episode_0181

.

Ten minutes had passed since the two of them entered the room together.

Contrary to expectations, there were no loud, worrisome sounds.

…Perhaps because they were aware of how shameful it would be—

Only by pressing an ear lightly against the door could one make out the faint whispers of their conversation.

“….”

…But.

If they were having sex, the sounds should be much, much louder than this.

I don’t know why it’s so quiet.

– …Hey……. …Nails……….

Not just whispers that could only be heard with an ear pressed to the door.

Thud,

Thud…,

The sound of something being pressed down violently—

Even if I weren’t pressing my ear to the door, even if I were lying on my bed with my ears covered,

It should be loud enough to seep through my fingers.

…What on earth are the two of them doing in there?

They went in with three condoms, so why is it so quiet?

At this point, it’s not sex—

Just practicing how to put on a condom…

….

…Ah, right.

Maybe they’re just practicing?

– Jiyoon……. …Turn around……. …Huu……. Stay like that, face down…….

– ……Nngh….

Their voices, mixed with heavy panting, were so quiet that I had to press my ear against my sister’s door to hear them.

And then.

– ……….

The rustling sound of sheets being tossed around—something you’d hear anytime.

The creaking, squeaking sound of bed springs, as if they were rolling around on the bed.

…Amidst the fading clamor,

Fucking… bastard. A curse.

No. No. Lies.

…Hic,

…Hiiik.

And other words I’d never heard from my sister before—

Her faint moans, composed of unfamiliar syllables.

Along with those moans, the rhythmic sound of

Creak, creak,

Tiny springs knocking against my eardrums.

“….”

But there were none of the embarrassing moans I made when Woojin took me…

Nor the humiliating wet sounds of the bed sheets getting soaked, accompanied by dazed whimpers like Hnya—

…It was all a little too lacking to be called sex.

Nothing like Woojin’s usual tastes.

And that put me at ease.

If all the sex Jiyoon had with Woojin was like this,

Then the condoms she so boldly took from me earlier—

She’d probably struggle to even use one.

“…Huh.”

…Pathetic.

Woojin, when he was with me, fucked me like he was trying to break me.

And yet, after only having that kind of sex, he had the nerve to laugh at me?

Well, I guess it can’t be helped. He is my boyfriend, after all.

The person Woojin likes isn’t Jiyoon—it’s me, right?

The sex he’s having with Jiyoon is just…

Pity. Nothing more.

“….”

And what if, instead of doing it in the room, Woojin and I had sex right in the living room?

What if we went at it violently, right in front of Jiyoon?

Wouldn’t that throw her provocation back at her tenfold?

Imagining the hours ahead, I briefly curled my lips upward.

Quietly walking to the bathroom, I deliberately made loud footsteps as I returned to my room.

No matter what, once these last 50 minutes pass…

The rest of the night will be mine.

“…Did I leave it here…?”

Just in case their voices didn’t reach me.

Just in case my mind dismissed it as nothing more than bland, passionless “friendship sex.”

I closed the door firmly and rummaged meticulously through the unnecessarily large wardrobe.

“…Ah, right. Maybe it’s not in the wardrobe, but the box….”

To make the most of these 50 minutes,

I needed to think about how to make Woojin even more excited than usual.

“…Found it.”

That would be the best way.

181

My room,

My bed.

Even though the lock on the doorknob had broken long ago,

And my sister, eyes wide open, could barge in at any moment—

…With none other than

Her own boyfriend.

Without using the contraception we should have used,

Having broken them all beforehand.

Slowly,

Slowly.

The entrance that had always been tightly closed before I met you—

Forced open by the thick glans.

…Our skins,

Without even a thin rubber barrier,

Pressed directly against each other.

“…Huu…. This feels way hotter than I thought.”

“Hah…. Haaah….”

Even worse,

Under the covers.

“…You okay? Jiyoon-ah?”

“…Nn, nnn….”

“Your back is drenched in sweat. Seriously?”

“Just… keep going…. …Keep fucking me….”

If my sister were to open the door and barge in, she mustn’t find out we weren’t using condoms—

A flimsy excuse like that.

Even though if she got close enough to look at where we were joined, she’d know the truth immediately.

You,

And even I,

Didn’t point out the obvious flaw in that logic—one we could’ve thought of in under three seconds.

…Instead, we pulled the thick covers all the way over our heads.

“…Nn……. Ngh….”

Drenched in sweat, face down.

Close enough to smell each other’s scent.

Close enough to feel each other’s heartbeat.

Pressed together.

“…Ah, shit…. Wait…, my back stings….”

“…Ha……. Haa….”

“How hard did you scratch me earlier?”

“…Dunno… I got carried away….”

“….”

“Besides, you can heal it in seconds any—… Nn, ngh… Hey, wait…….”

Thud, thud.

Silently.

So my sister, who must be counting the time in her room, wouldn’t hear.

Even if she were waiting right outside the door, she wouldn’t hear.

Quietly.

Taking him inside me.

“…Earlier, haa… I told you… not to go that deep….”

Only loud enough for our own ears.

Pulling the edge of the blanket over our heads.

Sharing ragged breaths.

“…Hey, Seo Woo…jin….”

“….”

“Are you… ngh… ignoring me…?”

“….”

“Hey… you pervert… bastard….”

“….”

“Fucking… your girlfriend’s little sister… raw… right in front of her… and you’re just… ngh… not listening…?”

“…Nope. Not listening.”

“Shit… You are listening… Why do you keep… shoving it all the way in… Ugh….”

“….”

“…Slrp, schluup… Phwap….”

As if to tell me to shut up,

Seo Woojin, gripping my neck from behind,

Pulled my chin up,

Forcing my head back,

And tangled his tongue with mine as he spat out.

Lick, lick.

The sound of mixing saliva,

Drowned out completely by

Squelch,

Squelch.

“…Nghk… Phhaa… Hey, Seo… Woo… Too deep… I told you… earlier… Ngh……. Slrp….”

As if he didn’t like the gentle pistoning.

Thud,

…Squelch.

My hips, colliding with his lower stomach, rippled lightly.

Violently.

My sister’s boyfriend’s

Rock-hard cock.

“…You pervert… bastard… Ah……. …….”

“…Now what?”

“I told you… to go slow… shallow… Why do you keep… forgetting…?”

“If I go slow like you asked, you’ll just… huu… beg me to go faster later.”

“Bullshit… Hic… Stop lying… Every time I ask… you just… fuck me harder… Ah… Ngh…?!”

“Huu….”

“Slow… slow……. …Ngh…….”

“….”

“The bed… might break…… Nn… So stop… pounding my cervix… with your… tip….”

“…If it breaks, we can just use Hayun’s room. Maybe even do it with all three of us.”

“Idiot… No way… unnie would allow… ……♡ …….”

To the limit—

No, beyond the limit.

Until my vision flashed white.

Under the blanket I usually slept with.

“……, …. ……♡ ………, ……Phwap….”

Rammed in.

Driven deep.

My head twisted back, kissed obscenely,

Gulping down the male’s saliva,

In a position I didn’t particularly care for—

…One my sister would probably like.

Thoroughly,

Violated.

“Why not? She might allow it more easily than you think.”

“…Phhaa… Allow…? Ah, right. If I’m kneeling… next to unnie’s bed… Hiiik… Then maybe… she’d allow it….”

“Sounds good to me. Should I go ask her now?”

“…Don’t get carried away just because I played along… …For the rest of the time… don’t even think… about leaving… my room….”

“….”

“Don’t leave… Just… keep fucking me….”

Don’t leave.

Instead of talking to my sister about that, it’d be better to use up the full hour she gave us—to provoke her jealousy.

That’d be the easiest way to show her what she really wants to see.

Instead of giving a proper reason, I spoke incoherently,

But despite the messy process, the result wasn’t bad.

“……. …Hey, you… ngh… shoved it all the way in again….”

“…Just a little. Just a little more. …Until right before I cum.”

“How much… is ‘a little’……?”

“…3 minutes.”

“No, no way. I can’t take that….”

“…2 minutes.”

“I said… no… My mind’ll go blank…”

“…1 minute.”

“….”

“….”

“…Do you… really have to…?”

“…Yeah.”

Pinned face-down on the bed, held tightly from behind—fine.

His excited breaths, hotter than before, spilling over my surely bright-red ears—fine.

“…30, 30 seconds. Just 30… I’ll endure it somehow….”

“….”

“Did you hear me? …A-Answer me….”

…Now fully draped over me,

Pressing the back of my head slightly, smushing my face into the pillow.

“……, ……Nghk…. …Ph, …Phuu…, Ugh…♡”

In the stifling heat under the blanket,

Jolt, jolt,

Not because I was being pleasured,

But because my cervix was being ruthlessly pounded—

Drenched from climaxing from that,

While the bed beneath us,

Creak, squeak,

Moaned louder than I did.

Just about 10 meters away from my sister,

…I was being

Fucked like an animal,

By her horny boyfriend.

Lightly nibbled on the ear,

Pinned down—

Also fine.

“…Hey, 30… seconds… passed….”

“….”

“…Seo Woojin… 30 seconds… are up….”

…Not exactly my taste,

Closer to my sister’s.

But still,

Not bad.

“Why’s your cock… still… ngh… pounding…?”

“….”

“Ah, seriously… I shouldn’t have… trusted a horny bastard…….”

“….”

“…I don’t know. I really don’t know anymore… You fucking… pervert….”

“….”

Why did this feel so good?

Putting it harshly, it felt like being treated like an object—but I’m not Lee Hayun, so why did it feel so good?

Wrinkling my brows slightly at the creeping self-loathing,

I gnashed my teeth into the pillow, damp with tears and spit, trying to endure—

…But eventually, I gave up.

Far from reaching for the condom beside me,

While Woojin recklessly slammed into me,

I pressed my fingers against my clit, rubbing harshly.

“…… …Ah, ……. ……♡ ………♡….”

Forget about leaving clean evidence for my sister.

I focused only on

Climaxing.

Feeling good as I came.

Even if the bedsheet would be ruined.

Even if I should’ve laid something down first.

I threw all reason into the trash.

Rubbing frantically,

Worried my clit might tear.

“…Hah…, ngh……. …….”

Even when Woojin, pressed flush against me, began cumming deep inside—I didn’t stop.

Even when he kept thrusting, squelch, squelch, as if trying to empty every last drop—I didn’t stop.

…Finally,

With his cock still inside me,

After filling my womb with fresh cum several more times—

“Phuu…, ph…. …Hiiik………♡”

Splurt, sploosh…,

…….

….

…Haaa…

Even as my hips trembled uncontrollably,

I kept squeezing Woojin’s still-hard cock.

Until I spilled that embarrassing liquid

All over the bed.

“……Huu…. …Hah….”

“…Lee Jiyoon. You need water too, right? You must be thirsty.”

“Yeah….”

“Last time, I didn’t see the water purifier. Is it in the fridge?”

“The… glass bottle… on the fridge door… plum tea-colored….”

“Plum tea-colored… Got it. Rest for a bit. I’ll bring it.”

Seo Woojin, slipping out from under the stifling blanket and walking out of the room.

Staring blankly at his retreating back, I slowly lowered my gaze.

What lay before me was,

Of course,

The bedsheet, utterly ruined by all kinds of fluids.

“….”

Letting out a deep sigh at the hopeless sight, I pressed my fingers into the sheet.

…Maybe if I wiped it quickly with tissues, it’d be fine—I had that thought for a second.

But judging by the state of it, tissues wouldn’t cut it.

It had already soaked in, sticky and gross…

Ugh…

“….”

What do I do?

I don’t know how to wash bedsheets, so I’d have to ask my sister…

…What the hell do I do?

If she finds out we didn’t use condoms, will I get beaten to death?

“…Ah. No.”

What if I lied and said we only took them off to finish?

Wouldn’t that be unnoticeable?

But then,

If that’s the case…

“….”

My sister,

No matter how much she complains about it being gross,

Wouldn’t she…

Compare the amount she squeezed out

To the amount I squeezed out?

Right?

“….”

In that case,

The milk’s already spilled.

…Might as well

Make it even messier.

Then show it off to her like a trophy.

Wouldn’t that provoke her better?