Chapter 134
Chapter 134
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 134
Chapter Title: It's What Mother Told Me to Do? (3)
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Here too, breasts. There too, breasts.
"Hnnngh... It feels so good...!"
"You're such... a pervert...!"
Tang Hye-won, lying on the bed and gliding her breasts over my cock, shot me a charming glare.
As she pressed her soft mounds together with her palms from both sides and shook her upper body to squeeze my shaft tight, it felt like pure bliss.
"Tell any guy who doesn't like this to step forward...!"
"I wouldn't do it for other men anyway, so no need to ask...!"
Peng Yeon-hwa whispered shyly as she clung to my body on the right. Only after seeing Mother smile warmly on the left did her face flush red—it was quite amusing.
"By the way, son, about that unfinished talk from earlier..."
"Ah, the residence issue?"
Mother nodded, and the other women seemed interested too.
"What if we open a clinic just for the ladies?"
"A clinic?"
"Yes, a big one—not just for treating illnesses, but with regular check-ups and even convalescence facilities."
That way, even if only women gathered there, it wouldn't look suspicious at all.
"And if we gather those kids too, teach them basic studies in place of their parents, and manage a safe place for them to play... we could raise the children there as well."
"But why only take in ladies? A clinic wouldn't discriminate against patients because..."
"Sister-in-law, we're not exactly running a proper clinic..."
Peng Yeon-hwa's expression darkened slightly, probably imagining turning away urgent male patients just for being men.
I gently reassured her.
"Ladies have many parts they can't easily show to others. So if we make a clinic just for women, hidden from men's eyes, plenty of people will come."
"..."
"A place like that could benefit many people in its own way. And for emergencies, we could treat men too."
"Is that so...?"
In truth, it was just focused specialization. We had to make money first, after all.
The goal was to create a premium space where wealthy madams, who had plenty of money but even more worries about their health, would spend without hesitation.
Moreover, the more unique the location, the more natural it would feel for scattered women to gather in one place.
It would be perfect for bringing in someone like Eon So-young, who was hard to keep nearby.
"Yeah, short-term, it doesn't sound bad. But long-term... it might be a bit..."
Mother voiced her concerns.
Of course, people don't get sick 365 days a year, so even if the clinic thrived, women staying there long-term would eventually raise suspicions.
"We can figure that out step by step... Don't worry too much."
Ultimately, we'd gather money and people to form a group with enough force that no one could touch us easily.
Plus, I'd have to diligently fuck the women to help them shed their mortal forms through intense cultivation.
But explaining all that now would make the conversation drag on too long.
"Mother..."
"Son... Ahh...!"
I licked her nape while kneading her breasts.
Thinking how these firm mounds would soon transform into milk-filled ones like Tang Hye-won's in a few months made it impossible not to grope them.
Among the three, only Tang Hye-won could use her pussy right now.
But perhaps to spare feelings, she too was only using her mouth and breasts to stroke my cock, avoiding her pussy.
"Sorry... I can't help worrying about our baby..."
"Hnn... It's okay...!"
Even as I caressed her body all over, it clearly wasn't as good as my cock thrusting directly inside—Mother let out occasional moans.
As I licked her here and there, suddenly hands grabbed my head and turned it.
"...It hurts."
"S-Sorry, but I want..."
Peng Yeon-hwa cut off her apology and pressed her lips to mine.
Her lewd lips parted, and her slick tongue slipped into my mouth. We gulped down each other's mixed saliva.
My hands were still fondling Mother's breasts, my lips fiercely entwining with Peng Yeon-hwa's, and my cock trapped and stroked within Tang Hye-won's massive tits.
The smooth, soft flesh of the women enveloping my entire body made me feel like my whole self had become a cock plunged into a pussy.
'All of them... my women... the women pregnant with my babies...!'
Eon So-young and Tang Hye-won's deliveries weren't far off. Even if I sent a letter today, I wasn't sure I'd arrive before Eon So-young gave birth.
And soon, Mother and Peng Yeon-hwa would join them, their bellies bulging with my children as they rocked during sex.
Excited by the thought, my cock twitched noticeably, and the pressure from the stroking breasts intensified.
"Urgh...!"
After breaking the kiss with a groan, I saw Tang Hye-won enthusiastically working my shaft with gusto.
She always subtly wanted to take the lead during sex with me—she definitely enjoyed watching me squirm from the sensation of her tit-pussy.
'Just you wait.'
I couldn't now because of the others, but in a few days, I'd visit and pound her pussy relentlessly until she never dreamed of taking control again.
"Guh...!"
But waiting was one thing—my cock was steadily being cornered by the expert pressure of those massive tits.
I'd already stopped groping Mother's breasts. Peng Yeon-hwa, whose chest was a bit larger than Mother's, slightly lifted hers as if comparing to Tang Hye-won.
With both women's gazes focused, a strange thrill surged, driving the final wedge into the dam holding back my release.
"Hye-won, pull back now... My semen...!"
Tang Hye-won then lightly suckled the tip peeking out from between her breasts, ready to receive my load.
Even then, her tit-pussy moved gently up and down like a real pussy, coaxing out my cum.
"I'm cumming...!"
Spurt, spurt, spluuurt!
My balls trembled deep inside as semen gushed out.
Tang Hye-won diligently swallowed the explosive jets flooding her mouth around my glans.
After taking some in, her cheeks suddenly hollowed, sucking my cock even harder.
"Hnn...!"
The last remnants in my urethra were forcibly pulled up by the vacuum, stimulating my shaft.
She must have gotten ideas from watching Mother's blowjob earlier... True to form, the woman who studied sex like strategy notes.
"Haaa..."
Proudly showing me her mouth sticky with white semen despite being pregnant, she winked seductively—it was insanely hot.
"...Now swallowing."
Her lips closed, mouth worked, and throat bobbed visibly.
Then her lips parted again. She'd clearly memorized Mother's technique.
Her tongue glistened only with clear saliva—no semen left.
'Ah, getting hard again.'
Looks like I'd be milked for cum until sunset today too.
Such sweet exploitation.
Namgung Chang, the eldest of Namgung Family's youngest twins, curiously spoke up seeing the maids whispering in a huddle.
"What are you all doing there?"
"Y-Young master...!"
The maids' faces paled at the sight of him—something was clearly off.
"What's wrong? Did something big happen?"
"N-No, it's not that, it's just...!"
Amid the stammering maids, Namgung Chang spotted something hidden behind one and snatched it lightning-fast.
"This is... a letter?"
The thick envelope, wrapped in multiple layers of oiled paper, was clearly prepared for a long journey without damage.
"W-We really don't know anything! Please, young master...!"
"What on earth...? Huh?"
The handwriting was utterly ordinary—not sloppy, but not exceptional either.
The neat characters spelled out the name "Kang Yun."
"Hand Dragon...!"
And at the top: "To Namgung Hye of Namgung Family, delivered personally."
In Namgung Chang's mind flashed the image of a handsome man he'd met at Shaolin and his strikingly beautiful sister, Namgung Hye—one of the Three Peaks.
'This is bad.'
A rather fitting picture formed.
Now he understood why the maids had been gossiping.
Just as he thought, they must have suspected it was a love letter.
"I'll take this. You all go on ahead."
The moment Namgung Chang took the letter, the maids fled with relieved expressions.
He considered going straight to his sister but hesitated—lately, she was intimidating.
She hadn't laid a hand on her brothers yet, but just as his younger brother Namgung Hong said, she exuded an air of "might smack you if you mess up."
After some thought, Namgung Chang decided to dump the issue on their eldest brother, the family head.
"So that's why you're asking, brother?"
"Mm, I don't think so myself... but Chang is making such a fuss..."
Namgung Hye inwardly sighed, spotting a thread of doubt on her stern brother's face.
No, of all people, linking her with him? The letter from the man read:
<To Namgung Hye personally. I suspect the time is near, so I'm writing. I'm prepared to rejoice either way. You don't have to use what I left—whatever name you think is good, I'll happily accept.>
Phrased vaguely to avoid misunderstandings if it fell into wrong hands, it was ambiguous to outsiders.
But Namgung Hye understood.
He wrote because her mother was due to give birth soon.
He'd be happy whether boy or girl.
The child's name he'd suggested could be changed if she found a better one; he'd welcome any she chose.
The problem was explaining this to Namgung Hak and Namgung Chang.
Should she say she didn't understand and just relay the contents? But that would backfire.
They'd surely interpret it as: "Kang Yun confessed his love to Namgung Hye, and thinking the promised reply time arrived, he sent this—accepting yes or no happily."
Sure enough, Namgung Hak's face grew grave as he spoke.
"Hye-ya..."
"No, brother."
Forcing away the memories of passion flooding her mind, Namgung Hye denied it immediately, but Namgung Hak looked like he'd figured it out.
"You don't have to deny your feelings like that. Namgung Family isn't weak. We don't need to cling to Huangbo Family..."
"Really, it's not that—don't misunderstand, brother."
Only after several back-and-forths did Namgung Hak accept her claim.
"Really, nothing between you...?"
"Yes."
Normally, unrelated men and women didn't exchange letters like this.
Even marriage proposals came through the family, not personally—so he'd been suspicious.
'Come to think of it, this is the first time that man has sent me a letter...'
"Then, invite Young Hero Kang to your wedding."
"Pardon?"
How did the conversation jump there? Namgung Hye stared at her brother, dumbfounded.
"You said you already know him. If it's truly nothing, inviting Young Hero Kang to the wedding shouldn't be an issue, right?"
Namgung Hak spoke like an ultimatum, implying: if there's even a spark, refuse now.
Namgung Hye felt frustrated, but rejecting outright would complicate things.
'I don't want to see him...'
But in the end, she had no choice but to nod to her brother's words.