He did not want to confess or believe all this happening with his shy younger sister. The drive back home was in complete silence. They both afraid of...breaking the spell, they were in. Soon as they entered their shared home, they kissed once again. A passionate kiss, a loving kiss, a zealous kiss, an absolutely flawless kiss. He held his beautiful sister in his arms and carried her to the master bedroom. The cradle of his arms was so perfect that they kissed again. They kissed and kissed all. Shweta too came and sat next to Rakesh and joined our conversation..I was describing about some comedy situations that happened in my office to which Shweta was laughing a lot and said “Oh Mohan..you are so funny…you have got a good sense of humour..you know the trick to make someone laugh”..to which Rakesh also added to it..”you don’t know Shweta..Mohan is a comedy fellow..he plays sweet tricks and makes everyone around him laugh..very funny guys..”..to which Shweta said..”I can see. As I do every morning I quietly slid out of bed, adjusted my little female boxers and tank top -pulling it back down over my flat stomach as it had ridden up over night- and wandered for the bathroom. As the steam from the shower fogged up the mirror I quietly stripped myself of my clothes, black and gold, silk and lace panties and slid into the shower. The hot water felt amazing on my frigid skin, making my nipples go hard. The stream of water hitting them continuously made my pussy throb just. I help my mom out with the plates and food to the dining room. And we sit for the meal and talk about our day. Being naked while eating was sometimes arousing with. I sometimes tease my dad with my boobs as well. Grabbing my big tits and bringing them closer to my mouth. Taking my tongue out slowly towards my nipples and stop about inches away. I lick the tip, then the areola, then suck my own nipple. It always makes him go nuts. Then I go into my room and start doing my homework. My parents.