Chapter 145 – [Afterword] After Returning From the Trip (3) [220714]

I was holding my back high enough to stand on my toes, almost to the limit, and thanks to my brother stopping my movement, I exhaled and raked the bed sheets together.

“Whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops… Uh huh…”

As I was trembling embarrassingly with my hips lifted, feeling that I was really on the right track, a large hand on my hips was squeezed hard as if to stop the trembling.
As the hand was repeatedly squeezed and then released again, somehow I thought that I could understand what my younger brother was thinking.
I went a lot, should I persevere, or should I just do more if I want to do more?
In the end, I guess I decided to do more, but my sister grabbed me by the waist as it was inserted and laid me down on the bed so that I was sitting on my back with my brother on my back.

“Huh… Whoa…”

In that state, hands up and down… So, I obediently followed the hand gestures that seemed to tell me to move on my own.
I think I’ve done this kind of attitude before, but I felt that I was very embarrassed today.
The connected place is shown, and slowly up and down while sticking out as if emphasizing the buttocks…
The feeling of scraping the inside along with the sound of tsuuk, tsuuk is somehow too… What should I say?
It was so hot that I felt like I was whispering a gooey whisper to my big dick that it felt good.

The hole that was supposed to be being seen flinched at the thought that he was sure to be looking, and somehow it felt good to be seen.
It’s embarrassing to show a dirty look, but it feels good.
I felt something, something, something strange.

“Hey…”
“Ahhhhh…”

The word erotic sounds like a compliment, and at the same time, the question of what kind of thing was said to be erotic filled my body through my ears.
The butt you keep stroking?
A waist that looks like it could be completely caught if you hold it tightly with both hands?
Is it a place where you flinch and tremble, make a lot of dirty sounds while being connected, and spill a sticky liquid that makes your throat dry?
Or is it all?

Every time I whispered in my stomach, “It’s hot, I feel good, please add it to my cock,” It only filled me with the thought of wanting to make it feel better.
Feel better, more, feel better…
In my increasingly hazy mind, I rubbed and scraped my cock deeply and stimulatingly, concentrating on places that I was accustomed to when I was masturbating alone.

“Heh, heh… Heck… Mandible… Huh… Gulp.”

Amidst the heightened pleasure, the desire to feel better lingered around me, and I moved as if I was manipulating my body.
Cock feels good, having sex with my brother feels good, it feels good that my brother likes it.
I want to do more, I want to do more.
Cocks already feel good, but I’m having sex, what can I do to make them feel better?
I want to make my brother feel better.
Makes me want to have sex with me more, like it more, want more, lots, more.

Before I knew it, I forgot the shame and asked my younger brother to look at me a little more and to make me feel good.
I put the glans side of the head against the tightening part at the entrance and scraped it out with a tuck, tuck, or put it deep inside and squeezed it out slowly.
It makes me feel good even when I’m still, and my sister can have sex just by lying down.
My waist moved instinctively as if I was convincing an attractive male of my worth on a large cock.

How should I feel about this?
Do you want the person you love to feel better?
Why do I feel this way…
I’m having sex, it feels good, but I want to feel better, I want to do more, more…
I thought I didn’t really know what it was, but I was blankly looking for somewhere to make me feel better, and without realizing it, I kissed my brother’s leg.

“Side, side…”

Grab the legs that came out of the shower and slowly move your waist up and down while kissing.
Pleasantly enlarged cock, and other places also pleasantly…
I want my sister’s whole body to like me, a little more, a little more.

“Sweep…”
“So…?”

I put my little brother’s big toe in my mouth and gently sucked it.
As soon as my sister let out a surprised voice, I wondered if this was some kind of strange behavior or not, but as soon as I felt her cock stiffen up and pulled, I moved her mouth again as soon as I felt that my sister liked it.
As if dirtying my clean feet with my saliva after taking a shower, as if soaking in my own smell, with the tip of my tongue sticking out long, like when I was twirling and sucking the glans…

“Jwaaaaa…”

Then, as soon as my cock was pushed out a little because I wanted to cum, I focused on shaking her waist again and tried to make my sister feel better with my whole body.
While rubbing her breasts against her body, rubbing her belly, shaking her waist, hugging her legs, and licking her feet.
Something, it doesn’t seem like something a sister could do, but… Still, I like it…

“Huuuuu! Caught! Haaaaa”

My younger brother, who had been enjoying my movements for a while, grabbed my waist and shook me violently up and down, as if he wanted to cum.
Pushed up all the way to the inside, I threw my head back, cried low, and climaxed.
Squat down with your legs apart, so that your brother can hold your waist more freely and shake it.
I got down on all fours and got into a sitting position, constantly shaking my hips up and down.

“Huhhhhh…

Fu-uk, fu-uk, jju-eup, jju-eup, the more obscene sounds resounded, the more my whole body wanted my younger brother.
I want to tighten it up and suck it, and help my cock feel good and refreshed.
The pleasure that blows away the reason, the pleasure that boosts the instincts, naturally knowing that the body responds to the movement that stimulates something, the sensations spread through the body in a sensitive and lumpy manner, turning into hot breath and leaking out of the mouth full of lustful cries. Go.
Good, good, good

“Ugh…!”
“Whoa…!

I was so full of pleasure, and when it was time for my younger sister, who had reached her limit, to pull out her cock and ejaculate, I even had a little strange thought.
I didn’t even think about avoiding the semen that was shooting towards my belly, but rather, I even lowered my waist more as if to match it, and I felt sorry for the place where I was holding my cock so much that it made a pop sound, and I regretted the semen coming out outside.
I thought it would have been better if it was cheaper inside.
I’m grateful to my younger brother who wrapped up outside, but I’m sorry for something, thinking that I’m weird, but also regretting it.
I want to do it, but I have to endure it, I want to do it, but I have to endure it… As if to show my contradictory feelings, I barely managed to calm my trembling waist as if jumping up and down, and buried my face in the bed, struggling to catch my breath.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha…”

Then I got up and lay down next to my younger brother, who straightened my spread legs and looked at my completely relaxed and dazed face while holding me.
I looked at my younger brother with unfocused eyes and felt the heat spreading again to the cock that was touching my belly, and I reached out my hands and hugged my younger brother and said flirtatiously.

“More, will you…?”

In my trembling voice that melted away, it was full of the meaning of not saying you can’t do more, but please do more.
And after taking a deep breath as if holding back something, the younger brother jumped up from his seat and picked up the underwear that was roughly scattered around the bed.

“…I’ll buy condoms.”
“Ah…”

Only then did I remember what I had forgotten in a moment, and I blushed and nodded.
My younger brother wiped his sweaty body with a towel, put on his clothes, and hurriedly went outside. I lay on the bed, covering my face with both hands, trembling with shame.

“Haaaaa…”

Will you do more? Rani.
Suck your toes… You have to wear a condom, but you do that while you want it to come inside.
Really, ah… Why am I doing this…
It’s a relief that my younger brother seems to have liked that too, but why the hell did he do that all of a sudden?
Seriously, what if you think it’s pervert and vulgar… I feel like it’s already too late…

It’s fortunate that my brother stopped this time too, and I almost made it inside again.
It shouldn’t be like this.
The room, which had become dry and odorless during the trip, was filled with an obscene odor within a day, the bed was covered with sweat and semen, and the sofa in the living room… Even the shower…
As soon as I arrived, I saw the mess inside the room, and I was already starting to worry.

If this happens over and over again that the house is filled with dangerous evidence of the younger sister’s body odor, traces, and sex with each other, and then accidentally caught by someone…
What will she do if her sister brings her friend like last time and she notices that she smells like having sex.

“Whoa… Whoa…”
“Uh?”

While I was thinking about that, my younger brother, who had left the front door, came into the room panting.
It was as if he had run to and from the convenience store at an incredibly fast pace.
My sister threw her clothes off in front of her door and came in, threw a box of 30 condoms on the bed and said.

“Cover it.”

A muscular body exposed proudly, the smell of heat, an excited voice, and sweaty, shiny skin.
When he said that he wanted to have sex as quickly as possible while taking off his clothes, I gulped down my saliva and opened the condom box while blinking my eyes wide open.
First of all, because I want to.
I also bought condoms… Once, once… We can talk about it later, but for now, for today…
… Without thinking, I grabbed my sister’s body and carefully put the condom that came out of the wrapper on it.