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Chapter 10
I froze at the accusation, then decided to try and play it off as though it was no big deal. Maybe he was referring to something else entirely. "What do you mean?"
"You were, like, feeling her up. I saw you from the upstairs window."
Oops. I guess even the best of us slip up now and again. "So, what, you never fingered your sister?"
"No!" he said. He leaned close to whisper. "Are you doing her?" He didn't sound angry or freaked out. He sounded interested.
I relaxed. "Not yet. Probably soon, though."
"How could you do that?"
"It's a long story. Just, keep your mouth shut. It's not like we're dating or anything, just having a little fun."
"That's messed up, man," he said, but he said it with a smile and a shake of his head. "Man, I wish I could get a piece of that."
I thought about it. Why not? If I could get her to fuck me, I could probably get her to fuck her cousin. "Tell you what, keep your mouth shut, I may be able to get her to do something with you."
"Really?"
I nodded. "You know I'd like to help you out. I might be able to get her to at least throw a bj your way. No promises, but I'll do what I can. Just, you know, maybe put a good word in with your sister for me, because I'd like to get a piece of that, too."
"Sure... I mean, I'll try."
"On second thought," I said. "Don't say anything to her. You might screw it up. But I'll still try to help you." It wasn't just charity, or angling for his own sister that made me the offer. The thought of Faith fucking another guy not because she wanted to but just because I wanted her to really aroused me. If she wanted to be controlled, well, that was pretty controlling. I wanted that power, if she wanted to give it up. I wasn't sure if she was willing to go that far, but I was dying to find out.
I was telling Mikey a little about what she'd already done for me, when I had to stop suddenly. The door was opening. It was my sister. She sullenly padded down the stairs and said, "I'm not really feeling well. Can you bring me home?"
I was suddenly worried. "Sure. What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I think maybe those pizza bites didn't agree with me."
I told her I would, and we said our goodbyes to our cousins, and I drove her home. "Do you want me to pick up some Pepto or something?" I asked on the way. I really was concerned for her.
"No," she said. "I'm not really sick. I just wanted to go home."
"Oh? Why? You and Lara have a fight?"
"No," she said. Then she sighed. "I suppose you're going to find out anyway, since I have to let you be there. I really need to masturbate."
Spectacular. "Oh? I guess you liked being touched."
"I can't help it," she said, her blush extending all over her face and blotting out her freckles. "Don't be too proud of yourself, a monkey could touch me there and it would feel good."
"Wow," I said. "Kinky. Do you often think about animals doing sexual things with you?"
"Shut up!"
"Because I don't know anybody with a monkey, but my friend Fred has a dog..."
"Shut up, you freak! You're so disgusting."
Throwing caution to the wind, I darted my hand under her skirt to feel her up. "I don't know, you're pretty wet. I must have said something that turned you on."
"That's from the pool."
"Right. Well, don't worry, we'll be home soon. I'll help you get off."
She ran up to her room. I let her go. I made her wait a few minutes while I killed time downstairs. Finally, she yelled, "Are you coming?"
"Pretty soon," I said. "Are you? Oh, right, you're not allowed to until I'm there."
"Come on..." she said. I decided to be nice. I was pretty horny too.
She was already nude, waiting for me in her room. She sat on the edge of her bed, and as soon as she saw me, she put her fingers to her crack and began rubbing. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her down into a lying position, and began caressing her lightly, then knelt over her pussy and tongued along the side of her slit as she continued to fuck herself.
She was getting into it pretty good, and my dick was rock hard, so I decided "Fuck it," it was time. She wasn't likely to ask, so it was time to push her a little more. I knelt between her knees and gently spread them apart, then rose and took my cock out. It was pointed directly at her little cunt.
"What are you doing?" she said breathlessly.
"What does it look like?" I asked. I leaned in closer and touched her pussy with the head of my penis. "Touching. Like I'm allowed to."
"You can't fuck me," she said. "There's a difference between touching and fucking. The deal doesn't let you fuck me," she said. She wasn't stopping masturbating. "If you try to fuck me, I'll have to tell somebody."
"Okay," I said. "But what about rubbing?" To demonstrate, I rubbed the head of my penis along her slit, in the groove, poking gently but too gently to penetrate inside. "There's nothing wrong with that, is there? That's still touching."
"I guess not," she said breathlessly.
"Good." I used my thumbs and pulled her pussy a little wider. My cock slipped in between the lips, and I pressed forward just the slightest bit. "And what if I just have the head in a little?" I asked. "That's not fucking, is it?" She didn't answer, but stopped masturbating and drew her fingers back to give me room. Very slowly, I moved more and more inside. If she told me to stop, I would have, but she said nothing and only watched. Soon, the whole head was inside her. By some measures, this was penetration, and she was no longer a virgin. I didn't dare move forward beyond that, not yet. "Well? Is this fucking?"
"No," she said. "I guess it's not."
"I'm glad. But I think we really need to decide where touching becomes fucking. Because," I said, giving her an intense, uncompromising look, "I intend to touch you as closely to that line as I can. So you need to tell me exactly where it stops being touching."
We stayed like that, silent, unmoving, lightly coupled, for a pregnant twenty or thirty seconds, before she finally made a decision and said, "I think once you're more than halfway inside of me it starts being fucking."
I'd take halfway. But now, I pulled out, her cunt lips, stretched around the head of my penis, seemed unwilling to slide back, but they did. I walked over to her desk, cock swinging with every step, and got a marker, then handed it to her. "Just to be sure, we'd better mark it. Mark the halfway point on me. I won't go any deeper than that. I swear."
She held my dick lightly with one hand, and looked at it, unconsciously licking her dry lips, and then pulled me close, and made a mark on the side of my penis. It was more than halfway down. By my reckoning, it was somewhere well in the neutral zone between halfway and three-quarters of the way down. I took the pen back from her, marked it around so I could see it from above, and then tossed it back on her desk.
"Okay. Let's get back to not fucking you then."
I resumed my previous position, only this time after I got my cock head in her hole, I held her legs in my hands for leverage, so I could pull her to me while pushing in, and I began to pump in and out.
I was fucking her. I'd say I was, I think most people would say I was, but I did play fair with her. As hard as it was not to dive all the way in to the balls, I did not cross the line marked on my penis. So as far as she was concerned, I was only touching her... inside her pussy, and with my dick.
As I plowed in and out of her snatch, increasing in speed, she brought her fingers back to play with her clit. She must have been very near to cumming when I chose to act, because soon she was moaning and writhing, then repetitively moaned, "oh god," each time increasing in volume and pitch and length. I came just before she did, squirting my cum deep inside her, up towards her womb. I hoped she was protected.
I left myself inside of her until I'd stopped dribbling, and then pulled out. "There. That wasn't so bad, was it?" She didn't say anything. "I think I'm going to be doing a lot more touching from now on
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