episode_0175

As Lee Hyunjin headed towards the bed, and his older sister-in-law gazed at him with sparkling eyes, pulling him close… Cheon Soyul, who should have felt a profound inner shock and betrayal towards the two of them, instead let out a soft gasp. Half-slumped on the hallway floor, she was frantically working her fingers inside herself. Her eyes never once left Lee Hyunjin and Cheon Hyeon-a.

This was because she possessed an exceptionally peculiar and deviant sexual preference, one not easily found even if one scoured the entire world. ‘Hyunjin, Hyunjin thought of me…’ At the core of her actions lay not just satisfaction directed towards Lee Hyunjin, but also a rapidly blossoming affection.

The fact that ‘that’ Lee Hyunjin, who had been engrossed in women’s bodies for nearly a year and didn’t know how to refuse any woman who approached him, had flat-out rejected the temptation of a beauty like Cheon Hyeon-a, all for her sake— This shook Cheon Soyul’s inner world at that moment, amplifying her pleasure. It was more than just the sexual sensation one could gain through simple hand play; it was a mental thrill.

In a way, it might have been revealing the side of a wife who smiles while saying, ‘He’s a good person…’ even while being beaten [a saying describing someone who endures hardship for a loved one]. But at that moment, Cheon Soyul was unaware of her own pitiful and pathetic appearance.

In any case, Lee Hyunjin sleeping with other women was something she was so used to that she no longer felt any particular emotion about it. Just look at how many Cheon Soyul knew about:

Baek Ayun and Ryu Seeun. Kanzaki Rie and Seo Harin Sunbae. Violet and Rachel. Hong Yeonhwa and Jeong Iseo, and also—

“…” …Suddenly realizing there were perhaps too many, she felt an inexplicable surge of emotion, but Cheon Soyul decided to overlook that part for now. What mattered was that through experiencing these numerous dalliances, she herself had come to not mind Lee Hyunjin’s infidelity.

Furthermore, Cheon Soyul possessed peculiar preferences that she dared not speak of carelessly to others (though she had once confessed them to her mother-in-law). This meant that by now, she had reached the stage of someone who completely enjoyed it.

“…A soft cry, a groan…!” Indeed, at that moment, as she bent her waist flexibly like a cat, focusing on stimulating herself between her legs, she wore the expression of a woman who was truly blissfully happy. How could anyone deny it? She was indeed a deviant who felt an inexplicable excitement watching her lover sleep with her sister.

Squelch, squelch! As she continuously moved her fingers back and forth, Cheon Soyul felt a jolt of pleasure penetrate her entire body, yet she also felt a thirst. It wasn’t a literal thirst, but rather a slightly different feeling.

‘Not enough…’ Perhaps it was because she had been accustomed to only Lee Hyunjin’s penis working inside her for so long? She felt dissatisfied with just one index finger. So, Cheon Soyul, who had been engrossed in self-pleasure, pulled out her finger, sucked on it with a pop, and grimaced at the saltiness, yet still raised her middle finger. If one wasn’t enough, she’d use two. It was a perfectly logical (?) response.

“A gasp…!” Indeed, this method was highly effective. With the rather forceful thrusting of two fingers, her index and middle fingers, Cheon Soyul felt her entire body tingle and convulse. The convulsive sensation delivered such a mind-numbingly pleasant feeling that those who hadn’t experienced it would likely never be able to imagine it in their lifetime.

‘I… I’m about to…’ At that moment, Cheon Soyul realized she had already reached her limit. She wasn’t usually the type to reach climax so easily. Perhaps it was because the scene she was witnessing provided a level of stimulation incomparable to mere pornographic videos. Whatever the reason, Cheon Soyul held a titillating anticipation for the orgasm that was clearly approaching, and she flicked her wrist.

Although the fingers she thrust inside didn’t quite reach all the way. Squelch…! “A sharp cry!?”

Nevertheless, the contact was more than enough to bring her to climax. Cheon Soyul instantly curled her fingertips and toes, letting out a piercing moan. Squirt, squirt! Between her legs, transparent streams of liquid shot up high a couple of times, spaced apart.

“…A gasp, a groan, a sigh.” Thud! Having achieved a spectacular female release, Cheon Soyul collapsed to her knees in that very position.

Her strength drained away. It was as if all the energy had scattered from her body after just one climax. This also meant that an intense lingering sensation remained. Though the climax itself was over, the lingering remnants of pleasure, like aftershocks, thoroughly explored and tickled her entire body.

‘This is incredible…’ Gasping with heated breaths, she struggled to support herself on the floor… Cheon Soyul thought to herself. She truly felt this mind-blowing masturbation was a first in her life. No, if she had to pick one, it wasn’t as if she hadn’t masturbated in a motel bathroom after her very first time with Lee Hyunjin… But in a way, wasn’t this satisfying enough to be infinitely close to that primal shock she felt back then?

“…A soft moan.” With a sensual breath, Cheon Soyul eventually dispelled the last remnants of her orgasm. With trembling hands, she rubbed her lower abdomen and lifted her head. By now, Lee Hyunjin and Cheon Hyeon-a were nearly ninety percent naked, their bodies intertwined. For a fleeting moment, Cheon Soyul felt a pang of jealousy at the sight.

“Well, who cares…” Even that emotion didn’t last long. After all, her scoundrel of a husband was long past the point of being exclusively hers; wasn’t it only right to make use of him like this? Lee Hyunjin would readily accept it if it meant making his wife happy. No, to be honest, even without such a reason, he was a philanderer who likely wouldn’t refuse physical relations with any woman anyway.

Regardless, Cheon Soyul once again pressed her index and middle fingers together and inserted them between her legs. If there was one truth only those in the know understood, it was that masturbating immediately after coming was the true pleasure. Cheon Soyul let out a soft, lustful smile, her lips curving upward, and lowered her head. And then.

Squelch…!

*****

Cheon Hyeon-a grimaced with a jolt of pleasure and a faint pain, throwing both hands behind her head and gripping the pillowcase so hard it seemed like she would crumple it.

“A gasp, a groan.” Her legs and thighs were flexibly raised, wrapped around Lee Hyunjin’s waist, and with her held in that fixed position, Lee Hyunjin was thrusting his member into her. First, a single thrust.

Plunge—! “A gasp…!”

With the strong, deep penetration, Cheon Hyeon-a turned her head to the side and cried out. She couldn’t help but be considerably flustered by how large and firm Lee Hyunjin’s member was, more so than she had expected.

‘Wh-what is this?’ However, a clearly pleased blush had risen on both her cheeks. Although the forceful thrust made her insides tingle and resonate, there was a greater pleasure that disregarded such pain.

Just the act of filling her vagina completely sent a sensation spreading throughout her entire body… If one had to describe it, it was truly an erotic bolt of lightning or thunder. At the sensation that electrically shocked her entire body, Cheon Hyeon-a unconsciously stuck out her tongue.

“…Are you alright? Should I go a bit gentler?” It was then that Lee Hyunjin’s concerned voice reached her ears. Cheon Hyeon-a flinched and looked up at Lee Hyunjin sharply.

“Hey, don’t say such presumptuous things…? Jebu.” In her mind, it was like, ‘Who is worrying about whom?’ She was much older, and while she didn’t know how many partners he’d had, she was certainly a woman confident in her own skills.

She was just a little flustered because it had been too long since she had been held in a man’s embrace… Normally, she would have surely pinned down and squeezed dry a mere rookie like him long ago. Her letting herself be pinned underneath was, if anything, a gentle consideration for her Jebu?

‘…Hmm. Anyway, that’s how it is.’ Cheon Hyeon-a genuinely thought so, trying her best to ignore the presence of the large penis that made her insides tingle.

“Well, if you say so.” If only Lee Hyunjin hadn’t casually moved his hips right after hearing her reply— Her act of feigning composure might have been successfully maintained.

Thwack!! “──!?”

Lee Hyunjin’s thighs and Cheon Hyeon-a’s pelvis violently collided, producing a sharp sound. Lee Hyunjin’s penis, which had already been quite deep, naturally plunged all the way to Cheon Hyeon-a’s cervix…

“…A-uh, uhm, a gasp?” For a moment, Cheon Hyeon-a couldn’t help but wear a dazed expression from the unexpectedly deep thrust. And then, arriving half a beat later, the profound sexual sensation rising from her friction-filled vagina.

“A sharp cry…!!?” Cheon Hyeon-a instantly shed her relaxed expression from moments before and bucked her hips. The bed frame violently shook for a moment, and the pillowcase she was clutching became even more piteously crumpled.

‘What, what what what what is this?’ Her eyelids mercilessly convulsed. Her fingertips curled back fiercely, and the strength left her legs that had been wrapped around Lee Hyunjin’s waist. It was a shock that powerful. Painful, agonizing, yet an ecstasy so overwhelming she had never felt anything like it—

“A gasp.” Cheon Hyeon-a couldn’t help but let out a pathetic gasp without realizing it. With a dazed expression, she dropped her legs with a thump.

“…?” Lee Hyunjin, seeing Cheon Hyeon-a so utterly overwhelmed by just a single thrust, couldn’t help but be slightly flustered.

‘What is this…?’ Just a moment ago, he had indeed thrust his member somewhat roughly into her. But others had endured it quite well until now.

For instance, Baek Ayun, Kanzaki, or Violet… women who were naturally able to withstand men had simply been happy, no matter how hard he thrust. Even Cheon Soyul hadn’t collapsed this quickly.

Lee Hyunjin narrowed his eyes, and a hypothesis came to mind. Could it be that the Cheon family was inherently weak, born with inferiority as the price for their superior awakened genes? This was a quite reasonable suspicion, but even so, Lee Hyunjin had no intention of stopping their activity now.

“…Wake up, Cheohyeong.” “A gasp, a yelp, wa-wait.” “We haven’t even started yet.”

Lee Hyunjin gently stroked Cheon Hyeon-a’s cheek and nape, and curled the corners of his lips. Cheon Hyeon-a looked up at Lee Hyunjin, her eyes trembling desperately—

“A gasp… So good…” As the two of them were so preoccupied in their own way, there was no time given for them to pay attention to a certain girl who had been sitting outside the door for a long time, enthusiastically masturbating.

Cheon Soyul, however, considered even that indifference a part of the play and let her expression soften. Thus, only sensual wet sounds continuously echoed from the bed and the hallway.