Dorsai: Eight is enough

"Your room. We can hear if anyone comes home, and I can duck into the bathroom before anyone can see me."

Dawn had hoped (though she knew she knew better) that he wouldn't have thought it through, but when he told her his solution, she had to admit that it was a pretty good one. Now that she was faced with actually letting Jeremy watch her as she masturbated, Dawn found that the desire and arousal she was feeling were considerably larger than the embarrassment she felt about it. Turning, she led the way the short distance down the hall to the door to her room, and then inside. When Jeremy was inside, too, she carefully pushed the door shut, listening to make sure that it latched – and then giving it a small tug, just to make sure.

Turning around, she saw that her brother had already gotten himself situated in her chair; when she looked at him, he answered the implied question by saying "I said I liked what I saw, and that I wanted to see you and watch you; and that's all I'm going to do: just sit here and look and watch. I figure it'll be easier and better for you if I don't say or do anything to… distract you while you're, um, busy. I think you're pretty and really sexy, and I'd like to be able to look at you again before… you know. But that wasn't part of the deal, so if you don't want to let me do that, I won't complain."

Dawn was considerably relieved that all he was going to do was just sit there, and not do anything else. Even more, she was surprised (and even more than a little flattered) when he said he thought she was pretty and sexy. It was only while she was on her way home that she'd admitted to herself that having him seeing her naked, and watching as she got herself off, made her excited. She considered it for a few moments, and finally decided that if he was going to watch her while she played with herself, then letting him just look at her while she was naked wasn't that big of a deal, and told him "If you want to look it me, that's okay. You can even watch while I take my clothes off, and I'll kind of 'model' for you for a little bit before I… do the other part. I suppose you'll want to look closer, so I guess it's okay if you scoot a little closer – but you stay in the chair, and no touching, right?"

Jeremy didn't hesitate to agree, and Dawn seemed willing to accept his assurance. After a few awkward seconds, she decided that she might as well get on with it – both to get it over with, and because she could again feel the desire in her loins building. With a conscious effort to ignore Jeremy's presence, she quietly went about ridding herself of her school clothes; when she stood up after sliding her panties down her legs, she could feel the air currents in the room caressing her nipples, making her breasts feel tight even as her nipples erected. Between her thighs, she began to get the 'hollow' feeling that she'd come to recognize as her need to pleasure herself. Keeping her promise to Jeremy, she went over to stand in front of him for several seconds before slowly going through a number of different poses she'd seen in magazine ads. Deciding to tease herself a little bit by letting the desire and tension build in her body, she gave Jeremy plenty of time to look her over (front and back) before finally moving to lie on her bed so that she was 'facing' the chair where Jeremy was seated.

Closing her eyes so that she couldn't see her brother, Dawn began softly caressing herself, and imagining that the touches were from the hunky guy that was in her Civics class. It was pretty slow going at first, because she couldn't help remembering that her own brother had his butt planted in her chair, and was watching everything she did. But she finally managed to get the focus and concentration she needed, and was able to start getting the results she was after…

Not wanting to screw up a good thing, Jeremy was absolutely committed to keeping his word about staying in the chair, not touching Dawn; and generally being as agreeable and understanding as he could – consistent with getting what he wanted, of course. Watching as Dawn took her clothes off was even more 'interesting' than when he'd gotten to watch her put them on; and that little show she put on for him afterwards was almost more than he could stand: he could see how tight her tits were, and watched as her nipples slowly got longer and harder, and the areas around them puckered up. A few times, he could have sworn that he saw the area between her thighs, and even one or both of her inner pussy lips! Then, when she'd turned around and struck some of those other poses, it was all he could do to keep from leaning forward and grabbing a double handful of his sisters tight little ass and hanging on for dear life.

But absolutely nothing prepared him for what happened once she got onto the bed and laid down: the way her legs were slightly spread, he didn't have any trouble seeing between them, and the small, thin lips that he knew bracketed the entrance to her vagina. He could also see that the dark cloud of her bush quickly faded out about halfway down the cleft of her sex. He could tell that she was having some trouble getting started, and knew that the problem was his presence; since he was there precisely because he wanted to be able to watch her get herself off, he figured the only thing he could do was to simply sit quietly and hope that she'd eventually be able to forget about him.

It took a little while, but that was just what finally seemed to happen: as he looked on, Dawn slowly became more and more excited as she slowly and softly played with her own tits, and caressed herself, and even briefly sucked on some of her own fingers. Several minutes into things, he began to detect a faint odor – slightly musky, but also somehow spicy and sweet, too, and most definitely pleasant. Another couple of minutes, and he was able to tell that it was coming from Dawn; and more specifically, her pussy: looking closely, he could see that her inner lips had not only gotten a little thicker and darker, but separated some, too – and that the area between them was faintly glistening. It took him only a few moments to connect the smell he'd noticed with that sight, and understand that what he was seeing and smelling was some kind of overflow of her woman's juices. Though he knew not to do it then, or even any time soon, he still resolved that he'd get the chance to find out for certain just what they were all about!

Even as Jeremy was taking note of the physical changes that were happening as his sister got more and more excited, he realized that she was also starting to move a little more, and sometime softly making noises like the ones he'd heard the first time he'd watched her. Though he hadn't thought it possible, he felt his cock getting even harder inside the tight confines of his pants…

Able to concentrate on what she needed and wanted to do, Dawn was quickly and easily able to bring herself the kind of pleasure and stimulation that she needed to become more and more aroused and get closer to the release that she simply had to have.

While one hand was kept busy at her breasts, softly stroking and squeezing them and pinching and pulling on her nipples, the other was just as occupied between her thighs: still a virgin, she wasn't putting her fingers inside herself, but she damn well wasn't the slightest bit reluctant to use them to tease her opening. Using the ample lubrication her body was providing, she was also teasing and rubbing her clitoris. Without realizing it, she had started making all manner of small noises of pleasure and arousal – softly at first, but as her excitement increased, so did the volume of the sounds. She was also beginning to arch her hips up off the bed – and unwittingly pulled her legs up and spread them.

Jeremy was amazed when he realized how much Dawn was actually getting into what she was doing; he wasn't all that sure that he could have gotten himself erect if he'd had someone watching (and waiting for!) him to masturbate. Then when he saw her legs move and spread, he became fascinated with the show she was giving him: the way her inner lips grew darker and thicker, separating more and more and making visible the wetness between them; the intermittent flashes of her clitoris between her shiny fingertips; and how her face and shoulders had developed a kind of blush as her excitement had increased. Though his only knowledge about how a female climaxed was the single brief exposure he'd gotten from Dawn before, Jeremy somehow knew that Dawn was getting close. Inside his pants, his cock was harder than he'd ever thought it even could get, and he was as excited as he'd ever felt – and he hadn't even touched himself yet!