Anything Tastes the Best When Eaten with Sis
"Anything tastes like the best thing in the world when I'm eating it with you, Sis."
[Seojun's POV]
"It's all my fault...!! Waaah!!"
The back seat of the car. A naked woman curled up, sobbing her heart out. My sister.
"Sis..."
A deep sigh escaped me.
I'm going crazy, for real.
I straightened up. Smoothly reached out my hand. Her white shoulders trembling. Face a mess of tears and snot. I gently stroked her delicate back. Pat, pat.
"Hic... sob... You won't throw me away, right? Hic!"
Her voice soaked in tears. Hiccuping like crazy. It was exasperating, but what could I do? She was my sister.
"I'm not throwing you away."
I soothed her as calmly as I could. Pat, pat.
"Just breathe, Sis. Don't cry."
I felt so sorry for her it was driving me insane. The curse of that magic tool. She knew it, but she couldn't help being swept up in it—my poor sister. Her trembling eased a bit. Good. But her eyes were still filled with fear.
"R-Really...? Sob, my pussy smell... it doesn't gross you out...?"
She wouldn't believe words alone. I needed to reassure her properly. I lowered my gaze. Her snow-white ass that had been grinding against my face. Squelch...!! Pffft!! Her swollen pussy lips. Still panting and twitching. Frothy white bubbles and sticky mucus gushing out in spurts.
Smoothly, I reached out my hand.
"Eek...?! S-Seojun...?"
Squelch. Sluuuurp. Her thighs flinched in surprise. Between them, I slid two fingers right in. Scooped up the dripping fluids. Thick bodily fluids stretching like melted cheese. I lifted my fingers just like that. And then.
Lick.
I pushed them between my lips. Licked them clean in one go. Her thick, musky scent filled my mouth. Gulp. I swallowed.
"See?"
I met my dazed sister's eyes. Forced a gentle smile.
"If it was dirty, how could I eat this?"
"......!"
"So calm down. Nothing that comes from your body is dirty."
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[Seo-ah's POV]
My breath caught. My lips trembled, speechless.
My filthy, disgusting gunk. The muck that had turned his face into a rag. He'd scooped it up with his fingers and eaten it. Even swallowed it like it tasted good.
Glurch!! Glurch!!! Squelch!!! Spuuurt!!!
A volcano erupted deep in my lower belly. My womb convulsed wildly, chomping at the air.
'He doesn't think it's dirty.'
'My pussy juice isn't dirty.'
'He'll never throw me away.'
The fear vanished. Relief and arousal crashed in instead.
Buuuurble!! Squeeeelch-!!
"H-Hwaaaang... Seojun...!!"
My urethra went limp and floppy. A last dribble of urine leaked out.
I reached out both arms. Clung to my little brother's neck and hung on him. Rub, rub. My tear- and snot-smeared face ground against his chest. Instead of wagging my ass, I wagged my tail. I was going insane with how much I loved this adorable male.
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[Seojun's POV]
"Uuung, sob, Seojun...!"
My sister clung to my neck, whining like a kid. The tears finally stopped. Instead, she started spoiling herself with a stuffy, nasal voice.
"But this shirt's gotta go in the trash."
I tried cracking a joke. The tension in her jerking shoulders melted away. Seo-ah burrowed into my arms like a puppy.
"Hic, I'll... buy you ten, no, a hundred...!"
"Yeah, yeah. Lucky me having a rich sis. But I don't need a hundred."
I grumbled but wrapped my hand gently around the back of her head. Bubble bubble.Squelch... Pffft. Her pussy, doubts washed away, let out lazy, contented bubbles of foam. Yeah, what could I do? She was my sister.
Smack. I lowered my patting hand and playfully swatted her snow-white ass.
"We can't eat beef like this. Let's wash up first and get the car cleaned. Sis."
"Yeah. Uuung! Uuuuh..."
My sister buried her face in my chest. She ground her crotch against me like she was wagging her tail.
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[Seojun's POV]
On the way home.
"Kkhup... kuh..."
Hadn't it fully settled yet? In the passenger seat, Sis hugged her knees to her chest again, trembling and sniffling.
"Hic... sob. S-Seojun..."
Her voice wet with tears. Seo-ah called me cautiously.
"Yeah. What?"
I answered as evenly as I could.
"Sorry..."
Seo-ah's shoulders quivered. Face buried in her knees, she murmured in a fragile voice.
"Today... I wanted to do so many nice things for you."
"Yeah."
"Buy you cool clothes. Treat you to something delicious."
Plip plip. Tears trailed down her cheeks onto her knees.
My sister, who'd supported me her whole life with grit. She'd finally made it to professor. She probably wanted to spoil her little brother for once.
"Uuuh... I wanted to feed you so much...!"
Sure enough, the pitiful sobs burst out again.
"Because of my shitty temper... hic! This broken pussy ruined everything...!"
She banged her forehead against her knees. Self-loathing. Then came the sound of her womb twisting in spasms. Squeeeelch-! Her anxious mucous membranes chomped at the air like a defense mechanism. Cloudy, sticky foam pushed out from her pussy lips.
My chest ached. So what if we couldn't spend money? So what if no beef? Yoon Seo-ah, my sister, was my one and only family in the world.
Smoothly. Red light. I let go of the wheel with my right hand. Reached toward the passenger seat.
"Huh...?"
Her silver hair. I gently placed my palm on her trembling crown. Soft, fine strands. The pathetic warmth beneath. Slowly, tenderly, I stroked. Like soothing a child.
"Beef? Whatever."
I poured out my heartfelt sincerity as warmly as possible.
"For me."
Seo-ah's shoulders twitched up.
"Anything tastes like the best thing in the world when I'm eating it with you, Sis."
Silence. The sniffling stopped.
"So quit crying. You're getting ugly."
I playfully pinched her cheek. Drew my hand back and gripped the wheel again.
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[Seo-ah's POV]
'Anything tastes like the best thing in the world when I'm eating it with you, Sis.'
Fireworks exploded in my head. The world bloomed in rainbows. His sincere words hit my eardrums, raced through my veins, and struck my brain dead-on.
'Aaaah...'
I couldn't breathe. My heart pounded like it would shatter my ribs.
How could he be so sweet? How so tender? My beloved little brother. My everything.
Smoothly. Tension melted from my hunched shoulders. My arms around my knees fell limp.
Glurch.Foosh... My womb, spasming hysterically. The hole that had twisted its lining and spewed fluids in anxiety. It relaxed like a lie.
Squelch...Tzup.Drip.
Comfort. Satisfaction. My womb stretched lazily, yawning contentedly.
'I love him so much.'
My womb. Even if it was broken, it didn't matter. My man cherished it like this.
"Uhu..."
Ah, that weird laugh leaked out again.
"Uhuhu. Uhi hihit."
I turned my head slightly.
"Why're you laughing like that again? It's creepy."
His puzzled side profile. A total mess. Yet handsome enough to make my eyes hurt.
"Hehe...!"
Couldn't hold back—I leaned over. Rubbed my cheek frantically against his driving arm.
"Sis, I'm driving."
"I love you too much... leave it."
I clung stickily. My pussy lips started chomping the air again. A female's happy heat, craving love and mating.
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[Seojun's POV]
"Haa, feels like I'm alive."
Warm water streamed down my body. The sticky fluids clinging everywhere—three scrubs with body wash finally washed them off. But the scent lingered. Female sweetness. Like it'd seeped into my skin.
I toweled my hair as I left the bathroom.
"I'm done showering, Sis. Your turn."
"Yeah, got it."
Naked Sis waddled in on tiptoe. Struggling not to spill a drop of the fresh cum inside.
"Hey. Make some food while I was washing. I'm hungry."
"Y-Yes, Professor."
Where was the woman bawling her eyes out moments ago? The second we got home, her energy was back, snapping at me. But I didn't mind. That was Yoon Seo-ah. My sister.
While Sis was in the bathroom, I opened the fridge. No pricey beef. Just kimchi, pork belly. Canned ham and two eggs. I started chopping on the cutting board.
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A bit later. The water shut off.
"Mmm—smells good. Kimchi stew?"
My sister crawled out to the kitchen, towel over her head. My ratty gray pajama pants. My stretched-out white short-sleeve tee. She threw on my scent-soaked clothes and plopped into a chair. My chest went all fluffy.
More than the professor's prim elegance. This—wearing my sloppy clothes at the table. That was the prettiest sight in the world to me.
"It's done. Here's your spoon."
"Got it, got it."
I set the bubbling kimchi stew in the table's center. Crispy fried ham. Two sunny-side-up eggs. Bubble bubble bubble! Broth boiling in the hot stone pot.
And.
Squelch...Bubble, glurch!
"Ngh..."
Under the table. Lewd water sounds from between Sis's thighs joined in harmony.
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[Seo-ah's POV]
"Fuu— haa—."
Hot kimchi stew broth. I scooped a big spoonful, blew on it, and shoved it in. Spicy, deep flavor. Savory from the pork fat.
"Kruu..."
An old-man groan slipped out. My lips curved up happily without thinking.
Prime hanwoo double? Fancy hotel course? Who needs it. This stew going in my mouth right now was the world's finest feast.
"Ahh, I'm dying. For real."
I waved my spoon wildly, making a fuss.
"Rice made by my little bro really is the best in the world, huh?"
Seojun just smirked at my praise. Even his casual shoveling of food was lovable enough to drive me mad.
Glurch.Squelch...!!
Hot broth went down above. Below, Seojun's cock juices pleasantly scraped my womb walls.
'Good thing I was careful.'
During the shower. I'd only soaped off the surface gunk. No stupid digging inside with my fingers. Thanks to that, my barren womb cradled his male seed preciously. The fullness deep in my belly. It made me the happiest female in the world.
"But Seojun."
I mumbled around a mouthful.
"Still bummed we missed beef today."
"Not bummed, I said."
"Tsk! Don't interrupt. Listen."
I pointed my chopsticks at his face, laying down the law.
"Next week, Sis treats you somewhere real nice. Omakase? Super hard to book, but I can snag a table with professor connections."
Wallet flex. Power flex. My flimsy bravado to pump up my male.
"Ugh."
Seojun set his chopsticks down with a clack. Sighed deeply, staring right at me.
"Money-wasting again, seriously."
"What? Money-wasting?!"
I bristled, raising my voice—then.
Smoothly. His chopsticks approached my rice bowl. A piece of golden ham. He placed it atop my white rice.
"For me."
Flat tone. Endless tenderness anyway.
"Omakase whatever, I just like eating like this with you normally."
He split the remaining ham and added,
"So quit thinking about spending. Finish your food. It's getting cold."
Silence.
"...!"
My breath stopped. Face burned like it would explode. Heart thrashed wildly.
'I'm going crazy, for real...'
His care for me. That noble sincerity saying even a shabby meal was enough with me. Even putting side dishes on my bowl first.
Squelch!! Sluuuurp!!! Spurt!!
"Hng...!"
I twisted my waist without thinking. Inside the pajama pants. My pussy contracted in cheer at his voice. Chomped fiercely at the air like it would devour it.
Pffft!Bubble.
Pure affection. Explosive mating heat. I wanted to flip the table and gobble his cock right now.
But. I bit my lip and donned my tsundere mask.
"F-Fine! I'll eat, okay?!"
I snapped curtly. Ripped into the fried egg and mixed it with rice.
"Ugh, seriously. You're more professor than me with all the nagging? I can feed myself, quit yapping."
Grumbling hid my joy. Head down, I swallowed rice. Gulped stew to stifle the bursting laugh.
"Uhu... uhuhu."
Ah. That weird laugh leaked again.
"Quit laughing like that, it's creepy...!"
His freaked-out face. I slyly moved my foot. Under the table. Sliide— My bare foot crossed. Rested lightly on his calf opposite.
Twitch.
Smooth, sloowly. Toes stroked up his calf. Up, down. Insistently sticky.
"...Sis. Eating here, why the leg."
Seojun cleared his throat fake, looked away. His ear tips beet red.
"What leg."
I played dumb, all innocent. Glurch.Squelch...Tzup. My pussy's sweet, lewd breaths. He gave up, didn't dodge my foot play. Just silently ate, ears red.
Aaah. Really. So happy.