“Mmmm.”
The soap slipped from between his fingers and thudded to the floor. He could feel the blood throb in his cock head. The water and the soap easily let his fingers slip between her pussy lips. They rested on her clit. Desperately he wanted to pump his shaft. Two quick strokes, he thought, and he’d be done. Instead his free hand grabbed hold of her plump, white, wet ass. His fingers moved, slippery, her natural lubricants mixing with the soapy water.
“You dirty, dirty whore. You love having your clit played with. Love to imagine a cock is slamming in and out of you.”
Her eyes rolled back. “mmmmmyes I do. God yes I do. I’m a filthy whore, oooooh harder!” she whimpered. He pressed down on her button harder. Her face contorted, eyes twitching. His loins ached with a dull and wonderful pain. He leaned into her as he rubbed her.
“You’re so wet Susan. Such a bad girl, such a bad, bad girl Susan. Do you like it? Do you like being a bad girl who let’s her brother rub her clit?”
“I…I love it…mmnn, gonna cum, gonna cum!” Her eyes squeezed shut. Sam knew the look well. Her orgasm seconds from crashing over her he added just the right finish. He pulled back his hand, relaxed his palm and collided it with her fleshy cheek, hard enough to leave a red palm print on her rear.
“Eeh!” She squealed. Her eyes shot opened and she grabbed her hand between her legs. She shook in place. Without a word her hand shot out and grabbed hold of his shaft. She pumped hard as fast. Instantly Sam shot his load, which rained down on her leg. His face collapsed in her shoulder. She kept massaging him gently, kissing and biting his neck.
“I love you Susan.” He whispered, breathing heavy, legs turned to rubber.
“I love you too bro.” They stood there for a while, letting the hot water hit them. Holding each other, hands sliding up and down each others slick bodies. Finally Sam felt enough of his strength return and reached for his towel. Susan bent to turn off the faucet and Sam gave her one last playful spank as she did. She laughed and wiggled her ass.
As they dried off, Sam heard laughter coming from outside. Wrapping the towel around his waist he stepped out into the Hall, Susan close behind. Alice was sitting in the living room still. Joining her on the couch was a middle-aged woman, with blonde hair. The too of them were howling in laughter.
“Oh, hey Aunt Jill.” Sam said, walking around the room and grabbing his juice tumbler off the table. He went to pour himself another cup of OJ. Susan followed, wrapped in a white robe. She smiled at the sight of her aunt. She stooped to pick up Clit and sat back down in the armchair.
“Hey guys.” Jill said, smiling. Alice’s older sister was slimmer than thier mother, and shared her with a classically beautiful face.
“I was just watching your latest flick.” Said Sam as he opened the cupboard to get out a cereal bowl.
“I saw! What did you think?”
“Really hot, you clearly weren’t faking.”
“I didn’t have to, the kid is a real pro, he’s gonna do great in the industry, he’s one one the rare guys who has a good face and brain as well as cock.”