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

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

&#034Wake up, Abby.&#034 I came out of the bathroom and found my s****r still asl**p in my bed. I poked her shoulder. &#034Come on, it’s almost time for school.&#034 She didn't as much as move. Somewhat annoyed, I began shaking her. &#034Abby! Wake up!&#034 Barely stirring, she tried to roll over, but I practically pulled her upright. &#034What? What time is it?&#034 &#034You slept in too late. You only have fifteen minutes to get ready. Hurry up; I don't want to be late again.&#034 &#034Then maybe you shouldn't have kept me up so late.&#034 Abby disappeared into the bathroom. It had been a little over a week since the fateful night when Abby's room had flooded during a storm, damaging most of her stuff, destroying her carpet, and forcing her to move into my room until it was repaired. After I'd spent a hard night in the sl**ping bag on the floor, she'd insisted we share the bed, and in our loneliness, our mutual desire for intimacy had exploded into a week of hot encounters. We, of course, had to hide this, especially from our mom. Fortunately, she was her usual preoccupied self, focused on her job and the house, usually too tired to do much more for us than feed us. Still, the need for absolute secrecy made us wait until late to ensure she was asl**p. The night before, Mom had been up watching a movie until midnight. We waited quietly with the lights out, passing the time looking for porn on my computer until we were sure she was asl**p. When the time finally came, we ...

... jumped on each other, rubbing and groping. I came from her firm stroking and, for the third night in a row, she orgasmed hard with my finger deep in her pussy and my lips sucking her clit. On the way to school, Abby told me about her new friend Izzy. Abby was a freshman, and had been having trouble finding friends since starting high school a couple of months before. Her best friends from Middle School had turned on her to join a popular clique. She'd tried hard to get back in with them, but her attempt fell through. I'd like to think that our new relationship had helped her turn her problem around, and given her the confidence to find friends elsewhere. &#034Anyway, Izzy's dad is going to take us to the mall after school, so you won't need to take me home today,&#034 Abby told me. &#034I'm sure you'll have a good time,&#034 I said. I was happy for her, but also slightly jealous of the time I wouldn't get to spend with her tonight. Abby picked up the hint of displeasure. &#034You alright?&#034 she asked. I sighed a bit. &#034Yeah, I'm fine.&#034 Abby thought a moment. &#034I know what the matter is; I slept in and forgot to give you a proper good morning.&#034 As I drove, she reached over and started to fondle the crotch of my pants. After a minute we reached a stoplight, and I leaned back in the car seat. She looked to either side of us to see if anyone could see into our car, but we weren't directly beside anybody. She undid my pants and released my now-hard dick. &#034Light's ...