Experiences with my Older Brother p2

I woke up this morning in a frantic shock. I had slept through my alarm and was supposed to head over and meet up for a study session with one of my closest friends, Melanie. I was supposed to be there at 10 in the morning. Luckily it was still 8:45. That gave me 30 minutes to work out and an 45 minutes to shower and get over to her apartment.

I put on a sports bra and tank top and some yoga pants and went into the basement and got on the treadmill. The house felt empty, David wasn’t around, and Mom was a work. After about 30 minutes I got off and head upstairs, sweating and feeling overly hot.

Tearing off my tank top grabbed my towel and ran into my bathroom. I slung my towel over the sink and took my bra and panties off. I grabbed my tooth brush and hopped into the tub and closed the curtain. Not wasting any time for it to get warm plus wanting to cool down a bit, I turned on the shower expecting a blast of freezing cold water to hit my chest…. And…Nothing…

“Dammit Mom… I thought you were going to get this fixed.” I turned the valve back off.

I had totally forgotten that my shower wasn’t working at all since yesterday. Cursing a few more times at my shower I got out and grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me. I left my bathroom, walked out of my bedroom, making my way to the bathroom down the hall.

When I got there and stood outside the door I heard the shower was already on. David was in the shower right now, I can only assume he had just got in because he was not in when I finished my run. I stood at the doorway for a second deciding what to do. I could skip the shower, head to Melanie’s and hope she doesn’t notice anything. I could wait for him to come out and be late…David tends to take hour long showers. OR I could get in the shower with him and be on time, maybe a bit late. I decided on the latter, hoping David wouldn’t care too much.

Taking a deep breath, fully understanding the line I was about to cross, I opened the door and walked in. After closing the door behind me, I took my towel off and tossed it over the sink. Finally, after one more deep breath I slid back the curtain at the rear of the shower and stepped in behind my little brother.

“David, I need to shower right now, I am in a hurry. You can stay in or get out. I don’t care either way.” I said quickly as he turned around.

“CJ! Get the hell…..” He stopped when he realized I was naked. Looking straight down at my pussy. “Wow…she’s bare.” He whispered even though I could hear him over the shower. His eyes moved higher after a moment, focusing on my boobs. Just as he started to reach out I spoke up.

“Well!?!” I said sternly, “Are you staying in or getting out? Decide quickly.”

This seemed to snap him out of titty land. He turned sideways and backed against the wall opposite the curtain, pulling one of my shoulders forward so I could get in front of him where the water was spraying. As we switched positions I felt his hard-on catch on my hip for a brief moment, (I didn’t look down at it, but I could assume what it was) and he turned more to get past me like it didn’t happen. I even thought for a brief moment I saw him slide his hand down it while we switched. I wondered for a moment if he was hard before I got in or after.

“Fine you can shower with me, but you owe me big for this one.” He said.

“Yea, right, whatever.” I replied, completely disregarding what he said and grabbed the shampoo and put it in my hair.

As I was rinsing my hair, I felt a luffa slide up my side and jumped forward slightly.

“David what are you doing?!?” I said without opening my eyes so I didn’t get any shampoo in them.

He pulled me back closer to him, “Chill am just trying to help; now stand still.”

For the time being I decided, sure, he can help a little, so I let him. While I put conditioner in, David lathered up my sides and back, specifically trying not going too low I think. For a moment it felt like he was trying to wash my own skin off.

As I started rinsing my hair for the last time, he reached around me and started soaping up my belly. Then without warning he went all the way up and started soaping up my boobs in circular motions, squeezing them together slightly from the sides. He was clearly not just washing them, he was playing with them. Once the luffa went over my nipples I felt a twang down in my clit.

“Whoa David, that’s enough. I think its about time to stop…”

With that he stopped soaping up my boobs and dropped the luffa, taking both of my boobs in his hands and started massaging them between his fingers. I reacted to this without even thinking, I leaned backwards into him and closed my eyes. Now only allowing him full access to my breasts, but enjoying the massage.

“CJ, your titties are so perfect. They are so soft, firm , and god so fucking beautiful.” He pressed his whole body against me. I felt his hard dick travel its way between my legs, resting against the lips of my pussy. He reached down with one of his hands and started rubbing my clit.

The moment his fingers slid across the hood of my clit I moaned loudly. He rubbed up and down on my clit, sliding his finger between the lips of my pussy.