103. Secret (6)

When I was young, my sister… was quite the sister.

She was reasonably good at studying, popular, and liked dressing up.

She sang pretty well, and played the guitar decently, too.

But, around the time I started as a trainee.

My sister gradually changed, becoming less like herself.

She got easily irritated, was full of inferiority complex, and looked down on me sometimes.

…Honestly, any admiration I had for her when I was little flew away a long time ago.

But.

No matter what.

…She wasn’t the type of woman to depend on a man like that.

“….”

Hinami is the same.

I know her innocent face from when she was young.

I remember those days when she strived so desperately to succeed, almost with a hint of malice.

How she happily bragged to me about gaining so many fans.

How she shyly said it was fortunate she had me here since she had no friends in Japan.

I heard everything, like her secretly drinking after the debut album succeeded and venting all her pent-up frustrations.

Even if she’s become a bit twisted from all her recent success.

She was originally a good kid, even if she could be a bit of a slacker.

…Like that,

She was never the type to fawn over men.

“…Haa.”

I couldn’t stand hearing those sounds any longer, so I pulled the blanket over my head and covered my ears.

Because listening to those sounds felt like my memories were being violated.

I hated that man who suddenly appeared in my life and stirred up trouble.

…I didn’t do anything wrong to him.

I couldn’t understand why he harbored malice towards me.

Expulsion?

I was just a high school student back then.

What power could my words possibly have had for Dad to listen to that?

I never even asked him to kick anyone out in the first place.

I just told Dad that rumors about messy private lives were reaching even me.

It’s not like it’s a lie, right?

I actually heard those rumors,

I even picked fights with my sister,

…Seeing what she’s doing now makes it even clearer.

“….”

I didn’t want to think about this emotionally anymore.

Calm my heated head.

In a more rational state.

Step by step.

I want to get rid of that man for good.

If I take a nap, everything will probably be fine when I wake up.

Luckily, tomorrow is also a day off.

A day of messed-up sleep patterns won’t cause a major disaster.

…Okay, okay.

Let’s think about it after I sleep.

Let’s ignore the buzzing phone too.

This dirty feeling,

I don’t want to feel it anymore.

**

The shower sound from upstairs stopped.

But,

“….”

…The semen flowing from Haeun unnie’s cunt,

didn’t stop.

“It’s really a lot today… Oppa.”

“I couldn’t for a few days. Because I got waxed.”

“Ah, right. So smooth and silky….”

“Hey, you crazy bitch, don’t touch!”

My sister, who was spreading her smooth cunt with one hand, slapped my hand away the moment I tried to touch it.

…She’s really strict with me.

See, she doesn’t say anything when Oppa touches her, but not me.

Even when she inserts her fingers into her cunt and scrapes out the semen, swish swish.

While only making lewd faces.

“I let you go first, why are you so angry today, Haeun-ah.”

“….”

“Right… If you keep getting angry, will it get hard up there?”

“…Whatever. It doesn’t matter anyway. I can’t hear the shower anymore.”

Even though she was so scared earlier, now that it’s done, I secretly caress my sister’s butt as she pretends to be nonchalant.

A soft yet firm, substantial texture.

…I work out hard too, maybe our genes are different.

No matter how hard I try, mine just stays soft.

“…Ah.”

As I was fondling her butt, Oppa suddenly grabbed my butt firmly.

He put all of that softness into one hand, gently kneading it as if tasting its texture.

Slightly aroused by the way his fingers chewed on it, I also grabbed Oppa’s cock, which had just finished ejaculating, in my hand.

“….”

At the same time, Oppa’s fingers came out of my sister’s cunt, and she, who had been leaning against the bathtub, turned her face.

Then she squeezed between us, who were stuck together,

and clung to Oppa, kissing him intensely.

“Ngh… Mmph. Heugh….”

A sticky kiss, so intense it was embarrassing to watch.

Maybe she was so jealous that he kissed me instead of her when she was getting fucked earlier, she mixed tongues while glancing sideways at my face, as if daring me to watch.

…What a cute puppy.

Seeing her like this makes me envious of Oppa.

I think it would be fun if I had a pet like my sister.

“Phew…. Ugh. Ah, I. I’m gonna go get some water….”

“…Go ahead.”

Satisfied after mixing tongues, my sister roughly wiped her sticky legs with a towel and briefly left the bathroom.

Leaving a wolf and a sheep alone in the bathroom.

…As if she wasn’t worried at all.

Thump thump.

“….”

…The sheep left alone,

slightly stuck out its tongue towards the wolf, as if not to be eaten,

showing submission.

“…Ngh, chwup….”

Rubbing his just-ejaculated cock against my stomach.

Pushing his tongue, which was mixed with another woman’s mouth 10 seconds ago, into mine.

Accepting the wolf’s lust as he gnawed on my lips stickily in the bathtub.

I also hugged the wolf tightly, pressing my soft breasts and lower belly flush against Oppa.

“….”

Before long, a puppy returned through the bathroom door, which hadn’t been closed.

Seeing the wolf devouring the sheep, she immediately stuck to the sheep’s back and hugged him tightly.

“…Me.”

“….”

And then,

begging him to devour her instead,

treating me like a partition,

…with my body sandwiched between them.

This time, they mixed tongues over my shoulders.

“Ngh, …chueu….”

More delicately than before.

Lips against lips, tongue tips against tongue tips.

The sound of them lightly touching and parting.

Her ample breasts rubbing wildly against my back.

Those hard muscles pressing against my chest.

…Even though the bathwater had cooled, it felt so hot I thought I’d go crazy.

“Hoo…. …That’s enough. For now.”

Only after that sticky time ended could I barely escape from between them, avoiding being crushed.

…Of course,

it felt better than I expected.

“Do you want to get out, or do more here?”

“Get out. The bathtub’s gotten dirty too.”

“Ah, I….”

“What?”

“…I want to get out too.”

Now, draining the fluids from the bathtub, which was sticky to the point of being thick.

The three of us dried ourselves off without a word.

After cleaning up, I stuck close to Oppa’s side as he stood in front of the bathroom mirror and picked up his phone.

“Are you going to take a picture of this too?”

“Yeah.”

“What pose?”

“…Hug each other, you two.”

“Eek, what?”

But Oppa took a step back, swish,

pressed my sister, whose mushy expression quickly crumpled, and me tightly together,

and grabbed each of our butts one by one while looking at the screen.

“You like it better when the three of us do it too, don’t you.”

“…That’s because you… more than usual….”

“Whatever the reason. …Isn’t this hotter?”

“….”

Chest to chest.

Cheek to cheek.

He put the women he possessed together, and Oppa looked at us in the mirror with a rare, refreshed expression,

took a clean shot, and then kissed our foreheads in order, starting with my sister.

“Why am I last?”

“I’ll start with you on the bed.”

“…Okay.”

As I whined in a slightly sulky voice, he immediately patted my head.

…Sigh. How did I fall for a guy like this.

Seeing how even my wet, towel-dried hairstyle looks cool, I must be seriously smitten.

Sometimes, I didn’t understand fans who said my sleepy, post-waking appearance on broadcasts was cute or pretty.

Now, I kind of get it.

Once you like someone, everything about them looks good.

After leaving the bathroom, we just grabbed our phones and lay down side-by-side on my sister’s bed, the three of us.

Soiling the pillow with my uncombed hair.

Feeling my sister’s skin as she hugged Oppa tightly from behind.

Feeling Oppa’s body heat as he hugged me tightly from behind.

“What are you looking at?”

“Fan…sites.”

“For those kinds of sites, the posts are a bit dirty.”

“That’s just how they are. Ehehe….”

Defiling my eyes.

Reading people’s primal sexual harassment one by one.

“…What. You have this stuff too?”

“Ah, you do too, unnie?”

“Mine are just… YouTube comments like this. …But you have an agency, right? Aren’t you suing?”

“I can’t sue for every single thing like this. It’s hard to catch them…”

“Hey, but this one is a bit….”

“…Right. ‘I want to impregnate Hinami, that slutty bitch, by cumming in her pussy and then grab her belly fat’… maybe it’s better to report that one, right?”

“…I recommend reporting it.”

Probably the first time she empathized with me,

I etched my sister’s nonchalant words into my ears.

“…Hey, Oppa.”

“Yeah?”

“Why are you touching my belly fat right after I mention it?”

“…I can’t get you pregnant just like that, can I?”

Every time I heard such suggestive words.

Enjoying Oppa’s arousal, his cock twitching uncontrollably.

“…Pervert, really.”

…Little by little.

Little by little.

He groped my body,

and slowly started pushing into me from behind,

feeling Oppa’s cock.

“….”

Unlike earlier.

This time, quietly.

In silence.

“…A playboy old man having sex with another woman in front of me.”

“We’re the same age, what old man?”

“Then… Master. If you leave me and have sex with another bitch, I’ll cut off your cock…?”

“If you cut it off, you won’t be able to either. Fat chance.”

“Seriously. You never back down once. You bad bastard.”

Eavesdropping on the lovers’ whispered conversation.

“O…ppa. …Send me that thing from earlier too.”

“Why?”

“…I have a use for it.”

“Sure…, okay.”

As soon as I received the picture of us looking lovey-dovey from Oppa,

“….”

…I sent that picture to my best friend in the world,

so that she too could enjoy this fun time.