Chapter 49
Chapter 49
Smack! Squish! Thud! Thud!
"Kyaaang! More! Harder! I don't care if my butt breaks! Violate me wildly!"
Hye-seon shook her hips to my touch, wanting more intense stimulation. Hye-jeong, who had been lying next to us, had somehow gotten up and was watching us. She was caressing her own breasts as she watched her sister being violated by her son.
"Yes, Minho. Aunt Hye-seon... she wanted you as much as Mom did. After your father left... both of us just waited for you to grow up."
Hye-jeong's words ignited my desire as if pouring oil onto a fire. To think that my mother and aunt had been waiting for me. Imagining the two women struggling every night, yearning for my growth, for my masculinity, made my lower abdomen tighten heavily.
"Then... I should grant your wish. I'll... fill you to overflowing."
I pulled Hye-seon's waist as if to break it, thrusting like a beast. The bed creaked, and Hye-seon's moans turned into screams.
"Aah! Minho! I'm dying! Auntie is dying...! My brain feels like it's melting...!"
Hye-seon's vaginal walls convulsed madly, tightening around my shaft. The sensation of countless folds massaging my pillar. The feeling of ejaculation surged over me again like a tsunami.
"Auntie... I think I'm going to come...! This time too... I'll cum inside!"
"Cum! Please! Minho! Your thick semen...! Fill my uterus completely! Like my sister... make me pregnant too!"
With Hye-seon's plea, I made my final spurt. The tip of my glans penetrated the entrance of her uterus, reaching the deepest part.
Druryuryuryuk-!
"Hwaaaang-!!"
Hye-seon's head tilted back, and a high-pitched shriek burst out. All the energy in my body, becoming white seeds of life, poured into Hye-seon's body.
Twitch, twitch. Each time my shaft throbbed with the afterglow of ejaculation, Hye-seon's body trembled with it. Her inner walls wriggled desperately, as if not wanting to miss a single drop of my semen.
"Haa... haa... it's warm... Minho... yours... so much came in...."
Hye-seon lay prone, trembling, feeling my semen flowing out between her buttocks. The bedsheets were a mess with Hye-jeong's and Hye-seon's vaginal fluid, and the white turbid fluid I had ejaculated. A fishy yet sweet night flower smell filled the room.
I slowly pulled out. Hye-seon's red, swollen hole was gaping, and white fluid streamed out, running down her thighs.
"Phew... now I feel... alive again."
I collapsed onto the bed, drenched in sweat. To my left was Hye-jeong, to my right Hye-seon, and a little further away, Minseo. A sense of conquest, that I had conquered all the women in this household with my seed, enveloped my entire body.
And the next morning.
A strange vitality permeated the penthouse dining room. More dazzling than the morning sunlight pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows were the faces of the three women seated at the table.
As if the frenzied party of the previous night had been a lie, Hye-jeong, Hye-seon, and Minseo were having breakfast, perfectly poised and elegant. The only difference was that their skin had become noticeably better, glowing with a dewy radiance, and their gazes at me dripped with honey.
"Minho, try some more of this. It's wild eel tail. You used too much energy yesterday, didn't you?"
Hye-jeong placed a large piece of seasoned grilled eel onto my rice bowl and smiled sweetly.
"Thank you, Mom."
As I ate the rice, Hye-seon, sitting next to me, secretly caressed my thigh under the tablecloth, chiming in.
As the meal was nearing its end, Hye-jeong put down her fork, setting the mood. She elegantly wiped her mouth with a napkin, then gazed at me with a serious expression.
"Alright, now that everyone's finished eating... I think it's time we talked about what we've put off."
As her tone of voice changed, Hye-seon and Minseo also put down their spoons and sat up straighter.
"What are we talking about?"
When I asked, Hye-jeong paused for a moment, then looked directly at me, as if having made up her mind.
"Your father... that is, the truth about your and Minseo's biological father."
"Father?"
Hye-jeong exchanged a glance with Hye-seon, then dropped a shocking confession.
"Actually, your and Minseo's real father is... my father, which means he's your maternal grandfather."
"......What?"
For a moment, I doubted my ears. The hand holding the spoon froze in mid-air. Maternal grandfather? Mom's dad?
So... Mom and Auntie had sex with their own father and gave birth to me and Minseo?
(Wow... crazy. This isn't just a trashy drama level, it's a completely different genre!)
Countless thoughts exploded in my head like fireworks. Grandfather becoming father, mother becoming sister... the family tree wasn't just tangled, it was completely twisted like a Möbius strip.
"Don't be surprised. Father... he didn't want his noble genes to be diluted by mixing with outside blood. That's why he chose us, his daughters."
Hye-jeong's nonchalant explanation made my head spin. But suddenly, a question flashed through my mind. If Grandfather took his daughters, what about Grandmother?
"Th-then... what about Grandmother? While Grandfather was doing that with Mom and Auntie... what happened to Grandmother? Did she perhaps die of a broken heart...?"
No matter how I thought about it, if a husband was doing that with his daughters, it was clear that the wife, and mother of the two, would surely feel a stiff neck from the shock. At my question, Hye-seon, who was drinking tea next to me, burst out laughing with a "Pfft."
"Die? Our mom is as healthy as ever."
Hye-seon put down her teacup, smiling as if she was about to tell the most delightful story in the world.
"Mom... that is, your maternal grandmother, is currently living a very sweet life with my older brother at the main house."
"......What? Older brother?"
"My older brother. Which means he's your maternal uncle."
Hye-seon pinched my thigh and winked playfully.
"Just as Father lived with us sisters, Mother lived with my older brother."
Kugung.
My mouth fell open. My jaw felt like it would drop. So... Grandfather took his daughters (Hye-jeong, Hye-seon), and Grandmother took her son (maternal uncle). Father-daughter incest and mother-son incest, a perfect pair of 'bean flour'... no, it was 'Pure-blood Symmetry'.
(What kind of trashy drama is this? No, I don't think even trashy dramas would make something like this?)
In all my life, this was the first time I'd ever seen such a trashy drama. But...
(Wait... I'm not in a position to criticize anyone right now, am I?)
Come to think of it, wasn't it me who rolled around in bed with these three women last night, committing all sorts of immoral acts?
Although they weren't the mom, aunt, or sister from my memories, in this world, I still sowed my seed in my blood-related mother's uterus, violated my aunt's back passage, and ravished my sister until she fainted.
If what Grandfather and my maternal uncle did was 'trashy', then what I was doing now was certainly no less so.
(No need to keep calling it trashy... I'm trashy too, so what...)
The seeds sown by Grandfather, and the desires received by Grandmother, were evolving more powerfully and monstrously within my body, writhing.
But perhaps it was because I had witnessed such depravity? It was as if it was granting a perfect absolution to the writhing instincts within me.
(Right, it's a crazy world anyway... what's the point of normal or abnormal?)
I wore a bitter yet strange smile on my lips. It was a smile of depravity and acceptance, one that only someone who had completely abandoned moral concepts could make.
"......Haha."
A laugh like air escaping leaked from my mouth.
"What's wrong, Minho? Is it too shocking?"
Hye-jeong took my hand with a worried look. But I shook my head and gripped her hand even tighter.
"No, rather than shocking... it's more like I understand it now."
"Understand?"
Hye-jeong asked back, puzzled. I paused for a moment, then, exerting my acting skills to the fullest, looked at them with melancholic eyes.
"Yes. Actually... ever since I lost my memory in the accident and first opened my eyes in the hospital, it's been a bit difficult."
"Difficult? Was your body uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No, not my body, but my heart."
I clasped Hye-jeong's hand, which was on the table, with both of mine, continuing to speak as if making a heartfelt confession.
"When I opened my eyes, Mom, Auntie, and my sister in front of me... they looked too beautiful as 'women' rather than just family. Everyone was so pretty, and smelled so good...."
At my words, the faces of the three women simultaneously flushed.
"So honestly... while it felt good to have this kind of relationship with Mom, my sister, and Auntie, a part of me wondered if this was okay."
I deliberately lowered my head with a pained expression. Hye-seon then let out a sigh of pity, and Minseo caressed the back of my hand.
"But today... after hearing the story of Grandfather, Grandmother, and my maternal uncle... I finally feel at ease."
I raised my head and gazed at them with confident eyes.
"Because I realized that the desire I felt wasn't a dirty sin... but a natural 'instinct' commanded by the blood flowing in our family."
"Ah... Minho...."
Hye-jeong's eyes reddened. She stood up and embraced me tightly. Her ample breasts pressed against my face, conveying warm body heat and a rich scent.