I walked out of the school’s campus once the last bell had rung. As usual, everyone else was getting ready for their sports practice or some other club activity.

The school year had barely begun and the teachers were already cramming us with information we wouldn’t need after graduation. I wasn’t an honors student like my older sister, but I had always managed to get by. Speaking of which..

I was delighted by the sight of Aiko walking to the train station with her friends; this kind of event was a rare occurrence. She was the student council president, so she was constantly busy with organizing school events or fundraisers.

I felt bad for the other girl that was running for president; Aiko had won by a huge landslide.

One of her friends must have said something funny because a radiant smile appeared on her face. The sight of Aiko smiling combined with the falling sakura blossoms was something a worldly photographier would have kill for. Perhaps Buddha himself would have skipped nirvana to see her.

I wish I was standing beside her, but I knew how she felt about me being around her.

Before I knew it, we were already at the station and Aiko’s friends had already left. It wasn’t crowded right now because most of our peers were going to cram school or participating in clubs.

A train stopped and created a small rush of wind. I quickly looked up to the heavens; today was my lucky day.

Aiko moved her hands in front of her to cover her skirt, but the back of her skirt was completely free. Her skirt billowed up and I was greeted by the godly sight of her white panties hugging her ass. My phone was in my hands in an instant and I was able to get a good picture of her. If my parents weren’t home, I would be able to print this out and stash it with the rest of my collection.

I was so busy ogling the picture that Aiko and my train had left. Ten minutes of waiting for a train was nothing compared to the days I would be able to use this new material.

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Once I was inside, I took off my shoes and switched into my slippers. My slippers were just a plain black pair while my sister’s slippers were some girly shade of pink.

“I’m home.”

No one answered, so that meant that my parents were still at work. Even if they were here, they wouldn’t do anything besides nag at me. Aiko was their favorite child, so she was always able to convince my parents to get her clothes in the latest trends. I didn’t mind their favoritism because their neglect meant that they often left me to my own devices.

I was walking to the living room when I heard Aiko calling for me.

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“Nagi!”

Like a loyal puppy, I walked towards her voice.

“What is it, nee-chan?”

“You left your stupid idol manga here! You’re so grosss.”

My sister left the bathroom and as soon as she saw me, she threw my manga. The book hit me straight in the forehead. For someone like me, the force of the book was enough to send me on my back.

Aiko was in my face. Her blonde hair was tied up and she was still wearing her school uniform. The disgusted look on her face made her look like a goddess about to impose her divine wrath on me.

“You’re such a loser. Who even reads manga nowadays?” her girlish snicker could have been heard throughout the house, “No wonder all you ever do is sulk. The only thing you do after school is go to your room instead of hanging out with your friends,” at this, she paused before bursting out in laughter, “Do you even have any friends?”

“Hah hah ha. You’re so funny, sis. I wouldn’t want to be friends with anyone that worships you.”

I’m so fucked up. My dick was twitching at her words. How was someone like me supposed to stay calm in this kind of situation?

She put her right hand to her mouth and gave me a smug look. Her eyes were looking down on me like I was already at her mercy.

“Weren’t you always~ following me? My friends would ask who was following me, but you’d disappear every time I looked back. So I took out my mirror one day and there you were. What do you have to say about that Otouto-chan~?”

I swear my face was beet red. What was up with this sudden change of events? How long has she known about it? My heart and my dick weren’t prepared for this.

“W-We take the same way home. Why would I-”

She laughed, “You can’t even admit that you’re lusting after your own sister? What kind of cowardly pervert are you?”

“I don’t-”

Aiko came closer, her breasts hovering above my chest. If I even tried sitting upright, I’d be able to feel them against me. She licked her lips, almost ferociously. Her saliva glistened on her lips and made them even more tempting.

My pants felt unbearably tight at the thought of those lips being around me. Fuck.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me. You think I don’t know?” She lowered her body onto mine and her chest was finally pressed against mine. I gulped. Was this a dream?

“I mean, your dick is already this hard. Are you getting turned on? Do you have some sick fetish for being talked down on?” Her soft and condescending voice was practically melting my ear off.

Hours of fapping would never be able to be as good as fucking Aiko.

This kind of situation was too irresistible for me, so I had to do something.

I grabbed her wrists and turned us around so that she was the one at my mercy. The thought of a girl looking at me with disdain was nice, but the idea of fucking my older sister like this was even more appealing.

Aiko’s eyes widened. Serves her right, even a frail guy like me could hold her down.

“W-What are you doing? Get off of me before I scream you sicko!” Her hands were making a weak effort to break free from my grasp.

Well.. If she wasn’t planning on being quiet...

I pressed my lips onto hers, muffling her complaints.

God, so this was what her lips felt like. Her lips were soft and wet against mine, but I wanted more.