I woke to the feel of my new lover rubbing his hands along my thigh. I glanced down at his hand and then back up to the clock. It was nearing the late morning. A few hours had passed since I dozed off. I was a bit shocked that I had slept for so long.
I looked back into my brother's eyes. "Hi," he whispered into my ear.
I bit my lower lip and gave him a loving look. "Hey."
"You are so beautiful when you sleep."
I broke from the spooning position we were in and turned over onto my other side. "So I was thinking about us."
My brother slightly grimaced. "OK."
"Well, you want to be lovers. Have sex and all that."
"Yeah," he affirmed.
"So did you just want to be fuck buddies or would you like more than that?"
"Well what are you looking for? Did you want more than sex?" Oh, that was just like my brother. To turn the question back around on me.
"I just don't want our relationship to be only about sex. Sometimes we did some really fun things together. I just want to still have fun with you."
"How about we still go do the things we have always done. But instead of coming home and going to bed alone we can now have sex." He had a way of saying things that made me want to go along with his plans. At least we could give it a try.
"So what do you want to do today?" My inquisitive question obviously got the cogs in his head to churn.
"Thats a good question," He indicated. "Maybe I could somehow convince you to have sex with me again. After that I could maybe go over and listen to you practice while I work on my own homework."
Oh practicing. Being a music major I was sure terrible at spending time in the practice rooms. I really needed to get in and play through my scales. It would sure be a lot easier if I could get someone I liked to go with me. "That sounds good so far. Maybe ifyou kissed me more I wouldn't need to have my trumpet up to my lips as often."
My brother smiled and put a finger up to my lips. He caressed my lower lip. "You are actually a really good kisser. I'm surprised my sister knows how to work those things so well. I think its because you spend so much time with your lips on that trumpet."
He leaned in and laid a kiss on me. It was soft and supple. I could feel him trying to extend his love through his lips. I was completely seduced by his emotional smooching. I also knew where this was going but I wasn't quite ready for it again. So I moved myself up towards him before he had a chance to get on top.
I broke off the kiss and looked down at him. "I have an idea. Before we get all hot and heavy over each other why don't we go jump in the shower together. I would love it. Just absolutely love it if you washed my hair."
He reached up, grabbing my ass, and pulled me in towards his skin. He rocked my hips against his body. "Are you sure you don't want to have sex first?"
I continued to rock my hips against him. "Yes. I'm sure. The sex last night, the love we made in my bed this morning, and cuddling with you naked while I slept, after all that I really feel like I need a shower."
"But your pussy feels so wet right now."
"Just shut up and do what I ask. Aren't you supposed to be my slave?" I stood and walked to the bathroom door. I stopped for a moment while I posed at the bathroom door. My hand on my hip with my ass pushed out to the side. I looked back to see my brother lightly stroking his hard shaft with one hand while caressing his balls with the other. With a grimace I entered the bathroom.
I bent over to turn on the water. While I was adjusting the temperature I felt my brother's presence behind me. I stayed bent over but spread my legs slightly for him to get a good view. To my surprise he didn't just take a peek. I could feel his cock rubbing up and down my slit. It felt amazing having him just caress me with that soft cock head.
Before being completely overcome with lust I straightened back up. His cock had squeezed itself in between my legs while his hands reached around for a good cupping of my breasts. The water continued to run as he kissed my neck up to the back of my ear. I felt his hand rub down my hips and to my thigh. He reached under my knees and pulled me up so that he was holding me in his arms. He kissed me on the lips one more time before putting me back down under the warmth of the shower.
My brother closed the shower curtain behind him as he stepped in next to me. I turned to face him. He gently guided me under the shower head, wetting my hair. I was engrossed in the feel of his hands running through my hair. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his touch. He broke away from my head and I took a step towards him. I was soon met with soapy hands beginning to caress my scalp. Given a bit of time he had finally scrubbed me to cleanliness. He eased me back under the shower head and began rinsing my hair in the same manner.
I was overcome with passion. I placed my arms around him and pulled myself up to his lips for a long kiss of thanks. I could feel his cock probing for it's pussy friend. I opened my legs to allow him in just as he pulled his head back from our kiss. I looked at him with desire while I bit my lip.
He reached over for the soap and began to lather up the rest of my body. His touch with the silky smooth feel of the soap as it ran across my physique was exactly what I needed to be ready for a good fucking.I returned into the running water and rinsed my body off. I then returned the favor for my brother. Starting with washing his hair.
Soon enough the water began to cool off. Our water heater was unable to provide enough hot water for us to finish in the shower. We turned off the water and stepped into the steamy bathroom. My brother grabbed my towel and began to dry my body. I loved feeling his firm hands as they pressed against me. He handed me my towel and watched me as I wrapped it around my head. I reached for him and gratuitously returned the toweling off favor.
As we entered back into our bedroom we were faced with a decision. "Your bed or mine," I inquired.
"I think I have a better idea," he responded. I then watched his cute ass as he pulled our makeshift partition of blankets from their wire. He then returned to his bed and pushed it over to where our blanket wall once was. Then he moved my bed up against his.
I couldn't help but to laugh slightly. "Mr. Gorbachev," I exclaimed. "Tear down this wall!"
My brother returned laughter in response to my comment. "You always call me a nerd but then you make comments like that?"
I gave him shocked look which he quickly wiped away with a kiss. He picked me back up again and placed me ever so gently on his bed. He gazed upon my nakedness with a combined look of desire and gratitude. I was in no way comparable to his now ex-girlfriend, Maria. But his projected feelings were not lost on me. I too was grateful to have a man who cared so much for me.
He moved himself upon me. With all our shower foreplay we were both very ready to have sex. His cock easily entered me. I loved how he filled my love cavity with his manhood. He slowly and gently fucked my pussy as he had earlier in the day. It was during this sexual encounter that I finally let myself go. I let go of all my inhibitions. I let go of all my worries. I let go of my guilt for having sex with my own sibling.
His cock began to flex. I could feel it's pulsating action which informed me that he was ready to cum. I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me. He was balls deep as his sperm filled me with it's love. Just as he had finished cumming I was engrossed in my own big O. Again his cock softened and slid out allowing his cum to ooze from my pulsating pussy hole.
He collapsed down on top of me. I could feel his heavy breathing beginning to subside. Just having him there with me, on top of me, and as my new lover was emotionally fulfilling. I whispered into his ear as I caressed his back. "I'll be your lover. But I still want you to keep doing the dishes."
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