Chapter 103
Chapter 103
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 103
Chapter Title: The Twin Little Sister Decides to Confess to Her Big Brother (5)
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Juyeon-hee lay down on the bed, following Juyeon-woo's guiding touch.
‘Oppa’s scent.’
The pillow and blanket carried Juyeon-woo’s scent. To Juyeon-hee, it was the most potent aphrodisiac imaginable.
Her face flushed red as she gazed up at Juyeon-woo. He wore a serious expression.
‘Thank you, Oppa.’
A resolute look. Juyeon-woo truly intended to embrace her. He was granting his little sister’s repulsive request.
Today’s one night—he hoped it would help her sort out her emotions. He hoped she’d let go of her feelings for him and live a normal life.
But that was impossible. Juyeon-hee already knew. If Juyeon-woo held her, her feelings for him would only grow deeper.
Still, she said nothing. Afraid his mind might change, she kept her lips sealed.
Right now, she wanted to lean into his affection and savor the same bliss as Shin Jae-eun. Her mind was consumed by the selfish urge to feel Juyeon-woo’s cock.
“Yeon-hee, Oppa will take care of everything.”
“……”
Juyeon-woo placed his hand on Juyeon-hee’s clothes. A hand that wasn’t her own—a stranger’s touch. It felt utterly foreign to her.
Her nerves stood on end. She was on guard.
Knowing it was her brother, she relaxed. The tension melted from her body.
Juyeon-woo slowly peeled off her top. She suddenly worried—did she smell like meat?
‘Should’ve washed up.’
It was a mistake. She’d feared that if he fell asleep first, she’d lose her chance forever. She’d rushed in desperately the moment they returned.
As a result, they were about to entwine without her even showering. Embarrassment flooded her; she could barely lift her head.
Juyeon-woo didn’t mind. Without showing a hint of distaste, he slowly prepared for sex with her.
He undressed her, and she him. It didn’t take long for them to be completely naked.
“O-oh waah…”
Juyeon-hee let out a gasp of admiration at the sight of Juyeon-woo’s naked body. It wasn’t her first time seeing it, but she’d never stared so openly before.
Firm, sculpted muscles, subtly soft skin, and his thick, intoxicating scent. He was so close.
Juyeon-hee’s hole drenched itself. More fluid than usual gushed out—a veritable flood.
Juyeon-woo smiled warmly. Her dazed eyes fixed on him lifted his mood.
The guilt was hers alone to bear.
Juyeon-woo had no qualms about taking her. He was immune to the mental toll, so to speak.
“Yeon-hee, if it hurts even a little, you have to tell me.”
He knew it wouldn’t hurt much. The hymen was there, but the pain of rupture would be minimal. It was just polite words.
Juyeon-hee was already gone. A single word from him had her fully immersed.
Every nerve was attuned to him.
“…O-Oppa, do whatever you want… I don’t know anything.”
“Got it.”
Juyeon-woo placed his hand on Juyeon-hee’s breast. He gave the soft mound a gentle squeeze, and she reacted fiercely to his touch.
“Hnnng…!”
Juyeon-woo smoothly unclasped her bra as well. This was no beginner’s work—he’d done it dozens of times.
From Geum Tae-yeon to Aunt. He was a well-trained master.
“So pretty.”
It had to be empty flattery. Juyeon-hee figured he wouldn’t say anything sincere.
‘Still… feels good…’
She’d heard plenty of praise before. But never anything with this lewd undertone. It was a first.
This was far better than compliments on her grades, her scores, or getting into Infinite Academy together. No comparison.
“Ahh…!”
Juyeon-woo’s hand suddenly slipped into her panties. Juyeon-hee jolted and grabbed his arm.
“Yeon-hee, relax your grip.”
He whispered softly and pried her hand away. Juyeon-hee surrendered her body to him completely.
She offered even the parts she’d never allowed anyone else.
Juyeon-woo gently stroked her pussy mound. He rubbed her awkwardly groomed slit while locking eyes with her.
Juyeon-hee floundered, averting her gaze. She’d begged for this, yet here she was, ashamed.
“You’re soaked through. No need for extra foreplay.”
“……”
Juyeon-woo teased her with a sly tone, as if poking fun.
Juyeon-hee couldn’t bring herself to respond. Facing her brother like this was mortifying and guilt-ridden.
“It’s fine. That happens. It’s not your fault.”
Juyeon-woo soothed and comforted her. He poured all his effort into tending to her emotions.
It must’ve been awkward and burdensome for him too, but he stepped up as her big brother.
He was always like this. Juyeon-woo took care of her. No matter the situation, he’d grip her hand tight and lead the way.
—Yeon-hee, don’t worry. Oppa’s here.
He’d wrap her small frame in his arms. In danger, he’d charge ahead, promising to handle it.
Juyeon-hee trailed faithfully behind that boy. He was her rock.
With no mom or dad, Juyeon-woo was her only family and protector. That’s how she’d fallen in love with him.
Juyeon-woo crept closer. He shed his pants and settled between her thighs.
‘Huuuge…’
Juyeon-hee couldn’t tear her eyes from his crotch. The massive beast dangled there, commanding her gaze.
The thought of that entering her was beyond imagination.
‘He’s getting hard for me?’
She knew the basics. She’d learned online how cocks worked.
Foreplay was needed. Stimulation to get it erect for sex.
Yet Juyeon-woo was already hard.
That meant her naked body alone was enough stimulus. It filled her with ecstasy.
“Yeon-hee, if it really hurts, tell me. I’ll stop anytime.”
Juyeon-woo pressed his cock against her pussy. He naturally found the hole below.
“……”
Juyeon-hee didn’t reply. Even if it hurt, she had no intention of saying so.
Stopping midway would be the worst.
She wanted to take his cock to the root. Feel its warmth, its pulse—everything.
Pain be damned.
Juyeon-woo rocked his hips. He probed slowly, back and forth.
The glans bobbed at her entrance. Not inserted yet.
Even so, satisfaction bloomed. Worlds beyond masturbation—pure rapture. She wished he’d thrust in already.
Rip through her hymen decisively and impale her womb.
She poured that unspoken wish into her pleading eyes. Of course, Juyeon-woo didn’t catch it.
Lips pursed, she hoped it conveyed.
Squish, squish—.
Sounds accompanied his movements. In the quiet room, the lewd friction of fluid and flesh echoed.
Juyeon-hee’s face burned crimson. We’re having sex. The realization heated her mind.
It felt like a dream. She’d never imagined this day.
Milk dribbled from her nipples. She’d edged toward climax before it even started.
“Pfft.”
Juyeon-woo chuckled. His leaking little sister looked both pitiable and adorable.
Juyeon-hee drowned in inexpressible shame.
But the shame didn’t last. His next move blanked her mind entirely.
Slurp, smack!
“Ahh, haak! Oppa!?”
Juyeon-woo shamelessly grabbed her breast and latched onto her nipple.
Juyeon-hee couldn’t think. Her mind went blank.
Shivers raced through her breast. Pleasure many times beyond clitoral—concentrated at her nipple.
She squirted from her pussy. Enough to soak her panties and the sheets.
“T-this isn’t piss. It’s not urine…”
“I know.”
Juyeon-hee stammered excuses. The volume was immense—an inexperienced guy might’ve suspected otherwise.
Luckily, Juyeon-woo was seasoned. Though the source being Han-seol or Shin Jae-eun irked her.
But what if he hadn’t? If he were still a virgin? Could they have reached this point?
His experience lowered the hurdles. It let him accommodate her warped desires with more leniency.
From that angle, she should be grateful for his experience. Even if it bruised her pride and saddened her.
Squish, squish—.
Juyeon-woo rocked his hips. With just the glans at her entrance, he slowly pushed his cock in.
The sensation of the meat rod invading. Her lower body parting. Filled with foreign fullness.
Tense, Juyeon-hee stared up at him. The man mounting her and slamming his cock home was her brother—a revelation that moved her.
“…Yeon-hee, you’ve been through so much mentally, haven’t you?”
He kneaded her breast while whispering. That one caring question melted away her past agonies.
Juyeon-hee shook her head vigorously, denying her suffering. She didn’t want to worry him.
“I’m okay now.”
Juyeon-woo tormented her nipple wildly as he slammed his hips forward powerfully.
Pop, plop—.
Her hymen tore so easily. Juyeon-woo’s thick cock pierced her virginity and plunged straight to her womb.
Rip—!
The sound rang vividly. No pain at all. Pleasure numbed her senses instead.
Squeeze, press—.
Her first cock ever. Her brother’s cock.
The glans crushed her womb like dough, knocking insistently. Her cervix ached to open. Beloved seed.
She wanted to cradle it until her womb burst.
Juyeon-hee clung to him desperately, pleading.
“Oppa, Oppa… Cum inside. I want your baby too…”
A filthy request as his sister, reckless as a woman—but she squeezed her eyes shut and begged. If not tonight, the chance might never come.
Juyeon-woo gazed down at her and smiled brightly.
“Yeah, for you, Yeon-hee.”
“Haa…! Oppa…!”
Juyeon-woo began moving his hips slowly. The thick glans churned her insides, dragging them out.
His cock pistoned back and forth. Juyeon-hee couldn’t control her trembling waist.
Splash, splash—! Splash—!
The wet sounds were obscenely loud.