"Well, it tastes good. I never thought you could cook, Arisu. Did you learn it yourself, or did my sister teach you?" I asked. It might not be the peak of fine dining or on the level of a five-star restaurant, but it was still more than digestible.
At least it wasn't so dark cooking disaster like in the ani or Chinese stories I've read, where the girls couldn't cook and the food turned out straight-up poisonous.
Our al was simple, miso soup, rice, and a pan-fried salmon fillet with a bowl of sauce and mirin. As plain as it looked, it carried sincerity and love from my girlfriend, and that flavor was stronger than any spice.
And more than that, she had cooked the entire thing in nothing but a naked apron, her tits bouncing and her ass peeking out as I fucked her from behind while she stirred the soup.
The mixture of moans and sizzling oil, her body clenching around as I slamd into her while she tried not to spill anything, it made the taste of the food infinitely better.
Spiritually and physically.
By the ti we finished fucking and bathing together, I felt completely refreshed, my stomach full of her food and my cock satisfied by her body.
Honestly, what more could I ask for?
"Well, brother, I taught her. It took a long ti for her to finally cook a decent al. She tries so hard for you. I think you shouldn't look for another woman when you already have a perfect girlfriend like her," Honami advised kindly.
Of course, I understood. Behind her sweet advice was her own desire for , her willingness to compromise as long as Honami and Arisu remained my main girl.
Unfortunately for her, that wasn't going to work, Honami-chan. Not when my system is literally the Impregnation System.
Am I right, system?
System: …
After blaming the system in my head for all my problems with being unfaithful, I smiled softly at Honami.
"Maybe…"
My answer was deliberately ambiguous, neither a denial nor an acceptance. Arisu noticed this, but instead of frowning, she smiled brightly at . "It's fine, Honami-chan. He can have fun as much as he wants. In the end, he'll always co ho to us, right, Takashi?"
Her words were sharp and left no room for argunt. It was a compromise, but also a demand, one that required a promise I wouldn't betray or abandon them. I nodded firmly.
"Of course, my cute girlfriend."
Arisu let out a relieved smile, her eyes softening as if a weight had lifted. "I'm glad we agreed on this…"
Honami lowered her head over the steaming bowl of miso soup, her lips pressed shut. She didn't say a word. It was obvious she couldn't follow the thread of our conversation at all.
After all, unlike Arisu, she had no idea about my power. She wasn't as open-minded, or maybe not as daring, as Arisu was.
I let out a sigh, leaning back slightly. "Honami, how about we go on a date tomorrow? Just the two of us."
She lifted her face, her eyes lighting up with sudden brightness as she t my gaze. "Really, brother?"
"Yes. Don't be late." I gave her a slow nod, confirming it.
Arisu clapped her hands, congratulating us, though her smirk made it clear she didn't forget her own hidden agenda. "Good luck to both of you then. In that case, the whole night today Takashi is mine. What do you think, Honami?"
Honami's face darkened instantly. She stabbed her fork down hard into her salmon, tearing a piece off with sharp, angry bites.
"Hmph."
It made sense why she was mad. After all, being greened and provoked at the sa ti wasn't exactly the best experience for her.
While Honami fud in silence, too angry to even voice what she really felt, Arisu turned her attention back to .
Her eyes were glinting with mischief, lips curled into that wicked smile she knew I couldn't resist.
And then I felt it, her foot sliding up against my leg, tracing higher, pressing against my thigh under the table.
I stiffened, almost letting out a groan as her toes brushed deliberately against the bulge in my trousers.
Fuck...
I tried to keep my expression straight, but it was useless.
The teasing pressure of her foot rubbed at until my cock twitched, straining against the fabric. I couldn't hold back anymore.
With one hand hidden beneath the table, I casually unzipped my trousers, letting my hard length spring free.
Arisu's foot wasted no ti.
She pressed against my shaft, rubbing up and down, her toes curling around it, stroking with slow, deliberate movents.
Every brush sent heat shooting up my spine, every flex of her toes made want to groan out loud.
Honami stayed sulking, stabbing her food, completely unaware my girlfriend's foot was wrapped around my cock under the table, while I sat there, struggling to keep my gaze straight and act like nothing was happening.
anwhile, under the table, Arisu was jerking off with her feet, her eyes locked on mine, her expression glowing with pure devilish glee.
Seeing this, sothing inside snapped.
A burning heat flared up in my chest, crawling down to my cock, making throb with rage and lust all at once.
I wanted to punish her. I wanted to breed her. I wanted her to fucking understand who was in charge here.
My eyes blazed with fury as I shoved her foot down, stopping her from stroking my cock under the table any further.
My hand pressed hard against her ankle, a clear warning, before I stood up.
The movent made my cock spring free, slapping up into the open air, thick and hard, pre-cum glistening on the tip.
Honami gasped, covering her mouth in shock as her eyes went wide.
"W-What happened, brother?" she stamred, completely clueless.
She didn't realize what had just been happening under the table that Arisu had been teasing with her foot, jerking off in secret.
To her, it must have just looked like I suddenly couldn't hold back my horniness.
Arisu, however, knew exactly what she had done.
And instead of being scared, the sadistic loli smirked.
"Fufufu… Takashi-kun, do you want to eat again? Are you feeling unsatisfied already?" she teased, her voice dripping with mockery, her tone playful yet deliberately provocative. She leaned back in her chair as if inviting to pin her down.
She was openly accepting it, my anger, my punishnt.
I forced myself to breathe, to calm the storm boiling in . Because I knew better. If I went straight at her and fucked her brains out right here, it'd be exactly what she wanted. She'd be leading by the nose, pulling the strings while I thought I was the one in control.
No.
If she wanted to play gas, then I'd punish her in a way she wouldn't forget.
My smile was wicked and evil as I stared down at her.
"I think so, but I don't want to eat you, Arisu. You can stay there and watch. What do you think, Honami? Do you want your brother to love you instead?"
I shifted my gaze toward my beloved sister. Honami's face was flushed, still confused about everything happening, yet her innocence made it even more intoxicating.
"Really, brother?" she whispered softly, her voice shaky but filled with joy. "I… I'm so happy you picked ."
She nodded eagerly, closing her eyes as I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers. The taste of her mouth, the heat of her body trembling against mine, it was forbidden, it was wrong, and it was perfect. All while Arisu sat there, watching with wide eyes, her breathing ragged
Arisu muttered with disbelief, her voice a mix of anger and twisted arousal. "Boyfriend-kun, you're so evil. How could you be so cruel, letting your cute girlfriend get cuckolded?"
She glared at as if I were the biggest scumbag alive.
I didn't care. My hands kept moving, greedily groping Honami's soft breasts, squeezing and kneading them through her clothes while my tongue invaded her mouth. She gasped against , arching into my touch, moaning as I dominated her body and her heart.
When I finally pulled away from her lips, saliva still connecting us, I turned my gaze back at Arisu. She was sitting with her legs spread, fingers furiously working her dripping pussy, her eyes glazed over with lust and frustration.
"You can co along too, but your punishnt isn't over yet, girlfriend-chan. Watch how I fuck my own sister while you can only touch yourself and beg."
"Takashi-kun…" Arisu's voice cracked, pitiful, almost breaking. Her tearful eyes pleaded with .
My heart softened. After all, she was still my girlfriend, the one who had supported my breeding plan without hesitation, the one who even helped seduce Kamuro and probably would help with more girls in the future.
So I gave her a warning.
"Only this ti."
Her face lit up with joy.
"Thank you, boyfriend-kun! You're the best!" she cried out, and without waiting, she rushed forward to join us, wrapping her arms around and kissing desperately.
"Brother…!" Honami's pouty voice rang out as she tugged at my arm, her jealousy flaring. "How could you be partial to this woman? Hmph, I won't lose to her."
Not wanting to fall behind, she threw herself into as well, locking her lips onto mine, competing fiercely with Arisu. The two of them devoured from both sides, their tongues clashing with mine, fighting for my attention.
Their hands were already on my cock, two pairs of soft, delicate fingers stroking from either side, fighting over who could make harder, who could make groan louder.
I could feel my lips swelling from their relentless kisses, my cock throbbing in their hands as my sister and my girlfriend both clung to , desperate to prove who belonged to more.
I groaned, overwheld by their touch.
This was my life now. A life of pure debauchery.
My sister. My girlfriend. Both mine, both competing for my cock, both eager to be bred.
And with that, I let myself sink deeper into the pure, debauched life of sin and pleasure that they offered .
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