My brother's cat-eared maid

"I wish... I could have a cat-eared maid to celebrate my birthday with me," I said, blowing out the candles on the cake.
"Brother, what kind of wish is that?!" My sister stared at me, her eyes wide with bewilderment.

"Since it's my birthday, making a special wish shouldn't be too much to ask, right?" I said with a smile.

"Hmm... but..."

My sister frowned, her still-childish, round face showing a troubled expression. Her full, not-too-thick, pink lips pouted slightly, her delicate cheeks inexplicably flushed, her thin, white skin glowing with a healthy rosy hue. It made one want to bite her cheek, or touch those pink lips, the fruity scent of her youthful fragrance filling the air, then sucking on her smooth, nimble tongue, and then putting one's own tongue into her mouth, licking every corner of her oral cavity...

"Brother, the ice cream is melting!"

My sister woke me up with her soft but not coquettish voice. She was an adopted daughter brought by my father. At first, she was just a snotty-nosed little girl, but in just two years, she has grown into a beautiful young woman. Fortunately, she is a conservative girl, otherwise I would find it hard to bear the sight of men playing with and bullying her mature body, which contrasts sharply with her innocent face. And what kind of expression would she have when her angelic face falls into the vortex of lust?

It's a little embarrassing to admit, but in my sexual fantasies, the heavily made-up faces of Japanese AV actresses are replaced by my sister's healthy and innocent face. And I always ejaculate uncontrollably at the moment when my sister is lost in ecstasy, her angelic face contorted with pain and pleasure. When the male actor on screen sprays his semen onto the female actor's body, I imagine that mature, curvaceous, panting body is my sister, subservient to my penis, and I use white paint to scribble on her body, proclaiming my victory...

"Brother~ what are you daydreaming about?"

The scent of fruit, that fruity fragrance, wafts over. When I come to my senses, I see my sister's face is only three centimeters away from me, her cherry-like soft lips are right next to mine. Her breath is on my face, making me dizzy. I feel a tightness in my crotch, a surge of heat rushing to my head. If my sister's movements were any more seductive, could I resist?

"Are you feeling unwell?" Our foreheads touched, and I could feel the girl's smooth skin rubbing against my rough forehead. If we were positioned correctly, our movements would almost look like a kiss! To avoid making a big mistake, I leaned back, slamming my head against the wall with a thud.

"Ouch, ouch, that hurts..."

"Brother! Are you alright?" My sister leaned down worriedly, frowning as she looked at me. It would have been better if she hadn't looked; my face burned even hotter, and the desire in my heart burned like an unquenchable flame.

Some say that girls who are conservative in public are more unconcerned about their image at home or in private. Like now, my sister was only wearing an oversized t-shirt (could it be mine?), and her lower body was only wearing barely visible black shorts, or maybe even just underwear...? She bent down, and through the neckline of her t-shirt, I could see her two oval breasts swaying gently. A glimpse of pink light occasionally appeared at the tips of those breasts. If she bent down a few more centimeters, her fair breasts and small pink nipples would be fully revealed to me. But instead, she straightened up, much to my disappointment.

"Brother, tomorrow is your birthday. Don't get sick, okay? Otherwise, it'll be meaningless if I celebrate with you early." He said, hands on his hips, his tone stern.

"Okay, little sister, you should get some rest too."

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower now. Remember to get some rest, brother. Happy birthday!" Like a child, she skipped and hopped into the bathroom, tossing out her sheer silk trousers and black shorts through the crack in the door, finally throwing out her t-shirt.

I crept closer. My sister was humming a song, completely absorbed in the music. Even with the sound of the water and her singing masking my movements, I tried to be as quiet as possible. I leaned against the door, imagining whether she was rubbing her soft, mature breasts in the bathroom, or perhaps caressing her private parts with her fingers. As I thought this, I quickly rubbed my penis with one hand, while my other hand wasn't idle either. Obsessively, I picked up my sister's panties and pressed them against my face, greedily inhaling the sweet, youthful scent mixed with a hint of ammonia.

"Oh…sister…you're so good…" I sniffed the panties, imagining my sister and I making love in a 69 position. Through this imagined scene, the scent on the panties seemed to intensify, and I drew ever closer to ejaculation.

"Sis...

I can't take it anymore... Ugh..." I muttered to myself. At that moment, my semen splattered out, landing on my sister's clothes. Along with the emptiness after ejaculation came a heavy sense of guilt. Like a child who had done something wrong, I threw off my sister's clothes, then hid in the room, hastily cleaned the semen off my penis, and then snuggled into the covers, falling asleep without realizing it.

"Brother... Ah... no, Master, wake up!" It was a weekend as usual, and I was woken up by my sister as usual. Sometimes I wondered if that was why I deliberately stayed in bed... Wait, is something wrong?

"Master, wake up, meow! Breakfast is ready, meow."

This is really strange, meow?

I quickly jumped up from the bed and looked at the side of the bed. I saw a somewhat familiar figure, but her clothes were strangely unfamiliar. Judging from her face... um, it was definitely my sister.

"Good morning, Master... Meow." As if she'd forgotten to say "meow," she stammered a beat before finally uttering the word.

"Little sister, what's wrong with you? Dressed like that, and still talking about being Master...?" My sister had been kneeling by the bed, but now she stood up, and I could finally see her clearly. She was wearing a pink short dress with an overly decorated apron over it, and a white lace hair tie. The most striking feature was her pair of white cat ears.

Seeing those cat ears instantly brought back memories—it was my birthday wish. This "cat-eared maid" was my sister dressed up to fulfill my wish. Noticing me staring at her, she lowered her head shyly.

"I'm not Master's sister, meow. My name is Ruoye, and today I'm Master's maid. Ruoye will serve Master wholeheartedly, meow." My sister... no... Ruoye finished speaking, then winked playfully and clasped her hands together, making a beckoning cat gesture.

"Wholeheartedly?" A series of images flashed through my mind... I unconsciously swallowed.

"Yes, everything about Wakaba belongs to... Master. Please, Master, give me your orders, and Wakaba will do anything for you... Meow." She lifted her skirt and slightly bent her knees. This action made it even harder for me to control my reason. Wakaba had somehow gotten this maid outfit; the lace seemed to cover the entire garment without any expense, revealing most of her breasts. Between the two white, tender hemispheres was a deep cleavage. If she took off the apron, even more would be revealed; her breasts seemed ready to burst from their overly wide... The large neckline seemed to pop out, and the tight cut accentuated the younger sister's curves. Her maid outfit's short skirt only reached a third of her thigh. As she lightly lifted the hem, it revealed the panties covering her secret garden—thin, light, pure white panties tightly hugging her crotch. What I initially thought were ordinary stockings were actually secured with alluring, sexy garter belts. The pink stockings clung tightly to her thighs, a sight that sparked endless fantasies.

"Ugh… Brother… Master is so lecherous!" The younger sister, realizing her exposure, pulled her short skirt down. Although it covered her front, from this angle, it was clear that the hem of her skirt had ridden up completely, revealing a breathtaking view from behind. I found it difficult to suppress my wicked thoughts.

"Wakaba, don't move."

"Yes, Master, what are your orders, meow...?" The younger sister's movements seemed to freeze, remaining bent over, her buttocks raised, her hands pressing down on the front of her skirt, her expression full of confusion, unaware of her "master's" wicked thoughts.

"Keep this pose, then turn around."

"Okay... Master... Ah..." The younger sister's face flushed red in an instant, she swayed her body somewhat awkwardly, her porcelain doll-like face as red as a ripe apple.

"Wakaba, what's wrong?"

"Master, this... is embarrassing..." "

But Wakaba, you said you were willing to do anything for Master."

"But brother... Master... if this..." She gripped her skirt tightly, her body swaying from side to side.

"How about this?" I said with a smile, and she answered hesitantly,

"It will let Master...see my...panties..." Her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz, but it still reached my ears clearly. I was determined to tease her a little; her shy expression was more alluring than I had imagined, making me want to bully her even more.

"What?" I asked.

"My panties...will be seen by Master..." She raised her voice slightly, but lowered her head even further, the blush spreading to her pink neck.

"A maid should obey Master's orders, shouldn't she?"

"But..."

"The maid my sister found is so disobedient; she'll be very upset if she knew."

"I understand...Master...Wakaba will do as I say..." She took a deep breath and then slowly turned around.

Just as I expected, the slightly puffy hem of her skirt rode up high, revealing her tight-fitting bottom completely exposed to my eyes. The style of those panties was beyond my imagination. Besides mini skirts, do mini panties even exist now? The thin, cicada-wing-like panties barely covered half of her pert buttocks, revealing a deep cleft, and the panties were slightly tucked between her buttocks, forming a shape that made me feel a little embarrassed.

*Gulp...*

I stared wide-eyed, my gaze unwavering. As if

she could feel my burning gaze, she said, "Master, you're staring like that... it feels strange, I'm so embarrassed..."

"Let Master look a little longer... just a little while longer..."

"I know... brother... Ruoye will... endure it..."

she said. But as I admired her beautiful buttocks for longer, beads of sweat began to appear on the back of her neck and thighs. Her legs kept twisting, and her mini-panties, soaked with sweat, became even more transparent. Her uneasy twisting only made the fabric clench tighter between her buttocks, making it resemble a tight thong, exposing most of her buttocks. I could even see a small hill-like bulge between her thighs.

"Brother... is it alright? Ruoye... Ruoye is so shy... being stared at like this by Master..."

She seemed unaccustomed to calling me "Master," always alternating between "brother" and "master."

"Wakaba, if you feel awkward calling me 'Master,' it's okay to call me 'Brother.'" I thought if my sister could relax a bit, she might be more comfortable.

"Okay, thank you, Brother...Master." She smiled brightly, slightly forgetting the awkwardness of me admiring her beautiful curves.

"Didn't I say calling me 'Brother' would be fine?"

"Well...Wakaba thinks calling me 'Master'...Brother would be happier..." My sister seemed genuinely eager to be a perfect, competent cat-eared maid, which deeply moved me.

"Wakaba, you can put your skirt down now, and turn around."

"Yes, Master Brother." She turned around, gently pressing down on her skirt with both hands. I suddenly felt a little regretful; such a beautiful sight could never be tiresome.

"Come closer to me, Wakaba." I sat on the bed and beckoned to my sister.

"Okay, Master." She came closer to me, and I gently patted her cute little head, smiling as I said,

"Thank you for taking good care of me today, Wakaba."

"Okay, Master!" Her expression instantly brightened, as if she were genuinely happy.

"I'll change my clothes. Breakfast is ready, right?"

"Yes, Master, Wakaba has prepared breakfast. Today's breakfast is bacon, egg, and toast, meow." I tried to get out of bed, but my sister was standing not far from the bed. I didn't know what to do, because my eyes had already been admiring my sister's shapely buttocks since early morning. "Morning

Wood" was even more muscular than usual...

"Wakaba, you can go down now. Master wants to change my clothes."

"Um, Master..." Her skin was as thin as paper; she blushed instantly.

"Hmm?"

"Helping Master change is also a maid's job... Please let Wakaba... serve Master..." She said, her face flushed and her head lowered.

I said, sis, why did you use the word "serve"? The moment she uttered the word "service," my mind was instantly filled with a mixture of bestial and lustful fantasies. My desire had almost broken through the fragile line of reason. The sister in front of me meant nothing more than a simple woman to me; the ethical relationships of sister, family, and so on were thrown to the back of my mind.

"Hmm..." I nodded, tacitly approving of my sister helping me change. I stood up, unconcerned that my impressive physique was bulging against my striped pajama bottoms.

My sister's slender fingers unbuttoned my blouse. I could almost feel the heat emanating from her face. The desire to pull her into my arms made my hands tremble uncontrollably. I was now nothing more than a beast in human skin. When the shackles of reason broke, the first prey was naturally the sister who had made me such a beast.

Her actions of taking off my pajamas and putting on a loose t-shirt were relatively normal, but the next task was troublesome: changing my pajama bottoms.

"Ah..." Her pretty face showed some confusion, because her action of taking off my pajama pants encountered a severe obstacle. She gently pulled up my waistband with her fingertips, then over the high mound, and pulled the pajama pants off.

I didn't expect her to be so brave, but judging from her expression, the fact that a man's penis was only separated from her face by a layer of cotton cloth still made her very nervous and ashamed, especially since the owner of this penis was her brother, whom she spent every day with but who was not related to her by blood.

If taking it off wasn't the problem, then putting on my jeans was the real challenge. My sister was really racking her brains. The difficult jeans made her cheeks sometimes inadvertently brush against my penis. I could feel the burning temperature of her cheeks, which made it harder and harder for me to control myself. At this time, she also encountered a huge problem—how to zip up the pants?

"Hmm..." Her gaze shifted, sometimes focusing on the bulge in my crotch, sometimes turning her head away, and her jade hands sometimes rising and sometimes falling.

"Master... could you please calm down and let Ruoye help you change?" she pleaded, but her teary eyes only made my penis even more aroused, burning hot and ready to erupt.

"How could that be possible?" I said with a wry smile. She stared at my penis like a cat eyeing its prey, then swallowed hard before extending her slender finger and gently, tentatively, touching my shaft.

"Ruoye will help Master's little brother shrink. If it makes Master uncomfortable... please forgive me..." She knelt before me, her hands on the ground, looking up at me like a puppy.

"Well... Ruoye is starting..." She reached out her hands, caressing my penis with utterly unskilled movements, from the base to the glans, then gently rubbing the glans with her fingers, her thumb swirling around the urethral opening. Being served like this by my sister felt like being in heaven. Although I should be thankful that my sister's technique was poor, at least it proved that she hadn't been fooling around with other men outside. Her slender fingers should be very nimble, but under the mix of tension and shame, her technique was stiff and failed to arouse me

. "Strange, why..." My sister cupped her palms and stroked my penis, she was indeed masturbating me. I gritted my teeth, not wanting to fail under this clumsy technique.

"What why?" I asked curiously, actually trying to distract myself.

"Why doesn't brother... ejaculate... ejaculate white... semen..." she said shyly, her finger movements slowing down. She rubbed my penis without understanding, but I deliberately suppressed the semen she longed for.

"How did you know... um... I'd ejaculate?"

"Master... don't say things like that... I'm so shy..."

"You're already masturbating me, what's there to be shy about?" I teased her. She turned her head away, but her hands didn't stop moving.

"I'm a maid... serving my master is my duty... if master..." Her words were abruptly cut off, and she lowered her head, remaining silent.

"If master what?" I asked curiously. Actually, having my sister masturbate me was already very satisfying, and I didn't ask for anything more.

"If master... wants to do that kind of thing to Wakaba... Wakaba can... endure it..." My sister made a rather shocking declaration that stunned me.

"Sister... isn't this... inappropriate?"

"It's okay, because I... I like... my brother... so..."

"Don't joke around, we're siblings!" I said, but the one who most wanted to cross that ethical barrier was probably me.

"I don't care about those things... I don't want a boyfriend, I don't want to dress too pretty... it's all because... because I like you, brother... so..." She stared at me with teary eyes, her cuteness surpassing anything before.

"I understand, Ruoye, do as you wish, brother... no... Master will cherish you." Yes, if my sister has already said this, what's the point of me insisting? We... have no way out.

"Master, you don't have to hold back, it's okay to ejaculate as much as you want, brother... it's okay if you get it on me..." Ever since my sister confessed, her words have become much bolder, but with such poor hand skills, how could I possibly ejaculate? This would only fuel my lust, but without an outlet, I gave a new command.

"Sis... your technique is too poor. Even if you wait another half hour or an hour, Master won't be able to ejaculate."

"How could that be? Then Master... if I use my lower hole..." She shyly turned her head away again. I couldn't imagine how much courage it would take to offer up her private parts, especially since the possibility of her being a virgin was very high .

"No, no! You can try other places... like your mouth or your breasts..." I instructed her verbally. After all, going to bed directly with my sister was still too stimulating for me.

"Ruoye... I understand." She pulled down her panties with her hand, and my penis sprang up like a spring. A few drops of clear liquid dripped onto her nose and lips. My sister reflexively licked away the water droplets, but then shyly wiped them away with her palm, wetting her lovely face.

"Master...Wakaba is starting... um..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the younger sister began licking my penis like a kitten. Perhaps the few drops of semen she had just swallowed excited her. Her tongue aimed at the urethral opening, and with each drop of fluid that seeped out, she immediately swallowed it, becoming increasingly excited and licking faster. Her clumsy tongue, like a cat's, brought a pleasure completely different from that of hands.

"Um... umm..."

"Ugh..." Although the younger sister's tongue skills were just as poor as her hand skills, the sensation brought by her wet tongue was completely different from that of fingers. Compared to before, this time she was truly climbing step by step towards the peak of orgasm.

"Sister...you can put Master's little brother in your mouth, it will make Master feel even better."

"Um...I know...Wakaba will do it..." She thought for a few seconds, then put my penis in her mouth. I could feel the younger sister's soft mouth and her rapid breathing.

"Mmm...so good, it feels completely different..."

"Mmm...mmm..." Her eyes were fixed on me, like a child seeking encouragement, but when our eyes met, she shyly looked away. I could only pat her head as a reward, and she licked even more vigorously, her soft tongue swirling around my penis in her mouth, using the tip of her tongue to guide the shaft to the walls of her mouth, then sucking and blowing. Compared to her hand skills, my little sister seemed to be slowly getting the hang of oral sex, and I was brought to my peak.

"Mmm...sis...wait! Slow down! I can't take it anymore...mmm!"

"Ugh~~!" My penis ejaculated a large amount of semen, which landed on my sister's face, mouth, and clothes.

"sis...I'm sorry, are you alright?" I looked at my sister, who was still a little shaken, covered in sticky fluid. She came to her senses and shook her head at me.

"It's nothing... I was just a little startled because it was the first time I'd seen my brother's semen... There's so much... so thick..." She scooped up the semen from her face and examined it closely, her curious yet shy expression incredibly cute.

"Wakaba, your oral skills are quite good."

"Master, it makes me sound like I'm lewd and obscene..."

"But I really felt good."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master... I'm happy that you felt good."

She said, blushing, her face still covered in some semen that hadn't been cleaned off. Her innocent face was now stained with the lewd liquid, making me even more excited. I felt a surge of heat rapidly flowing into my penis, and it was indeed slowly becoming erect.

"Wakaba... no, sis... we..." I hesitated, wondering if I should ask that. Although I hadn't said much, my clever and perceptive sis had already figured out my intentions.

"Yes... Master, if Master wants Wakaba... Wakaba, you can..."

"Then... Wakaba, lift up your skirt first."

"Yes, Master..." She moved slowly but surely, pinching the hem of her skirt with her fingertips, slowly lifting the short skirt. Compared to her previous initiative in raising her buttocks, this action tested her sense of shame even more. She lifted the entire hem of her skirt, then gently bit the hem with her pink lips. Although tears of shame reflexively welled up in her eyes, the younger sister did not lower the hem.

The skirt was really too short. The younger sister bit the hem of her skirt, and under the skirt, not only were her underwear exposed, but also half of her waist and her cute little belly button were presented in front of my eyes.

The panties barely covered my little sister's private parts, specifically the apex of her triangle area. I could see the upper part of her genitals and the shape of her pubic bone, along with a few strands of black pubic hair. I gently extended my fingers and lightly stroked her genitals. She suddenly convulsed violently and let out a muffled groan.

"Mmm!"

Her genitals were already a little wet... I couldn't tell if it was sweat or vaginal fluid. The entire panty had become extremely transparent, tightly covering her pubic hair and genitals. The sensation was crystal clear; her lower body was practically naked, exposed before me.

I gently stroked her genitals again, and this time she trembled even more violently. I gently pulled her panties up a little, revealing the indentation of her genitals. The shape of her labia majora was only covered by the thin membrane called panties. I gently pinched her labia, and she trembled and swayed again.

"Mmm... Master... Brother... Don't... Don't play with me like that..." she complained in a soft voice, which only made me want to abuse her more, having the opposite effect. My fingers kept rubbing her labia and clitoris, and I made her labia stick to the fabric of her panties, the sticky fluid on the fabric making the panties offer no cover.

"Ugh... Mmm... Haaah..." My sister kept panting, her rapid breathing and twisting, trembling body, her struggling appearance of wanting to resist but also wanting, made me caress my sister's garden even more attentively.

"Hoo ah... Mmm... Humph!"

I gently pulled down one side of my panties, and my sister's labia were already half exposed. She didn't notice, she just squinted her eyes and endured the waves of pleasure that came like a tide. I pulled the fabric open, and my fingers stroked down from her mons pubis. When the tips of my fingers touched her pubic hair, her body trembled. Then I used my rough fingers to pry open her labia and gently stroked the little bud beneath her pink skin.

"Mmm... Ahh... Brother... Master... Over there... How could you... Ahhh~!" She seemed to be complaining, slapping my back with her small fists. Under my direct attack, her fists were like mosquito bites, causing no harm and unable to stop my invasion.

I pulled down the other side of her panties, pulling her thin trousers down to between her knees. Now my little sister's little sister was completely exposed in front of me.

"Don't look... I'm... so shy..." She covered her face with her hands, but peeked at my every move through her fingers. Her lower mouth opened and closed, and when my fingers got close, I could feel her private parts pressing against my fingers. Really... a very standard "saying no with her mouth, but her body is very honest."

I stroked her private parts rhythmically, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Her moans and cries were in sync with my movements. When my fingers probed deeper and rubbed longer, the moans became more rapid.

"Haaah... um... strange... um... so hot... huff... haa..."

I stopped, used both hands to push my sister's hands away from her face, then pressed her down to the ground, so that her face was only a few centimeters away from mine. My breath would ruffle her hair, and her breath would stir my heart at that extremely close distance.

"Brother...

brother...? Uh... um..." I sealed my sister's mouth with my own lips, of course. I gently pinched her nose, making her open her mouth naturally. Her tongue seemed to resist my tongue, moving incessantly, unaware that this would make both of us even more excited. Sure enough, the initial resistance quickly turned into our tongues intertwining. After a while, I released her mouth, and she gasped for breath, like a drowning person.

"Brother...do you know?"

"What?"

"That was my first kiss..." Her eyes were on me, and a strange smile was on her face.

"Then...do you feel sorry?"

"No, because I want to give all my first times to you, brother..." She hooked her arms around my neck, and then pressed her pink cherry lips to my mouth. Our saliva was exchanged through our tongues, as if we had lost each other, we seemed to have become one.

"Master, this is Wakaba's breasts...please enjoy them, Master..." I don't know when, but she unbuttoned the collar, and her apron was loose, just hanging on her clothes. Her fair breasts peeked out from the opening of her clothes, and her slightly pink nipples stood erect like small cylinders. I gently took the entire nipple into my mouth, my tongue circled the areola, and I gently bit the nipple with my teeth.

"Ah! Master, don't bite... Wakaba's afraid of pain... Ugh... Ahhh..." Every time my teeth touched her nipples, I could feel her body trembling. My other hand supported her breasts, and I kneaded her nipples with my thumb.

"Ugh... Ahh... Ugh..." Her hands tried to push my head away from her breasts, but when my tongue circled her nipples, her strength quickly vanished, only managing to mess up my hair.

"Ugh... Brother... Master... Don't do that... Hahhh..."

I took a deep breath... First, I used a little force to knead her nipples, and then roughly kneaded my sister's round breasts. Half of my body pressed against my sister's, and I gently bit her ear. My sister groaned, and then began to kiss my neck. I realized the time was right, so I lowered my waist and slowly moved my penis forward.

"Brother..." She suddenly stopped, and although there were tears in her eyes, she had a happy smile on her face.

"?"

"Be gentle..." She lifted her upper body and gently kissed my ear. I thrust my hips forward, inserting the tip of my penis into my sister's vagina and rubbing it up and down. The tip of my penis was wet with her juices and became shiny.

"Mmm... Brother's penis... is so hot..."

"Sister... I'm going in..." She nodded at me, and then I thrust hard, my penis immediately entering my sister's vagina. She gripped my back tightly and made a crying sound.

"Ah! Mmm... It hurts... Brother... It hurts... Ahhh..." My sister's vagina was narrow and tightly connected to my penis. The thin barrier seemed to have been broken through, but her intense reaction made me a little reluctant. When I tried to pull my penis out of my sister's body, my expression seemed to reveal a hint of something. My sister hugged me tightly, pressing my chest against her breasts.

"Don't go out... Little sister... will... endure it..." I kissed her forehead and licked away the tears from the corners of her eyes with my tongue. I held her tightly, as if I could share some of her pain. My waist slowly thrust in and out. I could feel my little sister's lips turning in and out, but I didn't care. I only wanted to make my little sister's first time as pleasurable as possible and less painful.

"Ugh... umm... haaaah... it hurts... haaaah... it hurts!"

I'm sorry... hearing my sister's cries made me feel guilty. Is it this painful for a girl to lose her virginity? Her expression was a little distorted, but this did not diminish her beauty and cuteness. Instead, it added a touch of seductive mature charm.

"Haaaah... brother's rod... so hot, so burning... umm... umm... ahhh..."

As if gradually adapting to this rhythm, my sister's pain was gradually replaced by pleasure.

"Ugh... Brother... Harder... More... Inside... Ugh...!"

I used all my strength, as if I never needed to use my waist again.

"Ugh... My vagina is so tight... This feels so good... I'll be there soon."

"Haa... Don't say things like that... I feel so embarrassed... Haa ugh..."

My sister turned her face away, but I could feel her vagina tighten even more, almost pulling me to the peak of orgasm. I thought those erotic novels about being excited and orgasming because of shame were lies, but I didn't expect my sister to be like this. This made my little devil completely awaken. I recalled the methods in the novels and bent my sister's body upwards, putting her legs on my shoulders. This way, my sister could see my penis thrusting in and out of her vagina. Sure enough, my sister's pink fists immediately came at my face.

"Brother...ah...why are you doing this...over there...so embarrassing...ahhh..." The little sister resisted with her mouth and movements, but her vagina gripped my penis tightly as if sucking it in. I didn't have any difficulty thrusting in or out; each thrust only brought out more of her vaginal fluid, stained with a few drops of red thread.

"Sister...look carefully...brother's penis is going in and out of your body..." Okay, I know this is a very old-fashioned dialogue, but its effectiveness on my "should" be very pure little sister is almost on par with the female characters in those novels.

"I...don't look...ahhh...brother...don't thrust like that...uhhh..."

"Sis, does it feel good? Can you hear the sound? That's the sound of your brother's penis moving inside your body..."

"Don't say that... Ahh... It's so embarrassing... But... It feels so good... Mmm... Brother's penis is so hot... Inside me... In and out... Mmm..." Sis said lewd lines, her tight pussy sucking on my penis, making me completely unable to hold back.

"Sis... I'm going to cum... My semen will shoot inside your little sister, and the white semen will fill your cunt completely..."

"Mmm... I want to... I'm coming! Brother makes me feel so good... Ahh... Brother cum inside... I want... I want to have a baby... I want to have brother's... baby... I'm coming! I'm coming, ahhh... ahhhhhh!"

"Mmm... Ohhhh... ahhhhhh!" I echoed my sister's ecstatic screams, and then her body went limp on the bed. I laid her down and lay beside her, panting.

"Brother... I cummed so much... My belly feels so warm... It's so full."

"Sis, don't say things that make your brother so embarrassed."

"Brother just said a lot of things that make me feel very ashamed... Heh~~!" She stuck out her tongue at me, making a cute face. I quickly turned over and took her soft, flower-like tongue into my mouth. After a while, I let go.

"Brother, you're so naughty... I'm going to..." She turned to the side, covering her body with the blanket.

"Again? Oh... You want to make love with your brother again? You slutty little sister... Let your brother punish you properly!"

"Ah~~! Brother, you're so mean! I'll be... I'll be ruined by your brother!" Although she said that, after some playful fighting, it was my sister who was riding on top of me. She bent down, her breasts pressed against my chest, and I could feel her two hard nipples pressing against my chest.

"Brother..."

"Hmm?"

"Tomorrow, I'll be your maid, brother..." After she finished speaking, she pressed her pink lips to my lips, leaving me unable to answer, and naturally unable to refuse.

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