Insist

“No, it’s ok. We just need to do something with that, so it isn’t poking me all night.” I told him as I felt my cunt tingling in excitement.

“I’ll roll over alright?” he said.

I frowned for a moment, “No, I liked the spooning.” I told him growing more confident. “Here, let’s try this.”

I laid back down beside him and lifted one leg. I reached behind me and grabbed his cock. “Kim,” he moaned at my touch, “what are you doing?”

I passed his cock between my legs and closed them. Now it looked like I had a cock hanging between my legs. “There, much comfier, are you?” I asked.

He breathed heavily for a few moments and then reached across for the light. We lay there silently in the darkness for some time before I wriggled my arse.

He moaned quietly, and I did it again, “Kim, what are you doing?”

I smiled in the darkness, “Getting comfy,” I told him.

I gelt his hips push forward a little, and his cock slid across my cunt. His curve allowed him to just brush my clit. I moaned quietly. “Are you ok?” he asked.

“Yeah, just kind feels nice,” he stopped for a moment, and I shifted my hips, sliding him along my slit again. His moan was more of a whimper this time.

We stilled for a little while again before I felt him grinding against me. This time I quietly said, “Ooh,” as his cock stimulated me.

Very slowly, as if to do it quickly, would break the spell he ground against me and I back against him. After several minutes of this, he said, “We should stop, or I’m going to be too swollen to sleep.”

I ignored him and just kept grinding. His cock sliding along my wet lips just felt so nice. “Kim,’ he repeated. He stopped protesting and joined me in the grinding, a slow slide along my cunt backwards, then a slow slide forwards.

Our quiet moaning and panting continued for several more minutes before I said, “Jethro?”

“Yeah, Kimmie,” he replied in a quiet pant.

“I don’t think I can sleep like this,” I told him.

He kept grinding for several moments before asking, “Should I stop and roll over?”

“No,” I said quietly, “keep going. It feels good.”

We both continued for a while longer. “Julie is not going to believe this.”

He stopped, “You are going to tell Julie you were giving your brother the slide treatment?” he asked.

I reached one hand down and slowly gripped his cock, gently masturbating the length that protruded from between my legs. “Yeah, we talk about everything.”

“Kimmie, why are you masturbating me?” he asked.

“Your moans sound nice,” I told him honestly.