My Adopted Family

My sister pulled my hand and placed it on her chest.

 

Crunchy and soft texture.

 

The feel of her breasts covered by a bra top was conveyed directly to me.

 

"Sister!"

 

Surprised by my sister's sudden action, I quickly pulled my hand away.

 

The hand that had been on my sister's chest just a moment ago was hot as if it had been burned.

 

"what are you doing? You're being too."

 

"I said it wasn't a joke, right?"

 

I was so embarrassed that I felt like I was out of breath.

 

But my sister had a relaxed face.

 

"Sister, what's going on? "Why are you doing this?"

 

"I told you, right? I'm doing this because I'm worried about you."

 

"Who does this because they're worried?!"

 

What on earth happened?

 

My older sister is not a person who is this difficult to communicate with.

 

She was a person who was as strict with me as she was with herself, but she had at least some common sense.

 

But now I felt like my sister was not the Amara older sister I knew, but something else and unknown.

 

My sister extended one finger toward me.

 

"Masturbate at least once a day. Thinking of me."

 

"What?"

 

I couldn't bear it without asking.

 

Are you telling me to masturbate while thinking about you every day?

 

Did I hear that correctly?

 

"Yes and I can't let you see me, but then don't pay attention to Lye. Do not think dirty thoughts about her, Physical contact is absolutely prohibited. Even if Lye asks you to do it first, it is prohibited. Do You Understand?"

 

"Sister, wait a minute, are you really afraid I'll do something to Lye?"

 

"You don't know that right now we are talking as it between men and women. Did you really think you would hear something like this from your sister?"

 

"… … ."

 

Of course, I never thought about it. It would be the same for anyone, not just me.

 

"Then now I will come after washing up, so please take a step back in the meantime."

 

I am not so naive as to not know what that means.

 

Then my sister stood up and took off the bra top she was wearing.

 

It's not like she's wearing anything else underneath. There was no nipple patch attached.

 

My older sister's raw breasts fluttered and revealed themselves.

 

I was watching that scene with my mouth open.

 

The sight of my breasts rising as I took off her clothes, falling back down due to gravity.

 

My sister was exposing everything, including her pure white flesh and slightly pale nipples.

 

Perfect in size, shape, and color, it was the ideal breast that every man dreams of.

 

Even though I thought I shouldn't look, I couldn't take my eyes off it, like I was being sucked into a black hole.

 

"I'll lend you this, so use it."

 

My sister put the bra top she had taken off on top of my head.

 

Can you lend me something like this? What should I do with this?

 

"You can use it to relieve yourself, it's cheap, so you can use it, but don't spill it somewhere else."

 

Spill? What? Semen?

 

Are you telling me to cum here?

 

On top of your sister's bra top?

 

"Then I'm going to take a shower."

 

And then my sister left the room like the wind.

 

I was mesmerized for a long time, holding in my hand the bra top my sister was wearing.

 

Am I going to masturbate with this from now on? With the clothes my sister used to wear?

 

An act that could result in being kicked out of the house if caught by someone.

 

But my sister gave permission. No, I ordered it to be done.

 

In that case, I have no choice but to follow what my sister says.

 

I don't think my sister did this to make fun of me.

 

She made me touch her breasts with my hands and even took off her clothes to show me her breasts.

 

This is not something anyone can do as a joke.

 

Moreover, she told me to masturbate with my own clothes.

 

As I said before, my older sister has mysophobia.

 

She hates germs to her core, but now giving her clothes to me to ruin it, isn't that would be too disgusting for her?

 

But my older sister allowed this to happen.

 

This meant that my sister was taking the situation seriously.

 

"Is it obvious like that?"

 

I thought I was hiding my true feelings.

 

I thought I could just keep my dirty desires towards my mother, older sister, or younger sister hidden within me.

 

Then, no one will get hurt.

 

But it seems my sister could clearly see my dirty intentions.

 

A sense of shame comes over me.

I don't think I'll be able to see my sister's face again.

 

What's more embarrassing than anything is that even in this situation, my dick is hard from excitement.

 

They were protesting, asking for something to be done quickly.

 

I first returned to my room.

 

To do the homework given by my older sister. To calm protesting cocks.

 

"Whoa… … ."

 

I locked the door and lay down on the bed. I also took off my pants.

 

My dick was standing straight up towards the ceiling.

 

I unfold my sister's bra top in my hand.

 

These are the clothes my sister was wearing just a moment ago, and they were soaked with her sweat and body odor.

 

I don't know what the material was made of, but it was soft and elastic.

 

When I held it up to my nose, it smelled like fabric softener mixed with a bit of sweat.

 

The scent, like a pheromone, made me more excited.

 

Using the fact that my sister gave me permission as an excuse, I wrapped her bra top around my cock and started rubbing it.

 

When I closed my eyes, I clearly remembered my sister's breasts, which I saw when she was taking off her clothes.

 

The soft feel of my hand still remained.

 

I also regretted why I cum too quickly.

 

Amara is beautiful, strong, and respected.

 

Masturbating while thinking about her felt better than ever.