This is the parallel story to "Clare gets David to do his sister" told by the sister. It covers the same storyline but in her words AND she adds a few extra things.
It does get a bit graphic in parts and some readers complain about double cream pie so be warned, there is some in this story.
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Zoe's Side of the Story
I think I remember precisely when I saw my brother, David, as the answer to my needs – my sexual needs that is. I guess it was when he had just turned eighteen. We've always been quite close and reasonably close to our parents too. We have no other brothers or sisters. David's a good looking guy and he's a couple of years younger than me.
I realised as I tried to plan my entry into the world of full sex that I had a nervousness about choosing the right guy to be my first. I wanted it to be special. I know that I'll always remember my first time, my first guy, my first cock, so I had to get it right. I have had quite a few boyfriends – I'm quite attractive even if I say so myself – but I'd never let any of them take the ultimate step. I've let them feel my tits and finger my pussy. I've let some of them 'persuade' me to give them a blow job.
Actually, I enjoy blow jobs but I do make the guys coax me into performing on them. I swallow. As hard as they've tried, I never let one of them fuck me. Of course, some of them dumped me as a result. They seemed to think that they had a given right to penetrate my body with their stiff cocks.
I wondered about asking my mother for advice. I know that her and Dad are still quite sexually active because sometimes I can hear them. But somehow, I don't know how to ask my mother how I decide who can fuck me.
I know that my close girl friends think I'm daft. They're all getting laid regularly – and loving it. I know I'm not frigid because I love the idea of being fucked – and I'm bold enough for the blow jobs. I just needed to find the right guy to be the first one in me.
One weekend morning, I was laying in bed. I was naked and I was masturbating. I had two fingers in my pussy and I was frigging at top speed. I love my morning orgasm and I frig most mornings. I was very wet and I was close to coming. There was a quick knock on the door and it opened slowly. David looked around the door and came in once he saw that I was still in bed and covered by the duvet. As he walked in, wearing just his boxers, he was asking me if I could drive him into town later. I don't know if it was the fact that I was on the verge of an orgasm when I saw his semi-naked body but suddenly a light went on in my mind, the horny part of my mind. I slowly eased my fingers out of my pussy and lowered my legs.
I looked at my brother's torso and belatedly realised that he is quite physically fit. He does a bit of gym including weights. His own weight is right for his height and, as I said, he is good looking.
I realised he was waiting for an answer to his request for a ride into town so I told him that if Mum or Dad will lend me a car I'd drive him. I started a conversation to keep him there and we chatted away. Then he said "Hey, you'll need to get up if I'm going to be on time!"
I got a bit naughty in my aroused state and I sat myself up in bed, letting the duvet fall from me. I was showing him my tits as I said "Okay!"
He stared at me, his eyes popping out of his head. I'm in a C cup bra now and I have a slender back so my tits look quite big. My nipples were hard and erect. David has seen my tits from time to time over the years but usually accidentally – and certainly not recently. This occasion though, was deliberate on my part. I thought I could detect a bulge growing in his boxers as he gazed at my tits.
I realised that it was exciting me too, showing him my tits. So, I had discovered that my brother gets aroused by my body. And I get aroused by showing him my tits. Perhaps I'd found my answer. I knew I could trust David. I knew I could get naked with him so perhaps he could be my first fuck.
A few days later, David and I were alone in the house. Our parents were going to be out for a while. I told David that I was going to take a shower. Deliberately, I left the bathroom door open. We have a large bathroom with a shower cabinet with Perspex panels. I had a long shower hoping he'd come past the bathroom. Sure enough he did.
Once I knew he was in the doorway watching me, I did a bit of a display for him without letting our eyes meet. I took ages over soaping my tits. I shaved the edges of my bush. I washed my legs, bending with my bum facing him, pushing my hand through my legs and washing my pussy too. When I finished showering, I saw him dart off towards his room. I used the smallest towel I could find to wrap myself with and I went into his room to talk to him. I could see him looking at my pussy. I made sure it was on view to him, as well as quite a lot of tit.
There was no doubt that he was aroused by it. I could see the bulge in his trousers. I found myself imagining his cock, stiff and erect. And I realised I was getting wet. My pussy was becoming moist. I was getting aroused from my little game with my brother. I was becoming convinced that he and I could fuck.
I waited for the right chance when David was showering and I walked in on him. He exclaimed something and I said that I needed to find something in the bathroom. I could see his cock and he didn't try to hide it either – which pleased me. It was almost fully erect, probably from him washing it. It's a nice size, bigger than the ones I had sucked off. I complimented him on it, trying to hint that I could fancy a go with it. I'm not sure that he picked up on what I said.
My next thing I did with him was fun. I hid a bra in his room. Later I walked in on him and I was wearing just a bra and some skimpy panties. They were figure hugging and showed the shape of my pussy lips. I told him that I'd lost the bra that matched the panties. He told me that it wouldn't be in his room but I found it where I'd put it.
I said Mum must have put it there by accident. I didn't want him thinking that I thought he was perving with my bra. But anyway, I changed my bras over right in front of him, close up to him. I saw him gazing at my tits as I took my time putting the second one on. My nipples were really erect. I was getting off on showing him my tits and he was obviously enjoying it.
Then there came a real chance and I nearly went for it. Mum and Dad were out. David was in bed. I got stripped off and put a pyjama jacket on. I went into his room and feigned a story about a boy upsetting me. I asked if I could get into bed with him so he could comfort me. He let me in. As I pushed into the bed, a single bed, my pyjama jacket rode up, leaving it covering only my tits really.
I put an arm under his neck and pushed his head onto my breast. With my free hand I caressed his six-pack. I pushed my bush against him. He must have felt it. Then I let my free hand push lower, under the waistband of his boxers. I tinkered with his pubes. I felt him move his cock away from my hand. I knew he was hard.
Mind you, I was drenched. My cunt was sopping wet with excitement. I wanted to be fucked. I wanted David to fuck me. I longed for him to push me flat on my back, roll himself between my legs and thrust his hard cock deep into my yearning cunt.
He didn't, not that I could really expect him to just like that. I was talking in whispers into his ear but not about us fucking, just about how I didn't understand guys. I could feel my pussy juices flowing out of me onto his bed sheet. We talked like that for a while and it got too near the time for our parents to get home. I said I'd better go and I slithered up out of the bed. I made sure to show him my naked pussy just inches from his face.
I went to my room, got into bed and fingered myself off for three or four orgasms. I bet he was wanking at the same time.
A few days later, I sensed a bit of a change in David. It was a subtle change in his mood, his confidence and his approach to me. We've always got on really well but now he seemed to want to do more things for me. He was kinder, even more considerate.
Then I overheard him on his phone talking to a girl called Clare. It was clear from the things he said to her that they had been intimate. He described her tits and her slender body. And he described how hard he came. So my brother was not a virgin. I realised that my inner feelings were that I was pleased with this news. He had some sexual experience. He had fucked already, so now I needed him to fuck me.
I had a date with a guy around that time. We went to a club and we danced a lot. He was grinding against me and enjoying it. So was I. I could tell it got him hard. He got me out of the club after that and into his car. He pulled up somewhere dark and quiet and we kissed.
I let him grope my tits, inside my bra and I let him finger me. I was hot for a fuck but I wasn't going to let him be the one and not in a car. As he was fingering my pussy, I said "We're not gonna fuck but I'll give you a blow job."
He said "Okay!" and pulled his trousers down to reveal his cock. I realised he was about David's size and it made me decide to fantasize that I was sucking David off. I bent down to it and I took hold of his stiff shaft. I could see the emboldened veins and the rather pointed knob in close detail despite the dim light. I could smell his erotic musky maleness.
As I slid his knob between my lips, I cupped his large balls, softly caressing them. He pushed his finger back into my cunt. I was soaking wet. He finger fucked me quite vigorously.
I pushed more of his cock into my mouth, lashing it with my tongue. He pushed my head down with quite a jolt and his knob hit the back of my throat. I don't do deep throat but I managed not to gag. I began long strokes of my mouth over his knob and some of his shaft, going as fast as I could. I softly squeezed his balls and I heard him groan.
"Fuck! That's good!" he gasped as I got into a fast rhythm. "Fuck! Yeah! That's it! Yeah" he said breathlessly, losing concentration on fingering my pussy. I kept up the pace. I'd done it many times. "Oh yes! You beautiful cock sucker, you. Yes!" he groaned.
I sensed his knob swell up even more. "Ohhhh! I'm there!" he growled and a powerful jet of his thick creamy spunk burst into my mouth. His fingering stopped although his finger was still in me. Another spurt, then another. I was gathering it, not swallowing yet. I drained his balls into my mouth.