Chapter 71
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: The Aunt's Dripping Secret
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"You gonna tell Mom? That your nephew beat your ass and you're drooling pussy juice, Aunt?"
The skirt that had barely been covering her knees flipped up with a flick of my palm.
And beneath it appeared a pair of beige panties with a tantalizing sheen—something that didn't quite suit an "aunt."
"Kyaaah! What the hell are you doing?!"
But those panties were a little off.
A small stain was spreading like a dot right where it looked like she'd pissed herself.
SMACK!!
"Kya, kyaaaaah!!"
My palm struck the "aunt's" ass once more.
The satisfying thud of bare skin on skin reverberated through my hand.
Her once-pale "aunt's" ass flushed red in the perfect shape of my hand in an instant.
And that tiny stain was growing larger than before.
"Ha…."
I'd suspected as much, and sure enough, brutality was the answer.
The sex fantasy hidden behind the filter turned out to be masochistic after all—her body reacted every time she got spanked like this.
SMACK!!
"Kyaaak! S-stop hitting meee!!"
I could feel the "aunt's" body writhing on my lap, her heart pounding like it might burst, her breaths coming faster and faster.
It was the same this time too.
The stain under her panties was spreading even more.
"…Aunt."
There was no reply from the "aunt."
She was just frantically pulling her flipped-up skirt back down.
Desperate to hide those panties from my view.
"Y-you! I'm gonna tell your mom everything!!"
"…Tell her what exactly? That I spanked your ass? Or that you got your ass beat by me and ended up… drooling pussy juice like this?"
"Kya, kyaaaak!!"
My middle finger dug between her ass cheeks.
And the tip touched damp, soaked panties.
"…I never knew our aunt was such a slut."
I held up my middle finger, glistening with her pussy juice, right in front of her.
Then I rubbed my thumb and middle finger together, making a sticky, squelching sound.
"N-nooo!!"
Even after seeing it with her own two eyes, she denied it.
She kept shaking her head, thrashing her body.
But my arms held the "aunt" firmly in place.
I sat her facing me on my lap.
"Ha… haa, let… let me go, and I won't say a word… so please, let me go…."
The "aunt" surrendered quickly.
She dropped her gaze and made that plea.
"Heh… whether you tell Mom or not… that's not important anymore."
I pulled the "aunt," who was slipping right into my arms, into a tight embrace.
With her face resting on my shoulder, I whispered into her ear.
"Hng, hngh… Y-your mom's coming… so let me go quick!!"
She didn't want "Mom" to see her like this.
Didn't want her to see how she'd gotten her ass beat by me and was now leaking pussy juice everywhere.
"You forgot the 'please' at the front."
"…W-what?"
I hiked her skirt up again with one hand.
And smacked her ass with the other.
SMACK!!!
"Kyaaaaah!!"
Her body jerked wildly, and I felt the tremors rippling through her lower belly—drip, drip.
She buried her face in my chest and wrapped her arms around my waist.
"P-please… stop… I beg youuu…."
The muffled whimper vibrating against my chest spread through my body.
Just a few spanks on the ass, and the "aunt" was trembling all over, tamed in no time.
Her pussy between her legs was drenched, soaking my thigh too.
"Ha, haaaang…."
The "aunt" moaned on top of me, bucking her hips.
*
We only checked out three furniture stores.
After endless deliberation, we ended up back at the first one.
"If you're just coming back… why the hell did we wander around so much…."
"Don't be too hard on Aunt. The other places weren't great even by my standards. We thought there'd be something better."
"Ugh, uuu… I'm starving. Let's just grab some food."
No luck, so she stretched her weary body with a groan.
The morning had flown by just picking out a bed.
And now we were off to buy clothes.
"Yeah, one sec."
They said delivery would be tomorrow afternoon, so we headed out of the store.
"What should we eat?"
"Mom's" eyes turned to me first.
"…Anything? I'm good with whatever."
"Then what do you want, Ji-young?"
"Uh…… Tteokbokki?"
"Tteokbokki for lunch… really?"
"…You said anything."
"No, I meant something proper for a meal… you know."
"If my son's okay with it, Mom thinks tteokbokki sounds good… Son, want something else?"
"…Nah, that's fine. Tteokbokki it is."
I wasn't thrilled, but with "Mom" backing her up from the side, I agreed.
"…You're gonna eat it anyway, so why bitch about it."
"Ha, heh heh…."
The "aunt" stayed quiet for a while, but now the meds seemed to be wearing off as she started mouthing off again.
If the meds wore off, I'd just have to dose her again.
"Mom, don't you need the bathroom?"
"Huh, me? I'm fine. Why? Wanna hit the bathroom before we go?"
"Yeah. Aunt says she needs to go."
"Oh, really? Then—"
"Ah! I'm going too, so you preheat the car, Mom? I'm starving and wanna eat ASAP."
I cut "Mom" off mid-sentence.
"…You two, don't tell me…."
Was I too obvious? "Mom" narrowed her eyes, shooting me a suspicious look.
She's always so quick on the uptake, so I swallowed hard, bracing myself.
"……You're not gonna fight again, are you?"
"Ha, heh heh… We're not kids. You know how close we are."
"Ah, yeah!"
I threw my arm around the "aunt's" shoulder, acting all buddy-buddy.
And pulled her toward me with a firm grip.
"Good, then. I'll go preheat the car."
The suspicion from before was gone.
She clearly never imagined I'd go after the "aunt" too, so at least that was a small mercy.
"Yeah. Bathroom's this way, Aunt."
"Ah, uh, okay…."
I worried she'd act up again, but she followed me meekly, head down.
"……Where the hell are we going?"
"Bathroom."
"…The bathroom's not this way…."
I headed to a secluded corner.
It was lunchtime, so fewer people around, and I found a spot out of sight.
"Kyak!"
To tell her to relax, I grabbed the "aunt's" ass once.
Then gave it a smack.
"Kh, khuuup!!"
I hadn't told her to, but she stifled her moan on her own.
Her legs shook like jelly, but she held up.
I lifted her skirt a bit to check the panties soaked through with pussy juice.
"Hngh, hnght…."
"Hands off?"
"Ha… haaaa…."
This time, I hooked my thumb and index finger like a snap.
And smacked right at her pussy, aiming for where her clit should be—snap!
"Kya, kyuuk! Hngh, hngh…."
She collapsed to the floor right there.
Ass hitting the dirty ground, body trembling all over.
.
.
.
Something felt off.
A sense of dissonance— the "aunt's" behavior seemed strangely out of place.
One minute she'd plop down in front of me while I was watching TV, the next she'd butt into my conversation with "Mom."
And whatever I said, she'd contradict me like a contrarian.
"Hey, why do you keep getting in my way."
I glanced at "Mom" preparing dinner in the kitchen and asked.
"…What'd I do."
"How many times are you gonna walk back and forth with that magazine? Just sit still and read it."
She deliberately passed in front of me.
And noisily flipped pages right in my view.
Swapping out magazines she wasn't even reading.
"…Hmph, 'cause I feel like it."
Propping her chin on the coffee table, the "aunt" flashed a sly little smile.
Hadn't she learned after the spanking, or were the meds wearing off again?
"Not spanked enough yet?"
"…If you hit me again… I'll tell your mom… everything…?"
"That's why I said I'd handle it. You gonna tell Mom? That your nephew beat your ass and you're drooling pussy juice, Aunt?"
"…Gulp."
I heard her throat bob loudly with a swallow, and the "aunt" shot up from her seat.
Then she walked slowly toward me.
"What."
Was she gonna hit me first? She bit her lower lip and approached straight on.
"…Hit… hit me then."
Then she spun around sharply.
Thrust her ass out toward me and bent over, hands on knees.
"What the actual fuck."
I was baffled at first.
She'd thrashed like crazy when getting spanked before, but now she was offering her ass up herself.
"…I said hit me? You said you would…."
The "aunt" wiggled her ass like she was teasing me.
And a small stain formed on her gray shorts right at the crotch.
She kept glancing at me, pacing, getting in my face— that dissonance was this.