Secret (6)
When we were little, my sister… she was actually a pretty good older sister. She studied decently, was popular, loved dressing up. She sang well enough and could even play the guitar somewhat skillfully. But around the time I started as a trainee, she began to change. She grew irritable, consumed by inferiority, and started looking at me with resentment.
…Honestly, the admiration I once held for her as a child had long since been thrown away. But still. No matter what, I never imagined she would become a woman who relied so heavily on a man like this.
“…”
Hinami was the same. I remembered the pure face she had when she was younger. I remembered the days when she burned with such fierce determination to succeed, even if it came across as slightly venomous. I remembered how she would proudly brag to me about gaining so many fans. How she shyly admitted that she had no friends back in Japan but was glad to have me here. I had heard it all—how she secretly drank after our debut album and poured out all the resentment she had built up.
Even if she had become a little twisted from all the recent success, she used to be a good kid. A bit cheeky, sure, but kind. …She was never the type to fawn over a man like this.
“…Haah.”
I couldn’t stand listening to those sounds any longer. I pulled the blanket over my head and covered my ears. Hearing them felt like my memories were being violated. I hated that man who had suddenly burst into my life and muddied everything.
…I hadn’t done anything wrong to him. I couldn’t understand why he harbored such malice toward me.
Expulsion? I was just a high schooler back then. What power could my words possibly have had that would make Dad listen? I never even told him to kick the guy out. I only mentioned that rumors about his dirty private life were reaching me too. It wasn’t a lie. I really had heard those rumors, and he had picked fights with my sister, and… looking at what he’s doing now, it’s even clearer.
“…”
I didn’t want to think about this emotionally anymore. I needed to calm my heated mind. In a more rational state. Step by step. I wanted to cleanly cut that man out of my life.
If I took a nap and woke up, everything would probably be fine. Luckily, tomorrow was another rest day. Flipping my sleep schedule for a day wouldn’t cause any major problems.
…Just sleep. I’d think about it after waking up. I ignored the vibrating phone as well. I didn’t want to feel this filthy mood any longer.
“It’s coming out so much again today… oppa.”
“We haven’t done it in a few days. I got a wax too.”
“Ah, that explains it. It’s so smooth…”
“Hey, you crazy girl, don’t touch!”
Sister, who had been spreading her slick pussy with one hand, immediately slapped my hand away the moment I tried to touch it.
…She’s always so strict only with me. Look at that—she doesn’t say a word when oppa touches her. Even when he sticks his fingers inside her pussy and scrapes out the cum, she just makes that lewd face.
“I took care of you first, so why are you so angry again today, Haeun?”
“…”
“Exactly. …If you keep raising your voice, it’ll carry upstairs, you know?”
“…Whatever. It doesn’t matter anymore. The shower isn’t running either.”
Even though she had been so terrified earlier, now that she had gone through with it, she was pretending nothing was wrong. I secretly stroked her butt. It was soft yet firm, with a heavy texture.
…I work out pretty hard too, but maybe our genes are just different. No matter how much I train, mine stays soft and squishy.
“…Ah.”
While I was kneading someone else’s ass, oppa suddenly grabbed mine firmly. He took the entire soft cheek in one hand and squeezed it gently, savoring the texture. The way his fingers dug in made me slightly aroused, so I reached out with my free hand and grabbed his cock, which had just finished ejaculating.
“…”
At the same time, oppa’s fingers slipped out of Sister’s pussy. She, who had been leaning against the bathtub, turned her head. Then she squeezed herself between us where we were pressed tightly together and clung to oppa, kissing him passionately.
“Mmm… ngh… haa…”
It was such a sticky, wet kiss that it made me feel embarrassed just watching. She must have been jealous that he had kissed me instead of her while fucking her earlier. She kept glancing at my face from the corner of her eye while intertwining her tongue with his, as if showing off.
…She really is a cute little puppy. Seeing her like this makes me a bit envious of oppa. It would be fun if I had a pet like her too.
“Pwah… Ugh. Ah, I’m going to get some water…”
“…Go ahead.”
After kissing him to her heart’s content, Sister roughly wiped her sticky thighs with a towel and left the bathroom for a moment. Leaving a wolf and a lamb alone in the bathroom.
…She wasn’t even worried?
Step, step.
“…”
The lamb left all alone stuck her tongue out slightly toward the wolf to avoid being eaten and showed her submission.
“…Mmm, chuup…”
While rubbing the cock that had just cummed against my belly. While pushing the tongue that had been tangled with another woman just ten seconds ago into my mouth. While accepting the wolf’s sexual desire as he nibbled hungrily at my lips inside the sticky bathtub.
I also hugged the wolf tightly, pressing my soft breasts and lower belly firmly against oppa.
“…”
It didn’t take long before a puppy returned through the bathroom door that hadn’t even been closed. Seeing the wolf devouring the lamb, she immediately clung to the lamb’s back and hugged her tightly.
“…Me.”
“…”
Then, begging to be eaten in my place, treating me like nothing more than a partition, …sandwiching my body between them.
This time, the two of them kissed over my shoulder.
“Mmm… chuu…”
More delicate than before. The sound of lips meeting lips, tongue tips brushing tongue tips. The soft, repeated contact and separation. Her voluptuous breasts rubbing wildly against my back. The hard muscles pressing down on my chest.
…Even though the bathwater had cooled, it felt so hot I thought I might go crazy.
“Huu… …That’s enough. Now.”
Only after that sticky time ended could I barely escape from between the two of them without being crushed.
…Of course, it felt better than I expected.
“Want to get out, or do you want to keep going here?”
“Let’s get out. The tub’s gotten dirty too.”
“Ah, I…”
“What?”
“…I want to get out too.”
We drained the now thick and sticky liquid from the tub. The three of us silently wiped our bodies clean. Once we were fresh, I stuck close to oppa’s side as he stood in front of the sink mirror and picked up his phone.
“Are you going to take this one too?”
“Yeah.”
“What pose?”
“…You two hug each other.”
“Ehh, what?”
But oppa stepped back, then pressed the two of us—whose expressions had quickly soured—tightly together. While looking at the screen, he grabbed each of our asses with one hand.
“You like it more when it’s the three of us anyway.”
“…That’s because you… get even more…”
“Whatever the reason. …Doesn’t this turn you on more?”
“…”
Chest against chest. Cheek against cheek. After pressing his women together, oppa looked at our reflection in the mirror with a rare refreshed expression, took one clean shot, then kissed our foreheads in order, starting with Sister.
“Why am I last?”
“I’ll do you first in bed.”
“…Okay.”
When I pouted in a slightly sulky voice, he immediately stroked my head.
…Haah. How on earth did I fall for a man like this? Even his wet hair that he’d roughly dried with a towel looked cool. I guess I’m seriously hooked too. I used to not understand the fans who said my just-woken-up look on broadcasts was cute or pretty. Now I kind of get it. Once you like someone, every look seems good.
After leaving the bathroom, we only brought our phones and lay side by side on Sister’s bed. While dirtying the pillow with our undried hair. Feeling the touch of Sister’s skin as she hugged oppa tightly from behind. Feeling oppa’s body heat as he hugged me tightly from behind.
“What are you looking at?”
“Fan… site.”
“For a fan site, the posts are pretty dirty.”
“That’s how those places are. Ehehe…”
While reading through the primitive sexual harassment from people that dirtied my eyes one by one.
“…What the hell. You have these too?”
“Ah, you have them too, Sister?”
“Mine are just from YouTube comments. …But you have an agency, don’t you? Why don’t you sue them?”
“I can’t sue over every single one of these. They’re hard to catch anyway…”
“Hey, but this one is a bit…”
“…Yeah. ‘I want to creampie Hinami’s slutty cunt, knock her up, and rub her pregnant belly’… that one probably should be reported, right?”
“…I recommend you do.”
I etched into my memory Sister’s first-ever sympathetic words toward me, spoken in her indifferent tone.
“…Hey, oppa.”
“What.”
“Why are you rubbing my belly the moment I say that?”
“…It’s not like I can actually get you pregnant, is it?”
Every time he heard those obscene words, I enjoyed the way his cock twitched uncontrollably, unable to hide his lust.
“…You pervert. Seriously.”
…Little by little. Very slowly. While feeling oppa’s cock as he groped my body and then slowly pushed inside me from behind.
“…”
Unlike before. This time it was quiet. Silent.
“…You cheating ahjussi who fucks other women right in front of me.”
“We’re the same age, why are you calling me ahjussi?”
“Then… Master. If you leave me and fuck another bitch, I’ll cut your dick off…?”
“If you cut it off you won’t be able to use it either. As if.”
“…Seriously. You never let me win even once. You bad bastard.”
While eavesdropping on the whispered conversation between the lovers.
“O…ppa. …Send me that picture from earlier too.”
“Why?”
“…I have a use for it.”
“Well… alright.”
The moment I received the friendly photo we had just taken from oppa,
“…”
…I sent that photo to the closest friend in the world. Because I wanted you to enjoy this happy time together too.