Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fuck: You Owe Me: 2 The thought of another girl explaining female masturbation to Laura ran through Chris's mind. Combined with the still-present image of her on her bed with her hands in her pants, he was starting to get hard again. And smelling her perfwasn't helping. If they kept this up, he was going to have to reposition himself soon to hide his bulge.

"And what do you think?" he asked. "Do you like it?" She bit her lip again and this ther eyes never left his, but if felt she was looking through him. Or maybe she was looking deep inside him. He suddenly felt very exposed. He couldn't break her gaze.

"Yes," she answered softly.

After a moment, he was finally able to look out the window and away from her. An awkward silence hung between them briefly. Then she asked, "How did you know... what to do?" "What do you mean? Like, how to do it? How to get off?" She nodded. "Yeah." He shrugged. "Uh, I don't know. Just comes naturally." Then he added, "No pun intended." It took her a second, but then she broke out laughing. "That's funny," she said, almost impressed. One thing about Laura, her laugh was contagious. Chris had never heard a truer, more innocent laugh.

"Would you show me?" She asked it so plainly that Chris wasn't sure at first what exactly she meant. But then her eyes darted to his khakis and he saw the small tent beginning to rise.

He sat up quickly, leaning forward and sitting Indian style, trying to hide it. But he was also still laughing, more so now, partly because he honestly thought the whole situation was absurdly funny, and partly because he was, of course, a little embarrassed.

She turned instantly soothing, laughing along with him, but also putting a hand on his arm. "It's okay, please, don't be embarrassed!" He stammered through his laugh. "Why do you - why do you want, um" - laugh - to" - clearing his throat - "um... why?" Her hand rubbed his arm; it was comforting. When he looked at her, her eyes were incredibly soft and caring. "Well," she started. "I'm curious. And... you're the guy I'm closest with. I mean, Chris, you may not be my brother by blood, but you're the closest thing I've got to one. I just..." She looked away for a moment, ordering her thoughts. "I'm close with you and I'm curious, and I figured it wouldn't hurt to ask." His lips had gone dry. He licked them.

"Besides," she added with a playful smile. "You showyours, I'll show you mine." He laughed again and so did she. At this moment, he felt closer to his stepsister than he ever had with anyone before. He'd dated his fair share of girls, too, but none had disarmed and put him at ease as much as Laura just had.

"In that case," he said, "I have a confession to make." He looked up at her, into her big beautiful eyes. He wondered if she would take this well. "I already saw you." Her hand froze on his arm. She hung there motionless, her eyes darting back and forth between his, searching. "When?" He grimaced slightly. "Twenty minutes ago. When you were on your bed. The door was a little open. I didn't want to embarrass you, but..." He swallowed. "I couldn't look away, either." He decided not to mention what she'd moaned. Unless she brought it up. And even then, maybe he'd lie and say he hadn't heart anything.

As he studied her frozen face for any kind of reaction at all, a small smile slowly spread back across lips. "Well, then," she said, and leaned forward so that her mouth was less than an inch from his. When she whispered, he felt her breath on his face and it smelled of cinnamon.

"You. Owe. Me." And then she kissed him. Light and innocent, a very slight, barely noticeable peck on the lips.

She'd never kissed him before. Ever.

His cock sprang up in his pants. The fact that she continued to hang nose-to-nose with him even after the kiss made him even harder.

He looked around the master bedroom. "Here?" She smiled. "Wherever you want." His stepsister's kiss and his ever-hardening cock began to embolden him. He decided if he was going to this, might as well make it as memorable as possible. Though, really, he knew there was no way he'd forget anything about today.

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Her smile widened with excitement and her eyes glimmered again. "Okay." Then she looked down into his lap. "Are you okay to walk?" He couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, I can walk." He brought his hand over to adjust himself but she caught it in hers and locked her fingers with his. He looked up at her, saw that her eyes were locked with his, then felt her other hand move to his pants. His breath caught when it slid inside, her fingers floating through his pubic hair and wrapping around his shaft. They sat their motionless for a moment, eyes and fingers locked together, her hand around his cock, lightly holding it. She ran her thumb over the tip, sending chills through his body, then adjusted him, pressing his dick against his abdomen.

"Better?" she asked.

He nodded, unable to speak for the moment, he was so surprised by her forwardness. With a knowing smile, she took the hand that hers was locked with and led him from the master bedroom and down the hall to hers.

She closed and locked the door, even though neither one of their parents was expected hfor an hour. "Better safe than sorry," she explained.

She led him to her bed, and he was fully aroused now, being in the room where she'd just fingered herself not half an hour before. He thought he could almost smell her juices.

"How do you want me?" he asked. It was all so surreal to him. This was probably the most unexpected thing he could have imagined happening that day.

"Here," she said, and she took his legs and spread them out in a V and kneeled between them. She took hold of his shirt and pulled it off over his head. Seeing his bare chest, she stopped for a minute, running her hands lightly over his skin, feeling his build.

Chris wasn't in the best shape of his life, but he wasn't unfit either. In high school he'd run track, and he still had a certain natural muscle tone. Then her hands drifted lower, over his abdomen, and to his pants, where she proceeded to unsnap them and lower the fly.

She stopped then, looking up into his eyes as she took hold of the waist and inched his khakis and boxers down over his hips, revealing his hard-on. The cool air of the room was refreshing against his nakedness. Only after his cock had been freed did she break from his eyes and look down at it. She smiled.

"Definitely better than a book." They both smiled, and then she sat back on the bed between his legs.

Surprisingly, he wasn't embarrassed anymore. Now that he was exposed, he felt totally comfortable. In fact, he'd never been more turned on in his life. "Now what?" he asked.

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So the prudish, asexual Laura was still in there after all. Chris smiled. She was so fucking cute. "What? I'm sorry, I didn't catch that." Her eyes returned to his. Their sparkle said she liked what he was up to. She spoke louder this time. "I said, I want to watch you play with yourself." He turned an ear toward her like a deaf old man. "You wantto play with what?"

"With yoursel-" She cut herself off, finally seeing where this was going.

Leaning forward, her hands on the onward, insides of his bare thighs, she drilled her eyes into his. This tshe was soft-spoken, but there was nothing timid about her. "I want you to play with your cock for me." She leaned a little closer, and one of her hands trailed fingertips upward from the base of his balls to the tip of his dick as she said, "I want to watch you cum, Chris." Staring into her eyes, he could have melted, and at that moment, he most likely would have done anything she'd asked. Never looking away from her, he wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, and slowly started pumping.

Laura leaned back again on the bed, but left her hands on his inner thighs, gently massaging. She watched his hand as it pumped up and down. She noticed a drop of milky liquido m squeeze but from the top and trickle down the shaft. She lowered herself to her stomach, laying flat on the bed between his spread legs, an grabbing a pillow for her head, watching intently as his pace quickened. Her face was no more than a few inches from his shaft. She hadn't thought it could get any bigger or harder, but as Chris steadily stroked his cock, it did.

Chris's eyes never left his stepsister's face. She was so enthralled by his throbbing dick, and the proximity of her face he could feel her breath against his balls. Even though he'd just jerked off in the shower recently, he knew he wasn't going to last long.

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