Siblings

"How'd the meeting with the half-breeds go?"

Dante looked at Nigel as they rode in the back of the car on their way from the Stadtfeld residence. He raised an eyebrow at his bodyguard/capo. The old boy wasn't all that political but his family was Purist and his brain had marinated in that sort of propaganda for so long it was practically embedded in his DNA.

Dante found such beliefs revealed a startling lack of confidence in the superiority of Britannian culture to transform and uplift lesser peoples. Not to mention how many fucking brain-dead Purists there were. That was scientific evidence disproving their theory right there. It was just a system to protect a family's resources and privileges against the 'graspers' from lower down on the social chain. Something that in all actuality went directly against the teachings of Saint Darwin.

In short: It was pure bullshit.

But no need to tell Nigel that, "Good. Very good even. We have our claws in a nascent resistance group. Plenty of uses for that."

Nigel nodded in approval but remained silent otherwise.

Dante hadn't paid much attention to Naoto and Kallen's heritage but he found it interesting now. Especially as he recalled the pleasurable way he'd enacted his business with them thanks to his earrings. Heh. A mostly pure-blooded Brittanian fucking an Eleven maid as two half Brittanian half Eleven siblings looked on.

He hadn't though much about it given the both of them had been perfectly Brittanian in their comportment and behavior. Huh. It was really odd to think that they were siding with the downtrodden Japanese when the both of them were enjoying the privileges of their status as Brittanian nobles.

Something to explore. In any event, maybe a little harmless fun was in order for them. He couldn't imagine what sorts of thoughts and rationalizations had been passing through their minds as he insisted on mercilessly power fucking that poor maid through every sex position in his repertoire all the while negotiating the terms of their respective organizations future collaboration.

So fucking hot.

Hmm... let's see...

"It is normal for the Stadtfeldt siblings to..."

About five minutes after Dante left the house, both Kallen and Naoto experienced a similar physiological reaction centered in their lower bodies. Though apart on separate floors, Kallen sitting at her desk in her room as she laid out her pointless school assignments and Naoto in the same room as before on the phone with Oghi, the sensations in their groin areas grew in sync.

The female felt her vagina pulse and a distinct liquifying down its length even as her clit abruptly began to stiffen. The male felt blood rush into his groin, his penis immediately beginning to stiffen and swell. They both lost their train of thought as they were transported mentally back to the intensely erotic scene they'd somehow managed to stoically resist reacting to at the time.

The image of their old family friend's oh so thick dusky cock driving into their mother's pussy, her labia spread wide around it, some of her inner pink tissue seemingly dragged from her sopping hole with each outward movement.

Such a Big Brittanian Cock sliding into their mother's tight little Japanese pussy...all to deliver a big wet creampie that just might...probably would knock her up with another Brittanian bastard.

Kallen stared out through her window, her lips parted while Naoto trailed off in mid sentence, Oghi's voice coming through the handset, ".. hello? Naoto? You still there?"

With an insistent boner tenting the crotch of his jeans, Naoto shook himself, "Yea yea, like I was saying: Dante's got our back. This is exactly the kind of deal we need to take the fight to the next level but uh... we'll talk more about it tomorrow at HQ, get Inoue involved. I-uh... I got something I've got to take care of."

He hung up on Oghi without waiting for a response. He was suddenly so aroused it was hard to think. He had no idea how he'd managed to get through that meeting with Dante as clear-headed as he had. Sure, he'd had an erection throughout (a man would have to be a eunuch not to react to the full blood stud's casual display of sexual superiority as he put Mom through the wringer), but he hadn't felt this riled up at the time.

Upstairs Kallen had skipped straight past bewilderment to set about doing something about it. She had her chair tilted back, her bent legs spread wide and propped up on her desk. Skirt riding all the way up, she had both hands working inside her panties trying to find relief for her suddenly throbbing, swollen pussy.

The door to her room was wide open and she couldn't care less. The servants weren't prudes for obvious reasons and besides Naoto would be up any moment she felt quite sure...

"It is normal for the Stadtfeldt siblings to... have a deep shameful fetish for interracial sex between Brittanian men and Eleven women, this sexual fixation is so strong that they normally turn to regular mutual masturbation sessions to ensure it does not affect their resistance efforts."