The Reversed Folk Tale Fantasy (5)
It felt hazy.
The silken fabric brushing against my arms and body seemed to tease me slowly, while the soft embrace of the bed wrapped around my back like a restraint that would never let me rise again.
What is this pink scent? It smells way too good.
An exotic incense I had never encountered before seemed to dominate both my sight and sense of smell.
As if craving even more pleasure, I twisted my body, then reached out as I met the eyes of the woman climbing onto the bed.
"You're still so cute, Sihyun. Looks like the incense feels good, doesn't it?"
"Where on earth did you even get something like this…? Hah."
Whether the pleasant sensation was building up inside me or not, even the slightest movement made my body burn and drained all my strength.
Why had I come here again?
My mind was growing foggy, and it felt like I was forgetting something important.
Even as instinct urged me to simply enjoy the situation, reason stubbornly tried to pull me back to my senses.
"Then I'll be comforted again today. You just stay still, Sihyun."
"Y-yes…"
I didn't even know what I was saying anymore.
Auntie pressed firmly on my chest with her pure white hand. The ticklish sensation made me let out a soft moan despite myself.
Breathing hotter than mine, she swallowed hard and slipped her hand inside my clothes with clear hunger.
Her soft fingers traced my chest before kneading the sensitive spots. It felt like my entire body had become an erogenous zone.
"They say a boy's chest is firm yet soft… and it's true."
"Ugh… No. This isn't comfort at all."
Even as I protested, blood rushed to my lower half, pitching a massive tent that was clearly visible through my pants.
These pants are too uncomfortable. I want to take them off. It's unbearable.
My body was growing hotter, and the pants restraining my rigid cock felt so restrictive that I wanted to rip them off immediately.
"Sihyun, your nipples look so angry. Shall I soothe them like this?"
Chup—♡ Chuuuup♡
Auntie sucked on my small, protruding nipples. There couldn't have been any taste, yet her flushed face showed how hard she was trying as she wrapped them tightly with her soft lips and sucked.
I shouldn't feel good about this. I need to go home…
"Ugh… Khup."
"Does this feel good? Whether you're a boy or a girl, the weak points are all the same, aren't they? Chu♡"
The kisses on my chest felt so incredible that I didn't even notice her hand had already moved between my legs.
Her lust-filled hand gently rubbed my cock over the silk fabric, as if savoring it.
She stimulated the tip of my glans ever so slowly, letting the soft cloth drag across it as much as possible.
The pleasure was so intense it felt like it was burning my brain; I nearly screamed.
It felt good. Being treated like this felt so good that it was hard to regain my senses.
Just as my head was filling with thoughts of Auntie Byung-deok caressing me all over—
While licking my chest and stroking the silk, she spoke.
"Surprised at how good your auntie is? I practiced and prepared while thinking of you. If you just say you'll marry me, I can do things even better than this. Interested?"
Something even better? For a moment I was tempted, and my true desires almost burst out.
I wasn't even confident I could handle her overwhelming technique and equipment as it was—something better? I couldn't even imagine it.
"I'll love you with all my heart and fully support you so we can rebuild the household. All you have to do is get me pregnant, raise our children together, and live happily ever after for a hundred years."
Thinking about it, it might actually be a happy life. Even though she was older, she looked like she was in her mid-to-late twenties just by appearance.
Her family wasn't poor either; they were one of the wealthiest households in the village.
She would probably guarantee a comfortable life for my sister and mother if I asked.
"No—. I don't want to get married."
"But… why?"
Because.
"That means I wouldn't get to see my family very often. My sister needs me to be there for her."
My sister needs me. Since she loved me so much, I have to stay by her side and repay her.
I know she doesn't want me to get married. So I plan to stay by her side for a long time.
It seemed my sincerity didn't get through to Auntie Byung-deok. She looked shocked.
Yet her hand never stopped kneading my crotch.
"Let's see how long those words last, shall we—?"
Sluuuuurp♡
She sucked on my chest even more fiercely and began stroking my cock directly.
She gripped it so hard it hurt, but the sensation of her soft fingers scraping the head of my glans like a washboard quickly drowned out the pain.
The pleasure-focused caresses made it impossible to stay sane.
She tormented my chest. She tormented my glans.
"Mmmngh—!!!"
"Why do you look like you're about to cum already? With such a lewd body, your sensitivity is impressive."
—Spluuuurt! Splurt!
In an instant, without any chance to hold back, my pre-cum erupted, filling Auntie Byung-deok's hand and splattering all over the bedding.
This feels so good.
But the night-blooming flower scent that should have been there was nowhere to be found. All I could smell was the incense that kept scrambling my mind.
When I glanced down, I saw that Auntie was completely soaked in the transparent fluid.
The phenomenon of releasing transparent, sticky fluid instead of semen. I had seen it once before.
Pre-ejaculatory Orgasm.
The phenomenon where, instead of semen, I ejaculate pre-cum upon reaching orgasm.
"You must have felt incredibly good. Instead of semen, you're giving me this even better fluid."
Auntie smiled contentedly as she tasted the pre-cum on her face.
Then, as if preparing something, she brought over a piece of white silk and approached me with a sinister smile.
"Then how about this?"
She collected the sticky fluid in a bowl, thoroughly soaked the cloth in it, and let it absorb.
She then pressed the dripping, cold-soaked cloth directly onto my still-rigid glans.
"Hiiiiiigh—!?!!"
An electrifying pleasure, as if my glans were being shredded, shot straight to the top of my head.
But the bigger problem was that the pleasure didn't stop after one wave—it kept coming relentlessly.
What the hell is this? How is she doing this?
I looked down to see what she was doing and found her gently scraping my sensitive glans with the silk soaked in slippery lubricant.
"Nooooo— don't do that!"
"Don't do it? After you got this hard like before?"
I couldn't stop the airy moans from escaping my lips.
It felt too good. There was no way I could endure this.
I desperately grabbed my own hair, trying to endure.
"Ugh, aaah, please stop. I think I'm going to lose my mind."
"It's okay, Sihyun. It's just pleasure. Oh, right—if you say you'll marry me, I could stop slowly, you know?"
As if threatening me, the moment she finished speaking she moved the cloth faster, tormenting my cock even more.
Squish—! Squelch—.
The maddening sounds made it impossible to hold back any longer.
I couldn't endure this anymore.
I tried to get up to run away, but strength still wouldn't return to my body.
"There's no need to rush. The night is still long."
Auntie, who had been rubbing my glans with the cloth, smiled as she drew closer.
I don't remember much of what happened after that, but I think I was sobbing underneath her, begging her to spare me.
That I couldn't take any more. That my glans was too sensitive and I couldn't keep my sanity.
In the end, I remember crying and receiving kisses from below as she wrung me out until nothing more would come.
And then she whispered,
"Come back at this time tomorrow. I'll do lots of even more pleasurable things for you."
When I finally came to my senses and returned home, I was breathing heavily, with money and food ingredients in my hands.
I quietly placed the ingredients in the kitchen and lay down between my sister and mother in the upper part of the room.
"Ugh."
Once again, my sister's hand unconsciously dug between my legs in her sleep, nearly driving me insane.
***
When morning came, I barely managed to regain my senses. But as always, trouble arrives early.
When I got up, people claiming to be from the government office had gathered in the yard and were trying to enter our house.
"Who are you to barge in like this!"
Now that her eyes could see, Sister Cheong naturally stepped forward. The men who looked like soldiers leveled their spears and spoke.
"These are the magistrate's orders! The command has been issued to pay all the taxes that the Shim Bongsa household has failed to pay until now."
"Taxes—? Are you joking? We have a blind mother—how are we supposed to pay taxes!"
I knew that households with blind family members received some tax exemption. Yet these men were demanding all the overdue taxes.
The magistrate must have changed.
It seemed the greedy official—commonly called a corrupt bastard—had gone mad with avarice and was now targeting even struggling households.
"If we calculate the overdue taxes, it comes to about thirty seok of government rice. However, with great generosity, he has ordered that you only need to repay twenty seok."
"That's impossible."
There was no way a household like ours could produce twenty seok of government rice. And the reason they had set the tax so high was probably—
"However, if you truly cannot pay, he has said he will specially accept something else in its place."
"What is it…"
"If there is an unmarried young man in the household who has not yet been sent for government service, that will suffice."
I felt Sister Cheong's fists clench tightly, her teeth grinding.
"If you cannot pay, bring out the youngest son, Shim Sihyun, at once!"
Creak.
A soldier who flung the door open spotted me, grabbed my arm roughly, and dragged me out of the house.
He tried to cover my mouth while holding my wrists as if arresting me. I reached out toward my sister.
"I'll pay! Twenty seok is too much right now… but ten seok should be possible. I'll pay the rest soon, so please tell him that."
Sister Cheong took out all the money she had hidden in the kitchen and threw it at them with gritted teeth.
That money…
It was the money I had received from Auntie Byung-deok and hadn't wanted to use.
The disappointed soldiers said they understood for now, took the money, and left after stating the deadline was the end of this week.
Exhausted, my sister and I held each other tightly, forcing ourselves to hold back our sorrow.
She hugged me firmly and kept whispering something.
"I'll protect you, Sihyun. This time, I will definitely protect you, so don't worry."
"Sister…?"
The look in her eyes that I caught a glimpse of seemed filled with a love bordering on madness.
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I will explain why everyone is so obsessed with Sihyun using this one meme that perfectly summarizes today's situation.