The little brother raised his gaze. There she was, his sister standing on her feet beside him. Then the sister began to pass the tank top over her arms, passing it slowly over her neck with firm movements and started to free herself from the garment. She wasn't wearing a bra at night, as she thought it was unnecessary and a complete nuisance. The two large breasts bounced when she finally got rid of the garment, seeming to be confined against her will and desperate to escape their suffocating life. Alex's excited penis gave another jerk, also pretending to have life and reacting to the tortuous stimuli of its constant owner, in this case, two of the sister's major charms. Soon, Alex began to touch his cock discreetly under the blanket, a secret place where his sister wouldn't disturb him from discovering it.
'Do you like them?' Elisa asked.
'Yes, you're perfect in everything, sister,' said the little brother in an outburst of sincerity.
'Aww... How lovely you are,' manifested Elisa, inflating her heart with tenderness. It was so magnificent when Alex let loose those phrases that indicated a great admiration towards her.
'It's true, sister... You're the best...'
'Best? Better than Melissa?'
'Well, I think so. The best in the world. The best woman and the best sister,' said Alex. After pronouncing those words, he felt a little foolish. He wasn't used to expressing his true feelings and there was something in the atmosphere, perhaps excitement, that made him more expressive than usual.
'Wow. You've never spoken to me like that before, brother,' recognized Elisa. That was such an intense moment of deep love that Elisa's happiness escaped her in a couple of tears. 'I love you, little brother,' continued Elisa. Then she sat down beside Alex again and hugged him with her bare breasts.
Elisa didn't show any kind of shame for hugging her brother in those circumstances that would be ' to someone who wasn't Alex or herself. Clearly an immoral question, an indecent affront, a obscene thing with incestuous tints. Elisa could easily be labeled a slut by any old lady imbued with Catholic morals or almost anyone who practices some creed or not, better said.
Alex felt his sister's magnificent breasts on the fabric of her shirt. They were pressed against each other. Those two soft but enormous balls to consider Alex, were the best breasts he had ever seen in his life. Alex's penis suffered and rejoiced equally. It suffered because it wouldn't have satisfaction, although happy because it was closer to those beautiful and coveted breasts that he had recreated in his imagination more than once. So Alex masturbated thinking of them numerous times, of course, until not too long ago when he hadn't seen Elisa's naked breasts. That night when he saw them, he held a fierce masturbation whose orgasm took him to nirvana and almost left him in a coma. If there was paradise, being inside it, one would experience something similar to that feeling, thought Alex on those last nights when he hated his sister.
Are they bigger than the actress on TV? Elisa asked once separated from the hug.
Definitely yes.
And bigger than Melissa's too?
Yes, much bigger. Although they look even bigger outside of clothes. I don't know if it happens to Melissa too, analyzed Alex.
Well. You've already seen them, declared Elisa— Now comes the second lesson on a woman's breasts.
What do you mean, sister? interrogated Alex.
T Touching them. But if you don't want to, I won't force you.
No, I do want to.
Very well.
Can I already? asked the little brother very insecurely.
Go ahead, consented Elisa.
With a trembling body, an erection that was already starting to hurt, and natural curiosity at his age, Alex stretched out his left hand slightly to touch one of his permissive sister's breasts. He kept the other hand under the blanket, rubbing it with his palm. When in the area where his penis was located in an illusory hope that this action would take away the heat. Very much to the contrary, this aberrant lust, elevated with a maddening and pleasant ferocity. They lasted for almost a minute in silence, in the background, the actress's moans harmonized the atmosphere, so the brothers never perceived a 'uncomfortable silence'. For as long as that time span, Alex massaged, stroked, squeezed, and rubbed his sister's breasts with that single hand. Another thing that happened is that he didn't just stop at touching his sister's breasts, but instead, it wasn't enough to rub himself above the pants. Then, in an uncommon impulse for Alex, he pulled out his cock and began to masturbate slowly with the hand destined for that act trapped under the blanket.
'Why are you using only one hand? You can use both if you want,' said Elisa, realizing the rarity of the situation.
'It's fine like this, sister,' said Alex. But it was clear to Elisa when he lied. When least for Elisa, detecting when her brother hid something was a fairly simple matter, especially when he was clearly so nervous.
'What's going on? What are you doing with your other hand?' asked the older sister while, quickly, pulling away the blanket from Alex's lap.
Alex tried to cover himself with his hands. And although he could hide most of his member, hiding instead that he was masturbating was absurd in such a circumstance. For Elisa, it was evident since the first millisecond. Her little brother was excited and probably because of her or the actress in the movie. One of two.
Elisa remained stunned at what her eyes of hazelnut saw. The younger brother more than stunned, was paralyzed, a victim of the bewitchment of dizziness, but he didn't experience his sister's surprise; he experienced a deep shame. The older sister smiled slightly, she could see what was happening, now things '... They were more than clear: the poor little younger brother wanted to masturbate.
—Why are you doing this Alex?—asked his sister in a mocking tone.
—I'm sorry, sister, I won't do it again. Really, don't accuse me with my parents, and don't scold me either, please—howled the little brother quickly. Elisa stayed silent for a moment before responding.
—Get up—ordered Elisa dryly and authoritatively.
—Sister... Really...
—Shut up and obey—interrupted the older sister.
Alex got up, then bent down to pick up his pants and put them on because when he stood up, they fell completely off the floor.
—Don't put them back on—ordered Elisa. Alex bowed his head. His erection didn't go away despite the situation—. I want you to tell me why you're like this.
—I don't know—lied Alex with his head bowed.
—You do know. Tell me—demanded Elisa.
The little brother didn't respond to what his sister demanded, quite the opposite, Alex started crying silently. Then his erection suddenly went away. A pair of tears ran a path that began from his eyes, passed through his cheeks, and ended up falling on the legs of the boy. Elisa noticed this and decided to stop playing with her brother.
—Brother. I'm playing—revealed Elisa—. Obviously, I know you're like this because you're excited.
—Sorry—sniffled the little brother.
—Don't you want to touch my breasts anymore?—asked his sister.
—Y-y-yes—stammered confused Alex.
—Well then. And so you won't feel bad, I'll help you—said Elisa—. We need to sit down.
The brothers sat down. Alex timidly massaged his sister's breasts slowly. Immediately, the boy's penis erected rigidly defying gravity. Elisa didn't miss a detail of that event. Then she knew that her little brother's innocent heat was more because of her, her sister, than the actress on television. Besides, neither of them was paying attention to the already forgotten erotic movie.
—Did that happen because of my Is it true? —said Elisa while pointing to her brother's cock with her finger—. And calm down, you can tell me the truth, I won't get angry about that.
—Well, yes, because of your breasts…
—I like when you're honest. From now on, no more lies, okay? —said Elisa.
—Yes, sister, as you say. But I don't want to make you angry when I tell something —expressed Alex wiping his face with a hand, the residue of humidity caused by crying.
—I promise it won't happen. Then Elisa, who felt guilty for making her little brother cry, thought of something to teach him and make him feel better—. Well then, third lesson.
—What is that?
—Kiss them —Elisa grabbed her younger brother's head and brought it close to her breasts. Alex, unable to protest or move away from his sister abruptly, remained with his face pressed between her large tits.
Alex didn't know what to do. He was afraid of making his sister angry, on the other hand he wanted to learn, and thirdly, he had to check if this was as enjoyable as touching his sister's breasts. It was a proven fact that he liked Elisa's breasts, but it was a very different thing to be suffocated between those melons.
—I'm choking —said Alex finally. Elisa stopped pressing his head against her bust.
—Ha ha ha, sorry little brother. Kiss them however you like.
Following his sister's instructions, Alex began to babble at her breasts in a disorganized manner. He seemed like a desperate baby trying to cum, especially when he would stop to kiss her nipples.
—Wait —said Elisa—, I'm going to lie down so you can kiss them better. Get on top of me like that.
Elisa lay down on the couch and opened her legs, allowing her little brother to climb on top of her and see her breasts from a different angle. This thought was accurate, as Elisa's breasts went slightly more to the sides, giving another perspective of a woman's breasts.
Alex didn't get on top of him... pants, although she hesitated a little in doing so, put herself between Elisa's legs. Then Alex felt like his penis was placed without wanting to, in the cleft of his older sister's buttocks. If his sister hadn't worn a short, probably Alex wouldn't have dared to do something like that, because he would be in direct contact with his sister's vulva. Being in that position, Elisa hugged her brother with both hands so he couldn't get up. There was nothing left for Alex but to face those breasts.
They lasted about ten minutes doing that, when Elisa decided it had been enough.
—It's time to finish this, Alex —said Elisa. After those words, when the little brother was getting up, Elisa took him by the hair, throwing him down on her again and bringing him close to her mouth against his will. The little brother tried to resist because he didn't want his sister's tongue in his mouth, but it was already too late.
Elisa started kissing him with affection, giving him little pecks. But quickly, despite the silent resistances of her younger brother, she managed to get her tongue in. The kiss passed from being a loving reason to a forced, lustful kiss by the older sister.
—What a tasty kiss, little brother —said Elisa after a couple of minutes.
Alex fell silent gloomily.
—Is something wrong, little brother? —asked the older sister.
—I mean... Don't get angry... But I don't like tongue kisses —confessed Alex sadly.
—I thought you wanted to learn...
—Yes, but I didn't like those kisses.
—I understand.
Elisa was already giving the session over. After all, she had managed to achieve her goal: making peace with Alex once and for all, and teaching him a little more about the world of women and relationships. But, out of the corner of her eye, she looked at her brother's penis. It wasn't bad for his age. Although it wasn't a colossal penis, it was quite large. 'Why do the skinny ones always have them so big?' thought Elisa. the little brother was putting on his pants and underwear when Elisa stopped him. —Wait. What are you going to do with that?—said Elisa pointing out the erection again to the little brother. —I don't know, I'm going to my room... —Come here, let's go to the couch. I'll give you another lesson on a different topic. The inside of Elisa was bubbling with guilt. Although Alex wasn't a boy who knew how to pass the time by himself and ignored everything all the time, she still made mistakes with him. First, she excited him without wanting to, and then she kissed him in a way that he didn't like. And finally, according to the little brother, she had treated him badly for all that time they hadn't 'spoken'. It was time to teach him a bit more, and do something that all men in the universe liked, his little brother belonged to this group even if she didn't like the idea. Without any consideration, once the brother was seated beside her, Elisa spat generously into his hands, took the boy's penis, and began to masturbate it. The sister's hands started a merciless up-and-down motion in front of Alex's surprised gaze. —What are you doing sister?—said Alex. —I'm teaching you how a girl should be masturbated—ended Elisa—. Touch them—said Elisa, bringing her breasts together with the delicate contraction of her shoulders and lifting her breast in a clear gesture of offering. Alex began to massage his sister's breasts again automatically. —Sister... I feel this isn't right anymore...—expressed Alex. —Ha ha ha, and then why are you touching my breasts so enthusiastically? Then Elisa increased the speed frantically. Alex, without stopping from touching his sister's breasts, lifted his face to the ceiling and closed his eyes. Soon Elisa's hands were flooded with a white, thick, sticky liquid with a smell that reminded her of chlorine. It was the little brother's semen. Alex didn't even get to answer his sister's question because he was already in climax. He went to another world, beyond time and the space, my sister's hands were better than the supposed paradise.
Meanwhile, in the depths of the Mexican desert. Davin wandered between thorny bushes and exotic cacti while finding a magical white and beautiful fox. The strange being instilled affection through guttural growls. Mara also saw figures of unknown gods that only tribal leaders could interpret as cosmic beings. The husbands howled madness under the light of the moon. That experience would be recounted later in their book about desert meditations, which they were working on, as one of the most transcendent of their lives.
The parents of Alex and Elisa received the dry wind from the desert full force in the face. The car windows were completely rolled down. The trip turned out to be an excellent incentive to recover from the hectic life led in the chaotic city. Luckily, their children were very well instructed, especially the older one. According to their parents, Elisa was a girl who always carried an inner peace that lit up the hearts of anyone she met. She was noble, patient, intelligent, stable, energetic, and strong; generating an unusual confidence, which caused her parents not to feel any kind of fear in leaving her in charge. It was as if she were made for it. The universe resonates with our lives and intentions, Mara said one of those nights in the desert when they talked about their children.
For now, it was a sunny day on which they were driving along the road looking for the path that, after several hours of dirt road, would lead them to the quarters of an indigenous tribe that lived among mountainous zones. At a point where you could see a lake in the distance, they decided to stop for a moment to call home and receive updates on what was happening there. Of course, it wasn't worry that motivated them to call, but rather the intern themselves in the threatening mountains, they probably wouldn't speak to their sons for a couple of weeks.
—Hello my love? —said Elisa's mother over the loudspeaker.
—Hello ma —answered Alex, answering his sister's phone.
—Hello my child. How are you? How's school going? Is everything okay at home? And your sister?
—I'm here, and I'm doing very well in school —responded Alex.
—Hello mami, I'm here, I was listening to them ja, ja. Everything's fine, all quiet. And you? When do you return?
—There, honey, we're actually leaving now, supposed to be back in a few days... But look, we stayed longer at the other community, everything went well, nice and pretty, then we'll tell you when we get home. We're on our way there now, and it's between the mountains, so we'll take longer than planned, at least two more weeks. We'll talk to you when we have signal again.
—Okay, be careful.
—you too, my kids, let me pass your dad over that he wants to say hello.
Elisa went to her room to try on some swimsuits she had ordered online, after finishing the conversation with her parents. Her little brother had received the package and asked his sister what was inside the mysterious box. When his sister told him what it contained, the little brother asked why they needed so many swimsuits if they wouldn't even go to the beach soon. Then Elisa told Alex that they wouldn't be going to the beach, but they would be going to a party at Maria's house soon, and she had a pool in her house.
—Am I going? —asked the boy.
—Yes, I won't leave you alone, besides there will be younger brothers of one of her cousins, and one is around your age, I think. They have the sameSwitchyou seem to me. —I don't know if I want to go. I'm already big, you don't have to keep carrying me around everywhere... —Shut up. You're going with me and that's it —said the older sister sharply. Alex stood stiff as a stone statue in front of his sister's aggressive tone. On this occasion, Alex didn't cry. Instead, he was scared. He understood that it was one of those moments when he should never contradict his sister or she would punish him by taking away his games, increasing her scolding, or cutting off his allowance. Any of these punishments would turn his life into a fertile ground for misery and terrible entertainment. At no time had Alex received beatings from his sister's hand, but he suspected that this was because he had never dared to go further in opposing her. It was the mysterious and unusual fear inspired by his older sister that led Alex to those bold and almost heretical intuitions. Probably if he really made her angry, something truly bad would happen. He didn't have any reason not to discover it. —Yes, sister. As you please —said Alex with a submissive tone, there was nothing else for the abandoned little brother to do. In front of the little brother's docility, Elisa relaxed her attitude. —Hey. Come here. Give me a hug —asked the sister. She hugged Alex with excessive tenderness, gave him a loud kiss on the cheek, and then let him go free. —You have to understand that I'm in charge because I'm the older one, it's not because I want to make you feel bad. Do you understand? —expressed Elisa biting her lips. —Yes, sister, I understand. I'm going to my room now. —Fine. Hey, later I'll talk to you and ask for your help in choosing the bathing suit I'll wear to the party. Okay, little brother? —said Elisa realizing that those irate outbursts where she scolded her brother caused her an annoying inner conflict. After each scolding... toward the boy, a creature called guilt was strangling any glimpse of calmness. So, automatically, he suffered an unhealthy anomalous urgency that drove him with ferocity to mend the damage supposedly caused by scolding Alex.Ok. Alex was thinking a lot about his sister. Things had taken such an unusual turn lately that he didn't believe it would all go back to normal after his sister masturbated him. Now, Elisa was asking him to help her choose swimsuits as if it were nothing important, like asking him to pass the salt or ketchup. Is she not understanding that it's not right for him to see her body in that way? What, doesn't she realize that masturbating him isn't a caring sisterly behavior? Alex was very confused. On top of that, his sister hadn't mentioned the subject since it happened; she was hiding things from him. The only thing she said after cleaning up all the semen from the room that night was that the most important thing was for no one to find out. Not his friends or even his parents should suspect what they had done. It was a secret, something he and his sister would take to their graves if necessary. That included not just that night's masturbation but also the kisses and breast squeezes Alex had given his sister. Of course, Alex promised his sister he wouldn't tell anyone, but he didn't know how seriously she meant it. Maybe later on he'd get a clearer clue about everything. A phone call pulled Alex out of his thoughts. It was Melissa. She had something important to tell him. Joel had cheated on him with Paola, supposedly Alex's girlfriend. Of course, Alex didn't really consider Paola his girlfriend. He never asked her if they were or not, or maybe they were and he just wasn't aware? Precisely because of these confusing things that he needed his sister. Melissa broke into all sorts of insults against Joel and Paola. Alex comforted her and said everything will be fine. When he hung up the phone, a hope was born in Alex's heart. Now Melissa could finally be his girlfriend. He just had to wait a few days until she stopped suffering from that. imbecile who didn't know how to value her, and then he, Alex, would relieve all her emotional pains, because he was a good guy and would treat her like she deserved, like a true princess. After being boyfriends, they would kiss and maybe even let him touch her breasts, kiss them, and in the best case, rub his penis between them, it was an illusion that occurred to him at the moment. Now he could compare the sensations and differences caused by those breasts against those of his older sister. Would Melissa's be better? Which breasts would be softer, his girlfriend's or his older sister's? If Melissa's were worse than Elisa's, that would lead him to question things like: Should he choose a girlfriend who has better breasts than her sister? Is it better if they are big or soft when touched? The same situation would apply for kisses, Alex thought. Alex felt the need to go and tell his sister as quickly as possible. He was excited. Probably she would be happy for him, finally, after so many tribulations and craziness, a relationship with Melissa could occur, which from his point of view, was the best among girls, and undoubtedly the best in school. Without thinking much, since the emotion of sharing with his sister was too intense, he opened the door to Elisa's room. There she was, wearing a yellow swimsuit that barely covered her. But it wasn't like it was covering her, rather, she was taking it off. Elisa, through the reflection of a large full-length mirror where she was trying on clothes, noticed that her little brother was watching her from the now fully open door. —What are you doing? What didn't I tell you to touch the door first? —said Elisa with a severe tone. —Yes, excuse me sister. It's just... —Well, okay. Nothing's wrong. As if I hadn't seen your breasts already... Come in, but remember always knock first —said Elisa a little more relaxed now tranquil, having been altered more by the surprise than by the curious glances of the boy. Leaving that matter to pass quickly, Alex told Elisa what Melissa had communicated. 'There's a little brother. Look, I know you really like that Melissa... 'said the sister.' But just because she ended with her ex doesn't mean you're liked. Sorry, but it's the truth. 'Yes, but I think she already liked me before,' replied Alex. 'If that were so, she'd be with you and not with someone else,' Elisa cut off. Alex sat slumped on his sister's bed, feeling down while facing the harsh reality. Elisa felt bad for putting her brother in such a miserable state with her harsh words. However, she couldn't lie to him because it would be terribly counterproductive for him, and he'd feel much more miserable in the long run, chasing after that slutty Melissa, 'a real tramp,' Elisa thought every time they mentioned the girl who played with her younger brother's emotions. She didn't deserve the attention Alex professed so desperately, let alone that blind love she stirred up, not even in his dreams. After Elisa found out Melissa was dating her brother's friend, she decided to prevent that slut from warming her brother up just to boost her own ego. 'Over my dead body,' Elisa thought at that solemn moment. 'You're right, sister,' Alex recognized after a few moments.' And besides, I have a big disadvantage, I think Melissa already had sex with Joel, and I haven't had it with anyone. Melissa would mock me if we were dating and about to do it. 'Yes, I agree with you. She's definitely had sex with your friend many times, and with others too... You can tell by her face. She doesn't suit you at all. I know the type...' Elisa didn't want to say more, the cards were on the table. Her little brother was Sad because of the possibility about what Melissa would have done with Joel, and Elisa couldn't allow two things: that her little brother was so innocent, and that Melissa was playing with his feelings while he was dying to please her. Life was better with Melissa away from her brother.
The older sister, before the silence of her little brother, began to look at herself in the mirror, performing different poses as if she were a model for some magazine. To the surprise of her little brother, Elisa took off the top part of her swimsuit, leaving her breasts outside. The reaction of Alex's member was immediate: it got so hard... So hard that it pressed against his pants. The effectiveness of the erection would hurt his cock if he remained too long in prison; that effectiveness was programmed by evolution to reproduce with the woman in front of him.
—Sister, what are you doing?—asked the little brother, scandalized, while thinking: Has my sister gone crazy?
—I changed into a different swimsuit. Is something bad happening?
—Well... I'm here...
—Oh! As if you hadn't seen my breasts already!—exclaimed Elisa, downplaying the matter—Alex is already mature, seriously.
In a kind of challenge destined for her little brother, she carefully lowered the cord that connects the bottom part of her swimsuit, but the knot didn't come undone. The little brother contemplated with an imperturbable face, inside he was a whirlwind of confusion. Elisa positioned her fingers on that spot, where the lace prevented it from falling. Attentive was the little brother at that controversial point in his sister's clothing. Elisa knew men... What would the little brother think if he looked at her most intimate area? He would like it because he is a man, Elisa agreed with herself. But he is my little brother, she replied to herself, but he deserves to know that area of women, and I haven't shown it to him, said her maternal side, which came out every time she taught something new to... little brother. With great elegance, the refined movements of Elisa's fingers, slowly and beautifully untied the right knot that connected the yellow bathing suit. The lower part of the suit fell, leaving Elisa completely naked in front of the innocent gaze of her younger brother.
You're naked...
Do I have a nice body? Elisa asked, looking directly at Alex's eyes.
Brother, you shouldn't be here while you're changing, Alex replied too late.
Elisa began to walk slowly towards Alex.
And see, tell me, why do you keep her stopped? Elisa said sarcastically.
Alex immediately grabbed a pillow from his sister's bed and covered the area with it. On the bed, next to Alex, were all the bathing suits he had ordered. Elisa didn't stay naked for too long, soon she put on a coffee-colored bathing suit that was lying on the bed.
Elisa didn't want to scare or traumatize her brother, even though he was a man, he didn't act like most of them. He was handsome, modest, obedient, and not a boy who sought sex. He liked it, yes, naturally, but he didn't seek it out, and that's the most important thing.
How does this one look in coffee?
You look good, you're very beautiful sister.
Alex stopped looking at his sister. He focused on the whiteness of the pillow, soon entering a trance-like state and managing to overcome the unexpected heat that had dominated him just moments before. But the consequences weren't better, Melissa entered his mind immediately, replacing the image of her sister's appetizing body. The idea that Melissa had relations with Joel wouldn't leave him alone, it was tearing his heart apart, disrupting any romantic passion he might have for Melissa. Then sadness took over. Alex sobbed, and salty tears flowed from his eyes to the pillow he still held tightly on his lap.
Little brother, why are you crying? Elisa asked, very strange about the unexpected event starring Alex.
—I'm a fool. I really like Melissa, I want to be with her. And... Although I might find another, it wouldn't like me because surely all girls have had relationships. The only jerk who hasn't done so is me —declared the younger brother, finally revealing the core of his tangled grief.
—So, what you want is... Do you want to have sexual relations? Or am I mistaken?
—I don't exactly not want them, I'm not sure if you understand. I don't seek that with Melissa, I want her affection and love more, but if for that I had to do it with her or another... I would —assured Alex.
—I suppose you'd be satisfied with the experience, so you could later show her you know how to do it —manifested Elisa.
—Yes. It seems like yes. And don't think I'm hinting that you'll teach me, sister. I'm just telling you because you said I could trust you —said Alex—. That's all.
—Of course you can trust me. You always can and always will. I'll be there for you in good times and bad, no matter what the last thing I do, I'll never abandon you. Come here, little fool. —Elisa then gave Alex one of those hugs where she pressed her breasts against his face. Elisa felt the humidity of Alex's cheeks on the channel of her breasts—. And now I know that you didn't ask for it, but it seems to me we can do something about it without having relationships —continued Elisa after a few brief moments while they were still embracing.
—I don't understand. How can we do something about it without having relationships? —asked Alex very confused—. Don't think I'll go with a prostitute.
—Nobody's saying anything about prostitutes, ha ha ha. It's more like, nobody in their right mind would let one of those sluts touch you. You're forbidden —declared Elisa—
No. What I'm saying is different. Look, get into bed, face up.
Alex, nervous as he got into bed face up, just as his sister had indicated. He waited a few seconds to understand what his sister was planning with all that fuss, and soon he saw As her sister sat on top of her, she felt her weight on her abdomen. —What are you doing, Elisa? This isn't right anymore —said the little brother as his member involuntarily hardened. —Look, I don't think we're going to have a relationship. What I'm proposing is that we practice naked like it's done during sex, so you can get an idea —said Elisa. —I don't understand sister... Please stop already —asked Alex. —I won't stop. Look carefully. You need to learn… —concluded Elisa when her vagina fitted into the area where her brother's erect penis lay against her stomach, because the boxer shorts or pants were holding it that way due to their tight fit. Elisa, sitting on top of her younger brother, began to slide smoothly and slowly back and forth over Alex's long cock, which belonged to him. —That hurts —complained Alex. —Then let me lower your pants, maybe they're too tight. Elisa lowered his pants. So, Alex was left in boxers. Elisa turned around and positioned herself with great ease on her brother's penis as if she were a riding instructor. Elisa felt a humid pressure in her vagina. Without wanting to, she had gotten wet, all that friction caused a pleasant sensation in her vaginal intimacy. However, she maintained the mentality that everything was done for her brother's education and not for her own satisfaction. If anything felt like it was because the human body reacts this way, due to totally natural consequences, automatic reactions of the body. It wasn't an excuse for her brother to give her any kind of pleasure while pretending to teach him things exclusive to couples. Everything was for Alex's benefit. Elisa started giving Alex light slaps, she would rise quickly and lower slowly, almost with affection. Soon, a dark stain began to soak the vaginal area on Elisa's swimsuit. —Sister, it hurts... Stop doing that —protested the little brother, after a decade of those positions. By that time, the tip of the little brother's penis had started to protrude beyond the elastic of his boxer briefs.
—Really? You would have told me before...
—I did tell you it hurt, but you only took off my pants.
—Well, I'm going to take off your shorts —said Elisa with determination.
—I didn't mean that... —Elisa didn't listen to the little brother and started taking off his shorts—
No... Sister...
With a series of somewhat uncoordinated maneuvers, and a few struggles in which the little brother pushed Elisa's hands away from the elastic of his underwear, he managed to get his shorts down to his ankles.
At first Alex seemed to resist, but after touching the shorts, Elisa accidentally rubbed the little brother's penis against the fabric. After that contact, the boy's member became much harder, and Alex didn't put up as much resistance afterwards. Moreover, when Elisa touched the little brother's shorts, she realized that his underwear was also quite wet. She couldn't be sure if it was from her own fluids or the same pre-seminal liquid that had come out of Alex the first time she masturbated him.
—Look at yourself! —Elisa commented as she gazed at Alex's erect penis.
Alex was quiet as a statue, not moving his body at all. From afar, he could have seemed to be suffering from some kind of paralysis. But no, that was just how this boy reacted, a way for him to escape his nervousness. He was waiting for the sensation that was becoming more and more likely of being defenseless, doing everything so as not to make his sister angry. Alex was so confused... Why did everything have to be so complicated with his older sister? Why couldn't he just explain it all to her in words or some other simpler way? I mean, she was beautiful, desirable, with a body that was appealing no matter where you looked at it, but... She was his sister! For God's sake! Alex brought his face close to Alex's cock, which was now completely free of restraints. Alex felt the sister's breath between the testicles, and his penis gave an involuntary jerk. Why does it have to stop right now? Alex wondered. Elisa seemed to be analyzing her little brother's cock with attention, then touched it delicately with the tip of her index finger. The reaction was instantaneous; the penis seemed to lift up from its base like a spring, as if it came to life when touched or something similar. Why am I so weak? My thing shouldn't stop like this when they touch me..., Alex thought. Elisa touched it again, sliding the same index finger from the line that divides the testicles upwards, going slowly until she reached the tip of the penis. The little brother looked up at the ceiling with a hazy view, waiting for his sister to finish this torture once and for all. For sister, I beg you, something is going to happen to me... Alex said in a hoarse voice. Elisa paid attention to her brother and stopped. Elisa got on top of him again, this time more, riding him. Through her vagina, Elisa could now feel the cock's constitution more clearly. Once mounted on Alex, Elisa bent down and leaned over her little brother to kiss him on the mouth. These things can't be done without showing a little bit of affection, thought Elisa. With your tongue, sister grumbled Alex with aversion, turning his face aside so that his sister wouldn't kiss him in such an obscene and abusive way. With my little tongue, brother, open your mouth, you have to learn. Turn your head now, I told you Elisa reclaimed with a mix of unusual affection and threatening firmness, giving him a gentle slap on the cheek at the same time, a kind of reduced version of a slap. The little brother looked into his sister's eyes and felt great fear. It was inexplicable, but it inspired the sensation... from what her sister could hit him or punish him if he didn't obey. 'Is there something dark inside my sister's soul?', thought Alex. But he didn't have too much time to reflect on that moment. Then he handed his mouth over to the older sister without delay, letting himself be done with something he didn't want to happen in reality. Elisa was abusing his mouth and couldn't do anything about it at this opportunity. She was the one in charge. 'How can she not understand that I, her brother, don't desire this abuse?', Alex thought once the kiss became completely inevitable and only let himself be carried away by the rhythm marked by Elisa.
During the oppressive kiss, Elisa began to move her hips slowly, with sensual oscillations where she rubbed against the already freed member of Alex. If the boy hadn't ejaculated, it was because he was struggling to avoid his sister's tongue, and the rejection this kiss provoked, so his excitement decreased lightly.
A invasive Elisa, ran her tongue wherever she wanted, even on the gums of her little brother. But what seemed more tasty to him, and where Alex would learn more, was the contact between the two tongues. This learning was the most fundamental, he couldn't let his little brother forget this basic aspect of couple's love.
Elisa, without stopping kissing her brother, accelerated the movement of her hips. During those seconds, the hard penis of her brother, through the fabric of the swimsuit, sank slightly into her vaginal lips; if she hadn't worn a swimsuit, her brother's penis would have penetrated her a little. Elisa accelerated even more the movement, seeming now more like rubbing, a kind of rebound, a human body in vibration mode.
Elisa with her tongue inside her brother's mouth, stopped the repetitive pelvic movements abruptly. Her body remained motionless, in a kind of suspension caused by a superior force. The tongue also remained motionless. It seemed A puppy that had lost its breath completely, with the tongue hanging out, releasing small bubbles and dry saliva through it, only inside the little brother's mouth.
He left the kiss for a moment, almost against his will. The sister stood up, put her eyes in the back of her head, tilted her head upwards, and looked at the ceiling of the room.
'What's wrong with you, little sister? Are you okay?' asked the little brother in an ostentatious display of incredible innocence.
The sister didn't respond, only fell asleep on top of the little brother's body. She was smiling, 'It seems she is drugged or something,' thought Alex. Elisa hugged him while he tried to recover his breath. A minute later, with a face full of satisfaction, Elisa stood up. The little brother tried to get up, but she prevented it.
'We're not done yet,' explained the sister in a pleasant sigh of relief.
'But we're not doing anything anymore,' replied Alex. 'Are you sure you're feeling well?'
'Sí, very well. Now go back to sleep again,' asked the sister with sweetness.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling afterwards, Elisa stroked Alex's testicles with one hand and wrapped her other hand around the base of his penis. She started giving him a massage on his genitals with great affection.
'You have it very big, little brother,' observed Elisa suddenly increasing the speed of the massage. 'Do you like what you feel?'
'I thought I had learned this already,' warned Alex.
'You're right, little brother,' recognized the older sister. 'This time we won't be doing it again, but maybe we'll repeat some lessons if you need them, of course.'
Elisa stopped what she was doing to Alex and mounted him once more, only this time giving him her back, so that the little brother had a spectacular view of one of his sister's attributes that most attracted him - her rounded buttocks. And in her swimsuit, the spectacularity elevated copiously.
Elisa started moving forward and backward... Feeling a little scared about hurting my brother's penis with the fabric of his bathing suit.
—And do you like this? It's like the first time, but in reverse —explained Elisa.
—Yes, but it's weird. I think... Ay...
Unable to hold on to that pleasure for much longer, Alex had an immediate orgasm, ejaculating and staining the lower part of Elisa's bathing suit with his semen.
Elisa got up and took off her stained bathing suit. The semen stain was mainly located in the area parallel to where Elisa's vaginal lips were positioned. Abundant clumps of her younger brother's semen dripped from the bikini. It looked like a very sticky mucus, a viscosity that came from great lust.
—I'm going to have to wash it —said Elisa with a resigned sigh.
Alex, still lying on his back on the bed, contemplated Elisa's vagina and ass for a few moments at the same time as the last semen flows ended up coming out of his penis, staining his stomach in the process. He felt like he had lost something valuable inside him. Maybe I lost my virginity, I'm starting to feel very tired, thought Alex. It was that effect, a great lethargy that possessed him for a few moments. He looked at his sister leaving her bathing suit on a corner where a pile of laundry would be washed later. He observed her rounded ass one more time, and his penis gave a slight twitch, announcing that it would soon be ready to get excited again, maybe too quickly. At that moment, Alex felt invaded by a deep sense of weirdness. Something was telling him that what he had done with his older sister had crossed a significant limit, that it wasn't good in any way. Then he remembered the kiss she gave him and how it had intimidated him so unusually. Alex put on his pants and ran to his room.
Alex cleaned up the remaining semen. He took a bath. Cried and fell asleep. He didn't know what to feel or think. He couldn't... define his sister as good or bad. He loved her and feared her. What he did to her today, or rather what she did to him, wasn't the same as in his fantasies. With the power of his fertile imagination, Alex had masturbated thinking about his older sister many times before, but never felt strange because he considered it a revenge against her, a childish act of hatred; something that worked for getting rid of the resentment caused by their distance. Now that he wanted her again with immense love, maybe more than ever in his entire existence, and that feeling of revenge had dissolved like a grain of sand in the vastness of the ocean, he felt that his sister was being very rough with him.
Something was moving him. It was his sister Elisa. She was waking him up.
—What's happening, sister? —asked Alex sleepily.
—I want you to give me your clothes, I think your shirt is dirty... I'll wash it.
—I think it's clean —said the little brother.
—Alex, we need to talk —said Elisa gravely.
—About what?
—About what we did...
—Yes, I also wanted to talk about that, I don't know if it's right...
—I'm not referring to that, Alex. What I want to tell you is simple. We can't take this lightly, if we do this, you'll give me your clothes to wash them, even if they're not dirty or smell like sex and my perfume. Do you understand?
—I understand, but we didn't have sex, I don't think it's that big of a deal —assured Alex.
—Listen to me and only say it once. Nobody can discover us, not even suspect it if it's not sex. We won't be careless, we won't tell anyone, and I hope you'll follow those rules because if you don't, everything will end very badly —said Elisa in a severe tone.
—Yes, sister, forgive me.
—Well, give me your clothes now, take them off, wash up, and change. If you want, you can sleep again, I didn't know you were so tired. But at least wait until the food is ready...
—it's fine, anyway, I'm already feeling more relaxed.
As he was giving himself that refreshing bath, Alex wondered if it was possible... He was abusing him. But then he reached a point of total sincerity: Yes, it is like that, then... Why didn't I say it's been a while since we've been talking about how I feel abused? Because I get excited without wanting to. And all of this was real for Alex, he first got hot and then his sister attacked him mercilessly taking advantage of what he felt. He had gone to look for his sister, entering without knocking and seeing her in little clothes. He was the one who didn't take his eyes off her body, despite knowing he should respect his older sister. He had spilled all that white and smelly liquid on Elisa's poor clothes. He had started masturbating after she hugged him or when she gave him kisses...! He got excited from kisses on the cheek! From his own sister! If someone was bad in their sibling relationship, it was him, for being disrespectful and dishonest, for seeing Elisa with lust. He had tarnished the image of his protective, always strong, sweet, and victorious sister, turning her into a sexual object since long ago. Now he couldn't blame her for everything. She was sometimes bad, yes, but not an abusive demon. Alex ate with his sister. They watched comedy movies and spent the day, afternoon, and night together, just like when he was a small child. His childhood was present there, intact, evoked by Elisa and him, and Alex loved that feeling. He loved his sister.
'Do you like them?' Elisa asked.
'Yes, you're perfect in everything, sister,' said the little brother in an outburst of sincerity.
'Aww... How lovely you are,' manifested Elisa, inflating her heart with tenderness. It was so magnificent when Alex let loose those phrases that indicated a great admiration towards her.
'It's true, sister... You're the best...'
'Best? Better than Melissa?'
'Well, I think so. The best in the world. The best woman and the best sister,' said Alex. After pronouncing those words, he felt a little foolish. He wasn't used to expressing his true feelings and there was something in the atmosphere, perhaps excitement, that made him more expressive than usual.
'Wow. You've never spoken to me like that before, brother,' recognized Elisa. That was such an intense moment of deep love that Elisa's happiness escaped her in a couple of tears. 'I love you, little brother,' continued Elisa. Then she sat down beside Alex again and hugged him with her bare breasts.
Elisa didn't show any kind of shame for hugging her brother in those circumstances that would be ' to someone who wasn't Alex or herself. Clearly an immoral question, an indecent affront, a obscene thing with incestuous tints. Elisa could easily be labeled a slut by any old lady imbued with Catholic morals or almost anyone who practices some creed or not, better said.
Alex felt his sister's magnificent breasts on the fabric of her shirt. They were pressed against each other. Those two soft but enormous balls to consider Alex, were the best breasts he had ever seen in his life. Alex's penis suffered and rejoiced equally. It suffered because it wouldn't have satisfaction, although happy because it was closer to those beautiful and coveted breasts that he had recreated in his imagination more than once. So Alex masturbated thinking of them numerous times, of course, until not too long ago when he hadn't seen Elisa's naked breasts. That night when he saw them, he held a fierce masturbation whose orgasm took him to nirvana and almost left him in a coma. If there was paradise, being inside it, one would experience something similar to that feeling, thought Alex on those last nights when he hated his sister.
Are they bigger than the actress on TV? Elisa asked once separated from the hug.
Definitely yes.
And bigger than Melissa's too?
Yes, much bigger. Although they look even bigger outside of clothes. I don't know if it happens to Melissa too, analyzed Alex.
Well. You've already seen them, declared Elisa— Now comes the second lesson on a woman's breasts.
What do you mean, sister? interrogated Alex.
T Touching them. But if you don't want to, I won't force you.
No, I do want to.
Very well.
Can I already? asked the little brother very insecurely.
Go ahead, consented Elisa.
With a trembling body, an erection that was already starting to hurt, and natural curiosity at his age, Alex stretched out his left hand slightly to touch one of his permissive sister's breasts. He kept the other hand under the blanket, rubbing it with his palm. When in the area where his penis was located in an illusory hope that this action would take away the heat. Very much to the contrary, this aberrant lust, elevated with a maddening and pleasant ferocity. They lasted for almost a minute in silence, in the background, the actress's moans harmonized the atmosphere, so the brothers never perceived a 'uncomfortable silence'. For as long as that time span, Alex massaged, stroked, squeezed, and rubbed his sister's breasts with that single hand. Another thing that happened is that he didn't just stop at touching his sister's breasts, but instead, it wasn't enough to rub himself above the pants. Then, in an uncommon impulse for Alex, he pulled out his cock and began to masturbate slowly with the hand destined for that act trapped under the blanket.
'Why are you using only one hand? You can use both if you want,' said Elisa, realizing the rarity of the situation.
'It's fine like this, sister,' said Alex. But it was clear to Elisa when he lied. When least for Elisa, detecting when her brother hid something was a fairly simple matter, especially when he was clearly so nervous.
'What's going on? What are you doing with your other hand?' asked the older sister while, quickly, pulling away the blanket from Alex's lap.
Alex tried to cover himself with his hands. And although he could hide most of his member, hiding instead that he was masturbating was absurd in such a circumstance. For Elisa, it was evident since the first millisecond. Her little brother was excited and probably because of her or the actress in the movie. One of two.
Elisa remained stunned at what her eyes of hazelnut saw. The younger brother more than stunned, was paralyzed, a victim of the bewitchment of dizziness, but he didn't experience his sister's surprise; he experienced a deep shame. The older sister smiled slightly, she could see what was happening, now things '... They were more than clear: the poor little younger brother wanted to masturbate.
—Why are you doing this Alex?—asked his sister in a mocking tone.
—I'm sorry, sister, I won't do it again. Really, don't accuse me with my parents, and don't scold me either, please—howled the little brother quickly. Elisa stayed silent for a moment before responding.
—Get up—ordered Elisa dryly and authoritatively.
—Sister... Really...
—Shut up and obey—interrupted the older sister.
Alex got up, then bent down to pick up his pants and put them on because when he stood up, they fell completely off the floor.
—Don't put them back on—ordered Elisa. Alex bowed his head. His erection didn't go away despite the situation—. I want you to tell me why you're like this.
—I don't know—lied Alex with his head bowed.
—You do know. Tell me—demanded Elisa.
The little brother didn't respond to what his sister demanded, quite the opposite, Alex started crying silently. Then his erection suddenly went away. A pair of tears ran a path that began from his eyes, passed through his cheeks, and ended up falling on the legs of the boy. Elisa noticed this and decided to stop playing with her brother.
—Brother. I'm playing—revealed Elisa—. Obviously, I know you're like this because you're excited.
—Sorry—sniffled the little brother.
—Don't you want to touch my breasts anymore?—asked his sister.
—Y-y-yes—stammered confused Alex.
—Well then. And so you won't feel bad, I'll help you—said Elisa—. We need to sit down.
The brothers sat down. Alex timidly massaged his sister's breasts slowly. Immediately, the boy's penis erected rigidly defying gravity. Elisa didn't miss a detail of that event. Then she knew that her little brother's innocent heat was more because of her, her sister, than the actress on television. Besides, neither of them was paying attention to the already forgotten erotic movie.
—Did that happen because of my Is it true? —said Elisa while pointing to her brother's cock with her finger—. And calm down, you can tell me the truth, I won't get angry about that.
—Well, yes, because of your breasts…
—I like when you're honest. From now on, no more lies, okay? —said Elisa.
—Yes, sister, as you say. But I don't want to make you angry when I tell something —expressed Alex wiping his face with a hand, the residue of humidity caused by crying.
—I promise it won't happen. Then Elisa, who felt guilty for making her little brother cry, thought of something to teach him and make him feel better—. Well then, third lesson.
—What is that?
—Kiss them —Elisa grabbed her younger brother's head and brought it close to her breasts. Alex, unable to protest or move away from his sister abruptly, remained with his face pressed between her large tits.
Alex didn't know what to do. He was afraid of making his sister angry, on the other hand he wanted to learn, and thirdly, he had to check if this was as enjoyable as touching his sister's breasts. It was a proven fact that he liked Elisa's breasts, but it was a very different thing to be suffocated between those melons.
—I'm choking —said Alex finally. Elisa stopped pressing his head against her bust.
—Ha ha ha, sorry little brother. Kiss them however you like.
Following his sister's instructions, Alex began to babble at her breasts in a disorganized manner. He seemed like a desperate baby trying to cum, especially when he would stop to kiss her nipples.
—Wait —said Elisa—, I'm going to lie down so you can kiss them better. Get on top of me like that.
Elisa lay down on the couch and opened her legs, allowing her little brother to climb on top of her and see her breasts from a different angle. This thought was accurate, as Elisa's breasts went slightly more to the sides, giving another perspective of a woman's breasts.
Alex didn't get on top of him... pants, although she hesitated a little in doing so, put herself between Elisa's legs. Then Alex felt like his penis was placed without wanting to, in the cleft of his older sister's buttocks. If his sister hadn't worn a short, probably Alex wouldn't have dared to do something like that, because he would be in direct contact with his sister's vulva. Being in that position, Elisa hugged her brother with both hands so he couldn't get up. There was nothing left for Alex but to face those breasts.
They lasted about ten minutes doing that, when Elisa decided it had been enough.
—It's time to finish this, Alex —said Elisa. After those words, when the little brother was getting up, Elisa took him by the hair, throwing him down on her again and bringing him close to her mouth against his will. The little brother tried to resist because he didn't want his sister's tongue in his mouth, but it was already too late.
Elisa started kissing him with affection, giving him little pecks. But quickly, despite the silent resistances of her younger brother, she managed to get her tongue in. The kiss passed from being a loving reason to a forced, lustful kiss by the older sister.
—What a tasty kiss, little brother —said Elisa after a couple of minutes.
Alex fell silent gloomily.
—Is something wrong, little brother? —asked the older sister.
—I mean... Don't get angry... But I don't like tongue kisses —confessed Alex sadly.
—I thought you wanted to learn...
—Yes, but I didn't like those kisses.
—I understand.
Elisa was already giving the session over. After all, she had managed to achieve her goal: making peace with Alex once and for all, and teaching him a little more about the world of women and relationships. But, out of the corner of her eye, she looked at her brother's penis. It wasn't bad for his age. Although it wasn't a colossal penis, it was quite large. 'Why do the skinny ones always have them so big?' thought Elisa. the little brother was putting on his pants and underwear when Elisa stopped him. —Wait. What are you going to do with that?—said Elisa pointing out the erection again to the little brother. —I don't know, I'm going to my room... —Come here, let's go to the couch. I'll give you another lesson on a different topic. The inside of Elisa was bubbling with guilt. Although Alex wasn't a boy who knew how to pass the time by himself and ignored everything all the time, she still made mistakes with him. First, she excited him without wanting to, and then she kissed him in a way that he didn't like. And finally, according to the little brother, she had treated him badly for all that time they hadn't 'spoken'. It was time to teach him a bit more, and do something that all men in the universe liked, his little brother belonged to this group even if she didn't like the idea. Without any consideration, once the brother was seated beside her, Elisa spat generously into his hands, took the boy's penis, and began to masturbate it. The sister's hands started a merciless up-and-down motion in front of Alex's surprised gaze. —What are you doing sister?—said Alex. —I'm teaching you how a girl should be masturbated—ended Elisa—. Touch them—said Elisa, bringing her breasts together with the delicate contraction of her shoulders and lifting her breast in a clear gesture of offering. Alex began to massage his sister's breasts again automatically. —Sister... I feel this isn't right anymore...—expressed Alex. —Ha ha ha, and then why are you touching my breasts so enthusiastically? Then Elisa increased the speed frantically. Alex, without stopping from touching his sister's breasts, lifted his face to the ceiling and closed his eyes. Soon Elisa's hands were flooded with a white, thick, sticky liquid with a smell that reminded her of chlorine. It was the little brother's semen. Alex didn't even get to answer his sister's question because he was already in climax. He went to another world, beyond time and the space, my sister's hands were better than the supposed paradise.
Meanwhile, in the depths of the Mexican desert. Davin wandered between thorny bushes and exotic cacti while finding a magical white and beautiful fox. The strange being instilled affection through guttural growls. Mara also saw figures of unknown gods that only tribal leaders could interpret as cosmic beings. The husbands howled madness under the light of the moon. That experience would be recounted later in their book about desert meditations, which they were working on, as one of the most transcendent of their lives.
The parents of Alex and Elisa received the dry wind from the desert full force in the face. The car windows were completely rolled down. The trip turned out to be an excellent incentive to recover from the hectic life led in the chaotic city. Luckily, their children were very well instructed, especially the older one. According to their parents, Elisa was a girl who always carried an inner peace that lit up the hearts of anyone she met. She was noble, patient, intelligent, stable, energetic, and strong; generating an unusual confidence, which caused her parents not to feel any kind of fear in leaving her in charge. It was as if she were made for it. The universe resonates with our lives and intentions, Mara said one of those nights in the desert when they talked about their children.
For now, it was a sunny day on which they were driving along the road looking for the path that, after several hours of dirt road, would lead them to the quarters of an indigenous tribe that lived among mountainous zones. At a point where you could see a lake in the distance, they decided to stop for a moment to call home and receive updates on what was happening there. Of course, it wasn't worry that motivated them to call, but rather the intern themselves in the threatening mountains, they probably wouldn't speak to their sons for a couple of weeks.
—Hello my love? —said Elisa's mother over the loudspeaker.
—Hello ma —answered Alex, answering his sister's phone.
—Hello my child. How are you? How's school going? Is everything okay at home? And your sister?
—I'm here, and I'm doing very well in school —responded Alex.
—Hello mami, I'm here, I was listening to them ja, ja. Everything's fine, all quiet. And you? When do you return?
—There, honey, we're actually leaving now, supposed to be back in a few days... But look, we stayed longer at the other community, everything went well, nice and pretty, then we'll tell you when we get home. We're on our way there now, and it's between the mountains, so we'll take longer than planned, at least two more weeks. We'll talk to you when we have signal again.
—Okay, be careful.
—you too, my kids, let me pass your dad over that he wants to say hello.
Elisa went to her room to try on some swimsuits she had ordered online, after finishing the conversation with her parents. Her little brother had received the package and asked his sister what was inside the mysterious box. When his sister told him what it contained, the little brother asked why they needed so many swimsuits if they wouldn't even go to the beach soon. Then Elisa told Alex that they wouldn't be going to the beach, but they would be going to a party at Maria's house soon, and she had a pool in her house.
—Am I going? —asked the boy.
—Yes, I won't leave you alone, besides there will be younger brothers of one of her cousins, and one is around your age, I think. They have the sameSwitchyou seem to me. —I don't know if I want to go. I'm already big, you don't have to keep carrying me around everywhere... —Shut up. You're going with me and that's it —said the older sister sharply. Alex stood stiff as a stone statue in front of his sister's aggressive tone. On this occasion, Alex didn't cry. Instead, he was scared. He understood that it was one of those moments when he should never contradict his sister or she would punish him by taking away his games, increasing her scolding, or cutting off his allowance. Any of these punishments would turn his life into a fertile ground for misery and terrible entertainment. At no time had Alex received beatings from his sister's hand, but he suspected that this was because he had never dared to go further in opposing her. It was the mysterious and unusual fear inspired by his older sister that led Alex to those bold and almost heretical intuitions. Probably if he really made her angry, something truly bad would happen. He didn't have any reason not to discover it. —Yes, sister. As you please —said Alex with a submissive tone, there was nothing else for the abandoned little brother to do. In front of the little brother's docility, Elisa relaxed her attitude. —Hey. Come here. Give me a hug —asked the sister. She hugged Alex with excessive tenderness, gave him a loud kiss on the cheek, and then let him go free. —You have to understand that I'm in charge because I'm the older one, it's not because I want to make you feel bad. Do you understand? —expressed Elisa biting her lips. —Yes, sister, I understand. I'm going to my room now. —Fine. Hey, later I'll talk to you and ask for your help in choosing the bathing suit I'll wear to the party. Okay, little brother? —said Elisa realizing that those irate outbursts where she scolded her brother caused her an annoying inner conflict. After each scolding... toward the boy, a creature called guilt was strangling any glimpse of calmness. So, automatically, he suffered an unhealthy anomalous urgency that drove him with ferocity to mend the damage supposedly caused by scolding Alex.Ok. Alex was thinking a lot about his sister. Things had taken such an unusual turn lately that he didn't believe it would all go back to normal after his sister masturbated him. Now, Elisa was asking him to help her choose swimsuits as if it were nothing important, like asking him to pass the salt or ketchup. Is she not understanding that it's not right for him to see her body in that way? What, doesn't she realize that masturbating him isn't a caring sisterly behavior? Alex was very confused. On top of that, his sister hadn't mentioned the subject since it happened; she was hiding things from him. The only thing she said after cleaning up all the semen from the room that night was that the most important thing was for no one to find out. Not his friends or even his parents should suspect what they had done. It was a secret, something he and his sister would take to their graves if necessary. That included not just that night's masturbation but also the kisses and breast squeezes Alex had given his sister. Of course, Alex promised his sister he wouldn't tell anyone, but he didn't know how seriously she meant it. Maybe later on he'd get a clearer clue about everything. A phone call pulled Alex out of his thoughts. It was Melissa. She had something important to tell him. Joel had cheated on him with Paola, supposedly Alex's girlfriend. Of course, Alex didn't really consider Paola his girlfriend. He never asked her if they were or not, or maybe they were and he just wasn't aware? Precisely because of these confusing things that he needed his sister. Melissa broke into all sorts of insults against Joel and Paola. Alex comforted her and said everything will be fine. When he hung up the phone, a hope was born in Alex's heart. Now Melissa could finally be his girlfriend. He just had to wait a few days until she stopped suffering from that. imbecile who didn't know how to value her, and then he, Alex, would relieve all her emotional pains, because he was a good guy and would treat her like she deserved, like a true princess. After being boyfriends, they would kiss and maybe even let him touch her breasts, kiss them, and in the best case, rub his penis between them, it was an illusion that occurred to him at the moment. Now he could compare the sensations and differences caused by those breasts against those of his older sister. Would Melissa's be better? Which breasts would be softer, his girlfriend's or his older sister's? If Melissa's were worse than Elisa's, that would lead him to question things like: Should he choose a girlfriend who has better breasts than her sister? Is it better if they are big or soft when touched? The same situation would apply for kisses, Alex thought. Alex felt the need to go and tell his sister as quickly as possible. He was excited. Probably she would be happy for him, finally, after so many tribulations and craziness, a relationship with Melissa could occur, which from his point of view, was the best among girls, and undoubtedly the best in school. Without thinking much, since the emotion of sharing with his sister was too intense, he opened the door to Elisa's room. There she was, wearing a yellow swimsuit that barely covered her. But it wasn't like it was covering her, rather, she was taking it off. Elisa, through the reflection of a large full-length mirror where she was trying on clothes, noticed that her little brother was watching her from the now fully open door. —What are you doing? What didn't I tell you to touch the door first? —said Elisa with a severe tone. —Yes, excuse me sister. It's just... —Well, okay. Nothing's wrong. As if I hadn't seen your breasts already... Come in, but remember always knock first —said Elisa a little more relaxed now tranquil, having been altered more by the surprise than by the curious glances of the boy. Leaving that matter to pass quickly, Alex told Elisa what Melissa had communicated. 'There's a little brother. Look, I know you really like that Melissa... 'said the sister.' But just because she ended with her ex doesn't mean you're liked. Sorry, but it's the truth. 'Yes, but I think she already liked me before,' replied Alex. 'If that were so, she'd be with you and not with someone else,' Elisa cut off. Alex sat slumped on his sister's bed, feeling down while facing the harsh reality. Elisa felt bad for putting her brother in such a miserable state with her harsh words. However, she couldn't lie to him because it would be terribly counterproductive for him, and he'd feel much more miserable in the long run, chasing after that slutty Melissa, 'a real tramp,' Elisa thought every time they mentioned the girl who played with her younger brother's emotions. She didn't deserve the attention Alex professed so desperately, let alone that blind love she stirred up, not even in his dreams. After Elisa found out Melissa was dating her brother's friend, she decided to prevent that slut from warming her brother up just to boost her own ego. 'Over my dead body,' Elisa thought at that solemn moment. 'You're right, sister,' Alex recognized after a few moments.' And besides, I have a big disadvantage, I think Melissa already had sex with Joel, and I haven't had it with anyone. Melissa would mock me if we were dating and about to do it. 'Yes, I agree with you. She's definitely had sex with your friend many times, and with others too... You can tell by her face. She doesn't suit you at all. I know the type...' Elisa didn't want to say more, the cards were on the table. Her little brother was Sad because of the possibility about what Melissa would have done with Joel, and Elisa couldn't allow two things: that her little brother was so innocent, and that Melissa was playing with his feelings while he was dying to please her. Life was better with Melissa away from her brother.
The older sister, before the silence of her little brother, began to look at herself in the mirror, performing different poses as if she were a model for some magazine. To the surprise of her little brother, Elisa took off the top part of her swimsuit, leaving her breasts outside. The reaction of Alex's member was immediate: it got so hard... So hard that it pressed against his pants. The effectiveness of the erection would hurt his cock if he remained too long in prison; that effectiveness was programmed by evolution to reproduce with the woman in front of him.
—Sister, what are you doing?—asked the little brother, scandalized, while thinking: Has my sister gone crazy?
—I changed into a different swimsuit. Is something bad happening?
—Well... I'm here...
—Oh! As if you hadn't seen my breasts already!—exclaimed Elisa, downplaying the matter—Alex is already mature, seriously.
In a kind of challenge destined for her little brother, she carefully lowered the cord that connects the bottom part of her swimsuit, but the knot didn't come undone. The little brother contemplated with an imperturbable face, inside he was a whirlwind of confusion. Elisa positioned her fingers on that spot, where the lace prevented it from falling. Attentive was the little brother at that controversial point in his sister's clothing. Elisa knew men... What would the little brother think if he looked at her most intimate area? He would like it because he is a man, Elisa agreed with herself. But he is my little brother, she replied to herself, but he deserves to know that area of women, and I haven't shown it to him, said her maternal side, which came out every time she taught something new to... little brother. With great elegance, the refined movements of Elisa's fingers, slowly and beautifully untied the right knot that connected the yellow bathing suit. The lower part of the suit fell, leaving Elisa completely naked in front of the innocent gaze of her younger brother.
You're naked...
Do I have a nice body? Elisa asked, looking directly at Alex's eyes.
Brother, you shouldn't be here while you're changing, Alex replied too late.
Elisa began to walk slowly towards Alex.
And see, tell me, why do you keep her stopped? Elisa said sarcastically.
Alex immediately grabbed a pillow from his sister's bed and covered the area with it. On the bed, next to Alex, were all the bathing suits he had ordered. Elisa didn't stay naked for too long, soon she put on a coffee-colored bathing suit that was lying on the bed.
Elisa didn't want to scare or traumatize her brother, even though he was a man, he didn't act like most of them. He was handsome, modest, obedient, and not a boy who sought sex. He liked it, yes, naturally, but he didn't seek it out, and that's the most important thing.
How does this one look in coffee?
You look good, you're very beautiful sister.
Alex stopped looking at his sister. He focused on the whiteness of the pillow, soon entering a trance-like state and managing to overcome the unexpected heat that had dominated him just moments before. But the consequences weren't better, Melissa entered his mind immediately, replacing the image of her sister's appetizing body. The idea that Melissa had relations with Joel wouldn't leave him alone, it was tearing his heart apart, disrupting any romantic passion he might have for Melissa. Then sadness took over. Alex sobbed, and salty tears flowed from his eyes to the pillow he still held tightly on his lap.
Little brother, why are you crying? Elisa asked, very strange about the unexpected event starring Alex.
—I'm a fool. I really like Melissa, I want to be with her. And... Although I might find another, it wouldn't like me because surely all girls have had relationships. The only jerk who hasn't done so is me —declared the younger brother, finally revealing the core of his tangled grief.
—So, what you want is... Do you want to have sexual relations? Or am I mistaken?
—I don't exactly not want them, I'm not sure if you understand. I don't seek that with Melissa, I want her affection and love more, but if for that I had to do it with her or another... I would —assured Alex.
—I suppose you'd be satisfied with the experience, so you could later show her you know how to do it —manifested Elisa.
—Yes. It seems like yes. And don't think I'm hinting that you'll teach me, sister. I'm just telling you because you said I could trust you —said Alex—. That's all.
—Of course you can trust me. You always can and always will. I'll be there for you in good times and bad, no matter what the last thing I do, I'll never abandon you. Come here, little fool. —Elisa then gave Alex one of those hugs where she pressed her breasts against his face. Elisa felt the humidity of Alex's cheeks on the channel of her breasts—. And now I know that you didn't ask for it, but it seems to me we can do something about it without having relationships —continued Elisa after a few brief moments while they were still embracing.
—I don't understand. How can we do something about it without having relationships? —asked Alex very confused—. Don't think I'll go with a prostitute.
—Nobody's saying anything about prostitutes, ha ha ha. It's more like, nobody in their right mind would let one of those sluts touch you. You're forbidden —declared Elisa—
No. What I'm saying is different. Look, get into bed, face up.
Alex, nervous as he got into bed face up, just as his sister had indicated. He waited a few seconds to understand what his sister was planning with all that fuss, and soon he saw As her sister sat on top of her, she felt her weight on her abdomen. —What are you doing, Elisa? This isn't right anymore —said the little brother as his member involuntarily hardened. —Look, I don't think we're going to have a relationship. What I'm proposing is that we practice naked like it's done during sex, so you can get an idea —said Elisa. —I don't understand sister... Please stop already —asked Alex. —I won't stop. Look carefully. You need to learn… —concluded Elisa when her vagina fitted into the area where her brother's erect penis lay against her stomach, because the boxer shorts or pants were holding it that way due to their tight fit. Elisa, sitting on top of her younger brother, began to slide smoothly and slowly back and forth over Alex's long cock, which belonged to him. —That hurts —complained Alex. —Then let me lower your pants, maybe they're too tight. Elisa lowered his pants. So, Alex was left in boxers. Elisa turned around and positioned herself with great ease on her brother's penis as if she were a riding instructor. Elisa felt a humid pressure in her vagina. Without wanting to, she had gotten wet, all that friction caused a pleasant sensation in her vaginal intimacy. However, she maintained the mentality that everything was done for her brother's education and not for her own satisfaction. If anything felt like it was because the human body reacts this way, due to totally natural consequences, automatic reactions of the body. It wasn't an excuse for her brother to give her any kind of pleasure while pretending to teach him things exclusive to couples. Everything was for Alex's benefit. Elisa started giving Alex light slaps, she would rise quickly and lower slowly, almost with affection. Soon, a dark stain began to soak the vaginal area on Elisa's swimsuit. —Sister, it hurts... Stop doing that —protested the little brother, after a decade of those positions. By that time, the tip of the little brother's penis had started to protrude beyond the elastic of his boxer briefs.
—Really? You would have told me before...
—I did tell you it hurt, but you only took off my pants.
—Well, I'm going to take off your shorts —said Elisa with determination.
—I didn't mean that... —Elisa didn't listen to the little brother and started taking off his shorts—
No... Sister...
With a series of somewhat uncoordinated maneuvers, and a few struggles in which the little brother pushed Elisa's hands away from the elastic of his underwear, he managed to get his shorts down to his ankles.
At first Alex seemed to resist, but after touching the shorts, Elisa accidentally rubbed the little brother's penis against the fabric. After that contact, the boy's member became much harder, and Alex didn't put up as much resistance afterwards. Moreover, when Elisa touched the little brother's shorts, she realized that his underwear was also quite wet. She couldn't be sure if it was from her own fluids or the same pre-seminal liquid that had come out of Alex the first time she masturbated him.
—Look at yourself! —Elisa commented as she gazed at Alex's erect penis.
Alex was quiet as a statue, not moving his body at all. From afar, he could have seemed to be suffering from some kind of paralysis. But no, that was just how this boy reacted, a way for him to escape his nervousness. He was waiting for the sensation that was becoming more and more likely of being defenseless, doing everything so as not to make his sister angry. Alex was so confused... Why did everything have to be so complicated with his older sister? Why couldn't he just explain it all to her in words or some other simpler way? I mean, she was beautiful, desirable, with a body that was appealing no matter where you looked at it, but... She was his sister! For God's sake! Alex brought his face close to Alex's cock, which was now completely free of restraints. Alex felt the sister's breath between the testicles, and his penis gave an involuntary jerk. Why does it have to stop right now? Alex wondered. Elisa seemed to be analyzing her little brother's cock with attention, then touched it delicately with the tip of her index finger. The reaction was instantaneous; the penis seemed to lift up from its base like a spring, as if it came to life when touched or something similar. Why am I so weak? My thing shouldn't stop like this when they touch me..., Alex thought. Elisa touched it again, sliding the same index finger from the line that divides the testicles upwards, going slowly until she reached the tip of the penis. The little brother looked up at the ceiling with a hazy view, waiting for his sister to finish this torture once and for all. For sister, I beg you, something is going to happen to me... Alex said in a hoarse voice. Elisa paid attention to her brother and stopped. Elisa got on top of him again, this time more, riding him. Through her vagina, Elisa could now feel the cock's constitution more clearly. Once mounted on Alex, Elisa bent down and leaned over her little brother to kiss him on the mouth. These things can't be done without showing a little bit of affection, thought Elisa. With your tongue, sister grumbled Alex with aversion, turning his face aside so that his sister wouldn't kiss him in such an obscene and abusive way. With my little tongue, brother, open your mouth, you have to learn. Turn your head now, I told you Elisa reclaimed with a mix of unusual affection and threatening firmness, giving him a gentle slap on the cheek at the same time, a kind of reduced version of a slap. The little brother looked into his sister's eyes and felt great fear. It was inexplicable, but it inspired the sensation... from what her sister could hit him or punish him if he didn't obey. 'Is there something dark inside my sister's soul?', thought Alex. But he didn't have too much time to reflect on that moment. Then he handed his mouth over to the older sister without delay, letting himself be done with something he didn't want to happen in reality. Elisa was abusing his mouth and couldn't do anything about it at this opportunity. She was the one in charge. 'How can she not understand that I, her brother, don't desire this abuse?', Alex thought once the kiss became completely inevitable and only let himself be carried away by the rhythm marked by Elisa.
During the oppressive kiss, Elisa began to move her hips slowly, with sensual oscillations where she rubbed against the already freed member of Alex. If the boy hadn't ejaculated, it was because he was struggling to avoid his sister's tongue, and the rejection this kiss provoked, so his excitement decreased lightly.
A invasive Elisa, ran her tongue wherever she wanted, even on the gums of her little brother. But what seemed more tasty to him, and where Alex would learn more, was the contact between the two tongues. This learning was the most fundamental, he couldn't let his little brother forget this basic aspect of couple's love.
Elisa, without stopping kissing her brother, accelerated the movement of her hips. During those seconds, the hard penis of her brother, through the fabric of the swimsuit, sank slightly into her vaginal lips; if she hadn't worn a swimsuit, her brother's penis would have penetrated her a little. Elisa accelerated even more the movement, seeming now more like rubbing, a kind of rebound, a human body in vibration mode.
Elisa with her tongue inside her brother's mouth, stopped the repetitive pelvic movements abruptly. Her body remained motionless, in a kind of suspension caused by a superior force. The tongue also remained motionless. It seemed A puppy that had lost its breath completely, with the tongue hanging out, releasing small bubbles and dry saliva through it, only inside the little brother's mouth.
He left the kiss for a moment, almost against his will. The sister stood up, put her eyes in the back of her head, tilted her head upwards, and looked at the ceiling of the room.
'What's wrong with you, little sister? Are you okay?' asked the little brother in an ostentatious display of incredible innocence.
The sister didn't respond, only fell asleep on top of the little brother's body. She was smiling, 'It seems she is drugged or something,' thought Alex. Elisa hugged him while he tried to recover his breath. A minute later, with a face full of satisfaction, Elisa stood up. The little brother tried to get up, but she prevented it.
'We're not done yet,' explained the sister in a pleasant sigh of relief.
'But we're not doing anything anymore,' replied Alex. 'Are you sure you're feeling well?'
'Sí, very well. Now go back to sleep again,' asked the sister with sweetness.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling afterwards, Elisa stroked Alex's testicles with one hand and wrapped her other hand around the base of his penis. She started giving him a massage on his genitals with great affection.
'You have it very big, little brother,' observed Elisa suddenly increasing the speed of the massage. 'Do you like what you feel?'
'I thought I had learned this already,' warned Alex.
'You're right, little brother,' recognized the older sister. 'This time we won't be doing it again, but maybe we'll repeat some lessons if you need them, of course.'
Elisa stopped what she was doing to Alex and mounted him once more, only this time giving him her back, so that the little brother had a spectacular view of one of his sister's attributes that most attracted him - her rounded buttocks. And in her swimsuit, the spectacularity elevated copiously.
Elisa started moving forward and backward... Feeling a little scared about hurting my brother's penis with the fabric of his bathing suit.
—And do you like this? It's like the first time, but in reverse —explained Elisa.
—Yes, but it's weird. I think... Ay...
Unable to hold on to that pleasure for much longer, Alex had an immediate orgasm, ejaculating and staining the lower part of Elisa's bathing suit with his semen.
Elisa got up and took off her stained bathing suit. The semen stain was mainly located in the area parallel to where Elisa's vaginal lips were positioned. Abundant clumps of her younger brother's semen dripped from the bikini. It looked like a very sticky mucus, a viscosity that came from great lust.
—I'm going to have to wash it —said Elisa with a resigned sigh.
Alex, still lying on his back on the bed, contemplated Elisa's vagina and ass for a few moments at the same time as the last semen flows ended up coming out of his penis, staining his stomach in the process. He felt like he had lost something valuable inside him. Maybe I lost my virginity, I'm starting to feel very tired, thought Alex. It was that effect, a great lethargy that possessed him for a few moments. He looked at his sister leaving her bathing suit on a corner where a pile of laundry would be washed later. He observed her rounded ass one more time, and his penis gave a slight twitch, announcing that it would soon be ready to get excited again, maybe too quickly. At that moment, Alex felt invaded by a deep sense of weirdness. Something was telling him that what he had done with his older sister had crossed a significant limit, that it wasn't good in any way. Then he remembered the kiss she gave him and how it had intimidated him so unusually. Alex put on his pants and ran to his room.
Alex cleaned up the remaining semen. He took a bath. Cried and fell asleep. He didn't know what to feel or think. He couldn't... define his sister as good or bad. He loved her and feared her. What he did to her today, or rather what she did to him, wasn't the same as in his fantasies. With the power of his fertile imagination, Alex had masturbated thinking about his older sister many times before, but never felt strange because he considered it a revenge against her, a childish act of hatred; something that worked for getting rid of the resentment caused by their distance. Now that he wanted her again with immense love, maybe more than ever in his entire existence, and that feeling of revenge had dissolved like a grain of sand in the vastness of the ocean, he felt that his sister was being very rough with him.
Something was moving him. It was his sister Elisa. She was waking him up.
—What's happening, sister? —asked Alex sleepily.
—I want you to give me your clothes, I think your shirt is dirty... I'll wash it.
—I think it's clean —said the little brother.
—Alex, we need to talk —said Elisa gravely.
—About what?
—About what we did...
—Yes, I also wanted to talk about that, I don't know if it's right...
—I'm not referring to that, Alex. What I want to tell you is simple. We can't take this lightly, if we do this, you'll give me your clothes to wash them, even if they're not dirty or smell like sex and my perfume. Do you understand?
—I understand, but we didn't have sex, I don't think it's that big of a deal —assured Alex.
—Listen to me and only say it once. Nobody can discover us, not even suspect it if it's not sex. We won't be careless, we won't tell anyone, and I hope you'll follow those rules because if you don't, everything will end very badly —said Elisa in a severe tone.
—Yes, sister, forgive me.
—Well, give me your clothes now, take them off, wash up, and change. If you want, you can sleep again, I didn't know you were so tired. But at least wait until the food is ready...
—it's fine, anyway, I'm already feeling more relaxed.
As he was giving himself that refreshing bath, Alex wondered if it was possible... He was abusing him. But then he reached a point of total sincerity: Yes, it is like that, then... Why didn't I say it's been a while since we've been talking about how I feel abused? Because I get excited without wanting to. And all of this was real for Alex, he first got hot and then his sister attacked him mercilessly taking advantage of what he felt. He had gone to look for his sister, entering without knocking and seeing her in little clothes. He was the one who didn't take his eyes off her body, despite knowing he should respect his older sister. He had spilled all that white and smelly liquid on Elisa's poor clothes. He had started masturbating after she hugged him or when she gave him kisses...! He got excited from kisses on the cheek! From his own sister! If someone was bad in their sibling relationship, it was him, for being disrespectful and dishonest, for seeing Elisa with lust. He had tarnished the image of his protective, always strong, sweet, and victorious sister, turning her into a sexual object since long ago. Now he couldn't blame her for everything. She was sometimes bad, yes, but not an abusive demon. Alex ate with his sister. They watched comedy movies and spent the day, afternoon, and night together, just like when he was a small child. His childhood was present there, intact, evoked by Elisa and him, and Alex loved that feeling. He loved his sister.
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