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

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

... earlier, I'm sure I'd have stopped Abby. But this time, I felt different. I found that I wanted Izzy to see my dick; I wanted her to tell Abby what to do with it as she had instructed me. Even so, my body was as tensely stiff as my dick and I blushed a little as Abby brought my erection into the light. Izzy was smiling as she eyed me, her hand still down the front of her pants. &#034See isn't that much better?&#034 She said. &#034I bet it is,&#034 Abby said. &#034He does seem a little embarrassed, Abby. Maybe you should help him relax a bit.&#034 &#034Definitely.&#034 Holding my dick up with her thumb, she ran her middle finger up the bottom of my shaft several times. She stopped and tickled at the spot where my shaft stretched and connected to the head. At the same time she took her forefinger and rubbed it in circles around the little hole on the head, spreading the small beads of pre-cum to moisten the whole tip of my dick. &#034I think his underwear is still pinching his dick,&#034 Izzy said. It was indeed, bending my shaft a bit. &#034I think he'd be more comfortable if you took those off.&#034 Abby grabbed the waistbands of my pants and underwear at each hip. Leaning back against my arms, I raised my butt up enough to let her slip them off. Tossing them aside, Abby sat back next to me and pulled gently on my knee, spreading my legs a little farther apart. My dick stuck out straight, pointing in front of me in a line that went over Izzy's head to the top of the wall ...

... behind her. My balls dangled free, my sac taut. Izzy was still leaned forward in her chair, about five feet in front of me. Her mouth was open slightly as she stared. Abby slid her fingers up my thighs, reaching the base of my dick and sliding up it. Her fingers danced around, playing with me. Grasping with her fingertips, she started stroking gently. Her other hand reached over and started petting on my balls. She stroked a little faster, and her fingers found a sensitive spot on the underside of my balls. Sinking back more into my arms, I exhaled sharply. &#034Ooo, he likes that,&#034 Izzy said. &#034Really? I think I heard a sigh. He might be getting bored.&#034 &#034Maybe you should give him something to play with.&#034 Standing up, Abby pulled her shirt and bra off, leaving her naked. She sat back down on my left and scooted her butt back past mine. Then she leaned across my waist, resting her right elbow by my hip. Her right hand wrapped completely around my dick and started stroking again, her left returning to touching my balls. As she played, I sat up a bit and reached my left arm around her and ran my fingers around her breast. I cupped her in my palm and let my fingers play with her nipple. I hunched my back and leaned down to her, kissing the soft, white skin of her side under her arm. Brushing her long, curly red hair from her shoulder, I placed a kiss on each small freckle I could see. Abby stroked a little faster, a steady medium pace. With her left hand she placed ...