The feeling of dominance as I watched her succumbing to the taste on my fingers was unrivalled. “You like the taste of your little sister, don’t you? You’re so naughty, big sis.”
She murmured something illegible in response, her mouth still refusing to let go until I pulled my fingers away, the newfound emptiness of her mouth leaving her momentarily dazed.
I pulled big sis in for a short kiss, having another obscene exchange of fluids between the two of us, before asking her to get on all fours. Big sis obeyed, presenting her rear to me.
I practically lost all my self-control at the sight. The way big sis submissively showed the most vulnerable parts of herself to me was almost too much to take. But my reasoning prevailed, and I managed to keep myself in check.
I spent the next couple of minutes observing big sis, relishing in the view of big sis’s ass as she shuffles about, waiting for something to happen. But I did nothing. As if big sis knew that she would get rejected in some way or another if she turned her head around, she refrained from doing so, and obediently remained in her position for another five minutes. I leaned forward, closely examining big sis’s drying love juices that overlapped with new ones that are constantly leaking from her core, my hot breaths right against it.
Big sis couldn’t stand it anymore. “Stop bullying me…! I… I want you, Yuu…” she said, in a whimpering voice I have never heard of.
That was nearly lethal.
I carried on, trying my best to supress my own urges as well. Finally making physical contact with big sis, I reached out my hand, patting her head as my fingers run through her long hair.
Pat. Pat. Pat. Repeatedly, in such a position, it seemed as though I was petting a dog,
Naturally, I ran my hand down her neck next. Parting her long hair apart, I had a taste of her nape, but not before burying my face in it, taking a whiff of its scent, savouring what big sis’s mixture of smells are like at this moment. My hands moving from behind her neck to her chin, rubbing it gently, the other hand making use of a single finger to trail down her spine. Big sis shuddered when my finger arrived at the curve of her hips, which then trailed off and became a light assault on her ass instead.
It’s clear that big sis’s bottom is as unimpressive as her top – a definite trait that I wouldn’t change for anything else. What’s equally clear is that big sis enjoys having her rear toyed with. The way her folds subtly open and close when I knead her ass in circular motions is a mesmerizing sight to behold, with how her love juices kept flowing out like a leaking gate I almost dived my face into it.
“A bit more,” I said, unsure to big sis, or to myself.
I proceeded to kneel next to big sis’s bottom, lightly patting it with the palm of my hands, no different from how one would do the same to a baby as they coo them to sleep. Erotic wet slapping sounds can be heard clearly in tandem with my light pettings with my hands contacting her wet bottom.
What follows through is torture, almost, at least to big sis. Alternating between light pettings, bigger, playful but not painful slaps, and merely clapping my own hands, big sis’s mix of anticipation and disappointment can be visualized, her butt shivering, waiting for the next tender hit to land – or to be a false alarm.
After that, a full on incursion. I spanked right in the middle of her ass, no longer holding back. Big sis’s body tensed up, and she lost control of her voice, her cries of clear pleasure and the sound of my hand meeting her skin ending up as unfiltered music to my ears, appreciating the sensation of her flesh combined with her fluids. Not long after, her ass is already a shade of light red, and her breathing incredibly ragged.
“You like it when I spank you, don’t you, big sis?” I said, my voice rough.
“Yes, Yuu… Yes…! I love it…!” big sis answered, her inhibitions gone.
Then, with a muffled cry, big sis came, her body convulsing uncontrollably, her juices soaking the couch beneath her as she reaches the peak of her climax.
Big sis came from me spanking her ass. She threw away her dignity as a competent big sister to pleasure from such a masochistic act – there’s no words that can describe how much that arouses me.
I rolled big sis over, her previous all-fours stances crumpled. Her face is a dirty, naughty mess, a big mix of different fluids, her crimson eyes lost and unfocused on top of her face that showed true bliss.
Staring at that face, I gave in and rubbed my own clit, flicking it furiously until I quickly came after big sis. I had been holding back for a long time as well, and the proof of my lust couldn’t be more evident than the consequences of my own climax on top of big sis’s face.
There was no way this is enough, either. Holding big sis up, I placed her legs on top of mine, spread open, our bodies face to face, with our most intimate parts open to each other. The view itself is undoubtedly on par with the most potent of aphrodisiacs as the scent of arousal and the heat of both of our bodies becomes palpable.
Leaning forward for a kiss, what was meant to be a short peck on big sis’s mouth escalated into a sloppy messy as I invaded her mouth with my tongue, greedily exploring every part of her inner mouth, as if I’m afraid of such an offer being limited time only. My hands weren’t free either, my left-hand toying, flicking big sis’s nipple, and my right massaging the outer parts of her clit, still refusing to give it to her.
Finally breaking the kiss, I had to pause for a while to catch my breath. “Big sis… Just follow what I do to you, to me,” I said, pulling her hand towards my own groin, before letting it go, allowing big sis to mimic whatever I do to her to myself.
I watched big sis’s hand movements intensely as she tries to rub the hood of my clit like I did, her inexperience blatant, but also on the flip side all the more arousing to me.
I switched from rubbing her hood to tapping her small clit, now exposed. “Does it feel good, big sis?”
“Mhm… I’m already…” she tries to answer, with her thoughts jumbled and numb with pleasure, her fingers somehow still managing to keep up.
“Don’t worry… It feels great for me too…” I said, or I tried to, my breathing ragged. Now directly circling her clit, alternating between slow rounds and fast rapid movements, I was certain that I’m driving big sis crazy.
Big sis gasped, her body convulsing as she hit climax, her head resting on top of my shoulder as she her cries of ecstasy gets buried in it. Big sis is spent – her stamina not translating anywhere well to her endurance in bed, and her hands ceased to move.
She might have collapsed, but I was all but close to orgasm. Allowing big sis to rest lying down, I resumed to pleasure myself with big sis’s hands, her delicate fingers roughly rubbing onto my button. A new sensation entirely – using big sis’s hands to essentially pleasure myself as she’s sleeping, my moans louder and louder without a care about waking her up, the heat in my stomach almost unbearable.
“Big sis… Big sis…!”
Calling out big sis in front of her proves to be too much to bear – it caused me to be completely consumed in pleasure. Moaning and gasping with every pulse, my body trembling as my orgasm ripped through my body, sending electrifying pleasure through every part of me, naughty liquid spraying, covering big sis’s hand.
Lying down myself, I tried to catch my breath.
… I wasn’t done yet.
My legs hugged on big sis’s thighs. Making use of it, I ground my hips against her, enjoying the mixture of the feeling of her thighs and the extreme heat that I’m sharing with her. The pleasure was immense, and almost immediately I came again. I was addicted. Being ultimately desperate, I repeatedly knead my groin against big sis’s thigh, once again the built-up pleasures inside of me exploding.
I lost track of how many times I came, until I finally fell asleep with big sis in my embrace.
“Yuu. Yuu…” A recognizable voice. “Ah, finally. My arm is getting sore.”
I woke up with big sis right next to me. It’s the second time now. This wasn’t a dream.
“Ah, sorry… Big sis.” I said, letting go of her arm. It’s still unreal how different I acted, though I’ve gotten enough courage to not flee to the bathroom the first thing in the morning, just as big sis seems to have reverted back to her usual self, though a hint of humiliation and lewdness still seeped through her face.
“We should bath,” said big sis as she tried to stand up, just to fall back onto the couch again. “And this sofa… Good thing there’s an additional protection layer.”
“… Hey, big sis. What are you going to do from now on?”
“Hmm? What do you mean by that?”
“I was wondering if you’ll keep being a mercenary…”
“I think I will. I’m pretty useless anywhere else, anyway.”
“That’s not true! That’s…… I don’t want to experience that again. The days without you besides me, the nights wondering if the last time I saw you was truly the last time…
We can try and start over. Maybe we could run a small shop, or I could get my friends to help us in getting back on track to a normal life, new friends that I’ve made… I’ve improved myself a lot while you’re gone, you know?
Anything… I just… don’t want to be separated again.”
“…… Alright. I’ll think seriously about it.”
“One more thing,”
“What is it, Yuu?”
“Only I get to call you big sis, no one else. I want you to call me something no one else can as well.”
“Of course. How’s… baby sis then?”
“I love it.”
“You’ll always be cuter when you’re smiling like that, baby sis. Now, let’s get in the bath.”
EPILOGUE
I love big sis’s petite and small figure.
I love big sis’s doll like face.
I love big sis’s intense red eyes.
I love big sis’s twin side tails that serves as not only additional bait, but is also aesthetically cute.
I love big sis’s soft, childlike voice.
I love big sis’s maturity, and her competence in everything she does.
I love big sis’s stark contrast between her abilities and her body size.
I love big sis’s attempt at a cheery attitude towards people around her.
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