Mom Asked Me
Mom asked me. I paused for a moment, wondering what exactly she wanted me to explain. ‘Ah—! The effects of sex. I never told her about that.’ There was only one thing Mom would ask. I recalled what sex with her had done. “I’m not entirely sure, but it seems to have the ability to heal wounds and remove status ailments.” There was definitely a change. Still, it wasn’t clear enough for me to give a definitive answer. “I see. Understood.” Mom didn’t press for details, perhaps because talking about sex so openly made her uncomfortable. We ate the fruit in quiet restraint. The meal ended quickly. I glanced at Mom more than usual before leaning in and pressing my lips to her face. She never refused when it concerned my health. Our tongues met and became one, and as always, I finished by sucking and drinking her milk. ‘Mom’s lust still isn’t fully satisfied.’ I could feel it as my tongue explored her mouth—her body heating up far too quickly. I realized two rounds of sex weren’t enough to quell the desire that had built up inside her. ‘That’s useful information.’ Like the irredeemable son I was, I naturally pictured our next time together. The thought sent a surge of motivation through me. “Mom. Let’s tackle the Tower with full force today too!” I stood up in high spirits and strode ahead. Mom followed, trusting me as she always did.
Some time later. “Can you feel it too, Mom?” While exploring the forest and filling in the map, I stopped and looked back at her. “I don’t know why, but this place feels creepy.” I had sensed the air changing a while ago. The oppressive atmosphere of the forest had grown heavier, and as a healer, Mom seemed especially unsettled by it. “We’re almost at the edge of the forest. Mom, let’s move more carefully from here.” “Yes. Nothing is more important than safety, son.” I nodded and advanced, scanning our surroundings with greater caution. Time passed. Fortunately, even though we had covered a fair portion of the map, no danger appeared. The area received less sunlight, so it was cool, and the heavy air made the mood feel subdued, but nothing else stood out. Perhaps because I was growing used to it, the initial unease gradually faded. “Mom. Let’s rest over there.” I pointed to a spot that offered good cover, and we moved there together to take a break. We were alone in the narrow space, nearly pressed against each other. The scent of her body so close made excitement rise in me. ‘I want to do it. I’m going crazy wanting to do it again.’ The memory of yesterday’s sex with Mom surfaced automatically. I wanted her so badly. My greed set my mind racing until it produced one good idea. “Mom.” I called her, setting the mood. “What is it?” “I think we… need to have sex.” “Why would you say that?” “The air here is strange. I think my condition is getting worse.” I told her that sex seemed to resolve status ailments. That part wasn’t a lie. The claim that my condition was worsening, however, was. “I see. How exactly is it bad?” “It feels off, and I keep getting dizzy.” I made up the dizziness. Mom looked at me with suspicion. I was an expert on Mom. I knew that when lying to her, the key was to act completely confident. I met her eyes without looking away. The title I had activated earlier, The More Terrifying One, boosted my charisma—maybe it would help in a situation like this. “If it’s necessary, then we should. Let’s do it.” “Thanks, Mom.” “We don’t have a choice, do we?” Mom muttered that she was only agreeing because of the circumstances, then lay down on the ground. I was delighted, but I couldn’t let it show, so I kept a serious expression as I pulled down my underwear. My thick cock came free. Mom’s breathing quickened with tension. “Hnn.” Our genitals touched. I immediately looked at Mom in surprise. She noticed my gaze and turned her head away in embarrassment. “Ah, ever since yesterday my body’s become sensitive, so… that’s why.” “There’s nothing wrong with your body, is there?” “I’m a healer. There’s nothing wrong, son.” “That’s a relief.” Mom’s pussy was already wet. The moment my cock touched it, it had been soaked in her fluids—that was why I had looked at her in shock. The thought of entering her again filled me with joy and anticipation. Guilt? Morality? None of that existed. Rather than dwell on such things, my conclusion was always to find a way to do it more. “I’m putting it in.” “…Yes. Go ahead.” I announced it casually, and Mom answered awkwardly. Yet our bodies burned far hotter than our words suggested. I slid in. Mom’s pussy seemed to say that foreplay wasn’t needed, so I pushed straight inside. The hot flesh wrapped around my son’s cock and sucked it in slickly. ‘It feels like Mom’s sucking me in because she wants me.’ Her pussy was drawing her son’s cock deeper. Yesterday she had been too tense to fully enjoy what it could do. Now I felt the thrilling sensation of her inner walls clinging and squeezing, and I was moved. A masterpiece. It wasn’t an expression a son should use for his mother, but those were the words that came to mind. The heat and pressure her pussy provided were nothing short of art. Watching Mom’s expression, I began to move my hips slowly. Squelch. Squelch. “Haaah.” Mom let out a long breath and swallowed her moans. I focused only on moving my hips, savoring the pleasure her pussy gave me. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. The longer I thrust, the harder it became to control my speed. Her pussy’s insane suction pulled me in, so I drove into her with force. “Haaah. Haaah.” It felt incredible. So good that a madness rose in me—the urge to eliminate anything that dared interrupt this moment. Unable to hold back, I pounded into Mom’s pussy as if trying to pierce straight through it. Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! “Haaahng.” When I thrust roughly, Mom spread her legs wider. I was grateful for her cooperation. ‘I want to bite and suck her while I fuck her.’ I reached up, pushed her bra aside, and took her breast into my mouth. My hips never stopped moving. “Ah, ah, aaah.” Mom let out whimpering moans as the stimulation intensified. I swallowed the milk flowing from her nipple and pounded into her like a beast. Our feverish mother-son time continued. Lost in the pleasure, I suddenly regained my senses. ‘I have to pull out right now!’ Miraculously, reason returned just before I came. I yanked my cock out, and the moment it left her, semen erupted. Spurt, spurt, spurt. ‘Whew, that was close.’ Mom hated it when I came inside. If I did, she would stop allowing sex altogether. I praised myself for managing to pull out. “Hah, hah, hah.” Mom was breathing hard, clearly exhausted. I looked at her lovingly—the woman who had given me such immense pleasure. That was when it happened. “Krrk.” ‘What—!’ The afterglow vanished in an instant. Instinct screamed danger. I quickly ducked down, covered Mom’s mouth without hesitation to keep any sound from escaping, and pulled my underwear back on, switching into warrior mode. “We have to stay quiet.” When I whispered, Mom nodded. I released her mouth and lifted my head slightly to scan the surroundings. ‘What the hell is that?!’ A cannibal monkey. It was definitely one of those. But it was huge. Smaller than a human, yet clearly larger than any we had killed so far. The monster’s size made me tense. ‘If it’s grown that much, its strength must be ridiculous.’ Even a slight increase in a beast’s size changed the power it possessed. I watched the monkey, wondering how strong it had become. “Kik, krr.” The monkey wasn’t climbing trees—it was moving along the ground, and unfortunately, it was heading straight toward us. The only saving grace was that there was only one. Mom spotted it too and trembled. On top of their already grotesque cocks, the enlarged monkeys now sported proportionally larger ones. The sight terrified her. I brought my lips to her ear and whispered softly. “It’s coming this way, so I’ll lick your pussy.” Mom nodded immediately and helped by shifting her freshly worn underwear to the side. I extended my tongue and licked her clit. “Hnn.” Mom let out a moan, but it was quiet enough not to worry about. I kept sucking on her clit. ‘That should do it.’ I had licked her pussy and absorbed her fluids in the process. Strengthened, I met Mom’s eyes and gave her a look that said I was ready. ‘This is nerve-wracking.’ We might have to fight. Gripping my axe tightly, I watched the approaching monkey.