Touya had always taken a liking to his little sister.
Fuyumi was sweet, so soft with him unlike their parents. She cared about how he felt, always wanted to make him happy or laugh when she could. She was at his bedside when he was sick or nursing injuries, and ready to play whenever Touya wanted to.
The perfect little sister that looked up to her older brother.
Something Touya felt like he got right .
He latched on to that feeling, wanting to always have Fuyumi look up at him with those wide, wondering eyes and ask him questions he knew the answers to, to have her clap and cheer him on whenever she thought he needed it.
Touya adored her. If he could, he'd take her with him everywhere he went.
Yet, he settled for the quiet moments at night when he'd had a "nightmare" and needed comfort. Fuyumi's door was always open to him, whether she was asleep or awake, and she'd always let him rest against her chest while she played with his hair to get him to sleep.
Then, when Touya started to get a little older, he started thinking odd thoughts.
He got onto the internet at a young age and found suggestive content along the way. He started off watching the softest of suggestive videos and graduated to actual pornographic content.
He'd watch video after video, read porn comics and magazines online, and save some of his favorites for later on a little hard drive.
Needless to say, Touya was a little pent up.
He took to touching himself after he saw a video of a man doing the same thing when he was eleven. It felt weird and itchy, tingling low on his body and making him squirm.
That was, until he got accustomed to it.
Touya often spent extra time in the bathroom, finding out how to pleasure himself and working himself into a horny stupor before he knew what it was. The videos were okay, but at some point, he needed a muse that was closer. Someone that meant something to him.
His mind immediately snapped to Fuyumi.
He knew what she felt like, had held her slim hips between his hands and pressed his body against hers as they cuddled. She cared about him—loved him, even, and was so open about that fact that it nearly made Touya's heart melt.
Though, he could barely remember what Fuyumi's body looked like from when they were kids. They hadn't bathed together in so long, and they always fell asleep wearing their pajamas.
God, how he wanted to touch her, to make her feel good like those women in his videos.
With increasing frequency, Touya would cite that he had a nightmare or couldn't sleep to come and lay with his sister in her big girl bed. He was patient, not making a move until he thought she was ready.
Though, that time came a little earlier than he expected.
Touya always got so excited with his face buried in Fuyumi's long hair and her back against his chest. He never tried to hump her, to rub his clothed erection against her while she was so unknowing.
One night, when he wasn't paying nearly enough attention, Fuyumi felt something poking her back. It had been a while, a little over two years, since Touya took to sleeping next to her—was he in pain?
Eleven-year-old Fuyumi reached her hand back, sliding it between them and feeling something hard in her brother's sleep shorts. She'd thought he was asleep, until Touya shifted, practically rutting into her hand.
"Fuyumi..."
He'd groaned her name as though he were in pain. Fuyumi was quick to try to pull her hand away, thinking that she'd done something bad.
"T-Touya-nii? I'm sorry—did I hurt you? I didn't mean to…"
Touya was awake. That she hadn't known. His hand gently held her wrist, pausing before speaking. Was he shaking? Surely not.
"N-no, no, I just..." He took her hand and guided it to his boxers. "It means I'm really happy ."
Fuyumi's heavy conscience lightened immediately. She always loved making her siblings happy, and especially Touya since he was always so nice to her.
"Oh! Okay—does it… can I touch it more?"
Touya nodded eagerly, his face now flushed—betraying him. His half lidded eyes raked over his sister's body.
He wondered if he could be as bold as to ask, "Yes, wait, Fuyumi-chan, can you... can you kiss it?"
Fuyumi could hear how he was a little breathless and nervous, but he said that he was happy , so of course she said yes!
She watched Touya pull himself up to the head of the bed and wiggled down beneath the sheet and between his legs, looking up at him with huge, stormy gray eyes when she went to place a little peck of a kiss to his clothed erection. She hadn't a clue what she was doing, but it made her brother happy.
"Like this?" she asked, all quietly giddy because her brother was all pink, and her own cheeks were flushing but without her knowing why .
Touya bit his lip, breath coming out in a rushed exhale through his nostrils as he felt the warmth of her plush lips against his clothed cock.
"Yes, just like that..." he said lowly, gravel in his voice from the arousal. His hands reached down, one caressing her hot cheek, the other slipping to the back of her neck.
"You can pull it out of my boxers, Fuyumi-chan, it'll feel even better if you do that." There was a subtle edge to his voice, wondering how much he could get away with while also assuring she wouldn't be too spooked by his request.
If it hadn't been Touya, Fuyumi might have been frightened. She hadn't had the best track record with men, looking at her and making her feel uncomfortable…
But she knew Touya. He wouldn't force her to do anything she didn't want to.
Slim fingers hooked into the waistband of his boxers as she tried in vain to lean into both of his hands at once. There was a funny feeling making her rub her thighs together as she knelt below him, and it was only fueled further by the sight of him springing from his boxers the moment the waistband was at his thighs.
"Oh," was the only sound she gave in response, eyes wandering all over his cock without entirely knowing what it did to her or her brother. But she came back to the head, the very tip, and pressed the lightest of kisses over a clear bead growing there. It was salty but not entirely unpleasant, making her lick her lips and gaze up at her brother in intrigue.
When cold air met the damp tip of Touya's sizeable member, he gave a little shiver and swallowed his fear as a new emotion replaced it.
Determination, and the complete and utter desire to see his little sister ruined.
Taking the hand from Fuyumi's cheek, he grabbed a hold of the base of his length. The other hand at her nape massaged at it tenderly, fingers glossing through her hair to encourage her as he spoke lowly, "Fuyumi-chan," he paused, his voice becoming sweeter now, "Can you put it in your mouth like a Chupa Chups? That'll make me feel really, really good."
He continued speaking while playing with her hair, his hand dropping down to her collar bone, then down to her chest. There was no hesitation as he took a hardened nipple between his fingers and gently rolled it. The feelings of wanting to touch his sister had never gone away. And now that he was actually doing it, his cock dribbled from the attention he was giving her; he was certain that with the way her thighs flexed and shifted, that the feeling was mutual.
"Do you like the way that feels, Fuyumi-chan? You're so pretty like this, you know that? So pretty. Even prettier than Mom."
Fuyumi noticed the change in her brother's gaze, and it had a shiver racing down her spine. His fingers were so quick, taking her flesh between them and making her whimper so softly from the sensation. Fuyumi had never touched herself like this, even when her nipples did get hard from the cold.
They certainly weren't hard because of the temperature now.
She arched her back into his touch, giving the softest mhm as her breath fanned out against his length. The quick breath she sucked in smelled of Touya, making her mouth water as she leaned in closer to take him between her lips like her favorite candy.
Prettier than mom. Touya had called her that, and she couldn't help the moan that vibrated in her throat from the compliment.
That salt from his leaking tip blossomed across her tongue, making Fuyumi take just a bit more of him in while licking messily at the head. There was a throbbing, almost itching between her legs, new and only slightly worrying when she was so concerned with making her brother happy. A hand splayed out over Touya's thigh, her cool skin against his warm body making her want to take all of him in.
Touya thoroughly enjoyed the way her body reacted to his touch, finding that he was right in his inclination to do so. She was turned on, and it was beautifully obvious.
His cock jumped when she moaned, the sound being something he needed to hear again, and again.
Her attentiveness to his cockhead made him throb, feeling close, but he knew better than to cum so soon. She'd never done this before, he knew that, yet something about the way his little sister was slobbing on his knob made him need to cum inside every single one of her orifices without pause.
"Hmm, do you feel funny, Fuyumi-chan? Are you feeling hot and wet down there ?" The grin on his face was downright devious, knowing that the way she moaned and worked her mouth over him was as clear of an indication as any.
His free hand cupped a nice handful of her breast, kneading and squeezing her with care. Both hands now worked at her chest, and he was thankful that every sound she made reverberated in the hottest way possible down his shaft. It was toe-curlingly good, and he couldn't help himself when his dominant hand was back at her nape, nudging her head down as he spoke roughly, "C'mon, I know you can fit more in that cute mouth of yours. My sweet Fuyumi-chan, you feel so good around my dick."
Dick. It was one of the first of many inappropriate words he'd learned to call his cock, and soon she'd learn too, with his teaching.
Fuyumi nearly stilled when Touya's hand went to the back of her neck. Her pulse jumped at the thought of him forcing her down further, since she didn't even know if she could take more. But he sounded like he really wanted it, and Touya was always so nice to her when she did good...
She tried taking a little more of him in, the taste of skin and tangy salt coating the back of her tongue and threatening to press into her throat.
Tears sprang to her eyes. She did feel funny, and she was trying her hardest to ignore that weird sensation. It was bad, wasn't it? She wanted to ask Touya what it was, but that would require her taking him from her mouth. In between it all, his hand on her breast made goosebumps rise on her chest and along her shoulders.
Then, she heard it. That word , one that their parents had tried to shield her ears from whenever they heard it, among other words. She couldn't fit anymore of his... dick into her mouth, could she? It was like... trying to eat a warm popsicle. She recalled that she could always take more in her mouth when she relaxed.
So, Fuyumi did. She relaxed in Touya's lap, letting the head press into the back of her throat as tears started to spill over her waterline. It was too much, but he said it would feel good . So she could endure a little bit more, even if she'd never done this before.
The feeling of the back of her throat ensconcing his cock was like heaven. He eyed the way she teared up, and his balls clenched from the pleasure; new kink unlocked? New kink unlocked .
He watched her make her way down his shaft, observing with perverse glee as his little sister sucked him, played with him in her mouth, swallowed him. He could bust right there and then, but then he couldn't forgive himself if he came too early and didn't get the chance to fuck his dearest little sister into even more tears.
New goal acquired.
His hands came to clutch her face, then he gently raised her head so she wouldn't have as much of a mouthful when he spoke to her.
"How are you feeling, hm? Tell your onii-san what you want." His fingertips caressed her tender face with grace, "I want to taste you, here ," he said as he reached between her legs and felt just how sopping her cunt was. "Would you like that? Hm?"
Fuyumi peered up at him through tear-clumped lashes, still suckling at him when his fingers brushed against her. She hadn't even touched herself there, but Touya's warm fingers against the heat between her legs made her tremble against his touch and moan just a bit louder than the first time.
When she lifted off of him to respond, her voice was wet, tearfilled and soft.
"Good, I wanna... fe-el Tou-nii there," she practically hiccupped. Her hips lowered against his touch, and her eyes threatened to roll back into her head with the softest of caresses. That burning in her stomach was only growing worse, and it felt like Touya could be touching somewhere better. But she hadn't a clue what that meant. "But—wanna keep ma-aking you fe-el good..."
It was easy to see how badly she wanted him, though what part of him it was, Fuyumi couldn't be sure. Her brother was teaching her so much already, and she was afraid that she might do something wrong when he was being so careful with her.
Her words shook him to the core, and he knew exactly what he needed to do.
He wasn't ashamed to admit he's read a lot of hentai, or even watched a lot of it, then there was his rather large stash of porn... all of it amounting to this moment where his perfect little sister wanted him, no— needed him.
Touya's never felt needed like this before, and the high was one he wasn't willing to let go of so easily as he coasted along.
"Shh, it's okay, let your big brother take good care of you, then we'll both feel good. How's that sound, hm?"
He didn't allow her room for argument as he sat up and put his hands on her shoulders, easing her back onto her butt before spreading her legs wide. Dinner time.
His mouth kissed from her knees down to her sopping panties, going down each leg with care. His hands clutched the outsides of her thighs, and eventually settled a nice grip on her hips as he began to mouth her through her undergarments.
Fuyumi was putty in his hands, moving as he directed her without a single complaint. She sat back, eased onto her elbows, and watched as Touya's lips traced over her skin. She had to steel herself against the trembling in her legs, sure that it would subside.
He said he had her. She trusted Touya, of all people. Her big brother always did what was best for her.
She thought that, was practically preaching it inside of her head until she felt his lips on her through her underwear. The large, damp spot was impossible to ignore with his breath fanning out over it every so often.
This was so much more intense than just his fingers. Electricity shot up and down Fuyumi's spine, making her whine and grip the sheets in her small hands. Where had her brother learned this? A tiny part of her was a little jealous, but it was entirely encompassed by the twitching of her sex beyond the damp fabric.
"Tou-ni-i!" she gasped, trying to touch him and nearly wriggling in his grasp. Fuyumi was barely able to reach a hand to his hair, snowy, pillowy white brushing against her palm and grounding her just a tiny bit.
"Feels fu-nny, kinda—tickles," she tried her hardest to explain around the lump in her throat.
"Feels funny, huh?" he asks, his voice lilting teasingly as his hands grasped the sides of her panties and pulled them down.
And lo and behold... his little sister's perfect pussy.
She was soft and hairless, puberty not hitting her quite yet in that regard, though he could say the same in his own case. He glanced up at her through hooded eyes as he tasted her for real, tongue gliding along her sex and pulling away, drawing with him a long thread of slick that was procured by his efforts.
Fuyumi tasted like she smelled; warm, slightly tangy, and mouthwateringly addictive. His hands drifted upward, reaching, grasping onto her chest while his mouth continued to lap at her.
He teased her with slow licks, pausing to flick her tiny clit every time he reached the top of her ushy gushy pussy. Without thinking twice about it, he lowered his tongue to glide its way inside her. Touya twirled and swirled the lingual muscle, drinking in her juices as they streamed into his mouth like a man starved.
"Fuyumi-chan," he murmured against her skin, sucking on her clit now, "am I making you feel good?" he asked in between oral ministrations as he continued his assault on her virginal sex.
She'd nodded, even lifting her hips to help him slide her panties off. It'd been a long time, likely since they were young children, since they'd seen one another entirely naked. That would have also been the last time that Touya saw her bare sex.
Not that she looked much different. Fuyumi was baby smooth and so soft and warm that it'd be easy to nestle in against her thighs and sleep there. Right then, she was squeezing them in around his head and practically keeping Touya latched onto her.
She'd felt that wetness before, only in small increments. Now, she was leaking all over Touya's face, a groan in her throat as she bit her lip to keep herself from being too loud and waking everyone in the hall.
It only got worse when he licked all the way to the top, jolts of pleasure all over her body making her toes curl and her hand fisted in his hair. That was too much, making her struggle to suck in breath after trembling breath.
"Y-eah, re-eally good—! T-too good, Tou-nii, I gotta—!"
What she had to do, Fuyumi didn't know, not right then. She was writhing beneath her brother's tongue, feeling too good and too weird all at once. That familiar sensation, one where she knew she'd have to be rushing to the toilet right before it, was nearly making her push his head from between her legs. More tears fell, her cheeks so pink and breaths so ragged that she was gulping down air whenever she could.
"Gotta pe-ee, To-ou-nii, please!"
"Then pee! " Touya said, mouthful of his sister's twitching cunt. He could feel the heat between her thighs rush forward, could feel how her itty bitty clit stiffened between licks and the way he sucked at her. She was gonna cum soon, he could feel it. And fuck him, if he wanted to cum alongside her, but that had to wait.
Her strength was nothing compared to his, given all of his training he did in secret. Her pushing him away was the equivalent of a small cat trying to bat at an unmoving object, and Touya was that immovable object. He knew that with a little more, just a little more work, she would let go and let herself get there—even if it meant she peed in his mouth.
The thought alone had his dick twitching too, throbbing and leaking, left out in the cold like a neglected stepchild. Soon, he thought to himself, soon he'd feel what she was really about when she would cum.
Faster, faster still he maneuvered his tongue along her sex, his jaw and tongue already sore. But the pain was unthinkable when he was making eye contact with the most perfect girl, the most perfect prize that he was convinced was made just for him.
"Cum for me Fuyumi-chan, I want you to let go into your big brother's mouth," Touya spoke gruffly, in a voice that couldn't have been his, but could belong to no one else but him. He himself felt like he could cum untouched, but he had to wait... he had to.
Even when she pushed with all of her might, Fuyumi's laughable strength failed her. And his voice, like fingers walking over her spine and pinching her nipples and playing with her folds all over again, snatched her to the edge along with his physical efforts. She'd started to tug at Touya's hair, thinking that the pain of it would have him lifting off of her. In reality, it had the opposite effect.
He buried himself deeper against her, and the heat inside of her was burning through her veins. It was too much and not enough all at once, and she wanted to cry out, tell him how dirty it was that he wanted her to relieve herself in his mouth.
Then she saw his gaze, so hot as she glanced down to him that it felt just like his hands all over her. There was no going back from here, no way she could redeem herself if she soiled her perfect older brother's mouth with her pee.
But, when the coil snapped and she gave a pathetic, muffled moan as she covered her mouth, her hips trembled and heat throbbed against his lips as she whimpered his name. She had tried so hard to hold back that the moment she was forced to let go, her eyes becoming familiar with the inside of her skull and tears racing down her cheeks. It felt so good , and the hot rush of shame, rivaled only by the way she was filling Touya's mouth, only made it that much better.
Touya was a greedy, greedy boy. His little sister had finally given in to his command, and piss she did.
It was surprisingly salty at first, mixing in with the slick that had coated the entire lower half of his face. Then he latched on, or rather, he locked in.
Drinking her urine was one thing, but he was certain that it came with much more of a splash, too. Was she squirting? Was she pissing? He wasn't sure, but he kept drinking as though he'd been in the desert for a thousand years.
He was desperate, careful to try not to spill a drop, but inevitably some dribbled down his chin and onto the front of his shirt.
When she had finally stopped writhing and releasing the salty, wet warmth from her sweet holes, he sat back a little—enamored with the vision that was her.
He could feel his balls throbbing, his cock was throbbing, his mouth was throbbing, his heart was pounding . The hair pulling, the way she called his name, it was all too much for him to take.
"Fuyumi-chan, I need to be inside you now," he said slowly, rasped words from a boy who'd never had pleasure this good before.
Fuyumi had collapsed from just how good it felt, her hair splayed out behind her over the blanket and the tiniest of wet spots between her legs where Touya couldn't catch all of it. Her mind felt all muddled, and it was a struggle for her to focus on his form with how sleepy she'd become.
When her gaze finally wandered down to Touya's dick, she noticed just how painful it looked, throbbing in between his legs and leaking that salty liquid all over again.
Even with her hazy gaze and tired muscles, she wanted to keep making him feel good. As good as possible, because while she was still twitching between her legs and trying to come back to her senses, Touya had made her feel really good.
Her mouth couldn't have compared to that, could it? She didn't know what she was doing, yet Touya had seemed experienced , in a way...
Her eyes drifted up to his face, to those heavily-lidded, blue eyes that made her heart thud in her ears. She reached out a hand and tugged him gently by his shirt.
"Want you inside," she murmured, sounding worn out but still so needy .
And, while Touya knew so much about physical pleasure and the rest of her body, she couldn't help but feel the need to try something herself. When he let her pull him closer, slotting his body between her legs, Fuyumi curled her arms around his neck and brought their mouths together in the lightest of kisses.
It was easy to mistake for an accident of a touch, but after the first brush of her lips against his, she pressed just a little more insistently. It was clear she didn't entirely know what she was doing but was obviously trying.
As glorious as she was laying there, like an angel sprawled across the sheets, she was even better up close and personal—not that he wasn't just as close and personal as he could've been while mouthing her—but kissing her was something else.
His heart felt like it might've burst in his chest when he felt the first brush of her lips against his. It was innocent, pure, he could only have hoped he was her first.
He was gentle while kissing her, his mouth still sloppy from eating her out, but she didn't seem to mind one bit.
Touya's arms encircled Fuyumi, and he held her close as he eased down and kissed her cheeks, then her forehead, and her nose, then back to her waiting mouth.
"Open your mouth for me 'Yumi," he murmured against her, his tongue slipping inside to touch and play with hers. It was a strange, yet erotic sensation, to be kissing his little sister. Her tongue was so wet, inexperienced compared to the hours he spent practicing on his pillows and toys.
A decadent dance enfolded between their mouths, Touya would chase Fuyumi's tongue into her maw, and then draw it back into his for him to suck on lightly.
When he finally pulled away, he found himself feeling lightheaded and insatiable.
"'Fuyumi-chan, I'm going to put it in now, 'kay? Be good and just take it easy for me." He was going to go slow, he promised himself, he promised her .
Touya sat back on his haunches after a moment of letting her catch her breath and he gripped himself, dick twitching from the contact. Down boy , he thought to himself, the show hasn't even started yet.
When he finally pressed the tip of his length against her folds, he tried, and missed, the first time attempting to get inside her. Embarrassing . He grit his teeth and tried a second time, finding home when he felt her hot, wet folds greet him in the warmest of hugs. She was so tight, so hot, it knocked the wind from his chest.
"Ffffffffffuck, Fuyumi you feel... feel so so good."
Fuyumi had leaned into every kiss, even eagerly parting her lips for him to delve into her mouth just as he had between her legs. As she arched her back, her growing breasts pressed against Touya's chest, so much broader than her own and firm that it sent a shock down between her legs and caused her to squeeze him with her thighs.
She hadn't ever done anything like this with someone else, only having the few romance movies she'd seen with their mother to go off of. Touya was her first everything , so caring and sweet with the way he touched and kissed her. And tasting herself on his lips did something to her, that wetness between her thighs still growing. When Touya pulled away from her, Fuyumi's lips were just as messy as his.
She nodded, even given a little okay when he said he was going inside. She didn't really know what inside meant, but her brother seemed to. He'd already made her feel so good the first time.
When Touya pressed himself against her and tried to slide in, she bit her lip at how he glided right off of her. Not that it was funny, rather she didn't even know she was that wet down there. She waited again, trying to even angle herself a little better—
Touya slipped in so easily, and while she knew he felt big in her mouth, feeling him inside was very different. It sent a little jolt of pain up, making her clench down around him out of pure instinct. Her hands were balled into little fists in his shirt, and she tried her hardest to keep still.
"Tou-nii? S'it supposed ta hu-urt a little?"
What if something was wrong with her? But Touya was feeling so good, she didn't want him to stop while the pain was so negligible.
All around him, Fuyumi convulsed and gripped him, as though her body were trying to pull him in deeper. She let out another quiet and desperate moan as tearful eyes found Touya's face.
"Wanna be good—make you feel good… s'just—really big inside…"
Touya had to bite down on his lip, hard enough to leave bruising indents when he felt her clench around his tip. He was barely in and she was just so fucking tight.
"It's gonna hurt a lil bit, 'Yumi. Don't worry, your big brother's got you."
When she called him big it did things to him. Made him want to go fucking feral, but he had to reel it in, had to make sure this was so good she would be addicted to his cock.
The way her body seized and clenched around him in tandem gave him pause, she was hurting, as if the tension around his dick wasn't enough of a giveaway. He had to go slow, despite his hips jerking forward a mere inch more, he pulled back and reinserted himself. A slow rhythm of in, out, in and out of just his tip while he was inside her, deciding to slowly pump her little pussy until she was comfortable enough for him to be a little more intense.
The soft squelching from between them was utterly erotic, her sounds the cherry on top that would echo in his ears for days to come. He was certain he could make her feel good, make her want to sleep with him again like this. And as he finally worked himself in to the base of his cock, now balls deep inside her, he shivered and rested his head in the crook of her neck, exhaling and groaning deep and low as he shifted his hips in little circles.
"You feel so good 'Yumi... so good... you're being such a good girl for Daddy... such a good girl..." He would not refuse himself now, given his kink, she'd learn about it soon enough and he was just as desperate himself. "Call me 'Daddy,' 'Yumi, your big brother likes it when you do that."
"Likes" was an understatement for sure.
It was supposed to hurt? If Touya said so, she believed him. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she weren't so anxious, not because of her brother but because of the sheer amount she didn't know.
When Touya pulled out and eased back in, it was as though that twinge of pain had started to subside. Instead of struggling to not close her eyes, she found herself wanting to look down to watch . When he went slower, it helped calm her, her body reacting and opening up for him.
The more he got into her, the more Fuyumi felt that ache in her stomach start to ease. Had that been the answer all along? Getting Touya's dick inside of her made that heat come back, but it wasn't itchy. With every bit of him that disappeared inside her, every noise that their bodies made together, she felt her stomach start to tighten again. Her whimpers turned into soft moans once again, the hands in Touya's shirt not going to stop him. Instead, they tried to pull him back inside, her tummy feeling so empty without her brother burying himself inside of it.
Little toes curled at Touya's sides when he bottomed out. It only hurt in the slightest bit then, and she was surprised when her brother pressed his head into the dip of her shoulder. He kept moving, if only slightly, the little circles making her hug him close and attempt to move her hips in the same, slow rhythm. She couldn't even deny that it felt infinitely better when they worked together.
Daddy had been one of the things they'd been scorned from calling their father. At first, it had brought plump, sad tears to her eyes. But now, with Touya calling himself that and urging her to do so…
He even called her a good girl.
"Da-addy—?" she whispered, hesitant at first. As though Touya would be upset with her just as their father had been. If his twitching inside of her was anything to go by, though, she could hazard a guess to say he really liked it when she called him that.
"Daddy's a-all the way inside… Fe-els really good—s'in my tummy," she murmured after and even giggled through her tears. Her hands had even moved up to his hair, shakily carding through the shorter strands at the base of his neck as she spoke to him to show that she was okay.
"Good girl, Daddy's good girl," Touya groaned against Fuyumi's flushed skin. His body heating up in that familiar way that he knew meant that his time was coming soon.
With his body temp rising, as did the amount of sweat on him as he sat up and started to really pump into her. She was so perfect the way she moaned, the way she giggled, the way she touched him and spoke in such a way that was so fucking erotic it made him want to cum inside her... to breed her.
Heavy claps of his balls surrounded them, their pants and quiet sounds the only thing disrupting the silence. He was in her tummy, he was inside her belly, he was gonna cum in her womb when he was done.
But he had to make her cum first—just one more time.
Reaching between them like in all the good porn he'd watched, he rubbed at her clit in little circles as he pounded into her. She was so delicate, so precious, he hoped she felt as good as she looked right now.
"Daddy wants you to tell him how you feel, princess," Touya said in such a low, lilting voice, needing to hear his little sister make her way through those filthy things she said without realizing just how hot she was for saying them. His eyes were ablaze, stuck to her glorious countenance as he struggled to keep his stuttering stride in check from letting go before she did.
Even with her cooled skin, Touya was white hot against her, inside of her. She had to still the moment she felt his hips start to move as he sat up. Her hands were on him, stuck to his shirt and nearly begging for him to come back and lay against her.
When his movement wasn't one of those slow thrusts, the kind he'd used to get inside of her, she gasped so sweetly at the way he filled her right up after leaving her empty. She needed him… to keep going? It was like she was anticipating something that only Touya could give her.
Fuyumi jolted when his fingers touched her again, sliding against the spot that made her legs quiver and mind numb. She wanted to see it—just one more time, watch Touya going in and out of her and making her feel like she'd lose her mind.
"Good—go-od, the best," she pushed out around a moan. "Daddy makes me fe-el real good, s'all hot inside, n'slippery—!"
She'd clenched down around him, her sex sensitive and throbbing beneath his fingers as he worked her. She was there again, feeling that urge in the back of her mind and shivering at the idea of wanting to do it. Even if she wet the bed and got her and her brother dripping wet in the process.
"Gotta pee, Da-addy, wanna—wanna make Daddy feel good to-oo!"
She usually didn't have to pee again so soon, and the tingling in her tummy felt different , but she had no words to describe it. Instead, her insides convulsed first, practically milking Touya's dick despite it not being her intent. Fuyumi was panting, trying to hold back with a little, desperate hnnn! right before she let go.
She squirted around him, his strokes only pulling more from her pulsing sex as it splashed between the two of them, her hips jerking up into his hand.
She wanted to apologize, to say how sorry she was when he'd made her feel so good and all she was able to do for him was make an absolute mess of both them and her bed. But, her tongue was heavy, holding back the loud moan she so badly wanted to let out. She held onto him instead, whining and whimpering in her throat while the only thing she was able to do was call out to him. Daddy, daddy in quick succession, a whisper compared to the sound of their bodies meeting and her heart pounding in her ears.
The moment he felt her release was like nothing he'd ever experienced before. The way she milked his dick with her tight, sopping wet puss was enough to finally get him to kick the self restraint aside.
Rough . He was rough now, hips moving erratically to meet her jerking pair and finally... oh, finally...
"'Yumi, I'm gonna cum... I'm cumming inside you!"
His release was immediate, balls tensing and flexing along with his cock as he buried his face into Fuyumi's neck and held himself inside her and unloaded— hot and heavy.
"Love... you..." he murmured, though he wanted to say"Love you so much, 'Yumi... Never leave my side…" but he was afraid if he admitted something so personal right then, something bad would happen. But that could've just been his insecurities in falling in love with his own little sister talking.
As she whimpered for her Daddy , he kept pounding into her. One hand to the back of her knee to raise it higher, the other pulling her hair, the boy gritted his teeth as he intentionally overstimulated himself. It was borderline intolerable, damn near painful, but he was still hard, still aching, and she was just so soft, so wet, so perfect. He couldn't resist it.
After the final pump of cum slid into what he imagined and hoped was her womb, he pulled out and flopped onto her. His body was officially boneless and unwilling to move, but only a little as he nestled himself between her breasts.
"... Never leave, promise?" he mumbled against her sternum as his stick cock rested, still twitching, at her thigh.
She'd barely had the wherewithal to understand what Touya was saying. Coming? Inside of her—
The hot release inside of her practically pushed her over the edge again, making her tense beneath her brother as he filled her with something. It was so warm, nothing like the slick leaking out of her.
And she loved it.
She heard him, the quiet "Love you" whispered against her skin, and it made her grip onto him, curling her arms around his neck to keep him there. He was so sweet to her, even when he was trying to fold her in half as he kept thrusting into her.
When he pulled her hair, she let out a little moan, only a fraction louder than the others. She was right in Touya's ear, making obscene sounds without knowing that they were obscene in the first place.
She held him there, so close it was hard for her to know where he ended and she began, until he was stilling on top of her and that last spurt of warmth filled her. He'd pulled out, no longer inside of her, dick pressed against her thigh.
Fuyumi came down slowly, her breathing deep as she tried to steady her thudding heart. She was a little embarrassed that Touya was lying on her chest, as small as it was, but he didn't seem bothered. She leaned up enough to peck a little kiss to his forehead, hugging him to her a bit tighter. With her tears having slowed and that weird heat subsiding, she pressed her cheek to the top of his head.
"Love you too, Daddy. I won't leave," she practically purred, satisfied that she made her brother happy. He'd likely have to tell her to not call him that around the rest of their family, or tell them about what they'd done, but that wouldn't be so bad.
"Can we do it again? With Daddy's d… dick in my mouth?"
It could just be their little secret.