Broken Resolution (Mom, Se-young)

13

Shi-woo woke up early in the morning.

Unlike his troubled mind, his body felt refreshed.

Last night, he finished a fierce masturbation session with Se-hee Noona’s panties and threw them into the washing machine, feeling like he was drained.

He trembled with guilt, but at the same time, he felt a sense of relief.

If he had stayed in Se-young’s room, he didn’t know what he would have done.

He felt relieved that he hadn’t crossed the final line.

Shi-woo cherished Se-young.

She was his cute and lovely younger sister, thirty years his junior.

With her gentle personality, she had followed Shi-woo well since she was young.

Perhaps because she grew up receiving a lot of love from all of her family, she was always cheerful.

Even the notoriously two-faced Se-hee Noona seemed to make a special exception when it came to Se-young.

Shi-woo loved Se-young very much.

If a fire broke out in the house and he had to choose just one family member to save, it would probably be Se-young without question.

That’s how much Shi-woo cherished Se-young as his sister.

That was why Shi-woo was able to run out of the room last night.

Even with intense lust for his sleeping, defenseless younger sister…

It was almost a miracle and an act of will.

He protected his relationship with his younger sister.

He could continue it.

Shi-woo went to take a shower to wash away the filth from his intense masturbation.

Throughout the shower, Shi-woo vowed with a repentant heart that he would never lust after Se-young again.

Shi-woo remembered that he had rushed out of Se-young’s room without even covering her with a blanket.

After finishing his shower, he passed through the darkened living room and went to Se-young’s room.

Se-young was curled up in a ball, sleeping soundly.

The girl who had been stirring up Shi-woo’s heart just moments ago was no longer in that room.

Only his beloved younger sister, Se-young, was there.

Shi-woo felt relieved once again.

Shi-woo gently lifted the blanket that had been pushed aside and covered Se-young.

After watching Se-young for a while, Shi-woo left her room.

Shi-woo was about to return to his room through the dimly lit living room.

But he saw light seeping through the crack in the open door of the master bedroom.

A heavy sense of unease.

A faint, moaning sound could be heard, barely audible.

He approached the master bedroom and peered inside through the crack in the open door.

There, bathed in the bright light of the room’s lamp, was Mom, lying in the same position as when she was breastfeeding Se-young.

Her eyes were covered with an eye mask to block the light, and her lips were parted and closing, exuding a seductive aura.

She had opened the chest area of her lavender silk gown towards the door where Shi-woo was standing, and she had one hand inside her panties, rubbing with a frantic motion.

And in her other hand, she held Se-hee Noona’s panties.

Se-hee Noona’s black panties, where Shi-woo had poured out a tremendous amount of semen just moments ago.

Shi-woo’s heart pounded, and he felt a surge of excitement again.

‘Why is Mom…?’

Shi-woo was confused.

He couldn’t make sense of the situation in his head right away.

He could only get turned on by the sight of Mom’s voluptuous body, which was exuding sexual desire before his eyes…

Shi-woo took out his massive penis and gripped it with both hands.

And he began to masturbate, stroking his hand up and down vigorously.

Mom’s luscious breasts…

Her elegant and weighty buttocks…

They were twisting and vibrating in sync with Mom’s movements as she writhed.

After watching that scene and shaking his penis for a while, Shi-woo also felt the urge to ejaculate.

All sense of guilt was already gone.

He repeatedly debated whether to cum on Mom’s breasts.

Then, he thought of the sleeping Se-young.

His earlier resolution had crumbled so easily.

But even as he made the resolution, Shi-woo knew.

That he would eventually do that thing he might have done.

Shi-woo pulled up his pants and carefully returned to Se-young’s room.

Se-young was still fast asleep, unaware of anything.

Shi-woo lowered his pants and brought the head of his massive penis towards Se-young’s face.

And he gripped the shaft of that enormous thing, which couldn’t be held with one hand, and shook it carelessly.

Shi-woo recalled the scene of Se-young sucking on Mom’s breasts.

Those lips that had been on Mom’s nipples were right in front of him.

As Shi-woo’s glans moved back and forth, it brushed against Se-young’s lips.

Shi-woo’s penis, which was at its limit.

That tingling sensation of his lips brushing against it felt like an electric shock, traveling up his spine and into his brain.

In an instant, Shi-woo’s semen exploded like a burst.

The ejected semen covered Se-young’s face.

Her eyes, cheeks, nose, and mouth were all covered, and Shi-woo was breathing heavily.

Right before his eyes was Se-young’s face, covered in the milky white liquid that had come from his body.

Shi-woo put his finger on Se-young’s lips and gently spread the semen that was smeared nearby in a circle.

As if it were a ritual act of accepting his sexual guilt.

**

Recalling the memories of the previous day, Shi-woo felt his body heat up.

He felt a complex mix of emotions: amazement, pride, embarrassment, and torment.

He got up and went down to the first-floor bathroom.

Shi-woo usually used the second-floor bathroom when he woke up.

He went down to the first-floor bathroom because he wanted to confirm the traces of the unreal night before.

The dressing room, which doubled as a laundry room, was in front of the bathroom.

He opened the washing machine lid.

The laundry inside the washing machine was running.

The item that would have clearly reminded him of and proven the events of the night before had already been taken care of by Mom.

He felt a sense of disappointment, but also a subtle excitement welled up inside him.

He imagined Mom, alone, cleaning up the mess with a body soaked in post-orgasmic excitement.

He quickly washed up and went out to the living room, where Mom and Se-young were preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Looking at Mom’s body, he remembered the image of her writhing on the bed in the master bedroom with an eye mask on, smelling Shi-woo’s semen.

“Shi-woo, you’re up early today?”

Mom greeted him with a smile.

Mom’s voice and demeanor were no different from usual.

She must have known that Shi-woo had been masturbating with Se-hee Noona’s panties after seeing Mom’s exposed breasts…

Shi-woo was now certain that Mom had been awake when he flicked her nipples with his finger.

When he thought about it, it was almost impossible for someone not to wake up when such a sensitive area was struck with that much force.

If someone woke up from such an impact, it would be natural for them to instinctively cover that sensitive area and get up.

That twitching, as if trying to minimize body movement and suppress it…

What Mom showed was the clumsy acting of someone trying not to get caught being awake.

Shi-woo now realized and became certain of that suspicious fact that he had vaguely felt before.

And now, Mom was acting like her usual self, as if nothing had happened.

If Mom knew that Shi-woo knew, how would that smiling face of hers distort?

Thinking about that made Shi-woo feel strange.

“Yeah, I slept well after working up a good sweat last night.”

Shi-woo deliberately said that to Mom in a way that would evoke masturbation.

He wanted to see Mom’s reaction of embarrassment.

“Did you work out before going to bed or something?”

Mom asked calmly.

Had she not noticed, or was she pretending not to know?

Shi-woo steeled himself once more and tried to strike up a conversation with Mom’s nonchalant reaction.

“No, it wasn’t exercise… but Mom, did you sleep well last night like I did?”

“Huh… uh?”

Mom’s eyebrows lifted slightly, and a look of embarrassment flashed across her face for a moment.

Shi-woo was able to clearly catch the meaning of that expression in that instant, which no one else could ever read.

In that one moment, Shi-woo felt a strange sense of dominance and accomplishment in the fact that a secret sensation between the two of them had been shared and connected, like a spark.

“I mean, after I moved Se-young, did you sleep well?”

Shi-woo said to Mom, as if trying to cover it up.

“Ah~ uh… yeah, I think I slept well after that, thanks to you, Shi-woo.”

Mom seemed a little uneasy and suspicious, but she seemed to think that Shi-woo couldn’t possibly know about what happened late last night.

“I’ll make zucchini stew today~ But I wonder if Oppa will like it? Still, you have to eat a balanced diet! Hehe.”

Se-young smiled brightly and spoke to him again today.

With that fair face that had been covered in Shi-woo’s semen just a few hours ago while she was asleep…

With those vibrant, crimson lips that had been smeared with semen rubbed on them with a finger…

She was chattering away so well.

“Yeah, I’ll eat anything Se-young makes deliciously.”

Shi-woo said to Se-young as if making another resolution, different from yesterday’s.

And then, he looked back and forth between the two women with a friendly gaze.