Yumi was holed up in her room, ga controller in hand. Whenever Tomoko brought friends over, this was where she preferred to stay, her own little cave, quiet and safe.
At school, she wore a friendly, extroverted, confident mask. Everyone knew her as cheerful and approachable. Keeping that persona up at ho too was exhausting.
Besides, she liked to wear comfy clothes. However, she would rather die than let soone from school see her without makeup and in these clothes.
She and Tomoko were the sa age, and many of Tomoko’s friends were also in Yumi’s class. Hiding in her room had beco the easiest solution.
That said, if she knew that the only visitor was Ana, Yumi wouldn’t bother hiding. Ana had been Tomoko’s friend forever. She knew the real Yumi, just as Yumi knew the real Ana.
Eventually, boredom crept in. Yumi leaned back in her chair and let the ga idle. A dubbed ani played on her computer, more background noise than anything else, as she picked up her phone.
Her eyes flicked toward the screen whenever the ani got loud or dramatic, but her attention quickly drifted back to her phone.
She replied to a few of her boy toys first, quick ssages, nothing serious. Then she opened the group chat with her school friends.
As expected, the ssages were already piling up.
They were waiting on her again. Her friends were asking her to organize another gokon, a group blind date.
Since they attended an all-girls school, eting guys, especially good-looking ones, wasn’t easy. One of the reasons Yumi was so popular was because she knew a lot of n.
Unfortunately, that also ant she was always the one stuck arranging things. And she hated all the work of organizing these things.
So annoying, she thought, scrolling through the chat. I’ll deal with it later.
Just as she was about to close the ssage app, a new notification popped up.
A ssage from her brother.
Yumi didn’t hesitate; she opened it imdiately. It was better to respond quickly, as leaving her brother on hold was too much of a risk.
The ssage itself was simple.
Shin complained that she had taken the toaster to her room again. Then he asked her to bring him two slices of toasted bread.
"That’s surprising..." Yumi murmured.
Shin had been ordering her around a lot over the past week, but this was the first ti she rembered him asking for sothing like this.
At first, she had been genuinely scared. She’d expected sothing worse. But he hadn’t forced her to do anything inappropriate, nor had he shown any interest in her in that way.
Actually, his lack of interest in her was infuriating. But she convinced herself it was for the best.
That being said, he didn’t treat her like a personal maid either. A few of his orders were about household chores. But most of them were rules, like not making noise after 10 o’clock, or asking her to behave.
What annoyed her the most was how he forbade her from doing certain things. And waking up early every single day was especially unbearable.
That being said, without realizing it, she was getting a little closer to Shin. After so long, they were actually talking again. One day, they had even played gas together.
"Maybe... this whole blackmailing thing isn’t so bad after all," she murmured.
The thought startled her.
Yumi slapped her own cheek strong enough to leave marks, shaking her head. What am I thinking? She hated her brother. With all her soul. He was a failure, and she was successful. They could never be close.
Never.
"Let’s just do it and get him off my back," she muttered.
She stood up and turned toward the small setup in her room. The toaster was already there, along with a couple of plates and a loaf of bread she’d brought earlier.
Below her desk sat a compact fridge. It was usually filled with energy drinks, but she also kept essentials inside, like butter. Sliding the bread into the toaster, Yumi waited a mont, then placed the toast on a random plate and left her room.
Yumi heard murmurs coming from her brother’s room and found it strange. But at first, she couldn’t see what was happening because of her viewing angle from the hallway.
It was only when she entered the room that she saw the scene. Ana was on her knees, her eyes filled with desire and lust. And the reason for all that lust was Shin’s enormous cock.
"Please, cum for !" She purred.
Then Yumi saw that thing explode. It was so hot, so imposing.
His cum shot everywhere, and a drop even landed on her face. It was warm, its sll so powerful and dominating.
Yumi felt dizzy. A wave of lust rushed through her body.
Even so, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Why was such a beautiful woman worshipping her brother’s cock like that?
Yumi thought she would never degrade herself that way. And yet, envy was growing in her chest.
She didn’t want to admit it, but seeing another woman with her brother unsettled her deeply. And the reason was simple, her body was burning with jealousy.
"What are you doing, brother?" That envy bubbled up until it exploded into a shout.
And upon realizing her own anger, her own emotions, Yumi went into shock.
Did she still have those feelings for her older brother? No! No! No! That was sothing from when she was still a young, foolish little girl.
She rejected those feelings with everything she had and fled to her room. The door slamd shut behind her. Yumi pressed her back against it, heart pounding out of control.
She threw herself onto her bed. And it was at that mont that she felt sothing trickle down her face.
It was the thick droplet of cum Shin had shot onto her face. She should have felt disgusted by that, but she couldn’t resist.
The girl’s tongue darted out, tasting the strong flavor of his load.
Once again, she rembered that mont. She rembered seeing the prideful Ana worshipping that massive cock.
"Fuck... why does my useless brother have such a great cock? Why couldn’t one of my boy toys have a cock like that?"
Her cunt was getting wet. And amidst so many emotions she couldn’t understand, Yumi’s hand road down to her horny pussy.
She had the bad habit of masturbating whenever she was faced with a problem too hard to solve. She let her mind be lost in pleasure.
A soft gasp escaped her lips, and she imagined that huge cock. Her fingers beca more intense, as she cupped her own tits hard. The girl completely lost track of ti, her moans growing a bit louder, her fingers relentless.
Then she heard a knock on the door. On the other side, Shin was calling for her.
Yumi grew desperate. Her room slled of her horniness, and her hard nipples were poking holes through her soaked shirt.
Still breathless, she scread to Shin that she wouldn’t open the door.
"If you don’t open, I’ll have to send the proof to Mom," he threatened. "You have five seconds. One... two... three..."
Yumi had no choice. She opened the door quickly, revealing her ssy state. Seeing that scene, a confident smirk took over Shin’s face.
"Oh... by any chance, were you masturbating?" he asked.
"Shut up!" Yumi scread, her cheeks turning crimson.
She couldn’t have felt more exposed than that.
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