Condom Sex with My Younger Sister (1)
"Still one left, right...? You remember, don't you...?"
Without waiting for an answer, the girl presses her body flush against mine, already trying to seduce me. She seems to be referring to our "three times a day" masturbation routine. Under the slightly heavy blanket, her hand fidgets and reaches for my lower body.
"Gonna jerk off...? You want to jerk off...?"
Using only her index finger, she traces slow circles over my cock through my pants. Before I know it, we're face-to-face, breathing hard, our noses almost touching.
"I'll milk out every last drop of your cum... okay? Let's feel good together...?"
Her legs tangle with mine beneath the blanket. If I lean forward even a little, our lips will meet. Before I can respond, her hand is already touching the damp spot on my pants where my cock is pressing against the fabric.
I really must look like a dog in heat. My cock, already leaking precum, tents the blanket.
"You can make as much of a mess as you want... I'll clean it all up... You just have to feel good, big brother... right...?"
She whispers right into my ear, her voice sweet and coaxing. Her promise only heightens my anticipation, and my cock twitches in response.
"Just tell me... How do you want to jerk off this time...? Where do you want to cum, big brother...?"
She even nips at my earlobe with her teeth, actively seducing me. Then, suddenly, a wet, cool sensation hits my ear and a shiver runs down my spine. She's licking my ear with her tongue.
That was the last straw.
I shove both hands under her clothes and grope her roughly, without any restraint.
"Hnn... haah... ngh..."
Listening to her weak moans as my hands startle her, I feel the stiff, perky nipples against my palms. Her expression is already filled with that familiar lust. Her eyes, wet and expectant, squeeze shut every time my hands touch her, clearly savoring the pleasure.
But I've already had my fill of her chest earlier. That's not what I really want right now.
Obviously.
Without warning, I slip my hand into her pants. She's not wearing any underwear, so I immediately feel the smooth skin of her lower body.
"Ah... hnn... heh... big brother..."
Her reaction is much stronger than before. It seems her sensitive spot is lower down. I trace my fingertip lightly over the smooth, straight slit. Of course, it's already wet. And inside... no need for any warm-up, apparently.
I roughly shove my index finger inside her pussy.
"Hnn! Ngh... hhk!"
Startled by the sudden penetration, she lets out a much louder moan than before.
"You're reacting so well. How long have you been waiting for this?"
I whisper into her ear, returning the favor. I slowly explore the tight, clinging walls that refuse to let go of my finger. It's so narrow that even one finger struggles to move. It feels completely full after just a single thrust, and my finger can't even go in halfway.
"Hah! Ngh... heek... hah! B-big brother... hnn..."
She's become just like me — a mindless animal. She keeps letting out incoherent moans, her entire focus locked on the sensation of my finger.
She's already losing it from just one finger. I swallow hard, imagining what kind of reaction she'd have if I forced my cock all the way inside this tight little hole and started pounding.
I continue slowly thrusting my finger in and out, even though it barely fits, and ask her,
"You said you'd make me feel good, but you look like you're enjoying this more."
Her hand left my crotch a long time ago. She's clinging to my neck now, completely focused on the pleasure I'm giving her.
"Hnn... haah... ngh!"
It's pretty annoying. She confidently said she'd comfort me, yet here she is, completely lost in my fingers. I press my buried finger hard against her inner walls, scraping deliberately.
"Hah! Heek! Haaah—!"
The foreplay is over. I have no obligation to keep pleasuring her. Now it's my turn to feel good.
I yank my finger out of her pussy without warning. There's a wet "pop" as her hole, still shaped around my finger, stays open for a moment.
"Hnnk! Haa..."
I throw off the blanket. With my pants already off, I can clearly see her pathetic little sister's pussy, soaked and glistening on the sheets. She's clinging to my neck, eyes brimming with tears.
I pry her arms off and lay her flat on her back, then move downward.
"Big brother...?"
No need to answer. I stare at her pussy from just ten centimeters away. No matter how tight it is, the hole that was open just moments ago is already twitching and closing.
"Spread your legs."
She always reacts quickly to my commands. This time is no exception. Even as her face flushes bright red with embarrassment, she grabs her knees with both hands and slowly spreads them apart.
Now I can see everything much more clearly. Her hairless, straight slit is dripping with fluid, the skin around it glistening wet. I'm grateful she left the lights on. If it were dark, I wouldn't be able to see this clearly.
Her pussy is still twitching slowly, as if the afterglow of my finger hasn't faded yet.
"It's embarrassing..." she mumbles.
Of course it's embarrassing. That's exactly why I told her to do it. It's punishment for getting off by herself while ignoring her big brother. I feel like I need to be even harsher.
"Spread your pussy with your hands, kid."
"...Pervert."
Despite her words, she immediately obeys, using her fingers to spread herself wide open so I can see everything inside. Her inner walls twitch visibly. It's so tight that it's hard to believe my finger even fit earlier.
Like using a remote control, I can change my little sister's position with just words. A sense of absolute power. Staring at her pussy, which is leaking even more fluid than before, my cock twitches violently, harder than ever.
A strangely sweet scent — like body wash mixed with her natural smell — wafts up from her spread pussy. Unable to hold back, I lean in and start licking her like a dog.
"Haaah! Hah... ngh... haa..."
She trembles, still holding herself open in that vulgar position. The transparent, sticky fluid doesn't taste like much, contrary to my expectations. But the pleasant viscosity on my tongue only heightens my arousal, like some kind of aphrodisiac.
That's enough servicing. I pull my face away and place my veiny, throbbing cock on top of her wet pussy. I move quickly, before she can stop me — though she clearly has no intention of stopping me.
"Hee... big brother... You want to put it in my pussy, don't you...? ♡"
She seems to have regained some composure. Her voice is back to that coy, spoiled tone — the one she uses when she's at her peak. Seeing her act so much like a little sister only turns me on more.
"I want to put it in. Can I shove it all the way to the base like this?"
Her answer is obviously "yes." She's the kind of sweet little sister who gives me everything I want. But instead of nodding, she shakes her head with a mischievous smile.
"Huh...?"
Just as my excitement starts to crash and disappointment threatens to take over, she suddenly sits up and pulls something out from under the bed. A square box. The words on it read "Ultra-thin 0.01...?"
"Huh? A condom?"
I genuinely didn't see that coming. Why the hell was that under the bed in the first place? More importantly... she was acting like she'd let me do anything without protection, so why suddenly bring up a condom...?
To cut to the chase, my worries were unfounded. She wasn't teasing me for that reason.
"Big brother, you don't want to wear one, do you...?"
Of course not. I wanted to thrust like an animal, hold her slender body tight, and fill her pussy to the brim with cum. I nod reflexively, just like she does.
"But big brother... you know how holding back makes it feel even better, right?"
She leans in close to my ear with that cat-like gaze of hers, smirking.
"You want to cum inside your real little sister's pussy and fuck her without any consequences... don't you...?"
I nod again, so hard I feel like my head might fall off.
"If you cum in the condom for the first round... and then fuck me raw and cum inside me irresponsibly from the second round onward... it'll feel even better... won't it...?"
She's aiming for a contrast effect. Obviously, if you eat the best thing last, it'll taste even better. I want to see my cum leaking out of her tight pussy with my own eyes. But going from masturbation to handjob to blowjob to sex — gradually escalating the pleasure like climbing stairs — is far more effective than chasing it aimlessly.
"It's guaranteed to feel amazing...? Whether you wear one or not... you can pound my pussy until it's ruined, I don't care... ♡ Fuck me like you did this morning in the bathroom, until I'm barking like a dog... ♡ I'll take it four times, five times... not just three ♡ So how about it...? Okay?"
Just like in the bathroom, her promises always deliver absolute pleasure. The moment I nod, she tears open the condom wrapper with her teeth and brings it to my painfully swollen cock.
Shlick—
The rubber feels different from her mouth-pussy. But her warm mouth immediately envelops me. The second she finishes putting it on and pulls away, I nearly cum without even entering her.
While I'm trembling from the promised pleasure, she lies back on the bed and spreads her pussy wide open with her fingers again — even though I didn't tell her to — looking at me expectantly.
"Put it in, big brother— Shove your cock in me... ♡"