Naughty Hicran 02
Thanks for edit Kenji Sato.
I opened my eyes, as the summer breeze blowing from the open window of the room cooled my bare skin. It was noon. I felt tired and fragile as if a train had run over me. Everywhere I ached.
Last night my cousin, Salim had taken out his pain of the years of being a virgin on me-- with his huge penis. He was studying at university how could he have never slept with anyone until this age?
I was in no mood to get out of bed. While I was lying naked on my front the bed sheet had slid off and down to the edge of the bed. Where was Salim?
I slowly got out of bed and went to the sink. I was hungry. As I went downstairs I thought maybe Salim had the kindness to prepare breakfast. Without hope I walked towards the living room. He had prepared a very nice table in the garden. I could hear his voice coming from the kitchen. I approached the door as he was scrambling eggs on the counter. I said good morning and hugged him from behind. I held his penis inside his shorts.
"I've never heard such a beautiful good morning." he said.
I could feel his penis growing in my hand. "After breakfast champion." I said and went out to the garden.
After a nice breakfast together we talked about what we would do on our last day. Ten minutes later we went out to sunbathe by the pool. I took off my bikini top. I went towards his sun lounger and sat between his legs. He first caressed my back then my breasts and applied sunscreen to my waist and legs. Leaning on him I stayed like that for a while. While he was drinking beer with one hand his other was caressing my left breast.
His phone rang. It was my brother calling. Salim looked at me. When I gave my approval he picked up the phone and put it on speaker.
"Hello milk boy are you upset because I didn't come?" my brother said laughing.
"No dude I won't be offended. I'm enjoying the pool."
I sat up on the sun lounger. I untied the strings of his shorts revealing the monster. How did I really take this inside me yesterday? When I lowered my head and made a touch with my tongue he trembled. I started sucking his penis like I was licking ice cream. I put as much of it into my mouth as I could. Salim was moaning and caressing my back.
"Hello? What's going on? Are you okay? Can you hear me?"
"No no buddy I'm fine. I'm cold. See you in the evening."
He hung up the phone. I untied the strings of my bikini bottom and sat on his lap. I rubbed it a little and slowly took it all in. It hurt but the satisfaction was incredible. The pleasure I felt while moving up and down was interrupted by the crunch of the sunbed.
"Sister Hicran it won't carry the two of us let's go inside."
I got up from his lap. My vagina was throbbing for him. I was going to beg him to take me inside and fuck me. He held my hand and led me inside. As soon as I entered the room I stuck to his lips. His nails were digging into my hip. When our lips parted I got on the bed and bent over on all fours. I was impatiently waiting for my little lover to fuck me.
He entered me holding my hips. I accepted every inch of him with great pleasure. While my aunt's son was fucking me in a foreign house I was making the room moan. I couldn't stand the pleasure for long and after a while I was shaking and climaxed. He was still pounding hard.
"I am coming." When he screamed that I reluctantly took it out. After taking it into my mouth and licking it a little he ejaculated. Again there was a lot of cum. I swallowed most of it.
We took a shower together cleaned our rooms and left the house. Since he wanted to hold my hand we walked hand in hand like two lovers to the center of the island. As the ferry left the island on Sunday evening the seagulls were bidding us farewell. The whistle of the ferry seemed to announce the end of my short holiday. Real life was calling us.
There were not many people on the upper deck due to the wind. A couple was sitting next to each other like us and a man sitting alone. I took my hair flying in the wind out of my eyes and looked at my aunt's son who had lost his virginity this weekend. He was a decent person with good intentions. Even though I was a little older we could be lovers. I wouldn't mind I would continue the relationship. He looked at me and put his arm around my shoulder. In fact it was a message to the man sitting on the bench opposite us and eyeing me from time to time. The man got up and left.
"There is a man next to the woman. The bastard is still looking." he said angrily.
"Has your voice become masculine?"
"Really? Don't make fun of me." After saying that he caressed my leg and squeezed it.
Even if I had forty years to think of someone I would never have thought that I would sleep with my aunt's son who is younger than me. Maybe I was too hungry for sex I don't know. What I knew for sure was that I wanted to take a break from sex for a while. The Log had satisfied me enough.
I told him that everything we experienced would remain on the island and that we would continue to be cousins who got along well when we returned home and if he behaved we could fuck again. But if he wanted to fuck me again it would only be by my rules. Salim told me to trust him and swore that he would not tell anyone. I secretly wished that he would stay true to his vow so that I could be with him.
We returned to the neighborhood by taking two separate taxis. I hugged my mother and entered the house. Close to dinner I saw my brother and my lover through the window and waved. When I remembered that I had been moaning under him only a few hours ago a fever set in. I already felt like I missed his scent. What was happening to me? I must get these thoughts out of my head.
A week later on Friday after work I went shopping and on my way home I saw the magnificent trio in front of the apartment. Again they were idly sitting and chatting. Salim who saw the bags in my hands acted quickly and took the bags from me. My brother had not even disturbed his comfort. It felt strange to be next to each other in the elevator even to smell his scent.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine how are you?" When he answered he shook his head. He was tensing himself as if he was going to ask something.