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It was two days before Faith came for me again. I had to work both days, so I don't know if she would have come otherwise, but the first morning I was free, she found me and told me, "I'm going to touch myself again. But you have to promise."
I acted innocent. "Promise what?"
"No touching me."
"You seemed like you enjoyed it last time."
"I didn't. It was nasty," she said softly.
In certain tones of voice, nasty sounds more like a compliment than a complaint. This one was too close to call. I remembered vividly the feel of her hand, directing mine. "So nasty that you came. Right."
"Do you want to watch, or not? Because if you don't, I'm counting it as one anyway."
That power play wasn't supported by the rules of the bet, but I followed her to her room anyway. She had the mood set already, and so without any ceremony, she just laid down and stripped, this time getting all the way nude. She also had a chair set up, a few feet away, close enough that I could get a good look but far enough that I couldn't easily reach. I took the invitation. Perhaps to prevent me from becoming too inspired to want to touch her breasts or pussy again, she laid on her stomach and grinded against her hand from above, leaving little space for me to slip a hand in. Her head was turned towards me, staring. I focused on watching her ass bobbing in the air, and the hand buried underneath.
After watching her do herself for some time, I had to touch something. I pulled my dick out and began to stroke it again. "I told you," she said. "If you're going to jack off, I'm stopping. That's not part of the bet."
"You don't seem to understand," I said. "Watching you like this is incredibly hot. I've got a boner and I've got to take care of it one way or another. If you stop every time I jack off, then you'll be stopping every time. And if you don't get your cums in this month, we start over again next month."
She was resigned to her defeat. "Okay. But no touching me."
I agreed, and stroked myself slowly as she rubbed her pussy from below and sometimes outright humped her hand. She never kept her eyes off me, and most of the time it wasn't on my face, but on my cock.
When it was getting close, I stoop up, walked right up to her bed, pointing my dick at her mouth. "Mark! I said no touching."
"I'm not touching you," I said, and continued to pump my hand up and down on my dick. "I'm about to cum, but I'm not touching you." I had a flashback to times when we were very young and I would torment her by doing everything short of touching her, so she couldn't tell on me.
"But you're going to spooge on me!"
"But I'm still not touching you," I said. "If I cum, I cum. If you don't want to get messy, you could always put it in your mouth. I don't mind if YOU touch ME." She stared at my throbbing cock without speaking. I stopped for a moment to let her have a good look. "Come on, don't act like you've never done it before." I started up again. Another few seconds, another few strokes, passed as she just glared at me. "Getting pretty close," I warned.
She closed her eyes and opened her mouth and, taking that as an invitation, I closed the distance and put it in. Her mouth closed over, creating a tight seal and I swung my hips in and out, fucking her mouth while I still could before I came. I had my eyes on her hands, and she never broke stride with her masturbating either. If anything she was moving faster. I came and my sister drank what I gave her, down to the last drop.
I now was almost certain what I was doing turned her on, even though she wouldn't admit it. It was nearly hilarious, the way she kept denying it, acting like she was being all abused, all while putting herself in the position in the first place and getting hot while it happened.
She came that morning, too, a few minutes later. I'd actually hoped she wouldn't, because it risked her finishing her required part of the deal too fast. If she didn't cum in front of me ten times, I'd get another month to play with her. If she did, she might stop masturbating, if only because she couldn't tell herself she was forced to do it
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