Chapter 35: Intimate Communication with My Sister
Chapter 35: Intimate Communication with My Sister
My palm seemed to move of its own accord, instinctively sliding around my sister's soft waist and pulling her closer into my embrace. "Of course you can."
I gave her nose a playful pinch. "Planning on sleeping here again tonight?"
"Mhm~" My sister nuzzled her small face into my chest. "I have to go back to school tomorrow, so I want to spend a little more time with you."
"Alright."
I tightened my arm around her slender waist, pulling our bodies flush against each other. "Is your bedroom door locked?"
Mom had given her a real earful this morning for sleeping in my room; there was no telling if she might stage a surprise inspection.
"Don't worry~"
My sister had just finished bathing, and the scent of her body wash was intoxicating, refreshing my very soul. She spoke in a soft, sweet voice, "Do you think I'm that stupid? I definitely locked it before coming over."
"That’s good then."
I let out a quiet sigh of relief. Dating my sister felt like being part of an underground resistance, constantly terrified that Mom might find out.
My sister let out a soft yawn, her breath smelling sweet and fragrant. "I've been running around all day. I'm so sleepy~"
"Where did you go to play?"
"I didn't have a moment's rest all day," she whispered. "I was out shopping at the mall the entire time."
Her earlobes were pink and translucent. I couldn't resist taking one into my mouth, licking and suckling it gently as I asked muffle-voiced, "Do you want me to go with you tomorrow?"
"Sure~"
Sensing the movement at her earlobe, she playfully flicked her tongue across my chin and Adam's apple. "I'm planning to go find Chen Xiao tomorrow. It’ll be perfect if you come with me."
"Huh?"
I froze for a moment. No way, what a coincidence.
"What are you looking for her for?" My heart began to thud. I had been planning to visit Chen Xiao tomorrow at noon myself.
My sister gritted her pearly-white teeth, looking resentful. "That girl stood me up because of her boyfriend. Tomorrow, I have to interrogate her and find out exactly what this boyfriend of hers looks like."
I felt a pang of guilt. "Did she agree to meet you?"
"No." My sister shook her head. "But it doesn't matter if she agrees or not. I know exactly where she takes her ballet classes."
"I... I see~"
I managed to choke out the words. It looked like my plan to spend some alone time with Chen Xiao was likely going up in smoke.
My sister looked at me strangely. "Why do you sound so reluctant? Don't you want to go? I remember you and Chen Xiao were quite close back in middle school."
"No, I'll go." I suddenly remembered how she used to get angry at me in middle school because I was too close to Chen Xiao, so I couldn't help but tease her. "I'm just afraid you'll get jealous."
My sister instantly perked up, her peach blossom eyes snapping wide as the sleepiness vanished from her face. "Jealous? Why would I be jealous?"
"Did you forget? Back in middle school, you didn't talk to either of us for days because Chen Xiao and I were too close."
She huffed twice, clearly remembering the past. "Narcissist," she said crossly. "Even if I gave you away for free now, nobody would want you."
"If you say so." I continued to tease the girl in my arms. "Chen Xiao is so beautiful; it wouldn't be so bad to chase her and make her my girlfriend."
"You wouldn't dare!" My sister immediately nipped at my Adam's apple like a little vampire. "Chen Xiao has a boyfriend," she huffed. "You're not allowed to mess with her!"
I gave her beautiful ass a playful swat. "What's there to be afraid of? Good girls are meant to be stolen."
"You!" She ground her teeth together. "Don't you know you already have a girlfriend?"
I played dumb on purpose. "And who is my girlfriend?"
Hearing this, she bit her lip and remained silent for a long time. Her peach blossom eyes stared straight at me, gradually turning red at the rims.
I panicked instantly and pulled her close, whispering comforts. "Alright, alright, I was just teasing. I only have one girlfriend, and that's you!"
She wiped the corners of her eyes, then suddenly, without any warning, she reached into my panties and grabbed my cock. She gave it a firm squeeze, her expression mock-ferocious. "If you dare find another girlfriend, I'll bite this thing off!"
A cold sweat broke out on my back. The shadow of my maternal aunt nearly crushing my scrotum still loomed over me.
Why did women always like to target a man's "that place" whenever they got angry?
I quickly begged for mercy. "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."
The corners of her mouth curled up, her face full of pride. "It's good that you know to be afraid."
However, her expression soon became quite interesting as she felt the change in the phallus in her hand.
My sister had long, slender fingers and jade-like hands—the hands of a piano player. She took very good care of them.
With her holding my dick bare-handed like this, how could I not react?
She flusteredly let go, her cheeks flushing a soft pink, looking quite shy. My sister had always been a bit reserved when it came to these things.
Looking at her tempting face, to be honest, I’d had a slight reaction from the moment she crawled into my blankets. Now, with her exquisite, alluring body in my arms, how could I hold back?
I pulled her tightly against me and hiked her nightdress up to her slender waist. My turgid cock, freed from the constraints of my panties, acted like a sharp sword, slowly piercing into the crevice between her legs. It was tightly enveloped by the tender flesh of her inner thighs and her plump mons pubis.
"Haa... so good..."
I let out a long sigh of relief.
My sister's face was flushed deep red. The scorching cock pressed against the entrance of her pussy made her entire body go weak.
"Brother~ are we doing it again?" she asked nervously, her hands clinging to my shoulders.
"Mhm." I kneaded her beautiful ass. Her butt cheeks were fleshy and round, feeling incredible to the touch. "Just like last night, we'll just rub for a bit."
"Okay~"
She didn't show any resistance. Instead, she slightly arched her slender waist, proactively pressing closer to me. Her thighs formed a "flesh tunnel," swallowing my dick a bit deeper.
"Good girl. I love you so much."
Her proactiveness made my blood boil. I couldn't help but lean down and kiss her lips, my tongue tangling and exploring inside her mouth.
With her mouth occupied, her response was muffled, but I could vaguely make out her saying, "I love you too."
I thrust my hips slightly, driving my cock to slowly slide back and forth within her thigh-tunnel. She was very sensitive; before long, I could feel the wetness at the center of her legs.
We held each other tightly, face to face, our eyes filled with lingering affection. Our mouths were locked in a deep kiss, tongues entwined inseparably, while our genitals below were pressed together, grinding back and forth.
"Haa... haa..."
I don't know how much time passed, but her breathing became increasingly heavy from the kissing. Her lower body was also wet and sticky; I didn't know how much "love juice" she had leaked, but it made my thrusting much smoother.
"Nnh~"
With a low moan, she broke away from the kiss. Her red lips were slightly parted, her pink tongue peeking out as she panted for breath.
Seeing her look so overwhelmed, my blood surged. I tightened my grip on her body and began to thrust my lower half even more fiercely. The scorching glans crashed through her thigh-tunnel, grinding over her tender vaginal opening again and again. My hips slapped against her lower abdomen with a rhythmic "pa-pa" sound.
"Mmm~ mmm~"
Her peach blossom eyes were misty. The pleasure from the friction at her private parts made her moan and pant incessantly, her tongue half-protruding from her mouth. Her jade arms were wrapped tightly around my neck as we clung to each other in a desperate embrace.
"Bro... Brother, gentler..."
She pleaded piteously, her voice sounding like a sob, unable to endure the surging waves of intense pleasure.
I leaned down to kiss her mouth, gently biting her tongue. My only response was to thrust even faster and harder.
Amidst the intense friction, the sound of light footsteps suddenly echoed from the living room. Although the sound was very faint and the doors and walls were well-insulated, I heard it clearly.
I immediately held my breath, and the thrusting of my hips came to a halt.
Deep in the throes of passion, my sister still had her eyes half-closed, her fragrant tongue licking at my lips.
"Shh~"
I made a "hush" gesture. Her eyes were clouded with lust, and she was still unknowingly arching her soft waist for more, proactively swallowing the cock between her thighs.
I squeezed her beautiful ass and whispered, "Mom is outside..."
As soon as the words left my mouth, her eyes snapped into clarity, her face filling with tension.
For about thirty seconds, we could vaguely hear the sound of a doorknob turning from her bedroom next door.
We looked at each other, not daring to even breathe. Another two or three minutes passed, and the living room remained silent.
"Did Mom leave?" she whispered.
"Probably?" I gave a shallow thrust within her soaked thighs. To be honest, I wasn't sure if she had left either.
Just as I finished speaking, a knock suddenly came from the bedroom door.
We both jolted. My sister had it worse; under the extreme tension, her whole body trembled, and the intense stimulation actually pushed her into a small orgasm.
Seeing her mouth open as she prepared to moan, I quickly covered her lips with mine, stifling the sound.
A surge of wetness flooded my cock, as if it were being tightly squeezed by a soaked pussy. The sensation was so good that my entire body tensed up. I gripped her butt cheeks tightly, barely managing to keep myself from ejaculating.
"Lin Yuan, are you asleep?"
Mom's clear voice came from outside the door. It was very soft, almost a whisper.
I shook my head slightly, signaling my sister not to make a sound.
Her body was still trembling slightly, not yet free from the afterglow of her orgasm.
I thought Mom would give up after a few knocks, but to my surprise, she was persistent, knocking again and again as if she intended to keep going until the door opened.