I know it sounds mean, but I wanted a girlfriend who masturbated. She wanted me to think she was too pure for that, but judging by how aroused she cou...d get, I felt sure she'd touched herself a time or two!We were in my bed with the lights out and were watching some classic romance film. I began to kiss her, and I allowed myself to fondle her breasts, slowly playing with the nipples one at a time. I tried to act absentminded about the play, but in reality it was my plan to get her slowly worked. She thought to her self the next woman he shags would be in for a real treat. This pattern was repeated again night after night and Sophie resolved to raise the matter with her step-father. But before she ever discussed it with him he met Kate.Kate would often stay over at their house on weekends and Sophie could hear them making passionate love in her step-father's bedroom. Sophie tried to visualize what they looked like making love and as she pictured them her hands found their way down her. Being the only boy, I was taught decency and respect for my sisters...like never yelling at them, or never disobey them. It was frustrating to be on the receiving end of orders yet I kept things to myself and resented everything before I forget about it a day later. As with any boy who lives among a lot of sisters, I had some exposure to some erotic sights of my sisters. I never knew anything about sex or how grown-ups make babies; but when I was 11 I felt a certain twitch when I saw a sexy. I licked my fingers, then took his hand. Kissing his lips once more, I gently pushed him down onto my bed, slid his pants the rest of the way off, then, getting on my knees between his spread legs, I proceeded to kiss his erect cock and flick my tongue up and down his shaft, stopping every now and then to swirl my tongue on his smooth-shaved and sexually swollen scrotum. Then, taking the base of his cock with my left hand, I slowly took him into my mouth, letting my moist lips wet his cock.