Chapter 113: Side Story - Mother (34) ♥
Chapter 113: Side Story - Mother (34) ♥
Kang Yu-jin traced his memories back to the past.
Back when his mother was strictly just a mother. Back when Kang Yu-jin was still an innocent, naive child.
He had been watching his mother on stage. Her appearance then was quite different from her usual self.
She didn't show the coldness she typically wore. Of course, she was charismatic enough to command the entire stage, and her expression was as cool as ever.
But unlike the mother he knew in their daily life, the woman on stage was more vibrant.
She was brimming with vitality.
It felt as if the time, contemplation, and emotion imbued in every single movement were overflowing, filling the entire stage.
She performed all sorts of movements as if she existed solely to stand upon that stage, burning through her life force as she moved in harmony with the flowing music.
That was the moment Kang Yu-jin decided who the most beautiful person in the world was.
In a way, one could call it his first love.
He had never admitted it until now because the idea of his mother being his first love sounded like a ridiculous joke.
But looking at her then, Yu-jin had felt love.
Something that went beyond simple familial affection.
That was why, from then on, he followed her every time she performed.
He loved how his mother, drenched in sweat after a performance, would hide her troubled expression and embrace him instead of pushing him away as he clung to her.
It was a feeling he had forgotten—one that had faded once Lee Seon-mi became solely "Mother."
Recalling those emotions, Yu-jin felt a sense of conquest begin to mingle with them.
His mother’s golden age. Her most beautiful years. She was still beautiful now, but that was a time when she was even more full of life and vigor.
The world-renowned ballerina, Lee Seon-mi. That very woman was now approaching him, preparing to be impregnated by him.
"Mom..."
"Yes? What is it?"
"I love you."
The words were sudden. However, his mother took a short breath before nodding.
"Yes, I think I know."
Her eyes drifted toward Yu-jin’s cock. It was already standing tall and throbbing. It was an adult son’s cock, thick with veins and grown to a satisfying length and girth.
When she had first put it in her mouth or massaged it with her hands, she had felt a surge of revulsion. Now, however, it looked almost cute—even lovely.
The way it stood so gallantly, twitching in anticipation of spraying its seed into her, was adorable.
"How do I look in my ballet practice clothes? Does it suit me?"
It suited her perfectly. Perhaps because she had worn such clothes her entire life, Yu-jin thought the ballet outfit fit her wonderfully, even though it had been a long time since he’d seen her in one.
"Doesn't it look strange? It’s a bit tight."
"No, it looks great. Actually... it’s incredibly sexy."
"Calling your mother sexy..."
"We’re about to have sex, so can't I see you as sexy?"
"You can."
His mother gave a faint, subtle smile. Yu-jin felt his heart pound at that expression.
He didn't even think about the age gap, the fact that they were mother and son, or that they were family.
He simply felt the vague realization that the woman before him was his lover and partner.
Hearing the word "sex" out loud made the situation feel even more erotic.
"When I was little, I never imagined I’d end up getting my mom pregnant."
Lee Seon-mi hesitated for a moment. She wondered whether to tell him the truth or lie to further his excitement.
But there was no need to lie in a situation like this. She decided to be honest.
"Neither did I."
"...Really? I thought for sure you were raising me just to devour me later."
Lee Seon-mi quirked an eyebrow, and her son gave an embarrassed laugh.
"As I watched you grow, I started seeing you as a man. When you were little, you were just my cute little baby."
"Am I not now?"
There was a hint of playfulness and slight sulkiness in his voice. She accepted this twisted relationship as her own—this greedy bond where they were lovers and mother and son, where he could act like a spoiled child and a romantic partner all at once.
"You still are. My beautiful, handsome son."
As she spoke, she gripped his cock, gently massaging and stroking it up and down. His breathing grew ragged. His arousal was vividly displayed through his member, which pressed against her lower belly, crushing her uterus through the smooth fabric of the leotard.
"Will you help me give birth to another beautiful baby?"
"...Yeah. Yes. I definitely will."
Her son nodded, his breath heavy with excitement. It was lovely to hear him speak while leaking thick pre-cum, as if he were terrified the opportunity might slip away.
His mother tilted her head up and closed her eyes, and her son leaned down to overlap his lips with hers.
Mwah.
The sound was soft and light. It was a gentle kiss.
A kiss between mother and son. A kiss they enjoyed for its depravity, its lightness, and its affection.
It was the kind of kiss they wouldn't mind even if they were seen by someone they knew outside.
People might think she was just a doting mother, but it was a form of skinship she no longer minded, as it allowed her to reveal a fraction of the love she harbored within.
His mother showered him with repeated kisses while diligently rubbing his cock.
Her son’s cock, which now belonged solely to her. The cock she would have to soothe and care for for the rest of her life.
As she stroked its tall, pleasant curves, she felt her son’s hands begin to move.
Haa, haa... His breathing was labored. In his excitement, her son was kneading her breasts.
He massaged them over the fabric before sliding his hands inside. The twisted affection and carnal lust, mixed with the love he had felt since childhood, stimulated a sense of depravity that filled his brain with a tingling sensation.
Standing before the bed, the mother and son exchanged these affectionate kisses and caresses before gradually being drawn toward the mattress.
Thump. Their knees and legs hit the bed. As if by unspoken agreement, Lee Seon-mi and Kang Yu-jin locked eyes.
"Son."
His mother pushed him down. Falling onto the bed without resistance, Yu-jin felt his heart race as he was enveloped by his mother’s unique scent lingering on the sheets.
Today, right here, he would have sex with his mom and get her pregnant. The mere thought made his testicles feel like they were boiling.
His instincts sang, telling him to rightfully possess the female before him and impregnate her to produce offspring. Feeling the weight of that inevitability, Yu-jin lay there as his mother instructed and began to stroke the base of his member.
"Naughty boy."
He had stroked it because he couldn't bear the sensation, but his mother wasn't pleased. She needed to get pregnant, and since there was no guarantee it would happen in one go, she wanted to collect as much semen as possible.
She slapped his hand with a sharp smack, though it was gentle. Her son let out a ragged breath while holding his twitching cock.
"Mom, hurry..."
"Are you... that turned on?"
"Yeah, incredibly. I'm so hard. I want to cum inside you right now."
The answer came instantly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. His mother no longer felt depravity or guilt at her son’s attitude.
Instead, she felt that after all this time, she was finally being desired.
She was being seen as a woman by her son, and being treated as one.
Furthermore, the fact that her son was so aroused gave her a sense of self-esteem and pride.
She suddenly wondered if all those years of exercising to shape her body, maintaining her health, and struggling to keep her charm were all for this very moment.
Despite the fact that she had to protect her son—that she had vowed to save him as his mother—she felt a love deeper than any sense of duty.
She was happy to be desired by him. She loved being loved by him.
The sight of her son so intensely aroused, so desperate to impregnate her, was simply adorable.
And so, Lee Seon-mi, with honey-thick pussy juice leaking from her crotch, pulled out a pair of scissors she had prepared in advance.
"...Mom...?"
Her son’s eyes widened in realization. It was an outfit she wouldn't wear again anyway. She had already done this to her workout clothes, so it wasn't entirely strange.
Yet, her son was shocked. Lee Seon-mi also hesitated inwardly.
To both her and her son, destroying this specific outfit carried a very different weight.
However, she was looking at her son’s cock. It throbbed violently as if trying to grow even larger, despite already being at its limit.
Watching that, she lowered the scissors.
Snip. The sound was clear.
The crotch of the leotard was cut open. The scrap of fabric that had barely been covering her pussy was sliced and left hanging, revealing her private parts through her stockings.
She wasn't wearing underwear. As she cut the pure white tights, pussy juice dripped heavily from beneath her neatly groomed pubic hair, soaking the bed.
Her son’s breathing became suffocatingly heavy. The outfit that symbolized his mother’s prime—the one he had admired—was being transformed into a garment meant to receive his lust and his cum for the sake of pregnancy.
Unable to suppress his excitement, her son began to stroke himself. His mother bit her lip as she watched him.
She was just as aroused. Despite falling into the abyss for her son’s sake, her mind was surprisingly at peace; rather, an uncontrollable excitement was consuming her.
But it wasn't enough. She tore a bit more. Lee Seon-mi skillfully moved the scissors to rip the tights further, clearly exposing her anus and the crack of her buttocks.
Snip, snip.
She cut the shoulder straps of the leotard, baring her breasts.
The only part still held in place was her tight waist. Every other part of her—everything that could stimulate her son’s lust or help receive his cum—was vividly exposed for him.
And that wasn't all. As she cut the ballet suit, she was already thinking:
If I can do anything to save my son, then offering my pussy, letting him touch my breasts, and accepting his lust is surely something a mother can do.
Despite the incoherent logic, she truly believed it.
The moment she set the scissors down, her son pounced.
His erect cock rubbed against her pussy. His glans poked at her pussy hole, and the entrance, which was stickily opening and closing, seemed to lick his tip as if welcoming a new master.
As their bodies intertwined, Lee Seon-mi gave a faint smile and wrapped her legs around her son’s waist, pulling him close.
"Son."
Her son finally looked up. His eyes, shimmering with lust, were uncontrollably excited.
"Let’s make a little sibling with Mom, okay?"
At those deliberate words, Kang Yu-jin could no longer hold back.
He thrust his hips down. Having had sex with his mother dozens of times already, he was familiar with her pussy. As soon as he found the position of her pussy hole and pushed, his cock buried itself inside as if it had been waiting.
A violent surge of pleasure shook her body. It was the pleasure of having her dark, secret desire—the desire to be conquered by her son—fulfilled.
She unconsciously curled her toes and gasped as she felt the path her son’s cock was taking.
His member was magnificent in every way.
Even its thickness was a perfect fit for her pussy, and its length filled her completely, reaching the very end of her canal.
Even its curves felt good. It was a cock that stimulated every one of her erogenous zones just by naturally sliding in and out.
Was it because they were mother and son? Lee Seon-mi tilted her head back and stuck out her tongue as his cock reached her deepest point.
As she exhaled ragged breaths, her son held his position, having conquered his mother to her very depths.
She knew exactly why he had stopped. His cock was twitching, frozen deep inside her, buried to the root.
He was so excited that he was on the verge of ejaculating. Knowing this, his mother squeezed her pussy tight and cupped her son’s cheeks with her hands.
"Son."
"Mom..."
"It’s okay."
His body trembled. His mother whispered to him as she watched.
"Mom will take care of you until you’re ready to go again."
Her son’s eyes flickered, and his mother smiled without realizing it.
"Shoot lots of your cum into Mom and get me pregnant."
Her son couldn't resist those words.
Already pushed to the brink by the sight of his mom in her ballet outfit, Kang Yu-jin buried his face in her breasts and ejaculated, thrusting so deep he crushed her uterus.
His semen, as thick as jelly, poured out toward the place where he was born—toward his mother’s ovum that waited within.
Lee Seon-mi reached her climax as she felt the distinct sensation of the foreign fluid.
Even though she was receiving her son’s sperm into her uterus without any protection.
Rather than a sense of crisis, anxiety, or despair, she was filled with overwhelming lust.