027. Make love to her.

I was naked and hard already, honestly, I just couldn't help myself. How could any man resist that kind of temptation? Moving slowly I directed my cockhead into her slit and rubbed it up and down her moist slit.

"Yes…" she moaned, then I pressed in, sliding my shaft in to fill her completely making her cry out loudly, "YES!" My balls rammed up against her soft butt and then I lost all control. I pulled back and just started slamming into this beautiful milf hard and fast, making her titanic breasts heave and shake with every thrust.

I was in heaven until her eyes suddenly snapped open and she changed her attitude completely. "Ahh! Kenji NO!" she shrieked, but she couldn't fool me. I could feel her gushing cunt contract to try and pull me in deeper. I could hear her heavy breathing and see how erect her nipples were. She was enjoying me as much as I was her. Maybe she just didn't realize it yet?

Her arms tried to push me off of her, but I pinned her down and just fucked her harder. Then she started screaming, "HELP! HELP!" So I wrapped one hand around her neck to **** the words from her so she wouldn't distract me. Fuck her pussy was so hot and tight! I just held on a little more and then…

<Ahhh!> I groaned as I finally unloaded my semen into the bitch. Thankfully she stopped struggling and just accepted my load. I shuddered and throbbed within her and it was terrific. With my dream complete, and a smile on my face, I let myself wake up, but something was wrong. I was still her, impaled upon an unmoving Azami, and she was getting cold… and blue.

Then I looked and saw my hand was still on her neck, but her head was crooked. In terror, I pulled my hand away and saw her neck at an unnatural angle with deep purple and red bruises like a hand around her throat, my hand. Then I sat up and screamed!

With a start, I opened my eyes and stifled my scream. I was in my own bedding in my crappy tiny home. 'Oh good, it was all a dream,' I thought as I'd been worried for a moment there that I'd actually **** and murdered Azami. But then there was another scream, though this one was far away. Blinking and looking around Kouki wasn't here, though it was already mid-morning, so she must be out, but the scream I was hearing now didn't sound like hers.

I stood and threw on my clothes to follow the scream, but it stopped after a minute, though I could tell who was making it now and from where. It clearly was from Azami's bedroom and had to be her. Strangely that actually eased my mind. I barged into the house and found Setsuko holding her sobbing mother outside the doorway of her bedroom. "You're alright," she said calmly acting like the mother in their odd role-reversal.

"What's going on?" I asked with concern.

"Ahhh!" Azami shrieked as she pulled away, backing down the hallway away from me and leaving her daughter between us. "Get away from me you murderer!"

"What?" I asked confused and uncomfortably guilty, even though that had only been a dream.

"Come quickly, Setsuko," she said clearly terrified and grabbing her daughter's hand before scurrying right out her front door, still only wearing their nightgowns. I shook my head and tried to understand what was going on, though I could smell something unusual. Looking around it only took me a second to see it.

Inside Azami's room lying on her bed was its source. My feet walked me in, though I wanted to run. My eyes gazed in horror though I tried to close them. Laying naked, in exactly the same spread eagle pose Azami had been in was my sister, though now her skin was a faint blue tint. Her head also was cocked to the side and her neck was practically black now as a vicious handprint was left on it. The smell of blood was pungent as it leaked out of her mouth as well as her abused and gaping cunt.

"Kouki?" I whimpered helplessly. I knew she wouldn't answer. Couldn't answer. She must have been dead for at least an hour or more given how quickly her color had changed. I reached out and touched her brow, finding it cold and clammy as I brushed a few stray hairs out of her eyes. The look in them was one of terror, and I couldn't look at them anymore. I pushed gently down on her eyelids and closed them so at least she wouldn't look at me anymore. Then I cried.

I don't know how long I just stood there crying, but it was long enough for the Takahashi's to have sent Natsumi to check things out. "Kenji," she said quietly as she crept up behind me.

I couldn't look at her, locked still with just gazing at my dead sister's corpse. Had I done this? I'd dreamt about doing this to Azami, so maybe I'd somehow done this? No, that's impossible! I'd never hurt Kouki. I loved her. <She was in Azami's bed,> I thought. That crazy bitch! She was always treating us like her property This had to be her fault!

I spun around with **** on my mind, but just ran into Natsumi who grabbed me, holding me from getting past her. "Let me go!" I yelled.

"Not until you calm down and tell me what happened!" she yelled back and was strong enough to shove me back. "What happened?"

"What happened?" I yelled incredulously. "Azami murdered my sister!"

"How do you know?" she asked skeptically.

"What?" I blanched. "It's obvious! She is right there!" I yelled and pointed at the body. "Dead, in her bed!"

"She claims she woke up and found her there like that," the mammoth woman said, then questioned me. "Where were you?"

"Me? I was alone in my bed when I woke up to hear her screaming!" I confessed, though decided that confessing my dreams would either make me sound guilty or at least crazy.

She then considered me and looked hard before saying, "Go back home and stay there."

"But…" I started.

"I mean it," she growled. "I don't know who did this, but I promise you, they will get what's coming to them when I figure it out. But for right now I need to find some more evidence, so if you so much as lay a finger on Azami I will break you. You got that?"

I could tell she was serious, but so was I. Fine, she wants evidence? I'll get her some evidence. "Fine!" I scowled. One thing was for certain; I wasn't waiting around for Natsumi to do this alone.