A Mountain Retreat
Chapter 5
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Two days later as I was coming in from work, my mom handed me the phone. It was Steven and Stephanie’s mom. She was in a bind. An older lady in the church needed transportation to a town about 500 miles away to help a sick sister and she and her husband had volunteered. But with Linda out of town she needed someone to stay with the kids. I was off work for the next two days and my mom had volunteered me.
I was to join the kids in the morning and stay until the return of their parents the evening of the following day. The lecherous side of me quickly recognized an opportunity to play around with the kids again, but the paranoid side of me kept me awake for a couple of hours. I sensed that my horny little friends would want to take advantage of being without parents. There were a couple of times in my own young life when I did so with a couple of friends. But I was a nineteen year old adult man, or considered myself so. How much should I allow them to do and how much should I be involved I drifted off to sleep wondering if the kids would just want to mess around themselves or involve me as they had several weeks ago.
It was early in the morning when I arrived at the kids’ house as their parents were anxious to get an early start. We went through a short checklist and just as the party was departing Stephanie wandered sleepily into the kitchen. Steven was still asleep. She was admonished to behave and do what I told her and then one parent repeated the instruction to a barely roused Steven before leaving.
“I hope you can survive these savages,” Stephanie’s mom said swatting her on the butt as she turned for the door.
The car with the parents had scarcely gone from sight when I turned and was greeted by a flying, wide-awake ten-year-old girl. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. “This is going to be so much fun,” she exclaimed, excitement showing on previously sleepy face. “Two whole days and all night, and we can do anything we want to.”
“Right,” I responded. “We can play checkers and dominoes and have lots of fun, huh?” Stephanie leaned back and gave me a sly look. She was wearing a thin little cotton nightie that was bunched up around her panty covered mound that was pressed against me in a scissor grip. My hands held the girl up by her firm round butt cheeks. She had launched herself onto me like this many times before, since she was little. But now it was becoming obvious she was growing, both from her weight and the added fullness of her pre-teen butt. Her legs were getting long and lanky and easily wrapped around me.
“We can have more fun than playing checkers,” she stated, raising one eyebrow, “a lot more,” she added.
“Oh, what did you have in mind?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“You know what I mean,” she scoffed.
“Are you talking about something naughty again?” I questioned.
“Umm hmm,” she nodded, “I plan to do some really naughty things. So are you going to spank my bare bottom again?” she questioned with a sly smile.
“Maybe I’ll just pinch it a little,” I said, and slid one of my hands up Stephanie’s butt cheek and plunged my fingers under the elastic. As I gripped some flesh between my thumb and fingers, Steph giggled and wiggled sliding a little down my front. When she did her middle came in contact with the bulge that had already started in my jeans.
She grinned widely. “I think you like to play naughty, too,” using a little girl expression to cover her pre-teen worldliness. She eyed me as I slipped my other hand in the top of her panties in the back and kneaded the naked flesh. “We can get naked if we want, and stay that way all day and all night,” she announced and let herself slip a little lower pressing now, directly on my dick. Then she released her legs from around me and dropped her feet to the floor. My hands slid out of her panties.
Reaching under the hem of her short nightgown she hooked her thumbs in the elastic at her waist and swiftly pushed her panties to the floor. Then she grabbed the hem of the gown and lifted it obviously with intent to take it off.
“Hey, whoa, wait a minute,” I protested, but still getting a good look at the puffy lips of Stephanie’s bare pussy. “I need to put my stuff away and we need to fix you guys’ breakfast. “We can play later,” I added, bringing a smile to the slim blonde’s face.
“This is going to be so much fun,” she said, as she stepped up and hugged me around the waist. She held tightly enough that she had to feel my hardness against her chest. I noticed her head was now up past my chin and there was fullness to her chest and shoulders and there was roundness to her hips defining the origins of a waistline. She had really started growing and her body was anxious to become a woman. I held the hug and let my hands slide back down to her firm butt that was now only thinly covered by her short gown.
I couldn’t help it. When my hands felt her firm, round butt under her night gown, they just moved on their own below the hem and sliding up gripping the nicely rounded bottom. Instinct defeated common sense and I let my hand rub over the bare flesh. Stephanie leaned back a look of satisfaction on her face knowing she was getting to me. She reached behind her and took one of my hands moving slowly around in front of her. Looking into her bright blue eyes I slowly worked one hand around between us and rested my fingers on her pubic mound just above the girl’s bare pussy lips. Moving my hand down and separating the petals with my fingers I let one slip into the moist crevice.
Stephanie got a more serious look on her face and I felt her legs part. “I thought you wanted to wait before we started playing,” she almost whispered.
“Well maybe just a little bit,” I answered and bent my head kissing her on the forehead then the nose and finally gently touching my lips to hers. She blushed at only the second time a boy had kissed her and exhaled sharply when she felt my finger touch the little eraser-like knob at the top of her crack.
It was a little awkward standing in the kitchen and as much as I didn’t want to leave off of contact with Stephanie’s sex, I stepped back, pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down. I pulled the slim girl over to sit across my lap and held her with one arm around her waist. She quickly got the picture when she felt my hand slip between her thighs again and spread them widely and leaned against my shoulder.
My finger found the wetness again and traced the origin to her small hole. Dipping a finger tip in, I slipped back up and touched the nub again. A little shiver like a chill went through Steph’s body. Remembering the attention and little girl come I had given her a few nights ago, she curled her arms around my neck and thrust her pubis against my hand. There was a sharp intake of air from the girl when I slowly inserted the tip of my finger in her tight wet hole, held it there then pushed it in clear to the second knuckle.
I had envisioned my dick in her hairless pussy but my finger confirmed the opening was small and very tight. I resigned myself to doubting that even my modest size could ever fit, and concentrated on pleasuring my young friend. Simulating the sex act as best I could with my finger, I drove it in past the second knuckle as I plunged in and out picking up speed.
Pushing my thumb up I located the little nub and added rubbing action to it. A few short minutes later Stephanie gasped and I felt her pussy flex on my hand. I pushed a little harder and faster and even tried adding another finger but the girl appeared to already be in the throws of a pre-teen orgasm. If I had kept going I would probably have creamed my shorts and Stephanie wouldn’t have complained but pulled my hand up and let her sit up. Her expression showed some disappointment when I stopped but a smile of satisfaction overshadowed it.
“That was so fun,” she said. “We can do that lots more and I need to do it for you now.” She moved in my lap reaching for the elastic of the sweats I had chosen to wear and giggling at the large lump. One hand rested on my stiffness the other was tugging on the fabric.
I had fully expected something sexual to happen with my horny young friends before the two days and one night had passed. I had even wondered to myself how I would get something started. But I hadn’t expected things to start so early with the aggressive little girl.
“Hey, wait, slow down. We’ve got all day and all night.” She wrinkled her nose at me. “We need to fix some breakfast. Besides, you don’t want to leave your brother out, do you?”
“Let’s go wake him up,” she said, bouncing off of my lap. I ignored the little wet spot from where her little pussy had rubbed on my leg and hoped the leakage from my dick wouldn’t show. I tossed my small athletic bag in the corner and followed the slim girl to the room she shared with her brother.
Steven was still asleep, with the sheet pushed down to the foot of the bed. He was wearing only his “tighty whities” and was partially on his side and his back. The thin cotton was pulled snugly showing the outline of his little boy dick, semi-hard in his early morning sleep.
With a look of mischief, Stephanie mouthed “watch this” and lightly tickled the boy’s bare thigh. He twitched and moved and his sister tickled him some more moving over his briefs to his bare stomach then back down to his thighs. The boy’s legs flattened on the bed and his little dick twitched under his shorts and was instantly hard.
Still grinning, Stephanie carefully pulled the cotton up from her brother’s groin and pulled the elastic over the top of his swollen penis stopping just above his ball sack. The twin orbs of Steven’s small purple crown surrounded the line to his piss slit. The residue of his nicely uniform circumcision was slightly pink and acted as a stiff collar around the ridge of his knob. The shaft curved gently back and all that was exposed was pointing up and resting on his bare belly.
Stephanie held the elastic away from the shaft offering her brother’s small tool for inspection. With a sly look on her face she reached a finger and touched the shaft then tickled just under the crown. Then getting bolder she traced her fingers over the exposed shaft. Steven wiggled and shuffled his legs. When his sister pulled down on his underwear to expose more of him and let her fingers curl around the tip, Steven woke up.
“Wha…what are you doing?” he asked sleepily, looking down and grabbing at his underwear.
“I’m pulling your shorts down,” Stephanie said. “Mom and dad are gone, come on let’s play.” A brief tug of war, pun intended, ensued until the sleepy boy called for a truce as the white briefs reached his mid thigh.
“Stop, hold on, I’ve got to pee.” Stephanie leaned back and retreated letting her brother up.
“And we still have to make breakfast,” I added. “Come on, let Steven pee and we’ll fix it. We have plenty of time to play.”
As her brother, still dull with sleep, pulled up his shorts and headed for the bathroom, Stephanie reluctantly followed. Cereal and toast was chosen as the menu and as the fare was brought to the table, Stephanie grabbed me around the waist in a bear hug.
“I’m glad you got to stay with us,” she said, “We like doing stuff with you. I mean, Linda’s really nice and all, but we don’t do fun stuff with her. I think she wants to some times, I know she wants to do stuff with you. But she’s shy. And we’re going to have a lot of fun today.” In the middle of the last comment, Steven had walked in, still in is tight white under shorts. “Aren’t we Steven?” she asked.
“Yeah,” was his emphatic reply.
After the kids had downed cereal and juice, drinking the left over milk from the bowels, I directed them to pick up the dishes as I knew they were used to doing. Steven had finally recovered from sleep and Stephanie was showing some impatience. After directing them to brush their teeth, Steven wandered back in. “So what are we going to do?” He asked, raising his eyebrows suggestively. He was still wearing only his white jockey shorts and tugged at the front squeezing the little noodle behind it.
Then Stephanie reappeared. She had taken time to brush her hair and freshen up and looked at me smugly. “So what are we going to do?” Steven asked again, questioning his sister this time. The blonde girl looked thoughtful for a minute, before a sly grin came over her face.
“I think we should take him prisoner and torture him and make him our slave,” she said moving menacingly toward me.
“Good idea,” he brother said and readied himself to pounce if I had resisted. I didn’t and the pair pulled me up from the kitchen chair and ushered me toward their shared bedroom.
Pushing me toward Steven’s unmade bed, Steven announced, “We better make sure he’s not hiding any weapons,” bringing a sly nod from his sister. “Search him,” the boy commanded. I was wearing a tee shirt; cut off Levi’s and tube socks, having left my tennis shoes at the door. Immediately hands began probing, rubbing and touching, patting me down like a suspect. Stephanie’s hands went under my shirt from behind and Steven’s hand stopped over my zipper. He squeezed with his fingers locating my still soft dick.
“I think he’s got a gun in here,” he announced, grinning at me. “We’d better make sure,” and he popped the snap on my beltless shorts and groped for my zipper. Stephanie quickly stepped around and as her brother opened my fly, she tugged at the waistline slipping the denim down over my jockeys. As Stephanie pushed my shorts passed my knees, Steven hooked his thumbs in the elastic of my underwear and pulled them down as well.
Eyeing my still semi-flaccid phallus, Steven said, “See I knew he had a weapon in his shorts.”
“Is it loaded?” his sister asked, bending around to inspect it.
“We’ll have to find out,” her brother said, chuckling, and the pair pushed me over to the bed and tugged my shorts over my socks and off. Announcing that they should check everywhere, they tugged my tee shirt off before pushing me back on the bed.
“Shall we tie him up?” Stephanie asked. “Nah,” her brother said. “He knows he can’t get away. Now let’s see if his gun is loaded.” My legs were lifted onto the bed and in seconds small hands were exploring my sex, gripping my rapidly rising dick, and fondling my balls. Small fingers sorted through my pubic hairs and pinched at the ridge around the base of my purple knob before probing the tiny hole. For a good fifteen minutes or so, every part of my flesh, save my feet and legs that were still in tube socks, was touched probed and explored.
“This is what will make him shoot,” Steven announced, bringing his sister’s hand to join his in jacking me off. “But we don’t want him to, yet,” he added after they had starting raising my interest.
“So now you’re our slave and you have to do everything we tell you to do, OK?” I nodded in agreement. I had kept my captive silence, quietly enjoying the attentions of my captors. I was pretty sure any commands I would be given would not be that unpleasant.
“You go first, make him do anything you want,” Steven directed his sister. The blonde girl was thoughtful for a few seconds, and then flushed slightly as she glanced at her brother.
“Anything?” he nodded. He made a dour face when she said, “You have to give me a kiss, a French kiss,” she commanded. I tried to control a smile.
Steph leaned over me with a smug look, and bent her face to mine. I let my hands surround the slim girl and pulled her to me. He lips were a little stiff at first but gradually softened. When she felt my tongue probe her lips like she had heard about from friends, she parted them and let me probe her small mouth. I felt her pulse race and her skin flush as she fulfilled a little girl fantasy. My hands slid up her back and felt bare skin where her thin nightgown had ridden up.
“Hey, you’re not wearing any panties,” Steven observed, breaking the mood of the moment.
“So,” his sister said, sitting up, “We can all be naked if we want.”
“OK,” It was all the encouragement Steven needed. He quickly tugged his white jockeys off and kicked them free, letting his stiff little weenie bounce up at attention. Stephanie giggled at her brother’s horniness, before she lifted her thin nightgown over her head and off. I was now lying back on bed pillows, naked and hard looking at two slim, blonde pre-teens, naked as the day they were born but far more beautiful. Their bodies were like young roses just beginning to bloom into puberty and full of hormonal nectar.
“So what are you going to make him do?” Stephanie asked. Steven jumped up on his knees next to my arm. “You have to jack me off for two minutes,” he commanded, thrusting his pelvis toward me. I willingly curled my fingers around the boy’s four inch phallus and pleasured his post for the allotted time.
“Now you’re turn,” Steven said, “What are you going to make him do now?” The girl had something in mind but was a little reluctant, then finally said, “Suck my titties.” Then she crawled up from beside me and pushed her chest out toward my face.
I was immediately concerned that there would be too little to grip with my lips. But after running my tongue around the pointed little nipples they perked up even more allowing me to slip one between my lips. Stephanie groaned and wrapped her arms around my head.
“Sharon said this will make ‘em grow,” she said, just above a whisper. Ignoring her brother’s offer to help, she moved to one side allowing me to administer to the other small nipple. I let my hands roam over the girl’s bare and nicely rounded butt as I sucked. A little shiver went through Stephanie and she pulled back quickly looking a little flushed. My young friend was getting really turned on.
“I want to see how it feels. Suck mine, too,” Steven commanded, assuming the same position his sister had been in. It’s no secret that boy’s nipples at this age get sensitive from the raging, unbalanced hormones. But it had never occurred to me to try this before. So I was as curious as Steven as to how it would feel.
His chest was much flatter, of course. So my ministrations were mostly with my tongue. The boy’s stiff weenie bounced against my chest and I was tempted to move to engage it but held back fondling his back side as I had done with his sister. Remarking that it felt really “weird but good” Steven pulled back.
“Now you have to rub me for one whole minute,” Stephanie commanded, pulling my hand to her crotch. It was a welcome command and I cupped the petals of the girl’s naked sex with my fingers and pressed up and down. When my fingers parted the lips, picking up some moisture from the slit and slipped up over the little bump at the top, Stephanie exhaled and flexed her hips to meet my hand.
“It feels a lot better than when you do it yourself, doesn’t it,” Steven observed, his own hand was busy with himself. Steph only nodded before pulling back at the end of a minute. Her look clearly said she wished she had commanded more time.
“I know what I want now,” Steven announced, bouncing up again. Tilting his turgid weenie down with his fingers, he commanded, “Suck it for two minutes.”
“Oh, that’s gross,” Stephanie, responded.
“No it’s not,” her brother defended. “Boys do it to each other all the time and Jr. High girls do it for their boyfriends.” The blonde girl looked at me questioningly. I shrugged.
“It’s a command,” I said and bent to boy’s middle and sucked his stiff member into my mouth. Despite all the caustic comments about the practice when I was in Jr. High, I came to realize it was more common than admitted and enjoyed my efforts with Steven and Mark.
Stephanie watched closely as her brother plunged in and out of my mouth. I sensed he was getting close and it was time when he pulled out with comments of “way good” and “fantastic”.
“Why don’t you have him do it to you,” the boy suggested, as he leaned back wiping the spit from his shaft.
“What? What do you mean?” she asked.
“You know, lick you down there,” her brother said gesturing toward his sister’s crotch. She glanced at me sort of wide-eyed and questioning.
“I don’t know,” she said, considering. Would you ever, I mean… umm, want to?” She had heard of such things from some older girls but considered it just a rumor.
“Of course,” I answered. “It’s a command isn’t it?” She had no idea how badly I wanted to get my tongue in her bare crack. “Lay down,” I said and we shuffled around on the bed until Steph was on her back with her knees pulled up and spread apart. I moved between them and bent my head getting my best look yet at her hairless pussy. The outer lips were slightly darker than the sunshine deprived pale pelvis. They circled around the girl’s well pronounced mound. They were separated by the small tab of flesh that I had felt earlier. It looked more the shape of my little finger, though not even as large, with firmness on the end. It seemed to holding the crevice open slightly that ran down under the whole assemble to the crack of Stephanie’s slim butt.
Placing my hands on the inside of her pale thighs I glanced up to see a wide-eyed look of anticipation on the girl’s face. I had never done this before but, like most adolescents, I had rehearsed it many times in my mind fueled by articles in magazines. I touched my tong the pale thighs and licked upward moving slowly toward the main target. Reaching the apex I circled the rounded lips then dropped my tongue to the base of the crack and worked it up until I crossed over the little dangle of flesh. Stephanie gasped her approval.
“See I told you it felt good,” her brother interjected. Steph could only nod and let her head roll back as I plunged my tongue in her slit and traced up and down. The girls gasped her approval at my efforts for several minutes. Not wanting her to get off too quickly, in case it cooled her interest, I sat up and turned to her brother who was watching intently and stroking his four inch phallus.
“Your turn,” I said, “You need to try it.” The look on Steven’s face was reluctant. “Come on, just use your tongue.” I was amused that I was now instructing what I had just done for the first time.
“Well O.K., but only if she agrees to suck me later. Steph had lifted her head up disappointed at the interruption and only half nodded her consent. I moved back and Steven took my place. Tentatively he stuck out his tongue and touched it to the moist petals. Then with encouragement he pressed into the fold.
After some more coaching and minor improvement in his technique he pulled up announcing the end of his efforts, and reminding us that I was the slave and should be answering commands. Stephanie had decided that the attention that was being given to her naked pussy was quite enjoyable and expressed her disappointment when I concluded time had expired for my command.
The next challenge for my two young friends was to come up with more creative instructions for their slave. They finally succumbed to directing me on my back again while they probed and fondled at my boy parts. Steven rubbed his dick all over me while Stephanie conducted a hands-on comparison of her brother’s parts and mine. In a while the whole activity reverted to small orgy of touching and fondling, each of us trading around and rubbing our sex parts together.
“So this is where that stuff comes from that makes babies?” the blonde girl asked nonchalantly cupping my balls. I nodded. “And the boy has to put it in the girl so the stuff will go in?” she mused.
“Yes,” I confirmed. “It goes right in here,” I took the opportunity to reach over where the slim stood on her knees beside me, finger her bare pussy once again. She spread her legs a little letting my finger part her crevice.
Still studying the anatomical issue she said, “If most boys are this big when they grow up,” she pondered, “How does it ever fit?” She was lightly stroking my dick and moved my hand as she examined herself.
“Girls get bigger down there, too,” I suggested. “And they stretch when they’re ready to do it.” I was passing along the meager understanding I had from my own research, mostly from the playground and Playboy.
“Mine would probably fit,” Steven piped up. “Want to try it with me?”
“No dummy,” his sister retorted. “I want to try it with him,” and she swung one leg over mine and straddled my lap.
“Oh, my God!” I thought, “A ten year old girl wants to put my dick in her pussy. She wants to fuck.” Stephanie was on her knees over me and aiming my dick at her slit. “Umm, Steph, are you sure you want to do this?” She answered that she did and focused on aiming me between her legs rubbing over the little hole and gathering moisture. She pressed against my tip allowing the little folds of her pussy to surround the purple head like a scarf.
When the tip nestled in the opening Stephanie pressed down and I rolled my hips trying to gain entrance. Several times we tried and several times my dick would slip past or, even as hard as it was, it would bend a little and stop at the gate. Stephanie kept rubbing and pressing. My knob would nestle at the gate but simply not pass through. The frustration was being overpowered by the sensation of the moist little snatch rubbing over my dick head. As much as I wanted to hold back I couldn’t.
“Umm, Steph,” I warned, “Something’s going to happen.” Just as I was poised at the opening again the dam broke and spurts of sticky come pulsed in and over the little crack and mound. A small amount certainly went in to the little hole, but the vast majority splashed over Stephanie’s mid-section and back down over me.
“Oooh, yuk,” my little lover complained. “It’s all sticky and wet.” The girl’s brother just giggled and leaned over to observe.
Several sheets of tissue were employed and I coaxed Steph into the shower. When we washed off and went back in the bedroom, Steven had just finished bringing himself off. It was then that Stephanie complained that she hadn’t had the feeling yet, and asked about what Steven and I had done with our mouths.
I volunteered to administer again and the little vixen bounced up as I quickly guided her up over my chest settling her with her knees on either side of my head, and her bald pussy over my face. Her knees spread, dropping her lower and I raised my head just enough to lick from the bottom of her crevice upward through the slit and stopping to tickle her tiny clit with my tongue.
A gasp and a shudder went through the slim girl and she pressed down even more. We kept this up for at least ten or fifteen minutes to Stephanie’s delight. As soon as she began feeling my tongue in her small snatch the girl began writhing, plunging her pelvis against my face. Another gasp and a shudder and then another plummeted through the slim body as small pre-teen orgasms rippled through her loins.
A hand took hold of my dick jerking me off; I sensed Steven was doing the same to himself. When he observed his sister going limp he said, “Slide down, lay on top of him.” She complied almost reluctantly pulling her pussy away from my face and sliding down my chest.
As she moved lower I felt her brother holding my dick pointing toward her. “Slide back some more,” Steven directed, and as she did I felt the tip of my dick poised again at Stephanie’s small hole.
I could feel the wetness coming from her hole and the opening covering the tip. But when I pressed harder trying to enter, Stephanie grunted a mild objection. The tightness was too much and my dick slid passed and traveled up the small crevice. When the girl felt the shaft slide under her and the end touch her small clit, she settled down on it and ground herself against it.
It was warm and slick on the underside of my dick, and her slit was slipping steadily up and down on it. She began riding it like a pony and a look of satisfaction came over her face. We were fucking but without penetration.
The slim blonde began grinding even harder on my dick and I met her motion with mine. I could feel Steven’s hand probing at his sister’s pussy and my balls. A look of amazement came over her cute face and her blue eyes widened as her mouth dropped open in a quiet “Ahh”. I began to fell spasm go through her and she dropped down pressing her chest against me still humping.
“I’m gonna’ come,” I warned as I felt my eruption rising again finally spewing upward in between us. The warm stickiness only served to excite the ten-year-old more as she humped until another spasm racked her body.
I hugged her to me as she collapsed limply on top of me. After I stroked her hair and her naked back for a few minutes she lifted her head and looked at me grinning. I had very nearly had my first fuck and for sure had enjoyed the most amazing orgasm. Without knowing for sure if all of the shudders had been, I was sure this amazing little girl had enjoyed at least one major come as well.
“Wow, you guys really got off, but it didn’t go in. Now let me try,” Steven said. Stephanie rolled off to my side on her back. Her face was flushed and a fine glisten of moisture was on her face and body. The girl looked at her brother who was pointing his turgid little tool between her legs. She didn’t say anything but her look was giving him permission. She let her knees spread apart and Steven crawled up between them.
Without allowing time to mop the ample puddle of sticky come from our stomachs, Steven moved over his sister and with one hand between them began aiming and probing with his stiff little stick.
“Come on sis, help me out. Mine’s smaller maybe it will go in.” It was obvious that Stephanie was still horny and willing. She raised her hips up and reached for her brother to guide him. Watching from the side I grabbed a pillow and slid it under the girl’s pale hips just in time to see the end of Steven’s little dick slip inside his sister’s pussy.
“Stephanie gasped at the intrusion she had been anxious for, and closed her teeth over her bottom lip as her brother pressed his tool past the minor resistance. Steven was resting on outstretched arms with his sisters hands resting over his elbows. The three of us were all looking at the junction of the two preteen bodies where Steven was now completely imbedded in his sister.
“Oh man, it feels good doesn’t it?” Steven observed, looking up at his sister’s face. “Umm, hmm,” she hummed. Instinctively Steven began moving his hips creating some movement of his slim shaft. Stephanie responded in kind and in a few minutes they were humping like experienced lovers. It was absolutely the most erotic scene I could have imagined and my hand found my resurgent tool.
Steven’s slim butt, pale to lines of his swimming suit, moved steadily into the v of his sister’s legs. They studied each other’s faces almost seriously. When his temp increased he slipped out a couple of times. They moved quickly to re-insert it. It was probably only a few minutes but it seemed like a long time before Stephanie began to make small noises. Then she splayed her knees out wider and gripped her brother’s bare butt cheeks pulling him in rhythm.
Bending closer letting their middles touch, Steven picked up the pace just as Stephanie groaned and shuddered. The boy kept moving until a few seconds later. “I’m going to come,” he groaned and flexed his hips haltingly between his sister’s legs.
The scene was too much for me and another shot of come wet my crusty stomach.
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