The Sister-Slave
In a villa within a residential enclave, a woman of slender figure and exquisite features reclined seductively against a leather sofa. Her spirited eyes held a trace of vulpine allure; her nose was straight and refined, her small, lovely crimson lips tinged with playfulness. A silk negligee half-exposed the snowy, rounded swells of her breasts.
The fabric was stretched into a tantalizing arc by the immense twin mounds. Her long, shapely, jade-smooth legs were sheathed in sheer black stockings of transparent gossamer, and her delicate, pampered foot was pressed against a thick, long, rigid shaft of flesh.
“Little brother, how do you find your sister’s footjob?” the woman asked in a coquettish, petulant tone. That young man was none other than me—Jiang Feng. And the woman, naturally, was my first sex slave: the sultry, vulpine starlet Yang Mi.
Her delicately adorned, pretty face bore a bewitching smile, and her tender, cherry-hued lips exhaled fragrance like orchids, teasing me with an elusive, implicit provocation.
Through the system, I had already configured myself as Yang Mi’s younger brother, while Yang Mi was my sister-slave.
“Mmm, ahh… so good, faster! Faster! Sister Mi, you’re so fucking slutty. So good… your feet are making me feel incredible,” I watched as Yang Mi raised both her legs, her voluptuous, pert buttocks subtly protruding, her sculpted nose emitting soft, dripping moans of “mm-hmm.”
My large hands seized one of Yang Mi’s breasts. It truly was worthy of Big MiMi—far too immense to grasp in its entirety. Gazing at her now half-revealed bosom, the image of Yang Mi in that swimsuit from Mysterious Island surfaced in my mind.
Her lewd little mouth let out moaning whimpers of “mm-ying.”
Unbidden, I quickened my own pace, launching a fierce assault against Yang Mi’s black-stockinged, jade-like foot: “Huff, ah… so good, Sister Mi, I feel so good! Faster, your legs are truly beautiful.” Feeling the pleasure surging from my lower body, I roared with a gratified, low growl.
I glimpsed, through the cutout in Yang Mi’s black lace stockings, her plump, alluring labia, those ruddy, tender lips slightly parted, both labial folds glistening with crystal-clear, translucent love-juice. Her towering upper orbs swayed ceaselessly.
Witnessing this spectacle before my eyes inflamed my lust even further. After thrusting fiercely for a dozen-some minutes, I let out a low roar and spurted the milky-white turbid fluid all over Yang Mi’s black-stockinged thighs.
Semen sprayed onto her black stockings, rendering this already sultry and vulpine starlet appear even more debauched. I simply tore Yang Mi’s black stockings apart and spanked her pert buttocks forcefully with my large hand.
Accompanied by a resounding “smack,” Yang Mi let out a soft, moaning hum.
Yang Mi, with eyes slightly shut, wailed in a coquettish, wanton voice, “Little brother, gently, don’t spank your sister’s ass to pieces.” I sneered wickedly, “As slutty as you are, you deserve a good spanking. Do you like being spanked by your own little brother?” And with another heavy slap squarely on her pale, firm, round buttock, accompanied by the “slap-slap” of impact, Yang Mi’s plump, snowy-white breasts wobbled to the rhythm. I admired Sister Mi beneath me—her tender, fair skin, her perfectly curvaceous figure, an aura of ripe, sultry charm.
Under the illumination of the living room’s main light, her full breasts appeared even whiter, and the ring of pale pink areolae encircling them looked exceptionally alluring and lovely. One large hand pinched her soft nipple while my other hand continued to spank her round buttocks, which quivered and bounced. After spanking for a while, I decided to further humiliate my sex slave: “Sister Mi, kneel on the sofa.”
“Okay, little brother. Sister is coming right now. Please spank gently, little brother.” Yang Mi was very obedient, kneeling up on the sofa, hands resting on the back cushion, her buttocks raised high.
Yang Mi’s figure was naturally of the buxom, curve-accentuated type; thrust backward like this, it appeared exceptionally round and full. After dozens of slaps from me, Yang Mi’s buttocks were already quite reddened, the flush blooming within the whiteness, looking strikingly beautiful. I turned, picked up a discipline ruler from Sister Mi’s coffee table, and began striking her pert rear forcefully with it. “Sister Mi, does it feel good to be spanked? Are you happy being your little brother’s sex slave?”
“Mmm-hmm ah… ahh… little brother, don’t be like this… I… ahhhh, sister is happy.” Yang Mi, rear thrust out, assumed a posture of total carnal surrender, and even turned her head back, her face revealing that vulpine, seductive smile, a bewitching glance shot at me that immediately set my beast-blood boiling.
Thinking of her usual aloof, cool, and sexy demeanor high up on stage, juxtaposed with her now frivolous and licentious state beneath me—this stark contrast made the shaft of flesh below harden and stiffen once more. Gazing upon the flourishing pubic hair between her pale buttocks, dotted with dewy droplets of love-juice, the two labial lips slightly closing, then gently parting again, I reached out and stroked Yang Mi’s exquisite cunt; my palm was instantly drenched in glistening, crystalline girl-cum. “Sister, why is your slutty cunt flowing so much water?”
“Because… sister wants… little brother.” Yang Mi pouted coquettishly, wriggling her rear; the snowy buttock flesh rippled like water waves. Feigning curiosity, I asked, “Wants what from little brother?” As I spoke, I pressed the crimson, glossy glans against the entrance of Yang Mi’s little pussy, incessantly rubbing.
“Wants little brother’s big meat stick.” Yang Mi could endure no longer; she reached her hand back herself and spread open her little cunt, revealing a beautiful quim full of slut-juice, and said in her coquettish voice, “Sister wants to be fucked by little brother. Please, little brother, fuck sister hard.”
When a beauty made a request, I naturally showed no courtesy and thrust forward forcefully with a waist-snap. Accompanied by Yang Mi’s wantonly erotic, moaning wail of “mm-ahhh…,” the entire length of the thick, long, rigid shaft of flesh entered her vagina. I then began to pump slowly, the large, hard cock shuttling within Yang Mi’s jade-like cavern, my crotch incessantly rubbing against her delicate, creamy skin. I rammed against Yang Mi’s plump, round buttocks simply and brutally; the slick, slapping sounds of plap-plap-plap echoed through the living room. The elastic rebound after the heavy strikes against her buttock-meat made me feel the exquisite pleasure of thrusting even more intensely.
Yang Mi actively pushed back with her buttocks, her twin breasts, along with the two red beans atop them, bouncing up and down—a magnificent sight to behold. I spanked Yang Mi’s pert rear with brutal force: “My Sister Mi… your ass is so round, so white… woah… Every day, looking at your photos online, I just wanted to press you down and fuck you hard…”
“Mm-hm-hm naaah～ mm～～ Sister just loves being fucked by little brother… ahhhh, little brother fucks sister so comfortably, so good…” “Sister Mi, how can your tits be this big too? I can’t even hold them… so soft, so good…” I fucked harder and harder, pumping like a pile driver, as if I wanted to fuck Sister Mi’s slutty, beautiful cunt to utter ruin.
Watching Yang Mi’s graceful, sexy body writhe and twist beneath my crotch, a sense of conquest arose from my heart. Yang Mi’s vulpine, wanton moans flowed incessantly into my ears. “Mm ah… good little brother fucks sister so good… wuwuwu… mm naaah… little brother… fucking me feels so good… I so love being… being fucked by… little brother ahhh…” Yang Mi’s moaning was exceedingly joyful. Watching this usually sultry, vulpine megastar being so debauched and bewitching beneath me, I became even more relentless. I lifted Yang Mi, tossed her onto the sofa, hoisted Sister Mi’s pair of long, straight, jade-smooth legs onto my shoulders, leaned down and pressed forward; the shaft of flesh thrust even deeper into Yang Mi’s little cunt.
And now, Yang Mi swayed along with my pounding rhythm, letting me position her as I wished. That pair of vulpine, beautiful eyes were half-open, half-closed, her gaze hazy as she looked at me. That expression—utterly vulpine yet tinged with a hint of unbearable fragility—made me want to violate her even more roughly, to fuck her even harder.
“Oh-oh-oh… mm-hm… ah mm… Little brother, your cock is so big… fucking Sister Mi so… so awesome… so good… mm… so good… oh…” I watched Yang Mi beneath me, fucked into a crescendo of delicate, layered cries, her bone-deep vulpine seductiveness utterly and vividly displayed in the movements. A pair of provocative, bewitching eyes were unfocused, her small, crimson mouth slightly parted, accompanied by hot, fragrant breath, spitting out one soul-destroying, bone-melting note after another: “Ah mm… mm-hm naaah… ah ah…” Yang Mi tilted back her snowy-white neck; her fragrant, beautiful hair had been fucked into disarray, spreading out over the sofa cushion. Looking down at the megastar Yang Mi beneath me, I was both excited and thrilled. Because I lacked much sexual experience and didn’t know any fancy tricks, I merely rammed the shaft of flesh wildly inside Yang Mi’s little cunt, performing simple, brutal piston motions.
Under my rough thrusting, Yang Mi’s tender cavern was already splashing with wanton fluids; the mucus churned into milky-white foam by the frenzied in-and-out of the shaft of flesh. Yang Mi’s moans of pleasure began to grow incoherent: “Mm-hm… mm ah… little brother… so awesome… little pussy feels so good… sister is going to come… pierced through by little brother…” Yang Mi trembled all over, her little cunt contracting fiercely several times, leaking milky-white honeyed fluids. Her two jade legs stretched rigidly straight, her fair, naked body suffused with waves of rosy flush…
Seeing Sister Mi beneath me reach climax, I too let go of my pace, thrusting at full speed and growling in a low voice, “Sister Mi, I’m almost there too… mm ah… Sister Mi’s little pussy is so warm… so good…”
Post-orgasm, Yang Mi could only lie limp and boneless, sobbing out in a coquettishly wanton voice: “Ah… ahhh… good little brother, shoot it inside sister’s little pussy… ahhhhh… little… little brother…” “Huff-wuu… huff-wuu…” Looking at the limp Sister Mi beneath me, drenched in sweat, I launched my final sprint: “Sister Mi, I’m coming…” Both my hands pressed firmly on Yang Mi’s supremely plump, exquisite buttocks, the massive glans jammed tightly against the deepest reaches of Yang Mi’s womb. A spasm, and the eye of my glans spurted out surge after surge of scalding-hot, turbid fluid.
When my very last spurt of semen jetted into Yang Mi’s jade body, I collapsed entirely onto her. Sister Mi let out a soft, breathless moan and hugged me tightly.
“Ding-ding.” Just at that moment, a familiar sound sequence echoed in my mind. I immediately closed my eyes; within my consciousness-sea, the system page surfaced: After an entire afternoon of fierce battle with Sister Mi, the Lust-Energy of the Sex-Slave System had only risen by a mere 100 experience points… Ever since the system reached Level 10, gaining levels had truly become far too slow. To make the system level up and expand the sex-slave pool, relying on me alone was no longer enough. If it were just me every single day, wouldn’t I simply die from semen exhaustion… Sigh, I would also need to let my sex slaves be played with by other men together…
Thinking of this, I withdrew my shaft of flesh from Sister Mi’s little cunt. Dangling the rod still slicked with the mingled fluids of Sister Mi and myself, I walked over to the shelf beside me and picked up my phone.
