The morning sunlight slanted into the living room. I had just finished washing up, and the cold water made my skin feel tight.
Before I could even settle down on the sofa, a warm, fragrant breeze suddenly wafted over me!
"elder brother!"
Shen Youyi was like a little cannonball, carrying the warm scent of someone just woken up. Her two slender arms tightly wrapped around my neck, with a touch of coquettish strength, and she hung her whole body on me.
Her smooth cheek brushed against my jawline, her breath sweet and clear, as she mumbled, "I missed you so much, brother! Two days apart felt like an eternity!"
This girl is surprisingly strong! I almost stumbled from her impact, and quickly reached out to catch her pert little bottom, feeling the amazing elasticity and warmth under her pajamas.
She was still wriggling, like a restless mermaid, making the hem of my clothes all messed up.
The sizzling sound of oil frying came from the kitchen.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of my mother's back as she stood in front of the stove, holding a spatula. Her profile was expressionless, and her gaze seemed to casually sweep over my brother and me, who were clinging together, lingering for at most half a second before she focused on flipping the fried eggs in the pan.
Dad sat at the dining table, holding the day's morning paper. His glasses had slipped down to the middle of his nose. When he saw us, he just chuckled, revealing a gratified expression of "close sibling affection," nodded, and buried himself back in the newspaper.
"Alright, alright, you're a grown woman now." I smiled helplessly, lifted her up a little with my hands, and carried this koala-like little darling to the sofa to sit down.
Shen Youyi snuggled up in his arms a couple more times, finding a comfortable position to stay in and refusing to get down.
I had no choice but to free up one hand to reach for the remote control and randomly clicked on a noisy variety show, letting the clamorous background noise fill the space.
"Dinner's ready!" Mom's voice came from the kitchen.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was ordinary. Dad praised the fried egg for being cooked perfectly, and Mom casually responded.
Shen Youyi sat next to me, her feet restlessly touching my calf under the table. She only calmed down after I gave her a warning look.
After dinner, Dad continued reading his newspaper.
I kicked off my slippers, sank into the softest spot on the living room sofa, and took out my phone.
The screen lights up, and the familiar wave icon comes into view.
King of Glory, let's get started! I was assigned to the development lane, and without hesitation, I instantly locked in Hou Yi. Anyway, at this rank, as long as I can farm up, that's fine.
I bought an iron sword and slowly swayed down the path, controlling the big, clumsy guy holding a bow.
Just as I left the spring, Shen Youyi's door creaked open. I lifted my eyelids slightly; she had changed into a loose cotton loungewear dress and skipped out, seemingly perfectly normal.
"Brother, what are you playing?" Her voice was crisp and clear, like a hard candy with its wrapper just unwrapped.
"King of Kings, huh?" I didn't even look up, my eyes glued to the minions on the screen, clicking the mouse rapidly, trying to grab every last hit for gold.
A smooth start, steady last-hitting, feeling good.
"Let me see," she said, and before I could react, she suddenly straddled me!
"Hey!" My hand trembled, and Hou Yi's position deviated by an inch, almost missing a cannon soldier. I was so shocked that I almost cursed.
"What are you doing?" I frowned at her.
The girl's soft buttocks pressed directly against my thighs, and through the thin fabric of her nightgown, I was instantly enveloped by her amazing elasticity and warmth.
Her knees were pressed against the sides of the sofa back, her whole body leaning forward, almost pressing against my chest. A sweet, youthful scent mixed with the steam from her recent shower wafted towards me.
"Nothing," Shen Youyi pouted, but her dark, grape-like eyes sparkled with mischief. She leaned close to my ear and breathed hot air into my ear, a sound only we could hear. "I haven't seen you for two days, brother. I missed you." The hot breath tickled my ear, making half of my body go numb.
I instinctively turned my head to look at the kitchen—Mom was facing away from us, slowly and methodically washing the dishes at the sink, the water gurgling. At the dining table, Dad was still engrossed in his newspaper.
Just as my heart was beginning to relax, a sudden chill ran down my groin! Then, the astonishing feeling of constriction vanished!
That brat! She actually did it! My hands were still holding my phone! And she just brazenly and silently unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper down a bit!
Then, a small, cool, and incredibly soft hand reached in precisely and quickly, slipping inside my underwear and grabbing my still limp and dormant penis!
"!" I froze, almost dropping my phone. Hou Yi stood frozen under the tower, half his health gone after being hit by an enemy skill.
Hold!
I looked up abruptly and met Shen Youyi's eyes.
Those eyes, which had been clear and cunning just moments before, now seemed to be burning with two small flames, shimmering with undisguised lust and desire, and two unnatural blushes rose on her cheeks.
She leaned closer, her lips almost brushing against my earlobe, her breath hot and husky: "Brother...it's hard...give it to me...I want it..."
boom!
A surge of heat rushed to my head. The image of my mother's all-knowing gaze in the bathroom last night flashed through my mind... This little devil doesn't know her mother knows!
This is just... so damn exciting!
A surge of wicked pleasure and secret excitement instantly gripped me.
I licked my slightly dry lips, forced myself to look back at my phone screen, and controlled Hou Yi to hurriedly retreat and take the medicine pack. I lowered my voice and almost gritted my teeth as I squeezed out a few words: "...Okay, Youyou. But...you have to hold back. No matter how good it feels...you're not allowed to make a sound."
I paused, a mischievous smile creeping onto my lips. "My brother doesn't want Mom and Dad... to hear the live broadcast." I subtly emphasized the words "Mom and Dad," wondering what my mother's expression would be if she "heard" it.
"Mmm-hmm!" Shen Youyi nodded hurriedly, her face flushed red, but her eyes were even more dreamy and excited, like a kitten that had successfully stolen some fish.
Her small hands kneaded and manipulated my crotch a few times, and the sleeping beast quickly awakened completely under her nimble fingers, swelling, hardening, and burning hot, proudly erecting a startling arc that stretched my loose underwear into a tent.
She shifted her body, and I could clearly feel that she wasn't wearing anything under her nightgown?!
Did she go back to her room and take off her underwear?!
Before I could even confirm, Shen Youyi had already impatiently adjusted her sitting posture.
She used one hand to support her shoulder, and with a slight twist of her waist, her round and petite buttocks lifted up in a slight curve.
Then, I clearly felt a smooth, moist, hot, soft, and tender depression, without any burrs or obstructions, pressing against my painfully hard penis through two thin layers of fabric, and then it began to rub and move up and down and side to side!
hiss--!
That indescribable slippery sensation, like an electric current, climbed up my spine, making my scalp tingle!
My penis, under the soft pressure and grinding of her private parts, became thicker, hotter, and harder at an almost visible speed!
The pre-ejaculate that overflowed from the tip of my penis instantly soaked her thin pajama pants and the inside of my own shorts, creating a sticky, warm mess.
"Mmm..." Shen Youyi couldn't help but let out a suppressed, sweet moan from deep in her throat, her body trembling slightly.
As she rubbed against the wall, she tilted her head and glanced warily toward the kitchen, where her mother was still slowly washing the dishes.
Then, she took another deep breath, grabbed my shoulders, and used her waist and hips to lift her full, petite buttocks even higher.
I could feel the crotch fabric of her pajama pants being pushed up, creating an alluring little indentation.
With her other hand, she frantically reached down and groped around where our bodies were joined.
Through the fabric, a small hand reached into my open crotch, accurately grasped the base of my hot, thick penis, and adjusted it to an angle that pointed straight to the sky.
Then, she lowered her waist, slightly sticking her buttocks out, trying to align the soft cleft in the center of her smooth, hairless mons pubis with the powerful, ready-to-go blade!
I could feel my glans pressing against the entrance of her soft, warm, slightly parted petals, sinking into a muddy, warm, soft flesh.
Shen Youyi let out a soft moan, as if gathering her courage. Her face flushed red, her breathing became rapid, she bit her lower lip, and she gripped my hand tightly.
Then, holding onto my shoulders, he suddenly sat down!
Plop... Sizzle...
Even through two layers of fabric, the deep, wet, and sticky penetration was incredibly clear!
The glans penis was instantly "sucked" in by a piece of extremely tight, slippery, and warm soft flesh!
Then came the even thicker shaft, which was swallowed up with difficulty, slowly, but with unwavering determination by that narrow, hot passage!
Layers of soft, moist folds wrapped tightly around me, like countless tiny mouths greedily sucking and massaging! The amazing tightness and warmth made my temples throb!
"Ugh—!" I couldn't help but groan, my fingers instinctively gripping the edge of my phone. Hou Yi almost fell into the enemy's second tower!
Shen Youyi was even worse off than me. She suddenly tilted her head back, her neck forming a breathtakingly white curve. Her small mouth was slightly open, but she bit her lower lip tightly, forcing back the scream that almost escaped her lips. Only a long, trembling sound with a sob escaped from her nose.
Her body stiffened, like a fully drawn bow, and fine beads of sweat seeped from her smooth forehead.
She could feel that iron-like, enormous thing forcefully cleaving through the softest flesh inside her body, stretching open her vaginal canal that had never been opened by such a huge thing before, until the huge, hot, umbrella-shaped glans at the very top slammed hard against the tender, supple flesh deep inside her flower!
An extreme, tingling sensation, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, overwhelmed her, as if she were being completely penetrated and filled.
"Ha...ha..." We both exhaled a long, silent breath almost simultaneously. It felt like an electric current was coursing through our bodies.
I lowered my head with difficulty, and my gaze met Shen Youyi's watery eyes.
Sweat dampened the stray hairs at her temples, which clung to her flushed cheeks.
Her eyes held a mixture of pain, confusion, a strange sense of fulfillment, and an intense, overwhelming desire.
"Brother..." Her voice was hoarse, with a hint of coquettishness and flattery. Her little bottom rubbed uneasily against my thigh, and the tight muscles inside her body contracted and tightened. "...Let's continue playing games?" she said, while raising her buttocks very slightly, and then sitting down slowly and carefully.
That tiny but deep friction made my penis throb with a thrilling, undulating sensation inside her wet, tight, and hot cavity, sending shivers down my spine!
Hold!
This feeling!
All around, there was tender, elastic flesh squeezing, massaging, and sucking... especially the folds of the cavity walls that were forcefully stretched open and tightly wrapped, each tiny undulation of her body brought an intoxicating and bone-melting friction!
Hou Yi?
The little figures on the screen looked like pixelated images to me!
My attention was bound tightly to the two people's frenzied union by an invisible rope, every inch of their caresses tugging at every nerve ending.
"Grandma... how the hell am I supposed to play like this?" I gritted my teeth, my voice as low as it could go, and sweat beaded on my forehead.
But to cover it up, I could only force myself to keep my eyes glued to the phone screen, my fingers stiffly moving as I played Hou Yi to last-hit minions.
The movements were more than a beat slower than usual.
Shen Youyi did not reply.
She seemed to have recovered from the initial, tearing shock.
She squinted, her thick eyelashes trembling like a cat stealing food, and began to try, very slowly and very slightly, to move against me.
The movements were so small they were almost imperceptible.
Her waist swayed very slightly, like ripples on water, causing the round, soft buttocks sitting on my lap to draw tiny circles up, down, left, and right.
Each descent was a deep, wet embedding, allowing my penis to penetrate even deeper into her soft core; each slight lift caused the layers of tender flesh to cling tightly, rubbing against the taut veins of my shaft, producing a slippery, sticky sound, which was perfectly masked by the exaggerated cartoon fighting sounds on TV.
Her movements were slow and careful, like she was dancing a slow tango.
But this almost static rubbing, combined with the amazing tightness and wetness inside her body, brought a different kind of bone-deep pleasure.
With each tiny insertion, warm love juice gushed from our tightly joined bodies, quickly soaking more of the fabric.