Chapter 18 – The Feast of Pentecost. Ian, Monica
In the evening, the riverside was dark and gloomy.
I was often startled by the cry of owls and owls resounding everywhere, the occasional chirping of scythe birds, and the sound of flying grass insects.
In addition, since the small mountain located above Herero and Dejero is a spiritual mountain where the ancestors of the village are buried for generations, ghost stories of ghosts appearing–a corpse got up and started talking–were even circulating from time to time.
Occasionally, if you hear stray dogs whining and crying, even forest keepers and herbalists will immediately run away. It was because the pack of wild dogs was so aggressive. It is not uncommon for sheep to hunt wild boars.
So, by the time evening came, those mischievous children never even ventured near the stream.
However, the atmosphere was a little different on the fifth day.
The road to the stream was very dark, but the surroundings were bright, perhaps because there were rows of villagers holding lanterns in front and behind. They must have slept to their fullest, hahahoho- the sound of laughing and chattering the animals was startled and they were busy scattering in all directions.
Ian, who was among those people, was on his way to Gaecheon with his adoptive parents, Jack and Sophia, grabbing a change of clothes. Seojun was walking behind them.
“Lily will be waiting for you again today…?”
When Sophia put on a glass of alcohol and asked with her flushed face, Ian’s face flushed red too. Everyone was in the mood to have a drink, but she said Ian didn’t take a sip, because she didn’t like alcohol very much.
It was because the other day, when Seo-joon dragged a walpae around and harassed him, he had drunk him.
Since then, he has hated the smell of his alcohol.
“What. Why is there no answer…?”
Sophia playfully hugs Ian’s forearm, and Ian jumps up in fright. No matter how much he served as a mother, touching his large breasts was because it was a little embarrassing to him who was shy.
“Ah, I think I’ll probably go in a little late today.”
“Oh···.”
“If you don’t want to lose Lily, you have to hold on tight. He is too much for you.”
Jack gave the advice casually. Ian said yes, but Jack was sure that he was so docile that nothing would happen today.
Tsk tsk… It’s because I’m not that shy…
While Jack looked at Ian and clicked his tongue, Seo-jun, who was walking behind him, also said a word.
“Yes, boy. Especially, you have to work well at night, men… If you don’t, even the pretty wife you’ve been holding on to will run away.”
After Seo-joon said that, he and Jack giggled. Yes, you are right…! He shouted and hugged Sophia, the pretty wife next to him, by the waist.
It was a metaphorical gesture that he was holding on to his wife because he had a good night’s work. Sophia blushed and said her sweetheart… And smirked at her, and Ian imagined her first night with Lily.
Then he blushed and shook his head.
But then, someone suddenly approached me.
It was Monica, dressed up nicely for today, with a red tint on her lips. She must have had a drink during her feast, and her cheeks were blushing.
“Ian…? Can I talk to you for a second?”
Ian looked up at her mother, Sophia, in surprise.
It was because Sophia was vaguely aware of the relationship between the two. She briefly glanced at the two of them, but she didn’t pay much attention.
In her eyes, Monica seemed to be following her Ian with great admiration, and although she did not know what had happened at the mill before, she had no doubt that she believed that Ian would take care of it.
“Then, I’ll be right back.”
Ian nodded and disappeared toward Monica and the bush. Before Monica went into the grass, she shared a strange look with Seo-jun. No one noticed.
“Monica, that girl is dressed up pretty today. In the past, Seo-joon was liked and followed around, but it looks like he’s going to do something today…! Heh heh heh…”
Ii doesn’t even notice… Ian likes Lily…! Sophia thought so, but she didn’t bother to say it.
Instead, she planned to try to seduce Jack today by holding onto his forearm and humming her song.
Meanwhile, Ian, who followed her Monica into the dark grass, was thinking of notifying her of her breakup.
It would be a lie if he said he didn’t flinch at Monica’s visit last night and her offer to spend the night of the Feast of the Feast of the Pentecost together. Monica was a beautiful enough woman. To the extent that the bachelors of her village were looking after him, and some of her had already proposed to her…
But Ian had Lily.
He loved Lily. Monica accepted her because she was afraid that she might end her own life, but deep inside she was always thinking of her Lily.
When they reached an obscure place where they could hardly feel the presence of people, Monica looked behind her.
“Ian…”
The name she called… Was very sweet. If he had put on makeup today, he looked even more beautiful. Looking at the face reflected in the moonlight, my heart is beating fast…
Most men would have rushed into this situation with just the two of them left, but not Ian.
“Sister···. I···. I don’t think I’ll see you anymore…”
At Ian’s words, Monica’s eyes widened.
“What···?”
Before she could get mad at anything, Ian started to line her up.
“I···. My sister accepted it because she feared harming herself, but there is someone else she loves deeply. You know my sister…”
At Ian’s words of her sincerity, Monica bowed her head.
I wonder if she’s crying—Ian felt her heart break.
The feeling of being rejected by someone you love… Just imagining it made Ian’s heart ache. It was something that could have happened to him as well.
Lily was everyone’s girl. As such, even if Lily loved someone else, she was prepared to accept that Ian was hers. Even so, she deep down wished that she was connected to herself…
“Yes···. Like that···. Are you serious…?”
Monica’s voice seemed to tremble. Are you crying…? Ian also felt depressed. She had to say something though. She hesitated again, and she could have lost sight of Lily.
“Yes, seriously… Sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you…”
A moment of silence lingered between the two. Monica’s shoulders seemed to tremble.
Ian didn’t want to, so she went over to comfort Monica. However, she noticed that Monica suddenly jumped at him, and she threw him down and jumped on top of him.
“Ah…! Who, sister…?”
Ian looked up at Monica, fidgeting with his throbbing back, and she was looking down at him with some hideous eyes.
She whispered in Ian’s ear with her alluring voice.
“Then···. Then will it be okay in the end…? Me···. I want to show all of myself to Ian… Yes···?”
“Yes···? Mo, everything… Oh no… If my sister buys, buys, loves someone, then…!”
“That is you!”
Ian couldn’t possibly refuse her heartbreaking request.
Isn’t this the last time…! Ian, who was thinking about biting her lip, nodded her head. Yes, let’s assume he saved one person…
“Under···! Really···? Thank you, thank you very much…!”
Monica leaned her head against her chest and breathed lightly.
I felt it all over again, but the fabric of the clothes Monica was wearing was thin, and her curvy body was clearly felt. Ian tried to hold on with her eyes closed, but she felt Monica’s hand caressing his chest, and her breathing quickened.
“Nu, sister…”
Her snort rang out. The tips of his nails circled around Ian’s nipples. Even though he was wearing his jacket, the touch was tangible. Her fingernails continued to tease Ian, tugging at her nipples.
“Ahhhhh!”
Ian twisted his back. Her cock began to stiffen. Once she was in her hands, it was difficult for Ian to regain her senses.
Monica undid the red string around her waist, the symbol of her virginity, and evilly closed her eyes to Ian.
Ian was momentarily taken aback when her eyes were covered, but she felt her senses, except for sight, become clearer.
He could feel her touch on his nipples, Monica’s belly rubbing against his nipples, and the touch of her soft breasts.
Whoa whoa-Ian tried to catch his breath as his breathing became increasingly rapid. But when Monica let out her caaaaa her saliva drizzled it over Ian’s lips, Ian stuck out her tongue and tried to eat it.
She could feel the force pumping into her cock.
Chuck Chuck Chup Chup Chup Chup-
When Ian went blind, he wriggled, being eaten by instinct more like a beast, more like a worm.
“Aaaaan. Our puppy… Whoop whoop… Cute···. So cute···.”
Monica’s hand went down little by little.
Her fingertips, which had been playing around her breasts, passed her ribs, rode her abdomen, and reached the pubic bone beneath them. Then, Ian held his breath and gasped. He felt as if his mind would go out of his mind because of the moving fingertips that seemed to touch it.
But I didn’t feel his hand touch it, and there was something rustling. Curious about Ian, he tried to remove the red cloth covering his eyes, but was stopped by Monica.
“Wait Ian… I’ll give you a taste of all of me…”
Monica let out her sweet snort and thrust something into Ian’s lips.
Ian is… Ian knew right away what it was.
It was hot and very wet. It smelled of sour urine, and fluttering flesh hung down either side.
Ian began licking it furiously. She ran up like a dog in heat the other day and she stuck her nose in her cunt, then her elbow hit her in the eye and she fell out.
After that, her Ian had been careful not to rush her too much.
But she pushed her vagina like this to be on her side. From Ian’s point of view, there was no reason to refuse. He just gasped for breath and sucked in her cunt.
Then, underneath her, Ian’s cock was tightly wrapped around her Monica’s hands, and she began to move it up and down.
Ian was to die for. She felt that she wanted to cum right away, and that she wanted to lick her sloppy pussy forever.
Oh oh…
Ian felt something wet dripping down her stiff prick.
With her face drenched in her juices and spittle, the cloth over her eyes was lifted and she looked down at her crotch, Monica collecting saliva and dripping down his cock.
As the droplets of saliva dripping from the tip of his tongue landed on Ian’s cock, he groaned – breathing more and more, and his cock fluttered.
She asked what she wasn’t licking. After bouncing his cock once more, Ian plunged his snout into her cunt again.
Then she gurgled, chewed, chewed… And panted like a dog licking butter, and teased her tongue.
Monica’s golden pubic hair tangled here and there, tickling Ian’s tongue. Perhaps because of the sticky, sour juice, the more Ian licked it, the more excited he felt.
The more he got excited, the rougher his snort was and the stiffer his cock stood. His glans got bigger and his cock got harder.
If it wasn’t as big as the monster cock Seo-joon saw when he was taking a bath with his brother, he’d thought his was a decent size. It’s okay if he has confidence… Monica noona likes it too…?
As his cock became sticky with saliva, the way he ran his cock became even more bizarre.
Tsueup-, tsutsutsuk-, tsuzum- tsutsu- pptsueup- ppukkkkung…
With each stroke of her hand up and down, Monica deftly loosened the clamp and repeated her grip. Ian pulled her tongue out and twitched as he rubbed her urethra with his fingertips as he stretched her Cooper’s thread bizarrely down her fingertips.
Hee hee, nu, sister ah heuk, uh uh uh uh uh uh, tuh heuk…
She twisted around like a drugged insect, gasping for breath like a monkey in heat.
Monica, who had been so anxious, put her hands together again and moved her hands as if she had made up her mind, and Ian felt as if he was being pushed into the flesh hole in front of his eyes, Monica’s dark red pussy hole dripping lustily. As I entered, it seemed that my balls were getting tighter and my semen was bubbling over.
Ah, ah ah…! No···! Not yet···!
Wanting to enjoy this sticky pleasure more, I twisted her back and forth to hold back her ejaculation, and Monica, in her nervousness, slammed Ian’s balls down.
Ian, who opened her mouth with a gasp, took her breath in. His cock swelled even more.
Ian, barely holding back his cock-balls quivering as he tried to shoot out her semen, jerked his tongue again as he watched Monica’s pussy ooze as she dripped her love juice.
Then, seeing the pink membrane stretched like a spider’s web deep inside, she swallowed her breath.
Hymen···! It was a hymen…
Her eyes turned red. I wanted to ram my cock into this lewd cunt. She wanted to dirty this virgin area with her own cock and stuff it full of her cum.
But Monica was just fiddling with his cock and didn’t change her position.
That alone drove Ian mad. Sensing that he was about to ejaculate, Monica tightened her hands around her prick and began moving it up and down her.
It’s bubbly, it’s bubbly, it’s bubbly-, it’s bubbly-
Hehe…
A sense of ejaculation soon came. Ian shuddered convulsively, pulling his face away from Monica’s sloppy cunt and twisting his head back.
Immediately, semen surged up from the root of the ball, and the urethra opened wide and shot out.
Jjii Iik- Jjii Ik- Tududuk-
“Thuhhhhh…! Aww…! Oh oh oh oh oh…!”
If it felt so good, the semen would splatter in all directions, and Monica quickly got up to avoid it splashing on her body. Ian squeezed his eyes shut and let out a roar, bouncing around his waist until the semen inside his balls.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-he was barely breathing when he came to his senses.
I barely opened my eyelids and tried to find Monica through my dim vision, but I heard a tearing scream echoing from the far side of the stream.
Ian’s heart skipped a beat.
This voice…
It was definitely Lily’s.
