Brother And Sister, Naked Together In The Bathroom, And Being Obnoxious To Each Other
I am new here, but a friend mentioned that you can anonymously share experiences, so here goes.
My sister and I are twins. I am loud, but she is a real fireball. When we were both 16, we stayed in the downstairs bedrooms, and my parents upstairs. There were three bedrooms downstairs. My sister had one, I had one, and there was a guest room. There was a hall bathroom between my bedroom and my sister’s. The guest room had a bathroom that had a second door onto the hall. No lock on the door between the guest room and the guest bathroom. That is where things got interesting.
I go up, and wanted to take a shower. The door the bathroom we shared was closed, so I thought my sister was taking a pee. I went off to the guest bathroom, which I entered through the hall. The door to the guest room was shut. I proceeded to take a shower. During the shower, I realized that I needed to pee quite badly. I held off, wanting to finish my shower. Finally, I was done with the shower, and jumped out. I did not grab a towel, I headed straight for the toilet.
Unknown to me, my sister had been sleeping in the guest room. Her room had been painted, and she did not like the smell. Because there were two doors, you had to stand right next to one of the doors to pee. Just as I was starting, the door opens, and my sister is standing there wearing only panties.
You would think that she would say excuse me, or sorry. But my sister and I did not have that kind of relationship. Now we were both virgins, and I had seen only magazine pictures and I don’t know what she had seen. I remember the conversation vividly, and my sister and I have told the story (together) multiple times, so what follows is a fairly accurate account that we both agree on.
She said “I have to pee, move.” I responded “I have to pee, and I was here first.” She said “Ladies first.” I said “is that why you are showing me your ****, so I know you are a lady?” She replied “How come you’re looking so hard. You haven’t taken your eyes off my breasts.” I replied “because they’re 6 inches from my face, and even though they are small they are hard to miss”. (Now we disagree on what I said. She says I replied “because you’re sticking those small things in my face”).
She said “Well haven’t you seen breasts before? I saw you trying to look down at *****’s cleavage. Don’t tell me you weren’t.” I replied “Those **** were partially covered, and yours are out and about. But *****’s **** were much bigger than yours, and the amount that was showing on one *** was more than the total of both your **** when you’re naked” (I was mean, wasn’t I). She replied “I really need to pee, hurry up”. She then removed her panties.
I said “Use the bathroom in the hall”. She replied “I am not going there, I’m naked, can’t you tell”. I said “Whose going to see you? Mom and Dad left for work already, I am looking at your **** right now anyway.”
Then she grabs her breasts in a supporting manner, and says “You know these are breasts, and all girls have them. They have nipples at the end. Some day, you’ll have some to play with, but not these.” (She denies the comments about the nipple and grabbing the breasts, but I was there and know what happened).
I then said “You are sure staring at my penis intently.” She replied, “Well, I am allowed to look at your penis and testicles all I want, because I am naked too. I’ll look at your pubic hair too. Besides, your penis is 4 inches from my face, and hard to miss, even though it is so tiny. Tell me, is that tiny penis with an erection?” (She was getting back at me for the small **** remark).
She continued “and you are sure looking a lot at my vagina. Look all you want, but that’s all you get to do. I am your sister, and that penis of yours will never enter my vagina. Probably too small to reach anyway.” (This is the part where she always blushes when we tell the story together. But she doesn’t deny saying any of it. And, nothing makes her blush.)
Well, I was done, and she was sitting on the toilet even before I had moved away. I guess she had to go. And, she didn’t bother to shut the door when she returned to the guest room to dress.
Well, my sister and I were never completely naked together again, but things were more relaxed. We used to study together, and she would remove her shirt, put on a nightshirt, slip her bra out from the shirt, then change her panties. And I used to change underwear with her in the room. We both saw plenty of each other, but after that bathroom experience, it all seemed so routine.
As you can imagine, my sister and I are great friends, and our kids get along great.