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

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

... the hall away from the door, I could almost hear the two of the blushing as they talked. I was already having to reconsider the reading of ‘shy’ I’d gotten for Izzy. &#034A couple of times,&#034 Abby said meekly. She had indeed. &#034I do sometimes. A lot of it is weird, but some of it turns me on.&#034 Both girls started giggling, trying to break the tension. &#034I really like guys doing oral on girls. I imagine him doing it to me. How awesome would that be?&#034 They giggled again. After the last two weeks, Abby knew quite well what that was like. It had quickly become a favorite. &#034I bet it's nice,&#034 Abby said. Her voice almost cracked when she said it. For a minute, they talked more softly, and I couldn't here. Izzy seemed to be prodding Abby a bit. &#034Come on, tell me. I told you my favorite. What do you like looking at?&#034 Izzy said. &#034Well, there was one series of pictures I liked. The guy was lying naked on the bed with the girl on top of him, right in his face. He was eating her out while she was sucking on him. She sat up and pressed into his face and stroked him.&#034 This wasn't any porn she'd seen, she was describing what we'd done the night before. &#034They, uh, you know, orgasmed at the same time. He pulsed in her hand and shot off like a cannon, all over her.&#034 Abby paused a moment, apparently lost in thought. I was shocked to hear her talking like that to someone other than me. Their friendship really had grown quickly. &#034Sounds pretty ...

... fun,&#034 Izzy said. &#034It was. Knowing how turned on he was the best part. He came so hard. His sperm felt so warm as it dribbled down.&#034 Abby stopped, catching herself. &#034That’s what I imagined, anyway,&#034 she added quickly. There was silence. I wished I could see the look on Izzy's face, I wish I could know what she was thinking. Had Abby given us away? Abby quickly changed the subject to clothes, and both chattered on about that, their sex talk seemingly forgotten. After a few minutes of listening, I decided we were probably safe, and went into the living room. A bit later, both girls came out. &#034We need a guy's opinion on Abby's new clothes,&#034 Izzy said. Abby and Izzy had gone to the mall earlier in the week and bought some clothes. I followed them back into my room. I had little interest in fashion, but would play along for Abby's sake. Plus, it might give Abby a nonchalant opportunity to pose herself for me. Abby went into the closet to change. I sat in the computer chair and Izzy on the bed, scratching Willow's head idly. The first outfit was dark jeans and a black blouse. It was pretty modest and I was pretty bored. &#034Looks great.&#034 Abby changed into her next shirt. It was a tighter t-shirt, again in black, with some white large white prints across the front. &#034Uh, it fits you well.&#034 &#034You need to do better than that,&#034 Izzy said. I tried to think of something better. &#034The black really shows off your nice skin,&#034 I said. It was ...