We’d a healthy sex life in our own perverse ways. It was a well kept secret. We would’ve plenty of opportunities and none were spared. Some were used to have fun in our way of home-bred method of getting physical while some were used to discovering new ways of pleasuring each other.
It was a few weeks since the Bedroom Incident. We’d plenty since then but the following is another major one.
It must have been around 7.30 in the evening & the climate was getting more humid by the day. Dad was still out and Mum had come back and was busy preparing the supper in the kitchen. She’d told little Nora to take a bath as soon as she’d come back from her play in the park. But she’d gone on dilly-dallying it till about now. I was in my room studying. I heard her singing a song and finally entering the bathroom and closing the door behind her. I’d no plans about it, no horny ideas. My mind was absolutely free of any derailed ideas.
It was around 8 when I heard her voice again. She was calling out for me. I was quite reluctant to get up and let her go on with her calls for me for some time thinking my mum would pick up the sound sooner or later. But she never showed up neither did Nora stop. So I finally got up and went up to the bathroom door. It was opened very slightly and Nora was right behind it. Her face lit-up when she saw me.
She said, “Aron, can you get me a towel? I forgot!”
Saying this she made this cute-puppy face. I ‘humph-ed!’ at her and went to fetch her towel she’d forgotten. After retrieving it I was handing it over to her. And that’s when the lighting struck me.
She was sitting behind the door on the floor and the door was slightly more open, enough for her to stick out her right hand. I handed her over the towel. She was in the process of taking it into the bathroom.
She tilted her head and said in a cute voice, “thank you!”
That’s when I caught a glimpse of her body, a glance of her timid nipples. Her whole body was soaking. It was like watching a fresh orange soaked in morning dew. You just need to hold it, squeeze it and the juice would fill you. The water-droplets on her neck were gently rolling down to her chest. Her body was glistening. And her wet-hair was sticking to her face and her lips.
The orange was going to meet the juicer.
I’d such a hard-on that I lost my mind. I pushed the door in and stepped into the bathroom. She quickly wrapped herself with the towel. The towel barely reached her knees and it was getting drenched by the minute after she wrapped it around.
I just had enough sense to babble, “Don’t worry.” After that I started necking her.
She was whispering into my ears, “Aron! Mum!!!”
I just kept on going drinking from her skin. Water never tasted so sweet. She didn’t put up much fight. Bathroom sex was going to be a new chapter in our love making session. I was nibbling her ear lobes. It tasted delectable. I started deep kissing her. She was a good kisser. Her towel was tucked right above her little bumpy puffed up nipples. I nudged her wet towel slightly down that freed her puffed up nipples. I started gorging on them. My deep sucking on those lips and the occasional brush against the course material of the towel tucked right below her nipples made them really stand out.
She voluntarily parted her legs because she knew my ultimate goal. I didn’t realise this till her height slackened and the nipples I was feeding on got yanked out of my mouth. I crouched a little more as she was already quite shorter to me. My hands snaked their way down to her honey dew wet snatch. Her body was barely covered with the towel. I squeezed her pussy lips together like you would squeeze a lime. She gave a ‘yelp!’ We both giggled in a nervous way.
She said,”We don’t have much time.” I pulled my shorts down a little and my dick sprang out. It’d ropes of shiny pre-cum oozing and sticking to my boxer. I didn’t bother wiping it. Just homed it straight to her cunt. She laid her head on my chest. Her wet hair was steadily soaking my grey T-shirt. I was sucking on her collar bone. Licking her skin, I felt as I was drinking from a wine filled chalice.
She held her legs together. For a split second I wanted to ram my cock into her cunt. But her innocent face stopped me from doing it. I knew I loved her too much to hurt her. No one could hurt my baby sis, not even my incestuous cock hard-wired with a mind of its own.
I pinned her against the bathroom’s tilled wall. I was sliding my cock against her cunt between her legs. The height of danger always does charm to our sex. I was kissing her deep. She was equally and earnestly kissing me back. I took a step back and went on my knees. She looked fresh and famished at the same time. I parted her legs and pressed her against the dewy wet wall. Her dripping wet locks were trickling water as she looked down on me curiously. I slid a hand through her towel from bottom and palmed her tummy gently. Meanwhile I gently licked her pussy lips. The joy of licking that bald cunt is beyond words, the fact that it was soaking with hot love juice and softened with baby soap washed off with water made it taste sweet.
My tongue was busy lapping up her cunt giving it a vigorous scrub. She kept clutching her towel with one hand and my head with other. I would slide her little clit between my teeth and flick at its end with my tongue rapidly. Her stance was slackening with each lick.
She was making slow love noises, “mmmhmm......ah!....hmmm” when each time I mutilated her tiny clitty. To this I would occasionally push her hymen with my tongue gently. To which she would reply with a hushed seer, “ssssssssss...ahhhh” and taut muscles. I was so close to her randy pussy that I could see her hymen up close. Its orifice was shut with those peachy red tight love doors I kept dreaming of pushing apart one day.
I got up and carefully pushed my cock head again between her legs against her cunt. She poured body lotion onto my cock. I worked up a fine lather. I kept pounding her faster and faster. I was close to my orgasm. She was silent with her eyes closed. I was kissing her neck. As I was about to come I bit into her neck and she yelped in surprise.
Within moments I heard footsteps and in the next fraction of second the door banged open and mum was standing at the door. It is the most horrifying and embarrassing moment of my life. Everything happened so fast and simultaneously that my luck couldn’t have been worse. She came in and screamed in shock. The situation was bad but it got worse when I shot oodles of cum into her hot cunt, cause I came at the exact same moment. When we stood apart in the immediate aftermath with our heads bowed down I could see a thin long rope of shiny cum trailing from her cunt from underneath the towel. Her cunt was coated and creamed with fresh cum. She was scared and shaking with fear. Suddenly the sweltering hot bathroom was devoid of any warmth and was rather chilly. I didn’t even have the guts to break the rope of cum and watched it steadily sag, arc and the thin-out onto the watery abyss of a floor.
Meanwhile mum kept on screaming and shouting. She also probably saw the shiny silvery connection trailing between Nora’s cunt leading to my crotch. So she yanked her away. I heard a lot of scolding that day. Nora did too. On asking for how long we’d been together Nora didn’t rat me out. My version was ‘this was our first, that too cause I lost control over myself.’
I was sent away to someplace to complete my studies far away from home. Dad never came to know why I was sent away except that I needed a better school. Nora and I didn’t meet for another year.
By the time we met, things were different between us.
The story arc It is going to be a 10 part tale with enough loose ends for a prologue or an epilogue depending on how much people like it. The penetration needs a few more stories, consider it as a foreplay before the final dip but its a roller coaster ride from there on. It does have two more incests in the future.
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