Chapter 0 Prologue
Prologue
Thump, thump, thump—
"Hah... haah... Mother-in-law."
The sight of my mother-in-law's plump backside from behind was downright sinful.
While my wife was out grocery shopping, we seized the moment for a quick romp.
The supple flesh clinging to her hips was so full that even when I grabbed it, it slipped right through my fingers.
"Ahh, ahh! Yes, harder—fuck me harder, Yeong-jin."
She only ever called me by my name when we were like this.
My name is Park Yeong-jin.
A newlywed of one year.
While most couples our age would be drowning in honeyed affection, here I was drowning in something else entirely—with my mother-in-law.
Slap, slap—
I spanked her voluptuous rear.
The fat jiggled so much that my hand bounced right off.
Twenty minutes of relentless pounding from behind.
Her chest was heavenly, sure, but once you got addicted to plowing into an ass like this, there was no going back.
Thrust, thrust, thrust—
"Ahh, ahh, AH!!"
The signal came.
Like molten lava erupting from deep within, it burst forth explosively.
Squelch—
"Nghh... Mother-in-law!"
"Cum inside me... fill my pussy!"
I buried myself deep inside her, unloading every last drop.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
I collapsed onto her back, wrapping my arms around her as I caught my breath.
My hands kneaded her pillowy-soft breasts.
"Haaah... Yeong-jin, you're so good... Your cum is delicious."
"Your pussy's delicious too, Mother-in-law. Heh."
We sprawled across the bed, limbs tangled, catching our breath.
I watched with satisfaction as I fingered her, my semen dripping out.
Meanwhile, she dutifully cleaned my cock, slick with a mix of cum and her own juices.
The lewd sounds of squelching and slurping filled the air.
Then—
Click—
The front door opened.
"Honey! Mom! Help me with the groceries!"
We startled, but this wasn't exactly our first rodeo.
In a flash, we scrambled into our clothes—outerwear first, underwear after.
Took less than a minute.
"Yeah, honey, I'm coming. Mother-in-law, let's help with the bags."
"Got it. Yeong—I mean, coming!"
She hurried upstairs, pretending she had just come down.
Thud, thud—
She wiped the sweat from her face, but her cheeks were still flushed pink.
Seeing her like that made me want to take her again right then.
I leaned against the bedroom door, grinning at her as she passed.
Slap—
A playful smack on her ass.
"Oh my, you bought so much!"
"Yeah, the store had a lot of sales. But Mom, why's your face so red?"
"Huh? Oh—uh, I must've had the electric blanket too high."
"Ah, that makes sense. Honey, hurry up with these bags."
"Yeah, got it."
I hefted the groceries in both hands.
Come to think of it, I'd forgotten to crack open the bedroom window.
Eh, leave it.
The thrill was part of the fun.
My wife walked into the bedroom to take off her coat.
"Eugh, what's this musky smell? I just washed the sheets."
I quickly deflected.
"Well, it's still early autumn—gets pretty hot. Probably just sweat."
"Oh... yeah, that must be it."
She nodded and headed back to the living room.
Tonight, I'd take my wife on the same bed where I'd just ravished her mother.
The thought warmed me up inside.
Mother-daughter double feature—now that was a meal worth savoring.