Chapter 279 (Mom)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 279 (Mom)
In the changing room, thick with the scent of Si-woo’s semen, Mom was likely drowning in a humiliating sense of arousal as she watched him masturbate.
Si-woo slowly slid open the opaque glass door that separated the shower room from the changing area.
As the door that had hidden them from each other gradually opened, they were revealed to one another.
Mom was kneeling on the floor, clutching Se-young’s panties—which were now splattered with Si-woo’s semen—in her hands.
She looked intoxicated, as if drugged by the smell of his semen and the sounds of his masturbation that had echoed from the shower.
The mother who had been nagging Si-woo via text just moments ago was gone without a trace.
In her place was merely a female slave, kneeling low in submission before a powerful male.
Si-woo, his body covered in shampoo and soap suds, approached her while stroking his massive penis up and down.
Water and foam dripped from him, making a mess of the changing room floor, but Mom couldn't bring herself to say a single word.
"Look at this... As soon as I saw you cleaning up the semen I left behind, it got hard all over again!"
As if proving that the words he’d joked about earlier were true, Si-woo spoke while swaying his rock-hard penis right in front of Mom’s face.
Mom didn't answer. She remained on both knees, her eyes vacant and unfocused as she stared at Si-woo’s cock.
Beyond the screen at the entrance of the changing room, which connected to the living room, the sound of Se-young humming while preparing breakfast drifted in.
In reality, the changing room was practically open to the rest of the house, save for that flimsy temporary screen.
Mom looked back at the entrance toward the screen, appearing slightly startled.
She seemed to struggle with herself for a moment, but then, as if resigned, she let out a long sigh and returned her gaze to Si-woo’s erect penis.
"Yesterday, you were clinging to me and screaming 'Honey' like you were going to lose your mind!"
Si-woo stepped closer, thrusting his fully erect penis right into Mom’s face.
Mom’s ragged breath brushed against the cock held before her.
"Look how swollen my head is! How could you hit your husband’s head like that, no matter what?"
Si-woo spoke as if reprimanding her for what had happened in the living room.
Mom didn't reply, her breathing only growing heavier.
Like someone caught in a binding spell, she remained kneeling, her eyes fixed solely on Si-woo’s cock.
The only sound she seemed capable of making was the rough, heavy panting escaping her lips.
Around her neck, she still wore the necklace Si-woo had put on her the day before.
Si-woo reached out and pulled the red leash that had been tucked inside her clothes.
He pulled the leash taut, forcing Mom to lean her body forward slightly.
Through the leash, Si-woo could feel a faint trembling vibrating through her body.
Maintaining a flushed expression and a humiliating posture that a mother should never show her son, her body began to heat up.
* * *
The heavy mass of flesh was being shaken violently up and down by Si-woo’s hand.
Thud! Thud! Thu-thud! Slap!
At some point, the tip of that massive, heavy cock began to strike Mom’s face.
As if on purpose, Si-woo’s penis moved down her face, hitting her forehead, the space between her eyebrows, her eyelids, the bridge of her nose, and her cheekbones.
Mom did not dodge the penis striking her face.
At any moment, she could have stood up, scolded him, or given him a flick on the forehead to end this situation easily, just as she had before...
And yet, Mom only flinched and recoiled, suppressing her breath every time his cock collided with her face.
Each time she shrunk back in arousal, her head dropped lower.
"Keep your head up! Mom!"
Si-woo stopped shaking his penis and commanded her, pressing the shaft firmly against her forehead.
—He made sure not to forget to address her properly as "Mom."—
"Haa..."
Mom didn't answer, but she glanced up at Si-woo with clouded eyes, exhaling a ragged breath.
This time, her hot breath tickled Si-woo’s testicles.
A tingling sensation of pleasure spread instantly from his scrotum to the back of his neck and his earlobes.
"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."
Si-woo gave the bold instruction while looking down at Mom’s flushed, dazed face.
Mom’s eyes fluttered shut as if in shame.
But in contrast to her closing eyes, her lips slowly parted according to Si-woo’s command.
Then, her tongue emerged.
Her red, glistening tongue stretched out until it was almost touching Si-woo’s testicles.
Si-woo looked down at her face, maintaining a hair-thin gap between his scrotum and her tongue.
Mom’s expression was blurring, as if she were surrendering to her sexual desire.
Si-woo began to gently rub the penis he had been pressing against her face from side to side.
The texture and contours of Mom’s facial skin rubbing against the shaft created a fresh wave of pleasure for Si-woo.
As the shaft rubbed against her face, Si-woo’s swaying testicles repeatedly brushed against Mom’s wet tongue before pulling away.
The strangely tingling sensation of touching and then leaving her tongue seemed to fill Si-woo’s spine with an even deeper, cozy sense of pleasure.
* * *
Si-woo placed his hand on Mom’s head, gently stroking her hair.
At the same time, he pushed his hips forward slightly, resting his scrotum on Mom’s tongue.
Connected to his testicles, Si-woo’s massive shaft now covered Mom’s entire face.
"Lick it."
Si-woo commanded her nonchalantly.
With her eyes squeezed shut, Mom began to move her tongue little by little.
In sync with Si-woo’s hand stroking her hair, Mom’s tongue began to sweep over the most vulnerable part of his body.
The sensation of her soft tongue and its papillae enveloping him warmly added a sense of stability and a fluffy, hedonistic fulfillment to Si-woo’s heart.
"You have to open your eyes! Look at me!"
Si-woo demanded that Mom open her eyes and look at him.
Mom’s eyes slowly opened and met Si-woo’s.
While savoring the taste of the skin surrounding his balls with her tongue, and with her son’s cock resting against her face...
Mom continued to move her tongue while maintaining eye contact with Si-woo.
The chilling sensation, like slippery earthworms crawling in a bunch, seemed to rake up Si-woo’s spine.
"You fucking bitch! You were going to do this anyway!!"
The curse and verbal abuse burst out of him as he looked down at her with contempt.
Mom squeezed her eyes shut at the insults from her son.
"Haaaaa..."
Mom let out a long breath as if enduring the humiliation, then opened her eyes again to look at Si-woo.
"We can't right now because of Se-young, but before you go to sleep tonight, you're going to get your ass thrashed by me!"
Si-woo spoke in a thick, low voice, threatening her as if previewing the sadistic play that awaited them tonight.
Mom trembled as if shivers were running through her at Si-woo’s deep voice and menacing tone.
Her trembling was transmitted directly to Si-woo’s balls and shaft, which were pressed against her tongue and face.
Si-woo gripped her hair with the hand that had been stroking her head, holding it in place.
Then, he forced his testicles, which were being licked by her tongue, deep into Mom’s mouth.
"Haup!"
Si-woo’s scrotum entered Mom’s mouth, which had been open with her tongue out.
As if realizing Si-woo’s intent, Mom opened her mouth wider and sucked his scrotum inside.
She began to roll Si-woo’s testicles around in her mouth, moving her tongue beneath them.
Mom was licking Si-woo’s ball sack with such devotion, it was as if she were apologizing for the unpleasantness in the kitchen.
The two testicles became entangled in her mouth by the movement of her tongue and the suction.
"Hngh!"
Si-woo’s hips twitched and bucked.
An involuntary, pained moan escaped his lips.
The intense euphoria, accompanied by a hint of pressure, made Si-woo’s towering penis even harder.
For a moment, Si-woo surrendered to that ecstatic bliss, twisting his body slightly as he received Mom’s service.
* * *
After finally steadying himself, Si-woo let go of the leash he had been holding.
Then, with his palm facing upward, he reached down as if demanding something.
As if she knew exactly what he wanted, Mom handed him Se-young’s panties, which she had been holding.
Se-young’s panties were soaked, with thick clumps of the semen he had just ejaculated dripping from them.
With his scrotum still stuffed inside Mom’s busy mouth, Si-woo wrapped Se-young’s panties around his shaft and began to stroke it.
