Chapter 10

As Elizabeth returned home and opened the door, I stood behind her, looking at her slender white silk legs under her pleated skirt, and my heart was full of anticipation. After entering the door, I couldn’t wait to ask, “What are you going to do today?”

Elizabeth took the bag off her shoulder, put it on the coffee table, raised her hands, stretched, and asked, “What do you want to do?”

“Anyway, there’s no chance of getting on the bed directly.” I crossed my arms, paused, looked at the beautiful legs of the girl in milky white pantyhose, and laughed, “It’d better be something exciting.”

Elizabeth has so many ideas, she will definitely come up with an exciting one.

“Something exciting?” Elizabeth tilted her head, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, “Then let’s play role-playing.”

“Role playing?” I was stunned, and then I felt it was a little interesting. I smiled and asked, “Who should I play?”

Elizabeth said, “You play yourself.”

“What about you?”

“I play your sister, Barbara.”

“Ah? Who are you playing?”

“Barbara, your sister, Barbara.”

My heart skipped a beat when I heard that. I couldn’t describe the feeling. Then a trace of doubt arose in my heart. This girl not only knew that I had a younger sister, she even knew her name. It seemed that she knew our family very well.

Although I was skeptical, her idea was indeed exciting. If Barbara wore white pantyhose and stepped on my dick to give me a foot job, the scene would be so exciting! Just thinking about it made my scalp numb and my cheeks sore and hot that I couldn’t help but cover my face with my hands.

Elizabeth came closer, bent over, looked up, stared at me from below, clapped her hands and laughed, “You’re blushing!

When I mentioned your sister, you blushed. Are you excited?”

It would be a lie to say I wasn’t excited, but how could I admit such a thing to her?

I quietly calmed down, smiled and said to her: “I am very excited. If you pretend to be my sister, then I can beat my sister without any scruples.”

Elizabeth blinked and asked, “Do you have a grudge against your sister?”

“No grudge, she’s just too annoying. Sometimes I really want to pin her down on the bed and give her a good beating.”

Elizabeth shook her body slightly and smiled mysteriously: “Press him on the bed, just give him a beating? Don’t want to do anything else?

For example, take off her clothes...”

Following her guidance, I immediately had a picture of me pressing Barbara down on the bed and tearing her clothes to pieces as she cried and resisted.

“Well...”

I raised my hands to cover my face again. Elizabeth came closer and laughed, “You’re blushing again. Isn’t that exciting?”

I was led by her by the nose again, and I smiled helplessly: “You are awesome, I admire you. You don’t have to pretend to be my sister, you are my sister.”

Elizabeth came up to me with a smile, rested her head on my shoulder, and asked in a charming voice, “Brother, Barbara is yours to play with, you can play with her however you want, okay?”

Although the voice was different, the tone of her voice was actually quite similar to Barbara’s. My heart was pounding, and I pushed her away in panic, pretending to be stern and said, “Don’t joke around. You can’t make such jokes casually.

You’re pretending not to mean it, Barbara would never say those things.”

“How do you know? You’re not Barbara.” Elizabeth came closer again, hugged my arm tightly, and said coquettishly, “Actually, Barbara has always liked her brother. Barbara really likes her brother, really.”

These bewitching words were as if Barbara were really whispering in my ears. I felt my ears burning, my desire rising, and the cock between my legs gradually rising. I felt as if I was drunk, my body swaying, and I felt dizzy. For a moment, I couldn’t tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Seeing my dull eyes and no reaction, Elizabeth moved closer and asked softly, “Brother, do you want to sleep with Barbara?”

My mouth was dry and I opened it, but no words came out.

His handsome little face was almost next to my ear, blowing the sweet breeze, and he asked in a low voice: “Brother, do you want to fuck Barbara? Brother, tell me, do you want to fuck me or not?”

I felt my mouth opening uncontrollably, and when the word “want” was about to come out of my mouth, I pushed her away and shouted, “Stop it!”

Elizabeth staggered and fell to the ground, her face resting on her arms, without making a sound. I stood aside and watched for a moment. Seeing that she was motionless, I panicked and walked over to her, squatted beside her, and gently pushed her: “Hey, get up, stop pretending, I know you are pretending.”

She still didn’t react, so I simply grabbed her arm and pulled it up, shouting, “Stop pretending, get up!”

Elizabeth was pulled up by me, sitting on the ground, looking at me with horror, and said tremblingly: “Brother, what do you want to do? I am your biological sister, we really can’t do this.”

I knew she was pretending, but I still couldn’t help but feel pity for her. She was like a frightened little animal, staring at me pitifully with her big innocent eyes. Her panic-stricken look didn’t seem like she was pretending at all.

I hesitated for a moment before I realized that this was how role-playing was played. It was exciting, but wasn’t the sense of taboo a bit too strong?

Although he thought so in his heart, his hand held her wrist tightly and refused to let go. She cried out in pain, “Brother, you’re holding me so hard, please let go~!”

“You...” I still held her wrist, looking at her panic-stricken expression, and a trace of evil animal desire inexplicably rose in my heart.

“Brother, we really can’t do this.” Elizabeth began to twist her body, pretending to struggle violently, but she didn’t really use all her strength. After pretending for a while, she looked at me aggrievedly: “Brother, we are siblings, we really can’t do that. I ... I will help you, okay? As long as it’s not that, I can help you.”

“Huh?” I felt a little lost, but I couldn’t help but cooperate with her performance: “How ... how do you want to help me?”

Elizabeth bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, opened her big watery eyes, and asked timidly, “Can I ... use my hands?”

I knew she was acting, but I was still immersed in the emotion, as if the girl in front of me was really my sister. My heart started to beat wildly, my throat was dry, and I kept swallowing saliva. At the same time, the passionate memories in the cinema came back to my mind.

Seeing that I didn’t react, Elizabeth trembled as she stretched out her arm, put her hand on my crotch, unzipped my pants, looked up at me, bit her lip, and then reached in. Through my underwear, her tender white hand gently grabbed the already hard cock, moved her wrist, stroked it, and then reached in along the edge of my underwear.

The slender and tender little hand slid inward along my thigh until the palm lightly grasped my penis. My back was so refreshed that I let out a muffled groan and a drop of sticky juice squeezed out of my urethra.

Her slender white hands grasped the hard cock and began to stroke it up and down, but she seemed a little immature, and her face was red, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes were trembling, she looked shocked and shy, and she had lost her usual skill and boldness. In a trance, it really seemed like Barbara was masturbating me. Thinking of my sister, my cock became even harder, and I kept moaning in my throat.

Since the position was not very comfortable, I whispered, “Go inside to the bed.”

Elizabeth stood up with me, her little hand still tucked into my crotch, and we returned to the bedroom together, where we sat on the edge of the bed, continuing to rub and stroke gently.

While I was enjoying the pleasure brought by the soft little hands, I looked down at the white pantyhose under the pleated skirt. It seemed that Barbara had only worn white children’s pantyhose before junior high school, and she had never dressed like this again after entering middle school. I closed my eyes and couldn’t help but imagine Barbara in my mind. My right hand involuntarily pressed on the slender girl’s white silk legs, gently stroking them, and a slight rustling sound rang in my ears. My whole body was simply comfortable to the extreme.

I wiped down along the white silk legs until I reached the mysterious triangle between the girl’s legs. Elizabeth cried out softly and said anxiously, “No, it won’t work there.”

“Why not?” I closed my eyes, gasped, and asked even though I knew the answer.

“That ... that is...” She lowered her voice to the buzz of a mosquito and said shyly, “The place to pee.”

It was as if Elizabeth had half of me figured out. Her every move and every word aroused my sexual desire.

I knew she was deliberately acting to tease me, but I couldn’t help but cooperate and asked, “Why not? It’s just a touch, nothing else.”

“But ... Mom said that boys shouldn’t touch the place where you pee.”

“Brother is different from boys. I only touched Barbara’s thigh and didn’t touch other places.” As he said this, he stroked her inner thighs back and forth with his hands. The slender white thighs under the white stockings were soft and elastic, so soft that people couldn’t let go.

“Then ... you can only touch my thighs, you can’t ... oh, you ... you don’t keep your word.” Elizabeth opened her eyes wide and looked at me shyly.

While she was talking, I moved my hand up and covered her crotch with my entire palm. I felt warmth in my palm and could feel the bulge and tenderness of the girl’s mons pubis through her stockings and panties.

“Brother, take your hands away quickly. Don’t touch it. Don’t touch the place where I pee.” Elizabeth twisted her body anxiously.

I was completely into the role, my hands were constantly caressing her legs under her skirt, and I gasped, “Just touch it, Barbara, just let me touch it. You touched my pee place, it’s only fair for me to touch yours.”

“It’s not fair, it’s not fair! Brother doesn’t keep his word.” She sat on the bed, kicking her two white silk legs hanging on the bed, and her voice was filled with tears. Even so, her little hand was still in my crotch, holding the solid cock, stroking it up and down.

Although it felt great, I was no longer satisfied with it. I pulled her little hand out and pushed her down on the bed. Then I climbed over the bed, straddled her flat belly with my legs, and looked down at her.

Elizabeth lay on her back on the bed, her innocent and charming face full of fear, her eyes full of waves, her lips trembling slightly, and she asked timidly: “Brother, you ... what do you want to do?”

In a trance, I could no longer tell whether she was the quirky Elizabeth or the clever and lovely Barbara, and I could not help but kiss her softly. Our lips touched, sweet and cool, and the gentle touch brought a moan from the girl.

When their lips parted, I saw her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling, her breasts rising and falling slightly, and her pink tongue licked her cherry lips unconsciously, looking charming and innocent, all natural and beautiful.

Her eyes met with mys, we were both breathing heavily, and after a moment’s silence, I suddenly stepped back, stood by the bed, picked up her silky feet, and placed her plump soles directly on my face. I took a deep breath, and the faint fragrance was mixed with a hint of sourness, and a little bit of leather smell, which went straight into my spleen and lungs, particularly stimulating my sexual desire.

I had completely let go of myself, like a wild animal in heat, licking the soles of Elizabeth’s white silk feet with my tongue. Through the thin white stockings, the white and tender skin of the soles of her feet was vaguely visible. As I arched and licked, the girl’s body trembled slightly, her soles curled up hard, shaped like cat claws, the toes of her socks stretched out, almost transparent, her toes close together, slender and cute, and her nails, although not painted with oil, glowed fluorescently.

Looking over her toes, I saw Elizabeth with misty eyes, flushed cheeks, biting her fingers, looking at me timidly. That shy and pitiful little look was clearly Barbara.

When I thought of my sister, I became more and more manic. I loosened my hands, untied my belt, and took off my pants and underwear together. Then I grabbed her white silk feet again and put them together to form a fleshy and tender foot hole. I pushed the red and oily glans hard to squeeze the white silk foot hole. The cool white silk slid across the rod to the bottom of the rod, and I let out a long moan of pleasure.

Elizabeth screamed “Ah!”, sat up with her upper body, and reached out to push me.

“Brother, what are you doing? It’s disgusting.”

“Let me play for a while, it will be fine in just a moment.”

The hard cock thrusts in and out of the soft hole in the fleshy sole of the foot, and the white stockings rub against the red glans, making a rustling sound. Unlike the cotton socks last time, the little feet in white stockings are smoother and softer, and the soft soles of the feet merge together, just like a girl’s flesh hole, the cock shuttles in and out of it, and the pleasure comes in waves, which is indescribably comfortable.

“Brother, are you okay?”

“Right away, it will be ready soon.”

Pull out for a while.

“Brother, are you okay?” The girl’s voice became increasingly anxious and flustered, with a hint of crying in her voice.

“It’s almost there, it’s almost there, it will be ready soon.” That’s what I said, but I didn’t want to vent my anger in such a hurry.

Just as I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, I suddenly heard a slight sob. I looked up and saw Elizabeth’s little face turned to the side. She was biting her right index finger lightly, with tears in her eyes, her nose red, and her body trembling slightly.

Seeing this scene, I felt a little guilty and a little bit of pity in my heart, but then I thought about what she usually did. She must be acting, but her acting was a little too realistic.

My compassion faded away, replaced by a stronger animal desire. I pulled my penis out from between her white silk feet, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her up. She stood by the bed, tears in her eyes, looking at me timidly, a little confused, a little innocent. I reached out to take off her coat, and she struggled hard on one side of her shoulder.

“Brother, what are you doing?”

“Take off your clothes and let me see your little tits.”

Elizabeth crossed her arms, her eyes red, and said in resistance, “I don’t want it.”

I was completely into the role, like a weird uncle coercing a little girl, half coaxing and half threatening, “Good Barbara, let me take a look, just once, okay? If you don’t let me take a look, I’ll ... fuck you.”

Elizabeth lowered her head and sobbed, and hesitated for a long time without making any move. I reached out and stroked her hair twice, encouraging her: “Be good and take off your clothes by yourself. Otherwise, I will do it myself.”

Crystal tears slid down her flawless face. The girl was silent for a long time, then reluctantly and aggrievedly took off her pink top, then grabbed the edge of her T-shirt, slowly lifted it up, and finally took it off. She was not wearing a bra inside her clothes, but a cute white vest, which was bulged by her breasts.

Elizabeth did not continue, but hugged her hands to her chest again, tears in her eyes, sobbing shyly, her nose was already red, her playful twin ponytails were a little messy, and her aggrieved and pitiful appearance could arouse any man’s desire to conquer her.

“There is one more piece of clothing, take it off.” I pulled the strap of her vest as if in revenge, then pushed it back with force. She shuddered in pain, but still refused to continue.

I was getting impatient waiting, so I reached out and pulled the two straps of the small vest off her round shoulders, then removed her fair and tender hands from her chest. The small vest slid down half an inch because it had no suspenders, revealing half of her tender white breasts.

I became more and more excited. I reached out and grabbed the top of her vest. Under her pleading gaze, I pulled it down hard. Her breasts popped out and trembled. The girl shuddered as if she had received an electric shock. She instinctively wanted to cover her mouth with her hands. I shouted, “Don’t block it!”

Elizabeth’s hands froze in front of her chest. After a long time, she placed them under her chest, feeling shy and a little at a loss.

The girl has a slender waist, still with a childlike tenderness; her breasts are not particularly big, but very round, with a very good proportion, a small areola the size of a copper coin, and pink nipples as tender as cherry kernels. I never thought that she would have such a perfect pair of small breasts, fleshy, white and greasy, despite her young age and slender figure.

I stared at the girl’s chest for a moment, swallowed my saliva subconsciously, stretched out my trembling right hand, and gently pinched the pink nipple. Elizabeth didn’t dare to resist, sobbing, her body instinctively retreated, and her body trembled every time I pinched it.

“Brother ... don’t ... don’t do this, okay?” The sobbing had turned into crying. She looked so pitiful, helpless and lovable. Really ... I really didn’t know if she was pretending or not.

I ignored her and after playing with it for a while, I covered the girl’s right breast with my entire right hand. I felt the breast flesh was smooth, soft yet hard, like grabbing a freshly baked steamed bun. It felt slippery, elastic and soft. I pinched it gently and my fingertips sank into the soft and delicate breast flesh.

“Ah~! Wuuwuwu...”

Elizabeth started to cry loudly, and she tightly grasped my right hand, trying to pry it apart. How could I let her do that? I rubbed the girl’s breasts, and put my left hand on the top of her head, gently stroking it, giving her some encouragement.

After rubbing for a while, the girl’s nipples had quietly stood up and her entire breasts were a little red and swollen.

I put my hands on Elizabeth’s shoulders and pressed down hard. With her slight resistance, she knelt on her knees, raised her little face, and looked at me with tears in her eyes.

In a trance, I could no longer tell whether she was Elizabeth or Barbara. In any case, these two little girls were usually quite worrying, and now when they were kneeling in front of me, I felt a double pleasure in my heart.

I held my cock, which was about to burst, close to the girl’s lips. She tried to retreat back in resistance, but I grabbed her ponytails and pulled them back forcefully.

Elizabeth looked up with red eyes. Tears could be clearly seen rolling back and forth in her eye sockets. She sobbed and shouted, “Brother...”

My cock was pressed against the girl’s red lips, and the heat from her words made it tremble. I coaxed her again,” Barbara, suck it for a bit. Just for a bit.”

“Brother, don’t be like this, okay? Just now ... we clearly agreed on this.”

When soft tactics didn’t work, he started to use hard tactics, threatening her harshly: “Just now, I really can’t stand it anymore. If you don’t suck me, I’m going to fuck you.”

Elizabeth looked at me, sobbed for a while, opened her little mouth, and moved forward. As soon as her lips touched the glans, she immediately retracted them. After doing this several times, she turned her head to the side, covered her face and started crying.