Would You Check It Yourself, Ma'am?
I knew the auntie was going to lecture me. After all, she'd seen me going at it hard with Lee Seo noona, and from an adult's perspective, it probably looked like I was treating her sister too roughly. So I braced myself for a scolding.
But instead of that, she asked if I had any worries. And not just any worries—specifically if my desires were overflowing to the point of causing problems. I couldn't figure out how she'd arrived at that conclusion.
"Me?"
"I thought about it carefully after watching the way you two express affection. Do you always do it like that? It looked very familiar to you both."
"Well… yeah."
When I answered honestly, the auntie spoke with a serious expression.
"It's perfectly possible for lovers to occasionally enjoy something special by mutual consent. But if the rough way Jihoon was doing it has become a repeated pattern, that could indicate a problem."
"What kind of problem?"
"The cause of repeatedly engaging in rough, violent sexual acts is often rooted in distorted sexual values. This could stem from negative influences from media during the period when values are being formed, or it could be because excessive sexual desire drives the search for stronger stimulation."
"Ah…."
It sounded like something straight out of a middle or high school sex education class, or one of those medical YouTube channels.
"Right now, Jihoon, it seems like you're enjoying the kind of acts that provide intense stimulation. How many minutes does it usually take when you're with Lee Seo?"
I never imagined I'd be having this kind of conversation with the auntie. Still, since she was genuinely worried, I felt like I should answer properly.
"I'm not sure exactly how long it takes each time I finish. But once we start, it usually lasts for hours. Up to four hours…?"
"What? You're saying you do it nonstop for four hours?"
"Yes."
"…Jihoon."
Why was she looking at me like that? The auntie's expression had grown grave.
"For an ordinary person, lasting four hours is impossible. It seems like you're pushing yourself too hard to keep going. Becoming overly fixated on relieving sexual desire is also a problem that arises when libido is excessively high."
"I'm not sure… I don't really feel like there's a problem…."
"No, Jihoon. Right now, you're in a state of addiction to sexual stimulation. If this continues, you might lose the ability to get excited from normal acts, and various side effects could appear. Before that happens, you need to learn how to properly regulate your sexual desires."
I was grateful for her concern, but it was also awkward. Of course, since her profession was as a sex-related counselor, her reaction was completely understandable. Still, textbook content doesn't always match reality, does it? I stayed quiet and listened because refusing felt rude, but her worries weren't really hitting home with me.
"After you started dating Lee Seo, have you ever relieved yourself through masturbation?"
"Since I have Lee Seo noona, I barely do it anymore."
"As expected. It's natural to relieve it with your partner, but if your desires are overflowing, it's also considerate to handle it alone so you don't burden them."
"Ah… yes."
Sorry to say it, but I started wanting to go home quickly. No, to be precise, being with the auntie was nice, but I wanted to end this particular topic. However, she—who treated me like her own son—didn't stop worrying about me.
"What kind of method do you use for masturbation? When sexual desire is excessive, people tend to want quick relief, which often leads to incorrect masturbation habits."
"Explaining that is a bit awkward…."
"Hmm, is it? …This won't do. Jihoon, could you take off your pants? Take it out so I can see."
"Excuse me?! Why all of a sudden?"
While I struggled to hide my bewilderment, the auntie remained completely serious.
"If you're doing it for four hours at a time, excessive stimulation could be damaging your genitals. If we don't catch external problems early, it could become serious, so let me take a look."
"You know how to check for that too?"
"I've studied all sorts of things since I was young. I know it's embarrassing, but could you think of it as visiting a hospital and take them off?"
I absolutely didn't think the auntie had any impure intentions. And honestly, in front of a beautiful woman like her, exposing myself wouldn't be all that unpleasant. Even so, was it really okay to drop my pants in front of someone I'd known since childhood?
"…."
"Auntie is really worried about you, Jihoon."
Seeing me hesitate, she looked at me with earnest, pleading eyes. In the end, I did as she asked and pulled down my pants and underwear.
"Oh, my…."
"What's wrong?"
"Hm? Ah, no. It's just been so long since I've seen one in person…."
Her face flushed bright red. It was kind of cute how this grown woman was reacting like a shy girl upon seeing a dick. That didn't make the situation—sitting on the bed with my exposed cock in front of the auntie—any less mortifying, though.
"Sorry. Let me examine it a bit, okay?"
"…Yes."
She got down from the chair, knelt in front of my crotch, and took my limp cock in her trembling hand. Then she began lifting and turning it in various directions, inspecting it with the eyes of a professional.
"No wounds or inflammation on the outer skin… the urethra isn't swollen either…."
Sorry for thinking this while she was being so serious, but the way her soft hand was touching me was making me feel it whether I wanted to or not. As I'd mentioned before, the auntie saw me as a son, but I didn't see her as a mother figure. That doesn't mean I was ungrateful for her kindness—it was just that she was so young and beautiful that she felt more like an older sister than a mom. And now that same woman was fondling my cock with her slender, long fingers, so blood was inevitably rushing to my groin whether I liked it or not.
"No inflammation or excessive blood flow in the glans either. Surprisingly, there don't seem to be any major—um, uh… Jihoon?"
"Yes?"
"It's… getting bigger…."
"I'm sorry. I can't really control this on my own."
"N-no, it's okay! I knew it was a natural reaction, but I still got flustered. Sorry."
Even as the auntie apologized, my cock continued to swell. Though her hand had pulled away, my erection had fully returned with a vengeance.
"Ah…."
The auntie's gaze refused to leave my cock. All her efforts to maintain an educator's composure had crumbled, replaced by the expression of a woman overwhelmed by her partner's sexual superiority. Was it because I'd never seen that look on her face before? The arousal I'd been desperately denying began to shake my reason little by little. At the same time, it blurred the guilt of the fact that she was someone I'd known since I was a child.
"Auntie. Is mine really okay? No problems?"
"Huh? Y-yeah. Fortunately, it's fine. From now on, you should reduce the frequency of intercourse a little and instead regulate your desires through proper masturbation habits—"
"Are you sure it's really okay? Now that you've said all that, I'm starting to worry. Please examine it properly."
"I-I did examine it properly… oh my!"
I stood up and thrust my cock right in front of her face.
"Please. Take another look."
"Th-that is…."
She turned her head away in surprise, but slowly looked back at my cock. The moment her eyes met it again, they widened like a startled rabbit. The usual kindness and composure in her expression had completely vanished.
"How does it look?"
"It's… incredibly big and thick… so hot that I can feel the heat radiating toward me…."
"Sorry? That's not what I was asking about."
"Aah! S-sorry! There's no problem at all, so you don't need to worry…."
"Phew, that's a relief."
Her eyes showed no sign of leaving my cock. So she could make an expression like this too. The lewd look on her face—one I'd only ever imagined and thought I'd never actually see—was more than enough to make me bolder.
"Auntie. You said earlier that I need to regulate my desires through proper masturbation habits, right?"
"Y-yes, I did…?"
"I'm not sure if the way I do it is correct. Could you watch and tell me if I'm doing it properly?"
"Watch you…?"
"Yes. I don't know the right method."
"But watching someone masturbate is a bit… I'm sure you can find the proper method on the internet."
Even in the face of her perfectly reasonable response, I pressed on without backing down.
"Having someone watch and correct you in person is more effective than just looking it up online. I want to fix my sexual desire problem too, but there's no one I can ask except you, Auntie. I can't exactly go to a hospital and ask them to watch me masturbate, can I?"
"…."
The silence stretched as long as her internal conflict. Then, after a moment, the answer came.
"O-okay…."
It seemed the auntie was right—I really did have excessive sexual desire. After all, I was even using her sincere kindness toward me as a means to relieve that desire. But by now, my brain had already been persuaded not by the voice of conscience, but by raw, animalistic arousal.
"Then I'll start."
"U-um…."
In front of the auntie, who was still kneeling before me, I wrapped my fingers around the shaft of my cock as if putting on a show. Looking down at her, I began stroking myself.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick!
"Y-you shouldn't do it so roughly…."
"Sorry…!"
I apologized, but I didn't slow down at all. The surreal situation of masturbating in front of the auntie. The sense of immorality knowing that Lee Seo noona—who had no idea this was happening—was busy streaming in her room. It all made my hand move on its own.
"Kgh!"
"Doesn't that hurt when you do it like that…?"
Strangely, it felt much better than any masturbation I'd done before. The auntie's face, unable to tear her eyes away from my cock, was more stimulating than any porn.
Slap, slap, slap, slap!
Wanting to show her better, I tilted my upward-pointing cock forward. If I leaned my hips just a little, the glans would touch the tip of her nose. Maintaining that precarious distance, I continued masturbating.
"Haa…."
Her pupils shook violently, yet she never let my cock leave her field of vision. At that moment, the auntie unconsciously inhaled the scent. There was no overly obvious reaction—just a slight furrowing of her brows before it returned to normal. But as she watched me masturbate, she was secretly breathing in the smell of my cock through her nose.
"Auntie, you're watching properly, right?"
"Huh? Y-yeah…."
It was obviously a lie. At first, she might have been watching to correct my masturbation habits, but now it was clear she was simply observing my cock out of pure sexual curiosity. Otherwise, there was no way she'd be flaring her nostrils to smell my cock while blushing all the way to her ears and the tips of her cheeks, her gaze fixed on my crotch.
Slap, slap, slap, slap!
The more the pressure built in my lower body, the more intense the act became. Before I knew it, the auntie was holding her breath, completely absorbed in the sight before her. That sight excited me for reasons I couldn't explain, and finally, unable to hold back, I exploded with the urge to cum.
"Auntie…!"
"Huh? Kyaaak!"
I ended up spraying semen all over her defenseless face. I hadn't intended to do that at first, but once I got worked up in the middle, I couldn't stop.
"Th-this is…."
The auntie looked flustered and at a complete loss. I quickly grabbed some tissues from the room and wiped the semen off her face and body.
"I'm sorry. Once I start, I can't control it properly…."
"I-it's okay. That can happen…."
"How was I? Do I really have a problem?"
"Problem? Ah, well…."
The dazed auntie finally came back to her senses and spoke.
"You're doing it too strongly, so… it would be good to do it more gently so you don't overstimulate your genitals."
"Gently, without being excessive?"
"Y-yes, that's right…."
She was giving me helpful advice, but her eyes kept sneaking glances back at my crotch. Thanks to that, the pleasure I'd felt while performing such a lewd act in front of her came rushing back. It had been so intense that the desire to feel it again surged within me.
"…."
I knew I shouldn't see the auntie as a sexual object. Harboring dirty thoughts toward the benefactor who had cared for me when I was left alone in the world would make me no better than a beast. That's why, even when looking for new targets for Sexmuwiki, I'd always pushed her out of my mind whenever she floated to the surface. But the moment I crossed the line I'd been desperately maintaining, that sense of immorality brought me an excitement unlike anything before.
…Yeah. I've already crossed the line a long time ago anyway.
I was already dating two women at the same time. Adding one more thing that others wouldn't understand wouldn't change much. So, just as I'd decided before, I would use Sexmuwiki as an excuse and stay true to my desires.
"Just hearing it doesn't really give me a clear idea. Could you teach me directly?"
"D-directly?"
She looked half-doubting whether she'd heard correctly. I spoke clearly so she wouldn't misunderstand.
"I'd like you to show me the proper masturbation method… using mine, Auntie."