Plain Jane Becomes Dirty Jane

I woke up the next morning a little groggy, so had a shower straight away which helped enormously. I put on a loose t-shirt and just my knickers and a short denim skirt not bothering with a bra for now and padded downstairs barefooted and had some breakfast and a cup of tea just as my brother came in the back door into the kitchen. He looked a little sheepishly at me and we chatted briefly and then both went through to the lounge and as Ryan was out on a bike ride he said he wanted to speak to me about something. We sat down each on a sofa with the coffee table between us and he started off by saying,

"I wasn't sure whether I should be a bit worried about you Jane?"

"Worried? What for? I'm fine."

"It's just all the men you were talking about last night you know..."

"That I let fuck me."

I said bluntly. Marcus swallowed and he was clearly a little less easy talking about it when he was stone cold sober. He fidgeted slightly in his seat and said,

"Well, yeah."

"Why, what's wrong with having a bit of fun?"

"Nothing, as long as you are careful."

"I'm on the pill if that's what you mean!"

"Are you? Oh, well I suppose that's part of it, but it's more...well, I mean who were all these blokes?"

"You really want to know?"

"Yeah, I guess so, I mean how did you meet them?"

"Well, the first guy was one of my tutors."

"Shit, really?"

"Yeah, that actually went on for some time and I did loads of stuff with him that I'd never really done before."

"How do you mean?"

"Well I mean we fucked a lot, but he also got me into sucking his cock and swallowing his spunk."

"Bloody hell, Jane!"

"I thought you wanted to know?"

"Yes, well OK, I suppose...he didn't force you though?"

"Oh God, no, well at least not to start with. I mean I loved it! He had a way of encouraging me to do all sorts of naughty things, I discovered so many with him that were new to me, or I never really enjoyed before. He kind of educated me you could say, and he could be very persuasive. He liked to take photos of me as well, you know, stripping off for him and displaying myself."

Marcus looked shocked again and also a little uncomfortable, and his eyes flicked up and down my body and I noticed him adjusting his cock surreptitiously in his shorts. I found it quite amusing I must say, giving my brother a hardon. Anyway I had seen him last night obviously jerking off to me on my knees in just my knickers as I sucked his friend's cock so he must have had some idea what I was like now, was this conversation going to be so surprising to him? But what surprised me was he seemed to react to the photos particularly and me displaying myself to a man which seemed to arouse him.

"Do you like the idea of that then?"

"Of what?"

"Of me displaying myself in front of men?"

He fidgeted again in his seat and put his arm over his crotch deliberately. He just sort of coughed but didn't really answer.

"You seemed to enjoy it last night."

"What do you mean?"

"When you were watching me in my bedroom with Ryan."

"I don't know what you mean!"

He said sounding a little anxious as his cheeks flushed a little.

"I saw you in my dressing-table mirror standing at the doorway peeping at me on my knees in just my knickers sucking Ryan's cock!"

I said it slowly enjoying watching his squirm a little in his seat again as he became more agitated.

"It's OK, I didn't mind you watching, I liked it. I like being watched."

He blushed quite noticeably now as he smiled very slightly, then breathed in hard and said,

"Jane, you are still my sister, despite everything of course, I still think of you as my sister."

"Ok, well if we don't touch surely that's OK then?"

He looked at me as if he didn't quite understand what I was getting at, so I continued,

"Would you like me to strip for you?"

"Bloody hell!"

He muttered as his eyes widened at the suggestion. I shifted forward in the sofa allowing my skirt to ride up again just as I had last night, and my pale thighs lit up against the dark leather of the sofa as he looked down at my bare legs.

"You only have to ask you know."

He looked tormented. I knew damn well he wanted me too but was clearly nervous about saying it out loud. I sat back on the sofa staring directly at him and lifted my t-shirt up bunching it up just below my breasts, leaving my navel and my bare tummy on show and just raised my eye brows in a question. He looked like he was shaking a little and he put his hand under his arm in his lap and adjusted his cock again. Finally he seemed to break and said,

"Yes." Quite quietly.

"Yes, what?" I said.

"Will you strip for me?"

"Of course I will, Marcus."

I said calmly as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I beamed at him feeling pretty excited, this is just what I wanted. I stood up and unzipped my skirt keeping my eyes locked on his as he looked me up and down again. I let my skirt fall to the floor and stood facing him as I lifted my t-shirt to show him my yellow skimpy knickers. He swallowed visibly as his eyes flicked onto my crotch and he licked his lips. Then I slowly lifted my t-shirt up and over my breasts and held them up from underneath to show him.

"Oh, man!"

"You like them?"

"Stunning!"

His hand went to his crotch, and I could see it trancing the outline of his hard cock in his shorts as he watched me intently. I pulled my t-shirt the rest of the way over my head and dropped it on the floor shaking my hair out behind me as I did so and proudly arched my back at him making my large breasts stick out invitingly. He blew out a heavy breath and continued to rub his cock in his shorts, now visibly tenting at the front as he made no effort to hide his excitement from me now which got me pretty damn hot. I stepped onto the coffee-table with my bare feet and sat down facing him and spread my legs wide allowing him a really close up view between my legs of my tight yellow knickers stretching against my rapidly dampening pussy. As I spread myself in front of him I looked down between my legs and noticed my pubic hair sticking out at the sides of my knickers. They had also been left at home when I went to college as they were a bit small for me now.

"Oh, dear!"

I said out loud. He looked a bit startled as he looked at my face nervously for a moment and said,

"What's up?"

"Oh, my knickers are too small for me now, my pussy hair is poking out the sides, look!"

And I started to gently tickle the protruding hairs with my finger as I placed my left foot on the sofa next to my brother and the other I held in mid-air forming a wide 'L' shape keeping my legs as far apart as possible.

"Oh, God."

He said in a groan as he watched me touching my pubic hairs.

"You can watch up close if you like."

I said and he breathed out again and leant in barely two feet away from my pussy. I rubbed one of my fingers up and down my slit through my panties and watched him as he opened his mouth now with his hand down the front of his trousers and was very slowing moving it up and down. A dark line began to form in the centre of my knickers as my juices started to leak into them and I could feel the beautiful tension building deep inside my pussy.

"Oh, look, you've made me wet my knickers now!"

"Oh, Christ."

Said Marcus in a whisper, hardly believing his eyes as he stared at the wet patch between my legs.

"Are you playing with your cock now, Marcus?"

He just flashed me a look and nodded.

"Is it nice and hard?"

He nodded again.

"Ooh, lovely, if you get it out I'll take my knickers off and let you have a proper look up me."

He quickly whipped out his stiff cock in about two seconds and I feasted my eyes on it. It was rather lovely and a good size, at least 6 inches and uncut, and stiff as hell as he waved it in the air to show me. I smiled back at him and stuck out my tongue and wiggled it obscenely, and then, true to my word rested my elbows on the table and slid my wet knickers down taking them off one leg and left them dangling in the air hanging off my other ankle. My brother was wanking furiously as he gazed at my hairy pussy for the first time.

"Oh fucking hell!"

He said looking red in the face as he played with himself staring between my legs. It felt wonderful and I felt so sluttish and wanted to be as naughty as possible, so I put both my hands down between my legs and pulled my lips apart, holding my pussy open for him just as Ray had taught me.

"Oh my God, that is nice!"

He said still wanking furiously. I let him look up me for a while but there was one more thing I wanted to show him before he was finished so I watched him playing with his cock for some time and staring madly between my legs and after a while I turned over on all fours facing away from him and I lowered my chest onto the table top and stuck my backside up in the air moving my knees apart as far as I could and then reached round and pulled open my arse cheeks showing him my arsehole as well as my wet pussy.

"You can come on my arsehole if you like."

"Oh fuck me!"

He said and I managed to turn my head enough to see him stand up with his cock in hand and he wanked himself off furiously and then sprayed his come all over my arsehole and my buttocks. It was warm and lovely, and I wiped his come all over my backside as I giggled and then slid two fingers into my pussy and finger fucked myself as he watched now sitting back exhausted on the sofa with a big smile on his face. I didn't take me long to come as it was so excited knowing that my brother was watching me so closely and I started to cry out as I half-coughed and half-giggled as I came in front of him, and I had a huge orgasm, my whole body twitching and by the time I had finished I was left prone on the table gasping for breath with some of my juices leaking down my fingers and dripping down the inside of my legs.