Chapter 183
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 183
Ever since Si-woo had exposed their mutual "shameful secrets," things had changed.
Though they didn't speak of it directly, as per Si-woo’s command, sexual jokes centered around him seemed to be flying back and forth between his mom and Aunt Seon-ju.
—Mostly, it felt like Mom was the one being teased by Aunt Seon-ju.—
His mother’s voice came shrilly through the receiver.
"Alright, alright! I’m going in now! I told you I wouldn't say anything, so stop worrying!"
Aunt Seon-ju spoke in a soothing, calming tone, as if trying to pacify his mother, who was snapping back with an agitated, huffy voice.
"Yeah... yeah... okay. I said I’m going in. Of course nothing happened! Right... yeah... I’m hanging up now!"
Aunt Seon-ju ended the call, humoring his mother until the very end.
* * *
"We should probably get going now. Your mom seems pretty upset that I took the girls out without saying anything. Tee-hee!"
Aunt Seon-ju spoke to Si-woo with a satisfied smirk.
"You’re leaving already?"
Si-woo asked, looking a bit flustered. Beneath the dining table, he tried to pull up his underwear, which had been pushed down by his erect penis.
"Yeah. I’ve seen your face, and I think I’ve done everything I came to do. It’s time to go."
Aunt Seon-ju looked at Si-woo with a mysterious smile.
"I... I see..."
Si-woo replied, picking up the towel that had fallen onto his thighs and draping it over his standing cock.
Aunt Seon-ju picked up the canned beer sitting on the table.
Gulp, gulp!
She tilted her head back and drained the remaining beer in one refreshing go.
As her head tilted back, her resilient breasts, encased in her bra, were thrust forward.
The ample flesh of her breasts pulled tight and then released, trembling slightly like jelly pudding.
Si-woo’s eyes were once again fixed on the cleavage between Aunt Seon-ju’s breasts.
"Whew~"
Setting down the empty can, Aunt Seon-ju stretched again, as if trying to catch Si-woo’s eye.
"Goodness~ Thanks to Si-woo, there isn't a spot on my body that doesn't ache!"
Stopping mid-stretch, she massaged her stiff shoulders, complaining just loud enough for Si-woo to hear.
"I guess I should go get dressed now."
Aunt Seon-ju said, attempting to stand up.
But then, as if her legs had lost all strength, she slumped back into her seat with a dull thud, as if landing on her backside.
"Hee-hee... now that the alcohol is kicking in and I’m relaxing, I don't think I have any strength left in my legs."
Aunt Seon-ju spoke with an exaggerated, coquettish pout.
"Aunt Seon-ju... are... are you okay?"
Si-woo asked worriedly, recalling how he had choked her and violently pulled her hair earlier.
"I’ll be fine if I get another massage from Si-woo next time. Next time, I should lie down with Se-young and Su-a and get one together. Tee-hee."
Aunt Seon-ju spoke to Si-woo in a tone that remained playful to the very end.
"Oh... r-right..."
Si-woo answered, momentarily imagining a scene where Aunt Seon-ju and his younger sisters were lying face down, naked, on the living room floor.
He imagined himself giving them a "massage," slowly thrusting his massive cock into the pussy folds of Aunt Seon-ju, Su-a, and Se-young one by one as their turns came.
In his mind, every time their turn arrived, the two daughters would let out sounds resembling their mothers' moans, struggling to accept Si-woo’s cock.
"Su-a~ Could you help Mommy to the changing room? We have to go home soon, so I think I need to get dressed."
Aunt Seon-ju sat there, reaching her hands out toward Su-a like a baby wanting to be held.
Su-a glanced at Si-woo once, then nodded silently and approached Aunt Seon-ju.
"We’ll be right back, Si-woo. Just stay here and talk to Se-young for a bit."
Aunt Seon-ju wrapped her arms around Su-a from behind, almost pressing Su-a’s head into her breasts, and they walked into the changing room together.
* * *
"How is the magic academy? Is it worth going?"
Sitting alone at the table with Se-young, Si-woo broke the awkward silence and spoke to her first.
"Yeah, it's fun! Teacher Ye-na is pretty, too! Hehe."
Se-young answered brightly, seemingly happy to be discussing the academy with her Si-woo Oppa.
"I can even watch the older girls and guys doing magic at the cafe!!"
Se-young continued talking about the academy as if she were bragging.
It seemed that at the underground event cafe run by the academy, students were performing light magic for customers as a form of practical training.
"Are you going to perform there later too, Se-young?"
Si-woo asked her in a lighthearted mood.
"Hehe~ I’ve still got a long way to go. But I’m studying hard!"
Se-young replied with a shy smile.
The girl who had been whispering provocative jokes to Si-woo was nowhere to be found; she had returned to the Se-young he knew.
Looking at her like that, Si-woo’s cock became even more rock-hard.
* * *
"Here, I brought Si-woo’s clothes too. You might catch a cold if you stay undressed for too long just because it's hot."
Aunt Seon-ju had returned, fully dressed and carrying the clothes Si-woo had left in the changing room.
Hiding his erection beneath the table, Si-woo took the T-shirt and shorts from Aunt Seon-ju and put them on.
Just like before, Si-woo tucked his genitals, which were poking out of his underwear, into his waistband to hide them.
Si-woo stood up to see Aunt Seon-ju and his sisters to the front door.
"We’re leaving now, Oppa."
The sisters hugged Si-woo simultaneously as they said their goodbyes.
Si-woo wrapped his arms around their backs and hugged them back.
His erect cock was pressed firmly against his sisters' stomachs and waists.
It seemed his erection had already become an open secret.
Si-woo let his hands slide down toward Se-young and Su-a’s buttocks.
He could feel the texture of his two younger sisters' increasingly plump backsides in his palms.
Aunt Seon-ju gave a suggestive smile.
And with that, Si-woo said his final goodbyes to his sisters.
* * *
The chaotic and erotic visit from Aunt Seon-ju and his sisters was over.
Si-woo’s cock was still erect...
He stood there blankly, slowly retracing the events that had just occurred at the dining table.
Se-young’s suggestive whisper asking if he liked daughters or younger sisters better.
The strangely worded question about what kind of dog collar she should buy, clearly meant for him to hear.
Si-woo’s bold masturbation under the table, hidden from everyone but Su-a.
The over-the-top dirty jokes Aunt Seon-ju and Se-young had shared about breastfeeding.
None of it was something he could just brush off as normal.
Returning to the kitchen table, Si-woo reached out and touched the spot where Su-a had been sitting.
Su-a’s chair was wet.
It seemed Su-a had inherited the maternal genes; she was very "wet" as well.
Had she been that aroused from watching Si-woo masturbate?
Driven by a hunch, Si-woo went to the other side of the table to check where Aunt Seon-ju and Se-young had sat.
As expected, Aunt Seon-ju’s chair was naturally wet.
And then there was Se-young’s spot next to it.
Si-woo cautiously placed his hand on the seat where Se-young had been.
Se-young’s pussy fluid was pooled there, enough to soak his hand.
Se-young’s pussy fluid...
A confused excitement and a boiling heat seemed to rise from his scrotum.
The sensation of an impending ejaculation throbbed through Si-woo’s dick.
Thinking of Su-a’s panties, Si-woo headed toward the changing room.
He intended to ejaculate once more into Su-a’s panties, which he had left on the side table inside.
Arriving at the changing room, Si-woo looked around, puzzled.
Nothing had been cleared away; everything was as it was.
"Huh?"
But Su-a’s panties, which should have been right next to Se-hee Noona’s, were nowhere to be seen.
Only Se-hee Noona’s panties sat lonely on the side table.
Aunt Seon-ju had stopped by the changing room to put on the clothes she had taken off earlier.
And Su-a had been with her to "support" her.
In an instant, an image flashed through Si-woo’s mind: Aunt Seon-ju making Su-a wear the panties that were covered in Si-woo’s semen.
Si-woo’s heart began to pound violently.
With trembling hands, he opened the wireless vibrator app on his smartphone.
He turned the vibrator to maximum intensity and then locked the screen.
Si-woo had no intention of stopping it until the smartphone’s battery ran out.
Along with the vibration of the phone, a tingling urge to ejaculate seemed to resonate in Si-woo’s penis.
He imagined Su-a, helpless and collapsing on the street.
Inside Si-woo, excitement, the urge to come, and a suppressed sense of guilt mixed together, reaching an extreme peak.
"Fucking bitch!!"
Si-woo cursed under his breath and began to masturbate.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!!
"You fucking bitch! This is all because of you!"
Si-woo spat out resentful curses into the air, though it was unclear who they were directed at.
"Irresponsible bitch! You can't even protect your own daughters! You're just a whore!"
After violently shaking his penis while hurling nonsensical insults for a long time, Si-woo suddenly pictured one person's face.
The one person he wanted to confirm all these unfolding situations with.
It was his mom.
Carrying his chaotic emotions, Si-woo ran to the master bedroom.
He pulled open the drawer of the bedside table and brought his penis, right on the verge of climax, to his mother’s belongings inside.
Spurt! Splat! Spurt!
Si-woo sprayed his thick semen once again over the red leather dog collar, the lead, and the white lingerie he had intended to gift his mother.