[Oh god, this family is the best! (R-18)]
Even though something more important was right in front of me, I found it challenging to hold back when there were sisters gazing at me with such desire. Being the younger one, Historia was quite bold in expressing her desires. She never missed a chance to let her gaze linger on me, and she had a way of touching my body sensually.
Meanwhile, Frieda, the older sister, maintained her self-esteem and refused to reduce herself like a cheap woman who only wanted my dick stuck in her pussy.
When I focused more on her younger sister, I noticed a shift in Frieda's expression. She seemed increasingly restless. Even though she made every effort to look away, she couldn't help but steal glances at us. Even when she decided to shut her eyes, she couldn't escape the sounds around her, the whispers and laughter that filled the air, capturing every moment we shared.
Ultimately, my study room transformed once more into a space where the sisters and I could engage in all sorts of mischievous activities. As I found myself caught up in the warmness, my body instinctively moved between their bodies, and their moans filled the air, echoing off the walls like a forgotten hymn in a church.
Still, there's one thing we do not forget. The presence of someone who played a crucial role in bringing us together and helping us become this close. Who else could it be but Alma?
Helping Historia confront her past is definitely a challenging endeavor. We've explored many different approaches, from causing Alma physical discomfort to putting her in embarrassing situations. Yet, oddly enough, the moment that seemed to thrill Historia the most was when she took charge and rode me in front of her mother.
Sure, you might have forgotten, but I still recall how this wild idea helped Historia gain the confidence to stand up to her mother. She appeared eager to demonstrate that she was no longer that helpless little girl who could be used as a target for someone else's anger and hatred.
That day marked the first time I experienced some trouble with my dick moving inside her pussy, and just to clarify, she was incredibly wet, which made the sensation heavenly.
Well, when I first took her virginity, her pussy was also very tight, but I think the situation played a big role in how I experienced it, so I could definitely feel the difference.
"Why are you just paying attention to her? Am I not even here?"
The question pulled my attention away from Historia, and as I turned to the side, Frieda was right there, greeting me with a passionate kiss. Her eyes were locked onto mine, and I could sense the desire intensifying with every fleeting beat.
"Are you worried about losing to your little sister? Don't worry, you've got your own charm as an older sister," I said with a playful grin, pulling her closer by wrapping my arm around her waist. "Historia is a good girl. She's pretty laid-back and doesn't let much bother her. Instead, she just tunes everything out and enjoys moving her body."
It seems like the last few days have thrown a lot our way, piling on the stress. Because of that, we skipped the small talk and jumped straight into the important stuff. That's why we were still lounging on the same couch, and only Historia was shifting her seat a bit.
Even though I have a solid grasp of Historia's body constitution, I still acted selfishly, giving in to my desire to thrust my dick in her butthole. In that moment of heat, we found ourselves adjusting to this new sensation, and I have to say, the space was pretty tight. I'm not sure how many times Historia gasped each time I fully entered her, reaching the deepest part.
Even though it had been over 30 minutes since I took her butt virginity, Historia already seemed like she was hooked. She unknowingly pulled a face that was a bit more suggestive than usual, catching the attention of everyone around her in a surprising way.
"More...♡ Kaiser!...♡ Anghhh...♡ What is this? I never knew putting your dick in my ass felt this good...♡ I'm cumming again!...♡"
Her eyes were already brimming with tears, and with every word she spoke, her saliva dripped messily, adding to the chaos of the lovemaking. If I hadn't been there to constantly adjust her grip on my shoulder, she would have toppled over with the intensity of her body shaking every time she hit that peak of pleasure. However, I appreciated the effort she put into maintaining eye contact with me.
"You always manage to surprise me with just how bold you can be, Historia. Seeing you make that expression while still in your uniform got me even more excited."
I intentionally kept our uniforms on, and Frieda, too, was still in her elegant dress. The difference between these sisters heightened the enjoyment of sex this time around, making it so much more pleasurable. I knew exactly what my next move would be and didn't think twice about it.
"Ahhh...♡ Kaiser, wait a minute. If you move so suddenly like that, I...♡"
I continued to have my way with Historia, shifting her body so she could face the opposite direction, and there it was. The feeling I had been anticipating arrived so suddenly that it caused me to climax.
Across from us sat Alma, comfortably perched on the couch, her legs casually positioned apart. Several buttons on her shirt were already undone, revealing her messy bra underneath. Her hands just wouldn't stop roaming over her body, making her appearance quite embarrassing right now.
You wouldn't believe it, but when I told her to stay and watch, she barely reacted. The whole time, she just wore this flat expression, as if what was happening in front of her didn't even catch her interest. After a few minutes had gone by, she continued to sit in her reserved position, not shifting an inch.
I'm not sure how long it was, but when I checked on Alma again, she began to show some familiar signs. Her cheeks were flushed, and her mouth moved open and closed repeatedly, almost as if she was struggling to catch her breath, leading us to her current condition.
"Keep an eye on what I'm about to do. Your daughter's hole is going to make quite the mess," I said, my smile growing even wider. Alma didn't respond, but I wasn't bothered by it.
I began to put my mischievous plan into action by pulling myself away from Frieda's hold and the couch beneath me. Historia's body was lifted automatically. Just as she was about to hit the floor, I quickly grabbed her shoulders. Thankfully, her petite frame made it much easier for me to catch her and avoid any hassle.
Historia finally had time to gather her thoughts as she noticed just how far she was from the floor. I could sense her anxiety radiating from her trembling body, and it was almost as if her worry was reaching out to me.
"Don't just look down," I whispered softly into Historia's ear, guiding her to understand what was happening with her mother right now. "I need you to focus on her and hold tight, got it?"
"Umm, this position is kind of... Ahnnn...♡ Ahnnn...♡ hold on, Kaiser, I'm not quite ready yet... Ughhh...♡ this is so frustrating, but it's so good!"
What happened next was intense. Each time I thrust, my body reacted, and the warmth that was already inside her seemed to spill out with every movement. I made sure her feet never touched the ground, and when I switched things up by holding her wrists, it felt like she was soaring through the air. Up to this point, this was definitely the most perverted and embarrassing situation I had ever put Historia in.
She had shed her identity as the illegitimate daughter of the kingdom's most powerful man and the fierce member of the Survey Corps. Now, she felt reduced to nothing more than livestock, a mere vessel for my desires. I also made sure not to leave her older sister by herself. She had a pretty crucial role, positioning herself right beneath Historia and focusing on the area where we were connected.
"Oh god, this family is the best!" I couldn't help but express my excitement as I saw Alma begin to explore herself so openly. She casually lifted her legs onto the couch, stretching them out until they created a relaxed M shape. Her right hand was wildly exploring the depths of her pleasure while her left hand playfully molded her breasts into different shapes.
She appeared to be building a deep and passionate bond with her daughter, their eyes locked in an unyielding gaze while their sounds blended into perfect harmony. When I lifted Historia's body high and then brought her back down, we all reached our climax together, except for Frieda, who was focused on savoring the fluids from both of her little sister's openings.