Your Sister Tastes Fucking Amazing
Our bodies were so close there was no space left between us. My hand was busy exploring Park Ah-young’s most intimate place. It made wet, squelching sounds. The slick juices on my fingertips rubbed against her folds, creating an obscene noise.
“Ah, ahng… hng! Hah…!”
Park Ah-young kept struggling at first. But soon she gave up trying to escape and simply leaned against my chest, panting softly.
“How… how long are you going to keep doing this… hah, hah… stop it… I said stop already…”
She kept repeating the same words like a parrot. Of course, I had no intention of stopping my probing fingers.
“What? You don’t like it with just my hand?”
“Th-that’s not the point right now, you idiot…!”
I pushed my finger deeper into her hole. The slippery inner walls parted around it, swallowing half my finger.
“Nngh…!!”
She shook her head violently. Her hair swayed and brushed against my face, carrying a faint shampoo scent.
“Hah… just stay still.”
It felt refreshing. Sweet, even.
“Ah, don’t! I told you not to do that!”
Even as she protested, Park Ah-young’s pussy twitched around my finger. Her inner walls clenched and sucked on it greedily.
“Haaah…”
Memories I couldn’t forget stirred in my chest, growing hotter until they burned. My excitement was reaching its peak. My fully erect cock pressed against her through my clothes, and she trembled in response.
“Hngh, hah, haaah…!”
Park Ah-young let out a lewd moan. At the same time, a gush of fluids sprayed out and soaked my hand.
“Ah…”
It was warm. The hot juices quickly drenched my palm and even seeped into my pants.
“Hah, hah… hngh… haaah…”
She panted heavily, her body trembling as if she’d just orgasmed.
“I told you to stop… I said not to…”
Park Ah-young whimpered and complained, but the pussy still wrapped around my finger kept twitching and clenching.
“…Still felt good though, right?”
“N-no it didn’t! Who said it felt good?!”
She stuttered from embarrassment. That dishonest reaction, paired with the obvious pleasure on her face she couldn’t hide, made my lips curl into a smirk.
“…Stop bullshitting. Fuck…”
“Wow, you sounded just like Park Ji-eun for a second there.”
“…Are you insulting me right now?”
Park Ah-young glared at me, eyes narrowed. My finger was still buried inside her. Squelch, squelch, squelch—
“Hngh, hngh! St-stop it!!”
I enjoyed her helpless reactions. Feeling the soft, winding texture of her insides through my finger, I pulled her into my arms.
“…Let go. We’re done now… it’s enough, so stop! Just stop!”
Park Ah-young was still full of energy. That was exactly what I wanted. We hadn’t even properly started yet.
“Whoa, hey!”
She looked anxious when I stood up, but this time she didn’t push me away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck.
“…What are you trying to do now…”
I thought I heard a hint of anticipation in her voice. Maybe it was just my imagination. Her face was flushed, and she looked like she was desperately trying not to smile.
“Stay like this? If you’re wet… we should obviously wash up.”
“Wh-why do you have to do it?!”
We went to the bathroom. Through the frosted glass, faint silhouettes were visible. I set her down on her feet just like she wanted.
“Hah, hah… haaah…”
The enclosed space quickly filled with our mingled, lewd scent. It was so strong I wondered if it was pheromones. The intense aroma poured off Park Ah-young.
“Ah… ah, hngh…”
She pressed her lips tightly together. She tried not to cooperate as I pulled off her top, but it was already halfway over her head.
“Hah… ah, aah…”
She let out a sigh and half-heartedly covered her breasts with her hands.
“Isn’t that uncomfortable?”
“…No. It’s not uncomfortable at all.”
Her bra had ridden up, exposing the underside of her breasts. They seemed to tremble slightly. Park Ah-young stared blankly at my moving hands.
“…Seriously, don’t. Stop now…”
She mechanically tried to refuse, stepping back unsteadily.
“Just stay still and I’ll take care of everything.”
“…Wh-what are you going to do…”
Her expression looked frightened, but her voice sounded oddly excited.
Swish—
“Kyaa, kyaaah!”
“Ah…”
I pulled down her pants first. I hadn’t meant to, but her panties came down with them in one go.
“It’s fine.”
“…No it’s not!”
Park Ah-young lifted one leg to cover her crotch. Even so, the dark patch of hair between her thighs was clearly visible.
“Y-you pervert!”
Realizing where my gaze was, she quickly turned around. This time, her pale ass greeted me. It looked soft and chewy like rice cake, already covered in handprints I’d left earlier.
“Get out! Get out! Get out!!”
Her voice echoed in the small bathroom, ringing in my head.
“Kngh, knghaaah…!”
I hugged her from behind to calm her down, but it only made her more startled, like she was about to faint.
“Please let go… if you keep doing this… how am I supposed to face Eun-ji later…?”
She seemed certain that Eun-ji and I had that kind of relationship. When she turned her head back, her eyes were trembling like leaves in the wind.
“Why can’t she see? She can just look.”
“Ah, hngh…! Hah, hngh!”
I cupped her breasts and flicked her already-hard nipples with my fingertips.
“And it’s unfair if only your sister gets to cum, right? My dick doesn’t count?”
I’d never put it in while completely sober before. Yesterday’s intense memory still lingered, and I wondered how it would feel now. Anticipation naturally swelled inside me.
Slide— slide— slide—
“Hngh, hngh! Don’t! I said no!”
They say a woman’s denial can sometimes mean yes. At least for Park Ah-young, whose pussy was already dripping wet, it seemed to fit.
“Tell me if it hurts, noona.”
Push— push—
“It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!!”
The head of my cock parted her folds and pushed inside once again. That sharp, stretching sensation was still there. Enjoying how tightly her pussy clenched around me, I thrust deeper.
“Kyaaah—!!”
*
I figured it’d be dangerous if I got drunk with the members. So I planned to drink just enough not to get wasted. I was sure I had that kind of plan.
“Nngh…”
But the pace was strangely fast. Her sister had provoked Kim Do-hyun without any tact, and the two of them kept drinking like crazy, passing the bottle back and forth. There’s a limit to how many times you can refuse a drink. I could’ve just not drunk at all, and there was no need to force myself. But when Kim Do-hyun said not to overdo it, it felt like he was mocking me, so I ended up drinking way too much.
“Ugh…”
My head felt like it was splitting. The hangover was no joke. I’d never drunk this much in my life.
“Kngh…”
I wanted to keep resting like this. I felt like I could fall back asleep.
“…Ah!”
A chill ran down my spine. By the time I realized something was wrong, I was already sitting up.
“You fucking bastard!!”
I frantically looked for Kim Do-hyun. My last memory was us collapsing together in a motel. Both of us panting. Our bodies joined. Loud moans and lewd movements.
“You’re up?”
Kim Do-hyun had his usual stupid expression. But for once, he looked unusually relaxed, lounging on the sofa with a carefree face.
“…You fucking asshole!!”
I didn’t even think. I just charged straight at him.
“Whoa, hey! Are you crazy!?”
“You’re the crazy one, you bastard!!”
I grabbed him by the collar and shook him hard.
“Hey, why? What the hell’s wrong with you?!”
“You seduced my sister, didn’t you!?”
“…What are you suddenly talking about?”
“I saw everything, you fuck!!”
“…Saw what? Still half-asleep?”
Kim Do-hyun still looked relaxed. If anything, he seemed to be looking at me like I was pathetic.
“Your sister just went to the convenience store.”
“……”
He was so confident that I started to feel uncertain. I’d been really drunk last night—maybe I’d just had a fucked-up dream.
“…You. You’re serious, right…?”
“Yeah, but you should at least tell me what you’re talking about.”
“…It wasn’t you, right? Fuck.”
Maybe it really was a dream. That would be a huge relief.
“Me? What about me.”
“…Fuck it. Whatever.”
I was still suspicious. The hangover mixed with my irritation, making it twice as bad.
“Hey, but you know what?”
“…What, asshole.”
I thought this was the time to back off. I let go of his collar and tried to step back.
“…You know, so…”
This time, Kim Do-hyun leaned in closer instead.
“Your sister tastes fucking amazing.”
“……What?”
I couldn’t understand what he just said at first. No—I didn’t want to understand. But Kim Do-hyun was grinning at me. That disgusting smile wouldn’t leave his face.