All Chapters of Shhh...They Will Hear Us : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Both Heather and I had been sort of unconsciously moving our bodies against the ground and I realized that watching this had made me feel like I sometimes did in the shower when I lathered my body all over. Now I was the one who was blushing as I stopped and sat up. My entire body was tingling and I could feel my lips of my vagina move against one another in a slippery and totally distracting fashion. I looked over at Heather who was still rubbing against the ground and realized that she had part of the towel bunched up against her pelvis, which she was moving in slow circles. Her eyes were closed and her face was slightly flushed. Jim was watching her as well. To take his mind off of what Heather was unconsciously doing right in front of both of us I asked him, “What do you do when you wake up…like that?” “Uh…mostly wait for it to go away.” Heather must have realized what she had been doing because she scrambled to her feet and stood regarding us both inconclusively for a momen

I thought they’d never get to sleep.”Rebecca leaned back and said, “I checked on everyone before I left, they were all sawing logs.”“So we’re alone?”“About as alone as two people can get.” She began to languidly unbutton the top of her dress.“Tonight…” Stewart began.“We can take our time” Rebecca said finishing his sentence for him. Her dress slipped off her slender shoulders exposing the dark cleft between her breasts and enough of the tops to make Jim take his breath in sharply. I glared at him and turned back to watch.“Stewart?”“Yes?”“After our quickie, how many times did you jack off alone?”Stewart paused and then said, “Only once.”“Well, that’s one more time than I got off, I guess you know what that means?”“I guess I do” he muttered. I couldn’t help but notice a healthy bulge was developing in his jeans as he and his sister were having this conversation.Rebecca stood up and let the sun dress slide off entirely. It floated to the ground around her legs like a yellow c

We both looked at her. I hadn’t realized that her breasts had come in so nicely. They were large, but very firm and perfectly proportioned to her slim frame. Her hips had that classic hourglass shape. Her hair, which she had tied up was the same shade of black as mine. Reaching back to loosen if made her breasts lift nicely and in one motion it tumbled to her waist. Her excitement was evident. At least it was to me, maybe because I’m a girl and I could see the tell-tale signs. The same signs that I would be showing if I had the nerve to do the same thing. Her nipples were as rigid as little pencil erasers. Goose pimples covered her arms, shoulders and the tops of her breasts. Her pussy was so swollen that both her lips puffed out bright red and shiny. Her light pubic hair was matted to her mound by the fluid that coated it. Breathing deeply she stood there…basking in our attention until finely she said, “Your turn Jim.” Jim silently pushed his shorts to the floor and kicked them a

I rubbed the liquid first on one aching nipple and then the other. Feeling like a total slut I reached down and began to slowly tease my rigid clitoris. “I can’t seem to get to sleep.” Jim was saying. “Join the club…I’ve been laying here…wishing…I could relax…and get to sleep.” “Same here…I’ve been tempted…to…touch my cock.” “To make it do…what Stewart did…with Rebecca?” “Yeah…I know I should just…wait for it to…go away…but it…isn’t doing that.” “Have you…ever…made it do that?” “Only once…so far.” “When was that?” “Earlier today…in the shower.” “What did it…feel like?” “Oh Heather, I can’t even describe it…it felt so…nice.” “Jim?” “Yeah?” “I haven’t…ever…done that…made myself…do that…but I’ve been touching myself…I stopped doing it when you came in…did you…squirt…stuff?” “Uh…yeah what are you doing Heather?” “I’m…touching…my…pussy a little…do you want me to…stop? Do you think I should stop…doing this?” Jim’s cock appeared to be as stiff as an iron rod, when Heather ask

Walking down a dark street, I tried to see the houses, but none of their lights were on. I turned the corner at the end of the street and still no lights. No moon out. I could barely see my feet. Oh my God! I'm naked! Naked in public, I try to cover my breasts and crotch with my hands, looking around frantically at all the houses. Behind me, I heard footsteps scraping on the sidewalk. I turned and saw a giant snake, shining and grinning, slithering up the sidewalk, right for me. Panicked, I started to run, but I couldn't. I'd forgotten how to move my legs. I pushed harder and harder, but got no where. Finally, I fell and the snake slithered on top of me, between my legs. I tried to push it away, but it just smiled, hissing, hissing, hissing… I woke up breathing hard, soaked in sweat. My room was dark, lit only by the city glow coming softly through the curtains. I sat up and threw my legs over the side of the bed. Puzzled that I'm naked, I remembered -- Sandy and David. I pressed