Chapter 64
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: #7 Scenario: Sisters Under One Roof
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At first, guilt made her dodge my question.
But when I stopped moving and just stared at her, she finally met my eyes awkwardly and answered.
"Hngh... Woohyun never goes all the way in..."
"How far does he get?"
Squelch.
I pulled my hips back, inserting only halfway.
"Here?"
"...No..."
"...No? Then here...?"
I pushed in only a third of the way, and U Dayoung nodded.
I'd never actually seen another guy's dick up close either.
The only erect ones I'd ever seen were in porn, and bathhouses only showed limp ones.
'...Yeah, it'd be weirder to see a boner in a bathhouse...'
I definitely didn't want to see that.
"Dayoung, looks like he just wasn't enough for you. Guess I'm about three times bigger than Woohyun."
"...Hngh..."
Squelch. Squelch.
I moved my hips slowly, explaining the differences between me and Kim Woohyun over and over.
"It's thinner too, right? That's why you feel empty after doing it with him."
"Haht... Ungh... Yeah, seems like it... Hngh..."
I savored her pussy with my cock while kneading her soft, jiggly tits.
"He doesn't do this either."
"...Haang... It's not that he doesn't, he just doesn't do it."
"Yeah? Then it's just for me."
I smirked and lectured her on my superiority.
"It's 'cause I've got experience. It's only natural you lose your mind with me."
"...What are you... Ungh... Haht... Haa..."
As I kept talking, her tension eased, and she looked straight at me.
I stroked her eyebrows with my thumb and said,
"You know, looking at you like this, you're really pretty."
Whoosh!
Her face flushed at the sudden compliment.
"Ahng! What're you saying... Seriously... Haa..."
I leaned down, pressing my body over hers, our breaths mingling on each other's faces.
"I get why Woohyun's dating you now."
"...Why."
Whenever Kim Woohyun came up, her curiosity kicked in automatically.
Perfect for me—I could bring up her boyfriend while enjoying this twisted fuck.
"Too bad there's no mirror, but you look fucking gorgeous and sexy right now, you know that?"
"Jeez... I don't wanna hear it from you? Hngh..."
Every time my cock spread her tight pussy, she let out moans mid-sentence.
"For real. And you two should stay together, get married for sure."
"We will. Ahng! You're too deep... Pull out a bit."
"Gotta get used to it if you wanna do it with me."
Squelch. Squelch.
I kept the conversation going. No rush.
I thrust in deep to the hilt, then clenched my ass and slowly pulled out with a wiggle.
Squelch.
"Haang... Haht... Haa... Ahngh..."
"Soft, right?"
"Ungh... Ahng... Yeah, soft... It hurt at first, but..."
"You're getting used to me."
I swept her messy bangs aside with my fingers, revealing her pale forehead, and planted a light kiss there.
"A forehead peck's fine, right?"
"...Ugh... You know it is."
"...Know what?"
"Who the hell... Hngh! Does this with friends...?"
She threw a reality check, but I just laughed.
Squelch. Squelch.
"We're ball buddies. Sex friends are friends too."
"Haangh... Ahng... Yeah... Hng..."
She couldn't deny it.
"Your tits are fucking huge."
Pounding her pussy, I grabbed her jiggling white breasts—they were so soft and squishy, like pudding.
"Hahk... Haang! Ahngh!"
Every time I touched her, it was a new thrill, making her tremble.
It wasn't intense sex, but it was plenty to build our intimacy.
Squelch. Squelch.
Her hot breath hit my cheek with every exhale.
I stared into U Dayoung's eyes and rocked my hips for over ten minutes.
Sweat started beading on our skin.
"Haa... Ahngh... Ahng!"
It was gentle, but my hands kept stimulating—squeezing her tits, sides, ass, thighs.
Her pussy juices flowed endlessly like a fountain.
§
U Dayoung.
This time, I knew for sure.
Nam Siu was good at sex.
Squelch. Squelch.
Every time before had felt rough, but now it was so considerate.
"Ahngh... Haaang... Ahk..."
Maybe because of all her wetness, it slid in so smoothly, filling her completely.
His hands kept finding her sensitive spots, teasing her.
"Haangh... Ahang... Hahk... Haangh..."
She didn't want to moan, but they kept spilling out.
Was it his huge size, or just how good it felt? She couldn't tell.
But she couldn't help comparing him to her boyfriend, Kim Woohyun.
She finally got why people say to try others.
Sex wasn't everything in love, but she never knew this new world existed.
"Haa... Uhk... Haangh... Ahang!"
It wasn't leg-shaking explosive, but like butter melting slowly over low heat—bodies pressed, breaths syncing, feeling his hard, hot, yet soft cock slide in and out brought pure comfort.
"Ahngh... Haaang... Haht... Hngh."
"Ngh..."
When he moaned, goosebumps raced over her, intense pleasure surging.
Twitch!
She came lightly every time. Craving that lazy, melting release, she wrapped her arms around him.
Eyes closed, holding him felt stable in a way her boyfriend never gave.
"Haangh... Haa... Haht... Hngh."
With Woohyun, it felt like being cared for. With Nam Siu, it felt led.
She realized good sex wasn't rough—it was being gently guided.
Friends talked about "sex teachers," and she'd dismissed it until recently.
She'd brushed off advice to find someone good at it.
"Ahng... Haht... Ahh... Ahngh..."
Not quite a teacher, but when pleasure made her tremble, he'd pull out softly.
Squelch.
She saw her juices coating not just his shaft but his pubes, dripping.
"Haa... Haa..."
Still buzzing, as she exhaled faintly, he approached and offered his cock to her lips.
Her lower lip parted naturally at the glans' touch.
Just the tip in, he jerked fast—it didn't feel dirty anymore.
She must've gotten used to it.
"Ngh!"
Friend or not, his grimaced face when he came was funny and cute.
Spurt!
Thick semen flooded her mouth.
"Mmph!"
Cheeks puffed, he stroked her head.
"Wait, I'll grab tissue."
He got up, found only an empty roll nearby. Back from the bathroom with fresh ones, he sat and said to her puffed cheeks,
"Open up, I'm curious."
"..."
Her only experience was what he'd taught, so swallowing resistance was gone.
She opened; he wiped sweat from his forehead, grinning.
"Whoa, damn. Mouth's packed. Here."
She spat into the tissue.
"Siu, is cumming in the mouth normal?"
"Huh? Yeah. Like how I sucked your toes, finishing in the mouth is standard. Cumming inside means pregnancy."
"Mmm... Right..."
Felt off, but he had experience, so she accepted it.
"Still, you felt the difference between me and Woohyun now, right?"
"Hmm..."
Her body knew.
"Yeah, definitely different. Woohyun's my first, so it's natural he can't..."
"Seven years together and what?"
"I-Is it...?"
Thinking back, seven years and she'd never even considered this stuff.
She'd hated it, anyway.
"Call me anytime you want it, I'll do you."
U Dayoung blushed at Nam Siu's words.
"I'd feel bad for Woohyun..."
"After all that? Bullshit."
He patted her head, stood with a towel over his shoulder, heading to wash up.
Scratching her cheek at his back, she thought,
"Experience makes him seem so mature..."
One month at Neulsom Studio taught her more than seven years of friendship.
"..."
Before, sex with him left her drained, legs shaking from crazy orgasms.
Now, something felt missing.
Her pussy itched; she wanted more, juices flowing.
But not unsatisfied.
Sweat from good satisfaction.
Just a tiny regret she could handle more.
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The next day.
Morning.
"Ow..."
Staying slow and fixed for her yesterday wrecked my muscles.
"Fuck... Ahh... Sore."
I pressed my lower back, packing my bag for work.
"Oh, right."
Grabbed the script before leaving.
Time to prep seriously for sister rice bowl.
"Already horny..."
At the bus stop, I adjusted my balls.
Luckily, no one around.
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U Dahee.
Met Nam Siu briefly, got the script, went home.
Before bed, mood light on, she picked it up.
"Honey, not sleeping?"
Choi Hyuk hugged her waist from lying down.
She swept his hair lovingly.
"Reading script. You sleep first, honey~."
"Script?"
He looked up, clueless.
"Yeah, thinking of acting again..."
"Acting? Didn't you quit? Retired."
"...Wasn't by choice. And I never said retired~."
Choi Hyuk eyed her anxiously.
Entertaining again might mess their marriage.
She stroked his head.
"Not big movies, just web dramas? Helping my sister at work occasionally..."
He laid his face on her thigh.
"Fine if it's you, but still anxious. What if another guy..."
"Pfft... You know you're the only one I love."
To him, she was stunningly beautiful, constant insecurity.
What if another man stole her?
"..."
"Honey~, don't worry. I don't see any other man that way."
Her words eased him some, but not fully.
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I lounged on the sofa, legs crossed, staring at the ceiling while reading the scenario book.
"Looks like hubby's got some jealousy issues—could make a fun story exploiting that..."
U Dahee was too easy; no need to touch more.
"Dayoung, just tweak as we go."
The sisters took scripts home that evening.
[Immersion: 99%]
Two people, so immersion stalled short of 100%.
"Need one protagonist for full 100%?"
I kinda got the scenario book's powers, but mysteries remained.
"Sex is sex, but later maybe tweak the world instead of characters... Changing common sense could be fun..."
But I scratched my head and shook it off.
"Discomfort spiked fast before..."
World changes hit many, long loading, slow immersion, fast discomfort.
Thud.
Closed the book, stretched.
"Gotta sleep early to drain my balls dry starting tomorrow."
To milk the sisters, crash now—headed to the bedroom.