«Y-You're so good, Chris… I've never felt like this in my life… I'm seriously jealous of Alexia… I wish I had a little brother like you too…» Jasmine pants, her cheeks flushed, her eyes half-lidded.
She lies on her stomach, naked, still damp from the shower she just took.
Chris sits on top of her, his pelvis pressed lightly against her toned butt.
«D-Do you really like it...? I'm glad,» Chris says with a small smile.
His hands move with practiced confidence.
They press into her shoulders, firm but gentle.
He's giving her a massage — and Jasmine looks like she's floating in bliss.
«Y-Your sister did an amazing job training you! Your hands… they're magical…! I was so tense just a moment ago, but now I feel completely refreshed!»
But there's a reason behind that talent.
«Let's make a deal. Whoever loses has to give a relaxing massage to the winner!»
That was the condition Alexia gave Chris three years ago to train him.
He became so good at massages because he's never beaten her — not even once.
When he tells Jasmine, she looks disappointed.
«So… you practiced on Alexia? Damn… why did you have to tell me that? Now I'm even more jealous…»
Then, Jasmine suddenly lifts her head.
«I have an idea!»
«An idea..?»
Jasmine rolls over, turning onto her back — Chris remains on top of her.
Her small, perky breasts are right in front of his eyes.
He gulps and quickly looks away, clearly flustered.
The fluids dripping from her pussy begin to soak his pants.
«How about I adopt you? You'd become my little brother!» Jasmine says with a grin.
«My family is super rich, you know? Once we graduate from the academy, we could live together in absolute luxury!»
A sly smile spreads across her lips as she looks up at him.
«So… what do you think of my proposal?»
Chris freezes.
The words stun him, and he starts to wonder if he misheard.
Her breasts were bouncing while she talke—maybe that distracted him.
But no, he heard her loud and clear.
«N-No! I could never do something like that!»
Jasmine bursts out laughing.
«I know, silly! I was joking!»
Her voice turns softer.
Her eyes grow tender.
«So… how about this instead? From now, I'll be your new big sis! I'm Alexia's best friend, right? That basically makes us sisters. So that would make you my little brother, too.»
«Actually… your reasoning kind of makes sense…» Chris mumbles.
His eyes drift again toward her chest.
And Jasmine definitely notices.
«Perfect. And now that you're officially my little bro…»
Jasmine's cheeks flush — her expression filled with desire.
«…l-let's do that thing again… the one you do with Alexia… the one I really like…»
Chris nods slowly.
He leans forward, pressing his chest against hers as he lies on top of her.
They start kissing again.
Chris moves with the same soft intensity Alexia taught him.
Jasmine responds with wild eagerness, her tongue dancing around his, moaning into his mouth.
«I-I'm so happy you became my little bro…» she pants. «B-But…»
She pulls back just slightly, eyes on his.
«Your hands… didn't Alexia teach you that when you kiss your big sister, you're not supposed to keep them still?»
Chris blinks, then shakes his head.
«N-No, she didn't say anything about that…»
A playful smile appears on her lips.
«See? Your new big sis is about to teach you something new…»
She takes his hand gently.
And brings it to her boobs.
She presses down, guiding his fingers until he squeezes.
His heart races.
And beneath his palm, he feels hers racing too — just as fast.
«G-Good boy, little bro… yes, just like that… squeeze them and keep kissing me…»
Chris does as he's told.
Her body responds instantly — the fluids dripping from her pussy grow even wetter.
But after a few moments, she slows down.
«Now… we have to go eat dinner, little brother…» she whispers.
«Next time we're alone… I'll teach you a lot more things that make your big sisters really happy…»