Chapter 266
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 266
Mom spoke to Si-woo as if she were calling him out on something she found dissatisfying.
'Huh?'
Si-woo sent a short, one-word text back, questioning her as if to deflect the conversation.
'We agreed to be mother and son here! What kind of son sends something like this to his mother?'
Mom was no longer expressing dissatisfaction about the sex or the contraception in the video and photos, but rather about the fact that Si-woo had broken the rules they had established between them.
'Hehe, maybe I should have shown Seon-ju first?'
Si-woo replied playfully, teasing her with a sly grin.
'Ugh! Why did you even film something like this in the first place? What if a stranger sees it?!'
Mom replied in her usual chatting tone, responding to Si-woo’s words.
'I don't really care if people see it. Hehe. If I’m going to show it, maybe I should charge for it?'
Si-woo answered with a bit of bravado to his worried mother.
'If something like that ever really happens, I’m taking Se-young and running away to live in a foreign country, so you’re on your own!!'
Mom sent the text as if giving Si-woo a warning.
'Didn't we agree that if you ran away abroad, I’d chase you down and make you my wife? I’d actually like that better than living here! Hehe. You want to be my wife?'
Si-woo spoke as if reminding her of a conversation they’d had in a previous chat.
'How could your mother ever be your wife? Just doing this right now is so awkward I could die!'
Mom reacted as if Si-woo’s joke was both uncomfortable and embarrassing.
'You can just think of it as a game! Why wouldn't it work? We’ve already had sex. Earlier, when you were doing it with me, you called me "Honey" just fine, even though Se-young was right there. Hehe.'
Si-woo teased her mischievously, recalling the title "Honey" she had let slip during their intense sex.
'When did I call you that? I was out of my mind because you were being so rough, Si-woo! It just came out by mistake!'
Mom replied, sounding flustered and defensive at Si-woo’s teasing.
'If those words come out by mistake while you're getting hammered by your son's cock, doesn't that mean you were actually thinking it deep down? When those words came out of your mouth, I really thought you’d decided to be my wife. Hehe. Can you do it one more time when we play later?'
Si-woo spoke provocatively, using more explicit language to raise the tension.
'Are you going to keep saying weird things?! -_-^ If you keep this up, I’m not going to reply to your texts anymore!'
Mom spoke to Si-woo as if she were fed up, using her characteristic emoticons.
'Alright, alright. I’m still calling you "Mom" properly here, aren't I?'
Si-woo spoke as if to soothe his mother, who was turning serious.
'I won't tell you to do it right away. But instead, is it okay if I think whatever I want during our session this time?'
Si-woo added the sentence at the end while trying to appease her.
'What?!'
Mom asked back immediately, sounding ready to argue.
'When we have sex in a bit, I’m going to think of myself as your husband. Hehe.'
Si-woo teased and provoked her once again.
Mom didn't reply for a moment, as if she were lost in thought.
Si-woo seemed to thoroughly enjoy exchanging these kinds of jokes as mother and son, rather than in their master-slave relationship.
As he imagined the shame and sense of immorality his mother must be feeling at his mischievous suggestion, Si-woo’s cock swelled so much it felt like it couldn't get any bigger.
Si-woo wrapped his erect cock in Se-young’s damp pink panties.
The pussy fluid from Se-hee Noona and Se-young that was smeared on the panties began to coat Si-woo’s cock as if soaking into it.
Si-woo gripped his penis, wrapped in Se-young’s panties, with one hand and began to stroke it.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!!
The sensation of ecstatic pleasure spread like a vibration as it rubbed against his cock.
With his other hand, Si-woo used his smartphone to film himself masturbating.
A short video, about ten seconds long, was saved to Si-woo’s phone.
Si-woo sent the saved video to Mom.
The number next to the video disappeared, and though some time passed, Mom still didn't reply.
It seemed Mom didn't intend to get angry about Si-woo and Se-young having sex.
She had expressed dissatisfaction about him breaking his promise, but she didn't seem to have any intention of scolding him severely.
Was Mom simply not replying because this kind of conversation with her son was embarrassing?
Or was she being cautious because, as she had mentioned before, she felt like she might never be able to go back to being just a mother and son?
After thinking for a moment, Si-woo touched the call button at the top of the 1:1 chat window with Mom.
Si-woo switched the phone to speakerphone.
The dial tone rang out repeatedly from the smartphone's speaker.
After about five or six rings, the call connected.
Through the speakerphone, he could hear Mom’s uneven breathing.
Mom seemed to be waiting for something for a long time without answering.
"Mom?"
Si-woo called out to her cautiously.
"...Why?"
Mom’s voice finally came through.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
As soon as he heard Mom’s answer, Si-woo began to lightly stroke the cock he was holding.
"I just wanted to hear your voice. What are you doing?"
Si-woo asked, making conversation for the sake of it.
"Getting... ready for bed."
Mom spoke in a labored voice, as if she could hear the sound of Si-woo masturbating.
"But why didn't you answer me just now?"
Si-woo continued to masturbate while questioning her about why she hadn't replied to his text earlier.
"What... what? I... I'm answering you now."
Mom asked back, sounding flustered by Si-woo’s question.
"No, what I asked in the text! When I go down later to do it with you, can I do it while thinking of myself as your husband?"
Si-woo mischievously repeated the question he had asked in the text.
Mom fell silent again, as if troubled.
The only sound echoing loudly in the room was the sound of Si-woo masturbating.
"Mom?"
Si-woo called her, pressing for an answer.
"Sigh! Do whatever you want! Why would I say anything about that?! You... you're going to do whatever you want anyway, so why even bother asking me?"
Mom answered Si-woo as if he were being a nuisance.
"Seon-mi needs to know too. That way, I can really get into the mood while I'm doing it, right? Hehehe."
Si-woo slyly switched from calling her "Mom" to "Seon-mi" and laughed.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
In the brief silence that followed, the sound of Si-woo masturbating could be heard clearly.
"I'm going to the department store with Se-young tomorrow to buy a dog collar... Hmm... I think I need to buy a few more! Haa... Since I already have Mom's... I guess I should buy about five more?"
As he continued to masturbate, Si-woo spoke as if forewarning her that he would be establishing master-slave relationships with the other family members as well.
"One for Seon-ju, one for Su-a... Se-hee's, Se-young's... and even Se-jin's..."
Si-woo recited the names of the family members he intended to make into his slaves.
"Should I buy some contraceptive pills too? We don't know what'll happen with Se-young from now on. Hmm... and I might do it with Mom raw, without a condom."
Continuing his masturbation, Si-woo threw out provocative comments to his mother as if talking to himself.
He had switched back from calling her "Seon-mi" to "Mom."
Mom’s breathing on the other end of the speakerphone became noticeably heavier in response to Si-woo’s words.
"Is that okay?"
Si-woo asked, as if seeking her opinion.
"Haa... If you're going to take the kids to the department store tomorrow morning, you... you need to go to bed early. I'll be tired too if I have to get up and make breakfast tomorrow, so if... if you're going to do it..."
Mom’s voice was heard along with a heated exhale.
Mom didn't answer Si-woo’s question directly, but instead diverted the topic and trailed off.
However, she didn't exactly try to stop him or react negatively to what he was planning to do.
Her words were as good as an affirmation.
Along with a sudden surge of dominant desire, a tingling sensation of impending ejaculation rushed through Si-woo’s penis.
"But Seon-mi, you fucking bitch, are you really trying to act like a mother just because I called you 'Mom' on the phone?!"
Si-woo suddenly acted angry, rebuking her.
Mom’s heavy, almost sobbing breath could be heard through the speaker.
"I'm coming down now, so pull back the blanket and lie straight on the bed! Spread your legs wide! You fucking bitch!"
Si-woo commanded her in a forceful tone.
Instead of answering, Mom let out a breath mixed with a groan, as if her body were trembling.
Si-woo felt a sense of satisfaction at the sound of his mother’s trembling breath.
After finishing the conversation with Mom to his satisfaction, Si-woo pressed the end call button.
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Si-woo stood up from the bed where he had been sitting and walked out of the room.
The hot, uncooled heat from downstairs drifted up, mixing with the night air.
In his hands, Si-woo still held Se-young’s wet panties and his smartphone.
Si-woo’s cock stood firm, ready to violate his mother as a son, as a master, and now, as a husband.
With that massive, erect tool, Si-woo intended to completely overpower his mother tonight and make her his own.
Suppressing his excitement, Si-woo slowly descended the stairs toward the master bedroom, one step at a time.