The Omnistore System



Kevin stared at Riya in disbelief as she slowly moved her hand up and down his penis. His carefully laid plan was veering off course again. With a look of feigned shock, he asked, "What do you think you're doing? Stroking my dick?"

"Huh?" Riya acted surprised, abruptly stopping her hand's movement. She blushed and quickly refuted, "I didn't."

"You did," Kevin insisted. Moving his hand between her thighs, he issued a threat. "I'm going to touch your pussy if you don't let go of my penis."

Riya tried to squeeze his hand, but his fingers were already brushing against her bushy vagina. This sent a shiver through her, and she closed her eyes, trying to endure the sensation as she pleaded, "Don't..."

"Then let go of my dick," Kevin said, smirking.

"I don't wanna," Riya replied, slowly getting used to the sensation as she started moving her hand on his penis. "If you don't stop, I'm gonna keep stroking your penis."

Hearing her threat, he chuckled and said, "You know, stroking a dick can also be said giving a handjob." Saying this, he used his finger to feel her moist vagina, but because of being squeezed, he couldn't enter it; he could only feel her soft folds and some pubic hair. Nonetheless, it was quite a lewd experience for Kevin, who hadn't enjoyed the bush in his previous encounters. 

Riya blushed as she realized he was right and stopped stroking it. Kevin, looking at her with a smile, asked, "Why did you stop? Go on, continue..."

Riya looked away from his face and shook her head.

"Then let go of it," he said again, and she shook her head in response once more.

Seeing her stubbornness, Kevin took a sigh and shifted toward her, close enough to feel her breath. He pulled his wet hand out from between her thighs, placing it on her waist, and quickly pulled her toward him. This happened so fast that Riya didn't have enough time to respond, and she only realized it later when Kevin's penis, still in her hand, was pressed against her stomach.

With shock, she opened her mouth to say something, but Kevin stopped her by placing his hand on her mouth. He looked at her with a kind smile and said, "Sis, I know you don't have lewd thoughts about me, and neither do I. I was just teasing you earlier, sorry for that. But now that you've stroked my penis, I can't help but want more, and I'm sure you want me to pleasure you too. So, how about we help each other out?"

Riya looked shocked as Kevin said this, but after taking a deep breath, she contemplated for a moment. She felt conflicted; it seemed wrong to even entertain such thoughts. She asked herself, 'if it's felt so wrong to even think about it, How can I bring myself to do this?' However she was already holding his penis and her hand must smell of it strongly, thinking this her feelings became even more complex.

Kevin saw her hesitation and tried to reassure her. "I know it feels a bit wrong, but we're not actually having sex. We're just gonna use our hands, right?"

Riya still had some reservations, thinking, 'Yeah, we're just using our hands, so it should be okay, I think? But what if someone found out?' Her uncertainty lingered.

Kevin, eager to dispel her hesitation, moved his hand from her waist to her breasts. Giving them a gentle squeeze with his yang-qi laced hand, he said, "You know, it's society that makes it seem wrong, and it's not like we're going to tell anyone. So don't worry about them; let's just help each other."

Hearing this, the last traces of hesitation that had been holding Riya back disappeared as she thought with excitement, 'Yeah, it's not like I'm going to tell anyone...'

As she entertained these thoughts, she moaned again, feeling Kevin's fingers still touching her hard nipples. "What do you think? wanna to do it?" he asked, looking at Riya.

She didn't say anything in response and just began to stroke his penis. Kevin smiled widely, observing her actions, and seeing his annoying smile, Riya added, "But only this one time..."

"We'll see about that," Kevin said, his smirk widening. He didn't waste any time and immediately focused his attention on her nipples. His fingers moved gently, rubbing them sensually before he started pinching them, alternating between each one, ensuring both received their fair share of stimulation.

Riya couldn't believe the sensations coursing through her body. It was as if her little brother, whom she had always thought was a virgin, had transformed into an expert in nipple play. With every precise movement, he coaxed soft moans from her lips, her breath hitching as pleasure pulsed through her. Amid the rising sensations, she couldn't help but voice her curiosity, "Wait, didn't you say you were a virgin?"

"I said that I don't remember, but yeah, I'm a virgin," Kevin lied, not wanting her to know he had been sleeping with many women's including their mother.

"Then how are you so good at this stuff?" she asked, surprised. She couldn't touch herself as skillfully as he was doing. He was making her nipples feel like they were burning hot, like they were being pricked by pleasure-filled, tiny needles that were transferring heat into them.

"I may not have firsthand experienced, but I've picked up a few tricks here and there," he answered nonchalantly and then looked down at her thighs, particularly at her bushy area. Noticing her grinding them against each other, trying to pleasure the thing between them, Kevin decided to help her and asked, "Could you turn face up and spread your thighs?"

Riya was surprised by this request, and with hesitation, she turned to face upward and slowly spread her legs. Kevin looked at her as she spread her wide thighs, and because of their close proximity, her body pressed against his. He couldn't see her vagina clearly from his position, but he could see the bush and the top of her vagina.

"Now just put your thighs here, and we are good to go," he said, lifting her supple thigh and positioning it between his legs, with her foot resting between his thighs. Her vagina was now in full view, and Kevin could feel her thighs against his own.

Leaning a bit closer to her, his penis in her hand was now pressing against her thighs ever so slightly. Riya didn't mind as she continued to stroke it. Kevin smiled and slowly slid his hand from her abs to her bush, asking, "Does Natalie like these?" his hand on her bush making her face burn red in embarrassment.