My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter 2

Em was so drunk when we got back to her house that she passed out as soon as her head hit the pillow. Sleep tried to grip me, but I had other plans. Something she hadn't quite realized was that for the past two hours, I'd been desperately trying to sober up, so that when we got back to her place, the only thing holding me back was my own tiredness.

I slipped into a sexy little lilac sleep set that I had never really worn before. Let's just say I got it for a purpose... and that purpose would happen tonight. It was far too sexy to actually sleep in, but I wasn't exactly planning on staying in it long. It consisted of short little satin shorts, that barely covered my bum and a tiny little low cut shirt to match.

A soft light shone from underneath Nathan's door. This was my chance. A low hum came from deep within his room, telling me that his fan was on. This was good. It would muffle out the sounds that he was going to leave me making...

I felt myself grow wet at the thought of what he would do to me. Surely he wouldn't be able to resist when he saw me in this. I pressed his door open and slipped in.

There he was, relaxed in faint blue light of his computer monitor. His back was turned to me, so I could see what he was watching.

A beautiful girl with collarbone length golden brown hair smiled into the camera.

I wanted to call out to him, but his earphones were in, and he seemed completely mesmerised by this girl. I couldn't really blame him though. She was lovely. Her features were delicate like a doll, and skin like strawberries and cream, completely different to my caramel skin. Her eyes glowed green and brown like an oak tree in summer. I found myself completely captivated by her.

I had always thought of myself as completely straight, but looking at this beautiful doll like girl, I couldn't help but wonder if that was true.

She blushed a deep shade of red as she smiled into the camera. She started to unbutton her shirt, I couldn't help but wonder what he'd typed in to find porn like this. She was so soft and innocent looking. All the porn stars I'd seen before had always looked so harsh and almost bitchy. I'd always just assumed guys liked that bold and dominating look, not this soft and innocent thing.

She was the sort of girl it was impossible to complete with, because she wasn't even competing. She didn't look like she was trying to be sexy, or trying to seduce you, if anything, she looked like she stepped out of a fucking Disney princess movie.

Then only thing was that she was doing something Disney would not approve of. She'd unbuttoned her shirt and was caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Even her fucking boobs were small and fairylike; they were perky and perfectly round with tiny little raspberry nipples.

My gaze was torn from this fairy like girl to Nathan.

He was unbuttoning his pants!

As soon as they were unfastened, his huge penis leaped to full attention. My pajama shorts grew wet as I watched him.

It was the first penis I had ever seen erect in real life, and I was in awe.

His beautiful long hand wrapped around his beautiful long cock, and started to pump.

I was over the moon.

I had originally snuck into his room to confess my undying love for him, but what I got was so much better. The show of my life.

He continued to work away at himself, making me ache all over for his touch. I felt my own hand slip into my silky little pajama shorts, and slid my fingers over my now slimy slit.

His hand continued to move up and down his shaft, and I slipped a finger between my lips and started to rub in time to his pumping.

My fingers were feather light as I traced circles over my sensitive little nub, which was in complete contrast to his strong pumps.

My eyes darted to the screen as the girl on the screen pinched her clit and  a tremendous orgasm ripped through her.  In an instant I copied, and felt an orgasm of equal strength hit me. It took all my self control not to scream out or let my knees go weak.

Nathan also seemed to enjoy what she did, as he threw his head back and mumbled something I just couldn't hear. I liked to imagine he was moaning out my name.

Ok, I'll admit that was unlikely, (some would say impossible) but a girl could dream.

I watched as the enchanting girl slipped a finger into her now flushed core, and then another, and then seemed to be pumping in time to his movements.

I couldn't help but copy her, and soon the three of us were all pumping in time together.

A deep moan slipped out of my lips. I froze.

What if he had heard me?

Would he see me as a total creep. A little girl who had been spying on him with her hands down her pants? Or would he see me as a sexually frustrated woman in need of a good fucking?

I would never find out, as he never turned around.

He just kept masturbating to the girl on the screen.

Shame and jealousy flooded through me. There I was, spying on the love of my life, and he'd never even know it.

I was nothing like this girl.

He wanted someone like her.

He was so entranced by her that he couldn't even hear the girl so desperate for his touch right behind him.

I may not have been what he wanted, but at least now I knew exactly what he liked, and how to put on one hell of a show for him.

I knew that I should leave, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. I just wanted to watch for five more minutes, but just then he stopped. All over his stomach I could see a white substance reflecting the light in front of him.

My show was over, but it was time I started working on one for him.

Also i needed to get out of there before he noticed me staring at him.