HOTD/OC - Chapter 2 (Patreon)

Jokuro sighed blissfully as he laid his head back on the fluffy silk pillows on a large king size bed, Rei and Saeko were pressing right up against him, Rei wearing a green and white stripped bikini while Saeko wore pair of purple lace panties and a bra to match. Their breasts mashed against his sides as he laid down with an arm around both of them groping their asses. Shizuka was nearby wearing a frilly black bra and hip hugger panties while she fed grapes into his mouth. He groaned, feeling someone sucking his cock. Lifting his head up he saw Saya-neechan between his legs, her head all the way down on his cock as she deep throated him. He reached out and put his hands on her head as she lifted her head off his cock and pushed her back on it before he started to bob her head up and down on his shaft. 

“Oh yeah neechan, suck my cock like a good little slut.” The blonde 14 year old moaned out, bucking into her warm and wet mouth.

He woke up just before he climaxed in Saya-neechan’s mouth. Groaning in disappointment, he looked out of the window to see that their Humvee was cruising along the river, he must have fallen asleep soon after they left the house. He had been pretty satisfied last night all said and done, he’d spent the better part of the night as they drove along with his adoptive older sister sitting in his lap, moaning quietly at times as he groped at her. 

He noticed that Saya-neechan was laying against his side pressing her large, ample tits - the thin tank top she was wearing doing nothing to hide her deep cleavage from him -  into his arm while Saeko rested her head against his lap, her face resting right atop the bulge of his already incredibly hard cock. Looking Saeko over, had to hold back a whistle. The apron and thong combo did nothing to shield her from his eyes. Her large tits were topped with small pink nipples and he could clearly see the outline of her hairless pussy through her thong.

‘Perfect, just a brilliant position to wake up in.’ Jokuro thought. He was cut from his thoughts when he heard Saya-neechan yawning cutely as the busty pink haired girl began waking up. She squeaked in surprise when she felt his hand firmly groping her ass.

Thankfully Alice and her father were on the roof of the Humvee with Kohta and Rei sat in the front seat next to Takashi while Shizuka drove the Humvee through the river leaving just him Saeko and Saya in the backseat.

Saya looked up at him through her pink bangs, although she didn’t attempt to remove his hand as it squeezed up and down the curve of her ample backside. The pink haired older girl opened her mouth to say something when she caught sight of Saeko in nothing but an apron and a skimpy little black thong that hid nothing, sleeping with her head right up against her younger adoptive brother’s crotch.

“Why is she sleeping like that?” Saya hissed quietly. The boldness of her little brother was unreal, casually groping her while another girl laid with her head in his lap, drooling on his crotch. And from what she could see, his cock was already raging hard.

“It’s cuz’ of my animal magnetism Saya-nee, even when women are asleep they crave my big fat cock.” Jokuro replied with a grin. His eyes roaming up and down Saya’s scantily clad form.

He cupped her ass harder and pulled her right into him, forcing her to press her huge, barely covered tits against his side.

The busty pink haired girl moaned slightly, looking up at him from his side just in time to meet his blue eyes with her own amber ones as he leaned down, “I had a great dream Saya-nee, Rei and Saeko were pressed right against me wearing nothing but skimpy underwear, Marikawa-sensei stood above me dressed in some lingerie and feeding me grapes…and you. Neechan, were completely naked, kneeling between my legs and sucking my cock like a pro. Like magic, just making every inch disappear in that hot little mouth of yours.” He whispered into his adoptive sister’s ear.

She shuddered as she felt his breath on her ear as she turned away, muttering, "Does everything you think about involve me sucking your cock...?" But she couldn't deny the warmth that was pooling in her panties.

She gasped as she felt his strong hands grasp her chest and lean her back, just enough to him to nibble on her ear. "It mostly starts with you sucking my cock like an eager little slut saya-neechan, and then moves on until I'm pounding you senseless with my big, fat cock and making you scream my name."

“You're obsessed with that.” She hissed, her shoulders rolling back, her large orbs being pushed farther into her hands. She almost snapped at him even further when one of his hands let go of her sensitive breasts and slid down to grab her wrist.

“You bet your sexy ass I am...” Jokuro growled as he pulled her wrist away from the window and placed it on his hard cock – shifting his hips so Saeko's head was no longer in the way. “And with a cock like this, what do you think my chances are of accomplishing this obsession of mine?” He continued, tweaking her nipple as he closed her hand around his girth as much as his pants would allow.

It was about this time that Saeko woke up. She mewled sensually as she stretched and sat up a little. While she rubbed her eyes with the back of her deceptively dainty hand Saya yanked her hand away from Jokuro's cock like it was on fire, her other hand reaching up to pull his other from her bountiful chest.

Missing all this, Saeko's eyes instead caught a glint of sun reflecting off something and she looked down to see a line of drool had caught a beam of light shining through the window. Looking down further she was surprised to see the outline of Jokuro’s penis, a wet spot near the middle of the bulge that was very clearly her drool, in his pants and looked somewhat embarrassed that she had been sleeping on his cock for who knew how long.

“I was having a good dream.” Jokuro said to Saeko before turning to look at Saya with a leer, “A very good dream.” He said suggestively, Saeko giggled as Saya just turned red and looked away. She didn't miss when he leaned in closer to Saeko and whispered something to her. She caught enough of it to know he was describing his dream to her, and even if she did miss that the way Saeko smiled that infuriatingly coy smile at her would have given it away.

“We’re almost across the river.” Shizuka chirped from the driver’s seat.

The Humvee had crossed onto solid ground and Jokuro grinned seeing Saya and Saeko’s breasts jiggle as it jumped onto the ground.

“Lets go.” Takashi said as he got out of the front seat seeing Kohta jump from the hood of the car, both of them with their weapons at the ready.

“Help me out here.” Kohta said as he handed Alice down for Takashi to grab.

“You guys go and see if it’s safe, we need to change.” Rei said as she and Saya went to grab all their clothes from the car.

“Do you have to? I think you look fine as you are now.” Jokuro said with a cheeky grin. Rei looked to see Saya and Saeko seeing their obvious states of undress with her own.

“Just get going you damn pervert.” She snarled with annoyance before turning around and going behind the Humvee to change with Saeko and Saya while Shizuka played with Alice.

Alice’s father, who's name was Yanagi Maresato, had been given the spare Glock from Takashi as they readied their guns.

Jokuro paused his scanning of the area to see out of the corner of his eye Rei, Saeko and Saya had changed into their school clothes, Saeko changed her school skirt to a shorter black skirt that was split on her thighs showing her legs and the string of her thong on her hips. Saya kept her short school skirt with a black tank top and a jacket that couldn’t hide her breasts at all and made them jut out of the jacket.

“Kohta check the right, Jokuro check the left.” Takashi said as he didn’t see what Jokuro was seeing. All four of them went up the hill and looked to see if any of the undead were near with Jokuro struggling to not turn around and be with the women.

“All clear.” Jokuro and Kohta said as they scanned the horizon, not finding a single sign of zombies nearby. Takashi waved up to Shizuka as they saw it was safe and jumped out of the way and Shizuka landed the Humvee right next to him.

“How the hell is she making it run like that?” Kohta said as he helped Takashi up.

“I haven’t seen a single zombie since last night.” Takashi turned to see Rei smiling at him with the rifle she had been given strapped over her shoulder.

“Haven’t seen a single person either…” Jokuro commented as they got into the Humvee again.

They drove for a little ways, only for the vehicle's interior to grow more and more tense as they saw nothing, it came to a head when they finally found a group of a few zombies appear at the end of the street, meandering about.

Seeing as Shizuka was tensing up and Rei was inhaling to say something in what he could safely assume would be a panicked tone, Jokuro quickly cut in. “Shizuka, pull over!” He said loudly, causing the others up front to jump and wheel around on him.

“What, but-?” Rei sputtered without meaning to, having already been too ready to talk to stop herself.

“Slamming on the accelerator and plowing through zombies isn't going to solve anything, nor will avoiding them and speeding through the side roads. We should park the Humvee and just think. We have plenty of gas, the sun just came up, and it's not like we're in desperate need of anything except maybe a place to piss.” Jokuro said firmly. He wasn't about to let them all do something stupid and endanger his precious sister.

And that's how they came to be parked on the middle of the road, a clear line of sight of everything around them, and about two dozen zombies mindlessly shambling about around a hundred yards in front of them.

While the majority of the group of survivors were huddled together up at the front of the Humvee panicking like children – well, excluding Saeko, who was as cool and coy as ever – Jokuro sat at the very back of the Humvee with his busty pink haired adoptive older sister parked firmly in his lap.

He was as calm as could be, why wouldn’t he be? There was like twenty of the zombie things in total, not all that many really and they were spread so far apart either he or Saeko with their high levels of agility and speed could weave between them quite easily and take them out without a problem.

So no, he felt no real need to panic.

Instead, the fourteen year old blonde teen casually ran his hand up his sixteen year old adoptive sister’s hip, straight up and cupped one of her big, soft tits in his hand. He had to admit, this new outfit looked real good on her, the green skirt was tiny, the black vest was more like a tube top and she’d left her new jacket open to allow her deep cleavage to be seen. Though she doubted she had much of a choice, with breasts as big as hers not many jackets could handle her perfection.

Saya, who had been staring intently at the scene of the others in the group panicking – how could she have been up there when her little brother in all but blood had kept her firmly sitting in his lap so he could idly feel her up? – gasped slightly as she felt Jokuro palm one of her large breasts, idly tweaking the nipple as he did so, she had to bite back a small moan of pleasure, but she managed it.

“Jokuro! This isn’t the time!” The busty pink haired girl hissed as quietly as she could manage. He’d been at this kind of thing all day, and it was driving her mad. From the moment she’d awoken her adoptive little brother had her in his lap and blatantly felt her up almost constantly. The tiny skirt she was wearing did nothing to protect her nether lips from his grinding, the only barrier between them and full out penetration being her skimpy little panties and his pants. And even then, she could stick feel his big, fat cock pushing against her opening through the clothing.

Jokuro smirked from behind her, idly squeezing her large breast a tad harder and thrusting his crotch upwards with enough force to make her bounce up a few inches and land back down, her panty covered pussy pushed apart all the more by his cloth covered cock. He could feel the dampness of her pussy lips even through his pants, and it was driving him crazy.

“Sure it is, it’s not like there’s anything to really worry about.” He replied to her, speaking loudly so the others heard because they were liable to do something stupid in their panic. He didn't care if they turned around and saw what he was doing. “This is an armored Humvee, and even if they could get in there’s not all that many of them, I could take all of those out myself.” He punctuated his statement by squeezing her nipple through her top once again, and gaining another subdued moan from the older girl as he continued to grind against her pussy.

While nobody turned around, too engrossed in the sight in front of the vehicle, the tense air around them did ease tremendously at Jokuro's words; Kohta helped further by explaining, to the millimeter, exactly how much armored plating was between them and the zombies, plus the bullet proof glass.

Saya, meanwhile, with her worry all but gone, couldn’t help herself. She began to grind right back into her adoptive little brother’s hard cock. He’d been teasing her all day, getting her hornier and hornier with feather light touches along erogenous zones all over her body. She’d always been somewhat attracted to her little brother, he was good looking, well muscled and was as bold as could possibly be, a major turn on for her, considering how often she'd seen men grovel before her father. Jokuro saw what he wanted, and he took it. And Saya couldn’t help the rush of desire she felt at the thought of being what he wanted above all else.

He boasted a lot about his conquests in the bedroom - only to her, though she didn't know that part. It was a not-so-subtle way to make her aware of his sexual prowess - he hadn’t been a virgin since he was twelve. And for going on two years now her adoptive little brother had bedded quite a lot of females, and she’d seen the beauty of these girls. Yuuki Miku, she was in the year above her and was a girl many a teenage boy fantasized about, she’d heard from him a few weeks ago that he’d had that girl screaming his name and begging for his cock like a little slut. Fully figured women, beautiful girls that went to her school, hell she’d even heard that her adoptive little brother had screwed the female teacher at their school called Kyoko Hayashi.

But even having all these beautiful girls and women near enough at his beck and call, he'd told her he would much rather have her, and Saya was a girl who felt that was heart lifting all the same. All of these girls, and he wanted her more than any of them. It actually made him all the more desirable to her, as weird as it sounded.

The busty pink haired girl moaned audibly, grinding her slick panty covered pussy lips over his covered, thick and hard cock.

Jokuro lifted a hand from her hip and placed it against her cheek before he curled his fingers, slipping his index and middle fingers into her mouth. It muffled her moaning nicely. Again, it wasn't like he cared if the people in front turned around, but he did legitimately want to keep as much of Alice's innocence as possible intact.

Regardless of intent, he smirked widely when he felt her begin to suck on his fingers. She wasn't quite able to close her mouth around his fingers because he had them slightly spread at first, so warm saliva dripped down his hand. He didn't even need to lean closer to her, seeing as she was already pressed as tightly as she could against him, so he just whispered right into her ear, “That's a good girl, get some practice in for the big event.”

Saya honestly couldn’t help herself when she did it. She’d opened her mouth to let out a small moan of pleasure at his ministrations on her large breasts and the grinding into her wet snatch, and when she did, he’d slipped a few of his fingers into her mouth.

She’d instantly reacted, and on instinct as well. She knew what he’d wanted, and obeyed him. She probably wouldn’t have been able to disobey at this point anyway, she’d all but submitted entirely to her perverted younger brother. So she did what he wanted, she began to suck on his fingers as if they were a penis. Running her small pink tongue around the digit and sucking at it with all the skill she had. Saya heard his whisper in her ear and responded in kind, trying to suck at his digits with even more skill and pressure, as if she were already between her younger brother’s legs, on her knees and sucking his big fat cock for all she was worth.

While Saya was busy sucking on his fingers, Jokuro looked over towards the front of the Humvee and caught Saeko staring at him intently, a small coy smirk playing across her lips.

They were actually carted off to the side, behind the thick row of seats, Saeko only being able to see because she was the only one standing at the middle row in front of them.

He met her eyes, all the while his adoptive older sister had her eyes closed and sucked on his fingers with all her limited skill. Saeko raised her eyebrow at him, as if challenging him and he smirked right back at her.

The blonde beckoned her over slightly, and when she leaned over the seats, ignoring Saya altogether, he began speaking quietly to her, “Don’t worry, you’re next. So you should get that pussy nice and wet for my cock.” The blonde fourteen year old told the older girl.

Saya was too busy sucking and moaning into his fingers as she bucked against his hard cock, grinding it into her wet cunt, to hear him properly at the moment so she didn’t even open an eye. Instead, she was intent to suck away at his fingers as if they were his actual cock.

A gleam appeared in Saeko's predatory eyes, which only grew as Jokuro whispered into Saya's ear more. “Grind harder, Nee-chan. Just imagine it, my nice hard cock sliding in and our of your tight pussy, every thrust bringing you ever closer to that explosive finish.” He pumped his hips instead of grinding, to stimulate the image further in her mind. It worked perfectly, and his amazingly curvy sister began whimpering with growing urgency.

He looked back at Saeko, meeting her eye again. Her face was usually in an emotionless mask, or even a coy smile when she was directly addressed by someone she liked, but neither of those two masks was present, instead Jokuro seemed to see the girl beneath them as her face finally matched her eyes. The dangerous, and very aroused Saya smiled widely back at him, tongue darting out to lick her lips before she whispered hotly, “Oh it already is Nikos-kun, don't worry. Are you good enough to satisfy it, will you take responsibility for flipping my switch?” She asked, eyes widening in a look most would find horrifying, terrifying even, as she leaned forward further.

With a flick of his wrist Jokuro's hand smothered Saya's mouth and pulled her head back slightly as his other darted down to cover her pussy, palm rubbing fast circles on her clit with just the right amount of force and two finger digging into her lips and mashing her G-spot, the spongy little bit of flesh being stimulated rapidly.

Saya's eyes flew wide open for all of half a second before they rolled back in her head as her back arched with a snap. A wave of spittle poured from behind Jokuro's hand, dripping down onto her cleavage, already shiny with sweat from the exertion. Spasms wracked her, hands clawing at anything they could as her hips shook mightily beyond her control. Her panties did absolutely nothing to shield Jokuro's bulge from the spray of pussy juice as her walls clenched hard on his fingers, milking them for the semen they desired so much.

All the while Jokuro held Saeko's gaze, his lips curled back into a wide grin, longer than average canines glinting in the light and his eyes gleaming with pure, animalistic lust. He continued to keep his eyes locked with hers as he pulled his hand away from Saya's mouth, licking his fingers a few times before he said slowly, “Say my name, Neechan.”

“Jok'ah-shama....” Saya slurred drunkenly between lungfuls of air, her body still having the occasional spasm as she collapsed back against him. “Jo'kah-shama, suh gooood...”

Jokuro let Saya down off his lap to lay her on the seat so she could recover. He smirked down at her form, her amber eyes glazed over, her hard nipples poking through her top and a wet spot growing bigger every few moments as the pussy juices secreted because of her intense orgasm trickled through her panties and down her thighs.

He stood up from his seat and smirked at Saeko, who was now merely inches from him. The blonde fourteen year old leaned forward a tad more and began to speak quietly, all the while his eyes roamed over her large bust that her school shirt could barely contain, “That was only with a couple of my fingers. I hope you’re ready because when we find a safe house, I’m going to fuck your tight little pussy so hard you won’t be able to walk straight for a week.”

When the older girl opened her mouth to say something, that coy smile on her face and eyes full of lust, Jokuro cut her off, “The question isn’t if I can satisfy you when that switch of yours is flipped.” The younger blonde told her, “No, the question you should really be asking is if you can actually come back from when I turn you into a drooling, fucked silly slut that desires my big, hard cock more than anything else.”

She was strangely silent after that, and actually backed off to sit in her seat and look forward towards the rest of the group. Her eyes were quickly masked, as was her expression, but Jokuro saw the cracks; a flicker of lust in her intense blue eyes, her tongue darting out to wetten her full lips, and her hands fingering her sword subtly but very suggestively.

Now that he was satisfied he was ready to give his plan.

“Alright, game plan time. What have you come up with?” He said loudly as he leaned over the seat, crotch covered enough to hide the large wet spot left behind from Saya.

Kohta turned to him, eager grin on his face. “Well, like you said we're in this steel behemoth, with plenty of gas, so we're thinking we can just drive through the zombies, shooting any that get caught on the bumper. The risk is nearly nonexistent for the person shooting up top, someone down her can brace their legs and the Humvee is precisely six and a half feet tall, easily tall enough to keep out of reach!”

Jokuro hated to shoot the plan down, as the older boy was very enthusiastic from it, so he softened the blow. “You're on the right track, but I think it would be better if we had Saeko and myself get out and clear the way. Shizuka, keep behind us at a slow pace, if we run into a horde we can't handle, we'll haul ass back to the Humvee and hop in. then we can just plow through them.”

Seeing Kohta about to protest, and his grip on his gun tightening, Jokuro cut off his complaint by giving him a job too. “Kohta, you can act as look out. Get on top of he Humvee and keep your eyes peeled. If something tries to come up behind us, give us a warning. Don't shoot unless you need to, this thing might be loud, but a gunshot is louder. We don't need any more attention than we're already going to get.”