The Omnistore System

"Is this enough?" Riya asked, blushing slightly as she glanced nervously at the shielded seats.

Kevin stared at her breasts. They were perfectly shaped and firm, with nipples in just the right spot. The smooth, unblemished skin and the way they held their shape made them look almost unreal. It was as if they were the pinnacle of what anyone could imagine.

Kevin smirked, barely controlling his urge to bury his face in her breasts and taste them. "No, make your nipples hard," he said.

"Are you dumb? I'm not doing anything else," she retorted, tucking her breasts back into her shirt, making Kevin a bit sad. He threatened again, "Then don't mind if I csit there," as he started getting up from his seat and moving toward hers.

"You think you can blackmailinto doing perverted things?" Riya glared at him angrily as he once again settled into her seat. "Try me... it's not like I'm the only one who'll get caught."

"And you think I'm afraid of getting caught?" Kevin smirked, grabbing her face. "Even if Mom sees us like this, I won't stop..." he said, pressing another kiss onto her lips.

She pushed him back, her voice filled with frustration. "Please, Kevin, don't do this. You know I wouldn't say no if we were alone, but not here. I understand you missedand can't control your urges, but if we get caught, it's over for us..." She looked genuinely worried and afraid as she tried to stop Kevin from doing anything more inappropriate. Kevin noticed her eyes darting nervously to the back of the car, and he couldn't help but find more pleasure in the situation. He smirked and said, "Okay, I'll stop, but only if you letmake you cum once... with my fingers."

Riya looked even more frustrated and angry at her brother's stubbornness. He had always been stubborn, but never like this, making everything dangerous. She thought about how he had spent the last two months or more without any intimacy, in a dangerous place, and realized he might be frustrated as well. As his sister, she felt it was her duty to help him feel better, but she hadn't expected him to be in such a hurry, especially with others around.

If she refused again, he might demand something even more ridiculous. With a sigh, she nodded and said, "First, go back to your seat."

Kevin, grinning widely, went back to his seat and watched as Riya fiddled with her watch, making her tight black pants loosen. High-end brands often had clothes that could transform into different styles, and Riya's pants were no exception. She changed her tight pants into loose ones, then pulled them down to her knees, revealing only her lacy black panties. "Do it fast," she said.

Kevin didn't move, his eyes glued to her butt pressed against the seat and her muscular thighs, made even more enticing by the lace panties. Smirking, he asked, "Did you wore that for me?"

Riya, a bit embarrassed, nodded while avoiding his gaze. Kevin smiled and somehow managed to lower the gear mechanism between the front car seats, sliding her seat to connect with his. He planted a kiss on her cheek. "Thanks, they look beautiful."

"You're welcome. Now, go on..." she said, gesturing for him to proceed.

Kevin followed her instruction by raising her shirt until her muscular stomach was fully visible. Slowly, he slid his hands down her hard muscles, making her tense as his touch sent a shiver through her. It should, as Kevin was using his yin- raising hands.

Riya clenched her teeth to stifle the moans threatening to escape her mouth as Kevin, unperturbed by her reaction, didn't slide his hands into her panties but instead massaged the area just before them. As his fingers pressed on the spot, she flinched, trying to grab the seat to control the sudden electrifying sensation.

'Like this, I'll cin a second...' she thought to herself. On one hand, she felt a rush of anticipation, knowing she would soon reach orgasm. Yet, she also yearned to prolong the electrifying sensations from Kevin's touch, which were almost comparable to the peak of orgasm but never waned, only intensifying with each passing moment.

Biting her lips, she allowed Kevin to proceed at his own pace, refraining from urging him to go faster, confident that she would soon reach orgasm. Glancing back at the shielded seats, she thought, 'It's not like they're going to get up in a few minutes...'

Feeling a bit more tension-free from the fear of getting caught, she began to relish the tantalizing sensation of Kevin's fingers on her skin, now finding their way into her panties. As Kevin felt the rough texture of her hair down there, he remarked, "You were ready for sfun, huh?"

"Of course, how could I not be when you were coming home," Riya replied, her face a mixture of struggle as she controlled her moans.

Kevin smiled at her response and finally touched her moist folds. Her brows started to glisten with sweat, her breathing quickened as Kevin's fingers began to stroke her outer folds. As she struggled to contain her moans, Kevin surprised her by sealing her lips with his again. Despite the surprise, she didn't resist and began to release soft moans into his mouth while responding to his kiss.

Kevin's hand, positioned behind Riya, grabbed the breast opposite to him and began to squeeze it. Her bra obstructed his touch, but he didn't attempt to remove it, instead continuing to squeeze while his fingers, already inside her panties, transitioned from stroking her folds to exploring her depths, causing squelching sounds to emerge.

"Take the panties off..." Riya requested between kisses, and Kevin complied. As she raised her buttocks slightly, To let Kevin slipped down her damp panties and meet her already lowered pants.

Kevin glanced at her neatly trimmed small bush atop her vaginal folds, only able to see the top part from his position. However, his hands knew their way around without needing his eyes, so he leaned in to kiss her again while his fingers resumed their exploration of her depths.