My Adventure with My Little Brother Ch. 01

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I ran at my brother, who had flown in from Ireland. “Conor!” I cried, and wrapped my arms around his lean frame. “I wish you were around more often,” I whined. Ever since Mommy and Daddy divorced, things weren’t the same. I stayed in the States with Daddy while my little brother went to Ireland with Mommy. But today he turned 18, and he could do whatever he pleased.

“Oh, I know, li’l sis. I know.” He’s seen me as his little sister, even though I’m older, for a long time now. The fact is that he’s just more mature. He’s got this protective instinct over me, and I don’t object. He squeezed me tight, and then bent over to grab his luggage.

I picked up one of the smaller looking bags and trounced off towards the parking garage. I had turned 18 a year earlier. Our birthdays were in the same month, but mine 24 days earlier. “So, what are we doing this time big bro?”

“Well, I was thinking I could finally teach you how to drink.” He doesn’t visit often, and every time he does we do something special. We were saving the drinking until he was coming for permanent though. He would be living with my fiancé and I until his citizenship was final, and we were both looking forward to it.

“Finally! Chris won’t let me have more that a glass until I learn, because I’m so light. He’s afraid I’ll be the very definition of a lightweight.”

“What is he, your father?” Conor laughed, and mimed a big belly in front of him like Santa Claus. “I always thought he was just tubby.”

I pouted a little. “I asked you to stop calling him that.” He raised his eyebrows. “Besides, he’s not Daddy, but I sure call him that.” I winked at my little brother. Conor may be young, but he’s definitely not naïve.

“Savvy, that’s disgusting.” He continued laughing. We exchanged banter like this all the time. It’s not that Conor hates Chris, he just feels that I can do better.

“Oh, bite me.” Finally we reached the car, and we piled all of the bags into the trunk. Conor then reached over and bit my neck, ever so gently. I shivered, thinking of all the times that Chris had done so. I immediately became wet, as I always did. Then I remembered who had done it.

“Bubby, now’s not the time to be playing vampire.”

“Oh, it’s always the time to play vampire.” He backed up and leaned against the car. “Well, as long as it’s not the sparkly kind.”

“Let’s get home before we play any kind of game.” He pouted a little, and I realized just what kind of game he wanted to play. Sometimes it scared me when my pussy was farther ahead than my brain was.

“Oh! Conor, I… you’re my brother.” Even as I said this, I could see a lump growing in his pants.

“I know, but…”

I cut him off. “Let’s deal with his at home, okay?” He nodded, pouting. The lump in his pants never fell through the drive, which made for quite an uncomfortable trip. We drove in complete silence, and my mind and eyes kept drifting towards his crotch. I had always known my baby brother had a big cock, but that thing struggling against the denim was a monster.

We walked into my front door, and dropped his bags just inside Escort bayan the door. He’d be sleeping in the living room anyway, so it didn’t quite matter. “Honey, we’re home,” I called.

“Great,” Chris said, walking out of the kitchen with two beers in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. He handed Conor a beer and gave me a quick yet sensual kiss as he handed me the wine, and the wetness was renewed. “Tonight’s gonna be fun,” he said, guiding us all into the living room.

After hours of laughter and “lessons,” I’d still only had three wines. Chris stood up, groaning a bit, having only had the original beer and feeling a little stiff. “Well, guys, hate to drink and run, but I promised the guys poker tonight. I had kind of forgotten it was your birthday, Conor. It’s easy to remember your other sister Lilli’s birthday, as it’s so close to Savanna’s own, but yours has never stuck easily in my mind.”

Conor laughed. He was on his 5th beer and hardly buzzing. “Hey, no problem. Win a hand for me and it’ll all be cool.” He grinned as my fiancé walked out the front door. “Now, Savvy, why don’t we handle the ‘issue’ from earlier?”

“I… Conor…” I looked down to see the lump in his pants again. Despite my mind’s protest, I was becoming wetter by the second. “This — this isn’t right.”

“Right? Since when has it ever mattered what’s right?” He reached over and poured me another glass of wine.

I picked it up and drank it, not really thinking about it, and drank delicately. “But, Bubby…” He put a finger to my lips and shushed me. He then replaced his finger with his lips and kissed me deeply. I easily lost myself in the kiss, which at the time I attributed that to the wine. He slipped a hand down my shorts and began playing with the little tuft of hair at the tip of my pussy that I kept for Chris’s pleasure. Slowly his hand slipped lower, and I got progressively wetter. “Oh, Bubby. I — Conor, I…” and then he hit my clit, and I squeaked.

“What were you saying?”

“Oh, nothing,” I muttered, leaning into his chest. He smiled and tweaked it a few more times; eliciting quite a few more moans and squeaks from me. I reached out and grabbed the lump in his pants on instinct, as I always did with my fiancé. Conor gasped in surprise, but the pleasure on his face was obvious. I gently groped his monster cock through his pants as he rubbed my pussy all over. “Oh, Conor,” I moaned, barely able to speak.

He began to grin at me as I slowly undid his pants, unleashing the full length of his amazing dick. I then dropped to my knees, unbuttoned my own top and wrapped my tits along his dick, rubbing them up and down his 8 ½ inch length. His head fell back and he began to groan gently as my tits began pummeling him, slowly at first but gradually faster and faster until my ass hitting my heels each time I game down began to hurt, and he began to thrust his crotch up to meet each of my movements. His balls began to slap up against the bottom of my breasts, and precum began to leak from the tip of his manhood.

I reached the tip of my tongue down and licked Bayan escort up the drop from his slit, and teased the head, swirling my tongue all along it, and under the ridge. “Savvy,” he muttered, and I looked up at him with my chocolate brown eyes, not wanting to stop. “This is better than I ever though it would be,” he muttered. I smiled, and continued, then pulled the head all the way into my mouth.

Suddenly, Chris walked in. “Holy fuck,” he cried. I spun around to look at him, fear in my eyes. “I — I forgot my wallet,” he said, and walked over to the couch where we were. “What the Hell are you two doing?”

Conor looked down, slightly sheepish. “I’m sorry. It’s my fault. If you wanna kick me out…”

“Kick you out? That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I mean, I’ve watched her do that to me, but I’ve never gotten to see it in this perspective.”

I was shocked, but decided to take advantage of it, and went back down on Conor. “Do you like this Bubby?” I rubbed my tits slowly up and down his length. “Do you like it when I rub my tits on your shaft?” I climbed up his body and began to rub my crotch on his shaft, despite the fact that I still had my shorts on. It still felt amazing to me, and I could tell he liked it too. I looked back at Chris and decided to be even more daring. “Would you like to join in?”

My amazed fiancé looked at me, and simply kissed me, deeply and passionately. He delved his tongue into my mouth as I rocked up and down on my little brother, to which I returned the favor. Our tongues did a sort of a tango in between our mouths, and I was only slightly aware of Conor anymore until suddenly my pants were undone, and I pulled back shocked.

Conor looked over at Chris with a pained expression on his face. “Man, please, do you mind? I haven’t hand a good screw in so long… and Savvy’s so hot…”

Chris raised his eyebrows at him. “You want to fuck your sister?”

“I’ve ALWAYS wanted to fuck her. Ever since I had desires like that I’ve wanted her. She’s always had such a luscious body… even the first time I got laid, I was thinking about Savvy while screwing the girl. Please, man.”

“I — alright, here’s the deal. I can’t argue with that logic. But nothing goes in her pussy but me and the toys I bough her.” He turned me around so I was lying back against Conor’s chest and stomach, his member standing up between my legs. “You get her ass while I get her pussy.” I grinned, and Chris could tell I was happy. I’d always liked the idea of double penetration, but he’d never allowed any other man around to make it happen.

And suddenly, my fiancé’s cock was out in the open, and he was stepping out of his pants. “Now let my get her ass ready,” he said, walking over and pulling me up and over Bubby’s monster cock, and sliding into my soaking wet pussy, giving me a pump or two, then pulling out and sliding into my ass. He used his dick to wipe my moisture all over the opening of my ass and just inside, lubing me up so Conor wouldn’t hurt me. “There,” he said. “Now she’s ready.”

He pulled the coffee table as close to the couch Escort as he could and put his legs to either side of Conor’s hips, doing the same to Conor’s legs, so they could be close enough for me to do my work. I looked at both of them, and grinned maliciously and seductively. “So are you boys ready?” All the two of them could do was smile, and moan slightly in approval. I smirked and them, and lowered myself onto them both at once. I squeaked as my little brother’s full length slid up inside of me. Despite the lube, his cock up my ass hurt a little. But once it was in, it was amazing, and I humped up and down on both their cocks.

“Oh! Oh, boys. You both feel so good,” I whined, my tits bouncing in Chris’s face, my ass slapping wetly against Conor’s thighs. “We should have done this a long time ago,” I moaned, and began to rub my left breast. I had a hickey on the nipple, as I quite often did, and I pinched the nipple, rubbing my boob all over.

And suddenly, there was my fiancé’s middle finger on my clit, rubbing like crazy, covered in spit. I reached down and returned the favor, rubbing his swollen scrotum, rolling his nuts in my hands, and let go of my breast to do the same for Bubby, who let out a moan as I did so. I collected up a good amount of my juices in my hand and slid a finger into Chris’s all-too-eager ass, as I’d done so many times before. As always when I did this, he began to thrust up into me as I humped down to him, and quickly adjust his rhythm to mine.

He began to moan, and moan loudly. “Oh, Savanna. Oh, Savanna! Savanna, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna fill you up!” And cum he did. His hot, thick semen shot deep and strong inside me, filling my love tunnel to the brim with the delicious liquid.

After this I couldn’t hold back any longer and I screamed, the strongest orgasm I’d ever had ripping through my body. My ass contracted with each new spasm that overtook me through my orgasm, and Conor thrust up into me as Chris slid out with a wet popping sound. My little brother’s balls slapped up against my taint, and I didn’t stop humping as I screamed and moaned and whined, my orgasm still ripping through me. Just as mine ended, Conor’s began with a bang. And by bang, I mean scream. “OH, Savvy!”

I decided to goad him on, and dropped down, allowing my tight ass to hit his thighs and crotch. His full length was then buried deep inside me, and I could feel each pulse of his cum through his dick. “That’s right, big brother. Fill me up! Fill up your little sister to the brim! Fill her sweet, tight ass with your thick, hot cum! Oh, yes, Conor. Yes! Oh, Bubby. Oh, Bubby!” I reached down and massaged the last trickles of his cum out of his balls, and Conor’s screaming hadn’t stopped through his whole orgasm, and now that it was over, all he could do was pant. I fell back against him as his dick grew limp inside me. My ass immediately pressed and forced him out, but he didn’t seem to notice.

“Oh my God, Savvy. Who knew you were such a good ride?” He laughed a bit, giddily, and then let his head slack to one side on the back of the couch. “Man, Chris, I gotta thank you. I never would have thought you’d actually let that happen, but damn was it amazing.”

“Yeah, no kidding!” My fiancé was panting as well, and we all had a good laugh. This was going to be the beginning of a wonderful relationship.

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Chapter 5 – Under The Radar

I was rubbing my eyes as I took out a glass and poured myself some orange juice. Wearing only my boxers, I pressed the glass to my lips and took a stiff drink, hoping to revitalize myself. As much as I had enjoyed the previous day, I will admit I was completely worn out from it. I had fucked my beautiful aunt at least four times and cum hard each time. I was reasonably certain there was nothing left in my testes except some I.O.U chits.

Yesterday had been magical for both of us. Though we’d only known one another for four days, we’d been getting progressively intimate since that very first night. We’d returned to a small natural grove we’d found just off a nature trail and made love for several hours, lost in one another. I’d never wanted it to end and we’d finished the day by making love in my bed down in the basement once my parents had gone to sleep.

I sighed as I wondered what to do. She was my mother’s sister, after all, and we were madly sexually attracted to one another. We couldn’t help it or fight it, the attraction, the need was so damn strong. The horror of what would happen if we were ever found out was too much to think about. Forgetting the shame and disgrace if it our affair became known, there were laws.

But we didn’t care. We were determined to continue this for as long as we could, seemingly. Our lust for one another showed no sign of abating. My dreams were about her, most of my waking thoughts were about her, making love to her or finding ways to thrill her and make her like me. When I’d awoken this morning, I’d looked over at my laptop and smiled, because she was sleeping naked on top of her sheets, an angelic look on her face.

I’d had sex before, I was not inexperienced. But sex with Alexa, my aunt that I was named after, was unlike anything I’d felt or experienced up to that point- it was primal, it was emotional, it was raw and torrid, but also had a deep, almost inexplicable bond. We’d whispered to one another, confessed that we’d been almost literally dropped in one another’s laps, for reasons yet to be determined. It was an intangible and we didn’t try to reason it out, only to act on what came so very naturally to us.

I smiled as I heard footsteps on the stairs, coming down to the main floor. She finally awoken and was going to join me. I’d greet her with the kiss we loved to share and we would spend the day together, finding every chance we could to get naked and make love.

But the footsteps were wrong…

Shit! Mom!

Without another word I put down my juice and hastily threw on my white t-shirt I’d brought upstairs, nearly getting my head caught in one of the sleeves. I’d just wrestled it over my waist when she walked into the kitchen, giving me a wry look. I whirled around to face her.

“Jeez, mom!” I exclaimed, my heart pounding. I was now standing there in boxers shorts and a t-shirt, nothing else.

“What’s your damage?” she asked, clearly nonplussed by my weird behaviour.

“I thought you were your sister.” I replied, trying to look exasperated. Calling Alexa ‘her sister’ to my mom struck me as a good way of making sure I didn’t sound too familiar yet. For days now I’d been acting suitably aloof and my parents were buying it, to my great relief.

“Well, that would have been the end of the world,” mom said dryly. “A family member seeing another family member in boxer shorts and no shirt. Ragnarok and Armageddon all rolled into one.”

I sighed in mild irritation. “Look, I know she’s family, but it’s still gonna take me time to adjust, okay? It’s only been four days, give me some credit already. Why are you even home? If I’d known it was you, I wouldn’t have bothered.”

She shrugged. “Just decided to start a little later, I don’t have as many papers to grade as your father. He took off about half an hour ago, I told him I’d be there soon. Why are you up so early?”

“I set my alarm because your sister seems to get an early start on things and if I’m going to play chauffeur again, I wanted to be ready.” I explained.

“Well, at least that’s thoughtful of you.”

“Eh, it has more to do with making sure she doesn’t come downstairs to the basement to wake me up,” I elaborated. “I sleep in just my boxers, you know.”

“I’m pretty sure Alexa’s eyeballs wouldn’t melt,” mom replied dismissively. “She’s a sweet girl, but I doubt that would be her first time seeing a boy in his underwear, if you know what I mean.”

“Could we please stop talking about my aunt and my underwear?” I groused. “I’m being good and dutiful, praise me, dammit.”

Mom laughed and patted my shoulder, her hand touching the very bite mark Alexa had left on me the previous day that I’d been so desperate to cover with my shirt when she came down. Trying to explain that to my mother was the last thing I wanted to do.

“True enough, I suppose,” she admitted. “Alexa says you’re slowly thawing, so that’s escort bursa a good thing. I just hope you’re making a genuine effort to be her friend until she can establish some of her own.”

“I told you I would, but you know I don’t make friends quickly,” I said. “I’m not like dad, I’m more like you.”

“Ouch. Okay, point taken. I guess because she’s my baby sister, I just really hope you’ll get along with her. As long as you’re trying, that’s what counts.”

She filled her thermos with the coffee that had finished automatically brewing a while earlier and then grabbed her attache case and purse. She gave me a kiss on the forehead and waved as she walked out the door. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch, watching through the bay window as she got into her vehicle and pulled out. I sat for five minutes, making sure she wasn’t coming back and then sighed heavily. That had been close.

Too damn close.

I went into the kitchen, drained my orange juice and quietly padded upstairs. I checked to make sure dad was indeed gone and then to the door of the room that used to be my bedroom. I gently turned the handle and opened the door- light was coming in through openings in the drapes, giving the room a warm glow. On the bed, naked atop the covers still, lay my beautiful aunt, Alexa.

And I couldn’t get over how beautiful she really was.

She was not quite a year older than me, nearly twenty six years younger than my mother. It had been something of a minor miracle, to be sure. She had long, thick golden blonde hair that hung almost down to the small of her back. Her eyes were a shining sapphire blue. Her lips were expressive and full, begging to be kissed. Her body was an erotic fantasy, with large, perky breasts that had small, pink nipples. Her waist was small, her stomach trim and her elegant hips curved into her long, supple legs. She kept her womanhood completely shaved, which drove me wild. Everything about her just made my body tremble with desire.

I knelt next to the bed, smiling warmly at the sighed of her. She looked like an angle as the light from the windows played over her body. She was smiling, even in her sleep. Her torso was turned at a slight angle so that her chest was facing me, those incredible breasts almost beckoning to me.

There it was. The bite mark I’d given her yesterday, to match the one she’d put on my shoulder when she had cum. It was on the soft swell of her breast, a defined set of teeth marks that had clamped down on that tender skin. She had gasped and whimpered at the time, but welcomed me marking her, a sign of our deep bond.

I gently leaned onto the bed, doing my best to not disturb her. I got my face next to her breast and then placed my teeth on her skin, exactly where I’d bitten her the previous day, applying the lightest of pressure. Alexa stiffened ever so slightly and moaned in her sleep before stirring, waking up as I pulled back and smiled into those deep blue eyes. She smiled dreamily.

“Good morning, Alex…” she whispered, her hand reaching to caress my cheek gently. “Making sure I was still marked as yours?”

“That and just wanting to see you,” I said, slipping my shirt and boxers off and sliding onto the bed next to her. She received me readily, snuggling her warm body to mine. “It’s been an eventful morning already.”

“Mmmmmm, do tell…” she said softly, putting her arm around me and kissing her bite mark on my shoulder.

“Well, I was down in the kitchen, wearing nothing but my boxers and having a glass of orange juice when mom came downstairs. You’ve never seen a man throw on a shirt so fast in your life.”

“Oh, did you think it was me?” she asked, smirking now and moving a lock of hair away from my face. “Yeah, I’ll bet you moved if you had to cover up that bite mark. Why was she still here?”

“Bad luck, really, she was just a little lazy this morning.” I explained. “But as you can tell, she’s gone now.”

“Mmmm, music to my ears,” she purred, nestling her body even closer to mine. Her pussy touched my cock and that was all that needed to happen for the reaction you’d expect. He began swelling and Alexa reached down and massaged him gently. “We made love in your bed last night, perhaps we’d care to balance the score card here?”

I nodded and rolled on top of her, causing her to giggle and then we kissed deeply, sensuously, without reservation. She parted her legs to allow my hips to nestle between them. I was already hard and she was already wet. Without further ado, I pushed my cockhead between her netherlips and then slid inside her slowly. She moaned into my mouth as she wrapped her arms around me and then her legs hooked behind my knees.

Keeping her beneath me, I pushed in and out of her pussy while we kissed, tongues swirling and tangling, tasting each other’s mouths. Her fingers massaged and kneaded my back traveling up and down my spine. I slid I up to the hilt and we both shivered bursa merkez eskort and groaned as I filled her.

“You feel so good inside of me…” she cooed, rocking her hips gently and squeezing me with her pussy muscles. “You make me feel like no one ever has before. Alex, it feels so good…”

“God, Alexa,” I murmured, kissing her neck. “Everything about you, it’s wonderful. I love how you feel, how I feel inside you… I love your voice when you whisper to me… everything…”

And then I remembered something that I was certain would put her over the edge. I gently pushed deeper inside while I repeated myself, whispering in her ear.

“Tout sur vous, il est magnifique. Je t’aime comment vous vous sentez, ce que je ressens à l’intérieur vous … votre voix lorsque vous chuchotez à moi … J’aime tout à propos de ça…”

She gasped loudly and clutched herself to me as I spoke French to her quietly, shuddering in delight. She kissed me feverishly and trembled as she held me to her, her heart pounding in her chest.

“Jeg elsker dig, Alex. Jeg er vildt forelsket i dig, og ville ønske jeg kunne fortælle dig. Jeg ønsker at bo for evigt i dine arme…” she whispered to me, almost panting in my ear. I didn’t know at all what she was saying, but I knew that speaking French thrilled her and she was saying something similar to what I’d told her. I loved the sound of her voice when she was speaking other languages.

And the way her voice quavered in my ear now, as we rocked and squirmed against each other, making love on her bed, it was a pleasure I know I’d never tire of. I could never get enough of it and I hoped she understood this.

We ground our hips harder into one another, panting and gasping as we fucked. Her legs were wrapped around my waist as I rocked back and forth, feeling her pussy clenching my cock tighter and tighter while the tingling, boiling heat bubbled up in my loins…

We both cried out, hips writhing and straining as I burst, my cum spurting deep inside her. My back arched, my hands clenching the sheets beside her head. Her tunnel squeezed me hard, desperate for my offering. Our bodies shook as the mutual orgasm crashed over us, sweeping us away on waves of transcendent pleasure.

“Alex!” she moaned loudly.

“Alexa!” I growled, still straining against her as my ropes of cum lashed her pussy.

We finally collapsed together, panting heavily. We were warm and damp, bodies quivering from the intensity of our lovemaking. Her legs slid from behind mine and her hands lay beside mine on the bed. I knew she didn’t want me to move, no matter what I may have weighed, because we both loved the feeling of my cock deep inside her.

Finally, slowly, she put her arms around me again in a feeble, exhausted hug. I pressed my lips to her neck and kissed her, loving that she moaned lightly at the touch. That we could share this exquisite satiation was so wonderful to both of us.

“Wonderful, lover,” she murmured, finally opening her eyes. “I’d happily wake up that way every day if I could.”

“You and me both,” I agreed. “I’d die a happy man.”

Alexa giggled and poked my nose. “Silly, no dying. I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

“As you wish.” I sighed, smiling wryly. I slowly rolled off her and onto my back. My cock sprung up above me, still hard and glistening with our cum. Alexa now moved down next to my hips and took my member inside her mouth, bobbing back and forth, sucking our mingled pleasure off me. She moaned happily, loving to do this as one of the final acts of any lovemaking session. When she was finished, she smiled and laid back down beside me, her body snuggled to mine.

“So we know the general agenda for our day,” she said quietly, tracing a fingernail over my defined ab muscles. “Do we have any plans yet for where we can get naughty?”

I pondered her question. “Well, you need a phone, so we’ll be at the mall. I can think of a potential location there. I suppose we can go on a tour of the city and see if anything jumps out at us.”

“Sounds wonderful,” she purred. “We need to shower, of course, and then what about breakfast?”

“Why don’t we have breakfast out?” I suggested. “Lots of nice places for it around this city. Besides, we might get lucky and find another place to fuck.”

“Sold,” she said readily, nodding her had at the thought. “Let’s shower and get moving.”

She took my hand and led me into the bathroom. While I grabbed two towels, Alexa turned on the water for the shower and stepped in. She giggled in delight as I joined her, pressing her now-slippery body to mine and kissing me, a gesture I returned willingly. We kissed and moved slowly together beneath the water, almost dancing to a music only we could hear.

Alexa broke the kiss finally and had a light frown on her face. “Damn,” she muttered quietly. “Gotta pee…”

She looked past the shower curtain bursa sınırsız escort for a moment, to the toilet on the far side of the bathroom and bit her lip before looking at me. “I… okay, this might be weird, Alex, but… may I pee in here? I really don’t want to get out.”

I shrugged. “Doesn’t bother me any, I’ll let fly once in a while if I need to.”

“Thanks,” she said, nodding. “This’ll only take a sec.”

She kept her hands on my shoulders and closed her eyes, as if she was trying to concentrate on what she needed to do. Without saying anything, I took hold of her hips and moved forward into her, bending my knees slightly and placing my cock beneath her pussy. Her eyes flipped open and she blinked in confusion.

“I thought you might have an easier time if we made it naughty,” I remarked, grinning. “Seems to do the trick for us, doesn’t it?”

She gave me a wry smirk. “You think peeing on your cock is going to help? Well, can’t hurt to try, right?”

She made sure her pussy was good and nestled on top of my member and stared into my eyes. She pursed her lips and gave a tiny shiver as she began. I had my back to the shower jet, feeling it blast down my back, distinctly different from what she was doing. Her warm pee splashed and inundated my dick, trickling between and down both our thighs. She began giggling at the sensation and I was doing my best not to laugh at how absurd we were.

She finally finished and sighed. “Well, don’t know if that helped me go, per se, but it was certainly different and fun to do.”

“I wouldn’t know yet, would I?” I teased, giving her a leering grin and then reaching to hold her in place. Her eyes went wide and she squealed, struggling to get away from me. The water made her difficult to hold on to, but I finally managed to wrestle her to her knees, facing away from me, her hands scrabbling at the back lip of the large tub. As she writhed to get away, I pushed the head of my cock against her pussy and began peeing. She shuddered and froze for a moment as she realized what I was doing and then moaned.

Feeling the stream splattering between us at such short range, cock to pussy, was thrilling in a way I couldn’t readily describe. Alexa groaned and reached under herself, using two fingers to pull her labia wide and expose her inner pink. I pushed my cockhead against the pink as I peed, even managing to force it slightly inside, despite being soft. Alexa shivered and sucked in her breath, almost whimpering.

I aimed the stream directly on her clit and she keened as I battered it. Just before I finished, I dragged my cock across her magnificent ass, baptizing it as well. By the time I’d finished, Alexa was leaning heavily against the back lip of the tub, panting. She slid slowly to the floor of the tub, lying on her stomach and just sighing. I laid down on top of her, nuzzling and kissing her neck.

“Mmmmm, add another perversion to our list of incestuous little activities…” she hummed, clearly pleased with what had transpired.

“First time I’ve ever done anything like that,” I mused, still lying on her. “How about you?”

“First time with a guy,” she sighed, gently squirming beneath me. “Had a girlfriend I’d go pussy-to-pussy with and do it. Was a real turn-on with her. And it is here, too. Everything we do together turns me on.”

I slowly turned her over and we kissed and made out while lying on the shower floor, the water cascading down on us. Finally, we stood and resumed showering, lathering and cleaning one another off, Alexa giggling as she squirmed her body to mine, like she was my own human loofah.

“Do you know what a nuru massage is, Alex?” she asked, looking up into my eyes.

I nodded and smiled evilly. “I have about ten movies on my hard drive and about twenty websites bookmarked.

“‘Then you’re in luck,” she purred, holding me close and massaging me with her breasts. “Because I love giving those massages and have for quite a few years. I know where to order the gel online if we can’t find any locally and all we need are towels, a big wooden bowl and an inflatable mattress.”

“Sounds like Heaven,” I sighed, picturing Alexa slithering her slippery body all over me to make us cum. “I know some shops we can look around in.

We finished showering somehow and got out, drying one another off. I sat and waited on Alexa’s bed and watched her while she chose an outfit for the day. She put various top in front of herself, displaying them and asking my opinion. I decided on a v-neck shirt, as long as she promised to wear a push-up bra along with it. We then found her another set up curvy jeans and some panties to match.

“Keep in mind you have to desecrate these for me later,” she purred as she slipped on the panties. I want to feel your cum against me all day.”

We went down to the basement and she chose my outfit for me, something she seemed to take pleasure in doing, not to mention I enjoyed watchng her do. She dressed me, as she had before, and we went upstairs, hand-in-hand. We got into my car and she was alreadt taking video and pictures on her phone, iterating what we had in mind for the day. I enjoyed listening to the matter-of-fact sort of way she used to describe our lovemaking plans.

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