It was just past one o'clock in the afternoon.
Lin Zhe drove back to the underground parking garage of his apartment building.
The wind was howling outside, but when he turned the key to open the door, a completely different kind of warmth immediately greeted him.
The taste of home.
warmth.
The scene in the living room was as usual.
The huge mahogany dining table was empty, and the television was on, its volume deliberately kept low, playing a variety show that was being rebroadcast in the afternoon.
On the sofa, mother Wang Xiulan and sister Lin Yue sat side by side.
Today, Wang Xiulan wore a light-colored turtleneck sweater that clung tightly to her voluptuous figure.
Her full breasts stretched the texture of her wool sweater so clearly that it rose and fell with her soft breaths.
Her lower body was covered by a pair of well-fitting black trousers, with her legs crossed. Her long and shapely legs looked so alluring even when she was dressed.
Perhaps it was indeed due to her age and the impact on her eyesight, but Wang Xiulan was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and her still charming phoenix eyes were focused intently on the television screen.
The older sister, Lin Yue, seemed much more relaxed.
She was wearing a pink, fluffy loungewear set. The oversized sweater concealed her impressive E-cup breasts, making her look like a lazy, large feline.
With her legs crossed, her plump, fleshy buttocks pressed a deep indentation into the soft sofa, her fair ankles exposed to the air, her toes round and cute, making one want to hold them and play with them.
Not far away, in the crib next to the sofa, his nephew Li Shiming was sleeping soundly, his little face rosy.
Su Yu and Lin Jianguo have not returned yet.
At this moment, the family consists only of Lin Zhe, his mother, and his sister Lin Yue.
"Mom, sister, I'm back."
At the entrance, Lin Zhe called out as he changed his shoes.
Wang Xiulan turned around at the sound of his voice, and when she saw it was her son, a gentle smile immediately appeared on her face, and her phoenix eyes curved into beautiful crescent moons.
"So early today? I thought you wouldn't be back until tonight~"
Lin Zhe took off his coat, which was soaked by the cold wind, and walked over with a smile, squeezing into the space between his mother and sister, wearing only a thin sweater.
"Hehe, I used a little trick today, and after I got it done, I quickly slipped back to eat some tangyuan (sweet rice balls)."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiulan immediately stood up:
"Then I'll go knead the dough now."
Lin Zhe nodded: "Yes, I want the red bean paste filling."
Wang Xiulan smiled indulgently and said, "Okay~"
After saying that, she strode towards the kitchen.
Lin Zhe's gaze was involuntarily drawn to her rounded buttocks, as if he had forgotten that there was another woman beside him.
Lin Yue turned her head, her eyes, which bore a striking resemblance to Wang Xiulan's, glancing sideways at him.
When she saw the lecherous smile on her younger brother's handsome face, she immediately knew what he was thinking.
Without thinking, she reached out and pinched a small piece of soft flesh on the inside of Lin Zhe's thigh, using about 30% of her strength to twist it sharply.
"Hiss~"
Lin Zhe gasped in pain, but dared not cry out because his mother was still nearby. He could only turn and glare at his sister, his eyes seeming to say:
"Ouch! Sis, what are you doing!"
Lin Yue, after being glared at fiercely by her younger brother, didn't escalate the situation. She released her grip, moved closer to Lin Zhe, and lightly tapped his nose with her slender index finger, silently warning him with her eyes:
"Xiao Zhe, I'm warning you, don't think about those things during the day again! Mom's still home. If word gets out, how will I face her!"
With his sister's expression a mix of reproach and allure, Lin Zhe saw her warning as anything but intimidating; instead, it seemed like a provocation.
A surge of desire welled up inside him.
He glanced furtively into the kitchen and, finding his mother gone, secretly reached out his left arm and pulled Lin Yue into a tight embrace, holding her close to him.
Her waist was very soft and fleshy, and felt wonderful to the touch.
"Sis, look how funny that person is..."
While using the images on the TV to cover his tracks, Lin Zhe had already begun to restlessly slip his right hand under the hem of his sister's loose sweater.
"ah..."
Lin Yue let out a short gasp, her body tensing like a bowstring.
Her younger brother's palm, still cool from coming back from outside, precisely covered her warm right breast through a layer of pure cotton bra designed specifically for nursing.
"Oh dear, it's so cold."
Lin Zhe was burning with desire and ignored everything else, deliberately pausing his hand on it to feel the fusion of ice and fire.
The feel of those enormous breasts was simply unparalleled. The breasts were so large that they couldn't be grasped in one hand, and they were so heavy that even through a layer of underwear, you could feel their amazing softness.
Lin Yue shivered from the coldness, but what followed was a tingling pleasure as his hands began to slowly knead and control her breasts.
After being thoroughly satisfied by her younger brother the previous night, Lin Yue's body was now in a sensitive period of craving more, and she couldn't resist Lin Zhe's teasing.
She felt a surge of heat rising in her lower abdomen, and a faint dampness seeping from her White Tiger Secret Cave.
The next instant, Lin Zhe seized the opportunity, bringing his lips close to his sister's small earlobe and gently breathing out a damp breath:
"Sis, your breasts are so hot... let me warm my hands."
Her younger brother's lewd request completely ignited Lin Yue's desire.
Today marks the fourth day, and she hasn't been intimate with her younger brother since then. Her body has long been craving it.
Lin Yue pursed her lips, as if making a final show of restraint, before tilting her head back slightly and resting it on Lin Zhe's shoulder.
She turned her head again, bringing her moist red lips close to Lin Zhe's ear, and responded with a trembling voice, like a moan of lust:
"Then...then be gentle...don't squeeze out any more milk, my...little brother husband~"
That last "little brother, husband" was uttered with a thousand turns and a seductive, alluring quality.
Lin Zhe felt a jolt in his heart, as if an electric current had instantly spread throughout his body.
The giant dragon between his legs stood erect!
"Okay~ my sister."
Lin Zhe, his face contorted with barely suppressed lust, retorted to his sister and tightened his grip on her waist even further.
And the large hand that was roaming inside her sweater began to knead even more brazenly.
After squeezing and kneading the large breasts under his palms for a while, Lin Zhe used his fingertips to precisely locate the erect nipple through the bra, and then gently flicked it.
"Um..."
Thanks to her brother's technique, Lin Yue let out a soft moan, her face already flushed with desire.
But because her mother, Wang Xiulan, was in the kitchen not far away, she couldn't completely let loose and had to bite her lower lip to swallow more of her voice.
And so, the two remained in an extremely ambiguous and strange position.
Lin Yue was almost entirely nestled in Lin Zhe's arms, her head resting affectionately on his shoulder, her long hair falling down and covering half of her flushed cheeks.
Lin Zhe's right hand was completely hidden under her oversized sweater, wantonly playing with his sister's E-cup breasts.
Even if something unexpected happened and Wang Xiulan suddenly appeared, she could only see the siblings snuggling together intimately, just like when they were children, without any hint of anything amiss.
Unless she removes the filter of kinship and looks at the siblings with prejudiced eyes.
Just as Lin Zhe's actions became increasingly bold, and his increasingly hot palm was about to slip inside the edge of the nursing bra and touch Lin Yue's soft flesh without any resistance, a voice came:
"Yueyue, come give me a hand, help me with..."
Suddenly, Wang Xiulan appeared at the kitchen doorway, wearing a floral apron and holding a soup ladle. She called out in a low voice.
But when she saw the scene on the living room sofa, the rest of her words suddenly caught in her throat.
In that instant, Lin Zhe's movements froze completely.
The wicked hand that was still lingering on the sister's breast immediately felt a sudden, rapid heartbeat.
Lin Yue was, after all, a weak woman, and not very brave. In the instant she was having an affair with her younger brother, her mother's shout startled her so much that she trembled. Her originally beautiful rosy cheeks turned deathly pale in an instant, and she didn't dare to breathe anymore.
Wang Xiulan stood there, her beautiful phoenix eyes quietly watching them.
The scene seemed to freeze.
An extremely subtle standoff.
Lin Zhe could see the fine down on his mother's turtleneck sweater and her slightly parted lips in surprise.
But he couldn't be sure if she also saw him clearly, that he was touching his sister's breasts.
Wang Xiulan's gaze swept over the two bodies pressed tightly together.
Indeed, the posture of these two siblings... is a bit too intimate.
Lin Zhe is already a man about to become a father, and Lin Yue is also a mother, yet they are still so inseparable like conjoined twins; it's really a bit unreasonable.
But as the saying goes, a mother always views her child through a thick filter.
Especially during this Spring Festival, after experiencing her husband's infidelity and the breakdown of her family, Wang Xiulan desperately needed this facade of "family harmony" to comfort herself.
Even though both children are in their twenties, in her eyes they still seem to be the same little boy and girl who used to play and fight all the time and were inseparable.
A crisis was averted, and within a few seconds, Wang Xiulan's gaze shifted from astonishment to helpless indulgence.
She smiled and shook her head, gently scolding him:
"One of them is a mother and the other is about to become a father, yet they still act like two little kids, what kind of behavior is that?"
Whew~
Hearing their mother say this, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Zhe reacted the fastest. Instead of letting go, he hugged his sister even tighter, a sunny smile that elders always love on his face, and said to Wang Xiulan:
"Mom, what are you saying? No matter how old we are, aren't we still your children? Aren't we still siblings? I just came back from outside and it's very cold, so I'm hugging my sister to warm up."
Wang Xiulan was quite pleased with these words, which were half true and half false.
In an instant, the smile on her face deepened, even the fine lines at the corners of her eyes smoothed out, and she waved her hand, saying:
"Alright, alright, stop being so talkative. Yueyue, remember to come help knead the dough later."
After saying that, Wang Xiulan turned around, swaying her round and plump hips, and walked back to the kitchen.
Soon the sound of running water from the faucet could be heard again.
Although the crisis had passed, Lin Yue was still shaken, her chest heaving violently.
Just as she was about to get up and escape her brother's embrace, Lin Zhe's large hand, which had been wrapped around her ample waist, held her tightly.
"Sis, don't rush..."
The fright just now did not calm Lin Zhe down. On the contrary, the thrill of almost being discovered while having an affair made his penis so hard it felt like it was about to explode.
"No! Xiao Zhe! Mom's in the kitchen..."
Glancing at the obviously bulging tent, Lin Yue felt a chill run through her. She was truly afraid. She then pushed her brother's chest, but her strength was too weak, and it looked more like flirting.
"sister..."
At this moment, Lin Zhe's penis was so hard it was painful, and he desperately needed an outlet to release his pent-up emotions.
He turned his head halfway through his sentence and glanced in the direction of the kitchen.
From this angle of the sofa, all you can see is Wang Xiulan's busy back moving in front of the sink, and she's turning on the tap, making a loud noise that completely drowns out the sounds in the living room.
Perhaps we should really give it a try?
With some wicked thought in mind, Lin Zhe leaned close to his sister Lin Yue's ear, opened his mouth, and gently licked her earlobe with the tip of his tongue, causing the latter to shudder.
"Sis, Mom's busy and won't be coming out again. Can you give me a few minutes... just a few minutes? I promise I'll be done."
Caught off guard, Lin Yue felt weak all over when he suddenly licked her, and subconsciously took his words to heart.
Until she hesitated and turned around, glancing at the kitchen as well.
The scene before them was indeed as Lin Zhe had said; her mother was unlikely to come out again for the time being.
Lin Yue finally gave up the idea of running away, and said in a low, barely audible voice with her head down:
"Then... then what do you want to do?"
Lin Zhe smiled.
He immediately leaned even closer and uttered two words:
"Use your mouth."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yue's face, which had just turned pale, instantly flushed red again.
In the living room?
Mother is in the kitchen not far away? That's too...
"you..."
She wanted to refuse, because her experience had taught her that her brother's stamina was amazing, and her own oral skills were really mediocre. What if she exceeded the time limit and got caught...
Lin Yue dared not think any further, and only asked her younger brother uncertainly:
"...Are you sure?"
Lin Zhe nodded heavily.
He knew that as long as he didn't deliberately hold back, he would ejaculate very quickly, especially in this extremely stimulating environment, with his sister's mouth serving him, he would definitely finish in just a few minutes.
"You'd better hurry, or else..."
Lin Zhe couldn't wait any longer before Lin Yue finished speaking.
He didn't take off his pants, but quickly unzipped his dress pants.
After a soft "sizzle" sound, Lin Zhe reached into his underwear and pulled out his erect penis.
The massive, purplish-red object with bulging veins throbbed excitedly upon contact with the air.
The thick, long shaft emitted wisps of heat from the heater, the glans at the tip was full and menacing, and a trace of clear, sticky fluid had already seeped out from the urethral opening.
A strong, pungent odor, typical of adult men, instantly filled the space between the two.
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