My sister and I remained normal with each other for a few days. We kept playing dark room with the kids every time the adults went out. Neither of us hid in that corner again. At least I didn’t. And I never saw her coming out of there either. I didn’t want to go back there mainly because Rahul was now aware of it and mostly because I didn’t want the embarrassing situation to happen again.
After all, I had inadvertently touched my sister’s private parts. This was no small deal in our conservative household. I am sure she hadn’t forgotten about the incident either. Despite this, our demeanor hadn’t changed at all. We talked to each other normally and behaved just like we always did. We were adults after all and realized that accidents do happen.
Finally the last two weeks were over and the guests were leaving the next day. Mom and the guest aunty of ours were out doing some last minute shopping again before they returned to the West coast. Today was the kids’ final chance of playing dark room with us. For some reason Nisha didn’t really want to play today but she accepted when the kids pleaded and begged that they were leaving the next day.
Sanjeev counted to 100 and caught us all easily. We were getting slaughtered! The kids caught us no matter where we went. There was no where else to go but back to my trusted corner. This was going to be the last time one of the kids was going to count and try to catch us. The game was going to have to end soon since mom, dad and the lady would be home soon.
“Last turn coming up,” I smiled to everyone as Rahul begrudgingly went outside to count to 100.
I was laughing inside just waiting to see the look on his face when I caught him from the back the last time. I had thoroughly enjoyed this summer vacation with these kids. We had some good times and I was going to miss them when they left.
Little did I know this summer of mine was going to get a lot sweeter.
As I heard Rahul count to 100, I moved towards the space between the wall unit and the door. The reader can now probably predict I found Nisha there. That is probably expected, or else I would not be writing this story here.
But the strange thing is, that she appeared as oblivious of the fact that I was going to use that corner as my last weapon as I was of the fact that she was going to use it.
Stumbling in the dark, feeling the wall with my palms, I got to the edge of the wall unit and felt it around the corner to see if the rug (or Nisha for that matter) was standing there. Feeling nothing and hearing nothing, I leapt in.
I had felt wrong. This time she had scrunched herself into as tight a space as possible, squeezing her frail 105-lb frame into a space which didn’t seem to be larger than a few inches wide.
As I backed into the space, I felt her hands on my back.
“Not you again!” She whispered strongly and tried to push me out.
“Ugh! Get out, this is our last chance.” I fought back.
“Shhh!” She told me to quiet down.
Rahul was now done counting and was now roaming the house searching for his would-be “prisoners”.
“Hey I discovered this place first. Leave!” She whispered forcefully.
“But I can’t leave now or I’ll be caught.” I pleaded.
“Ok Raj,” she calmed down, “But you don’t get to catch him this time though….”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, just like last time, I am here first, but this time around I get to “catch” Rahul and not you.” She ordered calmly.
“Ok fine.” I agreed.
In order to get a head start, my sister was now leaning on my back again, pressing her protruding tits against my back. Feeling those soft little mounds of love on my back, coupled with her heavy breathing onto my neck, my dick was hard as a rock. She also smelled really nice. She probably just had deodorant on, but any smell coming from a girl is a turn on if a girl is that close to a guy - doesn’t matter if she is his own sister! She was now ready to move out of our hiding place. If she tried to squeeze out of this place, there was absolutely no way she wouldn’t feel my prick sticking out of my pants.
“Hey move back. There is no room here.” I got frustrated and embarrassed at the same time.
“I have to get out when Rahul gets in and it would be easier if I were on the outside.” Nisha said.
“You can’t! There is no room!” I urged her to stay back.
“Noooo!” She pinched me, “Raj this is my turn!!!”
”O” I half yelped as I tried to whisper. “O-k! Ok! Do whatever you want.”
My sis giggled and got ready to move out without being caught by the approaching Rahul. I could have left the space if I wanted to make room for her to get out but I didn’t. I was just too horny. At this point, I probably wanted her to feel my prick. So I stayed in.
I had to turn around to move towards the inside of the space as she squeezed out. Turning towards her to get a full rub of her body, I felt her sweet aroma enter my nose as I looked into her eyes for the first time during this whole encounter while she was slipping out. She turned clockwise as I turned counter-clockwise. My cock which was making a tent in my pants rubbed her ass and thighs as she squeezed out. I saw her eyes widen and her pupils dilate in the dark as she gave me a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of her eyes. She knew what it was. She was an adult. She was my older sister! She knew her brother’s rock hard cock was what she had felt rubbing her ass cheeks and thighs while she moved out. This 2 second process felt like eternity. As she was slipping outward to catch Rahul, I moved my arms to give her more space and in doing so, my hands conveniently moved over her firm boobs. She was probably wearing a bra as I felt the hard material beneath her soft Indian shirt. Not moving my hands and pretending to give her space, I let her tits glide across my hands.
Nisha had now stopped; probably stunned at how shamelessly I had felt her up completely in these two seconds. I was now inside the space and Nisha was ready to pounce Rahul as he closed in on us. We were both breathing heavily. She hadn’t uttered a word and neither had I. I finally said in a hoarse voice,
“N...Nisha.. Rahul is close. Go!”
Saying this I pushed her out. And I swear this time the following contact was inadvertent and not done out of my horniness for her at all! While I was trying to push my hands on her back to let her out, I felt my hand get buried deep in the center part of her butt cheeks!
I had pushed her on her buttocks, and right where the butt crack began! She protruded her crotch outward and moving her ass away from my hands, getting frustrated by all this touching. While I was withdrawing my hand from her butt crack, I slowly brought it out, touching her butt for as long as I could, combing her smooth Indian pajama clothing into her butt crack.
She turned around and gave me a stare right into my eyes.
“I should go get Rahul.” Saying this, she wiggled her ass to get the pajama out of her butt crack and caught Rahul as he passed by.
Game over.
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TBC
After all, I had inadvertently touched my sister’s private parts. This was no small deal in our conservative household. I am sure she hadn’t forgotten about the incident either. Despite this, our demeanor hadn’t changed at all. We talked to each other normally and behaved just like we always did. We were adults after all and realized that accidents do happen.
Finally the last two weeks were over and the guests were leaving the next day. Mom and the guest aunty of ours were out doing some last minute shopping again before they returned to the West coast. Today was the kids’ final chance of playing dark room with us. For some reason Nisha didn’t really want to play today but she accepted when the kids pleaded and begged that they were leaving the next day.
Sanjeev counted to 100 and caught us all easily. We were getting slaughtered! The kids caught us no matter where we went. There was no where else to go but back to my trusted corner. This was going to be the last time one of the kids was going to count and try to catch us. The game was going to have to end soon since mom, dad and the lady would be home soon.
“Last turn coming up,” I smiled to everyone as Rahul begrudgingly went outside to count to 100.
I was laughing inside just waiting to see the look on his face when I caught him from the back the last time. I had thoroughly enjoyed this summer vacation with these kids. We had some good times and I was going to miss them when they left.
Little did I know this summer of mine was going to get a lot sweeter.
As I heard Rahul count to 100, I moved towards the space between the wall unit and the door. The reader can now probably predict I found Nisha there. That is probably expected, or else I would not be writing this story here.
But the strange thing is, that she appeared as oblivious of the fact that I was going to use that corner as my last weapon as I was of the fact that she was going to use it.
Stumbling in the dark, feeling the wall with my palms, I got to the edge of the wall unit and felt it around the corner to see if the rug (or Nisha for that matter) was standing there. Feeling nothing and hearing nothing, I leapt in.
I had felt wrong. This time she had scrunched herself into as tight a space as possible, squeezing her frail 105-lb frame into a space which didn’t seem to be larger than a few inches wide.
As I backed into the space, I felt her hands on my back.
“Not you again!” She whispered strongly and tried to push me out.
“Ugh! Get out, this is our last chance.” I fought back.
“Shhh!” She told me to quiet down.
Rahul was now done counting and was now roaming the house searching for his would-be “prisoners”.
“Hey I discovered this place first. Leave!” She whispered forcefully.
“But I can’t leave now or I’ll be caught.” I pleaded.
“Ok Raj,” she calmed down, “But you don’t get to catch him this time though….”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, just like last time, I am here first, but this time around I get to “catch” Rahul and not you.” She ordered calmly.
“Ok fine.” I agreed.
In order to get a head start, my sister was now leaning on my back again, pressing her protruding tits against my back. Feeling those soft little mounds of love on my back, coupled with her heavy breathing onto my neck, my dick was hard as a rock. She also smelled really nice. She probably just had deodorant on, but any smell coming from a girl is a turn on if a girl is that close to a guy - doesn’t matter if she is his own sister! She was now ready to move out of our hiding place. If she tried to squeeze out of this place, there was absolutely no way she wouldn’t feel my prick sticking out of my pants.
“Hey move back. There is no room here.” I got frustrated and embarrassed at the same time.
“I have to get out when Rahul gets in and it would be easier if I were on the outside.” Nisha said.
“You can’t! There is no room!” I urged her to stay back.
“Noooo!” She pinched me, “Raj this is my turn!!!”
”O” I half yelped as I tried to whisper. “O-k! Ok! Do whatever you want.”
My sis giggled and got ready to move out without being caught by the approaching Rahul. I could have left the space if I wanted to make room for her to get out but I didn’t. I was just too horny. At this point, I probably wanted her to feel my prick. So I stayed in.
I had to turn around to move towards the inside of the space as she squeezed out. Turning towards her to get a full rub of her body, I felt her sweet aroma enter my nose as I looked into her eyes for the first time during this whole encounter while she was slipping out. She turned clockwise as I turned counter-clockwise. My cock which was making a tent in my pants rubbed her ass and thighs as she squeezed out. I saw her eyes widen and her pupils dilate in the dark as she gave me a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of her eyes. She knew what it was. She was an adult. She was my older sister! She knew her brother’s rock hard cock was what she had felt rubbing her ass cheeks and thighs while she moved out. This 2 second process felt like eternity. As she was slipping outward to catch Rahul, I moved my arms to give her more space and in doing so, my hands conveniently moved over her firm boobs. She was probably wearing a bra as I felt the hard material beneath her soft Indian shirt. Not moving my hands and pretending to give her space, I let her tits glide across my hands.
Nisha had now stopped; probably stunned at how shamelessly I had felt her up completely in these two seconds. I was now inside the space and Nisha was ready to pounce Rahul as he closed in on us. We were both breathing heavily. She hadn’t uttered a word and neither had I. I finally said in a hoarse voice,
“N...Nisha.. Rahul is close. Go!”
Saying this I pushed her out. And I swear this time the following contact was inadvertent and not done out of my horniness for her at all! While I was trying to push my hands on her back to let her out, I felt my hand get buried deep in the center part of her butt cheeks!
I had pushed her on her buttocks, and right where the butt crack began! She protruded her crotch outward and moving her ass away from my hands, getting frustrated by all this touching. While I was withdrawing my hand from her butt crack, I slowly brought it out, touching her butt for as long as I could, combing her smooth Indian pajama clothing into her butt crack.
She turned around and gave me a stare right into my eyes.
“I should go get Rahul.” Saying this, she wiggled her ass to get the pajama out of her butt crack and caught Rahul as he passed by.
Game over.
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TBC