In the dark room, Yukino gently unbuttoned her clothes, and they fell off one by one, revealing a beautiful body as smooth as jade, so dazzling that even the darkness could not cover its brilliance.
She tilted her head back and stood on tiptoe, gently offering her pink lips to him, hugging him tightly with her naked body. The silent boy couldn't bear to refuse, but still gave a final reminder:
"Are you really ready?"
"Well, as long as it's Asakura-kun, I will never regret it."
The fusion of body and mind was witnessed under the shy moonlight, and the girl felt like she was in a fairyland.
The sobbing cries of the nightingale foreshadow the intensity of the storm.
"Asakura-kun, um... your... is so big, wait a moment."
These words reminded him of an old friend who worked on a sewing machine in China. He subconsciously slowed down his movements, carefully protecting her feelings.
The torn and full feeling overflowed, the strange, wonderful, painful, joyful and exciting all mixed together, and finally came in. Yukino looked at him with tears in her eyes, and took the initiative to kiss him again to vent her feelings.
After the initial relaxation, the two gradually got into the good situation, the iceberg melted and the snow flew, and Yuzhu Qingtian fought bravely.
After all, Yukino was still the girl with short physical endurance, and tonight was her first experience, so she was quickly chopped to pieces by Asakura's saber. Her rapid breathing and closed beautiful eyes showed her exhaustion.
However, the legs tightly wrapped around his waist refused to admit defeat, as if she had to defeat her opponent once before giving up, which was very consistent with her stubborn character.
Just when Asakura was looking at the inexperienced and playful Yukino with a mixture of laughter and tears, he suddenly felt an extremely soft touch from behind him. He turned around and was almost frightened to death.
All he saw was Haruno Yukinoshita's endless snow-white and plump breasts revealed in her open-necked clothes. She was rubbing and hugging him from behind with a resentful and eager expression on her face, and her restless little hands were still wandering on his well-defined muscles.
No, your sister is still here having sex with me, why did you run away?
It would be fine if you just ran away, but what's the point of you sliding around on me? Aren't you afraid that Yukino will find out?
Asakura widened his eyes and frantically signaled to Haruno to stop, but she ignored him and continued to do her own thing, feeling the security and graceful sensation brought to her by the man in front of her.
As if sensing Asakura's distraction, Yukino, who was lying below, hummed a few times in dissatisfaction and wanted to open her eyes to see what he was doing.
There was no way Asakura could really let her open her eyes to see the current situation, so he had to increase the horsepower and roar of the motor. Yukino, who was hit by the powerful force, hummed in comfort and no longer wanted to struggle. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the wonderful experience brought to her by her lover.
After temporarily getting over this crisis, cold sweat broke out on his nervous back. He then turned around and signaled with his mouth to Haruno to leave quickly. He didn't want to continue living in such fear. Although it was exciting to be with a sister, you also have to enjoy the excitement.
Haruno Yukinoshita had already felt extremely upset after seeing her sister successfully confess her love and sleep with Asakura. Now, seeing him anxiously driving her away, her inner resentment reached an unprecedented level.
The more you let me go, the more I want to stay here.
Haruno Yukinoshita held the boy's head stubbornly and kissed him with her pink red lips. She didn't worry at all that her sister, who was still enjoying herself, would notice her. She even deliberately made a louder sound of water stains.
With Yukino in front and Haruno behind, what can he do? He is also very desperate.
Asakura had no choice but to increase his efforts in teaching Yukino the techniques for the birth of life, making her addicted to learning.
On the other side of the battlefield, he freed his hands and began to discipline the reckless Haruno, like a hardworking gardener, picking the plump, juicy and tempting fruits from the ripe fruit trees, transmitting magical electricity from the peak to her whole body.
Haruno Yukinoshita, who was enjoying this feeling for the first time, was struck by lightning and almost fell down. Fortunately, Asakura was quick to catch her, otherwise the two sisters might have looked at each other in embarrassment.
Even so, she still did not repent and greedily enjoyed the wonderful feeling of kissing and caressing.
Even clay figures can have tempers, and Asakura is not an honest man who eats nothing. You just want medicine, right? Today I will keep it secret from you.
The freezing beneath her body became more and more rapid, and Yukino's chanting magic became more and more intense.
His hands became stronger and stronger, leaving red marks on the snow-white skin, but he could vaguely feel that Haruno was becoming more and more excited, and her body was pressed tightly against his.
Let him marry and have his own love, and hope that the storm will come even more violently.
...
I don't know if the two sisters had a telepathic connection, but they reached the peak at the same time. The avalanche and the warm water of the spring river appeared in the room simultaneously. Two unusual smells intertwined and merged in the air, making it difficult to tell their sources.
"Yukino, you should have a good rest first. I will clean up the rest," Asakura said gently in her ear. Yukino was so tired that she could hardly open her eyes. It was indeed a bit difficult for her to endure such a high-intensity battle for the first time.
But before she fell into a deep sleep, she seemed to see him walking out of the room holding something, which might be the garbage in the room. The girl slowly fell asleep with a good mood and some doubts.
Taking advantage of the dark and windy night, Asakura secretly carried Haruno back to her room, muttering, "You are really crazy tonight."
Haruno smiled and said, "I'm not crazy, and I know exactly what I want, Asakura-kun."
The plump and graceful body lay naturally and relaxedly in his arms, her pretty face lightly pressed against his heart, feeling the boy's strong heartbeat, as if every beat rekindled her long-extinguished heart.
"You... forget it. I can't control you, Haruno. I'll give you one last piece of advice. Don't make a choice that you'll regret."
Asakura helplessly held the beauty in his arms and slightly adjusted his posture to make her more comfortable.
"Why would I regret it? Rather, Asakura-kun is the most special person in my life since childhood. If I let you go like this, that would be the one I would regret the most."
Happiness is a seed, wandering towards the direction of the sun, it will bloom into your shape wherever it wanders. If it approaches you, it will approach happiness, and if it moves away from you, it will approach pain.
...
There must be a reason for wearing leather pants over cotton pants, just like Haruno held Asakura and wouldn't let him leave.
"Asakura-kun, can you help me clean myself and change out of my pajamas? I have no strength left."
The smiling girl opened her arms, waiting for his answer.
After all, they had already touched each other, so changing clothes was no big deal. Asakura responded to her expectations with actions.
The warm, wet towel slid across the soft, white skin, and the pink that appeared on the whiteness added a bit of temptation, without missing a single spot from the peaks to the valleys.
After changing into pajamas, Haruno looked at Asakura tenderly and gave her a sweet kiss.
"This is the reward you deserve, Asakura-kun. Good night."
"Good night."