Mi helle – The Encore – Ch 3

Hi…I’m back. My Name is Michelle. If we haven’t met before, I’m now 32 years old, but telling stories from my teens. My current boyfriend loves it when I tell him dirty sexy tales from my past, and suggested I try putting them in writing.
At the time of this story, I’m fourteen, almost fiftenn, getting ready to start high school.
I’m also a hopeless exhibitionist.
I’m 5′ 5″ tall, 102 lbs, slim. I have nice 36C breasts, no tummy to speak of, and a tiny butt that my brother Ricky still says “looks like the ass of a ten year old.” I keep my reddish blonde hair medium length, and only within the last year or so have discovered the wonders of sex. I’ve been masturbating regularly for about a year, and just recently discovered that I can turn a guy on (my brother in this case) just by flaunting my body and letting him look at me…my buttt…my breasts…my pussy.
We had just finished the most bizarre incident in my young life, me masturbating, wantonly, in front of him, deliberately putting on a show, while he stroked his hard penis for my viewing pleasure.
When his penis jerked and squirted, the sight sent me over the edge, and I had a wonderful, bone shaking come of my own.
Afterward, we were both kind of sheepish, not saying a whole lot to each other, and I departed the kitchen, returning to my room. Yet I somehow knew that our little “party” had changed our relationship forever.

Chapter Three:

I returned to my room with my mind in a turmoil, racing. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done. In front of my own brother, taking off my panties, spreading my legs, fingering my pussy, deliberately putting on a show for him…eager for him to stare at me…to see everything. The image of him stroking his hard penis, or it jerking and squirting…all because he had gotten turned on looking at me…watching me.
My panties were still clutched in my hand, and as I went to put them in the hamper, the big, dark, wet spot caught my attention. I don’t know exactly why I did this next, but I brought them up to my face, pressing the wet spot against my nose, inhaling deeply.
“Oh my God!” II thought, “is that what I smell like?”
My other hand was immediately back at my pusy, and I pushed my middle finger deep inside, sliding it around until it was thoroughly soaked with my juices.
I brought my hand up to my face, extending my wet middle finger and running it under my nose. Inhaling deeply, I found the scent of my own honey intoxicating. I breathed deeply several more times thinking that it smelled like…it smelled like….I don’t know what it smelled like…me, I guess.
After a minute or two of this I found myself getting turned on again, even though I had just had a wonderful come.
Somewhat tentatively, I stuck out my tongue and licked at my wet finger. I decided I liked the taste as much as I liked the smell and within seconds had my finger pushed into my mouth, licking and sucking to get every bit of my juice.
Moments laters, I had two fingers back deep in my pussy, swirling around, gathering more of my precious love nectar.
Back to my nose and mouth again, inhaling deeply and then feverishly licking and sucking the honey.
Three or four more rounds of this, and I was REALLY getting turned on again!
As my mind thurned again to sex, I found myself thinking about the movie Ricky had been watching in his room the first time I saw him stroking himself. I remembered that the few minutes I had seen showed EVERYTHING, including a really sexy close up shot of the guy pushing his hard penis in and out of the girl’s pussy. I decided then and there that I was going to convince my brother to let me borrow it so I could watch it all the way through. (I was already thinking about what a hot, wild masturbation session THAT was going to be!)
I used my already wet panties to dry my pussy as best I could, and then decided I was to explore the new (and sexy) side of my brother that I had just discovered.
This time I chose a tee shirt that I often sleep in. It’s tight enough up top that the outline of my braless nipples was clearly apparent, but long enough that it came down just below my pussy and butt. (As long as I was just standing still.) But the slightest bending, or even reaching up with my arms, would would my privates (front and rear) on clear display.
I checked myself out in the mirror, and tried a few experimental bends, stretches, and poses. The best one I thought was when I got down on my hands and knees and kind of pushed my butt up in the air.