Ginny accidentally see her younger brother taking a shower, and he’s very well developed for a fourteen-year-old…
Ginny had always thought of Richard as just her little brother, a scrawny fourteen-year-old who still had a lot of growing to do. They shared the same small bathroom in their suburban home, a space that had seen countless morning rushes and endless nightly rituals. She was nineteen, in her second year of college, and their relationship was a mix of the typical sibling banter and the occasional deep conversation that came with their five-year age gap.
One morning, as she was heading to her room with a cup of coffee in hand, she heard the shower running. She assumed it was her mom, but the bathroom door was ajar, and as she passed by, she caught a glimpse of something that made her stop in her tracks. It was Richard, his back partially to her, showering with the curtain slightly open. Her eyes widened, and she couldn’t help but look. It was his body that took her by surprise. He had grown so much over the past year, his shoulders broader, his frame more athletic. But what really caught her attention was the size of his penis. It was much larger than she had ever seen on anyone before, and she found herself unable to look away.
Her heart raced, and she felt a strange mix of shock and arousal. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t tear her gaze from the sight. He was standing there, unaware of her presence, the water cascading down his back and over his firm, muscular butt. His dick was huge, hanging low and thick, and she couldn’t help but think about what it would feel like. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly turned away, her mind racing with thoughts she had never had about her own brother. She took a deep breath, trying to shake the image from her mind as she continued to her room, her heart thumping in her chest.
Ginny tried to focus on her classes that day, but her thoughts kept drifting back to the shower. She found herself staring off into space, her mind playing out scenarios that she knew she shouldn’t be thinking about. She had never felt this horny about anyone, let alone her own sibling.
That evening, when she got home from school, she decided to take a shower herself. She couldn’t get the image of Richard’s naked body out of her head. As the hot water pounded down on her, she found her hand wandering to her own body, her thoughts a whirlwind of taboo desires. She felt guilty, but the feeling of wrongness only made it more exciting. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, imagining what it would be like to touch him, to feel his skin against hers. Her hand slid down to her clit, and she began to rub it gently, her breath hitching as she pictured his cock in her mind.
The sensation grew more intense with each stroke, and she found herself getting wetter, the sound of the shower drowning out the quiet noises she was making. Her hand moved faster, her breath coming in short gasps as she approached climax.
“Ricky,” she whispered, the name slipping out of her mouth unbidden. Her body tightened, and she bit down on her lip to keep from screaming as she came, her orgasm hitting her hard. She leaned against the wall of the shower, her legs shaking as she rode out the pleasure, the water running down her body mixing with her juices.
Richard fumbled his key into front door lock, the weight of his school bag pulling at his shoulders. The sound of the music echoed through the house, a clear sign that Ginny was home from college. He made his way upstairs, eager to shed his school clothes and wash away the day’s grime. As he approached the bathroom, he heard the shower, and he paused, realizing Ginny was already in there. He could see the light spilling out from the slightly open door, and for a moment, he felt a twinge of annoyance that she hadn’t closed it properly. But then he heard the faint sound of her breathing, quick and shallow, and something in his gut told him she was doing more than just washing her hair.
Peeking through the crack, his eyes widened at the sight of her naked body. She was leaning against the shower wall, her hand moving rapidly between her legs. Her eyes were closed, and she was biting her lip so hard it looked like it might bleed. And then, she whispered his name. “Ricky.” The sound of his name sent a bolt of electricity through him. He watched, transfixed, as her body tensed and she let out a soft, muffled cry. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen, and it made his own heart race.
He should have felt guilty, should have turned away, but he couldn’t. He had always had a weird little crush on Ginny, even though he knew it was wrong. Now, seeing her like this, all his feelings came rushing back, and his dick swelled in his pants. He had to see more. He pushed the door open slightly, his eyes glued to her hand as it moved faster and faster.
Ginny’s eyes shot open, and she gasped when she saw Richard standing there, his gaze fixated on her. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the water raining down on her naked body. She felt exposed, vulnerable, but then she saw something in his eyes, and it sent a thrill through her.
“What are you doing?” she managed to ask, trying to sound angry, but her voice betrayed her, coming out as more of a whimper.
Richard’s cheeks flushed red, and he stuttered, “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… I just… I heard you say my name.”
Ginny’s mind raced, the situation suddenly all too real. She quickly turned away, trying to cover herself with the flimsy shower curtain, but it clung to her wet skin, revealing more than it concealed. “You need to leave,” she said, her voice taught with a embarrassment.
“Sorry, sis,” he mumbled, taking a step back. “I didn’t mean to… I’ll just go.” He couldn’t believe he’d been caught spying on his sister. But he was certain she had called out his name.
Ginny felt a surge of panic, her heart racing as she realized what had just happened. She had been caught masturbating to thoughts of her own brother. She watched him retreat, his eyes still glued to the floor, and she knew she had to act fast. “Wait,” she called out, her voice a little too eager. She stepped out of the shower, the water still cascading down her body, and reached for a towel.
“I’m sorry I snapped at you,” she began, her voice a little shaky. “It’s just… I didn’t know you were there.”
“It’s okay,” Richard mumbled, still not looking at her. “I shouldn’t have… I mean, I’m the one who’s sorry.”
Ginny wrapped the towel more tightly around herself, tucking it under her arms. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. “Look, I saw you this morning too,” she blurted out before she could stop herself. “I didn’t mean to, but these things happen. So, I shouldn’t be mad.”
Richard’s eyes shot up to meet hers, a look of shock and embarrassment etched on his face. “You saw me?”
“Yeah, I did big boy,” she said teasingly, her face suddenly breaking into a huge grin. The way she said it made Richard feel oddly bashful, and his cheeks burned even hotter.
“I didn’t know you were looking,” he said, wondering what she’d seen.
Ginny stepped closer, her eyes locked on his. “I couldn’t help it,” she admitted, the grin never leaving her lips. “You’ve certainly grown up a lot, Richard.”
“I guess,” he said, his face going even redder. “The guys on the soccer team… they’ve noticed too.” He looked away, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “They call me ‘Not So Little Richard’.”
Ginny chuckled. “Well, it’s definitely not little,” she said, her eyes lingering on his crotch before darting back up to his face. She could see his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed hard. “Can I see it again?”
“What?” Richard’s voice cracked, his heart racing.
Ginny took a step closer, the towel barely containing her curves. “Your thing,” she said, her voice eager. “I’ve never seen one that big before. I know it’s weird, but I just want to see it again.”
Richard’s eyes went wide, and he looked down at the bulge in his pants. “Really?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Come on,” Ginny urged, her voice low. “Let me see it again.”
Her heart was pounding in her chest, her anticipation palpable as she watched Richard’s hand slowly move to the button of his jeans. With trembling fingers, he unbuttoned and unzipped them, pushing them down just enough to reveal the waistband of his boxers. He looked at her with a mix of excitement and apprehension before he hooked his thumbs into the elastic and pushed them down, freeing his heavy cock.
Even semi-hard, it was an impressive sight. It sprang out, thick and veiny, already growing before her eyes. Ginny’s mouth watered at the sight, and she felt her own arousal spike again. She had never seen anything so… substantial in real life, and she couldn’t believe it belonged to her little brother.
“Wow,” she said, her voice breathy. “It’s even bigger than I thought.”
Richard’s cock twitched, and he felt it grow harder under her gaze. “Do you… do you want to touch it?” he asked, his voice barely audible.
Ginny’s eyes widened, and she nodded, unable to find the words. She stepped closer, her hand shaking as she reached out and gently wrapped her fingers around his shaft. It was hot and heavy, and she couldn’t believe how it filled her hand. She began to stroke him, her movements tentative at first, but growing bolder as she felt him get harder.
“Is this okay?” she asked, looking up at him.
Richard nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. He couldn’t believe this was happening. His sister, the girl he had always looked up to, was touching him in a way that was definitely not sisterly. He felt his cock throb in her grip, and he had to fight the urge to moan.
“Does it feel good?” she asked, her eyes filled with mischief.
“Yeah,” Richard breathed, his body tingling as she touched him. “Really good.”
Ginny’s smile grew wider, and she began to stroke him more confidently, her thumb brushing the sensitive underside of his cockhead. Richard’s eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a low groan. He couldn’t believe this was happening. His sister, the girl he had idolized and fantasized about for so long, was jerking him off in the bathroom.
Ginny watched him, her eyes glued to his face as she worked both hands up and down his length. She had never felt so powerful, so in control. And the way he was looking at her, with a mix of lust and adoration, only made her want to push him further. She leaned in closer, her breath hot on his skin, and whispered, “You’re going to cum for me, aren’t you?”
Her question was met with a nod, and she felt his dick pulse in her grip. She picked up the pace, her hand sliding smoothly along his shaft, her thumb circling the swollen head of his cock. Richard’s breath was coming in ragged gasps now, his hips moving slightly to meet her rhythm.
“I’m gonna cum,” he warned, his voice strained.
“Cum for me,” Ginny whispered, her voice husky. She knew she was playing with fire, but the thrill of it was too much to resist.
With a guttural groan, Richard’s cock spasmed, and he shot his load onto her face. Warm jets of cum spattered across her cheeks and nose, and she didn’t flinch. Instead, she leaned in closer, her tongue darting out to catch the salty drops. Richard’s eyes went wide, and he stared down at her, unable to believe what he was seeing.
Ginny’s eyes remained locked with his as she licked her lips, savoring the taste of him. It was like nothing she had ever done before, and it was intoxicating. She had never been so brazen, so wanton, but she couldn’t stop herself. She reached up and stroked the last drops of cum from his still-twitching dick, bringing them to her mouth.
“Ginny,” Richard breathed, his voice filled with a mix of shock and arousal. “What are we doing?”
Ginny wiped a strand of hair from her face, a smear of cum glistening on her cheek. “I don’t know,” she admitted, her eyes never leaving his. “But its fun… right.”
The question hung in the air, and Richard nodded, his own excitement clear in his eyes. “Yeah,” he murmured, his cock still pulsing in her hand. “It is.”
Ginny took a deep breath, feeling bold. She had never been one to shy away from what she wanted, and she definitely wanted more of this. She leaned in, her hand still stroking him, and whispered, “I want to feel Not So Little Richard inside me.”
The words sent a shockwave through Richard’s body, and he looked at her with a mix of excitement and disbelief. “Are you sure?” he managed to ask, his voice hoarse.
“More than anything,” Ginny said, her eyes smoldering with desire.
Richard didn’t need any more convincing. He stepped closer to her, his teenage cock already fully erect again, and she felt it press against her thigh. She reached out and took it in her hand again, feeling the weight and heat of it. She didn’t know if it was the taboo of it all or just the sheer size of him, but she was desperate to have him inside her.
They moved to her bedroom, their hands never leaving each other’s bodies. Ginny’s heart was racing, and she could feel the wetness between her legs. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t stop herself.
Once they were inside, she turned to face him, her towel slipping to the floor. She took a pushed him onto the bed and straddled him, her pussy hovering just above his still-hard cock. He lay back, watching her with a mix of awe and excitement.
“You’re so big,” she murmured, her voice filled with both trepidation and desire. “We’re going to have to go slow, okay?”
“Okay,” Richard agreed, his voice shaking with excitement.
Ginny positioned herself over him, her pussy lips brushing against the tip of his cock. She could feel his heart racing beneath her, and she knew he was just as nervous as she was. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, feeling him stretch her open. She gasped, the sensation was so intense, but she didn’t stop. She wanted to feel every inch of him.
As she sank down, she felt him fill her up, stretching her further than she had ever been. It was a mix of pain and pleasure, and she had to bite her lip. Richard’s eyes were wide with amazement as he watched her take him in, his hands on her hips, guiding her gently.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice strained with effort as he tried to hold back.
“I think… I think I can’t,” she panted, her eyes squeezed shut as she felt the pressure building. “You’re too big, Ricky.”
Richard froze, his cock buried about two thirds inside his sister’s tight, wet pussy. He could feel her walls contracting around him, her muscles spasming with the effort to accommodate his size. He didn’t want to hurt her, but the feeling of her warm, slick channel was too much to resist. He swallowed hard, his own desire warring with his concern.
“It’s okay,” he murmured, his voice thick with need. “We can stop if you want.”
But Ginny was beyond the point of no return. She bit her lip and took a deep breath, pushing down until she felt the head of his cock nudge against her cervix. “No fucking way,” she whispered. “This feels amazing.”
With that, she began to move, her hips rolling as she worked herself up and down his length. Richard’s eyes rolled back in his head, his hands tightening on her hips as he felt her wetness coating him. He had never been so turned on in his life. His sister, the girl he had idolized since they were kids, was riding him and loving it, her tits bouncing in his face.
Ginny threw her head back, her hair cascading down her back as she took him deeper with each stroke. She had never felt so full- the friction, the stretch, it felt so good. She could feel the tension building in her belly, and she knew she was going to cum again.
Her hand slipped between them, finding her clit, and she began to rub it in circles, her movements growing more frantic as she felt her orgasm approach. Richard watched her, his eyes glued to where their bodies joined, his cock pulsing with every beat of his heart. He had never seen anything so ĥot in his life.
“Ginny,” he panted, his voice strained. “I’m not going to last much longer.”
“Me neither,” she gasped, her own climax building. “But, Ricky, promise me…” she leaned in, her breath hot against his ear, “don’t cum inside me. Ok?”
All he could do to nod, his hips bucking up to meet hers. He watched as she continued to grind down on him, her hand moving faster on her clit. The sight was too much. He felt his own orgasm rising, and he knew he wasn’t going to last.
Her body tensed, and she let out a scream that was muffled by the pillow she had shoved against her face. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, her muscles contracting in wave after wave of pleasure. She threw her head back, her eyes squeezed shut, and her nails digging into his shoulders. Richard could feel her pussy spasming around him, and it was the most amazing sensation he had ever felt.
He knew he was close too, his balls tightening with every stroke. But he didn’t want to cum inside her, not without her permission. With a grunt, he pulled out, his cock slick with her juices.
“I’m gonna cum,” he warned, his voice thick with need.
Ginny nodded, her eyes still closed in pleasure. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his chest as she reached down to take him in her hand again. She began to stroke him, her movements swift and sure, feeling his cock throb in her grip.
“I want to watch you cum,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire.
With a groan, Richard grabbed her wrist, guiding her hand away from his cock. He pushed himself up on his elbows, his abs tightening as he felt his climax near. Ginny’s eyes went wide with excitement as she watched him, her own orgasm still echoing through her body.
He took over, stroking himself rapidly, his eyes locked on hers. Ginny leaned back, her breasts bouncing with each beat of her racing heart. She watched him, her own breath coming in short gasps.
With a strangled cry, Richard’s cock jerked, and ropes of cum shot out, painting his stomach and chest. He watched her, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure, as he continued to pump out his seed.
Ginny couldn’t help but be impressed by the sheer amount of cum that erupted onto his belly. She reached out, her finger gently tracing the line of cum on his chest before bringing it to her mouth. She tasted him again.
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