One weekend evening, my parents and I were sitting in the living room watching a movie on television. It was a fairly famous film. My parents were settled into their favorite seats, while I sat not far from them in a lounge chair. Halfway through the movie, Jialing emerged from the bathroom. She had just finished showering and wore nothing but her thin pink button-down shirt.

"What movie is this?" she asked.

"Hmm... it's a spy thriller, a bit like James Bond," Mom answered.

"It's just getting started, you should sit down and watch with us! It feels nice when the whole family gathers around the TV like this."

"I feel a little tired," Jialing said, letting out a yawn. "And a bit chilly."

"Find something to cover yourself with then!" Mom suggested. "You just got out of the shower, of course you'll be cold. Take the blanket from the lounge chair so you don't catch a chill."

Jialing picked up the blanket from the lounge chair and then sat down directly on my lap.

A moment later, she leaned back into my arms, pulling the blanket around both of us to cocoon us together, propping her head up with her hand. The sensation was exactly like the first time we had made love in this very chair—except this time, our parents were sitting right beside us! I could feel Jialing’s soft, rounded buttocks pressing against my cock. The sensation made my manhood throb and harden, despite my best efforts to restrain myself.

*Damn it!* I thought to myself. *Is something going to happen? If she suddenly stands up, won't Mom and Dad see?*

The movie continued to play, and Jialing showed no intention of leaving. Driven by nerves, I began to sweat, but my erection showed no sign of softening. In fact, even in this precarious situation, my eyes began to wander uncontrollably over the exquisite body before me. Jialing pressed herself tightly against me, and the friction began to spark waves of pleasure.

Just as we had before, my hands began to wander restlessly over my sister's body. Jialing didn't shift her position, nor did she take her eyes off the television; she acted as if nothing was happening at all. Using the blanket as a veil, I reached behind her and lifted the hem of her shirt. I discovered she wasn't wearing any panties. I slid my hand between her warm, tender thighs and began to caress her private folds. She had been dry at first, but as my fingers teased her and eventually slipped gently into her heat, she began to grow slick.

The two of us remained fixed on the screen, feigning innocence. Our parents were right there, less than two meters away, focused intently on the film and occasionally discussing the plot, completely unaware that their son's fingers were rhythmically sliding in and out of their daughter's wet cunt!

The thrill was overwhelming; I felt as though I was reaching a breaking point, and Jialing was becoming completely drenched. I withdrew my hand and glanced at her face. She was still staring at the TV.

Slowly, I slid my shorts down, exposing my swollen, aching cock. I adjusted my angle slightly, tucking my shaft beneath her thigh so that the head of my penis could press directly against her soaking wet slit.

It was unbelievable! I felt Jialing shift her weight, adjusting herself to make our union easier. She spread her legs just a fraction, catching my cock between her thighs, and then guided it toward her hot, wet opening. Slowly, I began to sink into my sister's body—she actively pressed her hips down to meet me—until the head of my penis bumped against the very back of her vagina. My lower belly was pressed tight against the warmth of her soft buttocks.

Should I keep going? Mom and Dad were right there; they might see our movements or hear our sounds. But the intense waves of pleasure were crashing over me so relentlessly that staying still felt nearly impossible!

I wanted to fuck her! Unable to resist any longer, I began to thrust my cock deep inside her. The movements had to be incredibly careful and slow. It was nerve-wracking, but... oh... it felt magnificent!

As I thrust slowly, my hands wandered over the curves of her body—from her shoulders to her slender waist, down to her pale, soft buttocks, and finally tracing the curve of her bare thighs. I slid my hand beneath her shirt, stroking her smooth skin, kneading her warm, full breasts and teasing her light, sensitive nipples.

I knew then that we were past the point of no return; the danger of the moment only made the intimacy sweeter. As my cock worked inside her, I noticed Jialing quietly placing her own hand between her legs to stroke herself. Her fingers rubbed against her clitoris, and the sensation of her wet vaginal walls gripping my entire shaft sent me reeling.

Just as her clitoris began to quiver like an electric current, her vagina clamped tightly around my cock. The rhythmic contractions of her inner walls pulsed against me, sending intense sensations shooting up my length. It was so stimulating that I nearly lost control and started moving wildly!

It was an incredible, maddening situation: here I was, fucking my own sister right in front of our parents!

Ignoring the danger, I gripped her soft hips and began to thrust more vigorously, driving my cock deep into her slit and pulling back out. Stimulated by my pace, Jialing rubbed her clitoris even harder. I held her slender waist tight, pounding into her, but from the outside, the movement was subtle and almost entirely silent. My other hand reached around to her front, allowing me to fuck her while squeezing her firm, small breasts. Her nipples were peaked hard, like tiny pebbles. I squeezed them tightly while pulling her hips down to drive myself even deeper.

We made love with a desperate intensity fueled by the thrill of being caught. The air seemed thick with a mixture of lust and danger as I continued to hammer into her, even with Mom and Dad in the same room!

Soon, the excitement peaked, and my cock became even harder. I paused the thrusting, instead kneading her breasts and gripping her full buttocks while remaining buried deep inside her. I felt Jialing's body go rigid; she was reaching her climax. My penis remained buried deep, and her fingers worked frantically against her clitoris. She began to tremble, her vaginal walls convulsing and squeezing my cock with every spasm.

As Jialing hit the peak of her orgasm, she pressed herself even harder against me, forcing my cock as deep as it could go. I couldn't hold back anymore! Losing all control, I climaxed at the exact same moment she did.

My cock bucked violently, and suddenly, a torrent of semen began to erupt. Thick, hot jets of cum shot deep into my sister's body. The ecstasy was so intense it felt as if my heart might stop. I gripped her waist, trying to lift her hips to pull out and thrust again, but her soft bottom was pressed firmly against my belly, and her vagina was squeezing my shaft so tightly it felt as if she were trying to suck every last drop of my seed into her.

I wanted to pull out, but I couldn't—not without risking discovery. I had to keep my mouth clamped shut to stifle any sound. Jialing held her breath as she peaked, only letting out faint, shallow gasps once the intensity began to subside.

As I ejaculated, she tried to pull away slightly to allow me to withdraw, but I held her petite, curvaceous body and her hips tight, pumping the very last of my essence deep inside her.

Looking back, it was the most intense orgasm of my life. But when it was over, we both simply stared at the TV screen, neither of us saying a word, acting as if nothing had happened.

Slowly, my breathing leveled out and my grip loosened. Suddenly, she stood up and pulled the blanket away from us. *What? What is she thinking?* I scrambled to pull my shorts up to hide my sticky cock. At that moment, Mom looked over at us.

"Jialing," she said. "You should head to bed... why is your face so red? Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, don't worry about it," Jialing replied, panting slightly as she wiped her damp cheeks.

She set the blanket down and stood tall.

"You'd better lie down in bed for a bit," Mom added. "Come back down if you need anything. You really don't look well."

Suddenly, I saw a milky stream of semen beginning to seep from my sister's body, trickling slowly down between her thighs. The white fluid dripped like water from beneath her shirt all the way down to her knees, perfectly visible. Panicked, I scrambled out of the lounge chair and wrapped the blanket around her.

"Hey, Sis!" I almost shouted. "Put this on! You don't want to catch a cold."

Wrapped in the blanket, Jialing slowly walked upstairs. Our parents turned their attention back to the television. I sat down heavily, my heart still thumping wildly in my chest.

*Did they see?*