Chapter 5
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 5
Chapter Title: Caught by Mom with Noona's Panties
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I got another pair of panties from Noona today, just like always.
And right now, I'm planning to jerk off with them.
Today's color is sky blue.
A simple, pristine pair without any special patterns.
Guess Noona doesn't only wear slutty ones.
I stripped off my pants and lay down on the bed.
Every time they ring a bell to feed the dog, eventually it starts salivating at the sound alone—that's Pavlov's dog experiment.
Just like that dog, these days I get hard automatically the moment I undress and lie on the bed.
Pavlov's cock.
Today, Noona gave me a special extra order too.
"Jerk off while watching Noona's videos."
Imagining her was torture enough already, but actually watching videos? The resistance was even stronger.
But I couldn't disobey Noona.
Orders were orders. Just follow them.
No need for other thoughts.
I pulled up a video site on my smartphone and searched for Noona's name.
I picked the top result.
It was titled "Goddess Descends on the Golf Course - Jin So-young Highlights."
I hit play, careful not to read the comments.
The video was a highlight reel of Noona's swings.
Occasionally, there were shots of her squatting down or bending over to pick up the ball.
She was wearing spandex shorts underneath, so even with that short skirt, no panty shots.
But it was obvious why the editor included those angles.
And just like they intended, I started stroking while watching those moments.
Using Noona's panties while watching a video of Noona.
Guilt stabbed at my chest.
When would days like this end?
When would Noona go back to being the real Noona?
With no end in sight, did that mean I'd have to jerk off with her panties every single day?
The bigger the pleasure grew, the heavier the shame.
I was right on the edge when a knock came at my door.
Knock knock.
I froze. My breath caught too.
Who? Noona maybe?
If it was her, she might've timed it perfectly just to scare me.
"Sun-hu? You asleep?"
But it wasn't Noona's voice from the other side of the door.
It was Mom's.
"Uh, no, Mom. What's up?"
I tried to calm myself as I answered.
I'd locked the door when I came in.
It wouldn't open unless I did it from inside.
So I could stall with conversation, slowly get dressed, and head out. No problem.
Making a fuss to hide it quickly might just make her suspicious.
That's what I figured, so I stayed perfectly still to avoid any noise.
But that was a huge miscalculation.
Click.
The door opened.
And that sound made my heart stop.
"Sun-hu, about the other day when Mom told you... oh."
Mom stepped in, mid-sentence, then stopped.
Her eyes locked on my cock... more precisely, on "my cock wrapped in Noona's panties."
I'd jumped up the second the door opened, but I hadn't managed to hide the panties still clinging to it.
It's over. My life is done.
"...Jin Sun-hu. Where did you get those panties?"
"M-Mom..."
Why was the door unlocked?
I swear I'd locked it.
To prevent exactly this kind of disaster, I'd double-checked.
Injustice, shame, and fear crashed over me.
Noona's highlight video was still playing on my phone.
"Is that So-young's?"
Mom's voice was definitely angry.
And rightfully so. Any parent would lose it seeing their adopted kid jerking off with their daughter's underwear.
"Answer me, Jin Sun-hu. What were you doing right now?"
Mom put her hands on her hips and glared down at me.
I was terrified. Of making Mom mad. Of disappointing her.
Would she abandon me too now?
Should I just come clean?
Tell her Noona made me do it, that I didn't want to—would she believe me?
Forgive me?
No. No way.
My brain froze. I couldn't come up with any excuse.
I just covered my cock with both hands, head bowed, waiting for Mom's judgment.
Looking at me like that, Mom let out a big sigh.
"...First things first, how about putting some pants on?"
I wanted to cry.
Even with both hands hiding it, my cock was poking out stubbornly. Damn thing.
I turned my back to Mom and fumbled into my panties and pants.
I could feel her eyes on my back.
What was Mom thinking? Disgusted? Repulsed?
"Blood tells," thinking Noona takes after her parents?
Figuring out how to kick me out?
It hurt.
Was this the ending Noona wanted?
All I ever wanted was to be accepted as family and live normally.
Now everything was ruined.
"Come sit over here?"
Mom patted the bed beside her.
I shuffled over hesitantly and sat next to her as she said.
"Boys do that stuff, it's natural. But you can't take someone else's things without permission. You get that, right?"
"Yeah..."
Should I say I had permission? Noona made me do it—but I couldn't tell the truth.
If it seemed like a lie to dodge trouble, it'd be irreversible.
For now, to get past this, I decided to just agree.
"Mom's sorry too. Coming in without knocking. You got startled?"
"No... a little."
Mom smiled faintly.
It eased my tension a bit.
Good. She didn't seem that furious.
"But..."
Mom picked up my smartphone from the bed.
She pressed the power button, and the video resumed from where it left off.
"..."
For a moment, the room filled only with the sounds from the video.
Neither of us said a word.
I couldn't lift my head.
Of all days, why today? Getting caught by Mom.
Jerking with Noona's panties was bad enough, but with her video playing? Undeniable evidence.
"...Sun-hu, do you like Noona?"
Mom asked seriously after watching for a bit.
Like or dislike? Of course I liked her.
But even I knew that's not what she meant.
"...As family, yeah, but not like that... not as a woman."
"Then why were you watching this? Those are Noona's panties, right?"
My face burned.
Ears probably red as hell.
"It's, uh, just venting sexual frustration, you know? Not because I like Noona specifically, just happened to turn out that way..."
My words were a mess.
Couldn't be honest, so everything sounded like excuses. And they were.
"Sexual frustration, huh..."
Mom pondered my words seriously.
Not just scolding and forbidding it—figuring out the root cause and solutions. That's Mom's way.
"Have you ever felt that way about Mi-so too?"
...Gotta say no, right?
But staring into Mom's earnest eyes, I couldn't muster the courage to lie.
I nodded reluctantly.
"...A little."
"I see... What about Mom then?"
That question hit out of nowhere.
Like a rock to the head from the shadows.
I panicked hard, but Mom kept staring seriously.
Not a joke. I had to answer straight.
"..."
Couldn't say it out loud. Just nodded.
Mom actually sighed in relief.
"Okay. So it doesn't matter if it's not So-young specifically."
Noona had ordered me to stick to her stuff.
But now wasn't the time for that.
"Then from now on, no more Noona's underwear. Use Mom's instead, okay?"
"...Huh?"
Everyone.
What did I just hear?
"The white dresser in the back of Mom's closet has the underwear drawer. Take what you need from there. No sneaking Noona's. Got it?"
"Uh, y-yeah."
"But don't make a mess. If you're about to finish, use tissue. Semen stains don't wash out easy."
I nodded blankly.
How did we end up here?
"Promise with Mom. No more stealing Noona's."
Mom held out her pinky.
I hooked mine with hers, feeling like a kid again.
Yeah. To Mom, I'm forever her little boy.
Me jerking with Noona's panties probably just looked like kid stuff to her.
But taking without permission is stealing, so if I need panties, use Mom's. That it?
"Mom..."
Her acceptance nearly brought tears.
I'd braced for getting kicked out, but it felt like all my sins were forgiven.
Seeing my teary eyes, Mom apologized instead.
"Sorry, Sun-hu. Mom didn't notice and interrupted your time."
Her gaze was on my crotch, bulging obviously.
...Even now, my cock wouldn't go down.
Who lacked tact? Not Mom—my dick.
"N-No, it's not that..."
I cupped my groin in panic, but Mom smiled like she knew everything.
"No need to be embarrassed. That's a sign you're healthy. Been holding back a lot, huh?"
Her soft hand stroked my head.
Her pure affection stabbed my conscience. I couldn't bear it.
"If it's okay with you, Sun-hu, want Mom to help out? As an apology?"
...Huh? Help? With what?
Mom said it so casually, like asking about dinner. I panicked even more.