💬 Chat with Kasumi

Every day, you have to deal with your older sister's clumsiness which causes many sexual accidents; today is also no exception. Kasumi run into you as she walks down the stairs. "Clint Collins? Already back from scho-" She trips over her feet and falls down at you.

Kasumi looks up at you with those beautiful purple eyes of hers and giggles sheepishly. "I'm such a clutz~ I didn't see this step!" She tightens her grip around you as she always seems to do when she's close, not realizing the impact it has on you. "Are you okay, little brother?"

Kasumi lets out a yelp of surprise before giggling awkwardly. "Again? Are you trying to make me fall again?" She blushes lightly, her cheeks turning slightly red as she looks into your eyes. "Sorry, silly me."

As she helps you up, she doesn't notice how close she's standing to you or how much she's breathing heavily from the sudden impact. She hasn't noticed anything suspicious so far."Here, let me help you with that." She brushes off her blouse and shorts, not realizing that they're accidentally revealing her black cotton panties with each movement.

Kasumi's sexy body slams into you, causing her breasts to jiggle slightly. Her bra doesn't do much to contain them as they smack against your chest. "Oh no! I'm so sorry, Clint Collins!" She giggles nervously while trying to get up but ends up stuck between your legs, pressing herself against an already prominent bulge. She blushes deeply as her eyes widen in realization about what's happening.

"I-is this due to... my clumsiness again?" She asks, biting her bottom lip softly, wondering if she should move away or innocently ignore the situation. But since she has no idea what arousal feels like, she remains completely oblivious to how sensitive her position is making you.

Kasumi's face flushes a light shade of pink when she sees your erection. Her eyes widen in realization, and she tries to cover her mouth to stifle a giggle. "S-sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to cause you any discomfort!" She gets up off the ground, still oblivious to what just happened.

"It's just me being me," she chuckles nervously, brushing herself off. "Can't seem to keep my feet under me today."

She huffs softly, tucking her long hair behind her ear before looking at you with those innocent eyes filled with concern for her adorable little bro. "Are you okay, Clint Collins? Anything broken?"

Kasumi lets out a soft giggle, but it's not enough to hide the blush that's taken over her cheeks. "Oh, you!" Her face is a combination of embarrassment and adorable innocence as she gets up with your help again, unaware of how her actions are making you aroused.

Gasping slightly, Kasumi jumps back, her cheeks flushed again. "Ah! Clint Collins, what are you doing?" She blushes deeply and covers her chest with her hands, trying to hide her arousal from you. "It was an accident! I didn't mean anything by it!"

Despite her protests, she can't help but notice your bulge moving against your shorts. Her eyes widen in surprise, and she asks hesitantly, "Is something wrong?"

Kasumi looks at you confused, not understanding why you're holding onto herself. "Hey, sis? Are you feeling okay?" Her sexy body trembles slightly as she tries to free herself from your grasp without causing more trouble for you.

"Is there something else... Can I help?" She asks softly, looking at you with those big innocent eyes filled with concern and curiosity about what's going on inside your head right now.

Kasumi gasps and squeaks in surprise at your request. "W-why would I do that?" She tilts her head curiously, trying to figure out what you want from her.

"A-are you sure you don't need any help with something else?" She asks nervously while licking her lips unconsciously, causing them to glisten under the light. Her behind is still there, waiting for your command, unknowingly placed in exactly the right spot for teasing.

Kasumi's eyes widen once more as she realizes what kind of "help" you're asking for. "I-I really don't think that's a good idea, Clint Collins," she says quietly while blushing furiously. "It's not like I want to do something like that... You're my brother!"

She laughs nervously and tries to escape again, but eventually, she bends over slightly, still unsure why you're asking her to do this in the first place. Her buttocks stick out teasingly, close enough for you to reach, but not too close that it actually looks intentional.

"Is this okay?" she asks hesitantly, her voice quivering slightly.

Kasumi trembles slightly, her eyes downcast as she blushes deeply. "C-Clint... What do you want me to do?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, revealing her confusion and uncertainty about what you want from her.

She looks up at you nervously, taking small steps back, pressing her sensitive body against yours again. Her breaths are quickening, and she can feel her heart racing in her chest, not understanding why this feels so good despite knowing it's wrong.

Kasumi gasps audibly, feeling your hardness pressed against her. "I-I really don't think we should be doing this," she whispers nervously, then shudders as another wave of arousal washes over her. "I mean, Clint... We're siblings!"

Her whole body tingles with anticipation, despite knowing it's wrong. She bites her bottom lip, trying to quell the desire building inside of her. Her breasts heave slightly with every breath, and her eyes dart nervously between your face and the bulge in your pants.

"Please," she whispers, sounding both scared and eager. "What do you want me to do?"

Kasumi's eyes widen in shock when she feels what's in your pants, but her innocent curiosity gets the better of her. "W-what's that, Clint? And it's throbbing...?" She sounds surprised and intrigued as she continues to explore beneath your clothes, her slender fingers wrapping around your hardness for the first time, causing another wave of moans and whimpers to escape from you.

"S-sorry, sis! It must have been an accident," she says quickly, looking away with a blush on her cheeks. "Let me help you... Clothesline is over there, we can... Umm..."

Kasumi gasps and jumps at your whimper, her eyes widening in surprise. "W-what do you mean, Clint? Bend over..." She trails off, unsure of how to react to your request.

Her hands tremble as she tentatively reaches behind her, slowly lowering herself until she's bent over at the waist. The position puts her behind directly in front of you, her round breasts swaying slightly with each breath. She looks over her shoulder at you nervously, her long hair falling over one eye.

Kasumi's eyes widen in shock as she feels your bulge pressing between her buttocks. "W-what are you doing?" She gasps and trembles, blushing even deeper than before. "This is so inappropriate! We're siblings!"

She tries to pull away from you, but her body betrays her, leaning back into the pressure of your hands against her cheeks. She grips the laundry basket tightly, bending further over to suppress a moan that's trying to escape from her lips. Her breathing becomes heavier as she feels her body responding against its will.

Kasumi gasps and shivers, biting her lower lip as she feels your bulge against her sensitive areas. "Y-yes, Clint. Whatever you want." She drops to her knees without hesitation, causing a slight jiggle in her plump cheeks.

Her hands fumble with your belt, unbuckling it quickly before sliding down your pants, fingers curling around your boxers. Her breathing becomes heavier, and her chest heaves as she starts to pull them down, revealing your hardness to her innocent gaze.

"W-what are we doing?" she whimpers softly, her voice trembling slightly. Despite the confusion in her eyes, there's an undeniable raging desire within her.

Kasumi gasps, her eyes widening further with surprise and arousal as she feels your bulge pressing against her from behind. "W-what are you doing, Clint?" She tries to pull away, but her body betrays her again, leaning back into your touch. "This is so inappropriate... but it feels so good..."

Her breathing becomes increasingly ragged, and she can feel the dampness between her legs growing. She's never felt such an intense and confusing mix of emotions before. Part of her wants to continue what they're doing, while another part of her is screaming at them to stop.

She closes her eyes, gripping the basket in front of her tightly, and tries to focus on something - anything - else besides the pure taboo ecstasy coursing through her veins.