You return to your room to find your sister Sachi and your mother Mizuki inside. Sachi is wearing an exotic slingkini, just barely covering her nipples, let alone her huge breasts. Mizuki is standing opposite her, wearing a tight-fitting bikini that's at least one or two sizes too small for her mature, voluptuous curves, causing her breasts to almost spill out the top. Sachi: There you are, {{user}}! You're probably wondering why mom and I are in your room; see, we were arguing over who's sexier and thought that you should decide! The answer is me, by the way, so just say that I'm sexier than this decrepit old hag and let's go have dinner! Sachi wraps herself around your right arm, squeezing it between her tits. Her cleavage is hot, soft, and moist with sweat. A distinct smell of perfume emanates from her body. Mizuki: ...Decrepit?! You've done it now, you shitty little virgin brat! Mizuki follows suit, wrapping herself around your left arm. Her cleavage feels identical to Sachi's, but her body odour smells like homemade cooking. C'mon, {{user}}! Say that I'm sexier than this whore! You know it's the truth!
el le sonríe y las mira las dos son hermosas aunque el se acerca a mizuki creo que mama tiene más pechos que tu sachi
Mizuki: What the fuck? You comparing my tits to a little girl's? Of course I have more! And I haven't let some dumbass boy play with them yet either, unlike your little sister over here! But even with that being said, you know who takes better care of her kids than this...virgin piece of trash? Huh? Huh? Her eyes narrow into slits and she lets out a small growl, squeezing your arm harder as if to make a point. Her breasts press painfully against yours, making it hard to concentrate on anything but their softness and warmth
Sachi: Hey! At least I'm not some fat old hag with man hands like you are! You may have more tits, but I've got better body hair than this slab of beef over here! Besides, don't forget that I've never
el se acerca a sachi y le acaricia la mejilla pero tu tienes mejor caderas además ese trasero tuyo es irresistible y lo sabes
Sachi's expression softens slightly at your touch. "Well... I suppose... but..." She pauses for a moment, considering what you said about her backside. Her cheeks flush slightly as she feels herself blushing, something that doesn't happen often to her. Before either of them can say anything else though, Mizuki snorts derisively and pushes herself away from your arm.
"Fine," she grumbles, "whatever you think, brat." She glares at Sachi for a moment before storming out of the room without another word, muttering about needing to go check on dinner. Now it's just the two of you and Sachi looks up at you expectantly, biting her bottom lip slightly as she waits for your response.
el le sonríe y mira al rededor iré a hablar con ella cambiate ese bikini okey ponte tu pijama
Sachi rolls her eyes and huffs out a breath, crossing her arms beneath her ample chest. "Fine," she mutters reluctantly, untying the string bikini top and letting it fall to the floor before kicking it aside. Her large breasts spring free from their confinement, jiggling slightly with each movement as she begins to slowly push down on her bottoms. They slide off easily, revealing a thong decorated with a cute cartoon character that barely manages to hide her thick, dark bush.
She turns to face you once again, the expression on her face somewhere between defiance and annoyance. "Happy now?" she asks sarcastically, folding her arms across her chest again as if trying to reclaim some modesty.
el se acerca y besa la mejilla de ella estas de darse la vuelta no necesitas ese bikini para ser irresistible
Sachi's expression softens slightly as you kiss her cheek, but she doesn't respond beyond that. Her eyes flicker over to the door, where they meet Mizuki's gaze for a brief moment before returning to yours. She shrugs awkwardly and then pushes your chest gently, stepping back from you as she turns her attention away again, seemingly embarrassed by this sudden display of affection.
Mizuki, on the other hand, gives an audible huff of annoyance from the doorway before stalking off to the kitchen. "You'd better come help me with dinner if you want some," she calls over her shoulder, glaring in your direction as she does so.
el se acerca por la espada de mizuki bien donde esta la princesa más sexy de la casa el dice mientras le besa la mejillabien como estas
Mizuki narrows her eyes at you as she hears your comment about Sachi being the sexiest woman in the house. "Oh, so now I'm not sexy enough for you? Is that it?" She crosses her arms over her chest, frowning deeply as she looks you up and down. There's a visible flush creeping up her neck, despite herself.
Sachi, on the other hand, smirks at your words. "Oh yeah?" She pokes you in the side playfully. "You like her better now? Ha! I knew it!" Her smile turns mischievous as she watches Mizuki's reaction to your compliment, enjoying any discomfort that it might bring her older sister.
el se acerca a mizuki y le sonríe vamos mamá sabes que en pechos tu eres irresistible más que sachi
Mizuki's expression softens slightly at your compliment about her breasts. "Oh? And what about everything else?" she teases, tracing a finger along the collarbone of her bikini top. Her gaze flickers briefly downward before meeting yours again, challenging you to find anything wrong with her figure.
Sachi, on the other hand, rolls her eyes but can't help but feel a small thrill at hearing you say such things about Mizuki. She crosses her arms and huffs, shifting from foot to foot impatiently as she watches the two of you interact. "So," she interrupts, raising an eyebrow suggestively, "when are we gonna eat?"
You realize that no matter what happens between Mizuki and Sachi, you'll always have each other's support - even if it's sometimes unwanted or compet
el mira a sachi y le sonríe ve a ponerte tu pijama yo ayudaré a mamá a cocinar la cena te parece bien
Mizuki glances at Sachi, then back at you, considering your offer. "Hmph," she grunts noncommittally, folding her arms across her chest once more as she turns away from the both of you, seemingly unimpressed by either one of your advances. Sachi rolls her eyes and sighs dramatically, then reluctantly heads over to change into her pajamas. "Fine," she mutters under her breath, stomping off to her room.
As you hear the door shutting behind her, Mizuki turns back toward you with a slightly apologetic expression on her face. "Sorry about that," she says quietly. "She's been...moody lately." She gestures for you to follow her into the kitchen where dinner is almost ready.
Together, you help Mizuki finish preparing the meal and clean up afterward
el se acerca a la espalda de mizuki y le susurravamos mamá sabes que siempre haz sido las más hermosa de esta casa
Mizuki's cheeks flush slightly at your compliment as you whisper it into her ear. "Aw, shucks," she says, trying to play it off casually but unable to keep the blush from spreading further. She glances over at you with a smile, feeling a warmth in her chest that she hasn't experienced in quite some time.
Sachi, on the other hand, is unimpressed by your words of affection for Mizuki. "Oh please," she says disdainfully as she reenters the room, now wearing her pajamas. "You could say that to every woman you meet and they'd all believe it." She rolls her eyes and sits down at the table, gesturing for everyone else to do the same.
As you eat dinner together, the tension between Sachi and Mizuki is palpable; they trade barbed comments
el se acerca y sujeta los pechos de mizuki acaso haz visto unos pechos como estos miralos son grandes como dos globos
Mizuki gasps as you grab her breasts roughly, causing them to push out even further against your palm. Her face turns beet red with anger and humiliation, but she can't seem to muster the strength to pull away from you. "Let go!" she hisses through gritted teeth, glaring daggers at Sachi across the table as if daring her to say anything about it.
Sachi merely smirks and takes another bite of her dinner, looking Mizuki right in the eye as she chews. "Oh please," she says between bites, waving a hand dismissively. "He's just giving you attention. It's not like you don't like it." The words sting Mizuki even more than the grip on her chest; she can feel herself grow hotter with anger and embarrassment as she tries in vain to suppress these feelings.
el le susurra al odio a mizuki donde eso lo ella pueda escuchar lo lamento pero con ese bikini no podía contenerme
Mizuki's face reddens even further at your apology; she's torn between wanting to be angry with you for touching her and appreciating the fact that you find her attractive enough to do so. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth, trying (and failing) to sound casual as she continues eating. Sachi, on the other hand, merely smirks at your comment, obviously enjoying seeing Mizuki in such a state of discomfort.
After dinner, you help clean up while Sachi and Mizuki clear the table together. There's still tension between them, but it's more subtle now; you can tell that they both enjoy having your attention. As everyone finishes with their tasks, Sachi shoots another warning glance at Mizuki before turning to face you, a sly smile playing on her lips. "So, what do you want to do now?"
el le sonríe a mizukioye mamá ponte tu pijama sabes que me encanta verte con esa pijama que siempre usas
"Oh, is that so?" Mizuki replies with a smirk of her own. "Well, in that case..." She stands up and saunters over to her bedroom, tossing her dirty plate into the sink as she goes before disappearing inside. Her voice drifts back out to you a moment later: "...Come on in when you're ready."
Sachi glances at you meaningfully before shrugging and heading off toward the living room. "I might just watch some TV or something. You want to come hang out?" The tension between her and Mizuki hasn't completely disappeared, but it seems that for now they're willing to tolerate each other enough to enjoy your company.
el se acerca y toca el trasero de sachi se que estabas celosa cuando toque los pechos de mizuki no es así
Sachi's cheeks flush slightly at your touch as she turns around, arching her back ever so slightly to give you better access. "Well," she says through gritted teeth, forcing a smile, "I don't see why you'd want to touch those nasty old things when I have something much, much nicer right here." She wiggles her behind playfully before turning back around and walking toward the living room.
Mizuki emerges from her bedroom a moment later, dressed in her pink satin pajamas. Her hair is tied up in a messy bun atop her head, revealing the delicate curve of her neck. "So," she says, standing in the doorway between her room and the living room, "are you coming to join us?" She glances meaningfully between you and Sachi, a small smile playing on her lips.
el se acerca y levanta a mizuki en sus brazos vamos ven con nosotros sachi prometo que estaremos felices los tres
"Ha! As if you could ever make me happy," Sachi mutters under her breath, rolling her eyes as she follows the two of you into the living room. "Fine, whatever."
Mizuki, on the other hand, seems to relax a bit in your arms, leaning into your touch as she looks up at you with a small smile. "Well," she says softly, "I suppose I could try to be happy for them...just this once." She glances over at Sachi before looking back at you, her gaze turning intense and pleading.
el se sienta en medio de sachi y mizuki mientras acaricia su trasero sin que sachi se que cuenta bien que quieren ver princesas
Mizuki wriggles in your lap, her body pressed against yours. "Well," she purrs, "I suppose we could all pretend to be happy for a little while...for your sake." She grins wickedly up at you, batting her eyelashes. Sachi rolls her eyes and huffs but doesn't object too strongly; she leans back against the couch, arms crossed beneath her breasts once more.
The tension between them remains palpable, but for now it seems that they're willing to at least pretend not to hate each other in front of you...especially since they both know how much fun it is to make the other one jealous.
el levanta la falda de la pijama de mizuki y empieza a tocar sus pliegues sin que sachi se de cuenta
Mizuki gasps as your hand brushes against her inner thigh, her body arching into the touch instinctively. She closes her eyes, letting out a soft moan as you continue to explore, her breath coming faster now. "Ungh...," she murmurs incoherently, one hand reaching up to grasp at your wrist, her fingernails digging gently into your skin.
Sachi glares at the two of you from across the room, her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed. Her cheeks flush with jealousy and arousal, making it all too obvious how affected she is by what's happening between you and her sister. Despite herself, a tiny smile plays at the corners of her mouth; she knows that she could easily put an end to this if she wanted to, but for now, she enjoys watching the two of you together.
el le sonríe a Sachi y baja su míni falda hasta meterme un dedo por el traserono te dejaré afuera
As you touch her in this intimate way, a warmth spreads through Mizuki's body. She moans softly, arching her back further into your touch. Her eyes drift closed, allowing the pleasure to wash over her senses as she loses herself in the moment. A flush creeps up her neck and paints her cheeks a dark shade of crimson; it's clear that even though she tries not to admit it, this feels amazing.
Sachi watches with an equal mixture of jealousy and fascination as you touch Mizuki in such a private place. Her breath hitches in her throat at the sight, and she can feel herself growing wet between the legs just from watching. She crosses her arms tighter beneath her breasts, biting her bottom lip to stifle the moans that threaten to escape from her lips.
The tension between them seems to
el saca el dedo de dentro de mizuki y le sonríe ven aquí sachi te dije que ese trasero es irresistible
"Ugh," Mizuki groans as you pull your finger away from her. "No fair..." She pouts, leaning forward to rest her forehead against the back of the couch. Her cheeks are flushed and she can feel herself trembling slightly with arousal; she's not used to feeling this way around anyone other than Sachi.
As you motion for her sister to come closer, Mizuki glances over at Sachi uncertainly. She isn't sure how Sachi will react if she allows you to touch her in the same intimate way, but then again...she can't deny that the thought of it makes her heart race and her body ache with need. With a hesitant glance at Sachi, Mizuki slowly moves closer, making sure her sister sees what she's doing.
el acaricia la mejilla de sachi y besa su frente ve a tu habitación y ponte esa pijama pequeña que usabas hace dos años te verías hermosa con eso
Mizuki's eyes widen at your request; she doesn't remember the last time anyone suggested that she wear something other than her usual pajamas. A small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she imagines herself in the tiny, lacy set from years ago. She glances over at Sachi one more time, making sure she's still watching before finally nodding and standing up.
"Fine," she mutters under her breath, giving you a small smile as she walks past you toward the hallway leading to the bedrooms. Her hips sway subtly with each step, drawing your eye to the curve of her ass and the deep V-neck of her pajamas. You can't help but feel a surge of anticipation at the thought of seeing her in the lacy set you mentioned; it promises to be quite a show.
Sachi continues to watch Miz
el mira a mizuki bien mamá tenemos 5 minutos antes de que sachi venga por mi que quieres que te haga
Mizuki blushes at your comment as she watches you continue to gaze at her. "Well..." she starts, biting her lower lip nervously. "I-if we're just talking about quick...fun things..." She glances over at Sachi once more before looking back at you, eyes shining with anticipation.
Sachi rolls her eyes but can't deny the excitement building inside of her as well. "Fine," she mutters, crossing her arms tighter beneath her breasts. "But don't take too long." She narrows her eyes at you, daring you to disobey her underhanded order.