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

Chapter 49

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 49 – … Suck My Dick

“Mom, are you really going to stay here… ?”
“Yes why?”
“No, it’s not that there aren’t any empty rooms… Why bother in the living room… “

The apartment is a bit old, but the pyeongsu is quite large.
The place where I live is the largest master bedroom with a small bathroom attached.

And two smaller rooms.
One of them was written by ‘Little Sister’, and the other was left blank.

“… I could change rooms… “
“Ah, it’s okay. Now I’m living in the middle of the day, so why are my son and daughter noticing?”

The aunt laughed cheerfully.
And he says that a large living room is more comfortable to live in, and not to worry about it too much.

“Ah…But. And we’re a bit uncomfortable too…”
“Daughter, is your mother uncomfortable?”
“… Then isn’t it uncomfortable? Are you doing this in the middle of the living room?”
“Oh, he’s… He’s really good.”

As for the aunt, she seemed to know that she was thinking of herself, but I can understand a little bit how ‘her sister’ said such a thing.

“I’m really fine, can you help me unpack Mom?”
“…Okay.”

The two mothers and daughters cross each other’s arms and disappear, and the ‘sister’s’ dressing room becomes noisy again.

“Whoa…”

It’s a big deal.
I felt like my life as a writer had somehow gone back to square one after leaving other things behind.

It was very recently that he had been avoiding the eyes of his ‘younger sister’ and was finally caught.
In fact, the fact that I was able to avoid it was possible because the ‘younger sister’ had to go to work.
However, it was unclear whether he would be able to do that to her aunt now.

“Haa… Fucked.”

I don’t have anything to stock up on overnight.
The stockpile that I barely built up ran out yesterday.

It also has to write the main story and two side stories.
My head was pounding because I didn’t have that much time given to me.

It’s a schedule that I would have managed to manage without Ajumma, but I was in a situation where I had to keep an eye on it without realizing it.

Crunchy- Tick-

Once in the room, the door was locked.
It was rare to come into the room out of nowhere, but there was nothing wrong with being careful.

“Ha…”

A deep sigh.
First, go to the desk.

Then turn on the monitor you turned off.
The screen, which soon brightens, fills the monitor with the last part of the side story that went up yesterday.

“Okay…”

It’s a very personal opinion, but I think that if it’s an obscene story, you have to drive a cock into your pussy unconditionally.
Maybe a little too much, and the story progressed at a fast tempo.

But, anyway, those things were secondary things that went through on the way to sex.
Personally, I’ve never considered it that important.

I was only thinking about that scene, and how to make it even more attractive.

However, after writing the anecdote, my thoughts changed a little.
I tried to melt the feelings I felt toward my ‘younger sister’ into writing.

As a result, the tempo naturally slowed down a bit.
It may also feel a little protracted for the reader to accept.

However, this is a little unfair.
If I had to argue, it’s relatively easier to write a rice cake scene than to go to sex.

“Hmm…”

I repeated writing and erasing.
I think about it while searching for memories.

What was the reaction of the ‘younger sister’ at this time?
What’s your expression? Another hand gesture?

I’m also curious about the feelings of the ‘younger sister’ that she must have felt at this time.
Normally, I would have called her to her room her and asked her, but the situation had changed a bit, so it was difficult to ask right away.

If it’s dawn when everyone is asleep, maybe there’s a chance to ask.
But, unfortunately, I have to finish writing before midnight today… Thinking that there was nothing I could do about it, I thought about it and quietly left a message.

[Me]
[Leave a message because I have something to ask. I’m about to write a blow job scene, but the main character is sleeping and her sister is secretly sucking it? But, what should I know… Haha… I was curious about how you were back then. If you leave a message when the time comes, I’ll send you a message]

It was like that then too.
I took off my pants and panties that I pretended to sleep.
He held his cock in his mouth and sucked it carefully.

I especially remember how he complained about the taste of his cum in her.
Still, he licked my cock up a few more times and swallowed the cum down his throat.

I was curious as to why it was like that, so I left a message like that and then tapped the keyboard again.

I wondered if five minutes had passed since I sent the call, but suddenly the door made a rattling- rattling- sound and tried to force it open.

“Ah, uh, uh…”

A sudden brain freeze came.
Then, in a hurry, I immediately turn off the monitor.

“Oh, who, who are you?!”

Slightly swollen lower torso while writing.
It wasn’t to the extent that it made a lot of tea, but it was still quite stiff.

“Yah-!!”

Bang-! Bang-!

Worrying about being an ajumma flies far away.

“Ha…”

A sigh of relief followed.
And I quickly went to the door and unlocked it.

“Hey!”

It was the ‘younger sister’ who annoyed me at first.

“Shh, shh! Hey, I can hear everything outside.”

I quickly pull the ‘younger sister’, who is frantic, into the room.
Then he closed the door again and locked it.

“You, you… Are you talking, me, crazy… ? Why are you asking that all of a sudden?”
“No… So you asked me to do it via chat when the time was right. Why are you annoyed by the sudden appearance… ?”

There’s something of a puzzled look on his face.
But, to my dismay, I would have added more.

I really didn’t know that I would come into the room like this.

“… And that, uh, mom is there… Why in the room.”
“You’re talking shit with your toe and talk, then I’ll stay still?!”

It seemed that he was excited, or more precisely, he was burning with anger.
And I repeat the talk I sent again.

“…… Why Talk? You were supposed to help me write it.

It was an odd reaction.
It’s not like I haven’t gotten help yet.
Because I know you’re interested in me too.

But, was it my misunderstanding?
‘Younger sister’ shrugged her shoulders slightly and chewed on her lower lip.

“… I, fuck… When did I do fella… Secretly while I was sleeping… ? Me, when did I—!!”
“Ah…”

And suddenly it comes to mind.
Anyway, both of them took turns pretending to be asleep.
That’s why I never bothered to talk about it.

“Hey, that’s okay. What are you talking about again?”

I’ve seen everything that I can’t see.
It’s safe to say that I’ve tried everything except sex.

In the midst of that, it’s a little funny to see her being as quiet as a fella.

“Dogs, dogs, bullshit—!!”

The face of the ‘little sister’ who screamed out loud was stained red.
As if she was getting angry, even her eyes her became bloodshot.

And, by all means, does he think she went undetected?
Also, is she not even aware that I pretended to sleep?

Otherwise, there seems to be no reason to hide it this far.

“…… Did I get it wrong?”

It can’t be an illusion.

“… It seems like a dream.”

It’s not even a dream.

“Ha! Mi, you crazy pervert… What kind of dream, er, do you dream of something like that.”

But, again, he tries to go overboard by arguing with me.

“… Isn’t it? It’s a dream, right?”
“…Uh. I’m crazy… Put that thing in my mouth and suck it…”

The ‘sister’s’ gaze was directed downward.
Staring at my dick

A cock that was already half erect.
The cock bulged out of the top of his pants.

“…… I’m just overflowing with energy?

And the ‘younger sister’ who shoots pitiful eyes at my cock turns her body around.

“Hey, where are you going?”

I urgently catch the ‘younger sister’ and set it up.

“Ah, Cee! Eh, don’t let this go?!”

And waving her hand her, the ‘sister’ tries to get away from me.

“Anyway, you saw the message I sent you.”
“… Why is that?”
“Help me.”
“Oh, no!”

The ‘little sister’ reacted immediately.
I’m trying to jump forward as soon as possible.

However, the wrist caught on me could hardly escape.
As it is, I pull my wrist and hold my ‘little sister’ in my arms.

“Hey, hey!”

It feels like holding a sensitive cat forcibly in your arms.
And it seemed to scratch at me with its claws raised.

Even so, the body in my arms was so warm.
Even if he scratched me with his fingernails, I couldn’t easily miss it.

“Mom, come later!!”
“… The door is locked.”

Now it was the realm of habit or habit.
I couldn’t just leave the ‘younger sister’ next to me.

It was cute, it was pretty, so I just wanted to poke it with my finger for no reason.

“Write it, haaa…”
“Mi, aren’t you crazy? Huh? Are you really crazy, huh!?”

I brought my face to the ear of my ‘younger sister’ who asked me if I was crazy every time.

“…That’s crazy.”
“…What?”
“It’s crazy right.”

I readily admitted
Even thinking about it, I think I’m crazy.

“Ah, uh, that, uh…”

Stupid gaping mouth.
And the ‘younger sister’ makes an expression that she has lost her words.

“… I haven’t written any of them yet.”
“…”
“… Help me.”
“…”

The strong resistance weakened a little.

“…… What, what.”

I take my ‘sister’ and go to bed.
Then, he threw himself onto the bed, holding him in his arms of her.

“Huh…”

I speak confidently to the ‘younger sister’ who groans slightly in shock.

“… Suck my cock.”
“Ha…”

The sound of the wind blowing echoes.
And the body starts to tremble a little.

Whoa…So so cute…

Memming is a god!!!!

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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