Short-haired girl (Grade 4, First Semester)

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Chapter Four: Dessert for Two
The boy had a dream.

It was a dream of a small dam.

A dam built across a river.

It held back the turbulent flow of water.

No matter how the upstream water surged like an explosion, the dam's gate remained tightly closed.

Just as the water level rose higher and higher, and it seemed about to burst through the dam...

Shusaku Takanashi opened his eyes.

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A second-year high school student, he had been staying with the Natsukawa family for over ten days because his father had gone to take up a post alone.

Today was the third Sunday since the beginning of October.

Shusaku wanted to stay in bed a little longer.

But he felt an urgent pressure coming from his lower abdomen.

He had no choice but to crawl out of the warm bed.

"Ugh..."

He needed to urinate.

Shusaku put on a sweater, rubbed his eyes, and sleepily walked down the stairs.

The urgent urge to urinate made Shusaku rush into the restroom next to the stairs, wanting to relieve himself properly.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

A powerful sound of running water filled the air.

After finishing, Shusaku let out a long sigh.

"Ha!"

With the feeling of relief, Shusaku couldn't help but squint his eyes comfortably.

Then he flushed.

He walked out of the restroom.

As he walked down the straight corridor, he suddenly looked up at the other end. There was Karin there.

She was sitting in the entryway,

putting on her sneaker covers.

She wore a blue tracksuit with a thin jacket over it, and a sports backpack was beside her.

Although her back was to him, the sound of the restroom door opening and closing

meant she knew someone was there. He and Karin, who objected to their cohabitation, were still in a cold war, with no sign of
reconciliation .

When he first moved in, Shusaku had arrogantly thought that, despite the more than ten-year gap between them...

But after all, they had been childhood playmates.

He thought they could gradually get to know each other better, but now it seemed that idea was too naive.

Approaching the entrance,

Shusaku timidly greeted her.

"Ah, good morning!"

Karin, who was tying her shoelaces, stopped.

However, this lovely girl, Karin, didn't even turn her head, only saying a curt "Good morning."

Her attitude was really a bit cold.

Shusaku continued to ask,

"Are you going out?"

"Yes. You can tell!"

"Hmm!"

Faced with this "go, go, get out of there" kind of response, Shusaku felt a little timid.

But if he backed down because of this, their relationship would never improve.

Therefore, he could only persevere.

"Where are you going? So early in the morning..."

"To a basketball game."

Karin still looked indifferent.

"Then, I'll go cheer you on! Tell me the location, and I'll come over right after I finish breakfast..."

Shusaku wanted to break the deadlock.

However, Karin immediately rejected the proposal.

"No need, it's just a simple practice match. It would be so embarrassing to cheer loudly from the sidelines
."

"Oh, I see..."

"Right! So you don't need to come."

Karin's tone was still harsh.

For Shusaku, who was already clueless about girls, this was quite a bold move.

But now he was completely helpless.

After putting on her shoes, Karin grabbed her backpack and disappeared through the door.

"Bang!" The

door slammed shut. Watching Karin's departing figure, Shusaku felt a sharp pang of frustration and sighed dejectedly
.

"Ugh!"

Oh dear, I messed up again.

Why can't I ever do anything right?

It seems unlikely that the tension between him and Karin will ease.

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Shusaku intended to go upstairs, but his throat felt unbearably dry.

So he headed towards the dining room.

Holding the cup he took from the cupboard, he opened the refrigerator, took out the

milk, and drank it down in one gulp. He then put the cup back in its place and closed the refrigerator door.

He washed the milk-stained cup with water, shook off the water droplets, and placed it upside down in the plastic dish rack.

This was a habit he had naturally developed while living with his father, to reduce the trouble of doing housework.

The clock on the dining room wall showed that it was not yet eight o'clock.

It was a rare Sunday, and he had wanted to sleep in, but after his recent commotion with Guolin, he was no longer sleepy.

Unable to sleep any longer, Xiu Zuo simply went to the entryway to get the newspaper.

Half of October had passed, and the season already carried a strong sense of autumn.

"Hmm, autumn seems to be coming soon."

The weather had been noticeably colder in the mornings and evenings these past few days, but for some reason, today was unusually warm.

He only wore a wool sweater over his pajamas as he went out, but he didn't feel cold at all.

In stark contrast to the desolate, withered yellow leaves protruding from the treetops of the house across the street, the bright, dazzling sunlight was
invigorating .

It was like a lost spring sun accidentally wandering into the clear, sunny weather of late autumn.

Shusaku looked up at the clear sky.

He stretched and yawned.

The crisp morning air was truly refreshing.

"Hoo..."

After taking two or three deep breaths, Shusaku pulled today's newspaper from the vermilion mailbox.

Returning to the living room, the boy sat down on the wide, three-seater sofa in front of the television and spread out the newspaper.

Hmm, the state of the world...

"Any news?"

Shusaku glanced through it.

Politician corruption, murders stemming from romantic entanglements, civil unrest in unknown countries, unreliable
opinion polls.

And those innocuous editorials…

Every day is filled with uncreative vocabulary and complex international situations; there's simply nothing to attract attention.

After confirming the title of tonight's "foreign TV series," he folded the newspaper and placed it on the glass
mat on .

"…"

What a peaceful morning.

"Hmm! It feels so comfortable."

Only the chirping of birds could be heard.

And occasionally, a few barks from afar.

The house was completely silent.

This feeling made him even hesitant to turn on the TV.

Besides, at this hour, there probably wouldn't be anything good to watch!

"Ahhh…" He yawned and slumped onto the sofa.

The soft sunlight streaming through the thin lace curtains made him sleepy, and his eyes
squinted .

"Ah!"

Shusaku lay down, stretching out his arms to grab the blanket hanging from the back of the sofa.

This was Sayuri's favorite when watching TV at night, as she was prone to feeling cold.

Shusaku spread the blanket over himself, and a faint, feminine scent wafted into his nose.

One end of the blanket covered his neck, while the other end, from the knees down, was exposed. Shusaku then turned to his side, curling
up completely.

"Hmm, I'm a little sleepy!"

His eyelids grew heavy as he adopted this sleeping position.

He might catch a cold if he fell asleep like this.

The thought flashed through his mind for a moment.

But nothing felt more comfortable than taking a nap while thinking "No, no."

"Ah, I'll take another nap!"

"..."

Before he knew it, Shusaku had fallen into a deep sleep on the sofa.

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“Shusaku…Shusaku…”

“Brother, wake up, brother…”

“Ugh!”

Shusaku, who was fast asleep, was shaken repeatedly and had to open his eyes groggily.

However, he was still not fully awake and was in a drowsy state, wanting to sleep.

“…”

An image slowly formed in his dull pupils.

It showed the faces of Sayuri and Nana. Sayuri’s face was on the right, and Nana’s small face was leaning against the back of the sofa
.

The two of them were looking at Shusaku’s face, which had rolled over at some point and was now facing upwards as he slept.

In an instant, a strong sense of incongruity overwhelmed him.

The bed was against the wall, so there was no way he could be seen from both sides like this.

However, he immediately remembered that he was sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

Ah, I fell asleep on the sofa like this…

I’m so embarrassed.

Feeling extremely awkward, Shusaku quickly sat up.

"Finally awake!" said Sayuri, standing beside the sofa.

"Ah, good morning..."

Shusaku, who was about to greet her, was stunned when he saw Sayuri.

Sayuri was wearing an apron, but it wasn't the simple pattern she usually wore when doing housework; it had
many pleats.

Strictly speaking, she was wearing a pure white and cute girlish apron today.

She looked like a French doll, or something Alice in Wonderland would wear.

Yes, she was really cute.

There was nothing particularly surprising about that in itself.

The problem was that Sayuri wasn't wearing anything except that apron.

Yes, nothing...

In other words, she looked like the woman who had jumped out of the fantasies of all lonely single men.

The provocative pose of a naked woman with an apron over her body appeared before Shusaku's eyes.

"Good morning, brother!"

Looking towards the source of the voice, Nana was dressed the same as her sister.

The sisters' attire truly startled Shusaku.

Both sisters were wearing aprons.

The only difference was the embroidery on their chests; Nana's was "Little White Rabbit," while Sayuri's was "
Baby Bear ."

What was going on?

Why were they both like this today ...?

"Um, you two..."

Shusaku, who had just woken up and whose mind wasn't quite clear, thought he was still dreaming.

However, he definitely felt awake. He didn't need to pinch his cheeks to know that.

But, given his past record of having wet dreams, wouldn't he...?

"What's wrong, Shusaku? Why are you making that weird face..."

Sayuri asked, trying to act nonchalant.

"Haha!"

Nana couldn't help but laugh.

It was unclear whose idea it was, but it seemed the two of them had conspired to scare Shusaku, who was
sleeping .

Although it was a prank... it was a bit too outrageous.

Only a combination like Nana, whose thinking is a bit unconventional, and the somewhat silly Sayuri could
come up with something like this!

Well, the goal has been achieved.

However, the way Sayuri and Nana are behaving is a bit too stimulating for a boy in the prime of his sexual desire.

This behavior is a bit too much.

"What are you two doing?" Shusaku asked suspiciously.

As for Nana, at least from the front, the exposed area is no different from when she's wearing a tank top and mini-
skirt .

But the same apron on Sayuri is a completely different story.

It feels entirely different from Nana's.

The apron can't completely cover her ample breasts; the round mounds peek out from the side.

"Ugh!"

Shusaku blushed at the sight.

Of course, the deep cleavage, the focal point attracting men's attention, is even more captivating.

The wavy hem of the skirt was ten centimeters above the knee. Although it wasn't exactly mini, when it appeared on
Sayuri, who always wore long skirts, it evoked extremely lewd thoughts.

Just looking at her made his heart pound.

After all, he was still a young man full of vigor!

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"Shusaku is up too, it's time for breakfast!" After saying that, Sayuri turned her back to Shusaku and walked towards the dining room.

That back view was a deadly poison to the eyes.

Even knowing this, Shusaku's eyes still unconsciously followed Sayuri.

At the center of her slightly exposed shoulder blades, a large braid made of three strands of hair hung down.

Below it, her back was concave, the lines so straight. Her

slender waist, which could be grasped in one hand, was tied with a wide bow, making her look very cute.

Her buttocks, which belonged to the graceful figure of a woman, looked so smooth and delicate, making one want to rush forward
and touch them.

With each step Sayuri took, as long as one stared at the inner thighs, it was as if one could glimpse
the lowest point of the bulge in her private parts.

"Mmm..."

The scene made seventeen-year-old Shusaku's blood boil.

Finally, Sayuri's figure disappeared into the kitchen. Shusaku

, who had been staring blankly towards the dining room after getting up from the sofa, finally managed to turn his head back to where he was.

But he met Nana's gaze, who was staring right in his direction.

Ah...

it seemed that she had seen all of his embarrassing behavior of chasing after Sayuri's alluring back.

Shusaku's face burned like fire under the girl's gaze, which seemed to have noticed everything.

In this situation, anything he said would just sound like an excuse.

Nana's speechless reaction made Shusaku feel even more embarrassed, and he really didn't know what to do.

"Nana... come here and help me set the table."

"Oh! Okay!"

Sayuri's voice came from the kitchen. Nana responded and ran towards the dining room. After

running two or three steps, she suddenly stopped and bent forward just before reaching the dining room.

Nana slipped on her white rabbit-shaped slippers. Her small,

delicate buttocks, seemingly small enough to be grasped with one hand, were visible.

She arched her back towards Shusaku, a fleeting glimpse of her tender cleft in the depths of her mysterious valley.

Wow…

Shusaku is, after all, a healthy seventeen-year-old boy!

Naked except for an apron. With

her voluptuous older sister and mischievous younger sister dressed like this, it's hard not to get
excited .

Seeing this scene, even those Chinese elders nearing their end would probably get an erection.

Plus, having just woken up, an erection is even more likely.

"Ah!"

The naughty boy between her legs swelled at this stimulating sight. Through the thin
material , there was absolutely no way to conceal it.

"Ah, I… I'll go wash my face first."

Shusaku managed to say what he wanted to say before fleeing for his life to the bathroom.

Even with the cold water splashed on his face, he couldn't wake up from this dream.

Although it was quite unbelievable, what was happening before his eyes felt like undeniable reality.

He spent longer than usual brushing his teeth, trying to reduce the erection between his legs.

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After washing his face, Shusaku stepped out of the bathroom to find breakfast already prepared on the dining table.

Although unsure what to do and his heart still pounding, he naturally sat down in his pajamas.

In front of him was a plate of ham and egg, with two poached eggs and two slices of ham. Next to it was a large glass of pure
orange juice.

In the center of the table, a large bowl of lettuce salad, its tender greens contrasting with the bright red of tomatoes, was displayed.

"Brother, here you go!"

Nana handed him a piece of toast, golden brown and buttered.

It was a typical Sunday morning, nothing different.

But this only happened when Sayuri and Nana were dressed neatly.

Nana sat opposite Shusaku, and to his left… near the kitchen, sat Sayuri.

"Eat quickly, before it gets cold."

"Okay!"

And so, on the surface, it seemed as if nothing had happened, and a harmonious breakfast began.

However, Shusaku's heart was anything but calm as he ate with his sisters, who were only wearing aprons.

"..."

Not knowing where to look, the boy tried to keep his eyes on his hands, eating his breakfast in a flustered manner.

In fact, he didn't know what to say.

Sayuri and Nana chatted as usual, but Shusaku's mind was completely blank.

He was already struggling to think of a response, and he couldn't even taste the food he was chewing.

After the three of them had roughly finished the food on their plates, Nana's fork suddenly fell to
the floor.

It seemed like a little trick, but Shusaku, who was trying not to look at the two of them, was completely unaware.

"Ah!"

she exclaimed softly.

Nana looked under the table.

"My fork seems to have fallen over to my brother's side, brother, could you pick it up for me?"

"Ah, um!"

Accepting Nana's request without thinking, Shusaku simply bent down and stuck his head under the table.

He immediately saw Nana's fork.

As Shusaku picked it up, Nana spoke.

"Brother~ Brother!"

She quickly lifted the corner of her apron.

"Hmm?"

Hearing the call, Shusaku suddenly looked up and saw a clear, thin slit fly into his eyes.

"Whoa!"

Startled, Shusaku's head slammed against the table.

!

The dull thud of something hard hitting something hard rang out, and the bowls and plates on the table jumped up.

"Hahaha..."

Nana laughed happily, seeing her scheme succeed.

Poor Shusaku, completely fooled.

"Ouch..."

Shusaku, his face contorted in pain, clutched the back of his head and peeked out from under the table.

"Nana!"

Sayuri called out reproachfully.

"You can't do that on purpose!"

"I'm sorry!"

Nana showed no remorse whatsoever, even half-jokingly sticking out her tongue in a coquettish "Ptooey!" Naturally

, seeing Shusaku in that spot without warning was quite a shock.

He couldn't be angry, so he could only look at Nana with a wry, slightly ambiguous expression.

In the midst of this fluster, breakfast was finished, and Shusaku carried his coffee to the sofa in the living room.

Sayuri stood at the counter, while Nana moved between the kitchen and the dining table, tidying up the dishes.

Finally, the apron-clad figures of the two were gone, and Shusaku breathed a sigh of relief, no longer feeling so tense
and uncomfortable. It was a little hard for Shusaku, who had long shared household

chores with his father, to have Sayuri and Nana do all the cleaning . And this wasn't the first time; it had been like this ever since they started living together, and he hadn't had to do any housework. Several times he wanted to help, but Sayuri stopped him, saying, "Boys don't need to do these things, it's okay ." So, none of the housework fell on him. ＊＊＊"Hmph hmph..." Interspersed with the sound of running water rinsing the dishes, Sayuri's soft humming came from the kitchen. What will happen from now on? Shusaku pondered this while drinking his hot coffee. Is he planning to wear this all day? Shusaku could only pray that Sayuri and Nana would stop this outrageous prank soon. If Karin came home now, it would definitely cause a "super" commotion, without a doubt. "Time is passing so slowly," Shusaku muttered to himself. He glanced at the clock on the TV; it was almost ten o'clock. Less than two hours had passed since Karin left. He was supposed to be practicing for a match; there was no way he could be back this early. But what if… Shusaku remembered the commotion he caused when he barged naked into Karin's room on his first night here. Thinking about it now made his stomach clench. If he were caught doing that again, he wouldn't even have a chance to explain; he might just be kicked out . Ugh… How annoying. ＊＊＊Just as Shusaku was feeling uneasy and fearful about this ominous thought, Sayuri, who had finished tidying up, walked into the living room . Nana followed behind. Sayuri glanced at the empty coffee cup on the table. "Would you like another cup of coffee?" she asked solicitously. "Ah, no, thank you." Shusaku couldn't drink anymore. "Then, let's have some dessert!" Sayuri said, pushing the table towards the television, making room in front of the sofa. What does she want to do? Nana skipped over to Shusaku, who was looking around, and stood beside Sayuri. "There are two kinds of desserts today!" Sayuri gently raised her right hand, extending her index and middle fingers. "Two kinds?" Shusaku asked, and Nana nodded vigorously, pointing to the white rabbit embroidery on the chest of her apron. "White rabbit dessert and..." Sayuri continued, pointing to the bear pattern on her apron, which matched her sister's. "Bear dessert." So, the two said in unison, "Which one do you want?" "... " Which one? Shusaku, confused about their intentions, didn't know how to answer. Looking at the speechless boy, Sayuri smiled gently, "Shusaku, don't be shy, you can have whichever one !" "Huh?" Eat? One of Sayuri and Nana? This, could it be...? Thinking about the implications of using the word "eat" with women, Shusaku couldn't help but gasp . Choosing one of the two. That, that means doing *that*? "This..." Shusaku was speechless for a moment. If we were to list humanity's three greatest desires—a good night's sleep, a satisfying meal, and a delicious snack—nothing could be more fitting! The plump, round breasts of Sayuri, enticingly presented to Shusaku with a "come and eat me" gesture. "Mmm!" Shusaku unconsciously swallowed. This unspoken allure was an irresistible charm for a young man brimming with sexual desire. Standing next to Sayuri, Nana, with her budding feminine instincts, sensitively sensed that her older sister 's ample breasts attracted Shusaku's attention more than her own. Sayuri's bust was over 90 centimeters, the bust size of a twenty-four-year-old. Compared to that, Nana's breasts were the size of a thirteen-year-old girl—not prominent and lacking in definition. They were discernible when naked, but with an apron like that, she was practically indistinguishable from a boy. However, with such features, she certainly possessed a certain charm for those interested in young girls. But for those boys who admired the older sister, Nana's figure lacked appeal . So, wouldn't her brother not choose the little white rabbit dessert? Thinking this, Nana, wanting to at least not look inferior, braced her thumbs on the apron straps. She wanted to create the illusion of a fuller bust. But this action created a large gap between her flat chest and the upper part of the apron. Her cute little cherry was clearly visible. The cleavage formed by her breasts pressed together and her pink, endearing little cherry… it was truly difficult to choose. Sayuri or Nana, which one should she choose? It was truly unpredictable. Hmm… which one should she choose? Unconsciously comparing the two sisters, she hurriedly shook her head violently in her mind, trying to banish this wicked thought. No, no, that can't be it.

If it were just a daring outfit meant to scare people, that would be one thing, but this has crossed the line of
pranks .

In short, this dessert is inedible.

He made up his mind.

Just as Shusaku was about to express his opinion, Sayuri leaned forward slightly, staring intently at the boy's face. Her

full breasts swayed, revealing a close-up of her cleavage.

"How about it? Want a bear-shaped dessert?"

Pressed down by the overwhelming presence of her D-cup breasts,

Shusaku almost nodded for a moment, but then hurriedly shook his head.

"No, no..." Shusaku stammered.

Seeing this, Nana, thinking she had won over Sayuri and been chosen, happily stepped forward.

"Then, it'll be the white rabbit dessert!" Nana asked cheerfully.

However, Shusaku still shook his head.

Then, Sayuri nodded as if suddenly understanding.

"So, it's a double dose then!"

"Ah, no..."

Ignoring Shusaku's attempt to retort, Sayuri moved to the boy's right and sat down on the sofa.

Shusaku shifted his position.

Although he wanted to move away from the curvaceous body beside him, Nana, who sat on his left, blocked his way.

This only made him press closer to them.

"Um, wait a minute..."

Shusaku was sandwiched between Sayuri and Nana on the sofa.

Through the thin fabric of their pajamas, the warmth of their skin wafted from their thighs.

Shusaku was about to get up.

In the blink of an eye, Sayuri's hand had reached between the boy's legs and grasped his manhood through the pajamas.

"Ah!"

Shusaku let out a soft gasp in surprise as Sayuri gently rubbed his still-soft member through the fabric.

Shusaku tried his best to distract himself and suppress his erection.

But his sensitive member reacted quickly to the bold contact, its size beginning to increase.

Under Sayuri's soft covering, it swelled up between his legs.

"Wow...it's gotten so big!"

The rapid change between the boy's legs became the focus of Nana's curious gaze.

"Ah!"

Sexual arousal could be expressed so clearly, in a visible form, which was incredibly
interesting .

It was a completely new experience for Nana.

Watching his growing member like this, Shusaku, still possessing the delicate feelings of a young boy, blushed deeply
.

However, for some reason, that shame accelerated his arousal, making his erection
even more .

Sayuri lovingly rubbed his fully erect, solidly tactile member.

"It seems the fork is ready to go."

"Huh?"

Shusaku didn't quite understand her meaning.

The fork between the two legs, almost bursting at the front of his pajama pants, was the tool used to pierce the "dessert." "

Miss...Miss Sayuri..."

To Shusaku's slightly hoarse call, Sayuri responded with a calm tone.

"What is it?"

"Th-that...I guess this kind of thing isn't really appropriate..."

"Ugh, don't be so polite!"

"But..."

Sayuri misunderstood and leaned towards the face of the boy sitting beside her, head bowed.

"Or...you don't want to be with us?"

"Ah, no..."

With his desire so intense, how could he possibly say no? Poor Shusaku. He

'd suppressed it so painstakingly until now; if he didn't release it, it would be impossible to control.

Besides, in this state, refusing what looked like a top-quality "dessert" was utterly
impossible .

He truly didn't know what to do.

As a result, Shusaku said in a voice so low it was almost inaudible, "That's not what I meant..."

"That's good then."

"But, Miss Sayuri..."

She completely ignored Shusaku.

Sayuri left the sofa and walked towards Shusaku.

She knelt down on the shaggy carpet.

Sayuri's breasts, her deep, alluring cleavage, were almost as high as the bulging tip between the boy's buttocks.

"Come on~ let's take them off!"

she said in a coaxing tone.

Sayuri reached for Shusaku's pajama bottoms.

At this point, the situation was completely under Sayuri's control.

Shusaku obeyed her, obediently raising his buttocks, and Sayuri pulled down his pajama bottoms and underwear in one swift motion.

The thing covering his lower body was pulled away from his legs, leaving the boy's legs completely open.

His virgin penis stood erect.

Nana, seeing this scene, widened her eyes.

"Wow... Brother's thing is so energetic~"

"Really, it's really impressive!"

She agreed with her sister.

Sayuri used her slender fingers to wrap around the seventeen-year-old boy's long shaft, sliding it up and down two or three times.

With just a couple of light rubs, Shusaku's engorged member suddenly stood erect.

Satisfied with how perfectly refined Shusaku's member was, Sayuri narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly.

Next, she brought the erection, which seemed to be pressed against her lower abdomen, closer to her, her lips touching the exposed
tip .

*Chirp*...

After a kiss to the tip, Sayuri slowly took the entire tip into her mouth.

Ah~

"Mmm..."

Surrounded by the warmth of her oral mucosa, Shusaku couldn't help but groan.

Sayuri's beautiful face was pressed between the boy's legs, taking the erect member into her mouth.

The tip, almost bursting, continued its advance in the warmth, reaching deep into his throat.

"Ahhh!"

Startled by the sudden penetration, Sayuri's head slowly retreated.

From her curled, rounded lips, a long, engorged shaft, glistening with saliva, emerged.

From her tightly closed lips, it slowly withdrew its erect, bow-like member, the tip still slightly touching its teeth.
The ground touched.

*Pfft.*

The penis, freed from Sayuri's mouth, bounced back down to her lower abdomen due to its powerful erection.

The long shaft bounced.

The tip of the penis brushed against Sayuri's nose. Shusaku

's penis was covered in clear mucus, looking quite nice.

It was slippery like some kind of mollusk, exuding a strong, distinct sexual scent. *Gulp... * The sound of swallowing saliva. "Ugh..." For a moment, Shusaku thought the sound came from his own throat. However, it was the sound from Nana's mouth, which was pounding wildly because of the wet penis . "Ah!" Sayuri stuck out her tongue. She pinched Shusaku's face while licking from the base of the shaft to the tip. *Chirp~ * "Ah~" A pleasurable feeling climbed up Shusaku's spine. He finally couldn't help but cry out. A faint smile appeared on Sayuri's face. Her expression seemed to encourage the sensitive, endearing boy to open his heart and enjoy the pleasure even more. "Mmm..." Sayuri smiled. She took the tip of his penis into her mouth in one gulp, and then, as if drawing small circles around his head, she kept turning it. Every time Sayuri swallowed the saliva that was about to overflow from the corner of her mouth, her mouth would narrow, and the tip of his penis would be subjected to intense pressure. With such focused pressure on the most sensitive part, the boy's fragile erection began to show signs of ejaculating. "Ah...mmm...gulp..." Faced with this skillful oral sex, Shusaku's whole body felt hot and he was panting, his anus clenching tightly, forcibly suppressing the premature climax. "Chirp, chirp, tug..." Sayuri made lewd sounds as she licked and sucked his penis. Shusaku's eyes were bloodshot as he desperately resisted this oral sex attack that was so pleasurable and intoxicating. There was also Nana watching this wonderful oral sex performance from the side, dumbfounded. The girl stared with wide, curious eyes, like a kitten. Nana watched, stunned, as the erect penis was being played with and teased in the soft lips. Opportunities to witness this live were rare, so she had to observe carefully. The unabashed gaze made Nana completely absorbed in the lewd, and even verbally instructional performance before her. She'd been seen… Nana had actually seen it! She'd seen the shameful state of being licked by Sayuri, experiencing ecstasy and despair. But somehow, this awareness of being watched amplified a strange excitement within her. "Hoo hoo…" Along with an irresistible sense of shame, her head burned, and her emotions inexplicably surged to their peak. Nana, watching, was naturally not calm either. "Wow!" she exclaimed, watching the vigorous penis thrusting in and out of Sayuri's mouth. Nana's excitement grew stronger, and a faint blush crept onto her cheeks without her realizing it. Presumably, her little bottom was restless on the sofa, and the area around it was starting to feel unbearable! Nana watched as her older sister licked Shusaku's erection with relish, while she, as a mere bystander, found it increasingly difficult to endure . *** Thump! She stood up from the sofa and knelt down next to Sayuri. "Only Sayuri-neechan is doing this, how cunning! Nana wants to lick brother's thing too~" She clasped , her fists clasped in front of her chest, looking pleading. "Ah... let me do it, sister!" Sayuri agreed "okay, okay," lifting her face from between Shusaku's legs, offering her little sister his manhood. "Licking is fine, but please don't bite!" "Yes~" she replied with a "good girl's answer." Without any hesitation, seemingly impatient, Nana took a deep breath and sucked on the stiff tip. Through the tip of the penis, an indirect kiss between the older and younger sisters... "Wow!" Pink oral mucosa enveloped the entire pointed tip. Perhaps it was because the young girl's body temperature was higher, but the feeling in her mouth was warmer than Sayuri's earlier. "Chirp chirp!" Nana sucked like a baby with a bottle, then relaxed and exhaled. "Hoo..." As expected, Nana was still not used to oral sex. Or perhaps she was just imitating Sayuri's actions, and this was probably her first time actually doing it! Nana stuck out her tongue and attacked Shusaku's penis again. "Mmm!" The girl imitated Sayuri, not swallowing the penis, but slowly licking it upwards. The tip of her tongue lightly licked the depths of the oozing crevice and the inside of the head. She pressed her lips against the inside of the surging long shaft and the strong, erect base. "Hoo hoo..." Breath escaped from her small nose, ruffling her pubic hair, occasionally even the tip of her nose brushing against his penis . This was accompanied by restless head movements. Nana's fluffy red hair, tied back with a thin ribbon, swayed incessantly on either side of her head. The same oral sex, performed by the seven-year-older Sayuri, felt completely different from being performed by the underage Nana. Shusaku felt this way. Of course, the lack of technique was also a factor. And seeing the erotic male organ in contact with that still-childish, innocent face stirred a strong sense of moral transgression within him . However, this intense guilt and the body responding to pleasure caused her to secrete copious amounts of Kabadgin gland fluid in response to the pleasurable stimulation . Nana was completely unaware of Shusaku's inner turmoil. This thirteen-year-old little adult was still licking his favorite popsicle as if it were nothing more than a pre-existing addiction. Lick, lick… She innocently used her tongue to lick back and forth on Xiu Zuo’s penis, feeling both itchy and comfortable, but she couldn’t calm down. “Ah ah!” It would be more accurate to say she was being played with than caressed.

Through these anxious yet gentle caresses, the boy's already near-limited member recovered slightly.

This meant he could probably hold on a little longer.

However, the energy that had been released during this opportunity was completely stored at the base of his member.

The urge to ejaculate became even more frantic.

After a while, Sayuri, looking at her cute little sister with affection, said, "Nana, it's time for a change!"

Hearing this, Nana lifted her head from the long handle.

"Ah, but..."

Her face clearly showed displeasure.

"Nana wants to lick until brother ejaculates!"

"Oh, that's too cunning. Didn't Nana lick for longer than I did? Now it's my turn
!"

"No, no, Nana wants to lick brother's thing a little longer."

"Nana!" Sayuri called out to her again.

However, her head, tied in two tufts of hair, shook vigorously, clearly intending to stubbornly refuse.

She really showed her true colors as the youngest.

Hmm~ What should I do?

"Well..." Shusaku

, stripped naked from the waist down, wore a confused expression, looking somewhat helpless. The fact

that his manhood was being fought over like this filled him with a strange feeling of embarrassment and a desire to hide
.

What should he do?

"Ugh, I don't care!"

Nana continued to use her whining.

"Oh, this is so shameless..."

Sayuri was helpless against Nana's constant pouting, so she had no choice but to give up.

Having succeeded in her shameless scheme, Nana resumed her previous actions.

"Alright, then, I'll stay here."

Sayuri had no choice but to reach out her right hand and gently grasp the hard, swollen ball at the base of Shusaku's manhood.

"Chirp!"

Shusaku's body stiffened at the sudden touch on a part he rarely touched
.

Sayuri's slender fingers gently rubbed "The Man's Fatal Flaw," playing with the ball in his scrotum.

"Ah!"

This startled Shusaku.

Then, the saliva, already dripping with bodily fluids, spread outwards, making the male's balls
wet .

Sayuri pried open Shusaku's right knee, spreading his thighs wide, and squeezed next to Nana, who was diligently licking and sucking.

Leaning forward, she brought the small ball, which had become hard from being rubbed, to her mouth.

"Chirp."

"Ah!"

Shusaku couldn't help but cry out when his unexpected area was attacked.

Just touching it was already amazing, but now she was using her mouth, something he never expected.

Sayuri took one of the balls into her mouth and swished her tongue around it like she was licking a lollipop.

Ah, so good.

"Ah-hmm!"

For the first time in his life, Shusaku was completely intoxicated by such pleasure.

A part that he had always thought of as just an accessory organ actually contained such pleasure, something Shusaku
had never .

* * *

"Mmm, chu chu..."

Sayuri licked Shusaku's little ball with extreme relish.

Nana, the youngest daughter, licked the inside of the tip of his penis with the tip of her tongue while glancing sideways.

Although there's a saying that "the grass next door grows better," perhaps it's true.

At least, that's how the girl felt.

Having obtained Shusaku's penis by using her skillful coquetry, she now wanted to try what her older sister was doing
.

Nana's mouth left the tip of his penis.

Like Sayuri, she moved to the base of Shusaku's scrotum and took the other ball into her mouth.

Shusaku's wrinkled little ball was thus pulled apart from both sides.

In the subtly different sensations of the sisters' mouths, the two balls were thus played with by them.

Immersed in such a comfortable and warm touch, his lower body felt as if it were melting with pleasure.

Compared to the pampered little ball below, the neglected penis seemed to be begging for caresses, its veins
bulging.

So, Sayuri's lips began to move up the long shaft, with Nana hurriedly following.

Unexpectedly, his penis's two tongues began to lick and suck as if in competition.

The veiny shaft was attacked from both sides.

On one side was Sayuri's gentle face, and on the other was Nana's childlike face.

On the already cramped surface of his penis, the two tongues vied for dominance, occasionally colliding.

"Mmm!"

Receiving such luxurious oral caresses, Shusaku swallowed hard, his rapid breaths
filling the air .

In the warm sunlight, coupled with his lewd excitement, his entire body felt like it was on fire.

"Ugh! It's so hot!"

Shusaku was almost unable to bear it.

Even though he was only wearing a sweater, the heat was unbearable, and beads of sweat even appeared at his hairline.

Sayuri's tongue fiercely stimulated his sensitive areas, while Nana imitated her, teasing him with her own tongue.

Based on his erection, the two tongues moved slowly as if reflected in a mirror.

Looking over, it seemed as if Sayuri was demonstrating oral sex techniques to
Nana .

The sensory stimulation from saliva and his own bodily fluids brought him one step closer to ejaculation.

Shusaku tried his best to tighten his anus.

He naively thought that he might be able to control the ejaculation, but unexpectedly, he cried out at this moment.

"Ah, I, I can't take it anymore..."

Just as the boy reached the peak of excitement and said this, as if the two sisters had agreed beforehand , Sayuri
and

Nana simultaneously extended their tongues to the base of the goose's head.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The erection had been pushed to its limit.

"Mmm!"

Once the most sensitive spot was subjected to this double attack, it could no longer hold on and surged to its peak.

"Ah!"

A painful scream came from Xiu Zuo's mouth.

If this continued, it would definitely spray onto their faces.

A sense of crisis flashed through his mind—the risk of getting their faces dirty—but the boy was utterly powerless.

"Pfft!"

His excited clone sprang forward, gushing out boiling white fluid.

The gushing white, sticky liquid landed squarely on the beautiful faces of the two women greedily licking his clone.

"Pfft!"

It's over!

Hina thought, but it was too late.

This feeling of regret was instantly washed away by the pleasure.

With nowhere to hide, at such close range, Sayuri and Nana were both covered in the white fluid.

Even so, the two women didn't back down, their lips never leaving the boy's clone.

Their tongues moved intensely, like ants wriggling up and down.

"Ah...ah...ahhh!"

A dizzying pleasure swept through his body, and Shusaku braced himself against the sofa cushions.

"Whoosh, whoosh, plop..."

With each twitch, thick, white fluid sprayed out.

In no time, the beautiful faces of Sayuri and Nana were covered in the sticky fluid.

This small release actually intensified the pleasure of ejaculation, and the amount increased as well.

"Huff, huff!"

After the intense release, the exhausted Shuzuo leaned back in his sofa chair, his chest
heaving .

Deep within the tip of his still-erect penis, white fluid continued to seep out, filling the air with a
masculine scent.

Sayuri and Nana's faces, covered in the white fluid, seemed to embody the ugly lust of the boy
, becoming sticky and gooey.

They looked incredibly aroused! It felt like sticky mayonnaise was stuck to their faces.

Sayuri licked away the white fluid that dripped to her lips.

A pungent, strong masculine scent slowly spread through Sayuri's mouth.

Wow, so strong!

The intensity of her desire could be felt on her tongue, which excited Sayuri.

"Sister..."

Hearing this pleading voice, Sayuri glanced at Nana.

Her younger sister's delicate face, sticky with the foul-smelling fluid, looked like she was about to cry.

"Sobbing... "

"Oh dear, oh dear, so pitiful..."

"Yes, Sayuri-neechan..."

Nana looked truly endearing.

Sayuri supported Nana's chin with her hand, lifting her dirty face upwards.

As if about to kiss her, she brought her lips closer, beginning to lick away the white fluid from her sister's face.

When Sayuri's tongue slid past the corner of her eye and near her small nose, Nana's face contorted as if she were trying to suppress a laugh.

"Mmm~" "Ah, don't move. Be good and don't move, I'll clean you up right away..."

"Oh!"

Sayuri cupped her sister's delicate face in her hands and carefully licked away the sticky fluid.

After cleaning her own face, Nana turned around and used her tongue to remove the white fluid from her sister's face.

"Ptooey... spit... spit..."

The two sisters, more than ten years apart in age, licked each other's faces, removing the white fluid.

The scene looked like two kittens playing happily together.

This simple and innocent act was more alluring than any casual or vulgar sexual act.

As he watched, his recently released body immediately generated new desires from its roots.

Nana was completely unaware that her unintentional actions had triggered the boy's lewd thoughts.

She continued to frantically move her tongue, concentrating on washing her sister's face. Afterwards, Sayuri smiled slightly. "Thank you for your hard work." She gently kissed her younger sister's playful nose. "

Chu ." Then, Sayuri, naked from the waist down, sat on the sofa and leaned against Shusaku, who was brazenly spreading his legs. "Well then, it's Shusaku's turn next!" Sayuri said with a smile. "Okay!" Shusaku responded softly. Between the boy's legs, the white, molten lava slowly dripped from the tip to the base of his erect penis. Sayuri, kneeling in front of Shusaku, opened her mouth and sucked out the remaining white fluid from the tip of the shaft. "Mmm~ tug..." "Ah..." The tip of his penis, which had become extremely sensitive after ejaculating, almost made Shusaku faint as Sayuri sucked it. Sayuri, who was cleaning between his legs, which were stained with white fluid, sucked up all the white, sticky fluid that had sprayed into the groin and was hanging from the scrotum . "Ahhh!" As Sayuri's tongue cleansed him, Shusaku's previously shrunken member suddenly swelled up again, full of energy. And the moment Sayuri left her mouth, Shusaku's member returned to its pre-release state. "Wow... after releasing so much, Shusaku's treasure doesn't shrink at all!" Sayuri exclaimed with utmost admiration. However, she seemed completely unaware of why the boy's member wouldn't shrink back. Sayuri slowly manipulated her erect member, looking up at Shusaku. "What should we do next?" It seemed this double dessert wasn't going to end there. Sayuri was convinced Shusaku wanted to continue the game, so she began to think about the next course. And she wasn't wrong. Shusaku's large fork had grown so big again; it was hard to believe he didn't want another dessert. In fact, for Shusaku, that thought was merely a passive product of his desire. "Want to come inside me? Or perhaps you'd like to enjoy yourself on Shusaku's favorite breasts?" Shusaku's favorite breasts... "Ah!" Suddenly caught off guard, Shusaku blushed. Had he been... seen through...? Regardless of whether he was seen through or not, even if he pretended to be indifferent, his blatant " dumbfounded" expression easily revealed which part of the woman the boy was fascinated by. First of all, women are far more sensitive to sight than men imagine.

Shusaku, realizing that his greedy gaze, from the past to the present, had been anticipated by her
, felt so ashamed he wanted to hide.

"Ugh!"

Sigh! How embarrassing.

Perhaps a part of his body was inherently averse to such things.

Sayuri, however, seemed to misunderstand the boy's embarrassed expression, flashing a smile.

"It seems you prefer breasts!"

"Huh? I…"

Before Shusaku could offer any explanation, Sayuri had already reached behind her back, loosening the apron straps
and pulling them back over her shoulders.

The apron, embroidered with a bear pattern, slid down with a thud, revealing a pair of enormous breasts.

"Wow…"

Shusaku, still feeling ashamed at being caught staring, remained unfazed, his gaze fixed
on Sayuri's full breasts.

"So…so full!"

Shusaku exclaimed inwardly.

Sayuri showed no remorse whatsoever.

She simply displayed a gentle smile, like an older sister facing a delinquent younger brother, and nestled her body
between Xiu Zuo's loosened knees.

Then, she deeply sandwiched his strong and erect member, which had been caressed by her tongue, between his breasts.

"!" He finally understood what it meant

to enjoy the breasts... but it was impossible for him to remain completely unmoved. Breast sex... In Xiu Zuo's mind, the act that was about to begin between his legs had an extremely vulgar name. This must be a luxurious caress that required above-standard conditions in the symbolism of motherhood. It was a special dish that could not exist in "Little White Rabbit Desserts" but only in "Bear Cub Desserts". Hmm! How special! His stiff member was sandwiched between two soft and elastic mounds of flesh, while the inner thighs and lower abdomen were pressed against smooth and delicate skin. Most of the long shaft was submerged in the soft flesh, with only the very tip barely peeking out. Against her fair, soft breasts, her engorged, deep pink member stood out strikingly. Cupping the rounded mounds drooping to either side, Xiaobaihe slowly slid her upper body up and down. Her member, nestled between her full breasts, was being rubbed by her smooth skin. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." This gentle friction stirred restlessness within her member, buried deep in the cleavage. The head of her member, immersed in pleasure, appeared and disappeared amidst the white waves of soft skin. It was a sensation different from the mouths above and below. A soft, slippery touch. As if to enhance the comfort of this slippery feeling, a clear, sticky fluid continuously oozed out. While not as varied as oral sex, after the frequent licking of two tongues, this monotonous, somewhat sluggish friction was perhaps even more pleasurable. Like a blend of pudding and gummy candy, the sight of his already wet member being completely enveloped and rubbed within her breasts was visually stimulating enough. Looking at his member nestled within Sayuri's breasts, Shusaku felt a strange jealousy towards his own member, a feeling "Hmm, I want to too..." Shusaku murmured to himself. If possible, he really wanted to be that size and throw himself into that soft, elastic ball of flesh . Harboring such fantasies, the boy, experiencing this sweet sensation for the first time, slowly moved towards climax. "Wow! That's amazing!" Nana whispered. Sometime during this time, Nana quietly sat down to Shusaku's left, looking down at this spectacular scene. She gazed enviously at her sister's breasts enveloping his almost bursting member, gently rubbing it . "So good..." she uttered a lonely, envious thought. "Nana wants to try it too..." As she spoke, the girl pressed her hands against her flat chest through her apron, her head drooping dejectedly. "But, Nana's breasts are out of the question, aren't they?" Sayuri stopped her regular up-and-down movements, Shusaku's member still sandwiched between her breasts. "That's true... Nana's breasts are definitely out of the question!" Stimulated by her sister's sarcastic words, Nana became even more dejected, her bangs covering her eyes. "Ah, but it's okay!" Sayuri moved away from Shusaku's crotch, her full breasts thrusting towards her lowered sister. "Breasts will grow bigger soon, then Nana can do it too, right?" "Yeah!" Although she seemed to understand, Nana still asked worriedly. "Can Nana's breasts really grow as big as Yuri's...?" "Of course! If Nana grows up a few more years, they'll definitely get bigger." "Oh!" When Nana grows up... Shusaku is skeptical, but of course he doesn't blurt it out. "Oh, right!" Yuri seems to have suddenly discovered something new, her hands unconsciously tilting to the right as if they were clasped in front of her chest. "How about Shusaku rubs them for you? Haven't we always heard that letting a man rub your breasts makes them grow faster ...?" "Really?" Nana's face lit up instantly. "Will my breasts really get bigger if my brother rubs them?" "Yes!" "Yay!" Nana seems very happy. Yuri nodded . Having a man rub your breasts makes them bigger... well, that's true, but the effectiveness is still debatable. But Nana completely took it seriously, quickly untying her apron straps and exposing her breasts like Yuri. From a child to a mature adult. That tender upper body, which had only just begun to take half a step, was now completely exposed to Xiu Zuo's eyes. From a distance, it was a flat chest that was no different from a man's.

But on that, a small, pale pink
areola an eraser.

They were so small that a single coin could easily cover them.

So different from Sayuri's.

In the very center of the small pink areola was a short, indented groove.

Nana, her upper body bare, leaned her flat chest against Shusaku.

"Please!"

That "please" probably meant "Ready? Give me a massage!"

But he couldn't just answer, "Then I'll begin."

No matter how much he wanted to, Shusaku hesitated to touch such a delicate girl's body
. Even if he wanted to "massage" her, he didn't know where to begin.

Sigh! What to do?

"..."

Sayuri swayed between her knees, watching Shusaku's bewildered expression.

"Come on, Shusaku, touch Nana's breasts."

"Huh? But..."

Shusaku didn't know where to start.

"It's okay! Come on!"

Sayuri encouraged him.

Shusaku hesitated, and Nana's eyes welled up with tears.

"Nana's, Nana's breasts aren't okay... Brother likes big breasts, so you don't want to touch such small ones ,
right!"

Her eyes filled with tears.

"Ah, no, that's not what I meant..."

As soon as Shusaku softened his attitude, Nana immediately changed her expression and pushed her flat breasts forward even more.

"Then, touch me!"

"Huh..."

"Hurry up!"

It seems that the mischievous Nana had already completely figured out Shusaku's weakness for women's tears.

Shusaku had no choice but to turn to face the girl and reach out to touch her bare, flat breasts. Shusaku's palm touched Nana's somewhat formed breasts, and compared to their flat appearance, he could feel a slight bulge

in his palm . The smooth, soft texture, the seemingly bottomless softness, felt like placing one's hand on a fishbone! Flat-chested… having just witnessed the full breasts of the voluptuous Lily, this feeling was amplified. Unaware of this, Nana was only focused on the immediate enlargement of her breasts after Shusaku's rubbing. Therefore, her adorable face couldn't hide the excited anticipation. This fluttering feeling of a thirteen-year-old girl was transmitted to Shusaku through his hand pressed against her chest. "Hmm!" Shusaku's hand, resting on Nana's chest, began to move tremblingly, the boy's hand moving naturally as if caressing. Calling it "rubbing her breasts" would be less accurate than applying a children's "wind-repelling ointment . " "Shh, shh, shh…" After caressing Nana's breasts for a while, he suddenly felt a protrusion in his palm. Huh? Shusaku released his hand and saw that the little cherry, which had been hidden in her areola, had suddenly stood erect. Size aside, its sensitivity was definitely not to be underestimated. Seeing this, Shusaku subconsciously sensed the arrogance hidden within her small chest. Driven by curiosity, he reached out his index finger and gently pressed on the protrusion. "Mmm..." Nana hummed softly through her nose with a comfortable expression.

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