Chapter 161 – Episode 161. My Sister’s First Kiss…
I hear a cry right in front of me, but I can’t hear it.
A shy female cat spying on me as I wash.
I waited, listening to my sister’s voice, and when the time was right, I went outside.
— Anger.
The heat that leaked through the gap escaped all at once as the door opened wide.
And, as if it had been heated by the heat, I could hear the sound of heavy breathing.
“Ah…”
As if I didn’t know, I crossed the threshold calmly.
“Ah, ah…”
Slowly lowering her head, she made eye contact with her ‘younger sister’ who had fallen over the ballad.
“Dami?”
“Ah, that…”
A sister who never even thought of getting up from her seat.
Even at my call, they just wander around, desperately trying to avoid their gaze.
I’ve been peeping at her all the time, and now she doesn’t know what to do. It’s as cute as a baby cat.
“What’s the matter.”
I tilted my head and surveyed my surroundings.
Lee Yoo-rim and Chae-ri Ji are still in the room. Only Dami Yang fluttered in front of me with her legs folded. There is a puddle next to it.
‘Dami, it looks like she’s immersed herself in the situation.’
Savagely committed
A strange scent came up because it was wrapped in a bowl.
It was a sweet smell that made my throat tingle.
I glanced at the wet floor and approached Yang Dami.
“Dami.”
“That, that… !”
“Did you spill the water?”
Yang Dami tried to make excuses with her eyelids quivering, but I just kindly asked.
‘Because I don’t want to openly tease you.’
Lee Yoo-rim, who exchanges jokes without fault, and Chae-ri, who always smiles brightly.
On the other hand, Dami Yang is different from the two.
For some reason, she was a little sister whom I wanted to cherish more and treat her kindly.
“I’ll get you up. It’s okay.”
He took her hand and lifted her up.
I was a little stumped because I was a younger sister than me.
At this time, I made eye contact with Dami Yang while thinking, “If I were older, the atmosphere would have been livelier.”
‘Her hands are damp.’
That must be it.
I deliberately didn’t say anything.
As she stared at it, her little sister’s eyes grew wet.
“What’s the matter.”
Embarrassment, shame, and…
The more her tears filled her sister, the more her ears turned red.
“Seeing…”
She looked down at me with her moist eyes, and I looked up at my little sister.
Tears seemed to fall down my face.
“Seeing…”
Dami Yang bit her lip and held onto the hem of her dress.
“Are you okay.”
“What. What’s okay… ?”
“I don’t know, though.”
He wrapped her arms around her waist.
Consolation and hugs.
He hugged her sister and gave her a gentle pat.
“Yes…”
Pat Pat.
Yang Dami also put her hand on her and continued breathing.
“Ugh…”
A voice that sounds like a meowing cat regaining its composure.
“Yes… Uh huh…”
His voice was watery.
“Huh…”
The more you stroke her sister’s chest… It was getting louder and louder.
‘… ?’
What.
I was just trying to calm you down.
‘It seems that the beating of my heart is transmitted even to me.’
I am puzzled by a reaction that is different from what I thought.
Came face to face
“Are you okay?”
Yang Dami also looked at me with flirtatious eyes.
The blue jewel shimmered, but it looked a little dangerous.
“… Damiya?”
I reflect in your eyes
It was a close face.
And, the lips came close to me.
“… !”
A soft mucous membrane covered my lips.
“Town… !”
My sister’s tongue squeezed inside.
A clumsy movement that hits the front teeth.
For a moment, she pretended to break the barrier.
“This can’t be…”
“Chi… !”
Have my words become a stimulus?
I tried to pull it out, but Yang Dami bit my tongue.
“Ugh… !”
While I was in pain, I wrapped my arms around him.
He hugged her tightly as if he didn’t want to let go and kissed her lips.
“Stay still.”
“Huh…”
“Ugh.”
Chu-up, Chu-up.
Her lips were being eaten by her sister.
“Um, Yang Da-joon… Chun, chuup…”
He bites her tongue, restrains her body, and eats her lips at will.
It was a kiss like a cold beauty.
Little by little, however, a change was taking place.
“Ugh, uh uh…”
“Damiya.”
“Yang Dajuun… Chun Chun…”
Cold beauty.
New-born younger sister.
A kiss that lasted almost five minutes.
“Brother… Uhh brother… Chun Chun…”
Rubbing her belly, rubbing her crotch against my thighs, kissing me.
Her little sister faded a little.
It was melting.
“Brother. Brother.”
“… Dami?”
“Yes. Ugh…”
Despite my words, he just rubs his body as he wants.
It’s a small chest, but it felt like I was the only one who felt the feeling of it changing little by little.
Something protrudes beyond the curvy upper clothes.
— Pook.
Her sister’s inverted nipples protruded.
“… !”
“What’s the matter.”
“Ah, over there… Me… !”
I guess I just came to my senses.
He pounced on her lips in anger, and she kissed her on his own, only to return her eyes to focus.
“Nana… !”
“Huh.”
Everyone was perplexed.
But I said nothing, just wiped her wet face.
“Yang Da-joon, just now… “
Don’t speak, keep your head down.
Did you understand my meaning?
At her quiet touch, Dami Yang bit her lip.
“Hey, forget it…”
After saying that, he turned away from me and left as if he were running away.
Wow,
Yang Dami headed to my room as before.
*
My heart was pounding.
Her back was tight.
Her throat tingled and throbbed, and she swallowed several times.
‘It was my first kiss.’
Yang Dami was nervous.
He couldn’t stand it any longer, so he ran away.
First kiss with a man.
A kiss with her brother.
I did it because I was angry, but I still couldn’t organize my thoughts.
‘I kissed Yang Da-joon. I did it with my brother, so why do I keep thinking about it?’
It didn’t leave her mind.
Even when she met her eyes with Dajun Yang, and when Dajun Yang was wiping her face, only her lips were visible.
It was almost before he confessed.
‘Confession to my brother…’
Was it fortunate that her mind returned just before the attack?
It was Yang Dami who left as if to run away.
Of course, the place Yang Dami headed was, of course, her brother’s room.
Yang Da-mi returned to her room and Yu-rim Lee greeted her.
The movement that gets up from the seat seems to be trying to come out.
“Dami, I thought you were a slug. Why didn’t you come?”
An intimate greeting without a sense of distance.
Dami Yang deliberately patted her hand and said.
“I threw it away.”
“Huh?”
Ah, toilet paper.
“Okay.”
Although she took a little longer.
Lee Yoo-rim, who was tilting her head, found something about her.
One side of her clothes was damp for some reason.
“Hmm? Dami, what did you do there to get wet?”
“For spilling water.”
“Then you should wash too.”
Startle.
She said it in a joking tone, but Dami Yang shrugged her body.
I guess you didn’t see it well.
Lee Yu-rim didn’t think much of it and brought Dami, her sheep.
“What are you doing, Yang Da-joon? For now, sit down and rest for a bit.”
Giving her place was the attitude of taking care of her younger brother.
And to the bed following her sister. Charlie was also resting on the bed.
Yang Dami became a little goofy.
‘… Brother’s bed.’
Dajun Yang’s place.
The place where Yang Da-joon secretly lay down.
It’s my brother’s bed, and the bed where he secretly masturbated.
It was also the bed in which her own brother would fall asleep, fantasize about someone, masturbate, and someday be hugged by another woman.
“Joy…”
Got a little bummed out
As I tried to wait for Yang Da-jun to come, my lips protruded a little.
Dami Yang stood on his knees and waited impatiently.
‘Brother, no backbone… Please come soon…’
I don’t know what to do or not come.
I muttered inwardly, but I heard a rustling sound.
“What are you doing, sister?”
“I am going to write it.”
He had brought Yang Da-joon’s pillow.
“Uh!? Me too, senior.”
“Ah, what is it? I will use it alone.”
He hugs her pillow tightly as if not to give it away.
A sigh burst out as Lee Yu-rim wrapped around her legs and even buried her face.
“Sister…”
“Ooh, senior.”
“Huh, it smells good.”
Dami Yang trembled and tried to react exaggeratedly.
“You look like your sister pervert.”
“Hehe, I’m sorry. But I like it, and I can’t help it.”
She shook her head.
She pretended not to be interested.
She’s her brother’s younger sister, so she’s been haughty like nothing new.
‘… Huh.’
In fact, she really wanted to do it.
Wanted to hug her brother’s pillow.
“Excuse me.”
“Oh.”
Meanwhile, Chaerridge cut her line… !
‘It’s mine!’
Unni and Chae-ri Ji, the two of them were holding her brother’s pillow, just… !
“Huh.”
Hehe, Dajun Yang likes dogs.”
“That’s interesting…”
“Right?”
Dami Yang became impatient.
She had just kissed, but it was because she still lacked the courage to show off in front of them.
‘Seeing… !’
While swaying alone, Yu-rim Lee rubbed her face against Da-jun Yang’s pillow to his heart’s content.
After arguing for a while, he suddenly tilted his head.
“Hmm.”
“Senior, why?”
“Are you wet?”
His eyes fell on her pillow.
She would have missed it had she been left alone, but when she looked closely, she saw her stain.
‘… !’
While Dami Yang opened her eyes, Lee Yoo-rim suddenly smirked.
“Yang Da-jun, you seem to be sleeping drooling.”
“Oh.”
“Look, it’s just that mark.”
“Yes.”
The pillow that Dajun Yang used.
An excited voice leaked from the boy’s traces.
“How cute…”
The two of them like each other and try to bring their faces to each other.
Her real sister, Dami Yang, was secretly fiddling with her hand.
“Ah, uh…”
Is that what I bit off?!
