A Hangover Confession and a Morning Spanking
Yunseo kept rubbing her temples. “Ah… my head hurts.” A dull, throbbing headache was creeping up on her, making her feel sick. It was annoying. ‘It’s not like I’ve ever drunk this much before.’
She had never been particularly interested in socializing with people, so she rarely went out drinking in the first place. The few friends she did have were just as introverted, so they hardly ever left their houses either. As a result, she didn’t know her own tolerance and had overdone it like a freshman who had just started drinking. Thankfully, she hadn’t thrown up in front of the guy she had feelings for… but something far more mortifying had happened instead.
“Haa…”
Now that the alcohol was wearing off, an overwhelming wave of embarrassment crashed over her. It would have been better if she had gotten so blackout drunk that she forgot everything. Even if she suffered from a killer hangover the next day, at least she wouldn’t feel this humiliated. And seriously, no matter how drunk she got, what the hell? Calling her own little brother Oppa? Why on earth had she done that?
Yunseo scratched at her scalp in self-reproach. She fumbled around, checking her clothes, and sure enough, she was completely naked. Well, not entirely—if she wanted to be technical, she was wearing a single pair of panties that she had basically stolen. She had thrown a tantrum at her brother, who had tried to put at least one more layer on her so she wouldn’t catch a cold. She had whined that it felt stuffy, that she didn’t want to wear it, and that it would be warm enough if he just held her while they slept.
‘How am I supposed to look him in the face from now on…’
Her brother was still sound asleep beside her. ‘At least he didn’t go all the way.’ That was probably the silver lining in all this misfortune. There were no traces of blood on the sheets. If he hadn’t held back, the two siblings might have given in to the mood and ended up tangled together.
“You really… I can never tell if you’re a good kid or a bad one.”
She stroked his hair and whispered softly so as not to wake him. Her brother had done everything he could to protect his drunk, giggling older sister. Yet the moment she was sober, she always picked the most embarrassing things to do to him. Asking him to look at her breasts. Sucking on them. Asking him to look down there. Sucking on that, too.
“A pervert with nothing but a decent face.”
She poked and prodded at his cheeks, then quietly rested her hand on his chest. ‘Alcohol really is the enemy. The absolute enemy.’
One drink, then two. As the beer slid down her throat, a pleasant buzz rose up, making her heart flutter and her mood strangely cheerful. That was when her feelings for her brother started peeling away like onion layers. The affection she had kept tightly locked up out of shame began to leak out like smoke, and she couldn’t stop it. Besides, she could express her feelings as much as she wanted. She could just blame it on the alcohol later and get away with anything. Acting cute, kissing him—everything was fair game. Thanks to that, she had clung to him and kissed him nonstop until his lips were swollen. She had groped and fondled him for no reason, thrown tantrums demanding piggyback rides, and gotten angry when he didn’t obey her every whim.
‘But peeing in front of him… fuck.’
She kept scolding herself. She wondered how her brother must have felt, watching her bodily functions right in front of him. But what could she do? Her cold-hearted bladder wouldn’t wait for anyone. She needed the bathroom urgently, she didn’t want him to leave, and he refused to take off the panties he had told her to wear. In the end, she had wet herself right in front of him while still wearing her underwear. It had dripped and dripped until everything below was soaked. Later, she had blamed him for everything and even stolen his panties to wear. Because of her stubbornness, he had ended up the one at risk of catching a cold.
When she lifted the blanket, her brother wasn’t wearing a single thread. She had thrown a fit while he was trying to put on his pajamas. If I’m naked, you have to be naked too. I can’t see your dick, so take everything off! Everything! Move your hand—I’m going to sleep while touching your dick.
‘Crazy bitch. Crazy bitch! And even now, while he’s sleeping… it’s getting hard.’
Yunseo stealthily reached out with both hands and cupped the space between his legs. She felt a heavy, solid weight. She was reminded once again just how big her brother was down there. It was like one of those foreign male actors from porn. She tried to estimate the length with her fingers. About a span? It was definitely longer than the tiny ruler she used to carry in her pencil case. A wave of worry washed over her. If—and it would never happen, but just hypothetically—if she ever ended up having sex with her brother, would she really be able to take this inside her? Even though babies were supposed to come out of there, it still seemed impossible. It wasn’t like she could ask him to make his dick smaller, either.
‘Should I… let him practice by putting just his fingers in first?’
Maybe one finger? If she could handle that, then two. One finger. Two fingers. She wasn’t sure if she could manage it. Even when she masturbated, she was too scared to put anything inside and always just rubbed the outside until she finished. Wait, hold on! Why was she thinking about making him practice? It wasn’t like she was actually going to have s-s-sex with her brother. Thanks to the alcohol, her emotions had been hazy and excited, but now they had sobered up completely. Once again, her prickly attitude toward him buried her true feelings deep inside. Why on earth would she ever mix bodies with a pervert like him?
But even so, her hands kept fidgeting. She couldn’t seem to pull them away from his cock. She touched the glans, sniffed it up close, even gave it a little sniff sniff.
‘Look at all this hair. Even if the dick is fine, he really needs to trim his stomach.’
She traced her fingers along the tangled veins, then moved lower, touching his balls. They felt soft. Even though he was a whole head taller than her, if she tormented him here, he wouldn’t be able to move an inch. Last time she had licked it, the hair had made it all scratchy and difficult. If he wanted to jerk off, he’d have to move his arm a lot. And if he put on a condom, wouldn’t it get even bigger? All sorts of silly thoughts kept popping into her head. Even though he might wake up if she kept going, she continued to knead and grope him. She touched her brother while imagining what it would feel like to have this inside her, wondering over and over if she would be able to endure it.
“……”
‘What the hell is this girl doing?’
Was she still drunk? Her face looked perfectly normal. This was ridiculous. The first thing that happened to him the moment he opened his eyes was getting sexually harassed by his older sister. And not just anywhere—she was playing with her fully grown little brother’s cock. She was kneading it like dough, so blatantly. He had let her do as she pleased for a while, but now she was even poking it with her nails and sniffing it up close. When she kept blowing warm breath onto the glans, he almost shot upright in bed. It was getting hard to hold back. If he let her keep going, he was going to end up ejaculating on her face first thing in the morning.
“……I’m awake now, you know.”
“E-eek!”
“Ow! You crazy bitch! How can you slap your brother’s dick?!”
The moment he made a sound, Yunseo immediately slammed her hand down between his legs.
“Ugh, that hurts. I already got sexually harassed, and now I have to get hit down there by you too?”
“Y-you surprised me! You know I scare easily!”
“So if I act up, does that mean I can slap your pussy? We almost stopped being brother and sister and became actual lovers, you know.”
“Then why were you sleeping naked next to me? Wait a second. Why am I completely naked too? You didn’t…?”
“Didn’t what? You were the one who did a strip show in front of me yesterday.”
“Don’t lie. When did I ever? You’re the one who took my clothes off.”
“……You really don’t remember what happened yesterday?”
“Nope.”
“Really?”
I stared straight into her eyes. She couldn’t meet my gaze and kept looking around in circles, avoiding my eyes.
“I said I don’t remember! I don’t! Now you’re even suspecting your own sister. Move. I’m going to wash up.”
Yunseo shoved me hard. No matter how suspicious she looked, she wasn’t giving me any chance to press her for the truth. She was clearly lying… but while I had my suspicions, I had no way to prove it.
“Noona.”
“What.”
“But you do remember promising to call me Oppa from now on, right?”
“I don’t.”
“Then the part where you called me Oppa?”
“I don’t remember that either.”
“You were speaking perfectly fine earlier, but suddenly you don’t remember any of that?”
“I said I don’t remember. How many times do I have to say it?”
She had clearly decided to play dumb until the end.
“……Whatever. Maybe I just gave in because you kept throwing a tantrum begging me to call you Oppa.”
“No, you didn’t.”
I grabbed her from behind and pulled her into a hug. We had lived together for so many years. She was definitely lying.
“You were acting all cute with me and everything. You don’t remember any of that?”
I ran my hands over her body, stroking her.
“C-can we not… do this first thing in the morning?”
“You get to touch your brother’s dick, but I can’t?”
I traced a long line with my finger from her breasts down to her navel. When I flicked the waistband of her panties, she flinched and squirmed.
“……Th-that’s… because it’s morning and it was just… interesting.”
“So interesting that you kneaded your brother’s dick like it was dough?”
“I just noticed it gets hard even while you’re sleeping. I only looked a little. I didn’t touch it.”
“You’re going to keep lying?”
With a smooth tug, her panties slid down her thighs. She was much thinner than me, so even a light touch was enough. I poked her ass repeatedly with my cock.
“Hm? Noona. I have a lot I want to say to you right now. You made me suffer all night, then you wouldn’t even let me wear clothes. And now that I know everything, you’re still lying to my face.”
“W-what do you want me to do? I really don’t remember. Okay, fine, I touched your dick a little. So what? Does it wear out or something? You touch my tits all the time too.”
This woman. The one who farts gets mad first?
“……Looks like Noona needs to be punished.”
“What are you going to—hey! Hey!”
I lifted her up and carried her to the bed. I forced her down across my lap and completely stripped off the panties she had been half-wearing.
“From now on, I’m going to spank your ass until you say you’re sorry.”
“H-have you lost your mind?”
“Lost my mind? If I had, I wouldn’t stop here. Don’t worry. If something goes wrong, I’ll make sure to take you to the hospital.”
“Hey, hey! Ow!”
Smack! Not too hard, not too soft. I slapped her ass with just the right amount of force.
“You son of a bitch! That hurts!”
“After what you did, you have the nerve to yell that loud?”
Smack! I slapped her ass again, adjusting my strength appropriately. If I had hit her with full force on purpose, her pretty little ass would have been ruined. I deliberately took my time so she would feel the shame. In between spanks, I stroked her pussy or pinched her nipples, then smack. Smack.
“Hngh, haa! Mmm!”
Even her moans were strangely mixed with arousal for someone who was supposedly in pain.
“Say you’re sorry or not?”
“Ugh… You’re not exactly innocent either. You’ve been tormenting me this whole time.”
Her ass was slowly turning red, but she still refused to apologize.
“How exactly have I been tormenting you?”
“You keep embarrassing me. You grope me down there, lick me… ngh!”
Smack. I spanked her again.
“So you threw a tantrum like that while drunk? And you even lied about remembering everything.”
“Yeah, fuck. I got a little irritated while I was drunk, ngh! Hey. Only spank my ass. Stop touching me down there.”
As expected, sticky fluids were slowly seeping out from between her legs.
“Noona, Noona, you’re the one getting punished right now. But fuck. I can spank your ass, but your pussy is getting wet.”
“……”
“Say you’re sorry or not?”
“……I’m sorry.”
“Then from now on, you have to call me Oppa, right or wrong?”
“What does that have to do with—hey! I told you to stop touching my pussy!”
“You want to keep talking back? Should I really start hitting you for real?”
“……Fuck. I have to.”
“Then say it. Minjun Oppa.”
“Minjun Oppa.”
“Repeat after me. I will never lie again.”
“I will never lie again.”
“From now on, I will only drink alcohol with my little brother for the rest of my life.”
“From now on, I will only drink alcohol with my little brother for the rest of my life.”
“Good enough.”
I let her go. Her whole body was pale, but her ass was mottled and flushed red, making the sight even more stimulating.
“Want me to put some saliva on it? When you got bitten by mosquitoes as a kid, you always had me lick it.”
I touched her ass gently. Surprisingly, she stayed still even when I pressed my lips against it.
“……What’s gotten into you?”
I was the one who ended up dumbfounded, so I asked her.
“……You told me not to lie. If you want to lick it, then lick it. I don’t really hate it either.”
With those words, Yunseo pushed her ass toward me.
I’m not sure if what I did was right or wrong. But one thing was clear. The fact that my sister was letting me lick her ass or her crotch without resistance meant she wasn’t normal. The fact that the two siblings had started devouring each other first thing in the morning meant we weren’t normal.