Mine Forever! – Jealous Facesitting Rampage
‘It’s mine.’ ‘It’s mine.’ ‘Why look at other bitches?’ ‘Why let other bitches eye you?’
[Seo-ah's Perspective]
Thump! The emergency stairwell door slammed shut.
A deserted spot.
Smack! She roughly shook off his arm.
Her heated eyes glared at her brother.
"Why."
A cracked voice leaked out.
"Why make it so I can't even speak."
Her breath came in choked gasps. Betrayal gutted her lower belly.
Squelch... Splurt...!!
Around her feet, a puddle formed in seconds from her arousal.
"Why!! What the hell is wrong with you!!"
Thwack! Without thinking, she shoved his chest.
His back crashed hollowly against the wall.
"Ow…!"
He winced, groaning in pain. Did it hurt that much? Guilt surged for a moment.
But rage swallowed it whole.
"Ah, Sis! That hurts! What the fuck!"
"It hurts?! My heart's been torn to shreds, you fucking bastard!!"
She wailed loud enough to echo. Tears she tried to hold back soaked her cheeks.
"You like that slut, don't you!!"
She pointed wildly into the air, howling.
"I play the quiet professor for you, and you think you've hit the jackpot, huh?!"
"No! When did I say I liked her!"
"Don't lie!! You're laying the groundwork to ditch me for some fertile human bitch!! That's why you're shutting my mouth, you fucking bastard!!"
Inferiority. Jealousy. Defeat. Dark emotions tangled, scorching her brain.
She gripped his collar tight.
Shoving her face close, she screamed whatever came to mind.
"What am I supposed to do if you leave me! I can't live without you! What do you want me to do! Just die?! That's it, right? Barren bitches like me should just die, you rotten fuck!”
"No!! If word gets out, what about your reputation!! You're a professor!”
His voice shot back, indignant. It was true. But she had no room left for reason.
"You wanna ruin Sis's life?! Advertise to everyone that the professor fucks her brother?! How do you think I'll live after that!”
Reputation. Life. Honor. She didn't want to hear that bullshit.
"Aaaahhh!!!"
She clamped her hands over her ears, shaking her head wildly like a maniac.
"Reputation means shit?! Does it feed me?!"
She tore at her hair and charged. Gripping his collar with both hands, she slammed him against the wall and hoisted him up.
Seojun's feet lifted slightly off the ground.
Elf strength. Even a sturdy adult man couldn't match it.
“Guh…!”
"You're worse than that bitch!!!"
Tears and snot smeared across her face, she screamed right in his.
"You know damn well I can't live without you!! You see that slut blatantly flirting, and you just stand there—you're the real trash!!"
"S-Sis... can't... breathe..."
"Can't breathe? My womb feels like it's burning up!!"
She couldn't hold back anymore. Talking was pointless.
This male trying to run needed a clear lesson.
"Let's go."
Still gripping his collar, she dragged him downward.
The force scared even her.
Crash-clang-bang!
"Sis! Where are we going! What the hell!"
"Parking lot."
She didn't look back at her dragged brother.
She strode toward the underground parking lot.
Slosh! Slosh!
Squelch-!
Between her thighs. Her juices mixed with his morning load sloshed around.
Usually ecstatic sloshing. Now, disgustingly repulsive.
Like hundreds of mosquitoes ripping at her womb—an itchy revulsion.
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[Seo-ah's Perspective]
She glanced back at her dragged brother, grinding her teeth.
Slosh! Slosh!! Squelch-!
Every step made her womb scream.
Her ravenous crotch panted like a greedy maw, chomping at empty air.
"Quit dawdling and hurry up!"
She yanked his wrist roughly.
Before her overwhelming strength, he couldn't even resist properly—just dragged like a ragdoll.
They arrived. Their car. Pitch-black windows.
Fresh tinting he'd applied for her sake—said no one could see inside from outside.
Back then, it moved her to tears. Now, no time to care.
Click! She flung open the back door.
Thud! She flattened the seats.
She seized his solar plexus and shoved him inside like trash.
Crash!
"Ow!"
His body slammed onto the seat. She scrambled atop him wildly.
‘It’s mine.’‘It’s mine.’‘Why look at other bitches?’‘Why let other bitches eye you?’
What did her eyes look like now? She hoped they were the gaze he loved.
“Sis…”
Guess not. Seojun looked terrified.
That face ignited her sadness. Soon, sadness bulked up into rage.
"Sis! What are you planning here!"
He thrashed, trying to rise. Fat chance.
Thump! She pinned both shoulders to the seat.
"Stay still."
She snapped coldly. She grabbed the soaked panties under her skirt.
Squelch-!!
The drenched rag tore apart in one go.
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[Seojun's Perspective]
Killing intent. And overwhelming strength.
His shoulders felt crushed. Pinned to the seat, he just blinked.
Next up: stripping his pants.
Eventually. Car sex.
Poor, hurting Sis. Sweet, suffering Sis.
Why does she have to hurt like this? Tears pricked his eyes.
He just tensed his lower body. To comfort his pained sister.
She'd ride him cowgirl.
But.
"Huh...?"
Sis suddenly turned around. She shoved her ass toward his face.
Hiked her skirt to her waist. Silver hair fluttered wildly.
And her bare lower half exposed.
Bubble. Bubble bubble... Squelch...!!
Raw, inflamed mucosa. Dense folds chomped at the air.
Pale foam and sticky mucus gushed out in spurts.
And. It drew closer.
"S-Sis?! Wait, what are you...!"
Splat-!!!
Before he finished, darkness engulfed him.
Breath cut off.
"Mmph?!?!"
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[Seo-ah's Perspective]
"Mmph!! Mrrgh!! Mmmph!!"
Under her ass. His entire face buried.
Squish-! Squelch... Splurt!!
Nose and lips. She sealed her pussy tight over them.
Air-tight. His soft, blunt nose-tip pressed firmly into her clit.
"Ahh...!! Grhh!!"
Lightning pleasure struck her spine.
Twitch! Her waist shuddered on its own.
"No! Not enough like this!"
She started grinding her hips roughly.
Slosh! Slosh!! Squelch!! Squeeze!!
Over his lips. His nose-bridge. His brow.
She smeared and mashed her ass mercilessly.
"Mmph!! Mrrphmph!!"
He thrashed wildly below. Pinching her thighs, pushing her ass with all his might.
But she had no intention of yielding.
She pressed down harder. Bucked her hips savagely.
"Your body reeks!! It doesn't smell like me!!"
She shrieked like a banshee. Jealousy fueled her pleasure, blazing higher.
Bubble bubble! Splurt!!!
Between her labia. Gooey mucus like melted cheese.
It invaded his nostrils, soaked his gaping lips.
"Those bug-like bitches!! Flirting and sticking to you!!"
Smack! Thwack! She slammed her ass down like shattering the seat.
Each face-grind sent her pussy walls into ecstatic spasms.
"How's it feel?! Good, right?! Ngh! Sis's pussy smothering you feels fucking great, huh?!"
A madwoman's courtship. A whore's ass-thrusts.
The new shirt he'd bought. Now stained with globs of gunk.
Expensive too.
"Don't wash it all day today!”
Who cares. This male was hers anyway.
“No! Never wash it your whole life!”
Pleasure flipped her eyes white.
"Go around forever stinking of my pussy juice!! So everyone knows!! You're mine!! Hic, uwaaah!! Tell the whole world's bitches!!"
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[Seojun's Perspective]
"Mmph...!! Mrrghhhmph!!"
I'm dying. Really suffocating to death.
Nose and mouth. Even esophagus and trachea.
All airways sealed by sticky mucosa.
Sour stench. Fishy body odor. Pungent female sweetness stabbing his nose.
Squelch!! Splurt!!
A bizarre swamp boiled over his face. Each pussy pulse frothed with his panicked breaths.
The elf slamming her hips madly. Now throwing her full weight down.
‘Heavy...!’
Face bones creaking under pressure. He desperately stretched his arms.
Grabbed her hips, tried to shove. Pinched and shook her thighs.
But this mad sister's strength. Like pushing a boulder.
"Mmph!! Gack!! Urghk!!"
Bam!! Bam!! Squelch!!
"Ngh, never wash! Smear my pussy juice everywhere!!"
Mad shrieks from above. A beast crazed with jealousy.
His flailing arms weakened.
‘Ah.’
He realized. No winning this.
One way to calm his deranged sister's anxiety.
Just accept it all. Offer his face as her toilet until she was satisfied.
Thud.
His arms dropped to the seat. He stopped resisting.
Gave up nose-breathing. Just swallowed fluids through his mouth, breathing shallowly.
"Mmph. Mmm."
‘Enlightenment.’
"Reality check" didn't cover it. Like Buddha under the Bodhi tree.
He attained enlightenment under Yoon Seo-ah's pussy.
Ahh. Yeah, grind away. Make all the world's bitches flee. No, make everyone flee.
Limp, he accepted everything.
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[Seo-ah's Perspective]
"Aaaahhh!!! Uwaaaaaah!!"
White lightning tore through her mind.
It exploded. Orgasm.
Shudder shudder shudder!!! Her back arched like a bow.
Her slamming hips froze mid-air.
Spray! Pssshhhh---!!!
"Kyaaaaahhh!!!"
Peak climax. Urethra opened. Sweet, musky squirt jetted out, soaking his cheek and jaw.
"Haa... Haaa..."
Convulsions. Body wouldn't obey.
Thighs quivered, strength drained.
Splat. She collapsed fully onto him.
"Haa... Haa..."
Breath rose to her throat. Body soaked in sweat and ecstasy.
Slosh. Splurt... Felt clean inside.
Rage, jealousy, inferiority. All washed away with the murky tide.
‘Marked him.’
No pretty young human bitch would flirt with a face drenched in pussy juice.
Her lips curled up. Victory. Satisfaction.
She lifted her heavy ass.
"My little brother... now you reek of Sis nice and good...?"
She whispered stickily. Turned to check her male's state.
"...!"
Breath stopped. The aftermath.
His face. A swamp of pale mucus.
Lips and jaw slathered in honey-thick fluids. Mixed with her fresh squirt, his whole face was a filthy rag.
And. His expression.
"Ah."
Better if he looked pained. Better if he glared resentment.
This was worse. ‘Dead eyes.’
Unfocused pupils. Apathy. Soul gone.
A face that had given up everything.
Thump! Her boiling pleasure chilled cold.
Bone-deep terror flooded in.
‘Wha...?’
What did I do? Smothered his face like pissing on trash.
‘That look...’
‘He hates me now.’
‘I disgust him.’
Shiver. Fingertips trembled.
Teeth chattered.
"Wh-what do I do..."
Vision whited out.
"Se-Seojun... Seojun... Sorry..."
She clutched his collar without thinking. Eyes burned hot.
Drip. Drop. Tears poured endlessly.
"Ah, hic! What do I dooo!!"
Panic. Hands flailed in terror.
Got to wipe it quick. She yanked her skirt hem.
Had to erase that horrific filth fast.
"S-sorry! Sis must've gone crazy! Really, Sis... hic….!”
Tears and snot smeared, she lifted the hem. Frantically scrubbed.
"Th-that was super scary, right?! Sniff! Hic!"
Wipe! Wipe wipe!
"S-Sis won't do it again. Hic. You won't hate Sis, right? Yeah?”
She wiped tears with her hand, begging.
"Don't throw me away... Please don't abandon Sis...!"
But.
Wipe. Rip... The more she wiped, the more the mucus spread hideously.
Like melted cheese. Not coming off—instead coating his whole face.
Dirtier. Uglier.
And those still-unfocused eyes.
"Hii, hiiiik---!!!!"
Hands froze. She curled up, trembling in place.
"Aaaahhh!! Sorry!! Sis is so sorry!!!"
Despair made her scream. She bawled hysterically.
She'd really be abandoned. Really left alone.
This broken womb tossed in the trash.
"I was wrong! Hic, Sis is all wrong!!"
She just sobbed aloud.