-You'll have to excuse me for my English; it's not my first language. I don't think it'll cause you big problems to read, but you'll probably find some mistakes.-
Marianne has been lying in her bed since she woke up, about half an hour ago. While listening to the rain falling outside, she used that free time to caress herself. With both her hands between her thighs, and nearly one of them completely inside her pussy, she knows that the longer she'll delay her climax, the stronger it'll be. As she watches the minutes ticking off on her clock, she decides to hold it for another ten minutes. Just then she hears her brother getting out of his room, across the corridor, and entering the bathroom. Still pumping slowly, she listens to his every moves. When he gets into the shower, she closes her eyes and imaging him doing the same thing she is; masturbating. She sees him rubbing his long cock to a full erection while his other, holding the soap, plays with his balls. When his rhythm finally reaches the usual pace, he lathers himself up with the other hand, covering his entire body with soap. After only a few minutes, his body shivers and she can clearly visualize his cum spurting towards the glass door. At the same moment, she hears him turning the water off and getting out of the shower. Her imagination still sees him while he dries himself up, and Marianne must control herself not to cum on the spot. She does love her brother's body. He spent the last two years working out in the gym, and it shows. She sometimes wonder what can strength like his offer in terms of sexual positions...
After the bathroom door opens once more, she hears a few knocks on her door. "Yes?" "Can I borrow one of your CD's?" "Of course. Give me just a second." After pulling her "very" thin bed-sheet over her, she uses her hands to make it cling to her even more. She sensually presses it against her delicious breasts and squeezes it between her thighs. When she closes her legs together, she smiles at her work. Every sexual details of her body is clearly revealed; her breasts only seem to be covered by body paint, her nipples stand out proudly and even the curve of her hairy bush is perfectly defined. "OK, you can come in..." When he does, only wearing a wrapped around towel, he quickly glances at her before looking at her more intensely. He doesn't know why, but lately his sister's sexual drive is incredibly high. That's exactly why he's not shy at all about staring at her every curves. After taking the CD he wanted, he shivers when he hears his sister's first words. "Could you do me a favor?" "...of, ...of course!" Then, with a sly smile, she asks him to put on her Enigma 2 CD for her. "Not too loud, him still feeling sleepy. " He turns around, walks back to her stereo and puts he disc on, a little disappointed. After turning back, he heads for the door. But all this walking around made his towel looser and it reveals a bit more, lets say, than he would want to show to his mother. His pubic hairs are clearly showing and Marianne stares at them openly while he walks out.
When he closes the door, Marianne drops her fingers to her pussy instantly. She don't want to loose the erotic charge she had before he came in. As she brushes her clit, a small moan passes through her lips, loud enough so that her brother may have heard it; who knows! A few minutes later, her blanket is once more out of sight, pushed down by her feet. With a smile she realizes that not only did she keep the charge she had, it even got stronger. In quick flashes, she thinks about taking future pauses like this, and sees herself in her brothers room talking to him while her pussy burns like an orgy in hell! Drowning in this renewed passion, she moves and turns around on her bed. Her left hand is reaching her pussy from across her bush, the right one around her ass. She puts growing pressure on her right fore-arm, it slowly makes is way between her fleshy buttocks, gently brushing her delicate pink skin. Slowly she sits up, letting her hand under her, increasing the pressure and pleasure she derives from the sensation. When she starts jumping a bit, driving bolts of electricity throughout her body, her brother knocks on the door again.
This time she finds him a little more disturbing than anything sexier. Bending forwards after pulling both her hands out of their wet and warm sheaths, she grabs the blanket moves back on her bed. Still sitting crossed- legged, she only covers her legs and bush, letting her breasts in plain and obvious view. Pressing her hand on the curve of her bush, she molds the bed-sheet against her body once more. She pushes a few folds under her pussy and is quite happy with the results. She then shivers at the feeling of her nudity and the fact that her brother will see her for the first time. He's only eighteen, and at twenty-two, you know perfectly well that a young boy's cock is really easy to jump start! If he wants to disturb her, he'll have to stay his grounds and face his sister with a bulging erection. "Yes, what do you want?" After entering, while a new Enigma song begins, he doesn't even look at her and goes for the CD rack, wearing only the same towel. After pulling out a new one, he turns around and this time, he sees his sister. After a jaw dropping stare at her breasts, he looks down at her crotch and sees the wet spot on the blanket. He can't help but feel his cock growing to life pretty fast. Taking his eyes off her body, he walks to the door. They both know that his cock is clearly showing under the towel but he's quite relieved when he reaches the door. During her brother's quick walk, Marianne grabs her blanket to hold it on her belly and gets up on her knees. She moves to the edge of the bed, which is pretty close to the door, uncovering her buttocks for him to see: there's a mirror behind her!
After he nervously closed the door, he tells her something she doesn't understand. She opens the door and asks him what it was. He's still in the corridor, only one step away from her door. "Just to tell you that I got the two tickets you wanted, yesterday night after the show." She's really surprised to hear that and lets the blanket fall on the bed, revealing her full nudity to him for the first time. He's a bit startled by her reaction but this time he doesn't try to run away; he had the time to turn his cock upward so it doesn't show very much. She stands up on the bed, exhilarated by he good news; she really didn't think that there would still be tickets yesterday. After jumping down, she takes his hand and pull him to her. She wraps her arms around him, pressing her full breasts against his quivering chest. He simply is in paradise. He's no virgin, but his first and only girlfriend had no real use for a bra. But his sister does. He once sneaked in her room and checked their size; 34C. He had told to himself that if her sister's breasts were indeed 34C, it was this size that should be considered perfection, not 36. Anyway, right now he doesn't think about that, only about the two warm globes of sexy flesh rubbing against his nude chest. After throwing the disc on her bed, he wraps his own arms around her and pulls her closer, mashing her breasts on him. When the first few seconds have passed, he understands that, she doesn't really care about the tickets anymore. When her hands caress his back up and down, and her breath lets burning air go to his ear, he knows he's in something good, very good. "She must have been pretty hot when I entered" he guesses.
