Park Sora 4
“Seriously, there’s a limit to how much bullshit one can spew. I’m actually speechless.”
Park Sora spat out curses as she drove her car.
“Did you block my card? Are you really going to be that petty over money?”
“And where did you take Hanna? This is kidnapping, kidnapping!”
“Where are you going again? Did you set up a new home somewhere? Who is the guy?! You treated me like the bad guy, but you’re the same kind of person!”
He truly didn’t feel a shred of remorse for his own faults, remaining selfish to the very end. Though her anger had reached its boiling point, she also felt a strange sense of relief.
‘I almost went soft for no reason.’
Was divorce too extreme? Should she unblock at least one card? Just as those weak thoughts began to sprout, she was able to pull herself together at the perfect moment.
Even the woman clinging to his side treated Park Sora like a guest, as if that house were her own. She smiled arrogantly, as if she were the winner, despite being nothing more than a mistress.
‘She’s caked in makeup… and how many shots of fillers did she get?’
Thinking of that woman made her mood plummet to the worst possible state. Her anger just wouldn’t dissipate. She had to kick them out of the house, too.
“Ha… screw it. Should I just have an affair, too?”
Strictly speaking, the divorce was as good as finalized, so it wouldn’t technically be an affair. Yet, Park Sora, who had always been devoted, felt a prick of conscience in a corner of her heart.
“Still, it would be fun.”
To stand in front of those two, arm-in-arm with Baek Jihan—a man far more handsome and wealthier than Kim Hanseok. Imagining their expressions twisting in agony made her feel a little better.
“No. Let’s live the rest of my life for Hanna.”
Park Sora vowed never to let her eyes wander to another man again. However, that resolution faced an immediate crisis.
After parking her car and stepping out, the scent of grilling meat wafted through the yard. Since she knew everyone there, she offered a light greeting and headed inside to wash her hands.
“Ah, that place is currently a bit…”
Baek Yuna, the landlord’s eldest daughter, blocked her path.
“Why is that?”
When Park Sora asked, Baek Mina, who had been watching them, smiled deviously and gestured.
“No, it’s fine. You can go in. Hehe.”
“…Right. I suppose it’ll be fine.”
At Baek Mina’s words, Baek Yuna rolled her eyes and nodded. The laughter that followed bothered her, but she ignored it and entered the foyer. The front door was wide open.
‘Come to think of it, where are the landlord and Jihan?’
Are they still home? I should at least thank them. Just as she thought that—
“Ah… Sera’s mouth-pussy is the best.”
“Slurp, slurp, slurp… lick… ♥”
She couldn’t help but stop in her tracks. Park Sora’s heart hammered like that of a heart failure patient, pumping blood throughout her entire body. She pressed herself against the wall and peeked into the room where the lewd sounds were flowing from.
There, she saw:
“Kuh… if you suck on the glans like that, I’ll cum too fast!”
“Slurp… not yet. Blehh… the delicious cock right before ejaculation… slurp… ♥ Let me taste it to my heart’s content.”
“Sera, your fellatio is so good… kuh…!”
A mother was sucking her son’s cock. She knew they weren’t blood-related and that they had a ‘certain kind of relationship,’ but seeing it with her own eyes was absolutely shocking.
“Wow… it’s really huge.”
Park Sora was stunned by the size of the cock, which was as thick as a forearm, and by Baek Sera, who swallowed it down to the very root.
‘With a face the size of a fist… she’s taking that huge thing in…!’
Gulp!
Park Sora couldn’t tear her eyes away. The large, mushroom-shaped glans that reminded her of a battering ram, and the column beneath it that spanned several inches. Vivid veins added flair to what might otherwise have been a plain shaft. She had only seen it from afar, but looking at those bulging veins, she could guess its masculinity and hardness.
Park Sora unconsciously spread her fingers, tracing her memories.
‘How was Kim Hanseok’s cock?’
She compared it against the blurry outline, but there was no contest. It was a ridiculous thought, but if the two ever had a sword fight, one side would break without a struggle.
‘A steel cock…’
Gulp. Park Sora swallowed her dry saliva.
“Lick, lick… haa, the veins on your cock… ♥ It’s so sexy… slurp… how is it, son? Does it feel good?”
“I love it when you lick from the base all the way to the glans!”
Baek Jihan trembled with pleasure. Park Sora automatically stored these things in her mind.
‘Anyway, she sucks it so deliciously… does it actually taste like something?’
The landlord, who always acted with such dignity. She had even secretly idolized her, but seeing her suck her son’s cock, she was nothing more than a slut.
Sometimes she made ‘slurp, slurp!’ sounds as she took it deep, and other times, like just now, she stuck her tongue out long to lick every corner of his cock.
“Kuh… I’m cumming!”
“Pha… not yet?”
And now, she was focusing her attack on the glans with her lips tightly puckered. Park Sora understood the logic behind that action, too. She knew that for a man, the glans was the most sensitive part.
Especially when hearing his pleas to let him cum, she felt a catharsis deep within her chest.
“Haa, haa.”
Watching that, Park Sora focused so hard she didn’t even realize her panties were getting soaked. It was impressive that she didn’t touch her own pussy while breathing heavily in such a state of arousal. However, her mind had already slipped past the control of her brain.
“You were trying to cum without permission again, weren’t you? Hmph! Mama is going to block it!”
She had already begun mimicking Baek Sera’s movements. She stuck her tongue out long to cover the urethral opening and pressed down firmly. Her jaw began to ache, but she was so immersed that the pain was dismissed as nothing. Watching Jihan’s expression, stained with pleasure, pain, and desperation, all that discomfort vanished.
In this moment, Park Sora had become Baek Sera.
“Slurp… son, do you want to cum?”
“Slurp… darling, do you want to cum?”
“Hehe, shall Mama give your glans a handjob with her tightly puckered lips?”
“Hehe, shall I give your glans a handjob with my tightly puckered lips?”
“Are you going to spray thick, rich semen into Mama’s mouth, squirt! squirt!?”
“Are you going to spray thick, rich semen into your wife’s mouth, squirt! squirt!?”
Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp ♥
Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp ♥
“I’m cumming!”
“…♥!”
“…♥!”
The moment of release. As the already massive cock expanded and poured out its seed, a sweet, intoxicating scent filled the air. Since the only ventilation was the front door, Park Sora, who was standing right in front of it, was defenseless against the smell.
“Gulp, gulp, gulp… ♥!”
“Gulp, gulp, gulp… ♥!”
For a long time, the two women continued to swallow.
“Pha… slurp!”
“Pha… slurp!”
Park Sora’s eyes turned red, as if bloodshot.
“Thanks for the high-potency semen, son… ♥”
“Thanks for the high-potency semen, husband…. ♥”
Jihan stroked their heads with a satisfied expression.
“My mouth-pussy… my breast-pussy… and my real pussy… they’re all… exclusively for you, son ♥!”
“My mouth-pussy… my breast-pussy… and my real pussy… they’re all… exclusively for my husband…”
“Huk…!!”
What was that just now? She had almost said something she shouldn’t have. Park Sora shook her head for a moment and came to her senses. She exhaled a ragged breath and peeked toward the living room again, but the man and woman were gone.
“…I feel like I’ve been bewitched.”
A dizzying feeling, as if her chest were full and the cock that had entered through her mouth was violating her very brain.
She blushed, recalling the things she had just said and done. A pinch of shame, five tablespoons of pleasure. If she hadn’t heard Hanna’s voice, she would have said things she never should have.
She crossed the empty living room and headed to the bathroom. She took a towel from her bag, dampened it to wipe away her soaked pussy, and put on a fresh pair of panties. She looked in the mirror, waited for her flushed cheeks to cool down, and went back outside.
The living room was still empty. The gap between the living room she had seen just moments ago, filled with the heat of sexual desire, and the cold, empty living room now was so vast that she wondered if what she had seen was just a hallucination.
“Husband… huh.”
It felt surprisingly natural on her tongue.
With that thought, she put on her shoes and went out to the yard. Jihan, who had been wearing such a melted expression just moments ago, was chewing on meat next to her daughter. Park Sora approached Jihan, who was with her daughter, or perhaps her daughter, who was with Jihan.
As she got closer, the fragrant scent made her feel good.
“Sniff, sniff… smells good.”
“Ah! It’s Mom! The meat is super delicious!”
Hanna held out a ssam (lettuce wrap) she had made with some effort. Park Sora looked somewhere between the ssam and Hanna and said:
“Looks delicious. I want to eat it.”
“Here, ah~.”
“Ah…… ♥”
Park Sora opened her mouth wide. To fit that big thing in, she had to open it as wide as she could. She even stuck her tongue out, just in case it dripped…
As the large ssam was placed on her tongue, Park Sora pulled it in with her tongue and took it into her mouth. It was packed with juices, and the more she chewed, the more the savory flavor oozed out. It was uncomfortable to eat because her mouth was so full, but the satisfaction was even greater.
She chewed and savored it for quite a long time. Then, she gulped it down.
“It’s delicious. Can you give me one more, Hanna?”
“Yes! Wait a second! I’ll make you another one!”
A large ssam, filled with several pieces of meat, filled her mouth. Only now did Park Sora seem to understand.
Why Baek Sera had teased Jihan so much. Park Sora chewed that second ssam for a very, very long time.