She peered around the edge of the big chair and watched him walking into the room and realized he wasn’t going to catch her in the act. “Did you have fun?”
“Mm, yes,” she purred. “This video is pretty hot.”
He glanced at it, knowing every scene very well. She hadn’t gotten off to anything special, just a blowjob scene where the woman spends the entire time sucking the guy’s dick while fingering herself. He liked that scene, too. “Did you get off?”
“Want to taste?” she offered, holding out her hand and offering her index and middle fingers to him.
“You’ll freak if I do it,” he said since that had been her reaction the last time.
“Do it,” she insisted with a playful grin. “I dare you.”
Standing next to her, he started sucking on her fingers and found they did taste like pussy. Her pussy. His sister’s pussy. He didn’t care. He was too busy admiring her full nudity. He could smell her pussy. He wished he could touch it and feel for himself how wet she was.
“You are so hard,” she said, staring directly at his cock. With her sitting and him standing, his cock was right on eye level for her. “Were you jerking off?”
“You said you wanted me dripping,” he said, letting go of her hand, but remaining pressed against the arm of the big chair where Mom always sat. None of that mattered to him as much as being hard in front of a naked woman.
“Can I touch it?” she asked in a tentative voice.
“Sure!” he quickly answered, thrilled at the idea and the moment her hand caressed his cock, his throbbing went into overdrive.
“Are you doing that?”
“No, you are,” he said, incredibly happy.
“For real?”
He felt played. Surely she would know how a man’s body worked. He said as much to her.
“I know this happens with other guys, too, but I never know for sure if they’re doing it or if it just sort of happens.”
“When you’re really excited, you can’t stop it from happening,” he explained.
Robin explored his cock, testing what would make it jump and throb. She soon discovered that simply running her finger lightly across the sensitive underside of his cock was enough to make it happen. “Does it feel like an orgasm?”
“Not even close,” he said through clenched teeth. Fuck, that felt good, but it wasn’t enough to make him cum. It was only enough to tease the hell out of him. He tried to explain it as best he could. “It makes me more excited, but not enough to get off.”
“But what if I keep doing this?” she asked with a playful grin as she kept lightly touching his cock just enough to drive him mad with desire.
“I don’t know,” he said, giving the only answer he had. “At some point, I guess I just do it myself.”
“Show me how you like it best.”
That felt like a strange request because she had already watched him jerk off twice. He put his hand around his cock and demonstrated how he did it. “I sort of wiggle the skin up and down like this.”
“So, short strokes, not long ones.”
“I don’t use long ones unless I’m trying to tease myself or I have some lotion.” He demonstrated wrapping his hand around his cock in a loose fist and very gently fucking his palm. That felt okay, but it always felt better with lotion. “Mostly, I do this,” he said, rearranging his fingers so he held his cock more like a flute. Pulling his hand away, he pointed to the most sensitive spot, the bundle of nerves left exposed by his circumcision. He had never thought about how or why his cock was like that, he only knew this part seemed to matter the most.
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