A Degraded Brother's Sweet Resentment
It felt like a dream. Only moments ago, my brother had been hesitating, unable to even get hard, but now he was suddenly unleashing such thick, heavy lust.
"Ah... Ahh...♡ Oppa... Ah, Oppa... my pussy... Ha, Oppa, you're so fucking good at eating pussy... Ah... Is it delicious? Is Hayeon's pussy really that delicious?"
Without stopping for even a second, as if he never wanted to pull away from my crotch, Oppa simply nodded. I see... So that was it... Oppa was serious.
"Ah...♡ I can feel how sincere you are... Ha...♡ You came back intending to give me everything. You were just shy at first, right? You were so nervous your cock wouldn't even stand up. Isn't that right?"
I wanted to confirm his feelings so badly that I swallowed my overflowing moans to ask, but... *Suck... slurp, lick...* It didn't matter. Don't answer. Don't take your mouth off my pussy. On top of the sheer joy of knowing he wanted me, his lips and tongue were tearing through my labia and ravaging my clitoris. I was drowning in pleasure, my mind spinning out of control. I couldn't take it anymore.
"Ah...♡ Oppa... your cock... Ah, put your cock inside me... Hurry, your cock."
I pulled his head up. From the tip of his thick, rock-hard cock, a clear, sticky thread of pre-cum was dripping down. I could have just waited for him to lose control and shove it inside me, but I couldn't hold back. I grabbed his cock in my hand and guided it toward my slit.
"Wait, wait, Oppa... don't put it in yet..."
*Squelch, squelch...* I rubbed the tip of his cock against my clit. "Ah... mm...♡ I'm about to come... Let me come once by rubbing against your cock... Ah, ah... I'm coming... Ah... Ahh♡ Ah, fuck♡ Fuck♡ I'm coming, I'm coming... I'm coming!♡"
*Spurt! Squirting!* Feeling a jolt of pure ecstasy shoot up my spine and electrocute my brain, I arched my back, thrusting my pussy forward, and sprayed my juices all over him.
"Haah... haah... Now... put it in, quickly... shove your cock inside me..."
I wanted to make love to him in the midst of this maddening pleasure.
"Mmh..." With a low groan from Oppa, his hard shaft slid deep into my already gaping, twitching pussy.
"Ahhh...♡ Your cock... Oppa's hard cock...♡ Fuck me, hurry... fuck me, fuck me... Fucking pound me with that cock that's in heat for me!"
In truth, he was already pounding me. My body was already grinding its hips, desperately craving his cock.
"You dirty, perverted bitch—!"
*Slap, wet squelch, smack!* Ah... Oppa is angry. His furious, swollen cock was ruthlessly drilling into my slick, wet walls like a beast.
"Ah♡ Ahh♡ Yes, I'm a bitch♡ A perverted bitch in heat for Oppa... How is it? Huh? Do you like it? Is Hayeon's slutty pussy delicious? Yes? Ahh♡ Well? Do you love Hayeon?"
"Ah, haah... I love it... I love it♡ I love your pussy, your pussy♡"
"I hate you... *sob*...♡ I hate my bad Oppa who only likes Hayeon's pussy... But... but... Ah, ahh♡ I'm going to make you love me... I'll make you addicted to my body first... So please, cherish me... Ah! Cherish Hayeon's pussy... show Hayeon's pussy so much love with your cock...!"
"You fucking bitch... Haah... Crazy bitch..."
You resent me, don't you? You think I corrupted you, right? You hate me because I made you get hard for your own sister's pussy, don't you? His frantic, crazed insults filled me with joy. He couldn't stop his lust for me, so he had no choice but to curse the one who made him this way. It was absolutely delicious.
"It's driving you crazy, right? You're going absolutely insane because you love your sister's pussy so much, aren't you?"
"Don't... don't call yourself my sister..."
"Then... Ahh...♡ Then, now... Ah, yes♡ Are you... seeing me as a woman?"
"Shut up... I said shut up..."
"It's okay... You can hate me for now... You can resent me... So punish me...♡ Punish bad Hayeon's pussy by fucking raping it with your angry cock—♡"
Keep eating me up like this every single day... if you don't want to be the one getting violated, Oppa.
*Slap, squelch, smack!* Stretching my entrance wide wasn't enough; Oppa's thick cock, slick and clinging tightly to my walls, began to throb violently.
"Oppa♡ Oppa...♡ Cum for me... Shoot your thick, messy cum inside Hayeon's pussy..."
Having already come over and over again, I panted and begged desperately, but... *Slip...* Perhaps thinking he had seized control, he arrogantly pulled his cock out.
"You bastard..."
"I... I want to see your body get dirtied by my cum with my own eyes..."
Is he stupid? If he wants to see that, he could just creampie me and watch it spill out of my pussy. There was no time to voice the thought flashing through my mind. I didn't want to waste time arguing about putting it back in, only to end up watching my brother—who was still wearing my bra—jerk himself off and come. I kicked his hand away from his cock, spread my legs wide, bent my knees, and began rubbing his massive shaft with the soles of my feet.
"Yes♡ Dirty me. Stare at Hayeon's pussy, stretched wide in the shape of your cock, and shoot your cum all over it♡"
His urge to dirty me with his seed wasn't bad at all. I welcomed his desire to vent his resentment by defiling me.
"Haah... haah... Ah, haah...!"
*Spurt, splat—!* "Ah... Look, Oppa... look♡ My body, the one you wanted to see, getting completely covered in your cum♡"
His violently spurting semen clung to my face and hair, tracing thick white lines from my exposed chest—where my shirt had rolled up—all the way down to my stomach. But the smell and taste were a bit lacking... The rich flavor seemed to have thinned out. Had I eaten him too much? Should I start managing his ejaculations to ration it? Ah... I don't know if I can hold back, though. Still, the fact that I, who used to be too busy greedily devouring him, now had the luxury to worry about the concentration of his semen proved just how deeply he was being dyed in my colors. It made me so happy.
"Haah... haah...♡ Oppa, wipe the cum off my hair..."
"Yeah... hold on..." My clueless brother started looking for tissues.
"Dummy, you're supposed to wipe it with your hand and put it in my mouth..."
As he climbed onto the bed to clean my hair, a deep shadow fell over his face. I understood why, but I couldn't just let it slide.
"What's with that face? You were enjoying the sex just a second ago. That's rude to a lady."
I pointed it out in a gentle tone so he wouldn't feel pressured. He might not have liked it at first, but he clearly enjoyed it by the end. I needed to make him feel comfortable rather than scaring him so he would perform well next time too.
"Ah... no, it's just... I think I said some really horrible things..."
My sweet brother. He brought the hand he used to sweep through my hair to my mouth.
*Slurrrp... suck...* "Compared to my usual verbal abuse, that was nothing."
"If you know that, then speak a bit more nicely..." Oppa ran his hand through my hair once more, as if he hadn't gotten it all yet.
"Mmm...♡ Yeah. If you behave nicely like today—eating my pussy well and fucking me with all your heart—I'll be nice to you."
"...I think I've wiped off as much as I can with my hands. Should I clean the rest with a wet wipe?"
"No... I want to sleep like this. I'm going to sleep with your traces left on me. I couldn't sleep a wink because of you."
I started by pushing the semen on my face into my mouth.
"First, I'll swallow everything you spilled on my body... You have to watch. Watch me eat the cum that came out of your cock."
I scraped the semen off my body, sucked it off my fingers as if sucking his cock, and stuck out my tongue to lick it clean. I did it explicitly for Oppa, who was sitting on the edge of the bed staring at me.
"Mmm... slurp, suck♡ Do I look dirty? Is Hayeon sexy swallowing your cum?"
"Well..." Just as he was about to open his mouth, I pressed the finger I had just pulled out of my mouth against his lips.
"Choose your words carefully. There's only one right answer, okay?"
Just in case he said something stupid and ruined my mood.
"Yeah... you're slutty. If I hadn't just come, I would've gotten hard."
I knew he wasn't fully there yet. But this time, he passed. If he had just stopped at "Yeah," I wouldn't have let it go. His expression, too. It was fine for him to look dark. Guilt or whatever else. But the disgust he had shown at first was gone. Giving him time had been the right choice after all. Let's change slowly, Oppa. Fall so deeply for me that you can't even think of anything bad. You only need to think of me. By the time I swallowed the last of the lustful discharge sprayed over my body, feeling a pleasant drowsiness wash over me, my eyes were already half-closed.
"Oppa... stroke my hair..."
"Seriously... you make me do the most ridiculous things." Though he grumbled, Oppa sat at the head of the bed and gently stroked my hair.
"If you open that... there's a deodorizer... I'm telling you because you satisfied me today... so Mom doesn't find out... Spray it and leave after you watch me fall asleep... Since you didn't come home last night, I'm going to sleep right next to you, soaking in your scent..."
"Alright..." The hand stroking my hair felt so good that a smile spread across my face. Wrapped in a sense of pure bliss, I drifted off to sleep.
Hayeon's breathing grew slow and steady. Looking at his sleeping sister, a sense of relief washed over him. I wish she would never wake up... He found himself harboring such foolish thoughts, even though he didn't truly mean it. Maybe it really would have been better to just let himself be raped. It felt good when he let go of his mind. But now, the disgust of his own pathetic display—thrusting his hips like a monkey in heat for his own sister—crushed him under a mountain of self-loathing.
Carefully, so as not to wake her, he slipped out of bed, quietly opened the drawer, found the deodorizer, and sprayed it all over his body. It was highly effective, but it wasn't enough. It couldn't deodorize the gloomy stench of his soul. Suppressing his desperate urge to run out and wash himself, he slowly opened the door, stepped out, and closed it. Only after confirming that no one was around did he grab his clothes and head straight for the bathroom. Naturally, neither the fierce torrent of water from the showerhead nor the thick lather of soap could wash away his self-loathing.