1 The Fuck That Lead To My Early Death
EDIT: Ok, so I'm going to do this again. Please read this chapter again since I've edited it.
The beady eyes staring at my face from just a few inches above, conjured a dewy film of water on itself.
Her soft rose-colored lips shuddered in exasperation, and soon she separated them and curled out her tongue towards mine…
She murmured with a soft tone, "Take off my panties, Yu-kun, "
It was in a slightly commanding, but fervent tone. She rubbed her plump bottom on my erect and uncovered cock and threw away the loose bra, that was until now, dangling from her flushed arm.
"Y-yes, Yui-nee… " My hands went down towards her hips as I untied her underwear, a black and floral pantie that definitely didn't suit what she was wearing before—a school uniform. Unfortunately I seem to have become used to it, and didn't even blink when I slid it down her legs.
Her skin felt scorchingly hot. I could see, from the edges of my eyes, a slightly wet spot on her underwear. Nonetheless, as I slid my hands back towards her stomach, her skin slightly convulsed as she sighed tempestuously .
Out of desire, she put both of her hands on my thighs and bounced back; a shameless effort from her in order to rub herself more against my cock.
Yui, my gentle and sweet elder sister, and the most beautiful woman to ever exist my eyes, exclaimed with a smile, " Stain me with your seed, Yu-kun. I want you, my sweet brother, to make me yours. I can't wait any…longer… "
She then released a small giggle as my cock surged, and with the guidance of her dainty hands, inserted itself into her warm and wet slit.
It had barely entered her, but it still made her let out a few sweet croaks that made me break into excitement. And in turn, I grasped her two ample thighs and pulled them upwards, all while she bucked and gently leaned on my right shoulder.
Yui's curly tongue skirted around her lips as she moved her head towards mine and lathered my cheeks, and ears with her aromatic saliva.
The sight was truly erotic to my eyes; the maiden I once thought of as eternally innocent was moaning and lusting after, unexpectedly, me.
Yui's rich breasts, located just below my chin, glistened with sweat. I saw her chest expand and contract as her familiar body odour hit my nose—I exclaimed, "Yui-nee, you...smell as inticing as ever," I ashamedly laugh while my hands meander below her thighs.
She shuddered, "It's all for you...Yu-kun...!" she chocked at her last word as I smirked and slammed my hips upwards, fully inserting my erect dick inside of her.
The arousing and heady smell of our sweat mixed together, as I grunted at the scorching hot and wet feeling engulfing my cock; it felt nothing, but ecstatic.
"Aaaah...i-its so a-amazing...!" A mindless giggle came out from her as she turned her mouth towards my cheeks, and kissed me.
"I love you, Yu-kuuun...! T-this isn't enough, it never will be! I want more of you...moooore!"
I felt a bit of overwhelming wetness as I entered more, and more deeper; Nonetheless, I still faintly remember the obstruction I felt when I first entered her...
A few suckling sounds from below—and above, rang out as Yui writhed on my lap and emitted low hisses. Knowing her well enough, I figured out instantly she was restraining herself to keep up her "elder sister act".
Nonetheless, I scoffed a bit at her previous remark, and professed with a florid expression, "Not that I mind what you're saying, but that's a bit quick considering how this is only the second time, right? N—"
Yui's body stopped moving, as her soft behind suddenly began to lie motionless—when moments ago, it was grinding itself quite vigorously against my stomach.
The intimate kisses on my cheeks, and the wild and slightly unusual hip movements made by her had died out as she became a cold and frigid rock—even the warmth, and slightly sticky fluid exuded from her pink flower had disappeared as I felt, as if I was thrown into cold water.
"What did you say?" She turned around and looked at me with a tilted head, closed eyes and a gentle smile.
My cheeks expanded, and I let out a brief yell of discomfort as I felt a rotten sensation beginning at my lower halves, that soon began to spread throughout my entire body.
A cruel, and emotionless smirk bloomed on my sister's regal face as she snapped her hands and gripped something located beneath my penis—my scrotum.
"My my, Yu-kun, nee-chan heard something she doesn't want to hear from her beloved little boy...is it true, that my affection has been called as 'quick'—or in other words, slutty—by him? Hm...?"
She murmured something else under her breath as she forcefully brushed away my hands, and forced herself on top of me.
I was wondering something; the tight grip on my balls, and the incoming breasts assaulting my face. Will this be my death?
So be it. I like my tiddies more bigger than my head; it isn't a shame to die in the breasts of a woman!
As the two soft, and lovely breasts engulfed my head and suffocated me, I thought about how and what lead to this current situation...
And how I almost died...
...
I awoke from my small nap, and instantly realized that I had fucked up.
I erratically brought my knuckles together as I raised my head from my desk, and stared wide at the classroom before me.
The girls in the classroom looked at me and smiled, and returned back to whatever they were doing without a break in their flow. Of course, they did peek at me once in a while, but that's what I would call as purely reflexive.
The boys in the classroom however, held annoyed expressions as they rolled their eyes at me—I could almost feel them telling me to go and die in a ditch.
Regardless, the boy siting to my right rolled his eyes and instinctively faked a collision with my shoulder, mostly in an attempt to arouse my attention.
I laughed and looked at him, "Hey, man. How's it going?"
The boy, Tadashi, grumbled in annoyance, "How's it going...my ass. Mine would go better if you weren't here..."
I rolled my eyes, "You should get rid of that sardonic personality, my man. Not saying that it's bad, but you're just too aggressive."
"Aggressive my arse, you ikemen[¹] lot never get tired, do you?"
Ikemen? That too, me? Oh yeah, well, I won't try to...avoid that statement as I'm indeed an ikemen.
I'm tall, hazel-eyed and brown-haired—I should check myself in my mirror sometimes more regularly, it feeds my vanity...mm, tasty!
Not that I'm a giant or something, it's just that I'm relatively tall compared to my class, and handsome, and cool, and dashing—but the latter half comes from the mouths of my aunties, so I'm not sure if it counts.
"So? You know, your girl problem wouldn't exist if you only had an iota of confidence; you lack even the tiniest amount of self-confidence."
"Ooh, that's a real insult now. Who said I lack confidence, huh?"
"...You're scared to even talk with the teachers, d—"
The blonde haired boy before me gnashed his teeth and slapped my hands—which I was briskly waving in front of his face— away.
"Okay, okay," he sighed and slammed his head on his desk, and continued in a suffocated voice, "Riajuu, someone has asked me to tell you to go to the roof..."
"Someone...? Ah I get it. You snooped into my locker again, right?" I got slightly angry, as it meant that Tadashi had somehow gotten his keys…
"No!" He rose from his tomb, in other words, his desk and reiterated with a booming voice, "Someone reeeally wants to meet you, and don't worry. I trust it. It won't steal your briefs or drug you or something." He waved his hands around with a smug smile and watched my expression.l
"You won't even disclose whether or not it's a he or she, will you?"
"No I won't, but what if it's a trap...you know, what if it's a he that dresses as she, just for you...huehuehue..."
Tadashi's smile quickly vanished, as he perversely smacked his lips together, mostly in an attempt to weird me out. Unfortunately it didn't work and instead creeped out the girls behind me.
"..." I ignored the smug bitch, and returned my sight to the beautiful girls in fro—
Okay, I'm not a pervert, I have no interest in stray women. For now, I have two more classes until school ends, then I have a dat—
I slapped my head as hard as I could and tried not to emit sounds of fear. As weird as it sounds, I have to regularly take my elder sister out on outings. Of course it's not because I'm lonely or somethin—
No no no, no no! I'm not a weird loner that has no female friends, I have a TON of them! It's just that she's a bit clingy, and doesn't approve of me talking to random women that haven't passed her so called "background check".
Now that I'm on that topic, she's also pretty protective. She doesn't let me date anyone…
Due to her, I had to turn down lots of women I was interested in. Which kind of reacted badly with the other women in my class, who now view me as a stuck up celibate that has a bitter vendetta against women! Nice.
I chuckled a bit, and thought about how my sister had half ruined my life...but nah, even a slightly sad glance from her makes me feel agony. It would kill me to disobey her.
I mean, I would really like it if I could hitch a date with a girl. Any girl… um, I don't have high standards. I'm just a bit too lonely.
Of course I can't forget about my sister. She always makes me reject them as ruthlessly as I can. One even said that she turned into a lesbian because I ruined men for her…!
Maybe she just evolved...y'know, like a Pokemon?
Footnotes
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1| Ikemen typically means a handsome, and successful man. Ikemen are typically characterized as being sharply dressed individuals with slanted, intelligent eyes, husky voices, slender wrists[¹.¹] and fingers, a manly build, an unruffled appearance, pale skin, and clean smelling with an air of mystery around them. (Ripped directly from Wikipedia)
1.1| isn't that fucking called feminine and stuff? Are slender wrists masculine in Japan...?
