"Wel... The. Take care of 'today's' for m. Will you?"
"..."
The storage room where the wooden swords and armor of the knight students are kept.
Following on from yesterda. Kemmy had visited here again today. This time she was wearing the school's sailor uniform instead of the black innerwea. Which is made of a fabric that is easy to move around in. This was Keith's instruction.
All in order to protect her brother-in-law. To do what I can do as a big sister to protect Zeke from the evil hands of the delinquents who bully him.
In exchange for giving himself up as The Woma. Keith promises to stay out of Zeke's life.
The other day he let her rub his ches. But that one tim. Howeve. Was not the end of the story. It was a sneak. Unequal deal: if Kemmy refused for even one da. The assault and harassment of Zeke would resume that day.
'Ant. You were really... Yesterday!
'Yea. Because you let me rub your tits. I didn't do anything to Zeke in the dorm room after tha. Or even toda. After schoo. Up until this very momen. Okay?"
Despite his arrogant attitud. Keith was right. Keith didn't do anything special in the room where he spent time with Zeke and Tette after Kemmy had made him rub her breasts through her black underwear here yesterday.
And the next da. Or even the whole day toda. He didn't curse at Zeke or beat him up in what he called a mock match during a lecture. Kemmy knows that. As far as I could se. Keith had kept his word.
I hope s. But.... If you break your promis. You'll get a real free...!"
I'm not going to let you get away with this. I don't know how many bones that skinny geek will break if you run away or tell anyone?"
"... You lowlife...!"
Kemmy stared at him with anger in her ruby eye. Not expecting him to be such a lousy human being. He shook his clenched fis. Not knowing when he was going to hit her or pick up the wooden swor. Or what even he himself would do in anger.
But Keith didn't seem to mind at all and ordere. "Just get on with it and show us your big tits.
".... The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the rest of the game. I'm going to break all of your bones and your nose when the tournament is over...!
"That'll be fun. I'll keep that in mind."
More than Kemmy's threat. Keith is now more interested in Kemmy's breast implants (tits).
The fabric of white sailor suits for summer is thi. And although not as thin as black innerwea. The silhouette of the bod. Especially the shape of the breasts and buttocks (hips. Is easily revealed.
The fact that all the students are wearing the same uniform means that you can clearly see the 'differences' between them. The most prominent example would be Makina's big tits. Howeve. Kemmy's breasts were also bigger than those of girls her age. The pure white uniform and red ribbons are pushed up and gently curved by Kemmy's twin dunes.
The blue pleated skirt is also attractively rounde. Evoking the shape of Kemmy's healthy thighs and her plump ass.
"Nn...Aa......!"
We already know you're vulnerable to being touche. So you don't have to hold back your voic. Okay?"
Such a sensitive reaction to the movement of her own breasts. The actuality that there are two levels of 'protective gear' – clothes and underwear – still leaves Kemmy in an inferior position.
"I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not weak. I'm not holding bac. And I'm not...! Oh!
In the cramped summer cabi. With sweat on her forehead from more than just the heat and humidit. Kemmy never wants to acknowledge Keith's words.
If so – Keith pulled up her sailor suit and slipped down her underwear to expose her raw big tits.
"O. My God! Wai. What are you doing...!
I let out a scream that was surprisingly feminin. Even for Kemmy herself.
I had thought that the only exchange was to let her rub my breasts through my clothes. It was understandable that he was very upset by this unexpected turn of events.
The most important thing to remember is that the best way to get the most out of your car is to be careful when you are driving.
I just moved her out of the way so I could rub her breasts. Don't make a fuss about it."
When he yells at me in a high-handed manner and continues to caress my breast. Ignoring my gestures and words of resistanc. I feel angry and uncomfortable.
Kemmy hated people who looked down on her just because she was "A woman" Or had the idea that women were supposed to serve men.
And yet–
"O. My Go. You've got to be nicer to me!"
I don't have time to be nice to every woman. Just shut up and put up your uniform.
My bra is slid down to the position below my breasts. Her uniform was rolled up to her collarbon. And she grabbed it with her own two hands to hold it in place.
The most important thing to remember is that the best way to get the most out of your car is to make sure that it is in the right place at the right time.
I was so happy to see her.
I'm going to go to....
The type of boy I don't like. He bullies my brother-in-law and is a pain in the ass. He's a jerk who makes a deal to let me touch him in exchange for not bullying him.
Even though I'm with someone like that. I'm not supposed to like it.
I've read in porno books that normally you're a bit of a bitc. But when it comes to se. A bitch like you is more submissive to men. Are you really a dirty masochistic pig too?"
The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what is going on in your life.
"F-f-fucking...! ♥ Fooling aroun. Don't you dare! Don't!
But the unaccustomed pleasure is overwhelmin. And the wet look in her eyes is not powerful enoug. And when the exposed raw nipples are plucked up by thick finger. A high-pitched female voice echoes through the storage shed.
"Hyaaaaan!"
'Hah. You're moaning too much just from having your nipples played with. Orc girl Kemmy is still a dominatrix erotic woman...!"
I had no idea how humiliating it was to have my reactions to being caressed objectively observed and evaluated as a "Masochist" Or an "Erotic woman".
But at the same time my body is getting more and more on fir. My nipples are getting har. My crotch is getting wet and my legs and feet are shaking so much that it's hard to even stand up.
No matter how much I try to deny it with word. No matter how much I reject it in my hea. My body honestly acknowledges Keith's words.
-Even if it's a boy she doesn't lik. If it's a 'strong male. Her body will respond in submissio. And that it's her nature to be a helples. Masochisti. Weak female.
N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. N. No…
Then she reaches it agai. Her whole body trembling and shakin. Making a sweet charming sound that is far from her normal self.
She's a livel. Masculin. And physically attractive gir. And she comes with a lot of enthusiasm just by caressing her breasts and playing with her nipples.
"Ora...! Don't make yourself cum all the time. Touch and serve me to...!"
Keith pulled down his lower undergarments and pulled out a meat rod that stood straight and razor-sharp like a sword. It was a penis that seemed to embody Keith's roughness and wildnes. Befitting his larg. Muscular frame.
"He. Hey...! What are you doing? Put it awa. Put it awa. Don't do that...! ♥♥
Kemmy's face was already red from the climax of pleasur. But even s. She could see that she was clearly upset.
I've never seen a male organ before in my life – n. I have minimal knowledge of it from books and school lectures. I may have seen it in the distant past when I took a bath with Zeke and Erik. But that was when I had just started to remember things.
In any cas. This is the first time for me to see such a bi. Hot and erect penis. I can't turn my eyes away from i. Even though I should understand that it's a dirty thin. Even though it's one of the things of boys I don't like.
"Get on with i...! I'm going to make you cum with my hand shimmying all over you."
"O. Stop it! Stop it!...! This isn't what we agreed to!
Keith's big hand grips my skinny wrist and forces me to my crotc. Where he touches my meaty pole with his right hand.
She wielded a wooden sword every day as a knight studen. But she always took care of her hands and fac. Following her mother Smyrna's advice that a girl's hands must always be beautiful. Thanks to thi. Kemmy's hands and fingers have maintained their smooth texture and beauty.
It's now touching and gripping Keith's meat hook. I hadn't been grooming it for a moment like this. I'd dreamed of one day holding hands with someone – someone I loved.
(... Zeke...)
All she could think about was her brother-in-law. I thought I had made up my mind to endure for the sake of my brother and to protect hi. But the hea. Hardness and jerking movements of the erect cock in my hand almost shakes even that decision.
"O. Ye... Keep it moving slowly.... Unlike masturbating with your own hand. This is a lot more special...!"
Keit. Who has no knowledge or even interest in any of Kemmy's thought. Is ecstatic.
"Rub my balls too... And I'll buzz you if you hurt them...!"
"Uh.... O. My Go. O. My Go....
Since he knows that the target of the blow-off is his brother-in-law (Zeke. Not himself (Kemmy. He can't go against him.
Kemmy squeezed his cock with one hand while his other hand fluffed and squeezed his big ball sack.
All the whil. Keith continues to rub her big tits and finger-tip her nipples.
The male organ and the female nipple stimulate each other's 'prongs. And the sweat and lewd smells in the hot and humid cabi. And the breathing and voices become rougher and rougher.
It is as if to reveal their sexual pleasure building to a climax. The adolescent boy and girl are aroused.
"He. Something...♥♥ Nnn. A. A. A little bit of a slurp came ou. But...♥."
It's just a little bit of patience juice. I'm gonna cum. Keep pumpin. Kemmy! I'm gonna cum...!"
"S. I'm leaving."...? ♥ Yo. What are you...! ♥
O. Fuck!...!
"Hyaaaaa...♥"
The first time I saw Keit. I thought he was going to be a little bit of a jer. But he didn't answer my questions or my confusion.
The hot and slurried semen is much more quantity and viscous than the endurance juic. Not only Kemmy's han. But even the skirt and thighs of the school uniform are stained white.
"Hot...♥ This is ejaculation...♥"
Breathing har. Her breasts still expose. Kemmy was so overwhelmed by the life-like physiology of the first male ejaculation she'd ever seen that she kept her hand on Keith's cock indefinitely.
She grinned at me and sai. "How long are you going to hold my coc. Do you like it that much?" I let go of his hand quickly out of embarrassment when he teased me with a smirk on his fac. But the squidgy cum stuck in my hand made my heart skip a beat.
"That was the grossest masturbation I've ever had in my life... I'll see you tomorro. Okay? If you like my dic. You can be my bitch...
Keit. Having finished ejaculating and put away his loa. Is suddenly in a cool mood and is closing in on Kemmy.
He was about to let his lips – as it were – touch each othe. And Kemmy quickly refused by putting her hand in front of her face.
Wai. Wai...! Just don't kiss me. Just don't kiss me...! Pleas. Just...!
Keith couldn't force himself any furthe. Not wanting to kiss the palm of a hand covered in his own cu. As the hand that had just spit out his cum from a hand job was now in front of his face.
But since I'd given her a breast rub and a hand jo. I thought I'd at least kiss her... But there was still time for 'fun. So I sai. "Wel. Anywa. I'll see you tomorro. Okay?" The actual "I'll see you tomorro. Anywa." He told Kemm. And walked out of the storage shed.
Kemmy knew that no matter what the conditions wer. Even if she had to give herself up to protect her brother-in-la. The kiss was the one line she would never cross.
The most important thing to remember is that you should only kiss people you really like from a very young age. The same is probably true for his sister Erika. For the Hynes famil. Kissing is as important as or more important than sex.
"... Okay.... Atashi can do.... I'm your big sister...!"
She wasn't as academically gifted as her sister Erik. Nor as receptive as Smyrna. Because I was the second daughter and younger siste. I was happy when my childhood friend Zeke became my brother-in-law. I want to be a dependable woman like my mother and sister. I want to be a strong woman. That was Kemmy's identity and reason for being to others.
What are you doing her. Kemmy? What are you doing her. Kemmy?"
I wiped my hands and clothes stained with Keith's semen and was about to leave the storage shed when I bumped into Tet. The training with Zeke was ove. And he probably came to put away his wooden sword and armor.
The fact that I was in thecabin (Coco) with Keith until such late hours also makes me feel heavy.
"... O. I got a bad grade in make-up class the other day!
To avoid having her wounded heart and tainted body realize. She uses her usual lively and optimistic tone of voice to cover it up.
Even the situation of having to do that was hard and sad for Kemmy.
"Okay. But isn't it bad if you don't train as well? Kemmy is also a competitor in the sword tournament.
I know! You're so sill. Tette. I'm not worried about it. Unlike Zek. I'm the strongest without any training!
Finall. I adde. "Wel. I'll practice properly though~" And parted from Tet with an unsuspecting face. If I talk to anyone any mor. That's all I'm going to cry about.
Kemmy's feet then turned towards the school building. The training was over and only Tet had come to put away his gea. Which meant that Zeke should be alone now.
I want to– I want to see him. I want to see my brother-in-law and talk to my precious family. They may sense something strange or abnormal – but I still want to be with my childhood friend who has been with me all my lif. And I want to be with the boy I love right now.
"... O. Zeke...!"
I turned the corner and found Zeke just outside the school building. He's having a conversation with someone leaning out of an open windo. In a first floor classroom.
As he approache. He realized that the person Zeke was conversing with was Smyrn. His insurance doctor and his own mother. They are talking happily about something. As a family membe. He wanted to feel as comfortable as possible in that circle of his own – and he did.
"...?"
–Then… Smyrna and Zek. Either wa. Brought their faces close together–they touched their lips together.
You promised me that we'd talk about this stuff after we got home from summer vacation.
"O. I'm sorr. My stepmother... Smyrna. I couldn't stand... It. I'll do my bes. Though... I'll do my best! I'm going to do well in the sword tournamen. And when I d. I'll... Be there!"
"I know... That I'm going to make you feel so goo. I'm going to make you feel so good...."
Before she could hear any more conversatio. Kemmy left the scene. Anger and sadness passed through he. Leaving her with blank thoughts and a blank expression on her fac. Unable to think of anything else.
You said– you said you only kissed people you cared about. So why Mom and Zeke?
The answer to that question was really quite simple. Even Kemmy's brai. Not Erika'. Could easily solve it.
Zeke was important to Smyrn. And Zeke's important person was his mother Smyrna. That was all there was to it.
"... Haha. I don't know what I'm... Doin. Atashi...."
I don't get angry or cry. Someho. It just makes you laugh a little. A very funny and amusing clow. Kemmy thought to herself.