Golden week

Golden Week


I don't own Strawberry Marshmallow


Day 1: Naughty thoughts


"Hey, Sis," Chika said, walking into my room. I look up at her.

"You know you should knock," I said, reaching out and flicking her forehead. She winced.

"I wish you'd stop doing that," she muttered, rubbing the quickly reddening spot.

"What do you want, anyway?" I ask her. She lets out a heavy sigh as she flops down on my bed. As she does, her skirt flips up, flashing her panties for a second.

(Plain white cotton it really suits her), I think before quickly shaking my head.

(I really got to stop thinking about her like that. She's my little sister, for God's sake!) I scold myself, trying not to look at her legs hanging over the edge of my bed.

"Well, it's Golden Week, and Ana's visiting her family over in England, plus Miu and Matsuri both got the flu, so I'm really bored," she said.

"It's not like you to come in her and bug me like this," I say as I look down at my homework. But instead of the words of my text book, I only see Chika's panties, still fresh in my mind.

"Why don't you find something to do?" I said, wishing she'd leave, because just knowing that she's laying on my bed is making it next to impossible for me to keep myself under control.

"Fine. I guess I'll go make some cookies or something," she says as she hops off my bed. As she walks out of the room, I can't help but stare at her round little butt, biting down on my lower lip. As soon as the door closes behind her, I go over to my bed and lie down on the spot where she had been only a few moments ago.

(Ahh, it's still warm), I think as I breath in deeply, inhaling her scent.

(What the hell's wrong with me?) I think to myself as I roll onto my back, pull back my skirt, and run a finger over my panties. I feel a small amount of moisture.

(I can't believe I'm getting wet just from my sister's scent), I think as I slip my hand past the waistband of my panties. I run my index finger along the length of my slit. A jolt of pleasure goes through my entire body. I begin to use my ring finger as well, rubbing the two of them along my outer labia, while I let the very tip of my middle finger dip into my cunnny. I close my eyes and think back to the night I took Chika and her friends to the bath house. Ana had been really pretty, but not even half as cute as Chika. At the time, I so badly wanted to wrap my arms around Chika and press myself against her, and rub myself off against her adorable ass. As I imagine how soft her skin would feel, the first bit of heat and pressure begins to build up in my quim.

(Ahhh!!! I'm, I'm cumming!) I scream in my mind as I let my finger push in deeper, sending me over the edge. for a split second, every thing goes black as my body spasms out of control. I grab a pillow and hold it over my mouth as I let out a loud moan, pumping my middle finger faster, making my orgasm even more intense.

"Hey, Sis, you asleep?" Chika's voice calls out. I instantly sit up, terrified. I look over and see that the door is still tightly closed. I look over at the clock next to my bed and see that about an hour has passed since I began masturbating. I pull my panties back up.

"Yeah, what do you want?" I ask.

"The cookies are done. Just thought you might want to know," she tells me. "Well, I'm going to go take a bath."

And with that, she leaves. I get out of bed and walk out of my room, down the stairs and into the kitchen. Resting on the counter top is a batch of freshly made cookies, a little steam wafting off them.

(Chika's cookies are the best in the world), I think as I pick one of them up and take a bite. The rich sweetness spreads through my mouth.

(I don't know if it's just the fact that she's the one who makes them, or if it's the way she does it, but nothing in the world compares to them), I think, taking another bite.

(She said she was going to take a bath. I'll bet she's already naked), I think to myself, picturing her nude, lithe little body. I feel myself getting wet again.

"I left the tub full if you want to go next," Chika said, walking into the room with nothing but a towel wrapped around her body, her small breasts raising up just the smallest bit. Without even thinking, I pull her into a tight hug, running my fingers through her still damp hair. The scent of her shampoo is intoxicating.

"Sis, are you drunk again or something?" she asks.

(I know I should let go, but I just don't want to), I think as she tries to push me away. Finally, after a few seconds, I let her go.

"What was that about?" she asks, clearly confused.

"What, can't I just hug my little sister once in a while?" I say in the most casual voice I can manage. Chika looks up at me.

(Her eyes are just too beautiful), I think as she stares at me.

"Well, you don't smell like alcohol...I guess you can just be nice every now and then..."

With that, she walks over to the refrigerator and takes out a bottle of milk and a couple of cookies, and then walks out of sight.

(Maybe a bath will help me relax), I think as I finish off another cookie. I walk into the changing room and begin to strip. As I sit my clothes aside, I notice Chika's sitting in the hamper, with her panties resting right on top. I take a deep breath.

(I really shouldn't. I mean, she's only twelve, and on top of that, she's MY SISTER!!!!) I yell at myself internally as I slowly reach out for the crumpled bit of cloth. I pick it up and slowly bring it up to my face, and very lightly sniff them. Right away my nose is filled with the sweet, musky scent of my sister's cunny. I feel the damp spot in my own panties grow larger.

(Why the hell am I getting off on sniffing my little sister's underwear? I'm nothing but a sick pervert!) I curse myself as I take another deeper whiff, nearly cumming from the excitement I'm feeling.

(I've got to stop thinking like this!) I remind myself, putting Chika's panties back where I had gotten them. I pull off my own panties, feeling them cling slightly. Once I get them off, I lift them up and take a good look. The entire front of them is completely soaked through.

(Damn. I'll have to make sure to wash these before Mom does the laundry.)

I walk into the bathroom itself, still holding my panties. I turn the shower head on its coldest setting and spray myself in the face.

"Ahhh! Damn that's cold!!" I scream out loud. The sudden shock of the cold does help a bit with pushing Chika out of my mind, but only for a moment, because right away I think of how cute she looked walking around in her towel. I turn the water up to a hotter setting and begin washing myself. I squeeze my breasts together with both hands. I pinch my nipples, gasping sharply before I run my hands down my stomach, until I get to my crotch. I flick my thumb over my clit, cumming right away. As soon as the aftershocks die down, I finish up trying not to stimulate myself too much.

Once I'm finished washing myself, I pick up my panties and run a bit of water over them to try and rinse out some of my juices from earlier, making sure that they're fairly clean. I ring them out a bit. I get up and open the door into the changing room and throw them into the hamper.

I get into the tub, sinking completely underwater, blowing up a few bubbles. I resurface after a few seconds.

(I can't wait until this stupid holiday is over. At least that way I won't have to be around Chika while I'm in school.) I begin thinking about ways to try and avoid her during the rest of the week.

(I don't have any money, and all my friends have plans of their own, so I guess I'll jus have to come up with something. God, I wish I could just move out of the house. Then it wouldn't be any problem with Chika. I could find someone older and unrelated,) I try to convince myself, but really, I know there's no way I could ever be attracted to anyone else the way I am with her.

After some time passes, I get out of the tub. I walk into the changing room and get a towel. I quickly dry myself, wrap my towel around myself, and go up to my room, closing my door as I walk in. I throw my towel over the chair in front of my desk and crawl into bed, not bothering to put anything on. I pull my blanket up tightly and close my eyes.