Soaked and Wet — My Little Sister's Pussy
I stared straight at her. She stared right back.
“…….”
“…….”
I couldn’t look away from Eun-yeong’s burning gaze, so I just kept staring blankly at the girl who was glaring at me. She jerked her chin, clearly telling me to say something—anything.
“Uh… so… can I do what I wanted to do?”
It was a stupid question. But Eun-yeong actually gave a tiny nod.
“R-really…?”
Now I was the one who was shocked. I asked again, stunned.
“Ah! Yes, really! Just do whatever you want!”
“…….”
Gulp—
Even though Eun-yeong snapped at me in irritation, permission had been given once more. A chill ran down the back of my neck. My spine tingled.
“…How far?”
“……What?”
“How far can I go?”
“…Please just do whatever you want already!”
Eun-yeong practically screamed, then turned her back to me. Her shoulders kept twitching as she panted, letting out rough, ragged breaths.
“……So I can really do whatever I want…?”
“Haa… hng… hah… haaa…”
There was no other answer, but right now her silence was clearly a yes. So I looked at her back and lay down beside her. My hand began to move slowly. The moment my fingers crept toward her waist—
“…I’m going to sleep.”
“What? Why?”
It felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water on me. After getting me all worked up and telling me to do whatever I wanted, she suddenly said she was going to sleep. My voice rose without me realizing it.
“Hey, you told me to do whatever I wanted! So why are you saying you’re going to sleep all of a sudden? Huh?”
“…I’m tired. I’m going to sleep.”
“No, I mean—why so suddenly?”
“…It’s my choice. I’m going to sleep… so Oppa can do whatever he wants.”
“Haa…”
The bigger the expectation, the bigger the disappointment. My outstretched hand drooped limply.
“If you’re going to sleep, why did you even come here? Seriously…”
We were lying in the same bed and everything. And she had been so bold telling me to do whatever I wanted just moments ago. For a second I wondered if she was already regretting coming here with me.
But regret or not… I was still incredibly frustrated.
“Hey, are you really sleeping?”
“…….”
Now she was even ignoring me. If she was going to be like this, there was no point wasting time here. I was about to suggest we just go home.
“Hey, Park Eun-yeong. Hey!”
I grabbed her shoulder and shook her. Her body flopped around like a sheet of paper. Then with a soft thud, she rolled over onto her back. She lay there perfectly straight, breathing in short, quick gasps.
“…Hey, are you sleeping?”
“…….”
There was no way she had actually fallen asleep already. Yet she was sprawled out like she was dead to the world.
“……You’re really sleeping?”
“…….”
Only a few seconds had passed, but her eyes stayed tightly shut.
“You’re actually sleeping? Huh?”
Tap. Tap. I poked her shoulder again. Still no reaction. So I started shaking her shoulder properly. She didn’t budge, still pretending to be fast asleep.
“Haa…”
No matter how I thought about it, she was obviously faking. At this point, why she was pretending didn’t matter anymore. The only thing echoing in my ears was her earlier command to do whatever I wanted.
“…Hey, Park Eun-yeong. You’re really sleeping, right?”
It was my final confirmation. When she still didn’t move, my hand moved back to her waist.
“Mmm…”
Even through her clothes, I could feel the elastic give of her skin. I couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh of admiration.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
I caressed her body gently, like I was petting a cat or a dog. Every ounce of my attention was focused on my fingertips.
“Hng…”
A tiny nasal sound slipped from Eun-yeong. No—it wasn’t just a nasal sound. It was closer to a moan. For some reason, I wanted to make the girl who was desperately holding her moans back cry out even louder.
Maybe this was just a man’s instinct.
So my hand grew bolder… and bolder. I explored her body more deeply.
“Ah, ahng…”
My hand slid up her side and moved toward her stomach. What had been soft and squishy began to twitch and tighten as she tensed, her lower belly growing firmer with every flex.
Stroke. Stroooke.
My fingertips tickled her belly. Eun-yeong, who had been perfectly still, began to tremble. Then she suddenly swatted my hand away and rolled onto her side again.
“…Are you awake?”
“…….”
She couldn’t have been asleep in the first place, but she still refused to answer. I pressed myself close against her back. My crotch hovered so near her ass that I was almost touching it.
Stroke. Stroke.
My hand returned to her waist. This time I traced her pelvis instead of her stomach. Through her pants, I could clearly feel the line of her panties.
Flick—
“Hup!”
I snapped the waistband of her pants. Eun-yeong jolted violently.
Flick—
“…….”
No moan this time, but her body still trembled.
Flick. Flick.
Her pants slid down little by little. Beneath them, black underwear came into view.
“…Black, huh.”
“…….”
Eun-yeong’s ears were already bright red. Her whole body felt feverishly hot.
“…It must be uncomfortable to sleep in these, so I’m taking them off, okay?”
Once again, her silence was consent. That’s what I told myself.
Slide.
I hooked my fingers under her pants and pulled them down. The side underneath her was stubborn, but the top half was already halfway off her ass.
“…I’ll take the bottom off too.”
My hand slipped beneath her. It slid between the bed and her pelvis, pushing through. But it was wedged tight. Eun-yeong was clenching every muscle, pressing down on my trapped hand with all her strength.
Pat. Pat.
“Hngh!”
I gave her half-exposed ass a couple of light smacks. She only flinched, but the tension in her body refused to ease.
“…Relax a little. Yeah?”
“…….”
Since we both knew she wasn’t actually sleeping, I spoke casually. But Eun-yeong stubbornly kept up the act and didn’t move an inch.
“Kyaaht!”
I suddenly shoved my hand under her top. Of course she curled up in shock, letting out a startled moan.
“Ah, aaahng…”
Her slightly curled lower belly was incredibly soft. My fingers felt like they were melting into her smooth skin.
“Haa…”
I pressed my body against her from behind, almost hugging her. My rock-hard cock finally made full contact with her ass.
“Hng… Park Eun-yeong…”
The hand that had been trying to pull her pants down moved up to cradle her head instead of the pillow. Her face twitched. Her body slowly squirmed toward the edge of the bed.
“Hup!”
I pulled her firmly into my arms.
“Ha, haa… haaa…”
Hot, ragged breaths brushed against my forearm. The cleft of her ass, where my cock was buried, began to tremble harder and harder, almost like it was spasming.
“Ah, ahng…”
Every time I stroked her belly, I could feel the vibrations in her lower abdomen. My hand waited for the right moment before slipping down between her legs.
“Hngh!”
My fingers brushed against the lacy edge of her panties. Eun-yeong had gone completely rigid with tension. I pushed my hips forward even deeper.
“You told me to do whatever I wanted, didn’t you…? So just stay still.”
I tried to slide my hand between her thighs. But her tightly pressed legs refused to let me in.
“H-hng… haeu, hngh…”
Her moans were slowly turning into full-blown cries of pleasure. Without thinking—pure instinct—I brought my hand to her mouth.
“Aah… hng, mmp… mgh, mmph…”
Soft, plush lips met my fingers. I pushed one finger between them, into the wet heat of her mouth. It was scorching. I forced my finger past her clenched teeth.
“Mgh, mmph… mgh!”
She resisted fiercely. But while her attention was focused upward, my middle finger rubbed roughly against her mound before finally slipping between her legs.
“Haaahk!”
I shoved another finger into her startled, open mouth. Her teeth clamped down hard enough to send a sharp sting through my skin, but it wasn’t painful enough to stop me.
Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.
My fingertips teased the fabric of her panties. A humid heat wrapped around my fingers. Beyond the thin cloth, I could feel the soft, fuzzy hairs of her pussy welcoming me. My hips began rocking back and forth on their own, rubbing my cock between her ass cheeks.
“Aaahng… ngh, hngh… hup!”
Eun-yeong nibbled and sucked on my fingers. Every time her tongue accidentally brushed against them, a shiver of pleasure ran down my spine. I pushed my finger deeper, tickling her tongue. She moved her tongue desperately, trying to push my finger out. But it only looked like she was eagerly sucking and licking it.
Meanwhile, the hand between her legs finally succeeded in hooking her panties aside. After so long, my fingertips met her pussy hairs again.
“Kyaaahk!!”
Eun-yeong, still trapped in my arms, shook violently from head to toe. Her body was still rigid with tension. She thrashed and struggled, but she still refused to “wake up.”
So my fingers began to tease her soaked, dripping little pussy. I buried my face in the crook of her neck, licking and tasting her skin.