Damaged items

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Damaged Items (Damn it! Four sets of underwear are missing again...) During my vacation, I thought I'd tidy up my messy wardrobe, but I discovered that four sets of underwear were missing from the storage cabinet again. It's been half a year since two sets of underwear went missing last time, and the thought that it was a thief in the house made me increasingly angry. Since the only people living in the house besides me are my dad and brother, and my dad, with his philandering personality, doesn't lack female companions, the only remaining suspect is my brother. Conan's detective intuition made me decide to start collecting evidence. Sitting in the living room waiting for my dad and brother to go out for their own activities, I tiptoed upstairs and gently opened my brother's bedroom door. Unlike me, he doesn't usually lock the door when he goes out, so I easily sneaked into his room. However, after searching the wardrobe, I couldn't find any of my underwear. I thought maybe I had misunderstood him, but suddenly a small box under the bed caught my eye. Opening the box and what I found made my anger instantly reach its peak. (Damn! He stole so many sets! Damn it!) I was planning to use this evidence to complain to my dad about my brother's misdeeds, but it wasn't conclusive enough to be easily proven wrong, and my brother might even accuse me of framing him. On a whim, I decided to secretly record something on his laptop. But when I turned it on, I saw something even more shocking. (Uh… he used my picture as his desktop wallpaper… this guy's sister complex is really serious…) Because my dad and my late mom were both computer engineers, my brother and I both inherited that talent. So, in school, we were both top programmers in our departments, making hacking a home laptop a piece of cake. With at least three hours until he went to play ball and came home, my curiosity got the better of me, and I started checking what secrets he had hidden on his hard drive. Then I found a locked drive, like discovering a treasure trove. After trying the password a few times, it turned out to be my birthdate. Opening the folder and reading its contents filled me with both shame and rage. I never imagined he had secretly hacked into my laptop. The video files were all filmed from the side of the camera, and he watched me change clothes and sleep almost every day. (Pervert! Pervert! Pervert! I'm so angry!) My hands trembled with rage as I clicked on another folder. The video was a hundred times worse than the first one. This bastard had even installed a hidden camera in my bathroom, recording my entire shower and masturbation. (I'll make you pay!) I rushed back to my room, grabbed a USB drive from the drawer, and immediately sat down at the computer to start recording. I decided to record all his sneaky activities in the room in the same way. After confirming the malware was working, I pretended nothing had happened and restored his room to normal. Before my brother returned, I kept wondering how he got into my locked room. Suddenly, I remembered that the spare key in the living room had indeed been tampered with. I suppressed my anger and went back to my own room, pretending nothing had happened and reading an online novel on my computer. However, the sibling romance plot suddenly made me think of incest. After hesitatingly searching, I randomly clicked on an incestuous erotic novel about siblings. Unexpectedly, the provocative dialogue and metaphors of sex made me blush more and more as I read. I didn't realize that my fingers were doing something foolish while immersed in the article. The itchy and pleasurable feeling made me even more eager to insert my penis into my vagina. Suddenly, I realized that the laptop camera was broadcasting my face to my brother. The exciting stimulation made me want him to see more. The process of unhooking my bra made me blush even more with embarrassment. I squeezed my breasts with my hands and kept moaning softly. The text described the brother ejaculating thick semen into the young girl's body. The intense feeling of being ejaculated inside in the plot made me reach orgasm at the same time. Because this masturbation was in a completely different mood than before, the strong afterglow of the orgasm made my legs feel weak. It was only a few steps from the chair to the bathroom, but I had to lean against the wall to barely support my limp body. Sitting by the bathtub, I took off my underwear and rinsed my vulva, which was covered in vaginal fluid. Pretending to unintentionally face the hidden camera, I started showering, thinking that my brother might be watching me masturbate naked. This sudden thought made me spread my vulva open with my fingers in front of the camera. The urge to masturbate suddenly overwhelmed my thoughts, and my mind, filled with lust, made me reveal my slutty side without reservation. The pleasure from my fingers entering my vagina made me moan with pleasure, and after several orgasms, I collapsed to the floor, exhausted. In my hazy state, I don't know how long I slept, but I thought about how that bastard brother hadn't come to rescue me, wasn't he afraid his cute little sister would die from overindulgence? Looking back, I felt my behavior was both shameless and ridiculous. After washing my sweaty body, I returned to my room and sat in front of the computer, opening the information I had extracted from his laptop's camera using a Trojan horse. In the video, he was indeed secretly masturbating, but I never expected him to be using my underwear as a cover for his penis. A few minutes later, I felt my brother ejaculate, his sticky semen shooting directly onto my underwear. The shocking stimulation made my vagina instantly wet and itchy, and I suddenly had a lewd thought of being brutally violated by his penis. However, this incestuous relationship completely defied my reason. Watching my brother play with my bra in the video made me blush even more. His hands grabbing and kneading seemed to be fantasizing about playing with my breasts, which influenced me to rub my own breasts and fantasize about being played with by him. Suddenly, a knock on the door instantly pulled me back to reality. My brother's unusually soft call made me panic. I hurriedly grabbed a towel to cover myself and slightly opened the door, completely forgetting that the computer was still playing the video recording of his room. Since I was too tall to block his view into the room, I used a flat-screen TV as a monitor for better picture quality. My brother stared blankly at the video recording on the screen. Unexpectedly, he suddenly squeezed into my room. (You…) [How dare you record me…] (You dare say that! You stole my underwear first and then secretly recorded me sleeping and showering!) [I…] (You…) What should have been a one-sided revenge where I had the upper hand suddenly turned into a tense standoff. The silence between us made the atmosphere increasingly awkward. I don’t know where my brother got the courage, but he suddenly hugged me and kissed me. The intense passion that ignited in that instant caused the situation to spiral out of control. I half-heartedly retreated until I was pushed down onto the bed. The towel covering my body was easily pulled off by my brother before I could stop him. He then grabbed and caressed my breasts with his hands, and my thoughts were completely overwhelmed by the sweet touch of his French kiss. At this moment, the incestuous content of erotic literature suddenly surfaced in my mind, as if guiding me to indulge my thoughts and enjoy my brother’s love. My nipples were sucked and licked under his gentle kisses, and my vagina, stimulated by the teasing, was already leaking fluid. Lying limply on the bed, watching my brother undress, his erect penis appearing even larger in the dim light, filled me with shame at the thought of giving my virginity to him. Yet, my body reacted as if I were prepared. His gentle caresses sent electric shocks through my thighs, and under his guidance, my legs parted to receive him. Our bodies pressed together, making me feel even hotter. His glans pressed tightly against my vagina, slowly penetrating me. "[I love you so much…]" (Mmm…) Hearing his heartfelt confession, I hugged him tighter. After a feeling of fullness, my vagina was followed by a sharp, piercing pain. His glans penetrated my hymen, going even deeper. A complex mix of satisfaction and regret brought tears to my eyes. The intense thrusts brought no pleasure other than pain, yet my brother seemed pleased by the tightness of my vagina. After a few minutes of lingering, a surge of heat erupted within me, and only at the moment of ejaculation did I experience pleasure again. (Ah~?) [You're so wet and hot inside…] Watching him pull his penis, covered in semen and blood, out of my body, my vagina suddenly felt empty and lost, no longer stimulated by being stretched open. Then, seeing me aroused and using my fingers to pry open my vagina, my brother immediately pounced on me again and thrust his penis in forcefully. The second round of sex, without a moment's rest, made me feel intoxicated. Every thrust made me let out a soft, coquettish moan. I never imagined that sex could be so pleasurable. My decadent thoughts led me to continue changing positions to meet his demands. Since we both knew Dad wouldn't be home until midnight, we indulged in unrestrained sex four times in total. Finally, exhausted, we embraced and took a nap in bed. My brother seemed to hear the door open and immediately jumped out of bed and rushed back to his room in a panic. The incestuous relationship between the brother and sister, which unfolded in a bizarre way, naturally became a little secret between my brother and me. For almost every day off during that month, we secretly indulged in forbidden fruit, while at home we maintained a facade of incompatibility to avoid our father discovering our unusual, ambiguous interactions. However, this incestuous relationship had become solely about physical pleasure. To increase the excitement, I allowed my brother to give me oral sex and facial ejaculation. As my body and mind gradually degenerated, I even accepted his unreasonable request to have anal sex. After a passionate encounter, I leaned naked against my brother, acting coquettishly. Suddenly, I had a whim to watch the videos he had secretly recorded of me being fucked by him that month. My brother's answer, however, made me instantly freeze...I froze, completely stunned. I never imagined I'd been chasing the wrong culprit from the start. (You…you…what did you say?) [I didn't install the Trojan horse or the pinhole camera…it was Dad…those video files of yours on the hard drive were all given to me by him…] (No way…) A sudden knock on the door startled me so much I almost jumped out of bed. Dad seemed to have seen the live stream and come to confess, so he actually knew all along about my incestuous relationship with my brother. The atmosphere instantly froze, and the three of us fell into an awkward silence. But my natural physiological reactions were completely beyond my control. My naked posture sitting on the bed seemed to be a visual stimulus for Dad. Watching his penis gradually bulge noticeably in his crotch, I instantly felt my heart pounding faster and faster. My hands suddenly reached out uncontrollably and pulled down Dad's house shorts, revealing a penis even more magnificent than my brother's. My mouth, already used to oral sex, greedily took the glans in, but Dad seemed quite surprised by my wanton reaction. My brother, sitting on the edge of the bed, seemed to know what was about to happen. He wisely got off the bed, left the room, and closed the door. Then, my father confirmed again that I had taken the birth control pill as my brother had instructed, before he seemed relieved enough to straddle me and insert his penis into my vagina. His hungry eyes revealed a lust even stronger than my brother's. This completely unethical act of intercourse made my reaction even more aroused. My wanton uterus spasmed with excitement from the violent impact of his glans, and my penis writhed violently as my vagina contracted and gripped it tightly. "I'm going to cum!" (Hmm…I want Daddy's semen?) Waves of thick semen shot into my cervix, accumulating there. The ecstatic orgasm made me cling tightly to my father, kissing him passionately. The lingering afterglow made my body tremble with pleasure, and my alluring panting immediately made his limp penis hard again. Because my dad already knew from the recording that my anus had been deflowered by my brother, the sudden, intense pain of his penis thrusting into my anus made me tremble with pleasure. The burning sensation of his penis going in and out made my anus feel numb from the heat, and the internal ejaculation from the anal penetration completely plunged me into the abyss of lust. Lying paralyzed on the bed, feeling the thick semen slowly flowing from my vagina and anus, my dad pressed my head down and continued to suck and lick his smelly penis. Unexpectedly, my brother, who I thought was asleep, suddenly opened the door and entered. Without saying a word, he spread my legs and inserted his penis. (Eek...no...no?) My vagina, which had already experienced intense pleasure, was still in an abnormally sensitive state. The impact of orgasm kept coming under my brother's ravaging, and my almost delirious consciousness made my brain even more dizzy. I didn't even realize that I had been turned over and was now lying on top of my brother. The sudden, intense stimulation of my anus being stretched open turned my moans into wails. The unbearable pain of having both my father's and brother's penises inserted simultaneously inside me, the thrusting and churning of both orifices, made me cry out for mercy. Yet, the mirror on the bedside table reflected my lewd smile.

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