Wrong Can Still Be Right Ch. 02

The master bathroom was a wonder to behold; everywhere he looked was marble, glass, and polished metal. There was a hot tub, sauna, what could only be a Roman bath, and even a full bar. I've never seen a nicer place to take a shit, Jake reflected.

Standing under one of the showerheads in a corner far from the shower door, Jake spent a confused moment trying to find something to twist, turn, or flip to get the water going. At last he found a single steel button recessed in the wall. Here goes nothing. He pressed it and was immediately assaulted on all sides by forceful sprays of water. "At least," he sputtered, "nothing's shooting up my ass." Fucking Japanese toilets.

Jake noticed a small black screen he'd overlooked near the button that displayed "90 degrees" in a soft blue. He tapped the topside of the screen with a knuckle, and was pleased to notice the temperature increased. Nice, he had to admit. He loved a good, hot shower.

He was finished washing and almost finished rinsing when, faintly, he heard the shower door open and shut. "Hello?" he called. Wearing her white bikini, Megan glided toward him through the steam-filled room. Jake grinned. "Hey."

Megan winked. "Hey yourself." She glanced down, then back up. "Nice cock, by the way." It had begun to harden as soon as he saw her.

"Weren't we making a big deal out of the first time we saw each other naked?" he asked, water continuing to cascade down his back and shoulders.

"How's this for a big deal?" Sinking to a crouch, Megan took Jake's dick into one hand and began to slowly pump it. "Or this?" Megan's eyes locked on his as she leaned forward and kissed the underside of his shaft near the head, sucking lightly.

Jake gasped in surprise. Megan laughed softly. "Nothing to say to your sist- no, sorry, your girlfriend? Good, I don't want to banter." She settled down further, resting on her knees. "It's rude to talk with your mouth full." With that, she took Jake 's entire cock into her mouth in one smooth motion that enveloped him.

Jake nearly screamed. Taking it inch by inch, as if savoring every bit of it, Megan slowly withdrew him. She popped him out. "Let's give you something to look at," she said with her half-grin. She unhooked the top of her swimsuit, exposing her small breasts. She tweaked both nipples for him, turning them from soft peaks into hard nubs with a few light touches. "I guess they're happy to see you, too," she observed. She returned to his cock, taking it lightly in hand before giving slow, wet kisses to the head and sensitive underside. Her mouth traveled up and down his shaft, her soft tongue snaking out along its entirety, bathing him.

Jake reached out blindly to slap at the shower's off button but grazed the screen instead, turning the water from an all-sides blast to a soft overhead downpour. Megan giggled; her hair began to quickly dampen. "Blowing you in the rain. There's something erotic about that - leave it on." She slid him back into her mouth; her left hand slipped into her bikini bottoms, and Jake could see her fingers moving under the thin material as she toyed with her clit.

Jake watched as Megan's head began to bob up and down as she worked his cock, moving a little less slowly than before. Her free hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, jacking him lightly in synch with her movement. Warm water ran down her nearly nude body in waves; tiny waterfalls fell from her breasts to splatter on the marble floor. Her green eyes never once drifted from his and she sucked him in and out, in and out.

Jake felt his cock slide deeper into his sister's mouth as she took more and more of him in. Before long he was sliding down the back of her throat, and she had begun to moan intermittently in pleasure as she continued to masturbate in front of him. Jake felt the tiny vibrations from her moaning travel along the length of his dick as she continued to pleasure him, now moving faster than before.

Megan was thoroughly soaked by now. Her hair was plastered to her head and her bikini bottoms clung to her as if they were painted on. Megan's fingers played along her clit more rapidly, and she began to unknowingly pull her bottoms down and out, exposing the tiniest hint of her pussy to Jake. He could just make out a small, trimmed thatch of brown pubic hair.

Megan's moans increased in volume and length, rippling over Jake's cock. She stroked him faster than she sucked him now, milking him twice as fast as her head could keep up. Jake felt his juices begin to build as his balls began to contract. He felt his entire body slowly seize up from the tips of his toes to the tip of his cock; it was nearly time. "Megan," he said hoarsely. "Oh my God... I can't hold on..."

Megan moaned urgently, signaling him with her eyes that she was ready. She focused her mouth on the head of his cock, jacking the full length of him now as her tongue lapped over his head continuously. Jake shouted at the top of his lungs, and with a rippling iron squeeze he felt from his asshole to the tip of his cock he shot load after load into his sister's slurping mouth. Megan gave a muffled scream as she came herself, her eyes glazed in erotic bliss. Jake could see her throat working again and again to swallow every drop he gave her.

When he was finally dry, Jake collapsed against the shower wall, sliding down the wet marble to the floor with a squeal of wet skin on wet stone. Megan fell into his arms, gasping for air with him. Drenched in water, steam, and sweat, they sat still for a long time, neither wanting to move and interrupt their post-coital high. When at last they had to, it was Megan who turned the water off and helped Jake to his feet.

She gave him a searching look. "Are you alright?" she asked.

"Never. Ever. Better."

Megan laughed. "You know, I'm going to need practice if I'm ever going to get any better at this."

"You... know where to find me," he managed weakly.

Megan helped him out of the shower and toweled him off before pushing him gently out into the Master suite toward its king-size bed. "Take a nap, big bro. I'll get you in an hour."

Jake lay down, and happily let the darkness take him.