All Chapters of Shhh...They Will Hear Us : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

He pulled his pants down and started jacking off while he watched me doing it." "What did she do?" Gretta moaned and said, "If I tell you this part, I'm going to cream myself right here, I always come when I get to this part...I don't think we should come...in front of each other" "So stop playing with your cunt and tell me what happened." "Ok, Ok, I'm stopping." I heard her take a ragged breath, "Ok, anyway, she went over to him and made him stop jacking off, but I just kept on doing it until I climaxed right in front of him. She was standing behind him and while I was doing it, you know coming, she reached around and stroked him once or twice and he was shooting cream all over me while I finished myself." "There was a moments silence broken only by the sound of my hand moving up and down my slippery shaft. Gretta said, "That's not fair, you're still doing it." "I can't seem to help myself, I'm thinking about you standing in front of her boyfriend" I said, now masturbat

Finally, I took my final approach and just as I passed the point of no return, there was a gentle knock and the door opened. Gretta stood framed in the dim light from the hall, still wearing that little T-shirt but naked from the waist down. At least I think she was naked. All I could really see of her was her silhouette. There is no doubt in my mind that she was able to see me. The light from the hall provided more than enough illumination. Shamed and embarrassed, I cried, "Gretta, no!." It was far too late for me to stop. The mortification and disgrace I felt struggled with my excitement as my cock contracted as if it had a mind of its own. Even as I struggled to bring myself under control my cream began to rain down on me. I felt a warm splash against my cheek and another on my neck. I was helpless, unable to stop my unconcerned cock from squirting high into the air as my sister stood in the doorway watching. I closed my eyes, feeling the pleasure course through my body, utterly

See what I mean, why he should be expected to be faithful to a slut like you escapes me." Sandy stepped over to where Gretta still knelt on the floor and had her move, remaining on her knees, in front of the guy's new location she bent over and whispered in Gretta's ear again and my sister leaned down and began to kiss his hard cock. It bounced around as Gretta kissed up and down its length. Beside me, I felt the woman stiffen. She was shaking and looking over I watched a single tear run down her cheek and then another; she was crying. Some of the impact of her pain was lost on me because even as she wept silently, she continued to slide herself against the smooth wooden surface of her chair, making wet, sticky sounds as she did. Sandra stood next to her watching the entire scene and lightly slapping her swollen cunt as we both continued to squirm in our respective seats. In front of us Gretta had progressed to the next stage of my neighbors torture and had slipped her lips over

Of course I had the thing that I felt would really add the final touch. In my pocket I carried a small black velvet box containing a ring that had made a considerable dent in my financial life. I had decided that tonight was the night. I was going to ask Sandy to marry me. I felt a tingle of terror combined with a rush of pure excitement every time I thought about it. I'd decided that If Susan was with us tonight, well all the better. "The more the merrier." I thought to myself. Sandy had just finished putting the last stud in when Susan came into the room. She too was wearing a dark evening dress and while her hemline ended just above the knee, her neckline did plunge revealing a delightful portion of her anatomy without appearing tacky. Unlike her sister she had absolutely no compunction about wearing the classic ""come fuck me"" pumps which added a couple of inches to her height and caused her to jiggle agreeably when she walked. Smiling she extended her hand saying, "I don't thi

Sandy and I arrived back at the apartment long before dawn. The festivities at Eros had turned out to be somewhat of a disappointment. We all had a tour and an orientation but it turned out that the guests couldn’t really participate until a background check and blood tests had been done. As the girl giving the tour had explained somewhat apologetically, "“When an organization is involved in providing services like ours liability is a major concern, we have to insist anyone coming to the gatherings isn’t positive for STDs or wanted by the police.” We nodded our understanding but our disappointment was obvious. Susan and Amy had way too much to drink so we had returned them home along with Rick who promised to put them to bed. After dismissing the limousine and driver, Sandy and I returned to the apartment for a nightcap. I guess morning cap would have a more accurate term because it was long past midnight when we got there. We had decided to do a sauna and a soak in the hot tub bef