It was night time. You were assigned to keep a vigil on her body for the next dozen or so hours until her funeral service.

It was eerie to say the least. What was once a cheerful young girl was now an empty husk devoid of all the wonderful things that made her so loveable. She was dressed in a purple silk kimono that she passed away in, although you noted that she lacked any sort of underwear.

Even more eerie was that you were the only one here. Usually there'd be at least someone else to help you keep watch, though even the shrine maiden had left. She mentioned something about "fulfilling the last rites", but you never knew what she meant…

Until you remembered that the last thing she did before she left was massaging your sister in scented oils so as to preserve her body for the next while. It felt odd that the maiden didn't bother to fix your sister's kimono, at least until you remembered what your sister said.

She… She honestly didn't mean for you to make love to her, did she? You were her brother! And even more, she's a corpse. This wouldn't be right. Not at all!

And yet… for all that it was worth, as you saw her skin shimmer with the oils, you felt tempted to peak behind the small piece of silk that hid her pussy from you.

And so you pulled away and saw her vagina. The maiden must have prepared it for such an occasion. Her crotch was uncovered and granted for your eyes only. You began to feel a boner.

"If this is what you wanted…" You began to rub her pussy with one hand and feel up the bottom of her belly with the other. You imagined her squealing out your name. With your hand, you lifted her bare naked leg and ran your hand over it until it reached her sole. Then, you grabbed her foot and pushed her leg back. Your crotch rubbed against hers.