The Night Raid on Saratoga

I knelt awkwardly on the ground, pressing my ear against my wife's lower abdomen, trying to hear more clearly
but afraid of pressing on her.

"It sounds like he's moving?"

Maybe it was just my imagination, but I felt like I could really hear the rhythm of the little life under my wife's belly.

"Maybe he's calling you 'Daddy'." My wife smiled and stroked her lower abdomen, her face radiant with
maternal glow.

"Really?" I adjusted my position slightly to catch more sounds. "Why do I feel
like he's kicking me?"

"Maybe he thinks you're bothering him, Daddy?"

My wife answered with a smile.

"No way, I haven't been intimate with you for months because of him."

I got up and sat back down next to my wife.

"Hmm... but Admiral, could you please stop your hands for a moment?"

My hands were currently roaming back and forth across my wife's breasts, from peak to peak, back and forth.

"Wife, have your breasts gotten bigger again?"

I leaned close to my wife's ear and nibbled on her earlobe. My wife's earlobes were slightly cool, like holding
a piece of jade in her mouth.

"Ah...don't do this..."

My wife leaned against me, her weak body struggling slightly.

My wife is so cute.

I hugged her from behind, my hands reaching around to her chest, my index and middle fingers pinching her nipples, gently
kneading them.

"Admiral, not now...um..."

"I wonder if any milk will be squeezed out?"

I increased the pressure slightly, my fingertips sinking deep into my wife's soft breasts. My wife's elastic breasts
changed shape under my kneading, and her pink nipples became erect.

I really want to devour my wife.

I freed one hand and reached down to my wife's crotch.

"It's already a little wet, my wife, you want it too, don't you?"

My wife's plump thighs tightly clamped my hand, rubbing against my caresses.
Rubbing against my wife's delicate, smooth skin, I reached into my wife's flower garden. My wife's flower bush was warm and damp; a gentle
touch revealed the moisture on my fingertips. "No, you can't go in..."

My wife, with a strength she didn't know she possessed, pushed away my groping hands, tightly protecting her already overflowing
flower bush .

"Anywhere else is fine, but not there..."

My wife's head lowered with her voice, her burning cheeks turning a lovely pink.

I withdrew my hands, having enjoyed the benefits, and embraced my wife.

"You'll definitely be a good mother."

"Really?"

My wife turned to look at me, the blush on her face from my caresses not yet completely faded.

"Mmm." I smoothed the strands of hair on my wife's face that were damp with sweat. "I love you the most."

"Me too, I love the Admiral the most."

My wife rested her head on my chest, her golden hair brushing against my chest, making the love in my heart almost
burst forth.

"Go to sleep early."

"Okay."

I carefully tucked the blanket around my wife's feet as she lay down. She protested softly, "You don't need to take care of me like this,
I'm not a destroyer!"

"But you're cuter than a destroyer, aren't you?"

I leaned down and gave her a goodnight kiss.

"Ah!"

My wife closed her eyes because of my sneak attack, then blushed with embarrassment at her own awkwardness.

"See, so cute."

I couldn't help but tease her a little more.

"Ugh..."

My wife's sulking was also great!

"Well then, I'm going to sleep too." I lay down next to my wife and found her still looking at me with her cheeks puffed out.
"What's wrong?"

"Turn off the light!"

"Yes, yes." I leaned over and turned off the light. As I lay down, my
wife cheek.

"Admiral, you're cute too."

By the time I realized what she meant, she had already turned away.

I chuckled wryly and touched my cheek. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Perhaps because she was tired, my wife quickly drifted off to sleep. The steady breathing beside me made me feel
incredibly at ease, and my desire was calmed by love, turning into a sweet and peaceful feeling.

Just as I was drifting off to sleep, a cold draft suddenly swept through the blankets.

"Hmm?"

I was about to lift my head when a cold finger touched my lips.

"Shh, don't wake your sister."

"Garaga? What are you doing here so late?"

"Of course I came to see you, Onii-chan!"

Saratoga rubbed against me and pressed her head against my chest.

"Onii-chan?"

"Admiral, didn't you already marry my sister? So it's okay for me to call you Onii-chan, right?"

Saratoga's little head kept rubbing against my chest, her hair falling loose, making my chest
feel ticklish.

I turned over and let Saratoga lie down next to me.

"Don't use those kinds of names that are easy to misunderstand."

"Doesn't the Admiral like people calling you Onii-chan?"

Although I couldn't see Kaka's face clearly in the dark, her pitiful tone reminded me of the shy girl with the high forehead when we first
met , and my heart softened. "Calling me that is fine, but don't
call me that in front of others."

"Okay, Onii-chan!"

Kaka wrapped her arms and legs around me like she was hugging a doll, and her warm, girlish scent
wafted .

"So, what did you come to see me for?"

Although I already guessed why Kaka came to see me, with my wife lying right next to me,
it would .

"Hehe, Onii-chan, you're just asking the obvious."

Jiajia rolled onto me, pressing her well-developed breasts against my chest. She reached down and
grasped my penis.

"Admiral, it's been a long time since you've done it with your sister, hasn't it? You're getting so pent up down there."

Jiajia's cool little hand caressed my penis. The girlish scent emanating from her and her alluring
body made my penis stand erect.

"Isn't it inappropriate to do this here? Your sister's already asleep."

"As long as I'm gentle, it'll be fine."

Although I couldn't see Jiajia's face, I guessed she had a sly smile on it. Her

love of pranks really hasn't changed.

After my penis stood up, Jiajia lifted her thighs and clamped my penis between her legs. Her
thighs and calves, clad in stockings, were exceptionally smooth and delicate; a few rubs made my penis tremble with pleasure.

"Sister said the Admiral is a stocking fetishist, so how is it? Do my legs feel comfortable in stockings?"

"Hmm..."

I let out a satisfied sigh through my nostrils. Jiajia's firm, shapely calves and soft, delicate inner thighs
rubbed against my lower body, while she climbed on top of me like a cat, licking my nipples. Her
soft hair fell across my chest, and amidst the tickling sensation of her hair, the skillful and
wet touch of Jiajia's tongue on my nipples was particularly noticeable.

"Wait a minute, this is too stimulating, let me catch my breath."

Jiajia obediently stopped and climbed up a little.

"Want to touch them? Although they're not as big as yours, I'm still very confident in my breasts."

As she spoke, Jiajia puffed out her chest, her firm and perky breasts swaying with her movements, and the pink
peaks seemed to defy gravity, always slightly upturned, looking as delicious as cherries on pudding.

A soft, sweet scent enveloped me, and through Jiajia's soft breasts, I could feel her vibrant,
youthful heartbeat.

"My breasts are pretty good, aren't they?"

Jiajia asked, barely suppressing the stimulation.

"Great."

"Really?"

Jiajia smiled smugly, her alluring body writhing again, moving towards my lower abdomen.

She stuck out her small tongue, gently licking my penis like a cat drinking water. Her soft tongue rubbed against the
glans, the light, fleeting stimulation making my penis tremble involuntarily. She explored my
penis until the entire glans was covered in her glistening saliva.

Then she opened her small mouth, her soft lips taking my glans into her mouth, then gradually moving downwards, swallowing the shaft
.

I could clearly feel the movement of her throat, Jiajia's head bobbing up and down as she began to give me oral sex.
While sucking, she also had the leisure to lick my testicles with her cat-like tongue. The shaft was warm and wet,
yet the base of my penis felt unbearably itchy.

"Is it comfortable?"

Jiajia asked me between glancing up.

"So comfortable."

After receiving my satisfied reply, Jiajia lowered her head again, her two soft, boneless hands grasping my penis,
her small lips taking my glans into her mouth, her hands stroking while her tongue licked my urethral opening.

An electric-like tingling sensation ran through my entire penis, an uncontrollable tremor spreading from the shaft to the glans.

Noticing my state, Jiajia grinned mischievously and gripped the base of my penis tightly with her hand.

"Not yet, Admiral, it's too early."

Saying this, Jiajia pulled my hand and lifted me up, spreading her legs to reveal her lace panties.

"Admiral, help me take off my panties."

I obeyed, pulling the warm fabric, still warm from Jiajia's body heat, down her fleshy thighs, but it got stuck at
her knees.

I didn't say anything, but quietly slipped my fingers into her wet, hot vagina.

"Ah..."

Jiajia gasped in surprise at my sudden attack, then immediately covered her mouth with her hand.

"If you're too loud, you'll wake your sister, you know."

Jiajia nodded in humiliation. At the same time, I had completely removed her lace panties. She

had a good time playing pranks on me, huh? Now it'll be your turn.

Although I couldn't see my face in the dark, my malicious laughter made Jiajia whimper softly
.

"Ugh..."

I stuck my tongue into her already overflowing flower bush.

"Hiss... Ha..."

Jiajia gasped uncontrollably, her long legs in stockings wrapped around my neck, pressing my head
tightly between her wet and hot flower bush, her small feet pressed against the back of my head, the soft soles of her stockings rubbing against
my hair, making a rustling sound.

With my relentless efforts, Jiajia's honey pot was already overflowing, and Jiajia, who could no longer bear it,
extended an invitation to me.

"Admiral, please come in."

I pulled down my underwear, my rock-hard penis aimed at Jiajia's private parts.

Jiajia's honey pot contracted violently and pleasurably, gripping my lower body tightly, while her
pert little buttocks trembled involuntarily, the sensation traveling down to my groin. A warm, slightly electric sensation coursed through me, and
my movements quickened with Jiajia's panting.

Jiajia had long forgotten to cover her mouth, moaning loudly.

"Ah! I'm melting... Faster! Faster! Mmm..."

As the speed increased, the tingling, itchy stimulation transformed into a possessive pleasure. When I pulled out, I could clearly
feel inside, to the point of feeling a dizzying weightlessness.

Jiajia let out a long, drawn-out moan, yearning for satisfaction, wrapping her arms around my neck, arching her back in response to my movements. Her
tight lower abdomen pressed against me, the warmth intensifying the heat in my groin, yet also making me crave
the burning desire deep within her flower garden.

Inserting again, the warm inner walls brought me satisfying comfort. The folds of the inner walls rubbed against my genitals,
sending a tingling current through me and generating a strong urge to respond to the contracting tender flesh within.

I inserted my fingers into Jiajia's anus; the entry of the foreign object caused her anus to instinctively tighten, but the contracting muscles...
The flesh, however, guided my fingers deeper. I explored downwards and discovered that only a thin layer of tender flesh
separated . I could even touch my own genitals through that layer.

The stimulation of both holes made Jiajia writhe uncontrollably, but her swaying buttocks brought even
stronger . I rubbed the tender flesh between the two holes with my genitals and fingers. Her vagina and anus contracted and
writhed simultaneously, like two small mouths sucking on my genitals and fingers respectively.

Her already tight vagina became even narrower as a result. I thrust towards the oncoming pleasure, and the
warm, pleasurable friction was like a reef in a rushing stream, becoming the only thing my brain could perceive.

Jiajia responded to me, her legs clamping tightly around my waist, responding to my movements. Amidst her shy yet satisfied
moans, I finally reached my limit and couldn't control myself, letting my fluid gushed out inside her.

Unlike the emptiness I felt months after masturbating, I felt an indescribable
fulfillment . I lingered, savoring the afterglow in her warm vagina.

"Admiral? Gaga? You two seem to be having a lot of fun." My wife had

woken up sometime earlier. She sat up and looked at Gaga and me, still entwined.

"Wife?"

"Sister?"

Gaga shrank into my arms a little fearfully.

"Why aren't you asleep so late? Don't you have a mission tomorrow?"

"Waaah..."

Gaga's pitiful expression was so cute. I couldn't help but gently pat her back to comfort her. "I wanted to help
my sister too. She hasn't been able to do it with the Admiral since she got pregnant, and he must be feeling uncomfortable too."

I had thought Gaga's night raid was just a prank, but it turned out she was also concerned about her sister and me. It seems
that the mischievous Saratoga has grown up quite a bit.

"But you shouldn't come over so late."

My wife softened her tone.

"I was afraid of disturbing my sister."

"But you still disturbed her."

"I'm sorry..."

"And you, Admiral, you were also at fault for fooling around with Kaka."

"Huh?"

"As the secretary ship of the port, I must punish you both properly."

The lady said, propping herself up, most of her snow-white breasts exposed from the open neckline of her nightgown.

"You two better be prepared, my punishment is very... severe..."

[The End]

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