Chapter 55
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 55
Chapter Title: Mother's Agony - The Woman Who Loved Her Son
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A woman stares back from the mirror.
That's me, Im Shin-hye.
The filthy woman who slept with her own son.
I cover up that filth with makeup.
But I can't hide the lust burning in my eyes.
I touch up my makeup.
To look even a little prettier.
To erase the traces of age from my face.
To make him see me as a woman.
Right now, I'm getting ready to have sex with my son.
I recall those strong arms wrapping around me from behind.
That hard symbol of manhood pressing against my hips.
My heart races.
I despise myself for feeling desire toward my son.
I'm nothing but a beast.
But it's too late to turn back now.
My son, Sun-hu.
The boy I adopted when he was young.
Even though he's adopted, I never once thought of him as anything less than my own child.
If anything, I feel guilty for not giving enough love to the two daughters I gave birth to, because I was so focused on him.
Not long ago, I shared my body with that son of mine.
I prided myself on loving him more deeply than any biological mother could.
But just like those vulgar people imagine, I slept with my son.
No one knows how intense that ecstasy was.
The filthy woman who slept with her son. And yet...
It was a pleasure so profound that I'd gladly die for it, even if it meant going to hell.
Pure joy.
If I could go back to that moment, I'd make the same choice again.
I'm a greedy woman.
I wanted to be my son's woman, even as his mother.
Even after becoming his woman, I couldn't let go of the name "mom."
I wanted to be both his lover and his mother.
That's how greedy I am.
How many sleepless nights have I endured?
Piling up thoughts, regrets upon regrets.
Even after deciding after all that agonizing, I'm still hesitating.
I finish my makeup, steel myself, and stand up.
I leave my room and head straight to my son's door.
With trembling hands, I knock.
Knock knock.
After a moment, he opens the door.
"Come in, Mom."
Was he working out? His shirt is already off.
His manly body makes me want to reach out and touch it without thinking.
The faint scent of his sweat sets my heart ablaze.
Oh... why does my heart pound like this?
He's my son, but he's grown into such a fine man.
A son I could boast about to anyone.
And with this son of mine, from now on...
Sun-hu wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me inside.
His room, which he cleans every day—his bed—feels so profoundly meaningful today.
Just yesterday, the three of us, including Mi-so, slept here together.
It was all an act of playing a normal family.
But the moment my daughter left the house, here I am with my son.
Sun-hu kisses me.
The very kiss I taught him.
Back then, he blushed innocently at the mere thought.
Now, he's toying with his mom like this.
Chu. Mmm, chuup.
To think he can kiss a woman until she melts like this.
Sun-hu gets better every single day.
What parent wouldn't rejoice at their child's growth?
I know he has other women.
Sex with me probably wasn't his first time, either.
I might just be one of the many women around him.
But that doesn't matter.
To Sun-hu, there's only one mom: me. I'm the only one who can love him as his mother.
As both his mom and his woman. If I can remain a special woman to him like that.
That's why I can't give up the name "mom."
"Sun-hu, your hand must hurt."
I gently scold him as he naturally gropes my breast.
Clinging to the fraying thread of my reason, I play the role of mom.
"Touching Mom's breasts will make it better."
I can't say another word to his sweet whisper.
What does this boy plan to do, making his mom fall even deeper in love?
"Sun-hu, just stay still today. Let Mom take care of you."
At my words, Sun-hu nods obediently and lies back on the bed.
His eyes sparkle with anticipation, wondering what Mom will do.
I want to live up to his expectations. Can I do well?
In front of Sun-hu, who lies there with just his head propped up, I undress.
I reveal the sexy red lingerie beneath my casual home clothes.
At my age, it might not suit me. Will Sun-hu think it's weird?
"Mom looks amazing. So beautiful."
Sun-hu gasps in admiration, his eyes shining.
His simple, honest praise fills me with confidence.
His encouragement has always been my source of energy, my wellspring of confidence.
Now, it's boosting my confidence not just as an actress, but as a woman.
How could it not, coming from such a wonderful son?
"Hehe. You look great too, Sun-hu."
The prominent bulge over his pants, asserting his manhood.
I approach the bed slowly and pull down his pants.
The musky scent trapped inside is released.
It pours fuel on the smoldering fire of my desire.
I let out a hot sigh at the sight of his impressive manhood.
It's grown so magnificently.
Does he want to make his mom cry like this?
The sensations from our last time flood back unbidden.
My heart starts pounding.
I gently stroke that hard symbol of manhood.
"Ugh... Mom..."
Why does he feel so manly and cool, yet so adorably cute at the same time?
Because he's my son?
I press my lips to his lovely member.
Chu.
Startled by the sensation, the tip twitches faintly.
I can't contain these loving feelings.
Oh... what should I do?
Just looking at it up close makes me want to do anything for him.
Yesterday, I couldn't touch it in front of Mi-so. Sorry about that.
I'll make it up to you today.
I grip his shaft and rub it back and forth while licking the tip teasingly.
The clear fluid leaking from the tiny slit at the end tastes like nectar from the heavens.
"Ah... Mom..."
A plaintive moan escapes him.
That voice squeezes my heart.
What mother wouldn't love seeing her son pleased?
Wanting him to feel even better, I work my tongue harder.
Every sensitive spot, meticulously, leaving no inch untouched.
His hand strokes my hair.
My heart flutters.
It's supposed to be the mom's role to stroke her child's hair, but now our roles are reversed.
In moments like this, I truly feel like his woman.
Like I'm being praised by him.
I glance up, and he's lost in a daze.
Probably unconscious habit.
Does it feel that good?
I hated my husband's so much, but with my son's, I crave sucking it.
I'm truly hopeless.
"Ugh!"
Unable to hold back my desire, I take his member into my mouth.
What an incredible size. My jaw aches from forcing it open.
How many women has this made cry? How many more will it in the future?
Churuup, churuup, churuup.
I suck hard, bobbing my head back and forth.
As hard as I can, to make him feel even better.
"Mom, it feels so good..."
Hehe. My efforts pay off.
I can feel the tension in his lower body muscles.
His pleasure becomes my joy.
...Alright. Let's try that. I'm not sure if I can do it well.
I push it deeper, toward the back of my throat.
The tip touches my throat.
"Ugh."
His member prods a spot in my throat that's never stimulated before.
Ugh. It's more painful than I thought.
I fight back the gag reflex.
"H-Hey, Mom, you don't have to go that far."
Sun-hu tries to stop me, seeing me gag.
But that's what makes a mom want to try even harder.
I steady myself and try again.
This time, past the throat, deeper inside.
I'm scared it'll block my airway, but if it's for my son...
"Ugh, guh. Cough cough!"
But I fail again.
I tried forcing it deeper, but ended up gagging and spitting it out.
"Mom, you okay?"
Sun-hu rubs my back as I cough painfully.
I thought I could endure the discomfort, but it was physically impossible.
I guess I need practice to get used to it.
After a moment, the pain fades and the coughing subsides.
But to think I couldn't even do this much for my son. What a pathetic mom.
"Mom, look at me."
As I hang my head in self-reproach, Sun-hu calls to me.
He's looking at his mom with pity in his eyes.
"I don't want you forcing yourself to do that while suffering. I want us both to feel good together, to enjoy it. So don't push yourself like that. I'm happy just with your hand."
"Sun-hu..."
A young, handsome son deserves a young, beautiful woman just like him.
An old lady like me—he'll get tired of her in no time.
That's why I thought I needed something special that other women couldn't provide.
But that's not what he wants.
My heart warms.
That's my boy.
Every word out of his mouth makes a woman happy.
"Sorry. Mom got ahead of herself."
I take his member in my hand again.
I feel it throbbing with vitality. He's close to climax.
Having witnessed it so many times now, I can even spot the tells when he's about to come.
"Ah."
I slide it back into my mouth.
I suck in earnest to bring on his release.
"Ah, Mom, I'm gonna come soon."
I keep sucking and give him a look that says, "Go ahead."
Chururuup, chuup, chuup.
His face twists in pleasure.
"Ugh. Mom!"
Moments later, the thick scent of semen fills my mouth.
I can't kiss him for a while after he comes in my mouth, which is a shame.
But the feeling of being conquered by him in this moment makes it impossible to give up.
Maybe because he held back so long—the load feels bigger than last time.
It almost overflows, so I swallow it quickly.
Gulp. Gulp.
The hot, thick essence of manhood slides down my throat.
The smell is revolting, the taste bitter.
The sticky texture is repulsive.
But because it's my son's. Because it's Sun-hu's, I can swallow it all.
It even feels wasteful to spill any.
I just worry if my breath will smell like semen when I speak.
"Haa, Mom..."
Sun-hu sighs in satisfaction.
Seeing him pleased fills my heart.
I suck out the remnants clinging to his urethra.
His hips tremble with pleasure.
I gently roll my tongue over the sensitive glans inside my mouth.
His member, relaxed after climax, starts hardening again.
Young Sun-hu doesn't end with just once.
I've learned that the hard way last time.
I stand up and position myself in front of him.
Then, hooking my fingers into my panties, I slide them down leisurely.
Slowly, so he can see every inch.
His eyes lock onto the space between my legs.
That predatory gaze sends shivers down my spine.
My panties are already soaked from anticipation of sex with my son.
Embarrassing. It feels like he's seen right through my desires.
Like he knows how much I'm looking forward to what's next.
"Sun-hu, this time, let me use this."
I straddle the bed and climb on top of him.
Sun-hu looks up at me with eager eyes.
Eyes full of anticipation for the lovemaking between mom and son about to unfold.
His erection stands tall toward the ceiling.
That's going inside me now.
Just the thought makes my womb quiver in both fear and excitement.
I align the tip with my entrance.
"Nngh..."
It's hot, hard, brimming with life.
A magic wand that captures women.
Having experienced it once before, I'm already his prisoner.
I lower my hips slowly.
I feel him stretching my entrance, sliding inside.
"Aaah... Aaaah..."
I can't stop the moans escaping my lips.
My woman's body is screaming in delight.
"Sun-hu, I love you."
With that, I drop my hips fully onto him.