Homecoming (Part 2) [shower] [siblings] [masturbation] [sleeping sister]

[The beginning](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ab50cp/homecoming_part_1_adult_siblings_nudity_no_sex/)

We maneuvered so that he was in the back of the tub and I was at the front of the tub, otherwise he blocked the water from hitting me. He stood there awkwardly covering himself and looking up at the ceiling for a moment.

I started washing the baby oil off of his arms with the soap on my hands. He pulled away and looked down at me, “Don’t do that?”

It was more of a plea than a statement. I stepped away from him a bit and reached out to hand him the soap, “Sorry,” was all I said.

He took the soap and I reached past him to get the shampoo that was sitting on the back corner of the tub. He audibly groaned and I looked up at him, he was blushing brightly. With the shampoo in hand I turned around to wash the baby oil out of my hair. He reached past me and put the soap down on the holder, then I felt his hands on mine as I roughly scrubbed the shampoo into my scalp.

He had stepped closer to me and he held my hands still, “You are still so rough with your hair.” He moved my fingers in more gentle motions, making me massage my scalp rather than scrub it.

I pulled my hands free from his and spun around to face him, he was still blushing brightly and looked away from me as he pulled his hands free of my hair. My hair was soapy and falling down my face and onto my shoulders and back, “Wash it for me?” I asked.

He hesitated but put his hands back in my hair, very gently moving the soap around my scalp and squeezing it down the length of my hair as he carefully piled it up on my head. He started to relax and I turned back around, facing away from him as his hands slid up the back of my neck and he gently worked the shampoo into a rich lather to dilute the baby oil.

“It might take a few washes to get it out you know?” he asked.

I picked up the soap and turned back around to face him, “I know, and we still have to get the oil off of you, too.”

I rubbed the soap in my hands until I worked up a rich lather and ran them from his stomach to his shoulders as he massaged the shampoo through the length of my hair. He was biting his lower lip and I stepped closer to him and ran my soapy hands along his hips and up over his sides. He was really only covered in oil on his left side and back, but his skin was warm and he shivered as my hands cleansed him.

He pulled me towards him just a bit and angled the shower head down so that he could rinse my hair. I put my hands on his hips and let him guide my head as he rinsed the shampoo off of me. He gathered my hair in his hand as he rinsed it and pulled it slightly, I whined just a little and squeezed his hips under my fingers.

He ran his hands up the back of my neck and I leaned back towards his palm before he let me go rather suddenly and picked up the soap I had dropped at some point. He started washing himself off quickly and I bit my lip and shifted my weight from one foot to the other.

He looked away from me, the blush looked like a bright sunburn going across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose as he spoke, “I don’t feel any more oil in your hair. I think you’re good to go.”

I nodded and looked down to the ground, feeling a sting of shame course through me as I realized I had enjoyed him touching me. I climbed out of the tub and grabbed a dry towel before quickly heading back to my room.

I closed the bathroom door and leaned against it. What the fuck was that?

I squeezed the towel around my hair and got out as much water as I could, then threw the towel on the floor of my room. I should have gone to get a clean set of pajamas, but I didn’t. Instead I walked over to my bedroom door and wedged the back of my vanity chair under the handle, an old trick I learned as a curious teen who just wanted to get off without worrying about her mother running into her room for some stupid reason.

I opened my bedside drawer and pulled out the small bullet I kept in it. My trusty little purple nubbly vibrating egg that an old boyfriend had given me for my 16th birthday. Thankfully he didn’t give me that present at my party. Sadly, he tried to make me feel guilty for not letting him use it on me so I broke up with him shortly after…and kept the toy because holy fuck was it fun.

I jumped up on my bed and lay back, the little purple device buzzed as I held it against my clit, soft little moans and gasps escaping my lips as I tingled and squirmed. I used my free hand to cup and squeeze my breasts then brought my hand up to my hair to gather and tug my hair gently, as my brother had done.

My eyes were closed as I arched my back and let the waves of pleasure course through me. Moving the little bullet down to my pussy I could feel the wetness dripping from me. I opened my eyes and at least a part of me had hoped my brother would be standing at the bathroom door, watching. But he wasn’t.

I pouted and turned the egg off before tossing it back into its home in my bedside drawer. I lay there for a little while, legs spread and lips glistening, pointed directly at the bathroom door before I convinced myself that he wasn’t going to be curious and playful and come check out his little sister.

I headed over to my dresser and pulled out a shirt and pair of panties and slipped them on before climbing into bed and falling asleep, oddly disappointed.

A few hours after I’d fallen asleep he crept into my room. He just stood by the door for a while, but after a few minutes he approached my bed and very slowly lifted my top, just until the undersides of my breasts were showing. He ran his fingers over them and I shifted in my sleep, causing him to freeze for a minute.

Once he was satisfied that I was still asleep, he lifted my shirt up a little higher, exposing my breasts almost fully. He traced his fingers over my nipples and leaned down to very gently kiss and flick his tongue across one then leaned over to do the same to the other. Between the cool air and my brother’s warm saliva, my nipples became firm little nubs and he moaned softly, but the feeling of light sucking woke me up and I watched him in the dark room.

His hand went down to his crotch and I’m sure he was stroking himself, but the shadows kept me from being certain of it. He very gently pulled my panties down from my hips, just enough so he could see my slit and mound. He ran his finger tip over the bit of my slit that was visible to him I moaned softly and opened my legs just a bit to encourage more.

He made a soft grunting noise and I realized he was definitely touching himself. He pushed his finger between my pussy lips and rubbed my clit very slowly back and forth. I stirred again, it felt so teasing and I kind of wanted him to get a little more daring. I turned on my side towards him, causing him to pull his hand away from me, andI draped my arm over my eyes so I could safely watch him without him knowing I was awake.

He knelt down next to my bed and whispered, “’Lex? Are you awake?”

I didn’t respond and he waited a minute before running the finger he’d used on my pussy over my actual, slightly parted lips. I suckled gently on his finger, in a way that could have simply been instinctual, as though I were sucking my thumb, a habit I didn’t grow out of until well into elementary school.

He pulled his finger from my lips and pulled my panties down, working them very slowly down my legs until he pulled them off completely.. He gently pulled my leg and guided me until I was lying on my back again. I let my legs fall open and he whined.

He climbed up on my bed and lowered his lips to my pussy. A very soft and gentle kiss greeted me as he moaned against my skin. His lips closed around my clit and his tongue flicked back and forth, causing me to squirm and move my hips towards him just a little. He flattened his tongue against my slit and licked me deeply as I moaned rather loudly and ran my fingers through his hair as he started to pull away.

I brought my fingers to my clit and rubbed myself in front of him, “Don’t stop, Max” I whined.

He hesitated but watching me rub his saliva around my snatch, eagerly spreading my legs further apart. He lowered himself back down between my legs, my fingers spread myself apart for him and he licked and sucked on me aggressively as I continued to gently and slowly rub my clit in little circles, going just behind the trail his tongue was leaving on me.

I sat up and pulled away just a little, but he grabbed my thigh and pulled me back down towards him, he lifted his eyes up to look at me and I leaned my head back as I rested on my hands and arched my hips towards him as his tongue curled over my clit and his fingers found their way into my tight pussy.

“Wait,” I cried out almost breathlessly as he pushed his face tighter against me, “Let me suck your cock, please?” I begged as I pushed my hips towards his tongue.

He pulled his lips from me and climbed up on my bed. I climbed over him and put my legs on either side of his head as I took his throbbing and precum-coated cock-head between my lips eagerly. He moaned loudly and lifted his hips towards me, pushing his cock to the back of my throat as I lowered my lips down over his shaft.

He made a few soft thrusts to meet my lips before he lifted his head to plunge his tongue back between my pussy lips to savor the creamy white fluid that was dripping from me. I moved my hips down closer to him and he grabbed my butt and held me down to his face, letting me grind my hips and press myself tightly to his tongue as he licked me before plunging it in me in a sharp point that slowly curved within my pussy.

I moaned with his cock buried in my throat and he grabbed my thighs tightly as he thrust his hips up, spraying thick ropes of his cum in my mouth. He groaned and pulled me off of him, causing some of his cum to drip from the corners of my lips and onto my shirt.

He grasped at me and pulled me up to him, kissing me deeply as his fingers found their way between my legs again. He pushed two fingers inside of me and quickly and roughly rubbed against the front wall of my pussy. I moaned and he clamped his lips down on mine, kissing me just as deeply and roughly as he was fingering me. He stopped kissing me just long enough to brush his lips over my ear and whisper, “Cum for me ‘Lex.”

He moaned as he felt my pussy clench tight around his fingers. I tensed up and arched my back as my orgasm radiated through my abdomen. He climbed down between my legs and lapped me up until I stopped squirming.

He lay down beside me and pulled me over onto his lap, my pussy just resting against his cock. My cheeks and chest were flushed and I was panting with my hands on his shoulders. He cupped the sides of my breasts in each hand and rubbed his thumb over my nipples, then pulled my shirt back down over them. I lay my head against his chest and closed my eyes, falling fast asleep on his lap as he stroked my hair and back.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/abfu43/homecoming_part_2_shower_siblings_masturbation

2 comments on “Homecoming (Part 2) [shower] [siblings] [masturbation] [sleeping sister]

Comments are closed.