1. Remote Possibilities 2: s****r Abby


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Fetish, Sex Humor, Taboo, Author: drew1207, Rating: 96, Source: xHamster

    control objects, and one for implanting new skills - he couldn't wait to take that one out for a spin... or a swim. 'Heck,' he pondered, 'why not try now?' He hadn't yet used the remote on himself, and so when he opened up the tab that had a swimmer icon on it, pointing it at himself and choosing the butterfly stroke, it was an eerie feeling indeed. He clenched his eyes shut and pressed the button believing that he could be tempting fate with his attempt. Nothing. He hardly believed that it had worked, so, wanting to test it out, he headed down to the pool. Stopping at the door partly to prepare himself for the sight of his s****r and partly to prepare for what he intended to accomplish today, Andrew gazed out at Abby. He took a step through the threshold, remote securely strapped to his arm. &#034Seriously Andrew, It's only 10am and you're already being a pervert?&#034 Abby was on him the second he was in earshot. &#034Yeah I do have eyes, crazy right, because I swear if someone asked you wouldn't know I had anything but breasts.&#034 &#034Seriously Abby,&#034 he replied mockingly, &#034It's only 10am and you're already being a bitch? Wait, never mind, I forgot that was a 24/7 gig for you.&#034 He walked right passed her and jumped into the pool, being sure to splash his s****r as he did. He took immediately to the water and found that the second he tried to do the butterfly stroke, his muscles moved like they'd been doing it for years and he propelled himself through the ...
    water from one end to the other in no time. His newfound talents did not go unnoticed by Abby, who feigned sl**p while actually watching Andrew's muscles ripple as he glided through the pool. Both b*****r and s****r were shocked and Andrew proud, so he punched a few more swimming techniques into the remote and before long was unintentionally giving Abby a real show. The remote's commands of yesterday were by now taking effect. As she watched him, thinking that his sinewy shoulders and rugged abs were something she'd like to get her hands on, Abby began to moisten. Normally, she'd shrug off such a thought, reminding herself that he was her little b*****r and pretend that she was disgusted instead. But the remote had taken care of that roadblock, the most important of all. The resistance toward her b*****r she'd previously felt was now alleviated, and thoughts of him entered her head and refused to leave. As her arousal pushed her imagination further, she started thinking of what other things she might do with an attractive guy like Andrew - not that she'd ever tell him. Finished marveling at his new abilities, Andrew looked over at Abby, whom he'd seen staring at him when she thought he wasn't looking the few times he came up for air. This was new: Abby gawking at him. His heart skipped a beat - maybe the remote was finally working, letting her fantasize about him rather than quickly writing him off in denial and disgust. Once again, a light bulb in Andrew's head brought him ...
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