Chapter 7 – I’m Not Really Interested in Being Your Bed-Taker.
11 p.M.
My brother was an unemployed child, so the time he went to bed was like a knife. However, the human being called oppa is now 20 years old, and he says that he won’t be able to sleep properly if there is no one with whom he often hangs out. What kind of bullshit is he talking about now that he was sleeping well alone even a few months ago? A mother who listens to it straight away is also a mother. Therefore, from now on, it is time for Hyeon-joo or Yu-ran to be the bedtime for her brother. For Hyeon-joo, it is very annoying and inconvenient for her to be on duty, but she can’t help it because her mother notices it.
“Hyeonjoo. Why don’t you just go to your room and sleep? Mommy will take care of her son’s bed. Huh?”
“… No. Mom didn’t go to bed yesterday too. She said that she’d be tired from going out to work, so would you be able to do it properly? Wouldn’t it be better to just go up and sleep?”
… It’s because of her mother’s notice. I will not accept objections. Even if her mother says that, she knows that her eyes when she sees Hyeon-joo soften a little on the day when she goes to bed properly. That, no doubt, could only be interpreted as silent pressure on her daughter-in-law. Something like that there can’t be a younger sister who can’t even take her brother’s bedtime. Therefore, Hyeon-joo’s candidacy for bedtime is never Hyeon-joo’s intention. Everything is bad for you, brother.
Even if the two of them keep checks behind the scenes, there is no meaning. It is the older brother’s job to choose the bedtime. As long as her brother chooses, Hyeon-joo or Yu-ran should be the bedtime shift, and if not chosen, she should just go to her room and sleep alone with her daughter.
Hyeonju quietly scanned her mother’s naked body up and down. Her mother was so young that she couldn’t believe she was in her 40s. Even so, she did not lose the slightest advantage of her married woman’s characteristic richness. Her udders, which had fed and raised two children, were somewhat absurdly voluptuous and were still growing (really surprisingly true. Even in her 40s, her breasts grew. Especially recently), the aegyo fat on her thighs and stomach, far from making her look fat, was that of a man. It was a weapon that raised lust to the limit. Hyeon-joo’s youthful face, which seems to have been painted with age and color, is very attractive with tear points, and the point is her enchanting eyes that attract males.
Compared to such a mother, Hyeon-joo had a body that was hard to say was sexy. Although she says she’s still growing, her breasts are barely B-cup. She was quite confident in the beautiful legs and delicate abs she had grown through Pilates, but she was a little doubtful about whether this had sex appeal. It’s hard to find a dark color like her mother’s, and the sharply raised eyes look strong, so it doesn’t seem to match her brother’s preference for obedient females. Maybe if she’s matured a few more years, but for now, she’s the judge for her mom. Hyeonju pressed her palms with her fingernails without realizing it. Not very upset. What did it matter to Hyeon-joo, whether it suited her brother’s tastes or not? It’s just… A little bit nervous. When will she grow up like that?
“Phew~ It’s cool. Sometimes it’s good to take a leisurely shower like this alone.”
My brother, who was washing himself in the bathroom alone, came out into the living room. When her brother said he would take a shower, her mother immediately followed her to the bathroom and tried to wash her brother herself, but her brother refused. Sometimes I want to take a leisurely wash by myself, or something. Her mother looked blatantly disappointed, but she couldn’t go against her brother’s will, so she obediently obeyed her brother’s words and waited in her living room. My brother, after wiping off the water with a towel, came out to the living room while dangling his erect penis while still naked. Anyway, it seems that there is no shame. Heck, if you have such a great cock, you probably want to brag about it. Other than that, there’s nothing to be proud of.
“Oh, my God.. I must have washed my cock too. You’re really grown up.. But if possible, I wanted to wash it with my mouth.”
“…”
Is it good to be praised for such obvious things? Wouldn’t you feel some kind of contempt as a human being? I don’t know. Only my brother knows that.
“Now that I’ve washed and come out, I’ll have to decide what kind of pussy to sleep with…”
My brother knelt under his sofa and looked down at Hyeon-joo and Yu-ran. Hyeon-joo just wanted to sit on the sofa normally, but her mother scolded her for saying what kind of vulgarity that was. My mother was too particular about her formality anyway. The way she looked up to her brother with her bright eyes shining was almost like a believer. Her mother asked her brother.
“Which pussy would you like to use today, son?”
He asks such a question while attaching an extremely respectful title that is not even funny. Even if Hyeon-joo dies soon, she can’t do it that way, but she is really a mother and she does it well. Is that a kind of grown-up, so to speak? She really hates it My brother crossed his arms and said as if he was worried.
“What should I do? I like mom’s breast pillow, or I like Hyeon-joo’s tight, dense pussy. It’s hard to choose one like this. Which one do you think mom likes better?”
Then she said as if her mother had been waiting.
“That’s it, of course, on my pussy side. When taking a break, first and foremost, shouldn’t comfort be taken care of? In that sense, my wet pussy and nipple pillows are definitely a good choice. How do you like it?”
“Mother’s breast pillow. This is hard to throw away. Then what about you?”
“…Me, what?”
“Do you have anything to appeal to?”
“Why do I have to appeal to you?
“…Hyeonju, you…”
Her mother’s low-pitched voice permeated coldly. She is so cold that she might get chills. I think she would have said something really loud had it not been for the moment that her brother had asked her not to fight. Hyeonju said a word in a crawling voice as she averted her eyes from her mother’s bloody gaze.
“Well, but… Well, if you’re going to use it, wouldn’t it be better to use a young pussy? I don’t know.”
There is no competitiveness in other things, so I said a word while falling down with a certain age. It is said that her pride is hurt because she bowed her head to her brother, but it is crucially because Hyeon-joo herself has an inferiority complex towards her mother. Could it be that her timidity touched her brother’s cock bed again? My brother laughed and said to her mother:
“I can’t do it. I have to do Hyeonju today. Mom was on duty yesterday anyway, so can I put up with it for a day? Seeing her acting like a tsundere like that, it seems like her cock is on fire again. I’m going to sleep while playing with Hyeonju’s pussy today.”
“So? Mother, of course, should do what my son wants to do. Then, while doing it, train Hyeon-ju well. Hyeon-joo is your toilet bowl, so you need to take good care of it. Be obedient like a toilet bowl, even if he says a word, make him do it for you. I can’t use the toilet if I leave it to curse the owner like that and do it carelessly, okay?”
Mom was still her mother in the midst of this, so she gave her brother a firm attention. The older brother just nodded her head while listening, then told her mother to sleep while hitting her daughter, and then took Hyeon-joo up to his room.
As soon as he entered his room, his brother threw himself onto the bed. Then, while smiling, he gestured towards Hyeon-joo with his chin. It means to do something quickly. Hyunjoo sighed openly, then knelt down on the spot and bowed her head.
“I sincerely thank you for choosing me to be your brother’s bedtime. Tonight, I will use this body exclusively for you, so that you can sleep comfortably.
“Um, um. Okay. Even if your pussy is a bit loose, I’ll look at you cutely. Keep your head up.”
Hyeonju quickly kicked the floor and stood up. It must have been quite embarrassing to see her face dyed red. There’s no way I wouldn’t be ashamed I have to say such a humiliating goodbye.
“Hey. Do we really have to continue this? It’s so embarrassing!”
“But that’s etiquette, so what can I do? My mom does it every time.”
She said that when a woman is in bed, she humbles herself as much as possible, and she has to make it clear with her mouth that she is a tool for making a man feel better. Common sense story. Although that common sense story just feels too shameful to Hyeon-joo. There are too many vulgarities in this world.
My brother tapped the seat next to him and called for Hyeon-joo. I really hate it, but I can’t refuse once I’ve been selected as the bedtimer. Hyeonju lay down on her bed next to her brother. As soon as Hyeon-ju lay down, her brother’s waxy hands began to massage Hyeon-ju’s breasts. Hyeon-joo, who never liked it, apart from how nice it felt to have her breasts touched, frowned at her, but she couldn’t say anything. It’s because this is what bedtime has to do.
“Hmm… After all, it would be absolutely impossible for her to have a breast pillow that is as comfortable as her mother. I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry, because my breasts are small. It’s all because of someone…”
Still, at about a word like this, she thought she would not be able to stand it unless I threw it curtly, so she tried a word. My brother didn’t seem to care at all, buried his face in Hyeon-joo’s nape and sniffed her. A little creepy.
“Hmm, but it’s good. It tastes different from my mother, so that’s fine too. I get tired of living with only one woman. I like sleeping with my cock in Hyunjoo’s tight cock, so I don’t have to worry about having too small breasts.”
“Who cares…”
At times like this, somehow, he is a good-looking guy. The older brother wrapped his other hand around Hyeon-joo’s thigh and rubbed her finger gently into her cunt. Without inserting her, he gently rubbed the cracks of her cunt as if teasing her.
“Ah, aren’t you sleeping? I’m here to be on duty, not to be on duty?”
“That’s it. I can’t sleep unless I play with my pussy like this. You know that, right?”
“Ha..”
Can’t possibly know Hyeonju didn’t even go to bed like this for a day or two. It’s very often that my brother says he’s going to bed, but he doesn’t sleep until 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning. It’s always 11 o’clock to go to bed on such a subject, so there can’t be such a contradiction.
Hyunjoo shook her head and raised her upper body. I can’t help it. After doing this for a long time, I developed my own way to deal with it.
“Okay. Then I’ll give you ‘hush sex’ so go to bed early. Huh?”
