This is a letter that someone sent me. She said I could post it. We were chatting on Lit and I suggested that she fuck her brother. A few hours later, I got this in my in-box! - fflow
Dear Sam (and Jeanny),
First, let me say that I can't believe I'm writing this. I can't believe how things can happen so fast, and change so dramatically. When we were chatting, I told you I needed to take a shower. Well, I had to do a few last minute things, which delayed me a bit. I didn't get into the shower until just a few minutes before my bro got home. Now, I was in a hurry, so I kind of threw my clothes onto the floor and jumped into the shower. It must have been moments later that he got home. I heard him moving around in the house. I must have been distracted, or excited, or something because I got some soap in my eye, rubbed it, and my contact popped out. I must have let out a yelp because, next thing I knew, there he was at the shower door asking if I was ok. I quickly turned off the water and asked him to help me find my contact. (honestly, I couldn't see a thing!) I tried to be modest, naked as I was and soapy, by covering my breasts with one arm. He opened the door and started looking around as I stood there shivering. After a few moments poking around on the tile floor, he stood up and began to check me out. To our mutual surprise, he found my contact. It had stuck itself to the top of my right breast. He plucked it from me, and stepped out to get a contact case. I followed him, standing there all wet, and plucked the other contact from my eye, giving it to him as well.
Now, I was standing naked in front of him, all pretense of modesty abandoned, and my heart was beating so fast, and so hard, that I almost felt like I was going to faint. My pussy had been soaked all morning from thinking about fucking him and here he was, with me naked. I knew he wouldn't do anything unless I started it so, very slowly, I reached out and grabbed his wrist. I looked up at him (he's a lot taller than me, about 6'4" in bare feet) and the following words came out of my mouth. "Willie, I can't see a thing! Will you help me finish my shower?" Thinking about it now, it is so lame, but it worked. I never knew a boy could strip so fast! In seconds, he was just as naked as me and, even with soapy eyes, I could see that his slender cock was already hard and long.
I pulled him back into the shower, turned on the water, and faced away from him. I put both hands on the tiled wall in front of me. After a moment of tense waiting, he moved up behind me and began soaping my back. His big hands felt so good on my body. I'd been aching for the touch of a guy ever since I'd dumped my boyfriend⦠Was it 6 months? His hands were slippery with the soap and they roamed freely over my body. Down, over my hips, onto my ass, which I shamelessly pushed back toward him. His fingers probed my ass crack and I thought I'd die from the pleasure. Feeling bolder, I guess, he moved forward. My small breasts seemed even smaller in his big hands, and my nipples were so sensitive as he brushed over them. I could feel his cock pressing against the small of my back, and I began to bend forward, presenting him with an easy target. I reached between my legs, grasping for his cock. It felt so big in my hand, and I guided the head to my wet pussy lips. I didn't want him to enter me right away. I held it by the shaft and rubbed the head up and down between my lips, teasing my clit, my pussy gushing at the contact. I didn't know what he was thinking, but I could hear his breathing coming in short gasps. He was obviously enjoying himself as much as I was.