The Two Sisters Who Like Me

As soon as the front door clicked shut, I scrambled away with hurried steps.

I pressed a hand to my chest; my heart was hammering against my ribs. Every thud sent a dull, tingling ache through my palm.

"I mean, seriously? Did her head really snap back that far?"

I’d only meant to give her a light tap, but the sound was louder than I expected. It wasn't just a slap—it was a sharp, resounding CRACK. Even I was startled enough to feel like my eyes were going to pop out of my head.

Dami was still clutching her cheek, her lips trembling as she struggled to speak.

"Don't you ever talk to me like that again."

I lowered my voice on purpose, making it sound cold and heavy. Yang Dami just groaned, unable to find the words. I knew if I stayed, she’d be furious once she regained her senses, so I bolted out of there.

"She isn't going to cause a scene later, is she?"

The thought of how she’d react when I got home was terrifying. But I decided to leave that problem for my future self to deal with. I gulped down a dry swallow and stepped out into the alleyway in front of the house.

The same street where I’d been milked dry just a while ago. Lee Yurim was leaning against a telephone pole, waiting for me.

"Welcome back."

"What's with the mood?"

She tilted her head and uncrossed her arms. "Hmm, well... Yang Dajun, did you change into a fresh pair of underwear?"

"Haa, say that one more time, I dare you."

"Aw, whyyy?"

She giggled, letting out a nasal whine. It was the kind of aegyo a girl might use, but the phrasing sounded like something an old lady would say. Lee Yurim went a step further and hugged me from behind.

"What are you doing? Let go."

"Let me see if you're all soft and fresh. Hehe."

"Why ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠are you like this? It's gross."

She shoved her hand right into my crotch. Held fast by Lee Yurim, I had no choice but to let her toy with my cock.

"Haa... Dajun's cock, my man's cock... it's so soft and cute."

"Damn it, stop."

I shook my shoulders on purpose. Lee Yurim’s breasts bounced along with the movement. As I struggled, I bumped my hips against her repeatedly. Lee Yurim gasped, her breath hitching.

"Yang Dajuuun, you know this is having the opposite effect, right?"

"What?"

"If you keep doing that, it only turns a girl on."

With a cool, steady voice, she grabbed me and turned me around. My childhood friend looked down at me, meeting my eyes. Unlike her tone, she was beaming at me with a playful, eye-smiling expression. Lee Yurim spread her arms wide.

"Heheh, I love Yang Dajun so much."

"Don't hug me. What if people see?"

She grabbed my head and buried it into her chest. Trapped in her embrace, I nudged her waist with my hips.

"Let go already, Lee Yurim."

"It's fine. No one passes through here."

"Damn it, whatever. Do what you want."

I let the tension drain from my body. Lee Yurim held me close and whispered softly. Her speech was a bit choppy, but her voice was cute.

"Yang Dajun, warm. Living heater, good."

"Get off now. It's suffocating."

"Mm-mm... just a little longer..."

Every time Lee Yurim’s chest heaved, the scent of vanilla tickled the tip of my nose. The cozy, sweet scent of a girl made me feel like I was floating. It was quite a while later when she finally let me go.

"Heheh, let's go now. Yeryeong must be waiting."

"Why are you linking arms?"

"What's wrong with that between us?"

"Haa..."

I sighed as if I hated it, but I didn't pull my arm away. The soft, feminine texture of her forearm supported me.

'Lee Yurim, she's so soft... I like it.'

I walked along with her, pretending to follow her lead. I was busy looking around the streets when we met Lee Yeryeong a moment later.

"Oh, there she is. Let's go."

"Is it really okay for me to go too?"

"Are you asking me that now? It's fine."

Thinking I was just shy, Lee Yurim grabbed my arm and pulled me along. She waved from afar, signaling to her younger sister. In front of her sister, Lee Yurim didn't act like she owned me.

'She's so guarded around other women, but she thinks it's fine because it's her sister?'

Lee Yurim was still a bit clumsy. I liked that side of her, but I didn't want to be held captive by just one person. As luck would have it, Lee Yeryeong was right in front of me.

'I should pretend to be shy and slowly get closer to her.'

I waved my hand cautiously, my voice barely a whisper.

"Hi, Yeryeong."

"Oh, you came too, Oppa? Did my sister bring you?"

"No. She said she wanted to follow me."

I had never said any such thing. I’d been dragged here against my will, but I didn't exactly hate it. I looked at Lee Yeryeong carefully.

'She's dressed up so much. Probably a coincidence, though.'

She was just as much of a beauty as her sister. Her hair shimmered, as if she’d just washed it. As she brushed her curly hair back, a floral scent filled the air. Lee Yeryeong shot me a secret eye-smile behind her sister's back.

"Hmm..."

"Ugh."

"Yang Dajun, why?"

"It's nothing..."

Time to play the shy card. I let my eyelids flutter. Lee Yeryeong didn't take her eyes off me.

'You said you liked me. I hope I can get eaten by you, too.'

She said she'd turn me into a man. I’d have to act innocent and let her have her way. I kept a slight distance and followed Lee Yurim around like a puppy.

After joining up with Lee Yeryeong, we arrived in front of the department store. Each of us held a drink in our hands. I was sipping mine through a straw.

"What is it, Yang Dajun? You finished it already?"

"There's still a little left?"

"Oppa, if you drink it all, you're going to need the bathroom."

"No, I won't..."

What does she take me for? I’m not so weak that I can't hold it after just this much. With that thought, I slurped up the cocoa.

'This is my second cup today.'

I was savoring the sweetness when I felt a gaze from somewhere nearby. It felt like something was pressing down on me. I turned to the side.

"Why?"

"Yang Dajun, no matter how I look at it, you're doing that on purpose..."

Lee Yurim sighed, clutching her forehead. Lee Yeryeong went a step further.

"Oppa, you only do that in front of my sister, right?"

"Lee Yeryeong, what are you talking about?"

"Hmm, my sister doesn't need to know."

Her nasal tone was still there, but it lacked the sincerity she had when talking to me. Lee Yeryeong stared at me with half-lidded eyes, tapping her cup with her fingertips.

"Hmm..."

She looked dissatisfied. Lee Yurim was also restless as she spoke to me.

"Hey, don't use a straw from now on."

"What are you saying?"

"That's right, Oppa. Or just use it in front of my sister."

"Uh... y-yeah. Only use it in front of me."

Hey, girls? That sounds a bit weird.

I squinted at the two sisters.

"Why, why?"

"Lee Yurim, you didn't say anything weird, did you?"

"Wh-what!"

Lee Yurim avoided my gaze. Her face was bright red as she looked away. My 'childhood friend,' who was practically rubbing her navel against mine, was acting shy in front of others...

Lee Yurim spun around, waving her hands.

"Haa, Yang Dajun... forget it, just hurry up and come."

"Uh, okay."

Lee Yurim ran off. She was so flustered she left me behind. On the other hand, Lee Yeryeong remained by my side, arms linked.

'She must have something to say.'

She looked at me with an eye-smile, her curly hair swaying as she leaned in close. She pressed her face right up to mine and whispered into my ear.

"Why, our Oppa. Did you have any strange thoughts?"

"I didn't..."

"Hmm, you're so naughty. Come on, Oppa, hurry."

After tickling my ear, she followed her sister. And then—

"Hmm..."

She brushed against my thigh as she walked away, making me flinch.

*

Inside the department store. It was incredibly crowded. Almost everyone was a woman.

'Even in a world like this, there are more women.'

But the gazes directed at a man were even more intense. Every woman who passed by took a look. I hid behind Lee Yurim, pretending I didn't like it.

"What's wrong?"

"There are too many women here... I feel like everyone's staring at me... Why are they doing that...?"

Pretending to be weak. I usually spoke bluntly, but I showed this vulnerable, masculine side only at times like this. Lee Yurim hesitated to answer.

"Uh, well... that's..."

She scratched ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her head. She was shielding me, but that was all. 'This is a world where women have high sexual desire. She probably thinks I'll get hurt if she tells me the truth.'

I looked up at Lee Yurim; her face was beet red. Still, she kept me close, claiming me as her man. Lee Yeryeong, who had been watching from the side, let out a nasal sound.

"Hmm."

She walked over with her hands behind her back and stuck to my side.

"Oppa."

"Why..."

"Are you really asking because you don't know?"

"What..."

I trembled my voice, pretending to be scared. Lee Yurim’s eyes went wide as she looked at her sister. The distance between us closed. Lee Yeryeong pressed herself against me, stood on her tiptoes, and whispered in my ear.

"That's because..."

Her moist breath tickled my ear.

"All these women want to eat you up."

"What...?"

"They want to eat you up, Oppa. So... if you don't want to get eaten, keep your eyes open and follow us closely."

She finished our private conversation by stroking my hair. She grabbed my hand and placed it on Lee Yurim’s. We both looked at Lee Yeryeong in surprise.

"Sister, let's go."

"Uh, uh-huh..."

Lee Yeryeong shot me an eye-smile and walked ahead. I could see the elevator in the distance.

'Lee Yurim, she's putting a surprising amount of strength into her hand.'

Lee Yurim squeezed my hand and looked at me.

"Let's go, too."

"Yeah."

"You're not asking me to let go of your hand?"

Her expression suggested she felt progress in our relationship. I sighed as if resigned.

"You wouldn't let go anyway."

"Of course not, heheh."

She nudged my shoulder and led me forward. I followed her, pretending to give in. Holding Lee Yurim’s hand, I squeezed between the two sisters and got on the elevator.

*

The elevator was packed. The floral scent was so strong it made my head spin. I was pushed into a corner, surrounded by women.

'They're all so tall.'

Lee Yurim and Lee Yeryeong, two beauties, were standing in front of me.

"Oppa, stick closer this way."

"I-I'll move out of the way for you, too."

"Thank you, both of you."

It felt like being escorted by beauties. As the elevator went up, people kept getting off and on. Because of the crowd, I was pressed right up against Lee Yurim.

"Ugh..."

"Sorry."

Lee Yurim shifted her body to apologize, but I didn't mind at all.

'Lee Yurim, she's got a big ass.'

My body was pressed into her soft flesh. Blood rushed to my crotch. My cock was wedged right in the crack of her ass.

'If I keep grinding against her like this, I won't be able to hold back.'

Leaning against the wall, a girl was standing in front of me, milking me. To think I was having thoughts like this in public.

'Lee Yurim, it's all your fault.'

I thrust my hips, bumping into Lee Yurim. I was poking her ass with my engorged cock.

"Move forward a bit. It's tight."

"H-h-hng... it's tight for me too."

She groaned, muttering in a sweet, trembling voice. Her legs were shaking. Lee Yeryeong, perhaps finding it tight as well, just glared from the side.

'Lee Yurim thinks I'm not doing this on purpose.'

She’d already taken my virginity, yet she still didn't know me. I stood on my tiptoes and blew air onto the nape of Lee Yurim’s neck.

"I said it's tight. Whew... hmm?"

"Hya-a-a-ng."

The fine hairs on her neck stood on end. If I looked from the front, her eyes would be spinning. She was letting me grind my cock against her just as I pleased.

'Wait.'

Lee Yurim, who had been shifting her body, froze as if she’d turned to stone. She looked back slightly and spoke.

"Y-you, you're the one..."

"Ugh, what are you doing?"

"H-heheh. You go back... it's tight for me too, you know? H-hmm..."

She was pushing me back instead. My 'childhood friend' was rubbing her ass against my stiff cock...

Because of Lee Yurim, I was erect enough to burst.

'Wow, I really feel like I'm going to explode.'

Because my stomach was pressed against her, I could feel the urge to pee. If I’d known it would be like this, I would have drunk less. Everything ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠from my cock to my lower abdomen was screaming in frustration. I wanted to take it out on the two beauties.

"Hey."

I called out to Lee Yurim and grabbed her hand.

"Why?"

"Hmm...?"

At the same time, Lee Yeryeong let out a moan. Because the hand I’d grabbed wasn't Lee Yurim’s. Lee Yeryeong let out a long, nasal sigh and glared at me.

'I have to pretend I mistook her for Lee Yurim.'

I held her hand tightly. I rubbed my thumb against her skin as if I were relying on her. Then, I called out to Lee Yurim.

"Hey, Lee Yurim..."

"Why do you keep doing that?"

"Hmm."

Lee Yeryeong, watching from the side, showed signs of delight. She dug her nails into the back of my hand. I let out a moan, pretending to be flustered.

"H-hng... Yurim, why are you like this..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Haa... h-hng..."

Lee Yeryeong let out an excited breath. Her intimacy and affection levels had both gone up by 10. She threw her head back, heaving her chest in secret.

'She seems excited, and Lee Yurim is...'

She was still rubbing her ass against my cock. The beauties had me pinned to the wall, each enjoying me in their own way. Standing on my tiptoes, I squeezed between the two sisters and whispered to both of them at once.

"Yurim?"

"Mm-mm, why..."

"Hmm."

With a trembling voice, I whispered to them both:

"My... cock... it's acting strange again..."