Yoon Gaeul Peeking at Oppa (4)
"Our Bom's got such a firm ass." I gave her butt a light pat before standing up. Yoon Bom grumbled something about me sounding like some old man, but she didn't seem offended. My attention had already drifted elsewhere.
Did she already head back? I glanced through the crack in the door. Only darkness greeted me. Yoon Gaeul was nowhere in sight.
But I definitely heard it. That creaking sound. The soft, pleasurable whimpers. Even the faint moans she let out as she came hard. I had clearly caught those noises slipping past Yoon Bom's voice.
"Wow... Oppa, you film this stuff so lewdly. Perfect. From now on, you should just keep filming me."
Yoon Bom let out a small gasp of admiration as she scrolled through the smartphone.
"Yeah? It's not so much that I filmed it well—it's probably because our Bom is just naturally lewd that it came out that way. No matter who filmed it, it'd look dirty."
I pressed right up against her and slipped my hand into her armpit, then gently squeezed one of her overflowing breasts that didn't even fit in one hand. The sensation of that firm, springy flesh pushing between my fingers filled me with satisfaction. If I had to guess, the fact that I could freely grope these tits probably made me the most successful man alive. Honestly, riding in some billion-won car couldn't compare to straddling Yoon Bom and squeezing these breasts while thrusting my hips. That had to feel dozens of times better.
"Really... do you like breasts that much?"
"Bom-ah. There's no man in this world who hates breasts."
I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger while looking at the smartphone screen. The video was playing the part where Bom was slapping my thigh and thrashing around.
"Seriously... you wouldn't even let me go even though I was struggling like that... That was too much."
"Guys go crazy for exactly that kind of thing. It felt incredible. I was so glad I was born a man."
"Ehh... you're exaggerating."
"I'm serious. Let me do it again later."
After coaxing Yoon Bom like that, I stepped out into the hallway. The dark corridor was empty. Neither Hyejung nor Gaeul was anywhere to be seen. But right in front of the door, someone's trace remained clearly.
"Huh? Why is there so much water here... What is this? Was it always like this?"
Yoon Bom stopped and shuffled her feet. The water her pretty feet pushed aside spread wider. A fairly large puddle had formed there. It looked like someone had dumped an entire bottle of water.
"Bom-ah. Your legs are pretty."
"H-Huh?"
"I want to do it again. Let's go back inside."
When I whispered that while lightly pinching her nipple, Yoon Bom trembled and let out a soft moan before nodding. As we walked toward the bathroom, I checked where the trail of water led. Sure enough, it pointed straight toward Yoon Gaeul's room.
...
"Hwaaaah... Th-That was close..."
Thanks to Oppa and Unni hesitating at the door instead of coming out right away, I managed to make it back to my room safely. If I'd been even a little slower, they would've seen me crossing the living room.
"I-I'm going crazy... I can't control it at all..."
I carefully touched my pajama pants and panties. They were completely soaked, like I'd dipped my lower half in water. All of this came from inside me... At this point, wasn't I sick or something?
"Hnn... ♥"
Just taking off my clothes sent little waves of pleasure through me. The fabric brushing against my skin felt too good.
"D-Did they go in to shower?"
I knew I shouldn't do this. But I couldn't hold back the impulse. Unni and Oppa had definitely gone in to wash together. Would they just wash and come out? No. That wasn't possible. They'd do it again. That meant at least thirty minutes. Maybe even close to an hour.
"J-Just one of Oppa's clothes... Just one piece... Then it'll be fine. Then I can hold it in. I can just smell it while I sleep, right?"
Reassuring myself, I crept forward on quiet feet. The sound of running water came from the bathroom.
"Ah... I need to clean this up too..."
I hesitated in front of Unni's door. Should I wipe this first, or steal Oppa's clothes first...? But the dilemma didn't last long. It was a simple, easy choice.
"I can just smell it while I clean. There's plenty of time."
I entered Unni's room first. The first thing I saw was the messy, disheveled bed. Then I noticed the fluids—love juices and semen—scattered beneath it, along with the clothes piled on top.
"O-Oppa's semen..."
I swallowed without realizing it. Did they always have such intense sex? Did Unni force that huge, thick cock into her mouth, shake her hips, and take load after load of cum down her throat?
"W-What if it comes back up through my nose..."
I dropped to my knees and scooped up some of the semen from the floor with my finger. I knew better than anyone that this was perverted behavior. Slurp— I put my finger in my mouth and slowly moved my tongue. The bitter, fishy taste spread across my tongue. It didn't taste good by any stretch. But the scent... the smell was insane.
"Haa... Haa... ♥"
I scooped up as much semen as I could with both hands, like gathering sand at the beach, then brought my nose to it and inhaled deeply.
......
More liquid gushed out from between my legs. I didn't know why the smell was so good. What kind of scent was this? People called it the smell of night flowers—was that right?
"Hwaaah..."
I spread the semen across my face like washing it. If there was such a thing as the scent of heaven, it had to be this. After basking in the smell for a while, I licked my palm. Maybe because I liked the scent so much, even the taste felt addictive.
"G-Get a grip, Yoon Gaeul... This place is too dangerous... Let's go to my room... Let's continue there."
I stood up. Then I grabbed Oppa's panties and shirt and roughly wiped my face with them before sneaking back out of the room. Thankfully, the sound of running water continued. If I listened closely, I could even hear Unni's moans mixed in.
"If I'd asked to sleep together earlier... I could've been in there..."
I shook my head hard and kept moving. My next target was Oppa's room. I wanted clothes that weren't soaked in sweat—something with a slightly milder scent.
My original plan was to raid the closet. I was going to take a few hanging outfits and some underwear.
"Just once... Should I just lie down once?"
Before I could open the closet, my eyes went to the bed. The spot where Oppa usually slept. The place where he lay for at least eight hours. If it hadn't been washed, it would hold the strongest concentration of his scent.
"F-First, I should wipe myself a bit..."
I pulled a towel from the laundry basket and wiped my legs and pussy. My heart was pounding like crazy. It felt like it might burst.
"I'm sorry... Just a little... I'll really just lie down for a second..."
I crawled onto the bed and slowly pulled back the blanket. The place where Oppa slept. The space that had wrapped around him. I lay down in it and buried my face in his pillow.
"Ah... ♥"
To avoid leaving traces, I covered my pussy with Oppa's panties and shirt. My thighs trembled and my insides quivered. Pure, one-hundred-percent Oppa scent with none of Unni's mixed in. Ridiculously enough, I was climaxing just from breathing it in.
...
"What? We can't sleep together?"
"No. I'm a bit tired today. Sleep alone."
"Tch..."
"Don't sulk too much. We'll definitely sleep together tomorrow."
"Okay. It's a promise?"
We hugged each other once more in front of the bathroom.
"Kiss me."
"You should kiss your lover for that."
"What are you saying now? My belly's still full of Oppa's cum."
I gently embraced Yoon Bom as she pouted with a frown. The feeling of her breasts squishing against my chest was nice. The soft lips and the shy tongue slipping into my mouth felt good too. Smack—Suck— One hand stroked her back while the other firmly squeezed her ass.
"Hnn... D-Don't spread it... It'll leak out..."
"Make sure you use contraception, okay?"
"Yes... ♥"
It was an irresponsible thing to say, but Bom just smiled prettily without any sign of displeasure.
...
After helping her clean up a bit, I headed to my room. I planned to spend a little time there before going to find Yoon Gaeul.
She wouldn't be asleep, would she?
Well, even if she was, it didn't matter. I quite liked fucking sleeping women.
"Huh? What the..."
When I entered the room, I flinched. Something felt off. I looked toward the bed and saw it bulging upward, as if someone was lying underneath. I crept closer and slowly lifted the blanket.
A blonde girl. My second stepsister, with golden hair reaching her shoulders and a petite frame of 158cm. Yoon Gaeul, today's main dish who loved my scent more than anything else in the world. She was lying face-down on my bed.