[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 183

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Since Shi-woo exposed each other’s embarrassing secrets,

As per Shi-woo’s orders, they don’t directly talk about it, but it seemed like Mom and Seon-ju Imo were exchanging sexually suggestive jokes with Shi-woo in mind.

-Mostly, it feels like Mom is the one being taken advantage of by Seon-ju Imo…-

Mom’s voice, sounding shrill over the receiver,

“Okay~ Okay~ I’m going in now! I told you not to worry since we’re not talking about it~!”

Seon-ju Imo soothes Mom, who is snapping back in an excited voice, as if trying to calm her down.

“Yeah… yeah… I know~ I’m going in~ Nothing’s wrong, of course~! Okay~ Yeah~ I’ll hang up now~~!”

Seon-ju Imo ended the call, coaxing Mom like that.

**

“We should get going now. Your mom seems really pissed that we came out with the kids without telling her~ Kikikik.”

Seon-ju Imo said to Shi-woo, smiling as if satisfied.

“You’re leaving now?”

Shi-woo asks Seon-ju Imo, a little flustered, pulling up his panties that had been pushed down by his erect penis under the table.

“Yeah~ I saw Shi-woo’s face~ And it seems like I did everything I wanted to do. I should go now~”

Seon-ju Imo says, giving Shi-woo a strange smile.

“O…okay…”

Shi-woo picks up the towel that fell on his thigh and covers his erected member as he answers.

Seon-ju Imo picks up the can of beer on the table.

“Kolkak kolkkal!”

Seon-ju Imo coolly pours the remaining beer in the can into her mouth and swallows.

Her head tilts back again, and Seon-ju Imo’s firm breasts, encased in her bra, jut forward.

Her large breast flesh stretches and releases, jiggling slightly like jelly pudding.

Shi-woo’s eyes are fixed between Seon-ju Imo’s cleavage again.

“Huaaaahm~”

Seon-ju Imo puts down the empty beer can and stretches again, as if trying to get Shi-woo’s attention.

“Aigugu~ Thanks to Shi-woo, there’s not a place on me that doesn’t ache~!”

Seon-ju Imo complains to Shi-woo as if wanting him to hear, patting her stiff shoulders in the middle of stretching.

“I should go get dressed now~”

Seon-ju Imo said that and tried to get up from her seat.

Then, as if her legs gave out, she plopped back down into her seat, landing on her butt.

“Heeing~ I feel the alcohol kicking in, and since I’m relaxed, it feels like I don’t have any strength in my legs anymore~”

Seon-ju Imo says, exaggerating her expression as if acting cute.

“Seon-ju Imo… are you… okay?”

Shi-woo says, looking worried, remembering how he choked Seon-ju Imo and violently pulled her hair.

“I’d be okay if I get another massage from Shi-woo next time~ Then, Se-young and Soo-ah should lie down next to me and get one together, kikik.”

Seon-ju Imo said to Shi-woo in a tone that seemed like she was joking until the end.

“O… okay…”

Shi-woo imagines Seon-ju Imo and his younger sisters lying naked side by side on the living room floor for a moment as he answers.

Each time it’s his turn, he slowly thrusts his huge member into the crotch cracks of Seon-ju Imo, Soo-ah, and Se-young, massaging them.

Each time it was his turn, the two daughters were struggling to accept Shi-woo’s member, making sounds similar to their mothers’ moans.

“Soo-ahya~ Can you help Mom to the dressing room? I think I need to get dressed again since we have to go home now~”

Seon-ju Imo said, sitting in her seat and reaching out her hand as if trying to hug Soo-ah like a baby.

Soo-ah glances at Shi-woo once, then nods silently and approaches Seon-ju Imo.

“Then I’ll be back, Shi-woo-ya~ Talk to Se-young for a bit~”

Seon-ju Imo hugs Soo-ah from behind, as if pressing Soo-ah’s head against her chest, and enters the dressing room together.

**

“Is magic academy worth attending?”

Shi-woo, sitting at the table alone with Se-young, broke the awkward silence and spoke to Se-young first.

“Yeah, it’s fun~! Ms. Yena is pretty too~! Hehe.”

Se-young answers brightly, seeming happy to be talking about the academy with Shi-woo Oppa.

“You can even watch the older students doing magic at the cafe!!”

Se-young continues to talk about the academy as if boasting.

It seemed that students were showcasing light magic to customers for practice in the underground event cafe run by the academy.

“Is Se-young going to do it there later too?”

Shi-woo was asking Se-young in a lighthearted mood.

“Hehe~ I’m still far from it~ But I’m studying hard~”

Se-young answers Shi-woo, smiling shyly.

The 모습s of her making provocative jokes or whispering in Shi-woo’s ear were nowhere to be seen; she had returned to the Se-young that Shi-woo knew.

Watching that Se-young, Shi-woo’s member becomes even stiffer.

**

“Okay, I brought Shi-woo’s clothes too~ You might catch a cold if you stay undressed for too long because it’s hot.”

Seon-ju Imo came back, having gotten dressed and even bringing Shi-woo’s clothes that he had taken off in the dressing room.

Shi-woo, hiding his erect member under the table, takes the t-shirt and shorts from Seon-ju Imo and puts them on.

Shi-woo hides his penis, which is sticking out of his underwear, in his waistband like before.

Shi-woo gets up and escorts Seon-ju Imo and his younger sisters to the front door.

“We’re leaving~ Oppa.”

The younger sisters hugged Shi-woo at the same time, saying goodbye.

Shi-woo wraps his arms around his younger sisters’ backs and hugs them.

Shi-woo’s erect member is touching the younger sisters’ bellies and waists as if being pressed against them.

Shi-woo’s erection seemed to be an open secret.

Shi-woo subtly lowers his hand towards Se-young and Soo-ah’s butts.

Shi-woo could feel the plump flesh of his two younger sisters’ butts in his hand.

Seon-ju Imo smiles lewdly.

That’s how Shi-woo said goodbye to his younger sisters.

**

Seon-ju Imo and his younger sisters’ lewd visit passed by in a daze.

Shi-woo’s member is still erect…

Shi-woo stands blankly and slowly recalls the events that just happened at the table, as if retracing them.

Se-young’s lewd whisper asking whether he likes his daughter or younger sister more.

And the strange nuance of the question asking what kind of dog collar she should buy, as if wanting Shi-woo to hear.

Shi-woo’s daring masturbation under the table, secretly shown only to Soo-ah.

The lewd jokes that Seon-ju Imo and Se-young exchanged, using the subject of breastfeeding as a material, which went beyond the line.

Not one of them was something that could be passed off as ordinary.

Shi-woo returns to the kitchen table and reaches out his hand to touch the seat where Soo-ah was sitting.

Soo-ah’s chair is wet.

It seemed that Soo-ah had inherited the maternal genes and had a lot of fluids as well.

Was she aroused by seeing Shi-woo masturbate?

Shi-woo goes to the other side of the table, just in case, and checks the seats where Seon-ju Imo and Se-young were sitting.

As expected, Seon-ju Imo’s chair is wet, of course.

And next to it, he sees Se-young’s seat.

Shi-woo carefully places his hand on the seat where Se-young was sitting as well.

Se-young’s vaginal fluid is pooled enough to wet his hand.

Se-young’s vaginal fluid…

A confusing excitement and a boiling heat seemed to be rising from the area around his testicles.

The sensation of ejaculation is tingling in Shi-woo’s penis.

Shi-woo heads towards the dressing room, thinking of Soo-ah’s panties.

Shi-woo was thinking of ejaculating once again on Soo-ah’s panties, which he had left on the small table in the dressing room.

Shi-woo arrives at the dressing room and looks around inside, puzzled.

It was in the same state as before, without anything being cleaned up.

“Huh?”

But Soo-ah’s panties, which should have been next to Se-hee Noona’s panties, are nowhere to be seen.

Only Se-hee Noona’s panties are left on the small table.

Seon-ju Imo, who had gone to the dressing room to put on the clothes she had taken off just now.

And Soo-ah, who was with her to help Seon-ju Imo.

In that moment, the image of Seon-ju Imo putting the panties, which were covered in Shi-woo’s semen, on Soo-ah flashes through Shi-woo’s mind.

Shi-woo’s heart starts beating rapidly.

Shi-woo runs the wireless vibrator operation app on his smartphone that he was holding with trembling hands.

And then he turns on the vibrator to the maximum intensity and holds it.

Shi-woo was not going to stop the vibrator until the battery ran out.

Along with the vibration of the smartphone, a tingling sensation of ejaculation seemed to be vibrating in Shi-woo’s penis as well.

Shi-woo imagines Soo-ah sitting down on the street, not knowing what to do.

Excitement, the sensation of ejaculation, and suppressed guilt are mixed together inside Shi-woo, and they immediately surge to the extreme.

“You bitch!!”

Shi-woo starts masturbating, cursing.

-Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak! Tak!!

“You bitch! This is all your fault!”

Shi-woo spits out a curse mixed with resentment into the air, not knowing who he is saying it to.

“Irresponsible bitch! You can’t even protect your own daughters! You whore!”

Shi-woo was waving his penis violently, spewing out incomprehensible curses for a while.

Shi-woo suddenly thinks of one person’s face.

The only person he wants to confirm all the situations that are happening now.

It was Mom.

Shi-woo, carrying his confused feelings, runs to the master bedroom.

Shi-woo opens the drawer of the bedside table and puts his penis, which is about to ejaculate, against Mom’s things inside.

“Pshyuk! Pshyuuk! Pshyuk!”

Shi-woo sprays his thick semen once again on the red leather dog collar and leash, and the white lingerie that he was going to give to Mom as a gift.