[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 344 (Seyoung, Sua ㅇ)

344

Shi-woo tickles Soo-ah and Se-young’s tender petals with his fingers.

“Haa-eum… chuuup heueu… chuuap… haaup“

His younger sisters moan, licking the semen smeared on each other’s faces and lips.

In a cool, dim space where shapes are barely visible, the distant and dizzying lewd acts with his unreal younger sisters…

Shi-woo feels his mind go blank, as if the senses in his body are becoming paralyzed.

Will he wake up from this delusion-like dream and open his eyes to the reality of his bed at home?

Just as his mind was becoming muddled with such absurd thoughts, he senses someone approaching from the passage behind him!

It seemed the people who entered the haunted house after Shi-woo and his sisters had caught up to them.

Shi-woo is startled and takes his hands off his sisters’ bodies.

Pulling up his lowered pants, Shi-woo tries to fix his clothes.

The younger sisters must have felt the sounds and presence from behind, as they were moving busily, as if hastily fixing their clothes.

Shi-woo gropes around and touches Soo-ah and Se-young’s bodies.

The younger sisters seemed to be pulling down the dresses Shi-woo had draped over their heads, putting their arms through, and getting dressed again.

Shi-woo reaches out towards Soo-ah’s calf.

Soo-ah’s panties, which were around her ankles, had already been pulled up.

Just in case, Shi-woo puts his hand inside Soo-ah’s skirt.

Right between her legs under the skirt, a thin piece of fabric hanging halfway down her thighs.

As Shi-woo had ordered before undressing her, Soo-ah hadn’t pulled her panties all the way up to her hips, but had left them halfway down her thighs.

Shi-woo pats Soo-ah’s bare butt as if praising her.

“Soo-ah listens well, huh? That ssibal bitch Seon-ju always tries to do whatever she wants, so I scold her and punish her…”

Shi-woo whispers insults about her Imo into her ear.

Was it because he was cursing and talking down to her mother, Seon-ju Imo, or was it because Shi-woo’s voice whispering in her ear tickled her?

Soo-ah takes a long, unnatural, trembling breath.

“Since you listened so well, Soo-ah will have to take all of Seon-ju’s punishments from now on.”

Shi-woo spreads out the hand he had been patting with, covers Soo-ah’s butt, and rubs it gently as he speaks in a low voice.

Soo-ah listens quietly to Shi-woo’s words, panting heavily as if she feels sorry for her rough breathing.

Shi-woo squeezes Soo-ah’s butt once with force, then takes his hand out from under her skirt.

Then, Shi-woo immediately stands his sisters up.

Shi-woo grabs Soo-ah and Se-young’s arms and pulls them to his sides, hugging them close to his chest again.

The younger sisters were following Shi-woo’s lead, entrusting their bodies to him.

He could faintly smell his semen on his sisters’ bodies, but Shi-woo didn’t care much anymore.

No, rather, as he realized anew that his semen was smeared on his sisters’ bodies like a mark, a surge of excitement filled Shi-woo’s chest.

With his sisters in his arms, Shi-woo slowly walks towards the brightly lit passage.

**

The profiles of his sisters, revealed by the dim light, seem to be filled with a different kind of sexiness than before.

The dog collars around their necks like marks of slaves, and the leashes hidden inside their clothes.

The pure white faces of his sisters, illuminated by the lights on the floor and walls, seemed to be flushed with a deep blush filled with shame and excitement.

A few steps ahead, in the upper right corner of the wall, a CCTV camera is installed, pointing towards Shi-woo and his sisters.

The CCTV camera is hung in a perfect position, as if watching Shi-woo and his sisters’ actions as soon as they emerge from the darkness into the light.

Shi-woo is overly conscious of the camera and puts his hand inside his sisters’ dresses, where their shoulders are exposed.

Shi-woo’s hand, which brushes against their armpits, covers Soo-ah and Se-young’s bulging breasts.

The soft, supple skin soaked in saliva and semen came into Shi-woo’s hand.

With his hand inside the dress, Shi-woo firmly grasps Soo-ah and Se-young’s breasts in his palm.

The younger sisters were walking without even moaning, as if ashamed in front of the CCTV camera.

As if they were being punished for enduring shame, the younger sisters were biting their lower lips and looking down at the floor with unfocused eyes…

With his palms covering his sisters’ breasts, Shi-woo releases his thumb and forefinger and pinches their erect nipples.

“Heu-eut”

Soo-ah and Se-young let out short moans at the sensation on their nipples.

Shi-woo gently rolls his sisters’ nipples and occasionally squeezes and presses them with force, as if pinching them.

“Heueueueut… Heueueung”

The younger sisters were letting out long groans, as if feeling both pain and excitement from Shi-woo’s fingers, which were strongly pressing down on their nipples like a hydraulic press.

Shi-woo pushes and pulls Soo-ah and Se-young’s nipples forward alternately, as if milking a cow.

Before long, as he thinks about how someday breast milk for Shi-woo and Shi-woo’s baby will come out of these soft and supple breasts and nipples of his sisters, a strange wave arises in Shi-woo’s chest.

“I want to drink it soon…”

Shi-woo indifferently looks at the gloomy structures and speaks in a passing tone, as if talking to himself.

The younger sisters, whose nipples were being squeezed, trembled and flinched, as if they understood what Shi-woo’s indifferent words meant.

Shi-woo and his sisters were passing through the inside of the haunted house like that.

Occasionally, actors in makeup would pop out and startle Shi-woo and his sisters.

Each time, Shi-woo would take his hand out from inside Soo-ah and Se-young’s clothes and pretend not to, wrapping his arms around their waists.

After the actors in makeup passed by, he would calm Soo-ah and Se-young, who were trembling as if startled while being held by Shi-woo.

After his sisters calmed down, Shi-woo would invariably put his hand back inside their clothes and naturally grab their bare breasts.

Sometimes, Shi-woo would leave his hand in the dark without taking it out and squeeze his sisters’ breasts even harder.

Each time, the newly discovered pleasure was spreading like goosebumps from Shi-woo’s fingertips to his spinal cord.

Shi-woo repeats that several times, passing through the dark and gloomy interior of the haunted house.

Finally, as they approached the exit, Shi-woo separated from his sisters and fixed his clothes.

Shi-woo comes out of the exit of the haunted house with his sisters like that.

After coming out of the haunted house, Shi-woo and his sisters stand apart, maintaining a somewhat awkward distance.

The smell and heat emanating from his sisters still didn’t seem to have cooled down at all.

But as soon as they came outside, they were tidying up their clothes as if nothing had happened, acting as if nothing had happened.

Shi-woo didn’t dislike the attitude that Soo-ah and Se-young were showing.

The ambiguous yet strange attitude that Mom, Seon-ju Imo, and everyone else related to Shi-woo’s family’s secret had been showing to each other until now.

While they were showing that attitude, there was still room or possibility to return to being a family at any time.

Perhaps that was an attitude that those who were committing incest had learned through long experience as an ideal or correct answer.

**

“Now that it seems like we’ve mostly cleaned up, should we go?”

Shi-woo says to his sisters, who are finishing tidying up their clothes.

“U-ung…”

Soo-ah and Se-young answered as if reacting reflexively to Shi-woo’s words.

On his sisters’ faces and the skin above their chests, there were traces of saliva left like sweat from licking off the semen that had been smeared on them.

Upon closer inspection, Shi-woo’s white semen was smeared on Se-young’s cheeks and below her collarbone, where it hadn’t been completely wiped off.

Shi-woo’s semen, mixed with saliva marks, was faintly spread out to the point where it couldn’t be easily noticed.

Soo-ah discovers the semen marks on Se-young and takes out a wet wipe from her pocket, as if surprised.

Soo-ah pulls out a wet wipe and brings it to Se-young’s face, trying to wipe off the moisture on her.

Shi-woo instantly reaches out and stops Soo-ah’s hand holding the wet wipe.

Soo-ah looks at Shi-woo, as if flustered.

“I think it’s okay to just leave it?”

Shi-woo said to Soo-ah in a soft but firm tone, as if giving an order.

A sense of shame, as if she had been pointed out for doing something wrong, seemed to flash in Soo-ah’s eyes for a moment.

Soon, she blushed as if she had accepted it and dropped the hand holding the wet wipe down.

A faint smile spreads across Se-young’s lips as she watches the scene.

The saliva marks on his sisters’ faces and breasts were clearly visible, glistening in the sunlight.

An open space where an unspecified number of people pass by.

The heat and smell, the semen and saliva marks, and the necklaces and leashes around their necks.

Shi-woo wore a very satisfied smile, as if he was very pleased with the image of them that he had created.