Chapter 36: A Long-Awaited Bath with My Son Feels Extra Special
It had been ages since they'd bathed together, and it felt truly special. After quite a long journey, Oppa and Yu-ran finally made it home.
"Whoa, that took forever. It really drags when I'm heading back with you or Hyeonju. Heh, not that I'm complaining or anything."
"Heehee, you little rascal. Isn't it because you keep fiddling with Mommy's pussy that it takes so long?"
Yu-ran teasingly scolded her son, though of course she didn't mean it. As long as he enjoyed playing with her pussy, she couldn't care less how long the walk home took. In fact, she rather relished the chance to show off their close bond to the neighbors—it made these moments feel quite rewarding.
"Guess I used up a lot of energy today? I'm feeling kinda beat. Gotta wash up quick."
"Oh? Heehee, then while you're bathing, Mommy can get dinner ready?"
Hyeonju still wasn't home yet. She needed to prep so they could all eat together when she arrived.
But Oppa grabbed Yu-ran's waist with a sly grin. "Nah, let's go in together today. I've been making Hyeonju handle bath duty lately, but I wanna bathe with you. Dinner? We can just order something. Tell 'em to deliver around when Hyeonju gets here, and you come bathe with me."
"Oh my, you... Getting into the habit of ordering takeout isn't the best..."
Her words sounded hesitant, but there was no resistance in her body as she let him pull her along. Clearly, Yu-ran wanted to bathe with her son too. A harmonious family washing each other in the same tub—what could be more ideal?
"Come to think of it, your scent's been getting stronger lately, son. I've been meaning to check if you're washing properly."
"Heh, yeah? So you hate my smell?"
It was a cheeky question. Yu-ran nuzzled her face into his neck, cooing affectionately. "As if. Mommy loves everything that comes from you, no matter what it is. I'm just worried about your hygiene, that's all. Okay?"
So she said. In any case, bathing together was now decided. A mother couldn't refuse her son's request, after all—only natural.
The family bathroom was ridiculously spacious. For an ordinary home, it was so vast it raised physics-defying questions. Yu-ran, having lived there forever, felt no strangeness about it. At most, she'd think, Huh, the bathroom feels even bigger lately. Of course, it wasn't like some movie or game where rooms expanded on their own—just her imagination.
Oppa strode in, stripped boldly, and hopped into the tub. His mother followed, her body modestly wrapped in a bath towel.
"Why's Mom covering up with a towel?"
"Um... Feels kinda embarrassing... Can't I?"
She'd strip naked in front of him anytime, even dance her pussy in public if he asked—yet showing her bare body in the bath was shy? Her logic was hard to grasp.
But, "Covering up like that is kinda hot. Approved. Keep it on."
Oppa had his own reasoning. Like mother, like son, in a way?
Yu-ran and Oppa sank into the steaming bathwater. The perfect temperature melted away their fatigue, toasting their bodies just right. Even Yu-ran, who looked young but was actually quite mature, and Oppa, barely in his twenties, both let out elderly groans of relief as tension ebbed away.
"Ahh, perfect. The best. Who knew you could install a top-tier hot spring right in a family home? The alteration app's uses are endless. A godsend, really."
Oppa muttered something cryptic, but it was par for the course—she ignored it as usual.
The tub was huge, yet Oppa and Yu-ran clung tight, inseparable. Like they'd always been one. What a waste of space, but nothing could come between a mother and son's love.
Oppa threw himself onto her soft body, burying his face in her voluptuous breasts. Despite her age, they retained perfect firmness, enveloping his face in cozy curves. He pressed his nose in, sniffing her skin deeply.
"Haa... Bet I smelled this every day as a kid. Still do, but damn, missing out on this for so long was half my life wasted."
"Oh my, heeheehee. Did my big boy turn into a baby again? Sniffing Mommy's tits so eagerly... All you'll get is bath salts, you know."
"Doesn't matter what it smells like. What matters is what I'm smelling."
With that, he tickled her side with his finger. Her skin quivered in response, making him chuckle as he licked her neck.
"Hey, cut it out. You know Mommy's super ticklish."
"That's why I'm doing it. Feels good, right?"
Like a perverted old man, he wiggled his fingers over her sides and thighs—more playful than sexual. Yu-ran took it as cute mischief, giggling and splashing as she pretended to dodge his hands. Forgetting he was a full-grown adult, it was the picture of a sweet mother-son duo. Even including their ages, really.
"You rascal. I said stop... Your turn!"
After fending off his assault, Mom went on the offensive. Yu-ran poked his chest buttons one by one with her fingers. Each jab drew an "Ah~!" in a cute, whiny voice, his body arching back before losing balance and dunking underwater. His seaweed-like hair popped up as he whined at her.
"Hey, Mom! I haven't even hit your nipples yet—talk about a cheap nipple poke!"
"What are you talking about? Mommy's never heard of any such rule."
Yu-ran shrugged innocently, turning away with feigned ignorance. The iron lady who was strict as steel at work shed all her personas around her son, turning into a playful kid. She loved these moments.
"...Oh...♥"
Then her eyes caught his cock submerged in the water. Towering skyward like a proud shark eyeing her womb, it was a far cry from the little thing she'd seen in his childhood—a perfect gauge of how gloriously he'd grown in her absence.
"Son~♥ Baby, why's your cock so stiff right now? Isn't this bath time?"
"Heh, why play dumb? You poked my buttons, so it reacted. All your fault. Plus, that wet towel clinging to you is turning me on big time. Wanna use your pussy right now."
"You just used Mommy's pussy a bit ago... My son never knows satisfaction."
Truth was, Yu-ran had never seen him truly wilt. Even after using her pussy all day, that steel-hard cock never flagged—worlds apart from his father. Her late husband, who'd passed soon after Hyeonju's birth, hadn't been very lusty. How'd her son turn out so potent? The mysteries of genes...
Of course, she loved it. It just proved how manly and amazing he was. If his raging erection was her doing, it was only right she handle it personally.
"Hold on a sec."
Yu-ran stepped out, laid down a mat from the bathroom supplies, and slathered lotion, soap, and body wash over her hands, breasts, and belly with care. Then she beckoned him over to the mat.
"Mommy'll wash you herself, son~"