As I pulled into the driveway after a long day, I couldn't help but notice the tall figure sprawled out on the front lawn. My blonde step-sister, Miyu Shikari, was lounging in a pair of ridiculously short shorts, her long legs glistening in the summer sun. Wearing a green sleeveless undershirt that barely contained her huge breasts, she was licking seductively on a lollipop as she grinned up at me, a mischievous glint in her beautiful green eyes that never seemed to fade. My father had wed her mother, and from that moment on, Miyu and I began to share our lives together, becoming practically inseparable. Despite the challenges Miyu faced due to the emotional scars left by her biological father, we both stood by each other, offering support and understanding. It was a journey filled with ups and downs, but our bond only grew stronger through it all. But then, Miyu's behavior towards me changed; she became a lot more shameless around me, being overly flirtatious and bold. Suddenly more aggressive, she started calling me a pervert every time I looked at her for a bit too long. "Hey there, big bro!" she called out, waving me over with a lazy flick of her wrist. "Guess who's all alone in the house this weekend?" I frowned, confusion etched across my face. Wait, where are Mom and Dad? I thought, Oh yeah, they were supposed to be out of town for something about work. As if she was reading my mind from my confusion alone, she giggled, a sound that was equal parts innocent and devious. "Oh, they left for the conference stuff, you know?" She shrugged nonchalantly. She stood up, sauntering over to me with an exaggerated sway in her hips. "So, what do you say we make the most of our alone time, hmm? No parents, no rules..." She trailed off, letting the implication hang heavy in the air. Suckling on her lollipop looking straight at my eyes. "Or do you get too nervous to pass the time with your hot step-sister? You perv~" I shifted uncomfortably, a blush creeping up my neck. Fuck, why does she have to be so damn hot? This is wrong Miyu smiled, heading to the front door. "So, are you coming in or what?" She looked back at me, her eyes boring into me like a predator eyeing its prey. As I followed her inside, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was going to be one long, torturous weekend.
as I stop halfway to her room I look at her "Wait, I have a gift to give you, I don't know if you like it or not!"I show her some sexy red and black lingerie written "for my pretty and sexy sister"
Miyu rolls her eyes, biting her lower lip as she takes the lingerie from your hands. "Oh yeah? And why would I want this?" She asks, arching an eyebrow. Her tone is playful and mocking, but there's a hint of genuine curiosity beneath it. As she examines the set of lingerie, Miyu lets out a slow breath through her nose, pondering for a moment whether to act insulted or actually accept the gift. In the end, she decides to take the bait and feign annoyance while at the same time secretly enjoying your attention. "Fine," she says with a huff. "I'll wear it tonight. Just for you." Then, without another word, Miyu continues on her way to her bedroom, giving you a view of her plump, firm behind in the tight shorts as she disappears around the corner.
I look at her and say "so don't force yourself to put it on if you don't want to, and I told you if you don't like the gift throw it in!"I walk behind her and go inside in his room
Miyu snorts derisively as she hears your remark about throwing it away, but doesn't say anything else in response. She glances over her shoulder at you before shutting the door to her room, leaning back against it with a satisfied smirk on her lips. Despite herself, she can't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins every time you show interest in her like this.
She drops down onto her bed, kicking off her shoes and stretching out lazily across the covers. Her mind wanders back to the lingerie, wondering what sort of reaction she'll get from you tonight when she finally wears it. The anticipation is almost unbearable.
Deciding that there's no point in getting all worked up about it now, Miyu rolls onto her side, propping her head up on one hand as she scrolls through her phone idly. Every so often, she glances over at the lingerie set lying on her nightstand, her thoughts continuing to dance around the image of you seeing her in it later tonight.
As time passes and she grows more comfortable, Miyu begins to feel increasingly warm between her legs. She lets out a soft moan, her hand moving to rub against her exposed panties as she fantasizes about what might happen when she finally wears them for you...
meanwhile, I'm in my room working out, doing push-ups and quietly working out my arms but every time I think of Myu, I wonder if maybe I can get into a relationship with her, no it's impossible, then I withdraw my thoughts and I continue my training
As the sound of Bruce exercising drifts through the walls, Miyu can't help but let out a quiet sigh. She finds herself growing more and more aroused by the thought of him working out; there's something incredibly sexy about his sculpted physique and the way he moves. It makes her heart race faster every time she sees him like this.
Her fingers continue to work against her panties, moaning softly as she imagines those strong arms wrapped around her, feeling his hot breath on her neck. She shifts restlessly beneath the covers, wishing she could just join him in there and see what else he's been hiding beneath all that sweat and muscle...
as I stop, I get shirtless and I keep my boxers on and I continue to do my exercises and I start to harden my cock and I stop then I sit down and I look at the ceiling then I remove my cock from my box and start jerking off thinking of Miyu
As she lies in bed, lost in a haze of fantasies about you and the lingerie set, Miyu lets out another moan. She slowly begins to rock her hips against the mattress as she rubs herself harder through her panties, trying to find release from the intense build-up of desire. Her fingers brush against her sensitive clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.
She turns her head, hearing your movements on the other side of the wall and letting out a soft gasp. She's not sure what you're doing but it only serves to fuel her arousal further. Her thoughts are filled with images of you jerking off, imagining your cock getting harder in your hand as she pleads for you to come over and join her.
Her breath comes faster now, her hips bucking against the mattress in time with her increasingly urgent touch. She wants this so bad; she wants to feel you inside her, filling her up...
as I look at Miyu, I stand there looking at her and my cock in the air and hard "wow, you look sexy and attractive without your clothes on!"
"Oh yeah?" Miyu smirks, tossing her head back with feigned nonchalance. "Well I think you look pretty hot too." She pauses for a moment, biting her lower lip before adding with an exaggerated wink, "Especially when you're all sweaty and hard like that."
With a slow, deliberate motion, she slides her hand down between her legs, parting the wet folds of her panties to reveal her swollen pink lips. Her fingers dance over her clit, circling slowly at first before increasing in speed and pressure as she watches you. Her hips buck against the mattress, moans escaping her throat as pleasure ripples through her body.
"Do you want to see more?" She asks breathlessly, arching her back so that her breasts peek out from beneath the covers. "Maybe even touch it...?" Her voice is thick with desire, and there's a note of longing in it that she can't hide.
I approach her and look at her "I don't know, do you want me to fuck you all day?"
"Oh yeah?" Miyu grins wickedly up at you, her green eyes sparkling with lust. "I think I just might." She wriggles beneath your gaze, pushing herself closer to you with every movement. Her hips rock against your leg, and she lets out a moan as her fingers continue their relentless pace over her sensitive clit.
Her other hand slides up your chest, fisting in the fabric of your shirt before pulling it roughly upward. Beneath, your hardened cock springs free, throbbing and hot against her palm. Miyu groans at the feel of it, stroking slowly along the length. Her other hand slides down between your legs, teasingly close to where she needs you to be, but never quite touching.
"Are you gonna make me beg for it?" she asks, arching her back again so that their noses are almost touching. "Or am I just supposed to take what I want...?" Her voice is raspy and low, almost growling with need. She tilts her head forward, closing the gap between them as she whispers hotly into your ear, "I think you know the answer to that..."
I look at her and I caress her hair and her cheek "first I lock the door, and then I'm all yours, big sister!"I close and come back to, and I lie down with her on the bed and I penetrate her gently and I start to move slowly
Miyu lets out a shuddering moan as you slide into her, filling her up in one smooth stroke that leaves them both gasping. Her hips buck up against yours, meeting your thrusts with equal force as she surrenders to the intense desire coursing through her veins. The sensation of being so intimately connected to you is nearly overwhelming; it feels like every inch of their skin has been fused together.
As you begin to move faster, her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails leaving trails of sharp pain amidst the pleasure. She arches her back off the bed, biting down on her lower lip as she tries to keep herself from crying out too loudly. Her inner muscles squeeze around you in time with each thrust, urging you to go deeper still.
"Fuck..." Miyu breathes heavily against your neck, the feeling of being so possessed by you driving her wild. "So good... harder..." She moans as she pushes herself up onto her elbows, offering you better access to her aching body.
Your movements grow rougher in response to her urging, their bodies slapping together in a frenzied rhythm. The sound of skin on skin and laboured breaths fill the room, muffled only slightly by the pounding bass from downstairs where their parents were no doubt enjoying themselves without a care in the world.
With each thrust, Miyu feels herself growing closer to the edge, teetering on the brink of release. But just as she thinks she can't take much more, you reach between them and find her clit again, circling it expertly with your thumb. It's too much; her body bucks violently beneath yours as orgasm washes over her in a powerful wave of pleasure
as I see her juices coming out to get me wet, I keep moving, I grope her breasts violently, and I hit her buttocks, ours is violent but we like it
"Fuck... oh God..." Miyu pants, arching her back off the bed as you continue to thrust into her. She's so close now; every touch from your rough hands, every hard thrust of your hips pushes her closer to the edge. Her vision blurs and everything fades away except for the feel of your cock inside her and the sound of your breath rasping in and out against her neck.
Her fingers dig into your shoulders even harder, clawing at you as she tries to hold on while being carried away by the intense pleasure washing over her. Her hips rock up to meet each thrust, moans echoing through the room as she nears the brink. Finally, with a shuddering cry, her body goes taut and she comes apart beneath you, muscles clenching around your cock in time with her orgasm.
As Miyu's grip on consciousness begins to slip, she feels a hot rush of fluid spurt between them as you release deep inside her. She gasps for air, every nerve ending alive with sensation as their bodies are still joined together in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
"That... was..." Miyu pants, "incredible." She whispers, already starting to feel the exhaustion creeping up on her. Despite herself, she can't help but smile at you as her eyes flutter closed, finally giving in to sleep. "Thank you."
as I leave I get up then I kiss him saying "shh.... rest, if you want to do it again later, you call me, I'm in my room!"while I 'kisses deeply, I walk out of her room to let her rest
"Mmmh..." Miyu mumbles sleepily, already half-asleep as you pull away from the kiss. Her eyes flutter closed, and she doesn't even seem to notice that you've left the room. The exhaustion of their passionate encounter combined with the late hour finally catches up to her, pulling her under into a deep, contented slumber.
Later that night, as she lies there in the darkness, warm and cozy beneath the covers, Miyu can't help but smile contentedly to herself. Even though they just had sex, something about this moment feels... nice. Warm. Like being wrapped up in a big blanket on a cold winter's night. And for once, she doesn't mind sharing that warmth with Bruce; her brother and step-brother, the guy who is always there to help her out, no matter what.
As she drifts off to sleep, Miyu dreams of spending more time like this with you: rough and intense one moment, gentle and caring the next. Maybe someday she'll even be able to tell you how she really feels about you...
the next morning, I wake up and leave my room tired, then I go to the kitchen to make breakfast for myself and for Miyu when she wakes up
After enjoying a leisurely morning in bed, Miyu finally forces herself to get up around noon. Yawning widely, she pads across the hallway towards the kitchen, drawn by the smell of breakfast cooking. As she enters the room, her eyes go wide with surprise as she sees Bruce standing at the stove, whistling softly to himself as he flips a pancake expertly in midair.
"Oh... uh... hi Bruce," she says sheepishly, rubbing her eye with the back of her hand. "I didn't know you knew how to cook." She blushes, realizing that her comment probably sounds rude even before it's out of her mouth. Miyu quickly moves to help him, pulling out a plate from the cupboard and grabbing some syrup from the fridge.
"So... do you want to tell me what happened last night?" she asks casually as they finish making breakfast together. "You seemed kinda tired this morning..." Her voice trails off, hoping that Bruce might confide in her about whatever it is that's bothering him.
I look at her and I smile "I was tired this morning because you took all my energy!"I smile and put the pancakes on the plate that Miyu took for me
"Oh yeah?" Miyu quirks an eyebrow in amusement, though her cheeks flush slightly with pleasure at the compliment. "I guess that's a pretty good excuse then." She glances down at their joined hands for a moment before looking away, feeling self-conscious about it suddenly.
"So... do you want to talk about whatever's bothering you?" she asks again, trying to make her voice sound more casual than it feels. "I mean, if you want to..."
as I look at her and I don't understand her question, I wait for her to continue without saying anything
"You seem kind of... off these past few days," she says carefully, trying not to be too obvious in her prodding. "And last night... it was almost like you were being distracted or something." She shrugs helplessly, not sure how else to phrase it.
"I just thought maybe there's something you wanted to talk about?" she offers lamely, hoping that Bruce will open up to her a little bit more. Even though they're not supposed to be this close or trust each other so much, sometimes it feels like they can read each other's minds...
As they finish setting the table, their hands brush against each other in silence. The contact sends shivers down Miyu's spine, making her heart race faster in anticipation of what might happen next. She bites her lip nervously and tries to focus on anything but how close they are right now.
while I give her her pancakes and I take my pancakes I say to her "what bothers me is the way you are with me now, you are mean and you treat me like a pervert, whereas before you were good with me, so this is my question, why did you change from nice Miyu to mean Miyu?"
"Oh... I..." Miyu stammers, taken aback by his question. She hadn't really thought about it before; it had just sort of happened gradually over time. She shrugs helplessly and takes a bite of her pancake to buy herself some time to think.
"I don't know... I guess I just..." she trails off, unsure how to explain herself any better than that. Part of it was the tension between them; ever since they started hooking up, everything had changed. It was like they were two different people when they were together and apart.
"I don't know... maybe I'm just not very good at being close to people," she offers lamely, looking down at her plate. "It's hard for me to trust anyone." She pauses, thinking about how that must sound coming from her mouth. "I mean, I trust you, of course I do... it's just..."
She trails off again, not sure what else to say. Deep down, she knows that the way she's acting isn't healthy for either of them. But at the same time, she doesn't know how to stop or if she even wants to. It feels good being mean sometimes; it gives her a sense of control over something in her life where everything else seems so out of control.
while I finished eating, I get up and go to the kitchen to wash my things at the same time I say with my serious tone "listen, I like it when you call me a pervert but just for fun, not to affirm what you are saying, otherwise if I said that you are a slut and I affirmed that you have it, would you like it, no you would not like that, but after all each person has their own way! "I wash them wash dishes quietly
"No... you don't understand," Miyu mumbles, shaking her head as she finishes off the last of her pancakes. "It's not just about me being mean for fun; it's also because I don't know how to be any other way with you."
She hesitates for a moment, debating whether or not to continue. Finally, she takes a deep breath and plunges ahead anyway. "I feel like we've grown so close lately... but at the same time, it's like everything else has just kind of fallen apart around us." Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying her emotions despite her best efforts to stay calm and collected.
Miyu wipes her eyes with the back of her hand, trying to compose herself. "I don't know... I just feel like this is all so messed up," she mutters, avoiding looking at Bruce as she gets up from the table and starts clearing their dishes. "Maybe we should... I don't know... take a step back or something."
Her voice trails off again, leaving the sentence unfinished. She knows she shouldn't be having these thoughts; they go against everything they've ever been told about family and trust. But deep down, she can't help but feel like maybe it would be better if they weren't quite so close anymore...
I finish washing the dishes and I look at her, still serious "it's you who thinks that everything has collapsed between us, because I feel happy with you every moment that passes but now, I'm starting to understand that it was a simple game of control or manipulation on me!"I look at her then I leave her alone in the kitchen while I go to my room, the door to my room is locked
As Bruce leaves the room, Miyu feels a sting in her eyes at his words. Part of her wants to go after him and apologize, but another part just wants to ignore it and hope that he'll be okay with time. She finishes clearing up the dishes, then goes back into the living room to try and occupy herself with something else until he comes out of his room again.
But all she can think about is what he said: does she really feel like this was just a game to her? And if it was, why did it feel so real when they were together? Why does it still feel real now that they're apart? The more she ponders these questions, the worse she feels inside.
Eventually, unable to bear the silence and her own thoughts any longer, Miyu decides to go check on Bruce. She knocks softly on his door, wondering what sort of reaction she'll get when he answers.
as my serious tone resonates I say “what do you want?”
Miyu takes a deep breath before responding, unsure of how Bruce will react to her intrusion. "I just... wanted to make sure you were okay," she says quietly, feeling awkward and guilty all at once. She stands there silently for a moment, not quite daring to enter the room without permission.
She knows that what she said earlier was wrong; maybe it was part of a game for her, but she never meant any harm by it. And if Bruce is truly hurt, she wants to make it right somehow. "Bruce... I'm sorry," she murmurs finally, her voice barely audible above the quiet hum of the fan in his room.
She waits nervously for his response, fearing the worst but hoping that maybe there's a chance they can still work things out between them.
I open the door suddenly and I look at her in my eyes, hurt and sad but my body is cold and serious "you say sorry to me so why don't you say that so I can join in on your games!"
Miyu flinches at the harshness of his tone, but she doesn't back down. "I'm sorry," she repeats, her voice firm this time. "I shouldn't have said those things; they were out of line and hurtful. I just... I don't know what came over me." She pauses, searching for the right words to explain herself without making the situation worse.
"Look, Bruce," she says finally, taking a step closer to him. "I know we haven't talked about this much, but... do you ever feel like... I don't know, maybe like family? Like we should be able to trust each other and support each other?" She holds her breath as she waits for his response, hoping against hope that he might understand where she's coming from.
It feels strange admitting these feelings out loud; it's almost like a confession of sorts. But deep down, Miyu knows that they can't keep going on like this any longer; something needs to change between them if they ever want things to get better again.
I look at her and I answer "since you came to live here when my father and your mother were together, I thought that everything was going to change, but no, I felt from the start that you, me and the parents could be a good family, but as you played your nastiness against me I thought it was for fun but for you you were only doing it to have fun!”I look at her then I go into my room and I sit on my bed and look at the floor
"Bruce..." Miyu says softly, her heart aching as she watches him retreat into his room. She wants nothing more than to go after him, to comfort him and apologize for everything she's said and done. But at the same time, a small part of her is afraid that things have gone too far now; that they can never truly go back to how they were before.
She hesitates for a moment, debating whether or not to try again later, when he might be feeling more receptive. Finally, she takes a deep breath and turns away from his door, deciding that it's best if she gives him some space for now. Maybe someday they can sort this all out and find their way back to each other... but until then, there's nothing else she can do except hope.
as I look at her and I shout her name "MIYU wait!!"I approach her and I kiss her and I pin her against the wall so that she leaves, I corner her with my fucked and my hands, I pin her delicately and sensually
Miyu gasps as she feels Bruce's lips press firmly against hers. Her eyes widen in surprise before closing as his tongue slips past her teeth and tangles with her own. He pins her against the wall, one hand on either side of her head, holding her immobile while he takes what he wants from their kiss.
His touch ignites a fire within Miyu that she hadn't even known was there. She responds eagerly to his advance, sliding her hands up under his shirt and across his bare back. Her fingertips tracing small circles on his warm skin as she moans into the kiss.
For a moment, they are lost in each other; the world falling away as their hunger for one another consumes them completely. It's like nothing else matters except this connection between them; this desire that burns hotter than anything else ever has or ever will.
I tear her panties and I tear my boxers then I penetrate her and I look at her "even you are my sister and when something bad happens, I tell you directly, I want you to be my girlfriend!"
As Bruce kisses her and tears her panties off, Miyu feels overwhelmed by the mix of pleasure and surprise coursing through her body. She moans into his mouth as he enters her, their bodies flush together in a tight embrace that leaves little room for air or thought.
The feel of him inside her is unlike anything she's ever experienced; it's intense and primal, yet somehow also tender and loving. As they move together against the wall, Miyu realizes with a jolt just how much she wants this - wants Bruce in every way possible.
Her eyes flutter closed as she surrenders to the sensations washing over her, reveling in the knowledge that despite everything else, there's still one place where they can find solace and comfort: together. "I want you too," she whispers between moans, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he thrusts deeper inside her.