House Viewing
I don't even know how I moved. Before I knew it, I'd stripped off all my clothes and pounced on Gyeo-ul, who was kneeling on the bed with her ass up.
"Oppa...?"
She'd teased me into this state, but she clearly hadn't expected me to jump her right after cumming. Her voice was a little flustered as she called out to me.
But I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed my cock, still slick with a bit of cum, with my right hand, flipped aside the panties draped over her plump hips, and thrust straight in.
...No foreplay or caressing needed.
"Ha... ah... fuck..."
"You said... you wouldn't... you liar...!"
Once I was inside her, there was no stopping. Ignoring her angry mouth, I yanked her arms back. Gyeo-ul twisted her body like she was trying to fight back now that her hands were pinned, but the sight of her hair shaking, her waist, her hips, her ass, and even her tits spilling out to the sides—it was so fucking hot that my cock, which had just cum once, stiffened right back up.
"Ha... ah... stop... Oppa... be... gentle..."
In the end, she was begging me in a messy voice to go slow, but I ignored it. I wrapped my arms around her stomach and squeezed tight.
"My... stomach... don't touch... it...? Ha... ah...?"
The feeling of ravishing Gyeo-ul from behind while she was on her knees, defenseless and getting pounded deep—it satisfied my conquest lust like nothing else.
"Gasp... ha... ut... you can touch... it! Rather... than..."
Her reactions, her waist bucking wildly every time I pressed on her belly, were insanely hot, but truth be told, I wanted to grope her tits too. So I slapped both hands onto those huge breasts.
Rough handling that was miles from any kind of caress. More like squeezing milk from them—I kneaded those massive tits hard, slamming my unrelenting cock against her ass with loud pang pang smacks.
"Ha... ah... ah, uh... ut? Hn...!"
I groped her freely since she wasn't demanding anything anymore, gradually leaning my body forward. I pressed her down until her hands were on the bed, then her elbows, then even further until her tits were bearing her weight. With her arms stretched out and only her knees on the bed, I gripped her hips and let my cock ravage her.
"...Mmph, hmph..."
Maybe she didn't want to make noise, or maybe she shoved her face into the bed to muffle her moans. But those stifled sounds were even hotter, fueling my lust higher and higher. I slid my hands from her hips to her thighs, pulled her legs back to flatten her completely, climbed on top, reached under to grab her tits again, and fucked her senseless with deep, pounding thrusts.
"Ha... ah... ha... Kim... Gyeo-ul..."
"...Ngh... hmph..."
"...Kiss me?"
She was clearly lost in it now, her pussy clenching wildly around me, so I suggested a little reward. But unexpectedly, Gyeo-ul shook her head no and instead lifted her hips a bit, grinding her ass against my pubic bone as her answer.
"Hng... mmph..."
This time, I didn't hold back the rising urge to cum. I pounded away mercilessly, pressing down on that ass that kept lifting back up with every thrust. I released her tits, wrapped my arm around her navel to pin her completely, shook my hips like a beast, and growled, "Haa, fuck, Gyeo-ul...!" I gave my little sister, who'd driven me fucking insane with lust, the punishment she deserved.
Even though it was my second load, it was way more than the first, flooding her pussy full of cum.
"..."
There was no post-nut clarity or emptiness. Endless happiness. Pleasure. The conquest and superiority from knowing my sister craved this. The body heat I could feel whenever I wanted. All of it was perfect.
"...Op... pa..."
"...Yeah."
"You said you wouldn't. ...You're such a liar."
"Yeah."
"I'm gonna punish you. No lunch for you, ...no... sex. No naughty stuff either."
I knew better than anyone that empty threats like that had no power. I figured even if I kept fucking her right then, she'd take it eventually. But...
"...Until when?"
"...Till tonight."
I wanted to see her obediently accept it without refusing, so I held back for today. ...Just until midnight.
We washed up and ordered lunch. I wanted to shower together, but she bolted to the bathroom first and locked the door "for reflection," leaving me to bathe alone pathetically.
But the food was delicious. Not great for health maybe, but it's fine once in a while. Exercise? ...I'm working hard at it. I did earlier. And I'll do more soon. All good.
"Oppa, let's watch a movie. Movie."
"...A movie?"
"Yeah. Like last time."
"In my room?"
"Yeah."
I was lounging on the sofa, rubbing my full belly, when Gyeo-ul came back from brushing her teeth and dragged me up to the bedroom.
...A movie. It'd been a while since we'd watched one together. Anyway, nothing was gonna happen at first, but it'd inevitably lead there, so to kill time before tomorrow, I nodded.
"Oppa, where's the tablet?"
"In the desk drawer."
"Oh, here it is."
I flopped onto the bed in my room, and Gyeo-ul fixed the tablet on its stand before snuggling right into my arms. Freshly showered, her shampoo scent was stronger than usual. ...Honestly, I'd been liking the fainter ones lately. The ones mixed with her natural body scent more.
"Gyeo-ul, what movie?"
"This one."
"...Th-that one?"
I was sniffing the top of her head, watching her search, when... she wants to watch that? Yeah, it's a masterpiece. Even though it's old, it's top-tier... but that? Us?
"...We gotta watch this?"
"...Yeah."
"Gyeo-ul. It's pretty brutal. I've seen it."
"Doesn't matter if you've seen it. Even if it's brutal. ...I basically know the whole story anyway."
"Then why?"
"...Cause I wanna watch it with you."
She knew all the twists, and it was super uncomfortable for family or lovers to watch together. Especially...
"...Gyeo-ul."
"Yeah...?"
"...I love you even knowing everything."
"..."
"So... let's not watch it. No need."
I doubted it'd leave us in a good mood. For us, it wasn't just some thrilling revenge drama—it felt way too real.
"...You don't wanna?"
"I told you, I saw it once. No fun if you know the plot."
"When'd you watch it?"
"...Around when we ran into those people at the hotel."
"...Of course it sucked then, Oppa."
'Even a beast worse than an animal has the right to live, doesn't he?'
It was so famous I hadn't planned to watch, but that line kept sticking in my head. From my fucked-up perspective, it hit hard, so I gave it a go. ...And it just made me feel even shittier after.
No happy ending there. No matter which character you pick, nobody ended up happy.
"Truth is, I watched it recently too."
"Then why watch together? ...It's not a good story."
"Just. I wanted to hear that line."
"Which one?"
"What you said earlier. ...That you like me even knowing."
Knowing and still liking her. Knowing she's my sister and still. Knowing I'm her brother and still.
"Didn't I say it before?"
"That time, you didn't know I heard. ...I wanted to hear it again, knowing."
"And?"
"It made me think... it's not easy to say."
I knew it wouldn't be easy. But some feelings can't be helped.
"...Oppa. One more thing I felt from the movie..."
"What."
"Unless it's really... no. Absolutely, ...no kids."
...Pregnancy. The movie wasn't a real pregnancy, but that's not the point. The one irreversible mistake. The one thing we couldn't handle. The others... we'd managed so far.
"...What, Oppa. Why the disappointed face."
"What're you talking about."
"You thought about it? Making a ...baby with me."
"...Like I wouldn't. Right?"
"Eww, what. Wanting kids with your sister is peak perv level."
"You're the one always tempting me with it. Huh?"
"...You'd give in if I tempted you?"
"..."
If Gyeo-ul seriously wanted to get pregnant... I probably couldn't hold back. I'd sworn to take responsibility and creampied her right then.
"I'll get that arm implant after exams. ...Can't keep popping pills or Mom might catch me again like last time."
"...I'll just get snipped."
"No. ...Remember what I said before?"
"That it'd make me too much of a piece of shit?"
"You are a piece of shit, Oppa. A total dog-shit perv, don't act all noble now."
Every time I tried to climb out of being trash, she always blocked me. ...Which honestly eased my guilt a bit. Trash like me deserves to date his sister. Kiss her. ...Fuck her.
"And... I'm still young, right? Till thirty? Forty? I'll keep myself hot enough for you. ...You take care of yourself too, so you can keep holding me..."
"...Yeah."
"Fifty... even mid-fifties might be too much? Hmm... up to fifty, ...we do naughty stuff, then after... go back to being siblings."
"...Aren't we siblings now?"
"...I think we are, but you don't seem to."
"I've never once seen you as just a sister."
"Liar. Normal people don't do that stuff to siblings. You're just a massive perv, Oppa."
She lightened the heavy mood and snuggled into me. Her heart was pounding, her body warm. And more lovable than I expected. Way more.
"...Couples end up like siblings after a while anyway, right? So... ...better now... when we're at our hottest. Hold me a lot. ...Don't hold back."
"...Hey. You told me to hold back earlier. Punishment."
"That's separate. Punishment for lying. Hold back till tonight. ...Just tonight. Got it?"
She poked my lips scoldingly, and she was so cute I gave her a soft kiss. She took it without resisting, figuring this much wasn't "naughty." Then we tickled and played around, losing track of time. ...The stress buildup? Completely forgotten.