RE: Keep it in the Family (Secret Class) 163 — Finger Lickin’ Good II (NSFW)

Su Ah's POV:

The ceiling spun dizzily. The glow-in-the-dark stars stuck up there ages ago smeared into neon green streaks like comet tails. Everything swirled in a haze.

Su Ah sprawled motionless, her chest rising and falling heavily, the orgasm's lingering tremors pulsing outward in fading waves.

Her mind buzzed with static. Pure white noise. Zero thoughts.

She sensed Jae-il's fingers slipping free. That wet, slippery noise echoed obscenely loud. It was the filthiest sound she'd ever caught. Her pussy clenched at the emptiness. No question, she was soaking a massive wet spot into her sheets.

Her ears rang sharply.

Next came his lips, teeth, and tongue trailing sloppily along the fold where thigh joined hip.

Su Ah couldn't utter a word. A broken gasp escaped as her head flopped sideways. Her gaze landed on her jeans crumpled on the floor, panties a tangled lace mess beside them.

"Mmmm~"

He sounded utterly satisfied while licking her slick from the outer folds.

That noise would echo forever in her fantasy jerk-off playlist.

"Noona, you're so tasty."

Dazed, she pondered if anyone should say that to their sister, then shrugged it off—especially when those lips pecked her throbbing clit tip.

"C'mon, say something. Aren't you going to take notes now about your experience here~?"

"Haah, aaah~"

Fine, she could skip his smug ego popping up right after wrecking her brain.

Su Ah blinked fast, like awakening anew. A shiver rippled through her as the final orgasm echoes faded away slowly.

She felt both numb and twitchy.

She figured he'd pause. Climb up, clean his hands, maybe plant a forehead kiss and call it a day's lesson.

Jae-il stayed put.

He shifted lower.

Damn, was he truly not finished yet?

His slick hands seized her hips. Thumbs pressed into the yielding flesh, marking bruises she'd check out later in the mirror.

"I don't think you were paying enough attention." Jae-il whispered, purple eyes glinting playfully from between her thighs. "You got distracted halfway. Seems you didn't learn your lesson yet."

What the…?

Was he for real about this lesson…?!

Before protest could form, before sucking in breath to name him, he plunged his face back in.

Then his flat tongue swept along her slit.

"Ah—!"

Briefly, Su Ah stared at her hands clasped over her breasts, watching them tremble like in arctic cold, before eyelids drooped and palms shielded her eyes in shock.

No fingers this round. Just his mouth. His wide, flat tongue dragged from her entrance's base up to the swollen clit peak. He lapped her like spilled sweetness to devour off the floor.

That thick tongue prodded the sensitive pearl, then stroked solidly.

Her body quaked in his hold.

Noises spilled from her, restraint shattered by this scorching, indulgent bliss.

Too hypersensitive. Pure torment.

"Jae-il, wait—" Her hands flailed for grip. They settled on his head, fingers tangling in dark hair. Push away? That was the plan. Really. Overload teetered on agony post-first peak.

Yet fingers grazed scalp and yanked him nearer.

He groaned into her core, vibration jolting her clit.

He knew. Smug jerk loved her overload.

Tactics shifted. No wide laps now. Tongue tip circled the hood, taunting, flicking soft, then retreating.

Su Ah's hips jerked upward off the bed.

"Please—" She whined. "It's too much."

"Is it?" He raised his head a fraction. Chin drenched. Lips swollen, glossy with her essence. He looked ruined. Stunning. "Because you taste like you want more."

No pause for reply. He dove again, adding suction.

Su Ah's spine arched fiercely, shoulder blades grinding mattress. A shrill wail ripped free. Pure noise, no words.

"Noona, you have to keep quiet if you don’t want to risk getting caught, you know? Do you want Mom or Mia Noona to know what we're doing here behind the locked doors~?" Jae-il teased slyly.

Despite mockery, he eased pace, tongue gliding agonizingly slow over the swollen nub. Su Ah clamped hands over mouth desperately.

He sucked fiercely, cheeks caving, pulling the pearl in while tongue whipped it. Thought vanished, breath stuttered, Su Ah thrashed till his arm locked her down.

This bliss had to be unreal, pleasure this wild banned—

Hands muffled nothing against the primal roar rising guttural and shattered, voice forgotten, so when Jae-il ramped suction faster, cries turned incoherent.

She peered down. Her brother, Korea's football prodigy, buried between thighs, feasting possessed—

His gaze flicked up, hooded and gleaming. Face smeared sticky with her juices, yet Su Ah found him devastatingly flawless amid blurring tears.

A sobbed cry burst out, intensity near-painful.

"I-I'm gonna come, J-Jae-il..."

Su Ah slammed head into pillow, spine rigid.

No buildup, no simmer. Sudden blast of searing white rapture, like a pleasure-packed truck slamming full-force.

Su Ah's throat seized. Muscles clenched in perfect strain, blackness flickering like blackout.

Floating back, Jae-il planted tender kisses on quivering inner thighs.

Lips trailed to hip bones, then nuzzled belly.

A low chuckle.

"Noona, you completely messed up my face..."

Bed creaked.

She peeked past breast cleavage, spotting him propped on arms flanking her. Translucent white slick coated lower face, shining in sunlight.

"But don't worry. I enjoyed every second."

Su Ah gasped. Blush crept neckward seeing her cum glazing brother's face.

"L-Like it... huh?"

Eyes spun dizzily.

"Yep. Yum, yum~"

He actually uttered it.

Grin widened at her stunned look. Su Ah watched little bro lazily scoot up bed, looming over via arm push.

Mattress sank under knees, elbows. He rose straight, gaze roaming sister's bare, flushed body still panting post-climax. Then shirt yanked off quick, tossed aside.

Now bare-chested, his stunning build gleamed before Su Ah's foggy brain.

She itched to smack herself, questioning vanished pride, iron will. Where fled the old 'cool, distant' Su Ah?

When crumbled those hard walls painstakingly raised?

Body chiseled by endless soccer drills, peak athlete specimen. Razor lines, carved muscles everywhere. Brother always gifted. Wide chest. Tapered waist. Upper frame, arms lean yet powerful like sprinter—maybe bulkier. Flawlessly ideal.

Sweat beads slid tween solid pecs, tracing ab ridges. Su Ah's stare dipped further along sweat trail, hitting massive tent in pants.

Undeniably, Su Ah had tumbled, composure shattered. Drool threatened, heat surging anew. Double-orgasm drained, yet his majestic manly perfection sparked chills.

"You've never seen one in real life, have you?"

"H-Huh...?"

Jae-il moved swift; pants and boxers shed in one yank, cock springing free. Thick length bobbed loose.

Its shadow bisected her face.

Su Ah gasped loud, gaping at him and monster in awe.

"Oh God."

Holy hell—so huge, fat pink mushroom cap, thick veined shaft arching upward furious.

How could that monster squeeze any pussy, let alone hers—?

Hands tingled. Craved touch.

No clue why.

Crimson blaze hit ears, nose tips.

"Do you still want to continue, Noona?"

Su Ah’s eyes flew wide.

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