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"Like your friend on the computer?"
"I'm pretty sure she does, when she's not with some boy."
"She looks pretty sexy."
"She's done some crazy stuff."
"How do you know?"
"She talks about it all the time. Tells me all the details. How do you think I knew she would be on the computer?"
"So she wanted you to watch," he finally said.
We became quiet again. I laid on my bed, my brother on the mattress on the floor.
"That sure is something," he said.
The room was pitch black and now it was quiet again, except for someone occasionally running and giggling down the hall. I started to think of Cindy and wondered what she was doing now with her boyfriend in front of so many people watching. It sounded so wild. I felt a quiver between my legs, and I so wanted to touch myself. Then the thought occurred to me.
"Why did you bring that up?" I asked.
"No reason," he said.
What? There had to be a reason.
"Are you jerking off?" I finally asked.
"Oh, no, I'm not."
"Yes, you are. You're jerking off right next to your sister!" I turned on the light next to my bed, and I caught a glimpse of my brother's dick before he could throw the covers over himself.
"Turn off the light!" he cried.
"I will if you let me hear you jerk off."
"What do you mean?"
"I want to hear you masturbate like you heard me."
"Well, there's nothing to hear."
"I want to hear you anyway."
I turned off the light. It was quiet again. I couldn't hear much. A minute or so went by.
"Are you masturbating?" I asked quietly.
"Just touching. It feels strange."
Another minute went by in the dark.
"Does it feel good?" I whispered.
"Well, I do feel good but I'm not really trying very hard."
"I think it's okay. Does it help if I say it's okay?"
We were quiet again. I heard him moving his blanket. I imagined that he was hard now, stroking his dick. I touched myself, too. This was very strange territory indeed, but it felt fun in an innocent way. It was like I forgot he was my brother, and it certainly wasn't like any time I spent with a boyfriend. It was like we were friends or roommates, not lovers, just being in the room together, silently masturbating by ourselves.
"Are you okay with this?" he asked after another minute went by.
"Yes," I said shyly.
I let out a soft moan as I fingered my pussy lips and pulled on my clit.
"Are you doing it, too?" he asked.
"Yes, I am."
"I'm glad to hear that."
"I'm glad, too."
What was this? There was real affection there. Affection I always shared with my brother, but the circumstances were so different now. We were masturbating together, and we weren't afraid to know it. Somehow, this made me feel hornier than ever. I felt comfortable and relaxed. Safe even. I took off my pajama bottoms and I was bare naked from the waist down in the same room with my brother. My pussy was wet. I slid my finger in and out very slowly and then I touched my little butthole. That made me moan softly again.
"I love that sound," my brother said from his mattress. "It was that moan that I was thinking about before."
"Oh, Peter," I said his name. "How can this feel so right? It can't be right."
"I know what you mean," he said. "Donna?" he asked later.
"Can I move beside you?"
"I don't think that's a good idea...," I said. Then I asked, "Will it be alright?"
"Yes, I think it will," he said.
I became very still and waited in the dark. Soon I felt the weight of his arm on the bed. I knew he was staring at me. His hand touched my thigh.
"Is that okay?"
His hand began to go up and down my thigh, then my other thigh. I continued to be still. His hand circled around my belly, around my hips, and then settled on my mons, which was covered with the fine fur of my pubis. I could feel a wave building inside of my vagina. Time was moving very slowly. I was hardly breathing.
"I want to touch your pussy. Will that be okay?"
I could feel his finger lightly touching my pussy lips.
"God, Donna, you are so beautiful.