I made it up to my room and shut the door. I was nearly giddy with the excitement. Strangely though, my cock was still hard despite it all. In fact, the dangerous element seemed to add to my stimulation. I knew I had to take care of business before this got out of control. So, I turned on the TV and picked out a porn movie from my burgeoning collection. I knew just the one, too, and it featured a gorgeous thick blonde who reminded me a lot of… well, Julia, to be honest. I put in the movie, removed my sweat pants, grabbed the remote, and walked over to my bed. I had just laid back on my bed when I heard the door open.
“What are you doing in here?” whispered Julia as she poked her head in the door. This was bad. Very bad. I pulled the sheet up over my crotch, stopped the movie, and threw the remote on the other side of the bed.
“I’m just… just lying down for a bit,” I stammered. “I didn’t sleep well last night.”
“With the TV on?” she asked. “Playing static?”
“Yeah, it … uh… helps me relax,” I said. Please, let this be enough to satisfy her curiosity, I thought to myself.
But it wasn’t. “You’re full of shit,” she said. “Let me see what you were watching.”
“None of your business!” I gasped. “Just let me take a nap in peace.”
“So you get a hardon looking at your sister’s ass,” she said, “and now you’re up here watching some mystery program with your pants off. And I’m supposed to believe you were about to take a nap?”
“I don’t care what you believe,” I said. I was in knots by that time, almost shaking. I was just praying for this to be over. “And besides, I wasn’t looking at your ass.” Stupid. Just shut up.
“Oh, so you were looking at Janie’s ass then,” she said. “I’ll just go give her the good news. Let’s see how she feels about that, you little pervert.” She turned to walk out of the room.
“No, no wait, don’t… I mean, OK, I guess I was looking at your ass. I’m sorry,” I wheezed. I wasn’t sure if this was any better than the alternative, but I was terrified. I guess it was better that just my sister thought I was a creep, rather than her and her friend. “It just… I mean, it just happened. I wasn’t paying attention.”
She came back into the room and shut the door. “So, what are you watching in here, then?” she asked. This was only going to get worse, I knew.
I couldn’t even answer. She walked over to the bed and reached for the remote. I grabbed it before she could get it and threw it onto the other side of the bed. That did nothing to deter her, however, and she climbed up onto the bed, right over the hardon that still raged within my briefs. I tried to grab for it again, but she was too fast. After a brief wrestling match, she had the remote. She leaned back and came to rest, straddling my crotch.
“Let’s see what you’re really watching,” she purred. It didn’t seem to matter to her that she was right on top of my cock as it strained against my underwear. I wriggled and twisted to try to get my way out from underneath her, but only succeeded in grinding my cock further into her pajama-covered pussy.