Chapter 62 – The Sister’s Bath (2)
“Don’t be so frozen, would you like to raise your arms?”
Mason, unable to hide her bewilderment at the sight of Lucia holding out her little ladle and reaching out to her as if urging her, wrapped her arms around her hurriedly.
“… Sister?”
“That that…”
Mason searched her mind intently. Now, I didn’t want to let Lucia touch her body.
Although she, like Isabella, did not lust for the hands of the same woman, much less harbor any strange thoughts about her family’s contacts.
Her imagination, which had already pierced her consciousness, continued to torment her even in the midst of her now with her Lucia, so she did not know what would happen if she continued like this.
“I-I’m sorry! My, I don’t like it when others touch me!”
Mason’s best excuse came through her voice, which had grown a little from her nervousness.
Please, just give up like this.
However, Lucia, who blinked her eyes for a moment and looked at her, shattered her Mason’s wishes.
“Did you hate touching your body?”
“Yes.”
Then Lucia tilted her head slightly and asked.
“However… Unni, to say the least, she has been sticking with me a lot lately.”
Mason calmly suppressed the frustration that was welling up inside her. Certainly, yesterday and this morning, and even in the cave earlier.
There were too many precedents to support her opinion.
“Or maybe I asked you to do something unreasonable… ?”
“…”
At the sound of her hurt voice, Mason was speechless.
She felt resentful of this situation where she couldn’t tell her what she had been through, and of course she felt a little resentful of the two of them who had mixed up in her dressing room at that time, and of Lucia who kept asking for physical contact like this.
But at the same time, she didn’t want to show her weak side to her brother anymore.
As much as she admitted it herself, she was grateful to Lucia for being kind to herself, who seemed to be wrong somewhere.
Mason awkwardly removed her arms from her chest.
And, I feel Lucia’s gaze properly touching her body.
“Not ugly… ?”
Mason murmurs in a voice filled with embarrassment and dejection.
Ever since she entered her bathroom herself, she had been protectively covering herself, and things Lucia hadn’t seen while washing herself.
Scar.
Scars from various types of wounds all over the body.
What was once a proud testament to discipline and hard work, was now only a disadvantage for Mason, who was now her mere country girl.
She wasn’t lying when she said she hated physical contact. She didn’t like seeing her bare skin or being touched, to be exact, since she had a lot of scars on her body.
… It’s only natural that she doesn’t want to show such an ugly face in front of her brother.
Mason said while she was feeling a bit depressed.
“No.”
Mason raised her head and looked at her Lucia.
“… Not ugly You are very pretty.”
Lucia came right in front of her nose. Her eyes were hard to read, but they contained a lot of emotion.
“You’ve worked hard, sister, thank you.”
Lucia said so, and sat her down on her side.
It must have been quite a strange sight to see sisters soaked in water in a bathtub hugging each other naked.
Fortunately, only two sisters saw it.
Jjoreuk-
The warm water from Lucia spills over Mason’s head.
Flinch.
Mason’s trembling was palpable in her hand, which rested on Mason’s back, not holding her ladle.
… Was it that hard for her to reveal her own wounds?
Unaware of what had happened to her clothing store, Lucia looked elsewhere for the reason for Mason’s nervousness.
Lucia scooped up water again and wet Mason’s body, as she took her gaze to several wounds on Mason’s back.
If she had a body full of scars like that, would she have been able to get her love from Isabella?
For a moment, Lucia thought of Isabella and Ciana’s incident yesterday, and felt upset.
… Am I being loved by Isabella now?
Thoughts that came to her mind even though she obviously wasn’t trying to come up with them. Isabella’s gaze at Ciana, her other purpose, felt in each other’s soggy kiss.
Lucia shook her head and she put the thought away. Again, she wets Mason’s body with warm water and only makes a vow inside her.
Because it was Isabella, not Mason, who saved me.
My lover, my family, my master.
It was a first in her own mind, her first experience, and many other things, and she lived with being provided with more than she could.
There was nothing she couldn’t do for her, and she would do it with pleasure.
Anything.
Even if it means leading her own sister into the arms of her Isabella.
“Ah…”
Sting.
Today, she felt a stinging sensation that she had felt even in the cave.
Perhaps, a tree thorn I couldn’t find at that time was embedded in her bare skin.
Lucia took her hand away for a moment and pressed her bare breasts, but there were no thorns that she could feel on her fingertips.
It’s a strange thing.
“What’s the matter?”
Perhaps it was because the water stopped pouring over her head in the middle of her day, Lucia shook her head and answered nothing at Mason’s question.
Now, it was time to move on to the next step.
She lathered her hands and ran it over Mason’s back. Slowly, gently, from the lower end of the neck to the spine.
Using the slippery lather as a lubricant, she brushed it over her skin, which was smooth except for the wound.
Mason jerked her body at the slower, more careful touch than before, and Lucia decided to take it as a good sign.
After lathering enough on her back, she propped up Mason’s right arm with one hand and cupped her hand.
She held her hand softly against her, her rough and hard, gently tightening her hand and loosening her hands over and over again.
Tzeeup, Jjong-
Each time her hands joined and dropped, the air escaped and made a noise.
Mason shifted her posture a little awkwardly, but Lucia didn’t care and continued playing with her hands.
Sister, do you know what this sound reminds me of?
With a small giggling, she wiggled Mason’s hand for a while, then made Mason straighten her arm.
From the wrist, to the arm, from the arm to the forearm, and to the armpit.
Gently, lathering, I ran it up her arm.
Burr-
She felt Mason’s body tremble a little each time her fingertips brushed the tips of her armpits.
Hmmm, is this one sensitive?
Lucia is satisfied with the good information, and after her arm on the other side froths a little hastily, she asks for the next pose.
“Would you like to raise your arms high into the sky?”
Mason looked back at her for a moment. Could it be because of the vertigo that made her feel a little red in the face?
It would be nice if it wasn’t
As for Mason, she’s as lewd as Ciana, so if I relied on her stimuli, Isabella would love me even more… ♥
Soon Mason’s arms were pointing skyward, and Lucia pulled her chair closer to Mason.
Slowly, brushing her fingers down her forearm.
Lucia’s white and soft hands touched both of Mason’s armpits.
Feeling Mason’s body twitch a little, Lucia’s smile deepened.
Each of her fingers, from index finger to little finger, as if playing an instrument.
Like Isabella knocking on the desk to make a sound.
Mason’s armpits were stimulated with her fingers.
More clearly than before, I could hear Mason’s body shaking and gasping for air.
Lucia pressed her breasts against her back as she continued to stimulate her slowly. Her own bulge, which had stolen the attention of many men, felt her masons tearing her body apart as they pressed against her breasts.
No no no no
Lucia rested her chin on her collarbone, preventing her from pulling her body apart.
“… I’m sorry.”
The sound of wriggling and gasping for air as if it were uncomfortable. Sensing that it sounded slightly lewd, Isabella got a little excited.
Did Isabella also train Cyana in this way?
“Sister.”
He called Mason with a soft voice that tickled his ears.
“… Huh?”
The answer came after waiting for a while. Lucia continued to tickle Mason’s weak points, with a touch closer to touching her genitalia than her purpose of lathering.
With her fingers, she slowly drew Wynn, and with a careful touch, as if petting a small animal. Her fingertips felt her thinly-grown bushes, slowly stimulating her.
“Don’t you want to try hair removal, sister?”
Isabella, she doesn’t like her hair to be unmaintained.
“… Why?”
Perhaps her question was a bit unexpected, Mason’s voice sounded a bit weak. But for Lucia, her excuse was already prepared.
“No, my friends at the place I work say that men like sleek things.”
Not forgetting her fleeting tone, Lucia continued to touch her close to her caress. I could hear Mason’s breathing getting thicker.
“… So did you manage it too?”
It’s crazy? Do you want me to show my body to those horny bastards?
Lucia gave her sister a sneer that couldn’t be seen, lightly pinching the weak flesh on either side as punishment for her ignorant remark.
“… Hehe♥”
Moment,
It’s hard to believe that it came out of Mason’s mouth, a cute voice. The mason covered her own mouth with both of her hands, leaving her Lucia’s hands trapped between the gaps on either side of her mason.
Lucia smiled and moved her hands as if tickling them. Unsurprisingly, Mason twisted her body at the stimulation of her vulnerable parts, and an unwanted laugh leaked from her mouth blocked by her hands.
After Mason calmed down, Lucia teasingly asked, removing her hands.
“Did you feel good?”
Mason turned her head around her, groaning, but with her naked body covering her armpits, her blushing face was unconvincing.
Lucia thought as she looked at her.
The appearance of a pure virgin who had never been exposed to stimulation before.
“Sister, you are cute♥”
Speaking from her heart this time, Lucia put Mason back in her chair.
Her step forward, her own touch, her touch, her accustomed to her stimuli, her older sister who accepted herself as a part of her daily life.
If you make it extremely uneasy, push it beyond the forbidden line because you can’t overcome your nervousness.
Will my sister say that even at the end, she loves me?
