Retaliate

I still hadn’t done up my top as I wound back for another strike, this time as I swung the tea towel forward my top flapping with the motion. He must have seen a massive chunk of my tits as he stepped back and grabbed the retractable hose of the sink. My strike fell short, as he aimed the hose at me and pulled the trigger.

The spray of water hit my face and I pulled the towel up to cover my eyes and squealed. Jethro didn’t stop his ****, spraying my exposed flesh, for the second time in two weeks I was wet and my tits were on display.

Every time I moved the towel to protect myself from the spray of water he would move his aim to an unprotected and exposed location. After a few moments I squealed again, screaming “Uncle.” I threw the towel to the ground and raised my hands.

The water stopped. It took a few moments for me to be confidant enough to open my eyes and as I did I saw my brother staring at my exposed tits, my top was hanging from my shoulders leaving almost all my chest bare. He had to have seen the charms hanging from my hoops, and I wondered if he had read them. I couldn’t even remember what charms I had worn today.

I pulled it closed as if upset, “I was going to say you won and ask what your prize should be, but I think you just took your reward, pervert.” I poked my tongue out at him.

He blushed more deeply, “Sorry sis,” as I started to button up, “I sort of forgot you were my sister.”

I laughed, “Well, now you need to get a mop. I’m going to get changed quickly,” I hesitated, “Except all my clothes are in the den with Dad.” I said as I left the kitchen.

I buttoned up my top roughly and walked into the den dripping lightly. As I slid the door open Dad said, “Having fun?”

I shrugged, “Just horsing around. Now I need to get changed, Jethro’s mopping the water up.” I pulled some clothes out of my bag and left the room.

When I got to the bathroom all I could think about was jumping in the shower and fingering myself to an earthshattering orgasm. Instead I took a selfie and sent it to Mark. Jethro saw my naked tits and made me all wet.

I grabbed a towel and stripped off before drying myself and looking at the charms I was wearing. I looked in the mirror and read my right tit first, “Easy.” It said to me, “Slut” said my left tit. “Oh my god.” I whispered to myself before getting dressed again. My clothes for bed was a tight t-shirt and little boy shorts, no underwear on the top or bottom.

Just as I was finishing getting dressed I got a message from Mark.

Julie says if you can’t tell who’s child you have she’ll let them both fuck her while sucking on your pregnant cunt.

Jethro saw my charms, Easy Slut. I replied. I squeezed my legs together and felt the electric thrill of arousal.