After a long and sexually charged evening, Lilly showers with the Vatspalt sisters and is shocked when their brother joins them. Lilly learns just how intimate the Vatspalt siblings are with each other. Lilly helps Louise shave Erik's special place and is mesmorized as she plays with his cock and balls. Lilly shaves Cassy's snippa. Finally at-ease, Lilly goes to church in a dress with nothing on beneath it.
The Swedish words for pussy (fitta and snippa) and cock (kuk) are used in this story. They are not misspellings.
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Sunday morning found the girls lounging in Cassy's room when Louise popped her head in the door. "Cass, I have to get going, I need your help getting ready."
They laid around for a few more minutes. "C'mon," Cassy said. "We might as well get ready, too."
Lilly followed Cassy to the bathroom shared by the Vatspalt children and when they entered they found Louise nude and sitting on the toilet, a splash echoing from the bowl. The shower was already hot, warm clouds of steam floated across the large space.
The Vatspalt home, paid for by the art museum as part of Mr. Vatspalt's executive compensation, lacked for nothing and the bathroom was highlighted by a massive shower enclosure. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls on two sides allowed natural light to flood through the shower space and into the entire bathroom, while affording bathers a view overlooking the backyard pool and pool house. There were no privacy coverings on the exterior windows and the glass on the inside also meant that anyone using the sinks or toilet could be seen by those in the shower. It was like a giant cube-shaped fish bowl. A built-in marble bench extending from one wall created a peninsula and divided the enclosure into two generous bathing spaces. There were two rain heads on each side of the bench, jets mounted to the two non-glass walls, four hand wands and a steam spout.
Lilly looked at Louise and thought back to last night, recalling Mr. Vatspalt's words: "We are often nude in front of each other in our home, Lilly. I hope that doesn't bother you." She had shared her nakedness with Mr. and Mrs. Vatspalt last night; showering with Louise was of no concern.
Louise finished peeing, wiped and flushed. "Sorry to get you out of bed so early but I'm meeting a boy for breakfast."
"Breakfast in bed?" Cassy asked; a naughty smile plastered on her face.
Louise nodded, flashing an equally mischievous grin. "His parents went away for the weekend."
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In the shower, the sisters took one half of the space so Cassy could attend to Louise. As the older girl bathed, Lilly was impressed with the care and deference Cassy took toward tending to Louise. She started by shaving her sister's armpits. She took her time applying the shave gel in small circular motions before sliding the razor over the blond stubble. Running her fingers over the same area, if she felt something, she attended to it, then started again. Louise raised her arms and stood patiently while her sister worked. Next, Cassy went to her knees and applied shave gel to Louise's special place. Using the same circular motion, Cassy applied the gel and Louise stood still while Cassy swirled the razor over her mons. The older girl then placed a foot on the bench so Cassy could work the razor around her petals and deeper into the recess of her bottom. Cassy then spent time slowly shaving her big sister's legs.
Lilly used the other side of the enclosure and when Cassy was done, she asked for the shaving gel. Finishing her armpits, Lilly was working the blade around her special place with one leg up on the bench, when movement in the bathroom caught her eye. Erik stepped into the shower. He wished them a good morning and stepped beneath the vacant rain head on Lilly's side.
"Erik!" Lilly said and flattened a hand over her breasts and another over her special place. "Can't you see we were already in here!" She turned toward the wall.
"Lilly, it's no big deal," Louise said. "You know we bathe together."
Still turned away from him, Lilly said, "I know, but I didn't think he'd come in while I was here. I'm not his sister!"
Erik looked at Lilly blankly and said, "I didn't think you'd mind, you're practically one of the family. Besides, mom and dad want to get to the early church service so I figured I'd jump in."
"Lilly, don't be upset," said Cassy. "It's not like he's going to fuck you, are you Erik?"
Erik laughed. "Americans are so sensitive about nudity. It doesn't make any sense. Boys are boys and girls are girls. What's the big deal?"
The Vatspalt sisters concurred with their brother and all three continued to shower. Lilly harrumphed; she didn't know what else to do. She was covered in soap and shaving gel, was not finished showering and would have to pass by Erik to exit the enclosure.
She looked at the others. Their comfort level with the situation reminded Lilly of Mr. Vatspalt's comments on nudity. And Erik didn't seem to care if Lilly was next to him. He wasn't shooting sideways glances at her tits or pussy, and he wasn't sporting a jaw-dropping erection, which on a deeper level aggravated her. He paid her no attention when he stroked the washcloth over his cock and then ruffled his testicles; he was simply washing his body.
Given the clothes he wore around the house, Lilly had already noted Erik's manhood, even when limp. But now he stood before her completely naked; it swayed and flopped against his dangling balls and thighs as he moved and she stole glances at it as he showered. It was not unattractive to look at.
He was thin and built similarly to Mr. Vatspalt. His chest was not overly broad but his waist was narrow. His ribs showed and his abdominal muscles were defined, as were those on his legs, arms and shoulders. But he didn't look like a gym rat. He played soccer and was sinewy. He had a bright blond crown of pubic hair over his penis and his testicles had a light dusting as well. He reached for a wand, flicked the lever and ran it over his body, the spray illuminated by the morning sun streaming through the window surrounded him with a glow and for a moment she thought of Robby.
It was dawning on Lilly that she was the only person taking exception with what was happening. And then she wondered why. Last night, she'd voluntarily disrobed and had been eager for Mr. and Mrs. Vatspalts' inspection of her body. To her very pleasant surprise, Mrs. Vatspalt had touched her most revered place. Lilly hadn't protested when the woman suggested she push her finger into her sex. Lilly had enjoyed it all. She was being immature and she realized she would look ridiculous if she left. She finally dropped her hands and leaned back into the falling water to wash her hair. As she bathed, her nerves calmed, but she still took several lingering glances at Erik. The male physique, she was learning, was enjoyable to observe.
"Who has time to help me?" he asked.
Lilly turned to Cassy, who said, "I'm already running late after taking care of Louise. Lilly? Can you?" She turned away, looked between her legs and used the shower wand as a douche.
Lilly was shaking her head when Louise said, "Be quiet, Cassy, she doesn't know how and you know that. I'll do it."
"Thanks," he said.
