Chapter 100: Side Story - Mother (21) ♥
Chapter 100: Side Story - Mother (21) ♥
Kang Yu-jin panted heavily as he moved his hips. Beyond the sheer excitement, the act itself required a considerable amount of physical effort.
Because his mother’s breasts were so large, it was possible to thrust while sandwiched between them, but since she wasn't the one on top moving for him, he had to provide the momentum himself.
So, he did. While it was certainly more exhausting than ordinary sex, the excitement, pleasure, and sense of depravity surging to the top of his head kept his hips moving without rest.
From the days his mother was still a ballerina until now, through the long years of being close to her.
And the fantasies he’d had back when he was first swept up in desire, using his mother as his primary masturbation material.
The delusion of being able to do whatever he wanted with those large, maternal breasts.
As he realized that fantasy with his own body, Kang Yu-jin felt a pleasure so intense it made his head throb.
It wasn't just the fact that he was fucking his mother’s breasts.
The fact that his mother was actually getting excited by the act itself filled him with a warm sense of well-being and happiness, making him drive his hips even faster.
The beads of sweat pooling deep in her cleavage acted as an excellent lubricant.
“Son, does it feel good?”
“Yes… yes.”
As he barely managed to answer through his ragged breaths, Lee Seon-mi looked up at her son from where she lay on the recliner seat.
He looked just as wild as when he was thrusting into her pussy, unable to steady himself as he chased after pleasure, his mind completely consumed by excitement.
It could have been seen as disgusting, but perhaps because he was her son, he looked utterly adorable to her.
She wanted to do even more for him, but there wasn't much she could do right now.
At most, she could squeeze her arms together to tighten the friction. To that end, she squeezed her breasts tight and used her free hand to rub her pussy hole.
Her hand, reaching inside her yoga pants, stroked her pussy hole. Every time she toyed with it, pussy juice flowed out in abundance, soaking her thighs and staining the fabric.
Even though she knew the scent might linger, she couldn't stop, mostly because she was already planning to throw both sets of clothes away after this.
Wasting clothes for the sake of her son’s sexual desire. It was the height of extravagance, but…
‘If it’s to save my son, this is a small price to pay.’
Looking at it that way, the cost was actually absurdly cheap.
To save her son at the cost of her mental chastity, a normal mother-son relationship, and a few pieces of clothing. She knew there could be no better deal, so she intentionally tried to stimulate him further.
“Should I squeeze tighter?”
“Yes, yes. And spit… please pour some saliva on them.”
Would that even work? Lee Seon-mi knew that if she tried to spit while lying down, it wouldn't land properly in her cleavage.
Her son was likely just saying whatever came to mind, swept away by his libido. Lee Seon-mi watched his breathing grow more frantic and pondered.
“Son.”
“Yes.”
“Should Mommy get on top?”
His eyes, clouded with lust, turned toward his mother. They weren't the eyes of respect or affection from before, but a mixture of sexual desire, twisted love, and possessiveness.
It was a chilling gaze. Looking into those eyes, she felt a strange throb in her pussy. Without even knowing why, she pulled her hand out from her yoga pants and said,
“It’s tiring, isn't it?”
“No, not really…”
He tried to catch his breath even as he spoke. Kang Yu-jin seemed to want to stay intoxicated by the sense of depravity that came from stubbornly fucking his mother’s breasts, but he seemed even more interested in the service his mother was offering.
“Then… will you do it for me, Mom?”
He pulled his cock out from her cleavage. It was slick and glistening, soaked in sweat, semen, and pre-cum. Lee Seon-mi unconsciously swallowed hard at the sight of it and nodded.
“Then, shall we move to the back seat?”
The front seats had no space between them and were too cramped. It was too narrow to have proper sex.
The back seat, however, was different. Kang Yu-jin followed her to the back without a word, his erect cock swaying up and down, left and right with every movement.
“The lever there… yeah, that one.”
She pulled the lever to recline the back seats as well. Because the trunk was spacious and empty, the back seat area became large enough for a mother and son to engage in sticky mating, even if the length was a bit short.
Once her son lay down in that space, his mother approached him.
Through the heavily tinted windows, she could see people passing by outside. People heading to their own cars, not dreaming of what was happening inside this one.
Among them were people who attended the same Pilates classes as Lee Seon-mi.
They, too, would never imagine Lee Seon-mi was in this kind of relationship with her son. At that sudden realization, her pussy clenched hard around nothing, leaking honey-like pussy juice.
‘It’s getting hard to hold back.’
Thinking this, she returned the two front seats to their original positions and climbed on top of her son.
“Mom…”
Hearing her son’s desperate voice, she spread the opening of her "breast-pussy." The hole was heated and sticky with sweat and body heat. As she swallowed her son’s cock into that hole, she vividly took in things she couldn't see when she took him into her actual pussy.
His face, stained with pleasure, was familiar, but everything else was new.
Since she was usually swept away by pleasure herself, the signs she was seeing now felt incredibly fresh.
His twitching abdominal muscles, his testicles contracting and jumping along the base of his cock.
His thighs tensing along the lines of the muscle, and his hands and toes repeatedly clenching and unclenching from the pleasure.
Watching even that clenching and tension with love, Lee Seon-mi exhaled hot breath and moved her upper body.
She lifted herself and drove back down. Between the crude movements, she narrowed the gap between her arms to squeeze her breasts, occasionally twisting her large breasts to send stimulation deep inside.
“Is this okay?”
“Yes, doing it like that… feels so good.”
Her son barely managed to squeeze the words out, his face contorted with pleasure. Thinking he was adorable, she recalled the request he had let slip earlier.
“Son.”
His eyes turned blankly toward her. Lee Seon-mi pointedly worked her mouth to gather saliva, then stuck out her tongue and let the saliva drip onto her breasts.
Her son’s cock twitched violently in response. It throbbed from the root as if he were about to ejaculate at any moment. While watching the pre-cum, saliva, and sweat mix together, Lee Seon-mi indulged in her son’s face as if possessed.
“My son, you’re so handsome.”
At those words, her son gasped. They were typical words from a mother, but given the situation…
Kang Yu-jin was incredibly aroused. And to Lee Seon-mi, her son looked precious.
Even the way his waist shuddered.
“I love you, my son.”
The disgust she had felt before wasn't because her son’s secretions were gross; it was directed at herself for greedily swallowing her son’s cum and pre-cum.
Had she ever found her son disgusting? Not once.
She had given birth to him and raised him since he was a baby who couldn't even clean himself.
There was no reason to feel he was dirty or disgusting now.
Cherishing her treasure, she squeezed her son’s large cock tightly with her breasts, which were big enough to envelop it completely.
“Cum as much as you want in Mommy’s breast-pussy. Tell me anything you want to do, don't hold back.”
Her words were kind and overflowing with maternal love. It was different from when she lost herself while using her pussy. Because of that, Kang Yu-jin groaned at a sense of depravity he had never felt before, panting as if he felt the urge to ejaculate surging up.
“I’m cumming. I think I’m going to cum. Now…!”
He gritted his teeth and bit his lip, twisting his head. His toes curled as if trying to endure the pleasure, and his hands trembled as they reached down.
The mother watched her child with loving eyes and reached out, taking his hands.
She didn't just hold them; she interlaced their fingers with love, as if they were lovers. As she held his hands firmly, her son’s waist arched high, burying his cock to the root between her flesh.
And then, with a groan, his pleasure exploded.
Something hot and sticky, reminiscent of a volcanic eruption, spewed out from between her cleavage.
Something so viscous it stuck to her skin instead of dripping off. Lee Seon-mi exhaled a heavy breath and looked down, watching through her clothes as her son’s cock throbbed and ejaculated.
[Number of erections caused by Mother: 102]
[Number of ejaculations caused by Mother: 50]
[Son, Kang Yu-jin, has ejaculated 50/100 times targeting Mother, Lee Seon-mi]
The message appeared clearly above them. The white fluid was more than enough to soil her fair skin. She didn't have a change of clothes, but she lived in a house. A house with a private garage, at that.
Thinking that was a relief, she squeezed his cock with her breasts, faithfully milking out every last drop of semen remaining in her son’s urethra.
Supporting the bottom of her breasts, she rubbed them against him as if wringing him out, providing front-and-back stimulation while accepting the movements of his hips. At that, her son let out faint moans, his waist jerking.
“Did Mommy’s breast-pussy feel good?”
“…Yes, incredibly. I think I came… more than I ever have before.”
These weren't words one should say to their mother, but the son was already used to it. And so was Lee Seon-mi.
“Does that mean Mommy’s pussy doesn't feel good?”
Her son’s eyes widened as if he realized his mistake. Lee Seon-mi couldn't hide her displeased expression, feeling a sudden pouty urge for some unknown reason.
“No, no. It’s not that… Mom’s pussy feels amazing too, but…”
Seeing her son flustered softened her displeasure, but…
“I’ve wanted to do this with Mom’s breasts for so long… because my dream came true, so much came out.”
At her son’s following words, she felt her pussy clench tight, and she felt strangely displeased again.
She truly felt that this relationship could never be undone, even after everything was over.
But she didn't care anymore. She would leave future worries to her future self. With a rare sense of irresponsibility, she pulled up her tank top.
That small action alone made heat swirl between the mother and son like a gust of hot steam, and her cock and cleavage, drenched in semen, saliva, and sweat, came into view.
[Number of erections caused by Mother: 103]
At the sight of his cock, which had slumped down only to start rising again, the mother looked at it and said,
“Now, will you do Mommy too?”
She didn't even need to consciously remember that there were 50 times left. She was already aware of her own pussy, which was soaking wet and aching with anticipation.
She picked up the scissors her son had used and left behind.
“Look.”
As a mother, she stood in a half-crouch, thrusting her pussy forward, and pulled the front of her yoga pants, cutting them with the scissors.
Because they were so wet, they didn't cut easily. As the piece of fabric, torn more than cut, fell away, her fully revealed pussy pulsed.
Concentrated pussy juice flowed stickily as if hot steam were about to erupt, leaving spots on the seat. The mother repeatedly opened and closed her pussy, encouraging more juice to drip onto her son’s cock, legs, and the seat.
“Mommy got this wet thinking about her son’s cock, too.”
“Mom…”
She consciously spoke words she had learned through all sorts of audiovisual materials.
“Watching your cock cum inside my breast-pussy, I masturbated imagining my pussy being poked, and I got this wet thinking about my uterus being filled with my son’s cum.”
Exposing her pussy through the hole she had intentionally cut to look lewd, she watched her son’s face draw near and quietly accepted his touch.
The way he toyed with her pussy was obscene. He touched her with a skillful, sticky hand, as if inspecting the hole he was about to enter.
The mother grew even more excited by her son’s touch and said,
“Son.”
“…Yes.”
“You have to show your filial piety.”
How could a word that usually sounded like nagging sound so lewd?
While Kang Yu-jin realized the uniqueness of this relationship anew, his cock grew as large as it could possibly be, and his mother climbed on top of him.
She placed her pussy hole against his glans, which was already drenched in semen, and lowered her hips.
It was tight from not being used for a while, but her pussy, now reshaped to fit her son’s cock, spread open.
Her pussy hole opened, and she let out a delicate moan as her vaginal walls were scraped, taking a deep breath that made her chest swell.
She sank onto him. A cock she was already familiar with. A pussy that had once opened wide to give birth to Kang Yu-jin, but was now opening and tightening according to the shape of Kang Yu-jin’s cock.
With that pussy, having swallowed her son’s cock to the root, the mother exhaled a ragged breath. Feeling the thick foreign sensation pushing up against her uterus, she fell into a light climax from the pleasure and opened her closed eyes.
[Current Action: You are feeling a sense of depravity from the fact that you are having car sex with your son in a vehicle filled with memories.]
[Advice: Stimulate the memories to maximize the sense of depravity!]
The message appeared before her eyes.
‘As I thought, it seems to be enjoying this.’
Despite her reasonable suspicion, Lee Seon-mi followed the advice faithfully.
“This brings back memories.”
Seeing her son’s puzzled expression, the mother leaned forward, pressing her breasts—stained with saliva and semen—against his chest.
“When my son first went to elementary school, he took this car to get there.”
At those words, his cock twitched. As her son gasped at the words reminding him of when he was still young and small, the mother unconsciously smiled, skillfully lifting and dropping her hips as she whispered.
“That tiny, cute baby has become so manly.”
Feeling his twitching cock knock against her uterus, the mother, Lee Seon-mi, greedily sucked on her son’s cock with her pussy while bouncing her hips.
“My son, you grew up so well. Really.”
Along with those words, which even she wasn't sure what she meant by.