Summer Getaway (9)
“Yang Jia! What the hell are you doing!”
From outside the parasol, all Iseul could see was Jiwoo’s backside sticking out past the shade, so she couldn’t tell exactly what was going on. Still, going by Jia’s usual behavior, she figured the girl had to be clinging to her father.
Ever since today—ever since she had started seeing Jia’s dad not as a father figure but as a man—the fear of having what was hers stolen away had her barking orders in a panic.
“Yang Jia, I said what are you doing!!!”
Leaving behind the strange guys who were blushing and awkwardly asking for her mother’s number, Iseul strode straight toward the parasol.
From the opposite side of where Iseul stood, the father-daughter act would have been laid bare in all its obscenity… but all she could see right now was that thick ass swallowing a scrap of red panties.
“Mmmpphh…!!!”
Jia couldn’t answer with a cock buried deep in her throat, and Iseul had no patience left to care.
“Hey. I asked what you’re doing.”
A hard look and a cold tone Iseul had never shown before came spilling out.
“Ghhhk…!!!”
Jia tried to pull off in a hurry, but the feeling—the sheer possession of it—felt far too good. She couldn’t help herself. She just wanted a little more time to devour her father’s cock.
“Dad, say something already!!!”
“…”
Hanbyul was drowning in pleasure; there was no way Iseul’s voice was going to reach him. The silence stretched on its own.
“Ha… fuck. You two just gonna ignore me?”
Convinced they were blowing her off to keep making out, Iseul raised one hand and brought it down hard on that ass still wriggling and flaunting its red scrap of fabric.
Smack~!!!
“Khhhk!! Ghk… ghk… ghk…”
Already wound tight with arousal, the sudden jolt to her ass made every muscle in Jia’s body seize. Her throat clamped down even deeper, even harder, around the cock filling it.
“Ghhhaaah…”
She was chasing her own pleasure and only making the pain worse. What had been a feast of bliss a moment ago was tipping hard into agony.
“Oh? Still holding out, you little bitch?”
With no idea what was actually happening, Iseul swung again.
Smack~!!!!!
“Khhhhnnngh!!!! Ghk… kh… kh-kh…”
Jia flailed a hand back toward her ass, trying to make her stop, but all it did was make her hips roll even more obscenely—practically begging for more abuse.
“Then get up already!!!”
Smack~!!!
Another strike landed.
“Gguuuooogh!!!! Kh-kh-kh… khhoooh..!!!”
Jia let out an animal sound and gushed. Her thick ass and thighs shook wildly, and the red fabric trapped between them darkened with wetness.
Iseul frowned a little at the sudden trembling of Jia’s lower half, but the girl still wouldn’t turn around or say a single word.
“Haa… you crazy bitch, seriously.”
This time she aimed lower, striking the meat of her rear.
Slap!
The soaked panties made a filthy wet sound.
“Gguuuuuhh~!!!!”
Another climax clenched Jia’s throat tight; her teeth clamped down hard around the cock. Her airway sealed. The sudden choke made the shaft feel even thicker, even harder. It was locked in her throat completely now.
Face buried in his crotch, Jia thrashed and squealed like a pig in heat—nothing but a vulgar sow.
“Gguueeeek! Gguup!!! Gguup!!!!”
Meanwhile, the onahole-level mouthpussy finally dragged Hanbyul back to his senses…
“Nngh… khhaaah…!?!”
He didn’t even get a chance to take stock of the situation before a fresh wave of pleasure crashed over him. All he could do was gasp and flail uselessly at the empty air.
“Ugh… ugh…”
“Gguuuuh!!!!”
Jia’s eyes rolled back, tears streaming; Hanbyul’s hands clawed at nothing as pleasure swallowed him whole. Father and daughter’s filthy coupling was unfolding in real time.
“Fuck. So this is how you’re gonna play it?”
Iseul was furious to the roots of her hair. Behind her, her mom was getting hit on by random guys; in front of her, this father and daughter had walled themselves off under a parasol to go at it. Even on vacation she was always alone—and the resentment of it finally boiled over.
“Fine. Have fun with each other.”
She cracked open the cold water bottle she’d brought to help carry her mom’s things and dumped it straight over Jia’s lewd, sky-thrust ass.
“Khhhhk!!!”
The chill made Jia jolt hard; her hips dropped with a heavy thud. Water slid down from her ass and soaked her thighs… and Iseul started thrashing those sleek, plump sow’s hind legs.
“Take it.”
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Even for friends horsing around, the force crossed every line. Pleasure and the pain that outstripped it—until even the pain started turning into pleasure.
“Gguueeeek♡ Gguueeeek♡ Gguueeeek♡”
Jia’s ruined face managed a teary-eyed smile.
“Hhaah… hhuuh… hhooh..!”
Hanbyul’s arms flailed without a target until they finally landed on Jia’s head. He shoved, desperate to pull free, but her mouthpussy had locked on so tight it barely budged.
“Nggghhh…!!!”
One more orgasm and he was sure his brain would melt. He clung to what little reason he had left and tried to pull out—but the taboo of doing this with his own daughter, the dizzy thrill of doing it in public, tipped him straight into heat.
“Hhaaah…♡”
He could feel the shape of her throat through his cock, how deep he’d gone. He wanted more of it—wanted to feel it longer—so he slowed the pull-out instead.
“Gguuh!!! Gguup!!! Gguuuh!!!”
His daughter slapped at his thighs, begging him to pull out already. Her face had melted past any recovery; nothing of her usual haughty look remained.
Maybe because she looked so much like his wife… that ruined face made him imagine he was doing this with Jiwoo instead.
“Jia… I-I’m sorry..!”
He shoved back in what he’d started to pull free, moaning his wife’s name over and over.
“J-Jiwoo..!”
“Ghk… ghhk..!! Gguueeek.. gguuuuk…”
“J-Jiwoo..! Jiwoo..! Jiwoo!!!”
Hanbyul came before he could even properly thrust.
Brrrrrt… brrrrrt!!!!
“Gguuh!!!!! Gguuuuuuuuuuh!!!!!”
Jia whipped her face wildly with his cock still buried deep—signaling him not to cum, begging him to pull out—but the tightening of her mouthpussy only made Hanbyul roll his hips and drive in to the hilt.
“Hhaaahn..!!!!”
Then semen surged back up through her nose and mouth, spraying free.
“….!!!!!!”
Jia’s whole body convulsed in silent, desperate thrashing, pleading to be let go—but he showed no sign of pulling out until he was finished.
“H-hhaaah..”
He emptied enough baby batter to fill her belly and then some. Once the raging erection finally softened and the slick of cum greased the way, he was able to slip free.
Pop.
A cork-popping sound left Jia’s lips.
“Cough. Cough… cough-cough. Gguuhk…”
She sucked in a desperate breath—and promptly burped from the massive load of Hanbyul’s cum she’d swallowed. Cock hair smeared around her mouth, eyes bloodshot red, hair a wild mess…
“J-Jia…”
“…”
In that instant she collapsed onto Hanbyul’s stomach like she’d blacked out.
Outside, Jiwoo was heading over, wondering what was going on, and Iseul had finally lost her patience and was seething. Hanbyul, piecing together just enough of the situation, yanked his pants up in a hurry and pulled Jia into his arms.
“What on earth are you doing, Hanbyul!”
A little sulky that he’d ignored her even while she was getting hit on, Jiwoo shoved the parasol the other way—and froze at what she saw.
“Huh?”
“Unbelievable… You wanted to be with your dad that badly? Crazy bitch.”
Jia lay trembling in her father Hanbyul’s arms, face still pickled in pleasure. Even Jiwoo looked more than a little shaken.
“Hey. Get up.”
Iseul kicked Jia’s sleek thigh like she was kicking trash, but of course there was no response.
“Ah… Jia said she’s sleepy. She’s gonna nap first..”
The pathetic excuse earned him suspicious looks from both mother and daughter, but with more people starting to gather along the beach, they decided to claim their spot first.
Of course, the fact that both of them were thinking I’m jealous deep down was something only Hanbyul didn’t know.
“Ah, seriously, I wasn’t ignoring you on purpose.”
“Then why couldn’t you say anything!!!”
“Well… because it felt too good?”
“You little—!!!”
Until now Jia had been the one ready to eat Iseul alive. After what just happened, the tables had completely turned between the two friends.
Well, it seemed to blow over all right… but plenty of hurdles still waited for Hanbyul.
“Hanbyul, try some watermelon.”
“Ah… yes, Noona…”
Jia’s older sister stood there in a nude-toned bikini that barely covered her nipples, pussy, and asshole. Iseul wore a white bikini—probably bought together with Jia. And then there was his own daughter, the one who’d just been sucking his cock moments ago.
Three beautiful women who drew every eye just by walking clustered around him.
“Mom! Let’s go in the ocean now!”
Whatever had happened with Jia seemed settled; Iseul asked with that uniquely cute, pure face of hers.
“All right. You two go on ahead. Mom’s gonna put on some sunscreen first.”
“Okay! Got it!!!”
Iseul tapped Jia’s shoulder and shot her a look. A silent signal passed between them, and the two obediently cleared out.
Just the two of them left.
And as if she’d been waiting for exactly this…
“H-Hanbyul.. will you put some sunscreen on me?”
Jiwoo asked, while Hanbyul sat lost in thought staring down at the watermelon.
“Ah…”
He’d cleared one hurdle only for another to come crashing in.