Chapter 35 (Mom, Se-young) (Se-young's Room)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 35 (Mom, Se-young) (Se-young's Room)
Si-woo carried Se-young out of the master bedroom.
Because he was holding her facing him, her legs spread and his hands supporting her buttocks, Si-woo’s erect penis pressed firmly against Se-young’s front. With every step he took, it rubbed against her, providing a steady, intense stimulation.
Today was the first day Se-young had ever worn a bra.
She had personally pulled her apricot-colored pajama top up to her neck to show Si-woo that she was wearing it.
Even though Mom was right there within sight, Se-young had only glanced her way briefly before boldly showing Si-woo her bare skin—an act that was strictly taboo within the family.
Perhaps because he had witnessed that scene, Si-woo felt as though Se-young’s body was somehow different than it had been just the day before.
Then there was the whisper she had breathed into his ear.
Maybe it was because the first thing she’d called him was "perverted bastard," but those provocative whispers made a chill run down Si-woo’s spine.
Si-woo released one hand from her buttocks and slid it under Se-young’s top, slowly feeling the bare skin of her back and waist.
He pressed her back and buttocks firmly against his chest and penis, gauging her physical development.
The weight of Se-young’s body was definitely changing by the day.
She was slowly growing into a body overflowing with the same raw sensuality as Mom and Se-hee Noona.
* * *
Si-woo pulled back the blanket on the bed in Se-young’s room and laid her down.
Was it because he had been so stimulated all day?
Or was it because he felt confident that he could talk his way out of it even if Mom caught him?
He felt like he could do something bold to Se-young.
Si-woo placed his hand on Se-young’s thigh.
He felt her body, stroking upward carefully as if giving her a massage.
Past her pelvis, over her smooth belly and ribs...
And up to her budding breasts...
Se-young’s body was filling out...
Through the hand resting on her, Si-woo confirmed for himself, piece by piece, the fact that she could no longer be considered just a child.
Si-woo undid the buttons of Se-young’s top and spread it wide.
He saw the white bra he had seen earlier that evening.
A small scrap of fabric shyly covering Se-young’s breasts.
It served only to hide them; it had no functional purpose like providing support.
Si-woo gently pushed up that small, symbolic piece of cloth.
Two pale pink nipples popped out, as if asserting Se-young’s girlhood.
Si-woo softly took one nipple into his mouth.
Then, he used his lips to roll it around gently.
The sensation of the soft nipple changing shape as it rolled against his lips felt incredible.
These small breasts of Se-young’s would soon grow to a formidable size, enough to shake the hearts of many men.
I don’t want to lose her! I don’t want anyone else to see her!
In a sudden fit of possessiveness, Si-woo pulled Se-young’s nipple into his mouth with force, as if he were actually nursing.
"Mmm... nnh..."
Se-young let out a soft moan.
Si-woo flinched, but he didn't panic.
A strange, inexplicable sense of anticipation was filling his chest.
* * *
When Si-woo had come down from his room on the second floor, he had tucked his smartphone and a box of condoms into his pocket.
Naturally, he intended to use them, but seeing Se-young moan gave him an idea. He pulled his smartphone out of his pocket.
Si-woo stood up, lowered his pants, and pulled out his massively erect penis.
Then, he brought his cock to Se-young’s lips.
Grasping the shaft with his hand, he gently pushed the tip of the glans against Se-young’s lips, moving it up and down to coax her mouth open.
Gradually, Se-young’s mouth parted, and Si-woo’s cock began to wedge its way inside.
The inside of Se-young’s mouth was moist.
The glans and the upper part of the shaft were coated in her warm saliva.
Finally, he had forced his large cock into Se-young’s mouth.
Fearing she might wake if he pushed further, Si-woo carefully moved his cock back and forth in that position.
As the glans rubbed against her, he felt the texture of Se-young’s inner mouth and tongue.
The fact that he was forcing his dick into Se-young’s mouth seemed to amplify the physical pleasure he felt several times over.
He reached out, squeezed the flesh of Se-young’s breasts, and gently caressed her nipples.
Si-woo lingered there, leisurely enjoying the friction inside Se-young’s mouth.
After a while, Se-young’s mouth suddenly began to twitch and suckle.
In an instant, an unbearable pleasure surged through Si-woo’s cock.
An electric sensation shot up his spine.
His body felt like it was jumping and twisting.
Se-young’s innocent, lovely face.
Even though he wasn't moving violently, the way Se-young’s mouth suckled made him feel like he was about to erupt.
Just by softly suckling on Si-woo’s massive, violent cock, Se-young was providing him with extreme stimulation.
"Ugh... ngh..."
Si-woo suppressed a groan as he tried to hold back.
Perhaps out of a lingering habit from nursing as a baby, Se-young used her tongue and mouth to periodically suckle on Si-woo’s dick.
He thought that with a mouth like Se-young’s, he might finish even if she were just sucking on his finger.
How does Mom endure it when her breasts are being sucked?
As those thoughts crossed his mind, he reached a precarious point of no return.
If he ejaculated in Se-young’s mouth, it would be a mess to clean up.
He would have to wipe the semen out of her mouth, and he couldn't think of a way to do that without waking her.
Deciding it was too dangerous to continue, Si-woo quickly used his smartphone to take a photo of Se-young’s face with his cock in her mouth.
Click.
Click.
Click.
After taking the photos, Si-woo hurriedly pulled his cock out of Se-young’s mouth, struggling to suppress the urge to cum.
A string of Se-young’s saliva stretched from the tip of his penis to her mouth, curving downward.
"Ah... ah... hhh-ugh..."
A groan escaped Si-woo’s lips involuntarily.
He wanted to ejaculate on Se-young’s face or breasts right then and there, but he managed to hold it back, wanting to focus on his goal of breaking Mom tonight.
Si-woo immediately opened his messaging app.
He followed through on the crazy idea that had flashed through his mind while he was sucking Se-young’s nipples.
He sent the photos he had just taken of Se-young to Mom, as if he were filing a report.
Se-young, asleep with her mouth wide open, suckling on Si-woo’s cock like it was a breast.
The number '1' appeared next to the sent photos.
To be honest, even as he performed these bold acts without hesitation, Si-woo was a little worried.
He felt as if Mom might burst out of her room at any second, eyes wild with rage, screaming at him for what he had done to his younger sister.
What Si-woo had done with Mom was a form of molestation where both were somewhat conscious and testing the waters, but what he was doing to Se-young now was, by all accounts, a shameless sexual assault with no excuse.
He might get a severe beating, be kicked out of the house, or in the worst-case scenario, the police might be called.
However, alongside that worry and anxiety, it was also true that a different part of Si-woo’s heart was filled with excitement and anticipation, thinking, 'What if Mom ignores even this...?'
Si-woo sat on the edge of Se-young’s bed, his eyes fixed on the smartphone screen.
Soon, the '1' next to the photo message disappeared.
The moment he saw it vanish, he felt a thrilling jolt in his chest.
Mom had seen the photo of Se-young with Si-woo’s dick in her mouth.
Si-woo’s body trembled violently from the mixture of tension, guilt, and heightened arousal.
* * *
Si-woo waited for the urge to ejaculate to subside, all while keeping an ear out for any sounds from outside.
There was no telling when Mom might come storming out of the master bedroom into Se-young’s room in a rage.
After some time, both the urge to cum and the tension began to fade.
In the end, Mom neither replied nor came running out.
Even the act of putting his cock in Se-young’s mouth had now been condoned by Mom.
This was on a completely different level than showing her that he had ejaculated on Se-hee Noona’s or Se-young’s panties.
Had her sexual expectation and awe toward her son surpassed her maternal instinct to protect her daughter?
Si-woo began to think that he might actually be able to make Mom his sex slave tonight.
* * *
Si-woo’s cock was still rock hard.
As he spent a moment watching Se-young’s pretty face while letting the urge to cum settle, the saliva on the glans and the upper shaft had mostly dried.
Finally, Si-woo gently inserted his penis into Se-young’s parted lips once more.
As soon as it went in, Se-young’s mouth suckled as if nursing.
Again, he felt an extreme pleasure.
The glans and the upper shaft were once again coated in Se-young’s saliva.
Si-woo pulled his cock out of Se-young’s mouth.
He covered Se-young with the blanket and then stripped off all the clothes he was wearing.
He picked up his clothes and belongings and walked out into the living room.
Si-woo stood in the living room completely naked, flaunting his massively erect genitals.
The glans was glistening with Se-young’s saliva.
If Se-hee Noona were to come downstairs and see him now, she would surely call him a madman.
As he walked slowly toward the master bedroom, he could feel the cool night air stimulating his cock, made sensitive by Se-young’s saliva.
With that, Si-woo headed toward the master bedroom to claim Mom.