Party Don't Start Till Akira Stumbles In

The room smells heavily of wine… and cake.

Akira’s vision swims as she attempts to get off the floor, one hand grabbing at her head in an attempt to soothe the upcoming headache away, but she knows it won’t work. Leaning on the wall, Akira scoots her way to the bathroom, cursing to herself once she finally reaches the porcelain throne.

Here it comes…

Falling to her knees, Akira’s stomach contracts violently, dark purple liquid staining the bowl and leaving a horrifyingly bad taste on her tongue as her muscles strain to empty out all she’s drank in the past two hours.

Fuck all of this.

Washing her mouth out with sink water, Akira manages to walk without the help of the wall back to the duo of sleeping forms.

Lilly… and Hisako.

Both were passed out drunk (thanks to Akira’s supplying of the wine), and Akira took a second to take in the scene.

Lilly had at least made it to the bed, being a lightweight anyway Lilly had stopped at three glasses before passing out. Hisako however thought she could out drink Akira, and because of that she’d found herself blacked out on the floor. Hanako had gone to bed before all this, Hisako taking her across the hall and helping her into bed.

Akira looked down at Hisako’s prone form, still clad in her uniform, and any sense of guilt really didn’t make itself known right now.

Right now, Akira was taking in all of Hisako’s curves.

She had to admit, her sister had good taste in partners, and Hisako was definitely one of the prettiest girls at Yamaku. Probably because she didn’t have to work at it, large bust matched with a good set of hips along with a pert bubble butt gave her the obvious physical attraction bonuses, but the combination of her tomboyish personality paired with a beautiful heart shaped face and soft hazel eyes made her just that much more pretty. Throw in the tousled brown hair, and killer smile and you have your typical girl next door with a dash of femme fatale.

God she hated Lilly sometimes…

Lilly got the good end of the genes, well mostly, there was the whole “blindness” thing but whatever.

Lilly was a natural beauty, always the lady, and very charismatic and empathetic to those around her. Above that, she always managed to handle every situation with a level of pose that Akira could never manage, and hardly ever got truly angry. It’s really no surprise that she managed so many suitors at her schools (both male and female), and Akira knew full well that Lilly wasn’t going to wait for someone to come to her.

Lilly would go for them.

And Hisako apparently was lucky enough to have Lilly choose her.

Hisako shifted a bit, legs opening for a second to give Akira a glimpse of the white thong she wore under the green skirt, and Akira was reminded of the one “good end” Lilly didn’t get.

The cock.

Now, this didn’t mean Lilly was a normal girl down there, she had the wrong set of genitals too. It just meant that where as Lilly’s extra equipment was below average for a the male populace, but Akira’s however….

Let’s just say that if she HAD been male, she’d be the one that put guys to shame in the showers.

But anyway, it was this monster straining against her zipper that was currently beating back the rather quiet voice of her conscience.

Taking a quick glance at Lilly to make sure she was still asleep, Akira let one hand start to work at her zipper, pulling the small piece of metal down quietly and reaching inside to pull out the veined monster.
Just jerk it out, cum in your hand or something, then we’ll drink until we pass out, she told herself as she gripped her hardened shaft.

As if noticing her lust, Hisako rolled onto her back, stretching out a bit in her sleep. Doing so caused her blouse to ride up, displaying a generous dose of delicious midriff for Akira’s horny eyes. Speeding her hand up a bit, Akira dared to get a bit closer, kneeling beside Hisako and staring directly at the little bit of cleavage Hisako’s blouse allowed.

Her levels of lust rising, her erection seemed to speak to her directly, urging her to undo Hisako’s shirt.

She WAS passed out you know? Not like undoing a few buttons was going to snap her out of a drunk coma.

Ignoring the whimpering voice of her conscience, Akira’s hand left her cock, both of them trembling slightly as they close in on the full breasts in front of her. Biting her lip to stifle any noise, Akira quickly undid one button, snapping her hands back in fear that Hisako would wake.

*SNORT*

Smirking at the snore, Akira’s hands returned to the blouse, fingers quickly working at the rest of the buttons and letting the shi-

Holy shit she isn’t wearing a bra.

Hands frozen in the air, Akira’s eyes went wide as the shirt fell open to reveal the two tanned breasts with protruding pink nipples wobbling in the air with the motions of her breathing.

Oh God, oh God, oh God…

Akira’s cock twitched in the air as she struggled to get her brain working again after seeing those perfect tits come into view. Moving a hand finally, Akira began to rapidly jack herself off, free hand hanging in the air still as her eyes bored holes in Hisako’s body.

Touch them…

Not even thinking, Akira dropped the hanging hand onto a breast, lightly kneading the soft flesh as her mouth hung open in ecstasy. This was awesome, she was getting a handful of barely legal titty and there wasn’t a chance in hell that Hisako was going to wake up from this due to the booze. Everything was starting to feel a bit too good when something happened that made Akira’s heart jump.

She moaned.

Looking down, Akira noticed that Hisako’s face was one of pleasure (despite being asleep), and that her body was shifting in position. Legs opening and waist twisting as if mimicking…

Oh my God…

She wants it… she fucking wants the dick!

All sense of morality gone, Akira quickly repositioned herself in the new space between Hisako’s legs, and tenderly pulled the now soaked thong covering her pussy away. Leaning back to admire the glistening pink lips, Akira licked her own lips before pressing the head of her cock against Hisako’s hole.

“Fffffffffuuuuuuuucccckkkkk….” Akira hissed as she pushed her way inside.

Hisako was extremely tight, unsurprising seeing as how Lilly wasn’t exactly well endowed, and Akira was carrying the equivalent of a summer sausage in between her legs all of these factors made penetrating her (non-virginal) vagina a difficult job.

But she did it anyway.

Feeling her balls lightly slap Hisako’s ass, Akira bit her lip hard to stave off the imminent deluge of cum that threatened to explode out of her. A few seconds of deep breathing and forced un-sexy thought later and Akira was ready to actually start fucking Hisako.

Slowly starting to thrust, Akira watched Hisako’s mouth make this small “o” shape as she felt the thick pole split open her depths, and her hands clenched the rug as Akira started to speed up. The excess wetness of Hisako’s pussy providing a soundtrack of lewd noises that spurred Akira along.

Pumping faster and faster, Akira’s balls started to audibly smack against Hisako’s cheeks every time she bottomed out, and she started to moan lightly with pleasure as she indulged in this rather taboo act. Everything felt deliciously naughty about this, fucking a barely legal girl, in her sister’s room, while said girl was DATING her sister. All of this created a wonderful setting for her to vent eighteen years of frustration in one single act.

Slamming into her, Akira smiled lecherously as Hisako’s breasts bounced in rhythm with her humping, and was glad to note that Hisako was actually starting to moan along with her now. That was the final straw, and Akira knew it was time to end it. Increasing the pace of her fucking to the fastest pace she could muster, Akira let her mouth hang slack as her orgasm finally hit.

Burying herself in to the hilt, her cock pulsed violently as it emptied a month of saved up semen, pumping the younger girl’s pussy full of off white liquid. Unfortunately, the amount of cum was far too much to be contained in the small passage, and Akira felt her shaft forced out of the velvety smooth walls.

Pulling free, Akira let the last few ropes fire off onto Hisako’s body, staining the school skirt (and somehow those plump breasts) with warm cum. Once the peak had finally passed, and the last little bits of cum leaked out of her head, Akira sat back to admire her handiwork.

Hisako was proper fucked, breasts and skirt covered with cum along with a small puddle of the stuff leaking out of her battered pussy, and this sheen of sweat covering the exposed skin.

Possibly the hottest part though was the content smile on Hisako’s face.