Here’s a snippet of my story on Smashwords. You can find it under my name, Eccho Steem for just $1 if you wanna read the rest. Hope you enjoy.
Natalie makes it to her room, shutting the door and tossing the laptop onto her bed, taking in what just happened. She slumps onto her bed with a deep sigh as the events replay in her head. She then lays down as the replay continues. When she does, she feels her dick practically trying to burst through her shorts. She sighs in annoyance before unbuttoning them and sliding them off, freeing her cock.
‘Well, it’s gonna be quite the challenge working with this, isn’t it?’ she thinks to herself, bringing her hand to her shaft, ‘Ok, might as well take care of it.’
She starts slowly moving her hand up and down her length, letting out soft moans in the process. As she slowly strokes her cock, the image of Monique straddling her reenters her mind. This turns her on even more. She starts stroking a little faster, imagining Monique riding her. She arches her back and lets out a light moan. But she catches herself and bites her lower lip to stifle her moans, not wanting to be too loud.
As she continues, her mental image gets more and more vivid, turning her on more and more. It almost seems like Monique is actually there, riding her dick, moaning out her name, touching her like she did before. Natalie is in pure bliss with her created scenario, almost forgetting it’s her imagination. Her moans get a little louder and her strokes get harder and faster.
A knock is heard on her door, snapping Natalie out of her thoughts. She immediately gets under her covers, propping her knees up to hide her erection.
“It’s open,” she calls out. The door opens and Monique appears.
“Hey,” she says, stopping herself as the full picture unfolds before her.
In front of her is her sister, slightly out of breath, under the covers, her laptop that looks to be carelessly tossed, tissues on her nightstand, the cover slowly setting as if she’d just draped herself with it, then when it settles, she sees a bit of a tint between her legs. She chuckles before saying,
“You never did know the meaning of subtlety, did you? Well, I was just gonna ask if you’ve seen the downstairs remote, but I can see you’re…preoccupied. So I’ll let you get back to it. Oh, and if you’ve got one to spare, could you lend it to me some time?
She winks and Natalie sticks her tongue out at her, trying her best to hide her fear of getting caught, embarrassment from the request, frustration from the interruption, and…growing arousal? They share a chuckle after Natalie’s reaction and Monique takes her leave. Natalie lets out a sigh of relief as Monique’s footsteps are heard going down the hallway to what sounded like her own room. After the coast is clear, she removes her cover and continues stroking herself.
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