Chapter 317 (Se-young, Su-a)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 317 (Se-young, Su-a)
Inside a subway car bound for the department store.
Si-woo, Se-young, and Su-a were indulging in a secret, forbidden game.
Se-young placed her fingers on the smartphone screen Si-woo had handed her, moving them recklessly up and down, side to side, as if stirring a pot. Every time her finger slid across the screen, the intensity and texture of the vibration shifted.
As if conducting a biological response experiment in science class, Se-young continued her actions, glancing back and forth between Su-a’s precarious reactions and the vibrating smartphone screen. It was as if she were observing exactly what kind of stimulation, excitement, and results her wandering fingers could produce.
Se-young’s fingers ravaged Su-a’s body, moving to the top of the smartphone screen—which acted like a rectangular sensor plate—before sliding back down to the bottom.
At the vibrator's tremors originating from Se-young’s fingertips, Su-a seemed to lose her mind, leaning against Si-woo with her eyes squeezed shut and her lips bitten tight. Even as her body trembled violently as if about to collapse, Su-a’s hand, stroking the penis inside the bag, did not stop.
Before long, Su-a’s hand began to move in a wider range, sweeping over the entirety of Si-woo’s cock shaft inside the bag. A spine-chilling, burning sensation traveled from Si-woo’s penis to his brain, seemingly paralyzing his thoughts.
In rhythm with Su-a’s hand movements, Si-woo firmly gripped his sisters' buttocks over their skirts. Their bodies flinched and tensed once more.
The pleasure and reflexive reactions of Si-woo and his sisters followed one another like a chain reaction, seemingly locked in an endless cycle. The hum of the electric fan's motor and the characteristic white noise of the subway car masked the sound of the vibrator buzzing under Su-a’s clothes and the girls' soft moans.
Dizzy with sensation, a surging urge to ejaculate rushed to the tip of Si-woo’s penis several times. The sensation was so precarious that fluid might have already leaked from the tip of his glans. Si-woo counted the remaining stations until the department store, suppressing his ejaculation as if undergoing some form of ascetic training.
Whenever the train stopped at a station, Se-young’s finger, which had been pressing the smartphone screen, would slide toward the bottom. She seemed to be manually adjusting the intensity of the vibrator Su-a was wearing according to the surrounding noise level.
As Se-young’s finger moved down, the vibrator’s intensity decreased. Consequently, Su-a’s arm movements slowed as well. Each time that happened, Si-woo gasped for breath, trying to find a moment of reprieve and settle the urge to climax.
He tried his best to hold back until they reached the department store.
However, at a certain point, the overwhelming peak of pleasure became too much for Si-woo to endure. He felt he should push Su-a’s hand away and stop this game with his sisters immediately, but it seemed the window for that had already passed.
This was perhaps the greatest crisis Si-woo had ever faced in his life. In a subway car packed with people, he was on the verge of ejaculating and soaking through his clothes.
Si-woo desperately resisted Su-a’s handjob, tightening his sphincter as if pulling his throbbing penis back. But despite his resistance, his climax was now imminent.
Just as he was about to give up and surrender to the extreme sensation of pleasure, Su-a’s mini crossbody bag caught his eye. Si-woo released his grip on his sisters' buttocks and hurriedly reached for the bag Su-a was wearing.
Grabbing the crossbody bag, he urgently pulled it off her shoulder. Si-woo quickly unzipped it. Inside the small bag were Su-a’s smartphone, Aunt Seon-ju’s card, and a few spare panties and panty liners.
Su-a looked at Si-woo with a slightly bewildered expression as he took her bag and rummaged through it. Yet, even while watching him in confusion, her hand continued to stroke his penis.
Keeping Su-a’s bag open, Si-woo pulled his T-shirt up slightly and tucked the bag inside. He then covered the tip of his massive cock shaft, which was poking out above the waistband of his pants, with the bag.
The bag rubbed roughly against the shaft, covering the glans. The texture of the items inside the bag felt strange against Si-woo’s glans.
Se-young smiled as she watched Si-woo tuck Su-a’s open bag under his T-shirt. She then slid her finger all the way to the very top of the smartphone screen.
The vibrator’s tremors intensified inside Su-a’s skirt.
As if reading the mood along with the violent vibrations, Su-a’s face turned bright red, and she began to stroke the penis inside the bag more fiercely than before.
The thought of ejaculating for the first time inside a crowded subway felt incredibly awkward, but Si-woo was too close to the edge to care.
"Su-a... Se-young..."
Si-woo called out his sisters' names in a strained, squeezed voice. At the sound of him calling them, the girls lifted their heads and looked at him. Si-woo looked back and forth into their eyes, which were shy yet clouded with lust.
Squelch! Squelch! Sque-e-elch!
While maintaining eye contact with them, Si-woo erupted his semen into Su-a’s bag. He imagined he was pouring his seed into Su-a and Se-young’s wombs.
Si-woo pressed down on Su-a’s bag, tilting it to squeeze out every last drop of remaining semen. His semen soaked Su-a’s smartphone, Aunt Seon-ju’s card, her panties, and the folded panty liners inside the bag.
"Hnnngh!"
At that moment, Su-a also leaned her upper body against Si-woo, her body trembling as she reached her own climax. Suppressing her moans, her body bucked and twitched as if she were hiccuping.
A sense of euphoria and intoxication from crossing yet another forbidden line enveloped Si-woo’s body in an instant.
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Immediately after ejaculating, the excitement and tension that had filled Si-woo’s body seemed to vanish, draining out of him in a heartbeat. The void left behind was soon filled with a contradictory mix of embarrassment, shame, achievement, and pride.
Once the languid afterglow had settled somewhat, Si-woo gave Se-young a look that signaled it was over. At his signal, Se-young cut the power to the vibrator that had been buzzing until then.
As the vibration stopped, the strength left Su-a’s hand, which had been tightly gripping the penis inside the bag. Su-a carefully withdrew her hand from the bag.
Having spent all its lust, Si-woo’s penis began to lose its hardness and soften. The tip was defiled with the warm fluid he had just discharged.
It felt as though if he simply pulled his penis out of the mini crossbody bag, the semen pooled inside would spill out. After tilting the bag slightly to the side, Si-woo slowly withdrew his penis, wiping the tip against the bag’s opening.
The sensitive skin of his glans rubbed against the fabric of the bag and the metal of the zipper. The uncomfortable stimulation left the glans of Si-woo’s penis momentarily stinging.
Even after pulling it out of the bag, slick semen still clung to his glans. He needed to wipe it off, but finding tissues or wet wipes to clean up in the cramped subway space wouldn't be easy.
At that moment, Si-woo remembered the panty liners he had seen in Su-a’s bag just before climaxing. He reached his hand into the bag, which was still tilted to the side.
Inside the bag, soaked with his own semen, he felt the rolled-up panty liners with his fingertips. Si-woo’s thick semen was smeared on the outside of the liners as well.
Si-woo pushed his hand deeper into the bag. Using only his sense of touch, he fumbled for one of Su-a’s panty liners and unfolded it. Fortunately, the inner side of the liner didn't seem to be completely soaked with semen yet.
Si-woo tucked his penis back into Su-a’s bag and wiped the filth from his glans and his hand using the inner surface of the unfolded liner. He then carefully withdrew the cleaned tip of his penis from the bag.
Though it had lost its strength, his penis hadn't fully wilted yet, so Si-woo tucked it down against the waistband of his pants. He finished wiping the rest of the semen from his hand and zipped Su-a’s mini crossbody bag shut.
Si-woo pulled the bag out from under his T-shirt. He placed the bag back over Su-a’s shoulder, returning it to its original position.
Inside Su-a’s bag, her smartphone, her card, her spare panties, and her panty liners were all tossed together in a slurry of Si-woo’s semen.
Just thinking about that made Si-woo feel his lust beginning to rise once again.