A Shower With Breakfast

Gerald woke up to the sunny singing of bird outside his window. He sat up and stretched his arms, working kinks out of his back. Yawning, he clambered out of bed. Clad only in his boxers, he opened his bedroom door and stepped into the hallway. As Gerald walked towards the bathroom, he heard Katrina?s door creak open. He looked over his shoulder and saw his sister?s head poking out of her bedroom door, her face painted with barely contained lust.

?Are you going to take a shower?? she whispered.

?Yes,? Gerald smiled. ?What else would I be doing in the morning, masturbating??

?M, maybe,? Katrina stammered.

Gerald turned around to fully face his sister. Walking up to her, he said in a low voice, ?Do you need something, Pussycat??

Katrina nodded.

?What do you need?? Gerald asked, a wide grin on his face.

?I, I need your come,? his sister whispered. ?Please.?

?Why should I let you have some??

?I?ve spent all night dreaming of your cock in my mouth. I?ve been masturbating for over an hour, trying to keep it out of my mind, but I can?t! I?ve had orgasm after orgasm just for the taste of your come! I?m begging you; please let me suck your cock! I?ll do anything for it! Anything!?

Still smiling, Gerald leaned forward towards the open crack. He sniffed at the air in his sister?s bedroom.

?Your room reeks, Pussycat.? Gerald leaned towards his sister. ?So do you. You need to shower.?

Katrina?s jaw dropped in bewilderment, confused at her brother?s response.

Gerald reached through the crack to her bedroom and snagged his sister?s arm, pulling her into the hallway. Laughing, he smacked her unclad ass in the direction of the bathroom.

?Move,? he commanded. Lost in her bodily lust and bewilderment, Katrina walked to the bathroom followed by her brother.

In the bathroom, she turned on the shower. Waiting for the water to warm up, she looked at her brother, wondering what was going to happen.

?Go on. Get in,? he said.

Katrina climbed in the shower and picking up the soap and washcloth, began to scrub herself clean. She determinedly washed away the sweat from her morning exercises, but her hand kept drifting down to her pussy. Giving in to her need, Katrina began to frig her clit as the water from the shower pelted her body. Losing herself in the pleasure, she closed her eyes and began to moan, unable to her the shower door open and close.

Suddenly, she felt something hard and soft poke her in the buttocks. Shrieking, Katrina opened her eyes and spun to face the intruder, intending to scream bloody ****. However, at the sight of Gerald?s large cock, her anger melted away as she kneeled before her brother.

?May I?? she pleaded, looking up at her brother?s face.

?Of course,? Gerald smiled. ?And in the future, the only time you will not have to beg me for it will be when you wake me up in the morning.?

?You mean??

?You will wake me up by giving me a blowjob. Once you?ve swallowed your breakfast and I?m awake, you may continue on as normal.?

?What if you don?t wake up after you come?? Katrina asked. Gerald thought for a moment.

?If I don?t wake up, you may try two more times. If I am not awake after three blowjobs, let me sleep. I?ll get up on my own then.?

Smiling at the thought of looking forward to his juicy cock each morning, Katrina lowered her face to Gerald?s stiff member, preparing to give it the best tongue thrashing she could.