Sorry, My Little Puppy. This Time, Even Big Sister Can’t Yield, Can She?
In the quiet house, the lewd smacking sounds that echoed all around made everyone’s faces burn bright red.
The house itself was cool, but around the dining table, the heat was suffocating.
“Me too. I want to too… kiss.”
Seo Haneul looked at Kim Nagyeong monopolizing Song Hoon’s lips and grew impatient. She wanted to kiss those tempting lips too. She wanted to be held in his arms.
As their lips parted, the string of saliva stretched long between them before snapping with a soft plop and falling away.
“So lewd….”
Kim Nagyeong was panting lightly, as if out of breath, and Seo Haneul seized the opening, grabbed Song Hoon’s face, and pressed her own lips to his.
“Hah… Big sister is mean.”
With Song Hoon’s lips gone, Kim Nagyeong latched onto his ear, while Seo Haneul wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and savored his saliva.
“Mmm… so sweet.”
It was probably a kiss she’d done hundreds of times before, but Song Hoon’s saliva tasted strangely sweet.
This shouldn’t be happening… if I keep going like this, I won’t be the one in control.
Contrary to the thought flickering through her head, Seo Haneul diligently roamed over the inside of Song Hoon’s mouth.
Seo Haneul was the type to devour a man who was desperate to have her, playing with him as though he were her prey. After her first time, whether it was a threesome or a foursome, she’d always made sure she had even a sliver of the upper hand.
But maybe it was the pressure of this huge, expensive house. Or the pressure of expensive liquor. Or maybe it was the pressure of this gorgeous man and the unfamiliar scent clinging to him.
Or is it that strange scent?
Seo Haneul found herself wanting to take the lead and feast on Song Hoon’s body from head to toe.
“Ahh… kissing can feel this good?”
Drunk on strong whiskey, and on the strange scent Song Hoon gave off, and on the blazing heat of desire, they were all being consumed bit by bit.
Then—
“Eek!”
Song Hoon scooped Kim Nagyeong up in his arms and carried her straight into the bedroom.
“Wow. That bed is, what the hell….”
Seo Haneul, who followed close behind, was still marveling at the size of the bed—big enough for the three of them and then some—when Song Hoon flung Kim Nagyeong onto it, wrapped an arm around Seo Haneul standing behind him, and said, “Come here.”
“Yesss~”
He kissed her deeply and slid a hand over her waist as he slowly lowered her onto the bed.
“Looks good.”
Song Hoon stood at the foot of the bed and looked down at the two women lying there.
Tousled hair. Rumpled clothes. Flushed faces.
One was Kim Nagyeong, a cute puppy-faced girl in her early twenties.
The other was Seo Haneul, in her late twenties, tall and blessed with a breezy figure and a similarly breezy smile.
Two beautiful women, similar in some ways and yet charmingly different in others.
“Shall we get started?”
He spread his arms, and Kim Nagyeong naturally began undressing the shirt from his upper body.
“Then I’ll handle the lower half….”
With a pounding heart, Seo Haneul undid his belt and pulled off his pants, and then—
“Haaah….”
His cock, too large for even his droes to properly contain, strained against his underwear as if it might tear the fabric apart, showing off its full magnificence.
“See? I told you he was incredible.”
Kim Nagyeong looked absurdly proud as she stroked Song Hoon’s cock as if it belonged to her.
“Huh… what is this smell? There’s a fragrance coming off his cock….”
Seo Haneul, startled by the faint scent she caught, buried her face at the base of Song Hoon’s shaft.
“Mm… big sister looks lewd.”
But Kim Nagyeong was the same. There definitely hadn’t been any scent like this the last time they’d had sex.
Lick—
She pressed her face against the base and licked around the root of his cock with her tongue.
Between the blazing pillar of heat thrusting up toward the ceiling, Kim Nagyeong’s tongue and Seo Haneul’s tangled together.
“Ahhh….”
The situation produced a truly insane sensation. This wasn’t a blowjob with his cock in someone’s mouth; being licked from both sides made it several times more stimulating.
He rested both hands on Seo Haneul and Kim Nagyeong’s heads and savored the feeling.
Slurp— suck—
As if competing with one another, they worked diligently from the base to the shaft, licking him up with frantic enthusiasm.
There was no question of who had the upper hand yet. This was just the beginning, and all they were doing was licking his cock with their tongues. Or, if anything, his balls.
What was even hotter was how their tongues crossed as they licked him.
“You’re both so good at this. Very experienced.”
At the praise, as if they’d been given divine inspiration, their tongue work became even filthier.
When Song Hoon lifted Seo Haneul’s head, Kim Nagyeong, left alone with his cock, eagerly took it into her mouth and started sucking even harder.
“Waaah… I want to suck it more.”
Seo Haneul whined and clung to Song Hoon’s chest, trying to soothe her frustration at not being able to suck him by doing this instead.
“We have to take turns, don’t we? Should I be the only one undressed?”
Song Hoon peeled off her loose top, slipped a hand inside the crop top underneath, and squeezed her breast.
“You’re not wearing a bra?”
“Hng— I didn’t want the straps showing on my shoulders… I can just use nipple stickers.”
That was even better. He kneaded her breasts through the crop top, then stripped the top away and pulled off her hot pants. Her panties were already damp with arousal, and they shyly waited for Song Hoon’s touch.
“Seventy?”
“Seventy-two.”
She was beautiful. Her legs were long and cleanly defined, and a crisp set of 11-line abs was carved across her stomach, making it obvious she didn’t just cheer for a living.
“You must work out quite a bit.”
“Hehe. Do you like women who work out?”
At the playful arch of Seo Haneul’s eyes, Song Hoon smirked, then grabbed her breast and licked along the side of her neck.
“Nope. I like any woman who’s pretty and looks good enough to eat.”
“Seriously, you’re such a lecher. Oppa, you’re really such a lecher.”
“I am a lecher. Sexually promiscuous, horny for women, overflowing with lust. That’s me, isn’t it?”
Without bothering with Kim Nagyeong, who was still sucking on his cock, Song Hoon shoved Seo Haneul onto the bed and forcibly lifted her lower half.
“Hah… you’re rough.”
Seo Haneul writhed for a moment in that bizarre position with only her lower body raised, then seemed to give up and let herself go slack.
Unexpectedly pink, huh?
The shape and color of a pussy were, of course, natural gifts, but considering the sex life Kim Nagyeong had told him about, it was a little unexpected.
Sniff sniff—
“Ahh— that’s embarrassing. Why are you smelling my pussy? Haneul’s pussy is delicious. Please lick it properly.”
Perhaps embarrassed by the blatant situation, Seo Haneul flailed and reached out at him.
It doesn’t even have that sour pussy smell people always talk about.
No, to exaggerate a little, it was comparable to Seol Yeomyeong’s pussy, who had relatively little sexual experience.
Lick—
When he lapped at her clit with the tip of his tongue—
“Feels so goood….”
She let out a purring moan. It tasted good too.
At this level, even if she’s bad at it, she’d still be B-grade. I’ll have to see how tight she is once I’m inside, though.
When he slid his tongue into her cunt, the slick warmth of her juices came with a trembling that ran straight through her body.
No, rather, she subtly twisted her hips to make it easier for his tongue to explore inside her pussy. Her skill was no joke.
“Your technique is actually pretty good. Hm? You learned this from sleeping with athletes so much? This doesn’t look like your ex-boyfriend’s handiwork.”
“I’m embarrassed… that’s not it.”
With his face buried deep between her legs, he licked her cunt while below, wet smacking sounds mixed with his cock being wrapped in a warm tongue and sucked hard.
“Want to switch positions?”
Song Hoon pulled Kim Nagyeong off his cock, lay down on the bed, and crooked a finger at them.
“One of you suck me. The other one lets me suck her.”
***
“Haaah… cooome on.”
Seo Haneul diligently sucked on Song Hoon’s cock, which filled her mouth to the brim.
It wasn’t easy. The length was one thing, but the thickness and hardness made her jaw ache if she kept sucking for too long.
But she absolutely refused to let his cock leave her mouth. And even when she did pull away, she used her hand to work his shaft as if it were unavoidable, doing so in order to lick the balls and the full length of the shaft.
Still, I have to be above our puppy.
Sex? She’d had plenty. Definitely more than Kim Nagyeong. Maybe not even comparable.
And yet, the one thing she was confident about was the word those athletes had all used, no matter how many times they’d fucked her: “goddess.”
If it were up to me, I would’ve just half-assed it, sided with our puppy, and called it a day.
But looking at his face, his body, his cock, this house… this wasn’t something she could compare to those athletes who had stuffed her again and again.
All that remained was to confirm whether his stamina was truly as incredible as it seemed.
Sorry, my little puppy. This time, even big sister can’t yield, can she?
She wanted to make Song Hoon think of her first whenever he wanted to satisfy himself.
And she wanted to gladly answer whenever he came to her.
That was why she intended to seduce Song Hoon completely during tonight’s sex.
No matter what it takes.
At that moment, Song Hoon’s hand clamped onto Seo Haneul’s head, and at the same time—
“Ahhng… it feels so good… I think I’m dying.”
Kim Nagyeong, whose pussy Song Hoon was licking, twisted her whole body wildly, signaling that she had reached her peak.
“Kekh— kehk—!”
Realizing what that meant, Seo Haneul opened her mouth wider, shoved the huge cock all the way down her throat, and strained her throat in an attempt to deepthroat him.
Splurt—
She could feel the cock in her throat throb violently, and at the same time, hot cum began pouring down into her gullet.
Glug— glug—
Even while struggling to breathe, Seo Haneul swallowed every drop of the jizz Song Hoon spewed into her throat.
“Haa… haaah…”
When his cock finally slipped from her mouth and she could breathe again, she gasped desperately for air—
“All gone now—”
Slurp— slurp—
“I’ll clean it for you.”
And she lovingly began cleaning the cock, now slick with juices.
All the while, she felt the warm touch of Song Hoon’s hand stroking her hair, as if he found her pleasing.