Chapter 107: Side Story - Mother (28) ♥
Chapter 107: Side Story - Mother (28) ♥
In the beginning, when Kang Yu-jin first started having sex with his mother, he thought the most erotic thing would be marking her face by spraying his semen over it, or sharing a sticky kiss while giving her a creampie.
Since both were acts a mother and son should never engage in, he believed the sense of depravity would ravage his brain, providing a pleasure accompanied by an inescapable addiction. And in reality, it had.
But based on his experience now, Kang Yu-jin realized that wasn't quite it.
Something even more erotic than that was sharing light bird kisses or having the kind of conversation a mother and son might have, all while their lower halves were engaged in the sticky mating of lovers or a married couple.
Yu-jin pressed his lips against Lee Seon-mi’s face—the face of his mother, now a female melting into pleasure.
Mwah.
The sound was light. To be honest, if anyone other than Yu-jin or Seon-mi had been there, they surely wouldn't have heard it.
It wasn't just because the sound was quiet, but because the other sounds were so loud.
The squelching, wet, lewd noises echoing out. Sounds that served as evidence of a union a mother and son should never have, the sound of sticky desires interlocking.
He pulled his hips back far before driving in. With every thrust, his mother’s body flinched and trembled, and her pussy spasmed as it tightened, welcoming her son.
As he endured that tightening and barely managed to move his hips, his mother leaned her body so far that the bed creaked, bringing her lips close to her son’s.
It was a kiss full of sincerity and maternal affection that a son could never refuse. Even though it was an act completely at odds with what was happening with their lower mouths, the son pressed his lips to hers without hesitation.
Mwah.
The sound of a 'peck' rang out again. As if forming a pair like a decalcomania, his glans kissed her cervix at the same time. As her gasping breath turned into a moan, his mother spoke while gripping her son’s arms.
"Tomorrow, ah-hng, should we... go to a theme park with Mom?"
"A theme park? So suddenly...?"
"Mom, haah, really wanted to go—"
A moan leaked out, and his mother’s head snapped back. The son barely suppressed the urge to plant deep kisses on her long, pale neck as he kept his hips moving steadily.
He forced open the undulating crevices where his glans caught, stretching the pussy that was molding itself to the shape of his head, and changed his angle to ram into her deepest depths in one go.
As the semen already filling her leaked out with a squelching sound, the son, feeling it was a waste, grabbed his mother’s thighs and surrendered his body to his desires.
"Did you want to go on a date with your son at the theme park?"
"Yes, ngh, ah, yes... with my son... ah, hya-ahk!"
Exhaling heated breaths, his mother tilted her head back again, her pussy tightening hard as she looked into her son’s eyes as he gazed down at her.
The past, the present, and a vivid future that hadn't yet arrived were burning through her mind in a chaotic blur.
The past was begging for a kiss before her eyes. A child who, when he was still young, had an exceptionally innocent smile.
The only boy among the three girls she had birthed. She couldn't even imagine not indulging such a son, and while the son found his mother’s strictness difficult, he used to act spoiled with her.
Kisses were part of that. If he begged, she would hold that small face and kiss him gently. The child would beam with a wide grin whenever she did.
That same son was now repeatedly ramming his cock into his mother’s uterus while leaning down to overlap their lips.
It was a fresh bird kiss, but receiving it while her cervix was also being 'kissed' made her feel a dizzying sense of depravity.
‘I think I’m going to go. I’m coming. Again, I’m coming again.’
It was this sense of depravity that had granted her climax after climax. And so, Lee Seon-mi closed her eyes tight once more, her body shivering.
"I'm cumming. I'm cumming again, Mom."
"Yes, ngh, inside, do it inside...!"
There is no sound to ejaculation. Likewise, there is almost no way to actually feel the son’s cock-juice pouring into the uterus.
All that can be felt is a faint warmth and a slightly different foreign sensation rising up amidst the vivid foreign sensation already present.
Yet, she felt it vividly nonetheless. As she panted, she lifted her hips, and when he forcibly held her twisting waist, a long, high-pitched moan escaped her lips.
‘He’s cumming inside. In my uterus... it’s being sprayed into my uterus.’
The powerful torrent of semen that she felt every single time, despite the repeated ejaculations.
The fact that she was receiving the semen of the son she had painfully given birth to with her own pussy and uterus brought a sense of futility and frustration every time she thought about it.
On the other hand, the overwhelming warmth that filled her lower abdomen and made her entire body tremble was something that satisfied a hunger that had gone unfulfilled for a long time.
A climax reached not just physically, but mentally. When the white flash before her eyes faded and her vision returned, blinking numbers caught her eye.
[Number of ejaculations caused by Mother: 71]
[Son Kang Yu-jin’s 100 ejaculations targeting Mother Lee Seon-mi: 71/100]
He had cum a lot. When they first entered this ryokan today, she thought it was 64, but it had already reached 71.
Because of that, the son seemed tired, exhaling as he remained collapsed on top of his mother without getting up, but for her, it was a satisfying result.
Only 29 times left. It was less than a month ago that there were over 50 left, but now only 29 remained.
Beyond the sense of accomplishment that she could save her son, it was a number that made her realize the count of her son vomiting his semen into her, or targeting her, was nearing 100.
‘...There’s no going back, is there?’
Reaching 100 might not bring a dramatic change, but the mother knew her son.
The son already saw his mother completely as a lover.
Just as lovers do, he gripped her buttocks, kissed her, and embraced her.
They went on dates, held hands, and whispered love while having sex.
It was the same now.
"Mom... I love you."
"Mom loves our Yu-jin, too."
And it wasn't one-sided.
Though the words were full of maternal affection, she could feel the lust and romantic love mixed into her own voice.
Wasn't there a saying about a bond forged in the bedroom?
As they continued their relationship, she could feel a different root growing within the maternal love she held.
She knew it well herself but couldn't help it, having left it neglected because she saw no other way to save her son.
It was her sin that had grown well at the end of that path.
A sin that was far too sweet. She squeezed her pussy to take in her son’s semen while stroking his broad back.
She even liked that large back. Every time she stroked that wide expanse and felt her hand not reaching the end for a long while.
Chills ran down her spine, making her pussy ache. Her heart raced on its own, and along with a feeling of her chest tightening, a stinging dizziness washed over her.
It was close to love.
A lover’s love grown from the foundation of maternal affection.
A fire-like love that made her realize she had come to love her son sexually and as a romantic partner.
‘It’s not like I’m a virgin.’
She had given birth to four children, and she never imagined she would end up in this kind of relationship with one of them.
She passed through that past, stood upon the present, and looked toward the future.
It was a future that was easy to guess.
A future where she would take her son’s semen into her uterus until her belly swelled, no longer even taking contraceptive pills.
Her horrified daughters, the gaze of society.
Despite all that, the image of her giving birth to her son’s child—her own grandchild—and living together with him.
Her heart throbbed. She was strangely drawn to it.
Even though she felt that future approaching and knew it would utterly destroy her son’s life and her own.
There was a part of her that desperately craved that future, so she couldn't avoid it.
And so, Lee Seon-mi let her son rest for a moment, gently stroking his hair as she whispered.
"Do you feel refreshed?"
"...No."
"...Really?"
Lee Seon-mi wore a puzzled expression as she stroked his hair. She felt anxious, thinking that after cumming this much, he should be more than refreshed—was something lacking?
Like a woman who had seen her lover unsatisfied with sex. Even though it was something that made her let out a hollow laugh at herself upon realizing it, Lee Seon-mi looked at her son, overcome with anxiety.
"Ah, I didn't mean it like that..."
The son seemed to realize his mistake late, lifting his head briefly to kiss his mother.
A light kiss, the kind a mother and son might share. He frowned slightly as he felt her pussy squeeze tight.
"I cum so much, I'm just tired."
"...Ah."
How many times had it been? She couldn't even remember clearly, so she just blinked blankly, and the son seemed the same, only laughing quietly.
"I think I cum almost ten times. I'm really, really tired. If you hadn't ordered all that stamina food on the way here, I think I would've fainted."
"I'm sorry. Mom just..."
"I'm not blaming you. I did it because I wanted to, too."
Lee Seon-mi watched her son vacantly as she felt his cock slide out, and the son gave an awkward smile at her gaze.
The expression the mother wore was one that even felt like a sense of deprivation. Because he never thought his mother would make such a face.
The son brought his cock, messy with semen and pussy juice, in front of his mother’s face.
"Clean it for me. Make it spotless."
A nonchalant request. However, because Lee Seon-mi had taught him that she preferred it that way, it was something she couldn't refuse—and in fact, something she had come to like to some extent.
One might even say she felt a sense of satisfaction from it. Thus, Lee Seon-mi took her son’s cock into her mouth without hesitation.
She puckered her lips to suck, her tongue gently flicking over the glans before moving down the shaft.
She wiped away the clinging semen with her mouth and gripped the base of his cock with her trembling hands, stroking it firmly.
The son spoke while leaving the cleaning of his cock to his mother.
"Since you said you wanted to go, let's go to the theme park tomorrow. I don't know what's there, but... let's do lots of things."
The son gently stroked his mother’s hair. It was a scene that looked less like a mother and son and more like lovers with a clear hierarchy.
Yet, as if he no longer found it strange, the son quietly stroked her hair, kneaded her cheeks, and touched her chin. His mother found peace in his touch, busily moving her head.
"Mom."
The cock had long since been cleaned. Even so, the son didn't stop her, and the mother continued to stimulate his cock by sucking on it before quietly looking up at him.
"Can I call you by your name?"
Her body flinched. She wanted to reprimand him, saying it was disrespectful.
But she felt something within her that made her heart race, blocking those words.
As she pulled her tongue along the length of his cock and let it slide out, the son gripped his twitching member and looked at his mother with burning eyes.
"Can't I?"
Eyes and actions full of emotion. Lee Seon-mi gulped, intending to say no, or that it was only for this once.
But the words that came out of her mouth first were different.
"Do you want to marry Mom?"
His cock twitched. His sensitivity, already pushed to the limit, caused the semen boiling up from his testicles to be vomited out, the surging fluid weakly soaking her chin and cleavage.
While being hit by the dripping semen, Lee Seon-mi looked at her son without averting her eyes.
"Do you wish I wasn't your mother, but your bride?"
As if proving the woman before him was his, the semen soaked her mouth like a marking and dripped onto her neck. Since Lee Seon-mi was lying down and the son was sitting beside her, the semen didn't spread further but simply stained her.
[Number of erections caused by Mother: 132]
The blinking number soon changed, and the limp cock stood tall once more.
[Number of erections caused by Mother: 133]
It was clear the son had also begun to envision the future.
A disgusting yet arousing future where he called his mother by her name instead of 'Mom,' impregnated her with his cock-juice, and started a family together.
Perhaps that was why the son touched his mother’s cleavage, which was wet with semen, and nodded.
"Call me."
And so, Lee Seon-mi allowed it, even as she felt her own breathing grow heavy.
"...Seon-mi."
At the sound of her name called by her son, she felt her pussy clench at the empty air, her internal walls rubbing against each other.
The backflowing semen leaked out from her entrance and soaked her thighs, wet and hot along with her pussy juice.
Her face flushed, and before she knew it, she was looking up at her son with the expression of a female who had melted into a puddle.
"Until we go back, I'll call you Seon-mi."
Lee Seon-mi nodded, submitting to the words of her son—and her husband.