All Grown Up: Chapter 3

After sitting still for a time with his hands over her tits Bret starts to move.  With all of the awkwardness one would expect from a shy virgin he hesitantly starts to grope and fondle Emiko’s small breasts.  With a kind smile on her face she sits and watches him as her own hands slowly rub up and down his sides.  Seeing her supportive expression emboldens him to do more.  He squeezes and pulls at her titties, rubs them under his thumbs, and even gets so bold as to pinch her nipples.

“Mmm.”  She hums approvingly at his fumbling but earnest attentions.  While the motions were not as smooth and self assured as she was used to in a partner she gave no indication that she wasn’t enjoying herself.  She was letting Bret grow into himself as a lover, giving him time and space to do his own thing.  It was actually quite touching.  It was no wonder I’d fallen in love with this incredible woman.  If we ever got to that stage she was going to make the best mother ever to our children.

Sweeping aside the ugly jealousy that had begun to gnaw inside of me I remind myself of our purpose here.  Emiko was playing her role wonderfully and Bret had showed so much courage getting this far.  I loved these two people and I wanted to see them both happy, which they obviously were.  I remind myself of what I’d told my brother.  This was for fun.

“That’s it bro.”  I urge him on like I might my football team.  “You can do it.”

His hands start to explore other areas of her svelte Japanese body.  Down her soft stomach, along her sides and hips, over her smooth legs, and invariably back again to her small supple breasts.  She too runs her hands over him.  Down his back, around to his tight abs and lean chest, gripping around his slender biceps, and over his shoulders and neck.  Had this been a normal coupling they would be kissing by now, but that had been one of the handful of stipulations we’d set out before hand.  No kissing, no anal, and a condom if things got that far.  The lack of kissing however made it no less intimate as they sat quietly and explored each other with their eyes and hands.  It was…hot!  I glance toward the tissues tempted to make use of them.

His confidence growing he reaches around her to grab her ass in both hands.  She cradles his head and pulls it into her chest.  Quickly flipping over to the first camera I watch his fingers sink into the flesh of her butt cheeks.

“Hahhhh.”  She sighs with growing arousal.  “That’s it Bret.  You can touch me anywhere and anyway you want.”

Even Bret could read between the lines.  While from this angle I cannot see his head I do notice him shift followed subtle wet smacking sounds as he sucked on Emiko’s tits.  As he did this his right hand reaches further down and slips between his legs.  From the angle of his wrist I knew his fingers were touching my girlfriend’s pussy.

“Ohhhh.”  She sighs again and shifts her weight forward to give him easier access.

“So warm and…soft.”  He marvels.  “And…it’s wet.”

“That’s a good thing.”  She whispers back.

Quickly shifting to the second angle I watch my brother hungrily take Emiko’s entire left breast into his mouth and suckle.  She runs her fingers through his wavy blond hair as he sucks to the tip of her nipple then laps at it with a big flat tongue like a dog slurping up water.  It was crude and almost comical to see him lapping at her titty.  His inexperience was on display in everything that he did.  Yet Emiko never criticized and responded to him just the same as she did for me.  Arching her back she pulls him tighter into her breast and lets out a sighing breath.  “Hohhh yeah, that’s it Bret.  You’re doing so good.”

“Mmmm.”  He hums happily through her boob as he suckles.

I go to the third angle, one higher up and at the head of the bed, but don’t see much beyond my brother’s back.  Flipping back to the first I see his right arm straining as he reached his hand right up in there.  There was no angle that would let me see what he was doing to her.  His hand was definitely exploring her pussy, but in precisely what way I couldn’t know.  His left hand continued to squeeze and knead Emiko’s cute bubble butt.

“Oh my God!”  Leaning back I put my hands on my head transfixed on the screen.  Things were heating up fast.  They were all over each other.  Any worries I might have had that Bret couldn’t go through with it were dashed.  The thing I couldn’t get over though, even considering that stubborn little nugget of jealousy I couldn’t quite shake, was just how fucking sexy this was!  This wasn’t some internet porn scene with adult performers, an professional performance between actors.  These weren’t strangers.  That was MY brother and that was MY girlfriend up there on the big screen getting it on, it made it so much more…real.

Back to camera two.  Curling his lips over his teeth he nibbles at Emiko’s stiff nipple then flicks the very tip of it with his tongue.  His left hand leaves her ass to come back up to fondle her other breast.  Her fingers comb through his hair and down his neck and shoulders before lightly clawing back up again.

“Hah.”  Bret’s meek voice is high and soft but then cuts short, as if he were ashamed of expressing his pleasure audibly.

She whispers something in his ear that the microphone doesn’t pick up.  Words for his ears alone, reminding me of my role as only an outside observer of their lust.

He smiles and gazes up at her with an openness I’d rarely seen from him.  She reaches down and pinches both his nipples.  Flinching he lets out a sharp.  “OH!”  As she starts to massage his chest he lets a more assured purr.  “Mmmmmmm.”

“That’s it, you’re doing so good.”  She says encouraging his sounds.  Then, closing her eyes, she bites her bottom lip and bends forward, gripping his shoulders for support.  “Mmmmm, yeahhh.”

Quickly I switch back to the first angle.  While I still couldn’t see her pussy what Bret was doing to her was no longer a mystery.  The way his wrist stayed tight to her and his hand moved up and down made it clear he was fingering my girlfriend.  His middle finger for sure was inside of her and probably his ring finger as well.

“Am I doing it right?”  I hear him whisper.

“Mmmm.  You’re doing just fine.”  She moves, slowly undulating to ride his thrusting fingers, then lets out a hot sigh.  “Ohhh Bret.”

Hearing my girlfriend say the name of another man in the way she just did…made me want her more fiercely than I ever had.  The fact that it wasn’t me there with her now was torture.  The fires of my desire burning white hot for my beloved girlfriend.  I was enjoying the show, holy hell was I enjoying it, but I also wished they would hurry things along.  The sooner I got my brother out of the house the sooner I would have her for myself again.  Tonight I was going to rock her world!

Hands gripping his shoulders she rides, as if riding a cock.  Perhaps a hint of things to come.  “Ohhh.”  She moans.  “Mmmm.  Yes Bret.  That’s it.  Finger my tight wet pussy.”

Going back to the side view, Bret’s eyes drink in the sight of this sexy older woman on top of him, his gaze lingering here and there as he takes her all in.  His left continues to explore and play with her tits as his right kept a slow steady rhythm.  Emiko’s breath becomes deeper and faster, her hips taking up a grinding thrusting motion, her fingers sinking into the flesh of Bret’s shoulders, her beautiful face expressing erotic delight.  I knew my girl, she was not faking this.  Bret was making her feel really damn good.

“Mmmmm!”  She moans.

“Are you cumming?”  He asks in a hushed voice as he studied her face closely.

Even Emiko can’t help but chuckle at the gawkish question.  Opening her eyes she looks at him.  Rustling his hair not unlike how she did when they first met back when he was just a boy she says.  “This isn’t a race.  Just go with the flow Bret.”

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

The wide dark eyes and subtle darkening across her cheeks gave her away.  Had he just kept on like that for little longer she would have cum for him.  My shy timid effete baby brother had almost made my girlfriend orgasm!  This sent my already dizzy mind spinning even more.  Setting this whole thing up I had been so focused on having Bret get his rocks off, and that this was all about helping him, I hadn’t thought much about him giving pleasure to her.  I don’t even know why this surprised me.  Emiko was a responsive lover, in touch with her sensual side.  Reaching climax was never a problem with her, in fact I had never failed to bring one out in her yet when we got intimate.  In retrospect I realize I foolishly had expected her to be some sort of patient guiding teacher, going through the motions to show Bret how it’s done.  But this was sex.  Sex was never that simple.  To do it right Bret had to be her partner not her pupil.

God I wanted her bad.  I needed her!  Had the man she was with not been my brother and had it not been agreed beforehand that I would only enter the room if one of them called for me I would been bounding up those stairs to make this a threesome.  When I insisted on the cameras I had no idea how horny this would make me nor how much I would feel the acidic sting of jealousy.  Had the cameras not been there I would have been down here curious, and certainly aroused, but far more composed.

Bret tries to get the flow going again but, once interrupted, the moment had been broken.  Emiko, with a smoldering look in her eyes, guides his hands away then backs up to sit a bit further down his thighs.  Her fingers lightly rake down his chest and abdomen…and beyond.  My brother rests his hands on her hips and goes stock-still as I hear the jingle of his belt buckle.  He sits watching for a moment before suddenly reaching down and grabbing her hands.

“No.”  He shakes his head.  “No, don’t…I…um…”

Moving with disarming compliance she slowly pulls her hands away and rest them at her sides.  “Would you like to stop?”

He shakes his head no.

“Okay.”  She says so very softly.  “It’s okay Bret.  It’s okay.  There are many ways to have sex.”

He swallows and takes a big deep breath.  As she goes to touch his chest again he says falteringly.  “W-wait.”

“Mmm?”

Taking her wrists he brings them back down to his crotch.  “K-keep going.”

“You sure?”

He nods.  “Please.”

I hear the jingle of the belt buckle once again.  That whole scene only made me love each of them even more.  Holding to Emiko’s hips Bret goes still again and watches was her unfasten his jeans.

“Damn it.”  I lean forward.  The angle of the camera was such that Bret’s crotch was shielded by his arm and body.  I try camera one and three, though I already knew I wouldn’t be able to see anything from the front and back.  Back to the side view I go.

There is some shifting around.  Emiko smiled a big excited grin as she pulled his zipper down and began fishing out his manhood.  Bret just sat there like a statue, a slack jawed goofy gawping expression on his face as he was really touched by a woman.

“Ohhhh.”  He mewls faintly.

“He he he.”  She titters teasingly.  “What do we have here?”

All at once Emiko freezes in place, just for a moment.  There is quick dart of her eyes toward the camera, the sudden breaking of the fourth wall for the first time a jolt to the system, but it doesn’t last long.  In fact it was so fast that I nearly missed it.  I swear I catch a flash of nervous surprise on her face.  Leaning back just slightly she looks down between then and then back up to his face again.  And again there is split second peek toward the camera.  She suddenly seemed tentative, but it quickly passes.  Was she having second thoughts?  Reaching down between them I knew she was grabbing his cock though I couldn’t actually see.

“Oh!  Bret!”  She says with the strangest expression on her face, sort of a cross between bewilderment and amusement.  “Oh my…you’re…um…you’re hard already.”

He wasn’t the only one!

Chapter 4