I just knew today was going to be an exciting day from the start! I woke up this morning in a very horny state, and my mind started racing, thinking about all the interesting ways I could satisfy myself. Turns out, I had a lot of good ideas!
Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Kelly Patrick, I am an 18 year-old high school senior, and I'm on the cheerleading squad. I have shoulder-length blonde hair, and a great body. My breasts are 36-D, and my legs are to die for! I'm very muscular, but not like a bodybuilder. I just have great muscle tone, while still looking very feminine. And I do like to show off these legs.
Today was a school day, so I woke early to get ready. And waking up was not difficult on this fine morning, since I was already horny! I went to the bathroom to jump in the shower, figuring I'd use the shower massage to fill my need.
Given my state of arousal, I decided that before I showered, a quick shave was in order. A shave "down there." I do normally keep my pubic hair neatly trimmed, since I don't want any stray hairs poking out of my panties during a cheer. But I've never shaved the area entirely. But, I decided it might make the day more interesting. I got a brand-new razor from the vanity, and retrieved my brother's shaving cream from the medicine cabinet. I sat down on the edge of the tub, lathered up, and started to work. As I started with the thicker hair at the top first, and worked my way down, I became more and more excited. I knew I was going to have to relieve my pent-up arousal in the shower.
Before I was halfway done with the shaving, though, I heard my older brother beginning to wake up in the next room. He was home from his sophomore year in college. His term had ended, but I still had a couple of weeks to go before graduation. As I heard him stumbling around his room, half awake, I realized I hadn't locked the bathroom door. For a moment I panicked, because I knew I should lock the door before he barged in. But, I didn't want to make a shaving-cream mess on the bathroom rugs. Then I thought to myself, "Wait. This could be interesting... Mom & Dad are already at work..."
Sure enough, Ron threw the door open, and with his eyes half-closed, walked into the door-jamb and cursed quietly. Then he looked up, and he woke up fast when he saw me! I was buck naked, on the tub's edge, with my legs spread wide open, and razor in my hand. I said nothing, but the smile on my face produced a look of confusion on Ron's.
As he backed out of the room, he said, "Whoa, Kel, I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were in here!" I imagined him turning nine shades of red as he spoke from behind the closed door.
"Relax, Bro. I should have locked the door. My bad." Ron was silent for a moment. I knew he was wondering where the usual snappy sibling insult was. It was unusual for either of us to let an opportunity pass where we didn't cast an insult in one direction or another.
"Uh, are you all right, Kel?"
"Yes, I'm fine. You seem a little bothered, though!"
"Uhhh... ummm... What are you doing, anyway?" He took the bait! I had little doubt, though. He doesn't realize how loud he can be when he's pleasuring himself in his room. One time, I had even heard him use my name while jacking off. That had confirmed my suspicion that he thought I was attractive. I knew he wouldn't let this pass without some investigation.
"I'm shaving, silly!"
"Well, duh. I noticed. But... Ummm... d-do you usually shave there?"
"Well, of course I shave in the bathroom. Don't you?" I almost cracked up, knowing I was torturing him. I was determined to make him ask the obvious question.
Silence for a moment. Then he cast caution to the wind, and asked, "I mean, do you always shave your p-pussy?"
Time to reel him in. "No, actually this is the first time. And, to be honest, I don't know if I'm doing it right. I need an objective opinion on my work here." I hoped I would get anything but objectivity from him! "Would you help me?"
"Are you kidding?"
"Come in and find out."
Silence for another moment. Then the door opened again. He timidly walked in, and I could immediately see his hardening penis outlined by the material and pointing toward the right leg of his boxers. My God, that thing had to be at least eight inches! And, judging by the six-pack he sported, and his muscular chest, he'd been working out while away at school. My brother was hot! His eyes were riveted toward the shaving cream covered spot between my legs.
"You like?" I asked.