Hot Summer Job/Show the girls what you and Kylie have been doing
"Do you want to know what we’re doing? Fine. Watch."
You force Kylie’s thighs apart, pushing her far knee away from you and swinging her closest leg clear over your lap, holding it in the air above where her hand still resides. With the recently minted teen spread eagle before each of your sisters, you take painstaking effort stroking Kylie’s unabashedly open crotch. You press into her squishy mound, emphatically rubbing up and down the stretchy lycra along the full length of her slit. The tight fit of her thin little bottoms makes some faint detail of her spread open privates barely visible. There is really no question as to what you're rubbing, but the added definition does leave even less to one's imagination.
Despite her pornographic pose however, Kylie's expression is far more muted. Little more than a grin adorns her face while her cheeks begin to blush a light pink. Beneath her frequent and flamboyant flaunting of her growing sexual assets, there's still a little girl in there who is very new to and somewhat embarrassed by all of this. But to her credit she holds her ground and strokes you back with just as much visual flare.
The younger girls before you nearly gasp, shocked at what the two of you are doing.
"That’s... Y- you two are gross," stammers Larissa. It’s clear that Larissa is often embarrassed by her big sister’s raunchy and disruptive attention seeking, and this certainly fits the bill. If Bree weren't here she'd probably be less embarrassed.
Kylie quietly retorts, "I can do way grosser things than this."
"Well you don't HAVE to," notes Larissa.
Her little sister is too late though. Kylie is already pushing her hand inside your pants. Her fingers dip down into your underwear before she realizes just where they are going. She clumsily and sheepishly pulls back before wiggling her way over top of your boxers. Seems she isn't ready to get quite that 'gross' yet.
"Kylie!"
Bree actually chuckles a bit at the older girl's sexual antics. Honestly, Larissa is holding back a meager smile, although she's trying to stay outwardly frustrated.
"Take your hand out of Riley's pants!"
"As if you can tell me what to do," mutters an obstinate Kylie.
"Riley can!" Larissa counters. Yeah. You're going to a girl's hand out of your pants. Not likely! Although...
"Hold on."
On cue, Kylie squeezes your stiff shaft through your boxers. Not what you intended with that comment, but you'll take it. You let go of Kylie's suspended leg and move your attention to your pants. You unbutton, unzip, and slide your bottoms down with a quick lift of your butt and quickly reveal what Kylie is doing inside your jeans. You push them past your knees and then kick your feet free before relaxing into the couch wearing one fewer item of clothing and with Kylie tightly gripping your now throbbing cock.
"Happy? She's not in my pants."
The girls are getting a tad excited from this escalating naughtiness. You can see in their body language how neither are sure what to do but both are getting fidgety and smiley. Larissa doesn't look like she's going to keep complaining now that both of the older siblings in the room are equally as embarrassing. Bree is having a hard time looking straight at you.
"Go watch your movie," starts Kylie, cuddling into you. "Pretend we aren't even here." She finishes her sentence by nuzzling your hand between her legs, as if putting it back where it belongs.
Larissa and Bree look at one another. With a few hushed whispers they slowly turn their focus to the TV. But they can't stop themselves from glancing back to the couch. It seems your live performance is too distracting for them to continue enjoying their low budget tween movie uninterrupted.
- Try to win back their undivided attention
- Ignore the younger girls and focus on Kylie Bold text Request by:Wa321