The Rural Village's Secret Festival (12)
Jeong Hyeonsuk spoke in a soothing tone, as if calming the embarrassed Suho, and gently peeled his hand from her arm. It wasn’t that he disliked the idea of her sucking him. To prove it was nothing more than a reflexive reaction to the fact that he hadn’t washed, the arm she held fell limply from her grasp.
Then it happened. Jeong Hyeonsuk’s eyes widened as she gazed down at Suho’s half-naked lower body—the boy she had always treated like a nephew.
Oh my!… How can it be so magnificent?
Suho’s cock had felt impressively sized when she touched it, quite different from his pretty, almost delicate face. But seeing it in person, its size and shape made her feel almost sorry for her husband’s pathetic specimen. It stood rigidly upright, the glans swollen smooth without a single wrinkle, glistening with a wet sheen. She had never seen such a sleek cock in her life. In other words, it looked utterly delicious. Even the clear precum trickling from the slit at the tip of the flared head looked so appetizing…
People often said of young, attractive partners that they “don’t even smell fishy.” It was more than a metaphor about scent. It was sexual slang packed with the desire to strip them bare and devour them whole if only they could. That was exactly how Jeong Hyeonsuk felt right now, staring at this smooth cock that perfectly embodied the youth she had so desperately craved. She truly wanted to swallow it in one gulp.
“Haah…”
Letting out a heated breath, she lowered her head. As she leaned her upper body toward Suho’s crotch—exactly as he had warned, unwashed—a thick, concentrated masculine scent washed over her.
Haah…. So this is what Suho’s cock smells like…
The thick, raw odor that assaulted her nose would have made anyone else wrinkle their face in distaste. But Jeong Hyeonsuk’s expression didn’t frown; it melted into a dreamy haze instead. After all, this was the cock of a man younger than her own son. He hadn’t washed? All the better. What could she possibly dislike? In fact, she loved it. Because now she could taste him properly.
The moment her slightly parted lips descended toward the glans, what flashed through her mind was, ironically, her closest friend and Suho’s mother—Min Seonae. They had always been close, but deep down she had envied her. How wonderful it would be to have a son like Suho, she had often thought. But now she was glad he wasn’t hers. If Suho had been her own child, she could never have done this.
I don’t have to be jealous anymore, Seonae. Your son… I’ll enjoy him thoroughly.
Licking her lips as if savoring the moment, Jeong Hyeonsuk opened her mouth halfway, dropped her head, and suddenly took nearly half of Suho’s cock deep between her lips.
-Slurp!
Sluuuuurp—
She tightened her lips and sucked hard.
“Hu, aah…”
For a moment Suho felt as if his body were floating. The woman’s lips dragged all the way up to the tip of his glans. The powerful friction and the way she bobbed her head melted him inside, drawing out a languid moan.
Then—
-Sluuuuurp—slurp—sluuuurp—slurp—
The head wrapped in a white sanitary cloth buried itself in his crotch, repeatedly rising and falling. The pace wasn’t fast. Her lewd movements seemed almost slow and rhythmic, yet her lips were relentless. As though she would never release what she had claimed, her mouth sealed tightly around him with no gaps, sliding up and down while sucking fiercely along the surface of his shaft.
The intense friction didn’t match her leisurely rhythm. Soon Jeong Hyeonsuk’s hand gripped the slippery base of his cock and began stroking it, and as if the earlier leisure had been a lie, her head movements suddenly picked up speed.
-Slurp slurp, slurp slurp slurp!
“Uaaah… Auntie…!”
Her head rapidly stroked from the midpoint of his shaft all the way to the glans. The wet, electrifying sensation inside her mouth! Without realizing it, Suho placed his hand on his aunt’s bobbing back. His fingers, which had been caressing the soft flesh there, twitched. There were other places he wanted to touch, but he hesitated, wondering if it was allowed. Their relationship was closer to real aunt and nephew, after all. Still, worrying about such things while already receiving a blowjob felt like nothing but hypocrisy.
-Slide.
Suho quietly moved his hand forward. He brushed her side. The floral dress that middle-aged women loved to wear was so thin that he could feel the vivid texture of her bare skin through the fabric. Fortunately, Auntie showed no sign of resisting. Encouraged by her unguarded reaction, his hand slipped beneath her apron and crept upward.
Bounce, jiggle—
His fingers paused for a moment at the swaying of her breasts in time with her head movements, then cupped one fully in his palm.
-Squish.
She wasn’t wearing a bra. The realization that she might always have been braless beneath that apron every time he saw her only fanned the flames. The middle-aged woman’s breast filled his hand perfectly. The sensation through the thin dress was so vivid it raised goosebumps. Given her age it lacked firmness, but in exchange it was impossibly soft.
There was nothing left to hesitate over.
-Squeeze—knead knead!
Squish squish squish—
When he applied pressure, the tofu-like flesh oozed warmly between his fingers and deformed.
-Sluuurp sluuurp, slurp slurp slurp.
“Ah, ah… Auntie, your mouth feels so good…”
Suho kneaded her breasts like rice cakes while she sucked his cock. When his fingers lightly pinched the large, prominent nipple poking against the thin dress, her upper body twitched. Despite the softer breasts, her nipples were so stiff and turgid they felt rock-hard. The stronger he caressed the erect buds through her clothes, the more powerful the suction on his cock became.
It was then.
-Bang bang!
“Aigoo. Isn’t the gukbap place open today? The door’s shut.”
“Ugh…! That woman closed up without saying a word. Aigoo.”
At the voices coming from outside, Jeong Hyeonsuk’s head froze mid-motion. Suho also jerked in surprise and looked toward the door. Thanks to the stickers on the glass and their corner position, they were safely out of sight. He let out a small sigh of relief.
“Haah…”
The moment he exhaled—
-Slurp—suck!
Sluuuuurp sluuurp—
The woman’s head movements resumed. Inside the silent shop, the sticky wet sounds rang out again, intertwining with the conversation of the two men outside.
“Then let’s just have a smoke and go. We’ll have to eat somewhere else today.”
“Yeah~ This place really hits the spot for me. Can’t help it.”
Shadows fell across the side of the door. Two silhouettes. From inside it was impossible to tell whether they were facing toward them or away. Because of that, Suho felt as if the two uncles standing shoulder to shoulder outside were smoking and watching while Jeong Hyeonsuk sucked his cock.
Anxiety sharpened all his senses. His cock reacted the same way. The feeling of her wet mouth had never been more vivid. The fear of being caught brought terror, yet perversely, it also brought a strange thrill that only heightened his arousal. As a result, his cock kept throbbing uncontrollably inside her mouth.
Jeong Hyeonsuk must have interpreted the throbbing as an attempt to escape, because she tightened her lips even more firmly to trap him and sucked harder. Perhaps she was feeling the same mix of anxiety and excitement. No—she was definitely just as aroused. Her once-cautious movements had grown faster and faster until they were now downright violent.
-Gluck gluck gluck, slurp slurp slurp!
“Huak! Auntie…!”
She had practically laid her upper body sideways across his lap, sucking him with relentless devotion. The dizzying stimulation forced a suppressed moan from Suho’s throat. He squeezed the breast in his hand as if trying to crush it, kneading it with raw strength.
How many minutes had it been? The urge to cum rose uncontrollably. His balls tightened, his glans swelled to bursting. As expected of an experienced married woman, Jeong Hyeonsuk instantly sensed the change in the cock she was sucking. She grabbed the base with her hand and began stroking rapidly.
-Tap tap tap. Slurp slurp slurp—
“Ugh! Uhh…”
She wasn’t just sucking and shaking. Sometimes she rubbed her lips against the glans while stroking, other times she pressed her broad tongue underneath it and shook her head.
“Haah ha!… You’re going to cum now, right? Give Auntie Suho’s semen. Quick, quick…”
Her voice was urgent, almost desperate. The wet tone that said she was dying to drink his cum, the hot breath wrapping around his cock—it all pushed him over the edge. Even as she spoke, her hand moved faster and faster to milk him.
And then—
“Huak, huaaaaaaaah…!”
-Spurt—spurt spurt!
Gulp gulp gulp—
“Slurp, gulp gulp! Sluuuurp, gluck gluck gluck—!”
Suho’s body shuddered as he let out a rough groan and began to cum with overwhelming relief. Jeong Hyeonsuk, who had been stroking with her tongue pressed beneath the glans, immediately sealed her lips tightly over the head the moment the semen erupted. Gripping the shaft firmly, she stroked up and down rapidly, swallowing every drop of the younger man’s cum without pause.