Chapter 71 – Tell Mom? It’s My Aunt Who Gets Slapped by Her Nephew and Drools

The skirt barely covering her knees flips over in the palm of my hand.
And under it, strange beige panties that seem a little out of place with the ‘aunt’ are revealed.

“Kyaheuuuuu! What are you doing!”

By the way, those panties were a little strange.
It was because a small stain was spreading like a dot in the place where it looked like he had peed.

Aww—!!

“Kyaaaaang!!”

My palm strikes Auntie’s ass once again.
The sticky feeling of hitting the bare skin is transmitted to the hand.
The white buttocks of ‘Aunt’ in an instant turn red in the shape of my hands.

And that tiny stain was growing in size more than a moment ago.

“Under…”

No way, as expected, the hawk was the answer.
The sex fantasy that was covered by the filter is, of course, masochistic, and the ‘aunt”s body reacts whenever she is beaten like this.

Damn—!!

“Kkaya! That, stop hitting me!!”

I can feel the ‘aunt”s body wriggling on my lap, her heart that seems to burst, and her breathing getting faster and faster.

It was the same this time too.
A stain was growing under the panties.

“…Aunt.”

There was no answer from ‘Auntie’.
I just pulled the overturned skirt down again with my desperate hand.
Because I was in a hurry to cover the panties that were supposed to be showing me.

“You, you! I will tell you everything!!”
“…What are you going to tell me? Even when I slapped her in the ass? Or, are you going to tell me how she slapped her in the ass like this… Fuck?”
“Kyaaaaa!!”

My middle finger digs between my hips.
And her fingertips touched her wet panties.

“…I didn’t know my aunt had changed so much.”

She showed her middle finger, which was smeared with chewing gum and glistening, to ‘Auntie’.
Then he rubbed his thumb and middle finger together, making a sticky sound.

“Oh no!!”

It’s not like you’ve seen it with your own two eyes.
And he continues to shake his head while struggling with her body.

However, my two arms held onto that ‘auntie’ tightly.
Sat facing each other on the lap.

“Ha… Ha, let go… If I let go, I won’t say anything… So, let go…”

‘Aunt’ was quick to give up.
So, with her eyes down, she was proposing such a deal to me.

“Hmm… Whether you tell your mother or not… That doesn’t matter anymore.”

I hugged the ‘aunt’ who came in my arms.
Then, leaning his face on her shoulder, he whispered into her ear.

“Heh, heuh… Uh, unnie is coming… So, let go!”

It seemed that he did not want to show his embarrassing appearance to ‘Mother’.
He wanted to hide being slapped by me and drooling like this.

“You forgot to ask in front.”
“…What, what?”

Her hand lifted her skirt up again.
Then hit her on the buttock again with the other hand.

Aww—!!!

“Kyaaaaa!!”

The body flutters, and the trembling of the trembling lower stomach is transmitted.
Then he dug his face into my arms and hugged me around the waist.

“That, that, that, at the end… Please, please…”

The murmur echoing in my chest, followed by that small vibration gradually spreads through my body.
‘Aunt’, who had only been hit by a couple of her buttocks, quickly calmed down by shaking her body.

Thanks to that, the intercourse of ‘Auntie’ is soaked with cum, so even her thighs are wet.

Haha…”

‘Auntie’ let out her moans on top of me and shook her hips.

*

We toured three furniture stores alone.
And after a long thought and trouble, I went back to the first store again.

“If you’re going to do this… Why the hell did you go around like that…”
“Don’t be so hard on your aunt. Anything else doesn’t look good to me. I thought we could find something better.”
“Uh, uh… I’m hungry, so let’s go get something to eat quickly.”

There wasn’t anything, so maybe that’s why I stretched her with her swollen body.
All morning had passed just to choose a bed.
Now he says he even goes shopping for her clothes.

“Yeah, wait a minute.”

After hearing the explanation that delivery is possible tomorrow afternoon, we get out of the store.

“What shall we eat?”

‘Mom’s gaze turned to me first.

“…Anything? I’m fine with anything.”
“So, Jiyoung, what do you want to eat?”
“Uh… Tteokbokki?”
“What kind of rice is the tteokbokki…?”
“…You said anything.”
“No, that means something that could be cooked…”
“If my son is okay, mom likes tteokbokki, but does my son want to eat something else?”
“…Ah, then I’m fine too. Let’s eat tteokbokki, well.”

I didn’t really like it, but ‘mom’ helped me by the side, so I agreed.

“…Even though you’re going to eat it, it’s just fucking stupid.”
“Ha, hehe…”

‘Auntie’ is quiet for a while, and then, as if she has run out of medicine, she starts begging again.
If the medicine runs out, you have no choice but to reapply the medicine.

“Mom, aren’t you in a hurry to go to the bathroom?”
“Oh, Mom? She’s fine. Why? Does she go to the bathroom and then leave?”
“Yes. My aunt wants to go to the bathroom.”
“Did it? Then—”
“Ah! I’m going too, so mommy will say to warm up in the car? Me, she’s hungry and wants to go quickly.”

I cut off the word ‘mom’ in the middle.

“…You, can’t you…”

Was I in too much of a hurry? ‘Mom’ narrows her eyes and gives her a suspicious look.
Since she is such a quick-witted ‘mom’, I swallowed her saliva with a feeling of unbelief.

“…We’re not going to fight again, are we?”
“Ha, hehe… We’re not really kids. How close we are.”
“Ahhh!”

I put my shoulder to ‘auntie’ as it is, pretending to be friendly for no reason.
Then, tightening her wrapped shoulders, I pulled her towards me.

“Then it’s good. Then mom will go and warm up first.”

The doubt that had been directed at me from earlier had disappeared.
He didn’t even think that I would even touch ‘Aunt’, so it was fortunate that out of misfortune, it was at least fortunate.

“Yes. Auntie, the bathroom is this way.”
“Ah, uh, uh…”

I wondered what would happen if it collapsed again, but it obediently followed me with its head facing the floor.

“…Where are you going now?”
“Restroom.”
“…The bathroom isn’t this way…”

I headed to a corner place.
The time overlapped with lunch, and the number of people was noticeably reduced, so I went to a place where I couldn’t see it.

“Kyaky!”

And, meaning to relax, I said ‘auntie’ by grabbing her ass once.
Then I’ll give you a slap on the butt.

“Turn it off!!”

I didn’t ask for it, but I managed to hold back my moaning.
My legs were trembling, but I was holding on well.

Then he lifted up his skirt and checked his panties, which were drenched in cum.

“Huh, sooooo…”
“Aren’t you going to clean your hands?”
“Ha… Haaaaa…”

This time, I hung my index finger on my thumb as if hitting a chestnut.
Then, he put it on ‘Aunt’ pussy, found a place where Klee might be, and hit it loudly.

“Kyaa, kyaauh! Heh, heuh…”

And just sit down on the floor.
I put my butt on the dirty floor and shivered.

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I felt strange.
To be precise, it was a sense of incongruity, but the behavior of ‘aunt’ approached me a little differently.

Sometimes she walks in front of me while I’m watching TV, and sometimes she gets in the middle of a conversation with ‘Mom’.
And just like a tree frog, whenever I said something, it came out crookedly.

“Hey, why do you keep bothering me?”

I asked while watching ‘Mom’ who was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

“…What did I do?”
“How many times do you carry that magazine back and forth? Maybe sit still and look at it.”

Dare to pass in front of me
And again, she dares to flip through magazines in front of me.
I change magazines and look at magazines that I don’t even read all of them.

“…Huh, that’s my heart.”

Resting her chin on the sofa table, ‘Auntie’ smiled slightly like that.
It was as if he hadn’t come to his senses even after being beaten that way, and he seemed to have run out of medicine again.

“You haven’t been beaten yet?”
“…Again, when I hit you… I told you everything… To my sister, I did…?”
“So I told you to take care of it. Tell your mother? My aunt who gets slapped by her nephew and drips.”
“…Gulp.”

The sound of saliva going down her throat echoed loudly, and ‘Auntie’ jumped up from her seat.
And slowly walk towards me

“What.”

Perhaps he wanted to hit her first before being beaten, bit her lower lip and came straight up to me.

“…Sometimes, sometimes, hitting.”

Then he jerked and turned to me.
She pushes her hips back — sticks out, then braces herself on her knees.

“What is it really?”

Stupidity came first.
Because when I was getting beaten up, I pushed my butt to ask me to hit it again.

“…When, hit? I heard you hit…”

‘Auntie’ was twitching her ass as if she was making fun of me.
And between the crotch, he made a small stain on the gray shorts.

He kept looking at me, hanging around, and wandering around, so it seemed that the identity of the sense of incongruity was this.