Rohit clicked his tongue as he shut the door, glancing down at his still painfully hard erection with a sigh.
"Looks like you’re not getting any relief soon, huh?" he muttered.
Just then, his phone buzzed. Before he could pick it up, Lisa’s voice rang out, perfectly imitating Arya’s bossy tone:
[Arya’s urgent ssage: You have two minutes, kiddo. Bring your towel and make sure no one sees you.]
Rohit chuckled softly. "Heh... why am I not surprised?"
A dangerous smirk spread across his face.
"Well then..."
He stepped into the bathroom, took out the small bottle of his special growth oil, and applied a generous amount, stroking his thick cock slowly until every inch was coated.
"Ti to make you even greedier this morning," he murmured.
After wiping his hands, he wrapped a towel around his waist, slung a fresh set of clothes over his shoulder, and quietly made his way to Arya’s room.
Rohit entered the room and locked the door behind him with a soft click. He didn’t see Arya at first, until the sound of running water drew him toward the bathroom.
He moved closer and stopped at the open doorway, completely captivated.
Arya stood under the shower, her back facing him. Water cascaded down her smooth, toned body, tracing every curve. Her long, wet hair clung to her back as she ran her hands through it, the motion accentuating the graceful arch of her spine and the perfect swell of her hips.
Soap suds slid sensually over her skin, highlighting the fullness of her breasts from the side and the firm, rounded shape of her ass. She looked breathtakingly beautiful and utterly irresistible.
The sight was so overwhelming that Rohit’s cock instantly hardened fully, standing straight up. His towel slipped from his waist and fell to the floor.
Arya paused, clearly sensing his presence. Without turning around, she spoke in a sharp yet teasing tone.
"You’re late." She slowly ran her hands over her soapy body.
" But your big sis is feeling quite generous today. So co here and bathe with . Consider yourself lucky — this is a one-in-a-millennium chance."
Rohit smirked as he stepped inside, hanging his towel and clothes on the hook. He unwrapped the bandage from his left hand, revealing the almost healed scars, then moved behind her under the cold spray.
The sight of her from behind was breathtaking. Water droplets traced the elegant curve of her lower back, flowing over her narrow waist and the full, peachy swell of her ass, making her look both elegant and dangerously seductive.
Rohit leaned in close, his breath brushing her ear. "Want to help you apply soap from behind?" he murmured, voice low and suggestive. "I promise I’ll be very... thorough."
Arya huffed, though the tips of her ears turned slightly pink. She folded her arms beneath her chest, unintentionally pushing her breasts up.
"...Be fast," she muttered. "I don’t have all day."
Rohit’s smirk widened. He paused the shower, poured soap into his hands, and started applying it to her back. His fingers moved slowly and deliberately — tracing the curve of her spine and narrow waist, then moving lower. He cupped her plump ass cheeks with both hands, squeezing them firmly as he washed them, his fingers occasionally brushing dangerously close to her most sensitive areas.
Arya’s breathing grew heavier. When his fingers tried to explore further, she stopped him.
"Stop," she said, her voice slightly shaky. "You can... apply to the front."
Rohit didn’t need to see her face to know how embarrassed she was. He leaned closer, his lips brushing her ear.
"Then please raise your hands a little for ."
Arya shot him a brief, irritated side glance, but still complied, lifting her arms, holding her breasts.
He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her flush against his body. With his other hand, he gripped his thick cock and pressed it firmly between her slippery ass cheeks.
"Stay like this," he commanded, voice low. "It’ll be easier to apply the soap."
Arya said nothing. She simply bit her lip as she felt the heat of his hard cock grinding against her ass.
Rohit poured soap into his hands and reached around her body. His soapy fingers started at her lower stomach, tracing slow, teasing circles that made her flinch. Then he moved upward, gliding over her armpits before finally cupping her full, round breasts from behind, kneading them possessively.
Arya’s breathing grew heavier. Her heart pounded wildly as Rohit kneaded her soft, slippery tits, rolling her stiff nipples between his fingers. At the sa ti, he slowly ground his thick, veiny cock between her ass cheeks, letting the hard length rub teasingly against her.
He turned the shower back on. As the water rinsed the soap away, Rohit dropped the soap entirely and grabbed her breasts more possessively. He kissed her wet cheek, then whispered hotly against her ear,
"Goddamn... Sis, you have such an incredible body. Let kiss your cheeks."
Arya tried to push his face away, but her resistance was weak.
"Wait... hold on. Who said you could kiss ?" she protested, voice trembling. "What are you doing, you creep... move."
Rohit ignored her half-hearted complaint. He continued trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her wet neck and cheek, occasionally licking and sucking on her earlobe.
One hand stayed on her plump ass, squeezing and spreading her ass cheeks, while the other reached around to greedily grope her soft breast, pressing her stiff nipple between his fingers.
Then he dropped all pretenses, wrapping both arms tightly around her and pulling her flush against his body. His thick cock continued sliding slowly between her slippery ass cheeks, his heavy balls occasionally brushing against her soaked pussy.
He whispered huskily into her ear,
"Big sis.. want to feel the ultimate bliss without crossing the final line?" He pressed his cock firr between her thighs from behind. "Trust ... you’ll like it."
Arya turned her head slightly, breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed. "...What are you going to do?"
Rohit smirked and rubbed the swollen head of his cock up and down her slick folds, coating himself in her juices before sliding it between her soft thighs.
"I’m going to dry hump your ass while sliding my cock between these thighs," he whispered hotly against her ear, his voice thick with lust. "The friction is going to be mind-blowing. Squeeze them tight and treat my cock like your personal dildo. Think about it."
Arya bit her lip, clearly torn between pride and desire. After a few seconds of internal struggle, she muttered, "Fine... but no kissing. That’s my condition."
Rohit’s smirk widened. "As you wish, Big Sis."
He reached around and cupped both of her full, heavy breasts from behind, groaning at how incredibly soft and plush they felt in his hands.
The warm, slippery flesh spilled between his fingers as he kneaded them possessively. At the sa ti, he slid his thick shaft between her thighs, pressing it firmly against her soaked pussy.
The plumpness of her ass cheeks cushioned his cock perfectly with every slow thrust. The wet, slippery friction was heavenly.
He started moving, sliding his cock back and forth between her thighs while continuing to massage her breasts, occasionally pinching her hardened nipples.
Arya’s breathing grew heavier. She tried to stay composed, but soft whimpers kept escaping her lips.
Rohit leaned closer and whispered teasingly, "Can I go a little faster, Sis? I promise I’ll be gentle."
Arya huffed but nodded slightly. "Just... a bit."
The mont she gave permission, Rohit grabbed her hands and placed them on the shower wall for support.
Thap-Thap-Thap
He gripped her hips and started pumping harder, fucking her thighs with loud, wet slapping sounds. His cock repeatedly brushed against her clit with every thrust, making her legs tremble.
After a while, Arya looked back at him, flushed and frustrated.
"Why haven’t you cum yet?" she complained breathlessly. "How long are you going to take?"
Rohit slowed his movents, playing innocent as he looked at her with pleading eyes. "It’s not enough friction, Sis. My cock needs more stimulation." He leaned in and gently kissed the side of her neck. "Can I suck your tits while you stroke with your hand directly? It’ll be much faster that way... Please?"
Arya let out an exasperated huff. "I should have known you’d ask for that..." She paused, clearly embarrassed, then added with a shaky voice, "Fine... but you have to keep your fingers inside my pussy until I cum first."
Rohit’s eyes glead with satisfaction. "Deal."
He turned her slightly and took one of her full breasts into his mouth, sucking hungrily on her hardened nipple while sliding two fingers deep inside her soaked pussy. At the sa ti, he guided her hand to his throbbing cock.
Squelch... Squelch... Squelch...
Arya bit her lip and began stroking him firmly, her soft hand moving up and down his thick shaft as he continued thrusting his fingers into her.
The bathroom filled with the lewd sounds of wet skin, heavy breathing, and muffled moans.
Rohit alternated between sucking and gently biting her sensitive nipple, occasionally smothering his face between her soft, round breasts before pulling back with a wet plop, stretching her nipple and drawing out a helpless whimper from her lips.
"Co for , Rohit..." Arya gasped, her voice shaky and needy. "Don’t tease your Big Sis like this..."
Her strokes grew faster, as she leaned on wall with other hand for balance, her thighs squeezing tighter against his fingers as she chased her pleasure.
"Yes... ahh! Just a little more... I’m so close... ngh!" she moaned.
Her proud facade finally cracked completely — she trembled and moaned shalessly, no longer trying to hide how much she was enjoying it.
Rohit groaned deeply against her breast, completely lost in the overwhelming sensation — the incredible softness of her tits filling his mouth, the tight, wet heat of her pussy clenching rhythmically around his fingers, and her pale soft hand desperately stroking his throbbing cock.
He was already teetering on the edge, but sothing kept holding him back from release. It was all thanks to the special growth oil he had applied earlier.
Arya, however, was not so lucky. The combined effect of the oil from his cock and fingers had made her extrely sensitive. With Rohit’s relentless teasing and deep fingering, her thighs began to tremble violently. Her hips bucked wildly against his hand as a powerful orgasm ripped through her.
She wrapped her arms tightly around Rohit’s neck for support and squirted hard, her warm juices gushing over his fingers as her entire body shook uncontrollably.
Exhausted, Arya collapsed against Rohit’s shoulder, breathing hard and ragged. Yet her hand still held his throbbing cock firmly, refusing to let go.
Rohit let out a low, playful complaint, his voice thick with teasing. "Not fair, Big Sis... You ca way before . Is this how you reward for this once-in-a-millennium chance?"
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