Dysfunctional Family (1)
Cum gushes out like a waterfall from the seam where cock and pussy are still locked together, soaking the bedsheets through.
I stick out my tongue and flick my little sister’s stiff nipple upward. The fucking bitch is savoring the afterglow of the fuck while she clings tight to her real older brother.
I lift my head and stare hard at her flushed face. There’s still a little baby fat left on her cheeks; it makes me want to lick her clean. I give her a light swipe with my tongue.
“Aigoo, Seongjun…”
“Yeah, fucking delicious… I want to lick every last corner of you.”
“Hehe… You like me that much?”
“I still can’t believe it. Even yesterday I never dreamed it would turn out like this.”
“Yeah… Me neither. It doesn’t feel real.”
“Hah… Should we get up? Noona might come home, and the delivery’s about due.”
I slowly lift my hips. The cock that had been buried root-deep in my little sister’s pussy springs free like a released coil and stands straight up toward the ceiling. It hasn’t softened at all. A mix of cum and pussy juice drips from the glistening head and runs down the shaft.
I open the window, perch on the edge of the bed, and stick a cigarette between my lips. I light one for her too. We share a quiet smoke together.
“But Seongjun, why do you keep calling Mom’s name?”
“It turns me on.”
“You crazy bastard…”
“You call my name too.”
“That’s different…”
“You said you like me, right?”
“Ugh, shut up. Let’s drop it.”
“You’re the one who brought it up…”
My little sister gets up and plops down right against me. Her pussy hair is still wet. Without the slightest hesitation she drapes one leg over my thigh and lets my hand stroke her gently.
“You free this weekend?”
“Yeah. I just hang around the house every day… Time’s all I’ve got.”
“Then hang out with me Saturday.”
“Hmm… Is this a date request? Fine. Where do you want to go?”
“You pick. Do I have to spell everything out?”
This fucking bitch talks back every single time. I can’t let it slide. I need to break her in properly—turn her into a well-trained little dog.
Hah… A date. The end goal is fucking her anyway, so we can just wander the busy streets, grab a drink, then stroll into a motel side by side like any other brother and sister. My cock twitches hard at the thought.
“What’s this for? We just finished.”
“Thinking about the date got me hard again.”
“Crazy… You were thinking about that again, weren’t you?”
“Yeah. If we weren’t home I’d already be burying my cock in your pussy.”
“You’re hopeless, seriously…”
“Little-sister pussy tastes that good… Plus I just want to fuck easy.”
“Ah, wait… Should I invite Eunbi unnie too?”
“Huh? Why that fucking bitch?”
“She said she wanted to meet outside separately… I think she wants to do that too.”
“Hmm… Now that you mention it, yeah. I’ll text her.”
“No, better to tell her at work tomorrow.”
“Whatever.”
I flick the cigarette out the window, wipe cock and pussy roughly with wet wipes, throw on clothes, and crawl out to the living room. Noona still isn’t back. I kill time on the sofa until a message pops up saying the delivery is almost here.
Perfect timing—the tiny bitch and the noona who vanished in a taxi come crawling back into the house. Fucking impeccable timing, you bitches.
“Pizza and chicken should be here soon. Eat with us.”
“Okay. Mom at work?”
“Yeah. She left money and told us to order. She’ll be back soon, so wash up after you eat.”
“Mm. Move… You’re blocking the way.”
Without meaning to I rake my eyes over my older sister’s body. I step aside. The tight leggings show off every smooth line of her legs. I still can’t figure this fucking bitch out. Every time I spot her outside it feels shady—getting out of different cars, dragging that tiny Dal-rae around. I can’t ask. Whatever. I’ll find out eventually.
The delivery arrives. I carry it into the kitchen. Little sister and noona are already sitting side by side. I take the seat across from them and we dig in.
“Hey, there’s soju in the corner of the fridge… Bring a bottle.”
“Huh? You’re drinking now?”
“I said bring it, so bring it. Why so much talk… Huh?”
I crush down the rising rage with everything I’ve got. The sound of my teeth grinding fills my mouth. She fetches the half-empty soju. I set out three empty glasses, pour, and we clink lightly before slamming them back.
“Khaaah… Damn, that hits.”
“Where’d you order from? Not bad.”
“Yeah, it had hundreds of reviews so I just tried it… We haven’t eaten out in forever.”
“Fuck, kill the appetite… Drop that shit. It’s pathetic.”
“Yeah, noona.”
This fucking bitch has always had a shit personality—the complete opposite of my little sister. Or… are they the same? Dain calls her real older brother’s name casually too and spits curses. I shake my head and shove the useless thoughts away.
“Mom’s not coming home tonight.”
“Huh? Where’d she go?”
“How the fuck should I know? She’ll do whatever she wants.”
“You little shit talk so fucking annoying… Huh?”
“Hah… Just eat, noona. First meal out in ages—don’t piss me off.”
“Shut your fucking mouth.”
Little sister watches the two of us bicker with a sly little grin. I ignore her. Suddenly a message arrives—from Minjeong.
I close the phone. Blood surges straight into my cock. The moment I’ve been waiting for is finally here—watching a mother suck her own son’s cock while someone else looks on. Just imagining it makes me feel like I could cum on the spot. I tear into a chicken leg while eyeing my tasty little sister and that noona bitch with filthy eyes.
Mom hums as she bustles around. She’s firmly promised to suck some stranger’s cock—never imagining it’s her own son’s. Her outfit is even more blatant than yesterday; the bottom of her red lace panties peeks out completely. I stare deliberately. Minjeong told me she mentioned me, that she might even know I sprayed cum in her room. Yet the fucking bitch says nothing. She feels her son’s gaze but pretends not to notice.
She disappears into her room and comes back out a moment later in a clinging sheer dress. I jump up to see her off. Something is bulging hard between my legs—my cock reacted the second I saw her. I don’t hide it. I let her see the clear outline of the head. Take a good look, you fucking bitch. That’s the real son cock that’s going to fuck your pussy.
“Heading to work now?”
“Mm… I’ll be back.”
“Hey, Mom, wait a sec.”
“Huh? Something to say?”
“Can I hug you just once?”
I stare straight down her deep cleavage as I slowly close the distance. Her cheeks flush red—she’s reacting. Her eyes drop and lock on the space between my legs, on the son cock that looks ready to tear through the fabric. I stop almost touching her, open my arms, and pull her tight against me. I slowly stroke her back.
“What’s gotten into you all of a sudden? You’re all grown… It’s gross, move…”
I push my hips forward just a little. My cock presses against her belly through our clothes, getting crushed. Blinding excitement flashes through my skull and a soft moan slips out before I can stop it. I let go and step back.
“You just seem like you’ve been working hard lately.”
“Out of nowhere… I’ll be back, so don’t wander around late. Stay home and play.”
“Okay, Mom.”
I watch her insanely fuckable ass walk away and lick my lips. See you at the hotel a little later, Hayeong. Time for you to taste real son cock.
The door closes. She’s gone. I drop onto the living-room sofa. Perfect shitty timing—someone else crawls out. Real older sister, Yunjeong. She’s been holed up all day as usual, wearing the same clinging leggings and turtleneck.
“Going out?”
“Mind your own business, you little shit.”
Noona leaves too. The house falls silent. I fire off a text to my little sister—it’s quitting time.
I rush to get ready. Not sure if the timing will work. Mom’s going to the karaoke bar. That bullshit about not heading straight to the hotel like yesterday—she already promised.
I crawl outside. Speak of the devil—Minjeong texts the second I think of her.
I close the phone. Gotta fuck my little sister’s pussy fast and then go savor Mom’s mouth-pussy. I hurry. I reach the bus stop. A moment later my little sister steps off the bus. Like long-time lovers I take her hand the second she gets down and hold it tight. Spouting random nonsense, we start walking with no destination in mind.