Sus features were decorated with a red blush on all her cheeks, her eyes illuminated the room as she stroked a hand on her belly. While drinking cold lemonade, Yuri couldn't help but smile softly at his sister's radiant skin. He wanted to make sure Yor was well, not just physically but emotionally too. It had been some time since the siblings spent quality time together due to the busy lives of the Forgers, but today's visit had a special meaning. The house was empty, Anya was at school and Loid at work, which gave them some time to catch up. Then, Yor, he began, how do you feel about everything? You know, becoming a mom. Yor's eyes sparkled with embarrassment; if she could escape this question, she definitely would. She proceeded to blush torpidly and become visibly nervous, before stammering slightly while trying to articulate her emotions, Yo- feeling a little shy discussing such personal matters with her brother. In her nervousness, Yor takes her lemonade glass, her hand trembles slightly. Just when she's about to respond, her fingers slip and the glass falls from her hands. It breaks on the floor and the sound resonates in the air. Yuri gets up quickly, his eyes very wide with concern, and runs to her side. Yor, are you okay? Did you hurt yourself? He exclaims, his concern evident in his voice. Yor gasps in surprise and her cheeks become even redder. Oh God... I'm so sorry, she almost screams, her hands moving everywhere while trying to comically explain her situation, nervous and embarrassed. I didn't mean to do that. Physically unharmed, she assures him: I'm fine, Yuri, really. It's just the glass, I promise. She places a hand on her belly and smiles with a sense of nostalgia as she does so. Yuri breathes deeply and his heart rate gradually returns to normal when he realizes she's fine. He smiles and helps her gently with the cleaning. 'Just be careful, okay? We can't have any accidents, especially with the little one on the way.' She starts picking up the broken pieces while laughing softly: 'You've always been so clumsy. I wonder how you manage to succeed in your job!' She says ironically. 'Hey! You loved the stew I made!' She tries to argue while linking her fingers to her arm, lightly pinching it, which accidentally becomes too forceful when her face distorts with pain. 'Oops! Did I overdo it?' She asks while laughing. My arm will never be the same again! Yuri laughs while frantically rubbing her skin. 'But you'll always be the same Yor, pregnant or not...' she added with a smile that reminded her of her embarrassment. 'About my pregnancy...' she starts to say, finally responding to her question. 'It's incredible, Yuri', she continued. 'I never thought I'd be here, but I'm very excited. And do you know who's even more excited than me? Anya.' The vision of Anya, the small bundle of joy jumping with excitement passed through Yuri's mind while smiling, and the idea that she would become an older sister filled the air with an extra layer of warmth. 'I can only imagine', said Yuri. 'She'll be an incredible older sister, that's for sure.' Yor nodded, her hand resting softly on her stomach. 'You know, it's funny', she reflected. 'I remember when I first met Anya. I never knew I'd end up developing such a strong bond with her... and her father...' She said while her cheeks suddenly flushed and hid her face between her hands. Even thinking about Loid made her heart flutter with butterflies. She was literally pregnant with her baby, yet everything seemed too unreal. She loved her husband too much to let the honeymoon phase pass. 'Now I'll be a mom and she'll be an older sister. It's like life...' He wish he could close the circle again! added to distract herself from her husband's topic.
Yuri smiled, feeling a deep pride for her sister. She had seen her transform into a strong and loving woman, and now she was embarking on this incredible journey of motherhood. Yor, I'm very happy for you, she said sincerely. And I promise to be here in every step of the way to support you and help Anya adapt to her new role as older sister. Tears welled up in Yor's eyes as he extended his hand and hugged his brother, his big belly getting in the way. Fortunately, the hug was light enough and surprised his brother. Thanks, Yuri. That means a lot to me. But when they separated from the hug, Yuri's observant eye caught something unusual peeking out from behind Yor's shirt. As it was designed, his blouse rested on his arms, exposing some skin on his pale back. She extended her hand softly and tapped with her finger what seemed to be a tattoo near his scapula. Hey, Yor, what's that? -she asked, awakening her curiosity. The sister's cheeks instantly flushed and instinctively tried to pass her shirt over the mysterious mark, but only drew more attention to it. Oh, that? She stammered, a nervous laugh escaping her lips. You must be seeing things, Yuri. But Yuri wasn't easily deterred. Definitely she had seen something and now her curiosity was piqued. The way she glimpsed seemed unmistakable. I'm sure I saw something. What is it? Her brother's persistence only made Yor more nervous. Memories of the truth behind this tattoo simply flew through her head as she tried to keep calm. She hesitated for a moment and her blush deepened. Finally, she laughed nervously and admitted: Okay, okay. It's a little surprise I got for Loid-san's birthday. A tattoo. Yuri's eyes opened in surprise and shock. 'Is a tattoo? Did you get one? While pregnant?' She quickly shook her head and stuttered: 'Oh no, Yuri, don't worry! I got this tattoo months before getting pregnant. It has nothing to do with that'. Yuri, somewhat relieved by her response, still couldn't help but wonder about the meaning of the tattoo. 'Seriously? What made you decide to get it?' She thought of many things to say to avoid his question, but found nothing. 'Well, it was something special I wanted to do. A little surprise for my husband'. She downplayed its importance. 'Oh, wasn't that your birthday four months ago? That's exactly how long you've been pregnant, right?' Yuri asked. Yor felt like she'd been caught with her hands in the cookie jar. She didn't reveal the complete story behind the tattoo, but her vision began to blur, get excited and feel a tingling sensation in her pussy as her mind now focused on memories from the previous months. A flashback of the day everything happened passed through her head. She had just gotten back home after getting a beautiful and colorful queen of hearts tattoo. She could still feel and remember clearly how her heart raced with excitement thinking about the surprise she had reserved for Loid's next birthday. She had been looking at this specific tattoo for some time. It all started when she saw an article about the meaning of different card queens. What caught her attention was the queen of hearts, and she couldn't stop thinking about it in the days that followed. A queen of hearts tattoo would symbolize her dedication and love for her white husband, her only wish for him and his cock. How could she not do it? She could feel herself being a fan of him like an adolescent, kicking with excitement every time he prepared food or took care of Anya like a good father. He was kind and affectionate with her, his Asian wife, which moved her heart and He made her realize how much she loved her white husband. She would refer to herself as the property of whites and wanted him to know how dedicated she was to it.
She had been preparing for this for a while, so she came home with some things in her hand and entered her bedroom quietly, with a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She carefully arranged flower petals on her neatly made bed, creating a beautiful and fragrant view as she added some lit candles to the nightstands. She quickly changed and got into bed, feeling a tingling sensation in her recent tattoo on her shoulder blade, a reminder of the dedication and love it represented. She couldn't wait to see Loid's joyful expression when he discovered her sincere birthday gift. With each passing moment, her excitement grew and she closed her eyes, imagining the joyful surprise that awaited her beloved husband. She rolled over onto her flat stomach, her elegant figure dressed in sexy red lace lingerie that hugged her active, rounded breasts beautifully, making her soft tits seem even more appetizing than they already were, her long hair contrasting with her pale skin and radiant beauty as always. She wanted to stay in this position, leaning forward so he could see the tattoo as soon as he entered the room, and waited patiently while biting her lips. While waiting in that tiny outfit, she could feel a gentle breeze blowing on her sensitive pussy that was already hungry and needy for her white husband, moving her rear end in the air. Her anticipation grew with each passing second, and as she began to get impatient, she heard the familiar sounds of the front door creaking open and Loid's soft, rhythmic footsteps approaching her dimly lit bedroom. She couldn't help but let out small cries of excitement from her lips, smiling from ear to ear while adjusting her slender and beautiful curvy figure with an Asian descent, arching her back even more, straightening her shoulders to emphasize the Tattoo. The door creaked open and there was Loid, his typical serene expression giving way to a mix of surprise and curiosity when his eyes landed on the surprising heart queen tattoo on Yor's trapezius. He couldn't help but stop at the door, his gaze fixed on the stunning design. A silent silence floated in the air, filled with anticipation, as Yor responded to Loid's expression of amazement with a soft smile. She knew he had noticed and was ready to explain the meaning of her bold gesture. Loid finally found his voice, his words almost breaking when he felt a wave of heat envelop his body. 'Yor, is that a tattoo?' he asked with enthusiasm, never taking his eyes off the captivating image etched on her skin. It looked so beautiful in the dim light, most of her exposed to him while only hiding her sensitive areas beneath her lace lingerie. She left enough space for imagination, allowing him to reach an excited state by imagining her completely naked. Yor's smile widened and slowly got up from the bed, her heart pounding with love. She approached him, taking slow but concentrated steps, her long and thick legs tensing in anticipation while she stood before him in the dimly lit room. Her voice, soft and full of emotion, carried the weight of her words. 'It's a symbol of my dedication and love for you, Loid-San', she began, her eyes fixed on his. 'Do you know what a heart queen means? No?' She asked while observing his comprehending expression. 'I received it as a surprise birthday gift to show you how much you mean to me'. To see him escape from his plump and rosy lips. He extended his hand to touch the tattoo softly, tracing the lines with his fingers as if confirming it was real. 'Can you tell me what it symbolizes again?' He asked in an attempt to get her to explain. She smiled. 'The queens of hearts are for girls like me; those who love being owned by white men'. She said as if not making it too obscene, but Loid knew her intentions. It seemed interested: 'White men? What do we have that you, the most sexy Asian woman I've ever seen, would want?' He asked while placing a hand on her cheek, his thumb going to her skin and lightly caressing it.
He breathed heavily, almost sighing with comfort and a little timidity. “I would like to belong to men with white virtues like you. Simply... I love your large and thick white cock so much that I had to tattoo it on my skin. Moved beyond words, Loid wrapped Yor in a sincere hug. Their bodies pressed together and at that intimate moment, they shared the depth of their love and mutual need, expressed not only through the ink on Yor's skin but also through the unspoken words, through the way their bodies reacted to their proximity. As he hugged Yor tightly against him, she could already feel a hard-on poking at the bottom of her stomach, pulsating against her as she shuddered with heat. “Do you know how wrong you've gotten it right now?” Loid asked, which increased Yor's curiosity. “What did I do?” She asked when she felt a hand suddenly wandering across her lower back, already playing with the corded strings of her panties and sliding to touch one of her buttocks with her hand. Taking handfuls, he massaged his flesh, caressing it as if it were the most precious toy. “You knew this would excite me. In fact, you did everything for me to be desperate for your body. I think you know and can feel it. You can feel how my body yearns for yours...” He said while his hard-on pressed harder against her and she screamed in surprise. “Mmhm… Then what are you going to do about it? Are you going to reclaim my body? To show me that you're my owner?” Yor asked, suddenly becoming bolder, which pleased Loid. He only responded with a smile that showed everything he had in mind. In a second, Yor was already lying on the bed, petals scattered everywhere while he floated over her as she screamed in surprise. Her face disappeared into the curve of his neck, smelling her sweet aroma and depositing kisses all over her soft skin that hurt. With great impact. With love marks that stained her neck, she passed to her protruding breast, which was sticking out of her bra, and advanced a little more, trying to admire the way she held her breasts in such an astonishing manner before immediately playing with the straps. 'This color looks so beautiful on you, Yor', she said as she let the bra strap fall onto her shoulder, and suddenly grabbed one of her tits with her hands. Taking handfuls of her flesh, she made sure to memorize the sensation of her tender skin while she began to moan, clutching his neck as he savored her. She separated her legs with her knees, placing herself right in the middle while continuing forward. Yor clung to his red hair, her nails digging into the back of his neck as she bit her lip, knowing that her white man was just between her thighs, so close to the source of heat that was her pussy, getting hotter and hotter. Every touch of him on her skin, every hot breath landing on her, all came together to form the most intimate and passionate sex they had ever had. At that moment, Yor couldn't think of anything else but her husband's great cock, and she brought a hand to her work pants that were tightening her crotch. Her finger slid over the fabric, laughing at how compressed it seemed in her clothes, rubbing it lightly while moaning against his skin. She felt as hard as a rock under his touch, her cock seemed to be growing at an alarming rate, about to burst through her clothes. Lowering her head, she wrapped her mouth around one of her wife's Asian nipples, licking the hardened rose-colored buds with passion while caressing the other, growling as she accelerated her hand over her dressed crotch. Even she was getting impatient, and in a snap of fingers, he had already undone his pants and boxers, his white monster jumping out of its cage like it had been waiting to do so for A lot of time. His cock was enormous, the pallor of his skin only accentuating the reddening of his swollen tip that was already dripping with so much pre-seminal liquid that Yor wished she could lick it. Unfortunately for her, Loid was so interested in sucking her tits like a hungry child that he couldn't even move, frozen in place as he moaned against her. She held her axis in her hand, feeling the way it pulsed between her fingers as he shuddered under her touch, leaving her tits alone for a second to catch her breath.
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