Mom's Secret Release
While scouting the area outside the safe zone, I kept worrying about Mom's condition. I've been sucking and licking so hard, yet her desires aren't being relieved at all. Is Mom really okay? Is it fine to just leave her like this? I ejaculated regularly, releasing my semen and easing my sexual urges. Mom was different. Oh Mi-jin, my mother, experienced her body heating up several times a day. But that boiling sensation never found release.
There's no denying Mom gets aroused. Under normal circumstances, that frustration should build up. I'd seen her panties and pussy thoroughly soaked with my own eyes, more than once. It bothered me that Mom stayed in that heated, unrelieved state. What should I do?
After scanning the surroundings, I headed back toward the safe zone, my mind completely occupied with what to do about Mom. I have to check. Even if I'm tired, I need to do this. I'm her son, after all. This concerned Mom, and I was her only son. I decided to check on her condition.
Time passed, and the sun began to set. I ate some fruit for dinner, shared a kissing session with Mom, then spoke up. "Mom, we hunted a lot of monkeys today. Let's not push ourselves and just rest."
"If that's what my son decided, Mom will follow."
The obedient Mom readily accepted my suggestion. I wanted to keep gazing at my lovely mother, but I recalled my firm resolve and announced, "I think I overdid it earlier. I'm tired. We have to explore the forest properly starting tomorrow, so I'll turn in early tonight."
"Do that, son."
Even though the sun was still up, I told Mom I was going to sleep and lay down. I'll watch what you do, Mom. After announcing I was sleeping, I kept my eyes half-open to observe her.
Mom picked the fruit that served as our staple food. She gathered quite a few, set the good ones aside separately, then glanced at me. Why is Mom looking at me? I wondered, but the reason became clear soon enough. Mom walked over to the rock where water flowed, stripped off her clothes, and began showering.
This is new. By now I could see and touch every part of Mom's body—though only inside the tower. Still, watching her shower felt special. More than special. With my eyes half-closed, I watched Mom undress and wash herself. In that moment, I fell even deeper for her. She's breathtakingly beautiful. If she weren't my mother, I might have pounced on her right then.
Mom's skin was so flawless she didn't need makeup to look stunning. Wet with water, her body gained a glossy sheen, blending with the natural surroundings and adding an air of mystery. I drank in every scene of the beautiful, water-drenched Mom without missing a single detail. Naturally, my cock stood up powerfully, showing no sign of going down. I want to wake up and ask her to suck it.
I was entranced by the sight of her freshly washed body. I wanted to pretend to wake up and beg her to suck my cock because it wouldn't go down. But I held back. If a man makes a promise, he has to keep it. Since I'd resolved to watch what Mom would do, I endured and waited.
Why would Mom come to me naked? After finishing her shower, Mom approached me without putting her clothes back on, even though her skin was still damp. I imagined all sorts of lewd scenarios as she came closer. In reality, she simply didn't feel like getting dressed because it was bothersome. Mom hung up the cleanly washed leather bra and panties near me to dry, then used her hand to fan air over her own pussy to dry it. Seeing all of this made it difficult to keep pretending I was asleep. That startled me. Stay calm.
After drying herself, Mom stared intently at my face. I worried she might realize I was awake, but I continued feigning sleep. The naked Mom came right up beside me. My heart pounded, thinking she might ask why I was pretending to sleep. Stay still until the end. When I was little and innocent, Mom would coax a confession out of me with leading questions and I'd spill everything. Not anymore. I was an adult now. I knew that even if I got caught, I had to hold out until the very end.
Ah—it wasn't me she was looking at. Mom hadn't been looking at me. She was staring at her son's erect cock. Technically it was still part of me, but right now it felt like something separate. Mom, having approached me, gazed fixedly at my erect cock. After studying it carefully, she lifted her eyes to check my complexion, then used her fingers to slightly lift my panties. My cock was so large it often strained against the fabric. When the panties lifted, the erection sprang upward, proudly displaying the glans and part of the shaft. Mom stared at her son's exposed cock with an expression that said it was cute. It feels like she's sucking it with her eyes.
Mom had pulled out her son's cock herself and was staring at it. I felt as though her gaze was sucking on it. "Haa. Haa." Mom's breathing grew rough as she looked at her son's cock. She even began caressing her breasts and pussy with her own hands. "Huuu. Huaaa." Her right hand busily rubbed her nipple while her left hand worked her clit. I watched Mom's unfamiliar appearance in a daze. Mom is masturbating.
There was no denying it—this was masturbation. I was shocked to witness Mom pleasuring herself. Of course Mom, as an adult, could masturbate. I knew that, but seeing her do it while staring at her son's cock was what surprised me. I must really be a crazy bastard. Mom was rubbing her breasts and pussy while looking at my cock. Watching her lust, I had a wicked thought. If I made good use of this situation, something might happen—an extremely bad, son's sinister idea.
Why does my head work so well when I'm having these kinds of thoughts? Just as I'd suspected, Mom's sexual desire had piled up because of me, and given the time, she was relieving it through masturbation. Seeing this confirmed with my own eyes, my mind raced at top speed. I knew I should stop this line of thinking, but I couldn't. I'm sorry, Mom. I... really can't stop. I apologized to Mom in my heart. Because I was about to carry out this bad plan.
**
The next day dawned. I spoke energetically. "Mom, let's head out to map the area."
"Okay, son. Mom will trust only you again today."
Mom placed her hand on my shoulder, saying she trusted me. Feeling the warmth transmitted through her touch, I was overcome with guilt. I'm sorry, Mom. But it can't be helped. You're just too beautiful. I was taking advantage of the mother who trusted me. I planned to do the same today, so I felt sorry toward her. Still, I was going to do it. That thought hadn't changed.
"You know that if you just trust me and do what I say, you'll be safe, right?"
"Of course Mom knows that."
"Then that's settled. Follow me."
I led Mom forward, exploring the cannibal monkey forest. The effect is pretty significant. I'd instantly killed over ten monkeys and impaled their corpses on trees. Thanks to that, there were no monkeys nearby. I was glad, but I didn't let my guard down and kept scanning the surroundings. That spot looks good. Though no safe zone appeared, I spotted some bushes that would be easy to hide in and allow us to respond if monkeys showed up. I guided Mom there.
"Mom, let's rest quietly over there."
"Let's do that, son."
Mom and I entered the bushes. It was warm and cozy inside. Naturally, our bodies pressed close together as we hid and rested. Meeting my gaze, Mom quietly closed her eyes. She knew a kiss was coming. I couldn't let this atmosphere slip away. I covered Mom's lips just like that. Chuurp. Chuururup. Chuururup. I kissed her rather passionately. My hands, pulling out her breasts and groping them, were also somewhat rough. Mom didn't say anything about it. I felt happy that the submissive Mom felt like my woman. Now's the time to say it.
Since Mom felt like my woman, I decided to speak while that feeling lasted. "Mom."
"???"
"You know that after we finish kissing, you have to help me masturbate, right?"
"...Yeah. O-of course."
Our bodies were pressed together, so she couldn't possibly miss my erection. Mom wore an expression that asked why I was asking something she already knew. "You also know we have to keep wandering around places where monkeys might suddenly appear, right?"
"Th-that too. But why?"
"We need to practice saving time as well. Don't you agree?"
"...Yeah. I suppose so."
"So how about... we do it at the same time?"
I'd finally said it. My true intention was my own greed, but I presented it to Mom under the pretext of needing to respond quickly. "A-at the same time?"
"Yeah! While we're kissing and I'm drinking your milk—and if needed, swallowing your pussy juices too—if Mom helps me masturbate during that process, we'll save a lot of time. Doing everything separately like we've been doing is too inefficient. You know that in a dangerous place like this, inefficiency means falling behind, right? We have to survive, so let's do it this way."