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 perfume wasn'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 time her 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 - "me 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."

lips had gone dry. He

smile. "You show

At this moment, he felt closer to his stepsister than he ever had with anyone before. He'd dated his fair

a confession to make." He looked up at her, into

hung there motionless, her eyes

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

spread back across lips. "Well, then," she said, and leaned forward so that her mouth was less than

"You. Owe. Me."

innocent, a very slight, barely noticeable

never kissed him

continued to hang nose-to-nose with him even after the kiss made

looked around the

"Wherever you

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,

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"You're room," he said.

with excitement and her eyes glimmered again. "Okay." Then she looked down into his

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

"Better?" she asked.

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

the door, even though neither one of their parents was expected home for an

where she'd just fingered

him. This was probably the most unexpected

his shirt and pulled it off over his head.

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

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

better than a

and then she sat back