"No, no noise, just choked on so water a mont ago."
It was a clumsy explanation, but also one that was hard to discern as true or false. Sam seed to recall such excuses from many classic movies and novels, but he never imagined that one day he would be using it himself.
He forced himself to regulate his breathing, to control his emotions.
He tried not to be affected by the imnse pleasure emanating from his cock. At this mont, he could see not only the top of Zoe’s head but also a more heart-racing scene.
Sam dared not look any longer; enduring Zoe’s oral sex was already challenging enough. If he were to watch her actions, he probably wouldn’t be able to continue the call.
Zoe seed to be quite skilled at these acts, fully displaying her wild side. Her tongue relentlessly licked Sam’s cock, while she tried her best to take it as deep into her mouth as possible, even if the tip was already hitting the back of her throat. She didn’t care. Everything she was doing was to continuously invade Sam’s inner sanctum.
The dimly lit room, the ambiguous atmosphere.
It was too stimulating...
Talking on the phone with his sister while simultaneously enjoying the oral sex of a beautiful woman was an impressively jarring experience!
Even though Zoe managed to control her actions precisely, making no additional noise, the more she did so, the more intense the sensations beca for Sam.
"Really? So where are you at the mont?"
Ava sounded skeptical, clearly not quite believing what Sam had said.
Sam tried to speak in an even tone, "I’m at ho, where else could I be? Mmm."
This ti Sam was smarter. Sensing sothing amiss, he quickly covered his mouth, not letting any more sounds escape into the phone, instead suppressing them in his throat.
Looking down, he saw Zoe flashing a triumphant smile at him.
She opened her mouth, proudly showing off her pearly white teeth that had just been up to mischief.
"Alright... I thought you weren’t at ho at this hour and must be out flirting with so other woman. Are you really that busy every day? Too busy to even send a ssage to your own sister?"
On the other end of the line, Ava continued to playfully pout at her brother.
Sam, however, was experiencing sothing entirely different.
Zoe’s movents, as she perford oral sex on Sam, beca increasingly rapid. She grasped his sizable cock with both hands while her mouth relentlessly worked over it, forcing Sam to tilt his head back and pull the phone far away to prevent any strange noises from reaching Ava’s ears.
Seeing Zoe still accelerating, Sam could only stretch out his other hand, pressing down on her head, trying to use this thod to limit Zoe’s pace.
But to this woman, Sam’s actions were like a perverse form of encouragent.
Now Sam felt as if he were caught in two different tornadoes, one on the phone and one right in front of him, pulling and tearing at his soul from different directions and angles.
Although Zoe was providing Sam with an ultimate oral experience, the fact that he was on the phone with Ava turned it into a form of tornt and endurance.
"How could that be? I’ve indeed been a bit busy lately, mainly preparing for... exams and tests next month... By the way, did you call for sothing specific?"
Sam tried to change the subject.
Ava huffed lightly.
"What? Can’t I call you if there’s no reason? Maybe you should just delete from your contacts, since you don’t seem to want to see anyway."
"How could I bear to delete your contact? You’re my only sister, after all—kind, understanding, and beautiful."
Sam offered insincere flattery.
Amidst the stimulation from Zoe, all of Sam’s senses were heightened. He struggled to hold on, even contemplating giving in, thinking that perhaps it would all end if he just released into this woman’s mouth sooner.
But Sam couldn’t predict what the woman, still crouched before him, would do next after his ejaculation.
"Hmm, you’d better really think that... But why do I get the feeling you’re a bit distracted?"
Ava asked with a hint of suspicion, sensing that Sam’s tone wasn’t as casual as usual. Instead, it carried an air of tension and deliberate placation, as if he was preoccupied with sothing else.
Sam knew he couldn’t maintain this state for long, or Ava would surely hear the strange sounds resulting from the oral sex. He had to end the call quickly.
"Yeah, I do have sothing to handle right now, I’m in the middle of a ga... How about I call you back later?"
Sam tried his best to regulate his breathing, attempting to shift his focus away from the pleasure Zoe’s mouth was providing to his mber and onto sothing else in his mind.
Still, he needed to avoid any unexpected actions from Zoe, so Sam hoped the call would end soon.
Ava was silent for a mont on the other end.
"Are you with another girl? Is that why you’re in such a hurry to hang up on ?"
"No, I just don’t want to lose this ga. Since you really want to chat, I’ll stop playing."
Sam thought that by offering to give in, he might persuade his sister to let him off the hook, knowing her as he did.
But this ti, to Sam’s surprise, Ava said, "Alright then, let’s chat."
Sam felt the sweat about to break out.
Why was his sister not playing by the usual rules? Had the world’s order collapsed in just this short ti?
"What do you want to talk about?"
It seed as if Sam’s expression was gradually settling down, as if he was getting used to the rhythm of Zoe’s oral sex, beginning to adapt.
Zoe frowned slightly, clearly not pleased that Sam could remain so composed under these circumstances.
Of course, Zoe knew that Sam was on the phone with his sister, but after what she had gone through today, how could he not exact so sort of toll?
If he could remain so calm while on the call, wouldn’t it just be pure enjoynt for him?
That certainly couldn’t be allowed.
So Zoe threw caution to the wind, and Sam felt the pleasure and pressure multiply exponentially.
Glancing down, Sam saw a scene that was almost comically exaggerated. In the dim light, the woman crouched there was giving him oral sex with such fervor that her cheeks were dramatically hollowed in.
What was this all about? Was it really necessary?
At that mont, Ava spoke up.
"Hmm, why did you change your profile picture on social dia?"
It was because of this profile picture that nearly all the won around him had asked him about it.
As Zoe continued her vigorous ministrations, Sam felt his legs growing weak. He subconsciously tried to withdraw a bit from her mouth, but Zoe firmly held his hips in place.
Sam’s posture was awkward and exaggerated. With Zoe’s intense movents, he felt like he was about to orgasm any second, as if a countdown had begun.
Sam’s body began to tremble slightly, but even then, he tried to answer calmly.
"It’s just like you saw... I can’t help it, sotis things just happen so suddenly."
"I told you not to rush into a relationship!"
"I didn’t agree to that."
"Wow! Jerk of a brother, that’s your attitude now, huh?"
"Sorry, sorry... I really am... hiss..."
"What’s wrong?"
"This ga is just too hard, I can’t beat it...!"
"Tsk... Silly brother, go on and play your ga then. I won’t keep you, so you can’t bla if you lose."
"Uh... okay, you should get so rest early."
"I’m still curious, how did you end up becoming lovers with that bad woman, Angel?"
"I’ll find a chance to explain it to you properly, but if I don’t end this call, I’m going to lose this ga."
Although Sam didn’t understand why he had to explain such things to his sister, he was about to ejaculate and had no choice but to agree for now.
"Alright, don’t stay up too late playing gas, goodnight brother!"
"Goodnight..."
As he said this, Sam stubbornly maintained his composure and endurance, even though he had already reached orgasm, he kept himself from ejaculating.
When the call finally ended, every muscle in Sam’s body was tense.
The orgasm he had been holding back reached an uncontrollable point, and he couldn’t help but lower his head as his breathing beca rapid, his hands pressing down on Zoe’s shoulders.
And then... he released all his sen into her mouth.
That mont was like the roar before the world’s destruction.
The final cannon fire before the war’s complete end.
After everything was over, the lights in the room remained dim.
Sam leaned against the kitchen wall, taking deep breaths.
Zoe, now devoid of strength and slumped on the floor, also needed to rest.
Her disheveled hair and flushed face were irresistibly enticing, a sight too chaotic to be simply described as ’ssy’.
Sam caught his breath and handed a tissue to Zoe, who was gradually regaining her strength.
Zoe opened her eyes, glanced at Sam, and then set the tissue aside.
She opened her mouth, which was filled with the white liquid.
Sam thought she was going to spit it out, but Zoe did not do so. She closed her mouth, swallowed, and didn’t waste a drop.
Then Zoe stood up, rinsed her mouth with water from the tap, and walked over to Sam, smiling at him.
"How was it... did you enjoy it just now?"
Sam looked at her with a wry smile.
"Did you really have to give oral sex while I was on the phone with my sister? That was too intense... But it’s not good, it could scare soone half to death."
Zoe looked at Sam seductively.
"Scare you half to death? What if one day you wake up to find with blood-stained scissors, having cut off your cock? What then?"
Was that a threat?
The re thought sent shivers down Sam’s spine.
If Zoe’s emotions continued to fernt like this, it was indeed a possibility.
In the exaggerated reality of this ga world, the consequences of a wrong choice could be unbearable.
Sam sighed softly, then leaned against the wall, looking at the stunning Zoe.
"What can I do? I guess I deserve it. After all, I didn’t choose to be a good man, so ending up like this seems fitting."
Zoe smiled, reached out to caress Sam’s handso face, and said with a smile, "Silly boy, how could I bear to do that to you... How could I ever do such a thing to you?"
While Zoe spoke, Sam distinctly felt one of her hands stroking his face, while the other grasped his cock.
Really? Again?
Sam looked at the seductive woman before him.
"So... what are you doing now?"
Zoe smiled and pressed her body against Sam’s chest, her ample breasts once again pressing against him.
Sam’s reaction was even more pronounced; his cock stirred to life once more.
The colors outside the window grew denser; it was nearing midnight, and even the moon was obscured by thick clouds.
Zoe’s eyes, up close, shone with anticipation.
"What am I doing? Don’t you know? The night is still young... You’re only 18, surely once isn’t enough?"
She said this with a laugh. She no longer seed like the gentle and sweet woman from his mories, but more like a succubus intent on draining a man of his essence.
"But... I’ve said what I had to say, do you still want this? I can tell you again, honestly, that I can’t give up my girlfriend, call despicable or fickle if you will, but that’s the truth. So the choice is in your hands... Do you really want to continue making love to ? I’m worried it might be unfair to you."
As he spoke these words, Sam himself felt shaless.
But what could he do? Since he had beco the male protagonist in this ga world, his path was to resolutely build a harem, with no chance of a sudden awakening to beco a good man.
He had to make things clear.
Yet Zoe, while beginning to play with Sam’s cock and gazing into his eyes, smiled seductively.
"It’s the sa old line... I don’t agree to share, nor do I want to share. In my dreams, it’s always you, belonging only to ..."
"But now..."
"That doesn’t an we can’t do anything right now... right?"
The look in Zoe’s eyes made sothing clear to Sam.
To be honest, he couldn’t fully understand.
She wanted to make love to Sam but didn’t want to agree to his terms.
Was this a contradiction? Or had desire triumphed over reason?
"This isn’t right, nor is it sensible, and you should know that," Sam said, looking into her eyes, reminding her once again.
But Zoe was gently stroking Sam’s cock, her eyes ablaze with fervor and covetousness.
"There’s nothing sensible about it. I’m just not a sensible woman. If I were, I wouldn’t have gotten to this point... Although reality is sowhat different from what I imagined, it doesn’t matter, Sam. There’s still plenty of ti. If the end result is you belonging only to , then spending my lifeti on it is no issue at all."
With those words, she took hold of Sam’s cock.
To be honest, walking in this state was a bit embarrassing.
But fortunately, it was just the two of them, no one else’s gaze to worry about.
The room was still echoing with the sounds of a variety show on TV, as well as their footsteps.
Zoe led Sam by his cock into her bedroom, then pushed him down onto the bed.
Moonlight filtered through the curtains, falling on Sam’s chest.
Zoe lay on top of him, leaving her kiss marks bit by bit on his body.
The sounds of kissing, the delicate touch, made Sam squint his eyes involuntarily.
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It wasn’t until she had kissed all over Sam’s neck and chest that Zoe finally lifted her head, reappearing before Sam’s eyes.
Her hair was a bit disheveled, covering her beautiful face, but she seed to have no extra mood to tidy it up. Through the gaps in her hair, her soft and seductive eyes were visible.
Bewitching.
Beautiful.
Eyes that were irresistible, that one couldn’t help but fall into, as if they possessed a natural magic.
"I’ve made up my mind, what about you?"
"What have you decided on? Still not willing to give my suggestion a shot?"
Zoe tilted her head back slightly, her beautiful neck reminiscent of a swan gazing at the moon.
"Of course, if I simply followed your plan... wouldn’t that just be waiting to be discarded by you? After all, sothing that is too easily obtained always loses its value.... And I don’t want to lose my value. I want to be as important as you, to live together, to die together. That’s what makes it interesting, right?"
Indeed...
None of these female leads are easy to deal with.
It’s not that his character is weak, but in this peculiar ga world, Sam can only be so ’passive.’
He looked at Zoe, who was within arm’s reach, and noticed her slight movent to sit up, her entrance now fully exposed to him.
But when it ca to making love, Sam didn’t want to be passive.
So he grabbed Zoe’s arms and flipped over.
Suddenly, the tables turned, and under Sam’s strength, Zoe had little room to resist.
She lay on the bed, a rare and genuine panic flickering in her eyes, then looked up at Sam, biting her lower lip slightly.
Zoe, with flushed cheeks, heard Sam’s voice lowered.
"You’ve always been as important as I am, and you always will be."
"Does you saying these things have anything to do with you being on top of ?"
Zoe quickly adapted, her charming smile returning to Sam, her arms wrapping around his neck.
Not a hint of retreat in her.
And of course, Sam wouldn’t retreat either.
"Of course it does, because a man has to do many things, bear responsibilities, fulfill promises, and..."
"And what?"
"Lift your legs, I’m starting!"
"You... ah~"
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