Chapter 23
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: My Little Sister's Special Service
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“Nice shot.”
I was cheering for my older sister on from the living room while watching TV.
She'd landed her second shot on the par-4 hole right on the green. If she played it right, a birdie was definitely in reach.
『Player Jin So-young is looking sharp today, isn't she?』
『Yes. She's been on fire ever since her win at the Jeju Open last time.』
『She had a pretty long slump before that, though.』
『That's right. If she sinks this putt, Jin So-young will take sole possession of the lead at 7-under. Could be back-to-back wins.』
『Tough putt, though. Jin So-young is carefully reading the green.』
After studying the green's slope for a good while, my sister finally took her stance next to the ball.
And then... tok.
She tapped the ball lightly with her putter, and it rolled for what felt like forever before dropping straight into the cup.
“Yes!”
I clenched my fist tight.
『Yes! It drops! What a long putt for Jin So-young.』
『Her focus is incredible today.』
『Jin So-young jumps to first place at 7-under. Second-place Kang Hye-seon must be feeling the pressure now.』
On screen, my sister flashed a big smile and waved to the cheering gallery.
My sister was amazing, as always.
Sure, she did some baffling stuff at home sometimes, but out on the course, she was the picture of a pro.
...If only she'd cut back on teasing me a bit.
But she probably had a ton of stress too, so maybe it couldn't be helped.
If picking on me helped her vent and stay sharp for her games, then I'd just have to accept my fate.
“Oppa! Check this out!”
That's when Mi-so stormed over, sounding pretty pissed off as her footsteps thudded against the floor.
She was holding her smartphone.
“Huh? What is it?”
“This. A fan cam from the college festival.”
I switched off the TV on reflex and took Mi-so's phone from her.
The video site I used all the time was already open on her screen.
I tapped play, and a fan cam shot on a personal camera by some audience member started rolling.
Mi-so's group was a sexy-concept idol act, with plenty of revealing outfits and intense choreography.
Which meant clips like this often caught straight-up skirt shots.
Even if she was wearing shorts underneath, it had to feel gross for the person involved.
“Oppa, isn't this too much? Right?”
“Uh, yeah. Kinda over the line.”
“Right? I told my manager, but she said just leave it. Said it brings in fans. What the hell? It's so annoying.”
Mi-so crossed her arms and started grumbling.
I gave her a wry smile and tried to respond.
“Mi-so, don't stress too much over stuff like this. The guy who filmed it probably did it 'cause he likes you, right? And the comments are all praising you.”
I threw out whatever reassuring words I could think of to cheer her up.
Mi-so eyed me suspiciously.
“Hmm~ So, what'd you think, Oppa? What went through your head watching it?”
“Me? I don't know much about this stuff, but I thought you looked super cool and awesome.”
“Ugh, watch it properly and tell me. Don't just say random crap.”
“I did watch it...”
“Then watch it to the end first. Then we talk.”
In the end, I had to sit there and watch the whole fan cam.
Like my older sister, Mi-so turned into a total charisma machine on stage—nothing like the spoiled brat she was off it.
Powerful moves, seductive expressions. Hard to believe it was the same girl whining next to me.
The four-minute song wrapped up, and auto-play kicked in the next fan cam.
“Okay, saw it all. You're incredible.”
“That's it?”
“Super cool, full of charisma.”
“Sexy?”
“Uh? Yeah, sexy.”
“Did it make you hard?”
“...Huh?”
“Did you get a boner, Oppa?”
“N-No, I...”
No one could answer a question like that easily, me included.
Mi-so grinned mischievously and pressed up against me.
Maybe because I'd been watching the video, she suddenly looked like someone else entirely.
“Oppa, keep watching the next one.”
“O-Okay...”
I turned back to the phone screen like she told me.
Mi-so glued herself to my arm. The shampoo scent from her hair was distracting.
The new clip showed Mi-so dancing to another song.
Outfit was different, but still super revealing.
“How's it looking, Oppa?”
Her whisper right in my ear.
Warm breath tickled inside, sending chills down my spine.
“Uh, y-yeah, looks cool.”
“Sexy?”
“...”
“Well? Tell me.”
“M-Mi-so, hold on.”
Her hand, resting on my thigh, started sliding toward my crotch.
I'd been fighting it off as best I could, but once she touched me there, my dick swelled up fast.
“H-Hey, Mi-so.”
“Eyes on the screen, Oppa.”
“Y-Yeah...”
“Don't think of me as your little sister. Pretend I'm the idol on screen.”
Her sweet voice tickled my eardrum.
The Mi-so on screen and the one next to me were the same person.
I knew that in my head, but she really did seem like two different people.
Heavy makeup, sexy clothes, flashy performance.
Screen Mi-so felt like she belonged to another world.
But that same Mi-so was fondling my dick in real life.
It felt utterly surreal.
“Ah.”
“Ack.”
Mi-so nibbled my ear—with her lips, not teeth.
She licked my earlobe with her tongue or chewed gently on the outer edge.
It was a weird pleasure, different from her hand on my dick. My spine shivered.
“How's this, Oppa?”
“Th-That's a bit...”
“Feels weird? You like it?”
“Ngh...”
Her tongue slipped into my ear.
She swirled it around in there, a spot I never really felt much from.
“Ah, uh...”
Did people actually get off on this?
Was I weird, or was this normal? My whole body felt like one big erogenous zone.
I hunched my shoulders, bracing for Mi-so's endless assault.
After sucking and licking my ear forever, she finally pulled away, seemingly satisfied.
But that was just prep for the next phase.
“Oppa, lift your hips. Gotta take off your pants.”
“M-Mi-so.”
“Hurry.”
My weak willpower couldn't resist the pleasure she offered.
I raised my butt, and she yanked my pants and underwear down to my knees in one go.
My rock-hard dick sprang free.
“Keep watching the screen, Oppa.”
She reminded me again.
I nodded blankly, like I was hypnotized.
On screen, Mi-so stared straight at me as she danced.
She was looking at the camera, but it felt like eye contact with me.
Like a predator eyeing prey, she licked her lips.
And right then, Mi-so licked my dick.
“Ah...”
Chills raced up my spine.
Lick, lick.
Mi-so rubbed my shaft with her small hand while her tongue teased the head.
“Ah, wow.”
Where'd she learn this?
I couldn't focus on the phone anymore.
Her teasing ramped up.
Not just licking the outside—she started sucking the tip into her mouth.
Slurp, slurp♡
“Ah, Mi-so, ngh...”
Watching an idol video while getting a blowjob from the idol herself.
What a luxurious service.
And she wasn't just sucking mechanically.
Mi-so kept improving on the fly.
She figured out exactly where and how to touch to make me happiest.
Insane learning curve. I was totally conquered in seconds.
The song on screen was building to its climax.
And so was I.
“M-Mi-so, I'm... gonna cum soon...”
I stroked her head, hoping she'd let up.
I could feel the semen lining up, ready to burst.
Wouldn't last much longer.
But Mi-so doubled down, sucking even harder.
At this rate, I'd blow right in her mouth like I did with my older sister.
I knew that wasn't ideal, but I couldn't hold back.
“M-Mi-so, ahh...”
I'd held out as long as I could. The semen burst out like it was busting down a door.
Like a volcano erupting.
That release, that satisfaction—indescribable.
I kept pumping cum into Mi-so's mouth as she sucked.
But right in the middle of that blissful orgasm...
Something totally unexpected happened.
“Sun-hu. Have you seen Mi-so?”
“M-Mom?!"
I smashed the phone's power button and whipped my head around.
Mom was standing at the living room entrance, looking at me.
My heart felt like it was gonna leap out of my chest.
Mi-so froze mid-motion.
“What's with the jump? You okay?”
“N-No, just... surprised, that's all.”
Even I could hear the tremor in my voice.
Mi-so was still sucking my dick, and I'd just cum in her mouth.
We were totally busted.
“Oh? Haven't seen Mi-so around?”
“Uh, y-yeah, isn't she in her room?”
“Not there. Weird.”
But Mom didn't seem to spot her.
Mi-so had her head buried in my crotch, bent over at the waist.
From Mom's angle, the sofa back might've been blocking the view.
But a couple steps closer, and we'd be done for.
Thump, thump.
My heartbeat pounded in my ears.
I could feel Mi-so tensing up with my dick still in her mouth.
Mom tilted her head and smacked her lips.
“Alright... If you see Mi-so, tell her Mom's looking for her?”
“Yeah, got it.”
Just those few words took every ounce of soul I had to play it cool.
And it worked—Mom turned and left without a second glance.
“Huuu...”
Once I heard her door close, I let out a massive sigh.
Felt like a decade got shaved off my life.
Meanwhile, Mi-so was still face-down between my legs, shoulders shaking with laughter.
“Haha, ahahaha!”
“You're something else. You can laugh right now?”
We could've been in deep shit if she'd seen.
Her guts to crack up in a moment like this left me chuckling despite myself.
“Oh man, hilarious. Look at this, Oppa. Yours got all cute and tiny.”
Sure enough, my dick had shriveled from the tension.
Mi-so was toying with it, calling it adorable.
After cumming hard and the scare, it wasn't perking up no matter how she touched it.
“Haa... Mi-so, quit messing around and go find Mom. Sounded like something's up.”
“Yeah. But first, gotta brush my teeth. Your cum's all over my mouth now. Bleh.”
“S-Sorry. Couldn't help it in the moment.”
“Nah. Tasted bad, but wasn't awful, Oppa. Tell me if you want more next time. Anytime.”
“Ngh.”
Mi-so mimed sucking with her hand, then hopped off the sofa.
She shook her hips happily as she headed to the bathroom.
Next time... There a next time?
I couldn't taint Mi-so with my desires. She was my one and only little sister.
That hollow moral flashed in my mind, then vanished.
The family barriers inside me were crumbling fast. I'd already crossed lines with Mom, my older sister, and now Mi-so too. Part of me was already looking forward to the "next" she mentioned.
How far would I go? What waited at the end of this lust?
I shook my head to chase away the vague anxiety.