Sister Therapy [Persona 5] | 1 |

Summary: Sae Niijima is under a tremendous amount of stress.

With the Phantom Thieves continuing to evade her, she's at the end of her rope and in desperate need of relief.

Thankfully, she has a very loyal little sister that's willing to be her "therapy cocksleeve" every night. It's the least she can do to keep her sister happy!

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Sae: It had been … a long day.

Though most days were long days, Sae Niijima had a few particular long days as of late. Yes, late nights at the office were often just that; difficult nights where she needed to keep herself working to try and figure out some case. Whether to help prove someone innocent or send some scumbag to prison where she wouldn't have to deal with them. This case of the Phantom Thieves, however, was grating on her nerves, and she didn't have a solid solution to the problem yet. She needed more. More what? More information, more leads, more … everything. The one thing she did not need more of, was more stress. Sae was a frustrated woman, who at her best of times, could be a bit on edge. Which was why, when she came home in a mood that could be considered more … overwhelmingly aggressive, there was only one thing that would satisfy her.

And that was burying her cock in her little sister, of course.

Certainly, she should have found a different way to relax, one that wasn't quite so wrong but it was the best option in front of her. Makoto was a good girl who did everything in her power to make Sae happy. Drawing her a bath? Certainly. Cooking her dinner? On many occasions. Slurping down the thick creamy mess she could make on occasion? Absolutely and without question. The two didn't talk about what bothered Sae often or what was going on in Makoto's life; it allowed there to be a division between the sexuality that the two shared and whatever else may be going on. Sae may not have approved sometimes of the things Makoto was up to, but Sae knew that she had no place to comment on right and wrong with Makoto.

She swung the door open to their apartment, standing stock still and rigid. "Makoto, I'm home." Her voice had a hard edge to it; she was making it very clear from the first moment what the night was going to hold.

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Makoto: Thankfully, Makoto knew just what the score would be that night and took every measure to make sure her sister would be comfortable and attended to. She knew it was going to be a rough night because the Phantom Thieves had just hit another target; and that always meant much, much more work for her poor sister that was so desperately already at her limit. The guilt that she felt over being a part of the gang her sister was investigating might have helped sway her actions, but in the end, it was still something nice she could do for the woman in her life.

"Welcome home, Sis," Makoto spoke as she stepped out of the kitchen, revealing herself to be wearing nothing more than thin, sexy lingerie. The sort of thing no teenage girl should be seen by her sister in, and yet Makoto padded closer to Sae with a sweet and innocent smile on her face. She invited herself to press close to Sae in a half-embrace, and even move forward to kiss her cheek softly as she spoke. "I made you dinner. And afterward...we can play if you like."

Makoto did everything she could to make Sae happy. There was a warm dinner sitting and waiting for her, and Makoto had gone to the nines yet again. Stylish lingerie, a sweet fragrance, and her hair had been pulled back into a cute swept style that frames her features perfectly. As she hung against Sae's arm she could already tell the tension and frustration going on in the older girl, and admittedly...the guilt still ate at her. She could do so much to help, to quell her sister's fears...except for the one thing that would help her the most.

She couldn't betray the Phantom Thieves...but she could be Sae's willing whore. It was the least a dutiful sister torn between two loyalties could do.

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Sae: Sae lingered in quiet for a long moment once Makoto appeared from the kitchen. It almost set her at ease, to see her like that; oh, it was wrong, for certain. After all, it wasn't like she was supposed to see her sweet teenage sister dressed every bit the whore she'd been turned into by her 'law-abiding, defending' older sister. Strong and just as Sae may have been, she had her weaknesses. A bad day tore away those good things about her and brought out hunger in her that only one person truly satisfied: her sweet baby sister.

"Thank you, Makoto." Sae insisted, calmly. Her voice had dropped away from the more angered edge; Makoto knew what the night was going to be full of (and, most likely, the next few nights; the Thieves always made things MUCH harder for her. The first night was always the hardest, the roughest.) The woman let out a low breath and pulled Makoto in front of her, staring into her eyes. Hard, discerning, judgmental eyes-- deciding if what had been put on for her that night was good enough to share in what they would be doing. After a moment of consideration, she seemed to approve and mashed her lips firmly against Makoto's. It was something she should have left for a boyfriend or girlfriend, but frankly, she didn't truly care. Though the kiss didn't deepen – yet – she pushed Makoto away from her and let out a low breath.

"Dinner." Agreeing at least to that, shoes were discarded and her jacket was discarded onto the couch. Wandering to the table, she unbuttoned her pants though did nothing more than that, for the moment; leaving herself padding in socks towards the dining room, and a black top that showed off her upper body pretty well. Her arms, from the shoulders down, were entirely bare, and the gentle flat of her belly on display once she'd untucked her shirt. "You'll tend to me while I eat."

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Makoto: Makoto shivered as her sister took her close, giving her that squeeze and kiss with hungry eyes that spoke of rough nights in the future. At first, Sae's baby sister was a little scared by the sort of things her sister asked of her...not to mention the ferocity she could summon. But as she had gotten used to it, her body had become to enjoy them...quite a bit. Even now Makoto was moist within her lingerie as she felt Sae's eyes running across her, and when the woman shoved her away she had an immediate impulse to rush right back to her side.

Deep down she knew, she could end this whenever she wanted. Even if she didn't tell Sae about the Phantom Thieves, she was sure her sister wouldn't take what wasn't freely given. And yet...she continued to offer her big sister this service, delighting in doing so despite how wrong it was. Their parents would likely be so disappointed, but their opinions hardly mattered anymore. Makoto had prepared yet another lovely meal for her sister, sitting in a ceramic bowl with a lid to help keep it warm. She had even set aside a small bottle of saki for Sae to enjoy, and the rest of the table was clean and clear to prevent distraction.

"Of course, Sis. I was hoping you'd let me." Makoto responded to her sister's order, and as soon as Sae moved to take a seat Makoto took her place - crawling on the floor underneath the table. Her lingerie-clad body slithered underneath it so she could tend to her big sister there, hands moving to press against the sides of the woman's thighs as she licked her lips. The bulge pressing against the officer's dress slacks was already noticeable, and very familiar to Makoto's eyes. Soon, she'd have her sister's cock in her mouth...and a very naughty part of her could hardly wait. "I hope you like dinner, Sis. I worked hard on it."

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Sae: It was true, the first time this had happened, it had started slow. She'd needed help; she couldn't satisfy herself. She'd roped Makoto in to use her hand on her older sister's cock, back then, and things had quickly fallen out of control. How many times had she felt guilty, seeing that little look of fear in Makoto's eyes? How many times had it did not stop her, and she'd kept pushing for more and more? She'd been so lost about it then – but now, it was the perfect way to unwind. Spend the rest of her night venting all of those frustrations about the Phantom Thieves on her sweet little sister … frankly, it never had even crossed her mind to be suspicious. Even as she spooned out the food for herself onto a plate and hummed.

Reaching down, she unzipped her fly and lifted her hips enough to slide them down her legs. The panties she wore were immediately obscene; bulged messily by the thick size between her legs. "I'm sure your cooking is good enough as always." The tone had a slight edge; good enough. Other nights it was 'passable' or some other half-harsh comment. It was never meant as an insult; Makoto did good work, kept Sae happy. She was frustrated with herself and it led to everything else. Still, the thoughts of what she intended to do to Makoto that night were exciting her – a wet, damp spot on her panties where the head of her cock was waiting, and she craved to be freed from the confines.

She poured herself a glass of alcohol near immediately, knowing she could only have the one if she wanted any semblance of a memory of the night for the following day-- and one glass was often enough to push her desires in far more obscene directions. "Start, Makoto. I don't have all evening." She reached down with her free hand to give a slightly impatient tug on her little sister's hair; fully intent on mussing with the beautifully drawn back hair... just because right now? Makoto belonged to her. And she needed to push that.

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Makoto: The food might've been merely good enough, but the service that went with it was second to none. Makoto gasped as her sister pulled her hair under the table and gave her that command, and with a hungry murmur, she quickly got to work. Her fingers pressed to that bulge through her sister's panties; rubbing it back and forth and trembling at just how...powerful it felt to the touch. She hadn't ever had sex with anybody but her big sister, but she couldn't imagine any cock being quite so obscenely strong and thick. It made her tremble all the more when she finally pulled the panties down to release her sister's length, and immediately she went to work.

Whether it was the meal or the blowjob, Makoto threw herself into the small details. She cared about the presentation of the meal just like she cared about paying intimate attention to every part of her sister's cock. When she started working on it she didn't immediately throw her mouth around the tip; far from it. Instead, she grasped the shaft in a delicate hand that was smoothed by moisturizer, and her mouth buried lower to begin servicing - or rather, worshipping - her sister's balls. Her pretty lips pressed in to kiss again and again while her tongue took long swipes back and forth, all while she squeezed and stroked her sister throughout.

From below the table, the sounds of pleasant satisfaction can be heard, noises of a horny young woman eagerly sucking on a thick cock from her bloodline. Makoto was a good sister to Sae, and it was impossible to deny the devotion she was paying to her at that moment. Each lick, each kiss, each squeeze...every last one of them was there to make Sae forget about her worries for an evening and let her stress fade away. As Makoto peeled her spit-covered lips away from her sister's thoroughly slick balls, she even gave a little whimper from under the table.

"...I'm sorry you had a bad day, Sis...and I'll do anything to make you feel better..."

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Sae: There was so much to revel in, that Sae was a slight bit overwhelmed. Despite her harsher tone, the food was quite good and as ever, Makoto's meticulous presentation didn't go without notice, especially considering the hum of approval as focused on eating-- just until she felt fingers sliding over the bulge of her cock through her panties. Sae was not a slight person – her body was firm, well trained due to her position, and she needed to keep herself going. The energy was paramount. That translated to everything she did, she did with that same level of strength. After all, being a woman in such a world at times could be difficult – though this, truthfully, was not one of those such times. Mostly because when Makoto focused delicate, lithe fingers around her cock and a well-trained mouth at the heavy sack below, Sae was very pleased.

Sae lost herself in the feeling. With the pleasant flow of her Sake down her throat and the delicious taste of her food, she felt almost … indulgent. A moment shattered by a slight bit of information about the case that had struck back into her mind and she let out a frustrated sigh, brushing her fingers through her hair and out of her eyes. While Sae couldn't deny that Makoto's devotion to her wasn't appealing and that it helped, at the moment – with how things had been going – it was far from enough. The prosecutor lets out a frustrated huff once she hears Makoto speak up and tilts her head to peer down at her from underneath the table. "I know you will, Makoto. But you've got a lot more to do before I feel you've done enough."

Sae reached down and took hold of Makoto's hair and pulled her forward, forcing her cock up against Makoto's cheek, even with the girl's hand around it, and rubbing it along her. That spit-slicked shaft made a mess of her jaw as it passed by, Sae just needing to push her dominance for a moment before releasing her. "Continue. I'm almost done with my food, little sister." Sae stated, softly.

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Makoto: When Sae pulled her hair to make the girl's face buried against her lap, Makoto purred with delight and shook her hips gently back and forth. The yank of her hair made goosebumps form against her arms, and she showed Sae her satisfaction not just by rubbing the woman's cock back and forth across her cheek, but by turning her mouth to the inside of Sae's thigh and giving it a bite - not particularly hard, but enough so that the older woman knew how much her little sister loved it...and enough to leave some teeth marks when she pulled away.

As she was told to continue, Makoto knew the score. She wanted to make Sae cum before she finished dinner, or at least close enough that they could both be done with their meals at about the same time. To that end Makoto threw herself into her work with renewed passion, finally letting her warm, inviting mouth slip around her sister's cockhead as her hands began to work. For the moment she stuck with a unique style - never taking more than the tip of Sae's cock into her mouth. She cradled the tip on her tongue which swirled around wet and wild, and everything else she offered with her smooth, inviting hands. One palm underneath Sae's spit-covered sack, the other squeezing and rapidly stroking the woman's tense length.

She could deepthroat her sister if so desired; sure, but such antics were better saved for later. For now, she wanted to coax that first load with little more than her hands and the very entrance of her mouth, just to show her sister that there were many, many ways for her to get a therapeutic release at home. There were so many things Sae's little sister could do for her.

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Sae: Makoto was … perfect. In every way. Sae should have recognized how lucky she was, instead of focusing on the negative. Every day should have been an eager excitement to return home and embrace her little sister as her lover. Instead, she had taken on Makoto as a hole to fuck, a convenient cumdump. Yes, there was a more familial bond that fell into it, but it could have stood to be more tender-- instead of the perverse and obscene way it had fallen. Sae didn't mind that, though; in fact, it was exactly what she needed.

And speaking of what she needed, Makoto had finally found her way to wrap those wonderfully trained lips of hers around Sae's cock. There was a low grumble of frustration when she'd realized that Makoto had no intention of taking in more of her cock, but as the whole picture came into play, Sae seemed … satisfied. She allowed it to continue, the prosecutor just letting out low rumbling sighs as Makoto practically tried to milk her sack for all she had, and dragging it up through her cock. A thick glob of precum spilled from the tip across Makoto's tongue, forcing a low groan from Sae as she slowed down her pace of eating. Now, she was more focused on her little sister's excellent work; frankly, the girl could have dropped out of school and taken on a place between Sae's legs permanently for all she cared.

"I should ah. Bring you to my office, one day. Make the day more … bearable." Sae muttered dryly and grunted, sitting forward. "Nngh. You always strive to do the best work, Makoto … I'm … quite proud."

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Makoto: Makoto kept working gleefully, her lips sealed around her sister's cockhead while her fist swept up and down her shaft. On every sweep, she let the top of her first press up to her lips, and each time it went back down she pumped her sister to the base. All while her other hand continued stroking and fondling thoroughly soaked balls, and all while her tongue flittered about her sister's throbbing cockhead like a bee in a flower. She slurped, she swallowed, she even drooled a few thin lines of spit down the sides of her mouth...but she never took it off of her sister's prick.

To glance below the table Sae would see nothing more than adoring eyes looking up at her framed by messy, disheveled, pulled hair. Makoto couldn't help her big sister on the issue that mattered, but she'd gleefully be her sister's cumdump for as long as she needed...and as long as her sister wanted her to. It was downright terrifying to think that Sae might figure things out and realize Makoto had a role in it all, but unlike Sae, she could filter such thoughts. She had the luxury of being a schoolgirl, and not one of Japan's most noteworthy up-and-coming detectives.

"...let it out, Sis," Makoto whispered, her voice slightly slurred as she continued to dash her tongue under her sister's cock. Her pumping went even faster, and she beamed with pride as the other girl boasted about her work effort. "I haven't had dinner yet, so feed me your cum...feed your baby sister your cum..."

As wrong as it was, the words sounded so enticing to be spoken around a mouthful of dick that it made her all the wetter.

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Sae: Sae's response was quick and sharp. Discerning eyes had locked down with Makoto's as she spoke and she practically sneered out her response to the younger of the two. "It's all you'll have to eat tonight." Sae's words were abrupt and sharp and it was true – all Sae would allow Makoto to have was her cock and the thick creamy mess that would come from it. Fortunately for Makoto, there would be plenty, throughout the evening until Sae was satisfied-- assuming that was even before the sun rose. Nights like this generally could give her the power to keep going without sleep, she felt, so she tended to exert all of her frustrations as she could. But those eyes-- those sweet, eager, loving eyes …

It was enough to push Sae over the edge that Makoto was craving. Thick globs of cum spurt from her cock in messy strings inside of the sweet teenager's mouth, aiming to coat across her tongue and paint her cheeks and throat with the mess. It had been a bit since Sae had properly gotten to do this, properly gotten to indulge herself with Makoto, and that meant there was more for Makoto to swallow down, the thick, warm, sticky mess more than enough to give her a proper 'meal'. And Sae, all the while, was breathing heavily – though she said nothing of praise and pleasure, she went to finishing up her meal so that the two of them could move on.

What followed was a tense silence from her until she finished her drink and let out a low breath, reaching up to pull off her top and tossing it away, somewhere in the living room, followed by her bra dropping to the floor given Makoto. "...Good."

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Makoto: Makoto's eyes went wide as the load was unleashed, and indeed it was plenty for the young woman to enjoy as a meal. Her cheeks puffed out and she tried her best to swallow, but there was simply too much of it in the heat of the moment. She let a hand drop underneath her mouth to catch what she could as it drooled from the sides of her lips, and she just barely managed to force her mouth halfway down Sae's cock to prevent any more from spilling. There she continued looking up at her sister as she sucked and swallowed, again and again, her cheeks perpetually large and her throat utterly coated in her sister's cum.

The orgasm was so creamy and filling that it strained her to swallow so much, with slight tears forming in her eyes as she half-choked against the load. And then, with the cum flooding her so intensely that it was practically bubbling over, a line of it started to escape from her nose, oozing through her sinuses and flooding her senses. Sae's little sister was little more than a slutty teenage fuckhole that was overflowing with cum, and yet she continued to obey. When her mouth pulled away it wasn't until she had swallowed everything she could manage and Sae had finally stopped squirting.

Afterward, with her eyes open and looking straight at Sae, she licked clean her palm that had caught the overflow. Slow, methodical licks with perfect eye contact, swallowing every last drop as she could manage. Makoto loved her sister's cum...even when there was too much of it to handle without it leaking from her nose and making her eyes water.

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Sae: Sae focused on controlling her breathing as she watched Makoto try to contend with the mess that was her load because even on days where she hadn't been particularly pent up, it was always a sight to behold. Sae wasn't exactly a one-or-two stringer, and there was always a significant enough amount that it left Makoto looking … well, like a cumdrunk teenager whose entire purpose in life was to swallow down the cock of her older sister. As far as Sae was concerned, at the moment, that WAS her entire purpose in life. She reached out and gently swiped her thumb across the stream of cum that had strung messily back out from her nose and slowly smeared it across Makoto's cheek to make her more of a mess than she was before.

Finally, Sae stood, once she was certain that her legs would support her, and reached under the table. Gripping Makoto's arm she began to tug her along, practically dragging her out from underneath the table and then actually dragging her towards the living room. She was sure, at some point, they would find themselves in the bedroom in their passion but Sae wasn't quite ready for that, yet. The sway of her hips that normally was there was gone, replaced in favor of stocky steps like she was stomping her way into the living room.

Once she arrived, she practically shoved Makoto onto the coffee table and looked her over. "You shopped smartly, this time. This suits you, and that hunger." Sae reached down and gripped Makoto's jaw harshly; leaning in to force a kiss to her lips, holding her there with a decided hunger. This time, the kiss was not short-lived, Sae hungrily shoving her tongue past Makoto's lips despite the hefty drink Makoto'd just had, wanting very much to hold this to her sister.

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Makoto: Makoto was very, very easy for her sister to pull around. On wobbly knees, she followed along and was smoothly tossed to the couch with a gasp rising from deep within her. As she sat wriggling in an aroused mess with cum still marking her face, she looked up at Sae with equal parts compassion, love, and outright lust. She had become her sister's whore out of sympathy for her plight...but after letting herself get used to that purpose for so long, it was impossible to not savor some parts of this life.

She didn't have a chance to respond to her sister's comments about the lingerie, for Sae's mouth was immediately on her. Their tongues battered back and forth through Makoto's was weaker, falling under the sway of Sae's power and control. It was impossible to kiss Makoto at that moment and not taste cum, and naturally, the flavor of Sae's cream was present throughout the entire kiss. As it happened Makoto let her hands reach out for her sister; one pressing to the older girl's cheek while the other stretched up and around her shoulders. If they were a normal family she'd give Sae a supportive hug, and in part, she was trying to do so...but instead, all she seemed to do was become the clinging cumslut pawing at her owner.

Eventually, her hand lowered from Sae's cheek down to her cock, where she grasped at it once more and began to fondle her back to size. The slick feeling of it between her fingers made her coil in pleasure, and she could only writhe at the idea of what might be next. The nearby coffee table had a sleeve of condoms laying atop it...and there were more in the medicine cabinet. And the nightstand. And on top of the fridge. The Niijima sisters went through a lot of condoms. While Makoto fondled her sister's cock she fumbled for the sleeve on the coffee table with her other hand, feeling around for it blind as she continued to offer up her mouth for her big sister's hungry kiss.

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Sae: Sae's tongue continues to prod and probe Makoto's mouth for her taste, fully and effectively dominating the kiss and giving Makoto the elder's version of 'love'. It was overbearing and abrasive, but it was there. Still, she was aware of Makoto's plight and after the girl fumbled for a bit, Sae slapped her hand away roughly and snagged the condom for herself, dropping her back on the couch and breathing roughly. She licked her lips, breaking a stray strand of saliva that connected them, and gave a half-grin. She tore the wrapper open and held it out to Makoto.

It wasn't that Sae wasn't interested in putting on the Condom; to her credit, even in her fits of rage or frustration, she understood that safe sex was a must with her baby sister, she also was just aware that Makoto would prefer to slide it onto her rather having Sae do it herself. This was, effectively, Sae giving her permission to worship for a bit as she prepared Sae for the rest of the evening's affair. This would not be their only condom, that much was for certain, and Sae was fully aware of that; she wasn't at all frustrated that they had to buy so many. They were well worth the cost.

Of course, there were nights where she didn't want to be safe. Most nights. An aching, eager feeling at the back of her head-- she often indulged in other things than just fucking Makoto on those nights. Tonight … would be different. She wasn't conscious of the fact, but deep down – she had a much, much different craving.

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Makoto: Makoto took the condom gingerly in her fingers, and didn't hesitate to obediently begin her work. It wasn't just slipping on a rubber - it was a chance to show her sister how she found every part of her sex. As she slithered close wordlessly to begin her work she laid kisses over Sae's exposed belly, pressing her lips there again and again and tracing the woman's belly button with her tongue. Her mouth traveled lower to pay attention to the woman's thighs, all while her hands started to press that protective circle at the tip of a stiffening cock.

Condoms were an everyday part of their lives together these days; quite possibly the most unlikely requirement two sisters would need. Makoto had started getting quite a few looks at the grocery store when she bought a box of fifty nearly every week, but it was better safe than sorry. She'd rather have a surplus sitting at home than be out one, and not be able to fuck her sister that night. Simply put, Sae going unsatisfied wasn't something that was permitted in that home.

As she began rolling the condom on Makoto's mouth lowered to help, pushing her lips past the woman's tip and starting to take her down her throat. She deepthroated Sae for the first time that night with the condom on, chasing her fingers with her lips as they slid it further and further down. Once Sae's cock was firmly wrapped in a light pink embrace Makoto looked up at her, pawing her fingers across the other's still-soaked balls and giving her an innocent look with fluttering eyelashes and a sweet smile.

"...how do you want to fuck me tonight, Sis?" In their unique relationship, the word 'Sis' had effectively taken the place of 'Mistress.' Makoto rubbed her thighs together eagerly, and nibbled on her bottom lip. "How can...how can your slutty baby sister make your cock happy?"

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Sae: Sae gave Makoto the time she needed to properly pay her respect to the action; this wasn't just putting on a condom, it had become something of an evening ritual for the two of them. Sae patiently watched Makoto lovingly apply a condom to prevent the incestuous duo from breeding like incredibly horny rabbits, which was honestly a risk considering how often the two had sex, and how heavy that sex could be. The thought of her sister buying the condoms was a briefly amusing one; people must have thought her a slut or a whore. In either case, Makoto was having sex with many people – not just one for a significant amount of time.

Then, Makoto began to properly apply it and along with it, the tight sleeve was joined by the tight sleeve of Makoto's throat easing down around the thick slab of she-cock currently making its home there. Sae let out a low breath and hummed as she stared down into Makoto's eyes, expectantly-- watching it go bit by bit until Makoto, at last, withdrew to ask the all-important question. Fortunately, neither had to wait for an answer that would never come – Sae nonverbally responded.

She reached out and gripped Makoto by the hips and dragged her off the couch, pinning her on her back on the coffee table. The wrap of condoms tumbled uselessly to the floor along with the remote, allowing the cool glass center to chill up the younger's spine while Sae pressed a hand to the side of Makoto's head, holding her in place.

And without further fanfare, she pressed the head of her condom-covered cock against Makoto's cunt and began to sink forward. Her free hand reached down to grip one of Makoto's ankles and began to push back; wanting to slowly put a strain on the girl's leg and make the tunnel a tighter approach for her as the thick head of that prick began to spread her nice and wide. "Mnhhhn..."

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Makoto: Makoto gave a full-throated gasp as her sister picked her up and swung her to the coffee table, her slender figure landing there and immediately spreading her thighs. She completely folded to anything her big sister desired and shuddered in pleasure when she saw that cocktip slap against her hood, her body coiling in pleasure as she waited to be penetrated. It was times like this that the line of why she did this sort of thing blurred - was it really for Sae's stress relief? Or was she deeply, viscerally enjoying being her older sister's wanton cocksleeve? Not that it mattered - this was happening one way or another.

"Y...Yes...Yes, Sis...ohhh…" Makoto convulsed on the coffee table, her hands moving up to her breasts through the fabric of her lingerie and squeezing them nice and firm. Her slender figure was still draped in that smooth fabric save for the piece that was pulled aside just enough to allow entrance into her tight teenage cunt. Her toes curled and goosebumps landed across her arms as she felt the inches of her sister vanish within her, and witnessed her pussy spreading, stretching, slowly to accommodate a taboo cock. She was a writhing wet mess by the time her sister was halfway in, and there was plenty more to go. "F...Fu...Fuck me, Sis...fuck me hard…"

Makoto was a dutiful, diligent sister. She was selfless. She was kind. And she knew when her sister was hurting. If there was anything she could do to help Sae relieve that pressure...she would gladly do it. It was for that reason that her hands reached out, taking Sae's wrists and pulling them close. She did her best to keep her legs aloft as she guided Sae's hands across her breasts and finally up to her throat - her slender, trembling throat. Things like this scared her in that...curiously erotic way, but as she guided Sae's fingers to wrap about her throat her eyes were shining with trust and a desire to please.

"...if...if it helps…" Makoto whispered and nibbled on her bottom lip. It was hard to tell if her eyes were still watering from the cum that she had been blasted with, or the emotion that rolled through her and the pain she knew her group was causing her sister. Either way, the message was clear - chokefuck your sister if it'll make you feel better. "...I can handle anything if it helps you, Sis...I love you...so much."

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Sae: Many thoughts went through Sae's mind in the inch-by-inch press of her cock inside of Makoto's shaped-perfect cunt, practically reforged for her elder sister by this point – but the first and foremost was a question. A simple question: How hard did she want to go, that night? Did she want to utterly break Makoto's mind for the evening, fuck her into a stupor so deep that the girl couldn't properly come out of it? Or be a little more loving, cast not only the girl as a fucked stupid cumdump, but also the loving girlfriend of her elder sister? While it was a fun idea, Sae's mind was fully wrapped around the frustration of the day-- nothing specific, nothing individual-- and so, she focused her aggression, fully, into Makoto.

What followed was two actions occurring at the same time. The first, most important, was a response to Makoto's oh-so-sweet offer to take anything that Sae could dish out. That was met with one hand slowly easing up to the bottom of Makoto's, teasing along the soft line of her chin, while the other clamped down aggressively and dug her thumb into the hollow of Makoto's throat. That free hand shifted up and gripped harshly into Makoto's hair, tugging at the roots with wild force behind them as Sae's expression turned to a kind of sadistic glee that she was getting to let loose.

However, the second action reigned like thunder as Sae slammed her hips forward. It was a sharp clap as her balls slapped against Makoto's ass, condom-clad cock aiming to sink as deep and as far as she could manage. It was strong and quick and she sat-- waiting for a bit as her grip tightened-- and then she began to move in earnest. Other lovers may have gone slow, given their partner time to adjust, but Sae, right then, right there, pushed with all she had to force what little breath Makoto had out of her. "Sweet … little sister. That's what you used to be, but now … look at you. You've … fallen in love with my cock, haven't you? Don't worry … Big sis loves you too. No matter how far you fall...for me."

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Makoto: Makoto wasn't able to respond, not with a hand against her throat, not with a thumb pressed at the center, and not with her pussy getting fucked raw by her older sister. The hand pulling her hair at the roots barely even registered as her eyes crossed and she suddenly cried out in pleasure, her tiny teenage body thoroughly becoming the willing fuckslave for her older sister yet again. Her hands slapped down to fiercely grip the edge of the coffee table as she was forcibly wrapped around her sister's cock, and it was quite clear that Makoto wasn't going to be good for anything other than fucking for the foreseeable future.

Smart girl. Attentive girl. She was at the head of her class for a reason. But once Sae started to fuck her, especially with the sort of rough and violent intent that the older woman had that night, Makoto was nothing more than a vapid cum-drinking bimbo that only wanted to make the other woman happy. She couldn't spend time teasing and pleasing Sae at that moment, nor could she even process why her sister's cock was wrapped in a condom. All she knew, and all she craved, was more of that profane use of her body. Her sister plowed into her with such fierce strikes it made her practically melt right there, and indeed her cunt was so soaked that she had already made a tiny puddle of her juice where her ass rested. She was hot, writhing, noisy, and filthy...and she was all Sae's.

Sae's to choke. To abuse. To fuck. To throat. To do whatever she desired, to do whatever helped her stress and frustration. Her teenage baby sister only wanted Sae to be happy, and if the price was her flesh and her sanity she would quite gleefully give it. She went cross-eyed and her eyes rolled back in her head as the fucking began, her mouth open and tongue hanging from the side of her lips. Sae was a monster to do this to her loving little sister...but it was hard to deny that Makoto loved it.

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Sae: How many girls had ended up getting in trouble that was almost exactly like this? Desperate, cumdrunking sluts-- though the difference was, they would walk a street and offer themselves for practically loose change. Makoto? What Makoto was offering herself for was Love. Family. Something far, far more fucked up than money … and yet, it was the reason she wasn't in any sort of trouble, outside of the danger that came from having sex with her Sister when she was in a more aggressive mood like this. Fortunately, she wouldn't ever push it too far – when she could see in Makoto's face that she was running too low on oxygen, she'd pull away … but that wasn't quite yet.

Oh, yes. Sae was a monster. Fully and truly, because she was fucking a teenager-- not just a teenager, but her baby sister. Ramming her cock deep inside of Makoto was quickly becoming the best part of any of her days and gods knew that if she ever chose to stop, it was because something had gotten very wrong with her – well, more wrong with her than fucking her sister already was! Each rut of her hips was intentionally hard, dragging her balls into that messy puddle of slick that had formed on the table, and then slapping roughly against Makoto's hips. The hand in her hair teased down to lightly slap Makoto on the cheek, just wanting to focus her eyes a bit from the sting so she could see Sae-- and the pleasure coursing through the older woman as much as was currently going through Sae herself.

However, the pace of her thrusting – the sharp, jagged plowing was causing her condom to slip, bit by bit. It hadn't come off-- not yet... but neither seemed in any sort of position to care about that sort of thing. Certainly not Sae, who growled throatily and shuddered. "That's it, baby sis … that's it … you're taking me nicely. If you keep it up... I'll give you everything you want. Every … every bit of me."

Oh, Sae had no idea.

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Makoto: Makoto was living blissfully as her sister's cocksleeve at that moment; a wet and twitching mess that only knew the sort of pleasure that came with obscene and total submission. Her thighs twitched with every breath and her pussy screamed in pleasure, just as her breath only game to her in the most desperate gasps. Usually, by the morning, the marks around her throat would fade, though she wouldn't be surprised if she'd be breaking out one of her high collar variants of her school outfit tomorrow morning. If she even had any left...last time, Sae had torn her school tights to a point far beyond repair in her hungry bid to get at her pussy.

At the slaps, Makoto's eyes did indeed start to focus, and she gazed at her big sister as she loomed over her with predatory hunger. Despite the fuck-addled look on Makoto's face she managed to give her sister a tiny smile; one that was formed around a gasping mouth and hanging tongue, with a long line of drool hanging from the corner of her mouth down to her chest. She was happy not just to see her sister enjoying herself, but to know that she was the only person in the world that could help someone she loved so much.

Makoto was similarly unaware about the condom steadily slipping, and she'd remain that way for some time. The combination of the tight seam of her cunt and the vigorous thrusting of Sae's massive prick was steadily making it slip further and further across that throbbing length. When it finally slipped off it did so in almost comical fashion; flying off on one of Sae's particularly deep thrusts and practically flying through the air. The tension took its arc in a straight shot, and the soggy, wet rubber slapped Makoto squarely in the face. Sticking there thanks to the nectar glazing every inch of it, Makoto merely gazed up longingly at her sister's face with the condom slapped clearly across her face.

There was no ignorance about it now; that much was sure. But now, Sae faced an intense temptation: the feeling of a wet, warm teenage cunt without a rubber to ruin the fun.

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Sae: After those hard, aggressive thrusts it probably shouldn't have been that much of a surprise when the condom flew off. Mistakes happened in sex, it wasn't perfect, messy ...and considering how much mess there was, right now, it was pretty obvious this was going to happen. What was less obvious was what came next; the heavy, hot stare down towards Makoto... and then, without a second of thought, she jammed her hips forward and sank her bare cock inside of Makoto's pussy. It was … different. Entirely different. Wet and tight and … fucking divine. The grip, it was – so different. It felt like she was being massaged up the length of her cock, letting out a low breath...

Then, she properly got to fucking again. Pumping her bare cock roughly into Makoto's cunt and … reveling at how it felt. "I'll pull out, Makoto," Sae whispered, harshly. "I'm going to fuck you until I cum, then I'll pull out … but this, this feels … perfect." Not that she would pull out; it was hard to time that appropriately and really, if she accidentally came inside of Makoto … oh well. Sae didn't let up with her grip; she wanted to make sure that Makoto couldn't tell her 'no'. Not that Sae was entirely sure that she would do that, but Sae had no interest in releasing Makoto long enough to give her the chance to say otherwise.

She adjusted her hips up and started to pump her hips down, bucking roughly against Makoto's hips; allowing gravity to carry her hips down into Makoto, making it all just a little bit rougher now. "You are … so tight … wet … mhn. This is … why didn't we do this before?" Sae chuckled to herself. It seemed this had turned her mood, a bit! Her grip had even relaxed, slightly, at last.

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Makoto: By that point, Makoto was so far lost in what was happening to her she barely even knew what a condom's purpose was. It just continued to stick there on her sweat-lined cheek, clinging to her flesh as a reminder of just what Sae was doing to her. Not that she necessarily needed the reminder, considering the wet grip of a teenage pussy served as plenty of notice. Makoto continued to grip the sides of the coffee table to the point that her fingers were white-knuckled, and even the color of her cheeks went off thanks to her sister's grip.

A grip that lessened when Sae could enjoy her pussy raw and wet, but still. And as the older woman was finally able to enjoy the warm grip of her sister's pussy without a trace of covering between them, Sae's momentum and joy proved too much for Makoto to handle. The subsequent thrusts that plowed into her and fucked her to her very core sent her into spasming moments of orgasm; her nethers clenching on that thick rod and her body shaking so much she very nearly tumbled off the coffee table. She squirted; a rush of nectar hitting Sae's bare cock upfront and then bursting around them, splattering the table, the carpet, and both girls in her dense, tasty nectar.

It was a far cry from the early days, timid handjobs and tiny kissing blowjobs. Makoto didn't even cum with her sister for the first two weeks...now? Now she was a squirting mess with a used condom stuck to her face, letting her older sister fuck her raw and wet and only delighting in it all. Her drool ran down her cheek and over one of Sae's hands around her throat, spreading her mess just like the pussy juice that now plastered Sae's thighs and belly and made sure every press of cock into teenage pussy was as wet as could be managed.

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Sae: If the view and feeling of Makoto wrapped around her bare cock were not enough to tell Sae how much better this way, the sound was something absolutely and entirely divine about Makoto. The wet squelch of her incredibly wet pussy, that tight teenage cunt gripping hard over that bare, thick rod cramming itself to the deepest places it could reach inside of the sweet teenager's less-than-sweet pussy. Raw and abused as it had gotten, Makoto's gushing wet cunt was making so much of a mess … well, she'd have to clean it up when she was done, anyway.

(Un?) Fortunately, Sae was going to add to that mess. Hard, hefty bounces of her hips off Makoto's signified, at last, that the Prosecutor's orgasm was at hand – and, against her word, she slammed her hips forward into Makoto's. Her cock throbbed and surged, and spilled its load. Even more than what had been unloaded in her mouth, and now there was a gloopy, thick mess being pumped directly inside of the teenage girl's body – practically kissing her womb and utterly flooding her. The entire point was to knock her up, of course – even as Sae pushed balls deep inside of Makoto and then just … laid against her.

She let her feel full. It was a first. My first time internal and this was … new. New for both of them, but Sae was breathing … slowly. Taking her time to adjust to Makoto's new … warmth, down there. "Hannah... sorry, baby sister. I couldn't help myself."

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Makoto: Makoto realized just what her sister was going to do a bit too late, and even if she had spotted it sooner she would've been powerless to stop it. Her hands had just barely managed to find a spot on Sae's arms, and when she felt cum rush inside of her the girl shrieked as her hands squeezed tight; nails digging in so hard and deep that she left sharp imprints on her sister's arms. She felt every ounce of cum rush into her and shuddered the whole time, her legs involuntarily moving too close around Sae's waist and simply hanging there while she was filled. When it was all over her pussy was dripping with cum, completely overflowing from a massive load. She couldn't breathe without feeling it slosh around within, and when Sae spoke Makoto looked up at her sister with the condom still stuck against her face.

"I...I…" Makoto whimpered and gave a nervous swallow as she held her sister close. She should've been outraged. She should've pushed Sae away and swore that this was the end. But ultimately...Sae needed these releases, and Makoto knew that this was a possibility somewhere along the line. She had been fucking her sister a dozen times or more every week for months, it was only a matter of time before she took a load deep into her pussy.

Granted, she hadn't pondered that fact enough to start on birth control, but...well...it wasn't worth worrying about now, not with her pussy flooded with cum, dripping to the coffee table, and painting her thighs. When Makoto finally found the strength to speak once more her eyes danced back and forth over Sae's, noticing that for the moment her sister had calmed somewhat, had returned to the woman she used to know. The woman she grew up with. The sister...that eventually became a fuck hungry beast.

"...I love you so much, Sis," Makoto whispered as her hands left Sae's arms, moving to the other woman's long silver hair. She threaded her fingers through it, stroked her, fondled her, all while tears began to form at the corners of her eyes once more. The choking load of cum down her throat, the flood of cream in her taboo pussy, the slapping, the hair-pulling...none of those things stung as much as the knowledge that her sister was suffering in the pursuit of her group. She swallowed and very nearly broke into telling her everything before suddenly catching herself once more. "...if it made you happy...you can do it all the time."

How could Sae ever deserve such a selfless sister?!

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Sae: Makoto's words and actions were soothing to the woman who was coming down from her frustrations. She slowly eased her hands over Makoto's sides and considered for a few moments. Finally, she seemed satisfied by that and slowly sat up. "I know you love me. You do a lot for me." Sae insisted and chuckled. Sae considered for a few moments about it before looking up at Makoto and letting out a grunt. "I'm not done," Sae stated, bluntly; slowly sitting up again and allowing her hands to rest on either side of Makoto's head. She let out a low, rumbling grunt as she began to stir up that mess of cum inside of Makoto. That all-too-messy creamy pouring out of her. "... But I can give you a moment to clean up the mess you made."

Sae slowly pulled her cock out of the girl and slumped back onto the couch. Her cock, stained in both Makoto's juices and mussed with her cum that strung lewdly down to the floor. Sae wrinkled her nose for a moment before shutting her eyes. "Clean up me, and the table, Makoto." Sae's cock throbbed and she let out a grunt, an errant string of cum once more drooling out of the tip as she sighed and slowly ran her fingers through her hair. A lingering moment, she sat up and nodded. "Thank you, by the way, Makoto. You did a good job, tonight. Food, drink, as it was – and this." Sae gestured at her in gentle praise before she smirked.

"But a good girl like you shouldn't be so eager to drink someone's cum. Especially your sister's. A shame, you can't help yourself. You learned your place so well." Sae... taunted? Teased? She was a little more in control, but she was not nearly done with Makoto, especially as her expression focused again. "And you will not go slow with your mouth on me."

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Makoto: Makoto trembled as her sister pulled out of her pussy, shuddering in an aftershock of a climax that left her still shivering. After Sae flopped back onto the couch and gave her sister the orders, Makoto simply nodded her head with a blush before looking at the intense mess they had made. The coffee table's glass was a soaked display of lust; a combination of cum, sweat, and her squirt that had laid still where they had fucked. Makoto merely gave a swallow as she looked at it, and gave her sister a small nod.

"Well, I…" She blushed and took the time to try to fix her hair...somewhat. "I haven't had my dessert yet." Cum for dinner, a cocktail of lust for dessert...it was no wonder how she kept her attractive figure. Makoto got down on her knees and began to work; licking the coffee table in slow swipes, or simply pursuing her lips and slurping up the juice that sat there. It was already messy work that left her cheeks dripping and her lips soaked, and as she worked Sae could see that her creampie was steadily leaking down her thighs. She was a messy girl, but there was no way she could clean her pussy like she cleaned the coffee table. Too bad.

When she finished licking the coffee table to some proximity of clean, Makoto stepped forward to her sister and dropped down once more to her knees. Her hands reached out to her sister's cock and she grasped it warmly in both palms, squeezing and fondling before tilting her head and looking at her. She blushed again at the thanks her sister offered and spoke in a gentle whisper.

"My place is your comfort whore, Sis," Makoto spoke honestly, before posing a gentle question. "...do you think you got me pregnant?"

And with that question in the air she threw her mouth down on her sister's cock, slurping hungrily, lewd, and as ordered - quickly.

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Sae: Sae gave a faint smirk towards Makoto and considered for a few moments about the whole thing. Watching as she slowly dragged her tongue along the coffee table like a particularly well-trained slut; really, it wasn't exactly like she was wrong about that, either. Makoto was a good girl, who had learned her place quite well. It was a lewd, virtually pathetic sight as she let out a husky chuckle. "You are … a good whore, aren't you? My good whore. As for if I think I got you pregnant..." She hummed and smiled. Sae gently began to comb her fingers through Makoto's hair, breathing shallowly and tilting her head back.

The girl was … good. Fondling gently as she was, beginning to slurp at it as she let out a low sigh. "That's a good girl..." Sae smiled and sighed softly before tilting her head back. "But yes, I think I got you pregnant. Or, if I didn't, I'm eager to empty a few more shots in you, Makoto. You're … quite warm. Wet. Delicious." Sae whispered with a smirk, absolutely drunk on her power for a moment. A bit like her shadow even as she began to slowly pump her hips up into Makoto's throat, taking her time to sink inch after inch of thick cock down her throat. Then all at once, Sae … upped the ante.

She gripped the back of the girl's head and began to roughly cram her hips forward, thrusting hard, sharp thrusts into the girl's throat. She hadn't properly gotten to throatfuck her before – but she was going to do so now!

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Makoto: Makoto's good girl smile didn't last long. Sure, she was all beaming and happy cocksucking when her sister was praising her and letting her move at her own pace, but once that violent throatfucking started everything changed. Makoto openly gagged on her sister's cock as Sae started to rut her out of nowhere, unable to escape her sister's grip as she struggled and spasmed and spit. It was...intense, to say the least, and if anything would be able to tax the girl's tolerance it was this sort of rough, dismissive, and downright abusive moment.

Cum splattered from Makoto's pussy to the carpet below as she struggled, her knees kicking as she tried to pull up. Her throat was bulging with every thrust of her sister's lap, a clear outline of a thick cock visible every time she went deep. Tears marked Makoto's eyes almost instantly, and she even gave a few muffled, gagging sobs as she was suddenly claimed in such a vigorous fashion. Deepthroating her sister was nothing new, but...it was always rough, always something even her well-trained body had trouble handling. Especially now that Sae was emboldened by creampieing her sister, this was going to be a rough trip.

"Guh...guh...guh…" She made simple choking noises as her sister continued to facefuck her, eventually the tears running across Sae's hands as she kept forcing herself forward. Sometimes, Makoto had to wonder if Sae knew she was a Phantom Thief - it was the only way to explain how rough and nasty she was with her! At a certain point, the thrusting even made Makoto cough up some of the pussy juice and cum she had already swallowed; a small erupting of clear delight spurting from her lips and splashing to Sae's stomach. All the while, Makoto looked up at her sister with loyal eyes. It might hurt to please her sister like this, but...she was still happy to do it for the older woman she loved so much.

Her parents would be proud. Kind of.

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Sae: If their parents were not going to be proud over their time together, at least Sae would be. Sae was proud of the way Makoto slurped her cock while she was ruined by a thick cock plunging past her lips and into her throats. Sae was proud of herself, too; after all, she'd not only managed to keep herself together through trying times-- with help, sure – but also, proud of herself for finding a way to make Makoto an absolute and utter slut. Makoto had been trained oh-so-well! Sae let out a low breath and then pulled the girl's head down to her cock. Forcing herself down to the base to make her make those wonderful sounds again and again.

There was a low sigh from her and she gave a calm smile. "That's a good girl, Makoto. Suck my cocok nice and deep, clean me off … clean yourself off of me..." Sae insisted, even as Makoto's leaking all over their lovely floor. What a shame. After a few moments, she chuckled and suddenly pushed her back off of her cock, only to reach out and grip a handful of her hair. Sae stood and tugged-- wanting Makoto to follow her as she made her way over towards one of the tall windows of the city … and intended to give her a shove, adjusting to put Makoto chest first against the window, grabbing her hips to adjust her; so her ass was pointed out like a whore.

Sae pressed herself against Makoto from behind and leaned into her, cock throbbing and beginning to slide up against her. "I'm going to cum in you, again... already done it once. What's the harm?"

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Makoto: Makoto was fully crying by the time her sister pulled her face off of her cock, but whether the tears were from the strain or simply the joy that she had distracted her sister from her worries was impossible to tell. As soon as she was pulled free she started a violently coughing fit; her lips dangling with spit and cum as she looked up at her older sister. As Sae yanked her by the hair and drug her forward Makoto quickly went right along with her, stumbling behind and whimpering as she was shoved into position.

The city lights were flickering below them and she took in the sight from the window, just as the cold glass chilled her smallish tits through the fabric of her lingerie and her palms pressed flat to the glass. She was only barely able to stand as Sae pulled her hips back and prepared to fuck her yet again, her pussy already shivering and soaked but always able to take more. To take more...for her family.

"Y-Yes...Sis…" Makoto managed to choke out in a trembling voice, her abused throat barely able to craft the words. She sniffled and nodded and shoved her rump back to offer herself up, inviting the older girl to claim her pussy in the same reckless and violent fashion. "It...it belongs to you, Sis...do whatever you want…"

It was true; in this household, Sae controlled everything. And she could have any hole any time she wanted.

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Sae: "You belong to me." Sae uttered, calmly. A quiet unease about her tone screamed that she very, very much had come to believe the words she just said. Makoto no longer was her person; she was fully property of her sister, sworn to the incestual union that the two had formed. Sae didn't feel any regret or remorse, no inkling that what they were doing was wrong; it was what it was, and glinting eyes in the low light cast through the window made it seem like Sae was a predator, with Makoto bent in front of her. Vulnerable, waiting to be eaten up. It was … an amazing sight, honestly. That lingerie suited her so well.

Sae passively gripped her cock, adjusting its position-- angling it to slide the head of her cock between Makoto's pussylips, lubing it up with the lewd strings of cum that clung persistently-- and dragged it up. It seemed a threat, that she was going to claim Makoto's ass, then and there, before she carefully slid it back down and sank forward to bury the entirety of her rod inside of her little sister. Thick veins caught and pulled on slick walls, forcing out spunk in long strings that drooled to the floor like thick honey. Unlike last time, Sae didn't start going at full force; instead of taking it down to rough but slow thrusts forcing Makoto to press into the window with each pump of her hips.

"Why did we ever use Condoms, Makoto? This feels .. divine. We shouldn't have wasted money on them." Sae roughly swatted Makoto on the ass, in some semblance of punishment for this; like Makoto had been the one to originally suggest it, as opposed to a slightly-more-sane moment of Sae's. She'd not want to ruin Makoto's life by knocking her up and making things complicated. Now...

Well, now, that was the entire point.

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Makoto: Makoto was the whimpering little slut her sister described as that cock flopped forward, lined up against her soaked pussy, and drove in to begin fucking her. Her sister's words continued to roll through Makoto's mind as her knees went weak and her palms slid against the glass. From below, she could only imagine the sight. As their living room had the lights on, anyone could see in...and this late they would most likely be the only room on that side of the building showing anything off. Even if Makoto couldn't see anyone watching her get fucked, she knew they were there. She knew she was on display.

Just like she knew she was already knocked up. With a wail of agonized desire, Makoto continued to allow her sister to claim her, and with every firm thrust, she became, even more, the whore of her older sister. Every inch of her was possessed. Every part of her was family property. Was she a little sister or a sex slave? Hard to tell, but it was leaning towards both.

As she heard her sister talk of condoms, Makoto's head continued to spin. If she wasn't already pregnant she would be by the end of the night, at this rate. Her school life was effectively over, and no pregnant girl could be a modern-day superhero. But beyond all that...she loved her sister. Desperately. Even with all the horrible, fucked up things she was doing. So it was amid Sae's depraved and heavy thrusts, thrusts that left Makoto's cheek slapping against the glass window, that the little sister looked back and studied her sister.

This would hurt them both. It would hurt Sae to hear...and it would hurt her to suffer the consequences. But...if she was truly Sae's property, if she truly belonged to her...it had to be said. No doubt, Sae's palace was about to suddenly be thrust into wild, high alert.

"...Sis…" Makoto whispered, her pussy dripping as it was stretched around the impossibly thick, hard prick of her older sister. She swallowed nervously, before saying words that would ensure she would be under Sae's oppressive grasp and impaled on her cock forever. "...I'm a Phantom Thief."