Melinda's Story Ch. 04

Chapter 4 -- Fantasy Girl & The Voyeur

I was shaking uncontrollably and went outside to smoke, hoping the nicotine and cool air would calm my nerves. I had a few more smokes on the way to the liquor store. Returning armed with two bottles of Crown Royal and a couple packs of smokes, I tried to convince myself that the effort had been at least partially successful calming down the conflicting and raging emotions inside of me. Halfway through another Marlboro, I finally accepted what the dark passenger had been whispering since I'd first learned about the crush, though the sane side of me railed against it. My dark passenger had played the primary role orchestrating everything tonight, and even though I knew on some level how this would play out, I needed to know. Or perhaps that's the excuse I made; maybe I just wanted to watch. Melinda hadn't left any doubt that she wanted me to watch. The passenger chuckled darkly; it definitely wanted to watch. It had only been a week since this had begun, but it felt like a lifetime.

I walked back into my apartment building, nearly running up the stairs to get back to my computer. I launched an app that connected to a website only I knew about, one that controlled and displayed the feed of all 4 high definition cameras installed in Melinda's bedroom. Melinda and I had taken as much care to conceal them as we had to ensure that between them there was a good view of her entire bedroom, along with close up views of her bed from different angles. The concealment had been so Sarah or anyone other friends who might be hanging out there wouldn't notice or realize we had this little hobby. Being Melinda's roommate, I'm sure Sarah knew, but knowing was different than seeing a video camera staring at you. Though never intended for this purpose, that concealment certainly worked in my advantage tonight.

The cameras recorded to a hard drive connected to her HDTV. The device was protected with a passcode so that Sarah or anyone else couldn't accidentally select the wrong input and launch one of our movies. Melinda and I had watched quite a few of our home movies on her couch, alternating between watching ourselves on the big screen and the live action between us. Only I knew that device connected wirelessly to Melinda's broadband internet, and it was possible to stream what was being recorded by any or all of the cams, or even download the recordings. I had known when I bought everything that the web backdoor was built in, but had never used it and for some reason had never shared that knowledge.

The site was easy enough to figure out, and within moments, I connected to a screen that showed small views of all the cams, moving it to my alt monitor. From there I could maximize any of them to display on my main monitor. With one last sigh and the knowledge that by doing this, much like what Melinda was probably about to do, I was also crossing a line that could never be undone. So be it. Whatever was going to happen was going to happen without any input from me at this point. I handed the reins to the dark passenger, one click firing up the cameras and microphones, a second ready to set them to record. It was then that I noticed the cameras were already recording.

My heart stopped in my chest as I saw my beautiful girlfriend sitting on her bed in all her radiance, wearing the black baby doll outfit and cover she had teased me in so many times. Melinda sat, smiling and laughing at my brother who sat beside her, with one of his hands comfortably and confidently on her leg, stroking up and down her thigh.

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Melinda felt Mike's eyes on her, just as it had been earlier online and since he had arrived, seeming to see right through her cover and thin baby doll to stare at her curves the way a man admires a lover or soon to be lover. He had seen most of her body every night this week, but only online over webcam. His soft strokes up and down her thigh and the soft, light, teasing kisses they had shared seemed electric, but when he took a packet of condoms out of his pocked and placed them on her headboard, Melinda momentarily panicked and had to jump up, walking across her bedroom to her dresser to grab the wine bottle. She emptied the bottle, filling both of their glasses and took a small sip, walking back to the dresser to set it down, keeping her back to Mike. Melinda took deep breaths to calm her trembling, not yet trusting herself to make eye contact again with her boyfriend's brother. She was so horny for him, but could she really go through with this?

It wasn't just Mike's casual laugh and smile, so much like his brother's, Mike's 23 year old brother Jake, who happened to be Melinda's boyfriend, which set her on edge. His mannerisms were so similar to his brother's that he instantly put Melinda at ease, adding an extra layer to the sensual thoughts drifting through her mind. It was her fantasy that she hadn't been able to stop thinking about all week since she last Friday when she had invited her boyfriend's brother to come see her. Instead of cancelling the following Sunday as she had tried, somehow he had won her over and Melinda had ended up performing a striptease for him over webcam, taking off most of her clothes and giving Mike even more reason to come out. The stripteases she had done for him all week, as well as the one he and his brother had both watched online just an hour ago were surely on Mike's mind right now.

Mike drank in the beautiful sight of his brother's gorgeous 20 year old girlfriend in her outfit he knew was intended to tantalize him, as he reached in his pocket, pulling out the packet of three condoms he had bought and sat in on her headboard, hoping she wouldn't make him use them, but not willing to take the risk in case she wouldn't let him have her without protection. She was clearly nervous. As Melinda calmed herself, Mike just relaxed and basked in the beauty that was his brother's girlfriend, and soon to be his gothic fantasy girl.

Melinda's long straight hair fell to her shoulders, so brown it was almost black, along with the black toenail and fingernail polish contrasting starkly with her creamy alabaster skin. The cover she was wearing only left her long silken legs and neck for his viewing pleasure, but hinted at the subtle and sensual curves beneath. She was shy and so much more hesitant than she had been online all week, but Mike was confident. He knew what his brother felt for this girl, and that she felt the same. A little reluctance was natural. That reluctance had not stopped Melinda from teasing him all week, inviting him the way she had, dressing so sexy and allowing him into her apartment, or leading him back to her bedroom after he arrived. Her outfit, the low lighting, candles, and soft music all spoke clearly that Melinda's intentions were exactly what she had said they were all week, the same as Mike's own intentions for her, so he took things slow, allowing her to become comfortable with him being there, and then with his touch. As he watched Melinda standing, staring at her dresser, Mike couldn't wait any longer, and knew it was time to make his move.

Absorbed in her thoughts drifting between fantasy and reluctance, Melinda hadn't noticed Mike slip quietly behind her, and she jumped, feeling his arms encircle her waist and his lips gently pressed against the side of her neck. Startled, she pulled away at first, but he held onto her, gently but firmly as he set his wine glass on her dresser before taking hers and doing the same. In a final moment of hesitance, Melinda strained against his arms slipping around her waist, but only barely, as Mike began kissing up and down her neck, sucking and licking, holding her at the waist.

Melinda let out a soft moan as Mike kissed up and down the side of her neck, running his hands up and down her sides before slipping around her waist to the tie that held her cover in place. Melinda took a deep breath as she felt the tie unwind, and Mike gently slide the cover down her shoulders. Then his hands were back on her, running up and down her sides and around her, caressing her stomach and slipped up to grasp her breasts through the thin baby doll. Melinda moaned softly as she turned to face him, melting in his arms, and then he was leaning in to kiss her.

Melinda whimpered at first at their lips touched, but did not draw back. Mike did not relent, and somehow she found herself kissing him back instinctively. In that moment she let go of all the reluctance and gave in to her fantasy, slipped into it fully and completely without consciously realizing what she was doing. She stepped forward into her boyfriend's brother's embrace and slipped her tongue into his mouth, hungrily devouring the kiss he offered.

As the kiss deepened, Melinda felt her boyfriend's brother's hands wander up and down her back and sides through her thin baby doll. He pulled back for a moment, gazing into her eyes as if to ask if she was sure, and she saw something there that drew her in, his fantasy mingling with hers and promising a night neither of them would ever forget. Melinda had never wanted anything so much in her life. As the kiss deepened and the passion heated, Melinda's hands also began to wander, finding his belt buckle and unfastening it. She unzipped his jeans, untucking his shirt and running her hands up the inside of it.

Melinda was enraptured; her toes curling as Mike held her tight and kissed her will all the passion she had ever dreamed he might. How many times had she dreamed of this moment? She almost moaned out loud when Mike broke the kiss and lowered his head to kiss and nibble on one side of her neck. She turned her back to him and leaned her head down to one side, giving him better access to kiss up and down her neck. She ground her hips back into him, specifically targeting the bulge at his waist. She relaxed in his embrace, saving the feelings of his hands on her skin through the smooth baby doll, and his tongue and lips on her neck.

Mike took his time with Melinda, kissing up and down her neck the way she'd told him she loved so much, smiling every time she twitched, signaling how much she liked everything he was doing. His hands wandered across her slowly and gently, without rushing to remove her clothes, drawing out the moment.

Melinda turned back to face her boyfriend's brother, grabbing his hands and placing them over her breasts, loving the feel as he grasped them through her thin baby doll. Her hands went back to his shirt, this time lifting and pulling it over his head before tossing the garment away, over in the corner with her cover. A moment later her hands wandered freely again, up and down his bare chest. Melinda savored the feel of his rock hard muscles, stomach, and abs. Mike's hands wandered from her chest to her legs and up the back of her nightie to grip her ass through her thin panties. It was all she could do not to moan out load when he pulled her in tight against him and she felt something else rock hard below his waist pressing against her. That was what Melinda wanted and needed tonight, and she pushed his jeans down until he stepped out of them.

They were both out of breath as the kiss broke, and Mike stepped back, sitting on her bed, raising his feet up to remove shoes and socks while Melinda stood in front of him staring dreamily at her boyfriend's 18 year old brother, the man she had fantasized about for almost a year sitting on her bed wearing only boxers, of which she couldn't help but notice there was a huge bulge protruding from.

Melinda reached back behind her neck as Mike stared at her, seemingly every bit as taken with her as she was with him. She pulled the string that tied up her baby doll, letting it fall from her shoulders and stepping forward and into her fantasy.

Everything seemed in slow motion as Mike watched Melinda untie the baby doll, letting it fall from her shoulders, exposing her perfectly flat stomach and slender breasts. There had never been a woman Mike felt was so beautiful or that he had wanted to fuck more, as Melinda sauntered toward him, in only her thin lace underwear.

Melinda climbed into his lap, straddling her boyfriend's brother, pressing her breasts hard against his chest as she leaned in to kiss him, and he wrapped his arms around her. She ground her moist panties back and forth into the bulge in his boxers,

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I was completely mesmerized by the action on the screen. My girlfriend sat in my brother's lap grinding her underwear into his as they kissed passionately, his hands gripping and squeezing her bare breasts. When their kiss broke she leaned her head back, slipping her hands around the back of his head and pulling his mouth to her chest.

I sipped my mixed drink as I watched my brother suck on one of Melinda's breasts, and trace his tongue across to the other, just the way I did and the way I knew she loved. I'd noticed more than a few of her preferences which had taken me some time to learn but Mike just seemed to know, suddenly understand the significance of all their teasing and sex talk the last few months. Of course he knew exactly what Melinda preferred; not only had she had told him, but Melinda would likely know the same secrets about him. I sat in a trance as I watched my girlfriend and my brother continued to kiss and grope, their passion becoming more frenzied by the moment, barely registering that my other hand stroked a raging boner so hard it was painful.

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Melinda kissed slowly and sensually down Mike's chest, until her head was at his waist and her hands were pulling his boxers down his legs. As her boyfriend's brother's cock sprung free and she took it in hand, seeing it for the first time Melinda felt the moisture that had already saturated her thin lace underwear literally dripping down her legs. Her boyfriend Jake had a very nice cock, thick and above average length; 6 inches he had said. In comparison, his brother Mike, whose cock she now held, was simply huge, maybe not quite as thick as her boyfriend, but significantly longer. Mike had to be at least eight inches, maybe more. She knew Mike would want every one of those inches inside of her before the night was over, and more than a little nervous it wouldn't fit and she couldn't take all of it.

Mike couldn't help a conceited smile at the look in Melinda's eyes as she pulled his boxers down and his rock hard manhood sprung loose. Her eyes widened at first, but when she looked up at him, it was with a smile of pure lust and excitement. It wasn't the first time Mike had received this reaction, but coming from his fantasy girl it seemed special. He let his hands sift through Melinda's silky brown hair as she lowered her head at his waist, swirling her tongue around the head of his shaft before taking it in her mouth. He moaned as his brother's beautiful 20 year old girlfriend began to bob her head up and down, sliding his thick shaft in and out of her warm wet mouth. Melinda seemed to have at least 3 tongues, all caressing every sensitive spot on his shaft his that he was aware of, and some he hadn't known were there. Mike couldn't help but moan at all the exquisite sensations and began thrusting his hips slightly upward, encouraging Melinda to take more of his length in her amazing mouth.

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My heart nearly stopped as I watched my girlfriend remove my brother's underwear and lower her head to his waist.

The roar of the dark passenger drowned out any other thought or emotion, the hollowness spearing through me with the thrill of seeing my girlfriend so enraptured as her head rose and fell at my brother's waist. Even without his moans, I knew what Melinda's beautiful and oh so talented mouth was capable of, and what Mike must be feeling now. I had only been with one girl before her, but had received a few other blowjobs, and knew none of them even remotely compared to what Melinda could do with her mouth. I quickly switched from the view behind her to one from one side, nearly cumming in my pants as I watched my brother's shaft disappearing in and out of my girlfriend's mouth. Taboo as it was, Melinda had never looked more enticing and sexy as she did to me right then working her mouth up and down over Mike's cock. Then my brother was stopping her, probably close to cumming and not wanting that to happen yet. Melinda laughed as she pulled back, smiling lustfully and kissing her way back up his chest and to his lips.

She reached to her headboard to a box where I knew she kept condoms, but then she saw Mike's package and took them in her hands. She tore the cover off one, taking it out and removing it as she leaned over Mike's waist and took his cock in one hand, placing the condom on the head of his shaft. The sane side of me breathed a sigh of relief; if this had to happen then they at least needed to use protection. My girlfriend wasn't on birth control! The passenger's sigh was one of disappointment, and it whispered how much hotter it would be if my brother were to fuck my stunning 20 year old girlfriend's fertile and oh so sensual pussy bareback.

My brother apparently agreed with the passenger, holding Melinda tightly as he flipped her over onto her back. Melinda spread her legs and reached for him as Mike climbing on top of her, between her sexy long legs.

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Melinda felt like she was in an alternate reality as Mike took the condom from her and tossed it away before lowering her down to the bed. She knew she was standing on the edge of a knife, and that if they were going to do this, they should at least use protection, but the risk thrilled her. This was the moment she had fantasied about since that moment so long ago, the one that wasn't supposed to actually happen, but always remain a fantasy. There was a small voice of reason that said this was a bad idea and she should ask him to leave now while she still retained some small amount of willpower, but that reason was drowned out. Over and over again Melinda remembered her boyfriend's words from the weekend before, not only that he loved her, but also that he was turned on by the thought of what she was doing, and what she was about to do. She needed this, and as much as she needed all the pleasure her boyfriend's brother was about to give her, she wanted to satisfy him. Melinda knew there was a difference for a woman, but there was a much bigger difference for the man. Following Mike's lead, she reached to her headboard to grab the other two condoms, held them in front of Mike's face with a sultry smile, and tossed them across the room.

Mike stared at Melinda from above her, admiring every inch of the body that was every bit as perfect as he had dreamed it might be. He had fantasized about gothic girls for so long, and about Melinda specifically ever seen first seeing a photo of her and then. Now she lay on her bed, all but naked beneath him. She didn't resist when he threw away the first condom, and then miracle of miracles she threw away the rest of them. She was so much more desirable then even his wildest fantasies.

"What do you see when you look at me like this," Melinda whispered as he held her, treasuring the sensations as his hands traces all over her bare sides and back, grasping her breasts, and then back to her lower back and hips.

"I see a beautiful gothic woman I've fantasized about since we met. I see a dream come true tonight."

Mike felt Melinda melt in his arms at his flowery speech. Jake probably said things to her like that all the time. It wasn't Mike's style, but it was true enough. He started kissing up and down her neck and rubbing his hands up and down her sides. She moaned when his hands gripped her breasts, Melinda leaned forward into him, and pressed his lips to his.

"I hope you're ready to make love to your fantasy girl," Melinda purred, "because I want this every bit as much as you do."