18. A Stubborn Cold (5)
18. A Stubborn Cold (5)
"Hah- haa- haa-"
The only sounds filling my ears were my ragged breaths and the mad pounding of my heart. How the hell did things end up like this?
My fever-clouded, hazy vision made it impossible to tell if this was reality or a dream. I was definitely just receiving nursing from Kaho...
"Come on, do it just like Mommy taught you."
"Uh, Mom... can't you go outside...?"
"I want to see it. My daughter doing it all by herself."
How did I end up masturbating right in front of Kaho again?
Lowering my head, I could see my genitals beyond the foggy haze, completely soaked. Just the fact that I was exposing my genitals to Kaho again was enough to make my head spin...
"Hah, haat, haa, haa..."
My pubic hair drenched and slick with arousal fluid, the clitoris standing stiff between them, the vaginal opening that kept leaking arousal fluid even in this situation...
Thanks to this overheated body that I couldn't even deny had gotten wet from Mom's touch when Kaho asked, a wave of self-loathing hit me so hard I wanted to die right then and there.
I looked up at Kaho and shook my head desperately, but she was busy shoving my captured hand between my legs, urging me on.
Hurry up and do it yourself.
Didn't I teach you last time?
Kaho was telling me that with just her gaze.
"Th-then, at least... c-can you go behind me...?"
Realizing I couldn't break Kaho's stubbornness, I pleaded in a trembling voice. I couldn't do it if she stared at me like that.
If Kaho wasn't going to leave, she at least had to get out of my sight.
Watching me masturbate right in front of her was too much—having her watch from behind might be a little easier on my mind. Maybe that would reduce the shame just a bit.
"Alright, if that makes you more comfortable."
Kaho stared at me thoughtfully for a moment before standing up and moving behind my back. With her out of my sight, I felt a little relieved...
But soon I realized this position was just as humiliating.
Sure, I'd asked her to go behind me...
But Kaho, leaning against the wall, had me sit between her legs and pulled me into a back hug.
Was it because of this position? I could feel her breasts pressing firmly against my back, crushed together, and with her chin resting on my shoulder, her breath pooled in my collarbone before trickling down over my chest.
Her warm breath gathering in the dip of my collarbone made goosebumps rise all over my body. I had to masturbate like this...?
No matter how I thought about it, masturbating in front of Kaho was impossible.
I'd clearly just asked for nursing, not this.
I'd said I'd forget about that night, so why was this happening again? It was true that I'd gotten aroused from Kaho touching me...
"Uh, Mom, this is still... hngh...!"
The moment I tried to say this absolutely wouldn't do.
Something soft and wet touched my nape.
It didn't take long to realize it was Kaho's lips on my nape.
Kaho pressed her lips lightly against my nape with soft chok, chok sounds, then licked upward thickly with her tongue and gently nibbled with her teeth.
Every time her hot, wet tongue licked upward with a saak-saak— sound, it really felt like my head was going to explode.
My body shuddered involuntarily each time her tongue slathered over my skin, and when her teeth grazed my nape, my back arched on its own.
With her face buried in my nape, tongue extended, licking up my neckline—that sensation left me scrambling just to endure the pleasure Kaho was giving me.
"Hngh! Hnng...! Ah...!"
I twisted my body, trying to escape Kaho's embrace from the unbearable sensation...
But one of Kaho's arms wrapped around my waist, giving me no chance to flee.
Her other hand stroked up the inside of my thigh, inching deeper and deeper. It felt like a snake slithering over my skin, sending chills down my spine.
As her fingers teased between my thigh and genitals, tormenting me without quite touching, my mind started to blur.
Then, Kaho's lips, which had been suckling at my nape, pulled away with a chok and she whispered wetly into my ear.
"Should Mommy teach you again?"
Even with my dazed mind, I easily grasped what she meant.
It was like that night—wouldn't I surrender to Mommy again?
The moment she finished speaking, Kaho's fingers, which had only been tickling around my genitals, parted my wet pubic hair and headed for my secret place.
Kaho spread the parted slit with her fingers, and the arousal-fluid-soaked flesh parted with a lewd jjeo-eok- squelch.
Cold air hit the exposed space, and I felt my vaginal opening clench and release on its own. Even the sensation of arousal fluid trickling from the loosened vaginal opening...
When Kaho's finger poked at my vaginal opening with a kok-.
"Ah, no...!"
Memories of that night in Kaho's arms flooded back.
Clutching onto my fraying sanity, I quickly reached out and slapped Kaho's hand away.
Yeah, this could never happen again.
If it was going to, then rather...
"R-rather... I'll do it myself..."
It was better to masturbate in front of Kaho.
I absolutely could not let myself surrender my body to Kaho like that night again.
Just from that one night's experience, my body was already like this—if it happened twice... I really wouldn't be able to control myself.
Deep down, I didn't want to refuse Kaho's touch at all. If this went any further, I knew I wouldn't have the strength to hold out anymore.
My honest feeling was to give in to the pleasure Kaho offered, nestle in her arms, and taste that sweet climax like that night.
I really just wanted to lose myself in lust without a second thought.
But that's exactly why I had to push her away. Even once was enough to shake me like this—what would happen if it went on twice?
If we continued this twice...
Kaho and I wouldn't be able to go back to being 'mother and daughter.'
Kaho probably felt the same, didn't she?
Ever since holding me that night, she'd been addicted to this, teasing me whenever she got the chance. That had to be why she kept doing these lewd things to me.
So I had to be firm.
I couldn't allow my body to her anymore.
So, rather...
"Huu... hu..."
I exhaled my ragged breaths to steady myself and slowly reached between my thighs.
I extended my fingers, slipped them into the parted slit, and caressed the twitching vaginal opening. I'd definitely masturbated alone countless times before...
But Kaho's gaze burning into my back, the sound of her heartbeat from her breasts pressed against me, the warmth of her skin overlapping mine...
It made me feel like I was really in Kaho's arms...
Making it so damn hard to masturbate.
**
With my chin resting on Miyagi's shoulder, I stared intently at my daughter masturbating, as if etching the sight into my corneas.
Honestly, I was insanely disappointed.
If I'd teased Miyagi just a little more...
Those fingers toying with Miyagi's genitals could have been mine. Thinking about it made me ache with regret.
'Like that night, I could've seen my daughter's adorable side...'
...When did I start thinking like this?
How did I end up loving this child I'd hated so much?
Why did I start seeing her as my loving daughter that night?
"Hngh... h..."
The answer was right in front of me.
Seeing Miyagi's expression as she kneaded her own genitals, lost in lust—it stirred emotions in my chest that words couldn't capture.
This monster of a child, who'd always seemed emotionless her whole life, only made such lovable faces at times like this. Drunk on desire, blushing—this moment more than any...
She wasn't an emotionless 'monster' but the 'daughter' I loved.
My daughter, fingering her stiff clitoris in my arms, her waist trembling as she writhed in pleasure, was so lovable I wanted to hug her right then.
'...Ah, I get it now.'
Finally, I understood why I'd held Miyagi that night.
The monster I thought had no emotions only showed them when comforting herself. Tears from pleasure, flushed face, breathless moans.
Only after seeing her masturbating like any ordinary girl, overcome by lust, did I see her not as a 'monster' but as my lovable 'daughter.'
It really felt like my daughter, stolen by the monster, had come back to me.
But at the same time, anxiety crept in that once this act ended, my beloved daughter might turn back into the monster.
That newly lovable face might revert to the emotionless monster visage—I feared it.
If that was the case, then rather...
'Rather, what if I made that expression with my own hands...?'
The thought flashed through my mind, and like I'd lost my reason, my body moved first.
I opened the door, used the excuse of teaching her masturbation, and pulled Miyagi into my arms. My daughter melting into pleasure in my embrace...
She was even more lovable than I'd imagined. Suckling at my breast, desperately taking in the pleasure I gave—it was truly...
As lovable as the first time I held newborn Miyagi.
Of course, her current careful masturbation, mindful of my gaze...
"Don't rush it. Slowly... that's it, do it just like Mommy taught you."
"Haa, Mom... hngh..."
Was just as irresistibly lovable.