Sister's Afternoon Service (2)
In a room filled with a heat that no electric fan could hope to cool, a man and a woman were tangled together in a heap of limbs.
Yoon Nahyun seemed to have lost her grip on reality; lying prone, she let out incoherent moans that made no sense.
“Haa-ek! Hrue-ek! Hrok!”
Even though Yoon Suhyun knew the woman he was crushing beneath him was his own sister, he drove into her with every ounce of his strength.
Every time the soft flesh of Nahyun’s buttocks collided with Suhyun’s abs, a lewd, wet slapping sound echoed through the room, and the bedsheets grew increasingly soaked with sweat and vaginal fluids.
Soon reaching her limit, Suhyun wrapped his arms around Nahyun’s neck, pulled her body flush against his, and began to thrust his hips with even greater intensity.
“Hwaa-ek! I, I can’t breathe! Being crushed by my... little brother!”
“Ha. Damn it...!”
Splurt, splurt.
As Suhyun drove his hips deep, her ample buttocks were pressed flat like marshmallows, trembling violently.
“Haak! Hrue-ek!”
After about a minute of this, Suhyun slowly withdrew his cock. Nahyun’s slit, perhaps still floundering in the aftershocks of pleasure, pulsed rhythmically, spitting out a few stray drops of semen.
“Haa... it’s so hot.”
“Ha-eu... my pussy... it’s ruined...”
During sex, he treated her like a master would a slave, spewing insults and shameful commands, forcing her to degrade her own self-worth. Yet, the moment the act ended, Suhyun would fetch a towel and gently wipe the sweat from her back with a tenderness that made it seem as if he hadn't just been ravaging her.
When Nahyun tasted the pleasure of falling into the abyss, her womb would throb and her mind would burn white-hot, but seeing this gentle side of him after the sex made her heart flutter in a different way.
“This kind of thing... it’s cheating.”
“Hmm? Sister?”
“It’s nothing~ It feels cool. Keep wiping.”
Whether he knew his actions made her heart race or not, Suhyun continued to wipe her sweat, his hands lingering to caress her back and thighs as he muttered.
“Wow... your skin is really fair.”
“Mom and Jihyun are fair too. It’s a family trait.”
“I don’t know about... Yoon Jihyun, but it’s amazing how you and Mom are so pale and flawless. It’s not like you get special treatments or anything.”
“Yeah...”
As Suhyun’s compliments continued, Nahyun buried her face in the pillow, feeling happy but embarrassed, terrified that he might hear the frantic thumping of her heart.
“Sister?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you tired? I guess we went a bit too hard...”
“It’s not that. I’m just a little hot.”
“It is hot. It’s really summer now... I should put an air conditioner in every room.”
“That’s expensive~ We have one in the living room, and besides, I’ll be moving to the staff quarters once vacation ends.”
When Yoon Jihyun had gotten the opportunity to work at the Association’s central headquarters, she had been happier than ever before.
She harbored the hope that perhaps she could finish her internship brilliantly and be hired by the Association permanently.
And once she started living on her own, she looked forward to the prospect of spending nights with Yoon Suhyun at her place, free from any anxiety.
She still masturbated while thinking of Jeju Island, where they had shared their madness in private.
Closing her eyes, she would stroke herself, recalling that night when she was pinned beneath the weight of a superior male, doing nothing but screaming his name.
Perhaps she had been infatuated with him from the very first day they met.
After attending an all-girls middle and high school and then university, she had never even considered dating, pouring everything she had into her studies.
She knew, even if her mother didn't say it out loud, that their family was drowning in debt just by looking at her mother’s expression.
Her heart ached seeing her mother smile brightly in front of her children during the day, only to sit alone at the kitchen table at night, reading documents with a face full of worry.
‘I need to get a job quickly and become a pillar of support for Mom.’
That was the resolution she had made, and how she had lived her life.
Then one day, the brother who had disappeared fifteen years ago returned home.
When she first saw the brother whose face she had even forgotten, she felt not just relief, but a strange flutter of excitement at the sight of a sturdy man in their home.
When eating breakfast, she would catch herself staring blankly at the veins popping on his forearms.
Sometimes, when he stretched unguarded in the living room, the glimpse of his abs as his shirt rode up would make her lower belly throb.
And a few days after he arrived, her mother became noticeably brighter.
She no longer sighed every night.
Knowing it was wrong, she eventually began to use her younger brother as a side dish for her fantasies, masturbating while imagining the ugly desires she had hidden her whole life—desires she had sworn to take to the grave—connected to him.
The intensity grew day by day, and the frequency only increased.
Then one day, when she came out to the living room quietly to get a drink of water after masturbating, she heard the voices of her mother and Yoon Suhyun coming from the room.
She heard sounds of something being sucked, and the moans of pleasure Suhyun let out.
She didn't need to peek into the room to know what was happening inside.
Rather than ethical resistance to family members doing such things, she was filled with the expectation that perhaps she, too, could actually do those things, not just in her delusions.
Thus, sneaking out every night to eavesdrop on her mother’s room became a daily routine.
On the first day, when she returned to her room to masturbate after listening, her underwear was already a sticky mess of arousal.
On the second day, she couldn't wait until she got back to her room and masturbated right in front of the door, muffling her own mouth.
It felt more electric than ever, as if her brain were melting into a puddle of pleasure.
She was terrified that if she kept this up every night, she might end up pouncing on her brother.
In the end, thinking she should sleep outside for a day, she lied despite having finished her assignments, booked a room at a motel near school, and spent the night alone.
Perhaps intoxicated by the liberation of having no one to disturb her, she completely forgot the purpose of leaving the house and spent until 4:00 AM screaming her brother’s name while stroking herself.
No matter how much she stroked, she couldn't find satisfaction. Something was missing.
Feeling like she would truly break if she continued, she returned home without having slept a wink.
Even though it was early morning, Yoon Suhyun wasn't home.
As if possessed, she went to her mother’s workplace, but her mother wasn't there either.
Jihyun came home soon after, but her mother and Suhyun still hadn't returned.
And when they finally came home, seeing their flustered expressions turned her suspicion into certainty.
When she deliberately approached her brother, the scent of her mother wafting off him confirmed that they had been tangled together all night.
Just as she was thinking she might eventually do something she couldn't take back, she heard the news that her brother was going to Jeju Island for work.
She clung to him desperately to go along, as if heaven itself were helping her.
Of course, she had the excuse of going as an assistant to build her resume, but her true motive was the anticipation that perhaps she could find a way to calm the "baby room" that throbbed every time she saw her brother.
She wanted to submit to this male and honestly reveal her ugly desires.
She felt that if it were this man, he could fulfill the desires she had only ever fantasized about.
And when she found out her brother was a B-rank Hunter, she knew at once who had solved their debt problems.
He looked even more like a sturdy, responsible man to her.
Whether someone was helping their relationship or not, they ended up using the same room, and her brother said he would stay outside for a while out of consideration for her.
Immediately after he left, Chae Ryu-ah came by and suggested they sleep together in her room, but she politely declined and took a shower.
Just the fact that she was sleeping in the same room as her brother made her lower belly ache and her pussy drip with fluids.
Using the sound of the shower as a shield, she stroked herself mercilessly.
It was hard to distinguish whether the water flowing down her thighs was vaginal fluid or tap water.
After finishing her shower, she dried off, turned off the lights, lay in bed, closed her eyes, and stroked herself.
Just before she could reach the peak, the door opened with the sound of a card key.
She pulled the blanket up, barely hiding the soaked sheets.
Fortunately, her brother seemed to think she was asleep and went in to wash up.
She buried her face in the clothes he had taken off and inhaled his scent.
Hot water began to flow down her thighs.
Her face burned, her lower belly ached severely, and her slit pulsed as if begging for something to be thrust inside.
Every time the scent of his male pheromones—a mix of sweat and skin—hit her brain, it triggered a light climax.
And when she picked up the underwear he had tossed in front of the bathroom door, she knew that the moment she smelled it, she would lose her reason, yet she couldn't stop.
In the end, she buried her nose into the inside of his underwear and inhaled deeply.
“Ah... haa-ek?”
In that moment, she completely lost her reason.
It felt as if the pheromones of the man who would hold her were flowing out from the small gap in the closed bathroom door.
Tonight, she wanted to be held by that man and give him her first. There was no sister or brother there. There were only two people, a man and a woman, possessed by rampant sexual desire and ugly lust.
She threw on a robe and entered the bathroom where her brother was showering.
***
“Sister, you’ll catch a cold if you stay like that, even if it’s hot.”
“It’s hot~.”
“Should we order some shaved ice?”
“I’d like that.”
“Then let’s go to the living room. To get some air conditioning.”
“Suhyun-ah.”
“Yeah?”
“Can we... do it one more time?”
“...”
Yoon Suhyun approached and kissed her.
Smack.
“Mmm...”
“How do you want to do it this time?”
Seeing Yoon Suhyun ask while gently stroking her hair made the heat seem to vanish entirely.
“This time, like lovers... kissing the whole time...”
As soon as she finished speaking, the two kissed softly.
Yoon Suhyun whispered into her ear.
“Then... I’ll start.”
“Keep... kissing me.”
“Yeah.”
Chu-up.
“H-eup...”
And so, the two of them held each other, sharing a love that was both tender and scorching hot.