The television was on and Erica Deliu was bored stiff. The summer vacation was already three weeks in, and she was just plain bored. She already had a job at the PIZZA PALACE lined up, and had started going in about a week before classes ended.
She could hear as Regis and Kelly started to talk about who was going to arrive at their show, and what was going to go on in the next half an hour. “Dull. Very, very dull.”
The AC hummed ever so slightly, but it still wasn’t enough for her. Her body screamed that it was dealing with unending torture of the heat and demanded that she do something about it. She had on only what she slept in… a T-shirt and a pair of pink panties. Both her parents and her younger brother were at work and school respectively.
Her brother Donald wouldn’t get out for another two weeks or so. She checked the clock that was stationed above the kitchenette, 10:45. Since Donald wouldn’t be home for another few hours – 2:30, She didn’t start work ‘till 4:00, and neither parent would be home till 5:00. She figured that she would have the perfect opportunity.
She sauntered back to her room, and lay on the bed. Her hands starting to roam towards her vaginal area almost robotically, she slid a finger underneath the hem of her panties, feeling her abdomen she slowly went down. She could feel the coarseness of her brown pubic hair as she slowly weaved a finger around and around, tangling it in a not unpleasant fashion.
More, she wanted more! She just had to have it! She hefted up her hips and slid her panties down, past her knees, and toes, letting them slide off her, hearing the plop that they made as they dropped onto the floor. She let her fingers roam downwards to her center.
She was wet, already aroused, she could feel her index finger slide into her core effortlessly. “Wet, so wet.” She murmured to no one in particular, her breasts heaving against the tautness of the fabric of her shirt. She circled her clit, slowly, enjoying the minute shocks that the organ was sending to her, she felt her buttocks lift up off the sheets, and she plunged her fingers in deeper.
More, she wanted more! She stuck one finger into her and then two, but she was tight, that she didn’t want to risk a third or damaging herself.
Her body was on fire, jolting and shocking as her clit wagged under the ministrations of her finger. Finally she could hold out not longer, and came.
But what a cum it was, her juices flowed out of her like a faucet. Erica slowly came down from her cloud, feeling as her body began to relax, and the sensations of the world came back to her. She settled her head back into the pillow, and rested for a moment; but then she heard something, Clapping?
Clapping!
She sat straight up, and she searched wildly for the location of the noise.
Donald was standing in her doorway, a wolfish grin on his face, his book bag by his feet. “Marvelous. Simply marvelous.”
“How long have you been standing there?” Erica demanded.
“Long enough.” Donald said with a smile, “I have a favor to ask of you…”
Erica looked over at Donald. She wasn’t sure exactly how much he’d seen, nor what he was now going to ask of her; but she figured that she might as well get it over with and do whatever it was that the little jerk wanted. “What’s up, bro, what do you need?”
Donald smiled appreciatively at her. “I have to tell you that was some display, mmm.”
She couldn’t help but look at him; his chest was easily, well mammoth. He used to be on the swim team back when he was in High School, and the exercise seemed to have done wonders for him. “You didn’t answer my question. What is it that you want?”
Donald started to walk further into her room, and began to walk around, touching her stuffed teddy bear, as well as the sheets that were on her bed, the sheets that she’d so recently enjoyed herself on. He stopped, and turned towards her. “I wanted to ask if I could borrow your Spider-man soundtrack.”
Erica relaxed a little bit. Donald had always been a brat as a child, always kind of whiny to get his way, and for a moment, she thought that he might have taken it into his head to do something rather stupid. However, seeing that he just wanted to borrow a CD, there was nothing wrong with that. “Sure it’s on my shelf, let me go ahead and get it for you.”
She walked over to her bed, and kneeled on it for a second, the shelf that she was talking about was directly overhead and stood about three feet higher than the bed itself. She wondered why she didn’t just have her dad lower the damned thing, but it seemed to work, and after ten years of use, hadn’t fallen down on her. She started to scan through the three hundred or so CDs that were arranged in line on the shelf. They at one-point-in time had been alphabetized, but she’d played so many of them, that she’d given up taking the time to go through and organize them. As long as they were in cases they were going to be fine.
She felt a slight caress on her butt, and she stiffened. “Um Donald, what are you doing?”
“Nothing.” She tilted her head, and sure enough he was seated over on the floor staring at her. “Just minding my own business. Are you doing all right?”
“Sure, why do you ask?”
“You just seem well tense, that all. Do you want me to go, let you get dressed?”
She turned back and located the CD that he wanted. “There you go, nah you’re fine. You’re more than welcome to listen to it here.” She started to turn around, with the intent of letting him have it, however her feet got tangled in her sheets. “Oh crap, I’m going to fall!” She shrieked as she started to topple over.
