A Rival Born Without Jeong Yesol's Knowledge
Knead, knead.
He worked his hands over the defenseless little sister's ass as she greeted him at the door in nothing but panties and a T-shirt — a man showing up at her place, and this was how she answered.
Ohh…
For the first time in his life, he had stepped inside a woman's home.
It wasn't as if some absurd floral perfume suddenly filled the air just because it was a girl's place. Of course not. From the entrance onward, though, the whole apartment was saturated with Yuna's scent.
Aside from that—
Not that different from my place… no, wait, it's actually a little messier…?
From the entryway through the kitchen and on toward the soundproof booth where Yuna did her streams, it looked like she'd made some effort to tidy up. To his eyes, though, the place still read as cluttered. Everyday items and kitchen tools weren't put away in assigned spots so much as roughly lined up in rows — the kind of half-hearted arrangement that said a guest was coming and she'd scrambled to make things look presentable on the surface.
Even that much seemed like something she didn't do often. It showed.
Still.
Yeah… it really is different.
It was nothing like a guy's apartment. Messy or not, a woman's home was unmistakably a woman's home, and between Yuna's scent and the feminine belongings scattered here and there, his chest fluttered with a restless little thrill.
Cute little sister or not, Yuna wasn't actually family. She was someone else — a pretty girl. And right now he was walking freely through that pretty girl's home.
Click.
"This is where I stream!"
"Ah, so you set up something even smaller inside the room. It's pretty cool in here, though. I figured it'd feel stuffy."
"Gotta have AC because of the computer heat. Without it you'd die of the heat — especially in summer."
The soundproof booth itself was novel, but there wasn't much else remarkable about it. A tight space with a computer and two monitors, and around them a mic, earphones, a Nin—do and other gaming gear. Trying to fit anything more would have been a struggle in a room that small.
"What's that on top of the monitor? An iPhone?"
"Yep, iPhone. It does face tracking and links up with the pla— the character."
"You don't need separate camera gear or anything? So a phone works fine?"
"People who do cam streams set up a bunch of extra stuff, but for a VTuber this is all you need. It's more convenient that way — though I poured a ton of money into the character instead."
"Aha. Everything has its trade-offs."
They chatted as he slipped the hand that had been kneading her ass into her cotton panties.
Squish. Squish…
"Hngh…"
He stroked Yuna's pussy, her cotton panties plastered tight against it with her juices, and tossed out something a little mean.
"Yuna."
"Y-yeah… Oppa…"
"Did you tell your viewers?"
"Tell them what…?"
"You usually keep gaming past the end of the stream, right? But today you shut it down right on time — because you wanted the gym master to give your pussy a massage, pump you full of nutrients, and work off that libido of yours."
Squish, squish, squish…
As he spoke he kept gently tormenting her entrance. Yuna twisted her body, even as she pushed her ass faintly back toward him, and shook her head.
"N-no… ahn…♡ I just said I was going to work out… with a lady trainer…"
"A lady trainer? So you lied?"
"Nngh, yeah… I-I don't want people knowing… I'm learning from a guy…"
"Why?"
"Female streamers getting mixed up with guys… ahh… viewers hate that… they leave…"
"……? Ah, because most of your audience is guys?"
Squish, squish, squish…
"R-roughly… hyaaang… hhit… y-yeah…"
"Hmm… so nobody knows, then? That VTuber Yu— Bina loves getting her pussy touched by the gym master?"
"They absolutely… can't find out… aaahn…♡"
"Well, you're a VTuber, so even if your panties are soaked through on stream, nobody would know anyway."
"Yeah… they wouldn't…"
"I could massage you while you're live, then."
"Th-that I can't…"
"Can't?"
"I'd make noise… and they'd hear…"
"True. You pant ridiculously loud when you get a massage."
Still, it sounded fun to try someday. Having sex with Yuna mid-stream, or secretly eating her out under the desk. He'd have to try it eventually — whether through an out-of-gym lesson or some other way.
"Oppaah… I want my massage now…"
"Yeah? Our Yuna, who lied to her viewers and killed the stream — you want Oppa's cock massage?"
"Don't say it like that… hurryyy…"
"Sorry, sorry. Shall we get started?"
"Yeah!"
Squish, squelch! Thwup, thwup!
"Ahn, aaahn! Haaang! Oppaah…! It feels so good…!"
"Oppa loves it too! Yuna's pussy is clamping down on Oppa's cock nice and tight again today!"
"Hngh…! I want it every day, every dayyy…"
"Oppa wants to give it to you every day too! If our schedules lined up I'd really do you every single day!"
"R-really… ahn! Promise… hyaat… it's a promiseee…!"
The place served as a living room for him and a bedroom for her — a one-and-a-half-room studio. On the little bed shoved against one wall, Yuna's tiny frame rocked with every thrust of his hips.
Today again her tight little pussy gripped his cock hard, and as the thrusting went on it sprayed sticky juices without end. Whether she'd learned it from manga or thought of it herself, she'd laid a towel down beforehand, so the bed never got soaked with her slick.
And being in her own home seemed to put her at ease — she was even more sensitive here than at the gym.
Fwoosh…!
"Ahhit…! Heeek… O-Oppaah… haaang…!"
"You came again, Yuna? Want to rest a bit?"
"Nooo…! Keep goinggg…! Massage Yuna's pussy mooore♡"
"Okay. I'll keep pounding you without a break until the nutrients come out!"
"Mmh…! Hyaaang…! Ah, ah, nngh… ahaaang!"
She gushed endlessly and cried out with every moan. A natural-born nine-tailed fox to rival even Yena, Yuna kept craving his cock even through orgasm after orgasm.
His own climax rose fast. Fucking Yuna in Yuna's house, on Yuna's bed — the whole situation was insanely hot.
And on top of that—
Dear beloved viewers who adore Yuna — I'm so fucking sorry! This VTuber you love so much? I'm going to fuck her until the inside of her pussy molds to the shape of my cock!
The fact that she'd lied to her audience and shut off the stream only got him more worked up. This girl, loved by over a thousand viewers every time she went live, had her legs spread wide not for some lady trainer but for him — pinned under him, panting with pleasure.
Those people on the other side of the screen would never dream of it. That the VTuber they watched was actually this pretty a girl on the inside. That the moment she ended a stream, her belly bulged around a cock, and two or three times a week her pussy was getting stretched open.
Brrrrrrrrr…!!!
"Ohhhhuuuhh…♡ Ahi… Oppa's nutrients… filling my belly so fuuull…♡"
"Hooo… that's not enough, though. Get on your stomach and spread your pussy for me."
"Hehh… y-yeees…♡"
Thanks to yesterday's workout, Yuna's stamina was even better today. The second he pulled out, she flipped over and lifted her ass, then grabbed both cheeks with her hands and pulled them apart.
Schlick… drip…
Her two cute little holes spread obscenely wide. Her asshole winked, and from her pussy a little of the nutrients she hadn't fully absorbed leaked out.
"I spread them… Oppaah…"
"You spread your pussy this wide because you want Oppa's cock that bad? How dirty."
"Mmh… Oppa's cock… I want you to put it iiin…"
"If Yuna wants it, Oppa has to give it to her."
Smack! Slap!
"Ahiit…!"
He clapped both hands hard against her ass — each cheek barely the size of his palm — then pulled them away again, savoring the lewd rear view of popular VTuber Bina spreading her own pussy for him.
And he said:
"But Yuna. Don't you think you ought to apologize once?"
"Heuut… apologize for what…?"
"These are the people who help you make money, and you're lying to them while getting stuffed full of Oppa's cock and enjoying it all by yourself."
"Thaat's… ahn… but I can't exactly… teell them…"
"Of course you can't just honestly say, 'The gym master massages me with his cock, gives me nutrients, and works off my libido and it feels so good~' — but let's apologize right now. Oppa will listen for them."
"R-right noow…"
"Right now. Come on. Do it."
Slap!
"Haaang♡ hhit… I-I'm sorry, guys… B-Bina actually… w-wanted Oppa to massage her pussy… so she turned off the stream…"
"That's it."
"And actually… it's not a lady trainer, it's a guy… and to get the nutrients I spread my pussy wide open… and I'm begging Oppa for his cock… I'm sorry I lied…"
"Good girl."
Slap!
"Ahhit… b-but stiiill… he's not my boyfriend sooo… please go easy on meee… honestly… I wish he waaas my boyfriend thooough…"
"That's right, that's right. You're doing grea— huh? What did you say?"
He'd been half-zoning out, just trying to heat the mood and spank her ass enough to feel good, so the words didn't quite land in his ears.
Did she just say something about a boyfriend?
It felt like she'd just dropped something huge…
"Oppaah… I finished alreeady…"
"Hm?"
Wiggle, wiggle.
"Hurryyy… give me your cock…♡"
Yuna's voice, shaking her ass and begging for his cock, snagged his mind just as it started to go blank. So he shook his head, decided he must have misheard, and drove into that adorable little ass that was craving him.
Thwup…!
"Ogooohhh♡"
"Yuna's favorite Oppa-cock, going in~"
"Hek… so good… so good, so good♡ do it… do it more♡"
"Got it. Oppa's going to make Yuna feel amazing, so just relax your body and cry for me. Okay?"
"Mmh… hyaaaaang…!!"
Thwup, thwack…! Paah, pah, pah! Pah!
"Hiiiiit…! Oppa's cock… hick! It's stabbing all the way to my bellyyy… oeuuuh…!"
He drove into her with everything he had. Until her lust was fully spent, until his potent nutrients were thoroughly absorbed and she could sleep deep and sound. Until Yuna couldn't form human words anymore and could only spit out vulgar, ragged panting.
On Yuna's bed, he fucked Yuna senseless.
"Get some good rest. Oppa's heading out."
"Okay… sorry, Oppa…"
"Sorry for what? If anything, I'm the one who should apologize for touching everything without asking."
"N-no! That was stuff I was supposed to do anyway… thank you."
"Glad you see it that way. Don't forget to get up later and pull the laundry out. See you tomorrow."
"O-okay… see you tomorrow. Bye."
Click.
Ha Yuna saw Ju Seonghyeon off without even the strength to sit up, still lying on the bed.
"……."
Even after he left, her eyes stayed fixed on the spot where he'd been standing. A moment later she yanked the blanket all the way over her head.
"Ugh… ughhhh! Uuuuugh…!!"
Thump, thwump…!
And she thrashed, kicking the blanket with everything she had.
Was it because something embarrassing had happened? Not really.
It was just—
"Oppa… is seriously way, way, way too nice…!"
Her chest was in such an uproar because of Ju Seonghyeon that she couldn't stay still.
It started with him coming over first thing in the morning for an out-of-gym massage just to accommodate her. Then pouring everything he had into massaging her as much as she wanted and filling her with nutrients. Then, after she'd come so many times she had no strength left, carrying her to the bathroom and even helping her shower. And in the middle of that, massaging her chest and pussy one more time until she felt two hundred percent refreshed. Kissing her whenever she wanted, giving her tongue massages, sharing his sweet saliva.
And after they got out of the shower—
…Ah, I seriously can't take this.
He'd collected the soaked towel off the bed and done the laundry for her. Then, as if the mess bothered him just looking at it, he'd run the vacuum and cleaned the whole place. He'd properly folded the towels she'd half-heartedly dumped here and there, and while he was at it he'd completely organized the kitchen too.
Only then, looking thoroughly satisfied, had he said:
Yuna, still no strength in your legs? I'll carry you to bed.
Ah… O-Oppa…
Her head still fuzzy from getting massaged even during the shower, she'd just watched him. And he'd scooped her up in a princess carry like it was nothing, laid her on the bed, and pulled the blanket over her.
After showing her that incredible gentleness and kindness, he'd headed back to the gym like it was no big deal.
And for Ha Yuna — who normally found every little bit of housework endlessly annoying, who had never once received this kind of direct gentleness and kindness from a man—
"What do I do… this is that, right…? Haaauuugh…!!"
—those actions had lodged themselves straight in her heart.
She'd already been starting to feel something strange toward Ju Seonghyeon, and now those little acts had delivered the finishing blow right to her chest.
Ha Yuna kept blanket-kicking for a long while, trying to rein in the emotion welling up from deep inside her. It didn't work at all.
Thump… paah, pah!
She kicked the innocent blanket and savored this fierce attraction to the opposite sex — the first she'd ever felt in her life — until, after a few minutes, she finally stopped thrashing.
And then, peeking just her eyes out from under the blanket—
"Pfft… hehehe… hehehe… I really…"
—she fully accepted the warm feeling that rose up just from thinking about him, soft as a spring breeze.
"I think I've fallen for that Oppa…"
"Tch…"
"Yesol, what's wrong? Is the banchan not good?"
"No, it's just… my mood suddenly went bad."
"First thing in the morning? You said your condition's been great lately."
"I know. But for some reason… I'm just… kind of irritated."