Chapter 96
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 96
The uncertain suspicions cleared away, and everything finally seemed to become clear.
Se-hee Noona knew the password to Si-woo’s smartphone.
Last night, and the night before that, Se-hee Noona had been secretly checking Si-woo’s phone while he was asleep.
Most of the family secrets Si-woo harbored—the things only he was supposed to know—must have been revealed to her by now.
She might have even seen Aunt Gyu-ri’s Slave Contract.
And his father’s name, written there as the one leasing the slave...
If she had seen the video sent by Aunt Seon-ju and Aunt Gyu-ri’s Slave Contract, she would know exactly what kind of person their father was.
Was Se-hee Noona really okay with all of this?
* * *
Si-woo played the new video, the notification for which had already been cleared.
It was the video his aunt had sent last night—the one Se-hee Noona must have already watched.
On the screen, under a bright light, Aunt Seon-ju was lying on a bed, nursing Se-young.
She was lying on her side, her upper body bare, offering her breast to the girl.
It was the video she had promised to take and send while texting Si-woo before she went home yesterday.
Aunt Seon-ju’s massive, tempting breasts, which he wanted to grab right then and there, were pressed down toward Se-young.
It seemed true that Se-young slept while suckling on Aunt Seon-ju’s breast instead of her own mother’s.
Si-woo wondered if Se-young would sleep with anyone in the family as long as they had large breasts.
He briefly imagined Se-young suckling on Se-hee Noona’s breasts.
Just the thought of it made him feel like he was drowning in pleasure.
Se-young was wearing the pink frill pajamas Si-woo had bought for her.
She looked as though she were nursing on Aunt Seon-ju’s breast even while fast asleep.
Aunt Seon-ju had her arm tucked under Se-young’s head like a pillow.
With her other hand, she was making a V-sign toward the camera.
'Wait...'
Si-woo suddenly felt something was off.
Aunt Seon-ju wasn't the one filming the video.
'Then who is?'
There was only one person Si-woo could think of.
Su-a...
Su-a was right there, filming her own mother nursing Se-young.
Si-woo’s cock, already bulging inside his pants, throbbed again, growing so hard it felt like it might burst.
Was Su-a also watching her mother nurse Se-young with a sexual gaze?
Then there was the shocking photo of Su-a that his aunt had sent yesterday.
In that photo, Su-a was kneeling with her legs spread, her hands forced behind her head.
She was bound in restraints...
Her eyes were covered by a blindfold, and a sign hung around her neck.
The sign clearly stated that she was looking for a new master.
On top of that, Aunt Seon-ju had told him he could do whatever he wanted with her.
Did this mean that if Si-woo wanted it, Aunt Seon-ju would hand Su-a over to him as a slave at any time?
Could it be for real?
Si-woo imagined thrusting his massive cock into that pristine cave, still untainted, right in front of Aunt Seon-ju.
His heart began to race even faster than before.
* * *
Se-young’s lips twitched and moved in her sleep.
Aunt Seon-ju stroked Se-young’s hair for a long time.
Once Se-young was in a deep sleep, Aunt Seon-ju gently pushed the girl’s head back and pulled her nipple out of Se-young’s mouth.
A small, sharp intake of breath escaped Aunt Seon-ju’s lips, as if she felt the stimulation.
Her erect nipple glistened, slick with saliva.
Aunt Seon-ju pointed that perky nipple toward the camera.
Then, after flashing a smirk at the lens, she slid her hand under the blanket covering her lower body and began to fidget, as if removing something.
When her hand emerged from under the blanket, it held a scrap of orange fabric.
It was the orange panties she had been wearing today, the ones stained with his semen.
—I told you that you could take them off if you sent me a video of you nursing Se-young.—
"I kept wearing these panties just to show how much I regret being so cheeky to you~ Hehe~"
In the video, Aunt Seon-ju spoke toward the camera as if addressing Si-woo directly.
"I kept them soaked so your semen wouldn't dry out... You'll forgive me, right?"
Aunt Seon-ju brought the orange panties she had just taken off right up to the camera Su-a was holding.
—Her voice was coquettish, her expression feigning a pitiful look...—
The panties captured in the close-up were drenched and slimy, a mess of semen and slick pussy fluid.
"Look at this~ Yours kept leaking out of me even while I was inside~~"
Aunt Seon-ju displayed her wet panties as if she were proud of them.
It seemed the semen Si-woo had poured into her vagina had finally trickled down, thoroughly soaking the orange underwear.
Aunt Seon-ju looked at the camera with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Wait a second, honey, I'll show you something fun~"
After saying that, she suddenly brought the front of the panties to her mouth.
Using her tongue, she began to lick and gather the fluids smeared on the fabric.
"It’s so thick~?! I wonder if this will be a bit stimulating? Keke."
After saying that, she took the panties and rubbed them against the nipple Se-young had been suckling just moments ago.
The mixture of semen and pussy fluid from the panties was smeared so heavily onto the tip of her breast that it was clearly visible.
The visual alone was incredibly provocative.
At first, Si-woo watched with confusion, wondering what she was doing.
But after watching for a moment, he realized what her intention was.
His breath hitched, and he froze as he watched her next move.
Aunt Seon-ju guided the nipple, now coated in Si-woo’s semen and her own pussy fluid, back into Se-young’s mouth.
As soon as the nipple touched her lips, the sleeping Se-young began to suckle on it again like an infant.
The semen and pussy fluid smeared on the nipple were being sucked right into Se-young’s mouth.
Si-woo’s fire rod throbbed, the veins bulging as if it were about to explode.
He immediately stripped off his clothes and began to jerk his massively erect shaft.
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
He felt like he didn't care anymore if Se-hee Noona came out of the shower and saw him.
She already knew everything anyway.
What would happen if she finished her shower, came out, and saw him masturbating to this video?
At the very least, she would finally know exactly what kind of videos he watched while he pleasured himself.
* * *
Se-hee Noona must have realized while watching the video that she would be caught snooping through his phone.
—Because the text message notification had disappeared.—
And yet, why hadn't she said anything to him?
Even when she found out about the sexual relationship between Si-woo and his mother, her attitude had only turned cold; she never mentioned it directly.
That silence of hers made Si-woo feel anxious and frustrated.
He shook his cock with a sense of near-desperation.
As he approached the peak of his self-pleasure, a thought struck him: he wanted to show Se-hee Noona his uncontrollable lust and desire for his family.
An impulsive, maddening urge to rape her surged within him.
Holding his massive, rock-hard rod that was on the verge of ejaculation, Si-woo headed toward the shower room where Se-hee Noona was.
Entering the changing area, he saw the clothes she had taken off.
A white tank top jersey soaked in sweat and black leggings.
And the grey sports bra and grey panties she had worn underneath.
Si-woo picked up her discarded panties and checked the front.
They were heavily soaked with a slick fluid mixed with sweat.
Was it from when she gave him oral?
Or was it from seeing his erection while they were jogging?
Knowing how lewd and depraved Se-hee Noona actually was, it might have been both.
He could see a flesh-colored silhouette through the glass door.
Se-hee Noona was meticulously washing every part of her body in front of the running shower, likely lathering herself with soap.
Si-woo’s heart hammered against his ribs as if it were trying to escape.
He took a deep breath.
"Se-hee Noona! I'm coming in!!!"
Without any further explanation, Si-woo shouted and threw open the shower door, barging inside.
"What?!!"
Se-hee Noona spun around, looking startled.
"We don't have time! I'm washing with you!!"
Si-woo stepped forward, pressing his sweat-drenched body against hers. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her close.
With her arms and shoulders pinned, her movements became restricted.
As Si-woo’s chest pressed against her back, his large organ brushed against her slippery buttocks.
"Wh... what are you doing?!!"
Se-hee Noona spoke in a panicked tone, twisting her body slightly to try and escape his grasp.
Si-woo held her tight from behind, completely restraining her.
"Why are you pretending not to know?"
Si-woo buried his face in her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her neck and torso so she couldn't get away.
"Wh... what do you mean?"
She continued to writhe, asking as if she had no idea what he was talking about.
"I said, why are you playing dumb when you already know everything!!?"
Si-woo tightened his grip, his arms squeezing her as he barked the question at her.
"......"
Startled by his raised voice, Se-hee Noona fell silent.
As if giving up on resistance, she let her body go limp and remained quiet.
Si-woo reached around and grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing it firmly in his hand.
Then, he pressed his lips against the nape of her neck, where his face had been buried.
His other hand slid down to her groin, finding her clitoris and beginning to rub it vigorously.