Chapter 41
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 41
Chapter Title: Milking Cow Little Sister Kang Mi-hyun, Used as Fap Material
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Mi-hyun's hand pistoning in and out between her legs was unmistakable.
...
This fucking crazy bitch—wherever she'd picked it up—she was straight-up masturbating right next to me.
I pretended to be asleep, cracking my eyes just enough to watch the whole filthy show up close and personal.
She wasn't even trying to hide it. Doing it so brazenly beside me, how could I not look?
The funny part—or not so funny—was how my eyes locked onto those massive tits of hers, swaying hypnotically as she worked herself over.
Mi-hyun's rack—crude as it sounds, like a pair of milk jugs—was a legit 70G cup. Big enough to call her a dairy cow girl. And they were 100% natural, too. For tits that size, her ribcage was surprisingly narrow (usually, when the boobs get that big, the chest scales up proportionally), so they bulged out dramatically on either side, gravity kneading them into soft, overflowing mounds.
Anyway, they jiggled like slime with every shake of her arm...
Ah.
Suddenly, I couldn't stand it. I wanted to sink my teeth into those tits.
Truth be told... I guess I've got a sadistic streak.
I wanted to bite down on my cocky little sister's trashy udders, leave teeth marks. Not just a graze—really tear into them.
My mouth watered at the thought of cramming one of those huge, milky meat pillows into my mouth, sucking it dry, chomping away like crazy.
'Fuck, what's wrong with me? Am I turning into Kwak Young-cheol?'
It scared me how alien that urge felt.
'I'm not Kwak Young-cheol.'
Of course... I didn't have the guts to actually do it.
I just watched as she lost herself in it, building to climax.
"Ahh... ah."
She crammed her fist in her mouth to stifle her moans, her hips and ass trembling wildly. My dick throbbed rock-hard at the sight.
I felt like a coward for holding back... No, fuck, what's wrong with me?
She jerks off a little, and suddenly I'm overcome with the urge to pounce? Then I feel like a pussy for resisting? Am I losing it?
First Mom, now my sister?
Am I turning into some incest freak?
Those thoughts raced through my head.
But even after that slut Mi-hyun finished enjoying herself, rolled toward me, and passed out,
her see-through top left her tits and pale belly on full display. No way I could hold back from jerking it.
'You crazy bitch... jerking off right next to your sleeping brother...'
But honestly... after peeping on Mom's fuck session last time, I'd gone nuts with lust, buried my face in Mi-hyun's milk jugs, sniffed them like a dog, and fapped to it as fuel.
'Guess I don't have much room to talk.'
Once I admitted that, I shoved my face right up to that insolent slut's udders and started stroking.
Layer that on top of the perverse boner from hearing how Mom got utterly degraded, and I was fully lit.
Ah.
Did I get too worked up?
Coming off that daytime story and now Mi-hyun's show, my brain short-circuited. I crossed a line I shouldn't have.
Slap slap slap...
Lost in the frenzy, I reached out and groped one of her massive tits.
'Ah, fuck... so goddamn soft.'
Of course, like touching something scorching, I yanked my hand back in shock...
Whoa.
That marshmallow give.
The feel of that accidental brush was too much—I had to go back for more.
This time, I gripped her slutty giant udder longer, kneading it as I finished myself off.
The booze, maybe... or I didn't even consider she'd wake. Like I was possessed, I squeezed that lewd mound hard.
"Ngh... ungh... gonna cum..."
She's not awake, right?
Whatever.
I optimistically assumed she was out cold and didn't even think to block the load shooting right in front of her face.
Half accident... half on purpose... my white cum splattered her thigh.
My sticky ropes streaking down the inside of her pale thigh like white paint...
Fuck.
So animalistic.
It was so hot, even after blowing one, I wanted to go again.
'I'm really losing it.'
But with the alcohol kicking in and the day's emotional gut-punches, I just felt vaguely broken. No real guilt toward Mi-hyun, no sense I'd done something unforgivable.
'It was an accident,' I told myself, wiping her thigh with some tissue.
"Hoo..."
A twinge of guilt, but just a twinge. I headed to the bathroom for cleanup, then back to the room without a second thought.
"..."
But when I got back, Mi-hyun—who'd been facing me—had rolled the other way.
Hmm.
Sleeping, right? Just tossing in her dreams?
I was sick of overthinking. I took the easy out and shut my eyes. The office Mom story had my head spinning enough—no more drama.
Overdue loan sharks demanding interest, sleep crashed over me into the dark.
The next day.
I dragged myself back to the used car lot.
They said come through the end of the week, so I had to wrap things up.
Mom didn't come in with me this time.
"Mom's taking vacation for a hotel staycation. Starting next week, I'm his ajusshi's secretary."
"Ah... okay?"
"Yeah. You don't have to come today either. Could just tell 'em you're done."
"Nah. Gotta finish strong."
Mom bragged that Kwak Young-cheol had shelled out for a fancy hotel suite again.
...But after Kim Cheol-ho's story, it just looked like he was using her for his pleasure, then tossing money as compensation.
Made Mom seem even trashier. Clinging to him like that, competing for his affection despite the treatment.
Plus, from what I overheard in the bathroom, her thing with Kim Cheol-ho didn't seem bad. They fucked once a week, apparently.
That was why my initial rage had deflated into this hollow exhaustion.
The victim herself kept depending on Kwak Young-cheol afterward.
Anyway, at work, I met Assistant Manager Kim Cheol-ho alone in the outdoor smoking area.
"Sorry for losing it yesterday."
"Uh...? Oh... y-yeah?"
"Yeah. But... Mom said she was blackmailed with videos, right?"
"Huh? Blackmailed? Did I say that?"
"Yeah, you did."
"...Oh, uh, guess I did."
Kim Cheol-ho was such a pushover. The fear from my screwdriver threat yesterday lingered—he spilled everything when I pressed.
"P-President probably has the videos collected on his computer... No... sorry. He does have them collected."
"How do you know?"
"...Truth is, after that, the president had me do video editing for him."
"Editing? So where'd those videos go?"
"Actually... the videos of your mom and the president after that? I edited them... and uploaded to Twitter."
"What?"
What the hell?
"Uh... you know about sexts?"
"Heard of 'em."
"...Yeah. Your mom did them with him."
"..."
"Ah, d-don't get the wrong idea. It wasn't 100% forced... Kinda weird to say, but honestly, your mom... enjoyed it too."
Ha.
I'd half-expected it, but hearing it from someone else...
"At first, what we did to your mom... yeah, I feel bad, it was wrong. But after, it was mutual. Not rape or anything."
"...Fine, just give me that fucker's computer password first."
"Wh-what for?"
"I need to know what he did... delete the videos if I can, threaten to report him... at least then he won't pull shit on Mom."
"Uh... o-okay."
Surprisingly, Assistant Manager Kim Cheol-ho handed over the boss's password easy.
I bolted straight to the accountant's office.
"President said to move something from his computer. Okay to go in?"
"Huh? Oh... but did he really tell you?"
"Yeah. Want me to call him?"
I bluffed coolly, and after a suspicious pause, accountant Oh Da-hye waved it off lazily.
"Yeah, go do it."
"Got it."
Into the president's office.
One whole wall was a mirror... Mom said that's where she first got fucked by Kwak Young-cheol on camera.
"..."
Imagining it was insanely hot.
Anyway, I snapped to it, booted the computer, punched in the password.
File search...
The bastard had a folder right there in the main drive, blatantly titled "Seo Na-yeon Training Records."
"Fucking prick..."
Whatever—getting these would give me leverage against Mom's blackmail. I dove in.
Damn...
You sick fuck.
He'd filmed a ton. Sorted densely by date.
Even with little notes.
Total psycho.
I had no choice but to check them one by one.
No choice, I tell you. Had to verify the facts.
Absolutely not filling some creepy thrill from seeing what they did to Mom. No way!