Chapter 64 – … Do You Wash Together These Days Too?

I was out of my mind.
No, I couldn’t believe it.

My head was still blank at the things that had happened to me, at the sight of my sons and daughters.

“Ah…”

The living room alone was still hot.
The heat seemed to show no sign of going away.

He pinches his cheek, wondering if this is still a dream.

“Ah…”

It hurt.
I felt like I was falling asleep and waking up.

Things I’ve never paid attention to.
However, that is the reality facing me.

I never even imagined that something like this would happen to me, so I was at a loss… So there was nothing I could do.

“Ah…”

Still, the matter was too big for me to remain in a daze like this.
It is of course impossible to pass by pretending not to see.
My first thought was that I had to find out what I could do as a mother.

“Whoa, haaa…”

However, I wasn’t sure if the methods that popped into my head were correct.
Bad discipline… So, I was worried that things might go wrong due to poor education.

However, it is nonsense to say such things to anyone.
… It happened at home, so we have to deal with it at home.

“Ah… What should I do…”

Clearly, there was no way I was the only parent who was worried about this.
Because I had heard that these things were not common without knowing it.
… I never dreamed that it would be my job.

[Sexual relationship between son and daughter]

It was embarrassing to search, but in the end, after several contemplations, we decided to borrow the power of the Internet.
And the posts of various communities appearing below.

“Ah…”

However, it was difficult to find only the information I wanted.
Many stories are messed up and my eyes are disturbed.

At least, most of the articles I read were edited or simply enjoyed as gossip.

Occasionally anonymous comments.
In a big way, the prevailing opinion was that they should be separated from each other unconditionally.

However, even that was all about siblings before and after puberty.
Like this, even after becoming an adult, I couldn’t find stories where the relationship continued.

“Ha…”

Occasionally, there was a strong stance, such as disowning or completely cutting off contact.
However, that doesn’t apply to me at all.

What to do… How do I do it well? .

In the meantime, there was a post that caught my attention.
Eyes naturally go to the article that received the most recommendation and is located at the top.

[I had sex with my stepmom.]

“Wow…”

To summarize a fairly long text, the author says that he has sex with his stepmom periodically.
And the question was whether this was biologically related.

Most of the comment responses say that they are not close relatives.
It was the tone of how it is incestuous that they do not mix a drop of blood.
He was making an issue of moral flaws apart from his close relatives.

“…But still…”

Although he wasn’t born with my belly, he’s the son I’ve raised since I was little… No, it was definitely just my son.
And the daughter and such a son who grew up together were of course brother and sister.

Read the comments carefully.
The nuances were all the same.
And there were also more comments saying that they also had the same experience.

“…Maybe it’s a lie…”

Since it was anonymous, in the end it was unknown.
However, since it was anonymous, these opinions were mainstream.

It just makes my head more complicated.
And no matter how many more posts of the same kind, the reaction was similar.

“Ha…”

It seems like it’s too easy to say because it’s not my job.
If those commenters were themselves in the main text, they would never have been able to say it so easily.

My chest gets tighter.
And in a flash, the son’s face came into my mind.

“Oh, I’m crazy…”

Also, I was just looking for it.
Because there were only really useless thoughts in my head.

…… Still, the hand his kept moving.
My hands keep finding and reading other writings.

“Whoa…”

Sometimes, writings like experiences really warmed my body and my head.
It was similar to the situation in the main text, so I watched it with more immersion.

And mother and daughter, mother and daughter, father and daughter, brother and sister, and even sisters… I read many of the stories without hesitation.

“Haaa…”

At least the people in the comments here didn’t see these things too badly.

Healthy men and women… A man and a woman who are not related by blood….
This is the reason of nature, and there were even people who encouraged it.

Of course, it’s obviously morally wrong, but is it right for me to separate the two in order to correct this… ? No, how can I separate my adult son and daughter?

There was no answer.

“Ha ha, whoa…”

A deep sigh.
The frustration was a feeling that doubled.

“Ah… Really, what should I do… “

However, it is not possible to remain silent like this.
I had to find a way somehow.

So I browsed the site for a while.
It was time to read all these and such articles without hesitation.

[It’s just a moment. It’s curiosity, and it’s just that there was someone right next to me to satisfy that curiosity. When you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, you naturally drift apart. So, you can’t catch children like this. It’s just that it only increases the repulsion.]

“Ah…”

It’s obviously nonsense, but it seems like it again, so I nod my head involuntarily.

[Kids will definitely hide that fact. Instinctively, they know that they shouldn’t do that.]

“… But you did that on the sofa earlier… ?”

I was a little puzzled, but I read a little more.

[Especially, children feel the thrill of doing things secretly at home, away from their parents. It might be better to look at those two and accept them calmly.]

It sounds like it, but I thought it was nonsensical.

“……Gulp.”

And when she recalls the air, the atmosphere, and the time when it was sticky to accept calmly, her head feels pounding.

Still, the tiny relief that comes from not being siblings.
So I don’t know whether to cry or laugh.

“Coldly… As usual… As if it were nothing… “

Now my son and daughter can’t enjoy the thrill, so even in the same space where I am… Three, they said they had sex.

So, it is safe to say that the liver is very swollen.

“…… I get pissed when I think about it.”

Whatever it is… How could I have done that in a place where my mother obviously slept….
Then, when I’m not there, I have no idea what the hell I’m doing.

“… Ha! It’s ridiculous.”

Little disappointment for son and daughter.
And the bathroom where groaning moans begin to flow.

To be honest, I was a little pissed off.
I don’t remember growing up like that….

“Whoa…”

I took a deep breath.
Take heart
It seemed like it would be okay to be a little brazen.

I got up from my seat.
And then he walks towards the bathroom.

Inside, which had become relatively quiet, a small hissing sound echoed.
Voices whispering to each other resound.

Smart-

A little bit angry, so I knock on the door without worrying.

“Is anyone inside?”
“Ah…”
“I’m in a hurry, but mom will go in for a minute!!”

I didn’t wait for an answer.
Because I didn’t know

And the door burst open.
I hoped… It seemed that he didn’t lock the door, was careless, and he hoped to be found out.

“Ahhh!”
“…”

Neither had a single thread on their bodies.
And not only the face, neck, and chest, but also bruise-like marks everywhere you can see.

I tried to straighten my eyes that kept glancing.

“… Do you shower together these days too? Aren’t we on good terms? Anyway, sorry. Mommy will just use the bathroom soon!”

I say it like it’s nothing, like it’s nothing special.
And the two of them hurriedly turned their bodies back with an expression that they had seen something they couldn’t see.

Swish- Swish-

I casually pull down my pants and panties.
And sat on the toilet.

“Heh, heh…”

Hey hey profit—

… To be honest, this was a bit embarrassing.
Still, he comforts himself by saying that I’m better than the two of them naked.

Shaaaaa!

At that time, the hesitant son turned on the water in the sink.
Thanks to that, the sound of me urinating was all drowned out.

“Ha…”

A little bit of the shame that had filled me up.
And now I’m about to finish cleaning up, but for some reason the bottom is a little wet… I felt like my face was flushed red.

“Mi-sorry! Mom, I’ll go out first!”

I was so embarrassed that I got a little wheezing in my throat.
Then, I straightened out my panties and pants and flushed the toilet.

Bang-!

It took strength to close the door.
I was started by the sound and my body trembled.

“Haa… Is this right… ?”

It wasn’t until after I did the work that I realized.
That this is really crazy, not sane.

Again, anger was a problem.
And I cover my face with my hands and feel the heat.

“… Crazy… Why is it getting wet again underneath….”

The stories I read earlier were the problem.
… Honestly, it’s so exciting and weird… It’s true that I felt that way a little bit.

“… Now I don’t know… Ahhhhh….”

Go back to the sofa
And it’s a belated concern, but it seemed that it would be difficult for some reason to see the faces of the son and daughter again.