Our First Time
I entered my room together with my sister. The master bedroom had the biggest bed, but it felt too much like we were committing a grave sin against our parents. I wondered what difference it made now, but my sister kept shaking her head. She insisted we use my room and nothing else.
Hoo. Hoo. Just like the first experiences of lovers you see in every kind of media........ At times like this, it made sense for me, the man, to take the lead with my sister, but it wasn’t as if I had any experience to draw from.
“Um. Sis.”
“Yeah.”
For now, the two siblings sat side by side on the bed.
“So, is this really okay? Even if I’m your first man. If you’re just forcing yourself because of the alcohol…”
“Idiot. Of course it’s okay. That’s why I even brought it up. I like you too, after all. This is so embarrassing. No wonder they say you’re a clueless virgin. You only ever ask the dumbest questions.”
Both of us were restless. We rocked back and forth like we desperately needed the bathroom, bodies trembling. Maybe from the nerves, cold sweat kept filling my palms.
“Hey.”
“Y-yeah.”
“What about you? Is it okay even if I’m your first woman?”
“From the beginning… it has to be you, sis. I’ve never even thought about any woman except you.”
“I see. So that’s how it is.”
“………”
“………”
How did other people even do this? Okay. First, I should get the condom.
When I stood up, my sister flinched and shrank back in surprise.
“Ah, no. I’m just grabbing the condom.”
“Oh. Right. Of course. We need that.”
“………”
“………”
The siblings fell silent again. If the condom had been across the room I could have taken my time fetching it, but since it was right in front of us the awkward silence left us both floundering.
“Will that even fit?”
Glancing sideways, my sister looked at the box.
“It’s the large size. It should be fine.”
“Yeah. I see. Good choice.”
“Because I’m your little brother.”
“………”
“………”
The conversation kept dying. I really had nothing left to say. This probably wasn’t what my sister wanted either. She had gathered all this courage for my sake. As the man, I couldn’t just stand here like an idiot.
Grab. I placed my hand on my sister’s shoulder. It was time to reap the fruit of everything we siblings had done until now. We had hugged, we had kissed, we had shown each other our naked bodies, and we had even caressed each other’s genitals. In the end, every single step had been leading to this moment—to confirm our love.
Should I start with a kiss?
It was already an expression of affection far too familiar to us. As our faces drew close we comfortably tangled our tongues together and tilted our heads.
Chu. Chu. When my sister closed her eyes her long lashes trembled.
Slowly I reached my hand toward her back. She was wearing only the black apron and panties, so my palm met bare skin directly. With my finger I drew slow circles, tracing hearts on her back while my tongue continued exploring her mouth.
“Chu chu. Sis. Guess… what I’m writing.”
“Lick lick. Okay.”
Swish swish. The first correct answer was I love you.
“Chu chu. What is it? Haa, at this rate haa. Haa. I really can’t tell.”
“Lick lick. Slurp slurp. The thing I want to say to you most right now.”
My sister’s breathing had grown ragged so she parted her lips slightly. When I gently nibbled them she poked her tongue out cutely. I licked at it like candy and the mix of saliva and wine gave off a strangely erotic taste.
“Chu. Chu. You’re pretty.”
“Wrong. Incorrect.”
“Beautiful. Sexy.”
“Wrong. Wrong. Not something lewd. Something else.”
“What is it? I really don’t know.”
“The answer is I love you. You didn’t get a single character right.”
“Idiot. Isn’t ‘I love you’ lewd?”
Thump. The siblings collapsed onto the bed together.
We drew the curtains and turned off the lights, but since not much time had passed the room was still bright. Embarrassed, my sister pulled the blanket over us.
“I want to try too.”
While sharing another kiss, this time my sister reached out to me. Rub rub. It tickled. It really was impossible to guess what she was writing like this.
“I love you.”
“Wrong.”
“I like you. You’re sexy.”
“Wrong. Wrong.”
“This is really hard. It’s three characters, right?”
“Chu chu. Yeah.”
“What could it be? I have no idea.”
“The answer is I’m happy. I admit it’s difficult. Still, you got one character right, didn’t you?”
“Oh, yeah. Being with you makes me happy too.”
While kissing I climbed on top of my sister’s body. After removing the black apron I buried my face in her breasts. Every breath brought her scent. That sweet smell of her skin that I never grew tired of no matter how many times I inhaled it.
“You really… like my breasts, don’t you.”
“I like you, so of course I like your breasts. No, I like every single part of your body.”
I didn’t know much, but this one thing I understood clearly. Before the actual act, I should relax her whole body as much as possible. Recalling where and how to caress her to make her feel good, I devoured her breasts.
Nom nom. I gently bit her nipple then licked it with my tongue. Since biting or sucking hard hurt and she hated it, I kept it soft and gentle.
“You look just like a baby.”
As I earnestly worked on her breasts my sister stroked my head.
“Um, chu chu. I want you to caress other places too. Is that okay?”
“Mm… I’ll leave it to you. Do whatever you want.”
When I lifted my mouth her breasts were covered in saliva. Sharing another kiss, I caressed them. I rolled her nipples with my thumb, pinched them with my index finger, traced her nape and collarbone, then licked her all over again from the beginning. Rub rub.
After continuing the caresses like that, my hand finally reached her panties.
“I’ll take them off.”
“……. Yeah.”
When I grabbed her panties my sister adjusted her posture to make it easier. A dreamy scent seemed to bloom between us. The smell of sweat. The smell of skin. And the smell of a woman.
Starting from her navel I slowly drew pictures on her body with my tongue. When my head reached between her legs she trembled and looked down at me.
“Is the position uncomfortable?”
“Uh. I-it’s fine.”
Lick. Lick. For now I licked the outside. In response her hips shook slightly. Slightly. After licking again I extended my tongue fully and pushed it between her folds.
The tip of my tongue touched every part of her inner walls. Her secret, a pretty pink like strawberry milk, was all… for me.
“Hng. Haa. Haa. Hoo.”
Gradually sweet moans began ringing from above my head. Her body’s reactions to my caresses grew rougher and rougher. She unconsciously bucked her hips, spilling her juices all over the bed.
No. You can’t let it spill on the floor. Every drop of evidence of my sister’s arousal had to go into my mouth.
“Huug. Haa. Haa. Hoo. Minjun… a little. Just a little slower. Haa. Haa.”
Chu chu. Ignoring her request I sucked on her pussy the same way I had tasted her breasts. Salty, a little fishy, yet sweet—my sister’s flavor.
“Sis’s pussy… isn’t going… anywhere……. Haa. Haa.”
When I lifted my head my sister was lying there almost collapsed, writhing. She stared at me with trembling eyes, as if wondering what her little brother was about to do to her.
“You’re really wet.”
“Haa. Haa. Haa……. Yeah.”
“Sis. You said you’ve never put anything in here before.”
“Haa. Haa. Yeah.”
“First… I’m going to try just one finger. Is that okay?”
“It’s… okay. Go ahead. You trimmed your nails, right?”
“A while ago.”
She had told me to do as I liked, but I thought suddenly pushing in would hurt too much, so slowly—very slowly—my finger entered her body that had never allowed anything inside before. A slight sense of intrusion. Was this the hymen? I quietly explored her warmth with my fingertip. It was warm and moist. Soft.
“Uu. Uuuu. Huu.”
“Sorry. Does it hurt a lot?”
“No. It just feels strange.”
“If it feels strange I’ll pull it out.”
“No. It’ll be fine once I get used to it. We have to put yours in later too, so just leave it there.”
“………”
“………”
For now I kept my finger inside as she had ordered and waited.
“Huuuu. Hoo. That’s enough now. Take it out. Sex is going to hurt a lot more than this.”
“If it’s too hard for you, let’s not do it.”
“No. It’s just unfamiliar because it’s the first time anything’s gone in here.”
“Even so.”
“It’s fine, so get ready. Are you just going to put it in?”
“Ah, no.”
First I opened the packaging on the box I had brought. I had no idea how other people timed putting on a condom. Did they shout “Hold on!” in the middle of foreplay and then put it on? It felt like it would kill the mood completely.
“You know how to use it, right?”
“Yeah. I saw it in a video.”
My sister seemed curious how to put it on too. The siblings huddled close in front of my cock.
“No, it was for novel research.”
Hold it here, and like this. Pull the rolled part outward.
“It doesn’t cover the whole penis. Is it because yours is big?”
“I think that’s the normal shape. Um, sis. Then shall we… continue what we were doing?”
“……. Sure.”
First came another kiss. Then back to her breasts. Kiss. Breasts. Kiss. Breasts. Kiss. As I kept wandering up and down, grab. My sister seized me.
“Do it. The sex. Stop stalling.”
“A-are you ready? I thought more foreplay would be better.”
“If you keep that up the mood will cool off even more. Instead, s-s-slowly. Do it slowly.”
I spread my sister’s legs again. Awkwardly. I bent over in a hunched posture toward her.
Is it about here?
Holding my cock, I fumbled left and right. As I hesitated not knowing exactly where to put it,
“A little lower.”
“No. That’s way too high.”
Frustrated, my sister corrected my aim.
“There’s no one who gets it perfect the first time.”
“That’s because you were trying to stick it in my belly button.”
So I really did need to aim a bit lower, just like people said. I refocused and adjusted my position once more.
“Sis.”
“……. Yeah.”
“I’m putting it in now?”
“……. Do it.”
The tip of my glans touched against her lower lips. There was no turning back anymore. The siblings were truly, the siblings were truly about to have sex. Children who had come from the same womb. Children of the same blood and the same family name.