The Excursion - eight

NOTE: there has been some confusion on my part in the publication of the last two chapters, so I ask my assiduous readers to disregard them.
Later that afternoon, Gisele met Selma at the mall by chance, and Selma insisted on stopping and talking to her "sister-in-law".
- and hey, Gi... we didn't even have time to talk...
"Hello, Selma, how are you?" replied the pretty girl, reluctantly.
- because it's... all that trouble on the excursion... ah, Betinho told me how you spent your time there.. etc.
Gisele blushed, became speechless, and Beto would not have had the courage to tell what the two of you did on the farm.
- What did she say?
- Ah, he told what you two did all the time that you did alone waiting for us...
- No, that's not exactly what he...
- Hey, Gi!!! what's up with you guys playing checkers all the time?
Gisele was relieved.
- It's just that... it's just that I didn't get a...
- because you have a gentleman brother... he said you won all...
Well, Selma, I'll see you around.
- Look, if you find Beto, tell him I sent you a kiss...
- Okay, I'll tell you what.
Giele walked away with his heart still beating.
Later, in her room, Gisele talks to her boyfriend on the phone.
- Hi, honey... I know you're missing me, too. I'll see you tonight, okay?
- What ?
- hmmm... I'm also... rsrrr.... look that someone can hear you...
- What ?
- I'm also in my room... alone... no, now it's not possible... the night we talk... kisses... bye...
He thought of his encounter with Selma and smiled at the shock he had taken.
"She has no idea what Beto is going to do to her"... she thought. "Have you ever wondered if she knew what I did to Beto at the farm? rsrsrs... that I got naked for him?.. I don't want to think"... She looks at her watch. "Hmm.. mom and dad have gone already.. is he in the room?" she asks herself. She goes out to her brother's room.
Beto was at that moment with a mind populated with beautiful images. Scenes that do not leave his head, nor did he understand why. Images of a beautiful, smiling face, bright eyes, tempting lips... half-large but firm, perfect breasts... the pale, smooth skin on that body of dangerous curves... thick, white thighs, which joined in that triangle covered with half-red, sparse hair... "Gosh, she's my sister... I have to stop thinking of her that way"... - thought the boy. "But she didn't even bother to stay by me... it means that she has no malice... " Not even when she turns his hard member? Is that what happened in the head of his beautiful sister?
Gisele in front of the door of Beto's room.
He pushes the door and comes in. Beto is sitting on the bed, and he's happy when he sees his sister coming in. She's wearing a blouse and a mini-jeans skirt.
- and hey, dude, she says. - All right?
- Hey, sis... are the old folks gone yet?
- Yes... they just left... and there...?
- I thought you weren't coming...
- and let that beast of Selma get you?
- That's good, says the boy, looking up at her.
She leans against the door, looking at him, contemptuously, but as if studying his brother's gestures.
"What do you think?" he says, giving her a long look.
- Well... did you manage to... um... screw her?
- Well, no, it was a close one.
- Well... I don't know where you failed... bro, I think you're gonna have to do a... reconstruction... but I can point out where you need to... let's just say, improve...
- It's all right.
- There's just one thing... I don't want to pass myself off as Selma... I'm so mad at her... grrr...
That's fine. For me, it's better to have a miss than a simple girl.
- Hmm, is that a compliment?
He stood still.
- Go, Beto, you can start.
He's kind of out of action.
- Then when we met, we were at her house, in her room... and...
She laughs at his performance, he walks up to her, she's got her hands loose, her legs flailing, dismissive.
I kissed her, says Beto.
You don't have to tell me what you did to her. Just do it, all right?
- better... and so on.
And Beto, then, took her in his arms and kissed her, impetuously. Gisele opened her eyes, caught by surprise, but soon took part in that kiss, embracing her brother.
She felt the boy's hands stroll along her naked waist, gently. "Hmm... he knows how to do things"... she thought. At this, she opens her mouth even more, allowing their tongues to touch. She can't help but feel shivers running through her whole body.
So she comes out of it.
- Wow... you're... you're great... and then, what you did...
- Well, we were in a jam... nice...
- How did that...?
And Beto squeezed her against the wall again, and their mouths came together again. Now his hand went down his back, stopping at his buttocks. He slowly pulled out his mini-skirt, making his sister's thick thighs stick out. And he started smoothing all that meat, deliciously.
Paula felt the strong rubbing of her brother's very hard member, but she could not stop the boy. The kiss went on strongly, and Gisele trembled as his brother's hand reached up to her thighs, groping along the sides, as if she wanted to feel the full extent of that delight. She finally left him.
You leave me breathless like that.
- I'm sorry about that.
- All right... and then... what did you do with her?
- Well... then... she did the same thing as always... to drive me crazy...
- I know... she took off her clothes for you...
- Yes, you are.
She looked at him. She looked at the absurd volume in her brother's shorts.
That strange scent in the air was beginning to intensify his scent.
There was a kind of concrete balcony, and there she stood.
She took off her blouse, she was wearing a bra, the gestures were slow, and for lack of experience, perhaps, they were a little insecure.
- Well... and now?- she asks, seeing the "size" of the boy's expectation. - I take what?
And like the other time, Gisele treated her lucky brother to a wonderful striptease. Although a bit awkward for the thing, the simple fact that she took off her clothes and showed herself to him, was spectacular. That beautiful girl there, delicious smile on her lips, showing parts of her body little by little, leading her brother to a crazy expectation was something unusual.
Gisele finally stood up in her underwear and looked at him.
- Calm down ... <unk> she asks, sweetly.
And she lowers her little toe for her nice, thick, white thighs, and Beto sees the hair slowly coming out, and she moves her hips, and her panties slowly come down, and she pulls out and shows her little toe.
- Look, she's here. She's playing.
Beto doesn't believe what he sees, of course, and she understands.
- Do you want to pinch yourself?
She then offers her fabulous body in various poses. Gisele realizes that her brother does not even blink, perhaps not wanting to lose even a tenth of a second of sight of those unbelievable scenes.
She then turns to him and shows him a frontal nudity that makes him swallow dry, and she stands there, watching her brother's eyes wander across her delicious body from head to toe, she realizes that he holds an infinite amount of time his eyes towards his wide hips, his thighs, his hair...
If I were Selma, would you hold on?
Beto doesn't answer, he just looks at her.