Chapter 149 - Chapter 146: Episode 144 - Happy Daily Life
Watching Seon-ah stretched out on the bed, fast asleep, I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness knowing my son—my "lover"—was right here by my side.
His face looked so pure and elegant.
He had such a youthful appearance that calling him "baby-faced" didn't even do it justice.
It was hard to believe this child was actually a full-grown adult who had long since left the nest.
The thought of how clean his body looked—as if it hadn't been defiled and violated by countless women—made my desire flare up all over again.
After the intercourse we'd just finished, love juices and semen were plastered all over his snow-white, pristine skin.
My heart grew heavy as I remembered how, when Seon-ah's cock had gone soft and he couldn't produce any more, I'd regained my senses only to realize I'd pushed him to his absolute limit, not even noticing that my own waist had given out.
But it wasn't as if Seon-ah hated it.
The warmth of him holding me tight, even while struggling to catch his breath, and the sensation of his soft arms were still vivid in my mind.
Seeing him act as if he wanted more even while he was struggling, I discovered a side of him I'd never known before.
I felt such deep regret that I'd let the child I raised fall into the hands of other women all this time.
My son, who had almost married Yu-rin, and the time he became a succubus's mate after receiving the Yin Mark from that bitch Miel.
And even the time he became the husband of Sophia, who had stolen my body.
I regretted every single moment I failed to protect him.
But thinking about how I'd conceived Yena by having him ejaculate inside me while Sophia was controlling my body, I realized that Seon-ah and I were already a real "married couple," transcending the relationship of lovers.
Even though our daughter had disappeared at the hands of the Demon King, the mere fact that we had a daughter who carried both our blood was enough to prove we were a "married couple."
I would collect interest on that shameful memory of having my body stolen by Sophia.
Because in exchange for lending her my body, I would take her name.
And I would take Seon-ah back, too.
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The long, drawn-out intercourse.
As the next morning dawned, I started my day by watching Seon-ah open his eyes.
Seeing his eyelids flutter, I couldn't hold back, so I just stared at his face for a moment.
When his eyes opened and met mine, our gazes crossed, and he spoke first.
"Good morning, Sophia."
"Are you feeling alright, Seon-ah?"
'It should be fine to go back to my original way of speaking now... Since we've even shared our bodies, he won't be suspicious anymore...'
Min-ah, calling out to Seon-ah, thought that she no longer needed to imitate Sophia.
However, she had no intention of treating Seon-ah like a son anymore.
Because he was now her husband, replacing Hyeon-tae.
Seon-ah, who had gone from being a son to a husband.
Thinking that I could take responsibility for and safely protect Seon-ah, whom I had worried about so much, I felt like even Hyeon-tae would welcome it.
Convinced that since we had already shared our bodies, he wouldn't think that his mother had violated him, Min-ah decided to be bold.
Seon-ah, not noticing that fact, answered naturally, as if he didn't feel any awkwardness in her tone.
"Yeah... Sophia. You seemed pretty tired yesterday, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. You're the one who went through such a hard time yesterday, Seon-ah... Should I be the one receiving your concern?"
Seon-ah had a look on his face as if he were pondering something.
It was as if he were thinking about which one he was talking about: being violated by Hyun-ah and Shin-ah, or being violated by me.
Seeing Seon-ah look away as if he'd been caught, after I kept staring at him, I became certain of that thought.
Min-ah was already able to know most of what her son was thinking without even using her Sixth Sense enhancement ability, so that certainty was even stronger.
'You cheeky brat... How could you make a comparison like that...'
It felt like something was bubbling up inside my chest.
Come to think of it, it didn't actually make me feel good that he kept calling out "Sophia's" name the moment he opened his eyes.
Although I had stolen "Sophia's" name myself, I hadn't fully accepted it in my heart yet, so every time I was called by that name, my heart would race like this.
It was because I felt a sense of sadness toward Seon-ah for not recognizing me, along with the thought that I might get caught.
The desire for him not to notice, coexisting with the desire for him to notice.
That contradiction was deeply rooted in my heart.
Thinking that I was a hopeless mother the more I thought about it, I wanted to forget it, and I wanted to shut that cheeky mouth of Seon-ah's, so I leaned in and kissed him.
The kisses I used to give him on his cheek when he was young had now changed into a kiss where I stirred inside the mouth of the adult Seon-ah, exchanging saliva.
"Ugh! Mmmph! Slurp! Mmmph!"
The moans coming from our joined mouths were indistinguishable as to whose they were.
Because the sounds from each other's mouths overlapped, it was a kiss where we explored each other's tongues so intensely that if someone were watching from the side, they wouldn't even know who was making the sound.
The moment we pulled away, seeing the transparent thread created by our mixed saliva smeared on our lips, our gazes turned toward each other's eyes as if checking for reactions.
Min-ah felt a hint of something desired in Seon-ah's eyes.
The side of Seon-ah that we, his parents, had found the hardest to see.
That was what was contained in Seon-ah's eyes right now.
When Seon-ah was a child, he almost never begged us, his parents, for anything.
But now, he seemed even less patient than he was in his childhood.
That was the thought I had after seeing Seon-ah's unfocused eyes, as if he were begging to overlap his body with mine after we had just kissed.
Eventually, I laid him out straight—he had been keeping his body naked due to last night's intercourse—and threw off the blanket.
Seon-ah's cock was standing stiffly, as if it had been prepared just for me.
Seeing it standing like this in the morning after being squeezed so hard yesterday, I couldn't hold back anymore.
Unlike the time when he had just turned twenty and I had to focus on foreplay for almost an hour to get Hyeon-tae's to stand, Seon-ah's was standing like this for me.
At the fact that what I had tasted last night had grown so large for me again today, I climbed on top to insert it once more.
As I pushed it into the hole all at once, I felt Seon-ah's waist lift.
Unlike yesterday when I was soaked, I felt a tightness as I put Seon-ah's cock into my pussy, which had less moisture.
The firmness I had felt last night had softened a little.
'Besides, last night... I think he's become even more sensitive because we did it so much...'
Seeing Seon-ah react more and more provocatively, I couldn't hold back.
I lifted my waist and began to grind down indiscriminately to start tasting that cock.
"Hnnngh!"
A sweet moan rang out from Seon-ah's lips.
The cock pulsating rapidly inside me began to spray liquid, twitching as if it were shedding tears, as if it could no longer hold out.
I hadn't even ground down a few times, but his cock, having become so sensitive, couldn't even do its job properly and began pouring out semen, filling up my insides.
"Hah... hah... heu-eugh..."
Perhaps he hadn't fully recovered, but after ejaculating once, Seon-ah was breathing heavily.
'I can't push Seon-ah too hard... To do this to a child who was squeezed so dry last night... I must be crazy...'
"Seon-ah... thank you... let's rest a bit now."
As I thanked Seon-ah for offering his body and having intercourse with me even though his own physical condition hadn't returned to normal, he looked at me with eyes that looked like they were about to roll back, then reached out with trembling arms.
"Hah... hah..."
He seemed to be trying to say something, but it looked like he couldn't speak properly because of his tongue, which was hanging out long.
The action Seon-ah took, reaching out his arms as if expressing his intent with his body, was too shocking for me.
He lifted his trembling arms, grabbed both of my arms, and began to pull them toward his own face.
As I relaxed the strength in my held arms, seeing him look as if he wanted me to touch his face, Seon-ah...
He guided my hands to his neck.
He spread out my palms and pressed them against his neck as if asking me to choke him, and looked at me as if he wanted it.
Seeing him act as if he had done it many times before, my rage boiled over.
It felt like my heart was breaking at the fact that there was a woman who had treated her own son so recklessly.
When I tried to take my hands off Seon-ah's neck, Seon-ah looked at me with an expression of disbelief.
A situation where I was clearly being suspected.
Thinking that I might get caught that I wasn't Sophia, countless thoughts came to mind.
'Should I reveal that I've returned to normal... No... If Seon-ah finds out, he might commit suicide from the shock... What... should I do?'
Seon-ah, who had grabbed my hand, stroked it gently.
And then he began to rub it as if he were performing foreplay.
He rubbed the back of my hand as if begging, and Seon-ah lifted his soft fingers and toyed with my palm.
At that appearance, as if he wanted me to do it quickly, the brakes in my head broke down.
"Haa... haa..."
Eventually, I became aware of the feeling of Seon-ah's skin on his neck sticking to my fingers.
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Seon-ah, whose breath was cut off because I squeezed so hard, seemed to be begging while looking at my eyes, even while choking.
That soft cock that had been inside me began to stand even harder and larger than when I first tasted it today.
As if it were a lie, his cock became as lively as when I violated him last night.
Unconsciously, to squeeze the semen out of the cock that had entered me, I lifted my waist and began to grind down violently.
Even though Seon-ah's face was turning blue, I could no longer maintain my reason.
Seeing this wanton behavior of Seon-ah, I began to violate him again to punish my son.