I was completely wasted.
So, all my actions—at least in Park A-young's eyes—were nothing more than sleep habits or drunken antics.
"Uh, uh… Ah, D-Dohyeon… Y-you…!"
Even so, her voice was still shocked.
And for good reason. My hand wasn't subtle at all.
My palm was cupping Park A-young's boobs, gripping that soft curve perfectly.
"Hmm…"
This time, the movement was deliberate.
My fingers kneaded her boob flesh, slowly, teasingly.
"Ah, ah… W-what… Ahhn, hng, hhah…!"
Her cute little whimpers were adorable.
A-young's moans were high-pitched and sweet, but belatedly, she tried to stop my hand as it kept fondling her boobs.
"T-this feels weird… S-stop… I said stop…!"
She tried to push me away.
But I clung to her like a leech, refusing to let go.
"You! Y-you're not asleep, are you?! Y-you're awake!!"
Because I was so blatantly groping her, A-young finally started to suspect something, but I just buried myself deeper into her embrace.
"Hmm, haaa…"
Then, I pretended to be asleep.
Not that it was a great act.
I was already half-drunk, so even if I acted shamelessly, it would still seem like I was just lost in a drunken stupor.
"Ah, s-seriously!"
She looked genuinely flustered.
She tried to squirm away.
I only snuggled deeper into her.
"W-what the hell… G-get off… I-I know you're awake…!"
I nuzzled into her armpit, using her arm as a pillow while comfortably settling against her.
"Hmm…"
"Ah, shii… Y-your hand! R-right now! Stop t-touching me like that!"
Her voice trembled.
But it wasn't fear—I could feel the excitement in it.
Her heart pounded against me, her thin clothes doing nothing to hide it.
Her shaky voice was dripping with arousal.
"I-It's touching d-down there too… S-stop poking me…"
This was more like deliberate grinding.
My hard dick was rubbing against her thigh, the tip pressing through the fabric.
Ssk… Ssk… Ssk…
The sensation of skin against skin was nothing like jerking off with my hand.
Now I understood.
Just how soft a woman's flesh could be.
And I was curious—not about Park Eun-ji, but Park A-young's.
"Kyaah! Ahhhn!"
Her cute scream was music to my ears.
She was completely overwhelmed as my hand slid under her clothes.
"Y-you're really not asleep, are you?!"
A-young panicked as my fingers explored beneath her clothes.
She grabbed my wrist, but it was useless.
"…You started it."
"Eek!"
The moment I spoke, A-young shuddered like an earthquake had hit.
"Y-you… Y-you…!"
"Shh. You'll wake Noona."
"…W-what the hell are you saying?!"
Maybe she misunderstood.
Earlier, she'd said Eun-ji was amazing, that she could never take me.
Either way, I was happy to play along.
"Y-your hand! G-get it out!!"
Afraid her little sister might see her like this, she hissed in a hushed scream.
The tremble in her eyes was practically vibrating through me.
"W-where do you think you're touching?!"
The difference between Eun-ji and A-young was staggering—like featherweight vs. heavyweight.
But comparisons were pointless.
Heavyweights had their own appeal, just like featherweights had theirs.
A-young's boobs were the same.
I pushed up her loose bra, and those plump mounds welcomed my hands eagerly.
"A-are you insane…? E-Eun-ji's right here, and you're… Ah, ahhn!"
A-young's nipples were tiny, like little beads.
Perfect for her size. I pinched one between my thumb and forefinger.
"Y-you're making a mistake! Y-you're still drunk! I-I'm not Eun-ji…!"
She was being too loud.
So I swung one of my legs over her, pinning her down.
"Be quiet, okay?"
"N-no… H-hey, Kim Dohyeon. A-are you even listening?! Snap out of—Ahhn!"
My knee pressed against her pussy mound.
I rubbed my knee against that plump little bump.
Ssk… Ssk… Ssk…
"Ah, seriously… W-what are you doing… S-stop… Hnng?"
Realizing force wasn't working, she tried to reason with me.
But I wasn't listening.
I yanked her shirt up and buried my face between her boobs.
"Kyahn!"
She frantically tried to pull her shirt back down.
"Ah, d-don't… I said stop…!"
Her protests only turned me on more.
That rebellious urge—wanting to do exactly what she told me not to—surging inside me.
"Hmm… Slurp… Lick…"
"Ahh, hng… W-what is this… Ahhn, hng… Hhah!"
Her resistance was nothing compared to Eun-ji's.
Then again, their body types and personalities were completely different.
Maybe I trusted A-young too much.
I was sure she wouldn't do anything to stop me.
"N-no matter how much you suck… N-nothing's coming out…!"
They say smaller boobs are more sensitive. I thought that was just an internet myth.
But judging by A-young's reactions—her trembling, her convulsions—it seemed kind of true.
"K-Kim Dohyeon! This is really—Ahhhn!!"
Her body shook violently.
Her back arched, lifting my leg into the air.
"Nngh…!!"
She gasped like she couldn't breathe.
A-young threw her head back, her body twitching uncontrollably.
"Hah! Hahh! Hah… Haaa…!"
Her ragged breathing followed.
And of course, her hot breath washed over my face.
One side of my face burned.
A-young's panting made my skin flush.
Then—thud—her body collapsed.
After a few small tremors, she went completely limp.
Ssk… Sssk…
"Ah… Ahh…"
Was this my chance?
I didn't waste it.
In an instant, A-young's shorts were pulled down.
"N-no… H-hey, Kim Dohyeon… T-this really isn't okay…"
She tried to stop me.
But there was no way she could.
"…Hah!"
It was different.
Unlike Eun-ji, who was smooth and hairless, A-young's pussy was wet, her trimmed curls clinging to my fingers.
"D-don't touch there!"
Too late.
My fingers were already parting her folds.
Squelch… Squelch…
"Hng! Hah! Ngh!"
Eun-ji's pussy lips had been plump and soft, fun to play with.
But A-young's were sleeker, like a model's toned body.
"If you p-put it in, what then?!"
My fingertip pressed against her entrance.
Her slick juices made it slippery, but her tightness refused my finger.
The situation felt familiar.
But she was a college student—and pretty, too. There was no way… right?
My suspicion was logical.
If she wasn't a virgin, she wouldn't have stripped me while I was asleep and rubbed my dick against her like that.
It was weird.
There was no way, yet A-young's reactions were no different from Eun-ji's.
"I-It's my first time!!"
"Ah…"
"I-I've never done this before!"
Sisters—a delinquent younger sister and a college-age noona—both virgins at the same time?
In this day and age, it was nothing short of a miracle.
Squelch… Squelch…
"Hhah! Ngh! Hahh!"
But my fingers didn't stop.
I kept teasing her pussy lips, searching for her swollen clit.
"Ahh! Hah! Ngh! Hhah!"
A-young clamped her thighs around my hand, trembling.
Her pussy twitched, her moans growing lewder.
Then—squelch… squelch…—her juices soaked my fingers.
"Y-you're crazy… W-what am I… Ahhhn…"
Disgust laced her voice.
But it wasn't directed at me—it was at herself.
Post-orgasm clarity had her writhing in self-loathing.
"Y-you… W-what are you trying to do… H-how am I supposed to face you after this…?"
"..."
I didn't answer.
Instead, I just spread her trembling legs wide open.
"Ah… Ahh…"
Just like A-young had done earlier…
I pressed my hard dick against her lower stomach.
"Ah, no… I-It really won't fit… I'll die… I'll really die…!"
The length reached past her navel.
If my entire dick went inside her petite frame, it'd probably fill her up completely.
"…It's fine. I'll go slow."
"N-no… I-It won't fit! H-hey! K-Kim Dohyeon!!"
This was Park A-young.
The kind noona next door who always pitied me and treated me well.
If it weren't for the alcohol, maybe this wouldn't have happened.
But A-young was the one who lit the fire in me.
And now, it had spread too far to ignore.
It was instinct.
My hips lowered, searching for her entrance.
The ticklish brush of her pubic hair against my tip.
I couldn't stop myself.
Squish—
"Hah… Haaa…"
"Ahhk! Ngh! Hhah!"
A-young pushed at my shoulders.
She raised her knees, trying to shove me back.
Her small hands beat against my chest.
She even bit my neck.
But whether it was the alcohol or the excitement, I didn't feel a thing.
All I felt… was the heat between my legs.