The Tastiest Thing Mom Ever Made (7)
"Ahh... ♥" Oppa starts to move.
Having captured enough of him just buried still inside me, he begins to shift slowly, filming me with the camera. Even those tiny movements send waves of pleasure through me—I can't help it.
No loud slapping of flesh against flesh. No wet sounds from our sexes rubbing together. Just the gentle scrape of him drawing out my inner walls, then carefully parting them again.
The feeling of him spreading me open... it... it's too good.
Was I born a woman for this moment? Born with this body to clench tight around Oppa's cock, to be molded to its size?
Then Oppa leans forward, pressing his body flush against mine. The realistic weight of him startles me. The sensation of him pinning me down. Being helpless beneath this man—it's thrilling in a way I can't even describe.
*Slurp—* *Suck—* Oppa latches onto my breast with his mouth. He turns his head sideways, filming himself like that.
He looks like a baby... If I had Oppa's child... and nursed our baby... would it feel like this?
I turn my head to glance at the camera screen. Oppa's lips play obscenely with my nipple, captured in stark detail. It makes me so happy I stroke his hair. Oppa sucking greedily at my breast—he's just too adorable.
I wish you'd keep looking only at me like this forever...
But then, the exact opposite of my wish unfolds.
"Whoa, so it all fits inside."
Big Sis strides boldly into the room. Her red hair sways as she comes right up to the bedside. My heart plummets.
Why... why her, at this timing? No way, right? It's not heading in some weird direction again, is it?
Anxiety creeps up on me. Seeing Mom following behind Big Sis makes it worse.
"Our little Dandelion looks like she's in heaven. How is she, Uju-mong? Does Min Deulle suit your taste?"
What the hell is she saying? Why come in here just to embarrass me?
"Yeah, she's delicious."
Oppa rocks his hips casually, like it's nothing. No—if anything, he seems even more into it. His movements quicken, and the cock inside me hardens further.
"She's the tastiest thing I've had all day."
"Hng... ♥"
Without even glancing at Mom or Sis, Oppa nips at my nipple in a surprise attack. I let out a weird moan right in front of my family. I turn my head toward the window, focusing only on Oppa. Just pretend Sis and Mom aren't here. Pretend it's just Oppa and me alone in this room. Maybe that'll make it feel a little better.
"Hard to hold and thrust like this, huh, Jangmi noona."
Oppa slowly straightens up. He places a hand on my breast, pressing down on it to lift his torso. With his other hand, he reaches out and hands Sis the smartphone.
"Mind filming us with this?"
"Sure. How'd you know I'm good at shooting these videos?"
Ignoring how I feel, Sis takes the phone right away.
"Deulle, look at Oppa. Where are you even looking?"
*Smack—!* I clamp my mouth shut, swallowing the moan. Oppa swings his hips, slapping my right breast upward. Sis looms above, looking down at me. Mom stands right beside her, staring at our joined lower halves.
"Hands up, no covering your face."
"Y... yeah..."
This feels weird. Uncomfortable. Embarrassing. But no less...
"Haa... ♥ O... Oppa."
It feels so damn good.
...
Min Deulle writhes beneath me. At first, her movements are sluggish. She's probably distracted by Yeonhwa and Jangmi noona, unable to focus. But that's only for a moment.
The more I churn her pussy with my cock, the more I turn commanding in my words and actions, the better she responds.
"O... Oppa... deeper... ♥ Pound me... with all your strength... ♥"
As she begs, I slam my hips forward with full force. Our lower bodies collide, and she gulps in a huge breath. Min Jangmi records it all on video. Su Yeonhwa watches her getting fucked daughter in silence. I grind my pelvis in circles, savoring Min Deulle's tight grip.
Getting close to blowing my first load.
Naturally, I slide my hand toward her neck. No words needed—expectation flickers in Min Deulle's eyes.
"Eek... ♥"
I gently squeeze her throat and rock my hips. She starts moaning freely, deeply satisfied. Like Mom and Sis don't even exist anymore. Like she's going insane from how good this moment feels.
I hold back my release to the limit. With my cock on the verge of exploding, I ravage her body, and only at the very last second do I yank it out.
"N... no... ♥"
Min Deulle hooks her legs around my waist in protest, but I grab her hips with both hands and pull free hard.
*Spluuuurt—!!! Spluuuurt—!!! Spurt—!!!*
Perched precariously on Min Deulle's belly, I unleash my cum. If I'd creampied her right then, it would've felt amazing. Filling her womb while enjoying that flawless clench.
But that would've... woken her from the dream right away. Can't have that yet.
Jangmi noona lets out a small gasp of admiration.
"Whoa... h... how do you cum that much?"
She keeps filming the whole thing. I don't just stop—I whip my hips sideways.
*Spluuuurt—!!!*
I shake the shaft by hand, firing off thick ropes forcefully. Not at Min Deulle, but toward the spectators watching from beside the bed.
"Oh my!"
"Whoaaa...!"
Yeonhwa closes her eyes and freezes. Jangmi noona, phone in hand, jumps back with a yelp. The vigorous spurts soil Yeonhwa's face and splatter onto Jangmi noona's body.
Buying that buff... was the best decision ever.
Taking commemorative photos, asking for someone to film, even spraying cum like this—I'd thought none of it possible. During the Nude Stroll scenario, no matter what, I couldn't command Min Ari to do anything else. I could only shake her off and go walking with Min Deulle. So I forcibly groped her tits and kissed her to rewind time. I exploited the rule that time reverses if the dream deviates from the scenario, teasing Min Ari endlessly until I got bored.
Of course, similar issues cropped up when editing this dream. The core frame—Su Yeonhwa and Min Jangmi watch Min Deulle get fucked and grow envious. They try to take her place. But I can't fuck them—couldn't be changed.
"T... to think we could enjoy such a magnificent cock. I'm so jealous. Need some help from Mom if you're tired?"
"Hold on. Today we're serving Uju-mong what Mom made, right? Shouldn't I spread my legs instead?"
Yeonhwa, covered in my cum, still envious of Min Deulle. Jangmi noona keeps filming, not even wiping the semen trickling down her body.
This is all possible... because I bought that limited-time buff.
Before sleeping, I'd tinkered with the app, running all sorts of experiments. Trying for a double blowjob... smearing whipped cream on tits and taking turns licking... all kinds of wild ideas. But the Dream Manipulation App always popped up messages demanding more characters. Except, restrictions were looser for photo and video shooting.
I couldn't outright suck or fuck any one of them. But snapping group photos after "dinner" or asking for proxy filming? Those were doable.
Got to test everything. You only learn by buying and trying. Without that buff, I'd never have known this was possible.
Then, Min Deulle struggles to sit up, murmuring.
"O... Oppa. Let me... clean you up with my mouth."
Still not fully over her climax, she crawls toward me. Face down on the bed, she starts sucking my cock right away.
"Worried I'll go to Yeonhwa or Jangmi noona instead?"
"..."
"Cute."
No answer comes. But the way she diligently swirls her tongue to clean me up shows how anxious she is. I sit back comfortably, stroking her hair.
No need to tell her she's the only one I can fuck in this dream.
"It's fine. Oppa won't run off. Take your time sucking."
Savoring the afterglow, I slowly look around. My favorite girl's room. On Ari's bed where she normally sleeps, getting a blowjob from Deulle. Yeonhwa licks her lips with my cum on her face. Jangmi noona films the whole scene.
A sight impossible in reality... Perfect jerk-off material. I'll be fapping to this forever.