Brianna took a look down at her body soaking in the hot bubble bath. She lifted her long, shapely legs and starting at the ankles moved her hands upward, gliding up her smooth thighs until she reached the hot spot. Her right hand made its way to her throbbing clit and began to slowly circle it, while her left hand moved up past her hip, and ribs to make its way to her perky teenage breasts. She was getting close, real close to a damn good orgasm when she heard the voice of the man she desired outside the bathroom door.
Her brother Brian was standing outside the door with his best friend Evan. "Come on Evan, you can just use the bathroom downstairs. You know how long girls take in there."
"Alright, Brian. I'm hungry anyways. Let's go."
Since the moment was ruined, Brianna decided to finish up her bath. She stepped out and walked over to the mirror, looking at her reflection with a smile on her face. She was a very pretty girl, and she knew it. Her long light brown hair had red highlights in it, thanks to her father Bob. She had been growing it out for years, and it now touched the top of her ass.
Her eyes were also a light brown, but they had green flecks in them. Looking down, she could not help but to touch her size 34 C breasts. She was 5'7" and had the body of an athlete, but she did not play any sports. Her body came from the gift of good genes from her mother Barbara. Wrapping her body in a tiny pink towel, she skipped out of the bathroom, and into her bedroom.
Meanwhile, downstairs Brian was in the kitchen with Evan munching on some tortilla chips and salsa. His mind was not on the food however, or even whatever his best friend was talking about. His mind was picturing his little sister in the hot steamy bath. Ever since she turned 18 a few weeks ago, she was all he ever thought about. On the night of her birthday, while she was out celebrating with her girlfriends, he snuck into her bedroom and read her diary. That is how he found out that she was still a virgin. And, he could not believe who his little sister was saving herself for.
Then, the object of his lust came walking in. "Hey boys. What are you guys up to today?" Both young men were looking at her as she walked past them wearing nothing but a white sports bra, and a pair of pink jogging shorts.
"Little sister, don't you think you should cover up when I have company over?"
"Why? It is just Evan. He practically lives here. He is here all the time."
That was a true statement. The two males had been friends for years. Evan grew up right down the street from them.
"I'm going to let you two twins fight this out yourselves."
"Ha Ha Ha. You know we are not twins. I am almost two years older than this little girl." It was a common joke that people close to the siblings called them twins. They did look remarkably similar. Brian's hair was less light brown, and more red though like their fathers. And his eyes were more of a blue like their mother's. He was also a bit taller, his height reaching 5'10".
"Little girl! I am now a grown woman. No longer jail bait," she said with a wink as she sauntered out of the kitchen wiggling her cute butt at them on the way.
"That she is, Brian my man. I'll catch you later." Because Evan turned and walked away, he did not see the scowl his best friend gave him behind his back.
"Yeah, she is a grown woman alright, and soon she will be my woman," Brian mumbled as he left the kitchen and headed up to his room.
Later that night...
Brian and Brianna were both sitting at the dinner table with their parents. This was not a typical night. Since their father was a pilot who was away from home more than he was at home, and their mother was an owner of a very popular restaurant downtown, the siblings were generally home alone.
"So kids. What's new in your lives?" Bob smiled at his two children, and Brianna started telling their father all about school, and her friends. Brian was not listening. He was looking at her his sister's tits bouncing around as she was talking animatedly with her hands.
"And you Brian...Brian? Are you there? Hello!" Bob followed Brian's gaze, then shook his head with a wry grin on his face. Letting it go, he went back to talking to Brianna, and his wife Barbara. The two women kept up the conversation through the rest of the meal, then they went into the kitchen to clean up afterwards.
The two men went into the living room for a man on man talk. "Brian, I saw what was going on during dinner."
"I don't know what you mean, Dad."
"Yeah, I think you do. That is your little sister. Just keep that in mind. There are plenty of young women for you to choose from. You are a smart, handsome young man. Your mother and I are very proud of you for paying your own way through school."
"Ah, Dad. I am just doing what you and Mom taught us. You guys are such hard workers, and I guess that has rubbed off on me."
"You are not doing everything we taught you. I am quite sure we did not teach you to look at your sister like that." Bob walked out after looking back one time at his son with that same wry grin.
I wonder what that look was all about,
Brian thought.
Even later that night...
Brianna was finally back to where she was earlier in the bath. But this time she was on her bed. Naked, legs spread wide, right hand on her little pink clit, left hand pinching the nipples of her ripe breasts.
"Oh, I'm so wet. It feels so good," she moaned as she moved her hand a little lower and inserted her middle finger inside her oh so tight, so wet pussy. One finger quickly led to two, and before she knew it a climax was upon her. One that was bigger than usual because of the anticipation of the day. It began with her breathing get getting louder and shallower. Then, her heart beat picked up its pace, right before the trembling began in her legs and worked its way up through her whole body.
The juices were flowing when she began moaning, then screaming out the name of the man she desired. Quickly, she turned over onto her stomach to put her face in her pillows muffling her screams while her orgasm came to an end. "Damn, that was good," was the last thing she said before sleep overtook her.
But she was not quick enough in her muffling. For Brian, fresh out of the shower was walking back to his room when he heard the cries coming from his sister's bedroom. It did not take him long to become erect listening to her moans of ecstasy. He could not help but to grab his dick and begin to stroke it right there in the hall. It was above average, but not outrageously large standing up at a proud 7", with a girth of about 4". When he heard the name his sister was crying out for, he was not surprised.
When he could no longer hear her cry out, he quickly finished walking to his bedroom to go finish the job. Going to his laptop, he logged into Facebook looking at pictures of his Brianna in her skimpy bikini taken on a family beach trip. To him, looking at his sister's luscious curves was better than any porn. It did not take him long to shoot his warm, sticky load all over the screen. After a few moments of recuperation Brian got a damp rag and cleaned his cum off his sister's pretty face. "Soon Brianna. Soon, you will be mine."
The Next Morning...
Brianna woke up and threw on her usual attire- a sports bra, and a pair of skimpy shorts. She began to skip happily down the stairs, stopping halfway down when she smelled breakfast cooking.
Do I smell bacon? Weird.
She continued into the kitchen, and spotted something very odd to her eyes. Brian was wearing an apron, and dancing around making French toast and bacon. "Morning sis. The food is almost done. There is coffee, and fresh squeezed orange juice. What would you like?"
"What is the occasion? I was expecting to come down to cold cereal like every other day."
"Why does there have to be a special occasion for me to make breakfast for my favorite sister?"
"I am your only sister, you big dork. Where are Mom and Dad?"
"Mom had an emergency at the restaurant, and Dad had an early flight out, remember? And you don't have to call me a dork just because I got all the brains in this family. You got the good looks, right?"
Brianna just shook her head side to side and gave Brian a friendly swat on the arm. "Yeah, I guess I was a bit distracted yesterday. I'll have some OJ. You want some?" she asked him standing up from the stool.
"You just sit your cute butt down. I am here to serve you, my lady."
Brianna's eyebrows shot up at that comment, but she did as he asked and sat back down. Brian grabbed the juice and poured them each a glass, before returning to the stove and serving the food on plates. As he set his sister's food in front of her, she realized which old apron of their mother's he was wearing. It was her old "Kiss the Cook" one that had been tucked away in the kitchen somewhere for years. Brianna began to chuckle at her big brother as he sat down across from her. He looked over at her, his eyebrow raised in question. She gestured to his apron, and they both smiled.
The meal went on in comfortable silence, each sibling lost in their own thoughts. Until the end of the meal when Brian reminded his sister that he had a shift at the lumber mill that morning. Since it was Saturday, he only had work. No classes. "You too should start thinking about getting a job, Sis. High school is almost over and then what?"
"Well, I am going to enjoy my summer before starting college."
"You can't live off of Mom and Dad forever, you know."
"Yeah, I do know that. But some of us are smart enough to know that they will actually pay for us to go to school."
"Yes, I know that too. However, I chose to take care of that myself. Later Little Sister. Enjoy your day."
"Oh, I will. "
"Just one more thing."
"Yes, Brian?" He pointed to the apron. She smirked at him and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. He rotated and caught her on the lips. The kiss was not out of the realm of what siblings should do, but he did keep his lips on hers for a good four seconds. After pulling away he smiled and wagged his eyebrows at his sister, before turning around and walking out of the kitchen. In the entryway he turned back one time and blew her a kiss.
Brianna was stunned. She stood there motionless until she heard the front door shut. The noise seemed to wake her out her daze. Shaking her head, she stood up and began cleaning up the breakfast mess. She gathered the dishes and ran hot soapy water in the sink. Lost in thought, she did not realize the water splashed up onto her sports bra making it transparent while she was washing the dishes.
"Little Sister, I forgot my safety goggles," she heard Brian call out. Brianna turned around to the sound of her big brother's voice. Following his gaze, that is when she realized she was practically flashing her older sibling.
"Brian, you big perv! Quit staring at my tits!"
"I can't help it, Little Sis. They are just so perfect."
"You are so gross!" With that, she stomped out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
Brian reached into his pants to readjust his hard-on before he left once again.
Upstairs, Brianna was still fuming. Pacing around her room, she caught a glimpse of herself in her bedroom mirror. "Yeah, I am hot, but my own brother?" She flopped down on her bed and began thinking. She thought about the kiss that morning. She thought about catching her brother staring at her breasts, and how it made her feel.
After an hour of thinking she was still not sure about her feelings. She just knew that she was sorry she blew up at Brian like that. Feeling better thinking that she would apologize the next time she saw him, she called up her best friend to finalize their plans for the day.
