My Older Sister Is Easily Swayed - Chapter 2

In the kitchen where the morning light faintly poured in, Ryouta was absentmindedly stirring his coffee. His older sister Misaki sat at the table, the only sound being the noise of butter being spread on her toast. The awkward atmosphere between them was the result of yesterday’s events. An unspoken tension seemed to bind them both.

“…The weather is nice today.”

Ryouta awkwardly tried to start a conversation, but he immediately felt how out of place his words were. Misaki looked at him for a moment, then quickly turned her eyes back to her toast.

“Ah, uh, yeah.”

Misaki’s voice also sounded uneasy. The two of them were, almost instinctively, avoiding each other’s gaze.

“Do you have morning practice today too?”

Ryouta tried to keep the conversation going, but he couldn’t find the right words. Misaki responded shortly.

“…Yeah. I’m about to head out.”

Ryouta nodded and took a sip of his coffee, but the bitterness that spread in his mouth felt stronger than usual. With every exchange, an awkward silence passed between them.

Though both felt awkward, neither knew what to say. They both wanted to convey something in their hearts, but the words just wouldn’t come.

“Well then, I’ll be going.”

Misaki stood up and walked away from the table. Ryouta gave a small nod, but he didn’t look at Misaki.

“Yeah, take care.”

Ryouta’s voice also sounded somewhat empty.

The sound of the door closing echoed, and the room returned to silence. The few words exchanged between the two seemed to speak of a strange awkwardness.

–

In the classroom, Ryouta was lost in thought. He couldn’t focus on the lesson again today. He had heard that his parents would be late again tonight.

He remembered what happened yesterday. He didn’t think his sister Misaki put up much resistance. Even though it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, he didn’t know if what he did was right. However, he didn’t want to act like nothing happened.

Should he keep going down this path, or go back to being the close siblings they used to be? Ryouta was torn.

The lunch break ended, and afternoon classes began. During lunch, he stopped thinking and spent time with his good friends, which made him feel a bit clearer. Now, Ryouta began sorting out his thoughts again.

I’ve begun to view my sister as someone of the opposite s3x. And yesterday, I couldn’t help but feel aroused.

(What do I want to do with my sister…?)

I want to touch her body more. I want to fully thrust my s3x into hers. I want to see my sister’s lewd appearance more.

(How does my sister feel about it?)

Last night, she didn’t refuse or resist. My sister has a tendency to be weak against pressure. She either couldn’t say anything, or perhaps she was swept along by the atmosphere at that moment. Since she practices karate, she could have resisted strongly to some extent, but she didn’t.

(…Was she not totally against it?)

Ryouta’s thoughts gradually began to shift to suit his own desires. He started to see his sister as a member of the opposite s3x. Then, he began to think that perhaps his sister had feelings for him.

(With my sister…)

Ryouta’s mind raced. When he reached the conclusion that Misaki liked him, he began thinking about what he should do next.

(I…)

“Alright, that’s all for today’s lesson,” the teacher’s voice reached his ears just as the bell rang. At the signal of “Stand up! Bow!” all the students stood up and bowed in unison.

Ryouta made up his mind and started considering what would happen tonight.

As Ryouta walked home from school, he thought to himself. His parents would be coming home late again today. Misaki had club practice, so he still had time before she got back.

(Is there something I can do?)

Ryouta had a strange confidence that, as long as he created the right momentum, he could push through. Tomorrow was Saturday, so there would be no school. He needed to completely set the stage today and tomorrow. But the more he thought about it, the more he couldn’t come up with anything. Before he knew it, he was standing in front of his house.

–

In the evening, the sound of the front door opening quietly reached Ryouta. He was sitting on the living room sofa, with his textbooks spread out, but he lifted his head at the sound of the door. Misaki had returned. She was in her usual school uniform, with a tired expression. Ryouta softly said, “Welcome back,” but Misaki didn’t respond. She simply went up to her room. After changing, Misaki headed straight to the kitchen.

From the kitchen, the sound of a knife chopping vegetables could be heard. Misaki was silently preparing dinner. Ryouta listened to the sound, but as he tried to focus on his textbooks again, he found it impossible to concentrate. Though he had made up his mind, the oppressive feeling in his chest took over his thoughts whenever she was around.

“What are you making today?” Ryouta called out toward the kitchen. However, Misaki didn’t answer. Instead, he heard the sound of the refrigerator opening. After a while, a small voice finally responded.

“…I was thinking of making a simple stir-fry.”

“I see, thanks.” Ryouta responded, but his voice carried a surprising amount of tension, even to himself.

When dinner was ready, Misaki silently set the dishes on the table. As Ryouta watched her arrange the food, he felt that today, he had to finally express what he had always thought in his heart. If he didn’t improve the atmosphere even just a little now, it would cause problems later. Ryouta put down his chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke to Misaki.

“Thanks for always making dinner. I’m really grateful that you cook for me, sis.”

At those words, Misaki looked surprised for a moment before her cheeks turned slightly pink. “…You don’t need to say that now,” she muttered, her voice small and shy, her gaze still fixed on the table.

“No, I really appreciate it. It’s such a relief to come home and find that you’ve made dinner for me,” Ryouta continued. His voice was filled with genuine gratitude.

Misaki poked at her stir-fry with her chopsticks, as if processing Ryouta’s words. After a brief silence, she gave a small smile and responded, “…I see. Thanks.”

Seeing her smile, Ryouta felt a slight sense of relief. The awkward atmosphere that had been lingering seemed to ease just a little. The tension between them seemed to melt away, even if just a bit.

“Hey, Ryouta,” Misaki called out. “After dinner… do you want to watch a movie together?”

“Yeah, sounds good. Let’s do that,” Ryouta smiled and replied.

After dinner, the two of them ended up deciding to watch a movie together in the living room. The mood wasn’t completely relaxed yet, but at least there was a little more natural conversation than in the morning. The atmosphere wasn’t bad, Ryouta thought.

After cleaning up from dinner, Ryouta dimmed the lights in the living room and sat down on the sofa, while Misaki stood in front of the TV with the remote in hand. She hesitated for a moment, scrolling through a list of movie titles. There was still a subtle tension between them, but it was definitely more relaxed than before.

“Is there a movie you want to watch?” Misaki asked, turning to Ryouta.

Ryouta thought for a moment and said, “Hmm, anything is fine… but how about an action movie? Didn’t you like those, sis?”

Misaki gave a small nod and said, “How about this one? I’ve been meaning to watch it,” pointing at the new action movie title on the screen.

Ryouta looked at the screen and replied, “Oh, that looks interesting.” When Misaki pressed the play button on the remote, the movie started, and the two of them began to relax a little.

As the movie began, intense action scenes unfolded one after another, and the two were drawn into the excitement. Each time Misaki gasped at a scene, her arm brushed against Ryouta’s. Ryouta felt it but chose not to acknowledge it, pretending to focus on the movie.

Then, a scene began where the protagonists, while working together to escape a dangerous situation, gradually fell in love. Ryouta felt a sense of connection to the scene and felt as though the distance between him and Misaki was slowly shrinking.

Ryouta gently placed his hand on Misaki’s. Misaki was momentarily shocked but quickly blushed and allowed him to hold her hand.

The movie was heading toward its climax, and the protagonists’ love and determination were being tested. Ryouta noticed his heart rate increasing naturally, but he believed that Misaki was feeling the same way. The flow of things seemed perfect.

“Sis.”

Ryouta held Misaki’s hand and whispered, “What?” she replied without taking her eyes off the TV screen.

“I’m sorry about yesterday. I didn’t mean to surprise you.”

A short silence followed. The movie was at its climax.

“…Yeah. I was surprised.”

“But sis, you weren’t bothered by it, right?”

“…”

Misaki looked down in embarrassment. Ryouta continued talking.

“Hey, look at me.”

“…”

Misaki slowly looked at Ryouta’s face. It was faintly flushed.

“Sis, I…”

Before he could say anything, Misaki squeezed their linked hands firmly. Then, as if making up her mind, she locked eyes with Ryouta.

Seeing this, Ryouta was certain it was the right moment and kissed Misaki.

“Mmm…”

Misaki was surprised for a moment but accepted it without resistance. Ryouta slowly pulled away, and they gazed at each other again.

“…It’s okay, right?”

“…”

Misaki nodded slowly without saying a word.

“Sis, relax.”

Ryouta embraced Misaki once more and whispered in her ear. Misaki quietly nestled into his arms. After a brief moment of silence, Misaki moved in and kissed him. The two of them kissed again and again, feeling things intensifying.

“Haa… Mmm… Slurp…”

Their tongues intertwined, and the sound of exchanging saliva echoed through the room. They continued to passionately devour each other.

“You’re so cute, sis.”

When Ryouta whispered in Misaki’s ear, she flinched, her body trembling. Seeing her reaction, Ryouta began to lick her ear. Sweet moans started to escape from Misaki’s mouth.

“Ah… I like that…”

Misaki released a soft, almost inaudible voice. Ryouta extended his hand to her thigh and gently began to caress it.

“Mmm… Ah…”

Misaki attempted to muffle her voice by covering her mouth, but Ryouta didn’t let her.

“I want to hear more.”

When Ryouta whispered in her ear, Misaki squirmed, clearly ticklish. After kissing her neck, Ryouta slowly extended his hand toward her chest.

“Ah… not there… no…”

Misaki attempts to resist, but she can’t summon the strength, and she ends up at Ryouta’s mercy. Ryouta gently kneads her chest.

“Ah… mm… No…”

Misaki desperately tried to suppress her voice, but her efforts were in vain as her moans echoed through the room. Before she knew it, the movie had ended.

Ryouta laid Misaki down on the sofa and gently stroked her private parts. She briefly showed signs of resistance but quickly became quiet, as if giving up.

“Ah… mm…”

Ryouta leaned over Misaki and kissed her again, this time trailing his tongue from her neck to her collarbone. Soft moans escaped her lips as her breathing became ragged. Ryouta slid his hand into her panties and continued to touch her sensitive areas, causing her to cry out loudly for the first time.

“Ah…! No… there…”

Upon hearing that voice, Ryouta grew even more aroused.

While he murmured, ‘This spot is sensitive, huh?’ he moved his fingers in small, precise motions, stimulating her cl!toris.

“Mmm… mmm…” Watching Misaki struggling to endure pleasure, Ryouta felt a throbbing sensation in his lower body. Thinking that it would become painful if this continued, he started to loosen his belt.

“Sis, please take care of mine too.”

Misaki carefully gripped Ryouta’s p3nis. It was the first time she’d ever held one, and it felt very hot, pulsing with a strong heartbeat.

“Amazing…” Misaki exclaimed in awe. Ryouta placed his p3nis in her hand and she began to move slowly. The fact that it was his sister doing this only intensified his excitement.

Before she knew it, Misaki’s pvssy was soaking wet with love juice. Ryouta, aiming to make his sister more lewd, slowly inserted his finger into her hole.

“Ah…!” Misaki cried out involuntarily at the sensation. Ryouta whispered in her ear, “I’m going to move…” and started to move his hand violently. A squelching sound echoed through the living room. Misaki tried hard to raise her hips to match his movements, but she couldn’t bear it and her hips soon dropped.

After moving his hand a few times, Ryouta pushed his fingers deeper inside.

“Ah! No!”

Misaki, confused by a sensation she had never felt before, couldn’t resist the pleasure. She desperately moved her hand, still wrapped around Ryouta’s p3nis.

“Ah… No… I can’t take it anymore…”

Misaki felt her limit approaching. When Ryouta massaged her chest with his left hand, her v4g1na contracted tightly in response.

“Sis, it’s okay to cum.”

“Ah…!”

As she heard those words, Misaki felt a tingling sensation surge up her spine.

“Ah! I’m cumming!” Misaki’s body shook violently as she reached her climax.

Similarly, Ryouta was also nearing his limit.

“Sis, I’m going to…”

“Mm… it’s okay.”

Each time Ryota ejaculated with a violent thrust, Misaki let out a soft moan, ‘Ah… ahhh…!'”

“S-Sorry.”

Ryouta wiped off his semen from Misaki’s hands and face with a tissue.

“It’s okay. Thank you.”

“Mom and Dad will be back soon. I’ll clean up the rest, so go ahead and take a bath.”

“Mm. That’s true.”

Misaki kept her head down as she went toward the bathroom, and Ryouta started cleaning the room.

Ryouta was overwhelmed with a sense of fulfillment. Tomorrow was Saturday, and there was no school.

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