Chapter 143 – Smell, I Need That Smell
“…Whew…”
I wash my body comfortably with warm water, come out and wipe my wet hair.
The heat from the hot water remaining in the body meets the wind from the fan, creating a refreshing cool breeze.
The cool breeze blows away the discomfort that has been holding you back.
I walk inside my sister’s room, where the wind blows.
The only thing shining in the unlit room was a small lamp on the table.
On the bed next to my bedding was my sister, who had fallen asleep while reading a book.
My sister had fallen asleep with her glasses on and a half-read book open in her weak hands.
“…Sister, are you sleeping?”
“…Huh… Ugh…”
It was the sleep talk she had been doing since she was young, the sleeping habit of her deeply sleeping sister.
Since middle school, I’ve always stayed up late reading books and sleeping, and I’m still like this.
When he was alone without me, did he sleep in this uncomfortable state until morning?
She takes off her glasses and takes out her book from her older sister, who mouths her cute drool.
She puts her bookmark in the area where her sister was looking, puts her glasses on top, and arranges it on the table.
Then, he puts her sister, who is sleeping against her back cushion, in a comfortable position and then strokes her hair.
“…Hehe…”
My older sister is usually a kind, mature person and a wonderful woman.
On the contrary, her sleeping figure is so delicate and beautiful that her heart flutters every time she sees it.
This was the only good thing about living at her grandmother’s house as a student.
She was able to see her sister’s sleeping face right in front of her nose.
At that time, she and her older sister had to sleep in a small storage room, holding each other.
“… It reminds me of the old days. When I was young, I was so excited that I was going to marry her older sister.”
She sits by the bedside of her sleeping sister with her peaceful face and gently strokes her soft cheek.
The older sister reluctantly answered her younger sibling’s insistence, ‘I’ll get married when I become an adult.’
Does your sister still remember that promise? If I become a great adult, will I keep my promise?
I know very well that the future is very uncertain and that I feel anxious.
Also, it’s not normal for her to feel this way toward her own sister.
Even so, I truly love my sister.
On that day when everyone abandoned me, she was the only person who stayed by my side until now.
Because loving the person who was the only adult in my life is my responsibility.
Even if others point fingers or curse at me, I will definitely convey my feelings to her sister.
Naturally, it is a taboo feeling that cannot reach her older sister, but it must be…
”…Thank you always, unnie.”
It was when she was about to say hello to her sleeping sister with a brief kiss on her forehead.
Rustling─
“Wha…?!”
She turned her head in surprise at the sound of a collar being scraped from around the corner.
I was surprised because I thought it was just a show, but it turned out to be the sound of clothes falling from a hanger.
It seemed like my bag, which I had hung up with my clothes, couldn’t bear the weight and fell down.
With a helpless sigh, she gets up from her sister’s side and heads towards her spilled clothes.
As the weather is slowly getting colder, I must have taken out my fall clothes in advance, and there are quite a lot of them.
After shaking off the clothes that had fallen on the floor and hanging them on hangers, the floor was soon visible.
The only thing left is the jacket I wore today…
“…Huh? This is…”
A pair of windbreakers you’ve never seen before.
Oh, now that I think about it, I heard that Woowoo oppa covered me up the day I got drunk at the pizza place.
They said they would wash it cleanly and bring it to me, but my sister… Seems to have forgotten.
She looks back at her older sister, who has already gone off to her dreamland, and stands up, laughing.
If I want to return it tomorrow, I have to wash it first, but since it’s late, I can go to a nearby coin laundry…
I looked around for my bag, which had fallen on the floor along with my clothes, and smelled Woo-joo’s clothes.
“Sssssmw”
As soon as I smelled it, my legs lost strength and I collapsed.
What was it? For a moment, my vision became blurry and I felt really good…
It was an incredible sense of pleasure, similar to what it would feel like if you took drugs.
“W-what was it…?”
I look down at my arms, which are twitching as if broken, and at Woo-joo’s clothes, which are held in one hand.
The only smells I could smell for a moment were the faint smell of cigarettes, the faint smell of sweat, and the smell of fabric softener.
It was an ordinary smell coming from ordinary clothes, nothing special. But why…?
“…Gulp…♡”
Curiosity, a curiosity and an unknown impulse that I don’t know where it came from.
The urge to feel that pleasure again, to smell that smell.
The moment when I brought the clothes she was holding in front of her nose while she was breathing heavily.
“Ha, ah, no…! This is strange…”
I barely managed to grab my senses and grab the bag that was far away.
If you throw this smell in the washing machine, it’ll be over!
I roughly put on my hat, picked up my bag, and walked toward the front door.
But as if to block my steps, the cloth fell through the unbuttons of the bag.
“…To…?”
What stopped me in my tracks was a man’s underwear falling out of my bag.
There was no way it was in the bag, it was something I had never seen before, but I knew it.
“The universe, my brother’s…”
These are Woojoo oppa’s panties.
These panties are not new, but used and smell of sweat…♡
The hand that started to move on its own again picked up the piece of cloth that had fallen on the floor.
And slowly, tremblingly, a hand brings it up to my nose.
No, no, no.
If you smell it, something else will start.
I am losing myself, something precious within me is deteriorating.
I don’t know how you know, but I’m sure it will happen that way.
Precious memories and feelings with my sister, there will never be anything like that…
“Seuuuuu with…♡♡”
Oh.
…
…
…
“Puhaa…♡”
Ah, that was true…♡
The clothes and panties were lent to me by Woo Joo to use as a daughter’s clothing.
Why had I forgotten it? The smell of sweat and a slightly soaked cock, I love it…♡
The smell that reaches my brain through my nose starts to make me feel sick.
Before I knew it, my panties were so wet that they were soggy and my heart was pounding like crazy.
As my lower abdomen trembles, I continue to breathe in the man’s scent on my panties.
“Houheuuuuu… Ah, ah──”
The sparkling, bouncing eyes in front of me, this can’t happen anymore.
“Huh?!♡♡ Ah, ahe…♡”
Butt flinching and jumping loudly.
Water drips down the pajama pants I was wearing.
I didn’t even touch her pussy, just the smell of her panties left me…
No joke, it felt good.
The smell of Woojoo’s panties is so addictive♡
Somehow I feel much better today than usual.
It was incomparable to the masturbation I usually did with my sister’s scent.
Is it because it’s been a while since I’ve used the scent of Oppa Woojung as my daughter’s favorite scent?
But isn’t there something strange? If you think about it that way, it’s been a while since I smelled like you…
Why has she never been turned on by her older sister’s scent since returning to Korea?
…Well, what do you think?
My sister is busy with school these days, so she can’t be a nuisance.
‘Oppa Woo-joo said he could understand because he’s a man, and he even lent me his daughter, right?’
‘He also taught me that women become more easily aroused by a man’s scent.’
‘Dick, the smell of cigarettes…♡♡’
“…Yes, you lent it to me after a long time, but if you don’t use it, it would be disrespecting your sincerity…♡”
Knock, knock─
A clear knocking sound echoes from the tightly closed bathroom door.
When there was no answer, the other side of the door knocked twice again.
“Yunbyeol…? Are you in the bathroom…?”
Of course, the person responsible for the knocking and worried voice was my older sister.
By chance, he woke up and I guess he was worried because I wasn’t there to lie down next to him.
I want to tell you not to worry, but I can’t speak out right now.
“Yeah, big… Uh…!!♡”
I muffle the moans that come out with one hand, and a fountain of water spurts out from my vagina.
Barely holding on to my consciousness as it flies into the distant darkness due to pleasure,
I roll up my stiff legs and let my pussy juice flow down the toilet.
Wooju’s panties held in his hand covering his mouth, and his brother’s windbreaker draped over his naked body.
I like it, I like it, Woozoo oppa’s scent is so good♡
“Y-Yunbyeol…? I heard a strange noise inside… Are you sure it’s okay…?! Can I come in?”
“Haa… Ugh, no, sister…♡ I didn’t hear it because I had my earphones in, so don’t worry.”
“Yeah, really? I was worried because I heard a strange noise… It’s already 4 o’clock, Yunbyeol, should you go to bed early too?”
“Hmm…♡ Don’t worry, sis♡”
Ah, the voice of someone I like coming from beyond the door.
The smell of someone you like covers your whole body♡ Here we go again, here we go…!
“Uuuuu…!!♡ Kuuuuu of be of the moment!”
Fu shoot──♡♡
I spray my horny juice on the back of my older sister as she pretends to walk away from the door.
This is my first time being gone like this, and I feel like my brain is boiling over.
It feels so damn good…♡ Just like this one more time… Huh?
“Sniff, sniff… Whoop…? Can’t you smell it…?”
The smell had disappeared from both the panties I was burying my nose in and the windbreaker I was wearing.
Did I drink too much? Or was it erased by my female scent?
That fragrant smell that makes a woman horny… No, I can’t… Without that scent, I…
My heart fills with anxiety at a strangely fast pace.
She hadn’t smelled anything for just a moment, but her hands and feet began to tremble.
Smell, smell, somehow, the smell of Wooju Oppa, right now…!
“…Ah…♡”
I guess that will work…
Rattle──
“Thank you, please come again.”
I stagger out of the convenience store that was standing next to the coin laundry.
What I’m holding in my hand is a cigarette, the same one that Woojoo oppa used to smoke.
If it’s this, if it’s my brother’s scent…♡
He puts a cigarette he has never smoked before in his mouth and lights it clumsily.
“Uuuuu…?! Cough! Cough!!”
As soon as the hot, stinging smoke fills my throat and nose, I start coughing.
An unpleasant sensation, as if pain remained in my throat, as if I had drank pepper.
I don’t understand people who say this is good, but… This smell that comes from a lit cigarette…
“Seuuup, haa…♡”
It’s weak, but it’s the smell of cigarettes that Woo-joo gave me…
Good, so good… My lower abdomen and uterus are shaking again…
I close my thighs with the urge to pierce my pussy at any moment.
It’s definitely good… But it’s still not enough, I want a stronger smell…
I want to keep inhaling the smell of Woo-joo’s cigarettes and the cock right in front of my nose.
As soon as it is quenched, the intense thirst rises and I touch my pussy over my pants.
I feel like I’m going crazy from the unresolved desires and the pleasure that doesn’t reach where I want to go.
Smell, smell, smell, smell, smell, space oppa, space oppa smell, I want it, I want it.
I can’t take it anymore.
I drop the cigarette, which was emitting light smoke, on the floor and step on it with my foot.
Then, I took out my cell phone, opened my contacts, and immediately saw an unfamiliar phone number.
This is Woojoo’s brother’s number, given to me by a person named Hye-mi. Oppa, oppa…♡
Immediately open the messaging app, enter the number, and open the chat room.
‘Oppa, this is Yunbyeol. Sorry for the late hour.
I guess my sister forgot her brother’s clothes…
I’d like to bring some clothes to you tomorrow, do you have a good time?’
Immediately, I make up a good excuse and call Woo Joo oppa.
There’s no way you’d receive a message at this late hour…
Tiring─
‘Come now.’
“…Haaak, haha… Haaak…!♡”
Even though it was late, the reply that came quickly contained a short command and address.
As soon as I see the reply, my heart starts pounding and my breathing becomes increasingly rough.
At the thought of being able to smell my brother again right now, my legs started moving on their own.
I completely forgot that I was putting my brother’s clothes back in the coin laundry.
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