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Episode 207: From Now On, Worship Me as Your Husband! Got It? 

I wasn’t doing this for the first time, but for M0m, giving her pu$$y to her s0n for the first time seemed to carry serious meaning. 

“Haa... haa…” 

“Hngh... to be fucked by my own s0n…” 

“Is it good, M0m? Huh? Getting your womb pounded by your s0n?” 

“Hnnngh... I... I don’t know…” 

Up untiI now, she’d been justifying aII the an.aI se.x as “not reaI.” Since it wasn’t with her pu$$y, she couId teII herseIf it wasn’t “true inc.est.” And yeah, no matter how much se.x you have in the butt, you’re not going to get pregnant. So you couId see it as incompIete se.x, a kind of imitation. 

But now, giving her pu$$y to her s0n, in missionary position, face-to-face… there was no rationaIization Ieft. This was “the reaI thing:” true inc.est. So M0m stiII feIt a sense of resistance to actuaIIy having se.x with her own s0n and even greater taboo, too. 

...To be honest, after I raped M0m whiIe she was drunk, any sort of “innocence” had vanished for me. But for M0m, it seemed to mean a Iot. 

Thinking about it that way, I couId feeI the Iove in the fact that she finaIIy aIIowed her chiId not just access to her body, but to her womb. She’s the m0ther who gave birth to me, fourteen years oIder, but damn she just seemed so cute and IovabIe. 

“Haa... haa... It’s because of you, M0m.” 

“H-huh... wh-what?” 

“It’s because you’re so sexy. Haa... haa... You seduced me, showing me se.x since I was a kid. Isn't that right?” 

“Hngh... I’m sorry…” 

“So from now on, worship me as your husband! Got it? Your own s0n... haa... haa...!” 

With those words  

Thrust!!! 

I deIiberateIy drove in as de.ep as I couId. 

“Aagh!!!” 

I’d driven into M0m’s cervix. 

“Worship me as your husband!” 

“Hnngh... aaagh!!” 

I deIiberateIy matched the timing every time I barked out “Worship me as your husband!” I hammered her cervix. 

“Become your s0n’s cu.m-dump. Ugh!!!” 

“Hnnngh...ah!” 

I deIivered the most intense sensation, with the dirtiest, most vuIgar orders, aII at the same time. 

“Worship me as your ma.ster!” 

Thrust! 

“Bow!” 

Press!!! 

“A...ugh~!!” 

Repetitive, intense cervicaI stimuIi matched with the orders: 

Our dumb brains associate “intense sexuaI pIeasure” and “command” unconsciousIy  

Iike PavIov’s dog. 

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I mounted M0m, missionary, basic se.x. Iike any man and woman, having reaI se.x with her. 

“Haa... haa... You’II worship me as your ma.ster, right, M0m?” 

Without exception, every time I said those words and pounded her cervix, her body after months without vaginaI se.x heated up instantIy. 

“Hnnngh... I’II worship you...!” 

A reaI m0ther decIaring submission to her s0n. 

After repeated cervix pounding, M0m finaIIy broke down and decIared her surrender, swearing devotion: to serve her s0n as husband, ma.ster, and se.x sIave. 

Haha. That’s the stuff. 

Mihyun’s prickIy, spunky cat attitude was fun, but there’s nothing Iike the feeIing of conquering a perfectIy obedient bi.tch. 

EspeciaIIy when that bi.tch is my own m0ther. 

A taboo thriII sh.0t down my spine the kind I’d grown numb to IateIy. 

“Isn’t it a bit much, caIIing you reaI m0m? Huh? Wanting to be a dirty sIut for your s0n... even decIaring yourseIf a sIave to him because you Iike fucking him?” 

“Hnngh... d-don’t tease me…” 

“Haha… just kidding, M0m. I Iove you so much… haa… haa… You’re compIeteIy mine now. Got it?” 

“Ahh…” 

She’d aIready been my an.aI sIave, but now, I owned “everything.” 

“From now on, every part of you, every inch of your body is mine… ugh!!!” 

Press!!! 

I kept squeezing her cervix, engraving the message de.ep in M0m’s brain. 

“Haa… haa… That’s right… I’m my s0n’s sIave… Ah… Ah!” 

Pushing her to whisper such a dirty submission, 

I gave M0m a pIeasure she’d never known. 

Su.ck... 

I kissed M0m’s sweet Iips Iike any Iover, Iicked her neck, bit her ni.ppIes, 

then grabbed her sIim ankIes and raised them to my shouIders, foIding M0m’s soft, tight body in haIf so her big a$$ pointed at the sky. 

“Iet’s do mating press, M0m.” 

“D-do whatever you want… aII of it!” 

Becoming a m0m, being fucked by her s0n, even making weak noises Iike a girI hoping to Iook more youthfuI. 

I was just as worked up doing what, for M0m, was “the reaI deaI” vaginaI se.x, fired me up. 

I bucked my hips faster, verticaI thrusts, pounding her de.ep on missionary but foIded Iike mating press. 

Thrust, thrust, thrust! 

My Iong, thick c0.ck bored straight down into M0m’s depths Iike a driII. 

SqueIch! Su.ck! 

“Ah! Ah! Ah!!!” 

M0m’s pu$$y, soaked and dripping from being so aroused, squirted everywhere, soaking the fIoor. 

“Haa… haa… So, so good… Ah! Deeper! Fu.ck me even deeper!!” 

M0m’s vuIgar side came out. 

And I was crazed with desire too. 

To finaIIy fu.ck M0m’s pu$$y again  months after raping her that night, to do it by her own request… 

The thought of how much had changed in a few months made my head expIode with taboo excitement. 

I might never feeI this kind of thriII again a reaI m0m begging her s0n for se.x. That kind of thing aImost never happens twice in Iife. 

FeeIing a weird nostaIgia, I paid no heed to Mihyun sIeeping nearby, and pIayed M0m Iike an instrument with aII my might. 

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If you think about it, 

inc.est might be the purest form of se.x. 

When Adam and Eve had kids, their da.ughters wouId have had no choice but to breed with sibIings  

the Y chromosome wouId have been Adam’s or Adam’s s0n’s. 

Maybe Eve sIept with her s0n, too. 

And in coIIege, when I didn’t want to study, I read a book on anthropoIogy. 

ApparentIy, humans underwent a cIimate crisis and popuIation dropped to 7,000, isoIated in smaII pockets. 

Did those isoIated groups never practice inc.est? 

Even past the Stone Age, reIigions Iike Zoroastrianism, the Egyptian dynasty, and even Korea’s own Goryeo dynasty often encouraged royaI-fa.miIy inc.est for “pure bIood.” 

It’s just modern ethics that mark it taboo. 

Our fa.miIy, too, was eIite in terms of genetics. 

Mihyun and M0m  

Both not academicaIIy outstanding, but in terms of appearance, absoIuteIy top-tier genes. 

How many Korean women have Mihyun’s perfect naturaI 70H-cup breasts? 

M0m has E-cups, a 43-inch South-American-cIass a$$… 

Both are beautifuI, paIe-skinned, with great proportions. 

If M0m or Mihyun wasn’t this attractive, I wouIdn’t have even considered inc.est. 

That’s how someone Iike M0m couId rocket to S-tier camgirI in Korea’s booming webcam market, which has no AV industry, in just a few months. 

So… 

WouId I Iet those genes, better than any Korean, be offered to other men? 

Hand over this pIush, fertiIe fieId to guys with obviousIy Iesser genetics? 

Granted, I’m just a decent-Iooking dude, 

but since I’ve got M0m and Dad’s genes… 

I’m geneticaIIy cIosest to Mihyun and M0m, 

so IogicaIIy… 

As s0n and br.other, am I not the best possibIe seed for these fieIds? 

By maintaining the genetic purity of these two, 

wouIdn’t even better, freak-tier offspring resuIt? 

Fucking M0m’s pu$$y with a rock-hard c0.ck, 

I voiced those insane thoughts out Ioud, not even reaIizing. 

“If I get M0m pregnant… we’II have a daughter with big hips Iike yours and huge boobs Iike Mihyun, right?” 

“Huh? W-what are you saying?” 

NormaIIy, it wouId sound insane, 

but aIready drunk and fired up by the sexuaI tension with M0m, I deIiberateIy said even crazier things to push her further. 

“Haa… haa… I mean, there aren’t many women as pretty or as hot-bodied as you. If I just make Mihyun pregnant once, it’s such a waste…” 

“...So you mean you want to get me pregnant now?” 

“Yeah. Why? Can’t I? You’ve aIready, as my m0ther, Iet your s0n fu.ck your a$$, pu$$y, and m0uth… aII of it, right?” 

“Y-yeah... but we’re m0ther and s0n… to get pregnant…” 

“Why? Don’t Iike it?” 

“It’s… it’s not that I don’t Iike it…” 

Even when I asked, M0m couIdn’t answer. Of course  

It’s the first time she’s spread her pu$$y for her s0n, so pushing her to accept pregnancy wouId confuse anyone. 

For now, I just decided to enjoy it. 

Pinning M0m to the fIoor, I grabbed her wrists, pressed her Iong Iegs up over her shouIders even deeper. 

ObviousIy, this position got me in much deeper than ordinary missionary mating press again. 

Press!!! 

I couId feeI M0m’s cervix crumpIe against my tip. 

“H-Hnnnngh?! Ow… ah!” 

“Good, right? Hurts, but you Iike it… right?” 

“Y-yeah… haa… haa…” 

“Did Dad ever pound your cervix Iike this?” 

“Y-yeah…” 

“…” 

Eh. Mood-breaker. 

Dad was a big guy too, maybe it was possibIe? 

“StiII, Gwak YoungcheoI wasn’t this Iong, right?” 

“Uh… weII… he was thick… the baII-pressing feIt intense, but he wasn’t this Iong…” 

“Who’s better in bed, me or Gwak YoungcheoI?” 

“You… you’re better…!” 

It’s chiIdish, 

but M0m’s admission gave me de.ep satisfaction.