My Little Sister Is the Best F*p Material - Volume 2 Chapter 12: Bathing with my sister: Retry

Volume 2 Chapter 12: Bathing with my sister: Retry

After a breakup, the first thing a man tends to regret, sadly, is the loss of a sexual outlet. Within three days, his accumulated desire becomes too much to bear, and yet he can no longer send that familiar message to his ex, asking for a release. I believe that men’s lingering feelings for their exes are largely due to this sexual desire.

Or at least, that’s the case for me, as I feel no such attachment. I’m not particularly strong-willed, but my mental stability is anchored by my libido.

“Miyu, may I ask you something?”

“What is it?”

When I called out to her, Miyu replied only with her voice, still reading her magazine.

Miyu and I usually converse in the living room. My parents return home late, and since either of us prepares the meals, we mostly meet in the living room. Recently, Miyu has been staying in the sofa to read magazines instead of immediately returning to her room.

“I’ve broken up with Sachiko. Will our relationship return to how it was before?”

Since getting together with Sachiko, I haven’t had any proper sexual encounters with Miyu, except for that one time in the toilet. Now that I’m single again, I’m not sure how to gauge my distance from Miyu.

“Could you be more direct, please?”

“…I’ve been getting horny. What should I do?”

As requested, I rephrased my question, and Miyu put down her magazine, raising her familiar expressionless face to look at me.

“You could just do it yourself.”

I know, but…

“Is it difficult to get you to do it like before?”

“You mean, have me drink your semen, right?”

“Yeah, that’s what I mean.”

Miyu tends to be very precise with her words, but I know she doesn’t actually expect me to clarify my meaning. She’s just trying to sort out her feelings and set the mood by going through this questioning process. I’ve learned this from our past interactions.

“How long has it been since you last did it?”

This question only comes from someone who’s willing to help. My sister is very firm in saying “no” to things she doesn’t want, so I decided to simply give her the truth without any pretense.

“I haven’t done it for three days.”

“Then no.”

“What do you mean, ‘no’?”

“If you’ve been holding it in for three days, your semen is definitely going to be thick. I can only tolerate the bitterness of your semen for a day. If you want me to drink it, you should’ve released it earlier.”

Damn, so that’s what she meant. But if I haven’t been holding it in, she’ll drink it, right? Then I just need to ejaculate first. It’s a waste to simply throw away the semen I’ve been saving.

“What about doing it in the bath again…”

When I expressed my desire to use my sister for release, Miyu narrowed her eyes and glared at me. She wasn’t scolding me for wanting to ejaculate; it seemed like she was referring to something else.

“I want to get over my dependence on my sister. But if my relationship with Miyu also returns to zero, it’ll be a bit tough on me mentally.”

After breaking up with Sachiko, I tried to manage my sexual desires without relying on my sister. However, the only methods left for me were either to ejaculate while being watched by my sister or to masturbate while fantasizing about her sexy body. Continuing to masturbate alone wasn’t an easy task.

“It’s fine, but…”

Even as she pouted, Miyu forgave me. She seemed to be aware that she had implanted this peculiar semen-drinking fetish in me, and she even seemed to feel responsible for my increasing sexual desires.

“Just keep in mind that I might stop doing this for you someday.”

Miyu gave me this half-hearted warning. From her tone, it almost sounded like there was a slight possibility that she would continue doing this forever.

“I’ll prepare myself gradually.”

Miyu seemed satisfied with my answer, and since it was already late at night, we decided to take a bath together. It was already late, but we had to be careful about the timing, as it would be difficult to explain our circumstances if our parents saw us bathing together.

We each brought our own clothes into the bathroom, and then I was promptly kicked out of the changing room, with Miyu entering the bath first. Even after all that, she still felt embarrassed to be seen changing into her clothes.

Then, from the bathroom, I heard the thrilling words, “You can come in now, Onii-chan,” and I entered the bathroom, stripping off my clothes.

There was naked Miyu—as expected in a bath—and I had an erection, having gone three days without ejaculating. As always, my sister had thin limbs but full, soft breasts. Being very fair-skinned, the visual effect of her inflated body made her look even curvier.

“You shouldn’t look at your sister with such lustful eyes.”

Impossible to do otherwise in this situation.

“If you’re hard, just go ahead and release it.”

Miyu got on her knees again, waiting for me to ejaculate. Perhaps there was a misunderstanding in our understanding.

“Aren’t you going to give me a handjob?”

“I won’t. What do you take your little sister for?”

Miyu scolded me calmly and expressionlessly. She has no resistance to processing semen, yet she adamantly refuses to make me ejaculate. However, in this situation, I couldn’t help but think that this sister of mine might just go with the flow.

“Do you want me to make you ejaculate painfully, like in the toilet?”

Miyu’s cold, piercing voice made my penis twitch upwards. Embarrassingly, I get erect whenever I hear her deep voice.

“P-please don’t make it seem like I trained you to be a masochist!”

“Sorry.”

Even if that were true, there are some things I must apologize for.

“Why do you think your little sister would even give you a handjob?”

Miyu’s argument is correct, but only if we were in a non-sexual relationship.

“You see, with that one time you used the onahole on me, and you drank my semen. It’s all so confusing for me.”

No one would ever think that a little sister who receives ejaculation in her mouth would refuse to give a handjob. Anyone would want to test how far they can go. Especially when it’s a loli-cute sister with big breasts.

“Umm… that’s…”

And when it comes to this topic, Miyu becomes strangely hesitant. In other words, Miyu is aware of the inconsistency in her actions. The result is that she can drink semen but refuses to make me ejaculate.

“Let’s do this then.”

When Miyu can’t come up with an excuse, she tends to compromise on my sexual proposals. Even if I don’t understand her true intentions, this is one of the cute things about Miyu.

“Today only, I’ll specially wash your body for you. And if you want to release it, go ahead and do it.”

She was rather vague about it. If she’s going to do all that, why not just give me a handjob? It seemed like Miyu didn’t have a problem as long as she could maintain the pretense of not giving me a handjob. In other words, it’s a soap play, performed by my real little sister.

“Stop thinking about perverse thoughts. Here, stand in front of the shower.”

Miyu guided me to the shower, and after letting me wash my hair first, she took the soap and net and stood behind me. She wet the net with hot water, lathered the soap, and then applied it to various parts of my body. It was a weak acidic soap, different from the body soap I usually use. Indeed, it was more suitable for play.

“Fuh… okay.”

Miyu took a deep breath, made up her mind, and began washing my body with her bare hands. Starting from the top, she first extended her lustrous fingers, which were also naked, to my arms, just like mine. After finishing with my arms, she moved on to my neck, back, and sides, and finally, her hands reached the front of my body.

“Uhh… ngg…”

The moment Miyu’s hand rubbed my nipple, I couldn’t help but let out a sound. Miyu’s gentle touch made my entire body, which had become hypersensitive, a mass of erogenous zones.

“Don’t make weird noises.”

This was just a body wash. It was not an erotic play. It was a heartwarming interaction between brother and sister, family members.

“Ugh, why do I have to do this…”

Miyu muttered irritably, then washed the bubbles from my knees to my lower legs, leaving only my genital area clean. There was no time left to prepare myself mentally. I was getting tense.

“Well, I’m going to do it. But I’m washing your body, so don’t tell me to stop or go faster, okay?”

“I-I won’t. I’ll just release it on my own, and it’ll be quick.”

“I’m glad that Onii-chan is an early ejaculator for once.”

“Please don’t say things that would hurt me.”

With Sachiko, we could have sex for a considerable amount of time. If it weren’t for Miyu, I wouldn’t be an early ejaculator. Unless I was being verbally abused in a similar voice to Miyu’s, I would never lose control of my ejaculation.

“Alright, I’m going to do it now. If you’re going to release it, then release it.”

“Ah, I know… haa… be more… gentle… uh… Guhu…”

Miyu’s soap handjob began with a simultaneous attack on my balls and shaft. From the perspective of quickly making me ejaculate, it was a natural way to wash my body, but my body, which was already hypersensitive, twitched and shook in response to the sudden pleasure.

“Ahh, Miyu, ahh, that’s… it’s too good…!!”

“Shh, don’t moan.”

“But… this is… haa… ahh, ahh…”

Shh, shh, Miyu’s hand moved back and forth, and the fingers and wrists, coated with the slippery soap, rubbed the scrotum like a tongue.

“Ahh, Miyu!!”

There was no way I could stop making noises. Miyu’s handjob was too pleasurable, and despite standing with my legs spread open, being washed in such a pathetic position, I was thrusting my hips back and forth.

“Don’t make such lewd movements… It’s like I’m the one doing something erotic to you…! You’re always having a good time, aren’t you? It’s making me angry.”

There’s nothing I can do about it, given that this is a soap play. Being caressed by Miyu’s hand on my balls and shaft, I was already being pushed to the limit of ejaculation, even though it had only been a few minutes.

“Haa, haa, ahh… uhh, ahh… I’m cumming, Miyu… haa, ahh… I’m cumming… ahh, ahh…!!”

Buru buru bururu, bibi, pyu, pyu—!!

The semen I had been saving for three days began to spurt out from the urethral opening with great force, guided by Miyu’s handjob.

“I told you, you don’t have to announce it every time.”

“Sorry. It felt too good.”

“I give up. You’ve released it anyway.”

“Uhm… about that…”

My penis was still erect, as if it hadn’t ejaculated at all. Miyu, who was still holding the shaft in her hand, knew this, but she wanted to finish it, so her expression was very dissatisfied.

“Okay, okay, you haven’t been washed enough, right?”

Even so, Miyu’s good-natured personality made her continue. She resumed the motion of milking my penis, and the hand that had been massaging my balls now moved further back. The tip of her slender finger barely entered the indentation of my anus.

“Ahh… ahh…!!”

I was forced to make moaning sounds. It was no longer my fault that Miyu, who was ordering me to hold back my voice, was subjecting me to such intense sexual stimulation.

“Miyu, ahh… it really feels good… ngg, ngaa…!!”

“I’m just washing your body, so don’t say it feels good.”

“But, Miyu… haa… Miyu’s hand feels too good… ng, ahh… I’m going to come out again…!!”

If you want to ejaculate, go ahead and do it. Miyu, taking advantage of the lack of friction from the soap, gripped my shaft with all her might and began to vigorously jerk it off.

“Ahh… Miyu… I’m cumming…!! I’m cumming, I’m cumming… I’m cumming, I’m cumming…!!”

Byuu, byuu, byuu, and more semen spurted out, covering the bathroom walls in a layer of white liquid. Even though my penis’s ejaculatory movement had ended and I should have released everything, the throbbing in my testicles didn’t subside.

“Haa, haa… Miyu… ahh… your hand, keep it like that… haa, ahh, ahh, ahh…!!”

I imagined Miyu’s tubular hand as a vagina and rubbed my penis against it, thrusting my hips multiple times.

“No, that’s not allowed! Stop it, stop it! Such a lewd act…”

Miyu scolded me while maintaining the shape of her hand, and my penis was thrusting into her hand. No matter how much she scolded me, my sexual desire could no longer be stopped, and I continued to piston my penis, heading straight for ejaculation.

“Miyu… uhh… Miyu…!! I’m cumming… I’m going to come out like this… ahh, ahh, uahh, haa, I’m cumming… I’m cumming…!!”

Byukuh, byukuh, byukuh, byururuuruu—-!

With Miyu’s handjob, I came to the point of exhaustion, and my penis finally went limp, pointing downward, amidst a fatigue akin to that after an all-out sprint. In the now quiet bathroom, a keen ringing in my ears made me realize just how loudly I had been panting.

“Mou…!”

Miyu pointed at the bathroom wall, her expression one of indignation. There, splattered like cream stew, was a large amount of semen.

“What is this ridiculous amount? You know, right? You were trying to make me drink that.”

As it was semen that had accumulated over three days, I had thought to have Miyu drink it, but indeed, being fed such a quantity would be unbearable. I’m sorry for that.

“I do feel sorry.”

“Do you really?”

“Of course. That’s why I’ll apologize.”

“Then let’s see about that.”

Unexpectedly, Miyu seemed unbothered. Was she not angry about having her hand used as an onahole, or did she just not want to bring it up anymore?

“How about I wash Miyu’s body?”

In response to my proposal, Miyu gave me a cold look.

“Do you think there’s such a reward for someone who ejaculates as they please?”

“You’re right.”

She was indeed angry, but only to a small degree, as if I had made a minor blunder.

“That’s enough. Get into the tub, Onii-chan.”

“Yes.”

Scolded by my sister, I quietly immersed myself in the bathtub. It’s one of those mysterious things about this sister of mine that she doesn’t leave the bathroom after all that’s happened. Because of the possibility that she might actually be forgiving me, I keep seeing Miyu as a sexual object.

Miyu, sitting on a chair, gently caresses my skin with bubbles, just as she had done to me earlier. Her slender body is in contrast to the curves of her full hips and lower breasts, which stir up male lust.

“Onii-chan, please close your eyes until I finish showering.”

Such an unreasonable request. I thought to myself that I should at least be able to see her washing her body… but then I realized that all that was left were delicate areas like her groin and chest. I understood that I shouldn’t see any further.

“I understand. I won’t look.”

As I closed my eyelids and faced forward, I heard the sound of Miyu scrunching up the net to make bubbles again. She was washing my front and back clefts. She probably reached out with her own hand, making sure to insert her fingers to clean thoroughly.

Does Miyu masturbate too? I think she made some suggestive comments about it, but I’m not sure. Maybe, while I was playing an eroge and jerking off my penis in the room next to hers, Miyu was indulging in her own filthy pleasures, playing with her holes.

The thought excites me. That’s bad. My penis is getting hard again. Miyu is turning on the shower to rinse off the bubbles on her body. I want to jerk off and feel good before this fantasy leaves my head.

“Fuh…”

I move my hands secretly and slightly, so as not to be noticed by Miyu. I was planning to stop immediately once the shower sound stopped. Even after more than five minutes had passed in my estimation, the shower continued to flow as I masturbated with Miyu’s naked body as my treat.

Perhaps… My hands stopped at the sudden anxiety, and at that moment, the shower also stopped. When I opened my eyes cautiously, I saw Miyu sitting on the edge of the bathtub. She had no expression on her face.

“Umm… This is…”

“That water is for your little sister to use later.”

“I, I didn’t release it, though.”

“That’s right. Good job.”

Miyu ended the conversation in a tone she might use with a child, and my masturbation went unquestioned. I’m probably used to these kinds of interactions by now. My sister’s broad-mindedness is a relief.

“So you won’t take the same position as before?”

Miyu didn’t come between my knees, but instead, she made herself small in front of me.

“It’s a matter of emotional distance.”

“I see. That’s a bit lonely. I’m sorry.”

“D-Don’t get so down. I was just kidding.”

It was a joke? I thought it was a pretty realistic possibility.

Miyu folded her knees and hid her crotch, holding her arms around her breasts so that her nipples were not visible to me. It was a bit extreme for hiding her private parts.

“Miyu has a beautiful body, so why are you so embarrassed to be seen?”

Even when she comes out of the changing room, Miyu tries to hide her naked body from her family. She should be more confident about her body, which she has worked hard to achieve.

“There are parts that girls are just embarrassed about no matter how much effort we put in.”

Miyu further hid her chest and crotch by shrinking her body. Could she be referring to her bald pussy and big breasts? No, that can’t be. Those two are the most attractive parts of Miyu’s body.

“Nevermind, It’s a bit embarrassing to be facing you. Onii-chan, open your front.:

Miyu eventually settled in front of me, one way or another. If only it wasn’t a joke that it was a matter of emotional distance, I would have been even happier.

“Touching your breasts is forbidden, right?”

“Breasts, or rather…”

“Can I touch your legs or put my arm around your stomach?”

“Umm… I won’t get mad if it’s not a weird place…”

It seems that touching is allowed as long as it’s not a sensitive area, but Miyu still seemed to want to say something.

“You know, Onii-chan, I think I told you before. I’m the kind of person who gets invited on dates and confessed to.”

Miyu’s complaint was about how I was doing whatever I wanted with her body, which many men desire. The men who have confessed to Miyu must have dreamed of the same kind of skinship that I have been doing, while looking at her voluptuous bust size.

I’m not even allowed to touch her breasts at will. Still, for schoolboys, the fact that Miyu, who always keeps her distance from people, is having her raw skin touched in the bath, is probably an ideal situation.

“Could you forgive me as a special privilege of being your older brother?”

“Actually, that’s the only thing I can forgive.”

It’s strange that it’s something that can be forgiven. As I was about to comment on that in my mind, Miyu looked down at her reflection in the water, her expression dejected.

.there”

“N-No, that’s not true. Miyu is cute and beautiful. Just being with you heals me. You are precious and unique to me…”

I hurriedly connected my words. There was a bit of embarrassment, but since they were all true, they came out smoothly.

“Hmm.”

Miyu leaned against me and rested her face on my shoulder.

“Praise me more.”

“Umm… well…”

Even being praised, it shouldn’t be pleasing unless it’s by a man she likes. I was taken aback by Miyu’s unexpected enthusiasm. However, if that’s what she wants, I’ll praise her as much as I can.

“You’re also good at cooking and sewing. It’s a man’s dream to have a cute, petite girl like Miyu be so good at domestic work.”

I find her hard work adorable.

“More.”

Miyu demanded a continuation in a haughty voice.

“And, talking to you, it’s calming. I like your calmness. Your voice is good too. It’s like a sense of security, I guess. Your words are trustworthy, so I want to talk about anything with you. Just talking to you heals me. And, above all, you’re the cutest in the world.”

Due to my lack of vocabulary, the last part was a repeat. No matter how I try to dress up my words, Miyu is the cutest and most healing being in the world, so everything else is just a bonus.

“Is it more than with Kanade-san?”

Suddenly, Miyu asked a serious question. Miyu probably wanted to point out a contradiction in my excessive praise because she recognizes the super-beautiful Yamamoto Kanade.

“Can I be honest?”

“Of course.”

“Miyu is cuter. No matter how many times or how often I’m asked, that’s what I’ll answer.”

Miyu didn’t ask any further questions in response to my answer. After I finished expressing my true feelings, Miyu moved away from my arm and returned to the opposite side.

“I see.”

Miyu narrowed her eyes and looked down at me with a hot, relaxed expression. Then, without saying a word, about a minute passed.

“I’m starting to feel weird, so I’ll leave now.”

Miyu left the bathtub, making big waves in the water, and hid her private parts.

“Umm… I’m sorry! Did I say something weird?”

Miyu didn’t answer my question. She stepped into the changing room, opened the bathroom door, and froze there for a few seconds again. Then, she turned to me with an expression that seemed both frustrated and longing.

“Don’t come to my room today.”

Miyu closed the bathroom door before I could say anything.

I didn’t mean to hurt Miyu. However, since she specifically ordered me not to come to her room, which I rarely do anyway, there must have been something I should have reflected on.

“I don’t understand at all.”

I was left alone in the bathtub, and I spent the time until the sound of Miyu drying her hair with a dryer disappeared without feeling much anxiety, just blankly.