Chapter 149
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 149
Si-woo took the smartphone from the dining table and placed it on the floor right in front of Se-hee’s face.
Looking at the screen, Se-hee seemed to hesitate, unsure if she should place her hand on it again.
Smack!
In that instant, Si-woo delivered a sharp, stinging slap to her buttocks.
"Ah-hng!"
Se-hee let out a startled moan, her waist and upper body jolting from the impact.
"Put it on!"
Si-woo commanded her, his voice brief and resolute.
Slowly, Se-hee’s hand began to move toward the smartphone screen.
Matching the movement of her hand, Si-woo began to slowly rock his hips back and forth.
Bzzzzzt!
As Se-hee’s hand made contact, the smartphone vibrated again.
"Ha-ah... Hng... Ha-aaaaah!"
In sync with the vibration, Aunt Seon-ju’s frantic, breathless cries drifted over from the dressing room.
It seemed Aunt Seon-ju had completely given up on trying to hold back her moans.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Si-woo began to move his hips more vigorously.
His penis began to ruthlessly drive in and out, deep into the depths of Se-hee’s cave.
"Hng... Ha-ah... Ha... Ah!"
Se-hee moaned in rhythm with his thrusts, her fingers unconsciously twitching against the smartphone screen.
Every time her fingers moved up or down, the intensity of the wireless vibrator inside Aunt Seon-ju changed.
"Ha-ah... Ah... Hng... Sob!"
Aunt Seon-ju’s moans were shifting in accordance with the movements of Se-hee’s fingers.
A slight smirk played on Si-woo’s lips as he felt the thrill of controlling the entire situation.
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Smack! Smack!
Si-woo’s hand repeatedly struck Se-hee’s buttocks.
"Ah-hng! ...Ah!"
Under the force of Si-woo’s intense spanking, Se-hee’s hand repeatedly touched and pulled away from the smartphone.
Amidst Se-hee’s ragged breathing, Aunt Seon-ju’s irregular moans continued to echo from the dressing room.
"How is it? Can you hear her? You’re the one making Seon-ju like that, Se-hee!"
Si-woo spoke mischievously to Se-hee, who was on all fours with her hands and knees on the floor.
Unable to give a proper answer, Se-hee kept her flushed face lowered as she endured Si-woo’s rhythmic pounding.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Hng... Ah... Hng... Ha..."
As if submitting to the pounding meant to break her, Se-hee let out soft, shy moans.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Si-woo’s piston thrusting grew faster and faster.
"Ha-at! Ha-aaat! Ha-ahng!"
Se-hee’s cries grew louder, keeping pace with the speed of his thrusts.
The arms supporting her body finally gave out, and Se-hee’s face was pressed against the floor.
Si-woo put all his strength into his waist, driving his cock all the way to the root.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
The sensation of an impending ejaculation rushed over him.
"Hng! Ah! Ha-at! Ha-aaah!"
Se-hee’s screams echoed through the house.
Gripping her waist from behind, Si-woo continued to pound her until he was at his absolute limit.
He fully savored the sensation of Se-hee’s vaginal flesh tightly wrapping around his penis.
"Ugh..."
A low groan escaped Si-woo’s lips as he felt the climax coming.
He planted his hand on the floor right next to Se-hee’s head.
Then, he picked up his smartphone, which was lying beside her face.
He immediately pulled his penis out of Se-hee’s body.
Standing up from the floor, Si-woo walked toward the bowl of chicken porridge Aunt Seon-ju had left on the dining table.
Just before ejaculating, he positioned himself to spray his semen directly onto the porridge.
He opened the video recording app on his smartphone and angled it so that both his genitals and the chicken porridge were in the frame.
Ding!
A chime signaled that the recording had started.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Si-woo’s semen sprayed out, pouring over Aunt Seon-ju’s chicken porridge.
As he finished, thick white strands of semen hung from his cock, stretching down onto the porridge.
The dense cream was now messily swirled into the chicken porridge, looking as if it had been part of the dish from the very beginning.
"Haah... Haah... Haah..."
Si-woo panted heavily immediately after ejaculating.
He stopped the recording and saved the video of his ejaculation.
While he was busy, Se-hee had lost her balance and was sprawled on the floor, her body trembling.
Si-woo turned back to her and forced her up from her prone position into a kneeling one.
He thrust the tip of his glans, still beaded with semen, right in front of her lips.
With glazed eyes, Se-hee stared up at Si-woo’s penis.
As if in a gesture of total submission, she stuck out her tongue and began to lick the viscous fluid clinging to the fissure at the tip of his glans.
After a few passes, the opaque liquid was smeared across her tongue.
Si-woo grabbed her head with both hands and shoved his cock into her open mouth as if forcing it down.
"Mmph!"
As his slightly softened penis tried to enter her throat, a gagging sound escaped Se-hee’s mouth.
"Gag! Ugh!"
The tightening of her throat gripped his shaft firmly.
The stimulation caused his cock to swell and harden once more.
Holding her head steady with both hands, Si-woo roughly thrust his hardening member deep into her throat.
"Mmmph!! Gulp! Gulp! Ack!"
As if her throat were completely blocked, Se-hee’s body shook violently, and she looked up at Si-woo with unfocused eyes.
She didn’t resist by scratching his thighs or swatting at him as she had before.
Instead, she just stared at him, as if she had completely surrendered her body to his whim, waiting for his judgment.
Her body went limp, and she endured the urge to vomit so that his cock could remain deep inside her throat.
She forcibly suppressed the rising nausea, the membranes of her throat quivering with the effort.
Before long, the whites of her eyes became bloodshot, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Inside the heat of her mouth and throat, Si-woo’s cock regained its full vitality, becoming completely erect.
Si-woo watched her struggle for a few moments, savoring the sight.
"Mmph! Hng! Mmmph!"
Se-hee’s body jolted as if she were hiccuping, her mouth and throat clamping down tight around his penis.
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With his penis still buried in Se-hee’s throat, Si-woo took one hand off her head and picked up his smartphone.
He sent the ejaculation video he had just recorded to Aunt Seon-ju via message.
The '1' next to the message disappeared instantly, and the video of him spraying semen onto the chicken porridge was delivered to her phone.
Soon after, the sound of a shower began to echo from the bathroom.
It seemed Aunt Seon-ju, who had been moaning in the dressing room until moments ago, had moved into the shower room.
"I’m going to go see Seon-ju now!"
Si-woo said, leaving his smartphone by Se-hee’s head.
"Haah... Haah... Hng..."
Se-hee remained sprawled on the floor, gasping for air with a vacant expression.
Leaving her behind, Si-woo entered Se-young’s room.
He picked up the second set of tools he had laid out on the bed.
Carrying Mom’s lilac silk blindfold and Se-young’s fluorescent orange jump rope, he stepped out of the room.
He headed straight for the dressing room.
Si-woo entered quietly, making no sound.
The pink, egg-shaped vibrator was sitting on a small side table in the dressing room.
It seemed Aunt Seon-ju had removed the device Si-woo had installed before going to shower.
Her damp skirt and underwear were scattered on the floor like a shed skin.
Si-woo immediately began to strip.
He tossed his black T-shirt and grey shorts onto the floor, just as Aunt Seon-ju had done.
His penis had already recovered, standing tall and turgid as if it wanted to pierce the ceiling.
Without hesitation, he slid open the glass door and stepped into the shower room.
A heavy, hot stream of water was pouring over Aunt Seon-ju’s body and the floor, creating a thick cloud of steam.
In the middle of the steam-filled room, Aunt Seon-ju, who had been standing under the water, turned around in surprise as she sensed his presence.
Without a word of explanation, Si-woo approached her and pulled her into an embrace from behind.
His angry penis pressed firmly against the cleft of her voluptuous buttocks.
He immediately began to knead and squeeze her breasts with both hands.
Aunt Seon-ju offered no resistance, seemingly accepting both his touch and his hardness.
Si-woo placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed, forcing her upper body to lean forward.
Aunt Seon-ju stood with her hands against the wall, her torso bent forward and her hips pushed back.
Grasping his penis, Si-woo searched for the opening between her thighs.
After rubbing against her a few times, the tip of his glans finally found the moist fissure in her waiting groin.