Yuko buried her face in my chest, her body trembling slightly as years of hidden fear were finally released. "I was so scared... I thought if you found out, you'd be disgusted. That you'd look at me like a monster..."
"You're not a monster," I whispered, stroking her hair. "You're my Yuko. Strong, protective, and part of this family. Nothing you've done will ever drive me away."
She stayed in my arms for a long time, the tension slowly melting. In the distance, the first hints of dawn were beginning to touch the horizon.
Yuko finally pulled back just enough to look up at me, her eyes still wet with tears but now shining with a new kind of warmth and deep trust. The vulnerability she had shown moments ago made her look even more beautiful under the moonlight.
"...Thank you, Jack," she whispered softly, her voice barely audible.
I gently wiped the remaining tears from her cheeks with my thumb. We stood there for a few more seconds in comfortable silence before heading back to the car. The night air was cool and quiet now, the horrors of the campsite feeling distant.
We climbed back inside. I started the engine, and we continued driving down the long, empty forest road. The headlights sliced through the darkness as the first faint glow of dawn began painting the horizon.
After a few minutes of peaceful silence, Haruna's mischievous voice suddenly piped up from the backseat.
"Sister Yuko... why were you hugging my boyfriend so tightly outside? Are you trying to steal him from me~?"
Yuko stiffened instantly in the passenger seat, completely caught off guard. She had clearly forgotten that Haruna was sitting right there in the back, watching everything through the window. Her face flushed a deep crimson, eyes widening in panic.
"N-No! It's not like that! I... I wasn't— We were just—!" Yuko stammered, completely flustered, her usual cool assassin demeanor shattering in an instant.
Haruna puffed out her cheeks dramatically, then burst into laughter. "Pffft—! Hahaha! Your face is so red, Sister!"
Yuko whipped her head around to glare at her little sister in the backseat, still blushing furiously. "You... You were watching?! And you're not angry?"
Haruna wiped a tear of laughter from her eye, grinning widely. "What do you think? Of course I'm not angry, silly."
Yuko looked genuinely surprised. She bit her lip, hesitation clear on her face before she spoke again, her voice softer and more sincere. "Then... do you blame your sister? I'm sorry, Haruna... but I really love Jack too. I can't help it anymore."
Haruna's playful expression softened into something warmer and more mature. She leaned forward between the seats and gently placed her hand on Yuko's shoulder.
"I know, Sister. You're my big sister. We've always shared everything important. From now on... we'll be together. All three of us. With Jack."
Yuko blinked, then slowly nodded, a small, relieved smile forming on her lips. She reached back and squeezed Haruna's hand affectionately.
Without warning, Yuko turned toward me and pinched my side hard. "This is for keeping secrets from me, you idiot."
"Aaah—!" I pretended to wince in pain, exaggerating it heavily while keeping one hand on the steering wheel. "Ow ow ow! Mercy, Yuko! I'm driving here!"
Both sisters giggled at my dramatic reaction, the tension in the car fully dissolving into light-hearted warmth.
The sudden commotion and laughter inside the car stirred Kasumi from her unconscious state. She groaned softly, blinking several times as she sat up in the backseat, looking around in confusion.
"Where... where is this?" she asked, voice still hazy. "What happened? The last thing I remember was being in the tent..."
Haruna quickly grabbed a water bottle from the side compartment and handed it to her mother with a bright smile. "Mom, you fainted earlier. Here, drink some water. You must be thirsty."
Kasumi accepted the bottle with a grateful nod, taking slow sips while looking between all of us. "Fainted...? I don't remember feeling dizzy. Did those men come back? Is everyone alright?"
I glanced at her through the rearview mirror, keeping my voice calm and reassuring. "Everyone's fine, Oka-san. The men ran away. We're all safe now and heading home. You were just exhausted from worrying so much."
Kasumi sighed in relief, leaning back against the seat. She reached out and gently stroked Haruna's hair with motherly affection, then turned her gaze toward Yuko, who had turned back to face forward, still faintly blushing from the earlier teasing.
"You three... always taking care of things without me," Kasumi said with a soft, loving smile. "But next time, don't hide things from me, okay? We're family. We should face everything together."
Yuko nodded quietly, her voice respectful. "Yes, Mom."
The playful atmosphere continued until we finally reached home as the sun climbed higher in the sky. The grand gates of the estate opened smoothly. I drove up the long driveway and parked in front of the mansion.
The front door opened almost immediately. The maid, Aiko, stood there politely, having watched our arrival through the security camera. She bowed gracefully.
"Welcome home, Master Jack, Madam Kasumi, Miss Yuko, and Miss Haruna. I hope everything went well on your trip."
"Thank you, Aiko," I replied. "We're all tired. Please prepare some breakfast later, but let us rest for now."
Aunt Tomiko was still fast asleep in her room, unaware of our return. Kasumi looked exhausted after the long night. She gave us each a gentle smile before heading upstairs.
"I'll go rest in my room for a while," she said softly. "I still feel drained. Wake me if anything important comes up."
She disappeared down the hallway toward her bedroom.
I walked into my own large, luxurious bedroom, the heavy wooden door clicking shut behind me. The curtains were still drawn, keeping the room dim and peaceful. I rolled my shoulders, finally allowing my body to relax after everything that had happened.
Before I could even sit down, the door burst open without knocking.
Yuko and Haruna barged in together, closing the door firmly behind them. Their eyes were locked on me with clear intent. Haruna had a bright, mischievous grin, while Yuko's expression was a mix of lingering emotion, affection, and determination.
"Jack," Yuko said, stepping forward first. "You're not sleeping alone after the night we had."
Haruna immediately hopped onto my massive bed, bouncing slightly as she patted the spots on either side of her. "That's right! Big sister and I are staying right here with you. No excuses."
Yuko crossed her arms, trying to maintain her cool exterior, but the faint blush from earlier still hadn't completely faded.
"After all those secrets you kept... and after what happened at the campsite... You owe us this much. Plus..." She glanced away for a second. "I don't want to be away from you right now."
I smiled at both of them, feeling the warmth of their presence fill the room. "I wasn't planning on kicking you out."
Haruna giggled and crawled closer, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the bed. "Good. Because we're officially a team now. Right, Sister Yuko?"
Yuko nodded slowly, walking up and lightly poking my chest. "Don't get too cocky. I'm still a little mad about the secrecy... but I'm also glad everything's out in the open." Her voice dropped to a softer tone. "And I'm relieved you didn't reject me after learning about my past."
I pulled Yuko into my arms first, then reached out and drew Haruna in as well, holding both sisters close. Their bodies pressed warmly against mine.
"You two are mine," I said quietly, kissing the top of Yuko's head, then Haruna's. "All of you — your strengths, your darkness, your everything. I accept it all."
Haruna nuzzled happily against my chest. "Mmm... This feels nice. Sharing Jack with you isn't so bad, Sister."
Yuko sighed but relaxed fully in my embrace, her soft, curvaceous body melting against mine like warm silk. "Just don't get too greedy, Haruna," she murmured, though her voice already carried a hint of reluctant excitement. Despite her words, she made no move to pull away. Instead, she nestled even closer, pressing her full, heaving breasts against my chest, her hot breath tickling my neck as her nipples hardened into stiff peaks through the thin fabric of her top.
Haruna, the insatiable little minx, had zero intention of holding back. With a wicked, playful giggle that dripped with pure filth, she yanked the thick blanket completely over our heads, sealing us in a sweltering, pitch-dark cocoon of forbidden lust.
The trapped heat made the air thick and musky almost instantly. Under the blanket, her small, greedy hand snaked down my body with shameless hunger. She boldly shoved her fingers inside my pants, wrapping her delicate fingers around my rapidly thickening cock like she owned it.
She began stroking me with long, deliberate pumps—from the swollen base all the way up to the leaking, bulbous tip—squeezing and twisting with expert skill.
"Mmm... Jack's already getting so fucking hard for us," Haruna whispered teasingly, her voice low and dripping with lust.
She pumped me faster, her thumb swirling relentlessly over the hypersensitive head, smearing the thick beads of precum that oozed out in heavy strings, making my cock slick and shiny. Every stroke sent electric jolts of pleasure up my spine.
Yuko's eyes widened in shock as she felt the rhythmic, obscene motion happening right beside her.
She glanced down and caught sight of Haruna's hand shamelessly jerking my massive, veiny cock under the blanket. Her face flushed a deep, burning crimson, her thighs squeezing together tightly.
"H-Haruna...!" Yuko hissed, her voice shaky with embarrassment and growing arousal. "You are so shameless... doing something like this right next to your own sister...! It's so dirty...!"
Haruna grinned like a devil, completely unfazed. She stroked me even faster, twisting her wrist with filthy expertise while squeezing my heavy balls with her other hand.
"Sister, are you jealous? Look how huge and throbbing Jack's cock is getting in my hand. It's so hot and veiny... pulsing like it wants to destroy my tight little pussy. If you want, I can teach you exactly how to worship it. He loves it when I milk him like a filthy slut, teasing every inch until he's begging to cum."
Yuko bit her lip so hard it turned white, her thighs rubbing together desperately. I could smell the sweet, heady scent of her dripping arousal as her panties became absolutely drenched, the wet fabric clinging obscenely to her swollen pussy lips.
Haruna grew even bolder, climbing fully on top of me under the blanket and straddling my hips like a horny little rider. She yanked her own soaked panties to the side, exposing her glistening, puffy pink pussy, and pressed her hot, dripping folds directly against my throbbing, precum-smeared cock.
She began grinding slowly at first, then with increasing desperation—rubbing her slick, hairless slit up and down my entire massive length, coating every veiny inch with her thick, sticky girl-cum. The wet fabric of her ruined panties added delicious, slippery friction as she humped me like a bitch in heat.
"Ahh... fuck, Jack... your big cock feels so fucking good against my sloppy pussy," Haruna moaned loudly, rolling her hips in lewd, filthy circles. She made sure her clit dragged along my cock with every pass, leaving shiny trails of her juices all over me. "It's twitching so much... you want to stretch me open, don't you?"
Yuko watched in stunned, wide-eyed fascination, her mouth hanging open as her breathing turned into heavy, desperate pants. Her hand trembled on my chest while her own pussy throbbed visibly, fresh gushes of wetness soaking through her panties until they were practically transparent.
"Haruna... you're really doing it so boldly right here... grinding your wet cunt all over him like a whore..." Yuko whispered, her voice thick and husky with forbidden excitement. Her nipples were rock-hard, poking obviously against her top.
Haruna looked at her sister with a mischievous, cum-hungry smile. "Watch closely, Sister. This is how you properly tease his fat cock."
She lifted her hips, grabbed my rock-hard cock, and slapped the swollen, precum-drooling head against her dripping entrance repeatedly—plap plap plap—teasing both of us mercilessly before rubbing it up and down her slit, coating it in her creamy nectar.
Then Haruna suddenly shifted and guided my cock toward Yuko's hesitant hand. "Your turn, Sister. Don't let him push it all in at once. First, tease him like the dirty big sister you are..."
Yuko's fingers wrapped around my thick cock with trembling excitement. Blushing furiously, she copied her little sister, rubbing my cockhead up and down Haruna's dripping pussy lips, spreading the obscene mixture of juices everywhere.
The feeling of Yuko's soft hand on me while Haruna's cunt kissed my tip was pure ecstasy.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I reached under the blanket and delivered a firm, loud SMACK to Haruna's plump, jiggling ass.
Smack!
"Ahhhn~! Yes!" Haruna moaned loudly, her body jolting in pleasure as the sting turned into delicious heat.
"You've been such a naughty little cock-tease," I growled, my voice deep and animalistic with raw lust. "Time to take your fucking reward, you greedy slut."
I grabbed Haruna's wide hips with both hands and slammed her down hard, thrusting my massive cock deep inside her tight, velvety pussy in one brutal, balls-deep motion until I bottomed out against her cervix with a wet squelch.
"Gyaahhh~! Jack...! It's so fucking deep—!!" Haruna screamed in ecstasy, her tight walls clenching and spasming wildly around my girth. Her eyes rolled back, tongue lolling slightly as I ground my cockhead firmly against her deepest, most sensitive spot, stretching her completely.
Yuko stared in complete shock and overwhelming arousal, her mouth open in an'O' shape. "H-Haruna... you took that entire huge cock so easily... It went so deep inside your little pussy..." Her own cunt throbbed violently as she watched, fresh rivers of wetness gushing out and soaking the sheets beneath her.
She couldn't stop staring at the way her sister's pussy lips stretched obscenely around my thick, veiny cock, the lewd squish-squish sounds echoing under the blanket with every thrust.
Haruna panted like a bitch in heat, still fully impaled on my cock, her creamy juices dripping down my heavy balls and making a sticky mess. "See, Sister...? This is how Jack likes to fuck... He loves battering my cervix like he's trying to knock me up... Mmm... now you try stroking his cock while he's balls-deep in me. Feel how wet I'm making him."
I started thrusting up into Haruna with powerful, rhythmic strokes—PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!—each brutal impact making her perfect, perky tits bounce wildly and her moans turn into broken, slutty cries.
"That's it, Haruna... take every fucking inch like the cock-hungry little sister you are," I groaned, spanking her plump ass repeatedly, leaving red handprints on her jiggling flesh.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Haruna's moans grew louder, more desperate, and completely shameless. "Yes~! Jack...! Fuck my tight pussy harder! Destroy it! Teach Sister how good it feels to be your cum-dump...! Ahhn~ I'm gonna cum already!"
Yuko's hand was now actively stroking the base of my cock and fondling my heavy, cum-filled balls as I pounded her sister's dripping cunt right beside her. Her face was burning red, but her eyes were glazed with pure lust and curiosity.
"This... this is too fucking perverted... but I can't stop..." she whispered breathlessly. Her thighs rubbed frantically together, her soaked panties sticking lewdly to her swollen clit as she leaked nonstop, creating a visible wet spot on the sheets.
I turned and kissed Yuko deeply, shoving my tongue into her mouth and tasting her sweet saliva while I continued railing Haruna senseless.
"Don't worry, my beautiful Yuko," I growled against her swollen lips. "Soon I'll be balls-deep in your tight sister pussy too, filling you up until you scream. But first, watch how your little sister milks my cock like a pro."
Haruna giggled breathlessly even as she bounced violently on my pistoning cock, her juices squirting out with every thrust and splashing against Yuko's hand. "Hehe... Sister's panties are completely ruined. I can smell how soaked your cunt is. You're really getting off watching me get fucked stupid, aren't you? Such a naughty big sister~"
Yuko buried her embarrassed, flushed face against my neck but kept her hand firmly on my cock, feeling every powerful thrust stretching Haruna's pussy. "S-Shut up, Haruna... You're the shameless cum-slut here... but... fuck... it looks so good..."
Haruna suddenly slowed her bouncing, grinding her hips in slow, filthy circles while my cock stayed buried to the hilt inside her. She looked at her sister with a wicked, lust-drunk smile, her voice husky and teasing.
"Come on, Sister... don't just watch. You've been staring at Jack's huge cock the whole time. I know you're a virgin... that tight little pussy of yours must be aching so badly right now. Why don't you try it? Let Jack stretch you open for the first time. I promise it'll feel incredible."
Yuko's eyes widened in panic and excitement, her breath hitching. "H-Haruna... I... I've never... It's too big..."
But Haruna wasn't having any hesitation. She lifted herself off my cock with a wet pop, strings of her girl-cum connecting her pussy to my glistening cock. "Exactly! That's why you need this. Jack is gentle with virgins... at first. Come here, Sister. Let him taste you."
I pulled the blanket back just enough to see Yuko's flushed, beautiful face. I looked into her eyes with pure hunger mixed with tenderness, then leaned in and kissed her gently—soft at first, our lips brushing lovingly before the kiss deepened with growing passion. My hand cupped her full breast, thumb circling her stiff nipple through her top until she whimpered into my mouth.
I broke the kiss and moved lower, pulling her top up to expose her beautiful, perky breasts. Her nipples were rock-hard and begging for attention.
I took one into my mouth, sucking gently at first, then licking and flicking my tongue over the sensitive bud while my fingers played with the other. Yuko gasped and arched her back, her hands threading through my hair.
"Ahh... Jack... that feels so good..." she moaned softly, her voice trembling.
I continued downward, kissing and licking a wet trail along her toned stomach until I reached her soaked panties. I peeled them off slowly, revealing her perfectly shaved, clean pussy—puffy, glistening, and dripping with arousal. Her clit was swollen and peeking out, begging for my tongue.
I spread her thighs gently and lowered my face between them. I started slow and loving, kissing her inner thighs before dragging my warm tongue along her slit from bottom to top in long, slow strokes.
I savored her sweet, tangy taste, circling her clit softly with the flat of my tongue before sucking it gently between my lips.
Yuko's hips bucked involuntarily. "O-oh god... Jack... your tongue... it's so warm... ahhn~!"
Haruna watched with a filthy grin, one hand lazily stroking my still-hard cock. "That's it, Jack. Eat my big sister's virgin pussy. Make her cum hard so she's nice and wet for your cock."
I increased the intensity just a little, sliding my tongue inside her tight entrance, fucking her with it while my nose rubbed against her clit. I licked faster, more hungrily, sucking and slurping on her dripping folds like a man starved. My hands gripped her thighs, holding her open as she started trembling uncontrollably.
Yuko's moans grew louder and higher-pitched. "Jack...! I-I'm... something's coming... I can't hold it—!"
Her body suddenly tensed, her back arching violently off the bed as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. With a loud, broken cry, Yuko came hard on my tongue—her virgin pussy gushing and squirting all over my face in hot, forceful streams. Her juices splashed across my cheeks, lips, and chin as she shook and convulsed, her thighs clamping around my head while she rode out the intense pleasure.
"Fuuuuck~! Jack...! I'm squirting... I can't stop... ahhhhhh!!"
Haruna laughed breathlessly, clearly turned on by the sight. "Look at that! My proper big sister is a squirter! Good girl, Yuko... now you're all ready for Jack's cock."
I lifted my soaked face from between Yuko's quivering thighs, licking my lips with a satisfied growl, her sweet cum still dripping down my chin.
Yuko lay there panting, eyes glassy with aftershocks, her freshly licked pussy still twitching and leaking. The morning had become an absolute filthy paradise, and we were only getting started.
-x-X-x-
Yuko blushed furiously, her entire face glowing a deep crimson as she quickly covered her freshly licked, still-twitching pussy with one trembling hand.
She turned her head sideways, burying her face into the pillow in overwhelming embarrassment. "D-Don't... look.... It's too embarrassing after what just happened..."
Haruna chuckled wickedly, still kneeling beside them with my cock in her hand, lazily stroking the slick shaft coated in her own juices.
"Ohh~ I didn't know my proper big sister could be this shy and cute. You just squirted all over Jack's face like a fountain, and now you're trying to hide that pretty shaved pussy? How adorable."
Yuko glared at Haruna with a mix of humiliation and lingering arousal, but her glare melted into a soft whimper when she felt the heat of my body moving closer.
I positioned myself between her spread thighs, gripping my thick, rock-hard cock and rubbing the swollen, precum-drooling head slowly up and down her drenched slit.
The fat tip parted her puffy pussy lips with every teasing hump, gliding through her slick folds and bumping gently against her sensitive clit.
"Ahh...!" Yuko gasped sharply, her hips twitching involuntarily as my heavy cock slid along her virgin entrance. "Jack... wait..."
She whispered breathlessly, voice shaking with nervousness and need, "Condom... I don't want to be pregnant so soon..."
I chuckled deeply, continuing to hump her slowly, letting her feel every thick inch of my veiny shaft rubbing against her soaked pussy. "Don't worry, Yuko. You won't get pregnant unless I want you to be. I control it completely."
Yuko looked up at me with wide, trusting eyes. She remembered my special abilities and slowly nodded, her expression turning shy and vulnerable. "It's... my first time... Be slow, please... and take care of me..."
I leaned down and kissed her tenderly on the lips, soft and loving at first, then deeper, my tongue gently exploring her mouth as I tasted her sweetness. When I pulled back, I stared into her eyes with intense possession and whispered against her lips:
"Yuko, from now on, you are mine. Completely mine."
I pressed the thick, bulbous head of my cock firmly against her tight virgin entrance and began pushing forward. Yuko's breath hitched as her pussy lips stretched wide around my massive girth. I felt the resistance of her hymen pressing against my cockhead.
"Relax, baby," I murmured soothingly, kissing her neck. "Just breathe."
With one firm, steady thrust, I broke through her hymen. A sharp sting made Yuko cry out as her virginity was taken.
"Ahhh—! It hurts...! Jack... it's tearing... nngghhh!!" she moaned, her eyes squeezing shut, tears of pain and pleasure forming at the corners.
I groaned deeply at the incredible tightness, her broken hymen giving way as I sank several thick inches into her virgin pussy. "That's it, Yuko... I just popped your cherry. Your tight little pussy is mine now."
Haruna's eyes sparkled with lust as she watched. She reached down and placed her hand on Yuko's lower stomach, feeling the bulge of my cock moving inside her sister.
"Oh my god, Sister... I can feel Jack's huge cock stretching you from the inside. Look at your belly... It's bulging every time he pushes deeper. You're taking him so well for a virgin."
I started thrusting harder, driving more of my thick cock into her newly deflowered pussy. Wet, obscene squelching sounds filled the room as I fucked her with deep, powerful strokes. Yuko's moans grew louder and more broken.
"Jack...! It's too deep... ahhn~! Your cock is so big... it's filling me completely... mmmph—!"
Haruna grinned and leaned over Yuko's chest, pinching both of her hard nipples between her fingers, twisting and tugging them roughly. "Does it feel good, big sis? Getting your virgin cunt ruined by Jack's fat cock? Your nipples are so stiff... You love this, don't you?"
Yuko's body jolted from the nipple play, her pussy clenching hard around my thrusting shaft. "Haruna...! Don't pinch so hard— ahhhn~! It feels... strange... but good... Jack... slower... please... I'm still getting used to it...!"
But I didn't slow down. Instead, I fucked her harder, pounding her dripping pussy with long, forceful strokes that made her perfect tits bounce wildly. The sound of my heavy balls slapping against her ass mixed with the wet plap-plap-plap-plap of flesh on flesh.
"You're taking me so well, Yuko," I growled, gripping her hips tighter. "Your pussy is gripping me like it doesn't want to let go. Such a perfect virgin cunt."
Haruna kept her hand pressed on Yuko's stomach, feeling my cock bulge with every thrust. "Fuck, I can feel him so clearly, Sister. Every time Jack thrusts, your belly moves. He's rearranging your insides. Are you going to cum already? Your pussy is making such sloppy sounds."
Yuko's face was flushed deep red, her shy nature fighting against the overwhelming pleasure. "It's... embarrassing... ahh~! Don't say that, Haruna...! Jack... you're hitting something deep inside...! I feel weird... like I'm going to— ahhhhh!!"
Her first orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. Yuko's body convulsed violently as she squirted hard around my cock, hot girl-cum gushing out in powerful streams, soaking my abs and the sheets beneath us.
"Fuuuuck~! I'm squirting...! Jack... I'm sorry... I can't stop— ahhnngg!!"
I didn't stop thrusting, fucking her straight through her orgasm, making her squirt even more. "Good girl, Yuko. Squirt on my cock. Let it all out."
Haruna laughed teasingly and pinched Yuko's nipples even harder, pulling them upward. "Look at you, squirting like a whore on your first time. My shy big sister is actually a massive squirter. Does Jack's cock feel that good?"
Yuko could barely speak, her voice coming out in shy, broken moans. "Yes... it feels too good... Jack... you're so deep... you're going to break me... ahh~! I'm cumming again...!!"
I slammed into her harder, fucking her with raw intensity now, my cock pistoning in and out of her stretched, creamy pussy. Her second orgasm came quickly after the first, another violent squirt exploding around my shaft as her walls spasmed wildly.
"Jack...! I'm squirting again...! Too much... I'm going to lose my mind... mmmph—!"
Haruna kept teasing, her hand still on Yuko's stomach. "I can feel your pussy squeezing his cock so tightly, Sister. You're milking him so greedily. Are you sure you're the shy one? You look like you're addicted already."
I leaned down and kissed Yuko passionately while pounding her. "You're mine now, Yuko. This pussy belongs to me. I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight."
Yuko wrapped her legs around my waist like a desperate bitch in heat, her heels digging into my back as she pulled me balls-deep into her sloppy, freshly deflowered virgin cunt despite her initial shyness.
"Jack...! Harder... please... I want to feel every thick, veiny inch of your massive cock destroying my womb... ahhn~! Haruna... stop pinching my fat nipples like that... it makes me cum so fucking hard...!!"
But Haruna only grinned like a depraved whore, her eyes gleaming with sadistic lust as she pinched those stiff pink nipples even harder, twisting and yanking them viciously between her fingers like she was trying to milk them.
"That's it, you pathetic, shy slut. Cum again, Sister. Squirt all over Jack's fat cock while I abuse these worthless udders. I want your cunt to gush like a broken faucet, you worthless squirting whore."
Yuko came for the third time, screaming like a brainless fucktoy as another massive, messy squirt exploded violently between our bodies.
Hot girl-cum hosed out of her spasming cunt, soaking my heavy balls, my thighs, and the sheets beneath us in a sticky flood. Her once-shy little protests had completely melted away into brain-melted, cock-drunk whore moans.
"Jack...! I love your cock...! It's ruining my virgin pussy... stretching me so fucking wide and deep... don't stop pounding my cunt... please keep breaking me... ahhhhhh~!!"
The entire room stank of raw, depraved sex — a heavy, musky stench of dripping cunts, sweat, spit, and thick fresh cum hung thick in the air.
The filthy symphony of wet PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP skin-slapping, Yuko's obscene squirting orgasms, Haruna's nasty taunting, and my deep animal groans filled the space as I mercilessly wrecked her cum-hungry hole, turning the shy older sister into a shaking, drooling, pussy-creaming mess.
I gripped Yuko's hips with bruising force and slammed into her with savage, womb-punishing thrusts. My heavy, cum-churning balls smacked loudly against her soaked asshole with every brutal plunge. Her creamy pussy juice frothed obscenely around my thick shaft, bubbling and squirting out with each thrust, running in messy rivulets down to her twitching shithole.
"Fuuuuck, Yuko... your tight little virgin pussy is milking my cock so hard, like it's begging for my seed," I growled, leaning down to sink my teeth into her neck, biting hard enough to leave dark marks as I claimed her as my personal cumdump. "I'm gonna flood your womb. Take every thick, sticky drop like the fertile cumdump you were born to be."
Yuko's eyes rolled back completely into her head as she screamed like a cheap whore in heat. "Yes...! Cum inside me, Jack...! Fill my pussy up until it overflows... shoot it straight into my womb and knock me up... ahhn~! I'm cumming again!!"
Her fourth orgasm wrecked her completely. A violent, pressurized gush of hot girl-cum sprayed everywhere, drenching my abs and chest as her cunt spasmed wildly around my pistoning cock, squeezing and rippling like it was trying to suck the cum straight from my balls.
I buried myself to the hilt and erupted like a firehose. Thick, powerful ropes of hot, sticky cum blasted deep into her womb, pumping load after heavy load until her lower belly started to swell noticeably from the sheer volume of my seed. I kept thrusting through the orgasm, forcing every drop deeper into her ruined depths with wet, squelching sounds.
"Gaaahhh~! Jack...! So much cum... you're flooding my womb... it's so hot and thick... I'm so fucking full... ahhhhhh!!" Yuko wailed, her body thrashing as another weaker squirt mixed with my seed, creating a creamy white mess that leaked around my shaft.
When I finally pulled out with a loud, wet schlorp, a huge torrent of thick white cum poured from her ruined, gaping pussy like a broken dam. Heavy streams of my load ran down her ass crack, pooling underneath her trembling body and completely soaking the sheets.
Haruna immediately dove in like a hungry cum-pig. She buried her face deep between Yuko's trembling thighs and started noisily devouring her big sister's freshly-fucked cunt — loud, obscene slurping and sucking sounds echoing through the room as she drank the filthy mix of my thick load and Yuko's squirt straight from the gaping source. Her tongue dove deep inside the stretched hole, scooping out globs of cum and swallowing greedily.
While Haruna was bent over like a filthy animal, face completely buried in Yuko's overflowing pussy, her plump, juicy ass was raised high in the air like an offering. Her own dripping-wet cunt and tight pink shithole were completely exposed, twitching and winking invitingly.
I reached over and pressed my thick thumb firmly against her puckered asshole, rubbing it in slow, teasing circles before spitting a fat glob directly onto it.
"Ahhn~! Mmmph—!" Haruna moaned sluttily into Yuko's cunt, the sound heavily muffled as she kept hungrily licking and sucking cum out of her sister without pausing for even a second.
I smirked and shoved my thumb deep into her tight asshole up to the knuckle, feeling her warm, velvety walls clench greedily around the intrusion.
Haruna's body jolted hard, but she only pushed her face deeper into Yuko's pussy, sucking even louder with wet gluck-gluck-gluck noises, her throat working visibly as she swallowed more of the mixed fluids.
"Fuuuuck... Haruna, your shithole is gripping my thumb so greedily, like a hungry little whore," I groaned. I pulled my thumb out with a pop, spat another huge glob of saliva onto her winking hole, and buried my face between her fat asscheeks.
I started licking her dirty asshole like a depraved beast — swirling my tongue around the filthy, puckered ring before shoving it as deep as possible, tongue-fucking her shithole sloppily and noisily while she continued eating her sister's cum-filled pussy like a starving cumslut.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Haruna screamed in pleasure, the vibrations shooting straight into Yuko's sensitive cunt. "Yes~! Eat my filthy shithole, Jack...! Shove your tongue deeper into my dirty ass while I drink your thick cum and my sister's squirt from her ruined pussy... mmmph~! It feels so fucking nasty... I love being a dirty ass-eating whore!!"
Yuko was losing her mind at the perverted, incestuous sight. "Haruna...! You disgusting cumslut... your tongue is so deep in me, scooping out his cum... Jack's eating your asshole right next to me... it's so fucking dirty... I'm— I'm squirting again!!"
Yuko's body convulsed violently as another powerful squirt blasted directly into Haruna's hungry mouth. Haruna drank every drop like a depraved whore, swallowing loudly and greedily while still getting her shithole tongue-fucked deeper.
"Glk... glk... glk... Yes... Give me more of your squirt and Jack's thick cum, you pathetic squirting whore... I want it all down my throat... feed your little sister your filthy juices!!"
I spanked Haruna's fat ass even harder, turning her plump cheeks bright red with overlapping handprints as I kept spitting on her asshole and tongue-fucking it deeper, making the entire area sloppy, dripping, and shiny with my saliva.
Haruna pushed her ass back against my face desperately, grinding her filthy shithole on my tongue like a bitch in heat while her own pussy leaked like a broken faucet onto the already-soaked bed.
"Jack...! Your tongue is so deep in my filthy ass... I'm cumming... I'm cumming so hard with my shithole being eaten out... ahhhhhh~!!"
Haruna's orgasm hit her like a wrecking ball. Her pussy clenched and squirted messily all over the sheets as her asshole spasmed rhythmically around my invading tongue, trying to pull it even deeper.
After several more rounds of intense fucking — where I brutally wrecked Haruna's tight asshole while Yuko sat on her little sister's face and made her drink more cum and squirt — the three of us finally collapsed onto the soaked, cum-stained bed in a sweaty, exhausted heap.
Yuko and Haruna were both panting heavily, their bodies glistening with sweat, spit, and drying cum. Yuko's thighs were still trembling from her countless orgasms, thick globs of my seed still slowly leaking from her ruined, gaping pussy. Haruna's asshole was visibly red and slightly open, my cum oozing out of her well-fucked shithole and running down her crack.
"Jack... I'm so fucking tired..." Yuko whispered weakly, her voice hoarse from all the screaming. "My pussy and ass feel completely destroyed... I can't take any more tonight..."
Haruna nuzzled against my chest like a used cumslut, her plump tits pressing into my side as she mumbled sleepily, "Mmm... me too, Jack... My asshole is throbbing so much... you really wrecked both of us like cheap whores tonight..."
I smirked and pulled both sisters close, wrapping my strong arms around their sweaty, cum-covered bodies. "Come here, you two filthy cumdumps."
I hugged them tightly, one on each side. Yuko is on my right, Haruna is on my left. Their soft, warm tits squished against my chest as I kissed their foreheads. The entire bed reeked of sex — a heavy, nasty smell of pussy juice, cum, ass, and sweat that clung to our skin.
Yuko shifted closer, pressing her soaked cunt against my thigh and lazily grinding once before sighing. "I'm so sleepy now... but I still feel so full of your cum..."
Haruna giggled tiredly and reached down, grabbing my half-hard, cum-smeared cock. "Jack's cock is still so thick even after destroying us... Here, Big Sister..."
She guided my heavy cock between Yuko's soft, cum-streaked thighs. I pushed forward, sliding my thick cock right between her warm, sticky thighs until my cockhead nestled right against her leaking, messy pussy lips from behind.
"Mmmph~" Yuko moaned softly as she felt my cock pressed tightly between her thighs, the top of my cock rubbing directly against her sensitive, cum-filled cunt. "Your cock is still so hot... it's pressed right against my sloppy pussy..."
I wrapped my arms tighter around both girls, spooning them close. Haruna pressed her face into my neck, her breath warm against my skin, while Yuko pushed her ass back slightly so my cock stayed trapped firmly between her thighs.
"Stay like this..." I growled softly, kissing Yuko's neck. "I want to sleep with my cock buried between your cum-soaked thighs like the dirty big sister you are."
Yuko blushed but nodded sleepily, squeezing her thighs around my thick cock. "It feels so perverted... your cock is rubbing against my used cunt and asshole... but it's warm... I like it..."
Haruna reached over and lazily played with Yuko's nipple while yawning. "Goodnight, Sister... goodnight, Jack... Thanks for filling us up like breeding sows tonight..."
The three of us stayed locked together in a filthy, sweaty embrace. My cock remained pressed tightly between Yuko's soft thighs, occasionally twitching as it nestled against her dripping pussy. Every small movement made my cock slide against her cum-leaking folds, coating my cock in the warm mix of our juices.
The room was quiet now except for our slowing breaths and the occasional wet squelch as more of my cum leaked out of their used holes onto the ruined sheets.
Yuko murmured sleepily, nuzzling into my chest, "Jack... you turned us both into such nasty sluts... I can still taste Haruna's ass and your cum on my tongue..."
Haruna giggled weakly on my other side, already half-asleep. "And I can still feel your tongue deep in my shithole... Mmm... let's sleep like this... with your cock hugged by Sister's cum-filled thighs..."
I held both sisters possessively throughout the night, one hand resting firmly on Yuko's soft, plump ass, the other squeezing Haruna's heavy tit as I slowly drifted off. My thick cock stayed trapped between Yuko's warm, sticky thighs the entire night — pressed right against her sloppy, well-fucked cunt like a constant reminder of how thoroughly I had claimed both of them.
When I woke up the next morning, the bed felt surprisingly empty. Sunlight filtered through the curtains. Yuko and Haruna were already gone. The sheets were still a complete mess — stained with dried cum, squirt marks, and the unmistakable scent of last night's depraved activities.
I stretched, feeling satisfied but a little sore from the intense workout. After a long, hot bath to wash away the layers of dried cum, sweat, and pussy juice from my body, I changed into fresh clothes and stepped out of the room.
I walked into the living area and saw everyone gathered together, chatting casually over breakfast and tea. Tomiko, Kasumi, Yuko, and Haruna were all sitting around the table, looking surprisingly normal after the wild night.
Tomiko looked up first, relief clear on her face. "Jack! You're finally awake. I was so scared last night... when my sister suddenly hung up the phone, my heart almost stopped. I tried calling back so many times, but it wouldn't go through at all.
I waited for hours, just staring at my phone, but eventually I fell asleep from exhaustion. I'm really glad you guys are all okay..."
Kasumi nodded beside her, sipping her tea calmly. "Yeah... it must have been just a bad signal in this area. These mountains can be tricky like that. At least everyone's safe now."
Yuko and Haruna both froze the moment they saw me enter. Their cheeks instantly flushed a deep crimson. Yuko looked down at her lap, biting her lip, while Haruna shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her thighs pressing together as if she could still feel my cock buried between them.
Memories of the previous night clearly flooded back to them — Yuko's legs wrapped around me as she squirted endlessly, Haruna's face buried in her sister's cum-filled pussy while I tongue-fucked her asshole, and finally falling asleep with my cock nestled against Yuko's leaking cunt.
I couldn't help but smirk slightly as I sat down with them.
"Yeah, sorry about that," I said casually, playing along. "Signal dropped pretty hard last night. Things got... intense for a while, but we handled it."
Yuko's blush deepened even more. She stole a quick glance at me, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and lingering lust, remembering how I had flooded her womb.
Haruna, on the other hand, gave me a small, secret, naughty smile before quickly looking away, her hand unconsciously touching her thigh as if vividly recalling the feeling of my thick cock pressed between her sister's warm, sticky thighs all night long — rubbing against her sloppy, cum-filled pussy with every tiny movement.
Tomiko sighed in relief, completely unaware of the filthy truth behind their blushing faces. "Well, as long as you're all safe, that's what matters. We should be more careful with these mountain trips..."
After finishing breakfast, I stepped outside for some fresh air. The morning sun felt warm on my skin as I walked slowly through the quiet garden behind the house.
The scent of blooming flowers mixed with the fresh mountain breeze, but my mind kept drifting back to the obscene events of last night — Yuko's desperate moans, Haruna's tongue buried in her sister's cunt, and the way I had fallen asleep with my cock nestled between Yuko's cum-soaked thighs.
Suddenly, there was a sharp swish sound behind me. I tensed up instantly, instincts kicking in as I turned around, ready for anything.
It was Tachibana. She stood there breathing a little heavily, her eyes bright with hope and excitement.
"Jack! I found her... I finally found Sister Hitomi!" she said quickly, stepping closer. "She's hidden in an old shrine not far from here. She's in bad shape... Please, let's go treat her right away!"
Before I could respond, another swish cut through the air. Both of us turned around quickly.
Yuko had appeared from the side path, her eyes widening in visible surprise when she saw Tachibana standing so close to me.
"Tachibana...? What are you doing here?" Yuko asked, her voice a mix of confusion and authority.
Tachibana froze, looking nervous. "Senior Sister... I... I didn't expect to see you here..."
Yuko's gaze shifted sharply between Tachibana and me. She stepped closer, her expression serious but her cheeks already carrying a faint pink tint — no doubt remembering how I had used her body last night. She lowered her voice and leaned slightly toward me, whispering with a blushing face:
"Jack... what's going on? Why is Tachibana here with you... alone in the garden?"
I gave a small, calm nod toward Tachibana, silently giving her permission to speak freely.
Tachibana relaxed after seeing my nod. She took a deep breath and began explaining everything in detail — how I met Master Akane and how I healed Tachibana and how she had secretly searched for Hitomi for weeks, how she had come to me for help, and the dangerous situation surrounding her missing sister.
Yuko listened carefully, her brows furrowing with worry. When Tachibana finished, Yuko turned to me, her face full of concern. She stepped even closer, her body lightly brushing against my arm as she whispered again, her cheeks burning red:
"Have you already met Master?"
I nodded.
Yuko bit her lip, looking slightly anxious. She glanced around to make sure no one else was nearby, then whispered even softer, her breath warm against my ear, her face flushed deep crimson:
"Healing like that? It won't affect you, right...? You won't get tired or hurt?"
I shook my head and gave her a reassuring smile. "It's good. I can handle it. Don't worry."
Yuko let out a relieved sigh, her shoulders relaxing. Even after last night's depraved marathon — where she had squirted endlessly while begging for my cum — the caring older sister side of her remained strong.
She stole a quick, shy glance at my crotch before looking away, clearly still feeling the phantom sensation of my thick cock trapped between her thighs.
"Then let's go and treat Sister Hitomi first," Yuko said more firmly, though her voice still carried a soft, embarrassed tone. She turned to Tachibana. "You did well coming to Jack. But next time, inform me first, understand?"
Tachibana bowed her head respectfully. "Yes, Senior Sister. Thank you... And thank you, Jack."
As the three of us started walking toward the mountain path, Yuko stayed close to my side. After a few moments of silence, she leaned in again, whispering with a deeply blushing face:
"Last night... when you slept with your cock pressed between my thighs... I could feel it twitching against my pussy the whole time. Even now, just thinking about it makes me wet again... But we have to focus. Hitomi needs you."
She paused, then added even quieter, almost inaudible, "After we help her... will you... Use Haruna and me again tonight? I still feel so full of your cum from yesterday..."
Tachibana walked a few steps ahead, unaware of the whispered, filthy conversation happening behind her. Yuko's hand lightly brushed against mine as we walked, her fingers trembling slightly with lingering lust and embarrassment.
I smirked and replied in a low voice, "Be a good girl today, and I'll reward both of you properly tonight."
Yuko's face turned even redder. She quickly looked away, but the small, secret smile on her lips told me everything.
The peaceful morning had quickly shifted. The air now carried both purpose and thick, unspoken sexual tension as we headed deeper into the mountains to find Hitomi.
-x-X-x-
Yuko turned to Tachibana with a determined expression. "Let's take our car. It'll be faster this way. We shouldn't waste any time walking through the mountains."
Tachibana nodded obediently, and soon the three of us were inside the vehicle. Tachibana drove carefully along the narrow mountain roads, Yuko sat in the passenger seat, and I relaxed in the back. The atmosphere inside the car was heavy — a mixture of worry for Hitomi and the secret, filthy tension between Yuko and me after last night's depraved activities.
After driving in silence for a while, Yuko suddenly asked Tachibana, "Why isn't Master letting us heal Sister Hitomi directly? I still don't understand her reasoning..."
Tachibana kept her eyes fixed on the road and answered quietly, "Master is very worried it will hurt Jack too much. She doesn't want to burden him with something so dangerous. That's why she's stopping everyone from asking."
Yuko sighed deeply and turned around in her seat to look at me. Her cheeks flushed pink as memories of my cock pressed between her cum-soaked thighs flashed through her mind.
She whispered softly so only I could hear, her face blushing, "Well... Master won't punish us too badly... will she, when she finds out we came here anyway?"
Tachibana replied from the front, "Well... Master might scold us, but she won't be too harsh..."
I leaned forward and reassured them both, "Don't worry about it. I will explain everything to your Master personally. She won't blame either of you. This is my decision."
Yuko's eyes softened with gratitude. She reached her hand back between the seats and gently squeezed my thigh, whispering with an even deeper blush, "You're too good to us, Jack... Thank you for helping my sister."
The rest of the drive was quiet, but Yuko kept stealing shy, heated glances at me in the rearview mirror.
Soon, we arrived at a secluded, elegant villa hidden deep in the forested mountains. We stepped out of the car. Tachibana looked both nervous and hopeful as she pointed at the building.
"This is it," she said. "I saw Master coming out of here yesterday, carrying groceries and medical supplies. She's definitely staying here."
Yuko crossed her arms and gave Tachibana a stern look. "Master is going to beat your ass black and blue when she finds out you've been spying on her like this. You know how strict she is."
Tachibana visibly shrank in fear. "I... I really hope it doesn't come to that..." She looked at me with pleading eyes for support.
I smiled gently at her and gave a small, reassuring nod.
Tachibana maintained a noticeable, respectful distance from me in front of Yuko — carefully treating me as nothing more than "Yuko's sister's boyfriend" to avoid any suspicion. She took a deep breath to steady herself, walked up to the front door, and knocked firmly.
Several long, tense seconds passed with no response.
Then a tired, guarded voice came from inside the villa. "Tachibana... go back. I don't want to meet anyone right now. Please leave me alone."
I noticed the small security camera mounted above the door. Hitomi had clearly seen all of us arriving.
Yuko stepped forward, her voice trembling with emotion. "Hitomi... open the door. It's me, your big sister Yuko. You won't even listen to your own sister...?"
Tears were already welling up in Yuko's eyes. Tachibana had told her in detail how badly Hitomi had been burned, and the pain in Yuko's heart was obvious.
Suddenly, the door clicked and slowly creaked open.
Hitomi stood before us, completely covered from head to toe. A cap hid her hair, a medical mask covered the lower half of her face, dark sunglasses concealed her eyes, and she wore long-sleeved clothes, pants, gloves, and not even an inch of skin was visible. It was heartbreakingly clear how severe her injuries were.
Yuko's eyes widened in horror. She immediately burst into tears. "Hitomi... oh god, Hitomi..."
Hitomi's shoulders shook. Her voice cracked with emotion as she sobbed quietly behind her mask, "Yuko... you shouldn't have come..."
Tachibana started crying silently beside us, unable to hold back her tears.
Yuko stepped closer and gently touched Hitomi's covered arm. "Hitomi... tell me who did this to you. I swear I will kill them. I will make them suffer for what they did to you."
Hitomi slowly shook her head. "I don't know who it was... The mission was already complete. I eliminated my target cleanly... but the moment I turned to leave, there was a sudden blast. Someone must have been targeting our group specifically..."
Yuko turned to me, her eyes fierce through her tears. "Jack... help my sister right now. If you dare to delay even one second, look how I deal with you later. Quickly heal my sister!"
Hitomi tilted her head slightly, clearly confused. "Who is he...?"
Yuko darted her eyes away, blushing faintly as she lied, "He... he is my sister's boyfriend. His name is Jack."
I stepped forward politely. "Hello, Sister Hitomi. It's nice to finally meet you."
Tachibana added excitedly, still in tears, "Sister Hitomi, please don't worry about your injuries! Jack can really treat them! He's amazing!"
Hitomi remained completely still for a long moment before letting out a bitter, tired laugh behind her mask. "Stop it... All of you, just stop. I know these injuries won't heal. Burns this severe... There is no one in this world who can fix them. Please don't give me false hope. It only makes it hurt more."
Yuko tried to speak, but Hitomi continued, her voice filled with quiet despair, "I've accepted it already. My face... my body... everything is ruined. I don't want anyone seeing me like this. Just go back. I'm not the Sister Hitomi you remember anymore."
Tachibana stepped forward desperately. "But Sister Hitomi, Jack really can—"
"No," Hitomi cut her off firmly, though her voice trembled. "I've seen the best doctors. They all said the same thing. These scars are permanent. The damage is too serious. Don't lie to me just because you feel sorry for me. It's cruel."
Yuko looked at me with desperate, tear-filled eyes, silently begging me to prove Hitomi wrong.
The heavy atmosphere was thick with sorrow, pain, and unspoken hope as Hitomi stood guarded in the doorway, still refusing to believe any healing was possible.
I looked at the stubborn Hitomi standing guard in the doorway, her entire body language screaming reluctance and self-loathing.
She shook her head slowly, her voice tired and defeated behind the mask. "You should all go back... I need to be alone. Please stop this. I've already accepted my fate. Just leave me here."
Yuko's expression hardened with fierce determination. Without saying another word, she reached over to the small table near the entrance, grabbed a sharp fruit knife, and in one swift, shocking motion, sliced deeply across her own wrist.
Blood instantly gushed out, dripping loudly onto the wooden floor in thick red droplets.
Tachibana gasped in pure horror. "Senior Sister Yuko—!! What are you doing?! Are you crazy?!"
Hitomi cried out in panic, her voice breaking, "Yuko...! Yuko, what are you doing?! Oh my god, so much blood...! Stop it right now! You're going to bleed to death!!"
Yuko winced slightly from the pain but kept her gaze locked on me with a small, trusting smile. Blood continued running down her fingers and onto the floor. She spoke calmly despite the injury, "Jack... show her."
I moved instantly, grabbing her bleeding wrist firmly with both hands. A brilliant white light glowed from my palms as I activated Healing Touch. The warm energy flowed into her wound.
The deep cut began closing rapidly — the torn flesh knitted together, the bleeding stopped completely, and within seconds, her skin was perfectly smooth again with no scar whatsoever.
Yuko casually wiped the remaining blood off her arm with a cloth from the table and held up her perfectly healed wrist right in front of Hitomi's face. "Look... It's all healed. Not even a mark left. This is what Jack can do, Hitomi. He can fix you, too."
Hitomi stared at the flawless wrist in stunned silence, her sunglasses unable to hide the shock in her posture. "This... this can't be real... I've been to the best hospitals. They said my burns were permanent... irreversible..."
Tachibana nodded quickly, tears still in her eyes. "It's true, Sister Hitomi! I was also dying from terrible injuries after my last mission. Master brought Jack to me, and he saved my life in minutes. He healed wounds much worse than yours. Please believe us!"
Hitomi's voice trembled with disbelief and fragile hope. "How is this possible...? What kind of power is this...? I don't understand..."
Yuko stepped closer, gently touching Hitomi's covered shoulder. "Just give it a try... Please, Hitomi. For me. For Tachibana. For everyone who still loves you and misses the real you. Don't give up yet."
Hitomi remained silent for a long moment, clearly fighting an internal battle. Finally, she gave a tiny, hesitant nod. "Fine... I'll try. But only because it's you asking, Yuko."
Slowly and shamefully, she removed the glove from her left hand, revealing the horrifying sight — severely burnt, wrinkled, discolored, and scarred skin that looked painful even to look at. She turned her face away in embarrassment.
"I am so ugly now..." she whispered painfully, her voice cracking. "It's disgusting, right? You don't have to lie to me. I know how repulsive it looks... I can't even look at myself in the mirror anymore."
I gently took her burnt left hand in both of mine without hesitation. "It won't be ugly anymore," I said softly but firmly. "And you were never ugly to begin with, Hitomi."
A bright white light radiated from my palms. The healing energy surged into her damaged tissue. Right before their eyes, the process began reversing — the deep burns faded, the wrinkled and charred skin smoothed out, and fresh, healthy, pale skin regenerated rapidly. Within less than a minute, her entire left hand looked completely normal again — soft, smooth, and beautiful.
Hitomi stared at her restored hand in absolute awe. She touched it with her other gloved hand, flexing her fingers repeatedly as tears streamed down behind her sunglasses. "It's... it's really healed... Look at my skin... it's completely back to normal! I can feel it... it doesn't hurt anymore... This is a miracle...!"
Her voice was filled with wonder and disbelief. "How...? How did you do that? I thought I would never feel normal skin on my hand again..."
But doubt quickly crept back into her mind. She pulled her hand away slightly and asked hesitantly, "Does the healing... require you to touch the injured area directly? Just like with the hand...? For the rest of my body... especially my face, neck, chest... and other places... you would need to touch everywhere?"
I nodded honestly. "Yes. Direct skin contact is the most effective way."
Hitomi lowered her head, clearly uncomfortable and embarrassed. "Then... that means you'd have to see and touch my burns... my ugly, ruined body... I don't know if I can handle that. It's too humiliating..."
Tachibana quickly tried to comfort her. "Sister Hitomi, please don't worry! I will blindfold Jack properly and guide his hands only to the injured areas. Master used the exact same technique when Jack healed me. He won't see anything inappropriate. It will be completely respectful."
Yuko, standing close beside me, blushed deeply as memories of last night flooded her mind.
She leaned in slightly and whispered near my ear with a shy, embarrassed face, "Jack... be gentle with her, okay?"
Hitomi didn't hear the whisper, but Tachibana gave Yuko a slightly suspicious side-eye before focusing back on her sister.
Yuko cleared her throat and spoke encouragingly to Hitomi, "Please trust him, Hitomi. He saved Haruna and me, too, in different ways. He's a good person. You don't have to suffer anymore."
Hitomi took several shaky breaths, still staring at her newly healed hand. "I... I want to believe this. I really do. But it feels too good to be true. After months of pain and hiding... to suddenly have hope again..."
She looked up at me with trembling uncertainty. "If you really can heal the rest of me... then... okay. Let's try. But please... be honest if it's too much."
Tachibana's voice was firm, laced with protective fury. "Sister Hitomi, don't worry. I won't let this bastard take advantage of you." His grip on her shoulder tightened, as if shielding her from an unseen threat.
Yuko, ever the pragmatist, gave a small, determined nod. But Hitomi... she didn't react at all. Not a flinch, not a word. The emptiness in her expression was more unsettling than tears. Curious, I activated my Telepathy and let her thoughts flood into my mind.
[What advantage can he take of me...? It's best he doesn't vomit at the sight of my disgusting body...]
Her voice in my head wasn't just sad—it was dripping with self-loathing, a quiet mockery of her own existence. The weight of it made my chest ache.
Tachibana, oblivious to her inner turmoil, gently took Hitomi's healed hand in his. "Where is your room?" he asked, his tone softer now, almost pleading.
Hitomi lifted a trembling finger, pointing toward a door at the end of the hallway. Without a word, she led us inside. The room was dim, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and something sharper—despair.
Yuko moved quickly, rummaging through a drawer before pulling out a strip of black cloth. "Now he can't see anything," she announced, tying the blindfold around my eyes. The world went dark.
"Yeah... I can't see anything," I lied, already activating my AI Lens. The blindfold was useless against it.
And then I saw.
Hitomi stood before us, her fingers trembling as she unbuttoned her baggy, one-piece suit. The fabric fell away, and beneath it—nothing but horror. Her body was a landscape of burns, charred and peeling, as if she'd been caught in a fire that refused to let go.
The skin had shed itself in places, revealing raw, glistening flesh underneath. It wasn't just severe—it was miraculous she was still alive.
Yuko gasped. Tachibana let out a choked sound, his breath hitching. "Oh my God..." His voice broke. "Oh my God..." Tears streamed down his face, and Yuko wasn't far behind, her hands flying to her mouth as she stumbled back.
I forced myself to stay silent, but my mind reeled. This wasn't just burns. This was torture. This was a body that should have given up. And yet, Hitomi stood there, alive, her shoulders squared as if bracing for judgment.
Then, slowly, she reached for her sunglasses. The cap came off first, then the face mask. And there it was—her face.
Some parts were untouched, almost hauntingly beautiful in their normalcy. But the rest... the rest was a nightmare. The burns had claimed her skin, twisting it into a grotesque parody of what it once was. Only a few strands of hair remained, sparse and brittle, clinging to her scalp like the last remnants of a forgotten life.
Yuko couldn't hold back anymore. She rushed forward, her voice a broken sob. "Don't worry, Hitomi... It'll be alright... We'll fix this..." She reached out, but hesitated, as if afraid to touch her.
Hitomi's eyes—red-rimmed, hollow—flickered with something between hope and resignation. Then they fell to her own body, and the dam broke. A single tear slipped down her cheek, followed by another. She didn't make a sound. She didn't need to. The silence of her grief was louder than any scream.
I couldn't look away. Not because of the horror, but because of the strength. This woman... she had endured. Most would have given up. Most would have ended it. But Hitomi? She was still standing. Still breathing. Still fighting.
Yuko helped her lie down on the bed, her movements gentle, as if handling something sacred. Tachibana's voice was rough with emotion. "First... heal her face."
Yuko nodded, then grabbed my hand, pressing it against Hitomi's ravaged cheek. "Do it, Jack," she whispered. "Bring her back."
I activated Healing Touch.
The transformation was instant. The burns vanished, replaced by smooth, unblemished skin. Her hair regrew—long, black, and straight, cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall of silk. And her face... God, her face. She was stunning. The kind of beauty that made your breath catch.
Hitomi's fingers trembled as she touched her own cheek. "M-my face... it's back... My hair..." Her voice was a whisper of disbelief, as if she were afraid to speak too loudly and shatter the dream.
Yuko let out a watery laugh, her own tears falling freely. "Yeah... My beautiful Hitomi is back..." She cupped Hitomi's face, her thumb brushing away a tear. "You're you again."
Then, before I could process what was happening, Yuko grabbed my hand again. "We're not done yet," she said, her voice steady despite the tears. She guided my palm to Hitomi's neck, then her arms, her legs—
And then, without warning, her chest.
My fingers brushed against soft, warm skin, the curves of her breasts, the delicate peaks of her nipples—
Yuko's grip tightened, her breath hitching as she guided my hand lower. "Hitomi... is... your..." She swallowed, her face flushed crimson. "Is your vagina okay... or...?"
My body reacted instantly. The sight of Hitomi's healed, flawless body—plump, shaved, perfect—sent a jolt of heat through me. My cock hardened, pressing against my pants.
Hitomi's breath hitched. "I... I'm okay... there..." Her voice was barely audible, but I already knew the truth. My Healing Touch had worked from the inside out. Even if there had been internal damage, it was gone now.
But I played along, letting my breathing grow ragged, my forehead beading with fake sweat. Tachibana, ever the caretaker, wiped it away with his sleeve. "Jack, are you okay? Do you need to rest?"
I shook my head. "I'm fine... I can continue."
Yuko bit her lip, her eyes flicking between Hitomi and me. "If you want, we can take a break..."
"No," I said, my voice firmer than I intended. "Let's continue. Sister Hitomi has suffered long enough."
Yuko exhaled, then nodded. She moved my hand to Hitomi's back, then lower, to the curve of her ass. Her fingers trembled as she guided mine into the cleft of Hitomi's buttocks, pressing my fingertips against her tight, hidden entrance.
Hitomi flinched, but didn't pull away. A soft, embarrassed sound escaped her, but she endured it.
Then, Yuko moved my hand down further—her waist, her thighs, her feet. Every inch of her was healed. Perfect.
And then—
I spurted blood from my mouth and collapsed.
The world spun, darkness creeping in at the edges of my vision. I let my body go limp, my breathing shallow. The pretend faint was convincing—because, in truth, the Healing Touch did take its toll. But this time, I let it.
Yuko's scream was piercing. "Jack?! What happened?! Are you okay?!" She shook me, but I stayed still, my body deadweight.
Tachibana's voice was panicked, but he tried to sound reassuring. "Don't worry... He'll be fine. He fainted because of excessive use of his ability. When he healed me, he did the same... It's normal. He just needs rest."
Hitomi, now fully healed, didn't hesitate. She stood—naked, unashamed—and walked to her wardrobe, slipping into a nightie robe before returning, her steps uncertain. "Is he... really okay?" Her voice was small, laced with guilt.
Yuko tore the blindfold from my face, her hands shaking. "Tachibana, help me put him on the bed..." Together, they lifted me, laying me down gently. Yuko wiped the blood from my lips, her touch tender, her eyes terrified.
Hitomi, meanwhile, couldn't resist. She darted to the mirror, her reflection staring back at her—whole, beautiful, alive. She touched her face, her hair, her shoulders, as if afraid it would all disappear. Then, without warning, she broke.
Tears streamed down her face, but these were different. These were tears of joy. She clutched her chest, her body shaking with sobs, before turning back to us, her voice a whisper. "How... how can I ever repay you...?"
She looked at Yuko, her eyes brimming. "Yuko... thank you. For bringing him here... Because of you... otherwise—"
Yuko shook her head violently, her own tears falling. "No... I didn't do anything. I didn't even know they were coming to save you. I didn't even know you were injured. It was only when I found Tachibana coming to meet Jack at our house... that's when I found out the truth..."
Hitomi turned to Tachibana, her voice soft but firm. "Tachibana... thank you."
Tachibana swallowed hard, his own eyes glistening. "No... Sister Hitomi... It's not me. It's Jack." He glanced at me, his expression haunted. "You don't know... When he healed me, Master promised Jack a condition..."
Hitomi's brows furrowed. "A condition?"
Tachibana nodded. "But Jack... he used that condition. To ask about you... When he heard your name from me... accidentally..." His voice cracked. "So... he... he came for you. Even though he didn't have to."
Hitomi's eyes widened, her breath catching. "W-why...? Why would he... go to such lengths... to heal me...? I don't even know him..."
Tachibana wiped his eyes, his voice raw. "It's... Master. He said... it was because of the Master's favor. Protecting Sister Yuko... helping her... Jack would do anything for her..."
The room fell silent.
Yuko froze. Then, slowly, she turned to me, her hands cupping my face, her thumbs brushing my cheeks. "Thank you... Jack..." Her voice was a broken whisper, and then the dam burst. Tears poured down her face, splashing onto my skin.
Tachibana couldn't hold back either. A sob tore from his throat, and he clutched his chest, his voice thick with emotion. "Sister Yuko... your sister is blessed to have Jack..."
Yuko nodded, her voice barely audible. "Yeah... she is blessed..." Then, so softly I almost missed it, she whispered, "...So am I."
And then—
A swish.
The air in the room shifted. A new presence filled the space, heavy with authority—and rage.
Akane had arrived.
Her eyes locked onto Hitomi first. And for a moment, she didn't speak. She just... stared.
Then, her lips trembled. "Hitomi...?" Her voice was hoarse, as if she'd been screaming for hours. She rushed forward, her hands cupping Hitomi's face, her thumbs brushing her cheeks. "You... you're... healed...?"
Hitomi nodded, her own tears falling anew. "Y-yeah, Master... I'm healed..."
Akane's grip tightened, her fingers digging into Hitomi's skin as if afraid she'd disappear. Then, her gaze snapped to Tachibana and Yuko, her expression darkening.
"You..." Her voice was low, dangerous. "Tachibana... Yuko..." She turned fully toward them, her eyes burning with fury. "You brought him here?!"
Tachibana flinched, but didn't back down. "S-sorry, Master... I just... I followed you. And I found where Sister Hitomi was... And don't blame Jack! He just wanted to help!"
Akane's hands clenched into fists, her nails biting into her palms. "Do you have any idea what you've done?!" Her voice cracked, the rage giving way to something worse—fear. "Do you have any idea?!"
She whirled toward me, her steps heavy, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She knelt beside the bed, her hand hovering over my face before she gently—so gently—cupped my cheek. "Why...?" Her voice was a whisper, but it cut deeper than a scream. "Why? Didn't you promise me...? You promised you wouldn't use that ability...!"
Her fingers trembled against my skin. "Why, Jack...? Why...?"
Then, her gaze snapped back to Tachibana, her eyes wild with betrayal. "Tachibana..." Her voice broke. "What did I tell you...? No matter what, don't contact Jack... And never let him use his ability...!" She grabbed his collar, her knuckles white. "This is what you promised me! Tell me... TELL ME!"
Tachibana shrank back, his voice small. "M-master... Jack said his ability wouldn't affect him..."
Akane let out a bitter laugh, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Even if it did... do you think he'd tell the truth?!"
Tachibana and Hitomi exchanged a look of horror. "That..." Hitomi's voice was barely a whisper. "That means...?"
Akane didn't answer. She couldn't. The truth—that using Healing Touch shortened my lifespan—was too cruel to voice aloud. Not here. Not now. Not when Tachibana and Hitomi were already breaking.
Yuko stepped forward, her voice firm despite her tears. "Master... don't be angry at Tachibana. It was I who brought them here. If there's anyone to blame... It's me."
Akane whirled on her, her eyes blazing. "Yuko..." Her voice trembled. "Do you have any idea what you've done...?!" She grabbed Yuko's shoulders, her grip painfully tight.
Yuko didn't flinch. She held Akane's gaze, her own tears falling freely. "I know..." Her voice was soft, but unyielding. "But Hitomi... she was suffering... And Jack... he chose to do this. For her."
Hitomi, pale, stepped forward. "Master... what's going on...? What happened...?"
Akane didn't answer at first. She just stared at me, her red eyes—visible even through my closed lids via AI Lens—filled with a grief so deep it felt like a physical weight.
Then, she whispered, her voice raw. "It's... nothing..." She swallowed hard. "I'm just... worried. Something... will happen to him..."
She paused, her fingers tightening around the edge of the bed. "Jack said using his ability makes him weak... and then he becomes normal again... But I'm afraid..." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "I'm afraid it's not that simple..."
She didn't say the rest. She couldn't. The truth—that every time I used Healing Touch, my lifespan dwindled—was too brutal to speak aloud. Not when Tachibana was already shaking, not when Hitomi's eyes were wide with horror.
Tachibana stammered, his voice desperate. "M-master... Jack said his ability wouldn't affect him...?"
Akane let out a hollow laugh, her tears finally spilling over. "And you believed him...?" She wiped her face, her hand coming away wet. "Even if it did... do you think he'd tell the truth...?"
The room fell into a suffocating silence.
Tachibana and Hitomi stared at each other, their faces drained of color.
"That..." Hitomi's voice was a whisper of dread. "That means... he knew...?"
Akane didn't answer. She couldn't. The weight of the truth was too heavy, even for her.
And then—
She collapsed to her knees, her hands covering her face as sobs wracked her body. "Jack... you idiot..." Her voice was muffled, broken. "You idiot... IDIOT...!"
I activated Telepathy once more, this time focusing on Akane. Her thoughts slammed into my mind, raw and unfiltered.
[You big idiot... Once you wake up... I will kill you... I will kill you myself... You are really a bother... Ever since I met you... There is always trouble... Why do you keep bothering me...? Why...?]
A bitter chuckle escaped my lips. This Akane... she's such a tsundere. On the outside, she was fuming, her words harsh, her glare sharp enough to cut. But beneath it all? She was terrified. Terrified for me.
Her thoughts twisted again, the anger giving way to something far more vulnerable.
[If anything happens to you... Didn't you think about what will happen to Haruna...? How will I face Yuko... and her mother...?]
[Please wake... Please wake...]
The desperation in her silent plea was palpable. It was the kind of fear that clawed at your chest, the kind that made your hands shake and your voice fail. And yet, she wouldn't say it aloud. Not in front of them. Not when she was still clinging to her pride.
I smiled weakly to myself. She's worried... but she'll never admit it.
Hitomi's thoughts, on the other hand, were laced with confusion and suspicion.
[What happened to Master...? Why is she behaving like that...? She's hiding something...]
[I guess it must be something related to Jack's ability... Did Master know...? Is that why she's worried...?]
She glanced at Akane, her expression unreadable, but her mind racing. She wasn't just curious—she was piecing it together. And the realization was dawning on her.
Yuko's thoughts were a storm of denial and fear.
[What happened to Jack...? Why is Master so serious...? I haven't seen her like this... Is he really okay...? If anything really happens to him... then... I...]
She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms.
[No... Isn't Jack so powerful...? What could possibly happen to him...?]
[I need to ask Master...]
Her gaze flicked to Akane, her jaw set. She wasn't going to let this go. Not when the man she loved was lying motionless in front of her.
Tachibana, ever the perceptive one, sensed the tension thick in the air. He stepped closer to Akane, his voice low but firm.
"Master..." He hesitated, then pressed on. "Are you hiding something from us...?"
The room fell silent.
Akane's shoulders tensed. She didn't look at him, her eyes fixed on me, her fingers tightening around the edge of the bedsheet. For a moment, it seemed like she wouldn't answer.
Then—
"Tachibana..." Her voice was dangerously calm, but her hands were shaking. "This isn't the time."
Tachibana didn't back down. His fists were clenched tightly at his sides, his entire body trembling with a mixture of fear and frustration. "Then when is the time, Master...? Jack collapsed. He spurted blood from his mouth. And you're acting like... like the world is ending." His voice cracked painfully. "We deserve to know the truth. No more secrets!"
Akane's breath hitched sharply. She slowly turned to him, her red eyes burning with a terrifying mixture of raw anger and overwhelming grief. For a long moment, she just stared at him, as if debating whether to speak.
"And what if I tell you...?" Her voice was a broken whisper, yet it carried the weight of a scream. "What if I tell you that every single time he uses that damn ability... it eats away at his life...? That he's dying a little more with every healing...? That he is literally sacrificing pieces of his lifespan for us?!"
The words landed like a death sentence in the silent room.
Tachibana's face went deathly pale. He staggered back a step. "W-what...?"
Hitomi let out a heart-wrenching cry and dropped to her knees, her newly healed hands covering her mouth in horror. "No... Master... this is not true... Please tell me this is not true...! He healed me... he gave me my face back... and now you're saying he's... he's dying because of it?! I don't want this! I would rather stay burned forever than let him suffer!!"
Tachibana fell to his knees beside her, his voice shaking uncontrollably. "How can this be...? Master... why didn't you tell me before...? I would prefer to die... I would rather stay dead than trade someone else's life like this...! Master, why...? And it was me... it was me who brought him here... This is all my fault...!"
Akane took a deep, shuddering breath. She wiped her tears roughly with the back of her hand, trying to regain some composure, but her voice still cracked as she spoke.
"It's because this idiot made me promise... He forced me to swear I would never tell any of you the truth." She looked at Tachibana and Hitomi with pained eyes. "That's exactly why I was desperately stopping all of you from coming to meet him. I knew... the moment he saw Hitomi's condition, he would use his power without hesitation."
Akane's shoulders slumped as she continued, her voice growing quieter, "Now... we can only pray... that he didn't use too much of his lifespan this time. Otherwise..."
She stopped mid-sentence, unable to finish the dark thought. The implication hung heavily in the air like a guillotine.
Akane then turned toward Yuko, her expression filled with guilt and self-loathing. "Yuko... I am so sorry. This is all my fault. If anything happens to Jack... I will commit suicide to atone for my sins. Actually... it was me. I was the one who went to your house that day to ask you to heal Tachibana. If you want to blame someone... blame me. Hate me. Curse me. I deserve it."
Yuko had fresh tears streaming down her face. She shook her head violently, her voice choked with emotion. "No... Master... I don't blame you... It's not your fault." She looked down at my unconscious form, her hands gently holding mine.
"It's this big idiot... who keeps throwing his life away for us. If anything happens to him... what about Haruna...? What about me...? What are we supposed to do without him...?"
The room descended into a painful, suffocating silence. Only the sound of quiet sobbing could be heard.
Hitomi crawled closer to me on her knees, gently touching my hand with her restored fingers. "Jack... you fool... I was finally happy again... and now I feel like the worst person alive. All this beauty... at the cost of your life...? I don't deserve it..."