Chris bends over Mia and cautiously brings his lips to hers for a peck.
The tension between them is obvious — Mia doesn’t even dare open her eyes while Chris’s lips press against hers.
"And that’s supposed to be a kiss? Use your tongue, Chris. Co on!" grumbles Isabelle.
"Y-You said a kiss, not a tongue kiss," he murmurs.
"I didn’t specify because without tongue it’s not even a kiss."
"J-Just do as she says, Chris, otherwise she’ll keep us here all afternoon..."
"O-Okay..."
Though honestly, spending all day with my lips on Mia’s wouldn’t bother ...
Mia parts her lips a little more and Chris does the sa.
She stiffens the mont she feels his tongue brush against hers.
At first they move shyly, barely touching, then with growing confidence.
Sitting a few steps away, Isabelle watches them with satisfaction.
A playful smile appears on her lips when she sees Chris lying down on the bed beside Mia, chest pressed against hers, their lips never separating even for a second.
Shit... kissing Mia is the most exciting thing I’ve ever done in my life! All the tis I had sex with Elisabeth, Isabelle’s blowjob... nothing cos close to this. And yet... it’s only a kiss — how is that even possible?
Chris’s excitent grows with every second. Mia’s generous breasts, covered only by a thin lace bra, press against his chest; their legs overlap until they intertwine, their bare feet brushing against each other.
Every contact drives him completely crazy.
He is itching to go beyond that simple kiss — to squeeze her breasts, her thighs, and her firm ass barely covered by the thin thong. Then to rip it off and move on to the next step. He would do it right away, even with Isabelle right there in front of them watching like a vulture. In fact, her presence makes everything even more exciting for him.
He had promised himself to stay completely composed during that minute of kissing and to keep his hands in place so he wouldn’t make things even more embarrassing for her or make her uncomfortable. But after not even twenty seconds his erection is already completely out of control.
He feels it hard and swollen, pressing under his shorts against Mia’s inner thigh.
"C-Chris, you really are a degenerate... y-you got hard while kissing your sister... you really are the king of perverts..."
But despite those words, inside Mia is an even greater volcano of excitent than Chris.
She feels shivers run through her from head to toe, and a pleasant, irresistible tingling tease her intimate parts every ti Chris’s erection brushes and presses there.
D-Damn Isabelle, look what you’ve turned into... mmh... , the respectable princess of the Valakis, reduced to a horny girl. What humiliation...
"Good, the minute’s up. Break it up. Quickly, co on," Isabelle orders.
Mia pulls away abruptly and jumps to her feet, while Chris stays lying face down on her bed to hide his all too obvious reaction to that kiss.
"N-Now that this nonsense is over... can you leave my room and leave alone?!" Mia snaps.
Isabelle chuckles maliciously and rubs her hands.
"Finished? Oh no, princess — the punishnt hasn’t even started yet. That was only the preparation. Chris received his reward, so now for your shared punishnt."
Then she sits next to Chris and, with two quick pulls, strips off his shirt and pants, leaving him wearing only his underwear.
Mia imdiately turns away.
"Princess, don’t be shy. It’s your brother, not a stranger..."
"That’s exactly why it’s so embarrassing..."
"Oh, is that all? Then get over it quickly, because your punishnt is about to begin. Sit on his stomach."
"I... what?"
"You heard . Sit on his stomach right now. We’re not leaving your room until you’ve carried out your punishnt."
Mia mutters a string of curses at Isabelle, but she has no choice but to obey.
I-In the end, sitting on top of him can’t be more embarrassing than a kiss...
And as soon as Mia sits astride him, her round, firm ass pressing against his lower abdon and her soft thighs against his sides, Chris’s erection grows harder than ever before.
At that mont Isabelle pulls off his boxers as well, leaving him completely naked.
As soon as she does, his erection springs upward and bumps against her butt.
"I-Isabelle, damn bitch... what the hell do you have in mind?" hisses Mia, torn between the temptation to turn and see what is pressing behind her and the sha holding her back.
"Oh, you will find out soon, princess."
Right after that, Mia sees Chris’s face tense, his eyes shut and his teeth biting into his lip.
"C-Chris... what’s happening?"
But the question needs no answer. She understands imdiately when she feels Isabelle’s hair tickling her lower back.
"I-Isabelle... you’re not really...?"
"Oh yes, princess. I’m sucking your brother’s huge cock. It’s so big, so hard... such a pleasure to have in my mouth. You wouldn’t be jealous, would you?"
"J-Jealous? ? D-Don’t say nonsense! Y-You can do whatever you want with that pervert’s cock! I-I... I’m not a sex maniac like you!"
Her words are interrupted by light moans of pleasure she tries desperately to hold back.
The pleasure Isabelle is giving him causes involuntary tremors and contractions in his abdon — exactly where Mia is sitting.
And those shocks of pleasure, pressing against the intimate parts of her body already extrely sensitive in that mont, awaken impulses and desires Mia is terribly ashad to admit even to herself.
Chris too is a whirlwind of desire and excitent, and keeping his hands in place is the greatest effort he has made in as long as he can rember.
Shit... I couldn’t understand how this was supposed to be my punishnt, but now everything is clear...
Feeling her lips move up and down along his erection and her tongue stimulating his throbbing, swollen glans fills him with intense pleasure, and for that very reason keeping his hands still is pure torture.
But he has no other choice.
In front of him, within reach, there is only Mia, staring down at him with a look sowhere between disgust and excitent.
As much as he is dying to reach out and touch her, he knows he cannot do it if he does not want to make her even angrier than she already is.
Having a blindfolded blowjob while tied up was frustrating... but this is a thousand tis worse! At least before I couldn’t move my hands, but now I can... only on Mia! And she’s perfectly capable of cutting them off if I dare touch her! And seeing her half naked above makes resisting even harder...
Damn Isabelle — when she was general of the Scarlet Army she must have been in charge of torture. I’m sure of it!
Chris and Mia exchange a look filled with both discomfort and pleasure.
He is dying to touch every centiter of her skin, while she longs to fall onto him and push her tongue into his mouth to resu the kiss Isabelle interrupted.
But fear stops him, and sha stops her.
They keep staring at each other, perhaps hoping the other will take the initiative, until his orgasm in Isabelle’s mouth finally marks the end of the punishnt.
Left alone now, Mia curls up with her knees pulled to her chest, shaken by a deep and frustrating sense of dissatisfaction.
Chris... you really are an idiot...
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