FAMILY OF 4_(1)

I grew up with 2 brothers and a sister; I was the oldest of the girls and second oldest altogether, not including my parents.
There was Mike, my twin, who was 17; he was only 18 minutes older than me so my parents decided to name me with an ‘M’ name for some stupid reason, which turned out to be Maria. My other brother, john, had just turned 15, and our younger sister Rachel who was coming up 15 and a half.
We lived in a three bed roomed house whilst my mum was looking for a new job; it was the summer holidays so everyone was home all day except for dad who was away on a business trip. I sat in my room which I shared with my sister; although she was younger than me we were the same size, wore the same size clothes and had the same size breasts, which were 34D. So we just shared our clothes.
I lay on my bed reading my Elle magazine when my sister came into our room, wearing only a bath towel. She smiled at me and went to our drawers and pulled out a light blue thong and bra and sat next to me to see what I was reading. After she had scanned the page and read a few articles on fashion she stood up and went across the room to her bed. Facing away from me she opened the towel and began to dry herself, we had seen each other naked on many occasions and although neither of us was bothered about it we made the effort to cover up. When my sister had finished drying her self off she dropped the towel and slightly bent over to pick her underwear off the bed and climbed into her thong and clipped on her bra, she then returned and sat next to me.
After about 5 minutes of reading the magazine together I got up and give it to her, telling her I was going to take a shower now.
It was 9am and our brothers were always asleep until at least 11 on weekends and holidays so the bathroom was never being used this early. I shut the door behind me and slid my pajama bottoms down, I always wore pajamas in the winter to stay warm, and as today was really windy and rainy I figured I wouldn’t be going out anywhere. I pulled my T-shirt off over my head and unclipped my bra, then slid my thing off. I climbed into the shower and switched it on, the water was already warm so I lathered my self up and got washed. A knock came at the door so I asked who it was; it was john so I told him to go away I was in the shower. He pleaded with me to let him in or he would end up pissing himself, then getting angry saying he would go and piss on my bed if I didn’t let him use the toilet, I looked around for a towel to cover me up but their was non, Rachel had taken it into our room with her, so I turned the water up hotter and stood out of the way, when the shower glass was steamed up I told him he could come in but to be quick, he burst through the door wearing only his boxers, saying “don’t be looking” as he stood at the toilet and fished his cock out, “lift the seat up” I shouted to him as I looked through a part of un-steamed glass. He picked up the seat and began, his cock was rather big for a 15 year old, I could feel my pussy getting wetter as I looked on at my little brother, by the time he left and closed the door I found my self rubbing my clit. I quickly stopped; disgusted and confused at what I had just done I finished up in the shower and shaved my legs and pussy hair.
I opened the door slightly and looked around to see if their was anyone there, my brothers door was opposite the toilet door down the hall and was wide open but their was no one there so I ran out towards my bedroom door which was next to my brothers down the hall. As I was halfway there my brother mike walked to his bedroom door, when he noticed me running towards him, he froze and stared at me in shock, his eyes darting from my tits to my freshly shaven pussy, I also froze in shock for a moment, then coming to my senses covered my tits with one hand and my crotch with the other, jogged past him to my room, I turned to him and said “no towels” before I closed my door. My brother seeing me naked didn’t bother me as like with my sister, we had seen each other naked before, experimenting with each other when we were younger, although I have never done anything sexual with mike, apart from learning to kiss with him and touching his cock (to see what it felt like, no hand jobs were given), I had often fantasized about it.
I looked over to my sister who was staring at me, wondering what I was shouting at. I picked up the towel and sat down beside her on my bed and began to dry myself. I could see her getting quick looks at my tits and my pussy, before she looked at me and said “does it hurt”
“Does what hurt” I asked, looking at her. She was still lying in her thong and bra.
“W….when…. when you shave your pubes” she said nervously and looked away. We had often had conversations about sex and kissing, I had taught her to kiss properly after learning from my brother, and taught her how to shave her legs.
“I don’t have much but id rather it be shaved off and look like yours” she continued glancing at my shaven pussy.
I told her it was no different from shaving her legs but she was worried about cuts and other lame excuses she made up. I could tell I would have to show her and I knew she liked it when we did stuff like this, I wrapped the towel around me and told Rachel to follow me to the bathroom, my brothers door was still wide open so I went out and stood in front of it so Rachel could go into the bathroom.
He looked surprised when he saw me there, his eyes darting from my exposed cleavage to the top of my thighs where the towel stopped.
“Sorry about earlier, when I caught you off guard” he said, still exploring my body.
“Its ok” I said “nothing you haven’t seen before” I continued with a wink
I noticed the look of excitement in Johns face so I quickly looked at him and said “in a porn movie you dirty little shit”.
His hormones must be running riot these past few months because I’ve caught him at my bedroom door plenty of times, even in our room sniffing thongs, but that was a dare off Mike.
“Yeah” Mike said in a raised voice “he ruined my hustler magazines because he can’t hold it in long enough, now the pages wont open”
“Shut up” John hissed at Mike, looking slightly red and embarrassed.

“Maria” I heard come from the bathroom, I turned and remembered Rachel was in there.
Mike looked at me in a puzzled look so I motioned the shaving of pubes; he knew what I was meaning and grinned at me.