I did like to jack off in front of my sister just because I could tell that watching me stroke my cock was arousing to her. When she was younger she p...etty much ignored my brother and me when we had an erection in her presence and started stroking it. She would usually leave the room or just not pay any attention. But now, I guess her hormones had kicked in and she seemed to actually want to watch us. At first she would just sit there and watch us stroke our meat with our balls bouncing up and. He closed his eyes for a moment, and let his senses tell him where they were and what they were doing. Freed from the visual input his body felt their touches more acutely. He thought he could feel each strand of Mei’s hair on his skin and the wetness of her saliva drying as she moved to a new spot. Upon opening his eyes he found them looking up at him smiling with tongues out of their mouths like kittens lapping at a bowl of milk. ‘What?’ he asked Mei, wondering at what her expression meant,. “I don't WANT you to be a slut; I'm just acknowledging reality.”She got a shocked look on her face. “You think I'm a slut?”“Hell, I know it for a fact!” he told her. “No worries, though. Amy is one, too!” He looked at her out of the corner of his eye, “My mom is one as well.”“Rob, I'm not a slut!” she said emphatically. “I'm NOT!”He stroked the back of her head again, then touched her lips with his cock. “Suck it, Ari. I want you to suck it!”She opened her mouth and allowed him to enter. “Do it. It wouldn't be until I came across more modern stuff that I could see a pussy in it's trimmed or shaven glory. Reading the tales between the well thumbed pages introduced my young self to words like labia and clitoris, but I'm afraid I was none the wiser. The only thing I took away from these stories, was that every protagonist in the tale was sporting at least nine inches of man meat and the women always had an orgasm as the man came deep in her pussy.And the more stories I read, the more.