Chapter 41: Little Sister Caught Sleeping Naked
Chapter 41: Little Sister Caught Sleeping Naked
The next day, thanks to my biological clock, I woke up right on time.
A musky, raw scent wafted past my nose. It wasn't unpleasant; mixed with a woman’s natural fragrance, it was the kind of scent that could easily stir a man’s desires and sexual impulses.
As soon as I opened my eyes, my little sister’s pink, smooth pussy came into view. Staring at that tender, lovely slit, I couldn't resist leaning in to steal another gentle lick from the hairless pussy I had spent half the night tasting.
"Mmm..."
My sister let out a soft moan, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, but she remained fast asleep.
Between my legs, my cock stood tall and proud with a morning wood. Even though I had come so many times yesterday, it showed no signs of fatigue, pulsing with vitality.
It really is good to be young.
I headed to the bathroom to wash up. Scattered next to the toilet were the panties my sister had let drop to her ankles last night.
They were covered in patches of semen and pussy juice that hadn't quite dried yet, giving off a heavy, lewd musk. Compared to the pair I’d taken off Chen Xiao, these were just as drenched.
After I finished cleaning myself, I placed my sister’s panties together with Chen Xiao’s, intending to keep them as souvenirs once they were washed.
Collecting women’s underwear?
I scratched my head. Why did I feel like such a pervert?
Whatever, I was already a pervert. If I wasn't, I wouldn't be thinking about fucking my own mother and sister, nor would I have already slept with my maternal aunt.
Besides, these were my women. I’d already licked and fucked their pussies; what was so wrong with keeping their panties as a collection?
The sheets I’d washed yesterday were already dry, smelling faintly of laundry detergent. I stripped the messy sheets from the bed, tossed them along with yesterday’s dirty clothes into the washing machine, and spread the clean sheets out.
Watching the drum of the washing machine spin, it was hard to imagine that my sister and I had managed to soil two sets of bedding in just two nights.
I had to admit, the amount of fluid that little white tiger produced was quite impressive.
Just as I opened the bedroom door, I was surprised to find Mom standing right there in her nightgown.
I jolted, my brain—still a bit foggy from sleep—snapping instantly awake.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
I patted my chest, looking confused while feeling a secret pang of guilt.
"What? Is your mother some kind of monster? Am I that scary?"
Mom’s exquisite figure was partially visible beneath her nightgown, making my already erect cock even harder.
I turned my body slightly to hide the bulge in my pants. "You’re standing in front of my door in the middle of the morning without making a sound. How could I not be startled?"
Mom’s phoenix eyes swept downward, catching a glimpse of the tent I was trying to hide.
However, her beautiful face remained calm. She even intentionally brushed her shoulder against mine as she pushed past me into the room.
I couldn't read anything from her expression, and I didn't dare stop her, so I just followed obediently behind her.
I marveled at her patience and persistence; she had actually woken up this early to stage a "surprise raid."
My heart hammered against my ribs. I was worried that with how loudly my sister had screamed during her orgasms last night, Mom might have heard something.
Mom’s beautiful eyes scanned my bedroom, searching for any "evidence."
I secretly thanked my lucky stars that I’d thrown the sheets soaked in pussy juice and cum into the wash the moment I woke up. Otherwise, she really would have caught me red-handed.
Mom walked onto the balcony and stopped in front of the washing machine. Her red lips parted slightly. "What are you washing so early in the morning?"
"Nothing much, just yesterday’s clothes and the bedsheets."
Mom’s face clouded with suspicion. "Washing bedsheets first thing in the morning?"
I stretched, feigning a relaxed posture. "Is there a rule against washing sheets in the morning?"
Mom lowered her gaze. "Wash them if you want. I can't be bothered to manage you."
"Hehe."
I gave a dry laugh and followed her without saying another word.
The more I said, the more likely I was to slip up!
As I watched Mom open the balcony door leading to my sister’s bedroom, I instantly grew tense.
My sister was currently lying in that bed, fast asleep and stark naked!
But I couldn't exactly block Mom from going in.
My mind raced. Steeling myself, I followed Mom into my sister’s room.
Mom had only taken a few steps into the bedroom when she turned around in a panic. Her long, jade-like hands flew up to cover my eyes, her voice urgent. "Close your eyes!"
Well, Mom had definitely seen my sister sleeping in the nude.
I put on an Oscar-worthy performance, acting confused. "Mom, what’s wrong?"
"Out! Get out!"
Mom kept my eyes covered with one hand while using the other to shove me out of the room.
It was the first time I’d ever seen her so flustered.
While laughing inwardly, I intentionally tugged at her arm. "Mom, what are you doing? Why are you covering my eyes?"
"Don't you dare open them!"
Mom’s tone suddenly turned stern, and she pushed me with more force, shoving me all the way back onto the balcony.
Her full, ample breasts heaved with her rapid breathing. Her face was tight with tension. "Don't come in!"
With that, she slammed the door shut with a loud thud.
Standing outside, I rubbed my nose and let out a long sigh of relief.
Judging by her reaction, she probably hadn't discovered anything about last night.
Sigh. Dealing with all these women and playing this game of wits with Mom was truly exhausting.
I felt a headache coming on thinking about the future. How was I ever going to get Mom to accept these women?
And how was I supposed to manage the relationships between them?
If I really ended up with Mom—not to mention the ethereal, dream-like relationship with her—what about my maternal aunt and my sister, with whom things were already established? Was our relationship destined to stay hidden underground forever, never seeing the light of day?
I looked out at the rising sun on the horizon, my gaze gradually turning firm.
Strength. Only with great strength and capital would I be qualified to possess these extraordinary women and properly handle the relationships between them.
And Chiyue Group and Yuanyue Group were my greatest assets and leverage.
Smack!
"Ah!"
Following the crisp sound of a slap and my sister’s cry of pain, I knew her little butt had just met Mom’s hand.
My sister’s voice shifted from groggy to wide awake. "Mom?... Mom!"
Then her voice turned piteous and weak. "Mom, what are you doing?"
Mom’s voice was stern. "You’re a grown girl! Who else sleeps with their bare ass out like you?"
Hearing Mom’s voice, I stroked my chin. Well, for one, Song Yu likely had a habit of sleeping naked.
My sister offered a weak protest. "How would you know if other girls sleep naked? Do you watch them too?"
"You...!"
Smack! Smack!
My sister’s pleas for mercy drifted from the room. "Mom, stop hitting me! My butt hurts... it hurts!"
Mom’s voice remained sharp. "Lin Xi, I remember you never had the habit of sleeping naked."
"A habit? Can't habits be changed?"
"You still dare to talk back to me!"
Smack!
Another crisp sound.
"Mom, stop! You’re going to make my butt swell up!"
Mom snapped back, "That’s what you get for talking back!"
"Mom, how do you know I didn't have the habit before? Did... did you used to spy on me?"
Mom didn't answer. Her response was another smack.
I found it hilarious listening from outside and couldn't help but shout, "Wow, Lin Xi! A big girl like you, still sleeping with your bare butt out?"
"Go cook the food!"
Mom barked at me from inside the room, her voice terrifyingly loud.
Hearing the commotion, I wasn't too worried. Aside from her schoolwork, my sister was actually quite clever; Mom probably wouldn't be able to get anything out of her.
As my sister’s pleas continued, I felt quite cheerful. Humming a little tune, I headed to the kitchen to make breakfast.
After putting the food on to simmer, I looked at the treadmill. Suppressing the urge to go for a morning run outside, I decided to exercise on the machine instead.
Before long, Mom and my sister emerged from the bedroom.
Mom looked solemn, while my sister’s face was a mask of grievance. She kept rubbing her buttocks with both hands; it looked like Mom had given her quite the beating.
"Let's eat."
I gestured for Mom to sit at the table and began bringing out the dishes one by one.
The moment my sister sat down, she let out a yelp and stood right back up, clutching her backside.
I winked at her. "Did Mom slap your butt until it swelled up?"
"You...!"
My sister ground her teeth and shot me a fierce glare, her face full of resentment.
That look clearly said: This is all your fault!
Mom tapped her pale fingernails against the table and said softly, "Both of you need to be more careful from now on, understood?"
My sister remained silent, staging a wordless protest.
Seeing this, I quickly tried to lighten the mood. "Understood."
"Mm."
Mom gave a slight nod. "I’m going to work as usual. Lin Yuan, you must make sure Xixi gets inside the school gates this afternoon. Do you hear me?"
"No problem!" I gave Mom an "OK" sign.
Suddenly, my sister reached out her slender white hand toward Mom in a "hand it over" gesture.
She was asking for her allowance.
Mom feigned ignorance, her beautiful face looking puzzled. "What?"
"Never mind!"
My sister huffed, looking quite principled.
"Fine." Mom remained indifferent, clearly not bothered by her daughter’s attitude.
Mom turned to me. "When you drop your sister off this afternoon, don't give her a single cent."
Looking at these two beautiful women—one older, one younger—constantly bickering, I felt amused. "Yes, ma'am!"
My sister immediately kicked me hard under the table, expressing her displeasure at my failure to stand in solidarity with her.
Mom picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth. "You two stay safe. I’m heading to the group headquarters."
I picked up the lunch box I’d prepared for Mom earlier and handed it to her. "Goodbye, Mom!"
My sister refused to say goodbye, focusing intently on destroying the food in front of her.
Mom didn't hold it against her, but as she reached the entryway, she turned back and held out her hand to my sister.
My sister’s peach blossom eyes blinked. "What?"
Mom saw right through her. "Give me your phone."
"Tch!"
My sister reluctantly handed over the phone. "It’s not like I was going to take it to school anyway."
Mom took the phone. "Whether you were going to take it or not, it stays with me."
My sister muttered under her breath, "So annoying."
Mom tapped my sister’s cheek. "There will be plenty of time for you to be annoyed later."
Once Mom was gone, my sister immediately pounced on me, flailing her arms in a mock fight.
"Alright, alright."
I caught her slender waist. "Stop messing around."
My sister gave me a hard bite. "Why didn't you help me?"
I threw up my hands. "Helping you wouldn't have done any good. The two of us combined are no match for Mom."
I patted her head. "Eat slowly. I’m going out for a bit."
My sister gave a soft "okay," then asked suspiciously, "Where are you going?"
I picked up the food I’d packed for Song Yu. "Nowhere special. I’ll be right back."
My sister’s face filled with doubt. "You aren't going to see that Song Yu woman, are you?"