Chapter 89 – 8.8 as an Older Sister and as a Younger Brother

“Ah…… Ah….”

My sister moaned in pain and shivered.

The cock that had just finished ejaculating from her starts to boil again in her sister’s vagina. Joru-ra, who wrapped up as soon as he put it in, ignited her morale to restore her disgrace.

“Ha… Sister, I feel good.”

My sister’s body her looking up from under her was a superb view.
The two breasts boasted a presence like a high mountain peak.

At the top of the white snowy mountain where the first snow fell, an innocent cherry blossom tree stands out shyly.

The man’s instinct made him stretch out his hand to that island.
I pressed the two cherry-colored buttons with both hands and pushed my chest up from the bottom.

“Oh oh….”

A heavy feeling in both hands. The elasticity of the bumpy nipples and the softness of the breasts that gently wrap your hands.
I inadvertently exclaimed at the touch filled with cosmic mysteries.

My sister’s breasts were at the most exquisite point between liquid and solid. Its overwhelming mass filled both of her hands and seemed to flow through her fingers.

How can I deny this?
There is no man who doesn’t like breasts, he couldn’t dismiss it with such light words.
My sister’s breasts were too out of the norm. Perhaps if there is such a thing as the chest Olympics, my sister can easily win a gold medal with a new art score. It was overwhelming enough to make me feel like such a fool.

“Huh…….”

As if her pain her had subsided a little, her sister let out a bewitching sigh.
A faint scent of alcohol crossed her nostrils.

“Nives, I feel good…… ?”

Looking down at me passionately rubbing her breasts, my older sister forced a smile.
My cock is still stuck inside my sister. The momentary pain may have decreased, but the pain never completely disappeared.

In the midst of such pain, my older sister smiles with wet eyes.
It was so beautiful that my heart ached to see it, and it was also pitiful.

So I had to eat even harder.

“Yes, sister. It feels so good.”

Put strength into your two hands holding your chest.
Fragile breasts without a drop of muscle are crushed in my rough hands.

“Oh…….”

My sister’s sharp eyebrows twisted in pain.
I looked up at my older sister and raised the edge of her lips.

“I always wanted to do this with my sister. Who didn’t know That this is all my design. That my sister was so worried, and that she attacked me like this.”
“Me… Wow!”

I rubbed my sister’s chest roughly as if I were kneading a rubber ball.
Let’s cut off the bad hands who mishandled her national treasure-class breasts and offer them as a tribute to my sister.
So forgive me now, sister.

“Still, I didn’t know it would work this well. I’m glad I also have an innocent older sister.”

I slowly started moving my hips.
Her Bounced her hips from bottom to top.

“Black!”

-Hook. Steamed.

Even before the pain of tearing her virgin was gone, my cock dug into her sister’s vagina again.

It was fortunate that my semen acted as a lubricant and reduced the friction even a little. But it wouldn’t make a difference that my sister was sick. My sister let out a suppressed moan, unable to contain her voice her.

I looked up at my older sister and smiled meanly. I made such a vicious expression that any academy student who knew me would run away as soon as our eyes met.

“Is this called gaslighting? I mean brainwashing. She kept flirting with her sister her, touching her guilt her. Thanks to you, my sister came to offer her virgin like this on her own, so it was worth all my efforts so far.”
“Hot, ah!”

I giggled and lifted my back again.
Her sister’s mouth her opened, and her anguished voice her escaped with the air.

“Nuna, did you start this first? So it’s not my fault, is it? So is this Hwagan? Or double rape?”
“Ah, black! Crane!”

– Whoop, whoop, whoop.
While talking nonsense like a pun, he lifted his sister’s body her.
Each time, her sister’s body her oscillates up and down her, her long hair making golden waves. Her breasts would hurt if shaken too much, so I held them tight with my hands to keep them from bouncing.

“Ha ha! Sister, it’s good, it feels so good! My sister will be a little sick, but she will be patient. As much as her sister is sick, because I feel good, hot!”
“Oh, hot, ah!”

It’s a lie.
I am sick as much as my sister is sick.
Even though I love my body, my heart hurts.

“Nive, S…….”

My sister laughed.
Even though she was sick to death, she laughed.
Her body her complains of pain and sheds tears. Still, my sister laughed.

“Your sister is fine. So…….”
“You can’t lie like that.”

Just as I know my sister’s heart, she also knew my heart her.

My clumsy play was a failure.
I also wanted to cry at the same time.

“Sister.”

A slender finger caresses my cheek.

As if there were tears flowing there,
As if wiping away invisible tears,
My sister wiped my cheek.

Those fingertips were a little cold.
But it was warm.

“It’s okay.”

My sister was reading all of my shallow thoughts of her.
That’s why I didn’t have to act like that, my sister said it was okay.

…… However…….
Can it really be like this?

The affection my sister feels for me, the guilt, is it really for me?
The child that noona couldn’t protect is not here. That Knives is not me.

Can I accept that heart? Can I hug my sister by using her heart her?

– Make my sister happy.

The words of Knives, whom I met in my nightmare, linger in my ears.

I don’t know if that Knives is really a residual thought of the Knives body that remains in my body, or if it is simply an illusion created by my brain.

But what Knives told me was the truth.
To make my sister happy.

You don’t even have to think about anything else. You only have to think about that one thing.
What is the way for my sister. All you have to do is think about how to make your sister the happiest.

“Nives…… Are you feeling well?”

My sister laughs sadly.

New emotions have been added to the previous negative emotions.
I felt sorry for making me feel useless, and in fact, I was worried that my sister’s body might not be in a good mood.

“…… Yes. Good mood. Really.”

What my sister wants
Making my sister feel happy.

My sister’s happiness is my happiness.
My sister wants me to be happy. Hope I’m happy.

That was the only sister’s wish.

“Thank god…”

When I said I was happy, my sister was delighted.
More than anything, my sister wanted me to feel good using her body her.

Even if this body hurts, it’s okay. It’s okay if it breaks and becomes unusable.

If only it could please Knives.

That was the happiness my sister thought of.

“Ha ha, it’s okay.”

My sister moved her waist her.
With my cock driven deep into my body, I started spinning my hips like a millstone.

“Ha, ugh, sister…… !”

Every time my sister’s waist turned, my cock was ground on her millstone. My cock twirled and dug through her sister’s vagina as if digging through her wounds her. My cock screamed in pleasure, and my sister’s cunt screamed in pain.

Her chunky ass she crushes my lower abdomen and thighs. It was a vulgar waist teasing that made a man happy with the weight of his sister his.

Haha……!”

Such an act hurt my sister as much as it made me happy.
Only the sister’s mouth her was in a forced smile, but her eyebrows her, unable to bear the pain, were gathered in the middle of her and frowned.

“Sister, wait a minute. Stop.”

I grabbed my sister’s waist and stopped her movement of her.

“Sister, it’s okay.”

What is okay
While not okay at all.
Her hymen her was torn and even her blood her was dripping from her lower leg her.

As I grabbed her by the waist to keep her from turning, she changed the way she moved.
With her back her still, only her hips her was lifted and lowered, and she started pounding her arms her.

“Wow! Ugh, ugh!”

– Fu-wook, fu-uk, fu-uk.

Every time I dropped her ass her, my sister’s ass hit my thighs, slaps and echoes flesh-slapping sounds.
My glans poked up my sister’s womb her, and every time a voice of enduring her pain escaped from her mouth her.

My sister’s vagina and her cervix had never received external stimulation before.
It was so sensitive and vulnerable to stimuli. The act of directly stabbing her inside her with a hard skewer gave her a pain that was incomparable to rubbing her buttocks of her.

“Sister.”

I forcibly raised her upper body and hugged her tightly so that she could no longer move.
My sister’s breasts are crushed against mine. Each other’s body temperature, smell, and breath combine to become one.

“Sister. Stop it. Stop now.”
“Knives, your sister…….”
“Done. Don’t say anything I know everything.”

Now I am connected to my sister’s deepest her.
Thanks to that, I was able to see into her sister’s heart her, to every nook and cranny of her.

I could understand how my sister thought of me, and why she went this far.

My older sister felt an old debt of her heart her to me.
She is guilty of not being able to protect her little brother at the time of the great disaster.

My sister was worried that I was suffering from catastrophic PTSD, but it was my sister who suffered from catastrophic PTSD, not me.
The PTSD called guilt was stuck in her heart like a sharp thorn. The wounds created by that guilt, instead of healing, only festered with each passing day. Eventually, the pus burst in this form.

The way my sister chose to relieve her guilt of her.
As much as my sister hurts, I can make me happy, and as much as she makes me happy, she can relieve the guilt accumulated in my heart. So, the older sister was deliberately trying to hurt herself.

However, that’s not what I really want.
If my sister really wanted to please me, she shouldn’t have sex like this.

“Sister. I don’t want my sister to get sick. I want my sister to feel the same way I do.”
“Nives…….”
“This is not empty talk. I’m not saying this because I’m worried about my sister, and I’m not saying it to be hypocritical. Because men are fools, and I am fools, I want the woman I hold to be happy and feel better than I feel good.”

It was sincerity without lies.
As a man, sexually satisfying a woman. Is there anything more satisfying than that?

“So, my sister and I, let’s have sex that makes us happy together.”

My sister is the best woman I know.
If I could satisfy such a woman, she would be more pleased with me than that.

“Knives…….”

An older sister with tears in her eyes as she looked at me from the front.
My eyes and my heart become one with my sister.

After checking my heart, my sister quietly closed her eyes.
I put my lips on her lips.