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🕑 Added 2025-10-11 23:07:43 +0000 UTCChapter 18: This Is What I Want… Dad…
Father and daughter sit side by side on the bench, quietly sharing a cigarette.
Before long, Yuri’s hand slips into Min-woo’s arm, linking arms.
Min-woo doesn’t seem to mind, staring straight ahead as he exhales smoke.
“Dad, why are you and Mom so close?”
“Huh? You brat… asking pointless questions again? Did you forget what I told you yesterday?”
Yuri flicks her cigarette into the drain, then turns and snuggles into her dad’s arms.
She gently strokes his thigh, her hand sliding deeper and deeper so close to the cock she’s always wanted.
“Hey, what are you doing? You think Dad’s easy?”
“No… not at all… Do you not like it when I do this, Dad? If you don’t, just say so… I’ll stop…”
“You’ve been acting weird lately… This isn’t something you do to your dad… You’re still just a kid…”
“Was what you did to me yesterday something a dad should do? You rubbed it… against me…”
Yuri’s hand, which was stroking his inner thigh, slides in.
A tingling sensation shoots through his cock, swelling to bursting in a second.
“See, Dad… Your body’s honest, even if your words aren’t… Feels good, right?”
“I told you yesterday, you’ll regret this…”
“Dad… what do you think of me?”
“Huh? What kind of question is that? How does a dad think of his daughter?”
“Actually, Dad… I…”
Suddenly, the front door bursts open and Ye-jin appears.
But Yuri’s hand, groping her dad’s inner thigh and crotch, doesn’t move away.
Ye-jin, wearing an apron, stares at them.
“Come in and eat.”
“Yeah, I’ll finish my smoke and come in.”
“Hurry up… the soup’s getting cold.”
Ye-jin heads back inside.
A warm breeze brushes Min-woo’s chest coming from Yuri’s pink lips.
“You’re my daughter… family… I don’t know why you’re doing this, but think it over again…”
“I’ve thought about it thousands of times, Dad… I couldn’t sleep at all last night.”
“Hm… you’re making things really hard for me…”
He lowers his head, meeting Yuri’s eyes at close range.
He feels her hot breath on his face, staring intently.
Her pink lips look delicious.
If I shoved my cock in there…
He swallows without realizing.
“Don’t you have a boyfriend? There are plenty of young guys, not just old farts like me…”
“No, I don’t… and I never will… I just want to live with you forever, Dad, and die that way.”
“You brat… talking about dying in front of your parent? I spoil you too much, and you say anything…”
“Come on… What do you mean by ‘you’ll regret it’? Don’t beat around the bush tell me straight.”
“If you really can’t help it, I’ll set you up with someone. What kind of guy do you want? You like idiots like me?”
“Mm… It’s not about the type I just like you, Dad. I’m not interested in anyone else.”
He quietly takes Yuri’s hand and gently caresses it.
Her soft skin tickles his palm.
She’s wearing so much perfume it almost numbs his nose.
“You say things other dads would be jealous to hear… No wonder there’s a word like ‘daughter-fool.’”
“Hehe… Right? I bet no other daughter thinks about her dad all day like I do…”
“Yeah, having a daughter like you makes this shitty world worth living in…”
“Thank you, Dad, for raising me so well… I’m so happy right now…”
“Enough, let’s go eat… If we keep sitting like this, people will get suspicious…”
“W-wait… Dad.”
As he stands, Yuri grabs his arm and pulls him back down.
He naturally wraps his arm around her slim waist.
Yuri rests her head on his shoulder.
“Dad… can you make time for me?”
“Hm? I’m always home, so it doesn’t matter… Why?”
“I want to go on a date with you, Dad…”
Yuri looks up, locking eyes with her dad.
He sees the burning resolve in her eyes.
He sighs deeply, then speaks.
“Hey, Kang Yuri.”
“Yeah? What’s up, Dad? Why so serious…”
“I’ve told you twice already, but if you keep this up, you’ll really regret it…”
“I’m ready, Dad… I know what ‘regret’ means… I want to do something I’ll regret more than anyone.”
He slides his hand from her waist to her inner thigh.
Yuri’s body flinches and she lets out a faint moan.
He gently tickles the crease where her thigh meets her groin.
“Dad… mm… ha…”
“This is what you want? With Dad? Look me in the eyes and say it…”
“No… That’s not all I want… What I want is… this, Dad…”
Yuri grabs his hand, guiding it to her pussy.
With only a thin layer of fabric between them, his hand meets his daughter’s pussy.
A damp, humid sensation seeps into his fingertips.
“My girl, you’re all grown up… Huh? Playing tricks on your dad… Well, if you insist, I guess I have no choice… Let’s go on a date.”
“R-really? You’ll go on a date with me? Promise?”
“Hey, you think I’m a liar? I always keep my word…”
“Make me regret it, Dad… That’s all I want…”
“Not today I have plans. How about tomorrow?”
“That soon?”
“Yeah, if you don’t want to, forget it.”
“No, I’ll get ready. Let’s go on a date tomorrow.”
“Heh… Fine, I’ll look forward to it… Let’s see if you can really do something you’ll regret with me.”
He stands up slowly.
Yuri stands too, naturally linking arms with him.
Smirking, they head inside together.
In the kitchen, Yun-seo, Ji-young, and Ye-jin are sitting at the table.
Yuri sits and quietly picks up her spoon.
Suddenly, there’s a bang and someone comes running in.
It’s Yuri’s twin sister and real daughter, Yura.
“Hey, Ji-hoon’s sleeping don’t go slamming doors. Be careful.”
“Ugh, fuck, always nagging the moment I come out…”
He suppresses his boiling anger with all his might.
Yuri is as good as fucked now.
Just wait a little longer, you bitch…
I’ll have you moaning under my belly soon.
All you ever learned is how to swear, always cursing…
Yura’s hair is sticking up in the back probably from being pressed into a pillow.
She’s only twenty, and she manages her hair like that in front of a horny incestuous dad?
He pulls out his wallet.
Fuck, no cash.
But once the wallet’s out, he has to see it through.
All the pussies’ eyes are on the wallet.
He squares his shoulders and pulls out a card.
He tosses it in front of Yura.
“Hey, you little brat… What’s with your hair? Go get it done at a salon.”
“Hehe, I can use this however I want? No take-backs?”
“Never seen a brat so happy to be cursed at… Wipe your drool and just eat.”
“Yeah, I’ll shut up and eat, Dad.”
Money really is the best way to handle a pussy.
The brat who just cursed him shuts up with a single card.
It’s got a 100 million won limit, but a twenty-year-old can’t spend it all.
He quietly takes a spoonful of soup.
Damn, Ye-jin made the soup again today…
He considers saying something but just nods at Yun-seo.
She instantly gets the message.
He wolfs down the tasteless meal and stands to leave, when Ji-hoon appears.
There are dark circles under his eyes.
Looks like he didn’t sleep at all.
He must have noticed the signs of sex the moment he entered his room.
Probably jerked off like I used to.
“Didn’t sleep? You don’t look well…”
“I’m fine… I’ll eat and rest a bit.”
Ji-hoon sits at the table, picking at his food while glancing at Yun-seo.
He blatantly checks out his real mom’s body.
Yun-seo leans forward, deliberately showing off her cleavage in her low-cut dress.
Ji-hoon’s eyes are glued to her chest.
The heat from the two of them fills the kitchen.
If they were alone, anything could happen.
He senses that Yun-seo and Ji-hoon are nearing the end of their road.
Just half a day ago, he was worrying about how to get them together…
He didn’t think it would go this smoothly.
He glances at Ji-hoon with pride and heads to the master bedroom.
He tidies up and heads back outside.
“Where are you going, honey?”
“Taking Mom to the pool.”
“Should I come too?”
“Aren’t you doing the dishes?”
“Yura said she’d do them for once.”
“That brat? The sun must be rising in the west… Come on, let’s go together.”
“Okay, give me five minutes to change.”
After eating, Yuri hungrily eyes her dad.
He stares right back, gazing between her legs where her panties are visible.
Yuri spreads her legs a bit, showing him the damp, yellow floral panties covering her pussy.
He quietly reaches out and brushes his hand over her pussy.
A faint moan escapes Yuri’s lips.
Ignoring it, he heads out to the parking lot.
He gets in the car, waits, and soon Ye-jin joins him in the passenger seat.
“What’s with the bag?”
“Oh, I packed a lunch to eat with Mom.”
“What? In that short time? Are you nuts?”
“Hehe… Gotta keep my figure Mom too, and me, if I want to keep doing this…”
Ye-jin opens her bulging bag and shows him the contents.
She called it a lunch, but it’s just some sliced fruit and a swimsuit with accessories.
“Yeah, you need to work that hard if you want to keep up with mother-son incest… Gotta keep taking all that cum…”
“Yeah, the guys just got out of the army they’ll be so strong. Gotta keep from tearing or bursting.”
“Yeah, the first time they’ll do it at least ten times… Might as well let them taste some extra chewy mom-pussy.”
He clears his throat and says “mom” clearly, and a mechanical voice responds as the car starts.
It’s basically next door, so they arrive in ten seconds.
He calls his mom, who comes running out.
She gets in the back seat, and he states their destination.
The car starts, and he reclines the seat.
“You’re coming too?”
“Yes, Mother-in-law… Woo-joo’s getting out too…”
“Yeah, do your best… Not much time left.”
“Yes, I’ll take care of you until the sex… I’ll take over from tomorrow, honey.”
“Yeah, work hard… Keep your pussy and ass clean… Don’t forget to douche.”
The two pussies, about to have mother-son incest, nod at the same time.
They chat the whole way, making crazy bets about whose son’s cock is bigger and who’ll get their ass taken first.
“Hey, after you and Mom have sex, can we swap?”
“Huh? Sure, I was planning on it…”
“Hehe… Okay, Mom, let’s try it together sometime.”
“Huh? Together?”
“Yes, after we have sex, when we’re used to it, let’s get a room and swap side by side.”
“You’re crazy… You’re making me horny while I’m driving…”
“It’s self-driving, who cares? Pull your pants down, I’ll drain you.”
He quietly pulls his pants down and shows his cock to his mom and wife.
He reclines the seat, and his mom sticks out her tongue and shoves it into his mouth.
Ye-jin also swallows his cock to the root in one go.
