Author: Siscentis
Title: Sharing My Room with My Sister
Part: Part 4
Summary: Brad's sister helps him watch some porn, getting her own
ideas for a repayment.
Keywords: inc, mf, oral, cons, rom


Copyright © by the Author, 2014

Author's note: this story was previously posted on XNXX by myself
under the name "hardandsoft". This version is corrected and
edited.

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I woke up slowly feeling something unusual. Typically I woke up
feeling groggy, but today something was different. I lay there a
moment, head swirling, and realized what it was: a tickling
sensation running up my thigh. It reached the leg of my
boxer-briefs and paused only a moment before I felt them be
pulled up and something slide in underneath. The sensation slid
over the last bit of thigh and started running up and down my
slowly growing dick.

More awake now, I opened my eyes and saw my sister Abby standing
over me. "Time to wake up," she said. "It’s Saturday. Mom wants
to talk to us about my room." She ran her finger along my dick
one last time, then pulled her hand out and left.

Three nights ago a storm had smashed a window in my sister's
room, forcing me to share my room with her until the damage was
repaired. Having trouble making friends at school, she'd turned
to me for comfort. She had convinced me to share the bed with her
instead of sleeping on the floor, leading to the three hottest
nights of my life. Though we'd both wanted it, our mutual
nervousness and fear had nearly stopped us. Just the night
before, Abby had been set up on a date by her former friend. The
guy had tried to push her too far and her friend had called her a
prude. When we got home and into my room, she'd shown me how
wrong they were. Outside my room, we had to pretend to be
something else, but while we were alone in there, we could let
loose with each other.

Mom told us that, in order to try to save some money on repairs,
she and I (mostly me) would have to do some of the work. After
breakfast I moved her furniture and other stuff out to the
garage. As we cleaned up, Abby discovered that her computer
wasn't working anymore. "The water must have shorted it out.
Should have had a surge protector on it," I told her.

"I need my computer to work on homework," she said.

"Just use your brother's until we can get you a new one," Mom
said impatiently.

A week before, the very idea of anyone else getting on my
computer would have terrified me. No one, not even Abby or Mom,
entered my room very often and no one period ever used my
computer. Because of that, I hadn't gone to much effort to hide
the porn I regularly viewed on it. If Abby so much as looked
through my bookmarks, she'd run across links to my favorite
sites. After the last couple of nights, the thought was somewhat
exciting now. Even so, some of those sites had some pretty nasty
stuff on there, and I worried if it would be too much for Abby.
I'd have to try to clear some of it off today when she wasn't
around.

As I set about starting on pulling the carpet out, the laundry
service came by to drop off Abby's clothes, newly cleaned after
being soaked. She grabbed them and headed into my room to sort
through them. I worked alone in her room for several hours
pulling off the baseboards, definitely in to hurry to get her
room back together. Wearing some of her returned clothes, Abby
came in from my room through the bathroom which directly
connected our rooms. Even though it was a little chilly in her
room from the broken window, she wore a tank top and some shorts,
her usual sleep wear but not around-the-house garb.

"It’s so nice to have my clothes back," she said, turning in a
pose in front of me. The shorts were very short, and just a bit
of the curve of her ass cheeks peeked out at the bottom. Her tank
top was white without a bra underneath. The bumps of her nipples
were clearly visible through it. "I moved stuff out of some of
your drawers into the closet to make room for my clothes." I
nodded, trying not to stare too much. She smiled at me and
casually dropped both of her thumbs inside the front of her
waistband, pushing it down slightly. As I half-heartedly pulled
at a baseboard, she sunk the waistband lower until her I could
see just a bit of her short, curly, fire-red pubes sticking out
the top. Holding it there a moment, she said, "I was surfing the
web for my English homework and saw you had some interesting
bookmarks on there." She turned and walked through the bathroom
back into my room. I got up and followed.

"Uh, what, exactly, were you looking at?" I asked, trying to hide
the embarrassment that was swelling within me, despite my
excitement.

"Just some Literature study group forums," she said. I slowly
came into the room and cautiously peeked around until I could see
the screen. It looked to be an analysis of Hamlet. "This stuff
here is pretty boring. Anyway, you'd better get back in there.
We'd hate for Mom to have to come looking for you." She pushed me
back toward the bathroom and shut the door behind me.

I headed back in a pulled weakly at baseboards, wondering what
Abby was up to. After a couple more hours it was late afternoon,
and I decided to quit for the day. I headed back into my room and
found Abby lying on my bed, the computer monitor switched off.
"Find what you needed online?" I asked her.

"Yep," she replied. She lay back on the bed and stretched her
arms behind her. She opened her legs wide and pressed the bottom
of her feet together. The fabric of her shorts was pulled tightly
across her pussy, barely covering her hole. On either side, the
gentle curve and fuzz of the outside of her pussy lips stuck out.
Before I could think to do something, she stood up and headed for
the door. "I'm going to go watch some TV for a while," she said.
I breathed out in frustrated disbelief, and she smiled slyly as
she went.

I sat down at my computer desk and clicked on the monitor to find
that my sister had left some browsers open. It was clear from the
page titles that she had been surfing from my porn bookmarks. I
should warn you something here: when this happened it was still
the earlier days of the internet, and while porn was plentiful,
videos weren't streaming. With the bandwidth in those days, it
took a few minutes to download clips, so much of my porn was
clips and simple pictures or picture series.

The first page showed a series of pictures of a guy fingering a
girl's pussy. The thought of my sister looking at this turned me
on, and alone in my room, I slid my dick from my pants and pushed
them to the floor. After going through them, I clicked to the
next window. In another series, a blonde was giving a handjob. By
now I was stroking my dick in a steady pace.

A movement in the corner of my eye made me glance up at the
bathroom door, which I saw was standing partway open. On the
other side stood my sister, her hands behind her back leaning in
to get a view of me. Seeing that I saw her, she pushed the door
open and stepped in, closing it behind her. "Don't stop on my
account. There's nothing good on TV so I decided to chill here
for a bit." She sat down on the bed behind me and stretched to
look over my shoulder. "Oh, I liked that one, too. After looking
at that site for a while, that one was one of my favorites."

She reached around me and grabbed the mouse, clicking on the next
window. The series showed a brunette sitting next to a guy,
leaning over giving him a blowjob. I realized that it was almost
the exact same position that we'd been in the night before. She
clicked one of the images. It was a close-up of the blowjob. The
girl gripped his dick in her hand and had it deep inside her
mouth. "Maybe that one will help you out." I looked up at her
standing over me, then focused back on the computer and started
stroking again. She clicked back and selected another image.
While the girl was still sucking, the guy had reached around to
touch her pussy, much as I had done to her.

She slid her left hand up my shirt and pulled it up above my
stomach, wrapping arm around my chest. She clicked through a few
more images. I looked up at her again and saw her eyes gazing at
my dick in my hand. "Enjoying the show?" I asked.

"Definitely. You're having such a good time, I don't want to
interfere too much." I stroked a little faster, my eyes now
locked on her face instead of the screen. I remembered the sight
of my cum splattered across her cheeks and hair. "There's
something there I downloaded for you," she said, opening a folder
on my desktop. It was a video. She hit play and let go of the
mouse, wrapping her other arm around my chest as well, still
looking over my shoulder.

In the video was a redhead. She had long hair and her skin looked
nearly as pale and soft as Abby's. She stripped off her clothes,
leaving on only a pair of black stockings. After a few poses, she
sat on a bed and spread her legs apart. She ran her fingers over
her shaved pussy, playing with herself.

Abby reached her right hand down and ran her fingers along my
thigh as I kept masturbating. She traced up until her finger just
barely brushed my balls, then moved up and caressed the back of
my hand as it moved. Beads of pre-cum began sliding down the tip
of my dick. Abby took her finger and wiped it up, then brought it
up to her lips. She closed her eyes and slowly and sensually
licked it up. She put her fingertip in her mouth and sucked off
what was left, moaning slightly to tease me.

I could hardly believe it. For years I had known her as my shy
little sister who always seemed uncomfortable with just about
everything. Around everyone else, she would hardly say two words.
But now in this room with me another part of her entirely seemed
to be awakening.

She reached back for the mouse. The first video had ended and she
clicked open a second, which had the same girl. The guy had come
in and was licking around the lips of her pussy. Abby's hand
reached back down to my thigh and quickly traced their way to my
balls. We both watched the video, and with me stroking at high
speed she took two fingers and lightly caressed around my balls.
Her fingers rubbed a little circle around my sack, then traced
around the outside, stopping underneath to tickle the a little
more.

In the video, the guy had started flicking his tongue across her
clit. Knowing I didn't have long, I took my free hand and placed
it on hers. I guided her thumb to the base of my dick near my
stomach, and then pulled her fingers on the skin right underneath
my balls. I squeezed her hand, causing her to tighten a grip in
just the way I often did when I jerked off. I released her hand
and she held me, squeezing firmly but not too tightly. I reached
my free arm around behind me and grabbed onto her bare shoulder.

Barely even aware of the woman cumming on the movie, I came hard
myself, splattering across my stomach. With each shot that
spurted I felt myself pulsing under my balls against the firm
squeeze of Abby's fingers.

She kissed my neck, and then ran her tongue along my ear. She
cupped my balls and squeezed them slightly. "Looks like you're
totally spent. That's ok; my turn can wait until tonight." She
kissed my neck. "Maybe there's something on TV now. You should
come with me, we can find a movie." As she released my balls, she
ran her fingers gently across them and then up the length of my
shaft before turning away and leaving the room.

After dinner we sat in the living room and watched a movie with
Mom. Halfway through, Abby left to take a shower and get ready
for bed. My aided masturbation took enough edge off that I
managed to sit and watch the rest of the movie until Mom went to
bed.

Entering my room, I found Abby standing in the closet facing away
from me looking through her clothes. She was wrapped in her bath
towel. Her red hair was still damp and hung along her back. She'd
heard me come in but had remained where she was, only turning her
head slightly to see me in the corner of my eye. When she was
sure I'd seen her, a soft smile came on her face. She closed her
eyes and tilted her turned head away from me, seeming to beckon
me to her neck.

I walked up behind her and placed my hands on her bare shoulders.
I leaned my head down and started placing kisses along her neck,
working my way from near her shoulder to just behind her ear.

She tugged the towel open in the front and let it fall to the
floor, leaving her naked next to me. She turned towards me
slightly more, stretched towards me and kissed me. For a few
moments we stood there, and I enjoyed her soft lips melting into
mine. Then she turned and pushed me gently out of the closet.

I stood for a moment and just looked at her standing directly
under the single light bulb of my closet, much as I had seen her
naked for the first time days before, but without the same
reservations. Her legs were long and slender. Though still young
and skinny, her body was tantalizingly round in her soft face,
firm tits and ass. Her skin was a pale, creamy white all over her
body except for the freckles sprinkled across her cheeks,
shoulders, and arms. The white skin naturally drew attention to
the bright red color of her long hair and wispy pubes, which
tapered neatly into the fuzz covering her barely visible pussy
lips.

She gave me a moment to stare. "Excuse me," she said, and then
slid past me out of the closet. She got onto the bed at the foot,
and then slowly crawled on all fours up it, giving me a perfect
view of her ass and pussy. Once at the head of the bed, she
reached over to the computer desk and started pulling up her
download folder again. As she navigated, clearly knowing where
she wanted to go, she wiggled her butt playfully in the air. She
started playing a video and turned over onto her back, her eyes
never so much as glancing at me. Her hand went down between her
legs and started to pet her own pussy. Her finger traced around
her hole a few seconds as she stared at the computer, and then
began wiggling its way between her moist lips and finally slowly
plunged deep into her pussy.

In the video, a girl sat back in a chair with her legs spread. A
guy kneeled down in front of her and started to flick his tongue
into her pussy. As his tongue touched her, Abby's hips raised up
slightly against her hand.

I got the hint, and didn't need to be told twice. I climbed onto
the bed and rested myself between her knees. As she continued
staring at the computer and fingering herself I took my hand and
began caressing the inside of her thigh, quickly making my way to
the top. Much like she had lightly caressed my balls earlier
while I masturbated, I lightly ran my finger along the outside of
one lip, almost tickling.

I stretched up farther and began placing kisses along her thigh,
retracing my fingers. When I reached about an inch from her
pussy, I paused. Though I'd fingered her several times already,
I'd never physically seen a real pussy this close before. Most of
the girls I'd seen online had shaved pussies with stretched out
parts that seemed to practically fall open. Between Abby's legs
was something quite different. Her flesh looked soft yet tight,
lightly covered with the red fuzz that I'd come to adore. Instead
of falling open, her lips seemed to be pulling themselves apart,
revealing soft pink inside. I felt my breath warming the air
between it and me. The part that drove me the most wild was the
sweet smell, unlike anything I'd imagined before.

Cautiously, I leaned in and lightly kissed her right lip. I
paused just a second, and then kissed the left one once, then
again, more deeply. I ran my tongue through her fuzz against her
flesh, switching back to the left. After a few passes, my traced
the inside of one lip, and then I finally and deeply delved into
the middle.

The taste of her juices was even better than the smell. She
moaned lightly, then released herself and moved both hands to my
head, running her fingers into my hair and pressing me into her
slowly thrusting hips. I slurped across her, more slowly than the
guy in the video. After a minute, I turned my head a bit and
started deeply kissing her pussy as I would her mouth, with my
lips pressing against hers and my tongue delved as deeply into
her pussy as I could get it.

The video clip had certainly run out, but she had clearly lost
interest in starting any more. She pulled me by my hair and
repositioned my mouth over the top of her pussy. "Lick my clit,"
she moaned to me between deep breathes, and I could tell she was
amazed as I was that she'd managed to say the words to me. I
flicked my tongue across her, and, finding its place, gently
circled around it, occasionally flicking across. Her hips rose up
more and her back arched to meet my mouth. I brought one hand up
and grabbed her ass.

My other hand moved to her pussy as I kept licking around her
clit and I slid a finger inside her. I stroked against the
texture of the inside of her vagina. Her breathing again
quickened along with her gentle moans, and I closed my lips
around her clit, sucking lightly. As I quickened my pace, I felt
her ass clench in my grip and, pressing my head more with her
hands, grinded against my mouth. I kept building the pace to a
furious pitch, until finally she came. With each pulse, her back
arched, her ass clenched hard and her pussy squeezed my finger
tight. I kept sucking and stroking to meet each pulse and felt
her juices flowing freely down my finger onto my hand.

She finally relaxed and slowly released my head. Holding my
finger inside her a bit longer, I took my tongue and gently
lapped her pussy around it, pulling in all of her sweetness I
could.