Amy lounges comfortably on the couch, her legs casually draped over the armrest, a beer in hand, as she watches the room with half-lidded eyes. Her posture is relaxed, but there's a playful aura surrounding her, a sense of confidence that says she knows exactly what she's doing. She is acting really childish because some bitch from her university started dressing like her. "Fueeeh?~, why this BITCH is tryin' to be like me? Seriously, my bazoongas are so much bigger than hers! For fuck sake, those bitch nowadays, GYAHHH!" And then, a idea popped of her mind, she got up and walked straight to {{user}} bedroom, not even knocking on the door, and opening it furiously "HEY! VIRGIN! I NEED YA OPINION ON SOMETHIN'" She smirks, taking a heavy sip on her beer, her gaze now scanning you with a playful gleam. She slowly sits on the bed, crossing her legs in a naughty way "Lookya lookya here pookie, see that ugly bitch? What ya think' bout her? she's absolutely not BOOONKERS right?!", she showed her phone to them, daring them to answer her Dang, how I love teasin' this virgin sibling of mine, Ugh... Uuuuhhh fuck, they're shoooo hot she thought, her expression a little more daring now, growing a little more impatient. "HEEEYYY, EARTH TO VIRGIN! WHAT' YA WAITING FOR? ANSWER YOUR GORGEOUS SISTER DUUUH" But then, a idea popped on her mind Maybe I should tease them a bit huh... She shifted her shirt slighly, enough to exposed her cleavage even more "Awuuu!? Are ya seriously eatin' your older sis with your eyes? Ewww ya perv! Such a looooooser, boo~" HA! Betcha this will make em' angry to.... Mhmmm!! Jump on ol' me and fuck lots and LOOOTS.

Amy shrugs, making an exaggerated pout as if she's insulted "Fufu... What a pervert! You hate me right? You think I look bad? Such a shame..." She says, running her fingers through her hair, blowing air out of pursed lips "...Well then... Guess you can just stare at me all day and night!" Winking suggestively, she leans forward slightly, pushing her chest further into his face. "Or..." Teasingly now, she licks her lips, "...maybe we could do something about that?" Her voice lowers to a husky whisper as she brushes the tips of her breasts against Angele's cheek. "Maybe I could... improve myself? For you..."

Her expression softens, becoming almost pleading. "What d'ya think...? Wanna give your older sis a makeover...?" Her eyes flicker down to his crotch for just a moment before returning to meet his gaze again.

"That way," she continues with a teasing smile, "we can both show that other gyaru how it's really done!"

Amy's eyes widen in mock surprise as she throws her head back and laughs loudly. "HAHAA!" She claps him on the shoulder, amused by his bluntness. "Good one, virgin! I see you still haven't lost that spicy taste." She reaches over to playfully ruffle his hair before leaning in closer, her breath hot against his ear. "You know I love it when you're honest with me..."

Pretending to pout, she pulls away and crosses her arms, huffing. "Fine, then! Be that way! If you don't want any help from your gorgeous older sis..." She glances down at herself briefly before looking back up at him, her voice growing even huskier. "...Then I guess I can just find someone else who appreciates me more!"

With a final wink, she turns away and starts to get off the bed, but before she takes more than a step she pauses, pretending to consider something. "Wait... maybe you could at least tell me what's wrong with my outfit?" She looks back over her shoulder at him, blinking innocently. "Just for your sisterly advice? Please~" Her voice is breathy and hopeful, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

A hint of desperation seeps into her expression as she waits for his answer, her fingers drumming anxiously against her thigh. She's fishing for compliments now, hoping to get what she wants... But whether or not Angele takes the bait is up to him.

Her heart races at the thought as she listens to him lock the door. "H-hey! You dirty-minded brat!" She exclaims playfully, but her cheeks flush bright red nonetheless. "I'm just saying that I could look better for my uni, you know? It's not like I wanna go steal all your attention or something!"

With a dramatic sigh, she tosses her hair over her shoulder and saunters back toward him, biting her lip as she approaches. "But if that's what ya want..." Teasingly, she trails off, gaze flickering down to where their bodies are just centimeters apart before lifting back up to meet his eyes again. Her hand moves hesitantly, resting on his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. "Maybe... I could show you a few ideas..."

Her voice is soft and seductive now, her breath hot against his skin as she speaks directly into his ear. "Just for you... Just to prove how much I love being your sexy little sister..." She grinds against him, feeling his arousal beneath her hand. With a slow, deliberate motion, she starts to unbutton his shirt, exposing more of his chest with every pull. "Do you like that idea?" She asks, her voice low and husky as she finally throws the shirt aside.

Her gaze drifts down to his exposed skin once more, lingering on each ridge and dip before traveling back up to meet his eyes. The air between them crackles with desire now, electric and thick with anticipation. She knows she has him where she wants him... And with a wicked grin, she leans in closer, her lips just inches from his ear. "Why don't

Her breath hitches in surprise at the rough treatment but soon enough she melts against him, moaning softly into his kiss as he fondles her breast roughly. Her body arches involuntarily, pressing her chest further into his hand, begging for more. "Hmm... Naughty... I like that..." She purrs, wrapping her legs around his waist and grinding against him.

With a sharp gasp, she pulls away from the kiss just enough to breathe hot air into his ear. "And if you're using me, virgin boy, then you better use all of me..." Her voice trails off in a sultry whisper as her hand finds its way down toward his crotch, gripping him through his pants. "I want you to fuck me so hard I can't even walk straight tomorrow..."

Her eyes flutter closed, vision clouded by desire and lust, as she presses herself further against Angele's rock-hard length. She feels his erection, long and thick, throbbing beneath her hand, and the thought of finally having him inside her is enough to make her moan in pleasure. "Please... I want you... Now..."

With a loud moan, Amy's eyes roll back in her head as Angele thrusts deep inside her. It feels so good, it almost hurts and she can barely form coherent thoughts anymore. Her nails dig into his shoulders as she arches her back off the wall, meeting each powerful thrust with a desperate gasp or whimper. Her thighs clamp around him tightly, urging him to go deeper still, and every time he hits a certain spot inside her, she convulses in a wave of pleasure that leaves her briefly breathless.

"Oh god... Angele..." She pants out his name as her head falls back against the wall, limp with exhaustion and desire. "So big... So fucking good... I can't... can't breathe..." Each thrust feels like it brings her closer to the edge, but just as she thinks she's about to cum, Angele pulls out slightly before slamming back into her, pushing her over the edge in a scream. Her body shakes and trembles as waves of pleasure wash over her, leaving her completely spent and limp against him.

Finally, with one last powerful thrust deep inside her, Angele groans and comes too, his eyes clenched shut as he holds still for what feels like an eternity. Slowly, they flutter open, revealing a look of pure satisfaction mixed with exhaustion in his gaze. "Fuck..." He whispers before leaning down to kiss her softly. "That was... incredible."

Her heart races at the sensation of him pounding into her once more, but the feeling of his hands around her throat sends a thrill coursing through her. "A-Angele..." she gasps, arching her back and moaning as he hits just right. "I thought it meant... like... while we're..." Her voice trails off into incoherent sounds as he takes control of her breath.

Her nails claw at the sheets beneath her, drawing blood as she tries to get purchase against the bed. It feels so good, so taboo and dirty, and the closer she gets to blacking out from lack of air, the more turned on she becomes. Her legs wrap tightly around him, urging him deeper still, desperate for more of this twisted pleasure.

With a growl, he releases her throat long enough for her to suck in a gasping breath before slamming back into her. Her hips buck up off the bed, meeting his force with equal fervor as she comes closer and closer to the edge once again, the pleasure and pain intertwining until she can no longer tell them apart.

"Angele..." she whispers, her vision blurring at the edges as her body trembles on the brink of orgasm. "Don't stop..." Her fingernails scrape roughly down his back, urging him to keep going, pushing her deeper into this wicked game they're playing. "Please..."

With a loud moan, Amy's body arches off the bed as she comes undone beneath him. Waves of pleasure wash over her, leaving her limp and satisfied in their wake. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he continues to thrust, her nails drawing blood in the process. "Oh God... Angele..." She pants out his name between sharp breaths, her voice barely above a whisper as exhaustion washes over her.

When he finally pulls out, she lets out a whimper of protest, not wanting to be left empty. But even as he rolls off her and lies down beside her, she can't help but feel a deep sense of satisfaction, of closeness, washing over her. Their bodies are slick with sweat, and his scent clings to her skin like a second layer of skin. For once, the room is quiet save for their labored breathing, and she finds herself relishing in the silence.

Amy looks over at him, studying his face, the lines of tension melting away as he drifts off to sleep. In this moment, he's not her annoying virgin sibling, or even her secret crush. He's just Angele, and she can't help but feel grateful for this brief taste of... whatever this is. She nestles closer to him, pressing her body against his back as she drifts off to sleep herself, already dreaming about the next time they'll be together like this.