Mother-Son Incest Scheme
"Phew..."
I turn off the light and lie in bed, lost in thought.
It's been a while since I had such a fun time laughing with the family.
Especially Min-woo—he was impressive. Now that he's starting to study, he seems much more grown-up.
My choice was right.
If I hadn't started this job back then, could we have had a day like today, laughing and enjoying ourselves?
Lately, Min-woo has been heading out early and coming back with money. He bought beef for me, Yujin, and Mom with the cash he earned through hard work.
Seeing my little brother struggling like that for Mom and his sisters...
Just hold on a bit longer.
What if... they find out?
Mom, Yujin, Min-woo...
The moment they learn what I'm doing, days like this will never come again, right?
But I have no choice.
It's the path I chose, so it's my burden.
Yeah.
Let's keep going.
"I'm heading out."
"Min-woo, hold on a sec."
I'm slipping on my sneakers to leave when Sis calls out to me.
"Yeah?"
"Here, we spent a ton yesterday."
Sis hands me a wad of 50,000-won bills.
Fuck... What the hell?
"It's fine, I got money... Sis gives me allowance anyway?"
"Still... take it."
Sis shoves the stack of 50,000-won bills into my hand and grips it tight.
Crisp as hell.
"Thanks, I'll use it well."
"Yeah, be careful out there."
"You too, Sis."
I exchange a cozy goodbye with Sis and head out of the apartment.
Counting the bills—ten of them.
Fuck, as expected from a pussy-peddling bitch... she sure knows how to splash cash.
Well, she's the type strutting around in 180cm designer sneakers like it's nothing...
Today's the day I fuck Sis.
Let her stroke her blood brother's dick with those soft hands from earlier.
I smack my lips and wait near the bus stop.
Light up a smoke and scan around.
A moment later, Sis appears, haloed in light, looking sleek as fuck.
There's the bus to Ilsan.
I look closer.
Fuck, she's not getting on?
Sis ignores the Ilsan bus and just stands there.
Then she hops on some random bus to god-knows-where and vanishes.
I rush to the bus stop.
Let's see... let's see...
Fuck, no clue where she went?
The bus Sis took doesn't go to Ilsan.
Can't pinpoint the destination.
Did she stop somewhere midway?
It's a weekday—no way she's off...
Guess I'll head there and stake out.
I hop on the Ilsan bus and circle for an hour and a half standing.
Arrive at Sis's officetel.
Then plop down by the emergency stairs on the 8th floor.
Would be nice to know her room number, but even without, no biggie.
She's definitely working at an opi, and I got a guess on her alias.
+8 Crystal... that's probably Sis.
Over the weekend, I scanned the shift schedules for her suspected spot.
As expected, +8 Crystal no-showed both days.
Perfect match with Sis.
If it's not her when I check the room, I'll deal then.
No rush.
I open the browser, hit up the entertainment site.
Leave the shift board tab open and switch to webnovels.
F5 spam to check for updates.
Jack off to incest erotica.
Fuck, an hour of erotica and my panties are soaked.
Phone clock says almost 11.
No shift board yet.
Calm my nerves and refresh.
Talk notification pings.
Sect bitch.
Yesterday she messaged wanting to fuck her real mom, sent full name and family pic, but ghosted after.
Quick reply.
Chatting with the sect bitch while refreshing the shift board—and boom, it pops up.
Fuck, off today?
Status says on period.
So no shows for a few days...
Shitty.
Already horned up from an hour of incest porn...
Hmm, nothing wrong with that.
But going right now? Nah.
Close the chat and hit the entertainment site.
Fucking Mom's important, but fucking Sis is priority one.
Six pussies left...
To be 100% sure, gotta knock 'em out one by one.
Open notes app, check the five minus +8 Crystal.
Hmm... two clocked in.
Peek at those bitches first, then fuck the sect girl.
Call and book, head out to check rooms.
"Oppa, take care."
"Yeah, you too."
Crawl out with the pussy's send-off.
Checked two +3s back-to-back—obviously not Sis.
Just fingered 'em and peeled some skin, out quick.
Tipped 10k each in their quickie bags.
Four pussies left...
Guess +8 bitch really is Sis.
But fuck, hard as hell to book that slut.
Drag my heavy feet, cab to the address sect bitch sent.
"Son!"
"Hey, Mom."
Arrive at the spot, wait 10 mins—sect bitch's car pulls up.
Slide into the passenger seat next to her.
Car peels out like she was waiting.
Stops at light—hand lands on my dick bulge.
"Ha... My son's thing feels alive... Look at it twitching..."
"Heh... Like that?"
"Yeah... Can't think of anything else lately... Am I weird, Mom...?"
"I like it? Hot when you say you wanna eat son's dick..."
"Hng... But not real mom... Jieun... Jealous..."
Light changes, hand off dick to wheel, car goes.
"If it works out, fuck you both together... Mom... You're pretty perverted too... Wanna watch me eat real mom..."
"Hng... Yeah... Wanna see you... Jieun... fucking... Imagining it drives me crazy..."
"Ate out at BBQ yesterday... Mom had some drinks, stumbled—I carried her... So soft..."
"Yeah...? Jieun's pussy hit your butt...? Tits too...?"
"Yeah... Fucking soft... Ass all hip-upped, dying to fuck... Good smell... Thinking again, fuck..."
"Jieun... Mom'll scold her... My son... Suffering like this... Won't help..."
"Yeah, scold her good... Doesn't get my feelings... Fucking Lee Ji-eun bitch... Fuck her like a dog... Like Mom..."
"Heehee... Ah, horny... Almost there."
Moments later, pull into a hood with sky-high walls, gate opens, inside.
Park and get out.
"Where's this, Mom?"
"Yeah, Mom's house."
"Fuck, what's your deal, Mom?"
"Heehee... Follow me, talk inside."
Follow sect bitch out parking lot—elevator.
Ride up together.
Doors open to long hallway.
Step off, she hands slippers.
Kick off sneakers, shuffle after.
Weird-ass paintings on corridor walls.
End opens to massive living room.
Three glass walls.
"Fuck, house is huge... Mom."
"Heehee... Surprised, son? This is guest room... Real house is there."
Look where she points—end of huge garden, three-story mansion.
Looks filthy luxurious.
Sect bitch plops on central sofa, lights cig quietly.
"Sit here."
Taps seat right next to her.
Move over, plop beside, light cig quiet.
Deep drag, blow smoke to ceiling.
"Min-woo, right?"
"Yeah, Mom... Kang Min-woo."
"Call me Minah, Kim Minah."
"Huh? Oh..."
Sudden intros.
"This is my place... You get the neighborhood?"
"Yeah."
Primiest spot in Gangnam.
"Run a small family biz... I'm foundation chair."
"Fuck, chaebol?"
"No, no... Not that big. Just live without money worries? Chair's nothing, do jack shit."
"Ain't that chaebol?"
"Heehee... Call it that then, whatever... Our goal's Jieun, right?"
Fuckin bitch tossing Mom's name around.
"Yeah... right, Mom."
Sect bitch Minah's idle hand hits my dick bulge.
"So... this is just... promise between son and Mom..."
"Promise?"
"Yeah... Keep it hush, got it?"
Hmm... Her living here, calling some son over to fuck—expose that, she'd be fucked.
But even if I did, I'd be the one fucked solo...
Might vanish without trace?
"Don't care either way, Mom... Sent family pic ready to ruin life..."
"Heehee... No need, love my son too much... Wish you were real son..."
"Real son then nonstop fucking? Heh... Mom's something."
Sect bitch Minah's hand moves slow, slips inside pants.
Snatches dick from panties, yanks out.
Already pickled in sexting, throbbing dick springs like spring.
"Yeah... If real son... Mom would've... eaten this..."
"Mom's got talent for turning on... No wonder sect shit."
"Heehee... Just starting, son... Gotta fuck real mom...?"
"Yeah... Coming here, trust your words now... Feels like you'll make it happen..."
"Slow... Mom'll... get Jieun... to you...?"
"Get her to me?"
One hell of a perv, this bitch too.
"Yeah... Sounds fun... So excited, curious... What happens with you..."
"What happens is what... Mom tasted dick? Poke once, she'll cling..."
"Son... Can't rush... No fun...? You'll see... Got plans, tell Mom..."
"Building mad hype... How you'll feed me Jieun... Bet you're hornier?"
Sect bitch Minah's eyes bloodshot.
More turned on by setting up blood son and mom than me fucking blood mom.
Jackpot, fuckin bitch.
"Hng... Mom's wet now... Mom's struggling... Help son...? Hng..."
"Yeah... Fuck first, Mom... Fuck, so horny... Here?"
Sect bitch Minah stands, strips wild.
Follow suit, clothes fly anywhere.
"There, son... Carry Mom in..."
As wished, scoop her up princess-style, head where finger points.
Enter room—one wall full glass, great view outside.
Huge bed center.
Stride over, hurl sect bitch Minah rough onto bed.
Leap on, crawl between legs, bellies press, pant heavy, eyes lock.