Kim Ah-young - Younger Sister's Volunteer Work (3)
Kim A-young - Younger Sister's Volunteer Work (3)
#YoungerSister #Slum #OldMan #VolunteerWork #SmellyDick #SmegmaCleanup #Fellatio
Even as several minutes passed, there was no sign of the white milk.
A-young grew increasingly anxious.
The old man's expression was already distorted.
“I. Honey. Teaching. Wrong. This. Wrong. Cleaning.”
Just then, the sound of someone knocking on the door came from outside.
“A-young, are you still not done? Should I come in and help?”
“No, it's fine! I guess it's because the elderly gentleman hasn't washed in a long time, but there's too much grime. Just wait a little longer!”
If things continued like this, she wouldn't be able to provide him with proper volunteer service.
If the old man threw another fit, her oppa would definitely come in.
Her intuition told her she absolutely must not let her oppa see her like this.
Perhaps she had thought about it too easily.
With her lacking common sense, it was hard to know how to properly service the old man's 'thing'.
“I heard a man's area down there is sensitive. But rubbing it with a rough towel... It must have felt awful.”
A-young decided to give up on the towel.
She pulled away the towel that had been wrapped around the old man's 'thing'.
The old man's 'thing' was covered in clumps of grime that had been scrubbed off by the towel.
Perhaps because the dead skin had been soaked, a much more foul stench pierced A-young's nose than before.
It was so vile that tears leaked from her eyes.
But she had no time to delay.
A-young interlaced her fingers once more and wrapped them around the old man's 'thing'.
This time, without a towel to protect her hands, her bare skin touched it directly.
The sensation of touching a 'thing' for the first time was shocking.
It was hard as a rock, and so hot it felt like it would burn her hands.
Every time the veins bulging around the shaft protruded, A-young flinched.
A question suddenly crossed A-young's mind.
“Uh...? Is what I'm doing right now really volunteer service? Do I really have to go this far just to wash the elderly gentleman's body?”
It was confusing, as if different sets of common sense were clashing in her head.
[Warning! The target has begun to question the newly altered common sense!]
→ Memory #6974 has been modified by the administrator.
→ The memory of her older sister giving her older brother a handjob has been reclassified as 'volunteer service'.
“Ah... I remember now. I heard that men have a really hard time if the white milk isn't squeezed out from down there. That's why unnie serviced oppa too, so he wouldn't struggle. So I also need to service the elderly gentleman's thing diligently and make him comfortable.”
A-young started to enthusiastically pump her interlaced hands.
With long strokes from the base to the head.
It was definitely on a different level from the service Seo-ah unnie gave oppa.
It was much more dynamic. Much more intense.
But that was inevitable when servicing a man of this size.
As if in response, pre-cum began to ooze from the tip.
The pre-cum mixed with the smegma fluid, making A-young's hands sticky.
It was a highly unpleasant sensation.
But A-young was actually glad.
Because it was proof that she was servicing him properly.
It was certain that the white milk would spurt out before long.
******
“...Why isn't it coming out yet?”
The pre-cum was definitely still leaking out.
Her hands were already past sticky and completely soaked.
Jjeut... Jeureureut... Jjeubut...!
Every time she pumped her interlaced hands back and forth, a strange sound erupted.
Her arms ached from pumping without a moment's rest.
Beads of sweat rolled down her face, and her breath was incredibly short.
Even so, the old man didn't seem to have any intention of releasing the white milk.
Nothing matched the common sense she knew.
From its size to the way she had to service it.
Jinsol oppa and the old man were entirely different.
When unnie started servicing oppa, his waist would start trembling before long.
At first, seeing his expression distort, she had assumed it was because he was in pain.
Only later did she realize that it was just another way of expressing pleasure.
A-young studied the old man's expression.
The old man seemed satisfied, as if he quite liked the new method of service.
But that was it.
The old man's expression was far too peaceful.
Could her common sense be wrong?
But most of her common sense had come from observing Jinsol oppa.
“Then is Jinsol oppa the one who's somehow wrong?”
That was impossible.
If that were the case, it would be too sad.
“No. The elderly gentleman is just a little 'different' from oppa, that's all.”
If so, the way she serviced the elderly gentleman also needed to 'change' a little.
Perhaps sensing something was wrong outside, he pounded on the door.
“A-rin, are you sure you're okay?”
“Yeah, oppa. No problem at all. I just need an extra hand servicing the elderly gentleman.”
At the same time, A-rin locked the door.
Because she didn't really want to show oppa the service she was about to perform.
“Oppa hid the service he received from unnie from me too. So we're even.”
This was something she had to do.
Ignoring someone when she could help went against her spirit of volunteerism.
A-rin's gaze gradually drifted downward.
This time, the old man wasn't pressing down on her shoulder.
She was taking a position suitable for servicing him on her own.
A-rin's head positioned itself between the old man's crotch.
Her gaze aligned with the old man's thing, which stood stiffly amidst his wildly overgrown pubic hair.
“That. Finally. Doing?”
“Yes. I'll do that. I'll do it properly this time, just like you taught me.”
“That. In there. Thrust. Deep inside. With that. Thoroughly. That.”
“Yes. I'll put it in my mouth. It's my first time servicing this way, so taking it deep might be a little difficult.”
Kwaeng-kwaeng-kwaeng!!
“A-rin! The door is locked! Open the door!!”
She could hear her oppa calling out from outside.
She didn't have much time.
If she was going to service the old man, she had to start right now.
A-young pushed her head forward little by little.
The closer she got to the old man's area, the thicker the stench grew.
It was so foul that her tears wouldn't stop.
“That's why it needs even more thorough service.”
A-young pressed her lips against it without any more hesitation.
Jjo-ook...!
Her most pure lips touched the old man's thing, which was covered in smegma.
With the tips connected to each other, it looked exactly as if they were kissing.
The pre-cum leaking from the urethral opening was sucked past A-young's lips with a jjo-op sound.
It was the right answer.
The old man's expression distorted for the very first time.
And it was an expression A-young knew well.
The exact same expression oppa showed when he was serviced by unnie.
Unable to hold back any longer, the old man thrust his hips forward.
The charcoal-dark glans battered her tightly closed lips.
“Yes, I'll open it for you.”
As A-young's lips parted, the glans slipped in.
It slid across her tongue and stabbed deep into her throat in one thrust.
Gagging and coughs rose up within her.
But she had no time to rest.
“That. In there. Thrust. Deep inside. With that. Thoroughly. That.”
The old man commanded once again.
She could never understand what the latter part meant.
But with the old man's thing in her mouth, she naturally came to understand.
“Thrust the dick into the mouth. Right down to the throat. And clean it thoroughly with the tongue.”
'Yes, elderly gentleman.'
A-young began to service him just as the old man had taught her.
Her mouth was already so full that there was barely any room to move, yet she still moved her tongue.
The moment A-young's tongue touched the old man's thing, sticky smegma clung to it in clumps.
She used her own tongue as a new towel, cleanly wiping away the old man's smegma.
Even so, the old man shook his hips back and forth as if it still wasn't enough.
Every time the glans poked her throat, coughs burst out, making it difficult to service him properly.
'I'm sorry. I'm still clumsy at this. Instead, I'll service you in a way I know well.'
With the front of the old man's shaft still in her mouth, A-young used both hands to wrap around the base.
She used her mouth and hands simultaneously to stimulate the old man's thing.
Kwaeng-kwaeng-kwaeng!!!
“A-young! Open this door right now!!”
Outside, oppa was pounding on the door as if trying to break it down.
A-young instinctively sensed it.
That the white milk would finally come out of the old man any moment now.
As if making a final spurt, her mouth, tongue, and both hands all became busy.
At the same time, the old man's head tilted back slightly.
It was the same signal she had seen from oppa.
'Hurry. Before oppa catches us, hurry. Please release the white milk so I can complete my service properly.'
A yellowish liquid spurted from the old man's thing.
At the same time, A-young felt her common sense being denied once again.
It was much closer to jelly than milk.
The sticky jelly gushed out with tremendous force.
It relentlessly battered her throat.
A-young continuously swallowed the jelly down her throat.
The jelly was so clumped up that it could easily block her throat.
If she stopped swallowing even for a moment, her throat would have been blocked.
But she couldn't pull her head back either.
If she did, the jelly would have splattered everywhere, and she would have been caught performing her service when oppa came in.
A-young instinctively threw her throat wide open.
'Pour it deep inside here. It would be a big deal if even a single drop leaks. You have to shoot it all into my throat.'
The evidence of A-young's successful service was sucked deep into the back of her mouth without missing a single drop.
******
A short while later, a splintering sound—ujeokkeun—came from the entrance of the flophouse.
By the time Jinsol came inside the room, A-young was already dressing the old man.
He asked his younger sister with a trembling voice.
“A-young, are you sure you're okay? Nothing happened, right?”
A-young's tightly closed lips slowly parted.
“Of course, oppa. I just did some normal volunteer work.”
On the way back home from the slum village.
Jinsol checked A-young's palms over and over again.
He even made her open her mouth, saying “Ah,” and thoroughly inspected the inside.
Only after repeating that several times could Jinsol feel relieved.
...But the moment he turned his head in relief, his younger sister slipped a finger under her tongue.
And then she swiftly shoved her hand into her pocket.
In the end, the oppa didn't see the black, curved hair coming out of his younger sister's mouth.
<The Third Bet>
Mission: Watch the dream Mephi shows to the very end.
On Success: Ejaculation Control <Weak> (Low chance to resist ejaculation.)
On Failure: Erectile Dysfunction <Weak> (Low chance of failing to get an erection. If it fails once, you cannot get an erection again for the rest of the day.)
<Kim A-young's Ero Status>
1. Age: 20
2. Height: 163cm
3. Three Sizes: 86-58-89 D-cup
4. Sexual Experience: Hand[0 times] *Mouth[0→1 times] Breast[0 times] Pussy[Virgin] Creampie[0 times] Anal[Virgin]
5. Traits: Submissive,
*Spirit of Volunteerism [Due to parts of her memory being modified, the definition of volunteer service has become ambiguous. Potential to evolve into another trait.]