CHAPTER 03:

I dragged myself on my knees, to my right, and ran my right palm along the smooth skin on the back of Bertille's right thigh, and rested my left cheek on her right buttock. during a moment. I kissed her again, lifted my head, and with my left thumb and finger very gently parted her buttocks and looked straight at the small entrance to her virgin pussy. My face was only inches from her entrance, so close I could smell her sexy scent there. Once again I ran the first finger of my right hand very gently along her slit, towards her entrance, but not trying to penetrate her, just feeling the slippery wetness of her pussy as my finger went through her.

Bertille had barely spoken, but she broke her silence;

➖ Do you like to touch me?

➖ME: Yeah

I nodded, not taking my eyes off its intimate opening.

Barely above a whisper, she said;

➖It's nice

My cock had been hard ever since we started kissing, and I wanted to jerk off, but it hadn't occurred to me to do so in this situation. As someone who had never had sex with a girl, my only experience of orgasm and sexual release was masturbation, so in my mind, that was what I wanted to do. Not only that, but since Bertille was my sister, going further than touching her pussy didn't seem to cross my mind either, and I just touched and fondled her like that, as long as she did. would allow.

I moved on my knees, to her new face, and kissed her mouth as she looked back at what I was doing. When I broke the kiss, she rolled onto her back and offered her mouth for more kisses. She still didn't say anything, but she reached out her left hand and gently held my neck as we kissed. Together we held the kiss, tasting our mouths and making it last. It was another long, soft, sexy kiss, and I felt another wave of excitement.

After we finished our kiss, I looked at Bertille's exposed pussy again. I reached out and touched her with my right hand, placing the side of my index finger along her slit. Bertille moved her left hand and gently held my right hand where it was, looked at me and screamed;

➖Mmm Maëlllll?

I turned to look at her and she said;

➖Does he ever touch you?

I lied;

➖No

➖BERTILLE: Really?

She smiled a little, and continued;

➖Marie said that all the guys touch each other.

➖ME: Not all guys

I probably wasn't very convincing, and I felt very uncomfortable. My mom once caught me jerking off, and her reaction, and the interview she gave me, made me very ashamed, even though I did it almost every day. I was hoping Bertille would change the subject.

➖BERTILLE: Are you sure?

His eyes sought mine. She could really be persistent, but I was in a position where I didn't want to get up and walk away to escape her interrogation.

I didn't answer, hoping she would lose interest and give up, but she said;

➖I do it myself sometimes

This surprised me a bit, but I decided to tell the truth, even though it wasn't a subject I was comfortable with, and said, rather awkwardly;

➖OK. I, uh, do that sometimes too.

Bertille seemed very happy to hear that.

She asked;

➖Is it pleasant?

I smiled at the question;

➖Yeah... And that's why people do it.

➖BERTILLE: How long did you do this?

➖ME: I don't remember.

➖BERTILLE: Are you coming?

She was a little more impatient. I looked at her pussy, still bare and exposed, still with my hand resting on it, held there by her own hand, and briefly thought how much I'd love to jerk off to orgasm right now. precise, looking at her like that, smelling her perfume there, and I just nodded. Coming was something I was embarrassed to talk about, but Bertille had asked me to, so I nodded and said;

➖Yes

Then I had to know. So I asked looking at her;

➖And you?

➖BERTILLE: Recently, I did but not when I started.

She used her left hand to press my right hand a little harder against her slit, and said;

➖When I started doing it, it was really good.

She made eye contact for emphasis;

➖I mean really good, but the more I got better, the better it started to feel, you know?

She took a breath and continued;

➖And for the past two months, when I do, I just seemed to explode with this really good feeling, and I knew I was coming.

My mouth and throat were dry. I had to swallow before I could speak.

➖ME: I didn't know girls did it until a guy at school told me.

Then I smiled. I couldn't help it.

Bertille also smiled;

➖The girls do it well.

My right hand could feel the warmth and wetness of her pussy.

➖BERTILLE: I have an idea. If I touch myself and let you watch, will you let me see how you do?

Jerking off in front of an audience was probably my worst nightmare, but the chance to see Bertille doing it was too good to miss, so I thought, why not? Then I thought about the practical aspects.

Without making eye contact, I say softly;

➖I probably shouldn't do it here on the couch.

➖BERTILLE: Why not?

She obviously had no idea.

I felt embarrassed by the answer, but I managed a smile.

➖ME: This could make a mess.

I looked at her pussy again. This time it was more to avoid eye contact.

Bertille took a deep breath when she realized this.

➖BERTILLE: Really? How much does it come out?

➖ME: A lot

➖BERTILLE: Do you want to do it in my room?

Her voice had that note she got when she wanted to be helpful.

I felt really weird asking that, but I said;

➖You have hand cream, right?

She gave me a mischievous smile and nodded. Her pussy was warm and wet, and after she let go of my hand, I removed it, somewhat reluctantly.

Bertille kissed me once more on the mouth and stood up. Her pussy was like a magnet to my eyes and I couldn't stop staring at her there. She looked down at herself, then back at me, with a knowing smile.

➖BERTILLE: Come on. It'll be fun.

She picked up her shorts and panties from the floor and headed to her bedroom.

Still barely believing what was happening, I got up and followed Bertille, staring at her bare bottom as I walked. I tried not to think about what I was about to do myself, in front of another person, and focused on the fact that Bertille was going to play with herself and let me watch.

We entered her room and Bertille said;

➖How are we going to do this?

She looked down at my jeans, which had a bulge in the front, and she swallowed.

➖ME: Let's just lie next to each other.

I felt a little uneasy, despite my excitement. Bertille handed me a tube of hand cream from her hairdresser and said;

➖How are you?

Little did she know that there were times I had borrowed her hand cream for this purpose, when she wasn't home. I nodded and she handed it to me.

Bertille seemed eager to get started, and she climbed onto her bed and slid down to make room. I sat down on the wrong side and lay down next to Bertille, on her right.

She asked softly;

➖Would you like to see how a girl does that?

With more eagerness than I wanted, I answered;

➖ME: Yeah

Bertille licked the first finger of her right hand and said;

➖I usually start by wetting my finger, but...

She stopped looking at me;

➖when you touched me, it already got me a little wet.

She moved her head and kissed my mouth again, the first time we'd kissed since we got off the couch.

She added;

➖It was really nice

Bertille put her finger in her slit and very gently began to caress herself. I sat up a bit to get a better look at what she was doing, and saw her finger gently parting her inner lips.

Without looking at me, she says;

➖Normally it takes a little longer, but after a while, after it starts to get wet, I can smooth it down to my clitoris and just gently touch my clitoris like that.

I could see Bertille gently stroking her clitoris, and I was surprised at how much juice there was already, on her finger and between her lips.

She looked at my crotch and said;

➖You also have to show me how you do it.

I needed to jerk off, although I still felt a little uncomfortable doing it in front of someone, but seeing that Bertille was already touching herself, I undid my jeans and slid her down. down my legs, dropping it on the floor beside the bed. I also lowered my calsif, but just enough to expose my cock and balls.

My cock was rock hard, and although not too big. Bertille looked at her, and took a breath;

➖Does it fit in a girl?

➖ME: Well, I guess so.

It was the best answer I could find. Bertille was already breathing a little harder, her chest was trembling a little, and she slowed down her caresses a little and said;

➖Ohhhhh, I better slow down or I'll come before you even start.

She looked at my erect cock and continued;

➖Come on, show me

She smiled eagerly as she gently touched her own pussy.

I put some of his hand cream on my right hand, then ran my hand over my cock, coating it with cream. Then I wrapped my hand around my cock like I always did, stroking it up and down, feeling the pleasurable sensation begin immediately. I already had a head start on reaching my orgasm, after kissing Bertille and caressing her pussy, but I held back, wanting to make it last a little longer. I didn't want to explode my load until I saw Bertille coming.

➖BERTILLE: Damn how long does it take?

Rubbing my cock, I say;

➖It depends, if you hold on, you can make it last longer.

➖BERTILLE: Are you holding up?

➖ME: A little.

Pleasure overwhelms me;

➖I wanted to see you come first before coming.

Bertille smiles;

➖Do it, Maël, I'm not trying to deceive you. I want to see you come. I promise you, if you let me see you get there first, you can watch me do it.

Bertille was still gently stroking her pussy, but she pulled her hand away and turned onto her right side, moving a little closer to me;

➖Can I touch it?

I was eager enough to finish and have my orgasm, but it was too good to miss. I pulled my hand away and Bertille gently wrapped her left hand around my erect tool.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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_TITLE: THE FORBIDDEN BORDER

_AUTHOR: LOLO