NTR Crush: I Will Steal Every Girl

“Mmm… gmmm…” lewd noises came from Akiko’s lips as her head rocked up and down on my cock.

After about ten minutes of it, I sat up and pushed her head away. “Enough…”

Akiko glanced up at me, her lips wet and puffy, her eyes holding a strange sense of worry for the man who turned her into his own personal slave.

“What is it? Is everything okay?” She asked.

The rest of the week had passed, and it was now Friday. My sister had remained out of sight since seeing Jack cheating on her, and Netori had remained out of sight since her own indiscretions. The fated day in which I was supposed to meet up with Gina was now, yet instead of meeting up with her, I had remained home. She had actually called me three times this last week, but in the end, I had left the phone go to voicemail.

My body felt numb, and my heart felt pained. After seeing Netori sleep with another player, all of my motivation seemed to die in a single moment. I knew, deep down, that Netori was never truly mine, but somehow seeing her like that hurt me anyway. I was such an idiot. I got so caught up with the thrill of the game, I never thought about the consequences. This was a game where you played or you got played. I wanted every girl, but I wasn’t prepared for the cost of having them stolen. It was far too terrifying and far too painful.

Thus, I hid in my room and avoided interacting with the world. I couldn’t loose anything, if I had nothing to loose. Had Akiko not come over today of her own volition, I wouldn’t have even made it this far. Yet, her mouth on my cock was barely enough for me to get it up. I kept seeing her with Derek. What was the point in continuing this? She’d only just go running back to him when she was done.

“I’m done.” I sighed, “You can go.”

Akiko frowned, wiping off her mouth and kneeling with her arms crossed, unsure what to do. “Hakaru…”

“I said go!” I snapped. “Go back to Derek. Isn’t he what you want?”

Akiko’s face darkened. “You made me your slave, or don’t you remember? I don’t get what I want!”

“Well, guess what, you’re free!”

Akiko’s eyes widened. “Wh-what?”

“Go! I don’t need you anymore! Just get out of my room!”

Akiko stood up, a look of disbelief on her face. “You don’t mean that.”

“You swore to follow my requests, right? My request is that it’s done! Get out of my room. Get out of my life! Go fuck Derek! Isn’t he the guy you want anyway? Fuck him, and forget I ever existed!” I snapped.

Akiko took a step back, her eyes watering. “You… you can be a real asshole sometimes!”

“And you’re just a slut who cheated on me!” I shouted back. “Get lost!”

Akiko flipped me off, spun around and I thought I heard a sob as she fled the room. I pulled my dick back into my pants and ignored her. Dumping Akiko wasn’t completely a problem. She no longer netted me very many points. The only reason I had held on to her so long was sentimentality for the relationship we used to have. Although, I also found it as a way to get back at Derek. In truth, she was only a liability at this point. Another bitch who was only a few steps from cheating on me with another guy. Cutting her loose was the best option.

I tried to sit back down and missed the bed, landing my ass on the floor. I could only lean my head back and laugh bitterly. Mother was out tonight, and sister was locked in her room. Even Dad was off fucking the teacher. Tonight was his night with her. I was completely alone.

A knock on my door broke me from my dark thoughts. I glanced up to see my sister Maria standing in the doorway. Her hair was tied up for a shower. She was wearing a pair of silky pajamas with red bottoms and a button up top.

“What do you want?” I asked, my expression bitter.

Maria gave a tight smile, and it was only then that I noticed her eyes were just as red as mine. She had been moping in her room just as much as I was moping in my room. I could tell she had been crying, and only recently broke out of it.

“You broke up with your girl too, huh?” Maria asked, a strangely sympathetic look on her face,” I… um… heard a little of the end conversation. She cheated on you?”

I nodded numbly. “A while ago. I tried to make it work. It didn’t.”

Maria let out a soft laugh. “Yeah… that seems to be the way of things.”

Maria pushed her way into my room, and it was then that I realized that she was holding a bottle. It was a matcha liquor. Without waiting for my permission, she sat down on the floor right next to me, leaning back against the side of my bed. A moment later, she handed me the bottle. I grabbed it and looked at the thing. It definitely was a strong alcohol that she had somehow procured.

“Where did you get this?” I asked curiously.

“Dad left it in the backseat of the car unopened after one of his drunken romps. I decided to swipe it for a day I really needed it. Today seems as good a day as any.”

I nodded, opening the bottle and taking a sip straight from it. The alcohol burned as it slid down my throat, but it also carried a milky sweetness that was pleasing to my tastebuds. I handed it back to Maria. She also took a sip, not even bothering to wipe it first. I guess that would be a so-called second-hand kiss. I didn’t really care. I took the bottle and drunk right after her. Like that, we shared the bottle back and forth and didn’t speak for some time.

“That Jack guy. He’s an asshole.” I said after a bit of silence. “His fetish is cheating on people. He doesn’t simply want to date you. He wants to be the other guy and force you to cheat on someone you love.”

I wanted to warn my sister, but I also couldn’t imagine telling her about NTR Crush. She wouldn’t even be able to grasp the idea that gods existed and that they were playing with the lives of a few select mortals, encouraging them to cheat around. I saw Maria nod out of the corner of my eye.

“I know.” Maria finally said. “He was two-timing me with another girl. I thought I could stomach the affair and perhaps even win him over. I only realized recently that it was the affair he wanted. He even tried to hook me up with his friend as a double date. So damn shameless.”

“I’m sorry…” I responded. “You deserve better.”

Maria’s expression went even more bitter. “Do I?”

I turned to her, putting my hand down on her leg. “Of course. You’re smart and beautiful, and kind.”

“Sometimes, I feel like I’m just some meat toilet for some boy’s enjoyment.” Maria winced.

“You’re not a meat toilet.” I turned to her. “You’re my beautiful sister.”

We had polished off half the bottle already between the two of us. Sitting there in her silk pajamas with her cheeks flushed with alcohol, she looked even more beautiful. With my hand on her leg, I could feel her soft skin through the silky material. My body grew aroused just looking at her there. Before I could stop myself, I moved towards her and kissed her.

“Mm!” My sister’s eyes widened as my lips pressed against her soft mouth.

My hand slid up her inner thigh. She instinctively reached out and grabbed my wrist, but she didn’t stop my hands movements. While she didn’t kiss me back, she didn’t stop me from sliding my tongue into her mouth. Wet noises filled my room as I savored my sister’s drunken breath. She was sweet and beautiful, and after feeling like I had lost everything, she felt comfortable. My hand found its way pressing between her legs. I started rubbing the area through the pants and the underwear.

She finally pulled her head away with a gasp, her breaths coming out in a pant. “No… brother… we can’t.”

“Maria…” I kissed her neck, sucking on it and eliciting a cute moan from her right next to my ear.

My hand went up to the waist of her pajamas and dived inside. I just missed the underwear, so I was on the outside of her panties, but I could feel just a hint of moisture as I rubbed her there. Maria’s hand squeezed on my wrist as she panted more and more. Her hips slightly pushing against my hand.

“Stop…” She moaned, even as she seemed powerless against my machinations. “Ahn!”

My fingers had pushed her underwear to the side, and I felt the warmth of her pussy on my fingers. I pushed one finger inside her without hesitation, and Maria gasped helplessly. I plunged it in and out of her a few times, watching as her hand squeezed my wrist tightly and her body reacted erotically to my machinations.

Having reached my limit, I picked her up with my free arm and I pushed my sister back down on the top of my bed. Her eyes held a confused, drunken look, and I realized that part of the reason she wasn’t resisting was that my sister wasn’t sober and her mind wasn’t working right. Even so, she spread her legs just slightly enough to offer a hint of encouragement, rather than flat out denial.

After everything that had happened, I couldn’t bring myself to stop. I wanted her now. Part of it was me trying to selfishly satisfy myself, but part of it was because I felt like I needed my sister. I grabbed her pants and underwear and started pulling them down. Finally, she let go of my wrists and grabbed the waistline, stopping it.

“No! Hakaru… no…” She tried to put authority in her voice as a big sister. “I’m your sister!”

I gritted my teeth. I didn’t care! She was my woman too! I ripped off her pants, pulling them from her fingers. She let out a cry of distress, but I pulled them off and tossed them down before she could resist. Then, I pinned her down on my bed and kissed her mouth again.

“Hakaru…” she gasped.

I pulled out my dick. When she looked down and saw it, her mouth fell open and her eyes widen.

“I’ve grown since the last time you’ve seen it!” I finally offered a bit of explanation.

Maria couldn’t argue with those words. Her little brother wasn’t little anymore. My dick was quite big, in fact… size-wise, it was about the same size as…

I pushed into her, and she let out a cry as her womanhood was pierced by her brother’s cock. Her eyes started to leak tears, but she could only rest her hands on my chest as I started to thrust into her. Her eyes slowly lost their resistance, and pleasure started to fill them instead.

Deep down, it was her fantasy to be raped, so wasn’t she a girl who would always say no when she really meant yes? At least, that was my reasoning. This was as consensual as sex between me and my sister would ever be. Except, this time, it was out in the open. Maria and I were both drunk, but we weren’t drunk to the point where we’d black out. There were no masks and no hiding anymore. I could see the flushed expression on Maria’s face, and she could see me as I pumped her pussy with my cock.

She was as good as I remembered. No, this was even better, because my big sister was in my arms and I could kiss and touch her affectionately. I continued to kiss her neck and cheek, and she lay back with her eyes closed and her mouth open, panting as my cock slid in and out of her pussy. She was very wet now, and her pussy really started to suck in my cock and squeeze it. Having had my sister before, I was familiar with the telltale signs of her cumming.

“I love you,” I whispered in her ear.

Her eyes opened, and just at that moment, she let out a moan, her legs wrapping around my hips and her pussy throbbing as she came around my cock. The feeling was incredible, and I ended up kissing her. For the first time, her tongue left her mouth and explored mine. It was a passionate kiss between a brother and his sister. When we ran out of breath, we finally pulled apart, but there were still strains of saliva connecting our mouths together. I looked down at my sister while her pussy still convulsed excitedly around my cock.

“Hakaru… I…” I put a finger down, blocking her lips.

“Don’t say anything,” I responded. “Just let me have this one time.”

Maria’s eyebrows lowered, but after a moment later she nodded. I kissed her again, increasing the speed and force of my hips as I thrust into her. My sister held on to me tightly, letting me use her body to satisfy my own.

“I’m going to cum inside you,” I told her.

Maria didn’t respond, so I kept moving. A few moments later, my cock swelled and I shot sweet white liquid deep into my sister’s womb. Maria continued to hold me tightly, barely reacting as she felt the cum filling her up. We remained like that, with Maria holding me tightly until my cock started to soften. Finally, she relaxed and lay down. I remained on top of her not daring to move. I ended up resting my head on her chest, which still had her pajama top on.

“So… you’re him then,” Maria spoke. “You are the man who raped me.”

I closed my eyes. I knew from the moment we did this, that she would figure it out. Now, I needed to face the music.