My brother asked me to do something for him: masturbate for him. He always tells me how he loves to watch me touch myself; and, this time he said that he wanted to know exactly how I liked to be touched. The idea of performing for my brother excited me.
I put on a lingerie outfit, like I do even when I’m alone. What girl doesn’t want to look sexy? I leaned over the bed, with my legs as far apart as possible, and I began hitting my cunt against the corner of the bed. I spread my ass cheeks and I could hear my brother’s breathing change; I smiled, unbeknownst to him. Then, I put one leg up on the bed and spread my cunt wide for him, letting the cold air hit the wetness. I shivered and rubbed my clit while staring directly into his eyes. I was cumming already; and, as I moaned loudly, I saw him breathing heavily. I knew that his cock was hard; and, for the second orgasm, I was going to make him suffer even more. He knows that I never stop with one!
I positioned myself on my bed so that I could see myself in the mirror. I shoved three of my slender fingers into my wet pussy and began pumping them violently. I felt my own cum dripping down my hand and elbow. I bit my lower lip as he got closer. He knew what was going to happen: I was going to squirt. He bent down on his knees and opened his mouth. I pumped harder against the soft round patch of juice. I shot my load, projecting it right onto his face and in his mouth. My body shook as my fingers touched my clit when I collapsed on top of the bed. He lay next to me and kissed my back, my neck, and my lips. I have the best brother in the world!