"Sara... we can stop if you want to." He said looking into her eyes.
He could sense that she was getting cold feet, but he felt more responsible for causing her reaction than from Sara wanting to stop. She sat still and silent, looking into his eyes, silently asking for guidance when he spoke again.
"Sara. I've... umm... never really done this before, either." Mark said softly.
Sara seemed shocked by his statement, and her heart began to pound even harder in her chest than she thought was possible. "You mean... you... and Karen...?", She mumbled out in disbelief.
Mark shook his head slowly in answer, and watched as her face turned from trepidation to joy. And as Sara's smile continued to grow on her face, Mark felt her hand gently slide up his thigh and over his cock, wrapping her fingers around it, softly stroking his skin. His body once again clenched at the sensation and he could see the excitement in Sara's eyes at his reaction.
"Sara... I..." Mark began to say, but was forced to stop as Sara gave another firm stroke on his cock. She giggled for a moment at his reaction, then turned herself on the sofa and nestled herself in close next to him. Her warmth felt comforting against his skin and he relaxed once more, enjoying her touch as she slowly fondled his hard on.
"Mark... " Sara began, "... well, will you tell me what you like?"
"Mmmmm..." He responded, "That feels good."
Sara kept a slow and steady pace as she slid her hand up and down over his cock, taking care to cover every inch of his straining erection. "Oh Sara, that feels really good..." He moaned again softly.
"God, this is so cool. I love doing this!" Sara said nearly under her breath. "Am I going too fast?"
"Nhhhh... No" Mark grunted as she gave a slow twist of her hand as it reached the tip of his slippery cock. Sara snuggled herself in closer to him, enjoying herself as she felt Mark's manhood in her hand, enjoying the pleasure she was able to give him and feeling his reactions to her touch. She continued to pump him, feeling his body tremble from time to time as she would change her motions ever so slightly, squeezing harder or twisting his soft flesh in her hand.
Mark had lifted his hands up, resting them behind his head as Sara nestled in even closer. Mark felt as Sara's shoulder tucked in under his arm, her hair falling down over his shoulder, and then felt the warm soft touch of her cheek as she lay her head on the side of his chest. He could begin to feel her warm breath on his skin and it was beginning to set him off. Sara continued to gently stroke Mark, feeling his every move as he seemed connected to her, through her hand. And as she was beginning to feel the burning desire between her own legs, she started to hear and feel Mark's breath becoming more and more labored. She felt the power of his breathing as her ear lay pressed to his chest, her warm breath blowing gently across his nipple.
"Oh, Sara... yessss.." He moaned, and with his unspoken queue, Sara began to quicken the pace of her stroking, feeling his breath increase with her motions.
She began to feel him groan with each breath, and it set her own heart racing.
"Yes..." Sara whispered
softly, "Yes..."
"Sara..." Mark began to say, "Sara... I..."
He unclenched his hands from behind his head, bringing his arm down and reaching across Sara's shoulder, pulling her body tightly to him.
"Don't stop, Mark. Don't stop..." She whispered again.
"Oh god Sara... I'm gonna..." Mark began to grunt out, faster and faster as Sara's hand continued to piston up and down over his cock.
"Yes, Mark. That's it..." Sara called to him, nearly breathless as she pistoned his meat.
"Oh god... Oh god... I'm gonna..." He groaned again as Sara began to feel Mark's entire body stiffen with anticipation. His arm squeezed her tightly to him and his hips began to rise off the cushion.
"Oh god... I'm nnnnggggggghhhhhh..."
"That's it, Mark... come..." Sara moaned out as she felt a chill of excitement and adrenaline rush through her own body, "... come!"
Mark could hardly breath as he began to feel the boiling torment in his balls release, sending a rush of cum exploding upward. Sara was pumping him furiously as his hips began to thrust against his her hand, sending stream after stream of hot semen shooting out of his cock and up onto his chest.
"Yes! Yes!" Sara squealed in delight, urging Mark on as his orgasm began to peak.
Mark's body had become paralyzed with pleasure as Sara's hand continued to prime his release, sending gush after gush of her creamy desire all over his stomach. She could feel his body trembling with the energy of his orgasm, and felt as if she might be experiencing one of her own at the sheer excitement of feeling him in her hand; the scent of his cum as it bathed his slim stomach and the smell of his sweat as he struggled against her motions.
"Oh god!" Mark moaned again.
Sara watched with pure enjoyment as Mark emptied himself, and marveled at the sensation as his penis swelled with each contraction of his orgasm in her hand. Seeing his semen shooting out and onto his smooth, muscle ripple skin was so incredibly erotic for her that she didn't want it to end.
"Sara... Sara wait!..." He began to call out between his gasps for air. The sensation he was feeling in his cock was becoming so overpowering that he felt as though if she didn't stop he would pass out.
"Sara... STOP!" Sara slowed her hand as she heard the emotion in his voice and felt as he squeezed her tightly to him.
"Oh god... wait... wait..." He moaned breathlessly as his body began to slowly relax and ease back down onto the sofa. He was still holding her closely to him as he moaned out in pleasure,
"Oh my god, Sara...!"
"Did I do it right?" She asked innocently.
"Oh my god, yes! That was... incredible!" Mark wheezed out, still catching his breath.
Sara giggled in utter delight at his reaction, whispering softly in triumph to herself, "...yyyes!"
She continued softly stroking his cock, gently milking the last few drops of cum from the tip and mixing it with the slippery lubricant that covered her massaging hand. She marveled at the feeling of Mark's penis as it spasmed with each milking stroke, then slowly began to soften, becoming smooth and flexible in her fingers.
Mark merely reclined further into the sofa, gently relaxing his bear hug on his sister and closed his eyes.
"Did you like that?" Sara asked again sheepishly.
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