The Omnistore System

Emma shook her head, trying to shake off all the thoughts that cwith it. "I was just babbling, don't worry about it," she said, grabbing his hands and placing them on her breasts. "You can touch them however you like. I said we won't be doing any sex, it's just touch, so it's fine..." She continued, but then asked with confusion, "But can't you masturbate?"

Kevin wished inwardly that she wouldn't ask this question, as he really didn't have a good answer for it. Out of the many excuses he could have used, he opted for the simplest and perhaps the most believable one.

Looking down at her chest, avoiding her gaze, he answered, "I tried, but I wasn't able to finish. My penis would go limp after a while... The one I just had before was the first after a week..."

Emma nodded in understanding, surprising Kevin. With pity in her voice, she said, "You must be in a lot of pain, you poor thing."

This realization also surprised him. He couldn't help but notice how easily his aunts intentions could be diverted; a little distraction, and she was completely sidetracked. He smirked inwardly at this discovery and shifted his hands from her breasts to her waist as he continued speaking.

"It was bearable, but I won't ask for it again..." he said, his tone casual but with a hint of gratitude.

"You don't have to. I'm here for you," she replied, and Kevin couldn't help but notice how well she responded to expressions of sympathy.

So, while keeping her distracted, his hand gradually moved down from her waist to her buttocks. He kept talking to maintain the distraction.

"And I'm really thankful for that," he said, his voice steady as his hand finally reached her buttocks. Surprised, she glanced back at her buttocks, but Kevin spoke quickly.

"Just like I asked you for help, you can always ask me, you know that, right?"

She turned to look at him, a hint of anger in her expression as she spoke. "Yeah, you're right, but..."

"No 'buts,' just ask..." he interrupted, squeezing her butt a bit more firmly.

Distracted by his touch, Emma nodded and said, "I will..."

Kevin leaned forward at her response, surprising her with a kiss on her cheek. In the smotion, he squeezed her butt a bit tighter and subtly lowered her panties. "Thanks. Now, could you squeeze your thighs a bit tighter?"

Emma nodded and squeezed her thighs together, while Kevin matched her speed, squeezing her buttocks together. They had the soft texture of Maria's, but lacked the fullness. Yet, they were still ample enough that one piece was too big to be grabbed by two hands together.

She seemed to have forgotten about his hand on her buttocks, or perhaps she didn't care, as she let him mold them into different shapes while she moved her hips back and forth. Breathing a bit heavier, she grabbed his hips more tightly and pressed her chest against his as she increased her speed.

'He really needs my help,' she thought with excitement. Initially, she had ssuspicion that he might be lying to her, but now that suspicion had lessened, and she felt genuinely happy that he needed her help.

Unbeknownst to her, this happiness stemmed from more than just satisfaction at helping him—it was arousing. Her nipples had begun to harden, and her vaginal lips were moistening. In all this excitement, Kevin hadn't yet used his Yin-raising hands, as he had forgotten about them when she questioned his respect for her.

Kevin also didn't seem to notice her growing arousal, or he might have guessed that she had a rather unusual fetish. It's called dependency arousal, and to put it simply, speople, like Emma, get turned on when they feel needed by someone.

Emma herself wasn't aware of this, and she might never be. However, the happiness she felt from helping others, and in Kevin's case, helping him masturbate and orgasm, was a clear indication that she had it. Now, she was also getting aroused just by thinking about it, confirming it fully.

As Emma becincreasingly excited, she didn't even notice Kevin slipping his hand inside her panties. The rhythmic motion of her hips, gliding back and forth, brought a delicious friction against Kevin's throbbing manhood, nestled snugly between her quivering thighs.

Her hand rested behind his waist, hugging him tightly, while her chest was fully pressed against his, her hard nipples brushing against the fabric of his clothes, growing even harder with each passing moment.

Her face was pressed against his shoulder, breathing heavily down his neck as her arousal continued to increase. With each movement, she felt a surge of pleasure coursing through her body, igniting her senses and driving her desire further. In this heightened state of arousal, she was completely lost in the moment, consumed by the intense sensations and the intoxicating rush of pleasure.

To Emma, it felt like happiness as she noticed the increased wetness between her folds, attributing it to her sweat. However, Kevin seemed to notice the sudden change in her and grinned widely, enjoying the lewdness of the situation. He didn't know why it happened, but he didn't care; it just made things more exciting.

His hand rested on her nearly naked buttocks, her panties almost completely down, revealing her slightly hairy anus, similar to Maria's. As he spread her buttocks wider, her anus becmore visible, tempting him to explore further. He would have been enchanted by the sight if the position allowed, but he contented himself with playing with her butt cheeks, heightening his arousal. At the stime, he subtly attempted to move his finger toward her anus, finding it easier to reach than her vagina in their current position, without making it too obvious.

Feeling Emma's exhaustion, Kevin halted his movements midway and gently suggested she take a break. "You look tired, aunty," he remarked, noticing her sweaty brow. Emma shook her head in denial, but Kevin, placing his hand back on her waist, wasn't convinced. "Lettake charge now," he said softly, his voice tinged with concern.