She giggled. “I can’t believe I showed skin to my own brother!”
“Step-brother,” you corrected her. “And anyway, after what you told me two weeks ago, I’m not exactly surprised.”
“Yeah well, still, it’s different talking about it and you seeing me live on camera.” She took a deep breath. “Ooh, it’s got me all worked up. I think I know what I’m going to be fantasizing about tonight!” She flashed a grin.
Wow- if your cock wasn’t hard before, it sure was now. Just the thought of Megan masturbating to your image made your cock throb, and you tried to be as discreet as possible about stroking it, just below the camera level. On camera, however, you just blushed.
“Oh, are you embarrassed! How cute,” she laughed. “I’d better get a good look at you now so I remember for later.” She stared at you for a moment. “Damn you make me horny,” she said with a smile. “Ok- now stand up.”
“Huh?!?” you gulped. “What?”
“Stand up. I want to see all of you. I need the full picture for my imagination. Get up so I can see what you’re wearing down below.”
Oh shit, you thought, if only you hadn’t pulled down your pants. You tried to get out of it. “Why don’t you tell me what you’re going to fantasize about.”
“Oh no- don’t try to change the subject. I showed you what I’m wearing- and what I’m not. Now it’s your turn to show me.”
“Um, ok I guess.” You reached down, trying to pull your pants and underpants, which were way down around your ankles. You tried not to be obvious, but you had to reach too far over and Megan noticed.
“Hey- what are you doing! No adjusting yourself. I didn’t go change before I showed you what’s under my robe. What- are you afraid I might see your bulge? Tough shit. Now stand up, or I’ll never let you back in my dorm again!”
She was smiling, and half-joking, but you didn’t see much choice. “Ok. Here goes.” Slowly, you lift your body out of the chair, delaying the moment when you cock comes into view as long as possible. Finally, you can’t stay bent over any longer, so you stand up straight.
All you hears was a gasp, “oh!” Then there was just silence. You stood there, frozen in place, for what seemed like an eternity, with your throbbing cock pointing straight at the camera.
Finally, she spoke. “Turn around,” was all she said. Slowly, you began spinning in place, turning around so your ass was in view of the camera, and then full circle back to the front. You waited for another few minutes, without further direction, before sitting down.
You could feel that your face was bright red, and your cock had flagged some from your nerves. You couldn’t look back at the screen, so you just stared down. When you finally glanced up, your cock shot ram-rod stiff. There on the screen was Megan, her robe open exposing her tits. Her hands were busy squeezing and caressing her breasts, and pulling on her nipples. For a moment you forgot to breathe, while you stared at her breasts. Her beautiful, glorious breasts. Easily the most perfect breasts you’ve ever seen.
Megan was the first to break the silence. “Slide back a little and tilt the camera down. Please.” She had desire in her voice, and lust in her eyes. You pushed your chair back and aimed the camera down a bit, so it caught everything from your head to your lap. Then you smiled back into the camera.
“Like what you see?” you asked her. This time she was the one speechless. “Can you do the same thing? Aim the camera so I can see you.”
Megan nodded, sliding her chair back and removing one hand from her breast long enough to tilt the camera a bit. You took her body in. The robe was just off her shoulders, displaying her breasts and her stomach, down to her navel. It was still pulled tight around her waist. Megan resumed rubbing her breasts.
“Do you like what you see?” she asked.
“Oh yeah. You’re incredible!” You began lightly stroking your cock.
Megan grinned at you. “Then tell me a story. Tell me what you’d like to do to me.” |