Alicia and her younger brother Jules live in a small town just outside Barcelona. They both work but they don’t have much money, so they have rented a small flat. It has only one bed, and after a few weeks of Jules sleeping on the sofa they have decided to share the bed and now they sleep together. They love each other very much, but the tensions of sharing a tiny flat mean that they occasionally quarrel and some of the quarrels have been quite bad. Added to that is the problem of sex; both of them masturbate, and when they each had their own room they could do this whenever they liked. Now it is more difficult and to make it worse they have discovered a sexual attraction to each other, each keeping it a secret from the other so far.
Jules has been such a good boy this week. Ever since that terrible argument last weekend he has really been trying; emptying the bin, doing the washing up, generally being a help to her. Now Alicia is feeling so tender towards him and wants to smother him with love. She has noticed all week that whenever she thinks about him she starts to feel sexually aroused, and although he is her brother she indulges herself a little occasionally, imagining how she might reward him for being such a good boy. Once or twice this week she has found herself touching herself, lightly stroking her pudenda and thinking about him. However she is a little shocked at the thought of masturbating to thoughts of her brother and she has stopped herself, but today she is at that time of her cycle when she is almost constantly aroused, and she is having difficulty thinking about anything but sex. Her body seems to be almost on fire and her panties are constantly wet. She would normally have made herself cum when she had the opportunity, but this week every time she started to play with herself all she could think about was her brother and she stopped herself, shocked. Crikey, she thinks, I am such a weirdo.
It hasn’t helped this week that she has noticed him being sexually aroused too. It is hard enough sharing a bed, but one or two nights she has woken to find him cuddling her, nothing wrong with that, it is really sweet, but crikey, he had an erection and the way he was laying, on his side with his leg thrown over hers, his erection was pressing against her thigh and his pyjamas couldn’t conceal it. She felt a delicious ache between her legs and couldn’t resist rubbing her thigh against his stiff cock; once she even reached down and ran her fingertips along the length of it, underneath, where the thick pipe is. Crikey that was so damn sexy doing that, nevertheless she had been shocked at herself and took her hand away, but not before she had touched the full length of it. It seemed so big and hard! Added to that she has found evidence of his sexual activity too. She found some of his semen on the wall in the shower, and some tissues under the bed, screwed up and crusty, and she knows he hasn’t had a cold. The though of him masturbating really turns her on, she loves the idea of his pleasure and when she is in the shower washing herself she pictures him wanking, knowing that he has been in this space doing to himself what in the back of her mind she wants to do to him.
Now she is laying on the bed in her pyjamas while he has a shower and she is thinking about him again. She is laying cross legged with her knees wide apart, her fingers are stroking the mound of her pudenda, and her clitoris and vagina are throbbing. She hears the water stop, and knows he is getting out of the shower now, and she realises that she will have to do what she needs to do quickly. She slides her hand down the front of her pyjama trousers, her fingers slipping under the elastic of her panties and into the hot wet folds of her vulva. Quickly she parts her lips and dips her fingers into her vagina, lubricating them, before seeking out her clitoris. She runs her fingers down the length of the little shaft, moaning in pleasure as she does so, then she finds the engorged nub peeping out from under its hood, and she starts to flick it with the soft pad of her middle finger; quick and rhythmically, feeling the pleasure increase and the force of orgasm building up; it is unstoppable but she keeps herself on the edge for a few moments before letting go, her body shaking and twitching as the waves of pleasure run through it, the coloured lights flashing in her brain. She gasps, trying to be quiet because she doesn’t want Jules to hear her cumming, and at the peak of her orgasm she hears the bathroom door open and her brother coming out. She manages to control herself despite the fact that her orgasm is still in progress and she is experiencing the last couple of waves of pleasure, and he is completely unaware that his sister has just masturbated and is enjoying her aftershocks as he enters their bedroom.
Jules is naked apart from his towel wrapped around his waist. It is yellow and shows off his lean tanned body nicely, and she can see the bulge in the front where his penis is hanging, a delicious shudder running through her body at the thought of it, beautiful in its ugliness. Alicia imagines him fully naked, his cock and his balls swinging as he walks and a picture flashes through her mind of her kneeling in front of him kissing his sex as it dangles in front of her face, sucking his soft cock into her mouth and nibbling at his scrotum with her lips. Despite her recent orgasm, which she hoped would calm her down a bit, she is aroused by him and by her thoughts, and there is an added frisson in the fact that he is her brother. He is forbidden to you, she thinks, and the thought makes her want him even more. In fact she doesn’t want him as such, she wants to pleasure him, to watch him as he experiences her touch on his genitals and climaxes in front of her. She imagines herself cleaning him up as he lays in his afterglow. She feels so tender towards him she is glowing and can hardly breath. She looks at him now, his soft dark hair and deep brown eyes and smooth skin and she can hardly control herself.
She calls him over to the bed and invites him to lay beside her. She tells him that he has been a good boy this week and she has been so grateful for his help. Her voice is rich and deep, thick with desire and sultry, and although he doesn’t understand why he feels it like warm honey flowing over his skin and it makes him shiver pleasantly. At first she lays on her back with her arm around his shoulder, him on his side beside her, but after a while he turns onto his back. As he does so his towel comes untied and by the time he has finished his manoeuvre he is naked. Alicia looks down and sees his cock. It is semi-erect, thick and heavy. The proximity of her beautiful warm body and the sound of her voice have excited him and now he smells her, her recent masturbation means that the scent of her sex sweat is in the air, and the scent of her vulva is on her fingers. He doesn’t know why she smells that way, but his body is reacting to her rich musky odour, and in spite of the fact that she is his sister he wants her. In fact she is often in his fantasies. He thinks she is beautiful with her long dark hair and her soft body, and in the bed they share it has been inevitable that some physical contact has taken place; her breasts have brushed his arm, his hand has touched her buttocks. Once he had woken and he had been sure that she was touching his erection, but she had seemed to be asleep, so he thought he must have been mistaken.
But now here they are. What happens next happens as if it is a dream for both of them. She looks up from his cock and catches his eye. “You have been such a good boy this week I think you deserve a little reward” she says. Her heart is racing as she sits up and picks up his cock in her hand and starts to massage it slowly. She feels it throbbing and stiffening under her touch, and she responds, stroking it and gripping it with a firm yet light grip. Her own body has responded too, a delightful tingle is spreading through it emanating from her vulva, and she can feel her face flush with desire. After a while she changes position, now she is kneeling between his legs, his knees are bent and she has a good view of his body; his anus, his balls tight with pleasure, the great heavy shaft of his cock with its gleaming purple tip, his flat stomach and chest, and then his face, his eyes heavy with lust watching his sister as she masturbates him. She is cupping his scrotum in one hand as she strokes his cock with the other. See can tell by the way he is thrusting that he is approaching orgasm; looking down she can see his perineum starting to throb, the muscles underneath preparing to pump his spunk out. Then she sees his eyes roll and his face go slack and he lets out a groan; his penis jumps in her hand and his anus pulsates as a great thick jet of white cum shoots from his cock, leaving a trail up his belly, across his chest and over his shoulder onto her pillow. Her heart is pounding so hard now and she is on the brink of cumming herself, the seam of her pyjama trousers providing enough friction in her aroused condition, but she holds back, when she cums she wants to do it at her leisure, she wants to have enjoyed what she is doing to her brother to the full before she reaches her own climax. His first jet of semen is followed by several more, less powerful than the the first, but still he gasps with pleasure until eventually the last few drops are oozing out and running over her fingers and he puts his hand on her arm to stop her.
What he does next seems odd to her at first, but nevertheless interests her. He grasps his still erect penis and massages it slowly. She is fascinated, but realises that he is doing the same as she does after cumming, squeezing out the last few traces of pleasure as the sexual excitement subsides. She realises that she would like to watch him masturbate one day; she has discovered a kink that she had not known she had. Now she looks at his spunk, glistening on his body and on her fingers and she wants to lick it off of him, this delicious fluid that he had so much pleasure producing. She licks the spunk from her fingers, enjoying the creamy texture and the bittersweet, slightly salty taste, then she leans forward and takes his softening cock in her mouth, pushing his hand aside. She pulls his foreskin back and licks around the rim of his glans, cleaning him, she is in a trance now and cleans the shaft and his balls, her tongue working quickly and passionately on his belly and chest, drinking in his sweet nectar. She is thorough, she isn’t going to waste a drop of his precious fluid. She is on all fours above him and he feels her breasts touching his body as she works. His cock starts to harden again and when she feels it against her belly her desire increases. Eventually she has cleaned him up and is looking down at his face. She sees the stain on her pillow and decides to leave it, it will be there when she lays her head on her pillow to sleep tonight.
Now she is ready for her own orgasm. A couple of times he has reached out to touch her but she has pushed his hand away; this is a one way thing for her, at least for now. She will see to her own needs herself. She raises her body from his and kneels between his legs. Again she slips her hand into her pyjama trousers and down her belly, her fingers quickly finding the little button that she needs so desperately to touch now, she doesn’t care that her brother is watching her do something that she has kept a secret for so many years, she needs to cum. Jules can see her hand moving inside her pyjamas and he becomes excited too, his sister who had seemed so prim and proper is showing a tantalising glimpse of a darker side. She watches as his cock stiffens and he takes it in his hand and starts to rub it. She is so close to orgasm now and she has slowed her hand down, she had hurried her first orgasm today and now she is going to take herself over the edge slowly and with as much pleasure as she can. Eventually she cannot hold it in any longer and she lets out a low groan as she starts to climax, her body is jerking and her face contorted with pleasure. The orgasm seems to go on for ages, the waves of pleasure filling her body, the colours flashing through her mind. By the time she is finished she is sweating and panting, and comes back to the real world just in time to see her brother finishing himself off.
Afterwards they snuggle under the duvet together, him on his back and her on her side beside him. She reaches down and touches his soft genitals. “I am going to take really good care of you” she says. He turns to her and smiles and she kisses him gently on his mouth.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/489d4z/f_str_nsfw_after_his_shower