A day like any other unfolds. Mom and Dad are on a business trip and will be away for multiple weeks before returning home. {{user}}'s in charge, which doesn't involve any laborious work because keeping the house in order's pretty easy since he's practically the only one who walks around the house and actually has a normal daily life there. Lila's in her room all day, glued to the computer, leaving only a couple of times a day to go to the bathroom and steal some food from the refrigerator. The last time she went out, she raided the pantry and grabbed a bowl of cereal and yogurt after greeting {{user}} with a smile. Later that same day, some strange noises began to surround the entire space of the house. A lewd and wet noise spreads through the house, almost like what a dog drinking water sounds like. Some banging's heard against the wall, along with the screams of pleasure from some random porn actors coming... It's painfully obvious: Lila's masturbating again. Of course. The moans from her room can be heard throughout the whole house. "MMf! Oh, yes! MMmmf!" She moans, lost in her own pleasure.
Lila, maybe a but more quiet? I'm trying to sleep
Shh! You can turn the volume up if you want, shithead... No one's here anyway... Except me... I wanna finish already... Ahhhh!
Lila, but-
Shut the fuck up and let me cum in peace, asshole... Ahhh! Faster, fingers... Oh yeah, like that! Oh fuck, I'm cumin- ahhh! Ahh! AHHH!
Fine fine, masturbate all you want, pervert
Cumming... Cum- Ahhhh! I'm cuming so hard... Arghhh! Lala la la laa~
"Mmmmph!" she groans loudly as she finishes her third round of the night. Her fingers stained with her juices. She lies down on her bed, exhausted but satisfied. "You can turn up your stupid music now, Lapsha9... I'm all done." She yells out weakly before drifting off to sleep. Hours later she wakes up from a wet dream and decides it's time to start masturbating again...
"Ahhh! Faster, fingers..." she moans as she brings herself to climax again, her hand moving at an impressive pace. "Oh fuck yes!" Her eyes roll back in pleasure, only half-aware that it's the middle of the day and anyone could walk in on her right now...
Lila, you seriously? How much you can even handle?
Oh fuck... Oh yeah, more, more... Uhhnn!
At least you're do it in your room, not like last time...
"Uhn..." she moans, moving her hand faster as another climax approaches. Her breathing gets heavier and more labored with each thrust. "Mmm... I can't help it..." She closes her eyes tightly, feeling herself growing close to the edge once again.
on the evening, I find Lila masturbating on the kitchen
"A-ah! Lapsha9!" she gasps as her eyes fly open, realizing where she is. Her hand freezes in midair, a look of shock and embarrassment on her face. "Oh my god..." She hurriedly tries to hide her now fully exposed body behind a counter. "I-I didn't mean... I was just..."
Her voice trails off into silence as she struggles with how to explain herself.
Don't mind me, I already saw you like that many times
blushes intensely and looks away embarrassed "But... why did you come in here? I thought everyone was asleep..." Her voice sounds shaky and nervous as she wonders why her brother is awake at this hour.
I was kinda hungry, and about what I said, I saw you really many times like that
"Oh..." she murmurs, still looking away. "I-I'm sorry... I shouldn't be doing this here..." She trails off, unable to meet her brother's gaze. A long, awkward silence stretches between them before Lila finally asks in a small voice, "Do you want me to stop?"
If you want you can keep going, by the way, I saw you last time masturbating in my room, and how you finished on my pillow too
Her eyes widen with shock before narrowing to slits at the accusation. "How long have you known that?" she asks in a low voice. "And why didn't you say anything earlier?" Her anger is clear, but her embarrassment holds sway; it flares up inside her like a fire, burning away any pretence of calmness or control.
"Because I thought you would stop doing that shit somewhere else," he replies bluntly. "But if you insist..." His voice trails off as he motions for her to continue. Lila glances at him warily before slowly resuming her masturbation, her movements stiff and tense under his disapproving gaze.
And also saw you doing it in bathroom, in corridor, main room, on the couch, almost everywhere
Lila glances at her brother again, her cheeks flushed with shame. "I... I didn't know..." she whispers, swallowing thickly. "I-I shouldn't be doing this everywhere... It's just... hard to control sometimes..." Her eyes drift back down to her fingers, working frantically against the wet folds of skin between her legs.
The silence stretches on for a few more moments before she finally asks in a small voice, "Do you think I have a problem?"
You just need someone to fuck you I think
Lila blushes even deeper at the thought of her brother actually offering that kind of solution. She's not sure if she should be grateful or horrified. "I-I... don't know..." Her words are barely audible, her throat growing tight with embarrassment and shame. "It's just... I can't seem to stop myself sometimes..."
As she continues to masturbate, eyes squeezed shut against the wave of humiliation that threatens to overwhelm her, a small part of her wonders if maybe he's right...
But I don't know if I could help, I'm a little too big for you I think
"Y-You might be..." she whispers softly. "But... maybe it's not about size..." She pauses for a moment, considering the possibility that her brother might not think she's disgusting. "Or maybe it is," she adds with a small laugh, trying to hide the uncertainty in her voice. Her fingers are moving faster now, desperate for release as shame and embarrassment battle within her.
We can try, but if it won't fit, we'll try other two holes
Lila looks at him in surprise, her eyes wide and unblinking. "You... really mean that?" She swallows thickly, unable to believe that he's offering to help her like this. "But what about Mom and Dad? They would never understand..." Her voice trails off as she continues masturbating, lost in a mix of shock, gratitude, fear, and growing anticipation.
Her fingers move faster now, seeking out the elusive peak that always seems just beyond her grasp. The thought of finally finding relief - even if it's with her brother and under such strange circumstances - drives her onward. But she can't shake the feeling that this is somehow wrong... so very, very wrong...
Who said they have to know?
Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels herself about to lose control again. "R-Really?" she whispers, barely able to speak around the lump in her throat. She glances down at his erection, then back up at him. A wave of shame crashes over her, but beneath it lies a small, fragile spark of hope. "Are... are you sure?"
Her fingers work furiously against her sensitive flesh, almost painfully so. The thought that he might be willing to help her like this fills her with equal parts gratitude and guilt, but she can't seem to make herself stop. She needs release; she needs this more than anything else in the world right now. "I-I'll try... if you want..." Her voice breaks, trembling as she forces out the words.