Lovey-Dovey Sex with Oppa♥ Ah, W-Well, Of Course It's Just Acting!
"Ooh, yeah, that's it. Loosen your grip just a little more. Nice and gentle, super politely. Mmm... good, good."
"Like this? Is this good?"
Hyeonju carefully stroked Oppa's cock shaft with her hand, just as he instructed. The scorching hot rod, like an iron poker fresh from the forge, twitched and leaked precum every time her hand moved. It was strangely cute.
As a dedicated toilet, she ought to train her entire body to become Oppa's personal onahole. It went without saying that handjobs should be done that way too. She was well aware her handpussy training lagged behind her mouthpussy and real pussy, so she hesitated a bit when it came time to serve with it. But seeing Oppa enjoy her handpussy like this made her regret not using it on him sooner.
The precum leaking from his tip acted like lube, making her strokes smoother and more fluid. At first, she'd been cautious, worried about hurting him with bad pressure control. But as she got the hang of it, her movements grew bolder, more daring.
With the hand not stroking the shaft, Hyeonju spread her palm over his glans and rubbed gently. Oppa loved it, letting out a sea lion-like groan as his cock jerked.
"Ooh, that's good. Where'd you learn that?"
"Didn't learn it anywhere. I just came up with it watching your cock right now. You like it a lot? Should I keep going?"
Seeing how much Oppa enjoyed it fired Hyeonju up even more. She pressed her palm a bit firmer, her soft fingers stimulating the sensitive underside without missing a beat. Oppa grinned in satisfaction, pleasure surging through him. Hyeonju loved that smile.
It was a different kind of bliss from getting her pussy pounded. Not physical ecstasy, but the mental thrill of devoting herself to Oppa, making him feel good.
Her lips loosened without her realizing. She reflexively tried to hold it back, but then remembered she didn't need to. Right now, she was acting as Oppa's ideal little sister. This wasn't the real Hyeonju, so no matter how happy she got from his pleasure, it wouldn't touch her true self.
Realizing that, she let the joy show openly.
"How's it feel? Good, right? Seeing you feel good makes me happy too. Hehe."
"Jeez, being this honest makes you so damn cute. Should I make you act like this adorable little-sis mode more often...? Nah, the usual tsundere vibe feels more real. Kinda nostalgic too."
Oppa muttered something Hyeonju couldn't quite follow. She knew it was his habit, but it still left her feeling oddly left out. She gripped a little harder.
His cock thrummed defiantly, as if her pressure was nothing.
"Come on, Oppa. Time to cum? Don't you wanna cover my palm in thick, sticky white cum? Holding back's bad for you. Come on... cum..."
Hyeonju pressed her face to his neck, whispering urgings nonstop. Her glans-stroking fingers sped up, rhythmically pumping like drawing deep groundwater.
The relentless rhythm pushed Oppa over the edge. He arched his hips, erupting his pent-up load from his balls like a volcano.
The forceful blasts splattered not just her hand, but her face, the floor, even the sofa. His freakish cum volume overwhelmed her small palm.
The musky semen scent stung her nose. She'd never taken another guy's load directly, but she'd gotten indirect whiffs plenty—like from the condoms her compensated-dating friends always carried, or the remnants in a classmate's pussy after morning service to some old perv.
Based on that, she could confidently say Oppa's cum was the thickest, most potent, stickiest stuff on earth—the kind that perfectly ignited a female's instincts. No way two loads like this existed.
"Haa... you really pumped out a ton. How do you cum dozens of times a day and never run dry? Incredible..."
Hyeonju stared in genuine awe at the cum coating her palm. Beyond mere arousal, it was wondrous now. Good or bad aside, just amazing.
"Mmm... slurp... smack!"
She licked up the dripping semen. The bitter, clumpy taste clung to her throat. No one could call it delicious. But it satisfied something primal beyond mere taste.
Not enough even after slurping her palm clean, she sucked her fingers too. Only when nothing remained did she beam at Oppa.
"Mmm... all licked up. It was super tasty."
Suddenly, her body tilted, crashing back onto Oppa's bed. He'd yanked her arm.
She barely managed a dumb "Ah..." Her mind lagged, but her body knew what came next. Her lower lips quivered, honey flowing to welcome his cock.
Oppa's shaft rammed in like a battering ram, breaching her entrance, tunneling her pussy, slamming her cervix.
"Nnghaaaaaah♥♥ You hit my womb! Oppa, your cock's too good! My pussy's gonna cum already! Hnnnguuuuh♥♥♥ So hot... your cock's burning me up... but it feels so good... my brain's melting♥ Your heat's gonna liquefy my mind♥♥♥"
"Fuck... you slutty bitch, you're making me so damn hard. You love Oppa's cock that much? Huh? Licking my cum like a total whore too. And you're just a high schooler..."
Pinning her down completely, Oppa pistoned wildly up and down. Crushed under his weight, Hyeonju was a living onahole—literally, in the most material sense, especially since she went to Onago High.
He pinned her hands so she couldn't resist. Their bellies and chests mashed tight, noses close enough to share breaths. Cock and pussy drew apart, slammed together—like Altair and Vega, meeting then parting eternally.
Ah... Oppa's face is so close...
His utterly average face loomed before her. Plain eyes, plain lips, plain nose. Nothing handsome. Bland at best, generic at worst.
Yet why did it look so alluring?
So lovable... so hot. Why? It's just a featureless normie face, but it looks so manly, so perfect... I love it...
Deep down, she meant it sincerely. Sane Hyeonju would blame over-immersion in the role. But that was later. Right now, this man was the world's hottest Oppa.
And Oppa felt the same. Sure, it was his scripted setup, but his usually bratty sister—who always mocked him—was now coquettishly taking his all, her melted pleasure-face and quivering brows seducing him wordlessly. Her allure set his cock ablaze.
"Hoo... hoo..."
Oppa focused every neuron on ravaging her pussy. No fancy tricks today—just raw, piston power.
He'd self-imposed a rule: brute force only. Hyeonju sensed it. Not in words, but his cock. What else linked male and female so perfectly? Nothing!
"Hyeonju's pussy feel good? Oppa's loving your pussy. Yeah?"
Not from insecurity—she knew how much he enjoyed it better than anyone. But she craved hearing it from his lips.
He obliged perfectly.
"Yeah, Hyeonju's pussy is the absolute best. Top of every hole I've used. Others have their charms, but yours wins. Sibling synergy, I guess."
"Ehehe... good thing. Oppa’s cock is the best for me too. Never tried another guy's, don't need to. Mine's number one, hands down."
Hyeonju hooked her arms around his neck, puckering for a kiss. Her lips were still messy from his cum, but Oppa accepted without hesitation.
Lips to pussy to cock, the siblings fused into one organism. Inseparable, no matter what.
Their frenzied incestuous fuck raged on.
