Mother, Sister, and Me #1
Han Pan watched So-jo enter the living room with casual indifference.
She was dressed differently than when she had left the house.
Judging by the heavy makeup, she had clearly been shooting something today. The bright, vibrant pink tones of her elaborate makeup suited her remarkably well. Her long hair, dyed blonde, complemented her sexy image perfectly. The slender length of her arms and legs gave her an almost alien allure, as if he were looking at a Caucasian model.
There was no trace left of the ordinary clothes she had worn that morning. In their place were a tight, stylish punk-style T-shirt and a snug denim miniskirt.
"Sis, you're back?"
"Yeah… Aigoo, I'm so tired…"
She said it as she plopped down heavily beside him.
"Had a shoot today?"
"Hm?"
She realized he was talking about her changed outfit and beamed at him.
"Ahh… I had a photoshoot today, and this is the look from then… The stylist told me to take it. Said to put up a few pictures on Instagram wearing it."
"Ahh, I see…"
Han Pan's gaze settled on her prominently jutting breasts and the legs revealed beneath the short, rolled-up hem of her skirt.
So-jo noticed and spoke up.
"What? Getting hard?"
"Huh?"
"I said, are you getting hard?"
"What are you talking about…"
Han Pan flinched, feeling as if his private thoughts had been exposed.
"You really are getting hard… Hehe."
With that, she suddenly leaned in and kissed him. The abruptness caught him off guard, but he didn't dislike it in the slightest. There was nothing left between them to hold back, after all.
Their lips met at once, tongues sliding out to tangle and twist together in a deep kiss. After a moment, So-jo pulled away and stood.
"Get up…"
"Huh?"
Han Pan rose at her words. So-jo unhooked the waistband of the comfortable house shorts he was wearing and tugged them down. She stripped his underwear away next, and his cock sprang free. Blood had already begun to pool there, leaving it about a third of the way hard.
So-jo eyed it and licked her lips. Then she slowly sank to her knees and looked up at him. Their eyes met, and Han Pan offered an awkward smile. So-jo answered that smile with a devilish, wicked grin of her own.
One hand closed around his cock; the other stroked his balls. Pleasure surged through Han Pan. So-jo's eyes fixed on his cock with a smoldering intensity as she slowly worked her fist back and forth along the shaft. At the same time her other hand gently caressed the testicles inside his sac. His cock swelled harder and harder.
When it had nearly reached full size, So-jo parted her lips into an O and took him into her mouth. She rocked her face forward and back, tongue extended to lap at the head. Then she began slowly feeding his massive cock deeper into her mouth. Two-thirds of it disappeared between her lips.
A moan slipped naturally from Han Pan's mouth.
"Ah… Sis…"
His legs started to tremble and his body threatened to buckle; So-jo shifted the hand that had been stroking his balls up onto his abs to brace him.
"Haaah… Fuck…"
Slowly she drew her face back, but her lips stayed sealed around the head. In that position she worked her tongue hard against the glans, especially pressing and prodding at the slit of his urethra. Han Pan's face twisted with the intensity of the pleasure. Spit dripped from the corners of her mouth, but she paid it no mind, sucking as her fist kept pumping steadily along the shaft.
A moment later she began swallowing his cock into her mouth again, slow and deliberate. It vanished once more into her throat. Han Pan could feel the head of his cock brushing the back of her throat. She deepthroated him completely, taking every last inch until her lips brushed the skin at the base of his cock in a soft kiss—and held there.
After a beat she slowly drew him back out. Strings of pearly spit stretched from her lips and dripped to the floor. Han Pan could see the corners of her eyes were glistening wet.
So-jo smiled as she spoke.
"Out of every cock I've ever seen, yours is the biggest… The size is no joke…"
Han Pan had never once seen a man larger than himself in a bathhouse or military shower. Most guys who caught sight of his cock treated him with something close to awe. Her words suddenly felt like simple fact.
"You're amazing too, Sis… I've never met a woman who can deepthroat like this…"
"Oh! Really? Hehe."
She said it and immediately took his cock back into her mouth, driving it all the way into her throat again. The entire time her tongue never stopped moving, working him relentlessly. Han Pan gradually adjusted to her blowjob.
One of So-jo's hands gripped his left thigh for support while the other carefully rolled the testicles inside his sac as if she were gently tumbling dice. After a while she pulled off, spat into her palm, smeared the spit over his cock, and then worked him with both hand and mouth at once. She carefully controlled the tempo so he wouldn't finish too quickly, and Han Pan was freshly astonished by how skilled she was.
He had never known his sister was this good at sex; the discovery hit him with a mild shock. The lewd side of the older sister he had grown up with felt deeply unfamiliar—and at the same time, thoroughly enjoyable.
"Sis, aren't you being way too slutty? Where the hell did you learn this stuff?"
She looked up at him.
"Hmm… Do I really need to tell you every little detail? Just enjoy it…"
With that she took his cock into her mouth again. She deepthroated him several more times, pulling off now and then to breathe.
In that moment the sound of a car entering the underground garage reached them. Han Pan instantly knew their mother had come home. He looked down at his sister. She had to know it too. Yet she didn't stop sucking his cock. If anything, she seemed to enjoy it even more.
Han Pan tensed. At the same time the click of Mi-ho's high heels began to reach his ears, and his heart pounded. So-jo showed no intention of stopping. The situation made him extremely nervous—yet he was also curious how their mother would react.
A moment later Mi-ho appeared from the garage and froze solid at the sight of them. Then she shouted.
"Hey! What the hell are you two doing right now?!"
Being caught naked while getting a blowjob from his sister was thoroughly embarrassing for Han Pan. And yet, for reasons he couldn't quite name, some part of him had wanted his mother to see this.
So-jo glanced at Mi-ho, acknowledged her presence, and went right back to sucking his cock.
"What the hell are you two doing right now?! Huh?! Is Mom's voice just background noise to you?!!!"
Mi-ho screamed, her face flushed red with anger. Han Pan couldn't think of a single thing to say. He simply stared at her blankly.
So-jo finally pulled her mouth off his cock and turned her head to look at their mother. She spoke with perfect calm.
"It's nothing… Mom, you did the same thing with Han Pan this morning, so what's the big deal?"
Her utterly shameless tone left Mi-ho speechless. So-jo kept her eyes on their mother while her hand pumped rapidly up and down Han Pan's cock as if she were jerking him off. The only sound in the living room with the three of them was the wet friction of her fist flying along his shaft.
For a long moment none of them spoke. So-jo broke the silence.
"Come here, Mom… There's a spot right next to me for you."
She smiled sweetly and held out one hand, inviting her mother to the empty place beside her. Han Pan was stunned by how bold his sister was being. He stared blankly at their mother for a second. At the same time his mind wandered to what it would feel like to get a blowjob from both of them at once. He had never done a threesome before.
Mi-ho stood frozen in place. Her eyes seemed locked on So-jo's actions. Then, as if entranced, she took one step closer. So-jo turned her head, met Mi-ho's gaze, and kept stroking without pause—as if proving her actions were perfectly justified. Mi-ho took another step, then another, until she stood right in front of them. Her eyes never left So-jo.
Something like a silent battle of wills crackled between the two women. So-jo turned back, took Han Pan's cock into her mouth again, licked the head with her tongue, then looked at Mi-ho and said,
"Mom… Isn't Han Pan's cock just gorgeous?"
"…"
Mi-ho gave no answer to her daughter's question.