A Long Cock for Haru
"Uh, Unnie… Jiha’s a little cold…"
The clear, innocent voice drifting in from beyond the door froze the sticky, overheated air inside the room in an instant.
I sucked in a sharp breath and locked up completely. Haru’s shoulders, still carefully cupping my semen in her palm, jerked as if she’d been struck by lightning.
"Can I sleep snuggled up tight with Haru Unnie tonight?"
The youngest’s spoiled, clueless request.
"H-huh? What did you say?"
Haru stammered, her face drained of color as she twisted toward the door. Her gaze wandered through empty air before landing on her own right hand, smeared white with cum, and her bare breasts, fully exposed and on display.
Extreme embarrassment and shame made her brown eyes tremble wildly.
Could you even call that expression Oh no, what do I do♥? Whatever it was, that was the look on Haru’s face.
That was the exact moment.
Rattle, clack!
The locked doorknob twisted roughly from the outside, the sound slicing sharply through the room.
"Huh?! Did Unnie lock the door?"
Confusion thickly colored Jiha’s voice.
Of course she found it strange—the door was locked out of nowhere. There was absolutely no reason to lock it for no good reason. It wasn’t like there was some treasure that needed hiding.
And I, who knew that better than anyone… felt like my heart was about to leap straight out of my mouth.
EMERGENCY!!!!
SUPER EMERGENCY!!!!!
Around then I was… gripping the mattress with both hands so hard my knuckles whitened, unable to make even the smallest sound of breathing.
If the door opened right now, or if Jiha went and found the key…
We would probably face a catastrophic end where we could never look each other in the face again for the rest of our lives.
And yet, in the middle of that terror and tension, my cock was reacting in a completely different way.
Throb♥
The shaft that should have been limp and spent from exhaustion began to swell again, stimulated by the razor-thin thrill.
"Kh…"
The heavy, blood-rushing sensation made me twist my hips without thinking. Between my legs, a pillar had already risen again—every bit as big as before, maybe even harder—twitching toward the empty air.
Like a young male’s uncontrollable lust, whining that it still wasn’t enough.
And Haru noticed my tiny movement.
Her gaze dropped to my lower half. Those eyes, still full of fluster, turned crimson the second they confirmed my other self had lifted its head once more.
"Ah……♥"
A very short sigh slipped between Haru’s lips.
She had read my regret, my frustration, and the desire I couldn’t hold back—all of it, just from that look. Deep in her brown irises, the shame from moments ago was pushed aside as sticky heat slowly began to spread again.
She turned her head back toward the door. Then she took a deep breath and steadied her voice.
"Jiha, um… Unnie’s not feeling well today…………."
Was this really the same woman who’d been panting just seconds ago? Her voice was so perfectly calm I almost wondered if she’d taken acting lessons from Woohee.
"I think Unnie caught a cold. I’m sorry, but I don’t want you to catch it… so I locked the door in case anyone came in. Can you sleep with someone else tonight?"
A lie.
A lie Haru willingly spoke to protect me and to stretch out this secret time of ours just a little longer.
Silence hung outside the door for a moment.
"Mm, okay……."
Jiha’s dejected voice came through.
"Don’t be sick, Unnie!"
Pat-pat-pat!
Soon her light footsteps began to fade away.
Only after every trace of Jiha had completely vanished did the tightly stretched air inside the room finally go slack.
"Hoo……."
Haru pressed a hand to her chest and let out a long, deep sigh. Every time she breathed, her large white breasts swayed, drawing smooth curves. The beautiful arcs her nipples traced as they trembled made me swallow dryly again.
She pulled several tissues from the box on the bedside table and roughly wiped her messy hand. After tossing the crumpled wad into the trash, she turned her head back toward me.
"Woohyun… it’s gotten big again."
Her gaze circled between my thighs.
The voice that had been trembling like wet leaves now carried a strange relief mixed with quiet playfulness.
"Ah, still not enough, right?"
A question that hit the bullseye. I couldn’t deny it. My eyes had already left the place her gaze lingered and locked hard onto her two breasts, left completely exposed to the open air. The soft pink nipples still standing stiffly upright stabbed into my brain with raw intensity.
"Yes……."
I couldn’t even manage a proper excuse, just stammered the answer.
"Heung…♥"
At my honest, foolish reply, Haru let out a pleased little nasal hum and smiled faintly.
"Woohyun, do you like Unnie’s breasts that much?"
She shifted her knees a little farther forward, closing the distance. Fifty centimeters? Thirty? Barely a handspan remained between us. Her body heat… and the faint scent of light sweat from the earlier scare tickled the tip of my nose.
"Yes. I really like them."
Caught staring at her chest, I hung my head in embarrassment. My face burned like it might explode.
Then Haru’s soft hands cupped both my cheeks and gently lifted my face.
"Why are you acting like you did something wrong."
Her brown eyes wrapped around me—tenderly, and very stickily.
"These are the breasts Unnie showed you herself. You can be confident. They’re here for you, Woohyun."
She gave a soft eye-smile, then smoothly plucked the panties still clenched in my left hand. The damp scrap of fabric slipped from my fingers and dropped to the floor with a soft thud.
She gently took both of my now-empty wrists and slowly guided them upward.
"You can touch them again. Touch them properly…."
My palms, led by her hands, settled onto the full, generous breasts.
Twitch—!
"Hnn……."
The instant skin met skin, Haru bit her lip and let out a small moan. An overwhelming volume that filled my broad palms and still spilled out between my fingers. Warm, soft flesh with the springy give of freshly baked bread.
Entranced, I curled my fingers and kneaded her breasts in slow, round circles.
Squish♥
"Haa, hnn♥… Woohyun…… Woohyun-ah♥"
She twisted her waist faintly and rested both hands on my shoulders. Her breathing grew noticeably faster. The hard, stiff texture of her nipples pressing into the centers of my palms fanned my lust without mercy.
But touch alone wasn’t enough. I wanted to make her scent and her taste completely mine.
When I just kept staring at her chest and panting, Haru seemed to read my mind. The hands on my shoulders slid around to the back of my neck.
"You can… eat Unnie’s breasts… too."
She whispered sweetly, so close her lips almost brushed my ear.
The words had barely left her mouth before she leaned her upper body forward a little, offering her right breast right up to my lips.
The white curve of her breast filled my entire field of vision. And right in front of my mouth—her stiff, thick pink nipple.
I parted my lips slightly.
Hap—
Haru’s nipple and the soft flesh around it slipped gently between my lips.
"Haah……♥"
Along with her hot sigh, a generous handful of plump, soft flesh pushed into my mouth. I reflexively closed my eyes and stuck out my tongue, wanting to draw that sweet scent of skin deep into my lungs.
Slurp, suuuck♥
"Haa♥ Haa… nngh, aah……♥"
When the tip of my tongue licked and rolled the erect nipple, Haru’s body shuddered and she whimpered. Both her hands dug into my hair and gripped hard. The breast filling my mouth was astonishingly warm and soft.
"Mwah♥ Suuuck… Unnie… it’s so sweet."
I pulled my lips away just a little, panting as I mumbled.
"Don’t say weird things……♥"
Even as she twisted her body in embarrassment, Haru pressed her breast more firmly against my face, as if she hated the loss of contact. I opened my mouth wide again and this time took in the broad areola all at once.
Hap——♥
"Woohyun-ah♥ If you suck Unnie’s nipple that hard……♥"
Her lewd cry rang sticky through the room.
"Haru… I can’t hold back anymore. Please touch my cock just a little more."
I pulled my lips away briefly, gasping and letting out a needy sound. She looked down at me with a face flushed red. Her breathing was just as rough, beating against my ear.
"A-alright…."
A warm hand wrapped snugly around my cock. She layered both hands over my shaft and whispered softly.
"When I hold it with both hands like this… it fits perfectly. Like this cock was born to match Unnie’s hands."
Her large eyes were full of a strange sense of achievement and curiosity.
And then she said it.
"Woohyun’s cock… it’s really long……♥"