V2 Chapter 96

Oriel’s back arched from the pleasant sensation attacking her wholesale.

The hug was so hot that Oriel nearly exploded. She could feel her nipples proudly jutting out of her brassiere and her thong drenching in complete wetness. She was very horny. One of the reasons that kept their sex life blooming was not only Aanuel’s horniness but also Oriel’s.

She can get horny at any time and anywhere as long as Aanuel touched her.

“A, Aanuel. What are you doing? People could enter here!” She whispered softly to her brother while keeping her hazy eyes on the crack of the door to check up sudden interlopers.

“They won’t. This is your own space, no one would dare intrude unless you say so.”

Aanuel pinched her nipple making Oriel moan. It felt so terribly wrong, and yet so utterly right at the same time. Aanuel ran his hands over her bare hips, her ass and then down her legs, feeling her soft, warm skin. He could smell her sweat flavoring scent up close.

At this moment, Aanuel’s cock uncontrollably flexed in his black pants.

“Don’t make noise baby. Or the people in the palace will think that their slut princess wants them to see me fuck you.”

Oh, fuck yes!

Did she mention that she found Aanuel’s sometimes dirty talk extremely inviting?

“But Aanuel… this is really not the place…” Oriel gripped her bottom lip with her teeth and smiled wryly at him, invading his soul with her huge pupils and cute eyelashes. Her expression already started to waver. Still, she held her already overflowing desire together as she knows that this situation is surely too risky in this kind of place.

Especially in this time of the day.

“…Not?” hearing Oriel’s continuous refusal, Aanuel stop and looked at her, asking with doleful eyes. Like butter under the intense heat of the boiling oil, Oriel’s heart instantly softened to a mush, of course, she knew he was manipulating her.

That look ought to be criminalized. However, even though she knows it, and that Aanuel was just fooling her, Oriel found herself unable to refuse nor complain.

After all, this was Aanuel—her most precious brother in the world.

The kind of person Oriel was could not refuse any request with that expression accompanying it—totally unfair to the point that she couldn’t do anything to go against it.

She knew herself very well,

“J-Just this once, okay?”

Aanuel’s eyes twinkled at her words.

It was only quick sex, nothing bad.

But she really wished he’d use even half this passion for his training.

Aanuel keeps nobbling her neck and ears while his right hand up the length of her spine to her neck. He massages it and his left hand runs over her lace bralette. With a faint soft breathe, he runs his middle finger over her nipple until it’s hard. He then kissed her neck and he could feel his elder sister trembling against her.

“Aauuu,” Oriel can’t help but moan as he fondles her right breast while his right hand unhooks her bra. The bralette drops to the ground and as he gives her left breast a final squeeze, he simultaneously takes both hands, one running down her spine, the other down her stomach, until he reaches her hips.

“Sis, tell me that you want me in you,” Aanuel muttered as he grabs her hips and his left hand moves to her lower abdomen. Just as his fingertips reach her lace thong, he stops.

Teasing her.

Oriel hesitated.

Aanuel barely reaches under the top of her underwear. He pulls his fingertips out and then moves his hand down further until he is on top of her vagina. Aanuel then passed his hand gently over the periphery of her labia. The warmth from his palm encouraged a localized tingling sensation at the tip of her clitoris. He then begins moving his fingers in a circular motion.

“Come on, I want to hear it,” Aanuel repeated.

A sly grin appearing on his face.

Oriel cleared her throat. “I… I want you in me, Aanuel. Please…”

She felt herself getting wet as her heart begins to race.

While his left hand is teasing her, he runs his right hand up her inner thigh and over her ass. He pulls at the top of the thong that is wedged between her cheeks. Oriel couldn’t help but moan as the fabric wedged in between her pussy lips while being too aware of the touch of his erect cock pressing against her ass. It was starting to penetrate and separate her ass cheeks.

“If you really want it, then ask for it like always,” Aanuel smiled mischievously.

“U-ugh,” Oriel bit her lips in shame. But still, with a trembling voice, she muttered with a wry but seductive smile; “M-make me cum with your d-dick,”

“Nicely said,” Aanuel chuckled in extreme happiness.

Oriel eventually straightened up and shuddered when her brother’s hands slid around her body, down to his bum and then squeeze her buttocks. “As always firm but smooth,” Her naked backside was like something that should be on canvas from a famous painter that should be up in a museum. Aanuel drank it all in, her high, tight white ass, moving in a harmonious rhythm. Oriel shuddered again when fingers sank deeper into her butt.

“I think it’s one of my best features,” she said with a naughty smile. Her face flushed red but she still tried to display her elder sister maturity demeanor in front of her precious brother.

“Oh, it is,” Aanuel said with a chuckle, “It definitely is.”

“Is that why you can’t take your hands away?” Oriel let out in a hushed voice.

“Do you want me to?”

“No,” Oriel replied in a rush of breath.

“I was hoping you’d say that,” Aanuel laughed.

“You like my ass?”

“It’s one of the features on a girl that usually gets my attention,” Aanuel replied honestly.

Oriel took a sharp moan as Aanuel’s honest words and warm touch brought a stronger flutter of heat between her thighs and she pushed back.

“Show me how much you like your elder sister’s ass,” she said.

“Oh, I’ll do, just you wait,” Aanuel said and let out a hushed laugh. Oriel suddenly gasped when her wrist was grabbed and then twisted it behind her back by Aanuel, but she didn’t resist it. There was something dirty about the rough handling that excited her.

Although he has no such particular fetish, it doesn’t mean that Aanuel didn’t have any of such kinky interest. Just the thought of playing with an ass was something he could never get enough of and being on the verge of exploring one made his heartbeat race faster—much less if it’s an ass of your blood-related sister.

Such an incestuous act brought a flood of heat through his body.

As Oriel was feeling Aanuel’s every touch, suddenly she felt Aanuel gets his index finger under the thong and runs it down until it meets her vagina. She shivered. She heard Aanuel murmuring something in her ears but she was already lost in thought due to the pleasure of attacking her. Aanuel saw her sister’s dazed look and slowly pushed her body, along with the door closing with a click.

There was no need to worry about being disturbed though as he dropped down to his knees to get his face right behind her ass.

“Aaaahhhhh…” Oriel let out a gasping squeal when a spank landed on her butt. She pressed her only remaining hand against the door to stabilize her balance, with, of course, much difficulty. But maybe because of this reason why her brother brought her arm behind her back, just to make her feel this kind of suffering—realizing this, a squishing sound rang out, one that could be heard when two soft lumps of meat pressed against each other from between her legs.

As Oriel savored the feeling of discomfort and pleasure at the same time. A hand caressed across her panties, causing her to shudder and pressed hard on the door as the touch continued to rub on her ass. Aanuel’s left hand maneuvers under the front of her underwear and then, Oriel felt his finger run down the center of her labia until he meets her clit. He plays with it for a second and then she feels his finger inside of her.

“Aaaahhhhh…” She suddenly released an enchanting moan.

“Nice,” Aanuel murmured as his eyes settled on the white cotton material and translucent liquid trailing down her thighs.

It was so sexy.

The feelings were both wonderful and wrong.

Oriel’s mind was racing. She was unsure of letting her brother use her like a slut in this kind of risky place, but couldn’t deny that there was an excitement in what they were doing. It was there in the obvious wetness she could feel between her thighs and the quickening of her pulse. She then suddenly tensed when fingers slipped below the waistband of her underwear and it was slowly being eased lower.

“Perfect,” She heard Aanuel murmured when he caught sight of her naked butt. Aanuel was suddenly in a hurry to get the panties down and yanked them lower. Oriel felt the tension flew away from her arms when her underwear was at her knees.

The material was stretched between her legs when they were pushed apart and she could feel the way her chest started to heave against the surface of the door. Enduring the urge to moan loudly, Oriel pressed her forehead against the polished surface and her legs were jolted by the soft touch of a finger sliding along the crease of her ass.

When it pulled away, Oriel felt kisses grazing across her rounded cheeks and the rush of elation hit hard. The moist heat of arousal flooded between her thighs to get her wetter and she shuddered as if she had been struck by lightning when a warm touch stroked across her slick skin.