World of Women - World of Women – V5 – Chapter 17

“Guare islands, you’ve been great! I’ll get you pregnant next time!” I declared in a grand voice, while feeling like a small piece of me died.

I left the stage, shuddering slightly at some of the cringy words I was forced to say. Is this what the youth of today is into? It truly felt like a decline in our civilization. Or maybe I was just getting old.

I let out a sigh as I was surrounded by various people. They were excitedly telling me about how great my performance was. I think there was the leader of the country there doing a photoshoot. Others were shaking my hand while trying to suck up. There were naturally tons of guards protecting me. I felt particularly secure because Kemala and Brianna were there.

It wasn’t long until I was sitting at a table. One by one, girls who paid the right price were allowed to come in and greet me. Due to the security risk, only one could come at a time and they would need to pass a metal and magic detector first. Once they were clean, they were finally allowed to sit across from me.

“Uh, hey…”

“H-hey…hehehe” She responded, curling her hair around her finger while giggling.

That’s how she decided to spend her minute. A minute was all they got, or no one would be able to see me. As far as how much the ticket cost for that minute, I was told that it was better if I didn’t know.

“You remind me of my father.” Another girl stated.

“I am a man, after all.” I coughed.

“Want to fuck?”

No, thank you.”

“Tcht, exactly like my father.”

Girl after girl was brought in. Some of the girls just wanted to take a picture with me or have me sign something. There was purchasable memorabilia and a photographer at the ready. How people decided to use their minutes was up to them. I was expecting to sign posters or books and answer a few questions, so I was a bit surprised how many girls wanted me to sign their chests. At least one girl said she would go and get it tattooed later so that I would permanently own her.

I heard devotions of love, offers for sex, and even more. One girl pulled up her skirt and asked me if her pussy was tight. The other girls at her school told her she had a flabby pussy, and she felt like only a man was qualified to assess. With a glove on, I fingered her for a few minutes and then wrote a quick paragraph like I was giving a doctor’s note that she was, in fact, very tight.

Every experience wasn’t completely positive.

“Men should just die.”

“Then how will women continue?” I asked awkwardly when this tattooed woman with piercings and blue hair walked in.

“We’re almost there with like science and magic. We don’t need a Y chromosome anyway, so if we can put two women we’ll make more women. Men are like a decade from being obsolete anyway.”

“Did you pay so much just to tell me that?” I asked in exasperation.

“I just want you to understand your place. These girls just don’t know how good pussy is. Lipstick for life, fucker.” She ended by putting a V in front of her mouth and sticking out her tongue, which was the equivalent of giving people the finger in this culture.

“Can we try to avoid any more lipstick lesbians,” Kemala complained once the woman left.

“S-sorry, we try to vet them, but some occasionally get through.” The coordinator, who looked a bit like a dyke herself, explained.

The next girl came in and sat down.

“Uh, hi…”

She continued to stare at me. I sat there, twiddling my thumbs. She barely even blinked. A minute passed by very slowly.

“Um, bye.”

She got up and walked away.

I had three hundred people to see. It could have been more, but we limited them to that many. This meant that besides breaks, I had five hours of this. The time passed by slowly. I was attacked three times, twice by people who could be called fans, and once by a WRA that snuck through. Suffice it to say, I had started to become increasingly wary as every girl’s motives weren’t particularly clear.

By the time I saw the last person, it was practically the next morning. I was nearly dead. I couldn’t keep my eyes open, and I felt Kemala helping me walk to the car. At this point, things had settled down. There wasn’t a particularly big crowd waiting for us and the security was able to keep them at bay. I had also told Kemala a bit about what had happened earlier. The event manager had apologized profusely, and the performer had been kicked out of the event. Afterward, Kemala promised to remain by my side so no more surprises would happen.

When I woke up the next morning, she was still there. Kemala was in bed with me, still holding me as if I dragged her down when I flopped into bed, and she didn’t dare move and risk disturbing me. I opened my eyes to see her lying there, using her phone to silently discuss things with our next venue.

“We’re on the airship,” I asked, trying to remember the flashes of events from the previous night.

“Yes, we have already begun our journey to Stoana. They’re not that far from the Guare islands, but for various reasons once we pass the mountains, the temperature drops considerably. We should arrive before the end of the day. You may continue to sleep until then.”

“You’re incredible sometimes.” I smiled, looking up at her as she continued to work, even while speaking to me.

Her dark cheeks turned color a bit. “Sir, we’ve long since passed the time when you need to seduce me.”

“Sir…” I smirked. “You know, there was a time you used to call me big brother.”

Her cheeks colored a bit more. “That was a long time ago. Given my position working under you as an assistant, Sir is a bit more appropriate.”

“Mm… now that you mention it, it has been a bit since you’ve last worked under me.”

“Don’t you start!” She slapped my chest playfully. “I’m very busy. If you’re in the mood, I can bring you Brianna or Syph.”

“Brianna and Syph have no right to call me big brother.” I grinned, pulling her under me.

She let out a cry, nearly dropping her phone. “Perhaps, I should find one of your sisters instead?”

“You’re the only sister I have at the moment.” I grinned as I pulled her hands up over her head. “Come on, say it.”

She bit her lip and then looked up at me through her eyelashes. “B-big brother.”

Just those words were enough to make my cock rock hard. Did that mean I was a pervert? It was hard to say. Playing with your siblings in this world wasn’t too odd at all, and countless women were half-siblings. In the case of Kemala, she wasn’t even biologically my sister, but I had once been her brother, and for some time after she had continued to call me big brother. I couldn’t remember when that had stopped, but I found myself preferring it when she called me that.

I still had a lot of stress from dealing with the venue earlier, so I needed to vent it. Kemala was the girl who was there to help me vent. My lips gently found her own. She let out a small sigh and leaned into the kiss, allowing me to deepen it. I loved her kisses. It was why I often got her to give me them.

She made a small noise against my lips and pulled back from the kiss. Her eyes were half-lidded and there was a hint of a flush on her cheeks.

I took a deep breath. If she could get me hard just by saying those words, imagine how hot I would be if she did it. I let go of her hands and trailed them down to her chest. I steadily unbuttoned her blouse, allowing her chest to slowly be revealed one button at a time. She was wearing a bra that could be opened from the front, just as I liked it. I undid the clasp, and the material flew open, revealing the brown melons beneath.

Her nipples were dark brown and erect. Her breasts were quite a bit larger than they had been when she was fourteen. She had grown into a woman just as beautiful and as enticing as her mother. Without putting the pair next to each other, it’d be hard to say which had larger boobs. My fingertips found her nipples and she let out a soft cry.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at the reaction. “You always were sensitive with your nipples.” I leaned forward and took one of them in my mouth.

She gasped at the sensation and threaded her fingers through my hair. I suckled at her breast, while one hand cupped and fondled the other. I then pulled off with a light pop, before turning my attention to the other breast.

She continued to grip my hair as I teased and mouthed at her breast. “S-sir…”

“Call me big brother.” I reminded her chidingly.

“B-brother.” She looked down in embarrassment.

We had been through a lot together, and few things could embarrass her these days. Even if I felt her up publicly, she wouldn’t react too much. Yet, something about calling me brother had caused her to act extremely shy, and it inflamed the lust inside me. I loved hearing her like that,  her nervousness became my excitement. My tongue traced the sensitive bud, while one hand went down her suit pants and found the front of her panties. I could feel the wetness through the cloth, and she let out a gasp as my fingertips brushed over her clit.

“Ahn, brother!” She gasped, her back arching slightly.

I felt a smile form on my face. “That’s right. I’m your big brother, and I’m going to show you how much I care.”

I pulled her panties aside and ran a single fingertip up and down her slit, enjoying her gasps and cries.

She mewled and whimpered, her hips grinding against my hand. “Ahn! Big brother, please.”

I removed my hand and began pulling at the clothing separating us. It was a struggle to get her out of her pants and panties, but once I managed, my eyes widened at the sight of her beautiful, exposed body. Her breasts were large and round, her skin brown. Her pussy lips were already swollen and slick, and her brown nipples stood erect.

“Big brother, please.” She begged, her voice soft. “I need you in me.”

I smirked, and gripped my cock, guiding it to her slit. My eyes widened slightly as I entered her, surprised at just how wet she was. Her pussy felt so warm and wet around me, and she let out a cry as I began to thrust into her.

She cried out with each thrust, her voice becoming higher pitched. She dug her fingernails into my shoulders and clung to me. Her legs wrapped around my waist, trying to pull me deeper inside her. I felt myself grow harder as I thrust into her.

Her cries became more pronounced as I went deeper. I could tell from the way her voice broke that she was getting close, and I had a desire to bring her to completion. I grabbed one of her legs, and hooked it around my shoulder, while the other leg remained wrapped around my waist. This way, I could go deeper. Her cries became a little louder, her grip on me tightening.

I growled, “Are you gonna cum for me, sis?”

Her voice was higher than I had ever heard it before. “Aaahn! B-big brother, yes! I’m almost there!”

“Good.” I reached up and pinched her nipple, and she cried out. “Then cum for me.”

I leaned forward and captured one of her nipples in my mouth, suckling at it.

She gasped, and cried out, her body arching off the bed. “Aaaah!”

She squeezed down tight around me as she came. Her fingernails dug into my back and her legs tightened around me, holding me to her as her pussy clenched around me. Her cries of ecstasy filled my ears. I groaned, feeling her orgasm, and thrust into her hard. I released my load, spraying inside her. My thrusts slowed down as we both rode out our climax together.

I took a deep breath and pulled out of her, the wet noises from her pussy audible. I looked over at my sister, who had her eyes closed. Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing. I licked my lips and smiled, pleased. “Thank you, Kemala.”

She was still breathing heavily as she responded. “I should be the one thanking you. I enjoyed it very much.”

I laid down and then Kemala snuggled next to me. I decided once I recovered, I was going to go again. Yet, despite my best efforts, I fell back asleep.

When my eyes opened, I was standing in front of the demon castle once again. I couldn’t help but let out a curse.

“Fuck. I’m here again.”

If this was a normal dream, I wouldn’t have cared. However, the last time I had this dream, I had run into Jenji. I didn’t know why she showed up in my dream, but she had seemingly managed to find me through it. That was when the shadow people had attacked. I didn’t want to do it again and risk being attacked a second time.

I was standing in a mountainous terrain covered with snow. Although I hadn’t arrived yet, I had a feeling that this was Stoana. Why did the area seem to be wherever I was going? I couldn’t guess. Either way, I didn’t want to give that wretched woman clues on where I was. I closed my eyes, hoping that by not seeing, I wouldn’t give anything away.

As for the demon castle, I decided that the best action was for me to not enter it. If I didn’t look for trouble, then trouble wouldn’t find me. That’s what I was thinking. I immediately sat down where I had appeared and crossed my arms. I tried meditating, wishing I was awake, or even pinching myself. I could feel the pain from my pinch, and nothing I did was able to wake me back up. Even sitting there with my eyes closed, this dream seemed to continue.

“So, it’s here.” I heard a distant voice echoing through the snowy mountains.

I tried to ignore the sound, but the voice sounded familiar and I couldn’t help but open my eyes. The demon castle was still there. Its location hadn’t changed, nor had I. There was also no one else present.

“Should we tell Clyburn about this?”

“Eh? Your boyfriend? Why? Tell him this, tell him that, if you’re so in love with him, why don’t you just stay with him.”

“Don’t be like that, Lilith. I promised I’d stay by your side for the rest of my life. I’ll keep that promise. Besides… why do I detect a hint of panic when I mentioned Clyburn.”

“Panic? What Panic? I’m the Demon Lord Lilith! I fear no man!”

“Hehe, I wouldn’t say it’s fear you’re feeling.”

“M-me in Clyburn? We have nothing to do with each other!”

“You both absorbed the inheritances. Doesn’t that make you bonded by fate?”

“I absorbed an inheritance. He… I don’t know what Clyburn did. His inheritances… they were seemingly turned into dust.”

“I see…”

“And if I ever did… w-with Clyburn. My inheritance would be destroyed too. Then, I never would have been able to find the last inheritance. See?”

“I never said anything about doing it…”

“Y-you…”

I followed their voices as they spoke. They sounded like they were moving away, becoming more muffled. As I moved to the side, I finally saw that on the edge of a mountain, two people were walking down a mountain trail. It seemed to be leading into a side entrance of the castle. Of course, I recognize the pair. It had been some time since I had seen either of them. They didn’t even come to my birthday party. Lilith and Mia, were perhaps the only two people beyond Ash and Rebecca who truly accepted my words when it came to the demon conspiracy stuff.

Unlike me, they had dedicated their lives to hunting the final legacy and ending the demon scourge. While I had fooled around and played politics, they had traveled the world having adventures on their quest to find that final piece. In many ways, I could say I was even a bit jealous of their lives. Compared to my life of simplicity, they had lived the life I would have liked.

As I watched and listened to them, quickly realized they were heading into the demon castle. I immediately started bolting toward them.

“Wait! Stop.” I shouted.

The girls didn’t seem to hear me. They continued cluelessly, walking through the side door that was mysteriously open. The door began to close as soon as they walked through. By the time I got there, it had shut with an audible snap. I tried to open it, but the door was locked tight.

“It’s too late.” I heard Jenji’s familiar voice behind me. “They’ve already fallen into my trap!”

I spun around just as my eyes snapped open. I sat up in my bed. I was covered in sweat, even though the dream had me in such a cold place. I was still on the airship and in my bed. Kemala had left at some point while I was asleep. A light knock on the door caught my attention.

“Yes?”

“Sir, we’ve arrived in Stoana.” Brianna’s voice came through the door.

I let out a sigh. Just a few more locations, and then I can finally put an end to it.