Pervert King Seong Gui Nam

Lightly scrubbed the wet izzie.

-Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click.

The sweet sound of water touches the heartstrings.

It was a refreshing feeling as if he had set up a tent in the mountains and dipped his feet in cold valley water for the first time.

The fact that he was extremely excited made me feel hot, too.

"I have a lot of water, so it's like this even if I get a little excited."

She said calmly, stressing that she was embarrassed and that she was forced to do so.

"Good, good. Very good."

"Oh, you were like a real old man just now."

"You're my age."

"Oh, I don't want to~ I really hate you."

"Won Bin is also an old man."

"I'm not interested. Won Bin isn't my style."

"Look at your spirit. I'm kind of excited when you call me uncle."

"It's definitely a pervert."

Even though he says so, he sings it with his nose full of sounds. Then he stretched his lower lip.

"Wow, I can't do it because it's cringe-worthy."

I slipped my finger into the hole.

"Sigh, oh, oh."

With her eyes closed, izzie sighed and whispered.

"Tell me one more thing with the girl. Strong one ···."

Since the uncle's title came out, this time, I told the story of meeting Lim Chan-mi at Haeundae.

When I met him in front of the convenience store and told him that he went to the motel right away, he expressed disappointment, saying, "What is that mean?"

"Hey, that's just a one-night thing on the beach."

Yeah, there's a twist. Do you know who he was?

"Who."

"My friend's brother I went with."

"Oh, really? Did you get caught?"

"I got caught."

"Kkkkkkkk, what happened?"

"I got hit by an aguji right there, and then I came up to Seoul and met him one more time, and I had a conscience and told him not to meet him."

"I want to do it with my friend's brother. One of my friends is Sunmi, and her brother is totally my style."

"Tell them to do it."

"I got married last year. With an ugly woman."

-Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh."

Don't you have a strong story?”

"Me? I've only done normal things." Oh, I have a really strong story for my friend."

"Try it."

"No, I really shouldn't say this."

"What, don't bring it up."

"Are you curious?"

"Do it, do it.”

"Can't you really tell anyone? I'm the only one who knows this."

"Okay, okay."

"His name is Kim Min-kyung, and I'll call him K for his privacy."

"Hahaha, I already told you my real name.”

"Huh?"

"You just said Kim Min-kyung."

"Oh, pretend you didn't hear that. Anyway, it's K."

"Uh, Kim Min-kyung."

This story is an adaptation of the S story of Oji's friend K (real name Kim Min-kyung) from the first person perspective.

Hello, my name is K and I am 24 years old this year.

The story I'm going to tell you is a story that happened during the summer vacation two years ago.

I have a brother who is two years younger than me. My parents used to have a beef-bone soup restaurant from morning to dawn, so I spent a lot of time at home with my younger brother since I was young.

Since I was in elementary school, I've been taking care of most of the snacks and dinners. Maybe that's why I was more special than other siblings. My brother relied on me a lot and took care of me.

I'm 158cm tall and have a small physique, but my younger brother is tall and has a good physique, so he was misunderstood as a lover when he was with him. My brother takes after my mom and I don't look like my dad.

And I like touching people. When I go out with my friends and family, I often put my arms around my mom or dad. When I was with my younger brother, I used to do that.

She told me not to do it because she said she would get goosebumps. But I think that's because she's cute.

I've been living in a dormitory ever since I entered college.

I only came home during the vacation, but in the first grade, I worked part-time and my younger brother went to a reading room with an academy, so I didn't have much chance to run into him.

Then during the summer vacation of the second grade, my parents' restaurant went well, so I didn't work part-time for the first time and took a rest at home. It was introduced on a TV program.

On that day in question, I met my high school classmate and had a drink. I was going to drink until dawn, but my friend went to see my boyfriend, so I had to go home early.

I thought my brother would be in the reading room, so I went home without thinking, but I ran into him coming out of my room right next to the front door.

I took off my pants and held my underwear in my hand.

"Wait. You didn't do it with your brother, did you?"

"I stopped talking to izzie, who was talking about the story with an excited face."

"Oh, keep listening."

"Just tell me that. I did, I didn't."

"I did ········."

"Amazing. Is the girl pretty? Show me the picture.”

"Why the picture?"

"Looking at the picture makes me empathize."

"Poop, what's your feeling?"

"Hurry up. Picture!"

The K shown by Ezee in her Kakao Talk profile photo was a face belonging to the axis of a woman who was neither pretty nor ugly. It made me more excited to have close friends with such an ordinary face.

"He's prettier in person than in the picture."

"Keep talking. It's so tempting."

"Oh, look at him talking."

"What, you're so wet after hearing what I had sex with you."

"Anyway, so ·········."

When I was in the lower grades of elementary school, we took a bath together, but it was my first time seeing my brother's genitals since then. It felt like my head was going blank when I saw it turned into a dark object, not a small and cute pupa in my memory.

When I asked her what she was doing, she said she was going to wash her underwear with a red face. She ran away to her room where the woman was groaning.

Of course it was a ridiculous excuse. I don't keep my underwear in my room.

And I noticed that he was taking off his pants to a certain extent.

I thought you were going to masturbate with my underwear.

The groaning of the woman who came out of the room must have been a night school.

I majored in architecture, but there are more men than women, so I tend to hear a lot of sexual stories at drinking parties. I've heard from men that self-defense is like a habit and the end of the day.

Even though I was wondering how I could do such a thing with my underwear, I couldn't help but laugh because I remembered my younger brother's butt that was running away to the room. He must have been so embarrassed that he would have taken his underwear with him.

If my younger brother was a mean guy or if he didn't get along with me, he was a model student and he didn't get the CSAT score he expected, so he took the exam again. Only so far, I've never felt sick. Maybe that's why I didn't feel dirty or bad, but I think I looked cute.

On the contrary, I was worried that my younger brother might have been hurt.

I wanted to look like a cool older sister and had a drink, so I thought it would be better to drink a drink and shake it off right away.

I knocked on the door right away and asked him to have a drink in the brightest tone possible.

The younger brother, wearing pants, came to the living room and sat on the sofa as if he were a sinner.

If I was embarrassed, I couldn't handle the atmosphere. So I said it out loud first.

"Hey, you were going to hit your daughter with my panties, weren't you?"

Don't you think you're going to get serious by cursing that you've never done before?

"What are you talking about, X-Bal, what are you talking about?"

"Huh? Are you cursing at me?”

"It's because you're saying weird things. I was going to wash my panties and wash them together."

"A strong denial is a strong affirmation, don't you?"

"Oh, really."

"Hey, that's enough. Do you think I don't understand that much? When I hear about men in my department, they all do."

Of course, I've never heard of my daughter hitting me with her underwear, but I said that to ease her embarrassment as much as possible.

Only then did he give up making excuses and sighed deeply.

"Why didn't my sister call me back?" You said you were coming late."

"My friend left early. And I thought you were in the reading room. If I had known you were home, I would have bought at least one chicken. What was your mock test score last time?”

We naturally changed the subject and set up a drinking table.

They sat in the living room and talked about my college life and my colleagues in the military, and shared a bottle of soju with them saying that they should go to the army as soon as possible.

My brother and sister naturally talked after shaking off the previous happening and returning to their usual appearances.

"Are you still dating the girl you were dating?"

"Who."

"Was it Hyo-jung? She looked like a Mongolian and made her eyeline so thick."

"It's been a long time since we broke up."

"Oh, did you sleep?"

"Oh, what are you talking about? Are you drunk?"

"Oh, why? Tell me."

"Oh, well, ah. Forget it. Sue, have a drink."

It was so fun to see my younger brother stuttering with a red face.

"Hey, it's better to sleep with your girlfriend a hundred times than your underwear!"

"Stop talking about it now."

"Okay, then just tell me one honest thing. Was your daughter really going to hit you or was she already going to hit you? To be honest, I won't bring this up again. What?"

The younger brother, who sighed with a look of loss of country, finally confessed.

" ········I didn't. I got caught trying to take it."

"You've been watching the yard, haven't you said.”

"Uh, uh."

"If you have anything good, share it with me."

My younger brother looked at my face with surprised eyes.

"Do women watch the yard?"

"Then don't you see?"

"You're seeing her, too.

"Oh. My friends send me messages?"

"No way ··········."

"Why, can't a woman watch a porn?"

It must have been a bit shocking to my younger brother who had little experience in dating after graduating from boy's high school.

I even said that women masturbate by looking at the kids.

Feeling ragged, I think my brother and sister thought we could talk about this much.

I wish it had stopped there, but I overreacted and asked them to show me what they were looking at earlier.

We went to my brother's room and sat in front of the computer.

The younger brother clicked on the folder 'Good Edu College Scholastic Ability Test Lecture' on the desktop and showed hidden files. Isn't that how the hidden chacha video pops up? At first glance, I saw over a hundred.

"When do you study?"

"Do whatever you want."

"What were you looking at earlier?”

It was the title of English initials and numbers that my brother played, and even if I didn't know Japanese, I could fully understand that there was a difference between siblings.

Now I know it's all fake, but up until then, I and my younger brother, who were naive, thought all the kids were real. There were distortions and preconceptions about Japanese sex culture.

On the monitor, there was a scene where a brother and sister in a school uniform were secretly kicking even though they had parents in the living room. The speaker delivered the sticky sound in plain terms.

- Anang, Aang, Kimuchi, Ototto, Kimuchi, Aang ···········.

According to my younger brother, who spoke Japanese as a second language, it was clear that the relationship between the older sister and the younger brother was clear.

I asked, which I couldn't understand at all.

"Real brother and sister?"

"I think that's right."

"Hey, you don't tell me. You're really filming something like this with your siblings?

"It's not called Sungjin-guk for nothing. I heard that Japan does things with mom and son."

"Oh, that's not much, ······ Hey, let's turn it off."

"Why, you asked me to show you."

"Is there anything else besides this? Something normal.”

"Something normal.

Do you have anything foreign?”

"There's no west side. I only collect Japanese."

"Ay."

"Do you want me to take it?"

"No, if you don't have one."

"No, I can get it in a few minutes.”

"Oh, my God."

I brought a table chair and sat behind my brother's right. It was quite a short distance. The little brother's elbow that moves the mouse slightly touches my chest.

I shouldn't, but I was enjoying it.

Alcohol was the problem.

Usually, a bottle of soju is a bit sticky for me, but maybe it's because it's jjamppong with a beer I drank with my friend, so I think I drank earlier than usual.

The problem was my injections were acting cute and touching. I usually like light touch, but my colleagues say that it gets worse when I'm drunk.

Of course, every time I pretended to have blacked out, but I knew it enough. I borrowed the spirit of alcohol and asked men to carry me on their back, and women kiss me on my back.

I'm a crazy girl.

I kept touching my brother's arm moving the mouse with my chest.

I never thought I'd do anything with her. I think I did it without realizing it because I was soaked in alcohol and the atmosphere.

And when I woke up, I was lying in bed and my brother was shaking his waist above me. Both of them left their tops intact and only their pants off.

Things have already been done.

When I lowered my head, my brother's it was scrambling through my proposal.

I couldn't pull myself together.

I really didn't think of anything, but there's only one thing that's been contraceptives.

Of course I couldn't have worn a condom and I didn't have it.

I'm not so sure about contraception, so I thought it would be okay if I had extraterritorial issues on dangerous days. - So far, there has been no problem. - Strangely enough, I've come to my senses.

"Hey, don't do it inside. Oh, oh, oh, oh."

an end

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