Chapter 43 – Episode 43 – [Side Story] Jeong in-Ae – Mother’s First Experience
In the darkness, my father’s breathing became increasingly rough.
My father’s thick, large hands were massaging my crotch over his clothes.
The other hand started massaging his chest.
I closed my eyes because I didn’t want to see my father’s excited face, but I couldn’t help the smell of sweat emanating from my body and the smell of alcohol on my rough breath.
For the first time in my life, the man’s hand that touched my place was my father’s.
My miserable life suddenly became sad, and tears flowed from my eyes.
But my father wouldn’t have seen anything like that.
The father looked down at his daughter’s body and kneaded it here and there as if he was looking at a desirable prey.
“Take it off.”
It was my father’s short and coercive command.
I took off all my clothes in the dark. People’s footsteps could occasionally be heard outside the semi-basement window.
Can those people even imagine that this kind of corruption is going on here?
My father watched me take off my clothes, and when I took them off and laid back down, he took off my panties and climbed on top of my body.
I hated the feeling of my skin being sticky from the sweat I shed while working all day.
My father hugged me, touched my entire body with both hands, smelled me, and licked and sucked my neck and face.
The smell of alcohol and spit stained my skin.
Every time his father moved, the feeling of his hardened penis touching his lower abdomen and thighs gave him goosebumps all over his body.
When the foreplay was finally over, my father held the object with one hand and rubbed the entrance of my vagina with the tip to check the position, and then began to push it inside.
It was a man’s penis entering my body for the first time in my life.
Along with the dull pain, I felt a tearing pain as my father’s penis, which had paused for a moment as if caught on something, pushed in strongly again.
“Father, it hurts…”
I cried and said that, but my father didn’t care and moved his waist back and forth mercilessly.
His father was panting and shaking his waist, kneading, sucking, and biting his entire body.
But he didn’t feel the same pleasure he felt when he touched my body while taking a shower alone.
All I remember is the foul smell coming from my father’s body, the sound of panting, the moans and sobs of pain coming out of my mouth, and the pain that felt like my lower body was being split in two.
My father, who had been tormenting me for a while, this time turned me over and pushed me in again.
Even if I changed my posture, the pain was the same.
My father moved his waist as if he was hitting from above, and each time my butt hit his lower abdomen.
It felt like the big, hard club that was filling my insides would burst through his lower abdomen.
My father’s waist became faster, and his genitals began to get hotter.
My excited father grabbed my hair with one hand and held my face with the other hand, shaking his waist like crazy.
And whispered into his ear.
“I’m going to put it in your mouth, so take it all. You know if it gets the blanket dirty, right?”
At that moment, when the fear and tension of what would happen in the future enveloped my body, I felt as if the fire had caught fire and spread from my father’s hot penis into my body.
The fire that filled his lower abdomen spread throughout his body.
His whole body became tense, and he felt short of breath.
It was similar to when I masturbated alone, but the pleasure was several times greater than that.
No, you can’t do this.
I shook my head and tried my best not to be controlled by that feeling.
I felt like I would become so miserable if I felt this way now.
And just as the fireball was about to pass through the back of my neck and finally reach my head, my father flipped my body over with a feeling as if my stomach had burst open.
My father held his penis in one hand and my hair with the other and started waving his penis in front of my face.
“Open your mouth.”
As soon as I heard the command, I reflexively opened my mouth and my father’s penis pushed into my mouth.
I tried to gag at the foul smell, but my father held my head with both hands and stuffed the inside of my mouth.
And then a hot and fishy liquid poured into my mouth.
The dirty liquid spurted out several times, filling the mouth and flowing out of the lips.
“I told you to swallow it.”
At the sound of my father’s angry voice, I suppressed nausea and swallowed the semen.
As soon as I escaped my father’s hand, I ran into the bathroom, grabbed the toilet, and started vomiting.
After crying for a while, I finally came to my senses, washed up, and went back to the room to find my father sleeping naked and snoring.
The next day, my father woke up at the same time as usual and ate the meal I prepared as if nothing had happened.
I wondered if I was too drunk to remember, but my father came home from work that evening and raped me again without any hesitation.
From then on, I became completely my father’s property.
No matter how violent the father was, there was a minimum of courtesy between father and daughter until then.
But from that day on, I became a complete slave.
My father violated my body without even trying.
When my father came home from work, I had to go into the bathroom naked and wash him, and even while eating, if my father ordered me to, I had to get between his legs and suck his penis.
We almost always had sex before going to bed, and we fell asleep naked in my father’s arms.
When his father was at work, he could enjoy freedom, but strangely he never thought of running away.
What I hated most was that my body burned every time I had sex with my father.
I was very resentful of my body and promised myself that I would never feel it this time, but as soon as my father ordered me to take off my clothes, my whole body became hot as if on fire.
But what I hated even more was that my father was seeing right through my insides.
One day, my father violated my body and said this.
“Actually, you’re good too, bitch? Do you think I don’t know? You’re just like your mother. Do you know how I met your mother? It was as the daughter of a widow’s boarding house. Now, a pretty-looking young woman like you is smiling shyly and softly. It was so cute that when it was just the two of us, we just lifted her skirt, ripped off her pants, and started fucking her. After doing it a few more times, she started cumming even when I got on her. So, I have taken care of you and your grandmother for three generations. If you take my seed and have a beautiful daughter who looks like you, I will take care of you too.”
Despite saying that, my father never ejaculated inside me. I wondered if that was my father’s last conscience, but thinking about what happened later, he may have just been bothered by my pregnancy.
One day, after spending several months like my father’s slave, my father came home from work and was met by two companions.
They were men working in the same factory.
One of them was a man named Jeong Tae, who was the same age as my father. I am close with my father and have come to his house several times before.
The other was a young man I had never seen before, in his early thirties. His name was Yunhyeong.
The three of them were already very drunk, their faces were red, and they were reeking of alcohol.
“Oh my, our Inae has become a lady now. She was pretty before, but she’s even prettier.”
As soon as he saw his face, Mr. Jeongtae made a happy noise with his tongue curled and patted my butt.
It was unpleasant, but it wasn’t the first time I had experienced it, so I tried my best to keep a smile on my face, greeted the man, placed the table, placed the drinks first, and prepared the snacks.
Since it was a single room, I didn’t have my own room, so from a young age, when my father brought friends home, I had to wait until the drinking party was over.
Thinking that it was too early to sleep again today, I prepared some snacks and sat down next to my father.
To my right was my father, to my left was Uncle Jeongtae, and across from me was a man named Yunhyeong.
The three of them drank alcohol non-stop, eating and drinking snacks.
I already knew about my father and Uncle Jeong-tae’s drinking habits, but Yunhyeong also seemed to be quite a drinker.
“Since Inae is an adult now, can’t she drink? Why don’t you have a drink?”
Actually, I have never been forced to drink a drink or two in the past, but I don’t really like alcohol.
I could get drunk after just one or two drinks, and I hated that disheveled feeling when I was drunk.
However, when my father’s friends recommended it to me, I had no choice but to accept it because I wanted to have respect as an adult.
Perhaps because it had been a while, I felt like my head was spinning even though I only drank one drink that day.
Even though I felt dizzy, I continued to fill the three men’s glasses.
The three of them were talking loudly about things I didn’t know about.
My ears were hurting from the loud voices of my father and uncle Jeong-tae coming from both sides.
Yunhyeong, who was sitting in front, was also talking, but his eyes were almost always directed at me.
Is it because of the alcohol? He usually didn’t pay attention to the gazes of men looking at me, but for some reason, my heart pounded every time I made eye contact with him.
I tried to act calm and avoid eye contact with him as much as possible.
