Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Shall Mother... Relieve It? (2)
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Zhuge Mi-ryeong gazed at her son's rigid erection and felt a pang of pity.
Seeing her aged body and suffering like this, he must not have been relieving himself properly all this time.
'Even... a courtesan...'
She briefly considered assigning him a courtesan, but quickly realized how absurd that idea was.
At least from what she knew, no one attached courtesans to young men just to satisfy their urges.
Besides, a young man meeting courtesans at that age would be branded as promiscuous right away.
'Wh-what should I do...'
Suddenly, she felt resentment toward Go Cheon. As a father and fellow man, shouldn't he have looked out for this?
He should have taught him how to handle it himself.
Didn't he brag about having those man-to-man talks that only guys understand, without teaching him that?
'Sh-should... I teach him?'
Her thoughts had been spinning wildly since earlier, clouding her judgment. Feeling cornered, Zhuge Mi-ryeong opened her mouth.
"If... if it's hard, should Mom... help you out?"
She couldn't believe the words coming out of her own mouth; she was utterly bewildered.
Her son's face flushed even deeper, so he clearly felt embarrassed too.
But watching him fidget helplessly over that fiercely throbbing erection was even harder to bear.
"N-no need to be ashamed. If... if you haven't had chances to relieve your urges properly, it's only natural..."
"E-even if I do, it... ends up like this..."
At least it was a silver lining amid the misfortune. He seemed to know how to masturbate, at least.
"Th-then, can you make it go down on your own?"
"I'm... trying. I'm sorry, Mother."
Watching her son desperately trying to calm his erection with a deeply guilty expression, Zhuge Mi-ryeong gritted her teeth.
She had no idea that her careless offer to "help him out" had pushed his erection— which might have subsided on its own— across the point of no return.
After waiting quite a while with no change, she finally resolved to take drastic measures.
"M-Mother!?"
"Stay still."
How many sons could stay put while their mother undid their belt and pulled down their pants?
Zhuge Mi-ryeong swallowed hard as she freed the grotesquely erect member from its confines.
'H-has it... grown this big?'
The difference between seeing it bulge in his pants and seeing it directly was huge. It looked like it had been forged from pure male ferocity.
"Ngh!"
A groan escaped her son's lips as she reached out and gripped it.
'Does it hurt?'
It might. She remembered feeling pain in her own parts if her husband didn't loosen her up enough during sex.
She'd never seen her husband in pain, but he was already at peak mastery back then, unlike her son, who was still only late first-rate.
After a moment's hesitation, Zhuge Mi-ryeong made up her mind.
Her widely opened mouth drew closer to the shaft.
By definition, fellatio is meaningless for reproduction.
Semen doesn't reach the womb to fertilize an egg unless it's deposited there.
From that perspective, the sex I crave isn't really sex— it's closer to breeding.
I pursue sexual pleasure, sure, but at its core, it's the urge to imprint my genes into an arousing female.
"Hahmp..."
That was why watching Zhuge Mi-ryeong try to stuff my cock into her tiny mouth felt so thrillingly novel.
My first MILF blowjob.
I was experiencing the pinnacle of inefficiency.
Her small lips stretched wide around my cock— the sight delivered an oddly perverse pleasure.
It was the immoral thrill of a woman who saw me as her son opening her mouth wide just to make my dick feel good.
"Ngh, Mother..."
Truth be told, when she first stroked it, I faked a bit of pain hoping she'd use her mouth instead.
If I acted like it hurt even during oral, it'd be game over, so I made a point to show how good it felt.
Honestly, no acting was needed.
Even though she barely fit half of it in, the sensation of her mucous membranes sucking at my glans was enough to make my vision flash white.
Just her slurping it up with no real technique had me on the verge already.
"Mmm... Nii...!"
Zhuge Mi-ryeong must have felt it pulsing. Her suction weakened for a moment, and I caught her glancing up at me.
But she soon steeled herself and resumed sucking with more force.
She was telling me to cum. In her mouth.
Even though it'd be too much for her...
"Mother, I'm... gonna cum."
Out of lingering conscience, I warned her, but she kept sucking.
"Cumming, cumming, cumming!"
I'm cumming in this silver-haired MILF's mouth!
Spurt, spluuurt!
As always, my cock vigorously unleashed a massive load. And the problem I'd worried about happened.
"Cough, cough..."
Unable to swallow it all, Zhuge Mi-ryeong coughed and spat some out.
Even I had to admit the amount was inhumanly huge.
And another issue.
Seeing semen leaking from her bright red lips...
It turned me on. Insanely so.
'This time, I wanna throat-fuck her pussy-mouth without cumming...'
Having blown my load early from the sheer excitement of the situation only fueled my desire more than before.
I wanted to strip her naked and pound her pussy, but oral was all that was allowed right now, so no choice.
"Ah, still...?"
After coughing and spitting out the excess, Zhuge Mi-ryeong caught her breath and stared at my still-hard cock with obvious panic.
I hung my head in feigned shame but subtly signaled my expectations with my eyes.
'No way you're ending it here.'
Come on! Come on!
"C-can't you get it down yet...?"
Zhuge Mi-ryeong spoke with a hint of reluctance. Push further, or not?
"Y-You're just... too beautiful, Mother..."
"Y-you little..."
Her face reddened, but she didn't seem displeased.
She glanced around anew, but with the rain still pouring, no passersby were in sight.
I pleaded with desperate eyes.
I'm Go Hyeon, the dutiful son— this situation is totally innocent. Yeah, my mind control was flawless.
Maybe catching my puppy-dog gaze, she let out a deep sigh.
"J-just once more. Then handle it yourself somehow, got it?"
In the end, Zhuge Mi-ryeong took my cock back into her mouth.
She enveloped the burning-hot shaft once more. The thick masculine scent assaulted her nose, but thinking of it as her son's made it bearable.
'It was only finger-sized when he was little...'
She hadn't seen it since he grew old enough to bathe alone, so she had no idea it'd grown so massive.
As she slowly bobbed her head to stroke it in and out, she felt it tense up.
'Instead of doing this with his mother, maybe I should find him a wife?'
When she was young, the worst demonic fiend called the Blood Demon roamed raping unmarried women, so people married early on average.
But these days, with no news of the Blood Demon's atrocities for ages, marriage trends had shifted back to leisurely timings.
'Among his peers, plenty probably aren't rushing to wed...'
Lost in thought, Zhuge Mi-ryeong noticed her son's expression had wilted compared to before.
Was he not feeling pleasure?
She sucked harder on the shaft.
It regained some firmness against her cheeks, but it still fell short of earlier.
Unable to pinpoint the difference, she just kept sucking vigorously, but the response was lukewarm.
She wanted to ask what was wrong, but she couldn't bring herself to.
Having a mother handle her son's sexual relief was already absurd enough; she didn't want to pile on more insanity.
Deciding to replay what had worked before, she pondered— only to belatedly realize her son's hand was moving.
He placed it on her neatly pinned-up hair and, before she could react to the rudeness, yanked her head forward.
The result.
Slurp!
The monstrous shaft, which hadn't even fit halfway before, plunged deep into her throat.
Zhuge Mi-ryeong panicked as her airway was suddenly blocked.
'Hyeon-ah, Hyeon-ah, no!'
Given her gentle son's nature, he must not have realized what he was doing.
That judgment flew out the window the moment she looked up and saw his face melted in ecstasy.
"Mother... Mother... It feels... so good...!"
Her sweet boy was enraptured by the pleasure of her mouth enveloping his manhood.
He gripped her head and thrust his hips, savagely ramming it down her throat.
'Stop, no...'
He could clearly see she was suffering, yet he didn't stop.
There wasn't a trace of guilt on his face as he relentlessly pounded away.
'Hyeon-ah, Hyeon-ah...!'
His eyes looked at her like she was a tool.
She could sense it: in his gaze right now, she was nothing more than a means to extract pleasure.
"Mother, Mother... I'm gonna cum, it's coming...!"
Despairing over how her son had changed, Zhuge Mi-ryeong tried to pull away.
If another flood like before came, she wouldn't survive it.
But she realized too late.
Each time the shaft ravaged her throat, her inner energy flow grew disordered.
Her concentration had weakened, as expected, but it showed just how depleted her state was that she hadn't even considered it.
"Cumming, Mother... take it all... every drop..."
'No!'
Splurt, spluuuurt!
Ignoring her unspoken scream, the thick white fluid gushed from his cock.
As long as it stayed buried deep, spewing semen straight into her throat, she couldn't spit it out.
She gulped it down with all her might.
The dense, sticky load didn't go down easy, but she had to make it work.
Today was supposed to be a joyful outing with her son.
A chance to drill into him: "Never push yourself too hard— just think of your own happiness."
Was this happiness? Her son's happiness?
Gazing down at her desperately swallowing his semen with a loving expression, Zhuge Mi-ryeong could only wonder what she'd done wrong.