Again I heard the chime and watched as Ben went through them. It was so arousing knowing he would be able to clearly make out my nipples in the last few shots. Just watching him look at them and seeing his face get that hungry look was making me so wet and my nipples were getting even harder. I decided to give them a bit of a squeeze, it felt safe because he was so engrossed in the photos and besides, the risk of being caught was definitely giving me a thrill.
I reached up slowly with both hands and at first I just brushed my nails across the very sensitive tips of my nipples. God it felt so good that before long I was pinching and squeezing them. I had closed my eyes briefly as the ecstasy took hold and when I opened them again Ben was staring straight at me. How I could tell he was no longer looking at the photo's I couldn't tell you but I definitely could tell he was looking right at me. In my mind I was thinking do I keep going and pretend I couldn't tell he was looking right at me? Physically though I had already reacted so it would be a useless charade. I dropped my hands back down to the table and I knew my face was now cherry red.
"So aahhh do you... Um, I mean, did you like them?"
"They were fantastic but not as hot as that just was."
"Fuck! Sorry Ben, I shouldn't have done that."
"Oh my god, don't apologize. Never apologize for that."
I could still feel myself blushing but this was just too exciting to just let it drop.
"Well, uh in that case would you like to see the rest of my photo's?"
"Hell yes I want to see them."
Never had a statement had two meanings that were so clear so I decided to give him what he wanted. I attached the ones of me naked in front of the window and sent them. I heard them arrive and gave him time to open them; then when I saw his jaw drop open and his hand increase the motion below the desk I threw caution to the wind and stripped my t-shirt off. My nipples were so hard and sensitive as I brushed my fingertips over them. I was squirming in the seat and leaving damp, sticky spots on the leather.
I watched as he went through each photo and admired each one. When he came back to looking at me live the look of shock and lust on his face was unbelievable. It was written as clear as day all over his face. He wanted me and my body was reacting big time. I moved one hand down below my own desk and found the wet folds of my pussy. I was so sensitive I was tingling.
Ben was just staring slack jawed. The only movement from him was his slowly stroking hand. Teasing him was driving me wild. I don't mean just incredibly horny but wild like a feral animal. I was a woman possessed and I didn't care about anything in the world right at that moment but my own animal lust.
I applied some pressure with my two middle fingers and they slid straight into my sopping pussy. I felt some cum ooze out over them and I threw my head back in a throaty moan. I curled my fingers up against my G-spot and pushed against my clit with my palm. I damn near came straight away but with some deep breaths and holding my hand as still as possible I managed to hold it at bay for a little longer. I wanted to cum so bad but I was loving the slow torture of denying myself an orgasm too. Without being particularly conscious of it I began squeezing and pulling on my right nipple with my left hand and it was sending electric shocks throughout my body.
I looked back at the screen and was momentarily confused because I couldn't see Ben's face but a second later I realized it was because he was standing up. I focused on that glorious cock that I had already burned into my mind. I wanted it in more than just my mind though. I wanted it in my mouth and in my pussy, filling me up with that hot cum. It looked so delicious as he stood there stroking it. I was literally drooling at the thought of it in my mouth.
I then did something I have never done in front of another human being, not even my husband. I pulled my fingers from my pussy, held them up to show how wet Ben had made my pussy then popped them straight in my mouth. I licked and sucked my own cum from them like it was the greatest thing I had ever tasted. To be honest I have always enjoyed my own flavor and I have been curious about the taste of other women but it was something that had never occurred to me as being possible because I was married and I was afraid that Geoff would think I was becoming a lesbian or that I was just plain weird. Right now with Ben though, anything seemed possible and that included tasting that lovely looking pre-cum that was now oozing from my brothers handsome cock.
"Oh God, if you were here right now, that cock would be in my mouth instead of my fingers."
"Oh you have no idea how much I want that. I have wanted that for years."
This surprised the hell out of me but to be desired so much was sending me over the edge. I pushed back on my chair so he could see all of me. I even put my bare feet up on the edge of the chair, displaying myself in as lewd a way as possible. Part of me was shocked at my own behavior but I just wanted this so bad. To be desired like this was obviously something I desperately needed.
I plunged my fingers back into my pussy, being a little rougher than I normally would but I didn't care. I had to be filled right now. If I had a vibrator or dildo I would be fucking myself with that just to show Ben what I wanted him to do with his cock.
Seconds later I saw Ben stiffen and his hand stopped moving. I froze as the anticipation of what was happening got the better of me. Then it burst forth from him like a geyser. I saw his balls pull up tight then squirt after squirt of hot cum flew from him in a great arc and splashed onto the desk in front of him. Ben's orgasm triggered my own and I came like I was having a seizure.
It was one of the most intense sensations I had ever felt. Don't get me wrong Geoff wasn't a bad lover when we were younger and he rarely failed to make me cum but this...this... Well this was something else entirely. Normally an orgasm for me will rise gently like riding a wave then slip over the other side and plunge until it leveled out shortly after. It was nice and always left me feeling satisfied, although sometimes I got greedy and wanted another. This was entirely different. This was like pressing the up button in an elevator that was jet propelled. It rocketed up on me and launched me until I felt like I was free falling from an enormous height. Essentially the same process but faster, harder and more intense than any I had ever experienced before.
I finally came back to my senses and when I opened my eyes, there was Ben sitting there staring at me in what appeared to be awe. I was a little embarrassed by the intensity of the look on his face but I understood why. I mean we had just watched each other cum for the first time. I felt I needed to break the silence as it was really beginning to feel a bit awkward.
"Well that was bloody nice I must say."
"That was fucking amazing. Mind blowing. Stunning. Are you even remotely aware of how beautiful you are when you are cumming Sis?"
Now I was really blushing.
"Don't be silly. What's so beautiful about me twitching and jerking and making a mess."
I held up my still very wet fingers as proof of the mess.
"Oh my god. What's not beautiful about you? The way your cheeks flush and the look of pure ecstasy on your face. The way your thighs open and close rhythmically; how I want to feel them on my body or my head as you cum. The complete abandon as you give yourself over to absolute pleasure."
I had to laugh at this last line.
"You've been watching Rocky Horror Ben."
He laughed too but underlying all of this was the absolute honesty I could hear in his voice as he said those wonderful things to me. I felt more alive and more sensual than I had in years. I didn't know whether to be happy that I was feeling this way or sad that it had been so long since I had or guilty because I was enjoying someone other than my husband saying it.
We both needed to get cleaned up and after reluctantly saying our goodbyes I shut the computer down. I once again cleaned down the chair and went and had a shower. I spent the rest of the afternoon walking around naked and when the clock chimed three I reluctantly put my clothes back on. I refused, however to put on underwear. I felt so naughty for the rest of the afternoon wandering around the house with my pussy bare while the kids and Geoff went about their normal routine.
I was amazed again that they didn't pick up on my mood change over the last week but ultimately, I didn't really care. It just showed how much notice they ever took of me. In some ways I felt completely taken for granted and almost invisible to all of them but in my own way I was reveling in behaving in riskier ways.
