Chapter 164: Your Daughter Made Me Like This, So Take Responsibility
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 164: Your Daughter Made Me Like This, So Take Responsibility
“Look closely, this is a good thing. Look. Closely.”
“Ugh… ugh… d-don’t do that….”
I grabbed the middle of my dick and poked it roughly against Ophelia’s face. It would have been a simple matter for her to push me away, but she just held her palms out toward my penis as if protecting her face, resisting only half-heartedly. It was truly a work of art.
To think such a total pervert of a sister exists—Garnet de La Croix, the woman who gave birth to her, is seriously dead today.
“You said it was gross, so look at it properly and say it!”
“Ugh… it, it looks cute… because it looks c-cute….”
They say Ophelia de La Croix is a perennial second place, but I had just dismissed her as a mere commoner crushed by my sister’s genius. Looking at her now, though, it seemed her intelligence was severely lacking as well.
“What’s cute about it?! It’s a King Dick! It’s a huge King Dick! Even the veins are twitching, it’s a scary King Dick!!!”
“H-hyeek?!”
Ophelia trembled at my angry shouting.
“Look at it properly! Tell me everything, from how it looks to how it smells!”
“I-I shouldn’t… I, I told you I shouldn’t….”
I yanked Ophelia’s wrist. Because she was showing a bit of resistance, I had to pull roughly several times before I could finally clear away the defensive line protecting her.
“Hurry up and say it. Quickly. How is it?!”
“Yo-Yong-hwan… y-you can’t do this… this is a b-bad thing to do….”
This person, after pissing me off so much, was now acting with such hypocritical morality.
“Hurry up and speak. If you don’t, I’m going to put it in your mouth. Hmm? I’ll shove it right in.”
My fully erect dick was so stiff it was practically glued to my abdomen, making it hard to poke her with it. I had no choice but to press the pillar of fire against Ophelia’s cheek.
“G-guuuh… it’s w-warm… n-no… it’s h-hot… and, well… it’s like it’s a-alive… it’s even… g-greeting me…? It really is… v-very big….”
“You’ve never seen anything like this before, have you? Hmm? Well?”
“No….”
Seeing Ophelia answer so shyly made my anger flare up again.
“Tell me the truth! Have you seen one in a porn video?! Huh?!”
“I, I don’t w-watch things like that…. I-I’ve never seen one….”
I felt the back of my neck stiffen.
“…Really?”
“Y-yes… I’ll m-make sure to watch one next time…. So please stop….”
Ophelia looked up at me, her eyes welling with tears. Seeing the Lady of the Duchy playing with my heart and mocking me like this, I had no choice but to go and hold the woman who failed to raise her child properly responsible.
“Don’t you want to touch it?”
“Th-that… a boy has to t-treasure his body… y-you shouldn’t say things like that.”
Such nonsensical words left even me flustered and momentarily speechless.
No, wait—this was the sensible reaction. This was normal.
I realized I had been straying from the right path because of all those perverted female bitches who wanted to eat me, pass me around, share me, eat me after a drink, eat me while eating, eat me when they wake up, and eat me before they go to sleep.
“Yeah… I’m sorry.”
“N-no! It’s o-okay because you d-didn’t know! Y-you just shouldn’t do it to other people! I understand! Yes, I’ll keep it a secret from everyone!”
My heart began to warm at the sight of Ophelia trying to look after me even in this situation. Ophelia was richer than Iris, had a better personality, was more understanding, had bigger breasts, and was closer to a normal person. I felt like I should make her my sister instead.
“Alright… I won’t show it to anyone else.”
“Our Yong-hwan is smart, so yes, I’m sure you understood me well.”
Ophelia stood up slightly, met my eyes, and stroked my hair.
I had hardly felt any maternal affection from my own mother, aside from her breasts, but seeing Ophelia act with maternal instinct in every gesture made my seminal vesicles feel like they were being wrung out.
“Now then… sh-shall we stop washing and… go to sleep?”
I looked at Ophelia. I could see a slight opening where I could coax her and force myself onto her, but the thought of defiling such a pure(?) sister suddenly sent a chill down my spine.
I watched Ophelia’s large buttocks as she stepped out of the tub and headed toward the shower booth. The texture of those buttocks as they swayed and slammed against my body would probably feel amazing.
“Yong-hwan? Should we stay a bit longer?”
I snapped out of it. I had my lust, but I realized that my desire to cherish Ophelia was just a little bit stronger.
The most important thing was that a perverted auntie—the older version of Ophelia—was waiting for me with a numbered ticket in hand.
If I had nowhere else to relieve myself, I would have gone through with it, claiming I’d only rub it against the entrance, but I could easily endure for a few more minutes.
“No, let’s wash up and sleep!”
Throughout the shower, I kept debating whether or not to pounce on Ophelia. However, seeing her peek at my dick with a slightly embarrassed face and then quickly look away even without me saying anything was so cute that I managed to hold back.
After finishing what was essentially just a quick rinse in the shower booth, we stepped out of the bathroom. Ophelia hesitated before speaking to me cautiously.
“Um… do you want to sleep with me?”
No matter how I looked at it, Ophelia seemed like she would even allow an internal ejaculation, and my heart kept wavering. According to the common sense of the world, if you’re going for a mother-daughter threesome, you should conquer the mother first, but the Lady of the Duchy kept trying to turn this into a pure love story.
“I’ll sleep alone. I’m not at an age where I need to sleep with someone.”
“Ugh…. I-is that so? Sh-should I walk you to your room?”
“No, it’s fine. I’ll text you when I get there.”
Leaving behind the Lady of the Duchy, who clearly wanted to talk more, I walked straight to my room. After sending the text, I immediately took the stairs to the top floor.
I had to go and hold the woman who gave birth to such an unfairly charming female responsible.
Even though I had heard that the Archmage Garnet de La Croix would know if anyone entered the top floor, no one came out to meet me.
“Garnet Noona, are you here~?”
First, I opened the door to the nearest room. It was filled with books and empty of people.
“Garnet Noona~ let’s play~?”
I opened the next door. It was full of staves and various shiny objects.
The next door I opened led to a room with an office-like atmosphere. It was bleakly furnished with just one large desk and high stacks of documents. I closed the door, my resentment toward the rich growing at such a waste of space.
I continued opening and closing doors, wandering around looking for Garnet, who surely knew I was scouring the top floor. Finally, after checking about twenty rooms, I arrived.
Seeing the slightly ajar door, it seemed she had made it easy for me to find her in one go. I felt like an idiot for going through every single room just because I got caught up in the game of hide-and-seek—or rather, find-the-female.
—Ngh… hngh… ah… ah….
As I got closer to the door, a sticky voice became increasingly clear. I peered through the crack in the door.
“Ooh… wh-why isn’t he coming… the b-brat… hngh… ah….”
I saw Garnet, having the time of her life masturbating.
I was so glad to see her that I walked right in and shut the door.
“Garnet Noona!”
“Hieek?! Wh-what… are you… d-doing here….”
She was so focused on masturbating that even though she knew I had arrived, she didn’t realize I had been watching her through the crack. She tried to play it off.
“I came to play with Garnet Noona. You were waiting for me too, weren't you?”
“N-no… I… I-I wasn’t….”
Garnet subtly covered her lower body with the blanket on the floor. I thought it might be fun to play back and forth with this perverted auntie, but since her daughter had gotten me all worked up without giving me a pleasant ‘release,’ I felt like I needed to blow a load first.
I climbed onto the bed and yanked the blanket away.
“Wh-what are you doing?! W-wait…!”
“You were waiting for this too, weren't you? What do you mean ‘wait,’ when you were masturbating with my underwear while reeking of a female in heat?”
Politeness was something you only showed to those who deserved it.
“Y-you… s-saying things like that….”
Seeing Garnet look like she was ready to fight for dominance, I first slid my finger between her thighs.
Squelch!
“H-aaaah!”
It was a very hot hole.
Seeing Garnet cry out in such a delicate voice was quite cute.
“You were masturbating because you were looking forward to this, weren't you? You said you’d know if anyone came to the top floor. You perverted auntie.”
“Th-that’s… because I was m-masturbating… I-I couldn’t pay attention….”
She kept making pathetic excuses.
“Right, right. So you got caught masturbating and now you’re going to get fucked like a dog?”
“Fucked… using such an expression….”
Squish.
I lightly inserted my finger, gave a scratch, and pulled it out. Garnet’s body trembled violently.
“You were masturbating and waiting because you wanted to be fucked like a dog, you perverted mom.”
At the word ‘mom,’ Garnet’s eyes wavered. As expected of Ophelia’s mother, her cute appearance was similar. I was glad I hadn’t forced myself on Ophelia and ejaculated there.
What a wonderful replacement hole this lady was.
“Ngh, ahh, n-no… that’s not it….”
Squish. Squish. Squish.
The perverted auntie—no, the perverted mom—who was easily aroused by just a light movement of my finger, grabbed my small wrist. The fact that I could barely feel any resistance was truly lovely.
I immediately pulled out my penis and pressed it down onto La Croix’s lower abdomen.
“Ngh… th-this can’t b-be….”
At the majesty of the giant meat club touching her navel, Garnet’s face went blank, forgetting that she even had to resist.
“Your daughter Ophelia made me like this, so take responsibility. Garnet-mom! Hmm~? Well~?”
Thud. Thud. Thud. I gripped my penis and shook it up and down, drumming it against Garnet’s plump groin.
“B-because of Ophelia…?”
“Yeah, I took a bath with Ophelia Noona, and she was so erotic it was a problem!”
“D-did you d-do it with that child?”
Garnet’s eyes widened.
“No! That’s why you have to take responsibility! Right?”
“I-if you didn’t… i-if it’s to p-protect Ophelia….”
It seemed this lady had settled on a grand concept.
As for me, I just needed to relieve my lust by stuffing a good hole. I grabbed the back of Garnet’s knees, stood up slightly, and brought my penis to her sticky vaginal opening.