Episode 2.My new family is so nice to me

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take the elevator down

The time displayed on the smartphone is 11:30 PM.

The destination convenience store is located within the apartment complex, so you can get there quickly.

just a little annoying

Come to think of it, tonight is being eaten evenly.

After my mom, my childish smile, and even running errands for my older sister.

Indeed, today can be said to be a microcosm of my life.

If you ask me if that's a complaint, it's not.

After coming out of the apartment's common entrance, I turned my head and looked up at the apartment towering far above.

Even now, sometimes I wonder if I am dreaming.

I am still being abused by my old parents, and I am dreaming while fainting for a while.

And when you wake up, you will continue to be abused again.

I imagine that sometimes.

okay. I was a child who was abused by my birth parents until I was 6 years old.

My biological parents were truly human scum.

Beating, kicking, stepping on, drowning, losing, starving... … .

Then, the teacher, who was surprised to see me peeing blood at the daycare center, took me to the hospital, and things came to light.

child abuse. Preposition 14 weeks.

His ribs were broken and his intestines badly damaged.

When I took off my clothes, there were bruises all over my body, and the earthquake marks from a cigarette were clear on my back.

The parents made excuses, but that was child abuse.

When they cried in pain, they put their heads in the water.

If I didn't laugh in front of others, I would starve myself.

Taking such a life for granted, I grew up until the age of six.

When this happened to the world, my real parents were arrested,

After receiving treatment at the hospital, I ended up in a shelter for abused children.

And there I met my new mother.

"ha… … ."

Now that I'm an adult, I know how lucky I am.

Even though I was abused when I was young, I met my new family and I'm doing well in my own way.

They treated me like a real family member, not a drop of blood.

It's not that I care more because I'm an abused child, or something like that.

It means treating them like real sons, younger brothers, and older brothers.

A family that runs troublesome errands, jokes with them, and beats them out of anger.

… … But am I considering that family like a real family?

This isn't the first time I've felt sexual desire for my current family.

This urge has been going on since my middle school adolescence until now.

I know this is wrong.

I also tried to fix it.

I even tried to make a girlfriend.

But it didn't work.

The more you try to suppress it, the more the urge grows.

My family is all famous, so I couldn't talk to anyone,

As a result, even after the age of 20, trash was born who lusts after his family.

"In the end, you must be a trash son with trash parents."

Even if the family changes, the blood does not change.

The blood of my parents was still flowing in me.

* ＊ *

"mom."

After going to the convenience store, I carefully opened the door to my mother's room.

Mom was still asleep, not knowing anything.

I left the hangover drink from the convenience store in front of the dressing table and carefully left the room.

"sister."

And I headed to the fitness room where my sister was.

My sister was sitting on the floor and stretching as if she had finished her workout.

… … Looking at my sister now, I think it would be burdensome for anyone other than me.

Why do women wear such risque clothes when exercising?

The bra top, which doesn't look much different from underwear, made her sister's eye-catching breasts stand out even more.

The tight-fitting leggings showed off the hip and leg lines.

Even if you don't think of me as a man, wouldn't this be too much?

Are all the other sisters in the house doing this?

"… I'll leave the water here."

I left an bag of water and sanitary napkins in the corner of the room and tried to leave.

"After Jin Seon. Come here for a second."

"… why?"

"why? Why did you say that now?"

I just asked back, but it seemed like rebellion to my sister.

I quietly shook my head and walked over to my sister's side.

"… … Do you have any other thoughts about Miso?"

My older sister brought up the story while continuing to stretch.

It is a terrifying posture in which the upper body is attached to the floor while tearing both legs from side to side.

And the question made my heart thump.

While swallowing dry saliva inside, I pretended nothing was wrong.

"Think of something else? What else are you thinking?"

"Don't pretend. Did you see the cock stand on its feet earlier?"

"sister!"

I jumped in surprise at my sister's words, which had not gone through any filtering.

Heat gathers in the face. Even siblings have something else to say.

"why? no?"

My sister asked, lying on the floor with only her face turned to me.

"… uh. no."

"okay?"

My sister raised her upper body and took a deep breath.

And the legs that were torn left and right were also closed and sat up in an upright posture.

"Seonhu. Do you think your sister is saying this to scold you?"

My sister looked me straight in the eyes this time and said.

How did this happen?

For some reason, my sister's voice sounded like she was worried about me. hallucinations?

"My sister is saying this because she's worried about you. A smile is an idol. If even a little strange rumors spread, I can't turn it back."

"… … You don't have to worry about it because you're not going to gossip about it."

"okay? Do you masturbate properly these days?"

"ruler… … !?"

I was speechless.

They say that when people get too flustered, their heads go blank, so this must be the case.

"In the past, when I entered your room, it was full of the smell of chestnut flowers, but now there is no smell at all? You don't masturbate well these days, do you?"

"What, what, masturbation, like that,"

I wanted to say something, but the words just didn't come out.

His tongue was stiff and he refused to speak.

It's not something that a person like Jajini, Zujini, or older sister should say.

And to openly expose his brother's privacy. Doesn't he have to pretend he doesn't know even if he knows?

No matter how big a sister it is, I think this really crossed the line.

"that… You don't have to tell your sister about that, right? Why the hell do you care about that?"

I spoke with a slightly angry expression.

But my sister didn't even get the seeds.

"Don't mind. Is my beastly younger brother properly relieving his sexual desire?"

"… … ."

"If sexual desire piles up and attacks our cute little sister, wouldn't it be a big deal? I don't like sex offenders coming out of the house."

"… … sister. Don't worry, don't do that."

"All sex offenders say that."

"Are you treating me as a sex offender now?"

"No, not at all? Because noona believes in my younger brother the most in the world."

My sister said that and smiled broadly.

It was an innocent, innocent smile.

"But no one in the world wants to make an accident. You never know what will happen."

"… … ?"

"So this means that this older sister will help before an accident happens. So that our cute little brother doesn't get into an accident."

"… What, how do you help?"

"well. Like, masturbation?"

"ruler… … ."

I am at a loss for words again.

Help with masturbation?

Are you saying you know what you're talking about?

"… sister. don't joke I'll be really mad too."

"Do you think I'm joking?"

"Then what is not a joke now?"

Gradually, I started to get really angry.

How much do you think I'm thinking inside?

I even felt anger at my sister who said carelessly without knowing such things.

However, my anger faded as if I had been doused with cold water by the next sister's actions.

"Even like this?"

My sister took my hand and put it on her chest.

I couldn't close my gaping mouth.

My sister ordered me to masturbate

Soyoung noona is a professional golfer who debuted when she was in high school.

Even before her professional debut, Nuna received a lot of attention for her gorgeous appearance and the title of a celebrity's daughter.

Her mother-like beauty, slender height, and F-cup breasts catch the attention of men.

It must be more strange that such an older sister does not receive attention.

This tendency intensified after Noona made her professional debut.

People called her a genius golfer and praised her.

Noona, whose every action stood out, was a walking advertising tower.

Large corporations scrambled to sign sponsor contracts, and countless advertising offers came in.

It was to the point of being talked about that rookie pros who hadn't achieved anything yet earned more than regular pros.

But that wasn't all good.

The popularity that was inflated rather than the performance has created a lot of anti-sex.

Thousands of malicious comments were posted on broadcasts and news articles featuring the older sister.

Reporters monitored her sister's personal life one by one, and continued to publish rumors about plastic surgery, past history, and dating rumors.

Rumors with no substance just to get as many views as possible.

Whether it's true or not, such rumors were a good prey for those who just needed ingredients to discredit their sister.

But my sister was not shaken by such things.

My older sister devoted herself entirely to sports.

And he calmed down the controversy with his skills.

She won several competitions at home and abroad, and at the age of 22, she even topped the prize money rankings for female players in Korea.

The rumors floating around the world gradually subsided.

I respected my older sister.

I wanted to become a person that I would not be ashamed of as a member of my sister's family.

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My sister pulled my hand and placed it on her chest.

Crunchy and soft to the touch.

The feeling of her chest covered by a bra top was directly transmitted to me.

"sister!"

Surprised by my sister's sudden action, I quickly pulled her hand.

The hand that had been on her sister's chest a while ago was as hot as if it had been burned.

"what are you doing? It's too much of a prank!"

"Didn't you say you weren't kidding?"

I was so shocked that I felt like I was going to run out of breath.

However, the older sister had a relaxed face.

"Sister, what's wrong? Why are you doing this?"

"Did you tell me? I am doing this because I am worried about you."

"Where is the person who would do something like this out of concern?!"

How the hell did that happen?

Noona is not a person who can't communicate like this.

He was strict with me as much as he was with himself, but he had a minimum of common sense.

But now, I felt that my older sister was not the Jin So-yeong I knew, but something else unidentified.

My sister spread a finger toward me.

"Masturbate at least once a day. Thinking of my sister."

"… … what?"

I couldn't bear to ask.

To masturbate while thinking of your sister every day?

Did I hear you right?

"Instead, don't set your eyes on Miso. Ban dirty thoughts against smile. Physical contact is strictly prohibited. Even if Miso asks to do it first, it is prohibited. Do You Understand?"

"Nuna, wait, are you really afraid that I might do something to Miso?"

"You don't know what men and women do. Did you think you would hear something like this from your sister?"

"… … ."

Of course I never thought of it.

Not me, but anyone else.

"Then, sister will come after washing, so in the meantime, take one foot off."

"One step… … ."

I'm not naive enough to not know what that means.

And my sister got up from her seat and took off the bra top she was wearing.

I didn't even wear anything else underneath. I didn't even put a nipple patch on.

My sister's raw breasts swayed and appeared.

I watched the scene with my mouth open.

The sight of her breasts being lifted up as she took off her clothes, falling down again, pulled by gravity.

The pure white flesh, the slightly pale nipples, and the older sister were all exposed.

Perfect in size, shape, and color, it was the ideal breast that every man dreams of.

I thought I shouldn't look at it, but I couldn't take my eyes off it, like being sucked into a black hole.

"I'll lend you this, so use it."

My sister put her naked bra top on top of my head.

lend me write? What?

My sister added to me who couldn't speak and only opened my mouth.

"It's cheaper there. Don't spill it elsewhere."

cheap here

what? semen?

To ejaculate here?

In your sister's clothes?

"Then I go to the shower."

And my sister went out of the room like the wind.

I held my sister's bra top in my hand and was mesmerized for a while.

Am I masturbating with this from now on? With the clothes your sister was wearing?

An act that may result in being kicked out of the house if caught by someone.

But my sister allowed it. No, I was ordered to do it.

Then I have no choice but to follow my sister's words.

I don't think my sister did this to make fun of me.

I made her touch her breasts with my hands, and even took off her clothes to show her breasts.

It's not something you can do as a joke.

Besides, making her masturbate with her own clothes.

As I said before, my older sister has mysophobia.

You may think that you can just throw away the dirty clothes, but the very fact of such an act will make your sister faint.

My older sister allowed me to do this.

It meant that she was taking the situation seriously.

"Is it so obvious… … ."

I thought I was hiding my inner feelings in my own way.

I thought that I just had to keep my dirty desires toward my mother, older sister, and younger brother within myself.

Then nobody gets hurt.

However, it seems that my dirty inside was clearly visible to my sister.

"under… … ."

A sense of wonder creeps in.

I don't think I'll be able to see my sister's face from now on.

The most embarrassing thing was that even under these circumstances, my cock was hard with excitement.

They were protesting for something to be done quickly.

I returned to my room at once.

To do the homework my sister gave me. To calm the protesting cocks.

"Whoa… … ."

I locked the door and lay down on the bed. I also took off my pants.

My cock stood upright in a 1-character toward the ceiling.

I open my sister's bra top in my hand.

It was the clothes my sister had been wearing a while ago, soaked with her sister's sweat and body odor.

I don't know what the material is made of, but it was soft and elastic.

When I brought it to my nose, it smelled of fabric softener mixed with a little sweat.

The scent excites me more like a pheromone.

Using my sister's permission as an excuse, I wrapped my bra top around my prick and started rubbing it.

When I closed my eyes, I could clearly recall my sister's breasts that I saw when I took off my clothes.

The soft touch of the hand also remained.

I regretted why I gave up so quickly.

"sister… … ."

Beautiful, strong, respectable Soyoung noona.

Masturbation while thinking of that older sister made me feel better than ever.