Adoptive Sister's Pussy Taste (4)

"Ari, sis, what if you snap out of your focus state soon?"

She was already showing signs of coming out of the Super-Concentration State, so she'd be back to her senses any moment now.

About one minute left until she fully came to.

Pshhhrrr….

"Oh, perfect timing—I just finished cumming."

Thankfully, my ejaculation had stopped at the last possible second.

So I slowly pulled my cock out, and—

Poof~!

—using the second of the two towels I'd grabbed earlier, I gave my cock and Dong Ari's asshole a thorough cleaning.

"Ha… since it's been so long since I had anal sex, I wanted to enjoy it more."

I hurriedly wiped away all the leftover shower water still clinging to her pussy.

Then I massaged her body back into exactly the same position she'd been in before.

And right when exactly one minute had passed…!

"Hmm…?"

Dong Ari's mind came back to her.

She wore a dazed expression for a moment, but as if she had no sense at all of the time that had passed while she'd been frozen, she simply picked up the conversation where she'd left off.

"Oh, right. I've been thinking, and this pussy massage thing… I've decided I want to get it after all."

'Yes! It worked.'

I felt relief at the sight of my sister noticing nothing, mixed with a perverted thrill.

After all, her asshole was stuffed full of my cum right now, and she had no idea.

When she eventually used the toilet, it would mix in with her waste and become even more impossible to detect.

"You never know, right? I could lose my virginity from masturbating wrong too… I actually had a girl in my class that happened to."

Oh?

She has a friend that depraved?

Well, she was a delinquent—birds of a feather. No wonder she'd have girls like that around.

'Huh? Wait a second.'

Didn't she say "a girl from class," not "a classmate"?

Something about her wording was off.

"You said a classmate lost her virginity masturbating, Ari, sis?"

"No? Not a friend. There's a girl who used to be my bread shuttle, and she goes to my university now."

Wow, that's pitiful.

The bread shuttle ended up at the same university as the delinquent who used to bully her?

"I used to joke that the only university you'd ever go to was mine, and she actually came to our university."

So it was your fault?

God, what a bitch. From the shuttle's perspective, she only went to the same university because she was terrified of getting beaten up.

She's my adoptive sister, but she's a colossal cunt.

"Though she did score worse than me, so our university was the only place she could get into anyway."

Hmm….

Maybe she didn't follow her out of obsession—maybe she just had no other options…?

How do you even score worse than this airhead?

'No wait, maybe she couldn't study because she was too busy being tormented by this bitch.'

"She was a bit… unusual, though. Back in high school she got on her knees and begged me to let her be my bread shuttle. It was creepy…."

Huh??

"Before I made her my shuttle, if I looked out the window at dawn, she'd be standing on the street staring up at my bedroom window all night long."

Wait—?!

That crazy bitch who sometimes stood in front of our house in the middle of the night was HER????

Holy shit, I thought that was a ghost. Turns out it wasn't?

"She gives me the creeps, honestly. So I made her my bread shuttle, and now she runs my errands with my card."

This is still ongoing…?

And she makes her buy things with her card, huh….

'That's kind of surprising, actually? I just assumed that since she's a delinquent, she'd be living a life absolutely stuffed with school bullying.'

"I've beaten up plenty of other girls, but I couldn't touch her… I get the feeling she's genuinely insane… like, what if she burns my house down or something."

Ah.

So she is a bullying bitch living the delinquent life after all?

She just met a genuinely unhinged girl and couldn't touch her.

"C'mon, Ari, sis. No way she'd actually burn your house down."

"No, seriously… back in middle school, the delinquent in charge of her told her to quit being my bread shuttle. The next day, that delinquent's house caught fire…. Her nickname is the Iljin-Specialized Bread Shuttle."

Holy shit.

Never, ever make that crazy bitch quit being a bread shuttle.

I've lived a long time and I've never once heard the phrase "delinquent-specialized bread shuttle."

I suppose I need to start persuading my adoptive mother to install fire-safety equipment in our house. Immediately.

"So that's her motivation. But the losing-her-virginity part…?"

"I was muttering to myself once, like, 'I wonder if there's any way to lose your virginity other than with a man?' And you know what she did?"

Oh no. Don't tell me—

"She didn't even notice I was following behind her, and she just went, 'I'll investigate with my own body!' Then a week later she sent me the results as a video."

Dong Ari picked up her smartphone from the sofa and played the video.

In the video, some lunatic of a girl was recording herself masturbating with a dildo the size of a dragon's cock.

Wow….

She's a genuinely deranged individual.

I think I understand why Dong Ari, a former delinquent herself, is scared of this girl.

This is a true madwoman.

The kind of unhinged creature who really might set something on fire at dawn if you cross her.

"What an impressive motivator."

"Yeah… she scares me."

The Iljin-Specialized Bread Shuttle….

So it's a title that makes delinquents themselves tremble.

"But sis, this worry about losing your virginity to masturbation… are you interested in a dildo like that dragon cock?"

"What~? Are you kidding? If I shoved something that huge in there, my pussy would get wrecked. I'm interested in exactly this size."

Saying that, Dong Ari indicated with her hand a length exactly equal to my erect cock.

This sister of mine is turning me on.

"That's about the length of my cock, isn't it, sis?"

"You're the only man whose erect cock I've actually seen, you know that? And guess what—yours is longer than the average length they talk about in magazines."

Oh, I know.

My cock is rather magnificent.

"So you want to masturbate with a dildo about the length of my cock?"

"Yeah, I always figured that would be just right. It's a length I see every day, so I'm used to it."

Dong Ari said this while gazing at my still-erect cock.

And then—

Swooo….

—she casually pulled down my pants and took my cock in her hand.

Ooh, that tingles.

"Come closer. Bend your knees and lower yourself a bit."

"Yes, sis."

Dong Ari pressed the base of my cock flush against her pussy, then measured with her stomach how far up my glans reached.

"It's longer than I thought? If your cock went inside my pussy, wouldn't it poke through my stomach??"

Holy shit.

I never thought I'd live to hear my sister talk about my cock going inside her.

Granted, she was clearly speaking hypothetically, with a dildo in mind….

But hey, no harm in asking, right?

"I'm a slave who'll do anything for family. Would you like to try putting my cock in your pussy, sis?"

"Ah, slip of the tongue. No, I meant a dildo the length of your cock. Obviously I'm not going to put my little brother's cock in my pussy."

God, what a tragedy.

"What if you put it in out of curiosity and accidentally got pregnant? Our baby would probably be pretty, so that wouldn't be bad, but I couldn't invite my friends to the wedding. They'd make fun of me for marrying my brother."

…Huh???

That's the ONLY thing she's worried about???

And she thinks it "wouldn't be bad"???

"Sis, if you accidentally ended up pregnant with my baby, would the only thing bothering you be your friends teasing you?"

"Right? You're not quite prince material, but you're pretty handsome, your cock's big, and you're a slave so you listen to everything I say. As husband material, you're actually pretty solid. But I want a marriage where people give congratulations, not teasing. The prince is better."

Unexpected.

Dong Ari thought more highly of me than I'd realized.

"And if I can't meet a prince, then the next best thing is a man exactly like you. Do you know any decent guys? A guy exactly like you."

"I regret to inform you that no slave loves and cherishes you, Mother, and our little sister as much as I do."

"Figures~ You can't find a good man that easily. Sigh."

Dong Ari pulled back slightly from my cock, which had been pressed against her, as if lamenting.

And with that, the bit of semen that had seeped from my glans during the earlier ejaculation—still smeared on her stomach—began to stretch out in a long, threadlike strand.

"Huh? Is this what they call pre-cum?"

Dong Ari dabbed a finger at the fluid smeared on my urethra, then brought it right up to her lips.

"What a strange smell? It's kind of like night-blooming flowers."

Wow….

My sister just smelled my semen.

That's a first?

'Did you know, by the way? That semen she just smelled is currently stuffed deep inside her asshole?'

The very moment that lewd thought crossed my mind—

Slurp.

Dong Ari licked my semen off her finger with her tongue.

'What the—?!'

"Mmm… so this is what a man's pre-cum tastes like. It's a weird flavor? Why did it come out?"

"It happens sometimes after a long erection, sis. Perfectly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠normal."

"Heh, so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that means it's because I'm beautiful!"

The women of this household labor under the grand delusion that my erections aren't sexual arousal at all, but rather a natural reaction to beholding beautiful women.

Other men get hard out of sexual desire; my erections, apparently, are the result of aesthetic admiration.

They're all airheads, which is why my little deception has worked so well.

"Yes, sis, you're truly beautiful. Thanks to you, my erection refuses to subside—I'm admiring you even now."

"Good, good. Then I'll have to keep maintaining my beauty so you can stay hard. Do you know how to do a pussy massage?"

"I'm afraid I'm still in the research phase, sis. Might you be willing to help me with my pussy massage research?"

Logically, I knew this was complete and utter nonsense.

But the girl in front of me carried the airhead gene.

She was dumber than I could ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠imagine, and she never doubted a word I said.

It simply never occurred to her that a slave like me might be deceiving her.

"Really? Then I'll help you, just this once. Study hard and make absolutely sure my pussy keeps its pretty shape. Understood, slave?"

"Of course, sis. I'm a slave who exists solely for the women of our family."

"Heh, well said. That's my little brother. I like it."

Dong Ari patted my head.

And as she did, I moved to wipe the remaining moisture off her body with a towel… and noticed something.

I realized that earlier, I had accidentally wiped her pussy with the towel I'd used to clean up my semen.

'…Whoa?'

There was no way that alone could get her pregnant, but it carried a faintly perverted thrill that got me excited.

She wiped her pussy with a towel stained with my cum….

Feeling that electric shiver, I grabbed a different towel so she wouldn't catch the scent, spread her pussy open once more, and wiped her again.

And in that instant—

Brrrrt…!!

—her pussy shuddered violently.

Apparently all that rubbing with my cock earlier had left it sensitized, and it had reacted on its own.

"Haahn~?! W-what was that just now? My pussy felt something weird!"

"The pussy is a sensitive area, sis. If you wipe it repeatedly, it can't help being stimulated—almost like masturbation."

"What? But you're the one touching it? That's never happened before."

"That's because I've always wiped slowly, taking care not to stimulate you, sis. The truth is, you have to wipe harder and rougher to get properly clean."

"WHAT?! So you're telling me I've never been wiped properly this whole ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠time!!"

CRUNCH!!

Dong Ari seized my cock and crushed it with a vice-like grip!

Holy shit, this feels incredible!!

You think this is going to hurt me, but it feels mind-blowingly good, you crazy woman!!

Still, I had to keep up the act.

"Ow ow ow, sis, I'm sorry!! From now on I'll wipe your pussy properly—rougher and harder!"

"Obviously you will! I'm telling Mom and our little sister about this too!"

Oh? In that case, I'll get to wipe my adoptive mother's and little sister's pussies roughly from now on too?

"Um, sis. One thing, though—if I wipe roughly, you'll moan. It's an entirely normal reaction, so there's nothing to worry about, but I thought I should mention it."

"If you say there's nothing to worry about, then there isn't. Fine, understood—do it properly next time!"

"Yes, sis."

The airhead gene is truly the greatest!

She falls for everything so easily that it makes my life so convenient.

But… I do have to keep an eye on things.

She must never be fooled into getting fucked by some other man.

That privilege belongs to me, someday.

"By the way, sis, I know I say this every time, but…."

"I know, I know. I won't let any man but you touch my pussy. You touch our family's pussies to serve as a slave, but other men touch them because they want to fuck me. I remember it perfectly."

Excellent. She's memorized it well.

I had to repeat it hundreds of times to drill it into this airhead's skull.

The women of this house have rather poor memories, you see.

She only barely got into university, too.

…Granted, a university anyone can enter just by applying.

"If you're done wiping, go fetch my panties. I'm going to play games on the sofa."

"Yes, sis. What design would you like?"

"Too much effort to decide. Bring whatever you like."

Whatever I like?

How about no panties at all?

That way I could keep admiring her pussy.

But since that wasn't an option, I supposed I'd better head up to the second floor and go panty-hunting.