Imagine you’re in the Kisaragi household after Momo invited you to sleep over. The Kisaragi siblings are one of your best friends so you’re ecstatic. After a long night, full of eating, playing and talking, you go to sleep. Your beauty sleep lasted barely hours and its dawn when you wake up. You figure Mrs. Kisaragi won’t mind if you use the shower. After undressing, you hop in the shower and turn on the faucet. While soaping your arms, the sound of the door reveals you forgot to lock the door.
-Ah, you’re showering? Sorry. – It’s Shintaro.
While the teenager brushes his teeth, you keep massaging your body with the soap. It feels nice and it smells good. The hot water, combined with the smoothness of the bubbles, makes you let out a slightly loud moan.
-I’m showering, what do you think?
-Ah, it’s just that… that sounded very dirty – you both chuckle.
-Oh? So, me inside the shower… is it turning you on? Huh?
-Well, yeah, it does - You don’t know if he’s joking. – There’s a brief, awkward silence.
-Can I shower with you? – The silence has been broken.
On the blink of an eye, Shintaro stripped naked and entered the shower without your permission. He slides over the shower head, blocking you of any hot water.
-What? Aren’t we friends? – He cockily asks.
-Don’t you trust me? Did you forget this is my shower?
-Get out! – You try to sound angry, but your yelling ended up sounding flustered, and as your friend flashes you a cocky smile, righteousness overruled shame.
As you were struggling over the shower head, a wrong movement sent you both crashing to the floor; you fall butt first. But Shintaro falls exactly over you, taking away any space you’ve had left. You look at Shintaro, hoping to see his dazed, embarrassed face, but instead…
He’s looking at you. With hungry eyes. You inattentively look back. This leading to that, you both kiss. Then you kiss again, and again and again until your tongues get involved and the shower gets even hotter, not because of the water. Rationality went down the drain along with soapy, slippery water. You mentally berated yourself, but it didn’t last long, since the feeling of two foreign fingers and soap made your entrance quiver. You almost reflexively grab your friend’s dick and start pumping in synch with his fingering. The fingers are quickly replaced.
-What!? NO! – Shintaro put his other hand in your mouth.
-Do you want Momo and my mom to wake up?
Shintaro’s thrusts make you feel dizzy. You gasp for air and hope the water muffles the lewd sounds. The wet hotness in your genitals threatens to burst out in a pleasant itch that intensifies when your “friend” uses his hand to rub your body, purposefully avoiding a certain zone.
-You still showering? Are you okay?
-Crap! It’s Momo! – you think, this when Shintaro slows down, if not outright stops and his face flushes red.
-Ah, ah… I’m fine. – You say this last part louder in hopes she doesn’t notice your moans.
-Okay… I’ll brush my teeth and leave you alone. – Shintaro grins mischievously.
-Don’t- ugh! – He resumes the thrusts barely muted by the still falling hot water.
-You have no idea of the lewd face you’ve got. – It seems the thought of getting caught by his own sister turned him on even more, you wisely cover your mouth with both hands and look away, still feeling his pressing hardness.
Once the bathroom’s door closed again; with Momo innocently and blissfully unaware of the debauchery taking place next to her, Shintaro swiftly grabs your hands, locks them above your head and thrusts even harder and rougher, peppering you with kisses and light bites until he climaxes inside of you. Noticing you’re not done yet, he spreads open your legs, staining the water white in the process, and tortures your genitals with his hand. Then, you come.
Face bright red, you fly out of the shower, dress up just as quickly, barely drying yourself. You meet Momo at the dinner table, lie about her brother just entering the shower, and eat your breakfast avoiding eye contact. Once Shintaro and his mother join the table, you look at him with annoyance and avoid the urge to call him an asshole.
