Chapter 350 (Se-young, Su-a)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 350 (Se-young, Su-a)
Having funneled about half of the semen into Su-a’s mouth, Se-young kept her tongue inside, swirling it around as if exploring every corner of Su-a’s oral cavity.
It almost seemed as if Se-young were flaunting for the camera—for Si-woo, or perhaps for anyone who might later view the footage captured on his smartphone.
Se-young continued to stir her tongue through the pool of Si-woo’s semen inside Su-a’s mouth. Every moment of the spectacle was being captured vividly by Si-woo’s smartphone camera.
“Huuuph... hauph!”
The two sisters exhaled hot, ragged breaths, heavy with the scent of semen. The musk of Si-woo’s seed seemed to saturate the back seat of the vehicle.
Si-woo felt a prickle of nervous tension, wondering if the driver in the front seat might catch the scent of his own semen being exhaled by the girls. At the same time, he felt a different, sadistic thrill—unrelated to ejaculation—as he imagined the fallout if the perverted, lewd acts he’d shared with his sisters today were ever exposed to others.
* * *
Having passed over half the semen as Si-woo commanded, Se-young finally pulled her lips away from Su-a’s.
Su-a’s head, which had been turned toward Se-young, slumped back against Si-woo’s shoulder. She looked up at him with pupils completely blown, her mouth still full of his semen. Just as Si-woo had commanded Se-young, Su-a didn't swallow the gift she’d received; she kept it pooled in her mouth.
A hazy, white trail of viscous fluid escaped the corners of her lips, unable to be contained. Si-woo swept his finger across her mouth, gathering the overflow, and pushed the liquid back inside. Su-a tilted her head back a bit further and parted her lips slightly to make his task easier.
Finally, with even the stray drops tucked away, Su-a sat there obediently holding the semen, staring blankly into space while leaning her head and back entirely against Si-woo. Occasionally, as if her body hadn't quite adjusted to Si-woo’s penis yet, her pussy hole would clench, and her waist would jerk with a strained effort.
The breaths coming through Su-a’s nose grew increasingly ragged as she kept her mouth shut.
Si-woo switched the smartphone camera to the front-facing lens. Stretching his arm out, he captured himself and Su-a leaning against him. The camera angle caught Si-woo himself and Su-a, her pussy still impaled by his cock as she slumped back.
Su-a stared at the screen, her expression vacant and her body limp. She seemed to be breathing desperately through her nose, her mouth clamped shut to ensure not a single drop of Si-woo’s semen leaked out.
“Su-a! Open your mouth for the camera!”
Si-woo commanded, pointing at the lens. He clearly wanted a recording of Su-a holding his discharge in her oral cavity.
After a moment of hesitation, Su-a squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment and slowly parted her lips, revealing the pool of semen to the camera. Si-woo placed his hand under her chin and pressed his thumb and middle finger against her cheeks, forcing her mouth to open even wider. He adjusted the angle of her head, tilting her jaw so the camera could get a clear view of the interior.
Soon, the shyly hidden depths of Su-a’s mouth were exposed obscenely to the lens. Her vibrant, red oral cavity—the roof of her mouth, her cheeks, her tongue—was completely coated in Si-woo’s semen. The fluid pooled beneath her tongue like thick, viscous slime. Every time her tense tongue moved, the level of the "slime" shifted within her mouth.
Satisfied with the footage of Su-a’s mouth, Si-woo became aware of the heavy breathing coming from Se-young beside him. He turned to look at her.
Had Se-young become aroused watching Su-a display her mouth full of semen for the camera? Perhaps it was the realization that it would soon be her turn to open up and show the camera how she held his seed...
As Si-woo’s gaze fell upon her, Se-young’s face, already flushed, turned a deep crimson as she kept her mouth shut tight over the semen. Si-woo turned the camera toward her.
The moment the lens faced her, Se-young opened her mouth naturally, even without a command. Her wide-open mouth, filled with semen, was captured perfectly on the screen. She stared straight into the camera with wide, unblinking eyes.
For some reason, it felt as though the corners of her open mouth were curling upward. Seeing Se-young appearing to wear a faint smile, Si-woo felt a mix of excitement and slight surprise.
Se-young’s tongue swirled inside her mouth as if playing for the camera. She was clearly enjoying the situation.
Si-woo extended the middle finger that had just been inside Se-young’s hole and pressed it against her undulating tongue. Immediately, her slick tongue wrapped around his finger. Her lips closed around it as if to trap it there.
Si-woo used his thumb to pry her pursed lips apart. Keeping his thumb in place, he moved his middle finger back and forth in a piston motion, curling and straightening it to ravage the inside of her mouth.
As she sucked on his finger, Se-young looked into the camera with a sultry gaze that far exceeded her years. The soft, dizzying sensation against his finger sent a shiver down Si-woo’s spine. The mere stimulation of his finger being rubbed by his sister’s lips brought him to a different kind of peak.
Si-woo eventually pulled his finger out of Se-young’s mouth. Having captured the lewd displays of both sisters in vivid detail, he stopped the recording with a satisfied expression.
After saving the video, he placed the smartphone on Su-a’s stomach and stroked both their heads with his hands. At that moment, his penis throbbed with renewed vigor. However, he didn't seem to have the energy left to thrust his hips and ravage Su-a any further.
With his penis still buried in Su-a’s pussy and his semen shared between his sisters' mouths, Si-woo enjoyed the swaying vibration of the taxi as they headed toward their destination: Aunt Seon-ju’s house.
* * *
By the time Si-woo’s thighs began to feel a bit numb from Su-a’s weight, a familiar landscape became visible through the gaps in the window curtains. The taxi was entering the neighborhood where Aunt Seon-ju lived.
The sisters, exhausted from the continuous stream of lewd acts that had started at the amusement park, were slumped against Si-woo, their bare breasts and hips exposed. Though they were limp with fatigue, they continued to preserve the semen in their mouths as Si-woo had ordered, breathing only through their noses.
Si-woo watched them for a moment, seemingly deep in thought, before picking up the smartphone from Su-a’s stomach. He opened the gallery to check the videos he’d just filmed inside the van.
He turned the volume down and played the footage.
Su-a’s luscious buttocks being ravaged by his penis. Se-young’s small mouth receiving the eruption of his seed. And the two sisters sharing that semen mouth-to-mouth.
Reviewing the footage, which had captured every detail perfectly, Si-woo felt a sense of pride, as if he were a master director of a French art film.
He opened the chat window with Aunt Seon-ju and sent a message.
[We’re almost there. Get ready!]
The message posted to the chat, and the number '1' next to it vanished instantly. It was as if Aunt Seon-ju had been staring at the screen, waiting endlessly for his contact.
[You’re back already? What about the kids?]
Aunt Seon-ju asked, sounding surprised that he was returning less than half a day after leaving the house.