"What do you two think of this footage?" After the projection finished, I recalled the bead. Kanzashi's face was pale as she timidly looked at her sister, while Tatenashi's expression was grim. She hadn't known what I wanted to discuss with Kanzashi, only receiving intel that a male teacher intended to make a move on her sister on the rooftop.
She had rushed over frantically, ignoring whether it was a false alarm-better a wasted trip than regret. Fortunately, she arrived in time; given her sister's personality, Kanzashi would have been eaten alive.
"Kanzashi, what is this?" At her sister's query, Kanzashi whispered the sequence of events into Tatenashi's ear.
"Teacher, my sister says you were having an affair with a female student in the classroom. She didn't report you, which was kind enough, yet you threaten her with this?" Tatenashi tried to seize the initiative
"I told your sister I have ways to ensure silence. I can do as I please because no one knows what she saw. Attention would naturally focus on her actions in the video. You can't touch me, can you?" I watched calmly, inviting their performance. Tatenashi felt helpless; against hard power, her cleverness meant little, and this man clearly knew it.
"Then, Teacher Jian, what are your demands?" Tatenashi reopened her fan, which now read "Helpless."
*This footage would damage the school's reputation, but more so the Sarashiki family. As the head's sister, behaving lewdly on campus would be a huge loss of face. It would impact your position as head, wouldn't it? I understand many covet your position and would use this to attack you. You might suppress it with strength, but your sister's life in the family would become difficult."
"Haa, seems Teacher Jian did his homework." Tatenashi closed her fan, sighing deeply. Completely outmatched. *Too bad.*
"Preparation is never wrong, is it?"
"True. So, what is your demand?"
"Simple. President Sarashiki, be my woman for one week." I stated calmly, shocking the sisters.
"Are you joking? You want my sister to submit to a pervert like you for a week over *this*?" Kanzashi slammed the table, standing up agitatedly.
"Kanzashi, calm down."
"Sister, how can I? It's my fault; why should you bear it? Come at me instead! It has nothing to do with her!" Kanzashi looked at me resolutely. *Touching sisterly love. Why not both? Though not just yet.*
"Alright, Kanzashi. Since his target is me, let it be me. But as Kanzashi said, a single bead isn't worth a week." Tatenashi remained composed, befitting a family head.
"Of course. I can also clear obstacles within your family and strengthen it. Your family actually sent me letters; even without this, you would have approached me soon." Since revealing my strength, major families, including theirs, had contacted me-I noticed them because of these cute sisters.
"Correct. The family urged me to contact you. Viewed that way, this transaction isn't bad."
"Sister!?" Kanzashi looked anxious. Tatenashi pressed her shoulder to calm her.
"But a week is too long. Three days. I can barely accept three days." Tatenashi stared with red eyes, though her white-knuckled grip on the fan betrayed her.
"No, three days is too short. Unless your sister joins..."
"Don't even think about it. Five days max. Take it or leave it."
"Deal." Even three days were enough to break her, so I agreed readily.
"You scum teacher, how could you..." Kanzashi tried to protest but was stopped by her sister. *Why agree to such absurd terms? Did she misjudge because of me?*
"It's decided, Kanzashi. No arguing. Even if we renege, Teacher Jian would likely force it." Tatenashi didn't want to provoke someone this powerful. Family pressure aside, she couldn't evade him now that he targeted her. Intel suggested he could ruin the Sarashiki family easily. If she couldn't escape, she'd protect her sister first. Tatenashi hadn't misjudged; she saw further than Kanzashi.
"Hehe, President Sarashiki sees clearly." I stared into her eyes close up, hand stroking her red-stockinged leg under the table.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Tatenashi shivered at the hot hand, scooting back.
"Yes, what are you doing to my sister?" Kanzashi looked ready to pounce.
"Didn't you agree to be my woman for five days?" Despite her retreat, my hand followed, caressing the silky red stocking and tender skin.
"I didn't say starting *now*." Tatenashi frowned, seeing lust ignite in my eyes. Miscalculation again.
"I decide that. I'm in charge now, aren't I?"
"This... fine. Kanzashi, leave us." Tatenashi resigned herself. Starting sooner meant finishing sooner, though she had no mental preparation time.
"But... Sister..." Seeing Tatenashi's slight head shake, Kanzashi bit her lip, stood slowly, and exited. She hesitated at the door, wanting to return, but Tatenashi's resolute gaze forced her to leave tearfully.
"Wait, Kanzashi. You aren't really leaving your sister, are you?" A voice sounded in her head-that shameless pervert. She looked around; nothing.
"It's telepathy. Speak in your mind to reply. Planning something bad?"
"What do you want?" Kanzashi thought back.
"Your sister doesn't know, but you saw my sexual prowess. She's a virgin. What if I go too far and break her?"
"You bastard, what do you want?" *He infuriates me.*
"Simple. For her safety, shouldn't you watch over her? I'm a pervert; if I break her, crying won't help."
"You want me to..." Kanzashi realized his implication, chest heaving with anger.
"If you abandon such a good sister, ignore me. But you aren't that person, right?"
"Fine. If you dare hurt her too much, I'll stop you." She knew he was manipulating her, but she truly worried.
Kanzashi took a deep breath, chanting "He forced me" internally, and tiptoed back to the door, cracking it open to peek.
"Now, President Sarashiki, time to satisfy my desires." I stroked her plump red-stockinged thigh, guiding her soft hand to rub my bulging crotch.
"Mm... this..." Feeling the ferocious thing, she tried to pull back but remembered the deal. Her hand relaxed slightly but remained tense.
"Relax. I'll make you comfortable." Despite her maturity, she was a virgin girl being coerced; fear was natural.
Outside, Kanzashi watched me lean close, left arm hugging Tatenashi's waist, pulling her closer while my right hand stroked her leg again.
Tatenashi trembled, biting her lip, realizing the discomfort of violation.
"Mm..." My left hand moved from her waist to her huge breasts, kneading through uniform and bra. Tatenashi moaned low, never touched like this.
Seeing her unwillingness satisfied my sadistic lust. I unbuttoned her vest and shirt, revealing a blue lace bra barely containing her breasts. I yanked it down; two white rabbits jumped out.
"President, you developed well." I stared; no less than Houki. Tatenashi turned away in shame.
"Mm, don't." Feeling the chill, she gasped, shoulders tightening. I lowered my head, sucking a pink nipple, while my left hand kneaded the other.
Meanwhile, my right hand slipped under her skirt to the secret garden, rubbing her tender labia through. red tights and panties.
Tatenashi grabbed my hair, legs clamping my hand instinctively. She dared not resist too hard, given the deal. Under constant stimulation, her resistance weakened; her legs rubbed my hand, the red stockings heightening my arousal.
"Mm... don't suck... mm..." Her nipples hardened; honey began wetting her panties.
Feeling the dampness, I knew she was ready. I positioned her on hands and knees on the tatami, lifting her skirt to her waist. Her round butt was clad in blue lace panties over red tights.
"President, unexpected taste in underwear." I slapped her butt-*smack*.
"Ah, just... tried on a whim." She hadn't expected to be seen.
"Is that so?" I pressed three fingers against her labia through the layers, right hand pinching her thigh roots.
"There... no..." She wiggled to escape, looking like she was wagging her tail, which only aroused me more.
*Rip*. I tore the tights at the crotch and cut the panties with qi. Pulling them down, I buried my face in her pink labia, licking.
"Ah... don't..." Wet heat on her privates broke her restraint; she tried to push my head away.
Too late. I gripped her thighs, tongue working her clit and lips, probing inside.
Soon, juices flowed. I swirled my tongue, lips sealed to drink every drop.
Overwhelmed by oral pleasure, Tatenashi collapsed, trembling.
"Ah..." With a cry, she convulsed in her first climax, slumping onto the tatami.
My tongue was wrapped tight; fluids gushed. Some dripped from my chin onto the mat.
"Said no, but you flowed so much, President. Mat's wet." I teased while stripping. She could only moan in afterglow.
"Ah... don't... take it out..." Before she recovered, I inserted my thick rod into her wet hole.
"Mm... hurts... stop... ah..." Hymen broke. Despite lubrication, pain made her cry out.
"Tatenashi, it won't hurt soon. *Hiss*, so tight." Her hole squeezed me like a mouth. I leaned on her back fondling her breasts and pinching nipples.
Outside, Kanzashi wanted to rush in seeing her sister's pain but I telepathically reassured her:
"Childbirth hurts more."
"Mm... don't... ah..." Once her expression eased, I began slow thrusts. Filling sensation made her pant.
After a while, seeing her aroused, I stopped, pulled her up, and lifted her, legs hooked on my arms. My rod pressed against her wet labia.
"What... put me down... ah..." Held mid-air, butt resting on my rod, she dared not move.
I dropped my arms suddenly; gravity impaled her on my rod. I lifted and dropped her repeatedly-pulling out to the tip, then slamming deep.
Her red-stockinged legs flailed, toes curling, creating enticing wrinkles.
"Ah... don't... so deep..." Brain blank from new pleasure. Gravity-assisted deep strokes kissed her womb, too intense for a virgin.
I walked around the table carrying her, the bouncing adding stimulation. Stopping by the door, I fucked her harder, making her scream louder for Kanzashi's wide-eyed benefit.
After several laps, I placed her on the table edge, legs spread wide.
Recovering slightly, Tatenashi realized her shameful M-leg pose. Lacking strength, she wrapped arms around my neck and clamped her hole on my rod for support.
"Don't... so shameful..."
"But so tempting." Ignoring protests, I grabbed her red-stockinged butt and resumed vigorous pumping.
"Ah, fucking a beauty like Tatenashi is great." Dirty talk fueled my lust; rod swelled, pounding her tight hole.
"Mm... slow... oh... too much... mm... rod... too intense... ah..." Faster thrusts brought a second, stronger climax. Fluids pulsed on my rod; I paused to enjoy the wash.
"Mm... mm... haa..." While she basked in afterglow, I licked her sweat-drenched body. She squinted in pleasure.
"Tatenashi, far from satisfied. I grabbed her breasts again, lifting her legs onto my shoulders.
"Again, Tatenashi." Sucking her toes, I impaled her again.
"Ah... big rod... inside again... hole fucked... feet licked... tingly... good..." Warm breath and tongue on soles made her squirm.
"Tatenashi... your feet... beautiful... could lick forever..." Licked instep, toes, ankle through thin red silk; saliva made them transparent. Stimulation drove me faster.
Her hole squelched; I licked up her legs, inhaling scent, savoring skin through silk.
Left hand kneaded breast, right roamed butt and legs. Silk and skin-perfect match.
"Ah... deep... good... harder... mm..." Rod hit sweet spot; she abandoned restraint, begging for more.
"Hehe, as you wish." Reluctantly releasing feet, I hugged her legs to her chest in a V-shape, squatting over her to pound like a pile driver.
Room filled with "slap slap* of flesh, *squelch* of fluids, creaking table, and heavy breathing.
Mid-fuck, I turned to lick the red-stockinged legs on my shoulders. Saliva-soaked silk shone lewdly under lights.
Rubbing her feet on my face combined with vaginal pleasure pushed me to the edge. Rubbing her shaking breasts, I sprinted.
"Cumming, Tatenashi!"
"Ah... no... not that... don't shoot inside... pull out... She felt the rod swell, hitting her weakly in protest while hips still ground against me.
"Oh oh, take it." Collapsing on her, I drove deep and unleashed a torrent of sperm into her womb.
"Ah... said no... mm... semen... so much... hot... cumming too..." Impacted by hot semen, Tatenashi climaxed simultaneously, hugging me tight in shared ecstasy.
-x-X-x-
On the wooden table in the tatami room, Tatenashi lay sideways with unfocused eyes, faint tear tracks on her cheeks. Her bra was discarded somewhere; breasts covered in my saliva and bite marks. Uniform skirt bunched at her waist..
Red-stockinged legs clamped tight, torn crotch exposed slightly swollen pink labia, soothed by my semen. Mixed fluids dripped from her butt onto the table.
I admired the lewd sight, having fucked her multiple times more-she even called me husband and master. But satisfaction eluded me. Glancing at Kanzashi peeking through the door for hours, I smirked meaningfully.
"Tatenashi, not satisfied yet." Squatting, hands caressed her red-stockinged legs and butt.
"How... can't anymore... stop today..." Even with semen aid, a virgin girl had limits after hours; she fainted mid-plea.
"Tsk, no choice-I'll handle it." From behind, I hugged her waist to table edge, rod teasing her hole without entering. Waiting for someone to step up.
"Wait." As expected, Kanzashi couldn't watch more. Hours of viewing weakened her; door open, she stumbled after two steps. I steadied Tatenashi, caught her.
"What? Let go." Kanzashi struggled.
"Think carefully, Unsated, I'll resume with your sister-can she take it?" Held tighter; one hand under shirt to perky chest, other up skirt to absolute territory between black thigh-highs and skin.
"You... planned this. Scum, pervert." She clamped thighs, twisted to evade wandering hands.
"Yes, but unsated. Can't keep fucking sis." Hot breath in ear softened hers, cheeks flushing.
"Beast, too evil." Powerless accusation; deep down, she knew she'd sacrifice for sis today.
"Hehe, no resistance then. Satisfy me, then leave. Free hand under skirt teased panties, fingers rubbing labia through fabric.
"Mm, stop..." Instinct resisted despite inevitability.
"Mm... don't... there no..." Virgin hole reacted, leaking nectar.
Seeing response, pressed advantage: waist-hug, kissed small lips, sucked.
"Mm... you... hurry then..." Lips parted; flushed shame spilled.
"Impatient, Kanzashi?"
"No! Sis stirred-if she wakes, trouble. Hurry."
"But reactive down there?" Lubed fingers probed panties into hole slightly.
"Ah... no messing... mm... sis anytime..." Endured panty-wrapped fingers; more nectar flowed.
"Fine, just turned-not waking soon." Turned her back-to-me, rod thrust between black-stockinged thighs, sliding.
Hot rod frictioned legs; tried spreading but hips gripped. Down: slender stocking legs, jade-pillar rod thrusting.
Secret triangle: glans peeked, pre-cum wet thigh roots, darkening stocking tops lewdly.
Twisted waist escaped; massaged rod fully. Panty crotch slick with fluids, glans scraped lips through thin cotton.
"Mm... stop... perverted..." Panting pleas; wet heat intensified rod thrill. Sis just fucked, now little sis-exciting.
"Then other spots." Uniform unbuttoned expertly-familiar routine.
Pink bra revealed cup-cake breasts, unhooked, cherries atop tempting peaks.
"Mm... no licking... Flipped her, licked tender flesh, sucked sweet cherry. Hands pushed head futilely.
"Mm-hmm..." Ignored; circled inward to nipple, tongue swirled flavor.
*Pop*. Hard suck released; convulsed, head back-warm flow soaked through panties to rod. Cupped head, kissed, swapped saliva.
"Taste your tits?" Post-kiss, eyed hazy gaze.
"Pervert..." Scolded; faint milk scent lingered.
"Who dirtier? Climaxed from nipple lick."
"You..." Shamed glare; true-she peaked from minimal play.
Distracted, yanked pink panties to thighs, rod aimed-thrust into virgin hole.
"Ah... hurts... sudden... insert... mm..." Pain cry, better than sis-sisters differ in tolerance.
"You said hurry-fucking now." Caressed before slow thrusts; blood-mixed nectar flowed.
"Mm... no... slower... oh..." Pain-pleasure moans.
"Wet already, says no." Accelerated in slickness.
"Mm... not... ah... mm..." Knew truth: wet from watching sis, climax primed hole-like anticipating. No, not slutty.
Girl under me on table, perky butt rippled by abdomen slams. Aroused, lifted one black-stockinged leg; balance lost, other on table-tighter grip.
"Mm, tight. Sis nearby excites you?"
"No... oh... lying... mm..." Shook head weakly amid moans.
"Really?" Rode back, downward pounded muddy tomb; blanked mind-sex bliss? Explained prior lewdness.
"Ah... big... deep... hole breaking..." Waves eroded reason; lewd talk spilled.
"Good reaction. Switch-move yourself." Lifted to lap, deep re-insert.
"Mm... self-move? Like... oh... Skirt waist-bunched, waist gripped-bobbed. Rise showed veiny shaft at union.
"Good, Kanzashi." Praise or pleasure pursuit: legs clamped, lifted fully-glans only-slammed down. Ample motion sped to rhythm.
"Ah... mm... comfy... oh... can't... move too..." Face pained-blissed, tears strained; blue hair whipped face.
"Call me husband, I'll move." Smirked, slowed.
"How... mm... hurry... mm... hus... husband... ok..." Slowed pleasure voided; yielded shamefully.
"Good, satisfy little slut." Hips thrust up, met her rides-glans kissed core. Each bottom deformed butt crazily.
"Ah... something... coming... mm... cumming..." Faster hips, inertia unyielding, nectar poured glans in climax.
"Cumming too-take semen." Felt pulsing swell; tried lift but climax-weak, hands milked breasts-creampie inevitable.
"Mm... inside... no... mm..." Veiny shaft spasmed, flooding womb; overlapped on table in afterglow.
Hazy Tatenashi heard faint moans. *Still fucking?* Consciousness cleared-not her. Who? Scum found another?
Eyes cracked: blue-haired girl-familiar. Realization hit; red eyes widened.
"You bastard-what to my sister..." Rage at sis-moaning under me. Sacrificed self-sis involved? Effort wasted?
"Ah... sis... don't look... shameful... mm... deep... can't again..." Sis-watch hypersensitized, hole clenched
"Release sister." Pulled arm to stop.
"Hehe, jealous sis stole big rod? Wait-satisfy her once more, then you." Pulled Tatenashi close, waist-hugged, buried in full chest.
"No, not for you... ah..." Tiger's mouth; pushed head. Bit nipple-tingle gasped.
"Mm... mm... can't... hole cumming..." Teased Tatenashi; rod assaulted Kanzashi fiercer. Sis-stimulus + limit pleasure overwhelmed.
"Kanzashi, how so?" Tatenashi incredulous at lewd soft sis.
"Ah... sis... didn't want... comfy... mm... you tried... unbearable... ah... cumming.... Tried hold; sudden pile-drive climaxed.
"This..." Words hit home-her own wild first explained bliss. Now chest-licked, stirring again.
"Kanzashi... more?" Mouthed titflesh, prodded rod.
"No... can't... break... sis..." Trembled, shook head weakly.
"Kanzashi... letting bully sis..." Blushed scold breathless, unconvincing.
"But sis... took turns... mm... really can't..." Watery eyes pleaded; Tatenashi knew doomed.
"Fine." Released Kanzashi to rest; pulled Tatenashi front, legs clamped-rod between plush stockings, thrust.
"Perverted pose again." Recent fuck softened her, yielded, verbal jab only.
"Red legs tempting-love you." Hands to chest kneaded fullness; head to neck, kissed to earlobe.
"Hmph... just fucked sis..." Triple assault wet hole; nectar lubed thigh-fuck, sped.
"Hehe, both tempting." Drove harder, abdomen slapped butt sex-like.
"Teacher... pervert... ah... lighter... Pinched nipple silenced; angled rod grazed lips each thrust.
"Mm... mm... ah... mm-hmm..." Lip-friction leaked more; thigh stockings darkened lewdly.
"Want, Tatenashi?" Thrusts teased wet heat.
"Mm... mm... dunno... mm..."
"Really? Tease forever-no insert."
"You... mm... humiliate... mm..." Itch-void grew; shamed easy arousal-wanted badly.
"Not saying?" Trembling neared limit; soon yielded.
"Fine... oh... want... want... ok..." Need eroded reason.
"Want what unclear."
"Want... rod... Teacher... big rod..." No shame left-craved fill.
"Ah..." Sudden thrust stiffened; walls contracted. Deep hit blanked mind; legs clamped helplessly, nectar sprayed climax.
"H-slut-just insert climaxed." No rush; enjoyed contractions massaging rod.
"Not... your... mm... teasing..." Recovered, pouted glare-womanlier now.
"Whatever-until satisfied." Accelerated in slick hole-*squelch*.
"Comfy hole-fuck? Like?"
"Er... oh... no... mm..." Headshake met assault-speechless.
"What? Truth." Louder slaps.
"Comfy... hole comfy..."
"Reward honesty." Gripped red-stockinged butt; wide thrusts trailed nectar.
"Ah... no... intense... mm... too good... body weird... ah..." Breathy; breasts bounced, nipples arced temptingly.
"Fuck lewd hole." Moans spurred pile-drive; butt rippled visually.
"Ah... great... comfy... don't stop... ram hole hard..." Eyes wild, neck arched lewdly; butt auto-wiggled met thrusts.
"Hole squeezes comfy-bliss. Gripped shaking tits, fingers sunk; forward lunge deep-stabbed.
"Oh oh... womb hit... mm... Teacher big rod... amazing... Snowy body quaked; walls milked to cervix rub
"Ruin slut hole." Kneaded tits; rod hammered cervix electric shocks.
"Switch." Faced her, continued; irresistible red legs lifted.
Nose-sniffed silk scent; tongue licked. Hand to feet savored texture. Kissed reward.
"Legs hole-all perfect. Kiss reward." Lips met; passionate tongues dueled, saliva mixed.
Intense kiss lifted her; arms around, tits chest-pressed, legs waist-wrapped-rod-swallowing grind, inseparable.
"Ah... ah... bliss... fuck me..." Kiss end-lewd cries boiled blood; spread legs, butt rocked abdomen.
Rod impacted core endless pleasure; hands kneaded butt-fingerprints trailed to waist-back massage, silky addictive.
"Mm... deep..." Hands waist-hugged; deep thrust hummed. To tits kneaded; palms deformed, nipples firm-frictioned.
Fierce pumps everted tender flesh; lifted thigh, angle-changed ram; arm pinned, tits unrelinquished.
"Mm... mm... oh... cumming..." Licked cheeks-neck; faced, finger-hooked chin, tongues entwined sucked.
"Oh oh... Teacher... really... cumming... mm..." Leg-lifted met slams; belly quivered rod-rhythm.
"Teacher sends climax." Back-hugged arms crossed, lifted; hands-feet propped, gripped butt slick-hole sprinted.
"Ah... cumming... hole cumming..." Peak suffocated; nectar gushed walls tight-rod spurted womb-deep
Stimulus warmth clung tight; belly pulsed releases; fused in ecstasy.
-x-X-x-
After the Sarashiki sisters threesome, I held their exhausted bodies until evening, then escorted them back to the dorms. Made a midnight snack before heading home.
Next days, trained Tatenashi whenever free. When she couldn't take more, Kanzashi stepped in. Having lost virginity first, Tatenashi didn't mind sis relieving her for rest.
Kanzashi thrilled by taboo sister play-extra aroused near sis. Sometimes clung my arm rubbing or kissed during Tatenashi sessions. Soft exterior hid lewd side.
Five days ended; sisters thoroughly conquered. Final night, made them call me husband/master, vow lifelong womanhood for climax permission.
Tatenashi knew they fell hard. Next day student council visit, she fanned "Pervert Husband over face-heart shown. Kanzashi blushed nearby, watery red eyes gazing.
No letting go. Under Tatenashi half-push, Kanzashi eagerness, enjoyed council threesome. They called husband again before release.
Post-conquest, targeted Yamada Maya. For weak-seeming teacher, went aggressive.
*Ring ring...* Class end bell. Maya packed, hummed out humming happily.
Trailed quietly. No afternoon class-back to dorm. Confirmed: post-building, dorm-bound.
Teachers had private dorms like Chifuyu. Followed unnoticed till door-open entry-slipped in pre-close.
"Ah... mm..." Surprise scream muffled by hand; door shut.
"Maya-sensei, me. No scream-release okay?" Brown suit hugged curves; mouth-cover pressed soft body close.
"Mm... mm..." Relaxed seeing me, nodded. Released hand.
"Jian-sensei, bursting in-what?" Pushed glasses, green eyes puzzled.
"Man-woman alone-what think?" Released mouth, not body.
"Ah? You mean..." Knew my relations-girls obvious. Good teacher, loose morals. Assumed that.
"Correct, Maya-sensei-reward. Hands kneaded full breasts.
"Ah... wait, Jian-sensei-how!?" Sudden assault startled.
"Dislike me?" Breathing heavy from softness.
"Not dislike... but not time." All-girls school hard for romance. Post-arrival, noticed me. If chaste, ideal boyfriend.
"Good enough." No hate-easy take.
"What enough? Mm..." Kissed lips; tongue invaded.
"Mm... mm..." First kiss stunned; saliva plundered, forgot resist.
Moans aroused rod. Hand under skirt-pantyhose thin; felt vaginal heat between legs.
"Mm... mm-hmm..." Shook head; hand held, bite-hesitant.
Advantage: tongue sucked fiercely; hand rubbed privates through hose/panties. Nectar leaked.
"Haa... mm... no... mm... Jian-sensei... stop..." Released lips, flushed, panting.
"No... unless..." Neck/collar kisses mumbled.
"Unless what..." Moves bolder-asked quick.
"Unless... Maya-sensei... oral..." Lips/actions nonstop.
"Fine... promise... stop... Jian-sensei..." Body heated, privates shamed-wet; yielded.
"Good-here." Loosened; pants down-thick hard rod exposed.
"Ah... how?" Eyes shut gasp; weak ask.
"Thought you knew-quick promise. Virgin obvious-no porn curiosity. Pure.
"Desperate..." Sex knowledge from school bio; airhead, romance fantasies only.
"No worry-teach. Squat, near rod." Training naive fun-perfect.
"Ah?" Stared rod subconsciously.
"Prefer virginity take?"
"No... do..." Pouted squat; nose to glans-scent heart-raced oddly.
"Mm, tongue lick first." Squat tensed skirt butt; cleavage from kisses.
For chastity, tongue padded underside.
"Up-down sweep." Tongue swept shaft; itchy, pre-cum slit.
"Glans in mouth." Hesitated; lips wrapped glans. Slow swallow, instructed technique.
Adapted: cheeks puffed glans, deep breath-tight suck.
Suction strong; slow pushed-no deepthroat. Adjusted; resumed.
Unskilled: held butt forward-back slow, sped to *guchi guchi*.
20 minutes: per instruction, lips to glans, tongue swirled sucking.
*Pop* withdrew; puzzled gaze.
"My turn serve Maya-sensei."
"Serve? Ya... what!?" Squat-weak; lifted turned, butt up easy.
Squatted; skirt off-face to source. Hose faint musky scent.
*Riiiip*-crotch tear, panties aside-pink lips.
"No..." Privates exposed; twisted butt escape.
"Still." *Smack fleshy hose butt; trembled obedient.
"See-wet much. Want?" Slit nectar-bathed, glistening.
"No... mm..." Denied shaky; tongue lick, nose clit-muffled hum.
"Ah... mm..." New sensation; hand mouth-covered shame..
Tongue clit-teased, lip-nibbles tugged. Trembled; more nectar.
Ready: stood, glans teased entry. Noticed-turned late. Thrust-*squelch* deep hymen-break.
"Ah... hurts... out..." Wet allowed deep; pain screamed.
"Relax, Maya-sensei-pain fades fast." Back-down slow thrust; numbness eased.
Face pinkened, relaxed: harder impacts, glans rubbed walls.
*Squelch squelch* filled dorm; "Mm ah... mm ah... cries.
"Jian-sensel... weird... hurry... mm..." Back moaned, breath orchid-face.
Harder deep; no speed-in-out grind glans core.
"Comfy, Maya-sensei?" Tore top, green bra down-groped tits, ear-asked.
Shame silent but honest nod; green bobbed.
"Cooperate." Not enough-sped thrusts.
"Ah... ah... mm..." Unwilling cries; comfy rocked butt, walls milked glans.
"Good-louder okay, soundproof." Sped; glans rampaged.
"Ah... ah... Jian-sensei... mm... comfy..." Voice freed.
Fierce pounding: walls clenched, nectar spread glans bliss. 10+ thrusts-rod quivered, womb-filled semen.
"How, Maya-sensei?" First time-no rush round 2; rod stayed, mixed fluids/blood dripped.
"You... Jian-sensei... bad... forced... first time..." Resentment low, mostly pouty-as expected.
"Like me some, right? Direct cuz like you." Hugged, kneaded tits.
"No like... mm..." Pinch interrupted.
"Apologize much." Resumed thrusts.
"Ah... not sorry... mm... mischief..." Pleasure moaned.
"Until forgive." *Slap slap* abdomen-butt; new battle.
Fucked to begs; verbal forgiveness multiple. Napped together, cooked dinner.
Table: cheek-hugged flushed Maya, fed meal. Energy-drained, drowsy post-eat. Bed-hugged; left asleep.
Semen-nourished: rested night, tomorrow refreshed, physique boosted.
-x-X-x-
"I'm back." Sensing two girls in my dorm, announced entry. Sure enough, post-door-close, two beauties arms-crossed awaited in living room. One: IS academy uniform, long black hair ribbon-tied side ponytails, bright blue eyes.
White-based uniform: long sleeves red-trimmed, black red-collar blue tie, white black-edge miniskirt waist-belted..
White thigh-highs red-edged, black long boots-tempting yet heroic.
Other: golden spiral curls, blue-white headband, sky-blue eyes, pretty face. Same uniform black-laced long skirt.
Slender legs black pantyhose, brown round-toe shoes. Sheer black silk glowed alluringly under lights.
My little girlfriends: Shinonono Houki and Cecilia.
"Rare you two together." Usually solo visits; rare overlaps post-initial.
"Hmph, classmate said playboy teacher stalked Maya-sensei, so came check with Houki." Cecilia huffec dissatisfied.
"Correct." Houki nodded seriously.
"Confirmed-followed to dorm." Nose-rubbed honest; relations known eventually-lies worse.
"As expected-targeted Maya-sensei." Cecilia pouted; Houki frowned agreement.
"Sigh, flowerboy jealousy known. Punish freely-waiting." Hugged waists to sofa; yelps as left-right lap-seated.
Houki white thigh-high legs, Cecilia black pantyhose legs clamped thighs-distinct textures thrilled.
"Teacher, bully to dodge." Houki lap-flushed stuttered; Cecilia shouldered flag.
"No-punish: foot-lick, rim-accept obediently." Hands stroked white thigh-highs, black pantyhose-savoring differences.
"W-we... no pervy stuff." Hot hands trembled Houki's cool voice; shy contrast heart-tugging.
"Exa... only you... I..." Cecilia echoed, recalled bet-silenced.
"Really?" Hands slid to feet: right pulled Houki black boot, left slipped Cecilia brown shoe.
"Mm... perv teacher what?" Black-silk foot gripped; Cecilia shy-asked. Houki instinctively withdrew white-stocking foot-futile hold.
"Wrong needs punish?" Quietly decomposed pants/underwear.
Eye-contact: came confirm jealousy, no punish ideas-knew no real penalty, prepped "fun" ones.
"Can't think? Teacher handles-accept trampling." Distracted; pants gone.
Puzzled eyes: trampling? Ominous feeling.
Soon: feet on hot object-familiar. Glanced: feet on thick rod.
"Teacher-pants when?" Houki averted, peeked.
"Punish this?" Cecilia knew-it face.
Varied reactions: flushed cheeks, feet stayed.
"Just now. Yes-your foot-lick bet start; feet on rod fair."
Gripped Houki white-stocking ankle, Cecilia black-silk-up-down rod-rub. Cotton vs nylon bliss.
"I... I..." Cecilia shamed silent; Houki abandoned scolding-fallen.
Gradually released: feet proactively rubbed. White-black visual punch; soft-smooth heaven.
"Houki, Cecilia-great." Pleasure surged; hands roamed white thigh-highs, black pantyhose.
"Hmph, foot-punish playboy." Tsundere Cecilia amped black-silk; measured force.
"Me too." Houki competed-white-stocking intensified.
*Swish swish* friction: footjob rod, leg-strokes-melodic.
"Perv teacher-enough? Feet tired." 30-min footjob; Cecilia pouted.
"Me... tired." Houki shy.
"Hehe, sorry-legs too good. Faster-shoot first." Smirked, thigh-pinched.
Speeds up: white-black feet rapid rod-tactile-visual peak; climax neared.
"Shooting-mouths ready. Lap-footjob throbbed; waist-hugged sofa-placed.
Thrusting rod to lips: tongues glans-licked. Pulsed-semen barraged; mouths caught, swallowed.
Joint effort: gulped long; tongues cleaned remnants.
"Cecilia, Houki-perfect. Now Teacher's turn-ultimate bliss." Flushed deepened.
Smiled squat. Other shoes off; Houki panties down, Cecilia black-pantyhose crotch-ripped panties aside.
"Coming-Houki, Cecilia." Lifted Houki white-thigh-high leg; nectar-wet hole-*squelch* thrust; moan rose.
Cecilia: fingers probed gold-girl hole-teased. Dual cries echoed.
Houki-hole nectar-lubed to Cecilia wet depths; alternated.
Switched tight holes; tongue opposite feet: Houki-fuck licked Cecilia black-silk; reverse.
Rod shuttled pussies, tongue varied feet, hands thigh-highs/pantyhose-climaxes chained; floor nectar-pooled.
Impacted cores cervix-rubbed deepest; Houki/Cecilia peaks-generous semen floods.
-x-X-x-
"Jian-chan, Jian-chan." After a wonderful night with Houki and Cecilia, they left early for school out of guilt. I left later, and on the path between the dorms and the academy, a playful figure called out from behind.
Softness pressed against my back, a faint fragrance wafted, and fair arms wrapped around my neck. Pink hair drifted before me in the breeze.
"Tabane, what's up?" I knew it was Houki's sister without looking.
"Jian-chan, were you with Houki-chan last night? I couldn't find her." Tabane's face was close to mine, her breath tickling my cheek.
"Yeah, she and Cecilia came over. No point hiding it; Tabane could easily extract the truth from them.
"With other women again? Unfair, Jian-chan!" She waved a hand theatrically.
"Hm? How so?" I reached back, gathered her skirt, and held her perky butt, piggybacking her.
"You did it with Houki-chan and others, but not me, her big sister? Isn't that unfair? I'm closer to Houki. Don't you want to? Sisters' donburi, sisters' threesome." She raised a finger seriously.
"Of course I want to, but convincing Houki will take time." Her quirkiness was expected; who wouldn't want a sisters' threesome? But Houki's personality made it tricky.
"Hehe, leave it to me." She tried to puff her chest but pressed her fullness into my back instead-intentional?
"I'm counting on you, Tabane." I wouldn't refuse. If she failed, I'd step in.
"Hehe, wait for my good news." Her rabbit drone appeared. She tapped my shoulder, signaling release. I let go, and she hopped onto the drone, waving goodbye. She likely went to prep Houki. Tabane usually had her sister wrapped around her finger, but the news came faster than expected.
That night, while I prepared to shower before visiting Chifuyu or the Dunois mother-daughter pair, Tabane barged in with Houki.
"Hehe, Jian-chan, good news." Tabane beamed proudly, Houki stood shyly by the door.
I was surprised to see Tabane in purple thigh-highs and Houki in white ones-otherwise naked.
"How's that? Aren't I amazing?" Tabane crossed her arms, highlighting her pale breasts and glistening pink nipples in the steam.
"Tabane, truly amazing." I hadn't expected such speed. My rod reacted instantly to the view. Tabane smiled, approaching on purple-clad legs.
She knelt, eyeing my erection excitedly, then licked the glans, savoring the taste. "Tsk tsk," she made tasting sounds, winked, and sucked the whole head-*guchi guchi*.
After a while, she pulled back, beckoned Houki, who approached shyly and squatted beside her.
Tabane passed my fluids to Houki mouth-to-mouth, tongues intertwining and pulling a silver thread as they separated.
"Jian-chan, want us?" Tabane asked after swallowing.
"Of course." Stunning sisters in my favorite stockings-irresistible.
"Lucky Jian-chan." Tabane stood, turned, and squatted slightly, purple legs together. She guided my rod, spread her labia, and lowered herself. The lewd pose made my rod twitch.
As she sank, her wet hole swallowed the head tight. "Mm," she moaned softly.
She inhaled deeply, sinking further, arching her back, toes curling in the purple nylon.
My rod was engulfed inch by inch, tightness wrapping it. I tensed as the head pressed against her cervix.
Tabane breathed deep, moving her butt up and down, swaying left and right, panting happily.
"Haa... good... mm... mm..." Movement stimulated her walls; hole wetter, motion faster, moans louder.
Excitement grew; she wanted more. Moans turned to lewd cries.
She spread her legs, placing purple-clad feet on my thighs, leaning back on my chest, grinding her clit against my base while my rod rubbed her core.
Pleasure surged. I grabbed a breast and stroked a purple leg.
Suddenly, warmth enveloped my testicles-Houki, aroused by watching, sat between my legs, using hands and tongue on my balls.
Exquisite pleasure from both ends. Tabane grabbed the towel rack, one hand on me, waist swaying wildly.
"Tabane, so tight. Shake that butt." Sensing her climax, I encouraged her.
"Oh... so good... Jian-chan... rod amazing... oh oh... ah... beautiful... mm... comfy..." Juices soaked my crotch.
I kneaded harder, thrusting up to meet her. Houki's eyes burned with desire.
Tabane arched forward, then snapped back rigid; walls spasmed, heat washing my glans to base.
Fluids splashed out, spraying Houki's face and hair.
Tabane collapsed on me, belly twitching. Houki licked the fluids from her lips.
"I..." Spasms fading, Tabane slid to the floor, leaning against the wall, drained.
Houki stood urgently, taking her sister's place-facing away, sitting in my lap, swallowing the juice-coated rod.
She bobbed slow then fast, ponytail bouncing, face flushed with spring lust.
"So fun. Sister waits in bed." Tabane recovered, legs wobbly, pinched Houki's breast, then left for the bedroom. She swapped wet stockings for fresh purple pantyhose, lying on the bed listening to Houki's cries.
Houki sat on the sink, right leg on my shoulder, rod pounding freely. Labia flipped, juices drawn out.
"Houki, hole clamps so good."
"Mm... Jian-sensei... harder... ah... tingly... numb... ah ah..." She curled her left leg, foot teasing my chest
I thrust hard, grabbing her foot to rub my face, licking and sucking the nylon sole and toes.
"Ah... Jian-sensei... rod... oh... oh... fucked so beautiful... ah... can't... cumming... mm-hmm..." She climaxed screaming; I fired inside her.
Carried Houki to the bedroom, lay down. Tabane (purple hose) and Houki (white thigh-high) sandwiched my rod with their feet.
"Oh..." I groaned, fondling their breasts-Tabane's perky shoots, Houki's fresh peaches.
Tabane's hole: bottle-neck, tight entry, wide deep. Houki's: pen-holder, tighter shallow. Both exquisite.
After footplay, Tabane lay back; Houki lay on her, licking Tabane's slit.
I knelt before Tabane, behind Houki. Rod visited Tabane's mouth then plunged into Houki.
Tabane licked Houki's clit and our junction, drinking Houki's juices.
Switched: I between Tabane's legs, Houki at head. Shouldered Tabane's legs, pounding her wet hole while licking her feet.
Tabane moaned, licking Houki's anus, tongue probing. Houki shuddered and squirmed.
Shot loads in both, gave multiple climaxes. Then entered Tabane's anus; she trembled and cried out each thrust.
Houki fingered Tabane's pussy and licked her clit-revenge for earlier.
"Ah... ah... anal... oh... Jian-chan... Houki-chan... sister beautiful..." Double stimulation brought Tabane to quick climax.
Turned to Houki's anus. Pink bud in the gluteal fold, glistening.
Aligned glans-*squelch*-invaded.
"Ah..." Houki cried out, back arching, tits swaying. Tight fit.
Tabane's saliva lubed it, but sphincter resisted.
"Phew, tight." Thrusted hard; Houki cried in pain, but glans entered.
"Heave-ho!" Hard shove-head fully inside.
"Oh..." She gritted teeth.
"Houki-chan, endure a bit." Tabane comforted.
Pushed deeper; frown and sweat. Rod mostly in.
"Almost there." Satisfied grin; anal tightness distinct from vaginal.
"Woo woo... woo woo..." Houki moaned, rectum stretched full.
"Starting." Sphincter clamped, mucosa hugged firmly-tougher than vaginal walls. Slow thrusts.
"Ah... ah..." Houki hummed, leaning forward, tits squashing against Tabane's belly.
Sped up; *squelch... squelch...* friction sounds. Intense stimulation turned to pleasure.
Rod rampaged in rectum, glans scraping walls-lewd sounds rivaling vaginal sex.
"Woo woo... ah ah ah..." Breathing ragged, sweat dripping.
Tight grip exquisite; conquest desire surged. Pounded repeatedly.
Rectum lubricated, sliding smooth. Intense piston action gave Houki pleasure rivaling vaginal sex.
"Eh eh... can't... can't... ah... anus breaking... ah... Jian-sensei... back full... ah... unspeakable pleasure... ah ah..." Pain-pleasure mixed.
"Houki-chan, relax anus." Tabane instructed.
Houki adjusted; pain eased, waves of pleasure hit. Hundreds of thrusts later, climax neared.
"Mm... Jian-sensei... can't... cumming... ah..." Vaginal spasms triggered anal clenching. Rapid hundred thrusts in the tight, hot oven brought her to climax.
Simultaneously, drove deep, glans pulsed, firing hot semen into her rectum-*pfft pfft*.
Withdrawal revealed white semen slowly leaking from the gaping rosebud-beautiful.
"Jian-chan, bullying my sister? Revenge time." Tabane hugged me, curves pressing close.
"Fine, I'll bully both until immobile." Lifted Tabane's legs, rod into pussy, licking purple legs while fucking anew.
Sisters defeated, collapsed on bed, unable to move a finger.
-x-X-x-
While Houki and the others followed Sakuya to my home, a purple-haired beauty dragged me by my collar. I didn't resist; this was expected. Crucially, I couldn't beat this purple-haired *onee-san*-well, only slightly weaker, mostly 50/50.
"Shishou-nee, put me down? Embarrassing. Won't run." "Shishou-nee" was a weird mix of "Master" and "Sister" from childhood training, stuck by habit.
"Carried you like this when tired from training. No one's watching; what's embarrassing?" She knew her brother well; carrying was safer than trusting him to walk.
"Fine. Not walking is nice." Being served by Shishou-nee wasn't bad-reverse thinking win.
"Here." Arrived at an arena-like training ground, reinforced for high-level power.
"Shishou-nee, still beautiful. Dropped, I admired the purple-haired beauty Scathach: red eyes, swan neck, round shoulders, full breasts, flat stomach, fleshy long legs-all wrapped in erotic purple bodysuit, sheer in parts (private areas opaque/thick for outdoors).
"Flattery useless. No escape today." Scathach walked to the other side in purple combat boots.
"Genuine praise."
"Right. Wondered why you revamped the Land of Shadows-bringing women back. Typical you."
"Understand your nature, but still angry, right? My useless brother-kun." She cut off my 'understanding' plea. Anger justified: our two-person world (Sakuya counted as staff) now crowded.
"Fine. Come at me, Shishou-nee."
"Good. Like you." Scathach's red eyes held appreciation and eagerness. She summoned dual red demonic spears. "Crap, she's serious. Gonna be exhausting.*
Inside the castle, Izayoi Sakuya led Charlotte and others, hearing distant booms. *Intense. Master's in for it. Busy night ahead.* She smirked slightly.
"Stronger, but not enough." Battle over. I hung exhausted from a red spear by my waistband. Both suppressed power, yet the reinforced arena was ruined.
Scathach wasn't much better: bodysuit torn, skin exposed, shoulder armor gone, breathing ragged. Stamina drained like mine.
"Punishment: sleep here tonight." Shadow Realm Queen's clear rewards/punishments. Usually followed by 'benefits', so painful pleasure.
"No objection. Checking the women..." Scathach paused; I was already asleep. "Sleeping face same as childhood."
In dream, soft lips touched mine. Familiar scent, softness, heat-l responded. She startled, then cooperated, whispering "Troublesome bad brother."
"Master, sleeping how long?" A cooler voice woke me.
"Without you, till morning." Time barrier during fight meant nearly two days inside; drained.
"Oh? Disturbed rest? Leaving then." Silver-haired maid turned coldly.
"Wait, Sakuya! Won't sleep-only option if alone." Sakuya stopped, walked back in blue boots, let me down.
"Shishou-nee let me go?" Cleaned dust with energy.
"Scathach-sama likely sensed me; no stop means tacit approval." Scathach doted on Master; Sakuya knew her place.
"Home then. Bath first-join me?"
"No. Already bathed. With Master, get dirtier."
"Bathe again? I clean you up after."
"Refused."
"Bath felt good." Sneaked back, bathed. Sakuya prepped midnight snack. Eat snack, eat Sakuya. Decided.
"Master, please." Perfect maid service despite snark. Snacks in side room; sat on sofa.
"Delicious, Sakuya. Time for real 'snack'."
"Hm? Not full? I'll make more..." Pulled her into embrace.
"Meant *you*."
"Misunderstood. Servant will compensate Master. Sakuya offered lips; missed me too.
Deep kiss; tasted saliva, exchanged fluids. Sakuya stood, blushing, stripped.
Swan neck, blue lace half-cup bra (petite but tempting), slender waist, blue lace panties, black stripe net stockings, blue ankle boots. Ice-beauty body heated me; rod strained pants.
Kissed again, unhooked bra. Pale petite breasts released; pink nipples tempting. Kneaded soft elasticity, pressed nipples into flesh-muffled moan.
"Mm... hurts... comfy... Master's pervy skills... admirable..." Moaned while snarking.
Retaliated by kissing neck to breasts, sucking nipples. Both covered in marks, glistening.
"Ah... tingly... comfy... pervert Master... sucking..." Hand on my head.
Squeezed breasts together, sucked both nipples. "Ah... comfy..." Pressed my head harder-silent plea for more.
Stripped myself; rod erect. Sakuya on sofa, legs spread. Touched privates through blue lace; she clamped net-stocking legs on my hand.
Felt heat and texture. Rubbed slit through panties; Sakuya wet quickly. Hand soaked in juices.
"Honest body, Sakuya." Showed wet hand; she turned away, neck exposed.
Kissed net-stocking legs-smooth skin, net texture. Moved up to thighs.
"Mm... don't kiss... inside thigh... no..." Weak protests.
Kissed thigh root; sniffed arousal. Saw slit between swollen lips-kissed it. Scent and taste inflamed lust. Licked through panties.
Tongue mashed clit through lace. "There... no..." Legs clamped my head; better access. Hands stroked legs.
Pulled soaked panties aside. Silver bush, red labia, pink inner lips, pearl-like clit.
Licked directly-lips, opening, clit. *Slurp*, Finger inserted into wet canal; walls hugged tight. Pumped finger while licking clit.
Moans louder, more juices. Two fingers in. "Mm... two... stimulating..." Spread legs wider; thumb mashed clit.
Sakuya clamped legs, blocked with arm, sped up hand. "Ah... don't... too much... sour... numb... cumming..."
Sakuya convulsed, hips lifted, labia fluttering. Squirted clear love juice; collapsed panting.
While she rode the afterglow, I lifted a net-stocking leg, removed boot. Petite foot in net stockings-erotic. Pressed it to my throbbing rod.
Soft sole + net texture = bliss. Squeezed rod with her foot. Sakuya woke, saw footjob; "Pervert foot-fetishist."
Pre-cum dripped on her foot. "Beautiful feet, Sakuya." Kissed and licked other foot; sucked toes through net.
"Master... still pervert..." Sucked toes harder, she tried to pull back.
"Can't help it." Sniffed foot scent; rod throbbed harder.
Sandwiched rod between her soles. Glans rubbed soft arches. "Sakuya, feet feel great."
"Saying that... with pervy sounds..." Blushed at squelching noise.
"Love your feet." Kissed clean instep; resumed footjob.
"Shooting." Rapid pumps; climaxed all over her legs and feet.
"Hot... semen... so much..." Hugged and kissed her; exchanged saliva until she gasped.
Hand to wet crotch. "Ready." She rolled eyes.
Laid her down, legs spread. Rod tip to slit-so soft. Sakuya shivered, eyes hazy.
Pressed Sakuya's shoulders, dominating her pale body. Hips thrust forward; glans split labia.
Tight ring engulfed head; suction welcome. "Ah..." Sakuya cried out, hand on my abs, lip bitten.
Kissed her to soothe; hand kneaded breast. Twisted hips, grinding glans on entrance.
"Sakuya, getting real." Nodded. I arched back, grabbed waist, thrust hard-*squelch*, Glans pierced inner lips, buried deep. Juices squeezed out.
"Ah... Master... powerful... hole... breaking..." Sweet cries as I pounded.
"Tight Sakuya, love it." Hugged leg, kissed it while thrusting deep. Sakuya filled full; twists added friction.
"Deep... bottom... thick... Master... rod... great..." Cries grew.
Licked net-stocking legs; rod didn't stop. Eyes glazed.
Shouldered leg; drove harder-*squelch squelch*. Juices soaked sofa.
Grinded glans on cervix. "No... ah... tingly... don't grind... hot..." Sakuya twisted.
"Cervix so tender." Pinned hips; she clamped rod tight.
"Ah... no... Master... can't... cumming... leaking..." Climaxed; legs straight, toes pointed, spasming.
"My turn." Hammered cervix; fired hot load deep into womb.
Semen filled her, belly bulged slightly. Kissed her again.
Rest over, she woke, Round two. Finger-fucked sensitive hole. "Mm... gentle.."
Laid her down, legs wide. Licked swollen clit; she moaned, breasts shaking. Played with nipples; she pressed them into my hands.
Thrusted in again; glans rubbed entrance, then sank deep. Sakuya legs spread, standing on floor, pussy stretched round.
White foam formed at junction. "Ah... mm..."
Leg over shoulder, sucked toes while fucking. Deep strokes made her delirious.
Side position; kept rod in. Twisted; friction on every inch. Stroked thigh.
Legs together; tightness maxed. One foot on sofa; pounded hard. "Ah... light... deep..." Sakuya speechless.
Stopped; she looked confused. Withdrew; juices dripped.
"Change pose." Doggy style. Butt in air; rod rubbed slit, re-entered.
*Slap slap* of hips against butt. Sakuya swayed hips instinctively.
Hands kneaded hanging breasts. She collapsed, chest on sofa, butt high.
Pounded butt; glans hit cervix. "Ah... deep... big... no more... hitting..."
Pulled her up to hands-and-knees. Grind cervix slowly; felt ridges.
"Cervix... comfy... Master... rod... sour..." Intensity built.
Fast pounding; cervix battered. "Master... dying... cumming... Second climax; squirted onto glans.
I climaxed too; hot load painting cervix. Sakuya's climax extended by heat.
Second squirt washed rod. Rod pulsed more semen, filling her completely.
"Master... wait... rest... can't take..." She begged.
I kept going; legs clamped tight. Changed to Cowgirl (Lotus); she sat on me.
"Ah... big..." S sank onto rod; rested head on shoulder.
Rod touched womb; legs touched net stockings. Bounced her up and down; "Ah ah ah".
Legs wrapped around me; tight grip. I arched back, she leaned back hands on sofa.
Pounded from below. "Ah ah ah". Third climax; squirted.
I drove deep, broke through cervix, fired massive load into womb.
Semen flooded her; she trembled. Sakuya fainted from intensity. Woke her up; battled all night.
-x-X-x-
Early the next morning, I sneaked out of the castle to re-enter through the front door for appearances. In
the living room, the girls were already awake. I sat between Houki and Cecilia, hugging them. Houki blushed, while Cecilia pinched my waist jealously. Lingyin jumped onto my back, pressing her chest against my head.
Sakuya, the head maid, called us to breakfast, addressing me as her "debauched master." despite our all-night battle, she had recovered quickly thanks to my nourishment and her own efficiency.
In the dining hall, Scathach sat in her usual purple bodysuit. The girls were intimidated by her Queen of Shadows aura. Scathach reminded me that while little time passed here, I had been gone a while, so I owed her training sessions.
After breakfast, I repaired the training ground and trained hard. During a break, I asked Scathach for a private candlelight dinner that evening. She agreed, her red eyes gleaming with understanding.
That evening, I prepared steaks and wine in a private room. Scathach knocked and entered, transforming the atmosphere. She wore a stunning purple evening gown: a halter-neck design exposing her shoulders and deep cleavage, with a diamond-shaped cutout under the bust showing creamy skin. The skirt had a high slit with sheer fabric, revealing her legs wrapped in purple stockings with striped tops. She wore purple gauntlets and a small silver tiara.
We ate and drank, Scathach teasing that my cooking skills improved from feeding my women. After dinner, I invited her to dance.
Music played. We danced closely. I felt her fullness through the thin gown-no bra. I kissed her deeply, dominating her tongue until she melted in my arms. When I asked for a reward, she challenged me to make her beg for it.
"Let's keep dancing," I said, stripping myself naked.
"A striptease?" she teased.
"Hardly." I pulled her close again. My erection pressed against her crotch, separated only by her thin sheer thong.
I proposed a bet: if my rod entered her before the song ended, she was mine. She accepted the challenge.
We danced a Quickstep. With every step, my glans rubbed against her vulva through the fabric. The heat and friction aroused her quickly, soaking the thong. My rod pushed deeper between her labia with every move, sliding against the wet silk.
During a spin, I pulled her tight. Her climax hit, releasing a flood of fluids. The soaked, sheer thong couldn't hold; my glans tore through the fabric-*rip*-and plunged into her wet, contracting depths.
"Ah..." Scathach moaned, her climax extended by the penetration.
"I'm in, Shishou-nee."
She leaned weakly against me, flushed and glassy-eyed. "You bad brother... satisfied?"
"Not yet. Let's dance."
We resumed the Quickstep, now joined. The dance steps became sex positions:
***Basic Step:** My forward step thrust deep; her backward step received it. The mismatched timing meant my glans hit her cervix on the third beat (the rise), and her settling step acted like she was sheathing me.
***Lock Step:** As she crossed her legs, her internal muscles squeezed my rod tightly.
***Open Turn:** The rotation pulled my rod out to the entrance, dragging fluids over her stocking tops, before I pulled her back in, driving the glans past her lips and deep into her womb on the return.
The high-difficulty sexual dance left us both breathless, using the rhythm of the music to fuel our pleasure.
"Your steps sync perfectly with mine, Shishou-nee. Especially your pussy-clamping and sucking my rod like real sex. I could cum inside you now. Comfy?"
"What if I say it's not enough?" Despite her recent climax, Scathach's sisterly pride and master's dignity refused easy defeat.
"Then I'll work harder," I replied, leading the dance again. This time, Scathach anticipated my early steps, matching my rhythm precisely. Her pussy still gripped me, but the synchronized timing reduced the teasing friction, and she managed to control her moves. After three rounds, her juices flowed freely, making my rod slide smoother and her arousal build. The periodic shallow pumps only stoked her fire, creating an unbearable itch she longed for my rod to scratch, but her iron will held her back.
Eventually, she switched to offense, deliberately slowing her steps by half a beat to invite shallow thrusts and actively sheathing me on the downbeats. I recognized her ploy-the Queen and Master reclaiming the initiative. I played along, meeting her thrusts with deeper ones, driving her to moan uncontrollably. Seeing her eyes glaze over and her breath quicken, I knew it was time. I pulled back, pressing my hot glans against her reddened inner lips.
"So eager, Shishou-nee?"
"Is my being active... a problem?" she gasped.
"I love it," I said, pulling her tight. My rod slid up past her clit to her navel. "Want it?"
"You... always bully your sister... yes... I want it... I want your rod... your big rod..." she finally admitted.
I thrust back in. "Ah..." she cried, her legs buckling as my glans hit her cervix. Her walls milked my rod tightly. "So impatient?" I taunted, guiding her hand to our junction to show how much was still outside. The intensified sensations weakened her, and her legs grew numb. I clamped my thighs around her silk-stockinged legs to support her, the added pressure making her pussy even tighter. It was bliss.
I started pumping steadily. "Your pussy is amazing, Shishou-nee." The layered walls of her vagina intensified the pleasure, especially when my glans was sucked by her cervix. My rod stretched her open, and with each withdrawal, juices streamed down her legs to her heels.
Finding this still not enough, I hooked one of her stockinged thighs over my hip and held her waist, standing in a horse stance. "Starting again," I said, fucking her relentlessly in the new position. "Ah... ah... mmm... so thick... my pussy is so numb..." she moaned, holding onto my shoulders for balance as my abdomen slapped against hers. The pace quickened, and white foam formed at our junction. I kissed her, turning her moans into muffled sounds.
"To the bed?" I asked, a silver thread of saliva connecting our lips. The room was large and had a bed for my convenience.
"Mmm..." she nodded weakly, exhausted from being fucked in a one-legged stance. I hooked her other leg over my waist as well. She cried out, her arms locking around my neck.
"I'll carry you to bed like this. With every step I took, I thrusted upwards, tossing her hips in a graceful, lewd arc. Her pussy sheathed my rod on the descent. "Ah... heavy... deep... gently... so good..." The intense stimulation made her moan sweetly, her legs clamping my waist tighter. The friction against her cervix brought her to the edge.
"Slow down... so intense... I'm about to... come..." she pleaded.
"Hold on, we'll come together," I promised, knowing we were both at our limits. I walked to the bed, fucking her rapidly, leaving a trail of her juices on the floor.
"... quick... mmm... I'm coming... climaxing..." As I reached the bed, a final grind against her cervix sent her into a spasm. I laid her down and delivered a final deep thrust. "Ah... I'm here... climax... fucked to climax by my brother..." she screamed, throwing her head back. Her arms crushed my neck and her legs vise-gripped my waist, trembling.
"I'm cumming too," I grunted. Her convulsing cervix milked my glans, and I flooded her womb with a thick, hot load of semen. The heat of my seed sent another squirt from her own depths, scalding my glans and making it swell even larger. The sensation was so intense she lost the ability to think or even cry out, her eyes rolling back.
After we both came down, we kissed deeply and tenderly. "You were incredible, Shishou-nee. Your pussy nearly sucked my soul out."
"Don't act like I seduced you. You're the one who defies and defiles your master and sister," she retorted, her eyes full of charm.
"I don't care. It's your fault for dressing so seductively." I kissed her again, my hands finding her breasts under the gown. Deciding the fabric was in the way, I ripped the straps and pulled the dress down. Her stockinged legs, her round, firm buttocks, and her perfect, gravity-defying breasts were revealed. I lifted her back to slide the gown off completely.
Now she was naked except for the purple stockings. I began fucking her again, my hands kneading her breasts as my eyes devoured every inch of her. Her feet, hooked behind my back, rubbed my waist, urging me on. My rod plunged deep, stirring the fresh seed inside her womb and rubbing it against the sensitive walls. The intense stimulation sent her into another mindless, screaming climax. Her body convulsed, milking my rod until I also exploded, unleashing another massive load deep inside her womb.
I continued for several more rounds until Scathach passed out from pleasure, though her womb and pussy kept unconsciously milking my still-erupting rod. Finally spent, I laid her down, pulled her into my arms, and spooned her like an octopus, my still-hard rod nestled inside her as we fell asleep.
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Early morning, I got up early, planted a kiss on my still-sleeping Shishou's pretty face, and left the room. At this hour, most people were still asleep, but I had woken up specifically to catch someone who'd been avoiding me.
"Ah, breakfast, breakfast... damn that Jian guy. He actually ordered Sakuya not to cook for me privately, forcing me to get up super early to dodge him." As expected, a certain goddess was floating down the hallway toward the dining room, looking utterly drained.
"Oh? Then why not just stop avoiding me, Goddess?" I teleported right in front of the still-groggy goddess. I'd hidden my presence on purpose, and in her half-asleep state, she didn't react-crashing straight into me before looking up at my voice.
"Eh... ah... how are you here?!" Recognizing me, the goddess panicked and backed away, red eyes widening as she assumed a fighting stance.
"Of course, to catch a certain clumsy goddess." I eyed the black-haired beauty up and down. Today, she was in her usual spirit origin outfit.
Long black hair tied into twin-tails with black butterfly bows, a crown-like headband with elongated diamond shapes, exquisite features, a beautiful face, and striking red eyes.
Smooth round shoulders, a swan-like neck adorned with a gold collar, bare back visible under a sexy tube-top style upper garment, slender waist and flat stomach fully exposed, perky little butt wrapped in black thong panties-pure temptation.
But the real killer was her legs: a pair of stunningly long, alluring legs. Her right leg wore rare stirrup stockings-no ordinary legs could pull those off, but she made them look perfect, like they were made for her.
The right leg's blue stirrup stockings had a garter at the lower thigh with special gold diamond decorations matching her headband, followed by the cotton-textured body hugging her cute round knee and slender calf, with noble gold stripes on the lower calf.
Down to the most enticing part: the feet. Unlike regular stockings, stirrups left openings at the front and back, exposing her cute white-onion-like dainty toes (secured by straps at big and index toes) and round pale heels-irresistible allure no sheer stockings could match.
Her left leg was bare, the fair slender beauty eye-catching, with a gold anklet adding extra temptation. No wonder this beauty-my so-called Goddess Ishtar-lived up to her title as goddess of beauty.
"You... what do you want? I'm very busy. If nothing, I'm leaving." She turned to bolt; I grabbed her hand and pulled her into my arms.
No words-I kissed her cherry lips, silencing her protests, tongue invading to wrap her slippery one, savoring her sweet saliva while hands kneaded her thong-clad butt,
"Mm... Jian, what are you doing?!" Freed after a long kiss, she demanded.
"Punishing you, Ishtar. You messed up in the IS world again, right? Let Shinonono Tabane escape."
"That's... all your fault with too many restrictions! Hurt her but not too much, pressure but not too tight-that's why I slipped! And you fixed it anyway."
"Hmm? That's not what you said before. You patted your chest saying 'leave this little thing to me and took a chest of gems as reward."
"Th-that was just normal tribute!" Her red eyes shifted guiltily.
"Doesn't matter-task failed means punishment." I scooped her up and headed to her room.
"Wait, I'm a goddess! Punishing a goddess? You're too bold, Jian."
"Not the first time. Blaspheming goddesses is one of my favorites."
"Ah, really wait-I haven't had breakfast!"
"Later, Semen till you're full."
"You jerk... can't respect me more? I'm a goddess!" We bantered all the way to her room.
On the bed, I stripped her tube-top. Even after countless times seeing and touching this body, her flawless pale skin, smooth shoulders, perky breasts topped with pink pearls still quickened my breath.
Her slim waist looked even sexier framed by her thong-clad butt, those long straight legs-one bare, one in blue stirrup stockings-impossible to look away from. Stirrup leg contrasting bare one, perfect foot curves-endless temptation. No wonder with a Rin Tohsaka-like figure; I'd play these legs forever.
Stripped myself, revealing my hot throbbing rod.
"Every time... so huge. No idea how I take it." She measured on her belly, wary.
"Your killer body does this." Hand stroked her blue cotton stirrup leg, savoring the smooth texture.
"Hmph, always sore down there after."
"Hm? Gotta check your pussy then. Gonna fuck it many times." Played dumb, removed thong. Virgin-pink slit, perfect shape. Spread lips, stroked-un moan, but she let me.
Deep breath of her alluring scent, pale pink outer lips, pink inner flesh-so tender.
"Thanks for loving my rod so much; time to return the favor." Kissed her privates.
"Wait, no need-ah... no... don't kiss... there... not there... Butt twisted to escape, hands pushed head-useless.
Ignored; kissed lips, then licked bottom-to-top, tip over clit. Continued teasing outer lips, precious juices dripped wasted down her cleft to sheets.
Each labia lick, she hoped for more; denied. Frustrated, she subtly bucked pussy toward my mouth-1 stuck to externals.
Labia comfy, but core itched unbearably. Wanted to beg, but goddess pride held-even after past sluttier acts.
"Ishtar, want me licking your little sister? Thrusting it at my mouth like that."
"Mm..." Exposed, she covered face; legs clamped-shoving my mouth to hungry hole. Moaned.
Licked inner lips, spread pulsing entrance with pink contracting flesh.
"Mm... numb... sour... ah... no..." Tongue-fucked like rod, rough papillae scraping tender walls-contractions.
Mouth no; hands pressed head harder, stirrup/bare legs gripped shoulders (stirrup rubbing back/shoulders)-true wants.
Licked exposed clit too; body writhed, hands shook head side-to-side into her.
Sucked whole mound, tongue swirling lips/center, drank all nectar.
Legs rubbed me wildly; tingles reached womb contractions. Intensified irregular clit circles.
"Ah... no... don't like that... numb... stop... cumming... ah!"
Body stiffened; squirted from depths into my mouth. Gulped every drop.
Later, legs M-spread; knelt between, veiny rod twitching for pink hole.
Glans at finger-tight entrance-seductive moan, butt wiggle like burned.
"Ah, hurts..." Rubbed glistening lips, pressed-she yelped.
"Oh..." Bliss groan.
Lips O-stretched around half-head; sucked vise-tight.
Prodded twice-frown. Ground entrance; pulsed like massaging.
Gradually opened; near ridge.
Rod veined, pulsed; juices lubed-*squelch*-plunged, excess squirting.
"Ah... big rod... Jian... entered..."
Entrance lips sucked shaft like mouth; milked glans.
Felt slick walls; held stirrup leg, thrust deeper, parting layers to cervix.
"Um... don't hit... oh... hurts... full... deep... too big..."
"Adapt soon; endure." Slow withdraw, ridges scraping every inch to entrance.
Emptied ache; walls craved absent rod. Begging eyes.
Thrust deep; repeated-pain vanished, pleasure dawned.
Stroked stocking leg; pumped steadily. Juices foamed white ring on shaft.
"Oh, tight, sucking-bliss." Motored hips.
"Ah... too fast... intense... pussy can't..."
Climax: hot squirt swelled rod. Grabbed tight, trembled.
Kissed afterglow; deep French, swapping saliva till gasping.
Resumed pounding, juices splashing.
"Mm... slow... post-climax sensitive..."
"Your comfy pussy; gotta pound." Hotter walls + leg rubs = frenzy; perky breasts bounced wildly, pink tips tracing arcs.
"Ah... ah... oh... big... hot... deep... too deep..."
"Bliss, Ishtar, cumming." Hands to waist; sprinted hundreds strokes.
"Cumming-all semen yours." Spine tingled-broke cervix, flooded womb.
"Ah... semen... so much... oh... me too... pussy climaxing..."
Heat peaked her.
Exhaled satisfied; kissed lips, hands kneading perfect elastic breasts, tweaking pink nipples.
"Jian, you're awful. Shooting so much semen inside, it's so full that it hurts a little." Ishtar hit me with her jade hand wearing a black gauntlet. Although she said this, her charming expression still showed how satisfied she was.
"Hehe, so this counts as being awful? Then I'll show you something even worse, Ishtar." After speaking, I held Ishtar's beautiful legs clad in stirrup socks again and thrust the meat rod soaking in her small hole.
Ishtar's small hole, the tender flesh moistened by semen, was even more delicate, exquisite, soft, and elastic, gripping the meat rod tighter and making it even more comfortable. The massive glans pushed open the cervix that didn't have time to close again and again, kissing the seamless cervix, causing Ishtar's small hole to twitch in waves and secrete more lewd fluids to facilitate my entry and exit.
One of my hands constantly stroked Ishtar's beautiful leg in the blue cotton stirrup sock and the other smooth, naked leg. The other hand climbed up to knead and caress Ishtar's snowy white beautiful breast that filled my grip, the hard nipple at the tip sliding back and forth in my palm.
Unable to withstand such stimulation, I leaned down and held one of Ishtar's pink, tender nipples in my mouth, sucking desperately. My lower body's meat rod also moved in and out of Ishtar's small hole rapidly, squeezing the mixture of semen and lewd water out of her small hole.
"Ah... nn... small hole... so... so comfortable... cannot... no... ah... breast... knead... nn... don't suck... nn..." Ishtar reached out to hug my head, pressing it against her soft breast being sucked, burying my face in the fragrant and extremely elastic beautiful breast. Her pair of beautiful legs had wrapped around my waist at some point.
With both her small hole and soft breasts being played with simultaneously, Ishtar's small hole soon began to contract, and her cervix spasmed along with it, sucking on my meat rod. Such a comfortable feeling made me speed up my pumping. The thick, long meat rod moved rapidly in and out of the pink, tender small hole, bringing out wave after wave of lewd water.
Under my double attack, Ishtar was soon defeated. Her uterus sprayed a stream of warm lewd water onto my large glans. I wasn't stingy with my own semen either, thrusting my waist, I plugged into Ishtar's cervix and shot out streams of thick, cloudy white semen.
"So thick... so much... ah... don't shoot... don't shoot anymore... it's going to be full... really full... it's scalding me to death..." The sensitive uterine wall was directly irrigated by thick semen. Ishtar, still in climax, was sent directly into another small climax. Her cervix and small hole sucked desperately on my still-ejaculating meat rod, not letting go of a single drop of semen.
After a long time, Ishtar recovered from her climax. The meat rod in her small hole, as if it hadn't ejaculated at all, still forcefully occupied her small hole. The large glans stretched open her cervix, stuck in her tender cervical canal. The scorching temperature from the glans felt like it would scald her cervix bad. A large amount of thick semen filled every inch of tender flesh in her small hole, causing Ishtar's small hole to twitch occasionally.
"Jian, you really went too far. What if you break my small hole with all that shooting?" Ishtar looked at me faintly and said.
"Ishtar, as a Goddess, would you break so easily?"
"Hah? Even if you say that, shooting so intensely and so much, even a Goddess can't handle it, okay!"
While listening to Ishtar's words, my hands roamed back and forth over Ishtar's slender, long beautiful legs wrapped in cotton stirrup socks and her soft, sexy perky butt. The amazing elasticity of Ishtar's jade buttocks made me unable to resist kneading them, then I lightly slapped her perky butt, making a "smack" sound.
"Come, Ishtar, face your perky butt towards me."
"Hah, what trick do you want to play again, ah..." Before Ishtar could finish her sentence, I pulled my meat rod out of her small hole. The huge glans, carrying a fiery temperature, scraped every inch of tender flesh in Ishtar's vagina. Finally, stretching open the two thin, tender labia that had suffered enough ravaging, with a "pop" sound, my meat rod was pulled out of the small hole, covered in a large amount of lewd fluid mixture.
Next, I turned Ishtar over, then held her slender waist, making her kneel on the bed. Her round, white, tender perky butt was even sexier in this posture. Ishtar's private parts were exposed before my eyes without reservation. Without my meat rod blocking it, the overflowing semen flowed out of her small hole, dripping onto the large bed.
"Ishtar, quite a bit of semen has flowed out of your small hole. What a pity. No, I'll replenish some more semen for you."
After speaking, I aimed my huge meat rod at Ishtar's labia, which still had a trace of cloudy white semen flowing. The massive glans opened Ishtar's two thin, tender labia. With a forward thrust of my waist, the purple-red large glans stretched the two labia to their limit again, then submerged into Ishtar's small hole with a "squelch."
My large glans squeezed open the tight, tender flesh in Ishtar's vagina, forcefully pushed open Ishtar's cervix, and returned into the half-open cervical canal. As the meat rod inserted, the coronal ridge on the glans and the veins on the shaft scraped against every spot of tender flesh on the vaginal wall of Ishtar's small hole.
"Ah, slow down... bad guy..." Her small hole and uterus invaded by my thick, long meat rod again, Ishtar unconsciously let out a charming moan. The white, tender toes on her small feet curled up tightly, her delicate body tense for a moment.
"With such an amazing small hole, how can you ask me to slow down?" Ignoring Ishtar's request, I kneaded her sexy perky butt with both hands and thrust my meat rod to my heart's content, pumping inside Ishtar's seamless small hole.
"Nn... don't... no... be gentle... so deep... ah... too deep..." Ishtar's small hole was so tight, wriggling so ecstatically. The two labia sucked tightly on my meat rod, and the layers of cavity meat brought me extreme comfort.
"Oh, Ishtar, your small hole clamps me so comfortably." My hands moved to Ishtar's slender waist at some point, gently stroking her flat lower abdomen and waist a few times, then grabbed tight and fucked fiercely.
Under the powerful pumping of my meat rod, Ishtar's arms supporting her upper body could no longer hold up. After a charming cry, her shoulders collapsed onto the bed, leaving only her sexy perky butt sticking up, presenting her small hole to welcome my powerful impact.
Seeing Ishtar collapse on the bed, I reached out forward to touch that pair of delicate breasts that fit perfectly in a grip. Ishtar's snowy white, soft jade breasts were transformed into various shapes in my hands, and the two pink nipples were kneaded to my heart's content by my index fingers and thumbs, making the two cherries even harder and perkier.
As I impacted from behind Ishtar, pumping back and forth to my heart's content, the delicate breasts in my hands also rippled with layers of white, tender breast waves, making me knead this pair of flawless, congealed fat white jade even harder.
Because her upper body had collapsed, Ishtar's angle was tilted more upwards, making it more convenient for my meat rod to pump in her small hole. Every fold in the small hole pressed closely against the meat rod, as if massaging it.