20. How to Cure a Cold (2)
20. How to Cure a Cold (2)
Kaho had clearly forgotten all about the fact that I had caught a Cold.
Otherwise, there was no way she'd do something like this to me while I was sick in bed with a Cold.
"Insertion was tough, huh... and your breasts are so sensitive too?"
"Ah, no, that's not it...!"
When I lowered my head, I could see two hands reaching around from behind and grabbing my breasts.
Fingers teasingly stroking around the areola, then playfully flicking at the nipple just enough to toy with it—it was starting to go from annoying to outright infuriating.
As the fingers circled around the areola and then tok- flicked the nipple, a jolt like electricity shot through my body, my spine arching as a deep moan burst out.
"Hak, haak!"
It was so loud I couldn't believe it came from my own mouth. I clenched the bedsheet tight and gritted my teeth to stifle the moans trying to escape.
Even as that happened, Kaho's fingers were busy kneading my breasts. That teasing touch stroking just around the nipple, tormenting me...
It was driving me absolutely insane, impossible to endure.
"Mo, Mom... ah, no... for real...!"
I turned my head to beg Kaho behind me to stop, but she showed no intention of letting up on tormenting me. If anything...
"...Your fingers have stopped, haven't they?"
Even in this situation, she was urging me to keep masturbating.
At that low, sinking voice, I felt the fingers inside my vagina clench tight.
That one sentence made it hit home that I was masturbating in Kaho's arms.
It reminded me once again that I was masturbating while being held by the mother who gave birth to me...
A riot of emotions boiled up inside my chest.
The misery of being subjected to this while sick with a Cold and in pain, yet unable to refuse Kaho's words.
The guilt that Manager unnie and everyone else must be troubled because of me, and here I was, in my mom's arms doing this.
And... the intense taboo thrill from an act a mother and daughter should never do.
All those swirling emotions inside were screaming the same thing.
Stop, right now.
So, I should have pushed Kaho away and ended this immediately...
"Hat, haa... haa..."
But right now, the fact that Kaho's attention was entirely on me...
The fact that right now, Kaho was truly loving me...
"Hat, haha..."
With all those emotions pulling me in every direction like tug-of-war, my head felt like it was going to explode. My mind was screaming no, but my body wouldn't listen.
...Probably because of the Cold, right?
My whole body felt as heavy as a waterlogged cotton ball, refusing to move as I wanted. The fever blurred my vision, making it hard to think straight.
Yeah, so...
"Huu... heut..."
The reason my fingers were moving right now? Yeah, it had to be the Cold.
I was already hurting from the Cold, and now with Kaho urging me on.
She wouldn't listen to a word I said in a situation like this.
"Haa, heu..."
So, it couldn't be helped.
Chilkok— jjigeok—
As I started moving my fingers again and resuming the masturbation like Kaho said, her hands on my breasts began moving once more.
I looked down at my chest, and there were Kaho's fingers teasing around the areola like she was playing a prank.
The closer the tips of Kaho's fingers got to my nipple, the more my heart pounded like mad. Was she finally going to touch it? The anticipation choked my breath.
But once again, it was just circling around the areola, building a frustrating boil of impatience. Unable to hold back against that agonizing touch, I finally...
"...Why do you keep touching just around it...?"
"You want Mom to touch it?"
"Th-that's not it...!"
It wasn't that I didn't want it at all, but I was genuinely curious too. Why only these teasing motions that drove me crazy...?
"Well, even without Mom touching it..."
A faint chuckle came from Kaho behind me. Her hands left my breasts, and like she was showing off, she pointed right at them.
"It's already gotten this hard, hasn't it?"
Looking where Kaho's fingertip pointed, I saw my nipples standing up so desperately it was pitiful. Only then did I feel the throbbing ache at the tips.
"Haa— haa—"
My nipples, taut and waiting desperately for Kaho's touch, looked so... vulgar it was almost comical.
"Haa— haa— hat—"
Maybe noticing my desperate plea, Kaho's fingers started inching closer to my erect nipples.
The moment I could feel Kaho's body heat at the very tip—
"Hiut?!"
Her fingers, which had been hovering teasingly around the nipple, finally touched it and began kkuuk- pressing and twisting it like a massage.
A shocking, electric jjirit jjirit sensation made my insides clench involuntarily, my toes curling. It never felt like this when I touched myself...!
"Ah, heung, heuut...!"
"Your hand stopped again, didn't it?"
"B-but...! At this rate, it's not masturbation anymore...! Heut!"
She kept tormenting my nipples—how was I supposed to keep masturbating like this? This didn't even count as masturbation anymore.
Kaho raised a finger and lightly scraped the nipple with her nail, making my waist go weak as I fully collapsed into her arms.
All I could do now was lean against Kaho while she toyed with my breasts. With nasal moans leaking out, I clutched at Kaho's clothes and trembled.
"Heuk... eung... haut...!"
Masturbation didn't matter anymore. I even spread my legs wider, hoping she'd touch me properly like that night... but
Kaho seemed to find toying with my breasts more fun, not even giving me a proper glance. She just rubbed, pressed, and occasionally pinched my nipples for stimulation.
When Kaho's fingers pinched and pulled my nipple, a sensation of my lower belly tightening came with the stimulation. It was similar to the sensation Kaho had taught me that night.
If it were like that night, I'd have begged her to stop, but knowing where this sensation led, I trembled at the waist and focused on the pleasure Kaho was giving me.
'Ah, just a little... just a bit more...'
Kaho must have noticed I was close to climax, because her fingers kneading my breasts sped up. Twisting, pulling, scraping, crushing—the sensations crashed over me.
"Are you about to cum?"
"Hk, heuk...!"
Kaho said that and pinched my nipple hard. The pleasure bordering on pain made my back arch high, my head tilting back on its own.
The dull tightening in my lower belly and the sticky, transparent arousal fluid trickling down my thighs told me it was almost there.
I let out a breath hot enough to scald my skin and whispered to Kaho.
"Yes... nehet..."
Ecstatic nasal tones mixed into my voice.
Was it because the surging pleasure made my body disobey me? It was my body, but it didn't feel like mine anymore. Pleasure and fever blurred my vision completely.
Maybe that's why—after that, my memory went blank like a cut film.
My lower belly clenched painfully, my body shuddered like it was convulsing, and then 'that sensation' Kaho had taught me overwhelmed me.
A stimulation so intense I could never reach it alone...
A pleasure strong enough to make me lose consciousness.
**
Was I too worked up...?
"...Miyagi? You're okay, right...?"
I had completely forgotten that Miyagi had caught a Cold.
Seeing her lose consciousness right after climax made my heart drop. Worried I'd done something wrong, I checked if she was still breathing.
Just exhaustion from the climax? When I held my finger to her nose, I felt a faint warmth and steady breaths.
Looking at Miyagi sprawled in my arms like a ragdoll with cut strings, I couldn't help but chuckle. I knew her body was sensitive, but I didn't expect her to climax from just her breasts...
Well, this kid's never even dated, let alone masturbated properly at her age. Not being used to sexual stimulation probably made her body extra sensitive—it made sense.
'And she was sick with a Cold today, on top of that...'
Seeing her face, now asleep from exhaustion, made me think I'd gone too far today. What the hell had I done to a sick child...?
I hadn't planned to go this far, but Miyagi's reactions were so cute I couldn't help touching her again. I really hadn't meant to...
'Doing something lewd to my daughter twice...'
...I know full well this is something that shouldn't happen between a mother and daughter in their mother-daughter relationship. I know it's not normal, and it'd be socially condemned.
But every time Miyagi is lost in lust, she becomes not some unknown 'someone,' but the 'daughter' I love.
So how could I not touch her? To keep seeing the daughter I love, I had no choice but to lay hands on her body.
It's all for the Miyagi I love.
'...Come to think of it, her fever still hasn't gone down.'
When I touched her forehead as she slept soundly on my lap, I could definitely feel the heat. Now that I thought about it, it was about time for her medicine...
But with the guilt from what I'd done today, waking her when she'd just fallen asleep was tricky. Still, I couldn't just leave her like this...
As I pondered what to do, I noticed her red tongue twitching between her parted lips.
'Come to think of it, they say Colds get better if you pass them on...'
It's a common old wives' tale, and I know it's nonsense.
I know it's not scientifically proven, and it won't cure Miyagi's Cold. I know, but...
The loveliness I feel looking at Miyagi turns me into an idiot. It makes me want to do this for her, to take the pain instead.
So...
'...Let's give it a try.'
I slowly leaned down and gazed at the sleeping Miyagi's face.
Her hair stuck messily from sweat, eyes still pooled with tears from climax, cheeks flushed red from the pleasure I gave her.
And lips glistening lewdly, wet with saliva.
All of it was so precious I didn't want to sully it, but...
"Don't wake up, please..."
Careful not to wake her, I pressed my lips to those glistening ones.
Lips met lips, and I slipped my tongue between her slightly parted ones, feeling her soft, hot tongue touch mine.
I carefully licked her wet tongue with the tip of mine, transferring the saliva from Miyagi's tongue to my mouth.
Savoring the saliva mixed with her breath that I'd moved with my tongue, I desperately prayed for my beloved daughter's Cold to pass to me.
With all my heart, wishing my precious daughter wouldn't suffer anymore.