You're the First
“How’s the patient’s temperature?”
“Perfect.”
Hui-gyeong’s breasts, warmed by the electric heating pad, were soft and deliciously warm. The pleasant weight settled over my bruised eyelids and healing washed through me on its own.
“Idiot. There’s no such thing as a perfect temperature.”
“It’s right here.”
I joked around and cupped her other breast. Hui-gyeong only flinched a little and didn’t complain. When I brushed her nipple with a fingertip, her rough breathing reached my ears.
“Nngh… I’m supposed to be giving you a compress~.”
Even so, she pressed her breast down harder. Comfort and heat spread from my eyes through my whole body. I desperately wanted to fall asleep just like this. But what time was this? With the lights bright, I had a rare chance to look at, touch, and suck on Hui-gyeong’s bare breasts. I tried sticking out my tongue to lick them, but that would only work if my tongue were as long as a snake’s. I had no choice but to focus on touching instead.
I didn’t just tap or rub with my fingers. I used the advanced technique of brushing them with quick, almost-but-not-quite touches.
“Euh…! That feels good…!”
Every time my fingers skimmed her, Hui-gyeong’s body twitched and trembled. I couldn’t see it directly because of the warm compress, and that only made the moans ringing in my ears sound filthier. What excited me more than fondling my little sister’s big, pretty breasts was the fact that my touch made her nipples stand straight up and sink her into pleasure.
“Haa… haa… nngh…!”
As her breathing grew ragged, her breasts rose and fell heavily with it. She couldn’t even put up a proper resistance; she was being pulled under by the lewd pleasure my hands gave her. I concentrated even more obsessively on the breast I was touching rather than the one resting on my eyelids.
“You said you were giving me compress service, but you’re the one getting the service, Hui-gyeong.”
“Yeah…. Still, keep going.”
I chuckled and this time pinched her nipple lightly.
“Hnn!”
Then I soothed it gently as if apologizing, and with the determination to settle this for real, I cranked the speed of my brushing fingers to maximum.
“Haahk! Haa… uuunnngh!”
She clenched her teeth, holding back the sounds, and her breasts shook even harder.
“Don’t tell me you came just from your tits?”
“What are you talking about…. You barely even touched them. How could I come already? Is your hand a fucking vibrator?”
When I teased her she tried hard to speak clearly while holding in her moans. But the fact that she could talk straight without shaking meant she definitely hadn’t reached climax yet. That side of her always felt a little unendearing. If she felt good she could at least soften up and beg cutely for more.
I decided this wasn’t working and grabbed Hui-gyeong’s body, flipping her over in one motion.
“Waaah!”
She was so startled she couldn’t even scream properly. I lay on top of her and slowly raked my gaze over her pure-white breasts. Lying down made them spread a little to the sides, but that was a privilege only big breasts were allowed. Even so, they didn’t lose their shape much, and that was truly mouth-watering.
“Your nipples are pink?”
Hui-gyeong let out a sigh.
“Honestly… every guy who sees my chest starts with that line.”
“…….”
“…Hah!”
She must have realized her slip, because Hui-gyeong hurriedly lifted her head to look at me. Me? I was barely holding onto the sudden coldness that washed over my mood, trying hard to drag it back up. Sure, I admit my virgin period had been pretty long. Even without Hui-gyeong’s level of experience, most girls had dated a couple of guys after turning twenty. It was fine to mention an ex in passing, just because it suddenly came to mind, really briefly. Without saying the name, just “I used to do this or that.” That level.
But even so…
Even so, you don’t spit that out while skinship is happening with me. What? Every guy who’d seen her chest had brought up the pink-nipple talk? Ha, fuck, this really wasn’t it. Surrender. I surrender. No matter how pretty the breasts right in front of me were, my heart wouldn’t stir, so they were nothing more than two big lumps of flesh. She had been the one who volunteered to do this in the first place, waking a sleeping person. Well, I’d woken up on my own. Either way, everything suddenly felt bothersome and fatigue flooded back, so I seriously considered just returning to my side and lying down.
That must have made Hui-gyeong extremely urgent. My little sister, who could feel in real time that the firmness over her belly was softening, quickly grabbed my face.
“Why?! Why?!”
This time I was the one startled. She gripped so hard that the bruised side even hurt.
“I-I didn’t mean it like that on purpose.”
“Who said you did.”
I tried to play it cool, but the sulkiness was plain in my voice. Feeling pathetic myself, I tried to pull away from Hui-gyeong, but she only held on tighter and whispered to me.
“Oppa, come here.”
Worn down by her stubbornness, I let her lead me again. She seemed sorry, so I figured she would just keep doing the breast compress. But the action Hui-gyeong took next completely missed my expectations.
Peck—her lips stacked on mine.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Light as a bird pecking seeds, yet careful. After the kisses ended she looked up at me with wet eyes. She gently bit her lower lip, then wrapped her arms around the back of my neck and kissed me again. This time she didn’t pull away right away. Since it was a kiss I didn’t close my eyes. Neither did Hui-gyeong. But this girl was wickedly persistent, keeping her lips pressed to mine and thrusting them out over and over like a goldfish, devouring me. She softly bit my upper lip and released it repeatedly, so I opened my mouth a little to match her, and—
“Hnngh….”
Hui-gyeong made a nasal sound and slipped her tongue into the gap. Startled, I tried to pull back, but the fingers laced behind my neck blocked me as if she had already prepared for it. It was sweet yet one-sided plunder. Unlike me, who could only stick my tongue out and pull it back, Hui-gyeong rode that tongue and caressed every corner. After sucking in as much of my tongue and saliva as she could, Hui-gyeong slowly pulled her face away. The way she wiped her lips with her tongue was exactly the look she used to have when she was reeling in guys back in the day.
“Oppa….”
“Yeah.”
“Did it feel good?”
“Ahem.”
I wasn’t hesitating; my throat had simply clogged and I coughed for a second. But Hui-gyeong couldn’t wait even that long.
“I felt good, so what about you, Oppa?”
“Not sure.”
“What?”
“Maybe I’ll know if we do it one more time? Mmph!”
There was no hesitation. Hui-gyeong’s tongue swept up my lips first and I met it again.
“Haup… nngh… churp…!”
Wet, messy sounds. Hui-gyeong never stayed still. Whenever I moved my tongue even a little she tangled with it two or three more times. She pinned my tongue completely and licked every corner of my mouth, indulging in me.
“Chyuup…!”
The second kiss ended. Because we had sucked each other dry to the end, a thread of saliva still connected us. Hui-gyeong took even that with a peck.
“Does it… feel good…?”
Honestly it felt so good I had been doing it with my eyes closed. How could it be this intoxicating, how could she kiss this well—I only wanted it to keep going. Finally I answered the panting Hui-gyeong.
“Jo Hui-gyeong’s kiss tastes good. Feels great.”
And then I realized. My answer had flipped this girl’s wrong switch.
First, Hui-gyeong’s eyes started to go unfocused.
“It’s the first time.”
Second, the expression around her mouth loosened and she grinned idiotically at me.
“A guy who says my kiss feels good… Oppa’s the first….”
Third, Hui-gyeong began planting countless kisses on my neck.
“Chuk, chuup….”
The endless kisses climbed very slowly up my neck, rode my cheek to the corner of my eye, then followed my nose back near my lips.
“Oppa.”
“Yeah.”
“Wanna do more of the stuff that feels good? Huh? Let’s. I like it too. Kissing Oppa.”
There was even madness in her eyes. It was no different from when she had mentioned other men earlier, yet I didn’t even have the mind to get angry; I was overwhelmed by that madness and just nodded.
Hui-gyeong’s lips crashed into me. She bit and sucked frantically, pulled away for a moment, then roughly wrapped my neck again and dove back in.
“Oppa, does it feel good?”
“Yeah? Feels good, right?”
“Right? Kissing Hui-gyeong feels good, doesn’t it?”
Hui-gyeong kept clinging obsessively, and perversely I didn’t hate this little sister either. The way she hung on me craving recognition sent a twisted thrill tingling through my chest and the tip of my cock. So I stroked Hui-gyeong’s cheek and grinned.
“I think I’m getting addicted.”
“Ah…….”
She froze as if a fuse had blown, then her tongue poked out a little like she couldn’t breathe.
“Ah… aht! Nngh…!”
Before I knew it Hui-gyeong was grinding her crotch against my thigh, masturbating. Looking straight at me, sticking her tongue out as if calling me closer, she leaked the moans she had been holding back little by little.
“Haueuk… euh… uuueuh… uuuunnngh~!”
Even wearing thin pajama pants, my little sister was rocking her hips so hard anyone could see it.
“Oppa, say more… Holding me like this feels good, right?”
Hui-gyeong demanded again. The flow was mine now. That intuition hit me. I knew it. And I, Jo Gyeong-hun, was a man who never missed a chance.
“Jo Hui-gyeong.”
“Yes, Oppa.”
“It’s not ‘yes,’ not to Oppa.”
“Yes, yes!”
“Hui-gyeong?”
“Yes, Older Brother.”
Then I whispered softly.
“Kiss me.”
It was almost bestial. The wet smacking mixed with moans, and in between I could intermittently hear the sound of her pussy rubbing frantically against her older brother’s thigh. Now I had no reservations either. I sucked her tongue as I pleased while my hand went back down to Hui-gyeong’s white breast and gently teased the pink nipple. The moment we separated even a little she clung with a desperate expression. When she acted haughty like a cat was one thing; now she burrowed in like a fox.
“Oppa, I think I’m gonna come….”
In the end that moment arrived. A kind of surrender declaration.
“Stop, Oppa. I really think I’m gonna come…!”
She even stopped the kiss and sucked in a breath, yet she was still the one slowly grinding her crotch to the end.
“Nngh…! Haup…!”
I sealed her mouth with a kiss while my hand slowly slid downward. Hui-gyeong’s arm tried to block me uselessly, but I pushed past with strength. My hand pulled down the buttonless pajama pants and finally succeeded in flipping open that single thin layer of panties and entering. The first thing I felt was the prickly pussy hair. A woman’s pussy hair. First time touching it. Just hair, yet the pleasure of precum leaking freely was there. I twisted the hair and went lower, feeling the plump crack. The crack was soaked, and it quivered along with my touch. Done. Finally done. The summit wasn’t far. While I scrambled her mind with an even fiercer kiss, my fingers parted that wet crack!
Now if I just put my middle finger in, Hui-gyeong’s pussy would gush and fall to her older brother’s fingering. I was confident. Look at this pussy juice soaking my thigh and the sheet underneath. Even if she said no, I had to make her understand that her fate was to get fucked by this older brother and climax.
I swallowed hard and lifted my middle finger—
That was as far as it went.
“Stop.”
Hui-gyeong, eyes back to normal, was glaring at me while tightly gripping my arm.
“Why, why?”
“Stop. We’re done for today.”
“Hey, after coming this far what do you mean stop!”
I protested out of emptiness, but Hui-gyeong’s pussy and thighs were already firmly closed.
“Why not?”
“Why not?”
When I pressed harder my little sister lifted my finger.
“What’s wrong with the hand?”
“What’s wrong with the hand? What’s wrong with the hand?!”
Furious to the roots of her hair, Hui-gyeong shoved my finger right in front of my eyes this time.
“If you’re gonna touch a girl’s precious place you should at least have cut your nails short!”
A completely unexpected reaction. And a completely unexpected mistake.
“If you’d put it in like that my pussy would’ve been shredded all the way inside!”
Listen to her talk, so fucking vulgar. She really does it so prettily. She was much better when she turned stupid from liking the kiss, you bitch.
“That’s a bit harsh.”
“Harsh? You were about to butcher my insides!”
“Got it. Sorry, I’m sorry. I’ll be careful from now on. Just sleep. Let’s sleep nicely.”
“Get the fuck away. Sleep stuck to the wall, you crazy bastard.”
“I said I got it. Enough already.”
She was throwing a full-on tantrum, crazy bitch. Damn, I shouldn’t have stuck my hand inside the panties earlier. I should’ve just kept fondling the breasts I was already touching and sent her to Hong Kong.
I obediently curled up against the wall and lay down. Hui-gyeong also thumped over to her side and lay down.
“Ah, hot as fuck!”
She shrieked, then sprinted over and hugged my back. I could feel her pounding heart, but I knew full well it wasn’t because she was excited about me.
“You left the electric pad on the whole time, didn’t you.”
“…….”
“You’re insane. What if it caught fire.”
“I just turned it off!”
Proud of herself, damn. Still, look at her sticking to her older brother’s back the second she got scared. An inexpressible fondness tickled my solar plexus, but I hid that look and rolled over toward Hui-gyeong. When I stretched my arm out to my wary little sister she carefully rested her head against it.
“First thing when you wake up tomorrow, cut your nails.”
“If I cut them, will you let me touch your pussy?”
“Don’t talk shit.”
“Hey, seriously, we both felt good.”
“‘We felt good,’ this bullshit.”
She used that tone again. My molars clenched hard, but I held it in and pulled out my trump card.
“I liked kissing you. More than touching your breasts.”
“…Really?”
Really. I liked feeling her crave me through her tongue.
“Still, no touching the pussy. The pace is already too fast. No.”
“Pace means pulling it all the way out when the mood’s right.”
“Have you ever pulled it all the way out?”
…Not even once. I had nothing to answer and fell silent, so Hui-gyeong carefully made a proposal.
“Two weeks. Just for two weeks, only touch like now. Then depending on how it goes I’ll think about what to do.”
“For a whole two weeks?”
“Hey! You’re the one who said you’d buy me a phone in a month! I’m waiting a month and you can’t even last two weeks?”
“Fine.”
When I pretended to sulk, Hui-gyeong snorted a laugh and kissed me.
“Cute.”
“What’s ‘cute’ for Oppa.”
Then she kissed my eye.
“Cute.”
The other eye.
“Cute.”
My nose.
“Cute.”
And finally my lips again.
“Cute.”
The last one was deep and long. Just like yesterday, Hui-gyeong used my chest as a pillow and I stroked her hair. Even with her bare breast and nipple pressed against my side, I was naturally stroking Hui-gyeong’s hair. Soon her breathing slowed and she whispered to me.
“Good night, Oppa.”
The cutest one of all was actually her.