Chapter 160 – Hospital Play (1)

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… No wait this is my room
Why am I being stupid to listen to that?

When I opened the closed door again, Yun Daye, a master of the Ungeojuchum, was wiping the water from her genital area.
… In my panties

Eyes meeting in the quiet silence.

“Get out.”

It was a low voice that sent chills down the spine,

“Nope?”

I know

“…What?”

That the present expressionlessness is just a mask to hide embarrassment.

“No. This is my room?”
“This person…!”

Daye Yoon only pursed her lips as she trembled.
I guess so. I was caught masturbating to my panties in my room, what can I say.

“Please get out of here to clean up!”
“This is my room, where are you going? I don’t like it.”
“Please…!”

The only thing in the place where the mask was removed is a girl who is at a loss for shame, shame, and embarrassment.

It’s rare to see Yoon Daye being so shy, so you should enjoy it to your heart’s content.

I never do this to see there.
It’s not for the sake of looking at her tight, manly crotch that hasn’t changed at all from when she was younger.
It was absolutely not my intention to see the bare mountain that was wet with the love juice that had just erupted and added a shine.

“…Ping.”
“Please… Please…”

As she lost her way and hesitated, her hand holding her panties covered her crotch.
Well… Covering the vagina with my panties… ? What a shitty situation… !!

Gulp.
The sound of swallowing saliva that sounds especially loud today.

How is it?
If you make fun of Daye Yoon here… This is not
There are very, very few cases or opportunities to make fun of Yoon Daye, but this is not something to blow away.

Yoon Daye’s masturbation is an open secret that I, him, and even Oh Harin implicitly guess.
But. She has sex with Oh Harin 4-5 times a week at home, and every time she peeps through the slightly open door and can’t help but notice that she masturbates.

Oh Harin and I, as well as Daye Yoon, would know that I was caught.
It’s just that no one speaks first, an open secret in this family.

But what if you’re kidding me here?
Daye Yoon, feeling her shame, would either stop her masturbation or hide even tighter. That’s not a good situation at all for Yoon Daye and me holding onto her rice cake.

Then what do I do… Well, there’s only one.

“Why are you suddenly like this?”
“…Uh?”
“What are you so shy about? Don’t you remember? We were playing hospitals?”

Yes, this is it
Pretend it’s nothing, but don’t be indifferent… A natural reaction!

“…Me.”
“Yes?”
“I remember, I can.”

Da-ye Yoon muttered as if possessed, mesmerized by her acting skills as the water rose.

“Isn’t it? Well, this much is nothing between us? Arrange it comfortably, comfortably.”

It was also a job to catch Yoon Daye’s downward-looking eyes, looking like Winnie the Pooh’s top and bare bottom.

Be patient
If you brush her mouth a little longer —

“Then put it away and tell me.”

One of the hands that was covering the crotch with my panties turned to me.
I reflexively looked down and saw that my pants were inflated.

… Damn, you’re so healthy.

“Ah, this is natural. It’s been like that before. It was like this every time we played hospital.”
“…You remembered.”

I nodded my head at the voice that sounded like a sigh mixed with a myriad of unknown emotions.

“Of course. It’s nothing else. How can I forget that?”

The memory of that Daye Yoon wiggling my cock and I wiggling Daye Yoon’s groin.

Hospital game.
Previously, so… When we were young

Daye Yoon and I lived in a hillside village in a rural village.
Even friends… No, a place where only me and Yoon Daye were the only ones my age.

Parents who are busy from early morning to evening due to dual income. The two are the only siblings.
We were parents, friends, and only talkers to each other.

However, their inclinations were completely opposite, and if I was younger in mental age than my peers, Daye Yoon had a higher mental age than his peers.

So… Should I say that Daye Yoon took care of me when I was whining?
Now that I think about it, if it wasn’t for that kind of environment, I would never have been able to get close to Yoon Daye. That’s because we have different personalities.

Anyway, Yoon Da-ye, who was much more mature than her peers, opened her eyes to ‘sex’ as much as her vigorous curiosity, and was clever enough to solve it without being caught by adults.

Enough to seduce me when I was strong and play with each other’s genitals in the name of ‘playing at the hospital’.
At first, ‘hospital play’, which was just about taking off my bottoms and observing, soon became a level of fiddling with and kneading with my hands.

At that time, I just liked the feeling of Yoon Daye’s touch, so I didn’t know how to look, and I frowned every day saying let’s play hospital.
… Oh, what an embarrassing past.

Then, as if I thought it was unfair to be manipulated one-sidedly by myself in the past, I was a fool.

After that, they alternately became ‘doctor’ and ‘patient’ and started fiddling with each other’s genitals… As we got older, it naturally became a relationship of godfather to each other.

I didn’t think he liked me for nothing.
No matter how stupid I was in the past, at least I wasn’t overly self-conscious.

As she stared blankly, recalling the past, Daye Yoon, who had pursed her lips, carefully asked what she was thinking.

“You know. It’s been a while since we’ve been in the hospital… Do you want to play?”

What? What kind of cake is this?
I thought about how to set the tone and talk, but I thought Yoon Daye would speak first.

“Good!”

In response to my immediate answer, Daye Yoon said shyly.

“…Wouldn’t you think about it before answering?”

Worry?
Well… Worry.

“Um… Good!”
“Ha.”

For some reason, Daye Yoon lets out a sigh that frees her pulse and sits on my bed.
I tossed my underpants that were covering my crotch and crossed her slender legs.

“Take it off.”

Oh oh Excessive.
After some time, it becomes the same as usual and stretches straight.

When I was very young, when I didn’t know anything, I laughed brightly and took off my clothes when Yoon Daye told me to take off my clothes.

And after growing up a little and vaguely understanding what the current act meant, I took it off with shame.

But now I am different.
It wasn’t a time when I didn’t know anything, nor a time when I vaguely knew anything. Now I know all too well what this act is.

Because it’s so familiar and skillful.
Without shame, she lowered her pants and panties down to her ankles and threw them off, revealing her son’s dignified appearance.

“Suck—”

Sound of rapid breathing.
The subtle trembling eyes do not know how to fall from my alter ego.

I’ve always been stealing, but that’s what I was always stealing.
The angle of view and the lighting were all unsatisfactory. It’s the first time he’s seen my cock clearly from the front, so it’s no wonder he couldn’t take his eyes off it.

“Hmmmm. It’s not the first time I’ve seen it, so look at it like that.”
“M, M, M, A lot… Has changed.”

Yoon Da-ye, who even gave a beep, stared at the cock.

But. Where else would I have seen such a sleek, pretty, handsome, big, thick cock?
… For a moment. If I saw another cock, that would be bad too.

“How does it compare to others?”

When I asked,

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen it.”

Assert that
Nice… This pretty one

“Ah~ It’s a lie. It won’t come out in porn.”
“I don’t see anything like that.”
“Really? Really?”
“Uh. Don’t look.”
“Isn’t it Gura? Really?”
“I don’t see it.”

After glaring at him with a cold voice, he started observing his cock again.
Ooh, looking at you like that… If you stare at it…

Copper fluid flowed from the tip of the cock clinging to her belly with excessive excitement.

Ugh… I just stare at you, why are you so ugly?
I can’t. I want to see Yoon Daye’s shy face.

“Then you know. How can you masturbate if you don’t watch porn?”
“What?”
“That’s right. I don’t even watch porn, but how do you masturbate? That doesn’t mean you’re not a person who won’t masturbate. You have a lot of sex drive.”
“That… Well…”

Hesitating with a puzzled expression on his face is fucking disgusting.
Yes, tell me speak with your mouth

Avoiding my eyes full of anticipation, Daye Yoon pursed her lips.

“—Tiro.”
“I can’t hear you. What?”
“In your panties.”
“Aha. Did you masturbate with my panties just like before?”
“…”
“I just took my panties and touched my pussy while sniffing!”
“Shut that annoying mouth.”

This… This familiar feeling…

“Hey, Daye. The testicles… Aren’t the part to hold so tightly.”
“Therefore?”
“…It hurts.”
“You’re saying you’re sick.”
“No… It really hurts.”

Balls… If you squeeze your pockets so tightly and rub them…

Without realizing it, I respectfully stood with her hands and legs together.
Even in the midst of this, I feel sad for my son who spit out Cooper liquid.

“Patient.”
“…?”
“Patient. Where did you come from?”

A soft voice that seemed to melt easily.
What? This…

“Kochu… It hurts.”

I answered that familiar comment without knowing it.
As before.

This… Play hospital?

“Kochu is sick. Where… Here?”

Before I knew it, the hand that had been painfully rubbing my pocket became softer, and the hand that came up slowly went up, skimming the pillar.

My son twitched in response to the finger poking at the glans shiny with Cooper fluid.

Daye Yoon looked up at me as she sat cross-legged on the bed, resting her chin on his chin with one hand and poking at his cock with the other.

Strange… Put on a mischievous smile, and go ahead and say it.
To start playing hospital, to speak our own promise, our own slang.

“Doctor. That Kkochu is sick. Please treat it.”