Chapter 402 (Mom)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 402 (Mom)
Pussy fluid was pouring down between Mom’s legs like a flood.
Was it because of Si-woo’s molestation here in the karaoke room?
Or was it because of the outfit she had chosen before leaving the house?
Either way, it didn't matter anymore now that he had confirmed Mom’s perverted nature.
Si-woo slid the hand that had been caressing Mom’s inner thigh all the way up to her groin.
His hand pushed through the soft, supple flesh of her thighs. The wet, bare mound of her sensitive area, along with her pubic hair, brushed against the back of his hand.
Rotating his wrist, Si-woo pressed his palm firmly against her crotch.
His fingers delicately traced Mom’s slit and her plump labia minora.
Slowly, his hand moved back and forth along her crack.
Mom’s thighs instinctively clamped shut.
Perhaps due to the pressure of her thighs, her pussy fluid seemed to flow even more abundantly.
Slap!
Si-woo struck Mom’s butt hard, as if telling her to relax.
"Haa-ugh!"
The moan Mom had been holding back escaped her lips like a sob.
The tension in her thighs gave way, and her pelvis tilted open slightly.
Si-woo placed his middle finger against the slit in her flesh and rubbed gently.
Her singing voice, as she gripped the microphone with both hands, trembled faintly and began to fade into a crawl.
Si-woo stopped his rubbing and withdrew his hand from between her legs.
Her fluid, thick on his hand, shimmered in various colors under the flashing disco lights.
Si-woo rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, staring at the fluid as if savoring it.
He watched the moisture soaking his hand, lost in thought for a moment.
Soon, Si-woo thrust his fluid-covered hand into his own pants.
He wrapped his hand, slick with Mom’s fluid, around his erect penis.
He stroked up and down several times inside his clothes, drenching his cock in her moisture.
The slick fluid was transferred from his hand to the shaft.
Si-woo glanced toward the glass door of the karaoke room, hesitated for a second, and then pulled his cock out of his pants while still gripping it.
His massive, erect penis burst out from his clothes.
The pre-cum beaded at the tip dripped down, falling to the floor.
* * *
This time, Si-woo reached out with his other arm—the one not holding his penis—toward Mom.
Once again, his hand invaded her inner thighs and then her groin.
Mom flinched, her thighs clamping down again on the arm that had suddenly entered her crotch.
"Sssst!"
Si-woo made a warning sound from behind her.
"Haaaaa..."
A humiliated sigh escaped from deep within her.
Mom’s legs forced themselves open once more.
Si-woo thrust his hand deeper into her crotch and stirred roughly, ensuring it was thoroughly coated in her pussy fluid.
Mom’s body twisted slightly with every stir of his hand.
Her singing was now coming out in broken, jagged fragments.
Si-woo withdrew his hand from her groin, checking the abundance of fluid on it.
Then, he let go of his penis with his other hand and smeared the pre-cum dripping from the glans onto his middle finger.
He slid the finger coated in pre-cum under Mom’s T-shirt and into her groin.
The hand that had just been roaming her crotch returned to grip his penis.
A fresh layer of Mom’s lubricant was applied over the skin of his shaft.
Si-woo positioned the finger he had placed against her groin right at her slit.
His hands moved in a sequential, alternating rhythm.
Though Mom’s voice continued to follow the accompaniment, it was so broken and off-key that it was hard to tell if she was even following the melody anymore.
Si-woo wiggled his finger and pushed it into her crack.
His middle finger, slick with pre-cum, dug into Mom’s pussy hole.
Squish, squelch, squish! Splat, splat, splat!
Si-woo’s middle finger moved as if carving through her vaginal walls.
Slap, slap, slap, slap!
Simultaneously, the hand gripping his penis moved up and down, his palm striking the flesh of his pelvis near the base of his cock.
"Hah-ut... Haa-ng... Hah-eut... Haa..."
Mumbling the lyrics to the melody, Mom’s breath came out in ragged, moan-like gasps.
In the room alone with her, with Mom standing right in front of him singing, Si-woo continued the masturbation he had started earlier.
In a coin karaoke room where someone could pass by the glass door at any moment, he indulged in this perverted play with Mom.
The thrill of pleasure wrapped stickily around Si-woo’s penis, spreading rapidly through his entire body.
The second song finished its final climax and transitioned into the outro.
Soon, the lingering notes of the keyboard faded, and the song ended.
A fanfare played, followed by a voice actor’s voice booming through the speakers with messages of support and encouragement.
In the silence that followed, Si-woo’s hand should have naturally stopped.
But unlike when the first song ended, his hand did not stop.
Slap, slap, slap, slap!
Squish, squelch, squish, squelch!
Si-woo’s middle finger moved violently, as if scratching the vaginal walls with his nail.
With the music and singing gone, the sound of flesh rubbing against flesh echoed even more clearly inside the booth.
"Hah-ut... Haa-ng... Haa-ah... Haa-aaang..."
When his hand, which she thought would stop between songs, continued to move and even more aggressively scraped her vaginal walls, she let out a nasal, panicked breath.
Perhaps the stimulation was too much; Mom eventually bent her waist, leaning her arms on the table for support.
* * *
The accompaniment for the third song Mom had selected began to play from the machine.
As expected, it was a lyrical rock ballad with a slow tempo, popular back in the day.
The lyrics were about two lovers who loved each other but had to part, vowing to live their separate lives as if nothing had ever happened.
Was Mom trying to use these lyrics to indirectly tell Si-woo something?
It could be a coincidence, but what if she was pulling this cute little stunt to set the mood before saying what she wanted to say?
Si-woo decided that a proper punishment was in order.
Even though the accompaniment had started, Mom couldn't even think about singing.
She stood precariously, leaning on the table as if she might collapse at any moment.
Si-woo thrust the finger buried in her pussy hole even deeper.
The base of his middle finger pushed up so hard it lifted her pelvis.
Squelch!!
"Haa-ugh!"
As her pelvis was lifted high enough to pull her heels off the floor, Mom lost her balance and slumped forward.
Her head and upper body collapsed onto the table she had been leaning on.
"Stand up straight! You have to finish the song, Seon-mi! Not after you picked these songs yourself!"
Si-woo spoke mockingly as he looked down at the collapsed woman.
As he slowly released the pressure of his hand, the tension in Mom’s body began to fade slightly.
She tried to catch her breath, still leaning on the table.
On the karaoke screen, the finger-counting for the first verse of the new song began.
Squish, squelch, squish, squelch! Squish, squelch, squish, squelch!
Si-woo hammered at Mom’s vaginal walls at double the tempo of the music.
Slap, slap, slap, slap! Slap, slap, slap, slap!
At the same time, the hand holding his penis moved passionately.
As if syncing with the mechanical beat of the karaoke machine, Si-woo made wet sounds as he simultaneously ravaged his own penis and Mom’s pussy hole.
Mom had already turned off the microphone in her hand.
She remained slumped over the table, her face buried.
"Ha-ng... Ha-ang... Hah-ut... Haa-at...!"
The friction and wet squelching of flesh, mixed with Mom’s moans and the music, were being conducted by Si-woo’s hands.
* * *
Squish, squelch, squish, squelch!
Every time Si-woo moved his fingers to the rhythm of the music, Mom’s slumped body twisted and trembled.
As if she had forgotten the music and the lyrics entirely, Mom was lost in the lewd sounds filling her ears and the sensations of pleasure blooming in her genitals.
Then, Mom reached her climax through Si-woo’s hand.
"Haa-aaaa-at! Haa-ugh! Haa-aaaa-ak!"
Mom momentarily stopped breathing, her back arching as she shuddered violently.
Her slightly parted thighs clamped shut again, trapping Si-woo’s hand.
For a while, she remained frozen, unable to move or breathe.
"Haa-uuu... Haa-aaaa...! Haa-uuu-p...!"
Only after a long moment did she begin to gasp for air, the tension finally leaving her body.
The strength in her thighs that had been crushing Si-woo’s hand finally relaxed.