Chapter 106: Just a Younger Brother (3)
Chapter 106: Just a Younger Brother (3)
“Ugh, ah, ngh...♡”
“Cough, ahem, huff...”
What on earth was I doing right next to my parents? It wasn't easy to suppress my ragged breathing. The mouth that should have been accepting the food Mom prepared was busy leaking nothing but moans.
If there was one silver lining, it was that I wasn't the only one. Min-jae’s expression was also shifting subtly—specifically, as my foot pressed and rubbed against his cock.
‘Right, unless he’s completely numb, there’s no way he can stay unfazed through this...!’
Min-jae was just as aroused as I was, and I was someone who felt things much more intensely than others. It wasn't difficult to add more stimulation by playing with his already erect cock with my foot.
“Noona, the food... ngh, aren't you... eating?”
“Ah, haha... Min-jae, you should eat plenty. You’re a big guy, after all... hng!”
Above the table, verbal daggers made of human language were being exchanged; below the table, a beastly rehearsal for mating, composed entirely of lust, was taking place.
The difference in communication styles across a single table was staggering. Praying that my parents would only notice the conversation happening above, I squeezed my eyes shut.
‘I don’t think I can hold out much longer...’
The physical dialogue Min-jae and I were sharing under the table was less of a conversation and more of a competition to see who would break first. A time attack, so to speak.
Once you reached orgasm, you couldn't just keep sitting at the table. Neither Min-jae nor I were shameless enough to sit still after venting our lust into our underwear, so we’d have to get up.
The moment that happened, you lost the initiative. Knowing this, I tried my best to hold back, but...
‘I’m at... my limit...’
When Min-jae’s toes moved like living creatures and pressed against my clit, my back arched like a bow. I tilted my head back, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the wave of pleasure known as orgasm to crash over me.
“Hah, ah...?”
But something was wrong. The moment I gave up and spread my legs wide, even stopping the footjob I was giving him to make him ejaculate, Min-jae also stopped treading on my pussy and lowered his leg.
The odds of it being a coincidence were low. It was safe to assume he did it on purpose. Was he refusing to gift me the pleasure of an orgasm so easily?
‘Is this really Min-jae...? How is his way of teasing exactly the same as the Fake Min-jae’s?!’
I knew I was just joking; it was impossible. Rather than the twist of this Min-jae being the Fake Younger Brother who had put on an unbelievable performance, there was a more plausible explanation.
The face of a woman drenched in lust, desperate to climax but unable to—there are men who enjoy seeing that frantic expression. It just so happened that both the fake and the real younger brother belonged to that category.
‘I didn't raise my brother to be like this, ugh...’
It was too late for regrets. I could no longer control the lust that had surged within me.
Rationally, I knew. Stimulating each other with our feet was a time attack. So, if I gave Min-jae a footjob right now, while he was teasing me by lowering his leg, I had a chance at victory.
But right now, coming felt more urgent than making Min-jae’s cock feel good. My body was the type to get aroused just by serving others, but the heat had stacked up too high this time.
“Hng, ugh...♡”
In the end, I slipped one hand under the table and started masturbating. The irony was that I rubbed myself over my pants, thinking it would be less noticeable to Dad sitting right next to me.
As if not putting my hand inside my panties made much of a difference. Whether it’s a daughter rubbing her pussy over her pants or one with her hand inside her underwear, it’s equally bizarre at a family dinner.
Splurt! Squirt! Phut...!
I pressed down hard on my pussy and squeezed my clitoris, then immediately brought my hand back above the table. I covered my mouth with that same hand, my body trembling from the peak of pleasure.
‘It smells so much like tart love juice♡’
Not to mention the panties and dolphin shorts I was wearing, even the chair cushion was soaked. It even looked like the flood I’d unleashed had splashed around, staining the floor.
The afterglow of the orgasm lasted only a moment before my mind cleared, and an instinctive sense of dread washed over me.
What should I do? I couldn't clean this up. Even if my parents weren't the most observant, there was no way they wouldn't find it strange if they saw the pool of liquid dripping from between my legs.
Thinking I had to escape the situation somehow, I tapped into the greatest reflexes of my life.
“O-Oh!”
I knocked over my water glass on the table. Naturally, the water spilled toward me, drenching the chair and floor enough to make the small amount of pussy juice look like part of the spill.
“Oh dear, Min-jeong, are you okay?!”
“W-What a mess. Here, take these tissues. Hurry and wipe it up.”
“You aren't hurt, are you?”
“Honey, Min-jeong is a hero who fights monsters. You think she’d get hurt by a cup?”
“Ahaha, I suppose so... but a mother can't help but worry!”
While Mom and Dad were making a fuss, Min-jae was staring intently at me. Trying to escape his gaze, I ducked under the table under the pretext of picking up the fallen cup, and that’s when I saw it.
‘It... it got that big...?’
I’d felt it vaguely when I was touching him with my foot, but seeing it with my own eyes made it feel real. His cock, erect enough to be clearly outlined through his pants, was pressed against his thigh like a cobra.
‘What on earth have I created...?’
Looking at Min-jae’s cock while he sat there triggered all sorts of delusions.
A sister who replaces her meal by sucking her brother’s cock while he eats. A sister who interferes with her brother’s gaming by sucking him off under his desk.
‘No, what kind of weird thoughts am I...’
Though I’d relieved some of my lust with that one orgasm, seeing my brother’s cock made the desire rise again. If I were a man, recovering this quickly would be impossible, but for a woman, post-nut clarity simply didn't exist.
“If you aren't feeling well, put your spoon down and go inside. You can eat later, okay?”
“S-Since you put it that way... I’ll go in for now...”
I wasn't trying to run away. My primary goal was still to make my brother ejaculate without our parents knowing, turning him into a state of post-nut clarity so he’d return to normal. I might have to punch him unconscious to make him remember it as a dream, but I’d put that on hold for now.
The reason I was going to my room was to be alone with him. Since I was getting up, it was obvious that a fully erect Min-jae would follow.
“Wait, Noona.”
I knew it. Feeling like a fisherman who’d just landed a catch, I felt the corners of my mouth twitch.
“Yeah, what is it?”
“If Noona is sick, I should help. This dinner was supposed to be just for me, but I forced her to come along and now this happened.”
“Help... me...?”
“Nursing, I guess? Anyway.”
Usually, sticking a long rod into a pussy and pistoning until semen is squeezed out isn't called "nursing." And forcing someone to suck a meat stick to discharge semen isn't exactly a "prescription."
“...Fine, then follow me.”
When I nodded with a weary face, my parents broke into wide grins as if a great event had occurred. After all, parents can't help but look on fondly when they see their children getting along.
Creak... Slam!
...Though they probably wouldn't imagine that we were getting along too well.
“Ngh... W-What are you doing all of a sudden as soon as we’re inside...!”
“You were expecting this, weren't you?”
Min-jae took me to his room. Since my old room was empty of even a bed because I’d moved out, his room didn't seem like an inherently sinister choice.
However, immediately pinning me down on his bed, which was thick with his scent, and climbing on top of me definitely carried sinister intent.
“L-Let me go... I’m still your sister, you know...”
“I’ll let you go if that’s what you want.”
Min-jae shoved his hand into my pants and pulled out the vibrator I’d tucked into my pussy. The pink vibrator, glistening and soaked with my fluids, was still, as if it had stopped working.
“Drowning your boyfriend in pussy juice... Noona, you’re cruel.”
“He’s not my boyfriend...! And how can a machine drown...!”
Min-jae tormented me as I lay on the bed with words designed to trigger my shame. I looked past his face at the ceiling of his room.
It felt strangely familiar. There were times like this when we were kids. Days when we’d wrestle in his room, or roll around playing with toys until we collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion.
Since he was smaller than me back then, I almost always won our scuffles. Even when we collapsed on the bed, I’d usually hog the whole thing while he ended up on the floor.
‘But now, Min-jae is on top of me, rubbing his cock against me...’
We were clearly siblings and friends back then, but for some reason, we had become like siblings and lovers now.
“You can't do this to your sister... Mom and Dad are right outside, hng...♡”
“Don't worry about them. More importantly, 'sister'? You’re still going to keep up that act?”
“It’s not an act, it’s a fact...!”
“I don't acknowledge a perverted masochist bitch who masturbates with anal beads with her brother’s name on them as my sister. What is a whore, who looks like she’d go into heat and pounce the moment she sees a cock, even talking about?”
Splurt... Phut, squirt...!
“See? Even after being humiliated and insulted like this by your brother, instead of getting angry, you’re coming just from the sound of my voice. You're such a pathetic pussy.”
“I-I get it... I’ll admit I’m a pervert...! But you’re a pervert too! You were panting and getting excited by my foot just a moment ago...!”
“Panting? Noona, you’re the one who’s about to be gasping for air.”
“What? When did I ever—mgh?!”
Before I could finish, Min-jae moved up. He knelt on the bed and grabbed a handful of my hair. I didn't need to be told what came next.
My eyes followed the cock dangling in front of me until my vision suddenly blurred as it got closer. He had pulled my head forward and forced his cock into my mouth.
“Mmph, ugh...!”
“See? You’re gasping.”
“Slurp, glug... sluuuurp♡”
“Look at you, sucking it automatically the moment it’s in. And you still want to be treated like a sister?”
No. I wasn't some incest-obsessed sister who was crazy for her brother’s cock.
It was just... that. I had to relieve Min-jae’s lust quickly so he’d return to his senses. I had to use my mouth-pussy to drain his semen so this situation could finally end, so I had no choice...!
“Heh, hehe... Noona, do you like it that much? Do you like sucking your brother’s cock and gulping down his cum in his room more than eating the meal Mom worked so hard to prepare?”
“Pwah... Stop... emphasizing 'brother' over and over! I thought you said you didn't want to treat me like a sister!”
“But if I don't, you won't feel ashamed. So... how is it? Don't you feel bad for Mom?”
Normally, I would have thought about it and prepared a line specifically to make the other person more excited. That’s how defeat play usually goes.
But for some reason, this time, the words just spilled out without any preparation.
“...I don't feel bad.”
“Ho? Why?”
“Because... whether it’s tonight’s dinner or Min-jae’s cock... they’re both things Mom made for me.”
I didn't even know those words would come out of my mouth.
Was he surprised by the unexpected answer? Min-jae stared at me blankly for a moment, then broke into a wide grin.
“Then I guess I should start using the onahole Mom made for me in earnest.”