Chapter 184
Chapter 184
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 184
Chapter Title: Enjoyable Daily Life (6)
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-Squish... squish... squish... squish!
It was a bizarre yet lewd sound.
The sticky lube rubbing against skin, grinding, clinging, and finally producing that vulgar noise.
It was completely different from using regular lotion—everything from the sensation to the sound.
And on top of that, Sharon's warm, bouncy breasts, tightly bound by her underwear, were stroking his cock.
With every movement, they enveloped him softly, stimulating in a way utterly unlike a mucous membrane.
"...This is seriously obscene. The sound too..."
Sharon, who had permitted him to use her breasts as a sex toy, stared intently at Siwoo's thrusting cock and muttered.
Siwoo felt a twinge of guilt for some reason.
The sensual sight and pleasure were ecstatic, but the innocent face in the background belonged to pure-hearted Sharon.
It felt like he was doing something he really shouldn't.
And the position, half-pinning her down, only amplified that impression.
But like with the twins, once you crossed that line into lewd acts, they severed the reins of reason.
Instead, Siwoo gripped Sharon's breasts firmly.
Sharon's breasts barely sagged even when lying down, but in her underwear for the titjob, they held their shape perfectly.
When he squeezed, they compressed like a balloon, the give even better.
A gasp of admiration escaped him.
"Whoa..."
"Your face looks super lewd too."
"Not bad, right?"
"No! Not at all! I'm actually happy... but yeah, just that."
Sharon covered her mouth with her wrist, perhaps finding Siwoo's reaction a bit overwhelming.
At some point, a pretty blush had bloomed on her face too.
She was fully aware this act was incredibly indecent.
-Schlick... schlick... schlick... schlick...
As Siwoo's movements sped up, the sounds grew louder, and bubbles formed in the tangled lube.
The once-clear lube now had tiny air pockets, making a milky liquid ooze between her cleavage.
And Siwoo could see it.
Because he was gripping her breasts so hard, the fabric clung to her skin, her nipples poking clearly through the thin material.
On the other side, a clean areola peeked out, the nipple caught between fabric and flesh.
Sharon's already tantalizing tits were obscene even clothed, but half-dressed like this, their subtle exposure stoked his lust even more.
This must be why they say covering up makes it prettier.
"Ahh...!"
He pinched her pink nipple as if enchanted, and Sharon let out a piercing squeal.
Startled by her own sound, she stared at Siwoo with wide eyes.
Feeling he'd gone too far with the mood, Siwoo awkwardly apologized.
"Uh... sorry."
Apologizing with his cock still between her breasts. A first in his life.
"N-no! It didn't hurt or anything... It just tickled and surprised me. If you want, keep going."
Even if she brushed it off casually, normal Siwoo wouldn't have continued.
But now that permission was granted...
A dark desire welled up to hear more of those sounds from her.
"Can I keep going then?"
"Yeah, sure. It's part of my breasts anyway. What's the big deal?"
With her okay, Siwoo kneaded her breasts in earnest while thrusting his hips.
Until now, he'd been careful to avoid her nipples, but no need anymore.
He clutched her soft tit-pussy tight, idly pinching her nipples with his fingers.
"Ngh... Hm. Ah...!"
Her reaction was immediate.
The nipples he'd thought were a bit big now stood erect, proudly asserting themselves.
Sharon bit her wrist, her eyelashes trembling.
Yet she didn't tell him to stop. That mix of reluctance and arousal was intoxicatingly hot.
Just her expression—embarrassed, flustered, yet accepting it all—nearly made him cum.
"Eut... Ugh... Eung...!"
If he ever had sex with Sharon, would she make that face?
Overwhelmed by pleasure, writhing, yet obediently taking everything he gave?
His imagination expanded to plunging into her widely spread legs, exploring her deep, deep core.
And with that, the buildup came.
Less peripheral stimulation than a handjob or regular sex, but the visual and auditory feast hastened his climax.
"Can I cum like this?"
"Mhm...!"
Breathing raggedly, he asked, and Sharon squeezed her eyes shut, nodding.
Moments later.
-Spurt... spurt... spurt...
Siwoo gripped her breasts like handles, squeezing until they nearly burst, and unleashed his semen deep between them.
Her massive pudding-like tits vibrated with each throb of his cock.
The ejaculation plus the ecstatic handfuls of breast amplified his satisfaction.
"Eut... Hot... so hot...!"
"Hah... hah...!"
Unconsciously pressing her cleavage tight, cream-like semen oozed out in fluffy puffs.
Even burying his cock in the center to avoid her face, droplets formed tiny pools on her chin and elegant neckline, just like last time.
"Ah... it's flowing! Siwoo! Tissues! Tissues!"
Lying down, the semen trickled to one side.
Sharon panicked, and Siwoo quickly grabbed tissues from the table, wiping up before it soiled the sheets.
He cleaned the semen from her nape and collarbone, then pulled out.
As Siwoo climbed off, Sharon parted her cleavage to peek inside.
Her breasts separated with a loud smack.
Between them, lube mixed with semen stretched like sticky spiderwebs.
"Whoa... You came a ton, Siwoo. Thought it all spilled out."
"Probably mostly lube?"
"No! Look. These thick clumps are all semen."
Siwoo wiped meticulously, even the semen deep inside while she held her breasts apart.
Like cleaning up your own mess—you make it, you clean it.
Sharon clasped her hands demurely at his gentle touch, then sat up.
"Thanks for the cleanup."
"Always think this after... it's kinda embarrassing."
"Really? I like it. Feels like I'm helping you somehow."
Siwoo's wry smile met Sharon's proud response.
Her gaze drifted to his cock, standing on his knees on the bed.
Not fully deflated, it twitched, coated like tanghulu.
"Siwoo."
"Yeah?"
"Want me to clean you up too?"
"Oh, this? Nah, I'll get it."
"No, hold still."
Stopping Siwoo from grabbing tissues, Sharon crouched like a cat.
A perfect position for doggy cleanup.
"Haa...!"
She swept her ear-length hair back, then swiftly engulfed his messy cock.
Siwoo was stunned.
He'd never imagined she'd go this far.
"You don't have to do this much."
"Mmm... It's fine... Nm... Slurp... Churp... Gulp..."
Her tongue teased every swollen inch post-climax.
Half-deflated, he felt every corner of her mouth and tongue distinctly.
Even better than when fully hard—he couldn't stop her, lost in the pleasure.
"Mmm... Gulp... Smooch... Sluuurp..."
Her long, slender tongue peeled back the skin, scooping out every trace of semen and lube.
It traveled from the glans down the shaft, replacing it all with her saliva.
"Mm... mm...!"
Post-play cleanup blowjob, so-called cleaning fellatio.
Her intent was hygiene, but the sensation was pure ecstasy.
His legs trembled from the milking orgasm alone; this premium service felt like paradise.
-Pop!
His now fully erect cock sprang from her mouth with a cheerful sound.
Sharon looked up, cheeks puffed like a chipmunk.
Semen dotted the corner of her lips.
"Mm mm...!"
She pointed frantically at her mouth.
Praise for a job well done?
"What? Oh, good job. Thanks."
"Mm mm mm!"
"Ah, tissue?"
Wrong guess.
Siwoo handed her one, and she spat out the mouthful of saliva, lube, and semen, grimacing.
As if enduring the taste till now, she shook her head with a "bleghhh."
"Seriously, it's nasty."
"Why'd you do it then? I said it was fine."
"Once I started, felt like I had to finish... And you liked it."
"Feels good every time. But it's gross, right?"
"Yeah... Bitter, salty, and the lube's like starchy water—sticky and bland."
Sounded about right.
Not appetizing-looking to begin with.
"You got some here."
"Huh? Oh, really."
At his point, she licked the semen from her lips.
Innocent intent, but lewd as hell.
Maybe what made Sharon so arousing was the gap between her usual purity and this.
Siwoo pondered seriously.
"Ugh, feels sticky. Gotta wash up."
Sharon glanced at her ruined cat bra.
Nipples tucked back, but the fabric was soaked, stained white—unwearable.
These event undies were disposable anyway, cheap fabric and all...
"Gonna toss that."
"Yeah, felt kinda cheap. Even street vendors at Dongdaemun had better material."
"Anyway, thanks for prepping all this today. I'm touched."
Grinning at his satisfied reaction, Sharon got off the bed.
As his eyes naturally scanned her underwear per the topic...
Siwoo noticed.
The mess wasn't just the bra.
Up her straight legs, toned thighs, to her plump ass.
Crude term: her pussy lips gripped black fabric.
Minimal coverage—shift it aside, instant insertion.
The deep cleft revealed her thick, neat labia; first time confirming Sharon's puffy pussy.
And moreover.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Okay, I'm washing up. Clean up here, please."
"Got it."
Once Sharon left, Siwoo exhaled.
Her panties were unmistakably soaked.
That wetness let the fabric dig into her plump lower lips like twisted string.
"Driving me crazy."
Did Sharon want more—want sex?
Staring at his unrelenting erection despite just cumming, Siwoo pondered deeply.