Erika had truly had her fill last night. She and Li Yuan had been entangled from six in the evening until six the next morning—a grueling twelve-hour marathon. Even a "Super Rookie" from Pallet Town would have been worked to the bone by that kind of high-intensity physical labor.
Right now, she was so exhausted she didn't want to lift a single finger. Her lower half felt like it had been subjected to a constant, high-speed assault by a phased thruster until she had nearly lost all sensation. It had been an experience of pure, soul-shaking ecstasy, but it had left her drained.
Erika wanted nothing more than to fall into a death-like slumber and sleep the entire day away, leaving everything else for when she finally opened her eyes again.
However, reality had other plans. One moment she was drifting into a heavy, dreamless sleep, and the next, she felt her body being gently but firmly pushed off her husband's chest. She found herself sliding into the crook of his arm instead.
Then, she felt someone else boldly straddle her husband's still-erect "scepter." This person took her place, immediately engaging in a bout of violent, rhythmic motion.
As the pace quickened, Erika could feel the entire bed shaking violently. The air was filled with the rhythmic clack-clack of bodies colliding and a series of utterly shameless moans. The sounds of "Mmph... ahh~" rang in her ears, sounding almost as if they were being performed specifically for her benefit. It was a display of depravity that made her feel a surge of intense shame.
Seriously, Mother... you just don't know when to stop, do you?
It wasn't enough to seek a forbidden thrill in Erika's own bedroom yesterday; now she had to experience the "taboo" of doing it right in front of her daughter?
If it were just about the forbidden thrill of being "cuckolded" by her mother, Erika might have endured it. But she had been working all night! She had only just caught her breath this morning, and if she didn't get some rest, she felt like she might actually die of exhaustion. Don't you know that waking someone up from a deep sleep is a punchable offense?
Erika was fuming, but she didn't dare "wake up" and tell her mother to get lost. She could only grit her teeth, squeeze her eyes shut, and pretend to be asleep, hoping she could ignore the seismic activity happening inches away.
But she had clearly overestimated her ability to ignore it—and underestimated her mother's determination to taste the forbidden fruit. The bed shook with increasing violence, and the wet, squelching sounds grew so loud they sounded like someone was clapping as hard as they could right next to her ear. Who could sleep through that?
Finally, the sleep-deprived Erika reached her limit. In a fit of rage, she abandoned all pretense. She snapped her eyes open and glared at the "adulterous" pair.
"Mother! Can't you two play somewhere else? Some of us are trying to sleep!"
At her words, Li Yuan, who was in the middle of a particularly intense thrust, looked surprised. Kyoko, however, froze mid-grind. Her tongue, which had been buried in Li Yuan's mouth, pulled out with a long, glistening string of saliva. She turned her head, looking at her daughter with a face full of absolute shock.
Sure enough, Erika was wide awake, staring directly at her mother as she rode Li Yuan. The secret was out; the "filthy" relationship between Kyoko and her son-in-law was now undeniably in the light. Is this where she demands a showdown?
Kyoko opened her mouth, a flicker of panic in her eyes as she searched for a lie to salvage the situation. But she quickly gave up. There was no point in lying. The evidence was everywhere, and Erika had already suspected it for a long time. If the mask was off, then it was off. I love your man, Erika. I love him more than anything.
She stopped pretending. She began to writhe and grind against her lover again, letting out a moan of pleasure right in her daughter's face. "My dear daughter... just endure it for another half hour. Mommy is almost finished~."
Erika was stunned. She had expected her mother to be flustered or ashamed, but Kyoko didn't seem to care at all. It turned out she was the only one losing sleep over this forbidden "threesome" dynamic.
"You still remember I'm your daughter?" Erika grumbled, her voice full of resentment. "Is this how you use your daughter's things?"
"Mommy didn't want it to be like this," Kyoko reminded her, her voice dripping with honeyed lust. "But don't forget, dear—you were the one who arranged for me to be with Li Yuan in the first place. I've fallen as deeply in love with him as you have. Neither of us can turn back now."
If Erika hadn't swapped bathrooms that night, Kyoko would never have become an addict to the boy's "baton." In her mind, her current "debased" state was her daughter's masterpiece. She had developed a dependency, and she wasn't about to let it go just because Erika was awake.
"I regret it! Is that what you want to hear?!" Erika cried out. Her heart was full of bitterness. If she had known that changing bathrooms would lead to this impossible situation, she never would have let Li Yuan near her mother.
"There's no medicine for regret in this world. Accept reality, dear. Isn't it better if we're all happy as a family?" Kyoko pressed her cheek against Li Yuan's chest, looking at her daughter with a gaze full of carnal obsession.
"But... this relationship is wrong!" Erika tried to struggle, her regret deepening. I shouldn't have snapped. Now I have to choose: accept this 'threesome' or lose him.
But the person suggesting the threesome wasn't the little pervert Li Yuan—it was her own refined, elegant mother? How much did Kyoko love this boy that she was willing to share him with her own child?
"Erika, I know this is hard to accept," Kyoko said softly. "But there are no other choices, are there? Or are you willing to walk away from this relationship forever?"
"Why should I leave? If anyone leaves, it should be you!"
"Mommy isn't going anywhere. And Li Yuan wouldn't dream of letting me go. You can't stop us from being together. The only thing you can control is whether you stay or leave."
"I'm not leaving him! I'm the official wife!"
"Then it's settled. We both need him. So stop struggling... and join us~."
Kyoko's voice was like a devil's whisper, chipping away at Erika's defenses. Leave or stay. It was a binary choice, but they shared the same blood. Once a woman in their family fell for a man, they would rather be broken and bruised than let go. There was only one path.
Kyoko knew this. She understood her daughter too well. She was utterly fearless, even choosing to hijack her daughter's willpower. She leaned down and kissed Li Yuan deeply right in front of Erika. Then, she reached out a hand, grabbed Erika's head, and pulled her toward them, forcing her daughter to become part of their "corruption."
Erika watched as her lips drew closer to the two people already lost in a wet, frantic kiss. Her heart was racing with panic, her mind screaming that this was wrong. But she couldn't leave. If she walked away, she was surrendering him to her mother. She would rather be part of this "unhealthy" relationship than lose him entirely.
Driven by a desperate need to hold on, Erika finally allowed her lips to meet theirs. The three of them formed a carnal triangle, their mouths fused together as they swapped spit. Three tongues became entangled in a wet, rhythmic dance of pure sin.
The forbidden sensation of feeling her mother's presence through their shared lover made Erika's face flush a bruised red. It was shameful, but as she began to cooperate and reciprocate, she realized she was trapped.
Slowly, the thrill of the "taboo" burned away Erika's exhaustion. She found herself being swept up by Li Yuan and her mother. Their bodies became a "sandwich" of raw lust. Before long, Erika and Kyoko were clinging to each other as the boy took turns filling them with his "white congee," serving them the most delicious "donburi" (bowl/threesome) imaginable.
The mother and daughter were thoroughly taken and marked by him. To Erika's surprise, the result wasn't despair—it was relief. For years, the secret of her mother "using" her man had been a demon in her heart. Now that it was in the open, even in such a debauched way, the tension was gone. She didn't have to choose between her mother and her man.
They could all be "happy" together. And that was enough.