Before Sleep, I Pin Mom to the Bed and Trap Her in My Arms Like a Wingless Angel
Before falling asleep, I push Mom down onto the bed. I cage her with both arms so she can't escape. Mom is now trapped within my embrace—a wingless angel.
“Mom.”
Mom looks up at me with a fluttering, pounding expression.
“My sweet boy.”
She cups my cheek with her hand and kisses me. It is a tender, gentle mother’s kiss given to her son.
“Mom.”
Does she actually want kisses like this from me? But I can no longer be satisfied with something so innocent.
“Mmm… chup…”
I open my mouth and slide my tongue inside hers. Mom pretends she cannot resist and coils her own tongue around mine.
“Chup, churup… mm, chut…”
My hands roam across her body. The lingerie she wears tonight is far more provocative than usual—almost too beautiful to remove.
I tug the bra covering her breasts upward. The tightly bound mounds finally spill free. With my right hand I knead one soft breast, thumb flicking across the stiff nipple. As always, Mom’s breasts fill my palm perfectly.
“Slurp…”
Her lips suck on my tongue. A sharp, tingling pleasure lingers at the tip. Mom does not stop there. She begins sliding back and forth, sucking my tongue as if performing fellatio. The gentle kiss from moments ago has vanished. This is a lewd, hungry mother.
“Mmm…!”
The hand that had been massaging her breast slides lower. I feel the corset cinched tight around her waist.
“Huh, Mom, isn’t that uncomfortable?”
“…No. It’s fine.”
The corsets I know are tightened until breathing becomes difficult. I doubt anyone could have intense sex while wearing one.
“If it gets too hard, tell me.”
“Okay.”
But perhaps things are different in this world. If she truly struggles, I can loosen it later. For now, I want to savor the rare sight of Mom dressed up so elegantly.
“Chup, haa…”
I break the kiss and move downward. My lips trail past her chin and neck until they reach her breasts.
“Mmm, Changjae…”
I flick the hardened nipple with my tongue. Mom’s body trembles as though tickled.
“Haa.”
My hand moves to her ass. The sensation is completely different from when I had touched Kaylee’s earlier. There is not a trace of muscle—only the ultimate softness.
“Mmm…”
I knead it firmly. The more pressure I apply, the deeper my fingers sink, as if falling into the swamp of Mom’s ass.
“Whew.”
While sucking on her nipple like a baby, my hand strokes her thighs. The silky smoothness of the stockings feels incredible, as does the plush, yielding flesh beneath them. Every part of Mom is lovable. I wanted to dive headfirst into the swamp called Mother.
“Mom, Mom…”
“Changjae… haa…”
When I slide the panties down from beneath the garter belt, only the stockings and garter remain on her lower body. I let out a sigh of admiration. The combination made Mom’s pussy look even more enticing.
Her folds were adorned with a splendor I rarely saw, seducing me with their beauty.
“Haa, haa…”
The excitement makes it impossible to think straight. I spread Mom’s legs and stare directly at her pussy. A lewd, brain-melting sight unfolds before me—glamorous stockings and garter belt framing an innocent-looking slit. The destructive power was on another level.
Almost in a trance, I bury my face between her thighs.
“Mmm, haat…!”
I lick her pussy. The womanly scent, taste, and texture—all of it was pure pleasure. I devour the outer lips with frantic hunger.
“Changjae, aaah…!”
Unable to bear the stimulation, Mom’s thighs try to close, but my face blocks them. My head is squeezed between her stocking-clad legs. A blissful pressure tightens around me.
“Unghat! Aah!”
Even then, my tongue never stops. I part the outer lips and delve into the sensitive inner folds—the labia, the clitoris hooded by its delicate skin. My tongue finds the shy little pearl and begins attacking that tiny, hypersensitive bud with relentless focus.
“Changjae, aah! Changjae…!”
Mom loses herself completely under my caresses, writhing and moaning. She keeps calling my name, flailing helplessly. Knowing she was feeling this much pleasure brought me greater joy than anything else. Making the mother I love happy—there was no greater delight for me as a son, as a man.
“Mmm, hat, aaah—!”
Her pelvis bucks upward as Mom reaches orgasm.
I lift my mouth, strip off my underwear, and prepare to enter her. My cock has swollen to its absolute limit, ready to conquer her depths.
“Mom.”
Our eyes meet as I look down at her. The lost, wandering focus in her gaze returns. Her breathing is ragged, chest heaving. Mom narrows her moist eyes and whispers.
“Yes. Come to me, Changjae…”
She opens herself to me, legs spread wide. Between them, her juices glisten like overflowing honey. I press my only weapon against that sweet, dripping land.
Slap. The sticky fluid clings to me. My cock sticks fast to her pussy.
“Mmm…”
I adjust the angle of my glans and align it with her entrance. Mom’s pussy trembles with anticipation, the tiny hole twitching invitingly.
“I’m putting it in.”
“Yes, hurry…!”
She must have been holding back too. Her expression is one of desperate need. With deliberate calm, I slowly sink my body into hers.
Squish… schluuurp.
Slowly, my cock slides between her legs and sinks deep inside.
“Unghaaaaa…”
Mom lets out a long, breaking moan as she accepts me. Her inner walls clamp down hard the moment I enter, reacting as though she has already begun to climax.
“Whew.”
I exhale the burning heat rising in my chest. If I didn’t, I feared I would lose control and thrust wildly. I suppress my excitement and move my hips with deliberate calm.
“Mmm, haat, aah…!”
My cock reaches the very end and knocks against her cervix. Mom’s body jolts in shock. Her walls tighten further, the tiny ridges inside fluttering wildly.
“Does it feel good, Mom?”
I knead both breasts while whispering. She already seems beyond hearing words.
“Aah, aaaaa!”
I draw out the thick stake buried inside her. The vaginal walls cling wetly, as if reluctant to let me go.
“Whew.”
Just one full stroke, yet I already feel close to the edge. Mom’s body truly is special. Why does it feel better every single time? A woman’s body develops like a character gaining levels. Today feels better than yesterday, and tomorrow will feel even better. At this rate, I may never be able to leave Mom, no matter how old I become.
“Mom.”
“Yes, hngh!”
I thrust in again. My cock happily burrows deep, pushing aside her inner walls. The hot, viscous flesh reacts instantly, coiling around me. Dizzying pleasure surges, bringing the urge to cum. But it is still too early. I clench my muscles hard and force the rising semen back down. Not yet. I want to enjoy her longer.
“Haa, haa…”
Squish, squish, thrust. I pound downward like a hammer driving a stake. In and out, in and out. Each time, Mom cries out loudly.
“Aah! Aaaaa! Changjae! Aat!”
She clings to me with all her strength. Both arms and legs wrap around my body like a snake. Every part of her that touches me feels incredible—the smooth skin, the slightly textured stockings, the soft flesh pressing tight, even the nails scratching my back. Every sensation she gives me is pure pleasure.
“Haa, haa, Mom, I’m going to cum…!”
“Yes, cum! Cum inside Mom, Changjae!”
She takes my thrusts almost tearfully. The overwhelming pleasure makes her laugh and cry at the same time. I increase my pace for the final sprint. I intend to empty everything into her with this one climax and then sleep.
“Hngh, hngh! Hat! Hat!”
“Aat! Aaaaaaat—!”
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack! The wet sound of flesh slapping echoes violently. My cock repeatedly flips and hammers her pussy. Mom screams in ecstasy as she clings to me.
“Khuk!”
“Aaaaaaaaa—!”
Finally, I release the semen I had been holding back. Trembling with an ejaculation that feels like every pleasure in the world combined, I pour everything inside Mom.
“A—”
For a moment, I cannot see. I cannot hear. It feels as if my eyes have gone blind and my ears deaf. Pleasure that shuts off all my senses crashes over me.
“—”
I am not the only one swept away by that wave. Mom, too, freezes with her mouth wide open like a broken doll. She must have gone blind and deaf just like me.
I recover first and am able to admire Mom’s beautiful, obscene state for a few precious seconds.
“A—”
Mom’s voice returns. Then, as if remembering to breathe, she begins gasping roughly.
“Haat, haat, haat!”
The limbs that had wrapped around me lose their strength. Mom lies there with a dreamy, exhausted expression, every ounce of energy drained.
“Haa, haa… Changjae…”
“Mom…”
I pull her into my arms. She is warm. Thump. Thump. I can feel her heartbeat.
“Sleep well.”
A soft hand strokes the back of my head. All strength leaves my body. I fall asleep just like that.
“Wow. Unbelievable.”
“Right?”
The two women who had been secretly watching their passionate sex sent silent applause to the mother and son.