Secret Mission
I was deciding where to finish. From the look on Noona’s face, she had already collapsed as if she’d fainted, so I couldn’t come in her mouth…
What caught my eye was the panty lying to her left, soaked through with her juices—and Noona herself, her face steeped in every kind of arousal.
"I'm going to finish on your face, Noona."
"....Y...ye...es...."
She was a slave girl savoring the afterglow of climax.
Tzzubok-!
I pulled my cock out of Noona’s pussy. As it came free, the head caught lightly on her entrance and she flinched hard once.
"H...ghk!"
I climbed over her and aimed my cock straight at her face. Then I lifted one of her hands and wrapped it around my shaft. Strength entered her grip at once, and she began stroking me back and forth.
"Yeah, that’s an excellent posture. Keep stroking, Kwak Sujeong."
"Yes...."
Noona stared at the cock in front of her face. Even knowing she was about to have semen sprayed across it, she didn’t turn away; she sank into lewd thoughts instead.
The cock that violated me…so filthy…
The thought lasted only a moment before the thick white liquid burst in front of her and blotted out her vision.
Byurut—byurrut—byurruk—
Viscous semen poured over Noona’s face.
"Haa…the smell…so strong…"
Unconsciously enchanted by the dense male scent, she licked the semen from around her mouth with her tongue.
"Does it taste good?"
"..Yehes…"
Sujeong answered while drinking in the flavor of the semen she was tasting once more. Because it was the liquid of love she herself had drawn out, it tasted sweet to her.
I picked up the panty I had noticed earlier and wiped Noona’s face with it. Something cold and damp, like silk cloth, touched her skin—along with the thick scent of her own cunt. Then her vision cleared. Junwoo.
"Heh heh…you filthy bitch."
Even with her face being wiped by the panty soaked in her own juices, Noona still couldn’t leave the afterglow, mouth hanging open. She heard him call her a lewd bitch, but it didn’t feel bad. It felt as though she had become this man’s property.
"…Thank you♡"
Sujeong answered with gratitude instead. She wasn’t thanking him for the insult; she was thanking him for teaching her a new pleasure.
Sex was this good…
Having tasted cock, it felt as if that sensation had been freshly carved into her brain.
"Noona, put this back on."
Sujeong realized the panty in front of her was plastered with both semen and her own juices—a sticky, soaked scrap that no longer functioned as underwear. The sight of Junwoo’s semen on it was obscenely erotic.
"Th…this…?"
"Yeah."
At my firm answer she picked it up.
"Hup..!"
The sticky warmth. Plenty of semen clung even to the part that would press against her pussy. She spread the panty, slid her legs through, and slowly drew it up. Another body heat settled against her crotch, along with the slick liquid feel. Sujeong’s pussy ended up coated in Junwoo’s seed. Looking back on herself as a female who had faithfully taken a male’s seed, she felt fresh excitement rise.
Ah…ah…it keeps getting wetter…
Even after two massive climaxes her body was heating up again.
"How is it tasting cock, Noona?"
Satisfied by the sight of her wearing the panty marinated in semen, I wanted her review.
"…It’s good.."
"Just good?"
I kept pressing for more, yet Sujeong wasn’t annoyed. Rather, she felt she hadn’t been detailed enough and answered with full sincerity.
"It’s…so good…like…it touches…all the places…I can’t reach…myself."
"Puhaha~ You talk so prettily. You know you’ve gotten ridiculously docile since that day, Noona? Completely like a different person."
"I…I’m sorry.."
An apology slipped out before she realized it.
"No. I like the Noona you are now."
Hwaak—
Her face flushed crimson. That single sentence, sounding almost like a confession, kneaded her heart soft and left her intoxicated.
"Th…thank you.."
Sujeong herself became aware that after that day she could no longer speak casually to Junwoo.
"Ah, right—I bought this computer in advance. You’re going to show me a proper sexy dance, aren’t you, Noona? Right?"
"..Yes?..Yes..yes! That’s right."
She answered in a hurry. Large boxes stood near the doorway; inside the opened cartons were piles of component boxes. But Sujeong had no idea how to build a computer.
"You don’t know how to assemble this, do you, Noona?"
I asked as though I’d known all along.
"Yes…I don’t…know.."
"I’m stepping out for a bit, so show me your masturbation again. Keep those panties on until I get back. If you put on a pretty little masturbation show for me, I’ll assemble the computer and let you change into clean underwear."
It was an outrageous demand, yet the authority behind it left no room for refusal. Sujeong had no choice but to obey the order to masturbate in front of her younger brother.
"…Yes…hup…!"
I kissed her lips again. The moment I pulled away, Sujeong leaned her head toward me as if she had been waiting for the kiss.
"Aaa…."
She looked at me with lingering affection, as though she hated to let go.
"You’re completely hooked. Wait—that’s Master’s order. I wonder if a dog collar would suit Noona well too?"
The sudden mention of a dog collar. Sujeong touched her own neck and felt another full-body thrill at the thought of Junwoo fastening one around it.
Master’s order…
Chewing on those words, Sujeong stood ready to obey.
Creak.
When she came back to herself, Junwoo was already opening the door and leaving.
Should I at least say goodbye…?
Even she wasn’t used to how many useless worries now crowded her mind.
I planned to have Noona look something up once I finished installing the computer later. When I stepped out of her room, Mom was peeling fruit—deliberately not at the table but at the sink, her back turned toward Sua’s room.
"Mom, can you peel me some fruit? I feel like I’m getting a little anemic."
"Huh?…Oh, sure, I’ll peel an apple. Just wait a second~"
Mom forced herself to stay calm, praying Sua would simply go back inside.
Did she go in…?
"What fruit is there?"
Before Mom could even turn around to check, Sua asked again.
"Um…grapes…apples…and oriental melon?"
"Then give me grapes and apple."
"Okay~ Got it."
Mom headed for the fridge. The grapes were in the bottom drawer; she squatted carefully without bowing her head, just in case, and lifted them out.
Saak—saak—
Mom stood peeling the apple right there.
"Mom, why are you peeling fruit here?"
I came out of Noona’s room and went to her. Standing beside her and glancing down, I saw her panties were still soaked through.
"Still wetting yourself, huh? Want your daughter to see?"
I whispered against her ear.
Mom flinched, then answered honestly.
"Ah…no, Master."
"Then what is it? Fine—go deliver the fruit, stay one minute, then come out."
"..One…one minute…?"
"Yeah. I’ll time it. Stay the full minute and come out. Understood?"
Mom trembled once under the leftover shame.
"..Yes..Master."
Even as she answered, another gush of juices welled out of her.
Haa…. At this rate…I’m really going to get caught…
Watching herself deliberately leave no countermeasure, Mom only grew more excited. The fruit was finished. Time to enter Sua’s room. Mom looked down at her own pussy. It was soaked again; a fresh strand of juices was already sliding down her thigh.
"Aaa…"
She looked at me. I gave her a sly grin that silently said, Go on, just like that.
Knock knock.
The door was already open, but Mom knocked out of habit before stepping inside. The fruit plate barely covered the wet patch on her panties from the front. If anyone looked lower, the glistening trails running down her thighs would be obvious.
"Fruit…eat.."
"Thanks, Mom."
Mom set the plate beside Sua.
Please don’t look at me, Sua…
The countdown had already begun. Barely seven seconds had passed. Moving quietly behind her daughter, Mom glanced at the problems Sua had solved—clean workbooks with almost no rough calculations, just a few simple equations and every answer checked. Not a single mistake in sight.
"You’re working hard…you got them all right?"
"Thanks, Mom. I’ve already seen most of these a few times."
"Is your period over?"
"Yeah, but I still feel a little dizzy. Must be because of it. I already took the pad off."
Sua glanced at her own panties, then at Mom’s.
Flinch—
"Mom, why are you being so polite?"
"Th…that’s…"
Sua tilted her head, puzzled.
"You look like a flight attendant. Why are your hands folded right there? Pfft!"
Mom stood with both hands demurely clasped over her crotch.
"Th…that’s…"
"…?"
Sua simply kept staring at her without a word. Even then Mom’s pussy kept pumping out fresh juices. Standing this close, the distinctive scent might even reach her.
Gush—
Under that unrelenting gaze the excitement fluid poured out without mercy.
Ah…what do I do…I’m caught…
Mom’s face grew redder by the second.
"If you don’t want to say, whatever."
Sua whipped her head back around and returned to her problems. Fortunately she seemed not to have looked at Mom’s thighs. The moment the scrutiny vanished, Mom felt a faint, unbidden regret.
She fidgeted, killing time however she could.
"Mom, why are you still standing there?"
"Ah…I just wanted to watch my daughter study…hehe."
"…? You’re weird today. Is this some kind of mission?"
Both Mom and I jumped. I left the table and hid in the master bedroom. Roughly forty seconds had passed; Mom would handle the rest herself.
"M…mission? What mission…A mother has to help her daughter until she gets into college."
"It feels like one of those variety-show missions where you wait until someone says a certain word. Mom, I’ve only got a month left until the mock exam."
"Yeah…. Yeah! That’s right?"
Mom answered awkwardly. She could feel the juices she had just released sliding under her palms.
"That’s by school district, right? Don’t I have to go to Gangwon Province? You said I’d be registered under that region."
"Yeah, that’s…probably the case! Mom will take you. Don’t worry, honey."
"We’ll probably have to go the day before and take it the next morning. Um…this mock exam is really important to me."
"Of…of course it’s important. Every mock exam is important."
As the conversation dragged on, Mom’s focus slipped. Sua’s room seemed to spin slowly around her.
"Anyway, that’s what I’m thinking. Thanks, Mom. I’ll eat well."
Sua, already losing interest, returned to her studies. A full minute had long since passed. Mom let out a breath of relief and left the room.