[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 378 (Seyoung)

(Future Se-young)

378

Shi-woo takes a refreshing breath of air and walks across the lawn towards Seon-ju Imo’s house gate.

As Shi-woo heads towards the gate, he looks around Seon-ju Imo’s yard and smiles with satisfaction.

The inexplicable strangeness he felt when he brought Se-young to Seon-ju Imo’s yard this morning was no longer felt by Shi-woo.

Shi-woo’s massive penis still stood stiffly inside his clothes.

Shi-woo no longer had to hide his excited, erect appearance in front of Se-young… or in front of the other Family members.

And he could now cram his massively erect thing into their wet cracks whenever he wanted.

The overwhelming sense of conquest and exhilaration elevates Shi-woo’s mood to the point of faintness.

Ben, who had been lying dejectedly in the corner of the yard, was now avoiding Shi-woo’s gaze, turning his head completely towards the wall.

A space that feels comfortable as if everything is under his control.

Behind him, he hears the sound of his younger sister Se-young’s footsteps following Shi-woo as she steps on the grass.

Shi-woo turns his head back and glances at Se-young, who is approaching him with awkward footsteps.

Se-young was still wearing the light blue denim dress and orange socks she had put on in the morning.

The only thing that has changed from when she left the house is the orange dog collar around her neck.

Like a piece of evidence confirming the changed relationship with her older brother, the orange dog collar hangs around her neck like an accessory.

The leash of the dog collar was tucked between Se-young’s breasts, inside her clothes.

The leash handle, which extends down to her thighs under her skirt, sticks out like a broken clock pendulum.

Se-young seemed to be trying hard to look at Shi-woo with a bright smile as usual.

But Se-young’s face is becoming more and more awkwardly distorted, as if she is in a lot of trouble.

And her legs, unable to stand still, are twisted and tangled together with her thighs pressed together.

Perhaps Se-young was having a lot of trouble keeping up with Shi-woo’s pace because of the pee that was about to burst in her bladder.

“Se-young, can you hold it until we get home? I was thinking of going around the park…”

Shi-woo turns to look at Se-young, pushing his erect thing forward inside his clothes, and says nonchalantly.

Se-young, startled by Shi-woo’s words that he would go around the park, shakes her head quickly before even answering.

“I don’t think I can hold it that long, Oppa! Even now… Hiiing~ Can’t I just go home for a second and pee right away and come back out?”

Se-young says to Shi-woo with a desperate expression.

Se-young, who had always maintained an attitude of subtly teasing Shi-woo, seeming to have the upper hand.

That Se-young is now begging Shi-woo as if she is sincerely pleading.

Se-young’s appearance of genuinely panicking, not like a role-playing act.

-Although that appearance may be Se-young’s excellent acting-

Shi-woo feels a sense of exhilaration that makes the hair on his back stand on end at the sight.

“No!”

Shi-woo firmly rejects Se-young’s request.

The smile was disappearing from Se-young’s face, who had been trying to maintain a bright expression.

A sadistic excitement fills him in an instant, and blood rushes to Shi-woo’s penis, which is already swollen as if it will burst, giving it strength.

As if the muscle pain and fatigue he had been feeling just a moment ago had disappeared from his mind, Shi-woo feels a strong urge to throw Se-young down on the yard of Seon-ju Imo’s house and rape her right away.

Even while feeling such a desire, he feels a pang in his heart as he sees his younger sister’s face, which has lost its smile, looking pitiful and pathetic.

“Then it’s too far to go home, so I’ll let you pee in the park.”

Shi-woo said, comforting Se-young, whose expression was changing to a pitiful one.

Se-young puts her hands on her crotch and twists her legs, looking back and forth between Shi-woo and the front door of Seon-ju Imo’s house several times as if she is disappointed.

“Okay… I understand.”

Se-young hesitated to answer, but seeing Shi-woo’s firm expression, she realized that she had no choice, and nodded her head with a smile on her face again.

Shi-woo slowly walked with Se-young across the lawn of Seon-ju Imo’s house towards the gate leading outside.

**

-Click!

Shi-woo opens the iron gate of Seon-ju Imo’s house and comes out into the residential alley outside the yard.

A residential alley on a fairly wide asphalt road.

As soon as Shi-woo walked out of the gate of Seon-ju Imo’s house, he felt a strange awkwardness.

-Clang!

After Shi-woo came out and took a few steps forward, a loud noise came from behind Shi-woo.

A loud noise as if a distorted and twisted space was momentarily disappearing and closing.

Shi-woo flinched as if startled by the sound.

It must be the sound of Se-young closing the iron gate of Seon-ju Imo’s house as usual…

Along with the metallic sound of the gate echoing like an aftersound, Se-young’s footsteps were faintly heard behind Shi-woo.

Shi-woo turns around to check that the gate of Seon-ju Imo’s house is closed.

When Shi-woo turns around, Se-young also stops in her place and looks at Shi-woo with an awkward smile.

“Come over here!”

Shi-woo calls Se-young, who is chasing him from behind, to stand next to him.

At Shi-woo’s words, Se-young approached Shi-woo’s side in an awkward posture.

Shi-woo glances sideways at the plump flesh protruding from under Se-young’s collarbone and the flesh exposed under her armpits.

Se-young’s appearance, with nothing underneath and excessively exposed, looked quite sexy even for a beginner student.

Shi-woo’s gaze sweeps over Se-young’s smooth back and slender waist, her buttocks that are starting to gain weight, and her plump thighs, before returning to her neck and collarbone.

The orange leash that extends from Se-young’s neck was inserted into the cleavage between her two breasts.

The leash, about the thickness of a thumb, disappeared between her two breasts.

Had Se-young’s breasts, which he had thought were just small because they had not been developed for long, grown that much already?

…Shi-woo is newly admiring.

Shi-woo reaches out and touches the leash that is attached from the upper part of Se-young’s cleavage to the lower part.

Se-young flinches as if nervous, then soon relaxes and pushes her plump breasts forward.

They are flesh and flesh that he can touch anytime now, but Shi-woo feels a cautious feeling towards Se-young for some reason.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

Shi-woo asks Se-young in a gentle tone, pulling on the leash that is inserted into Se-young’s cleavage.

“Ugh… well~ It’s a bit chafing down there, but I think it’ll be okay for a little while, hehe~”

Se-young was answering with an awkward smile at Shi-woo’s gentle question.

“How’s your neck?”

Shi-woo asks, gently stroking the hand that was located below her collarbone up to the vicinity of Se-young’s neck.

Se-young’s breathing seems to be getting slightly faster.

“Well, the inside is well cushioned, so it’s not as painful as I thought.”

Se-young answers with a flushed face at Shi-woo’s question.

Shi-woo moves his hand to the back of Se-young’s neck and lightly strokes it downwards.

The tender skin on her exposed shoulders and upper back was gently brushed by Shi-woo’s hand.

He had already touched Se-young’s body several times, but Shi-woo strokes her body with a feeling as if he is touching her for the first time.

Then Shi-woo’s hand reached the boundary between the exposed flesh and the covered clothes on Se-young’s back.

Shi-woo slips his finger into her clothes.

Shi-woo puts his hand inside Se-young’s denim dress and touches the skin on her back.

The smooth and delicate texture of her skin was rubbed against Shi-woo’s palm.

A precarious sense of liberation as if he is freely entering and leaving a forbidden area that should not be invaded.

Shi-woo was feeling such freedom while groping Se-young’s back in the middle of a residential road.

After caressing Se-young’s bare back several times like that, Shi-woo takes his hand out from under her clothes again.

This time, Shi-woo’s hand reaches the vicinity of her waist, where the curve of Se-young’s buttocks begins, riding along her back.

Shi-woo slightly curves his palm and places it on Se-young’s pelvis, just above her buttocks.

Se-young’s buttocks stiffen as if tense.

Shi-woo lowers his hand slightly and cups the entire one side of Se-young’s buttocks with his palm, then squeezes it tightly.

The plump flesh of her moderately swollen buttocks comes into Shi-woo’s palm as if it is being squeezed out.

He had also squeezed Se-young’s buttocks when he went to Seon-ju Imo’s house in the morning, but the buttocks that Shi-woo was holding in his hand felt quite different from in the morning.

Se-young’s body, which had been tense, starts to tremble little by little.

With Se-young’s buttocks cupped in his hand, Shi-woo glances between Se-young’s thighs.

Se-young’s clear and transparent liquid is flowing between her thighs.