A Wet Dream and an Even Wetter Reality
I tossed and turned all night, lost in a sticky, filthy dream.
It was an unbearably lewd nightmare starring my stepmother, Woo Minjung.
Woo Minjung was on her knees between my legs, gazing up at me.
The woman once called the nation's sweetheart, the absolute queen of K-movies and romantic comedies who had pulled in ten million viewers three separate times.
That same Woo Minjung was now nestled between my thighs.
"Haaang~"
Slurp, slurp, schluurp, schluuuuurp.
I had no idea what kind of modifications they'd done to her in Cambodia, but the technique of those lips was nothing short of miraculous.
"Ah… Minjung-ah…"
"Master… you still aren't satisfied, are you?"
Her voice was low and viscous, as if she were whispering directly with the tip of her tongue.
Woo Minjung gently stroked the insides of my thighs with both hands and slowly brought her face closer.
The moment her breath brushed against my glans, a shiver raced through my entire body.
She extended her tongue fully and dragged it excruciatingly slowly up the underside of my shaft.
Once.
Twice.
Three times…
Each stroke was deliberate and methodical, like carefully applying another layer of paint.
Every time the tip of her tongue touched the most sensitive spot beneath the head, my body jerked on its own.
"You seem to like this spot the most, don't you?"
A faint, exquisite smile.
At the same time, her lips gently enveloped the entire glans and began a series of feather-light suctions.
It wasn't forceful sucking. It felt more like she was using the vacuum inside her mouth to draw even more blood into me.
Schluuuuurp… schlurp, schluuuuurp.
The wet sounds filled the entire room.
Woo Minjung tilted her head slightly, changing the angle as she began to swallow my shaft deeper from the side.
The heavy, blunt sensation of my curved cock being forced down her throat.
It slammed all the way to the back of her throat with a spring-like bounce.
Inside her mouth, her tongue traced figure-eights around my length.
From top to bottom, then bottom to top again.
"Haa… Minjung-ah…"
I moaned her name like a prayer.
Instead of answering, she locked eyes with me.
She grinned—
With one hand, she gently lifted my balls and licked them tenderly with her tongue.
At the same time, her other hand gripped the base of my cock firmly and stroked it up and down in slow, deliberate motions.
Her mouth, hands, and tongue all moved in completely different rhythms, yet somehow created a single perfect wave of pleasure.
Then suddenly—she swallowed me to the root, clamping her throat tightly around my glans before slowly pulling back and dragging her lips hard along the ridge of the head.
"Khk!"
My entire body froze in that instant.
The shockwave raced up my spine and exploded through the top of my skull.
Unbearable ecstasy.
I began to spray out the cum I'd been holding back.
Spurt, spurt, spuuuurt!!
That was when I realized.
Fuck, it's a wet dream!
I woke up the exact moment I came.
Half-dazed, I lay on my bed staring at the familiar dark ceiling.
Even in my groggy state, my body felt strangely heavy.
Maybe because of the dirty dream, my sleep had been shallow and my consciousness kept drifting in and out. That was when I felt a strange pressure and wetness around my pelvis.
A light, rhythmic up-and-down motion.
I opened my eyes.
Even in the darkness, I could make out the silhouette.
Woo Minjung was still sucking my cock.
What the hell? A dream within a dream…?
No.
This wasn't a dream.
It wasn't Woo Minjung. It was her daughter, Kang Minah.
Her head was bobbing up and down over my lower abdomen.
Come to think of it, it felt like someone was greedily gulping down the cum I'd just ejaculated.
The warm, wet sensation made my cock swell again, growing harder by the second.
"Hup!!"
The intense scraping of her front teeth against my glans felt like it was about to burst.
I finally realized this wasn't a dream.
Minah—
She had my freshly-spurted load still in her mouth.
Saliva and semen dripped from the corners of her lips and ran down her chin, but her expression showed no concern whatsoever.
For a moment, the boundary between dream and reality twisted once again.
The darkness lifted, and Kang Minah's face came into sharp focus.
The one sucking my cock in reality was Kang Minah.
"M-Minah…?"
A slick, endlessly soft pressure.
Hot, plush lips wrapped around my shaft and moved with perfect rhythm.
Her thick, dripping tongue cradled the underside of my cock like a warm, wet blanket.
What the hell? Minah shouldn't even be able to walk on her own yet.
This behavior was completely… abnormal.
My body reacted, but my mind went completely blank.
I had no idea what to do. I could only lie there with my eyes open, feeling every movement she made.
The texture inside her mouth was strangely stimulating.
She held my cum in her mouth for a moment before swallowing it with an audible gulp.
"Mmmgh… mmmghk…"
After swallowing, her now-lighter mouth became even more skillful.
Her oral movements grew more rhythmic.
She took me deeper, smoother, without hesitation into her scorching hot mouth.
Warm saliva poured down in thick strands.
"Mmmh. Mmmh…"
Minah's breathing grew heavier.
Her hands crawled up my thighs and gripped them tightly.
Her nails dug slightly into my skin.
"Mmmghuuuuh… mmmgh. Mmmgh… mmm… mmm…"
Her upper body pressed firmly against my thighs.
Minah's head sank even deeper.
The pressure felt like she was reaching all the way to her throat.
I almost pulled away, but the doctor's words suddenly flashed through my mind.
Even if she shows abnormal behavior, do not stop her. Just observe.
The doctor's professional opinion became the fence protecting what little morality I had left.
She had already swallowed my cum.
Yeah… this must be part of the treatment process.
She looked up at me while still holding my cock in her mouth.
Her vacant eyes glowed dimly.
But there was a strange glint at the corner of her lips—
Yin energy…?
Only then did I sense it.
Deep inside her mouth—no, deep inside her body—something foul was coiled up.
How long had it been there? A vengeful spirit had been hiding inside her.
A cunning bastard that had hidden itself perfectly.
I'd thought it was a Lust Ghost, but a Lust Ghost couldn't have avoided my gaze.
If my glans hadn't pushed past her uvula and touched the boundary of that foul spirit's energy, I might never have noticed it.
I stayed still, my cock buried in Minah's mouth, and observed the evil energy lurking inside her body.
My spiritual power spread out like a spiderweb, scanning every inch of her.
Found you.
The source of that energy was her womb.
It was curled up in there, quietly staring at me.
This fucker… is it controlling Minah?
No, it wasn't.
By spreading my spiritual power like a web, I could roughly grasp Minah's current state.
The evil spirit was merely watching.
What was moving Minah right now was her deeply engraved instinct and the remnants of brutal conditioning.
The tension left my body.
As long as the thing in her womb didn't attack, I would simply observe.
After all, the moment it touched my body, any ghost would be erased by my will.
Minah's other hand began to caress my balls.
Her fingers spread open, gently cupping my testicles like precious treasures and began to massage them. The pressure was light, but the intention was clear—she wanted to squeeze out even more.
"Haaang. Mmmgh!"
Her tongue and the roof of her mouth completely covered my glans.
Saliva poured down in streams, filling the room with wet, obscene sounds.
Every breath from Minah's nose scorched my skin with heat.
My hips trembled.
Instinct began to overpower reason.
The fact that my once-arrogant stepsister had become my personal cum-sleeve, eagerly drinking down my load…
That pleasure was beyond comparison.
My hand moved on its own, grabbing a fistful of Minah's hair.
She lifted her head and smiled.
Her lips, glistening with saliva, and her flushed red mouth took on an even more obscene sheen.
"Pwahaa~"
When she pulled her mouth off, a thin silver strand of saliva and precum stretched between my glans and her lower lip before snapping.
My wet cock felt a chill from the air, but it quickly vanished.
Dragging her broken leg behind her, she crawled on top of me.
The way one leg dragged across the floor reminded me that she still couldn't walk properly.
She braced her other knee against my side to keep her balance.
Her ass settled over my lower abdomen.
Hot, wet, lava-like moisture.
Minah grabbed my cock with her hand and lifted it.
Her fingers were soft, yet her grip was firm.
"Why… do you want to shove it into my pussy now?"
There was no answer to my question.
Right now, she was nothing more than a beast moving on pure instinct.
Minah slightly lifted her hips and aligned the tip of my glans with her entrance.
That perfect, tight pussy I had once worshipped.
"Haa… haa…"
Our breathing grew ragged.
Mine too.
Her heavy breaths filled the room.
Her eyes remained empty, but her body was burning.
The vengeful spirit inside her womb.
The moment Minah's hips came down, penetration would be complete.
And that would be the perfect moment to strike it with my cock.
Whoosh—
Minah's ass dropped.
Her hot, soaking entrance swallowed my glans.
Without resistance. Smoothly. Tightly.
The sensation of her soft folds parting was overwhelming.
Unlike the soft warmth of her mouth, this was the living heat and moist density of her inner walls.
Her insides burned like a furnace, sucking me in.
"Hup…"
I held my breath.
I felt resistance during insertion.
Because I had reached her hymen.
She really was a virgin?
She managed to stay a virgin in Cambodia…? Is that even possible?
Pop—
The thin membrane tore, and hot liquid flowed down my shaft.
The pleasure of deflowering her made my pelvis tremble involuntarily.
Minah braced herself on her uncomfortable leg and threw her head back.
Her neck arched beautifully.
Her empty eyes remained unchanged, but short gasps escaped between her lips.
Squish—
Her ass settled completely, her hot flesh pressing against my thighs.
The completion of our first union.
The moment Minah and I became one.
Her body trembled faintly.
From pain, or from pleasure?
Her hand crawled up to my chest and clutched the hem of my pajamas.
Then she began to move her hips.
It was awkward and slow, but the purpose was clear—up and down.
The stiffness from her injured leg was obvious, but she didn't stop.
Her hot inner walls squeezed my cock tightly.
Wet sounds filled the room.
Minah's breathing grew rough as her entire body radiated heat.
It looked like cracks were forming in her empty gaze.
A mixture of pain, pleasure, and abyssal emptiness.
In that moment, moans and pleasure began to seep from her lips.
Hot sighs and soft, lewd cries.
Only then did I reach out and grab her waist.
Her burning flesh seared my palms.
I felt like I should stop her because it seemed too much for her body, but I was already too deep in.
Minah's movements suddenly grew violent.
She slammed her hips down with unstable rhythm.
The sound of bones and joints grinding came from her injured leg, but she ignored it.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Her insides convulsed like spasms, clamping down on me.
The wet sounds grew louder, and sweat and body heat exploded outward.
Focus seemed to return to her vacant eyes.
The moment the boundary between pain and pleasure collapsed.
I was panting.
My hands gripped her ass hard.
This was pure paradise.
If someone attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, this must be what it felt like.
My body reacted without resistance.
Sympathizing with Minah's desperation, I thrust my hips upward.
"Haaaaang~ Heut!! Heuuuuu!!"
A moan burst from Minah's mouth.
A thick, guttural scream from deep in her throat.
A primal cry of the flesh.
Her movements turned savage.
Ignoring her injured leg, she slammed her entire body down with brutal force.
Her insides convulsed with scorching heat, sucking me in to the very limit.
It felt like my glans was being caught in a whirlwind, drilling deep into her guts.
Then. For the first time, madness flashed in her eyes.
An instinctive flame that tore through the emptiness.
At the same time, she shook her body violently, squeezing, clamping, gripping.
I couldn't hold back any longer.
I grabbed her ass tightly and thrust my hips up with savage force.
The deep, pounding impact pierced through both of us.
Minah's body went rigid.
"Mmmghiiiiiiit!!!"
Her moan exploded, and hot liquid gushed from her inner walls.
Spurt, spurt, spuuuurt!!
Minah's body collapsed heavily onto my chest.
Her legs were twisted at an awkward angle.
Hot, damp breaths hit my neck.
My semen poured violently into her womb.
Spurt, spurt, spurt!
Her pussy squeezed tightly with greedy spasms.
In that moment, the foul thing inside her womb twitched.
"You bastard!! You were waiting for the exact moment I came!"
But there was something it didn't know.
The moment it touched my body, a vengeful spirit would be annihilated by my will.
My glans had pierced through her cervix. Right before it touched the foul entity—
Hiiiiik!!
It flinched in terror and hid itself deep inside again.
If I had been just a little slower, I could have erased it.
"What a funny little shit."
Her insides were still tightly wrapped around my cock.
The hot walls, still twitching from the aftershocks, trembled faintly.
With all tension gone, her full body weight pressed down on me.
I couldn't move.
Only my hand rested on her back.
Her sweat-slicked skin. The irregular beat of her heart.
A pink mixture of semen, love juice, and virgin blood flowed from where we were joined.
Proof of her deflowering.
Saliva and traces of blood stained the corners of her mouth.
Her empty eyes closed.
Like she had fallen into a coma.
Her movements had been driven by unconscious instinct.
Just as Woo Minjung had said, she was the perfect product of brutal training.
But how had she managed to remain a virgin?
And the spirit inside her womb was a type of killing entity.
A yin-energy-filled bastard that tried to steal my vital essence at the moment of ejaculation.
"Arrogant fucker. You dared to aim for my life force?"
I lightly tapped Minah's lower belly.
Down below, she was still hot and wet, very much alive.
My cock hadn't gone soft yet. It throbbed in response to her convulsing inner walls.
A tremor as if trying to push the last drops even deeper.
Minah panted on top of my chest.
Pink fluid trickled down between her thighs.
Her empty eyes stared at the ceiling.
Her vaginal walls contracted rhythmically, milking out the final drop.
Minah slowly turned her head.
Her lips, with her tongue hanging out, groped around near my chest.
A sensation as soft as ice cream.
Slurp, slurp…
She licked me.
Her hot, wet tongue rubbed against my skin.
Saliva and bodily fluids soaked my chest hair.
I had no choice but to surrender to Minah's devotion.
Pinned in place by her weight and the hot pressure below.
With my eyes half-closed, she blindly licked at my skin.
Persistently. Her tongue rubbed around my nipples. The pressure was almost painfully strong.
"This is driving me crazy…"
She suddenly stopped.
She slowly sat up.
Her broken leg made her unstable, but she lifted her hips while my cock was still inside her.
"What? You want more?"
She placed her hands on my chest and looked down at me dangerously.
A faint focus swam in her empty eyes. Saliva and blood stained the corners of her mouth.
Her insides squeezed my cock again.
The hot walls trembled faintly, wringing out more fluids.
"This crazy bitch… she's completely broken. Fine. Let's go until we can't go anymore!"
I grabbed her waist tightly and thrust my hips upward.
Pounding against her cervix, her thighs and ass cheeks shook violently.
Spurt, spurt!!
My cum surged again.
Mind-numbing pleasure.
My cock was milked until my balls were completely empty, pumping out every last drop.
Minah's back arched like a bow once more.
This time, the spirit stayed hidden, holding its breath.
It didn't react to my ejaculation at all, staying deathly silent.
What the hell are you?
Squeeze. Squeeze.
Contractions, squeezes, and languid sighs.
Squeeze. Squeeze again.
The will of her pussy trying to suck everything out of my balls.
How long did she keep squeezing? She didn't stop until no more semen would come out.
I burned white-hot.
It felt similar to my first time in college, when I spent three days and two nights in a motel with a senior and never left the bed.
Finally, her pussy relaxed.
Minah moved her hips unsteadily.
A slow rise as she tried to pull my cock out.
Schlurp!
The hot inner walls peeled away with a wet separation sound.
When it finally came out completely, cold air rushed in.
Fluids stretched like threads before breaking.
Drip, drip, drip—
Hot liquid poured from between her legs, soaking her thighs and the sheets.
Minah dragged her broken leg and collapsed beside me.
She lay next to me, breathing heavily.
Her empty eyes stared at the ceiling, but her body told a different story.
The insides of her thighs trembled faintly.
I watched the scene.
What flowed from me, what flowed from her, the vivid scent of bodily fluids filling the room.
Minah stared blankly at the ceiling as if she had completed her mission.
As if my creampie had been the sole purpose of her existence.
Now, it was time to uncover the true identity of that spirit.
Bonus GIF.
Woo Minjung before the change. Backup.
