Sneaky

by now i can't really remember where i got the photos. Should be Cu-cu or a link on the side of that site

I lean forward on the pretext of reading the words on the screen. Watching him from the corner of my eye, i surreptitiously place my hand on his dick for support. He shifts uncomfortably. From his position i know he can look down my shirt. Oh the joys of being tall.

I drum my fingers lightly on his dick, stroking slowly as i lick my lips. He casually casts a glance behind me, where loud, noisy music is playing from the computer where my sister is sitting. Satisfied that she cannot see what i am doing, he turns back to me and gives me a warning glare.

I pretend not to notice. Instead, i shift my hand away from his growing bulge and stroke my own clit.

The bulge in his pants is growing. I bite my lip as i stroke slowly, allowing the pleasure to wash across my face in a myriad of expressions. His gaze bounces nervously between my sister and i. He's afraid she'll hear me, despite the headache-inducing noise already blaring from her speakers. Suddenly, he grabs my arm and announces that we should go watch television.

We shuffle quickly out of the room. On the sofa, he settles down, shifting his dick into a more comfortable position in his pants. I kneel next to him and push my ass out, wiggling it provocatively. He is quiet for a moment. Suddenly, he pushes my upper body such that it's resting on some cushions in front of me, my ass in the air. He pinches and gropes me, shifting my shorts out of the way to examine the warm, wet patch on the crotch of my black panties.

He extends a finger and rubs my clit in gentle, up-down strokes. The touch is barely there, and i moan softly as i push against him. He moves with me, always teasing. Slowly, he sweeps his finger in a slow, luxurious movement, up my slit and down again, never lingering.

Then he leaves me there. I turn back and beg. He smiles and kisses me.

"No. You make me cum."

I jump up, grab his hand, pull him into the little room under the stairs. I shut the door silently behind us, cutting off most of the light. In the darkness, i can barely see where i'm going; not that i need to. I drop to my knees in the cramped space and free his dick.

The distinctive taste is sorely missed. I swirl my tongue around the tip, making gentle sucking noises as i caress his balls. The concrete floor is cold beneath my knees. The place smells musky, with a mixture of his scent. I am lost in the moment; i can't see anything anyway. Something warm drips onto my thigh. I pause momentarily but his hand snakes forward, pulling me back. I resume, his hand pressed at the back of my head. Strains of the noise from the upstairs computer drift down to us, punctuated by soft gasps from him and the occasional sucking noise.

Suddenly, his hand is pushing my head faster. I push my knees wider apart for stability, taking the opportunity to flick my finger against my clit.

god, am i horny.