The shower water has long since run cold. Those laughing, jeering voices have echoed into nothingness. Still I stand here, shivering and cowering, hoping like hell I am truly alone. Soon I will climb out of this cold, thundering stream and run through to the changing room. Naked. Those bastards have taken my towel and my sweaty cricket gear, even my box, shoes and socks.nnI flick the tap off, momentarily staring down at my pale, goose-pimpled body. I'm tall, around 6'3". Since I've gained height in a hurry over the last two years, I often feel uncoordinated. My wet arms are long and thin; lean, my Dad calls it. I'm like that all over. Sparse, black hair forms a triangle at the top of my chest and trails like ants to my pubes. To each soft, erected hair, a few tiny droplets of water cling, resisting the urge to run down my skin and join the rest on the floor. My nipples are blushing pink and have hardened in response to the cold air and water. Despite the temperature, the bruises are beginning to show on my chest. They sting a little as I move. I think the pressure of the shower has stirred them up. nnI'm not the sort of guy that cries. No, I grin and bear this sort of shit, give some lip and a fist back where I can. But today, grinning and bearing it doesn't cut the mustard.

I was sitting up naked in my bed, still a little shocked by what had just happened. My sister, Marie, was sitting there, also naked. She had just given me my first blow-job and had intimated that she and I were not done just yet. Marie noticed the look on my face and moved closer to me and wrapped her arms around me.nn"Don't worry about anything that happens tonight." She said. "You're my brother, and I would never do anything that I thought would harm you or me in any way. Let's just have some fun with each other, I'll teach you everything you'll need to know."nnI thought about that and realized that she was right. And besides, who better to teach me about sex and girls than my sister, someone who already loves me and who wouldn't ever judge me.nnI nodded my agreement and Marie smiled.nn"Now just lay back, and let's get comfortable."nnWe both lay back on the bed, on our sides facing each other. The rain was still beating on the window outside, and when the flash of lightning would light up the room, I could see her face, her eyes looking deep into my own. We both leaned into each other at the same time, my lips meeting hers as we shared a soft, almost innocent kiss. I was enjoying the delightful wickedness of this all when her mouth open-end and her tongue flicked against my lips, seeking to pry them open. I obliged, and her tongue slipped onto my mouth, seeking mine. As our tongues twirled together, my hands started to explore her body. I reached down to feel her tits, marveling at how soft and silky warm they were. Marries' nipples hardened as I caressed them, rolling them in between my fingers.

Jus8tine helped with editing this, the second of two my wife wrote for me. It has been modified for posting on Literotica. If you haven't read Ch. 01, let me invite you to do so. We appreciate your comments and encouragement. I have been assigned to write Chap. 03 and should post it soon. Thanks for reading.nn~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~nnWe awake naked in a tangle of downy comforters as the light of early afternoon sifts through the gaps in the velvet curtains of our bed.nn"Morning," you whisper.nnI toss my long red hair onto the pillow and turn to look at you, finally rested after two days of running all over London, seven-hour jetlag and magical floating spinning tumbling midair sex thanks to the wand on loan to us for our stay. I'm rested too, and shoot you a smile to let you know that I'm ready and willing to do it all again.nnBut first we're hungry. I lean over the bed and reach a pile of clothing that we shed earlier. I brush aside my bra and wiggle into my pullover sweater and toss you your jeans and flannel shirt. I ring the bell. Instantly, the house elf appears catching you naked in the middle of the room, your clothes scattered at your feet. With only my sweater on, I pull down the front to hide my still warm orifice, but not without having flashed her a view she could not have missed. But at least I'm covered now.nnWith nowhere to hide, you freeze with unabashed boldness.

Jennie, her blue eyes crinkled as she smiled out into a sea of apprehensive little faces. She knew how her ninth grade class hated 'pop quizzes. "Everyone, take a copy of the test, then pass the others back." A collective groan could be heard throughout the room "Okay," you have 20 minutes to complete the Quiz. You can start now." nn'Ah,' she thought to herself, as she pushed back a strand of her beautiful long blonde hair, 'I can have a few minutes rest,' nnWith the classroom deathly quiet, within moments she felt herself relax for the first time that day. After two children and 7 years of marriage to Randy Martino, Jennie at 27 years old felt tired, and slightly worn out. Thinking ruefully to herself, well, I guess the bloom is off the rose, she laughed inwardly to herself. Yet Jennie knew she still remained 'wildly attractive' to her husband, Randy who still almost insisted, no matter how tired she was, on them 'doing it' every night once they had tucked the little ones into bed. nn'I wonder what sort of story I should tell him tonight,' Jennie thought tiredly. During the Pop Quizzes she gave almost everyday, was her time to think. If she were lucky, and creative enough she would come up with some wildly erotic story that would climax Randy that evening, almost immediately. nnJennie loved her husband dearly but sometimes she was almost too exhausted from holding down a full time teaching position, being a mother, and wife, to be as creative as she knew he liked her to be. 'These kids think they have it bad,' she laughed to herself, 'I have an erotic pop quiz every night.' nnJennie smiled tiredly, as she remembered how their erotic fem fight stories had started. Shortly after her and Randy had married, and she had become Mrs. Martino, Randy had one night, embarrassed and hesitant, had reluctantly at her urging, revealed to his new wife his favorite sexual fantasy. nnJennie had been happy to learn she at least played a very important part and was a very prominent character in his fantasies. At first, she was shocked and stunned. She couldn't believe her ears.