Jaehun's Mom and the European Trip (7) — The Swedish Shop
She wrapped her hand tight around his cock and twisted her wrist, wringing it hard.
The oil squelched as it mixed with his precum.
"Ghhk…"
The strength drained from his lower back; his hips sagged as if the floor had dropped out from under him. She dumped nearly an entire bottle of oil across his front, then climbed slowly back over him and settled her full weight down.
Unlike him, she kept her balance perfectly in that position.
"Haa…"
Her slick, soft breasts crushed against his chest, her nipples dragging and catching on his own. With both legs locked on either side of his hips, she began to rock her whole body up and down the way she had before, grinding every inch of herself against him.
The pleasure that rolled through him was sharper than anything she had done to his back. Every time she slid, his cock kissed her pussy and then lost contact again. The slightest brush made it jump and twitch on its own.
She rubbed herself over him with more care, more hunger, than she ever had. Whenever her face drifted close he wanted to kiss her, but she would already be gone, sliding down until she was draped across his chest again. On the way down she pressed her pussy flush to his cock and ground against it several times, eyes closed, a soft cry escaping her throat.
"Haaeung…"
Precum poured from his tip, mixing with the oil until his pubic bone shone. His body had gone past simple arousal; every motion of hers wrung pure sensation through him until he felt ready to come apart.
She massaged him like that for a long time—appearing in front of his face, vanishing downward, rising again—until suddenly he felt his cock sink into something hot.
Her moan burst out at the same instant.
"Haaah—!"
His cock had slipped into her pussy as if it belonged there. The moment he was inside her heat, it throbbed wildly, completely beyond his control.
"Ah… ma'am, it feels… haaa…"
The jolt was staggering. It was like finishing a long diet and finally putting something sweet on his tongue—adrenaline detonated through his whole body. Before he could stop it, cum erupted from his cockhead and flooded her insides.
Gulp. Gllk.
The instant the hot seed poured into her, a deep, shuddering moan spilled from her lips.
"Haaeung. Haa…"
His hole clenched and released in waves as more cum kept pulsing out of him. She rode him through it, lifting and dropping, fucking herself on his cock. Every stroke turned the cum into foam that squeezed out around his shaft and splattered between them.
Strangely, his cock never softened. It stayed rigid, scraping the walls of her cunt even after he had emptied himself. Her continued motion stoked him right back into fresh heat. He gripped her waist and helped her bounce, rolling his hips up to meet her so he could reach even deeper.
Slap. Slap.
"Haaeung. Hng…"
The deeper he went, the louder her moans grew. For a second he worried about the soundproofing—then remembered that was exactly why they had booked a couple's room.
She pushed her upper body upright, still seated on his cock, straddling his hips. Light from the floor-to-ceiling window made her entire oiled body gleam. Her breasts stood out firm and full, nipples swollen even larger than before. Oil-soaked strands of hair clung to her front and back, making her look obscenely sexy.
She rose slowly, then dropped her weight all the way down. He seized her glistening ass in both hands and thrust up in time with her, driving her pleasure higher.
Squelch. Squelch.
"Kyaheung—! Hngk—!"
Her body clamped down hard around him, grinding and pressing as if she needed even stronger stimulation. Every time his cockhead kissed the mouth of her womb she mauled her own breasts and moaned louder.
"Haaeuk. Minwoo… haaeung… it feels so good…"
She rolled her hips front to back, desperate for more depth. The tight ring of her cervix rubbing his tip sent pleasure racing through his entire body.
"Hngk… yes…"
"Haa… you're so deep. I love your cock, Minwoo… haang…"
"This is the best it's ever been."
"I'm going crazy… haang… this kind of… haang…"
Encouraged, he slammed his hips up harder.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
His cockhead forced the narrow entrance open and sank inside. The crushing squeeze that followed nearly stole the strength from his legs. Her walls rippled and clenched along his shaft; the head itself was locked in a vise that made his vision swim.
"Hng… hng…"
She screamed with pleasure, refusing to let his cock go, grinding her pelvis down in wild, messy circles. He tensed and sat up, wrapping his arms around her. She locked her arms around his neck and shoved her tongue into his mouth. They sucked on each other's spit, breathing hot against one another's faces, and even while they kissed her hips never stopped working his cock. It was crushed and twisted inside her until it almost hurt.
He reached out, grabbed the oil bottle, and dumped the rest of it between their locked bodies. Fresh slickness coated them both, turning every slide into something even more electric.
Then he reversed their positions and laid her down.
"Oh my—"
She hooked both legs over his hips so her lower back lifted off the bed. On his knees, he seized her thighs and yanked her hard onto him. His cockhead punched through the mouth of her womb and buried itself deeper still.
Slap!
"Kyaaugh—!"
She let out a single sharp scream.
"Too much— Minwoo— haang— you're going too deep—"
He pulled back and hauled her onto him again with brutal force.
Thud!
"Haaeuuung—!"
Another wet crash, another cry torn from her throat. He gripped her thighs like a madman and drove into her as if he meant to break her in half.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Her moans edged toward sobs, and every sound only stoked him higher. Sweat, juices, and oil mixed until their bodies shone. Her cunt squeezed him with everything it had. Fresh cum he had been holding back began to tickle at the base of his cock again.
With the last of his strength he buried himself to the hilt in her deepest place.
"Haaeung… hng…"
"Ma'am— I'm coming again— haak—"
He barely moved. The words were still leaving his mouth when a full-body shudder hit him; his prostate sparked and cum exploded out of him.
Bzzzt— splurt— brrrr—
Her body went rigid in that position, taking every drop. Only after a long time did she finally collapse onto the bed. Her lower belly fluttered with the warm sensation still moving inside her. He let his strength go and draped himself over her.
"Haak… haak…"
"Hng… hng…"
After sex that had nearly scrambled their brains, all they could do was drag in ragged breaths. Her warm skin heated his body.
A friend's mother who had oiled herself from head to toe and fucked her son's friend. A man who loved his friend's mother. For the two of them, this place was a honeymoon suite.
"Ma'am… that was incredible."
"Hng… me too. Today was the best… hngk…"
He buried his face between her breasts. She stroked his hair in silence. Her body still trembled faintly, not yet calmed.
"It feels like I'm on my honeymoon with you, Minwoo."
"It does, doesn't it."
He lifted his head and met her eyes. The shy smile she gave him looked exactly like a young bride gazing at the husband she loved. He eased his still-buried cock free, climbed over her, and kissed her mouth. She parted her lips for him at once. Their tongues tangled; spit mixed.
Smack. Slick.
While they kissed, his cum kept leaking steadily from her pussy. After coming twice, it was still flowing when the kiss finally ended.
They stepped into the shower and washed each other clean, then dressed and left the room.
In the lobby, Jaehun looked up from the game on his phone.
"Why did a massage take that long?"
He had clearly been waiting forever; his lower lip stuck out a mile.
"Ah— sorry. You finished quick, huh?"
"They just slapped some oil on my shoulders and back, rubbed a little, and that was it."
Jaehun grumbled, clearly unsatisfied.
"What the— did you even shower?"
He leaned in and sniffed Minwoo's hair.
"Ah… yeah. I sweated a lot earlier."
Minwoo offered the excuse casually. Beside him, Jaehun's mom furrowed her brow slightly at her son's words, flustered. The guide started to open his mouth as if to explain something; she pulled cash from her bag, pressed it into his hand, and gave him a quick wink.
"It was a wonderful massage shop. We really enjoyed ourselves, thanks to you."
"Ah— thank you very much."
The guide caught on at once, nodding rapidly and shutting his mouth again.
"All right, next we'll head to dinner. I've reserved a great place nearby. Shall we?"
"Come on, let's go eat. I'm starving."
Jaehun, already uninterested, grabbed Minwoo's arm and tugged him along.
They rode to the restaurant. In the car she laced her fingers through Minwoo's and rested her head lightly on his shoulder. He slipped an arm around her and pulled her closer.
It was their private honeymoon.