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

Chapter 66

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 66 – Breasts That Seem a Little Bigger Than Usual

I felt just like walking on thin ice naked.

“Ha…”

A rather heavy hand wrapped around my neck.
And we were so close that the sound of each other’s breathing could be heard.

“… Mom, why all of a sudden?”
“Why?”
“No, why are you doing this all of a sudden?”
“…”

Auntie slightly shook her shoulders at the ‘little sister”s cold reaction.
And the trembling was so great that it was transmitted to me as well.
It calms down surprisingly quickly.

“… It’s been a while since I tried to sleep with her son and her daughter. Does my daughter hate her so much?”

With a tone of feeling sad, the lady said so in a whisper.

“Ah, really… That’s not what I meant, ha ha…”

The voice of the fierce ‘younger sister’ softens a little.
Even though she’s such a ferocious ‘little sister’, there’s no way my mother wouldn’t be happy with it.

“Do you know how much Mama misses her daughter?”

A woman’s shaking body.
Ajumma stroked her ‘sister’s back and put on a benevolent smile on her lips.

“…… I missed you too, I missed you… Haaa… “

The deepening sigh of the ‘little sister’.
And even when he tried to get her words out, he immediately shuts her mouth.

Tuk-tuk-

A woman’s hand tapped my shoulder.
It’s like saying hello to me too.

“Then are you going to sleep together?”
“…”

‘Little sister’ had no answer.
And even if she ignores it like that, she is busy raising the corner of her mouth slightly.

“Daughter, won’t you answer me?”
“…”

She was a woman with a sulking expression.

“Haha… Okay, now, let’s sleep together. Okay?”

It was a reluctant voice and expression.
However, the ajumma grabs the face of such a ‘little sister’ and starts rubbing her face with her hands.

“Ew~ Why is my daughter so picky, huh?”
“Ah, don’t do it. Ah… Don’t do it…”

‘Little sister’ still gives off a hint of dislike.
It reminded me of drunken fathers rubbing their chin whiskers into their daughters’ faces.

Then, the lady who looks back to her side with a certainty.

“Why? Do you want your son to do it too?”

Did you feel my gaze?
Auntie smiles, and a screw is missing somewhere… She had a bit of a goofy, goofy laugh.

“Son!”

Kwok- Arms tightened.
So my face is close to the lady.

“Ahhh…”

It feels soft skin.
Also, my shoulders turned toward the aunt’s tender breasts.

“Ugh~ It’s been a while since my son slept with me, right?”

I twisted sideways.
It was good to see that this was desperate.

But, for some reason, I can’t resist her auntie… My body kept leaning to the side even though I was certain that I would be stronger if I had strength.

And a sweet scent wafts from her aunt’s mouth.
By the way, it’s blatant like sugar… Again, it’s not that light sweetness.

Soft, somewhat thick, and sticky….
I can’t explain everything with my lack of expressiveness.
Such a violent sweet smell was tickling my nose.

“Ah…”

The body, which is not yet excited, reacts quickly.
It is clear that in the past, it was a situation where the line was drawn blindly.

Still, my instincts keep wriggling.
Novel… My head is full of such situations with ‘Mom’ that I wrote down, even in vulgar language.
It’s only natural that she came to mind while writing such nonsense.

And was it difficult at first? Obviously, there was a lot of agony of my own when it came to crossing the line with my ‘younger sister’.

However, that sense of immorality that comes from not doing it.
Also, since it had already been passed once, the wall against it had become very thin psychologically.

And the sweet fruit that I have already tasted comes to mind.
My imagination begins to fly away as if it has wings.

“Ha…”

…… Kimchi soup is clear.
No, the kimchi soup isn’t the problem, it’s just crazy.

… By the way, at such a close distance that you can reach with just an outstretched hand.
Since I’m a man, maybe it’s only natural for me to develop such a delusion….

“…Son?”

Her aunt’s voice took her out of her thoughts.
By the way, the ‘mom’ in reality, not imaginary, was laying down right next to me.

“What are you thinking?”

These feelings of mine may be a lack of affection.
And the twisted desire to satisfy the motherly love that was lacking after being born and growing up.

… If you are a ‘mom’ lying down next to your naked son, you will surely have no thoughts.
I am ashamed of my delusion.

“Oh, no. I’m a little sleepy.”

Sleepy is not an empty word.
So, I must have been engrossed in thinking about such absurd imaginations.

“My mom woke up too, so I’m so sleepy… We both dream of mom coming out, okay?”
“… Childishly.”
“Daughter…?”
“…Good night.”

It’s a cracked voice
Like me, the body must have been heated to the fullest, but it cut off in the middle and seems to be very dissatisfied.

In the meantime, fortunately, the good thing was that she didn’t run to me right next to me.
Still, it was a normal way of thinking, so I was able to let go of it a little bit.

“…Good night.”
“Yeah! My son sleeps well too!”

It was a delightful voice that rang in my ears.
And in the arms of ‘Mom’, which I haven’t felt in a long time, and feeling the maternal love of ‘Mom’, I couldn’t help my eyelids getting heavy.

The bed was warmer than usual, and it was full of cozy feelings.
It was a long time ago that the idea of ​​putting on clothes before going to bed had already disappeared because of the feeling that was quite different from that of the ‘younger sister’.

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The tribe of writers is close to the sample of an irregular life.
Anyway, it would be nice if the writing was well written for 24 hours and 365 days.

This may be a hasty generalization, but at least I did.

Thanks to such an irregular body rhythm, even if you fall asleep, you wake up quickly.
Then again, I would fall asleep quickly, or I would run to my desk in a flash of inspiration.

However, these days, I fell into a particularly deep sleep.
Nothing… No, it will definitely be a big change.

In many ways, I was often exhausted.
It’s because I spend a lot of time getting tangled up in the same bed with my ‘younger sister’.

The cum that comes out so often.
Because of that, my yang qi also felt like it was being pulled out in a lump.

I could feel the words that my body was getting weak.
I would fall asleep so deeply that I wouldn’t even know if I was carrying it unexpectedly.

“Huh, huh…”

My body trembles.
The back of my neck is creepy.

It’s a feeling you get used to.
It was an indescribable feeling.

“Haaa…”

In the end, the ‘sister’ who could n’t stand it sucked my cock in her mouth her even in my mother’s bed her.

“Ptp, pjp… Side.”

Still, I feel that they are caring me carefully and with sincerity.

“Ah, ah…”

I need to dry it, but I can’t think of drying it.

But… I already have a history on the sofa, but what about the bed, how can the ‘little sister’ stay still?

“Ha ha…Haha…”

Roll your tongue around
He waved her hand up and down vigorously, teasing her glans in particular.

It feels like your back is floating in the air.
No, I was actually shaking my back.

Then, hesitant at my reaction, ‘sister’ pulled her cock out of her mouth her.

… So close.
A little longer, longer, because I wanted to receive Fella.

So I grope my hand
Find the head of the ‘little sister’ and stumble forward.

And something bumping into it.
It was like a hand holding a bed.

I stroked that hand.
The ‘sister’was surprised again, and her body flinched and trembled.

Slowly sweep your hand up to the thin fingers, the soft back of the hand, and the thin wrist.

I felt my pulse thump-thump-thump.
Tension or excitement.
Or maybe she’s just enjoying the thrill of having her auntie in between.

Swish- Swish-

The hand passing through the ‘little sister’ forearm bent to the side.
Then, crawling on all fours, he heads for the breasts of his ‘younger sister’ her.

“… Suck!”

Breathe in surprise again.
Massive it was struck down by a tremendous weight.

Even so, it did not lose its firmness.
Even when I touched it over the clothes, I couldn’t find any corners that were angular or lacking.

I don’t know if it’s because of my mood, but I grabbed the breasts that seemed a little bigger than usual.
And the lumpy breasts that I felt in my hands his swayed.

“Huh… Ha, ha ha…”

A moan that let me know that I was a little excited.
With that moan, he squeezed the base of my cock with his hand her.

“Ha…”

The glans tickle.
With the tip of her tongue sticking out, she licks the outside as if playing a joke.

Then, as if to taste it, he licked his dick long.
I’m busy shaking my back when that tongue passes through the urethra.

“Huh, chung, chup…”

The tip of my tongue pointed at my violent reaction.
And naturally, I caress my urethra intensively.

I felt it every time, but it was close to impossible to endure ejaculation in this ecstatic caress.
It’s much better for me mentally and physically to get a quick cum shot and enjoy the next.

“Huh, huh!”

He took out his hand that was rubbing his chest hard.
Then he put his hand her on top of his head her sucking my cock.

After a while, he said “Kwu-wook” And pressed his head to her.
I wanted to hold on for a while, but my mouth opened.
Between them, the cock is stuck.

Jjii profit-!!

And ejaculation bursting at the same time.
My cum starts pouring out.
The gaping mouth sighs and closes.

“Heh, hehe…!”

Subsequent ejaculation.
My head is confused with the pleasure of losing my mind.
And little by little, I fill my mouth with my cum.

Haha…”

He pours out the last remaining cum.
The cum that wasn’t there for a while emptied the balls.
I stroked my hair, enjoying the afterglow of ejaculation.

“Huh…”

A song sounds out of nowhere.
It’s new, but the thought of doing some exercise crosses my head.

… By the way, for some reason, the hair is rough again.
Compared to the shiny hair, there was a slight difference.

“Ah, ah!”

My throat groaned several times.
It must be swallowing my cum.

And the hesitant tongue starts to move again.
Soon I was cleaning my cock.

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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