Mizuhito: In The Storehouse

While they're locked in the storehouse, their passion for each other burns as hot as the flames that are closing in on 🔥them... 🔥

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Yuriko makes her way to the storehouse, the place she hasn't been to since her childhood, with Mizuhito.

The storehouse is located a little ways away from the manor and now it looks much smaller and older, obviously due to the passage of time, compared to the one in her memories.

Yuriko: "I'm amazed you can nap in a place like this, brother..."

Mizuhito: "It's surprisingly comfortable once you get used to it. You should try making frequent trips to the storehouse."

Yuriko: "What for? This isn't exactly a place that anyone visits as often as you do. It's full of dust and dark... And I bet it's freezing here in winter."

She heard that the family heirlooms had been sold off to help the household get by, so she thought the storehouse would be vacant. But when she got to the second floor of the storehouse, she's met with a cramped space with all types of trinkets haphazardly lying around.

She turns around and yes, the place is indeed packed with objects, including wicker clothes hampers and other stuff she can't even name.

Finding something worthy here now sounds like a real challenge.

Yuriko: "Hey, brother? You come here a lot, so you must be familiar with where things are, right?"

Mizuhito: "Actually, no. I'm just as clueless as you are."

Yuriko: "Huh? Well, that's unexpected..."

Looking at his sister's openly discouraged expression, Mizuhito gives her a broad smile and shrugs.

Mizuhito: "What do you expect? I only know that most of the contents of those hampers are kimonos. There are some literary magazines here, but I've read them all."

Yuriko: "Have you seen anything that used to belong to our mother? Her photographs maybe? Or a diary?"

Mizuhito: "I think we will find something if we start searching. But be warned, I have absolutely no idea what stuff is where."

Yuriko: "...I think your prediction is going to come true, brother. I'm going to be visiting this storehouse a lot."

She sighs, already feeling a headache forming. It's going to take who knows how many hours to open all of these hampers. And there's no guarantee that you will find anything important.

Knowing that this is going to be like trying to find a needle in a haystack, her motivation flies out of the window. She racks her brains, trying to come up with a better, more efficient solution.

Mizuhito: "Relax, we can take our time. I mean, I don't see why we have to be hasty."

Yuriko: "That's true, but... I don't know. this is starting to feel a lot like wasting our time doing something that may end in vain."

Mizuhito: "...Why don't we do something that won't feel like a waste of time then?"

Yuriko: "Huh?"

Suddenly, she was hugged from behind.

Yuriko's heart fluttered with excitement as her long, lustrous hair wrapped around her neck.

She felt her brother's secret breathing on her cheek. The scent of that faint love affair heats up the depths of her body.

Yuriko: "B-Brother...?"

Mizuhito: "...Don't worry, even if you raise your voice, no one will be able to hear it outside.”

Yuriko: "I-I don't think so..."

Yuriko was taken aback.

Could it be that her brother brought Yuriko here with the intention of doing this from the beginning?

Was trying to find something just a pretext for this?

When she looked back at her brother with a suspicious look, as expected, he was staring at Yuriko with a pleasant smile on his face.

Yuriko: "Y-You're terrible... brother..."

Mizuhito: "Why? Is it so terrible to want to hug you more?"

Yuriko: "Well, it's not like that, but..."

Mizuhito: "It's fine, isn't it? Or do you hate it...?"

When he asks it in such a sweet voice, Yuriko will definitely not be able to resist her beautiful brother.

However, it was frustrating that she was caught in a trap.

Yuriko involuntarily stares at her brother who always has her at his mercy and she hates it.

Yuriko: "...Only for today."

Mizuhito: "Oh? Why's that?"

Yuriko: "Because I don't want to stay in a place like this for a long time."

Mizuhito: "...Fufu. I see..."

Yuriko's ears turned bright red and looked down, Mizuhito let out an amused chuckle.

Mizuhito: "Oh, of course, just for today. I promise."

"So don't be so sulky, alright...?"

It's times like this that she really feels like he's good at picking on women.

If that was true, she should have been more angry, but for some reason she allowed her brother's tricks.

Is there any woman who can resist this soft, ear-tickling, luscious voice?

She felt her brother's fingers running smoothly on her neck.

Yuriko closed her eyes, feeling close to giving up, to the sign of the sighing that came close.

However, the promise of "only today" that we exchanged at the beginning gradually became meaningless.

At some point, both Yuriko and Mizuto became obsessed with embracing each other in this dark storehouse.

Wearing the lustrous kimono her mother used to wear when she was young, she opened her legs to her brother like a slut.

That perverted situation was more sensual than ever.

Yuriko: “Ah, ah… so good, brother, more…”

Mizuhito: "Oh, that's fine... You like it from behind , don't you? ...When I thrust it deep, it will tighten so well."

Yuriko: "Nn, hmm, ah, because it feels good there, ah, ah."

Mizuhito: "Ku, ah, ha, ah, oh, I can't take it... Ah, I love you, I love you, Yuriko..."

With a posture like an animal crouching on a tatami mat, when she accepts her brother from behind, she is tossed by a helpless pleasure that makes her want to tear the rush.

With each repeated number of times, Yuriko came to understand the taste of love affairs.

At first, she was happy just to connect with her brother, and she wanted to embrace him even if it meant enduring some pain.

But now, the feeling of wanting to get pleasure together is growing.

The pleasure of being embraced by her brother, deeply kissing, rubbing her skin, and being thrusted inside.

It was really comfortable and Yuriko was absorbed in it.

Only at this time, when she was embracing her brother, was she able to forget the sad and painful things that were happening in reality.

And the space of this storehouse had a mysterious and profound atmosphere, like a different world, somehow separated from the world outside.

It may be because, over the years, these plastered walls have been a kind of monstrous thing that has continued to exist over time.

Yuriko: “Mnn, hmm, brother, more…”

Mizuhito: "Ah, of course, I'll give you as much as you want..."

At that time, they hear loud noises right outside of the storehouse's closed door.

The noises are alarming enough for the two of them, who have been engrossed in their love affair, to snap out of it and exchange glances.

Yuriko: "Brother... What was that?"

Mizuhito: "I don't know... I'm going to take a look."

Peeling himself away from Yuriko, Mizuhito fixes his kimono and walks to the entrance.

Yuriko herself pulls the fronts of her kimono to cover her breasts, staring at the back of brother with worry.

They can make all kinds of noises in the storehouse and people outside will barely notice.

Perhaps that's why they were quick to get in each other's way and indulge in daring activities.

Maybe someone heard them— there's always that possibility.

And the two of them must have been so drunk on each other that they failed to be mindful of the noises they made.

Mizuhito: "...?"

Her brother is standing in front of the storehouse door, trying to open it, but there's something off about the gesture.

Mizuhito keeps turning the doorknob. But then he grimaces and turns to Yuriko with a defeated look on his face.

Mizuhito: "...Someone has locked us in. The door won't budge."

Yuriko: "What!?"

Yuriko pales, words die on her tongue.

...Who would lock them inside the storehouse?

Anyone who walked close enough to the door would notice that there were people inside. They couldn't have been locked in by accident.

Yuriko: "What do we do, brother?"

Mizuhito: "We wait. Wait for Fujita to realize that we're missing. Or we can scream. I'm sure Majima will pass by at some point and notice us."

Yuriko: "Hmm..."

Knowing that they may not be able to get out, the lamps of the dim storehouse lose their warmth— they appear spine-chilling instead.

But maybe her brother is right. Someone is bound to notice that they've been locked inside.

Yuriko: "Then wait we will..."

Mizuhito: "Yeah. The window on the second floor is covered with bars, so... this door right here is our only way out."

A heavy silence falls upon them.

They're most definitely not in the mood to continue their love-making anymore.

After fixing the kimono that they have loosened for each other, they weakly lower themselves to sit on the floor. When will someone come to rescue them?

Yuriko: "...Do you know where Fujita could be?"

Mizuhito: "Outside, I guess. And he'll probably be back after dark, Aki will probably come first to cook us dinner."

Yuriko: "But... I wonder if Aki will even pass by the storehouse?"

Mizuhito: "...I don't know. All we can do for now is wait." "You can sleep. If you're cold, there's a lot of kimono inside the hampers. You should wear them."

Yuriko: "Sure... Thank you, brother..."

Summer has passed and the season is turning to autumn. Once the sun sets, the weather becomes a little chilly. And it's even more so inside this storehouse, given that it has no electricity.

However, she must be too anxious because sleep refuses to claim her consciousness.

So the two of them huddle together, leaning against the wall, while waiting for help to come.

...Eventually, the sun sets, sinking below the horizon. The vicinity of the storehouse is engulfed in darkness.

The indistinct glow of the lamps dances over their faces, amplifying the paleness of their anxious features.

Yuriko: "Why is no one coming to save us?"

Mizuhito: "Yeah... And that's odd. The manor should be panicking right now, trying to locate our whereabouts."

Mizuhito says and there's impatience in his usually poised tone.

At that moment, they catch a faint noise filtering in from outside the storehouse.

Mizuhito's reaction is instant– he quickly gets up from his spot.

And then, he runs up to the second floor of the storehouse and opens the heavy window. He grabs onto the bars and looks outside.

Mizuhito: "Hey! Is anyone there!? Hey—"

But he doesn't seem to get any response. She looks up only to see Mizuhito staring intently at something with his fists curled tightly around the bars.

Yuriko: "...Brother? What's wrong?"

Mizuhito: "..."

Mizuhito blinks and snaps the window shut.

His strange behavior spooks Yuriko.

Yuriko: "...Brother?"

Mizuhito walks down the staircase with a blank look on his face.

And then, he kneels down so that he reaches Yuriko's eye level before taking her hands in his and gripping them tightly.

Mizuhito: "...Yuriko. I want you to calm down and listen to me."

Yuriko: "Huh?"

Mizuhito's eyes are glinting with a strange glow. It's an expression Yuriko has seen before and it terrifies her.

The air around them is charged with tension and she can feel it. She doesn't want her brother to continue, but she also doesn't want him to prolong his silence.

But she certainly never expected to hear Mizuhito's next words.

Mizuhito: "...It looks like the manor is on fire."

Yuriko: "!? What!?"

Mizuhito: "The trees around the storehouse are also burning... Soon, we'll be surrounded by a sea of flames."

The gears inside her brain stop. She cannot form a single thought. She cannot form a single thought.

...The manor is burning?

But why? That's impossible.

Yuriko: "But why? What would cause the fire— I don't understand..."

Mizuhito: "Me neither. But... I can say for sure that it's on fire. I caught a glimpse of the fire and... I don't think a fire at that scale was caused by an accident."

Yuriko: "So… whoever trapped us in here, also set the fire?"

Mizuhito: "Very likely, yeah..."

Mizuhito sags down against the wall, powerless.

Mizuhito: "Okey... What should we do now? We can't escape through the window and the door is locked. The wall is too thick for us to destroy..."

Yuriko: "Brother... What will happen to us?"

Mizuhito: "...Storehouses are meant to protect the household's family heirlooms from fires, so I don't think this building will crumble. But..."

Mizuhito looks up at the ceiling, his gaze hollow.

Mizuhito: "If the storehouse is surrounded by fire... I doubt we can get away alive even if we don't get burned in the flames."

Yuriko: "Which means... if we stay here, we will..."

The temperature inside the enclosed warehouse begins to gradually rise.

They can hear the sound of something burning and crumbling outside.

The worst case scenario springs to Yuriko's mind in the blink of an eye and she trembles, clinging to Mizuhito.

Their exposed chests were tough, pressed against each other.

The situation is far from ideal, but her entire body is glistening with the sweat of desire.

...Yuriko and Mizuhito stare into each other's gaze.

Then, they brought their faces closer to each other and violently kissed.

Yuriko: "Ah, ah... Oh, brother..."

Mizuhito: "...Tonight you're the prettiest you've ever been..."

She was pushed down strongly and her chest ached.

Her plumb, rounded breasts are massaged with an unusually violent force.

Even before being touched, her nipples were hard and lumpy.

Mizuhito violently sucked her tip, grabbed her by the waist, and pushed his swollen penis into her vagina.

Yuriko: "Ahhhh!!"

Mizuhito: "Ah...you're so wet...it sounds amazing, Yuriko..."

Yuriko: “Oh, oh, brother is also amazingly big!!”

Mizuhito: "You're so tight... Oh, it feels good, inside you, it's so good..."

Her brother's erection was unusually large and hard.

And his sister was terribly wet inside, and squeezed her brother violently as if he was convulsing.

The inner wall that gave way to her brother was slimy and writhed with appetite as if sucking its entire length.

Her brother let out a sweet sigh and gently sucked his sister's tongue.

Mizuhito: "Ah...Your insides are so happy about my intrusion..." "I don't even have to move... I think I'm going to let you come just by staying still..."

Yuriko: "Oh, brother...I want you so bad..." "Please come... come inside of me... until brother is completely empty... ah!"

Mizuhito: "Ah, alright, I'll give it to you, I'll give it all to you!!" "I'll put everything in you, everything I have!!"

Her older brother moved violently and ferociously, which is unthinkable in normal times.

His little sister let out lewd noises like never before, wrapped her thighs around her brother's waist, and shook her hips with appetite.

A terrible sound of water echoes in the storehouse.

His sister writhed and gasped at the signs of the climax that had already arrived.

Yuriko: "Hey, ah, ah, brother, I, I, I'm about to come!!"

Mizuhito: "Oh, good, good, me too, oh, let's come together, together... Agh!" "Haa, haa, ah, ah, ah!"

In no time her brother ejaculated.

Her womb was pierced violently, and his sister came at the same time.

Deep inside, she felt her brother's warm semen pouring inside.

The feeling made Yuriko burst into hot tears.

Yuriko: "Ah... Brother's things are inside me..."

Mizuhito: "I released it deep inside you... but you haven't had enough yet, have you...?"

Yuriko: "Yeah, more... give me more, brother..."

Mizuhito: "Of course... I'll give you as many times as you want... for the rest of my life...!"

Her brother's need didn't wither even after having come before.

As if imprinting semen into his sister's vagina, he let his hips undulate again.

Yuriko smiled enchantedly as she felt a vague feeling of floating and sweet happiness in the endless pleasure.

Her brother, who was looking at her from above, had the same expression on his face.

Both of them had gentle smiles on their faces.

Yuriko: "Brother...I'm so happy..."

Mizuhito: "Me too... my sweet Yuriko..." "I'll hold you, forever... forever, inside you..."

While madly entwining their tongues and sucking each other's lips, the brother and sister enjoyed a great pleasure that they had never experienced before.

Even though they felt that the area around them was turning into a sea of flames, the two did not stop intertwining.

Eventually, even when their consciousness began to fade, they didn't try to leave.

The end came to their long, long love affair.

There they saw a sure paradise of happiness.

~END~