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A sigh leaves your mouth as you walk down the street back home. You feel exhausted even though all you have been doing today is sitting in front of your books. Exams are no joke, and you feel more drained than you have ever been.
You could be like some of your classmates, slacking off and just doing the bare minimum to pass, but you don't want to. Not if you could have Cala looking at you happily at your graduation, probably boasting to others how smart you are. You want your Jiejie to be proud of you, complimenting you on how smart you are. The thought alone makes you grin and blush to yourself.
But even though Cala's potential proud gaze is like a beacon showing you the way, it doesn't mean that it is not an arduous road ahead.
Your sleep schedule has never been the best, but it certainly was better before all the added school stress came toppling down on you. Since you spend so much more time hunched over your books, you try to fit in some more leisure time into the day - which actually means just staying up late. Even if Cala tries her best to make you sleep more.
Both your grandma and lovely Jiejie are doing their best to support you and help out wherever they can. Be it by cooking for you, reminding you to hydrate or even helping out with topics you struggle with. A perk of being in a family of smart people.
Even with the tiredness and stress, you would say that, for the most part, everything is okay.
There is just one problem.
"Where have you been pipsqueak? You didn't respond to my messages. I got worried", Cala brings you into a hug as soon as you enter through the doorway.
"I didn't notice. Phone was on silent because I was at the library", you try to reason as your face is mushed into her chest.
You try your best to sound annoyed. Be it to make your sister back off or to gaslight yourself that you aren't enjoying being smothered by her tits. It is hard to convince yourself that you have no feelings for her when your heart keeps beating so quickly, especially when she is this close to you.
It is hard to pinpoint exactly when you realised your feelings for Cala. She has always been beautiful to you - both physically and personality wise. But somehow she managed to grow up to become the most wonderful woman you know. One which you would love to call yours.
It is a stupid, perhaps even disgusting thought and you try to distance yourself from it, to deny your feelings, but it is just so hard. You have been ignoring them for the sake of your relationship and yourself. But she just makes it so hard.
Ignoring the blush spreading across your cheeks, you notice the lack of bra on her. Without thinking, your grip tightens around her and she laughs amused
"You could have told me beforehand - but no worries, I put the food I made in the fridge. Let me heat it up for you", she cheerfully says as she finally, sadly, let's go of you.
Cala not wearing a bra around the house is nothing new. Whenever you enquire, she tells you that it is for comfort reasons. You understand and you feel like it would be weird to tell her to put one on in your presence. If she asked you why, you wouldn't know what excuse you could come up with other than the truth that you can't stop looking and daydreaming about them.
How are you not supposed to get distracted when you go about your day and all of a sudden you see her breast jiggle enticingly, her nipples poking through, just begging to be pinched and most importantly, put into your mouth.
You hate that about yourself - this undeniable want, the need. You feel like all of your problems you have would just disappear if you could get your hands on your lovely Jiejie and you hate it. Your adoration for your sister is fucked and so wrong, you are painstakingly aware of that and yet it is that taboo which makes it, in a messed-up way, all somehow even more enticing.
You follow your sister into the kitchen. As Cala starts taking out the pots of food to heat up, she enquires casually, almost too much so, but you can't really place your finger on why it feels off, as if there was an underlying question to her words, "Why did you go to the library?"
You fill yourself a cup of juice as you answer, "I heard online that studying in a library can be more effective because you are surrounded with less", you make a conscious effort not to look at Cala, "distractions."
"Oh? And did it work?"
"I guess? It was hard to find a place to sit at and I wasn't nearly as comfortable", you lightheartedly push Cala with your hip, "Besides, my favourite tutor was missing", you joke.
"If this is your way of asking for dessert - it is working", your Jiejie smiles at you preciously as always.
To think that that smile will be directed at someone else in the future sickens you. It breaks your heart and the fact that it does makes you feel disgusted with yourself.
As Cala hands you the plate, she reminds you, "Though next time, do make sure to tell me if you are going to come home late. I could have driven you back home."
"Yeah, yeah. You don't need to, it isn't that far anyway", you respond as you eat.
Cala sits down in front of you, folding her hands and leaning her chin on top of them, "It is no bother at all. Everything for my adorable Meimei."
Her smile is so sweet that it makes you look away. She says it so earnestly that you almost want to believe her - a dangerous thing to do. Everything is a lot of things to be allowed to do. Some which would make her despise you, no doubt, if not worse.
You try to get your mind out of the gutter, talking to Cala about your uneventful day helps.
You wish you could have more time to do more than to sit in your room and study and sometimes just rot on your phone because it is both too late to do something proper and you are too exhausted.
To be honest, you mostly just miss hanging out with your sister. On one hand, you would love to have more time to spend with your sister, but on the other, you are glad for the distance. You had a hard time doing so before finals came around, but now you have a proper reason to. It doesn't mean that you are happier because of it.
You are just so stressed and exhausted.
After finishing up your food, you put the cutlery into the dishwasher.
"I am going to go study some more", you inform your sister, the tiredness audible.
Before you can leave the kitchen, Cala catches your arm in her hand and you look back at her questioningly.
"I know that finals can be tough and such, but don't you think that you are overdoing it a bit? You know that you need breaks too", she says concerned.
"I know- It's just", you honestly feel all the stressful nights, lack of sleep and the constant studying, but not fearing that it is not going to be enough, just crushing you all at once.
You can't stop the tears welling up.
Gently, Cala pulls you in for a hug, whispers your name softly. The warmth is so comforting and her soothing voice fills your ears, it makes you visibly relax. You bury yourself further into her chest, as if you could hide from the world, taking in a deep breath as you do so. You aren't sure how your Jiejie always manages to smell this delectable. The scent of safety - of home.
You lick your lips, your mouth salivating at the thought of burying yourself further into her, to feel her skin against your cheeks, feel her skin against your mouth. It doesn't feel urgent, not filled with some urging heat for pleasure, more so a soft and slow desire to appreciate and self-soothe.
Cala's strong and steady heartbeat grounds you.
As much as you hate whenever she teases you about still being a kid, you feel almost childlike comfort in her arms.
It's not like you don't want to ravish her, make her let you see stars and just fuck and let yourself be fucked by her until the next morning, but right now you feel this almost innocent need for skin-to-skin contact. This longing for intimate comfort - the reassurance that she is there, her warmth surrounding you.
Cala holds you in place with one hand around your waist while the other pats your head. You adjust your arms around her, managing to accidentally pull up her shirt a bit, one of your hands now resting on top of her smooth skin.
Even though you try your best thinking about your sister consoling you, looking out for your well-being, all you end up focusing on is that point of contact with her. That seemingly scolding skin under your palm which you can't help but not let go.
With Cala not flinching away or moving your hand away, you keep it there, even absentmindedly running your fingers in circles around her lower back.
The hitch in your Jiejie's breath is probably just a figment of your imagination.
Even though you should probably stop yourself, you don't and it doesn't seem like Cala is going to do anything to stop you either.
You miss your sister - miss being close to her like that.
Could you ever do something to jeopardise it?
You bite your lip as you turn your head to the side, being faced with Cala's breast. It is not your fault that it is right there in front of you. But you don't really do anything to escape the sight either, looking at the curvature, your mind wandering how easy it is to just stick out your tongue to trace it.
You swallow hardly.
"Do you like them?", Cala's voice almost makes you jump.
Still in her embrace, you look up to meet her amused gaze, you stop biting your lip. Caught you feel the redness spreading, making you feel even more guilty for some reason.
"What?", you say smartly, as always when embarrassed.
But she doesn't repeat herself, just looks at you with a loving smile as per usual. You feel uncertain if what you heard was just a figment of your imagination or if she genuinely asked.
"I mean- I guess? You are pretty and all?", you mutter bashfully, not even able to control the words that come out of your mouth.
"Naww, thank you", she tilts her head to the side a bit, her expression fond as she runs her hand over your hair.
"Is that why you always keep staring at them?", she asks, innocently almost, meanwhile your head is filled with alarm bells.
Have you been caught? Since when? What does she mean with always? Why can't you see any repulsion in her eyes?
You try with all your might to come up with something that would justify you looking at them. Is she perhaps just bluffing? Maybe just teasing you?
Like a snake, you feel her grasp not tighten but become more purposeful, as if she is holding you hostage. At least you can't help but feel that way.
You aren't scared, not of your Jiejie, never, but the prospect of losing her, of her becoming distant from you paralyses you like venom.
"Is it because you are jealous of them?", there is a certain amusement in her voice, as if she is already two steps ahead of you.
Her face suddenly inches closer to your ear, her sultry voice tickling your face, "Or is it something else Meimei?"
Your breath catches in your throat and you feel screwed, utterly screwed with no way to escape this situation. It's like you have been doing something highly illegal all this time.
Is lusting after your sister illegal?
Your mind tries to scrap together something in a last-ditch effort to save face, but suddenly your mind is as blank as paper. You feel like a helpless kid when tears start dropping down your cheek.
You don't want her to avoid you, be disgusted by you, to hate you.
Cala pulls back and that act alone makes your heart break, makes you want to tighten your grip on her as a last-ditch effort to keep her by your side, but you don't, already accepting that this is what you deserve.
Instead of disgust, Cala's expression is one of upset, one of her hands meeting your cheek, her thumb wiping away a stray tear running down. She leans in and kisses the other cheek, which makes your eyes widen.
When she leans away, you notice a slight wetness on her lips - realising that she kissed the other tear away.
Without thinking about it, you lean against her hand. Being both distressed and comforted by her.
"I could never hate you", she reassures you.
You didn't even realise you had spoken your worries out loud.
She looks deeply into your eyes, repeating in a serious voice which just dares you to second guess her, "Never."
The word reverberates in your mind.
"Even when I am fucked in the head?", you can't help but ask, tears still streaming down your face.
She releases you from her grasp and you almost protest if it wasn't for the fact that she stays just as close to you as before, just with her arms around you gone.
Her gentle touch wraps around your hands at her back, signaling you to let her lead them, which you let happen - even with your heart basically beating out of your chest.
You expect a lot of things to happen, maybe putting your hands to the side, but Jiejie placing your palms on top of her chest is certainly not one of them.
Like a fish out of water you stare straight ahead at your palms pushing into the softness of her body, then you face back up to face her. As if you have been burned, you try to remove your palms but Cala's grip stays steady on yours, making you unable to remove your hands.
Unless you really tried, of course.
"It is okay", your sister says and you look back up to see her cheeks flushed now as well.
And all you can think of at that moment is not how fucked up it is, how repulsive you are, what wrongs you are committing, but instead you are just in awe at how adorable your Jiejie looks with her ears all red. And it is because of your touch.
You feel her heart match the speed of yours and it is honestly reassuring to feel just how much this is affecting her as well. It makes the moment feel more real.
"You can touch them if you want", Cala clearly tries to speak unaffected, but it clearly isn't working, judging by the slight wobble in her voice, revealing just how exhilarating it is for her as well.
You look at her until she meets your gaze. For a moment you are looking for something; disgust, disapproval, hatred, anything to indicate that she doesn't find this okay. But you find no indication of that, nothing else but expectations and even something hopeful.
You take a deep breath, facing her chest again. Hesitantly still, you give them a tentative squeeze. It's nothing much nor hard, but it makes your heart skip a beat out of your chest. It feels like heaven.
You have touched your own breasts plenty of times, even going as far as playing with them on a handful of occasions, just to know what it feels like - to imagine Cala's breasts better while you get off. But this is so much better than anything you have ever experienced.
Your tongue darts out to wet your lips as you slowly start to squeeze your sister's tits. For a moment you let your gaze drift up to your Jiejie's face as if to subconsciously make sure that she is fine. She smiles while looking down on your hands, kneading her body, still flushed.
It is enough for you to massage her breasts through her shirt more boldly. From the bottom, up and then back down again. They are so beautifully shaped and heavy, it makes your breath hitch.
With how much Cala trains, it is only natural for her breasts to be well-formed and perky like that. The muscles definitely add to their weight. Yet they are still squishy and soft to the touch.
"Do you want to suck on them Meimei?", she startles you. It is like an absentminded thought which managed to leave the confines of her mind.
You shake your head as if finally out of a trance only to realise just how much closer you have started to lean towards her chest. Without realising it, you have been inching closer and closer to them.
Somehow, you manage to turn even more red and can hear Cala's beautiful laugh surround you.
In a familiar fashion, her hand finds its way on top of your head again, smoothing down your hair, "It's okay."
Those words are so simple, yet so reassuring to you. It makes this fucked up situation seemingly alright and almost acceptable.
Cala's eyes are filled with a want and you can only relate to it.
Unspoken feelings make the air tense but each other's touch smoothes it away as if it is reassurance that you will deal with it later.
As desperately as you want to, you are too much of a chicken to actually voice your want, no, need. You have never really been all that good in stating what you desire, but Cala was always good at reading you.
Of course, she is. You basically grew up together.
She has been there for all the good and the bad. There were never any secrets between the two of you. Well maybe one. Though now you can't help but wonder if you would have been more forthcoming with your love for Jiejie that maybe you could have been together all this time.
Instead of pulling away, Cala hoists you up by the ass and you let out a squeal in surprise.
She laughs, "Cute."
You retaliate by biting her in the neck, nothing too forceful, but when Cala sets you down on the counter, looking down at you with a certain darkness in her eyes, you don't feel as bold anymore.
"I don't think you want to start something you can't finish."
Even though her threat does intimidate you, you feel your hole clench at those words regardless. It is moments like these which make you remember that she is studying to become a soldier of the fleet and you can't help but not mind it.
The air of dominance dissipates and the more bashful tone returns when Cala takes a step back to, finally, remove her shirt.
You are not sure which god to thank really, for the sight in front of you is mouthwatering. Her tempting breasts jiggling downwards after being caught in the fabric while she was pulling it over her head.
This certainly isn't the first female chest you have seen. Your friends have changed clothes with you before, you have seen them in porn videos, but you are certain that the one in front of you is the most gorgeous of them all.
But then again, you are incredibly biased.
Like a person starving your hand reaches for them and you can't find it in yourself to be ashamed, because slowly you are starting to understand that this isn't just something that you want on your own. Cala's breath shivers now that she is exposed in the kitchen in front of her Meimei.
You aren't sure how you would feel if the roles were reversed, but right now it doesn't matter.
Cala returns between your legs, her pink perked up nipples begging to be sucked on.
And who are you to deny?
Encouragingly she leads your head towards her with a hand in your hair. You hold both tits steady on the bottom as you lead the right one to your mouth. You can feel the shudder when your hot breath meets Cala's skin. With a slight moan of delight you finally put your mouth against her breast. You are so happy that you could honestly cry again but you don't want Cala to get concerned and stop you from continuing. So you just celebrate by slightly sucking.
Cala is a talktive person or at least make a noise, be it a exasperated sigh, an annoyed groan, a happy cheer - she has always been quite vocal. And you are delighted that it also transfers to this moment as well.
The slight moan coming from her makes you open your eyes in surprise. You didn't think that your Jiejie could get any more erotic than she already is, but seeing her blushing, with a hand covering her mouth - probably to stifle more of her moans - eyes struggling to stay open to look at you.
When your eyes meet she averts her gaze as if ashamed.
"I am sorry-", she slightly raises her hand off her mouth to apologise, but you stop your assault on her tits in favour of catching her hand in yours, pulling it farther away from her face.
"The only thing you should be sorry for is you stifling your noises", when you let go of her hand she hesitates but does end up putting the hand aside for now.
You give her a small smile of approval as you reach back to those tantalising breasts in front of your face.
She keeps on moaning. The moans aren't loud or exaggerated like in porn - more on the quiet and reserved side, tentative, just like your mouth against her. It's as if she is trying to moan out in pleasure for the first time. Deep down you hope that you are the only one who has gotten the privilege to hearing that sound. But you won't let this moment be ruined by the thought of some other potential suitors you might know or don't know about. Right now all that matters is Jiejie's breast in your mouth.
You can feel the tension leave your body as you start sucking more intently. Even though you never want to be babied by your sister, the child-like act of sucking on her tit, her hand stroking your head gently as you do so, makes you feel oddly at ease. As if there is nothing to worry about. Even though you never really saw Cala as a mother figure, because of the lack of one in your life, you feel secure with this maternal display of affection and are more than fine with it.
All the stress from school and tiredness leaves you as you suckle in a constant rhythm.
"You are doing so good Meimei", Cala praises and it makes you feel warm inside and your heart flutter.
It is normal to enjoy praise, but when it comes to praise from your Jiejie then you feel like you are on cloud nine. It always manages to make you feel lovely and seen.
After all, it is one of the main reasons why you are studying so hard in the first place. To make Jiejie proud of you, to make her beam with pride.
The thought of being praised more by Jiejie makes you even more eager to please as you squeeze her left breast with your hand in the same rhythm as you are sucking.
Cala leans her chest closer to you.
As you grow more comfortable, finally accepting the fact that this is where you belong, you let your tongue graze over her nipple. It feels hard and hot against your tongue. The noise which it elicits from your sister makes you never want to stop. With your tongue you map out each detail and commit it to mind.
"Mmm~ just like that", Cala's words are like sweet nectar to your ears.
It makes you want to suck harder, more.
Not like you need the encouragement - seeing as this is like a dream come true for you, but it is certainly nice to hear her voice so weak and desperate like that. And the fact that you are the reason for it makes it even better.
But being the cause alone won't do, you decide. You want to leave a mark on her, to know that you were here. Even if it is just to selfishly remind her who she belongs to. Maybe if she is generous she will let you redo the marks. But there is no use in thinking about the future when the present is just amazing.
With a pop, your mouth lets go of the boob as you pick somewhere else to suck against it. Like a leach you suck onto a part of skin, making it red and purple under your attention. With the help of her noises, you manage to understand just which parts make her moan the most and how hard. Apparently Jiejie has quite the pain resistance, or maybe she just doesn't want to get you off her tits.
As you tongue over the bite marks you leave behind, especially over the abused nub, you can't help but wish for milk to just come streaming out.
There is something in you which wishes for Cala to start lactating - if she was able to you would not let go of her plump chest until every last drop was squeezed out of them. You bet her milk would taste delectable.
Even though you know it isn't possible for your Jiejie to start producing milk just because you are stimulating her breasts, it still makes you lick and suck away at her tit with more vigour, as if you could just make mother nature change her mind, make an exception just this time because of how much you are trying.
Cala's hand suddenly stops stroking your hair and instead her fingers intertwine with your hair, gently but firmly pulling her away from her breast. It isn't forceful, not enough to stop your suction, but enough to send a message that the fun is over.
The thought alone makes your stomach drop. You should be grateful that you could indulge your fantasies like that for as long as you did, but you can't help but feel greedy.
Cala has always had the knack of spoiling you.
You want to keep getting lost in the sensation of your Jiejie's hot skin, her soft flesh in your mouth and under your hand. It feels like you are forced back to reality, back to studying, back to just being sisters.
Sisters that just did something fucked up.
But you relent, because you respect Cala and would never want to go against her wishes or worse, hurt her. Were you maybe too forceful after all?
You release the boob from the cage that is your mouth, feeling drunk on skin already.
You didn't really realise that your mouth was slowly going numb because of all the sucking, making your lips tingle now that they have been given a moment to rest.
You dare to look at the masterpiece you left behind. Beautiful hickeys, bite marks and the cherry on top, which is the red and stiff nipple you left behind. You marked your Jiejie up like that and no one can take that away from you - not even her. It will take at least a couple of days at the very least for them to disappear and even if it is just for that short amount of time, at least then you can pretend that she is yours, properly.
It is hard to choose which sight you like more - Cala's breasts or her expression right now. When you look up to her with lidded eyes, you are met with a heavenly sight of her flushing deep red, from ear to cheeks, no doubt the blush extending down her back as well. Her smile looks drunken, probably not much different from yours. It looks like she is close to ecstasy.
Her gaze oozes fondness and love, a certain pride as well.
You look at her expectantly when the grip doesn't loosen up on your hair. Both of you take the moment to catch your breaths. It's not like the activity is strenuous, but the excitement that comes with it, the racing heart, makes it hard to stay composed.
"What's wrong?", she eventually asks, moving her hand from your hair to your cheek and you don't even have to think to lean into the warmth of her palm. The mood turns somber - the lack of shirt and even the bruises littering her chest don't even seem bizarre, as if both of you have already gotten used to this state of being with each other.
You breath out easier, realising that this isn't her urging you to stop.
"What do you mean?", you enquire as you absentmindedly run your thumb over her left nipple. It is so unmarked. It is like a before and after picture next to each other. You want to change that.
"You started frowning", she explains.
Your Jiejie is the only person who can stand between your legs, towering over you with her boobs you have been sucking on mere seconds ago and still look cute as all hell because of how concerned she looks. Even though you are blushing already, you can feel yourself grow more embarrassed at the realisation of the change of expressions.
You look away, "No reason."
Cala's hand gently guides you towards her face, "No lying."
She may be able to pull your face towards her, but she can't force your eyes to cooperate, so you avoid her gaze still.
With amusement, she states, "Fine then, no more playing with my tits."
You whip your eyes back at her as you, almost offended, counter, "No, don't say that."
Cala laughs, her boobs jiggling slightly, as she leans in to give you a chaste kiss on your lips.
It ends before you even get time to register it happening. Her face is right in front of yours with that familiar smug expression which always drives you crazy and leaves you sexually frustrated.
Can your sister be less hot so you can actually be pissed off at her?
Wide-eyed, you look at her.
Did she really just kiss you on the mouth? Can this day get any better?
You lean in quickly to steal a kiss back, but Jiejie always had faster reflexes, so she manages to lean back, avoiding you successfully.
"What is it going to be?"
You hate that she stays smug, as if she knows that you can't resist her anymore. You never could, but she doesn't have to know that. But with how much you have been sucking on her tit like a starving baby, you shouldn't be that surprised by her confidence.
It is incredibly hot but also horribly annoying.
As much as you would like to call her out on her bluff, you also know that she isn't lying. Cala has often kept her threats whenever she dishes them out, even if she claims to love you, at least in a familiar way.
"I-", you start, trying to think of a way to word it without sounding weird, but you have been appreciating Jiejie's chest with your mouth and hands, so you doubt that it could possibly get any more strange anyway.
You sigh exasperated, "I was just thinking how it would be if... You know", you get quieter as if it would help with the embarrassment, "Milk came out."
All you can hear is your Jiejie's fond laughter, pressing you back into her chest into a hug and honestly, you find it hard to be mad at her.
That is the moment you become acutely aware of the fact that you are still in the kitchen. Well, being in the kitchen doesn't really change anything because grandma isn't here - but what does, is the windows which face the road and the entryway.
If anyone were to look inside, they would be clearly able to see you and most importantly, Cala without a shirt on. Worst of all, grandma could have returned home at any second and catch you.
You stammer out, "The window - what if grandma comes back?"
She releases you and bends down to get her shirt. You curse yourself internally, but also you would rather be deprived of her breasts than risk your sister's dignity like that. And especially avoid having to explain the situation to your grandma.
But instead of putting on the shirt, she surprises you yet again and hands it to you. Confused, you take it and she closes in on you and runs her hands down your back, making you shiver, until she finally arrives at your ass.
You yelp as you are suddenly pushed into her and lifted up, instinctively putting your hands around your shoulders. You flush as you feel Cala's chest press against you. Even though you have gotten well acquainted with them already, the close contact makes you feel bashful still. You hide your face into her nape.
Feeling a bit bratish, you start open-mouth kissing the skin at your disposal. You feel Cala tense under you, probably caught off guard. You smile as you keep at it, happy to show that she isn't the only one with some cards up her sleeve.
"Someone is eager to get back to work", she teases with a shaky breath as she leans her head more to the side, making sure to give you more space to work with, "Don't get tired out yet, there is still another breast left for you."
"Get tired? Of you?", you laugh breathlessly, "As if that could be possible."
For a second she stands, her eyes looking at you like she is trying to crack a code, yet filled with awe and desire. And honestly, she looks so kissable right now.
The grip on your ass tightens suddenly as she keeps walking. You are unsure if it was on purpose or not. But does it really matter if you are moaning into her ear because of it?
It is your first time someone touching you like that - you are glad it is your Jiejie.
You basically preen at the realisation.
Cala sits down at the end of your bed, just to make it easier to let herself back down slowly with you still in her arms. You lay on top of her. Only when you raise your face from your Jiejie's neck do you realise just how close you are.
If you move, your lips will meet.
Those tempting, plump lips of hers.
Cala couldn't possibly comprehend just how difficult it is sometimes to not just let your eyes drift towards them, to let your mind wander about how soft they would be against yours, how nicely they would probably slot together. The thought of your first kiss being taken by none other than her makes you excited enough to not want to try it with anyone else.
As much as you keep complaining about Cala, most often than not, calling the shots, always at the pretence of being the older one, but in reality you don't mind being strung along, being told what to do. There is an undeniable comfort in knowing that you aren't going through the world blind, that there is someone there to hold your hand and lead you. It feels like a safety net.
There always has been someone there for you to help you out and comfort you if necessary. And that someone is Cala. By now you can't even imagine a world where that isn't the case. You wouldn't want it to change.
The world is a chaotic place and you feel like your Jiejie gives you stability and security in knowing that she will always look out for you, that she will handle things when they get too much for you.
Apparently going as far as letting you suck her tits raw.
Not like you are complaining about it.
Sucking on her breasts doesn't solely feel just sexual or sensual, although it certainly is part of it, but it somehow soothes you as well. To be close to her, literally inches away from her comforting steady heartbeat. You can only imagine what a motherly bond would feel like, but you feel like this is the closest you might get. Warm, comforting, familiar.
It is more than just pleasure to you, it is about the connection to your Jiejie which makes this special to you. If you wanted to suck on some tits, then you could have sought some out. It isn't that difficult to find someone willing to hook up.
But you were never interested in that.
Why would you if you got Cala, who always got your back?
Your heart feels like it might jump right out of your chest as you slowly close the gap between Cala and you.
She doesn't tense up nor does she act surprised, as if she has already figured out that it would happen eventually and is just giving you time to come to terms with your wants. Reassuringly, you can feel her hand find its place on your neck. It helps you stay grounded.
Perhaps you are a bit clueless at first when you start moving your lips against hers, but Cala makes sure to softly and slowly ease you into the back and forth dance. You follow her lead, the diligent student you are, as she slowly separates just to capture your lips again.
You like to think that you grasp the gist of it fast enough. At least the slight tongue Cala adds not soon after is as good of an indication as any.
While her hands steady you, your hands can't stay still, finding their way to their now favourite place, her chest. One hand steadies you and the other plays with her agitated right nipple, not too hard but enough to elicit some appreciative sounds from under you.
You feel like you are in a trance, your mouth moving against Cala's like ebb and flow. It is magical, tender and slow, perfect almost. If not for the fact that you can hear the entrance to the house being opened.
Grandma is back home.
The jolt of fear which travels through you because of the sound makes you want to pull away. It's as if you have already been caught. But the grip on your neck tightens, not painfully, but like a plea to not let go of the moment, not yet.
Your lips tingle at the sudden pressure of her lips against yours. When you don't fight it she gives you a little peck as if to apologise until she lets you separate. The gentle gesture helps to ease the sudden panic.
Grandma hadn't seen you yet, she had just come home. You will hear her when she walks up the stairs where your room is located. There is nothing to worry about just yet.
It is hard not to just go back in for one more kiss, but when Cala smiles up to you fondly, giving you a nod, you don't even consider rejecting the invitation to travel lower. You don't waste time on any unnecessary fanfare going straight to her chest. This time making sure to this time mark up her other breast, while still playing with the right one with your hand.
"Meimei- If I had known that you were so eager-", Cala moans out breathy, quiet to not risk the other resident finding out.
She doesn't finish her sentence, either the pleasure being too much or the message already clear enough without having to waste more time on it. The insinuation of her words makes your head spin.
You want to command her to finish her sentence, to hear her say that she has been craving your touch, but your oral fixation is just too hard to resist right now. It just feels too good.
As you suck her breast, you let your tongue glide over it. The calming effect returns as you keep at it.
The fact that this is happening makes you glad, but you just can't help but be spoiled about it. How are you supposed to ever go back and live without your Jiejie's tits in your mouth? To say that you wouldn't want this to be a common occurrence would be a lie.
You would love for nothing more than to suck on her so much that her body gets confused and actually starts to produce milk. To suck so intensely that she won't be able to go without you playing with her chest, selfishly so.
The thought of her tits aching for your mouth makes you hum in delight, making Cala shiver at the vibration against her skin.
Even though you would rather have the world swallow you whole than grandma of all people finding out about you enjoying your time with Cala in a less orthodox way - the thought of Cala's breasts accidentally leaking milk and leaving wet spots on her shirt just because you didn't milk her dry - her having to explain to grandma what those suspicious sudden stains are, makes you go crazy. To witness your oh-so confident and capable Jiejie turn embarrassed and just a mess, trying to explain those curious wet stains on her shirt.
Teasingly, you bite down on her red nipple, rolling it from side to side a bit. Until suddenly your head is ripped back urgently.
You look up at her confused and notice her pained expression, biting her lip to conceal the yelp which threatened to leave her mouth. You realise that it is because you haven't let go of her nipple sooner, pulling on it forcefully by accident. One glance down is enough to see the red nipple slowly turning purple already, but how could you have possibly predicted that she would pull you back like that?
Before you can even apologise she whispers, "Grandma", and gives you a nod towards your desk. Without thinking, your body moves on your own, swiftly moving to the desk, opening a random book and turning on the desk lamp.
It doesn't take Cala long for her to put on her shirt and pull up another chair you keep in your room because of how often she helps you out with studying. Or at least that is the pretense you use to keep spending more time with her.
You suddenly become aware of the footsteps slowly inching in on your room. You aren't sure how you couldn't hear them before. Each step makes your heart race faster.
The door opens and you realise that all it would have taken is a second of hesitation and she would have spotted you. You shouldn't feel this exhilarated by the thought of it.
"Hello dearies, would you both like me to cook you something?", Josephine greets.
With a quiet voice you greet her back, not daring to turn around to face her. You really don't want her to question why your face is this flushed.
Almost as if this whole thing didn't have an effect on Cala, she turns and explains casually, "Don't worry, we already eaten not too long ago, so no need to cook. I can whip something up later though. Don't stress yourself too much grams."
Your eyes dart towards Cala and the wet spot on her shirt catches your attention. The realisation that it is your saliva makes you swallow but you find your mouth somehow dry as if all of your spit has already found its way onto your Jiejie's shirt.
You would despise being caught by grandma, or anyone else really, but the excitement that comes from it makes your skin tingle and without much thought, place your hand onto her thigh, squeezing it.
In the middle of Grandma's and Cala's talk, Cala suddenly freezes in the middle of her sentence, clearing her throat, trying to hide her surprise at your touch. Without looking down towards her thigh, she slides her hand on top of yours, giving you a slight squeeze back.
It's as if she is telling you that she is just as excited as you are.
You don't really pay attention to their exchange, far to occupied with the lingering sensation of your Jiejie's skin against your mouth, with her hand cupping yours, with the promise of continuation.
Like an impatient child, you use your unoccupied arm to lean onto your elbow on the table, bracing your head onto the hand. It might look like you are just focused on the text in front of you, but in reality you are just itching to get your mouth back onto Cala's breasts.
Mere moments after you hear the door closing, you find your way on top of Cala's lap, facing her. Your arms wrap around her neck and you look at her apologetically.
She looks at you surprised, mouth open, yet even caught off guard, her hands find their way onto your hips, steadying you.
You lean closer towards her, using one of your hands to gently cup the breast you had in your mouth not too long ago, running your thumb gently over the hurt stiff nub. Cala winces a bit as you whisper, "I am sorry."
Cala doesn't hesitate to close the gap between your lips, pressing your upper bodies closer together. You take what she gives gratefully.
"Ahhh~", you moan out quietly as she catches your lower lip in a playful tug which sends a shiver down your spine. A part of you wishes that she could have cut it, a reminder of this magical moment.
When she releases your lip she smiles at you with mirth in her eyes and you can't help but smile back. Her hand travels away from your hip and you watch as she takes her fingers and pinches her bruised nipple painfully. It is clear that she is struggling to keep her eyes open in pleasure and she bites her lips, though even then it can't stop the beautiful wincing noise from escaping her. As if involuntarily she bucks upwards into you.
"Please", you beg, entranced by the enchanting sight in front of you, "Please tell me that this wasn't just a one-off thing. I- I need this.", you use both your hands to cup her chest this time, squeezing gently this time, "I need you."
You try not to cringe at your voice becoming a bit wobbly at the end, but you can't stop all of your emotions from emerging. You have years of pent-up emotions which now seem to finally be allowed the light of day.
She doesn't answer, she doesn't really need to put her thoughts into words as she kisses a stray tear away from your cheek, smiling at you as if you just made all her worries disappear. Cala gets up from her seat, of course picking you up, shamelessly kneading your ass as she sits back down onto the bed, this time guiding your legs to face one side instead of being spread.
Her shirt is yet again removed and it is clear that she looks far more confident and less hesitant to display her exposed upper body to you. Now, in basically a cradle hold, she balances your head and you happily start sucking back on her right side again.
You don't care that your mouth feels tired, you just enjoy the warmth against your lips, the touch and Cala's breathing.
"You look so cute like that", Cala hums in delight, it is quiet, the tone intimate really, "sucking on my tits Meimei."
You want to tell her, more. To make her shower you with her praises. Your suction intensifies as if to tell her exactly that.
"How could I ever let this be a one-time thing, Meimei - when this is basically my dream come true", her fingers softly brush up your back soothingly. It is so calming to have her hold you this tightly and reassure you like this - it means so much more than she could possibly know.
All those guilty looks, the shame eating at your insides, all those unsavoury thoughts you had about her while you were hanging out, pretending like you didn't wish it to be a date, thinking of her while touching yourself. To have her reveal that you weren't the only one with thoughts like that makes you relieved. With minutes passing by, you lose yourself in her peaceful voice, her touch, her warmth and the sensation against your lips.
This is really nice.
It could have been a couple of minutes or possibly an hour when Cala finally gently shakes you out of your trance. Her face is flushed and you feel your lips being a wet mess. You are truly and deeply happy.
With a peck on the lips, she cautions, not to overdo it.
You love your sister and her protective nature, but right now you can't help but be annoyed at her attentive side.
With an uneven voice you ask, "Can we do this again?"
All the shame is gone now, replaced with longing and hope you were trying to be rid of for so long.
"I would love to do that and more with you", she smiles at you as she brushes away a piece of stray hair out of your face, "If you are willing, of course."
Your sister, always giving but never taking. You wish she would just take what she wants, but you also appreciate her asking nonetheless, even if you think the question is silly after all of this.
There is a lot you have to discuss regarding your relationship with each other, but somehow it doesn't seem such a daunting task while in Cala's embrace.
"Is that even a question?", you roll your eyes as you kiss her.