Trascinati via… - Racconti Erotici

Trascinati via…

... softer appearance that models spend a fortune in make-up to achieve. Topping off this pleasant packed was her light brown hair, which she had tied back in a short ponytail, but which usually framed her face.

“Ray,” she breathed so quietly I could barely hear her, “I feel…” She trailed off, but I knew what she meant, I was feeling the same way myself, horny as hell.

“Ray, can I…?” she started to say then fell silent with her blush growing deeper.

Something told me that the end of the sentence would have been ‘touch it’ and I thrilled to the thought of her soft, warm hand rubbing on my cock.

“Yes,” I breathed softly, caught up in the moment.

Her eyes widened as she took another step closer, then another and another until she was standing a mere six inches or so from me, her tongue flicked over her lips leaving a glistening trail of saliva as she tentatively reached out to touch my cock.

I shivered as she touched my skin, tingles of excitement shooting up my back as she gently stroked my erection from root to tip before closing her hand around it; when her hand started to slowly move on my cock I gave a low moan of pleasure.

“Can I…?” I breathed hopefully.

“Yes,” she replied immediately.

My hands trembled as I raised them to her boobs; Carole closed her eyes as I stroked her pliant mounds then teased her nipples between thumb and forefinger for a while before squeezing her boobs gently. I heard my sister draw a sharp breath as I returned part of my ...

... attentions back to her nipples, my other hand slid down over her chest and stomach to her pussy; she gasped as my fingers touched her slit then slid along it between her pouting pussy lips and her hand tightened around my cock making me groan.

Gently I ran my fingers along her slit, tracing and exciting it at the same time; my sister’s hand was moving faster on my cock and I knew that it wouldn’t be long before she made me climax, and I was determined to make that pleasure mutual by quickly moving my fingers to where our sex education text books said the clitoris should be.

Sure enough I found a small, hard button that made my sister shiver when I rubbed it with my thumb. Our eyes met and I smiled at her as I pressed more firmly on her clit while teasing her nipples more demandingly; in return her hand was moving even faster on my cock, her grip firm and demanding.

With a moan of excitement I let my thumb rub on my sister’s clit while my fingers slid down to her wet hole, they sank into her and Carole gave a little cry as I started to slide them in and out of her at a speed that matched her hand on my cock.

Suddenly Carole was backing away from me, though her hand still gripped my cock forcing me to move with her, a moment later she fell back on her bed with me falling on top of her. She let go of my cock and started to push at my hand in her pussy, when I removed it she began to tug at my shoulders.

Without thinking I pressed my cock to her pussy and felt it ...