Chapter 111: Side Story - Mother (32)
Chapter 111: Side Story - Mother (32)
Getting his mother pregnant. Even just as a concept, it was fraught with issues, but the more Kang Yu-jin dwelled on it, the more he realized the problems were infinite.
Pregnancy was an act that inevitably left a mark. Not just the act itself, but the fact that the results were so visible made it nearly impossible to deceive those around them.
Her growing belly, the fact that he was the only male in the household, and the clear evidence of how close he had become with his mother lately—it would all be laid bare.
Kang Yu-jin knew that once they started, there was no way to avoid being caught.
And yet, he could feel his cock throbbing inside his pants, aching with an erection.
The thought of impregnating his mother brought a level of excitement that far outweighed his worry and fear.
The idea of his mother’s belly swelling as she carried a child conceived from his own semen—a being that would be both his sibling and his child.
Just imagining it provided a sensation that went beyond a simple thrill; it delivered an intense surge of arousal, heightening the sense of depravity he had been growing accustomed to.
He felt like he might ejaculate from the fantasy alone. It wasn't hard to predict the pleasure that would follow the process, either.
It would feel uncontrollably good. To become his mother’s lover, to overlap their bodies as if they were considering marriage, and to climax inside her with the explicit goal of pregnancy.
Kang Yu-jin stammered at the thought, and it was only after barely composing himself that he managed to speak.
“Mom, you know what you’re saying, right?”
His mother, Lee Seon-mi, tilted her head at his question. She looked composed because her expressions were usually subtle, but Kang Yu-jin knew her pussy was already growing damp.
“Do you think your mother doesn't know what pregnancy is?”
She sounded blunt, but that wasn't her actual intention. If anything, it was the opposite.
Because Kang Yu-jin knew his mother so well, those words only served to arouse him further. His excitement was clearly visible through his trousers, and his mother reached into his fly as if she were simply wiping away a stray tear or a runny nose.
The son groaned at his mother’s touch, savoring the sensation of her hand wrapping around his shaft and moving up and down.
That touch was thick with affection and desperation, intertwined with a twisted sense of maternity.
It was a touch that sent a clear realization to her son.
“You’re not just saying this to get me hard… you’re serious?”
Yu-jin glanced around, worried someone might be there, but no one was walking down the deserted alleyway at this late hour.
In other words, even if they were caught in this situation where his mother was giving him a handjob, as long as people didn't realize they were mother and son, there wouldn't be a major problem.
Even if they were seen, they would likely just receive a warning or a judgmental glare.
Yu-jin watched her eyes while feeling her hand.
“Mom, really…”
“Son.”
Everything he was about to say vanished instantly. Yu-jin met his mother’s eyes as she looked up at him.
“Don’t you want to get me pregnant?”
Yu-jin trembled. The meaning behind those words was a poison that led to an irreversible future, yet it was far too sweet.
He couldn't help but envision that inevitable future.
The sight of his mother holding his child in her arms. Her swollen belly.
The act of planting his seed in the very uterus he was born from to make her bear his own child. It was all unbearably depraved, a total desecration.
As the sense of depravity—which had already melted him several times during their previous encounters—surged again, Yu-jin felt his mind boiling with vivid sexual desire.
“No, but… the problems…”
Even so, he tried to restrain himself with what little reason he had left.
“Is that so?”
“Yeah, so…”
“But I want to have my son’s baby.”
The words his mother added were far too provocative.
“Mom…”
“Do you hate the idea of me being pregnant?”
Even when Yu-jin squeezed his eyes shut, his mother’s words didn't go away.
“It’s not that I hate it, but…”
In a situation like this, he had no choice but to be honest. After all, a mother was still a mother; lies didn't work on her.
Besides, he was so excited he felt like he could cum just from the imagination.
He could feel the blood rushing, filling his body to the point of bursting, and just reflecting on the darkness of that future and the fantasy made his pre-cum leak out.
And yet.
“Still, if that happens… there will be all sorts of problems…”
The son desperately tried to dissuade her.
“Mom, I’m going to stop taking birth control.”
She said it because she thought it would be enough to stop him.
But Lee Seon-mi had long since made up her mind.
She would save her son. No matter what infamy she had to endure, no matter what bleak future awaited them.
A mother was the type of being who wanted her child to live, even if the child themselves felt otherwise.
It was the same now. The son blinked in confusion at his mother’s words.
Her statement could be interpreted like this:
From now on, I won't use contraception, so if you don't want to get me pregnant, you'll have to give up the act itself.
The son felt a sense of awkwardness at words that sounded almost like a threat. He knew his mother wasn't the type of person to threaten others.
“Mom…!”
“If you take out a condom, I won't let you put it on. I’ll poke holes in it. Or I might even take the condom with your semen in it, turn it inside out… and put it in my womb myself.”
“No, wait…”
“If you try to pull out, I won't let you. I’ll make sure you cum entirely inside my uterus.”
The hand gripping his cock held him firmly, stroking up and down, and Yu-jin exhaled a hot breath in time with the movement. This wasn't the kind of gentleness that usually accompanied foreplay.
It was a harsh attitude he rarely saw from his mother. Faced with something that felt more like a threat, Yu-jin was confused, but he tried to think about why she was doing this.
His mother, who had never revealed her inner thoughts and always maintained an inscrutable demeanor.
He tried to understand why she was suddenly acting this way.
But he couldn't. Just as he had failed to grasp her true intentions when she first displayed her sexual desire—instead labeling her with infamy—the son failed to understand her true meaning this time as well.
Instead, his assumptions leaned toward the "fake" intention she was projecting.
“You don't have to go that far! I love you too, Mom, and I’m never going to abandon you!”
Realizing he might have spoken too loudly, he glanced around to see if anyone was passing by. His voice had been quite loud, but fortunately, the alley remained empty.
His mother felt relieved that her son was thinking exactly what she wanted him to.
“Really?”
It wasn't a question asked out of doubt. The son opened his eyes while gauging her reaction, feeling her hand slowly reciprocating his cock.
Before he knew it, she had pulled his member out of his fly and was stroking it. His cock, slick with pre-cum, made a squelching sound with every pass of her hand.
“Then prove it.”
“Prove it…?”
“Get me pregnant.”
The conversation felt like a broken record, circling back to the same spot. Yu-jin tried to let out a frustrated sigh, but all that came out was a pathetic groan as her hand gripped his base and slid upward.
“You don't have to do anything special.”
“I…”
“Just feel good with my body. You can do what you usually do. If there’s something you want to do, or a certain outfit you want me to wear, just say the word. And we can do it whenever you want. I’ll take care of the rest.”
The son felt a sense of strangeness at her desperate-sounding words, but the situation was far too stimulating to voice his confusion.
The urge to ejaculate was slowly building. It was semen stirred up by mere imagination, and because he had become so habituated to her lately, it was rising to the surface in no time.
Lee Seon-mi felt it. Through the twitching cock, the pulse she felt beneath it, and her son’s expression and movements.
Sensing that her son was close to climaxing, she lowered her gaze.
It wasn't that she particularly welcomed the idea of pregnancy itself.
Of course, she didn't hate being pregnant. She had already given birth to four children. She was someone who liked children.
The only difference was that this would be her son’s child. Deep down, she felt a sense of resistance and despair.
But she had to save her son. If he went to the military, he would surely die or be maimed.
Knowing that, she was willing to be toyed with by a devilish entity, offering her chastity to her son and bearing his child.
Many things would be ruined because of it; she would earn the hatred of her family and face their contempt.
But hadn't she already decided to take on the infamy? She solidified her resolve and looked at her son, who was panting as he reached his limit.
“Baby.”
The son opened his eyes at the intimate address. Beneath his half-lidded eyes, his mother whispered as she met his gaze, continuing to stroke him.
“It’s a waste to let it go, so cum here.”
She reached under her skirt and pulled down her stockings and underwear. Her glistening, wet surface was revealed, slick with arousal, and she pulled her underwear forward while it was still partially lowered.
She pulled her son closer and wedged him between her thighs. As she squeezed his slick cock with her legs, the son let out a ragged gasp.
“Do you want to cum while we kiss?”
The son hesitated. The hesitation was clear on his face.
He seemed to waver at the thought that he really might get his mother pregnant, but Lee Seon-mi did not hesitate.
“I didn't take my pill.”
She reminded him again that he could get her pregnant.
There was no need to remind him of how she had taken him into the women’s restroom at the airport to satisfy his urges, committing incest and letting him cum inside her.
The fact that he could get her pregnant actually provided a perverse sense of relief. The son grit his teeth, closed his eyes tight, and leaned in.
What followed was an intimate, affectionate touch—the kind of skinship that might seem like family love between a mother and son.
Mwah. The contact of their lips was warm. The warmth spreading through his chest made his heart feel like it was melting.
The sensation of it melting and dropping into his stomach brought both heat and comfort.
Beyond that, the son’s hands cupped his mother’s cheeks, pulling her into a deeper kiss.
Mwah, mwah, mwah. Along with a flurry of bird-like pecks, the son let out a sharp, short gasp.
She felt a surging torrent between her thighs. A mouthful of semen released without a sound. Her son’s precious seed, hot and sticky, pooled between her thighs and soaked down to the cleft of her buttocks.
[Number of times ejaculated due to Mother: 103]
As it splattered over her underwear and soaked into her stockings, she rested her face in her son’s hands for a moment while her own hand gripped his base to milk him.
So that he would release every last drop without holding back. The son squeezed out every bit under that touch, and only after his semen had thoroughly drenched her underwear did his mother let go of his cock.
The son moved away. As he stumbled back, his mother pulled her skirt back up.
“Son.”
The son stared blankly without answering. He couldn't take his eyes off the sight of the semen he had just spent, smeared all over her underwear.
His mother called him again.
“My sweet son.”
“…Huh?”
“Could you help me pull my underwear up?”
The sound of him swallowing hard was loud. His breath hitched as his cock remained half-erect, and his mother watched as her son’s trembling hands gripped her stockings and clumsily pulled them up.
Her pussy opened and closed with a wet sound. Squeezing the air, her vaginal opening clamped down on the semen-stained panties pressed against it, drawing the fluid in.
The squelching sound seemed loud in the silence. The son looked around anxiously before backing away again.
While his cock was still exposed and twitching, his mother let out a heavy breath and lowered her head.
Beyond the semen-soaked underwear, she could vividly feel the texture of his seed against her labia.
‘I won't get pregnant from just this one time.’
She thought as she smoothed her skirt and looked at her son.
To further provoke him and turn him into a son who truly wanted to impregnate his mother, there were still words left to say.
“I’ll make sure to give birth to a beautiful, kind child for you.”
Tucking his half-soft, half-hard cock back into his pants, she whispered to him.
“Let’s sleep together tonight, okay?”
To complete the quest as quickly as possible.
[Number of erections due to Mother: 219]
Fortunately, the effect was immediate, and Lee Seon-mi led her son back home with a sense of relief.