Simon Says Ch. 03

"Sorry sis, you are just shit," he shrugged as he knew how to push my buttons.

"Yeah fuck off," I snapped as I picked up my drink. I was competitive and wanted to shove his smugness down his throat, but I knew I was far too pissed to beat him and if we continued I had may as well metaphorically bend over and let him fuck me up the ass for the rest of the night.

"You done?" he asked, his face all smug and so punchable

"Yeah," I muttered, "Bum is sore enough," I said flashing him a look that we used when we were done and to back off.

"Eh?" he asked.

"You just lapped me on a 45 second lap in a five lap race," I said, "Figuratively speaking an eight race ass humping."

He just grinned at me as he placed his controller down and switched the console off. "Do you do anal?" he asked.

"Erm, no," I said.

"Fair enough," he said as he got up, "Drink?"

"Nar, I am okay," I said holding my still half full glass up.

He came back in and sat on the sofa again. I couldn't help but watch him as he sat, curiosity had got the better of me. I hadn't seen his underwear all night as he sat and stood so carefully, and I was starting to wonder if he was naked under the dressing gown. I started being careful, but I had bikini's a lot smaller than these panties so as the vodka went down my caution decreased. "What do you wanna do?" I asked him as I tucked my legs up underneath myself and rested on the arm of the sofa.

"Dunno," he shrugged glancing at my bare legs and back up to my face again, "You?"

"Not Mario Kart," I grinned.

"Football?" he asked.

"Nar, too drunk for video games I think," I said.

"Cards?" he asked.

"Sure, not for money though," I said.

"Okay," he said shrugging, "What instead? Matchsticks?"

"Yeah, anything," I said, "Back in a sec," I added as I got up and went to the bathroom.

I collected the cards on the way back passed my room and placed them on the table. He took them from the pack and shuffled them before dealing. "Black Jack?" he asked.

"Sure," I said throwing in two of my 20 match sticks.

It didn't go well, Black Jack was just maths and playing the house, but as there was no house as such and any draws we just carried over the stake to the next game you felt compelled to take another card when you statistically shouldn't. He spanked me, pants down ass red raw I quickly lost my matchsticks and he just grinned at me. "Yeah yeah, shush," I said before he even said anything, "Give me them back," I said as I took the sticks and counted them between us.

I was more cautious this time and the game was a lot closer. It quickly got stale though with just two players and we both began to start to lose interest. "Lets spice things up," he said looking at me.

"How so?" I asked as I threw in two sticks and took a card.

"What are you wearing?" he asked me.

"Shirt and pan..." I began as I stopped mid word and looked at him, "No way," I said as I saw his expression.

"Dressing gown and boxers," he said, "Even."

"Really? You want to play a strip game with your sister?" I asked him unsure whether to be excited or disgusted.

"Yeah, why not," he shrugged trying to be nonchalant.

"I dunno," I said staring at him, "Isn't it a bit... well... weird?"

"After seeing you the other day it is just... I dunno," he said looking at me.

"You have a crush on me?" I asked, "That doesn't help the "weird" thing you know."

"Ew, no, nothing like that," he said, "Just, curious, you know, what is what."

"You want a show and tell?" I asked him, still unsure if I was totally weirded out or turned on.

"Yeah, show me yours I'll show you mine," he said.

"Go on then," I said which took him by surprise. "You first though," I added.

"Really?" he said looking at me.

"Yeah," I shrugged, "You first and I will go second," I said.

He looked at me and hesitated for a second or two. He was playing the situation over in his head as he worked out the likely outcomes and potential tricks. Worst case was he got naked, I laughed and teased him for weeks while not keeping up my side of the bargain. Best case, he saw me naked again and this time without hands covering the good bits.

After a few seconds he must have come to the conclusion that the gains outweighed the potential pitfalls and he stood up. He took off his dressing gown and dropped it to the floor. He was wearing loose boxers and nothing else. His stomach could do with a few more hours in the gym, but he didn't have a bad body. He looked at me, and I just looked back at him giving nothing away in my expression. He hooked his fingers into the elastic of his boxers and much to my surprise he slid them down. "Oh wow," I exclaimed as my eyes locked onto my brothers cock, "I cant believe you just did that," I said as I tore my eyes away from him.

"Your turn," he said as he covered himself with his hands.

"Nar, show and tell," I said, "What is what?"

"You know what is what," he said as he stood with his hands firmly cupped in front of him.

"Yeah, I do," I shrugged, "But show and tell."

He uncovered himself again and pointed out his penis and testicles as well as his scrotum and pubes. I couldn't help but giggle, it as so childish, it is what curious kids do when they first discover the opposite sex is different to them. Yet here we were, late teens and doing a show and tell of our bodies. "Your turn," he said.

"Yeah yeah," I said as I stood up. I lifted my t-shirt off and exposed my breasts for him. With no hesitation I slid the panties to the floor and stood back up with my hands by my side. His eyes went on stalks as he saw me naked again.

I am not body shy and didn't mind showing it off. I didn't tend to do it in situations like this, but I looked after myself and did ample exercise so I did look pretty good naked. My petite frame with the slight curves that come with being female were for all to see. My breasts were small, but pert. Even totally unsupported and exposed they held easily against the pull of gravity, my small dime sized areola tightening in the cool air as my small nipples stiffened and stood off my chest. My flat stomach ran down to my hips and being hairless there was no where to hide. Even with my legs firmly closed the natural bridge between them perfectly outlined the shape of my vagina and the slit between my legs.

My brother just stared, he didn't say anything, he just stared at me as I stood in front of him with nothing on. Even though I was his sister his body reacted how any teenage male does when he sees a naked girl and I watched his penis twitch and begin to rise up. "Not that drunk then?" I grinned at him as he looked down and covered himself up.

"Let it," I replied, "Lets see it, I'm not covering."

He hesitated for a second, but removed his hands from in front of his semi erect penis. I watched him get harder, his soft member slowly filling and rising up to its full size. He was a grower, barely three inches long when flaccid he grew to a decent 7 inches in less than a minute. "Nice," I observed noting that he was not circumcised. I had never seen a real one that was not circumcised and the extra skin was intriguing.

"Small?" he asked.

"You? No way," I added as he nodded his head, "Isn't like 5 inches the average length?"

"Dunno," he shrugged.

"Bigger than I have ever had," I replied honestly. I had never had any complaints with ex boyfriends with size and none had been over 5 inches.

All the attention on his erection zapped his confidence and he lost the erection, quickly shrinking back down to resting size of a few inches. They were so awesome, in a very pervy way I would love to have one of my own just to play with. "Do your nipples get hard?" he asked me.

"Yeah, if excited or cold," I said as I pinched my left one and pulled it slightly. It reacted instantly and stood to attention.

"Is that as big as they get?" he asked watching me intently.

"Yeah," I said as I smiled at him, "Unlike those dirty videos, I would look pretty weird with inch diameter nipples standing off my tiny tits."

"They are nice," he said as he looked at them.

Now it was my turn to get a little shy. He knew that my breasts size has always been one of my body hang ups. I am no where near as self conscious as I was about them as I was quite badly bullied at school by the girls who were more gifted in that department, but I am still aware that I don't have the biggest of boobs. I cupped them in my hands and looked him in the eyes. He was genuine and not taking the piss. "Thanks," I said,"Wish they were bigger sometimes."

"Nar, perfect on you," he said still looking at them through my hands, "What size are they?"

"28A," I said.

"Okay," he replied looking more confused, "What actually does 28A mean?"

"28 is the measurement in inches around where the bra band goes," I said as I showed him just under my breasts where you should measure, "The A is the cup size, but that varies make to make and even with different sizes. In some I barely register and can get away what is practically a bra shaped vest, in others I am closer to a B."

"Okay," he said, clearly not really fully getting it, but he didn't ask any further questions so I left it at that.

"So..." I said looking at him, "Naked girl... ask away I guess," I said moving my arms to the side for an unrestricted view.

"So.. erm," he said, "Pussy?" he asked pointing between my legs.

"So to speak," I replied, "Unlike guys who wear it all on the outside, most of the female things are underneath."

I pointed at the labia and the pubis, all clearly visible due to me being hairless as he watched. I sat on the sofa and took a deep breath and opened my legs. I pointed out all the of the various bits of female anatomy while he watched intently. I did note that he was erect again and almost looked like he was throbbing. "It doesn't look very big," he said looking at my vagina opening.

"Thanks," I grinned, "It is pretty elastic and as a girl gets turned on it gets wet and easier to penetrate."

"Are you wet?" he asked.

"No," I replied, "Not really," I added. I was a little bit, I was still horny from my day at work and the memories of that toy that incidentally was still in my bag, but I would not describe myself as wet.

"Not really?" he asked glancing between my legs again that I had now closed.

"Yeah, little bit, but not super turned on," I said, "Unlike you," I added glancing at his very healthy erection.

"Yeah, sorry," he said as he blushed, his penis rock hard and bouncing in rhythm with his heart beat.

"It is fine," I said, "Would be more weird if it wasn't I guess."

"How do you get wet?" he asked.

"Same way you get hard," I shrugged, "Physical attention, thinking about naughty stuff, watching dirty videos. Stuff like that."

"Really?" he said, "Do you watch porn?"

"Sometimes," I replied honestly, "Not loads, but yeah, sometimes. I bet you do."

"Hell yeah," he grinned. "So... will you make yourself wet?"

"Erm," I said hesitantly and looking around the room nervously.

"Don't if you don't want to," he said when he saw my reaction which made my mind up for me. He was so nice, no guy I knew would offer a get of jail free card in this situation, and yet he just had.

"Yeah, I will," I said as I sat back on the sofa and opened my legs again. He didn't say anything, he just watched as I gently stroked myself between the legs slowly working my way up to my clitoris. It didn't take long, I was fairly turned on anyway and the small bit of attention quickly got me excited.

"Okay?" he asked looking at me.

"Yeah," I said opening my legs wider for him which allowed him to see the slight glisten of my wetness.

"What does it feel like?" he asked.

"Warm apple pie," I grinned at him remembering the scene in American Pie where the guy had sex with an apple pie.

"No really," he said looking at me, "What does it feel like?"

"One way to find out," I shrugged which took him by surprise. He stared at me for a full 30 seconds and didn't move. Me sat on the sofa with my legs wide open as he just stared at my face and then between my legs again.

He didn't say anything, he just sat next to me and looked at me. I sank my weight down slightly for an easier angle and watched him as he slowly and cautiously moved his fingers between my legs. He touched me, so delicately and softly, his finger tips stroking through my natural lubrication before he carefully pushed his index finger inside me. I just watched his face, I didn't watch what his finger was doing as the expression on his face change from intrepidation, to surprise, to a strange satisfaction.

"Wow," he said, "It does a bit."

"When was the last time you fingered an apple pie?" I laughed which felt weird with his finger in me. I stared at his penis for several seconds as I considered taking hold of him.

"I would imagine," he clarified disturbing my thoughts of what he felt like. "Does it feel nice?"

"Not really," I replied being honest. "It doesn't feel not nice, but I guess it is just like if a girl holds you. It doesn't feel nice as such."

"I wouldnt know," he said with a look of hope.

I smiled at him and down at his erection. I hesitated for a second but reached towards him and gently wrapped my fingers around him. His breathing stuttered as my fingers wrapped around him. I didn't move my hand, I just held him. "Does that feel nice?" I asked him, "Like.. you know nice?"

He stared at my hand for a second before he looked at me, "Not really," he said, "Not not nice, but not nice as such."

"Yeah, same," I smiled at him as I stared at his cock that looked so big in my small hand.

It was then he decided to slowly curl his finger inside me and move it in and out slightly. He watched intently what he was doing as he gently fingered me on the sofa. I watched him for a few seconds before taking hold of his wrist urgently. "Yeah that feels nice," I said, "Weird you doing it, sorry," I added looking into his eyes apologetically as I let go of him as well.

"Sorry," he said as he instantly removed his finger from inside me and stared at it for a while.

"Doesn't taste too bad," I said, "Go on."

He did, tentatively licking his finger and tasting my juices as he did so. His expression indicating a surprised acknowledgement of my assessment of it not being too bad. We stayed naked for another 30 minutes, just talking and laughing with each other. "Any other questions?" I asked.

"Just the pervy ones," he grinned at me.

"Go on," I replied rolling my eyes and sticking my tongue out.

"What do you wear in bed?" he asked.

"Honestly it depends on time of year and the temperature," I replied, "Tonight I will probably just wear some panties."

"Do you ever sleep naked?" he asked.

"Not often. Only if it is really warm or if I am with someone," I replied to which he just grinned, "Do you still sleep naked?" I asked.

"Usually yeah," he said, "I just find it more comfortable."

"Fair enough," I replied.

"Do you spit or swallow?" he asked.

"Spit," I said.

"Have you ever tried anal sex?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied.

"Do you not like it?" he asked me.

"It isn't too bad," I said, "It just feels weird. I will loan you a dildo, stick it up your own and see how you feel about it."

"Pass," he grinned, "How many dildos do you have?"

"More than one," I replied with a smile which he read correctly as there was no further detail being shared on that subject.

"Have you ever been with a girl?" he asked.

This question took my by surprise. It shouldn't have, but for some reason I was not expecting it. Being blind sided made me hesitate for a couple of seconds and he instantly picked up on it. "Who?" he asked, "Hanna? Oh wow, please say Hanna."

I just nodded, "Yeah, Hanna," I said quietly.

"Fuck off?" he said staring at me, "Seriously?"

"Don't tell anyone,"I said, "Please."

"Yeah, shit, course not," he said, "Fuck me that is so awesome. How far have you gone?"

"Pretty far," I said feeling myself blush.

"Full on licking?" he asked to which I nodded, "What does she look like when she cums?"

"Now that that is none of your business," I smiled at him.

"Any videos?" he grinned at me.

"Surprisingly not," I laughed although we have each done a Beautiful Agony type video of each other, a copy of each being on our phones, "Perv," I added.

"Fucking hell, you and Hanna," he said staring at me, "Are you two like together?"

"Nar, nothing that that. To be crude I guess we are just fuck buddies, nothing serious," I said, "Are you not curious?"

"With guys?" he asked to which I just nodded. "Not really," he said shrugging.

I stood up and put my panties back on as he continued to grill me on Hanna. He has always fancied her and a common male fantasy is girl on girl, so I guess he would be cumming over that image a little bit later. "Do you want a drink?" he asked when I refused to give him any intimate details of Hanna with no clothes on.

"Sure, milkshake please, bedtime I think," I said as I got up and checked the front door was locked. It was, but we maybe should have checked that before we got naked in the living room.

We went upstairs and into our respective rooms. I so wanted to watch him play with himself, which I was 99% sure he would be. The only thing that stopped me was not that he was my brother and that would be really weird, but the fact that if I asked and he let me, the same would be expected of me, and I really didn't want him to see me have an orgasm. I don't know why, but it just felt like a step too far, not that him fingering me wasn't a step too far, but watching each other masturbate seemed a little too weird.

I laid on my bed and opened my legs. I stroked a finger between my legs and then inside me. Adding a second finger straight away I went as deep as I could. Squeezing hard on my nipples I gently rubbed at my clit with my thumb as I fingered myself. The walls in our house were thin, but our rooms didn't share a wall, so unless I screamed the house down he wouldnt hear anything. I was going to use a toy, but I didn't last long enough. The build up from earlier plus the evening events overwhelmed all of my self control and I came quickly. Gasping for air as I rubbed furiously at my clit, it was not romantic or sensual, it was just a hard and fast orgasm and I loved it. Moaning softly to myself I shuddered and twitched on my back to climax feeling my excitement against my fingers as I came.

"Wow," I whispered to myself as I laid on my back with my legs wide open and fully naked. I stayed in that position until my breathing returned to normal when I rolled onto my side and got up. I put a pair of panties on and opened my door. I listened for a few seconds and when I was satisfied that my brother was asleep, or at least in his room I rushed downstairs. I grabbed my bag and more importantly the Ohmibod and ran back upstairs again. I unpacked it and slid it into my underwear as I downloaded the app to my phone. Easily pairing the device to my phone I tapped the random function. "Oh yes," I whispered to myself as it sprang to life between my legs.

Clitoral stimulation was what did it for me, I would happily never get penetrated again as long as I had ready access to a vibrator and the more I used this vibrator the more I loved it. Ripples of pleasure danced across my clit and across my entrance as it pulsed and buzzed in my underwear. It was so quiet, I couldn't work out if it was really advanced and quiet, or if the location of it was so direct it could achieve such pleasure with less intense vibration. Either way, fuck me, it was nice. I flopped onto the bed before my legs gave way and I ended up in an undignified orgasming heap on the floor. Laying on my back I rubbed and squeezed my nipples as I slowly lost control of my own body.