Sansa begins pleasuring herself

Her eyes still closed, her right hand drifted down between her legs, below the surface. Bran, never having been with a girl, was curious as to what she is doing. He saw her hand begin to rub between her thighs, slowly moving in circles. Sansa let out a moan, writhing in the water.

Is that how girls masturbate? He thought to himself, intrigued. Whatever she was doing, it was having an effect on the young Stark. For some reason, her doing this turned him on more than anything else he had ever experienced. Bran stroked his cock faster and faster, his eyes glued to his sister. She moaned again, speeding her hand up. Her free hand grabbed her right breast, softly caressing and kneading it.

Slowly, she dipped her middle finger into her pussy, slowly sliding it in. Adding her index finger, she slowly began to work them in and out of her wet folds. Once she was accustomed to their size, she began to finger herself faster. Bran sped up as well, trying to match her speed. Pleasure radiating through her body, she tilted her head back and closed her eyes, her auburn hair cascading down the rock. Bran closed his eyes as well, imagining putting his penis inside her. He wanted to thrust into her, feel her pussy squeeze his cock. He wanted to see her face look up at him, with the same lust he felt for her.

Wanting to get a better view, he tried to move a foot or two to the left, trying to be as cautious as possible. He wasn't careful enough, though, accidentally sitting on a twig, snapping it. Sansa frantically opened her eyes, searching for the source of the sound.