A Devoted Son
To be completely honest, the current situation was highly unfavorable for Tang Suryeon. She was already barely holding herself together, teetering on the edge of sanity as the potent aphrodisiac bypassed her natural poison resistance and consumed her body. To make matters worse, Tang Hwi, equally intoxicated by the drug, had just ejaculated directly onto her face.
She had absolutely no intention of blaming him. If one were to assign fault, it was her own responsibility for failing to warn Tang Hwi, who had merely been standing guard and attempting to expel the drug's heat from his system as if purging alcohol toxicity.
"Sniff... Haaah." The moment she inhaled to catch her breath, the musky, raw scent of his semen flooded her nasal passages. He had released so much that it felt as though her face had been thickly painted with white powder.
Under normal circumstances, it should have been nothing more than a pungent, metallic smell of chestnut blossoms. Yet, the more she inhaled it, the more her lower abdomen throbbed with a deep ache, soaking her thighs. To her corrupted senses, it smelled incredibly lewd, sweet, and utterly delicious.
Ah, Tang Suryeon realized instinctively. I've reached... my limit. She could no longer endure it. Her reason was completely paralyzed, and her long-repressed primal instincts surged to the surface, demanding to be unleashed.
"H-Hwi..." She could not stop her voice from trembling. The path she was about to tread was a forbidden, taboo relationship that a mother and son must never cross. How could she not tremble at such a threshold?
Even as her mind screamed, No, I can't do this... If I do, the clan and my family will be utterly destroyed, her body moved entirely on its own. Lying back on the cold floor, she gently grasped the hem of her skirt and pulled it up.
A wave of intense shame washed over her at the thought of exposing her soaked undergarments to her own son, yet she slowly parted her thighs, driven entirely by her raging lust. She had secreted so much arousal fluid that her silk panties were completely drenched, clinging tightly to her swollen cleft.
Due to the aphrodisiac's heat, the outline of her twitching, engorged slit and her sparse, fine pubic hair—as soft as baby peach fuzz—were clearly visible through the thin, translucent fabric.
"This is... an emergency... It can't be helped... so please, do not feel any guilt..." Fearing he might refuse, Tang Suryeon looked up at Tang Hwi with moist, pleading eyes and whispered her scandalous proposal. "Would you... thrust your rod deep into your mother's wet pussy?"
"Mother..." Tang Hwi murmured, his eyes heavy with feigned lust as he approached her. Watching her son slowly crawl over her, Tang Suryeon's face flushed crimson. Offering her sex to her own child was shameful enough, but seeing her fully grown, muscular son loom over her to conquer her body felt incredibly foreign and thrilling.
Though overwhelmed by embarrassment, the desperate, throbbing itch deep within her vaginal walls drove her to wrap her arms around him, clinging to him as if she would never let him go.
Squelch. The thick head of Tang Hwi's shaft pressed against the entrance of her swollen slit. The sheer size of his glans alone was on an entirely different level from anything she had ever felt. Even though she knew her racing pulse was largely due to the aphrodisiac, Tang Suryeon desperately hoped her son wouldn't hear the frantic pounding of her heart. To distract herself, she spoke.
"Hwi... Come to me."
"Yes, Mother... I'm going in." Tang Hwi slowly pushed his hips forward.
Sliiiide. His massive glans forced its way past her lips, followed by his thick, vein-ridged shaft, which was greedily sucked into Tang Suryeon's tight, burning depths.
She's so tight. It feels as if she's barely been touched. Despite her being fully aroused by the powdered aphrodisiac, Tang Suryeon's vaginal canal was incredibly narrow. Although Namgung Bu-ryun's member was smaller than Tang Hwi's, it was still considered exceptionally large by normal standards. Yet, the fact that her walls were completely undeveloped meant she had very little sexual experience.
Only now did Tang Hwi truly understand why Tang Suryeon had harbored such a lingering obsession with Namgung Bu-ryun's manhood. He hadn't properly conquered her with his size; instead, he had merely teased her a few times, leaving her in a perpetual state of sexual frustration.
Her lower walls accept me easily enough, but the area around her cervix is completely untouched—almost like a virgin's. Tang Suryeon's vagina was as deep as a well. Even Namgung Bu-ryun's massive size had failed to reach its absolute depths. Fortunately, this allowed Tang Hwi to claim that untouched territory for himself.
Schluuuck. "Haaah-aaahn!" The moment his thick, long shaft bottomed out against her cervix, Tang Suryeon's hips arched off the floor. Her inner walls convulsed, desperately clamping down on the invading rod like the suckers of an octopus. It was an unbelievably tight grip, impossible to associate with a woman who had already given birth to three children.
Tang Hwi wanted nothing more than to pump into her like a beast, but he held himself back. Due to the aphrodisiac, Tang Suryeon would easily find pleasure even with basic thrusts. However, if he wanted to make her cross the taboo line of incest permanently, a simple coupling wouldn't be enough.
Tang Hwi's goal was to use this opportunity to make Tang Suryeon completely addicted to him. "Mother! Mother...!" "Ah, hngh! My son... my son is inside my womb...!" He needed to corrupt her so deeply that she would crave his touch long after the drug's effects wore off. Only then could he maintain this forbidden relationship and fully conquer her.
Circulating the dual energies of mother and son, amplifying carnal pleasure to its absolute peak.
Pulling Tang Suryeon close and crushing her massive breasts against his chest, Tang Hwi began to vigorously pump his hips. Squish, squelch, squish, squelch. "Haaah-aaahn! Ah, haaah...! How... how can it be this big...?! Ahhh!"
As Tang Suryeon writhed in ecstasy, he bit and sucked on her neck, repeatedly burying his shaft to its absolute limit against her cervix. Her pulsing vaginal walls clung to his rod, practically begging for deeper, harder thrusts.
Every time Tang Hwi's massive member penetrated deep into her abdomen, Tang Suryeon felt an electric shock of pleasure radiate from her groin to the tips of her toes. Her juices flowed so copiously that her slit was completely flooded, producing loud, squelching, lewd noises with every thrust.
"Mother, I'm... I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! It just feels too good...!" "Ah, hngh... It's alright... Mmmph! It's the drug... we have no choice...!" Tang Suryeon wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. It was a silent, submissive invitation for him to ravage her body as much as he pleased.
"Mother...!" Tang Hwi drove his hips even more savagely. He slammed his pelvis against hers so hard that his testicles slapped repeatedly against her perineum. Utilizing the subtle principles of his martial arts to control his movements, his rhythmic thrusts whipped Tang Suryeon into a frenzy of pure ecstasy.
"Haaahn...! It feels so good! My son's rod... feels so incredible...!" "I love your pussy so much too, Mother...! Mother, I love you! I love you!" "Ah, hngh?!"
Her young son was thrusting deep inside her, shouting declarations of love. Even though everyone else in the room was unconscious, the sheer, shameless intensity of Tang Hwi expressing his burning lust and love for his own mother momentarily overwhelmed Tang Suryeon.
Looking up at Tang Hwi as he pinned her down with his entire weight, she felt an indescribable, commanding pressure radiating from his gaze. As she stared at him with her mouth slightly agape, Tang Hwi suddenly leaned down and captured her lips.
Mwah. "Mmph?! Hwi?! This... we can't do this! This is..." Tang Suryeon tried to protest, seemingly feeling a stronger sense of taboo from kissing than from the actual intercourse.
Squish, squelch, squish. "Haaahn...! Haaah...! You can't... keep thrusting while I'm trying to talk...! Ah, hngh! Mmph?!" "Slurp... Chu. Mother, I love you. Mwah."
He sucked on her lips while relentlessly pounding her from below. With her words cut off and an overwhelming tide of pleasure flooding her senses, Tang Suryeon felt as if she were floating on a cloud. Tang Hwi's technique was on an entirely different level compared to Namgung Bu-ryun's clumsy attempts, and his sheer size was incomparable.
When had her son grown into such a magnificent man, mastering such exquisite skills? As their lips rubbed together and their gazes locked, she felt as if she were looking at a man who truly, deeply loved her. For the first time, her heart fluttered.
It wasn't just the physical dilation of blood vessels caused by sexual arousal; her heart was literally pounding with romantic affection. She knew she must never harbor such feelings for her son. She shouldn't feel her heart flutter for the child she had carried and given birth to, nor should she view him as a woman views a man.
This is just the drug...! It's only because of the aphrodisiac! She tried to convince herself that this was merely a temporary illusion born of the poison. She just needed to enjoy it to the fullest, burn off the drug's heat, and return everything to normal. Deep down, Tang Suryeon knew there was more to it, but she deliberately turned a blind eye. The moment she admitted it wasn't just the drug...
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch. "Haaah-aaahn! Ah-hyeeet! Ah, haaah...!" ...She would have to admit that clinging to Tang Hwi while letting out these incredibly lewd, high-pitched moans was born of her own genuine desire.
She loved the way his thick, long shaft ruthlessly impaled her sex. She felt a deep, feminine pride in being held tightly by his strong arms, kissed by him, and looked at with such intense, serious devotion. This is all just the drug. I must not misunderstand. Even as she repeated this mantra, Tang Suryeon's inner walls convulsed, greedily milking Tang Hwi's shaft.
She surrendered herself to the pure ecstasy, waiting for the aphrodisiac to burn itself out. But then, Tang Hwi gasped, "Mother...! I-I'm going to cum!" "Haaah-aaahn!! ...Wait, what?"
Before she could fully process his words, Tang Hwi buried his shaft to the very hilt, pressing his pelvis flat against her mound. Schluuuck. "Eek?!" Tang Suryeon finally snapped out of her daze, seized by sudden panic. Her son was about to ejaculate inside her. A shiver of pure, taboo-laden thrill ran down her spine.
"Hwi! No! Not that! You absolutely cannot—!" "Mother, I'm sorry...!" But it was already too late. Tang Hwi began to unleash his seed deep inside her. Pressing his glans firmly against her cervix, slightly tilting it to open the passage, his shaft throbbed violently.
Spurt! Shooot! Spluuurtt! As his hot, potent seed flooded her womb—which was already throbbing from the aphrodisiac—white-hot flashes of light exploded behind Tang Suryeon's eyes. "Oh-hooo-oooh...!!" In that instant, an incredibly vulgar, guttural moan escaped her lips, a sound so depraved it was hard to believe it came from the dignified Patriarch of the Tang Clan.