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Emma slowly crawled up next to Sophie and snuggled close against her warm body.
“That was so wonderful,” she purred softly.
“Yes… what we’ve been missing all this time,” Sophie whispered. “Never again will we wait so long.”
They dozed peacefully in each other’s arms for a long time, basking in the afterglow.
Finally, Emma stirred. She rolled over, stretched luxuriously, and smiled. “You know, I’m starving. You stay here and rest. I’ll go find us something to eat.”
She glanced at the clock on her way to the bathroom. “Wow! It’s already after three. No wonder I’m so hungry.”
Sophie stayed in bed with a satisfied, dreamy smile on her face, drifting in and out of wonderful dreams.
She woke when Emma returned to the room.
“I ordered some Chinese takeout. They’ll deliver it. I was in no shape to cook anything,” Emma said with a laugh. “I’m going to take a quick shower. Toodle-oo.”
Sophie got up too. “Mind if I join you?”
“Okay, but no hanky-panky,” Emma warned with a playful grin. “I don’t know if I could handle any more right now.”
“I could,” Sophie teased.
“You’re turning into a total nymphomaniac, aren’t you?”
“No… I just have a new favorite toy,” Sophie replied, eyes sparkling. “Why not take full advantage of a good thing?”
After a few moments, Emma leaned over to turn on the shower. Sophie couldn’t resist reaching out and giving her a teasing touch.
“Ooooohhhh!” Emma cried. “Don’t do that! At least wait until I get out. Maybe we can fool around some more afterward.”
Emma stepped into the shower and began lathering up.
“Need any help?” Sophie offered. “I’d love to get in there with you.”
Just as Sophie was about to join her, the doorbell rang loudly.
“Oh, there’s the food,” Sophie said. “I’ll go get it, but you’d better watch out when I come back.”
She grabbed a robe, slipped it on, and headed downstairs. The bell kept ringing impatiently.
“Hold your horses! I’m coming!”
By the time she reached the door, the delivery boy was already turning to leave.
“Okay, I’m here,” she called.
He turned and came back up the steps.
“Your stuff is here, ma’am. $8.47. No checks, no credit.”
Sophie stood in the doorway, fumbling with her wallet while trying to keep her robe closed. It was a bit of a struggle.
“Oh, come on in,” she said. “I don’t have enough cash right here.”
“I ain’t supposed to go inside houses, ma’am,” he said shyly.
“Well, I don’t want to stand here with the door open. Either come in or leave.”
He hesitated, then sidled in like a crab. Sophie closed the door and turned to go find more money, but paused and looked back at him.
“What’s your name?”
“Uh… Sam, ma’am.”
“Don’t I know you, Sam? Don’t you go to Jefferson? And you can drop the ‘ma’am.’”
“No, ma’am. I go to Henderson Tech.”
Sophie shrugged. He seemed a bit slow, but he wasn’t bad-looking — a little short, stocky, almost muscular but with a touch of softness.
“What does your boss give you for this extra delivery?” she asked casually.
“He gives me a little extra, ma’am.”
Sophie made a mental note to tip him well. “Wait here. I’ll get the change.”
A few minutes later she returned. Her robe had parted slightly in her hurry. Sam’s eyes immediately dropped, staring at the smooth skin and curves visible through the gap. His jaw fell open and his eyes widened.
“Here’s your money. Keep the change,” she said, holding it out.
Sam didn’t hear a word. He just stared, a little drool forming at the corner of his mouth.
Sophie stood there, fascinated. No one had ever looked at her quite like that before. She felt a strange rush of power and excitement.
She was about to say something when she heard Emma coming down the hall.
“Where’s the food? I’m starving,” Emma called. “All that sexy stuff made me ravenous.”
Emma’s voice made Sam look up. His eyes widened even more when he saw her. He swallowed hard, clearly agitated, and both of his hands dropped to his crotch, one rubbing nervously over the growing bulge in his jeans.
Sophie noticed it immediately — the distinct outline of an erection forming, pushing down one leg of his pants.
“Sam… Sam!” she said firmly.
“Uh… yessum?”
“What are you trying to hide from us, Sam? After seeing my sister like this, I think it’s only fair you show us what you’re hiding.”
Emma whispered behind her, “Sue— I mean Sophie, what are you doing?”
“Trust me,” Sophie whispered back. Then louder, “Go on, Sam. Just drop your pants. Why don’t you unzip for us? Don’t you want to please us?”
Sam’s breathing grew heavier. Very slowly, he reached for the button of his jeans and fumbled it open. Then he pulled down the zipper.
His jeans slid down. The girls’ eyes widened as they saw his huge cock already straining against his underwear, the thick head pushing out one leg.
“Keep going, Sam,” Sophie encouraged.
He pushed his jeans all the way down, then, with trembling hands, pulled his underwear down too.
There he stood — from the waist up still fully clothed, but from the waist down completely exposed, with an absolutely massive cock standing proudly out in front of him. It was long and thick, easily nine or ten inches, with a large, flushed head.
Both sisters stared in awe, their mouths slightly open.
“My god…” they whispered almost in unison.
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