Candi wiggles out of the Playboy bunny suit and lets it pool around her ankles before she steps out of it. She takes your offered hand, stepping carefully into the shower.
You can't take your eyes from her body, those slender legs, the soft curve of her butt, her perky breasts and clean-shaven pussy. By the time she's standing and facing you, you're rock hard.
Hot water washes over your back from the shower head. Only a few stray droplets reach Candi where they bead and glisten on her skin, tracing the contours of her body as they run down her.
She grins at you proudly and takes a half step closer, reaching out to grip your shaft. She strokes slowly, experimentally, savoring your size and thickness as she stares into your eyes. Her bunny ears waggle a little as she strokes you.
"This do it for you?" she whispers.
You don't answer, but you don't need to because you throb in her hand.
"Mmmm," she bites her lip and strokes you a little faster. "I missed this dick."
You could say you missed her too but you think it's just easier to show her. You grip her by the shoulders, turning her around and pressing her against the shower wall. She squeaks like a mouse with a cat's fangs sunk into it. "W-wait!" she stammers, reaching around to protectively cover her butt. Candi looks over her shoulder at you. "It's still sore." She gives you a nervous little smile. "Y-you don't want to break me, do you?"
Better not answer that question. Instead you watch as she takes charge, standing up straighter and guiding you closer. She stands on her tiptoes to better align her butt with you and then slips your cock into the narrow gap between her thighs. "Here," she says with a happy sigh. "Let's try it like this."
You've never had a thighjob before and so far so good. She squeezes her legs together, holding your cock snuggly between soft, creamy thighs so your head pokes out between them. You reflexively put your arms around your sister, gripping her breasts and squeezing.
She makes a soft sound of satisfaction and starts rocking her hips back and forth, your cock slipping and sliding across her skin. She licks her hand and reaches down to smear more of her saliva on your cock. "Does that feel good?"
You grunt in response, tweaking and tugging on her nipples. You start to thrust against her, your shaft running between smooth, freshly shaved thighs, marveling at how surprisingly good it feels. You can almost imagine it's your sister's pussy you're fucking. You feel her fingers form a tight ring around your head, stroking you a little even as she gently guides your cock upward so it rubs against her labia more firmly.
"Oh yeah…." she breathes, each stroke rubbing the top of your shaft across her smooth pussy lips. You feel her tremble slightly. "Oh God…" Candi increases her pace, starting to moan. She leans forward, bracing her hands on the shower wall for more leverage. "You looked so fucking hot," she whispers, her breath catching. "With that blood on you."
This is new. It's your turn to shiver now as her movements find a rhythm. Her soft butt cheeks meet your hips on each thrust and push. You can feel her movements growing bolder, more confident.
"Too bad it was old gross hobo blood," she whispers. "Otherwise…" she trails off into a series of low moans.
You're curious where she's going with this. "Otherwise what?"
"I would have licked it off." She moans loudly, vigorously thrusting back against you, your cock slipping between her labia and rubbing on her clit.
"Whose blood do you wish it was?" you ask, whispering the question into her ear as she pants and moans, working herself against your cock.
"I-I don't know," she says. "Someone hot…someone important…"
"Mine?" you ask, adjusting your angle slightly to better grind on her pussy.
"M-maybe," Candi shivers, lost in bliss, her body moving automatically.
You reach up and wrap your fingers around her throat. "Yours?" you growl.
Candi gasps and grabs your wrist, her fingers following the same paths Sally's did. Her answer is so soft, so quiet that you almost miss it. "Yes," she whispers, shuddering as you fuck her thighs. "O-oh God, Kyle." She lets out a soft, high sound and you feel a sudden wetness between her legs as your sister cums. Her whole body quakes, legs going weak. Her bunny ears fall off to clatter to the floor of the shower but you hardly notice or care.
You tighten your grip on her, fingers digging into her throat and she gasps again, throwing her head back. You can feel her juices dripping off your cock, her legs squeezing you gently, erratically as waves of pleasure roll over her. Once you're satisfied she's completely spent you let go of her.
Candi drops down instantly, turning around and squatting on her heels. Her nipples are hard, erect partly from having been pressed against the cold shower wall. She looks up into your eyes as she takes your dripping cock into her mouth, moaning and sucking desperately.
You throb between your sister's lips, already on the cusp of climax as you watch her hungrily sucking your dick, pausing only to lick your shaft clean, tasting herself. For all the times you've fucked Candi, she's hardly ever given you blowjobs. In the past they were slow and gentle, intimate and uncertain. She's clearly learned a lot since the last time she sucked your dick. You can't help but idly wonder how she got so good as you stare down into her pale blue eyes. You can imagine her practicing on stream, her pink vibrator between her lips, making eyes at the camera as she tongues and gags on the plastic dildo. Of course, there are other explanations for why Candi got better at sucking dick, ones you'd rather not dwell on.
Candi goes deep, gagging on your length, tears forming in her eyes before she pulls back, stroking you vigorously. She knows her brother well enough to know that you're about to pop.
"Do you want to cum in my mouth or on my face?" She asks breathlessly, playfully holding her mouth open to reveal wet, pink flesh.
"Face," you say. It's no choice at all. You want to own her.
She leans back, obediently stroking you and whispering lusty encouragement until finally you can't hold it anymore. You explode across your sister's face with shaky moans. She holds her tongue out optimistically as you shoot into her hair, over her eye, and across the bridge of her nose. Only the last few weak spurts land on her tongue. She keeps stroking, slowly, lovingly, ensuring she squeezes out every drop and then, looking up at you with her uncovered eye, she takes your head back into her mouth.
You groan as her tongue swirls gently around the tip. Soft suction ensures she doesn't miss anything. Only when she feels you finally starting to go soft does she release you. She maintains that intense eye contact as she tilts her head back and swallows her brother's semen. Her throat muscles work once and then she opens her mouth to show you it's all gone. "Ta da."
You lean back against the shower wall, still trying to gather your energy. "Impressive."
Candi stands again, wiping the cum from her eye and looking at it between her fingers. "Now I've got to clean up too. Help me wash my hair?"
How could you refuse? You reach for the shampoo. "Sure." You squirt a dollop into your hand. "Alright, watch your eyes," you say as you gently lather her hair.