Chapter 7- Strip tease?

[There are various kinds of womanly fluids with distinctive aromas and tastes. And amongst these, the sweet scent your senses have picked is the fragrance of your sister's sweat after the morning jog. You'll be sensitive to women's fluid from here on, to consider who's ready for mating~]

Despite the translucent screen being in front of his gaze, Ryouya's sight never took a look at the content written inside of it, for one...No, two big reasons.

The hole he has carved on the wall grants him a clean view of Kaede's room which tells why he was frozen like this at his spot.

*Gulp*

Even though Ryouya never accepts it, it was a given that he loved Kaede's ass and the jiggle it provided whenever she hopped or plopped down on her stomach.

He couldn't help staring at those peaches whenever she wore her tight yoga pants or loose clothing which gave the outline of her butt in full view.

However, the scenery his eyes were greeted with currently couldn't be compared to any of those accidental peekings he ever partook in.

Freshly after her jogging session, Kaede was in her room, in the process of changing her clothes. Right now she was slowly taking off her sports bra slowly, allowing Ryouya to gaze at the thin delicate back. Sweat glistened on her skin like shimmering marble and the sight for some reason, Ryouya found a little too erotic.

Her hair, which was tied in a ponytail didn't obstruct the vision as she shook her head a little after getting rid of her bra. Since she was facing opposite the wall from where Ryouya was peeping, he was only able to see the sides of her bare breast. Those meat buns simply betrayed her lean build.

*Gasp*

Ryouya found his breath hitching, as Kaede soon began trailing her finger down her waist and tucked on either side of her jogging trousers.

Taking the action slowly, Kaede leaned slightly forward before she began tearing off the clothing down her hips.

If he hadn't known her, he might have thought that Kaede was intentionally giving him such a seductive show but he couldn't be any wrong to assume such an impossible scenario.

Regardless, her movements were incredibly slow as she inched the trousers and after the slight push of her hand, those reddened peaches finally popped out of their restraint.

"Haah...haah..." Ryouya never noticed how he was shifting his stiff meat stick inside his pants while enjoying the friction the fabric provided. His eyes were now glued to that perfect piece of art that Ryouya had always secretly desired.

The greed to allow her to sit on his face while he ate Kaede's ass and lick her pussy made him hornier than before. The thought where she wiggles her ass on his face or twerks those cheeks while riding his cock made his heat rod twitch in his pants.

"I need to go away..."Forcibly tearing his eyes off the girl, Ryouya plopped down on the ground and allowed himself to take a breather for a moment.

Seeing his condition, Ryouya felt something definitely had changed or he wouldn't have shamelessly imagined those vulgar acts with his sister while he being awake.

Allowing his cock to settle comfortably in his pants, Ryouya picked up his bag and without any further ado, he left his room.

*THUD*

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Just inside the connected room to Ryouya's, Kaede heard her brother's door slamming shut before his heavy steps made his way down to the ground floor.

'Did he enjoy it..' With a fervent blush adorning her cheeks, she glanced toward the small hole she found some moments ago.

Kaede never was a perverted girl, but the thought of being watched by Ryouya made her excited enough to take this step and give a strip show to him.

'I wonder what should I do next time...'

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Ryouya indeed walked down to have breakfast to clear his mind from those perverse thoughts but there was something he glossed over in the heat of the moment.

His mother.

The woman whom he has practically finger fucked last night and made scream in pleasure for hours, was currently standing in front of him...with a smile?

"Morning, Ryouya. I assume you might have had a great sleep last night?"

The way she was casually moving around while arranging the breakfast and talking to him, Ryouya had a hard time believing that whatever happened last night was real.

But he knew it happened and he touched his mother in the way that a son never should. He has heard her passionate moans and seen that expression that only a satisfied woman makes.

Regardless, he didn't want to make things awkward between them so after a short, 'Morning' he took a seat and began eating the breakfast.

'Is she assuming that since it wasn't reality it's all good?..or maybe she has seen such dreams before-' Ryouya shook his head and dismissed those thoughts.

The time he spent eating his breakfast there were only causal conversations that flowed between the mother and son. Mostly, Aiko asked something or told him about the neighborhood or her work, while Ryouya responded with a faint 'Hmm' or 'Oh'.

Since he mostly remained like that, Aiko didn't find anything peculiar this morning whatsoever.

"I'll be leaving..."

"Ah, Ryo-kun, wait...." As Ryouya was about to take his bag and leave, Aiko approached him with hurried steps and grew closer to him to the point where he could take a whiff of her caramel scent.

It seems she has taken a bath early in the morning. Well, considering the condition she was left in last night, she must be feeling sticky all over...

'Again...stop thinking about it already...!!' Ryouya scolded himself inwardly, as he saw his mother, halting just inches before him and her hands going around his neck.

"It's surprising to see you letting your tie hang like this..." Lowering his gaze, Ryouya found that indeed his tie was clumsily knotted and hanging low down his neck like those delinquents who wear ties only for fashion.

He felt his mother's hand tracing the edges of his collar and tucking the tie strap inside before she brought her sculpted fingers around the knot to fix it.

From this close, Ryouya didn't have to look closely to find the small slit of the partition of her breast.

She had undone the two upper buttons allowing Ryouya to gaze at her dangerously visible cleavage. Her skin was white as a pearl and that slit provided a slight stimulus for Ryouya to realize how he no longer sees his mom, just as his mother.

Due to his shame, he turned his head away and allowed Aiko to fix his tie in peace. However, what he missed witnessing was how her breathing pattern shifted suddenly and her face was growing red passing each second. How her hands touched and felt his chest now and then...Ryouya just failed to register it.

After a short while, when Ryouya left the house, Aiko plopped down on the ground with her legs going noodles and her mind muddled up.

Her crotch has become wet enough that even a thick farm cucumber wouldn't find any restraint penetrating her.

'As I thought...I need to take care of this before leaving for work...'

She arrived late for work that day.

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A/N:- The harem wouldn't be too massive and I will give each heroine their time to fall for Ryouya. They would have different personalities and reasons to be with him.

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