A Harmonious Family
It was the dead of night, and even the moon that lit the darkness was shrouded behind thick clouds. Tang Suryeon, who would normally have been fast asleep at this hour, sat demurely on her bed, dressed uncharacteristically in delicate undergarments and a sheer, see-through nightgown. She had to dress like this; otherwise, her racing heart would have flushed her face crimson in an instant.
Thump. Thump. Thump. Her heart hammered wildly against her ribs. After all, Tang Hwi had declared earlier today that he was coming to get her pregnant tonight. Considering his peerless, monstrous stamina, it was no joke—he might very well spend the entire night filling her to the brim. If he did, even someone of her caliber would have no choice but to conceive. Transcendental Realm or not, when a man floods a woman's womb until it swells to bursting with his seed, it would be a miracle not to get pregnant.
My son's baby... The baby of the man I love...
This was entirely different from when she had conceived with Namgung Bu-ryun. Back when she was pregnant with Tang Ga-hui, and even when she gave birth, he had rejoiced like any ordinary father. But as Suryeon's martial realm drifted further and further beyond his reach, and as she was appointed the Patriarch of the clan, Namgung Bu-ryun had degenerated into a pathetic excuse of a man. Blinded by jealousy, he distanced himself from his wife and treated his family like strangers. Aside from their firstborn, by the time she gave birth to Tang Hwi and Tang Ga-in, their intimacy had been nothing more than the mechanical release of raw lust.
Though Suryeon had desperately wanted to believe those children were the fruits of love, now that she had come this far, she could no longer deny the cold truth, even if she couldn't bring herself to say it aloud. But the baby she would conceive with Tang Hwi would be different. Tang Hwi, who desired her so intensely that he was willing to shatter the very laws of heaven, was so deeply infatuated with her that it was plain for anyone to see. The thick, honeyed gaze he always directed at her, dripping with the raw affection and lust of a devoted lover, could never be faked. If that level of passion were a lie, then Tang Hwi should have been born a master actor of the Hao Sect rather than a young master of the Tang Clan.
She tried to quiet her racing heart, attempting to soothe her nerves just as her inverted nipples hid away, taking deep, slow breaths...
Knock, knock, knock.
"Mother, I'm here."
Thump! Thump! Thump! The moment Tang Hwi knocked, her heart shattered all attempts at composure and resumed its frantic pounding.
"Come in."
"Yes, Mother."
The door slid open, and Tang Hwi stepped inside. Mindful of the late hour, he wore only a loose robe draped over his shoulders. However, unlike Tang Suryeon, he wore absolutely nothing underneath. And the reason was glaringly obvious...
Throb. Throb. Mirroring her racing heartbeat, his fully erect shaft jutted out from the parting of his robe, twitching with impatient anticipation. Seeing the clear pre-cum already glistening at the tip of his glans, she could tell just how eagerly he had been looking forward to this moment. Tang Hwi's eyes burned with primal instinct, his usual sharp intellect completely replaced by beastly desire. For a Master Realm expert to lose control of his composure like this meant he was utterly consumed by her. Once again, the realization of just how deeply her son loved her sent a hot flush spreading across Suryeon's cheeks.
"Mother. Tonight is a very important night... so please, do exactly as I say."
"Oh? Y-yes. I understand. I will do whatever you wish, my son."
"Then... please lie down and spread your legs. Ah, and take off your undergarments as well."
"Like this?"
She immediately slipped off her undergarments, lay back on the bed, and parted her thighs. Her wet, glistening slit twitched invitingly, weeping sweet juices as if begging to be filled by his thick shaft. Watching this sight, a strange, profound wave of emotion surged deep within Tang Hwi's chest.
To think my own mother is spreading her legs for me like this.
Although his past-life memories heavily influenced him and formed the core of his personality, the original identity of 'Tang Hwi' had not vanished. They had merged seamlessly, making him feel whole. Therefore, seeing Tang Suryeon—the legendary Sword Queen revered by all female martial artists, and the absolute Patriarch of the Tang Clan—voluntarily spreading her legs for him held an immense, indescribable weight. Wanting to channel this overwhelming emotion into raw, passionate lust, Tang Hwi knelt between her thighs and pressed his face against her swollen cleft.
Slurp.
"Ah! M-my son? Licking me there is too embarrassing..."
Slurp, lick, slurp.
"Ahhh! Seriously... ♡"
Completely ignoring her shy protests, Tang Hwi greedily worked his tongue, lapping up the sweet nectar flowing from her groin. He swept his tongue upward like a thirsty dog, stealing every drop of her arousal. Like a bear gorging on wild honey, he repeatedly stroked her sensitive flesh in long, deliberate upward swipes. Though she was deeply embarrassed, the sheer devotion of his foreplay sent her body temperature soaring. Where else in the entire Central Plains could a woman find a man so attentive, willing to worship her intimate parts with his tongue to warm her up? And more than that...
My son... my son is licking the very hole he came out of...!
The sheer, forbidden nature of having her own son lick the sacred passage through which he was born sent a jolt of intense, taboo thrill straight to her core. As the mounting depravity heated her body and caused her juices to overflow, Tang Hwi buried his face even deeper into her mound, licking her relentlessly. He coated her entire vulva in saliva, occasionally flicking his tongue against her swollen, protruding clitoris.
"Ahhn! My son... your mother's flower is not a toy. Please, stop... ♡"
Her plea was entirely justified.
She's practically flooding the bed.
As a mature woman of the Transcendental Realm with a naturally high libido, a little stimulation was all it took to make her wet folds weep an endless stream of juices. If he stimulated her any further, she would climax from his tongue alone, but Tang Hwi decided it would be far better to make her come with his cock. He pulled back and hovered over her, aligning the swollen, throbbing head of his shaft with her dripping slit. The moment his glans brushed against her outer lips, her greedy flesh clamped down and sucked at him, behaving like a thoroughly depraved, sex-crazed cunt.
Squelch. Tang Hwi slowly pushed his shaft inside. He pressed forward through the thick, clinging walls of her tight passage, which squeezed and sucked at him with incredible pressure. His heavy, massive rod slid all the way in, burying itself to the hilt until the glans bumped firmly against her cervix.
"Haaah...! My son... ♡ My boy... ♡"
Delighted by her passionate moans, Tang Hwi grabbed her magnificent, gravity-defying breasts with both hands. Even with his large hands, he couldn't fully cup her massive, voluptuous mounds—a size incredibly rare among women of the Central Plains. The sheer volume alone was enough to drive any man insane, but Suryeon's fully erect, sensitive nipples seemed determined to vaporize whatever sanity he had left. Squeezing her heavy breasts tightly, he pulled her nipples together and took both of them into his mouth at once.
Suck. Slurp, slurp.
Squish. Squish. Squish. Squish. At the same time, he began to thrust his hips. As Tang Hwi bombarded her from both ends to send her straight to heaven, Suryeon wrapped her arms around him with all her might.
"Ahhn! Ah, ahh...!"
Above, she gently cradled the back of his head like a mother holding her baby, burying his face deep into her soft cleavage. Below, she locked her legs tightly around his waist, welcoming him fully as her man.
A searing heat born of pure ecstasy wrapped tightly around his shaft. The tight, pulsing walls of the female master's passage squeezed him so intensely that he felt as if he might ejaculate at any moment, forcing him to tense his lower body. Her inner folds felt stickier than usual, every single ridge perfectly primed to milk him dry. It was as if her womb was eagerly responding to his declaration that he would get her pregnant tonight, having fully prepared itself for his seed.
Plump, squelch, squelch. Leaving her nipples glistening with his saliva, Tang Hwi pulled his lips away and began to pump his hips in earnest.
"Ngh! Haaah... Ah, ahhn...! Hngh... ♡"
Enduring the crushing pressure of her tight walls, he repeatedly slammed the head of his cock against her cervix. Suryeon's embrace was completely unrestrained, her arms and legs wrapping around him as if begging for more. If Tang Hwi had been an ordinary man instead of a powerful martial artist, her crushing leg lock would have snapped his spine, and her massive breasts would have suffocated him to death.
"Haaah! Mother, conceive my baby tonight!"
"Ahhh... ♡ My son's baby... ♡ Your mother will carry it for you! Ah, ahhn! Yes, yes... fill your mother's womb... shoot it all inside me... ♡"
"Mother! I'm shooting it inside you...!"
Spurt! Splurt! Squelch!
"Ahhhhh! ♡"
Burying his shaft so deep that their pubic bones slammed together, Tang Hwi squeezed her breasts with all his might and unleashed the torrent he had been holding back. As if responding to his boiling testicles, his cock throbbed violently, pumping wave after wave of thick semen deep inside her. Pressed flush against her cervix, the head of his shaft opened the floodgates, pouring a massive deluge of his seed directly into her womb. Having refined his semen with the Yin-Yang Erotic Art to possess overflowing vitality, the thick, white fluid completely took over her womb. Brimming with supernatural vigor, his sperm swarmed her womb, rushing forward in a massive wave to claim her egg.
"I-it's coming in...! My son's thick seed is...! Ahhh! Ahhn! ♡"
Clinging tightly to Tang Hwi, Tang Suryeon thrashed and arched her back like a fish out of water, her entire body convulsing in a massive, shattering climax.
"Haaah... Ahhh... ♡"
"Haa... Haa..."
They held each other tightly, basking in the warm afterglow. But before the heat could even begin to fade, their eyes met. Without a single word, they communicated their desires through a silent gaze. Suddenly, Tang Hwi flipped her over onto her hands and knees and began to drive into her once more. Halfway through, it evolved beyond a simple doggystyle. Tang Hwi grabbed both of Suryeon's hands, pulling her upper body up at an angle as he pounded her. His pubic bone slapped rhythmically against her plump, mature buttocks—supported by a wide, voluptuous pelvis that had already given birth three times.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Ahhh! My son! My boy...!"
"Mother, does it feel good? Your walls are squeezing me so tight...!"
"I love it...! I love making a baby with my son's cock! ♡"
Because she was wearing a sheer gown, her backside was only partially visible. Yet, that very half-hidden, tantalizing view made her look incredibly erotic, driving Tang Hwi to thrust even more violently. Just as Tang Suryeon was completely lost in the throes of his passionate pounding, the sliding door clicked open. Two naked sisters stepped into the bedroom.
"Mother. Are you having a good time?"
"Wow... Sister, it's so obvious she's enjoying herself, isn't it?"
Seeing her daughters casually chatting and giggling while watching their brother plow their mother in such a depraved position, Tang Suryeon's eyes widened in sheer shock.
"Y-you two...?!"
Actually, it didn't seem like she had fully regained her senses at all.