Hero's Mother Falls, Future Mother-in-Law Tamed, Stepmother Enslaved
Han Taeyang commanded her to strip before him. At this, Aero began to hesitate at the last moment…
Even so, she had no other choice. …Right now… I have no choice… If I refuse here, that child's life might be in danger… She didn't want that. As a woman already loved by her husband, she had no desire whatsoever to yield her body to a man like this.
But even so… she had no room for choice. The most important thing in her life… was not her husband, but her son.
And above all, Aero had her own pride. Nineteen times as the limit… You probably think you can conquer me within that. But… fat chance.
She knew well what situations like this led to, having seen and heard of them. In fact, among the gisaengs, there were more than a few who ended up falling for a man after bedding him and tying their fates together. Even Aero herself, who had originally held no thoughts of marriage, had decided to wed her current husband only after sharing his bed. Part of it was his talent and personality. But above all, the root cause was the intoxicating sweetness of the pleasure he brought her.
She knew the power that sex held to shake a person's heart… Yet even so, Aero was convinced she wouldn't be swayed any further by a punk like this. No matter how notorious a playboy you are, you're just a brat barely old enough to be my son. Do you think a mere whelp like you can handle me, body and soul already claimed by my lord husband after facing countless men?
The immediate humiliation couldn't be helped. But even so, her heart would never waver for this man. With that conviction.
Aero suppressed the lingering shame in a corner of her mind and slowly began to undress. Hoo…
She slowly untied the lavish strings of her gisaeng jacket. An act she hadn't performed before anyone but her husband since becoming a top-class gisaeng ten years ago. Feeling her body tremble faintly without realizing it.
She slipped off the ornate gisaeng jacket, then carefully knelt and sat before the man.
A massive bosom that even her skirt couldn't fully conceal. A slender neck and porcelain-white collarbone. And a single beauty mark nestled just below it. Despite her age, her figure radiated a charm not inferior to young women in their prime… no, surpassing them in allure.
And as he gazed upon Aero like this, the man flashed a meaningful smile and said,
"As expected… top-class or not, you're a gisaeng at heart."
"…"
His words struck right at the core. Even after ten years, the habits of how a gisaeng selling her body should act remained etched in her memory. Unlike with her husband, in the absence of further instructions as a gisaeng, she should undress only to her upper garment. The rest was to offer her body so the man could remove them himself—that was the natural flow.
Feeling a quiet displeasure… a humiliation at his pinpoint remark, Aero bit her lip, turned her head slightly aside, and said,
"Don't spout nonsense. Get on with it quickly. I don't want to spend even a moment longer with the likes of you."
"Oh? We've already made the contract, so no need for courtesy? What if I change my mind right here?"
"If you did that…"
"I'm kidding. I'm not so uncouth as to break a contract. Besides, doing so would waste this hard-won opportunity."
"…"
Han Taeyang's firm response. Despite the rumors, seeing him grasp the situation so well surprised her slightly. Watching his hand slowly approach her chest.
Aero gazed at it.
—Swish.
…!
Han Taeyang untied the skirt covering Aero's chest. As it slid down, her breasts were fully revealed.
And then.
"Ooh… this… I knew they were big, but I didn't expect them to be this massive."
"…Ngh!"
At his words, Aero instinctively covered her breasts with both hands. But her hands were forcibly removed by Han Taeyang's.
"W-Wait…"
"No need to be so shy. Plenty of men have already seen this magnificent view."
"Sh-Shut… up."
With shame surging even more vividly. Her gaze naturally drifted to her own breasts.
Massive in size. But what stood out about her breasts wasn't just their volume. Areolas at least twice as large as other women's. Still retaining their pink hue even after childbirth. There was a superstition that such large areolas symbolized lewdness, and indeed, many of the men who'd bedded her in the past hadn't liked this feature. Of course, men visiting a gisaeng house weren't in a position to complain, but it left Aero with lingering unease about her physical trait.
Even her husband, though he never said it outright, didn't particularly favor her breasts. So naturally, she assumed this man was mocking her for it.
Yeah… go ahead and say whatever you want. Since it's come to this, if seeing these filthy tits sours your mood even a little, it'll be all the better…
For the first time, she inwardly smiled at having such ugly breasts. But then.
"They're beautiful… The prettiest I've ever seen."
"…Pardon?"
Han Taeyang's unexpected words. Not mere flattery, but laced with clear sincerity, leaving Aero gripped by profound bewilderment for a moment.
"To think you'd have such perfect breasts… As expected of Joseon's finest courtesan—what a difference."
"Th-That doesn't… Ah!"
Her face flushed unwittingly at the unforeseen praise. But the next instant, she could no longer speak.
Han Taeyang began suckling her breast. Like a starving infant latching onto its mother's milk, his ferocious intensity seized Aero with a tingling sensation in her chest.
Wh-What… is this guy… How can he see breasts like these and…
The areolas her husband and other men had always shunned. Yet in this moment, Han Taeyang's unabashed touching and sucking brought her a novel sensation… a new form of pleasure she'd never known.
Wh-What is this… It's just… just him sucking my breasts… Did it… feel this good? Oo!"
A sudden surge from below. Even without his fingers there yet, the sharp waves of pleasure made her falter in deep confusion.
N-No way… Already like this… Ah! W-Wait… Not there like that… Nn!
His hand delving straight into her pussy. Amid the arousal building from just her breasts being suckled, this strike shattered her pace.
"Ha! Hnngh!"
Aero lost control of her mind in an instant, swept into the onslaught of pleasure. Thrashing mindlessly amid the relentless waves.
"Kuh! W-Wai… Just a… little… Haaa! N-Not… there… D-Don't…"
She bit her tongue slightly mid-plea. But Han Taeyang didn't stop—his mouth and hands ravaged her breasts and pussy relentlessly. Like masterfully playing an instrument, his precise, fluid touch overwhelmed her with unprecedented sensations.
H-How… can this… be… Just some… brat like this with such skill… Ngh! N-No… I, Aero… can't feel it like this… Nn! Kuuh!"
Her excitement peaked, and she finally released the pent-up love juices. From her drenched pussy, Han Taeyang slowly withdrew his fingers.
Th-This… isn't… good…
She knew from that experience. This man's skill was no novice's. Barely past twenty, yet he evoked a veteran who'd conquered countless women over a decade.
The breast play aside, pinpointing and assaulting her weakest spot with just fingers required profound expertise otherwise impossible.
But acknowledging his skill didn't sway her resolute heart.
Fine… I'll admit your skill. But you think this is enough to break me? Excluding the breasts, my husband can do this much too…
Even yielding her body now, he couldn't dent her love for her husband. So she thought… until.
"!.. Wh-What is this."
A stark shadow loomed before her eyes. As an enormous something she'd never seen in her life came into view.
Clear fear bloomed in Aero's heart… alongside an emotion she couldn't yet admit.
…So… big… Twice… my husband's… or more…