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

twitching and trying to free itself from his grip.  It's like it has a mind of its own, and it wants to give me everything it has to offer.
    I like when it does that, too.  I like when Ethan claims me, his cock deep inside me, and I can feel him tensing, his shaft trembling, the head of his cock growing a little bigger, a little more, until he fills me completely, jet after jet of his cum splashing inside me.
    This kind of catches me off guard, the daydream and remembrance becoming so vivid along with the lovely sensation of my fingers dancing across my clit.  I find myself stroking faster and faster, wanting to cum with Ethan, wanting to feel my pussy clenching around his cock and squeezing every last drop of his orgasm into me.
    I open my mouth, but no sounds come out.  Not yet, at least.  I'm about to cum... so very very close, and...
    Ethan cums first, but I'm a very close second.  As soon as I see the first jet of whiteness jolt up and onto his deliciously sexy abs, I start to climax, too.  My body shakes, but I clench myself in place, my feet pressing hard against the opposite shower wall.  I feel like I'm about to break the wall down, that's how strong everything seems.  My body bucks, hips wriggling against the slick, wet tiles beneath me.  The shower becomes an afterthought, as does the other person in the restroom with me.
    Um, this probably isn't a good thing?
    I let out a lusty gasp, followed by a delighted moan.  Through half-lidded eyes, I gaze at Ethan as he keeps cumming.  It's one strong first jet, followed by another smaller one, then one more.  He keeps stroking himself, and soon his cum leaves a creamy trail along his shaft and over his fingers.  I kind of wish I could pick up my phone and lick the screen so I could lick it off for him and clean him up.
    I catch myself in a sort of hazy daydream, my fingers coming to my lips, tongue lapping out and licking at the slickness of my own arousal.  I pretend it's Ethan's, though.  I pretend I just asked him if I could clean him up with my mouth, but in reality I'm trying to stoke some further flames, wanting to bring him to attention once more so that we can have more sexy fun.
    This all comes to an abrupt end when the other person in the women's bathroom calls out.
    "Are you masturbating in there?"
    Oh my God, it's Jacky.  My roommate.  Um...
    And I was making sex noises.  I guess technically they weren't sex noises, they were masturbation noises, but it's not like this is a lot better.  Ethan smirks at me, silently snickering.  I glare at him, then I give him a quick kiss goodbye, and hang up the phone.
    I'm busy, Ethan!  I'll talk to you later!  I can't believe you convinced me to do this.  If my roommate didn't think I was a sex-crazed freak before this, I'm pretty sure she does now.
    "I'm just showering!" I stammer, trying to stand up.
    This really doesn't work.  My legs are shaky from my previous orgasm and I basically play the part of a newborn foal, stumbling on my feet and sliding back to the shower floor.  Ugh.  Really?
    I do what I can to try and fix this situation before it gets weird or worse.  I guess it's already weird, though?  It's not going to get worse, I swear!  I peel the duct tape off the shower wall and hide my phone with my clothes so it won't get wet.  I mean, it's in a bag, but still.  I can't just leave it there.
    "If that's the kind of shower you take, you really need to tell me your secret.  It sounded kind of orgasmic.  Like one of those shampoo commercials," Jacky says.
    "It's my conditioner," I tell her, going with it.  "It's a special one."
    This sounds dumb, even to me, but it's the first thing that came to my mind.  I had a reason for it, though.  You know how some people use homemade conditioner made from egg whites?  I was looking something up online once, for random curiosity reasons, and supposedly a man's semen has a similar nutritional value to egg whites.
    And I just saw Ethan's cum,