Vacation Prep (9)
After that incident, things between Jia and me had settled into a complete deadlock. For reasons I couldn't begin to understand, every time we crossed paths I was met with nothing but my daughter's fierce glare — she'd even hiss at me like a cat. The warm father-daughter bond we'd once shared, the kind where a single glance was enough to know what the other was feeling, was already a story from another life. Now we couldn't even meet each other's eyes. We'd plunged into a full-blown cold war.
"Ji... Jia..."
"..."
"Eek...!"
I was the one who'd gotten the short end of the stick, so why was Jia this furious?
"Haa..."
Still, she had to eat. I'd laid out a spread lavish enough to break the table legs — all her favorite spicy stir-fried pork — but...
"Aren't you going to eat...? Jia?"
Dressed in her going-out clothes like she was heading to her part-time job, she walked right past the table toward the front door. She glanced my way as she passed — just a flicker of her eyes — then dismissed it like I wasn't even there.
If I sat at the table waiting, she wouldn't eat. She'd only eat if the food was left sitting there alone. I couldn't make sense of this bizarre situation no matter how I turned it over.
After more than three days of this, I headed toward Jia, hoping for even the slightest progress between us. She'd already changed into her shoes and was tapping the toes against the floor. The frilly, fresh-looking skirt she had on made her look even younger. For a moment, I saw my wife as she'd been in high school.
She really is the spitting image of her mother...
Jia crossed her arms and glared at me like she was asking why I was staring. I'd already steeled myself, so I stepped right up to her. That piercing look of hers had me breaking out in a cold sweat, but I didn't stop.
"Jia, are you going to keep this up? You're not going to talk to Dad...?"
The words came out sounding like a whine before I could stop them. A petty sulkiness welled up, and I gave her shoulder a little shove with my clenched fist. Whether it was fortunate or not, my Heat Period hadn't kicked in since things had gone sour with Jia — which was the only reason that bit of contact was even possible.
She wouldn't even glance at me. Disappointment heavy in my chest, I turned to head back to the living room — and that was when it happened.
"Hwaaaah~♡"
Jia grabbed my ass and started kneading it. She squeezed so hard it felt like she was trying to crush the shape right out of it. I went up on my tiptoes like I was climaxing, my whole body trembling — a completely ridiculous sight.
The instant she let go, I spun around.
"Ji... Jia... you!!!"
A slam echoed through the entryway, and Jia was already bolting out the door. Still, I took it as a good sign. It felt like the tightly shut door to Jia's heart had cracked open, just a little.
"Whew... I should get going to my part-time job too."
The heat had gotten brutal, so I headed out in a white tee and running shorts. Not the sloppy old white shirt I wore around the house — the nice one I put on when I actually wanted to look decent.
Except... I hadn't even been out of the house for five minutes before I realized I'd made a terrible choice. Regular shorts would've come down to my knees. These running shorts only covered half my thighs. Worse, the sides were slit open. Every time the wind blew or I took a step, flashes of my underwear peeked through.
And as if that weren't enough — the moment I thought things with Jia had improved even a little, my Heat Period came creeping in like a thief.
"Am I even going to make it there...?"
If only my wife or daughter were here right now — I grumbled that half-hearted complaint to myself even as I boarded the bus, knowing full well how this would end.
Thankfully it wasn't packed to bursting, so I wasn't getting shoved around. But there were no seats, so I ended up standing in the middle of the aisle. The bus rattled harder than I'd hoped. Just as I'd feared, my thighs and underwear were on full display... and I collected every stare in the vehicle for it.
"Haa..."
I tried to cover myself with my hands, but I knew it was pointless. I decided to just get used to it. I stared blankly out the window, and just as I was starting to settle into those sticky gazes, a rustling sound reached me. A presence. I looked down at the woman sitting in the seat in front of me.
Normally I never would have looked. Was it the Heat Period...? I had the unsettling feeling I was getting bolder by the day.
"Khup...!"
The woman — she looked like an office worker — held a hair tie in her mouth and gathered her hair back into a ponytail. The way she did it was so beautiful it would've stolen the heart of just about any man.
So far, nothing unusual. But with both arms raised, her chest started to stand out. They rose when she breathed in, fell when she breathed out... and whenever the bus swayed, they swayed with it — action and reaction. They were so large that every bounce sent a jolt of lust through a man's body.
I glanced again, just trying to gauge them for a second — but the buttons on her blouse were straining so hard they looked ready to pop, making it impossible to tell just how big they really were. The way those heavy breasts swayed made it hard to look away. But that wasn't even the worst of it.
"Hngh..."
What no man could tear his eyes from... was the red bra showing through, the lewd silhouette it painted. The effect of that bra was so powerful my hand started reaching out on its own...
"Oh-ho~?"
Had she noticed I was struggling...? Now she was looking right at me, smiling. Then she undid the center button of her blouse, slipped a finger into the gap, and started mimicking the act of sucking a cock with her mouth. Her lips formed a perfect O, and her tongue slid out long and wet.
"Ook... ooook... ooh~♡"
She even moaned — just loud enough for me to hear — acting out the whole thing. Three days of pent-up lust exploded. My cock swelled hard. And of course I was wearing running shorts over boxers, so it sprang up stiff toward the only space it had.
The result...
"Oh my..."
It shoved my shorts up as it rose, and my throbbing cock ended up right in front of the woman's chest.
"Uwaaah..."
I scrambled to cover it — but she grabbed my cock with her hand and shoved it into the gap where she'd undone that button.
"Heungiiiit~♡"
Past the blouse, my cock was sandwiched between those milk-heavy tits. I'd expected it to feel stiff and dry inside... but whether it was sweat or the precum overflowing from me, it was slick as if she'd slathered on lube.
"Hwaaaah... w-wait a second,,♡"
"Oh my, I don't think so?"
Her eyes flashed like a hyena locking onto prey, and she gave me a sweet, trembling smile. I was well and truly caught. It felt good, but I tried to pull my hips back to get free.
"Where do you think you're going~?"
Pretending it was an accident, she grabbed my ass and pulled me in.
Schlop.
With the head of my cock perched right between her tits, she shoved me in deep again. A wet, filthy sound rang out.
"Nnhaaaah~♡ It's so hot~♡"
Wedged between her breasts, I couldn't go forward or back. The woman was drooling, clearly getting off on what she'd just done.
"P-please... pull it out..."
"You want me to pull it out? Okay♡"
Both her hands rose toward her chest. I watched, thinking she was finally going to let me go.
Squeeze. Squueeze. Squeeze.
She used her hands to press her breasts even tighter around me.
"Euuung~♡ Y-you said you'd pull it ouuut~ Th-that's a lie... you're mean..."
"Why? I am pulling it out. Your. Cum."
Now she was going all in — pushing her breasts in and out, giving me a full titfuck. It was a position I'd never been able to do with my wife. I couldn't hold on.
"H-heuuuuh!!!"
I couldn't support myself. Both arms fell naturally onto the woman's breasts.
"Nngooooh~♡"
The instant I felt that softness—
Spurt. Spuuuurt. Spuuuuuurt!!!
Three days of backed-up semen erupted inside those milk jugs.
Sploosh... sploooosh... splooooosh...
The red bra was instantly plastered with cum, and the sticky fluid soaked through her blouse in seconds.
"Haa~? What's this...?"
The thick smell of semen rolled through the bus.
"Sniff sniff. Hey, isn't that the smell of cum?"
"Oh~ you're right. Someone came on the bus?"
"Whoa... fuck, that's so hot. Who was it?"
The sudden wave of that heavy, musky scent turned the whole cabin into a cauldron of arousal. I'd gone mad with pleasure and caused an irreversible disaster. I stood there sniffling by myself when—
"Hey. Want to get off quietly?"
The woman still holding my cock between her tits whispered it like a devil's temptation. The whisper was so sweet I nodded before I knew it.
"Then give me one deep, proper kiss before you go. I'll take care of the rest."
She demanded a kiss. Of course I accepted...
Chuuup... slurp... sluuurp.
For the first time, I was the one who leaned in and offered a woman my lips.
"Ah... that felt so fucking good..."
After that surprisingly soft kiss ended, she spoke again.
"I'll ring the bell. Get off. I'll cover you from behind."
Then she pulled her breasts apart and drew my cock out.
Pop~
A thick, sticky sound, and the smell of semen grew even heavier. The other passengers were starting to hunt for the source of the smell.
"Driver! I'm getting off!"
"If you were gonna get off, you should've done it at the last stop... good grief..."
"Sorry~!"
Thanks to the woman's "help," I got my cum out and managed to wrap up the whole bus incident cleanly.
"Well then, you'd better hurry along."
"Th-thank you..."
The woman watched in silence as Hanbyul staggered away on trembling legs, disappearing into the distance.
Swoosh.
She pulled off the wig she'd been wearing, and red hair tumbled free.
"Haa... you're just too cute. What am I going to do with you, baby~♡"
It was Jeon Hanbyul's ex-girlfriend — Jung Haeseo.