Sharing My Room With sis part 1


Sharing My Room With sis part 1I woke up to a large rumble of thunder just in time to hear a gentle knocking on the door. I looked over at the clock. It was still the middle of the night, and there was a heavy storm outside. As I pulled myself awake, I saw my sister Abby come into my room carrying a sleeping bag. She was wearing an old pair of pajamas, a blue long-sleeved shirt with yellow dogs printed on it that buttoned up the middle and matching pants.”What are you doing here?” I asked, still confused from being half asleep.”Mom said I could stay in hear tonight,” she answered.”Why can’t you sleep on the couch?””The dogs.” Our two German Shepherds had made the couch their bed years ago, and we didn’t have the will to train them better or the heart to throw them outside.I stared blankly at her for a second, seeing her in the light coming off my computer monitor, which I had left on. I wondered why she was in pajamas she hadn’t worn since last year. They were old cotton worn fairly thin, and obviously too small. The top was too tight across her chest, and spread open slightly between the buttons, showing her skin.”The storm broke the window in my room and the rain’s pouring in there.”Waking up more now, I became aware from her voice how close to tears she was. Finally having my wits, I got out of bed. “Of course, s*s, come on in. How bad is it?”She sat down on my bed. “I didn’t even hear the glass break in the storm, but the rain woke me up. It was pouring in on my bed and dresser and getting everywhere. It looks like everything is going to be soaked. Mom said we’d have to wait until morning to take care of it.” I could tell she was exhausted as well as near crying.”Lets try to get some sleep,” I said. She got up and started rolling out the sleeping bag. “Why don’t you take the bed tonight, Abby? You need it more than I do.””I don’t want to kick you out of your bed.””I’m fine, really. After getting soaked you should get a good nights sleep. Tomorrow’s likely to be hard too, with school and taking care of your room.””Thanks.” She climbed into the bed and was asleep almost immediately.As I laid out the sleeping bag, I glanced up at my computer and was mortified. My room has always been my sanctuary, with Mom and Abby rarely if ever coming, and I tended to forget I lived with anyone else when I was in there. I had been looking at porn online before I went to bed, and hadn’t bothered to close it when I was done. On the screen was a picture of girl giving a blowjob. My desk is right next to my bed where I was talking to her, she couldn’t have missed seeing it. I walked over to it, closed the browser. Before I turned off the monitor, I peaked down at Abby to make sure she was asleep. Then I crawled into the sleeping bag and tried to forget my embarrassment.The next morning Mom woke us up early and we went into Abby’s room. The broken window would be easy enough to replace, but there was a lot of water damage. The carpet and the bed wear both soaked. Abby tended to leave her dresser drawers open, and water had gotten into most of her clothes there. Only the stuff in her closet off the floor was still dry. We taped up the window and put the wet clothes in bags. Mom said she’d have a laundry service take care of them. Then it was time to go to school.Abby and I are a year apart and go to the same high school, where I’m a sophomore and she’s a freshman. I drive us to school and home every day. It’s a big school, and being in different grades we rarely see each other during the day. After school that day we met at the car to go home, and she was clearly upset. In the car I asked her what was wrong.”I tried to eat lunch with Madison and Cindy today.” The three of them had been inseparable in middle school, but once they reached high school, the other two had dumped my shy sister to join a more popular clique of girls. It’d only been a couple of months, and Abby was having a hard time making new friends. “Mady and her new boyfriend made fun of me, and Cindy asked me to sit somewhere else.””I’m sorry s*s.” Being shy myself I knew how lonely she must feel, but knew there wasn’t anything I could do to help except be sympathetic. As I turned the wheel, I groaned bit.Abby looked up at me. “What is it,” she asked, concerned.”Nothing. I’m just a little sore from sleeping on the floor last night.””I’m sorry. You should take the bed tonight.””No, I can’t have you sleeping on the floor after a hard day. Its not too bad, I just slept in the wrong position.”After we got home, I helped Abby move some of her hanging clothes into my closet. Neither of us was a fashion freak, and we were able to cram it all in.My closet stuffed to the brim, I sat in my computer chair. “Its sweet of you to share your room with me until Mom can get mine fixed up again. I know it’s always been your personal space, and I hate to impose on your privacy.” She glanced at my blank computer screen for a second, and I remembered what I’d had up there the night before. Realizing my embarrassment, she shyly glanced away and changed the subject. “I’m going to go downstairs and get a snack. Want something?”I composed myself. “No thanks, I think I’m going to take a shower. And it’s no trouble sharing my room, it’ll just take a bit of adjustment. I know how hard it must be to have so much of your stuff ruined. Just make yourself at home and try to be comfortable.”She left and I got into the shower. Abby and I share a bathroom, which connects to both rooms directly. Usually when one of us is in there, we lock the other’s door. As I stood in the shower, I tried to relax and not worry about my sister’s problems or my own embarrassment from last night, and focused on letting the water relax my sore muscles. Still preoccupied, I got out of the shower, toweled off, and headed into my room to get dressed as I’d done a thousand times before.I walked into my room and took a few steps before I froze. Standing in my closet with the door wide open was my sister, naked with her back turned to me through my underwear on a shelf in the closet. She was only a little shorter then me, with long, straight red hair and soft, pale skin. Her figure was still maturing, but she already had a modest hourglass figure, with a round, nicely shaped ass. As I froze, she turned around and saw me standing there, and for a moment we both just stood and stared at each other.It was the first time I’d seen her naked since we were little, and the first time I’d seen a woman naked in person. She had round, firm breasts, a b-cup, with large nipples that seemed to be pointing at me. Though I could have stared at the soft curves of her tits all day, my eyes were drawn down past her soft, flat tummy. Her pubic hair was as red as braids, and was both neatly kept and wild at the same time. The way she was standing, I could just see a profile of the lips of her pussy, spread apart just slightly.As I stared at her, I became aware that she was also staring at me, and following her eyes I remembered I’d come in naked from a shower, and my dick was in full view, growing larger and stiffer.She looked up at me and our eyes locked for a moment. Like the night before, she tried to sidestep the embarrassing moment.”Sorry, I was just getting changed and was looking for a pair of underwear I could wear. All my panties were in the stuff that was taken to be cleaned.” I realized she was holding a pair of my boxer briefs. She quickly slipped them on and pulled on one of her shirts as I stood there blankly, too overwhelmed to think of covering myself or retreating to the bathroom. “These are a little loose, but should fit okay.” She put on some jeans and turned to leave the closet, paused a moment, then slid past my naked body and left the room.I got dressed and sat awkwardly on the couch with her during dinner, not saying anything. After Mom went into the kitchen to clean up, I turned to her and said, “s*s, about earlier upstairs-“”Don’t worry about it.” She was staring at the floor with a neutral look on her face. “We’re living together, now more than before, and like you said, we’re having to make a bit of an adjustment.” She looked up at me and gave me a sweet smile. “And I don’t think it’s a big deal if a brother and sister see each naked.”We watched TV for a while until after Mom went to bed, then left the couch for the dogs and headed up to my room to get ready for bed. niğde escort I went to the bathroom first to get ready, and made sure I gave Abby enough time to put on her pajamas before I went back in there.”Your turn,” I said as I came out. As Abby headed for the bathroom, I again looked at the spaces between the buttons on her pajama tops, stretched open from the shirt being too small. The openings to her soft skin underneath seemed larger than last night, but were still maddeningly small. I could just see where her chest curved softly into the side of her breast, and imagined the sight of her firm tits and big nipples again. As she walked past, I looked at her round ass, seeing the darker color of my own boxer-briefs through the worn-thin cotton of her pants. I imagined my own underwear rubbing against the fuzzy lips of her pussy. A moment later, the bathroom door closed.It was clear that our earlier encounter had gotten me hornier that I realized. Normally when I was horny at night, I’d sit at my computer and visit some of my favorite websites, but with only a few minutes until Abby returned, I decided it wasn’t an option tonight. I stripped down to a t-shirt and my boxer-briefs, slipped into the sleeping bag and tried to clear my head.Abby came back in and saw me already on the floor. She turned out the light, leaving only the faint glow of my monitor, and climbed into the bed, wrapping the blanket around her tightly like a cocoon. “It sure is cold in here tonight,” she said. She was right.”Must be your broken window letting all the cold air into here through the bathroom.” I got out of the sleeping bag and crammed a towel under the bathroom door.Abby watched me as I did it. “You really shouldn’t be sleeping on that cold hard floor, especially if you’re already sore.””And what kind of brother would I be if I let you sleep there?”Abby looked at me a moment and hesitated. “We could, um, you know, share the bed, just for tonight. There’s enough room for us both.”I hesitated at the idea, too. I still couldn’t get the image of Abby’s naked body out of my head, sharing a bed might be a bad idea. On the other hand, the floor was cold and hard and my shoulder did ache. “Alright, just for tonight.” She was laying near the edge of the bed to talk to me, still wrapped up. I just climbed over her to take the side against the wall, lying on my side facing her. Abby unwrapped part way and extended the blanket over me. She was facing away from me, with just a slight separation between us. I could feel the heat coming from her body, but tried to put her out of my head.”Goodnight, s*s,” I said.”Goodnight.”I had almost started to doze off when Abby said, “I’m still kind of cold.” She reached back and grabbed my arm and pulled it over herself and nuzzled up right against me, pulling me against her back and resting her ass against my groin. I felt her warm body through our cotton shirts. With her hand over mine, she pulled it and nestled my palm against her ribs. I realized that my fingers had fallen in the gap between the buttons of her shirt and were touching her soft skin. For what seemed like a long time I just held them there, not daring to move, feeling her creamy skin just inches away from her breasts. Everything else had fallen away from existence except the sensation at the end of my fingers. I didn’t even breathe for fear of loosing the moment.Then I felt something else. My dick had begun to rapidly swell. With Abby’s butt pressed gently against it, it was impossible to hide. As it grew, it pressed harder against her. Beneath my hand I felt Abby’s breathing quicken, her heart race and her body tense. I sat motionless, terrified of what was happening but more terrified of loosing this feeling.Abby began to shift, and I felt a brief moment of panic thinking all was lost. Surely she’ll move away from me. Instead, she rocked her ass back and forth, pressing herself more against my hard dick. At the same time, she pulled my hand farther into the opening in her shirt. She must have had one button undone, because both our hands slid in and up her ribs until my finger pressed against the bottom of her breast. I could feel every part of her, from her hand to her legs, were even tenser than before. Though her heart was racing, she lay motionless.She’d already taken another step herself; perhaps she was waiting to see if I’d take it a step further. I very slowly began moving my finger against the side of her breast, waiting for any sign of rejection. Sensing none, I grew bolder and moved my hand. Using just my fingertips, I caressed around the very edge of her breast, scared at any moment she’d pull away from me.As my fingers circled her breast, I began to cup it gently in my palm. My fingers spiraled inward, and I softly went all around her areola before bringing my forefinger and thumb to her nipple.I had never felt more stimulated in my entire life. My dick had started jump slightly in excitement against Abby’s ass, and as I cupped her breast and touched her nipple, she breathed out slowly and began rubbing up and down against my dick and body, slowly at first, but then more firmly when I pushed back. Despite our clothes, my dick nestled nicely between her ass cheeks and I thrust gently against her.I reached my other hand around under her head and unbuttoned her top buttons, and grabbed her breast with it. My other hand free, I finished the lower buttons and pulled her shirt open. Again my fingers caressed her, this time the soft skin of her side just above her waistband. After a few rounds I began pressing one finger under the edge of her pants on her side, then another, then another. I felt the skin of her hip under my own boxer-briefs as she continued to rock against my dick, and slowly moved my hand down toward her belly, keeping my fingers just inside her pants.I held my hand for a second, then, more slowly then anything else I’d done, began moving my fingers farther in. I first came to her pubes, and I remembered how fiery red they had been. I split my fingers apart and ran then through her hair, my palm now pressed into her.As I continued lower, I felt the biggest rush of adrenaline yet as reached the soft skin of her pussy. Using only two fingers, I softly and gently traced one along each of the lips of her pussy. She gasped slightly and stopped moving her ass. I had another moment of terror that she might pull away and I paused, but there was no way I could stop then. With only one finger I circled around her hole, feeling the fuzz and soft skin of her pussy lips. She reached one arm over her head and behind her, ran her fingers through my hair to my scalp and gripped the top of my head. Her other hand slipped quickly in her underwear over mine, she grabbed a hold of my hand, and pressed it against her pussy. She began rubbing against my groin again, and my dick just seemed to be envelopedby the flesh of her cheeks.I grabbed her breast tighter with one hand and took my finger and touched right in the middle of her pussy, feeling it to be wetter and softer than I had ever imagined. Her hand pressed mine harder, and I plunged my finger deep into her. She exhaled and inhaled sharply and with the hand on my head pressed me harder against her back. I pushed my finger in and out of her, rubbing the tip against what felt like the ribbed inside of her cunt. My other fingers at first brushed against the outside, but then with her hand she pressed me harder against her, pushing my thumb hard against the area at the top of her pussy. Unable to pull my finger out, I more and more quickly bent my finger in a ‘come hither’ gesture inside her, rubbing my fingertip against her as fast and hard as I could. She moved her hips up and down to meet every move of my finger and she pressed against me with all her warmth and strength, her breath quick and shallow.As we continued my hand started to get tired, but I dared not stop, and she continued to move against me harder and faster. Finally, she exploded in my arms, her body jerking and pressing against my hands, chest and dick. I held her more tightly, one hand almost squishing her tit into her chest. I could feel her pussy squeezing hard against my finger over and over again as I kept pushing it inside her. Her orgasm seemed to last forever.When she jerking finally weakened and stopped, she gently pulled my finger out of her escort niğde pussy and up to her stomach. She wiggled her ass against my dick again, and I felt her whole body relax in my arms. Within minutes she was deep asleep. I fell asleep holding her, and wishing she’d get to share my room with me forever. Thoughts of the night before ran through my head as I drove to school with my sister, Abby. A storm had broken the window in her room and soaked it two nights before, forcing me to share my room with her. Yesterday, after an accidental walk-in of my newly shared room, we had seen each other naked. Then last night it had gotten cold and we had shared my bed rather than one of us using the sleeping bag on the floor.What had happened in bed after the lights had gone out seemed like a dream. The excitement, the fear, the warmth and final exhilaration, it all seemed like something wholly separate from the reality of school and cars and TV I was used to. Something like that couldn’t have really happened, yet I remembered it so vividly.I looked over at Abby in the seat next to him. She hadn’t said a word to me all morning as we got ready for school or even in the car, which is beyond even her usual state of introversion. I wondered what she remembered of last night. Was she feeling the same doubts I was? Was she feeling ashamed that it had happened, maybe even regretted it? Maybe it had just been his dream all along, and she was just wondering why I was acting so strange this morning? I tried to shake my anxieties and get myself ready for school.It must have been the longest day of school I’d ever been in. In class after class, I stared blankly at the teacher, at my book, or just into space, and thought about the night before. I knew it couldn’t have been a dream, as every detail was etched so firmly in my mind. I thought over and over about her pressing against me, the feel of her skin as she pulled my hand into her shirt, my dick squeezed between her ass cheeks, sliding my hand down inside her pants, rubbing my finger deep in her wet pussy, how she spasmed over and over when she came. Whether it was real or not, I wanted so badly for it to have been I had convinced myself it was.Finally the last bell rang and I almost ran outside to see my sister and drive her back home. The mere sight of her standing there made my heart race, and I had to quickly try to distract myself to keep from getting a hard-on right there in front of everyone. I looked away from her to break my focus, and saw Abby’s old friends Mady and Cindy a little ways from Abby with a group of other girls laughing.Madison and Cindy had been Abby’s closest friends in middle school, but over their first few months of high school, they’d dumped their shy friend to join a popular clique. I saw now that they were looking at Abby as they laughed, and saw one of them call something out to her. I couldn’t hear what they said, but it sent the group’s laughter even higher. Abby just stood there with her back turned to them and didn’t respond, but she was as tense as I’d ever seen her and she was barely holding back her tears.I tried to walk up to Abby as normally as ever to walk her to the car, hoping my presence would somehow temper the attacks from the two girls who just last year had had a crush on me. The group just whispered a few things to each other and kept laughing. I guess I was part of the joke now, too. “Let’s go,” I said softly to Abby, and we walked to the car.Once we’d pulled away, she started crying. I couldn’t think of anything to say to help her feel better, and even as I tried, I found my eyes drawn towards her tits and started thinking about when I might get to touch them again.I had a realization. Abby was clearly going through a very hard and emotional time with her wrecked room and her loneliness at school. What she needed now was a friend and protector, not some guy trying to get her clothes off. I decided then that I wasn’t going to try to push her into anything else, no matter how much I wanted it.After we got home, we went to check out how her room was doing today. I hoped that getting to move back into her room might help settle things down for her a bit, as well as eliminate some of my temptation. We were met by a foul smell. All the water in her room from the storm had caused mold. The room would be unlivable until it was all cleaned out. Mom said even if they could get someone to clean up the damage right away, it’d take weeks to get a contractor in to replace carpet and drywall and refinish everything. Until then, we were still roommates.We moved most of her stuff to the garage. When we finished, it was a bit until dinner so we headed over to my room. “I’m going to try to relax in the shower,” she said, still emotionally spent. Before she went into the bathroom, she came over and half hugged, half collapsed in my arms for a moment. “Thanks for your help,” she said. Just holding her soft body started to get me hard, and I had to turn so my hard dick didn’t rub her waist through our clothes.She headed into the shower and I sat on my bed for a minute just thinking of her again. I heard the water turn on, and couldn’t stop the thoughts of the water running down her naked body. I glanced at the door to the bathroom and noticed it was open a crack. The towel I had under the door last night to keep out the cold had gotten wedged underneath and had stopped the door from closing all the way. Hesitating for just a moment, I got up and crept over the door and peeked in.Abby was standing naked in the bathroom facing away from me. She had a great body, with just a slightest bit of fat distributed over her whole frame, making her silky smooth skin soft. My eyes followed her legs from the floor all the way up to her thighs, then stopped at where her flesh began the abrupt curve of her ass. Her ass was firm but very well rounded, and I thought again about how my dick had been pressed between her cheeks the night before with only a few thin cotton layers in between.Her arms were raised over her head pinning up her hair, and she turned just slightly to the side, giving me a view of the outline of her left breast. Suddenly, she dropped a hairpin on the floor and bent down to pick it up. I was startled by the sudden movement and afraid she’d turn and see me, but stayed fixated on her. She bent at the waist slowly without turning and fished on the floor for it. Her ass cheeks spread slightly, and in between them her little pink asshole peeked out. I only looked there briefly before my eyes locked onto the space between her thighs. Her round pussy lips were pressed together, with the bare bit of red fuzz I’d remembered seeing there in the closet the day before. She apparently found her pin, and as she bent down slightly farther to grab it, her pussy lips spread apart slightly, giving a tantalizing glimpse of the pink flesh inside.I so desperately wanted my finger to return to where it had been the night before, but even as the thought entered my head, Abby stood back up, put in the last hairpin, stepped into the shower, and slid the shower door shut.The spell broken, I finally pulled myself away from the door, took two steps back and dropped into my computer chair. Not going after her while we shared my room was going to be really hard, especially considering how horny I was. I decided I needed to relieve myself, and Abby’s shower time might be my only opportunity of the night. I turned towards my computer, opened my pants, pulled out my dick, and started to hit my favorite sites. I new I could have exploded at nearly the first touch, but since I was so turned on and may not get another chance for a while, I wanted to draw it out just a bit, and knew I had the warning of Abby turning off the shower water before she’d come back into my room. I looked at site after site and stroked myself. Just as I was building to my conclusion, the water shut off.”Do you know if dinner’s ready yet?” Abby called out from the bathroom. My hand froze on my dick and in near panic I closed the browser. I shoved myself into my pants and shot my eyes toward the shower door. I could see through the crack from where I was, but didn’t see Abby from my angle. I quickly but quietly moved away from the computer and bathroom door and sat on the bed before answering.”Probably, its about that time,” I responded, doing my best niğde escort bayan to hide my quick breathing.”Good, I’ll be out in just a minute,” she replied. I sat and silently berated myself for another close call.Abby came out of the shower already in her pajamas, her mood seeming much improved. “Feeling better?” I asked.She glanced around the room briefly, then looked back to me. “Yes. The shower was very relaxing.” She smiled softly and headed downstairs.After dinner it was already late, but Mom wanted to talk about Abby’s room some more. Mom was always real matter-of-fact with us, and liked to keep us in the loop about all the boring details of what the home insurance covered and so on. I think she thought knowing the plan would help keep Abby from stressing too much.Abby and I went to my room and I headed to the bathroom to get ready.”Don’t take too long in there, I’m tired and need to brush my teeth.” We were both in and out after just a few minutes, me wearing boxer-briefs and a t-shirt and her again wearing her old blue cotton pajamas. As Abby climbed into my bed, I paused. Thinking about my earlier resolution, I turned out the light and climbed in the sleeping bag.”It’s going to be just as cold down there as it was last night,” Abby said. “And cold up here too. Please don’t make yourself all sore again like before.”The invitation was almost more than I could handle. This was just how it had begun last time. Did Abby mean by that what I wanted her to mean? Even though I knew I should, I just couldn’t resist the opportunity. I’d spent all day in a state of arousal without release and was as horny as I’d ever been. I wanted so badly for a replay of last night, but still didn’t dare believe it could be true.I pulled myself out of the sleeping bag, knowing my dick was already rock hard. Nervous as could be, I tried to casually cover it with my hand as I moved towards the bed so she’ wouldn’t see it by the light of the computer monitor. I climbed into the near side of the bed this time, and turned on my side to face away from her. “Goodnight,” I said as seriously as I could.Abby pulled the blanket over me and settled in behind me, also on her side and facing me with as much space between us as the twin bed would allow. Her relaxation from earlier had dissolved, and I could feel the tension in her body. I just knew she was nervous that I’d try something. I was just as tense as she was, and felt the pressure of my dick in my pants. I resolved to just wait it out and fall asleep.We laid there tensely for a couple of minutes, when suddenly one of the dogs barked from the living room. It wasn’t uncommon for that to happen at night, as our two dogs shared the couch and occasionally kicked or laid on each other awkwardly. Still, it was enough to startle us both, and Abby practically jumped on my back. She grabbed my shoulder with her hand and pressed herself against me, shivering slightly. Again I tried to put her out of my head and sleep, despite the added sensation of her body warmth and the feel of her hand on my shoulder.After another minute of my unsuccessful attempts to sleep, Abby shifted her hand from my shoulder. She slid in under my arm and wrapped it loosely around stomach. We were both as tense as before and my mind raced. I wanted so much for her to be starting something again, but still dared not believe it. My judgment was surely clouded, and me making a mistake on it could really hurt Abby. I just laid and waited, and hoped.Another minute passed, and I felt Abby gradually relax. Her breathing became slow and regular. I decided she must have fallen asleep. As my disappointment mounted, suddenly Abby breathed in slowly and shifted slightly. Her hand moved up and down across my stomach, as she seemed to be searching for a more comfortable position. After a few seconds her hand settled in, having slipped under my shirt slightly and with her finger right at the top of my waistband. Her fingers were long with soft tips, and just feeling them on my skin was more than I could handle.I felt so frustrated and nervous, my adrenaline as high as last night, but knew that with her comfortably asleep, there was nothing I could do but wait. Then she breathed in again less abruptly, and the fingers of her hand started slowly and lightly rubbing against my skin, just an inch from the end of my hard dick.Was it possible she was only pretending to be asleep? Was she lying there wanting this as much as I did, as afraid of rejection as I was, and was trying to gradually test me without committing? I still wasn’t ready to commit, but was willing to try to push her forward.My boxer-briefs were doing a poor job of holding in my dick. I did my own shift and tilted my hips up a bit, just enough so that the end of my cock would brush the side of her hand. If she really were asleep, she’d never feel it, but if she was as juiced up as I was last night…A moment later, apparently emboldened, her hand began to move again. She moved it down slightly and touched the side again to the end of my dick through my briefs, and then rubbed slightly. She slid just her little finger underneath the waistband by my dick and held it there, as if testing the water. My heart raced at the feel and I breathed in and out slowly and carefully, as a signal to her.Another finger crept in, then another, until her whole hand moved slowly underneath. Her finger ran through my pubes, as mine had through hers before. Then with one finger, she reached and touched the skin of my dick for the first time. She slowly ran just her fingertip along its length, down the base then back up to the tip. She circled her finger around the head.As she kept caressing my dick, she brought her head closer and lightly kissed my neck, then again. Her kisses traced a path to my ear, and she whispered to me. Her voice was soft and gentle, but with more of an edge of excitement than I could remember hearing before.”I left the bathroom door open a bit for you when I took my shower, I was hoping that’d you’d peek at me.”She continued running her finger along and around my dick. I turned my head towards hers. “I did, I couldn’t help myself. I’ve been thinking about you all day. When you bent over to pick up that hairpin, it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.”With that, she slowly wrapped all her fingers around my dick and pushed down to the base of it and just held it there.”I got to peek at you too, while you thought I was in the shower. Watching you rub your penis made me want to touch it so badly.” She started stroking my dick up and done, and ran her tongue along the outside of my ear.I turned onto my back and pulled down my underwear. Finally free, it bounced up away from my body.Abby’s hand closed around in more firmly and kept stroking slowly. She leaned down and kissed my cheek. Still stroking, she whispered softly and hesitatingly to me again. “Would you touch me again down there like you did last night?”I immediately turned towards her and slid my hand into her pajama pants. She wasn’t wearing underwear this time. My fingers again ran through her pubes and my fingers danced on pussy lips lightly.Leaning more on her back, she kept her hand locked around my dick, and I ran my finger back and forth between her pussy lips, gradually deeper and deeper.I paused a moment, then plunged my finger inside her again, as I hand fantasized about all day. She gasped, and I was amazing I didn’t cum right then. I pulled my finger in and out of her, keeping pace with each stroke of my dick. She started stroking faster and faster, and I matched her. Finally she took her free hand and pressed it on mine again, forcing my finger to stay inside her and pressing my thumb against her at the top of her pussy. She began moving her hips to press more against my hand, and I found mine moving to meet her hand. I rubbed my fingertip against the ribbed front wall of her pussy faster and faster, giving up any pace for a frantic finish. Still pressing my hand into her, she squeezed her thighs together tightly.She came hard and her whole body pulsated on my hand, her pussy squeezing my finger like a vise with each spasm. My dick exploded in her furiously stroking hand, cum flying out of sight in the dark room with each squirt. Our orgasms seemed to go on forever, her still stroking and me rubbing.As we finally finished, we just laid without moving, my finger still in her pussy and her hand gently wrapped around my dick. As I drifted off to sleep, I again wondered if it were just a dream. To prove to myself it wasn’t, I leaned in and gave Abby a long, soft kiss on her cheek.

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