Family Ties/Jessica Heather anything Timmy double loss

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"Well, first things first," Heather starts. "I think you two have to get naked!"

"Can't I do something else?" Tim continues to whine. "I don't want to get naked around girls."

"You're gonna do more than that," mutters Heather.

You point at your brother sternly. "If I have to then you have to!"

You stick your thumbs in your waistband, part of you eager to release yourself from this wedgie.

"But... fine," Timmy sighs. He undoes the button on his pants and unzips his zipper. You slide your panties out of your butt then pause, waiting for your brother to continue on. Watching each other closely, you both - eventually - remove your last piece of clothing.

Seeing Tim naked is sort of thrilling. Some part of you enjoys the idea of seeing a boy naked, but standing here staring at your brothers penis has you especially worked up. You wonder if he might feel the same way that you do as you cross your legs nervously.

"Thank you for eventually doing that," says Heather. Then she smiles to herself wickedly. "And now, since you're both awkwardly staring at each other's privates, you might as well feel each other up too!"

"What do you mean?" you ask innocently.

Heather steps forward and snatches your wrist. "You grab onto his dick," she orders, pressing your hand against your brothers privates. "...and you finger her pussy."

You breath in sharply when Tim's fingers press into your kitty, shocked by his touch. But it instantly feels good, his fingers curiously kneading your crotch. Just as curiously, his dick starts to grow all by itself! It gets longer, quickly filling your hand. You close your fingers around it tighter, wanting to keep a good grip on it. Squeezing gently you're surprised by just how hard it's getting, and so quickly!

For all your curiosity and incomprehensible arousal, the two of you freeze up the moment you make eye contact. Paralyzed as soon as you both acknowledge what you're doing, the two of you stop your rubbing and groping. But your hands stay right where Heather put them. You look over at her with uncertainty welling up in you.

"Seriously?" she scoffs. "You have no idea what you're doing, do you?"

Glancing at Tim you share a knowing look. The problem really is that you both know what you're doing, and it's as scary as it is exciting.

"Fine. Lay on the bed. Both of you."

Heather practically pushes the two of you onto Timmy's bed. Laying on your back, you look down at Timmy's dick. It's bobbing around in the air like one of those inflatable tube men! You're about to laugh when a gasp cuts that short. You push yourself up onto your elbows and gaze down at the wet finger that just entered you.

"Relax!" Heather orders, pushing your chest down with her other hand. You do comply, but due more to your mind going blank than any sense of purposeful compliance. Your sister's finger is inside you! And now she's wriggling it around! It feels weird. It feels big. It feels... good.

You take a big breath before looking down again. Heather has not only shoved a finger inside your pussy but she's also pulling on Tim's dick. Up and down, then up and down again. And again and again. He seems to like that a lot.

Suddenly you feel a new rush of wetness hit you. It feels warm and tingly and yummy. You cant help but moan, twisting your hips in pleasure. Did Heather do that? She didn't take out her finger at all, so you don't know how she could have. Actually, it kinda felt like... it came from inside you. And now it's working its way down. You can feel as Heather's finger spreads it around inside you sending smaller bursts of pleasure through your body. This feels soooo good.

"You're a couple of horny little freaks, aren't you?"

You only just realize your eyes are closed. You blink them open and drunkenly look down at Heather. She looks happy for once. That's weird. Timmy looks happy too. His head is turned to face you but he's also closed his eyes and has his mouth open a bit. You smile dreamily at your brother. You never knew anything could feel like this.

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