The first order of business was to remove our yukatas in the changing room and get into the onsen. A fair enough task...if I wasn't being ogled by Saitou-san...or gawking at Mari-san. Everyone else seemed to find it easy to strip themselves bare in an instant. Hana-chan nearly ripped off her hadajuban to my surprise. I wanted to scold her to act like a proper lady but her excitement was over the roof...She was having fun and I didn't want to be the mean older sister that ruins her family trip...

"Is everyone ready?"

My mom asked, being the second one wrapped in a pure white towel besides Hana-chan. At this rate, I would be last and everyone would become aware that I was...watching them get undressed. So I settled for seeing Mari-san's lush white back before I turned away and untied my hash...

I had to remove my glasses but if I'm close enough I won't have to strain my eyes to see others. Using my contacts in the onsen would be a bad idea. So, for the first time in a while, I stepped out into the onsen without glasses. It wasn't as blurry as I thought everything would be, thankfully...

 

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“And here we are!”

 

 

 

Saitou-san stretched her arms at the magnitude of the bath. With bronze rock formations casting their magnificent glamor across the room, steam lightly flowing atop the water, and washing stations on the side, it was certainly the largest onsen I’ve ever seen. So, this is the place that the hand over fist rich frequent? No wonder Saitou-san’s home was like a mansion. We all unwrapped our towels exposing our feminine parts to the open-air now. Gently, we lied our towels on a bench so they'd be nice and dry when we got out.

“Oh my god! Saitou-san, this is amazing!”

Mom jeered as she clapped her hands together.

“Nakagawa-san, let me show you the view over here.”

Mom followed Saitou-san now leaving the four of us. I couldn’t lie…I was having a difficult time looking at a few people here...knowing my feelings now wouldn't it be natural for me to...explore a little?

“So, are you two going to wash each other?”

Mari-san teased as she approached me and Hana-chan. Now with a full-frontal exposure, my blood began to race through my body causing me to grow a tad dizzy. Her small breasts rounded just right as she stepped forwards. Those shapely hips raced from side to side causing me to veer my gaze away from her. This was the body of...someone I was emotionally attracted to...and certainly physically...

“Mom! I have dibs on Onee-san already!”

Hana-chan held me tight, cutting my gawking of my stepmother. Her small breast pushed up against my side. When I took a bath with her that time we came home together, her chest were just as small then and now. However, they felt nice. Perky but…nice.

“What are you thinking, Madoka?! That's Hana-chan...your little sister!”

I screamed internally. Exploring your sexuality is one thing...but I learned from the incident with Saitou Risa-san how bad it could be. So, I needed to calm my mind and enjoy this time with my family. 

“Onee-san, tell mom that you’re mine!”

“Yours?! Hana-chan, why are you treating me like I’m a product?”

Saya-san giggled.

“It’s nice seeing sisters get along.”

I turned to her as they both eyed our banter. Her figure was…slightly larger than her older sister. Although her body wasn’t as refined as Saitou-san, Saya-chan had a tidbit of fat that made her body look cushy…If I had to be honest…her tummy was oddly adorable.

But then there was the one who…I was still most afraid yet excited to see. She giggled on the side with that sweet, tender voice of hers that could disguise as an angel's. Mari-san approached again...the boiling hot in my stomach wouldn't simmer down. 

“Yeah, I’m glad they have each other, Saitou-san.”

So, I faced up to my fears and turned to Mari-san in full bloom now. Baring it all to the world like a wild lion, her body was like a sculpture crafted with absolute beauty. From the slender white neck to her lush collarbone…to the round breast that I found just the right size…even though they were a little smaller than mine. Her stomach had a tiny lip to it that…I adored and wanted to poke.

Only then did I realize that…Mari-san’s face was slightly pinkish as she was…looking at me too.

“Saya! Come with me so I can wash your back!”

Saitou-san called out.

“Mari! Over here, honey!”

Mom followed by calling for her lover. It seemed like it was going to be just how I predicted it. Mom will wash Mari and I will wash Hana-chan…

It’s the most appropriate conclusion anyway…Even though I…wanted to certainly feel Mari-san’s…body. I knew how wrong it sounded but…but I wanted to explore that with my own two hands…

We all took our seats. Mom sat behind Mari-san, I behind Hana-chan and, Saitou-san behind her little sister. The onsen was hot despite the temperature being so low outside. It must have been the heat from the natural spring that amplified the temperature. As we washed each other's backs and hair...I kept staring over at...her. The woman my mom touched without prejudice...the woman my heart still longed for...how I wish those were my fingers tracing along that ice sculpture of a body instead.

 

 

The questions flooded in now. Was it possible at one point in time I would have had the chance...to touch her like that?

"Onee-san, you stopped."

"Huh?"

Waking me up again from my delusions...Hana-chan turned her small chin towards me. 

"S-Sorry! I was just thinking about things..."

So instead, I focused on the lush porcelain back before me. Her grape hair rippled along their slender body. Now that I compared Mari-san who was right next to me and hers…she was basically a shorter version of her mom. Sadly, it wasn't like when I'm nude with Mae-chan in the bath anymore... Back then I wasn't aware that I was attracted to women in that way...meaning my ignorance was pure bliss. But now I'm aware fully and my body is on the prowl to discover what else attracts me. This...was certainly a test of endurance.

“Onee-san, this reminds me of our bath together.”

“Wow, hold up!”

Mari-san turned to me; her black hair stuck on her cheek and it was so cute that I wanted to reach my hand out and gently tug it away.

“When did you two bathed together? That’s cute as hell!”

Mom laughed as she rubbed the back of her other half.

“Oh, Mari…I remember the first time we bathed together.”

“Eh?! S-Shut up, Ayumi! Why would you bring that up here of all places?!”

Saya-san and Saitou-san laughed as they kicked about.

“You two are pretty bad at being subtle, you know that.”

The boss teased causing mom to flare up with embarrassment.

“Eh? Saitou-san…don’t say that.”

Mom wined.

“Even at work you always come over to Koda-san’s desk and flirt like idiots.”

Flustered now, Mom turned back and hid her embarrassment behind Mari-san’s back. She tapped her forehead along her neck…how I was curious about how that felt. Mom was able to openly do all these things with Mari-san…while I couldn’t…

“Well, since we're being open with each other…Saitou-san, have you bathed with your little sister?”

The black-haired fox leered. Instead of getting flustered, Saitou held Saya-san’s shoulders a tad aggressively.

“All the time! We come here so often that we both know one another inside and out. There’s not a part on Saya’s body that I haven’t discovered yet.”

The seductive way she said that was a tad off-putting. However, Saya-san didn’t react how I expected…no she leaned back and embraced her older sister more as she fell back into her breasts. They were like cushions for her, just slightly bigger than mine. She even had the gall to rub her nose against them just to show how close they are.

That’s when it hit me…the contour of Saitou-san. She didn’t just master that air of a mature woman…no she excelled in it. The red blood in me was becoming a problem. I was…surrounded by things my body now noticeably lusted after. Of course, my heart was aching for Mari-san…but that didn’t diminish Hana-chan’s small but cute stature…or Saya-san’s heart-throbbing thicker body…but then Saitou-san…the one with the most mature air about her drew me in with her…

Her butt…

Dang, it…I found myself looking at her butt again…But Saitou-san had one of the nicest butts I’ve ever seen! Questioning my own statement, I rub the back of my head. There certainly wasn't a gallery of bottoms I could compare to Saitou-san to conclude that she had the world winning butt in my heart but...

"Shut up Madoka!"

I screamed again, internally. What if I got caught again?! There’d be no way to deny it! Stop it! Control yourself! That's when a felt a heavy pressure on my cheek. Like someone was staring me down...the eyes felt soft though. So, I looked from side to side to find out where that feeling was coming from.

“Mari honey, it's my turn.”

"Oh...ah...sure Ayumi!"

 

I turned to catch eyes with her leaf green. Our eyes seemingly caressed one another as my lips parted. Such beauty was locking eyes with me in this intimate of a place. How I wanted to reach out to her and pull her into me so I could feel...her everything with mine. Everything she had I...desired for sure. As if I was searching for that perfect piece that would calm these raging emotions within me. Could it have been that Mari-san was staring at my...body too? Even if that was only my imagination...it made me in a way...ecstatic about the thought. I...was a mess when it came to Mari-san and I knew it. Mari-san...Mari-san...was so beautiful that it hurt.

As we sat on the same plane now with Mari-san by me my heart began to race. Our toes tenderly touched as she washed mom's back. With every brush, my body would burn like a fire was lit in my legs. Just a touch from the woman I loved sent me into a world of bliss...and I hated that so much.

"All done, Ayumi!"

Mari-san already finished with mom; they both made their way into the bath. As I watched her slender porcelain back as they made it to the onsen I noticed that she certainly didn’t have the Saitou Risa-san butt…but the way she swayed her hips from side to side was tantalizing in its own right.

“Am I done, Onee-san?”

The flower's voice filtered into my ears.

“Huh? Oh, yes!”

That’s when I realized that I’ve been rubbing her stomach with soap for a while now. She was overwhelmingly soft, and I might have got too comfortable with touching her. Everyone else besides us was getting up now. Saitou-san just got finished with her hair by Saya-san...meaning I was the last one because of all of my soulless gawking. Hana-chan leaped up and with glee, she rushed into the bath and sank down next to her mother, Mari-san.

“Eh…Hana-chan you forgot about me!”

Her eyes went pure white as she turned back to me. She was in bliss in the onsen but seemed a tad upset that she forgot something as important as her older sister.

“S-Sorry Onee-san…I was so excited to get in. Here, let me come out…”

“Don’t worry about it, Koda-san! I’ll fix up your Onee-san for you!”

The boss lady cried out as she made her way behind me now. She pulled up a stool in an instant. She was so fast that she'd put lightning to shame. One moment she was over near the onsen the next she's behind my back ready to feel my body at a moment's notice.

“Are you sure, Saitou-san. Mari or I could wash up Madoka instead…”

Being respectful, mom cut in from the onsen but the tiger shook her head in a fury. There was no doubt about it…Saitou-san was yearning for an opportunity like this, and she got one.

“Nonsense, you love birds enjoy! That’s an order from your boss, Koda-san, Nakagawa-san!”

“Okay…just don’t do anything strange to my stepdaughter, you hear me Saitou-san?”

Mari-san watched me in worry. Not wanting to disrespect her boss's wishes I take it she opt to stay in the bath. She would gaze over every now and then. It was comforting knowing that the woman I love...was looking after me still.

“Oh, come now, Koda-san! That’s rude!”

Now with everyone besides us in the onsen she cornered me in between her long legs. They ran with silky water as her amber smell trickled on my nose. Her thighs were toned and it made me tense up at the thought of them surrounding me.

 

 

“I’ll start off washing your lovely hair…Madoka-san.”

She whispered in my ear causing my back to tense up. The warmth of her breath melting along my earlobe.

“O-Okay…”

Her slender fingers rubbed my scalp gently as her humming trickled along my neck. At first, it was a tad nerve-racking, and I wasn’t able to settle down.

“I caught you again by the way…looking at my backside again.”

I already knew it was coming so I braced myself for it. The others were so far away from us that there was no way they’d hear our conversation.

“…Sorry, Saitou-san.”

“Don’t apologize. I’m happy that you’re attracted to me too. I mean…you have nice breasts. I like them a lot! I've been staring at them since we got here!”

 

 

"Eh?!"

I shrieked. I personally haven’t explored that side of myself yet, but I’ve always had a weak spot in those areas. Sometimes Mae-chan would push my chest to bully me and I'd feel it for a while. But having someone who I genuinely find attractive suddenly touch me in that way was certainly a stimuli overload that I was worried about. But not only that…with mom and the others not too far away this idiot was teetering on a fine line.

"Don't worry...I'm a gentlewoman. I won't grope you or anything like that."

"Great...that's reassuring, Saitou-san."

“Now Nakagawa-san…”

Saitou-san asked in a tender voice as she continued to rub soap on my back…

“Why do you look so sad?”

“Hm?”

The sudden question threw me off as I turned to her slightly. Her cheeks were a hint of red and that caught me off guard too.

“What do you mean, S-Saitou-san?”

“This is a small vacation…and it’s a present from me to you, do you know that? I wanted to shower the person I like with gifts and love... But right now, I couldn’t help but noticed how sad you look…”

 

 

Was it showing on my face like a book? Were my feelings of want for Mari-san to touch me…reflecting so openly? That’s when her thumb started massaging my neck. The sensation was new as her nails rubbed against my skin. It wasn’t painful, however…but it sent a warm sensation into my stomach that was becoming unbearable by this point.

“If there’s anything I can do to make you enjoy yourself more…you can tell me, you know.”

“Eh, w-what do you mean by that?!”

I covered my lips, making sure my shock didn’t escape too far, and alert the beautiful girls now chatting in the onsen together.

“You took that the wrong way, didn’t you Nakagawa-san?”

She giggled.

“Hey…could it be that you're in love with someone, Nakagawa-san?”

The change in question caused my body to tense up. Where did this come from?

“W-Why do you ask?”

“Well…you got a job to give someone a return gift. That’s a little excessive for just a friend, you know.”

Now she spread the shampoo over my back as she skillfully rubbed my stomach too. This felt like an eternity of bliss as she slowly raised over my hips and began rubbing my shoulders.

“So, I’ve been bouncing around the idea that…you must love the person who gave you the gift in the first place…right?”

“Why would that matter if I love them or not, Saitou-san?”

Annoyed by her teasing I puffed my cheek. The person I yearned for was too far away for me to reach. She held the hand of another person that I cared for...slept in the same bed as them…shared passionate moments to the point that my stomach was beginning to ache thinking about it. Mom's casual mention of them sharing a bath at their age only reminded me that she's witnessed all kinds of sides to the woman I'm in love with. Even...more romantic sides to her...sides only explored in bed with...one another...

“What does it matter?”

I spewed. My mouth was full of bitterness and I could even hear it. Suddenly, Saitou-san pushed her cheek up to mine as she leaned forwards.

“Because I would have competition, wouldn’t I Nakagawa-san?”

My chest pounded harshly now. There was no tone of teasing in her words. No, it was straight and clear like a businesswoman talking with a client, professional and to the point.

“…Yes, I am in love with that person.”

“Are they your first love then, Nakagawa-san?”

I was reminded about my conversation with Saya-san about her sister believing in a one-and-only love. Is that why she was asking about my...first love? I bet my body was turning as red as a crab now. How I wanted to bury my entire self in the ground and hide from this embarrassment. But instead of speaking up, I gently nodded.

“…I see...”

She concluded. That’s when her nose set against my collar. A feverish feeling developed in my stomach. With a rub of her sharp chin, she sniffed my hair like a dog causing my chest to whirl in confusion. No doubt…Saitou-san was cute when she wanted to be, wasn’t she?

“The first is always the hardest…I know that from experience Nakagawa-san…”

“…W-What do you mean, Saitou-san?”

Her hot breath trickled along with my ear.

“You…remind me of myself…a girl who loved someone so much...so much that it hurt.”

“Saitou-san?”

She stood up and clapped, bringing back the world of the onsen around us. As if we’ve been trapped in a dimension for only two and by her will, we escaped that small prison. She seemed to have no intention to go further with her reminisce and that actually made me a tad upset. As if this moment fled before I could grasp what happened.

“All done! Let’s get in the bath together and have fun now, Nakagawa-san!”

She took my hand, molding my fingers in hers. As we walked into the bath together, I sank into a strange world for a moment. Everything became hazy as I contemplated her words.

Could it be that Saitou Risa-san…the woman who was well beyond me could have shared similar feelings for someone like I do for Mari-san? Was there more behind that flirty exterior that attempted to capture me now? As we dipped into the warm bath she let go of my hand. The coldness of her warm fingers straining away left a melancholic air around me. She walked over and sat next to her little sister. I decide to do the same as I curled up next to my little flower.

 

 

“Onee-san!”

Hana-chan cried as she pushed her small head on my breast. There we sat as I held her from behind. Her small warm body caused my heart to race all the more. Our eyes met as she angled her head to me. Those lushes’ purple eyes of innocence stared at me…her Onee-san.

“You love your Onee-san a lot, don’t you Koda Hana-san?”

Saitou-san teased.

“Yep, she’s the best!”

Her slender fingers reached down and coiled in mine. That’s when the words that Taylor-sensei warned me about came back into mind…

 

Who will you be willing to hurt for the one you love?

 

I gazed over at the beauty that sparkled in the onsen’s water. And to my surprise, she met my gaze too. I met eyes with the one I yearned for most…Koda Mari-san. With a calming smile and a hint of blush, she closed her eyes and leaned back causing the make out of her body to hide under the steam. Every moment of the day these feelings keep growing stronger. So strong that they’ll shatter the tender fingers I hold right now. They will destroy the loving feelings of this girl who’d fully accepted me as her elder sister.

“I love you, Hana-chan.”

I whispered as I confessed. I held her closer to me to amplify how I felt.

“Hm? I love you too Onee-san!”

This level of skinship has become normal to me…so normal that I was scared that it would shatter.

 

"Madoka-san..."

I turned to that beautiful woman still assaulting my chest even now. Despite how relaxing this was supposed to be my heart would settle down when I looked at her. With her thin neck exposed to the point that I wanted to feel it, touch a piece to the statue that's off-limits to me...Mari-san gazed at me and asked...

"Are you having fun, Madoka-san?"

My heart rate felt as though it increased. What if Mari-san...noticed my face earlier too? So, to not ruin the mood if that was the case I made the brightest smile I could. It wasn't as though I wasn't enjoying the time here...it's just that all my feelings were doing their best to destroy this wonderful family I have...

 

 

"I'm having lots of fun, Mari-san."

I convinced myself as best as I could. With a nod and a smile, she leaned back on the rock and closed her tender eyes once again. 

Now it was more important than ever that I understand all these feelings. So, before I misguidedly make a mistake and reveal my feelings about my accident…I need to understand a fundamental problem regarding my feelings for Mari-san...and that's who my mom is now. I need to find time alone with mom…But would here be the right place to do it? Mom and I don’t have much time alone anymore. The past few months had shown me that. So, I’ll have to make the best of this situation and ask her…

How did you and Mari-san get together?

Only then will I find out why Mari-san wasn't tenderly washing my back instead today...