The Soaked Girlfriend's Mom
"Yeonwoo... us... let's stop now. We can't do this. That day was a mistake. We can't do it again. So Yeonwoo... please don't..."
Min-yeong turned her head away from Yeonwoo's approaching lips.
Yeonwoo gently cupped her face and turned her head toward him.
"That's right. It was a mistake. But we can't stop."
"That day... I wasn't myself. I was so exhausted... but please, Yeonwoo... huff..."
Yeonwoo's lips crashed against hers again.
Min-yeong tried to pull away, but Yeonwoo's strong arm gripped her waist and yanked her closer.
"Mmm..."
Her weak protest escaped between their lips.
But when Yeonwoo's tongue forced its way into her mouth, her hands had already wrapped around his waist.
The sound of their mingling saliva filled their mouths.
Min-yeong's lipstick smeared across Yeonwoo's lips.
Yeonwoo gripped the back of her head and kissed her harder, deeper.
He felt the softness of her tongue and lips completely.
Her lips sucked at his, her tongue tangling naturally with his.
Slurp...
Smack... smack...
Slurrrp...
Yeonwoo's other hand caressed her breast.
Her full, heavy breast filled his palm.
The lush, sensual texture overflowing in his hand made his fingers move faster.
Min-yeong's breathing grew more ragged.
His hand, lingering on her breast for a long moment, slid down her waist and burrowed into her panties.
Min-yeong turned her head to avoid the kiss.
"Why do you want to do this with me?"
"Because you like it, Mother."
"Just because I like it doesn't mean I can let anyone touch me."
"I don't care about that."
"... I'm... Hye-na's mother. Your girlfriend's mother. You can't just hug me whenever you want."
She finally pulled away from the kiss, her breath coming in disordered gasps.
"You're planning to break your promise?"
"Yeah... it was a stupid promise from the start."
Stop it... if I let him hold me again...
Yeonwoo covered her mouth again.
Why am I... letting this kid drag me along like this? Why is my body... why is my heart so broken...
Min-yeong knew her own resistance was pitifully weak.
But she couldn't resist any harder.
Yeonwoo began kneading her buttocks fiercely.
Min-yeong turned her head away from his lips once more.
"Stop."
Her voice hardened.
She stepped back and smoothed her disheveled clothes.
"As I thought... this can't happen. Please, Yeonwoo... you need to snap out of it."
Yeonwoo caught her wrist and pushed her body forward again.
"Mother..."
He approached her once more.
"You want this too."
"No, that's not true."
She shook her head.
"I... I just lost my husband not long ago. Please..."
She looked at Yeonwoo with pitifully sorrowful eyes.
"Don't make me a bad woman anymore."
Min-yeong's hand pushed against Yeonwoo's chest, but no strength went into it.
It was just...
resting on his chest.
"Stop... please..."
If he keeps doing this... I'm going to want it too.
Min-yeong couldn't voice her inner thoughts.
Yeonwoo paused, watching her expression.
Haa... this is tough... do I need to manually adjust the numbers again?
Emotion Level 12
The numbers were clearly rising even in auto mode, and the promise she'd made that day still bound her.
But...
this forbidden situation was preventing her from easily surrendering her body.
Let's try a little more. If I take it too easily... that's boring too. And it definitely won't help me.
"Do you really... want me to stop here?"
Min-yeong trembled in Yeonwoo's arms, unable to speak.
"You didn't. You accepted me at your husband's funeral, didn't you?"
"That was..."
Min-yeong bowed her head deeply.
Yeonwoo's hand slowly lifted her skirt hem.
"Don't do this. What's so good about a middle-aged woman like me... Yeonwoo..."
Her thighs trembled slightly, and a small white panty barely clung to her voluminous buttocks.
His hand traced her abdomen and slowly slipped inside her panties.
He felt the texture of her lush pubic hair, then the dampness of her flesh.
"Hnn... Yeonwoo..."
Min-yeong's breathing suddenly quickened.
"Huff... this really shouldn't be happening... Yeonwoo... think of Hye-na."
Emotion Level 16
Despite Min-yeong's pitiful plea, Yeonwoo's hand caressed her pussy inside her panties.
Gently...
Softly...
His fingers felt the slickness filling her pussy.
Yeonwoo looked into Min-yeong's eyes.
She turned her head away, ashamed of being caught.
"See... I'm still young like this."
"No... stop..."
"What does age matter? Your body that day... was younger than anyone else's. And look how wet you are here."
"This is... unavoidable. When a man holds me like this..."
"Does every woman get wet when anyone touches her like this? Is that you, Mother?"
"That's not true. What do you think I am..."
She answered irritably.
"Then why are you wet?"
"Because!!! It's you... it's you that makes me wet."
Min-yeong confessed.
"But just because I'm wet doesn't mean we have to have sex!!"
"When did you get this wet?"
At Yeonwoo's question, Min-yeong blushed and turned her head.
"Fine... from the entrance where I saw you... I've been wet like this. I don't know why I'm like this..."
Yeonwoo's finger inserted further, stretching her pussy entrance.
"Crazy... I told you to stop!!! Haaang~"
Yeonwoo's finger inside her pussy vibrated and moved quickly.
Min-yeong writhed and moaned.
"Aang~~ Yeonwoo... let's stop!!! If you do that..."
"Do you really not know? Why you're wet? Why you're clenching..."
When his thumb rubbed her clitoris simultaneously, an unbearable moan burst from Min-yeong's lips.
"Yeah... I want it too. Huff... but... I can't just do everything I want. Hnn..."
Emotion Level 28
Clear nectar flowed down Min-yeong's inner thigh.
The sticky, tight grip of her pussy sucking in Yeonwoo's fingers was vividly felt.
"After that day... have you never thought about me?"
"..."
"Have you ever gotten aroused thinking about that day?"
"..."
"Have you ever wanted to be held by me again?"
"..."
"Why? Because you're wet with your daughter's boyfriend... are you ashamed?"
She couldn't answer Yeonwoo's words.
The finger movement inside her pussy continued.
"Huff... Yeonwoo... please stop... if you keep doing this... I won't be able to hold back."
Emotion Level 33
"If you want it, just do it. Why hold back? What's so wrong about it?"
"Haaang! Haaang! Because you're... my daughter's boyfriend... because you're young... because you're not the kind of man I should be with..."
"Just... see me as a man."
Yeonwoo's hand continued to tear at Min-yeong's pussy.
Min-yeong's legs grew weaker, unable to stand anymore,
and her body already desperately wanted Yeonwoo's.
Min-yeong looked straight into Yeonwoo's eyes and spoke.
She realized further resistance was meaningless.
"Yeonwoo... do you really like me?"
Yeonwoo nodded.
"Do you really want to do this with me?"
"You've been running to me like this."
Min-yeong hesitated for a long moment before finally parting her lips.
"Alright. Yeonwoo... take me... to the bed."
She whispered in his ear.
Yeonwoo smiled and pulled Min-yeong's body into his arms.
He lifted her up and turned toward the bedroom.
"Oh my!!! What am I doing... I'm... really going crazy..."
Min-yeong's voice was full of shame, but her moans only aroused Yeonwoo more.
He carefully laid Min-yeong down on the edge of the bed.
His hand spread her legs and burrowed between her knees, and Min-yeong's breathing grew rougher.
"You... you know you're really crazy, right?"
"Yes. I'm... crazy for you, Mother."
Yeonwoo slowly lowered his body onto hers.
The bed sank deeply under their weight.
Yeonwoo grabbed both her wrists and raised them above her head.
"I... I really don't understand. Why a woman like me..."
"The woman in my arms right now is just a beautiful woman."
As Yeonwoo's body entered between her legs, her legs wrapped around his waist.
Min-yeong was surprised by her own actions.
If I do this... it looks like I want it too much. What am I doing...
But when his hand grabbed one of her breasts, those thoughts vanished.
His fingers sank into the full breast overflowing in his palm.
Yeonwoo stimulated her nipple between his fingers.
"Hnn..."
Min-yeong's body trembled finely, and an uncontrollable moan escaped her lips.
"Ah...!"
Yeonwoo greedily squeezed the other breast with his other hand and opened his mouth to swallow the hard nipple.
When his tongue wrapped around the hardened part and sucked, Min-yeong's back arched off the bed.
"Haaang... it feels so good. What am I supposed to do..."
A cry burst out.
At the funeral home, he'd kept her numbers fixed in passive mode, so he hadn't known...
but her body was highly sensitive to stimulation.
His lips sucked her nipple harder.
"Y-Yeonwoo... stop... ah! Haa... ah!!!"
Her cries grew louder and her body twisted.
Min-yeong's hand gripped his hair and pulled him deeper into her breast.
Her surrendered body was quickly sinking into this situation.
When Yeonwoo's teeth lightly bit her nipple, her legs clamped tightly around his waist and spasmed.
"Hnn... huff... huff... please... you... feel so good."
Red bruises were faintly blooming on her white skin.
"Mother's breasts... taste so good."
He sucked her nipple hard.
"If you suck like that... I... can't hold back. Haaang~~"
Min-yeong's body tensed and arched backward, her hand gripping Yeonwoo's head tightly.
What am I supposed to do... I'm really... feeling it again... with Hye-na's boyfriend.
"If it feels this good, why are you saying that?"
"I don't know... don't ask me that..."
Watching Min-yeong, her breasts heaving and drenched in pleasure, a faint smile appeared on Yeonwoo's lips.
"So delicious, Mother."
"You're really like a thug. Calling a woman delicious..."
His hand spread her thighs wider, and finally, he unzipped his pants.
With the sound of the zipper, his already erect cock pushed aside her panties and revealed itself.
Thump.
"Fuck... it's too big."
Min-yeong cursed unconsciously.
"You like big ones too, Mother."
"When did I..."
As she said that, she remembered her body screaming in pleasure from that massive cock at the funeral home.
Her face burned.
His cock was fully erect, veins clearly visible.
Clear fluid glistened at the glans.
Min-yeong's eyes widened as she stared at his cock.
Her lips trembled and opened, but no words came out.
Yeonwoo traced the entrance of Min-yeong's pussy with the tip of his cock.
"But... it's really... too big... I can't believe this is going inside me."
"You already know it fits your body perfectly."
"I don't know... I really don't know..."
Her legs were already spreading to accept it.
"Tell me you want it. Don't call it rape again."
"I don't know..."
"I'm asking you to say it. I don't want to be the kind of man who rapes women."
"You're already doing it by force."
"I thought we both wanted this. Spreading your pussy like this... and you still won't admit it?"
Min-yeong glared at Yeonwoo.
But soon she looked away and spoke slowly.
"Fine... I want it... come inside me."
At Min-yeong's words, Yeonwoo began slowly pushing his cock into her pussy.
Into Hye-na's mother's pussy...
once again...
the hot cock tore through her soaked entrance and entered.
Her pussy flesh was pushed inside along with it.
Min-yeong's hand gripped the bedsheet.
"Kuhk...!"
Her pussy clamped down with astonishing tightness, wrapping around his cock.
Sweat beaded on Yeonwoo's forehead.
"Fuck... this tightness feels amazing."
Yeonwoo muttered deliberately so Min-yeong could hear.
That blunt remark erased the lingering worry about her age in Min-yeong's heart.
He pushed his cock all the way in, to the hilt.
"Haaak! Haaak! Haaak! Yeonwoo. I... it feels so good."
"Me too..."
"Are you... doing this because I'm a widow... and it seems easy..."
"No... even if you had a husband right now, I'd be doing this."
Yeonwoo's hips pulled back and then thrust hard again.
The sound of wet flesh rubbing filled the bedroom.
Min-yeong's breasts bounced heavily, capturing Yeonwoo's gaze.
"Mother's breasts... are so pretty."
His hand roughly grabbed one of Min-yeong's breasts and pushed harder.
"Liar... haaak!!"
Min-yeong's pussy responded by clamping down harder and more pleasurably on his cock.
"Really... do you like me?"
"Yes... I love it. You're... the best woman."
"Hnn... Yeonwoo... hnn..."
Yeonwoo's movements continued stimulating Min-yeong's pussy at a steady rhythm.
Min-yeong had already surrendered her body completely to the pleasure he gave her.
Now she hoped his movements would never end.
Then Yeonwoo stopped moving.
And, lifting Min-yeong's upper body, he sat her up.
"Huh? Why?"
Min-yeong asked, eyes wide in confusion.
"Now... Mother, you do it."
"Huh? Me? What do you mean?"
Yeonwoo lay back on the bed and looked up at Min-yeong.
Min-yeong's face turned bright red, and she placed her hand on Yeonwoo's chest.
Min-yeong quickly realized what Yeonwoo wanted.
"Hnn... this position... it's embarrassing..."
"I wanted to see Mother looking this embarrassed."