The Sleepwalker’s Mansion Chapter 51

He swallowed his curses inwardly, lowering the hand that gripped his waist and grabbing the left ankle to lift it up. As the knee rose to waist level and the insertion deepened further, a gasp escaped, and the guy’s wail pitifully scattered into the air.

When the glans, which had been prodding near the colon, was slammed down at a 90-degree angle, the thick glans entered the narrow path of the twisting intestines and finally reached the womb. The guy convulsed his limbs as if seizing.

“Hngh, hwaaang…!”

Taeoh mercilessly pounded the womb with his plump glans, thwack, thwack. The convulsing limbs thrashed relentlessly, like a fish pulled out of water, regardless of his own will.

In contrast to the guy’s thrashing reaction, the inner walls gripping his cock seemed reluctant to let go, clenching tightly and slickly kneading it with a wet, sucking motion. Taeoh was too busy thrusting his cock mindlessly into the hole that quivered around it.

Because he had pounded one spot repeatedly, the mucosa, already swollen to its limit, wrapped around his entire shaft like a dense rice cake, softly squeezing it, and Taeoh felt as if he had fallen into a trance from which he could not escape.

There was one other thing that drove him into that utter trance. It was the erect peak of the firmly risen chest. The purplish nipple, ripened to a crisp firmness, swelled plumply as if urging him to suck it quickly.

The sight of it clenching and squeezing the pounding cock without letting go, while twisting the waist to thrust the swollen nipple teasingly before his eyes, was not just seductive—it was utterly obscene.

“Hoo, you want me to suck it?”

Taeoh leaned his upper body forward and opened his mouth wide against the softly risen chest. The breast, soft and squishy like cotton candy that would melt away the moment it entered his mouth, melted on his tongue, while the firmly ripened nipple stimulated the tiny bumps on the tip of his tongue.

Yubin’s large pectorals, usually toned from exercise, felt firm rather than soft and squishy. Taeoh thought this different sensation was also due to his own rut cycle, but doubts flickered through his mind now and then; however, he pushed them aside, unable to resist the surging lust.

He pursed his lips to roll the fingernail-sized erect nipple inside his mouth and began sucking it with wet smacks, chuu, chu. The saliva pooling in his mouth turned sweetly like milk.

“Ahng! Hngh, eung, hwaang…!”

Taeoh sucked mindlessly on the swollen nipple. Every time he sucked it vigorously, the pressure from the inner walls embracing his cock squeezed his shaft in an indescribably ecstatic way.

“Ah… aang… hng…!”

The faster he sucked the nipple, the more a lewd nasal tone mixed into the guy’s moans, slickly wrapping around his ears. Even the moans had become sweeter. The leg he had been holding wrapped tightly around his own waist as if it had found its place after floating in the air.

The sensation of the leg coiling around his waist like it had found its resting spot ignited the fire of his lust. As he thrust his hips up fiercely in rapid succession, Taeoh felt more acutely than ever that his thick glans was pressing against the womb.

Yubin had wanted him to knot every time they had sex, but Taeoh had refused, thinking it was not yet the right time. But today, a conquering desire surged up to fill the womb with his cock until it burst and scatter his seed inside.

It was an inexplicably uncontrollable urge. Taeoh narrowed his brows, gripped the waist with both hands, and began thrusting his cock in at a 90-degree angle. With the fierce speed of pulling back and slamming in, thwack, thwack, the guy’s limbs shook without mercy.

“Hoo….”

“Ah! Aah! Haeng, eung…!”

The cock shaft, prodding the soaked crevices of the womb and finally forcing its way inside, thwack, split the womb open.

“Hngh, haaang!”

The high-pitched cry spread excitement contagiously. He held the slender body, whose limbs twitched finely in spasms, as if to confine it, and while burying the hot flesh inside the womb, he pounded it wildly until it stung.

Zuzuzubok, the sensation of the womb’s mucosa, stretched to its limit, finally tearing and bursting transmitted from the tip of his glans, and in response, Taeoh’s genitals gradually increased in volume.

The swollen cock pressed and thrust as if to burst the intestines, reaching the thin flesh wall of the womb. The ragged womb, skewered on the meat pillar, lost its original shape, distorting and fluttering on its own.

As the womb, occupied by the meat pillar, desperately clenched and opened repeatedly, Taeoh lifted his hips with a fierce gaze.

“Hwaaang…!”

Thwack, with the sound of piercing through, Taeoh’s motion stopped for a moment, his thighs trembled once, and then semen fully sprayed into the womb. Thick, sticky ejaculate shot endlessly from the plump glans.

“Hooo….”

A hot pleasure that could melt even frozen eyes spread throughout his body. As the womb filled with seed, the sensation of the inner walls faithfully squeezing the cock shaft while gulping down the semen swallow by swallow was indescribably fulfilling.

The inner walls’ clenching, as if trying to wring out the semen, softly ground from the base of the cock to the glans like a massage. After the thunderous climax, the ensuing fullness made Taeoh look down at the slender body intermittently convulsing with dilated pupils.

The body receiving the still spurting semen trembled without end. Because he had pushed it to the limit, it couldn’t even moan and just gulped, gulp for breath; Taeoh grasped the jaw of the guy whose breath was hitching.

“Hoo… Yubin….”

The slender jaw fitting into his palm felt unfamiliar. Only then could Taeoh closely examine the features of the small face held in his hand.

As his mind cleared after ejaculation, his hazy vision gradually lifted. In the slowly sharpening field of view, Yubin’s flashy features were nowhere to be seen. Instead, eyes drawn as if with a thin brush, a neat nose bridge, and red lips imprinted clearly on his retina even in the dim surroundings.

“……?”

A gut feeling that something was wrong raced up his spine like lightning. The hand gripping the jaw trembled uncontrollably. The red lips moved faintly.

“Hngh, ah, Daddy….”

“……!”

The voice that awakened his lust-clouded mind was familiar. Doeon…? His eldest son. Doeon’s voice. At the thinly trembling voice, his entire body froze as if doused with cold water.

“Ah, Daddy….”

He desperately hoped it was a mistake. But the voice that reached him clearly awakened him to the fact that this was not a mistake but reality. The hot breath from the ragged breathing touched the face turning pale blue and scattered. Taeoh exhaled the breath he had been holding back.

“Ha….”

No way.

This couldn’t be happening.

Taeoh rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand as if he couldn’t believe it. In the darkness, the gentle pupils shining like glass beads brimmed with moist tears, gazing up at him imploringly.

“Ah, Daddy…… please….”

Doeon murmured in a thin voice. Taeoh, trying to calm his bewildered feelings, leaned his head down to listen closely to what Doeon was saying, as the unclear voice was hard to make out.

“…make me….”

What on earth was he asking to be made? Taeoh’s straight brows furrowed involuntarily as he focused on the pitiful voice. Doeon murmured in a dazed voice, as if still wandering in a dream.

“Ma, make me pregnant… Daddy….”

“……!”

Taeoh’s eyes filled with shock. Words that could never come from Doeon’s mouth were ringing in his ears. Am I having a terrible nightmare? But as if to prove this was no dream, Doeon blatantly twisted his waist, stimulating the connected part on his own.

“Do, Doeon….”

“Ah, Daddy, more… give me more… cock….”

Squelch, squelch, the semen ejaculated inside was smeared, producing a sticky sound. Taeoh, startled out of his wits by his son’s words, roughly pulled his cock back. Then Doeon snapped his waist up and begged.

“Heek, no, don’t… co, cock…!”

Squelch, the suddenly emptied hole gaped in the shape of the cock, dripping thick semen profusely.

“Ah, Daddy, don’t, don’t pull out… hngh….”

Like a child deprived of candy, Doeon twisted his waist back and forth and burst into tears. What on earth was this? It was utterly impossible to think this was the Doeon he knew. Taeoh, bewildered yet thinking he should first comfort the crying Doeon, pulled him into his embrace. The light body fit snugly into Taeoh’s arms.

“Doeon, shh, don’t cry.”

As he patted the lightly embraced naked body to soothe him, Doeon hunched his shoulders and burrowed into Taeoh’s chest. Taeoh’s gaze clung to the erect nipples blooming like fiery flowers on his chest. The nipples, glistening with saliva, bore the clear traces of how he had sucked them greedily earlier.

“Hngh, I said don’t pull out….”

The whiny tone somehow tickled him unbearably. Even though he had just ejaculated, blood seemed to rush to his cock. Madman. Taeoh was astonished at himself for having just committed an outrageous act and yet feeling positive about it.

“Hngh… hngoo….”

Doeon’s crying gradually subsided, and soon he was breathing evenly, sss, and fell asleep. Taeoh carefully lowered the hand that had been patting his shoulder and secretly let out a long sigh.

What to do.

He had fucked his son.

Taeoh was plunged into anguish. Because last night, he had crossed the line he should never have with his eldest son, Doeon. As he listlessly sipped the potato cream soup topped with croutons for breakfast, Yubin, with a somewhat disheveled face, walked belatedly to the dining table.

“I’m sorry for being late. President. Last night at the alumni gathering, I overdrank, of all things. Once I let loose, I can’t hold back….”

“Alumni gathering?”

“Yes. There was a university alumni gathering last evening. I told you in advance a week ago that I’d be going out that day.”

“…I forgot.”

That night, when he had opened his eyes alone in the darkness, Yubin had been at the alumni gathering. Intoxicated by uncontrollable excitement, he had mistaken his son for Yubin and joined bodies with him. His black pupils, stained with dismay, turned toward the seat where Doeon always sat for meals.

“Is Doeon late?”

At that, Yubin raised his thick brows as if wondering what he was talking about.

“…You ordered him not to leave the room, President.”

“Ah… that’s right.”

Two days ago, he had personally instructed Jeong Taeseok to guard Doeon’s door. Yet last night, how had Doeon entered the master bedroom alone, completely naked? As Taeoh sat lost in thought, Yubin gauged his expression.

“Shall I go fetch Young Master Doeon?”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll go.”

He had to resolve the doubts himself. After confirming last night that Doeon had fallen asleep, Taeoh had fled the master bedroom. Doubting whether he had really held his own son in his arms, he had spent the night sleeplessly, and when dawn broke and he returned to the master bedroom, Doeon’s traces had already vanished cleanly.

Taeoh placed his napkin on the dining table and rose from his seat, stepping onto the stairs leading to the second floor. In contrast to the fresh sunlight pouring in through the arched large window, Taeoh’s heart was unbearably heavy. With each step he took, the debt in his mind piled up.

“President, have you come?”

As expected, Jeong Taeseok stood rigidly guarding in front of Doeon’s door. Where had he been last night?

No way, he too… with my son….

The vile imagination spread endlessly, eroding his mind. Accordingly, a cold voice spat out.

“You, where were you last night?”

Then Jeong Taeseok bowed his head sharply and opened his mouth.

“I’m sorry, President. I went to the hospital to get rut suppressants prescribed by Dr. Kim, but that area was surrounded by militant omega human rights protesters, and I was detained as well; I could only escape the hospital this morning. I tried contacting from the hospital, but I couldn’t reach you, so I was waiting to report after you finished breakfast.”

Taeoh quietly stared into Jeong Taeseok’s eyes. The reddish-brown pupils, conveying loyalty, did not seem to be lying. Last night, he had checked his phone, which had run out of battery. Yubin and Taeseok had left the mansion at the same time. That meant neither Yubin nor Taeseok had been in the mansion last night. Only Doeon and he alone….

Having quickly grasped the situation, Taeoh ordered Jeong Taeseok.

“Step aside for a moment.”

“Yes, President.”

Jeong Taeseok finished a brief bow and vacated the spot in front of the door. Confirming his back as he descended to the first floor, Taeoh let out a short breath and lightly knocked on the door.