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

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

... I have to be your slave today.&#034 &#034Alright, just making sure. Since you're so adamant that I shouldn't do that project myself, I've decided you should do it. Let's go to your room.&#034 We headed to my room and she went into the closet and started rooting through my stuff. I wondered what she was looking for, but was too distracted by her ass to ask. The shorts she wore for pajamas barely covered, and when she bent over slightly, they sunk into her crack and the curve of the bottom of her ass cheeks stuck out the bottom. After a minute, she found what she was looking for. She turned around holding a bowtie I had worn to our cousin's wedding a year ago. &#034This is what you're going to wear today.&#034 She tossed it over to me, and I tied it around my neck. I turned to the computer to start on the project. &#034Hold on there, b*****r. I said you would wear the bowtie, I didn't say anything about a shirt or pants.&#034 I turned back toward her. She stood waiting. I took off my shirt and pants, leaving just my boxer-briefs. She stepped over to me. &#034These, too,&#034 she stuck her fingers in my waistband and pulled the front down over my partial erection. She then slid my underwear down my legs, squatting down as she did, until my dick was right in front of her face. I stepped out of my underwear and she tossed them aside. She reached up and lightly grabbed my cock with her fingertips, then moved her head to one side of it and then the other, examining. She held it ...

... straight up with one hand and with the other, lifted up my balls in her fingers, as if weighing them. She brought my dick down until it was pointed right at her lips, just inches away. &#034Today's going to be fun. But right now you have work to do.&#034 She released me and stood up. &#034The instructions for the project are in my folder by the computer. I'll be watching some TV.&#034 About an hour later she called me into the living room. I walked up to the couch, very conscious of my nudity. Being naked so close to her, I couldn't help getting hard. &#034I want some lunch,&#034 she instructed. I went into the kitchen and made her something. I took it in to her on a tray and put it right in front of her, standing in front of the TV. My dick pointed right at her, hovering above her food. &#034Looks good,&#034 she said. She patted the side of the couch. &#034Wait here until I'm done so you can clean up.&#034 I stood beside the couch as she took her time eating, my dick at attention a little ways from her. When she finished, I took the tray back to the kitchen and returned to the living room. &#034I need something to do until my next show starts,&#034 she said. &#034Come stand over here again.&#034 I walked over to the couch and again stood next to the armrest, facing her. Abby reached her arm around me and ran her fingers down my back and across my butt, then grabbed with her palm. With her other hand, she tickled my balls a moment, then ran her finger up my shaft and in a circle ...