Sili and Dolly were indeed blood sisters. Dolly found it unbearable to witness Sili's pained state; she couldn't allow anyone outside to witness the unfortunate condition of her beloved older sister, who was being mishandled by her fiancé, causing her to squirm. What took Dolly by surprise was how her sister had suddenly fallen ill. Reluctantly, she had to close the door to the room adjacent to the drawing room.
Sili squirmed and cried out in discomfort.
"Could you lower your voice a bit? We don't want Mother to hear," Dolly cautioned, anxious about how their mother would react if she saw her fiancé touching her sister.
Sili was experiencing intense discomfort, feeling as though countless tiny insects were crawling inside her. If it weren't for Aiwa's strong hands kneading and squeezing her vulva and breasts, she felt she might lose her mind.
"Aiwa, is your method really going to work?" Dolly wondered, observing her sister's body thrashing about. She was concerned about Aiwa's ability to help Sili.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine soon," Aiwa reassured her confidently. He lifted Sili's skirt and extended his hand. Sili's leg revealed a combination of virgin blood and other secretions, and Aiwa smirked inwardly, pleased by this moment.
He decisively inserted his finger inside her. With the effects aimed at igniting passion, the bud within Sili responded immediately, and Aiwa gently touched it. When his finger made contact with the sensitive peak, Sili's entire body quivered, and a rush of fluids was released.
Her already heightened desire was intensified by Aiwa's touch, prompting her to tremble and writhe in pleasure. Just as Aiwa started to withdraw his hand, Sili's muscles tightened, gripping his finger tightly, unwilling to release the contact.
Aiwa didn't want Dolly to witness the scene involving Sili, so he gestured to her and instructed, "Dolly, please go prepare warm water and stand guard at the door. Make sure no one enters."
At that moment, Dolly regarded Aiwa's command as absolute; she promptly went to prepare the warm water and waited by the door, ensuring that no one entered. Once Dolly left the room, Aiwa swiftly unfastened his trousers, revealing his arousal. He then lifted Sili's leg and positioned himself, preparing to enter her.
"Ahh! This feels incredible," she exclaimed.
Feeling the thick meat rod's touch immediately provided Sili with a deep sense of satisfaction, similar to that of a very hungry child finally discovering his mother's breast. The sensitive area she possessed was already opened like a blossoming flower, and at that moment, it felt very soothing as Aiwa's robust and firm presence made contact. Letting her feel refreshed, Aiwa went out at once, throbbing and once again using his complete physical power to rub closely against her flower bud. That flavor was indeed indescribable in words. Feeling better, her honeydew once again spurted out of her. [Ahh — Aiwa — once again a little deeper!]
Sili couldn't help but hold Aiwa's buttocks, thinking of letting him stab a little deeper. She didn't know that until now Aiwa had merely held his thick rod and pricked 2-3 times. If he went forward to stab, it still couldn't be said that he would directly reach inside her summit, all the way to the uterus, and go! Aiwa didn't want to take her life and only thought of letting her know how much pleasure this rod could give her, allowing her to forever remember it.
Hearing Sili's shout, Aiwa led the pike toward the apex, making it bump into a section. This let Sili's whole body's desire burst forth and come out, as if all the nerves were concentrated in that one place. A spell of pain, accompanied by a hard-to-resist pleasure, made Sili shout loudly.
[Sili, are you all right?]
Dolly was outside the door, hearing that heart-tearing, lung-splitting kind of shouting sound, which caused her to become more anxious. However, Aiwa hadn't allowed her to come in, so she stood there guarding the door, preventing anyone from going inside. Thereupon, she merely pushed open a small part of the door to watch the circumstances inside, seeing Aiwa pulling Sili's two jade legs and her continuously moving buttocks. She could still hear the sounds of ramming and moving caused by the sexual secretions floating out from inside Sili's flesh hole.
[Ah — —unbearable la — — oh — —]
Aiwa's strong attacks made it impossible for Sili to resist; she felt a huge power being pulled from her body as Aiwa suddenly pulled out his member. After Sili once again spurted a portion of fluids, her body fell limp on top of the bed.
She felt her whole body lacking strength, all of her bones becoming weak. Aiwa lifted her skirt, exposing her long, snow-white legs and that secret region; she didn't have the slightest bit of strength to tidy up.
Since Aiwa was good at promoting passion, he was also adept at restraining it; he silently recited a few incantations in his heart, putting an end to Sili's intense desire.
[All's good now?]
Looking at Sili's relieved expression, Dolly cautiously entered. She gazed toward Aiwa's face, resembling a patient's family member attentively watching the doctor, wishing for hope and the same outcome.
**[Should be safe!]**
Aiwa's finger was coated with a sticky substance secreted from Sili's honey path. Dolly observed and proceeded to wash her fiancé's hands as if she were serving a master.
**[Moreover, at this point.]**
Aiwa's finger gestured toward the blood-stained meat protruding from his crotch area.
Despite her shyness, Dolly had reached a crucial moment where she could not hesitate any further. Aware of the urgency, she steeled herself to assist Aiwa by cleaning that area.
After ensuring Aiwa was clean, Dolly once again grasped Sili's skirt and pulled it down over her body.
When Dolly exited the adjacent room, she still felt anxious and asked Aiwa: **[Will my older sister suffer a recurrence in the future?]**
Her concern for her sister was genuine.
**[To explain, this condition is often referred to as sex maniac disease, and while there's always a possibility of recurrence, after the treatment I provided, it's unlikely she will reoffend in the near future.]**
Aiwa replied authoritatively, as if he were a seasoned doctor well-versed in the intricacies of the illness.
**[But what if Sili does repeat the offense?]**
Dolly was already considering potential future outcomes.
**[In that case, just contact me again. I'm not someone else, and I can provide her with free treatment once more.]**
Aiwa approached the matter lightly, akin to treating a common ailment.
**[But if my sister has a recurrence and you aren't available, won't that be embarrassing for her?]**
Dolly was inclined to think ahead; if Sili were to embarrass herself publicly, it would undoubtedly tarnish the reputation of the Herman Clan as well.
**[There's not much I can do; I can't follow her around every day, can I? You witnessed your older sister's repulsive behavior. How can she expect me to be her younger sister's husband after that?]**
Aiwa feigned disgust and resentment towards Sili. Even someone with a character as broad-minded as his could not tolerate being humiliated. **[You saw it for yourself; I had to engage in sexual activities with your sister while treating her. Once she gets married, she likely won't view me—Aiwa, this charming young man—the same way. What husband would allow his wife to undress in front of me?]**
Dolly paused, furrowed her brow, and, with no clear plan, silently hoped her sister would never trigger a recurrence of such an illness.
After a considerable amount of time, Sili slowly got up and began to tidy the area.
At that moment, sounds from the entrance caught Dolly's attention. She went to check and returned to inform Aiwa that her older brother had come back.
Earlier, Federer had spotted Aiwa's carriage outside, its Holtzer Clan insignia unmistakably visible. He was surprised to see that Aiwa was still visiting the Herman Clan.
In a fit of anger, Federer entered the drawing room where Aiwa was seated.
**[Aiwa, why are you still here? The Herman Clan does not welcome you!]**
Federer had already suffered a loss at Aiwa's hands and was brimming with unexpressed frustration as he motioned toward the exit, demanding Aiwa leave.
**[Are you implying that the Herman Clan treats its visitors this way?]**
Aiwa calmly met Federer's fierce gaze, crossing his legs as he spoke.
**[Who says you're a visitor? The Herman family has no place for someone like you!]**
Federer struggled to contain his anger. His instinct was to throw this presumptuous young man off the family's sofa immediately.
At this moment, Sili emerged from the adjacent small room, her attire tidy and well-structured, though her face still bore a flush. She turned to her elder brother and stated emphatically, "Brother, I never approved of how you treated Aiwa. Not only is he a guest of my sister, but he is also my friend, and we should show him the proper respect."
"Respect? Are you really asking me to treat him with respect?" Federer shot back, clearly referencing the incident involving Ryan, himself, and Aiwa that had transpired earlier. However, he couldn't bring himself to disclose the details, as admitting that a 20-year-old had been bested by a 17-year-old would be quite humiliating.
"Are you planning to report this to your master, Aiwa?" Sili inquired, glancing at Aiwa. She was taken aback, surprised that a person as young as Aiwa would dare to act disrespectfully toward the young master of the Herman family, who held a significant position as a Junior Officer.
"Oh, not to worry! My brother-in-law is just playing around with me; I certainly wouldn't dream of being rude to him!" Aiwa replied with a lighthearted laugh.
"Humph!" Federer grumbled, feeling isolated as Sili stood beside Aiwa. With a sigh, he left the drawing-room.
"Young Master Aiwa, you are our honored guest today. I can have the kitchen prepare a banquet in your honor," Sili said as she drew closer to Aiwa, adding softly, "I also want to express my gratitude for saving me."
Her scent and presence were undeniably captivating to him.
Aiwa still had Dolly by his side, so he couldn't let his feelings get the better of him. He had to shift back slightly to avoid being in close proximity to her alluring and prominent figure.
Dolly couldn't help but feel a twinge of discomfort at the sight of her older sister Sili being so close to Aiwa. Even though it wouldn't be appropriate to show jealousy, her emotions were evident on her face, as she struggled to hide her displeasure.
Sili, noticing her younger sister's reaction, approached Dolly with a smile and reassured her, saying, 'Dolly, don't worry. I'm not going to compete for your affection. Aiwa will always be my dear younger sister Dolly's.'
After Sili's remark, Mrs. Groote Alice quickly agreed to Aiwa staying for a meal. Though Federer protested, he could not sway his younger sister Sili, who held the authority in the matter.
During the Herman Clan's lunch banquet, Aiwa demonstrated a polished and courteous demeanor, which influenced Alice's previously biased perception of Kyle's family due to Groote's opinions. She began to view Aiwa as an exception and formed a favorable impression of him. Alice resolved to use this perspective to persuade her husband, Groote, to allow their daughter Dolly to marry this distinguished young man. Meanwhile, Federer left the table in frustration after finishing his meal.
As the time came for Aiwa to depart from the Herman family, Sili felt a tinge of reluctance. In a moment of intimacy, she stepped forward to grasp Aiwa's hand, her finger scratching his palm while discreetly slipping something into his grasp.
Aiwa felt proud as Sili rose on her tiptoes and unexpectedly kissed him. This kiss was more profound than their previous encounters, as her small lilac tongue intertwined with his, making Aiwa acutely aware of its intensity. This moment held greater significance than before, reflecting the depth of the Prime Minister's daughter's affection, a sentiment not easily attainable by other boys.
Dolly also approached Aiwa to say goodbye with a kiss. Their kiss was more fervent due to their engagement, her display of affection being bold and captivating.
After Aiwa boarded his carriage, he examined what Sili had secretly given him—a piece of blood jade. In the Hass Empire, blood jade is a highly valuable item known to enhance one's fighting abilities when practicing dou qi, potentially boosting a person's power by a rank.
Aiwa was aware that Dolly, alongside her sister, had three other siblings, although he had yet to meet the remaining three. Their mother, Alice, was also quite attractive, and he considered the possibility of pursuing a relationship with the entire family if the opportunity arose.
Upon returning home, Aiwa found Margaret waiting for him in his room. Dressed in casual attire, she appeared even more alluring than in the morning. Her form-fitting skirt accentuated her long, graceful legs, while her movements caused her chest to sway enticingly.
"Dear Aiwa, I have received the Queen's decree instructing you to report to the imperial palace tomorrow. It's unfortunate that I can no longer see you every day," Margaret said, her tone a mix of jest and earnestness. After experiencing Aiwa's masculinity, she yearned for his company, and the Queen's order felt like a cruel separation.
Aiwa tenderly pinched Margaret's chin, gazing into her deep blue eyes before kissing her softly. As her fragrant tongue explored, his hand slid down her neckline, grasping her soft breast. She wore no undergarments beneath her casual dress, allowing his hand to rest directly upon her.
Responding to his touch, Margaret eagerly began removing Aiwa's clothing, quickly stripping him of his formal attire. With urgency, she reached for him, longing to bring them closer together.
Aiwa, however, took his time, showering her with kisses while teasingly manipulating her breasts. His caresses caused her to feel a mix of excitement and exhilaration, leaving her breathless and yearning for more.
Aiwa reached one hand inside her skirt, revealing that Margaret was not wearing anything beneath it, just a patch of hair, which was already somewhat damp.
[Oh, is the response that swift?]
Aiwa parted her lips while simultaneously guiding his large hand to softly caress the area between her legs.
Everything has been your doing! I was already waiting at home for you. Haven't you been enchanted by that goblin, Dolly? I still believed you would spend the night with that little beauty in her bed.
Margaret pouted playfully.
'Hehe, I want to take you to bed. What do you think?'
Aiwa let out a crude, demonic laugh, an inappropriate expression that seemed out of place given his age.
'I can hardly wait—'
Considering the love affair between her and her stepson, Margaret felt a surge of excitement, especially knowing that starting tomorrow, her affection for this boy would shift to the Queen. This thought only intensified her desire for him. If it weren't for her identity as his stepmother holding her back, she envisioned a passionate night with Aiwa that could last until dawn.
Aiwa positioned Margaret atop the bed, gently lifting her skirt to reveal her smooth, white thighs. The area between her legs had become damp, resembling a small stream. He leaned down, his mouth nearing her intimate area, and extended his tongue to taste the already wet entrance.
"*Oh, Aiwa, I love you*," Margaret sighed. Her tender entrance tightened instinctively. Aiwa continued without hesitation, using the tip of his tongue to explore deeper, while her muscles pressed against him.
"*Oh, I want your long part,*" she added, feeling a sense of urgency about General Kyle's potential return that might interrupt their moment. She wished for Aiwa to take his larger member and penetrate her.
However, Aiwa remained composed, taking his time as he licked, occasionally teasing the sensitive area above. A mere sweep of his tongue elicited quivers from her body, prompting her entrance to release a flow of arousal.
These creamy secretions heightened Aiwa's desires. He almost greedily took them into his mouth, stimulating her soft flesh and bringing about waves of pleasure that intensified her longing. "*Oh, Aiwa, could you please be a bit quicker? If your father comes back, we might not have the chance to continue,*" she urged.
Margaret had already adjusted her skirt to her waist, attempting to part her legs and reveal herself to Aiwa as much as she could.
In dealing with Margaret, Aiwa found that he did not need any special techniques; simple methods were sufficient to elicit her response. His lips and tongue were soon exploring her vulva, gently rubbing against her sensitive skin, causing Margaret's body to tremble.
[Ahhh — — it's very intense — —]
Her long legs crossed over one another, an intentional movement designed to heighten friction, which intensified the pleasure. This increased arousal resulted in more sexual fluids being released, all of which Aiwa eagerly consumed. Aiwa was well aware of the alluring parts of her body; he used his strong hands to grasp her ample breasts, kneading and pinching them gently.
[Ahh — Aiwa - you'll drive me to the brink— it's overwhelming— please, take me quickly——-]
Margaret found the overwhelming pleasure difficult to tolerate. Her still sensitive legs experienced another wave of orgasmic bliss, while Aiwa's licking produced sounds reminiscent of gentle splashes, accompanied by the release of bodily fluids.
Aiwa observed Margaret with concern as she squirmed anxiously. He positioned himself, wrapping her legs around his waist, as he entered her.
[Oh— — intensely pleasurable — —]
At last, Margaret felt a sense of satisfaction, letting out a soft sigh as her legs lifted high. She yearned for Aiwa's strong presence, desiring a deeper connection. The pleasure she experienced was unmatched, far surpassing the sensations derived from mere oral stimulation. Aiwa skillfully thrust, deeply penetrating her, ensuring that every part of her was attended to, while her body responded with natural fluids during the encounter.
As Aiwa continued his motions, Margaret found herself reaching climax repeatedly, with each experience more intense than the last. In contrast to her past encounters, particularly with Old Kyle, where fulfillment was lacking, Aiwa's every movement led her to a level of pleasure she had never known before.
Margaret was unsure of how many times she had reached climax. With Old Kyle absent, she had allowed herself to indulge in the moment, bracing herself by biting her teeth.
Eventually, she could not maintain that composure. Just as she prepared to brace again, her body reacted involuntarily, lifting her long legs into the air, slipping beyond her control. She anticipated Aiwa would pause his actions, yet he remained steadfast and ready, stirring amidst her physical responses.
[Ahhh — why haven't you climaxed yet?]
Margaret urged her body to respond to Aiwa's movements; he continued to thrust inside her while remaining fully erect. Occasionally, she felt a strong pulse within her, creating a pleasurable rhythm.
[Would you like assistance in reaching climax?]
Aiwa's hands tenderly explored her ample breasts, as though kneading soft dough.
[Is this still challenging?]
Margaret's vision faded slightly as she focused on Aiwa's anatomy. Every nerve in her being was inundated with pleasure, yet she felt compelled to please Aiwa. She reached out, grasping his thigh and guiding him toward her mouth, her tongue extending to caress the tip of his engorged member. Aiwa observed her delicate tongue skillfully stimulating him, pleasure radiating from that area throughout his body. She held him firmly, drawing the glans closer to her lips, looking up at him with a question, [Is this enjoyable for you?]
Aiwa leaned in slightly, and his member moved further into her mouth, reminiscent of their earlier interactions. Her lips tightened, and the warmth in her mouth and vagina increased simultaneously. Aiwa's organ swelled again, presenting a challenge for Margaret to accommodate.
As he moved in and out of her mouth, he was careful not to thrust too deeply. He recognized that she wasn't Young Lady Ruth and understood the potential risks; his girth could obstruct her throat and pose a danger to her well-being. He had no intention of putting her at risk.
His focus was less on the oral stimulation and more on the thought of exploring her anus. His finger traced down from her abdomen, moving towards her lower region, gently probing: [Is this acceptable?]
Aiwa let out a crude, unsettling laugh, assuming that most women might not agree with his perspective on the subject. However, Margaret, who was straightforward and open, responded by adjusting her position to face Aiwa, subtly signaling her interest. She was aware that the area between her legs, often referred to as the chrysanthemum line, was already slick with a smooth, milky substance emanating from her core. As Aiwa's arousal became apparent, he gradually moved closer, entering her and fully connecting with her.
Aiwa boldly penetrated the hidden entrance, no longer worried about causing harm to his stepmother. He was further pleased to discover that Margaret's entrance unexpectedly contracted around him with significant strength. If it weren't for Aiwa's considerable strength, withdrawing would have required effort from both him and Margaret. He thrust with enthusiasm and caressed her passionately, leading to her pleasure.
[Ah— very hot—-]
Margaret, faced with such intense teasing, couldn't help but exclaim. The sensation from the member against her felt akin to a heated object, both intense and pleasurable. However, Aiwa was experiencing the greatest pleasure; the unrestrained sensation was truly unmatched. Taking a bold approach, he thrust into Margaret with a rhythm he struggled to control. After about thirty minutes of this vigorous engagement, Aiwa remained firm and showed no signs of finishing, while Margaret felt an overwhelming heat and realized she could no longer endure it.
"Aiwa, this is too much—it's unbearable!"
Margaret, seemingly attempting to evade his fierce assault, also prevented him from penetrating her defenses.
[Yet I still haven't given in!]
Aiwa felt uneasy.
[What about utilizing this place?]
Margaret's two hands clasped her breasts, letting them stick together. Aiwa already understood the idea, thinking to himself: [This is one very good method]. Thereupon, he pulled out his meat rod from Margaret's anus and again inserted it between her soft breasts, going inside those plump, rich breasts. His rod was very long, inserted at one end and straightway coming out of the other end, that lustrous glans at once resembling a meat-sewn drilled serpent and the same.
Here, although Margaret's anus didn't have that kind of vigor, it was instead soft and very flexible, providing a unique sensation. That meat rod inserted between those breasts made him feel immediate movement, precisely moving around several hundred times. That fast rubbing let him feel himself nearing his climax. He suddenly felt that essence about to twitch and spurt. He immediately drew out that meat rod from Margaret's breasts, and milk-white semen ejaculated from the crux of that meat rod, layer by layer spurting out, shooting all over Margaret's lovely face.
"[Aiwa, are you also going to aim like that all over the Queen's face?]"
A short time later, Margaret inquired with interest.