‘In the end, she didn’t tell me anything,’ I sighed after being kicked off the kitchen. At least my belly was full, so that was one less worry.

As I climbed the large stairs, a girl, similar to Sofia, but older than her, passed next to me, halting as my tail waved in the corner of her eyes.

She clasped it, causing a moan to escape my mouth.

“Hum... how intriguing,” an evil smirk passed onto her beautiful face, fixating her gaze on my tail, proceeding to squeeze it tighter while passing through its fluffy length.

“Ah... Ah...” jolts hastily sparkled inside my brain like fireworks, leaving me defenceless by her hands, who rubbed it from soft to tight grips.

Her feet walked behind me, licking her lower lip and placing my tail between her legs.

I felt myself wagging furiously to the sides inside her skirt, feeling her panties and lips below them. In no time, her moans came with hot breaths towards my bare neck.

Wetness followed both from the middle of my tights and her own, filling my fur with fluids.

As if I didn’t feel moist enough, the tip of her tongue touched my skin right in the collarbone, sliding through as it pleased, causing my hot self to suffer from temperature differentiation. This unfamiliar sensation made my mind eclipse along with my tail that erected itself, causing my ears to twitch and my legs to close. For the first time in my life, despite being forced, I came.

A head rested on my right shoulder as my legs shook. Both of us breathed heavily, way more than before. As my senses cleared down, I realized that my tail had struck her dirty, becoming a tad rigid from my exhilarated inner explosion.

I stole a glance at her expression, finding her golden exhausted eyes looking up, cheeks to be incredibly red, and her mouth open with the tongue out, resting on the line of my neck, wetting it with some saliva.

I used the chance to turn around, dodging her loosened grip, following it with a complaint, “what do you think your doing!?” My hand flew hitting her cheek, from the pain her mouth closed almost fully, causing her tongue to be bitten, and a line of blood to flow. And without waiting for her to reply, I attempted to climb the stairs further.

But to no avail. She held on to my ankle, causing me to trip, ending up on my knees.

“Be mine or else...” Her lustful words came in a whisper close to my ear. She attempted to dominate me with her hand, reaching out for the back of my pants to pull them down.

Thanks to my physique, I swiftly turned my body around, forcing her arm to let go, kicking her waistline away. From the impact, she rolled down the stairs, all the way to the very bottom, about fifteen steps. It was a nasty fall, with a few hits throughout her skin.

We exchanged serious gazes, and my tongue scorned at her, “I belong to no one.”

She smirked, coughing on the floor, switching her gaze to the center of the room, to the faraway ceiling.

“What a shame,” she added in a sad tone, “I really wanted to play with you more.”

I furrowed my eyebrows, upset about being touched without permission, and without saying anything, I resumed my climbing. Only to hear her voice coming from behind.

“If you change your mind, let me know. Your tail was something magical,” laughter and coughing followed her words, causing me to hasten my pacing.

Once back in my room, I closed the door behind me, flustered and panting.

‘What in the world is wrong with that chick!?’

Carefully, I moved my finger, touching my tail with its tip, feeling the lustful sensation returning, ‘just how sensitive is this body!?’

“Are you okay?” A half-naked girl stood on the bed, gazing down at me with a worried expression.

Our eyes didn’t take long to meet.

“Your sister attempted to assault me!” I turned my gaze away from her, embarrassed after thinking about what I said, mainly out of madness, “sexually,” I muttered further.

“Ah yes...”

I looked back at her, confused by that reply. And in her golden gaze, I noticed sorrow, quickly finding myself pitying and understanding her.

“You too...” I muttered.

“Yes... but she stops if you refuse her boldly,” she gestured me with a finger, to approach her, “it’s not her fault, though.”

I left my position, taking slow steps towards the bed.

“How so?” Curiosity took the best of me as I averted my gaze from her silky smooth skin.

“Our older brother is obsessed with her, so she has it a lot worse than we,” she leaned her face even lower, whispering to me, “it’s her way to alleviate herself after continuously attempting to escape him.”

And with even a lower tone, she further added, “that is... the times she manages to escape his grasp.”

My mouth opened, shocked, “why don’t you tell your father?”

Her eyes gazed onto me, into me, as if walking through me, right into my soul.

“It is a custom to keep our blood intact, so one of us sisters is fated to it, to give birth to the next sword genius, to the next heir.”

I took a seat in a similar way while facing her, allowing her arms to surround my waistline softly, warming me, comforting me, and upon being locked by her, her lips touched mine in surprise. They fed me of her passionate love, taking advantage of the situation, and my mixed confused feelings about her family.

My sensitive body betrayed me, giving in to the carnal pleasure. I allowed her softness to remove my shirt, and her to move around me on the sheets. Her kisses landed on different spots throughout my back, our hands grabbing onto one another, and then she returned to my mouth, allowing me to rest on the pure linens waiting below.

Her hands left my back, smoothly caressing my skin lower, onto my hips, fondling every inch of my skin till they reached my belly button. The flame within me grew fiercer. My mind was no longer mine. And the confusion incinerated all else. It reminded me of the fire spirit, of the way he burned the hard rock slowly, of the sparkles that flew, of the glow that illuminated the kitchen.

Her tender fingers reached my bust, and just as calmly, they drowned in its softness. It was then that her gaze lowered and her lips curved with ecstasy. They leaned further, kissing my left mountain softly, steadily repeating such a feat. Higher and higher her wet lips moved, all the way to the center, to my nipple. And like a serpent finding its prey, her tongue swirled around it, poking its center from time to time.

And only Sofia knew how much I moaned, how much my tail waved, and my pussy carved, at the need for more of her touching. The wetness within me, my instinct, and the embarrassing memory from when I woke up and had messed Sofia’s pussy. At her incredible moans and the will I had back then to mess her up even further. At my doubts and regrets that were now gone, at my emotions that roamed all around the place, causing my heart to race, a marathon towards the unknown. Yet I didn’t mind any of it. It completed me.

Unlike her sister, despite the pain that both must’ve undergone, Sofia felt magical and understanding, and like a magician, she placed me under a charm spell.

Her lips detached themselves from mine, showing our bond through the form of a thin river that connected both of our springs. A line of saliva that I didn’t know where it started and neither where it ended, but it was our link, where love flowed from one to the other.

She removed her blue transparent night silky outfit, leaving her milky skin naked for me to see, along with her cherry nipples.

‘What a sight...’ The line between us broke from the distance, but more grew inside my mouth as her body starved me, it coaxed me into wanting more and more.

Her golden eyes looked pure and devoid of evil, but a glitter of despair remained within them.

My hand reached out, patting her left cheek softly, warming her up as she did to me, “it’s alright, I’m here for you.”

And I truly was, in more ways than one. Embarrassing words that I didn’t expect to leave my mouth, but they did, and smoothly at that.

She smiled beautifully, drowning her rosy cheek in my hand, which enveloped and caressed her further. I used my thumb to pat her a bit, kissing her softly out of pure love.

My eyes saw how her snowy figure floated towards mine, at how her body melted on mine. The feel of her boobs drowning on my own was my favorite bit. It felt like two different flavored puddings hitting one another, wobbling in unison, and being the sweetest together.

This time around, I took the initiative, allowing my hands to cover part of her back, feeling the softness of her skin along with an unusual line or two.

“My training scars,” she whispered into my ear with a trembling voice, showing me her weak self, a piece of her tattered past.

At her feebleness, I held onto them, reassuring her that there was nothing wrong. I pushed into them with more strength, forcing her lips to drown on mine.

Fireworks played on our minds as our eyes remained closed, savoring that colourful festival of sensations.

I felt her hand pressing on my hip, massaging it a few times. At that, I raised my legs, leaving them in the air, allowing her fingers to pull the rest of my clothing away.

There was greed in her heart as she left me naked, removing my panties along with my pants. But I was okay with it. The wetness within me began drenching our sheets, staining their purity with our lust.

Without time to waste, she removed the rest of her nightly clothing, leaving our eyes to gaze onto two naked, beautiful, and plentiful bodies. Without being able to wait for a second more, I curved my legs onto her back, pushing her down on me.

The touch of our clits onto one another, together with the hunger, wetness, and hotness that sprouted within me. All of it together made my eyes roll forcefully and my body to convulse, shaking greatly for three seconds.

“I’m...” Her lips took over mine, knowing exactly what I was going through, and this gave birth to an insatiable Sofia, whose pussy tribbed on mine. She, too, wanted to satisfy herself to immeasurable lengths. Especially after waiting so long for my return, and after being teased by my tail that was magical, or so her sister cited.

Sofia’s moans blasted sexiness deep into my eardrums, melting them further with her sweet voice. I, who had came for the second time today, was having my pussy lips and clitoris massaged by her own. It caused more lust than I thought I had, believing that I was fully exhausted. Kissing was no longer enough. My shaky hips needed more, my pussy hole begged for more.

Her tongue slipped inside and at that, I got to have mine caressed, massaged, touched, played with. We twirled at one another; we took each other for a dance, a lustful one between two mating serpents.

Despite our mouths being busy, muffled moans trespassed such barriers, and to my content, I felt a spike of energy, an unusually faster momentary pace from her. She was at her limit. She must have been. Without being completely sure, but having a feeling for it, I swayed my hips; I made them tremble. I caused my pussy to twirl on its own, in circles, in any way that could have felt good for her, as it felt for me.

And then it happened. Her back arched, raising her head higher, tongues apart, and a loud moan echoed through the room. Her boobs jiggled up and down from the fierce movement and she showered my pussy with her cum.

Her body fell on mine, remaining still. Panting and hot air flew into my ear, cheek, and neck, partly reminding me of Sofia’s sister.

I hugged her, kissing her forehead lightly, then turned around with my ass to her, allowing myself to be spooned. Her legs got hold of my tail, placing it where it all began.

I felt her touch on my tail, patting it softly with love, causing me to wave it happily, and to rub my ears onto her chin softly.

We remained glued to each other’s warmth until we fell asleep.