Chapter 179
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 179
Si-woo headed toward the shower, his penis jutting forward, fully erect beneath his clothes.
Pre-cum leaking from the small fissure at the tip of his cock was already soaking through his shirt and pants.
As if feeling a lingering regret, Si-woo glanced back at his younger cousins from the entrance of the changing room.
Se-young and Su-a were sitting at the kitchen table, talking quietly while stealing glances at him.
For a moment, Si-woo recalled the time Aunt Seon-ju and Se-young had been waiting for him at home wearing nothing but their underwear.
He realized anew that everyone had already grown comfortable exposing their underwear in the house when Mom wasn't around.
Before entering the changing room, Si-woo turned his back to the girls and pulled off his T-shirt.
His cock shaft, engorged and pressed against the waistband of his pants, bulged out more than halfway, reaching up past his navel outside his clothes.
Clutching his smartphone, Si-woo pushed his pants down, leaving only his panties on, and discarded the rest of his clothes.
Standing right at the entrance of the changing room in just his underwear, Si-woo kept his back turned to the girls.
As he stripped, the sound of his cousins' voices began to die down.
Si-woo’s fully erect genitals strained against the fabric, threatening to pull the front waistband of his underwear down.
If I just turn my body slightly right now, they’ll see my rock-hard cock shaft...
A perverted, primal male instinct surged within Si-woo’s chest.
As the only male in the house, he felt a twisted desire and impulse to flaunt his majesty, showing off the symbol of a massive, powerful ruler to his younger cousins.
Si-woo grabbed his cock shaft, which was exposed above his panties, and tilted it forward slightly.
The slab of flesh grew even stiffer, resisting the pressure of his hand.
Blood rushed into the massive organ, making the veins bulge as if they were about to burst.
—Click!
—Click!
—Click!
Si-woo pressed his long, straight penis forward and used the smartphone in his other hand to take photos of it.
With every recorded shutter sound from the phone, Si-woo’s bat twitched with a surge of strength.
There was no way the girls in the kitchen couldn't hear the shutter sounds he was making.
Feeling his cousins' eyes darting toward his back, Si-woo stepped into the changing room.
As soon as he entered, he shed his panties, becoming completely naked.
Before him was the opaque sliding glass door leading to the shower.
It was the very same glass door where Su-a had filmed herself masturbating.
Si-woo stood where he estimated Su-a must have sat with her legs spread.
He felt a slick liquid soaking into the soles of his feet.
It was undoubtedly Su-a’s pussy fluid that had flowed out from that dainty fissure in the video.
And next to it was another kind of sticky liquid with a bit more viscosity.
The lukewarm, thick, cream-colored liquid gave off a faint scent of blueberries, leaving a vivid mark next to the pussy fluid Su-a had left behind.
The cream-colored liquid resembled the color of the ice cream cake he had just tasted with the girls at the kitchen table.
In an instant, Si-woo pictured Se-young holding the ice cream cake and spreading it evenly over Su-a’s fissure and clitoris.
He imagined Se-young leaving the puppy between Su-a’s spread thighs before stepping away.
No way... Would Se-young really do that...?
Even as he shook his head, a thrill ran through his entire body at the dizzying delusion.
Si-woo immediately held up his smartphone and played the video of his younger cousin masturbating that Su-a had sent him.
In the video, Su-a’s lewd figure was reflected in the glass door.
Her legs were spread wide in a graphic pose.
Between her secret mound and the parted fissure sat a fluffy white puppy.
The screen showed the puppy licking up the inside of Su-a’s groin with its tongue.
Si-woo intentionally turned up the volume on his smartphone to set the mood.
"Haah... Ahh... Mmm..."
Su-a’s moans, sounding helpless as her pussy was licked by the dog, echoed from the video.
It felt much more vivid than when he had watched it breathlessly with Aunt Seon-ju on the second floor with the volume turned down.
Si-woo rubbed his feet back and forth, mixing the sticky melted cream with Su-a’s slick pussy fluid.
The mixture of her secretions and the lukewarm ice cream cake cream spread across the soles of his feet, feeling sweet and decadent.
Feeling the strange sensation of the blended liquids through his feet, Si-woo’s shaft stood rock-hard, as if it might snap.
He began to stroke his massive pillar up and down with one hand.
—Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sound of Si-woo masturbating echoed through the changing room.
His bold, lustful figure was reflected clearly in the glass door of the shower.
Si-woo once again lost himself in the fantasy of having sex with Su-a right there in the changing room.
He imagined picking up the Su-a from the video, spreading her legs, and violently thrusting into her parted hole from behind.
Lost in the delusion, he looked back and forth between the Su-a in the video and his own reflection.
Then, a scrap of lilac fabric suddenly caught Si-woo’s eye.
On the small bedside table, next to Se-hee Noona’s orange panties, lay a tiny piece of lilac cloth.
It was a color and design unfamiliar to him.
Si-woo knew instantly that the item on the table was Su-a’s panties.
The secret act Aunt Seon-ju had whispered for Su-a to do.
The evidence of that secret act was left behind on the floor and the table like symbols or clues.
Si-woo’s heart began to race.
His face flushed hot, as if he had downed a shot of strong liquor.
Aunt Seon-ju had whispered a command to Su-a after seeing Se-hee Noona’s panties, which Si-woo had ejaculated on.
That whispered command likely included detailed instructions to stage the scene exactly like this.
Instructions to film herself masturbating for Si-woo while smelling his thick semen on Se-hee Noona’s orange panties...
To leave the spilled pussy fluid and melted ice cream without cleaning it up...
And even the staging of taking off her panties and leaving them on the table as if entrusting Si-woo with their disposal...
This was likely all Aunt Seon-ju’s handiwork, orchestrated to sexually stimulate Si-woo.
He couldn't be sure if Se-young was involved in this.
However, both the puppy and the ice cream cake today were connected to Se-young.
Even if she wasn't a direct participant, could it be that she knew and was just playing along?
Si-woo approached the table.
First, he picked up Se-hee Noona’s orange panties.
"Huh...? What...?"
Si-woo was slightly taken aback as he looked at them.
There was almost no trace of his clumped semen left on the orange panties.
Aside from being drenched in saliva, there were no signs of them being washed with water.
No way! Could it be...!?
A shiver ran down Si-woo’s spine.
Did Su-a lick off all the semen I left on Se-hee Noona’s panties?
As he thought this, his excitement reached its peak.
It was a sight he could hardly believe even as he saw it.
"Those fucking bitches... they did this on purpose..."
Si-woo let out a short, quiet curse with a disbelieving laugh.
"Haaa... Ahh... Mmm..."
Su-a’s agonizing moans continued to flow from the video playing on his smartphone.
Si-woo minimized the video and opened the chat window with Su-a, where they had been exchanging photos and videos.
He stared at Se-hee Noona’s orange panties, soaked with Su-a’s saliva, for a moment as if thinking. Then, as if he had made up his mind, he began to operate his phone.
A notification appeared in the chat window: he had invited Aunt Seon-ju to the conversation.
Si-woo found the photo he had taken just before entering the changing room—the one where he was standing in his underwear with his back to his cousins.
His massive cock was exposed above the waistband of his panties, reaching up to his navel.
It was a photo of his genitals, taken from above, tilted forward to capture its full scale.
Si-woo sent that photo to the group chat containing Aunt Seon-ju and Su-a.
The number '2' next to the photo quickly dropped to '0'.
Si-woo’s body began to tremble violently.
Aunt Seon-ju and Su-a had checked the photo of his cock almost simultaneously.
Yet, neither of them replied immediately.
Si-woo set Se-hee Noona’s panties back on the floor and, with a trembling hand, picked up Su-a’s panties.
They were Su-a’s lilac panties, saturated with her pussy fluid.