Sister who seduced her younger brother before marriage

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"Does my armpit smell?" As soon as they entered the hotel room, Yoshiko raised her arm, which was peeking out from under her tank top sleeve, and pressed her nose against her armpit. Caught off guard, Junichi didn't know how to answer. He was overjoyed at the unexpected stroke of luck that he would be sleeping in the same room as Yoshiko that night. Indeed, this could only be described as lucky. This trip to Okinawa was a pre-wedding trip for his older sister Yoshiko and her fiancé, Tatsuo Otani. Junichi had come along under the guise of being their parent's watchdog, but in reality, they had only brought him along as a side trip.
"I'll be too lonely to sleep alone in a double room," Yoshiko said as they entered the hotel room on Dream Beach, clearly trying to seduce Tatsuo. Because it was still before the wedding, they had told their parents that Tatsuo and Junichi would share a room, while Yoshiko would sleep alone. But Yoshiko hadn't intended for this. Why should she sleep alone when she was on this rare trip to Okinawa with her fiancé? If she could convince her brother, they could enjoy a hot and sweet night. Junichi was already seventeen and certainly didn't want to be a boring third wheel. Hearing her sister say such things, Yoshiko was prepared to voluntarily change rooms, but an unexpected thing happened.
"That's true, then, Junichi-kun, please sleep in the same room as your sister. It's better this way since we'll be separated soon." Tatsuo himself, tempted by her, ruined the plan. Yoshiko and Junichi were both astonished, their mouths agape, unsure how to respond. Was he a truly immature young master, or a rather skilled hypocrite? The two looked at each other in confusion.
"But...but...I..."
"Don't be polite. Yoshiko and I will be together forever. You being with her might be the last. For Yoshiko's sake, I'll ask you on her behalf." Having said that, there was nothing more to say. Perhaps this was true love; Yoshiko could only believe Tatsuo's good intentions and give up her desires. Junichi's situation was even more complicated. He was originally going to give up his room, but unexpectedly, he was forced to share a room with his sister. Although confused, he was undeniably filled with joy and excitement. For Junichi, Yoshiko was both near and far. Having a beautiful older sister wasn't just something others envied; it was a source of pain and immense psychological pressure. Her voluptuous body, around twenty years old, constantly lingered before his eyes, exuding a sweet feminine scent. It's no wonder his longing made him stiff. This
sweet, mature body, within reach, within his nostrils to smell, was a forbidden body—untouchable and unsmelling. Thus, his longing and admiration grew ever stronger. Perhaps not feeling like a woman around her younger brother, Yoshiko was quite bold in exposing her body at home, especially displaying the curves of her figure without a care. Junichi's sister's purely feminine demeanor had become an object of his unbearable desire. Especially her full, rounded buttocks, a rarity among Eastern women, and the sweet, sour scent emanating from her slightly sweaty skin, had become a source of untouchable feminine charm for Junichi. He could gaze at her with burning eyes without restraint, without fear of being discovered, intoxicated by her sweet scent. This desire, which he thought was impossible, might now unexpectedly become a reality. Just as he entered the room and breathed a sigh of relief, a surge of joy welling up inside him, he suddenly heard his sister say something like,
"Does my armpit smell?" Junichi felt as if his wicked intentions had been seen through, and he was genuinely startled.
"It's sticky from sweat." That was exactly the smell he had always longed for; how he wanted to press his nose against her sweaty armpits and soak in that scent. But his sister's words and actions almost made Junichi dizzy.
"How is it? Can you smell it? He occasionally glances at my armpits. Is it because it smells? How is it? Does it smell like sweat?" It smells! Yes! It's such a beautiful, irresistible smell! Junichi wanted to shout and rub his nose against his sister's armpits.
"No, there's no sweaty smell!"
"Really? That's good! You can't smell these things yourself." After saying that, Yoshiko turned her back to Junichi and began to pull up the hem of her bucket shirt with both hands.
“I’m going to shower first, then change into my swimsuit. Junichi, you should change into your swim trunks while you’re at it.” Junichi felt his heart clench, gripping his hardening member in his swim trunks and closing his eyes. Images of his sister’s naked back and her naked body in the shower flashed through his mind.
“Ah… Sister…” How he wished he could inhale his sister’s scent to his heart’s content, licking her entire body until it was covered in saliva. Thinking of this, a burning jealousy towards Otani Tatsuo ignited in Junichi’s heart.
“Damn it! Give it to that guy!” His penis grew even harder. Fantasy, just more fantasy, an endless fantasy about his sister’s naked body. He could only catch glimpses of his sister’s skin occasionally, only smell her scent when they brushed past each other. But Otani could smell and lick his sister directly. He could hear the shower through the door, and on the other side of the door, his sister’s naked body was exposed. If he could, he would kick the door down and rush in, kissing his sister’s entire body, pressing his burning member against her. But he couldn't do that, and he allowed Otani to do it. His resentment towards Otani and his desire for his sister burned like a fire, making his penis swell even more.
"What are you doing? You're not changed yet." Seeing his sister emerge from the bathroom so quickly, Junichi couldn't help but widen his eyes. Her white, dress-style swimsuit had an extreme slit that almost reached her waist, as if it would sink into her crotch. It was the kind of daring swimsuit you'd see in photos or advertisements, but rarely in reality.
"I...I want to shower before..." Junichi's lower abdomen ached with tension, and his throat was hoarse. He couldn't wear swim trunks in his current state.
"Sister, you and her go first, I'll catch up later."
"Oh, okay!" Yoshiko showed a slightly puzzled expression as she walked past Junichi towards the door. Her body, now cleansed of sweat and grease, no longer had a sweet and sour body odor, only the fresh scent of soap. Junichi glanced at his sister as she passed by, then turned his head as far as he could to chase her back—no, her buttocks. The swimsuit, seemingly barely hanging on her buttocks, slowly sank into the swaying crotch of her bottom as she walked. Yoshiko tried to pull her sagging crotch out to seduce her buttocks, but her buttocks seemed to have a suction effect, causing her crotch to sink in further.
"Sorry, I have to go now." Hearing the door close, Junichi sighed deeply. The thought that her swimsuit would sink even deeper once it got wet made Junichi's heart pound. At the same time, his penis was already throbbing to an unbearable degree. Junichi pulled off his shorts and underwear simultaneously and ran into the bathroom.
"Junichi! Why are you looking at me with such lewd eyes! You've been staring at my buttocks the whole time!" That night, Yoshiko couldn't sleep. She was probably quite drunk from the champagne and wine, but her body was burning hot and she couldn't sleep. This wasn't from the sun; it was a heat emanating from deep within her body. During their evening walk, Tatsuo asked for a kiss, but he didn't touch Yoshiko's burning body. Yoshiko began to regret not having a room to herself; her younger brother was sleeping in the bed next to her, making even masturbation impossible. As long as she could masturbate, she could fall asleep easily. This was the first time in her life she had felt so frustrated by wanting to masturbate but not being able to.
Fangzi knew that the reason her body was so hot was because of that swimsuit—the swimsuit that sank tightly into her buttocks with every step. Fangzi had long been aware that she had some perverse fetishes. She really liked the feeling of something sinking into her crotch, especially rubbing against her anus. Even at night, she would secretly let the crotch of her panties sink into her buttocks under her skirt or jeans, enjoying that pleasure. At night, she would touch her hot anus with her fingers, indulging in the perverse pleasure of masturbation many times. It wasn't that she didn't feel pleasure in the front; in fact, she was more sensitive than most people and could fully enjoy the beauty there. But when she touched the back and inserted her fingers into the small hole, there was an indescribable pleasure. She didn't know when she developed this fetish, but since childhood, she had always felt that playing with the back was worse than the front and would get her scolded, but it also felt more attractive. The pleasure of deliberately holding back bowel movements, the indescribable sensation of finally defecating. The indescribable feeling of secretly probing my anus with my finger. And the guilt of smelling that finger. Undoubtedly, I've been immersed in this perverse pleasure since childhood. Take tonight, for example. If my younger brother weren't in the next bed, I would definitely be soothing my burning anus with my finger. Just thinking about it makes me furious at him for being there.
"What are you thinking, staring at my butt like that! You're a pervert, so disgusting!"
"I...I..."
"Jun-ichi! I can't believe a younger brother would look at his older sister's butt with such lewd eyes. Could it be... you want to masturbate while looking at my butt..." Fangzi blurted out words she hadn't intended to say in anger. But in that instant, an evil thought arose in Fangzi's mind.
"I'm... sorry... but I..." For Jun-ichi, it was as if his sister had hit the nail on the head, and he didn't know how to respond.
"But what? Is it because my butt is beautiful? Is that what you want to see my butt?" Unexpectedly, Jun-ichi looked at his sister tremblingly. In the dim light of the bedside lamp, his sister's eyes gleamed mischievously.
"So, do you want to see?" There was no disgust in her voice, but rather a sweet, seductive tone. Jun-ichi still couldn't speak, but he affirmed with a very serious look.
"Okay, I'll let you see. After I get married, this will never happen again. Consider it a memory of parting." Fangzi seemed to be explaining to herself, leaning down and lifting her nightgown. In the dim light, the small white bikini-style panties possessed an elegance unique to Fangzi, accentuating her voluptuous, dynamic buttocks—a look that could only be described as alluring. In the tense atmosphere, Junichi could be heard swallowing hard.
"You can take them off…you can touch them, because tonight is special," Fangzi whispered, then shyly rested her face on the pillow. If his sister hadn't leaned down, Junichi wouldn't have had the courage to approach. Because, with only his underwear on, his genitals couldn't be properly aroused. Junichi knelt beside his sister's bed, his trembling hand gently placing itself on the panties as if afraid of being discovered. Then, taking a deep breath, he used his other hand to grasp the waistband. Gently, like peeling a thin layer of skin, he very gently turned the panties down. He could see that his sister's buttocks were tense too. Using her crotch area as a fulcrum, the small white fabric was completely turned over, revealing her beautiful, full breasts. At this moment, Junichi didn't have the courage to pull the panties down forcefully. Actually, this was enough. This was the buttocks of her sister, which she had dreamed of even in her dreams. The buttocks that appeared before her now were more beautiful, more gorgeous, and more novel than she had imagined.
"How is it? Is my buttocks beautiful?"
"Sister! So beautiful!" Before she could finish speaking, Junichi couldn't help but rub his face against his sister's naked buttocks. He didn't care if he was scolded or kicked. He grabbed the flesh of her buttocks, ran his fingers along the cleft, tasted the deliciousness of her skin with his tongue, and put his nose between her buttocks to smell the scent. Faced with this sudden change, Yoshiko was momentarily confused and her body tensed up, but at the same time, while she found Junichi's sniffing of her buttocks like a puppy cute, the lewd and sadistic feeling of her buttocks being played with began to give her an incredible sense of intoxication.
"Sister's buttocks smell so good, they have a sweet scent like her armpits." The sweet fragrance wafting from the sweaty buttocks cleft made Junichi's excitement rise sharply. Yoshiko, too, felt ashamed at the smell of her own buttocks, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a sense of self-intoxication.
"Insert...fingers...in your ass!" But she immediately realized that what she felt on her buttocks wasn't fingers, but hot, wet flesh. Fangzi was shocked and her body throbbed with pleasure.
"Ah...in that place!" Junichi spread her buttocks with both hands and licked her exposed anus repeatedly with his tongue. Of course, no one had taught him; Junichi was simply driven by instinct, finding the shyly clenched anus incredibly adorable, and couldn't help but lick it with his tongue.
"Ah...ah...uh..." Fangzi bit her lip, gripping the sheets tightly, intoxicated by the sweet pleasure she was experiencing for the first time in her life.
"Ah...oh..." Junichi's fingers slowly touched her saliva-soaked anus, and Fangzi's whole body tensed up involuntarily. A knuckled finger slid into her lower body. She clearly felt the first joint enter, then the second. When the finger stopped, Fangzi exhaled deeply. In that instant, an electric shock-like thrust shot from her rectum straight to her back muscles, and Fangzi's whole body arched as if electrocuted.
"Ah..." The finger inserted wasn't hers, it was her brother's. This thought sent a sweet numbness through her back muscles. With a finger inserted into her anus, her sister's whole body convulsed, her skin turning pink and sweating. Junichi could hardly believe such a strong reaction, yet he was also deeply moved. Junichi left the finger inside her anus, sticking out his tongue to taste the flesh of her buttocks, unconsciously rubbing his lower abdomen against the edge of the bed. His sister's panting, whimpering, physical tension, and distressed expression, along with the gradually increasing sweet body odor, all resonated with Junichi, pushing his excitement to its limit. Just as Yoshiko's body trembled with the inverted climax, Junichi's penis exploded inside his underwear. To avoid disturbing his limp sister, he gently pulled out his finger and brought it to his nose. Though faint, it was unmistakably the smell of excrement. To Junichi, it wasn't unpleasant; he didn't perceive it as the smell of his sister's deep flesh, but rather as an arousing scent.
"No! You can't do this!" Seeing the smell of her excrement on Junichi's fingers, Yoshiko blushed and frantically wiped them with toilet paper.
"It smells so good!"
"You bastard! Pervert!" Seeing his sister stained red, Junichi felt a firm conviction. If I'm a pervert, my sister is an even bigger one. For Yoshiko, tonight's actions might just be a small fling, but for Junichi, it was pure arousal. Perhaps it was the intuition of blood relatives; Junichi, amidst Yoshiko's playful antics, had already seen through his sister's hidden truth—she shared the same perverse blood as him. As usual—no, because of the second day of the perverse game—his sister's attitude was even colder and more indifferent, but Junichi's desire was aroused, filled with confidence in the anticipation of pleasure. Try to maintain a cold attitude, spend more time with that useless fiancé. Junichi could calmly observe his sister, wearing a provocative swimsuit displaying her sexy body as she played in the sea. Indeed, on this day, Yoshiko deliberately made physical contact with her fiancé, Tatsuo, in front of Junichi, boldly teasing him and leaving him bewildered. However, the more she did this, the more Junichi felt it was his sister's pathetic affectation, arousing his sadistic desires. Now, Junichi felt that his sister's body was nothing more than a delicacy for him to enjoy alone. From head to toe, every gesture and movement existed to arouse his lust. No praise was needed; simply making him erect again and again was the best compliment. Junichi left the beach before them, going to the street alone to buy props for their rendezvous that night, props for indulging in the pleasure of his sister's body.
"We've finished eating, let's go too, we need to buy some local products to take back!" Yoshiko pleaded with Tatsuo.
"Yes! Junichi-kun, do you want to come along?" Tatsuo, of course, was unaware of Yoshiko's unease and invited Junichi to go with him.
"No, I'm not going! You guys go and enjoy the night view!" When Junichi looked into Yoshiko's eyes with a mocking smile, Yoshiko hurriedly looked away. Junichi must be up to something… Thinking this, Yoshiko felt a pang of heartache.
“Tatsuo, let’s go! We were going to enjoy the Okinawan night!” Yoshiko urged Tatsuo, taking his arm as they walked out of the hotel restaurant. Her buttocks were almost spilling out of her shorts, and she wore sandal-style high heels; her silhouette was no less impressive than a Westerner’s. In contrast, Tatsuo, with Yoshiko’s arm around his shoulder and his head pressed close to his, looked extremely embarrassed. Anyway, a man like that would never have the courage to engage in premarital sex. Sister, go and come back soaking wet with your plump buttocks; I’ll take care of the aftermath. Junichi watched their retreating figures, muttering to himself. Yoshiko, clinging tightly to Tatsuo’s arm as if hanging on his arm, felt uneasy. Wearing only a tub-style top, the feeling of her breasts pressed against Tatsuo’s arm was nothing compared to the heat and stimulation of Junichi’s gaze piercing through her hot pants. If she wanted to avoid his gaze, she would walk with her legs tightly pressed together, but that would only make her groin feel hotter. Junichi's sharp, persistent gaze pierced through her hot pants, fixing on her buttocks without leaving her for a moment. Yoshiko had thought countless times to turn around and make sure Junichi wasn't following behind. The wicked sensation of his gaze on her buttocks was still so intense that Yoshiko even felt dizzy.
"I want to see the sea, let's go to the beach." There was no mood to buy anything on the street, and to escape Junichi's gaze, Yoshiko also wanted to get Tatsuo to hug her tightly as soon as possible.
"But, we haven't bought any local products yet..." Tatsuo really was like a little boy who completely didn't understand women's psychology.
"No! We're going back to Tokyo tomorrow. Our dream, the beach night... okay?" Yoshiko was frantic. She had always tried to appear virtuous and gentle in front of Tatsuo, a refined lady who wouldn't be ashamed to be a daughter-in-law of the Otani family. She didn't dislike Tatsuo, who had taken a liking to her, nor did she feel resistance or pain from pretending to be a well-bred lady. But she needed to relieve herself sometimes, like last night... The beach was dark, without a moon or stars. Yoshiko seemed unable to resist, hugging Tatsuo tightly and pressing her fragrant lips to his. Tatsuo hesitated slightly, but still tried his best to accept Yoshiko's lips. Yesterday and today, by the second time, he would at least have learned to intertwine their tongues. The sweet fragrance, the soft, deformed breasts pressed against his chest, the sensation of a woman's body—he could also get an erection.
"Do you think I'm a lowly woman? Do you hate me?" Yoshiko asked, her arms wrapped around Tatsuo's neck, almost like a spoiled child.
"How could I? How could I hate you?" Actually, Tatsuo didn't have the extraneous thoughts of being lewd or hateful. He was simply confused and at a loss, given Yoshiko's more aggressive physical advances than before, and his lack of experience with women.
"Then, make love with me... right now, right here."
"What? But... in a place like this..." Tatsuo knew, of course, that his erection was a demand for Yoshiko's body. However, on the beach where someone might pass by at any moment, he lacked confidence in completing his first sexual experience.
"How about we go back to the hotel? Sleep in my room tonight."
"Really? Really?" Yoshiko kissed Tatsuo again, intoxicated by the hardness pressing against her lower abdomen.
"Back so early, sister!" Junichi's gaze seemed to be scrutinizing her body with a mocking look.
"Oh, yes! I've decided to sleep in his room tonight, to make him love me properly." Yoshiko tried to appear calm. Yesterday was just a game; she should be thanked, and there was no reason for her to be threatened, Yoshiko told herself, packing her clothes into her suitcase.
"Sister, that's impossible." A voice filled with intimidation, unlike anything she'd ever heard before.
"You have no right to order me around." Fangzi's voice was tense and a little hoarse.
"Is that so? I think a perverted brother is most suitable for a perverted sister." Completely different from Junichi before yesterday. Had that one perverted game completely changed Junichi? Perhaps it should be said that the game became the catalyst that exposed Junichi's hidden nature.
"Anyway, call him and refuse. Tell him you're about to play a perverted game with your brother."
"I don't want to! Get out of my way!" Fangzi, carrying her suitcase, tried to push away Junichi standing in the doorway. But Junichi immediately pulled Fangzi's hand away, and with his other hand, forcefully grabbed her breast from her tank top and twisted it menacingly.
"A perverted woman who's happy making her brother lick her asshole, how could she possibly be satisfied with ordinary sex? I'm a born pervert; I love being bullied like this." His grip on her breast tightened, his fingertips digging into her flesh through the tank top.
"No! That's not true! You're lying!" Fangzi dropped her suitcase, trying to pull Junichi's hand away, her face contorted in pain as she struggled.
"It's not nonsense. We're siblings of the same blood, so I know. See, you're starting to feel better, aren't you?" Junichi's fingertips, embedded in her breasts, trembled.
"It hurts! No! I'm going to call for help! I'm screaming!"
"You say things like that, but you know perfectly well you could never do it." Junichi was absolutely right. It was too late for regrets. Fangzi herself had ignited the fire of Junichi's perverse lust. Thinking of this, all strength immediately drained from Fangzi's body. It's my fault, yes, I'm a perverted woman, the kind of woman most suited to be bullied and toyed with by my brother. She felt her body, which had been stiff with pain, slowly relax.
"Sister, look at the bed. I've prepared things you might like." Fangzi weakly turned her head to look. On the bed were coiled ropes, clothespins, and a pen-shaped flashlight. Immediately realizing the purpose of these items, Yoshiko's body trembled violently, and her hands, which had been gripping Junichi's wrists, fell limply to her sides.
"Sister, you seem quite satisfied!" Junichi said, releasing his grip on her breasts. Yoshiko slid down against the wall. Now, all she could do was accept her fate, or rather, that's what Yoshiko told herself, enduring the humiliation and torment of her younger brother. She was being tortured all over with ropes, clothespins, and a pen-shaped flashlight. Yoshiko didn't want to admit that she felt any anticipation for this cruelty, so she used her entire body to portray resignation, to act out a helpless act of being humiliated. Junichi smiled, kneeling before Yoshiko, who was slumped against the wall, and using the clothespins to clamp her nipples from her bucket top.
"Ah!" The intense, stinging pain lasted only a moment, then melted into a feeling of self-intoxication.
"Well then, let's call that kid first." Junichi dialed the phone in Tatsuo's room next door and put the receiver to Yoshiko's ear.
"Hello! Who is this?" Junichi could also hear Tatsuo's excited voice, full of anticipation for his first time making love, coming through the phone.
“I… am Yoshiko.” Junichi played with the clothespin clipped to her nipple with his other hand, the intense pain contorting Yoshiko’s face.
“I’m sorry! I’m feeling a little unwell.”
“What? Are you alright?”
“I’m alright, I just want to sleep. So… so… it’s impossible tonight, I’m sorry!” There was a moment of silence on the other end. “Well, that’s fine, before the wedding ceremony… for each other… that’s fine too. I should be the one apologizing, so, rest.” Tatsuo seemed oblivious.
“Goodnight!” Yoshiko hung up the phone, and Junichi immediately said, “That kid will definitely cry if he knows his sister is this kind of pervert.” Just a slight twist of the clothespin would elicit a soft cry from Yoshiko. That expression was alluringly beautiful, naturally igniting Junichi’s lust.
“Sister. Stand up, and raise your hands.” Yoshiko closed her eyes and obeyed Junichi’s first command. There was no escaping it now, and she had lied to Tatsuo. Thinking of this, she felt pathetic and tears streamed down her face. As Yoshiko raised her hands, Junichi pulled up the tub-shaped shirt with the clothespin still clipped to her nipple.
"Ah... ugh..." *Smack! Smack!* As the clothespin snapped off, Fangzi couldn't help but scream. Five distinct claw marks were left on her exposed breasts. As her turned-up shirt covered her face, Junichi pressed his nose against her exposed armpit.
"Wow! Such a strong smell, I can't stand my sister's body odor. It's the smell of a lustful woman, the smell of a promiscuous woman trying to seduce men!" Junichi pressed his nose tightly against her damp armpit, taking deep breaths, intoxicated by the provocative womanly scent.
"No! I'm embarrassed, please have mercy on me." Hearing Junichi's words, which were neither humiliation nor praise, Fangzi also felt a strange sense of intoxication. The body odor she cared about so much was now completely unmasked when smelled like this.
"This is a perverted smell, ah, I can't stand it, sweet and sour, it's a perverted smell." With her shirt still covering her face, her tongue licking her armpit, and the provocation of his words, Fangzi felt dizzy. Junichi's hands slid down Fangzi's body, unzipping her hot pants and pulling them down sharply. The hot pants and panties flipped up onto her thighs, revealing thick pubic hair. The contrast between her unsun-tanned, snow-white lower abdomen and the dark hair was striking. Junichi's fingers slipped between her thighs, which were still holding the panties in place.
"Oh! Sister, it's all wet here!" Fangzi groaned, her face hidden behind her shirt. In her mind, she imagined herself with her hands raised, her face covered by her shirt, her panties pulled down, her breasts, stomach, and all her flesh exposed—a pitiful sight.
"Ugh! It stinks! Sister's pussy has a strong, perverted smell too!" Junichi's nose pressed down from her pubic hair to her soft labia. Shame made Fangzi's whole body flush and sweat. Of course, she could have lowered her hands at any time and pushed her despicable brother away, but she had completely immersed herself in her brother's perverse lust and filthy words, experiencing a strange sense of intoxication with her pitiful self.
“Sister.” Junichi suddenly stood up, pulled up the shirt covering Fangzi’s face, and whispered in her ear to Fangzi, who had a dazed expression, “Sister, do you want to be tied up?” Fangzi’s heart trembled. Junichi was right; she was almost at her breaking point from this humiliation without being tied up. Her pitiful acting had reached its limit; she wished she could feel the pain of being tied up with ropes—that would be much more comfortable.
“Isn’t it? I want to tie you up!” Junichi used his fingers to lift Fangzi’s chin, which was bowed low, and Fangzi nodded slightly.
“Then take it off! Take off all the clothes that are in the way, so you’re completely naked!” Fangzi glanced at her brother’s bulging, veiny member and her body trembled involuntarily. Under Junichi’s hot and cruel gaze, Fangzi took off her shirt from her head, and her hot pants and briefs from her feet, revealing her naked body to her brother.
"Quick...quickly tie me up!" Being completely naked and defenseless, constantly subjected to Junichi's humiliating gaze, made Fangzi feel distressed. She couldn't help but say this, her face flushing even deeper.
"Hehe, you're such a pervert, sister! Okay! Turn around and put your hands behind your back." Fangzi did as Junichi said, turning her back to him and overlapping her hands behind her back. Seeing her sister's buttocks naked made them appear even more lewd and alluring, completely different from the healthy beauty she wore in her swimsuit during the day. Her entire buttocks had become a sex organ solely for seducing men. Junichi deliberately rubbed his penis against her buttocks, first tying her hands, then binding her breasts two or three times.
"It hurts! Don't be so rough!" But such pleas only fueled Junichi's lust. Her breasts were distorted in shape. After tying her arms and breasts, Junichi pushed Fangzi down onto the bed, making her lie on her back. This would make her nipples more prominent. He used clothespins to clip onto her nipples and pull them down, repeating this continuously, even rotating them left and right after clipping them.
"Ah...it hurts...it hurts!" Fangzi writhed in agony.
"Sister, don't you like being bullied like this?" The intense pain distorted Fangzi's face as she whimpered, yet she was beginning to feel aroused by this abuse, evidenced by the sticky sweat and the increasing concentration of her sweet and sour body odor. Junichi, without a doubt, noticed this as well. After playing with her breasts, Junichi solemnly and slowly lifted Fangzi's legs, arching her body. Then he took out two ropes and tied her legs, which were almost touching her head, to the bed rails. Fangzi's body was more flexible than most, thus completely opening her groin. For a woman, there was probably no more shameful position. Before even being touched, Fangzi had already closed her eyes, panting with a pained expression.
"Sister, you look amazing like this, what a view! I can see your vagina and anus clearly!"
"Ah! No! Ahh..." Fangzi's whole body tensed, and honey-like fluid flowed from her vulva. Junichi picked up a pen-shaped flashlight, used his other hand to part her labia, and inserted the flashlight between them. Yoshiko's body trembled, the tip of the flashlight coated with a sticky liquid that emitted a faint glow, like a creature wriggling in the ocean.
"Ah...ah...no!" Yoshiko's voice trembled with gasps.
"Hehe, that's right! So you actually prefer your asshole to this, right, you perverted sister?" Junichi said, sliding the flashlight, now soaked with her vaginal fluid, from her perineum towards her anus. Yoshiko's leg was stretched straight. Junichi rubbed the anus-shaped opening with his fingers, then inserted the flashlight into the small, fleshy hole.
"Ahhh! No! I'm going to cum! Please, put it in, put your cock in there!" Junichi couldn't help but smile smugly. Where else could a sister be so easily bullied and humiliated by her own brother, only to have her lust ignite and demand even more abuse?
"Alright, I know, I'll put my cock in that perverted woman's ass!" Junichi said, immediately changing position and pressing down on Fangzi.
"Sister, let's lick each other properly first." Junichi lowered his abdomen onto Fangzi's face, crawling down like a frog, and placed his mouth on her vulva. At the same time, Fangzi opened her mouth like a goldfish taking bait, taking her brother's glans into her mouth. Junichi desperately licked the anus, which emitted a strong stench. When he used his tongue to deliver saliva to the anus, the small anus tightened and twitched slightly. These organs seemed to exist solely for receiving abuse. Under his sister's single-minded and intense sucking, Junichi almost felt his penis explode in her mouth, so he quickly lifted his buttocks. After getting up, he looked again at his sister's naked body, bound and lying on the bed. Her hands were tied behind her back, her breasts were bound several times, her body was bent into a shrimp shape, and one leg was raised high above her head and tied to the bed. Faced with such shame, she showed an extremely pitiful posture, but still maintained a dazed expression, panting and twisting her body. The sight of her anus writhing in pursuit of the humiliation of her anus could only be described as seductive. Now she was going to enjoy a carnal feast with her sister, a crazy feast. Junichi felt very moved, and then pressed down on his sister's body. His sister's legs straightened, and her whole body began to tense up. The penises and anuses of both of them, covered in saliva, rubbed together.
"Ugh..." Junichi gripped his own penis and groaned as he thrust hard into his lower body. Yoshiko's whole body trembled, her breathing stopped, and a painful expression appeared on her face.
"Ugh... ugh..." He felt a squelching sound as the glans of his penis pierced his sister's anus. Junichi supported his body with both hands and thrust hard.
"Ah..." A sharp scream came from Yoshiko's throat. A burning pain shot from her buttocks to the top of her head. Junichi's penis groaned involuntarily from the intense pleasure of impending breakage. She frowned, shook her head, and let out intermittent moans from her wide-open mouth; her sister's dazed state was both pitiful and beautiful. Junichi couldn't move; the slightest movement would shatter the delicate balance of pain and pleasure, and his sister's body would crumble with a scream. The pulsation of his rectum and the throbbing of his penis merged into one, causing their bodies to move in unison. The sweat pouring from their bodies intensified the sweet and sour scent, fueling the man's lust. Junichi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, reveling in the womanly scent that only his sister could possess. Suddenly, orgasm arrived. His penis was gripped tightly by the narrow vaginal opening; something hot surged up within the tight flesh. Feeling this, Junichi's blood boiled, rushing downwards, his entire body pulsating and spasming.
"Ouch! Ah... Ugh... Ugh..." The moment Junichi's throbbing reached deep into Yoshiko's body, a hoarse cry escaped her lips, and Yoshiko's body stiffened as if in a spasm. The bed railings binding her feet creaked. Junichi, having vomited everything, tried to lift his lower body.
"It hurts!" His not-yet-completely-shrunken penis couldn't be pulled out of the tight vaginal opening. Junichi could only press his weight onto Yoshiko, waiting for time to pass.
"Wow! It's covered in my sister's poop!" As his shrunken penis emerged from her anus, even though only a tiny bit of his sister's excrement was on the tip, it was a cruel statement to Yoshiko, who was still enjoying the sweet afterglow of the flesh. Her body tensed involuntarily, and she couldn't help but clench her teeth.
"Sister has to wash me clean. You did this." Yoshiko felt uneasy and confused when Junichi untied the ropes binding her feet. Even when you're allowed to lie freely on the bed with your body stretched out, your numb lower body doesn't feel like your own.
"Ah! No!" It turned out that Junichi had pulled up her chin and rubbed his penis, which had been inserted into her anus and was covered in excrement, against her nose.
"No...no!" Aside from the smell of semen, the smell of excrement was unmistakable.
"Hurry up and lick it clean! Sister, it's your own stuff, it won't be dirty." With her nose pinched, she had no choice but to open her mouth. Even if she shook her head desperately, the penis was easily inserted. Tears streamed from her tightly closed eyes; there was no other way. Fangzi didn't even have time to indulge in her own sorrow. As if resigned, she began to suck on the penis covered in her own excrement, not knowing what it tasted like, only feeling uncleanliness.
"I can't take it anymore...please spare me!" Unable to resist the urge to vomit, Fangzi spat out Junichi's penis.
"Okay, it seems to be clean now." Junichi said, leaving Fangzi's body.
"Please, let me rinse my mouth." Because of the intense feeling of filth, she couldn't swallow the saliva that had accumulated in her mouth, which dripped from the corners of her mouth.
“Yes, sister!” Junichi picked up Fangzi, carrying her almost powerless body to the bathroom, her hands still tied behind her back.
“Come on, please.” He turned on the sink faucet, but he just stood there, ignoring everything. Fangzi had no choice but to put her face under the faucet. The strong water made her choke, not only her face but also her hair. Junichi had gone mad, beyond the bounds of a game, and Fangzi trembled with fear.
“Now it’s my turn!”
“Please, spare me! No more…”
“Yes, I understand, sister! I’ll let you go after I clean your anus.” Junichi picked up the limp Fangzi and made her kneel in front of the bathtub. Then he made her bend over, raising her buttocks. Fangzi felt all the blood rush to her head, and she felt dizzy. But she didn’t even have the strength to speak, let alone resist.
“Open your anus properly and wash it clean with the shower water.” Junichi’s white, sticky fluid flowed from her raised buttocks.
"It's time to start washing!" One second...two seconds...three seconds... Warm liquid was poured onto the tense, clenched anus. It wasn't shower water! Instinctively knowing what that sticky substance was, a reflexive chill ran through her body, goosebumps rising.
"Ah..."
"A shower is a shower, but a golden shower!" A gush of urine hit her clenched anus.
"No! No..." Fangzi shook her head desperately, trying to lift her body, but she had no strength. The stinging pain in her anus, the sensation of the liquid spreading from her anus down her back, made every hair on her body stand on end. He's gone mad! Junichi has gone mad! Junichi's urine flowed from her back down her neck, then into her hair. Overwhelmed by extreme uncleanliness and disgust, Fangzi almost fainted. But at that moment, a strange, inexplicable pleasure arose in Fangzi's heart. Fangzi desperately tried to dispel that unbelievable, yet unacceptable, sweet tremor. Her back muscles trembled, but Yoshiko knew it was a mixture of disgust and pleasure. Perverted woman! Ah! You're a perverted woman! The sound of Junichi's urine hitting her anus wasn't just Junichi's; it was undoubtedly Yoshiko's as well.

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