Chapter 88
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 88
"By the way, are you sure you don't need to give Su-a a call?"
Si-woo looked down at Aunt Seon-ju, his voice laced with mischief.
He had wedged his penis between her breasts, pressing them together with both hands as he moved slowly back and forth. As his hips thrust rhythmically, his fingers gently teased her bunched-up nipples.
With every forward motion, the tip of his glans slapped against Aunt Seon-ju’s chin and cheeks.
"Huh? Su... Su-a? Why Su-a all of a sudden?"
Aunt Seon-ju looked flustered as Su-a’s name left Si-woo’s lips, even as the head of his cock continued to batter her face.
"You’re not going home right away, are you? You should call and tell her you’ll be late so she doesn't worry! She is your daughter, after all!"
Si-woo emphasized the word 'daughter,' clearly trying to remind her of the dirty talk he’d whispered earlier while they had sex while she was pretending to be asleep—the talk that had centered around Su-a.
Just as he had sucked on Aunt Seon-ju’s breasts while she was on the phone with his mom, Si-woo intended to humiliate and torment her to his heart's content while she spoke to Su-a.
He remembered his caresses while she was on the phone with his mother...
Though her voice had risen in a frantic, irritable tone during that call, Si-woo was certain that Aunt Seon-ju had actually enjoyed the thrill of that precarious situation, like walking a tightrope.
Aunt Seon-ju, like his mom or Aunt Gyu-ri, possessed a submissive tendency.
He could tell from the heated scent rising from her body like a vapor...
And from the minute tremors in her voice as she tried to suppress her moans...
The instinctive senses of a ruler inherent within Si-woo made the fact crystal clear to him.
As if demanding an answer, Si-woo grabbed Aunt Seon-ju’s large breasts firmly and gave them a twist.
"Ngh... Th-then... should I try calling her? It... it would be better to talk to Su-a, right?"
Aunt Seon-ju answered, yielding to Si-woo’s authority.
Si-woo relaxed his grip on her breasts and began to stroke her nipples with the tips of his thumbs.
"Haaaah~"
A deep sigh escaped Aunt Seon-ju, though it was unclear if it was out of relief from the release of his oppressive grip or a reaction to the stimulating caress.
The glans protruding from the end of his shaft, still wedged between her breasts, continued to humiliate her by tapping against her chin and cheeks.
—Smearing plenty of pre-cum over her chin, cheeks, and lips.
* * *
Aunt Seon-ju picked up her smartphone and dialed Su-a.
"Put it on speaker!"
Si-woo commanded her curtly.
"Yes... okay... I just have to put it on speaker, right?"
Answering submissively, Aunt Seon-ju pressed the speaker button on the call screen.
The loud ringing tone of the call to Su-a echoed from the phone in her hand.
Si-woo stroked Aunt Seon-ju’s head as if praising a well-behaved child.
Before she knew it, Si-woo’s penis had moved from between her breasts and was now resting against her cheek.
With his massive cock draped over her face, Si-woo began to bounce it against her skin, tapping her as if playing with a toy.
Aunt Seon-ju’s eyes were unfocused, seemingly intoxicated by Si-woo’s humiliating discipline.
"But... what if we keep doing this and I get so used to the pleasure that it becomes a habit? Hehe."
Aunt Seon-ju spoke to Si-woo, her body trembling uncontrollably as if she truly loved this new game they had stumbled upon.
"Then we can just do it every day like a habit! Honestly, the women in this house worry about the most useless things!"
Si-woo lowered his body over hers, pressing down before moving further down to start sucking on her breasts.
"Hng... ah..."
Aunt Seon-ju let out a startled sound at Si-woo’s sudden action.
The ringing stopped, and Su-a’s voice came through.
* * *
"Mom?"
Su-a answered the phone.
"Mmm~ Hey, sweetie~ How was school? ...What are you doing right now?"
Aunt Seon-ju struggled to greet her daughter normally even as Si-woo sucked on her breasts.
"Yeah... I just finished the chicken porridge Aunt Seon-mi bought for me, and now I'm doing homework with Se-young..."
Su-a’s bright voice chirped through the phone.
Si-woo pulled both of Aunt Seon-ju’s nipples together and took them into his mouth at once, concentrating his attack.
"Oh... haah... is that so? Nothing special happened?"
Aunt Seon-ju barely managed to speak while enduring Si-woo’s ministrations.
"Nope, nothing special~ Are you still at Si-woo Oppa’s house, Mom?"
Su-a continued the conversation casually.
Si-woo began to move his mouth slowly toward Aunt Seon-ju’s genitals.
His tongue trailed over her stomach and front pelvis, moving down toward the pubic bone above her smoothly groomed groin.
"Uh... right, Si-woo’s house... mmm... I think it’s going to take a little... ngh... while before I can get home, okay?"
Aunt Seon-ju spoke, her words punctuated by sharp intakes of breath.
As Si-woo’s tongue reached her more sensitive areas, her voice began to sound increasingly strained.
Si-woo spread Aunt Seon-ju’s legs slightly, positioning himself between them to carefully lick around the entrance of her cave-like fissure.
"Then are you coming home late today? How late? But Mom, why does your voice sound like that?"
Su-a asked, sounding suspicious as if she noticed something odd in her mother's tone.
The sound of Su-a’s suspicion seemed to act as a powerful stimulant for Si-woo.
"Oh~ Mom is just receiving something that feels really good from Si-woo right now... hng..."
Aunt Seon-ju answered while receiving Si-woo’s cunnilingus.
Si-woo was relentlessly licking and rolling her clitoris with the tip of his tongue.
"Something that feels good?"
"Yeah... a massage!! Si-woo... hng... promised to give me one before... I told him my legs were tired from standing all day... so he said he’d do it... and haah~ but... Si-woo’s massage technique is just too good... it’s so strong... haaa... if you do it like that... mmm... Si-woo!!"
Aunt Seon-ju’s body convulsed as she reached a climax.
Even though Si-woo hadn't told her to, she offered a long, rambling explanation, letting Su-a hear the moans of her orgasm.
"Mom, are you okay?"
Su-a asked, sounding worried.
"Mmm... Mom is fine~ Haa~ You should ask Si-woo Oppa for a... hng... massage later too, Su-a... It feels so good, you know?"
Aunt Seon-ju looked at Si-woo with glazed eyes, her body twitching as she spoke to her daughter.
She looked at him with a desperate expression.
It was as if she were seeking his permission to end the call.
Si-woo nodded with a satisfied look.
"Anyway... Mom might be late today, so don't worry and go to sleep early, okay?"
Aunt Seon-ju spoke hurriedly and hung up before Su-a could even respond.
* * *
Aunt Seon-ju set the smartphone aside and tried to catch her breath, savoring the afterglow of her climax.
She had barely finished the call with her daughter, having suppressed her moans—though they eventually burst out—under the weight of Si-woo’s caresses.
In that moment, Aunt Seon-ju had prioritized Si-woo’s instructions and commands far above her bond or affection for her daughter.
Si-woo found her so adorable and precious he could hardly stand it.
He climbed on top of her, sliding his arms under her neck and hugging her tight, almost like he was binding her.
Then, he began to kiss her neck, cheeks, and lips using the techniques he had learned from Se-hee Noona.
He started by gently rubbing his lips against hers, teasing her.
Despite having just reached a peak, Aunt Seon-ju’s body began to heat up again under Si-woo’s melting skill, giving her no time to recover.
Si-woo made a silent vow to drive Aunt Seon-ju to the brink of death with repeated orgasms tonight.
Along with the determination to make sure he got her pregnant...
"I really hope it's a daughter who looks just like you, Seon-ju."
Si-woo whispered his sincere wish into her ear.
Aunt Seon-ju wrapped her arms around his back and parted her lips for him.
Chuuup~ Mmph, chyuup~
The lewd, wet sound of their clashing lips filled the living room.
The tip of Si-woo’s tensed cock was perfectly aligned with the entrance to Aunt Seon-ju’s cave.
Now, Si-woo was about to achieve their second union, one where even their hearts felt connected.
The head of his penis began to slowly slide into her crevice.
* * *
Just then—
Clatter!!
The sound of the front door opening and closing echoed loudly through the house.
The two of them froze as if time had stopped, their eyes wide as they stared at each other.
A few seconds of dead silence followed.
"......!"
"......!!"
"......!!!"
"Si... Si-woo, get off me!!"
Aunt Seon-ju’s urgent voice broke the silence.
She pushed Si-woo aside and scrambled up.
"Huh? Oh!"
Si-woo was easily shoved away by her frantic strength.
Aunt Seon-ju grabbed her linen skirt and smartphone from the floor and bolted into the shower room.
Si-woo sat there, stunned by how quickly everything had happened.
He tried to clear his head and looked around.
Clothes were strewn everywhere, and the carpet and floor were damp.
The scent of lust filled the living room.
Someone was coming inside.
'I have to do something...'
Si-woo grabbed his pants from the floor and pulled them on.
Then, he stuffed Aunt Seon-ju’s orange panties, which were lying nearby, into his pocket.
There was no way to calm his erection immediately.
Just as he was wondering how to clean up the stains on the floor, the door to the living room opened.
"Si-woo, I'm home~"
It was Se-hee Noona, entering with white plastic bags full of groceries in both hands.
"Oh... Se-hee Noona?"
Si-woo answered reflexively from the living room.
"Huh? Is Aunt Seon-ju here?"
Se-hee Noona asked, having spotted Aunt Seon-ju’s pink high heels in the entryway.
She took off her shoes and stepped into the house.
Her eyes met Si-woo’s, who was sitting awkwardly on his knees on the living room floor.
The sound of water running in the shower.
The disheveled state of the living room.
The warm, pungent scent of sexual fluids lingering in the air.
And Si-woo’s panicked face.
Se-hee Noona’s expression slowly began to harden.