Ruth And Matt (aka Ruth 1)

It was probably intentional. Subconsciously I probably wanted my slightly older brother Matt. I probably wanted him to see me, so I'd see what he chose to do. But he caught me and my stuffed penguin doing the nasty.

I was wearing my sleeping shirt but no panties and no pants. Rainbow Penguin was a really big stuffie with a nice round shape and I was getting myself off by rubbing my bare pussy very hard on his plush surface.

Matt saw me and said nothing. But he watched as I brought myself to orgasm.

I knew he did it too. Of course it was different. He had an outie and mine was an innie. I told him this when he kindly suggested that I should lock my door so mom and or dad did not walk in on me. I also asked him what he thought of my performance.

After a bit of prodding he admitted to enjoying watching me and I asked if I could watch him.

Well, what do you think he said?

Mom and dad did not trim Matt, so I watched as he slid his skin back and forth over his glans and I watched him enjoy what he was doing and I watched him shoot his stringy come as he came.

We took turns "performing" for the other. I think I was the first one to touch. The was the first one to taste the other's fluid. Salty, like a soft pretzel. Then he tasted me. Musky, and potentially highly addictive Matt said.

So, it was a very small step from watching to touching, and an equally small step from licking Matt's fingers to licking the tip of his penis. An equally small step from licking my fingers to licking my slit.

This is where we were when our older brother Mark went off to college. Matt and I would slip unobserved into the others room. We would kiss and run our hands over one another. We would touch each other in the most intimate of places. We would kiss one another's special places and do a tasty soixante neuf.

We always, always. always, made one another come, almost always more than once. We often stayed half the night afterward snuggling and talking softly. Those days are among my happiest memories.