episode_0597

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“What’s that on the sink?”

Siwoo points to the breast pump on the sink and asks Sejin, his sister, who is seasoning the sauce with salt and pepper.

Sejin, who pauses cooking, checks the direction Siwoo is pointing in.

“Oh, this~? It’s for pumping breast milk. It’s called a breast pump, and I’ve started producing colostrum a few days ago…”

Sejin answers Siwoo’s question casually, as if it were nothing special.

“Colostrum?”

Siwoo raises his eyebrows slightly, looking puzzled by the unfamiliar word.

“Yeah~ That’s what they call the breast milk that comes out briefly in the beginning after a baby is born. Sometimes it comes out beforehand, like me…”

“They say it’s good for the baby’s immunity and has more nutrients than regular breast milk, so it’s a shame to throw it away~ So I’m storing it… to feed it to the baby later~”

Sejin answers Siwoo in a gentle and soft voice, as if explaining naturally.

Sejin, smiling as she looks back at Siwoo, has a warm and benevolent maternal love in her expression.

“…Really?”

Siwoo felt a languid feeling, as if hypnotized, by Sejin’s clear, yet soft voice that resonated.

He felt awkward for having asked the question, and somehow had a dazed look on his face.

“Why~? Are you interested in this kind of thing lately, Siwoo?”

Sejin sees Siwoo’s reaction and asks in a playful tone.

“No, I just saw something strangely shaped there… I was just wondering what it was…”

Siwoo replies to Sejin, feeling a little awkward.

“…But… does it taste any good?”

Then, he adds a slightly provocative murmur at the end, throwing it at Sejin as if to be barely audible.

“It’s probably very different from what you generally think of as milk.”

Sejin replies, as if reacting to Siwoo’s barely audible murmur.

“Really? Have you tasted it, Sis?”

Siwoo asks Sejin in a curious tone.

“Of course, I’ve tasted it~ Since I’m going to feed it to the baby later…”

Sejin smiles softly and answers, as if trying to satisfy Siwoo’s curiosity.

Siwoo’s heart started pounding rapidly again at Sejin’s words that she had tasted her own breast milk and her soft smile.

Siwoo imagines Sejin using the breast pump in his head.

Imagining Sejin drinking back her own fresh, warm breast milk, just squeezed from her breasts, makes Siwoo’s penis twitch as if it would burst his pants.

And the taste of breast milk filling his mouth felt vivid to Siwoo as well.

Siwoo moves his arm, which had been in front of his penis, to the side, no longer trying to hide the reaction that was happening down there in front of Sejin.

“What does it taste like? Was it palatable?”

Siwoo asks about the taste of Sejin’s breast milk, as if asking about something natural.

“It’s rich and savory. I think I can taste a little bit of bitterness too… It’s colostrum, so it’s probably still a bit astringent to eat as is?”

Sejin briefly explains the taste of breast milk, as if she had every intention of feeding it to Siwoo someday.

“The funny thing is that the taste changes slightly depending on what I eat that day?”

Then, she explains with sparkling eyes, as if telling him about some mysterious phenomenon she had discovered.

“Really? That’s amazing? You said it was colostrum? Do you taste it often? If it’s comparable to that extent… what did you eat today?”

Siwoo asks, as if curious, whether Sejin tastes her breast milk often, and what she ate today.

“I taste it sometimes~ Because I’m curious too! What did I eat today… let’s see~ Chicken salad and strawberry smoothie for breakfast? Almond pesto and biscuits for lunch?”

Sejin makes a confession, if not quite a confession, that she tastes her breast milk because she is also curious, and then begins to list the foods she ate today one by one.

Siwoo imagines the taste of the mixed breast milk, hearing the names of the mismatched combination of foods.

“What about the amount? Is a lot coming out?”

Siwoo continued to ask questions about things he was curious about.

“Yeah. My mom and Aunt Seonju also produced a lot when they had Seyoung and Sua, you know?”

“I guess the women in our family tend to produce a lot~ Even though the container is small, I think I fill a bottle every day.”

Sejin provides Siwoo with additional information, talking about when her mother and Aunt Seonju had Seyoung and Sua.

Sejin was answering Siwoo’s questions with all her heart, without showing any signs of annoyance.

It seemed that the women in Siwoo’s family secreted not only a lot of vaginal fluid from below, but also a lot of breast milk from their breasts.

Siwoo feels a strange sensation spreading in his head, like fluorescent spores bursting.

“Does the breast pump just squeeze it out when you put it on your breast? Doesn’t it hurt? Do you do it often?”

Siwoo’s curious questions continued.

“Yeah~ You put the nipple in the recessed part in the center, press the round plate around it against your skin, and then gently pull the handle lever.”

“It doesn’t hurt~ I set times for twice a day, morning and evening, but I have to squeeze it out whenever it flows out, so I think I do it more often~ Maybe six times a day?”

Sejin kindly and gently explains how to use the breast pump, and then teaches Siwoo about the pain and the approximate number of times she uses it.

It felt as if wanton fantasies were overflowing in his head, rapidly and dizzyingly spreading and encroaching on Siwoo’s senses and thoughts.

Sejin kneeling down and taking a submissive posture with both hands behind her neck, pushing her chest forward.

Putting breast pumps on each of Sejin’s large, luscious breasts, and strongly pulling and pressing the handle levers alternately.

The cream-colored liquid contained in her breasts was turned on like a faucet and placed in a small container.

Holding the breast milk filled container in his hand, Siwoo pushes the end of his fully erect penis into Sejin’s mouth.

Sprinkling breast milk little by little on the shaft of his penis, Siwoo moves back and forth.

The breast milk sprinkled on the shaft is repeatedly rubbed into her mouth.

Sejin’s breast milk, gathered with saliva in her mouth, is swallowed down her throat.

Siwoo is feeding the breast milk that came out of her body back to her.

Then, breast milk is sprinkled like a baptism from Sejin’s forehead to her entire face…

Siwoo’s body seemed to flinch and tremble from just a moment of foolish imagination.

“Seyoung will like that~ She still nurses at night, right? Do you know that?”

Siwoo composes his trembling body and asks, as if checking if Sejin knows about Seyoung still nursing at night.

“Since she sometimes nurses from Seehee’s and Aunt Seonju’s breasts too. If Sejin finds out that you’ve started producing milk, she’ll definitely ask you to let her suckle,”

Then, Siwoo says to Sejin in a playful tone, as if testing her out.

“Really? Then I should tell Seyoung to come over and sleep over sometime~ Hehe~”

Sejin was responding to Siwoo’s playful words as if she didn’t feel the slightest bit of rejection.

Rather, she seemed to be positively accepting the act of Seyoung nursing.

Now, long, thin pasta noodles slowly sink into the pot.

The noodles soften and cook gently as they release their bodies in the hot water.

**

In front of Siwoo, who is sitting on the bed, a simple table for dining is placed.

Cream pasta was beautifully served on a plate along with cream-soaked garlic bread.

Next to it were a fork and knife.

The knife seems to be for neatly cutting the garlic bread.

The heavy yet sweet dairy scent created by the warm cream was combined with the pungent aroma of lightly stir-fried garlic, stimulating the appetite.

Pickles taken out of the refrigerator and bell peppers slathered with mayonnaise are placed as side dishes for the cream pasta.

The carbonated drink that Siwoo bought was poured into cups and placed in front of Sejin and Siwoo, respectively.

Sejin unfolds a folding chair and sits opposite the bed where Siwoo is sitting.

Her generously filled cleavage, exposed between the deeply recessed clothing, was shown to Siwoo in front of him, along with her swollen belly.

“Okay~ Eat up, Siwoo! Ask for more if you need it~ I made plenty”

Sejin treats Siwoo to the food she has carefully prepared and smiles brightly.

“Yeah, I’ll enjoy it~!”

Siwoo picks up the knife and fork placed next to the cream pasta plate, wraps the pasta noodles around the fork, and carefully puts them in his mouth.

The soft yet slightly undercooked noodles wrapped around his tongue, filling his mouth with the rich and savory flavor of the cream sauce.

The deep, umami flavor of cream and milk permeates into his tongue, and the subtle scent of garlic spreads warmly.

The warm comfort conveyed along with the longing motherhood seemed to spread throughout his mouth and gently wrap around Siwoo’s entire body.