I take turns playing with each nipple as I watch your face grow with pleasure. I take my finger and place it in your mouth, letting you suck on it, g...tting it all wet with your saliva. I remove my wet finger and run it over your nipple, getting it nice and wet then I lean over it and blow softly. The sensation of wet and my cool breath on your nipple sends chills through your body, your excitement grows as I do the same to your other nipple.You are moving your hips, hoping for some attention. The loose fitting blue dress came down to her knees, was tight at the waist, and had a plunging neckline that just begged a man to check out her breasts. As nicely as she was dressed, it was the way that she moved that drew the eye to her.One of the young men in the room asked, “Are you supposed to be in this class?”“Yes, I am,” she replied softly. During the trip from her car to the classroom, she had been stopped several times by young men wanting to initiate a conversation. She couldn’t. It was definitely not with the warmth and radiance with which she was beaming. She sat opposite me as she enjoyed her coffee. I couldn't meet her eyes, she looked so beautiful to me. I cringed because I knew the serene look she wore was because of another man, obviously a better man - my stud brother. "Did you masturbate last night honey? I was hoping you did. After all, it was sort of cruel to have you abstain, but there was no other way not to hide from you what was going on. You do. And as time went on your appetite for sex with me increased and increased until it was the driving force behind your life.” “Believe me Craig, I have been watching it happen, even before your tied the knot with Caroline. The way you fuck me is with such intensity that I realized that this is what you wanted: sex with another man rather than a woman. Craig you have over the past year or so, become my dearest and closest friend and it pains me to have to tell you what I sincerely believe to be.