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Day 132
"What else do you want to do with me?" I asked.
"Lots of things. For starters, I need you to touch me down there," she said, her tone bold and direct. "I need to know how mine is and it's only fair since you touched her."
"I can do that, but over your pants or bare?" I asked.
"I'm not sure," she replied with uncertainty.
"Alright, well, let me know when you figure it out," I replied to distract her. And then I caught her off guard as I swiftly slipped my hand into her panties to touch her pussy, leaving her pleasantly surprised. At that moment I was too horny to care about incest. Plus with Lily I didn't feel anything wrong. We were just having some fun.
"Uhh.. mmh, are you putting your finger there?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity. "I'm still a virgin, bro," she added.
"You're soaking wet," I replied. "Wait a minute, did you just say you're a virgin?"
I put another finger inside her and started fingering her. I didn't know why I did that but it felt right.
"Stop, please. I'm sorry I lied to you," she moaned.
"Then stop moaning," I replied.
"I'll stop when you stop," she replied. Then she started moaning harder and I made her squirm when I put my thumb on her already hardened clit.
I began by gently caressing the area around the clitoris with my thumb. I used light pressure and circular motions to stimulate her arousal more. I increased the pressure when she wasn't holding back anymore. I was trying to find her G-spot. I know It's located on the front wall of the vagina, about 2-3 inches in. But you also have to pay attention to your partner to find it. her body language, moans, and verbal cues will tell you when you actually found it. I used a "come hither" motion with my fingers to stimulate her g-spot area. She was about to scream but she held her mouth shut but it wasn't strong enough while she was having her orgasm.
"Ahhhh, I'm gonna cum...Mmmmhhhhh...Aww Yea baby, F-FUCK... It feels so intense..." she cried.
"Now, do you want to hear whose pussy is softer and fluffier?" I teased
"Just give me a minute to catch my breath," she replied.
"Take your time, no rush," I replied, giving her space to collect herself.
"Did you do the same to her?" she asked, her voice slightly shaky.
"She just unknowingly ground against my crotch," I replied.
"And you just let it happen?" she asked.
"It happened pretty quickly," I replied.
"Wait a minute, your tone changed. You're not shy or embarrassed about these anymore," she said.
"Don't try to change the subject now. Why did you lie to me about losing your virginity?" I asked, feeling a mix of confusion and hurt. "I never asked you, but you shared with me and lied to me," I continued, wanting to understand her reasoning.
"How could I do that when you're always with me?" she replied, her voice tinged with frustration.
"Seriously. I was the one complaining that you spend too much time with me, even when we go out," I replied.
"So you want to punish me now?" she asked.
"No, but there's a reason you lied to me," I said gently, trying to understand her perspective.
"Okay, I wasn't ready," she replied, her tone subdued.
"So Luke was your pretentious boyfriend?" I asked, trying to piece together the situation.
"No, but I actually never felt comfortable enough to have sex with him. I was just... scared," she replied.
"Is that why you haven't cried or felt sad for your boyfriend or even mentioned him since we got here?" I asked.
"He broke up with me a long time ago," she replied quietly.
"And you also kept it a secret from me. Is it because you didn't let him do it with you?" I probed gently.
"Yeah," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Then you kept it secret because you were afraid I would find out about all of this?" I asked, feeling a mix of sympathy and frustration.
"Yeah," she nodded.
"You know, you should have told me. Now I can understand why you were so sad all winter. Did it happen around that time?" I asked, trying to piece together the timeline.
"Yes," she replied softly.
"I wish he was here with us now. I want to give him a good punch. Not for your pain though. I felt terrible seeing you sad all winter. I would feel satisfied if I could punch him," I said.
"I can make you satisfied." she replied, her tone suggestive.
"Do you even know how to do it?" I asked with a hint of teasing in my voice.
"Don't lump me in with Emily and Grace, Mr. Smarty Pants," she retorted.
"I just really want to see how different you are from them after all the similarities I can see now," I teased. "But your sad story made someone soft."
"I can make him hard again in a heartbeat," she said, placing my hand on her breast.
"I'm enjoying what you're doing but I think we shouldn't go any further," I said, trying to maintain some restraint despite the temptation. I didn't do anything about her boob. I was fighting with myself whether I should do it or not.
"Last time I checked, you're not religious," she said, placing her hand on my hard cock.
What the fuck when did she put my dick out of my pants? She wasn't lying then. She knows the stuff after all.
"What if Mom found out?" I asked.
"I'm not telling her, will you?" she replied, her hand pumping my cock as she tried to dismiss my worries.