All characters described in this story are eighteen or older.
The air conditioning was off....again. The little apartment was sweltering in the afternoon sun. Of course the landlord had promised a quick fix, but that was two days ago. Ivy was sweating like a race horse. Rivulets of perspiration drained from her. Her older brother, Irving, was sweating profusely too. The windows were open and all the fans they had were turned up to 'high', but nothing seemed to help. The boy and his eighteen year old sister were already stripped to their underwear.
"I'm gonna take a shower," Irving announced.
It was the one place he thought he could cool off. He turned on the cold water, dropped his shorts and got in under the cooling spray.
"Move over!" Ivy told him. She was naked too.
"What the hell are you doing Ivy? We can't be together like this. I mean nude and everything."
"Why not?" she asked as she got under the water with him. "You're not gonna rape me, are you?"
"Of course not. But this isn't right. It gives me strange feelings."
"Yeah, I can see that," she giggled, pointing to his hardon.
"You've got nice tits," he told her.
"Shut up! We're here to get cool, not spy on each other's assets."
It wasn't working. Both of them felt hotter and hotter. Finally Irving got out of the shower. He couldn't take it any more. He knew if he stayed, he would rape Ivy. He didn't want to do it. Ivy breathed a sigh of relief when Irving left. She was just about ten seconds from grabbing his cock and fucking him standing up. Irving returned with a couple of his t-shirts.
"Soak these and put one on," he told her.
He watched closely as she slid the shirt onto her beautiful body. It came down to her thighs. He put his on and went in the living room to sit in front of the fan. Ivy soon joined him.
"Hey, this really works," she remarked.
"Yeah. The good thing is, when it dries out all you have to do is go stand in the shower."
"I'm glad you were a gentleman when we were nude together," said Ivy.
"Well, it wasn't easy," answered Irving, "You have a beautiful body and I came pretty close to squeezing it."
"I was getting close too. It's lucky one of us had the will power to stop."
Eight days later the maintenance men fixed the air conditioner and once again the apartment was livable.
"I kind of miss watching you in that wet shirt," said Irving.
"It was nice being nude for a while. You know we don't have to stop," Ivy observed.
"Yeah but we won't have an excuse now," Irving answered.
"Who needs an excuse? Mom and dad aren't with us anymore. We can do what we want."
Ivy had given a lot of thought to the way Irving's cock had looked when it was hard and angry. The longer she thought about it the more she thought about just grabbing it and taking the consequences.
Irving dreamed about Ivy's body. The way her little tits had stood up in the shower and how her sparse pubic hair had flattened out revealing the treasure hidden beneath.
"I know this will sound cliché, but I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours," Irving ventured.
Ivy now knew it would be no problem to get Irving's cock. She just didn't want to look like a slut when she approached him. She looked at Irving. He already had his clothes off. She slowly, seductively stripped for him. By the time she was naked Irving's cock was fully erect. She walked over and sat right beside him on the sofa.
Ivy winked at him, "What's up?" she giggled.
"You know what's up. The question is, what are you going to do about it?"
Ivy leaned into Irving and they shared their first lover's kiss. She was breathing heavily, wondering what came next. Ivy, you see, was a virgin.
"What now?" she asked as they broke the kiss.
"I was sort of hoping you would know. I've only ever had one blow job in the back seat of Billy's car. That's it for me."
"Well, I've never even been that far. But I've been you for a long time," Ivy groaned.
"I read in Playboy that most girls like to have their pussys licked. We could try that first."
"Okay, let's go to my room."
They stretched out on Ivy's bed and shared another kiss. Irving abandoned her lips and sucked hard on her neck, leaving her a hickey. It had hurt a little when he applied it, but it also felt really good and sexy. She was starting to writhe a little. His lips hit her breasts. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and bit down just a little. Oh! Ivy really loved it! He sucked and nipped his way down her belly until he came to her virginal mound. A light dusting of red hair covered it. An intoxicating aroma was rising from her slit. He licked her slit and Ivy bounced her hips into the air.
"More, more, more," she chanted.
Irving stuck his tongue into her and found she was juicy and sweet. His tongue bumped the little bud at the top and he felt Ivy twitch hard so he sucked it into his lips and licked it.
