The Older Sister's Desperate Plea
"Really, it won't go in... I'm dying, I'm really dying...!"
I was completely drunk. So all my actions, at least in Park Ah-young's eyes, must have seemed like nothing more than drunken habits or sleep-talking.
"Uh, uh... Ah, Ki-Kim Do-hyun... You, you...!"
Even so, her voice was clearly startled. No wonder—my hand wasn't being subtle in the slightest. My palm was cupping Park Ah-young's breast, perfectly covering that soft, yielding curve.
"Mmm..."
This time the movement was deliberate. My fingertips slowly kneaded and squeezed the soft flesh, rolling it gently.
"Ah, ah... Wh-what... Ahng, hng, hng...!"
A cute, breathy moan escaped her. Park Ah-young's voice was high and sweet as she belatedly reached down to push my hand away from her chest.
"Th-this is weird... Don't... Don't do that...!"
She tried to pull my hand off, but I clung to her like a leech, refusing to let go.
"You! Y-you're not actually sleeping, are you?! You, ah, you're not sleeping!!"
Because I'd been so obvious with my groping, Park Ah-young finally started to suspect something. Still, I silently burrowed deeper into her embrace.
"Hng... haa..."
I put on a convincing show of being drunk and half-asleep. It wasn't much of an act anyway—I really was halfway gone, so brazenly continuing like this made me look exactly like someone who'd passed out from drinking.
"Ah, r-really!"
She looked genuinely troubled and tried to squirm away, but I only pressed closer, burying my face deeper into her chest.
"Wh-what is this... Go away... Ah, I know you're not sleeping...!"
I pushed my head between her arm and side, using her arm as a pillow while I comfortably settled in.
"Hng..."
"Ah, shit... You, your hand! Right now! Stop, stop touching me like that!"
Her voice trembled, but it wasn't fear I felt. Excitement radiated from her. I could sense her racing heartbeat through the thin fabric, and her shaky voice was thick with moisture.
"I-it's touching down there too... It's, it's poking me..."
This was deliberate grinding. My erect cock rubbed against the side of her thigh, the head sliding over her clothes in slow, deliberate strokes.
Swish— swish— swish—
The sensation of skin brushing skin was completely different from just stroking myself. I already knew how soft a woman's body could be, and Park Ah-young's was no exception—her inner flesh was growing hot and slick.
"Kyaa, kyaaang!"
A cute little scream. She was completely losing her mind as my hand slipped inside her clothes.
"You, you're really not sleeping, are you?!"
Park Ah-young panicked at the hand crawling beneath her top and grabbed my wrist, but it did her no good.
"...You started this first."
"U-uhp!"
The moment I spoke, her entire body jolted like an earthquake had hit.
"You, you, you—!"
"Shh. Eun-ji will wake up."
"...You, right now! Wh-what did you just say?!"
It might have been a ridiculous misunderstanding—something about Eun-ji being too much for her, that she could never take it. Either way, it was an amusing misunderstanding for me. So I decided to lean into it.
"...Th-that hand! Take your hand out!!"
She kept her voice as low as possible, terrified her little sister might notice. The frantic trembling in her eyes was almost palpable.
"Where are you touching?!"
Her breasts were in a completely different league from Park Eun-ji's—so different that comparing them felt pointless. If anything, it was the gap between featherweight and heavyweight. But that comparison didn't matter. Each had its own appeal. Park Ah-young's breasts were the same. When I pushed her loose bra up, the soft, yielding flesh welcomed my hand.
"You, are you actually insane...? Eun-ji is right there, and you're... ah, ahng!"
Her nipples were tiny, like grains of millet. I pinched the small bud between my thumb and forefinger and gave it a firm twist.
"You, you're making a mistake! You haven't sobered up yet! I'm, I'm not Eun-ji...!"
She was being too loud. I swung one leg over the noisy girl and pinned her down.
"Just stay quiet for a bit, okay?"
"N-no... Hey, Kim Do-hyun. Aren't you listening to me right now...? Get a hold of yourself, ahng!"
My knee pressed between her legs, rubbing firmly against the soft mound there.
Swish— swish— swish—
"Ah, seriously... What are you doing...? Don't, don't do this... Please?"
Realizing force wouldn't work, she tried to talk me down instead. But I had no intention of listening. I yanked her top all the way up and buried my face in her bare breasts.
"Kyaaht!"
She frantically tried to pull the flipped-up shirt back down with her hands.
"Ah, ha, don't... Don't do it..."
The way she kept saying "don't" only made me want to do it more. That contrarian urge stirred inside me.
"Mmm... slurp... suck..."
"Ah, hng... Wh-what is this... Ahng, hng... Hng!"
Her resistance was nothing like Park Eun-ji's. Her body and personality were completely different to begin with. I had a feeling Park Ah-young wouldn't be able to stop me no matter what I did—and I was right.
"Even if you suck like that! Ah, nothing's coming out...!"
They say smaller breasts are more sensitive. I'd always thought it was just internet nonsense, but Park Ah-young's reaction—and the way her body convulsed afterward—made it seem entirely plausible.
"Ki-Kim Do-hyun! This is really—!!"
Her body shook violently. The reaction was so intense that she arched her hips high enough to lift my leg off the bed.
"Kk, kkng!!"
It sounded like she was struggling to breathe. Park Ah-young threw her head back, convulsing hard.
"Haa! Ha, haaak! Ha, hng... Haa...!"
Heavy, ragged breaths followed. The hot air washed over my face, making one side of it burn.
Then her body dropped with a soft thud. She twitched once, twice, before going limp and sprawled out.
Swish— swish—
"Ah, aa..."
That brief opening was all I needed. I didn't hesitate. In one smooth motion, I yanked Park Ah-young's shorts down.
"Ah, no... Hey, Kim Do-hyun... This, this really isn't okay..."
She tried to stop me, but it was far too late for that.
"...Hng!"
It was different from Park Eun-ji. Unlike her smooth, hairless pussy, Park Ah-young's was wet and adorned with soft, damp curls that brushed against me invitingly.
"Th-there, you can't...!"
Too late. My hand was already parting that wet patch of hair.
Squish— squish— squish—
"Hng! Ha, hng!"
Park Eun-ji's lips had been plump and meaty. Park Ah-young's were slimmer, more delicate, like a model's figure.
"What if you put it in there?!"
My fingers slid between her folds. They were slick with her juices, yet still tightly closed, refusing to let me in.
The situation felt familiar. But she was a college student with a pretty face—there was no way she could still be a virgin, right? My suspicion was reasonable. After all, if she weren't, she wouldn't have stripped me while I slept and rubbed herself against my cock.
It was strange. It shouldn't have been possible, yet Park Ah-young's reactions were almost identical to her sister's.
"I-I'm a virgin!!"
"Ah..."
"I, I said it's my first time!"
Sisters—one a notorious delinquent, the other a college student—both still virgins? In this day and age, it was almost unbelievable. And yet it was happening to me.
Squish— squish— squish— squish—
"Hng! Hng, ha!"
My hand didn't stop. I kept tormenting her folds, searching for her clit and rubbing it as it began to swell.
"Ah, aaang! Ha! Hng! Hng!"
Panting, Park Ah-young clamped her thighs around my hand. The trembling of her pussy grew more and more lewd, her moans turning desperate. Soon, with wet squelching sounds, she squirted over my fingers.
"Cr-crazy... I, right now... Ah, aaang..."
Her voice was thick with self-loathing. Post-orgasm clarity had hit her hard, and she was left groaning alone in shame.
"You, really... What are you going to do now...? How are you going to look at me after this...?"
"......"
I said nothing. I simply spread her trembling legs wide open, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Ah, aa..."
Just like she had done to me earlier, I pressed my erect cock against her lower belly.
"Ah, no... Really, it won't go in... I'm dying, I'm really dying...!"
The length easily reached past her navel. With her small frame, if I pushed all the way in, it would feel like I was filling her completely.
"...It's okay. I'll go slow."
"No, no...! Ah, I said no?! Hey! Ki-Kim Do-hyun!!"
She was the kind older sister who had always taken pity on me and treated me well. If not for the alcohol, none of this might have happened. But she had also been the one to light the fire in me—and now that fire had grown too big to put out.
It was pure instinct. I lowered my hips, searching for her entrance. The soft hairs tickled the head of my cock as I pushed forward.
Press—
"Haa, haa..."
"Ah, hng! Hng, hng!"
Park Ah-young pushed at my shoulders with both hands. She raised her knees, trying to shove my hips back. Her small fists pounded against my chest. Eventually she even bit down on my neck with her teeth.
Whether it was the alcohol, the excitement, or something else, I felt nothing. All I could feel was the burning heat between my legs.