[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 235

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“But Shi-woo Oppa~ There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you since earlier~!”

Se-young says to Shi-woo as the dishes on the table are almost empty.

“…Huh? What is it?”

At Se-young’s words, Shi-woo seems a little nervous and stops the movements of his foot inside Mom’s crotch and his hand rolling Se-hee Noona’s clitoris.

Shi-woo looks at Se-young as if nothing happened, waiting for her question.

“Shi-woo Oppa, but why have you been calling Se-hee Unni by her name since earlier, instead of calling her Noona?”

Se-young looks at Shi-woo with an expression as if she’s finally asking something she’s been curious about for a while.

“Ah~ While Se-young was at Seon-ju Imo’s house, we decided to do that~ We got pretty close in the meantime~! Right, Se-hee-ya?”

Shi-woo says, seeking agreement as he resumes circling his finger on Se-hee Noona’s clitoris.

“Yeah… that’s right… as Shi-woo says… we… we decided to call each other comfortably without worrying about it… Haa~”

Se-hee Noona forces a smile at Se-young, answering in accordance with Shi-woo’s words.

Se-young looks at Se-hee Noona and tilts her head slightly.

“It’s weird~ Suddenly calling her name when you’ve been calling her Noona until now~ Se-hee Unni is older than Shi-woo Oppa too~ Hehe~”

Se-young says that it feels awkward for Shi-woo to call Se-hee Noona by her name without the title of Noona.

“You can do that when you get really close~ Basically, it’s like a game~! While Se-young and Mom weren’t home, Se-hee and I got super close~ It was only about a week that you guys were gone~ You never know what might happen~ Don’t you think so, Mom?”

Shi-woo asks, nonchalantly teasing Mom again, stroking her crotch up and down with his toes.

“Uh… uh?… Th-that’s…”

Mom is startled by Shi-woo’s sudden question and can’t answer, shrinking her body.

“Mom, did you know Shi-woo Oppa and Se-hee Unni were doing this~?”

Se-young looks at Mom with a slightly surprised expression.

“Yeah~ Mom knew too~ He’s calling Se-hee by her name with Mom’s permission~”

Shi-woo answers for Mom to Se-young’s question.

“Really~?”

Se-young looks at Shi-woo, asking as if to confirm once more.

“Of course~!”

Shi-woo says, scratching the bean-like protrusion on the upper part of Mom’s split gap with his big toe.

“Haa…”

Mom’s body leans forward, trembling slightly.

Shi-woo never directly asked Mom for permission to call Se-hee Noona by her name.

But judging from her attitude, he thinks he has obtained tacit consent.

“Hehe~ Then if I get close to Shi-woo Oppa, can I call him whatever I want too?”

Se-young looks at Mom and asks with an innocent expression.

“Th-there’s a big…age difference…and Se-hee…might not like it… Th-and…first of all…he’s your Oppa…Haa…”

Mom seems uncomfortable with Se-young’s gaze, her face flushing as she stammers, unable to speak properly as if trying to find an excuse.

“Well~ There’s no reason why you can’t at home~? Who’s going to say anything if Mom’s okay with it?”

Shi-woo ignores Mom’s words once again, speaking as if it’s obvious, cutting her off.

“That’s right~? If Mom’s okay with it, there’s no one who can say anything at home now~?”

Se-young has an expression as if she agrees with Shi-woo’s words, speaking as if she’s subtly ignoring Mom’s words as well.

A tingling, sadistic sense of satisfaction rises up Shi-woo’s spine at Se-young’s attitude of ignoring Mom, spreading from the back of his neck to his entire body.

A pleasant resonance of joy slowly crawls up to the tip of Shi-woo’s penis.

“But you have to get super close~ Close enough to shower together and sleep together~!”

Shi-woo is saying as a joke, as if he’s blatantly trying to let the two women know what he’s been doing with Se-hee Noona while Mom and Se-young weren’t around.

“Really~? Then I guess I can’t call Oppa whatever I want yet~? Too bad~!”

Se-young responds with a playful tone, as if accepting Shi-woo’s joke, sounding disappointed.

“We can all get closer as a family in the future and live like that~ There’s plenty of time~”

Shi-woo says that to Se-young, then looks at Mom’s embarrassed face with a satisfied expression.

“Yeah~! I like it~ Shi-woo Oppa, Se-hee Unni, and Mom getting closer in the future~!”

Se-young responds to Shi-woo’s words energetically, as if she’s enjoying the conversation with him.

The conversation flows like Shi-woo and Se-young are exchanging jokes.

“But I~! I already sleep with Mom and shower with her these days, so we’re already super close~ Hehe~!”

Se-young suddenly puts her arm around Mom, who’s sitting next to her, and says to Shi-woo as if she’s showing off.

Whether it’s by chance or not, Se-young’s hand that’s hugging Mom is on top of Mom’s breasts.

Shi-woo’s foot is stuck in Mom’s crotch.

Se-young’s hand seems to be gripping and releasing slightly.

“Se…Se-young-ah…j-just a moment…”

Mom doesn’t know what to do with Se-young’s sudden hug and hand movements, startled and flinching, then struggling to push Se-young away.

Even as she’s being pushed away slightly by Mom, Se-young is still making playful expressions, just like when she was exchanging jokes with Shi-woo, and trying to cling to Mom.

Shi-woo briefly wonders if Se-young is now understanding all the hidden meanings in Shi-woo’s words and acting accordingly.

The blood rushing forward is expanding Shi-woo’s hard flesh as if it’s about to tear it apart.

**

“I wonder if the ice cream cake we bought before is still left in the fridge?”

As they’re almost done eating, Shi-woo says to himself, looking at Se-young, who’s leaning against Mom and rubbing against her.

“I saw a lot left earlier~ Why the cake~?”

Se-young answers Shi-woo’s question, which was like a soliloquy, sounding excited.

“Ah~ Just~ I keep thinking about the cool and sweet taste~ I was wondering if I could taste it again~”

Shi-woo tries speaking to his young sister in a casual tone.

“Yeah~ It’s delicious, right? I knew Oppa would like that cake~ Hehe, wait a minute~ I’ll bring it~”

Se-young said, getting up from where she was leaning against Mom.

“Okay~ Thanks~ Se-young-ah~”

Shi-woo looks at Se-young as if she’s admirable.

“Yeah~ Hehe~ Se-hee Unni, do you want some ice cream too?”

Se-young gets up from her seat with an attitude that seems to be complying with Shi-woo, asking Se-hee Noona if she wants some ice cream too.

“I…I’m…okay… I don’t feel like it right now…”

Se-hee Noona seems to want to get out of that place as quickly as possible because her lower body is exposed by Shi-woo.

Se-hee Noona answers, embarrassed by Se-young’s question of whether she wants to eat ice cream, even while accepting Shi-woo’s indecent acts.

“Mom? What about you?”

Se-young looks back at Mom, asking for her opinion as well.

“Uh…Mom’s f-full right now too…I’ll…I’ll eat later…”

Mom is answering her youngest daughter with an exhausted expression, as if she’s tired from Shi-woo’s continued caresses and Se-young’s touch.

“Okay~ Then Shi-woo Oppa and I will have to eat it by ourselves~ Hehe~”

Se-young puts her hand on Mom’s shoulder, stroking the dog collar around her neck backwards, brushing past Mom.

Mom flinches for a moment, as if a sensitive area was touched.

Mom usually didn’t like Shi-woo and her siblings eating snacks other than the dishes and food she prepared at home.

Originally, Mom wouldn’t have allowed them to eat ice cream, but they should have asked Mom for permission to eat ice cream first.

Is Se-young intentionally thinking of ignoring the rules and procedures of the house that she has been following until now?

Or is she instinctively aware of Mom’s authority and face that have been broken by Shi-woo, and acting accordingly?

Either way, Se-young’s attitude of treating Mom lightly now seems to be enough to stimulate Shi-woo’s excitement.

Se-young runs to the refrigerator and takes out the ice cream cake in the freezer, placing it on the kitchen counter.

Se-young is carefully cutting the cake into appropriate pieces with a plastic knife and placing them on a pretty plate.

**

“Mom and Se-hee must be really full because of the snacks they ate earlier~?”

Shi-woo says in a playful tone, raising his voice so that Mom, Se-hee Noona, and Se-young can all hear.

Shi-woo is saying this while thinking about his thick semen that he fed Mom and Se-hee Noona today.

But the two women look at Shi-woo’s face with puzzled expressions, as if they don’t understand what Shi-woo is saying right away.

Shi-woo glances at Se-young and puts his hand in his pocket.

He grabs the damp piece of cloth that had been touching Mom and Se-hee Noona’s bodies.

Shi-woo takes out the panties in his hand and throws them onto the empty space on the table.

Mom’s white panties and Se-hee Noona’s purple panties fall onto the table with a wet sound as if they’re sticking together.

Mom’s and Se-hee Noona’s panties, stained with Shi-woo’s semen.

The two women stare at the table as if time has stopped for a moment.

Soon, Mom and Se-hee Noona seem to realize what Shi-woo meant, making eye contact and blushing.

Mom immediately reaches out and grabs the evidence of lust and degradation placed on the table, hiding them as if snatching them away.

“Haaah…”

Mom lowers her face, looking like she’s about to cry, and exhales hot breaths.

Se-hee Noona also turns her head towards the living room, avoiding eye contact with Mom, looking very embarrassed.

Shi-woo watches Mom and Se-hee Noona’s reactions with a satisfied expression and puts his hand inside his pants.

Shi-woo strokes his penis, which is stiff and hard as if it’s about to burst, up and down.