Chapter 37
Chapter 37
"Mom... I think I'm going to come. I'll cum deeply inside... and cure you."
"Do it...! Minho-ya...! Give me yours... give me a lot...! Fill Mom up inside...!"
With Hyejeong's plea, I made my final spurt. The doctor's warning about 'excessive ejaculation' was completely out of my mind. Rather, the only thing that mattered was engraving my genes deep into her body, making it impossible for her to ever escape me.
Drryuryuryuryuk-
All the energy in my body, turning into hot White Turbid Fluid, poured deep into Hyejeong's Uterus. Blood Resonance. And resonance of pleasure. The treatment in the emergency staircase was thus perfectly concluding.
"Haa... haa...."
Rough breathing echoed in the emergency staircase. Hyejeong, who had received my all, seemed to have lost strength in her legs, and slowly sank down, leaning against the wall. Torn stockings, a skirt rolled up to her waist, and white traces flowing down her thighs. Her appearance was that of a female who had received a male's seed and was intoxicated with satisfaction.
"Mom, are you okay?"
I pretended to be worried, took out a handkerchief from my pocket, and wiped Hyejeong's sweaty forehead.
"Uhm... good. So good...."
Hyejeong, with hazy eyes, took my hand and rubbed it against her cheek.
"Now... is your mind a bit clearer? Are you not thinking about that bad guy anymore?"
"Yes. Thanks to Mom. My mind is... completely filled with thoughts of Mom."
At my answer, Hyejeong smiled brightly as if she had the whole world. For her, there was no more perfect reward than this.
"Yes... that's a relief. What a relief."
Hyejeong, with trembling hands, rummaged through her handbag and pulled out her smartphone.
"I need to tell Auntie and my older sister too. About what the doctor said... and about the 'treatment method' we need to do."
With fumbling fingers, she pressed the group call button. Before the dial tone could ring a few times, urgent voices flowed through the speakerphone.
[Older sister! Are you at the hospital? What's the result?] [Mom! What about Minho? Is Minho's body okay?]
It was Hye-seon and Minseo. They were probably waiting for the results with bated breath.
"Phew... calm down. For now, his body... haa... his body is healthy, they say."
Hyejeong caught her breath, trying to speak in the calmest voice possible. But her vocal cords, having just reached climax, were still subtly trembling.
"But... there's a serious mental problem. The doctor said...."
While Hyejeong was focused on the call, I quietly squatted down and pushed my face between her spread legs.
[A serious problem? What are you talking about?!]
"Well... they say Minho's selves are clashing in his mind. So... 'Blood Resonance' is needed."
[Blood Resonance?]
"Yes. Among family... a very deep and intense... Hngh!"
Suddenly, a sharp moan burst from Hyejeong's lips. It was because I had extended my tongue and licked her flower petals, which were still slick with Semen and Vaginal Fluid.
"Uh, older sister? What's wrong?"
"Oh, no... my throat is a bit hoarse...."
Hyejeong hastily covered her mouth and looked down at me. Her eyes warned 'Don't do it,' but her thighs, twitching in response to my tongue play, were saying the exact opposite.
"Genetic bonding... among family... Haang! ...is needed, they say. Only then will Minho find stability...."
I didn't stop. Instead, even more persistently, I lightly bit her sensitively swollen clitoris with my lips.
[Mom? Your voice sounds strange?] Minseo's sharp observation followed.
"S-strange, you say... Eung! It's just... because it's the staircase, so it echoes..."
Hyejeong braced herself against the wall, continuing to speak with difficulty.
"So... you all should prepare too. The doctor... told us to actively make love. Without any limit on frequency... Haaah...!"
[Wait a minute. Older sister, where are you right now?] Hye-seon's voice dropped coldly. She had noticed Hyejeong's rough breathing and the strangely wet 'squelching sound' coming from beyond the receiver.
"I-I told you, the hospital... in the emergency staircase... Heuk! Minho-ya...!"
Eventually, Hyejeong, unable to hold back, called my name and tensed her legs. As my tongue pierced her deepest part, her reason was paralyzed by the pleasure rising up her spine.
[Minho? Is Minho there?] [Mom, surely you're not... !]
Beyond the speakerphone, the sound of a chair falling over and urgent footsteps could be heard.
"Anyway... hurry up. Minho... seems to need more treatment... Aahng!"
Click.
Hyejeong hastily hung up the phone and dropped her cell phone on the floor. Then, she wrapped both hands around my head and thrust her hips.
"Haa... you naughty boy... doing this... while I'm on the phone...!"
"It's treatment, Mom. The doctor told us not to stop."
I licked the Vaginal Fluid from my lips and grinned mischievously.
"Haat... B-but... Haang~ S-stooop~"
Chyureureup~ As my foreplay resumed in the emergency staircase, I was busy lapping up the Vaginal Fluid flowing from Mom Hyejeong's flower petals.
Click.
The call was cut off. Hye-seon roughly threw the smartphone she was holding onto the sofa. In her mind, the wet moans of her older sister Hyejeong and the squelching sounds of flesh mixing, which she had just heard over the receiver, echoed like hallucinations.
(In the emergency staircase... How dare she start right in the hospital?)
Hye-seon's face flushed red with jealousy. The doctor's diagnosis, 'Blood Resonance'. It meant that sex with Minho was not mere pleasure, but a noble medical act that saved lives.
(That good thing... is my older sister going to monopolize it?)
Hye-seon bit her lip. She too was an Auntie whose genes were half-matched with Minho's. Even if not as much as her older sister, her body could also be an excellent 'cure' for Minho.
"I won't stand for it. I need to get my share too."
Hye-seon snatched the car keys hanging on the coat rack. She was in a hurry. She had to rush there right now and intercept Minho's desire that Hyejeong hadn't fully satisfied.
Bang.
As she burst through the door and into the living room, her two daughters, Mi-ju and Mi-yeon, who were sitting on the sofa looking at their respective smartphones, indifferently raised their heads.
"Huh? Mom? Where are you going?"
"What about dinner? We're hungry."
Mi-ju and Mi-yeon, who looked like twins. They were Minho's younger cousins, and even seeing Hye-seon rushing out with disheveled hair and a flushed expression, unlike her usual self, they showed no particular agitation.
"Order dinner yourselves! Mom has something urgent to do right now!"
Hye-seon shouted urgently, shoving her feet into her shoes.
"What's wrong? Did something happen to older brother Minho?"
When Mi-yeon, the younger sister, asked in a perfunctory tone, Hye-seon's hand paused on the front door handle for a moment.
"......Older brother Minho is a bit sick. So Mom... has to go 'treat' him."
"Treatment?"
"Yes. It's a very important treatment. Only Mom can do it, so you two stay put!"
Bang!
Hye-seon closed the front door as if to cut off any further questions and disappeared. Soon after, the sound of a sports car fiercely spewing exhaust and speeding away from the parking lot could be heard.
Only silence remained in the living room. As soon as Mi-ju and Mi-yeon heard the front door close, they simultaneously put down the smartphones they were holding. Then, they slowly looked at each other's faces.
"......Mom left, huh?"
Mi-ju, the older sister, let out a snicker.
"Yeah. She left. Said she was going to treat older brother Minho."
Mi-yeon, the younger sister, also snorted and leaned back against the sofa. The two sisters were quick-witted. They knew very well what 'treatment' Mom was talking about, and what Mom's flushed expression meant.
"Ugh, Mom, really. What's so special about that guy that she's making such a fuss?"
Mi-ju clicked her tongue and shook her head.
"Exactly. Older brother Minho might be handsome... but I don't really care for him. Men smell like sweat, and they're just rough."
"Right. It's disgusting. Just thinking about that kind of thing entering my body... Ugh, it gives me goosebumps."
Mi-yeon shivered and made a disgusted face. All the women in this family were captivated by Minho, but these twin sisters were the sole exception. For them, the existence of a 'male' was merely an unpleasant foreign object.
"Well, it worked out anyway, didn't it?"
Mi-ju sat cross-legged on the sofa, extending her white thigh, revealed beneath her short hot pants, towards Mi-yeon.
"Since Mom's not here... the house is quiet and nice. No distractions either."
"Yeah. I was already having a hard time holding back... wanting to smell older sister."
Mi-yeon, as if she had been waiting, burrowed between her older sister's thighs. What was contained in their eyes was a thick, moist desire that transcended sisterly love.
"Hehe, we don't need men anyway. We're perfect just with each other."
Mi-ju lifted her younger sister's chin and whispered. Their faces drew closer. It was a strange yet beautiful sight of two women, identical as if looking in a mirror, exploring each other.
"Older sister.... I quickly... want to taste older sister's lips."
At Mi-yeon's pleading voice, Mi-ju lowered her head.
Smooch- Chureureup.
"Eum...! Older sister... your tongue... it's too deep..."
"Haa... Mi-yeon-a... you're even sweeter today."
The squelching sound of their saliva mixing filled the living room. Mi-ju's hand burrowed inside Mi-yeon's T-shirt, gently grasping her swelling breasts that rose above her bra.