I drove down for my younger brother, Jeff's, wedding a few months ago. I'd met his fiancée, Cristina, when they were still dating and both decided to visit me a year prior in Asia where I'd been living. Cristina was a petite Hispanic girl with a great smile, tight ass, and perky breasts. In my imagination, she was shaved down below or at least very well-kept. Seeing them walk together ahead of me on occasion during their visit, I'd also taken the liberty of imagining them both naked with her tight body bobbing up and down on his cock as she moaned into the air.
He was my brother, true, well...half-brother from our dad's second marriage. but we'd grown up separated for most of our lives, were 9 years apart in age, and our recent friendship that started a few years back when he contacted me on Facebook felt just like that—friends who shared similar tastes in our girls, bad jokes, and perhaps a few other hobbies here and there.
I was sincerely happy for the both of them and congratulated Jeff on his good luck at winning her over and keeping her attention the last 2 or 3 years they'd been dating.
But back to the wedding...
I made the 2-day road trip down the coast for the ceremony and they both insisted I stay with them at their place while I was there.
When I showed up at their place, they both greeted me with open arms. Cristina was wearing sweatpants and a white tank top that accented her tiny figure. When she leaned in for her hug, I picked her up in a big bear hug and spun her around, pretty much how we did it on our side of the family. Damn, she was lighter than I'd imagined! She couldn't have weighed more than 90 pounds soaking wet!
Once the greetings and hugs were over, we went inside. They showed me to my room and let me get comfortable. After being on the road for so long, I was dying to wash up and take it slow the rest of the evening, but we ended up cracking some beers and sat and talked a bit first.
About 30 minutes later, we were getting hungry so they suggested I hit the shower while they cooked up a quick dinner. Once in the bathroom, I began to undress when I noticed they'd forgotten to put out a towel. After poking around a bit and not finding one, I opened the door a crack and called out for assistance, hiding my naked body behind the door. Cristina answered from the kitchen with a "go ahead and hop in and I'll bring one in for you in a couple of few." Satisfied, I closed the door but now that I was in front of the mirror, and having noticed my unshaven appearance, I broke out my razor and filled the sink with warm water. My mind quickly moved on to other thoughts and, within a few minutes, the door swung open and there stood Cristina, extending a towel in my direction. She saw me naked but, before turning away, I caught her giving me a once-over with her eyes.
My hands covered in shaving foam, I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry about that," I said, attempting to cover my junk. She thought a second and replied with a smirk, "That's okay, I mean, we're gonna be family now, right?" Then she closed the door behind her and left me to finish up.
The hot shower felt amazing and I remember standing there awhile letting the jets of water overtake me. While soaping up, my mind wandered to the encounter a few minutes prior with Cristina looking at my cock. I imagined her sneaking back in and disrobing, slowly peeling back the shower curtain while quietly asking if she could join me. "Ugh, stop it!" I tried to reason with myself. "That's your brother's soon-to-be wife!" In the end, I decided I wasn't going to rub one out in their shower until I climaxed, but I did continue playing with myself a bit while thinking about what she must look like naked.
Once the shower ended, I changed and headed to the dining room for dinner. They'd made some awesome Spanish omelettes with an amazing-tasting IPA to wash it all down with. A short while later after we'd finished, we washed the dishes and headed back to the living room. My brother broke out his vape cartridge filled with CBD oil. We lounged about in their comfy sofas and Cristina put a movie on in the background while we passed the vape pen around and the weed started to take effect.
At some point in the conversation, Cristina asked about my wife who was still living overseas. I mentioned that we were still waiting for her green card paperwork to be processed. We'd been married over 10 years living together in Asia, but I'd been forced to move back to the US ahead of her to start work at the job transfer I'd accepted while she remained behind waiting for the US government to get their head out of their asses. It had already been a year since I'd moved and we were growing frustrated at the continued separation.
"You must be really lonely!" Cristina said with an endearing tone.
"Yeah, it really sucks," I responded.
"When was the last time you guys, you know, did it?" she asked, smartly.
I laughed. "You mean, have sex?"
"Yeah," she answered.
"Well, not since last year," I said, wondering where this was headed.
"Really?!" she asked, surprised. "How do you keep yourself, um, you know, satisfied down there," she continued, with a giggle in her voice.
My brother laughed nervously. "Why are suddenly so interested in my brother's sex life all of a sudden?"
She revealed to him that she'd walked in on me while I was in the bathroom a bit earlier and told him what she saw which made her think to ask the question.
"Do you just touch yourself every night, or maybe you have a girlfriend on the side?" she pressed, with a curious smirk on her face.
I laughed. "No, no girlfriend, really, but um, yeah, I guess I'm pretty good at keeping myself happy. Plus, you know, I mean, I have pictures of my wife that I look at to keep me, uh, how shall I say?...motivated."
Cristina and my brother laughed. The weed had now fully claimed us all.
"So, are you gonna masturbate in bed tonight?" Cristina asked, teasingly. "Cuz you know, we just, uh, washed the sheets."
"I'm not saying I will, but if I do, I'm certainly not gonna tell either of you about it!" I responded, laughing.
"Oh, come on! We're gonna be family now! You can tell us," she countered, now seeming genuinely interested in how I'd answer.
"Nope! Not telling!" I deflected with another nervous laugh.
My brother took that as an opportunity to change the conversation, and we went off on another set of topics for awhile longer.
At some point, I opened my eyes and realized I'd drifted off to sleep on the comfortable sofa I was sitting on by myself. "All that driving really did me in," I thought. Still groggy, I glanced over to where my brother and Cristina had been sitting. The lights seemed to have been turned down from what I'd last remembered, but were still giving off enough light to be useful. And that's when I saw them there, Cristina on top of him, grinding her crotch onto his, facing him as he sat there on the sofa. They were both kissing deeply as she wriggled her ass over what had to have been his very erect penis.
I don't know how long I kept watching, but my own pants were growing tighter as they continued making out on the sofa next to mine on the night before they'd say their vows.
A few moments later, Cristina put her hands around the hem of her tank top and pulled it slowly over her head, throwing it to the floor. Her breasts were indeed small, but shapely, and her dark brown nipples deliciously puffy though growing harder as she fed them to my brother. He kissed and licked them, sliding his hands up and down her waist and over her ass then back up again.
She was grinding him deeper now when she suddenly wheeled over and slid her pants and panties off in one clean movement, revealing her perfect ass with what I could confirm to be a perfectly shaved pussy. With her clothes now gone, my brother quickly unbuttoned his pants and slid them and his boxers off and onto the floor. His cock now stood fully erect under her, waiting to be deployed into action. Not having grown up together, I realized this was the first time I was seeing his cock. To be honest, it was a bit like my own--about 7 or 8 inches in length and moderately thick, and there it was, glistening in the dim light of the room. "Damn bro! Good job!" I thought to myself. "No wonder she likes you! That must feel amazing inside her tiny body!"
I was also fully erect now, but still wearing my pants as I watched Cristina lowering her naked body on top of my brother's rather sizable head. She paused, rubbed it back and forth a bit over her lips to transfer her wetness to him, then slowly positioned herself onto him, taking him deep inside her.
"Holy shit! This is amazing!" I thought to myself. Cristina began working herself up and down his shaft, and I slowly slid my hand down to my own pants to undo them so I could free my now aching member.
Her moans increased as did both of their breathing rates. My brother must have become self-conscious at the increasing noise and told Cristina to be quiet so they wouldn't wake me. It was then that Cristina turned her head slightly my way as if to monitor me out of the corner of her eyes when she saw I was awake and watching them both! With my hand down my pants and my cock half out, I thought for sure I was a goner!
Instead, she turned to my brother and said, "Don't look now, but I think your brother's awake and been enjoying the view," as she continued to pump up and down his now very wet shaft. My brother froze and slowly looked over at me.
