Erotic jap novel

[Kainep]

年齢確認

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She never imagined it. She never thought she'd be violated by her own brother.​

Author: Ryuga Jo
Published: 2021/09/12
"Okay, I'm off now. Make sure you lock the doors and everything."
"Just because it's getting hot doesn't mean you should only eat easy foods, or you'll get exhausted. Make sure you eat proper meals."
Matsubara, now nineteen years old , listened with a wry smile 　as his parents expressed their concerns　 .和美Kazumi
"It's okay. You're not a child anymore."
"And also..."
Her mother began to say something in a slightly lowered voice, but Kazumi interrupted her and answered.
"You're his older brother, right? I know that. Just leave your food outside your room, and you'll do the rest yourself. Don't worry."
Although her mother still seemed somewhat anxious, Kazumi somewhat forcefully sent her parents off on their three-day, two-night trip, saying, "Have a good trip!"
"Well, I guess I have to submit my report today. What a pain."
Muttering to herself, Kazumi returned to her room and began getting ready to go to university.



"...What, it's Kazumi."
"Oh, big brother, I'm home."
As the sun began to set and she finished writing, Kazumi returned from university and happened to see her brother, whom she hadn't seen in a while, as he was coming out of the bathroom.保Tamotsu
To begin with, although Tamotsu is 23 years old, he doesn't have a job. What's more, he didn't even go to university.
He had decent grades until high school, but he failed his university entrance exams and couldn't get into his desired school. Perhaps his stubbornness after that backfired, as even after two years of trying, he still couldn't get into his dream school. Since then, he has completely lost motivation for everything and spends his days holed up in his room playing online games on his computer. That said, even his family doesn't really know what kind of life he's actually leading. Part of it is that he's completely withdrawn and has no contact with his family, but his parents don't know how to deal with their son in this state, and they're currently treating him like a delicate flower, avoiding contact with him.
However, his younger sister, Kazumi, was a little different. It wasn't that she particularly adored her brother, but she wasn't especially wary of him either. She simply treated him like any other family member, with whom she didn't have much contact.
"Kazumi, where's Mom?"
He comes over, almost mumbling the question. He doesn't seem particularly concerned, but he's probably noticed that the atmosphere inside the house is different.
"Mom and Dad have gone on a trip for the weekend, starting today."
"I see," was all Tamotsu replied, and he started to go back to his room.
"Oh, big brother! How about we have dinner together sometime?"
"...Ah, yes, that's right."
Tamotsu stopped walking, turned around with a look of utter annoyance, and replied.
But Kazumi didn't notice the ugly distortion of his face behind his glasses that followed.
For dinner, there was eel rice bowl, soup, and marinated grilled eggplant on the table.
"Okay, let's eat."
"Ah, do you have any beer?"
"Hmm? I think we had some low-malt beer."
Saying this, Kazumi rose from the chair she had been sitting in and headed towards the refrigerator. As soon as she turned her back, Tamotsu quickly sprinkled some white powder from a small bag he was holding onto the bowl of soup Kazumi was eating.
"Yes. My brother started drinking low-alcohol beer before I even realized it."
"Do you want a drink too?"
He said that and handed me a can that he had just opened.
"Okay. Besides, I'm still a minor, you know?"
"It's none of your business," he said, taking a big gulp of his beer. Seeing this, Kazumi smiled softly, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat.
After the meal was over, Kazumi cleared the dishes and then, with one hand on her head, said:
"Let me lie down on the sofa for just a little while."
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Hmm, Kazumi groaned.
"I don't think it's anything like that, but I feel kind of dizzy..."
In fact, what Tamotsu had mixed into his sister's food was a sleeping pill, which would take effect in as little as 20 or 30 minutes. It was a very weak effect, but it seemed to work enough for Kazumi, who didn't usually take much medicine. She managed to make it to the sofa, collapsed onto it, and immediately fell asleep.
Seeing this, Tamotsu finished the remaining beer, stood up from the table, and approached Kazumi.



"......?"
Suddenly, Kazumi woke up to find herself sleeping on the living room floor. "Wasn't I sleeping on the sofa?" she wondered, tilting her head, when she felt something strange on her neck.
"...What is this?!"
Kazumi's slender, white neck was fitted with a rugged collar made of what appeared to be bright red leather. Moreover, it was secured with metal studs, and a small padlock was attached to the clasp. In other words, the collar could not be removed without the key to this padlock.
But that wasn't all. The collar had a chain attached to it, and somehow, it had been put on and secured with a padlock to a metal fitting fixed to the living room wall.
"Why?! What's going on?!"
Kazumi goes from panic to near-hysteria. The chain is too short, making it difficult to even stand up, let alone move.
"Oh, you're awake."
"Big brother?! What's going on here?! Why is this happening?!"
However, Tamotsu didn't answer his sister's question, instead just staring at her.
"Big brother?! Are you listening?!"
"You've developed quite a sexy body, haven't you?"
"!!"
At that moment, Kazumi understood everything. Yes, this was all part of Tamotsu's plan. Unbeknownst to Kazumi, he had mixed sleeping pills into her food to facilitate this situation.
But Kazumi still couldn't believe it. Her brother was indeed 23 years old and unemployed, spending most of his time holed up in his room, but she believed that he wasn't the kind of person who would commit a crime. And yet...
"Why……"
"Why? Take a good look at yourself. You're wandering around with that sexy body. It looks like you're trying to seduce people. That's why!"
It was a terrible argument. But his eyes seemed to hold a hint of madness, so she was too frightened to resist any further.
With a leering gaze, Tamotsu examined Kazumi's entire body. Her shoulder-length hair was jet black and had a beautiful sheen. Her nose was small but well-shaped, with a straight bridge that sat in the center of her small face. The shoulders on which the collar rested were slender and looked as if they could be easily broken. Her arms, visible from the light blue camisole dress she was wearing, were delicate and pale, clearly not the type to do any heavy lifting. However, the neckline of her sleeveless dress was pushed up quite boldly. Well, that was to be expected if she had an 85cm D-cup bust. Everything below that was hidden by the flare, but her legs, which were slender and lying on the floor beneath the hem of the dress, were covered in flawless, beautiful skin. Indeed, if a body like that was hanging in front of him, he might be overcome with lust.
But she's my own sister. I have no right to harbor such feelings.
"Big brother... what are you...?"
I raised my voice even more annoyedly at my sister, who was looking at me with a frightened expression and a wary gaze.
"What do you mean? I'm saying let me touch your body!"
He said this and thrust his arm towards Kazumi, but she resisted fiercely.
"Nooooooooooo!! Stop itttttt!!"
He violently swung both arms at Tamotsu, refusing to let him get close.
"Tch, this guy...!"
No matter how much of a woman she was, she was still a university student, practically an adult. If she resisted with all her might, it wouldn't be easy to subdue her. The siblings struggled for a while, trying to do something about it, but then, as if he had an idea, Tamotsu left the living room.
He had only been out of the living room for a very short time. He returned almost immediately, clutching something in his hand. When he held one of them out to her, Kazumi let out a small shriek. It was a pair of handcuffs, gleaming with a metallic sheen.
"Don't worry. It's not real. It's a toy I bought online. It's just plastic with a chrome finish. But even this could hurt someone if they were to run around too wildly."
The restraints made a surprisingly light rattling sound, and Kazumi couldn't take her eyes off them out of fear. Holding them, Tamotsu approached Kazumi.
"Stop! Stop it!"
Her arm was grabbed, and Kazumi resisted, but this time the man got behind her, making it impossible for her to shake him off. Before she knew it, handcuffs were snapped into place. Immediately afterward, handcuffs were put on her other wrist as well, and Kazumi's hands were tied behind her back. She looked just like a criminal who had been arrested by the police.
"……why?"
It was less like he was listening and more like he was muttering to himself. But it wasn't over yet. Once, Tamotsu moved away from Kazumi and immediately returned with something in his hand. He was holding something red.
"...No...No."
Seeing this, Kazumi weakly shook her head from side to side, indicating her refusal, but it only drew closer to her.
It was a red cotton rope. It was supple and soft, but quite thick and seemed to be quite long. Kazumi knew exactly what it would be used for.
Tamotsu squatted beside Kazumi, holding a red rope, and began to tie it around her body.
"No! Stop! Big brother, please!"
She tries to escape the ropes by twisting her body, but there's no way she can get away that easily. Before her eyes, the crimson ropes wrap around her arms and torso, further restricting her freedom.
While handcuffs allowed for some movement, albeit with limitations, being tied up with ropes meant almost no freedom at all. Moreover, even supporting my own body became difficult, and I ended up collapsing onto the hardwood floor.
The rope seemed to be quite long, covering a significant portion of Kazumi's torso, but it didn't reach her ample bust. Or perhaps it was intentionally left off. The red rope tightened around her from above and below, making Kazumi's bust appear even plumper than usual. Unfortunately, because it was summer, she was wearing thin clothing, and even the embroidery on her bra was visible through it.
"What big boobs. What cup size are they?"
Tamotsu stands beside her, looking down at her and asking, but Kazumi averts her gaze and doesn't answer.
"It looks like it's around a C or D."
He said that and then bent down, stretching his neck to look at Kazumi's chest from various angles. It was the first time she had ever felt such disgust towards her own brother.
"Hmph, you're ignoring me? Fine, I'll make sure you can't ignore me, whether you like it or not."
"What are you going to do?" she asked, looking up. He grabbed the rope that Tamotsu was using to tie her up, pulled her up, untied part of it, changed her position, and began to tie her again. Of course, Kazumi had no intention of letting him do as he pleased, so she struggled and resisted again. But, having learned his lesson from last time, Tamotsu easily pinned her down and made her sit cross-legged on his lap.
"No! I hate being dressed like this!"
She was wearing a dress, so if she sat cross-legged, her skirt would naturally be visible. She struggled to avoid it, but it was all in vain. Her ankles were tied together in a cross-legged position, and her knees were also tied together so they couldn't be straightened, and a rope was placed around the back of her neck. This put her in a position where she could look down at her own crotch. She had no choice but to acknowledge her miserable posture. Moreover, in this position, her chest was also in view. It was indeed bulging out from between the ropes, and she realized, rather belatedly, that it was a more lewd sight than she had thought.
"Wow, you're wearing cute panties."
"No! Don't look!"
Since she was at home, Kazumi was wearing light pink, low-rise shorts with a modest design overall, although they had lace around the crotch. However, since she had been wearing them all day, she was extremely embarrassed at the thought of anyone seeing them.
"Hehehe"
After re-tying her, Tamotsu briefly stepped away, retrieved his father's whiskey from the cabinet, poured it into a glass filled with ice, then pulled a dining chair over and positioned himself directly in front of Kazumi. With a smirk, he began to lick the contents of the glass while watching his sister's indecent behavior.
"Ugh... Big brother, please untie this."
"...Are you an idiot? I just tied you up, why are you untying you already? It's pointless if you do that."
Tamotsu replied in a voice that sounded astonished.
"Because...it hurts."
"Is it just painful?"
Her brother's words startled her. His voice was clearly laughing. Kazumi felt as if he could see right through her to the depths of her being.
"...How embarrassing."
Kazumi mumbled in a barely audible voice.
"Yeah, I guess so. It's embarrassing to spread your legs and expose your panties in front of a man."
He spoke in a voice that was clearly louder than usual, almost as if mocking her. His voice made Kazumi feel even more embarrassed.
"Wow, you've really developed a sexy body. Did you get a boyfriend or something?"
"That's not true..."
Ignoring those words, Tamotsu was staring around his sister's crotch. The hem of her light blue dress was pulled up high, exposing her legs completely from the thighs up. She wasn't too skinny, nor was she fat. Her plump, sexy thighs extended from the lace trim of her pink shorts. Because she was sitting cross-legged, the lines of her thighs were clearly visible at the base, and there was a gap in her shorts in that area. When Tamotsu saw this, he grinned nastyly.
"Is the hair there quite thick? It's sticking out."
"Huh?" Kazumi exclaimed in surprise, and hastily stared at her crotch. Her appearance was so comical that Tamotsu burst out laughing. His laughter made Kazumi realize she had been tricked, and she became even more embarrassed.
Despite having worn them all day, the shorts showed no signs of stains or anything. While there were noticeable wrinkles around the crotch area, there wasn't even a hint of sweat. Of course, they didn't seem to be clinging to her body. It was already quite hot, so she wasn't wearing stockings. Hozumi likes the look of legs in stockings, so in that sense, it was a bit of a shame, as she tilted the cut glass in her hand.
Meanwhile, Kazumi was overwhelmed with embarrassment. It would be embarrassing enough for other family members to see her underwear, but for her brother, who was close in age, to see it was unthinkable. And to think he would look at her in such a sexual way...
Her dress was pulled up quite daringly, and Tamotsu could see Kazumi's lower abdomen above her shorts. Perhaps due to nervousness, that area was moving up and down restlessly, and her smooth skin was rippling.
"Brother, please forgive me."
"Forgive me? For what? Did you do something that requires my forgiveness?"
"Uh... that's not it..."
Kazumi's expression became even more troubled. Looking at her face through the glass, Tamotsu wore an even more wicked grin.
"Aren't you misunderstanding something? I'm not doing this because I want to hurt you."
"picture?"
He looked up at his brother with a surprised and astonished expression.
"I just want to slowly admire your beautiful, glamorous body."
"picture……"
A complex mix of emotions swirls within Kazumi. Though it is family, she is shaken by being called beautiful to her face by someone of the opposite sex, and this, combined with the revulsion of being seen as a sexual object, confuses her.
The glasses were reflecting the light and shining brightly. Because of this, Kazumi couldn't read her brother's expression.
"Honestly, seeing you like this makes me proud to be your older brother. I want your body to be mine alone."
Those words filled Kazumi with an indescribable terror, and she shivered.
"I'm going to make you so dependent on me that you can't live without me."
Saying that, Tamotsu gulped down his whiskey.



The next morning, Kazumi woke up with aches and pains all over her body. Although the ropes had been untied, the collar and chain were still on, so she had no choice but to sleep on the living room floor. Grimacing and enduring the creaking of her joints, she got up when Tamotsu came in.
"Oh, you're awake. Well, I suppose you can't get much sleep there."
I didn't have the energy to retort sarcastically, and even though summer was almost here, I couldn't even wipe myself down, so I just endured the discomfort and said...
"I haven't been in ages... let me go to the toilet."
"Oh, that's right, I haven't been there since last night."
Saying this, Tamotsu took out a keychain with several keys attached from his pocket, used one of them to detach the chain that was fixed to the wall, and helped Kazumi to her feet.
Because it had been a long time since Kazumi had stood up, her knees wouldn't straighten, and the option of running away from her brother was no longer available.
Still chained up, Tamotsu led the way to the toilet. It was the first time they'd left the living room since last night, but that didn't matter anymore. Kazumi vaguely felt like she was just like a dog on a leash, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Come on, hurry up."
When Tamotsu reached the toilet, he pointed to it for his sister. Kazumi knew where the toilet was since it was her own house, but feeling that resisting would be futile, she simply went in without saying a word.
Jalan.
"Hey, big brother, the chain is in the way and I can't close the door."
"Who said you could close the door?"
Kazumi was stunned. She finally understood what her brother was saying. He wanted her to use the toilet in front of him. Even though they were family, she wasn't that open about it.
"No, no way! I can't do it unless the door is closed!"
"You can do it. Just don't worry about what I think. Hurry up, or you'll wet yourself."
That said, Kazumi wasn't so thick-skinned that she could easily ignore other people's eyes, and she even hesitated to go further into the restroom from the entrance. Moreover, the chain wasn't very long, so if she tried to sit on the toilet, Tamotsu would be standing right in front of her. With her in that position, it was no wonder that nothing was happening.
"Oh, big brother, I really can't take it anymore. I can't hold back. Please forgive me."
"So just go ahead and pee. I'm telling you, if you wet yourself, clean it up yourself."
"Uhh..."
Sweat was already beading down Kazumi's temples. It was probably cold sweat. Her fidgeting and restlessness were signs that she was nearing her limit. But even so, as a college student, she absolutely wanted to avoid wetting herself. She looked back and forth between the toilet and her brother's face, her expression becoming one of despair.
"Give up."
I don't know if those words made her decide, but immediately afterward, Kazumi lifted the hem of her dress, quickly pulled down her underwear, and sat down on the toilet. Because the chain was short, Tamotsu was standing by the toilet door, so he would be able to hear the sounds. Kazumi covered her face with both hands. At the same time, a splashing sound echoed throughout the toilet.
"It's coming out with quite a bit of force. Was it all built up?"
"Nooo!"
Despite Tamotsu's teasing remarks, she only cried out in rejection, and it seemed as though she wasn't going to stop peeing. She's always had trouble stopping once she started, and since it had been building up since last night, there seemed to be quite a lot of it.
In front of Tamotsu, who was grinning, Kazumi began to sob, hiccuping. Tamotsu watched slowly as the tears streamed down her face from between her hands.
Eventually, Kazumi finished using the toilet and tried to wipe herself with toilet paper, crying, when Tamotsu suddenly pulled the chain, causing her to fall face-first onto the floor in front of the toilet.
"It hurts..."
"You don't have to wipe it yourself, I'll clean it for you."
At first, Kazumi couldn't understand what her brother was saying. But when she saw him lift the hem of her dress with the part of his lower body that still hadn't pulled up his underwear, she instinctively tried to stop him.
But he was a man after all, and he brushed her off with one hand. Then he pulled her dress up to her waist and latched onto her bare buttocks.
"Nooooooooooooo!"
He actually started licking his own sister's crotch. And he did it right after she'd gone to the toilet, before she'd even wiped with toilet paper. For Kazumi, it was a nightmare.
"Stop it, big brother! Nooooooo!!"
Kazumi struggles to escape from her brother's mouth, but he cleverly traps the chain attached to her collar and her lower body, preventing her from getting away.
Slurp, slurp!!
"Nooooo!!"
With an unusually loud splashing sound, Tamotsu slurped between her sister's legs. The sensation was so disgusting that Kazumi screamed loudly. Something moist and warm was wriggling between her legs, crawling around a part that no one had ever touched before. It was sucking on her most private parts, like it was sucking out her urine, and it sent shivers down her spine.
Unaware of Kazumi's feelings, Tamotsu sharpened the tip of his tongue and tried to penetrate his sister's small opening.
"Nooo! Stop it!"
The stimulation of that tiny opening, which even I had never touched before, only intensified my feelings of disgust. The opening was too small for even the tip of Ho's tongue to fit inside, but the persistent licking made me feel as if my urethra and bladder were being violated by his tongue.
"Hehe, it smells a little strong. That's to be expected since you didn't take a bath yesterday. But your body odor isn't bad."
Saying that, I buried my nose in my sister's exposed crotch and took a deep breath.
"Ahhh, that's disgusting. Stop it."
She gets on all fours, trying to get away from her brother, but with her shorts not even pulled up, she can barely move her legs and gets caught again.
"It had a slightly spicy taste, but it was quite a unique delicacy. I think I'm going to get addicted to it."
"Stop it..."
Kazumi covered her ears and collapsed onto the floor. However, in that position, she ended up with her buttocks sticking out towards Ho. The hem of her dress was pulled up high, and with her underwear pulled down, all that was revealed was her bare, peachy bottom.
"..."
He silently stared at the lower half of his sister's body as she lay face down on the floor, sobbing. Her round, fleshy body was covered in beautiful, smooth, white skin, and from it extended her firm thighs. She didn't seem to exercise much, so she wasn't particularly muscular, but the fat had just the right amount to create feminine curves, highlighting her sensuality. There wasn't a single blemish on her smooth skin, not even a single hair was visible. It was like a marble sculpture. But if you looked closely, you could see the twisted threads of blood vessels running beneath the thin layer of fat. In some places, the redness of her muscles was faintly visible through her skin. These contrasted with the pink shorts that were caught around her knees, making them seem to gleam.
When he looked up again, the plump, round buttocks were illuminated by the morning sun streaming into the narrow corridor. They were round and gleaming white, but there was no sense of unhealthiness; rather, they gave off an impression of purity. The two fleshy buns were slightly parted from where Tamotsu had been sucking just moments before, and the glistening silk fabric peeked out between them. As he gazed at them, a thirst for desire resurfaced within Tamotsu.
It seemed as if a soft-bodied creature, like a sea slug, was wriggling in the valley between her buttocks, in time with Kazumi's breathing. It was as if it was inviting Tamotsu to move. Of course, it was just his own delusion, but to Tamotsu, that didn't matter.
He slowly rose and leaned over Kazumi's lower body once again.
"Huh...? Nooooo!"
She lifted her still tear-filled face, turned around, and cried out to her brother. His hand was on Kazumi's thigh, trying to spread her legs apart again. She was trying to escape her prone position, so her buttocks were exposed and defenseless. Tamotsu spread her legs apart, revealing the spring that was breathing deep inside.
Her lips were now even wider than before, revealing the sparse pubic hair growing on the front of her body. It was like a thin mist, softly framing Kazumi's private parts. Just above that, her private parts, including the urethral opening that he had been sucking just moments before, were peeking out from between her slightly parted lips.
Her secret lips seemed wet. Bathed in the still-soft morning light, they appeared to be faintly glistening to Tamotsu. They slowly and seductively moved as if inviting him, and he was drawn closer to his sister's most private parts.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
It was just the right size for Tamotsu to cover the whole thing with his mouth. He covered it with his lips, then used the tip of his tongue to explore the large outer folds of flesh and slowly licked its edges.
Kazumi's body jumped violently, and she burst into tears.
"Aa!!"
Of course, Tamotsu didn't care about such things. His tongue continued, wetting the surface of the folds with saliva. With each movement of Tamotsu's tongue, Kazumi's hips twitched and convulsed. Surprisingly, there was no smell, but Tamotsu enjoyed the salty taste that made his tongue tingle because she hadn't bathed all night. After thoroughly licking both the front and back of one fold, he sucked on the other side. This time, he took it into his mouth and savored the sensitive petals with his entire tongue.
"Stop it! That's gross! Yippee!"
He suddenly pulled the chain around his rebellious younger sister's neck, throwing her off balance. Kazumi tumbled over onto her back in the hallway. Immediately, Tamotsu latched onto her crotch and resumed his oral sex.
Having been teased by Tamotsu for quite some time, Kazumi's vulva had begun to open up slightly. Tamotsu slowly inserted the tip of his tongue into that small gap.
"No! Don't put it in! Nooooo!!"
I had suspected my sister, given her personality, probably didn't have much experience with men, and it seems I wasn't entirely wrong. There was still a lingering firmness and girlish innocence about her. She pushed my tongue back with considerable force. Nevertheless, I bent my tongue to fit the shape of the gap and slowly pushed it deeper, and I could now sense a rich fragrance.
Perhaps because he had licked it so thoroughly, it felt somewhat moist. Though only slightly, not enough to really taste. Nevertheless, seeking more, I pressed my tongue further in.
"Nooooooo!! Don't come intttttttt!!"
She resisted, making penetration surprisingly difficult. Having no other choice, he nibbled on his sister's clitoris, which was still covered by her foreskin.
"Aaah! Stop it! Don't lick there!!"
Kazumi continued to reject him as usual, but Tamotsu didn't miss the slight hint of sensuality in her voice.
"Heh heh, you have a cute voice too."
Saying that, he once again latched onto Kazumi's sensitive bud, foreskin and all, and smoothly peeled back the skin, exposing the inside.
"Ahhh!!"
Kazumi's hips suddenly jumped up. If she had almost no experience with masturbation, this shock must have been quite intense.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
A desperate voice spilled from Kazumi's lips. Hearing that, Tamotsu's smile deepened.
I licked that still-fresh fleshy protrusion with my tongue.
"Heeeee!!"
A tingling, burning sensation ran from Kazumi's groin up her tailbone and up her spine, causing her body to tremble and convulse.
Kazumi's not-so-dense pubic hair tickled Tamotsu's nose. It smelled somewhat of sweat, but even that only fueled Tamotsu's excitement at that moment. He inhaled the scent through his nose and licked his sister's clitoris with single-minded focus.
"Huh?! Stop it, big brother! Nooooo!!"
She still struggles violently, but Tamotsu doesn't seem to care. He continues to lick her sensitive parts, pecking at them, making slurping sounds.
"Please, big brother! Stop! Forgive me!"
However, compared to the beginning, it seems that the tone has toned down somewhat. Perhaps he's getting tired, but Tamotsu sensed something else.
"What's wrong, Kazumi? Are you in a hurry about something?"
Saying that, he put his tongue to the virgin spring again.
"No! I'm not panicking! Stop it!"
But at that very moment, a single drop of water welled up from deep within Kazumi.
"Huh?!"
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Contrary to the content of his question, a look of clear curiosity was on Tamotsu's face as he asked his sister, but there was no way she could tell him the truth.
"N-nothing at all!"
However, Kazumi was inwardly very desperate. She was certainly aware of the changes happening to her body. And at her age, she naturally understood what it meant. She understood, but she couldn't accept it. Why did her body react when her mind denied it?
Meanwhile, Tamotsu could easily understand the changes in Kazumi. Although he had no experience with women, he had gathered a wealth of useless information from the internet and other sources, so he understood very well what state his sister was in and what was happening. Of course, this was partly because Kazumi had no experience with men and had low resistance to stimulation, making her reactions easy to understand, but even they, with their limited experience, couldn't understand that much.
"Oh no!"
Noticing that Tamotsu was trying to attach himself to her lower abdomen again, Kazumi frantically called out to stop her brother, but Tamotsu was one step faster.
Slurp.
"Huuu!!"
"Hmm? Something's coming out."
Even though they know what it is, they deliberately pretend not to know.
"Is that pee? No, no, that can't be it."
Saying that, he inserted the fingers of his right hand into his sister.
"Nooooo!"
She screamed at the feeling of a foreign object entering her womb, but she couldn't pull it out herself and could only writhe in agony. Encouraged by her reaction, Tamotsu pushed his fingers further in.
"Ahh!"
Kazumi tilts her chin back in response to the stimulus.
"Hmm, it looks like it's bubbling up from deep inside. I wonder what it is?"
Clearly amused, he pokes Kazumi's insides with his index finger. When he pushes it in up to the second joint, he feels something clinging to his fingertip. As he slowly pulls it out, a sparkling drop of fluid, glistening in the early morning light, stretches out in a thin thread.
I lowered my finger again, then pulled it out, and lowered it again. I slowly began a piston-like motion. Soon, a sticky, squelching sound began to echo, and my entire finger became covered in mucus.
"Please, big brother! Stop!"
However, that voice seems to have lost some of its power compared to before.
"Do you really want me to stop?"
As he listened, Tamotsu bent his index finger towards Kazumi's stomach and stimulated her inner wall by rubbing it with his fingertip.
"Aaah! S-stop it!"
It was difficult for an untrained eye to determine whether Kazumi's distorted expression was due to pain or some other reason, but to Tamotsu, it seemed as though his sister had already succumbed to pleasure.
Her vaginal walls were gradually becoming softer and more relaxed, and the viscosity of the mucus was increasing. Ho was also beginning to feel the heat on his fingertips.
"Aren't you getting fired up too? Huh?"
"N-no, that's not true!"
He denied it in a flustered voice.
"So, what is this? Tell me."
He pulled out his right hand and rubbed the fingers against Kazumi's cheek, smearing the sticky fluid onto her face. Kazumi turned her face away slightly, but didn't show any further aversion.
Hozumi, getting carried away, plunged his fingers again into the exposed soft flesh and stirred the swamp-like area noisily.
"Aaah! D-don't be so rough!"
"Is it okay if I'm gentle?"
"cormorant……"
It was mostly childish conversation. But when I was at a loss for words, Tamotsu would slip his finger inside.
"Huh?!"
Yasushi bent the finger he had inserted inside Kazumi and rubbed the ventral side of her vagina with his fingertip, causing a nasal moan to escape her lips. There was a fold of mucous membrane there, and it was precisely the G-spot.
"Does this feel good?"
"That's not it... Hmph!"
Kazumi writhed in agony from the shock that hit her. Apparently pleased with her reaction, Tamotsu focused his attack on that spot. Soon, a fountain of fluid gushed out, and Kazumi's crotch became moist and glistening.
"Wow, you get wet really easily. Are you sensitive?"
"No, stop it..."
Tears streamed down her face as she cried out in resistance, but her body seemed powerless, and she didn't move much. Encouraged by this, Tamotsu continued to move his fingers. A faint, sticky, wet sound echoed, further tormenting Kazumi.
The clear drops that had already spilled from between her lips were spread around by Tamotsu's hand, and even the small bushes growing modestly on the hillside gleamed softly in the morning light. Tamotsu then ran his tongue over them.
"Huh?!"
Kazumi's hips twitched, causing Tamotsu's tongue to slip away, and things weren't going as he'd hoped, so frustration began to show on his face. Being a NEET, he certainly wasn't the type to be patient, and he didn't even consider trying to suppress his desires.
He pulled away for a moment, then grabbed Kazumi's waist tightly with both hands, holding her still, and pressed his nose between her soft petals.
"Nooooooooo!"
The air there was thick and pungent, the scent of a female. The labia between her legs were wriggling like a separate creature, as if craving something. It was clearly different from before.
"Doesn't it feel good now? It's gotten much softer here, and it's getting hot too."
As Tamotsu spoke, his voice was trembling. This was certainly the first time he'd been in such a situation, and he was overwhelmed with an excitement he'd never experienced before. In fact, his penis was rock hard, almost bursting through his pants. But Tamotsu didn't realize it at the time. He was so nervous that he couldn't even comprehend the state of his own body.
I stirred Kazumi's private parts with my fingers, as if scooping from the inside. Then, with a gurgling sound, a slightly cloudy, viscous fluid gushed out, wetting her crotch.
"Ah, ahh..."
The stark contrast between the heat rising from deep within his body and the coldness wetting his groin caused him to let out a sweet moan. That moan hit Tamotsu right in the groin.
"..."
Suddenly, he stopped moving and rose from Kazumi's side. The lack of expression on his face was unsettling, but his sister didn't have the luxury of looking at her brother's face.
His sister, who had been lying on the floor in the hallway, rose to her feet and looked down at Kazumi with a blank expression. Only then did she look up at her brother with a puzzled look on her face. Then he suddenly reached for the belt of his trousers.
Kazumi hadn't noticed yet that his crotch was bulging so much it looked like it would burst through his pants. But when he pulled down his pants, she saw that the boxer shorts he was wearing underneath were deformed, and she finally understood what he was trying to do.
"No!! Big brother, you can't do that! Absolutely not!!"
He refused in a particularly sharp voice, but Tamotsu completely ignored him and silently stripped off his pants, then reached for his underwear and pulled that down without hesitation as well. Then, his penis sprang out from underneath.
"Hic!"
Its size was average, but to Kazumi, who was seeing a fully erect penis for the first time, it looked more than menacing enough. She had never even seen a man's penis before, so it was only natural that she would be terrified upon seeing something so engorged.
As he stood defiantly in the hallway, his penis loomed slightly upward. Kazumi could have escaped right then and there, but she didn't even bother to pull up the thin pink shorts that were holding her ankles up; she simply stared blankly at her brother's penis. She couldn't take her eyes off it.
"You've never seen it before? That means you're still a virgin."
Those words sent a chill down Kazumi's spine.
"This is my first time too. I don't know what's going to happen when it's both of our first times."
Saying this, he placed his right hand on his penis and lightly pulled back and forth the foreskin a few times. Each time he moved, Kazumi saw the dark red penis and, inappropriately, began to worry if it hurt. Would that really go inside her? Could something that big really fit? Questions kept popping into Kazumi's mind one after another. But she didn't realize that none of the thoughts of wanting to escape from this situation were crossing her mind.
Suddenly, Tamotsu pounced on Kazumi, using his left hand and foot to spread her legs apart, and then, with his right hand, positioned his own penis between them.
"Huh?!"
The tip tries to push and spread Kazumi's soft flesh, but it slips away and he can't insert it properly.
"Huh? Oh, damn it."
Each time she raised her voice in an irritated tone, a sweet shock would wash over Kazumi, and she had to desperately suppress the urge to let out a melting moan.
After going back and forth over the crack several times, I was able to slip the tip into the gap by chance.
"Ahhh"
Hozumi involuntarily let out a cry like a woman, but it's understandable that anyone would do that when experiencing a pleasure for the first time that can't be obtained through masturbation.
"Ah, ahh! P-please take it out!"
Although he uttered words of reproach, it was clear that his voice was quite softened. However, it's doubtful whether Tamotsu noticed this. After all, he had absolutely no composure at the moment.
Even though only the tip had entered, Ho was already battling the urge to ejaculate. He was doing all he could to hold back from exploding, and the idea of penetrating deeper or moving was out of the question. Even while staying still, he felt a burning sensation from his back to his tailbone, and his anxiety grew. At this rate, he might ejaculate in this state. He literally gritted his teeth, calming himself deep down as he tried to stop himself from exploding, and slowly moved his hips forward.
"Hmph! It's coming in! Nooo!!"
"Ugh, ugh"
Kazumi's screams didn't reach Tamotsu's ears. He had no time to worry about other people. Still, this couldn't go on like this. In a fit of desperation, he pressed onward through his sister's womb.
A unique, slippery sensation sent shivers down my spine. I managed to resist the urge to ejaculate that was rushing up inside me, and went even deeper.
"No!! Big brother! Stop!! No!!"
She tried to push her brother out of her womb by pushing his body with both hands, but of course, that wasn't going to do anything. On the other hand, since Tamotsu's thing wasn't that big, almost all of it was trying to go inside Kazumi. With a thud, his hips pressed tightly against hers. She didn't feel anything else in particular. There was the same burning sense of urgency as before, but it was also true that she felt a sense of dissatisfaction, wondering if that was all there was.
He remained silent for a while. As the intense urge to ejaculate subsided somewhat, he felt a little more at ease and decided to move.
"Huh!!"
The voice itself was Kazumi's, but Tamotsu was about to let out a similar cry as pleasure shot through his own tip. It wasn't a slippery or slithering sensation, but an indescribable shock that made his hips stop involuntarily. The urge to ejaculate that he had been holding back came rushing back in like a tidal wave, but he desperately held back and slowly pulled his hips back again.
I pulled it out about halfway, stopped for a moment, and then pushed it in again.
"Haaaaaaah!"
My brain was fried by my sister's moans, so sensual they were almost unbearable, and I was intoxicated by the pleasure I felt in my penis, a pleasure I could never experience through masturbation.
The sight of her writhing like a snake on the wooden floor of the hallway, trying to escape from Tamotsu's thing, was more erotic to him than any image he had seen online. The contrast between the coolness of the floor and the heat inside Kazumi reminded him that this was reality.
He wanted to devour her. From the bottom of his heart, he thought so. At that moment, he didn't recognize that the person in front of him was his blood-related sister. No, he might have even forgotten that she was a human being. That's how much blood was rushing to his head.
Each time it was inserted and withdrawn, a rather unpleasant squelching sound echoed down the hallway.
"No! Ah! Stop!"
He pleaded in a pained voice, but of course, they didn't listen.
It was still early in the morning, but the two of them were covered in sweat. Sweat was beading on Tamotsu's forehead and dripping down his chin, and beads of sweat glistened on the alluring lines of Kazumi's waist and legs.
"Ah! Aah! Hmph! No!"
Kazumi's voice was becoming more urgent, but Tamotsu was just as anxious. Since Tamotsu was a virgin to begin with, there was no way he could hold out any longer, and he seemed on the verge of exploding.
"Ugh, I can't take it anymore."
"Ah! Huh? No! Don't come inside me!"
However, there was no way Tamotsu could control it like that, and for a moment his penis swelled up inside his sister's womb, and the next moment, he forcefully ejaculated sticky sap.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
Her own brother's genitals, nestled inside her belly, thrashed about, spewing their seed towards Kazumi's uterus. As she felt her brother's hot semen pulsate out, something inside her seemed to break.
But in reality, hell was just beginning.



Due to his lack of experience, Tamotsu tended to ejaculate prematurely, but his stamina itself was average or even above average. His penis lost its firmness inside Kazumi for a moment, but simply leaving it there for a few minutes caused it to quickly regain its firmness.
"No, please stop. Please forgive me."
Kazumi pleaded, her face contorted with tears, but her brother held her lower body tightly under his arms and refused to let go. On the floor, a puddle of mucus, whose origin was now indistinguishable, reflected the morning sun. In it, the bare legs of the brother and sister were pressed tightly together and intertwined. Even the slightest movement produced a sticky, unpleasant sound emanating from where they were connected, which only fueled Tamotsu's masochistic desires.
He knelt on the hallway floor, leaned his upper body over Kazumi, and used his full weight to push his penis into his sister's vagina.
"Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
As her brother's penis thrust deep inside her, pushing and stretching her internal organs, she screamed, but her voice was weak, and somehow sounded seductive. Then, Tamotsu stretched his neck and kissed Kazumi's lips.
"Hmmmmmmmm!?"
He grabbed her breasts through her clothes and squeezed them. It wasn't caressing; it was almost like a forceful assault. Yet, her moans didn't sound like cries of pain. Her body arched like a bow and her whole body twitched and convulsed, so she didn't look like she was writhing in pain at all.
"What, are you starting to feel it? You're quite the naughty girl for your first time."
Tamotsu said it with a mocking laugh, but Kazumi no longer had the energy to retort to such words. A feeling akin to resignation was overwhelming her.
Meanwhile, Tamotsu's penis, which had been hypersensitive immediately after ejaculation, had calmed down, and he was also feeling more relaxed.
"Ahhh"
Once, Tamotsu pulled out his penis. At that moment, Kazumi involuntarily let out a sensual moan.
"Don't worry, I'll give it to you again soon. Now get down on all fours and turn your ass towards me."
He lightly slapped his sister's exposed thigh with his open hand and commanded her. Kazumi didn't object to his words and silently obeyed.
The hard floor felt cold against her palms and knees. Conversely, Kazumi's core was becoming warm.
With slow movements, Kazumi turned her peach-like buttocks towards her older brother. Composed of smooth lines, they were both lovely and alluring. Glistening in the light streaming in from the window, they seemed to seductively invite Tamotsu. In fact, their center was wet and wriggling as if craving something.
With his eyes fixed on the center of his sister's fleshy fruit, Tamotsu placed both hands on it and, from behind Kazumi, thrust his penis through her in one swift motion.
"Hmmmmmm!!"
With a breathless voice, she arched her body like a shrimp and trembled uncontrollably. It seemed she had a light orgasm from the shock.
"Hmm, you seem to have become quite sensitive."
Tamotsu said mockingly, but I didn't hear his words. Apparently displeased with my reaction, Tamotsu's expression turned sour, and he thrust his hips in forcefully.
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?"
To Kazumi's sensitive flesh, any stimulation that was too strong was nothing but pain. The pain made her involuntarily tense up, tightening her grip on her brother's penis that was inside her.
"Wow, that's quite tight. Do you like it that much?"
He twisted his hips and stirred his sister's genitals. Contrary to Kazumi's wishes, lewd, wet sounds echoed down the hallway.
"Ahh! No, no way!"
Kazumi tried to continue speaking, but when Tamotsu moved his hips again with great force, she had to bite her lip and endure the onslaught of the tsunami.
"Ah! Wah! Aah!!"
Rather than being plump, Kazumi's body is rather slender, and Tamotsu's slightly less toned body presses down on her, defiling her.
Having received the semen once, Kazumi's secret flesh writhed against her will, craving more heat. This lustfully stimulated her brother's member, leading him to another eruption.
"Ahh, your pussy is clenching and moving, I can't take it anymore."
"Ah! No! Please! Stop! Don't come inside me! Please!"
It was pointless to say it now, but I couldn't help but say it out of fear as a woman. But of course, Tamotsu wasn't going to listen to anything I said.
"Ah! Ahhh! It's no use!"
He let out a deep sigh, and his penis swelled up inside Kazumi's womb, then immediately afterward, it exploded, releasing a milky white fluid.
"Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
Receiving her brother's scorching magma, Kazumi's reason also became heated to a fever pitch, and she could no longer think. Her body, which had been stiff and convulsive for a while, eventually relaxed, and she lay there limply.
"Heh, you came from your own brother's dick, huh? But this is just the beginning. I'm going to teach your body even more pleasure from now on."
With that, he slid his rigid penis, which had just ejaculated for the second time, out and plunged it back into his relative's flesh, resuming his thrusting. His penis had already regained its hardness.
Kazumi's reaction was muted, and no matter how much Tamotsu thrust his hips, she didn't make a sound, but he still plastered an evil grin on his face.



After a while, the two of them calmed down and remembered that they hadn't eaten anything since morning, so they decided to eat in the kitchen.
It was Kazumi who prepared the meal, of course. She was allowed to change only her shorts, but all her other clothes had been taken away. She was allowed to wear an apron because she had to use the stove, but other than that, she was wearing only a bright red leather collar that looked like it belonged to a dog around her neck. Her appearance in the kitchen was surreal, but in its own way, it was also alluring.
The bodies of the girls, aged 85, 66, and 88, were surprisingly voluptuous when viewed from behind. Their rather large hips were encased in relatively simple white full-back shorts. Though simple, they featured lace on the surface and sheer lace trim. The ties of an apron ran just above their waistline.
Even though I had changed clothes, I hadn't been able to wash myself at all, so the remnants of what had happened earlier were already seeping through to the center of my new shorts. The crotch area had turned gray. Ho, who was sitting at the dining table, was watching me with a smirk.
Kazumi tries to maintain her composure and concentrate on cooking, but the fever from earlier hasn't completely subsided, and her private parts are still twitching and writhing, causing her distress and occasionally making her stop cooking.
What she was making was French toast. Normally, she would prepare it the day before, but she couldn't afford to go to that much trouble, so she made it quickly. Even so, she soaked thick slices of bread in a mixture of egg and milk in a 1:1 ratio, while slowly heating a frying pan. When the pan was hot enough to sizzle, she added salad oil and butter in a 1:1 ratio, spread it around the pan, and then reduced the heat to low and cooked the soaked bread. The key here is to remove it from the heat when it's slightly browned, so as not to burn it, but Kazumi couldn't concentrate on cooking at the moment. If she let her guard down, she might touch her private parts without even noticing that her brother was watching from behind. Of course, if she did that, not only would the cooking fail, but she might even start a fire. Now that Tamotsu was there, she didn't have to worry about that, but Kazumi still had a strong aversion to exposing herself in such a state in front of others. I suppose it's a bit late now, considering I showed them my wet underwear.
Of course, Tamotsu wasn't about to just stand by and do nothing. After enjoying the sight with his eyes, he quietly stood behind Kazumi from his chair.
"Oh, big brother, just wait a little longer. It'll be ready soon!"
He reached his fingers from behind and kneaded the soft, still-warm lips of his sister's panties through her underwear.
"What the hell, I changed my shoes but they're already soaking wet. There's no point in changing clothes then. Should I just take these off too?"
"Th-this is! If this hadn't happened before, I would have been in trouble!"
"What if it wasn't there? Would it just make things even more messy because I'm feeling too much? My boobs are already rock hard like this."
"Huh?!"
Seizing the opportunity, he slipped his hand under her apron and flicked it to the sensitive tip of the heavy meat bun underneath, causing a melting moan to escape Kazumi's lips.
"Come on, shouldn't we turn it over now?"
Yasushi peered into the frying pan over his shoulder and said. Startled by his words, Kazumi hastily flipped the softened bread with a spatula. The bread was perfectly toasted, and a fragrant aroma filled the kitchen.
"Wow, you're clearly experienced. It looks delicious."
"match……"
If she lets her guard down even for a moment, her knees feel like they're about to give way, but if she does that, she'll tip the frying pan over and cause a huge mess. Kazumi desperately puts strength into her knees, which feel like they're about to break, and endures her brother's caresses, even as sweat beades on her forehead, trying to concentrate on cooking.
"What's wrong? You're sweating? Is it that hot? If it's hot, I'll lighten the temperature a bit."
Saying that, Tamotsu pinched the front of her apron, pushing it together from both sides to reveal Kazumi's ripe fruit.
"Oh no!"
"What are you talking about? I did it to make it a little cooler for you."
With a sly grin, he carefully gathered the apron into a narrower shape and tucked it into his sister's cleavage. Kazumi's bust was more than large enough that the apron was almost completely hidden.
"Hehehe, it looks like milk would come out if I squeezed you. When did you get so big? Was someone massaging you?"
"N-no one like that exists, hmm!"
When my breasts are grabbed from behind and slowly massaged, a nasal voice naturally escapes my lips.
"Oh, it's already this hard here. Does it feel good?"
As the firm, engorged tips of her breasts were kneaded, Kazumi's hips involuntarily swayed.
"Ah! Mmm! S-stop! Not now!"
Sweat was beading down to my neck as I writhed in my brother's arms.
"Hey, hey, the bread's going to burn!"
She's the one who's been getting in the way, and yet she still doesn't stop. Kazumi desperately tries to resist the urge to give in to pleasure, and with trembling arms, she divides the freshly baked French toast into two plates.
"This looks delicious. Just as I'd expect from my sister. I'll do her a favor as a thank you."
Before Kazumi could even ask "Huh?", Tamotsu crouched down behind her, grabbed the only garment she was wearing—her shorts—and pulled at them.
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
"Stay still. I'm going to do something nice for you."
But what Tamotsu was holding in his hand was a pair of scissors. A bad feeling crept over Kazumi, and she broke out in a cold sweat. And sure enough, her brother began to cut into her underwear.
"No way!"
Tamotsu cut a large section of the crotch area of Kazumi's shorts with scissors, exposing her private parts.
"Look, it's soaking wet. It's like it's been washed."
When I thrust the piece of underwear I'd cut out in front of my sister's nose, she turned her face away, blushing bright red. In fact, it was so soaking wet that I thought it might drip if you squeezed it.
"Heh heh, this isn't just my sperm, is it?"
As he said this, Ho played with Kazumi's sensitive flesh with his fingertips through the hole he had cut out of her shorts.
"Ah! Oh! Mmm!!"
Kazumi writhed in agony, and she couldn't stand without putting her hands on the kitchen counter to support herself.
"You're really sensitive, aren't you? It just keeps overflowing."
"No way, but... Mmmph!"
As Tamotsu's fingertips began to play with her, they slipped between Kazumi's lips, and a soft moan escaped her lips. Because she was more than wet enough, his fingers easily slid inside her.
"Hmm, this should be enough to loosen it up."
"?"
Kazumi couldn't quite make out what her brother was muttering, but even if she could, it would have been difficult to understand.
He searched his pockets where his sister couldn't see, pulled out something that looked like a shocking pink capsule, and pressed it against her private parts.
"Huh? What?"
Kazumi was bewildered by the strange feeling, but Ignoring her, Tamotsu pushed it into his sister's womb. You can probably guess now. He was going to use the vibrator on his own sister.
"Ah! What? What did you just put in there?!"
"Well, I wonder what it is."
With a grin, Ho took the controller out of his pocket and flipped it on.
"Huh!?"
A voice even higher pitched up. Her body jumped, and Kazumi's whole body tensed. A mechanical, inorganic vibration suddenly erupted from deep within her. Kazumi was bewildered by this different sensation than what her brother had done to her before.
"Ah, no, mm! Mmm!"
"Heh heh, do you like it?"
Seeing Kazumi's reaction, Tamotsu smiled lewdly and operated the controller.
"Huh?! It's bouncing around inside my stomach, huh!"
Kazumi was now finding it difficult to even stand, and she had to lean her upper body against the kitchen counter and cling to it to maintain her posture.
"Hehehe, does it feel that good? It's a different feeling than fingers or that thing, isn't it?"
Her pubic area, bordered by relatively modest pubic hair, was being played with, while the vibrator embedded inside her womb uncontrollably stimulated Kazumi's senses. She could no longer stand and slumped to the ground.
"Hey, hey, you can't just sit there. Stand up properly."
Saying that, Tamotsu placed one index finger of his right hand on the rotor inside Kazumi and pulled it upwards, pushing it in firmly.
"Hnn!"
Kazumi's hips lifted as she felt the vibrations deeper inside than ever before, but Tamotsu's fingers followed, moving upward, forcing her to stand up.
"Hey, dinner's not ready yet. Get it done."
He urges his sister on from behind as she stands up, but in reality, his fingers have slipped deep into the cleft between her legs, poking and moving her sensitive parts.
Kazumi shuffled along the table with unsteady steps, placing the food on it. She distributed two plates of French toast, poured drip coffee from the coffee maker into mugs, and placed the steaming mugs in front of the two of them. There was also an amber-colored bottle of maple syrup on the table, and it was the custom in this house for each person to take some and pour it over their French toast.
Tamotsu poured plenty of maple syrup over the French toast, which was nicely browned, then cut a large piece with his knife and devoured it heartily.
"Hmm, it's been a while since I've had your French toast, and it's really good."
Amidst the sweet scent, Kazumi sat down, but she didn't touch the knife and fork on the table. In fact, she seemed restless and fidgety even while seated. This was understandable, as she was still being made to sit and eat with the vibrator inside her womb. The controller was tucked into the elastic of her shorts, but of course, she wasn't allowed to touch it.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to eat? It's delicious, you know?"
"..."
She glared at her brother with resentful eyes, but Tamotsu didn't seem to care at all.
"Oh, keep your chest the same."
Kazumi's D-cup breasts are exposed from both sides, as if sandwiched between her apron, but it seems she won't be allowed to adjust them.
"Hey, big brother? Could you get this for me?"
"which one?"
"This...the thing inside..."
"Where is it?"
He acts spitefully, pretending not to understand, trying to trick her into saying something embarrassing.
"Inside... me"
"Where are you?"
With a smug grin on his face, he popped a bite of French toast into his mouth.
At this point, it was clear that she had no intention of taking it. Giving up, Kazumi tried to endure and eat her meal as is.
"cormorant……"
Kazumi's body began to tremble as intermittent eruptions of pleasure surged from between her legs. She picked up a knife and fork, but couldn't quite manage to reach the French toast with them. Moreover, sitting down in the chair caused her buttocks to clench, intensifying the pleasure even further.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ignoring her sister writhing in agony at the dining table, Tamotsu, who had finished his meal, stood behind her. Kazumi had a bad feeling, but she didn't have the luxury of worrying about such things right now.
As expected, Tamotsu stretched out both arms and grabbed Kazumi's exposed, ample breasts.
"Haun"
Even though I could have expected it, when I was actually caressed, I felt like I was melting from the core of my body with a sweet urge.
"Do this here."
Saying that, Tamotsu pinched his sister's hardened nipples and teased them by kneading them.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ahn"
Kazumi closed her eyes and arched her back against the overwhelming pleasure. She rubbed her thighs together even harder and squirmed uncomfortably.
"See? You're going to eat it, aren't you?"
Saying that, Tamotsu took a slice of French toast from the plate in front of his sister with his fork and brought it to her mouth. When Kazumi saw it and slightly opened her mouth, he quickly pushed the slice in and fed it to her.
"Hmmmm?!"
A single drop of maple syrup dripped from the corner of her mouth.
She was able to eat, but honestly, Kazumi couldn't really taste it. She no longer had the luxury of doing so. That was her current state.
Nevertheless, I somehow manage to finish the French toast, washing it down with coffee from my favorite large mug. Some parts were half-forced into my mouth, so my mouth and chest are sticky, but I can't worry about that.
The meal was over, but Kazumi was not yet free. The vibrator between her legs was still working energetically.
"Hehe, Kazumi is so sloppy. She's made such a mess."
Saying that, Tamotsu leaned closer to her and began licking his sister's mouth with his tongue.
"Ah, no! Big brother, stop!"
That said, her resistance was weak; she only turned her face away slightly and didn't seriously try to escape.
At first, Tamotsu's tongue was only around her mouth, but soon it began to crawl all over Kazumi's face.
"Ugh"
It let out a small groan, but showed no further signs of resistance.
"You're so cute, Kazumi, I could just eat you up."
Saying this, Tamotsu wrapped his arms around his sister, who was standing, and untied the strings of her apron behind her back, letting it fall to the floor, leaving her in just her shorts. All the while, Kazumi's face continued to be violated by her brother's tongue, and he began to touch her body, now only in her underwear, with both hands in a lewd manner, like a slug crawling around.
"Huh, uh, uh, mmmmmm"
A pink sigh escaped my sister's pink lips, revealing that her body was burning with heat from the core. There was no longer even a hint of rejection.
The two are sucking each other's tongues and exchanging saliva. Kazumi's arms are only wrapped around her brother's waist, but Tamotsu's arms are stroking his sister's bare back, her sides, her thighs, her upper arms, and her buttocks encased in shorts.
"Ahhh!"
Occasionally, Tamotsu would tug at the hem of his sister's shorts, applying subtle pressure to the mischievous capsule embedded in her crotch, and each time Kazumi would writhe in agony.
"Oh, big brother, I... I can't anymore."
"Do you want mine?"
Hearing that, Kazumi's face turned bright red and she averted her gaze. It seemed she was still hesitant to initiate anything herself.



"Huh? Oh, no way. That's embarrassing."
Kazumi pleads with her brother, who is standing behind her, but of course, he won't listen.
She has her hands on the kitchen counter, her hips thrusting backward. Her hips are covered by underwear, but that's all. In a way, it might be more provocative than being naked. And because she's aware of it, her embarrassment seems all the more intense.
"Hmph, after doing this to this place, there's nothing to be ashamed of now."
As he said that, Tamotsu reached his finger to the crotch of his sister's underwear, and it was so wet that it almost made a squelching sound, and he could clearly feel the wetness on his finger. When he pushed further, it sank in, becoming warm and moist.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."
Kazumi felt the strength drain from her lower body and hastily gripped the kitchen counter again. But her brother's fingers didn't stop. On the contrary, the number of fingers increased from one to two. Her brother's uninhibited fingers were trying to slip into Kazumi's sensitive spots, underwear and all.
It was like a sponge soaked with water, and it was also hot. Tamotsu's fingers advanced, parting the lips that tried to take it in through her underwear, and he felt something hard at the tip. It was trembling slightly. It was the vibrator he had embedded earlier. This was stimulating Kazumi's sensitive flesh, causing her to drip with hot nectar.
"Do you like this, hmm?"
As he said this, he poked the obscene toy he had embedded deep inside her body with his fingertips.
"Hic! Mmm! Woof!"
Kazumi couldn't control her body, which was reacting involuntarily. Amused by his sister's body, Tamotsu poked her for a while, but then he stopped and slowly wiped his wet fingers on the panties Kazumi was wearing.
"?"
Kazumi didn't understand what her brother was trying to do. But then she felt the ripped part of her shorts' crotch spread open, and she understood what her brother was thinking.
"Hey! No, big brother! We can't do that as siblings!"
"What are you talking about now? We did plenty of it last night, didn't we?"
Exposed to the outside air, Kazumi's private parts are bare, glistening and reflecting the dining room light. The pink cord extending from the folds of her lips is particularly suggestive.
"I wonder what it will be like if I leave this in?"
Saying that, Tamotsu lightly tugged the cord of the vibrator he had inserted into his sister's body a few times.
"Ah! No! Stop! Take it out!"
She pleaded in a half-panicked voice. What scared her the most was the uncertainty of what would happen.
"I see. Well, I'll pull it out then."
Tamotsu begins to pull out the rotor's cord, but he does so incredibly slowly that each movement feels distinctly Kazumi's, which only serves to arouse her even more.
"Heh! Please, pull it out in one go!"
But Tamotsu grinned and still only pulled it out slowly. In fact, as soon as the head of the rotor peeked out near the entrance, he loosened his grip. As a result, Kazumi's flesh swallowed the pink egg back into her womb.
"Haaaaaaah!"
A tingling sensation of pleasure ran down Kazumi's spine, causing her to writhe in pleasure. She was aware that her voice was seductive, but there was nothing she could do about it.
"Don't you want me to pull it out? If you keep swallowing it yourself, it'll never come out."
Tamotsu pointed it out as if mocking me, but I couldn't say anything in return. I didn't even have the energy to retort.
"You can't keep having all the fun by yourself forever."
With a slightly irritated voice, Ho said this and easily pulled out the rotor. The pink plastic lump offered only slight resistance before revealing itself covered in mucus.
"Hakun!"
It was so sudden that Kazumi was shocked as if by an electric current. Her body jumped in surprise, but Tamotsu didn't seem to care at all.
He placed his hand on his sister's waist, unzipped his pants with his right hand, and grabbed his penis from inside. It was already hard and erect.
"fire……"
Kazumi gasped as she turned around. Though it was a little strange for her to be surprised now, since she had already seen it the night before, it was still a source of terror for her. Even though she had felt pleasure, the fear wouldn't disappear so easily.
It was already more than hard enough, and pre-ejaculatory fluid was already leaking from the tip.
"She's so wet, we won't even need foreplay."
With that, he pushed his alter ego into the gap between his sister's soft flesh.
"Whoosh! Aaaaaaah!!"
With almost no resistance, Tamotsu's glans slid smoothly into Kazumi. A sly smile played on his lips as Tamotsu thrust his hips forward.
"This is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
With a cry that could be interpreted as either a scream or a cry of joy, Kazumi trembled all over in response to her brother's intrusion. Her brother's penis pushed deeper and deeper, as if wading through a muddy swamp.
"Ah... no... it's too deep...!"
"We're only halfway there."
Kazumi's body arches upward. Tamotsu grabs her hips with both hands as she tries to escape, and thrusts deeper inside her.
The clinging mucous membrane gently wrapped around Tamotsu's penis, enveloping him in a pleasant embrace. Tamotsu slowly closed his eyelids and thrust his hips forward.
"Ahhh!"
Kazumi let out a choked cry and widened her eyes.
"It reached all the way in. You can see that, right?"
He moves his lewd, grinding rod back and forth as he asks his sister a question, but the thrusting motion against her uterus doesn't give her time to answer.
"Hmm, so this is your uterus, right? How does it feel to have your own brother thrusting into your uterus?"
"Ah... no"
"What are you talking about now? There's no way you'd dislike it now, especially since you're holding onto your brother's so tightly."
When Tamotsu lightly slapped Kazumi's buttocks with his open hand, a dry sound echoed in the dining room. It must have been because they were well-toned. And each time the sound rang out, an electric shock ran down Kazumi's spine.
"Hmph!"
From the close embrace of their waists, he could feel Kazumi's body heat and softness. It wasn't the same as his younger sister's from his memories, but the unmistakable body of a woman. Something snapped inside Tamotsu.
Once he pulled his hips back slightly, he gained momentum and thrust forcefully into his sister.
"Kyaaah!"
Kazumi instinctively clenched her fists and gritted her teeth to endure the torrent of pleasure. No, it was going beyond pleasure. For someone with so little experience, her brother's attack was too intense, and his penis was too big.
The pleasure washed over Kazumi like a tsunami, quickly shattering the dam of her reason. Already somewhat swept away, she finally succumbed to her brother's advances.
"Ahhh! That's good!!"
The words came out spontaneously, but Kazumi didn't understand what they meant. But Tamotsu was different.
"Hehe, I see, you're starting to feel good. Well, I guess I'll have to give you a little extra service then."
Then she began grinding her hips vigorously. Mucus was bubbling and gushing out from where the two of them were joined.
"Ahhh! Oh! Deeper! Deeper feels good!"
Forgetting that she was in the dining room, Kazumi raised her voice.
"Inside? Where is that? Tell me."
"My uterus! My uterus feels so good!"
"I see. Well, how about this?"
Tamotsu firmly grasped his sister's hipbones with both hands and thrust his hips forward with force.
"Agh! No! I'm going to die! I'm going to dieeeee!"
The part of him that struck her, thrusting upwards into her uterus, violently pounded into Kazumi's soft internal organs, as if trying to drag her into a world she had never experienced before. The terror sent her into a panic.
Kazumi could no longer support her upper body with her arms and had collapsed face down on the kitchen counter. Perhaps because this made it easier for her to lift her hips, Tamotsu pressed his arms tightly against her lower body, holding her from below.
"No! My stomach's going to get all messed up! Ahh!"
It might be more accurate to say that they're throwing each other around with their hips rather than thrusting. That's how intense the piston-like movements are between these real siblings. And it's still morning, in the kitchen.
As Tamotsu rhythmically shook his hips, Kazumi was becoming breathless.
"Ah! Oh! Ah! No! Hiii!"
She was almost speechless. This overwhelming pleasure was still too much for Kazumi.
Tamotsu grabbed the two breasts that were spilling out of the apron and rolled the fleshy tips between his fingertips.
"Yay! Boobs feel good! Boobs feel so good!"
Her erect nipples were played with by Tamotsu's fingertips, sending a burning sensation to Kazumi. In response, she tightened her muscles around her brother's penis, which she had swallowed inside her womb.
"Hmph, I guess I'm reaching my limit now."
In terms of experience, Tamotsu was not much different from Kazumi, and he too was beginning to feel a tingling, burning sensation as he was about to ejaculate. His painfully engorged penis seemed on the verge of exploding.
"Kazumi, I'm going to pour a lot of my semen into your womb right now."
"Huh?" Kazumi stopped moving. Her eyes suddenly focused, and her expression froze.
"W-wait! Not inside! Stop inside! I'll get pregnant!"
"I've already released so much since yesterday, what are you talking about? If I get pregnant, I can just have an abortion."
"No way!" she almost protested, but the words were forced down her throat. It was because Tamotsu thrust his hips forward again, and her mind went blank. Despite saying she was at her limit, his movements remained intense, and it seemed like Kazumi would reach her limit first. With Tamotsu going full throttle as if in a final sprint, Kazumi was rapidly approaching her peak.
"Aa
Kazumi arches her back and trembles all over. Tamotsu, who was holding her from behind, gripping her chest, is almost thrown off, but their lower bodies remain pressed together.
In retaliation, Tamotsu removed one hand from his sister's chest and reached for the only thing she was wearing: her underwear.
"!!"
Kazumi jumped with a jolt, but no sound came out. She didn't have the presence of mind to react.
Tamotsu pulled aside his sister's shorts, exposing her clitoris, and then touched it directly.
"Wow, it's really tight. I feel like I'm going to come right away."
She wanted to beg him to stop, but she was not in a state to do so. High waves surged up from the core of her body one after another, and each time Kazumi was forcibly pushed higher, her consciousness fading, and her body becoming uncontrollable. At the same time, she noticed a sensation like a burning mass rising up inside her.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
"It's coming out! I'm going to let it out!"
"Aa
As Kazumi was pushed to the highest peak of her pleasure ever, she let out a scream that could be interpreted as either despair or ecstasy.
A single tear rolled down her cheek as she felt the warmth deep within her body.



The sun had already set, and it was completely dark outside, but it was only a little past eight o'clock, and there were still many figures on the street that looked like they were on their way home from work.
"Hey, hey, let's just stop, big brother. I can't do it."
Kazumi looked out the front door and said, "I'm clad in a T-shirt and a miniskirt. However, both look quite tight, and the skirt is so short that you could see my underwear if I don't pull the hem up with my hand."
That's no surprise, as these two outfits are from Kazumi's middle school days, so it's only natural they're too small. The T-shirt is so tight that the shape of her breasts is clearly visible. And from that, you can tell that Kazumi isn't wearing a bra. The miniskirt is even worse. The hem is incredibly short, so half of her buttocks are visible from behind, and her V-zone is peeking out from the front. Because of this, it's also very clear that what she's wearing isn't ordinary underwear.
"If you don't go quickly, I'll strip you naked and throw you outside."
Tamotsu said this with a straight face. It seems like he'd be capable of something like that now.
In fact, Tamotsu had ordered his sister to go to the convenience store and buy some items. He had specifically requested adult magazines and condoms—items that would be quite uncomfortable for a woman to buy. Being told to go buy them while dressed like an exhibitionist is practically torture.
Furthermore, what she was wearing under her skirt wasn't underwear. From behind, it might look like a rather revealing string outfit, but from the front, it barely covered her private parts. And what was covering them wasn't fabric, but a rotor made of hard plastic that could be remotely controlled. Of course, that remote control was in Ho's possession.
"Come on, just get on with it."
With that, Tamotsu pushed Kazumi out the front door, sending her outside.
There were a few people visible on the street, but luckily they were all a little distance away from Kazumi. The convenience store was just a stone's throw away, but to get there she would have to cross the bus route. If she was not careful, she might end up in front of a car's headlights. Of course, if that happened, her bizarre outfit would be impossible to miss for the drivers, and she would also stand out to everyone around her. Kazumi wanted to avoid that situation at all costs. She frantically pulled down the hem of her skirt to hide herself as she started walking towards the convenience store. Of course, she knew that doing so would only make her more noticeable, but as a woman, she couldn't help but do it. She really wanted to hide her chest as well, but she didn't have the energy to do so, so she gave up.
Kazumi looked left and right, waiting for a break in the traffic to step across the road. At that very moment, a car parked on the shoulder suddenly turned on its headlights.
"picture?"
Kazumi finds herself in a state reminiscent of an actress bathed in the spotlight on a stage. However, that stage is a strip club.
"Ah! No!"
In a panic, Kazumi fled from the car onto the sidewalk. How did it look to the driver? To those around her? A flood of thoughts raced through her mind, and she felt an overwhelming urge to crouch down on the spot. But then, a sudden impact dispelled that thought.
"Hyaa
Kazumi froze as a sudden wave of pleasure pierced her body and soul. Tamotsu had operated the remote control and activated the vibrator. The vibrator, now in motion, was pressed tightly against her clitoris, and the sensation, which could only be described as an electric shock, almost made her gasp, forgetting that she was on the street. She somehow managed to summon her composure and started walking down the street towards the convenience store, but her mind was consumed by the pleasure that was erupting from the center of her body like a geyser. She was tempted to reach out and indulge in self-gratification, but she managed to restrain herself.
Even though it was getting dark, there were still a few people walking down the street. Kazumi felt like everyone she passed or who went past her was looking at her, and her heart started pounding so hard she thought it would jump out of her chest.
(I'm standing outside right now, dressed like an exhibitionist.)
This thought took over Kazumi's mind, and she couldn't think of anything else. She tried to take a step towards the convenience store, but with each step, the vibrator between her legs burned to the core of her body. She tried to act as if nothing was wrong, but her steps became awkward, and a pained expression appeared on her face. People passing by looked at her, wondering what was going on, and then walked past.
The walk to the convenience store, which normally takes less than five minutes, felt more than ten times longer this time. But when she reached the front of the store, Kazumi stopped in her tracks.
The inside of the store was brighter than I expected. Now that I think about it, convenience stores are always brightly lit, but I had completely forgotten that. There were a few customers inside and one employee behind the counter. All of them were men. Two of them were browsing magazines, but I couldn't see much more of what was going on inside from the outside.
Kazumi hesitated. But realizing that standing there would only expose her to the eyes of passersby, she decided to take the plunge and enter the shop.
"welcome……!"
A store clerk noticed Kazumi entering the store and called out to her, but was almost speechless by the end of the conversation. That alone was enough to make her want to run away, but at the same time, she also sensed something. She continued further inside the store. There were two people in front of the magazine section. One looked like a student. He was browsing men's magazines, but kept glancing at Kazumi. He probably thought he was looking discreetly, but it was clear that he was completely preoccupied with Kazumi. He was still somewhat cute, but the other man, who looked like a salaryman on his way home from work, looked up from the comic book he was holding and stared at Kazumi without any hesitation. He wasn't just looking. He even had a lewd grin on his face, as if he was clearly having some obscene thoughts. The sight of his eyes sent a shiver down Kazumi's spine.
Kazumi moved towards the back of the store, slipping past the two men. The student-like man followed her only with his eyes, but the businessman-like man subtly moved closer, clearly intending to touch her. She wasn't entirely uninterested in the idea of a groping scenario, but she didn't want to be touched by a middle-aged man who wasn't her type, so she managed to avoid the lecherous old man's hand by cleverly shifting her timing.
At the very back of the magazine section was the adult magazine corner. Kazumi stood in front of it, but couldn't bring herself to pick one up. The rack in front of her was lined with glamour magazines and comic books. On the cover of each one, a beautiful woman was staring at her in a revealing pose. Kazumi felt as if she were one of them. The T-shirt she wore in middle school was too small and didn't hide the details of her body at all. Kazumi even began to feel as if she were standing naked in front of people. Her head felt so hot that it was hazy, and her body felt light and floaty.
When Kazumi looked back at the rack, she saw a group of women in revealing outfits all staring at her at once. Unable to think straight, Kazumi picked up a nearby glamour magazine. It featured a woman with heavy makeup and lingerie that seemed to emphasize rather than conceal, sporting a very suggestive smile.
(Do I look like this too?)
Kazumi couldn't think straight and picked up a glamour magazine. It was a rather unusual magazine for this day and age, with a woman on the cover wearing something like a sheer negligee. She no longer seemed to mind the stares of the two men beside her. No, it wasn't that she didn't mind them at all, but rather that she no longer felt embarrassed or distressed by them. Yes, she was now getting excited by the gazes of others.
Next, Kazumi moved through the store, grabbed a small box of condoms, and headed to the cashier. She could see the cashier glancing at her as they scanned the barcode. She noticed another male customer standing in line right behind her, but pretended not to notice and pulled up the front of her skirt. Of course, the back of her skirt was pulled up as well, and her private parts might be exposed, but at that moment, she was even enjoying it.
"That will be 1,302 yen."
"Huh? Huh?!"
The store clerk and the customer behind her were startled. Of course they were. Anyone would be surprised if a female customer suddenly started writhing in agony in public. This was, of course, the result of Tamotsu operating the remote control from outside the store, but not only others, but even Kazumi herself, never knew when the vibrator attached to her body might start acting up, so if she let her guard down, she'd end up being publicly humiliated like this.
Nevertheless, after somehow paying the bill, I left the store, using the power of reason to restrain my hand from unconsciously reaching for my crotch.
"Huh?!"
I almost collapsed on the spot. Suddenly, I was hit by a sensation like an explosion in the center of my body. The vibration occurred while I was walking, but it must have happened at the exact moment my clitoris was pressed against it, because a spark like I had never experienced before swept through the back of my eyes, and for a moment I almost lost consciousness. I couldn't put any strength into my knees and couldn't move forward. All the while the vibration didn't stop, and my hips started to twitch uncontrollably.
The store lights still shone on her in front of the convenience store, making her clothes visible in detail. Passersby looked at her with curious or contemptuous eyes as they went by.
Meanwhile, Kazumi was losing consciousness and could barely move. Her mind was filled with pink thoughts, and she felt like she was about to start fondling her own private parts. She was almost forgetting that she was on a road.
"Haa, haa, haa, haa"
He roughly grabbed her breast with one hand and slowly began to knead it. In the back of her mind, she was desperately trying to stop him, but her body no longer listened to reason.
"That's enough."
Startled by someone's voice, I looked up and saw my brother standing there with a nasty, creepy grin on his face. Suddenly, I understood what I had been doing and felt so ashamed I could almost go crazy.
"To grope breasts on the side of the road, she's become quite the slutty nymphomaniac."
"Ugh"
I'm so embarrassed I want to run away. But my lower body feels numb and I can't move. The vibrator is still working.
"Come on, stand up. You can't move if you don't stand up."
Immediately after saying that, Tamotsu whispered in his sister's ear.
"I'll make you feel so good you'll lose control of your legs."
My whole body shivered. Just imagining it made me feel like I might lose consciousness. Somewhere in my head, my reason was blaring a loud alarm, but I didn't pay any attention to it at all.
"Look"
With that, he pulled her up with more force than she had expected, and she was made to stand in his arms. His surprisingly strong arms supported her.
With his arm around his sister's shoulder, Tamotsu headed home. To an outsider, they might look like a close couple, but what would the reaction be if people knew this was a twisted sibling love?
As they walked, Tamotsu would occasionally bump his hips into Kazumi, causing her body to sway irregularly.
"Ah! Kyaah!"
This was certainly not just lovers fooling around. He was making Kazumi's legs get tangled, causing the vibrations of the vibrator at the center to become random. When her legs got tangled and crossed, the vibrator was pressed harder against her clitoris. Having been subjected to this on the way home, even though she had only walked a short distance, Kazumi's consciousness was almost reaching its peak.
"There we are, we've arrived."
Tamotsu opened the door, and as if pushed by him, Kazumi entered the entrance hall.
It struck me suddenly when I bent down to take off my shoes.
Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
"Hyaah, kuaaah!"
The unique sound and vibrations, unlike anything she had experienced before, made Kazumi gasp, forgetting that she was in the entrance hall.
"I've kept you waiting for quite a while. You've also managed to do your shopping properly, so as a reward, I'll let you have a little fun."
"No way, not in a place like this?!"
The vibrations of the 100V power supply, which are completely different from the battery power supply she'd been using before, mercilessly strip away Kazumi's rational thinking.
"Ahh! No! Stop! Not here! Ahh! Someone will see us!"
"So that's fine, isn't it? You want to be seen too, right? You're so wild when you're outside."
"Th-that's...! Ahh!"
Unable to stand any longer at the front door, Kazumi collapses to the ground. Still, Tamotsu doesn't let go of his sister and continues to press the electric massager against her, causing Kazumi to writhe and thrash on the doormat. But the massager doesn't come down.
"Hyaah! Fukkaa
It's practically a scream now. And it's gotten out of control, so the sound is so loud it seems like it could be heard all the way out onto the street from the wide-open front door.
Her miniskirt was pulled up, revealing even her electric panties, which didn't seem to function as underwear, and her sweaty thighs writhed seductively.
"Hmph!!"
Kazumi let out a faint cry, her eyes wide, her chin jutting out, and trembling. Soon, she collapsed to the ground as if all the air had been drained from her.
"Did you come? You're a quick learner, even though you only lost your virginity recently."
Saying that, Ho lifted his exhausted sister's skirt and took off her black, belt-like electric panties.
"Huh?"
With my mind in a daze, I couldn't immediately understand what my brother was trying to do.
Tamotsu sat down on the porch and had his sister sit on his lap. Of course, his penis was hard and erect, pointing straight up to the sky.
Kazumi only realized it when the tip touched her vulva.
"What?! Wait a minute!! The door's still open?!"
"It's so wet, it'll go in easily."
Even as she said this, Kazumi's hips slowly slid down onto Tamotsu.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
Kazumi gritted her teeth and cursed herself for being unable to stop her hips from moving downwards, even as her whole body trembled.
"Hmm, it's tightening quite a bit. Is it because I might be being watched?"
"No! Don't say that!"
Seeing his sister resisting helplessly, Tamotsu smirked and then suddenly stood up.
"Huh?! Wait, ahh!"
She was positioned facing outwards from the entrance, receiving Tamotsu's penis from behind. Kazumi could see people walking by in her line of sight.
"No! This is a bit much! I don't like it!"
"If you make too much noise, everyone will look over here."
With a grin on his face, Ho slammed his hips against me. He was hitting my fleshy buttocks from behind, making loud slapping sounds.
"Fuguh! Mmm! Mmm!"
I frantically tried to suppress the voice that was about to burst out, but it was no use trying to hold it in.
Kazumi desperately tried to support herself against the wall, because otherwise she felt like she would collapse right there.
"Haa, haa, haa, big brother, please, just let me go."
"Forgive me? But it seems like they're not in the mood."
With that, Tamotsu thrust his penis in with force. Foamy mucus oozed from between them, wetting Kazumi's thighs.
"Ahhh! Oh! That feels good!"
Unintentionally, Kazumi's honest feelings spilled out of her mouth.
She arches her back, pushing her breasts outwards through her braless T-shirt. Ho grabs them from behind with one hand.
"Hmph!"
The moment he was crushed, he let out a choked cry, but he didn't shake off his brother's hand; in fact, he seemed to be actively accepting it.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
I was aware that my voice was gradually getting higher, but there was nothing I could do about it. I could see figures moving about in the dim light in my field of vision, and I thought I knew what to do, but my body was no longer under my control.
She could feel her body temperature rising. She could feel her core burning. Kazumi was confused, feeling guilty that this was happening because of her own brother, yet also realizing that she was excited by the situation itself.
"Look, it'll be soon."
Tamotsu grabbed his sister's wrists and pulled her from behind as if he were pulling on reins, thrusting his hips in time with her movements.
His hips rhythmically struck Kazumi's buttocks, creating a loud slapping sound that echoed from the entrance all the way outside, but it seemed no one noticed.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! That feels good! That feels so good!"
She couldn't think straight anymore. Kazumi's mind went completely blank, and all sense of morality and reason vanished. All she could think about was devouring the pleasure before her. At that moment, the fact that she was in a forbidden relationship with her brother vanished from her mind as well.
"Ugh, it's about to come out!"
Saying that, Tamotsu began to grind his hips forcefully. It felt as if the center of her body was being roughly stirred up, and Kazumi let out a cry that was almost a scream. And immediately afterward, a hot sensation she had never felt before flooded her insides.
"Aa
It was a voice that could easily be heard all the way down the street. Her ample breasts, encased in her T-shirt, were thrust forward as she arched her back, and even in this darkness, the tips of her nipples were clearly visible, making it seem as if they could be seen from the street.
Receiving her brother's gushing fluids into her vagina, her heated body reached its climax in an instant. She no longer cared that he was her own brother or that they might be seen from outside. All that remained was carnal desire.
Kazumi felt her own flesh tightly gripping Tamotsu's rigid penis.
"Whoa!"
It wasn't something she did consciously. But Kazumi found the sensation pleasant.
"It feels like I'm being sucked dry. It's so pleasant..."
Tamotsu let out a dreamy sigh behind her. Kazumi felt Tamotsu's body regain its strength inside her. A sticky fluid oozed from between them and dripped down Kazumi's thighs.
"Big brother, it's hard again."
"What, do you want me to stir it up more?"
Without answering, Kazumi chuckled and tightened her honey pot.
With a grin, Ho began to thrust his now-hardened penis into his sister's secret cavity.
"Ah! Ow! Ah! Woohoo!"
Even though we were right at the front door, the voices were higher pitched than before. And it wasn't just the voices. The dry, rhythmic thud of flesh hitting flesh, and the wet, sticky sloshing of water stirring the muddy meat, were all so loud it seemed as if they were deliberately trying to be heard outside.
"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!"
Kazumi lets out a scream that can only be described as a shriek. At this point, it's hard to distinguish between cries of pleasure and cries of pain.
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Kazumi was groaning, her hair disheveled. Tamotsu released the hand he had been holding onto his sister, pulled her closer, grabbed her breast through her T-shirt, and pinched and kneaded the nipple with his fingers. Kazumi turned her head and her tongue intertwined with her brother's behind her.
"Mmm... mmm, ah, mmm"
The brother and sister greedily exchange each other's saliva.
"Big brother, I can't anymore..."
"Do you want it inside again?"
Kazumi remained silent, looking down, but eventually nodded slightly.
Immediately afterward, he thrust his hips in with full force, and Kazumi almost stopped breathing.
"Ah...! Oh...!"
It opened and closed its mouth, but was so panicked that it couldn't properly inhale air.
"There, how about this?"
As he thrusts deeper once more, Tamotsu's penis explodes again, burning Kazumi's internal organs to ashes.
"It's so hot..."
With a dreamy look in her eyes, Kazumi said only that, then closed her eyes as if falling asleep.



"I'm home. Ah, I'm so tired."
"Welcome back. How was your trip?"
The next day, Kazumi greets her parents when they return from their trip. As usual, Tamotsu remains holed up in his room.
"That's good. You should have come too."
I respond to such parents with an ambiguous smile.
"Huh? Kazumi, you had a skirt that short?"
"Oh, I pulled it out because it's hot."
When she answered, she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt; instead, a thick vibrator that Tamotsu had given her was thrust inside, kneading and further softening Kazumi's soft flesh.

 

[Kainep]

@mohito @PSLbbc @pashanimair @LTNhell63 @Outlander

 

[ghenghis]

 

[callard]

not a single atom

 

[LTNhell63]

I'll read ts later bruv

 

[iabsolvenico]

dnr.......

 

[primal_shitmuncher]

bro cai and polybuzz ai exist for a reason

 

[E moment]

bro cai and polybuzz ai exist for a reason

yeah but there shit

 

[Ruinedbyfaceshape]

Every molecule

 

[primal_shitmuncher]

yeah but there shit

there's gotta be like porn audio roleplays or sm then wasting ur time typing this out is doin way too much

(op probably copy-pasted or used ai but still )

 

[E moment]

there's gotta be like porn audio roleplays or sm then wasting ur time typing this out is doin way too much

(op probably copy-pasted or used ai but still )

nah i get off to just words from ai tbh, but they have such shitty memory bro it pmo

 

[E moment]

Nah i couldn't be fucked finishing and skipped to the end, is it like those usaul ones where the girl starts liking it? cuz I cant really tell by the last paragraphs, if it is tho that shit pmo.

 

[mohito]

Not yaoi = not care

 

[primal_shitmuncher]

nah i get off to just words from ai tbh, but they have such shitty memory bro it pmo

damn we all have our tastes i guess

as long as you're not fucking minors, animals or dead bodies ur good

 

[E moment]

damn we all have our tastes i guess

as long as you're not fucking minors, animals or dead bodies ur good

I don't like jerking off to ai thats shit tho but i do get hard. Maybe one day ai gets so good there ai images to every message and includes audio to

 

[primal_shitmuncher]

I don't like jerking off to ai thats shit tho but i do get hard. Maybe one day ai gets so good there ai images to every message and includes audio to

i mean i do too, but not to descriptions of two people having sex, more so just a girl fucking you ykwim

 

[E moment]

i mean i do too, but not to descriptions of two people having sex, more so just a girl fucking you ykwim

yeah obv not 2 ppl having sex. But maybe it is cuz i put on a different persona when talking to ai

 

[lnceIs]

This ain't it

 

[primal_shitmuncher]

yeah obv not 2 ppl having sex. But maybe it is cuz i put on a different persona when talking to ai

me too i always used to larp as a prettyboy chad jfl

i quit a while ago though, mainly cuz the ai was trash, never really got back into it

 

[E moment]

me too i always used to larp as a prettyboy chad jfl

i quit a while ago though, mainly cuz the ai was trash, never really got back into it

same tbh. I hate how the ai has shit memory it genuinely pisses me off.

 

[primal_shitmuncher]

same tbh. I hate how the ai has shit memory it genuinely pisses me off.

yeah and does the ai ever talk for your character? or like can't hold a fucking conversation and make it interesting?

 

[E moment]

yeah and does the ai ever talk for your character? or like can't hold a fucking conversation and make it interesting?

Bro yeah deadass, like i put my name, but sometimes they call me my username, and suddenly my username meets the name i put on my persona. And then i try get out of it but then the ai switches to my character like wtf.

 

[primal_shitmuncher]

Bro yeah deadass, like i put my name, but sometimes they call me my username, and suddenly my username meets the name i put on my persona. And then i try get out of it but then the ai switches to my character like wtf.

ifkr, genuine buns

have you ever had the 'can i ask you a question' experience

 

[E moment]

ifkr, genuine buns

have you ever had the 'can i ask you a question' experience

Yes bro that is so annoying, have u had truth or dare? what about after the ai instantly making it night time?

 

[Bars]

We're so back

 

[primal_shitmuncher]

Yes bro that is so annoying, have u had truth or dare? what about after the ai instantly making it night time?

dunno much abt truth or dare or they always wanna do spin the bottle or some other game 12 year olds play

ai always changes the setting too, like i spent a long-ass time making my character fit an aesthetic with their room, the way they dress, mannerisms, etc. and the ai always fucking forgets it

 

[E moment]

dunno much abt truth or dare or they always wanna do spin the bottle or some other game 12 year olds play

ai always changes the setting too, like i spent a long-ass time making my character fit an aesthetic with their room, the way they dress, mannerisms, etc. and the ai always fucking forgets it

Bro as soon as you have a spicy interaction or as soon as you go to sleep, they forget everything bro

 

[primal_shitmuncher]

Bro as soon as you have a spicy interaction or as soon as you go to sleep, they forget everything bro

omg ikr, like after cracking there's genuinely no point. lik what do you even do afterward.

living normal life is boring asl after that, and the bot always forgets the interesting situation or world the roleplay started in

 

[E moment]

omg ikr, like after cracking there's genuinely no point. lik what do you even do afterward.

living normal life is boring asl after that, and the bot always forgets the interesting situation or world the roleplay started in

bro you know when the ai forgets shit and its not going away so you have to make the ai do stuff like saying *she ___*

 

[PSLbbc]

Done

 

[Nathan Fielder]

Hot!

 

[Kainep]

bro cai and polybuzz ai exist for a reason

i don like ai boyo

 

[Kainep]

Nah i couldn't be fucked finishing and skipped to the end, is it like those usaul ones where the girl starts liking it? cuz I cant really tell by the last paragraphs, if it is tho that shit pmo.

the author is japanese so yeah those one

 

[Kainep]

not a single atom

just goon nigga u failing ap physics anyway

 

[psltristan1]

Typa bullshit xangsane would post

 

[piec]

very first sentece: incest


total gook death

 

[shaneywaney69]

Lee

 

[Outlander]

 

[BeanCelll]

0

 

[loseratgenes]

年齢確認

novel18.syosetu.com

She never imagined it. She never thought she'd be violated by her own brother.​

Author: Ryuga Jo
Published: 2021/09/12
"Okay, I'm off now. Make sure you lock the doors and everything."
"Just because it's getting hot doesn't mean you should only eat easy foods, or you'll get exhausted. Make sure you eat proper meals."
Matsubara, now nineteen years old , listened with a wry smile 　as his parents expressed their concerns　 .和美Kazumi
"It's okay. You're not a child anymore."
"And also..."
Her mother began to say something in a slightly lowered voice, but Kazumi interrupted her and answered.
"You're his older brother, right? I know that. Just leave your food outside your room, and you'll do the rest yourself. Don't worry."
Although her mother still seemed somewhat anxious, Kazumi somewhat forcefully sent her parents off on their three-day, two-night trip, saying, "Have a good trip!"
"Well, I guess I have to submit my report today. What a pain."
Muttering to herself, Kazumi returned to her room and began getting ready to go to university.



"...What, it's Kazumi."
"Oh, big brother, I'm home."
As the sun began to set and she finished writing, Kazumi returned from university and happened to see her brother, whom she hadn't seen in a while, as he was coming out of the bathroom.保Tamotsu
To begin with, although Tamotsu is 23 years old, he doesn't have a job. What's more, he didn't even go to university.
He had decent grades until high school, but he failed his university entrance exams and couldn't get into his desired school. Perhaps his stubbornness after that backfired, as even after two years of trying, he still couldn't get into his dream school. Since then, he has completely lost motivation for everything and spends his days holed up in his room playing online games on his computer. That said, even his family doesn't really know what kind of life he's actually leading. Part of it is that he's completely withdrawn and has no contact with his family, but his parents don't know how to deal with their son in this state, and they're currently treating him like a delicate flower, avoiding contact with him.
However, his younger sister, Kazumi, was a little different. It wasn't that she particularly adored her brother, but she wasn't especially wary of him either. She simply treated him like any other family member, with whom she didn't have much contact.
"Kazumi, where's Mom?"
He comes over, almost mumbling the question. He doesn't seem particularly concerned, but he's probably noticed that the atmosphere inside the house is different.
"Mom and Dad have gone on a trip for the weekend, starting today."
"I see," was all Tamotsu replied, and he started to go back to his room.
"Oh, big brother! How about we have dinner together sometime?"
"...Ah, yes, that's right."
Tamotsu stopped walking, turned around with a look of utter annoyance, and replied.
But Kazumi didn't notice the ugly distortion of his face behind his glasses that followed.
For dinner, there was eel rice bowl, soup, and marinated grilled eggplant on the table.
"Okay, let's eat."
"Ah, do you have any beer?"
"Hmm? I think we had some low-malt beer."
Saying this, Kazumi rose from the chair she had been sitting in and headed towards the refrigerator. As soon as she turned her back, Tamotsu quickly sprinkled some white powder from a small bag he was holding onto the bowl of soup Kazumi was eating.
"Yes. My brother started drinking low-alcohol beer before I even realized it."
"Do you want a drink too?"
He said that and handed me a can that he had just opened.
"Okay. Besides, I'm still a minor, you know?"
"It's none of your business," he said, taking a big gulp of his beer. Seeing this, Kazumi smiled softly, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat.
After the meal was over, Kazumi cleared the dishes and then, with one hand on her head, said:
"Let me lie down on the sofa for just a little while."
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Hmm, Kazumi groaned.
"I don't think it's anything like that, but I feel kind of dizzy..."
In fact, what Tamotsu had mixed into his sister's food was a sleeping pill, which would take effect in as little as 20 or 30 minutes. It was a very weak effect, but it seemed to work enough for Kazumi, who didn't usually take much medicine. She managed to make it to the sofa, collapsed onto it, and immediately fell asleep.
Seeing this, Tamotsu finished the remaining beer, stood up from the table, and approached Kazumi.



"......?"
Suddenly, Kazumi woke up to find herself sleeping on the living room floor. "Wasn't I sleeping on the sofa?" she wondered, tilting her head, when she felt something strange on her neck.
"...What is this?!"
Kazumi's slender, white neck was fitted with a rugged collar made of what appeared to be bright red leather. Moreover, it was secured with metal studs, and a small padlock was attached to the clasp. In other words, the collar could not be removed without the key to this padlock.
But that wasn't all. The collar had a chain attached to it, and somehow, it had been put on and secured with a padlock to a metal fitting fixed to the living room wall.
"Why?! What's going on?!"
Kazumi goes from panic to near-hysteria. The chain is too short, making it difficult to even stand up, let alone move.
"Oh, you're awake."
"Big brother?! What's going on here?! Why is this happening?!"
However, Tamotsu didn't answer his sister's question, instead just staring at her.
"Big brother?! Are you listening?!"
"You've developed quite a sexy body, haven't you?"
"!!"
At that moment, Kazumi understood everything. Yes, this was all part of Tamotsu's plan. Unbeknownst to Kazumi, he had mixed sleeping pills into her food to facilitate this situation.
But Kazumi still couldn't believe it. Her brother was indeed 23 years old and unemployed, spending most of his time holed up in his room, but she believed that he wasn't the kind of person who would commit a crime. And yet...
"Why……"
"Why? Take a good look at yourself. You're wandering around with that sexy body. It looks like you're trying to seduce people. That's why!"
It was a terrible argument. But his eyes seemed to hold a hint of madness, so she was too frightened to resist any further.
With a leering gaze, Tamotsu examined Kazumi's entire body. Her shoulder-length hair was jet black and had a beautiful sheen. Her nose was small but well-shaped, with a straight bridge that sat in the center of her small face. The shoulders on which the collar rested were slender and looked as if they could be easily broken. Her arms, visible from the light blue camisole dress she was wearing, were delicate and pale, clearly not the type to do any heavy lifting. However, the neckline of her sleeveless dress was pushed up quite boldly. Well, that was to be expected if she had an 85cm D-cup bust. Everything below that was hidden by the flare, but her legs, which were slender and lying on the floor beneath the hem of the dress, were covered in flawless, beautiful skin. Indeed, if a body like that was hanging in front of him, he might be overcome with lust.
But she's my own sister. I have no right to harbor such feelings.
"Big brother... what are you...?"
I raised my voice even more annoyedly at my sister, who was looking at me with a frightened expression and a wary gaze.
"What do you mean? I'm saying let me touch your body!"
He said this and thrust his arm towards Kazumi, but she resisted fiercely.
"Nooooooooooo!! Stop itttttt!!"
He violently swung both arms at Tamotsu, refusing to let him get close.
"Tch, this guy...!"
No matter how much of a woman she was, she was still a university student, practically an adult. If she resisted with all her might, it wouldn't be easy to subdue her. The siblings struggled for a while, trying to do something about it, but then, as if he had an idea, Tamotsu left the living room.
He had only been out of the living room for a very short time. He returned almost immediately, clutching something in his hand. When he held one of them out to her, Kazumi let out a small shriek. It was a pair of handcuffs, gleaming with a metallic sheen.
"Don't worry. It's not real. It's a toy I bought online. It's just plastic with a chrome finish. But even this could hurt someone if they were to run around too wildly."
The restraints made a surprisingly light rattling sound, and Kazumi couldn't take her eyes off them out of fear. Holding them, Tamotsu approached Kazumi.
"Stop! Stop it!"
Her arm was grabbed, and Kazumi resisted, but this time the man got behind her, making it impossible for her to shake him off. Before she knew it, handcuffs were snapped into place. Immediately afterward, handcuffs were put on her other wrist as well, and Kazumi's hands were tied behind her back. She looked just like a criminal who had been arrested by the police.
"……why?"
It was less like he was listening and more like he was muttering to himself. But it wasn't over yet. Once, Tamotsu moved away from Kazumi and immediately returned with something in his hand. He was holding something red.
"...No...No."
Seeing this, Kazumi weakly shook her head from side to side, indicating her refusal, but it only drew closer to her.
It was a red cotton rope. It was supple and soft, but quite thick and seemed to be quite long. Kazumi knew exactly what it would be used for.
Tamotsu squatted beside Kazumi, holding a red rope, and began to tie it around her body.
"No! Stop! Big brother, please!"
She tries to escape the ropes by twisting her body, but there's no way she can get away that easily. Before her eyes, the crimson ropes wrap around her arms and torso, further restricting her freedom.
While handcuffs allowed for some movement, albeit with limitations, being tied up with ropes meant almost no freedom at all. Moreover, even supporting my own body became difficult, and I ended up collapsing onto the hardwood floor.
The rope seemed to be quite long, covering a significant portion of Kazumi's torso, but it didn't reach her ample bust. Or perhaps it was intentionally left off. The red rope tightened around her from above and below, making Kazumi's bust appear even plumper than usual. Unfortunately, because it was summer, she was wearing thin clothing, and even the embroidery on her bra was visible through it.
"What big boobs. What cup size are they?"
Tamotsu stands beside her, looking down at her and asking, but Kazumi averts her gaze and doesn't answer.
"It looks like it's around a C or D."
He said that and then bent down, stretching his neck to look at Kazumi's chest from various angles. It was the first time she had ever felt such disgust towards her own brother.
"Hmph, you're ignoring me? Fine, I'll make sure you can't ignore me, whether you like it or not."
"What are you going to do?" she asked, looking up. He grabbed the rope that Tamotsu was using to tie her up, pulled her up, untied part of it, changed her position, and began to tie her again. Of course, Kazumi had no intention of letting him do as he pleased, so she struggled and resisted again. But, having learned his lesson from last time, Tamotsu easily pinned her down and made her sit cross-legged on his lap.
"No! I hate being dressed like this!"
She was wearing a dress, so if she sat cross-legged, her skirt would naturally be visible. She struggled to avoid it, but it was all in vain. Her ankles were tied together in a cross-legged position, and her knees were also tied together so they couldn't be straightened, and a rope was placed around the back of her neck. This put her in a position where she could look down at her own crotch. She had no choice but to acknowledge her miserable posture. Moreover, in this position, her chest was also in view. It was indeed bulging out from between the ropes, and she realized, rather belatedly, that it was a more lewd sight than she had thought.
"Wow, you're wearing cute panties."
"No! Don't look!"
Since she was at home, Kazumi was wearing light pink, low-rise shorts with a modest design overall, although they had lace around the crotch. However, since she had been wearing them all day, she was extremely embarrassed at the thought of anyone seeing them.
"Hehehe"
After re-tying her, Tamotsu briefly stepped away, retrieved his father's whiskey from the cabinet, poured it into a glass filled with ice, then pulled a dining chair over and positioned himself directly in front of Kazumi. With a smirk, he began to lick the contents of the glass while watching his sister's indecent behavior.
"Ugh... Big brother, please untie this."
"...Are you an idiot? I just tied you up, why are you untying you already? It's pointless if you do that."
Tamotsu replied in a voice that sounded astonished.
"Because...it hurts."
"Is it just painful?"
Her brother's words startled her. His voice was clearly laughing. Kazumi felt as if he could see right through her to the depths of her being.
"...How embarrassing."
Kazumi mumbled in a barely audible voice.
"Yeah, I guess so. It's embarrassing to spread your legs and expose your panties in front of a man."
He spoke in a voice that was clearly louder than usual, almost as if mocking her. His voice made Kazumi feel even more embarrassed.
"Wow, you've really developed a sexy body. Did you get a boyfriend or something?"
"That's not true..."
Ignoring those words, Tamotsu was staring around his sister's crotch. The hem of her light blue dress was pulled up high, exposing her legs completely from the thighs up. She wasn't too skinny, nor was she fat. Her plump, sexy thighs extended from the lace trim of her pink shorts. Because she was sitting cross-legged, the lines of her thighs were clearly visible at the base, and there was a gap in her shorts in that area. When Tamotsu saw this, he grinned nastyly.
"Is the hair there quite thick? It's sticking out."
"Huh?" Kazumi exclaimed in surprise, and hastily stared at her crotch. Her appearance was so comical that Tamotsu burst out laughing. His laughter made Kazumi realize she had been tricked, and she became even more embarrassed.
Despite having worn them all day, the shorts showed no signs of stains or anything. While there were noticeable wrinkles around the crotch area, there wasn't even a hint of sweat. Of course, they didn't seem to be clinging to her body. It was already quite hot, so she wasn't wearing stockings. Hozumi likes the look of legs in stockings, so in that sense, it was a bit of a shame, as she tilted the cut glass in her hand.
Meanwhile, Kazumi was overwhelmed with embarrassment. It would be embarrassing enough for other family members to see her underwear, but for her brother, who was close in age, to see it was unthinkable. And to think he would look at her in such a sexual way...
Her dress was pulled up quite daringly, and Tamotsu could see Kazumi's lower abdomen above her shorts. Perhaps due to nervousness, that area was moving up and down restlessly, and her smooth skin was rippling.
"Brother, please forgive me."
"Forgive me? For what? Did you do something that requires my forgiveness?"
"Uh... that's not it..."
Kazumi's expression became even more troubled. Looking at her face through the glass, Tamotsu wore an even more wicked grin.
"Aren't you misunderstanding something? I'm not doing this because I want to hurt you."
"picture?"
He looked up at his brother with a surprised and astonished expression.
"I just want to slowly admire your beautiful, glamorous body."
"picture……"
A complex mix of emotions swirls within Kazumi. Though it is family, she is shaken by being called beautiful to her face by someone of the opposite sex, and this, combined with the revulsion of being seen as a sexual object, confuses her.
The glasses were reflecting the light and shining brightly. Because of this, Kazumi couldn't read her brother's expression.
"Honestly, seeing you like this makes me proud to be your older brother. I want your body to be mine alone."
Those words filled Kazumi with an indescribable terror, and she shivered.
"I'm going to make you so dependent on me that you can't live without me."
Saying that, Tamotsu gulped down his whiskey.



The next morning, Kazumi woke up with aches and pains all over her body. Although the ropes had been untied, the collar and chain were still on, so she had no choice but to sleep on the living room floor. Grimacing and enduring the creaking of her joints, she got up when Tamotsu came in.
"Oh, you're awake. Well, I suppose you can't get much sleep there."
I didn't have the energy to retort sarcastically, and even though summer was almost here, I couldn't even wipe myself down, so I just endured the discomfort and said...
"I haven't been in ages... let me go to the toilet."
"Oh, that's right, I haven't been there since last night."
Saying this, Tamotsu took out a keychain with several keys attached from his pocket, used one of them to detach the chain that was fixed to the wall, and helped Kazumi to her feet.
Because it had been a long time since Kazumi had stood up, her knees wouldn't straighten, and the option of running away from her brother was no longer available.
Still chained up, Tamotsu led the way to the toilet. It was the first time they'd left the living room since last night, but that didn't matter anymore. Kazumi vaguely felt like she was just like a dog on a leash, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Come on, hurry up."
When Tamotsu reached the toilet, he pointed to it for his sister. Kazumi knew where the toilet was since it was her own house, but feeling that resisting would be futile, she simply went in without saying a word.
Jalan.
"Hey, big brother, the chain is in the way and I can't close the door."
"Who said you could close the door?"
Kazumi was stunned. She finally understood what her brother was saying. He wanted her to use the toilet in front of him. Even though they were family, she wasn't that open about it.
"No, no way! I can't do it unless the door is closed!"
"You can do it. Just don't worry about what I think. Hurry up, or you'll wet yourself."
That said, Kazumi wasn't so thick-skinned that she could easily ignore other people's eyes, and she even hesitated to go further into the restroom from the entrance. Moreover, the chain wasn't very long, so if she tried to sit on the toilet, Tamotsu would be standing right in front of her. With her in that position, it was no wonder that nothing was happening.
"Oh, big brother, I really can't take it anymore. I can't hold back. Please forgive me."
"So just go ahead and pee. I'm telling you, if you wet yourself, clean it up yourself."
"Uhh..."
Sweat was already beading down Kazumi's temples. It was probably cold sweat. Her fidgeting and restlessness were signs that she was nearing her limit. But even so, as a college student, she absolutely wanted to avoid wetting herself. She looked back and forth between the toilet and her brother's face, her expression becoming one of despair.
"Give up."
I don't know if those words made her decide, but immediately afterward, Kazumi lifted the hem of her dress, quickly pulled down her underwear, and sat down on the toilet. Because the chain was short, Tamotsu was standing by the toilet door, so he would be able to hear the sounds. Kazumi covered her face with both hands. At the same time, a splashing sound echoed throughout the toilet.
"It's coming out with quite a bit of force. Was it all built up?"
"Nooo!"
Despite Tamotsu's teasing remarks, she only cried out in rejection, and it seemed as though she wasn't going to stop peeing. She's always had trouble stopping once she started, and since it had been building up since last night, there seemed to be quite a lot of it.
In front of Tamotsu, who was grinning, Kazumi began to sob, hiccuping. Tamotsu watched slowly as the tears streamed down her face from between her hands.
Eventually, Kazumi finished using the toilet and tried to wipe herself with toilet paper, crying, when Tamotsu suddenly pulled the chain, causing her to fall face-first onto the floor in front of the toilet.
"It hurts..."
"You don't have to wipe it yourself, I'll clean it for you."
At first, Kazumi couldn't understand what her brother was saying. But when she saw him lift the hem of her dress with the part of his lower body that still hadn't pulled up his underwear, she instinctively tried to stop him.
But he was a man after all, and he brushed her off with one hand. Then he pulled her dress up to her waist and latched onto her bare buttocks.
"Nooooooooooooo!"
He actually started licking his own sister's crotch. And he did it right after she'd gone to the toilet, before she'd even wiped with toilet paper. For Kazumi, it was a nightmare.
"Stop it, big brother! Nooooooo!!"
Kazumi struggles to escape from her brother's mouth, but he cleverly traps the chain attached to her collar and her lower body, preventing her from getting away.
Slurp, slurp!!
"Nooooo!!"
With an unusually loud splashing sound, Tamotsu slurped between her sister's legs. The sensation was so disgusting that Kazumi screamed loudly. Something moist and warm was wriggling between her legs, crawling around a part that no one had ever touched before. It was sucking on her most private parts, like it was sucking out her urine, and it sent shivers down her spine.
Unaware of Kazumi's feelings, Tamotsu sharpened the tip of his tongue and tried to penetrate his sister's small opening.
"Nooo! Stop it!"
The stimulation of that tiny opening, which even I had never touched before, only intensified my feelings of disgust. The opening was too small for even the tip of Ho's tongue to fit inside, but the persistent licking made me feel as if my urethra and bladder were being violated by his tongue.
"Hehe, it smells a little strong. That's to be expected since you didn't take a bath yesterday. But your body odor isn't bad."
Saying that, I buried my nose in my sister's exposed crotch and took a deep breath.
"Ahhh, that's disgusting. Stop it."
She gets on all fours, trying to get away from her brother, but with her shorts not even pulled up, she can barely move her legs and gets caught again.
"It had a slightly spicy taste, but it was quite a unique delicacy. I think I'm going to get addicted to it."
"Stop it..."
Kazumi covered her ears and collapsed onto the floor. However, in that position, she ended up with her buttocks sticking out towards Ho. The hem of her dress was pulled up high, and with her underwear pulled down, all that was revealed was her bare, peachy bottom.
"..."
He silently stared at the lower half of his sister's body as she lay face down on the floor, sobbing. Her round, fleshy body was covered in beautiful, smooth, white skin, and from it extended her firm thighs. She didn't seem to exercise much, so she wasn't particularly muscular, but the fat had just the right amount to create feminine curves, highlighting her sensuality. There wasn't a single blemish on her smooth skin, not even a single hair was visible. It was like a marble sculpture. But if you looked closely, you could see the twisted threads of blood vessels running beneath the thin layer of fat. In some places, the redness of her muscles was faintly visible through her skin. These contrasted with the pink shorts that were caught around her knees, making them seem to gleam.
When he looked up again, the plump, round buttocks were illuminated by the morning sun streaming into the narrow corridor. They were round and gleaming white, but there was no sense of unhealthiness; rather, they gave off an impression of purity. The two fleshy buns were slightly parted from where Tamotsu had been sucking just moments before, and the glistening silk fabric peeked out between them. As he gazed at them, a thirst for desire resurfaced within Tamotsu.
It seemed as if a soft-bodied creature, like a sea slug, was wriggling in the valley between her buttocks, in time with Kazumi's breathing. It was as if it was inviting Tamotsu to move. Of course, it was just his own delusion, but to Tamotsu, that didn't matter.
He slowly rose and leaned over Kazumi's lower body once again.
"Huh...? Nooooo!"
She lifted her still tear-filled face, turned around, and cried out to her brother. His hand was on Kazumi's thigh, trying to spread her legs apart again. She was trying to escape her prone position, so her buttocks were exposed and defenseless. Tamotsu spread her legs apart, revealing the spring that was breathing deep inside.
Her lips were now even wider than before, revealing the sparse pubic hair growing on the front of her body. It was like a thin mist, softly framing Kazumi's private parts. Just above that, her private parts, including the urethral opening that he had been sucking just moments before, were peeking out from between her slightly parted lips.
Her secret lips seemed wet. Bathed in the still-soft morning light, they appeared to be faintly glistening to Tamotsu. They slowly and seductively moved as if inviting him, and he was drawn closer to his sister's most private parts.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
It was just the right size for Tamotsu to cover the whole thing with his mouth. He covered it with his lips, then used the tip of his tongue to explore the large outer folds of flesh and slowly licked its edges.
Kazumi's body jumped violently, and she burst into tears.
"Aa!!"
Of course, Tamotsu didn't care about such things. His tongue continued, wetting the surface of the folds with saliva. With each movement of Tamotsu's tongue, Kazumi's hips twitched and convulsed. Surprisingly, there was no smell, but Tamotsu enjoyed the salty taste that made his tongue tingle because she hadn't bathed all night. After thoroughly licking both the front and back of one fold, he sucked on the other side. This time, he took it into his mouth and savored the sensitive petals with his entire tongue.
"Stop it! That's gross! Yippee!"
He suddenly pulled the chain around his rebellious younger sister's neck, throwing her off balance. Kazumi tumbled over onto her back in the hallway. Immediately, Tamotsu latched onto her crotch and resumed his oral sex.
Having been teased by Tamotsu for quite some time, Kazumi's vulva had begun to open up slightly. Tamotsu slowly inserted the tip of his tongue into that small gap.
"No! Don't put it in! Nooooo!!"
I had suspected my sister, given her personality, probably didn't have much experience with men, and it seems I wasn't entirely wrong. There was still a lingering firmness and girlish innocence about her. She pushed my tongue back with considerable force. Nevertheless, I bent my tongue to fit the shape of the gap and slowly pushed it deeper, and I could now sense a rich fragrance.
Perhaps because he had licked it so thoroughly, it felt somewhat moist. Though only slightly, not enough to really taste. Nevertheless, seeking more, I pressed my tongue further in.
"Nooooooo!! Don't come intttttttt!!"
She resisted, making penetration surprisingly difficult. Having no other choice, he nibbled on his sister's clitoris, which was still covered by her foreskin.
"Aaah! Stop it! Don't lick there!!"
Kazumi continued to reject him as usual, but Tamotsu didn't miss the slight hint of sensuality in her voice.
"Heh heh, you have a cute voice too."
Saying that, he once again latched onto Kazumi's sensitive bud, foreskin and all, and smoothly peeled back the skin, exposing the inside.
"Ahhh!!"
Kazumi's hips suddenly jumped up. If she had almost no experience with masturbation, this shock must have been quite intense.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
A desperate voice spilled from Kazumi's lips. Hearing that, Tamotsu's smile deepened.
I licked that still-fresh fleshy protrusion with my tongue.
"Heeeee!!"
A tingling, burning sensation ran from Kazumi's groin up her tailbone and up her spine, causing her body to tremble and convulse.
Kazumi's not-so-dense pubic hair tickled Tamotsu's nose. It smelled somewhat of sweat, but even that only fueled Tamotsu's excitement at that moment. He inhaled the scent through his nose and licked his sister's clitoris with single-minded focus.
"Huh?! Stop it, big brother! Nooooo!!"
She still struggles violently, but Tamotsu doesn't seem to care. He continues to lick her sensitive parts, pecking at them, making slurping sounds.
"Please, big brother! Stop! Forgive me!"
However, compared to the beginning, it seems that the tone has toned down somewhat. Perhaps he's getting tired, but Tamotsu sensed something else.
"What's wrong, Kazumi? Are you in a hurry about something?"
Saying that, he put his tongue to the virgin spring again.
"No! I'm not panicking! Stop it!"
But at that very moment, a single drop of water welled up from deep within Kazumi.
"Huh?!"
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Contrary to the content of his question, a look of clear curiosity was on Tamotsu's face as he asked his sister, but there was no way she could tell him the truth.
"N-nothing at all!"
However, Kazumi was inwardly very desperate. She was certainly aware of the changes happening to her body. And at her age, she naturally understood what it meant. She understood, but she couldn't accept it. Why did her body react when her mind denied it?
Meanwhile, Tamotsu could easily understand the changes in Kazumi. Although he had no experience with women, he had gathered a wealth of useless information from the internet and other sources, so he understood very well what state his sister was in and what was happening. Of course, this was partly because Kazumi had no experience with men and had low resistance to stimulation, making her reactions easy to understand, but even they, with their limited experience, couldn't understand that much.
"Oh no!"
Noticing that Tamotsu was trying to attach himself to her lower abdomen again, Kazumi frantically called out to stop her brother, but Tamotsu was one step faster.
Slurp.
"Huuu!!"
"Hmm? Something's coming out."
Even though they know what it is, they deliberately pretend not to know.
"Is that pee? No, no, that can't be it."
Saying that, he inserted the fingers of his right hand into his sister.
"Nooooo!"
She screamed at the feeling of a foreign object entering her womb, but she couldn't pull it out herself and could only writhe in agony. Encouraged by her reaction, Tamotsu pushed his fingers further in.
"Ahh!"
Kazumi tilts her chin back in response to the stimulus.
"Hmm, it looks like it's bubbling up from deep inside. I wonder what it is?"
Clearly amused, he pokes Kazumi's insides with his index finger. When he pushes it in up to the second joint, he feels something clinging to his fingertip. As he slowly pulls it out, a sparkling drop of fluid, glistening in the early morning light, stretches out in a thin thread.
I lowered my finger again, then pulled it out, and lowered it again. I slowly began a piston-like motion. Soon, a sticky, squelching sound began to echo, and my entire finger became covered in mucus.
"Please, big brother! Stop!"
However, that voice seems to have lost some of its power compared to before.
"Do you really want me to stop?"
As he listened, Tamotsu bent his index finger towards Kazumi's stomach and stimulated her inner wall by rubbing it with his fingertip.
"Aaah! S-stop it!"
It was difficult for an untrained eye to determine whether Kazumi's distorted expression was due to pain or some other reason, but to Tamotsu, it seemed as though his sister had already succumbed to pleasure.
Her vaginal walls were gradually becoming softer and more relaxed, and the viscosity of the mucus was increasing. Ho was also beginning to feel the heat on his fingertips.
"Aren't you getting fired up too? Huh?"
"N-no, that's not true!"
He denied it in a flustered voice.
"So, what is this? Tell me."
He pulled out his right hand and rubbed the fingers against Kazumi's cheek, smearing the sticky fluid onto her face. Kazumi turned her face away slightly, but didn't show any further aversion.
Hozumi, getting carried away, plunged his fingers again into the exposed soft flesh and stirred the swamp-like area noisily.
"Aaah! D-don't be so rough!"
"Is it okay if I'm gentle?"
"cormorant……"
It was mostly childish conversation. But when I was at a loss for words, Tamotsu would slip his finger inside.
"Huh?!"
Yasushi bent the finger he had inserted inside Kazumi and rubbed the ventral side of her vagina with his fingertip, causing a nasal moan to escape her lips. There was a fold of mucous membrane there, and it was precisely the G-spot.
"Does this feel good?"
"That's not it... Hmph!"
Kazumi writhed in agony from the shock that hit her. Apparently pleased with her reaction, Tamotsu focused his attack on that spot. Soon, a fountain of fluid gushed out, and Kazumi's crotch became moist and glistening.
"Wow, you get wet really easily. Are you sensitive?"
"No, stop it..."
Tears streamed down her face as she cried out in resistance, but her body seemed powerless, and she didn't move much. Encouraged by this, Tamotsu continued to move his fingers. A faint, sticky, wet sound echoed, further tormenting Kazumi.
The clear drops that had already spilled from between her lips were spread around by Tamotsu's hand, and even the small bushes growing modestly on the hillside gleamed softly in the morning light. Tamotsu then ran his tongue over them.
"Huh?!"
Kazumi's hips twitched, causing Tamotsu's tongue to slip away, and things weren't going as he'd hoped, so frustration began to show on his face. Being a NEET, he certainly wasn't the type to be patient, and he didn't even consider trying to suppress his desires.
He pulled away for a moment, then grabbed Kazumi's waist tightly with both hands, holding her still, and pressed his nose between her soft petals.
"Nooooooooo!"
The air there was thick and pungent, the scent of a female. The labia between her legs were wriggling like a separate creature, as if craving something. It was clearly different from before.
"Doesn't it feel good now? It's gotten much softer here, and it's getting hot too."
As Tamotsu spoke, his voice was trembling. This was certainly the first time he'd been in such a situation, and he was overwhelmed with an excitement he'd never experienced before. In fact, his penis was rock hard, almost bursting through his pants. But Tamotsu didn't realize it at the time. He was so nervous that he couldn't even comprehend the state of his own body.
I stirred Kazumi's private parts with my fingers, as if scooping from the inside. Then, with a gurgling sound, a slightly cloudy, viscous fluid gushed out, wetting her crotch.
"Ah, ahh..."
The stark contrast between the heat rising from deep within his body and the coldness wetting his groin caused him to let out a sweet moan. That moan hit Tamotsu right in the groin.
"..."
Suddenly, he stopped moving and rose from Kazumi's side. The lack of expression on his face was unsettling, but his sister didn't have the luxury of looking at her brother's face.
His sister, who had been lying on the floor in the hallway, rose to her feet and looked down at Kazumi with a blank expression. Only then did she look up at her brother with a puzzled look on her face. Then he suddenly reached for the belt of his trousers.
Kazumi hadn't noticed yet that his crotch was bulging so much it looked like it would burst through his pants. But when he pulled down his pants, she saw that the boxer shorts he was wearing underneath were deformed, and she finally understood what he was trying to do.
"No!! Big brother, you can't do that! Absolutely not!!"
He refused in a particularly sharp voice, but Tamotsu completely ignored him and silently stripped off his pants, then reached for his underwear and pulled that down without hesitation as well. Then, his penis sprang out from underneath.
"Hic!"
Its size was average, but to Kazumi, who was seeing a fully erect penis for the first time, it looked more than menacing enough. She had never even seen a man's penis before, so it was only natural that she would be terrified upon seeing something so engorged.
As he stood defiantly in the hallway, his penis loomed slightly upward. Kazumi could have escaped right then and there, but she didn't even bother to pull up the thin pink shorts that were holding her ankles up; she simply stared blankly at her brother's penis. She couldn't take her eyes off it.
"You've never seen it before? That means you're still a virgin."
Those words sent a chill down Kazumi's spine.
"This is my first time too. I don't know what's going to happen when it's both of our first times."
Saying this, he placed his right hand on his penis and lightly pulled back and forth the foreskin a few times. Each time he moved, Kazumi saw the dark red penis and, inappropriately, began to worry if it hurt. Would that really go inside her? Could something that big really fit? Questions kept popping into Kazumi's mind one after another. But she didn't realize that none of the thoughts of wanting to escape from this situation were crossing her mind.
Suddenly, Tamotsu pounced on Kazumi, using his left hand and foot to spread her legs apart, and then, with his right hand, positioned his own penis between them.
"Huh?!"
The tip tries to push and spread Kazumi's soft flesh, but it slips away and he can't insert it properly.
"Huh? Oh, damn it."
Each time she raised her voice in an irritated tone, a sweet shock would wash over Kazumi, and she had to desperately suppress the urge to let out a melting moan.
After going back and forth over the crack several times, I was able to slip the tip into the gap by chance.
"Ahhh"
Hozumi involuntarily let out a cry like a woman, but it's understandable that anyone would do that when experiencing a pleasure for the first time that can't be obtained through masturbation.
"Ah, ahh! P-please take it out!"
Although he uttered words of reproach, it was clear that his voice was quite softened. However, it's doubtful whether Tamotsu noticed this. After all, he had absolutely no composure at the moment.
Even though only the tip had entered, Ho was already battling the urge to ejaculate. He was doing all he could to hold back from exploding, and the idea of penetrating deeper or moving was out of the question. Even while staying still, he felt a burning sensation from his back to his tailbone, and his anxiety grew. At this rate, he might ejaculate in this state. He literally gritted his teeth, calming himself deep down as he tried to stop himself from exploding, and slowly moved his hips forward.
"Hmph! It's coming in! Nooo!!"
"Ugh, ugh"
Kazumi's screams didn't reach Tamotsu's ears. He had no time to worry about other people. Still, this couldn't go on like this. In a fit of desperation, he pressed onward through his sister's womb.
A unique, slippery sensation sent shivers down my spine. I managed to resist the urge to ejaculate that was rushing up inside me, and went even deeper.
"No!! Big brother! Stop!! No!!"
She tried to push her brother out of her womb by pushing his body with both hands, but of course, that wasn't going to do anything. On the other hand, since Tamotsu's thing wasn't that big, almost all of it was trying to go inside Kazumi. With a thud, his hips pressed tightly against hers. She didn't feel anything else in particular. There was the same burning sense of urgency as before, but it was also true that she felt a sense of dissatisfaction, wondering if that was all there was.
He remained silent for a while. As the intense urge to ejaculate subsided somewhat, he felt a little more at ease and decided to move.
"Huh!!"
The voice itself was Kazumi's, but Tamotsu was about to let out a similar cry as pleasure shot through his own tip. It wasn't a slippery or slithering sensation, but an indescribable shock that made his hips stop involuntarily. The urge to ejaculate that he had been holding back came rushing back in like a tidal wave, but he desperately held back and slowly pulled his hips back again.
I pulled it out about halfway, stopped for a moment, and then pushed it in again.
"Haaaaaaah!"
My brain was fried by my sister's moans, so sensual they were almost unbearable, and I was intoxicated by the pleasure I felt in my penis, a pleasure I could never experience through masturbation.
The sight of her writhing like a snake on the wooden floor of the hallway, trying to escape from Tamotsu's thing, was more erotic to him than any image he had seen online. The contrast between the coolness of the floor and the heat inside Kazumi reminded him that this was reality.
He wanted to devour her. From the bottom of his heart, he thought so. At that moment, he didn't recognize that the person in front of him was his blood-related sister. No, he might have even forgotten that she was a human being. That's how much blood was rushing to his head.
Each time it was inserted and withdrawn, a rather unpleasant squelching sound echoed down the hallway.
"No! Ah! Stop!"
He pleaded in a pained voice, but of course, they didn't listen.
It was still early in the morning, but the two of them were covered in sweat. Sweat was beading on Tamotsu's forehead and dripping down his chin, and beads of sweat glistened on the alluring lines of Kazumi's waist and legs.
"Ah! Aah! Hmph! No!"
Kazumi's voice was becoming more urgent, but Tamotsu was just as anxious. Since Tamotsu was a virgin to begin with, there was no way he could hold out any longer, and he seemed on the verge of exploding.
"Ugh, I can't take it anymore."
"Ah! Huh? No! Don't come inside me!"
However, there was no way Tamotsu could control it like that, and for a moment his penis swelled up inside his sister's womb, and the next moment, he forcefully ejaculated sticky sap.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
Her own brother's genitals, nestled inside her belly, thrashed about, spewing their seed towards Kazumi's uterus. As she felt her brother's hot semen pulsate out, something inside her seemed to break.
But in reality, hell was just beginning.



Due to his lack of experience, Tamotsu tended to ejaculate prematurely, but his stamina itself was average or even above average. His penis lost its firmness inside Kazumi for a moment, but simply leaving it there for a few minutes caused it to quickly regain its firmness.
"No, please stop. Please forgive me."
Kazumi pleaded, her face contorted with tears, but her brother held her lower body tightly under his arms and refused to let go. On the floor, a puddle of mucus, whose origin was now indistinguishable, reflected the morning sun. In it, the bare legs of the brother and sister were pressed tightly together and intertwined. Even the slightest movement produced a sticky, unpleasant sound emanating from where they were connected, which only fueled Tamotsu's masochistic desires.
He knelt on the hallway floor, leaned his upper body over Kazumi, and used his full weight to push his penis into his sister's vagina.
"Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
As her brother's penis thrust deep inside her, pushing and stretching her internal organs, she screamed, but her voice was weak, and somehow sounded seductive. Then, Tamotsu stretched his neck and kissed Kazumi's lips.
"Hmmmmmmmm!?"
He grabbed her breasts through her clothes and squeezed them. It wasn't caressing; it was almost like a forceful assault. Yet, her moans didn't sound like cries of pain. Her body arched like a bow and her whole body twitched and convulsed, so she didn't look like she was writhing in pain at all.
"What, are you starting to feel it? You're quite the naughty girl for your first time."
Tamotsu said it with a mocking laugh, but Kazumi no longer had the energy to retort to such words. A feeling akin to resignation was overwhelming her.
Meanwhile, Tamotsu's penis, which had been hypersensitive immediately after ejaculation, had calmed down, and he was also feeling more relaxed.
"Ahhh"
Once, Tamotsu pulled out his penis. At that moment, Kazumi involuntarily let out a sensual moan.
"Don't worry, I'll give it to you again soon. Now get down on all fours and turn your ass towards me."
He lightly slapped his sister's exposed thigh with his open hand and commanded her. Kazumi didn't object to his words and silently obeyed.
The hard floor felt cold against her palms and knees. Conversely, Kazumi's core was becoming warm.
With slow movements, Kazumi turned her peach-like buttocks towards her older brother. Composed of smooth lines, they were both lovely and alluring. Glistening in the light streaming in from the window, they seemed to seductively invite Tamotsu. In fact, their center was wet and wriggling as if craving something.
With his eyes fixed on the center of his sister's fleshy fruit, Tamotsu placed both hands on it and, from behind Kazumi, thrust his penis through her in one swift motion.
"Hmmmmmm!!"
With a breathless voice, she arched her body like a shrimp and trembled uncontrollably. It seemed she had a light orgasm from the shock.
"Hmm, you seem to have become quite sensitive."
Tamotsu said mockingly, but I didn't hear his words. Apparently displeased with my reaction, Tamotsu's expression turned sour, and he thrust his hips in forcefully.
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?"
To Kazumi's sensitive flesh, any stimulation that was too strong was nothing but pain. The pain made her involuntarily tense up, tightening her grip on her brother's penis that was inside her.
"Wow, that's quite tight. Do you like it that much?"
He twisted his hips and stirred his sister's genitals. Contrary to Kazumi's wishes, lewd, wet sounds echoed down the hallway.
"Ahh! No, no way!"
Kazumi tried to continue speaking, but when Tamotsu moved his hips again with great force, she had to bite her lip and endure the onslaught of the tsunami.
"Ah! Wah! Aah!!"
Rather than being plump, Kazumi's body is rather slender, and Tamotsu's slightly less toned body presses down on her, defiling her.
Having received the semen once, Kazumi's secret flesh writhed against her will, craving more heat. This lustfully stimulated her brother's member, leading him to another eruption.
"Ahh, your pussy is clenching and moving, I can't take it anymore."
"Ah! No! Please! Stop! Don't come inside me! Please!"
It was pointless to say it now, but I couldn't help but say it out of fear as a woman. But of course, Tamotsu wasn't going to listen to anything I said.
"Ah! Ahhh! It's no use!"
He let out a deep sigh, and his penis swelled up inside Kazumi's womb, then immediately afterward, it exploded, releasing a milky white fluid.
"Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
Receiving her brother's scorching magma, Kazumi's reason also became heated to a fever pitch, and she could no longer think. Her body, which had been stiff and convulsive for a while, eventually relaxed, and she lay there limply.
"Heh, you came from your own brother's dick, huh? But this is just the beginning. I'm going to teach your body even more pleasure from now on."
With that, he slid his rigid penis, which had just ejaculated for the second time, out and plunged it back into his relative's flesh, resuming his thrusting. His penis had already regained its hardness.
Kazumi's reaction was muted, and no matter how much Tamotsu thrust his hips, she didn't make a sound, but he still plastered an evil grin on his face.



After a while, the two of them calmed down and remembered that they hadn't eaten anything since morning, so they decided to eat in the kitchen.
It was Kazumi who prepared the meal, of course. She was allowed to change only her shorts, but all her other clothes had been taken away. She was allowed to wear an apron because she had to use the stove, but other than that, she was wearing only a bright red leather collar that looked like it belonged to a dog around her neck. Her appearance in the kitchen was surreal, but in its own way, it was also alluring.
The bodies of the girls, aged 85, 66, and 88, were surprisingly voluptuous when viewed from behind. Their rather large hips were encased in relatively simple white full-back shorts. Though simple, they featured lace on the surface and sheer lace trim. The ties of an apron ran just above their waistline.
Even though I had changed clothes, I hadn't been able to wash myself at all, so the remnants of what had happened earlier were already seeping through to the center of my new shorts. The crotch area had turned gray. Ho, who was sitting at the dining table, was watching me with a smirk.
Kazumi tries to maintain her composure and concentrate on cooking, but the fever from earlier hasn't completely subsided, and her private parts are still twitching and writhing, causing her distress and occasionally making her stop cooking.
What she was making was French toast. Normally, she would prepare it the day before, but she couldn't afford to go to that much trouble, so she made it quickly. Even so, she soaked thick slices of bread in a mixture of egg and milk in a 1:1 ratio, while slowly heating a frying pan. When the pan was hot enough to sizzle, she added salad oil and butter in a 1:1 ratio, spread it around the pan, and then reduced the heat to low and cooked the soaked bread. The key here is to remove it from the heat when it's slightly browned, so as not to burn it, but Kazumi couldn't concentrate on cooking at the moment. If she let her guard down, she might touch her private parts without even noticing that her brother was watching from behind. Of course, if she did that, not only would the cooking fail, but she might even start a fire. Now that Tamotsu was there, she didn't have to worry about that, but Kazumi still had a strong aversion to exposing herself in such a state in front of others. I suppose it's a bit late now, considering I showed them my wet underwear.
Of course, Tamotsu wasn't about to just stand by and do nothing. After enjoying the sight with his eyes, he quietly stood behind Kazumi from his chair.
"Oh, big brother, just wait a little longer. It'll be ready soon!"
He reached his fingers from behind and kneaded the soft, still-warm lips of his sister's panties through her underwear.
"What the hell, I changed my shoes but they're already soaking wet. There's no point in changing clothes then. Should I just take these off too?"
"Th-this is! If this hadn't happened before, I would have been in trouble!"
"What if it wasn't there? Would it just make things even more messy because I'm feeling too much? My boobs are already rock hard like this."
"Huh?!"
Seizing the opportunity, he slipped his hand under her apron and flicked it to the sensitive tip of the heavy meat bun underneath, causing a melting moan to escape Kazumi's lips.
"Come on, shouldn't we turn it over now?"
Yasushi peered into the frying pan over his shoulder and said. Startled by his words, Kazumi hastily flipped the softened bread with a spatula. The bread was perfectly toasted, and a fragrant aroma filled the kitchen.
"Wow, you're clearly experienced. It looks delicious."
"match……"
If she lets her guard down even for a moment, her knees feel like they're about to give way, but if she does that, she'll tip the frying pan over and cause a huge mess. Kazumi desperately puts strength into her knees, which feel like they're about to break, and endures her brother's caresses, even as sweat beades on her forehead, trying to concentrate on cooking.
"What's wrong? You're sweating? Is it that hot? If it's hot, I'll lighten the temperature a bit."
Saying that, Tamotsu pinched the front of her apron, pushing it together from both sides to reveal Kazumi's ripe fruit.
"Oh no!"
"What are you talking about? I did it to make it a little cooler for you."
With a sly grin, he carefully gathered the apron into a narrower shape and tucked it into his sister's cleavage. Kazumi's bust was more than large enough that the apron was almost completely hidden.
"Hehehe, it looks like milk would come out if I squeezed you. When did you get so big? Was someone massaging you?"
"N-no one like that exists, hmm!"
When my breasts are grabbed from behind and slowly massaged, a nasal voice naturally escapes my lips.
"Oh, it's already this hard here. Does it feel good?"
As the firm, engorged tips of her breasts were kneaded, Kazumi's hips involuntarily swayed.
"Ah! Mmm! S-stop! Not now!"
Sweat was beading down to my neck as I writhed in my brother's arms.
"Hey, hey, the bread's going to burn!"
She's the one who's been getting in the way, and yet she still doesn't stop. Kazumi desperately tries to resist the urge to give in to pleasure, and with trembling arms, she divides the freshly baked French toast into two plates.
"This looks delicious. Just as I'd expect from my sister. I'll do her a favor as a thank you."
Before Kazumi could even ask "Huh?", Tamotsu crouched down behind her, grabbed the only garment she was wearing—her shorts—and pulled at them.
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
"Stay still. I'm going to do something nice for you."
But what Tamotsu was holding in his hand was a pair of scissors. A bad feeling crept over Kazumi, and she broke out in a cold sweat. And sure enough, her brother began to cut into her underwear.
"No way!"
Tamotsu cut a large section of the crotch area of Kazumi's shorts with scissors, exposing her private parts.
"Look, it's soaking wet. It's like it's been washed."
When I thrust the piece of underwear I'd cut out in front of my sister's nose, she turned her face away, blushing bright red. In fact, it was so soaking wet that I thought it might drip if you squeezed it.
"Heh heh, this isn't just my sperm, is it?"
As he said this, Ho played with Kazumi's sensitive flesh with his fingertips through the hole he had cut out of her shorts.
"Ah! Oh! Mmm!!"
Kazumi writhed in agony, and she couldn't stand without putting her hands on the kitchen counter to support herself.
"You're really sensitive, aren't you? It just keeps overflowing."
"No way, but... Mmmph!"
As Tamotsu's fingertips began to play with her, they slipped between Kazumi's lips, and a soft moan escaped her lips. Because she was more than wet enough, his fingers easily slid inside her.
"Hmm, this should be enough to loosen it up."
"?"
Kazumi couldn't quite make out what her brother was muttering, but even if she could, it would have been difficult to understand.
He searched his pockets where his sister couldn't see, pulled out something that looked like a shocking pink capsule, and pressed it against her private parts.
"Huh? What?"
Kazumi was bewildered by the strange feeling, but Ignoring her, Tamotsu pushed it into his sister's womb. You can probably guess now. He was going to use the vibrator on his own sister.
"Ah! What? What did you just put in there?!"
"Well, I wonder what it is."
With a grin, Ho took the controller out of his pocket and flipped it on.
"Huh!?"
A voice even higher pitched up. Her body jumped, and Kazumi's whole body tensed. A mechanical, inorganic vibration suddenly erupted from deep within her. Kazumi was bewildered by this different sensation than what her brother had done to her before.
"Ah, no, mm! Mmm!"
"Heh heh, do you like it?"
Seeing Kazumi's reaction, Tamotsu smiled lewdly and operated the controller.
"Huh?! It's bouncing around inside my stomach, huh!"
Kazumi was now finding it difficult to even stand, and she had to lean her upper body against the kitchen counter and cling to it to maintain her posture.
"Hehehe, does it feel that good? It's a different feeling than fingers or that thing, isn't it?"
Her pubic area, bordered by relatively modest pubic hair, was being played with, while the vibrator embedded inside her womb uncontrollably stimulated Kazumi's senses. She could no longer stand and slumped to the ground.
"Hey, hey, you can't just sit there. Stand up properly."
Saying that, Tamotsu placed one index finger of his right hand on the rotor inside Kazumi and pulled it upwards, pushing it in firmly.
"Hnn!"
Kazumi's hips lifted as she felt the vibrations deeper inside than ever before, but Tamotsu's fingers followed, moving upward, forcing her to stand up.
"Hey, dinner's not ready yet. Get it done."
He urges his sister on from behind as she stands up, but in reality, his fingers have slipped deep into the cleft between her legs, poking and moving her sensitive parts.
Kazumi shuffled along the table with unsteady steps, placing the food on it. She distributed two plates of French toast, poured drip coffee from the coffee maker into mugs, and placed the steaming mugs in front of the two of them. There was also an amber-colored bottle of maple syrup on the table, and it was the custom in this house for each person to take some and pour it over their French toast.
Tamotsu poured plenty of maple syrup over the French toast, which was nicely browned, then cut a large piece with his knife and devoured it heartily.
"Hmm, it's been a while since I've had your French toast, and it's really good."
Amidst the sweet scent, Kazumi sat down, but she didn't touch the knife and fork on the table. In fact, she seemed restless and fidgety even while seated. This was understandable, as she was still being made to sit and eat with the vibrator inside her womb. The controller was tucked into the elastic of her shorts, but of course, she wasn't allowed to touch it.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to eat? It's delicious, you know?"
"..."
She glared at her brother with resentful eyes, but Tamotsu didn't seem to care at all.
"Oh, keep your chest the same."
Kazumi's D-cup breasts are exposed from both sides, as if sandwiched between her apron, but it seems she won't be allowed to adjust them.
"Hey, big brother? Could you get this for me?"
"which one?"
"This...the thing inside..."
"Where is it?"
He acts spitefully, pretending not to understand, trying to trick her into saying something embarrassing.
"Inside... me"
"Where are you?"
With a smug grin on his face, he popped a bite of French toast into his mouth.
At this point, it was clear that she had no intention of taking it. Giving up, Kazumi tried to endure and eat her meal as is.
"cormorant……"
Kazumi's body began to tremble as intermittent eruptions of pleasure surged from between her legs. She picked up a knife and fork, but couldn't quite manage to reach the French toast with them. Moreover, sitting down in the chair caused her buttocks to clench, intensifying the pleasure even further.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ignoring her sister writhing in agony at the dining table, Tamotsu, who had finished his meal, stood behind her. Kazumi had a bad feeling, but she didn't have the luxury of worrying about such things right now.
As expected, Tamotsu stretched out both arms and grabbed Kazumi's exposed, ample breasts.
"Haun"
Even though I could have expected it, when I was actually caressed, I felt like I was melting from the core of my body with a sweet urge.
"Do this here."
Saying that, Tamotsu pinched his sister's hardened nipples and teased them by kneading them.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ahn"
Kazumi closed her eyes and arched her back against the overwhelming pleasure. She rubbed her thighs together even harder and squirmed uncomfortably.
"See? You're going to eat it, aren't you?"
Saying that, Tamotsu took a slice of French toast from the plate in front of his sister with his fork and brought it to her mouth. When Kazumi saw it and slightly opened her mouth, he quickly pushed the slice in and fed it to her.
"Hmmmm?!"
A single drop of maple syrup dripped from the corner of her mouth.
She was able to eat, but honestly, Kazumi couldn't really taste it. She no longer had the luxury of doing so. That was her current state.
Nevertheless, I somehow manage to finish the French toast, washing it down with coffee from my favorite large mug. Some parts were half-forced into my mouth, so my mouth and chest are sticky, but I can't worry about that.
The meal was over, but Kazumi was not yet free. The vibrator between her legs was still working energetically.
"Hehe, Kazumi is so sloppy. She's made such a mess."
Saying that, Tamotsu leaned closer to her and began licking his sister's mouth with his tongue.
"Ah, no! Big brother, stop!"
That said, her resistance was weak; she only turned her face away slightly and didn't seriously try to escape.
At first, Tamotsu's tongue was only around her mouth, but soon it began to crawl all over Kazumi's face.
"Ugh"
It let out a small groan, but showed no further signs of resistance.
"You're so cute, Kazumi, I could just eat you up."
Saying this, Tamotsu wrapped his arms around his sister, who was standing, and untied the strings of her apron behind her back, letting it fall to the floor, leaving her in just her shorts. All the while, Kazumi's face continued to be violated by her brother's tongue, and he began to touch her body, now only in her underwear, with both hands in a lewd manner, like a slug crawling around.
"Huh, uh, uh, mmmmmm"
A pink sigh escaped my sister's pink lips, revealing that her body was burning with heat from the core. There was no longer even a hint of rejection.
The two are sucking each other's tongues and exchanging saliva. Kazumi's arms are only wrapped around her brother's waist, but Tamotsu's arms are stroking his sister's bare back, her sides, her thighs, her upper arms, and her buttocks encased in shorts.
"Ahhh!"
Occasionally, Tamotsu would tug at the hem of his sister's shorts, applying subtle pressure to the mischievous capsule embedded in her crotch, and each time Kazumi would writhe in agony.
"Oh, big brother, I... I can't anymore."
"Do you want mine?"
Hearing that, Kazumi's face turned bright red and she averted her gaze. It seemed she was still hesitant to initiate anything herself.



"Huh? Oh, no way. That's embarrassing."
Kazumi pleads with her brother, who is standing behind her, but of course, he won't listen.
She has her hands on the kitchen counter, her hips thrusting backward. Her hips are covered by underwear, but that's all. In a way, it might be more provocative than being naked. And because she's aware of it, her embarrassment seems all the more intense.
"Hmph, after doing this to this place, there's nothing to be ashamed of now."
As he said that, Tamotsu reached his finger to the crotch of his sister's underwear, and it was so wet that it almost made a squelching sound, and he could clearly feel the wetness on his finger. When he pushed further, it sank in, becoming warm and moist.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."
Kazumi felt the strength drain from her lower body and hastily gripped the kitchen counter again. But her brother's fingers didn't stop. On the contrary, the number of fingers increased from one to two. Her brother's uninhibited fingers were trying to slip into Kazumi's sensitive spots, underwear and all.
It was like a sponge soaked with water, and it was also hot. Tamotsu's fingers advanced, parting the lips that tried to take it in through her underwear, and he felt something hard at the tip. It was trembling slightly. It was the vibrator he had embedded earlier. This was stimulating Kazumi's sensitive flesh, causing her to drip with hot nectar.
"Do you like this, hmm?"
As he said this, he poked the obscene toy he had embedded deep inside her body with his fingertips.
"Hic! Mmm! Woof!"
Kazumi couldn't control her body, which was reacting involuntarily. Amused by his sister's body, Tamotsu poked her for a while, but then he stopped and slowly wiped his wet fingers on the panties Kazumi was wearing.
"?"
Kazumi didn't understand what her brother was trying to do. But then she felt the ripped part of her shorts' crotch spread open, and she understood what her brother was thinking.
"Hey! No, big brother! We can't do that as siblings!"
"What are you talking about now? We did plenty of it last night, didn't we?"
Exposed to the outside air, Kazumi's private parts are bare, glistening and reflecting the dining room light. The pink cord extending from the folds of her lips is particularly suggestive.
"I wonder what it will be like if I leave this in?"
Saying that, Tamotsu lightly tugged the cord of the vibrator he had inserted into his sister's body a few times.
"Ah! No! Stop! Take it out!"
She pleaded in a half-panicked voice. What scared her the most was the uncertainty of what would happen.
"I see. Well, I'll pull it out then."
Tamotsu begins to pull out the rotor's cord, but he does so incredibly slowly that each movement feels distinctly Kazumi's, which only serves to arouse her even more.
"Heh! Please, pull it out in one go!"
But Tamotsu grinned and still only pulled it out slowly. In fact, as soon as the head of the rotor peeked out near the entrance, he loosened his grip. As a result, Kazumi's flesh swallowed the pink egg back into her womb.
"Haaaaaaah!"
A tingling sensation of pleasure ran down Kazumi's spine, causing her to writhe in pleasure. She was aware that her voice was seductive, but there was nothing she could do about it.
"Don't you want me to pull it out? If you keep swallowing it yourself, it'll never come out."
Tamotsu pointed it out as if mocking me, but I couldn't say anything in return. I didn't even have the energy to retort.
"You can't keep having all the fun by yourself forever."
With a slightly irritated voice, Ho said this and easily pulled out the rotor. The pink plastic lump offered only slight resistance before revealing itself covered in mucus.
"Hakun!"
It was so sudden that Kazumi was shocked as if by an electric current. Her body jumped in surprise, but Tamotsu didn't seem to care at all.
He placed his hand on his sister's waist, unzipped his pants with his right hand, and grabbed his penis from inside. It was already hard and erect.
"fire……"
Kazumi gasped as she turned around. Though it was a little strange for her to be surprised now, since she had already seen it the night before, it was still a source of terror for her. Even though she had felt pleasure, the fear wouldn't disappear so easily.
It was already more than hard enough, and pre-ejaculatory fluid was already leaking from the tip.
"She's so wet, we won't even need foreplay."
With that, he pushed his alter ego into the gap between his sister's soft flesh.
"Whoosh! Aaaaaaah!!"
With almost no resistance, Tamotsu's glans slid smoothly into Kazumi. A sly smile played on his lips as Tamotsu thrust his hips forward.
"This is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
With a cry that could be interpreted as either a scream or a cry of joy, Kazumi trembled all over in response to her brother's intrusion. Her brother's penis pushed deeper and deeper, as if wading through a muddy swamp.
"Ah... no... it's too deep...!"
"We're only halfway there."
Kazumi's body arches upward. Tamotsu grabs her hips with both hands as she tries to escape, and thrusts deeper inside her.
The clinging mucous membrane gently wrapped around Tamotsu's penis, enveloping him in a pleasant embrace. Tamotsu slowly closed his eyelids and thrust his hips forward.
"Ahhh!"
Kazumi let out a choked cry and widened her eyes.
"It reached all the way in. You can see that, right?"
He moves his lewd, grinding rod back and forth as he asks his sister a question, but the thrusting motion against her uterus doesn't give her time to answer.
"Hmm, so this is your uterus, right? How does it feel to have your own brother thrusting into your uterus?"
"Ah... no"
"What are you talking about now? There's no way you'd dislike it now, especially since you're holding onto your brother's so tightly."
When Tamotsu lightly slapped Kazumi's buttocks with his open hand, a dry sound echoed in the dining room. It must have been because they were well-toned. And each time the sound rang out, an electric shock ran down Kazumi's spine.
"Hmph!"
From the close embrace of their waists, he could feel Kazumi's body heat and softness. It wasn't the same as his younger sister's from his memories, but the unmistakable body of a woman. Something snapped inside Tamotsu.
Once he pulled his hips back slightly, he gained momentum and thrust forcefully into his sister.
"Kyaaah!"
Kazumi instinctively clenched her fists and gritted her teeth to endure the torrent of pleasure. No, it was going beyond pleasure. For someone with so little experience, her brother's attack was too intense, and his penis was too big.
The pleasure washed over Kazumi like a tsunami, quickly shattering the dam of her reason. Already somewhat swept away, she finally succumbed to her brother's advances.
"Ahhh! That's good!!"
The words came out spontaneously, but Kazumi didn't understand what they meant. But Tamotsu was different.
"Hehe, I see, you're starting to feel good. Well, I guess I'll have to give you a little extra service then."
Then she began grinding her hips vigorously. Mucus was bubbling and gushing out from where the two of them were joined.
"Ahhh! Oh! Deeper! Deeper feels good!"
Forgetting that she was in the dining room, Kazumi raised her voice.
"Inside? Where is that? Tell me."
"My uterus! My uterus feels so good!"
"I see. Well, how about this?"
Tamotsu firmly grasped his sister's hipbones with both hands and thrust his hips forward with force.
"Agh! No! I'm going to die! I'm going to dieeeee!"
The part of him that struck her, thrusting upwards into her uterus, violently pounded into Kazumi's soft internal organs, as if trying to drag her into a world she had never experienced before. The terror sent her into a panic.
Kazumi could no longer support her upper body with her arms and had collapsed face down on the kitchen counter. Perhaps because this made it easier for her to lift her hips, Tamotsu pressed his arms tightly against her lower body, holding her from below.
"No! My stomach's going to get all messed up! Ahh!"
It might be more accurate to say that they're throwing each other around with their hips rather than thrusting. That's how intense the piston-like movements are between these real siblings. And it's still morning, in the kitchen.
As Tamotsu rhythmically shook his hips, Kazumi was becoming breathless.
"Ah! Oh! Ah! No! Hiii!"
She was almost speechless. This overwhelming pleasure was still too much for Kazumi.
Tamotsu grabbed the two breasts that were spilling out of the apron and rolled the fleshy tips between his fingertips.
"Yay! Boobs feel good! Boobs feel so good!"
Her erect nipples were played with by Tamotsu's fingertips, sending a burning sensation to Kazumi. In response, she tightened her muscles around her brother's penis, which she had swallowed inside her womb.
"Hmph, I guess I'm reaching my limit now."
In terms of experience, Tamotsu was not much different from Kazumi, and he too was beginning to feel a tingling, burning sensation as he was about to ejaculate. His painfully engorged penis seemed on the verge of exploding.
"Kazumi, I'm going to pour a lot of my semen into your womb right now."
"Huh?" Kazumi stopped moving. Her eyes suddenly focused, and her expression froze.
"W-wait! Not inside! Stop inside! I'll get pregnant!"
"I've already released so much since yesterday, what are you talking about? If I get pregnant, I can just have an abortion."
"No way!" she almost protested, but the words were forced down her throat. It was because Tamotsu thrust his hips forward again, and her mind went blank. Despite saying she was at her limit, his movements remained intense, and it seemed like Kazumi would reach her limit first. With Tamotsu going full throttle as if in a final sprint, Kazumi was rapidly approaching her peak.
"Aa
Kazumi arches her back and trembles all over. Tamotsu, who was holding her from behind, gripping her chest, is almost thrown off, but their lower bodies remain pressed together.
In retaliation, Tamotsu removed one hand from his sister's chest and reached for the only thing she was wearing: her underwear.
"!!"
Kazumi jumped with a jolt, but no sound came out. She didn't have the presence of mind to react.
Tamotsu pulled aside his sister's shorts, exposing her clitoris, and then touched it directly.
"Wow, it's really tight. I feel like I'm going to come right away."
She wanted to beg him to stop, but she was not in a state to do so. High waves surged up from the core of her body one after another, and each time Kazumi was forcibly pushed higher, her consciousness fading, and her body becoming uncontrollable. At the same time, she noticed a sensation like a burning mass rising up inside her.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
"It's coming out! I'm going to let it out!"
"Aa
As Kazumi was pushed to the highest peak of her pleasure ever, she let out a scream that could be interpreted as either despair or ecstasy.
A single tear rolled down her cheek as she felt the warmth deep within her body.



The sun had already set, and it was completely dark outside, but it was only a little past eight o'clock, and there were still many figures on the street that looked like they were on their way home from work.
"Hey, hey, let's just stop, big brother. I can't do it."
Kazumi looked out the front door and said, "I'm clad in a T-shirt and a miniskirt. However, both look quite tight, and the skirt is so short that you could see my underwear if I don't pull the hem up with my hand."
That's no surprise, as these two outfits are from Kazumi's middle school days, so it's only natural they're too small. The T-shirt is so tight that the shape of her breasts is clearly visible. And from that, you can tell that Kazumi isn't wearing a bra. The miniskirt is even worse. The hem is incredibly short, so half of her buttocks are visible from behind, and her V-zone is peeking out from the front. Because of this, it's also very clear that what she's wearing isn't ordinary underwear.
"If you don't go quickly, I'll strip you naked and throw you outside."
Tamotsu said this with a straight face. It seems like he'd be capable of something like that now.
In fact, Tamotsu had ordered his sister to go to the convenience store and buy some items. He had specifically requested adult magazines and condoms—items that would be quite uncomfortable for a woman to buy. Being told to go buy them while dressed like an exhibitionist is practically torture.
Furthermore, what she was wearing under her skirt wasn't underwear. From behind, it might look like a rather revealing string outfit, but from the front, it barely covered her private parts. And what was covering them wasn't fabric, but a rotor made of hard plastic that could be remotely controlled. Of course, that remote control was in Ho's possession.
"Come on, just get on with it."
With that, Tamotsu pushed Kazumi out the front door, sending her outside.
There were a few people visible on the street, but luckily they were all a little distance away from Kazumi. The convenience store was just a stone's throw away, but to get there she would have to cross the bus route. If she was not careful, she might end up in front of a car's headlights. Of course, if that happened, her bizarre outfit would be impossible to miss for the drivers, and she would also stand out to everyone around her. Kazumi wanted to avoid that situation at all costs. She frantically pulled down the hem of her skirt to hide herself as she started walking towards the convenience store. Of course, she knew that doing so would only make her more noticeable, but as a woman, she couldn't help but do it. She really wanted to hide her chest as well, but she didn't have the energy to do so, so she gave up.
Kazumi looked left and right, waiting for a break in the traffic to step across the road. At that very moment, a car parked on the shoulder suddenly turned on its headlights.
"picture?"
Kazumi finds herself in a state reminiscent of an actress bathed in the spotlight on a stage. However, that stage is a strip club.
"Ah! No!"
In a panic, Kazumi fled from the car onto the sidewalk. How did it look to the driver? To those around her? A flood of thoughts raced through her mind, and she felt an overwhelming urge to crouch down on the spot. But then, a sudden impact dispelled that thought.
"Hyaa
Kazumi froze as a sudden wave of pleasure pierced her body and soul. Tamotsu had operated the remote control and activated the vibrator. The vibrator, now in motion, was pressed tightly against her clitoris, and the sensation, which could only be described as an electric shock, almost made her gasp, forgetting that she was on the street. She somehow managed to summon her composure and started walking down the street towards the convenience store, but her mind was consumed by the pleasure that was erupting from the center of her body like a geyser. She was tempted to reach out and indulge in self-gratification, but she managed to restrain herself.
Even though it was getting dark, there were still a few people walking down the street. Kazumi felt like everyone she passed or who went past her was looking at her, and her heart started pounding so hard she thought it would jump out of her chest.
(I'm standing outside right now, dressed like an exhibitionist.)
This thought took over Kazumi's mind, and she couldn't think of anything else. She tried to take a step towards the convenience store, but with each step, the vibrator between her legs burned to the core of her body. She tried to act as if nothing was wrong, but her steps became awkward, and a pained expression appeared on her face. People passing by looked at her, wondering what was going on, and then walked past.
The walk to the convenience store, which normally takes less than five minutes, felt more than ten times longer this time. But when she reached the front of the store, Kazumi stopped in her tracks.
The inside of the store was brighter than I expected. Now that I think about it, convenience stores are always brightly lit, but I had completely forgotten that. There were a few customers inside and one employee behind the counter. All of them were men. Two of them were browsing magazines, but I couldn't see much more of what was going on inside from the outside.
Kazumi hesitated. But realizing that standing there would only expose her to the eyes of passersby, she decided to take the plunge and enter the shop.
"welcome……!"
A store clerk noticed Kazumi entering the store and called out to her, but was almost speechless by the end of the conversation. That alone was enough to make her want to run away, but at the same time, she also sensed something. She continued further inside the store. There were two people in front of the magazine section. One looked like a student. He was browsing men's magazines, but kept glancing at Kazumi. He probably thought he was looking discreetly, but it was clear that he was completely preoccupied with Kazumi. He was still somewhat cute, but the other man, who looked like a salaryman on his way home from work, looked up from the comic book he was holding and stared at Kazumi without any hesitation. He wasn't just looking. He even had a lewd grin on his face, as if he was clearly having some obscene thoughts. The sight of his eyes sent a shiver down Kazumi's spine.
Kazumi moved towards the back of the store, slipping past the two men. The student-like man followed her only with his eyes, but the businessman-like man subtly moved closer, clearly intending to touch her. She wasn't entirely uninterested in the idea of a groping scenario, but she didn't want to be touched by a middle-aged man who wasn't her type, so she managed to avoid the lecherous old man's hand by cleverly shifting her timing.
At the very back of the magazine section was the adult magazine corner. Kazumi stood in front of it, but couldn't bring herself to pick one up. The rack in front of her was lined with glamour magazines and comic books. On the cover of each one, a beautiful woman was staring at her in a revealing pose. Kazumi felt as if she were one of them. The T-shirt she wore in middle school was too small and didn't hide the details of her body at all. Kazumi even began to feel as if she were standing naked in front of people. Her head felt so hot that it was hazy, and her body felt light and floaty.
When Kazumi looked back at the rack, she saw a group of women in revealing outfits all staring at her at once. Unable to think straight, Kazumi picked up a nearby glamour magazine. It featured a woman with heavy makeup and lingerie that seemed to emphasize rather than conceal, sporting a very suggestive smile.
(Do I look like this too?)
Kazumi couldn't think straight and picked up a glamour magazine. It was a rather unusual magazine for this day and age, with a woman on the cover wearing something like a sheer negligee. She no longer seemed to mind the stares of the two men beside her. No, it wasn't that she didn't mind them at all, but rather that she no longer felt embarrassed or distressed by them. Yes, she was now getting excited by the gazes of others.
Next, Kazumi moved through the store, grabbed a small box of condoms, and headed to the cashier. She could see the cashier glancing at her as they scanned the barcode. She noticed another male customer standing in line right behind her, but pretended not to notice and pulled up the front of her skirt. Of course, the back of her skirt was pulled up as well, and her private parts might be exposed, but at that moment, she was even enjoying it.
"That will be 1,302 yen."
"Huh? Huh?!"
The store clerk and the customer behind her were startled. Of course they were. Anyone would be surprised if a female customer suddenly started writhing in agony in public. This was, of course, the result of Tamotsu operating the remote control from outside the store, but not only others, but even Kazumi herself, never knew when the vibrator attached to her body might start acting up, so if she let her guard down, she'd end up being publicly humiliated like this.
Nevertheless, after somehow paying the bill, I left the store, using the power of reason to restrain my hand from unconsciously reaching for my crotch.
"Huh?!"
I almost collapsed on the spot. Suddenly, I was hit by a sensation like an explosion in the center of my body. The vibration occurred while I was walking, but it must have happened at the exact moment my clitoris was pressed against it, because a spark like I had never experienced before swept through the back of my eyes, and for a moment I almost lost consciousness. I couldn't put any strength into my knees and couldn't move forward. All the while the vibration didn't stop, and my hips started to twitch uncontrollably.
The store lights still shone on her in front of the convenience store, making her clothes visible in detail. Passersby looked at her with curious or contemptuous eyes as they went by.
Meanwhile, Kazumi was losing consciousness and could barely move. Her mind was filled with pink thoughts, and she felt like she was about to start fondling her own private parts. She was almost forgetting that she was on a road.
"Haa, haa, haa, haa"
He roughly grabbed her breast with one hand and slowly began to knead it. In the back of her mind, she was desperately trying to stop him, but her body no longer listened to reason.
"That's enough."
Startled by someone's voice, I looked up and saw my brother standing there with a nasty, creepy grin on his face. Suddenly, I understood what I had been doing and felt so ashamed I could almost go crazy.
"To grope breasts on the side of the road, she's become quite the slutty nymphomaniac."
"Ugh"
I'm so embarrassed I want to run away. But my lower body feels numb and I can't move. The vibrator is still working.
"Come on, stand up. You can't move if you don't stand up."
Immediately after saying that, Tamotsu whispered in his sister's ear.
"I'll make you feel so good you'll lose control of your legs."
My whole body shivered. Just imagining it made me feel like I might lose consciousness. Somewhere in my head, my reason was blaring a loud alarm, but I didn't pay any attention to it at all.
"Look"
With that, he pulled her up with more force than she had expected, and she was made to stand in his arms. His surprisingly strong arms supported her.
With his arm around his sister's shoulder, Tamotsu headed home. To an outsider, they might look like a close couple, but what would the reaction be if people knew this was a twisted sibling love?
As they walked, Tamotsu would occasionally bump his hips into Kazumi, causing her body to sway irregularly.
"Ah! Kyaah!"
This was certainly not just lovers fooling around. He was making Kazumi's legs get tangled, causing the vibrations of the vibrator at the center to become random. When her legs got tangled and crossed, the vibrator was pressed harder against her clitoris. Having been subjected to this on the way home, even though she had only walked a short distance, Kazumi's consciousness was almost reaching its peak.
"There we are, we've arrived."
Tamotsu opened the door, and as if pushed by him, Kazumi entered the entrance hall.
It struck me suddenly when I bent down to take off my shoes.
Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
"Hyaah, kuaaah!"
The unique sound and vibrations, unlike anything she had experienced before, made Kazumi gasp, forgetting that she was in the entrance hall.
"I've kept you waiting for quite a while. You've also managed to do your shopping properly, so as a reward, I'll let you have a little fun."
"No way, not in a place like this?!"
The vibrations of the 100V power supply, which are completely different from the battery power supply she'd been using before, mercilessly strip away Kazumi's rational thinking.
"Ahh! No! Stop! Not here! Ahh! Someone will see us!"
"So that's fine, isn't it? You want to be seen too, right? You're so wild when you're outside."
"Th-that's...! Ahh!"
Unable to stand any longer at the front door, Kazumi collapses to the ground. Still, Tamotsu doesn't let go of his sister and continues to press the electric massager against her, causing Kazumi to writhe and thrash on the doormat. But the massager doesn't come down.
"Hyaah! Fukkaa
It's practically a scream now. And it's gotten out of control, so the sound is so loud it seems like it could be heard all the way out onto the street from the wide-open front door.
Her miniskirt was pulled up, revealing even her electric panties, which didn't seem to function as underwear, and her sweaty thighs writhed seductively.
"Hmph!!"
Kazumi let out a faint cry, her eyes wide, her chin jutting out, and trembling. Soon, she collapsed to the ground as if all the air had been drained from her.
"Did you come? You're a quick learner, even though you only lost your virginity recently."
Saying that, Ho lifted his exhausted sister's skirt and took off her black, belt-like electric panties.
"Huh?"
With my mind in a daze, I couldn't immediately understand what my brother was trying to do.
Tamotsu sat down on the porch and had his sister sit on his lap. Of course, his penis was hard and erect, pointing straight up to the sky.
Kazumi only realized it when the tip touched her vulva.
"What?! Wait a minute!! The door's still open?!"
"It's so wet, it'll go in easily."
Even as she said this, Kazumi's hips slowly slid down onto Tamotsu.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
Kazumi gritted her teeth and cursed herself for being unable to stop her hips from moving downwards, even as her whole body trembled.
"Hmm, it's tightening quite a bit. Is it because I might be being watched?"
"No! Don't say that!"
Seeing his sister resisting helplessly, Tamotsu smirked and then suddenly stood up.
"Huh?! Wait, ahh!"
She was positioned facing outwards from the entrance, receiving Tamotsu's penis from behind. Kazumi could see people walking by in her line of sight.
"No! This is a bit much! I don't like it!"
"If you make too much noise, everyone will look over here."
With a grin on his face, Ho slammed his hips against me. He was hitting my fleshy buttocks from behind, making loud slapping sounds.
"Fuguh! Mmm! Mmm!"
I frantically tried to suppress the voice that was about to burst out, but it was no use trying to hold it in.
Kazumi desperately tried to support herself against the wall, because otherwise she felt like she would collapse right there.
"Haa, haa, haa, big brother, please, just let me go."
"Forgive me? But it seems like they're not in the mood."
With that, Tamotsu thrust his penis in with force. Foamy mucus oozed from between them, wetting Kazumi's thighs.
"Ahhh! Oh! That feels good!"
Unintentionally, Kazumi's honest feelings spilled out of her mouth.
She arches her back, pushing her breasts outwards through her braless T-shirt. Ho grabs them from behind with one hand.
"Hmph!"
The moment he was crushed, he let out a choked cry, but he didn't shake off his brother's hand; in fact, he seemed to be actively accepting it.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
I was aware that my voice was gradually getting higher, but there was nothing I could do about it. I could see figures moving about in the dim light in my field of vision, and I thought I knew what to do, but my body was no longer under my control.
She could feel her body temperature rising. She could feel her core burning. Kazumi was confused, feeling guilty that this was happening because of her own brother, yet also realizing that she was excited by the situation itself.
"Look, it'll be soon."
Tamotsu grabbed his sister's wrists and pulled her from behind as if he were pulling on reins, thrusting his hips in time with her movements.
His hips rhythmically struck Kazumi's buttocks, creating a loud slapping sound that echoed from the entrance all the way outside, but it seemed no one noticed.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! That feels good! That feels so good!"
She couldn't think straight anymore. Kazumi's mind went completely blank, and all sense of morality and reason vanished. All she could think about was devouring the pleasure before her. At that moment, the fact that she was in a forbidden relationship with her brother vanished from her mind as well.
"Ugh, it's about to come out!"
Saying that, Tamotsu began to grind his hips forcefully. It felt as if the center of her body was being roughly stirred up, and Kazumi let out a cry that was almost a scream. And immediately afterward, a hot sensation she had never felt before flooded her insides.
"Aa
It was a voice that could easily be heard all the way down the street. Her ample breasts, encased in her T-shirt, were thrust forward as she arched her back, and even in this darkness, the tips of her nipples were clearly visible, making it seem as if they could be seen from the street.
Receiving her brother's gushing fluids into her vagina, her heated body reached its climax in an instant. She no longer cared that he was her own brother or that they might be seen from outside. All that remained was carnal desire.
Kazumi felt her own flesh tightly gripping Tamotsu's rigid penis.
"Whoa!"
It wasn't something she did consciously. But Kazumi found the sensation pleasant.
"It feels like I'm being sucked dry. It's so pleasant..."
Tamotsu let out a dreamy sigh behind her. Kazumi felt Tamotsu's body regain its strength inside her. A sticky fluid oozed from between them and dripped down Kazumi's thighs.
"Big brother, it's hard again."
"What, do you want me to stir it up more?"
Without answering, Kazumi chuckled and tightened her honey pot.
With a grin, Ho began to thrust his now-hardened penis into his sister's secret cavity.
"Ah! Ow! Ah! Woohoo!"
Even though we were right at the front door, the voices were higher pitched than before. And it wasn't just the voices. The dry, rhythmic thud of flesh hitting flesh, and the wet, sticky sloshing of water stirring the muddy meat, were all so loud it seemed as if they were deliberately trying to be heard outside.
"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!"
Kazumi lets out a scream that can only be described as a shriek. At this point, it's hard to distinguish between cries of pleasure and cries of pain.
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Kazumi was groaning, her hair disheveled. Tamotsu released the hand he had been holding onto his sister, pulled her closer, grabbed her breast through her T-shirt, and pinched and kneaded the nipple with his fingers. Kazumi turned her head and her tongue intertwined with her brother's behind her.
"Mmm... mmm, ah, mmm"
The brother and sister greedily exchange each other's saliva.
"Big brother, I can't anymore..."
"Do you want it inside again?"
Kazumi remained silent, looking down, but eventually nodded slightly.
Immediately afterward, he thrust his hips in with full force, and Kazumi almost stopped breathing.
"Ah...! Oh...!"
It opened and closed its mouth, but was so panicked that it couldn't properly inhale air.
"There, how about this?"
As he thrusts deeper once more, Tamotsu's penis explodes again, burning Kazumi's internal organs to ashes.
"It's so hot..."
With a dreamy look in her eyes, Kazumi said only that, then closed her eyes as if falling asleep.



"I'm home. Ah, I'm so tired."
"Welcome back. How was your trip?"
The next day, Kazumi greets her parents when they return from their trip. As usual, Tamotsu remains holed up in his room.
"That's good. You should have come too."
I respond to such parents with an ambiguous smile.
"Huh? Kazumi, you had a skirt that short?"
"Oh, I pulled it out because it's hot."
When she answered, she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt; instead, a thick vibrator that Tamotsu had given her was thrust inside, kneading and further softening Kazumi's soft flesh.

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She never imagined it. She never thought she'd be violated by her own brother.​

Author: Ryuga Jo
Published: 2021/09/12
"Okay, I'm off now. Make sure you lock the doors and everything."
"Just because it's getting hot doesn't mean you should only eat easy foods, or you'll get exhausted. Make sure you eat proper meals."
Matsubara, now nineteen years old , listened with a wry smile 　as his parents expressed their concerns　 .和美Kazumi
"It's okay. You're not a child anymore."
"And also..."
Her mother began to say something in a slightly lowered voice, but Kazumi interrupted her and answered.
"You're his older brother, right? I know that. Just leave your food outside your room, and you'll do the rest yourself. Don't worry."
Although her mother still seemed somewhat anxious, Kazumi somewhat forcefully sent her parents off on their three-day, two-night trip, saying, "Have a good trip!"
"Well, I guess I have to submit my report today. What a pain."
Muttering to herself, Kazumi returned to her room and began getting ready to go to university.



"...What, it's Kazumi."
"Oh, big brother, I'm home."
As the sun began to set and she finished writing, Kazumi returned from university and happened to see her brother, whom she hadn't seen in a while, as he was coming out of the bathroom.保Tamotsu
To begin with, although Tamotsu is 23 years old, he doesn't have a job. What's more, he didn't even go to university.
He had decent grades until high school, but he failed his university entrance exams and couldn't get into his desired school. Perhaps his stubbornness after that backfired, as even after two years of trying, he still couldn't get into his dream school. Since then, he has completely lost motivation for everything and spends his days holed up in his room playing online games on his computer. That said, even his family doesn't really know what kind of life he's actually leading. Part of it is that he's completely withdrawn and has no contact with his family, but his parents don't know how to deal with their son in this state, and they're currently treating him like a delicate flower, avoiding contact with him.
However, his younger sister, Kazumi, was a little different. It wasn't that she particularly adored her brother, but she wasn't especially wary of him either. She simply treated him like any other family member, with whom she didn't have much contact.
"Kazumi, where's Mom?"
He comes over, almost mumbling the question. He doesn't seem particularly concerned, but he's probably noticed that the atmosphere inside the house is different.
"Mom and Dad have gone on a trip for the weekend, starting today."
"I see," was all Tamotsu replied, and he started to go back to his room.
"Oh, big brother! How about we have dinner together sometime?"
"...Ah, yes, that's right."
Tamotsu stopped walking, turned around with a look of utter annoyance, and replied.
But Kazumi didn't notice the ugly distortion of his face behind his glasses that followed.
For dinner, there was eel rice bowl, soup, and marinated grilled eggplant on the table.
"Okay, let's eat."
"Ah, do you have any beer?"
"Hmm? I think we had some low-malt beer."
Saying this, Kazumi rose from the chair she had been sitting in and headed towards the refrigerator. As soon as she turned her back, Tamotsu quickly sprinkled some white powder from a small bag he was holding onto the bowl of soup Kazumi was eating.
"Yes. My brother started drinking low-alcohol beer before I even realized it."
"Do you want a drink too?"
He said that and handed me a can that he had just opened.
"Okay. Besides, I'm still a minor, you know?"
"It's none of your business," he said, taking a big gulp of his beer. Seeing this, Kazumi smiled softly, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat.
After the meal was over, Kazumi cleared the dishes and then, with one hand on her head, said:
"Let me lie down on the sofa for just a little while."
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Hmm, Kazumi groaned.
"I don't think it's anything like that, but I feel kind of dizzy..."
In fact, what Tamotsu had mixed into his sister's food was a sleeping pill, which would take effect in as little as 20 or 30 minutes. It was a very weak effect, but it seemed to work enough for Kazumi, who didn't usually take much medicine. She managed to make it to the sofa, collapsed onto it, and immediately fell asleep.
Seeing this, Tamotsu finished the remaining beer, stood up from the table, and approached Kazumi.



"......?"
Suddenly, Kazumi woke up to find herself sleeping on the living room floor. "Wasn't I sleeping on the sofa?" she wondered, tilting her head, when she felt something strange on her neck.
"...What is this?!"
Kazumi's slender, white neck was fitted with a rugged collar made of what appeared to be bright red leather. Moreover, it was secured with metal studs, and a small padlock was attached to the clasp. In other words, the collar could not be removed without the key to this padlock.
But that wasn't all. The collar had a chain attached to it, and somehow, it had been put on and secured with a padlock to a metal fitting fixed to the living room wall.
"Why?! What's going on?!"
Kazumi goes from panic to near-hysteria. The chain is too short, making it difficult to even stand up, let alone move.
"Oh, you're awake."
"Big brother?! What's going on here?! Why is this happening?!"
However, Tamotsu didn't answer his sister's question, instead just staring at her.
"Big brother?! Are you listening?!"
"You've developed quite a sexy body, haven't you?"
"!!"
At that moment, Kazumi understood everything. Yes, this was all part of Tamotsu's plan. Unbeknownst to Kazumi, he had mixed sleeping pills into her food to facilitate this situation.
But Kazumi still couldn't believe it. Her brother was indeed 23 years old and unemployed, spending most of his time holed up in his room, but she believed that he wasn't the kind of person who would commit a crime. And yet...
"Why……"
"Why? Take a good look at yourself. You're wandering around with that sexy body. It looks like you're trying to seduce people. That's why!"
It was a terrible argument. But his eyes seemed to hold a hint of madness, so she was too frightened to resist any further.
With a leering gaze, Tamotsu examined Kazumi's entire body. Her shoulder-length hair was jet black and had a beautiful sheen. Her nose was small but well-shaped, with a straight bridge that sat in the center of her small face. The shoulders on which the collar rested were slender and looked as if they could be easily broken. Her arms, visible from the light blue camisole dress she was wearing, were delicate and pale, clearly not the type to do any heavy lifting. However, the neckline of her sleeveless dress was pushed up quite boldly. Well, that was to be expected if she had an 85cm D-cup bust. Everything below that was hidden by the flare, but her legs, which were slender and lying on the floor beneath the hem of the dress, were covered in flawless, beautiful skin. Indeed, if a body like that was hanging in front of him, he might be overcome with lust.
But she's my own sister. I have no right to harbor such feelings.
"Big brother... what are you...?"
I raised my voice even more annoyedly at my sister, who was looking at me with a frightened expression and a wary gaze.
"What do you mean? I'm saying let me touch your body!"
He said this and thrust his arm towards Kazumi, but she resisted fiercely.
"Nooooooooooo!! Stop itttttt!!"
He violently swung both arms at Tamotsu, refusing to let him get close.
"Tch, this guy...!"
No matter how much of a woman she was, she was still a university student, practically an adult. If she resisted with all her might, it wouldn't be easy to subdue her. The siblings struggled for a while, trying to do something about it, but then, as if he had an idea, Tamotsu left the living room.
He had only been out of the living room for a very short time. He returned almost immediately, clutching something in his hand. When he held one of them out to her, Kazumi let out a small shriek. It was a pair of handcuffs, gleaming with a metallic sheen.
"Don't worry. It's not real. It's a toy I bought online. It's just plastic with a chrome finish. But even this could hurt someone if they were to run around too wildly."
The restraints made a surprisingly light rattling sound, and Kazumi couldn't take her eyes off them out of fear. Holding them, Tamotsu approached Kazumi.
"Stop! Stop it!"
Her arm was grabbed, and Kazumi resisted, but this time the man got behind her, making it impossible for her to shake him off. Before she knew it, handcuffs were snapped into place. Immediately afterward, handcuffs were put on her other wrist as well, and Kazumi's hands were tied behind her back. She looked just like a criminal who had been arrested by the police.
"……why?"
It was less like he was listening and more like he was muttering to himself. But it wasn't over yet. Once, Tamotsu moved away from Kazumi and immediately returned with something in his hand. He was holding something red.
"...No...No."
Seeing this, Kazumi weakly shook her head from side to side, indicating her refusal, but it only drew closer to her.
It was a red cotton rope. It was supple and soft, but quite thick and seemed to be quite long. Kazumi knew exactly what it would be used for.
Tamotsu squatted beside Kazumi, holding a red rope, and began to tie it around her body.
"No! Stop! Big brother, please!"
She tries to escape the ropes by twisting her body, but there's no way she can get away that easily. Before her eyes, the crimson ropes wrap around her arms and torso, further restricting her freedom.
While handcuffs allowed for some movement, albeit with limitations, being tied up with ropes meant almost no freedom at all. Moreover, even supporting my own body became difficult, and I ended up collapsing onto the hardwood floor.
The rope seemed to be quite long, covering a significant portion of Kazumi's torso, but it didn't reach her ample bust. Or perhaps it was intentionally left off. The red rope tightened around her from above and below, making Kazumi's bust appear even plumper than usual. Unfortunately, because it was summer, she was wearing thin clothing, and even the embroidery on her bra was visible through it.
"What big boobs. What cup size are they?"
Tamotsu stands beside her, looking down at her and asking, but Kazumi averts her gaze and doesn't answer.
"It looks like it's around a C or D."
He said that and then bent down, stretching his neck to look at Kazumi's chest from various angles. It was the first time she had ever felt such disgust towards her own brother.
"Hmph, you're ignoring me? Fine, I'll make sure you can't ignore me, whether you like it or not."
"What are you going to do?" she asked, looking up. He grabbed the rope that Tamotsu was using to tie her up, pulled her up, untied part of it, changed her position, and began to tie her again. Of course, Kazumi had no intention of letting him do as he pleased, so she struggled and resisted again. But, having learned his lesson from last time, Tamotsu easily pinned her down and made her sit cross-legged on his lap.
"No! I hate being dressed like this!"
She was wearing a dress, so if she sat cross-legged, her skirt would naturally be visible. She struggled to avoid it, but it was all in vain. Her ankles were tied together in a cross-legged position, and her knees were also tied together so they couldn't be straightened, and a rope was placed around the back of her neck. This put her in a position where she could look down at her own crotch. She had no choice but to acknowledge her miserable posture. Moreover, in this position, her chest was also in view. It was indeed bulging out from between the ropes, and she realized, rather belatedly, that it was a more lewd sight than she had thought.
"Wow, you're wearing cute panties."
"No! Don't look!"
Since she was at home, Kazumi was wearing light pink, low-rise shorts with a modest design overall, although they had lace around the crotch. However, since she had been wearing them all day, she was extremely embarrassed at the thought of anyone seeing them.
"Hehehe"
After re-tying her, Tamotsu briefly stepped away, retrieved his father's whiskey from the cabinet, poured it into a glass filled with ice, then pulled a dining chair over and positioned himself directly in front of Kazumi. With a smirk, he began to lick the contents of the glass while watching his sister's indecent behavior.
"Ugh... Big brother, please untie this."
"...Are you an idiot? I just tied you up, why are you untying you already? It's pointless if you do that."
Tamotsu replied in a voice that sounded astonished.
"Because...it hurts."
"Is it just painful?"
Her brother's words startled her. His voice was clearly laughing. Kazumi felt as if he could see right through her to the depths of her being.
"...How embarrassing."
Kazumi mumbled in a barely audible voice.
"Yeah, I guess so. It's embarrassing to spread your legs and expose your panties in front of a man."
He spoke in a voice that was clearly louder than usual, almost as if mocking her. His voice made Kazumi feel even more embarrassed.
"Wow, you've really developed a sexy body. Did you get a boyfriend or something?"
"That's not true..."
Ignoring those words, Tamotsu was staring around his sister's crotch. The hem of her light blue dress was pulled up high, exposing her legs completely from the thighs up. She wasn't too skinny, nor was she fat. Her plump, sexy thighs extended from the lace trim of her pink shorts. Because she was sitting cross-legged, the lines of her thighs were clearly visible at the base, and there was a gap in her shorts in that area. When Tamotsu saw this, he grinned nastyly.
"Is the hair there quite thick? It's sticking out."
"Huh?" Kazumi exclaimed in surprise, and hastily stared at her crotch. Her appearance was so comical that Tamotsu burst out laughing. His laughter made Kazumi realize she had been tricked, and she became even more embarrassed.
Despite having worn them all day, the shorts showed no signs of stains or anything. While there were noticeable wrinkles around the crotch area, there wasn't even a hint of sweat. Of course, they didn't seem to be clinging to her body. It was already quite hot, so she wasn't wearing stockings. Hozumi likes the look of legs in stockings, so in that sense, it was a bit of a shame, as she tilted the cut glass in her hand.
Meanwhile, Kazumi was overwhelmed with embarrassment. It would be embarrassing enough for other family members to see her underwear, but for her brother, who was close in age, to see it was unthinkable. And to think he would look at her in such a sexual way...
Her dress was pulled up quite daringly, and Tamotsu could see Kazumi's lower abdomen above her shorts. Perhaps due to nervousness, that area was moving up and down restlessly, and her smooth skin was rippling.
"Brother, please forgive me."
"Forgive me? For what? Did you do something that requires my forgiveness?"
"Uh... that's not it..."
Kazumi's expression became even more troubled. Looking at her face through the glass, Tamotsu wore an even more wicked grin.
"Aren't you misunderstanding something? I'm not doing this because I want to hurt you."
"picture?"
He looked up at his brother with a surprised and astonished expression.
"I just want to slowly admire your beautiful, glamorous body."
"picture……"
A complex mix of emotions swirls within Kazumi. Though it is family, she is shaken by being called beautiful to her face by someone of the opposite sex, and this, combined with the revulsion of being seen as a sexual object, confuses her.
The glasses were reflecting the light and shining brightly. Because of this, Kazumi couldn't read her brother's expression.
"Honestly, seeing you like this makes me proud to be your older brother. I want your body to be mine alone."
Those words filled Kazumi with an indescribable terror, and she shivered.
"I'm going to make you so dependent on me that you can't live without me."
Saying that, Tamotsu gulped down his whiskey.



The next morning, Kazumi woke up with aches and pains all over her body. Although the ropes had been untied, the collar and chain were still on, so she had no choice but to sleep on the living room floor. Grimacing and enduring the creaking of her joints, she got up when Tamotsu came in.
"Oh, you're awake. Well, I suppose you can't get much sleep there."
I didn't have the energy to retort sarcastically, and even though summer was almost here, I couldn't even wipe myself down, so I just endured the discomfort and said...
"I haven't been in ages... let me go to the toilet."
"Oh, that's right, I haven't been there since last night."
Saying this, Tamotsu took out a keychain with several keys attached from his pocket, used one of them to detach the chain that was fixed to the wall, and helped Kazumi to her feet.
Because it had been a long time since Kazumi had stood up, her knees wouldn't straighten, and the option of running away from her brother was no longer available.
Still chained up, Tamotsu led the way to the toilet. It was the first time they'd left the living room since last night, but that didn't matter anymore. Kazumi vaguely felt like she was just like a dog on a leash, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Come on, hurry up."
When Tamotsu reached the toilet, he pointed to it for his sister. Kazumi knew where the toilet was since it was her own house, but feeling that resisting would be futile, she simply went in without saying a word.
Jalan.
"Hey, big brother, the chain is in the way and I can't close the door."
"Who said you could close the door?"
Kazumi was stunned. She finally understood what her brother was saying. He wanted her to use the toilet in front of him. Even though they were family, she wasn't that open about it.
"No, no way! I can't do it unless the door is closed!"
"You can do it. Just don't worry about what I think. Hurry up, or you'll wet yourself."
That said, Kazumi wasn't so thick-skinned that she could easily ignore other people's eyes, and she even hesitated to go further into the restroom from the entrance. Moreover, the chain wasn't very long, so if she tried to sit on the toilet, Tamotsu would be standing right in front of her. With her in that position, it was no wonder that nothing was happening.
"Oh, big brother, I really can't take it anymore. I can't hold back. Please forgive me."
"So just go ahead and pee. I'm telling you, if you wet yourself, clean it up yourself."
"Uhh..."
Sweat was already beading down Kazumi's temples. It was probably cold sweat. Her fidgeting and restlessness were signs that she was nearing her limit. But even so, as a college student, she absolutely wanted to avoid wetting herself. She looked back and forth between the toilet and her brother's face, her expression becoming one of despair.
"Give up."
I don't know if those words made her decide, but immediately afterward, Kazumi lifted the hem of her dress, quickly pulled down her underwear, and sat down on the toilet. Because the chain was short, Tamotsu was standing by the toilet door, so he would be able to hear the sounds. Kazumi covered her face with both hands. At the same time, a splashing sound echoed throughout the toilet.
"It's coming out with quite a bit of force. Was it all built up?"
"Nooo!"
Despite Tamotsu's teasing remarks, she only cried out in rejection, and it seemed as though she wasn't going to stop peeing. She's always had trouble stopping once she started, and since it had been building up since last night, there seemed to be quite a lot of it.
In front of Tamotsu, who was grinning, Kazumi began to sob, hiccuping. Tamotsu watched slowly as the tears streamed down her face from between her hands.
Eventually, Kazumi finished using the toilet and tried to wipe herself with toilet paper, crying, when Tamotsu suddenly pulled the chain, causing her to fall face-first onto the floor in front of the toilet.
"It hurts..."
"You don't have to wipe it yourself, I'll clean it for you."
At first, Kazumi couldn't understand what her brother was saying. But when she saw him lift the hem of her dress with the part of his lower body that still hadn't pulled up his underwear, she instinctively tried to stop him.
But he was a man after all, and he brushed her off with one hand. Then he pulled her dress up to her waist and latched onto her bare buttocks.
"Nooooooooooooo!"
He actually started licking his own sister's crotch. And he did it right after she'd gone to the toilet, before she'd even wiped with toilet paper. For Kazumi, it was a nightmare.
"Stop it, big brother! Nooooooo!!"
Kazumi struggles to escape from her brother's mouth, but he cleverly traps the chain attached to her collar and her lower body, preventing her from getting away.
Slurp, slurp!!
"Nooooo!!"
With an unusually loud splashing sound, Tamotsu slurped between her sister's legs. The sensation was so disgusting that Kazumi screamed loudly. Something moist and warm was wriggling between her legs, crawling around a part that no one had ever touched before. It was sucking on her most private parts, like it was sucking out her urine, and it sent shivers down her spine.
Unaware of Kazumi's feelings, Tamotsu sharpened the tip of his tongue and tried to penetrate his sister's small opening.
"Nooo! Stop it!"
The stimulation of that tiny opening, which even I had never touched before, only intensified my feelings of disgust. The opening was too small for even the tip of Ho's tongue to fit inside, but the persistent licking made me feel as if my urethra and bladder were being violated by his tongue.
"Hehe, it smells a little strong. That's to be expected since you didn't take a bath yesterday. But your body odor isn't bad."
Saying that, I buried my nose in my sister's exposed crotch and took a deep breath.
"Ahhh, that's disgusting. Stop it."
She gets on all fours, trying to get away from her brother, but with her shorts not even pulled up, she can barely move her legs and gets caught again.
"It had a slightly spicy taste, but it was quite a unique delicacy. I think I'm going to get addicted to it."
"Stop it..."
Kazumi covered her ears and collapsed onto the floor. However, in that position, she ended up with her buttocks sticking out towards Ho. The hem of her dress was pulled up high, and with her underwear pulled down, all that was revealed was her bare, peachy bottom.
"..."
He silently stared at the lower half of his sister's body as she lay face down on the floor, sobbing. Her round, fleshy body was covered in beautiful, smooth, white skin, and from it extended her firm thighs. She didn't seem to exercise much, so she wasn't particularly muscular, but the fat had just the right amount to create feminine curves, highlighting her sensuality. There wasn't a single blemish on her smooth skin, not even a single hair was visible. It was like a marble sculpture. But if you looked closely, you could see the twisted threads of blood vessels running beneath the thin layer of fat. In some places, the redness of her muscles was faintly visible through her skin. These contrasted with the pink shorts that were caught around her knees, making them seem to gleam.
When he looked up again, the plump, round buttocks were illuminated by the morning sun streaming into the narrow corridor. They were round and gleaming white, but there was no sense of unhealthiness; rather, they gave off an impression of purity. The two fleshy buns were slightly parted from where Tamotsu had been sucking just moments before, and the glistening silk fabric peeked out between them. As he gazed at them, a thirst for desire resurfaced within Tamotsu.
It seemed as if a soft-bodied creature, like a sea slug, was wriggling in the valley between her buttocks, in time with Kazumi's breathing. It was as if it was inviting Tamotsu to move. Of course, it was just his own delusion, but to Tamotsu, that didn't matter.
He slowly rose and leaned over Kazumi's lower body once again.
"Huh...? Nooooo!"
She lifted her still tear-filled face, turned around, and cried out to her brother. His hand was on Kazumi's thigh, trying to spread her legs apart again. She was trying to escape her prone position, so her buttocks were exposed and defenseless. Tamotsu spread her legs apart, revealing the spring that was breathing deep inside.
Her lips were now even wider than before, revealing the sparse pubic hair growing on the front of her body. It was like a thin mist, softly framing Kazumi's private parts. Just above that, her private parts, including the urethral opening that he had been sucking just moments before, were peeking out from between her slightly parted lips.
Her secret lips seemed wet. Bathed in the still-soft morning light, they appeared to be faintly glistening to Tamotsu. They slowly and seductively moved as if inviting him, and he was drawn closer to his sister's most private parts.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
It was just the right size for Tamotsu to cover the whole thing with his mouth. He covered it with his lips, then used the tip of his tongue to explore the large outer folds of flesh and slowly licked its edges.
Kazumi's body jumped violently, and she burst into tears.
"Aa!!"
Of course, Tamotsu didn't care about such things. His tongue continued, wetting the surface of the folds with saliva. With each movement of Tamotsu's tongue, Kazumi's hips twitched and convulsed. Surprisingly, there was no smell, but Tamotsu enjoyed the salty taste that made his tongue tingle because she hadn't bathed all night. After thoroughly licking both the front and back of one fold, he sucked on the other side. This time, he took it into his mouth and savored the sensitive petals with his entire tongue.
"Stop it! That's gross! Yippee!"
He suddenly pulled the chain around his rebellious younger sister's neck, throwing her off balance. Kazumi tumbled over onto her back in the hallway. Immediately, Tamotsu latched onto her crotch and resumed his oral sex.
Having been teased by Tamotsu for quite some time, Kazumi's vulva had begun to open up slightly. Tamotsu slowly inserted the tip of his tongue into that small gap.
"No! Don't put it in! Nooooo!!"
I had suspected my sister, given her personality, probably didn't have much experience with men, and it seems I wasn't entirely wrong. There was still a lingering firmness and girlish innocence about her. She pushed my tongue back with considerable force. Nevertheless, I bent my tongue to fit the shape of the gap and slowly pushed it deeper, and I could now sense a rich fragrance.
Perhaps because he had licked it so thoroughly, it felt somewhat moist. Though only slightly, not enough to really taste. Nevertheless, seeking more, I pressed my tongue further in.
"Nooooooo!! Don't come intttttttt!!"
She resisted, making penetration surprisingly difficult. Having no other choice, he nibbled on his sister's clitoris, which was still covered by her foreskin.
"Aaah! Stop it! Don't lick there!!"
Kazumi continued to reject him as usual, but Tamotsu didn't miss the slight hint of sensuality in her voice.
"Heh heh, you have a cute voice too."
Saying that, he once again latched onto Kazumi's sensitive bud, foreskin and all, and smoothly peeled back the skin, exposing the inside.
"Ahhh!!"
Kazumi's hips suddenly jumped up. If she had almost no experience with masturbation, this shock must have been quite intense.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
A desperate voice spilled from Kazumi's lips. Hearing that, Tamotsu's smile deepened.
I licked that still-fresh fleshy protrusion with my tongue.
"Heeeee!!"
A tingling, burning sensation ran from Kazumi's groin up her tailbone and up her spine, causing her body to tremble and convulse.
Kazumi's not-so-dense pubic hair tickled Tamotsu's nose. It smelled somewhat of sweat, but even that only fueled Tamotsu's excitement at that moment. He inhaled the scent through his nose and licked his sister's clitoris with single-minded focus.
"Huh?! Stop it, big brother! Nooooo!!"
She still struggles violently, but Tamotsu doesn't seem to care. He continues to lick her sensitive parts, pecking at them, making slurping sounds.
"Please, big brother! Stop! Forgive me!"
However, compared to the beginning, it seems that the tone has toned down somewhat. Perhaps he's getting tired, but Tamotsu sensed something else.
"What's wrong, Kazumi? Are you in a hurry about something?"
Saying that, he put his tongue to the virgin spring again.
"No! I'm not panicking! Stop it!"
But at that very moment, a single drop of water welled up from deep within Kazumi.
"Huh?!"
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Contrary to the content of his question, a look of clear curiosity was on Tamotsu's face as he asked his sister, but there was no way she could tell him the truth.
"N-nothing at all!"
However, Kazumi was inwardly very desperate. She was certainly aware of the changes happening to her body. And at her age, she naturally understood what it meant. She understood, but she couldn't accept it. Why did her body react when her mind denied it?
Meanwhile, Tamotsu could easily understand the changes in Kazumi. Although he had no experience with women, he had gathered a wealth of useless information from the internet and other sources, so he understood very well what state his sister was in and what was happening. Of course, this was partly because Kazumi had no experience with men and had low resistance to stimulation, making her reactions easy to understand, but even they, with their limited experience, couldn't understand that much.
"Oh no!"
Noticing that Tamotsu was trying to attach himself to her lower abdomen again, Kazumi frantically called out to stop her brother, but Tamotsu was one step faster.
Slurp.
"Huuu!!"
"Hmm? Something's coming out."
Even though they know what it is, they deliberately pretend not to know.
"Is that pee? No, no, that can't be it."
Saying that, he inserted the fingers of his right hand into his sister.
"Nooooo!"
She screamed at the feeling of a foreign object entering her womb, but she couldn't pull it out herself and could only writhe in agony. Encouraged by her reaction, Tamotsu pushed his fingers further in.
"Ahh!"
Kazumi tilts her chin back in response to the stimulus.
"Hmm, it looks like it's bubbling up from deep inside. I wonder what it is?"
Clearly amused, he pokes Kazumi's insides with his index finger. When he pushes it in up to the second joint, he feels something clinging to his fingertip. As he slowly pulls it out, a sparkling drop of fluid, glistening in the early morning light, stretches out in a thin thread.
I lowered my finger again, then pulled it out, and lowered it again. I slowly began a piston-like motion. Soon, a sticky, squelching sound began to echo, and my entire finger became covered in mucus.
"Please, big brother! Stop!"
However, that voice seems to have lost some of its power compared to before.
"Do you really want me to stop?"
As he listened, Tamotsu bent his index finger towards Kazumi's stomach and stimulated her inner wall by rubbing it with his fingertip.
"Aaah! S-stop it!"
It was difficult for an untrained eye to determine whether Kazumi's distorted expression was due to pain or some other reason, but to Tamotsu, it seemed as though his sister had already succumbed to pleasure.
Her vaginal walls were gradually becoming softer and more relaxed, and the viscosity of the mucus was increasing. Ho was also beginning to feel the heat on his fingertips.
"Aren't you getting fired up too? Huh?"
"N-no, that's not true!"
He denied it in a flustered voice.
"So, what is this? Tell me."
He pulled out his right hand and rubbed the fingers against Kazumi's cheek, smearing the sticky fluid onto her face. Kazumi turned her face away slightly, but didn't show any further aversion.
Hozumi, getting carried away, plunged his fingers again into the exposed soft flesh and stirred the swamp-like area noisily.
"Aaah! D-don't be so rough!"
"Is it okay if I'm gentle?"
"cormorant……"
It was mostly childish conversation. But when I was at a loss for words, Tamotsu would slip his finger inside.
"Huh?!"
Yasushi bent the finger he had inserted inside Kazumi and rubbed the ventral side of her vagina with his fingertip, causing a nasal moan to escape her lips. There was a fold of mucous membrane there, and it was precisely the G-spot.
"Does this feel good?"
"That's not it... Hmph!"
Kazumi writhed in agony from the shock that hit her. Apparently pleased with her reaction, Tamotsu focused his attack on that spot. Soon, a fountain of fluid gushed out, and Kazumi's crotch became moist and glistening.
"Wow, you get wet really easily. Are you sensitive?"
"No, stop it..."
Tears streamed down her face as she cried out in resistance, but her body seemed powerless, and she didn't move much. Encouraged by this, Tamotsu continued to move his fingers. A faint, sticky, wet sound echoed, further tormenting Kazumi.
The clear drops that had already spilled from between her lips were spread around by Tamotsu's hand, and even the small bushes growing modestly on the hillside gleamed softly in the morning light. Tamotsu then ran his tongue over them.
"Huh?!"
Kazumi's hips twitched, causing Tamotsu's tongue to slip away, and things weren't going as he'd hoped, so frustration began to show on his face. Being a NEET, he certainly wasn't the type to be patient, and he didn't even consider trying to suppress his desires.
He pulled away for a moment, then grabbed Kazumi's waist tightly with both hands, holding her still, and pressed his nose between her soft petals.
"Nooooooooo!"
The air there was thick and pungent, the scent of a female. The labia between her legs were wriggling like a separate creature, as if craving something. It was clearly different from before.
"Doesn't it feel good now? It's gotten much softer here, and it's getting hot too."
As Tamotsu spoke, his voice was trembling. This was certainly the first time he'd been in such a situation, and he was overwhelmed with an excitement he'd never experienced before. In fact, his penis was rock hard, almost bursting through his pants. But Tamotsu didn't realize it at the time. He was so nervous that he couldn't even comprehend the state of his own body.
I stirred Kazumi's private parts with my fingers, as if scooping from the inside. Then, with a gurgling sound, a slightly cloudy, viscous fluid gushed out, wetting her crotch.
"Ah, ahh..."
The stark contrast between the heat rising from deep within his body and the coldness wetting his groin caused him to let out a sweet moan. That moan hit Tamotsu right in the groin.
"..."
Suddenly, he stopped moving and rose from Kazumi's side. The lack of expression on his face was unsettling, but his sister didn't have the luxury of looking at her brother's face.
His sister, who had been lying on the floor in the hallway, rose to her feet and looked down at Kazumi with a blank expression. Only then did she look up at her brother with a puzzled look on her face. Then he suddenly reached for the belt of his trousers.
Kazumi hadn't noticed yet that his crotch was bulging so much it looked like it would burst through his pants. But when he pulled down his pants, she saw that the boxer shorts he was wearing underneath were deformed, and she finally understood what he was trying to do.
"No!! Big brother, you can't do that! Absolutely not!!"
He refused in a particularly sharp voice, but Tamotsu completely ignored him and silently stripped off his pants, then reached for his underwear and pulled that down without hesitation as well. Then, his penis sprang out from underneath.
"Hic!"
Its size was average, but to Kazumi, who was seeing a fully erect penis for the first time, it looked more than menacing enough. She had never even seen a man's penis before, so it was only natural that she would be terrified upon seeing something so engorged.
As he stood defiantly in the hallway, his penis loomed slightly upward. Kazumi could have escaped right then and there, but she didn't even bother to pull up the thin pink shorts that were holding her ankles up; she simply stared blankly at her brother's penis. She couldn't take her eyes off it.
"You've never seen it before? That means you're still a virgin."
Those words sent a chill down Kazumi's spine.
"This is my first time too. I don't know what's going to happen when it's both of our first times."
Saying this, he placed his right hand on his penis and lightly pulled back and forth the foreskin a few times. Each time he moved, Kazumi saw the dark red penis and, inappropriately, began to worry if it hurt. Would that really go inside her? Could something that big really fit? Questions kept popping into Kazumi's mind one after another. But she didn't realize that none of the thoughts of wanting to escape from this situation were crossing her mind.
Suddenly, Tamotsu pounced on Kazumi, using his left hand and foot to spread her legs apart, and then, with his right hand, positioned his own penis between them.
"Huh?!"
The tip tries to push and spread Kazumi's soft flesh, but it slips away and he can't insert it properly.
"Huh? Oh, damn it."
Each time she raised her voice in an irritated tone, a sweet shock would wash over Kazumi, and she had to desperately suppress the urge to let out a melting moan.
After going back and forth over the crack several times, I was able to slip the tip into the gap by chance.
"Ahhh"
Hozumi involuntarily let out a cry like a woman, but it's understandable that anyone would do that when experiencing a pleasure for the first time that can't be obtained through masturbation.
"Ah, ahh! P-please take it out!"
Although he uttered words of reproach, it was clear that his voice was quite softened. However, it's doubtful whether Tamotsu noticed this. After all, he had absolutely no composure at the moment.
Even though only the tip had entered, Ho was already battling the urge to ejaculate. He was doing all he could to hold back from exploding, and the idea of penetrating deeper or moving was out of the question. Even while staying still, he felt a burning sensation from his back to his tailbone, and his anxiety grew. At this rate, he might ejaculate in this state. He literally gritted his teeth, calming himself deep down as he tried to stop himself from exploding, and slowly moved his hips forward.
"Hmph! It's coming in! Nooo!!"
"Ugh, ugh"
Kazumi's screams didn't reach Tamotsu's ears. He had no time to worry about other people. Still, this couldn't go on like this. In a fit of desperation, he pressed onward through his sister's womb.
A unique, slippery sensation sent shivers down my spine. I managed to resist the urge to ejaculate that was rushing up inside me, and went even deeper.
"No!! Big brother! Stop!! No!!"
She tried to push her brother out of her womb by pushing his body with both hands, but of course, that wasn't going to do anything. On the other hand, since Tamotsu's thing wasn't that big, almost all of it was trying to go inside Kazumi. With a thud, his hips pressed tightly against hers. She didn't feel anything else in particular. There was the same burning sense of urgency as before, but it was also true that she felt a sense of dissatisfaction, wondering if that was all there was.
He remained silent for a while. As the intense urge to ejaculate subsided somewhat, he felt a little more at ease and decided to move.
"Huh!!"
The voice itself was Kazumi's, but Tamotsu was about to let out a similar cry as pleasure shot through his own tip. It wasn't a slippery or slithering sensation, but an indescribable shock that made his hips stop involuntarily. The urge to ejaculate that he had been holding back came rushing back in like a tidal wave, but he desperately held back and slowly pulled his hips back again.
I pulled it out about halfway, stopped for a moment, and then pushed it in again.
"Haaaaaaah!"
My brain was fried by my sister's moans, so sensual they were almost unbearable, and I was intoxicated by the pleasure I felt in my penis, a pleasure I could never experience through masturbation.
The sight of her writhing like a snake on the wooden floor of the hallway, trying to escape from Tamotsu's thing, was more erotic to him than any image he had seen online. The contrast between the coolness of the floor and the heat inside Kazumi reminded him that this was reality.
He wanted to devour her. From the bottom of his heart, he thought so. At that moment, he didn't recognize that the person in front of him was his blood-related sister. No, he might have even forgotten that she was a human being. That's how much blood was rushing to his head.
Each time it was inserted and withdrawn, a rather unpleasant squelching sound echoed down the hallway.
"No! Ah! Stop!"
He pleaded in a pained voice, but of course, they didn't listen.
It was still early in the morning, but the two of them were covered in sweat. Sweat was beading on Tamotsu's forehead and dripping down his chin, and beads of sweat glistened on the alluring lines of Kazumi's waist and legs.
"Ah! Aah! Hmph! No!"
Kazumi's voice was becoming more urgent, but Tamotsu was just as anxious. Since Tamotsu was a virgin to begin with, there was no way he could hold out any longer, and he seemed on the verge of exploding.
"Ugh, I can't take it anymore."
"Ah! Huh? No! Don't come inside me!"
However, there was no way Tamotsu could control it like that, and for a moment his penis swelled up inside his sister's womb, and the next moment, he forcefully ejaculated sticky sap.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
Her own brother's genitals, nestled inside her belly, thrashed about, spewing their seed towards Kazumi's uterus. As she felt her brother's hot semen pulsate out, something inside her seemed to break.
But in reality, hell was just beginning.



Due to his lack of experience, Tamotsu tended to ejaculate prematurely, but his stamina itself was average or even above average. His penis lost its firmness inside Kazumi for a moment, but simply leaving it there for a few minutes caused it to quickly regain its firmness.
"No, please stop. Please forgive me."
Kazumi pleaded, her face contorted with tears, but her brother held her lower body tightly under his arms and refused to let go. On the floor, a puddle of mucus, whose origin was now indistinguishable, reflected the morning sun. In it, the bare legs of the brother and sister were pressed tightly together and intertwined. Even the slightest movement produced a sticky, unpleasant sound emanating from where they were connected, which only fueled Tamotsu's masochistic desires.
He knelt on the hallway floor, leaned his upper body over Kazumi, and used his full weight to push his penis into his sister's vagina.
"Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
As her brother's penis thrust deep inside her, pushing and stretching her internal organs, she screamed, but her voice was weak, and somehow sounded seductive. Then, Tamotsu stretched his neck and kissed Kazumi's lips.
"Hmmmmmmmm!?"
He grabbed her breasts through her clothes and squeezed them. It wasn't caressing; it was almost like a forceful assault. Yet, her moans didn't sound like cries of pain. Her body arched like a bow and her whole body twitched and convulsed, so she didn't look like she was writhing in pain at all.
"What, are you starting to feel it? You're quite the naughty girl for your first time."
Tamotsu said it with a mocking laugh, but Kazumi no longer had the energy to retort to such words. A feeling akin to resignation was overwhelming her.
Meanwhile, Tamotsu's penis, which had been hypersensitive immediately after ejaculation, had calmed down, and he was also feeling more relaxed.
"Ahhh"
Once, Tamotsu pulled out his penis. At that moment, Kazumi involuntarily let out a sensual moan.
"Don't worry, I'll give it to you again soon. Now get down on all fours and turn your ass towards me."
He lightly slapped his sister's exposed thigh with his open hand and commanded her. Kazumi didn't object to his words and silently obeyed.
The hard floor felt cold against her palms and knees. Conversely, Kazumi's core was becoming warm.
With slow movements, Kazumi turned her peach-like buttocks towards her older brother. Composed of smooth lines, they were both lovely and alluring. Glistening in the light streaming in from the window, they seemed to seductively invite Tamotsu. In fact, their center was wet and wriggling as if craving something.
With his eyes fixed on the center of his sister's fleshy fruit, Tamotsu placed both hands on it and, from behind Kazumi, thrust his penis through her in one swift motion.
"Hmmmmmm!!"
With a breathless voice, she arched her body like a shrimp and trembled uncontrollably. It seemed she had a light orgasm from the shock.
"Hmm, you seem to have become quite sensitive."
Tamotsu said mockingly, but I didn't hear his words. Apparently displeased with my reaction, Tamotsu's expression turned sour, and he thrust his hips in forcefully.
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?"
To Kazumi's sensitive flesh, any stimulation that was too strong was nothing but pain. The pain made her involuntarily tense up, tightening her grip on her brother's penis that was inside her.
"Wow, that's quite tight. Do you like it that much?"
He twisted his hips and stirred his sister's genitals. Contrary to Kazumi's wishes, lewd, wet sounds echoed down the hallway.
"Ahh! No, no way!"
Kazumi tried to continue speaking, but when Tamotsu moved his hips again with great force, she had to bite her lip and endure the onslaught of the tsunami.
"Ah! Wah! Aah!!"
Rather than being plump, Kazumi's body is rather slender, and Tamotsu's slightly less toned body presses down on her, defiling her.
Having received the semen once, Kazumi's secret flesh writhed against her will, craving more heat. This lustfully stimulated her brother's member, leading him to another eruption.
"Ahh, your pussy is clenching and moving, I can't take it anymore."
"Ah! No! Please! Stop! Don't come inside me! Please!"
It was pointless to say it now, but I couldn't help but say it out of fear as a woman. But of course, Tamotsu wasn't going to listen to anything I said.
"Ah! Ahhh! It's no use!"
He let out a deep sigh, and his penis swelled up inside Kazumi's womb, then immediately afterward, it exploded, releasing a milky white fluid.
"Hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
Receiving her brother's scorching magma, Kazumi's reason also became heated to a fever pitch, and she could no longer think. Her body, which had been stiff and convulsive for a while, eventually relaxed, and she lay there limply.
"Heh, you came from your own brother's dick, huh? But this is just the beginning. I'm going to teach your body even more pleasure from now on."
With that, he slid his rigid penis, which had just ejaculated for the second time, out and plunged it back into his relative's flesh, resuming his thrusting. His penis had already regained its hardness.
Kazumi's reaction was muted, and no matter how much Tamotsu thrust his hips, she didn't make a sound, but he still plastered an evil grin on his face.



After a while, the two of them calmed down and remembered that they hadn't eaten anything since morning, so they decided to eat in the kitchen.
It was Kazumi who prepared the meal, of course. She was allowed to change only her shorts, but all her other clothes had been taken away. She was allowed to wear an apron because she had to use the stove, but other than that, she was wearing only a bright red leather collar that looked like it belonged to a dog around her neck. Her appearance in the kitchen was surreal, but in its own way, it was also alluring.
The bodies of the girls, aged 85, 66, and 88, were surprisingly voluptuous when viewed from behind. Their rather large hips were encased in relatively simple white full-back shorts. Though simple, they featured lace on the surface and sheer lace trim. The ties of an apron ran just above their waistline.
Even though I had changed clothes, I hadn't been able to wash myself at all, so the remnants of what had happened earlier were already seeping through to the center of my new shorts. The crotch area had turned gray. Ho, who was sitting at the dining table, was watching me with a smirk.
Kazumi tries to maintain her composure and concentrate on cooking, but the fever from earlier hasn't completely subsided, and her private parts are still twitching and writhing, causing her distress and occasionally making her stop cooking.
What she was making was French toast. Normally, she would prepare it the day before, but she couldn't afford to go to that much trouble, so she made it quickly. Even so, she soaked thick slices of bread in a mixture of egg and milk in a 1:1 ratio, while slowly heating a frying pan. When the pan was hot enough to sizzle, she added salad oil and butter in a 1:1 ratio, spread it around the pan, and then reduced the heat to low and cooked the soaked bread. The key here is to remove it from the heat when it's slightly browned, so as not to burn it, but Kazumi couldn't concentrate on cooking at the moment. If she let her guard down, she might touch her private parts without even noticing that her brother was watching from behind. Of course, if she did that, not only would the cooking fail, but she might even start a fire. Now that Tamotsu was there, she didn't have to worry about that, but Kazumi still had a strong aversion to exposing herself in such a state in front of others. I suppose it's a bit late now, considering I showed them my wet underwear.
Of course, Tamotsu wasn't about to just stand by and do nothing. After enjoying the sight with his eyes, he quietly stood behind Kazumi from his chair.
"Oh, big brother, just wait a little longer. It'll be ready soon!"
He reached his fingers from behind and kneaded the soft, still-warm lips of his sister's panties through her underwear.
"What the hell, I changed my shoes but they're already soaking wet. There's no point in changing clothes then. Should I just take these off too?"
"Th-this is! If this hadn't happened before, I would have been in trouble!"
"What if it wasn't there? Would it just make things even more messy because I'm feeling too much? My boobs are already rock hard like this."
"Huh?!"
Seizing the opportunity, he slipped his hand under her apron and flicked it to the sensitive tip of the heavy meat bun underneath, causing a melting moan to escape Kazumi's lips.
"Come on, shouldn't we turn it over now?"
Yasushi peered into the frying pan over his shoulder and said. Startled by his words, Kazumi hastily flipped the softened bread with a spatula. The bread was perfectly toasted, and a fragrant aroma filled the kitchen.
"Wow, you're clearly experienced. It looks delicious."
"match……"
If she lets her guard down even for a moment, her knees feel like they're about to give way, but if she does that, she'll tip the frying pan over and cause a huge mess. Kazumi desperately puts strength into her knees, which feel like they're about to break, and endures her brother's caresses, even as sweat beades on her forehead, trying to concentrate on cooking.
"What's wrong? You're sweating? Is it that hot? If it's hot, I'll lighten the temperature a bit."
Saying that, Tamotsu pinched the front of her apron, pushing it together from both sides to reveal Kazumi's ripe fruit.
"Oh no!"
"What are you talking about? I did it to make it a little cooler for you."
With a sly grin, he carefully gathered the apron into a narrower shape and tucked it into his sister's cleavage. Kazumi's bust was more than large enough that the apron was almost completely hidden.
"Hehehe, it looks like milk would come out if I squeezed you. When did you get so big? Was someone massaging you?"
"N-no one like that exists, hmm!"
When my breasts are grabbed from behind and slowly massaged, a nasal voice naturally escapes my lips.
"Oh, it's already this hard here. Does it feel good?"
As the firm, engorged tips of her breasts were kneaded, Kazumi's hips involuntarily swayed.
"Ah! Mmm! S-stop! Not now!"
Sweat was beading down to my neck as I writhed in my brother's arms.
"Hey, hey, the bread's going to burn!"
She's the one who's been getting in the way, and yet she still doesn't stop. Kazumi desperately tries to resist the urge to give in to pleasure, and with trembling arms, she divides the freshly baked French toast into two plates.
"This looks delicious. Just as I'd expect from my sister. I'll do her a favor as a thank you."
Before Kazumi could even ask "Huh?", Tamotsu crouched down behind her, grabbed the only garment she was wearing—her shorts—and pulled at them.
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
"Stay still. I'm going to do something nice for you."
But what Tamotsu was holding in his hand was a pair of scissors. A bad feeling crept over Kazumi, and she broke out in a cold sweat. And sure enough, her brother began to cut into her underwear.
"No way!"
Tamotsu cut a large section of the crotch area of Kazumi's shorts with scissors, exposing her private parts.
"Look, it's soaking wet. It's like it's been washed."
When I thrust the piece of underwear I'd cut out in front of my sister's nose, she turned her face away, blushing bright red. In fact, it was so soaking wet that I thought it might drip if you squeezed it.
"Heh heh, this isn't just my sperm, is it?"
As he said this, Ho played with Kazumi's sensitive flesh with his fingertips through the hole he had cut out of her shorts.
"Ah! Oh! Mmm!!"
Kazumi writhed in agony, and she couldn't stand without putting her hands on the kitchen counter to support herself.
"You're really sensitive, aren't you? It just keeps overflowing."
"No way, but... Mmmph!"
As Tamotsu's fingertips began to play with her, they slipped between Kazumi's lips, and a soft moan escaped her lips. Because she was more than wet enough, his fingers easily slid inside her.
"Hmm, this should be enough to loosen it up."
"?"
Kazumi couldn't quite make out what her brother was muttering, but even if she could, it would have been difficult to understand.
He searched his pockets where his sister couldn't see, pulled out something that looked like a shocking pink capsule, and pressed it against her private parts.
"Huh? What?"
Kazumi was bewildered by the strange feeling, but Ignoring her, Tamotsu pushed it into his sister's womb. You can probably guess now. He was going to use the vibrator on his own sister.
"Ah! What? What did you just put in there?!"
"Well, I wonder what it is."
With a grin, Ho took the controller out of his pocket and flipped it on.
"Huh!?"
A voice even higher pitched up. Her body jumped, and Kazumi's whole body tensed. A mechanical, inorganic vibration suddenly erupted from deep within her. Kazumi was bewildered by this different sensation than what her brother had done to her before.
"Ah, no, mm! Mmm!"
"Heh heh, do you like it?"
Seeing Kazumi's reaction, Tamotsu smiled lewdly and operated the controller.
"Huh?! It's bouncing around inside my stomach, huh!"
Kazumi was now finding it difficult to even stand, and she had to lean her upper body against the kitchen counter and cling to it to maintain her posture.
"Hehehe, does it feel that good? It's a different feeling than fingers or that thing, isn't it?"
Her pubic area, bordered by relatively modest pubic hair, was being played with, while the vibrator embedded inside her womb uncontrollably stimulated Kazumi's senses. She could no longer stand and slumped to the ground.
"Hey, hey, you can't just sit there. Stand up properly."
Saying that, Tamotsu placed one index finger of his right hand on the rotor inside Kazumi and pulled it upwards, pushing it in firmly.
"Hnn!"
Kazumi's hips lifted as she felt the vibrations deeper inside than ever before, but Tamotsu's fingers followed, moving upward, forcing her to stand up.
"Hey, dinner's not ready yet. Get it done."
He urges his sister on from behind as she stands up, but in reality, his fingers have slipped deep into the cleft between her legs, poking and moving her sensitive parts.
Kazumi shuffled along the table with unsteady steps, placing the food on it. She distributed two plates of French toast, poured drip coffee from the coffee maker into mugs, and placed the steaming mugs in front of the two of them. There was also an amber-colored bottle of maple syrup on the table, and it was the custom in this house for each person to take some and pour it over their French toast.
Tamotsu poured plenty of maple syrup over the French toast, which was nicely browned, then cut a large piece with his knife and devoured it heartily.
"Hmm, it's been a while since I've had your French toast, and it's really good."
Amidst the sweet scent, Kazumi sat down, but she didn't touch the knife and fork on the table. In fact, she seemed restless and fidgety even while seated. This was understandable, as she was still being made to sit and eat with the vibrator inside her womb. The controller was tucked into the elastic of her shorts, but of course, she wasn't allowed to touch it.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to eat? It's delicious, you know?"
"..."
She glared at her brother with resentful eyes, but Tamotsu didn't seem to care at all.
"Oh, keep your chest the same."
Kazumi's D-cup breasts are exposed from both sides, as if sandwiched between her apron, but it seems she won't be allowed to adjust them.
"Hey, big brother? Could you get this for me?"
"which one?"
"This...the thing inside..."
"Where is it?"
He acts spitefully, pretending not to understand, trying to trick her into saying something embarrassing.
"Inside... me"
"Where are you?"
With a smug grin on his face, he popped a bite of French toast into his mouth.
At this point, it was clear that she had no intention of taking it. Giving up, Kazumi tried to endure and eat her meal as is.
"cormorant……"
Kazumi's body began to tremble as intermittent eruptions of pleasure surged from between her legs. She picked up a knife and fork, but couldn't quite manage to reach the French toast with them. Moreover, sitting down in the chair caused her buttocks to clench, intensifying the pleasure even further.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ignoring her sister writhing in agony at the dining table, Tamotsu, who had finished his meal, stood behind her. Kazumi had a bad feeling, but she didn't have the luxury of worrying about such things right now.
As expected, Tamotsu stretched out both arms and grabbed Kazumi's exposed, ample breasts.
"Haun"
Even though I could have expected it, when I was actually caressed, I felt like I was melting from the core of my body with a sweet urge.
"Do this here."
Saying that, Tamotsu pinched his sister's hardened nipples and teased them by kneading them.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ahn"
Kazumi closed her eyes and arched her back against the overwhelming pleasure. She rubbed her thighs together even harder and squirmed uncomfortably.
"See? You're going to eat it, aren't you?"
Saying that, Tamotsu took a slice of French toast from the plate in front of his sister with his fork and brought it to her mouth. When Kazumi saw it and slightly opened her mouth, he quickly pushed the slice in and fed it to her.
"Hmmmm?!"
A single drop of maple syrup dripped from the corner of her mouth.
She was able to eat, but honestly, Kazumi couldn't really taste it. She no longer had the luxury of doing so. That was her current state.
Nevertheless, I somehow manage to finish the French toast, washing it down with coffee from my favorite large mug. Some parts were half-forced into my mouth, so my mouth and chest are sticky, but I can't worry about that.
The meal was over, but Kazumi was not yet free. The vibrator between her legs was still working energetically.
"Hehe, Kazumi is so sloppy. She's made such a mess."
Saying that, Tamotsu leaned closer to her and began licking his sister's mouth with his tongue.
"Ah, no! Big brother, stop!"
That said, her resistance was weak; she only turned her face away slightly and didn't seriously try to escape.
At first, Tamotsu's tongue was only around her mouth, but soon it began to crawl all over Kazumi's face.
"Ugh"
It let out a small groan, but showed no further signs of resistance.
"You're so cute, Kazumi, I could just eat you up."
Saying this, Tamotsu wrapped his arms around his sister, who was standing, and untied the strings of her apron behind her back, letting it fall to the floor, leaving her in just her shorts. All the while, Kazumi's face continued to be violated by her brother's tongue, and he began to touch her body, now only in her underwear, with both hands in a lewd manner, like a slug crawling around.
"Huh, uh, uh, mmmmmm"
A pink sigh escaped my sister's pink lips, revealing that her body was burning with heat from the core. There was no longer even a hint of rejection.
The two are sucking each other's tongues and exchanging saliva. Kazumi's arms are only wrapped around her brother's waist, but Tamotsu's arms are stroking his sister's bare back, her sides, her thighs, her upper arms, and her buttocks encased in shorts.
"Ahhh!"
Occasionally, Tamotsu would tug at the hem of his sister's shorts, applying subtle pressure to the mischievous capsule embedded in her crotch, and each time Kazumi would writhe in agony.
"Oh, big brother, I... I can't anymore."
"Do you want mine?"
Hearing that, Kazumi's face turned bright red and she averted her gaze. It seemed she was still hesitant to initiate anything herself.



"Huh? Oh, no way. That's embarrassing."
Kazumi pleads with her brother, who is standing behind her, but of course, he won't listen.
She has her hands on the kitchen counter, her hips thrusting backward. Her hips are covered by underwear, but that's all. In a way, it might be more provocative than being naked. And because she's aware of it, her embarrassment seems all the more intense.
"Hmph, after doing this to this place, there's nothing to be ashamed of now."
As he said that, Tamotsu reached his finger to the crotch of his sister's underwear, and it was so wet that it almost made a squelching sound, and he could clearly feel the wetness on his finger. When he pushed further, it sank in, becoming warm and moist.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."
Kazumi felt the strength drain from her lower body and hastily gripped the kitchen counter again. But her brother's fingers didn't stop. On the contrary, the number of fingers increased from one to two. Her brother's uninhibited fingers were trying to slip into Kazumi's sensitive spots, underwear and all.
It was like a sponge soaked with water, and it was also hot. Tamotsu's fingers advanced, parting the lips that tried to take it in through her underwear, and he felt something hard at the tip. It was trembling slightly. It was the vibrator he had embedded earlier. This was stimulating Kazumi's sensitive flesh, causing her to drip with hot nectar.
"Do you like this, hmm?"
As he said this, he poked the obscene toy he had embedded deep inside her body with his fingertips.
"Hic! Mmm! Woof!"
Kazumi couldn't control her body, which was reacting involuntarily. Amused by his sister's body, Tamotsu poked her for a while, but then he stopped and slowly wiped his wet fingers on the panties Kazumi was wearing.
"?"
Kazumi didn't understand what her brother was trying to do. But then she felt the ripped part of her shorts' crotch spread open, and she understood what her brother was thinking.
"Hey! No, big brother! We can't do that as siblings!"
"What are you talking about now? We did plenty of it last night, didn't we?"
Exposed to the outside air, Kazumi's private parts are bare, glistening and reflecting the dining room light. The pink cord extending from the folds of her lips is particularly suggestive.
"I wonder what it will be like if I leave this in?"
Saying that, Tamotsu lightly tugged the cord of the vibrator he had inserted into his sister's body a few times.
"Ah! No! Stop! Take it out!"
She pleaded in a half-panicked voice. What scared her the most was the uncertainty of what would happen.
"I see. Well, I'll pull it out then."
Tamotsu begins to pull out the rotor's cord, but he does so incredibly slowly that each movement feels distinctly Kazumi's, which only serves to arouse her even more.
"Heh! Please, pull it out in one go!"
But Tamotsu grinned and still only pulled it out slowly. In fact, as soon as the head of the rotor peeked out near the entrance, he loosened his grip. As a result, Kazumi's flesh swallowed the pink egg back into her womb.
"Haaaaaaah!"
A tingling sensation of pleasure ran down Kazumi's spine, causing her to writhe in pleasure. She was aware that her voice was seductive, but there was nothing she could do about it.
"Don't you want me to pull it out? If you keep swallowing it yourself, it'll never come out."
Tamotsu pointed it out as if mocking me, but I couldn't say anything in return. I didn't even have the energy to retort.
"You can't keep having all the fun by yourself forever."
With a slightly irritated voice, Ho said this and easily pulled out the rotor. The pink plastic lump offered only slight resistance before revealing itself covered in mucus.
"Hakun!"
It was so sudden that Kazumi was shocked as if by an electric current. Her body jumped in surprise, but Tamotsu didn't seem to care at all.
He placed his hand on his sister's waist, unzipped his pants with his right hand, and grabbed his penis from inside. It was already hard and erect.
"fire……"
Kazumi gasped as she turned around. Though it was a little strange for her to be surprised now, since she had already seen it the night before, it was still a source of terror for her. Even though she had felt pleasure, the fear wouldn't disappear so easily.
It was already more than hard enough, and pre-ejaculatory fluid was already leaking from the tip.
"She's so wet, we won't even need foreplay."
With that, he pushed his alter ego into the gap between his sister's soft flesh.
"Whoosh! Aaaaaaah!!"
With almost no resistance, Tamotsu's glans slid smoothly into Kazumi. A sly smile played on his lips as Tamotsu thrust his hips forward.
"This is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
With a cry that could be interpreted as either a scream or a cry of joy, Kazumi trembled all over in response to her brother's intrusion. Her brother's penis pushed deeper and deeper, as if wading through a muddy swamp.
"Ah... no... it's too deep...!"
"We're only halfway there."
Kazumi's body arches upward. Tamotsu grabs her hips with both hands as she tries to escape, and thrusts deeper inside her.
The clinging mucous membrane gently wrapped around Tamotsu's penis, enveloping him in a pleasant embrace. Tamotsu slowly closed his eyelids and thrust his hips forward.
"Ahhh!"
Kazumi let out a choked cry and widened her eyes.
"It reached all the way in. You can see that, right?"
He moves his lewd, grinding rod back and forth as he asks his sister a question, but the thrusting motion against her uterus doesn't give her time to answer.
"Hmm, so this is your uterus, right? How does it feel to have your own brother thrusting into your uterus?"
"Ah... no"
"What are you talking about now? There's no way you'd dislike it now, especially since you're holding onto your brother's so tightly."
When Tamotsu lightly slapped Kazumi's buttocks with his open hand, a dry sound echoed in the dining room. It must have been because they were well-toned. And each time the sound rang out, an electric shock ran down Kazumi's spine.
"Hmph!"
From the close embrace of their waists, he could feel Kazumi's body heat and softness. It wasn't the same as his younger sister's from his memories, but the unmistakable body of a woman. Something snapped inside Tamotsu.
Once he pulled his hips back slightly, he gained momentum and thrust forcefully into his sister.
"Kyaaah!"
Kazumi instinctively clenched her fists and gritted her teeth to endure the torrent of pleasure. No, it was going beyond pleasure. For someone with so little experience, her brother's attack was too intense, and his penis was too big.
The pleasure washed over Kazumi like a tsunami, quickly shattering the dam of her reason. Already somewhat swept away, she finally succumbed to her brother's advances.
"Ahhh! That's good!!"
The words came out spontaneously, but Kazumi didn't understand what they meant. But Tamotsu was different.
"Hehe, I see, you're starting to feel good. Well, I guess I'll have to give you a little extra service then."
Then she began grinding her hips vigorously. Mucus was bubbling and gushing out from where the two of them were joined.
"Ahhh! Oh! Deeper! Deeper feels good!"
Forgetting that she was in the dining room, Kazumi raised her voice.
"Inside? Where is that? Tell me."
"My uterus! My uterus feels so good!"
"I see. Well, how about this?"
Tamotsu firmly grasped his sister's hipbones with both hands and thrust his hips forward with force.
"Agh! No! I'm going to die! I'm going to dieeeee!"
The part of him that struck her, thrusting upwards into her uterus, violently pounded into Kazumi's soft internal organs, as if trying to drag her into a world she had never experienced before. The terror sent her into a panic.
Kazumi could no longer support her upper body with her arms and had collapsed face down on the kitchen counter. Perhaps because this made it easier for her to lift her hips, Tamotsu pressed his arms tightly against her lower body, holding her from below.
"No! My stomach's going to get all messed up! Ahh!"
It might be more accurate to say that they're throwing each other around with their hips rather than thrusting. That's how intense the piston-like movements are between these real siblings. And it's still morning, in the kitchen.
As Tamotsu rhythmically shook his hips, Kazumi was becoming breathless.
"Ah! Oh! Ah! No! Hiii!"
She was almost speechless. This overwhelming pleasure was still too much for Kazumi.
Tamotsu grabbed the two breasts that were spilling out of the apron and rolled the fleshy tips between his fingertips.
"Yay! Boobs feel good! Boobs feel so good!"
Her erect nipples were played with by Tamotsu's fingertips, sending a burning sensation to Kazumi. In response, she tightened her muscles around her brother's penis, which she had swallowed inside her womb.
"Hmph, I guess I'm reaching my limit now."
In terms of experience, Tamotsu was not much different from Kazumi, and he too was beginning to feel a tingling, burning sensation as he was about to ejaculate. His painfully engorged penis seemed on the verge of exploding.
"Kazumi, I'm going to pour a lot of my semen into your womb right now."
"Huh?" Kazumi stopped moving. Her eyes suddenly focused, and her expression froze.
"W-wait! Not inside! Stop inside! I'll get pregnant!"
"I've already released so much since yesterday, what are you talking about? If I get pregnant, I can just have an abortion."
"No way!" she almost protested, but the words were forced down her throat. It was because Tamotsu thrust his hips forward again, and her mind went blank. Despite saying she was at her limit, his movements remained intense, and it seemed like Kazumi would reach her limit first. With Tamotsu going full throttle as if in a final sprint, Kazumi was rapidly approaching her peak.
"Aa
Kazumi arches her back and trembles all over. Tamotsu, who was holding her from behind, gripping her chest, is almost thrown off, but their lower bodies remain pressed together.
In retaliation, Tamotsu removed one hand from his sister's chest and reached for the only thing she was wearing: her underwear.
"!!"
Kazumi jumped with a jolt, but no sound came out. She didn't have the presence of mind to react.
Tamotsu pulled aside his sister's shorts, exposing her clitoris, and then touched it directly.
"Wow, it's really tight. I feel like I'm going to come right away."
She wanted to beg him to stop, but she was not in a state to do so. High waves surged up from the core of her body one after another, and each time Kazumi was forcibly pushed higher, her consciousness fading, and her body becoming uncontrollable. At the same time, she noticed a sensation like a burning mass rising up inside her.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
"It's coming out! I'm going to let it out!"
"Aa
As Kazumi was pushed to the highest peak of her pleasure ever, she let out a scream that could be interpreted as either despair or ecstasy.
A single tear rolled down her cheek as she felt the warmth deep within her body.



The sun had already set, and it was completely dark outside, but it was only a little past eight o'clock, and there were still many figures on the street that looked like they were on their way home from work.
"Hey, hey, let's just stop, big brother. I can't do it."
Kazumi looked out the front door and said, "I'm clad in a T-shirt and a miniskirt. However, both look quite tight, and the skirt is so short that you could see my underwear if I don't pull the hem up with my hand."
That's no surprise, as these two outfits are from Kazumi's middle school days, so it's only natural they're too small. The T-shirt is so tight that the shape of her breasts is clearly visible. And from that, you can tell that Kazumi isn't wearing a bra. The miniskirt is even worse. The hem is incredibly short, so half of her buttocks are visible from behind, and her V-zone is peeking out from the front. Because of this, it's also very clear that what she's wearing isn't ordinary underwear.
"If you don't go quickly, I'll strip you naked and throw you outside."
Tamotsu said this with a straight face. It seems like he'd be capable of something like that now.
In fact, Tamotsu had ordered his sister to go to the convenience store and buy some items. He had specifically requested adult magazines and condoms—items that would be quite uncomfortable for a woman to buy. Being told to go buy them while dressed like an exhibitionist is practically torture.
Furthermore, what she was wearing under her skirt wasn't underwear. From behind, it might look like a rather revealing string outfit, but from the front, it barely covered her private parts. And what was covering them wasn't fabric, but a rotor made of hard plastic that could be remotely controlled. Of course, that remote control was in Ho's possession.
"Come on, just get on with it."
With that, Tamotsu pushed Kazumi out the front door, sending her outside.
There were a few people visible on the street, but luckily they were all a little distance away from Kazumi. The convenience store was just a stone's throw away, but to get there she would have to cross the bus route. If she was not careful, she might end up in front of a car's headlights. Of course, if that happened, her bizarre outfit would be impossible to miss for the drivers, and she would also stand out to everyone around her. Kazumi wanted to avoid that situation at all costs. She frantically pulled down the hem of her skirt to hide herself as she started walking towards the convenience store. Of course, she knew that doing so would only make her more noticeable, but as a woman, she couldn't help but do it. She really wanted to hide her chest as well, but she didn't have the energy to do so, so she gave up.
Kazumi looked left and right, waiting for a break in the traffic to step across the road. At that very moment, a car parked on the shoulder suddenly turned on its headlights.
"picture?"
Kazumi finds herself in a state reminiscent of an actress bathed in the spotlight on a stage. However, that stage is a strip club.
"Ah! No!"
In a panic, Kazumi fled from the car onto the sidewalk. How did it look to the driver? To those around her? A flood of thoughts raced through her mind, and she felt an overwhelming urge to crouch down on the spot. But then, a sudden impact dispelled that thought.
"Hyaa
Kazumi froze as a sudden wave of pleasure pierced her body and soul. Tamotsu had operated the remote control and activated the vibrator. The vibrator, now in motion, was pressed tightly against her clitoris, and the sensation, which could only be described as an electric shock, almost made her gasp, forgetting that she was on the street. She somehow managed to summon her composure and started walking down the street towards the convenience store, but her mind was consumed by the pleasure that was erupting from the center of her body like a geyser. She was tempted to reach out and indulge in self-gratification, but she managed to restrain herself.
Even though it was getting dark, there were still a few people walking down the street. Kazumi felt like everyone she passed or who went past her was looking at her, and her heart started pounding so hard she thought it would jump out of her chest.
(I'm standing outside right now, dressed like an exhibitionist.)
This thought took over Kazumi's mind, and she couldn't think of anything else. She tried to take a step towards the convenience store, but with each step, the vibrator between her legs burned to the core of her body. She tried to act as if nothing was wrong, but her steps became awkward, and a pained expression appeared on her face. People passing by looked at her, wondering what was going on, and then walked past.
The walk to the convenience store, which normally takes less than five minutes, felt more than ten times longer this time. But when she reached the front of the store, Kazumi stopped in her tracks.
The inside of the store was brighter than I expected. Now that I think about it, convenience stores are always brightly lit, but I had completely forgotten that. There were a few customers inside and one employee behind the counter. All of them were men. Two of them were browsing magazines, but I couldn't see much more of what was going on inside from the outside.
Kazumi hesitated. But realizing that standing there would only expose her to the eyes of passersby, she decided to take the plunge and enter the shop.
"welcome……!"
A store clerk noticed Kazumi entering the store and called out to her, but was almost speechless by the end of the conversation. That alone was enough to make her want to run away, but at the same time, she also sensed something. She continued further inside the store. There were two people in front of the magazine section. One looked like a student. He was browsing men's magazines, but kept glancing at Kazumi. He probably thought he was looking discreetly, but it was clear that he was completely preoccupied with Kazumi. He was still somewhat cute, but the other man, who looked like a salaryman on his way home from work, looked up from the comic book he was holding and stared at Kazumi without any hesitation. He wasn't just looking. He even had a lewd grin on his face, as if he was clearly having some obscene thoughts. The sight of his eyes sent a shiver down Kazumi's spine.
Kazumi moved towards the back of the store, slipping past the two men. The student-like man followed her only with his eyes, but the businessman-like man subtly moved closer, clearly intending to touch her. She wasn't entirely uninterested in the idea of a groping scenario, but she didn't want to be touched by a middle-aged man who wasn't her type, so she managed to avoid the lecherous old man's hand by cleverly shifting her timing.
At the very back of the magazine section was the adult magazine corner. Kazumi stood in front of it, but couldn't bring herself to pick one up. The rack in front of her was lined with glamour magazines and comic books. On the cover of each one, a beautiful woman was staring at her in a revealing pose. Kazumi felt as if she were one of them. The T-shirt she wore in middle school was too small and didn't hide the details of her body at all. Kazumi even began to feel as if she were standing naked in front of people. Her head felt so hot that it was hazy, and her body felt light and floaty.
When Kazumi looked back at the rack, she saw a group of women in revealing outfits all staring at her at once. Unable to think straight, Kazumi picked up a nearby glamour magazine. It featured a woman with heavy makeup and lingerie that seemed to emphasize rather than conceal, sporting a very suggestive smile.
(Do I look like this too?)
Kazumi couldn't think straight and picked up a glamour magazine. It was a rather unusual magazine for this day and age, with a woman on the cover wearing something like a sheer negligee. She no longer seemed to mind the stares of the two men beside her. No, it wasn't that she didn't mind them at all, but rather that she no longer felt embarrassed or distressed by them. Yes, she was now getting excited by the gazes of others.
Next, Kazumi moved through the store, grabbed a small box of condoms, and headed to the cashier. She could see the cashier glancing at her as they scanned the barcode. She noticed another male customer standing in line right behind her, but pretended not to notice and pulled up the front of her skirt. Of course, the back of her skirt was pulled up as well, and her private parts might be exposed, but at that moment, she was even enjoying it.
"That will be 1,302 yen."
"Huh? Huh?!"
The store clerk and the customer behind her were startled. Of course they were. Anyone would be surprised if a female customer suddenly started writhing in agony in public. This was, of course, the result of Tamotsu operating the remote control from outside the store, but not only others, but even Kazumi herself, never knew when the vibrator attached to her body might start acting up, so if she let her guard down, she'd end up being publicly humiliated like this.
Nevertheless, after somehow paying the bill, I left the store, using the power of reason to restrain my hand from unconsciously reaching for my crotch.
"Huh?!"
I almost collapsed on the spot. Suddenly, I was hit by a sensation like an explosion in the center of my body. The vibration occurred while I was walking, but it must have happened at the exact moment my clitoris was pressed against it, because a spark like I had never experienced before swept through the back of my eyes, and for a moment I almost lost consciousness. I couldn't put any strength into my knees and couldn't move forward. All the while the vibration didn't stop, and my hips started to twitch uncontrollably.
The store lights still shone on her in front of the convenience store, making her clothes visible in detail. Passersby looked at her with curious or contemptuous eyes as they went by.
Meanwhile, Kazumi was losing consciousness and could barely move. Her mind was filled with pink thoughts, and she felt like she was about to start fondling her own private parts. She was almost forgetting that she was on a road.
"Haa, haa, haa, haa"
He roughly grabbed her breast with one hand and slowly began to knead it. In the back of her mind, she was desperately trying to stop him, but her body no longer listened to reason.
"That's enough."
Startled by someone's voice, I looked up and saw my brother standing there with a nasty, creepy grin on his face. Suddenly, I understood what I had been doing and felt so ashamed I could almost go crazy.
"To grope breasts on the side of the road, she's become quite the slutty nymphomaniac."
"Ugh"
I'm so embarrassed I want to run away. But my lower body feels numb and I can't move. The vibrator is still working.
"Come on, stand up. You can't move if you don't stand up."
Immediately after saying that, Tamotsu whispered in his sister's ear.
"I'll make you feel so good you'll lose control of your legs."
My whole body shivered. Just imagining it made me feel like I might lose consciousness. Somewhere in my head, my reason was blaring a loud alarm, but I didn't pay any attention to it at all.
"Look"
With that, he pulled her up with more force than she had expected, and she was made to stand in his arms. His surprisingly strong arms supported her.
With his arm around his sister's shoulder, Tamotsu headed home. To an outsider, they might look like a close couple, but what would the reaction be if people knew this was a twisted sibling love?
As they walked, Tamotsu would occasionally bump his hips into Kazumi, causing her body to sway irregularly.
"Ah! Kyaah!"
This was certainly not just lovers fooling around. He was making Kazumi's legs get tangled, causing the vibrations of the vibrator at the center to become random. When her legs got tangled and crossed, the vibrator was pressed harder against her clitoris. Having been subjected to this on the way home, even though she had only walked a short distance, Kazumi's consciousness was almost reaching its peak.
"There we are, we've arrived."
Tamotsu opened the door, and as if pushed by him, Kazumi entered the entrance hall.
It struck me suddenly when I bent down to take off my shoes.
Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
"Hyaah, kuaaah!"
The unique sound and vibrations, unlike anything she had experienced before, made Kazumi gasp, forgetting that she was in the entrance hall.
"I've kept you waiting for quite a while. You've also managed to do your shopping properly, so as a reward, I'll let you have a little fun."
"No way, not in a place like this?!"
The vibrations of the 100V power supply, which are completely different from the battery power supply she'd been using before, mercilessly strip away Kazumi's rational thinking.
"Ahh! No! Stop! Not here! Ahh! Someone will see us!"
"So that's fine, isn't it? You want to be seen too, right? You're so wild when you're outside."
"Th-that's...! Ahh!"
Unable to stand any longer at the front door, Kazumi collapses to the ground. Still, Tamotsu doesn't let go of his sister and continues to press the electric massager against her, causing Kazumi to writhe and thrash on the doormat. But the massager doesn't come down.
"Hyaah! Fukkaa
It's practically a scream now. And it's gotten out of control, so the sound is so loud it seems like it could be heard all the way out onto the street from the wide-open front door.
Her miniskirt was pulled up, revealing even her electric panties, which didn't seem to function as underwear, and her sweaty thighs writhed seductively.
"Hmph!!"
Kazumi let out a faint cry, her eyes wide, her chin jutting out, and trembling. Soon, she collapsed to the ground as if all the air had been drained from her.
"Did you come? You're a quick learner, even though you only lost your virginity recently."
Saying that, Ho lifted his exhausted sister's skirt and took off her black, belt-like electric panties.
"Huh?"
With my mind in a daze, I couldn't immediately understand what my brother was trying to do.
Tamotsu sat down on the porch and had his sister sit on his lap. Of course, his penis was hard and erect, pointing straight up to the sky.
Kazumi only realized it when the tip touched her vulva.
"What?! Wait a minute!! The door's still open?!"
"It's so wet, it'll go in easily."
Even as she said this, Kazumi's hips slowly slid down onto Tamotsu.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
Kazumi gritted her teeth and cursed herself for being unable to stop her hips from moving downwards, even as her whole body trembled.
"Hmm, it's tightening quite a bit. Is it because I might be being watched?"
"No! Don't say that!"
Seeing his sister resisting helplessly, Tamotsu smirked and then suddenly stood up.
"Huh?! Wait, ahh!"
She was positioned facing outwards from the entrance, receiving Tamotsu's penis from behind. Kazumi could see people walking by in her line of sight.
"No! This is a bit much! I don't like it!"
"If you make too much noise, everyone will look over here."
With a grin on his face, Ho slammed his hips against me. He was hitting my fleshy buttocks from behind, making loud slapping sounds.
"Fuguh! Mmm! Mmm!"
I frantically tried to suppress the voice that was about to burst out, but it was no use trying to hold it in.
Kazumi desperately tried to support herself against the wall, because otherwise she felt like she would collapse right there.
"Haa, haa, haa, big brother, please, just let me go."
"Forgive me? But it seems like they're not in the mood."
With that, Tamotsu thrust his penis in with force. Foamy mucus oozed from between them, wetting Kazumi's thighs.
"Ahhh! Oh! That feels good!"
Unintentionally, Kazumi's honest feelings spilled out of her mouth.
She arches her back, pushing her breasts outwards through her braless T-shirt. Ho grabs them from behind with one hand.
"Hmph!"
The moment he was crushed, he let out a choked cry, but he didn't shake off his brother's hand; in fact, he seemed to be actively accepting it.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"
I was aware that my voice was gradually getting higher, but there was nothing I could do about it. I could see figures moving about in the dim light in my field of vision, and I thought I knew what to do, but my body was no longer under my control.
She could feel her body temperature rising. She could feel her core burning. Kazumi was confused, feeling guilty that this was happening because of her own brother, yet also realizing that she was excited by the situation itself.
"Look, it'll be soon."
Tamotsu grabbed his sister's wrists and pulled her from behind as if he were pulling on reins, thrusting his hips in time with her movements.
His hips rhythmically struck Kazumi's buttocks, creating a loud slapping sound that echoed from the entrance all the way outside, but it seemed no one noticed.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! That feels good! That feels so good!"
She couldn't think straight anymore. Kazumi's mind went completely blank, and all sense of morality and reason vanished. All she could think about was devouring the pleasure before her. At that moment, the fact that she was in a forbidden relationship with her brother vanished from her mind as well.
"Ugh, it's about to come out!"
Saying that, Tamotsu began to grind his hips forcefully. It felt as if the center of her body was being roughly stirred up, and Kazumi let out a cry that was almost a scream. And immediately afterward, a hot sensation she had never felt before flooded her insides.
"Aa
It was a voice that could easily be heard all the way down the street. Her ample breasts, encased in her T-shirt, were thrust forward as she arched her back, and even in this darkness, the tips of her nipples were clearly visible, making it seem as if they could be seen from the street.
Receiving her brother's gushing fluids into her vagina, her heated body reached its climax in an instant. She no longer cared that he was her own brother or that they might be seen from outside. All that remained was carnal desire.
Kazumi felt her own flesh tightly gripping Tamotsu's rigid penis.
"Whoa!"
It wasn't something she did consciously. But Kazumi found the sensation pleasant.
"It feels like I'm being sucked dry. It's so pleasant..."
Tamotsu let out a dreamy sigh behind her. Kazumi felt Tamotsu's body regain its strength inside her. A sticky fluid oozed from between them and dripped down Kazumi's thighs.
"Big brother, it's hard again."
"What, do you want me to stir it up more?"
Without answering, Kazumi chuckled and tightened her honey pot.
With a grin, Ho began to thrust his now-hardened penis into his sister's secret cavity.
"Ah! Ow! Ah! Woohoo!"
Even though we were right at the front door, the voices were higher pitched than before. And it wasn't just the voices. The dry, rhythmic thud of flesh hitting flesh, and the wet, sticky sloshing of water stirring the muddy meat, were all so loud it seemed as if they were deliberately trying to be heard outside.
"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!"
Kazumi lets out a scream that can only be described as a shriek. At this point, it's hard to distinguish between cries of pleasure and cries of pain.
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Kazumi was groaning, her hair disheveled. Tamotsu released the hand he had been holding onto his sister, pulled her closer, grabbed her breast through her T-shirt, and pinched and kneaded the nipple with his fingers. Kazumi turned her head and her tongue intertwined with her brother's behind her.
"Mmm... mmm, ah, mmm"
The brother and sister greedily exchange each other's saliva.
"Big brother, I can't anymore..."
"Do you want it inside again?"
Kazumi remained silent, looking down, but eventually nodded slightly.
Immediately afterward, he thrust his hips in with full force, and Kazumi almost stopped breathing.
"Ah...! Oh...!"
It opened and closed its mouth, but was so panicked that it couldn't properly inhale air.
"There, how about this?"
As he thrusts deeper once more, Tamotsu's penis explodes again, burning Kazumi's internal organs to ashes.
"It's so hot..."
With a dreamy look in her eyes, Kazumi said only that, then closed her eyes as if falling asleep.



"I'm home. Ah, I'm so tired."
"Welcome back. How was your trip?"
The next day, Kazumi greets her parents when they return from their trip. As usual, Tamotsu remains holed up in his room.
"That's good. You should have come too."
I respond to such parents with an ambiguous smile.
"Huh? Kazumi, you had a skirt that short?"
"Oh, I pulled it out because it's hot."
When she answered, she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt; instead, a thick vibrator that Tamotsu had given her was thrust inside, kneading and further softening Kazumi's soft flesh.

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