And now, Tara was looking at me over her shoulder with her big brown eyes while lifting her arms to tie up her long black hair that reached down to her ribs. She slowly formed a twisted smile as she looked at me. Her expression told me she enjoyed being in control. Almost had... a sadistic touch.
You do what I tell you, dwarf. I'm the one who orders around here. Do you get it? Or you're out. You comply with my rules or you're gone. I swallowed saliva and nodded. The truth is that I didn't want to confront her too much if I wanted her help. We started warming up and doing some stretches. She gave me instructions to copy her movements as she stretched her legs and rotated them, just like with her trunk and hips... I began to realize, almost as if they had hit me in the head, what a good body my sister had. My eyes kept going to her legs and ass, to the way her pelvis formed a pronounced curve going up to her waist and how it was completely smooth. She wasn't paying attention because she usually just told me if I was doing it right or wrong and was half-turned towards the other side. As I felt unable to tear my gaze away from her, which could have burned that perfect bubble that was her ass, I started noticing that my pulse was accelerating and my face was getting red. How long had my sister been with this piece of a pandero? Yes, I had heard some comments from my friends about how good Tara was, but I hadn't given it importance; I even told them something similar about their mothers to get under their skin, but it wasn't true. I thought they saw something in Tara that I was unable to see as siblings. But now I saw it, oh boy did I see it. The way she moved and her rounded buttocks together were almost imperceptibly banging with every change of position and movement, hypnotizing me. In fact, I was getting pretty bad off. Damn. What the hell...? This crazy thing... had a tremendous body! I'm going to swear on the slut! My older sister...! - Haha, you're fat. We haven't even started yet and you're already sweating, Fatty –my sister laughed loudly–. Well, you're starting off well... I turned around quickly, very worried because I would have gotten caught eating her with my eyes. It almost seemed like she hadn't noticed and attributed my gasps to physical effort and not to my problem downstairs. I was incredibly hard, and with those tight cycling pants that erection had to be quite prominent and it was impossible for it to go unnoticed. I didn't look at her directly because it would have given me away, but I turned my body obliquely to hide it from view and I think I managed it. When I glanced sideways, my heart sank: a piece of morbid flesh poked out obscenely in my crotch, a cock struggling to be free. There was no way that thing was going to go down in time for me to start running. - Well, are you ready? I think we can start already... - Wait, wait... I think I have to go to the bathroom first –I excused myself quickly. - Damn it, kid, look how you're going to delay me. Hurry up –my sister snapped at me with a hard tone. I scurried quickly down to the downstairs bathroom and undid my pants with some difficulty. That thing was hard as iron. My older sister had really gotten me worked up. I contemplated making an express masturbation, but didn't know if I'd have enough time. Besides, I knew that masturbation would be dedicated to Tara and I wanted to take my time to savor it, it wasn't the moment. - Come on, pussy, this is for today –I noticed my sister pounding on the bathroom door impatiently–. I've got things to do later. - Leave me alone! I can't do it if you're listening out there! I opened the cold water faucet in the bathtub partly to make a show of it, and in
part to put the cabbage and bare balls under the spray. That unpleasant sensory discharge in my body managed to reduce my lustful pulse a bit, so I dried off quickly and got back into those pants. As I've mentioned before, they were quite uncomfortable even without an erection. I went out onto the porch again, probably still sweating and accelerated, but at least without that problem between my legs. Tara had an evident look of disgust on her face, but she didn't make any more comments. I think she could see in my face that I felt like a pathetic infraser by this point. We left the house and started running at a medium pace. She explained to me, without ever lacking breath, that she liked taking the long street that went down from our house to one of the roundabouts entering the village. It was a pleasant route; although there were houses adjoined on one side, on the other it was mostly open field. When I reached the bottom roundabout, she would take an old rural path until we arrived at an abandoned well, where we'd rest for a couple of minutes and then do the whole trip back. In total, it would be around 10 km there and back. I noticed problems from the start to keep up with her pace. If I was already somewhat overheated before starting, when I started running I began to notice sweat droplets on my back, forehead, armpits, and groin. I felt like I was suffocating every two or three breaths, although Tara made an effort to slow down and get at my level, I was unable to maintain it consistently. So frequently, she'd end up being several meters ahead without her even having increased the pace at all. Although I was dying of exhaustion there, I couldn't help but notice each time this happened because it allowed me to stare again at that fantastic ass and how those buttocks rubbed against each other when flexing my legs. Of course, I couldn't dedicate much attention because I was starting to notice that something was growing in my groin area and that situation would have gotten exponentially worse. In summary, it was a hell of a time. I was sweaty, struggling to breathe, my muscles were trembling from the effort, and on top of that, discovering my sister's ass was a forbidden temptation that I couldn't even enjoy contemplating in all its glory. When we got to the roundabout, I could barely stay on my feet. Guess you've given me quite a workout, huh? Look, if you want to stop and go back home, it's still time –if I didn't know her better, I'd almost say there was a hint of guilt in her voice.
Esh... esh... eshpera –I panted with difficulty. I couldn't give up now–
Noo... Yoh... yoh, I'll keep going till the end –I looked at her fixedly. Since I was in such a miserable state, I hoped that at least this act would convey my determination.
As you like. But hey, you're holding me back quite a bit, so if it seems right to you, I'll go on ahead at my own pace. We'll meet up at the well when you get there, no need to worry about getting lost. Take your time, I don't want to have any trouble with Mom saying I left you in shreds, okay? And with that, she disappeared down the rural path, marked among the tall grass.
I was trying not to gag, so all I could do was observe with slight disappointment as my sister and her bum disappeared in a matter of seconds. I took the rest of the way at a slightly more philosophical pace, at a rate quite lower than my sister's. It was also an unpleasant experience, but less so. Besides, I wasn't getting worked up over lascivious thoughts every two minutes.
Finally, I arrived at the well, finding my sister lying on her back with her arms crossed over the sealed parapet of the structure. She could have been sleeping, but she slowly sat up as soon as she must have heard me panting and crunching gravel with my steps.
For God's sake, Ramón, you've taken your sweet time. Do you know... How long have I been here? - Pff...perdona –I couldn't say. - Well, it's just that I've gotten terribly late. Look, I'm going to head home now. Anyway, you already know the route. Take your time to rest, and we'll see each other for dinner. See you later.
You do what I tell you, dwarf. I'm the one who orders around here. Do you get it? Or you're out. You comply with my rules or you're gone. I swallowed saliva and nodded. The truth is that I didn't want to confront her too much if I wanted her help. We started warming up and doing some stretches. She gave me instructions to copy her movements as she stretched her legs and rotated them, just like with her trunk and hips... I began to realize, almost as if they had hit me in the head, what a good body my sister had. My eyes kept going to her legs and ass, to the way her pelvis formed a pronounced curve going up to her waist and how it was completely smooth. She wasn't paying attention because she usually just told me if I was doing it right or wrong and was half-turned towards the other side. As I felt unable to tear my gaze away from her, which could have burned that perfect bubble that was her ass, I started noticing that my pulse was accelerating and my face was getting red. How long had my sister been with this piece of a pandero? Yes, I had heard some comments from my friends about how good Tara was, but I hadn't given it importance; I even told them something similar about their mothers to get under their skin, but it wasn't true. I thought they saw something in Tara that I was unable to see as siblings. But now I saw it, oh boy did I see it. The way she moved and her rounded buttocks together were almost imperceptibly banging with every change of position and movement, hypnotizing me. In fact, I was getting pretty bad off. Damn. What the hell...? This crazy thing... had a tremendous body! I'm going to swear on the slut! My older sister...! - Haha, you're fat. We haven't even started yet and you're already sweating, Fatty –my sister laughed loudly–. Well, you're starting off well... I turned around quickly, very worried because I would have gotten caught eating her with my eyes. It almost seemed like she hadn't noticed and attributed my gasps to physical effort and not to my problem downstairs. I was incredibly hard, and with those tight cycling pants that erection had to be quite prominent and it was impossible for it to go unnoticed. I didn't look at her directly because it would have given me away, but I turned my body obliquely to hide it from view and I think I managed it. When I glanced sideways, my heart sank: a piece of morbid flesh poked out obscenely in my crotch, a cock struggling to be free. There was no way that thing was going to go down in time for me to start running. - Well, are you ready? I think we can start already... - Wait, wait... I think I have to go to the bathroom first –I excused myself quickly. - Damn it, kid, look how you're going to delay me. Hurry up –my sister snapped at me with a hard tone. I scurried quickly down to the downstairs bathroom and undid my pants with some difficulty. That thing was hard as iron. My older sister had really gotten me worked up. I contemplated making an express masturbation, but didn't know if I'd have enough time. Besides, I knew that masturbation would be dedicated to Tara and I wanted to take my time to savor it, it wasn't the moment. - Come on, pussy, this is for today –I noticed my sister pounding on the bathroom door impatiently–. I've got things to do later. - Leave me alone! I can't do it if you're listening out there! I opened the cold water faucet in the bathtub partly to make a show of it, and in
part to put the cabbage and bare balls under the spray. That unpleasant sensory discharge in my body managed to reduce my lustful pulse a bit, so I dried off quickly and got back into those pants. As I've mentioned before, they were quite uncomfortable even without an erection. I went out onto the porch again, probably still sweating and accelerated, but at least without that problem between my legs. Tara had an evident look of disgust on her face, but she didn't make any more comments. I think she could see in my face that I felt like a pathetic infraser by this point. We left the house and started running at a medium pace. She explained to me, without ever lacking breath, that she liked taking the long street that went down from our house to one of the roundabouts entering the village. It was a pleasant route; although there were houses adjoined on one side, on the other it was mostly open field. When I reached the bottom roundabout, she would take an old rural path until we arrived at an abandoned well, where we'd rest for a couple of minutes and then do the whole trip back. In total, it would be around 10 km there and back. I noticed problems from the start to keep up with her pace. If I was already somewhat overheated before starting, when I started running I began to notice sweat droplets on my back, forehead, armpits, and groin. I felt like I was suffocating every two or three breaths, although Tara made an effort to slow down and get at my level, I was unable to maintain it consistently. So frequently, she'd end up being several meters ahead without her even having increased the pace at all. Although I was dying of exhaustion there, I couldn't help but notice each time this happened because it allowed me to stare again at that fantastic ass and how those buttocks rubbed against each other when flexing my legs. Of course, I couldn't dedicate much attention because I was starting to notice that something was growing in my groin area and that situation would have gotten exponentially worse. In summary, it was a hell of a time. I was sweaty, struggling to breathe, my muscles were trembling from the effort, and on top of that, discovering my sister's ass was a forbidden temptation that I couldn't even enjoy contemplating in all its glory. When we got to the roundabout, I could barely stay on my feet. Guess you've given me quite a workout, huh? Look, if you want to stop and go back home, it's still time –if I didn't know her better, I'd almost say there was a hint of guilt in her voice.
Esh... esh... eshpera –I panted with difficulty. I couldn't give up now–
Noo... Yoh... yoh, I'll keep going till the end –I looked at her fixedly. Since I was in such a miserable state, I hoped that at least this act would convey my determination.
As you like. But hey, you're holding me back quite a bit, so if it seems right to you, I'll go on ahead at my own pace. We'll meet up at the well when you get there, no need to worry about getting lost. Take your time, I don't want to have any trouble with Mom saying I left you in shreds, okay? And with that, she disappeared down the rural path, marked among the tall grass.
I was trying not to gag, so all I could do was observe with slight disappointment as my sister and her bum disappeared in a matter of seconds. I took the rest of the way at a slightly more philosophical pace, at a rate quite lower than my sister's. It was also an unpleasant experience, but less so. Besides, I wasn't getting worked up over lascivious thoughts every two minutes.
Finally, I arrived at the well, finding my sister lying on her back with her arms crossed over the sealed parapet of the structure. She could have been sleeping, but she slowly sat up as soon as she must have heard me panting and crunching gravel with my steps.
For God's sake, Ramón, you've taken your sweet time. Do you know... How long have I been here? - Pff...perdona –I couldn't say. - Well, it's just that I've gotten terribly late. Look, I'm going to head home now. Anyway, you already know the route. Take your time to rest, and we'll see each other for dinner. See you later.
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