The house was completely silent the moment the front door closed.
Mom and Dad had left early for the family function. They wouldn’t be back until the next morning. Twenty-four full hours. Just me and my younger sister, Maya.
She was still in her room when I walked past. The door was half open. She was lying on her bed in a thin white tank top and tiny pink shorts, scrolling on her phone. The tank top had ridden up a little, showing the soft skin of her stomach. Her long dark hair was spread across the pillow. She looked soft. Innocent. Completely unaware.
I stood there watching her for a long moment before I stepped inside.
She looked up, surprised. “What?”
I didn’t answer. I just closed the door behind me and locked it.
Her eyes widened a little. “Why did you lock it?”
I walked to the bed and sat down beside her. Close. Close enough that my thigh pressed against hers. She tried to shift away, but I put my hand on her waist and stopped her.
“You’re home alone with me all day,” I said quietly. “And I’ve been thinking about this for a long time.”
She frowned. “Thinking about what?”
I leaned in and kissed her.
She froze. Her lips were soft and warm. For two full seconds she didn’t move. Then she tried to pull back.
I held the back of her head and kissed her harder, forcing my tongue into her mouth. She made a small protesting sound against my lips. I kept kissing her until her resistance weakened and her mouth slowly opened for me.
When I finally pulled back, her cheeks were flushed and her breathing was uneven.
“What are you doing…?” she whispered.
I didn’t answer with words. I slid my hand under her tank top and cupped one of her soft tits. She gasped. Her breast filled my palm perfectly — warm, soft, the nipple already starting to harden against my fingers. I squeezed it firmly.
“Stop…” she said, but her voice was weak.
I pushed the tank top up over her tits and stared. Pale, round, perfect. Pink nipples tight from the cool air and my touching. I lowered my head and sucked one into my mouth, hard. She cried out and tried to push my head away, but I pinned her wrists above her head with one hand and kept sucking, biting gently, licking the stiff peak.
My other hand slid down into her pink shorts.
No panties.
My fingers found her completely smooth, soft pussy. She was already a little wet. I rubbed my middle finger between her lips, spreading the wetness, then pushed the tip inside her.
She was incredibly tight.
Maya’s whole body jerked. “It hurts— stop—”
I ignored her and pushed deeper, working my finger in and out of her virgin hole while I kept sucking her tits. She squirmed under me, breathing hard, eyes glassy. After a minute her hips started making tiny, unwilling movements against my hand.
I added a second finger.
She whimpered. Her pussy clenched around my fingers like it didn’t want to let them go. I curled them upward and rubbed the soft spot inside her while my thumb circled her clit. Her breathing turned into short, broken gasps.









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