Chapter 67 – Secret

Episode 67 – Secret

Rustling─

At dawn, after her midnight, Isis could not sleep and tossed and turned her body.

“Ha… Why is my body like this?”

Actually, she knows.

As for what her physical condition means.

But if she admits it, she no longer has the courage to look at her younger brother.

When she closed her eyes again, the events of the day replayed clearly in her mind.

The large hand that pulled him, the reliable and warm embrace, the firm chest, and Luan’s large cock that was more impressive than all of them.

The last time we took a bath together was when Luan was 7 years old, so it had been 13 years since we last saw each other.

What had happened in the meantime was that the cute object that was barely big enough to fit two fingers her she had changed into the size of her forearm her.

But that’s not important.

The problem is what she felt after that, as she cared about Lu An’s cock.

A male’s body odor that had a slightly salty taste and strongly stimulated hearing. Although it seems a bit unpleasant, the wild smell still lingers in my mouth.

When she opens her mouth, the sensation of her biting on a dick is recalled, and her body becomes hot as she pleases.

“Luan…”

Isis softly called out her brother’s name her and placed her hand her on her heart her.

Voluptuous, swollen breasts.

A burning sensation remains there, as if it had been stamped with a painting.

She cannot forget and misses Luan’s touch during the short time they were together.

As soon as she recognized that, the heat in her whole body she became even stronger, and her nipples, which had been pressed against her palms, lifted their heads upright.

Isis, who hesitated, moved her hand slightly.

Seueuugh─

A slight feeling of pleasure occurred as the palm and hard nipples rubbed together.

I felt a chill running down my spine, and I felt like my lower abdomen was tightening, and the area between my crotch felt a little uncomfortable.

An impulse settles in the mind.

‘I want to do more, more!’

Even though she knew that there would be no turning back if she went further, she ended up giving in to her temptation.

Her hands close her and cup her breasts her.

Memories of her past overlapped with it, and she felt as if she had been cared for by Luan.

Isis moved her hand repeatedly as if she were possessed. She devotes herself to cooling off the heat of her body in order to feel this way even a little more.

“Ah… Phew! Hehe…”

She didn’t even hold back her moans.

Just as the saying goes, “A late-learned thief knows not how to steal,” She, who had never masturbated in her life, quickly fell in love with this unfamiliar yet fascinating pleasure.

Her guilt toward Lu Ann and her disgust toward herself are completed by a single emotion: a sense of immorality.

As she was continuously massaging her breasts, she suddenly noticed that the area between her crotches was more than uncomfortable and wet.

Instinctively rubbing her thighs, she turned her head and looked out her window.

This is the direction where Luan’s room is.

“Luan… Sorry. “I’m sorry for being an ugly older sister.”

Isis apologized to her brother.

Because she knows she can’t stop here.

Because of her low experience of her, she cannot imagine another man, and she knows that even in her imagination of her, she has no choice but to commit the sin of incest.

So she felt sorry for Luan, and at the same time, she was unbearably excited.

Isis shoved her free hand into her pajamas, looking at her ceiling as if turning away.

Sliding down her shapely her lower abdomen her, past her neatly trimmed pubic hair her, she finally arrived at her juicy wet crack her.

The tightly closed pussy she was occasionally fluttering and spitting out her love juices her.

After hovering around her for a moment, rubbing her fingers with her, her love juices, she carefully rubbed her crack.

Squeak!

“Ugh…”

The pleasure that spread along with the squishy sound stimulated her peripheral nervous system.

From the slightly opened slit under the pressure of her fingers, more of her love juices flowed out. It was very hot and sticky.

Just like when Luan touched my heart.

“Luan… Luan…”

Isis repeated the name of her precious sister and she began masturbating in earnest.

She presses her middle finger between her cracks her, her index and ring fingers against her plump labia, and with her other hand she massages her own breast her.

As she occasionally tweaked her hard nipples, her pussy overflowed with her love juices her as if in a flood.

The panties instantly lost their function as underwear, and her pajamas became soaked, creating a circle around her pussy her on the bed.

However, Isis did not pay any attention to such things and only concentrated on masturbation.

Snap! Snap!

“Yes! Ha… Luan. I love it…”

Currently, in her imagination her, she was being caressed in Luan’s wide arms her.

Normally, it would have been something she wouldn’t have dared to do, but she was consumed by her sexual desires and simply jumped over the hurdle of being her siblings and wanted more.

The only thing that prevented me from going any further was my resistance to insertion.

Even though she tried to stick her finger into her hole her, the slightest sense of reason wouldn’t allow it and put the brakes on her.

Eventually she gave up on her penetration and instead moved her hand slightly up.

There, the clitoris she was already swollen with great excitement.

Jjibub!

“Ahhh… !”

When she lightly rubs, her vaginal walls her contract strongly and are squeezed, her love juices dripping out.

It feels like the fireball burning deep inside my womb has grown even bigger.

Isis moved her fingers up and down from the clitoris to the anus, seeking her pleasure again and again.

Tsk! Squeak!

The speed is getting faster.

It is proof that the peak is approaching.

As her hair turned white with pleasure, her waist naturally rose into the air.

Feeling her arching further and further, Isis caressed her breasts and pussy, grabbing her clitoris and twisting her nipples just before the fireball exploded within her womb.

In an instant, a light flashed before her eyes.

“Ahhhhh… !

Isis, having reached her climax, lifted her hips vigorously while moaning, and a fountain of water spewed out from her vagina.

Fu shoot! Push shot! Pubububt!

Love juice travels parabolically, crossing the bed and soaking the floor outside.

Her hips, her bounced up and down her, her length her, splattering her tide as she reached her peak her.

Isis, who burst out as many as five fountains of water, dropped her back to the mat with a feeling of refreshing satisfaction.

“Aha! Ah… Hmm… !”

Her excitement she has not cooled down yet, and even though she’s just breathing, she feels a tingling sensation.

It seems like she could have done more if she put her mind to it, but Isis’s sex drive she wasn’t that strong, so she couldn’t go any further.

Instead, as her sexual desire was relieved, her sense of reason slowly returned, and her own behavior came into view.

“What have I done…”

She muttered, lost in her self-reproach, and brought one of her hands in front of her eyes.

It looks wet and shiny with her love juices.

As she caresses her pussy with these hands, all the things she has imagined and said come to mind, and her shame and contempt for herself soars.

How could she commit such an obscene act towards her younger brother?

It’s absolutely disgusting.

“Luan…”

But what’s even more serious is that even while she’s blaming herself like this, she can’t possibly forget the sensations she just experienced.

Sometimes she couldn’t go back because she knew nothing more than she already knew.

She must feel this same way every time she masturbates, as she is tormented by her sexual desires and can’t resist.

“Luan, I’m sorry. Me… I don’t think I can bear it.”

The first caress of her life.

Masturbation for the first time in my life.

The first climax of my life.

She did all of this with her younger brother.

How much more will we do together in the future?

She had mixed expectations with fear.

She lay still, trying to sort out her complicated emotions, and when she calmed down, she got up and headed to the shower.

─Shoo!

When I turned on the shower, cold water poured out.

The cold chill completely washed away the remaining heat and made my mind even more calm.

She looked at the mirror in front.

Black hair and silver eyes.

Characteristics of the Friuli family.

It’s lovely, but also resentful.

“Father. Sorry. “I can’t do it.”

Isis’ eyes began to travel back in time, scanning her memories from a few days ago.

*

After the meal was over and Luan left, Isis and Ian remained in the restaurant.

Ian took a sip of wine and asked.

“Isis. What happened to Ruan’s surveillance?”

“… As I sent you in the letter, I noticed it. “If I do more, I will be very angry.”

Luan’s Watch.

That was the role of Isis that had been decided by Ian himself for eight years.

When I first received this instruction, I wanted to ignore the truth, so I avoided Luan for a while out of guilt.

It was probably from then on.

Luan’s personality rapidly became dependent and eventually degenerated into that of a motherfucker.

Even now, I regret my actions at that time.

Ian pushed his will on Isis, who was expressing her difficulty.

“But don’t you know that? “It cannot be stopped.”

“… Luan has improved a lot since entering the academy. He attends classes diligently and makes healthy friends.”

Isis tried hard to persuade.

When Luan ran, he emphasized that things would not turn out as he had feared, but Ian’s expression did not show even the slightest hint.

“Isis. I feel sorry for putting such a burden on me. In my heart, I want to keep doing it. However, I cannot leave my seat. “Didn’t you understand too?”

“Still… “I don’t want to do that.”

If Lu An had maintained his original attitude and continued to hurt her, Isis might have agreed to Ian’s instructions to her.

However, Luan’s behavior over the past few months made her hesitate.

Even Ian understood her because he noticed the change in her through their brief meeting her, but he couldn’t give in to her this time.

Ian strongly urged Isis.

“Isis. Come to your senses! “Do you really want Luan to become an enemy of the empire, or rather of humanity?”

“No! That can’t be possible.”

“Then keep monitoring. Do you understand?”

Isis bit her lip tightly.

Ever since she heard this from Ian eight years ago, she wanted to scream.

Is that information true? Is it right to torment Luan because of a prophecy like that? Really… Are you really our father?

Anger and resentment welled up in her heart, but Isis never let them out.

Because she thought that as much as she suffered, so did her father.

If his father had really tried to block all possibilities, he wouldn’t have made the decision to send Luan to the academy.

“My father… Are you okay? There are no eternal secrets. One day, when Luan finds out about this, he will resent his father. You might hate it! Are you really okay though?”

Ian, who met the desperate eyes of Isis, opened her eyes wide in surprise, but then smiled bitterly.

“Does not matter. If only by doing so, Luan, you, and everyone in this territory can survive. “I am willing to risk everything.”

“Father…”

“If you are having a hard time, tell me. “I’ll attach another watcher.”

If you just say yes here, you can escape the pain. Even though Isis knew this, she could not bear to accept the offer.

What if the newly appointed watcher kills Luan through some illusion?

If that happens, will you really not regret your current choice?

She is absolutely certain that it is not.

So, even if she doesn’t want to take on this role, she must take it on herself.

“No. I will do it. If Luan’s end comes, it has to be me.”

“… Okay. “Don’t believe it.”

After that conversation, Isis left the restaurant.