Junichiro's Choice

Haru could see his older sister Junichiro had been drinking again. Since the divorce, she'd moved back home. Their Dad had been assigned to a project in Hawaii, and He and Mom had gotten an apartment there for the duration, so it was really just the two of them.

Nearly twelve years separated the siblings. Haru had just turned 18, although he didn't look it. A bit on the scrawny side, he had a bookish look to him that the round coke-bottle glasses didn't dissipate.

Junichiro, on the other hand, was a head taller than he, and had a nice shapely figure. Haru wouldn't have admitted it, but most of the girls he was attracted to bore some resemblance to Junichiro.

"Why you gotta drink so much, Sis?" He asked.

"When Chotan left me. I found it made me not think about what a failure I am." Junichiro sobbed. "For a while it made me less sad. Now it just makes things go away for a while."

"Hey! But it's not good for you to do it all the time." Haru pointed out.

"Maybe not. But I'm old and washed up. Who would have me now?" Junichiro whimpered in reply.

Haru had tried this conversation before with her. Unfortunately, she couldn't see it, and all the drinking had put a few extra pounds on her, which only convinced her more that she was nothing other than an unlovable cow. Which just led to more drinking.

Still Haru kept at her and even managed to get a few dry days out of her here and there, but she always triggered, and Haru was running out of ideas.

Despite living in Tokyo, their social world was remarkably small. A fact that amplified the shame Junichiro felt at the failure of her marriage.

Haru was getting dinner ready when she staggered through the door, an empty bottle of sake in one hand, and a tear drenched hanky in the other.

"I saw him today. Chotan. He had her with him. The girl he left me for. My replacement." Junichiro sobbed drunkenly. "I'm finished. I'm just a washed-up fat cow."

Haru wasn't good in social situations on his best days. Seeing his sister like this was giving him a panic attack.

"Sis...." Was all he could manage.

"Well, it's true. Just look at me." She slurred, and before he could even blink, she shucked her clothes off and stood in front of him, buck naked. "See? I'm a cow. Moo. I should be put out in a pasture."

Haru knew he should avert his eyes. Instead, he froze. Junichiro was swaying unsteadily before him. Her eyes wet and red, as was her mouth. Her perfect boobs topped with reddish brown nipples, her pussy lips pouting out from her generous dark pubes. Her knees were slowly beginning to buckle as she headed for the floor. He stepped in, supporting her weight by sliding his hand around the curve of her waist and nudging her toward her bedroom doorway.

He couldn't help it, but he could feel her underboob soft against the top of his hand. She was leaning hard against him, but when she got next to the bathroom door, she lurched sideways, dropping to her knees and hugging the toilet bowl as the contents of her stomach gushed forcefully into the porcelain basin. Haru found that while his intention was to merely support her weight, he had, in fact cupped her soft globes and could feel her nipples pressing warmly against his palms.

Horrified, he felt his cock, shifting in his underpants. He was holding his sister's boobs, and it was making him hard. Junichiro had finished her regurgitation, and averting his eyes as much as possible, he half carried, half dragged her to her bed. Tucking her in, he made a beeline for his room, where he rubbed one out, thinking about his sister's sexy nakedness.

If Junichiro had any clear recollection of the incident, she didn't immediately let on about it. Her hangover the next day was the stuff of legends. She barked and complained at Haru as she grudgingly headed off for work. The upside was that she swore she was off the sauce for a while. Haru was relieved and attributed the slight change in her attitude towards him to her putative sobriety. Although at times it was almost as if she was acting a bit flirty on purpose.

Junichiro was on the wagon for almost three weeks when she came in late from work, having stopped by the liquor store. She wasn't blind drunk like before, but she was definitely feeling no pain.

"Haru? Ya wanna know something?" she asked.

"What, sis?" Haru replied.

"Ya wanna know something from that night? I remember now that I took my clothes off in front of you." Junichiro said, taking a sip from the sake bottle.

"Yes, sis, you did. Do you remember anything else?" Haru asked, his voice breaking slightly.

"Getting sick, and your hands on my boobs. That's what." She giggled. "Did you like them?" she added.

"It was strictly accidental, sis. I'm so ashamed." Haru confessed.

"Did you like them?" Junichiro repeated.

"Yes. Yes. I liked them. You have nice boobs. In fact, you're pretty hot overall if you want to know the truth. If you'd bother to even notice." Haru spluttered out.

Junichiro looked thoughtfully at her brother, and took another pull from the bottle. "Ya wanna see 'em again? Huh?" she said in a drunken attempt at being seductive.

Before Haru could react, she was stripping off her clothes right in front of him again. "See?" she managed, as she did about half of a spin before almost losing her balance, falling back against Haru in the process.

He had tried to prop her back up, but much to his horror had managed to catch her, his hands once again filled with her boobs. Her hands suddenly on top of his, making sure they stayed there, and making him squeeze them a little bit. It felt nice, she thought. It had been forever since she felt someone touch her.

"Just like that, brother. It feels good when you do that. Play with them all you want." She encouraged.

"Junichiro this isn't right." Haru exclaimed as he softly pressed her flesh into his hands. He was getting hard.

"Rightly so. But I'm lonely, and it feels so good. Would you like more? You wanna kiss them? I'll let you kiss them." Junichiro suggested playfully as she spun around to face him.

No girl had ever let him do that. His perpetual shyness precluding any such scenario from developing. Now, pinching her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, her other hand guided his mouth to it, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips as he kissed and suckled her.

"Oh. That's right Haru. Use your teeth a little, if you want." Junichiro crooned. "You're making me feel so good. I feel nice. Do you like touching me like this?"

Haru hated to admit that he did. Kissing her nipples, feeling them harden, listening to her breathing change when he'd suck on them. He'd never done that with a girl before. Yet here he was with his sister's big tits in his face. It seemed somewhat surreal.

"Oh Haru, come up here. Let me show you something." Junichiro whispered. "I'm going to kiss you, brother. Only I'm going to put my tongue with yours. You ready?"

They stood there kissing for a few minutes. She had pulled his t-shirt off and was rubbing her breasts against his skin. Kissing him with her tongue. He could smell her delicious fragrance as she pressed her body against his. Her hand was busy at the button on his shorts. Busier as she pushed his underwear off. Wrapping her hand around his hard cock.

"Haru, I need something else." Junichiro moaned. "I need you to give it to me."

Haru would have set himself on fire if that's what she'd asked him to do in that moment. Junichiro led him by the hand, to her room. Kissing him deeply, she eased herself back on the bed, pulling him on top of her. Kissing him again she slowly stroked his cock. It was a nice one. Way bigger than Chotan's. It felt so strong in her hand. All the making out had cleared her head, somewhat. She knew what she wanted, and she didn't hesitate.

Knowing she shouldn't be doing this, was just making it hotter. She rubbed the head of her brother's cock against her wet pussy. She was slippery. Everything was ready. This was the moment of truth.

"Haru. I want you inside me." She begged. A second later he was there, testing the depth of her hole. He felt wonderful in her pussy. It had been so long. She felt him instinctually start to stroke in and out of her, sending shockwaves of pure pleasure coursing through her nervous system. He was shockingly big. She loved the feeling of being full. She moaned for him, feeling every bit the dirty older sister that she was.

She milked his cock as he fucked her. Now that they'd crossed the line, there was no holding back, and despite the fact that it was Haru's first time, he took to it like a Koi to a lily pond. He fucked her better than anyone ever had. Not that she'd had many partners, and nothing after Chotan, but Chotan couldn't even begin to compete with the shagging her little brother was giving her.

Junichiro's first orgasm surprised her, her second astounded her, and as she felt her brother's cock grow harder and harder in the inevitable denouement of their fucking, she melted, begging him to cum inside her.

Haru, overcome by the intensity of the encounter, filled her with his seed, and felt her cum one last time, squeezing his cock in her velvety wetness. He couldn't believe what had just happened. He couldn't believe how superior it was to masturbation.

Junichiro and Haru, out of breath. Lay there in bed. Haru's cock still inside his sister. She felt his sperm in her, warm and gooey. Like a magic formula for happiness. He played with her boobs now, fascinated by their perfection. The fear and shame melted away by the purity of their orgasms.

He stayed with her that night, too tired to go to his own room. She lay there feeling him ooze out of her, her fingers confirming that he had filled her, and beside him in bed she rubbed his cum into her clit, bringing herself to a heady climax, and then drifting off to sleep, content at last.

What they had done was shameful. If Mom and Dad found out, she knew she'd be blamed. But his cock was just a perfect fit. Stretching her just right, just enough. As the sun filtered in the window, she listened to him softly snoring beside her. She'd been drunk and horny last night. Fixating on Chotan and his little bimbo.

She hadn't intended for it to go beyond a little mild teasing. Just wanting Haru to feel her up at first. His hands on her tits, had reminded her about how long it had been since she'd been touched with such barely contained desire. Sleepily putting her hand on her pussy, she eased a finger into her vagina. She was wet.

Slowly peeling back the blanket she looked at her brother. His cock at half staff, all but begging for her kiss. She scootched down to take him in her mouth. She could taste her pussy on his shaft. Mingling with his scent, it was delicious. He had awakened with a jolt, but as her mouth and hand worked on his hardening cock, had relaxed back against the mattress.

Two of her fingers slid into her pussy. She was ready. He was ready. She straddled him, sliding easily down his shaft. His hands, reaching up to cradle her globes, she moaned her approval as she came, proving to herself that she hadn't imagined the perfection of how well he filled her.

Haru, was beyond being shocked. Aware of the moral dilemma, he was equally aware of how wonderful his sister's body felt as she shuddered again on his cock. How hot her kisses were as she hungrily fucked him for all he was worth. And while he was keen to portray himself as innocent here. The longer he fucked her the more intrinsic it felt.

But there it was. This wasn't the drunken grappling of the night before. She was sober now, and she was getting what she wanted from him. And while he could just push her off of him, he didn't. Instead, he returned her kisses, played with her distended nipples until, rocking on his cock, she came again, moaning.

Junichiro knew he was close. Knew she should dismount and get him off with her mouth and hand, like she'd done so many times with Chotan. But stuck in her mind's eye was how thoroughly Haru had filled her last night. She wasn't on birth control, but in the moment, it didn't matter, she begged her brother to cum inside her again.

She felt him erupt, warm and powerful, flooding her with his love. Cumming again for him as her pussy soaked in his seed. This, the most eloquent expression that she was his, now. Looking into each other's eyes, they both understood as much. Easing back in the afterglow, watching his cum oozing from her pussy, her fingertips playing with it coating her clit as she shuddered once more. It was too addictive to stop.

By the end of the first week, he'd cum in all three of her holes. Repeatedly.

Near the end of the week Haru had come home with a pack of condoms. Things were getting out of hand, and they were fucking every day. Rolling one on he slid inside her. It felt... different. Inferior was the word that came to mind, but it was what it had to be. Junichiro was having an uncharacteristically difficult time getting off, when suddenly twisting away from him she grabbed the tip of the condom and then tugged it off, mounting him again as soon as he was bareback again.

"Give it to me, Haru. Fill your slutty sister." She moaned as she came. A minute or two later, he did exactly that. Putting a huge load into her steaming twat, before collapsing into her arms. Haru's room, now underutilized was just someplace to keep his stuff. Junichiro's bed was where they slept.

Truthfully, although her little brother was a scrawny nerd, he did have an amazing cock, and really had a talent for making her cum. And Haru worshiped the ground she walked on, which was a new sensation for Junichiro, and it made her feel so sexy. She seldom felt the inclination to drink, and if she felt a little down, Haru knew just what to do. Get her going with a little oral love and then fill her sweet honeypot. The sights and sounds of Junichiro in orgasm never got old for Haru.

When their parents returned, things got tough. Haru had to sleep in his own bed, alone. And their trysts were getting harder and harder to arrange without undue risk that they'd get busted. The fact was, it was pretty much inevitable that they'd get found out, and one day dad had taken Junichiro aside, and asked her outright.

Ashamed, she confessed, and that almost unintentionally, she'd been the aggressor. Her father just grunted and nodded sharply.

"I don't suppose I could prevail upon the two of you to stop. If word ever got out, it might reflect poorly on all of us." Dad finally stated.

"We can try, Father." Junichiro replied softly.

"Thank you, Junichiro." He acknowledged.

It was no good. They'd play it straight for a while, but then one of them would do something to arouse the other and they'd be off somewhere in the back of Junichiro's car, or up on the apartment rooftop, or down in the laundry room. Anywhere they could get even the semblance of privacy. And it was clear that Father was suspicious.

One day he sat them both down. "Mrs. Ochaida told me that a day or two back she saw a couple who looked something like the two of you in a dark alleyway downtown. What do you have to say about that?" He questioned.

"Sorry, Father." Haru said. "It was my fault. I tried to be strong, but in the end. I insisted."

"I see." He said. "This is problematic." He added dismissing them both.

A week later he asked them to join him again. "The brother of an old boss of mine has a business concern in Nagoya. Junichiro, I know that the company you work for has operations in Nagoya. Both you and Haru are smart, hard working kids. I've arranged for a job for Haru, and Junichiro, I'm sure you can transfer down there."

"You want us to move?" Junichiro said, surprised.

"I want the two of you to be happy, so, yes. I've rented a modest apartment for you both. I implied that you are a young couple. There is enough social distance that what you both do together shouldn't be a matter for scrutinization by anyone. What you choose to do is up to you. Finally, you are my children and I love you. You are free to visit whenever you like. But here you abide by my rules." He concluded.

So a week later, they pulled up in Junichiro's car in front of a clean but modest apartment building. After moving their belongings in they wasted no time in disrobing each other. Haru's gaze drank Junichiro's beauty in. He could smell the tang of her arousal in the air. A few short moments later and they were consummating their union on the bed. Relieved to finally be able to freely express their love for each other. A new life, without constraints, he kissed her hard as he filled her superheated pussy with a huge load.