Masturbation Times Two (well, three actually…)

I wrote two stories, each of which was slightly too short to be accepted for this site; then I realized they had a common theme (if masturbation can be considered a “theme”): the first one is a follow-up to “The Second Weekend in August (Part 2),” in which Susie fantasizes about what happened and what might have happened on Saturday night. The second one is of the “jerk-off instruction” genre, between a sister and her brother.

So I present them here as a double-feature…

Thinking About Saturday Night

I can’t believe I’m rubbing myself off again, thinking about what happened Saturday night. What is this, the fifth time? The sixth? And it’s only Tuesday morning.

Thinking about Scott and me having sex in the same room with my sister Cathy and her husband Carl. That was hot as hell, even though we’d done it before. Noisier this time though, lots of grunting and groaning, Scott on top of me, Carl in the next bed taking Cathy from behind…

And then afterward when Cathy began slowly jerking on Carl’s cock, and I moved from our bed to theirs and watched, up close and personal. Still naked, of course. Scott’s cum still dripping out of my swollen pussy.

I hadn’t been this close to another man’s naked, erect cock in almost 20 years. I guess I hadn’t seen another man’s naked, erect cock in almost 20 years.

What I really wanted to do was gently push Cathy’s hand aside and wrap my fist around Carl’s cock. I bet neither of them would have minded. Scott would have, though. I think he wouldn’t have tried to stop me: instead he would have come over to the bed with us, push my sister Cathy down, and ram his cock into her before she knew what hit her. And then I’d just let go of Carl’s cock and mount it, and fuck him better than my sister ever had.

But what really happened was crazy enough: Just as Carl was about to cum, Cathy aimed his cock at me and he shot his cum all over my naked tits. I wanted to take his hot cum and rub it all over my tits, into my nipples, but that would have been so slutty. No, what I really wanted to do was scoop some up with my finger, and then reach down and rub it against my clit, rubbing it hard, like I’m rubbing my own pussy juices against my clit right now, fingering myself in front of my husband, and my sister and my brother-in-law, and not caring.