Chapter 291 – “The Leader’s Chamber in the Heavenly Demon Sect” (2)

There are different types of shame.

Shame that arises from within and shame that comes from the outside.

To feel ashamed secretly, even without anyone finding out, is an inner shame.

To feel your face burning with shame from the gaze of others is an external shame.

At least, that’s how I classify it.

So, which type of shame is Samamang feeling right now?

“Ugh… Is this really what you enjoy, Master?”

I looked closely at Samamang, who was still hesitating, while thinking such thoughts in my mind.

Her body, not particularly agile, had a slightly plump figure composed solely of voluptuous curves, exuding a softness that could be felt just by looking at it.

Samamang, like a ripe fruit, exuded her sensuality as a woman without reservation.

Usually, she would subtly tease me with her touch or seduce me with a pretense of service.

And then, at some point, when the switch is flipped, she would squeeze me with vulgar actions, like a female beast.

But not now.

Samamang, with her face flushed all the way to her neck, was not trying to seduce me, but rather covering her body with her hands and arms.

Is she still so embarrassed before the switch is flipped?

Well, it’s not like her body is completely covered.

I briefly glanced at her breasts protruding under her arms and the glimpse of her nipples between her fingers.

Samamang, feeling the gazes of everyone gathered around her, not just my gaze… no, the gazes of all those who were sitting around her, huddled together, hunched her body and exclaimed.

“H-Hey, even if it’s with other ladies….”

I see. I understand now.

No matter what kind of shame she feels, it’s not important.

What’s important is that Samamang, who is ashamed, tickles my heart.

Am I the only one who thinks this way, or do other women also add a word or two with a smile?

“Oh my. Didn’t we agree to share this?”

“That’s right. We’ve seen what you’ve added so far, so there’s no need to be embarrassed again.”

“Mom, cheer up! Whatever you do, I’ll help you! Hehehe!”

Why does Samayeryeong seem the most excited…?

Anyway, whether it was the encouragement of other women or not, it seemed to have helped. Or maybe they thought they couldn’t stay like this forever.

“Ugh… Ahh…”

As if keeping her promise to me that she would even perform an erotic dance if I wanted, Samamang slowly stood up.

But she still couldn’t fully straighten her body, so her posture was slightly awkward.

Ironically, it seemed even more provocative.

Thump.

Chapter 291 – “The Leader’s Chamber in the Heavenly Demon Sect” (2)

There are different types of shame.

Shame that arises from within and shame that comes from the outside.

To feel ashamed secretly, even without anyone finding out, is an inner shame.

To feel your face burning with shame from the gaze of others is an external shame.

At least, that’s how I classify it.

So, which type of shame is Samamang feeling right now?

“Ugh… Is this really what you enjoy, Master?”

I observed Samamang closely, who was still hesitating, while pondering these thoughts in my mind.

Her arms, finally released from the pressure, caused her breasts to sway in mid-air, following the pull of gravity.

If she had straightened her back completely, they wouldn’t have jiggled this much.

The lower half was the same.

Her legs, spread in a mediocre fashion, and her meticulously groomed mound, displayed to entice me.

And the glimpse of her slightly exposed pussy at the center of it all felt incredibly forbidden, as if I shouldn’t be seeing it.

After the first few times, Samamang never felt ashamed to show her body to me.

That’s why I finally realized now.

Samamang’s shame is a spectacle to me…!

Gulp.

It wasn’t me. It was the sound of another woman swallowing.

The women who were just jokingly wondering what Samamang would do a moment ago now exuded a completely different atmosphere.

My, my. The current Samamang is arousing regardless of gender.

Still blushing, but with a strangely determined expression, Samamang cautiously brought her hands to the back of her head.

Her exposed armpits naturally came into view. And her breasts and pussy were fully revealed without any hindrance.

Samamang opened her mouth, her voice sounding as if she was crawling.

“Th-then, I will begin now.”

Sway, sway.

Her head, bent so low that she couldn’t even see what was in front of her, and her waist slowly moving back and forth.

“Hu… Huhh….”

And through her tightly closed lips, a moan escaped as if she was sobbing.

It was a sound that naturally came out due to excessive embarrassment, but the more I listened, the more it felt like she was being forced to do it against her will.

What should I call it?

Is it like lending money to a poor widow and when she can’t repay, forcefully stripping her naked and making her perform an embarrassing dance?

Something… Something like a secretive pleasure starts to creep up.

How long have I been watching that scene?

Samayeryeong, who seemed to have similar thoughts as me, half-crazed, stood up with a sinister smile.

“No, Mom. Not like that, like this.”

“Huh?!”

Samayeryeong grabbed Samamang’s waist and straightened it forcefully.

“You need to stand up straight like this for your breasts to be properly displayed.”

“Y-Yeoryeongah? Is this really necessary? Do I have to go this far…?”

“Yeah. We agreed on this, didn’t we? And Jinrang may pretend otherwise, but he’s a huge pervert who loves this kind of stuff.”

After saying that, Samayeryeong whispered in Samamang’s ear.

“Look at him now. Can’t you feel it? Jinrang’s gaze, not missing a single inch of your body?”

“Ugh… That’s why it’s even more embarrassing. How can I perform such a vulgar dance…?”

“Damn it! How embarrassing! It’s not like it’s someone else, it’s in front of my husband, so it’s fine! Or what… are you saying it’s embarrassing to do it in front of your own daughter?”

“That’s not it, Yeoryeongah…!”

“Oh, I don’t care! I don’t care! Anyway, spread your legs a bit more. That way, your pussy will be more visible.”

Samayeryeong tapped Samamang’s inner thigh, causing her to reflexively spread her legs, but Samayeryeong forcefully pushed her knees together, preventing her from closing them again.

Inevitably, Samamang had to regain her balance in that position.

When Samayeryeong moved her knees aside, unlike a moment ago when it was barely visible, Samamang’s pussy was wide open, shamelessly exposing her delicate folds.

“How is it, Jinrang? Can you see it clearly? Heh heh.”

“Ye-Yeoryeongah!”

Samayeryeong played with Samamang’s pussy, teasingly spreading it with her fingers, shamelessly revealing its intimate details.

Was it because of the experience of having her daughter spread her pussy in an embarrassing position? Samamang tried to protest with a half-teary expression, but there was no way Samayeryeong would listen.

“Fine, fine. I won’t touch Mom’s pussy anymore. …But what’s up with these nipples?”

“Thank…uh? Why are you like this, Mom?”

Samamang trembled with unease, trying to pull away from Samayeryeong’s grasp, but Samayeryeong was one step ahead.

“Hmm.”

“Heh…!”

Without warning, Samayeryeong bit down hard on Samamang’s breast.

Chomp. Suck. Slurp.

And then she started sucking forcefully enough to make it audible.

“Mmm… Let go… Ah… quickly… ohh…”

Samamang tried to push Samayeryeong away, but Samayeryeong used all her strength to resist, not even flinching.

She persistently stimulated one of Samamang’s breasts, successfully erecting the previously hidden nipple.

Samayeryeong wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, wearing a sinister expression.

“Haha… hehe. Mom, it feels so good when I expose it like this. Give me the other side too.”

“Ugh… do as you please.”

Now, with a half-resigned expression, Samamang turned her head to the side and obediently presented her other breast.

But does Samamang know?

Her seemingly resigned attitude, as if she had given up resistance, evoked a strange sense of curiosity.

“Hmm… really? Alright. If I take this out, I won’t say anything anymore.”

With narrowed eyes, Samayeryeong spoke and grabbed Samamang’s still submerged breasts…

“Ah.”

“What…?”

Inserting her own nipple, which had been protruding since earlier, into Samamang’s submerged nipple, Samayeryeong said.

“Look at this. It’s going inside Mom.”

“Don’t… don’t say weird things! And take it out right now!”

“Hey. It fits perfectly, why waste it? Just stay still. It’ll be over soon.”

Carefully, Samayeryeong began to move inside Samamang’s submerged nipple.

The sensitive areas rubbing against each other, causing moans to escape from both sides.

“Ah…!”

“Umm…!”

For a moment, their minds went blank at the sudden sight of the mother-daughter nipple insertion play, but unfortunately, it didn’t last long.

As Samamang’s one breast was stimulated quickly and became sensitive, the other nipple quickly erected as well.

With both nipples standing erect, Samayeryeong watched Samamang, who was breathing heavily, as if disappointed.

“Tsk… well, this should be enough preparation.”

“Ugh… let’s… let’s do it later, Yeoryeongah.”

Hearing Samamang’s slightly moist voice in one ear, Samayeryeong, who let it slip through one ear, stood next to Samamang and assumed the same position.

“Alright, alright. We’ll do it whenever… for now, let’s finish what we were doing earlier, Mom.”

“Damn it!”

Samamang made a shameful expression, but thanks to Samayeryeong, she managed to get into the proper position.

Spreading her legs wide, pushing her hips back, and tucking her hair behind her head to avoid covering her breasts or pussy.

The hesitant posture from earlier was good, but this side is definitely more provocative.

While silently admiring, as she finished her own task, Samayeryeong casually returned to my side and sat down, and at the same time, Samamang began to move her hips again.

She must have put everything aside. Unlike her passive self from before, she showed a fairly proactive side.

Although her expression still seemed as if she would die of embarrassment.

Drip.

Along Samamang’s thigh, a single clear liquid trickled down.