Date? Oppa, Just Focus on Pussy Training!
"Ah, don't touch my shoulder! People will think it's weird if they see!"
Hyeonju snapped sharply, swatting away Oppa's hand from her shoulder. She was acting just like a pubescent girl. And well, she was in puberty.
At her age, she'd naturally hate the idea of being paired with someone like Oppa.
Oppa chuckled in disbelief and pointed at her neck.
"With that hanging around your neck, who the hell would think it's weird? If anything, wearing something like that's way stranger, right?"
"What?"
Hyeonju brazenly lifted her chin and thrust her face toward him in defiance. Around her neck hung a wooden signboard.
In comics or movies, you sometimes see slaves standing in the market with price tags around their necks, waiting for buyers. It was something like that.
Of course, Hyeonju wasn't a slave, so there was no price written on hers.
'Training little sister's pussy. Turning it into Oppa's exclusive sloppy fuckhole, so please don't interfere.'
Having it clearly written like that reduced weird misunderstandings, which was convenient. Without it, passersby might mistake her and Oppa for a couple.
That would be an utter humiliation Hyeonju couldn't tolerate. So, this was her way of preemptively declaring to the world that she was just getting her pussy trained by her own brother.
Beyond that, it had the bonus effect of warding off any flies who might buzz around Oppa. No sane woman would hit on a guy in the middle of training his little sister's pussy, after all.
Not that she hated him getting attention from girls or anything. She just didn't want him wasting time with his eyes wandering elsewhere.
Yeah, that was it.
...Though, any woman in her right mind wouldn't flirt with a loser like him anyway, so maybe it was pointless worrying.
"Putting a hand on your shoulder should be fine, right? No one's gonna misunderstand. With that sign, who would?"
"They might think we're close. I hate even looking close to you."
Hyeonju stated it firmly. Not only did she hate being mistaken for his girlfriend—she didn't even want people thinking they were on friendly terms.
Strangers on the street wouldn't remember them for long anyway, but she was stubbornly against it.
Oppa let out a hollow laugh but decided to respect her wishes. Instead of her shoulder, he slipped his fingers under her skirt and into her pussy.
"Hyahut♥"
"This is okay though, right? It's just pussy training."
"Y-yeah♡ F-fine..♥ Ev-everyone thinks it's normal for a big brother to train his little sister's pussy.. Th-that's what the sign says too...♥ Haaah, h-harder inside tooo.."
"Here, you mean?"
Oppa scratched her weak spot just like she asked, nice and hard. Hyeonju bit her lip to stifle the moans leaking out anyway, spread her legs wide, and lowered her hips to make it easier for his fingers to plunge in and out.
Oppa added a second hand, attacking her clit and the insides of her pussy at once. Her pussy reacted instantly to his skilled fingers, her clit standing at attention as pussy juices squirted out like she was pissing herself, soaking up the training.
They were right in the middle of the road, so passersby had no choice but to watch Oppa training Hyeonju's pussy.
At first, they gawked at the shameless display in broad daylight, but once they read the sign around her neck, they nodded in understanding.
"Whoa, scared me. Thought it was some AV shoot, but it's just a brother training his little sister's pussy. First time seeing it live—intense."
"Brothers with little sister pussy training rights are rare. Crazy to see in person. How's that girl so juicy? Spreading her legs like a slut and begging for fingers—she must be one hell of a nympho. Tough job for the bro."
"Haa, turning me on. High school girl getting pussy trained in the street—my dick's throbbing.. Haa, gotta get home and jerk off."
They got it, but scenes like this weren't everyday stuff, so everyone had a comment. And among them:
"Man, those siblings get along great. Bro's training her pussy like it's fun, no complaints. And she's making that whore face, lost in his fingers.. Wholesome sibling bond."
A reaction totally opposite to what Hyeonju intended. But she couldn't notice—staving off leg-numbing pleasure from his fingering took all her focus.
Only Oppa smirked at hearing it.
"Alright, let's make you cum now? Been a while since street fingering—let's go big with a squirt show. Here we go!"
"Eheeeek♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ C-cum! Cum, cum, cumming! Hyeonju's worthless pussy cums from Oppa's fingering!"
Oppa's fingers pressed hard on her G-spot. Like a switch flipped, Hyeonju shuddered violently, arched her back into a crescent, and unleashed a powerful arc of squirt from her pussy, drenching the sidewalk.
She came exactly as trained—declaring it loud and clear. Proof her education was going well.
Her squirt lasted about 30 seconds before tapering off. Hyeonju panted roughly, huff-huff, then turned her head away in sudden shame, avoiding his gaze.
"Whoa, look at our Hyeonju go. What a massive squirt, huh? Gotta be a new record. Street fingering got you extra hyped? Right?"
"Sh-shut up. Just luck. Squirts vary by condition—sometimes good, sometimes not. Got nothing to do with you."
"Is that so? Could be. Still felt amazing on my fingers though, right?"
"Nngh...."
Hyeonju groaned, glaring at him discontentedly.
"You know.. I've been thinking this forever—why do you keep asking obvious shit? Think I'm an idiot? Reminding me on purpose? My pussy and nipples get soaked the second they touch you—that's basic common sense. Not just me—every woman in the world. Even if we're thinking something else, one touch and our brains go blank with heat. So why ask? Don't tell me you're delusional enough to think I like you or some crap? Dream on—never gonna happen!"
She bared her teeth like she wanted to bite him. Oppa grinned wryly and twisted her nipple.
She let out an adorable "Ahfuung♥" and shut her mouth.
"I know, I know. I set it that way—why wouldn't I? It's all for fun, so don't snap at me."
"Nng.. Y-you really get it? Hard to believe.."
Oppa wiggled his palm dismissively, signaling a topic change. Hyeonju eyed him suspiciously but went along.
"So, where do you get one of those dog collars?"
"Hmm.. Closest adult shop's two stops away. Like 10 minutes?"
"Ugh, that's too far."
Too far? She was such a shut-in, hating anything beyond the house like a total NEET.
Complaining about two stops—what would she do in society? As her sister, it was worrying.
"Nah, let's tweak the settings. Make a shop nearby.. Or turn the house into an adult store.. Pretty girls working there.. Add some fun settings, stock every rare toy.. Yeah, perfect."
Oppa muttered oddly while fiddling with his phone. Hyeonju couldn't make heads or tails of it.
But if she couldn't understand, it had to be something good. That was decided.
"Alright, where to? Let's hit the closest adult shop."
"Hmph, was gonna anyway. Follow me. Under 3 minutes. New place opened in the nearby apartments. You won't whine about that little walk, right?"
Oppa shrugged with a sleazy grin. On a hot guy it'd be cool; on him, just dorky.
Hyeonju scowled and led the way to the adult shop she'd googled ahead.
A bit weird for one to open in an apartment complex, but..
Sometimes stuff like that happens—no need to overthink.