[Wuxia] The Emperor of Evil Desire (Complete) - 24

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Am I a delinquent?

Am I the gentle and obedient daughter my father envisioned?

I did this simply to stop my father from having any thoughts of remarriage, and also to repay his kindness.

My next action was a decision I made after thoroughly observing my father's reaction.

On the stormy night, my father's behavior showed that he no longer saw me as his daughter. In his subconscious, I was just a real woman. With this realization, I planned my next step.

So, about four days later, one night, I made a decision as decisively as if I had jumped off a stage and went to my father's bedroom.

"Dad! Are you asleep?"

I knocked on the door and called out loudly.

My father wasn't asleep yet; he was probably reading. He opened the door immediately when I knocked.

I stood motionless in front of him, my hands crossed over my stomach, looking at him.

"What's wrong? Mariko, what's wrong?"

My father put his arm around my shoulder and looked carefully at my face.

"My stomach hurts... oh..." "Oh! When did it start?"

"About an hour ago. I took some medicine, but it didn't work."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Hmm... there... oh... it's here! It's a dull ache. Oh, Daddy! Rub it for me! Rubbing it might help..." Determined to do it, I lay down on the bed without waiting for my dad's answer and started moaning "oh... oh..."

No parent in the world would stand by and watch their daughter suffer, so I boldly took action.

"Rub it?"

Did Daddy really not want to rub it for me? Humph! What's with the politeness? Suddenly, I felt a little dissatisfied.

So Daddy lay down next to me and put his hand near my stomach.

"Ouch... hurry... rub it!"

I cried out in a spoiled tone.

"What did you eat?"

"Nothing! I ate the same as Dad! Ah... I feel so comfortable..." "You must be too cold, you must have caught a chill!"

"Hmm... I don't know..." Tonight I wore a loose yukata, tied with a thin sash, knotted in the front. I always tied the knot high, so Dad's hand was just below the knot.

"Put more pressure! Dad's weak rubbing won't work, you should use this kind of pressure..." I pressed my hand on Dad's hand, pressing hard, thus pushing Dad's hand inside the yukata, which was part of my plan.

The moment Dad's hand touched my skin, he paused suddenly, but I pretended to be nonchalant and continued to push his hand, letting him keep stroking my skin.

Because of the constant stroking, the clothes gradually loosened, and with the loosening of the clothes, my entire lower abdomen was completely exposed.

"It hurts! Dad, can you touch it a little harder?"

By this time, I had already removed my hand, but Dad continued to stroke the skin around my stomach on his own.

"Hmm... it doesn't seem to be there, it seems to be the whole abdomen! Let's expand the area and check, because I can't really pinpoint where it hurts."

"Call a doctor or send an ambulance! If it's some strange pain, the consequences could be dire. If only your mother were here right now."

Dad looked helpless.

"Ugh! Why send an ambulance! It's not as serious as you think. Dad's hands are warm, just keep stroking like this, move it a little closer."

"Like this?"

Dad's eyes must have seen the white underwear under my yukata. I deliberately lifted my leg, making the yukata looser and easily revealing my alluring white underwear.

"Aren't you cold without any covers?"

As soon as Dad finished speaking, I crawled into the blankets. Dad also felt my cold skin and crawled into the blankets as well, lying down beside me.

I was going all out, recklessly throwing caution to the wind.

It didn't hurt at all, yet I lied and cried out, "It hurts...it hurts so much..." It was the first time in my life that a man's hand (my father was, after all, a man to me) had touched me like that, so I knew I was sweating profusely with nervousness. My father seemed to notice too.

"Mariko's sweating from the pain."

"No...it's not like that, I feel much better now."

To make it easier for my father's hand, I rested my face against his chest, only my lower body, clad in underwear, was exposed.

My father used his left hand as a pillow, stroking my stomach only with his right hand. Me! What a daring daughter I am! But for my father, for myself, I was determined to take my mother's place, so I didn't want to stop what I was doing.

"Dad, it doesn't seem to be the stomach area, try touching a little lower!"

When my father's hand slid to my navel, I inexplicably

let out a sound of "Ah!"

"Hmm... a little lower! Maybe the lower abdomen? Perhaps the intestines, ah... yes, right there... feel it harder!"

Dad followed my prompting without stopping.

However, what I meant by "there" was the hairy "dark forest" area, below the navel, the entire lower abdomen!

If Dad saw that area, he might stop, but thankfully, it was covered by the blanket and he couldn't see.

Dad must be able to smell the scent of my hair conditioner! A book says that men are attracted to this scent, and some say, "That's a woman's scent."

I've spent a lot of time and effort on this plan. Now I'm not Mariko anymore, but a substitute for my deceased mother.

My aunt, who often comes to our house to persuade Dad to remarry, often says, "Really! Mariko is a spitting image of her mother! Not only her face, but even her voice and walking posture are identical!"

My aunt says I'm so much like Mom, Dad must also want someone like Mom to accompany him!

"Hmm... Daddy... it seems to hurt a little lower down! Hmm... press harder here!"

To make Daddy go crazy sooner, and so I could take Mommy's place sooner, I used my hand to guide Daddy's hand to the "mysterious black forest" area.

Now Daddy's hand was indeed covering this paradise.

I could feel the wind blowing on these pubic hairs, a different feeling, both tense and exciting.

"It's here, press harder from below. Ah! No... Hmm... like this... press harder... Oh... it's the intestines."

At this moment, Daddy wasn't very brave in exploring with his hand. From the hot breath he exhaled, I could feel that he was slowly starting to mistake me for Mommy.

(Yes! Now I am not your daughter Mariko, but your intimate other half!

Daddy's hand gradually invaded the pubic hair, and was slowly moving downwards step by step. At this moment, I withdrew my hand and naturally placed it on Daddy's waist, putting my arm around him.

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Wow! It feels so good! I finally know that this feeling isn't like the pain women see on TV; it's really pleasurable.

I don't feel guilty at all.

At this moment, Dad isn't holding Mariko, but rather my imagined mother. Thinking about it this way, why should I feel guilty? I don't think I need to at all.

"Ah...ah..." I couldn't help but let out a sensual moan of pleasure.

Dad's fingers reached the thickest part of my pubic hair, as if I had suddenly fallen from a mountain into a deep valley, where clear water immediately gushed out, and his fingers swam there freely.

I couldn't stay calm anymore.

An electric-like pleasure (this description I read in a weekly magazine) filled my lower body, and my waist trembled uncontrollably.

I don't know when, but Dad's fingers went from one to two, and they kept moving in and out of the valley.

At this moment, Dad seemed to have clearly decided his attitude, so he withdrew his left hand from under his head and stroked my head and my ears.

When my fingers were inserted into the acupoints in my ears, the pleasurable sensation sent electric shocks through my body. I didn't know why, but the feeling was intoxicating. Meanwhile

, my lower hand was teasing the small mounds at the bottom of my ears, and the pleasure from above and below flowed through my entire body like an electric current.

"Oh... Daddy... Oh..." I called out without thinking, then gripped my father's body tightly, as if I would fall apart if I didn't.

"Oh... Mariko..." My father was also calling my name.

"Dad... Oh..." "Mariko... Mariko... Oh..." My father and I kept calling each other's names.

(From today onwards, Mariko will do everything for Mom.

I thought this, but didn't say it aloud.

(So please don't even think about bringing a new mom into the house!

Although I didn't say these words, even if I wanted to, I couldn't make the right sound; only groans came out.

"Mmm! Great! Really great! Daddy... Mariko is really enjoying it now! Oh! Great... Faster... Faster... Faster..." "Here? Is it here? Good boy, Mariko is great... Oh... My lovely Mariko..." "Dad... I... My tummy is all better... So you can do whatever you want! Mariko really loves Daddy, really, you can do whatever you want, Mariko will always be yours, always your wife." Still using your hands? How can that bring pleasure? Forum reputation guaranteed!) This high-grade silicone video features a realistically molded vulva, resembling Fan Bingbing's genitals, with a soft and delicate texture! It includes large, protruding bumps to closely mimic female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... The sensation is irresistible! Click to enter.

"Mariko, you child..." The moment Dad pulled his fingers out and sat up, I felt inexplicably excited.

After sitting up, Dad lay back down, positioning himself at my waist. He then spread my legs and bent down, pressing his face close to... my private parts.

My yukata wasn't fully on, so my chest, abdomen, and genitals were all exposed to Dad. His right hand was caressing my proud, large breasts.

As he squeezed my large breasts, pleasure surged again, and at the same time, Dad's mouth was aimed at "there." "Ah...ah...Dad! What are you doing! Dad! What are you doing!"

Dad wasn't like I imagined... He just wanted to kiss it. In fact, he was vigorously teasing and licking it.

Oh... his tongue gradually entered the valley, and in this bottomless pit, his tongue kept licking and twitching back and forth.

The beauty of that feeling was something I had never experienced since birth.

After Dad parted the small hills on the left and right with his fingers, he revealed that small lump of flesh. Although I couldn't see this action, I could imagine it.

Dad would gently bite the hard lump of flesh with his teeth for a while, then tease it with his tongue, and then suck on it.

I wanted to grab Dad's body, but it was too far away, I couldn't reach it at all, so I could only clench my fists to resist the constant spasms of electric current. Oh! Waves of pleasure assaulted me, and I was afraid I was going crazy.

I've forgotten whether I was holding a pillow or a blanket in my hand.

Dad repeated the actions as he breathed heavily.

"What's wrong...what's wrong..." I really didn't know what would happen next, what kind of new pleasure would occur, so I could only ask casually.

When Dad pulled his mouth away from there and moved his body close to mine.

(I'm going to be Dad's wife soon! I thought to myself.)

When Dad inserted his penis there, I was surprisingly calm.

He's not my dad anymore, and I was thinking about how a woman addresses her husband after she gets married. And how should I call him after I become Dad's wife? But I didn't call him anything.

Because I'm not an ordinary bride, so it seems that Dad doesn't need any title!

Just having sex with him is enough.

(I'm sorry...) I don't want him to say things like that to me, so I'll just stay silent.

Now I'm not just a wife, a daughter, but also a high school student.

Since that night, I've had Dad hold me to sleep every night, and my desire for sex has been growing stronger every day. Lately, I've been begging Dad to have sex with me.

"Are you sure you don't have any homework?"

My dad always asks this, seeing me already in bed waiting.

To make him happy, and also for my own desire—to have sex with him—I go straight home after school, not going anywhere else. Then I quickly finish my homework, prepare dinner, and pour a beer, waiting for him to come home.

Lately, he hasn't been drinking outside or coming home late. He's put me first; to me, he's a good husband and a good lover.

He even teaches me about intimacy and the secrets of sex, and I've decided to be his most charming and best wife.

As for getting married in the future, I've never thought about it. I just want to be a happy high school student, daughter, and wife every day—oh! No! I think "daughter and wife" is a more accurate description!

I absolutely love the pleasure of having sex with my dad.

It's so amazing, so... Great!

Chapter 12 Becoming a Prisoner of My Brother's Sexual Desire

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From my elementary school days, I've hated that mysterious area between my legs. The damp area has two wrinkled, fleshy walls, especially that repulsive red color, which exudes disgust.

Although it's the most mysterious part of my body, I still can't stand its filthy feeling. When no one is around, I often spread my legs, and then a pungent odor hits my nose, truly repulsive. This is one of the reasons I hate it.

Even after using the toilet and wiping away the remaining urine, this area is still damp. So it accumulates sweat, dirt, etc., meaning it always emits a filthy stench.

Just smelling this odor gives me an unbearable feeling of uncleanliness.

Although it looks ugly, I still succumb to the pleasure of masturbation. Every time, I swear it's the last time, but in the end, I can't help but break my vow.

And because of this, I hate it even more for its irresistible, evil temptation—the incessant masturbation.

Sometimes, before or after showering, I look at my naked body. I stand straight, legs tightly together, inhale, and contract my abdomen, completely concealing my private parts. I revel in this self-admiration, standing straight from head to toe, which is very alluring. I

always feel like a mermaid at this moment, but when I see my not-so-pretty face, my mood plummets.

"This isn't a mermaid, it's just a fish."

I forget which book it was written in, but a man's genitals—just looking at them is enough to make one unbearably aroused. And if you're "fucked" by him, you'll need them for a lifetime.

But when the whole family bathed together, I saw my father's genitals; they hung there like a deflated parachute, and nothing could arouse me.

Ever since I was old enough to understand, I've been unable to bear the ugliness of my private parts; I truly loathe them. I just never imagined that accidentally touching them could be so arousing.

I've done some strange things about my private parts. For example, once I took a red marker and colored it bright red, which stained my underwear, and my mother scolded me!

Such childish behavior not only made my heart flutter but also incredibly excited me; my heart pounded, and my vagina secreted fluid. The pleasure was indescribable.

Sometimes, I would insert the pointed end of a comb into a woman's most mysterious and sensitive spot, enduring the pain as I pushed it deeper and thrust in and out. After a while,

when I pulled the comb out, drops of blood would flow from the opening. This sight made me even more excited, panting and unable to control myself for a long time.

Although I punish my abhorrent genitals through self-harm, the resulting excitement is undeniable, a mysterious kind of pleasure.

However, I don't know why I have such an extremely contradictory personality. I'm

currently having sex with two men simultaneously. Although they only bring me sexual pleasure, I use them to do things I can't do myself, as a way of punishing my genitals.

My parents, of course, don't know about my strange fetish or my simultaneous sexual relations with two men, and I've concealed it well.

Even when I come home from school, I don't go through my parents' room, but go directly to my room on the second floor of another building.

That night, around 11 PM, my two sexual partners, Kiyoshi-kun and Nishida-kun, quietly came to my room on the second floor.

Actually, it was because earlier that day, on my way home from school, I went to Nishida-kun's apartment, and without Kiyoshi-kun's knowledge, the two of them had sex alone.

I made Nishida somewhat unhappy because I insisted that he touch my genitals, rub them, play with them, and lick them.

After doing all this, I was very tired and didn't know how to describe it. My genitals were hot and swollen, and I felt like something was rubbing against my sides. I

couldn't straighten my back, and I felt like something was wrong with my whole body. But I didn't want Kiyoshi to suspect anything, so I tried my best to please him.

Nishida said sarcastically, "Miss Mie, you seem very energetic today..." and other such cold remarks that Kiyoshi couldn't understand the underlying meaning of.

As usual, Kiyoshi pressed down on me first. It was the first time I felt that a man was so heavy, so I told him that I was very tired today and not feeling well, so I might not be able to fully cooperate. I told him that he could do whatever he wanted as long as he liked it. As soon as

I finished speaking, Kiyoshi hugged me passionately and kissed me ardently.

“Tonight, Michie is different! She’s so charming, cute, and amazing.”

He whispered in my ear, and to make me happy, he kept sucking on my breasts, biting my ear, rubbing it, and teasing my clitoris with his hand. He caressed me passionately.

But because my genitals were swollen and painful, no matter how hard Kiyoshi worked, I felt numb, without any sensation.

Instead, I felt like a piece of cloth under his body, my whole body trembling as he squeezed and rubbed me, as if he were the only one having sex with me. And he was about to ejaculate on me.

Next, Nishida held me and fucked me from the side. He always used this side-lying position and would occasionally stimulate my clitoris with his fingers. Finally, I felt some pleasure.

Although it took twice as long as usual, I finally reached orgasm. I turned over, spread my legs, and immersed myself in the pleasure of the orgasm, moaning.

At that moment, my mind went blank, I was completely unconscious, I only felt "good," and I didn't even know when Kiyoshi and Nishida left.

The next morning, I had a terrible headache, and all my joints ached, especially my genitals, which felt strange. Although they weren't hot or swollen anymore, some white discharge came out, and it felt like I was back to how I was before.

In the evening, after I recovered, I thought about what happened last night, and I was still a little excited. After taking a shower, I went to the front of the room to watch TV while thinking, when Nishida came in.

"Miss Mie, last night was great! Do you remember how many times we did it?"

I listened quietly.

"Hmm... tonight at my apartment, are you coming? There's a new person..." After saying that, he smiled mysteriously and left.

At seven o'clock, I couldn't hold back any longer, and I left home under the pretext of returning a friend's laptop.

Then I felt my heart pounding like waves, and I felt like I was sleepwalking, unconsciously walking towards Nishida-kun's apartment. I was really—

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In Nishida-kun's apartment, I saw three faces, including the "newcomer," who were expecting me. When I saw the young man who was supposedly the "newcomer," I was taken aback.

His name was Kubo Junichi, and he lived in the bustling area. His family ran a bar, and his mother used to work there. She had been in love with my father, a fact known to everyone in the neighborhood. After she married someone else, Junichi's stepfather funded the current bar. My parents knew when the bar opened.

But as time went on, it became a topic of conversation. My mother often used it to criticize my father, causing them to argue frequently. But despite the arguments, they never did anything too outrageous.

Junichi is my father's son with that other woman. We don't really have the same contact as other relatives, and we've never met for any reason, but we are indeed siblings.

Although he inherited my mother's beauty, I think he looks more like my father; he is my father's son, that much is certain.

I knew this at the time, but because of the relationship between my father, his partner, and my mother, I felt somewhat restrained.

Now that we've met openly, even if I try to treat him like any other person, it doesn't change the fact that we are siblings.

Regardless, I still feel uncomfortable, and there's a strange feeling about me. But he's really handsome, and this ignited some strange, unsavory desires within me.

Junichi and I met at Nishida's apartment. Before we even had a chance to become sworn brothers and sisters, we had sex.

Although the grudges of the previous generation were complicated, our sexual relationship eased our hostility and even sparked some feelings. Because of this, I gradually distanced myself from Nishida and Kiyoshi and entered Junichi's world.

Along the river, there was a city known as a bustling district, where Junichi lived in a two-story shop. However, he used studying as an excuse to live alone in a small apartment by the river.

He would only come to this small apartment when he needed to study, sometimes staying overnight and sometimes going home.

Like several of his friends, he disliked living in places where his mother could see and control him, so living here had a secluded feel to it.

One day, Junichi invited me to visit. He told me that the apartment was quite secluded, usually only occupied by himself, and especially quiet and mysterious at night, undisturbed.

He insisted that I visit no matter what.

Filled with curiosity, I accepted his invitation and took the opportunity of visiting him that evening to meet him alone.

I had imagined that this was Junichi's study, a quiet and scholarly house, but it turned out to be the complete opposite of what I expected. It was a luxuriously designed residence with a small but fully equipped kitchen and beautiful, expensive furniture in the living room. The kitchen and other

amenities made it convenient to live there year-round.

Although it faced the sunlit river to the south, it was far from the shore, so you didn't have to worry about being seen no matter what you did inside. I couldn't find a better, more secluded house.

Before coming here, Junichi and I had agreed that we should act like any other couple, having fun and doing whatever we wanted. And indeed, we were truly happy that day. Because

we were siblings, we didn't need to be polite or break the ice; there was nothing to hide from each other. We could speak freely about family matters, private affairs, and personal secrets.

Junichi had some strange interests; he preferred playing with each other's genitals to regular sex.

Because when we were together, most of the time we were playing with each other's genitals.

Of course, we also had intercourse. But sometimes, it was almost always Junichi who ejaculated first, while I felt no pleasure at all.

"We're siblings, isn't it strange to do this?"

If I said that, Junichi would casually straddle me, taking out his penis and inserting it into my vagina.

"Not strange at all. What parents can do, the law doesn't say siblings can't do!"

He would always say this casually, then keep kissing me, hugging me, and caressing my body.

At first, we decided to meet once or twice a week, only in the evenings. But gradually, we weren't just together on Sundays; later, we even skipped school and stayed in that secluded room all day.

The house was heated, so even if you were completely naked, you wouldn't have to worry about catching a cold.

Junichi had the physique of an athlete, strong and muscular, with thick pubic hair, and more importantly, he possessed a penis just like an adult's.

When he wasn't dressed, you could see an old scar on his right abdomen where his appendix had been opened.

For me, who had never before engaged in mutual genital play with a man naked in a bright room, or had sex in various positions, I felt really embarrassed when I first did these things in Junichi's house. The

real reason was that when I was naked, my skin was dark, my breasts were flat, and my body wasn't very full. I was dry and flat, yet I was particularly fat from my stomach to my thighs. Compared to Junichi, who had a slender and well-proportioned physique, I really looked inferior.

Regarding genitals, Junichi's penis was exceptionally large and hard from every angle, always exuding a masculine aura. The

glans was mushroom-shaped and glistening with a bright fleshy color, throbbing aggressively with each beat.

Compared to his penis, my perpetually wet and unremarkable genitals seemed like filthy garbage to be discarded.

But despite my thoughts, this ugly thing was unexpectedly loved by men. What I found unbelievable was that every man who knew me wanted to have sex with me.

Junichi was no exception. He always treated my urine-smelling, ugly penis like a delicious feast, sucking and licking it, often burying his face between my legs and inhaling the stench.

I reciprocated in kind. I would usually hold Junichi's penis in my hand, then touch his pubic hair with my nose, or gently suck and pluck the pubic hair with my mouth.

Of course, he would also suck on the glans with his mouth, or lick and rub it with his tongue for oral sex. Finally, he would rub the saliva-covered penis with his hands until he ejaculated.

During the act, especially in the moment before ejaculation, Junichi would bury his face in his palms, his chest, abdomen, and legs trembling uncontrollably, and his whole body would tremble and moan as if being bitten by tens of thousands of insects.

When I saw his excited state, I was also incredibly excited.

Although having sex with only one person didn't give me an orgasm, I could reach one if my clitoris was stimulated with my fingers.

I had told Junichi about this beforehand and asked him to do it during intercourse, and sometimes we could even reach orgasm at the same time. Sometimes we would compete with each other to see who could reach orgasm first.

Once, Junichi made me lie on a low table, exposing my genitals. After he spread my legs, he inserted something that hurt me into my vagina in one go.

A little while later, I felt the urge to urinate. Finally, I couldn't hold it in any longer and peed with a whoosh. As I felt the hard object being pulled up along with the urine, I quickly rolled over, and the strange-looking, thin thing fell off with my movement.

At that moment, Junichi was frantically searching for something to wipe his urine-soaked body. I handed him my underwear to wipe the wet areas.

"What's wrong? What's that?"

I asked him.

Junichi then showed me the long, green, rubber-tube-like thing. He said, "This is the stem of a water lily from the pond."

He had taken a withered stem from the pond and inserted it into my genitals, all the way in.

When the urine flowed from the tube's outlet, he hurriedly tried to catch it with his mouth. Just as he was about to drink it, I rolled over, causing urine to get everywhere.

"I don't know what you were doing that made you roll over, but it's disgusting that you were trying to drink urine,"

he said, turning his face away.

Junichi laughed and said to me, "But since it's my sister's pee, how could it be dirty? Not at all..."

"Ugh...you really are ugh...then next time I'll drink your pee too!"

Junichi said he wanted to try it again, but this time he prepared a towel, a basin, and a spoon. He then instructed me to lie on my back with my legs raised and spread apart, just like before. He used the same method as before, taking the stem of the water lily and forcefully inserting it as far as possible

into my bladder. It still hurt a bit and was quite uncomfortable. When the tube was fully inserted, I felt the urge to urinate, so I quickly said to Junichi, "Is it okay? I need to pee again."

He hurriedly adjusted himself.

"Go ahead and pee if you want, is it alright?"

Junichi replied, slowly pushing the tube in further. At this point, I felt a slightly painful pleasure.

Urine overflowed from the tube, flowing onto the towel that had been placed under my buttocks, instantly wetting the towel.

Meanwhile, Junichi, seemingly enjoying some kind of delicious treat, was continuously sucking up the urine flowing from the water lily.

Finally, the urine stopped flowing, and my bladder, like a deflated balloon, no longer felt bloated.

“The tube is too thin,”

Junichi said.

Although I had drunk his urine several times while giving him oral sex, that warm, salty urine was really not pleasant to drink.

Once, I even used a rubber tube that Junichi bought from the pharmacy to insert into the glans of his penis. Although it caused a fracture, it was inserted quite deeply, and then warm urine would flow out, without leaking a single drop. I drank it through the tube.

This behavior of ours is probably what is called “sexual perversion”! Nevertheless, I found it unexpectedly exciting.

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Not long after, Junichi bought some so-called “drug that would make one more energetic after injection” from someone and gave me an injection.

He injected the syringe directly into my clitoris.

The medication was usually injected into my wrist, but Junichi deliberately injected it into my clitoris. After a while, I felt a warm sensation in my lower back, which felt comfortable, but I didn't experience the expected sexual excitement.

Knowing my fetish, Junichi would sometimes use a laboratory glass tube filled with hot water, capped it, and forcefully insert it into my vagina to bring me to orgasm.

Even though he would insert and withdraw the tube, lick my labia, and then insert his already erect penis, all his elaborate arrangements were aimed at bringing me to climax, but I didn't feel much pleasure.

Despite this, having sex with Junichi was one of the things that attracted me. Perhaps it was because I had developed feelings for my biological brother, Junichi, and I was quite happy that he had chosen me as his sexual partner.

However, for Junichi, perhaps I was just an object for his sexual gratification.

During the time I was immersed in sex with Junichi, every two or three nights, Kiyoshi and Nishida would secretly come to my room on the second floor.

Lately, we've become increasingly daring. They often sneak into my room, and the three of us sleep in the same bed until dawn, so we can have sex again afterward.

The so-called pleasure only comes when each of them takes turns having sex twice. Of course, sometimes even two times each doesn't produce pleasure, but generally, it does.

Kiyoshi touches my clitoris with his fingers, while Nishida inserts a glass tube into my vagina, constantly masturbating me. The feeling is incredibly pleasurable. If they continue masturbating me more vigorously, I always moan uncontrollably, almost losing consciousness.

Although I've had sex with three men without interruption, I haven't shown any signs of pregnancy.

I think among girls my age, probably no one has sex as frequently as I do.

When I talked about this with a good friend, she said, "During menstruation, ovulation occurs along with bleeding. If sperm is ejaculated into the egg while it's in the uterus, pregnancy will occur."

In other words, if you don't have sex during your period, you won't get pregnant.

But my thoughts were the opposite. Once, I asked Junichi about it for his opinion.

"What? That's what your friend said? That's ridiculous! Does she even understand? What comes out during menstruation is a dead egg, so even if you have sex during your period, you won't get pregnant."

"Oh! I see."

"Do you understand now? That's why there's the so-called safe period,"

he explained to me.

"Mie, have you ever seen what sperm looks like?"

"See what?"

"The sperm worm! I'll show you next time; I'll bring the microscope from home. And Mie, you probably haven't seen your own eggs, have you? During your period..." "No, and seeing my own eggs...?" "You haven't even seen dead eggs?"

"No!"

"During your period, you just need to pay attention."

"Hey! How big are they?"

"Hmm! Very tiny, almost invisible, only a few millimeters in diameter, truly an extremely small creature."

"How can we see them clearly then?"

"Next time, Mie, when you have your period, we'll take a look."

Junichi excitedly planned.

"I'm currently trying out a great invention!"

"What invention? Tell me, tell me..." "Well! It's using computers to create artificial babies."

It was an astonishing idea, like the creation of test-tube babies. Saying this made it seem half-joking, but seeing his serious expression, it was a completely irrelevant topic.

Let's change the subject!

Because of my irregular periods, I often have doubts and consider various possible causes. Recently, I've been experiencing a lot of vaginal discharge, so I think there must be a problem with my uterus.

A white, viscous substance, like sour fermented matter, flows out, staining my underwear in large quantities. My underwear is often covered with a layer of yellowish, damp stuff, which is very uncomfortable.

At first, I thought it was semen ejaculated during intercourse, flowing back out afterward, but the nauseating odor didn't seem to be semen.

Also, I often experience strange spasms in my abdomen, near my uterus, a warm, pure sensation, as if my entire abdomen is very heavy, and sometimes I can even feel it spasming intensely!

Even slightly more vigorous intercourse, or intercourse lasting longer than usual, while exhilarating, results in increasingly severe pain after the pleasure.

Despite this, I still made a promise with Junichi-kun that we would study eggs together when my next period came, so I told him the planned date in advance.

Before my next period, Junichi-kun was constantly researching various methods to obtain eggs that were still alive in the uterus at the time of menstruation.

He really put in a lot of effort! It really was.

Junichi-kun had me lie on the low table in his study with my legs spread as wide as possible so that he could examine and study them carefully.

He would insert his fingers, measure the depth of the hole with a ruler, and even explore the innermost structure with his fingertips

to see what it was like. A few days later, Junichi showed me the semen he had collected after masturbation

, placing it under a microscope. Surprisingly, within this bright white semen, there were countless sperm, like a vast army, shimmering like silver, swimming forward. This sight was clearly visible through the microscope; it was truly breathtaking.

"Wow! So many!"

"If you insert my thing—my penis—all of these will go into your stomach!"

"Really? That's great… I've never seen these things before…" When Kiyoshi, Nishida, and Junichi took turns having sex with me, if each of them did it twice, then a total of six sperm would enter my stomach.

I thought incredulously that each ejaculation was only one or two drops, yet a single drop contained thousands upon thousands of sperm. So, after having sex six, seven, or even eight times, how many sperm would actually enter my uterus?

Once, Junichi prepared a thermos and collected the semen I ejaculated after masturbating him for about four hours—about five times.

He said the thermos kept the semen at body temperature, so it could be preserved for many days until it smelled bad.

Although the first and third ejaculations were more plentiful, the fifth time the semen was somewhat dried and clung to the glans, swaying in and out with each contraction and relaxation, as if struggling to breathe. Finally, only a single drop dripped out, much to my regret.

Lying on my back facing the bright light, I felt Junichi insert a thick glass tube into my vagina.

This hollow tube could reach the very inside, and he could see inside like a diving mask. Junichi explained confidently.

"Wow...you can really see all the way in!"

Then he pressed his face between my open legs.

"Yeah, it's a bottomless pit!"

I was also aroused, and inexplicably excited myself.

Afterwards, the two of us embraced under a low table with an electric heater, intensely playing with each other's genitals and igniting a burning desire.

That day, I also took off my clothes and crawled into the quilt, then put my feet under the low table to warm them, and then hugged the naked Junichi. After kissing, masturbating, and performing oral sex, Junichi finally inserted his already erect penis into my vagina. And so began another round of intercourse.

Sometimes I was on top, raising my buttocks so his penis could enter me from behind, or he would do side intercourse, or even I would sit and shake up and down to have intercourse. Making love in this series of strange intercourse positions made me love Junichi to the point of obsession.

Actually, we are really siblings, and we can't be in a romantic relationship. Of course, marriage is even more forbidden. Even so, we've been indulging in sex and trying strange sexual things. What's going on?

He's already ejaculated five times in a row, but this time he's having trouble ejaculating. However, with the stimulation and excitement, his penis is getting bigger and harder, almost to the point of bursting, which is causing Junichi pain.

"Junichi, don't you want to ejaculate yet?"

"Hmm... just a little more... Michie... what about you?"

"Hmm! Don't worry about me, just ejaculate!"

At that moment, I put my mouth close to Junichi's ear and told him while sighing.

"We're siblings... doing these things..." "Hmm... hmm..." Suddenly, Junichi hugged me tighter and thrust harder, his waist moving more forcefully.

I said again, "We're siblings... we're siblings! Aren't we..." I said between breaths, and then another unbelievable thing happened.

Suddenly, a wave of intense pleasure surged through me, making it hard to breathe. His large, hard penis throbbed in and out, numbing my entire lower abdomen. I couldn't bear it any longer and arched my back, moaning and convulsing, my buttocks trembling uncontrollably.

Then, after what seemed like an eternity, when my consciousness returned, I remembered the moment Junichi pulled out.

Even though he had withdrawn his penis, I still felt his weight on me; I was truly exhausted.

When he reached down and touched my naked body with his fingers, I saw his almost asleep face, his eyelids half-closed. Then he kissed me, a satisfied smile on his face.

This was the first time in all my sexual encounters with Junichi that I had truly reached orgasm. Was my body truly unable to live without him? As his older brother, he probably thought the same thing!

Chapter 13 Mother and Son's Adultery is a Secret Between Them

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For a long time, I hadn't experienced the pleasures of love between a man and a woman... Suddenly, a man's hand reached straight for my breasts.

"Ah! No... don't..." For a moment, I froze, then I tried to escape... but... "Um... don't... don't do that... this isn't appropriate! Branch Manager..." "Um! Is that so... okay... wow! You have a charmingly large chest!"

I pushed the man's hand away from my breasts, and he immediately withdrew his hand.

"Tonight, let's go have some fun... how about it!"

He looked like he wanted to devour me. Good heavens, he had just done something embarrassing, and now he immediately made another request.

He could suddenly reach out and attack a woman's breasts... and then drink his wine as if nothing had happened, really something.

He didn't seem embarrassed at all! I tugged at my kimono, tidied myself up a bit, and then picked up the wine to continue urging him to drink.

But at this moment, my body was filled with intense emotions, like a boxer who had won a first round.

The one who strikes first doesn't necessarily win in the end, and that's exactly the situation I'm in with the branch manager right now.

I've been feeling a strange pain in my lower abdomen, so I have to drink more to bolster my courage.

Knowing myself, I don't think I'll get drunk tonight, but I'm wondering what would happen if I were bolder?

Thinking about it, the most important thing tonight is to get a promise of financing from this shrewd and capable branch manager.

If he's willing to nod, I can easily borrow 20 million yen, and the rest will be easier to negotiate.

"Come on... have some more..." "You! You're quite the charmer... Come on... you drink first..." Yamori-kun is also urging me to drink, so I don't stand on ceremony and down it.

"Ah! It's been so long since I've drunk so freely, it's wonderful... Come on... drink... drink more... you won't get drunk..." "This... I... really have a headache... I'm afraid I'll have to ask the branch manager for help tonight..." "Is it that hard to say? How annoying... Vice President, you..." I couldn't help but cover my mouth and laugh as I drank the wine.

The sound of waves came from the window, and in this quiet place far from the hustle and bustle, my heart calmed down.

On the other side of the dark sea, the moon was quietly rising, and at this moment, in this place, it was truly romantic.

I couldn't help but think of the time I strolled along such a beach with my current husband.

But today is completely different. A vice president facing a company crisis is entertaining a lecherous branch manager in an effort to save the company.

I also learned that I might have to sell my body to secure funding for the branch manager's promise. My

husband, the president, is unable to maintain this family-inherited company; he's like a puppet, sitting there helplessly.

That's why his colleagues call him "the company's decoration." There's no other way; I have to take over management. But then people say that having a wife manage the company will make things strange.

I married him at twenty-three, and how many years have I lived like this? And how long will this continue?

My son, Yoichi, is already a high school sophomore.

If possible, I'll let the company survive until Yoichi can manage independently.

Although I told Yoichi I didn't need his help, and that I've been running the company on my own for three years, a woman's strength is ultimately limited.

What truly empowers a woman is her weapon—I think everyone would scoff at that notion! But no one can resist using that weapon!

With this evidence, I'm now alone in a room with Branch Manager Yamori, of course, also to borrow money... Just as I was lost in thought, Branch Manager Yamori forcefully grabbed my hand and pulled me up in his arms.

(Okay! Let's do it! Anyway, my husband is an incompetent president, and now, as the vice president, I'm dedicating myself to saving the company. There's nothing I can do about it!

My husband is a president with no real ability; how can someone like that be called a president?

The previous president was my father-in-law.

"I'm entrusting my son to you. Actually, I should have handed over the presidency to you, but I always hoped my son could be independent."

My father-in-law's earnest words before he passed away are still unforgettable.

It's the same at night. I haven't had sex in a long time; maybe once a month? I can tell that compared to him, Branch Manager Yamori has much more energy.

Even though I'm being held by the branch manager right now, I don't think I'm betraying my husband or anything. I'm doing this all for the company.

I keep justifying myself with these words.)

"President of your company, having a vice president as young and beautiful as you is truly enviable."

Branch Manager Yamori pressed his lips close to mine, his touch like that of a seasoned pro, the smooth, rich sensation stimulating my lower body.

I couldn't help but moan softly.

"Oh, Yoichi... my son..." At that moment, I didn't think of my husband, but called out Yoichi's name in my heart, and Yoichi's face floated in my mind.

Yes! I shouldn't be doing this, but since I'm here, there's no turning back.

(Oh well, let it develop on its own!)

Thinking this, my private parts started to ache.

The branch manager's hand touching my breasts interrupted my thoughts.

Two full breasts popped out from under my open kimono, and I can proudly say (though I'm a little embarrassed to say it) that my firm and perky breasts are definitely not inferior to those of girls under thirty.

"Great! Absolutely great! Such wonderful breasts, these are really too good."

Branch Manager Yamori couldn't help but suckle.

"Ah...ah..." Now I understand that being suckled on the breasts by different men, the same action, evokes such different sensations depending on the person.

For me, surrounded by many men besides my husband, this brings a unique kind of excitement—it feels so good.

Branch Manager Yamori's tongue moves incessantly, vigorously licking, making "sizzling" sounds; he's incredibly excited too!

Gradually, my body begins to tremble. Breasts are a woman's signal of love and desire—that's absolutely true. Just touching them sends me into a state of intense excitement, so intense I can hardly breathe.

"Ah...that's so good...oh...I can't take it anymore..." "Mmm...it feels good, doesn't it! Watch me love you so much..." "But...ah...my thing..." Although pleasure coursed through my body, I was concerned about his penis... "Okay...okay...don't worry...take it slow...leave it to me..." At that moment, I suddenly thought of the situation of women having affairs in the Edo period.

At that moment, I secretly thought that I hated doing this thing that I knew I shouldn't do, letting a man freely play with me like this, I might as well just let the company go bankrupt.

In addition, my body started to hurt, and I

couldn't breathe because of the pressure. Branch Manager Yamori held me tightly and moved violently, and no matter how I resisted, I couldn't breathe smoothly.

It was as if my body was resisting the man's entry...but no matter how my body wanted to resist, my lower body kept gushing out sticky fluid and became wet.

I was too embarrassed to look at him directly.

He was frantically sucking With my large breasts close, Yamori slowly lifted my kimono with one hand. Once my lower body was exposed, he suddenly thrust into my honeypot.

I had already taken off my underwear when I changed into the kimono before going out, for the sake of overall aesthetics, but I never expected it would benefit Branch Manager Yamori. When his penis entered, my whole body trembled.

He hugged me from behind, and that stiff, erect penis just went in like that.

Oh! This guy, Branch Manager Yamori, who was holding me tightly and panting from shaking his buttocks vigorously... I naturally accepted his rhythm and was happily intoxicated by the excitement of this sexual intercourse.

This is it, ah! He kept thrusting, and I thought that if this continued for a long time, my body might not be able to take it!

Could this whooshing feeling be because his penis was rubbing against the very inside of my uterus?

"Ah...faster...so good..." I couldn't help but groan.

The branch manager, Yamori, continued thrusting, his pace quickening with each rapid pump, becoming much faster than before.

"Oh...oh...no...fuck..." I gripped his erect penis tightly, rubbing it to let him catch his breath.

"I...I've already..." Then, he forcefully shoved his penis into my vagina with both hands, and at that moment, we both reached orgasm simultaneously.

After a while, I felt something drip onto my hand—it was semen, this white stuff. (Oh...my body...) I thought, yet the branch manager's lust and forceful penetration brought me immense satisfaction; my feelings were complex.

(That's amazing... Madam, your stuff is absolutely amazing...) "No! Don't say that, I'm so sorry..." After saying that, Branch Manager Yamori kissed me again.

Then he once again inserted his erect penis deep into my vagina.

That night, the sexually aroused Branch Manager Yamori ignited my desire three times.

This kind of openness was a first for me since my marriage. If doing this could get me 20 million yen in payment... This not-so-honorable thought kept forming in my mind, and I began to hate myself... The next day, I took the 20 million yen check given to me by Branch Manager Yamori and rushed to the company.

"Hey! Where did you go last night?"

(Hmph! Me? I went to sell my body for this money!)

My husband was questioning me like that, and although I was angry, I couldn't help it... "I spent the whole night trying to borrow this money!"

I said, throwing the check in front of him.

"I'm so sorry, you've really gone to so much trouble."

Why didn't he try to find a solution himself instead of thanking me?

Thinking this, I walked into the president's office, sat down on the sofa, and lit a cigarette.

As I enjoyed the lingering pleasure of Yamori's powerful penetration and the afterglow of his thrusts, I suddenly thought of my son, Yoichi, and decided to go home immediately to see him.

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