A bit of fun at home.

You decided that the time for leisurely strolls was over and made your way home much more quickly than before, getting to your front door in the span of a couple minutes. You weren’t worried about Suzune keeping up with you, you were fast, but you’ve heard that Suzune is the fastest Shinobi in existence. Your quick pace was probably a light jog for her.

You open the door of your house and step inside. “I’m home.” You call in.

“Hi.” You hear the very sound of unenthusiasm reply. Making your way through the short hallway into your living room you spy your sister, Saria, on the couch in front of the TV. More specifically you spy her sock-clad feet poking up from the back. She makes a half-hearted wave with her foot at your approach. “You’re home late.”

“I had a date.” You reply candidly.

“Wow, my big bro got a date? I’m in shock.”

“Well what can I say, when you’re as good-looking as me the ladies can’t keep away.” You hear your sister snort at your remark as you circle around the couch to sit next to her.

You find her upside down on the couch, with her feet in the air, her back against the cushion, and her head hanging down watching the TV. She was considerably shorter than you with messy, black hair in a bob haircut and a pair of thick-rimmed blue glasses on her nose. Said glasses were doing a pretty damn good job of staying on her face given that she was currently upside down.

She was still in her school uniform which was a button-up black shirt, a white, pleated skirt with a single silver stripe going around the hem, and a white tie. It was the uniform of the school she went to, Kinkou Academy. Currently she was only half-dressed in it though, with the skirt losing the battle against gravity making it flipped up to reveal her dark blue panties, her shirt was completely unbuttoned and untucked, giving a pretty straightforward view of her perky breasts that had grown pretty large this past year, and her tie was still looped under her collar but was completely untied. It wasn’t unusual for her to dress in such a way, it had nothing to do with being provocative and had everything to do with her being too lazy to change out of her school clothes when she gets home. It was also a result of her being totally unaware of her body and proportions, or perhaps just not caring. After knowing her for so long, you’d say it might be a mix of both.

“So how did the date go?”

“She took me to an onsen and I fingerbanged her until she climaxed.” You were really enjoying being able to be so forward with people when you talked, it was so liberating.

“So I assume that means it went well. Either that or we should expect a visit from the cops soon.”

That was a pretty good joke coming from her, you chuckled and then immediately felt bad about it because you remembered what you discovered about Miyabi’s lost virginity. You looked over at your sister and examined her body. She may have been short but she had some nice womanly curves going on. You used to be ashamed of yourself for checking her out all the time, but at this point she had to know that the way she dresses is going to elicit some staring, especially considering how much she has filled out in the past year. She certainly didn’t seem to mind one way or another.

Your gaze is drawn to her breasts, heaving slightly up and down from her gentle breathing. Despite her lying down they were doing a surprisingly good job of keeping themselves nice and perked up. You’ve felt them accidentally before, and they were amazingly soft. She never wore a bra (too lazy to put it on and take it off all the time). You wish that you could just reach over and—.

I really need to stop forgetting about these earrings.

Without any more hesitation you bring your hand over and rest it on top of her chest, giving one of her wondrous orbs a light squeeze. So far you’ve felt the breasts of Ryouna, Miyabi, and now Saria and you had to say, in terms of softness your sister had the other two beat. Her breasts were so soft that it literally felt like you were just groping a giant marshmallow fresh out of the package.

“About time you decided to do that.” You heard her say, her eyes still locked to the TV.

“Sorry?”

“These things have been out in the open for years now and it took you until now to finally get the balls to grope one. Guess that date really boosted your confidence.” Or maybe now you just weren’t afraid of the consequences, because there wouldn’t be any. The one tricky part about these earrings was that you couldn't really tell if the implication that she would have let you grope them before receiving them was true, given that they were altering her perception of you to make these sorts of things seem normal for you. You suppose it didn't really matter, but the thought that she had been secretly waiting for you to make the first move all this time was pretty hot.

You didn’t reply, just continued to fondle, slipping your hand under her shirt with obvious ease to grope the boob directly. You could feel her hard nipple digging into your palm. The soft feeling and her acceptance of the grope was driving you crazy, you were pitching a tent in your pants already.

“So?”

“Hm?”

“How are they?” She seemed genuinely curious, her dark blue eyes looking over at you briefly.

“Oh, they’re just awful. So terrible I can’t seem to take my hand away.” You say sarcastically. You manage to get another snort from her and a slight smile. “They’re like a tactile trainwreck, so terrible but I just can’t take my hand away from ‘em.” Another snort. This was the closest thing to laughter she ever did, so it made you fairly proud.

“Well, I’m glad I have you in my trap then.” She actually turns her head and smiles at you before returning to her standard position.

Now you had to admit that you were pretty turned on at this point. You never actually came when you were on the date with Miyabi. And Saria’s position right now was just perfect for having all kinds of fun.