I glanced around to confirm we were alone, then reached for her hand with trembling fingers, guiding mine under her sundress hem. Her thighs felt incredibly soft and plump, yielding like warm dough under my touch.
She was already soaked, with her juices leaking that drenched her sundress. I rubbed gently over, circling slowly against her. Lily whimpered softly, arching into my hand as her thighs parted a little more.
She leaned back against my chest, her head resting on my shoulder as her body arched slightly into my touch. Her breathing grew quicker, soft little gasps escaping her lips with every slow circle I made over her slick folds.
I rubbed the outside of her pussy gently at first, feeling how warm and wet she already was, her plump lips parting easily under my fingers. Then I pushed one finger inside slow, and her tight walls gripped me immediately. It reminded me of the last time, how impossibly warm she had felt then. This time it was a little easier, but still so tight that my cock throbbed harder in my pants, trapped beneath her soft, wiggling ass.
"Lily... do you touch yourself?" I asked, voice low and rough as I slid my finger in and out, curling it just a little to feel her react.
"No!" She jerked forward suddenly, face turning bright red like she'd been caught stealing. Her whole body tensed, and I felt her insides clench even tighter around my finger.
"Just... a tiny... little bit," she admitted in a tiny whisper, hiding her face against my neck. Her hips rocked shyly against my hand, chasing more. " I'm sorry, you won't hate me right?"
"Never," I murmured against her ear, my voice low and rough as I lifted my free hand to her chest. I cupped one of her full breasts through the thin sundress, fingers sinking deep into the soft, warm flesh. Her nipple was already rock-hard, poking insistently against the fabric, begging for attention.
"Mmph... big bro..." Lily let out a muffled moan, her body arching harder into my touch. I kneaded her breast slowly and gently, feeling the weight of it in my palm, teasing the stiff nipple between my thumb and forefinger with light pinches and rolls.
Every time my fingers traced over that sensitive peak, her pussy clenched tighter around the finger still buried inside her, walls fluttering in response. She gasped softly, hips rocking back against my hand, chasing more friction.
Her own small hand reached down between us, finding my cock through my pants. She grabbed it firmly, squeezing as she felt how hard I was.
I couldn't hold back anymore. The pressure was too much. With a shaky breath, I unzipped my pants and freed my throbbing cock, letting it spring out hot and heavy against her.
I placed both hands on her hips, gripping the soft curves, and lifted her easily, she was light in my arms. Then I sat her down again, but this time guiding her so my bare shaft slid right between her smooth thighs, pressing hot and firm against her dripping slit.
"It's hard again," Lily whispered, voice breathy and excited as her fingers wrapped around the swollen head of my cock. The rest of the shaft nestled perfectly between her plush thighs, the tip nudging against her wet lips with every little shift.
She moved slightly, grinding forward just enough to rub her slick pussy along my length, coating me in her juices as she sought more contact.
"Big bro... it feels good," she whispered, voice breathy and sweet as she rubbed herself more against my shaft, hips rocking in small, needy circles. Her juices coated my cock , warm and slick, dripping down my shaft.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Footsteps on the stairs—loud and coming fast.
I panicked. Lifted Lily off my lap quick, setting her on her feet while I zipped my pants in a frantic rush. My cock was still rock-hard, straining painfully against the fabric, the bulge obvious.
Lily straightened her sundress fast, pulling the hem down with both hands, face flushed bright red.
I looked back.
Lisa walked into the living room, casual like she hadn't seen anything. But her eyes flicked to us for a second too long.
I grabbed my bag from the floor and bolted toward the stairs, not saying a word to Lily.
"Hey! What's the hurry?" Lisa stepped right in front of me, blocking the way. Her palms pressed flat against my chest, stopping me cold.
"..." I took a step back from the sudden contact. My cock was still throbbing, the bulge impossible to miss. I shifted my bag quick, holding it low in front to hide it.
"Hah... what are you trying to hide?" she said, eyes dropping to the bag or really, to what was behind it. A slow smirk spread on her face. "You think I don't know?"
Her words hit like ice water. 'She knows about me and Lily?'
I stood there in silence for a second, heart pounding, desperately hoping she was talking about something else, anything else.
"Wh-what are you talking about?" I stammered, trying to play dumb, forcing my voice to sound confused even as sweat prickled on my neck.
"You think I'm a moron?" Lisa's lips curled into a long, knowing smirk that made my stomach drop. "I know about you and Lily."
She knew. Everything. The way she said it, slow and deliberate, sent a chill down my spine. My mind flashed to Lily's soft body on my lap just minutes ago, her warmth, the way she moved...
The smirk faded from her face as she stepped forward, expression turning hard and serious. A wave of fear spread through me, cold and sharp.
"I don't care what perverted shit you two do." she said, voice low and edged with steel.
"But if you hurt Lily..." She grabbed my collar suddenly, yanking me toward her with surprising strength. Our faces were inches apart. Her eyes burned into mine, threatening and intense, breath warm against my skin.
"I... I know..." I managed to choke out, throat dry.
She held me there a second longer, grip tight, then released my collar with a shove that made me stumble back a step.
To be continued…
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