Dragging My Legitimate Elder Sister into the Bed - Chapter 2

(BG slight H, still extremely heavy and depressing content. Readers who only want yuri, please do not click.)

Everything before her eyes was pitch black.

Her ears were covered by her sister’s ice-cold hands, the palms also covered in cold sweat, making them feel disturbingly slick against her skin. Her cheek was buried in Su Xi’s soft body, carrying a faint delicate fragrance.

But that body was also freezing cold, trembling with fear.

She could hear her sister’s weak, trembling heartbeat inside her chest — chaotic and fast…

The panting and moaning easily penetrated the hands covering her ears.

Su Qian remained quiet and motionless. She stretched out her small hands to hug her sister’s back and gently patted her.

The cabinet in the corner was unremarkable, with almost invisible gaps in the middle. The thin rays of light were blocked by the underwear draped over the outside of the cabinet. The underwear fluttered, carrying the strong fragrance of blooming flowers, like the pink apricot blossoms outside the window — blooming wildly, sweet to the point of overripeness…

The small cabinet was filled with the spreading scent. Su Xi held her breath, almost suffocating.

Su Yihuan watched the two naked bodies copulating on the bed. He stroked his massive cock for a long time, then let out a hurried low gasp and finally shot his load into the air again.

Looking at the white fluid staining his palm, he panted and glanced around. He carefully moved his feet and walked toward the cabinet.

He didn’t know what madness had possessed Lin-shi today to throw her underwear so far… But in this lonely moment, it could at least relieve some boredom…

He reached out and took down the milky-white underwear hanging crookedly, buried his face in it and took a deep sniff. The scent of his wife that had seeped into her very bones instantly stirred his raging desire. Imagining Lin-shi’s fair, tender body, he pressed the underwear against his crotch.

Soon, wet “guji guji” sounds came from outside the cabinet.

A sliver of light flashed past, quickly blocked again by the man’s heavy body.

Low, heavy panting sounded above the cabinet. The shifting light and shadow through the crack changed with the man’s hand movements. Su Qian felt Su Xi’s body, which was hugging her, suddenly stiffen, cold as a stone slab.

The soft chest she was buried against seemed to shudder and sob for a moment, but was immediately suppressed.

Until the sounds from the bed in the distance grew louder again, the man outside the cabinet also became extremely excited. Accompanied by the sounds of flesh slapping on the bed, he shot a thick load onto the cabinet wall with a “shua” sound.

The heavy smell of semen mixed with the sweet, cloying floral fragrance flooded from her nose into her chest, as if filled with stinking slop.

The little girl’s beautiful eyes suddenly widened. Su Xi abruptly withdrew the hands covering her younger sister’s ears, tightly covered her own mouth and nose, and let out a faint, suppressed dry heave.

Su Qian opened her eyes, supported her sister’s hunched waist, and stroked her back gently.

Su Yihuan’s movements suddenly stopped. The faint sound from inside the cabinet was strange. The admiral on the bed had just recovered from the afterglow of ejaculation. He flipped the naked woman over and continued fucking her while asking in this direction, “What was that sound?”

“It’s… it’s nothing, my lord. Please continue… You probably haven’t had enough yet. I’ve never touched this woman’s back entrance before. My lord, you…”

“Hmph!” Song Yuan snorted coldly. Hearing the concealment in his voice, he thrust hard into the pussy a few times, then prepared to pull out and come check.

Unexpectedly, because he had fucked too hard, the moment he tried to withdraw, the woman let out a string of moans and suddenly clamped down hard, locking him tightly inside her hole, unable to move.

“Hiss… You slut!” He felt both pleasure and anger. He simply carried Lin-shi off the bed, looked at Su Yihuan whose face had stiffened as he stood blocking the cabinet, and coldly shouted, “Get out of the way!”

“This… hey!”

Seeing him hesitating, Song Yuan grew impatient. He shoved him aside, took a sharp breath as the woman’s pussy suddenly tightened and twisted around him, and opened the cabinet door.

The moment light poured in, Song Yuan saw a delicate, youthful face inside. The bloodless face was full of panic. She stretched out her hand and instinctively pressed the even smaller child in front of her into her arms. Black hair fell down, covering half of her beautiful face.

Song Yuan was momentarily dazed. Even the continuous thrusting movements unconsciously stopped.

“This is…”

“Ah… these are my two daughters. They must have accidentally wandered in while playing. Please don’t mind, my lord!” Su Yihuan smiled apologetically. Then, with his back turned, he angrily shouted, “Get out right now!”

Su Qian’s eyes were once again covered by a pair of soft hands, still ice-cold and trembling. But the other hand pulling her to turn around was extremely firm, carrying faint warmth.

She followed her sister’s guidance and turned around. No matter what was happening around her, she didn’t cry or make noise, didn’t listen or ask. She was unnaturally quiet.

“Wait!”

Seeing the little beauty with the deathly pale face leading her sister away, Song Yuan felt a sudden sense of loss. He urgently shouted.

“My lord, you…”

Su Yihuan quietly took a step forward. Song Yuan narrowed his eyes, ignoring his little schemes.

He placed the woman hanging on him onto a nearby stool, stroked his mustache, looked at the little beauty’s stiff, thin back, and pointed, “This one, leave her for me!”

“My… my lord…”

“What? You sold your wife, but you’re reluctant to part with your daughter? There’s no one else here. Stop pretending to be a loving father!”

Song Yuan sneered. Since he was already doing the deed, he might as well go bigger. The temptation just wasn’t enough.

“Leave this little beauty for me, and I’ll help you regain a firm foothold in the capital.”

After throwing down those words, Song Yuan didn’t even look at him. He turned, picked up the beauty on the stool, and began kneading her slowly, waiting for his decision.

Lin Longyue’s empty eyes shifted slightly, her gaze unfocused, staring at some unknown place.

Upon hearing this, Su Yihuan’s face immediately lit up with joy. But thinking of the daughter behind him, a flash of struggle crossed his face.

“This… this…”

He hemmed and hawed for a long time. His pathetic appearance made Song Yuan burn with anger. “Enough! Since you’ve decided, get lost! And close the door behind you!”

But thinking about soon fucking both mother and daughter, he quickly became excited again. He groped her waist and sucked her breasts, enjoying himself thoroughly.

The beauty in his arms suddenly moved at this moment. He looked down and saw that her charming, beautiful eyes seemed to suddenly regain their spirit. They rippled with captivating light.

“Tsk… You must be happy too, right?”

The beauty who had regained her soul was no longer an empty shell. Her whole body glowed with brilliance. Her every glance revealed charm and grace — finally showing some of the bearing of the former number one beauty of the capital.

Lin Longyue was like a dried-up spring that had been injected with living water. She blinked, got up from Song Yuan’s arms, and slowly knelt on the ground.

Song Yuan’s expression turned ugly. He thought she was going to beg for mercy and felt very disappointed.

However, the naked woman crawled to his knee, kissed up along his inner thigh bit by bit, opened her fragrant mouth, and took his erect cock into her mouth.

Warm and wet suction instantly enveloped him. Song Yuan was both shocked and delighted. Although it still couldn’t compare to the tight little pussy below, having such a beauty willingly submit before him gave him an indescribable sense of conquest.

“You… slut!” Su Yihuan’s face couldn’t stay calm. They had been married for many years, yet no matter how he coaxed and begged, Lin-shi had never been willing to serve him like this.

The wet sucking sounds echoed in the room, mixed with the man’s pleasurable pants. Su Yihuan’s face grew redder and redder.

Su Qian’s ears were covered again. Her cheek sank back into softness. Not feeling her sister trembling this time, she didn’t reach out to pat Su Xi’s back.

Su Yihuan was overcome with rage and hesitation about whether to leave or step forward. While he was struggling, he saw Song Yuan being sucked into ecstasy, completely lost in pleasure, and knew he would probably cum again soon.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, he prepared to turn and leave.

Right at that moment, a miserable, shrill scream suddenly rang through the room.

He turned back and saw Song Yuan convulsing all over. A large pool of blood had splattered on the ground. His veins bulged violently as he rolled on the floor screaming in agony.

The screams were horrific, chilling everyone to the bone.

Lin Longyue knelt on the ground, expressionless. Her cheeks were puffed out. She opened her mouth and spat out half a bloody cock. Her lips were dripping with fresh blood, beautiful as a ghost.

The piece of flesh rolled a few times on the ground, leaving a trail of blood until it stopped at Su Yihuan’s feet. It scared him half to death. His legs went soft and he collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing Lin-shi slowly move her body and crawl toward him, he felt like his mind was about to collapse. He let out a loud cry, grabbed the stool lying on the ground, and raised it to smash down.

The sound of wind whistled by her ear. Su Qian blinked. The softness disappeared, and her vision gradually became clear again. The faint fragrance around her faded. Not far away, Su Xi’s thin figure was running ahead. Lin-shi reached out as if to catch her, but then paused, as if noticing the messy, ambiguous red marks on her hand, and her mind wavered.

“Crack—”

The raised stool fell from his hand. The room fell into dead silence. Su Yihuan reached up to touch his neck, then collapsed to the ground in disbelief.

A thin stream of blood trickled down his neck…

“Mother.” Su Xi held Lin-shi’s hand that was frozen in mid-air and softly called out.

“Sister?” Su Qian also slowly walked over behind her. She looked at the transparent liquid sliding down her face and reached out to wipe it.

(Early stages are heavy, somewhat bloody, and very depressing. In a few more chapters, they will have grown up.)