The Deflowering of the Cheeky Younger Sister
Ever since Sophia squandered the heaven-sent opportunity for her very first attack with that clumsy kick, she hadn't managed to seize the initiative even once. After that, she experienced her first climax when her most intimate place was licked for the first time in her life, followed by a second and third climax as her perky pink nipples were sucked. And now, if the Sophia cradled in my arms came again, it would be her fourth. That would leave only one more climax before the winner was decided.
Sophia sat with her thick thighs draped over mine, her back resting against my chest. My hand was nestled between her shamelessly spread legs. When I carefully pinched and rolled her slick pearl, her soft back pressed tightly against me twitched. Sophia gripped my thighs with both hands instead of any handle, desperately trying to push back the orgasm rising from deep inside her body. She must have been clenching her legs with all her strength—her sweat-dampened toes curled tightly, as if she'd stepped on a hot iron plate.
Breathless, Sophia spoke, drool visibly dripping to the floor. "Haah♡ J-just a little gentler..."
"So you're finally willing to talk? If you confess honestly, I might slow down."
"You damn bastard, why the hell are you so curious about your little sister's masturbation material?"
I answered in an innocent tone—infuriating even to my own ears. "As her older brother, isn't it natural to want to check if my little sister has proper sexual tastes?"
"You, who violated two of your own sisters, have less normal tastes than I do... Haah♡ S-stop..."
Only when she was pushed right to the edge of climax did Sophia finally cast aside her pride. She muttered a name, her voice fading in and out like a drunkard. "...him."
"Who? I couldn't hear you."
After letting out a sigh, Sophia repeated it loud enough for even a ninety-year-old to catch clearly. "My first masturbation partner was Sir Alfred."
"Alfred? Who's that?"
Whoever this Alfred was, he'd apparently stolen Sophia's first masturbation. Since I had no memory of him whatsoever, he clearly wasn't a character from the original game.
Sophia spoke with a furrowed brow. "H-he was a knight from a novel I read when I was little. I masturbated while looking at the illustrations in it. Happy now?"
"A knight from a novel, huh? Unexpectedly sentimental of you."
"Haah, just keep your promise already."
"Fine. A promise is a promise."
I stopped my hand that had been toying with Sophia's pearl. "Th-thank you... Now I just have to wait four more minutes for my turn, right?"
When Sophia checked the clock with a relieved expression, I spoke in a tone that made it clear there was no way it would be that easy. "I said I'd slow down the touching. I never said I'd stop pleasuring you."
"What?"
"Open your mouth, Sophia. Since your first masturbation was stolen by some unheard-of guy named Alfred, I should at least claim your first kiss."
"Why are you so obsessed with your little sister?!"
Obsessed? That stung. I wished she'd understand it was love, not obsession. I pulled Sophia's firm stomach against my chest with my left hand, close enough that we could hear each other's heartbeats. Then, with my other hand, I gently grasped her chin and turned her face toward mine. Sophia, her forehead dotted with sweat, glared at me with eyes full of resentment and fury. Her hot breath tickled the tip of my nose. Even as she wore an expression of utter disgust at my shamelessness, she didn't turn away.
I spoke to her. "If you really hate it, why not just imagine I'm Sir Alfred and relax a little?"
"Don't be ridiculous, mmph."
I hadn't been expecting an answer. Tilting my head, I sealed Sophia's loudly protesting lips. Unlike my first kiss with Cordelia, Sophia didn't allow her older brother easy access to her mouth. With her lips tightly shut, my tongue could only lick desperately at the entrance. But they say if you knock, the door shall be opened. Instead of chanting "Open sesame" in my heart, I gave Sophia's swollen pearl one firm flick with the fingers still holding it.
"Hnn?!"
With a moan, Sophia's lips—previously shut like an iron fortress—parted. Seizing the opening, my tongue plunged inside. Like wrestling with fingers, I pressed down on Sophia's tongue with mine, then entangled her inexperienced tongue that couldn't even properly flee. My tongue coiled all the way to the root of hers, like a snake constricting its prey, leaving Sophia unable to bite or escape as she was relentlessly violated.
"Mmmph, haaah..."
She seemed to be trying desperately to say something, but with a gag in her mouth, proper words were impossible. Instead, the wet, squelching sounds of our mingled saliva echoed between our pressed lips. The lewd sounds weren't coming only from our mouths. Even as I tasted Sophia's lips, my right index finger began slowly thrusting in and out of her entrance. When I gently scraped her tongue, her lower lips clenched around my finger; conversely, when I teased her inner walls, her entangled tongue tightened in response.
Finally, the limit arrived for Sophia, who was being violated simultaneously in both her upper mouth and the lower one that belonged only to a female. Pulling her lips away, Sophia shook her head and cried out. "Hah, n-no! I don't want to come! H-help me, Cordelia—haaah♡"
Sophia climaxed while calling Cordelia's name—the very younger sister she'd treated as nothing more than a pawn. If Cordelia, who had wanted to teach Sophia the beauty of familial love, had heard, she probably would have smiled in satisfaction.
Without even thinking to wipe away the lewd fluids flowing from both above and below, Sophia collapsed onto the bed. Her breasts rose and fell like water balloons with each ragged breath. "You came just from a little tongue play? At this rate, how do you expect to beat me?"
"Don't make me laugh. You were touching me like I was some kind of toy."
Sophia struggled to raise her waist, her face full of dissatisfaction. The fact that she still had the energy to resist earned her a sliver of my respect. But this wasn't the time for her to show that attitude toward me.
"You know there's only one more until my victory, right?"
"Th-that's..."
Sophia hesitated. She must have sensed that the match would be decided in ten minutes. "You know it too—that you can't win against me like this."
"So... you're telling me to give up now?"
"Of course not. If you gave up here, I'd lose interest too. Instead, I'll make you a proposal."
"A proposal?"
"Yes. If you can endure ten minutes without coming while my cock is inside you, I'll end the match right there and declare your victory."
Sophia shot me a suspicious look. "What's your angle? You wouldn't offer something like this without conditions."
I nodded at my sharp little sister. "It's simple. Just sincerely beg your older brother to put his thing inside you. That's all. Easy, right?"
"You just want to see me shamelessly begging for your cock, is that it?"
"Not just that. I don't want to remember my little sister's one and only moment of losing her virginity as her crying and begging me not to put it in."
At my sincere explanation, Sophia's face twisted as if she'd written "disgusting" across it in bold letters. "You're insane. Did you humiliate Cordelia like this too?"
"Don't be too harsh. It's not a bad deal for you either, is it? After all, you have nowhere left to retreat."
"..."
Sophia's mouth, which had been sharply criticizing me, fell silent. She clearly understood it wasn't a bad condition. Even if she refused the proposal, my shaft—which had been eyeing only the chance to penetrate her this turn—would still take action. In other words, no matter what choice Sophia made, the result would be the same: she would be taken.
In the end, Sophia swallowed her pride and accepted the proposal. As requested, she lay on the bed and obediently spread her legs. Approaching her, I positioned myself over her smooth abdomen, and Sophia delivered the line I'd prepared for her.
"A-Arwen, older brother..."
Her voice was awkward, as if her tongue had been anesthetized, and her gaze was stiff. Her erection wilted at Sophia's terrible acting, so I cut her off immediately. "Wait. Try again, softer and with more sincerity."
Sophia frowned at the scolding and muttered loud enough for anyone to hear, "Sincerity? Are you kidding me?" But after a brief complaint, she continued her performance as the obedient little sister, just as promised. "Please put Arwen older brother's thing inside this little sister who dared to challenge her older brother without fear."
Much more natural this time. Even knowing it was an act, a satisfied smile bloomed at the sight of an obedient Sophia. After finishing her line, Sophia gritted her teeth. Just seeing that indignant expression without any other stimulation made my cock stand rigid again.
"Good. If you want your older brother's thing that badly, I have no choice."
Playing along with Sophia's performance, I grabbed my shaft and rubbed the tip against her slick entrance, searching for the hole. I found it quickly without needing to look. Sophia's entrance, loosened and twitching invitingly, seemed to say "I'm right here." Her wet folds clung to the head of my cock like damp tissue paper sticking to skin. Now, all I had to do was push my hips forward, and Sophia's virginity would be mine.
"It might hurt a little at first. I'll go slowly, so don't tense up too much."
Sophia snorted. "Just like someone who's already violated two little sisters. So very kind, older brothe—urghhh?!"
I had no intention of listening to Sophia's provocation that ruined the mood. Thrusting my hips toward her belly, the flared head forced its way inside. Sophia's sarcastic remark instantly transformed into a moan. And as the thick root followed, pushing through the opened hole, I felt her hot inner walls slowly enveloping the surface of my cock. Sophia's walls, accepting a man for the first time in her life as a woman, embraced their first visitor tightly and welcomed him with utmost hospitality. The tight, wet sensation against my most sensitive part dominated my nerves, making my hands and feet supporting me on the bed feel numb instead.
While I was dazed by Sophia's tightness, my little sister's pupils dilated like someone intoxicated as she stared at her own lower abdomen, now pierced by her older brother's cock. Her slightly parted lips exhaled increasingly rapid breaths. "Ah... aah, it's really inside. This can't be happening, between family..."
As Sophia remained stunned by the shock of crossing the forbidden line with family, I brought her back to reality. "Snap out of it, Sophia. Not even half of it is in yet."
"Hic... h-half? You're joking, right?"
Even as Sophia reeled in shock, my cock continued to push deeper, scraping against her folds. Though she bit her lips to suppress her moans and weakly kicked her legs, it was more than bearable. Eventually, she swallowed me all the way to the root with ease. Feeling my blood-engorged veins rubbing against her inner walls, I couldn't help but let out a short, hot moan. When I paused for a moment to savor the sensation of being inside her, Sophia spoke with an expression that said she was finally safe. "I-is it over now?"
Not a chance. I spoke to my innocent little sister, who had made that assumption on her own. "Of course not. Now that it's in, I have to move. Only when I come while rubbing against your walls can it truly be considered losing your virginity."
"N-no! If you move now, my head really will go crazy!"
Sophia tried to push against my shoulders, but it was a feeble resistance. There was no strength in her trembling arms. The person pinned beneath me was no longer Sophia Reinhardt, the genius of magic and swordsmanship and the academy's strongest. She was merely a female conquered by a male, reduced to crying out beneath him. I lowered my head toward her. As my face approached while violating her, Sophia flinched. "Don't worry. Your head won't go crazy— it'll just learn a woman's pleasure."
Whispering into Sophia's ear, I began to move my hips.