My Younger Brother Is Salivating After Me - Chapter 5 (M)

“You were going to go to another man without even telling me?”

Yeohee only shook her head instead of answering. Jaeyeon lowered his lips and swallowed her breast. As he sucked on the soft skin as if adhering to it, her slender waist writhed.

“Then, you don’t want to consummate our marriage with me?”

Yeohee shook her head and only whimpered like a cat. He pulled out his tongue and licked the tip of her breast.

“Even though you were going to marry a man you don’t even know?”

“N-No…”

At the suppressed moan, he only raised his eyes to look at her. Yeohee was blocking her moaning lips with the back of her hand.

“If you don’t want to be held by me.”

Jaeyeon, who had been burying his face in Yeohee’s chest, raised his head. As he moved away, Yeohee gasped for breath. Her bare chest heaved greatly. Jaeyeon took Yeohee’s hand and placed it on his neck.

“You can strangle me like this. I will gladly give you this neck, but only to you, sister.”

“…”

“But if you don’t refuse, I will covet your body every day, starting from tonight. This body.”

His hand, which had traveled down her lower abdomen, dug between her parted legs. His hand, which had slipped below the plump mound, enveloped Yeohee’s core.

“Until my seed overflows.”

Jaeyeon’s hand slowly caressed her femininity. Yeohee tightened her thighs at the subtle rubbing touch. He gazed down at Yeohee as if waiting for her answer.

Her wet eyes lost direction and trembled. As he tapped her core, Yeohee let out a short moan and hugged his neck.

“Well done.”

Jaeyeon complimented as he stroked Yeohee’s waist. The body submerged beneath his palm was trembling slightly.

His eyes gleamed like a lustful beast.

The wedding night was about to begin.

***

In the desolate night, a sticky, suggestive sound echoed through the inner chamber. Upon the messily scattered red silk, a woman’s body, bathed in the night’s glow, lay utterly disarrayed. There wasn’t a spot on her neck, breasts, or flat lower abdomen that hadn’t been nipped. Wherever the man’s lips touched, a trail of red blossoms bloomed upon Yeohee’s skin.

Jaeyeon, having swept through the prickly black forest, buried his face between her thighs. With a swoosh, the sensation of his tongue licking her vagina sent a jolt through Yeohee’s hips. The sight before her blurred as his soft tongue pried open her tender flesh, probing inside. She tried to pull Jaeyeon’s face away from between her legs, but her waist was already imprisoned by his firm arms.

Jaeyeon’s arm snaked between her knees, subtly lifting her legs, making it difficult to escape by pushing away the covers. Unfamiliar sensations coursed through her veins. In her twenty-six years, she had never experienced anything like this. Yeohee pleaded, tearfully.

“Ugh, hngh, my lord… P-please, stop…”

His tongue, tracing her inner walls, was as nimble as a snake. Her legs, suspended in the air, trembled like those of a newborn fawn. Now, not only his tongue but also his fingers were simultaneously stimulating her inner walls. Her insides churned like a kettle on a stove. Instead of clutching the golden bedding, Yeohee wanted to squeeze her own lower abdomen.

“Ah, aagh.”

Her tensed calves spasmed rigidly. A sticky fluid oozed from between her twitching legs. As she tried to pull her hips back, Jaeyeon drew her waist in even closer. His lips were sucking at her vulva as if to devour it. The explicit and lewd sounds continued incessantly, and Yeohee covered her face with both arms.

“It was Sister who taught me about sex.”

Jaeyeon pulled down Yeohee’s arms, which were covering her face. Yeohee, her head turned to the side, could only pant. Her face was flushed red like a pomegranate with shame and embarrassment. Her breasts, rising prominently, heaved with her rapid breaths.

“Of course, you didn’t teach me this far back then.”

He loosened the sash that hung loosely on her undergarment and overlapped his body with Yeohee’s. His rampant erection, slick with her pubic hair, rubbed against her center like a weapon. He turned Yeohee’s chin and pressed his lips against hers. After stirring her insides with his tongue, he broke the kiss and smiled.

As he said, it was Yeohee who had given Jaeyeon sex education. But she had never taught him such acts. At the time, Yeohee’s knowledge of sex was all from books, so it was crude. All she had taught Jaeyeon was how babies were made and how men and women coupled.

“We were innocent back then, both Sister and I. So, I suppose that’s why I taught you that inserting a man’s rod and planting seeds was the end of coupling.”

Jaeyeon stroked his erection, slick with Yeohee’s fluids, up and down. He parted the vertically split flesh with the head of his penis and pushed his head into her moist entrance. Yeohee flinched at the foreign sensation and tensed her lower body. Stroking her trembling thighs, Jaeyeon put strength into his waist.

“Hngh. Ah, it hurts…”

A thin moan escaped Yeohee’s lips as the thick member forced its way into her tight body. Jaeyeon looked down at their joined centers. His veined erection was only halfway inside.

Suppressing the urge to thrust it in all the way to the root, he slowly rotated his hips.

“Relax, Sister.”

He grasped Yeohee’s breasts. The soft flesh distorted as if melting in his hands. Her black hair fell disheveled as she shook her head. Jaeyeon’s eyes sank deeply as he watched Yeohee fall apart beneath him.

“Damn it.”

Jaeyeon pulled out the hairpin stuck in her hair and threw it into the corner, then put strength into his legs. Pushed by his thighs, Yeohee’s hips lifted. Involuntarily, she lowered her head, and her center, half-filled with him, came into full view.

His member, as seen with her own eyes, looked larger than what she felt inside. There was no way something like that could fit inside her body. Yeohee shook her head, pushing Jaeyeon away as if it were impossible. He furrowed his brow, grabbed Yeohee’s cheeks, and lowered his lips.

“Ah… Hngh!”

Thud!, his member plunged in all at once. A sharp, bitter taste of blood filled her mouth, as she must have bitten his lips from the pain of her lower body tearing. The shaft, fully inserted, writhed wildly inside Yeohee. Her lower abdomen, holding the man, tightened completely.

“I had my first wet dream when I was fifteen.”

Jaeyeon whispered, breaking the kiss. Red blood seeped from his wounded lips. Yeohee reached out and caressed the wound. He smiled and took Yeohee’s hand.

“You were in my dream, Sister. Even then, I had my member inside your body like this. Even that was enough for me as a child. Just being able to touch your body like that, even if it was a dream.”

He bit Yeohee’s hand, stained with his blood, and pulled his hips back. Then, he roughly thrust back in, until his scrotum touched her perineum.

“Hngh.”

A tearful moan escaped Yeohee’s lips. The pressure filling her lower body was immense. Jaeyeon trapped Yeohee in his arms and began to thrust slowly. The moistened vaginal walls clung tightly to Jaeyeon’s member.

“But it can’t compare to reality, after all. If I had known your body was this hot, I would have taken you long ago.”

As Jaeyeon’s hip movements quickened, the member probing inside stimulated Yeohee’s sensitive spots. Each time his member ground inside, a wet, smacking sound echoed. It felt like all her nerves were focused on her vulva, which was holding him.

She didn’t know such unfamiliar, strange sensations. Yeohee twisted her waist, clutching the bedding. She tried to get whatever was inside her out, but the more she tried to escape, the more persistently he chased her. Yeohee looked up with blurred vision. At the same moment their eyes met, thud, his member stabbed deeply inside.

“Ah, aagh!”

Yeohee’s back arched like a bow as she swallowed his member to the root. Tears welled in her trembling eyes. The large man’s chest loomed over Yeohee’s body. Jaeyeon pried off her slender fingers clutching the bedding and intertwined them with his own.

Tap, tap, tap.

He pressed her hand above her head and rapidly thrust his hips.

“Ah, ah, aagh, haa, hngh.”

The force was so strong it felt like her body would rise up. The long member, as if reaching the end of her womb, ruthlessly pierced her insides. As the transparent tears that had welled up fell to her temples, Jaeyeon licked them away, following their trail.

“Yeohee-ya.”

Jaeyeon whispered her name, pressing his lips to her ear. The twitching flesh bit and released his member. Jaeyeon’s lips playfully curled up as he tasted that fleeting stimulation. Jaeyeon bit Yeohee’s lower lip and buried his member deeply inside her.

“Hee-ya.”

As if responding to her name, her lower region, holding Jaeyeon, gently stimulated him. Jaeyeon smirked and thrust his hips. The touching flesh collided roughly. Yeohee’s lower abdomen began to twitch faintly, as if an orgasm was approaching.

“Haa.”

A thick groan escaped Jaeyeon’s lips. Overwhelmed by heightened excitement, his climax came quickly. He twisted her pelvis and pushed himself inside her tender flesh. The member, submerged in her vagina, writhed wildly. Thick semen shot deep inside her.

Jaeyeon’s hips trembled, the afterglow of ejaculation still lingering. He slid a pillow under Yeohee’s waist. Yeohee’s hips rested on his firm thighs. She trembled faintly and looked up at him. The man’s red tongue lasciviously licked his lips.

“Now, take it out…”

Yeohee’s hands covered her heated lower abdomen. Jaeyeon, having withdrawn from her body, placed his member on her pubic bone. The thick shaft, stained with fluids and semen, was smeared white.

Jaeyeon took her hand and made her grasp his member. Even after ejaculating once, his member showed no signs of subsiding.

“I, I can’t anymore…”

Even with her shallow knowledge of sex, she could intuitively tell that the act was not over.

Her lower body still throbbed as if it were still torn open. Yeohee shook her head, seemingly unable to continue for now. She removed her hand from his manhood and turned away. As she turned towards the corner of the bed as if to escape, her white buttocks came into his view.

Yeohee’s retreating figure looked like a plump white rabbit. He pulled her waist with one arm and parted her buttocks. His long manhood slid between the parted flesh and nudged her perineum. Clumps of the seed he had deposited oozed thickly from her throbbing inner flesh.

“It would be troublesome if you were to spit it out like this.”

Tsk, Jaeyeon clicked his tongue and buried himself inside her. He penetrated her at once, reaching deep within. The force caused Yeohee’s upper body to slump forward. As she buried her face in the blanket, Jaeyeon enveloped her back with his chest.

“Are you tired, Sister?”

Yeohee, her face still buried in the blanket, nodded.

“If you want to rest, grant me one wish.”

“What wish…”

“Call me by my name, like you used to.”

“……”

“Not ‘Lord,’ but ‘Yeon’.”

Wasn’t it an easy wish? Jaeyeon coaxed her in a sweet voice, whispering in Yeohee’s ear as if luring a child. After a moment of hesitation, she shook her head, saying she couldn’t. Hmm, he let out a low groan, lifted his upper body, and began to thrust roughly.

“Ah, ah, haa, heuk, heut.”

“Come on, say it, Sister.”

Jaeyeon urged her in a wet voice. Thwack, thwack, the place where they collided throbbed. With movements that showed no consideration, Yeohee’s body rattled like a broken doll. Perhaps because she had already reached her peak, the pleasure quickly soared to its limit.

“Ha, haa, heuht, Yeon…”

His name was heard within her muffled moans. Jaeyeon’s movements, which had been rushing towards climax, stopped abruptly. He pressed his pubic bone tightly against her plump buttocks and gently poked at her sensitively aroused inner walls. As his fierce thrusting stopped, Yeohee only turned her head to look at him.

“…Jaeyeon.”

Her red lips parted in a pitiful manner. Jaeyeon smiled and lifted Yeohee’s upper body. He sat cross-legged and placed Yeohee on his thighs.

“Eut, eu, ah, haa…”

Yeohee’s weight caused his manhood to penetrate even deeper. He hugged Yeohee’s collapsing body and rocked his lower body. As she looked back at him with a gaze that seemed to reproach him for not stopping, Jaeyeon swallowed her hesitant lips whole.

* * *

“Ah, haa, ha, heuht.”

Yeohee’s moans came in broken gasps. The dark night sky had receded, and dawn was breaking.

The legs Jaeyeon held thrashed weakly in the air. The intoxication had worn off, but the pleasure had turned her brain to mush. Her skin, sucked raw all night, had lost its original color and was flushed red. Jaeyeon pressed their centers together, finally ejaculating. Her trembling lower abdomen greedily accepted his seed.

Sweet breaths scattered in fragments. Jaeyeon kissed Yeohee and released her legs. They fell onto the bed, spread wide. Too weak to even close them, Yeohee simply gasped for air, lying as he had left her.