Chapter 196. (R18+)
<strong>Chapter 196. An Unexpected Rtionship. (7/7)</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">I turned around and asked, “You’reing here thiste? I’ve got to go in thirty minutes, you know.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? You’re discontent that a celebrity like me is taking time out of my busy schedule to pay you a visit? Should you be jumping for joy to see… me…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haha…” I let out an awkward dryugh when Ang noticed the girl sleeping on myp.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Am I interrupting here? Is this one of your girlfriends you mentioned before? Sorry to intrude on your private alone time with her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well… she''s more of a sister.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, so she’s a sister.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A sister who gave him a blowjob yesterday,” I froze when Wisteria said that. She suddenly sat upright on the couch and seized Ang up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If memory serves me correctly… you’re A-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A celebrity! Celebrity! My name isn’t important though. When I’m here, I’m just another girl in university.” Ang quickly interrupted Wisteria before she could say her name.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? But aren’t you a pretty big deal, aren’t you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah… Uh… I guess so. Uh… about what you just said though…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What I said?” Wisteria looked like she’d already forgotten the bombshell she just dropped.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The blow… you know.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh! That! The blowjob. Yeah, yeah. I gave my big brother over here one that he’d never forget alright.” Wisteria said that with a proud look on her face.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How can you so tantly talk about that sort of thing in public with someone you just met?” Ang asked awkwardly with a stiff smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We’re all adults here, it’s not a big deal to talk about sex you know.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“S-Sex. Have the two of you already done it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria thoughtfully ced her right index finger on her lip and tapped it before she tilted her head and said, “Oh, now that you mention it… we haven’t actually had sec yet. Big brother only gave me an orgasm using his tongue after I sucked him dry.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I refused to enter this conversation.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’ve been calling him big brother… are you two actually rted by blood and doing this sort of immoral thing together?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria let out an impish smile before she turned to me and daringly kissed my neck. She teased Ang and lied, “Yes, we are actually blood-rted siblings and doing forbidden immoral and incestuous activities such as this all the time, Ms. Celebrity.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ang instinctively sensed how experienced Wisteria was. Wisteria was seductive to an unreasonable degree. She had no qualms acting in such an aggressive manner in front of anyone. The little sister from a minute ago had been an outright lie, an illusion.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wisteria, stop teasing her.” I pinched her cheek.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ow ow ow~ big brother~ let go~ it hurts~ it hurts I said~”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh?” Ang’s expression immediately grew confused when the atmosphere around Wisteria jumped from a dangerous wolf at 100 to a little sheep at 0 from one second to the next.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, this girl likes to tease people a lot. Deep down, she’s actually a pretty good-hearted girl despite the uncouth words she spits out when her switch gets flipped.” I let go of Wisteria’s cheek.
<span style="font-weight:400">She pouted andined, “I’m going back to sleep.” She plopped herself back down on myp and buried her face into my abdomen to hide her embarrassment after I exposed her in front of Ang and treated her like a bratty kid.
<span style="font-weight:400">Really though, did her switch get flipped like yesterday just now? The whole her getting turned on by certain types of cheaters. Why the hell did this little sister of mine develop such a strange fetish? Was it rted to the institution that raised her? From a young age had she serviced a lot of guys who cheated that didn’t give a damn, but when she serviced the opposite type it was a fresh experience for her?
<span style="font-weight:400">Wait, wasn’t this simr to how a woman who was cheated on once would end up with a string of guys who’d cheat on her? On a psychological level, simply put, she’d acquired a bad taste in men from very early on. It was no doubt something simr to imprinting.
<span style="font-weight:400">Therefore, a guy cheating was something she considered the norm. It was simr to Rosa’s warped view born through her parents. But in Wisteria’s case, for the majority of her life, it was as if she had the same dish over and over again and had grown tired of it. The rare asion where she got a different dish, one that put up resistance, was what roused her appetite the most. It was a hunter’s mentality. The more difficult the prey, the better it tasted.
<span style="font-weight:400">This docile girl on myp was a born and raised hunter.
<span style="font-weight:400">My body suddenly froze in ce when I felt a warm moist sensation from down below. My eyes shot down in a panic when I noticed Wisteria’s lips hadnded in a position under the hem of my shirt.
<span style="font-weight:400">This girl!
<span style="font-weight:400">You couldn’t see what was going on beneath it, but I could feel it. Her tongue had slipped up and over the waistband of the jeans I had on. The tworger halves of her tongue coiled around a certain something in my pants. She had her eyes closed pretending to be a good girl the entire time. But I could see her right eye just barely cracked open. She was peeking at me as if to convey, ‘You want to embarrass me? I can embarrass you too, you know.’
<span style="font-weight:400">“So… is she your sister or not?” Ang suddenly broke the awkward silence in the room and asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Uh, n-no. She’s not my blood-rted sister or legal sister, but we have that kind of rtionship I guess.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I stuttered mid-sentence when I felt the narrow middle part of her tongue lick at the opening of my urethra.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was impossible to keep it down and control it. I was focusing more on keeping a straight face and not letting my voice let slip that anything was up. Ang had very good ears after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see. So she’s just like a sister.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ang came around to my right, moved my bag over a bit, and took a seat beside me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Why! Why do you torment me like this?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Uh, aren’t you busy as a celebrity? You’ve also got university sses now as well. Do you really have time to spend leisurely cking off like me<i><span style="font-weight:400">E</i><span style="font-weight:400">?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria’s tongue suddenly slipped inside my urethra causing my voice to go up a pitch higher. Her tongue had tightly constructed my erection while she was rotating the narrow tongue inside my urethra. It had only taken a short ten seconds and I’d been brought to the brink of ejaction.
<span style="font-weight:400">This technique... I should have sealed it away with the contract I got her to sign today. It was too strong for mankind. We weren’t ready for this sort of forbidden fruit. She wielded a weapon that was far too powerful.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, are you feeling okay? You sound a bit weird today.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m… <i><span style="font-weight:400">fine</i><span style="font-weight:400">. Ha… ha.” I disguised my pants as an awkwardugh.
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t look it, but there was sweat on my back. I was doing everything in my strength to make my body look rxed. In reality, all my muscles were convulsing. Wisteria was pinning my erection down and hiding it with her head, but it was throbbing and I could feel semen gushing out and flooding my urethra. When it encountered the blockage it mysteriously disappeared.
<span style="font-weight:400">She sucked it all up inside her middle tongue. It was like a sponge for semen. It felt like a hot straw had been inserted and she was drinking it up directly from the source.
<span style="font-weight:400">When she finished me off once, I thought things would end at that, however, I was wrong.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was forced to keep up a conversation with Ang for the next half hour while Wisteria got her revenge for being treated like a kid. I thought I’d be sore after her half-hour torture session, but it seemed Wisteria hadn’t revealed everything to me about her abilities yesterday. Her saliva seemed to have the effect of counteracting the numbness one experienced after an orgasm. That, or it was another type of poison she could create. I trusted she wouldn’t go and make me impotent, but there was always the lingering fear that it could happen.
<span style="font-weight:400">After the first three orgasms I had, there wasn’t anything left for me to shoot out. I was just firing off nks by that point. I lost count at some point how many times she forced me to climax while I conversed awkwardly with Ang.
<span style="font-weight:400">Only when I said I had to leave did Wisteria’s tongue retract. She sat up and licked her lips as she shot me a look. ‘Thanks for the meal, big brother~’
<span style="font-weight:400">I don’t have such a little sister!
<span style="font-weight:400">I staggered unsteadily when I stood up.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ang, who noticed when I lost my bnce, asked, “What’s wrong?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Sorry, I just stood up a bit too fast and the blood rushed to my head.” Though my lower body wasn’t sore, I still had a migraine.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria, the culprit of my migraine, innocently raised her hand and waved with a knowing smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll be leaving now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Okay.” Ang looked a bit doubtful but didn’t dig any deeper.
<span style="font-weight:400">The two of them stayed behind. What they talked about after I left, I had no way to know. I just wanted to run as far away from Wisteria’s tongue as possible. Her tongue was that scary.
<span style="font-weight:400">I’d be enved to that pleasurable feeling if she stuck around for too long. That was what my gut instinct told me. It was probably a good thing she had to leave so soon. If I had to deal with that every day I’d definitely lose my mind. My sanity would drop to rock bottom in no time.
<span style="font-weight:400">Little sisters were fearsome creatures. I developed that sort of strange misunderstanding and a new form of PTSD thanks to her.
<span style="font-weight:400">If I ever meet anyone’s little sister I’ll be sure to pay my utmost respect to not incur their wrath. Little sisters are scary. As for big sisters… I don’t even want to imagine it.
<span style="font-weight:400">I don’t want to see Wisteria enter a big sister mode, the thought of that terrifies me and sends shivers down my back.