Chapter 235
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 235
"But Si-woo Oppa~ there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for a while now!"
Se-young spoke to Si-woo just as the dishes on the dining table were nearly empty.
"...Hm? What is it?"
Si-woo tensed slightly at Se-young’s words, momentarily stilling his foot tucked inside Mom’s groin and the hand rhythmically rolling Se-hee Noona’s clitoris.
He looked at Se-young as if nothing were wrong, waiting for her question.
"Si-woo Oppa, why have you been calling Se-hee Unnie by her name instead of calling her 'Noona'?"
Se-young stared at Si-woo with an expression that suggested she had been curious about this for a long time.
"Oh~ we just decided to do that while you were at Aunt Seon-ju’s. We got pretty close in the meantime! Right, Se-hee?"
Si-woo resumed the circular motion of his finger against Se-hee Noona’s clitoris, speaking as if seeking her agreement.
"Yeah... that’s right... just like Si-woo said... we... we decided to drop the formalities and just be comfortable... haa..."
Se-hee Noona forced a strained smile at Se-young, answering in line with Si-woo’s explanation.
Se-young tilted her head slightly to the side as she watched Se-hee Noona.
"It’s strange~ calling her 'Noona' all this time and then suddenly just using her name~ Se-hee Unnie is older than you, Si-woo Oppa~ Hehe~"
Se-young spoke as if it felt awkward to hear Si-woo address Se-hee Noona without her title.
"It can happen when you get really close~ Besides, it’s basically like a game! While you and Mom weren’t home, Se-hee and I got incredibly close. Even though you were only gone for about a week~ I guess you never know how things will turn out. Don’t you agree, Mom?"
Si-woo asked nonchalantly, once again teasing Mom by stroking his toes up and down inside her groin.
"Wh... what?... That... that’s..."
Startled by Si-woo’s sudden question, Mom couldn’t answer and simply shrank back.
"Did Mom know Si-woo Oppa and Se-hee Unnie were doing this too?"
Se-young turned toward Mom with a look of slight surprise.
"Yeah~ Mom knew. I asked for her permission before I started calling Se-hee by her name~"
Si-woo answered on Mom’s behalf.
"Really~?"
Se-young asked, looking at Si-woo as if to confirm one more time.
"Of course!"
Si-woo spoke while using his big toe to scratch the pea-like protrusion at the top of Mom’s slit.
"Haa..."
Mom’s body slumped forward, trembling slightly.
Si-woo had never actually asked Mom for permission regarding how he addressed Se-hee Noona. However, judging by her attitude, he considered it as good as having her implicit consent.
"Hehe~ Then if I get close to Si-woo Oppa, can I call you whatever I want too?"
Se-young turned back to Mom and asked with an innocent expression.
"The... the age difference is quite large... and I don’t think Se-hee would... like it... and... and... first of all... he’s your brother... haa..."
Mom seemed burdened by Se-young’s gaze; her face flushed as she rambled, unable to form a proper sentence while searching for an excuse.
"Well~ there’s no reason it wouldn’t be okay at home, right? If Mom says it’s fine, who’s going to complain?"
Si-woo spoke as if it were a matter of course, once again cutting Mom off and ignoring her protests.
"That’s true~? If Mom says it’s okay, there won’t be anyone at home to say anything~?"
Se-young nodded as if agreeing with Si-woo, her tone also subtly disregarding Mom’s input.
Seeing Se-young’s dismissive attitude toward Mom, a tingling sensation of sadistic satisfaction surged up Si-woo’s spine, spreading from the nape of his neck throughout his entire body.
A pleasant thrill of joy wiggled its way up, slowly reaching the very tip of Si-woo’s glans.
"But you have to get really close instead~ Close enough to shower together and sleep in the same bed!"
Si-woo spoke jokingly, as if intentionally trying to hint to the mother and daughter about everything he had been doing with Se-hee Noona while they were away.
"Is that so~? Then I guess I can’t call you whatever I want yet? What a shame!"
Se-young responded playfully, matching Si-woo’s joking tone.
"We can all just get close and live like that from now on~ We have plenty of time."
After saying that to Se-young, Si-woo looked at Mom’s troubled face with a satisfied expression.
"Yeah! I like that~ Si-woo Oppa, Se-hee Unnie, and Mom all getting closer from now on!"
Se-young responded energetically, seemingly enjoying the conversation with Si-woo.
The dialogue flowed as if they were performing a comedy routine.
"But you know! I’m already super close with Mom because we sleep together and wash together lately~ Hehe!"
Se-young suddenly threw her arms around Mom, who was sitting next to her, as if bragging to Si-woo.
Whether by chance or design, Se-young’s hand came to rest right over Mom’s breast as she hugged her.
Meanwhile, Si-woo’s foot was still wedged in Mom’s groin.
Se-young’s hand seemed to squeeze and release slightly.
"Se... Se-young... wa... wait a second..."
Mom, flustered and unsure of what to do at Se-young’s sudden hug and touch, flinched before trying to push Se-young aside.
Even as she was being gently pushed away, Se-young maintained her playful expression, just as she had when joking with Si-woo, and tried to cling to Mom again.
Si-woo wondered for a moment if Se-young actually understood the hidden meaning behind his words and was acting accordingly.
The blood rushing south felt like it was going to expand his hardened meat until it tore.
* * *
"I wonder if there’s any of that ice cream cake we bought before left in the fridge?"
As they finished eating, Si-woo spoke as if to himself while watching Se-young rub against Mom.
"I saw earlier, there’s a lot left~ Why the cake~?"
Se-young answered excitedly to Si-woo’s seemingly idle question.
"Oh~ just because~ I kept thinking about that cool, sweet taste. I was wondering if I could have another taste~"
Si-woo spoke to his younger sister in a casual, passing tone.
"Yeah~ it’s delicious, right? I knew you’d like that cake, Oppa~ Hehe, wait a second~ I’ll go get it for you."
Se-young said as she pulled away from Mom.
"Sure~ thanks, Se-young~"
Si-woo looked at Se-young as if she were being very thoughtful.
"Yep~ Hehe~ Se-hee Unnie, do you want some ice cream too?"
Rising from her seat in a submissive manner toward Si-woo, Se-young asked Se-hee Noona if she wanted ice cream as well.
"I... I’m okay... I’m not craving it right now..."
Because her lower half had been stripped bare by Si-woo, Se-hee Noona seemed to want to leave the table as quickly as possible.
She answered Se-young’s question with embarrassment, even as she continued to endure Si-woo’s molestation.
"What about Mom? What do you want?"
Se-young turned to Mom to ask for her opinion.
"Ugh... Mom is fu... full right now... I... I’ll eat some later..."
Exhausted by Si-woo’s continuous caresses and Se-young’s touch, Mom answered her youngest daughter with a drained expression.
"Okay~ Then just Si-woo Oppa and I will eat it~ Hehe~"
Se-young placed a hand on Mom’s shoulder and brushed past her, her fingers grazing the dog collar around Mom’s neck.
Mom flinched and shrank back as if a sensitive area had been touched.
Normally, Mom didn’t like Si-woo and his siblings eating snacks at home other than the meals she prepared. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t have allowed the ice cream, and they would have had to ask for her permission first.
Was Se-young intentionally trying to ignore the household rules and procedures they had followed until now?
Or had she instinctively sensed that Mom’s authority and dignity had been broken by Si-woo and was acting accordingly?
Either way, Se-young’s current attitude of treating Mom lightly was more than enough to fuel Si-woo’s arousal.
Se-young ran to the refrigerator, took the ice cream cake out of the freezer, and placed it on the kitchen counter.
She carefully sliced the cake with a plastic knife and placed it neatly on a pretty plate.
* * *
"I guess Mom and Se-hee are both really full because of the snacks they had earlier~?"
Si-woo spoke loudly in a playful tone so that Mom, Se-hee Noona, and Se-young could all hear.
He was referring to the thick semen he had forced Mom and Se-hee Noona to consume today.
However, the two women didn’t seem to understand what he meant immediately, glancing at Si-woo’s face with puzzled expressions.
Si-woo kept an eye on Se-young as he reached into his pocket.
His hand grasped the damp pieces of fabric that had been touching Mom and Se-hee Noona’s bodies.
Si-woo pulled the panties out and tossed them onto an empty spot on the dining table.
Mom’s white panties and Se-hee Noona’s wine-colored panties landed with a wet, sticky thud.
They were the panties stained with Si-woo’s semen.
For a moment, time seemed to stop as the two women stared at the table.
Soon, as if realizing the meaning behind Si-woo’s words, Mom and Se-hee Noona caught each other’s eyes, their faces turning bright red.
Mom immediately reached out and snatched the evidence of their lust and fall from the table, hiding them away.
"Haaaaaa..."
Mom let out a hot breath, hanging her head with an expression that looked like she was about to cry.
Se-hee Noona also looked extremely embarrassed, turning her head toward the living room to avoid making eye contact with Mom.
Si-woo watched them with satisfaction and slid his hand into his pants.
He stroked his member, which had hardened and surged with power, from top to bottom.