Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part 3) - Sex Stories

Sharing My Room With My s****r (Part 3)

... back on, looking around as she zipped them. &#034Uh, well, I guess...well, just give it here.&#034 Izzy pinched the corner of the towel between a finger and thumb, keeping it closed, and after looking around a moment more, d****d it over the arm of her chair. &#034I'll take care of it later.&#034 Abby and I got dressed. &#034Well, what did you think?&#034 Abby asked Izzy shyly. &#034Oh My God! That was the best thing ever,&#034 Izzy answered. Smiling, I looked away from her toward the wall. Izzy spoke in a low but excited voice. &#034You guys are awesome. My own custom live porn! It was so hot.&#034 Abby was blushing more than I'd ever seen. Trying to suppress my smile, I said, &#034We'd better get going. Abby's walk to the park has been pretty long already.&#034 Izzy led us out the door. Looking around one more time before I left, I saw that a glob of my cum had fallen from the towel onto the seat of her chair. We walked quietly through the house to the door. Just as I opened it, Izzy said in a loud whisper, &#034Wait, Abby. Let me give you something real quick.&#034 She tugged Abby back inside and upstairs. I went ahead to the car. A few minutes later, Abby came out alone, not carrying anything I could see, and got it the car. &#034What did she give you?&#034 I asked. Abby snickered. &#034Nothing,&#034 she said. Not worrying about it, I drove us home. I stopped a couple houses down to let Abby out first, so I could drive around the block a couple of times before ...

... coming home myself. I watched as she started getting out of the car. &#034Abby, wait a sec,&#034 I said. With one leg out of the car she turned back toward me. &#034You missed some...&#034 I pointed. There was one last glob that she had missed sitting in her red hair. Confused for just a second, she smiled, found where it was and collected it. She paused a moment to look at it. Looking back at me and smiling, she slowly sucked it off her finger. I stepped out of my pants, pushed them against a wall and tossed my shirt on top of them. The bathroom wasn’t particularly cold, but a shiver jumped up my bare body. I adjusted the water temperature in the shower for no real reason other than that I was a bit apprehensive, and then checked to make sure that the doors to the hall and Abby's empty room were locked. I slowly opened the door to my room and looked inside. It was Friday night, bedtime. Another week was over. Abby sat on the edge of my bed in her pajamas, brushing her long, curly red hair slowly. She looked at me, standing naked, my dick a beam shooting straight from my body. At this point, it only took the simple thought of my s****r to make it hard. Abby gave me a small smile and kept brushing her hair. I climbed into the bed behind her and slid my legs under the sheets, my body and dick facing her back. I touched her lower back; she kept brushing. I was a little antsy. We only had about twenty minutes together. It had been nearly a month since Abby had moved into my room ...