First Overnight with Jaehun's Mom After the Drive — Feat. Yuncheol's Mom
Foreplay was unnecessary.
From my groin and her ass came the wet, slapping sounds of flesh meeting water.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
I reached out and shut off the showerhead.
Her wet hair clung to her face and throat, making her look even more lewd. She braced her hands against the wall, head bowed, and moaned.
“Hngh. Hngh. Hngh.”
The wet, meaty impacts echoed through the shower stall.
“I could do nothing but fuck Myeong-hui every single day and still be happy.”
“Haaah… Me too… Sex with Minwoo is the best…”
I gripped her ass hard enough to leave it flushed red and drove my hips into her with fierce force. The flesh of her buttocks rippled up and down in time with my rhythm, a sight that delighted my eyes.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
“Auntie, bend over this way.”
I guided her hands to the edge of the bathtub beside us and made her lean forward. Even as she bent, her hips kept twitching—rolling inward and outward as if she couldn’t control her own body in her excitement.
I took both sides of her reddened ass in my hands and spread her open. Right in front of my eyes, her small, cute little hole clenched and relaxed over and over.
I slid a finger beneath my cock, still buried in her pussy, coated it thickly with her juices, and gently pushed it into her asshole.
“Hngh…”
With a single moan she threw her head back. It was still tight, so I coated the finger again and pushed deeper.
“Haaah…”
She cried out once more. I pulled my cock free of her pussy and slowly pressed it against her ass instead.
Schlick.
From the head all the way to the root, it slid into her asshole. She held her breath the entire way. Only when I was fully inside did she finally let the trapped air out.
“Haaah…”
I began to rock my hips slowly. Her ass clenched tight around me, gripping my cock and refusing to let go—yet the precum that had dripped from my tip filled her, making every movement smooth.
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
The thrilling squeeze of her asshole rolled through my entire body. Even after only a few thrusts, the urge to come already surged up.
“Ahk…”
Maybe it was because of last time. The first time she had winced a little in pain, but today only a few strokes seemed enough to make her feel it. When I sped up, my cock shuddered inside the relentless grip of her ass, and her moans grew louder.
“Myeong-hui’s asshole tastes so good.”
“Then eat it all, Minwoo. It’s all yours. Ahk—”
I lengthened my strokes, almost pulling out to the head before slamming back in deep. The wet impacts grew louder than before; her whole body rippled like a wave.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
She let out continuous, melting moans, the word “good” tumbling from her lips over and over.
“Haa… So good… Haaang… Hngh…”
Was it the pleasure from the restaurant earlier, or the way her ass kept milking me? The climax rushed in fast. She must have felt my cock twitching, ready to spill, because she spoke.
“Ah… No… A little more… Just a little more…”
I slowed down to hold it back.
“Hngh. Hngh. Good…”
While her ass swallowed my cock, she frantically fingered her own pussy with one hand. If only I’d had two cocks, I could have given her even more pleasure. A small regret.
Once the edge had dulled a little, I started moving again. Every time my cock slid in and out of her ass it made a soft, airy pffft sound, like air escaping.
“Hngh… Keep putting Minwoo’s cock in my asshole…”
She didn’t know what to do with herself. The hand that had been rubbing her pussy grabbed my hip and yanked me toward her; her ass rolled and flexed; her whole body rocked.
“Haaah… I’m going crazy… I don’t know what to do… Haaah…”
I pounded into her from behind even harder. With every piston thrust her large breasts, pressed against her back, bounced in and out of view.
I couldn’t hold on any longer. It felt like the lightest touch would make me explode. I seized her hips and drove into her ass with everything I had. My cock, held back to the absolute limit, finally twitched and began to pump out cum.
Spurt. Spurt.
Her belly contracted; her body shuddered. Her asshole clenched and released, squeezing my cock in rhythmic pulses. After a long while of twitching like that, she spoke.
“It’s warm… I can feel Minwoo’s cum all the way inside my belly… Haa…”
I stayed buried in her until the last aftershocks faded, then pulled free. She squatted and bore down as if she were going to the bathroom; the cum that had filled her ass poured out in a thick stream.
“Ah… That feels better.”
She said it with a peaceful expression, then stood and pulled me into a tight hug.
“Minwoo… I love you.”
“Me too, Myeong-hui.”
“Even if you get other women… make sure you still see me once in a while.”
“…”
The arms around me tightened. For a long time we simply stood there, feeling each other’s heartbeats. Then we washed each other clean and stepped out of the shower.
We went to the bed, wrapped ourselves around each other, and lay down. The wide queen-size mattress was unnecessary. All we needed was thirty centimeters of space. Trading soft kisses, we fell asleep.
Warm sunlight streaming through the window woke me. Eyes still closed, I groped across the bed for her.
Huh?
No matter how far I reached, she wasn’t there. I opened my eyes and scanned the room; she was out on the terrace.
The way my heart had dropped for a second when I thought she was gone told me I really did like her a lot.
I didn’t want to greet her first thing in the morning with my dangling cock on full display, so I pulled on a robe and walked out to where she sat.
She was in a white robe, seated in a terrace chair, sipping coffee in the morning sun. Warm steam rose from the cup in her hand and mixed with the clear air.
“Myeong-hui… no, Auntie… no, Myeong-hui—you’re up?”
She turned and gave me a bright smile.
“Our Minwoo’s awake?”
“Yes.”
“If calling me Myeong-hui feels awkward, you can mix it. It’s fine.”
“Okay, thanks. For a while I’ll just switch between Myeong-hui and Auntie.”
“Come sit. The weather’s so nice.”
She patted the chair beside her. I sat and looked out at the wide horizon; it felt like my chest opened up.
“You looked like you were thinking about something. What is it?”
“Nothing much. Just thinking about a little sister I know.”
“A guy?”
“Hohoho. No, a woman.”
“Ah… hehe.”
I scratched my head.
“Minwoo getting jealous makes me happy.”
“Of course. If it were another man I’d be jealous.”
I waggled my eyebrows and grinned.
“So why were you thinking about that little sister?”
“Mm… it’s a bit embarrassing to say. Kind of shameful.”
“It’s okay. We promised no secrets between us, remember?”
“…”
“Come on, tell me.”
Auntie took out her phone and showed me a video—one man having sex with two women.
“She’s two years younger than me. Things have cooled off with her husband, I guess. She says she watches porn and masturbates, and lately she’s been obsessed with this kind of thing.”
“Two-on-one, you mean?”
“Yeah. So she keeps sending me these and talking about how she wants to try it herself.”
“And?”
“She says it like a joke, but the way she keeps asking me to bring just one guy… it feels real.”
“She must be pretty lonely.”
“She’s a really good person, but she says she and her husband don’t do anything at all. Just watches videos like this every day.”
Worry clouded her face as she spoke.
“Auntie, do you watch this video a lot?”
“At first I just scrolled past, but once I started watching I keep coming back to it. I guess my body’s been heating up lately.”
“Then… do you want to try two-on-one too?”
“…”
She took embarrassed little sips of her coffee.
“You can say it. Do you want to do it like that too?”
“Honestly… I’m a little curious. Having sex with Minwoo makes me want to try all sorts of things.”
“Then text that little sister.”
“Text her? What do I say?”
“That you found a guy.”
Pffft—
Auntie sprayed coffee and stared at me with round eyes.
“If you’re okay with it, you can take me along.”
“Really?”
“Life’s short. You’ve got to try the things you want to try.”
She chewed her lip thoughtfully for a moment, then shook her head.
“No. You don’t have to do that just for me. I was only talking. Don’t worry about it. She’s not some young girl—she’s an auntie two years younger than me…”
“If you’re really okay with it, then I’m okay with it. Seriously.”
I meant it. Now that I’d tasted sex with mature women, I genuinely wanted to know what it would feel like with two aunties at once.
“You’re really fine with it?”
“Yes. Text her right now.”
“O-okay. I’ll text her, Minwoo.”
I stretched casually, stood, and looked out at the distant sea.
“Then once I set a date I’ll let you know. You’re really sure?”
“Ugh, I already said I’m fine, Myeong-hui. Hahaha.”
We showered quickly and had breakfast. Back in the room we packed our things and headed down to the underground parking garage. Her car was parked at the far end.
“I’ll drive on the way back.”
“Oh my, will you? Auntie’s been tired—perfect. Thanks, Minwoo.”
Just as I reached to open the passenger door for her, someone called from behind.
“Oh my, Jaehun’s mom.”
Myeong-hui froze for a second, then forced a stiff smile and looked toward the voice.
“It really is Jaehun’s mom. What are you doing here?”
Her eyes darted around in panic. She tried to smile naturally, but her cheeks had gone rigid and wouldn’t cooperate.
“Ah… just getting some air. But what about you?”
“Me? I’m here on a date.”
She lowered her voice to a whisper, glanced at me, then spoke even more quietly.
“But your boyfriend looks awfully young. And handsome.”
“Ah… y-yeah. Well, have fun—”
Auntie tried to hustle her away and end the encounter as fast as possible.
“At least introduce—”
“Later. I’ll introduce him later. Bye, dear.”
Auntie and I climbed into the car. Outside, the woman and a man who looked to be in his early thirties kept glancing our way.
Inside the car Auntie’s lips kept parting and closing; she was breathing in short, startled bursts.
“Who was that?”
I asked her.
“Oh my god, of all places to run into her.”
“Who is she?”
“You have a friend named Yuncheol, right?”
“Yeah. Same major as me.”
“That’s his mom.”
“What? Yuncheol’s mom?”
Jaehun and Yuncheol lived in the same apartment complex—different buildings, but close enough that the three of us sometimes went over to Jaehun’s place to game.
“Yeah. Yuncheol’s mom. She didn’t recognize you, so I’m guessing you’ve never met?”
“I’ve never been to Yuncheol’s place even once.”
“Thank god. If she found out I was doing this with her son’s friend, what would I have done?”
“Yeah, lucky break. Are you two close?”
“Us? We have daytime drinks and play cards sometimes.”
“Drinks? Poker?”
“Yeah. Our places are close and our sons are friends, so every now and then we drink at my place during the day and play cards. Not go-stop or anything serious—just casual card games while we talk.”
“Ah, so you’re close.”
“We just get along well. Conversation flows easily, so we have those daytime drinks once in a while.”
I nodded.
“But Yuncheol’s dad is still around, right?”
“He is. That woman is incredibly into men. One husband isn’t enough for her—her boyfriends change all the time.”
“Wow. Yuncheol would be shocked if he found out.”
“She meets them without him knowing. I have no idea what excuse she used to come here today. Anyway, even if you see her later, keep it secret that you’re Yuncheol’s friend, okay?”
“Got it. I’ll be careful. I should just never go over to Yuncheol’s place at all.”
So this is how people live, I thought suddenly. Just like my relationship with Auntie, they all wander around chasing their own pleasures and tastes, hungering for each other. The world felt strangely like a subtle play—curious and entertaining.
“Shall we head out?”
“Yeah, Minwoo. Drive carefully for me.”
“Yes.”
The car rumbled with a heavy exhaust note as it pulled out of the hotel.