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

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

... apparently good enough. A few more outfits followed, clearly showing Izzy's influence. I made similarly dull remarks. Finally, Abby seemed done and sat down with Izzy. Izzy nudged Abby a bit, giggling. &#034Show him the last one.&#034 Abby appeared tense. &#034I don't know if I should. That was just for fun.&#034 &#034Come on, he can give you a guy's opinion&#034 Izzy said. I was pretty curious now. &#034But he's my b*****r.&#034 Whatever it was, I knew that wasn’t really the problem. She just didn’t want to show me with Izzy there. &#034It's not a big deal. Besides, who else are you going to show it off for?&#034 Abby clearly wanted to show it to me, and Izzy's arguments were apparently good enough excuse to let her do it with someone else there. Abby returned into the closet. As we waited, I looked over at Izzy. She had her head down, with a small, sly smile on her face and was looking at me, but cast her eyes down when I looked. She looked like the cat who'd swallowed the canary. Her eyes moved up to the closet. I realized the door was open and Abby was standing in front of me. She was wearing a black corset on her top, squeezing her breasts together. Her long, curly red hair fell over her shoulders, covering them. Below her exposed and flat belly was a garter belt with frills dangling down a few inches. The panties were black but partially see-through, and her red pubes were clearly visibly through it. The garter belt connected down her thighs to the black stockings that ...

... covered her shapely legs. She posed a bit in it, turning around and bending slightly to show off her butt. Her white, round cheeks and crack stood out clearly through the panties. &#034What do you think?&#034 Izzy interjected. If I had been thinking more clearly, I might have pretended to be uncomfortable at the sight and somewhat mad at the thought of my s****r having that to show a boyfriend. As it was, I barely managed an &#034uh, it looks good on you.&#034 My mind was totally wrapped in the sight of Abby's body. I couldn't help but stare, and Abby was looking right back at me. &#034I need to go to bathroom,&#034 Izzy loudly. &#034I'll be back in a few minutes.&#034 She went into the adjoining bathroom, leaving me alone with Abby. I stood and stepped to her. She leaned and whispered in my ear. &#034I got this for you,&#034 she said. Our lips met in a kiss. With one hand I grabbed her ass and with the other started rubbing at her pussy through her panties. Her hand slid up my loose pant leg and grabbed my dick. She pulled it free from my pants and stroked me as we kissed. We held it for just a moment, and then quickly pulled ourselves apart, anticipating Izzy's return. In one quick motion I sat in my chair and tucked my dick back away, placing my hands so as to try to casually conceal it. I turned my attention nervously to the bathroom door. My heart skipped a beat. The door wasn't quite closed all the way. No one forgets to do that in someone else’s house. Izzy pushed the ...