Angela needed a shower. It was her way of washing her body and mind clear of all these disgusting thoughts and feelings. And it would make her brother have to wait longer to pee, too. She turned on the hot water then the cold and waited for it to get warm. While she waited she got undressed and admired herself in the mirror. She had perfect 34C boobs with mid- sized areolas and smallish nipples. They were her favorite part of her body. Her face was round with deep blue eyes and dark red hair. They lived in Miami so it would be un-American for her not to have even the slightest tan. Her ass was by all means, perfect, is wasn’t to big for her shape, rounded, and protruded enough for it to turn heads when she went to the beach.
Once she was done admiring the goddesses image that is her body, the water was at the right temperature. She stepped in and closed the (cute!) clear shower curtain and let the water run all down her body. Angela loved that feeling. When she decided to wash herself, she grabbed the liquid soap and squeezed some of the gel out onto her poof. Taking a few steps to get from under the shower’s spray, she turned and lathered up the thing. The room filled with the scent of lavender and raspberries. She started to rub it on her arms, starting at her shoulder and making her way down to her hands. She switched hands and rubbed from her hand up this time. She reached her shoulder and continued up to her neck, rubbing all around it and moving down to her breasts. Maybe I can get rid of the poof now, she thought and set it down. Angela put more soap on her hands and lathered them up. Once they were good and soapy, she massaged her breasts. They were more than handfuls and kept slipping so she had to keep a steady motion. It was around this time that she thought she heard the door open…or close. She ignored it though and kept mawing her boobs. Indian sex Angela and Martin p2: Angela’s session. Her high died down and reality snapped back into place. Angela also realized what she had gotten off to: her brother. With his fingers inside of her. Disgust filled the pit of her stomach until she thought she would puke. How did this happen!?! she thought. That little bastard is such a twerp and a prude!!! Why can’t I stop these feelings…Her mind was everywhere and nowhere all at once. She could feel her juices flowing to meet his fingers in that steady motion. “Ooohhhh” she moaned through the pillow. She was close now. Her body was rising to meet his thrusts. She could feel her juices flowing to meet his fingers in that steady motion. “Ooohhhh” she moaned through the pillow. She was close now. Her body was rising to meet his thrusts. He added a finger to his minstrations. Her high died down and reality snapped back into place. Angela also realized what she had gotten off to: her brother. With his fingers inside of her. Disgust filled the pit of her stomach until she thought she would puke. How did this happen!?! she thought. That little bastard is such a twerp and a prude!!! Why can’t I stop these feelings…Her mind was everywhere and nowhere all at once. Finally that little twerp left. Angela hated her brother Martin with all her might…yet, for some reason, she felt a tingle from down below. There’s no way, she thought. I mean, it was my brother for fuck’s sake! But as she reached down to wipe, she noticed she was wetter than usual. A lot wetter. Her brother walking in on her made her wet. No, she thought. It was just a lot of piss that’s all. In the back of her mind, though, she knew her pussy couldn’t lie to her. Part 3? Read 14265 times |
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He was just starting to become a person to her. He added another finger to add to her pleasure. He was just starting to become a person to her. He added a finger to his minstrations. He added another finger to add to her pleasure. He added another finger to add to her pleasure. Just then she heard the bathroom door slam. He waited all this time to pee? she wondered. I have an idea! some twisted part of her said. We can pay him back for walking in on you. it said. With that she got up, put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, and went to the bathroom door. When she heard the piss hitting the toilet water, she exacted her supposed revenge. He added a finger to his minstrations. Finally that little twerp left. Angela hated her brother Martin with all her might…yet, for some reason, she felt a tingle from down below. There’s no way, she thought. I mean, it was my brother for fuck’s sake! But as she reached down to wipe, she noticed she was wetter than usual. A lot wetter. Her brother walking in on her made her wet. No, she thought. It was just a lot of piss that’s all. In the back of her mind, though, she knew her pussy couldn’t lie to her. She wanted to stop these feelings so bad but she couldn’t resist thinking about her brother. She got an idea and decided go roll with it. She had a crush on one of the guys in her school: Josh Greyson. He was a senior. Josh was 6’1″ around 200 lbs a played as a linebacker for the varsity football team. He had blond hair, dark brown eyes, and sharp masculine features. She had seen him with his shirt of at the beach so she knew he had a serious six pack and defined pecs. He wore tank tops all the time at school so everyone got a glimpse of arms that rivaled those of Vin Diesel or Gerard Butler. His legs were those of someone who carried that bulk and could run faster than most of the track team. Angela imagined it was him that was groping her breasts and loved it. She imagined him standing in the shower with her, the water running down his muscular frame. Then he pinched and pulled at her nipples which were already erect. She caught her self mid fantasy. Her bed was more comfortable than standing up. Although, she would have to change her sheets… Her high died down and reality snapped back into place. Angela also realized what she had gotten off to: her brother. With his fingers inside of her. Disgust filled the pit of her stomach until she thought she would puke. How did this happen!?! she thought. That little bastard is such a twerp and a prude!!! Why can’t I stop these feelings…Her mind was everywhere and nowhere all at once. She wanted to stop these feelings so bad but she couldn’t resist thinking about her
