When I woke up, I was still in her boobs.
As I was cradled in Yamamoto-san's arms, I enjoyed the rich fruit that filled my face and look back on how I was able to avoid suffocating to death.
Or, if there was such a thing as a happy death, I might have been fatally injured and on the verge of death.
I won't die until I enjoy Miyu's boobs.
"Nh... Sotomichi-kun... you're awake, aren't you?"
Yamamoto-san woke up with me, probably sensing the change in my breathing and body temperature.
Yamamoto-san buries me deep into her boobs with a dreamy look on her face.
As expected, I couldn't breathe, and as I was mumbling, I got an incomprehensible answer, 'Yeah, yeah, I slept well too.'
"Muguh... o-... dying..."
"Ah, I'm sorry. My little brother came over the other day, so I just."
I don't know why she 'just,' but it seems like her little brothers are getting this type of breast press every time.
If she's been doing this since they were little, they'll have a hard time in the future.
"I think I slept for about five hours. How are you feeling?"
Yamamoto-san checks her watch while holding my head with one arm.
She relaxed enough that it wasn't painful, but she just wouldn't let me go of her boobs.
I feel like I'm being treated like a child... not bad.
"I'm feeling better."
I pretend to be calm and move my bad son away from Yamamoto-san, having a hard erection since I woke up.
However, there was no way that Yamamoto-san would overlook such a slight movement of his hips, and her hand immediately caught up with it under the futon.
"You're full of energy, aren't you?"
Yamamoto-san strokes my penis through the top of my pants, as if checking the shape of it.
"It can't be helped if something like that happens to me."
If I only have boobs when waking up, I have no choice but to get an erection.
Yesterday and today, when I woke up from sleep, there was a beautiful girl next to me. Before I knew it, my life had become so blessed.
"Do you like boobs?"
Even when Yamamoto-san lies on her side, she emphasizes her well-shaped chest by pinching it between her elbows.
If I put this erection in there, would I be able to remain conscious in pleasure?
"Boobs are..."
There's no man that doesn't like them.
However, my 'like' towards breasts is a little different from the 'like' that other people have.
After all, I've been living every day with that little sister showing me her bulging breasts.
What's more, these days she even comes into the bath and bed with me.
Still, I was forced to abstain from touching her chest.
Just like Yamamoto-san was worried about not being able to have sex, I too have years of frustration.
Sachiko also had some, but they were appropriate for her age so to say, anyways Miyu's and Yamamoto's boobs were on a different level.
As long as I can enjoy it to my heart's content, I don't care if my lifespan is shortened.
"My boobs are... um... quite... my favourite... but..."
I can't lie.
No matter how despicable it is.
"Is that so."
Yamamoto-san puts her hand in my pants.
My whole rod was enveloped by the feeling of skin that was different from my own hand which I always hold with.
The feeling of having my penis in someone else's hands always gives me a thrill.
My penis was already fully operational.
Perhaps because I was thinking about Miyu, I was completely in heat.
As the older brother, I can't blame her, but this is also due to Yamamoto-san's breasts.
There's no way a man can resist the eroticism of two beautiful girls.
"You like them that much, huh."
Yamamoto-san grabs my penis and this time directly checks its shape.
Even though it was just a handjob, Yamamoto-san's skin still felt amazingly fleshy.
Immediately after that, I was urged to take off my underwear, and when I raised my hips to match Yamamoto-san's hand movements, I was quickly stripped naked.
"a... ahh... feels good..."
"Hey, Sotomichi-kun."
Yamamoto-san lifted up her T-shirt almost to her solar plexus while handling my cock.
"Do you like boobs?"
Her underboob, which shines like a white peach, sways gently.
"Ah... oh... aahh... I-I like them...!"
The moment I saw it, the heat in my body sprang up.
Yamamoto-san also tightens her grip on my cock, the atmosphere finally getting really erotic.
I think it's pathetic I'm always relying on girls to lead the way.
But I wonder if it's okay for me to touch this beauty.
I'm sure Yamamoto-san would forgive me no matter what I do, but I couldn't muster up the courage to step in, probably because I've been having sex with Miyu with so many restrictions.
"Sotomichi-kun is an honest and good boy, isn't he?"
Yamamoto-san stroked my glans.
I've never had much experience receiving praise, so I'm so happy it feels like my heart is tickling.
"Ah... um..."
After all, I can't be the only one who feels good.
I'm not a virgin anymore.
I can't leave myself to Yamamoto-san's onanism forever.
I need to do some foreplay.
"Y-your... boobs... can I touch them...?"
When I said it, it felt like I was just spitting out my desires.
It's common practice to play with her nipples during foreplay to make her feel good, but I wonder what Yamamoto-san would have thought.
"Nn... let's see..."
After thinking about it a few times, Yamamoto-san pulled down the T-shirt that was showing a glimpse of her underboobs.
As I was feeling discouraged, wondering if I had made a mistake in how I approached it, Yamamoto-san pulled my hand.
"You can put it in."
Yamamoto-san took the trouble to let the hem of her T-shirt flap.
So she wants me to get my hands in it.
"Haah... Yamamoto-san's... boobs..."
Although my hand sometimes got lost, I inserted my hand from Yamamoto-san's abdomen into her T-shirt.
Yamamoto-san and I have a long-standing relationship of doing erotic things, but sneaking my hands into her clothes like this, it feels like I'm doing something I shouldn't and it excites me.
Meanwhile, Yamamoto-san has been stimulating my cock.
"Ah... amazin-... aah..."
Only the shape of Yamamoto-san's boobs and the shape of my hand grasping them were visible in the thin T-shirt.
Yamamoto-san's boobs were soft.
Despite having the firmness of a freshly cut melon, it feels like a marshmallow.
Rather than Miyu's boobs, which still had its elasticity, the meat started to wrap around the grooves of my fingers.
I want it sandwiched.
This hard cock.
If Yamamoto-san gives me a titjob, I don't think I'll be able to use an onahole for the rest of my life.
"Haah... haah... Yamamoto-san... um..."
I have to go further.
Just massaging her breasts won't make Yamamoto-san feel good.
"C-can I touch the tip too...?"
Erogenous zones are sensitive areas that are normally never allowed to be touched.
But when it comes to sex, it doesn't start until you touch the erogenous zones.
Sex feels good because you're allowed to do something you shouldn't.
This all or nothing is what makes sexual relationships difficult.
However, compared to Miyu's delicacy, Yamamoto-san possesses a warm and generous temperament like a Buddha.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
After all, I'm doing all these things with Miyu too.
"You want to touch the tip too?"
In response to Yamamoto-san's question, I nodded slightly.
Yamamoto-san's hand continues to rub my cock.
Panting from the pleasure, I was just enjoying Yamamoto-san's thick breasts, when Yamamoto-san chuckled and brought her face closer to me.
"Make me feel good, okay."
I felt a tingle in Yamamoto-san's breath, and at the same time, I felt a surge of motivation.
I was asked a favour from Yamamoto-san.
She asked me to touch her body and give her pleasure.
As a man, there is no greater joy than this.
"Nh..."
When I touched her nipples, Yamamoto-san's body stiffened slightly.
Perhaps due to the age difference, I feel that her nipples were slightly larger than Miyu's boobs.
It's big enough that I can pick it up with the pads of my fingers.
I wonder if Yamamoto-san is excited, considering this hardness.
"How should I touch it...?"
I'm pretty much a virgin when it comes to foreplay.
During sex with Sachiko, I was obsessed with ejaculating without using Miyu as fap material, and I don't think I put enough effort or consideration into it.
I was glad that Sachiko happened to like that intense sex.
As a man, I have never had the experience of playing properly with a girl.
In contrast, Yamamoto-san is the exact opposite.
She's experienced in bed.
I don't have the dexterity to make up for this difference in experience.
I know it may seem dull, but I had no choice but to ask her to tell me what she wanted.
Perhaps it was because I had exposed myself to Miyu so many times that I had lost all of my pride as a man.
"I'll be pretty happy with soft touches."
"...Got it."
I stopped touching her nipples with my fingers and gently rolled them, as if rubbing the soft skin.
"Fuuh... nnh-... haah... that feels great, Sotomichi-kun..."
I don't forget to caress her breasts, and sometimes rub my fingertips around the nipples to tease her.
When Miyu was licking me, it certainly felt good to be made to feel like this.
"Fuah... nh... feels good... ah..."
Yamamoto-san is moaning.
My fingers make Yamamoto-san feel it.
"Yamamoto-san... ah... uu... this too... feels good..."
Yamamoto-san also moves her hands violently, stimulating my sexual sensations.
The two of us are making each other feel the same, and even though we're not actually inserting ourselves, it's a great feeling.
"Nhah... ah-... Sotomichi-kun... amazing... slimy..."
Yamamoto-san scoops up some of my pre-cum and spreads it on my penis.
Her onanism, which was just stroking, began to make a muffled sound.
"Ahhh... Yamamoto-san... that... feels good...!"
"Nfuh... ah... haah... Sotomichi-kun's... hard and beautiful..."
Yamamoto-san's carefully scrubs from the base to the tip.
She never get tired of it, and checks its hardness over and over again.
This is the first time Yamamoto-san has continued foreplay for so long.
Everyone except me ejaculates as soon as they are hit by Yamamoto-san's sex appeal.
For Yamamoto-san, the fact that I'm erect is a pleasure in itself.
"Haah... um... t-this..."
I gently tug on Yamamoto-san's nipples and make her focus on them.
"C... ca... can I suck on... them...?"
I said it.
Yamamoto-san's boobs.
I don't just want to touch them, I want to suck them.
I want to feel Yamamoto-san closely, not at such a distance.
"Nh... what shall I do..."
Yamamoto-san was at a loss while smiling.
I think it's about time that the atmosphere matures and her brain goes into lust mode.
I guess girls with big boobs don't like being touched, as was the case with Miyu.
Feeling somewhat scared, I let go of Yamamoto-san's chest and pulled my arm out of her T-shirt.
The only place other than her boobs that I can touch and make her feel good is her vagina.
I wonder if I can touch a part more delicate than her nipples.
Thinking about such a thing, Yamamoto-san also stopped her handjob.
"Hmm... well... if it's Sotomichi-kun..."
Yamamoto-san lifted up her T-shirt with one hand, exposing just one breast in front of me.
"Look, here it is."
Yamamoto-san looked embarrassed, but still held onto the hem of her T-shirt.
Is it really fine?
Even if I taste this enchanted fruit.
No, I can't refuse.
If I'm invited like this, there's no way I can resist.
"Ahh... Yamamoto-san... hamuu..."
I instinctively sucked on Yamamoto-san's boobs.
Definite hardness on my tongue.
When I put this protrusion in my mouth, something fills my throat even though no milk is coming out.
"Ah... nh...!"
Yamamoto-san's voice glowed even more.
Yamamoto-san requested a soft touch.
Keeping my tongue relaxed, I lick and roll the nipple.
"Haah... aannh... it feels good..."
Yamamoto-san presses her breasts into my mouth while her body twitches.
It's not like she's acting, she's really feeling it.
I'm glad that I can make Yamamoto-san feel better.
If she'd like, I could do this for hours.
However, contrary to such feelings, another desire was born in me.
I want to suck on her nipples with all my might.
I want to bite into it sweetly, grind it with my tongue pointed out, and eat the areola whole.
Such a desire to devour her boobs as I desire and a desire to make Yamamoto-san feel good were raging within me.
"Nn... already... Sotomichi-kun... is so obsessed with me... I wonder what's going on here..."
Yamamoto-san squeezes my cock from the base and slides her finger over the tip, scooping up the pre-cum.
"Nhfuh... nhah... instead of my breast milk... Sotomichi-kun's naughty juices... are coming out a lot..."
When Yamamoto-san's resumed the hand job, it was as smooth as if she had applied lotion.
Yamamoto-san's fingers are like folds of flesh, and I even get the illusion that she's sticking my penis inside an onahole.
"Ah... haah... Yamamoto-san... it feels so good... underneath...!"
Moving my hips and thrusting into her body, a thrill of pleasure is born in Yamamoto-san's hands.
It's not as pleasant as an onahole.
The pleasure is much more vivid than when I was having sex with Yuka using an ultra-thin condom.
"Ah... ahh... nhaah... Yamamoto... san... aaahhh..."
I moved my hips while sucking on her boobs.
Yamamoto-san's boobs and hands fill me at the same time.
"Fuah... ah, nnh... I feel like my hands are being inserted into... I'm starting to feel good too..."
Yamamoto-san fixed her hands and welcomed my insertion.
On the contrary, she puts her other hand on my head and brings her boobs together.
"Good, good. Sotomichi-kun is good at making his dick bigger."
Yamamoto-san strokes my head.
Using the entire palm of her hand, she gently transmits the body heat of her hands from the tip to the back of my head.
"Nhaah... ahh... Yamamoto... san..."
I gradually lose my ability to think, and all I can think about is sucking her boobs and moving my hips.
Yamamoto-san hand kept the hole in shape no matter how hard I rubbed my penis.
I was grinding my glans and thrusting all the way to the base, exposing my sexual desire.
"Fufufu. Sotomichi-kun, your hard work is cute."
I enjoy the softness of her boobs as she strokes my head.
When Yamamoto-san's gentle voice reaches me, I become paralyzed, as if my brain is slowly melting.
"Ah... fuuh... nnh... Sotomichi-kun... you're good at sucking boobs too..."
Licking her breasts and getting an erection, Yamamoto-san is happy.
She's happy.
"Nnnhh... nnh... nnfuuh..."
I don't even know what I'm talking about.
Still, there was a voice that wanted to tell Yamamoto-san something.
"It's fine. Do whatever you like, Sotomichi-kun. Suck as hard as you can and move your hips as much as you can."
After hearing Yamamoto-san's permission, I sucked hard on her nipples like a baby begging for milk.
I rubbed the flesh enough to crush it.
I spread my legs and shook my hips so that all of my penis penetrated the meat hole that Yamamoto-san had made with her hands.
"Aahh, nhaah... Sotomichi-kun... it's getting bigger again..."
Still, Yamamoto-san stroked my head.
The more my penis expands, the more compassion I get.
"We're going to have a lot of sex from now on. We need to practice a lot."
Yamamoto-san dropped the futon from the bed and watched me drown in desire.
I indulge in Yamamoto-san's boobs and rub my genitals against the hole that can't impregnate her even if I release my sperm.
"Nn... nnh... munyuu... funnhu...."
"Here, move your dick back and forth."
"Yes... yes... nhh..."
"One, two, one, two. Fufufu, well done, well done."
Something important that I had built up during my growth process, which was different from when I was with Miyu and when I raped Yuka, is rapidly being lost.
"You really have become like a baby."
No matter what I do, I get praised.
I get praised for small things.
That sense of security melted my heart.
"I wonder if you want to start an erotic relationship with your mom after an erotic relationship with your sister."
My real little sister made me ejaculate.
My classmate's treating me like a baby.
I'm a helpless siscon and mother-con.
But it can't be helped.
The two of them accept me, even though I am so disappointing.
No matter how disgusting it is, they will do dirty things with me.
Even if I have to ejaculate painfully, I can't let go of this happiness.
Maybe, from now on, Miyu and I can be like this, her boobs being...
"Ah, nnh, aaaahh, shit, ah, I'm cumming...!!"
Imagining the feel of Miyu's boobs and the pleasure of her onanism, my desire to ejaculate rapidly grows.
"Ara, what should we do...... Take this!"
Yamamoto-san clung to me, squeezing my cock between her thighs.
My genitals were stimulated by the sensation of flesh I had never experienced before, and my resistance to ejaculation was instantly killed.
"Aauuh, guhaah, ah, cumming, cummingg--!"
Byu, byuru, byururuu, dopuu--!
Between Yamamoto-san's thighs, I spit out a lot of semen.
The feeling of having soiled a girl was even stronger than letting it out in her mouth, and that feeling of guilt pushed me to ejaculate even more.
"S-shit, I came a lot, what should I do?"
"I think it's okay. I don't think the bed is dirty."
Yamamoto-san lays on her back and folded her body.
She raises her T-shirt to her neck and open her thighs above her exposed stomach.
As she pulls the sticky substance, a huge amount of semen fell onto Yamamoto-san's navel.
"At this rate, it might get stuck onto my panties."
"Ugh... Sorry..."
"It's okay, it's okay. Don't worry about it."
Yamamoto-san wipes the semen with the tissue she had on her bed.
After using about 15 tissues, all the semen was finally removed.
"I see. If I say something that reminds you of Miyu-chan, you'll cum, huh."
"I tried to resist, but in this state..."
"Ufufu. It's so interesting when you're so easy to understand."
Yamamoto-san pokes my penis, which is still hard and has become an empty shell.
After playing like that for a while, she looked up and smiled.
"Shall we have dinner?"
"Are you sure? I think I can do something about it, as long as it's inserted. It's bad that I keep exploding, so I'll try my best, but..."
If things go wrong, it's possible that today will end without the actual event.
Yamamoto-san wanted to have sex with me, but this was all I got.
"Muu..."
Yamamoto-san stared at me with dissatisfaction.
I wonder what it is.
This incredible deja vu.
"Where did the cute Sotomichi-kun from earlier go?"
Yamamoto-san suddenly hugged me and dragged me to the bed.
"Uwaah!?"
Then, like when I woke up, she suffocates me with her boobs.
"Uguh... uu... uuuu...!"
"Here. So-to-mi-chi-ku-n."
Yamamoto-san's marshmallow boobs tightly cover my mouth and nose, not allowing me to breathe.
"U... uu..."
"Nn. I wonder if you've reflected."
Yamamoto-san released me and rolled me onto the bed.
I thought I was going to die.
"Geho, gufuh... m-my bad, okay. But come on, wouldn't it be dissatisfying for Yamamoto-san if you can't do it?"
"Really? Did I seem so bored?"
"That's not true."
It seemed like she had a lot of fun.
But sex is another matter.
No, but now that I think about it, Miyu also said that girls can feel satisfied even without cumming.
Maybe Yamamoto-san was really spiritually satisfied with it?
"Well, if that's the case, shall we eat?"
"Yeah, yeah. That's the way. If you put your mind to it, we can have sex again. The naughty stuff we did earlier was also fun."
Yamamoto-san adjusted her clothes and straddled off me, getting out of bed first.
"Did Sotomichi-kun have fun?"
Yamamoto-san combed her hair, as if to hide her embarrassment, and asks me from the corner of her eye.
"Let's see..."
I never thought I would be able to do something like that in real life.
"Probably the most fun I've ever had in my life."
Perhaps, it was unnecessary.
I've definitely never had more fun than that.
"Hehehe. Thank you for your kind words."
Yamamoto-san headed to the kitchen again like she was skipping.
It seemed like it felt that good, so I guess I made the right choice.
"Would you like me to help you with the cooking?"
After I was dressed, I called out to Yamamoto-san, who was wearing an apron.
"It's fine, it's too small for two people to stand together. Thank you."
Yamamoto-san's skill in cooking is on par with Miyu's.
It's difficult to decide who's on top.
I have to say that if you compare me and Miyu, Miyu is overwhelmingly better at cooking.
"You know, after dinner."
I had to ask Yamamoto-san something.
The only purpose for me and Yamamoto-san is to have sex.
Then, after dinner, it will continue to go in an erotic direction.
"How far will we go today?"
Asking a girl when to have sex is a very unbecoming thing for a man to do, but since it has gone this far, I want to respect Yamamoto-san's feelings as much as possible.
"I want to be naughty, but I'm not in such a hurry."
Yamamoto-san replied while peeling the vegetables.
'I want to be naughty but I'm not in such a hurry,' that is difficult to understand.
Since she wants to take her time and calm down, does that mean she'll put sex on hold now that my energy is waning?
Or does that mean we can do naughty things after dinner, but not the actual act?
Yamamoto-san must have been wanting to have sex for a long time, but she doesn't feel that enthusiastic about it.
I fell asleep easily during the day.
Should I just go with the flow without thinking too much?
I'm sure it will create an atmosphere for doing lewd stuff.
I have to make sure I have enough physical strength for enjoyment.
If that's the case, it would be better for me to take a break than to help half-heartedly.
People who are so determined to actively take care of others are often happy to do everything they can to the best of their ability.
"Should I sleep?"
Depending on the situation, she might be happier if I left everything around me to Yamamoto-san.
"Oh."
Yamamoto-san pauses and her mouth loosens into a grin.
"Sotomichi-kun, you've come to understand."
Ah, I guess that's the type after all.
In that case, what I have to do is accept Yamamoto-san's dedication with all my might.
Let's do my best.
Do my best and have fun.
"Ah, but, Sotomichi-kun. Just in case, I have to ask you something."
This time, a somewhat nervous voice.
My ears are sharp too.
"Sotomichi-kun, do you want to have real sex soon?"
Apparently, because I asked her too much if we weren't going to have sex, she was worried that I might be eager for it.
"I don't want to hurry at all."
Although I still want to have sex to get away from my little sister, I'm not interested in sex itself.
I've had sex before, and I've always been told 'no' by Miyu, so it's become normal for me not to have actual sex.
"That's fine... I'm also thinking of ways to make Sotomichi-kun happy too."
She resumed her preparation of dishes.
Her brilliant handling was accompanied by humming.
"Let's have a fun night."
To Yamamoto-san's words, I simply replied, 'Yeah.'
I decided to spend an extremely luxurious time lying on the bed, soaking in the afterglow of sex, and sleeping until the food was served.
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