CHAPTER (04)

Min-ji gently guided Dong-soo into her bedroom, her arm snug around his shoulders.

The closeness felt more intimate than she'd intended, and she could sense his discomfort mixed with an odd urgency.

"Mom, I can walk. My feet are fine," he said, trying to sound casual.

"How can you say that? Lean on me. An injury like this could cause more issues," she replied, her concern evident.

"You're making me nervous," he said, his voice carrying a hint of unease.

"You're tough, aren't you?" she said softly, her hand lingering on his back.

"Yeah, Mom."

Once inside, Min-ji helped him sit on the edge of the bed and went to get the first aid kit.

As she knelt before him to tend to his wound, Dong-soo's eyes roamed over her gown, which was torn in places, exposing more skin than she had intended.

His gaze lingered, filled with desire and calculation.

Despite his pain, he couldn't help but be captivated by her exposed thighs.

Alone in the room, he saw an opportunity.

Initially, he had planned to seduce her after mentally breaking her and setting up a scene with her husband, but now, with her so vulnerable and emotionally invested, he realized he could exploit her care for him immediately.

There was no need for complex plans when he could take advantage of her weakness right now.

"Does it hurt much?" Min-ji asked softly, her fingers gently caressing his skin as she cleaned the wound.

"A bit, Mother,"

Min-ji, her touch tender and deliberate, carefully applied the bandage.

"You need to be more careful, Dong-soo. When you go to school, don't be so reckless. I'd be heartbroken if you got into trouble with the seniors and ended up hurt."

Dong-soo's heart raced as he met her concerned gaze.

"Don't worry, Mother. If he weren't my elder brother, I would have…"

"Oh really? But weren't you the one clinging to me, crying?"

"Mom…"

They didn't notice how quickly time had slipped by, and soon it was ten-thirty PM.

Feeling the pull of exhaustion, Min-ji knew she needed to change. With her son still in the room, she discreetly went to the bathroom.

Soon..She stepped out of the bathroom, the sheer silver gown clinging to her body like a second skin. The barely-there fabric struggled to cover her massive breasts, accentuating their full, inviting shape.

It hugged her narrow waist and full hips, revealing her voluptuous figure with unfiltered intensity. Her long, damp hair cascaded over her shoulders, while her smooth, flawless skin shimmered with a tantalizing glow.

Her graceful neck led to full, inviting lips and eyes that held a gentle, caring warmth. As she moved, the gown shifted and pressed against her skin, highlighting every curve.

When she sat on the edge of the bed, the gown clung tightly, making it clear that while her demeanor was maternal, her body was undeniably designed to be fucked and devoured.

"Dong-soo, let's sleep together," she said softly.

Dong-soo struggled to control his erection and nodded, "Yes, Mother."

As they lay down, Min-ji pulled the covers up, hoping to provide comfort. There was only one blanket since they hadn't unpacked all their things yet, so Dong-soo and she had to share.

The room fell into a deep silence, broken only by their quiet breaths. After a few minutes, Min-ji turned and looked at her son.

"Good night, Dong-soo," .

"Good night, Mom,"

One hour passed, and Min-ji had turned to the other side, leaving her back to Dong-soo. The lights were off completely.

In the darkness, Dong-soo's thoughts grew darker. He could barely restrain himself. Slowly, he moved his arm around Min-ji's waist, his large fingers trailing over her stomach before pulling her closer, pressing his belly against her hips.

His touch was tentative at first, but his grip grew more confident as he began to caress her body.

He slowly started pulling her gown up, his fingers brushing against her thighs, crossing boundaries with every movement.

'I can't believe I'm doing this'

Dong-soo thought, his heart pounding in his chest.

'But I need to feel her, just this once. Even though she's my mother, I can't stop thinking about how badly I want to touch her breasts.'

What Dong-soo didn't realize was that Min-ji, who usually stayed up late watching her favorite drama reruns, rarely fell asleep before midnight.

When she first felt his touch, a mix of emotions surged through her—initially disgust, followed by a disturbing sense of vulnerability and concern for her son.

Her heart sank as his hands roamed over her body. She remained still, desperately trying to mask her awareness.

The feel of his fingers on her skin sent electric shivers through her, and she fought to keep her breathing steady, even as tears threatened to spill from her eyes.

'What have I done to deserve this?' Min-ji thought, her mind racing. 'Have I failed him as a mother? But why does this feel...'

She knew that any reaction—whether a slap or getting up—would shatter their mother-son bond beyond repair.

Dong-soo's hand roamed more boldly now. He slid the straps of Min-ji's gown down her shoulders, exposing her bare skin inch by inch.

As he did, his other hand brushed her fallen hair away, and he pressed his lips to her neck. The contrast of the cool air on her warm flesh made Min-ji shiver.

Despite a brief hesitation, Dong-soo's kisses grew urgent and possessive, as if he were a ravenous animal desperate for what lay before him.

His lips sucked greedily at her shoulder while his hand continued to explore, savoring the smoothness of her skin.

Each touch defiled the purity she had reserved for her husband alone, and the worst part was that it was her own son who was violating her.

'This feels so wrong, but I can't help myself,' Dong-soo thought, a rush of guilt and excitement coursing through him. 'She looks absolutely stunning like this. If only I could fuck her right now... No, I need to hold off..'

With trembling fingers, Dong-soo reached behind her and fumbled with the clasp of her bra beneath her gown. His heart raced as he managed to unhook it, letting the fabric loosen.

Gently, he slid it off her shoulders and down her arms, exposing her breasts beneath the sheer fabric of her gown.

Min-ji desperately wanted to run away, her breath hitching, but she remained still. Her fingers and toes stretched tensely, her teeth gritting.

Above all, she felt humiliated, yet there was an undeniable and confusing sensation of satisfaction she couldn't quite describe.

'Why am I letting him do this?' Min-ji thought, tears welling in her eyes. 'I should stop him, but... it feels so...'

'I must be a failure as a mother if my own son has these twisted thoughts about me.'

'God, why is his hand reaching to my sides?'

'No, Dong-soo, stop it.'

'I am your father's woman...' how can you do this to me?"

The touch of her own son, violating her most private parts, sent waves of conflicting emotions through her, adding to the dark, forbidden nature of the moment.

Soon, he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. His heart pounded as he pressed his body against hers, feeling her chest rise and fall with each breath.

Driven by desperate need, he began kissing her back fiercely, his lips pressing hard against her skin.

His hand roamed freely, no longer caring if she woke up. He inhaled the scent of her shampoo, mixed with the natural warmth of her skin, and tasted the sweet, salty flavor of her back.

He even considered licking her armpits, but she was turned to the side.

'I'm so close to her....can't believe this is happening'

'Damn... do I really want to fuck my mother?'

Unable to hold back any longer, Dong-soo's hands moved eagerly to her breasts. The sheer size and softness of them were almost too much for him. He tried to grasp their fullness, but his fingers couldn't contain them. He groped and kneaded her soft flesh with desperation.

Each touch sent waves of discomfort and confusion through Min-ji's body.

Min-ji felt every move acutely.

The pressure on her sensitive breasts was a plain humiliation.

Her nipples hardened painfully under his touch, and her breathing grew unsteady.

The roughness of his hands contrasted sharply with her smooth skin, amplifying her sense of betrayal and discomfort.

His lips moved roughly across her neck, the sensation of his warm breath and the coarse feel of his kisses heightening her vulnerability.

The combination of Dong-soo's relentless touch and the intimate nature of his actions created a  conflict within Min-ji.

Her body reacted against her will, with involuntary shivers and tense muscles, while her mind struggled with the pain and betrayal of the situation.

The experience left her feeling exposed and deeply conflicted, torn between the intense physical sensations and the emotional anguish of being violated by her own son.

'STOP IT! ... Please....Son..'

Min-ji's breath became shallow and uneven as Dong-soo's touch grew more confident. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, the pleasure mingling with her shame.

'I hate myself for enjoying this,' she thought, her mind awash with conflicting emotions. 'But I can't help it...'

Dong-soo's movements became more deliberate. He used his thumb to gently twist her nipple, eliciting a soft gasp from Min-ji. His own breath was ragged, the thrill of the forbidden overwhelming his senses.

'This is what I've wanted,' Dong-soo thought, a sense of triumph mingling with his guilt. 'But I can't go too far...'

Min-ji, feeling the intense sensations coursing through her body, tried to rationalize her reaction.

'It's just his way of dealing with his emotions,' she thought, her tears mixing with a strange sense of relief.

'If this helps him, maybe... As a mother I should'

At this moment, Dong-soo's cock was rock hard. In the dim light, he saw that her gown was sweaty from his relentless groping, and he didn't believe she was truly asleep.

If she wanted to pretend, he wouldn't mind taking full advantage.

Feeling both guilt and desire, he pulled out his cock from his half pants and pressed it against the line of her hips through her clothes.

As the fabric slid against his tip, he squeezed her breasts even tighter, feeling her soft flesh yield under his rough grip.

'I can't let this go on,'

The hardness of his erection against her backside sent a shockwave through Min-ji's body, further complicating her emotions.

"Mom, I'm so sorry,"

Dong-soo groaned, his voice thick with need.

"You're just too incredible. Your breasts are the biggest and most perfect I've ever seen."

"I know you're not asleep, and even if you were, I'd still have you. Haah... just leave him and come be mine."

"I swear, I'll give you everything you need."

Min-ji's tears flowed freely now, her heart breaking at his words, even as her body responded to his touch.

'How did it come to this?' she thought, overwhelmed guilt and disgust.

'I should have been a better mother... No, it's not my fault. Dong-soo ...you failed to be a better son.'

Dong-soo's hand continued its slow exploration, pressing against her with an undeniable urgency.

Soon, he slipped his massive cock through the side of her panties, feeling the warmth of her core and the soft brush of her pubic hair.

Min-ji's breath quickened, and her distress became palpable.

"This is wrong… stop it, Dong-soo," she said through her tears, realizing she was on the verge of betraying her husband."I'm sorry...honey"

Dong-soo stopped immediately. His intentions were now clear, and he resolved that next time, he would not be the one longing.

Instead, he would make her desire him so intensely that she would beg for his cock. With a heavy heart, he murmured,

"I'm sorry, and I love you, Mother… Adoptive mother."

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To Be Continued...