Shower Fun
The storm had passed during the night, leaving only a fresh, clear morning. Jeff could see blue sky as he stared lazily out the window, still too relaxed to get out of bed. Across the room his clock blinked 7:21, but that just meant the power had come back on 7 hours and 21 minutes ago. He picked up his watch from his nightstand and saw that it was after 9:00. Still, he just wanted to lie here for a little longer. He thought of now nice it had felt to have his little sister sleeping there with him. She hardly weighed a thing, so he didn't mind her on top of him, and her warmth and softness were both relaxing and thrilling. In fact, when he was honest with himself, he found her actually quite arousing. Especially now that she had taken her first step into the world of sex, albeit a small step, he realized that she was no longer a child. Her body was developing, as well as her emotions. He wanted to be there with her every step of the way, both to protect her, and... But those thoughts were dangerous. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to let her sleep with him after all. It was awakening unnatural desires in him that he found difficult to suppress.
Brit finished her shower and entered his room again, this time fully dressed. She sat down on his bed next to him, just gazing down into his face with a smile. When she put her fingers to his forehead to smooth away a hair that had fallen down over his face, he was surprised to notice how even such a simple little touch thrilled him. It was as if she were a different girl. This wasn't the little Britney that was fun to torment, but a different girl, a beautiful, vulnerable girl that needed his love rather than his teasing.
Just then the phone rang. "I'll get it," offered Brit, then hopped up and skipped out of the room. Jeff listened to her muffled voice coming from downstairs as she answered it and talked with the person on the other end, though he couldn't make out anything she was saying. Then she hung up and headed back up to his room.
"That was Crystal," said Brit. "She wanted to know if she could come over today. I told her yes. She's bringing her swimsuit so we can get in the hot tub."
Jeff was of mixed feelings about it. Crystal could be as bratty as Brit sometimes, except when screwing him, of course. Even so, he wouldn't have minded having her over, especially in the hot tub. But with Brit here, things could get awkward. Crystal was a notorious flirt, and she might end up giving away their secret.
Still, she was Brit's friend, so even if he refused today, she would have plenty of other opportunities to come over, so it was futile to try to stop her.
"Great!" he said, trying to sound not too enthusiastic and not too averse. "As long as I can get in the hot tub with you."
"Deal," said Brit.
Jeff took his turn in the shower, then got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. Not being the greatest chef in the world, he simply put out cold cereal and milk and let Brit help herself. During breakfast they talked and joked, but there was no denying that it was different from the way it used to be. For one thing, their teasing was more good-natured rather than hurtful. Jeff always knew how to get her mad, but this time he carefully avoided those topics.
Then Brit went quiet for a moment, and he realized that she was thinking about something. She looked like she wanted to ask him something, but wasn't sure if this was the right time. Then she managed to work up the courage.
"Jeff? Can I ask you something personal?"
"Sure," he said with a friendly smile.
"And you promise you won't get angry?"
"Okay, I promise."
Brit took a deep breath. "Is it true you've had sex with Crystal?"
Jeff just stared at her, dumbfounded. How did she know? Of all the questions she could have asked then, that was the one he was least prepared to answer.
"I... I don't... Maybe I shouldn't tell you," he said.
Brit shrugged. "I guess that means yes," she commented. "Otherwise you would have denied it right away."
Her logic was impeccable.
"So how did you find out?" he asked.
"Crystal told me."
"Oh." That made sense. The two of them were best friends, after all, so Brit would be the first one Crystal would share such a secret with. He hoped she hadn't told too many other people.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," said Brit, sensing his nervousness.
"Um, thanks. Brit, um... I think we need to talk about this."
"Why?"
"Because now you know I've been sleeping with your best friend. And since she's coming over in a few minutes, it might be a little awkward."
"Oh, don't worry about that, Jeff. If you two want to flirt with each other in front of me, that's fine. It doesn't bother me, really."
"You sure?"
"Absolutely."
"Okay, but if we get a little carried away and you feel embarrassed at all, go ahead and tell us to stop. I don't want you to be mad at me, and I don't want to hurt your friendship with her."
"Yeah, because if we weren't friends any more, she'd have no excuse to come over and see you," Brit grinned. Jeff laughed. Yes, she had a point there.
Breakfast was just about over when they heard a car drive up. Jeff got up and headed to the door, reaching it just as the knock came. He opened it and saw Allen Williams and Crystal standing there.
"Oh, hi, Mr. Williams," he said with a smile. "Hi, Crystal. Come on in."
"Actually, I have to go," said Mr. Williams. "I just wanted to walk Crystal to the door. Is it true that your parents are out of town?"
"Yeah, they drove my older sister to college."
"Lissa's in college already? Wow. I remember when she was Crystal's age in my P.E. class back when I was teaching at the Junior High. Time really does fly."
"Yeah, I can't believe it either."
"Okay, look Jeff, you're the man of the house today, so I want you to promise me you'll take care of my little girl."
"Daddy!" Crystal whined. "You're embarrassing me."
All three of them laughed, remembering the conversation on the doorstep of the Williams house nearly a year ago, the day that Jeff had taken Crystal out on a date.
"Anyway, I'm almost fourteen," Crystal said. "I can take care of myself."
"I know you can, dear," replied Allen. "I just want Jeff's word, that's all."
"Don't worry," said Jeff. "I promise to take care of her."
"Good. So it's settled. I'll be back around 7:00 tonight to pick her up. I'll see you later, Jeff." He shook his hand, then turned around and headed back to the car. Jeff waved as Mr. Williams drove off.
Crystal skipped into the house, then upon spying Brit, she headed into the dining room and sat down in one of the chairs.
"Hurry up and finish eating so that we can get into the hot tub," she said.
Jeff entered the room. "Not for at least an hour," he said.
"It's just a hot tub, not a pool," Crystal told him.
"I know, but Brit and I need time to digest our breakfast first. We wouldn't want to get cramps. Why don't you two go into the living room and watch cartoons?"
Brit laughed. "Apparently he thinks we're still little kids," she said.
"Oh, I'm sure he doesn't see me as a little kid," said Crystal with a wink.
"Why, because he's had sex with you?" asked Brit.
Crystal froze, staring at her. The she suddenly started to laugh. "Oh, so you two have had a little brother-sister talk about that, I see. Well, our secret's out, Jeff. Maybe we ought to give her a demonstration."
"Oh, very funny, Crystal."
"Well, I'm going to go change anyway. When you're finished with breakfast, meet me downstairs. We'll play some pool or something for an hour."
She got up out of the seat and headed into the bathroom. By that time, Jeff and Brit had both finished eating, so Jeff took the bowls and put them in the sink, then ran some water over them. He would put them in the dishwasher later; with only two people at home right now, there wouldn't be enough dishes for a full load until some time tomorrow anyway.
Crystal appeared at the bathroom door, wearing the tiniest green and yellow bikini he had ever seen. It made him wonder what kind of a perverted clothing designer would make such a thing for a thirteen-year-old girl in the first place. It showed off every curve of her impressive body, doing more to emphasize her charms than to hide them.
Brit stared at her. "That's a nice little bikini you're wearing," she said. "With emphasis on the 'little.'"
"It's not my favorite, but I thought Jeff might like it," she grinned. "What do you think, you big hunk of a man?"
"Of all the swimsuits I've seen you in, I'd have to say that this one's my favorite."
"All right, you two go ahead and change, and I'll meet you downstairs."
Jeff and Brit headed upstairs and changed in their rooms. He was very eager to head back down to the rec room with Crystal. He wanted to just stare at her body all day. With his mind occupied on the fantasy as he hurried out of his room, he didn't look where he was going. As he was exiting his bedroom, he bumped into Brit, who was coming down the hall after changing. The two of them fell to the floor, his little sister on top of him.
"Sorry," he said. Brit's look of surprise slowly faded into a smile as she gazed down at him. He had seen that look before; it was the same one she had on her face when they woke up that morning.
He realized he had his hands wrapped around her waist, and immediately released her. He stumbled to his feet, then took her hand and pulled her up.
It was then that he realized what she was wearing. It was a bikini not much bigger than Crystal's, though hot pink rather than green and yellow.
"Um, I don't think I've seen that swimsuit before," he commented, trying to sound casual. In fact, he was thinking just how good she looked in it.
"You like it?" she grinned, then spread her arms wide and twirled around in it to give him a great view from all angles. He was fascinated by how perfect her body was. Yes, she was thirteen and just beginning to develop, but she was developing in all the right places. If anything, her body was even more lovely than Crystal's!
She caught him staring, and laughed. "Am I embarrassing you?" she said.
"No, of course not," he replied.
"Good. Now come on." She grabbed his hand and led him, dazed, down the stairs.
Crystal was standing there waiting for them. As soon as she saw them, she smiled. "Hey, Brit, I didn't know you had a swimsuit like that!" she said.
"Allison bought it for me this summer," she explained. "She told me I'm not supposed to wear it in front of Dad."
"Yeah, it might give him ideas, the old lecher," laughed Crystal, but Jeff and Brit didn't join her. If anything, they looked a little guilty. Jeff could guess what Brit was thinking, because he was thinking the same thing. If he was willing to do sexual things with Lissa, maybe he had unnatural thoughts for Britney as well.
"No, it's because Dad doesn't think thirteen-year-olds should be trying to look sexy," Brit said, covering for them. If Crystal had noticed their hesitation, she didn't press it.
"Oh, it definitely looks sexy, don't you think, Jeff?"
"What?" he asked. "Oh, sure. I suppose so."
"Oh come on, admit it," Crystal teased. "You don't just 'suppose' something looks sexy. You either think so right away, or you don't. So which is it?"
"Okay, fine. That swimsuit looks sexy."
"Or in other words, Britney looks sexy in it, right?"
"Sure."
Brit blushed, but she had a grin on her face.
They headed over to the pool table and started the game. Crystal racked up the balls, then asked, "did I do that all right?"
"Looks fine," Jeff told her.
"So in other words, you're saying I have a nice rack?"
The three of them burst out laughing at that. Crystal was such a flirt.
Since there weren't too many variations of pool that allowed for three players, they decided to make it informal and just try to knock the balls into the holes, not caring who won or lost. It was just as well; Jeff couldn't focus on the game with Crystal flirting with him every second. When it was her turn to shoot, she would lean over and deliberately arch her back and stick out her ass in a sexy pose. When it was his, she would stand right in his line of sight with her cue in front of her, resting against, or even slightly inside, her cleavage. She squirmed around ever so slightly but enough to make his pulse race. When he asked her to get out of the way, she asked, "Oh, am I distracting you?" in a sultry voice that made it clear that she understood in exactly what way she was distracting him.
Brit just giggled as she watched this teasing going on; just like she said, it didn't bother her. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying it every bit as much as Crystal. Jeff, on the other hand, was trying his hardest not to think about it.
Finally, Jeff announced that the hour was up, and they could go get in the hot tub now. They opened the screen, and all three of them climbed in.
Not surprisingly, Crystal scooted right up next to Jeff. Brit sat across from them. After the episode with the pool table, he found the water extremely relaxing. He closed his eyes, leaned back, and let it soothe him. His thoughts went back to that fateful night with Rachael, when he had sat in this very tub with her. It had been one of the best experiences of his entire life.
A few minutes later, Crystal scooted away from him to the center of the tub. At the motion, he opened his eyes and looked at her. She raised her arms up over her head and yawned, stretching. The movement thrust her chest out, causing a wave of desire to wash over him. Then she glanced down at her torso.
"You know, I've never really liked this swimsuit," she said. Before anyone could say anything, she reached behind her, untied her top, and took it off. Jeff grinned; she had a great body for a thirteen-year old.
Brit's reaction was just the opposite. "Oh my god, Crystal, what are you doing?" she exclaimed.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" she asked, standing up and removing the panties as well. "I'm taking off my swimsuit."
"But... with Jeff here..." Britney breathed, staring at her.
"So what? Didn't I already tell you I've fucked him before? And this isn't the first time you've seen me naked in front of him, so what's the problem?"
"But... oh, I don't know. It just seems so wrong."
Crystal ignored her, standing up and slipping the bikini bottoms down and off her legs. Then she sat back down and glanced at Brit with a mischievous grin.
"Why don't you two take your swimsuits off also and see how it feels?" she suggested. "I bet you won't think it seems wrong then."
"You're such a pervert, Crystal," said Brit.
"You don't think so, do you, Jeff dearest?" asked Crystal, batting her eyelashes at him.
"Of course not, love," he said, then kissed her. He was feeling particularly daring right now, and the thought of being naked with Crystal, with his little sister watching, was terribly exciting.
"I'll tell you what, Brit," he said. "I'll take my suit off if you take yours off."
"I can't believe you just said that!" said Brit.
"Oh, come on. Or should I tell her what you did yesterday."
"Jeff! You jerk!"
At that, he suddenly felt guilty. He had meant to just tease her with it, but he realized that it was too much like kissing and telling. The last thing she needed was for him to blab it to her best friend.
"I'm sorry," he said. "That was in extremely poor taste. Forgive me?" Then, to loosen up the situation, he batted his eyelashes at her the way Crystal had done to him.
Brit broke down laughing at the absurd gesture, and suddenly everything was all right again.
"So what do you say, you two?" Crystal said. "Are you going to get naked, or what?"
"I don't know..." Brit mumbled, but it was obvious she was considering it.
"Well, I know what I'm going to do," said Jeff, then stood up out of the water.
"May I do the honors?" asked Crystal, and Jeff turned to face her.
"Oh my god!" Brit exclaimed as she realized what was about to happen. Jeff was surprised to see not disgust on her face, but excitement.
For a moment, he hesitated. This was just supposed to be a game, all in fun. Part of it was that he just wanted to see what her reaction would be. But maybe seeing her brother naked could be harmful to her. She was only thirteen, after all.
Before he had a chance to change his mind, Crystal grabbed his trunks and yanked them down. His member, already hard from the sight of Crystal's bare torso, sprang free.
Brit gasped, staring at it. It was as if she couldn't take her eyes off of it. And why not? She had seen those pictures of her father's, but his was probably the only one she had seen in person.
Jeff made no move to sit down. He was enjoying this every bit as much as she was. So what if she was his sister? If she didn't mind, why should he? Besides, this show was mostly for Crystal's benefit, not Brit's. But he wondered if that were really true.
"Now your turn," Crystal told Brit.
"No way!" she said.
"Oh, you're no fun," complained Crystal. "The rules are no swimsuits in this hot tub."
"Fine, I'm leaving," said Brit, rising up out of the water.
"You're not getting out of it that easily!" Crystal exclaimed, pouncing on her. They both tumbled back down into the water, wrestling. If Jeff thought he was aroused before, he was doubly so now, seeing the two teenage girls, one naked and one mostly so, wrestling in the tub. Crystal was trying to reach around and untie Brit's top, and Brit was squealing and fending her off the best she could. Both girls giggled like crazy. Jeff sat back down in the opposite end, giving them plenty of room to wrestle around. He wasn't about to interfere with this!
In the end, Crystal won out. She yanked off Brit's top and threw it out of the tub. The two girls continued to struggle, and Jeff was getting even more excited watching their bare tits rubbing against each other as they fought. The grin on Brit's face told him she was enjoying this too, and he suddenly wondered if she was actually deriving any pleasure out of the feel of Crystal's body. He knew that Crystal wasn't averse to being with other girls, but Brit had only yesterday looked physically ill when she first encountered that concept. More likely, Jeff thought, she was just taking this as childish horseplay. The thought probably never occurred to her that touching another girl's body like that was anything wrong.
Crystal nearly turned Brit upside-down getting her bikini bottom off, but in the end it too was tossed over the side. Brit, now completely naked, rose up out of the tub coughing out the water she had swallowed and putting her hands to her head to smooth back her hair. Jeff just stared in awe at her gorgeous body as torrents of water ran down it. Though he had never seen her like this before, he realized that Brit's body was every bit as beautiful as Crystal's. Maybe even more so.
She had a skinny little waist, but that was something he had seen while she was still wearing her bikini. Her breasts, just starting to develop, were small and perky, and jiggled ever so slightly as she moved. She had tiny, well-defined nipples. Below her tits Jeff could see the slightest trace of her ribs, an indication of her youth leftover from childhood. With time, that would disappear as she filled in a little more. She had the cutest little flat stomach with a perfectly positioned navel. He allowed his eyes to wander lower, where her pussy was covered in just the lightest trace of fuzz. Her hips curved beautifully down to her legs, which were just slightly on the scrawny side.
As Brit opened her eyes, she caught him staring at her, and broke into a laugh. "Okay, fine," she said with a deliberately pouty face that couldn't quite hide her smile. "I'm naked. Are you satisfied?" She sat back down, but Jeff was delighted to see that the water didn't quite reach her tits, leaving them displayed perfectly to his view.
"I don't think Jeff is satisfied just yet," said Crystal, sliding over to him. "In fact, maybe he and I can satisfy each other right now." She pressed her lips against his. She shoved her tongue in his mouth, and he teased it with his own. It felt so good, especially as Crystal moved in closer and rubbed her body up against his. It was too bad that Brit was here, or he would grab hold of Crystal right now, lift her into his arms, take her up to his room, and make love to her.
"Come on, you two!" said Brit from across the pool. "Can't you control your hormones for five minutes?"
Jeff stepped away, embarrassed. But Brit wore a grin on her face; it was obvious this wasn't embarrassing her at all.
"Sorry, I didn't know you wanted a turn," Crystal teased.
That did it. "Crystal!" Brit exclaimed, her face turning red.
"You know what I would like to do?" asked Crystal. "I'd like to jump in the shower with Jeff. There's too much water here hiding things from view."
Jeff had no objections. But he didn't think it would be fair to his little sister. Crystal was, after all, her best friend. "What about Brit?" he asked.
"She can come too," Crystal joked.
"Okay," said Brit, catching them both off guard.
"What?" Jeff asked.
"She offered, and I'm simply taking her up on the offer. What's the problem?"
"Well, the problem is..." Crystal stammered, but couldn't think of anything to say.
"Look," Brit explained, "we're all naked anyway, so what's the big deal?"
"But I was hoping for a little bit of privacy," said Crystal.
"So you could fuck Jeff? Who's stopping you?"
"Wait. You mean, you wouldn't mind if we did that right in front of you?"
"Jeff and I don't have any secrets from each other. I know all the intimate details of his sex life anyway, so what does it matter if it happens right in front of me?"
Crystal grinned and turned to Jeff. "You want to do it in front of an audience again?"
It actually seemed surprisingly natural. He had rarely had sex with Crystal when there wasn't someone watching, either Kari or Allison, or both. So this would just be one more person in on it. And the fact that it was Brit, his sister, well, in truth, he couldn't think of anyone he wanted more to share this with. He was closer to her than even to his own girlfriend.
"Sounds fine with me," he said.
The three of them got out of the tub. Once again he was treated to a view of his sister's beautiful naked body. There was still that voice of caution in the back of his head, but he figured that it was too late to stop from crossing this line, and as long as he didn't take it any further, no more harm was being done.
Of course, he still had a raging erection, but nothing could help that. He noticed that Brit kept stealing glances at it as the three of them headed into the bathroom.
They left a trail of puddles and watery footprints, but that couldn't be helped. At least it was all tile between the hot tub and the shower. He would get a mop afterward and clean it up.
He was the first to the shower, so he turned it on and let it warm up before stepping into the spray. He stood in the shower, letting the relaxing warmth of the water wash over him. Brit climbed in and moved to the other side of the tub, but Crystal moved right up next to him and pressed her body up against his. Jeff glanced at Brit, who wore an amused rather than disgusted look. Apparently she had no qualms about this whole thing, so he decided that he wouldn't either.
Crystal stood there in his arms, letting the water wash over both of them for a minute. Then she turned her head around and looked back at Brit. "You're not getting any water back there," she said. "Come up here and join us."
"I'm not coming up there with you in the way," Brit said.
"Fine. We'll get out of your way. Come, Jeff." Crystal grabbed him by the now rock-hard penis and led him to the other end of the tub where Brit stood. His sister scooted past them, though in doing so she momentarily rubbed up against Crystal. Upon seeing that, Jeff's cock jumped, almost freeing itself from Crystal's grasp.
As soon as the two of them reached the other side of the tub, Crystal pulled his head down toward her and whispered in his ear, "You liked that, didn't you?"
Since he couldn't deny it-- Crystal had felt it, after all-- he merely nodded his head.
Brit was standing in the water, her eyes closed as it ran down over her hair. Jeff loved the sight of her standing there, face lifted toward the ceiling, her arms up and her hands running through her hair, with streams of moisture running over and around her luscious little body. But he couldn't allow himself to think those thoughts, so tore his gaze away and kissed Crystal instead. She reciprocated, first with a deep, lingering, passionate kiss on his mouth, then a little peck on his chin, then a more tender and caressing kiss on his neck. Jeff sighed, closing his eyes and letting her take over.
She moved lower now, kissing his shoulder, then his collar bone, then down to his chest. He didn't need to feel the warmth of the water any more; her kisses were all he needed on his skin. She leaned down and kissed him along the breastbone, moving down toward his stomach. He glanced down at her, suddenly wondering just how far she was going to go. Then he raised his eyes to see Brit standing there watching, a look of fascination on her features. Was this right, to let his sister see this? But he realized that she had already seen it in photographs; this was just the same thing in person.
Crystal kissed him on his stomach, then stuck her tongue playfully in his navel, causing him to laugh. The motion slapped his penis up under her chin, and she giggled as well. Then she knelt down and gazed up into his eyes, and he knew exactly where this was leading.
He watched in delight as she took his cock in her hand, then lowered her head and closed her lips around it. He groaned in pleasure as he felt her begin to suck.
Jeff put his hands behind his back and clasped them tightly there to avoid giving in to the temptation to grab her head and ram his cock down her throat. He would give Crystal full control; to do otherwise would risk hurting her. He put his head back and closed his eyes, letting the pleasure wash over him just like the water from the shower had. This was marvelous, to be pleasured by this wonderful teenage girl, and to have his sweet, beautiful sister share this experience with him. If he died right now he would be a happy man.
Then he felt something on his chest, and opened his eyes. Brit had moved in close, and was running a wash cloth over him. She gazed into his eyes with both adoration and a question, was it all right for her to be doing this? He answered her with a loving smile, so she continued.
Somehow, without him even realizing it, he removed his hands from behind his back, and placed them on her hips. Her eyes went wide with surprise for just an instant, then she allowed herself to be pulled in closer until there was only about a foot between his chest and her exquisite breasts. Her thigh was right up next to the back of Crystal's head, but Crystal made no sign that she even noticed it, continuing to suck. Jeff gazed into Brit's eyes as the pleasure deepened, just basking in the love between them. As he had been there for her when she first ascended to the heights of ultimate pleasure, it was only right that she should share this moment with him. It would be wrong not to. This was his sister, his beautiful, sweet, perfect sister, that he loved more than anyone in the world!
As he reached his peak, he cried out in joy. How he loved her in that moment! This wonderful feeling, this exquisite pleasure, was her gift to him, a product of her very presence. His sister! His sweet sister!
Then reality began to return, and he found himself with Brit clutched tightly to his chest, her rear end stuck almost comically out behind her so as not to put too much pressure on Crystal's head. Then he realized it was not Brit who had given him the orgasm, but Crystal. What was he thinking?
He immediately released his sister and allowed her to regain her footing. "I'm sorry," he told her. Brit stared at him for a second as Crystal slid her mouth off of his cock and stood up. Then, as one, all three burst out laughing.
"I think Jeff kind of got caught up in the moment," said Brit.
"Yeah," he agreed. "You're an amazing cock sucker, Crystal. You drove me so wild I completely lost control."
"Maybe we ought to do this alone from now on," said Crystal. "It seems a little dangerous for bystanders." They all chuckled at the joke, and any embarrassment they might have felt completely vanished.
There was another thought, however, that Jeff couldn't ignore, though he kept it to himself. It was an uneasy, almost disturbing thought. Why, in the throes of ecstasy, had his mind been on Brit?
"I think I need to go lie down for a minute," he said, to excuse himself. In truth, he needed a few minutes alone to collect his thoughts.
"Yeah, I'm not surprised," Brit commented. "That's the kind of thing to drain a man." She and Crystal giggled at the double meaning.
He stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to dry himself off.
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