Chapter 97: No... Don’t Stop
Driven by curiosity, Anna quietly got up and tiptoed towards the kitchen.
She wasn’t wearing slippers, worried she’d be heard.
Of course, it wasn’t just about Angie catching her peeking. Her main concern was that making a noise might startle the man inside and make him go soft.
Anna had always felt a deep sense of indebtedness towards her older sister.
Now that her sister had finally found a man to experience the pleasures of being a woman, if Anna’s sudden appearance scared him soft and interrupted her sister’s bliss, her guilt would be even greater.
A distance that normally took a few steps now took her over half a minute.
Peeking from the kitchen doorway, the sight of Angie slumped on the floor, pleasuring herself, immediately filled Anna’s vision.
She didn’t see the man she had imagined, but she did catch a glimpse of the video on the phone on the floor.
Not only was the video playing, but the sound was on as well.
The sounds of her and Chenyang’s conversation were clearly audible.
The scene of the two of them entwined together continuously played before both sisters’ eyes.
The intensely passionate scene thrilled Angie. She imagined herself as the woman in the video, her fingers moving ceaselessly between her legs while her other hand kneaded her full breasts, causing them to change shape.
While Anna had been walking over, Angie had already unbuttoned her blouse.
As the fabric slipped from her smooth shoulders, her full breasts were suddenly exposed to the air.
They were a size smaller than Anna’s, but more exquisite and beautiful.
Moreover, they were a splayed shape, completely different from Anna’s.
Her peaks were firm, pointing slightly outwards.
Her small hand kneaded them forcefully, leaving red marks on the pale, tender skin.
A few minutes of self-pleasure intensified the feeling of blissful relief.
The soft moans from her lips gradually grew louder.
"So good... I’ve never felt this good... Harder, fuck me faster."
"Oh~ I want more, fuck me hard..."
"I’m so jealous of Nana, finding a man as powerful as you. You’re amazing. I love this feeling so much."
Her bewitching voice, seductive and wanton, stirred something within Anna as she watched from afar, her pretty face changing its expression.
She had actually seen Angie pleasuring herself many times before.
But this time felt completely different.
There was some excitement from peeking at such a stimulating scene.
And some thrill from seeing this other side of her sister.
There were also feelings of shame and jealousy.
The shame was because of the video on the phone.
She had mentioned to Chenyang before about the three of them having fun together.
But talking about it and doing it were two different things.
And being seen while she and Chenyang were doing *that* gave her the strange feeling of being the one spied on.
It was like being caught during a secret affair; she wanted to hide, but she was in the midst of pleasure and couldn’t bear to.
At the same time, she worried the peeper would use it to threaten her.
Her sister Angie would never threaten her, of course, but having her sister find out about this beforehand still left her with mixed feelings.
As for the jealousy, that came from sensing that Angie was fantasizing about Chenyang.
Even if it was just a fantasy, she still felt a pang of jealousy, as if her boyfriend was being stolen.
’Bad sister... to think you have these kinds of thoughts about Chenyang.’
’Oh, no, my sister isn’t bad. She’s a normal woman. She has needs, just like me. She wants to be cherished by a man. After all this time, Chenyang is probably the only powerful man she’s seen. It would be impossible for her not to be moved.’
After complaining a bit in her heart, Anna’s earlier resolve only grew stronger.
Although sharing Chenyang with her sister made her a little jealous...
...but ensuring both sisters could be happier was far more important than her own bit of jealousy.
With this in mind, Anna stepped out from the corner and walked into the kitchen.
Angie, immersed in her pleasurable haze, was completely unaware of Anna’s approach.
She didn’t even react when Anna reached out her hand.
Nearing the crucial moment, the rhythm of her fingers quickened.
But she was delicate and weak, and her hand was gradually starting to ache.
She felt she was just about to reach the peak, but suddenly she couldn’t muster the strength.
It was like being with a man, just about to climax, when he suddenly finished.
It left her hanging, unable to go up or down—an infuriating and unsatisfying feeling.
"Ah... faster..."
"I want it so bad... damn fingers... If only it were really Chenyang’s tool instead."
"Fill me completely, fuck me hard... ah~"
Just as she was pulling her fingers out in frustration, muttering resentfully, Anna suddenly reached over. One hand pressed against the little nub, while the fingers of her other hand slipped silently inside.
Perhaps it was because there were two fingers, or perhaps it just felt different with another person.
The moment they began to move, the fading pleasure suddenly returned, twice as strong.
A numbing tingle instantly erupted from below, making Angie let out a loud, comfortable moan.
But amidst this pleasure, the sudden appearance of the fingers also caught her attention.
When she looked up and saw Anna, who had appeared from nowhere, panic flooded her pretty face.
"Nana, you... ah... don’t... let go of me... ahh, I’m so embarrassed, let go of your sister, I..."
"Sis, let’s get you happy first. We can talk about other things later."
"I don’t... No, just let go... ahh, I... I can’t... I’m... coming! I’m coming~"