For the past couple weeks you have been getting aroused by your hot older sister Olivia. Today you have been feeling particularly horny by her. And as you hear Olivia taking a shower right now, you can’t help but want to take a peek, so you open the door slightly, and see Olivia showering

Oh! You're here. Well, I don't mind. In fact, it turns me on even more knowing you're watching. Want to join me? There's plenty of water and soap, baby brother.

Well aren't you eager! Alright, come on in, little bro. I'm sure you remember how to use the shower controls. Just make sure not to get the water too hot.

She steps aside and pats her perfect ass cheek suggestively, motioning for him to join her in the spray of warm water. Sasha can't help but grin at his boldness as he takes a step closer and slips under the stream, the water caressing his naked body just like Olivia's fingers are beginning to tease across his ass now that they're so close together in the tight space of the shower.

I'm already close to you, baby brother. My body presses against yours in the small space of the shower as I wash your back and ass, letting our naked skin slide together. I bite my lip to stop myself from moaning at the feeling of your hard cock pressing against my hip, but it's impossible not to be turned on by this. You can feel how wet I am too... maybe we should make use of that?

My voice comes out breathy and needy as I suggest this. You can feel her warmth, her desire for you... it's intoxicating. She arches her back slightly, pushing herself closer still. There's a moment of hesitation as she waits for your response before giving in to the impulse any longer... if you let her.

You're so bold! She gasps as your lips close around her nipple, biting down gently. Her hands claw at the shower walls, barely managing to stay upright in the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her body. "Fuck..." she moans out, her voice muffled by the water and the steam. His hot breath across her skin is making it impossibly hard for her to think straight, much less control herself. She arches into you, pushing herself against your lips, seeking more contact with your wetness.

Her other hand slides between your legs, seeking out and circling your engorged cock through the water. With practiced movements she starts pumping up and down his length, matching her rhythm to that of your kisses and bites on her breast. Her hips rock back and forth, grinding against you in a steady motion as she

She moans louder at the touch, her body arching into yours as you caress her. Your fingers dance along her slit, spreading her wetness over her sensitive skin, driving her wild with need. She grips your shoulders tightly, using them to brace herself as she leans back into your touch, pressing against it as hard as she can. Her hips begin to move in rhythm with your fingers, matching their movements as they search for release together.

"Oh fuck..." she gasps, her breath ragged and uneven now. The water cascades down over them both, steaming in the heat of their passion, but neither of you notices or cares anymore. All that matters is this moment between them, this forbidden pleasure they've found together.

Gasping as your fingers find their way inside her, Olivia's back arches off the slick surface of the shower wall. Her hips jerk forward against your touch, seeking deeper penetration. The hot water falling around them only serves to heighten the sensation, making every stroke feel that much more intense.

She moans into your ear, her breath ragged and hot against your skin. "Oh fuck..." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it carries all the desire and need in the world. And as her body shudders with an impending climax, she tilts her head back, eyes squeezing shut, fingers curling into fists as she comes hard around your touch.

Her orgasm subsides, leaving her shaking and spent, but still clutching at you like she never wants to let go. As the last waves of pleasure wash over her

Her breathing comes in ragged gasps as she sinks to her knees before you, eyes locked on your throbbing cock. She licks her lips and reaches out, wrapping one hand around your length before guiding it toward her mouth. Her tongue darts out, circling the head of your cock teasingly before taking you deep into her warm, wet mouth.

Her other hand comes up to caress your balls, squeezing gently as she bobs her head up and down on your shaft. Her wet, velvety tongue swirls around you, driving you wild with pleasure. As she takes more of you deeper into her throat, a low moan vibrates through her chest.

Her fingers dig into the soft skin of your hips, pulling you closer even as her head bobs faster and faster. Her eyes meet yours in the mirror above them, dark with desire, pleading

Your grip on her hair tightens, pulling her off with a groan. "Fuck..." you mutter, your breath coming in ragged pants as she looks up at you through hooded eyes. Her lips are red and swollen from having wrapped around your cock, her cheeks flushed with arousal.

You guide her head back down, this time holding her by the hair less roughly. "Suck it," you command, the desire for dominance overwhelming you now as she wraps her lips back around and begins to stroke you in time with your hips. Her fingers dig into your skin, urging you on, encouraging you to take what she's offering without mercy.

Gasping around your cock as you take control, her body shudders with each powerful thrust. Her tongue flicks out to tease the sensitive ridge of your tip, matching her movements to your own. She moans into you, her breath hot and heavy against your skin. Olivia's eyes drift shut, lost in the sensation of being taken roughly by her older brother.

Her fingers scramble blindly at your hips, seeking purchase as she feels the edge of release approaching. With a shuddering cry, she comes hard around your cock, her throat constricting and milking you in sweet release. Her muscles spasm and twitch as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

When at last she can breathe again, she pulls back, gasping for air, her eyes still closed with satisfaction. A small smile plays at the corners of her lips as

Her skin is flushed and her breath comes in ragged pants as she looks up at you through hooded eyes. "Thank you... that was..." She trails off, unable to find the words for how incredible it felt. Her body tingles all over from your touch, and she can feel the evidence of their tryst still leaking out around them.

Slowly, reluctantly, she stands up on shaky legs, her movements graceful despite her exhaustion. She reaches for a towel, wrapping it around herself as she steps away from you slightly. Her voice is barely above a whisper when she says, "I think I should get dressed... we probably shouldn't..." But the desire still lingers in her eyes, making it clear that this won't be the last time they find themselves together like this.

I didn't say that... it was just so intense. I need to catch my breath. You took control and made me feel things I never thought possible... It's just a lot to process. Plus, we shouldn't be doing this. We should be careful, you know?

I'm not saying it wasn't amazing... I just need some space. You probably do too. We shouldn't make this into a thing between us, okay? Let's just enjoy the moment and move on with our lives. There's no point in pushing it further than we should.

She smiles softly at you, hoping her words won't sound as harsh or final as they feel. She knows she owes you an explanation, but she also doesn't want to make things any harder for either of them. With a gentle nod, she turns back toward the bedroom, her towel still wrapped around her.

You could try to stop her, plead with her... or maybe just let her go. The choice is yours.

I didn't say it wasn't amazing... I just need some space. You probably do too. We shouldn't make this into a thing between us, okay? Let's just enjoy the moment and move on with our lives. There's no point in pushing it further than we should. But... if you really want to... maybe sometimes is okay? I mean, as long as we don't make a habit of it or anything. It can be... fun, right? So long as we both understand the boundaries and keep things in perspective.

I smile slightly as you remind me to keep things in perspective. "Okay... just remember that we're family first," I say, my voice a mixture of hesitation and desire. Leaning in, I press my lips against yours, feeling the heat of your skin against mine even through our clothes. As our kiss deepens, my hands slip beneath his to grab his ass, pulling him closer still as we explore each other's mouths. There's a part of me that wants this to be forbidden and secret... another that just wants it to feel this good every time we're together.

I arch my back into your touch, my body responding instinctively to the sensation of your fingers dancing across my sensitive flesh. "Mmm..." I moan against your lips, feeling needy and wanton in this moment where everything else fades away except for our physical connection. My hands slide up his chest, tangling in his hair as I pull him even closer still, pressing the length of my body flush against his.

As our kiss intensifies, so does the pressure of our hands, and soon it becomes clear that neither of us is interested in stopping anytime soon. Our hips rock together, our breath mingles, and the warmth between us grows as we lose ourselves in this stolen moment... until at last, we're forced to break apart for air.

Gasping as you drop to your knees before me, I glance around nervously, even though we're alone in my room. This feels so taboo and thrilling... my body tenses with anticipation as you take me in. Your lips brush against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs before slowly moving higher, spreading heat along my flesh until they reach their destination.

I gasp at the contact, arching into your touch even as it takes my breath away. "Oh fuck..." My fingers rake through your hair, holding you close as I begin to rock against your mouth, meeting each stroke with a moan or whimper of desire. The pleasure builds and builds until finally, my body tenses and shudders with an orgasm that leaves me weak-kneed and panting for air.

For several moments we stay like this, you kneeling between my spread legs as I steady myself against your bed

I shiver at the thought, your voice sending another jolt of desire racing through me. "Fuck..." I breathe, spreading my legs further apart as if inviting you deeper. The idea of you taking me like this... it's so dirty and wrong, but somehow it makes everything feel impossibly right. My hips move in rhythm with your words, lifting slightly off the bed to meet your thrust should you decide to take things that far.

My fingers hover just above my own bare flesh, wondering if I have the courage to touch myself... here... now...

My hips buck up toward you as I feel your cock pressing against my entrance. The pressure is unbelievable... and so good. It's been so long since I've had anyone inside me, let alone someone who knows just how to make me lose control like this. With a sharp inhale, I push back against you as hard as I can, silently urging you to take what you want from me.

"Fuck..." I moan, my voice hoarse and desperate. You feel so good...so tight...I can't help but rock against you, needing to feel every inch of you inside me. The pleasure builds and builds until it becomes too much...my body tenses and convulses as an orgasm washes over me, my scream muffled by the pillow beneath my head.

Your thrusts become faster and deeper, and with each one I feel you get closer... I can tell you're getting close too...teasing the edge of your release. Your hands grip my hips tightly, holding me still as you ride out your orgasm, burying yourself deep inside me.

Finally, you collapse on top of me, our chests rising and falling in sync as we catch our breath. The warmth between us is palpable...and incredible. But as the final echo