Chapter 250
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 250
Si-woo slightly pulled his chest away from his mother’s bare back, where he had been pressed tightly against her.
He then raised the index finger of his damp hand and placed it against her skin.
He felt her body flinch and tremble minutely once again.
Slowly, Si-woo began to move his finger, tracing words onto her back.
'Female.' 'Slave.' 'Seon-mi.'
He slowly wrote out the insulting labels he had assigned to her.
'You fucking cunt.'
'Thinking about getting fucked.'
'By your son all night.'
'Are you excited?'
His mother’s bare skin remained exposed to his touch, completely defenseless. Upon that back, the son slowly carved provocative and lewd sentences that should never be said to a mother.
With every stroke of his finger, his mother’s body—tense and rigid—twisted ever so slightly.
"Haah... Haa... Heugh..."
Her sighs and breathing unraveled along with his movements.
Still lying on his side, Si-woo propped himself up on the arm tucked beneath him. He looked down to check the expression on the face of this lewd mother, who must be savoring the insulting words and sentences he just delivered.
Her face was flushed deep red. She stared blankly into space, desperately trying to avoid eye contact with Si-woo as he gazed down at her.
Her eyes, narrowed and fixed on nothingness, flutter with nervous tremors.
Her mouth was clamped shut, her lower lip bitten as if she was trying to endure the overwhelming sense of shame.
It seemed she had no intention of fully accepting Si-woo as long as Se-young was awake.
Si-woo lowered his gaze toward his mother’s chest.
Se-young’s face was half-hidden by the blanket as she continued to suckle at the breast.
When her eyes met Si-woo’s, Se-young gave him a faint, playful smile.
Seeing that smile, Si-woo momentarily imagined thrusting his erect penis deep inside Se-young’s body.
His cock throbbed with a sudden, surging impulse.
Smiling, Si-woo reached out and stroked the head of the nursing Se-young.
As he petted her fine hair and soft cheeks, his hand brushed against the tender skin of his mother’s breast.
His mother’s chest heaved violently as she breathed in ragged, nervous gasps.
As if to deflect his impulses toward Se-young, Si-woo moved the hand that was stroking her head up to his mother’s head.
He began to pet her hair gently, as if soothing her.
"Mom needs to sleep comfortably too, so should we put on the blindfold now~?"
Si-woo spoke to his mother in a tone one might use for Se-young or a young child.
Still latched onto the breast, Se-young watched as Si-woo naturally stroked their mother’s hair.
Si-woo leaned forward, bracing one arm on the bed near Se-young’s head, reaching over his mother’s shoulder.
He stretched his other hand toward the bedside table.
His pelvis and his large, erect penis were crushed against his mother’s back and side.
He loomed over her in an aggressive posture, looking as if he was about to ravish both his mother and Se-young at the same time.
The sensation of pleasure from his massive cock pressing into her body spread through his mother’s entire frame, as if being squeezed out of her.
Si-woo picked up the lilac blindfold resting on the bedside table.
"You're going to wear this to sleep, right? Since you have a hard time without it~"
Si-woo placed the blindfold against her head, asking as if to confirm her intent.
Though phrased as a question, it was clear she had no choice in the matter.
"Uh?... Uh... Yeah..."
His mother lifted her head slightly from the pillow, answering in a submissive tone.
Si-woo slipped the lilac blindfold over her raised head.
He adjusted it, completely blocking her vision.
His mother’s world was now plunged into darkness by the blindfold Si-woo put on her.
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"I wonder if I used to nurse like this when I was little?"
Si-woo spoke as if to himself, looking down at Se-young as she suckled.
Se-young smiled with her eyes again, her mouth still occupied.
Si-woo’s penis, pressed firmly against his mother’s back and side, throbbed with renewed vigor.
His mother exhaled a heavy, labored breath, as if struggling to suppress a moan.
With her eyes covered by the blindfold, her breathing grew increasingly irregular.
As if to calm her excitement, Si-woo grabbed her collar and pulled it back tight.
Then, he brought his hand to the top of her head and stroked it gently once more.
His mother stiffened her body, biting her lower lip even harder as if trying to endure the humiliation of his touch and the tug of the collar.
Ever since the blindfold went on, she had remained silent, as if following a rule she and Si-woo had established.
"But Oppa~ why have you been stroking Mom’s head like that for a while now~?"
Se-young, still nursing, asked in an innocent voice after watching Si-woo’s repetitive motions.
"Oh, this~?"
In response to Se-young’s innocent observation, Si-woo continued to stroke his mother’s hair, acting as if it was nothing special.
Se-young continued to watch him with curious eyes, waiting for his explanation.
"Remember what we talked about during dinner? How I’m just going to call Se-hee Noona by her name from now on?"
Si-woo asked Se-young, who was staring intently at him, reminding her of their earlier conversation.
"Yeah~ You told me during dinner! You said it’s because you two got really close while Mom and I were over at Aunt Seon-ju’s place~"
Se-young answered, clearly remembering what Si-woo had said at the dining table.
"I should have told you earlier, but... actually, I decided to do the same with Mom, without the rest of the family knowing."
Si-woo spoke in a cautious tone, looking down at Se-young as if confessing a deep secret.
"Do what with Mom~?"
Se-young raised her eyebrows, looking genuinely curious.
"The same thing I’m doing with Se-hee. I decided to call Mom by her name and just be comfortable with each other, without any boundaries."
Si-woo spoke to his sister as if confessing a forbidden relationship with their mother.
"What is that even supposed to mean~~?"
Se-young reacted with a playful jeer, thinking he was just teasing her.
"It’s true! Seon-mi and I decided to live like that now! But since people would think it’s weird if we did it all day, we’re only doing it from 9 PM until we go to sleep! Right, Seon-mi?"
Si-woo called his mother by her name, as if to prove the truth of his words to Se-young.
Even after speaking, he continued to stroke her hair, waiting for her response.
"Mom! Is what Oppa saying true? Is he going to treat you the same way he treats Se-hee Unnie?"
Se-young asked her mother, sounding like she still couldn't quite believe it.
"Seon-mi~ You have to answer Se-young~!"
Si-woo demanded an answer, his tone like someone coaxing a small child.
"Y... Yes... Th... That’s right... I decided to do that with Si-woo... O... Only at night... N... Not during the day..."
Lying there with her eyes blinded, his mother stammered out the answer Si-woo wanted, emphasizing the fact that they only agreed to do this at night.
"See? I wasn't lying, was I?"
Si-woo spoke to Se-young with a triumphant, boastful air.
He continued to stroke his mother’s hair as he spoke.
Se-young watched the abnormal "play" between the mother and son.
"You and Mom are both weird! Hehe~"
Se-young gave her impression of their game with a bright, innocent laugh.
"Well, you have a set time to nurse from Mom before bed, right? It’s similar to that! Mom is just acting like a spoiled child right now too~"
To help Se-young understand, Si-woo compared the situation to her own habit of nursing.
"Acting like a child?"
Se-young asked, not quite grasping his meaning.
"Just like you, Mom has times when she wants to be pampered, right? Since I’m the one filling in for Dad now!"
Si-woo explained his current role to Se-young.
"Ah~~! Filling in for Dad?"
Only then did Se-young seem to understand the context of the game Si-woo and her mother were playing.
"Yeah, filling in for Dad! Anyway, this is something only our family should know, so you can't tell anyone else! Got it?"
Having shared the secret with his sister, Si-woo immediately moved to ensure her silence.
"Got it~! I won't tell~! It’s a secret only our family knows~ Hehe~"
Se-young answered immediately, as if making a solemn vow.
Then, as if she had become a co-conspirator in Si-woo’s secret crime, she took her mother’s nipple back into her mouth and began to suckle vigorously.
As the brief negotiation between Si-woo and Se-young concluded, his mother’s body began to shudder violently, as if some profound shift had occurred.