Chapter 58
Chapter 58
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 58
Chapter Title: Mother, What’s Wrong? (2)
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The night had grown deep.
The plan was simple. The key was for Peng Yeon-hwa to burst in while he was pounding away at his mother.
Then, reveal the truth that Peng Yeon-hwa had already been intimate with him. That would seal the deal.
It was far more convincing than mere words—they'd both expose their secrets, and there'd be no real resistance to the deed itself.
According to Tang Hye-won, his mother had already grown somewhat addicted to his cock, so if she got fully caught, she wouldn't back down.
'But this waiting is getting tedious.'
He had timed it for the dead of night when human traffic was at its absolute minimum, to sync with the operation window.
Even Peng Yeon-hwa hadn't given him an opening for serious sex tonight, with her all businesslike.
Compared to when he'd passed it off as circulation meditation, he now realized the downside.
Once defined as sex, the sense of obligation vanished—it was no longer a daily routine.
He just wanted to hurry up and dump a huge load into his mother's pussy...!
With his cock half-hard in that frustrating limbo, he lay there killing time until it was finally go-time.
Creeeak.
As he started to rise, the door slid open soundlessly—no warning at all—so he flopped back down and shut his eyes.
Breathing slow and steady like he was asleep, he heard the intruder speak.
"Son... are you asleep...?"
Mother?
She crept toward him without a sound.
Should I get up? Or stay put?
Before he could decide, something zipped toward him at blinding speed from his mother.
'Mother, what...'
He tried to say "the hell?", but his mouth locked up, overwhelming drowsiness crashed over him, and he passed out.
"Ah, son... you're asleep...? You really are sleeping...?"
Zhuge Mi-ryeong called out softly, worried the Finger Wind acupuncture strike might not have fully knocked him out, but he lay there quietly slumbering.
'He must've already been asleep... his breathing was so slow...'
Zhuge Mi-ryeong let out a ragged breath, fully aware she was committing an act so shameful she could never show her face in the world again.
'Father's not here tonight, so why just sleep...? Has Mother's body already grown tiresome...?'
She'd held back these past few days, convincing herself he was being cautious with Go Cheon around.
Maybe it could end like this—they could go back to a normal mother-son relationship.
Now, as she pulled down her son's pants and underwear, she knew how foolish that delusion had been.
'So cute...!'
The thought of this shriveled little prick swelling into a brutal weapon that ravaged women sent a thrill through her.
"Son, Mother'll just... borrow it a little... just a bit...?"
No response from her already sleeping son.
Zhuge Mi-ryeong gripped the shaft with her right hand and gently massaged his balls with her left.
His hips twitched.
She watched him closely for a moment, but he wouldn't wake easily. At least not until morning.
Slowly, blood flow quickened in his cock, and the cute little thing began to stir.
Gulp.
When it finally stood fully erect, Zhuge Mi-ryeong shivered in awe.
"How... such a naughty cock... a total naughty cock...!"
Firm, thick, long, with that lewd sheen—a perfect prick.
Zhuge Mi-ryeong slowly hiked up her own garments. Her pussy was already sopping wet.
Utterly depraved, yes—but since she was doing something even worse, it felt natural, even righteous.
"Ah, son...!"
Planting her feet on either side of his body, Zhuge Mi-ryeong stood over the bed, her mind going blank white.
Only two thoughts surfaced.
Rape my son.
"It'll be fine... right...? You've done it to Mother several times already...?"
She gathered her robes, bent her knees, and squatted carefully, the gap between her pussy and his cock shrinking inch by inch.
Schlop♥
The moment her labia kissed his glans, like a lover's smooch.
"Hah, hah, hah..."
Breaths coming in harsh gasps, Zhuge Mi-ryeong hesitated one last time.
Lower her hips now, and she'd be raping her son. This was different from accepting his advances before.
She'd be offering her chastity to his cock of her own volition.
She could still stop. Dress, pull up his pants, return to her quarters, and sleep...
And then what?
What if he never sought her again? What if he said he wanted to marry some beauty like Tang Yeong?
What about me?
Lust filled Zhuge Mi-ryeong's eyes.
Go back, and no one would know. Do it, and who would find out?
"Son, no one... no one will ever know..."
Zhuge Mi-ryeong lowered her hips.
Squiiiish♥
"Hnnnngh♥"
His sturdy cock plunged deep into her belly. That sensation that had haunted her thoughts these past days.
Her pussy clenched happily around it, hugging tight in delight.
"This is it...! Son...! Your cock is just too good...!"
Zhuge Mi-ryeong collapsed atop him, pressing her body to his.
His firm chest against her soft breasts.
His body heat warming even her heart.
In that position, she began swaying her hips gently.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch...
Matching her slow rhythm, his cock stimulated every inch of her inner walls.
"Haaang♥ Son, does it feel good? Does Mother's body feel good?"
"Mother never knew... haook♥ why you kept asking that!"
"But now I get it. Hng...♥ Mother wonders too if you're feeling good right now."
Her elastic ass jiggled plumply as it took him in.
Having this cock that once ravaged her like a conqueror now meekly awaiting her pussy—it was thrilling beyond imagination.
She could feel every wrinkle of her folds, every bulging vein on his shaft.
Even how it yearned to flood her womb with baby batter.
"Son, are you gonna cum...?"
Zhuge Mi-ryeong hugged her silent son and kissed him. Her saliva on his dry lips ignited her lust even more.
Slam, slam, slam, slam♥
She rocked her hips hard now, no more slow grinds.
Just like he'd done—pounding to plant his seed deep inside!
"Son, you can cum. Haook! Fill Mother's belly full...♥"
It had been days since she'd allowed him to creampie her, and her cycle was entering unsafe territory.
But it didn't matter. Even if illegitimate, a child from her husband-like son would look just like him.
"Cum for me...♥ Fill Mother's belly...!"
She knew his eyes flicked to her belly with every thrust.
"Impregnate... hng♥ impregnate Mother...!"
And as she slammed her ass down one final time.
Spluuurt, splurt splurt.
"Haaaaang...♥"
His cock erupted powerfully inside her.
The surging cum warmly filling her womb bit by bit.
Her climaxing body shuddering, greedily milking every drop.
I'm so happy...♥
She wanted to be her son's woman. The impulse to belong to the man she'd thought was her son—and tried to make her son—filled her chest.
"My son... did it feel good?"
His cock still throbbed hard, wanting more.
Zhuge Mi-ryeong smirked, ready to start her hips again...
'W-what's this?'
Inner energy began flowing from his cock into her body.
"N-no! Stop! Stop it!"
Zhuge Mi-ryeong couldn't comprehend. She’d never learned any vile suction arts.
Yet why? His pure inner energy kept pouring into her, like water leaking from a cracked bowl.
"No, nooooo!"
She screamed. Punishment from the heavens for her wicked desires, raping her son?
"What’s going on!"
Turning, she saw Peng Yeon-hwa already there, lightly dressed.
"S-Sister Hwa? Why are you here?"
"What’s wrong, little sister? Why the sudden screaming? Did something happen?"
The moment she registered Peng Yeon-hwa, Zhuge Mi-ryeong's ears rang—she heard nothing else.
She'd been caught. In the act of raping her son.
By her most trusted sister, no less.
Not being taken by him—but her taking him.
With this unforgivable scene exposed, Zhuge Mi-ryeong had only one choice.
"Sister, please... don't tell my husband... not him, please."
"What?"
Zhuge Mi-ryeong stiffened her hand like a blade, channeling inner energy toward her own throat.
Or tried to.
"What are you doing! Calm down!"
"Let me go, sob, Sisteerrr..."
Peng Yeon-hwa watched her sobbing, then glanced at Kang Yun, obliviously asleep. She thought,
'How the hell did things end up like this?'
Before Zhuge Mi-ryeong had mounted Kang Yun, Peng Yeon-hwa had been heading to her quarters.
'Is this plan really okay?'
Too simplistic, she worried—but complexity didn't guarantee success.
Whatever the outcome, it didn't matter to her.
Truth be told, she'd prefer Zhuge Mi-ryeong despise Kang Yun outright than cut into her own time with him.
Slipping unseen through the darkness to Zhuge Mi-ryeong's quarters, Peng Yeon-hwa felt puzzled.
'No one's here?'
All that talk of plans, and Kang Yun wasn't even here—what was he doing?
'Wait.'
Kang Yun aside, Zhuge Mi-ryeong's absence didn't add up.
Extending her perception with inner energy, she soon caught both presences.
'She lured him to her own room.'
A slight deviation from the plan, but Peng Yeon-hwa approached the door calmly, ear to the sounds within.
Squelch, squelch, squelch...
Flesh slapping, cock plunging into slick pussy.
They were definitely fucking, but...
Feeling oddly empty, she realized Kang Yun wasn't speaking.
[Your cock is just too good...!]
Amid Zhuge Mi-ryeong's lewd cries came slow, rhythmic breathing.
Kang Yun was asleep.
Meaning Zhuge Mi-ryeong was raping her sleeping son.
Peng Yeon-hwa's head spun, but it was just beginning.
This wanton woman babbling filth and devouring his cock was nothing like the Zhuge Mi-ryeong she knew.
Did I act like that too? Well, no one can resist that cock, she rationalized.
Then their movements stopped—climax reached.
Timing for intervention was awkwardly off, Peng Yeon-hwa thought.
'Anyway, what do I even say barging in?'
'Welcome? I'm in the same boat?'
As she pondered, Zhuge Mi-ryeong's piercing scream echoed.
She blocked the sound with a quick qi barrier and rushed in to check.
And now.
"Sister... please let me go... I don't deserve to live... hngg..."
Zhuge Mi-ryeong, still baring her pale, sticky ass, her slutty hole slurping greedily at his cock, tears streaming as Peng Yeon-hwa was forced to intervene.