A horny plan...

In Taylor’s heart of hearts, she wanted Watson. As safe and seen Cary made her feel, she had put herself in his grasp and she could not leave it. She feared he would reject her, she feared he would think her body was a ghastly distorted female form. In some ways that fear pushed her forward, even more **** for his approval. If Cary had touched her… what would Watson do? In Cary’s bedroom the two of them hatched a plan. Taylors mind raced and plotted, she wanted to feel what it would be like for Watson’s lips to touch her little cock. Cary was only happy to help, quite excited by the plot. They would sneak and slide quietly into Watson bedroom, and without waking, Taylor would gently press the head of her cock onto his lips and try to contain herself from thrusting. Perhaps even sneak a peak at his member… if there’s time.

Taylor follows Cary into Watsons room, her cock rock hard from excitement.

Oh my god we’re doing this… He’s right there sleeping. I want to feel his lips… Fuck my thicks are shaking… my little cock is throbbing through my panties… oh god oh god we shouldn’t be doing this—shes’s pulling off the covers!

As Taylor creeps, Cary gently lifted the covers up and off Watsons body. Cary finds Watson naked, on his back, hands at his side, perfect positioning, how kind of him. Cary looks behind her and motions Taylor over; the dim light from the hallway giving them all the vision they need. Taylor reached the bed, and she saw it.

Oh my god he’s so hard! He’s just sleeping… Look at it, it’s beautiful, I want to tell him how big and strong he looks. Mine is so small compared to his… I like that, it would be weird if mine was bigger. I want to stand side by side with him in front of a mirror and compare our sizes… I want him to admire me when I’m hard and like my small purple veins. I want him to grasp both our cocks in his hands and masturbate us together…

Cary and Taylor smile dumbly at each other in the dark with glee, **** to laugh, but their self-control and lust is strong and poised. Cary motions at Taylor with her eyes to go and do what they came for.

Taylor tiptoes up to Watson quiet sleeping face, breathing slowly, gently, without disturbance. She pulls down her purple panties over her cock and inches her head to his lips. When it touches, she lets out an eternal silent gasp.

The heat… His mouth is so warm on me… My cock is touching his lips… I want to press.

In defiance, Taylor presses her little cock a forward until his lips part and she feels the cold of his teeth touch her tip. Suddenly Watson flinches in his sleep—Taylor seizes in fear and stays absolutely still. As Watson moves his lips graze her head, as he turns over on his side, still sounds asleep. Taylor breathes heavily.

Oh my god… He moved; his lips were on me. I want to feel his hot mouth on me…

She looks back at Cary, they had overplayed their hand perhaps. They close his door as quietly as they came.

The next 20 minutes the girls lay side by side on Cary’s bed, their panties thrown to the ground below, thighs spread wide, Cary rubbing her dripping pussy feverishly with her hands, and Taylor squeezing and pulling her little cock, them feeding into each other’s suppressed moans and movements. By the end Cary’s sheets were damp with sweat, Cary’s hand creamy with her own cum, and Taylor shaking with memory of what she had just seen. At many moments they were almost tempted to kiss, but the tension between their skins only drove their lust further.

When the moment passed, and each were calm, sweat drying,

“What were you thinking about?” Asked Cary, staring at Taylors breathing chest.

“Okay you can never say this—I was thinking about if Watson woke up… and I quickly stuffed my cock in his mouth to quiet him. He looks up at me confused, and then down at my cock, and then I feel his tongue wrapped around me. I grab onto his hair and gently thrust into his mouth until I squirm. And then I curl up next to him and he holds me as we fall asleep.” Said Taylor with red cheeks. “Did you… think about your brother?”

“Taylor…”

“It’s okay! No judgement I promise…”

“I… I was thinking that you started sucking him, and then I pulled my panties down and sat on his face so when he woke up, he couldn’t breathe. I wanted to suffocate him with my ass and thighs while I touch his hair and look down at him while you make him cum in your mouth…”

“Oh my god Cary…”

“Nobody!”

“No one I swear! Do you actually want Watson to eat your pussy?”

“Actually? I’ve had thoughts… But they’re just sexy thoughts… you know.”

“Mhmm… Sorry about your sheets.” Taylor giggled.

“No worries at all.”