Naked in the House
The clouds had fallen in thick threads last night. Birds had noisily celebrated the dawn after the rain had stopped. The trees had gently stretched their leaves as the sun slowly unveiled by the clouds painted the leaves bright green. Everything was shiny, bright, slippery, muddy - there was energy in everything and when I woke up I was restless.
I remember driving the Honda Activa through the mountain touched wind. I live in area where Himalayas, the tallest lands on earth gently bend to touch the plain's feet. It is a custom to touch elder's feet where I live as a sign of submission to their wisdom and authority.
When I think about it, it was inevitable - my body had decided itself to drive out of the city and into this dance of air, water and life. The river flowing at the base of the mountain purred to me like a confident seductress; the creepers, fig trees were all wet as though the majestic dancing clouds were too sexual for them. The cold air had invaded my body - running its finger tips over my Pecs, arms and back trying to undo my pants but checked by a persistent button. All these thoughts had made me erect when I had reached my sister's house.
Didi is 6 yrs older than me. Her facial features are exactly similar to mine - large forehead, large brown eyes, high cheek bones, lips not full but not like the British who ruled here 70 years ago. At 5'7" she is tall for a South Asian girl but I grew taller at 5'11". When she was a teenager, she was thin and cute but now at 28 she had let herself go especially after birth of her first child. She was out in the verandah with her baby when I reached the house. Her husband was off to work. I walked down the ramp to get close to her. Through her loose kurta- pajama, her ripe breasts were jutting out as though wanting to take me in embrace. She had grown in size, her face appeared more round than I could ever remember. All of her body was concaves and convexes but her hips were especially curvy. As was customary, I touched her feet as a greeting and hugged her. It was obvious she was without bra as her nipples and mine met exactly two cotton layers apart. She hugged me tighter. It was her way of showing that there was nothing sexual in this. But it was really sexual for me.
I let my arms wrap on her waist and planted a kiss near her lips.
"How are you?" I initiated.
"The same- busy being a mom."
We always smiled when we talked, savoring shared memories unconsciously.
My sister was very different from my mother - she was a premium lady. Everything she bought, owned or chose had to be top quality, carefully cute or efficiently smart. Her house was filled with colorful stuff placed neatly in proper places. She is always very warm to everyone. After eating some pakodas which I cooked, we sat down looking at the mountain and the river flowing at its base. The clouds had torn themselves trying to wrap around the massive peak. We silently watched all of this.
Her baby started to clutch at her loose kurta pulling it down - giving me a glance of her lovely swollen breast. I glanced down in some irrational guilt as she suckled her baby.
"It's okay. You can look."
Smiling sheepishly, I raised my eyes. They were massive - red and blue blood vessels flowed down the red pointy peak. When he stopped suckling, the baby left his saliva on her nipples. Can I suck too, I wanted to ask. She went off to put her baby to sleep.
Even after returning, Didi did not cover her breast. She let them dry in the cool air coming from the mountains. I ran my eyes on her bare brown waist from the side. Her pajama thread was tied in the middle of her bellybutton making her navel visible like a half moon. As we stared at the mountain, she stretched out her long thick thighs in front of her and rested them on her feet. Her arched back - which was supported on her hands - stretched and her kurta slipped higher, revealing her breasts whole.
The cool wind was gently sliding on my face, so I bared my chest to feel it on my body.
She broke into an understanding smile.
"Nice wind," my voice was failing me at the sight of her breasts.
"Yeah!"
It was this moment that I noticed her hair- untied, shoulder length, glossy black. Hair was a big turn on for me.
I was getting hot.
Without saying a word, she sat straight on her back, removed her kurti - baring her upper body and lied down on her back. Turning her face to me she raised one eyebrow and smiled playfully as though saying, why should you have all the fun in the wind? I smiled back longing to touch her small round shoulders and thick arms, to run my hands in her hair, to kiss on her innocent warm neck.
When both of us lay down, I took her arm and placed my head on it sideways- like we used to do in childhood when we slept on the same bed every night. She turned on her side to face me and put her other hand on the round of my triceps.
"My big strong brother," she said lovingly.
"My beautiful sister," I replied gently.
She put a hand on my cheek and kissed my forehead very slowly as though tasting it. I looked at the absolute large red nipples on her breasts now facing the ground. She was running her hand through my hair when I put my large hand on her body under her armpits. She closed her eyes and momentarily shook but kept in the same position. Very slowly I moved my fingertips on the side of her body. Placing her hand behind my head she pulled herself closer to me. Moving towards her so my face was just in front of hers, I placed my legs on her feeling her soft thick thighs with my knees. Taking her in my arms, I kissed her under her chin, near her throat and slowly a peck on her neck. She had grabbed my body tightly now. I opened my eyes to look at my Didi's eyes momentarily before I plunged my lips into hers. We kissed passionately- Exchanging saliva, touching tongues, exploring each other's mouth to see how different areas tasted, savoring. I put my hand on her ass and pulled her towards me roughly.
"No no no no," she pulled back, "What is happening?"
She sat up and turned away.
I sat up beside her, and quietly placed my hand on her bare shoulder. Massaging her, I moved my hand slowly taking a lot of time, on her beautiful back. Coming behind her I wrapped my legs around her so my chest touched her back; then I wrapped my arms around her stomach.
"I love you," I whispered in her ear and put my right hand on her left breast. She put her hand on my hand wordlessly and pulled it from there. I moved again this time pinning her arm with my biceps as I grabbed her breast. She breathed audibly in large breaths.
When I put my left hand on her belly button expressing my intention to feel her down there, she grabbed it with all her might to pull it but she couldn't.
I was inhaling my sister, kissing her neck, twisting the erect nipple on her big round boob so she let it be and I forced my hand in her pajama invading her and molested her pussy.
"You like this, huh? Never took you for that kind of girl Didi but you are so slutty," I mocked seriously as she shook, arched her neck leaning herself on my shoulder. Rubbing her pussy with my thumb and fingers, I inserted two fingers slowly feeling the soft tissue down there.
"Oh! So much wetness for your brother, Didi?" I teased her.
"Hmm," she muttered, "Kiss me please."
Wrapping my lips in hers, her boobs in my hand, her pussy in my other hand, I realised I had taken her completely. She was pinned, unable to move. This thought excited me even more and my cock was hurting to get out.
"Remove your pajama," I ordered her.
She complied and got naked for me. I did the same and said to her, "Come sit on my lap."
As she sat, my hard cock grazed in her pussy lips sliding on it. She looked at my cock as though it was her own. She spit on it and stoked it with her long fingers. The same fingers which had a wedding ring as well as stunning purple nail paint. My toes were curling every time she moved her palm on my head or tightly pulled her hand on my shaft.
"You're so big," she said.
It felt good.
She took her time and my cock had gotten bigger and turned so stiff you could think it was steel.
I pulled her shoulders back to lay her down with me on the floor. I tied her legs with mine; my cock was escaping between her thighs as I put my hand on her throat and licked her ear. In quick movements I put my hand on her pubic bone, and with the other hand pulled at her knees to open her pussy for my cock.
"Didi, me aapki chut lene wala hun," I said.
("Didi, I am going to fuck your pussy.")
I positioned my cock on her pussy and thrust powerfully. She arched her back to ease my entry. I pulled out very slowly and slammed it in again this time using all my strength.
"Oww," she cried, "Don't be a monster!"
I laughed and again very slowly pulled out. This time I waited and teased her, and when the tension reached breaking point, I slammed even harder. Her whole body shook.
"Remember I am older than you," She said.
"I don't care," I said as I started to pull out for another pounding.
She pulled herself up and started to run away from me. Making a face, she pulled a thumb and waved it at me and ran towards the bathroom.
Immediately I stood up and ran behind her. When I reached, I pushed the closed door but was resisted by her pushing from the other side.
"Let me in!" I was desperate.
"No," She laughed teasingly.
I pushed with all my strength. She matched me. Slowly the door opened a little when I leaned in, giving me a glimpse of her naked arm.
"Go away, I am bathing," she laughed.
I grunted and pushed the door open. She fell back on the tiled wall.
I entered, pulled the shower lever and leaned in to her as the water whished down.
A water drop dropped from the shower, fell on her head, rode down a greasy strand on her forehead, traced the curve of her nose, slid to her upper lip, where it met my lips. It flattened under my lips, entered my mouth where it flowed untethered, between her and my tongues finally resting on my tongue.
I lowered my head and spit the water drop on my sister's pussy and took her with my mouth. The water drop moved on my sisters pubic area, rested for a while on the angle to turn to her thigh where it moved a bit slower. It gained momentum as her knees got weaker and with a sudden shake of her knee, the water drop fell on the tiled floor only to be stepped on my muscular foot.
I licked her, pushed the clit hood up and touched her clit; I grabbed her; her ass in both my hands, I tried to unveil and touch everything between her legs. I kissed her, I smelled her, touched her with my face, my chin, my tongue, my fingertips. She was doubling over, unable to stand in pleasure. I rose and held her in my arms, and kissed her on the lips.
I flicked her nipple with my finger.
"Who's the strong one now?" I mocked her.
"I am!" she said assertively.
"Oh, really?" I shot back.
I turned her around and pinned her on the wall. As the water flowed on her back, I moved my hand in it, enjoying her body.
Finally pinning her down I mocked her, "Let's see who comes first. The one who lasts longer is the strong one."
"Accepted," she said, her voice hoarse.
Taking out my veiny big red cock, dripping in water and pre cum, I stroked it lightly. With my left hand I pressed my taint (between the testicles and asshole) and it filled with even more blood. The head shined like a forbidden red apple.
"I am not going to stop until you beg me, Didi."
And with that I put the big red veiny cock into her slippery throbbing wide gaping cunt.
"Oh!" she grunted as she received the crown muscle of my body.
One hand on her shoulder, other around her stomach, I fucked her pussy letting her ass slide on my body. Total pounding. I did not care if I hurt myself. Pain did not exist for me. Only pleasure. Wordlessly like a machine I fucked her. In and out, up and down were the only movements in my whole body. All sensations and nerves lined on my cock going in her wet insides, feeling the shape of her cavity, her womb. As she started breathing heavily and curling her toes, she shouted, "Harder! Is that all you can do?" in mock anger.
"Fuck!" I shouted and picked up pace, pounding her- the sound of my body slapping against hers crashed through my ears. She had her hand on the wall for support so nothing could stop me from massaging her clit with one hand and plucking her nipples with the other.
Although her body responded to my touch, she kept quiet.
I mechanically pleasured her till my hands got tired.
"You will come first," I said in mock anger and grabbed her hair, bend her body in doggy style and slammed myself in. When I pulled on her hair to arch her back, she let out the first moan, "Ahhh!"
Hearing her, my cock filled even more. It was so tight that it could have exploded like a bomb.
"Damn!" I said and pulled her on my cock once more.
I knew I was going to come soon, so I pulled her harder, arching her even more, and slapped her tight ass. Whack!
The pain ringed in my hand and her ass got red, and she cried, "Oh God!"
Pulling her towards me, I started fucking her determined to lose to my sister.
Fucking, she put her right foot on mine. I felt it curling. I fucked harder. This time my body had gone out of control. It was moving on its own, like it knew how to do it better than me, without my conscious thought.
A few seconds later, my cock exploded a river into her pussy. I was having spasms unable to control my body. All I could feel was how she was also struggling to stand on her feet. Both of us had come at the same time, our bodies dancing in slippery bathroom under water.
"I won!" I said grabbing her tits for support.
"Oh! really? Then what is this," she pointed to my flaccid cock in her hand.
"You came first though."
"Do you have proof?"
"I'll tell mom!"
Both of laughed.
We got dressed and ate out lunch. Everything went in the same way as before, there was no unnecessary tension between us. Just more love."
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