Chapter 1 - My Roomie Brenda and Her Brother
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Brenda was my freshman roomie at college. She was also my real first lesbian experience, unless you count my mom but your parents don't really count. Brenda and I had a fantastic freshman year together. At times we would tease each other with fantasies about incest but needless to say I never told her that mine were a bit more than just fantasies. Sure, Brenda was pretty open-minded and I knew that she harbored a few secretive ideas of her own about her brother but I was afraid she would freak out on me if she learned that I actually enjoyed sex with my parents.
Brenda's parents only loved about ten miles away from the campus but they still allowed her spend her freshman year in the dorm to help her acclimate to college life. One nice thing about them being so close was that she as able to spend most weekends at home and sometimes she invited me along. During one of my stays her twenty-six year-old brother David and his bitchy wife and two brats stayed overnight as well. David seemed more than just a little interested in me so I hinted to him that I was "available". Cutting a long story to the bone, before the night was over he was fucking me in Brenda's bedroom.
Well, as hot as it was to be fucked by a guy with his wife sound asleep just down the hall, that was NOTHING compared to what happened next. Brenda joined us and the two of them were together for the first time. They each learned that while they both had always wanted to be together like this, neither of them was brave enough to make the first move. It made me feel pretty good to know I was responsible for finally bridging the gap between them.
I do have to say that it was incredible to watch Brenda being fucked by her brother for the first time. I'd teased her about it mercilessly in the past and she had always pleaded for me to stop because she claimed that she could never go through with it. Well, here she was doing it and right in front of me at that!
The one strange thing about it all was that while both of them wanted to be together, neither of them felt comfortable doing it with just the two of them. It was almost like that would be going too far but with me there it wasn't all about just the two of them which somehow made it OK for them. I've never quite figured this out but hey, whatever works for ya...
One result of that night was that I was invited over a few more times during my freshman and sophomore years - you can guess why! Now I was nearing the end of my junior year and Brenda was still one of my closest friends. I mean, you don't live together for an entire school year, especially the way we did, and then just drift apart. She had since hooked up with a great guy who also saw to her physical needs and they spent almost all their free time with each other. We still said hello and chatted on the phone now and then but I hadn't visited her home in quite a while.
With Easter coming so late this year, our spring break had come and gone so other than extending the weekend for Good Friday it didn't mean a lot of time off. My youth group kids at church had been practicing their Easter play for months which was going to be presented over the weekend. I wanted to be there to support them so with the short holiday I wasn't planning on going home. As much as it killed me not to take advantage of an opportunity to get back to Pittsburgh, my kids were also important to me.
During the week I ran across Brenda between classes and she asked if I was going home for the weekend. I explained to her my plans and to my surprise she asked if I wanted to spend the Easter weekend at her house. Of course I accepted and for the rest of the week it was all I could think about - especially when I would masturbate in the morning with my horny roomie Jen!
Brenda already had a date with her boyfriend on Thursday night and I had to work with my kids on Friday for a few hours to get in some last minute rehearsals. I wanted to attend the Good Friday evening service so we agreed that I would drive over Friday night immediately after church.
So there I was Friday afternoon, plans in place and just waiting in my on-campus apartment for the evening service to begin. Jen had flown back to her home in Wisconsin for the long weekend and so I was left all alone making the room seem strangely empty without her bubbly personality filling it.
I had thrown a few clothes together in an overnight bag and was ready to hit the road straight from church. Brenda's family lived out of town near a small lake and her parents were pretty laid back so I didn't bother bringing anything too fancy along with me. From past experience the two of us just wore as little as possible anyway around the house although I wasn't sure if the weather was going to hold out for us or not.
I looked at my new bikini I had recently bought with a wry smile. Brenda had a pool but it would be a couple more months before it would be ready to use. I doubted it was going to be warm enough to do any sunbathing so I shrugged and put it back in the drawer with hopes it would come in handy another time.
Chapter 2 - Waiting Around
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I paced around the room like a tiger in a cage at the zoo. Finally I logged in to Yahoo to check my e-mail. I noticed not many people in my list were on-line and since I didn't have much else to do I changed my status to "Available". The results were predictable and I sighed as my screen suddenly filled with about a dozen windows as guys tried to contact me. It was overwhelming so I went back to being invisible and looked over the ones who were on my screen.
A couple of guys were inviting me to watch them on their cams so I closed the other windows and responded just to them. I was incredibly horny after thinking about Brenda all week and so I figured seeing as guy masturbate for me was better than nothing!
People have asked me why I like watching some strange guy jerking off and the answer is really pretty simple. First, you need to understand that I don't like porn because it has no personal connection to me. Watching some actor masturbating for a camera, knowing a production crew is watching and the whole thing is being faked, does nothing for me. Instead, I get turned on a thousand times more when a husband sends me a pic of his wife or daughter that he took at the last family reunion.
It may be hard to understand but when a guy sends me his family photos it's like he is sharing something personal with me that he knows he shouldn't. It's not that the pics themselves are naughty but it is the INTENT that makes me wet. Know his wife wouldn't appreciate him sending her pics to a girl that he discussed his desire to commit adultery with turns me on.
Guys camming is similar except it's even hotter. I've watched cams on adult web sites where they broadcast it out to anyone and everyone and found it doesn't really do much for me. It's like porn - cold and impersonal. They don't even know I am there so how can it mean anything to me?
On the other hand, when a guy talks to ME on his cam and I can actually watch him stroking himself, getting all nice and hard because he wants ME and desires ME, well THAT'S meaningful to me. I often get wet and usually masturbate myself as I see them get hard and stroke themselves as they chat with me and tell me how bad they want to fuck me.
I also love it when guys cum on a picture for me. Sometimes I like it to be on me or someone else in my family that turns them on from reading about them in my diary. It's even hotter when they use one of their wife or daughter, maybe a picture in a frame that has been sitting around the house. I think one of the most erotic sights for me was watching a guy cum on a photo of his own mother that was on the shelf next to his computer desk. Imagine how he must have felt next time his mom was over and saw it!
I started chatting with one of the guys and he quickly invited me to watch him. He was still dressed when his cam came on so I asked him to strip for me which he quickly did. His cock was already erect and so I asked him what made him hard. I smiled as he replied that he had been looking at some of my pictures and was dreaming about fucking me while his wife slept in the room down the hall. We chatted some more and I licked my lips as I saw his hand stroking his nice hard cock just for me to see. Mmmmmmm, he was nice and thick and getting bigger by the minute.
I put my finger in my mouth and imagined it was his cock I was sucking while I started to rub my pussy through my jeans. It became quickly obvious as I watched him jerking off that my situation wasn't going to work so I stood up and pulled my jeans down and off, leaving them in a pile by the chair. It left me with just my blouse on which I didn't bother to remove since nobody could see me anyway. I sat back down bare-bottom on my desk chair and spread my legs apart as I tried to type words of encouragement to him as best I could while playing with myself.
Unfortunately he started asking for nude pics of me which sort of took the wind out of my sail. Sending pics of me is such a pain as it is and guys always want nudes and sexual photos. Well, for one I simply do NOT send out sex shots - period. In addition, I don't send out nudes of anyone else in my family and those of me are quite limited and at least a year or more old.
I sighed and sent out a few nudes from a couple of years ago which seemed to satisfy him. He printed out one of me and my cousin sitting by a fireplace and asked me whether I wanted him to cum on me or Kristi. I smiled as I read his note while I watched him holding my photo by his cock with the head between the two of us. My cousin and I were "close" in many ways so it made me hot when guys would cum on her or me and her in a photo.
For the next five minutes or so I mostly played with myself watching him jerk off. I had to take a break now and then to send him an IM but he didn't seem to mind that I didn't keep up a constant flow of patter which I liked as it let me get myself off better as I watched him.
For once, I was faster than the guy and my first orgasm hit me as he was still stroking his cock with one hand while rubbing his balls with the other. I had to stop typing as I felt the wetness of my pussy growing and my thighs tingled as I rubbed my clit faster. I couldn't tear my eyes from his cock as I dreamed of it deep inside of me, stroking in and out of me like he was doing now to his hand.
