Chapter 12 - Extra: Momoka & Miki

“He came upon me just as I dipped my toe into the cool waters of the pool at the base of the waterfall. As I lowered myself into the water I looked back and spied him, Shibane, peering at me through the lush foliage in the distance- at once my heart leapt. I thought to cover my nakedness but as I fumbled for my clothes that hung on a nearby branch I inadvertently knocked them into the water- Damn my clumsiness! When I turned back he’d already closed the distance between us, and stood before me on his hind legs. I shuddered, awed by his height and huge rippling muscles.  For a split second a volt of fear rocked through my virginal body- but as my gaze lifted and beheld the beautiful noble gentility in his eyes, I knew my fear was unfounded. He reached out and stroked my cheek- his huge hairy dexterous gorilla hands felt my skin gingerly, and I melted at his touch-” 

She stopped typing and slammed her hands on the keyboard shouting at herself, “NO! NO! NO! THIS IS SUCH FUCKING GARBAGE! WHO COULD POSSIBLY ENJOY THIS!? WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER!” She punctuated her cries of frustration by repeatedly slamming the delete key on her computer until the entirety of the manuscript disappeared. Throwing her hands in the air she stormed over to her bed, kicking aside old food rappers, and crushed cans of beer on the floor before diving into her messy sheets, smothering her face into an animal plushie pillow, and screaming into it with all her might. 

Her exclamation summoned a thud from the otherside of the wall next to her, “Momoka!? Shut the fuck up! It’s 3:30 in the goddamn morning I’ve got to go to work in a couple hours c’mon! Go to sleep already!”  
Lifting her head she furrowed her brow and glared at the wall. Balling a fist, she hit the wall back. “You shut up Miki! You’ll never understand what it’s like to be a struggling artist!” The girl cried melodramatically. “Why? Because I have talent?” The muffled voice of Miki snarked back. Momoka squealed irritably. “Ugh!? I should have eaten you in the womb! Mind your own beeswax girlie boi!” There was an audible gasp from the other room, “Who are you calling girlie boi, leg beard!? Maybe you really are a shark because you can shut that big god damned mouth of yours!? This is my house! I should kick your ass for talking to me like this!?” Momoka scoffed, and jumped out of bed, “Get a grip dork I’d wipe the floor with you!” 
“THAT DOES IT!” He screamed from the other room. The sound of his footsteps storming over on the wood floor reached through the house as he stomped down the hall. Momoka bolted out of bed with equal speed, fuming angrily to herself as she went to meet him. 

Emerging from her room she spotted him at the end of the hall. The two were fraternal twins though their appearances had long since diverged. One was a lithe young man with shoulder length black hair. His body was thin, a runner’s build. The comment about him being a “girlie-boi” probably struck a nerve because it was totally true. In the dimly lit hallway he could have been easily mistaken for a girl if only given a passing glance. Opposite him was his sister, an Otaku. Though they were both fairly good looking her features had grown lackluster from neglect. Her dark eyebrows looked thick and unkempt, and large bifocal glasses made her bagged sleep deprived eyes look overly large. Her body was plumper than his, with thick thighs, a pillowy backside, soft tummy, and large heavy tits. Every bit  of her bounced pleasantly as she moved, and even with an angry expression on her face, she couldn’t help but look kinda cute. 

Miki lurched out and grabbed her, twirling her around into a headlock, then started nuggieing her relentlessly. “Maybe this’ll help you think straight, smooth brain!” She hissed like a cat as he abraited her skull. “Shove off, you twink!” She retorted before thrashing about. Like a vice clamp her hand latched onto his nipple and twisted. “Purple Nurple!” Miki screamed effeminately, and released her. Both of them tumbled down to the floor and tangled, each pulling the other’s hair. Wrestling one another, Momoka soon overpowered him with her superior body weight, and pinned him by the wrists to the floor. 

Both panting they stared into one another’s eyes. The Otaku’s expression turned to one of smug glee, while he glared with bitter embarrassment. It had happened many times before. “I win! Admit defeat!” The girl demanded. “Fine! I give up! Will you just go to bed already!” Momoka released his hands and leaned back over him, glancing down between his legs. “Hmm- you’re hard aren’t you?” Miki averted his eyes and blushed, “N-no!” Challenging his lie the otaku dropped her ass on his groin and ground it on top of him. “Feels like I could fly a flag off that pole in your shorts.” The chubby gal egged. Miki groaned as she gyrated on top of him. “Sis seriously cut it out. I can’t do this, I have a girlfriend now.” Said the boy, sounding conflicted. Momo ran her hands up his chest, and grinned, “What’s the big deal? I’ve got a boyfriend too but you don’t hear me crying about it. C’mon I’ve been horny all day. I wanna fuck. I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep without getting some of that dick first.” Her sibling dead panned, and protested, “He’s a literal ape, in a literal zoo sis, that isn’t even remotely the same.” The comment only aroused a condescending scoff. “Don’t disparage my man so casually, brother. My love for him is the purest thing in this world.” Scarcely after the words escaped her lips she leaned forward and pressed her tits against his chest. “C’mon! It’s been a while. Besides, has she even put out for you yet? Don’t tell me you’re not pent up. You really came waltzing out here like you didn’t know exactly how this would go? Don’t make me laugh! What? You wanna make me beg for it? Is that what you’re into now?” Moaning, she continued, “Mmmh- c’mon Nii-chan! I wanna feel your big hard cock inside me so badly.” Miki rolled his eyes, “Alright! Er- but not in my bed, I just changed the sheets.” 

Pulling him up she took him by the hand and led him into her quarters. “Good god sis would it kill you to clean up here once in a while!?” Ignoring his comment she laid down on her bed and pulled up the oversized t-shirt she was wearing to reveal a pair of dark grey panties that were already damp with her arousal. 

“You gonna teach me a lesson?” She provoked. 

Furrowing his brow, he retorted, “You’re incorrigible. Maybe I should. Seems like it’s the only way I can get you to listen.” Sliding closer he parted her legs and tugged her panties down, arousing an excited giggle from her. “Jesus christ, when was the last time you trimmed down there Momo…” She hummed to herself, and thought about it but gave no definite answer. A thick dark bush of black hair ran from her fupa right down to her ass. He pinched some and pulled it to make a point. “Ouch! Hey! Easy there-” No sooner then the last syllable crossed her lips he’d switched position, and started massaging her clit with his middle and index finger in a circular motion. She shivered, and cooed wantonly at his touch. Using the pads, and tips of his fingers he toyed with the bottom of her slit. “H-hey! What are you doing? I thought we were supposed to be fucking?” She asked impatiently. He gave an irritated look and inverted his fingers hooking them into her pussy effortlessly, finding ample lubricant from her excitement. As his digits slipped into her she purred. With a curl of his fingers he made her back arch, and her toes curl, immediately finding her most sensitive places. “W-wow- I- Ugh that feels good!” Momoka whispered in a light breathy tone. Miki leered at her with a mischievous glint in his eye. “I know it feels good. I know all your sensitive places, remember?” Before she could say anything back he rose to his knees and melted over her, then pressed his hand down on her belly placing a little extra weight on her pelvis. The added pressure caused her pussy to clench around his fingers. “That’s why I know you like it when I do this.” Maintaining the pressure he plunged his fingers in deeper, making her take it down to the knuckle, while tickling her insides desperately. Momo jolted, the intense sensation sent her eyes fluttering. Bit by bit he pumped his arm harder and faster, making her bed rock as he fucked her with his fingers. Soon the room was abuzz with the sound of her hard panting breaths, and low sensual moans. “T-that it! Just like that! Uuugh yes just a little bit more!” She crooned, grabbing out at the sheets as she cried. He pushed her, getting her closer and closer before suddenly retracting, pulling his fingers out completely. “Oooh- W-wait! Hey!? Miki W-what the fuck!? I was so close!” She whined. Grinning, he spanked her pussy making an audible fleshy clap upon impact. She groaned and rolled to one side. “OOW!?” Momoka chirped. The rise of her voice was more out of surprise than anything else. It was embarrassing- but being as turned on as she was, the slap actually felt kind of good, but she wasn’t going to admit that to her brat brother. While she was writhing he rose and kicked off his shorts, and underwear, before pouncing on her again. “What are you doing!?” She asked obtusely, as he grabbed her legs and held them to her chest. “I get to be on top this time.” He stated firmly, while rubbing his painfully hard cock against the hairy folds of her cunt. Smirking, she replied coyly, “Wow- did your girlfriend help you finally grow a backbone?” Thoroughly irritated, his hands shot down and grabbed her belly tightly, pinching her rolls. “Shut up! You’re such a bitch sometimes!” She squirmed uncomfortably as squeezed. With a hard grip on her belly he pushed his hips forward and shoved his cock into her unceremoniously. Momoka gasped as he planked on top of her and started giving it to her good. Like the rest of his body Miki’s cock was long and slender, capable of touching her sensitive spots, but while not being to wide to make it painful. He went fast right from the get go, betraying just how pent up he’d really been. The sound of their colliding bodies created a satisfying “FAP” as they met. Her pussy was tremendously wet, squelching loudly with every insertion. He’d nearly made her cum with just her fingers before, so now that he’d given her the real thing she wasn’t sure how long she’d last. “Yeah! Give it to me! Uugh!” She beckoned. 

For a moment her eyes closed so she could fantasize. She pictured another in place of her brother. Behind the shelter of her eyelids she envisioned the strapping body of Shibane over her. With vivid detail she could picture his thick course hair black hair, the dark wrinkled skin of his face, and of course his beautifully expressive eyes. Just imagining him made her want to swoon. Her already fluttering heart picked up to a rapid drum beat. Her cheeks went flush, and her sexual fluids oozed with greater profusion. In that moment it was perfect, she could almost imagine what it would be like to feel him inside of her. She wondered if he’d like her unshaven pussy. The truth was the reason she hadn’t shaved was deliberate. If her lover was an ape then naturally he’d have no aversion to body hair, on the contrary he’d probably prefer it, she reasoned. “Uuugh yes! I love it!” She fawned, still picturing the handsome silverback. 

Meanwhile Miki was still giving it his all. Gripping the sheets tightly he threw his entire body weight behind every thrust. The exertion of it made him sweat hard, though considering the musty smell of the room he doubted Momoka would even notice. “Fuck- your pussy feels so good ane-chan!” He huffed off handedly. To his surprise she reached up and placed a gentle hand over his mouth. He jolted, started by her sudden movement, “Ssssh Miki. Gorilla’s can’t speak. You’re ruining my fantasy!” The boy fumed, “Momo! Can you at least not bring him up when we’re fucking!? What the hell is wrong with you-!?” She silenced his angry demands by grabbing the back of his head and burying his face in her plump billowy tits. Though he was still angry he still seemed to enjoy that. He jostled his face against them, savoring their soft decadent feel, before eventually finding her nipple and latching onto it with his lips. Everything he did made Momoka puff and sigh erotically. Her soft cheeks had gone as pink as sakura petals from his touch. With his face sandwiched between her bust his thrusting became more rapid. He jackhammered down into her, pumping his hips with powerful determination. Veins bulged in his arms from supporting his own weight, and Momo swooned as she once again approached climax. “Keep going- I-i’m so close! Cum for me! I want us to come together!” She mewed. “F-fuck I’m close too!” he replied. Her legs twitched and squirmed as the powerful tingling warm of her orgasm started radiating out through her body. “Yes! Yes! Ugh Yes! I’m coming! S-shibane!” Miki, who still had her tits muffling his ears, was moving too fast, and working too hard to pick up on her final cry. In unison the siblings both came hard. Pushing it in as deep as she could take it he deposited a huge load of hot seed inside of her. Momoka’s pussy spasmed, and clenched, tickling, and squeezing his shaft, which only made him ejaculate more. Overwrought, Miki kept thrust cumming nonstop, mixing it up inside of her until his shaft was painted with a messy off white froth. When at last he pulled out their mess spilled from between her thighs with an audible gurgle. Their combined fluids resembled milky sap. Absent mindedly he rubbed his cock against her mons smearing onto the rest of her pubic hair. 

She took a few more hard breaths before reaching down and feeling it with her fingers. Playing with it a little, she reported, “Ugh- even it’s thicker than last time. You really haven’t been getting any have you. Did you quit masturbating too?” Squeezing her inner muscles she did her best to push out the rest, which spilled on the sheets in a little waterfall. He sat on the edge of the bed. “Do you have to like- always make it about him whenever we do it? Like would it kill you to just remain present once in a while? It really doesn’t make me feel good doing you’re thinking of someone else every time you do it with me.” Momoka scoffed, “What? You jealous?”
He blushed and went silent before firing back an unconvincing, and poorly timed, “No!” It only made her chuckle. “Hang on sis, I came inside of you- are you gonna be alright? Is today like, a safe day for you?” He asked with sudden urgency. She waved a dismissive hand, “Relax Miki, I’m on the pill now- I have been for a while, so it’s no big deal.” He nodded, and let out a relieved sigh. The plump girl sat up beside him, and wiped herself off with some tissues. “Hey Listen, I’m sorry I mess with you so much. I just can’t help myself sometimes. Um- listen I've been thinking. What you said a while back, about me needing to do more to support myself, I wasn’t ready to admit it then, but well- you’re right. I’ve been looking around online. There’s not many places where I’m qualified, but I’m still gonna try to find a real job. I know I can’t just keep depending on you forever.” Miki looked genuinely surprised. “Wait really? Sis that’s fantastic! I’m so proud of you! You’re really taking things seriously!” She nodded. “Listen- there was one job in particular that sounded really interesting. I um- don’t know all the details yet, and the pay wouldn’t be great, but it sounds like a lot of fun. I’d even get to work with animals.” He rolled his eyes, “I’d say that’d be good for you, but well... just don’t get yourself in trouble.” She gave him a bit of a side eye. The truth was if she got hired at the place she wanted she’d never have to worry about that sort of thing, but she didn’t need to elaborate that for him. He definitely wouldn’t approve. “The thing is- the job is all the way up in Hokkaido.” Momoka added. “What!?” The otaku sighed, and brought her legs to her chest. “I didn’t say anything earlier because I knew it’d worry you- but I needed to let you know. I’ve been talking to the person who might become my employer online, and they agreed to give me an interview.” Miki pinched the bridge of his nose. “Momoka, you can’t be serious? How would that even work? Are you planning on taking the train all the way up there everyday?” She shrugged, “I don’t know yet! It’s probably just part time- but who knows! If it turns out to be a good job then I might need to consider moving out.” Shaking his head he opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. His mind world, making him wring his hands anxiously. Momoka reached out and touched his shoulder gently, “Miki- I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It’s probably for the best. Like you said- you have a girlfriend now. I can’t just keep hanging around here. I know you’ve probably been eager to get rid of me anyways. I don’t want to keep dragging you down.” 
Miki shook his head, “Our relationship isn’t even that serious. We’ve only been together for like six months- It’s not like she’d be moving in any time soon. You- I-” He choked on his own words. In a weaker voice he confessed, “You could never be a burden to me. I know I give you a hard time, but it’s only because I care about you. I um… I know this is probably good for you. I won’t stand in your way. If this is really what you want to do then I swear I’ll support you one hundred percent. I hope you won’t resent me for saying that I’m not thrilled by the idea of you moving so far away. We’ve been together all our lives. I figured we might spend some more time apart eventually, but if you move all the way up there- I don’t know when I’ll be able to see you next. I know I said I needed space from you sometimes, but that didn’t mean I wanted you to leave forever. I’m sorry I spoke so unkindly to you earlier. If I’d have known this would have been our last time together I’d have treated you differently.” 
Momoka listened and watched without a word. Reaching over she turned his face toward hers, leaned in and kissed him. Rising to her he embraced her back as his vulnerability crystalized into passion. They held hands on her bed, interweaving their fingers, and tied tongues together in silence. After a long while they parted, touching their foreheads together like partners in a slow dance. “You’d still love me even if I went?” the shut-in whispered tenderly. Miki promised, “If you go, or if you stay; Always.” They held one another in silence for a long moment. Smiling momoka whispered in his ear, “That didn’t have to be our last time, you know.” Reaching down she cupped his junk delicately. “You’re starting to get hard again already aren’t you?” He nodded. “I can’t help it around you. Wanna be on top this time ane-chan?” She giggled and smooched him, “Yeah. You know all that mushy talk gets me wet. I love you Nii-chan. Now get over here!”

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