Mom Only Favors Oppa's Dick!
"Kids~ Mommy's home~"
The soft, gentle voice of an adult woman echoed from the entrance. It was So Yu-ran, the mother of Hyeonju and Oppa, returning home.
Yu-ran, a woman in her early forties, had raised two children single-handedly. In the past, she'd come home late and been a strict, hysterical mother to her kids. But over the last few months, something major must have changed at her company—whatever it was, she now clocked out sharp at 7 p.m., and her personality had softened into something pliant and sweet. Separately from welcoming this change in her mom, Hyeonju felt a complicated tangle of emotions because Yu-ran seemed to favor Oppa a bit too much.
Yu-ran quickly slipped off her shoes at the entrance and stepped into the living room. Seeing her two lovely children, she broke into a beaming smile and clapped her hands.
"Oh my! You two siblings getting along so well is just the best sight. Looks like you didn't fight while I was gone? I've always worried because you used to bicker all the time, but this is such a relief."
"W-We... weren't g-getting along..♥ I-I'm just... putting up with it as your lil sis... letting Oppa play with my pussy... this is just normal for a sister meat toilet, right?♥"
Hyeonju panted for breath, her words trembling as she desperately denied her mom's words. Being mistaken for getting along with this gross Oppa was something she absolutely couldn't let slide. Moms always jumped to conclusions like that—just seeing siblings close together and assuming they were buddy-buddy. Total nonsense. Right now, Hyeonju was simply spreading her legs for Oppa, who was glued to his porn, letting him grope her pussy freely. Nothing more, no extra favors. This was standard stuff for any household's sister onahole. No room for "close" or "not close" here.
Of course, Oppa's fingers felt so damn good her pussy and hips were shaking, pussy juice gushing out in waterfalls onto the sofa—but that was just physiology. Not her will, so nothing she could do about it. At this point, with her pussy serving as his personal cock worshipper, what was a little shaking?
But this idiot Oppa had no intention of clearing up the misunderstanding—instead, he doubled down.
"Of course, Mom. We're not kids anymore—why would siblings our age fight? Getting along is the best for family, right?"
His shameless words nearly made her puke. What the hell is this bastard saying? Betraying Mom's expectant face wasn't her intention, but she needed to hammer in the harsh reality here. Hyeonju opened her mouth to deliver a icy sarcasm...
"Mmm♥ Oppa so good♥ Love how you play with Hyeonju's pussy like this! My pussy gets all horny and squeals just seeing you now, so you gotta take responsibility and keep playing with it, okay? Or it'll squirt everywhere~?"
Oh crap. She'd forgotten she was in the middle of her pussy getting finger-fucked, half out of her mind. Her horny body, deep in onahole training, blurted out the dumbest, most pathetic begging without her brain's okay. She snapped back too late to correct herself—just then, Oppa pinched her clit with his nail, sending her words right back down her throat.
"See? Isn't she just the cutest? That's the charm of a little sister—super obedient like this. Love it, right?"
"Hehe, I see. What a relief. Looks like Hyeonju's finally got a solid grasp on being a proper sister onahole. I was worried before... But don't get complacent, okay? You know our son has to keep paying attention so Hyeonju can become a top-notch meat toilet, right?"
"Naturally. I'll train Hyeonju up good, so don't worry, Mom."
"Really... Our son is the most reliable guy in the world."
Again, only praising Oppa. She'd used to curse him out just like Hyeonju did, but now she was all-in on favoring him. Hyeonju wasn't that hopeless to need all his special attention. She wanted to voice her complaints, but with her pussy drowning in endless bliss from his fingers, she couldn't muster a single word.
"Hungry, right? Mommy got bossam. I'll prep it quick—let's eat together."
"Sure~"
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Even a sensitive high school girl in the throes of puberty like Hyeonju didn't hate family meals. She actually kinda liked them. A short but precious time to share family bonds. Romantic, in a way.
But...
"Son. Try this one. Doesn't it look delicious? Hehe, say ahh~ Mommy'll pop it right in."
"Sounds good. Ahh~"
"........."
Mom and son. Those two were the family, and daughter Hyeonju felt totally sidelined. She couldn't take it cheerfully. They looked less like mother and son, more like lovers with an age gap. Fine, whatever—Mom was just making up for lost time with Oppa. But ignoring her precious daughter like she didn't exist? That was too much.
And Oppa just lapping it up like a baby bird? Hopeless. Hyeonju targeted the easier mark—Oppa—and spoke up.
"Hey, don't you have hands? Stop making Mom feed you and eat it yourself. What are you, twenty? Embarrassing much?"
But the scolding came from an unexpected source—Mom's angry voice.
"Park Hyeonju! What kind of tone is that? Calling your brother 'hey'? Did I raise you to talk like that?!"
"Eek..."
A reaction worlds apart from how she treated Oppa. She seemed like a different person, but this was closer to Mom's old self—always strict with her kids, sharp as a knife. Things had actually softened a bit compared to before, which was why Hyeonju could even retort.
"B-But! Mom, you only spoil Oppa lately! Isn't that weird? He does nothing and gets treated like gold, while you yell at me all the time! It's unfair!"
"You still don't get what you did wrong... Instead of wallowing in that ridiculous victim mentality, think about serving Oppa's cock one more time. Even without me saying, if you'd sat on his lap and serviced his cock like a good girl, would I have said this? Always ignoring your own behavior and obsessing over feeling hard done by... That's no way to be a good meat toilet!"
"Eek..."
Irrefutable truth. Too true, which made it hurt more. Couldn't Mom cut her daughter some slack? Did she have to be so harsh? Especially when she wasn't with Oppa.
Sensing the mood souring, Oppa stepped in to smooth things over—in his typical way. He slipped fingers into both women's slits, stirring them to calm the tension. The moment his fingers entered, the two melted into sweet moans, naturally spreading their legs and letting their pussies drool.
"Mood got weird all sudden. Why always fighting? Relax at home, yeah? Keep this up, and no cock for your pussies."
"Aaah~♥ Don't wanna, my son~♥ This dumb mommy's sorry. Forgot to think of your feelings and just bickered like trash—pussy bitch must be crazy. Won't happen again, so gimme that cock, sir~"
"My bad too, Oppa♥ Got jealous seeing Mom act all cute with you♡ Won't do it again, so pound Hyeonju's pussy full of cock, 'kay?"
Like nothing happened, the two cooed sweetly at Oppa. Proof again: nothing calmed women like fingering their pussies.
"Good. Got it. I'll trust you this time. Fight again, and no cock for days. Clear?"
Oppa pulled his fingers out. Hyeonju regained her senses, shame flooding in. But she couldn't yell at him—might start another fight with Mom. It wasn't fear of missing his cock. Just didn't wanna fight Mom again. That was all. Definitely.
"Ugh, such a lame reason to kill the vibe. Mom, feed me that bossam over there."
"Hehe, my boy's such a spoiled one? Here, right away~"
Mom smiled like always and picked up the bossam with chopsticks to feed him. But Oppa shook his head, refusing. What stupid stunt now? Hyeonju frowned. Mom blushed pink, though, like she got it—popped the bossam in her own mouth, then kissed Oppa, passing the mushy food tongue-to-tongue.
"Mmm, slurp... Tasted son's lips... Is Mommy's bossam yummy? Mmm...♥"
Hyeonju knew candy kisses or Pepero kisses, but bossam kiss? The mangled pork swapping via tongues looked gross from outside. But the two, kissing like lovers, were lost in their world, ignoring all else.
After a long makeout, they parted with a string of saliva bridging them, gleaming under the lights before snapping.
"Mmm. Mom's mouth-to-mouth rice is the best. Makes me wanna eat more."
"Oh? Want more? Got plenty."
Mom quickly wrapped another, scooted right up to Oppa, hugged him tight with both arms, and dove back in. Clearly, food was just an excuse for more kissing. So blatant. Hyeonju tsked and focused on eating. Midway, her pussy started tingling, so she absentmindedly rubbed her clit for comfort—but everyone did that, right? Nothing weird.
Right?