She was lying back on the arm of the couch, a pillow behind her back, a bowl of popcorn resting at the junction her legs. The leave alone leg was bent up at the knee, resting against the back of the sofa, the right stretched along the cushions. She was stirring the popcorn with her odd mitt, the other holding the remote control, surfing television channel. I tapped her foot"Move it, I want to sit."

five looked up at me insolently"Ca n't you sit over there ?"she nodded toward the wanton electric chair,"I 'm comfy"she protested but raised her foot so I could slew my butt under it then let it plop back down, her blackguard made a dent in my thigh.

"I ca n't attain the Zea mays everta from there, wha'chu watching ?"She was watching the screen change but I was moving my middle up her bare leg to where her curtly chick rested across her second joint. Under the prat of the yellow plastic popcorn roll I could clearly see the whiteness cotton wool pantie that covered her genitalia. The material was printed with tiny blue Myosotis scorpiodes flowers. Not likely.

She had to cognise she was giving me a great up-skirt shot but she did n't appear to be bothered by my staring."nix yet, I just got here. mitt me my washing soda ?"I retrieved her C from the end table and she traded me the remote for it. I began flipping channels as she nibbled and sipped.

The flat-screen flickered with changing conniption as I pushed through interminable epithelial duct of later Nox infomercials and talking heads. I rested my deal on her ankle as we concentrated on the flickering paradigm."Wait, occlusion, back up"Phoebe said. I pushed the reverse button to a movie I 'd seen before, a Martin Lawrence comedy."Keep it, I like this one."

I lifted my hand off her invertebrate foot and grabbed a handful of popcorn then settled back to watch T. E. Lawrence try to carjack Tim Jerome Robbins. The movie was fun to watch but the guessing of her genital organ was enticing, my eyes kept wandering up the length of her leg to the intimate view of her body. My mental imagery was running amok, inventing vision of what she looked like under the flowered panty. All girls are equipped the same, they all have pussies, but in my experience they do n't look alike. Some are soft, fluffy with comfortable looking lips, others may be more defined, thin, with boldly projecting labia. The thatch of pubic hair, was it dense and dark or melt off and light ? Maybe she trimmed or shaved or climb. I could only venture, I 'd never seen her unclothed. She shifted her ass, getting more comfortable which cause her leg to widen even further, the heel on my thigh dug into me as she balanced then settled back down. Now the view included stands of pubic tomentum peeking around one leg mess. Two silent questions were answered, she did n't plane the black brown hair.

I was getting aroused. My mother fucker was taking an interest group in the girl on the couch.

I kicked my metrical unit out of my shoes and stretched my legs out, heels on the coffee tabular array, my deal was empty of popcorn so I laid it over her leg again, this time just above the knee. My finger wrapped around the leg lightly, she did n't appear to beware as we continued to watch TV.

We talked sporadically about cypher significant for 10 minutes or so then she to up to go to the lavatory. When she came back she reclined back on the couch cushion but put both legs full duration across the cushion resting on me. She turned to her side with both feet lodged over my stage. Her skirt covered her thighs but she moved the top leg so that again I was getting another eye shot of her cotton fiber covered crack. She grabbed another helping of Zea mays everta and munched nonchalantly as if we were side by slope in a house. I put my handwriting back on her leg and she did n't protest.

It took only moments for my hormone to kick in so I made a boldface passing at her as my cock grew fat. I curved my finger around her lower thigh and began to massage it with my fingertips. She acted as if nada was going on, ignoring the caress, so I moved from finger tips to hale hand. She did n't look at me or say anything to me but twisted slightly to drink from her soda. When she did the gap between her upper wooden leg widened, she gave me a upright panorama. Not only had the vista improved, I had more room to move my handwriting so I took reward. I stroked the inside of her leg and felt a slight tremor in the muscle. Reassured that she would n't slap my manus away I began in earnest to feel up the strong smooth thigh under my hand.

Phoebe was still for proceedings longer but I could order she was feeling my caress. She was n't concentrating on the TV much and twice she tried to grab some more Zea mays everta but she still had a hand full. I gradually moved my hand high enough that it was covered by her skirt, the side of my hand slipping intimately close to her body, I could fee her heating, the heat between her wooden leg was encouraging. I took the plunge into my internal secretion kitty and came up with a broad grown hard-on, I pressed against her panty and slid my hand the length of her gap. She sipped a lung to the full of air and rocked her pelvic girdle, pressuring against the speck between her branch. From that detail on I dropped all pretense of being casual and went for the end. I hooked the cotton plant leg band and eased under the cloth until my long finger was feeling the heated, swollen lips. She gasped then softly moaned out the breath, closing her eyes ; dropping all pretense of watching the movie.

I fondled the stunned rim of her body, the slick seeping from her making the transit of my finger ever easier, more sensual. My tool was jammed cruelly in my bloomers, my balls begging for a tactual sensation so I used my compensate helping hand to rearrange and massage myself. She did n't afford her optic, but finally moved the Zea mays everta pipe bowl and pulled one knee in high spirits giving me to a greater extent access to the junction of her second joint. I pulled my finger out of her scanty then put my whole mitt down her underclothing and cupped my desire. She whispered a sonant chill while her rosehip jerked. I rubbed the heel of my hand over the top of her pussy which put press on her hidden sweet smirch, my fingers extended down her body crevice and covered her kitty. Gradually, while caressing her, I eased my midway finger into the hot wet hole between her leg. Phoebe moaned and put a hired hand over mine to hold me in place while I fingered her. I saw Tim Robbins do a fire terpsichore on TV but I was too affect with the fervency between Phoebe 's legs to laugh. She was rolling her head word from side to side, squeezing my hand as I masturbated her then all of a sudden she arched her back, clenched her dentition and hissed loudly as she climaxed.

Phoebe relaxed completely into the sofa cushion then opened her eyes, I saw caution mixed with awe in them."I ca n't believe I let you do that"were her first words. I pulled my hand out of her panties and put the fingerbreadth under my nose, inhaling the perfume of her trunk, my cock begged for mercy. She smiled demurely then sat up and looked at the distended nominal head of my pants. She laid her head on my shoulder joint, put a hired hand on the jut and began to rub my turncock. I was so turned on, so set up, that she spent less than a minute rubbing me before I erupted, spewing into the confines of my jeans, soaking the front of them with hot cum. phoebe kept her hand on my erection until it quit pulsing then she got off the sofa and disappeared.

The tardily night affaire slid into the past as the twenty-four hour period went by. quintuplet and I acted as if it had never happened, there was no variety in our human relationship, we did n't babble out or even hint about what we did on the lounge during the movie. But, I looked at her differently, she was definitely on my list of alluring and desirable miss but I kept my thoughts to myself. I wondered often if she would play more than games if the hazard came up but I did n't push or make any contour of offer.

It was my crook to be alone in forepart of the TV when she came in. We exchanged brief salutation then I refocused on the movie. Phoebe stepped behind the lounge, I heard rustling of cloth then she lean over me from behind, put her sassing adjacent to my ear"Open your pants."The quiet demand slammed into my spike as loud as symphony crescendo. She squeezed my shoulders then rested her chin on my articulatio humeri as I undid my gasp and fan out them wide. My prick began to savour the unloosen space and expanded as Phoebe watched it. As it filled and lifted into the air she moved around the couch to stand in front of me, watching as my rousing revealed my rapidly rising hormone levels. She was wearing a blouse and annulus, no place. Phoebe turned away from me then stepped back until she was straddling my wooden leg. I discovered she was n't wearing underclothing when she lowered herself until the mouth of her pussy kissed the end of my shaft. I put my hands on her articulatio coxae and held her weightiness as she rotated her ass, letting the end of me slip into the scuttle of her sex. She sank slowly down until she was sitting on my lap, my erecting buried in her to my balls. She leaned back to lie against my body as her hip began to rock, sliding on the magnetic pole jammed up her cunt.

Phoebe put the fingers of her left hand on my hard-on and held me in property as her movements got more vigorous, more heated. My hands went under her blouse to fondle her breasts. She arched her back forcing the back of her head against my shoulder, her impertinence was pressed against mine, she was huffing hot air through clenched teeth, her dead body was seeping hot fuck fluids onto my testis. We fucked like that, her riding me through a commercial message and another ten minutes of the Late Night display then my midnight liaison began to flutter. Her hand moved lower and encased my nuts in farsighted tender digit and she began to keen softly in my ear"Oh my god, this feels so fucking good !"Then she sat up and hammered my cock deep into herself with a red rocking of her hips. My nuts reacted to the explosions in her consistence and joined her orgasms with openhearted detonation, my cock convulsed and spewed shaft after shot of searing cum into her.

She fell back against me again panting heavily then gradually lifted off my lap and still rigid cock, I felt my venting fall from her and cover my nuts. Phoebe stood shakily, turned and said to me"Do n't you dare separate Ramey about this !"then left me alone to complete the moving-picture show and wonder why she would think I would tell my gay woman sister that her live-in girlfriend just fucked me .