The whole family's lewd days

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I love the word "unrequited love" the most, because isn't that what every girl's wish is for her unrequited love to be connected with her happiness?
How beautiful is that "happy girl" in the advertisements! Yet, in reality, I am so miserable and pitiful. If I had thought this way when I was young, people would have considered me a "woman without dreams," but I completely lost those aspirations and dreams ten years ago.
My mother and I were manipulated by a very ominous fate.
I think many people know about winter in Hokkaido, because everyone loves snow, snow festivals, and that silvery-white world. However, the cold locks people's hearts in place. Perhaps the reason I can't let go is because I was born in Hokkaido!
My family lived in the suburbs of S city. My mother and I depended on each other for survival. After my father died in a car accident when I was in kindergarten, my mother raised me alone. Because she owned a large amount of land, she built an apartment building next to a nearby university and rented it out to the students. After my father's death, we lived off the rent.
From a young age, lacking a father, I felt very lonely, which made me rather withdrawn. My teachers' comments were always things like "always hiding at home," "neurotic," and "unable to make friends." Although my mother often told me to get along well with boys, I couldn't accept it, and my development was later than other girls.
I only had one older brother I wanted to be with. It was in the spring of sixth grade when a group of new university students moved into our apartment. One of them was named Yanagida, tall and thin, very much like my mother, with a clean face—the kind of young master from a wealthy family in Tokyo.
Yanagida often helped me with my homework. Unlike my teachers, he didn't always scold me while demanding obedience. He held my hand kindly and taught me, making me feel happy.
"Do you understand? Ye-mei said…" This was Yanagida's catchphrase. Even with math, which I hated the most, hearing his gentle words immediately made me forget my aversion to math.
Perhaps it was because I desperately craved a father's love! I often played with Yanagida.
In fact, after separating from a certain man, my mother immediately moved to S City, which is why she married my father, who was involved in the traffic accident. The man my mother separated from was my brother Yanagida's father.
Therefore, my brother Yanagida and I are half-siblings.
The construction of that apartment building was partly sponsored by my brother Yanagida's father. My mother knew that my brother Yanagida was her son, which is why she wanted him to live there.
Only my brother Yanagida and I didn't know this secret.
I felt that the retribution for my father's immoral actions would fall on us, so when I heard the whole story from my mother afterward, I wasn't surprised at all.
However, at that time, I didn't know about my mother's past; I was only wholeheartedly fond of the gentle brother Yanagida.
It was only after hearing this from my mother that I remembered our past, a terrible memory of incest between siblings.
Of course, I felt very uncomfortable about the disgusting and obscene relationship between my mother and my brother Yanagida.
When my mother was young, she worked as a waitress at a club in Shinjuku. She fell in love with Yanagida's father and gave birth to him.
He was a man from a wealthy family, while my mother was just a lowly waitress. In olden times, their relationship was one of clandestine rendezvous, kept secret from everyone. However, they were ultimately forced apart.
Even so, my mother and Yanagida's father enjoyed seven years of blissful life together.
I often rode Yanagida like a horse, jumping and playing around the room, and sometimes even riding on his shoulders like a child.
"Little sister, are you really that happy?"
I honestly told him that I wasn't happy, which made him very sad.
But I was always honest with Yanagida.
To be honest, I just loved him.
The precocious girls in my class were all saying they "liked a certain boy" and "wanted to kiss a certain boy," but I felt proud to say that I knew very well in my heart, "I like Yanagida-nii, the college student."
At that time, I had a crush on Yanagida-nii. He was not only handsome but also intelligent. If I were to get married, I would definitely marry Yanagida-nii…
Therefore, when Yanagida-nii had to go back to Tokyo during his first summer vacation, I really started sobbing.
It was as if he would never come back, a sorrow as intense as when I lost my father.
"Don't make things difficult for Yanagida-nii, Ye-mei, because he'll be back soon,"
my mother scolded me.
"I'll be back in September, Ye-mei, what gift do you want me to buy for you?"
I couldn't answer; I didn't want anything.
"I'll just buy you a panda doll,"
"…"
I just kept crying and screaming in my heart, "Don't go, don't go!"
August ended…
Yanagida-nii came back, along with his boyfriend and girlfriend, who said they were his good friends from high school. It seemed to be their first trip to Hokkaido.
I exclaimed "Ha!" when I saw the girl.
I immediately thought she might be Yanagida-nii's girlfriend and regretted not getting a better look at her face.
"Ye-mei, this is Mr. XX, and this is Ms. XX. By the way, this Ye-mei is the landlord's daughter, she's in sixth grade now. The girlfriend I mentioned in Sapporo is this Ye-mei."
Yanagida-nii and his friends all laughed, and my mother laughed loudly too.
But I kept my mouth shut, not wanting to reveal my feelings. Perhaps I should have blurted out "Ugh!"
But I was also afraid of being scolded by my mother, thinking that the girl would eventually return to Tokyo anyway, so I remained silent.
On the evening of the day Yanagida-nii's friends left, since I still had a lot of summer homework to do, I went to Yanagida-nii's room to find him.
Yanagida-nii was sleeping in his dirty room, which was covered in blankets.
Beer bottles and empty whiskey glasses were piled up in the room. It was the first time I experienced the unique smell of a man's room.
"Ah, Ye-chan... I'm so sorry, please wait a moment, let me clean the room..."
Yanagida-nii started tidying the blankets with unsteady steps. There must have been some alcohol left. When he was about to put the bottles in the closet, he tripped and fell, losing his balance and landing in front of me.
Yanagida-nii and I were sandwiched under the cushion like a sandwich. I was initially surprised by this sudden situation, but then I found it strange and burst out laughing.
The cushion was pressing down on me a little uncomfortably. Then, in the darkness, Yanagida-nii kissed my forehead.
"Ye-chan... Ye-chan is so cute..."
Yanagida-nii still smelled of alcohol, so he moved away. Then he stared at my face, his eyes filled with a strange, radiant light that I still can't forget.
I was startled by Yanagida-nii's sudden, tight embrace.
"Do you like me?"
I didn't answer "um," but just nodded immediately, because I truly liked him.
Yanagida kissed my lips, and I knew it was extremely passionate.
Then, he slipped his hand inside my skirt, which I found strange (I know what kissing is, but why this kind of action?). If a girl had experienced her first period, she could probably imagine what it was like, but at the time, I didn't understand such things and had no idea what Yanagida was doing.
Yanagida put his hand inside my underwear, stroking it back and forth with his fingers, then unbuttoned my shirt, exposing my breasts.
"Yanagi-nii, why are you doing this?"
I pushed the blanket up and asked him.
"Men and women do this when they love each other,"
Yanagida said, scratching his head, desperately trying to explain his actions. I was completely baffled; would a man do this to a woman if he liked her…?
However, since that incident, my crush on Yanagida hasn't changed at all, my studies have improved, and everyone around me loves me dearly.
But… my innocent young heart shattered after witnessing a horrific scene that autumn.
While practicing for the October sports meet, I suddenly felt unwell, so my teacher told me to go home early to rest. I went home in the morning.
However, the front door was locked. If my mother went out to buy something, she would hide the key somewhere near the entrance, but I couldn't find it.
I wanted to go play with my older brother, Yanagida, but feeling unwell, I wanted to lie down, so I slipped through the common doorway into the house.
Just as I was about to reach my room, I initially thought it was my mother calling me. I did hear her voice, and it sounded like she was in great pain…
“Ahhh” and “Ooh, ooh” sounds, definitely coming from the living room.
I was a little scared, but driven by curiosity, I peeked into the living room. Through the half-open door, I saw my mother on top of my older brother, rocking her body up and down. Neither of them were wearing clothes.
My mother's hair was disheveled, her face swaying forward and backward.
"It feels so good, harder!"
she cried out to my brother Yanagida, sounding pained.
My brother Yanagida, meanwhile…
"Ah, already, already…" he repeated, grabbing my mother's breasts from below.
I realized my knees were trembling. I remembered what my brother Yanagida had once told me:
"If a man and a woman love each other, they will do this."
But… then, were my brother Yanagida and my mother, naked, in love?
I became frightened.
The man I secretly loved actually loved his mother most of all…
Even as a child, the scene and the shock I felt were unforgettable. I put my backpack at the entrance and ran back to my room. Then, I curled up on my bed, hugging my stuffed animal, and went to sleep.
I saw the backpack I had left at the entrance… Yanagida seemed to understand immediately. From then on, I never went to his room again. Even if we bumped into each other on the street, he would just pat my hair, like a college student greeting an elementary school student.
My mother probably still needed a man's body, so she temporarily needed Yanagida's love. No, perhaps it was to comfort her mature body that she had that lewd relationship with Yanagida .
When I passed by my mother's door in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I often heard her panting moans.
I know that until at least my second year of middle school,
they continued that sexual relationship.
After my first period, I learned a lot about sex, and out of interest, I sometimes secretly watched them make love.
I often recall my mother's mouth filled with Yanagida's erect penis, and under the screen lights, Yanagida burying his face between my mother's thighs.
Moreover, watching them make love, I unconsciously became incredibly excited, and developed the habit of masturbating while watching their positions.
Of course, I know this is a bad habit, but...
especially when Mother unbuttons Yanagida's pants, revealing his throbbing, large penis, she sighs deeply with great pleasure.
"Oh, it's so big..." she says,
while using one hand to turn Yanagida's face back, then inserting it into her anus, her expression extremely frenzied.
Yanagida's strange penis, rubbed by Mother's hand, becomes increasingly erect, so he inserts his fingers into Mother's wet area and begins to stir back and forth.
During this time, Mother, seeing that the time was right, pulls Yanagida's body back, making him lie flat, and pulls down his pants and underwear from his feet.
Mother holds Yanagida's already hard and thick penis in her hand, and slowly rubs it back and forth against his already engorged, moist, and glossy labia.
Yanagida has been itching to penetrate immediately, but Mother pulls it out just as she is about to insert it. She rubbed the small, pinkish-glossy phallus against the cleft.
Then, she slid the shaft down, and at that moment, Mother sighed deeply in pleasure…
At that time, seeing Brother Yanagida's impatient expression, his whole body stiffened and tense, and then, a white, yogurt-like liquid spurted from the tip of his rubbed penis. It was
the first time I had ever seen semen spurt from the tip of that round penis.
“Oh dear, he’s already ejaculated…”
Mother said, Brother Yanagida’s penis had already become limp.
“Too fast, really not good.”
Although she said that, Mother seemed unwilling to give up, and perhaps she herself felt very comfortable, constantly swaying her hips, finally giving up, so she wiped Brother Yanagida’s penis clean, and with both hands as if kneading it, began to slowly rub it.
At first, it felt itchy all over, but finally, it felt very comfortable all over.
Brother Yanagida’s limp penis immediately became erect again. Moreover, having gained power, the mother pressed her lips to the tip of the penis, panting, and as she rubbed the entire shaft with her tongue, it immediately swelled up again.
"This time, you have to do it this way, don't ejaculate first,"
the mother said, turning her buttocks towards Yanagida, adopting a crawling posture, like a dog—a repulsive position.
However, seeing his mother's movement, Yanagida got up and went behind her, grasping his swollen penis with one hand while caressing his mother's fair mounds with the other, then preparing to insert his penis into the cleft of her buttocks.
However, seemingly a first-timer, he didn't know the location of his mother's cleft and inserted it in the wrong place.
"What are you doing? Not there!..."
After saying that, Mother reached behind her and, as she grasped Yanagida's penis, her obscene fluid was so abundant and wet. As the penis entered her vagina, Mother's expression showed such pleasure.
Yanagida leaned back, holding Mother's buttocks with both hands, thrusting in and out with his hips. Mother's labia were wrapped around the penis and rolled upwards.
What an obscene and disgusting scene!
Mother squinted, her whole body trembling slightly, matching the back-and-forth movement of her hips, occasionally arching upwards to rub the area above her clitoris. Conversely, the penis below felt even more pleasurable, and Yanagida was reaching his limit.
"At this rate, I'm going to ejaculate again..."
he said, hugging Mother's back tightly. "No, be quiet and take it slow,"
Mother said, guiding one of Yanagida's hands to her breast, while directing his other hand to rub his clitoris.
"But I really can't take it anymore!"
"Oh, just a little more touch!"
Mother swayed her hips forcefully, her face contorting in pain.
"Ah, ahh, I've reached my climax, it's so great."
She said, her body stiffening. At the same time, Yanagida must have ejaculated his white fluid inside Mother.
The two of them lay there quietly. Soon, as Mother sighed deeply, she picked up some toilet paper, lifted her hips, and pulled out Yanagida's now-shrunken penis, licking it clean with the toilet paper.
Seeing them like this stirred up a great turmoil in my young mind. Moreover, Mother knew Yanagida was her biological son, yet she had a physical relationship with him.
And Yanagida and I had already pledged our lives to each other…
The three of us had an adulterous relationship; could such a karmic parent-child relationship exist in this world?
Even now, I still resent my unfortunate fate.
If it were just me and Yanagida, I might have thought I could be saved. But seeing my mother and Yanagida's lewd behavior, my feelings at that moment were indescribable.
It was an act of bestiality, one that I'll probably never erase from my mind.
My personality never changed. During my first year at Tokyo Women's University, I rented an apartment alone, and my life didn't change much. The girls in my class were very open and happy talking about their boyfriends and sex, but I had absolutely no interest.
No, the more I saw my classmates' behavior, the more it reminded me of those heartless, lewd memories of my childhood, the "destruction of unrequited love."
Of course, I had boys I liked, and boys who liked me back—even if it was just a joke! For me, the only man with my father's charm was that one.
Therefore, I still resent my mother to this day. Although by the time I turned twenty, I finally understood perfectly, I still think perhaps it was my mother who seduced Yanagida.
My mother, who stole the person I "crushed," and even darkened my personality.
How am I supposed to forgive her now?
Every morning, I take the crowded tram to school, surrounded by office workers who listlessly read newspapers or magazines.
My brother Yanagida should be among them; he's almost thirty, probably married with children.
Thinking about it, my mother has a physical relationship with her own son, who is practically my half-brother. If I were her sister, I could happily call him
"brother..."
And we could have a beautiful sexual relationship—how wonderful that would be!
Especially seeing my mother and Yanagida's lewd intercourse, the lustful blood of my mother truly seeps into my veins. It begins to boil. Besides, Yanagida is my mother's biological son…
Does such a thing exist in this world?
There's a saying, "The truth is more dramatic than fiction," and our mother is the best example.
In short, the fact remains that there's a cursed, beastly poison in my blood.

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