Chapter 119
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 119
Chapter Title: Morning with Little Sister 2
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The song came to an end.
"Recording's done!"
Mi-so brought over the camera she'd just finished filming with.
"Oppa, let's check it out together."
I sat back down next to her on the piano bench.
We reviewed the footage on the small display.
"Oppa, did I come out cute?"
"Yeah. You're beautiful. Really."
"Ehehe."
There was no need to even ask.
Mi-so was adorable.
She'd always been cute, but especially today.
"I think I come out even cuter when I'm with you, Oppa."
Well... In my eyes, she's always cute.
Mi-so dancing in her school uniform cosplay? That was cuteness +30%.
She brimmed with energy and vitality.
Maybe it was because she put her heart into it, like she said. Or maybe it was just the uniform effect.
I had no idea how many views Jin-i had stolen from her.
But with this Mi-so, she'd definitely take them back.
As we watched the video, Mi-so wriggled into my arms.
She settled right onto my lap.
Mi-so had always loved that spot.
As if my knee was her reserved seat.
Whenever I sat down, she'd climb onto my lap.
I loved feeling her body heat so close.
Though... back then, I was always worried it'd get hard down there.
If it did, it'd press right up against her.
Now, though, no such worries. It felt great.
I rested my chin on Mi-so's shoulder and peered at the screen beyond.
"Oppa."
"Yeah?"
"Was it fun doing it with Jin-i?"
My heart skipped a beat.
"...Why do you ask out of the blue?"
"Jin-i was bragging about it. Said you were amazing to her. But you're my oppa—why's she talking like you're hers?"
Mi-so seemed a little pouty.
But if she were really upset, she wouldn't have brought it up at all.
Asking like this out of nowhere? She just wanted some attention.
"I was nice to her because she's your friend. Nothing special about Jin-i herself."
"Really?"
"Of course."
I wrapped my arms tightly around Mi-so from behind.
Jin-i's flat as a board anyway.
In my eyes, Mi-so was 200 times cuter than Jin-i.
But what was that girl bragging about?
And who said I was being extra nice?
Was that supposed to be 'nice'?
Jin-i's got some weird ideas.
"...By the way."
"Huh? What's up, Oppa?"
"Do you girls share everything like that?"
"Yeah, we share it all."
"Wait, even Seo-ah and A know?"
"Yep. Jin-i told us when we were all together."
Ugh.
Seo-ah I get, but I haven't even met A yet.
And they're all sharing stories like that.
At least she didn't tell them about Mom or Sis, right?
We agreed it was our secret, just the three of us.
"...You didn't mention Mom or Sis, did you?"
"Oppa, I do have some tact, you know."
"Yeah... Good. Thanks."
I'm the one in the wrong here, doing things I can't be proud of.
Mi-so seemed satisfied, leaning the back of her head against my chest and turning back to the screen.
I focused on the video again too.
But being like this... my body's starting to itch all over.
Here, there, everywhere.
Her skin against mine, her scent filling my nose.
I couldn't focus on the screen anymore.
"Oppa. If you wanna touch, go ahead."
Mi-so whispered, guiding my hand to her chest.
Softness yielded under the uniform-like fabric.
...Truth is, I'd been hesitating since earlier.
Something about the uniform made it feel awkward to touch.
It clung so tight—did she notice my thoughts?
Or maybe to Mi-so, my feelings are obvious anyway.
"Yeah..."
I slowly kneaded her breast while kissing her cheek.
A faint sweaty scent wafted up.
She'd danced and sung so hard, after all.
It was that healthy sweat unique to young women.
I kissed from her cheek down to her neck with soft smacks.
"Oppa... No marks."
I knew that much.
Another weird rumor about Mi-so would be a disaster.
"Ah... Oppa..."
Mi-so slowly rocked her hips.
Drawing ∞ shapes on my thigh.
Naturally, my dick stiffened.
She knew it too.
Rubbing right up against her ass in real time.
"Oooh."
As I let out a sound, Mi-so looked up at me with a playful grin.
Hmph. Two can play that game.
I slipped my hand under her skirt.
"Ah!"
Mi-so spread her legs to make it easier.
I found the spot over her bloomers where her clit should be.
Traced ∞ there with my finger.
"Ahh!"
One hand on her breast, one on her pussy.
I felt Mi-so's body heat all over me.
"Oppa. Kiss."
That's what was missing.
I pressed my lips to hers as she turned.
"Mmm, smack. Ahh. Mwah mwah."
Her sweet breath tickled my cheek.
"Oppa, ah, Oppa..."
How could she be this cute?
How could she be this lovable?
"Aang!"
I sucked her tongue and slipped my hand inside her bloomers.
Mi-so's entrance was already burning hot.
I rubbed up and down along the vertical slit.
Her juices soaked my fingers.
"Oppa, haang!"
I gently caressed her pussy.
Prepping it for my dick.
"Oppa, put it in, right now!"
I couldn't hold back anymore either.
My dick, tormented by her teasing ass, was furious.
My dick wanted revenge.
To make the girl who teased it cry out in pleasure.
I hurriedly stripped off my pants and underwear. Mi-so ditched her bloomers and panties too.
This time, she straddled me face-to-face.
"Haa, aaaah..."
Mi-so wrapped her arms around my neck and slowly lowered her hips.
My upright dick pierced straight into her pussy.
She winced like it hurt.
But it wasn't just pain.
Pleasure overshadowed the ache.
"Hee!"
Mi-so settled fully onto my thighs.
Meaning she'd taken me as deep as possible.
"Mi-so! You okay?"
Mi-so's pussy was tight and shallow.
Fitting me all in was physically impossible.
But she did it.
Pushing her cervix aside with my dick, creating space that wasn't there.
Her pussy clenched around me in protest at the strain.
"...Yeah. I'm good. My belly's full of you, Oppa."
Mi-so let out a sigh and smiled.
She used to hate it when I went that deep, saying it hurt.
Now she could even joke about it.
Since her first time, we'd made love several times already.
And each time, Mi-so improved.
The little sister who'd bled and cried in pain.
With every round, she bloomed more as a woman.
Like a bud bursting open.
Nourished by my dick's nutrients and watered by my semen, the flower called Mi-so grew.
"Ah, ah, Oppaaa—."
Her pained grimace held a flush of lust.
Mi-so hugged my body and moved her hips.
Drawing ∞.
Rotating them with my dick still inside.
"Haa, haa, haa."
Her cervix ground against my glans, her walls massaged my shaft.
My dick savored the gentle pleasure inside her.
No need for rough pounding—satisfaction was plenty.
My lovable little sister.
I kissed her and slipped in my tongue.
"Mmm. Oppaaa. Smack mwah."
We embraced, caressing each other's tongues.
I sucked hers; she sucked mine.
I wanted to press even closer to Mi-so.
Skin to skin.
Our clothes were in the way.
But it was her rare school uniform cosplay.
Taking it off felt like a shame.
Even during sex, I wrestled with that luxurious dilemma.
"If you want, I'll wear it for you anytime."
As if reading my mind.
Mi-so whispered seductively with a sultry smile.
Demons corrupt humans.
By offering irresistible temptations.
And claiming their souls in return.
"Thanks. But I'm good."
If I accepted that offer.
I'd lose my soul for sure.
Endless sex marathons with cosplay Mi-so every day.
Sounds like a dream life, but I had other things to do.
"What I love is Mi-so in the uniform, not the uniform on Mi-so."
Not the line from a guy who'd just been debating whether to undress her.
But sometimes, a man has to say it.
"Oppa..."
We kissed like we wanted to devour each other.
Helped each other out of our tops.
Finally naked, we shared our love.
Face-to-face, bodies glued tight, becoming one.
Our temperatures mixed, saliva mingled, bodies intertwined.
"Haa, haa Oppa, aha, Oppaa."
Mi-so, even more aroused, clung to me and worked her waist.
Her upper body pinned to mine, only her hips pistoning up and down.
She used her flexibility to lavish pleasure on me.
Soon, she climaxed mid-motion, shuddering to a stop.
But I was still good to go.
This time, I bucked my hips up into her.
"Aang! Ahang!"
Mi-so clung to me, moaning.
Her disheveled black hair whipped around.
She looked like a work of art.
"Oppaaa! Harder! Harder!"
Mi-so had grown to say things like that.
I felt proud as her brother.
I had to live up to her expectations.
I laid Mi-so out longways on the piano bench.
Switched to missionary.
Held her legs and started thrusting.
"Aaah! Oppa!"
I launched into intense pistoning.
Twice the speed of face-to-face.
Mi-so screamed, swept away in a storm of pleasure.
Screech screech screech.
Even the sturdy luxury piano bench creaked ominously.
The craftsman made it tough, but not for sex.
"Aaaang! Aaaaang!"
Mi-so hit her second climax in seconds.
I quickly decided to move to the bed.
Wouldn't want the bench breaking.
"Ahh, Oppaaa..."
I scooped up Mi-so, half out of it, and carried her to the bed.
This time, doggy-style.
Not on all fours—flat on her stomach.
She looked exhausted.
Just relax this time.
I slid my dick into the hole visible under her ass and started thrusting.
Slap slap slap slap!
My lower abs smacked her plump cheeks.
"Haaaah—"
Mi-so gripped the sheets and moaned.
In this position, her ass acted like a breakwater.
Kept my dick from going too deep.
Perfect for Mi-so, who still felt pain inside.
"Aaaah—"
Lust thickened in her voice.
And I was nearing my limit too.
"Mi-so. Gonna cum."
"Ugh, cum in me Oppa! Inside! Inside!"
I laid my hand over hers, lacing our fingers.
Timing her third orgasm.
I pinned her body with mine and ejaculated deep inside.
"Ahaaaa—!"
Mi-so under me let out a long scream.
Her body went rigid from head to toe.
I slowly pumped back and forth, milking out my load.
Her orgasmic tremors transmitted through me.
"Haa, aaaa..."
Mi-so went limp at the end of her cry.
"Mi-so, thanks. That was incredible."
I kissed the back of her head.
No response.
She was already asleep.
She always crashes out at the end with me.
How tired must she have been.
How overworked at her agency.
That place is no good.
Time to give them a complaint call.
Refreshed after cumming, I lay down beside Mi-so.
Decided to nap with her for a bit.
Sis was scheduled for the afternoon.
Needed to recover even a little.
"Sleep well."
Next to Mi-so, sleeping with a happy face,
I drifted off happily too.