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Tales of Incest: Atsui & Samui	By : c0p13r Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 14587 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter List
- 1-Atsui & Samui
- 2-The Lubricant
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The Lubricant
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            Just three days away; three days until the Joint Shinobi Army gathered for the first time to fight the forces of the masked man, and even with that impending terror looming, Atsui had a one-track mind. Samui had thought that he had gotten it out of his system, shot it all over her tits and face, and was done with it for good. Quite the opposite, he was now even bolder when eyeing her in ways that a brother should never do to his sister. So brazenly, even when in the company of others, he would find some way to grope her when eyes were averted. Sometimes, he would wind up with a well-placed heel on his toes or a fist in his groin; less often – one time to be exact – he would get a more positive reaction, namely when he stood behind his sister, took her hand, and placed it on his hardening cock. She continued to pay attention to the Raikage’s speech, but stimulated her brother with subtle hand movements. This led to the two of them meeting in the nearest bathroom – Atsui excitedly, and Samui reluctantly – for a quick handjob that had Samui’s pale face doused with her brother’s semen.
            That incident took place two days ago.
            Now Samui had settled in for the night and had been asleep for almost two hours before her keen shinobi senses woke her, alerting her to the bedroom door slowly creaking open and allowing a swift entrance. It wasn’t much of a stretch to guess who had come in, but she decided to feign sleep. With a little luck, that would discourage the intruder to retreat and plot his next visit.
            “Sis… Hey, Sis!” Atsui was keeping his voice down, but he sounded urgent. Samui kept facing the wall, opening her eyes only to roll them. She knew what he was being so urgent about, and if they were any sort of decent siblings, he could take care of it himself. Unfortunately, decency was discarded the moment she first put his dick in her mouth the first time. Damn his persistency, she thought when his hand shook her by the shoulder.
            She gave a groan of annoyance instead of grogginess. Without a word, she turned her head to him, and he could clearly see her icy glare twinkle at him. Whether or not he was pestering her, he didn’t care. His wide, goofy smile was spread on his face. Not exactly the face she wanted to see when first waking up…
            “What is it?” she grumbled.
            “I got some,” Atsui vaguely announced. He seemed so proud with himself; Samui almost was curious, but she wasn’t going to grant her brother any of her zeal. Surely, whatever offering he’d brought to her bedroom was for nothing more than the obvious strain throbbing in his trousers. Samui was hardly in the mood to entertain her brother’s lusts, and she dismissed him with a wave and a disgruntled murmur. She should’ve known that it would’ve taken much more than that to get rid of her hotheaded sibling; the edge of her bed creaked when his knee slid on. “C’mon, Sis! You didn’t even ask what I brought!” At least he was smart enough to keep his voice down; Karui was snoozing in the room two doors down, and there wasn’t much of a commotion in the Raikage tower at night.
            Samui sighed, mentally scolding herself for ever allowing him access to her body. All the promises of it being just the one time; what a joke… “What is it?” she finally caved in, though she did not turn from the wall.
            Atsui snickered and held up what was behind his back; he didn’t tell her what it was, forcing her to twist her neck to see what he was boasting. A bottle of some sort; she couldn’t really make out what it was with the room so dark. “It’s lubricant,” Atsui said excitedly, as though he held the answer to some dire problem in the Shinobi world.
            “So what?” Samui was no fool as to what her stupid brother had intended for the lube, but playing stupid might get him frustrated, and with some luck, out of the mood.
            Atsui’s grin remained as his eyes drifted. She was still covered by the blanket, but his general eyelevel was obviously at her chest. “I was thinking that we could use some.” His voice was quieter than before, but far more hopeful. He wasn’t exactly discrete as he tugged at the front of his pants, adjusting the rigid object underneath.
            There wasn’t any way of getting out of this, Samui realized. She brought her hands up to rub her brow, breathing a sigh of defeat. She was far too tired now to work her insatiable sibling over until he made a gooey mess of her and her bed sheets. There was always the option of oral stimulation followed by the dislikeable ingestion of his bitter seed, but she certainly wouldn’t enjoy him fucking her tired mouth. Maybe she could reason with him, have him get it out of his system without her doing any work.
            “Take care of it yourself,” she brushed him off. A snort of reproach was her answer; obviously masturbation didn’t cut it for one who had crossed the line of incest. Seeing no other way around it – despite the fact that her groin was starting to generate some moist heat – Samui contemplated her participation. “What do you want then?” She hoped it was anything but him telling her to part her legs. She was cooled down and didn’t want to get worked up.
            Atsui chewed the inside of his cheek. He was debating on whether or not he should press his luck with her patience. She may have been stoic most of the time, but he knew her well enough to be aware of her more aggressive side. Still, there were so many things he wanted to do with her now; lubricant certainly opened up a lot of exploratory possibilities. Well, despite that fact, there was a part that he was just a pure sucker for when it came to his sister.
            He swallowed audibly. Samui hated how goofy he looked; under normal circumstances – without the sinful intrigue of incest – he was someone far below her standards. “How about… a titfuck?” he blurted out crassly, using terminology that didn’t exactly appeal to his cool-headed, proper sister.
            Titfuck… Samui rolled her eyes at her uncouth brother’s phrasing. How’d he ever expect to reel in a woman for an appropriate relationship? The blonde wasn’t feeling up to lecture, though, and with some reluctance, she sat up. “Don’t take long,” she scolded while reaching for the hem of her loose, white t-shirt and drawing it up.
            Atsui was practically drooling with anticipation as the shirt lifted, peeling up over those huge, pliable mounds. They came into view with a subtle, but generous bounce proudly boasting their suppleness. The delicious-looking tips that had yet to tighten – neither from low temperatures nor high excitement – sat as reasonably-broad circles of pink on high hills – or mountains – of creamy flesh that jiggled and swayed with even the subtlest of movement. In the Cloud Village, Atsui doubted there was a pair of breasts that could rival the appeal of his sister’s. He didn’t even wait for her shirt to come off before snagging those luscious mounds in greedy paws; the bottle of lubricant was tossed carelessly towards the foot of the bed. Samui winced a little at his impatience, but she could admit her breasts felt good under firm treatment.
            Her expression didn’t change from the bored and tired demeanor she had kept, even when Atsui’s thumbs and fingers found her nipples and toyed roughly with them. Let him have his fun, she decided while slowly reclining onto her pillow. She understood that nothing would stop him from lusting after her, but at least this should buy her some time away from him. Besides, a major war was starting in a few days; might as well do the immoral now since they might not live to regret it after the war.
            The moment she was on her back was the moment Atsui scrambled onto the mattress, causing it to creak under his added weight as he staggered and stumbled to straddle her stomach; there was enough light for him to see his sister’s pale body and direct himself onto her midriff. He’d been too hasty; they both could agree on that when he began tugging down his pants, which was not so easy while straddling something.
            Feeling a bit foolish, Atsui crawled off the bed, and again made haste with his pants. His Kumo vest and shirt could stay on; what mattered was how much – or how little – clothing his sis wore. Samui watched him drop his trousers and boxers before his most-eager appendage leapt up to greet her. Pre-cum dribbled out like a steady stream that oozed from his tip to the floor. It was bad enough that he would soon drench her with his essence, but did he have to drip over her room too?
            He grabbed the bottle of lube again and hurried back onto the bed to re-straddle Samui. She watched him with hardly-interested eyes, already waiting for him to be done and his lust slaked. The bottle cap was flipped open before he made to move himself in between her tits, and then a smooth, oily stream flowed directly in the center of her chest. It was pleasantly warm, Samui could admit, and made her tingle a little, which wasn’t so pleasant; the last thing she wanted was to lose her cool and request that Atsui forgo her former conditions and just fuck her. He’d never shut up about it if she told him that he got her hot.
            The lubricant was poured over the tips of either bosom, causing her nipples to contract and harden defiantly. She shivered a little as her breasts were flooded with the oil. Almost half the contents of the bottle were spent on her bosom; she thought it a waste, but Atsui found it worthwhile. Clicking the cap closed, he discarded it to the side to be used later if needed, and then began to massage the globes to distribute the lubricant evenly while also doting on the heavy mounds.
            It wasn’t that bad of an experience, and Samui would be willing to try an actual massage in the near-future (without Atsui). Her brother pushed up the large mounds, delighting in the way they wobbled fluidly with any sudden movement. He bounced them against his palms, played with them like a cat with a ball of yarn, pushed them up to watch them swell towards her chin. All other lovers had never found so much joy with her breasts before, but her brother just could not get enough of them. Truthfully, she was shocked that his mouth hadn’t latched onto one of her perky nipples to suckle on it as if he was hoping for a squirt of milk.
            He bounced her breasts back and forth, almost slapping them, though his palms glanced off her well-oiled tits. She winced and considered telling him to stop playing around.
            Before she could speak, though, Atsui had already burned up his patience and could bear it no longer. His breath was labored as he pressed himself down in the valley of her breasts. Rather than let him try to handle this situation himself, Samui begrudgingly lent her assistance and pushed her breasts together to keep his cock in a very suitable vice.
            “Ah~, Sis! That’s so damn hot!” He seethed like he was exhaling steam. His hips buckled when he made his first sharp stab between her compressed breasts; the head hardly could peek out from between her giant attributes. The oil made her skin so slippery, it almost was like being inside her vagina, yet there was little to no friction whatsoever, allowing him to glide at an unhindered pace.
            Six inches of brotherly cock began to thrust more vigorously through her cleavage, his hips and thighs slapping against the undersides of her breasts. His impatience made the experience a little uncomfortable, but the feeling of his oiled-up shaft rubbing against the insides of her equally-oiled breasts wasn’t as bad as she thought it’d be. Even so, she hoped he wouldn’t be long; she’d like to go back to sleep as soon as possible.
            Unfortunately for her, Atsui had no intention of speeding through to an orgasm. He seemed to have lost his control more times than not, but he always disappointed his sibling by slowing or stopping to calm down. Of all times for him to be cool…
            There were times when Samui struggled a little to keep her breasts locked around her brother’s thrusting shaft. Their abundant size and slipperiness were sometimes difficult to manage while bucking under the motions of Atsui’s hips. “Slow down,” she’d often instruct him; “Be quiet,” she said much more frequently.
            He grunted and moaned while enjoying the soft suppleness of her tits. His hands came up from the mattress to hold onto those wonderful globes. Her nipples were difficult to get a hold of while slathered in oil, but he continued to pluck at them when his fingers were not squeezing the fullness of her bosom for support.
            When was that burst of white going to come? Samui wasn’t looking forward to it, but the sooner those pearly droplets exploded from the head of Atsui’s penis, the sooner she could get back to sleep. Her icy eyes observed her brother. Even in this dim lighting, his face and arms were outlined with the glisten of sweat. Surely it was all he could do not to cum then and there, though she could commend him for keeping up this rapid pace, even with his frequent stops.
            She couldn’t help a moan – whether from discomfort or just from the hot feeling of his cock passing through her closed cleavage. The small utterance spurred the hotheaded brother onward with a proud grin. “I knew you couldn’t keep cool for long, Sis,” he wheezed in between labored breaths. He made more attempts to hold her oil-slick nipples as if to reward her. Taking a deep breath and holding it, he grunted out, “How about I turn up the heat?” Grunting harshly, he made his pelvic jabs harder and faster, feeling his sister’s tits jiggle and sway like lumps of jelly under his hands. Samui clenched her teeth, her cheeks gaining a pink hue.
            Despite his bravado, after engaging such a frantic pace, he was not able to last much longer. The rhythm he’d been so proud of became jerky and spontaneous. It wasn’t much longer before he gave one, final sharp jab before freezing.
            The long-awaited blast of semen finally sprung out from the peeking head and caught Samui just underneath her lips in a broad swath. Remembering the disagreeable taste of his cum, she turned away, sacrificing her cheek to take the rest of the discharge. That, however, was not good enough for Atsui. Desperate for as much stimulation as possible during his orgasmic high, he pulled out from between her breasts, choking the base of his cock, and scooted forward. He did not give his sister the choice to object as he turned her head to face him and stabbed his cock into her resisting mouth.
            She wasn’t fond of being made to do something that she did not want to do, but arguing with Atsui was rather pointless. With disapproval glaring in her eyes, she kept her brother’s dick in between her lips and took the load the came after he let go of his cock. The dislikeable tang flooded the orifice in slimy bursts, and while lying down, it was difficult for her not to swallow. She would’ve much preferred to have the option to spit his semen out, if only to let him know her distaste of his flavor.
            Even after trickling the last of his cum down her throat, he kept himself lodged between her lips, hoping that she would sup every bit until his cock was thoroughly drained. He felt her mouth flex and her throat muscles contract when she swallowed down his hot spunk. With an exhilarated sigh, he pulled himself out of his sister’s orifice. The moment her mouth was unclogged, Samui coughed and sputtered. Unfortunately, it was too late to spit out any cum, but then, it was likely that Atsui wouldn’t have retracted until after he confirmed that she ingested his load. The bastard…
            He scooted off of her, and the moment he did, she sat up. Down to her panties, she was soaked with lubricant thanks to his thighs smearing it during his violent thrusts. How was she supposed to sleep soundly in such a slippery mess? She’d have to use some discarded clothing to clean it up after kicking her brother out.
            She was mere seconds from banishing Atsui from her room when her impetuous brother suddenly grabbed her side and pulled. She pushed her weight down against him, but he wasn’t about to give up easily. Rocking her back and forth, he eventually gained enough momentum to roll her onto her front. At once, she groused about how her bed sheets were now soiled with the lubricant coating her front. Her large breasts flattened beneath her, and she could only wonder why her brother – who adored her tits so absolutely – would roll her over.
            “Just what are you doing now?” she grumbled, lifting her head from the mattress to glower back over her shoulder at her brother. He still had on his wide smile, his eyes focused on her posterior, and his erection wasn’t wilting anymore; the process, in fact, was being reversed, until his lubricant-shiny penis was standing proudly once again. She asked herself again what he was up to.
            She lost her cool for only a moment – the moment when Atsui snagged her lavender panties. The back of them were pulled over the fullness of her ass – a perfect assimilation of the suppleness of her bust. He didn’t bother yanking her underwear down all the way; he didn’t even pull them down to her knees. Exposed her butt, he seemed satisfied. She wasn’t exactly sure why until his rough hands cupped the cheeks, squeezed them briefly, and then slowly parted them so that he may take a gander at the secluded hole in between.
            “That looks so hot, Sis,” he breathed, suddenly descending his face.
            At once, Samui propped herself up; her buttocks clenched instinctively, and she threw a hand back to try to conceal her intimate area. “Stop it now, Atsui.” Her voice was sharp, sharper than normal when reprimanding her brother. But he didn’t listen to her; instead, he took a hand from her butt to press her hand down to the mattress and out of his way. Not allowing her a second chance to block and stall him, he dove his face down in between her two luscious cheeks; she could not help but gasp when she felt a foreign wetness caress her hole. “Ah~…” She caught her voice briefly. “Atsui…!” Her free hand, instead of pushing him away, fisted in the sheets of her bed. Atsui was certainly adventurous and far kinkier than she thought for him to shove his face there and lick.
            Atsui was fond of ass-licking. Sure, some – if not most – girls frowned upon the act, but if he got them riled enough, they’d be willing to explore and indeed enjoyed the outcome. The tip of his tongue curled skillfully and tickled the sensitive hole. He probed even as she tried pushing his face away; he persistently licked at her anus, now using broad, long swaths to cover her with saliva. Against her will, her backside pushed up to meet his mouth. Worse than that, though, was the feeling of her sex heating with furious blood circulation. Her liquid desire started to moisten her cleft, and she hated that she would be ready for him should he attempt to pierce her.
            Tonguing her asshole had Atsui raring to go, stiff – stiffer than before, probably – and throbbing. He grabbed himself, thankful for the excess lube coating his palm, and gave himself a few, merciful tugs. He wasn’t that surprised that it took some time for his tongue to wedge into her asshole; she always acted like a tight-ass.
            He would’ve cum very quickly by his own hand if he permitted himself, but he reigned in his lust. There was still a lot of lubricant left over, just begging to be spent on his voluptuous sister. Giving her hole one final and long lick, he shuffled into place, planting his knees outside of hers. He grabbed the bottle and flipped the cap open.
            Samui watched him, her icy gaze half-lidded and clouded with passion. A voice inside her called for her to put an end to this before it went too far; working her actual voice to protest, however, was far more difficult. When she opened her mouth, all that came out with a breathy moan. Definitely not cool…
            “Nnh…!” She cringed when the oil drizzled over her ass, specifically her crevice, though he also spread a significant amount over her cheeks. He spent the rest of the contents of her rear, watching with great delight while flooding lubricant over her backside. After the bottle was emptied, he threw it aimlessly to the side and immediately seized her cheeks, molding them fervently, though they were too slippery to get a good hold of. He thrust them apart to expose her well-lubed hole. With his left thumb, he pressed against it.
            “Atsui!” Samui wanted to admonish him, but couldn’t find the voice to do so when her asshole opened around his thumb’s tip. With some internal struggling, she managed to push her hips down and clench her cheeks. She should have known that would hardly slow her brother down. With the ample application of oil flowing through the crack of her ass, his thumb invaded her virgin hole easily. One or two of her past flings had tried to travel back there before, but they were immediately swatted away and knew not to make another attempt; her brother, however, was unbearably stubborn. She cried out before she could catch herself, surprised when Atsui’s whole thumb slipped into her back entrance.
            Even her brother could not help moaning, even though all he received was anticipation and the warm feeling of her ass around his thumb. Her pussy had been relatively tight – certainly not the tightness of a virgin – but her ass promised to squeeze him like nothing else. “Ah~, Sis! I can’t wait any longer!”
            The bed buckled as he hastily scrambled up, bringing his pelvis to the back of hers. His cock was already covered in lubricant, so there was no need to hesitate. He pressed his erection down, but he didn’t aim. Samui wasn’t quite sure what was happening until she felt her brother fit himself in between her cheeks, lying across the span of her fissure. He howled loudly, not sharing Samui’s concerns that someone might hear him. Both of his palms shoved her cheeks against his prick on both sides.
            It wasn’t better than fucking her tits and didn’t feel much different to him, but Samui discovered the variation right away. The feeling of his hard shaft running over her pucker had chills going up her spine. She rocked and rolled, but hadn’t the conviction to throw him off of her. Damn it all, she was losing her cool because of her nitwit brother of all people!
            She held her breath for as long as she could, but inevitably exhaled with a passionate gasp. Her rump pushed up against his thrusts, wanting to experience more of the foreign pleasure of the hard rod grinding against her asshole. Cool down, she mentally scolded herself over and over. She couldn’t let her idiot brother, in a fit of taboo lust, get her riled up like this.
            It was too late, though; Atsui found he had earned his bragging rights, though he couldn’t go off, boasting to Darui and C and other shinobi that he got his sister nice and hot for his cock. Of course, the reverse was also true: she had him burning far hotter than her, and it was a miracle that his jizz hadn’t surged from his balls yet.
            Before he could accidentally blow his load prematurely, he pulled up and away from Samui’s buttocks and squeezed his eyes shut, breathing in deeply and running a hasty slideshow through his mind of all the things in the world that turned him off: Raikage-sama naked, limp noodles, snow! He was still throbbing energetically, but at least he held back his gooey explosion for now.
            “Can’t wait any longer,” he gasped out, carefully holding his penis and pointing it downward while his free hand pulled at her buttocks. Her sphincter was stretched enough, though she probably didn’t need any more prepping after being heavily doused with body oil. He wasn’t so large that she needed so much prepping, but it would certainly make the inevitable stab less uncomfortable.
            Still, under the looming presence of a seemingly-insatiable cock, she feared that he might do more damage in his overexcitement. She could feel him descend, though there still wasn’t any contact between them. Maybe there was still some time to discourage him, send him away before he could defile her and claim the only orifice that had yet to be penetrated. Her arms were becoming weak from holding her upper body up. One final time, she glanced at her ass and saw Atsui’s cock aiming at her hole intently.
            “Atsui…” Her eyes narrowed, not moving away from his cock. “Don’t you… Ahun!” She was too late to threaten him, her voice failing her when Atsui finally stabbed, hitting his mark with one, certain thrust. The lubrication certainly did its job well; he was sinking into her with hardly any stalls.
            “Ah~! Sis! So hot!” Atsui moaned loudly, still delving deep into his sister’s ass. It was hot, and also very tight. Despite the ease of slipping inside of her, her insides clutched him tighter than his own fist when he took care of himself. He exhaled hotly and curled his waist, embedding all six inches up her backside.
            Taking him in so deep anally, Samui winced and grabbed the sheets in her tight fists. He certainly didn’t feel this big when he had fucked her before. Her face pressed down in the mattress, eyes screwed shut and teeth bared. Lubricated or not, it still was stressful for her rectum to be stretched around her brother. The muscles undulated in an effort to push him out, but his downward weight kept him firmly anchored within her bowels.
            The walls convulsing around him made Atsui groan. His hands came up from the bed to hold onto his sibling’s waist. “How is it, Sis?” he grunted out, not yet ready to start moving. He bumped his pelvis against her, making her cheeks ripple a little; she gave a harsh grunt in response. “Do you like it? Pretty hot, isn’t it?”
            Why did he always have to talk?
            “No,” she half-lied; it was uncomfortable, but there was no denying the salivating of her pussy. Heat blazed through her veins, her asshole burning as Atsui retracted slightly. He didn’t pull out for long before throwing himself right back into her tight hole. She shouted again when he bottomed out, his hips smacking against her ass. Feeling his shaft grind roughly against her insides dealt her a melting pleasure she’d never experienced before.
            Her huge breasts flattened on the bed, her arms unable to support her any longer. With every shove of her brother’s hips, she rocked the bed, her sensitive nipples trapped underneath her and grinding against her sheets. The oil that had been spent on her chest now soaked into her bed, leaving an obscure outline of her tits and stomach. Lower than her abdomen, there was another wet imprint that started to drip onto her bed.
            Samui bit her lip, fighting the urges that beckoned her fingers. Atsui’s dick jamming up her ass certainly invoked a great deal of immoral lust that she’d be ashamed of in the morning, but it wasn’t enough to bring that tight knot of pleasure undone in her loins. Would it be so wrong to tend to that matter? One way or another, she’d still feel like an un-cool brother-fucker in the morning.
            Resigning to her fate as the pervert older sister, she lifted her hips ever so slightly – Atsui made a loud declaration of elation from her shoving her butt up into his thrusts – and carefully slithered a hand down to her quim. Since their last encounter, she had completely liberated herself of pubic hair, leaving only absolutely-smooth flesh on her way to her snatch. She breathed huskily as she touched her clitoris first, rubbing it carefully first before her strokes became more vigorous. This added stimulation did wonders for her pleasure, complimenting the rush of her sibling jabbing again and again into her asshole.
            Feeling a bit more daring, Samui’s roaming fingers traveled down the cleft of her sex. She could feel the inward force of Atsui’s vicious thrusts and his tightening balls just barely tapping her pussy each time. Her digits pressed into her pussy, and the walls immediately gripped her in anxious welcome. She moaned heavily, hardly caring any more about keeping her stoic demeanor. Her brother was fucking her ass, and she was enjoying it! Nothing short of the Raikage bursting into the room and demanding that they stop would bring Samui from fondling her dripping snatch until she came.
            Their bodies smashed together with wet impacts. Atsui’s grip on his sister’s waist had tightened, and the once-steady rhythm had been knocked off its course. He breathed more raggedly than before. Maybe it would’ve been wiser to take off his vest and shirt beforehand, but it was too late now. Drenched in sweat, he felt like he was in a sweltering desert. For the first time in his life, he could not take the heat.
            Slamming into Samui a final time, he gave a prolonged grunt. His fingertips dug into his sister’s curvy waist. His ejaculation was even more potent this time, spitting the first wad deep into the deep recesses of her body. More of his liquid ecstasy gushed into her in quick bursts. While in the throes of his orgasm, he couldn’t even handle a single thrust to aid the feeling. Her body continued to reject him, and that feeling was more than enough to keep him spurting strong for quite some time. If he had been flooding her mouth with this load, it was seriously doubtful that she’d be able to gulp it all down without spilling a significant quantity.
            Atsui may have had nothing to give, ejecting the remainder of his load into her ass, but Samui still was teetering at the edge of her own climax. The warmth he had spent inside her gave her a great thrill, but it wasn’t enough to get her off just yet. Her fingers worked frantically inside of her wet channel, shamelessly making gooey noises. She kept her thumb to her clit, rubbing clumsily as she began to tremble.
            Unaware of his sister’s efforts to cum, Atsui made to pull out of her, but her other hand quickly grabbed hold of his waist and urged him back inside. His dick didn’t have its former sturdiness, but he was stiff enough to slide back into her shrinking hole. “Stay inside,” she breathlessly told him.
            “But…! But, Sis…!” Atsui winced when those anal walls closed around him, choking him while trying to dislodge her. Despite what her mouth said, her body reacted oppositely. Atsui had to press his hips down on her to keep from her rectum passing him out. He made a few embarrassing sounds from the sensation, but did as he was told, remaining inside her back passage, wallowing in the churning semen he had deposited inside of her.
            Samui had all but abandoned her ‘cool’. She panted and bit her bed sheets, shoving her fingers deep into her pussy and flexing them against her G-spot. Her hips gyrated with great passion, pumping up against Atsui to get his mildly-hard dick in and out of her backside. She was desperate now, so close to her release that it was palpable. As if knowing just what to do, her idiot sibling collapsed on her, his cock shoving as deep as it could in its waning state, and slipped both hands underneath her to grab her giant tits.
            She was squirting in that moment. An arc of her essence squirted from her clenching vagina, soiling the bed sheets even more. Her moans were strangled from her throat, coming repetitively as she bucked underneath her sexually-exhausted brother. His testicles were saturated with her gushes, as were his thighs. The walls hugging her fingers tightened the embrace, swollen and satisfied.
            With a sigh of completion after riding out those final waves, Samui went slack underneath Atsui. For the moment, she didn’t very much mind his weight, but when her senses gathered and she reclaimed her strong sense of dignity, she immediately pitched her brother off of her, throwing him to the floor. Having him vacate her back entrance was pleasure in itself.
            “Jeez, what was that for?” Atsui complained, glaring up at his sister as she sat up. “What’s got you so hot-tempered?”
            Samui had since steadied her breath and now modestly wrapped an arm over her nipples and pressed her meaty thighs together to hide her bald snatch. The only thing that remained on her with the presence of sex was the sheen of sweat and lubricant. “You’ve had your fun,” she said to him coldly. “You’ve no reason to stay any longer, Atsui.”
            “You’re kicking me out already?” He scoffed at her coldness. He stood up, rubbing the back of his head and keeping his legs immodestly open; Samui ignored the dangling, little bit that dripped semen still. He, of course, felt no shame whatsoever as he took a few more peeks at his sister’s smoking-hot body. Why’d she have to be such a prude and cover up her tits? But seeing that she had made up her mind to banish him for the night, he sighed and gathered up his pants. “Fine. Just don’t expect me to ever give you one of my famous massages again.”
            Samui rolled her eyes at his childish threat. He must’ve really been conceited to think that she cared so much for that massage he gave her in the bath days ago. Honestly, she might’ve preferred that she never let him lay his hands on her; then she wouldn’t have to be troubled by their secret relationship. “Fine by me,” she said. She turned away as he frustratingly kicked his feet through his pants and pulled them up. She wasn’t quite sure what he had to complain about; he got what he wanted – twice – from coming here and didn’t even have to worry about the mess he was leaving behind. She was the one who had a sweat-and-lubricant-stained bed and would have to scurry to the restroom to tend to the brotherly spunk that was fired up her backside, now dribbling out of her mildly-sore hole.
            Before he left, however, she pointed sternly to the floor and said, “Be sure to take that empty bottle with you.”
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Tales of Incest: Atsui & Samui