"That little prick," Suzie thought and then giggled at the truism of the statement. Tonight was the night she was supposed to fuck her boyfriend Thomas. Only Thomas got a little too excited and left her hanging. She barely got his pants down and reached in his waistband to grab his cock when he released. He mumbled a quick embarrassed apology but she was too pissed to hear it. Slamming the car door, she yelled how he was less than a man and stormed home.
Now she was sitting on her bed horny beyond belief. The five mile walk home did nothing to satiate her desires. In fact, the feeling of her nylons brushing together with each step made her pussy moist.
She laid back on her bed allowing her hands to slide into her sweater and caress her firm tummy. Her left hand moved up and started to rub her breast through the lace of her bra while her right hand found it's way to her skirt. Massaging the soft wool above her panties she released a soft moan. Reaching behind herself she arched her back, undid the button of her skirt and unzipped it. She allowed her hand to massage her ass before moving to her panties covered pussy. Her panties were wet to the touch. She began to finger fuck herself through her panties.
"Mmmm. God I need a cock. I need to cum. Shit!" She thought of her brother Stephen. Stephen was 21, just two years Suzie's junior. He was in good shape with baby blue eyes and a chiseled butt. She thought about grabbing that butt as her brother rammed his cock deep in her pussy. She often thought what it would be like to fuck her brother. To take his cock into her warm, wet mouth and twirl her tongue around his cock head. To have him cover her tits with his love juice so she could lick them clean. Even to feel his manhood in her ass. She was grinding her mound against her hand, bucking strongly, just thinking about his cock.
"Ahhh ..." she moaned. Her thighs quivered as her orgasm passed.
A few minutes later she sat up. "Well that helped a little," she said aloud. "Let me go take a shower and try to relax." She got up and stripped out of the outfit she wore for Thomas, a tight sweater that showed her 35C tits nicely and the small wool skirt that accentuated her legs. Naked, she looked at herself in the full length mirror. She smiled at her athletic, runner's body. Firm breasts, taut stomach and tight ass. "Oh well," she shrugged. "Thom's loss."
The shower was warm. She picked up the bar of Dial and twirled it in her hands enjoying the sudsy feel. She started to lather and soap her breasts, thoughts of Stephen still in her mind. She kneaded her breasts and the luxuriating silky feel of the water and soap started getting her aroused. She pinched and twisted her nipples, feeling a slight jolt of excitement between her legs. "Stephen, you don't know what you missing." She reached a soapy hand down her stomach and started rubbing her clit. She was moaning in pleasure. One hand rubbing her clit while the other used the soap as a little dick. She was pumping the soap in and out, in and out. She could feel the tension start to build again and pumped harder and faster with the soap.
Her revelry was broken by a voice. "Hiya Sis. Whatchya doing?" Stephen was standing at the edge of the shower wearing a pair of faded gray sweats and a tee shirt.
"Shit, you scared me. How long have you been watching me?"
"Long enough to see you are really hard up. What happened with Thomas? Wasn't tonight the big night?"
"I don't want to talk about it," she said. "Right now, I need a cock so bad." She looked over at his sweats and saw his tent. "Looks like you were enjoying what you were seeing. Wanna help your sister out of a jam?"
"Eww, no. That's gross. Besides, I just got back from Chevy's with the guys. I smell like an ashtray."
"So come on in lil brother, and I'll wash your back." She winked playfully.
Maybe it was the four beers Stephen had. Maybe it was the fact that he had been sneaking peeks at his sister since he was sixteen and wishing to taste her sweet pussy. Maybe it was because he knew this night might never come again. He pulled his shirt over his head, dropped his sweats and stepped into the shower.
