Chapter 358: Like Mother, Like Daughter (10)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 358: Like Mother, Like Daughter (10)
Covered in all sorts of filth after clearing the dungeon, Shin Yu-jeong cursed the moment she stepped out of the rift.
“Kim Do-jin, that son of a bitch.”
She tried her best not to curse him, but today, she just couldn't hold it in.
“Did he pick these shitty dungeons on purpose just to fuck with us?!”
Every single dungeon Kim Do-jin had chosen was bizarre.
In the first one, the monsters exploded upon death, splattering a viscous green fluid everywhere. The monsters in the next dungeon emitted an indescribable stench.
The one she had just left was no different.
The dungeon, with the slightly ridiculous name of ‘Gas! Gas! Gas!’, was a habitat for slimes that released toxic gas whenever their bodies were cut or melted.
The gas wasn't particularly harmful to the human body, but the smell was absolutely foul.
“Ugh… I stink. Na-eun, Elena, can you check if my nose is crooked?”
“You’re fine… it’s not crooked.”
The team members were completely exhausted after fighting all sorts of filth the entire day.
Among them, Shin Yu-jeong had suffered the most.
The tanker's role in the party was to stand at the forefront, facing and holding down the enemy.
It was impossible to dodge all the disgusting things flying at her in the process.
“…Let’s all go back to the hotel, wash up, and rest.”
In the end, the dungeon crawl they had planned to finish in a day was extended to two days and one night.
They were utterly drained from dealing with all the filth.
Most serious injuries or deaths in dungeons occurred in situations like this, so they had to be especially careful.
She went straight to the hotel, scrubbed her entire body with hot water and fragrant body wash, and immediately called her mother.
“…So I can’t come home today.”
- Oh, is that so? You must have had a hard time, dear.
As always, she gave a half-hearted reply to her mother’s worried nagging and ended the call.
But something felt strange.
“What is this feeling?”
Her mother’s nagging voice had sounded slightly excited.
It was as if she was worried, but at the same time, seemed to welcome the fact that she wouldn't be coming home tonight.
“No way.”
Just as she was about to dismiss it as nothing…
“What would Mom gain from me not coming home…?”
A sharp, prickly feeling, like a thorn caught in her throat, lodged itself in her mind.
Shin Yu-jeong, who had just managed to lie down on the bed, shot right back up.
She tried to think from her own perspective.
What if her mom had gone somewhere, something came up, and she called to say she couldn't come back tonight?
What would be the first thing she would do?
“…Sex?”
Yes, sex.
With whom?
With Kim Do-jin from upstairs.
How?
With no one around to interrupt, they would do it passionately, screaming their lungs out.
As her thoughts reached that point, a dizzying scene painted itself vividly in her mind.
In the empty house, Kim Do-jin and her mother, devouring each other with fierce passion.
“N-No way!”
She shook her head violently.
“What kind of ridiculous fantasy is this?”
Her mother was a married woman.
Never mind her daughter, she was a married woman with a husband who was very much alive.
Of course, her dad was away on business in a distant province, but…
“Still, that’s impossible. Right.”
Although they were far apart, her parents’ marriage wasn't on the rocks.
At least, that’s how it seemed to her.
The last time he was home on vacation, they had all gathered happily, eating and laughing together, hadn't they?
Her mother, who had lived her whole life for her husband and daughter, having an affair? That was absurd.
It had to be.
“…Why do I feel so anxious?”
Why was her heart pounding so violently?
And what were these scenes that kept replaying in her mind, even though she desperately wanted them to stop?
“Why the hell am I…!”
Why the hell was she getting soaking wet watching that scene?
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…!”
For a moment, she was tormented by the fantasies her mind was conjuring on its own, her body growing hot.
She ran her hands through her hair in frustration and pushed herself up.
“Fuck it. Fine. I just need to confirm that this fucking fantasy isn't real.”
That’s all she had to do.
Just go home and see for herself that nothing was happening.
It was late, so all the buses and trains to Seoul had stopped running, but that didn't matter.
“Taxi!”
Just then, she spotted a taxi dropping off a passenger in front of the hotel. She hurriedly flagged it down and jumped in.
“Sir, please take me to Seoul.”
“What? Miss, Seoul at this hour is a bit…!”
“Double the fare.”
“Ahem, even so, going all the way to Seoul this late at night is…”
“Quadruple. That’s my final offer.”
She grabbed the door handle, gesturing that she would get out immediately if he refused.
“I’ll get you there swiftly and safely, ma’am.”
He became a horse, galloping over the meter.
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The taxi sped down the empty highway in the dead of night, arriving in no time at her apartment building on the outskirts of Seoul.
“Please use us again, ma’am!”
She paid the fare, which had snowballed due to the quadruple rate, and got out, heading into the building.
With each step she took up the stairs, her heartbeat grew more frantic.
“Hah, haaah…!”
She was already gasping for breath, a feeling that usually only came after an hour of frantic movement in a chaotic battle.
Finally, she reached her front door.
“Hoo, hoo…”
After catching her breath for a moment, she finally punched in the code for the door lock.
Beep… beep… beep, beep!
Click!
Her eyes instinctively darted to the shoes neatly arranged in the entryway.
“……!”
And then she saw them.
A pair of three-stripe slippers, the ones Kim Do-jin often wore when he came over, were sitting in a corner of the entryway.
“Ugh.”
A wave of dizziness washed over her.
Barely managing to steady herself against the wall, she rose onto the balls of her feet and entered the house, muffling her footsteps as much as possible.
“……”
No one.
Not in the kitchen, not in the living room.
The slippers were there, but the people were nowhere to be seen.
Could he have accidentally worn the wrong pair when he went back upstairs after dinner?
Just as her mind tried to spin a happy scenario…
“Ugh-oohk, oohk♥”
A rough moan shattered her hopeful thoughts.
It sounded like a beast that had lost all reason, crying out in pleasure.
She couldn't believe it.
That the moan was coming from her own mother.
And that the one giving her the pleasure that produced such a sound was Kim Do-jin.
She walked like a soulless doll and arrived in front of her own room.
She carefully turned the doorknob.
“Eu-hiiiiit…! Ugh-oohk, oooohk…♥”
A powerful moan, incomparable to the one she had heard filtered through the thick door, struck her ears.
Peeking through the crack, she froze.
Her mother, her face drenched in pleasure as she cried out.
And on top of her, Kim Do-jin, putting his full weight into it as he slammed his cock down into her.
They weren't even trying to hide which hole he was in.
He alternated between her pussy and her anus, relentlessly shooting and receiving his cum in both holes.
“……”
It was an unreal sight, something she couldn't believe even as she saw it with her own eyes.
The first emotion she felt was betrayal.
Betrayal that her mother, who had always been so devoted to her family, had been corrupted into a complete slut, crying out like this.
Betrayal that the man she loved so much was pinning down not just any woman, but her own mother.
She wanted to tear them apart right this instant, to scream at the top of her lungs.
And yet, she didn't move.
It was because of the emotion that was slithering up from behind the betrayal—an insidious, shadowy desire.
Fuck… why do I keep getting wet, why…!
Her pussy was flooded.
Her juices poured out uncontrollably, soaking her panties and even her thick jeans.
As if that wasn't enough, it seeped through her wet jeans and began to drip onto the floor, one drop at a time.
She couldn't understand it, but she had to accept it.
She didn't know why, but she was getting turned on watching the two of them have sex.
And not just a little. A tremendous amount.
“Ngh…”
I want it.
I want to snatch that cock, shove it all the way to the back of my pussy, and squeeze it dry.
I want to torment my mother’s audacious pussy that stole my cock and make her apologize.
For being a rotten mother who stole her daughter’s boyfriend’s cock.
For being a slutty mother who betrayed her husband to play with a young man’s cock. I want to see her cry out in apology…!
“Ah.”
Shin Yu-jeong snapped out of her dark fantasy, overcome with shock.
What… what am I thinking…?
She had been thinking about betrayal and forgiveness, but just a moment ago, she had clearly been imagining a threesome.
A threesome with the unbelievable combination of Kim Do-jin, her mother, and herself.
Something inside her must have broken.
Otherwise, there was no way she could conjure up a fantasy so depraved it wouldn't even appear in a comic.
It’s because of that son of a bitch.
It was all Kim Do-jin’s fault.
That shameless bastard who took her first time—or did she give it to him? Whatever, he stole it.
That night she had been tamed by his relentless touch and finally joined him in the threesome he had so desperately wanted.
If she had broken somewhere along the way, that night was the most likely culprit.
People have lines.
Psychological boundaries that make you pull back when you get too close, thinking, ‘Ah, I shouldn’t cross this.’
Through that threesome, Shin Yu-jeong had crossed that line in the blink of an eye.
And once a line is crossed, it can never exert the same power it once had.
Just like her, right now.
The initial feeling of betrayal had been diluted by her insidious desire, losing most of its hostility.
Instead, she was curious.
What kind of expression would he make if she and her mother tormented him together?
And her mother, being teased by her own daughter’s hands—what face would she make?
And if they both came at her at the same time, what would she…?
Her delusions were running wild.
I don’t think I should stay here any longer.
Just as she was about to take a step back, thinking that things could get really dangerous if she stayed, an uncontrolled breath escaped her lips.
“Ssshh…”
At the same moment, she saw the muscles on Kim Do-jin’s back, visible beyond the door, twitch ever so slightly.
He had definitely heard her.
Startled, she immediately backpedaled and left the house.
She went out to the main road, got in a taxi, and once again shouted for quadruple the fare.
She quickly returned to the hotel in the province.
Collapsing limply onto the bed, she comforted herself to cool down her feverish body.
“Ngh… haaah…”
She continued all night, until the break of dawn.