Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

Chapter 295 295: Special gift! [R-18+]

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"I'm merely ensuring that you have removed your panties," he whispered, his fingers intertwining with the tendrils of my hair, his touch both tender and possessive. "I recall you mentioning doing so in the bathroom earlier."

A flicker of guilt sparked within me, mingling with a potent mixture of longing and submission. I yearned for my brother's forgiveness, an act that would solidify our connection even further.

With a conscious surrender, I lowered my waist, parting my legs with meticulous care, allowing my brother's hands unrestricted freedom to traverse the landscape of my desires.

"How do you feel about venturing outside without the confines of undergarments?" he inquired, his voice laced with a tantalizing blend of mischief and anticipation.

His fingers traced the contours of my delicate flesh, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. Meanwhile, his tongue ventured into the depths of my ear, an intimate exploration that further ignited the flames of our shared secret.

"I am, brother," I confessed, my cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. "While the fear of exposure adds an element of thrill, it also stirs an intoxicating sense of lust within me."

His touch continued to elicit a symphony of pleasure, coaxing forth a delicate moan from my lips.

Over time, my body had grown accustomed to the tender ministrations of my older brother, my once-innocent folds now trained to withstand the gentle caresses bestowed upon them.

"Ah, brother... please...," I pleaded, my voice a delicate plea tinged with a hint of longing.

As my brother's finger delved into the depths of my moist pussy, a rosy hue painted my cheeks, betraying the undeniable cock coursing through my being.

Instinctively, I pressed his hand against the fabric of my skirt, a feeble attempt to conceal the visible evidence of my horniness. "Your pussy is getting more wet. are you getting excited?" he inquired with a knowing smirk, his voice laced with a mixture of amusement and satisfaction.

My response came in a hushed breath, barely audible, "It's because of your touching there..."

The impending arrival at our summer house loomed near, and my brother's words hung in the air, igniting a sense of urgency within me.

"Before we reach our place, I want you to give me with a fervent blowjob, my dear sister," he commanded, his gaze fixated on my face. With a playful grin, he extracted his erect manhood from the confines of his pants, presenting it to me, a tantalizing invitation.

"Yes, brother..." I acquiesced, my voice tinged with a mixture of obedience and anticipation. With a heart brimming with contentment, I assumed my position, burying my face between his legs.

"Master, I am here to serve you," I declared with genuine devotion. With a sense of purpose, I lavished his cock with saliva, delicately sweeping my hair to the side to afford me unobstructed access to every inch of his cock. My tongue danced along the contours of his manhood, diligently exploring its entirety in a meticulous display of oral worship.

Amidst the act, my brother offered a gentle reminder, his voice filled with concern. "Ellie, the carriage may shake or come to an abrupt halt. Be cautious not to harm yourself with your teeth."

Reassured by his words, I continued my ministrations, my brother's hand tenderly caressing my head as I pleasured him with unwavering dedication. "Ellie, you look absolutely stunning with your hair tied into a ponytail," he complimented, his fingers gently tracing the contours of my scalp.

"Thank you, brother," I murmured, my voice muffled by his engorged cock. I heeded his instruction, ensuring that no part of him remained outside the sanctuary of my mouth, safeguarding his pants from any telltale signs of our intimate connection.

The carriage rattled on, its occupants shielded by the drawn curtains, yet a thread of trepidation lingered within me. While the risk of being discovered was minimal with my face buried between my brother's legs, each pause in the journey sent my heart into a frenzy, as though it threatened to burst with the weight of our secret.

Moments later, after partaking of my brother's essence, the carriage finally arrived at our summer house, perched majestically overlooking the vast expanse of the sea.

The sky, bathed in hues of crimson as the sun began its descent, added an enchanting aura to the scene. As the familiar sight of the villa, standing resolute on the hill by the shore, came into view, a flood of bittersweet memories from my childhood washed over me. However, the fleeting joy was soon overshadowed.

"Aryanna..." My gaze fell upon her as I disembarked from the carriage, witnessing her poised at the entrance of the villa, offering a polite bow. The smile that had adorned my face moments ago dissipated like a fragile illusion, leaving behind an air of unease.

Questions danced on the tip of my tongue, eager to escape my lips, but they remained imprisoned by an invisible force.

The three of us convened for dinner within the confines of the villa, yet I remained silent throughout the entire meal, my thoughts consumed by an unspoken turmoil.

The urgency to find solace led me to retreat to the bathroom ahead of my brother, who had promised a special gift whe he come back fromt bathroom.

And so, with a lingering sense of anticipation, I withdrew into the solitude of the bathroom, awaiting the moment when my brother would join me in the bedroom. And give me the soecial gift he promise.

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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the I won't mind if you send more stones, and plz don't forget the gifts.)

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