Chapter 319 (Se-young, Su-a)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 319 (Se-young, Su-a)
"...Yeah... I think I need to stop by the restroom before we head into the department store. But I have to go to the convenience store as soon as we get off..."
Su-a’s voice trailed off as she answered, as if she understood exactly why Si-woo had brought up the restroom.
"How about you, Se-young? Are you okay not going with Su-a?"
Si-woo turned to Se-young this time, asking with feigned concern.
"Yeah~ I have to go too! Because of you, Oppa... Hehe~!"
Se-young answered Si-woo while rolling a damp lock of her hair between her thumb and index finger.
She was touching the very hair Si-woo had defiled with his filth just moments ago, yet her expression and tone remained as bright and innocent as ever.
While she didn't sound resentful, her comment felt like a mischievous attempt to tease him.
Seeing Se-young’s deceptive yet provocative behavior, Si-woo felt a sense of relief, but at the same time, a strange, fluttering sensation stirred in his chest.
"Si-woo Oppa... could you lend me your debit card? I think... I’ll need some wet wipes..."
Su-a asked to borrow his card, likely intending to buy wipes to clean the items inside her bag, which were now covered in semen.
"Sure, I'll lend it to you. We can go into the convenience store together and buy them!"
Si-woo readily agreed to Su-a’s request, acting as if he were taking responsibility for what he had done.
"Setting aside the card and smartphone, don't you think you need to buy new versions of the other things that got soaked inside?"
Si-woo asked Su-a, deliberately trying to make her more conscious of the state of the items in her bag.
"Y-yes... I think I’ll have to buy new ones..."
Su-a replied in a shy voice to Si-woo’s persistent questioning.
"Is there anything else you need? Is the thing you have attached down there still holding up?"
Si-woo now brought up the vibrator Su-a was wearing without any hesitation.
"Ah... for now... I think it’s okay..."
Su-a answered, her voice trailing off again in embarrassment at Si-woo’s continued questioning.
"Will the battery be okay? How was it when you used it with your mom yesterday? Does it seem to last long?"
Si-woo’s questions continued relentlessly.
"Yeah... I think I’ll have to charge it later... since... it runs out quickly..."
Su-a looked down as she answered, clearly conscious of the vibrator installed inside her panties.
"Oh, right! Before you clean out your bag with wet wipes in the restroom, take a few photos and send them to me! I’m going to show them to Seon-ju too."
As if the thought had just occurred to him, Si-woo instructed Su-a to take photos of the inside of her bag—which was currently a mess of his semen—while she was in the restroom and send them to him.
By now, it seemed natural for Si-woo to call Aunt Seon-ju by her name without any honorifics in front of Su-a.
"I'll take them with my phone and send them to you! We have to show Seon-ju everything, including the stuff Oppa got on Su-a’s smartphone, right? Hehe~"
Se-young spoke to Si-woo, holding up her smartphone with a bright smile.
Following Si-woo’s lead, she naturally and nonchalantly called Aunt Seon-ju by her name, showing a complete lack of respect.
Su-a couldn't say a word in response to the siblings' conversation, which bordered on mockery and insult; she simply stood there with her head bowed.
"Is it okay with you, Su-a? Sending the photos to Seon-ju?"
Si-woo asked Su-a directly, as if to confirm her answer one more time.
"Yes... it’s okay... Si-woo Oppa..."
Su-a looked up and answered Si-woo with a faint smile.
Si-woo’s hands now rested on Su-a and Se-young’s backs without a hint of hesitation or caution.
He stroked his palms down the backs of the two girls, tracing the contours of their bodies all the way to their buttocks.
He rubbed up and down repeatedly, as if trying to engrave the sensation of his two younger cousins' bodies—so similar yet so different—into his palms.
The warmth of their bodies, which seemed to have risen slightly, and the faint trembling of their muscles were transmitted directly to Si-woo’s palms.
The thought of soon thrusting his cock into the small bodies of Se-young and Su-a caused his member, which had been flaccid, to throb and harden once again.
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An announcement echoed through the train, stating they had arrived at the Department Store Station.
Si-woo released his hold on the girls and adjusted his bag to the front, hiding his once-again enlarged penis.
As the train doors opened, a flood of weekend travelers poured out onto the platform.
Si-woo stepped out of the train with the girls, swept along by the crowd.
The platform was packed with people who had come out for the weekend.
Amidst the slow-moving crowd, Si-woo walked forward, careful not to get separated from the girls.
He could catch a faint scent of his own semen coming from the girls walking ahead of him.
Si-woo worried for a moment that the smell of the semen he had poured into Su-a’s bag might spread to the people around them.
Fortunately, however, the passersby didn't seem to notice the situation inside Su-a’s bag.
Even if they did notice something, they wouldn't be able to immediately suspect Si-woo and the girls while buried in such a large crowd.
The young girls' suggestive clothing, the lewd fluid flowing between their thighs, the filth in their hair, and Si-woo’s massive, erect penis...
All of it was buried under the murmurs and bustle of the crowded station, rendered invisible by the chaos.
Si-woo and the girls had intended to head straight for the convenience store as soon as they got off the train.
However, they were swept along by the flow of people toward the ticket gates.
He could have forced his way out of the crowd, but Si-woo chose not to.
Se-young and Su-a lined up in front of Si-woo.
To pass through the gate, they would have to tap their transit cards on the sensor...
Su-a was in a position where she had no choice but to unzip her mini crossbody bag and take out the card that was covered in Si-woo’s semen.
The moment she opened the bag to take out the card, the scent of chestnut blossoms—the smell of Si-woo’s semen—would waft out, drawing everyone's eyes to her.
Forced by the unstoppable flow of the crowd, she would have to endure the shame and embarrassment of pulling out a card soaked in Si-woo’s semen and tapping it on the terminal.
Before opening the bag, Su-a would likely look around frantically like a panicked person before turning to Si-woo with a look for help.
But Si-woo had no intention of helping Su-a in that situation.
He planned to thoroughly ignore her when she looked back.
He wanted to leave her alone in the crowd, letting her sink into a pit of embarrassment and shame...
Si-woo widened the gap between himself and Su-a slightly, allowing another person to step in between them.
From a distance, Si-woo watched with interest, waiting for Su-a to show a troubled expression while reeking of semen.
Just imagining the shame and isolation Su-a would feel made Si-woo’s cock swell as if it were about to burst.
Se-young passed through the gate, and now it was Su-a’s turn.
Si-woo waited with a fluttering heart for Su-a’s bag to open.
He hoped she would quickly pull out the card reeking of semen, drawing everyone's attention and feeling a surge of intense humiliation.
Contrary to Si-woo’s expectations, however, Su-a didn't show any sign of panic and simply placed her entire bag over the card reader.
Then, holding the bag with both hands, she began to fumble and shift the items inside from the outside.
Soon, a beep sounded from the gate terminal.
Su-a passed through the gate smoothly, as if nothing had happened.
For a moment, Si-woo felt a sense of emptiness and bitterness.
The disappointment of not seeing Su-a flustered and troubled caused a sadistic urge to surge within him.
Si-woo waited for his turn, passed through the gate, and approached the girls.
"If you can use your card like that, I guess you don't even need to wipe the inside of your bag! You can just carry it like that all day, and then go home and have Seon-ju take care of it."
Si-woo approached Su-a and whispered into her ear in a low voice.
Su-a flinched slightly at the sound of Si-woo’s low, quiet voice.
"You need to wipe your smartphone to use it, so buy some wet wipes first! And just in case, buy some waterproof bandages too!"
Si-woo continued, specifying the items she needed to buy at the convenience store.
"Okay..."
Su-a nodded obediently, though she twitched as if Si-woo’s whispering in her ear tickled.
"And thinking about it, I think you can just keep using that panty liner. It’s inside your underwear anyway, so no one will see it, and in a crowd like this, no one will know where the smell is coming from, right? What do you think? It’s fine, isn't it?"
Si-woo was making an unreasonable demand that went beyond common sense, speaking to Su-a as if he were coaxing her.
Si-woo was determined to make her feel the humiliating shame and isolation she should have felt at the turnstile, even if he had to force it through a direct command.