Though he could wait for her to finish, a different thought crosses his mind. He points his penis straight at her bare chest and lets loose, spraying her front with yellow liquid that runs down between the small valley that is her cleavage. It dribbles over her bellybutton and down between her legs before joining her stream of pee. “What are you doing?” she gasps while struggling not to open her eyes.
“You’re going to shower anyway, right?”
“Yes but… this feels so weird. I am actually getting peed on by you.” She can not help but smile. She cups her hands in front of her chest and collects a small portion of liquid which she drains into her mouth. Aaron watches with perplexed intrigue as she swishes it between her teeth. Eventually she loses her drive and lets it pour out of her mouth and down her chin. “That tastes weird,” she admits.
“Would you rather cum?” he offers jokingly.
“I don’t know.” She has no way to compare the two options. Aaron finds her honestly extremely refreshing.
“Alright, time to get you cleaned up, you little slut,” he decides to tease her a little.
“I’m not a slut,” she is furious. “I’m still a virgin.”
“I’m surprised you can say that with a straight face after all of this,” he chuckles while lifting her up off the toilet and setting her down in the bathtub.
“You’re coming in too, right?” she asks shyly.
“Yeah, I’m a little dirty too.” He starts to strip down.
“Sorry,” she apologizes again as he steps into the tub. He ruffles her hair to show that he does not mind. “Can you help me? I can’t really do it myself right now,” she asks sweetly.
“Why don’t you open your eyes?” he is getting slightly annoyed. She does not answer and instead simply waits for him to comply. With a sigh he takes a bottle of body wash from the shower shelf and pours some out onto her shoulders while she removes the berets from her hair. She hands them to him so he can set them on the counter next to the sink while she reaches behind her and feels around for the water faucet valves which she turns on so that the water can heat up while he soaps her body.
He takes full advantage of the fact that she is no longer covering her chest. He pinches and rolls her hard nipples in-between his fingers, causing her to moan and gasp. After soaping her stomach and her back, he runs his hands over the curves of her butt. He even takes special care to shampoo the hair on her crotch. “Have you ever thought of shaving?” he asks offhandedly.
“I shave it a little,” she admits.
“I think it would look cute if it were more uniform.” He reaches out of the shower and grabs one of the disposable razors their father left on the counter next to the sink at some point. She takes a deep breath as she waits for him to shave the hair on her crotch into a neat square, using the body wash soap in place of shaving cream.
“How does it look?” she asks when he is done.
“Like you’re ready to take a cock,” he responds jokingly. For this he receives a punch to the stomach. It is not hard though as she barely knows where he is.
“Say, why aren’t you covering yourself anymore?” he asks while pinching one of her nipples again.
“Because we’re washing ourselves,” she answers as if he should have known the answer. “We’re not doing anything inappropriate.”
“Right.” He nods in agreement while rolling his eyes. If her thought process were not so adorable he would be beyond annoyed right now. “So does that mean anything we do in here does not count as sex?” he asks with a sly smile.
“All we’re doing is washing ourselves,” she repeats before opening her mouth in order to catch some water, which she swishes between her teeth, presumably in order to wash away the taste of urine.
He pushes his fingers past her lips again and swirls them around in her water filled mouth, pretending to be helping her clean her teeth. She mumbles something he can not understand. He does not take any note though. His mind is working on something else. “You know, if we wash away the evidence right afterward, it’ll be like it never happened,” he suggests.
“What do you mean?” she is confused.
“If you rinse out your mouth right after I put my cock inside, then it won’t count, will it?” He is definitely stretching his luck but hopefully she is as gullible as she seems.
“Is that true?” her voice perks up with interest. “Could I really have your cock in my mouth?”
“Only one way to find out.” He places his hands on her shoulders and pushes her down until she is kneeling on the floor of the tub.
“This feels kinda exciting,” she laughs. “My mouth is at the same height as your cock right now. It’s like it was made for it.”
“Do you like the idea?” He asks while placing the tip of his penis on her lips.
“I do,” she moans. “Girl’s mouths are made to suck cocks. That’s why they are round.”
“What about your butt?” he asks. “It’s round too, isn’t it?”
“Maybe I should let my boyfriend stick his cock in there too,” she mutters dreamily while licking the tip of his penis. “It would hollow me out and make me ache. Then it would fill me up again with cum. That would feel so warm, being filled from both ends like that.”
“We could try it,” he suggests.
“Only if we wash again right after!” she spouts adamantly.
“Are you sure you don’t want to savor the feeling?” he asks coyly.
“Oh.” He face turns red as she starts to imagine it. “I want to do that. I want to do that right before bed. To have my stomach full of cum before I go to sleep. It will sit there all night long. I’ll probably dream about it.”
Lost in thought about filling his own sister’s ass with cum, Aaron grabs Christina’s hair and pulls her mouth onto his cock. As it is wet with saliva and water, it slides along her tongue and into her throat with ease. He lets out a long moan as he feels the warmth surrounding his member. This is better than having her lick the tip by far.
Christina’s eyes shoot open at the sudden intrusion but they roll back into her head almost immediately. Her throat is convulsing around his cock as she tries to swallow. Extra saliva forms on her tongue to help but it ends up leaking out of the corners of her mouth. She makes an odd squealing sound as she tries to talk to no avail. “That’s right.” Aaron strokes her head. “That’s what we were going for. My cock is all the way inside of you right now. Don’t worry, we’ll wash you properly afterward.”
Christa whimpers into his crotch while trying to pull herself off of his cock. He holds her head in place with her hair though. “Don’t give up now,” he goads her. “Doesn’t it feel as amazing as you thought it would?” She stops struggling and nods as best she can in her predicament. He pushes deeper into her throat for a moment as if to say that he is proud of her. She gags but is unable to do anything else.
Aaron wants to remain inside her for longer but he can already feel his erection starting to flatten. He relaxes his grip just enough so that she can pull his penis back into her mouth. She spits it out and starts to gasp for breath, letting drool run off her tongue and snot drip from her nose. “You’re so sexy,” he coos while pushing his fingers into her mouth, using her own drool as lubricant. She simply gurgles in response. He removes his fingers and replaces them with his cock again, which he shoves all the way back into her throat.
She practically sneezes out a large amount of drool when he plugs her airtight again. This time he does not hold her down and lets her back off on her own. Just when the tip is the only thing left in her mouth again though, he shoves back in. He does this several times until she stops fighting, letting her arms fall at her sides. She is half unconscious now. With no more resistance, he has to pull himself out on his own, which he does much faster than she was doing it. Soon he is sliding back and forth in her mouth and throat in rhythm.
“This is what your boyfriend is going to do to your cunt,” he warns her. Her only response is to gurgle. “Do you like having your mouth treated like your pussy? Do you like having your face fucked?” he continues to taunt her. “I’m not going to stop until you answer.” Slowly she manages to nod her head. It is difficult as his cock is moving in and out of her throat so fast. With his question answered, he slams back into her one last time as far as he can go and holds her head down. At the same time he starts to cum, squirting his sperm directly into her throat and giving her no choice but to swallow it.
Christina vibrates on his cock as she struggles not to try breathing. The moment the last pulse goes through his cock and she is sure he is done cumming, she shoves him away from her, pulling his cock all the way out. Immediately she collapses on the floor of the tub, coughing and puking up saliva and cum and green popsicle juice. He rubs her back as he waits for her to recover, which takes several minutes. “I told you not to cum inside me!” she complains as soon as she is able.
“It’s alright. You threw it up.” He directs her attention to the sticky mess slowly washing down the drain.
“Oh no.” She closes her eyes when she realizes that she has been looking at him.
“Come on, we can wash those too.” He pushes her further underneath the falling water and tilts her head back. She struggles as he pulls her eyelids open so that the water is falling into them.
“Okay!” She jerks out of his grip. “I’ll wash them myself later,” she seems to have finally given up trying to avoid looking at him.
“And your mouth? Are you going to wash that too?” he asks.
“I don’t know. I can still feel your cock in my throat. I feel so stretched. I kinda like it.”