Terry woke up slowly to the dim light in the living room. The lights had been on when she went to sleep so her brother had been down to turn them down. Her right hand was covering her left breast and they both felt sticky and slightly crusty. She frowned and then remembered her brother cumming on her chest.
She giggled and sat up. "Back in the shower for me," she whispered as she threw back the cover.
*****
Her brother's door was shut as she passed it on the way to the bathroom. She paused and opened it enough to look inside. He was sprawled out on his bed face down. Part of the sheet covered just his ass. With a smile, Terry left the door ajar and went on to the bathroom.
*****
The hot water stung deliciously against her breasts as she rinsed them off. A jet would hit her nipples ever so often and she would give a little jerk. As her hands moved down to her stomach, she moved her upper body until a jet was directly on both nipples. That brought a soft whimpering moan to her lips.
Her left hand moved up to caress her right breast as her right rubbed slowly at the slipperiness of her sex. Both felt good. Her middle finger sliding up and down in her slit made her moan softly. When it brushed her clit, her hips gave a jerk. The forefinger and thumb of her left hand were pinching and rolling her nipple back and forth.
An orgasm surged to the forefront of her mind as her finger explored the opening to her vagina. It entered to the first knuckle and stirred the entrance walls. Pushing it a little deeper, Terry groaned. The orgasm was building quickly, quicker than normal. Her hips were flexing back and forth slowly as she rolled her nipple around. The nipple burned and the finger felt so good in her sex.
Her body froze; her hands froze as her mind tried to sort out what was wrong with this picture. Her finger was all the way inside her sex. Where was her hymen? It had been there the last time she showered. Slowly she pulled her finger out, her sex grabbing at it as she did. She groaned softly and shoved it back in. Her inner muscles grabbed it tightly and held on.
A loud groan escaped her lips as she tried to pull the finger out again. Her pussy had a death grip on it. Her hips were quivering as she pulled the finger out. Then they were shaking as she pushed it back in. Somewhere in the next couple of minutes, her fingers started to roll her nipple around again.
Then the heel of her hand rubbed across her clit. Turn out the light, that's all she wrote, her orgasm exploded over her. Her hips were jerking and flexing as she fucked herself wildly with her finger. This orgasm was long and drawn out, rolling along on wave after wave of pleasure. It was like nothing before.
*****
Terry groaned as she pulled her finger out of her sex. She was sitting on the floor of the shower, the water raining down on her. Her mind was still foggy from the orgasm. Somewhere in the back of her mind a memory floated around of Calvin's tongue deep in her pussy. She thought at the time it was just wishful thinking but now....
She groaned and slowly got to her feet. As she turned off the water, she made a whimpering sound and whispered, "I lost my cherry to my brother's tongue." Then she giggled. "That's not the way I expected to lose it."
"Lose what?" Calvin asked from just outside the shower door.
Terry jumped at the sound of his voice and then giggled at the question. A few seconds later, she wondered if she should tell him the truth or not. "Uh... you remember that cherry we were talking about earlier...."
"Uh.... Ok... uh.... Yeah," he said slowly.
"Your tongue seems to have gotten it," she blurted out.
"The hell you say!"
Terry giggled again. "You ate it."
"Oh shit! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I didn't know a tongue could do that," he said in a panicky rush.
Terry giggled. "I didn't even think about it other than the fact that your tongue felt super good inside me."
"I'm sorry," Calvin said again.
Terry smiled and sighed deeply. "Shit happens when you play hard or in my case, come hard."
Calvin opened the shower door and stepped inside to hug his sister tightly. He was at a loss for words. He kissed her wet hair and sighed deeply. "I do stupid things at times. This is probably the stupidest."
Terry pushed him back away from her so she could look at his face. "It's not your fault. You were doing what I wanted. I'm the one who rammed my pussy against your tongue. So I more or less gave you my cherry." She paused to take a deep breath. "Anyway, I wouldn't trade that orgasm or the one I just had with my finger inside for all the cherries in the world."
Calvin looked at her hard and nodded slowly. A moment later, a sheepish smile came to his lips that slowly turned into a leering grin.
Before he could say anything, Terry laughed and shook her head. "No way is that big dick of yours going in my tight little pussy. Tongue, yes, a finger, maybe but no, no, no on the dick."
The grin disappeared and then he asked softly. "Uh... is the thing with your ass still on?"
Terry laughed and came up on her toes to kiss her brother softly on the lips. As she came down off her toes, she said in a commanding voice, "Oh hell yes. Now get a shower and get your ass in my room."
*****
Calvin opened the door to Terry's room and froze. His little sister was face down on the bed with two pillows stuffed under her hips. Her ass was sticking up in the air, her knees spread wide enough to show all her charms. The hair brush was sticking out of her anus, the bottle of baby oil and the cigar tube were laying between her wide spread feet.
"Holy shit!" Calvin whispered softly.
Terry giggled. "I've always wondered what this would be like for real. I've fantasized it but never done it."
Calvin walked over to the foot of the bed and stared at the hairbrush head between his sister's ass cheeks. "You started without me."
