Chapter 35
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Mother Cums from Nipple Play by Daughter's Girlfriend♡
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The two of them left the guild master's office and headed to another break room on the third floor.
If the break room where Jiyu had been was a space for chatting, this one felt more like an on-call room.
It seemed designed to accommodate busy, exhausted people as much as possible, almost like a studio apartment.
There was a mini fridge stocked with simple snacks and drinks, a luxurious bed and sofa, cozy interior decor and lighting, and even a fully equipped shower room.
"Please... take good care of me."
Haran sat on the backless bench-style sofa, tidying her hair forward as she murmured softly.
Her voice trembled with tension so noticeably that even she could tell.
"Aren't you a bit too tense?"
Sia giggled.
Seeing Sia's cute laugh swept Haran up in a strange mood, and she felt her mind clear for a moment.
'Why am I thinking like this...?'
It was as if she'd been bewitched by something—harboring odd feelings toward Sia, who had become a woman.
'I never thought like this even when he was a guy...'
Even watching her own sexual fantasies mature alongside his growth, she hadn't entertained such criminal imaginings.
Not even after he became an adult.
Of course not.
But ever since meeting her as a woman, her head had started feeling a little off.
'The curse... right?'
The reason she couldn't help but meet so many women.
Was that vague explanation one of the causes?
A curse that naturally enchanted women...?
But such thoughts didn't linger.
Sia came around behind the sofa and placed her hands on Haran's shoulders.
"Is it because I'm still awkward as a woman? That hurts my feelings... You used to get massages from me all the time when I was a guy."
"Y-Yeah... sorry."
"No need."
Sia leaned in close, whispering almost directly into her ear, then smiled gently.
Haran steadied her racing heart and straightened her posture.
"If anything, I'm the grateful one."
"Huh...?"
"Truth is... I'm the bad guy who not only laid hands on my precious daughter but also messed around with other women. And yet you're treating me the same as before... even letting me touch your body like this."
"......"
Did her words sound strangely off, or was it just Haran's imagination?
Haran had the fleeting thought, but she quietly closed her mouth at the loneliness seeping from Sia's voice.
"Normally, a mother would be right to kill me on the spot, and I wouldn't have a leg to stand on."
"No, that's..."
She wanted to say it was going too far, but objectively, it wasn't wrong.
For someone of her caliber to recognize this flaw and still fail to control her wandering ways—was it because the curse was that powerful?
It was just a lie Sia had spun to make the situation convincing, but Haran couldn't help taking it seriously.
'Well... half of it is true that the curse made me this way, right?'
Sia rationalized shamelessly to herself as she began massaging in earnest.
Holy power gathered slowly in her hands, and a warm glow seeped into Haran's shoulders following Sia's touch.
"Ah..."
Her tightly tensed muscles relaxed in an instant, bringing a languid pleasure.
"Haaah...♡"
Perhaps because so much had happened in half a day, she even let out a slightly embarrassed moan as she received the slow massage.
The vulgar thoughts that had swirled in her head since being alone with Sia gradually faded away.
'...What was I even thinking...'
Truth be told, after hearing Sia's story and coming for a massage, she'd suspected Sia might be after her too.
But now that Sia was giving a proper massage, Haran felt ashamed of even having that thought.
At the same time, she cringed at the memory of masturbating to Sia just moments ago.
"Huaaah...♡ Eut...!"
Haran was startled to hear herself moaning in such a cute, age-inappropriate way and quickly covered her mouth.
Sia chuckled from behind, kneading her shoulders playfully.
"Aw, why hide it? It's super cute."
"C-Cute...? Don't say stuff like that."
"I'm just being honest."
"Heut-♡"
It was different from the pleasure from sex or masturbation.
The warm heat enveloping her body made it feel like she was truly melting.
"Hng... Ng...♡"
Unintentionally, she grew accustomed to letting her moans slip out.
Eventually, she no longer covered her mouth with her hand, just pressing her lips tightly together as she felt Sia's touch.
Tears welled in her eyes, her breath ragged, as fatigue drained from her entire body.
No matter how much rest she got, some weariness always lingered unnoticed—but now it felt like all impure energies were being purged by Sia's holy power.
"Huaaaah...♡ Eut...?"
In the midst of panting with her jaw slack from the massage, something hard pressed against her back.
At first, she thought it was Sia's knee, but the size and position didn't match.
"What's... on my back?"
"Hmm... what do you think it is?"
Sia didn't give a straight answer, so Haran furrowed her brows lightly.
It wasn't anger at being teased like a child—she was genuinely curious.
'Blunt and thick...'
And the poking sensation was heavy and firm.
A club... flashed through her mind, but where would that come from all of a sudden?
"Hmm... you don't know?"
"I... really don't."
"It's your dick..."
With those words, Sia poked her back lightly with her firmly erect cock.
Haran's head tilted in confusion, her expression utterly clueless—it was adorable.
"A mother like you should know."
"R-Really?"
She pondered deeply, but nothing came to mind.
Or rather, she might have been deliberately ignoring it.
Guilt and the fact that it was something a woman shouldn't have might have blocked her thoughts from going there.
"Yep. I mean... you heard everything earlier, right? When Jiyu and I were fucking. You eavesdropped on every word we said."
"Eut—?!"
Haran's face paled at Sia's words.
The sin was clearly theirs, but Sia's tone scolded her as if she'd deliberately spied.
A normal person would get angry, but having actually listened and masturbated to it, Haran could only stay silent.
"Whoa— it was true? I was just testing."
"...!"
"I just... said it because you were masturbating alone in the guild master's office, telling yourself you shouldn't..."
Sia giggled softly.
Her heartbeat grew so loud it rang in her ears.
Not from fear or dread... but anticipation, excitement, thrill.
Rather than anxiety over getting caught doing something a mother and adult shouldn't, her chest began to flutter.
"...♡"
Sia grinned slyly at Haran, who blushed and bowed her head.
She gripped Haran's shoulders and pressed her lower body close.
The blunt tip slid up her spine, the long shaft pressing fully against her back.
"Eut...♡ Huu... Huu..."
Her breathing grew ragged for an entirely different reason than the massage.
Haran's eyelids trembled faintly.
Her body, finally relaxed, stiffened again.
Haran spoke in a halting tone.
"S-Sia... that's..."
"Mother."
Haran froze at Sia's firm call.
In that instant, a strange illusion hit—as if their superiority had been decided.
No, she herself wished for it.
The contents of her tastes—everything she'd watched so far—unfolded in her mind like a panorama.
Sia's hands, still kneading her shoulders, slipped between her armpits.
Then, they gripped the base of her breasts tightly—♡
"Hyaut?!"
Sia curled her lips at the even cuter moan.
She kneaded as if milking, focusing pressure toward the nipples.
Even through her thin bra and sweater, Haran's nipples stood out stiffly.
And all the while, Haran didn't properly resist—she just writhed and twitched.
"W-We can't... do this..."
"For someone saying that... you're not resisting."
As Sia said, Haran arched her back, making it easier for Sia to touch.
"Th-This is...!"
The thought that her forbidden fantasies—too sinful even to imagine—were coming true made her body move on its own.
After groping her breasts thoroughly, Sia slipped her hand under the sweater.
The sweater rolled up, exposing more skin, making Sia's cock against her back feel even clearer.
"Wow... Mother's tits are so soft and squishy. So tender...♡"
"S-Stop...♡ Haaang...♡"
As Sia's fingers grazed the broad upper swells, Haran shuddered violently.
Each stroke of her callused fingers—rough from sword training—over smooth skin made her breath hitch.
Sia unhooked the front clasp of her bra, and her heavy breasts spilled out, rippling like waves.
Heat from over an hour of masturbation and massage wafted up in tendrils.
Sweat trickled between her cleavage in an erotic display, making Sia's cock throb harder.
"Kyaa?!"
Feeling the raw reaction against her back, Haran flushed and let out a girlish squeal.
Sia gripped her breasts again, tracing circles around both areolas with her index fingers.
The stiff nipples quivered pitifully.
Haran twisted to press them against Sia's fingers, but Sia teasingly pulled away.
-Drip♡ Drip♡ Drip♡ Drip♡
She barely grazed the edges of the areolas, driving Haran mad with frustration.
"Wh-Why...? Why...?"
Haran mumbled like she was pleading.
Sia said nothing on purpose.
Haran racked her foggy brain desperately for the answer.
Then she recalled Sia's earlier question.
"D-Dick...?"
"Yes, correct♡ I wanted to hear it straight from Mother's mouth♡"
Sia grinned playfully and squeezed her areolas and nipples with her full hand.
"Huuut—♡"
For the first time in over a decade, from someone else's touch, Haran climaxed.
Heat filled her head, condensing like droplets in her lungs.
It felt good... so good, but still not enough.
The ambiguous orgasm made even breathing agonizing.
"You got the answer right, so time for a reward. What would you like?"
Sia whispered in her ear.
As if there was only one option, she pressed her lower body flush against her.
Haran swallowed repeatedly and murmured softly.
"Dick..."
"Can't hear you. What kind?"
"Cock... please..."