How to Make a Living as a Writer of Nonsense (Incest)

Chapter 37

How to Make a Living as a Writer of Nonsense (Incest)

I’m a writer of nonsense (incest)… By the way, the illustration of my work is ‘younger sister’?

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Chapter 37 – I Got a Slippery Pussy on My Glans

Haha…”
“Hey… Stop it now… I’m having a hard time….”

The breath we vomit fills the room before we know it.
And the heat seemed like it would burn him.

“…… Do you hate me doing this?”
“Ah, no… I don’t like it or like it right now… It’s not important now… I’m saying that right now! Ah, no…”

A finger taps and touches the nipple.

“He told me to stop…”

I covered it with the palm of my hand, which had hardened from an erection.
Then, moving her fingers slowly, she gently massaged her ‘younger sister’s breasts.

“… I’ll give you a massage.”
“What kind of massage is this!!”

Screaming, ‘little sister’ takes a blanket and hides her face in it.
However, the words and actions of the ‘younger sister’ were different.

It was full of the sound of my jeans rubbing against each other while twisting my thighs.

“… Do you like it?”
“Fuck… Heh, go, it’s itchy… That’s why… “

The body of the ‘younger sister’ warmed up like a hand warmer.
I had nowhere to run, so I laid down quietly and got a massage from me.

“…This, when you grow up, it hurts even when you walk…”

Her breasts were more than enough to fill her hands.
Even though he was wearing underwear, he expressed his curiosity about this, which fluctuated every time he walked.

“…Whatever.”
“No, does it really hurt? I’m just curious.”
“Please stop asking me fuckin’ questions… It’s fucking annoying…”
“Ah, I’m not a woman. So, you might be wondering. Are these things piled up and all data?”
“… Ah, fuck… Well, what kind of answer do you want… “

The feeling of breasts is impossible to describe in words, no matter what expressions, means, or methods I have.
Because, among the bodies of men, nothing so soft and soft has ever existed.

“… I just thought it wouldn’t be inconvenient to be this big.”
“Uh. It’s fucking uncomfortable.”
“Ah, ah—! You crazy bastard!!”

‘Little sister’s short answer cut off our conversation in an instant.
I grabbed the nipple and twisted it sideways.

“Is this a massage?! Don’t you know that this is fucking painful?!”

The ‘little sister’ began to struggle over her body.
However, my arms, which were tightly gripped by my body, showed no sign of loosening.
Eventually, it was entangled with my feet and clinging to me.

“Mr. Lee!! You really fell behind!!”

Is it because of resentment? The anger now seemed to be annoying me for no reason, not just because of the pain.

“You, this! Just loosen it!!”

The cry of ‘younger sister’ full of anger follows.
And I’m too sad to let go of these hands that hold her breasts, so I hold on tighter to my ‘sister’s’ body and hold on.

Hehe!! Haaaaan!!”

‘Little sister’ tries to turn her body over while screaming.

“Ah…”

But, how much is this? Memories of childhood run through my mind.
Those days, now faded, flickered before my eyes.

“Hey… Park Eun-young. Do you remember?”
“I remember something—!!”

It seems that it was like that then too.
Caught like this by my bullying, I used to struggle very hard to get out.

“Would you like to wrestle after a long time?”
“…Don’t be a jerk. Solve this quickly. Ah, shit! Stop messing around!!”

I couldn’t give up the soft feeling in my hand.
Especially the hard nipples tickling the palms.
The mere fact that those nipples were erect made her lower leg stiff.

“Let’s wrestle for the first time in a while, huh? I’ll press it, so you get out of here.”
“… If it was like this! Why the hell would you ask me?!”

I tried to ignore the words of ‘younger sister’.
And my body rolled half a turn sideways.
The ‘little sister’ fell face down and was placed under me.

“Hey! Oh, don’t get out of the way!?”

The ‘younger sister’, who was pressed by my weight, struggled as if she was still full of strength.
And thanks to that, even though it was on her jeans her, her cock her was rubbing between her hips her.

“… If you get out, you win, and if you hold on until you give up, I win, you know?”
“Haa… Get out of the way when you say nice things… It’s fucking heavy now…”

It’s a game I often played when I was young.
And what makes this so fun is that we remember doing it once or twice a day.

… My last memory was when I was in the upper grades of elementary school.

“Now, are you done?”
“Nothing at all!!”

As if doing a plank, I put strength on my hands and feet and lifted my body slightly in the air.
Even so, my hands were still busy massaging under the breasts.

“Uh, uh, get your butt off—!!”

I couldn’t have known.
He would do that too, because it had been a long time since he had an erection like he was about to burst his pants.

“… It’s on top of your pants. It’s not like I’m going to put anything in there… I think you’re trembling a bit… “
“…… Yoobyeol? You’re calling me Yubyeol right now?!”
“Uh. We did more anyway. Let’s not do that too much, huh?”
“… Then take your hands off your chest and tell me!”

Kung-kung- The beating heart clearly conveyed the feeling of being a ‘little sister’ to me.
The wiggling ass kept stimulating my cock.

“Why are you so angry? Can I let you touch my cock?”
“Oh, really! Please stop talking crazy!”

The ‘little sister’, who still seemed to have horns, struggled with her body her again.
Anyway, like I said, I was faithfully working on my bet.

“Kkeuh! Heh, hehe!!”

Lift yourself up with your hands on the floor.
However, it didn’t seem to work well on the soft mattress.
She struggled a few more times like that, and eventually broke her body.

“Haaaaah…What is this…”

The follow-up ‘younger sister’ voice.
For me, it felt good just to lay on top of each other like this.

In particular, the immaculate nape of the neck that can be seen through the hair, the breasts that fit in the hand, the full buttocks that allow the glans to be rubbed freely, and the unique ‘younger sister’ body odor that permeates the nose … There was nothing better.

“…… You, did you come here for this… ?”
“Is that the story again? Did you ask to come?”
“No, so… Did you say you were coming because you wanted to do this with me… ?”

It was as if her girlfriend was meeting me to do this.

“Yeah. Did you come for this?”
“…Garbage.”

It was as if he realized that he couldn’t do it by force.
So it seemed like he was trying to boil me with words, but there was no way I would be so easily taken care of.

“Haa… How does it feel to be under the rubbish?”
“Ah, get out of the way! It’s disgustingly real…!!”

She buried her face in her fluttering hair.
Then, he presses his lips through the hair of her.

Like that, the downy hair on my neck his tickled my lips.
Again, that smooth skin met my lips.

“What do you want to do?”
“… Nothing. Just get out of the way.”

The ‘little sister’, who still did not give up, continued to brush me off and help me.
However, I was also persistent and pushing on such a ‘little sister’.

“Are your pants uncomfortable?”
“… Uh. It’s fucking comfortable.”
“Will you take it off?”
“Ah, damn… That’s uncomfortable—!”
“Okay. I’ll take it off.”
“Hey, hey—!!”

It might be because of those jeans that he is so sensitive and sharp.
Because that was the physically biggest wall between me and my ‘younger sister’.

The biggest, thickest, and tallest wall that ‘younger sister’ has built.
Perhaps because of that disappearance, the wall that was blocking us might also disappear.

At least that’s what I thought.
My actions were quick.

“Ah, ah!”

Hand digging under pants.
‘Little sister’, as expected, fluttered her body her, but thanks to that, my hand settled down more easily.

“Don’t—!!”

If I get excited by that word not to do it, am I abnormal?

“Ah, jjoom! Oppa, oppa ah—!!”

My hand, which had been wandering down the cramped floor, quickly undid the button on my jeans.
Eventually, the zipper also went down with a jig-sound.

“Crazy bastard!!”

The heartbeat of the ‘younger sister’, which seemed to burst through the breast of her, was transmitted.
No, the raging voice and rough gestures were enough to understand the feelings of this ‘little sister’.

And the jeans that were draped over my big hips went down little by little, guided by my hand.
The ‘little sister’ tries to stop it somehow by spreading her legs out to the side of her like her frog.

“Oh, please! Stop it, eh? Stop it!!”

However, the gaping leg soon tightened on my knee, and my thighs pressed against each other again.

“Ah, aaaaa!!”

At the end of my outcry, ‘younger sister’ loses her strength like a broken kite.
Then she took whatever blanket and pillow she could get her hands on, and was busy covering her face her.

“Crazy bastard… Perverted bastard… I told you not to… Seeing… Seriously…”

Her tight-fitting jeans her slid down effortlessly.
It was as if light was emanating from that immaculate buttocks of her.
Until a little while ago, my legs were only wide open, but now I am busy pulling my thighs inward.

“… Hey. Why no panties… No way—”
“Don’t bullshit! You… Damn… Messed with my bag… That’s why I left my underwear at home… So, please don’t bullshit…!!”

Inside the futon, the voice of the ‘little sister’ was muttering.

“Hey! I-I’m not cleaning it up!?”

The slippery pussy touched the glans of her.
There was nothing stopping us like that.

Haha…”

My eyes were dazzled by the unfamiliar sensation.
And I can feel the labia bulging on the glans.
I felt like I could shove my cock right up my fuck hole.

How to Make a Living as a Writer of Nonsense (Incest)

I’m a writer of nonsense (incest)… By the way, the illustration of my work is ‘younger sister’?

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