Stepbrother With Benefits 15 (Third Season) by Mia Clark Page A

faster now.  I can tell he's holding off, waiting, watching me.  He's enjoying the show, and I have to admit I'm kind of enjoying giving it to him, too.  It's different, and I like it a lot.  This isn't something we've ever done before.  We've done plenty of things in the shower, just nothing like this.
    Since we're apart, I guess it's fun to get creative, though...
    I play with my pussy, sliding my slippery, soap covered fingers up and down my labia.  I like the way it feels, all slick and wet, made even more slick and wet by the shower and the body wash.  I rub quickly at my clit, feeling an intense rush of sensation.  I close my eyes to revel in the feeling, but not before I look and notice Ethan staring at me with rapt intensity, his hand rhythmically stroking his cock for me, up and down, up, down, mmmm...
    I tease one finger inside of me, and then another.  It's nice.  It's not as full or as nice as Ethan's cock, but... sometimes you have to make do with what you have at hand, right?
    I pull my fingers out, and move them back to my clit, rubbing lighter this time.  Light becomes a little more, and a little more than that.  I peek open one eye and see Ethan still watching me, still excited for me.  The head of his cock glistens with his arousal, and it's all for me.
    The bag is getting a little wet, but it's just the outside.  So far, there's no steaminess going on.  Still... I need to finish this before things get too complicated.
    I should probably admit that I kind of want to finish it because I'd like to have an orgasm, too.  Um...
    I stroke my clit again, teasing myself more and more.  My legs tense and tighten.  I like this position, actually.  It's... I don't know how to explain it, really, but with my legs pressed hard against the opposite shower wall, the muscles in my thighs and calves tensing, and my core squeezing, too, it's like it's all tightening even more.
    I push two fingers inside me fast, thrusting in and out, gathering speed before moving them back to my clit.  I'm close.  Kind of close.  A little more... a little faster...
    I hear something.  It's someone, really.  The door to the women's bathroom opens.  I hear the telltale squeak of the hinges, then the sound of footsteps walking over the tiled floor.  It's not like this is strange or anything, because it's kind of one of the hazards of, um... doing what I'm doing?
    That's actually why Ethan suggested it.  He's weird.  I think he takes immense pleasure in making me squirm, and honestly I kind of like when he does it, too.  This time, though...
    Well, I still like it, but I need to be careful!  I don't exactly want anyone to figure out what I'm doing in here.
    I'm supposed to be a good girl, remember?
    Ethan catches me staring at the shower curtain and realizes what's going on.  He starts grinning uncontrollably at me while I tease and torment my clit with my fingers.  He holds a finger up to his mouth as if to say that I need to be quiet.
    I mouth the words "I know!" at him, and he starts to laugh.
    Oh no...
    The laugh isn't too loud, and it's somewhat short lived, but the sound echoes through the shower and into the rest of the bathroom.  The acoustics in here are pretty good.  It always seems like everything's louder in a restroom, don't you think?
    Yup, and, well... that's not very good right now.
    I cough to try and mask the sound, except I'm still masturbating over here, and it still feels good, so my cough kind of comes out like this:
    Ahemmmmmm... ohhhh.
    This is a totally regular way to cough, I assure you!  Or not really, but I hope the other person in the bathroom with me doesn't realize what's going on.
    I hesitate for a second, listening, but Ethan distracts me.  He distracts me with his cock, because that's just the kind of bad boy he is.  He strokes himself faster, apparently taking extreme pleasure in my current predicament.  I can see his cock flexing and throbbing in his hands, almost as if it's