Serena, who had been violated in a state of mental and physical frailty, seemed to gradually return to her senses as I withdrew from her.
I pressed "Lucky Skebe" one more time, turning it gray.
It should be truly deactivated now.
Now all that remains is the fact that I am the criminal who raped my sister.
"It was… a mistake."
Facing me, stiff and tense, Serena was the first to speak.
"It's because I fell in a strange way. It's okay, brother."
"…Serena."
Is Serena an angel?
To comfort me in this situation…?
"Actually, I thought you would go all the way… I knew it…"
"…"
It is true that I had experienced such temptation when I held her tightly.
Just embracing Serena's soft body and gently rocking her waist.
The "Cum Inside Pregnancy Sex" foretold by Lucky Skebe must have been perfectly completed.
"Did I… disappoint you?"
"Serena?"
Why is she asking me this?
I felt that I had to choose my words carefully.
Because I didn't want to hurt Serena in any way.
"I must tell you that being inside your vagina was incredible, and it was truly, truly difficult to pull away."
…Is this right? Is it because we were so intimately entwined just moments ago? This peculiar atmosphere enveloping us both. I didn't have the chance to judge whether the words I uttered, or the words my sister spoke to me, were normal or not. I was committing to them regardless.
"If it wasn't enjoyable, would we have ended up like this?"
My sister's vagina, covered in her juices and glistening, I say, with my erect cock trembling.
"…Wow… this is a man's…"
Serena realizes and marvels. She's still amazed, looking at my fully erect cock nodding, as if she still can't forget the sensations from her sister's vagina. My handsome new cock, even I think it looks good… But watching this together with my sister makes it feel utterly bizarre.
"Should I help you cum?"
"Huh?"
Serena was taken aback as well.
"Isn't it difficult to hold back?"
That's true. I want relief.
The urge to give in to desire was overwhelming. I had barely managed to resist, and thought I had escaped that situation, yet Serena continued to emanate an ambiance that suggested I could indulge in the lingering passion.
It felt as if it wasn't a tempest that had stripped the traveler's clothes, but the sun's rays instead.
"…It's quite difficult."
I knew where Serena's innocent curiosity would lead, and still I proceeded.
"If it doesn't bother you, should I…help you cum?"
"…"
What is she saying? Has she lost her mind?
Hurry up and say it.
We're siblings…!
"How can I do it?"
Serena drew closer, pressing against me.
"Oppa…?"
"With your… hands…"
I had completely surrendered to my lust. Having just achieved a significant victory, I was more susceptible to letting my guard down. Despite my best efforts to hide it, I ended up becoming the worst brother imaginable—having violated Serena, and now asking her for a handjob.
If this was a scheme of the goddess, then I had truly lost.
And yet, curiously, it didn't feel entirely like a defeat.
"Like this?"
Serena grasped my cock, to bring me relief.
As her instincts guide her, Serena gently strokes the glistening erect cock that is entangled with her own vaginal juices. The movement is somewhat awkward, but…
It was a "service" with a clear intention.
"…"
"…"
We quietly indulge in our erotic endeavors. I present my erect cock to Serena, and she, on her own volition, diligently works her way along my shaft.
"It happened for a reason. I'm taking responsibility for relieving you."
Serena spoke as if making an excuse, shyly tending to her brother's erect member.
"What kind of reason?"
"Your cock, it looks incredibly hard and difficult to endure."
Endure… It was a tough situation. I consider it a reward for protecting my sister from an unwanted pregnancy. I think about this while looking at Serena's profile, her face showing dedication as she strokes me solely to satisfy my carnal desires.
"Mmm… It's so hot and hard…"
Perhaps it's a habit when she's focused, but her lips slightly protruding like a duck's beak is endearing.
"Like this, like this… Does this feel good, brother?"
"Ah…"
Yes.
This was a first for me. Throughout my school years, I had never been involved with a woman, never experienced romance. I was a perennial single.
Yet, I never felt regretful about it. I believed that my ideal partner would be a pure virgin who had never indulged in carnal desires. And I thought that someday, I would meet the one I love and fulfill all my desires with her.
But now, my convictions were being shaken by Serena's deft touch.
'Is this… Is this the wild sex life of the irresistibly handsome men?'
Was it not even close to 'wild'?
If these strikingly attractive men received such services from women daily, have I been living at a loss all this time?
I felt like my resolve might crumble at the roots in the face of this temptation.
Receiving Serena's somewhat awkward yet enthusiastic intimate touch, I felt embarrassed but also grateful to be in this world.
'Because I became her older brother.'
…Sigh.
Every time I tried to regain control, Serena's touch grew even more intense.
"It's strange…"
She smiled faintly.
"I never thought… I would do something like this for you, brother…"
If you snuggle close to me and say things like that, it's going to make me aroused…!
I can't help but feel incredibly aroused.
Feeling like I'm about to explode, I become extremely embarrassed.
'Should I tell her?'
Should I admit my pathetic state in front of Serena?
That I feel like I'm about to climax? I've left my cock entirely in Serena's hands, completely defenseless.
Mentioning that I'm on the edge feels awkward, so I just stand there, silent and stiff.
"Oppa, are you about to cum?"
Serena whispered.
"It's getting bigger, little by little, in your hand."
…Ugh.
Serena pressed herself against my side, expertly stroking my cock with her skilled fingers.
I'm going to cum!
"Ah."
Pff… Whooosh… Pff…!!
The amount of ejaculation is astonishing. Serena wraps her hand around my glans, catching my cum in her palm instead of using a tissue.
However, Serena's hand quickly becomes covered in semen, and the remaining cum spills onto the floor.
"Amazing…"
Pff… Pff… Whooosh…
As if Serena wants to see more, she continues to stroke the underside of my cock, making me, her older brother, pathetically scrape the bottom of my balls, releasing even more cum.
**_Squelch… Squelch! Spurt! Spurt!_**
The torrent of semen strikes Serena's palm with great force.
"…Wow… so much… comes out."
"…"
What have I done?
Did I make Serena give me a handjob? I enjoyed it to the end, even letting her stroke out every last drop of my seed?
"Are you satisfied?"
My flaccidity is only momentary.
As if on cue, my erection returns in full force.
Even I think I'm perverted.
"…Brother."
"…I'm sorry."
Feeling a sense of guilt, I apologize.
"Should I do it one more time?"
"Let's stop now."
How am I supposed to face her later…
Serena shows me her cum-covered hand.
"It's already like this in my hand."
"…"
"Is it more than usual? Brother."
"Yes, it is."
"That's a relief."
Serena smiles gently, tenderly stroking my sensitive cock after the climax.
"Maybe you thought you were still inside me. Perhaps you came so much because you thought you could get me pregnant."
"…"
At her words, "I thought you were still inside me," my erection grows even more, offering no resistance.
Serena's cheeks flushed shyly, and she ran her hand over my cock once more.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
It felt as if she had a better grasp of the pleasurable spots on my cock compared to the first time.
"…You know I haven't gone inside yet, right?"
"Seems like you want to go back inside."
"…What, what are you saying! Seriously…! Pervert!"
At this point, returning to a normal relationship seemed impossible.
Serena feigned anger at my brazen sex talk, all the while gently stroking my cock with the utmost tenderness.
With my lovely sister's heartfelt handjob, I came three times—Serena was surprised that the quantity was more than the first time—yet my erection didn't subside. In the end, we agreed to continue next time, and we left it at that. For the record, I didn't ask her to.
It was Serena who first said, "It's gotten quite late, and my wrist is tired, so I'll do it again next time! Oppa."
All I did was nod my head in agreement, but the guilt weighed heavily on me.
No, in truth, I was full of sin. I'm a despicable person.
Now, I can't help but see Serena as a woman, and Serena sees me as a man.
Wasn't it just five minutes ago that the house was in complete disarray?
'Let's pull ourselves together…'
"There's no time to eat, so we have to hurry. Brother!"
Serena had tended to my cock, so I had to skip a meal and leave the house.
… I want to die. Seriously.
'Is this smartphone mine?'
I searched the room and found it.
It seems like my phone, but it doesn't recognize my fingerprint. Is that normal?
There's also a pattern lock, but I had no way of figuring it out.
'Should I factory reset it…'
For now, I'll take it with me.
"Don't wait for me, go ahead!"
It would be a big problem if Serena is late because of me.
But an even bigger issue was that there was no fitting school uniform.
'None of the clothes fit…'
In the end, the previous protagonist had no choice but to throw on an oversized hoodie and step outside.
Even wearing this, there was a strange odor. Dammit.
"Brother, where's your school uniform?"
"It's dirty, so I put it all in the washing machine. Let's go. You can't be late."
"I'm fine with just one penalty point."
"No way!"
Just one penalty point?
If the penalty I've received is for caring for my brother's needs, then I'll never be able to hold my head high again. There was a bicycle in the yard, and I helped Serena onto the back.
"Shall we go by bike?"
"How much time do we have?"
"Until 8:30!"
The current time is… 8:18.
"Which direction?"
"Over there!"
I vigorously pressed down on the pedals. From a distance, Ero Academy didn't seem too far away, but once we started moving, I realized it was quite a feat to reach it by bike. Nevertheless!
"Oppa, aren't you tired?"
"It's fine! Just hold on tight!"
Oddly enough, I didn't feel overly exhausted. Although I was sweating and panting, I still felt a surge of energy. The bicycle continued to speed towards the academy, never slowing down between acceleration and top speed, and we arrived just in the nick of time.
"That's it, Serena. You can go in now."
"Thank you, Oppa. You were amazing!"
We seemed to have arrived sooner than expected. Academy students wearing the same uniform as my sibling were curiously staring at me.
'Is it my turn now?'
As I approached, I learned that the buildings were divided by grade, so this wasn't my destination.
'The campus is damn huge.'
Four minutes remaining.
Finding the way to the second-year classroom was no easy task.
[Kim Sang-hyuk, 1 minute 33 seconds 58 late]
[1 penalty point imposed]
… … .
Lately, the teacher doesn't even glance at the door.
Upon passing the grand entrance, the panel coldly announced my penalty points.
'Well, it's just one point.'
I managed to save Serena's one point.
It was a small price to pay for being an impressive older brother.
[Kim Sang-hyuk's penalty points exceed 100]
[Student ID functionality suspended due to pending disciplinary committee]
[Please wait for a call within the academy, end]
… … .
Accumulated penalty points… 100 points…?
How on earth has this game protagonist survived so far?
Still, it must be a fair price for becoming a remarkable older brother… right?
The moment we entered the academy building for our grade, I was met with fervent gazes.
Because I wasn't wearing a school uniform? Or because of my good looks? Most likely both.
In this unfamiliar space, I managed to locate my locker in the room accessible with my student ID.
'However…'
[The student ID function is suspended. Please contact the student council]
[The student ID function is suspended. Please contact the student council]
The locker bearing my name refuses to open.
The student ID function was disabled, as I had accrued more than 100 penalty points.
"Are you searching for something important?"
8:43 AM.
As everyone disperses for class, a silver-haired woman strides confidently into the locker room, where I stand alone.
Dressed in a tidy white pair of pants and a black jacket, reminiscent of a dressage rider's outfit, she cuts an impressive figure.
Her black jacket struggles to contain the generous curves of her breasts, while her snug white pants reveal the contours of her legs, hinting at her sensuous nature.
Despite my greater height, her presence is undeniably imposing.
"Kim Sang-hyuk."
She even knows my name.
"Do you know me?"
I wish we could be friends.
"I know you well. How could I not recognize you, the sole blemish upon our esteemed academy?"
Hmm.
As I suspected, we were not friends, and it seemed I had made a grave error.
"This is the disciplinary committee. Follow me."
As if to say that fleeing would be futile, her bodyguards effectively barred any escape.