The Most Delicious Thing Mom Made (5)
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He set the spoon down for a moment and spat out his refreshing load of semen. Leaning back slightly, he looked down at Min Deulle.
Min Deulle, frozen with his cock fully swallowed down her throat.
She's gotten used to this now, huh.
At first, she couldn't even properly take his dick in her mouth. He'd had to force her head down just to get her to accept it. Later, every time he came, semen would back up through her nose and mouth.
Now not a single drop is leaking out...
Min Deulle was changing, bit by bit. He'd remade her into this.
Puha—! Only after he'd fully unloaded did Min Deulle finally release his cock. She coughed loudly, catching her breath. But even in that moment, as if desperate to stay glued to him, she rested her head on his thigh and grasped his now-flaccid shaft with her hand.
"H-how... how was it? This time I really... swallowed every last drop without spilling."
Min Deulle looked up at him with eyes pleading for praise. She planted kiss after kiss on his cock, even gently licking the oversensitive glans right after his orgasm. Her eyes were misty, the corners damp with tears from the ordeal.
How could he ignore that?
"Good girl. That felt amazing. Consider the thing with Min Ari water under the bridge."
"Ah... If only I could get forgiveness like this in reality too..."
"Try it once. See what happens."
"Y-yes...?"
In reality, he'd already forgiven her. Hell, he hadn't even been that mad to begin with.
"Next time we're alone, give me a blowjob. Tell me to forget it happened. Just like that."
"H-how could I... That'd just make my image even worse."
"Nah. The real me's just as much of a perv as your Uju-mong oppa."
"......"
She tilted her head for a second, then sat up.
"Oppa, wait... are you...?"
"Yeah? What's up?"
Min Deulle hesitated, searching for words, then shook her head side to side.
"Nothing. I just had a dumb thought for a sec..."
"Deulle-ya. We're done. Come out and eat."
"Ah, yeah. One sec."
Dutiful as ever, Min Deulle took his cock back into her mouth. She suckled at the shrunken member with wet pops, cleaning away every trace of semen so he wouldn't feel sticky.
She does cleanup fellatio on her own now, without me even asking.
The real Min Deulle was still a virgin. But watching her kneel between his legs like this, there was no other word for it but bitch in heat.
Sorry, Deulle-ya. I turned you into this. But I'll make it a dream so good you'll never forget it.
The dream wasn't over yet. It was barely getting started.
The buff where photos or videos taken in dreams save to the real photo gallery too. Can't end the dream without testing out the 100,000 won purchase properly.
He fiddled with the phone on the table. Then he glanced at Yeonhwa quietly eating her meal and at elder sister Jangmi.
Perfect timing. Can't fuck those two, but I can snap plenty of pics of their naked bodies to take home.
Normally, the dream would end here: Min Deulle mounting him, riding his cock, creampie, fade to black. But he'd massively rewritten that finale.
"Ah, umma. After we eat, can I borrow the living room sofa?"
"Hm? Why the sofa?"
"I wanna take it slow on the sofa... mix bodies with Deulle properly. Gotta savor every inch, or it'd be rude to you and her."
In other words: I'm gonna fuck your daughter on the living room sofa after dinner, bold as brass.
"Oh my, you must really like Deulle, huh?"
"She takes after you, umma. Tastes just as good."
"......"
Yeonhwa, who'd been responding smoothly, flinched for a moment. Elder sister Jangmi, who'd been watching, chimed in from the side.
"Mom, when'd you sleep with Jumoong?"
"W-what are you saying! What would a hag like me have that Jumoong-ssi... wants..."
"Wanna join too, umma? Sofa looks plenty big."
Jangmi noona gaped at his words.
"What the... If you're gonna invite someone, shouldn't it be me first? What's this? Why her and not me?"
At this point, was common sense even worth debating?
"Mom, why aren't you saying no? Tell him it's not okay."
"If Jumoong-ssi and Deulle are happy..."
Yeonhwa covered her mouth shyly, turning her head away. When manipulating the dream, he'd been curious what reaction Yeonhwa would give if invited to a threesome. So he'd specified a detailed one.
In other words... if this exact situation happened in reality, she'd accept the 3P. That's what it means, right?
His heart skipped a beat. The image of Yeonhwa stroking his cock eagerly in the apartment playground overlapped with her shy demeanor now.
"Fine, I'll do it instead. Better than watching Mom and my little sis get taken by the same guy."
"What are you all talking about!"
Min Deulle raised her voice, picking up her chopsticks.
"Oppa is mine. You all just watch. Here, oppa, try this. It's super tasty."
Min Deulle changed the subject by putting side dishes in his bowl. He smiled faintly and lifted his spoon.
......
This damn dream keeps veering into weird territory every chance it gets! Why? Is it really a side effect of the drug?
The dream's clarity was great. As realistic as all his previous ones. Mom's cooking tasted real, and the semen flavor lingered no matter how much food he swallowed. That's why it burned even more.
She was terrified oppa would embrace another woman. That she'd vanish and Mom or unni would claim him. That they'd kiss for tens of minutes, glued together.
That she'd wake without feeling her womb swell full in this vivid dream.
"This is memorable. Should we take a pic?"
As dinner wound down, oppa pulled out his smartphone and said that. She had to tilt her head.
What, was this a tourist spot? Who takes photos during a home-cooked meal?
Click—!
The phone camera shutter rang. Luckily, the first shot was of her. He must be drawn to the youngest among them.
Click—! Click—!
Naked... it's kinda embarrassing.
But she didn't shrink away. To excite him more, she turned toward him boldly, spreading her legs to bare everything.
"Little sis, why spread your legs like that?"
Elder unni nagged, but she ignored it.
"These days, people... take pics of good food before eating. Pretty plating makes it taste better too."
Each shutter click made her body twitch. Something trickled from her already damp hole, wet from the fellatio. Anticipation and arousal overflowing.
She spread herself wider with both hands for a better view.
"Nice. Next, Jangmi noona."
"Huh? Me too?"
"Stand up? Your figure looks killer even sitting."
"Yeah? I'm not doing anything special though..."
Unni rose naturally, striking poses. She frowned immediately.
Her big sis, naked and modeling. Every gesture felt lewd. Living between pharmacy and home, yet her body was perfectly proportioned. Beautiful breast shape, flashy idol face that suited her red hair perfectly.
When'd she trim her pubes? Waxing salon? Why? No boyfriend? Or just 'cause it's a dream?
Another shutter click, and oppa's cock twitched up and down. Unni glanced down casually, staring right at it.
"Mom next!"
She quickly pulled Mom to her feet. Worried he'd set the phone down and go to unni instead, she barged in.
"I'm good. Can't pose... and I'm not as neat and tidy as you girls."
Mom pushed her aside lightly and grabbed her bowl. Then she scurried off to the kitchen sink.
"Then umma can clear the table naturally. I'll handle the pics."
"Y-you sure?"
Click—! Click—!
Mom flinched at each snap. Her reddened ears and camera awareness looked oddly cute. Mom's youthful, well-maintained body was no joke. Enemies everywhere.
She couldn't let her guard down until she properly connected with oppa. Until she took his creampie.
"Alright, pics are good... "
Thank god, oppa looked her way. Fine. Process didn't matter. Even if the dream warped weirdly. As long as she got him in the end.
"Oppa, sh-should we head to the sofa?"
"Nah. Thinking about it, sofa's meh. Better on the bed like first time."
"Then my room."
Bringing oppa to her room. Rolling around with him on her bed.
I can savor this forever as side dish!
Every night in bed, she'd relive this dream. And maybe make it reality, turning it prophetic.
But oppa stared silently at his phone, then said something weird.
"Deulle-ya. Which one's Ari's room."
"Y-yes...?"
"Let's go to Ari's room."