Stepbrother With Benefits 18 (Third Season) (17 page)

A
pparently you don't need
a shower to have shower sex. I think that should be a requirement, but Scarlet disagrees. She's an artist, and likes to think creatively, which a lot of times involves out of the box ideas, but I'm not so sure about this one. Because, yeah, I really feel pretty adamant about the fact that in order to have shower sex you need to include a shower in there somewhere.

Maybe this is why I'm not an art major in college, though.

"Just... let's pretend your door is the shower wall, alright?" Scarlet says, guiding me towards it. She takes my hand in hers and everything, pulling me along. "It's kind of the same size as a shower, right?" she asks.

"Sure," I say. "A shower stall, at least. The ones at my dad's campground are bigger, though."

"Don't ruin this for me," she says, leaving me by the door.

She drops my hand and takes up her position. I think that's what she's doing, at least. Scarlet leans back against the door and tries to get into the same position as the woman from that Amazon product page we just saw. Except she has no safe grip foot rest, so I'm not sure how this is going to work.

Holding her foot up, trying to press it against my dorm room door, Scarlet does her best to facilitate shower sex. This isn't going so well, though.

Seriously, we don't have a shower, we don't have a safe grip foot rest, and we don't even have a suction handle thing, so how is this supposed to work? I really don't think we can think outside the box on this one.

Oh, uh... wait. I just had an idea.

Taking a step forward, I grab her thigh in my hand and hold it tight, lifting it up. This works a lot better. Despite the fact that we have no foot rest, her leg is now high enough in the air for...

I guess this is kind of like shower sex, but I'm still not convinced.

"Oh, wow," she says, her cheeks burning bright red. "I really like that."

I grin. I like when Scarlet's flustered. It doesn't happen a lot, but it's cute. Scarlet's always cute, though. She's different. I mean, she's always different, but she acts differently when she's with me, too. When it's just the two of us, it's kind of like we can be more comfortable with each other. I've always felt safe with Scarlet. She's told me she feels the same way, too.

I still don't think we can have shower sex without a shower, though. Nevermind the fact that we still have all of our clothes on. Who cares about technicalities?

"Now, just... come closer, I guess?" she says.

I take a step closer, bridging the gap between us. Her leg slides along my side while I hold her thigh in my hand. The center of my body presses against hers, and I push her against the door. This is a pretty close approximation of the picture we just saw, which should probably be a good indication that we could potentially perform shower sex this way, except, uh...

"You're really fucking tall," she says. "What the fuck?"

The center of my body is definitely not lined up with the center of Scarlet's. This isn't a huge deal almost ever, except apparently when shower sex is involved. Because, uh... yeah... how does this even work?

"It's like your cock would be going into my belly button," she says. "That's not happening. No way."

Suddenly, creativity strikes. I'm hit with an epiphany of artistic proportions. I already have one of Scarlet's thighs gripped tight in my hand, so why not make it two? I kneel down for a second, pressing my pelvis tight against her to keep her pinned to the door. Scarlet gasps slightly, her head lolling back at the sudden thrust from my hips. I grab her other thigh, hold tight, and then...

Up. Sort of a mix between a lift and a jump, I thrust against Scarlet again, cloth to cloth, my jeans grinding against hers. With both her legs in my grasp, I bring her up with me. She instinctively wraps her legs around my waist while I hold her. When we're in position, I stand still and grin at her.

"Oh wow," she says, staring at me.

We're all lined up now. Face to face, looking in each other's eyes. Hip to hip. If we were naked, if Scarlet was aroused, and if I were erect, this would definitely be interesting.

At least one of those is true right now, too. I'll let you guess which one. We're not naked, I don't know if Scarlet's aroused, but, uh... my cock is definitely throbbing...

It pulses and twitches, trapped in my pants. I press forward a little, grinding against her. Scarlet wraps her arms around my neck and touches the tip of her nose to mine. Our eyes lock even harder than before, both of us staring into the deep color of our souls. I'm not sure what's going on anymore. I think this is the kind of art Scarlet is looking for, though.

She wiggles her hips in time with mine. I grind, she squirms, back and forth, just like that.

"This is fun," she says, playfully kissing my cheek.

"Scarlet, what are we doing?" I ask her.

"We're practicing to see if we can put a shower sex scene into the movie," she says. "That's all."

"We have clothes on," I point out.

I'm really fucking tempted to fix that problem immediately, but I... I just can't. I know this is supposed to be about art, about Scarlet's final project, but... I don't know. It's not. I know that, and I know I need to remember that, but it's a little difficult.

I stop grinding. I need to stop. I need to remind myself. Scarlet's my friend. She's my best friend, and I don't want to take advantage of her. I mean, yeah, she's the one who wanted to know about shower sex, but if I have sex with her because I really want to, instead of because of it being for the movie, that just seems kind of wrong.

...Right?

Is it right or wrong? I don't know. If we were dating. Actually dating, I mean. Not pretending to date, like we've talked about doing, but... for real. Real dating. Then it's fine. If I have these feelings for her when we aren't dating, and I go into it with the wrong mindset, uh...

I don't know. I just don't. I have no idea.

"Why'd you stop?" she asks, her lip quivering a little.

"I think we should stop," I tell her. "Just for now. We figured it out, right? That's what you wanted to know, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess," she says, sounding more than a little disappointed. "This isn't a real shower, though. Maybe we should try it out for real?"

Logic and lust. My brain versus my cock. This is how people get in trouble.

"Just quick," Scarlet says, kissing my nose. "Real fucking quick. We can just try it real quick, and then, um... we can take a real shower. Regular, alright? We won't actually have shower sex, we're just going to see how it works and then we'll stop. We need to figure out if it'll work for my movie."

Logical lust: Who even knew that was a thing?

And the worst part? Scarlet pouts at me, her lip trembling, her eyes doing this sort of shaking thing behind her glasses. They look wide and bright, silently begging me. I can't stop looking at her.

This is a really bad idea. I don't know why I'm about to agree to this.

S
eriously
, this is a really bad idea. It's probably the worst idea. I'm not even exaggerating. Bad things are about to happen, and I'm pretty sure I'm helpless to stop them.

You know what that means, right?

One time when I was at my dad's campground for the summer, I decided to go exploring in the woods. We don't own the entire forest, and a lot of it is up against the state park land. That's kind of a loose term, too. There's nothing very recreational or park-like about the forests, but they're owned by the state and not by a person. That's about it.

So, yeah, I'm exploring the woods, when I come across a creek. Maybe you think of a quaint stream of water when you think of a creek, but then you have no idea what a real country creek can do. Depending on how much rain there's been recently, and where you're at, a creek can be really dangerous. They're fast. Faster than you'd probably expect from something that's barely more than thirty feet wide.

My point? I thought it'd be a good idea to go swimming. This wasn't the worst idea ever, but it was pretty bad. I tried to walk in the water by the bank of the creek to get a good measure of how fast it was. The sides are a lot better than the center, though. I made my way to a bend, which I thought would be a good spot to go swimming, and...

Not even close. No way.

The water dragged me for about a quarter of a mile. I couldn't do anything to get out. I tried swimming to the sides, but that was basically pointless. It was deep enough that I didn't have to worry about rocks, at least. The only thing I could do was lay back, look up, and wait for the water to slow down.

That's kind of what I'm doing right now. Scarlet has me trapped in her fast moving water and I'm just waiting for a good time to get off. Uh... maybe I shouldn't have said it like that...

Shower sex?

"The coast is clear," she says, peeking her head out of the bathroom. "Hurry, Caleb."

Did I mention we're going into the women's bathroom? On an entirely different dorm floor from mine. I mean, all things considered, I think this is for the best. Finn, my floor's resident advisor, was in the bathroom taking a shower on my floor, so if he caught me sneaking in there with Scarlet, uh... yeah...

I like going to school. I enjoy college. I don't go too crazy, but it's fun, you know? I don't want to get kicked out.

"I think this is a bad idea," I say to Scarlet.

Scarlet doesn't care. She grabs my hand and pulls me in, then drags me over to the showers. We end up in the shower stall at the end of a long row of other shower stalls, way in the back.

"See, it's fine," she says.

"Do you think this one is good?" I ask her. "Wouldn't it be better to use the front one so we can make a quick escape if we need to?"

She gives me a thoughtful look, brow furrowed, her nose wrinkled up. It's cute. I'm about to have shower sex with this girl and all I can think about is how cute it is when she wrinkles up her nose. Wow. Not even sure what to say about that one.

I don't care, either! I'm fine with it.

"We're already here, so let's use this one," she says. "Next time, though."

"Next time?" I ask. "Uh... I really don't think there should be a next time, Scarlet."

"Shh," she says, putting her finger to my lips, shushing me. "Just get naked so we can figure this out."

Oh, right. It's just that easy, isn't it? Get naked so we can--

Scarlet's getting naked, so I guess that's what we're doing. Who am I to complain? I'm trapped, remember?

The showers are nice here. I mean, they're basically the same as the showers in the men's bathroom, but the showers at this school are nice. They're pretty big, so we've got plenty of room to work with. I like the double curtain thing, too. There's one curtain per stall on the outside by the main row of showers, but then there's another halfway inside each stall. So you have a place to leave your clothes and stuff, but then there's the actual shower further in, if that makes sense. Kind of like a personal foyer for your shower, I guess.

Scarlet peels off her shirt, then her shoes and her jeans, and finishes with her socks. She stands in front of me in only her bra and panties. I've still got my clothes on. I take my shoes off, but that's it.

"What are you waiting for?" she asks, giving me a look. I'm not entirely sure what this look is about, but it seems to be focused mostly on my pants. Or what's behind my pants. Yeah...

And, you know what? I have no idea. I don't know what I'm waiting for. Nothing. That's what. I'm going to make the best of this. I'm going to stop overthinking it. I'm going to...

I rip my shirt off, straight up and over my head, then I toss it down hard. It lands with the pile of Scarlet's clothes laying on a little tile bench to the side. Next are my pants. I pull my underwear down with them, bringing both to the floor in a swift, hopefully sexy display. When I step out of them, I crouch a little, ending in a kneel. I reach around Scarlet to put them with my shirt.

And, like I said, I'm going with the flow right now.

Before I stand, I press my palms against Scarlet's hips. I curl my fingers, sneaking past the waistband of her panties, and I strip them down her legs fast, leaving her bare in front of me. She looks at me, stunned for a second, then opens her mouth in shock. Before she can do or say anything, I wrap one arm around her hips to lift her up while I keep a hold of her panties with my free hand. I toss her panties into the pile of her clothes before setting her back down.

"Caleb!" she says, cheeks red, lips trembling.

Oh, fuck. This is... uh... fuck...

My cock throbs, tight and hard, smacking against my stomach from the sheer intense force and suddenness of my now immediate erection. It falls back down after, pointing straight at Scarlet. I stand tall, ready to fully commit to my "going with the flow" attitude. I push forward, startling her. She takes a step back, but there's only tile behind her. I pull her away from the wall, reach behind her to undo her bra, and gently pull it away from her body, leaving it with the rest of our clothes.

We're both naked now. We're both staring at each other. Scarlet's noticeably more red-faced than I am, but I'm not actually sure about that one. My cheeks might be red, too. I don't know if I've ever done something like this before. It's for the movie, though, right? It's practice. I need to be confident. I mean, I'm mostly confident, it's just...

I've been given free reign with Scarlet and it feels really good. Free reign for shower sex. Or we're going to try and see how this works. I don't care. Like I said, I'm going with it.

I bend down and cup her ass tight in my hands. She opens her mouth to gasp, but I stop her before she starts. Lifting her in the air, I press my lips to hers, kissing her hard. Oh, fuck, this is nice. Her legs scramble for purchase, trying to find something to latch onto or stand on. It only takes her a second to wrap them around my waist. She squeezes tight, pulling us close. My cock throbs and thrusts, wanting to sink deep inside her.

Not yet, though. We aren't even in the shower yet. I can't guide myself into her, either, and she's too busy wrapping her arms around my shoulders and clinging to me to do it herself. I carry her to the shower area, slow and steady. When we're there, I hold her butt with one forearm while I quickly close the second curtain with my now free hand. Before I grab her again, I twist the shower knob to complete the start of our shower sex experience.

All this time, my cock is pretty happy with what's going on, but it could be happier. I walk, and it bobs. It slaps against Scarlet's pussy, throbbing even more every time it does. Each time my erection touches her bare skin, it flexes, almost painful, doing everything within its power to find a way to thrust deep inside her.

Scarlet isn't helping, either. Every time my cock slaps against her pussy, she lets out this sharp little gasp, followed by a quick, inhaled moan, practically whimpering. She tightens her legs, pulling closer to me, her hips wiggling as if she's trying to catch my cock and pull it inside her.

This is all great, or it's going great, except, uh... the water... yeah...

I know how a shower works. I turned it to the hot water, but it takes some time to warm up. Before that, uh...

Fuck.

Cold water rains down upon us. We both realize what kind of situation we're in, so somehow we both manage not to scream, but that's about it. Scarlet thrashes in my arms and I try to step out of the stream of cool water. At least it's not cold anymore, and just cool, right? That's always a plus.

I step to the side, but this leads to unintended consequences. That's what I'm going to call them. Unintended consequences.

Cold water. I was cold. My cock was also not happy with this arrangement and was getting pretty cold. You know what's not cold? Scarlet, or more particularly inside of her. Somehow, some way, in between dodging the cold shower water and keeping a tight hold of Scarlet so she doesn't fall, I manage to, uh...

Thrust?

And more...

A little more...

I press her against the side wall of the shower before I fully realize what's going on, my cock pushing roughly inside her. Scarlet's eyes roll into the back of her head. I belatedly realize she still has her glasses on. I didn't even think about it, but it's probably not the best idea to shower with glasses on. I'm a little past worrying about that right now, though.

I grab her ass hard, fingers digging into her curves. I'm all the way inside her now, my cock nice and warm. I grind into her. Seriously, this is so fucking nice. As the shower heats up around us, it gets even nicer, too. We're surrounded by warm water now, showering down behind us. As the water falls, a steam rises, lifting up around us like a cozy blanket.

I pull out of Scarlet a little, then thrust hard back in. Her ass slaps against the tiled wall behind us, nice and satisfying. I do it again, and again, just to hear the sound of her flesh smacking against the tiles.

Smack... smack... smack...

Scarlet buries her face in my neck and kisses me. "Caleb," she whispers. "My glasses."

I kiss her back, from her neck to her ear, and then I nibble lightly on her earlobe. "Alright," I whisper. "Hold on."

She clings to me. I thrust deep inside her and pull her even harder onto me, my hands tight on her ass. I walk through the now warm water to get to the curtain. Scarlet trembles, her arm shaking as she pulls aside the shower curtain. She takes her glasses off and reaches as far down as she can before lightly tossing them onto our pile of clothes.

She closes the curtain after that. We're in the shower again. Shower sex. I think that's what's going on. I don't actually know how this happened. I carry her back through the water to the other side of the shower, still deep and tight inside her, a perfect fucking fit.

"We're supposed to be practicing positions," she says to me, eyes narrowed.

"Uh, this is a position," I tell her. "This is what we were doing in my room, isn't it?"

Quiet. We're basically whispering. The sound of the shower hides our voices, but thankfully there's no one else in here, too.

"Put me down," she says.

I start to lower her to the ground like she asked. I don't fully realize that this means I need to kind of pull back and remove my cock from her pussy, though. I... alright, I'm going to be extremely honest right now and say that's not something I want to do. I just don't. I really like where my cock is at the moment and I'd prefer to keep it there.

Before I do any of that, I look at her. I think I'm pouting. She laughs and smiles bright at me.

"What's wrong?" she whispers.

"Do I have to?" I ask.

"Are you having fun?" she asks. "Do you like this?"

She wiggles her hips and squeezes against me, clenching her pussy on my cock. I die. My eyes roll into the back of my head and I'm pretty sure I see stars.

She kisses me lightly, my cheeks, my lips, up my jaw to my ear. "Please please
pretty please?
" she whispers, begging me with her soft voice. "Please let me down, Caleb?"

I do, but all the while she's over here wiggling and clenching and I'm not even thrusting into her but my cock feels amazing. I slide out of her when I set her down enough so that she can stand on her own. Half crouching in front of her, my cock bounces back hard, smacking roughly against my stomach before bobbing back in place.

We're standing face to face now. My cock is pointing almost directly at Scarlet's belly button. This is not what I want to point it at.

"Oh, poor Caleb," she says, smirking and winking at me.

I agree. I completely agree. Before I can tell her this, she gets to her knees in front of me. Sitting on her calves, lifting herself up a little, she grabs my shaft in her hand, wrapping her fingers around it, and opens her mouth wide. She strokes me slowly before pushing forward and wrapping her lips around my cock.

"Oh, fuck!" I say, grunting. This is probably louder than it should be. I hear the words echoing through our shower stall and then the rest of the bathroom.

Scarlet's lips curl into a grin as she sucks and strokes me. She hides behind my body, keeping safe from the shower water. I turn a little to guard her better, too. I kind of want to fall to the ground right now, especially when she swirls her tongue around the head of my cock and then sinks halfway down my shaft, but I don't think that's the best idea in the shower. Instead, I lean forward and press my palms against the tiles of the wall.

"Oohhhh, that's a sexy pose," she says, pausing to look up at me. I look down at her, her eyes wide and sparkling, a slip of drool trailing from the head of my cock to her seductive, smiling lips.

"Same," I tell her, grinning. "I like this view."

"Maybe we can figure out a way to do this?" she asks. "Show it from the top down, so in the movie they can see me from your point of view, and then maybe from the side to show the both of us from an outside perspective? It'll be like a sneak peek into our intimacy at the moment."