The rest of this story is my version of what Clea shared with me later; and, it’s told from her perspective. I didn’t understand then, or much care; but I knew that right then anyway, I was obsessed with the thought of watching Dave jacking off. Earlier that afternoon, I’d known that he was in the den watching Anita and me lying out topless. For some reason I started thinking of him in there with his pecker out and all big and hard. I just knew he’d be in there jacking off, and I couldn’t stop thinking about actually getting to watch him doing it. Later that evening it was still all I could think about, and that’s what had led me to his room. So, their I was naked in his desk chair with my feet up on the foot of his bed, and feeling more exposed then I’d ever felt in my life. That’s when I realized that the thought of doing myself in front of Dave actually had me more turned on then the thought of seeing him jacking off. Hey, not that I wasn’t still on fucking fire to see that shit. I wanted to be sure, so I said “Hey bro, this is just for fun, right? You know that we’re not going to like fuck or anything like that”? The poor boy’s eyes never left my totally, right out there and exposed pussy, but he did manage to actually speak. “Yeah sure, we’re only playing around. God, you are my sister”. Yeah sure, but this sister’s pussy was on fucking fire; and for sure I’d never been so turned on before. Dave wasn’t even touching his cock, but I was positive that he’d just have to; well, if he kept his eyes on my play anyway. Mostly when I’m masturbating I just touch myself, and work my clit. So, that’s where I started; with one hand spreading my pussies lips apart, and the other one flicking a finger out over my clit. Yeah, I’d gone straight for it, I told you that I was on fucking fire. Gosh, I’d been getting myself off since I was about twelve, but None of my boyfriends had ever done it for me, and I’d sure as Hell never did myself in front of one of them either. My first orgasm was fast, and oh fuck, did I ever love being able to be loud and ham it up. You know; lots of “Oh my God, oh my god, I’m cuming. Yes, oh yes, yes, yes, oh shit, I’m cuming”, and other such shit. Dave’s mouth just absolutely hung open; and as if that wasn’t enough, he also had a hand just flying up and down his cock. Gosh, I’ve forgotten to mentioned that Dave’s cock is pretty damn big; well its sure longer and thicker then my boyfriends anyway. Another time we measured it, and it was almost eight inches. That’s pretty big, right? I was breathing in gasps, but I asked him “Did you like that brother dearest? Want to see some more”? Hey, at least he managed to nod. The same finger that had just tortured my clit was the one I pushed in to my vagina. Not only was I on fucking fire, but I was just, well dripping wet. Before I actually decided to do it, I had three fingers fucking myself, and pretty damn hard too. It was poor Dave’s turn to let loose with the “Oh my Gods”. And, oh my, he even stopped his hands frantic pumping to stare open mouthed. I kept those fingers moving, and got another finger working on my clit. Surprise, it was still all swollen, and, well sensitive beyond words. I came again almost at once, but kept fucking and flicking, and came again, and again, and again. When my mind cleared enough I realized that Dave hadn’t cum yet. So, of course, I encouraged him. “Come on bro, do it. I want to see you cum. Oh God, come on work that big hard cock. Do it bro, shoot you’re cum for me”. Hell, I was about to jump up and do him myself when his butt bucked up and he just exploded a stream of hot cum. And, I know it was hot, because half the damn stuff landed on my thigh. I’ll tell you what; none of my boyfriends ever blew that much cum. I wiped up a finger full and flicked my tongue out for a taste. OK, so yeah, I’d never even gone down on a guy before, and I’d sure never tasted one’s stuff either. But hey, I liked it fine, and sucked that finger in to my mouth. Well, I’d cleaned my thigh, and the only cum left was the stuff still smeared over the head of Dave’s cock. And, I’m pretty sure that if Dave hadn’t looked so shocked, that I’d have licked that right up too. We were spared any awkward moments by the sound of the garage door. I scrambled for my robe; Dave got a kiss on the cheek, and a “That was real fun. I love you. Dave still wore that stunned stupid look, but he still managed to hug me. I stopped at the door and reminded him of my promise. “Oh man Dave, I can hardly wait to get Anita over. Thanks bro; that really was just a total ball”. And you know what; the poor boy still hadn’t said a word. Let’s just say that my fantasies about Anita’s next visit practically had my clit worn down to a nub. But, late the following week Mom was off doing the Mall thing and Anita was on her way over. I burst in to Dave’s room without knocking; and the little shit had his pecker out. “Hey bro, you might just want to save it, because Anita’s on her way over”. You know what; he just grinned at me, and kept right on jacking off. I stood there with my hands on my hips and stared. The bastard had a handful of Kleenex, and that’s right where his load ended up. Sure, he did it to torment me, why do you think I called him a bastard? I wasn’t really mad at him, in fact I was giggling. Dave laughed; caught my eye, and told me “That was a good one. I was imagining shooting it right in to your mouth. I’ll bet that you’d totally love that, wouldn’t you sis”? Apparently all the wet that should have been in my mouth had deserted for my pussy, because this girl’s mouth was bone dry. But hey, my nasty glare still worked just fine. And, Dave got a full dose of it, before I spun around, and flipped him the finger on my way out. Anita was watching as I stood up and slipped my thong bottom down and kicked it aside. “I’m tired of tan lines”, I told her. I picked up the sun screen hoping that Dave was already watching, and made quite a erotic little show out of bending to spread the lotion over my bare ass and on down my legs. “Come on Anita, you don’t want to be the only girl with tan lines do you”, I teased. ”What about your brother”, she wanted to know. “I know he was checking us out last time”. “Who cares; anyway he’s up in his room”, I lied. “Yeah right”, she said with a giggle. “Anyway, it kind of gets me all hot thinking about him jacking off and fantasizing about fucking me or whatever he’d be imagining”. OK, so I had her naked; all I needed now was an excuse to go in and hook up with Dave....

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