The Beast in the House (Other Adult Novels)

The beast in the house

The beast in the house (I) My sister's beautiful breasts

Author:Zuo Zuo Shang Ren

What I am going to tell you is a true story that is unbelievable to people today.

Not long after I was born, my father passed away in a traffic accident. He left behind my mother and my three siblings. Although my mother worked in a bank and earned a decent salary, it was still difficult for her to support the family alone. It was not until my sisters went out to work that our family situation improved.

The story began about a year ago. My eldest sister was 25 years old, nine years older than me. She had been married for more than two years. Since she only appeared in the second part of the story, I will not introduce her in detail for now.

The second sister is two years younger than the eldest. She works as a music teacher in a school. She is not tall, but has a very even figure. She is a petite girl. With a straight nose and a beautiful face, she is also a little beauty. She loves music very much. She has dreamed of becoming an outstanding pianist since she was a child. Other things are secondary to her, including boys. Although she is in her twenties, she has never had a close boyfriend.

Due to work reasons, my mother was not too strict with me, the youngest child, but I was not a very bad kid. Until I met Feilong at the video game center. This guy just turned 19 and was an out-and-out bad boy. He loved to show off his sex history in front of others. Although I was not pure enough to completely believe in his bragging, as long as what he said was exciting and fresh enough, I was already attracted. One liked to listen, the other liked to talk, and over time, he became my best friend. What he talked about most was the breasts of his girls. Girl A's breasts were so huge; Girl B's breasts were so elastic; Girl C's were so and so. Under the influence of time, I gradually developed a very strong sexual fantasy about women's breasts, and the big and small breasts of the ladies on the street or in school became my objects of voyeurism. The innocent boy in the past has gradually transformed into a little pervert.

That summer came earlier than usual. It was already very hot in May. The ladies on the street were all wearing very thin and small clothes. Their curvy and exquisite figures were all exposed. Especially those women wearing tight tops were particularly tempting. Their breasts seemed to be about to burst out of the thin clothes. Seeing them like that, I really wanted to rush over and touch them hard.

Because my mother likes to breathe fresh air and our family is getting better off, we moved to a quiet suburb not long ago. Houses in the suburbs are generally larger than those in the city. My house is no exception. There are courtyards in front and back of the house, and there is a distance between the nearest neighboring house. Although the residence is relatively remote, the school where my second sister studies is not too far from home, so she can always go home earlier than me. This day was no exception. Standing in front of the house, I could hear the sound of piano coming out of the house again and again. After entering the house, I saw her sitting alone in front of the piano.

I said, "Second sister, I'm back."

I quickly took out a bottle of cold drink from the refrigerator, hoping to cool down the lust aroused by the beautiful breasts I saw on the way home.

Before I put the wine in my mouth, I heard my second sister's voice. "Little brother, come and take a look at this music score. This is my new work that I spent several months on."

Although I know a little about piano, I am not a big fan of it. I walked slowly and reluctantly behind her. I picked up the music sheet and glanced at it. In fact, I didn't really understand it, so I just said, "It's amazing."

The second sister was very proud when she heard this: "Really? My little brother really knows how to talk. Stand still. I will play a song for you now."

In fact, if I had a choice, I would rather go back to my room and masturbate. But I didn't want to go against her wishes, so I said, "Great, please ask the great pianist to give me a song."

Then the music, which was not sure whether it was good or not, began to float into my ears.

Although the sound of the piano continued to come, my mind was still full of the big and beautiful breasts I had just seen on the way. In my fantasies, my eyes unconsciously followed the second sister's hands on the piano keys. Suddenly, a beautiful cleavage shadow came into my eyes, which immediately pulled me back from my fantasy.

I calmed down and looked more carefully. Yes, a very tempting cleavage was indeed exposed from under my second sister's collar. Although I immediately realized that I should look away, the attraction of female cleavage was irresistible to me. My eyes were like meeting a strong magnet and could no longer move.

The V-neckline of the shirt my second sister wore today was not too low, but because I was looking at her chest from the back, the top of her cleavage still sneaked out. I looked at this pair of breasts that I had not paid much attention to before, and found that although my second sister did not have a pair of super big breasts, they looked very tall and firm at the moment. Because the fabric of the shirt was thin and soft, the outline of her chest was also faintly visible through the fabric.

This accidental temptation actually triggered my uncontrollable desire for my sister.

Like a searchlight, my eyes swept back and forth over my second sister's upper body. As expected, I discovered that when her arms swung as she played the piano, I could see her light blue bra from the cuffs and armpits. Although it was only a small part of the bra, it was quite provocative at this moment of heightened sexual desire.

Unconsciously, my right hand had been inserted into my trouser pocket to play with the erect penis. The more I watched, the more my lust became. Suddenly, I imagined myself pressing my hands down on my second sister's chest from behind, vigorously playing with her two firm breasts. At this moment, an extremely deep piano sound woke me up from my lustful dream.

It turned out that the second sister had finished playing her new song. She turned around and asked, "How is it? Is it good?"

When she saw my face flushed, she asked curiously, "Oh! Are you hot, little brother?"

To prevent her from seeing the ugly state of my crotch, I immediately turned around and rushed to the bathroom. I replied, "It's okay, just a little stomachache." Finally, I added, "Sister's new song is really first-rate." But what I was saying in my heart was, "Sister's breasts are really first-rate."

After closing the bathroom door, I splashed cold water on my face, trying to cool down my lust, but it was no use. My second sister's beautiful breasts were lingering in my mind. The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable my pants became. I had to release this lust. I took out my hard penis from my pants and sat on the toilet to masturbate.

After stroking it for about ten times, I saw the laundry rack nearby. I couldn't help but stand up and walk over to open the rack cover. After searching for a while, I saw what I was looking for, a black lace bra. It seems that my mother would not choose this style, so I guessed that this bra must belong to my second sister. I put the bra close to my nose and sniffed it, and there was a faint residual fragrance floating into my nose. When I thought that what I was smelling now was the fragrance of my second sister's breasts, my penis was stimulated to the point of bursting. I couldn't wait to cover one of the cups on the swollen glans and rub it slowly, while imagining that the penis was going in and out of the inner wall of my second sister's two balls. Waves of pleasure were transmitted from the glans to my brain. After a while, the excitement reached the boiling point. My palm pressed the glans through the cup, and my sperm gate opened. For the first time, my sperm spurted out for the beautiful breasts of my own second sister.

From then on, my second sister's bra and panties became my tools for masturbation. On nights when my sexual desire was high, I would ejaculate two or three times before falling asleep. When I saw my second sister during the day, just thinking about the underwear that was clinging to her breasts and pubic mound being stained with my semen was enough to make my penis hard for half a day.