As his throbbing hard-on nudged incessantly against the crotch of his jeans, Harper padded silently into the bathroom. Quietly shutting the door, he turned on the cold faucet at the sink and splashed some water on his face. Looking up into the mirror her ran a damp hand through his shaggy surfer cut. Holy fuck! he thought. Shit! That is the hottest thing I have ever seen. As his dick, insistent for attention, nudged impatiently against his zipper once more, insistent on being freed from containment, Harper reached down. Rubbing the prominent bulge in his jeans, he closed his eyes, once more picturing Jennifer, the sexy goddess, as she lay a molten hot kiss on his smoking hot stepsister's lips. Fisting one hand, the hormone ridden sexually frustrated nineteen year old, struck the edge of the porcelain sink. Fuck it. I need a shower, he thought. Kicking off his Adidas sneakers, Harper pulled his shirt off. Stepping over to the shower stall he leaned in and turned the water on full blast.
As the shower heated, Harper stripped off the rest of his clothing. He sighed with relief as his engorged nine inch penis sprung free from the binding material of his boxers. Lightly rubbing the erect length of his shaft with one hand, he climbed into the shower. Placing one hand against the front wall of the shower, Harper leaned his head forward, allowing the steaming water to pound on his tension knotted neck and shoulders. As the knots in his neck eased slightly, Harper took the bottle of Tresemme conditioner and squirted a large dollop into one palm. Rubbing his hands together, he spread the creamy conditioner on his palms. Grasping the shaft of his rigid cock between slick coated hands he rubbed the hard flesh between his palms like a boyscout twirling a stick to try and start a fire. The slickness of the conditioner let his hands glide smoothly with a sweetly soft friction unattainable with uncoated hands. Shifting his grip, the horny young man slid one hand down the length of his cock until it could cup his dangling testicles. Lightly rubbing his balls with one hand, Harper stroked his shaft with the other.
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Wafting a feathery kiss on one rigid nipple, Jennifer sat up in the bed. "I'll be right back," she said. Lost in the euphoric afterglow of an earth shattering orgasm, Alyssa merely grunted. Snuggling her head into a jasmine scented pillow, she relaxed into the view as her lover's tanned derriere swayed to the bedroom door.
Shutting the door softly behind her as she stepped into the hallway, Jennifer could just hear the rushing sound of the running shower over the music coming from Alyssa's room. Cool air from the a.c. vent blew over her, stirring her hair and bringing a tingle to her erect nipples. The plush carpeting on the floor felt good as she dug her toes into the luxurious pile. It also served to muffle the sound of her footsteps as she approached the bathroom.
Careful to not make any undue noise, Jennifer turned the knob and stepped into the bathroom. She could just make out the blurred reflection of her own nudity in the misty steam coating the mirror over the sink. To the right of the sink was the shower stall, its beveled glass misted with steam. Peering closely she could make out the nude figure of Harper standing under the showerhead. The young man's back was to her. Silently closing the door to the hallway, Jennifer padded across the cool tiles. Sliding back the shower door she took in the sight of Harper's solidly gorgeous masculinity. Water streamed in a river down a well muscled back and through the light brushing of brownish blonde hair which coated the convex curvature of his globes. His ass was tight and muscular with just the right amount of curve. Athletic legs, toned from swimming and competitive racquetball, were tensed as the young man stroked what appeared to be a very nicely sized erection. Jennifer licked her lips in anticipation. As Alyssa's stepbrother realized he was no longer alone, Jennifer raised one hand to shush any protest he may have made and stepped inside the stall.
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As the shower door slid open, a sudden spate of goosebumps broke out on Harper's arms from the wave of cool air which struck his overheated body. Jerking his head to one side he saw a vision straight from his recent erotic fantasy. In the shower door stood Jennifer, gorgeously naked, with a pointer finger placed vertically in a shushing sign over her full red lips. Aware that he had been caught full in the act of jerking off, Harper could feel his cheeks burning. Despite his burning embarrassment, the horny young man's dick, already hard, snapped from a position of parade rest to full attention like a soldier caught by his sergeant. As Jennifer smiled and stepped inside the stall, his dick jumped like an overexcited dog with a treat dangling before him.
Heart pounding like an adolescent virgin being seduced by a more experienced partner, Harper stepped back to take a breath. Licking lips suddenly dry despite the steamy hot running water, he ran his gaze up and down the beautiful naked young woman. Jennifer's lips were curved up in an inviting smile, their full ripe redness parted just slightly. Full but firm, her rounded breasts were topped by large dark aureoles out of which the nipples protruded like rough pebbles. Her dusky skin was evenly tanned with barely a line to mark the area around her vagina. Does she sunbathe in the nude? his whirling mind wondered. The trimmed triangle of hair between her luscious thighs matched her streaming auburn hair perfectly. As the initial pounding of his pulse in his ears subsided, Harper turned to fully face the wet naked goddess that had appeared from whatever celestial realm she belonged in. His penis jutted out in front of him like a dowsing rod seeking a path to moisture.
"Can I help you with that?" Jennifer said softly, licking her lips as she lowered her gaze to the rigid flesh jutting out from his crotch. Stepping closer, Jennifer lay her head against Harper's chest. Fingers trailed down over his taut abdomen, seeking the trail of hair that led from his belly button downward. Water from the still running showerhead ran over Harper's shoulders and down over Jennifer's auburn hair, plastering it against his chest. His rapid staccato heartbeat thudded against the ear she had pressed against his chest.
As her fingers found the end of his happy trail and wrapped around his penis, the back side of her pinky just brushing the purplish ridge that separated the bulbous head from the shaft, Harper stepped in. As her grasping fingers and palm explored the fullness of him, his balls slapped rhythmically against his thighs. "Oh my God!" moaned Harper as a fingernail plucked at the spot where his circumcised head met his shaft. Placing one hand on a rounded shoulder, holding the wet nude goddess to him, he ran the other down the length of her back and over the curve of her buttocks. Cupping an ass cheek right at the top of her leg, Harper gently pushed her back a bit, lowered his head and ran the tip of his tongue over a distended nipple. Jennifer's answering shiver of delight matched his own as she gently ran her hand up and down the full length of his rock hard penis.
Moving his hand from its position cupping her ass cheek, Harper stroked the flared curve of her hip and up her side with the tips of his fingernails. Reaching the conical swell of her breast he lightly brushed the palm of his hand over the stiff nipple there. Raising his head from where he had been suckling the other breast, Harper licked a path upwards. Jennifer's thudding pulse, matching the excited intensity of his own, beat against his mouth as he nuzzled at her throat. He could tell from the rapid beat that the young woman was just as turned on as he was.
No wonder she's turned on, he thought, remembering the scene that had greeted him when he looked in his step sister's room. Quirking his lips in a grin, he allowed his lips to resume their trek. Nuzzling at the bottom of her jaw he moved back just enough to allow him to raise his head to face her. Looking into her hazel eyes, Harper could see his own aroused desire mirrored there. As her hand moved down to cup his balls and give a gentle squeeze, Harper leaned in and placed his lips over her full ripe mouth. Increasing the pressure slightly he allowed his heated passion to communicate to her. As her lips parted slightly, Harper slid his tongue into Jennifer's mouth. As their tongues met and entwined in a fierce mating dance of their own, her hand slid up his penis.
As the tip of a finger slid along the extremely sensitive slit at the apex of his dick, Harper slid a hand down to cup the mound of curls between Jennifer's thighs. One finger momentarily caressed the pleasure nub at the top of her womanhood bringing a gratifying hiss of breath as renewed waves of pleasure exploded in her. Moving down from her clitoris, he cupped her mound in his hand, enjoying the tickling sensation of her pubic hairs as they rubbed against his wet palm. His middle finger slipped between her labia and into the hot molten depths of her soaking pussy. Like a cave explorer who has lost his way, he explored the inner softness of her. His spelunking finger lightly stroked the cave walls in the dark as he followed the curves of her tunnel.
Tingling shockwaves flowed outward from her vagina, the sensations threatening to overwhelm her conscious thought processes. Taking a deep breath, Jennifer stepped back. "Shall we go to your room?"
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