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


    Date: 3/9/2016, Categories: First Time Taboo Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith 

    ... slightly, pressing the length of my dick along her pussy. She again squeezed her thighs together and started rotating her hips, grinding herself along my shaft. I could feel her pussy lips wrap a little ways around me, now much wetter, with my head against her clit, her fingers pressing it in harder. She slid her pussy along my length, her ass rubbing against my stomach. With my free hand I grabbed her hip, steadying her and pressing her harder against me. Slowing the pace, she rotated her hips forward a bit more. With careful control, she let my head press between her pussy lips. Each firm rock of her pelvis brought my dick farther between her lips, until I felt the pressure of her pelvic bone vanish into softness. The head of dick was now right at the entrance of my s****r's vagina, dipping ever so slightly into it. My body desperately wanted to just thrust, pressing my whole dick into her in one move, but instead I completely froze, finding myself unwilling to take that step. Despite everything we'd done together, the idea of actually fucking Abby had never seemed possible. I never figured Abby would be willing, and though I hadn’t even really thought about it consciously, the possibility of impregnating my s****r terrified me. Even so, at that moment I knew that if she pushed my dick inside her, I couldn't stop myself. Abby held me there a moment, holding the tip of my dick ever so slightly inside her. Suddenly, she opened her thighs, pulled herself off me and rolled ...
    ... onto her back next to me. Both of us seemed in a state of slight shock, and we lay there stiffly a minute, saying nothing. Finally, she grabbed me and hugged me tightly. &#034What is it?&#034 I asked her. &#034I'm sorry, it’s just...&#034 She trailed off. Was she upset about what had just nearly happened? Though I had never pushed her or even suggested it, had she somehow felt pressured or obligated to go all way, but couldn't? &#034It's okay, Abby. I never wanted to make you feel-&#034 Abby cut me off. &#034It’s just, how long can we do this?&#034 Her voice was a frantic whisper. &#034We can't keep this up forever, always pretending to everyone else. We'd never be able to lead a normal life.&#034 &#034Oh,&#034 was all I managed. So that's why she was upset. &#034We're supposed to graduate, move out of here, go to college, get jobs, have families. How can I do any of that if I just want to be with you? Our whole lives would be a sham. We'll have to stop sometime. And being so close to you has been just so... amazing... that I know the longer we keep going, the harder it will be to ever stop.&#034 I didn't respond, didn't know how to. I didn't want to stop, but I knew somewhere deep down that she was right. Being with as close with Abby as I was now, not just sexually but emotionally, had become so important to me, I knew that I'd never want to give it up. But how could we live normal lives apart from each other, always hiding our true selves from everyone? We both sat up on the ...
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