My Little Sister Is the Best F*p Material - Volume 3 Chapter 4: Little Sister's Sexy Temptation, Hellish Ejaculation Management

Volume 3 Chapter 04: Little Sister’s Sexy Temptation, Hellish Ejaculation Management – “No Ejaculation for You, Onii-chan” Part 1

The last Friday before summer break. An anomaly had appeared in my school life.

Takanami wasn’t talking to me. In fact, all the boys in the class seemed to be acting distant. The girls, on the other hand, were even kinder than usual, and the world seemed to have been turned upside down.

“Hey, about the summer homework range…”

During the break, I turned to Takanami, who was facing the window.

“What is it?”

Takanami rested his elbows on the desk and growled at me in a low voice.

“I just wanted to return the notebook I lent you before, since it overlaps with the material we’re covering now.”

“Huh? Is that all? … Rather, don’t you have something else to say first?”

“I can’t think of anything. What’s up all of a sudden?”

I couldn’t think of anything to hide, except for my little sister. But I hadn’t told anyone about that, and if the rumor spread, I would be disliked by the girls, not the boys. I was thinking about what had happened, when Takanami sighed, his shoulders drooping.

“Damn it, why is that? We’re friends, aren’t we?”

“I think so, too.”

“Then come on, come on!”

Takanami spread his hands and urged me, “Come on! Come on!” but I couldn’t produce something that didn’t exist. I also asked Suzuhara for help, but he insisted that it was my fault, and seemed to support Takanami’s accusations until I confessed myself.

“More importantly, Sotomichi, you made a game account for the offline meetup, right? I’ll help you level up quickly, so make sure to progress to a certain extent before the meetup.”

Suzuhara was the only one whose attitude hadn’t changed. It seemed that his summer plans were much more important.

“I’ll play the game, but I haven’t said I’ll go to the offline meetup yet.”

Even though I had no intention of going, Suzuhara still recommended the game to me, and I had been forced to install the game app. “Majo Maru,” a side-scrolling game with cute character designs. An RPG that combined the concepts of magical girls and animals, it was said to be popular with women because it didn’t have a strong sexual appeal.

“Even if you don’t want to make a girlfriend, we still need people. There’s no way you’ll be busy every day during summer, right?”

“Huh? No, I mean…”

I never said I didn’t want to make a girlfriend, and I don’t remember talking about suddenly becoming busy during summer break. This lack of communication might also be related to Takanami’s silence. I was becoming more and more curious.

However, Takanami just said he would wait until I told him the truth, and then he left. I couldn’t bring myself to consult anyone about this vague story, and after my conversation with Suzuhara ended, I decided to return home, carrying my doubts with me.

“Welcome home, Onii-chan.”

Miyu greeted me at the entrance when I returned home. We only greeted each other when we passed by, so it was unusual for her to come out of the living room on purpose. … Despite her seemingly virtuous behavior, her voice sounded cold to me. It must have been my imagination.

“I’m home.”

I was feeling a strange fatigue from school, so instead of going straight to my room, I sat on the sofa in the living room. Miyu went into the kitchen to start preparing dinner. It was unusual for her to start cooking while still wearing her uniform, as she was usually concerned about the transfer of odors.

Miyu’s black hair, which was carefully cared for every day, was straight and reached her waist. Her clear eyes, long eyelashes, and her beautiful posture, which she never unnecessarily bent, even at home.

She was becoming cuter every day. This morning, she said it was disgusting to get excited over her sister, but I could only see Miyu as a woman now. Besides, she didn’t seem to be as bothered by it as she said.

However, I needed to correct my relationship with Miyu as siblings, and other than making a girlfriend, I couldn’t think of any other solutions. So, I took out my smartphone and decided to play the game. I wasn’t very enthusiastic about it, but on second thought, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to go to the offline meetup.

“What are you doing?”

Miyu sat next to me after finishing her preparations. The floral scent that still lingered in her hair, even in the evening, and the scent of detergent on her fingertips, mixed with the unique heat emitted from a girl’s high body temperature.

“A game app. A friend recommended it to me.”

Just being next to her made my heart race. And she was leaning in to look at the screen, so we were close. This was bad. I was already getting hard just from Miyu’s scent, and I hadn’t even thought about making a girlfriend yet.

“Hmm.”

Miyu showed no interest, but she didn’t move away from me. In fact, she touched my shoulder while staring at the display. It was difficult to play the game, but I didn’t want to waste this opportunity for skinship with Miyu, so I decided to focus on advancing the story mode.

At the beginning of the game, leveling up was quick, and you could progress without spending any money. The story also needed to be followed carefully, so I had to play for a considerable amount of time.

“Are you having fun?”

Miyu asked me as she watched my fingers move across the screen.

“Well, more than I thought.”

As it was popular with women, the story and character development were well-crafted. It was no wonder it was a popular work that attracted people to the offline meetup.

“Do you play this kind of thing, Miyu?”

I had never seen Miyu play a game, but she might have some apps.

“I’ve never played it, but it looks fun.”

“Do you want to try it?”

“Yeah.”

Miyu took the smartphone from me and sat down on my knees, plopping her butt down on the sofa.

Why?

“Teach me how to play.”

Miyu tapped the standby screen of the game. Even though Miyu was small, her sitting on my knees blocked my view, so I had to turn my face to the side to see the display. It was a pretty tough posture, as it put a strain on my side muscles.

“Umm, let’s see…”

There was Miyu’s body temperature on my knees. And since she was wearing a uniform skirt, her bare legs were exposed. I was wearing slacks, so our skin didn’t touch, but I could still feel the warmth.

In front of me was the swelling of her chest, rumored to be a G cup. Miyu’s blouse, with only the first button undone, showed a glimpse of cleavage from this distance. It was too much stimulation for me, who was still not used to seeing her naked outside of the bath. If I got an erection, the expansion of my penis would push against Miyu’s crotch, so even in this situation, I wasn’t allowed to get excited.

“T-The key point is to manage the character’s health. When you flick like this, the character goes into recovery mode, and the tank with high health can quickly regain its health.”

“Hmm hmm.”

“And then…”

I continued to explain the controls, somehow maintaining my reason. The abdominal muscles were more difficult than I thought. Even though Miyu’s weight was pressing down on my knees, it was quite a load to try to avoid touching her body as much as possible. But this was good. The concentration of energy in my muscles was reducing the sensation in my groin, which was closer to Miyu than ever before.

“You can also move your arms, you know?”

Miyu, concerned about my awkward posture, suggested something incredible. If I did that, I might end up hugging her. I was trying to control my lust, so I wished she wouldn’t say that.

“I thought you were bad at skinship?”

“I am, but it’s okay now.”

Was this another of Miyu’s whims? Because she was concentrating on the game, her voice was completely flat. It was okay to hug her, then. I really would.

“W-Well, then don’t mind if I do…”

I put my arms around Miyu’s stomach, and the heat that spread throughout my body made the wedge that had been driven into the depths of my heart begin to wobble. It wasn’t just her hair. The blazer of her uniform, which she had worn countless times over two and a half years, was impregnated with Miyu’s scent. In addition, there was a faint trace of sweat on her neck. I had never smelled sweat on Miyu, who washed her face immediately after returning home, but now I could. The concentrated, rich fragrance of Miyu’s scent, which had soaked in during the summer heat, was entering the back of my nose.

“Miyu… I’m sorry…”

My reason was easily defeated by Miyu’s pheromones. In Miyu’s skirt, my glans slowly raised its head. In a semi-erect state, it was either the fabric of my slacks or Miyu’s butt that was holding it down.

“The boss appeared, but is it okay to do it the same way as normal?”

Miyu was ignoring my state of excitement and continuing to play the game. I couldn’t believe she hadn’t noticed my erection, but was it okay that I had gotten hard?

“The boss has a strong attack at certain times. If you put the other characters on standby according to the scene…”

The force with which I hugged Miyu gradually increased. I never imagined I would be able to get this close to Miyu. When we bathed together, it was skin-to-skin, but for some reason, I was more excited now, hugging her while wearing clothes.

“Haa… Haa…”

I couldn’t control my heavy breathing. The more excited I became, the stronger Miyu’s scent, and the more heat concentrated in my lower abdomen. I couldn’t stop pressing my crotch against her. Beyond the impersonal feeling of the fabric, there was definitely softness.

“Onii-chan.”

Miyu, without interrupting her battle with the boss, warned me about my reckless behavior.

“It’s hitting me, so stop.”

That was all Miyu said.

What did she mean by “hitting me”? I was intentionally pressing my groin against her, and I knew that the hardness of my erect penis was being transmitted. Even so, I was hugging Miyu and rubbing my lust against her.

In other words, did she mean, “Stop because it’s hitting my important part,” rather than, “Stop because  it’s hitting me”?

“Uhh… Haa… Haaa… Mi, Miyu…”

My blood boiled, and my erection was so hard it felt like my pants would tear. Even through the fabric, the tip of my penis was inside Miyu’s vagina.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I wanted to ejaculate while connected to Miyu. I didn’t care if I stained her panties. I was having sex with Miyu. Instead of a condom, we were wearing clothes.

This feeling of flesh at the tip. I was screwing my penis into Miyu’s honeypot, and Miyu was feeling it. In her vagina, my penis… The tingling sensation that was about to make me ejaculate. Oh, I can’t hold back, I’m going to cum…!

“Haa. You stupid brother.”

Just as I was about to ejaculate, Miyu released my arms and stood up. Miyu placed the smartphone on the sofa, and without showing any particular anger, she quietly finished preparing dinner.

I was unexpectedly not scolded. Still, when Miyu moved away from me, I also calmed down.

Hugging my sister, about to ejaculate… As a man who needed to make a girlfriend, I had to ejaculate and flush away these feelings.

I went to the toilet to calm my sexual desire. As I tried to take off my pants, I felt a sticky substance sliding on my finger when I touched the zipper.

“What’s this?”

Could I have ejaculated without realizing it? I checked my underwear, but there was no sign of it. The area around the urethral opening was soaked with pre-ejaculate, but I didn’t think it could penetrate the thick fabric of the pants, let alone the zipper.

“What…!?”

The way my heart jumped at that moment was so intense that it felt like it was about to burst. It was like a strong shock, like waking up just before falling off a bed, with thoughts racing through my head like a kaleidoscope.

The stain on my pants. It corresponded exactly to the area that had been in contact with Miyu’s thighs. This viscosity couldn’t be explained by sweat.

There was no doubt about it. It was Miyu’s love juice. And the amount of wetness that had soaked through her panties was incredible. Did she feel it? Being thrust from below by my penis. Miyu had been secretly overflowing with lustful liquid from her meat tube.

My hands wouldn’t listen to me. My body was craving Miyu’s bodily fluids. The smell, the taste, that had stained my pants.

“Uhh… Gaa…!!”

I was writhing in agony in the toilet, alone. I wanted to drown in Miyu’s shame and sink to the bottom of pleasure. I wanted to bury my nose in my pants, fill my lungs with air, and lick it. This was a chance to taste Miyu, which might never happen again. It was like the last meat of an endangered species, served in front of me, already cooked.

To eat it would be a sacrilege, rather than a sin. It would be a loss of something fundamental to humanity, built up since the dawn of time. This was part of Miyu’s vagina, my blood-related sister. Was it okay for me, her brother, to know its taste? Was it okay to invade a realm that not even God was allowed to enter?

“Ahh…”

I was holding my pants in my mouth before I realized it. The wet cloth that had absorbed Miyu’s lust. Like sucking the nectar from a flower planted in a hedge. My reason was too fragile in the face of this decadent sight.

A paradise spread behind my eyelids. My eyes were bulging, and my thoughts were flowing endlessly, but I didn’t know what I was thinking. I didn’t question the fact that I was taking off my pants and stroking my penis. I felt like I wasn’t myself.

“Ah… Ahh…”

I was like a vampire hungry for blood, or rather, like a zombie eating human flesh. I had tasted Miyu’s love juice. I was about to ejaculate. I didn’t care if the toilet got dirty. I wanted to unleash this sticky desire.

“Haa…!?”

Just before I ejaculated, I stopped my hand.

I had realized something.

My semen, which increased in volume with each ejaculation into Miyu’s mouth, was becoming denser in proportion to my excitement. The increase in ejaculation volume and viscosity not only provided stronger stimulation by rubbing the urethra, but also gave me a sense of superiority by making Miyu drink a lot of semen.

So, what about ejaculation in this state? No doubt, I would update the maximum amount of semen again. Even though it had been a lot, enough for Miyu to complain about, it was clear that this ejaculation would far exceed that.

Then, there was no way I could ejaculate in this state. It was not permissible to let go of this sexual desire, which was at its peak, without venting it on Miyu.

I quickly put on my pants and returned to the living room. I stood in front of Miyu, who was stirring the cream stew, without caring that my crotch was still wet with saliva.

“Miyu. I want you to drink my semen again.”

I said it without hesitation. Miyu took some cream stew onto a small plate to taste it, then took out pepper from a drawer and added it.

“I won’t drink it today.”

Miyu stirred the cream stew again with a ladle. I didn’t understand what she was saying. It was a different answer than I had expected. I thought Miyu would accept it with her usual compromising consent.

“I won’t take care of your semen today.”

“What do you mean by that…”

“What do I mean by what? It’s normal for a sister not to drink her brother’s semen, right?”

That’s true, but why now? If she was going to refuse for that reason, she should have done it from the beginning.

“Seriously? You won’t?”

“Seriously. I’m not in the mood today.”

“So, what about after tomorrow…”

“It’s up to how you’ll act, Onii-chan.”

Miyu took some stew onto her plate again and tasted it. This time, she seemed satisfied.

“It’s up to me…”

“Yes, it’s up to you, brother.”

Miyu put her hands on her hips and faced me. Of all days, today was a no. And the response for the days after tomorrow was also up to me. What did that mean? What should I do? Should I go back to my room and masturbate by myself? Even if I waited until tomorrow, there was no guarantee that she would drink it.

But I wanted to ejaculate. There might never be another day when I could enjoy Miyu’s love juice. Even if she didn’t drink it, I at least wanted to experience the best ejaculation sensation.

“I understand.”

I left the living room with a weak stride. I had no choice but to masturbate while enjoying Miyu again. … No, this pair of pants, does it still have Miyu’s taste? Maybe I can only feel my own saliva now. Besides, the amount of love juice was small to begin with. I must have already licked it all up.

“Damn it!”

Why didn’t I ejaculate then and there? I could have experienced the best ejaculation of my life. I was an idiot. There was no more of Miyu’s love juice left. Not even a trace, or its lingering scent. If only I had licked the love juice that was attached to the onahole when Miyu simulated sex with me.

“A, aah… No, there is…! There’s still some left!”

I turned around and ran back into the kitchen. Miyu had given me a hint this morning. From her pussy to my pants. There was another piece of fabric in between.

“Miyu! Panties! Give me your panties! The ones you’re wearing now!”

I knew I was going crazy.

That was the magic of Miyu, my sister.

“Huh? Panties?”

Miyu lifted the hem of her skirt a little with her fingers.

“Yes, those panties! And, if possible, I still want you to drink my semen…”

I knew it was an arrogant request. Still, I thought this was my last chance.

It was like confessing your love to your first love on your deathbed. No matter what the result, I wanted to fulfill it. Just one word, without caring about my true feelings, I wanted her to say “yes” out of compassion.

“I don’t want to drink it, but I’ll give you my panties.”

“Please, just…! Huh? Hmm? What did you just say?”

“I said, if you want my panties, I’ll give them to you. But I won’t drink your semen.”

My wish had reached the heavens.

“Those panties, I mean, not the ones you’ve washed…”

“Yeah. These, right?”

Miyu took off her skirt, putting her hands inside it, as if to say, “I know, I know.”

“A… Ah… Aaah…”

I was confused, even though I had asked for it. Why was she giving me her panties? Wasn’t this sister of mine crazy? I was erect, and I had openly stated that I wanted her to drink my semen. It was obvious that I was going to masturbate using her panties as a sexual aid.

Is this also one of those things? Once you’ve experienced it, you become less resistant, it’s Miyu’s usual softening? No, even then, what I’m looking for is the love juice attached to the panties, so the situation is completely different from when I masturbated using her panties.

“Even if I give them to you, you can’t make them your own. Give them back when you’re done.”

Miyu handed me the warm panties, adding a condition that didn’t really matter. There was no need to check it out. There was a stain along the crotch. The love juice that had leaked out when I inserted my penis was attached to the crotch in such an amount that it couldn’t be absorbed. It was a thick, dense love juice, Miyu’s love juice.

“Haaah… Suuuh… Nn… Aaah… Aaahh… Aaahh!!”

I knelt down right there and devoured them. Miyu was right in front of me. I ate my sister’s panties as if I had been fasting for three days. I put the crotch in my mouth, put my nose right above it, and covered my face with the rest of the fabric. All my sensory organs were dyed with Miyu’s color. (T/N: LOL)

I could see Miyu. Even the moist crotch that leaked such a lewd taste of Miyu’s honey came into sharp focus.

I can’t take it anymore, I’m going to ejaculate. I reach climax with the scent of Miyu’s panties and the taste of her love juice. Just burying my face in my sister’s underwear squeezes out all the semen in my balls.

“Fug, muug… Uh…!!”

My brain melted, and my penis began to contract violently.

At that moment, Miyu took the panties away from me.

“Onii-chan, you can’t do that here.”

“A, aah, wait! Just a little more!!”

The happiness that was rarely seen in human history slipped through my fingertips and disappeared into the distance.

“What do you mean by ‘just a little more’? You were about to cum just from smelling it?”

“Ugh… That’s…”

Of course. There’s no way a brother wouldn’t ejaculate from smelling his sister’s panties.

“I’ll put on a different pair of panties.”

Miyu placed the panties on my knees, then left the kitchen, leaving the pot on the stove. She peeked her head back in from the hallway.

“Stir the stew so it doesn’t burn.”

I was in a daze. I wanted to ejaculate. I just wanted to ejaculate. I wasn’t in the mood for dinner in this excited state.

“Onii-chan.”

Miyu spoke to me in a sharp voice, and I stood up weakly, as if I had been whipped.

Damn it. Maybe I should just finish ejaculating while Miyu is upstairs. Although the taste of Miyu is gone, I still have the second pleasure of ejaculating into her panties. Not an old piece of garbage that I’m going to throw away. I can ejaculate into Miyu’s panties, which she will continue to wear.

“There, in the kitchen, you know. If you do something unsanitary, I’ll burn you with the pot’s preheat.”

“I-I understand! I understand!”

I was also forbidden to masturbate while watching the pot. Then, I would eat dinner quickly and go back to my room to slowly masturbate. Since I was told to return it after I was done, I should be able to borrow the panties until I ejaculate.

“Aah… I want to ejaculate…”

I was dazed in front of the pot, thinking only about what would happen next. I wanted to soak Miyu’s panties with my semen. If I returned them, would Miyu wear them, even if they were old? If she did, wouldn’t that be the same as creampie?

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I noticed the steam rising from the pot, and the smell of burning, just after Miyu returned to the first floor and opened the living room door.