…Oh, a hot shower would feel so good as it sprays across my face and covers body. Nothing like a hot, steady stream on a cold winter morning to wipe away the cobwebs, I thought…
Better wash kitty, I thought. As I lathered down below, I could feel the stubble growing back. Great, another $80.00 to keep things looking smooth. These fucking pubes grow back so fast. But damn, that cloth down there feels good, but I don’t have time to rub one out right now.
I rinsed myself off thoroughly, making sure to get all the soap out of my ass crack, stepped out of the shower, grabbed my towel and started to dry myself off. I stood in front of the steam-covered mirror and used my towel to wipe some steam off. I lifted one leg onto the vanity so I could inspect my pussy. There was still too much condensation, so I grabbed my vanity mirror and positioned it.
I parted my lips with my fingers and exposed my clit with my thumb. It’s been a while since I felt a tongue down there. Maybe this weekend…it is my 19th birthday after all. I admired myself for a minute or two and thought, yep, that’s the best looking cunt I’ve ever had the pleasure seeing.
I dried myself off, slipped on my thong and wrapped my hair in the towel. I opened the bathroom door and started to make my way to my bedroom at the other end of the hall. I stopped immediately. My stepbrother Michael was putting bath towels in the hall closet. I froze, and it took a minute for him to notice me.
When he finally did, he looked up and asked, “Oh, hey. How’s it going?”
I didn’t answer immediately, but I also didn’t scream and dive back into the bathroom. He had seen my thong and my bare tits, but he didn’t act shocked. Or like a pig, either. “I…I…I’m good,” I stammered.
I could feel the heat on my face, but all he did for a moment was keep on loading the towels into the closet. I just stood there. Blushing. There was no exit for me. The bathroom was located at one end of the hall, and my bedroom was situated at the other.
He finally finished and looked at me and said, “That’s awesome”. He also smiled.
Why isn’t he embarrassed, I thought, and why isn’t he leaving? I could say the same things for myself. “ What’s for dinner tonight?” I asked nervously. Where the fuck did that come from?
“I'm not sure,” he said, “I haven’t seen Mom or Dad today, but I think I saw some sauce for sticky wings in the fridge”.
He didn’t stare at my body as he spoke; his eyes were fixed on mine. A little odd, but I’m pretty sure he likes girls. Did I want him to check me out? I mean, he isn’t bad looking. And that bulge in his jeans was pretty big. I noticed for the first time that Michael was hung. And those brown eyes of his. To die for! Wait? What? Where the fuck did all THAT come from?!?
“Oh, okay,” I said a little nervously. Fuck. I was still blushing, and now my nipples were hard. Wtf? May as well walk over, pull his jeans down and start sucking his cock. With that thought, I glanced at his crotch again. Was he getting aroused? Is that bulge growing? My eyes quickly went up to meet his. Sticky wings! More like my sticky lips!! I was starting to leak, but I couldn’t stop it.
“Any plans for your birthday this weekend?” he asked. His eye never left my face as he spoke, never looked down to check me out. Was I insulted? Should I be? Should I be hurt? But he was my stepbrother. Would that even be considered incest, I wondered? What the fuck was I thinking? I’d have to Google that, I thought, as my mind was racing a mile a minute.
I swallowed nervously and said, “Nothing set in stone as of yet. Maybe hit the town with a few friends. I think Susan might be planning a surprise BBQ. I’m not sure if the weather is supposed to be wet or not this weekend”. BLUSHING! Wet??? Oh my god, I’m getting wetter! The stain was obvious on my pink thong. Come on, Michael, move out of the way already, I was thinking. But I made no move to go past him either.
He replied, “Okay. Let me know where you guys go, and maybe we could hook up, and I’ll buy a round of drinks.” He had a look on his face, not quite a smirk.
Hook up? Was that a subtle innuendo? Did I want it to be an innuendo? Great, I’m sweating now, my pussy was wet, and my nipples were sticking straight out. I may have to have another shower, I thought. A cold one this time.
“Well,” I said nervously, “I had better get ready for work.” I started to inch my way down the hall, and as I got beside Michael, I stopped.
He smiled at me and said, “Okay.” Before I could blink, he leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on the mouth. I didn’t move a muscle, but I did kiss him back, and I dropped my towel. My heart was pounding!
As he started to move past me, he reached out a finger and lightly flipped my right nipple. I stopped and melted, and his hand headed downstairs to rub the inside of my thigh.
I creamed myself before he even touched me. I turned and headed back to the bathroom, my thong all warm and sticky.
He followed and pushed me up against the wall. He leaned in, and his tongue slipped into my mouth. That was it. I had his jeans unbuckled and his dick in my hand in a heartbeat. More like barely in my hand. It was thick…so fucking thick.
He shifted me over to the vanity, and he hoisted me up to sit on it. He opened my legs, and he moved in close to kiss me; that huge cock of his pressed against my body. I wrapped my legs around him and kissed for all I was worth. My stepbrother was such an awesome kisser! I was freaking out, but also loving it as we kissed. A shrink would have fun with that one, I thought!
It didn’t last long when he leaned me back and started to tongue my nipples. I let out an involuntary moan, and that made him suck and lick all the harder. I felt that cock pressing against me again. Would it even fit inside me, I thought? Oh fuck, I wanted to find out so bad… His bulge was huge, and his cock was thick.
He kissed me one more time before taking a small step back. With my legs wide open and my thong a sticky mess, he took his thick dick and started to rub my pussy up and down with his tip. I was about to find out if it would fit. He pushed the damp cloth in between my mound, almost pushing my thong inside. That fat tip pushed inside ever so slightly, and I moaned.
He smiled and pulled back. Fucking tease, I thought! But my face said otherwise. He slipped out of his t-shirt and threw it to the floor. He then pulled my thong aside and admired the view for a minute, like he was pondering his next move.
Two of his fingers slipped inside me as he parted my pink petals. I melted and almost came at his touch. A liquid archangel rose inside me, and my pussy was weeping silken tears. I was lost in the moment as he gently finger fucked me. I closed my eyes as the feel of his fingers gliding back and forth inside me built up the pleasure I felt.
He pulled his fingers out and sucked them clean. I nearly fucking fainted watching him do that. Michael slipped my thong off and pulled me to a standing position. Dropping to his knees, he hoisted my left leg over his shoulder, and I braced myself against the vanity. Then came his first raw-moon love bite on the inside of my thigh. First one, then the other. I looked down at him, and he looked up at me as I put my right hand gently behind his head.
The next touch was his tongue delving into my pie. I squeaked in pleasure, and one hand guided his head as he dined on my lady sandwich. Oh fuck it felt so good, and I could feel myself starting to cum within a couple of minutes. He knew what he was doing down there as his tongue flicked over my pearl.
My moans got louder, and a “Mmmmmm, yeah…” escaped from me as I came. I was screaming and squirming, trying to pull his face inside me. My inner thighs were soaked with my jizz and his saliva.
In a second, he hoisted me back up onto the vanity. He lifted my legs and rested them against his shoulders as he inched closer. I could feel his tip stroking my slick pussy. I wasn’t going to get to suck on that monster?!? I was more than a little disappointed.
The thought lasted barely a second before it pushed inside me a little. My eyes closed, and I fucking melted like wet cotton candy. With a couple of practice strokes, he pushed all the way inside me. My warm pool of tightness wrapped around him as he stretched my pussy walls. It definitely fit inside….barely.
He leaned in to kiss me as he started to stroke with that beast. All my resistance melted as he fucked me. I tried to kiss back, but my mouth was too busy making moaning and whimpering noises. I’m sure I came in less than a minute…and again about 10 seconds later…and again and again.
I was howling like a banshee, and I didn’t care who heard me! I moaned and screamed “Fuck me” over and over. He didn’t show any signs of slowing down. He just kept on fucking me as I continuously orgasmed, his warm blade pushing into my pink lips. It seemed like a dream, but I was certainly enjoying it. Loving it! As a matter of fact, it was fucking mind-blowing!
I glanced down as that cock was gliding in and out of me. All shiny and slippery from my heavenly flood. I was quivering as he rammed all the way in over and over. Sweat covered his body, but he barely seemed out of breath, and he didn’t slow down. For the first time, I noticed that his junk was shaved. The perfect match for my bald snatch…
Without warning, he pulled out, pulled me off the vanity onto the floor, stuck that fat, shiny cock in my face and blew his load. I opened my mouth trying to catch some, which I did, but the majority was on my face. I grabbed a hold of his shaft and milked him, my mouth over his head to get the rest, which was squirting out of that cannon.
He looked down at me and smiled as he groaned, letting me finally suck on his fat cock. I cleaned my jizz off his balls, off his shaft and with a finger, I wiped as much of his cum off my face and into my mouth. I rimmed the tip of his cock just in case there was more to…cum.
Michael stood there looking at me as I swallowed his load and tried to get that cock deeper into my mouth. And he didn’t even go limp…he was as hard as an iron rod still. After a few minutes of not saying a word, he lifted me to my feet and leaned in to kiss my cum covered face and mouth. He pulled me in tight, and the cum that was on my tits smeared all over his chest. Fuck, he really is a great kisser, I thought!
Turning me around, he leaned me over the vanity and pushed my feet further apart. I looked at his reflection in the mirror with anticipation. He smiled at me, suddenly spat on my star, and pushed his thumb in my ass. This was my first-ever ass play, and I did not flinch in the slightest.
With his other hand, he stroked my sloppy pussy with that monster tip, and then he slid into me with ease. My head fell a little, and I let out a little moan as he buried that thing to the hilt, opening me up again.
He grabbed a hold of my hips as he started to fuck me, and he lifted my head gently by the hair and whispered in my ear, “I last even longer the second time around…”
I barely heard him because my own screams of pleasure were drowning out his words….
…Oh, a hot shower would feel so good as it sprays across my face and covers body. Nothing like a hot, steady stream on a cold winter morning to wipe away the cobwebs, I thought…
