Chapter 4: Caught
My gaze kept traveling upward even though I couldn't stop it.
From her firm, water-glistening thighs, my eyes slipped higher, straight to her narrow waist… and then I saw them.
Two massive mounds of flesh, heavy, round, and perfect. Her tits were something I had no right to look at, but there they were, full, firm, with that mouth-watering shape that made them sway slightly with every breath. Shower water ran between them in shiny streams, leaving wet trails across her milky white skin.
My heart flipped so hard I thought it was going to jump out of my chest.
'God… they're huge…'
They burned themselves into my mind in an instant. Round, heavy, with a softness you could sense even from where I stood. My eyes locked onto her nipples: swollen, lewd, a bright vibrant pink that stood out against her fair skin. They were hard from the temperature change, pointing slightly upward, perfect.
A wave of heat rose up my neck. My throat went dry.
'She's my sister… you can't be looking at her like this…'
But I couldn't look away. It was as if my entire body had frozen.
In one quick glance I tried to take her all in. Her body was beautiful, flexible, curvy. Wide hips that tapered into a wasp waist, long smooth legs, milky skin that shone with every drop falling from her violet hair. The water kept dripping, sliding over her shoulders, along the curve of her breasts, down her flat stomach, and disappearing between her thighs.
Her eyes were the same intense violet as her hair, large and expressive. Soft jaw, small straight nose, lips slightly parted in surprise that still hadn't fully hit. And that patch of lilac pubic hair, soft and thick, crowning her perfect flower…
I sighed.
A low, involuntary sigh that came from deep in my chest. The kind of sigh any man would let out when seeing something so beautiful.
That was when I knew who she was.
Lila.
My older sister.
After eleven years without seeing her, after so much time wondering how they had grown, there she was… completely naked in front of me. I tried to lower my gaze, tried to glue it to the floor, but it was impossible. Her milky, heavy breasts swayed with every small movement, hypnotic, weighty.
'This is wrong… so wrong…'
The thought hit me hard, but my body wouldn't obey. I felt a burning shame mixed with something I didn't want to name. Another sigh escaped my lips, louder this time.
Lila whipped her head around.
Her violet eyes widened like saucers when she saw me standing there in the hallway.
For a second there was only silence.
Then, panic.
"Who the hell are you?!" she screamed, trying to cover herself with her hands.
Her arms flew to her body, but it was a losing battle. Her small hands couldn't cover even half of those enormous breasts; they only managed to squeeze her nipples between her fingers, leaving the rest of the soft, heavy flesh exposed, trembling slightly from the rush. Her other hand shot down between her legs, but it didn't cover everything either: her fingers barely covered her lips, leaving the patch of lilac pubic hair visible, shiny and wet.
From pressing so hard, her face turned completely red.
"Who the fuck are you?" she repeated, furious, her voice shaking with anger and embarrassment. "You didn't knock! How did you get in?! Get out of my house right now!"
I took a step back, raising my hands in peace.
"Calm down… it's me," I said in the softest voice I could manage. "I'm not a stranger."
'Shit… I shouldn't have walked in like that. Now I look like a total pervert.'
She narrowed her eyes, still covering herself as best she could, breathing hard.
She looked me up and down, studying me. Recognition took a few seconds to arrive.
"Ethan…?" she asked, doubtful.
I nodded slowly.
"Yeah, Lila. It's me."
Her expression changed in an instant. The fury melted away and gave place to something completely different. Her eyes filled with tears.
Without another word, she dropped the hands covering her body and ran toward me.
Her voluptuous body crashed against mine in a desperate hug. Her heavy, warm breasts squashed against my chest, her still-damp skin soaking through the fabric of my t-shirt. I felt the weight, the softness, the heat. Her hard nipples brushed against my torso and a shiver ran through me.
Lila buried her face in my neck, sobbing.
"Ethan… it's really you… it's really you…"
Her arms wrapped around me tightly, as if she were afraid I would disappear again. I stood frozen, my heart racing at full speed, blushing to my ears, feeling every curve of her naked body pressed against mine.
The reunion I had dreamed of for eleven years… was happening exactly like this.
Lila rested her head on my neck, still trembling, and her hot tears wet my skin.
End of Chapter 4