Sweet Night
Mom came in wearing seductive lingerie, trailing a fragrant scent behind her.
A black lace bra with straps that traced over her full breasts, and black panties below that left plenty of bare skin on display. The seat of them was silk—beautiful underwear that hugged every curve.
Without meaning to, I slipped into appreciation mode, just watching her.
"I'm sorry, Master. It took a little longer than I thought to dry my hair."
She brushed her hair back as she spoke, and there was a new ease about her that hadn't been there before.
Could a person really change this much?
I stared at her, dazed. Her wavy black hair spilled over her chest, revealing a figure that could have belonged to a model.
"Mom… you're beautiful."
"Thank you, Master."
Then she noticed the wet spot she had left earlier.
"Should I clean this up now?"
"Leave it. Come up here."
"Yes, Master."
The words were similar, but the feeling was completely different. There was a mental submission in the way she moved now, as if she had truly yielded.
We didn't have sex right away. We just lay side by side on the bed and talked.
"I want to touch your breasts, Mom."
Without a word she unhooked her bra and freed them. The areolas were a perfect size, the nipples still standing hard.
I kneaded them gently.
"Mmmn~"
A soft, pleased moan from her.
"What did you mean earlier, when you said it was your last time as Mom?"
The words she had spoken through tears kept nagging at me, so I asked.
"Because I think I'll be staying by your side as a slave now, not as a mother… How can I play a mother's role when I'm chasing pleasure with my son's cock buried inside me?"
"I don't really know either. I like that you're my slave, but part of me still wants you to be my real mom."
"I don't have the right to be a mother anymore."
"You don't have the right, but if I order you to act like one, you will."
"I suppose I will, won't I?"
She looked at me as if she found me adorable.
"You're still so young, Mom. Now that I'm getting used to this, I can see the old you again."
"I did take care of myself pretty diligently. Lived hard, too."
"You're a slave, but I want you to act like Mom sometimes."
Her eyes went round as she stared at me.
"What do you mean?"
"When we're out walking around or somewhere public, you can't exactly call me Master, can you? So when that happens, act like my mom."
"If that's what Master wants…"
"Having Mom cook for me, eating together, knowing someone's home—it's nice."
She just smiled without answering. Her manner had softened, the way a woman treats a lover.
"Can I kiss you, Mom?"
"Yes… I'd like that."
The kiss was shy and a little clumsy, but sweet.
Churp… chu… churrup… lick… churp…
We kissed deeply.
"Are you wet, Mom?"
"Yes. I'm wet."
Completely honest, no lies.
"Then shall we do it again?"
"Yes, Master."
"Do you want to?"
"…I want to♡"
There was no need to hide anything anymore. The lewd look returned to her face.
She stroked my cheek with her hand.
I slid my own hand down between her legs and pushed my fingers in.
She parted her thighs a little so I could touch her easily.
Schlick—
She was already so wet that a sticky sound rose from the valley between her legs the moment she opened them.
As expected, her crotch was thoroughly soaked.
"Wow… you're dripping."
I pressed firmly against her pussy through the panties.
"Ahhng♡"
A moan of pure pleasure.
Then her warm, slender, soft fingers found the hard cock standing rigid inside my pants.
Feeling her touch, I slipped my fingers under the fabric of her panties and began to work them inside her.
I stroked through her pubic hair, then gently slid a finger into the slick cleft.
"Ahn… nngh…!"
As if teaching me exactly where her sweet spots were, she started moaning freely every time I brushed something sensitive.
"Who knew you were such a filthy slut."
"I only became the woman Master wanted me to be."
She was like a succubus.
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
"Haah! Aang…! …Mmm…"
I focused on the weak spot I had discovered earlier, rubbing it relentlessly. The reaction came immediately. I kept circling her clit with my thumb while I stimulated her.
The moment I lightly bit her nipple between my teeth, her body went rigid and began to tremble.
"You can moan as loud as you want, Mijeong."
I whispered the sweet words right against her ear.
Maybe it was hearing her name—she started convulsing in little spasms and curling forward. Even so, she never let go of my cock, holding it lovingly the whole time.
"Already… going after my sensitive spots… haaah nngh…"
She kissed me roughly.
Chup… churp… churrup… churrr…
Tongues tangled as we devoured each other without restraint—nothing like a mother and son.
She unhooked her bra, peeled off the soaked panties, and waited for the next order.
"I'm going to fuck you now. Get on your hands and knees."
"Yes, Master♡"
She set the panties aside, knelt on the bed, and swayed her hips invitingly.
Seeing how completely she had abandoned herself, I decided to discipline her a little.
I picked up her wet panties and brought them to my nose.
Sssip~ haah…
The sweet scent of body wash mixed with the warm smell of her skin, turning filthy and erotic. Even the scent of her juices smelled fresh and clean.
Then I stuffed the panties into her mouth.
"Mmph…!"
She flinched in surprise, but opened her lips and took them.
"Now you can make as much noise as you want. Everyone here is my sex slave anyway."
After whispering that against her ear, I rubbed the head of my cock along the outer lips of her pussy from behind.
"Uuung…! Ah-mmph-mmph…!"
She was already crying out. Her clit dragged against me and fresh juices coated my cock completely. The overflow ran down her thighs.
I swept a finger up her thigh and tasted it.
Slightly tart, but sweet.
Every time I stroked upward she jerked like she was going mad. She kept trembling all over.
"Euyat~!"
I drove my fully ready cock all the way into her cunt.
"Eup… eup-eup… nngh…!"
I started a hard reverse piston.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
Every stroke sent her juices flying, soaking the sheets.
Slap— slap—
I admired her firm ass and the large breasts swaying beneath her, then brought my palm down hard on her cheeks.
Her pussy walls gripped me like a puzzle locking into place, squeezing tight.
"What a famous cunt my mom has… Men must have died for this."
"Eup…! Eup…! Eup…! Eup…!"
Rhythmic moans with every thrust.
I angled the tip to drag and jab at the weak spot I had found earlier.
"Uuuuup~!!!!!!!!"
Her face turned skyward the same way it had before, her whole body convulsing wildly. Even with me still buried inside her, some unknown liquid kept pouring out around my cock.
"The sheets are soaked."
I slapped her panting ass hard.
Smack—
"A-eup~!!!!"
She screamed freely. Still diligently holding the panties in her mouth.
"Paha…! Haah… haah…"
When I pulled them free she gasped for air.
"Now they're even filthier with your drool, Mom."
"Haaaah… Master…"
After several orgasms she looked up at me with the eyes of a lovesick bitch. Spit ran from her mouth; she was still drowning in the afterglow and couldn't come back down.
"What do you think a slave's duty is?"
"To… satisfy M-Master… I have to…"
She recited it like she was high.
"But I still haven't come, you fucking bitch!"
Slap—
"Hiiik…!!!!! I-I'm sorry!!!"
I kept slamming into her cunt.
Squish. Squish. Squish. Squish.
The wet sounds had grown even more obscene, like water being churned. Fluids of unknown origin flew everywhere.
"Ah… still… coming…"
She had climaxed only moments ago, yet every thrust made her hips bounce up and down as if she were orgasming again.
"A slave has to fulfill her duty… you filthy whore…!!!!!!"
"Y-yes that's riiiight…!!!"
Brrrrrrr… brrrr… brrt… brrt! …brrt! …brrt…! …! …brrt…!
I poured every last drop of built-up lust into her womb in a massive load.
We came at the same time.
She shuddered, then stayed perfectly still, waiting for my cock to slide free.
Pop!
Even after I pulled out, the hole stayed stretched open in the shape of my cock, twitching.
"From now on this pussy is mine alone. Got it? No one else gets to have it."
It was obvious, but I wanted to hear her say it.
"Yeheeh… my pussy is… Master's…"
"Clean it."
"Yes… Master."
She crawled to where I stood at the edge of the bed and began sucking my cock clean.
"Churrup… still… hard… so healthy… haup"
Even after she finished cleaning she kept sucking.
"Want to eat cum?"
"Yeees… give me… your cum…"
She rubbed her overflowing pussy with her fingers while she worked my cock. Earlier she had said it tasted bad, yet now she was this greedy for it…
My cock, still hypersensitive from her cunt, came again inside the warm heat of her mouth.
Brrt… brrr… brrk
Less than before, but she swallowed every drop without hesitation—gulp, gulp.
"From now on open your mouth, show me, then swallow."
"Yes… Master…"
Cum continued to drip from her pussy.
"Put those panties back on."
"…These…?"
"Yeah. Those. Put them back on."
The panties, already soaked with her spit and juices, kept dripping even while she held them.
She understood exactly what I wanted and stepped into the wet fabric right there.
"A lot of cum spilled here."
I scooped the semen she had left on the sheets into my palm and stuffed it down into her panties.
"This is… so dirty… if you do this much… I might get pregnant…"
She stared down at her ruined pussy with hazy, aroused eyes. Sticky threads of cum and other fluids stretched like spiderwebs between the panties and her folds.
"Changing the sheets is a pain. Let's just sleep like this."
"Yeheeh…"
She set her bra on the floor, pulled the blanket over, and lay down on the soaked mattress. Then she held the covers open for me and waited.
I slipped in naked and kneaded her breasts.
The air conditioner was on, but it would take time to cool the heat still thick in the room.
We fell asleep on those wet sheets.