Chapter 177
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 177
Aunt Seon-ju was completely drenched in the powerful stream of Si-woo’s urine.
Crouched in the corner of the bathroom, she trembled, unable to move for a long time. Yellow droplets of the piss Si-woo had sprayed over her trickled down her hair. Her flushed face and body were thoroughly soaked in his warm urine.
Aunt Seon-ju spat out the urine that had pooled in her mouth. Around her lips, a messy lather of Si-woo’s piss mixed with her own saliva dribbled down. She stared with a dazed expression at the droplets of urine still clinging to the tip of Si-woo’s cock.
Si-woo stepped closer and rested his still-semi-erect penis on top of Aunt Seon-ju’s head. His massive member, barely supported as it sagged, lay across her crown. His scrotum hung down, brushing against her forehead.
Tap! Tap! Tap!!
Si-woo lifted his member slightly from her head and shook it against her forehead and crown, as if flicking off the last remaining drops of residual urine.
"Hng... Ah... Haaah..."
Aunt Seon-ju trembled at his actions, letting out a whimpering moan.
Click!
Click!
Click!
With the smartphone in his hand, Si-woo captured the humiliating sight of Aunt Seon-ju with his heavy penis resting on her crown. Her lewd body was stained and soaked with his yellow urine.
On her round, snow-white breasts.
On her slender, narrow waist and belly.
On her smooth, firm thighs.
Si-woo’s urine carved paths like tiny streams as it flowed down Aunt Seon-ju’s body. Her pupils were dilated with exhaustion, and she stared blankly into space with a hollow, unfocused face.
The second-floor bathroom didn't even have a showerhead. It would likely take Aunt Seon-ju a long time to clean her filth-covered body.
Leaving her as she was, Si-woo stepped out into the hallway. The traces of their tryst were scattered across the floor. Si-woo picked up his clothes, which he had discarded in the second-floor corridor, and went into his room.
* * *
On the floor of Si-woo’s room, Aunt Seon-ju’s clothes and underwear were neatly folded. Si-woo picked up her panties. He used them to wipe the filth from his body.
The urine that had splashed on his legs, the saliva and pussy fluid from Aunt Seon-ju clinging to his penis... Si-woo smeared the fluids onto her underwear, relishing the thought of leaving a male’s mark on her garments.
As he got dressed, Si-woo reflected on everything that had just happened.
Su-a and Se-young’s strange behavior...
The whisper Aunt Seon-ju had shared with Su-a at the kitchen table.
Even Su-a’s act of masturbating using the puppy.
It seemed a firm relationship of dominance had already been established between the mother and daughter, Aunt Seon-ju and Su-a.
—Even if they hadn't signed a formal Slave Contract—
Su-a seemed prepared enough to accept the acts between Si-woo and Aunt Seon-ju without hesitation. To Si-woo, the Su-a he saw now felt like a complete stranger, entirely different from the girl he used to know.
He felt conflicted about how he should even face her right now.
Si-woo replayed the video Su-a had sent him earlier.
In the video, Su-a was sitting on the floor of the changing room with her legs spread, filming herself in the reflection of the shower door. She was getting aroused as a newborn puppy licked her clitoris.
Just like the photos and videos Aunt Seon-ju had sent him before, the sight of this unfamiliar Su-a was hard to believe even as he watched it again. The latter half of the video, which he hadn't watched properly while preoccupied with sex with Aunt Seon-ju, continued to play.
Su-a was filming with one hand while her legs were spread wide. Her other hand was braced on the floor near her buttocks to support her slightly reclining body. After a moment, she sat up straighter and brought the hand that had been supporting her toward her face.
In her hand was a small object.
A scrap of orange fabric familiar to Si-woo.
It was Se-hee Noona’s orange panties, heavily stained with a large amount of Si-woo’s semen.
Even though it was just a reflection in the shower door, Si-woo recognized the intense color of that fabric instantly. In the video, while the puppy licked her clitoris, Su-a brought those orange panties—soaked with Si-woo’s cum—to her nose and inhaled deeply.
Si-woo felt a powerful thrill surge through his entire body, bordering on shock.
Si-woo’s semen, Se-hee Noona’s panties, and masturbation. A scene he felt he had witnessed somewhere before was being reenacted in the video.
Aunt Seon-ju must have seen the orange panties on the bedside table when she went into the bathroom earlier. Had she given Su-a those instructions after seeing Se-hee Noona’s panties?
In the next moment, Su-a stuck out her tongue and began licking the semen off the panties.
Si-woo’s penis stood erect again, feeling as if it might burst.
Stroke! Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!
Watching Su-a’s video, Si-woo stopped halfway through putting on his underwear and pants and began to masturbate, gripping his exposed member.
He imagined thrusting his massive penis into Su-a’s pussy hole as she pleasured herself in the changing room. Su-a’s small, wet fissure would be stretched tight by his large tool. Her small body would heave and react violently to the near-tearing, intense pleasure. Si-woo moved his hips, imagining himself forcing his huge hunk of meat into Su-a’s narrow hole.
Then, he suddenly felt Se-young’s gaze from somewhere behind him.
Si-woo imagined Se-young watching him and Su-a having sex. If Se-young actually saw him having sexual relations with Su-a, would she look away and pretend not to notice? Or would she watch them secretly and, like Si-woo had, awaken to her own incestuous desires?
Perhaps Se-young had already awakened to such lust.
Imagining himself having sex with Su-a right in front of Se-young, Si-woo’s excitement reached a fever pitch.
Then came Su-a’s shallow moans. Would the sound of Su-a’s moans in the heat of passion resemble Aunt Seon-ju’s?
Si-woo continued to pleasure himself, imagining the sound of Su-a’s voice. After stroking himself toward a climax for a long time, he suddenly stopped his hand as the urge to ejaculate rushed over him.
He didn't want to finish just yet.
Si-woo felt the urge to confirm Su-a’s actual reaction and attitude once more. Staring intently at the video of Su-a masturbating, he began to think.
He switched the smartphone screen from the video to the chat window. He found the photo of Aunt Seon-ju he had just taken—the humiliating shot of her drenched in urine with his member resting on her head.
Si-woo sent the photo of Aunt Seon-ju to Su-a.
The photo uploaded to the chat window. After a few moments, the '1' next to the image disappeared.
Si-woo’s heart began to pound wildly again. He felt a desperate urge to see what kind of expression Su-a was making right now. Would she act as if nothing were wrong after seeing such a photo, playing the innocent, shy girl in front of him?
A sweet mix of anxiety and anticipation made Si-woo even more aroused.
* * *
Si-woo finished dressing and stepped out into the second-floor corridor. He could hear the faint sound of running water from the bathroom where Aunt Seon-ju was. It seemed she was filling the sink to wash her soiled body.
Leaving Aunt Seon-ju to clean herself up, Si-woo headed toward the stairs at the end of the hallway. His white secretions were splattered here and there across the floorboards and the nearby stairs.
The scent of a man’s thick semen—something any normal person would recognize instantly.
He wondered if Se-young knew what a man’s cum smelled like. Si-woo headed down to the first-floor living room, indulging in the lewd fantasy of spraying his semen all over Se-young’s innocently smiling face.
—He left his secretions scattered across the hallway and stairs exactly as they were.—
Si-woo’s penis was still proudly erect. Tucking the shaft of his erection into the waistband of his shorts, he walked down the stairs.
* * *
Si-woo strode down to the first floor.
The girls were already sitting across from each other at the kitchen table. They had taken out the ice cream cake and were smiling as they ate it with spoons.
The white puppy was on top of the table as well. It was busily licking at a separate small plate of ice cream cake.
Recalling the image of Su-a moaning in the changing room with her legs spread, smelling his semen on Se-hee Noona’s panties, Si-woo’s eyes met hers.
Su-a blushed and shyly looked away.