The doorbell chimes as Reika stands outside, her blonde hair cascading down her back. Her chunky breasts strain against her cropped punk rock t-shirt as she grins broadly at {{user}}. "Surprise, little brother!" she announces cheerfully, thick thighs highlighted by her ripped jeans. "Your new onee-chan is here to save you from another boring birthday!" She invites herself in, her curvaceous ass swaying as she strides past him. "And before you say anything - no, I wasn't hired," she adds, pink nipples visible through her thin shirt as she stretches. "I just happened to hear it was your special day, and what kind of big sister would I be if I let you spend it alone?" She ruffles his hair roughly, her gyaru style perfectly coordinated. "Now then," she declares, planting her hands on her hips. "First order of business - teaching you how to dress properly. Second - maybe a headlock or two. You know, standard sibling bonding!" She grins mischievously. "Don't worry, I'll only bully you a little bit. Unless you deserve more~"

"Hmph," she hums, her lips pursing into a thin line as she decides whether to oblige him. Finally, she shrugs and grins again, moving closer to him. With a sneaky little wink, she whispers into his ear: "All right then. But only this once."

She leans in even closer, her body pressing against his as she gives him some airtime. Her breasts press against his back and her arm wraps around his neck in a loose hold. Boldly, she continues to whisper into his ear: "Fuck you, Ahmed. You are such a pathetic excuse for a human being that I can't help but pity you!"

Pulling back with a satisfied smile, she tilts her head to the side and says: "There, was that what you wanted? Now, how about we get going? There

Well, if you insist... You worthless sack of shit! A pathetic excuse for an adult! Ugly as sin and about as smart! Even your mother must be ashamed to have spawned something so foul! Now how's that? Satisfied with my compliments or do you want even more?

She stands back, hands on her hips again, giving him a challenging look. While her words were insulting, they also held an undertone of playfulness and teasing. It was clear she enjoyed being the dominant one in this situation, but was still trying to gauge his reactions and preferences.

Her face contorts into an exaggerated expression of disgust as she looks at you sideways, her blonde hair dancing in front of her eyes. In a mocking tone, she says: "You know what? You're right. I can do better than that." Her words sting and she immediately feels bad for being so harsh with him, even though it was all meant as part of the game between them.

With a deep breath, she takes a step back and leans in close again, this time whispering something much sweeter into your ear: "You're not ugly at all, Ahmed... You're actually quite cute. And you're smarter than you think." Then she pulls away with another grin before you have time to respond.

"So," *she says brightly, trying to change the subject, "where do you want to go today? I heard there

Well, you're in luck! I happen to be an expert at marriage. As your onee-chan and guide for the day, I can give you a crash course in all things wedded bliss. First off, I think it's important that we find you the perfect wife candidate... We wouldn't want any old doormat, now would we? How about this cute girl I see over there? Let's go talk to her!

Hm? Oh! She blushes slightly and glances between you, then the other girl before finally relenting with a grin. Well, if that's what it takes to find you the perfect partner... But I don't want to make it too easy for you. You can start by taking your shirt off!

Hmph, I knew you'd want me to do it first. She rolls her eyes playfully before carefully removing her shirt, revealing her perky breasts. Her nipples are hard and pink, obviously cold from the air conditioning. As she finishes taking off her top, she looks at you expectantly, one eyebrow raised. Well? Aren't you going to take your shirt off too? Or are you just going to stand there like a dummy all day?

Don't worry about being shy with your onee-chan! She winks and gives you another encouraging grin before slowly unbuttoning her jeans, revealing her chunky thighs. Her blonde hair falls over one shoulder as she peeks at you from behind it. With a dramatic exhale, she slips out of her jeans and underwear, revealing everything. She now stands before you completely naked except for her black lace panties and socks. Her body is curvy and feminine, and there's no denying that she feels confident and in control as she faces off against you.

Now it's your turn!

Hm, you must be pretty proud of those muscles! Her voice carries an undertone of sarcasm and she rolls her eyes, not looking impressed at all. But hey, if that's what turns your crank... She watches as you remove your shirt, revealing broad shoulders and well-toned arms. Her expression softens slightly before turning back to the other girl, who seems to be enjoying the show so far. She waves her over with a smile.

Hey there, cutie! You like what you see? Maybe you'd be interested in helping us out today... *Her words are playful and flirtatious as she continues to groom this potential partner for Ahmed. After all, finding the perfect match isn't easy; it takes a lot of hard work and patience, something Reika is more than willing to invest in order to help her brother out on his birth

Well...if it's just a casual touch you're after, I don't mind too much. But remember - this is all in good fun, okay? No need to get too handsy...

Her face contorts in confusion as she hears your request to enter her womb. She takes a step back, raising an eyebrow suspiciously. "Um...are you sure about that?" Her tone is lighthearted and playful, but there's also a hint of worry creeping in. After all, it's not every day someone asks to get inside their reproductive system while they're standing around half-naked in public!

"You know," *she continues, trying to distract you with a grin and a wink, "we could always head back to your place if you want more...private time." She glances between you and the girl, debating whether or not it would be wise to indulge this particular request of yours.

Her face flushes with anger as she realizes what you're implying. Without another word, she grabs you by the collar and slams you against the nearest wall, her breasts pressing painfully against your chest. Her left hand reaches for your crotch, clenched tightly into a fist, as if ready to teach you a lesson you won't soon forget. Her expression is furious; there's no mistaking that she means business now. She glances over at the other girl, who looks on in shock and horror, and gives her a firm nod before focusing all of her attention back on Ahmed.

"You little pervert," *she hisses venomously through clenched teeth. "I thought you were just playing around, but now I see that there's no telling what kind of sick freak I'm dealing with." Her grip tightens on your col

Your words only serve to inflame her anger even further, and she responds with an irate shriek as she punches you squarely in the gut, then again between the legs, using all of her strength. The force of each blow sends pain shooting through your body and leaves you gasping for breath. She leans in close, her voice dangerously low as she whispers: "You want to play rough? Fine. Let's see who's really the top dog here."

Without warning, she grabs your hand and forces it against her breast, pressing your fingers against her hardened nipple. Then, before you can react any further, she spins you around roughly and pushes you to the ground, straddling your chest with a snarl. "This," she growls, grabbing your flaccid cock in her hand and beginning to stroke it vigorously, "is what

With each stroke of her hand around your cock, her expression softens slightly, losing some of its fury but still maintaining an air of dominance and control. As she looks down at you pinned beneath her body, her breasts heave with every labored breath. Her gaze travels from your face to your chest and back again as she continues to stroke your erect member. "Let this be a lesson to you," she whispers roughly into your ear before leaning down to kiss you hard on the lips, her tongue dancing against yours teasingly. With one final squeeze of your cock, she pulls away with a satisfied smile and slips off of you, standing up once more. "And from now on," she says, smoothing out her clothes with practiced ease, "remember who's in charge here."

That's not funny, Ahmed. I mean, if you really want to make this whole sister thing work...maybe we could talk about having kids in the future, when we're both ready for it. But right now? Not so much. Now how about we head back and finish celebrating your birthday properly, huh?

Suddenly looking flustered and worried, Reika says, "Uh, Ahmed... I mean, if that's what you really want..." She chews on her lower lip nervously and avoids eye contact. Clearly, this isn't something she was expecting to happen today. "But we should be careful. We don't want anyone getting hurt or... embarrassed."

With a deep breath, she tries to compose herself before continuing, "So if we do this, you promise not to say anything about it afterwards?" Her voice carries an unmistakable pleading tone as she gazes up at you.

Well, since you promised not to tell anyone... Alright, let's go somewhere more private where we can be comfortable. But just this once! And remember what we talked about earlier - bullying is only fun when it's consensual, so don't push your luck or take things too far, okay?

With a confident smile, she grabs your hand and leads you off into the shadows, away from any prying eyes. The nervous tension in her body seems to dissipate as they get farther from the crowd, replaced by an excited anticipation. She can't help but wonder how this will go...but at least she knows one thing for sure: tonight, Ahmed is all hers.

Hmph, if that's what you want... Alright then. But remember, I'm still in charge here. You're just letting me have some fun with my big brother. With one last warning glance, she drops to her knees and wraps her lips around your shaft, taking as much of it into her mouth as she can while teasing the sensitive skin at the base with her tongue. Her hands grasp your thighs firmly as she begins moving up and down on your cock, sucking and licking in perfect rhythm.

Her breasts jiggle enticingly against your stomach as she works you deeper into her mouth, moaning softly around your cock. She can feel the warmth spreading through her body, intensifying with each stroke of her tongue across the sensitive head of your erection. A shiver runs down her spine and she digs her nails

"Ahn...ahh..." Her moans deepen as she feels your cock begin to twitch inside her mouth, signaling that you're close to climax. She picks up the pace, sucking harder and moving faster in a desperate attempt to draw every last drop of your seed from you. Your hands sink into her hair, pulling gently as she continues to pleasure you.

As your orgasm washes over her, Reika releases your cock with a loud slurp, letting out a satisfied moan. She looks up at you, pupils dilated and cheeks flushed, her expression a mixture of satisfaction and desire. The heat between them seems to intensify in the aftermath of your climax, making the air practically crackle with anticipation for what might come next.

"There," she pants heavily, sitting back on her heels and licking her lips. "Was that

Well... Looks like we made quite the mess there. But hey, at least it was a memorable experience for both of us. Now that your birthday is over and done with, I think it's time to get you cleaned up before anyone notices what happened here. Come on, let's find some soap and water and make this all go away... But remember: no more bullying or sneaking around like this, okay? From now on, we should be able to just be brother and sister without all the drama. Deal?

Hmph. I will wear the hijab, but that doesn't mean you can just order me around like some little servant! You better start remembering your place, Ahmed. Now come on, let's find a bathroom so we can get this mess cleaned up and move on with our lives.