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Subject: EBS: Ellen [14/26] 


                            Ellen
                             by
                     Emerson Laken-Palmer

                           Part 14.

"I trust you to tell me what's right."  With that, she let me go
and got out of the car.

  That week I concentrated on school work and going out for the
track team.  I also tried to ask out a few girls but none seemed
to be available.  Ellen and me shared a pretty normal relationship
for the remainder of that week and on into the next.  We went to
a family reunion for Thanksgiving.  It was at Uncle Ralph's house.
It was a pretty good time (for a family thing) with a big dinner
and everyone dressed up.  Ellen wore a light blue, frilly dress
that all the Aunts and girl cousins raved about.  She did look so
very sexy in it too.  Uncle Paul embarrassed her when he hugged her
at the dinner table and loudly said, to everyone,  "Look how our
little Ellie has blossomed in the last year!"  In fact, I found
myself staring at her (from time to time) as she talked and joked
with our relatives.  I could feel myself getting a boner from the
sight of her.

  It was late when we drove home.  It was quite a drive (about an
hour) and Mom fell asleep in the front seat while Dad drove.  Me
and Ellen were in the back and I was just watching the cars go by
on the freeway.
  I suddenly felt Ellen's hand on mine and I looked over and saw
her smile at me.  I smiled back and looked back out the side
window.  That's when I felt her take my hand and move it over to
her.  She placed it on her frilly lap for a mile or so and then
suddenly I felt her maneuver it down and then up so that my hand
was now just above the top of her nylon stocking, on her soft
thigh, under the skirt of her dress.
  My dick went hard in a split second.  It almost hurt the way it
popped up so fast in my pants.
  I left it there for a while, feeling the heat of her smooth skin
and then I felt her hand take mine and pull it up further, to the
crotch of her lacy panties.
  God!  What was she doing?  Mom and Dad were only three feet away,
in the front seat!
  I looked quickly to the front and saw Dad just staring forward
and Mom slumped over, toward the passenger window, sleeping.  I
looked over at Ellen's mischievous smile and then down at her sexy,
exposed leg, and my hand in the bundle of her frilly skirt.
  Gee, my brain told me, why not?
  I pushed my hand into my sister's underpants.  Her pussy was
gushing wet with her lubricant.  My fingers probed into her gooey
slit, under the soft material of her panties.  I felt her clit and,
as she spread her legs a little, I maneuvered my middle finger up
into her hot girl hole.
  Ellen didn't make a sound, and neither did I.  I just probed her
for a long while.  She only maneuvered her lower body occasionally
to steer my finger to her feeling spots.
  Dad and Mom were totally unaware of what was happening behind
them and that seemed to heighten my sexual arousal to even greater
fury.
  But what was in this for MY satisfaction, I wondered?
  I reached down, with my free hand, and undid my pants.  Then I
reached over my body to Ellen's hand and placed it in my
undershorts.  Her hand found my hard dick but she pulled it right
back out.
  What the fuck?
  I pulled her hand back again but she resisted, pulling her hand
back from me.
  Then I suddenly realized something.  Ellen had never touched ME.
I had done it all to HER.  She had never touched a dick in her
life.
  I pulled my hard cock out of my pants and leaned over to her to
whisper.  "Touch it, Sis!"
  "No," she whispered back.
  "Come on," I whispered directly in her ear, "I'm doing YOU!"
   I put her hand on me again and this time she grasped my shaft.
Her little hand felt so great on me.  All the while my other hand
was probing into her wet pussy.
  As she began to explore my cock, I began to massage her clit. I
found that if I went to her clit, with my hand, whenever she made
me feel good (with hers) I could signal her as to what would get
me off.  After a while she was jacking me off pretty good.  Her
hand moved slow but she was doing it at just the right spot.  I
started to rub her clit harder as I felt my own orgasm near.
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