Teasing Hands and Condom Curiosity
Ugh, this is exhausting. I groan and drag myself out of the bathroom. The great me... getting this wrecked from just one round? No way. It feels like every last drop of my cum and everything else got sucked right out of me. With that snake-like tongue flicking around, trying to swallow me whole, I’m completely spent. At this rate, with how much Noona keeps improving, I might actually die from overexertion. ‘Maybe I should take some tonic or something.’ Whatever. First, I need to pull myself together and get ready to go out.
“What are you doing?”
“Aah! You scared me.”
“Seriously. Your dick’s the only thing that grew; your guts are still the size of a bean.”
While I’m struggling to pull on my jeans, Noona opens the door. We took turns going down on each other, so why is she the only one looking perfectly fine? She was the one moaning and bucking her hips like crazy, and now her face is practically glowing. ‘How much of my energy did she suck out?’
“You said we should dress properly when we spend time together. I’m just trying to look nice for you.”
She probably doesn’t expect a full suit. Last time a polo shirt was enough, so this should be fine too. It’s already uncomfortable enough.
“We’re just going grocery shopping. No need to go that far. I’m wearing sweats too.”
“Then you should’ve said that earlier! This is already annoying.”
I yank my pants back down.
“You don’t have to take them off again.”
She’s already right there, hands reaching between my legs and kneading.
“Hey, Noona. Weren’t we supposed to go shopping…?”
“It’s so weird. It was so hard earlier, but now it’s all soft and squishy. Like clay or something. Feels really nice. Wanna touch it yourself?”
“I don’t know about the texture, but if you keep this up we’re never leaving.”
“Oh, come on. Just stay still. It’s not gonna wear out from touching.”
“You pervert. It won’t wear out, but it’ll get hard again.”
She’s really gotten attached to her little brother’s dick, huh? Not that I mind when the girl I like does it, but—
“You know…”
“Y-yeah?”
“Your face when I mess with your dick is way too cute. You look so lost, like you don’t know what to do, all flustered. You want to say something but you’re scared I’ll hate it. But just standing there feels wrong too.”
Every time you look at me like that, I get scared. Scared I won’t be able to hold back anymore and just pin you down. Especially when you smile so seductively, touch me so innocently, show me affection like that.
“Why? Afraid I’ll break your dick? It’s already mine anyway. What’s the point of holding back?”
Her hands are busy again. They slip inside my underwear, rubbing and stroking until she just pulls everything down. The earlier release feels pointless now that I’m getting hard again.
“If blood keeps rushing in and out of here every day, won’t you get anemia? I get dizzy sometimes when my period’s bad.”
“Guess you should take more iron.”
“Wow, you’re not saying anything perverted for once?”
“When have I ever? What exactly were you expecting?”
“I thought you’d say something like ‘if you get pregnant you won’t have to worry about periods.’ You’re a pervert, after all.”
“Making a kid who’s both my child and my niece with you does sound kinda nice, but let’s go shopping first. If we keep this up we’re not going anywhere today.”
“Hey.”
“Y-yeah?”
“Why is there nothing on a guy’s body to tease except his dick? I wanna see you squirming and coming too.”
“If you’re asking me that… it’s not really my specialty.”
Suddenly she ducks her head under my t-shirt.
“Your chest doesn’t feel much even if I mess with it, right?”
Then she just latches onto my nipple with her mouth. Unlike down there, it’s a spot that doesn’t usually get touched, so it’s sensitive.
“Nngh.”
A moan slips out before I can stop it. This woman is seriously trying to kill me with overexertion.
“Feels that good? Your voice is shaking.”
“I-it’s just ticklish. Ticklish, that’s all.”
“But your dick’s rock hard now. Still, at least there’s no hair on your chest. If there was I would’ve plucked it all out. You should shave your happy trail though, before I take a razor to it.”
Our sibling relationship is really something. Watching my sister suck on her little brother’s chest while stroking his dick… I can’t see her face because of the shirt, but I can imagine it. That devilish smile, enjoying every second of tormenting me.
“N-Noona, let’s go out now. C-come on, we have to go shopping.”
My already stretched-out t-shirt is getting even more messed up. She keeps tormenting my nipple until I start whining, then finally pulls her head out with a reluctant sigh. My dick finally gets released too.
“What if I don’t want to?”
“If you don’t want to, then marry me. Be mine.”
“And if I still don’t want to?”
“Seriously, one round should’ve been enough. Why are you still so greedy for your little brother’s dick? It’s gonna get sore.”
“You never said you like me. You promised you’d say it every day.”
“I like you.”
“Once.”
“I like you, I like you. I love you. I love you more than anything in the world, Noona.”
“It feels forced. Doesn’t do anything for me.”
“Then what do you want me to do?”
“Think about it properly. That thing hanging below your neck isn’t just for decoration.”
Thump, thump. She bumps her forehead against my cheek. The shampoo scent drifts up, tickling my nose. We use the same one, so why does it smell so much better on her?
‘Screw it.’
I pull her into a tight hug and kiss her hard. We’ll figure it out once our lips are swollen from biting and sucking. Noona seems to agree, tangling her tongue with mine. By the time we’re done groping each other in excitement, our t-shirts are completely wrecked.
“Haa… Let’s go now.”
We’re not kids, but drool is running down our chins.
“You’re really funny like this. Always teasing me for getting wet, and look at you.”
Looking down, I see two round wet spots on my chest from her saliva around my nipples.
“Yeah. It is funny.”
“Why’s your reaction so boring?”
“Then what do you want me to— Aah! Hey!”
She pinched my nipple. What if it bruises?
“Put your clothes on properly and get ready to leave.”
She opens the door and walks out. If she was just gonna do that, why even come in? Just to mess with me?
‘I’m not in a position to talk.’
I must be getting weird too. Normally I’d be swearing revenge tenfold, but right now I don’t even care. Maybe I really have turned into a pervert. A pervert who only knows his sister. A pervert crazy about his sister.
“It’s the weekend, so it’ll probably be crowded. I wonder if it’ll be okay.”
We walk side by side down the street. Lately we’ve been spending a lot more time together outside. Before we got close, we barely met outside. The only times were when Noona got embarrassed eating tteokbokki or malatang alone and called me to join her. Even that’s become rare now that delivery’s available nearby.
“What are we buying?”
“We’ll see when we get there.”
“Some housewife you are. No plan at all?”
“I’ll know when I see it. If we go early the produce is good but no discounts. If we go late there are lots of discounts but the stuff’s not as fresh.”
“Can’t we get meat?”
Noona casually links her arm with mine. Yeah, this much should be fine outside. Even if we run into someone we know, we can just pass it off as close siblings.
“What kind of meat?”
“Pork belly.”
“It’ll smell up the whole house if we grill it at home.”
“Then beef. Beef’s fine, right? Doesn’t smell as much.”
“Beef’s expensive.”
“Agh, nothing works. Then why are you even bringing me along?”
“To show off how pretty my sister is to everyone in the neighborhood.”
“Idiot.”
The mart entrance comes into view. Cars are lined up heading into the parking lot.
“Would be nice if we could drive here.”
“We both have licenses. It’s just that we don’t have a car.”
“Honestly, if we had a car I’d drive.”
“Then we can just use Dad’s car.”
“That feels kinda weird.”
Inside, there are lots of families. Someone’s yelling loudly at the meat section. Wonder what’s on sale today.
“Hey! Hey! Look over there!”
Noona starts shaking me excitedly. What? Why?
“There! They’re discounting beef! Stop looking away and look! I want steak, steak!”
“Oh, they are. Guess beef isn’t selling well these days.”
“Don’t say depressing stuff like that and go grab some before everyone else takes it all.”
She keeps poking my back and pointing, so I grab a pack of tenderloin. This alone won’t make a meal though. We’ll need butter and sauce too. It’s a lot of work, and I almost suggest just eating out instead, but she’s already dragging me somewhere else.
Next she points at the alcohol section.
“We can’t just eat meat plain. Let’s have some wine too, make it fancy.”
“You can’t even drink. Why are you getting greedy? Put it back.”
“Aang~ Please? Oppa? Your cute little sister is asking nicely. Okay?”
What the hell. She’s doing things she never does. And there are people around.
“Just give it here. Hey, why is the alcohol content so high?”
It’s similar to soju. What’s she thinking, when a few beers already make her piss herself?
“I looked it up and it’s supposed to taste good. Besides, you’ll be right there, so one glass is fine.”
“Haa… Fine. But you’re carrying the basket too. It’s already getting heavy.”
I grab a basket instead of a cart and it’s already heavy. Noona says we should get vegetables too and pulls me along again. We wander around until we end up in the men’s grooming section. Razors and creams are lined up everywhere.
“You need to shave down there. Wow, these are more expensive than I thought.”
“Calling it ‘down there’ sounds weird. Blades are just expensive.”
“Anyway. Shave it. For the person who has to put their mouth there.”
“We’re done here, let’s go. We have a razor at home.”
“Can you use this on leg hair too?”
“You don’t even have hair.”
“Shh, keep your voice down.”
There’s no one around anyway. We keep browsing the shelves until—
“……They sell this kind of thing here too.”
“……Yeah.”
We spot something a little embarrassing. The essential item for couples worried about pregnancy. Most normal people use them, but with Noona standing right next to me, it feels weirdly awkward.
“Hey.”
“Y-yeah?”
“……Wanna buy one?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, I’m curious what it looks like. I’ve never seen one in my life.”
“O-oh, right. I see.”
“But it’s embarrassing to pay, so you go first.”
“We can just use self-checkout.”
“Idiot. We bought alcohol. We need staff approval.”
She pushes me from behind, so I grab one. Huh. What exactly… are we supposed to do with this as siblings?