Chapter 40: Basic Prep Before the Mother-Daughter Donburi Feast
"Okay. Both of you are in such a fucking hot pose. Keep those legs up just like that."
Yu-ran and Hyeonju, completely naked, each braced one hand against the wall and lifted a leg, thrusting their pussies toward Oppa. The sight of those two sets of petals, lush with dark pubic hair, blooming invitingly in his direction was undeniably arousing. The firm flesh of their asses peeking from behind, the thick, sensual meat of their thighs—they were all perfect seasonings in Oppa's eyes.
His mom seemed thrilled that her son was eyeing her so hungrily, but his little sister looked inconvenienced by the awkward pose, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. She pursed her lips into a pout, radiating displeasure.
"Do we have to do it like this?"
"Yeah. When you're eating mother-daughter donburi, don't you wanna compare those two pussies nice and thorough? If you just scarf it down without thinking, you'll get bored fast. You know how they say you eat with your eyes before your mouth? It's like that. Damn, with just two items on the menu, this is already a feast fit for a king."
"That's right, sweetie. For toilets like us, what's most important? Satisfying your owner—your Oppa—comes first, no question. Our little embarrassments? They're nothing compared to that. And you've learned this too, but toilets like us have to turn that shame straight into pleasure."
"Ugh... Yeah, I know from class..."
Just yesterday, she'd taken her leash training proudly out on the street, and today's school lessons had been a handjob show and more leash work. Converting shame to ecstasy was second nature now. Hell, her pussy was already glistening with honey beads—she was in heat, no doubt. But that didn't erase the embarrassment; it just made her want to look away.
Oppa's gaze roamed over them like a tongue, lapping at their pussies, thighs, asses, hips, and up to their tits. Hyeonju's weren't huge, but her nipples stood erect like a grown woman's. And Mom's—massive for a Korean, with perfect shape and bounce, straight out of heaven. The superiority of knowing they were his exclusive toys made his cock spring up, pointing skyward.
But shoving it in right away? That'd be too impatient. Full-course meals had an order, and this was no different.
Oppa's thick fingers plunged in with a wet squelch, invading Hyeonju and Yu-ran's pussies. Their unique flavors blended like harmony.
"Haaah♥ Oppa's fingers are cooomiiing♥ Ahh, so good, so gooood! Nothing like my shitty fingers♥ Fingerprint scan complete! Security unlocked! Full access for Oppa only♥ Deeper, churn me up deeper! I starved without your touch at school—my pussy's drooling, such a naughty hole. Educate it, Oppa♥"
"Nnghhhaaah♥ Swallowing my son's fingers♥ Aaah, perfect. It's like his body is returning to where it came from... I'm so happy. Mom's pussy and womb have always been his property—do whatever you want. They exist for birthing you, so of course they're all yours♥ Stamp your mark so nothing else ever invades them again♥"
"Heh, these sluts know how to beg. Whoever trained you did a fucking stellar job. Good girl, good girl. Clamp down on my fingers. Show off what you've learned."
His fingers stirred their pussies, stretching the sticky insides. In response, their vaginal walls clenched harder, desperately welcoming their conqueror. Blood ties or not, their grips had subtle differences.
"Hmm. Comparing them side-by-side, I get it now. Mom's is soft and cute, nibbling gently with perfect rhythm—chewy and teasing. But Hyeonju's? Young and tight, gripping like it'll never let go."
Subtle differences, but undeniable family resemblance. That's why pussy comparisons were addictive.
"R-Really? So which one's better? Mine, right? Right?!"
Hyeonju pressed eagerly. Oppa answered by digging into her G-spot.
"Hagyaaaaahhh!♥♥♥♥♥"
"How long since you two made up, and you're already stirring shit? Reflect on yourself."
"Sorry♥ Sooorryyy♥ I was jealous of Mom♥ Her pussy skills are better, and her tits are so womanly huge♥ I couldn't help it! Forgive me! I won't do it again!"
"Hmm. Honest, so forgiven—this time."
He hadn't said he'd stop fingering her G-spot, though. She looked too cute writhing, so why stop?
"......................."
"Huh? Mom, why the face? Want your G-spot worked too?"
"...Yeah."
Yu-ran nodded shyly. Just fingering wasn't enough for this passionate MILF—and that bashful side? Perfect. No reason to hold back. He churned her G-spot, guiding her to climax. Watching her wail in near-delirium felt like true filial piety.
Rhythmically plunging into both pussies, Oppa's fingers made their raised legs quiver. Holding the pose was tiring—legs aching, arms shaking. But that pain was a candle in a waterfall compared to the drug-like pleasure. The subtle tremors even added a kinky edge Oppa loved.
"Hmm... Yeah, this should count as basic prep done."
As the two bitches crested multiple times, legs shaking like aspens, Oppa yanked his fingers out with a pop. True nectar juices splattered the floor from the void. Dripping like that from a little fingering? Hopeless pussy sluts. They needed ironclad management.
"Aah... Done playing with our pussies?"
"So... now you'll use your cock for real?"
Their voices dripped anticipation, crotches trembling, petals twitching—not just from the strain.
Cruel as it was, prep wasn't over.
"Nah. Time for a special seasoning. Same old routine gets stale, right?"
"What kind?"
"Anything for you, son. Mom can do it all."
Oppa crossed his arms, smirking slyly.
"You two made up with a dick-kiss for once. Now I wanna see you get along—really bond."
"......Huh?"
They blinked at each other, confused. What now?
"I wanna watch your lesbian play. Show me."