Chapter 254
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 254
For a while, the sexual communion between the mother and her children continued.
Si-woo’s hands moved up and down Se-young’s body as she lay on her side.
He caressed her meticulously, from her head to her shoulders, the sides of her breasts, her waist, and her hips, as if engraving the shape and texture of Se-young’s body into his palms—even reaching the tender flesh on the inside of her plump thighs.
By now, Se-young had her eyes closed, suckling on her mother’s breast as if savoring the sensation. Her lips moved rhythmically in response to the touch of Si-woo’s hand.
The mother, her core pierced by her son’s massive cock, was having her breasts Ravished by her daughter.
Pinned between her son and daughter, her head tilted back, the mother’s body twitched and writhed as if trying to suppress the surging waves of passionate pleasure. Hot, ragged breaths escaped her lips in a constant stream.
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"Then I guess we don't really need this anymore, right?"
Si-woo moved the hand that had been resting on Se-young to the blanket covering the mother’s pelvis. He gripped it and spoke, giving it a slight, airy flutter.
Startled, the mother clutched the blanket and pulled it back up to her waist, pressing it tight against her body.
"Wait... just a second... hng... Si... Si-woo... heavy breathing... please... please..."
She pleaded with him in a small, sobbing voice, as if she had completely cast aside all her dignity as a mother. A faint tremor traveled from her hands as she gripped the blanket.
"Hmm? What did you just say? I’m not sure who you’re talking to. Were you just talking to yourself?"
Si-woo pulled the blanket downward while leaning in close to her neck, whispering playfully. At the same time, he began to move his massive penis, which was buried deep inside her, in long, slow strokes.
Squelch! Squish! Squish!
The mother’s face contorted as if in pain, and beads of sweat began to form on her brow.
"If you don't speak clearly, I won't know who you're talking to, Seon-mi!"
Si-woo spoke in a low, grounded voice, his lips pressed against her neck. He tightened his grip and pulled the blanket down even harder.
"Ple... please..."
Desperate, the mother squeezed out a faint, wheezing sound.
"Yes?"
Si-woo teased her again, pretending not to understand as he applied more force.
"Ma... Ma... Master... ahhh...!"
The mother’s lips moved as she let out a breathy sound that was almost inaudible, like a thin, metallic rasp.
It was the very title she was required to call Si-woo during the night.
Si-woo finally heard her address him by that title with his own ears, right in front of him. Once again, a powerful current of pleasure surged down his spine.
"Alright then. I guess I'll save this for next time. Hehe!"
Si-woo let go of the blanket he had been pulling and stroked the mother’s hair.
"Haaah... huuuu..."
Whether out of relief at Si-woo’s words or because she was intoxicated by uncontrollable excitement, the mother trembled, letting out deep, sobbing breaths.
Si-woo stroked her hair for a while as if to calm her down, then slid his hand under her armpit.
His hand once again cupped the mother’s bare breast from behind. He gripped the mound and began to rub her nipple with the tip of his index finger.
Every time his finger moved, her firmly erect nipple bounced back elastically in the opposite direction.
"Hng... ah..."
The mother’s body flinched slightly every time his fingernail grazed her nipple. Naturally, Si-woo’s lewd finger movements were in full view of Se-young.
The mother’s vaginal muscles tightened hard around his penis. Inside her body, Si-woo’s cock swelled even firmer, resisting the constriction.
Si-woo continued his steady, careful thrusting.
After pounding into her for a while, he moved the hand that had been fondling her breast down toward her stomach.
Right in front of the mother’s stomach, where Si-woo’s hand now rested, were Se-young’s bare breasts.
With every breath the mother and daughter took, Se-young’s nipples and the flesh of her breasts moved, nearly touching at a precarious distance.
Though the back of Si-woo’s hand hadn't touched Se-young’s nipples yet, he felt a tingling sensation as if an electric current were flowing between them.
Si-woo tilted the back of his hand slightly and cautiously brushed against Se-young’s nipple. The soft texture of the nipple faintly met the back of his hand.
A delicate moan escaped Se-young’s lips.
Si-woo subtly applied pressure and pushed his pelvis forward, forcing the mother’s body closer to Se-young’s.
The mother’s knees loosened, and her slick belly skin pressed against the soft flesh of Se-young’s breasts.
Si-woo’s hand, caught between them, was snugly enveloped and squeezed by the soft, supple flesh of the mother and daughter.
In that instant, a jolt of pleasure seemed to vibrate and leap up from his hand.
Si-woo pulled his waist back, separating the mother and daughter’s bodies again. This time, he slowly began to stroke Se-young’s nipple with the back of his hand.
Se-young’s soft yet firm protrusion rubbed against the back of his hand, creating a dense, intricate stimulation. An ecstatic sensation traveled up his hand, making it feel numb.
"Should we go to the department store tomorrow and pick out a few more necklaces?"
Si-woo spoke as if checking Se-young’s reaction, all while carefully brushing her nipple with the back of his hand.
"Necklaces?"
Se-young responded, seemingly unbothered by her brother stroking her nipple.
"Yeah. Like the one Seon-mi is wearing now. Since we don't know what might happen to you in the future, Se-young."
Si-woo answered, gesturing with his eyes toward the red dog collar around the mother’s neck.
"The dog collar Mom is wearing? Hehe! I like anything as long as it’s from you, Oppa!"
Se-young spoke while reaching out to touch the dog collar on her mother’s neck. Whether she understood the implications of what Si-woo was saying or not, she simply smiled brightly as she answered.
The mother’s body twitched irregularly.
Si-woo placed his palm comfortably on Se-young’s torso, right next to her breast. Then, he began to caress her nipple, grazing it with his thumb.
Se-young squeezed her eyes shut and buried her face in her mother’s chest.
"It would be nice to have a daughter who looks just like Se-young later," Si-woo whispered to the mother, as if talking to himself.
The mother’s body began to shake violently.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Si-woo began to drive his penis deep into the mother’s cave, using large, stabbing motions.
"Or would it be faster to just do it with Se-young directly?"
Si-woo whispered into the mother’s ear in a small voice as he moved his hips.
"Haaah... ahhh... hng..."
Pained moans and gasps leaked out of the mother’s mouth, sounding strained and suppressed.
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Squelch! Squish! Squish!
"Haaah... ah... ahhh..."
How much time had passed?
In the quiet stillness, amidst the sound of wet flesh and moans, the mother finally reached her climax.
Se-young lay there with her mother’s nipple in her mouth, looking as if she had fallen asleep. It was the same sight Si-woo had seen when he had come down to get her earlier.
"Se-young, are you sleeping?"
Si-woo stopped moving his hips and called out to her in a small voice. It was a question he would normally have directed at the mother.
Se-young, lying on her side with her eyes closed, did not answer.
To check if she was truly asleep, Si-woo shook her torso and then pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Se-young remained unresponsive, as if she were in a deep sleep.
She might have been pretending, but Si-woo didn't care at all anymore.
Semen that had leaked from the condom Si-woo was wearing was wetting his thighs.
Since he hadn't been thrusting deep enough for the base of his shaft to touch the mother’s groin, he didn't think any semen had entered her pussy hole, but he was still concerned.
Si-woo pulled his massive penis out of the mother’s hole.
Then, he checked the state of the condom on his penis. It looked like some semen had leaked out due to the thrusting after ejaculation, but a large amount still remained inside.
Si-woo peeled the condom off his penis and held it up before his eyes.
Inside the translucent latex rubber, his snow-white semen was spread out in a frothy, clumped mass.
Si-woo glanced at the mother, who was blindfolded and gasping for air as if overwhelmed by the climax. Then, he looked at Se-young’s pure, white face as she slept.
Without a word, Si-woo moved the condom over Se-young’s face.
He turned the condom over so the circular ring was positioned above her face. Then, he began to squeeze the semen from the condom onto her.
Si-woo’s snow-white semen poured out onto Se-young’s fair face as she slept peacefully.
Over her closed eyes, her cheeks that still had a hint of baby fat...
The thick liquid was splattered across her rounded forehead, her straight nose, and her red, glossy lips.