Her brother's shirt, she was told – which made sense, with how baggy it was. Apparently the pants had belonged to her sister, a pair of black sweatp...nts. They hugged her crotch and gave her a prominent bulge, but her parents had told her not to worry about that.Not that she thought it was weird, anyway. Why would she?Just as she was climbing into the small bed, there came a knock on the trapdoor."Come in," she said softly, not bothering to cover herself.Her mother ascended the stairs into the. “Little gurls like you don’t get to fuck real girls like me. It’s just one of the ways you get fucked,” she said. I wasn’t sure what she meant, but something told me I wasn’t going to have that pleasure again, probably ever.Over time she refined her games with me. She brought home a plethysmograph, one of those devices that goes around the penis and measures blood flow (and sexual excitement). She would put it on me on Tuesday and Thursday nights while we watched porn together. She would try. I was incredibly close to squirting, just waiting with short breaths for her to continue. "I want you to tell me that you enjoy the idea of me with another man, and that you want me to do it some more," she said coyly, just softly brushing my rock hard cock with her hand for emphasis. I was not about to argue with her right then, so I told her what she wanted to hear, "I am excited about you and another man fucking" I said softly, "Please keep stroking me." She continued to tease me until she. And I didn't say no because of the way you look. I have never cheated and I never will." I understand... You should take as a compliment, I don't do that to everyone I like but I knew you would be a good lover... I hadn't planned to do all that but you kept saying no and so I had to up the temptation." Part of me appreciates the effort but part of me doesn't." he said with a slightly angered tone."I understand."They drove on in silence as part of Jim called himself a fool but another part was.