Chapter 61
Chapter 61
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: Looks Good to Me (3)
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The dawn was fast approaching.
"S-Sis... j-just move over a little..."
"S-Sorry, little sis..."
I, Kang Yun, the current heir to the Ascending Immortal Art, had gained a new insight last night.
"A-All done now..."
"Yes, Mother."
"Do we really have to do this...?"
"Of course."
The limitation of the Ascending Immortal Art, built up over generations by my ancestors.
It was...
'You can't use the Ascending Immortal Art in a threesome...!'
Oh, my forebears, how lamentable is this!
To be precise, I'd only just realized that the true charm of a threesome—such as pulling out of Peng Yeon-hwa and sliding right into my mother—was impossible.
"It's the last time, so... once without circulating qi should be fine, right?"
"Well, it would be, but... this still feels a bit off, doesn't it...?"
"Isn't it a little too indecent...?"
Mainly, my mother was against it, with Peng Yeon-hwa chiming in agreement about that indecency.
The two lay facing each other, bodies pressed together. Naturally, with their asses facing me.
"Looks good to me, though."
Side-by-side asses and stacked ones each had their own appeal.
Just looking was enough to make my cock feel like it might explode.
"B-But... haaah♥"
Squiiiish♥
Insertion into my still-reluctant mother.
"Yeon-hwa, watch closely."
"Watch what... exactly?"
Pretending not to know when she knew damn well.
"Obviously, Mother's blissful face."
"My son...! Hnng♥"
Slap slap slap slap♥
I gripped my mother's ass tight and thrust my hips into her pussy over and over.
I couldn't see Mother's expression, but Peng Yeon-hwa's—lying there staring intently at her—was in plain view.
"Son... ahhk♥ Just normal like this is best...♥"
Mother tried to hide her face from Peng Yeon-hwa, but at that distance, turning her head wouldn't help.
Yet her pussy's grip seemed proportional to her shame, twitching nonstop and stimulating my cock.
"Mother, your pussy seems to disagree... Feels good, doesn't it...?"
Even as her semen-and-love-juice-soaked pussy melted slickly around me, Mother shook her head stubbornly.
"It's okay to admit you like it... Your body clearly does..."
Forced pleasure had turned Mother's pussy into a cock-addicted slut that went wild for me.
No matter if Peng Yeon-hwa was watching up close, it lewdly suckled my cock♥
But Mother stubbornly kept shaking her head.
"Hm, then..."
"Hiiiaaahng♥"
I shook off the desperately clinging walls and plunged into the other pussy this time.
"Now Mother, you watch. See Yeon-hwa's happy face on my cock..."
"L-Little sis, hnng♥ Don't watch... ahhk♥"
Squelch squelch squelch squelch♥
Each time my cock hit her womb, Peng Yeon-hwa's expression crumbled in real time.
"No fair just watching yourself and telling Mother not to... okay or not?"
"Not okay, hiiyaang♥ Not okaay...♥"
Was it not okay to watch, or not okay to play favorites? An ambiguous answer. Probably the former.
Proof: Peng Yeon-hwa covered her face with her hands.
Her pussy squeezing so eagerly suggested she was loving it, though...
"Mother, move that hand and look."
Mother glanced at me in panic, but when I nodded, she swallowed hard and looked down at Peng Yeon-hwa again.
You're probably wondering what expression warranted such desperate hiding.
Truth was, lying down let her cover it, but Mother—face-down—had no such luxury.
Her arms weren't free.
"Yeon-hwa, your pussy's squeezing my cock so tight like this, hiding won't help!"
Just the feel of her soft yet firm pussy gripping me suggested her face had melted completely.
"I don't want... hnngt! Sis to see me like thiiis♥"
But when Mother tugged her hand away, Peng Yeon-hwa reluctantly yielded.
"Yeon-hwa!"
Squelch squelch squelch squelch♥
The moment her face was revealed, my hips went wild.
Tears and drool smeared across her flushed features.
Her expression alone screamed how much she loved my cock.
"Haaang♥ Darling... darliiing...♥"
"That's right! I'm your darling!"
Peng Yeon-hwa calling out to me in a daze was utterly lovable.
"Nng... son, me too..."
A hint of jealousy in Mother's ass-wiggle. Her glistening pussy looked too tempting.
"Hiiiaaahng♥"
My cock switched back to Mother's pussy.
"Hng... not much left..."
Peng Yeon-hwa protested, but soon got lost watching Mother's face again.
I wondered what it looked like.
I turned Mother's face for a natural kiss while checking her expression.
Chuuurb, sluurp...♥
Her face—utterly melted by my hard cock—greeted me.
"Mother, Mother!"
My hips rampaged again. The pleasure from her pussy nibbling my cock assaulted my brain violently.
After going back and forth between their pussies for quite some time...
I'd successfully synced their climax stacks.
"I'm about to cum!"
"Inside..."
Mother's words trailed off. Naturally.
Until now, we'd always had one clear partner for creampies.
But switching back and forth like this? What then?
"I'll cum inside both! That's fine, right?"
Share the creampie with my cock soaked in both their juices...!
Seeing them eye each other warily, I just went for it.
"Mother first!"
"Nng..."
Spluuuurt
Vigorous semen shot into Mother's womb first.
"Auuung...♥"
Her pussy clenched in climax, trying to milk more, but I forced it out and pulled free.
"Haang...!"
Mother's disappointed moan, but I had to dump the rest into Peng Yeon-hwa.
I thrust into her expectant gaze and resumed.
Spluuuurt spluuuurt
This time, every last drop—thick and full—pumped in...!
"Hiyaaaang...♥"
Go in, go deeeep...!
I filled both their wombs till they felt heavy, praying for even one more drop.
Pregnancy now would be trouble, yet I secretly hoped they'd bear my child.
Maybe the semen retention technique was made to control such urges.
After blissfully unloading, I draped myself over them, and Mother did the same atop Peng Yeon-hwa.
Not squishing flat—we slid sideways till all three lay in a row under my blanket.
Looking at Peng Yeon-hwa, she was facing Mother, so her face was hidden.
Mother probably the same. Imagining their eye contact or transmission whispers felt weird.
Two friends of twenty years, spending the night sandwiching a guy like me. What were they thinking?
Ah, thinking about it was getting me hard again, but the maids would come soon.
I sat them up and spoke.
"Today was amazing... How about you two?"
No answer. I felt a pang of disappointment when...
[I loved it. Not sure about Sis, though...]
[Don't tell little sis. I... loved it.]
Scared of disappointing each other, they whispered via transmission.
Was there even a point? We'd fucked all night together.
I pulled them close and opened wide.
Three tongues and lips met, tangling wetly in a kiss.
They eyed each other nervously at first, then shared smiles.
Next time, hopefully shameless threesome bliss.
From then on, my routine was sex-saturated.
Morning martial arts training aside, afternoons with Peng Yeon-hwa, nights with Mother.
Occasionally sneaking into Mother's chambers (note: huge bed) for threesomes.
But threesomes still had a bad rep among my women.
<Feels like not getting full attention, so no.>
That was the main gripe. Indecency complaints had lessened, but lack of focus was hopeless.
If there was a pro, it was the leisure of two women handling me instead of one...
'But that just means once heated up, no escape.'
Clone technique... I need the Clone Technique! Where's that Leaf Village...!
As I entertained absurd thoughts over breakfast, Mother spoke.
"Son, listen while you eat. A guest from the Martial Alliance is coming today."
"Pardon?"
Martial Alliance? Why suddenly?
"A formal invitation arrived this morning. They want to meet this afternoon."
Urgent. What could it be? Not normal timing.
They knew my identity, but too many ambiguities for an undercover inspector shout.
In that case, they'd secretly contact the Tang head, not send formal invites.
Me bolting was the only response if I knew. But my name was clearly on it.
"No details on the purpose?"
"It mentions the Nine Dragons Contest reply from last time... Probably urging participation?"
I'd heard plenty from the Martial Alliance Pavilion Master.
Recall: tied to Blood Demon incident, bad image—join Nine Dragons Contest for cleanup.
But the issue was the Sword Saint. Getting caught meant doom. Why enter?
Mother, unaware I was Blood Demon's disciple, looked worried.
I'd revealed the Ascending Immortal Art (lied as Yin-Yang Divine Art) and Tang Hye-won ties, but not this.
"I'll talk first... but I want to build more strength before aiming for Nine Dragons."
Mother's worry was well-intentioned. So was the Alliance sending someone.
Having to refuse goodwill for unshareable reasons wasn't pleasant for me either.