Conference Call Creampie Cleanup
"One more chat with that bitch and she'll get expelled while you die by my hand!"
[Seojun's Perspective]
"Yes. I'll handle the feasibility review."
On the monitor, Seo-ah's face was the picture of scholarly poise.
Under the desk, off-camera, things were a whole different story.
"Haa…."
I swallowed a silent breath. Right in front of me, crouched in the webcam's blind spot, was a sight straight out of hellish smut.
Her skirt flipped up over her hips. Her bare lower half fully exposed.
Squelch.Slosh.
A landscape so obscenely lewd it was terrifying. No panties in sight. Just a single towel laid beneath her pristine white ass.
Splurt.
Between her thighs. Her pussy lips, swollen beet-red and puffy.
The massive load of cum I'd just dumped inside her. Soaked in Seo-ah's possessive jealousy, mixed with her greedily regurgitated nectar.
It dribbled out in a thick, sticky blend like melted cheese.
'Sis and I both squirted buckets, damn.'
I yanked out a thick wad of wet wipes.
Gooey remnants trailing stickily down her pale thighs. I wiped them away carefully.
Had to clean it before it dried. It'd chafe and hurt otherwise.
Swish.Swiish.
I rubbed the insides of her thighs gently. Held my breath so as not to disrupt the meeting.
Even so—
Spluuurt—!Glurch!
This perverted pussy of hers clamped down hard on empty air. A fresh gush of her juices sprayed straight at my face.
My face was drenched in seconds. The concentrated sweet musk stung my nose. Sour, fishy female scent.
Worried it'd linger on my skin.
'Shit, it's mixed with my cum too…!'
If it was just her fluids, fine. But my semen mixed in? Made it extra gross.
"Then this matter will be addressed at next week's academic committee… hn."
Oblivious to my distress, Seo-ah's voice hitched. My wipe had grazed somewhere sensitive.
Splaatt!
Sure enough, this perverted cunt fired another squirt right at my face.
'Dammit…!'
But the real issue wasn't my face. It was not getting caught.
Sis jolted, freezing as she glared sharply under the desk, mouth agape.
[Hurry up and wipe it. It's uncomfortable.]
I couldn't believe it. Shoving her grown-ass brother under the desk to wipe her pussy during a meeting? What professor does that?
But what could I do? It was my sis.
"Hoo…."
Sighing, I resumed wiping between her legs with care. Her toes wiggled in pleasure.
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[Seojun's Perspective]
"That concludes the meeting. Good work, everyone."
Click.
The call ended.
Instantly—
"Aaaahh—!"
Sis's lower body went slack. She threw her head back, letting out a lewd moan from her nose.
Her held-back pussy spasmed wildly. From the gaping slit, a thick glob of backed-up slime erupted.
Spploort!!
"Ah, seriously, Sis!"
And as a bonus, one final squirt straight to my face.
"We're gonna go through a whole pack of wipes at this rate!"
Grumbling, I spread her legs wide. Roughly scraped out the fluids caked deep inside.
"Yaa! Wipe gently!"
Seo-ah pressed my head down with both hands, clicking her tongue.
"Dealing with those geezer professors is fucking exhausting, shit…!"
Hard to believe this was the same poised woman from the meeting. Her foul mouth was back—classic Sis.
"Hey, Yoon Seojun."
"What. Where's it itchy now."
I ripped out more wipes, snapping irritably.
"Wipe properly. It's still dripping. Don't half-ass it."
Ridiculous nagging. Her skirt was still hiked up to her waist. Her exposed pussy foaming live in real time.
Yet she nagged like I was slacking on living room chores.
"It's gushing like this—how am I supposed to wipe it all at once? Clench a bit."
"How am I supposed to help it when that fox bitch pissed me off so bad? My womb's got a slut detector or something!"
Even now, gnashing her teeth over that colleague.
Her grudges lingered forever.
"And idiot."
Seo-ah spread her legs even wider. Shoved her crotch right in my face.
Splaatt.
A slimy mucosal tunnel filled my vision.
"You're the one who creampied inside, remember?"
Blorp.Blorble.
"You pumped so much in, think clenching will stop it? Huh?"
"If you could just shut up…."
Sighing deeply, I shoved wipes deep under her ass. She tsked verbally but didn't pull away.
Instead, she lifted her hips slightly. Swallowed moans of pleasure each time my fingers brushed.
"Haht… Oooh… Hoo…."
Her eyes drowsy and relaxed. Face flushed pink.
Sppluuurt—!
"Ah, enough!"
Another squirt to the face, naturally.
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[Seo-ah's Perspective]
"Haa…."
His fingers delving inside. The thick digits' texture through the wipes felt too sweet.
Squelch.Slosh.
Fullness from his seed sloshing against my inner walls. My gut clenched each time I shifted my hips.
'Thank god it's remote. No need to stand.'
Could devour every drop of this precious cum without spilling.
Swish.Swiish.
I deeply inhaled his rising scent. My chest swelled fit to burst.
Just moments ago, terrified some bitch might steal my male. That inferior, barren pussy might make him abandon me.
I'd rolled on the floor sobbing in fear.
Now?
'I'm never running away.'
'Your sister's pussy is the best in the world.'
That promise.
'He's mine anyway.'
Jealousy and anxiety faded, replaced by sticky triumph and possessiveness.
'Pregnancy? Who cares?'
Fine. Low odds? Keep trying till it works.
How could I give this lovable brother to another?
My lips curled smugly. I looked down.
My man, diligently wiping my mess. Lovingly cleaning my filthy pussy.
My little brother. My male.
"Uhuhu… uhuhuhu…."
Ah, that weird laugh burst out again.
"Why laugh like that? It's creepy."
Seojun freaked, falling back on his ass.
"What did I do."
I feigned primness, hardening my expression. Reached to stroke his hair.
But changed plans.
Swish.
Extended my bare foot. Nudged under his chin with my toes.
"Good boy. My little brother. All clean now."
"Ugh, you really have no shame. Good luck finding another brother like me."
Seojun shook his head. Didn't dodge the foot, though.
Squelch.Blorp.
I bit my lower lip. Spread my legs wider on purpose.
The foaming sounds rang pleasantly.
"Where you gonna go? You'll wipe my pussy for life."
Sincere words disguised as a joke.
"Catch you eyeing another bitch, and you're done. Got it?"
Seojun sighed like he was fed up. Chuckled, standing.
"Yeah, yeah. Serving Professor Sis means no dry days ahead."
"Obviously. Brother tending sis is natural, right?"
"Yes. Yes."
I shot back shamelessly. Watched him gather my torn clothes from underfoot.
Aah. Pure bliss.
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[Seo-ah's Perspective]
Heading home. Seojun gripped the wheel.
"Haa… Ut…."
Unlike painful commutes past, this was languid, comfy.
Slosh.Squelch.
My womb fuller than ever with his essence. His cum slathered thickly, filling every crevice.
Felt like I owned the world.
Swish.
Leaned over. Rubbed my cheek stickily on his driving arm.
"Sis, I'm driving."
"Stay still. I'm in heaven right now."
Savored his body heat against my cheek.
But one annoyance lingered.
"Seojun."
"Yeah? What."
"You said earlier you talked projects with that fox bitch."
"Huh? Oh… yeah."
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. I gazed lazily out the window.
"That project."
Reached out. Fingertips teased near his pant zipper on his thigh.
"Sounds like the mana studies overview I assigned, right?"
"Uh… y-yeah?"
Smirk.
My lips twisted up.
"Gonna give that bitch an F."
Silence.
Screeech—!
"What?!"
Seojun slammed the brakes in horror. Flicked on hazards, whipping around.
"What the hell! What'd she do to deserve an F?!"
"Do? Plenty, the slut."
I bolted upright. Rage surged.
Squelch.Splurt.
Lower body clenched tight. Pussy chomped air, imagining his cock.
"Daring to eye my pussy-filling stud!"
A vulgar tantrum echoed. Primal rage exploded.
"How dare you wag your tail at another bitch?!"
"I didn't! It was just the project…!"
"Shut up! One more chat with that bitch and she'll get expelled while you die by my hand!"
I glared, huffing. Professor abusing power? Screw it.
No mercy for bitches eyeing my male.
"Haa…."
Seojun sighed deeply.
"Fine. Just… don't touch her grade. She's pitiful enough."
"Pitiful? Taking her side now?"
"No, no! I mean…."
He eyed me warily.
"No more talking to girls. Happy?"
Gentle concession. Exactly what I wanted.
"Hmph."
Satisfied snort. Relaxed my tensed body.
Rubbed his arm again, coquettish.
"That's my boy."
Blorble.Splurt.
Good mood restored, pussy twitched happily. Sweet nectar seeped from the pulsing gap.
Wonder how much I'd milk him tonight. Happy thoughts filled my head.
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[Seojun's Perspective]
Saturday lunchtime. Living room strewn with clothes.
Sis's ripped and stretched outfits. Shredded in ecstasy.
My collateral damage pile too.
"Haa…."
Sigh escaped.
"Gotta toss 'em. Can't even mend this shit."
No part-time gigs lately. Couldn't leave the house with sis in heat needing constant care.
Bank account scraping bottom.
Then—
Thud!
On the table. Sis dropped something.
A glossy black credit card.
"Ugh, quit moping like a loser."
Her signature tsking tone. Arms crossed, looking down.
"Hey. Weekend—grab some clothes and let's go."
Sudden order.
Blinked. "Where to?"
"Where else? Department store."
Pointed at the shredded pile.
"My stuff, yours—all trashed. Can't have my brother ragged with my prof rep on the line?"
Shameless add-on.
"We'll hit the department store. I'll buy you a full wardrobe."