My Little Sister Is the Best F*p Material - Volume 9 Chapter 02: Why I Don’t Hate Drinking Onii-chan’s Semen

Volume 9 Chapter 02: Why I Don’t Hate Drinking Onii-chan’s Semen

After ejaculating, the excitement fades, the erection subsides, and lust vanishes temporarily. The so-called “sage mode” is a normal male function. I was one of those normal guys.

Until I started having sex with my sister.

(I want to cum… so horny…)

Struggling with elusive lust, I lay on my bed, staring at my phone. I opened the calendar-sharing app Miyu installed, hesitating with my thumb as I considered using it again today.

Lately, Miyu’s been getting me off with her mouth constantly. Losing the vigor I took for granted has shaken my confidence in sex, a big reason for this. Unlike other girls, Miyu finds satisfaction in my ejaculation rather than her own stimulation, so it’s not an issue in that sense…

Still, my old libido was surely appealing to girls. Miyu’s gift of relentless stamina made me the desirable guy I am. Going back to “normal” libido isn’t thrilling. I need to reclaim that strong erection. I haven’t seen Miyu in her raw, lustful mode in ages. Making my serious sister fall into erotic abandon feels like my mission as her brother.

(Might as well have Miyu get me off today too.)

This erectile issue isn’t my fault, and until I recover, we should support each other as lovers. Touching Miyu’s boobs gets me hard, and my cock returns to its full size. The only problems are the thin semen and fading stamina. I’m so close to fixing it.

(Today at 6 p.m. Blowjob, quick finish. Boobs too, hopefully…)

I entered the schedule in the app. It allows “shared events” that require approval. A notification should’ve hit Miyu’s phone by now, and she’ll decide whether to accept. After five minutes, she approved.

The app just sends a notification, so it doesn’t interrupt her studying. It’s a small difference compared to begging in her room, but as lovers aiming for a deep daily life, protecting private time matters.

I killed time with games and videos on my phone. In half an hour, Miyu would come to blow me. What does she feel when approving these requests? She’s never initiated sex herself.

At 6 p.m., I lay on my bed, lower half exposed. Knock, knock. Miyu checked the room after I permitted entry. Wearing a plain T-shirt and flared skirt—her usual after-school outfit—she saw my exposed cock, entered, and climbed onto the bed.

Sitting cross-legged at my feet, her T-shirt revealed the darker shade of her nipples, no bra underneath. Probably to save time knowing I’d grope her, but it’s sexier than being topless. I half-wished she’d come naked, but her mysterious shame about showing skin, even as lovers, is cute.

Leaning forward for a blowjob, she took my half-erect cock in her mouth. I reached out, lifted her T-shirt, and supported her boobs from below.

Her lips formed a ring, sliding slowly up and down my shaft. As she lowered her head, my cock sank into her mouth; as she pulled up, my swollen tip peeked out, the lewd act sending visual and physical pleasure from my cock through my body. No wet juru juru sounds—just her soft “nn…” exhale through her nose when my twitching shaft hit her throat.

I lay back, legs spread, while Miyu propped herself on her elbows, curling forward, sucking my cock eagerly with her mouth full. If I stood behind her, I’d see her round ass sticking out. Since our hot spring date, she’s worn shorter skirts at home, so squatting would reveal her wrinkled panties from below.

Such erotic fantasies increased blood flow to my cock, making it twitch harder. Miyu sped up her sucking, struggling with the pulsing shaft. Feeling the edge of climax, I mischievously tweaked her nipples. She squirmed in pleasure, nearly letting my cock slip out, but stubbornly kept sucking.

The intermittent stimulation made my balls tighten sharply. The signal to cum surged from my brain, and with the friction of semen in my urethra, my mood soared. Our eyes met as she glanced up, and I came in her mouth while staring into her gaze.

My cock’s base pulsed bikun bikun outside her mouth. Despite the semen’s thinness, a decent amount poured in, yet Miyu just stared at me with a faintly flushed, stoic face. I watched until my ejaculation finished, and she sucked me clean.

“…Fuu… Thanks.”

Miyu blinked in response. With a noticeable gokuri, she swallowed, then left without a word.

Booking a blowjob naturally led to this flow. She’s not upset, and I’m not dissatisfied. It’s not something to brag about, but Miyu likes being used for sexual relief, almost like a tool. This one-sided lust-pushing is part of our sibling dynamic.

After she got me off, I just waited for dinner. Mom’s been coming home early, so I haven’t cooked lately.

We eat before 7 p.m. since Miyu wants to manage her figure. She knows this best.

“Miyu-chan’s late. She’s upstairs, right?”

“If she hasn’t left, yeah. I saw her earlier.”

At dinnertime, Miyu didn’t come downstairs. She’s usually in the living room by evening, so Mom doesn’t call her, but today we’d have to.

When I book Miyu for a cum session via the app, she’ll reject or reschedule if it’s inconvenient. If she was studying or had plans, she’d have said so.

“Miyu, dinner’s ready. Not eating?”

I knocked on her door. Her period isn’t due yet, and she seemed fine during the blowjob, so it’s not likely she’s unwell.

“What? Making a fuss when I’m busy.”

It took five minutes for her to open the door, just enough to show her face, slightly flushed.

“So, dinner…”

She was hiding behind the door, but definitely naked. Clearly in the middle of something intense. Breathing heavily, she glared at me, annoyed.

“You could’ve messaged me.”

“I did.”

“Huh? No way…”

She was shocked, but I’d sent multiple messages, respecting her privacy as much as I could.

“Didn’t notice. But if you’d said dinner, I’d have replied through the door and come right away.”

“I said it a few times.”

“Ugh, mmu…”

Miyu didn’t respond to messages or my calls. Dinner’s always at the same time, so I assumed our smart Miyu wouldn’t start masturbating right before. My bad for assuming, but she did. And that’s partly my fault for not satisfying her lust.

“Good you’re not sick. Sorry for interrupting.”

“It’s fine.”

She acts less bothered by these sexy mishaps than she says.

“I’ll go eat.”

“I’ll change and come. Let’s go together.”

“No rush. I’ll cover with Mom. You need to… finish up to eat, right?”

I tried to be considerate, but she just shot me a miffed look.

“I already finished, so I’m good.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll wait.”

She came out fully dressed in a bra and camisole. We went to the living room, ate, and faced another night together.

After bathing, brushing teeth, and changing into pajamas, it’s bedtime. Living together, I’d love a unique routine, but we’re just close siblings here, so sharing a bed is the extent of it.

“Random thought, but maybe we should make time to do stuff alone?”

Late at night, as Miyu lay on my bed and I gazed at my cute sister, basking in joy, the dinner incident sparked a concern.

“Why?”

“Well, after dinner, we usually hang out in the same room, right? That leaves you little time for solo stuff, just a bit after coming home. Lust probably peaks at night, so it might be inconvenient for you.”

“Makes sense.”

Miyu hugged my pillow to her chest. She’s too shy to ask for sex even when horny, so ensuring her masturbation time is probably more important than I realize.

“I get off with you daily, so I’m fine. But you only relieve yourself occasionally, so not being able to when you want must suck, right?”

“…Hm? What?”

Not listening, or embarrassed by the topic, she tilted her head, playing dumb while lying down.

“Like, interrupting your occasional masturbation must be annoying.”

“Oh… Yeah, sometimes.”

Her response was curt. She finds this topic hard, but we need to discuss it seriously for the future.

“When you swallow my cum, you get horny, right?”

“Yup.”

“I’ve been having you blow me a lot lately. That’s why you were doing it before dinner, right?”

“No disagreement.”

Her reaction’s oddly flat. I’m trying to have a serious talk, so why?

“Why bring this up now?”

“Uh… well…”

I know I’m making things tough for Miyu by not being able to have proper sex. For her, who only gets in the mood when I’m turned on, half-hearted penetration or forced foreplay doesn’t satisfy. So, for now, she’ll have to handle things herself, and I want to create an environment where she can masturbate comfortably. When I was puzzled by her “why now” comment, Miyu suddenly mumbled, “Oh, that’s what you meant,” as if something clicked.

“What’s up?”

When I asked, she sat up on the bed’s edge, still clutching my pillow.

“Nothing. Your non-interference is actually something I like. Just keep things as they’ve been, and I’ll be fine.”

“As they’ve been… like, the same as always?”

“Yup. The same.”

“Alright, if you say so.”

“Just focus on getting back to normal sex.”

Miyu ended the talk, patting the mattress.

It was her signal to sleep together.

“Then give me my pillow back.”

“Ugh… it’s kinda embarrassing, so I’ll sleep with it tonight.”

She placed the pillow she’d been hugging to her chest on the bed and lay down. Our pillows are simple, just red and blue lines on each side, so it doesn’t matter who uses which. Except for the fact she’d been pressing it to her boobs.

“For my libido recovery, can I use the pillow warmed by Miyu’s touch?”

“Knew you’d say that. No way I’m giving it up.”

She’s so stubborn about the weirdest things. She’ll let me suck or grope her boobs but still gets shy about her scent or body heat.

I climbed over her to the other side of the bed, against the wall—not because of my bad sleeping habits but at her request. Something about the wall making it hard to sleep, I guess.

We snuggled under the same blanket, lying face-to-face. My bed’s just a slightly oversized single, but a queen-sized blanket prevents any tug-of-war. Sure, separate blankets would be easier, but this fulfills our sibling desire to share.

“Miyu.”

I stroked her head, brushing a strand of her long hair to her waist.

“I love you.”

I haven’t been able to show it physically lately, so I wanted to at least say it.

“Nf. What’s with you, Onii-chan?”

She giggled at my sudden closeness, then nestled into my chest.

“I love you too.”

Her smile was clear even in the dark. When I leaned for a kiss, she tensed, closed her eyes, and waited. Our lips met in a simple, dry kiss.

“You get so nervous when I try to kiss you.”

“Well, duh.”

She turned her gaze aside, arms folded awkwardly.

“It’s fine to be lovey-dovey before the weekend, but if every goodnight kiss gets us worked up, we’ll be sleep-deprived.”

“My libido’s been off lately, so we’re good.”

“Says the guy making his sister blow him daily.”

“Sorry about that.”

No matter how thin my cum gets, I still want to ejaculate once a day. I’ve learned these past weeks that wanting sex with a girl and wanting to cum are separate urges.

“Sorry I can’t give you proper sex. I’m getting off with your mouth, but you’re stuck doing it alone.”

“Mm. Honestly, even if your libido returns, I kinda want to keep things as they are for a bit.”

“Is that genuine, not just you being nice?”

When I asked, she nodded. “Yup.”

“I’m just gonna say it.”

Blushing visibly even in the dark, she continued softly.

“It’s a body thing. When I do it alone after swallowing… it’s… like, my mind goes blank when I cum. It’s intense.”

She whispered her secret hesitantly. Given our “why now” exchange, she’s been having those mind-blowing solo sessions almost daily. She’s got a kinky habit of using her loli-cosplay self as material, but her love for masturbation likely started after handling my sexual needs. Asking when it began feels too cruel.

“That good, huh?”

“Pretty much.”

“No way, but… that’s not why you fell for me, right?”

“That’s a tough question.”

A tough question?

“It’s not the direct reason I fell for you, but I won’t deny it’s part of why I did what I did back then.”

“Were you ever swallowing on purpose?”

“For solo stuff?”

“Yeah.”

“Nah, definitely not. …Not.”

Okay, good. Not that it’d be bad if she did.

“I’ve got one thing to say.”

“What?”

“Guys love girls who masturbate a lot. So, I love you even more now.”

“Hmph. Is that so?”

Hiding her embarrassment with a curt reply, when I casually asked, “Every day?” she nodded slightly, adding, “More or less.”

“Miyu.”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, even if I’m this kind of sister.”

Her shy look was adorable, so I kissed her again, this time a wet kiss with tongues entwined. When we parted, her lonely expression wasn’t the raw, lustful mode of before but a girlish, maiden-like one.

“Lately, you stay so rational during kisses.”

“You’re off your game. Don’t you feel less excited kissing me too?”

“Now that you mention it, yeah. Maybe… your mouth feels cooler than usual?”

In my memory, Miyu’s mouth is always burning hot, making kisses and blowjobs instantly arousing. Lately, it’s been cooler, so kisses haven’t sparked the urge for sex.

“They say kisses reveal your partner’s condition. Honestly, your kisses haven’t been as tasty lately, so I’m not that excited either.”

So they were tasty before? True, our past kisses felt almost sweet, but now it’s like rolling hard water on my tongue.

Being able to kiss without uncontrollable lust is good for us as lovers. But I prefer the Miyu who avoids kisses because they make her too horny.

“Let’s sleep then.”

“Okay.”

Thinking too hard might make me unable to get it up again. Shaking off that worry, I decided to sleep early.

“Onii-chan.”

Miyu called me. When I opened my eyes, she cupped my face and kissed me.

“Goodnight.”

With that, she dove under the blanket, hiding her face.

Having such a cute sister makes me so happy.

I want to make her happy too.

So, this weekend, we’ll definitely have passionate, intense sex…

“—Nn, nn… huh?”

I woke in the middle of the night. The clock showed just before 3 a.m. Despite crashing hard, I woke early. The reason was obvious: an ache in my groin.

(Ugh… why am I so horny…?)

Was it too much kissing? Or is my libido not fully satisfied by Miyu’s blowjobs? Either way, her sucking isn’t cutting it.

(I can’t ask her to get me off at this hour. She’d probably be into it, but it’s awkward to ask.)

Miyu slept facing the bed’s edge, breathing softly, her closed eyes framed by neatly winged lashes. Below her pretty face, her massive breasts, even lying on her side, bulged in her pajamas, never failing to captivate.

I’m spoiled by such a cute sister, yet my body’s still unsatisfied. Not knowing why, just gazing at Miyu’s sleeping form ramps up my lust, and soon my eyes are wide awake.

(Miyu… why are you so cute…)

The feeling of finding a girl adorable and the urge to have sex are inseparable. No matter how long I stare, Miyu’s just too cute. If she weren’t the type to enjoy being used as a sexual outlet, she’d have dumped me long ago.

Her body’s curves are clear even under the blanket. Pulling it aside reveals her silky pajamas hugging her feminine lines. She’s wearing culottes, and through them, black lace panties matching her night bra peek out.

(So sexy… Miyu’s pussy while she’s asleep… I’m her boyfriend, so it’s fine to take a look, right?)

Sleeping on her side with one knee forward, the wide hem of her culottes makes it easy to slip a finger in and shift her panties. Just staring at her crotch makes my cock painfully hard, and I can’t hold back my sexual curiosity anymore.

(I don’t care how mad she gets later… right now, maybe…!)

My balls ache like they’re brimming with semen, the same feeling as when I used to shoot thick loads into Miyu.

It’s coming back. Seeing Miyu’s pussy.

With no hesitation, I slip a finger into her panties, revealing her labia hidden by the sheer crotch. As the term suggests, her thick, closed lips form a perfect, hairless slit, pristine without a hint of discoloration.

Such alluring lips make me want to kiss them. But not while she’s asleep—when she’s awake. It’s not fear of licking without permission. I want to see that Miyu, who swats away my attempts at cunnilingus like a bug, writhing in pleasure while aware I’m licking her. I want to witness her expression.

I’ve licked Sachiko before, and Yamamoto-san would gladly let me anytime. But those acts mean nothing. It’s Miyu who excites me. So, I don’t lick her sleeping pussy, focusing instead on cumming pleasurably.

Curious about a sleeping girl’s vagina, I slide my index finger into her closed slit. Before it’s even past the first knuckle, the heat of her love juices reaches my fingertip.

(Miyu… you’re wet… really turned on… why are you so dripping…)

Is a sleeping girl’s vagina always this wet? Or is Miyu having a naughty dream? No way it’s lingering from our pre-sleep kisses, right? With her tight, plump pussy, it’s not impossible.

Inserting two fingers and spreading her open, kupaa, love juices trickle down her slit, absorbed by her panties, darkening the black fabric into a stained patch.

(She’s so wet… with this…)

Even my maxed-out erect cock could slide in easily. No, I want to. I can’t hold back.

I don’t care if I wake her. Urged by something, I strip off my lower clothes, align my rock-hard cock’s tip with her slit, and push in.

(Fuu… ugh… damn, so exciting… if this huge thing suddenly went inside her sleeping vagina, she’d freak… but… aah, I can’t stop… I’m gonna fuck you while you sleep, Miyu…!!)

Guju! The insertion makes a lewd sound as air and juices mix. Miyu’s body jolts, but I keep going, sliding my cock deep.

“Nn… n, n… ah…”

Miyu moans as I enter her sleeping body.

Her reaction’s smaller than expected. Even as I thrust two, three times, her eyes stay closed. Figuring she’ll wake soon, I go full force from the start.

“Haa… ah… aaah…!! Miyu… so tight…!! Fuu, ugh, aah… feels good… so good…!!”

Her sleeping muscles are clenched, making her vagina tighter than usual. I lift her knee, pounding from the side. Her slick vagina makes picha picha sounds, soaking her panties.

“N… nnn… ah… Onii… cha, n…! N, haa… ah, aah…!”

As I grind my tip against her womb, her moans grow louder. She might be awake, but her reactions are subdued, eyes still shut.

A wicked thought hits me. If she were awake, she’d be mad about being fucked in her sleep. With no such reaction, I might be able to creampie her sleeping body.

“Miyu… Miyu… aah… aa…!!”

That thought sends me straight to climax. My cock, fully hard and sized, revels in her tight grip, readying a catapult for a massive load.

“Nn… nnn… ah, an…!”

No matter how deep I thrust, she only moans, showing no sign of waking. Miyu, who loves my cock against her womb, shouldn’t be able to fake sleep through this intense sex. Yet, somehow, she stays asleep, pushing my ejaculation urge to its peak.

“Aah… gonna cum…!! I’m cumming, Miyu…!! Gonna shoot deep inside… a thick load after so long…!!”

“Nn, nNN… ah, haa, AH…!! Nnn… NN…!!”

Her body, sensing my impending release, tightens around my twitching cock, climaxing in response. I rub my swollen tip against her dozing vagina relentlessly.

“Haaa… aah, aaah… Miyu… it’s coming, coming…!!”

Byu, byururu, byubyu, byurururu, byuku, byukubyuku—!!

The forgotten pleasure of unloading into Miyu’s vagina sends boiling heat through my body. My cock’s contractions speed up with my racing pulse, shooting semen in shorter bursts. Miyu, with an expression like she’s wetting herself, moans “nna… ah… fuaa…” lost in pleasure.

I creampied her sleeping body. As my breathing calms, the blood rush fades, and I feel both guilt and thrill, still connected to her vagina, having poured my semen inside.

Despite all her moaning and climaxing, she’s still asleep. Maybe she woke just for that orgasm, then passed out from the sudden pleasure. Either way, she’s unresponsive post-creampie.

Pulling out, milky fluid flows from her. I confirm the creampie, close her labia, and fix her panties. Soaked with juices and semen, she’ll know I creampied her and get mad when she wakes.

Still, this sex taught me something huge. I finally found the way to full recovery. Looking back, it’s so simple I can’t believe it took this long.

If I tell her, she’ll be thrilled and forgive tonight. Surely. Wrapped in pleasant fatigue, I lie down, wipe my cock with bedside tissues, and gaze at Miyu without covering her.

I released a ton of semen. Her vagina’s lips, trained to stay closed, hold the semen in when I shut them manually post-creampie.

Miyu sleeps soundly, wrapped in familiar pajamas, lying peacefully. Inside her, my unauthorized semen is swimming lively. It’s deliciously depraved to imagine.

“Nn… u… fuu…”

In her sleep, Miyu lets out a sultry moan. Maybe my semen’s ravishing her in her dreams. As I entertain this erotic manga-like fantasy, her “nn, ah, ah, aah…” grows louder, and she twitches, biku biku, climaxing again without stimulation.

(So hot… was it okay to see that…?)

For her, it’s like me witnessing her wet dream. I can’t forget it, though.

Ravished by me in reality, she’s indulging in her dreams too. What a lewd sister she’s become. Probably my fault, so I’ll have to marry her to take responsibility.

“Uun…”

Observing her post-climax, Miyu suddenly wakes, sitting up. She scans around, lifts her breasts as if checking something, then touches her lower body, confirming her pajamas.

Our eyes meet after that.

“H-Huh…? Oh, s-sorry. Did I wake you?”

Miyu asked, trying to hide her panic. Lying on my back, I was figuring out how to explain the creampie and my breakthrough on recovering my vigor.

“Not exactly woken… I was awake…”

My vague answer, meant to buy time, only seemed to stoke her anxiety.

“W-Wait, did I… make weird noises…?”

She seemed aware she’d been having a naughty dream, worried her moans gave it away. I’d seen her climax in that lewd dream, likely triggered by my creampie. Deciding whether to admit I heard her sexy sleep-talk was tricky.

“I saw you having a naughty dream. But it’s probably because I creampied you while you were asleep…”

As I tried explaining, Miyu, sensing something, slipped her hand into her pajamas. Her face turned beet red at the soaked state of her panties, and she stopped listening.

“No way… ugh, what’s this…? S-Sorry, Onii-chan… I was loud, right? Must’ve woken you… Maybe I’m pent-up…”

Tearing up, she clung to me. Her body was feverishly hot, and I’d never seen her so embarrassed.

“Miyu, listen. It’s my fault. I did something unnecessary while you were sleeping.”

“…Huh?”

Processing my words, her expression shifted from confusion to suspicion as she looked up at me.

“Are you saying… there’s your semen inside me right now?”

She rubbed her stomach, barely hiding a pleased upturn of her lips despite her confusion.

“Exactly.”

“When…? Did you just put the tip in and jerk off?”

“I went all in, thrusting hard, but you didn’t wake up. Maybe my fucking synced with your dream.”

As I explained, she shut her mouth, turned away, and knelt, covering herself with the blanket. Looking down, she checked her vagina’s state.

“W-Wow…! What’s with this amount…? So thick, it’s pouring out… How much did you cum, Onii-chan!?”

Flipping to anger, she lunged at me, barely wiping the semen off her hand.

“S-Sorry! I woke up so horny I couldn’t hold back… I didn’t think you’d stay asleep through that intensity…!”

“Then slap me awake or something! Doing it behind my back, cumming this thick…!”

“Slapping’s a bit much. I won’t fuck you in your sleep again. Really sorry.”

“I don’t mind you fucking me in my sleep, but this time’s unforgivable.”

“Huh? What’s the difference?”

When I asked, she glared at me like I should understand my sister by now. Then, my confusion cleared, and I got it.

“You came this much, so you’re back to normal, right?”

“Pretty much fully recovered.”

“Then the sex while I was asleep was like the amazing kind from before…?”

“Probably just as you’re imagining.”

She wanted to feel my fully restored cock in passionate, satisfying sex again.

“I really messed up.”

“Study your sister’s maiden heart a bit more.”

I apologized for my ignorance, but couldn’t it be a tad less complicated?

“So, how’d you recover?”

“That’s the key. While I was… examining and touching your pussy, an insane surge of lust hit me.”

“Wait, examining? What? That’s not something I can let slide!”

“I realized a way to fully recover.”

As I pushed forward, she seemed to reach the same conclusion, but it was something she absolutely couldn’t accept.

“No way, that method’s off-limits!”

“But it’s the only way, I’m sure of it! If you let me lick your pussy, I’ll definitely be back to normal…!”

It was simple. Yamamoto-san’s initial advice that “you just need more excitement” was right. The missing piece was Miyu’s extreme shyness about her private parts, which made me hold back during sex, preventing full arousal.

“We’re proper lovers now, right? So we should touch and lick the parts we love.”

“Ugh… even lovers have one or two things they want to keep private…”

She didn’t budge. Despite letting me have her boobs, she desperately wanted to keep her sacred spot hidden.

Still, she must want to return to our passionate intimacy. To make her fall into pleasure with loads of semen, I had to push forward, even forcefully.

“No matter how much you refuse, it’s pointless. I have that ticket.”

“You’d use that privilege just to lick my pussy?”

“You knew it’d come to this when you gave it to me, right?”

“Well, I considered it, but there’s a flow to things!”

“There’s no better use for it.”

I got up, grabbed the paper from my desk, and handed it to her.

“This ticket says ‘until the day changes, you must obey your brother’s orders, no matter how much you hate them.’ It’s not just for licking your pussy.”

“I-I stipulated you’d have some conscience left…”

“Sorry, you’ll have to give that up.”

“Such brazen villainy…! W-What are you gonna make me do…?”

Despite her protests, Miyu’s easily swayed, so ignoring logic and going with momentum works best. Logical arguments lead to rational counters, so overwhelming her without room for debate is easier. I’ve learned this from our time together.

“I’m licking your pussy. Non-negotiable. Also, I want you to offer it to me. Tomorrow after school, come home first, wear a loli-loli outfit with no panties, lift your skirt, and greet me with ‘welcome home.’”

“No shred of conscience…! T-That’s too much, I protest!!”

“No. This time, you follow my orders.”

Backing down wouldn’t help her. I had to be ruthless.

“Got it? When I get home, you’ll be in a goth-loli costume, hair and makeup perfect, welcoming me and showing off your panty-less pussy.”

“U… ugh…!”

True, there was talk of conscience. But this ticket was my birthday gift, and for Miyu, a hardcore brocon who indulges in secret masturbation thinking of me, taking it back is worse than enduring humiliation. That’s just how she is.

“…Fine. If you insist, I’ll obey. As promised, I’ll follow all your orders that day. If it satisfies you, I’ll sacrifice my body and dignity.”

Resigned, she tore the ticket in half as proof of use and tossed it in the trash.

“But if this makes things awkward, don’t blame me. If you get turned off and go soft, it’s not my fault.”

“No way that’d happen. My beloved sister in loli-cos offering her pussy to lick? I’m set.”

“…I’m gonna hate you for a week.”

“Then hating me that day’s banned too.”

“Ughhh…!”

She glared, cheeks puffed out.

“The second the day changes, I’m saying I hate you!”

Spitting her parting shot, she pulled the blanket over her head and sulked. Her vagina still held my semen, yet she didn’t care, and despite this spat, we remained close siblings.

I need to sleep to recover my stamina. I’m finally getting to lick her most cherished spot, in her full-on goth-loli outfit no less.

I can’t wait to see her face when she greets me tomorrow after school.