6 comments/ 192760 views/ 31 favorites Hot Bath By: SunrockSin It had been a long trip back from school and after spending much of the afternoon unloading his car Scott was looking forward to grabbing a beer and simply relaxing. He thought about putting on a bathing suit and going out to the pool but it was full of leaves and he wasn't about to waste his time cleaning the pool. Instead he grabbed his beer and wandered into the bathroom and began filling the bathtub with hot water. His dorm room only had a shower and though he rarely took baths, he looked forward to easing into the water and sipping a beer. As the tub was filling, he walked back into the kitchen and grabbed a second beer, "Hell no use running out of beer halfway through my bath," he thought to himself. He heard a call pull up in the drive as he headed back toward the bathroom. Peeking out of the window he noticed his sister was home. He hollered out, "Hey sis, I'm just stepping into the bathtub. I'll talk when I get out." He could have met her at the door, given her a hug and then been trapped filling her in on all the things she was missing out on while going to the local junior college instead of going off to the university like him, but he didn't want the bath water to get cold or his beer to get warm. He convinced himself that they could always talk later, so he locked the bathroom door and quickly undressed. Turning off the water, he cupped his hand over his balls and lowered himself into the steaming fluid. As his body got used to the heat, he slowly removed his hand from his balls and reached out for the beer. The bottle was dripping from condensation and the cold liquid was so refreshing. He closed his eyes and began daydreaming, letting his mind wander. Before long he found himself thinking of his girlfriend, who had returned to her parent's home halfway across the country just a few days earlier. Remembering how she let him go down on her for the first time the night before she left, he pictured the way her lips slowly opened as his tongue slid up and down their length. He loved seeing his tongue opening her, exposing the tender pink inside and he wished he could taste her again. Now he could only imagine the tart, salty taste of her as his tongue burrowed deep into her pussy. Picturing how he began to move her hips, grinding herself against his face as he ran his tongue over her clit, he reached his hand to the soap and lathered it up. He gently wrapped his fingers around his hard cock as he continued daydreaming about eating his girlfriend. Watching his hand slide up and down the length of his cock, he watched the large purplish head poking through the top of his fist. Feeling the sensation roll down his cock, he moaned... Suddenly the bathroom door burst open and his sister shouted, "Hey, back from... oh my, what have we here?" "Damn it Jeanie," he growled, pulling up his knees as he tried to hide his erection. This had been a game of theirs since they figured out how to pick the bathroom lock. Through the years the fun had often led to some embarrassing moments as one of them screamed, "Get out," while the other just giggled. "Okay, okay, you got me. You know this was funny back when we were kids but now..." Scott paused, noticing an odd look on his sister's face. He wasn't sure what she was thinking until she turned and locked the door. Suddenly he realized that the old fun and games were gone for good. "What are you doing, sis?" "I think I should be asking you that, brother," she said, kneeling down beside the bathtub. "Come on, put your legs down and let me see." Scott reluctantly lowered his legs, fully exposing his cock as it slowly began to soften. "Is that okay now?" he asked. She didn't say a word, she simply reached out, grabbed the soap, lathered up her hand and took a firm hold of him. Working her hand up and down the length of him, she smiled as his cock quickly hardened again. While she continued stroking his cock with her right hand, she ran the fingers of her left up his chest to his nipples. Scott felt her gently pinch his nipples as he watched her expertly continue to jack him off. It seemed so odd to see her long, thin fingers wrapped around him. Slowly he looked up to her face and he noticed her staring right at him, watching his every expression as she continued manipulating him. Completely blown away by the situation Scott simply gave in to the sensations rushing through his body. Before long he felt a pressure building in his balls he began to pump his hips up and down, fucking his sister's hand. Just as he was getting close, she pulled her hand away and quickly splashed water on him, rinsing the soap off his cock and balls. Then she leaned forward and took the head into her mouth as she started stroking the shaft again with one hand and carefully caressed his balls with the other. Seeing his cock slip in and out of his sister's mouth was all he could take and in just a few moments he lifted his hips and came, spurting his hot cum into her mouth. He could see her swallow once without moving her head and then she continued sucking as she milked the last of the cum from his cock. Only then did she release him and swallow once again. She then grabbed his beer and took a long swig. "You know Scott, if I'm going to do that again, you're going to have to do something about that bitter taste. I'll tell you later what you need to do to sweet up your cum," she said as she stood up and walked to the door. As the door opened Scott said, "That's all, you do that and just leave?" "Mom should be getting home in just a few minutes, I'm not sure she would approve. Her and dad are going out tonight, so I think I'll take my bath around eight or so." She smiled and then slipped through the door, closing it behind her. Hot Bath Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy written by Etaski. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this story, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Etaski 2010 This is an experiment in second person storytelling. I realized that second person is often done well in roleplaying games (RPGs), of which I'm very fond. A Necanthrope is a creature out of the urban horror RPG, "SLA Industries" by Nightfall Games. A bit like a vampire that feeds on nightmares and energy instead of blood (though that's not the whole extent), they are also what an Ebon becomes-- immortal, powerful, and twisted-- should they actually return from "the White" after their mortal body has died. Ebons are a race of mortal, gifted humans who use their "flux" to create magical effects, and they can be taken as a vassal by a Necanthrope and bound to them. Some are thrilled to be chosen, others less so. ^^^^^ Mort City. Agony's penthouse. 652 SD. It's been said that if you get the water of a bath hot enough, a Necanthrope can actually feel it. Heated water creates steam; grey mist rises and flows from the bath, cloaking the mirror in a veil that allows only the vaguest reflection of what is actually there to be seen. If it's been long enough, the air is heavy with water as it enters the lungs, making it seem difficult to breathe. It hangs in the air as fog, obscuring a clear sight of what is languishing in your bathtub. You can hear the water, though, swishing and swirling around a naked body. There are three thick candles lit; they are the only source of light and they glow bright with visible halos around each flame. Occasionally you can see twinkling colors as the light reflects off the water droplets suspended in the air. As you get closer to the tub, you see only her head is above the surface of the water, black hair framing her lovely Ebon's face, its length floating atop the water like seaweed. The rest of her pale form is stretched out underneath the dark water, vague and fuzzy around the edges like your reflection in the mirror. Her eyes as she watches are you a blank, pure white. "Agony." She sounds pleased to see you. "You've been gone long. I was starting to get impatient, until I saw what a nice, large bath you have. Join me, won't you, my vassal?" You don't have much choice; she raises one pale hand from the water, her nails matte black, and snaps her fingers. You feel something shift and pull painfully inside your mind and you begin to interdermalize your Deathsuit, leaving you quite nude in front of her. You see her smile; her lips colored her favorite color: raven red, so dark it appears black in most light. You also see her metallic, sharp teeth as her perfect Ebon visage falters for a moment; she seems—in that brief instant—tired. And clearly she is quite hungry. "Agony." You step closer and lift one foot to test the water with your toe. It is scalding! You put your foot back on the bathmat at the side of the tub and do not climb in. "Join me," she repeats, sounding impatient. You try to explain that the temperature would burn you; it is too hot to tolerate. You are close enough now to see that her skin is still deathly pale. Not even the faintest blush, though the skin of any living creature would be lobster red sitting in water that hot. Her scowl is unforgiving of such squeamishness. Then she smiles a cruel smile. "My pet," she purrs. You discover she is not talking to you when you feel something cold and hard wrap around your ankle. It is Syn, her Gore Cannon; the living weapon that you care for from time to time, and it constricts its tentacle to hold you firmly by the foot. Syn waits, however, until you've shouted in alarm and try to pull free before it yanks backward, throwing you off balance. You fall headfirst into the burning hot water; the rush of heat across your body, all of your skin, is so intense it feels agonizingly cold. You resurface yelling, angry and in pain. Your mistress wraps her arms around you from the back, her mouth next to your ear. "Quiet, vassal, quiet," she hisses, nipping your earlobe with sharp, needle teeth. Her hands stretch out across your bare chest, which is now blushing brightly with heat rash, touching you intimately and familiarly like a fine possession. You swear you can feel other mouths, one set in each of her palms, and the teeth are nibbling at your skin, teasing your nipples with tiny tongues. Her dark red lips are kissing your shoulder, and you slowly become accustomed to the heat of the water as your feel her feed you a little of her own flux, just enough to take the edge off the pain. She slithers out from behind you and water sloshes out of the tub and onto the floor as she encourages you onto your back. She wants to straddle you, lie atop you. She eagerly kisses your mouth, scratches your heat-tender lips with those teeth, sucks at the tiny wounds as the blood flows faster than it would if your blood wasn't thinned by heat. Your head is just above the water; you struggle to keep it so, but your mistress continues to kiss you, becoming insistent and more passionate. She pushes you beneath the surface, still mauling your mouth with her kiss. You squeeze your eyes shut against the hot water and hold your breath; you feel the back of your head touch the bottom of the tub. Surely she knows you have to breathe? Surely she wouldn't drown you this way? The kiss is endless beneath the water; your lungs burn, your body cries for air. At last you can wait no longer and start to fight against your mistress, struggling to get your nose and mouth above water. She is angry that you are fighting, perhaps doesn't realize why. She growls and is completely unaffected by the water that rushes into her mouth and yours. You choke, and start to inhale the searing water. Your struggling becomes more desperate than ever before. All at once you are lifted up, coughing and vomiting up water out of your lungs. The air seems frigid, so cold on your skin, but it tastes delicious as you gulp it into your deprived body. Your mistress guides you to lean over the side of the tub to finish coughing up water and regaining your breath. Just as you are starting to calm down from your panic, you open your eyes and see Syn sitting on the wet bathroom floor in front of you like a bloated lapdog. It flings out two tentacles, shining metallic in the candlelight, and wraps one around each of your wrists and pulls you taut. You can hear your mistress giggling as she grabs hold of your thighs to catch you, holding you bent at the waist over the edge of the tub, face-down. Only your legs from mid-thigh down remain in the steaming water. "Jorn! What are you doing?! Let me go!" You don't know if you've ever protested this loudly before; you can't remember. She gives no hint of how you were supposed to react; in fact, she ignores you. Syn holds you still, and holds you helpless; your wrists, elbows, and stomach are not even touching the cold tiles on the floor. She blows her cool breath over your buttocks then places one cool hand on each side, the teeth in her palms threatening to bite into your flesh if you struggle too hard. Then she spreads them apart. Cold air touches the sensitive ring of flesh she just exposed. "Mmm," you heard her purr deep in her throat, and you jump like a startled alley rat when her tongue swirls wetly around your sphincter before darting inside, entering you to a disturbing depth once, and then again. Surely her tongue has never been that long...? You protest, tell her to stop. You don't want this. All the same, your mind becomes clouded and the sensations you feel are intense; her hands massaging your muscle, those teeth just barely scraping your skin, her tongue darting in and out before rimming around the edges of your anus. Against your will your erection begins to grow against the side of the tub, and your breathing—already ragged from the tub's edge pressing into your abdomen—becomes even more difficult. Your concentration suffers, and you lose track of how long she holds you there, using your ass as her plaything, though you do become aware that she starts to alternate between using her tongue and her fingers. Her sharp fingernails are a stark contrast to the soft wetness of that snaking tongue. At last, Jorn rises up off you and Syn yanks you the rest of the way out of the tub onto the floor. Your dick is still hard, aching by this point; she never touched it once. The room is still clouded by steam, the light of the candles dim and insufficient to see the expression on your mistress's face as she rolls you over onto your back, dripping water from the tub that falls on you like rain. "Agony." She kneels straddling you, one knee on either side of your hips. "You'd better not cum until I tell you." Syn still holds your wrists above your head; you can't touch her as she slides your erection deep inside her. Nor can you do anything but lie there and let her fuck you to her black heart's content. Her continued kisses are still painful; your lips have not recovered from the abuse in the tub. Every once in a while, you feel the same teeth that brush your body and cut into your lips also caress the length of your member. Even her cunt has metal teeth. You don't dare fight anymore. And you don't dare cum. She begins to draw flux from you as she moves faster; overwhelming tiredness coats you like a heavy blanket though you are dying to climax. You make an unintelligible sound—of protest, or for mercy. She will undoubtedly leave you nearly empty. She doesn't acknowledge your wordless groans; her Ebon form grows more beautiful with each stroke, her pale skin seems to glow bright as the candles. Her final cry, while sounding pleased, reminds you of the denizens in Downtown who are always hungry. "Now," she murmurs and feeds a portion of your own flux back to you, now tainted with Necanthrope essence, and the surge of power pushes you into orgasm. You cry out, raw and ecstatic, and then pass out. "Delicious boy..." It's a mere whisper inside your mind. You wake up alone, curled up on your side, naked and chilled and shivering on the bathroom tiles. There are red marks on your wrists where Syn held you, though those will fade in a few hours. Your mouth bleeds, as do your sides from fingernail scratches and bite marks. There are very thin, very shallow scrapes on your limp, tired manhood as well. You have barely enough strength to drag yourself out of your own bathroom and into your own bed, where you fall asleep instantly. And dream turbulent dreams the rest of the night. Hot Bath Ch. 02 "Damn," Scott thought to himself, "one week up at school and my fucking parents demand I come home for the weekend." He even had tickets to the football game, but no, he had to come home and help with the hurricane cleanup. So now he was stuck here with no electricity, meaning no A/C, no TV, no computer, no internet and now that his cell phone needed charging, no cell phone. Since he broke up with his girlfriend there had also been no sex now for what, fucking a month. Well, there was sex, but at this point, after all he had done with his girlfriend jacking off just didn't count. Besides without DVD and the internet the only porn he could scrape together was a Playboy his dad had been saving, some special edition with the girls of the Big Twelve. Sitting on the couch he leafed through the magazine, trying to find at least something to get himself worked up about while his parents were out chasing down some supplies at the FEMA sites. The only other person around was his sister, that tease of a cunt who last semester slipped into the bathroom, gave him a blowjob and then practically dared him to come join her in the shower. Well, he hadn't got close to her since. She spent that night at a friend's and then she was off here and there until school started. She was now going to the same university as Scott, but, although they rode together, she brought along a friend and once they got to school they were at different corners of the campus. Even coming home for the hurricane they had someone along, otherwise Scott would have done her on the way home. Even now he had no idea where she was at until: "Sitting like that I can practically see everything you have," came a voice from the doorway. "Well after you walked in on my bath that time I figure I have no secrets from you," he replied, reaching down and adjusting his erection. "Oh, that's even better, why not just whip it out?" "And what if I did?" "Well who knows, I just might..." "You just might... yeah, just like last time. You suck me off and when I come to see you, you are gone." "Yeah, about that, I meant..." "What did you mean?" "I wanted to talk... I was afraid." "Afraid, you grab my cock, stroke it up and down, slip in your mouth and swallow my cum, hell my girlfriend wouldn't even do that." "I didn't want you to think I was a slut, a slut like that girlfriend of yours," she said crying. Dropping the magazine, he stood up, took her in his arms and said, "Come on Jeanie, I wouldn't think that." "That's the only thing I have done, I mean with my boyfriends. I'll use my hands to make them come, and used my mouth only once or twice." "You seemed so good at it," Scott said, remembering the time in the bath tub. "Oh you're just saying that." "No sis, you were better than Cathy every was, and like I said, she never swallowed. But I didn't think you were a slut, a tease maybe, after you didn't let me, do anything else," he said, running his fingers through her hair and then turning his body so they were completely face to face. He leaned his head to her and whispered, "I mean it, you were really good," he began grinding his hips, rubbing his hard cock against her thigh. "You were big," Jeanie replied, moving herself so she could feel her brother's cock against her clit. "You said you only did those things to your boyfriends, did they do anything for you?" "A few of them fingered me, but that all seemed like it was for them too," she replied. "Well yeah, it probably was, but they didn't do anything else?" "No." "Did they make you come?" "No." "You haven't come?" "Oh yeah I've come, but not with a guy." "A girl?" "No you perv, just by myself." Scott reached his hands up under her blouse and pushed her bra up over her breasts. He cupped them with his hands and asked, "They ever do this." "Of course," Jeannie replied. He pulled up blouse up over her breasts and lowered his head, and ran his tongue over her right nipple, he then moved over to the left one and began sucking on it. "They've done that too." "Did you like it?" "A little," she replied, "I like it now." He hooked his fingers under her shorts and panties and worked them down while he began kissing down from her breasts, over her stomach and as he kneeled and pulled her clothes to the floor his lips and tongue ran through her pubic hair and over her tight slit. Once kneeling before her, he leaned forward and gently kissed the slit again, "Have they done this?" "No," she replied, her breathing was visibly faster. "Put your clothes here and lay down on my bed," Scott whispered. As she moved toward the bed, pulling the clothes the rest of the way off of her, Scott moved to his door, closed it, making sure it was locked. As he turned he saw his sister on the bed with her legs and arms crossed, covering herself up as much as she could. Moving towards her, Scott pulled off his shirt, his shorts and underwear. When he reached the foot of the bed he said, "Now Jeanie, you have seen me completely, you see me now completely naked, don't you think I should see you." She nodded and uncrossed her arms. Scott looked at his sister's breasts. He had seen them when he was younger and occasionally by accident as they grew up, but now he was seeing them on his adult sister for the first time. They were small and the nipples and areola were very light, almost matching the surrounding skin. It was all so virginal, so innocent and yet this woman had given him an incredible blow job the last time they were together. "Your legs too," Scott said, gently nudging her ankles as she spread her legs some. "Wider," he urged, looking down at the light curls of her pubic hair, the tight slit, slightly pinker than her thighs and stomach. Almost reverently Scott kneeled and moved toward her while he grabbed her thighs and pulled her to him. He began by kissing her thighs and working up and then over. It had been at least a day since they both had showered but although the scent from between her legs was strong, it was not obtrusive, and he ran his tongue from one end of her slit up towards the clit. He did that several more times as it slowly opened to him. Lifting his head, he slowly worked a finger into her pussy while admiring how her pussy lips blossomed open to him. They curved so delicately that he wanted to suck and taste every inch of her, but he suddenly heard her moan. Reminding himself this was for her, he pulled his fingers out and slipped his tongue into her wet opening, taking a deep taste before concentrating on her pleasure. He savored the tangy taste of his sister's pussy for just a moment and then moved his tongue up to her clit. He slowly circled the tiny nub while working first one and then a second finger into her pussy. Feeling the tight band of skin along the top he gently worked his fingers in and out of her. Jeanie began to move her hips, slowly lifting them, pushing herself against him. Scott gently sucked her clit into his mouth and lightly sucked, letting his tongue just barely touch it. He could feel his sister's fingers in his hair and felt his head lifting up and down as she pushed herself harder and harder against him. She then cried out loudly and collapsed back on the bed, her whole body trembling. Scott could feel her pussy contracting on his fingers again and again as he carefully moved his mouth off her sensitive clit. As the convulsions in her pussy subsided he slid his fingers out of her and then he stood up, his cock pointing straight out. Looking down at her, with her legs open, her pussy glistening in her juices, still quivering from her orgasm he wanted to fall upon her and shove his cock deep inside her. But no, he couldn't, it would simply hurt her too much. The way he had himself worked up he simply couldn't control himself enough not to hurt her, so instead, he reached up and began stroking his cock. Since he had just gone down on his sister, ate her pussy until she came and now looked over her beautiful, innocent naked body he was so incredible turned on that it took just seconds of stroking before he felt the pleasure shoot up through his balls and then down the length of his cock. Looking down at his sister, he saw her eyes focus on him, her face showing amazement as his cock exploded, spurting a high arc of cum to splash on her breasts, once, twice and a third time before he fell onto his knees between her legs and one last spurt dripped down into her pubic hair. "Oh Scott," she exclaimed, "that was so..." Suddenly they heard a car door slam. "Oh fuck, it's mom and dad!" Scott said. He grabbed his sister's clothes, tossed them to her and ran and unlocked his door. He watched her use her blouse to wipe up the cum before she ran past him to her room. She paused at her door, looked back at Scott and then held her blouse to her nose and took a deep whiff. "I smell you," she said. She then closed and locked her door while Scott did the same. Looking over at his bed he saw a wet spot where his sister's sat up and he rubbed it with his shirt, trying to sop up as much as her juices as he could. He then tossed another shirt over it and held the wet shirt to his nose. "And I smell you Sis," he said to himself. Hot Bath Ch. 03 Scott walked into the kitchen pulling off his gloves, opened the ice chest on the floor and pulled out a bottle of water. He screwed off the top and took a long drink feeling the soft plastic actually draw inward as he sucked the water into his mouth. He finally set the empty bottle down on the counter and said, "It's hot as hell out there." "It's not much better in here. It wasn't bad until today, but now, well just look at me, I'm covered in sweat," his sister Jeanie replied. "Yeah, kind of sexy." "Me covered in sweat?" "You know there's nothing like the scent of a woman who has been working out. Covered with a light sheen of perspiration they get kind of an earthy sweet scent to them that is simply incredible," he said, leaning his head down near his sister's neck. Pushing him back, "Don't you go sniffing me. Damn what I wouldn't give for a hot bath." "Where's mom and dad?" "There out again, trying to meet with the FEMA people and then the insurance people. Most likely in an air conditioned building," Jeanie answered. "A cold shower would cool me off, what about you sis?" "I said hot bath, not cold shower." "After this weekend we go back to school and mom and dad will be standing in line for a long time. This may be our best and last chance to solve your virginity problem, if you still want me to do it." "But I'm so dirty and I stink." "We'll take a shower." "It will be freezing," she replied. "Look as hot as it is, the water in the pipes will be warm for a minute or so. Why don't we jump in, get wet and turn off the water. We can then lather up and rinse off. If we are quick enough it won't get too cold." "What if they come home, I mean they almost caught us last time." "You know those lines will take hours. Come on," Scott said, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the stairs. As they ran up the stairs they both started pulling off their tee shirts so by the time they reached the master bathroom they were both naked. Scott looked over at his sister, reached a hand out to her breast, but she turned away, "No, not until we shower." She moved into the bathroom, opened the glass shower door and stepped inside. Scott followed her so when she stopped, he let his erection poke her in the ass. Jeanie reached around and grabbed it, pulling him closer. Still holding his cock, she whispered, "Now turn on the water." The water splashed down on them and they moved quickly, sliding around each other to get completely wet. Scott then turned it off and said, "See, that's wasn't so bad." "It was freezing," Jeanie cried out, "just look at this." Scott looked at her and saw she was pointing to her nipples, which were erect and enormous. He grabbed the bar of soap, lathered up his hands and reached out to palm her breasts. His soapy hands circled around her breasts, then down her stomach and around to her ass, where he cupped her cheeks and kneaded them while pulling her toward him. His cock slid up against her stomach as then came together. Jeanie had soaped her hands by then and reached around to Scott's ass where she squeezed him. After a moment or two, she moved her hands around to the front and began scrubbing his cock. He pushed his hips forward, letting her work his cock and balls. Finally snapping to his senses, Scott said, "We better not get too lathered up or it will take too long to rinse off." They pulled apart and individually finished cleaning themselves. Finally Scott turned the water back on and they both rinsed off, screaming as the cold water cover them. They both grabbed towels and dried off before moving into the master bedroom. Not wanting to mess up the bed, Scott tossed a towel onto the floor and kneeled, holding his hand out in invitation to his sister. As Jeanie sat down, Scott leaned forward and began kissing her, letting his tongue slip in and out of her mouth. She leaned back as he moved his mouth down her body, first to her breasts and then to her nipples, sucking the hard knobs into his mouth and then running his face over them. He continued kissing down her body, sliding his tongue down her stomach, through the pool of water in her belly button and then down through her damp curly hair. The tip of his tongue slid over her clit and then continued down her slit until it pierced her, sliding into her pussy. Scott fucked her with his tongue until she was very wet, then he slipped one finger and then a second into her. He moved them slowly in and out of her pressing upward trying to stretch the hymen without hurting her. He then moved in between her legs but then paused. Looking into her eyes he asked, "Are you ready?" She nodded. "Are you sure you want it this way? I mean with me." She nodded again. "Okay, this will probably hurt some," he said, moving himself forward. He guided his cock down toward her, but she reached out and took hold of him, pulling him. Scott watched as she opened her lips with her fingers and then guided him into her wet opening. Scott immediately felt the resistance and pushed gently as the head compressed and eased into her. He could feel her gasp a bit and then relax. Leaning down onto her, he slowly pushed his cock into her centimeter by centimeter. Feeling her tremble beneath him he whispered, "Are you okay? Should I stop?" "No don't stop," she gasped. He pushed his hips toward her in a quick thrust and it felt as if something gave way as he slid into the hilt. As his cock moved into her, he heard her whimper so once again he stopped. "Please don't stop Scott, I want you to fuck me." "But if it hurts..." "It hurt, but it also feels good." Hearing that, he slowly withdrew and then thrust back into her. As he continued moving in and out of her, she began to respond to him and was soon lifting her hips to meet his thrust. Glancing down, he could see his cock moving in and out of her, her pussy lips opening to him, pursing outward as he withdrew. His cock glistened in her juices. There was a slight hint of red, but it didn't look like she was bleeding. The sight of his cock disappearing into his sister and the feel of her raising up to meet him soon became too much for him and he felt his balls begin to tighten. He wanted to hold off so she could come, but wasn't sure if she would do it this time. Rather than make this a long encounter, he let himself go and simply enjoyed the sensation of his sister's pussy on his cock. After a few more thrusts he felt his balls tighten and a jolt of pleasure shot through his cock. He arched his back and came, spurting his cum deep into his sister's pussy. His original plan was to pull out as he came, but the way she felt all he wanted to do was push as deep as he could into her body. Pushing his cock to the hilt, he felt it twitch again and again as he pumped more cum into her. "Are you okay?" he whispered. "Yes, it hurts some, but feels nice too," she replied. Scott remained on top of her as his cock began to shrink. He wondered what it would feel like... "What the hell?" Scott heard his father scream and pulled his cock out of his sister. He looked behind him and saw his mother and father standing at the door into the bedroom. Rolling over onto his ass, Scott saw his sister grab the towel and holding it over her pussy she stood up and rushed toward her room. Jumping up, Scott slipped past his parents and ran into his room, locking the door behind him. As he stood in his room, still completely naked he leaned against the door and slid his hands down over his face. "What will happen now?" he asked himself. Suddenly there was a bright light shining on him and as his eyes quickly adjusted, he realized the power had just come back on. Sliding down his door he sat on the floor and began laughing. Hot Bath Ch. 04 Scott sat on the floor naked for nearly an hour as he pondered what his parents might do to him and Jeanie. "Damn," he thought, "we were so careless." He should have known better than to do it right there in the master bedroom. But hell, Jeanie was right there, naked, her skin still damp from the shower, it just seemed so right to fall onto the floor and make love. Yeah she asked him to fuck her but that's not what he would call it. He had fucked his girlfriend and a few other women, but with Jeanie what happened was so different. Scott wondered how she was, so he stood up, pulled on some underwear and shorts and grabbed his cell phone. He dialed his sister's number. "Jeanie, it's Scott, are you okay?" "Well let's see, my mom and dad just walked in on me while I am naked on the floor with my brother. How do you think I am?" "What do you think they will do?" "I don't know Scott, I don't plan to come out of my room for the time being." "Me either. Jeanie, did I hurt you bad?" "It hurt a little bit, a sting sort of. It's not bad now, kind a burning like I'm chafed, though I think I pulled a muscle running past mom and dad." "You did move fast." "What was I supposed to do?" "I don't know sis, I don't know," Scott said, shaking his head. "Okay, I may sneak down and grab an MRE for dinner, do you want one?" "So, I'm not real hungry, I think I'll just go to bed early." "Okay Jeanie, hey, I love you." "I love you too Scott." He hung up his phone and grabbed his laptop bag. Opening up the bag, Scott pulled out his computer, hooked up his power supply and turned it on. As the computer was booting up he realized he wouldn't be able to get the internet unless the computer downstairs in the study was on. Moving over to his door, he unlocked it and peeked into the hallway. Seeing the coast was clear, he rushed downstairs, turned on the computer and then headed into the kitchen. Scott grabbed one MRE, then opened the ice chest and grabbed a bottle of water. He quickly headed back upstairs and was able to get back into his room without running into either of his parents. Once in the room he tried to get onto the internet, but was unable to get it up and running. After about twenty minutes trying to connect to several wireless networks in the area he gave up and sat down to prepare his MRE. After eating he slipped into bed and in the air conditioning he quickly fell asleep. The next morning he woke up, glanced out of the window and saw it would be another sunny, but probably hot day. He noticed his father's car was gone and hoped his mother went with him. Still wearing just his shorts he slipped out of his door into the hallway. His sister's door was closed and he assumed she was still asleep, so he went to go downstairs when he heard, "Scott, would you come here, I want to talk to you." It was his mother. Scott walked into the bedroom and said, "Oh hi mom." "Please close the door," was all she said. Scott quietly closed the door and stepped into the room. He looked at his mother, who was wearing one of her tattered old robes. She had a towel wrapped around her head and noticing the bathroom light was one he figured she had just stepped out of the shower. "I want to talk to you about what I saw yesterday in this very room," she said sternly. Scott nodded, wondering just what the consequences were going to be. He stood silently as his mother uncomfortably moved closer to him. She whispered, "When I saw Jeanie looking so blissful... When I saw you on top of her..." she paused. "When you jumped up and ran out I, ah... I saw..." Moving closer to him, she stood right in front of him just inches away. Suddenly she opened her robe, letting it fall to the floor and she grabbed him, pulling him against her. Scott felt his mother's naked breasts press against his chest as his mother's hands ran down his back and clasped on his ass, squeezing it as she pulled him against her. He then felt her hand move around and grasp his cock through his shorts and begin stroking. When he was fully erect she reached into his shorts and clasped his cock in her left hand. Still holding his hard cock she slowly backed up until she could sit on the bed. She then grabbed his shorts and pulled them to the ground. Immediately grabbing his cock again with her left hand, she grabbed a vial of lube that was sitting on the bed. Popping the top with her fingers, she poured it over him, sliding her hand up and down his shaft as she stared at it mesmerized. He could hear her murmuring, "It's so big, so big." Finally snapping to her senses she looked up at him and said, "Scott, you are so big, so much bigger than your father." She then scooted back on the bed, moved her feet up and opened her legs. Pulling his cock to her, she guided it to her pussy and as she leaned back onto the bed, she opened her lips and pulled his cock to them. Scott moved forward and while still standing leaned his hips forward and slowly pushed his cock into his mother's pussy. It slipped in easily and soon he was pushed in to the hilt. As his mother whispered, "Now fuck me Scott, fuck me with your big cock," he withdrew slightly and then thrust back into her. Looking down, he watched as his mother began to rub her clit with her fingers as his cock slid in and out of her. She moaned loudly and by his fourth or fifth thrust she arched her back and hissed, "I'm coming, oh Scott I'm coming." He slowed his motion as he felt his mother's pussy pulsate over his cock. After a few moments the convulsions subsided and he started moving again sliding in and out of her with a quickening rhythm. All the while Scott was thrusting and withdrawing his mother continued whispering, "Oh it's so good. It's been so long since I came." Looking down on his mother he saw her breasts bouncing as his continued pumping his cock into her. Peeking up at her face he saw her eyes closed and face contort in pleasure. He felt her legs close in on him and her hands grabbed his arms and squeezed hard as she suddenly came again. He paused his thrusting and once again felt the walls of his mother's pussy squeezing his cock again and again. Now as he began moving in and out of her again, she reached up and toyed with his nipples, pinching them and running her fingers over them. At one point, she pulled herself up and ran her tongue and mouth over a nipple. She sucked it and then bit it lightly. The sensation of her on his cock combined with the feelings shooting though his nipples overcame him and he thrust his cock deep into her pussy actually lifting her ass off the bed as he came. His cock spurted his cum deep inside his mother in spurt after spurt. He finally collapsed down on her, his chest crushing her breasts beneath him, his cock still burrowed deep in her wet pussy. Slowly his cock shrank and then finally slipped out of his mother. Not knowing what else to do, he pushed back off of her and stood up. She immediately sat up and grabbed his limp, wet cock. He stood and watched as his mother bent over and kissed his cock and then his balls. Finally, looking up at him she said, "You felt so good, you sister is so very lucky." "What do you mean?" "Having someone as gentle and loving as you to teach her. It was so different for me, so painful, so humiliating." "But..." "Scott, I needed this, I needed it for so long, but you don't have to... you go back to school, find a girlfriend. Don't worry about me, okay." Scott just nodded, not sure what to say. When his mother released his cock he bent down, grabbed his shorts and pulled them back on. He then reached down, held one of his mother's breasts in his hand, gently squeezed it and then turned to walk out of the room. When he reached the door he turned around and looked back at his mother. She was lightly running her hand over the breast he had just caressed. Looking up as him she smiled and then blew him a kiss. Scott nodded and then stepped out of her room. Hot Bath Ch. 05 Scott was still in a daze as he stood outside the door into the master bedroom where he had just spent the last thirty minutes being thoroughly fucked by his mother. Or had he just thoroughly fucked his mother? Either way, he was still a bit stunned when he noticed his sister peeking out of her bedroom door. She motioned to him. "Scott," she whispered, "come here." He walked over to her door where she grabbed his arm and pulled him into the bedroom. Once inside she swung him around so he practically fell onto her bed. Finally regaining some composure, he sat at the edge of her bed and asked, "What's going on?" "Did you talk to mom about yesterday?" "Well, kind of." "What do you mean?" "Well, she called me into her room and started talking about it, about seeing you and then seeing me, but then she got kind of quiet." "Quiet?" "Well yeah, she got quiet for a few seconds and then took off her robe and began pawing at my cock." "She what?" Scott nodded, "She dropped her robe, grabbed my cock and pulled me onto the bed with her." "And you..." "Yes, we fucked until she came a couple of times. After I came she kept telling me how lucky you were losing your virginity to me. Apparently back when she lost hers it was something very bad." "So this is how they are handling it all," Jeanie said. "What?" "I got up early this morning and went downstairs to get a bottle of water. Dad was already in the kitchen. I saw him first and tried to sneak back upstairs but he spotted me and called me back," Jeanie said, sitting down on the bed next to Scott. "Oh damn, what happened then?" "Well he said he wanted to talk to me about what you and I were doing in their room. He wasn't acting angry or even disgusted by what he saw, it was more like he was nervous. Anyway, he talked about seeing me naked after just having sex, how my nipples were so firm, how my pussy was wet and open. He kept stuttering, stopping and starting while he talked. "Apparently as I rushed past him and mom I brushed against him... one of my breasts brushed his arm and that was all he said he could think about. As he was talking to me he stepped out from behind the island in the kitchen. He was just in a tee shirt and boxer shorts, you know how he would wander the house like that in the morning. "I didn't think anything about it until I happened to glance down and saw he had an erection. Although it was still in his shorts, I could see through the slit in the front. He continued stuttering, starting and stopping as he talked but I got the basic impression that he was telling me how I got him turned on yesterday. "I could see he was trembling so I moved toward him and hugged him, noticing he turned his body to avoid poking me with his cock. While we hugged I whispered, "Oh daddy, it's okay," and I reached down and slipped my hand into the opening in his shorts. As my fingers wrapped around his cock I heard him gasp. "There was a chair pulled away from the kitchen table and I kind of pushed him until he sat down in the chair. I then slid his cock out of his shorts and kneeled down between his legs. His cock was a lot smaller than yours so it was quite easy to simply take him into my mouth and begin sucking. "It must have been a while since he had any sex, from mom, by himself or otherwise because I had barely slipped my mouth over him and sucked a few times and he was moaning and lifting his hips. My mouth wasn't on him for more than thirty or forty-five seconds and he came. "His come wasn't as thick as yours or some of the other guys I had sucked off, it was more watery but also more bitter. Anyway, I swallowed his cum and he just kind of slumped in the chair visibly exhausted. I stood up in front of him and he asked if he could see me. "Not sure what he had in mind and a bit afraid you or mother might come downstairs, I quickly pulled off my top and stepped out of my panties. He reached up and touched my breast and then ran his hand down my stomach, through my pubic hair and over the top of my pussy. "I was still a bit raw from yesterday so I was glad he didn't try to push a finger or anything else inside me, he was just happy to run his hand over my slit. Then he pulled his hand away, said he needed to go meet with the insurance guy again and then headed upstairs. It was odd, I mean I felt good that I could do that... please him so quickly, but it bothered me that him and mom..." "Yeah, she seemed so desperate with me too," Scott replied. "I tell you what, before we leave I think I will have a talk with mother," Jeanie offered, "you know as hot and horny as they both sounded I think if we simply get them looking back at each other they might reinvigorate themselves." "I think they both can use it. How are you doing by the way?" "Like I said, just a bit sore, maybe in a day or so." "Of course we go head back to school Sunday." "You'll know we need to keep this a secret," she said. "That's for damn sure, we go back to looking for girlfriends..." "...and boyfriends to have sex with. But I have to admit Scott, it was fun while it lasted." "Who knows Jeanie, Thanksgiving is not too far off, if we are both unattached by then maybe..." "Mmmm yeah, maybe." Jeanie replied. "Anyway, you'll talk to mom?" "Yeah, I'll let you know how it turns out." Hot Bath Ch. 06 Before they knew it Sunday had rolled around and Scot and Jeanie were loading their car getting ready to head back to school. With the power back on they were able to make a lot of progress helping their parents get the house back in order. The refrigerators and freezers were cleaned out and restocked, the computer and internet was up and working again and the first of the debris was getting hauled out of their front yard. As they loaded the car Scott and Jeanie did notice that they hadn't seen their parents in some time. They had started helping the kids but after it was about half loaded the kids hadn't seen either parent in a while. "Sis, you seen mom or dad?" "No, they're not in the kitchen..." "Or anywhere downstairs," Scott finished his sister's observation. "We got everything from upstairs." "Did you ever have that talk with mom?" "Yeah, I did." "How did it go?" "Surprisingly well. I guess you reminded her how good it could be and when I mentioned that dad was probably just as needy, she seemed to understand." "Well maybe they'll have something to do once we leave. Speaking of which I think we are pretty well loaded." "Okay, let's go say goodbye," Jeanie replied. The two of them went back into the house and after a quick survey of the first floor they walked up the stairs. They immediately noticed the master bedroom door was slightly ajar. Tiptoeing up to the door, Scott pushed it open just enough for the two of them to peek inside. Their mother was on the bed on all fours while their father kneeled behind her sliding his cock in and out of her doggie-style. Mom had reached back under herself and was playing with her clit and moaning loudly as father held her hips and plunged into her. Rather than be appalled at the sight of their parents fucking so vigorously, both Scott and Jeanie leaned on each other and enjoyed the intensity of it all. After a few moments when their mother obviously came very loudly, they slowly backed away from the door and headed back down to the car. Scott walked back into the garage and grabbed one other box he planned to bring, but when he turned back he saw his sister. Jeanie had quickly pulled off her clothes, put a large towel down on the concrete floor and was kneeling on all fours. Scott dropped the box and asked, "What are you doing?" "Just say mom inspired me," she replied, wiggling her ass seductively. Scott immediately pulled off his shirt, shorts and underwear and climbed down behind his sister. "Are you wet enough?" "I don't know, you better check it out." Turning onto his back, Scott slid up under his sister, raised his head and slipped his tongue between her lips. He pressed it deep into her pussy, tasting the tart flavor of her juices. He then ran his tongue along the soft curves of her lips up to her clit, where he circled it several times. By the time he moved his tongue back down her slit, Jeanie was breathing loudly and pressing down on his face. He slipped his tongue back inside her and the flood of flavor confirmed she was now wet enough. Moving back onto his knees, Scott moved his hips forward until he felt Jeanie's fingers clasp his cock and guide it into her wet opening. Unlike the first time they fucked, this time his cock slid into her easily and by her reaction, Scott felt certain it didn't hurt her any. Although he began slowly, soon he was moving his cock in and out of her pussy very quickly, feeling his balls slapping against her pussy lips and clit. He could feel his sister lean back each time he thrust forward and as he shoved in to the hilt Jeanie moaned loudly. "Oh yeah, she'll come now," he told himself, grabbing her hips and kneading them as he shoved himself deeper into his sister. Scott felt something brushing his cock and balls and realized his sister had reached down to touch her clit while he slid in and out. "Like mother, like daughter," he said to himself as he suddenly felt the muscles in her hips tense up and heard her groan. He slowed down, trying to thrust even deeper with each stroke as he drove his sister closer and closer to orgasm. Jeanie moaned again and then whimpered, "Oh Scott, I'm coming, I'm coming." Scott thrust into her several more times and then stopped, holding his cock deep inside her as her pussy quivered and contracted on him. He remained motionless until the climax subsided, then he began to move again. Knowing he had satisfied his sister, he was now free to enjoy the sensations of her body as her wet, softness encircled him. Each thrust was incredible as he slid into his sister's body and each withdrawal made him ache to shove himself back into her. Again and again the pleasure of his sister's pussy slid over him, covering him in her juices, caressing him in her softness, drawing every inch of his cock into her. His balls tightened, his cock thickened and as he arched his back and moaned, he came, spurting his cum deep into his sister's cunt in spurt after spurt. Holding his sister's hips and pushing against her ass, Scott held his cock inside her for as long as he could, unfortunately, it eventually slipped out of her. Only then did he back up, lean over and kiss her ass and then said, "I guess we should be going." "Yeah, mom and dad should be finished by now," Jeanie said. "Okay, let's go say goodbye." They both headed back into the house and then up the stairs. This time instead of peeking in the door, they assumed their parents were finished so they opened the door and Jeanie said, "We're ready to... oh my." Scott and Jeanie looked in to see their mom straddling their dad's face while bent over sucking his cock. Startled, she lifted her head and looked over to them. She quickly replied, "Oh yes, have a save drive," she said, wiping away a bit of their father's cum as it ran down their mother's chin. "Mmnn, mmmm, call us," they heard their father mumble from between their mother's legs. They quickly turned and headed back downstairs. "Damn those two are acting like a couple of teenagers," Scott replied. Jeanie giggled as she grabbed her purse and walked out to the car. She climbed inside, grabbed her cell phone and called up her friend Susan, "Hey Sue, Scott and I are just leaving, we'll be there in a few minutes." Scott started the car and backed out of the driveway. Putting the car in drive he slowly headed down the road. Glancing back he could see his parents, still naked, waving from the master bedroom window. "I must admit," Scott said, "that was an interesting visit." "Oh yes, who would have thought mom swallows," Jeanie said smiling.