Chapter 139: Side Story - Harem
Chapter 139: Side Story - Harem
Shin Ye-ji lowered her head as she watched the siblings joined together.
She listened to the splashing of water, the visceral, beastial sounds of mating unique to that slick point of union, and the hot sighs and groans exhaled by the brother and sister.
Closing her eyes, Ye-ji proudly offered her first kiss to Yuri’s pussy.
Of course, one could argue this didn't count as a real first kiss, but strangely, Ye-ji felt deep down that this was it.
The taste of the first kiss she had once imagined would happen in a romantic setting was strangely fishy, yet exhilarating.
As her lips pressed against the labia, Ye-ji felt her body heat up in an unusual way.
In her lower abdomen, she felt a craving—not hunger, but a subtle desire that felt remarkably similar to it.
It was lust. It was a sensation she felt rarely, if ever, making it unfamiliar.
Yet, her desire was undeniably there. As she kissed Kang Yuri’s pussy, interjecting herself while the siblings committed incest, Shin Ye-ji was becoming aroused.
It was proof that her sexual preferences had been completely corrupted, but she didn't care.
If the proposal she’d made was accepted, this would become her daily life. The relationship between these siblings and herself would essentially become a polyamorous one.
And so, Ye-ji carefully pressed her lips against the labia and the clitoris.
Chu, chu, chu. The small, successive sounds blended with her petite lips, turning into a ticklish warmth that conveyed a sense of mental pleasure. Yuri trembled at the sensation, gasping for air.
“Ugh, ah, Oppa…”
A whining sound. It was a sound from her friend that was utterly foreign to Ye-ji, but she was too swept up in the situation and her own excitement to listen closely.
Rather, Ye-ji was so absorbed in the act that her sense of hearing was failing her.
Thus, it was inevitable that her lips, which had been pecking away, naturally parted. Feeling the point of union moving slowly and the testicles thumping against her chin, Ye-ji stuck out her small tongue.
She licked. The taste she encountered upon licking the point of union was surprisingly fishy.
Perhaps it was because of the mixture of pre-cum and pussy juice. It was a shock to Ye-ji, but having already licked and sucked his cock before, the taste wasn't all that different.
Instead, her heart fluttered strangely. Gasping, Ye-ji moved her tongue along the veined foreskin of the cock and licked Yuri’s pussy.
As her tongue moved as if fluttering along the labia, Yuri was busy groaning from the intense mental and physical pleasure, her toes curling tight.
This experience was new to Yuri as well.
Since she had only ever done this alone with her brother her entire life, the act itself was novel.
The fact that there were three of them was new, and the fact that the third person was Ye-ji was also new.
Though she had ended up letting Ye-ji observe recently, all Ye-ji had done then was place a hand on Yuri's lower abdomen over her uterus to feel the moment of ejaculation.
Knowing she was entering the path of a full-blown threesome, Yuri suppressed the internal rejection rising within her.
This is a rational decision. It’s a rational decision, but...
It was just as her mind was filling with blooming resistance and conflicting thoughts.
Squelch! The cock surged upward and struck her uterus.
The cervix being struck turned into a pleasure so intense it was almost painful. For a moment, tears welled in Yuri's eyes as her toes curled.
‘Right now...?’
Her thoughts wouldn't connect. Before she could even think, the cock surged again.
As he skillfully arched her waist forward after pulling out almost entirely, the glans scraped against the vaginal walls and struck the cervix once more.
Every single part of her was an erogenous zone. Yuri opened her mouth and, without realizing it, let out a high-pitched moan.
The moan was so intense that even Ye-ji, who had been licking away, looked up in surprise. Feeling the sensation of the testicles hitting her chin, Ye-ji backed away and watched the siblings.
‘Oppa is so strong...’
Just as the thought drifted through her mind like a spell, Kang Yu-jin was holding Kang Yuri up and hammering into her.
Since it was difficult to move his hips freely because of the bathtub, he was thrusting by moving Yuri up and down while holding her.
His waist moved with minimal effort—forward, backward, and just slightly up and down.
That familiar movement not only hit Yuri’s erogenous zones but also contained the intent to create space for the next move and to provide pleasure from a different direction just as she was getting used to the current one.
Shin Ye-ji unconsciously squeezed her pussy tight as she watched her best friend being mercilessly plowed by her brother.
Yuri's legs had lost their strength. They were shaking. Ye-ji could see the thigh muscles contracting and relaxing.
The pussy was hard to see clearly due to the rough yet subtly fast movements. Because of that, Ye-ji watched with her arms gathered in front of her chest, bringing a hand to her mouth to fiddle with her lips.
It was surprisingly skillful and practiced.
It was also energetic and heart-fluttering.
The mere thought that that could be her place made her pussy throb and tighten. She swallowed hard, her hand instinctively moving to touch her aching pussy.
Pussy juice was rubbing off on her fingers. It was so thick and sticky that she felt like she had never produced this much in her life.
Despite the bathwater, the stickiness that remained vivid was her own arousal. Shin Ye-ji was getting excited watching her friend get fucked by her friend's brother.
Whether it was because the man who was once her first love was fucking her best friend...
Or because she was watching her two first loves have sex, she couldn't tell.
Ye-ji watched them with a subtle sense of impatience, surreptitiously rubbing her pussy.
Sweet breaths escaped her mouth. The rhythmic tightening felt so good that she continued, consciously squeezing her pussy and rubbing her pussy hole.
Her pussy grew sodden against her middle finger, making wet sounds. Kang Yu-jin looked at Ye-ji and her pussy, then spoke.
“Ye-ji.”
“Ye-yes?”
“Do you want to kiss Yuri?”
Her body flinched violently. Yuri, gasping in surprise, tried to say something, but her brother didn't stop.
Every attempt to speak turned into a vulgar moan. It was a sound Ye-ji never thought her friend would make.
Shin Ye-ji swallowed hard and locked eyes with her friend.
Kang Yu-jin and Shin Ye-ji had eaten together while Kang Yuri was unconscious.
They had discussed many things then, and Kang Yu-jin had vaguely realized that the relationship Shin Ye-ji desired was close to polyamory.
It was something Kang Yuri would surely reject. However, it was something Kang Yu-jin quite liked.
Even from a rational perspective, it was the most ideal relationship.
The siblings could resolve any issues if their relationship was discovered or if a child was conceived in the future.
And Shin Ye-ji could resolve her warped romantic views and sexual preferences that she might not have even known she had.
So, this was right. With that thought, Kang Yu-jin kept his waist moving steadily so his sister couldn't protest or push them away.
Eventually, Ye-ji’s face drew closer, and their lips overlapped.
He even changed the way he moved his hips. He was being considerate, ensuring they wouldn't shake too much and bite their tongues or get hurt while kissing.
Kang Yu-jin chose to pull his sister close and stir deep inside her, scraping the vaginal walls. That alone sent Kang Yuri into a wild climax, and she gripped her brother’s forearm, which was wrapped around her waist, tightly.
She gripped so hard that her short-trimmed fingernails left marks. It should have been painful, but Kang Yu-jin was feeling an even greater urge to ejaculate.
In the midst of her gasping, her best friend kissed her.
It started as a light kiss, a simple brushing of lips.
However, in her blurred state of mind, Yuri couldn't reject the lips touching hers and voluntarily tilted her head.
A bird kiss turned into a French kiss. It was something she hadn't expected to experience so soon. When Shin Ye-ji let out a soft moan, Yuri parted her tilted lips and immediately thrust her tongue inside.
It was a fierce, sticky kiss driven entirely by lust.
Ye-ji’s eyes widened in surprise at the piece of flesh moving according to desire, then she closed them, her tear-filled eyes trembling.
Even so, she didn't push her away. She gripped Yuri’s shoulders, gasping as their tongues intertwined. Her pussy tightened even though nothing was inside, and the friction between her own vaginal walls across the empty space transmitted pleasure.
It was part of the pressure masturbation Shin Ye-ji had practiced for a long time. As she shed tears while tangling tongues as if feeling a surging pleasure, the best friends kissed with hearts full of love, almost like lovers, their breasts crushed together.
As she quietly accepted the tongue pushing all the way to the root, their tongues became a tangled mess. As they tasted each other's saliva, their tongues interlocking as if licking one another, the pleasure traveled from the tongue through the base of the tongue, splitting up and down the spinal cord to reach the brain and the inside of the buttocks.
A climax born from mental pleasure approached. She was reaching her peak through a kiss alone, without insertion or even proper foreplay. Unaware of how sensitive her mouth was, Ye-ji continued the kiss, exhaling her ragged breaths into Yuri’s mouth.
This pair of friends and companions were able to safely reach climax at the same time, thanks to the help of the brother hammering from behind.
Thump! Yuri’s eyes flew open as her body shook violently.
In contrast to Yuri's eyes, which were filled with an emotion close to shock, Ye-ji’s narrowed eyes closed.
They didn't break the kiss. Naturally, moans flooded into each other's mouths.
Vulgar cries, a mix of intense pleasure that sounded like both crying and laughing.
And the dainty, lovely moans of a virgin.
Yet they reached it at the same time—an equal climax. One with eyes closed and shedding tears, the other with eyes wide and waist shaking convulsively.
Both their pussies tightened fiercely.
I want to cum like this. Thinking this, Kang Yu-jin pulled his cock out and thrust it between Shin Ye-ji and Kang Yuri.
As their kissing mouths parted slightly, the cock surged through the bridge of saliva connecting the two girls' mouths as they gasped for air.
It was positioned perfectly to be taken. Yuri instinctively took the cock into her mouth, and Ye-ji also took in the remaining half—though it was slightly less than half the glans since there was no urethral opening on her side—as if being considerate.
After that, there was no need to even lick or suck.
As Kang Yu-jin sat on the edge of the tub, his waist twitching.
“Ngh, mm, mmm...”
“Mnh, ha, ah, um.”
Semen poured into Yuri’s mouth. A sticky, white liquid with a fishy smell and a bitter taste.
But it was her brother’s semen, which she had grown so accustomed to eating every day that she had come to love it.
As Shin Ye-ji instinctively moved her tongue like a crawling creature to lick the glans, Yuri puckered her lips and stimulated the glans while holding it, squeezing out even more semen.
As if wringing out every last drop left in the urethra. And when the very last drop was squeezed out and her brother’s satisfied groan escaped, only then did Yuri let go of the cock.
Ye-ji, however, was still licking the cock as if possessed, wrapping her hands around the thick, long shaft and teasing the glans with her tongue.
“Ye-ji-ah.”
When Yuri called her name with semen still in her mouth, Ye-ji locked eyes with her with a dazed expression.
There was no time to ask why she was calling. Yuri leaned in and pressed her lips against Ye-ji’s in a kiss.
With her mouth full of semen, she used her tongue to push it out, coating and painting the semen across both their mouths.
Every time their tongues moved, the fishy and bitter taste of the brother remained. Ye-ji flinched at the unfamiliar bitterness, then closed her eyes with tears in them and engaged in the semen kiss.
The sound of gasping breaths and the sound of saliva mixed with the characteristic stickiness of semen.
Hands rubbing their pussies, passing over each other's breasts, shoulders, and flanks.
As Kang Yu-jin watched their actions driven by instinct and reason, Yuri and Ye-ji finally pulled apart.
A long, sticky silver bridge formed between their lips as they fiddled with each other's pussies.
“...That felt good.”
“Mmm...”
Ye-ji smiled sheepishly, looking embarrassed yet persistently poking at Yuri’s pussy. Feeling that gentle pleasure, Yuri glanced at her brother with a hint of lingering desire and slight jealousy.
There was no need to ask what that look meant.
“...Only this once.”
Yuri grumbled as if sulking, but she stole a glance at Ye-ji.
Ye-ji had a dazed expression, perhaps because she hadn't grasped the situation or because her reason had vanished due to the continuous intense pleasure and depraved acts.
Soon, Yuri grabbed her hand, interlaced their fingers, and pulled her into a hug. Ye-ji’s expression returned with a small gasp.
“Yu, Yuri...?”
“I touched you and you’re soaking wet. It’s going in. It might hurt a bit at first.”
“Wh-what? Wh-what are you going to do? I-I’m scared...”
Her voice was laced with a hint of tears. It was unclear if she still hadn't grasped the situation or if she was playing coy.
Yuri stood up on her still-shaking legs and used her knees to push Ye-ji’s legs apart, bracing them.
“I’ll be gentle.”
The brother spoke, holding his still-erect, saliva-covered cock. Yuri looked at her brother with disapproval, but inwardly, she looked forward to witnessing her brother’s forceful, rough, and masculine side.
“Yu, ri? Oppa? Right now...”
Ye-ji gasped mid-sentence. Something burning hot touched her pussy, which had never allowed anything to enter in her entire life.
It didn't just touch; it pushed apart. As Yuri’s arms wrapped around her waist and her hands helped spread her pussy, Ye-ji pulled Yuri into a tight embrace, still gasping.
Only then did Shin Ye-ji realize.
Her loss of virginity would happen while being held by her friend, being pierced from behind by her friend's brother and her future husband.
Upon realizing that fact, her pussy throbbed with anticipation.
And so, Ye-ji unconsciously smiled and buried her face in Yuri’s shoulder.
Her buttocks moved back to meet him of their own accord, though it was meaningless.
Soon, a hot foreign sensation dug deep inside.