Chapter 261
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 261
Mom, her eyes covered by a blindfold and a leash around her neck.
Her body was drenched, slick with saliva, sweat, and pussy fluid.
"I'll be right back~"
Si-woo said, looking down at his mother as she lay naked and alone on the bed.
"Haa... haa... haaa..."
Her breasts rose and fell slowly, as if she were trying to catch the breath she had lost.
Even now, she continued to fuel Si-woo’s arousal, her lewd body fully exposed upon the bed.
Suppressing the desire directed at his mother for a moment, Si-woo moved to leave the room, pulling Se-young into his arms.
* * *
With one hand wrapped around Se-young’s back, clutching his smartphone, and the other supporting her buttocks, Si-woo held her close.
His cock, hard and throbbing, was pinned firmly between his arm and the cleft of Se-young’s spread-eagled buttocks.
Se-young lay with her face resting on his shoulder, breathing softly in her sleep.
Every step he took toward the bedroom door brought the sensation of Se-young’s bare breasts and her soft, warm breath tickling his chest.
It wasn't just his chest; her warmth and the friction of her skin against his entire body were palpable.
Then, he felt a damp, hot warmth coming from her lower half.
It started from where his palm supported her buttocks and where his cock shaft was wedged against her cleft.
A slick liquid was coating Si-woo’s massive penis like honey, seeping from between Se-young’s thighs.
He could feel the slipperiness on the hand holding her up.
Did Mom’s pussy fluid get on Se-young?
It was certainly possible during the intense piston movement earlier.
But there was too much of it for that to be the only explanation; he could feel it flowing over his groin and palm.
Besides, Mom had been careful throughout their sex session, making sure the point of their union didn't directly touch Se-young.
She had pushed her knees forward or pulled her hips back with extreme caution.
After that, they hadn't used any positions where Mom’s groin would come into direct contact with Se-young’s body.
A strange sense of cognitive dissonance shook him.
Aunt Seon-ju’s nagging words from her earlier text suddenly flashed through his mind.
How she’d said Se-young was surprisingly coy, just like her mother...
Si-woo knew all about his mother’s "coyness."
She was a lewd female slave, steeped in carnal desire, yet playing the role of a mother in front of her children.
'Could it be... maybe... no way...'
A dizzying, chilling sensation he couldn't quite describe made him freeze in place.
He held his breath, focusing on Se-young’s breathing.
She remained in his arms, her breaths steady and calm.
Shaking off the stiffness, he glanced back at his mother one last time before carrying Se-young out of the master bedroom.
* * *
In the dark silence of the living room outside the master bedroom, only the sound of Se-young’s soft breathing could be heard.
Si-woo walked slowly toward the stairs leading to the second floor.
"Se-young...?"
He called her name softly as he stood before the stairs.
Se-young, asleep in his arms, gave no reaction.
"...Are you asleep?"
He spoke again, as if to confirm.
Still, she didn't respond.
Was she really asleep?
Or was she just pretending?
Si-woo knew her sleep patterns well; once she was out, she rarely woke up until morning.
That was why he’d been so sure she was still asleep even when Mom was sucking her breasts, moaning as he hammered into her, or when he’d forced his penis into Mom's mouth and erupted inside.
But now, feeling how soaked her crotch was, he couldn't be sure anymore.
Si-woo tightened his grip on her buttocks.
Her firm, developing cheeks filled his hand.
Her breathing grew slightly ragged.
A heavy wetness was trickling down his hand and onto her thighs.
Did she get aroused unconsciously while Mom was fondling her?
Men sometimes get erections or ejaculate in their sleep; maybe it was the same for women.
It wasn't impossible for her body to react to Mom's provocative touch even while she was out cold.
Si-woo hooked his finger under the leg hole of her panties, pulling the fabric aside.
Moving his hips, he lowered his penis from where it had been wedged in her cleft and pushed his shaft up through the gap.
Slide!
His shaft drove in, penetrating the space between her panties and her skin.
The fabric bunched to the side.
The back of his cock rubbed against the smooth, slick skin of her bare buttocks.
The sensation of her soft, moist flesh enveloping his penis made his head spin.
He watched her closely, slowly shifting his arms up and down.
A fresh wave of pleasure clung to his glans and shaft, sending shivers through his entire body.
Would it be okay to just shove my hard cock into Se-young’s pussy right now?
If she had been pretending to be asleep this whole time... even if he took her virginity right now, she might just keep up the act until the very end.
At some point, Si-woo actually started hoping she was awake.
"Do you want to do it too, Se-young? What Mom and I were just doing?"
He spoke as if she were awake.
Se-young remained motionless in his arms.
There was no way to tell if she was listening or not.
He tightened his arms, lifting her body higher.
Her budding breasts were raised until they reached his face.
He took one of her plump, pink nipples into his mouth.
The dainty, soft morsel of flesh felt exquisite.
It was slightly cold, likely from being exposed after being wet with Mom’s saliva.
He flicked his tongue over it, tasting the faint, musky scent of semen and his mother’s spit.
Blood rushed to his penis again, making it swell until it felt like it might burst.
The tip of the heavy mass of flesh hung precariously at the opening of the fissure beneath her lifted body.
If he just adjusted the angle and thrust his hips, they would be joined.
He felt a pulse-pounding urge that broke him into a cold sweat, but he still lacked certainty.
Did Se-young truly understand what was happening?
According to Aunt Seon-ju, unlike Su-a, Se-young hadn't received any sexual training from a young age.
An act forced upon her while she was "asleep" might leave her scarred for life.
After a moment’s thought, he shifted her weight toward him.
Her breasts, soft as rice cakes, pressed delightfully against his face.
He reached down and guided the tip of his cock toward her front.
Letting go of her nipple, he lowered her body slightly.
His shaft rubbed against the opening of her delicate fissure.
The sensation of her tender, slick skin was incredible.
He pulled her close again, his penis now wedged firmly against her, running from her crack up toward her belly and solar plexus, all inside her panties.
A current of ecstatic pleasure seemed to surge from his penis through his entire body.
"Oh, right—I have something to apologize for, Se-young," he said as he started up the stairs toward Se-hee Noona’s room.
"That perfume you gave me? I took it out yesterday and accidentally broke it. I'm sorry!"
With his cock pressed against her sensitive, wet flesh inside her panties, he continued to talk to her as if she were wide awake.
"Ah... I wonder if I'll get to eat the breakfast you make tomorrow? It's been a while. Do you like the aquarium? I was supposed to go with Se-hee but couldn't. It would be nice if I could go with you and Su-a tomorrow."
He rambled on, jumping from topic to topic, unsure if it was a conversation or a monologue.
All the while, as he climbed the stairs, his cock throbbed and twitched, leaking a frantic amount of pre-cum against her.