Chapter 17
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: Bath with Little Sister 2
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"Oppa, your body's so rock-hard. Totally different from a girl's."
Her delicate fingers glided over my body, rubbing gently.
Actually, I was the one who wanted to ask. Why are your hands so soft?
"Hey. Mi-so."
"Whaaat?"
"...Never mind."
My skin wasn't sensitive, so a washcloth would've been fine.
But I swallowed the words that had risen to my throat.
She wouldn't listen anyway.
And... it felt good with her hands.
"Oppa. Anywhere itchy?"
"Nah. I'm good."
Truth be told, everywhere her hands touched tickled.
Her soft, smooth hands scrubbed my back clean.
Could there be any greater luxury?
After lathering foam over my shoulders and back, Mi-so hugged me from behind.
"Heave-ho."
"......"
The soft give of her breasts pressing into my back.
I'd groped Mi-so's chest under the excuse of washing it before, but this felt entirely different.
With her arms wrapped around me, Mi-so's hands roamed back and forth over my chest and stomach.
Naturally, her breasts rubbed against my back.
The plush sensation of her full breasts.
And at their tips, the stiff peaks poking into my skin.
Even her hands weren't just washing anymore.
Mi-so's touch was lewd.
Where had she learned this? She caressed my chest and sides like she was teasing them.
"Hey. Mi-so."
"Yeees~? Whaaat~?♡"
I knew I should say something, but I had no idea what.
Mi-so shot back with shameless innocence.
"Oppa. I heard guys have sensitive spots on their chests too. How about you?"
Sensitive spots. So Mi-so was doing this on purpose.
It tickled, yet stung with electric pleasure—hard to put into words.
"......Dunno."
Hard to say outright.
Admitting it felt good from her hands was embarrassing.
"Doesn't feel like anything?"
"A little... ticklish."
Her fingers brushed over my nipples one by one.
A feather-light touch.
I had to grit my teeth to stifle a moan.
"What about... here?"
"Ugh......"
Mi-so wasn't even pretending anymore.
Her hand slid down, grazing my dick.
My already throbbing erection twitched at the slight touch.
Seeing my hips buck, Mi-so giggled happily.
"Hehe. Feels good, right Oppa?"
"Mi-so, wait a sec......"
"No waiting~! Gotcha♡"
Mi-so hugged my waist from behind and wrapped both hands around my dick.
With foamy hands, she squeezed from base to tip.
"Ugh. Ah......"
"Feels good?"
"...Yeah. Feels good."
"Not too rough?"
"N-No, it's fine."
I forced back the moans trying to escape.
Her soft hands slick with body wash felt incredible.
My pent-up erection wept pre-cum in joy at her stimulation.
"Kinda awkward from back here. Mind if I switch to the front?"
Mi-so moved in front of me.
Sitting on the bath stool, her eye level matched my dick perfectly.
From there, she started properly pleasuring it.
"Like it this way? Or like this?"
She gripped it with both hands, twisting them in circles or stroking long up and down.
All while looking up at me innocently, gauging my reactions.
I didn't know what felt good or bad.
Whatever Mi-so did just built pleasure.
"How's that? Feels good, Oppa?♡"
She kept asking the same thing.
She could tell from my face.
I nodded vigorously instead.
"You made me feel good too, so I'll return the favor♡"
Her voice dripped with affection.
My beloved little sister.
Pleasure swelled my heart with love.
"Mi-so......"
"Yeah? What is it, Oppa? Want me to do something?"
I dropped to my knees on the floor, matching her eye level.
Mi-so's eyes went wide at my sudden move.
"O-Oppa?"
Her face drew close.
I closed my eyes and leaned in carefully.
Chuu.
Mi-so froze, still gripping my dick tight.
I pulled back slightly.
Was that okay?
Did the sudden kiss startle her?
Mi-so stayed still, eyes shut.
Her long lashes trembled faintly.
"O-Oppa, one more time......"
Her voice begged like a thirsty soul craving water.
I kissed her again, two, three times.
Sucking on her plump little lips.
Chwup, chuut.
"Oppa... haup, chup...♡"
I was clumsy too, and so was she.
Excited by her first kiss, Mi-so lunged wildly.
I recalled Mom's kissing lessons and matched her rhythm.
Churup, chuuu......
After a bit, Mi-so calmed.
She learned to savor it slowly.
I pulled back slightly.
"Mi-so. Your hands."
"Ah, yeah, sorry Oppa......♡"
I was close to cumming.
Kissing was great, but her hands had stopped.
At my nudge, Mi-so resumed with a dazed look.
Her grip was weaker, like she'd gone limp.
But the kiss made up for it.
"Chup, chwup, haup...♡"
Mi-so devoured my lips.
Sucking eagerly.
Her hot breath tickled my cheek.
She seemed used to kissing now, so I tried the next step: tongue.
I slipped my tongue between her parted lips into her mouth.
Mi-so startled and tried to pull back.
But I held her nape, keeping her in place.
I coaxed her timid tongue with mine.
She panicked, unsure.
I got it—I'd been the same.
Gently, I tapped her tongue tip with mine.
It's okay. No need to be scared.
Just makes us both feel good.
Her tongue rose hesitantly.
I rubbed the root—the spot that felt best from before.
"Hng...♡"
Her body shivered.
After licking it a few times, she attacked my tongue root.
Our tongues tangled, swirling.
Mi-so's tongue was soft and warm.
And shockingly bold.
"Chwup, Oppa, Oppaa...♡"
Aroused, she pressed closer.
Kneeling on the bathroom floor, I had nowhere to go and ended up on my back.
Cold tiles on my back—not unbearable.
Mi-so pinned me from above, showering me with tongue kisses.
"Chwup, churuup♡ Haup...♡"
Naturally, her hands left my dick.
But her slick slit pressed right against my standing erection.
Moist, soft flesh on my dick.
Realizing what it meant, my mind snapped alert.
"Mi-so, hold on."
"Hua......?♡"
I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her off mid-kiss.
Mi-so looked down at me blankly.
"We can't put it in."
I mustered my last shreds of reason.
That was the final line we couldn't cross.
Mi-so paused, then understood and nodded with a small smile.
"......Okay♡"
Then she started moving her hips.
Twirling.
Her dance-trained waist twisted flexibly.
"Ah......"
Hands on my chest, she ground her hips.
Her wet pussy rubbed along my dick.
It was pseudo-sex—just no penetration.
My brain tricked itself into thinking she was riding me.
"Haa, Oppa♡ Sun-hu Oppa♡"
Mi-so gazed down seductively, calling my name over and over.
Her touch, voice, expression—all drove me wild.
I raced up the stairs to climax.
"Ah."
No time to warn her.
I came.
"Ah♡"
Trapped between her pussy and my stomach.
I felt the warm semen spill over my abs.
Mi-so realized too.
"It's hot... This is Oppa's cum...?"
She helped milk it out, slowly grinding.
When it stopped, she scooped the white goo from her pussy with a finger.
"So weird. This makes babies, huh♡"
Mi-so played with the sticky cum between her fingers, stretching it.
Snapping out of my post-nut haze, I got up and rinsed her hands and crotch with warm water.
"Aw, I wanted to play with it more!"
"That's dirty. You don't play with that stuff."
"Hmph."
Mi-so pouted but took my hand.
"Oppa. Let's get in the tub. It's cold out here after so long."
The bathtub was already filled with warm water.
I sank into the warm water.
It felt like it was replenishing the moisture my body had lost.
"Huuu......♡"
Mi-so sighed contentedly too.
"You felt good too, right Oppa?"
She wrapped her arms around my neck and clung close.
Thankfully, my dick was on cooldown, limp and spent.
"Yeah. Felt amazing."
No need to say it twice.
But it wasn't all bliss.
After cumming came the guilt.
I'd ended up touching my little sister too.
Like I'd tricked and defiled her innocence.
Her fans would kill me if they knew.
"Oppa. From now on, kiss me every time we do it."
"That's..."
"You got it? You kissed me whenever you wanted today. That's your punishment."
Punishment for kissing means more kissing?
Tricky, but yeah—I'd stolen her lips without asking.
I had to nod to her "punishment" (reward?).
"Oppa. Wanna go on a date next time?"
Mi-so said it casually.
"A date?"
"Yeah. Eat yummy food, watch a movie. I'll pick out your clothes too."
"Uh... I'm not sure..."
"Why? We've never gone out just the two of us. C'mon? It'll be fun."
Her eyes sparkled with expectation, dazzling me.
......Honestly, I didn't want to.
Crowds make me awkward; I can't even talk to strangers.
If I had an episode, it'd drag Mi-so down too.
Plus, as a celebrity, she'd get recognized.
Nothing good could come of it.
"Hat, glasses, mask—no one'll recognize us. So let's go, okay?"
"No, still..."
Mi-so knew exactly what worried me.
It might help me adapt to society.
But risking harm to her made it hard to agree.
"I'll clear next week off. We'll go then. Promise?"
"......Okay. I'll think about it."
Her eager face made "no" impossible.
"You better! For real! If you bail that day, I'll never see you again!"
"......I'll think about it."
Satisfied, Mi-so beamed.
A date with Mi-so...... God, please let nothing go wrong.
I sighed deeply to shake off the rising anxiety.