[Mf][Inc][1st][reluc] Suddenly, in the shower…

You sit staring at the computer, bored beyond belief. It's the middle of summer vacation, and you should be off doing something more fun than this. Your friends volunteered to be camp counselors, and now, you are regretting not joining them. Usually you had your brother to hang out with, but since he joined the army you haven't seen him at all. He was always a little soft around the middle, and you wonder how much of that has changed.

You stand up and slip your little blue shorts down over your ample behind, and undo the catch on your bra. You trail your fingers down through your lower lips. You rub your fingers together, your fluids coating your fingers. The day is so hot and sticky; apparently, so are you.

You sigh and shuffle naked down the hall to the bathroom. A shower is definitely in order.

You hop inside and turn on the water, leaving it just cool enough to be refreshing without giving you goose bumps. The cool water cascades down over your body, carrying away the days sweat. You grab your soap and work it into a lather, coating your body. The feel of the suds running down over your soft skin is fantastic, and you can feel a slight bit of arousal growing. You focus on the task at hand though, scrubbing your body thoroughly.

The washcloth finally finds your feminine folds, and you spend perhaps a little more time than necessary cleaning them. You step under the stream of water, the cold water giving you goosebumps, and causing your nipples to harden into little bullets. The shower is too cold to linger long, so you quickly rinse the remaining soap from your body, parting your thighs so the water rushes across your privates. You jump a little when the cold water flows over your sensitive nub. Finally free of soap, you turn off the water.

Your arousal has grown, in spite the cold shower, and your fingers trail down to your crotch. Lightly rubbing your fingers over your outer lips, you feel the slight heat sensation that radiates out from your center.

Then you hear it: A creaking sound, then footsteps in the hall. You go to open the shower curtain and then freeze, the curtain only opens the barest amount.

Someone is in the door to the bathroom. The light from the hallway causes them to cast a dark shadow into the room, and their muscular frame is a silhouette, filling the doorway. You freeze in fear. Who would be in your house? Perhaps if you don't move, they won't realize you are there.

You step back from the curtain, as slowly as possible, your heart thumping in your chest so loudly you can hear nothing else. The scent of water and soap fills the air.

Suddenly, the shower curtain is pulled open and you turn and cower in the corner, shrieking and covering yourself, your eyes tightly closed. "Sis? Is that you?"

You peek through your hands, and see your brother. Relief floods through you, and then you launch yourself at him, wrapping your arms around him.

"Roy! I missed you so much! "You shriek.

You hug him tight, and then realize you are both naked as the day you were born, and your brother has changed so much. Gone is the pudgy teen who went off to Basic, instead there is a lean, hard bodied man.

Involuntarily, you begin to feel your body grow warmer, and a heat builds in your loins, and your cheeks grow flush. You begin to feel something hot and soft against your leg. Your brother lifts you and steps into the shower.

"Sis, you sure have changed a lot also."

Sure, your breasts started growing and stuff, but you don't feel that different. You realize his voice sounds husky, and he has a strange look in his eyes. He holds you still. His body tight against yours, your breasts crushed against his firm chest.

"Um, Roy, it's really good to see you again." You whisper.

The soft hot thing is beginning to grow, and it is trailing a line of heat up across your thigh. You can feel him growing firmer by the second as he holds you in his grip.

He sets you down, and his hands run up your back. He grabs you by the neck and kisses you hard, taking your breath away.

"Who knew your brother was so sexy?" You think. He breaks the kiss and you try to pull away from him, but his hand is still tight on your neck. You are like a doll in his hand.

"Sis, it has been so long since I have been with a woman." The look in his eyes begins to frighten you.

"I'm your sister though Roy… I can't help you."

You press your hands to his chest, his muscles like rock, his flesh hot on the palms of your hand.

"I know, but I can't see you like this and walk away. I need you to help me."

He is holding you so tight it is borderline painful. You have never been with a man before really. Well, you rubbed Bobby Thompson through his pants, but you are pretty sure that doesn't count.

"I can't, I'm your sister." You plead.

In reply, he pulls you close and kisses you again, his tongue thrusting into your mouth, your lips closing around it, sucking eagerly… What are you doing? You have to stop! He is your brother! His hand squeezes your ass, and you realize he still hasn't set you down. And his now hard cock is pressing against you in a way that is oh so nice. But you can't! You squirm in his arms. This does nothing to help your situation, as it only causes your nipples to brush against his skin, and his cock to grind against your mound. It feels so good pressing against you like that, and you love your brother so much. You realize what you are thinking and what your struggling is accomplishing. Perhaps the best way is to just freeze. Let him calm down, and realize what his body is doing to you. No, wait, that isn't right, that what he is doing to you is wrong. He sets you down, kneeling in front of you, sucking your nipple into the hot depths of his mouth. His tongue is like fire. You run your fingers through his hair, his short trim soft against your fingers. His hand slides down over your rear, trailing down the crack of your ass to your hot moist lips, and his fingertip probes your hole.

"Ouch! That hurts!" You whine.

His fingers move away and rub against your mound.

"Are you a virgin Sis?"

Your cheeks grow even redder as you lower your face to the crown of his head, pressing his face back into your breasts. Your response tells him all he needs to know. His suction on your breasts grows stronger, as he works your nipple with his tongue. His fingers continue to stroke your hot little gash.

"You have to stop now Roy." You insist again.

Your brother ignores you and instead assaults your other breast with equal enthusiasm. Your body is responding, and you can feel your pleasure growing. It is nothing like the times you have rubbed yourself. Your body is leaking now. You can feel fluid trickling down your inner thigh. His fingers become more direct, rubbing inside the folds and creases of your pussy. You can feel you body wanting… something. You aren't sure what. His fingers feel so good, his lips, so good. How can this be bad? You wonder?

Suddenly, Roy stands. His cock is red, throbbing, and pointing at your belly as if to say "I am going to go there."

You feel a twinge in your stomach as you realize, you want that too. Your brother reaches past you and turns on the water, adjusting it so it is warm. You stand there arms folded across your breast, you no longer want to fight him, well, you do, but you want him to win. The hot water trickles down your body, making your skin glisten, his hands return to your body, but now they move smoothly. It feels so much better. He grabs some shampoo and squirts some on his fingers, and runs his hands down your stomach to your growing bush. His fingers come through, tugging the hairs, and causing the sensations to increase. His fingers find the slit, and the fat lips part, giving him access. Your clit grazing his calloused fingers and overwhelming pleasure shoots through you. It's too much, and you grab his wrist. His fingers keep moving though, running along your inner lips, up one side, and down the other.

Subconsciously, you begin to hunch your pelvis forward against his hand. His finger feels wonderful, and before too long, it is not enough. You pull his wrist, returning his fingers to your sensitive little pink nub, now swollen, and emerging from its hood. The second he touches it, you know you made the right choice. This is right. This is good. So, sooooo good.

"Soooo gooood." You moan aloud, as your orgasm rushes through you.

Your knees buckle, and he grips your arm tight, keeping you from falling. You cannot stop twitching, the hot water running down your sensitive skin, caressing you, teasing your nerve endings already going crazy from your climax. His hands suddenly hook under your thighs and he hoists you up, and you realize what is going to happen next. You begin to plead as the euphoria fades.

"I'm a virgin! Remember? I have never had sex!"

His body is pressing you against the wall of the shower. The tile cold against your back, his body hot against yours. His cock is between you, pressing against your belly. Roy ignores you and lifts you up, his cock sliding through your sex. He lifts and drops you again. You cling to him. Your arms hugging him tight as you plead and beg him to release you, but you make no move to escape. Your body is hungry for him, longing to finally be filled, but you don't want to surrender. You want it to be his fault so you can blame him, so you don't feel responsible. His cock slip fruitlessly against you, not finding purchase in your shower soaked box. He stops, and fixes his gaze on yours. His piercing grey eyes gaze into your soul.

"Grab it." He says.

No menace, no threat. Just a direct order, you reach down between you and feel your fingers close around his length. It is throbbing with his pulse. Twitching like it is a snake about to bite. He fixes his gaze on you again, and wordlessly, you press the tip down, though your furrow, grazing your clit, the hard velvety tip causing sparks of pleasure to burst forth again, and you nuzzle it against your opening. How did this happen you think as you feel him lift you to get the right angle to penetrate you. His cock sockets against your opening so nicely; the slight stretching where it presses against your opening feels so right. But you want more, and suddenly, you have it. He releases his grip, causing you to drop down on his cock, his head tearing your hymen, stealing your youth away and making you a woman. You scream, but he kisses you suddenly to stifle it.

"Shhhh… Shhh…Relax, that's just the head." He murmurs.

You feel like someone parked a bus in your vagina. You bite your lip and moan in agony. He holds you firmly, till you stop gasping in pain, and then lifts you up. Oh thank God your ordeal is over. You begin to think when suddenly, he drops you again, it hurts less this time, and you feel your body give way, letting his cock sink another inch inside your burning vagina.

"Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod…" You chant, as you feel yourself continue to stretch.

Surely, this has to be what childbirth feels like. His cock has to be the size of a baby.

Again he lifts you and slides back in. You notice that while you are still stretching, the pain is beginning to fade. He begins slowly lifting you, and lowering you. Each time, his cock works it's way deeper, crawling up inside your virgin pussy. While not exactly pleasant, it no longer hurts, and you realize the fullness is exactly what you were yearning for. Eventually, you rock your hips, helping him bury his cock deeper in your snatch.

Finally, you can feel his pubic hair against yours, your pelvis grinding on his. Your arms draped across his shoulders, you begin to kiss him, passionately. His thrust no longer hurt, and in fact, you are beginning to enjoy it. He hunches his hips pressing you against the wall, rocking his cock deep inside you, and stirring up your insides. Your pussy is still so incredibly tight that he can't thrust properly, but it doesn't seem to be bothering him. He thrusts harder, and more urgently, and you can see a tense look on his face. He begins to thrust erratically; his movements no longer smooth, and then he drops you down all the way onto his cock. You thought he was in you before, but now you realize, this is what it means to be full of cock. The head of his cock rests on your cervix, and you feel hot jets of it as it spurts deep inside of you. He slowly sits down, his cock still spurting and twitching in your depths.

"You're not on birth control are you sis?" He asks, much too late you think.

You shake your head "No."

"Well, when was your last period?" he asks, his cock beginning to soften inside of you.

"Two weeks ago. Why?"

He groans and you suddenly feel his cock begin to grow hard in you again.

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