The Room You Can't Leave Unless You Milk

I tie a black towel around my face to cover my eyes.

Since noona was embarrassed, I decided to cover my eyes and milk her breasts, but in reality, thanks to my clairvoyance, I could still see noona's body even with my eyes covered.

As a result, I ended up openly groping her breasts right in front of my eyes.

Joomulruk, joomulruk. Moolkyeongmoolkyeong.

How does a lump of human flesh...

move around like this?

It's soft and elastic, and the tips of her breasts are firm. They're beautifully shaped like water droplets. When I squeeze them tight, they swell up like they're about to burst, but since it's flesh, they never actually do.

If noona hadn't covered my eyes, I wouldn't have needed this whole process of groping around like I was confirming whether it was really her breasts.

The fact that I'm kneading her tits like this is entirely noona's fault.

I mean, I have to put on an act like I can't see her breasts.

I can't let it slip that I've been peeking at noona's tits with my clairvoyance all along.

So, I have to immerse myself in the act—pulling on her tits, stretching her nipples, cupping her breasts from below and shaking them to pretend I'm verifying if what I'm holding is really her boobs.

"Hey, it's the boobs, yeah! S-stop groping around already."

Noona flinched her shoulders, trying to escape my grasp.

But I persistently reached out and grabbed her breasts again.

I clutched both tits with both hands and kneaded them hard with my fingers.

Truth be told, the excuse about acting like I can't see because my eyes are covered is bullshit—I'm just loving the feel of noona's tits so much that I keep groping them.

The breasts I'd only ever secretly spied on.

The soft flesh I'd consciously tried not to look at.

Now that I was actually touching them with my hands, zing—a shock of electricity shot through my brain.

This is fucking satisfying.

Noona's tits. My step-sis Cha Hye-rin's boobs. They feel this goddamn good?

The more I touched them, the more I got lost in it, mindlessly groping away.

"Heyyy, stop it. D-don't grope like a fucking maniac."

Noona threw a tantrum, but since I was gripping her tits and holding firm, she couldn't pull her body back.

She just stayed there on her knees, tits thrust out, twitching as she endured my touch.

With my left hand, I squeezed her right tit hard, then with my right hand, I tugged on the nipple of her left tit—until noona rebelliously shook her waist hard, snapping me back to reality.

"Y-yeah, this is the boobs alright. Couldn't see a damn thing, took me forever to find 'em, whew."

I tried a lame, belated excuse.

"You... aren't you kneading way too much just 'cause you can't see? Ugh, so annoying."

"It's me who's uncomfortable not being able to see. If you hate it, untie the towel."

"Forget it. You've found where the boobs are, so just hold them now. I'll hold the glass bottle up."

"But is the breast milk coming out? Is any breast milk coming out right now?"

I lowered my hand and pinched her nipple with my fingers.

With clairvoyance, I could see no breast milk was coming out. Is it really not coming?

"Ow! G-gently! No breast milk yet!"

"Oh, no breast milk, huh. Sorry, can't see shit. So what do we do? Keep kneading until the breast milk comes out?"

In this room you can't leave unless you milk, I have to milk her breasts.

So doesn't that mean it's all on me—from kneading noona's tits to squeezing out the breast milk?

"Yeah, knead until the breast milk comes out. But not as hard as before—gently."

"Got it, I'll knead gently."

I groped her breasts with less force than before.

The sight right before my eyes was mesmerizing—every time I grabbed her tits, their shape deformed in fascinating ways. I twisted them this way and that while holding them, flipped my hands upside down to press my fingers from below upward, compressing the tits.

No matter how I touch them, it's so much fun.

At first, noona seemed burdened by my touch, pulling her breasts back and twitching a bit, but gradually she relaxed and started feeling ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my hands on her.

Since I'm going gently, it doesn't seem so bad for her.

Her face flushed red, she held her breath to stifle her ragged breathing escaping her mouth.

She glances at me with narrowed eyes, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠gauging my reaction.

Confirming again that my eyes are covered by the black towel and I can't see, she relaxes and lifts the corners of her mouth.

"Hng, huu."

She lets out a short moan and looks at my face, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠smiling like she's feeling good.

Honestly, it seems like noona likes my touch too.

She's got this lewd glint in her eyes.

It's the first time noona's looked at me with eyes like that. It feels like she's seducing me.

Fuck.

It's like I've secretly glimpsed the bitch-in-heat expression my step-sis was hiding.

I awkwardly lower my head and, pretending my position is uncomfortable, press my body closer to noona as I grope her tits.

"Ah! W-wait a sec."

Lost in rubbing her warm tits in my palms, oblivious to time passing, noona stopped me.

"Why?"

"Br-breast milk's coming out. So take your hands off the nipple."

"Like this?"

My palms had gotten slick from groping noona's tits.

I flipped my palm over to look—yep, a bit of breast milk smeared on it.

With clairvoyance, I can see noona's breast milk too.

Whoa, the texture. A bit thicker than milk? Definitely runnier than lotion.

I rubbed the breast milk on my palm between my middle and ring fingers. Even the feel of the breast milk is nice.

"Now I'll hold the glass bottle to my breast, so you squeeze out the breast milk."

Noona lifted the glass bottle and pressed its mouth against her breast.

Her round nipple and areola slipped smoothly into the glass bottle's opening, the protruding tip of her breast swelling up along with it.

A trickle of breast milk spread over the areola, making it glossy.

Fucking delicious-looking.

I admired the visible shape of her tit, then gripped noona's breast from the inside out in a big squeeze.

This should milk the breast milk out, right?

First, I pulled long on her left breast.

Chiiik—

I could see the breast milk squirting from the nipple tip.

With my clairvoyance, I could see noona's body and breast milk clearly, but the glass bottle was hazy—so the squirting milk looked like it was trapped in a transparent film, trickling down.

"Noona, is it working? Breast milk coming out?"

"Mm..."

I asked her directly to confirm once.

I could see the breast milk flowing, but noona doesn't know I'm seeing her body.

"Is it really working okay?"

Kkuuk, chiiiiik—

Fuck.

When I squeeze noona's tit with force, the breast milk sprays out like crazy.

This sense of conquest, satisfaction. I'm milking noona's tits.

"Aaang~"

As I milked her tit, noona let out a slutty moan—then flinched, looked at me in surprise, but relaxed again seeing my eyes covered.

Why's she so wary of her little bro?

Afraid I'll catch on that she likes me touching her?

I gripped noona's left breast with both hands to milk it, but my position started feeling uncomfortable.

Reaching out with my arms to grab and pull her tits took more effort than expected.

"Noona, let's change positions. This one's awkward."

"Mm, yeah? H-how're we changing?"

"Noona, come here."

I groped around and pulled her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠waist, drawing her into my arms.

Plop.

I hugged the noona now in my embrace and flipped her body around to reverse our direction.

From behind, I wrapped my right arm around noona's waist and gripped her left breast from inside out with my left hand.

"This position's better. Easier to know where the breasts are, no body shaking, so grabbing the tits is comfy too."

"R-really?"

Suddenly in a back-hug from me, noona's eyes went wide.

She tensed up completely, body rigid.

The scent of shampoo wafted from noona's hair under my chin, and her warm body heat pressed against me.

Thump thump.

My heart was pounding, and noona's heartbeat seemed huge too—the vibrations overlapped, blocking out all sound, leaving just the heat building up.

Pretending to be calm, I steadily groped her left tit with my left hand and her right tit with my right, wrapping my fingers around from below upward.

"Position's straight now, right? You okay with it, noona?"

"Mm, I'm fine."

Noona obediently nestled in my arms.

Normally, she'd never imagine me back-hugging her like this, but given the situation, she doesn't complain even as I hug her from behind and grope her tits.

If this weren't the room you can't leave unless you milk, but our house instead?

She'd freak out and bolt from my arms right away.

Calling me a crazy bastard for groping my noona's tits without permission.

Our step-sibling bond might end there.

A little bro lusting after his step-sis. Society wouldn't stand for it.

End result: catastrophe. I'd be hated by noona and the family, plus endure humiliating social backlash.

But somehow we've reached this point, so hugging noona and kneading her tits is my freedom now.

I gripped noona's tits vigorously.

Pshuuuk!

"Aaang! D-don't squeeze so hard. Ah, I haven't put the glass bottle to the breast yet. Squirting breast milk like that will spill all over the bed!"

Noona's voice turned pleading and desperate.

Seeing the breast milk I'd squeezed not just fill the glass bottle but spray into the air and splatter the bed made my lower half swell naturally.

My thickly engorged cock pressed against the ass of noona in my arms—thankfully, she just tensed her waist more guardedly without commenting on it.

She's probably overwhelmed by so much already that she doesn't even notice my dick against her ass.

"Sorry, can't see. You put the glass bottle back to the breast?"

I asked while pinching both nipples with my fingers.

"Take your fingers off. Let me attach the glass bottle."

"O-okay."

As I removed my fingers from her left hand, noona pressed the glass bottle back to her left breast.

In this more comfortable position, I pressed hard on her left breast with my left hand.

I squished noona's left tit a couple times, then pushed it forward while squeezing to milk it.

Chiiiiik—

Breast milk gushed out like a torrent, filling the glass bottle.

Once more.

Joomul joomul, chuuuk.

Chiiiiik—

If I couldn't see this with clairvoyance, I'd regret it for life, beating the ground.

Hugging noona—who always turned me on so much—gripping her tits and squeezing out breast milk with force.

Noona's breasts in my hands felt like a twist of fate, and her bursting breast milk looked like the most precious shooting stars.

Oh, my god. Right now, I held the world in my hands.

"Huuut."

Chiiiiik—chiiiiik—

Noona's pale pink nipples, swollen red. Breast milk flowed from their tips, filling the glass bottle each time, her breaths bursting out as she writhed.

I glanced down briefly, our eyes meeting—through clairvoyance, noona's eyes were glazed over in a daze.

Mouth agape like an idiot, spurting breast milk every time I gripped her tits.

Pshushuk! Chiik! Chiik!

Repeatedly pressing her tits filled the glass bottle with breast milk fast, and my right hand gripping her right tit was soaked in it.

Ah, did I milk the left too much? Breast milk's bursting from the right one too?

"Noona."

"Haa, haa."

"Noona, you okay? Feels like I've been pressing the left breast too long."

"Ah... Y-yeah. P-press the right one too."

Snapping to at my voice, noona removed the glass bottle from her left breast and attached it to the right.

I'd pressed the glass bottle so hard against her left tit that a round imprint from the rim stayed on her breast.

Fuck, my noona's so goddamn sexy.

I wedged my rock-hard cock between noona's ass cheeks and gripped her right tit, milking into the glass bottle.

Chiiiiik—

Chiiiiik—

Breast milk's coming out like crazy.

Is noona a fucking milk cow?

A virgin who hasn't even had sex once, and her breast milk flows this well?

"Noona, let's milk both breasts at once. Hold the glass bottle in the middle."

"Huh? How?"

I grabbed both of noona's tits and brought the nipples together in the center.

I roughly shoved both nipples into the glass bottle's mouth and milked.

"Huaaang—"

Breast milk gushed simultaneously from both tits.

I pressed my fingers from the base to the tips, squeezing the breast milk outward.

Tremble tremble.

Noona's body in my arms shook violently.

Unbearable milking climax.

The spot where my groin pressed against her ass grew hot.

Ah, I came. I came, but noona came too.