Isekai Milf Story - General Store Edition (37)
This was a fact I learned later, but even with the condition attached of "when praised," at some point it had become weird for Eli not to fish for compliments from me, so I once put her under hypnosis to check it out.
As it turned out, midway through, she'd started interpreting my sexual stares as part of the "praise" too. As the process went on, she'd come to understand the true nature of my gaze and learned by putting on a show of being drawn to my charms like some attractive opposite sex. That must be why Eli, now brimming with smug confidence and a stronger sense of self, was judging it for herself.
No wonder, really—she never refused anything, always obedient and listening so well.
It was personally fascinating to me. Since it was "praise" and not specifically "words," then petting and stroking could count as praise too, right? And people probably interpreted it a little differently anyway.
Either way, it occurred to me that next time I used hypnosis, it'd be worth factoring in stuff like this.
……………
For now, let's break it down by weekdays.
Before the store opened, lunchtime, and nights belonged to Cecilia. Afternoons from around 1 or 2 p.m. until Cecilia closed up were Eli's time.
Eli used to come home later originally, but she was probably cutting back on after-academy supplements or hanging out with friends to get back quicker. And obviously, all that extra time was dedicated to our sexual romps.
Since that day, we'd ramped up the lewd teasing with each other, caressing and indulging in pleasure whenever we had a moment. Sometimes my big sis would play nude model, striking obscene poses—but it wasn't some half-assed pretense about "art." She just genuinely loved it and took the lead herself.
The acts themselves were downright vulgar, the kind even a whore might balk at, purely offering up her pussy for my viewing pleasure. But since she was driving it, she didn't seem to have any hang-ups about that. She just reveled in my reactions, savoring that naughty fulfillment and ecstasy.
Right around when her lewd show had her so worked up that her inner thighs glistened with pussy juices, I'd get aroused too, my dick swelling and hardening. That's when we'd wordlessly close in and start caressing each other.
At first, we'd fuck right there in the room wherever our eyes met, but the positions were awkward and hard surfaces hurt sometimes, so before long, we'd settled on the soft bed for our makeout sessions. Of course, we couldn't dirty the sheets or surroundings, so like Cecilia taught, we'd spread a towel underneath.
Today was no different—we were enjoying our fun as usual.
Stroke, stroke...
"Haa... haa..."
"Hng, huu. Huaaah... ♥ Raoul looks like he's feeling it too..."
I was on the bed, gripping and stroking my own dick. We'd been mutual masturbating at my sis's suggestion, facing each other and pleasuring ourselves until moments ago. But she'd gone first, squirting dramatically while fingering her pussy, leaving me to finish solo.
Letting out sweet, ragged breaths as she savored her afterglow, she teasingly spread her legs, showing off her pretty bare pussy glistening with juices to tempt me. It was eye candy to fuel my jerking off, all while she flashed me a beaming smile.
Damn, so slutty.
One quirky thing during our sex sessions lately: we kept our tops on, even in the heat of it. That stemmed from a close call with Cecilia for real.
That day, we were standing face-to-face in the middle of the room, rubbing each other's shafts and pussy lips with our hands. Eyes closed, lost in the soft touches, when suddenly—the front door opening outside.
We snapped our eyes open in panic at the sound and scrambled to dress. Luckily, we managed to get clothed just as Cecilia knocked. She'd come back briefly for something she'd forgotten and peeked in to see what we were up to.
Good thing we'd been doing the nude model bit with a blank canvas and chair out—otherwise, we'd have been busted flat out.
After that, we always set up two easels, chairs, and canvases beforehand. And to avoid repeats, per Eli's idea, we mostly kept our clothes on during normal times. If we stripped, it was bottomless like now. Nude modeling was pretty much off the table naturally.
Unlike Cecilia, we couldn't throw out random excuses to keep the door shut, so that was one key difference between the mother-daughter duo. More like kid versus adult, really.
As I kept stroking, the urge to cum built up.
"Heehee... ♥"
Seeing my flushed face, she spread her legs into an M-shape for maximum view, providing prime pussy entertainment just for me. And as my climax neared, Eli got ready too.
"Say something if you're gonna cum?"
"Yeah... ahh. Hng..."
The ejaculation pressure surged. Even using the towel like a rag, I couldn't just blast sticky semen everywhere. Stains and hygiene aside, if it crusted inside and left a rough texture, Cecilia might feel it one day and get suspicious.
And she wasn't sucking me off to solve it either. She sometimes snuck licks to taste it, so she was interested, but the idea of taking a guy's dick in her mouth hadn't clicked—or she just couldn't take that step.
So her solution was...
"Ngh. Sis... I'm gonna cum..."
"R-Really? Hold on a sec?"
As I stroked with a heated expression, she stopped fingering her twitching pussy and quickly slipped on the pink panties she'd left nearby. Then she crawled toward me on her knees.
"Here... ♥"
Kneeling in front of me, she hooked her fingers in the waistband and pulled the front down, creating a pouch. Meaning cum in the spread-open spot.
Her big eyes crinkled cutely, her face excited and tense as she gazed at me intently. Seeing Eli like a vixen in heat, semen started churning from the depths of my balls.
I couldn't hold back anymore. Leaning forward, I aimed my dick into her panty pouch.
"Ahh...! Sis... c-coming..."
Splurt... spluuurt...
"Aang... ♥"
I pressed the tip firm against the fabric to avoid splattering, gripping my throbbing shaft. It poured out steadily without spraying everywhere. Spluuurt... glorp... Thick ropes piled up, soon covering the area under her pussy mound.
Her panties now cradled a huge, sticky white puddle. With a refreshing release, I squeezed the shaft, wringing out every last drop.
Finally, I dragged the glans up her still semen-free pussy lips before pulling away.
"Hiiing...!"
Already hypersensitive from her own orgasm, the surprise attack drew a sweet whimper from her.
"Haa... felt so good, sis..."
"Mmm, me too... ♥"
As I muttered to myself, she responded diligently while fixating on the semen pool in her panties, eyeing it with lustful hunger.
Slide.
She lifted her fingers slightly from the fabric, creating a slope. The sticky load slid diagonally down, coating her entire pussy.
"Ahh... ♥"
Feeling the warm, gooey sensation on her mound, Eli stared dreamily into her panties. Totally entranced, her plump lips parted in a dazed expression.
Even after doing this countless times, she always reacted fresh and thrilled—it was great.
Slowly, she pulled the fabric back up with her fingers. When she let go, it snapped snug against her with a pop, sealing everything in.
"Mmm ♥" With a sweet moan, she rubbed her thighs together, eyes half-lidded in a hazy pink haze, staring into space.
The cameltoe spot bulged noticeably from the sheer volume. Damn, I unloaded a ton.
Gazing at the mound peeking over the waistband, I saw her fingers trail down over it. Glancing up, she met my eyes with a flirty side-glance and started moving them.
Her index finger slid down to the bulging mound, rubbing gently through the fabric.
"Haa... mmmng... ♥"
Hot sighs escaped as the pink panties squished softly. Mesmerized by her pervy show, I stared at her fingers—drawing a dopey grin from her. Now using three fingers, she stroked her whole pussy.
Pressing hard, even the not-super-thin fabric soaked through, darkening with wetness.
"Whoa..."
Inside, her pussy was thoroughly slathered in my semen, clinging stickily. The fabric squelched visibly, but with my isekai-enhanced loads, imagining the mess inside was tantalizing. Would've loved a peek...
As if reading my mind—or maybe just done teasing my reactions—she dismounted the bed, careful not to let any leak sideways, her posture dripping with eroticism.
"Mmm. Okay... ♥ Gonna go wash up, sis."
She flashed me a naughty smile before grabbing a change of clothes and heading to the bathroom. I nodded slightly.
……………
This had become our standard finish lately. After puzzling over how to avoid messes, we'd settled on dumping it all in her panties, then her heading to the bathroom with the load to wash up and wipe down—like couples after bareback outdoor fun.
Seeing Eli's utterly smitten face, I couldn't nitpick with a "why not just cum in panties every time?"
This way, even if Cecilia barged in suddenly, it might dodge suspicion. Though overthinking it, getting caught mid-play heading to wash might look even weirder situationally.
Anyway...
"........."
A bit more time passed—this was about when sis should return.
Yesterday, curious if she washed it right out, I'd secretly spied via the crystal orb. What I saw was pretty shocking.
I'd seen what she did, but... no need to spell it out.
In one sentence: the lips of the sis who just opened the door and came back were glistening with saliva.