Randi Druitt wiped the sweat off Jim's forehead. "I've got another idea for after we save water by showering together. You've heard of Nude Day, right? Well, we've got the house to ourselves. Why don't we declare this nude weekend?"
When you've just seduced your kid brother, taking a shower with him seems only natural. And when he's a horny 18-year old with a lean, hard athlete's body, keeping him undressed and available is only common sense. As she expected, Jim agreed.
With a lot of poking, prodding, and teasing, they managed to disentangle and get off his bed. Before he could pull her out of the room, she noticed the sheets. "Whoa. Halt. Stop. Sorry, but those sheets have to go."
Jim protested but she remained adamant as only a somewhat fastidious big sister can be and began stripping the bed. Perhaps it was seeing her doing this basic household task in the nude that silenced Jim. While no doubt tempted to stay and admire the view as she bent and reached, he headed for the linen closet. Working together, clean sheets and pillowcases were soon in place. A minute later, they were in the shower.
There was only one full bathroom in the house. The tub was a deep, wide, old-fashioned model with a modern, hand-held shower massager. Even if you were alone, showers and baths in it could be a lot of fun.
Jim won the brief struggle for control of the soap and began a very thorough job of lathering up Randi. When he got to some of her more remote spots, it was almost more that she could take. At one point he was standing behind her, reaching around and kneading her soapy breasts. When he pressed his hips against her, she felt his hard cock nestle in between the cheeks of her ass. There was no penetration, just intense closeness and pleasure. And while anal sex wasn't her thing, she decided that before the weekend was over, she might make an exception.
Later, he knelt and slid two soapy fingers inside her pussy. It sent an incredible climax ripping through her body. Thanks to his position, she had something to grab onto and didn't fall. But she wasn't sure how much longer she could remain standing.
After some serious tugging and pleading, she managed to get Jim to his feet. But he just leaned forward, pressed his wet slick body against hers, and began kissing her while still fingering her pussy. In a moment of brief clarity, she wondered if he was just a natural or had he somehow learned all this here in Jackson Junction? If he'd been taught, the teacher deserved an award.
Another orgasm caught Randi by surprise. She wrapped her arms around Jim's neck to keep from falling. As the tremors passed, she relaxed and began sliding down his hard slim body. Once on her knees, she demanded the soap. Unlike her brother, she concentrated on the parts that really mattered.
When she made him turn to face the wall, a spray of warm water splashed over her face. She'd already washed her hair and had kind of hoped it wouldn't get soaked again. But a shower cap was too tacky to consider and now the deed was down. What the hell. As Jim had said, the hair on her head wasn't what interested him, anyway.
On a whim, Randi slipped a finger between the tight cheeks of his small, hard butt. Jim almost climbed the wall. She laughed, and goosed him again. "I know your type. You can dish it out but can't take it."
Having discovered how sensitive he was, she rinsed the area and then began a second, much more methodical soaping. When the last of the soap was gone, she leaned forward and gently bit one cheek of his smooth, round ass. Once again his body jerked. Turning his head, he looked down at her. "What in hell are you doing?"
"Your butt's so cute I couldn't help myself. Besides, people might talk if I gave you a hickey they could see. So I'm going to give you one that should be out of sight, except maybe in the locker room."
"You are out of your mind."
She slipped her arms around his body and grasped his hard cock. "Maybe so, but this thing tells me you don't really mind. Now be a good boy while your big sister puts her personal brand on you."
Latching onto a particularly inviting spot, she began to work her magic. Randi prided herself on being able to give quick, vivid hickeys. Knowing it'd still be there next week when Jim was in school pleased her. In fact, she might try to give it a little boost Sunday night.
Best of all, Jim was starting to get turned on. If anything, his dick had gotten harder. The thought of what she was doing and who she was doing it with combined with the sensual feel of the warm water spraying over them to create an almost magical moment. She could keep this up forever. But the sounds coming from Jim and the feel of his cock convinced her this moment was about to end, one way or another.
Removing her teeth from Jim's ass, she leaned back to admire her work. The spot was already swollen and turning red. In a few hours, it'd be a dark masterpiece. But now the other side of Jim's body needed her attention.
As she turned him around, his long cock slapped against her face. "Damn uppity dick you got there, bro." By then, he was too far-gone to reply with anything more than a grin and a grunt. His need seemed almost painful. Well she'd take care of that.
Still, she couldn't resist taking a good look at his equipment. While circling the slick, flared cockhead with her fingertips, she recalled the feel of it hammering against the back of her pussy. Before long, it would be returning. The thought made Randi shiver with excitement.
As her fingers trailed down the long shaft, the cock jerked out of her grasp, as if urging her to hurry. She ran her fingertips through the dark wet pubs, then circled her fingers around the thick shaft and began squeezing her way back up. A drop of pre-cum liquid oozed out. She managed to get it with her tongue before the shower washed it away.
There'd been another moan from Jim when her tongue darted across his cockhead. Waiting any longer would be cruel. Besides, she wanted to savor the feel if her brother's cock inside her mouth.
Placing her lips around the spongy cockhead, she began nosily sucking it into her mouth. She paused to roll her tongue around it, then began sliding her lips down the long shaft while the big head approached the back of her mouth.
There was no way she could take it all, at least not in this position. And Jim's need for release was too great to ask him to move. But she made herself another promise, that before Monday morning, she'd have every last inch inside her mouth and throat. Right now however, the primary goal was to get Jim off.
She began bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue around the head on the upstrokes. It didn't take long. There was a groan and she felt Jim begin to shake. She pulled the cock out until just the head remained in her mouth. With one hand she pumped on the hot shaft while with the other she gently kneaded his heavy balls.
Jim had his hands on her head, both for support and in response to the instinctual desire to shove himself even deeper into her body. Randi let him do what he wanted. With her fist wrapped around his shaft, she controlled how much of his cock she took. And she didn't want anything in her mouth right then but that big, swollen cockhead.
There was a brief spurt of cum, and then a torrent erupted, flooding her with warm, salty semen. She swallowed that mouthful and could feel the smooth cream sliding down her throat. By then her mouth was full again and more kept gushing out.
The nice thing about giving a blowjob in the shower is not having to worry about the mess. Randi removed the cockhead and the next spurt sailed right between her lips. The excess had begun flowing down her chin when two spurts splashed on her face. But by then, even Jim's big sperm bank appeared to be running low. She directed the remaining cum over her breasts. Maybe enough of the stuff would make 'em grow, she thought.
After swallowing what was left in her mouth, she placed the tip of Jim's softening cock between her lips. With great tenderness, she sucked on the sensitive head while milking the shaft. Her efforts produced a few last drops of her brother's cum.
Jim sagged back against the shower wall. By now, most of the cum had washed off her body, but his taste was still in her mouth. Cum wasn't one of her favorite treats. She'd blown many guys, but only swallowed if she really liked them and their cum tasted okay. Jim had qualified on both counts.
She leaned forward, placing the side of her head against his hard, flat stomach. They stayed that way for some time as both recovered. Then the water began turning cold. Jim reached over and turned off the shower, then made her stand. When he started to kiss her, she stopped him. "Better not," she said, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet. There's a lot of you still in there."
"Hell, I don't care. If it's good enough for you, it's good enough for me." As their mouths met, Randi felt a glow of family pride. Face it, she told herself, when it comes to sex, you've got a cool brother.
As far as she was concerned, the kiss could have lasted forever. A sound resembling the roar of a fair sized avalanche broke the mood. Randi had to laugh. "First we run out of hot water. Now either World War III just started or your stomach is growling. I've just had a nice snack, but I wouldn't mind a sandwich. Come on, let's dry off and find something to eat."
The idea of cooking and eating in the nude had its appeal. But with a winter storm outside and tile flooring in the kitchen, both knew to put on slippers. Once in the chilly kitchen, Randi began to wish she'd also grabbed a shirt. They decided on scrambled egg sandwiches which would be hot and quick. Before she could get started, Jim took his letter-jacket off the hook by the door to the garage and helped her put it on. It was lined with satin and so long it almost covered her fanny. "Oh, that feels great. How'd you know I was cold?"
"Goose bumps on blue boobies are a dead give-away." She threw an eggshell at him and he ducked. "Okay, I'll be nice. What do you say we eat in the den? It's almost ten, so we can watch the weather. I just turned up the thermostat and can get a fire going in the fireplace."
The den sounded good to Randi although she knew it could get cold. But by the time the sandwiches were ready, so was the den. Jim had plugged in an old electric blanket and spread it next to the fireplace. It gave them a warm spot to sit and the fireplace's elevated hearth was a perfect spot for their drinks and sandwiches.
Thanks to Jim's efforts, the temperate soon got so high Randi had to take off his jacket. He made a big show of leaning close and checking out one of her breasts. "No goose bumps. I must have done something right."
She laughed and pushed him away. "Like hell you did. Those goose bumps had doubled the size of my poor little-bitty boobs."
They'd both been hungry and ate in silence while watching the news. Tonight, the weather was the lead story. It was bad and supposed to get worse until sometime tomorrow night.
The weather and their sandwiches ended about the same time. At her insistence, Jim hustled the plates and glasses back to the kitchen. While he was gone, she grabbed some throw pillows. It never occurred to them not to catch the sports that always followed the news and weather. Like her brother, Randi had played basketball in high school and loved the game. Now they stretched out on their stomachs to get the scores.
Afterward, she lay warm and full, watching as Jim turned off the TV and then came back. He lay down on his side, facing her. With her head resting on her arms, she studied his face. "Should we open the store tomorrow?"
