I found it pretty hot that my sister was jerking me off just as a way of occupying her hand while she pondered, but it was also kind of frustrating that it meant she wasn’t putting in any real effort at making me feel good. Her touches would sometimes be little more than feather-light caresses, her fingertips idly tracing paths back and forth across my shaft while I struggled not to grab her hand and make her do it properly.
Things gradually devolved as I got more and more handsy, and eventually stepped firmly behind Kylie and started grinding on her butt. I saw her smile in the mirror with a look of amused resignation. She’d almost certainly expected this to happen sooner or later.
“I guess that’s all the painting I can do for now,” she said.
“I think so, yeah,” I said. I grabbed Kylie’s boobs from behind and massaged them my both hands. “You can’t expect me to behave forever.”
“No. Indeed I can’t.”
Kylie set her supplies aside, then twisted in my grasp until she was facing me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She pressed her lower half firmly against me to trap my cock.
We made out for a few moments, then I put my hands under Kylie’s thighs and lifted her up. She squealed and clung to my neck as I carried her to her comfy chair. I set her down, and she smiled eagerly at me as she awaited my next move.
I knelt down in front of Kylie and pulled her knees apart. She scooted her butt forward as she guessed what I was up to.
She giggled nervously as I kissed my way up the inside of her thigh to her pretty little pussy. She spread her legs even wider for me and threw a hand over her mouth to muffle the adorable squeaks she made as I kissed dead centre between her hips.
I smiled at Kylie’s reaction, but didn’t let it distract me. My tongue flicked out along her bare slit, eliciting further sounds of girlish glee.
Kylie calmed down as she got used to my licks, but still moaned appreciatively at regular intervals and tangled her fingers in my hair. Her thighs occasionally squeezed against my face until she remembered to give me room to work.
“Mmm. That’s nice,” she breathed.
I patted her leg and kept licking.
Kylie seemed happy to settle in and let me do my thing for as long as I wanted. I, on the other hand, was too horny for that. After getting my sister all nice and warmed up, I wrestled her around so that I could sit in the chair where she’d been, and she had to take my lap. She didn’t much seem to mind the switch up.
Kylie wriggled around and got comfortable, which only turned me on more, as if I needed it. She settled in facing me, with her pussy pressed right up on my cock. Her eyes gleamed impishly as she rocked gently back and forth against me.
I didn’t give her much of a chance to tease me. I simply lifted her up and let her come down on my erection. She reached down to guide me in. Her eyes closed to slits and she hissed in pleasure as she slowly sank down.
We sat totally still at the end, my shaft engulfed within Kylie’s warm pussy. I still wanted more, still wanted to lie her back and fuck her hard and fast, but somehow the urge to get off wasn’t sufficiently strong to break the moment. Just feeling my sister, seeing her, smelling her, it was enough.