Yuki was already trembling, body slick and weak beneath Shin, his hole still stretched, leaking, and clenching around nothing after Shin finally pulled free. He gasped, moaned, cried softly — but Shin wasn't done.
Without warning, Shin flipped him over again, pinning him face-down, and shoved himself back inside. Yuki's strangled scream tore from his throat as Shin fucked him harder than before, merciless thrusts pounding into his abused hole. The sheets were already ruined, soaked with sweat and cum, but Shin drove him further, relentless, brutal.
"Stay awake," Shin growled, fingers tangled in Yuki's damp hair, yanking his head back as he slammed deep. "You're not done until I say."
Yuki's eyes rolled back, his body convulsing as wave after wave of overstimulation ripped through him. His cock rubbed helplessly against the sheets, spilling again in weak spurts, even as his hole spasmed around Shin, milking him. His voice was broken, reduced to hoarse sobs and breathless cries, until finally his strength gave out.
With one last, shuddering moan, Yuki collapsed. His body went limp, twitching, sweat-soaked and spent. He passed out beneath Shin, chest heaving shallowly, too drained to fight, too ruined to stay awake.
Shin pulled free, watching his cum leak from Yuki's raw hole, and smirked. He stroked himself, still hard, his hunger nowhere near satisfied. His gaze drifted across the bed to where Ai, Rika, and Aiko slept tangled in exhaustion.
His eyes lingered on Aiko.
Her long brown hair spilled across the pillow, her naked curves catching the dim light — heavy breasts rising and falling with each slow breath, wide hips inviting, her ass round and perfect. Memories of five years of nights spent inside her stirred something deeper in his chest.
Shin moved without hesitation.
He climbed over her, spreading her thighs apart as he positioned himself behind her. She stirred faintly, but didn't wake — not until the blunt head of his cock pressed against her already familiar hole.
With a groan, Shin pushed inside her ass in one long, slick stroke. The tight ring of muscle gave way around him, swallowing his length whole.
Aiko's eyes snapped open, her lips parting in a shocked, breathy moan. "Taa-kun…!" she gasped, voice trembling with both surprise and pleasure.
Shin leaned down, lips brushing her ear as he thrust deep, bottoming out inside her ass. "Good morning, Haa-chan," he growled, hips snapping forward with brutal force. "Couldn't wait any longer."
Her cry rang out as her body arched, breasts bouncing with each heavy thrust. Her ass clenched desperately around him, pulling him deeper, tighter. "Ahhh—! Taa-kun, it's—ahhh—it's too much already—!"
Shin's grip tightened on her hips, pulling her back against him as he slammed into her mercilessly, each thrust wet and loud. The years of their shared nights showed in how her body welcomed him — stretching, yielding, yet still clenching around him like it was the first time.
Her hands clawed at the sheets, her body rocking violently under the force. "So deep—ahhh—it's in so deep!" she sobbed, hair spilling wild across the pillow.
"Your ass was made for me, Haa-chan," Shin growled, teeth grazing her shoulder. "Five years, and you're still this tight."
The room filled with the sounds of flesh slapping, Aiko's cries rising higher as Shin's cock drove relentlessly into her ass. Her breasts bounced with every brutal thrust, nipples stiff, brushing against the sheets as she writhed beneath him.
Her moans turned to screams, broken and needy. "Taa-kun! Taa-kun! You'll break me—!"
"You can take it," Shin snarled, pounding her harder, the bedframe creaking under the force. "You always do."
Her ass clenched, spasming around him, her body betraying her. The pleasure was too much, too consuming — and when Shin slammed just right, grinding deep, she screamed, her orgasm ripping through her.
Her juices gushed onto the sheets, body trembling violently, her asshole tightening in a desperate vice around Shin's cock.
That was enough. With a guttural growl, Shin buried himself fully inside her, thrusting short, sharp, brutal strokes as he released, flooding her ass with hot ropes of cum. His teeth sank into her neck, claiming her as she shook and cried beneath him.
When he finally pulled out, cum leaked from her stretched hole, dripping down her thighs. Aiko collapsed, chest heaving, her face flushed and damp with sweat. She whimpered faintly, voice soft and broken.
"Taa-kun…" she whispered, trembling as she buried her face into the sheets, her body too wrecked to move.
Shin smirked, his cock still hard, glistening. He stroked it slowly, eyes drifting now toward Ai and Rika, still asleep and unsuspecting.
The night wasn't over.
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Rika stirred under the soft moonlight spilling through the window, her body flushed and naked, unaware of how close Shin had slipped beside her. Her chest rose and fell with a gentle rhythm, breasts heaving slightly in the quiet. The faint scent of her skin and hair drew him in, a slow, predatory grin curling on his lips.
"Rika," he murmured low, brushing a finger along the curve of her hip.
Her eyes fluttered open, voice trembling even as she recognized him. "Onii-San…?"
Shin didn't answer with words. He leaned close, lips grazing the side of her neck, teeth gently nipping at the sensitive skin there. His hands roamed over her body, feeling the soft swell of her breasts, cupping and squeezing, fingers teasing her hardened nipples.
Rika gasped, a shiver running down her spine as his hands kneaded her chest. "Onii-San… p-please…"
"Shh," he growled, voice low and commanding, fingers slipping lower to trail along her stomach, tracing the smooth curve toward her wetness. "Relax… let me take care of you, Rika."
Her hips instinctively lifted, pressing against him, heat pooling between her legs. Shin's thumb found her clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles, teasing her as he leaned down to claim one of her nipples in his mouth. She arched violently, hands clawing at the sheets as her body trembled at the dual stimulation.
"Ahhh… Onii-San… so… good…" Rika whimpered, voice breaking, rolling her hips against his touch.
Shin smirked against her skin, letting her feel the hard length pressing insistently against her thigh. "You're ready, aren't you?" he murmured. Without giving her time to answer, he positioned himself, aligning with her slick folds. With one long, careful thrust, he sank into her, filling her completely.
Rika's back arched sharply, a strangled cry escaping her lips. "Onii-San…! Ahhh… it's… so… deep…"
Shin's hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he began slow, deliberate strokes, filling her completely, each movement grinding against her inner walls. His mouth found her other nipple, sucking and biting lightly, while his cock pulsed inside her, stretching and filling her, dragging moans from deep within her throat.
Her hands fisted in the sheets, body writhing under him. "Ahhh… Onii-San… harder… please…"
He chuckled darkly, slowing just enough to tease before driving deep again. "You always want it rougher, don't you, Rika?" he whispered against her ear.
"Yes… yes! Onii-San… please!" she cried, hips bucking, voice cracking with desperation. Her body trembled uncontrollably, slick with arousal, juices dripping freely as Shin's rhythm increased.
Each thrust pushed her closer to the edge, his hands squeezing her breasts, thumbs circling her hardened nipples. He leaned down, kissing her neck and whispering her name with rough hunger. "Feel me, Rika… feel every inch of me inside you."
Her cries became more desperate, more pleading, each movement of her hips amplifying the wet slapping sound of their bodies meeting. Her walls contracted violently around him as her orgasm approached, her nails digging into his back as he drove her higher, deeper, faster.
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END OF CHAPTER : 227 : WRECKING YUKI!
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