The Seductive Game of Sisters and Friends
A photo arrived from Lee Yurim.
It was nothing but skin.
I was so distracted by it that I didn't even realize someone was calling out to me from the side.
"Yang Dajun, what are you doing?"
"Uh, oh."
I tried to hide it belatedly, but Yang Dami had already shoved her face in.
"What is it? What are you looking at so..."
Yang Dami trailed off.
She narrowed her eyes and snatched the phone from my hand.
"What is this?"
"Give it back..."
"Geez."
Her expression turned cold.
Yang Dami glared at me, thrusting the phone in my face.
"Hey, what is this? Are you two playing around like this?"
"No. It just came out of nowhere. Maybe she's just showing off her figure?"
Acting like I didn't know anything.
I broke into a cold sweat, hoping that Yang Dahee, who was sitting next to us, wouldn't take an interest.
'Dami, please, just let it slide.'
I wanted to move past it somehow, but Yang Dami kept pestering me.
"Why would she show off something like this? Are you trying to get arrested?"
"Ugh, how would I know that?"
I reached out to get my phone back.
As Yang Dami and I were bickering, holding onto the phone together, it started to vibrate.
'It's Lee Yurim.'
The familiar name appeared on the part of the screen not covered by our hands.
Seeing that, I quickly snatched the phone away.
"Give it here. Yurim sent a text."
"Ugh... damn it, you're so stubborn."
Yang Dami grumbled, giving up on the tug-of-war.
What could be so important that she sent it separately from the photo?
Under the weight of their glares, I checked the message.
It was an excuse for what just happened.
'Oh, thank goodness.'
I let out a sigh of relief and showed it to Yang Dami.
"Look, this is what Yurim sent."
"What is it... sigh, it was a joke?"
"Yeah, she said Yeryeong did it."
I nodded, feeling like I’d just narrowly escaped a disaster, and checked the messages.
It seemed she had secretly taken a photo of Lee Yurim while she was in the bathroom.
'And here I thought she was just horny.'
She had been so aggressive without any context that I thought she was still feeling the afterglow.
Lee Yurim’s request to delete the photo.
Of course, I didn't delete it.
'Thank you...'
I'll put it to good use tonight.
My heart was already starting to race.
I managed my expression and looked back at Yang Dami.
"I told you she didn't send it on purpose, so don't misunderstand."
"Tsk..."
Yang Dami looked at me with disapproval.
In this world, even if you do something lewd, the woman is usually the one who gets criticized more. I had accidentally made an excuse.
"I'm not the type to be obsessed with women, you know."
"Geez, who said you were?"
Yang Dami shrugged her shoulders and turned away to sit sideways.
She started tapping on her phone, muttering something to herself.
Seeing her grumbling, Yang Dahee finally took an interest.
Yang Dahee leaned back in her chair and smiled at us.
"Kids, what are you doing? Fighting again? Hehe."
"We weren't fighting."
"Then why is Dami like that?"
I shrugged my shoulders and retorted.
"She's pouting by herself."
"I am not pouting!?"
She turned around immediately and shouted at me.
I was intimidated by Yang Dami and fell backward onto my butt.
"Ugh."
I ended up in Yang Dahee's arms.
Big, soft breasts.
Warm.
'I feel like I want to suckle on them...'
I felt like my mental age was regressing.
A dangerous older sister who makes her younger brother useless...
I rested my head on Yang Dahee's shoulder and called her name.
"Huu, Noona."
"Hmm. I guess you're not tired anymore. Shall we go?"
'No, that won't do.'
We'd have to keep walking around.
I blurted out the first thing that came to mind to escape the situation.
"I need to go to the bathroom."
"Hehe, then go quickly."
I nodded and moved straight away.
I was acting just in case they wouldn't let me go to the bathroom.
Once I was far enough away from the two sisters, I stopped my hurried pace.
'I should look at Yurim's photo one more time.'
I sat in the bathroom stall and pulled out my phone.
Bzzzt.
Just then, a new text arrived.
"It's not Lee Yurim."
It was Lee Yeryeong.
We had exchanged contact information on the emergency stairs when we went to the department store.
I checked the message.
As expected, it was Lee Yeryeong who had taken the photo of Lee Yurim and sent it.
It seemed she had sent her sister's photo to stimulate me.
'If I say I don't like it, she'll send more. Asking, "Our innocent oppa, are you really not going to look even if I send this?"'
I was secretly looking forward to it.
I narrowed my brows and sent a reply, acting out my method performance.
Wow, this is pure-hearted.
Writing it out, it was as naive as it gets.
A man who shuns sexual desire.
I had successfully stimulated Lee Yeryeong.
I pulled down my pants.
I saved it immediately.
'A beautiful woman sending me lewd photos, of course, it's a thank you.'
I was about to grab my cock when Lee Yeryeong sent another text.
It was the clothes she bought at the department store.
She sent a shot of her wearing it, and it was a flowy dress.
'It's pretty. It gives off a spring vibe.'
If I had been openly interested in women, I would have asked her to send me a picture of her showering, but it's a shame now. Instead, I decided to ask about Lee Yurim.
I was about to continue, but the screen switched. Lee Yeryeong had called me. I answered the phone while still sitting in the stall.
—Oppa, where are you?
"The mart. To do some grocery shopping."
—Ooh, you're domestic. My sister would like that.
I can't do housework yet, though. But since I get eaten deliciously in bed, wouldn't that be enough?
I trailed off, pretending to be shy.
"Just answer me..."
Showing interest in Lee Yurim. I heard laughter from the other side of the phone, and Lee Yeryeong said,
—Sister went into her room just now. She was in the bathroom until a moment ago.
"The bathroom?"
—Yeah, yeah, she wouldn't come out, so I went in to see what she was doing.
—Our sister must really like you, oppa. She was practicing her lines while calling your name, and she was even posing by herself. So I just took a picture.
Ah, so that's why she was in front of the mirror.
From her nipples to her armpits, Lee Yurim was showing off her female charm in the bathroom. Lee Yeryeong had secretly taken the photo with her phone.
'Thank you, Yeryeong.'
I wanted to pat her head. I suppressed it, lowered my voice, and said,
"Don't do that next time. I was surprised to receive a photo like that."
—Huu... cute, really. Do you have any more questions, oppa?
"No. I'm hanging up."
I said it firmly. I hung up before Lee Yeryeong could even answer. After one last text, Lee Yeryeong went to wash up as well.
The photo she sent wearing the dress. Seeing her smiling, I felt like I could hear her humming in my ears.
I was about to grab my cock while enjoying the photo Lee Yurim had sent, but...
Bzzzt.
A photo of a girl appeared on the phone I was holding, pushing my cock to the back of my mind. It was Lee Yurim.
I cleared my throat and opened my mouth at the consecutive phone call.
"Why?"
—Ugh, Yang Dajun.
Her voice was tearful.
—Ah, damn it... hey, I didn't send that. You know, right?
"Ugh. Lee Yurim, you pervert."
I said it jokingly, as usual.
"Why did you call? What if I catch your perversion?"
—Ah, don't joke. I feel like I'm going to die of embarrassment.
"Then you shouldn't have sent it."
—Haa...
Lee Yurim let out a breath. I gently stroked my cock at the sound of her voice tickling deep inside my ears.
'She kissed me after whispering into my ear.'
My cock stood up like a conditioned reflex. Even in this world, a woman's voice is seductive.
Lee Yurim said hesitantly,
—Ugh, Yang Dajuun.
"Why."
—Hey, don't misunderstand, okay?
"Speak."
—So, that... so... how was it...?
"What?"
Pretending not to understand on purpose. I was teasing her so she would say it with her own mouth.
Breaking the brief silence, Lee Yurim stammered,
—H, how was it... my body...
How was it, indeed.
Her breasts, her armpits, I was turned on the moment I saw them.
But I played dumb.
"What are you talking about?"
—No, how was the photo I sent you...
"I deleted it?"
—Huh?
I said it while holding back laughter.
"You told me to delete it. It was loading... so I couldn't see the photo."
—Uh uh uh...
"Anyway, what do you mean, how is your body?"
I asked back while touching my cock.
I had returned the question to Lee Yurim, who had gathered the courage to ask. My childhood friend must be blushing in her room.
A groan came through the phone.
—Auuu...
At the same time, it vibrated. It was a notification that a text had arrived.
'There's an attachment.'
Lee Yurim said quietly,
—Haa, I sent it.
"What kind of photo is it?"
I told her to wait a moment and switched screens.
The photo Lee Yurim sent was skin again this time.
'Oh...'
I saved it to my album the moment I saw it.
As I admired it in silence, Lee Yurim’s voice trembled.
—H, how is it?
"Lee Yurim, you pervert..."
I trailed off, pretending to be shy.
A pose where she covered her breasts and crotch with one finger in front of the mirror.
Lee Yurim was being quite bold.
—Hehe, what's wrong with that between us?
"What are you saying? We're not dating yet, are we? I can't even lift my head because of you."
Instead, my cock stood up.
As if she knew, Lee Yurim laughed at my words and her voice even trembled.
—Huu, actually, I'm embarrassed too.
"Do women get embarrassed too?"
—Of course.
We even exchanged our virginity. She really became a woman, and yet she's embarrassed.
"You'll be caught and lived by your husband later."
—Hehe. Forget it, just tell me how it is.
"How is it?"
At Lee Yurim's words, I grabbed my cock. It was a cock that had just given up its virginity today.
It hadn't been long since I was eaten, and it was already stiffening, longing for the inside of a woman.
'Huu, I have to go back to Noona and Dami.'
I shook my cock, imagining Lee Yurim touching it.
As I breathed heavily, Lee Yurim asked again,
—How is my body? Is it okay?
"Huu..."
I said while shaking my cock with one hand,
"Yeah, it's okay."
—What, is that the end?
"No. Your breasts are big, but they're teardrop-shaped, so they're pretty, and your armpits are soft, too. The line below is also curved. Huu, your body is womanly."
—Hehe, did you get excited while looking at it?
"Hmm... I don't know. My heart is acting strange. Ah, really. Don't ask me things like this."
This should be enough.
Because the man she likes is telling her she's pretty and his heart is racing.
'Lee Yurim must think I haven't realized her feelings yet.'
After saying everything I had to say, I pretended to be shy, saying I couldn't do any more.
Lee Yurim was as happy as expected.
—Hehehe. Yang Dajun, let's just date.
"I don't want to."
—You're too much. I even sent you a photo. What a waste.
A waste?
That couldn't be, but I immediately cut her off.
"Lee Yurim, are you going to distribute the photo?"
—What are you saying?
"You said it was a waste. No... don't send it to other men."
I had become an obsessive man.
—Ah...
Lee Yurim, who was dragging her words, suddenly laughed.
—Hehehe, Yang Dajun.
"Why are you laughing?"
—I'm only showing it to you. Isn't that obvious?
I knew it, and Lee Yurim knew it, but I had acted it out once.
"I'll trust you."
—Kid, you're cute.
"What are you saying?"
—Anyway, if you want to see more, tell me. I'll show you anytime.
My cock rejoiced.
"I don't want to."
—Ah, I don't know. I'll show you whenever I want.
"You're a pervert. Are all women like this?"
I asked while stroking my cock. It was a cock dying to be eaten by a woman.
Lee Yurim laughed and tried to end the call.
—Hey, I'm on the better side, right? Anyway... if you want to see me, make a video call, okay? Noona will accept it anytime.
"Yeah, I won't. Hang up quickly."
—Okay. I love you.
I shouted playfully.
"Ah, crazy."
—Hehehe.
I ended the call while listening to the girl's laughter.
The ticklish sensation in my ears subsided. I checked the time and slowly started to tidy up.
'I have to go back quickly.'
There are many people looking for me. Yang Dahee and Yang Dami, the two women, must be waiting.
*
After returning to the women in my house.
I finished grocery shopping. Yang Dahee didn't stop the cart even while looking back at me from time to time.
'We're just going around the same place. You were doing that earlier, too.'
It feels like she's just trying to drain my energy. I don't know if she had something to be spiteful about toward me.
'My thighs hurt.'
The road is long. I followed behind, trudging along with my shoulders slumped.
The one who came to my side was Yang Dami.
"Geez..."
It would be great if she just spoke nicely. With her fluttering bob cut and cool blue eyes. Even if it's in a slightly different direction, she's a 'younger sister' who gives me attention.
'Would it get better if I showered her with compliments?'
I glanced at Yang Dami. Yang Dami also responded immediately with a sharp voice.
"Why, what are you looking at?"
"I wasn't looking."
"You're doing it again."
Her lips are pouted as if she's been cut with pinking shears. Glaring with her eyes is typical of a fierce younger sister. Yet, Yang Dami was the one who wouldn't leave my side.
Yang Dami crossed her arms and grumbled.
"Hmph, what are you glaring at..."
She even said something I didn't understand.
"Are you looking at your younger sister's body? Geez..."
Yang Dami clicked her tongue, blocked my path, put her hands on her waist, and said,
"Hey, Yang Dajun."
"Why, why."
"Is that kind of body good!?"
What is it suddenly? She's shouting and screaming. I just blinked my eyes.
"What kind of body is good..."
"Yang Dajun, you saw Yurim unni's earlier. Is that good? Ha, I'm speechless?"
Ah...
I shook my head quickly.
"It's not."
"Geez, you're just obsessed with women. That's why you're on good terms with Yurim unni, right!?"
She has no intention of listening to me. She's pretty, but she's snapping at her oppa...
I approached Yang Dami.
"W, what!"
"Huu."
I spread my arms wide.
"Damn it, why are you coming here!"
She should have stepped back earlier. I stuck close to Yang Dami.
"Uh... y, you idiot. What are you doing!?"
"Huu, Yang Dami."
Yang Dami let out a final cry.
"Ack!"
But her voice was quickly buried. I had hugged my younger sister.
I lifted my head, met Yang Dami's eyes, and stood on my tiptoes slightly.
"Wh, what are you glaring at? Let go of this!?"
"Huuuu."
A 'younger sister' struggling...
I stroked her hair and said,
"Yang Dami, you're good too..."