The Taste of My Sister (3)
"Ah." My forehead feels cold. Yet what radiates against my face is an overwhelming, thick heat.
"Mmph?!"
The way delicious food makes your mouth water, the ecstasy that hits when you finally take a bite—I pressed my lips to Noona's pussy.
"I-I didn't wash...!"
"It's fine."
Floor scraps, kimchi stew crawling with bugs, dirt I swallowed while tumbling across the training grounds. I'd eaten far filthier things than this. And Noona's pussy was clean. Cleaner than my cock, at least.
"Mmmh...!"
The shiver that ran across my tongue stole my breath. It was nothing like the scent I'd secretly stolen whiffs of before. Not damp and musky, but warm and rich. And the way her walls squeezed my tongue from every direction—something I could never feel just by smelling. It was like forcing my tongue into brand-new jelly.
"Hngh?!"
Noona lost her balance and pitched forward. But my mind held nothing but her pussy. How could I notice anything else with something so perfectly ripened right in front of me?
"Slurp... glup..."
I sucked down the leaking nectar with wet, greedy sounds, ravaging her insides with my tongue. I twisted it this way and that until my own tongue began to cramp—
"Uwp?!"
No matter how frantically I moved, only a trickle had come out before. Now it gushed all at once, flooding my mouth beyond what I could hold. If this was squirting... had Noona just come? Wow. It tasted incredible.
"Haa... uuu...!"
When I pulled back slightly, her pussy twitched hard, sending tiny droplets falling.
"Jiyun... ah?!"
There was always one part of the porn I watched that felt romantic to me. The thing women did when they masturbated alone, or right before a cock slid inside them for real.
"Two f-fingers..."
This time I slid my fingers into the place my tongue had been. They sank to the second knuckle, then I pushed them all the way in. The slickness hit me instantly.
'It's not squeezing my fingers as hard as I expected...'
Maybe because of the bone, it didn't clamp down hard enough to cut off circulation like I'd imagined. I'd once read that no matter how much something squeezes, nothing beats your own hand. So that's what they meant. But who cares? I should just be grateful I get to do this to Noona's pussy at all.
"Haa, ugh..."
When I moved slowly, the wet squelching was loud enough to echo. She wasn't even wet from water, yet she was already drenched in her own juices.
"......"
No matter how I thought about it, one finger didn't seem like enough for her. In porn they always used at least two. Looking at how easily these were sliding in and out, it felt like more could fit.
"One m-more?!"
I acted on the thought immediately. It was a little thinner than my cock, but it still had a decent shape. Thinking of it as a fake dick made it feel like I was actually fucking her.
"Oh, ooh...!"
The squelching grew so loud it nearly drowned out Noona's moans. I caught the extra juices with my tongue as my pace quickened. My arm started to ache, then went numb, so I decided to change positions.
'So good.'
When I lifted my head and sat up, I saw Noona lying face-down, barely holding herself up on trembling arms. The way her ass still quivered was beautiful.
"Noona. Look over here."
"...Yeah."
She barely steadied herself and turned toward me. The outline of my cock straining against my underwear looked ready to devour her. I wanted to free it right away.
"...!"
Noona's eyes locked onto my cock. She was staring so hard she couldn't speak. Was this how I looked when I stared at her pussy...?
"C-can I... take it off too...?"
"Yeah..."
Her hand reached for my waistband. The fabric slid down along with her fingers. Like her pussy, it was soaked with sweat and slickness, catching several times on the way down.
"...Wow."
"......"
Once the underwear was completely off, Noona let out a soft gasp of admiration. Having her stare so intently was genuinely embarrassing. The glans especially was so sensitive I could feel every breath. I don't think I'd ever breathed on anyone that heavily... or had I?
"...Do all guys just walk around with something this big in their pants?"
"Not usually..."
"......Can I touch it?"
"......Go ahead."
Her trembling fingers, warm breath brushing across me, finally made contact with the shaft. At first she explored carefully, then gripped it with growing confidence.
"How does it feel...?"
"Cold..."
My cock was burning hot, so her hand felt icy in comparison. She said she'd seen some before and began stroking slowly.
"...When you do it alone... do you do it like this...?"
"...Pretty much."
Her grip was too weak for much sensation, but the mere fact that Noona was giving me a handjob made it impossible to think straight. I'd held back all day, and now I was so sensitive I felt like I could explode any second.
"Haa... haa..."
Noona was breathing hard even though she wasn't the one being touched. Her breath kept hitting the head of my cock and I couldn't form words. Her eyes never left my dick.
"......"
"......"
Her hand stopped. As the Ju-ttak of the Incest Gallery, she knew it couldn't end like this.
Suddenly the story of the panty-thief little brother flashed through my mind. In that post the brother had hugged his sister, and he'd mentioned a condom. The one thing missing here was exactly that. It was time to use it.
"Noona, when did you first watch porn...?"
"Out of nowhere...?"
"...Just curious."
It really was pure curiosity. I wanted to know when Noona had changed like this. When she'd become perverted enough to get excited just seeing her little brother's cock.
"......First year of high school?"
"Really...?"
"During the school retreat... yeah. What about you, Jiyun?"
"...First year of middle school. Also during a retreat."
Surprisingly, I really had seen my first porn during a middle-school retreat. When bedtime came, my friend kept saying he was going to play porn. I thought he was just talking, but he actually did it. Everyone in the room crowded around his phone, watching a naked white woman and a black man fucking. Back then the guy's size felt too unrealistic to turn me on much, but... anyway, the timing lined up. When Noona was a high-school freshman, I was a middle-school freshman. We'd fallen together.
"...Are we really going to do it?"
"...Should we not?"
Now that we'd reached this point, I was nervous. Maybe those other siblings had gone through the same thing. We weren't even drunk—we were completely sober. The problem was that we weren't in our right minds even without alcohol.
"...I want to."
I spoke with courage. People say your first time should be with someone you like. Liking her as family still counted as liking her, didn't it? It wasn't like telling Mom I loved her meant I wanted to grope her.
"...Me too."
I waited for Noona's answer. After a long pause she finally spoke. It was impressive that my cock hadn't softened at all during the wait.
"......"
"......"
We had each other's consent. Though it felt more like confirming what we both already knew. Either way, all that remained was to actually do it.
"...Right. The condom."
"...Oh. Yeah."
I'd almost tried to go in raw in the heat of the moment. I'd watched enough to know contraception was crucial. It was the reason Jinhee had broken up with that guy.
"...There isn't one."
"...Guess not."
Maybe because it was a hotel, there were no condoms among the amenities. Unlike the motel we'd visited before, where they came in little plastic packs, the supplies here were arranged differently. Even if they had some, I wouldn't know where to look.
"......None."
"Wait a second."
I pulled out the condom I'd secretly bought and paid for on my way home from work. The 0.01 thickness. Even I thought it was a little pathetic for a virgin to specifically want the thinnest one to feel everything, but for my first time I wanted to experience it fully.
"When did you buy that?"
"Earlier, after my shift."
"......"
"......"
We fell silent again. In that quiet I slowly tore open the condom. The feeling was completely different from the one I'd seen at the motel. So this was why people said to buy the good ones.
"...Oh."
Once the foil was open it felt slippery. So that's what they meant by the coating. I dredged up the condom instructions from that long-forgotten health class.
"...?"
Pinching the tip and placing the ring against the glans was easy, but it wouldn't stretch. It was too tight. What the hell? How do you put this on?
'I can't get stuck here...'
I'd thrown away my pride and morals just to have sex. To be stopped by not knowing how to use a condom—there couldn't be a more ridiculous story in the world.
"...Not working?"
"Yeah..."
Noona came closer and took the condom again.
"Ugh..."
"Kk..."
She gripped my cock tightly, trying to work it on. Because she was holding it so firmly, it felt far better than when she'd stroked me earlier.
"Uh, yeah... I think it's on...?"
"...Ah. So that's how you do it."
Once Noona managed to push it down, the material unfolded and the glans slipped fully inside. You didn't stretch the rubber itself—you unrolled the ring. I'd learned something.
"Ooh..."
Now that I knew the method, the condom unrolled smoothly. It was tighter than expected, creating a strange sensation words couldn't describe.
"Is it good now?"
"Yeah..."
I leaned over as Noona lay back on the bed. She ran her palm across my stomach, eyes darting between my face and my cock.
"W-wait a second..."
"...Why?"
"I'm still so embarrassed..."
"......I'm holding back too."
Noona covered her face with both hands. But I could clearly see her peeking at my cock through the gaps in her fingers. Did she really think I wouldn't notice?
"Uu."
When I slid my hand between her thighs to spread them, Noona resisted fiercely.
"...Don't want to?"
"......It's embarrassing."
Noona gave a small nod. What now? I didn't want to stop after coming this far, but I didn't want to force her either.
"...Then turn over."
"...Like this?"
"...Yeah."
If facing each other was too embarrassing, we didn't have to. Our cocks and pussies could face each other just fine.
"......"
Her round ass pointed toward me. Both holes twitched as if begging me to hurry. It was completely exposed, yet somehow that wasn't embarrassing for her.
"Is this okay now?"
"......"
Noona nodded silently. I screamed inside my head, then carefully brought the tip forward. The upper hole was her ass, so I passed it. I aimed a little lower, right at the dripping entrance, and finally pressed against it.
"...Uht."
Her ass flinched. My cock twitched in response. I steadied my posture so I wouldn't lose the angle.
"U, kkuuht...!"
"...!"
This was completely different from fingers or tongue. Her pussy was actively trying to push me out. But backing down now would end everything. In moments like this, you had to push through.
"Ah, haat..."
"Ugh."
I pressed my thumb against the shaft and eased forward carefully. I could feel her walls squeezing. Unlike the disappointing grip on my fingers, this was on another level. It gripped. Every ridge and fold scraped the head, squeezing tight.
"Is it... all the way in...?"
"Not yet... about halfway."
"What...?"
Noona sounded panicked. But it really was only halfway. Was my cock bigger than I'd thought?
"...Can't we just do it with half?"
"Where do you get off saying nonsense like that..."
"Uuu..."
I ignored her protest and pushed deeper. There was a soft pop, the resistance vanished, and I sank all the way to the root.
"Haaugk..."
"...Noona, this."
The thrill that I'd finally buried my cock inside Noona raced up my spine and exploded in my brain.
"Don't look...!"
Blood came out.