Chapter 89: Side Story - Mother (10) ♥
Chapter 89: Side Story - Mother (10) ♥
Kang Yu-jin didn’t say a word.
However, that didn’t mean he was entirely ignorant of what was about to happen. He felt his perception of his mother warping, and his waist gave an involuntary twitch.
Even so, Yu-jin couldn't reject that sense of depravity. Though he didn't know it, he was helpless against the Heat his mother had directly instilled into his mind.
Led by her hand, he entered the bedroom she had once shared with his father. There, he sat on the large bed that his mother now used alone.
He swallowed hard.
His mother’s underwear fluttered to the floor. His cock was already throbbing inside his swollen fly, and Yu-jin stared blankly at her, his face flushed crimson with a mix of tension and arousal.
These were emotions he shouldn't dare harbor for his mother. Yet, he couldn't resist. As he faced her naked body once again, he felt as if he might ejaculate right then and there, his hand moving toward his crotch instinctively.
“Yu-jin.”
Or rather, he tried to. The emotionless voice of the mother who had given birth to and raised him since he was a child stopped him in his tracks.
Despite the fact that she was the one who had brought him here, he felt intimidated and slumped his shoulders.
Seeing him like that made Lee Seon-mi feel a pang of guilt. It broke her heart to feel that he found her scary and difficult to approach.
When had it started being like this? She simply wanted to get along with her son and daughters.
To talk warmly with one another, to joke around, and to kindly look after each other’s well-being.
She wanted to be someone precious to them, yet not distant. Lee Seon-mi, whose social skills weren't the best, didn't know how things had turned out this way.
However, she knew what she had to do now. She was a mother.
If she didn't want her son to die—or suffer a fate worse than death—she had to cross the line before her as if it were nothing.
The possibility that she had been deceived? It wasn't zero.
But rationally speaking, the most foolish thing would be to trust only in that possibility and do nothing.
If she didn't act now, the chance of changing his fate would converge to 0%.
But she knew that if she did something, even a thread-like miracle might descend before her eyes.
That was why she was willing to wrap herself in infamy.
To be seen as a mother who lusted after her son’s manhood and craved his semen.
A woman who, having lost her husband, took out her displaced libido and twisted maternal instincts on her son under the guise of affection.
So that in the future, it wouldn't be strange for her son to seek her out whenever he wanted to ejaculate, or for her to go to him at night to take him in her mouth or join their bodies.
Furthermore, so that her son would take it for granted and vent his sexual desire as many times as needed until he reached the 100th time, allowing him to survive.
She was willing to do it. Because that was her duty, and what she had to do.
And so, Lee Seon-mi sat down in front of her dejected son.
Her bare skin felt cold against the rustle of the blankets. It was autumn, bordering on winter; though the house was heated, the room they hadn't used in a long time was filled with a lingering chill.
Being naked wasn't something she was used to. However...
[Current Action: Aroused while looking at the naked body of his mother, Lee Seon-mi.]
[Advice: He is suffering due to overlapping Heat effects. If left unattended, the prolonged pressure on the erect penis may cause long-term curvature issues. Immediate undressing and release are advised.]
She intended to follow the advice. As her hand slowly reached out and brushed her son’s cheek, he, who had been huddling his shoulders in intimidation, trembled violently.
“Son.”
“…Yes.”
“I’m not scolding you.”
His hesitant gaze drifted upward. It lingered for a long time on her chest. On her large breasts, marked with a small mole.
They were breasts he hadn't touched since he was weaned. With their alluring size, shape, and texture, they were the manifestation of motherhood standing right there.
“B-but still…”
Looking at those breasts, his cock throbbed even harder inside his fly, a movement both of them were vividly aware of.
Lee Seon-mi fully understood the guilt and agony permeating her son’s heart. The fact that he wasn't taking action himself proved how good of a boy he was.
Even though the Heat was stacking and he must have felt sticky and uncomfortable from having already ejaculated twice in his pants...
He was suppressing his desires solely with the thought that he shouldn't do this.
She vividly remembered the advice that had appeared when she first obtained the status window.
[Advice: During his puberty, your son, Kang Yu-jin, suppressed his boiling sexual desire toward Lee Seon-mi and his eldest sister, Kang Yu-dam, on numerous occasions.]
Even if he had masturbated and ejaculated to her body several times back in middle school...
Once he grew up, he knew he shouldn't and had held back well. That had been true until very recently.
Even the increased number of ejaculations just now—hadn't she been the one to encourage them? The fact that he hadn't grabbed his cock while viewing his mother as a sexual object told her that her son was a good child.
Therefore, the one to push him and cross the line first had to be the mother. Lee Seon-mi steeled her heart.
“My son.”
Yu-jin reacted to the rare tenderness in her voice. Their eyes met as his gaze slowly drifted up, and the mother contemplated.
“Come closer.”
“M-Mother…”
“Call me Mom. Like you used to.”
There are times when you realize the weight of a word the moment you speak it. It was the same for Lee Seon-mi.
The moment she uttered the word "Mom," she realized she had been hurt by her son keeping his distance and calling her "Mother" for so long.
So she mustered her courage and approached, placing her hand on his cheek and bringing her face close to his.
The mood was important. He was already as aroused as could be, but to successfully wring out the remaining 81 times, she had to create the right atmosphere.
She didn't care what happened afterward. There was no other way.
And so, the mother put into practice an act she should never do to her son.
She tilted her head, met his eyes, and overlapped her lips with his.
Her son squeezed his eyes shut, his trembling hands coming to a halt. Feeling that, Lee Seon-mi pressed closer, sensually and lovingly brushing her lips against his as she took his wrist and led him.
It wasn't that she lacked a sense of shame. She was embarrassed. A part of her desperately wanted to pretend this never happened.
But the nightmare she had seen...
The sight of her son looking like he was at death's door...
The smell of disinfectant in that bleak hospital room, the beeping sound of the heart rate monitor...
Those things gave her actions justification.
The mother guided her son’s hand to her massive breasts.
She felt his large hand.
She remembered when he was a baby and she had breastfed him.
That lovely, tiny baby of hers was now all grown up.
He kneaded her large breasts. His hand seemed to sink in as it moved along her skin.
He gripped them, squeezed them, his touch moving along the underside of her breasts where a sensual cold sweat was forming. At his sticky touch, she felt pussy juice leaking from her opening.
It had been a long time since she'd engaged in anything sexual.
Since Lee Seon-mi had lived without a single lover since her husband passed, she could feel her long-starved vulva aching for her son’s member, tightening in anticipation.
But not today. If she crossed the line too quickly or acted too hastily, her son might get fed up or scared.
Slowly, leisurely, like a light drizzle soaking the hem of one's clothes.
Until this became a part of his daily life.
Even if that meant she would be responsible for relieving her son’s sexual desires as a new routine once he was exempted from the military and escaped his fate...
She was willing to accept even that gladly, as long as her son could live.
‘…Well, maybe not "gladly."’
Her reason protested, and while she acknowledged it, she allowed her breasts to be caressed by her son’s touch.
“…Do you like Mom’s breasts?”
No answer came. But seeing his touch grow more persistent, it was an affirmative.
Feeling a faint thrill run down her spine, she cupped both of his cheeks.
“Do you want to kiss more?”
Kang Yu-jin nodded cautiously. Lee Seon-mi closed her eyes again, a faint smile playing on her lips despite herself.
Their eyelashes brushed, and their lips met as she tilted her head. Her son’s body heat, his breath—everything was incredibly sweet.
It wasn't that she didn't have any psychological resistance.
She was reminded once again of the fact that this was her own son, whom she had given birth to.
The difference between his large hand and the tiny baby hand she remembered, the features that were so similar to hers yet different, reminding her of her husband...
These things instilled a hesitation she couldn't hide.
A sense of depravity boiled up, and self-loathing briefly reared its head.
But she parted her lips as if to forcibly kill those feelings.
While her son flinched, Lee Seon-mi pushed into his mouth and met his tongue with hers.
Their tongues rubbed against each other. Sticky saliva and heavy, leaking breaths mingled in the air.
On the tongue she licked, there was still the taste of the sandwich she had made for him.
A filthy kiss that a mother and son should never share. Something a parent should never teach.
As if passing on a legacy, she persistently swept her tongue over his, then overlapped their lips again, letting their tongues entwine.
“Mmph, ah, hng.”
Her son let out a groan. His body trembled and twitched. Beneath her closed eyes, the status window flickered.
[Number of Ejaculations caused by Mother: 20]
He had ejaculated again. The sense of depravity and excitement from kneading her breasts while sharing a deep, lover-like kiss with his mother had overwhelmed him.
When she slightly opened her eyes and shifted her gaze, she could see his fly, soaked and sticky, at the edge of her vision.
Then it was time to start. She ended the kiss, and her son briefly stuck out his tongue as if lingering on the sensation before withdrawing it, his face flushing with embarrassment.
“I’ll do it more for you later.”
Her son didn't answer, realizing he'd been caught, but for the first time in a long while, Lee Seon-mi found him adorable.
Yes, this much could barely be considered skinship between family members...
‘I can't say that. Families don't use their tongues.’
Her iron-clad reason denied it, and Lee Seon-mi agreed as she met her son’s eyes.
“If we do it now, we won't be able to kiss. That’s why I did it beforehand.”
“…Huh?”
“Lie down.”
Her son stared blankly at his mother but followed her command, lying down and frowning slightly as if the heavy sensation in his pants was uncomfortable.
“It’s uncomfortable, isn't it?”
“T-that, well…”
“It’s okay. I’ll make you feel better.”
As she spoke, Lee Seon-mi reached for her son’s crotch.
He tried to stop her in a panic, but he couldn't truly block her.
The stacked arousal made it impossible.
And so.
Lee Seon-mi lowered her son’s pants and faced a cock that was quite different from the one she had seen when washing him as a young child.
The moment she saw it, she felt as if her breath had been taken away.
It was...
‘…It’s big.’
It wasn't that she had many experiences. In fact, to be precise, there had only been one man.
But that didn't mean she couldn't distinguish sizes.
She was surprised to find that her son’s cock was of a considerable size.
Not only that, but it was drenched and dripping with semen, which was falling in beads along the shaft and the base.
It was the first time she had seen a man’s genitals in a long time.
She just never imagined it would be her son’s. However, she couldn't just stand there frozen.
She met her son’s eyes for a moment and, after some thought, changed her expression.
With a very faint smile, she gripped his cock.
“It’s gotten all dirty. Why did it turn out like this?”
Was it because she took care not to sound like she was blaming or interrogating him? Her son didn't lose heart; he mouthed some words as if thinking, then fell silent.
“Tell Mom.”
“…That’s.”
“I told you I’m not scolding you. It’s okay.”
Instead of answering, her son rolled his eyes, looking at his mother’s lips or breasts.
That in itself was answer enough.
If she were a mischievous person, she might have pretended not to know, but she didn't want to do that.
She didn't have the time for it, either.
“Because you kissed Mom and touched Mom’s breasts?”
“…Yes.”
“You came a lot.”
Perhaps he hadn't expected the word "came" to come out of his mother’s mouth, because Yu-jin flinched violently, and the semen-covered cock in her hand twitched and grew even larger.
“Did you get excited because Mom said you came?”
Her son quietly covered his face and nodded. Even though the situation was clearly bizarre, Lee Seon-mi felt his excitement.
To the point where she felt it was necessary to endure some embarrassment for the sake of her maternal duty.
“Mom feels the same way.”
She spoke words she didn't truly mean. Before her son could say anything, she lowered her head to look at his cock.
Standing tall and twitching, there was a sense of resistance to putting it in her mouth.
Even more so because it was her son’s. It would almost be better if it were a stranger’s.
‘…No, maybe a stranger’s would be better.’
The thought flashed through her mind. She wasn't even sure which would be better, but she had no time to hesitate.
She simply lowered her head and brought her lips to the cock, from which a musky, pungent scent was rising.
And what Kang Yu-jin felt...
Was his mother’s soft, moist lips—the ones he had already felt while kissing—kissing his glans and taking him into her mouth as if he were precious.
It was hot, warm, and soft. The comfort that came from her carefully taking him into her mouth without letting her teeth touch him.
It was a pleasure, yet not just pleasure; it was a comfort like warm water that was so soft it made a groan escape his lips involuntarily.
If he could set aside the fact that the owner of that comfort was his mother, he would have enjoyed it peacefully, but Yu-jin couldn't.
Tense, and feeling his sense of depravity and guilt turn into sexual desire boiling in his testicles, he twitched his waist.
His mother’s mouth was wrapped around his cock.
The mother who had given birth to and raised him. The woman who had only ever been his mother.
That mother was sucking his cock with such care and coquetry, as if he were her lover or husband.
She moved busily, her ears flushed a deep red.
Her head moved down, her tongue sweeping over the shaft and glans, steadily moving as she swallowed the thick, clinging semen.
She briefly looked up to meet his eyes as if checking his reaction, and upon reading the pleasure in his expression, she began to move again.
Because she had taken off her underwear, her fully exposed pussy was drenched in juice that soaked her thighs, and she sucked him while tucking her loose side hair behind her ear.
Fellatio, oral sex—it had been a long time, and she wasn't used to it.
But it was her son’s first time. Fortunately, the son who was a novice and the mother who was practically one as well weren't a bad match.
In the end, Lee Seon-mi let his cleaned cock out of her mouth.
[Number of Erections caused by Mother: 67]
One thing that was a bit surprising was that what she had been sucking until just now wasn't a full erection.
Lee Seon-mi stared at her son’s cock, which was now standing tall, her eyes wide.
“Oh my.”
An exclamation escaped her lips. She had thought it was big, but it was even bigger than she'd expected.
“It’s grown a lot. My son.”
“Please… don't say it like that…”
“It’s okay. I’m your mom.”
“It’s because you're my mom that I…”
Even her son’s mumbling voice was cute and lovely. If it weren't for the situation, she might have called this the image of the family she had long desired.
Suppressing a sigh at the fact that her wish had been fulfilled in such a twisted form, she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, which was wet with her saliva, and stimulated it by moving her hand up and down.
“Ah, hng, ugh.”
Hearing his groans, she felt that the time for ejaculation was near.
And if she simply let him ejaculate, it would end as a one-time deviation.
There were still 80 times left—or 79, if he ejaculated now. She felt the need to pull this relationship into something regular and long-term.
But what should she do for that?
After some thought, Lee Seon-mi spoke words she didn't truly mean.
“Son.”
“Yes, yes.”
“Mom… has always wanted to do this with you.”
His face contorted slightly from the shock. Amidst the confusion, his sexual desire bloomed vividly. Since she had already decided to wrap herself in infamy, she intended to inflate that infamy properly.
“Tomorrow, and the day after… I want to do this every day.”
“M-Mom…”
“Would that be okay?”
Confusion, agony, self-loathing, and guilt were clearly visible on her son’s face.
But Lee Seon-mi felt she needed to drive the point home now.
She knew what she had to do for that.
“Do you want to come on Mom’s face?”
“W-what?”
“Don't you want to spray it on Mom’s face?”
She was confident in her face. And she knew the best way to utilize that face right now.
“T-that’s…”
“If you promise to let me do this every day, I’ll let you spray it on Mom’s pretty face.”
The son who had watched her ballet since he was a child, who had admired and looked up to her.
Knowing that well, Lee Seon-mi sought to properly stimulate her son’s sexual desire, lust for dominance, and sense of depravity.
And her son, Kang Yu-jin, fell for it completely, his breathing turning ragged.
She saw his hand moving roughly as he gripped the base of the shaft below where she was holding it. As Lee Seon-mi kissed and sucked the glans, his movements grew even more violent.
Rubbing her thighs together instinctively, she whispered while stroking the shaft.
“Spray lots of your cum on Mom’s face.”
The overlapping Heat and overwhelming sense of depravity. The long-accumulated respect and reverence gathered at the urethral opening at the tip of the glans.
“Ugh, grrrgh…!”
Her son swallowed a groan, his waist trembling. The moment she saw his gathered emotions surge forth as white, cloudy cum, Lee Seon-mi closed her eyes and received his semen on her face as if receiving a baptism.
Splat, splat. She felt the touch of the falling semen on her skin. It painted her eye area so she couldn't even open an eye, smeared her mouth, covered her cheeks, and settled on her nose with an overwhelming scent that filled her nasal cavity.
Her breathing grew ragged despite herself, and feeling her heart beating even faster, Lee Seon-mi opened her mouth and panted.
Silence descended. The only thing filling the space was the heavy breathing of the mother and son.
There, while gasping for air, Lee Seon-mi kept her grip on his cock and gently stroked it, helping him spray the remainder toward her face.
[Number of Ejaculations caused by Mother: 21]
[Son, Kang Yu-jin ejaculating 100 times targeting Mother, Lee Seon-mi: 21/100]
Receiving the dripping semen on her face and engraving the remaining number in her mind, Lee Seon-mi thought:
From now on, her son would never be able to escape.
And the mother, instinctively licking her son’s cum that covered her face, made a vow.
That she would truly do anything to save her son.