Chapter 97: Side Story - Mother (18)
Chapter 97: Side Story - Mother (18)
Kang Yu-jin’s life changed slightly after that.
He had filed for a leave of absence from school, and though he was facing enlistment, the delay of his induction date meant he had nothing but time. His life shifted to revolve primarily around his mother, bringing with it a type of interaction they had never shared before.
“I’m heading out~!”
Once Kang Yu-ri left with a cheerful shout, Kang Yu-jin stayed behind under the pretext of helping his mother with the cleaning and housework.
There were invitations from friends to hang out, and people occasionally looked for him, but considering how a person’s schedule usually revolves around their lover, it wasn't hard to guess where Kang Yu-jin’s priorities lay.
“Son, Mom’s going to Pilates.”
To anyone else, those words might sound like a simple goodbye or an instruction to clean the house while she was gone. In this context, however, they carried a heavy, implicit meaning.
Don’t go anywhere, don’t take care of it yourself, and wait until Mom gets back.
And if you absolutely can’t stand it, ask me to send a photo or a video to help you finish.
Just that implication alone was enough to make Kang Yu-jin feel the blood rushing south as he recalled the acts they had been performing daily.
It felt like drawing water from an inexhaustible spring. No matter how many times he poured his lust into his mother—the very flesh and blood who had given birth to and raised him—he found himself pathetically erect every time she tempted him like this.
This time was no different. With a prominent bulge in his pants, Kang Yu-jin hesitated for a moment, glanced at the empty shoe rack where his sister had just been, and spoke.
“Can I come with you?”
It was a departure from their usual routine. Lee Seon-mi raised an eyebrow and looked at her son. Specifically, she looked at the messages hovering over him like an overlay.
[Number of erections caused by Mother: 99]
[Number of ejaculations caused by Mother: 47]
[Son, Kang Yu-jin, ejaculates 100 times targeting Mother, Lee Seon-mi: 47/100]
After their intense encounter at the hotel, she had been anxious despite taking an emergency contraceptive pill. She had eventually bought a pregnancy test and sat in the bathroom with it one day while her son was asleep. It was a time when she thought she had grown used to taking his desire in her mouth and sharing kisses that only lovers should share.
Fortunately, she had let out a deep sigh of relief when the test showed only a single line.
She knew such a mistake should never happen again, but she also knew that simply thinking "it shouldn't happen" wouldn't prevent every accident. Thus, she had been consistently taking birth control pills while maintaining her relationship with her son.
In that sense, her exercise was a part of their routine.
‘Does he really like it that much when I’m covered in sweat?’
Her son particularly enjoyed doing it when she was damp with perspiration. It might have been because she had almost no body odor, but it was also because her muscles were relaxed from the workout and her increased body temperature made her pussy feel pleasantly, stickily tight.
Though her sense of guilt and depravity hadn't faded, she considered it a good sign that he was expressing clear desires and initiating things.
‘…No, it’s not a good thing.’
Lee Seon-mi checked her thoughts and shook her head internally. It was true that she had to make her son ejaculate 100 times, and thanks to her efforts and his libido, there were only 53 times left. However, the fact that she had no idea what to do with this completely broken relationship weighed heavily on her mind.
How far would this go? How long would it last?
If there was no end, where would this relationship evolve, and what kind of conclusion would it reach?
Perhaps she could have found a better way. Perhaps she had made a hasty decision and acted wrongly. Perhaps she was the one who had completely ruined her son.
All sorts of worries and emotional whirlpools surrounded her. These thoughts were a natural reaction.
What if he grew older and reached marriageable age but never dated anyone because he viewed his mother as his lover?
And what if a child actually resulted from this?
Or, if no child was born, what if this relationship continued until she went through menopause and grew old?
Maybe, what if, perhaps.
Just as all sorts of dizzying thoughts were flowing through her cerebral cortex—
“Mom?”
“Ah.”
“Is it not okay? If not, I’ll just stay home…”
“No, it’s not that.”
The suggestion her son had made was, in fact, out of consideration for her.
It wasn't that they hadn't almost been caught at home before. Each time, she had managed to escape the situation with a plausible excuse, but Kang Yu-ri was no fool. Lee Seon-mi felt dizzy just thinking about when that sharp-witted girl might catch on.
If Kang Yu-ri had graduated and moved out for university or a job, it might be different, but she was still a student. Since they couldn't tell a student to live elsewhere, this mother-son incest was inevitably restricted by time and place.
Despite this, her son was suggesting they move the location and timing of their habitual incest.
“Won’t you be bored?”
It was a natural question. At her words, her son’s lips twitched.
A clear hesitation lingered on his face. What on earth was he trying to say?
“I’ll just… wait in the car while thinking about you, Mom.”
His words were incredibly explicit. So much so that an "Oh my" escaped her lips before she could stop it.
In other words, he was saying he would wait while masturbating to thoughts of her.
She felt a complex mix of emotions at that fact. Hesitation and dejection, but also joy and relief.
She told herself the latter was likely joy that the plan was progressing well enough to save her son, and relief that her plan wasn't wrong. Additionally, it was the result of her actively embracing her infamy.
So, Lee Seon-mi pondered for a moment. How would a "bad mother" who actively engaged in incest with her son act and speak? Fortunately, because she thought about it often, it wasn't difficult.
She approached her son. His eyes locked onto her, and he closed them as he saw her lips approaching.
Their lips met. A deep, passionate kiss, the kind lovers would share, unfolded between mother and son.
Their tongues intertwined. With their lips pressed together, they licked and tilted their heads back and forth to lock together perfectly.
As her son persistently licked her tongue, the mother let out a moan. She guided his hand to rub her lower abdomen—the spot where her uterus lay—before leading it down to her buttocks.
As his sticky touch displayed a sense of possession over her womb, she used her other hand to softly knead the bulge in his pants. She reached inside and massaged his glans, which was already slick with pre-cum.
That alone left a scent on her hand. A fluid imbued with the excitement of a lewd, sticky aroma. After the long kiss, she withdrew her hand and licked it clean with familiar, deliberate care.
What am I even doing? It was an act that made her smile bitterly through her self-loathing. However, because the filthiness of it perfectly aligned with her intentions, she stepped back and spoke.
“Shall we? It’s hard for Mom to come all the way back home just to do it with you, too.”
Saying it was "hard to endure" would have been more accurate, and both the son, Kang Yu-jin, and the mother, Lee Seon-mi, knew it.
Perhaps because they had done this several times now, the son accurately grasped his mother’s intent and grabbed his clothes.
The prominent bulge in his pants was still distracting, but their house was a private residence—a wealthy home with its own private garage. Naturally, there was no one to see, and the car’s window tinting was so dark that no one could look inside.
He was about to head to the garage without hesitation, but his mother caught his shoulder.
“Son.”
“Yes?”
“You’ll be bored while you wait. You should have something to look at.”
When her son blinked, failing to grasp her meaning, his mother unhesitatingly pulled down her yoga pants.
Sticky pussy juice had gathered on her underwear, stretching into threads. His eyes took in her well-groomed pubic hair and the pussy he had already grown familiar with—a sight that made him gulp.
For her son’s visual pleasure, the mother willingly shed another layer and lifted her sports bra.
Her breasts and pussy were now fully exposed—the two things her son loved most.
His mouth hung open, and the cock inside his pants throbbed as if it were about to ejaculate at any moment. Lee Seon-mi gazed at him and spoke.
“You can take a video.”
Her son readily accepted the offer. He pulled out his smartphone, opened the camera, and started recording. Once he managed to steady the slightly trembling screen, his mother slightly spread her legs, willingly exposing her private parts to his phone.
“Can I… spread them?”
“Yes, whatever you want.”
And so, with his mother’s permission, the son filmed a video—material to use for masturbating in the car until she finished her workout.
She had shown him many times before, but being filmed directly was a first. The possibility of it leaking crossed her mind for a second, but…
If it got her son excited and made the remaining 53 ejaculations go smoothly, she would gladly accept any infamy…
‘No, I probably wouldn’t do it gladly.’
Her sense of reality tried to stop her, but she didn't care.
She simply let her son film her spreading her pussy, capturing her throbbing interior, showing the pussy juice dripping heavily, and as the camera moved up to her face, she stuck out her tongue and moved it obscenely as instructed, even filming herself squeezing her own breasts.
Perhaps he was over-excited by the fact that he was "freely using his mom as masturbation material," because her son soon put his hand inside his pants and began to masturbate as if possessed.
Lee Seon-mi’s eyes widened naturally, but she didn't stop him. This, too, was an ejaculation directed at her.
‘I didn’t expect him to do it right now.’
But what’s good is good. Instead, she raised her arms to show her armpits or massaged her own breasts to help him get more excited.
“…Ugh.”
[Number of ejaculations caused by Mother: 48]
[Son, Kang Yu-jin, ejaculates 100 times targeting Mother, Lee Seon-mi: 48/100]
She stared at the rising number and the stain spreading on his pants.
Breathing heavily, her son frowned slightly, looking uncomfortable with the mess inside his trousers. Lee Seon-mi made sure he didn't fall into a pit of self-loathing.
“Did it feel good?”
“…Yes.”
Her son’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. He hesitantly put away the smartphone he had used to film her.
“Did you get enough footage?”
“Yes, yes. Plenty…”
“Then, while Mom is working out, are you going to masturbate in the car while thinking about having sex with me?”
“Yes…”
“I’m glad.”
Without even knowing what she was glad about, her son’s pants bulged once more.
[Number of erections caused by Mother: 100]
Is it finally 100? she thought as she pulled her yoga pants and sports bra back on, donned a snow-white tank top, threw on a coat, and headed to the garage.
She reflected that it had been a while since she had gone somewhere with her son.
The mother and son got into the car.