Hot Summer Job/Try to bargain with them

"Yeah, you're naked, but I can't look as good as you do, Kylie. You'd put anyone to shame." You try to suck up to her a bit. She wiggles her hips approvingly - or perhaps seductively - against the door frame.

"But," you continue, "maybe I can offer something else instead?"

"...like?" asks a curious Kylie.

You glance down at your underwear and back up at the girls.

"I'll let you touch it."

"Ew!" reacts Larissa with a look of disgust. "That's gross! Why would we w-"

"Okay! I'll do it!"

Rissa whips her head in surprise toward her interrupting older sister. There is silence between the three of you before Kylie giggles like a (younger) schoolgirl eyeing up the bulge in your pants.

"So... can I just..." she starts, awkward and unsure of herself.

You plant your hands on your hips, full Superman in little else but your skivvies, your pants having slid most of the way to your ankles.

"Yeah. Go ahead."

Kylie slips inside the bathroom and closes the distance between you with a few long graceful strides. She pauses for a moment, her excitement suddenly making her much more shy. With a final step she nestles herself right up to you, one arm slipping between yours and around your back, her other arm staying tight to her body, her hand softly pressing against your abs. The top of her head doesn't quite come up to your shoulder. In turn, one of her pubescent A cups press firmly into your side.

The barely-teen exhibitionist drops her head to the side to look up at you while she slowly dips her hand down your flat stomach. Her fingers wiggle their way past your waistband. She giggles when her finger tips bump into the top of your shaft. Her silky digits then work their way down the side of your coin purse, her entire hand disappearing inside of your underpants. Gradually, after anxious kneading and prodding, her fingers wrap themselves around the base of your cock. At any other moment in time your dick would be raging right now, but so soon after cumming you're still not all the way hard yet. Although you're damn close.

"Wow."

That's the only description Kylie offers as she pushes her hand all the way down your length. Her gaze drops, looking down her arm while her dainty digits tease additional excitement from you. She finds the tip then rolls your glans around in her fingers, an act which induces another giggle from the thirteen year old.

"Is it..." Kylie softly squeezes the middle of your member, her breath halting for a moment. "Yeah, I can feel it growing!"

"Can I see?" asks a quiet Larissa, still peering in from the hallway.

"Why would you want to see this?" taunts Kylie, speedily jerking her hand back and forth for show. "You said it was gross."

Little Rissa kicks at the floor and plays with her dress, a flimsy shoulder strap having already slipped down her arm. "Well... it's not fair. I mean, I at least wanna see."

• Let Larissa have a go
• Offer to drop your shorts, for a price<-Request (Privitude)