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🕑 Added 2025-05-17 21:31:58 +0000 UTCEpisode 114: Massage... We Were Just Doing a Massage!
The moment the door opened.
It really felt like my heart dropped.
Who would be opening the door right now?
It could only be Mom.
But what was I doing at that moment?
Having sex with my little sister.
Ah
If I got caught...
Suddenly, my mind flashed forward to the future.
My face on the news.
K University student Kang Hyun-sung, caught raping his sister Kang Mi-hyun, sentenced to prison.
All the countless comments below, hitting me like rotten vegetables thrown at medieval prisoners.
Naturally, I'd be estranged from Mom and end up in a cold prison cell, getting my ass pounded by some burly criminal...
'If I admit it, I'm dead...!'
But, in my misfortune, there was one bit of luck:
We were under the covers.
Even though I was on top of Mi-hyun, pounding her from behind as she lay on her stomach, the blanket hid the direct sex scene...!
'This way, I can probably talk my way out of it...?!'
My frozen brain worked desperately, searching for the faintest hope.
"Kids, hurry up and come eat... huh? What are you doing?"
Mom's voice sounded confused.
Her son, under a blanket, on top of his little sister anyone would think it suspicious.
But in those few tense seconds, my brain squeezed out every ounce of acting skill it had...
I turned my head, put on the calmest, most nonchalant expression I could, and said,
"Huh? Oh~ Mi-hyun said her shoulders hurt."
"Oh... really?"
"Yeah. Want me to give you a massage too, Mom?"
"Ah... no, just come eat."
She seemed a bit flustered, but at my answer, she just tilted her head, closed the door, and left.
As soon as Mom closed the door, I let out the breath I'd been holding.
"Whew... whew... holy shit, that was close..."
My carefully composed face collapsed, and my heart, which had stopped, now pumped blood so hard my head spun.
My body, finally relaxing, wobbled.
When I wiped my forehead, I realized how much cold sweat I'd broken out in just that short time.
"Phew... wow..."
This is what they mean by "my life flashed before my eyes."
As I patted my chest in relief...
Mi-hyun, whose face was red from holding her breath, glared at me as soon as Mom left and started scolding me.
"...Are you crazy? I told you not to do it!"
She couldn't yell because Mom might hear, but she scratched at my face in frustration.
"Sorry... but I think we pulled it off?"
"Pulled it off my ass... I thought my heart was going to stop...!"
"Shh. She might hear us."
"Ugh...! What the hell, because of you!"
I had to calm Mi-hyun down somehow.
"It's fine, it's fine... I don't think Mom knows."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I saw her face she looked a little surprised at first, but when I played it cool, she just acted normal."
"Ugh... I was really scared, you know."
"Yeah. It's okay, dummy."
I patted the shaken Mi-hyun.
'In the end, I didn't get to cum...'
Maybe because I stopped right before finishing, my balls felt heavy.
I know I shouldn't...
"...Wanna keep going?"
"You crazy bastard. Die."
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Clatter, clatter.
Seo Na-yeon closed the door and finished preparing dinner as if nothing had happened...
'No way. No way, right?'
When she opened the door,
She felt something was off.
That awkward tension you feel when you catch someone doing something bad.
A strange smell.
As a veteran slut who'd been fucked by men for years, Seo Na-yeon could instinctively sense that sticky atmosphere.
'No way...?'
For a moment, the thought crossed her mind.
Could they really...?
'No, no way...'
The problem was, the two people she was suspecting were her own twins something that should never happen.
She wanted to trust her son, who spoke so calmly.
Surely not...
Her two children couldn't possibly be having incest. It couldn't be.
She told herself they were probably just giving each other a massage, just like her son said.
"Kids! Hurry up and come out!"
So Seo Na-yeon called her kids to dinner, acting like nothing was wrong.
"Oh, curry."
"I put in lots of meat. Eat up."
"Thank you for the food!"
Her son acting almost brazenly casual.
Her daughter with a slightly red face.
As they ate, Seo Na-yeon kept glancing at their faces.
Her mind was so tangled she couldn't even tell if the food was going in her mouth or her nose.
She couldn't focus at all until the meal was over.
"Thank you for the meal."
"Oh, you're done already?"
"Yeah. I'll do the dishes, Mom."
"No, no, leave it. How was your first class yesterday?"
"It was tough."
"Tough?"
"Yeah. Even in college, my major is all about statistics, so I can't get away from math. The lectures are full of math, it's hard."
"I see. Oh, my poor boy, it must be tough."
Right.
What am I even thinking?
There's no way Mi-hyun and Hyun-sung would do something like that.
My sweet, innocent Hyun-sung.
Seo Na-yeon forced herself to believe it.
Last year, after moving into this officetel from Gwak Young-cheol, she finally had her own room she finally had "privacy."
Back in the studio apartment, she shared everything with her husband Kang Tae-gu and the kids,
but now, after meals, the kids went to their own rooms and she went to hers.
It was a good change, but sometimes she felt a bit lonely, like she was growing distant from her children.
"…Hmm."
And Seo Na-yeon had a high sex drive.
Very, very high.
So high that even after getting fucked by Gwak Young-cheol and other "investors" at work,
she'd come home and spend time alone...
"Haa... haa..."
Touching her clit, getting herself off was a regular thing.
She tried to relieve the loneliness from feeling distant from her kids through habitual masturbation.
But today...
As she masturbated with her legs spread wide,
dirty thoughts kept popping into her head.
Her son, Hyun-sung, and Mi-hyun...
Doing those sorts of
inappropriate things together.
'No way...'
She tried not to suspect, but once the thought entered her mind, her imagination kept running wild.
Especially...
Even as her mother, she had to admit her daughter Mi-hyun was
almost excessively sexually attractive.
Even with her own E-cup breasts, she wasn't usually outdone, but Mi-hyun's were even bigger,
with white skin, a pretty face, and, most of all, eyes full of seductive energy just like her own...
She always worried about men being drawn to Mi-hyun.
But what if...
Even her own brother, Hyun-sung, was drawn to his sister's sex appeal...?
'What am I thinking? No way, not my Hyun-sung.'
Right.
If nothing else,
Kang Hyun-sung was Seo Na-yeon's pride and joy.
With a deadbeat dad...
And, honestly, a mother who was way too lewd,
he'd still grown up so kind and upright.
Mi-hyun was a spitting image of Seo Na-yeon in both looks and personality, but Hyun-sung was different.
Lost in thought, Seo Na-yeon suddenly felt her hand wasn't enough.
She quickly got up, went to her dresser, and pulled out a vibrator hidden under her pile of underwear.
Bzzzz
A miracle of Chinese plastic.
Just touching the vibrating tip to her clit made her moan.
"Mm!"
Her pussy, always wet, was even wetter than usual.
She was just about to cum with the help of her Chinese toy when
Knock knock!
As if for revenge, this time there was a knock at Seo Na-yeon's door.
"Gasp...!"
Startled, she quickly hid the vibrator back in the drawer.
"Mom."
It was her son, Hyun-sung.
"...What is it?"
"Can I come in?"
"Uh... w-wait a second."
She checked herself in the mirror her face was red.
She fanned herself with her hand, cooled off, then opened the door.
"Yeah. What is it?"
"Oh. Earlier, you said you wanted a massage. You've been coming home late, you must be tired."
"A massage?"
"Yeah. Want me to do it like I did for Mi-hyun?"
A massage... huh?
Hyun-sung suddenly offering to give her a massage.
If you looked inside Kang Hyun-sung's head, it wasn't really out of filial piety.
He'd used the "massage" excuse for Mi-hyun, so if he gave Mom the exact same massage, it would make his story more believable she'd think he really was just giving a massage.
That was his shallow motive.
"Really? My Hyun-sung is such a good son~ Then, will you rub my shoulders?"
Having just been suspicious of her son while masturbating, Seo Na-yeon felt both guilty and touched, so she quickly agreed.
'He really is such a thoughtful son how could I suspect him? I'm a bad mom.'
Feeling a little guilty, Seo Na-yeon made a suggestion.
"If you're going to give me a massage, I should give you some allowance."
"No, no, that's not why I'm doing it."
"No, really. I was going to give you some anyway. How about 50,000 won for every 10 minutes you massage me?"
"Heh. Really?"
"Yeah."
Saying that, Seo Na-yeon turned her back to her son without any suspicion.
Wearing only a thin slip and panties.
