[Wuxia] The Emperor of Evil Desire (Complete) - 26

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That night, although I had sex with my brother, it seemed he and his wife, Chieko, had returned to their old ways.

Although I felt tricked, I could only silently watch everything unfold in their presence.

Of course, I hoped their relationship would improve; after all, they were my brother and sister-in-law.

And I knew perfectly well that I couldn't let my brother sleep with me again.

Fortunately, after that night, my brother seemed completely unaffected, interacting with me naturally, and Chieko didn't seem to have noticed anything about my relationship with him.

But about a month later, one late night, my brother came to my room again.

(Here we go again… I thought…) “Brother, what’s wrong? No!”

I had just finished watching a midnight TV program and was changing into my pajamas, preparing to go to bed.

I looked at him closely; he seemed to have drunk a lot and looked a little drunk.

“I lost track of time playing mahjong with my friends, and Chieko wouldn’t let me into the room.”

I couldn't help but think, this was going to happen again.

Even though it's none of my business, facing someone so prone to hysteria... Sigh! Am I really destined to just accept it like that night and sleep with him?

I thought to myself, and it's so late now.

"This... Brother... I think you should go back to your own room, it's more..." Though I said this, the passionate scene from that night kept replaying in my mind.

"It's okay! It'll be fine. Chieko herself said you should sleep with Sanae! If we change this double bed to a single bed later, you won't have this problem anymore!"

(What is my brother talking about? That thing that made me feel so good, he calls it a problem...) So they were just arguing about single versus double beds! I think my brother was planning to come here while they were arguing!

But ever since I saw my brother come here, I've really been tempted, and it's obvious he's also looking forward to it!

"Alright! Sanae, let me love you properly tonight!"

My brother whispered wickedly in my ear, his breath reeking of alcohol.

Ugh! This brother of mine always makes me lose control.

He had already ripped open my bra and was licking my nipples with his tongue. A moment later, he gently bit them with his teeth, and I cried out excitedly.

"Ah...ah..." A moan escaped my throat, and naturally, I slowly opened my legs.

But my brother didn't put his hands inside me.

He was just playing with my nipples.

"Oh! Sanae...you're such a cute little sister!"

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...but my sister-in-law..." My brother didn't answer me; he continued kissing my abdomen.

From my nipples to my breasts, then my abdomen and armpits, he licked my upper body again and again, and of course, pleasure coursed through my entire body.

I raised my hands, letting him suckle the hair under my armpits. As soon as I raised my hands, my brother, with perfect understanding, brought his lips close to my thick armpit and kissed me passionately.

"Ah...so good..." I couldn't help but moan again, and I boldly spread my legs, my waist beginning to writhe restlessly.

In just a short while, I was already burning with desire, hoping my brother would quickly insert his penis into my body and fuck me.

"Ah! Brother...the front! The bottom! Hurry...fuck me..." I pleaded breathlessly, while rubbing my brother's already erect penis with my hands.

Oh! This penis was hot to the touch! And it kept dripping sticky fluid, wetting my hands!

"Ah...ah..." My brother brought his mouth close to kiss my lips again, and I couldn't help but hum through my nose, while I was busy receiving the saliva from my brother's mouth. Ah...this pleasurable moment.

"Hey! Is it okay?"

Oh! I called out again, urging him coquettishly.

As I spoke, I got up, and my brother slowly lay back down. I hooked my legs around him and slowly climbed onto his body, then straddled him like a horse.

Lying face up, his erect penis stood straight between his legs. I impulsively grabbed the hot penis and shoved it into my already wet vagina.

Then I slowly sat down, letting it fully penetrate.

Oh! The feeling was even better than last time! I arched my back, placed my hands on the bed, and half-bent over, moving my body up and down, guiding the penis in and out of my vagina.

I kept thrusting and panting, while my brother below rubbed my full breasts with both hands, occasionally pinching my nipples.

His thick penis was stimulating deep inside my vagina, and combined with the excitement from the nipple stimulation, I was almost going crazy with pleasure.

Now I have complete control over this penis. With just a little effort, I can make it reach its peak. The same amount of vaginal fluid is constantly overflowing from the vagina containing the penis!

"Ah...ah..." I groaned, I had reached orgasm.

Of course, my brother had also ejaculated at this moment, and then we hugged each other tightly and slept like that until dawn.

My sister-in-law, Chieko, who was completely unaware of our affair, would sometimes send my brother to my room, and of course, we would have a great time every time.

The more we had sex, the more we wanted each other. I thought that if things continued like this, one day my brother would definitely divorce my sister-in-law.

Chapter 16 My First Time with My Brother - A Big Shock

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My brother is the closest person to me besides my parents. I discuss everything with my brother, including my studies and future plans.

My mother runs a shop at Aoyama Station, so she doesn't get home until after 10 pm every night. During the time when my parents are not home, I eat, listen to music, and watch TV with my brother.

When I was in my first year of high school, my older brother was already a college student.

One time, we went to the beach together, and something strange happened in the car.

Maybe it was the cold sea breeze, but on the way home that evening, I suddenly had a stomachache that wouldn't go away no matter what I did. The

pain was below my navel, probably in my intestines .

My brother immediately stopped the car and had me lie down in the back seat, massaging my stomach with his hands. Even so, the pain was unbearable.

His hands, which were massaging my stomach, were incredibly warm, and I suddenly wanted him to… “Brother, your hands are so warm, can you warm my stomach?”

I said, and he seemed hesitant. I was wearing a t-shirt and a mini-skirt.

Since my second year of high school, my breasts had grown larger, and that day I wasn't wearing a bra, which was probably why my brother was bothered.

Underneath my mini-skirt, I was wearing stockings that tightly covered my legs, so massaging from the skirt wouldn't be effective.

“Hey! Hurry! Warm it up inside!”

As I spoke, I forcefully guided my brother's hand under my miniskirt, hoping this would relieve the pain.

Looking at his confused face, I knew it was because I was still a woman, even though I was his sister. My stomach was throbbing with pain, like being pricked by needles.

"Brother... hurry up!"

I urged him angrily. My brother seemed to have made a decision, placing his hand on my abdomen.

"Ah... so comfortable..." Such warm hands.

"Getting cold!"

"Take a shower when we get home, maybe it'll help..." There was some traffic, and it took almost two hours to get home. Actually, during those two hours, my mind was in turmoil.

When my brother's hand touched my stomach, it was just above my pubic hair, sometimes even brushing against it. I had a strange feeling.

Although I had experience with masturbation, this was the first time a man had touched my stomach like this!

My brother was too polite to touch my pubic hair, let alone the area below it. For me, the pain was near my pubic hair! So I looked up again.

"Not there, just a little lower, yes, that's it..." My brother's hand moved down from there. He must have felt embarrassed at that moment!

"You haven't gone to the toilet for days, have you?"

"Hmph! So filthy! Saying things like that, can't you say something nicer?"

"There's no other way, there seems to be a motel over there, let's go check it out!"

"Quick... take me there quickly, I'm in so much pain, I need to go to the toilet."

After driving for about two or three minutes, we could see a large signboard flashing neon lights. I didn't know if it was a motel.

I thought it was just an ordinary hotel; once inside, there would be warm water for showering and a toilet. My brother drove the car into the motel.

The room inside was completely different from what I had imagined. There was a large bed, a sofa, and of course, a refrigerator and a TV. There were even pretty lace curtains hanging on the windows!

The motel madam came in with tea.

"Please enjoy yourself..." she said and then left. I quickly crawled into bed in pain. My brother was in the bathroom running a bath for me.

"Okay! Come in! Let's go upstairs!"

Hearing him say that, I quickly got up and went inside.

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't poop, so I kept going in the bathroom.

"Hmm...hmm..." I kept moaning, and then my brother came in.

"Want me to rub it for you?"

he said, rubbing my lower abdomen and back from behind. Although I was quite embarrassed, my brother wanted to ease my pain.

I was really grateful for my brother's kindness. His hands were just like they were in the car, directly touching my skin. If I needed to poop later... "If I poop..." "What?" "

I mean..." "Do you want to poop? If you really want to, then poop! I can stand the smell..." "I'm sorry! Brother..." I sincerely apologized from the bottom of my heart.

But no matter how long I waited, I still couldn't poop.

So I had to go back to bed, and my brother kept rubbing me.

I lay on my back with my stomach exposed, and my brother knelt by the bed rubbing me.

The hand that had only dared to linger on my thighs in the car was now reaching into my thick, dark forest.

My brother was silent, almost sulking.

It felt like there was something hard inside my stomach, and he was rubbing that spot hard. Suddenly, I passed some gas, and the pain seemed to lessen.

"A hot bath would be better! It'll make you feel better once you warm up."

He went into the bathroom, turned off the tap, and walked to the bed. He picked me up and started undressing me—my miniskirt, t-shirt, everything. I was left with only my underwear and stockings. He then put his hands under my armpits and carried me into the bathroom.

My brother's hands pressed against my breasts. I wondered how he felt. He must be pounding!

I thought.

After taking off my underwear, I got into the bathtub and started rubbing my stomach.

"Hey! Brother! Come in! Come massage my stomach."

I was surprised that I said that.

After saying that, my body suddenly felt like it was on fire. I think I was tempting him like that so I could experience the pleasure of being touched by my brother's hands again!

"Hey! What nonsense are you talking about? Are you asking me to take a bath with your big breasts?"

This time my brother was interested, so he took off his clothes, wrapped a towel around his lower body, and then got into the bathtub. At this point, there was no barrier between us; we were one. The thing

my brother was hiding under that towel was incredibly big!

"Hey! Anzi!"

my brother called to me.

"Huh...what..." As soon as I answered, I saw my brother standing under the showerhead, pulling out what had been hidden under the towel.

"Ah! You...you..." I couldn't help but turn my head away.

"Never seen one before! Take a good look! I don't just show it to people! I'll put it in your treasure, Anzi, later, okay?"

Wow! How scary! I couldn't help but peek at it sideways. When he squatted down, the water in the bathtub overflowed all over the floor.

My brother stood before me again, his large penis throbbing in front of me. I gradually became excited, staring intently at it, increasingly unable to control myself.

"Look... um... touch it..." At this moment, like a mindless robot, I actually did as my brother said.

"This! Kiss it."

I pulled it hard and kissed the glans.

"Um! Harder! Open your mouth wider."

I did as he said, finally shoving my brother's penis into my mouth.

My brother slowly twisted his waist, and the penis in my mouth began to move in and out.

"Put it inside Anzi, okay?"

my brother asked me casually.

"This..."

My

stomach pain gradually subsided due to the hot water.

Not only that, but perhaps because it was the first time in my life I had seen a man's thing and even touched it with my hand, it really shocked me, so in my haste I might have forgotten about my stomach pain.

The place my brother wanted to penetrate, as he had said, suddenly tightened, though not taut, but still a little painful.

My brother pulled me up and made me stand in the bathtub, then he himself slumped into the tub with a "thud," leaving my wet, dripping genitals completely exposed before him.

Then, he grabbed my buttocks with both hands, pressed his lips against my thick, dark forest, and plunged inside.

His tongue emerged from his mouth, and he passionately licked my genitals, from top to bottom, then from bottom to top, over and over again. When the tip of his tongue touched my clitoris, I felt a jolt throughout my body, and

cried out, "Ah!" My hips involuntarily twitched.

No matter how much I trembled, my brother's tongue continued its repeated movements from top to bottom and from bottom to top.

"Brother, no... Anzi can't stand anymore..." "Hmm! Hold my head tight, come on! Spread your legs a little wider."

"Like this, brother..." My brother forcefully thrust his tongue deep into my vagina. Oh! With the movement of his tongue, pleasure flowed throughout my body.

I couldn't help but hold my brother's head tighter and tighter, my body feeling as if it were floating in mid-air, unable to touch the ground.

My brother got up, picked me up, and carried me out of the bathtub, then used a towel to dry my wet body.

"Shall I put it in, Anzi?"

It's strange enough that the brother and sister are bathing together in the same tub, but for the brother to actually say he wants to put his manhood inside me is just... This isn't my responsibility—it's my brother's responsibility—if Mom finds out, I'll say it's all his fault! Still relying on my hands? How can that be pleasurable? [Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body, realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions, close to female physiological structure, for a more realistic experience... Inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, irresistible! Click to enter]

I was thinking like this.

Since I've made up my mind—my stomach doesn't seem to hurt anymore, replaced by a feeling of anticipation and excitement.

Although I had previously tried to justify my feelings, now I'll just blame it all on my brother! Now I'm actually impulsively wanting to try it out quickly.

As far as I know, several of my classmates have had this experience.

--Hey! Do you even know what intercourse is? Once you do it, you'll be hooked! It goes in right here, and your breathing will quicken! Imagine what it feels like to have something inserted from below—can you imagine? There's even a sound when it goes in! It's truly an ecstatic experience.

I don't know how to describe it. You know what that thing is? It's very long! Just like that "whoosh" insertion—just imagining it is enough to excite you for half a day! Let alone actually doing it—and although it's inconspicuous, it can even fit something as hard as an iron rod, unbelievable, right?

And once it's pulled out, it immediately returns to its original shape!

Isn't that cute? They always say things like that, as if they're trying to fool me into thinking I don't know what it's like. Actually, it's nothing special, is it?

But even so, I still fantasize that I'll have that day too, but who will it be with?

-- Narita-kun or Sano-kun?

When they showed me a bunch of photos of boys who wanted to get close to me, my brother's face always popped into my mind first.

I think I'd been hoping for something like this to happen back then!

And my teenage years were practically entirely dependent on my brother; maybe he'd always considered me the person he needed most. Of course, that included that kind of thing.

My brother carried me to the bed, and I hugged his neck tightly.

"Brother... I love you so much!"

I said, uttering what I often said.

"You rascal,"

my brother tapped my head with his chin. I was happy; if my brother really wanted to put his penis inside me, I decided to accept it wholeheartedly.

My brother made me lie on the bed. As he inserted his penis into my already wet vagina, my friends' faces flashed through my mind. At that moment, I wasn't thinking about being penetrated, but something else entirely.

(Finally, I've officially joined your ranks!

It went in a little bit, and I felt unbearable pain.

"Ah...it hurts..." I cried out in pain, pushing against my brother's chest with both hands.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt a lot?"

"Hmm..." "It's unavoidable. It hurts at the beginning, especially the first time. It won't hurt after that. Just bear with it..."

"Ah...brother..." I cried out, and to let my brother's penis go deeper, I arched my back to cooperate. Just as I arched my back to receive, it marked the beginning of my farewell to my virginity.

Finally, my brother buried his long penis all the way into my body.

I touched the part where our genitals were joined with my fingers. My brother's thing was inserted into my lower body without any excess.

I quietly anticipated the next pain, but my brother didn't move. Even though my brother didn't move, the fairy inside me was freely teasing that penis!

"What's going on? Anzi, there seems to be something strange inside you!"

"Really? You're talking nonsense!")

"Really, it's moving inside! Maybe you've given birth to a 'masterpiece' inside."

"Masterpiece? What's that?"

"Oh! A masterpiece is a masterpiece, a machine that can enhance performance."

"Who did you compare yourself to to know that, brother? How many people have you slept with? Three, five, or..." "

Hmm... how can I say that? But yours is the best, the absolute best..."

"So, do you love me?"

"Hmm... of course I love you!"

Through the thin membrane, I could feel my brother's thing breathing inside! Although this was my first time, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Could it be because we're siblings?

Brother, move! I'm looking forward to it!

Soon, my brother slowly pulled his penis out, then quietly inserted it again, then pulled it out and inserted it again, repeating this motion over and over.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"Hmm! It doesn't hurt anymore!"

Then he started thrusting violently.

"Slap... slap..." Just like my friends said.

"It hurts at first, which means the best is yet to come!"

I've already tasted the sweetness of this first time.

I honestly don't know how many girlfriends my brother has, and I've never had the chance to compare his sex skills with others. But from the beginning, my brother made it clear that he was determined to make me feel good today, so I believe his skills must be top-notch!

I arched my back to meet my brother's rhythm, and my legs involuntarily wrapped around his.

At this moment, pleasure filled my whole body, as if it were about to burst through my fingernails, as if something was crawling all over my body, making me spasm. Although my brother's penis was fully inserted into my private parts, my vaginal fluids flowed like a river, soaking my buttocks.

My large breasts also bounced like waves, and my whole body was soaked with sweat.

Afterwards, my brother helped me wipe the soiled parts and my buttocks, and the bed beneath me was already stained with a large area of vaginal fluid mixed with blood.

"As expected...as expected..." my brother said, wiping me with a wet wipe.

"You were serious about me, even though I've always wanted to do something big like this..." "Brother, you're really a hidden talent!"

"Hey! What did you say?"

"Have you found someone you want to do it with?"

"No, I haven't, and I don't really want to, but seeing all my classmates doing 'that' so enthusiastically, I thought I'd try too..." "Hmph! I'm different! I'm only willing because it's with you. It would be terrible if it were anyone else!"

"You mean you're not used to being naked like this?"

"Yeah! So from today onwards, I'm your girlfriend!"

"Hey! Want to take a shower? You can't go back on your word!"

I felt like I'd grown up in an instant. Just like I usually ask my mom to carry me, I asked my brother to hold me and take me into the bathroom. I held my brother's head tightly to my chest.

My brother excitedly sucked on my breasts again. Even though the balloon had just burst, the pleasure inside me was still like being inflated, filling every corner of my body. It

was already past eleven o'clock when we got home.

Normally, my parents would have been worried sick, but seeing that I was with my brother, they didn't have to worry at all.

Although I could be completely carefree as long as I was with my brother, everything changed after that night… I secretly chuckled at my unsuspecting parents!

I thought that from now on, whenever there was an opportunity, my brother would definitely woo me again. Of course, I was also very grateful to my brother for letting me become a real woman at the right time.

Chapter 17 The Pleader, My Heartbroken Father, Me

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I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, enduring the gnaws of intense lust. It was truly unbearable.

That unforgettable pleasure was stimulating my lower body, causing both pain and craving. The more I suppressed it, the more frantic I felt, and my lower body became completely hot.

Tonight, in pursuit of lust, my legs moved against my will and I walked towards my father's room. I opened the door, and then with a "whoosh," I slipped into my father's bed.

"Ah… Yoko, no…" My father cried out as if facing a life-threatening danger, refusing me. Actually, he didn't want to refuse me.

My father always thought that we were father and daughter, so once he faced this relationship, he might have a criminal mentality!

Despite this, the ambiguous relationship between us was like an addiction I couldn't break, which shows how alluring it was.

I didn't care at all what my father had just said, and still took off my underwear, then began to gently massage my father's body with my fingertips. Gradually, I felt the flesh between my father's legs slowly swelling.

I took off my father's pajamas, straddled him from behind, and cupped his penis to lick, then gently fed my thirsty honey pot with this erect penis.

Ah! A large amount of lustful fluid gushed out of my honey pot, and with this sticky fluid, my father's penis "glug" and went in.

Slowly...slowly, the penis was slowly advancing into the wet vagina, constantly rubbing against the vaginal walls—"Ah...ah...love me..." I breathed heavily, excitedly twisting my hips.

For me, my favorite person is my father—every time his penis enters my body, I become wildly confused and overwhelmed with lust. Each time, my mind races, and I become uncontrollably excited.

His thick glans is thrusting in with all its might.

"Ah...ah...great...so great...such a thick thing. Oh! I can't take it anymore."

I arch my back again in excitement and move violently, craving even more intense pleasure. I keep rubbing my vagina against my father's penis.

My father encourages me.

"Yoko...it's so great...it feels so good..." My father moaned as he reached out and grabbed my waist, shaking me vigorously up and down and side to side, pulling out and thrusting in again.

"Ah...so good...so good...Dad...faster...do it again..." I cried out as if in a dream. The pleasure flowed through my body like an electric current, and at the same time, my father kept stroking my body, making me weak all over.

In the caresses, my pleasure never stopped, and my father's penis inside me never went out.

To reciprocate my passion, Dad used all his skills, frequently using his fingers to stroke my pubic hair to enhance the experience.

His skillful caresses of my genitals brought me to a fever pitch, and I couldn't help but suck on his lips.

At first, I nibbled like a bird pecking at a branch, but then Dad responded, and we passionately sucked on each other's tongues.

We embraced, kissed, and made love intensely, our lovemaking a frenzy of carnal desire.

"Oh... my lovely Yoko..." Dad cried out excitedly, and I responded.

"Oh! My beloved Daddy! Faster... deeper... faster!"

My frantic moans escaped my excited body again and again, and with each cry, Dad's large, powerful penis thrust even deeper.

Dad arched his back and moved continuously, his large glans penetrating deeper and deeper. When he pulled his large penis out of my vagina, there was a "pop" sound, a sound that was incredibly arousing!

The penis that was pulled out and then inserted again must have been covered in my vaginal fluid. When my father thrust it in all at once, the hot pleasure made me arch my back and quickly meet his.

The lewd moans accompanied the thrusting of his penis, both of us giving it our all, whether arching our backs or colliding, panting heavily, groaning and crying out. With our pubic hair rubbing against each other, we both reached orgasm.

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The reason my father and I had this incestuous relationship had its origins.

My mother fell ill with cancer when I was in my second year of high school and passed away not long after.

My father was in great pain and grief, which I, as his daughter, found unbearable.

Afterwards, my father channeled his grief into his work, hoping to forget my mother. This made me even more heartbroken.

Then I graduated from high school and went on to university. I'm twenty years old this year.

After my mother's death, my father and I lived together, so we had a very close relationship.

The family business—construction—has been run by the third generation, and my father has always managed it smoothly. Because it's a business, the house and shop are located together.

"Hey...Yoko! Could you help out at the shop?"

Hearing my father say this made me feel content, because I could contribute something to the family, even if it was just answering the phone.

However, when I'm often out on business, it's impossible to leave the house unattended, so shortly after my mother passed away, we hired a female clerk to help. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Obayashi, who used to work for a top company but resigned to get married, did an excellent job.

Not only that, she often cooked for me; she truly is a virtuous wife and loving mother. Naturally, I'm very grateful to her.

"Even if I get married, I'll never be as capable as you!"

I exclaimed.

"No problem! Ms. Yoko is my junior from school, so..." Actually, Mrs. Obayashi was a classmate of the older sister of a classmate with a son, so we were alumni.

Just because she's my senior from high school, I often act cute and affectionate towards her, and even my dad has something to say about it.

"Yoko, don't always act so coquettishly towards Mrs. Obayashi—" Dad often scolded me like this, not entirely sincerely.

Mrs. Obayashi really did give off a very nice vibe.

(I really hope Dad can marry a woman like her as his stepmother.

I'm genuinely considering this.

My dad, only fifty-three and still full of energy, has become silent since Mom passed away. Of course, he wouldn't bring up this kind of thing, but my desire to bring them together is growing stronger.

"Dad, if you find a good woman, get married! I really agree to you getting married! It would be such a pity if you missed any opportunity—" "How can you say something like that? I have no fatherly authority at all. I don't want to do this right now, so don't worry about it."

We've had this conversation several times, but it's always fruitless.

Maybe it's because Dad still thinks I'm still a child!

But recently I've noticed some changes in Dad. I think he probably has a girlfriend he likes.

Because Dad has suddenly become more cheerful, and his appearance has changed.

"Yoko! I have something I want to ask you, is that okay?"

After dinner, Dad asked me solemnly.

"Ugh, Dad! Stop beating around the bush!"

I think I know very well what Dad wants to say.

It turns out the other person is a madam who owns a small bar.)

"Her? She's a very nice person. Of course, I should let you meet her sometime—" I heard she got married when she was thirty, but her husband passed away not long after, and she's been living alone for eight years ever since.

If this is the woman who has my father so infatuated with, then anything I say is superfluous.

To be honest, if she could provide my father with tender care, I could rest assured.

But then again, I still have some prejudice against her profession. In these eight years, she's been involved with different men. Is she really the good woman my father says she is?

I'm a little skeptical, and a vague sense of unease is creeping into my heart.

Since they met, my father has frequented her little bar every night, and on Sundays he rushes off excitedly to his dates.

As her daughter, I can't tell whether I prefer the quiet father who belonged to me, or the father who is now so dashing and belongs to another woman. I really can't say.

"Hey...Yoko...this is for you, it's a specialty from Asakusa S-Do!"

Even without being told, I could tell at a glance from the packaging that it was my favorite dessert, and it even came in various beautiful colors!

"Dad looks different lately! His complexion is rosy, and he looks younger and younger!"

I said deliberately, blinking at my dad. My dad smiled broadly after hearing that.

If possible, I'd like to meet the woman who brings my dad vitality and energy, and thank her.

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The relationship between men and women is far more complicated than I, in my youth, imagined.

Sure enough, my unease was well-founded; this matter was definitely not simple, and I suspected there was more to it than met the eye!

Actually, the madam my father was so fond of was the lover of one of his friends who had taken him to her shop. Apparently, my father's friend had introduced her to him because he wanted to break up with the madam.

To prevent my father from becoming too deeply involved, she openly revealed her relationship with his friend.

Betrayed by a friend he trusted, my father couldn't swallow this insult, and he became even more pathetic.

That night, after showering, I stood in the entryway wearing only a see-through shirt, waiting for my father to return drunk.

"You beast, how dare you deceive me, damn it!"

The door opened, and my father, vomiting, cursed and sat in the entryway, lost in thought… I didn't know what had happened between them! It was the first time in my life I had seen my father so distraught.

"What's wrong… Dad… don't be like this… cheer up!"

I cried out.

"Oh...this...is this the beautiful Yoko?"

he said, looking at me.

"Yoko, I was betrayed by a friend. That woman is that guy's lover, they actually..." Dad recounted painfully, clearly in great distress and sorrow. I saw a layer of glistening tears welling up in his eyes.

Of course, this was the first time I'd seen Dad so dejected, so I didn't know how to comfort him. I could only pat him repeatedly to hide my own panic.

I helped Dad up the stairs, then half-pushed, half-carried him, reeking of alcohol, into his room.

I think I understand the feeling of being deceived by a woman you like.

Then Dad mocked himself.

"At my age, I still managed to misjudge a woman. Sigh! Yoko! You must be shocked to see your father like this!"

Dad's face was full of sorrow, and as he spoke, he suddenly hugged me tightly.

I just wanted to comfort him like a child, so I took off my clothes and climbed onto Dad's bed.

I don't know what Dad was thinking, but I think he would hug me tightly again.

"Ah! Miharu, why did you... I... I'm in so much pain! Miharu—" He cried out the name of the woman who had deceived him, clearly still infatuated with her.

While calling her name, he suddenly pulled me onto his lap. I didn't even have time to resist; in an instant, my shirt was lifted, and my breasts, untouched by anyone, were soon filled with the smell of alcohol.

I thought my father was too grief-stricken to think straight. Would he really lay a hand on his own daughter?

My heart was churning. I truly wanted to soothe my father's wounded heart; I was willing to do anything.

With this thought in mind, I stopped resisting and let my father... He suckled my breasts again and again until he was satisfied—then Dad took off my panties and licked my thick pubic hair repeatedly and intensely with his tongue. At this moment, my juices flowed uncontrollably, thoroughly wetting my entire vulva.

Dad's tongue was forcefully thrusting against my labia, and as my pubic hair was lifted, I tasted pleasure.

His tongue subtly moved, weaving between my labia, teasing my clitoris from time to time; the indescribable pleasure had already numbed my lower body. Oh! At this moment, my juices overflowed like a spring.

Dad then gently and carefully licked my already moistened, budding labia, as if caressing a precious gem.

At this moment, pleasure flowed through my entire body, and I instinctively held Dad's head in my hands.

"Ah...ah...what's going on...Daddy..." These sounds actually came out of my mouth.

"Ah! No...stop...I don't want to..." I don't even know what I'm yelling, actually I'm just incredibly happy.

"Ah...Daddy...faster...harder..." Wow! Such bold moans.

This feeling was incomparable to the pleasure I usually got from masturbation. I wanted a more intense pleasure, so I pressed my entire labia against my father's face, burying his face completely between my legs.

No! Judging from this situation, my father didn't seem to know that he was caressing not his own daughter, but the woman who betrayed him; he just mistook me for Miss Harumi.

My

father's strong tongue was licking the very center of my vulva! Then he sucked on the fleshy walls beside the petals.

My father's kissing skills were truly superb; just that was enough to make me dizzy and my mind went blank. The only thing I didn't forget was to tightly clamp my father's head between my legs.

After my father had thoroughly licked my soft virgin territory and sucked up my juices, he seemed to feel much better, so he carried me, who was already aroused, to the bed.

After I lay down, he spread my legs and sucked on my genitals again. A "slurp" sound made my blood boil.

My father continued to suckle the overflowing vaginal fluid from my private parts. Even so, the fluid still soaked my buttocks, and my shirt was rolled up, revealing my round, full breasts. Of course, this alluring posture was a first for me, and my father's gaze gradually changed.

Because of my father's intense caresses, I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, closing my eyes and thinking about the thrilling sensations I had just experienced.

When I opened my eyes and saw my naked father and his shameful phallus, I was shocked.

It was much larger than I had imagined, and darker in color, hanging there like a large piece of flesh. Especially since it was currently erect, seeing its proud appearance, I couldn't help but touch my own pubic hair.

At this moment, not only could I not resist, but my father also excitedly pressed his body against mine, then forcefully grasped my large breasts with both hands, teasing and sucking my nipples with his tongue.

He sucked on the left, then the right, and kept kneading my breasts. Soon his tongue returned to my genitals, sucking on my labia and clitoris. As my father immersed himself in sucking my genitals, my vagina responded with a constant flow of vaginal fluid.

Watching him suck, the fluid seemed incredibly sweet.

Suddenly, my father grasped his penis and forcefully swung it across my face.

My face involuntarily turned with it; later I realized that my father wanted to insert it into me for intercourse.

But at first, I couldn't tell.

Perhaps it was because it was my father! How could I know that my father wanted me to perform oral sex on him to excite him!

While my father stroked my breasts with his penis, he slowly moved his legs between my open legs.

Now, my father was playing with my clitoris with his index finger, while simultaneously spreading my legs wider, then suddenly lifting them up.

My private area, which no one had ever seen before, was now completely naked before my father's eyes.

His eyes lit up.

He licked my clitoris again and again, and my juices flowed continuously. With the duet of his tongue and fingers, my lower body was already numb. He inserted another section of his index finger, and I felt a throbbing pain in my genitals, as if they were about to split open, causing my vagina to tighten even more.

"Come on! Relax! Don't be nervous!"

At this moment, Dad seemed to realize that he was having sex with his own daughter, not that madam.

Then Dad inserted two fingers, and a wave of pleasure washed over me. My vagina was ready to welcome his penis.

Soon, Dad's long-awaited glans slowly slid into the fully moist opening, advancing one centimeter, two centimeters.

Dad thrust and twisted his hips while continuously playing with my clitoris.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through me, and my body trembled. I couldn't help but arch my back and push towards Dad, hoping his penis would penetrate even deeper.

"Mmm...oh! That's great..." I couldn't help but moan.

With the rhythm of intercourse, our pubic hair pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other, sending waves of pleasure coursing through our bodies.

"Ah...so good...really...so..." Although this was my first time, I could completely enjoy being fucked. With each wanton moan, my father fucked harder, and I, of course, cooperated with him.

My hymen was probably already broken! Even so, I didn't feel any pain.

"Ah...ah...ah...so good...Daddy...faster...harder..." I never thought that I, tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, would moan so wantonly. But facing the huge penis inside me and the constant rubbing of my breasts, no one could help but moan.

My father kept pulling out and thrusting in, causing my juices to gush out like a spring.

"So good, so incredibly good, fuck me...faster...there...faster..." I gasped for breath, constantly asking for more caresses.

"Oh...Yoko...that...I'm going to cum!"

Dad breathed heavily, and after ejaculating, he lay down beside me satisfied. Unfortunately, I didn't reach a true orgasm.

Although the first time we had sex didn't satisfy me, that night, when Dad launched his second assault, we both reached orgasm simultaneously.

From that day on, I knew deeply that this was what I, at twenty, would have to face for the rest of my life. Because for Dad, sex would be indispensable in the long days to come, and on the other hand, having already tasted the sweetness of forbidden fruit, I was already burning with desire, unable to extricate myself.

Although Dad regretted committing adultery with his daughter afterward and had verbally rejected me, he still couldn't resist the temptation of my youthful body. He would always silently push me down, and then start by inserting his fingers, then sucking my genitals and breasts, until he reached orgasm through penile penetration.

After being deflowered by my father, I was completely unable to resist sex. I often begged him to make love to me because every night I felt hot and unbearably aroused from the desire for sex, so I asked him again and again.

Although I didn't know if my father was happy doing this, I was already addicted.

Chapter 18 I am a toy for two men

1

Today I skipped school again and wandered around outside.

Even if I went to school, it wouldn't have been of any use.

It would be more practical to find a way to earn some pocket money to spend.

So I went to a bar in Akasaka and worked there.

From noon until night, I played until late at night before going home.

But the notice that I often skipped school actually came to my house.

"My dear Keiko, you haven't been to school for several days..." Maybe the school teacher will call and ask that!

I'll deal with it if that happens! I can't worry about that now. But if this makes my mother sad and cry, that would also make me sad.

But once I'm in the lounge, all my worries disappear as long as I show off my breasts and dance with the guests. I'm so happy!

Most of the guests are middle-aged men, and they all seem to appreciate the bodies of young girls.

I weigh about 43 kilograms, and my breasts... well, they're just average. But even so, my firm breasts sometimes get compliments.

I can earn 3,000 yuan an hour dancing topless. Sometimes, when the music slows down, I go to the customers' tables and dance, and I often get unexpected rewards.

A man with a long philtrum was the first to shake my hand.

"Hi! Have a beer!"

As long as I smile and comply, they never forget to give me a tip. Some are generous, giving me a 1,000 yuan note, which I always stuff into the elastic band of my underwear, because it's the safest place for me topless.

Sometimes, some customers will say, "Oops! Wrong number, here you go!"

They reach into my underwear and stuff their hands into it. Some even go so far as to reach directly into my pubic hair, but I usually don't mind if it's not too excessive.

However, recently, someone actually took advantage of this and started plucking my pubic hair.

My pubic hair isn't very thick; these people are terrible! If they keep plucking like this, won't I go bald down there soon?

One night, I worked until after 2 a.m., and the income was incredibly good. Looks like I'm going to get ripped off tonight!

My boyfriend, B, picked up a thousand-yuan bill and smelled it.

"Wow! This smells like Keiko's baby,"

he said, so rude of him.

Even though I keep the money in my underwear, I don't think it smells bad.

B is currently studying at a photography school, and his current status is student.

Of course, relying solely on money sent from home isn't enough, so sometimes I share some with him, which makes it seem like I'm supporting a gigolo.

Sometimes I also act as his nude model for him to take pictures. But the photoshoots always take place in hotels, so is it a photoshoot or... you know? I'm confused myself.

He always says that giving me pocket money is not as good as having sex with me, because that's something money can't buy! Yeah

! Oh well! Anyway, this money comes from those middle-aged men, even though the price is that they have to stuff it into my underwear themselves.

If this money can help a young student, then... sigh! Aren't I a high school student myself? I guess I shouldn't think like this.

About a week ago, a bearded man with a business card came to my office, saying he wanted me to be his model.

After talking for a while, I learned that he was a model for a pornographic magazine.

"Oh! Do you still have that magazine?"

I asked him suspiciously.

"It's barely operating, but it's hard to find models..." So he took a liking to me, a dancer.

Humph! This bearded producer really has an eye for talent!

I went straight to the point.

"How much can I get paid?"

"It's not very good, but it only takes half a day, so I can get about 80,000 yen!"

Wow! That's more lucrative than my topless dancing! I proposed other conditions, taking advantage of this good opportunity.

"80,000 yen, hmm...okay! But I have a condition: if my friend takes the photos—" At first, he obviously disagreed, but he had to agree after my insistence.

The next day, B and I went to a luxury hotel in Shinjuku and successfully completed the photoshoot requested by the bearded producer.

B also received a considerable amount of payment.

"Thank you so much, Keiko! This is the first time I've ever had such a great job! Let me treat you to a nice meal tonight!"

Seeing B so happy made me happy too.

Since the photoshoot went smoothly and there was still some time before we had to hand over the room, we stayed.

The room was quite luxurious; it was the first time I'd ever been to such a luxurious room. After the publishers left, B and I went into the bathroom to shower and did it again.

Even the bathroom in this room had a recording camera.

So when we turned it on, B and I started doing it in the bathroom. When the recording paused and we adjusted our positions, the producer reached out and touched my sensitive areas. He touched me gently and experiencedly; he truly lived up to his reputation as an editor and producer of pornographic magazines.

Of course, at that moment, my private parts were gushing with lustful fluid, making them fully wet.

After seeing this, B immediately went into the bathroom and had me sit on his lap facing him. He inserted his penis into my slit at a four or five-degree angle.

"Ah...ah...that's great...so good...oh...a little deeper...a little deeper."

Just this insertion was enough to make me moan with unbearable desire.

B gripped my buttocks tightly and thrust his penis into my vagina with all his might, his waist working tirelessly.

I also hooked my arms around B's neck, thrusting my hips back to match his movements. In this warm bathroom, we were both naked, passionately engaging in intercourse. This wasn't just for the filming, but also—

"Wow! Is it ready? I'm so happy! I'm about to..." We both reached orgasm faster than usual, probably because of the filming!

The sudden insertion of his penis without any foreplay made it easy to reach orgasm quickly.

I stayed close to B, kissing him incessantly.

"Ah...so good...B...it's amazing..." I said between kisses, and he was already too overwhelmed to speak.

2

My first time happened in junior high school.

The other person was an English teacher! He was a handsome man with deep features and a rather smiling face.

Once, I was lying in the infirmary because I wasn't feeling well, and my teacher, quite worried, came to see me.

Then, I remember him kissing me as I slept.

"Keiko! How can you be so cute?"

he said, then slipped under my blankets and began caressing my breasts.

"How is it? Feeling better?"

"Yes... I feel much better..." I said, but without a word, he removed his hand from my chest, reached under my clothes, and pulled down my underwear.

Then, while kissing me, he took out his penis and inserted it into my vagina. Because he was doing it under the blankets, I couldn't see his penis or what it looked like, but I knew for sure—it was thick and not small.

When he inserted his entire penis, I felt pain. So the teacher slowed down, even stopping to catch his breath! He ejaculated soon after, and as soon as he finished, he got up.

"Let's go! Back to the classroom!"

he said, and we walked out together. We probably made love three or four times in that kind of relationship!

Actually, I had one unhappy experience.

That happened after my first sexual encounter with my teacher, who was my godfather.

I only called him godfather because of his inappropriate relationship with my mother. He would often sneak into my house without warning, meaning he would come whenever my mother needed him.

Every time he came, after my mother went to work in the evening, it would be just the two of us at home. Sometimes he would take the money my mother gave him to go drinking or to pachinko parlors, and sometimes he would stay at my house obediently.

Sometimes, because he made me feel unsafe, I would make an excuse to go play at a friend's house nearby.

"Keiko! Going out so late, you'll become a bad kid..." Humph! Doesn't he even know who he is? He always says that.

"Yes! I know!"

I replied, sticking out my tongue in disgust.

One evening... I was doing my homework in my room.

My mother's lover, oh! No! My godfather, brought me some snacks.

"Keiko! Tired from studying? Here, have some."

He said, placing a box of cakes on my desk.

My godfather, with some ill intentions.

"Look, I don't know what you like to eat? Small cakes or chocolate cake?"

My godfather is getting stranger and stranger.

"Hey! Don't be shy! Come on, eat up! Keiko..." "What! I bought this especially for you, and you don't appreciate it—" he shouted angrily.

He's always like this; if anything doesn't go his way, he uses this tone to scold my mother.

I hate it when people talk to me so loudly, but I apologized rather clumsily.

"Godfather, I'm sorry, can I eat later?"

"In that case, eat now!"

He usually tries every way to bully me, why is today different?

And more importantly, he's looking at me lecherously!

I have a feeling something dangerous is about to happen, and a sense of unease creeps down my back.

"Godfather, I'll finish my homework and then..." As soon as I finished speaking, his hand slid into my breast.

"Ugh! What are you doing? What do you want to do? Stop!"

Godfather grabbed my breast without a word.

I heard his breathing become more and more rapid, and his hand gripping my breast moved, getting tighter and tighter.

"Godfather, no! How could you... I'll definitely tell Mom when she gets back... you..." "Shut up! Go ahead and tell her!"

he roared angrily.

No matter how much I cried out, Mom wasn't home, I was doomed.

No matter how much I resisted him, what could a little girl like me do? So I gave up and made one last desperate attempt.

"Can't you act like an elder?"

He ignored me, pulled his hand away from my chest, and then pulled me off the chair.

"What?"

"Nothing, just be quiet and do as I say."

Sigh! It's all my fault for not seeing through his scheme sooner.

He made me lie on the bed, took off my skirt, and then forcefully pulled at my bodysuit. He pulled hard, and soon it covered my face, and I couldn't see anything. He then pulled the clothes out of my head and started to pull down my underwear.

"Stop... you... you pervert, stop!"

I shouted.

"Shut up! Be quiet!"

he said as his fist came down on my head.

He actually used violence on such a young girl like me; I was truly traumatized, as if struck by lightning.

"Ah...ouch...it hurts..." Just as I cried out in pain, he finally ripped off my tight shirt, leaving me completely naked from the waist down, with only my bra on top. I had never felt so embarrassed.

My godfather, whose eyes gleamed with wicked intent, quickly stripped off his lower garments, revealing himself completely naked. Between his hairy legs hung a penis, just like the one my English teacher had, wriggling incessantly!

My godfather held it to my face and then shoved his penis into my mouth.

"Quick! Lick my treasure, quick...did you hear me..." He pried my mouth open with both hands, and the penis slid in even more.

"Ah! Lick it! Keiko..." It was already this far along; I had no choice but to comply.

I used my lips to grip my godfather's penis, which was probably all crammed into my mouth—it was very thick.

"I'll put it in a little more! Lick it now!"

I had no choice but to do as he said and lick it with my tongue.

"Mmm...ah...that's good...Keiko, that's it."

My godfather said, squinting his eyes.

Looking at his blissful expression, I couldn't help but think how interesting men are; just licking it makes him...so blissful.

My clumsy oral sex seemed to satisfy him quite a bit. Then he pulled his penis out of my mouth and slid it towards my genitals. He forcefully spread my legs, ready to penetrate me.

And yes, next, he really inserted his saliva-covered penis into my genitals. Oh! It was so thick!

"Ah...it hurts..." "Nonsense, you've already been with other men! Yours already told me that."

How did my godfather know that I had already had sex with my English teacher? Maybe it's because the feeling of penetration is different!

Even so, for me, it felt like the first time! In the end, I was coerced.

My godfather pulled out his half-inserted penis, then forcefully thrust it back in, this time all the way in. He kept twisting his waist, rubbing his large penis against my vagina, and suddenly he began to thrust rapidly.

"Ah... Keiko..." he groaned, his swollen penis deflated like a punctured balloon.

After a while, my godfather, who had already ejaculated, held me tightly, as if savoring the moment, while I felt no pleasure at all.

"Keiko... did you hear me? You absolutely mustn't tell your mother about this, understand?"

Even without him saying it, I knew very well that this was something I couldn't tell anyone.

Afterwards, he asked me several more times, but I refused each time, saying I had to tell my mother. Later, he had a big fight with my mother because he often stayed out overnight, and I didn't see him for a long time. Perhaps he had found another woman willing to provide him with money just to have sex with him!

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