My Erect Cock Was Rubbing Against My 'Younger Sister's' Pussy
With my 'younger sister's' permission, I didn't even glance back before shoving my hand straight under her clothes. The soft flesh that brushed my fingertips made her shoulders quiver with tension.
"Kyahut!?"
"W-wait a second!"
"...Why?"
"D-don't touch my belly... Why are you touching there...!!"
Her hand clamped around my wrist, desperately trying to yank it away from her lower stomach.
"A-aah! I said no...!"
Despite her protests, I kept kneading her soft belly, savoring the pleasant give of her flesh and the warmth of her body heat.
"Huuuung!!"
That nasal whine was thick with irritation. She made a huge fuss, tensing her lower belly with everything she had until it eventually hardened into surprisingly firm abs.
"It's fine. It's cute. Why not just relax a little—"
"F-fuck! It's not cute at all!!"
A thick curse finally burst from her lips.
"A-ah..."
When brute force didn't work, she started viciously pinching the back of my hand.
"Let go right now?!"
"Okay, okay. I'm letting go. See?"
"Haa... phew... haeu..."
She glared at me, breathing hard like she was incredibly worked up. I checked the back of my stinging hand.
"Hey... You left a bruise."
"...That's why I told you not to touch there..."
Her sullen complaint made me feel a little wronged too, but the atmosphere felt too delicate for me to argue. I wisely kept my mouth shut.
"...Just touch my breasts or something. Please... just do what I tell you to do..."
She still looked extremely uncomfortable, and I almost let myself feel dejected. Honestly though, it was at least a little calculated.
"...Hey, I said touch me."
I deliberately made myself look pathetic, wearing an aggrieved expression and fidgeting while I stole glances at her.
"Hey, are you sulking?"
"......No."
"Jeez... You totally are. Why are you sulking again?"
She poked my body with little thumps. I stroked the spot like it actually hurt and kept watching her reaction.
"Hey... come on. You said you wanted to touch them. Aren't you going to touch my breasts?"
Her voice had softened. The tone gradually shifted into something almost coquettish.
"Heyy... Here, touch them, okay? Don't touch my belly... I told you to touch my breasts."
She grabbed my hand and guided it to her chest herself.
"Haung, hu..."
Her breasts trembled under my touch. She let out a tiny breath, her eyes narrowing for a moment.
"......Are you really going to act like this?"
My passive response clearly annoyed her. She released my wrist with a sharp flick and scrunched her face into a deep scowl.
"Ah, shit... A guy getting all petty just because of one little comment."
She grabbed the hem of her own top. Slowly—very slowly—she began to lift it. The first thing to greet me was her pale, soft belly, followed by that adorable little navel.
"...Don't stare so hard."
"Ah, uh, right."
I answered awkwardly and waited obediently for what came next, practically holding my breath.
Slide. Sliiide. Her hands moved with agonizing slowness. I kept swallowing hard, throat clicking audibly.
"...There. Satisfied?"
Her tightly tensed lower belly looked impressively firm. Above her narrow waist rose the main event—two massive breasts that seemed to wave hello.
"......"
"...Stop hesitating and just touch them already..."
She bit down on the hem of her lifted shirt. Her hand reached out again, snatching my wrist.
"H-haaaang..."
Warm, slippery skin filled my palm. It was plush. Incredibly soft.
"...How long should I touch them?"
"...Why are you even deciding that? Just... touch them however you want..."
Her face had already flushed deep red, ears burning like they were on fire.
I kneaded them thoroughly.
"Kyahung! Ah, that hurts..."
"Ah, sorry..."
My mind was racing. The situation, the atmosphere, every single reaction—she was driving me insane with lust.
Our faces drew closer and closer until I could feel the heat of her breath.
"Heung..."
Our eyes met. She quickly turned her head away. The shirt hem she'd been biting fell with a soft thump.
"...Come closer."
"J-just touch from there..."
Her face burned crimson as she mumbled. Her hair hung down, covering half her face and naturally revealing the pure white nape of her neck—already covered in the marks I'd left yesterday.
"Haa, ha... Move back a little..."
She pushed at my chest, but I remained rooted to the bed like I'd grown roots.
"A-aang...!"
I filled my hand with her breast. The abundant flesh spilled between my fingers.
"Chup, chup... lick, lick... chup."
"Heyy...! I told you to just touch, didn't I—!"
I wrapped my free arm around her shoulders, holding her in place as she tried to pull away.
"Stay still. Chup, lick... chup."
The fine hairs on her nape stood on end. Soon her fists started flying—thud, thud. They carried some real weight, but nothing I couldn't handle.
"S-stop it! It tickles...!"
What was supposed to be a scream just sounded like adorable whining to me. I pulled her even closer.
"Heut! H-haang!"
I played with the breast in my hand like it was a toy. It felt exactly like warm mochi—touching it alone made me stupidly happy.
"Chup chup... chuuup, chup..."
I added more marks to her neck, this time deeper and darker than yesterday, branding her properly.
"Haa, hu, heung... H-haaang..."
Her resistance grew weaker and weaker. She looked exhausted. The arm that had been pushing me away finally drooped limply. Sweet, heated moans spilled from her lips, thick with arousal.
After that, everything went smoothly.
She simply watched whatever I did and obeyed my instructions without complaint.
"Haa, whoo..."
Her half-removed top was getting in the way. I grabbed it and pulled it completely over her head.
"H-haaang..."
My urgent movements left her hair a wild mess in seconds.
"......How far are you planning to go?"
"......I don't know."
Her gorgeous breasts were now completely exposed, full and perky without the slightest sag.
"A-aang... That hurts, don't pinch..."
"...Sorry."
Her nipples had stiffened noticeably. They grew even harder every time my fingers brushed them.
"Sssip... Haaaa..."
"...What are you doing?"
I buried my face between those massive breasts. They carried a fresh, sweet scent mixed with her intoxicating body odor and hormones.
"Chup, chup... lick, lick, chup."
"Heung... A-aang..."
I ran my tongue over her nipple. For some reason it made my whole mouth tingle like I'd licked honey.
"I-I told you to just touch... you said you'd just touch..."
"Chup, chuuup... smack, lick, lick."
"H-haat! Hut!"
Her nipples grew harder by the second as her back arched. I supported her from behind, holding her steady.
"Haaang...!"
Every twist of her body made her breasts bounce heavily. I cupped them from below, savoring their incredible weight. Sometimes I kneaded them so thoroughly it felt like my fingers were melting into that soft flesh.
What followed felt completely natural, like we'd rehearsed it. I gently supported her back as she slowly lay down.
"Haa, haeu... heuuung..."
Her breasts were now covered in my marks. Under my gaze she kept turning her eyes away.
Then my hand slid down to her pants. She immediately smacked my hand away, clearly trying to stop me.
"...No. I don't like it..."
I ignored her and kept pulling. Slide. Slide.
"A-aaang—!!"
She resisted, but only for a moment.
"I-I said no!"
She wasn't wearing panties. The moment her pants came off, her bare pussy was completely exposed to me.
"Ah, shit!!"
She frantically covered her crotch with both hands and tried to twist her body away.
Slide. Sliiide—
"Kya, kyahut!"
I grabbed her legs and, just like before, hooked them over my shoulders.
"Ah, seriously... What the hell are you doing...!"
She clearly hadn't expected things to go this far. But she was no match for me in strength, so she ended up pinned beneath me.
"You seduced me first."
"...W-what did I seduce?!"
Her eyes trembled violently. She shot me a quick glare before looking away again.
Rub. Rub.
"A-ahung... Move. Get off me..."
The front of my bulging pants ground against the back of her hand. Her weak protests simply circled inside her mouth.
"Move your hand."
"A-ah, no—!!"
I seized her desperately resisting wrist and yanked her arm up over her head.
"Hut!"
Her breasts bounced freely. Her pussy, glistening with juices, was now fully on display.
"Ah, you crazy pervert..."
"Then why are you this wet?"
Rub.
"A-aang..."
She squirmed, her face flooded with embarrassment.
The sound of fabric and skin rubbing together filled the room. Before long her hands were gripping my shoulders as she twisted her hips wildly.
"Ha... haung, hu... You want to do this with your sister...?"
"......Yeah."
"Ha! You're actually, actually insane..."
Her twitching hips kept bouncing. The rhythm between us synced perfectly. Every time I pressed down, she lifted her ass to meet me.
Rub. Rub. Rub.
With only my pants between us, my rock-hard cock kept grinding against my 'younger sister's' dripping pussy. The tightly stretched fabric made my groin throb.
Slide. Sliiide— I skillfully slipped my pants off. She tried to stop me again, but when I promised to leave her panties on, she seemed to relax a little.
"......Don't take the panties off. That is really, really not allowed..."
She repeated her plea earnestly. I nodded quickly in understanding. My pants finally slid off my feet.