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.