Chapter 614 – #124_Deneb’S Deviation
#614
1.
She realized that moral standards were nothing more than a flimsy pretense, easily consumed by the flames of fervent desire.
Her actions were transgressing every boundary of what ‘should not be done.’
For instance, deceiving her son-in-law into sleeping with her.
Not only that, but also exposing her private parts and masturbating in front of him.
And even providing commentary on it.
It wasn’t like reading a diary to someone, but rather a live masturbation session explaining how she was developing herself.
If Deneb had been asked to do this just a year ago, she would have chosen to protect her chastity and commit suicide instead.
In fact, her cheeks were burning red, and she could hear ringing in her ears right now.
However, her breathlessness was not solely due to shame and humiliation.
“Count.”
“Haa…. Yes, Siwoo…”
Deneb replied in a vulgar posture, standing with her legs spread wide open.
The waist tie of her dress was undone, and the skirt was pushed back, revealing her smooth thighs with her half-removed panties hanging like a sky bridge.
The disguise effect of the mirror of deception was perfect.
It perfectly replicated even the minor details like the position of moles on her body, as well as the shape and color of her vulva.
Thus, her clitoris, which was the size of a small pearl and far more prominent than Deneb’s original, stood erect and quivered as it was stroked.
It was much more sensitive than usual.
The trembling of her legs was not an exaggeration.
“The explanation stopped.”
“I’m, I’m sorry…. I was spacing out for a moment…”
“It’s not like you’re receiving an award, it’s a punishment. You need to concentrate and do it properly.”
He was comfortably seated on the sofa, observing her vulgar hand movements as if he would devour them.
Moreover, he urged her to masturbate with a cold tone, as if he had no intention of considering the shame Deneb might feel.
Although the exterior was that of Lucy Yesod, the subject of the act and the object of observation was Deneb herself.
The suffocating embarrassment was making her blood feel sticky.
“Like, like this… keep stimulating the clitoris…. Gently… if you stroke it… it gets wet from the inside…. At this time…”
-Squelch!
Deneb, who had been stimulating only her clitoris with her slender fingers as if playing the piano keys, gathered her thumb and ring finger and inserted them into her hot hole as she always did.
“…Haaang!”
-Thud thud thud
At that moment, an amount of vaginal fluid that surprised even Deneb dripped onto the bridge created by her panties, leaving a stain.
It wasn’t just a feeling.
In fact, her inner flesh was accepting the touch several times more sensitively than usual.
“With your fingers…. press the ceiling part…. with your palm…. haa… keep rubbing the clitoris…”
Her hesitant touch soon became more aggressive, digging into her inner flesh.
She knew.
She knew that this current state was a lewd sight that anyone would point fingers at.
She knew that Deneb’s actions were wrong to the point that she wouldn’t be able to show her face if they were known to the world.
“Hng…! Hng…! Haaang…!”
Nevertheless, Deneb’s hand did not stop.
She repeatedly dug into her own weak spots.
As if flaunting her masturbation, she spread her thighs wide, which were trying to close.
The vaginal fluid began to splatter between her palms, and soon…
“Cough…!”
A distorted breath, as if she had choked, escaped through her narrowed throat.
-Pshoo pshoo!
“Hwaaaang!”
She reached a light climax, shamelessly ejaculating vaginal fluid.
2.
“Ah…. Life.”
At that time, Albireo was lying in her room, feeling her younger sister’s masturbation alarm.
“Well…. If you’re happy, that’s all that matters. Hmmm….”
When the incident happened while she was sleeping with her twins, she had thought of rushing out and saying something.
But when it came down to it, it was such an embarrassing topic to talk about,
and more importantly, if she thought about it, Deneb hadn’t done anything particularly wrong.
She had caught a late wind and was indulging a little, but the act itself was just masturbation, wasn’t it?
Given Deneb’s sensitive and delicate personality, she might die of shame if she found out about this.
She would never masturbate again.
She wanted to let her do what she wanted freely, except for falling in love with her son-in-law, at least towards the end of her life.
It was the heart of an older sister who loved her younger sister, turning a blind eye and pretending not to know.
Fortunately, recently, it didn’t interfere with her daytime activities, and she mostly just fidgeted alone late at night.
Albireo leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes.
“Haa…. Hmm….”
The sexual pleasure she felt while lying on the sofa after finishing a day of hard work and having a drink.
Once a day, or sometimes two or three times.
She had become quite accustomed to this pleasure that came to her unwanted.
The stimulation that had been unfamiliar and unpleasant at first now fit her body like a custom-made suit.
Certainly, after sharing an orgasm, she would be immersed in a blissful and cozy feeling due to the harmony of dopamine, endorphins, oxytocin, and prolactin.
She couldn’t deny that there was no better fatigue reliever than this.
Of course, she didn’t genuinely welcome the sensation, but rather it was closer to half giving up.
As she calmly observed the sensation as if she were lying in a bathtub, her lower abdomen tightened.
“Oh, it’s a bit intense today…”
She could tell that the sensitivity was much higher than usual for some reason.
It was sad, but Albireo had become so accustomed to this strange phenomenon that she could even make such an assessment.
Could it be that the connection wasn’t fully established yet?
The sensation of the brand crying out was unusual.
“Ugh…!”
Albireo put down her wine glass.
Like a passenger on a plane making an emergency landing, she gripped the armrests of the sofa tightly with both hands.
The sensation of her toes floating and the pleasure that was a shade more intense than the existing pleasure.
The sound of an orgasm approaching rustled in her ears.
“Haaah…!”
Albireo’s toes stretched out as if she were doing ballet, and the shoes that were hanging on the tips fell off with a thud.
But she had no time to care about that.
Her slow breaths reached one per second, and her heart pounded wildly as if it had moved to her lower abdomen.
With a dizzying, intense pleasure, the corners of her vision turned blurry as if frosted.
“Haa…. Haa…. Haa….”
Albireo let out a heavy breath, picked up her wine glass again, and quenched her thirst with wine.
“Anyway, you know…”
This would be the end for today.
Albireo, who thought there wouldn’t be a second stimulation, was about to clean up and get up when she slumped back down in her seat.
“Huh…?”
No one had ever touched it, but thanks to Deneb, Albireo’s private parts were becoming more mature.
The pleasure that was wildly raging inside was conveyed again.
“Wh, what is it…?”
It wasn’t uncommon for Deneb to masturbate two or three times in a row.
But until now, there had always been a time difference between them.
It seemed that the female body after an orgasm became as sensitive as a bursting balsam seed if touched.
But the pleasure that was immediately adding to the attack.
“Is it today… Ugh….”
Albireo sighed deeply and sat back down on the sofa.
“Uh…! Uh…? Hmmm…!”
But the pleasure she felt now was different from what she had felt so far.
It was difficult to accept it as simply being ‘more sensitive.’
It was a pleasure with a tempo that was unbelievably fast, although it was hard to explain in detail.
“I, I just came…?”
In less than a minute, Albireo’s body was crying out for an orgasm.
“Hng…!”
Albireo resisted by clenching her teeth against the even more intense pleasure.
Her chest, which was rising and falling rapidly, proved how many calories a multi-orgasm consumed.
She came.
She came so easily.
“Wai, wait a minute, what is this…!”
Albireo instinctively felt a chill run down her spine.
Just when she was relieved that it was finally over, another wave of pleasure mercilessly chased after Albireo’s body.
“Again, are you doing it again?”
Just sitting comfortably and closing her eyes was exhausting for Albireo.
Deneb, who had to move her arms busily, would be even more tired.
And yet, she was starting her third masturbation without any rest.
Had she bought a masturbation device?
At the same time that Albireo was dumbfounded.
3.
“Count, you’re still clumsy at masturbating. Isn’t it more pleasurable to do it like this?”
“Haaang…! Haaang…! Stop…! Siwoo…! Please stop…! Already…. Already…. The third time…! Heeeeeeek…!”
Deneb was sobbing like a child in Siwoo’s arms.
He held her slender waist firmly and forced her to stand, while ruthlessly trampling on Deneb’s vagina with one hand.
The indiscriminate G-spot bombardment, which was carried out under the pretext of teaching her how to masturbate, was on a different level than Deneb’s clumsy masturbation.
Of course, Deneb herself knew better which spots were her weak points since it was her own body.
However, the relentless force that pinpointed the spots and the skillful touch honed through various experiences.
In addition, Deneb achieved the hidden quest of three orgasms within five minutes in the face of the unwavering stimulation that did not stop no matter how much she struggled.
“Haa…! Just a little softer…! Kyaaang…! Kyaaang!”
Deneb, who had easily passed her fourth orgasm, could no longer stand on her own legs.
-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Please try a little harder.”
“Si, Siwoo…! I’m going to go…. Hng…! Hng…! Heeeeeeek!”
-Pshoo pshoo!
The moment she passed her fifth orgasm, the grip of her fingers tightened sharply.
The vaginal fluid that had been pooling inside her sticky inner flesh was sprayed onto the carpet like a tide.
“You did well. From now on, you can masturbate like this.”
“Haa…. Haa… Hng….”
By the time she understood his words, which she couldn’t even answer properly.
When she came to her senses, she was sprawled out with her buttocks raised.
That posture was like a female dog waiting to mate.
It was a posture that clearly exposed her soaked crotch and even the back hole that he had opened up.
Deneb reflexively hunched her shoulders in shame.
“You seem more sensitive today, did something happen?”
“No… Haa…. Haa….”
If he had asked that a little earlier, it would have made her heart sink, but Deneb didn’t have the time to worry about such trivial things now.
That was because taking this posture meant that he was about to insert himself.
It meant that he would not only be toyed with by his hands, but also that he would stir her insides with his thick, large penis and pour sticky semen into her.
“Please… put it in quickly…”
Her body trembled with anticipation and excitement.
“What?”
Even in front of such a Deneb, Siwoo was relaxed.
He rubbed his glans against the dripping honey and pretended not to know.
“I’ll put it in if you ask me properly.”
His actions, which were leisurely, were the opposite of Deneb’s anxious feelings, and even a sense of resentment surged up.
She didn’t notice it, but Deneb was reflexively shaking her hips to desperately swallow Siwoo’s glans.
She wanted to put it in.
She wanted to be penetrated.
She wanted to be under him.
Finally, Deneb, who had completely released her moral brakes, thought of only vulgar words that could desperately seduce him, regardless of her current state.
“Siwoo… with, with your penis…”
As a result, she ended up saying a lewd word that she had never uttered in her life.
“Please… shove it into… my royal pussy…”
