My Adopted Family

"Aahmm… I really like it, brother. You can be a masseurs, do you want to be my personal masseurs?" Lyricia said.

"I'm not, and you should get massage from professional not me," I said.

"But for some reason, getting it from you was better than getting it from a professional."

"Oh, thank you for your words."

"Because it's real."

To be honest, I couldn't really hear what Lyricia was saying.

This is because the lace of her white panties is peeking out from her pants as she struggles, complaining of being itchy and moving.

Since Lyricia is lying face down and the part where the panties come out is on the buttocks, she doesn't know.

Moreover, I can't even tell her that. How do you say something like that to your younger sister?

So, I had no choice but to pretend not to know. 

However, my eyes kept going towards the panties, and I started to worry about the white skin of her thighs.

My dick was stiff due to the feel of her feet and calves that I had been massaging earlier.

Fuck. What on earth happened to me today?

Why do I get horny when I see my mom, and now getting horny when I see my little sister. I'm such a beast.

"Hey. That's enough now, right? I'm going now?"

"… … ."

"Hey. Lyr?"

"… … ."

Instead of answering, Lyricia was making even breathing noises.
It looks like she fell asleep before she knew it.

Just like my mother, Lyricia goes out early in the morning, fulfills her schedule, and returns late in the evening.

She must be 100 times more tired than I, an ordinary college student.

"Ugh…"

I don't know what my sister is thinking with all that noise and talks she did.

Well, she must be just teasing and joking. I'm abnormal getting horny over that.

Anyway, my mom and Lyricia are the family that I have lived with for ten years. It is abnormal to feel dirty towards family members.

I laid my hand on my forehead and sighed at the anguish that kept coming every day.

And just then, I heard the door opening.

And my older sister 

"Hey, Ryk. What are you doing?"

A husky voice for a woman.

When I turned my head, I saw Amara glaring at me.

Bra top and leggings. This is what my older sister often wears when working out at home.

Even now, her body was slightly sweating as if she had just exercised.

The older sister was looking at me with cold eyes as I had hand over Lyricia's legs.

I wasn't doing bad things, so I confidently told her.

"Lyr legs were sore, so I massaged them."

"While her panty were exposed?"

"…."

Amara looks at me. I lightly moved Lyricia's clothes with my fingertips and covered her panties.

"Pervert bastard," Amara's face gets hot.

Sorry for being a pervert.

"Okay, go out and buy some water."

"Water? Isn't it in the refrigerator."

"There is no bottle there for me."

My older sister had mysophobia. The fear of germs, so she never drink bottle that opened once. She never drinks in a bottle that someone else already drank once, even if it's family members. She prefers to keep things clean.

So, she always had boxes of 500mL bottled water piled up at home, but it seems like she ran out of them today. I don't want to go out, but there is nothing good about disobeying my older sister.

"Okay, all I have to do is bring water, right?"

"Buy sanitary pads too, the one I bought last time."

Suddenly, the difficulty of running errands skyrocketed.

In this day and age of online shopping, why do we buy sanitary pads at the store?

Even making me, a man, do that.

"… …Okay."

It's not that I have no complaints, but I decided to go.

Anyway, it was important to get out of this awkward situation right now.