Carry Me, Oppa
Haa, I'm gonna die. It wasn't an empty threat—my legs were actually shaking. Even though the house wasn't that far, carrying a full-grown woman on my back was brutally exhausting. I thought about just taking a taxi, but—
"Hey! How far is it from here to the house that you need a taxi?"
"Just hold on a little longer. When else am I going to ask you to carry me? If it's really too hard, let's go that far and I'll walk the rest, okay? Just that far?"
"What? You're telling me to put you down here? Are you really going to disappoint your sister? My legs hurt, I told you! I can't walk. I can't!"
What the hell was I supposed to do when she threw a tantrum like that? She said she'd be disappointed. In me. Her own little brother. My one and only precious older sister. How could any real man stay still after hearing something like that? I gritted my teeth and carried her the whole way. Thanks to that, sweat poured down my body in streams.
I set her down safely and immediately yanked off my top.
It's so fucking hot.
"Thanks for the hard work, kid. Having a good little brother is so convenient and nice."
Pat pat. She tapped my ass.
"We're already home, so instead of just standing around at the entrance, we should go inside. How long are you planning to loiter out here?"
She sat with her legs spread out carelessly. What was this woman going to do if her panties showed?
"Take them off. Here."
She poked her leg out toward me.
"You've really become a total baby now."
The fact that I just did what she told me to was a problem in itself. I took off her shoes and set them down neatly.
"Then I'll be your little sister just for tonight. Oppa."
"Don't say that, it's gross."
"Why? Oppa. You must be sick of calling me sister all the time, so I'll be generous just for today. Oppa."
"Yeah, yeah. I'm so grateful, so please go inside and sleep already. Don't stay out here like this."
"Carry me."
"I told you I'm tired. Why do you keep asking me to carry you?"
"Aigoo. My feet hurt! Because of you, Oppa, I even got blisters on my soles."
"How is that my fault? If someone heard you, they'd think I forced you to bind your feet or something."
"I wore them to look pretty for you....... You son of a bitch. You keep pissing me off."
"Ugh. Seriously. Fine, fine, I got it!"
"Fuck, you should've just carried me from the beginning. I swear I have to curse at you for you to understand anything."
In the end I lifted her up in a princess carry with both arms.
"This is good enough, right? Let's go to the room and change clothes first."
"Hey, Oppa. Minjun-ah."
"Just one. Do just one."
"I need to pee. I'm gonna pee myself."
"Then go pee. You don't have to ask my permission for every single thing. Please."
"Take me there. Since you're already holding me anyway. Who the hell are you to give me permission whether I pee or not? Just take me there! Take me!"
I'm really going to get you once you sober up.
Grumbling under my breath, I carried her to the bathroom. I set her down on the toilet and tried to leave again, but she grabbed me.
"What?"
"My panties."
"What about your panties? What do you want me to do about it?"
"Take them off. You made me wear them, didn't you? The gray ones. You should at least watch once before you go."
Is she for real?
Was she doing this because she was drunk? Or did she have some other scheme? I couldn't figure it out. I met her eyes. It was that devilish smile she always wore when she was messing with me. The only difference was that her cheeks were flushed red from the alcohol.
"Yunseo, stop joking and just pee already. I'm tired."
"I'm not joking. If you don't take them off, I'll just pee in my clothes."
"Ha, you... You know your drinking habits are seriously fucking insane, right?"
"I don't knooow~"
"If I do this, I'm really going to sleep afterward, okay? This is the end for real?"
"Yeah, I got it. Hurry up and take them off. Quickly."
But....... How the hell do you pee while wearing a dress? You would only know if you'd ever worn one. With pants you just pull them down, but this doesn't work that way. Do I have to take the whole thing off? Or should I roll the skirt up?
"Hey. Don't just sit there—explain. What am I supposed to do with this?"
"You need an explanation even to pull down panties? You idiot. Moron."
"To take the panties off, I have to deal with the dress first. You're sitting on it right now. Should I just lift it up?"
Maybe I should hang her upside down until she sobers up. Next time I drink with my sister, I'm changing my family name. For real.
"Just take this off too then. There's a zipper on the back."
I felt along her back where she told me. When I pulled the zipper down, her pure white skin was completely exposed. I fumbled around, pulling the dress off her shoulders and stripping it all the way off. My sister, now in just her underwear, stared at me with hazy eyes. If this had been the usual sober Yunseo, I would've found it insanely hot—but not now. Taking care of her was too much work. Please, let's stop here and quietly go to sleep. I feel like I'm going to collapse.
"Now I'm lowering your panties. Sis. If you keep squeezing your legs together that tight, I can't get them off."
"But....... I really can't hold it anymore......."
You....... No way?
"Hey! Wait, hey!"
Sure enough, the impossible happened. My sister started peeing herself. This is insane. I thought about yanking them off quickly, but it was already too late. The gray panties I had picked out for her were getting drenched by the stream.
"Haa......."
"Oppa, I'm sorry. Your sister couldn't hold her pee."
When I let out a big sigh without thinking, she started sniffling and apologizing.
"Oppa, little brother. Just do one thing for me. Did I finish peeing?"
"Yeah."
"That must feel better. Sorry for sighing too. We should shower before bed."
"You'll shower with me, right?"
"....... If you allow it, sis."
"Then let's shower together. Don't go anywhere else—just stay next to me."
"First let me grab some underwear. Wait a second."
Grab. I tried to leave her there, but she caught me. She must have heard what I said, yet—
"I told you to stay next to me. Don't go."
"Don't go....... I need to get panties to wear them, don't I? Or are you going to wear the piss-soaked ones again?"
"You can just take yours off and give them to me."
"Then what about me?"
"You can just not wear any. You always dangle that thing in front of me and enjoy it. Dangling and swinging."
She started groping between my legs. She was seriously difficult to handle.
"If you keep that up, Mr. Dick is going to get angry."
"This guy! Mr. Dick. Stop talking and let's shower already, yeah?"
Without me saying anything else, she unbuckled my belt. In return, I stripped off her underwear. I fumbled a bit with the hook, but she guided my hand and I somehow managed. I straightened up the sister who kept giggling in my arms and sprayed water over her body.
"Since you peed yourself, you need to wash extra thoroughly."
"I don't need any salt, though."
"If I could, I'd tell you to go get some, but let's drop it. It's my fault for not training you properly."
"If you know you did wrong, then treat me better from now on."
"Haa......."
I lathered up foam and slowly started rubbing from her navel.
"It tickles."
"Just bear with it a little."
Scrub scrub. Her stomach, ass, and thighs were no problem, but the space between her legs was the issue.
"You can wash this part yourself, right?"
I didn't want to touch her carelessly while she was this drunk, so I tried to make her do it.
"....... I'd like it if you did it."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Just. The outside only."
"You do it, sis."
"Do it for me."
"I told you to do it yourself."
"You like me, don't you? Stop complaining and just do it."
"Haa......."
It was incredibly arousing, but I couldn't enjoy it comfortably. It was starting to get confusing.
Is she really doing this because she's drunk? Or is she testing me?
Her voice sounded normal when she spoke, but the content was half out of her mind.
"The water stream....... gently....... just the outside."
In the end I did what she wanted. I sat her on the edge of the tub and slowly brought the showerhead between her legs.
"Is this enough?"
"....... Yeah."
Then slowly, I rubbed the foam from her stomach and ass between her legs with my hand. Just lightly with my fingers on the outside.
"Haa. Haa."
"Does it feel good?"
"Yeah. It feels good."
"From now on, good girls wash their own pussy, okay?"
"I can ask you to wash it for me. It's yours anyway."
"....... That's true, but still."
"Yours has gotten really big too."
"Tsk, yeah."
"I'll wash you too. Switch places."
This time she rubbed between my legs.
"....... Does it feel good?"
"Yeah."
"Not touching your dick—I mean, do you like me?"
"I like you....... so much it drives me crazy."
"How much? Exactly how much?"
"As high as the sky and as deep as the earth."
"Doesn't look like it to me."
"Why? Because I like you....... that's why I do all this."
Because I like you, I accept all your tantrums and endure all your nerve-wracking behavior. No matter how tired I am, I carry you all the way so you won't be disappointed. Because you said you wanted to see my body, I work out. If you wanted, I'd probably pluck stars from the sky for you. I'd have to retake the college entrance exam for engineering to reach the universe, but whatever. I'd do it.
"Then why don't you ever tell me you like me?"
"Did I never say it? I always tell you I like you."
"No. It doesn't look like it to me."
"I like you."
"There's no sincerity in it."
"I like you. Kang Yunseo, I love you."
"Say more. Always. Every time. Even if I tell you to stop, keep telling me you like me."
"I like you."
I whispered it into her ear while stroking her body.
"I like you, sis. I really do."
While she was groping me, she suddenly stole my lips. She grabbed my cheeks and desperately searched for my tongue.
"Slurp, if we kiss—chu, chu—I can't say I like you."
"Slurp. Haa. When we kiss it's good. Chu chu, then say you like me—haa, haa, let's rest for a second."
The siblings tangled together again like always. Her mouth was a chaotic mix of beer and chicken smells. It was probably the most riotous taste out of all the kisses we'd ever shared. Just like her drunk habits. Just like the way she was speaking to me right now.