The passage of time – 1

These stories will be written from either the brother’s perspective or the sister’s. You’ll intuitively understand or made clear.
It was a dry Wednesday afternoon. She’d come back after her school. I’d come back from my school just a little while earlier than she had. My mum was on a leave that day. So it was practically a different kind of home coming for both of us. We’d warm lunch served right in front of us. We all had good lunch where Nora couldn’t stop jabbering about her day. She was like an unwilting flower even in the terrible heat outside. I was barely keeping up with her initially. Later on we were all listening to her talk animatedly about her day at school. After the lunch Mum cleared up the dishes. I went ahead and changed into shorts and a tee. As per the rule Nora was supposed to change into her pyjamas but she played around, watched her favourite cartoon.
So when mum was finally free, she spotted little Nora jumping up and down on the sofa wearing her chequered school skirt. Mum was furious but she let go of it. She ordered Nora to go over to the master bedroom for an afternoon siesta. I was also invited. This usually isn’t the case. But our Air-conditioning system broke down. But mum and dad had one their own in the master bedroom.
Thus we all came together on that one giant bed. Mum was lying on one end and I on the other, my sister was in the middle. She just wanted to keep on talking about her day and the cartoon she just saw on Tv. I was far from sleep that time. So I paid attention to her. Slowly Mum drifted off to sleep. I was getting hornier by the second for no reason maybe it was because Nora was lying so close to me wearing a T-shirt and her Tartan school skirt. She was looking away from me and talking away, Mum had her back turned towards Nora. I took the opportunity and casually put my arms around Nora and pulled her closer to me. My cock was raging in anticipation by now. She didn’t mind this and kept on talking. I lifted up my head and double checked If mum was really asleep. I even checked the clock; I’d a good one hour before she woke up.
While Nora kept on talking I slowly slipped my hand into small white undies. I was lying behind her. We were spooning. As soon as my fingers caressed her little cream colored hairless bald pussy, she stopped short. I slowly started sliding my fingers into her tight slit. She breathed in hard.
She turned around slowly without making much movement muttered under her breath, “What’re you doing? Mum is lying right next to us!!”
I hushed her said, “Keep looking over to mum’s side and squeeze your legs together if you see mum’s head make even a slightest of movement. And keep talking!!”
She was all game for it. She kept on talking some gibber. Now I could definitely pay no more attention as I was working up her cunny. Whatever I could make of it, she was babbling herself like a old record on loop. Her mind was definitely elsewhere.
To be on the safer side I pulled up a linen sheet over us. Now I was all set to work her up. My dick was oozing with pre-cum. The prospect of copulating with her when mum was lying just a few inches away from us was incredible! The temperature inside the sheets was rising. I licked my fingers and dug in again.
I asked her slowly in a whisper, between her inconsistent and incoherent jabbering, “Can you apply a dollop of spit onto your cunny.”
Without questions she spat into her palm and reached into her floral printed bloomers. She loved those, little did she know how stained they were going to be by the end of this carnival of lust.
I was creaming her pussy in nice, soft circular motion. Her tartan skirt was bunched up at her tummy under the sheets. She kept parting her little legs each time I stroked her clitty as if it was a reflex. Soon she just went silent. I didn’t question it or issue any new pretexts. I just kept pacing my fingers working on her little bald pussy.
In a little while I felt her hand snake backwards into my shorts. She was stroking my cock. It isn’t that long to boast about. But for her little cunt it was monstrous enough. Her hands that could barely wrap around them made my cock seem too fat, long and veiny for her to accommodate. It was slimy with all the pre-cum. She stroked it a few more times and drew back her hands. I was sure it was all slimy and sticky. What I wasn’t sure of was her next move. She dipped her hands again back into her bloomers and nudged away my hands. I pulled my hands out of her skirt. She painted her cunt, every nook and corner of it, with the sticky cum in her hands.
She turned slightly and whispered, “I’m ready now.”
I lifted up my head ever so slightly. Pulled out my cock and applied a little saliva on it. I pulled up her skirt from the back and pulled it down to its normal state from the front. So that if mum were to ever wake up and pull down the sheets we would still have a fighting chance. I gently nudged the mushroom head from behind, between her legs. She slightly lifted her legs and my dick was easily cradled between her thighs against her clit. We’d both decided to put off the act of penetration for a while till she was ready for it <that’s another story>. Meanwhile I put my arm around her and slid my hands into her skirt from the front.
There was an absolute silence in that room. The silence was compounded by the vacuum that air-conditioning system brings with it. Even the slightest of ‘squelch’ against her cunny would echo!
I was oozing pre-cum no holds barred onto her cunny crevasses. We were both lost in our own worlds where movement was urgent yet limited. I softly nuzzled her neck. I could hear her heavy breathing. She pushed her cute little butt onto my cock, bringing her love-pot as close to my love juices as possible. It was her own way of being in unison.
I kept sliding my cock against her clit. Her clit would protrude out of her pussy lips after each push. Simultaneously I would stroke her clit in a circular pattern each time.
As this went on I was slowly gaining pace. I didn’t even realise when I increased my pace. But she did, for she immediately grabbed my thighs and dug her nails into my flesh. I was taking a big risk. As the whole bed was trembling, this could’ve been felt by mum. So I slowed down.
As I was feeling a lot of cum building up in my balls, I asked her in a much more whispered and panting voice, “I’m about to cum, is it ok?”
She didn’t say anything except that she brought her hand to my butt and pushed it closer to herself. I didn’t need more signs.
I was finally burning myself out and I couldn’t care about anything. So I pounded her relentlessly as much as possible in a hushed up way. Throwing caution into air we were both lost in ecstasy.
Soon I started cumming hard! I couldn’t even make a sound when I wanted to scream in pleasure. The pleasure of forbidden and danger. There was a lot of cum coating her pussy. I squeezed my cock and made sure that her innards weren’t left out as well.
We were both panting by the end of it. After catching some breath I asked her, “Do you wish to go and clean-up yourselves?”
She gently shook her head in a tired way. She pulled up her bloomers and smoothened her skirt from the front and drifted off to sleep. My cock was still nestled between legs. I pulled it out, squeezed it for any last drop onto her cute butt. Pulled up undies from the back and pulled down her skirt. Even I drifted off to sleep soon after.
 Aron

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