Hands-On Writing Help
“You’re not going anywhere today.” As I lounged on the sofa, Noona came over and sat beside me.
“What, are you asking me out on a date?”
“....... No. I need help with my novel. It’s not like you have anything else to do anyway.”
“I do have something.”
“What?”
“Thinking about you.”
“You can take a break from doing that every day. Get up. Hurry.”
Pat, pat. Noona tapped my butt. With no other choice, I followed her instructions. It was a little funny, actually. Two siblings huddled together on a weekend morning to write erotica.
“Look. The views have been steadily dropping lately.”
“Yeah, I see that.” The graph Noona showed me was sloping gently downward toward the floor.
“Maybe readers are already getting tired of my writing? I’m....... really trying my best.”
“If it’s that bad, just post a notice. Say it was all nonfiction this whole time. That you couldn’t write because you were fooling around with your little brother. At least it’ll get people talking.”
Of course, not in a good way.
“Idiot. Don’t say weird stuff like that. Just think about why this is happening. There’s been no new influx, just a steady decline for days.”
“Maybe readers are saving it up to binge later. Look, there’s even a comment. ‘I was trying to hold back but couldn’t resist clicking. It’s so lewd I can’t do a straight read-through.’”
I kept stroking her hair to soothe her grumbling, but it didn’t seem to be very convincing comfort.
“Even so, the numbers keep dropping.” She was still sulking, her voice petulant.
“Noona. Or rather, the characters in the novel. You should push the story forward a bit.”
“Push it forward how? Don’t tell me....... that?”
“Yeah, that.” I made a circle with my thumb and forefinger, then poked a finger through it.
“You pervert. Don’t even say it.”
“No, seriously. People have to have some conscience. How long are you going to drag things out with just sucking and licking? At this point, they should’ve done it at least once.”
“Ha, they will. It’s just that they’re not ready yet.”
“It’s erotica. What kind of preparation do you need? Just use your imagination like you’ve been doing so far.”
“That’s why I’m saying, to use my imagination, I need all sorts of preparation. It doesn’t just come out randomly like that.”
Noona took a deep breath, then clicked away at the keyboard. ‘Huh, she uses this site too.’ She went to a site I knew well and started typing in a search term. Sister wants something-or-other. Roughly translated, it meant “The older sister wants to check her younger brother’s penis size.”
“You must come here often.”
“Ah, no. This video is really helpful.”
“Noona. I’m starting to get jealous. Why? Is the guy handsome?”
I casually placed my hand on her stomach.
“It’s not that....... You watch porn a lot too.”
Noona straddled my lap, so I deliberately pushed my hips up a little more. She had to shift around to keep her balance.
“You don’t seem jealous at all. What if I masturbate to other women besides you?”
“They’re....... on a different level anyway. They’re....... porn actresses. I’m your one and only sister.”
By now, siblings rubbing their genitals against each other’s butts had become something completely ordinary. Putting my cold hands inside her bra, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples. Sticking my fingers in her mouth. All of it.
“True. If I get horny, I can just strip you and look.”
“You pervert, haa, don’t say stuff like that. Haa. Stop. Don’t just touch my breasts—my ears, lick my ears too. Kiss me there.”
Tap, tap. Eventually, Noona, who had been typing, turned around to look at me.
“If we’re doing this, there’s no point in having the porn on.”
“....... We can play around a little, then watch it again while we write.”
“It feels like studying for an exam with the TV on.”
[Haa, haa.] Through the speakers came the sound of a man and woman having sex. I didn’t see why we needed it playing. We already had each other—a much better reference material.
“Alright, arms up.” After pulling off her T-shirt, I latched onto her chest. I cupped her breasts slowly, making them perk up, then took a nipple in my mouth and sucked. Nom nom. I deliberately made loud, exaggerated chewing sounds.
“Chili pepper.”
“You want to see it?”
“My butt’s getting sore from sitting like this.”
“Should I get up then? Want to sit by yourself?”
“....... I don’t want that.”
“Then what do you want me to do?”
“Relax down there. Make it easier to sit.”
“My chili pepper and you have only met a couple times. It’s not something you can just shove in and pull out so easily. How am I supposed to do that while I’m touching your breasts? Or we could move to the bed.”
“....... Then it’ll be hard to keep writing. If I leave you to do whatever you want, I’ll be completely drained.”
“Then let’s take the laptop with us. Come on, get up.”
“I haven’t showered yet, so let’s wash together and finish after.”
I took off my underwear and climbed onto the bed. Placing the laptop on my thighs, I gestured for Noona to come up.
“It’s fine, it’s fine. It doesn’t smell.”
“You might be okay with it, but I’m embarrassed.”
“Tsk. Even when I say it’s fine. If you’re going to lick anything, it’s my job to lick your pussy, not the other way around. Stop talking and turn your butt toward me. That’s it. Now you can write and suck at the same time.”
“You really only come up with perverted ideas.”
“That said, you’re pretty wet down here. What did I say would happen if I caught you lying?”
“....... You’ll punish me.”
The siblings climbed onto the bed and looked at each other’s genitals.
“Our Yunseo. Want Oppa to spank you again?”
Press, press. I poked her butt.
“....... No.”
“Then let’s write properly. Cheer up while you observe my chili pepper.”
“How am I supposed to write like this....... Hngh! Hey! I was talking!”
I slipped my tongue between her legs. Lick, lick. Grabbing her butt firmly so she couldn’t escape, I started pleasuring her, and Noona snapped at me in irritation.
“Good.”
“L-like this, haa, haa, I, hngh, a little slower. Writing, haa, focus, haa, haa.”
Spreading her pussy with both thumbs, I sucked and licked with full devotion. Maybe she wanted to retaliate—though she had been holding my cock at first, the constant teasing seemed to be getting to her. Eventually, unable to hold back, she buried her face in my stomach and collapsed.
“Yunseo-ya. You have to write. If you’re just enjoying yourself with your pussy, how is that helping? Your hands aren’t moving.”
“P-pussy. Just a little slower. Please. Hngh. Haa.”
“Asking nicely, but that was informal.”
“Please. Oppa. My pussy, haa. Please do it. Please.”
“Alright. I’m doing it. Our Noona’s pretty pussy tastes delicious.”
“Not sucking. Haa. Do it slowly like before. Haa. Haa.”
She had worried about not showering, and sure enough, the mix of her fluids and sweat tasted salty. Not an unpleasant flavor, though. I might gag at the thought, but if given the chance, I could eat it all day.
Tap, tap. Noona would type a bit on the keyboard, then take my cock in her mouth. She’d wiggle her hips this way and that, then fiddle with the laptop again. She was busy moving her body in all sorts of ways.
“If you don’t write even one line, you’re in trouble. I’m doing all this to help you write.”
“Fuck, haa, I’m, I’m coming. You bastard. My pussy’s coming. How am I supposed to write like this!”
“That’s why I’m telling you to do it properly. Good girl.”
“Something’s wrong with me. Fuck. My pussy, haat, it’s coming. My pussy feels weird. I feel weird. I feel weird.”
I licked her most sensitive inner flesh wildly, then focused intensely on her clit at the end. Babbling incoherently and staggering, Noona finally collapsed completely. She even sat right on my face with her butt.
“Noona. You didn’t write a single line.”
Leaving her twitching on the bed, I looked at the laptop. The keys had been hammered into complete nonsense.
‘I threatened to punish her if she didn’t write, but what kind of punishment should I give?’ Spanking her butt had already become a form of affection. When it came to actual corporal punishment, I had no interest in that sort of thing. I didn’t want to hurt Noona either.
“Yunseo-ya, I said you didn’t write a single line. Are you listening?”
“Hngh. Haa. Haa. You, haa, haa, doing this, how could I.”
“Must’ve felt really good. Look at you spacing out like that.”
I wiped the saliva and fluids from my mouth with the back of my hand. I realized again just how wet Noona got.
“....... Yeah.”
“If you felt good, I’m glad too. But it didn’t help with the writing at all.”
As I fiddled with the laptop, Noona staggered over and leaned against me.
“Let me have it.”
[Sometimes, I resented my body for getting wet so indiscriminately.]
[Why does it get so wet, leaking so much that it can’t hide my feelings for my brother?]
[Sibling sex is really not okay. Mixing bodies with your sibling is really not okay.]
[“We can’t do this....... We can’t do this as siblings.”]
[“Noona. That doesn’t sound very convincing coming from you.”]
[Even as I kept bringing up the taboo of blood relations to protect my virginity from my brother, everyone knew the truth. That it was irreversible now.]
Blink, blink. When Noona stopped moving her hands, the cursor started blinking again. Gulp. Watching from behind, I swallowed without realizing it.
“Haa.”
“Huh, you’re not writing anymore?”
“I have to. I will.”
‘If you’re going to write, why are you getting up?’ Noona lifted her butt off the bed.
“Hey.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“We’ve been cooped up at home, so let’s go for a walk. We need to do some grocery shopping too.”
“What about the writing?”
“I’ll write. Just wait a bit. Don’t keep nagging. I’m going to shower, so follow me.”
Fumbling around, Noona opened a drawer and gathered some clothes. It was the gray panties I liked.
“Shower together? Ah, no. I can just go to the other bathroom.”
“....... You haven’t come yet. Follow me. I’ll take care of it in the shower.”
“If you want to do it, we can do it here.”
“Your chili pepper tastes salty.”
“I ate your pussy even when it tasted salty, though.”
“The smell of semen is too strong and gives me a headache. If you come in the room, it’ll be annoying to ventilate, so stop complaining and just follow quietly. Okay?”
I told her not to lie, and she was being way too honest.
“Honestly, your cock is so big that my jaw hurts when I suck it, you know?”
This was something she could’ve been a little more coy about.
“So I’ll use my hand as much as possible, and when you’re about to come, I’ll use my mouth. That’s fine, right?”
What should I do?
“Noona’s the one who said it. Why aren’t you answering?”
“....... Please do it.”
If I actually said what I was thinking, I felt like I’d get scolded for being wishy-washy again.