[Beside My Younger Sister]
Maybe about thirty minutes. I wonder if she was panting in pleasure, wiggling her toes. "Ugh…!" With a squelching sound, like something forcing its way through wet jelly, the chilling sensation of a foreign object that had filled my lower abdomen vanished. "Ugh…."
It was a sense of fulfillment that left me staring blankly at the ceiling, gasping for air after being devoured and ravished by Woojin. And then, the inevitable, tiny pang of emptiness that followed. As I twitched and looked down, I began to see the grotesque thing that had broken me so thoroughly. "Haa…! Haa…!"
Even though it had tasted every inch of me, it wasn't satisfied with just that one round; it was still stiff, engorged with blood. Soaked to the root in my own fluids, with veins pulsing and throbbing. I’m talking about… Woojin’s cock.
I remember being so flustered at first, wondering how it could possibly get that big. But perhaps because we’ve shared our bodies so many times, now, even when Woojin playfully thrusts it in front of my face, I don't get flustered—I just gulp and swallow. When he presses it against my entrance or taps it against my lower abdomen, the imprinted memory of pleasure rises up, making me slowly grow wet… that wicked cock.
…However.
"Hoo…. Haa…. Haa…."
I was just catching my breath with a sense of satisfaction until a moment ago. But seeing that cock, along with the condom, made me feel a bit different. The worry that had been tucked away in a corner of my heart filled my mind once again.
"…Is your body okay?"
"…Yeah. It felt… amazing…."
"…I'm glad it felt good. I actually thought about stopping halfway."
What I see before me is a condom with its tip filled to the brim with semen. It’s the same as always. That’s exactly the amount of semen I’ve seen countless times when we’ve had sex alone—in Woojin’s room, in the infirmary, and in my room. …But compared to last night, when he pinned me to the sofa and pounded into me right in front of Jiyoon, this condom is clearly less inflated. Compared to Jiyoon, who was filled to the point of overflowing after that, this condom contains an absurdly small amount. Now, I can’t look at this condom with satisfaction.
I can’t even use the excuse that it’s because we did it a lot yesterday. If I were going to use that excuse, then last night—after we spent the whole afternoon having sex as if to empty his scrotum, and then the three of us rolled around on the sofa for a while—the result should have been similar to now. But today, even though we rested plenty, unlike last night, the result is strange.
We slept soundly for nearly nine hours, hugging each other tight. In the morning, I was a bit too shy to bring up sex, so I lured him into watching a drama and we spent time rolling around. At lunch, I even fed him things that are supposedly good for… stamina, according to the internet. Yet, I’m not happy with the result.
While I was being hugged from behind, rubbing my body against his… I got a little heated. I kissed his cheek lightly first. I quietly unbuttoned just one button of my pajamas. And I whispered, 'Don't do this…,' giving him a signal. But he dragged me to the bed just like that. Thwack, thwack. He made sure I couldn't hold back my moans. He made sure Jiyoon, who was in the next room, could hear everything. The more I whispered ticklishly in his ear, 'No, stop,' the more he pressed his hips down violently.
Why is there such a difference in the amount of semen compared to yesterday…?
Because of this, Jiyoon has been acting even more arrogant since last night. Even without comparing them, it looks like she made you feel better than I did.
"Shall we wash together today? Big sister."
"Ugh…. …Wait, I, I can't get up…."
"…I asked you earlier if your body was okay."
"Ah, that was…, …because of the lingering feeling…. Hehe…."
You pervert, you get turned on by Jiyoon and me doing strange things, and you get turned on by having sex in front of Jiyoon. …I like the second one too, though. Even I blame myself for being a total pervert. Seo Woojin, who likes both… you total pervert. Seriously.
"Hoo…. We still have about an hour left until the time I promised Jiyoon…. Should we wash quickly? Or rest a little more?"
"…Let's rest."
"Then let's rest for just 5 minutes. …I'm a bit tired too."
When I stretched my arms like a baby and wrapped them around Woojin’s neck, Woojin, who had been hovering over me, kissed my forehead and collapsed to the side. Then, Seo Woojin skillfully peeled off the condom, which was bulging with semen, tied it up, and playfully placed it on my stomach. …If the amount of semen in here were to go into my womb, would it really flow down between my legs like Jiyoon’s did yesterday? Of course, I don't know how much semen my womb can hold yet, but wouldn't this be nowhere near enough? It would need to be at least twice, no, three times as much to even mimic it….
"…."
…If. If, just if. If I allowed him to do it raw, on the condition that he pulls out…, would he get more excited and ejaculate more than he did with Jiyoon? …I don't want to protect my pride by doing lesbian acts with her. But doing it without contraception is also a bit….
While I was having all sorts of thoughts as I threw the condom Woojin had just handed me into the trash, Woojin, who had come out of the bed and the bathroom after spending time cuddling, left with an awkward, "I'll be back soon," and headed to Jiyoon’s room. It didn't even take five minutes for him to return to my room. And with her, too.
"…Sister."
"…?"
She had a faint, mischievous smile. She was wearing the dolphin shorts she had started wearing sporadically recently, even though she didn't wear them when I bought them for her. …Somehow. She was clinging to my younger sister, who was dressed similarly to me.
* The answer to "Why are you guys coming here?" was given by Jiyoon herself.
"I came first because I was worried you might be anxious, sister."
"…Anxious?"
The answer to what I was supposed to be anxious about was the same. The usual calm, expressionless face. Jiyoon, who only slightly raised the corners of her mouth, answered directly.
"Weren't you worried that since he already ejaculated inside me once, he might do it again?"
"…."
She was saying that since he had already ejaculated inside her in front of me, why wouldn't he do it when I wasn't there? Hearing it, there wasn't a single thing she said that was wrong.
"Woojin seemed to feel best when he ejaculated inside me yesterday…, ah, 'by mistake'…."
"…Lee Jiyoon. Stop saying strange things to your sister."
"Why? It's true, isn't it? You, at that time, you were… you were… mmmph…!"
"…And stop licking your palm."
It was something so obvious, but I hadn't even thought about it until Jiyoon told me. Of course, I didn't show it in front of Jiyoon. It’s only natural; ejaculation inside isn't something you can just talk about so easily. …If you're not careful, you could get… pregnant? If you keep doing it recklessly because you think it's a safe period, and then you receive it at a slightly risky timing, you might just end up becoming a mom. It’s like, the weight of the 'ejaculation inside' in Jiyoon’s head and the one in mine feel different. That’s why I could only answer Jiyoon as reasonably as possible….
"…You, you guys wouldn't do that, right…."
But even to that answer, Jiyoon pulled Woojin’s hand, which was trailing a thin silver thread, down to her mouth.
"Even if Seo Woojin wouldn't, I was planning to?"
"Hey."
"…."
"…If it felt like he was going to ejaculate, I was going to reach back and push him away to take off the condom."
She talked about wanting to be ejaculated inside by my boyfriend without any hesitation. …And with her free hand, she slyly touched Woojin’s cock through his pants. When Woojin grabbed her wrist to stop her, she rubbed her fingertips as if it were a pity.
"By then, Seo Woojin would have wanted to do it raw, unable to overcome his sexual desire, right?"
"…Just ignore her. She doesn't seem to be in her right mind."
"…Ah, yeah."
"Why? Among guys, who doesn't like doing it raw?"
"You don't have any close male friends besides me."
"If you watch adult videos, they almost all do it raw, right? Whether it's a man or a woman, isn't it because at least one of them feels good?"
Even though it wasn't her room, she turned off the lights as naturally as if it were her own. She walked through my room, which had become slightly dim as it was only natural light, step by step.
"Anyway, the reason I came to my room is…."
"To confirm to you, sister, whether he ejaculates inside or not."
"…."
"Ah, I'll borrow the bed, okay? I don't really like it because I feel like your sweat scent is mixed in…."
She spat out the crazy words I had only thought to myself, as if it were nothing. "W, wait."
"Why? We're already at a stage where we saw each other reaching climax last night, aren't we?"
"…I saw it… but…."
"So watch from the side. Whether Woojin and I have a proper condom sex or not."
"…."
"…If it tears while doing it, well…. I can't help it, right?"
"If it tears, I'll pull out. You crazy bitch."
"Yesterday, you were so excited about eating me and your sister that you smeared your scent all over me…, pfft…."
"…Not today."
She brought up last night, when we were embarrassed about having sex in turns. "…." …Last night, which was as embarrassing as it was, honestly speaking, pleasant…. She took a step closer to me.
"Anyway, do you hate it? Sister?"
"…."
She made sure my expression, frowning as if I were disgusted, was even more visible. …Conversely, unlike my mask, she made sure the sound of my heart pounding honestly was heard even better.
"If you hate it, I'll just do it in my room. Is this enough?"
"…."
The expression of someone who had completely seized victory. Jiyoon, who smiled with the clear superiority of having suppressed me, asked for my permission. No, wait. To be precise, it felt more like, 'What are you going to do if you don't give me permission, Lee Hayoon?'
That was something….
"…."
Because it was a strange feeling, I hesitated to answer. To say that it doesn't matter even if she meows about having sex in my room like that, honestly, it stings a bit. So, if you ask me if I'm annoyed enough to be angry, …maybe because it felt so good when I had sex with Jiyoon yesterday, it wasn't really like that. Rather, that… unlike yesterday. If I… used Jiyoon, who was twitching in the afterglow, like a bed. And had sex…. It would feel amazing, wouldn't it? Then Woojin would be incredibly excited in a composition similar to yesterday, right…?
If I showed Jiyoon the condom that was bulging to the point of bursting after he pounded into my cervix. Or the sticky semen scattered on my back. The superiority that he is my boyfriend, not yours. The superiority that he likes me more than you. …It felt like it would be incredibly thrilling.
"I hate it, but…. …Ah, aren't you embarrassed…?"
"Not really? If we're talking about embarrassment, it was more embarrassing to lick your shoulder yesterday, sister; this is just getting confirmation."
"This is just as perverted…."
"Well…, as I said earlier, if you hate it, I'll just do it in my room."
"…."
"…Should I go out? Sister?"
I avoided the question once, pretending I didn't want to. When the question returned. …Pretending I couldn't win. Still pretending I didn't want to. Pretending I had no choice. I muttered an answer that hid my sinister intentions.
"…I can trust Woojin, but I can't trust you, Jiyoon."
"…."
"Do it quickly. …Sex."
"…Then I'll have to fill the hour completely. I'll give you plenty of foreplay in front of your sister."
"I'll do that part…, …just have sex."
"Why? Seo Woojin really liked the foreplay I gave him. You don't know, do you? His weakness?"
"I know everything, so you just lie down and get fucked…. …Mmph, chu-mmph…."
"…Hey, I'm the girlfriend right now…."
I could have just stood by and watched. …In the cramped bed. With one man who I could feel was incredibly excited. And with one woman who, even though she pretended to be fine until just a moment ago, I could feel her pulse pounding just like mine, just from being slightly attached. I leaned my body into it, creaking.