Daphne Phillips: Sinful Cyndi

I'd watched Cyndi take plenty of showers, but for some reason this one turned me on even more. I knew quite well that the bathroom we shared was easy to peek into. There was a very wide gap between the sliding door and the jamb, and that made it easy for me to spy on Cyndi as she rubbed herself down and got all soapy in the shower. The shower was just that-the bathtub of the house was in Mom and Dad's bathroom. The shower stall didn't have smoked glass like most of them but only vaguely misty stuff. It hid a fair amount, but I could always make out what Cyndi was doing to herself. And Cyndi's nude form looked that much better when it looked foggy and mysterious.

This time, though, the doors were wide open. Both of them. I walked into the room as I heard the water go on. Cyndi was already in the shower. I felt my cock giving a little burst of lust as I thought that she was now naked. I walked slowly toward the bathroom. Could I do it?

Could I take my little sister up on her lustful desires?

I'd always played protective brother with Cyndi, but I didn't doubt that she could take care of herself when it came to sex. As a matter, she'd shown me quite handily that she could already take care of herself in bed. Cyndi was an expert. There was no reason for me to back off if she was begging me to fuck her and of course that's what she was doing! I was just like another guy, with lust for Cyndi that would fill a canyon. My cock began to throb with anticipation as I neared the bathroom.

I stood at the door and looked in. Cyndi's nude body was visible through the glass door to the shower. She was staring up into the water-stream, and her gorgeous golden hair hung down over her shoulders. The pleasant slope of her ass was lifted high and enticing.

She took a step back, rubbing the hot water over her tits.

The bathroom was filled with steam, just like Cyndi. I smiled as I moved closer.

Cyndi turned quickly and saw me. She smiled through the door and lifted a finger, curving it toward her and beckoning me into the shower with her.

That did it. I couldn't hold back. My sister was just asking me to fuck her in the shower and I knew quite well that she meant it.

I slipped out of my shirt, and then out of my shorts and underwear. I stood there stark naked and sweaty, with my hard-on jutting out of my body. If I went in there with Cyndi, she'd see my cock all erect and know how much I wanted to fuck her. I started to turn red with embarrassment, but, of course, she already knew.

I opened the door to the shower, and there was Cyndi-nude and covered in hot water. She smiled at me through the curtain of her wet hair. She licked her lips and I stepped into the shower.

The hot water splashed all over me as Cyndi put her arms around my shoulders. She pulled me against her naked body and soon I was soaked like her. I felt Cyndi's firm tits pressing against my chest and felt her rubbing up and down so her hard nipples scraped my flesh. Then Cyndi thrust her mouth against mine and I felt my sister's tongue throbbing into my mouth.

"Mmmmm…" sighed Cyndi. "I've been meaning to do this for a long time now." Cyndi's hand slid down to my erect pole and curved around it. I grunted as Cyndi took hold of my cock, slowly bringing it around in big circles.

Cyndi ran her thumb sensuously over the head of my prick as she milked a drop or two of pre-cum out of it. She'd been turning me on all day and I was ready to cream for her. But Cyndi would no doubt tease me further before letting me cum. I didn't know if she wanted to go all the way, maybe that kind of incest would have been too much for her.

But I was aching to put my cock in her mouth and cunt, and creaming now would be cheating me of my rightful fuck. I held back as Cyndi stroked me. Her tongue quickened, seething in and out of my mouth. She nibbled at my lower lip and closed her lips around my tongue, tugging at it suggestively.

She leaned against me, putting her head on my shoulder. Her luscious wet hair dangled over my chest. I put my arms around her, too, and cupped my fingers around her smooth ass-cheeks. I couldn't believe I was finally pressed against my sister, naked and wet. And she was really going to take me to bed.

"I've wanted you for a long time, Ian," she sighed, kissing my shoulder. "I just couldn't tell you about it. Rod's just a diversion to keep me from thinking about how much I want to fuck you. Your cock feels so good… will you go to bed with me, Ian?"

"I'll do anything you want me to, Cyn." My voice was hoarse and husky.

I called her "Cyn" when we were being chummy, which I felt sure was being right now. As a matter of fact, we were being more than chummy.

It was like "Sin," which Cyn was indeed close to. As a matter of fact, we were committing one right now, and nothing had ever made my cock harder.

"I want it to be in Mom and Dad's bed," said Cyndi. "I want you to fuck me there. Please?"

"I'll fuck you anyplace you'll let me, Cyndi. I'm dying to put my cock inside you."

"Good," sighed Cyndi. "Dry off and go up there. I'll be right in."

I nodded and Cyndi kissed me one more time. Her tongue trailed along my lips. I got out of the shower and watched her gorgeous body as she rinsed herself off. I dried myself and walked naked up the hall into Mom and Dad's room. They lived in the biggest room of the house. It was enormous and sumptuous, with velvety walls and a canopied bed. Part of the ceiling was mirrored. The window-seat overlooked the garden and the pool-it was the next best place for spying on Cyndi. I'd seen Ron and Cyndi fuck standing up on the balcony, with Cyndi bent over the railing and her ass lifted high on her spread legs so Rod could enter her from behind. The master bath had an enormous Jacuzzi instead of a bathtub-well, it was technically a bathtub, but the Jacuzzi outside was less suited to fucking. This one was made for it. And the shower had plenty of room for two. Mom and Dad were parents for excess. Cyndi had learned a lot from them.

I climbed into bed. Cyndi had put the satin sheets on-they felt sexy.

I knew they'd be great to fuck on. I'd seen her change the sheets just this morning. I wondered if she'd been planning to fuck me. Probably so-she was one horny chick.

I panted heavily as I lay there waiting for my sister to come in and go to bed with me. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I was really going to bone Cyndi! And not just bone her-I was going to fuck Cyndi for all I was worth. I was wild with lust and nervousness, but I felt sure Cyndi would show me the way.

Cyndi came into the room wrapped in a towel and nothing else. Her hair was a little wet-she'd toweled it off in the bathroom. But the skimpy towel wrapped around her middle didn't do much to hide her wet body-the towel came just above the bottom fringes of her pubic hair, showing me Cyndi's wispy curls. And the top just showed Cyndi's nipples poking through. Her eyes were big and moist and her lips were parted in horny anticipation. Cyndi let the towel drop to the floor and stood there stark naked, letting me watch her.

As she moved toward the bed, Cyndi's hands drifted across her breasts.

I caught my breath as she pinched the nipples gently. To see her do that across the yard was one thing-but to watch her do it as foreplay to fucking me-that was too much. My cock twitched in desire.

"I've… been… wanting… to fuck you, Ian," panted Cyndi rhythmically as she knelt on the side of the bed. "Even though you're my brother. You've been my best friend… and there's only one thing we haven't done together. Now I want to do it… and keep on doing it.

I want to feel your cock in my pussy."

I kept thinking how sexy Cyndi looked with her body all wet like that.

Little drops of moisture kept running down her inner thighs, and I wondered how much of it was water. I guessed a fair amount was something else, and that made my cock seem to get bigger.