Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part2) - Sex Stories

Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part2)

... Her butt lifted up, her ass cheeks squeezed tightly, and her whole pelvis moved up and down in irregular, spasmed thrusts. Her pussy lips were wide and wet, and I could see her vagina squeezing rhythmically. A few drips of white liquid ran out and slid down her ass crack. She started to relax and lowered back onto the bed. Her breathing started to settle. She opened her eyes and looked at me, blushing. I smiled at her. Her eyes fell down my naked body to my dick. &#034I thought I'd told you not to touch that.&#034 Watching her masturbate had made me start stroking my dick again without even thinking. I let go. It was rock hard, and throbbed on my every heartbeat. &#034It's been hard so long it’s starting to hurt,&#034 I told her. Abby sat up. &#034I'm sorry. We can stop this slave thing if you want. I don't want to make you uncomfortable.&#034 I couldn't back out now. It would mean going back on our deal, and it would mean eating my words to her earlier about being a pushover. I knew she'd backed me into a corner, but I wasn't going to give in. Plus, I really wanted to know where she'd take us. I just shook my head. &#034You want me to finish your project now, ma'am?&#034 &#034Yes.&#034 She put her shorts back on and lay on the bed reading a book. It took me another two hours to finish the project. I finally finished and told Abby. It was starting to get late, in another hour or so Mom would be home from work. I turned my chair to face Abby on the bed. &#034The day's almost ...

... over, Abby. Anything else you want me to do as your slave?&#034 &#034You've been such a good slave. I have one more thing for you. All this schoolwork has made me tense. I could use a massage.&#034 She peeled off her shirt and lay face down on the bed. &#034Start on my shoulders.&#034 I sat on the bed next to her, my bare skin touching her side. I gently brushed aside her long red hair from her shoulders and massaged. &#034Now get my back.&#034 With my thumbs, I pressed into her lower back, letting the fingers on both hands slide along her sides, caressing. I worked my way higher and higher on her back. My fingers brushed along the sides of her breasts, and with each knead of my thumbs; I let my fingers pull on her a little. My thumbs worked out from the middle, letting my fingers get closer and closer to her nipples. &#034Get my legs.&#034 Still being a tease. I shifted down to sit by her legs. I worked on her calves, and then moved up to her thighs. I worked up them slowly, pausing on the inside about halfway up. &#034A little higher up.&#034 She was getting more relaxed now. The sly teasing in her voice seemed to be gone. Massaging more lightly with just one hand, I moved up a bit higher and worked. &#034Little higher,&#034 she said again. As my hand moved up, her legs spread apart slightly. My fingers just a couple of inches from the fabric over her pussy, I kneaded a bit, then slid my hand up to massage the back of her thigh, my thumb running against the edge of her butt ...