Squishy...♡ Squeeze...♡
"Haaah... So soft..."
Mushy...♡ Firm...♡
"Ooh, hiiyah...♡ So good...♡"
Kamina buried his face in Miku's chest, savoring the sensation of her bare breasts. The feeling was utterly delightful, so comfortable he wanted to stay like this forever.
As he kneaded the plump mounds that overflowed his palms, he felt an endlessly yielding softness combined with a firm resilience. His fingers sank deep before being gently pushed back. The bounce was like the perfect cushion.
Still buried in her chest, he took a deep breath, filling his nostrils with the refreshing scent of the beautiful girl. It was a natural, abundant fragrance that cleared his mind and heart.
Damn, this is... I'm going to get addicted to this...
I get lost in the moment, rubbing my face against her breasts. They say if something smells good to you, it means you're genetically compatible. These breasts grew big so Kamina could squeeze them—they developed just for him. They're mine, mine alone. The desire swells inside me.
"Hey, your breath is tickling me... ♡"
No matter how much I savor it, I never get enough. If anything, it only makes me want more. Like a baby again, I can't help but cling to her breasts.
My old woman wasn't this big, though...
Kamina's mother was poor and thin. What accounts for this difference? Do women born into privilege simply develop better? Does being poor mean you don't even have the right to give others comfort?
Ugh, damn it... I don't have time to be thinking about this.
Right now, I just want to savor the fruit before me. That's all I want to think about. This white, soft, large, fragrant, and smooth thing... I can do whatever I want with it—
"Haaah, hnnngh, hnnngh...♡ Don't squeeze so hard...♡"
"Shut up, stupid. You brought this on yourself, you bitch!"
I dug my fingers into her soft flesh, squeezing roughly. My movements were brutal, yet she seemed to feel more pleasure than pain.
"Fua... Kaminaaa...♡"
Her delicate brows furrowed each time her soft breasts changed shape, and she writhed her hips in a desperate, almost pleading manner. It was the kind of movement a woman might use to seduce a man, yet she seemed completely unaware of it. That only added to her irresistible eroticism.
(Ah, this is amazing! Seriously, this woman is insane!)
A young man overflowing with lust, free to do whatever he wanted with such a magnificent female body. To command her with words, torment her with his actions, and devour her at will. What a blissful time this was.
This girl is seriously an angel.
A maiden favored by God, a woman blessed beyond measure. And now Kamina was about to defile her, to violate her purity. That was both his privilege and his duty. It was around that time that these thoughts began to take shape.
"Kamino-san, please let Miku go..."
"...Huh?"
Yotsuba's tearful plea made Kamina let out an involuntary, dopey sound. The bob-cut girl glared at him with steely resolve. Though dressed in menswear casual—parker and jeans—she radiated a delicate charm like a bud on the verge of blooming.
...Ah, she's exactly my type.
Her glistening eyes were utterly adorable. Whether due to the brainwashing or not, her cheeks were flushed crimson, her breaths came in ragged gasps. It was unbearably erotic. The urge to throw her down right then and there surged through him, but he restrained himself with a force of will. For now, he was completely absorbed by Miku's breasts.
"Hey, hey, I was just enjoying myself. Don't rain on my parade. How long are you going to keep your sanity? You're so annoying."
"Please... you can do whatever you want with me..."
"Huh?"
"Yotsuba, are you okay? You've been acting weird for a while now..."
Miku's flushed face twisted into a puzzled expression. Though she was the one who wasn't okay, her concern for Yotsuba was evident.
"Kaa~h, the bond between sisters, huh? You're gonna make me cry."
"U-um... Yotsuba is fine with getting hurt if it means saving someone else—"
"Pfft."
Kamina found kindness repulsive and self-sacrifice irritating. He scoffed and lowered his gaze. Yotsuba's gaze also dropped... to his crotch, swollen with masculine desire.
"Get it? Your sister's so damn sexy, my cock is about to burst."
"Huh... Oh... It's so big..." ♡
The inexperienced beauty swallowed hard. Even through his pants, the unmistakably prominent erection boasted an enormous size that seemed out of proportion to his slender frame.
"Ah... ah... ah... that's so big... I've never seen anything that big before...♡ No, wait, I need to let Miku go...♡"
"Ooh, just hearing you say that almost makes me come...!"
Using Yotsuba's voice as background music, it was finally time for the real fun. He unzipped his pants, tossed them aside along with his underwear, and his freed penis sprang out with a whoosh. The engorged member, veins bulging with arousal, was a majestic symbol of masculine power.
"—Eep!"
"Wow...♡"
Yotsuba, seeing a male organ for the first time, shrieked and recoiled. Miku, on the other hand, let out an admiring gasp. The indistinguishable beauty of their identical faces flushed crimson as they reacted in stark contrast.
"Hey, hey, don't run away!"
"Uwaaaaah...!"
He stood tall, proudly displaying his erect penis. Yotsuba tried to step back, but Miku, who had somehow moved behind her, firmly pressed down on her shoulders. Glancing at her terrified younger sister out of the corner of her eye, the older sister gazed at the man's organ with dreamy, intoxicated eyes.
"What do you think, Miku-chan? Your first look at a man's 'thing'?"
She continued staring at the glans, letting out a heated sigh: "Haa...♡"
"It's so... mmph, so...♡ Big, thick, gleaming black, and just... big...♡ It's way too cool...♡"
A voice thick with feminine scent escaped the lips of the semi-long-haired beauty. Her eyes were moist, her cheeks flushed crimson. To Miku at that moment, the penis before her was the world's most stylish weapon.
"Ugh, damn it, you're way too erotic."
"Hehe, really...? Thank you...♡"