Prologue – The Sex Slave Family My Father Left Behind

* Prologue – The Sex Slave Family My Father Left Behind (7)

Maybe? I thought.

Really? I thought.

Wouldn’t it be something if Seo-woo Nuna really asked me to bathe with her.

I even had that kind of stupid fantasy that only guys have.

‘Still, a dream is just a dream. See, she passed out drunk again, didn’t she? She gets my hopes up like that and then ends up like this. Is it something she’s born with? It felt like she was subtly suggesting sex, but she talks about it like it’s nothing. Maybe it’s because she’s lived too long and doesn’t see me as a man, but that’s not how I feel. She’s always getting all touchy-feely…’

Contrary to my expectations, reality is cold. Ha-eun Nuna washed up in the shower in her room, and Seo-woo Nuna was knocked out in the meantime. I drew a warm bath for myself and blankly spent time in the tub. I’m a man too, so it’s not like I don’t have those kinds of expectations at all, I grumbled to myself and even yawned, having a leisurely and good time.

“Hoo…”

After yawning, I let out a sigh of relief mixed with acting.

Ah, yeah, this morning was the same as usual, I thought.

Seo-woo Nuna’s drunken antics, and my stepmother too. I don’t know, after discovering that USB, I thought something might change with my stepmother’s attitude, but all three of them were the same as always. It wouldn’t be strange if Ha-yeon Omma told them that I found out about the USB, but neither Seo-woo Nuna nor Ha-eun Nuna seemed to realize it.

In the end, it’s just everyday life.

The slightly lewd situation I wanted didn’t happen.

Did I watch too many adult comics?

Seo-woo Nuna will probably just sleep until she sobers up. Ha-eun Nuna will go back to her room and immerse herself in reading. Yeo-won Omma will wash the dishes and then either get back into exercising or watch dramas and blankly spend time. She sometimes messes around with the PC too, so she’s not bored, but both Omma and Ha-eun Nuna are just so consistent.

I was shocked because I couldn’t imagine that such a shameful secret existed within such a family, but after sleeping on it for a night, something settled down. To outwardly pretend to be okay after discovering a video of my father’s affair, while inwardly getting excited, I realized once again that I must be an animal, and I even felt a bit of self-loathing to the point where I suddenly understood why my birth mother abandoned me.

‘Thanks to that, this animal is fully erect~! Seriously, like father, like son… Ho ho ho…’

All the thoughts that came to mind were depressing, but my mouth was imitating Santa Claus, laughing, “Ho ho ho.” Realizing my own vulgarity isn’t a new thing. Especially after the new family came, it was always a battle with sexual desire, so it’s nothing new now.

‘Should I brush my teeth and get ready to go out soon…?’

What should I do today after washing up?

Was it the moment I switched my mood by immediately filling my head with that question, away from negative thoughts?

‘Huh?’

Click, squeak.

The bathroom door opened just a crack.

“Jun-seo-ya?”

A woman’s voice that shouldn’t be heard in the bathroom.

“Yes?”

But I’m not surprised. It’s not like the door opened completely, and I could only see my stepmother’s face peeking through the crack. Sometimes she brings me a towel like this when I forget to bring one, so it’s not a big deal. It’s not like more than half of my body is in the water, so it’s not like she can see my boner, so there’s no need to be scared.

“What’s wrong?”

So I calmly asked back. I have a towel, and I have things to wash. The bathroom is also attached to the shower room near the Nunas’ rooms, so there’s no need to rush me. So I don’t know why Omma is sticking her head in…

‘Am I seeing things wrong… The amount of skin visible on Yeo-won Omma’s body through the crack in the door… seems a bit much…’

I want to believe it’s just my imagination, but.

Reality sometimes surpasses my expectations, I thought.

“Could you wear this?”

“Yes?”

Maybe she didn’t get the angle right, but a black scrap of fabric was tossed at my head. A boomerang-style (V) men’s swimsuit. I was speechless at the maliciously designed swimsuit that I didn’t know if my huge dick could fit in, so I didn’t even swear.

“What is this…?”

“This time, when Seo-woo was buying underwear… she said she bought Jun-seo’s as a joke… so…”

So she bought something like this?

“What about you, Stepmother? If I’m not mistaken… your outfit is… a little…”

“She made me wear it too before she passed out… and told me to wash you instead…”

So she opened the door a little more, saying that’s why she’s dressed like this.

And.

At that moment, two fleshy mounds blatantly jiggled and stimulated my sexual desire.

‘Oh my god.’

Yeo-won Omma’s large breasts and areolas barely covered by a Stars and Stripes (American flag) bikini. The lower half of her body was hidden by the door, but that was enough. As soon as I saw Yeo-won Omma’s large breasts sagging downwards due to gravity, I felt heat gathering in my lower body, and I couldn’t hide my blatant gaze and joy.

“That girl is really… her pranks are too much… Where did she even buy something like this…?”

‘I know, right? Where did she even buy it? When Nuna wakes up later, I won’t be able to thank her enough, even if I bow my head and do a grand 절. I’m sorry for thinking you were just a drunk who passed out from drinking in the morning, Seo-woo Nuna.’

Seo-woo Nuna’s loud laughter flashed through my mind.

Will there ever be another time when I feel so grateful to Nuna like today?

“You listened to that mischievous girl and came to wash me?”

“I thought there was no reason not to… we’re family after all…”

‘I’d like to ask what area the category of “family” belongs to in Stepmother’s mind, but…’

When it comes to this point, I can’t help but suspect. Is my stepmother really a pervert who likes to be exposed, as that trash father said? I was starting to want to confirm that it was “true.” It’s been several months since that trash died, and Yeo-won Omma is human too, so she might want to relieve her fetishes and sexual desires.

If that’s the case, then being involved in something like this is also part of being family…

I guess my sensibilities are a bit twisted…

There’s no reason to refuse this…

“Just a moment, let me put this on.”

“Huh…? U-uh…”

She sounded surprised, as if she didn’t expect me to say OK. I thought about it seriously for a bit, but in the end, it’s a pleasant story where I can also benefit. For a young man in his prime to be washed by someone with that body and outfit, anyone who refuses must be crazy.

“Okay, you can come in now.”

“Okay…”

It was a bit of a struggle to get my hard-on into the boomerang-type swimsuit, but if I covered it with a towel and struck a pose, I could manage somehow. Fortunately, our bathroom was spacious enough for two people to fit in. I leisurely watched Omma come in hesitantly, her body that fuels male sexual desire exposed.

‘It’s atrocious…’

I’m trying to act nonchalant, even though I know this situation is abnormal. Omma is the same, her face is red, but she doesn’t say anything and flaunts her Stars and Stripes bikini without even a towel.

Even when I look closely, I can’t see her areolas, but instead, her nipples are blatantly sticking out. Unlike mine, Stepmother’s swimsuit doesn’t seem to be for actually swimming, but for cosplay play.

“Umm, Jun-seo, ya? Haven’t… you washed your hair yet…?”

“Yes, and I haven’t… brushed my teeth yet…”

I stood up straight like a soldier and answered briefly. I sat on the bathroom chair, hiding my hard-on with a towel, and only turned my eyes towards Omma. Stepmother gathered the necessary items, slowly approached my back, and put the showerhead near my head.

“Is it okay…?”

“Yes.”

Is it okay? I wish she would choose her words more carefully.

Other people would misunderstand that line.

“Umm…”

Stepmother seemed embarrassed too, so we didn’t talk much. Well, there’s only a five-year age difference, so we’re practically the same age, and she’s trying to wash the body of such a young man. Warm water flowed from the showerhead from my head, but my heart wouldn’t stop racing, and Omma also breathed in a controlled manner as if she was embarrassed.

‘Her breath is touching my back… and her breasts too…’

Those big breasts. She’s spraying water on my back, but with that size, they’re bound to touch my back slightly. It’s a cosplay item disguised as a swimsuit, so I can feel her nipples very well on my back, and it feels like she’s intentionally touching me. Especially when she wets my hair and lathers it with her hands, the movement of her two nipples circles around and flows down my back.

‘If that’s true, she’s a real pervert, but…’

I’m also a pervert for getting an erection while tasting Stepmother’s nipples with my back.

Look who’s talking.

“Even though we’ve lived together for a long time, this is the first time we’ve done something like this.”

“Yeah, I guess so…?”

“I casually said yes, but… it’s better than I thought… it feels like I’m at a hair salon…”

“I was embarrassed, but… it’s okay now… right…?”

“Yes.”

I started a light conversation, as if to reassure Yeo-won Omma, while she touched my hair. We were both feeling the same emotions, and that one word slightly eased our tension. As proof, Omma’s breath, which had been restrained, suddenly changed to a sigh of relief, and with that, the movement of her breasts became a little more blatant.

Omma lathered my hair like at a hair salon and pressed down on my head. At the same time, she was consciously or unconsciously pressing her breasts against my back. I could clearly feel the shape of her breasts changing as the flesh was pressed against my back. To be honest, my mouth was itching to ask if she was trying to seduce me, but Stepmother’s mouth opened again as if to cut me off.

“I was worried. After what happened yesterday, I was wondering if Jun-seo would see me strangely…”

If we’re talking about strange, I don’t think the current situation is the strangest.

“Strangely, as in?”

“Well, you see, after seeing it yesterday, there were a lot of things inside that could be misunderstood… I was wondering if Jun-seo saw all of it…”

What’s more likely to be misunderstood is this situation right now. I have a lot to say, but I’m just as taken aback because I didn’t expect Omma to say something like that. However, Stepmother paused for a moment, then rinsed the lather off my head and swept my bangs back, clinging to my back.

“Jun-seo-ya?”

“Yes…”

Somehow, a sensual atmosphere.

But I could guess what words would come out of her mouth.

The fact that she brought up that topic when we’re alone like this means she already knows.

“Tell me the truth? You saw it yesterday, didn’t you? I don’t know about the other files, but… you watched that video halfway through, didn’t you… I checked yesterday… You said you only watched it for a moment, but… the video was more than halfway through…?”

“…………”

See?

Even I think my lie yesterday was too obvious.

Who would believe that I only watched a few seconds of a video that was already halfway through?

‘What should I do?’

I’m racking my brain to figure out what kind of answer I can give to smooth over this situation. If I were a crazy bastard, I could use that USB to blackmail my stepmother, but unfortunately, I’m not someone whose brain has been completely consumed by sexual desire. I don’t remember ever abandoning my conscience enough to blackmail the stepmother who played the role of my family between my birth mother who abandoned me and my trash father.

“Judging by the fact that you’re not saying anything… it’s true…?”

“Sss… Hoo…”

“It’s true, isn’t it?”

“Yes, I saw it, I saw it. I’m sorry for lying.”

“I knew it…”

Stepmother’s voice trembled at my words. Whether it was fear or shame, the breasts touching my back seemed to be trembling, and after turning off the loudly running shower, I could feel Omma’s trembling even more clearly.

“You don’t have to be so scared. I’ve been indebted to Yeo-won Omma for a long time. Who would I even go around telling that kind of story to?”

“But… still…”

“I just feel sorry for Omma. For being caught by someone like that.”

“No, it’s not, it’s not like that…”

Omma’s trembling stopped, as if she was a little relieved by my words. Then, with a pattering sound, Stepmother changed her posture, came in front of me sitting on the bathroom chair, took my hands, and made eye contact. I was sitting on the chair, and Stepmother was kneeling and looking up at me, a slightly strange situation, but even in the midst of this, I was suffering from sexual desire.

“We have a mutually understanding relationship… but… not with them… My younger sisters are relieved that Mun-san-ssi is gone… so…”

“I won’t tell the Nunas about that video. We can just keep pretending we don’t know, right?”

“Can you really do that…?”

“What do you take me for, Stepmother? I said I won’t. I have no intention of telling anyone. I don’t even have anyone to tell in the first place.”

“But… still…”

Omma’s eyes, which I saw head-on, were trembling like those of someone addicted to drugs. The person who had been living her daily life peacefully and nonchalantly just this morning had completely changed, as if everything had been a lie. She was holding my hands tightly on my thighs and looking up at me, like a pitiful person begging God for salvation.

‘Even in this situation, I…’

But, is it because of Omma’s posture?

My thing bulging out over the swimsuit covered by the towel.

And…

“Ah… this… you…”

‘Shit…’

In the end, Stepmother.

In a kneeling position.

Saw it head-on.