The Girlfriend's Mom Who Doesn't Refuse

Yeonwoo greeted her, took off his shoes, and stepped inside the house.

The interior was neatly arranged, and the aroma of delicious food wafted from the kitchen.

"Hyena hasn't arrived yet."

'An everyday emotion level... So she's somewhat overcome her husband's death... And it jumped to 38 the moment she saw me. Proof that after several encounters, she's developed fondness and affection for me.'

He thought this as he politely handed over the two birthday gifts he'd brought.

"Happy birthday. This is a gift..."

"Huh? Ah!!! Why go to all this trouble... You didn't have to bring anything..."

Minyoung took the gift, slightly surprised.

"One you can open later when Hyena gets here, and one you can open now. It might be awkward to open it while we're together..."

Yeonwoo said.

His eyes glinted slightly.

Minyoung unwrapped the small box with a puzzled expression.

"Huh? What's this? You said it's awkward to open when we're together..."

As she peeled off the wrapping paper, inside lay neatly arranged items with a luxurious feel, mixed with black lace.

Thin silk... small pieces of fabric...

It was hard to immediately recognize what they were.

Driven by curiosity, Minyoung carefully lifted them out of the box.

When she unfolded them...

A mesh bra and panties,

along with mesh tights that added a subtle sheen,

and a garter belt secured with black straps—all in one set.

"Oh my!"

For a moment, Minyoung felt her face flush hot.

Turning to look at Yeonwoo, he was watching her with a playful smile.

"Hey! W-what is this…!"

Minyoung hastily shoved the items back into the box and closed the lid.

"You're just messing with me, right?"

"Maybe... I really thought they'd suit you."

Minyoung was speechless.

"You're crazy. And I'm not the type to wear something like this."

"Why not? You can wear it when you're with me."

"Are you really serious?"

Minyoung took the items into the bedroom, buried them deep in the bottom drawer of her closet, beneath a pile of sweaters.

Then she returned to the kitchen.

"You're too much with your jokes."

The hem of her white dress fluttered in the air.

She tried to refocus on preparing the food, but her hands trembled.

She attempted to concentrate on chopping salad ingredients and boiling soup, but the trembling in her hands wouldn't subside.

Yeonwoo's words, "I thought they'd suit you," echoed in her ears.

'No way. How could I wear something like that...'

A fleeting image of herself in such underwear crossed her mind.

Her face burned.

She shook her head, trying to shake off the thought.

Yeonwoo approached her cautiously.

The light caught her dress, revealing her skin through the thin fabric.

Sensing Yeonwoo approaching, Minyoung spoke without turning around.

"Don't come over! You're too much!"

But Yeonwoo moved closer, standing behind her and attempting to wrap his arms around her waist.

Minyoung twisted her body to escape.

"Don't, Yeonwoo. Hyena will be here soon."

Her lips trembled slightly.

"There's still over an hour left."

Yeonwoo muttered.

"Seriously, you always do this."

Yeonwoo's hand gently held Minyoung's chin, lifting her head.

"If you keep pushing me away like this... I might really leave."

As his thumb touched just below her lips, Minyoung's breath hitched.

The shadow of her long eyelashes trembled on her cheek.

In truth, Minyoung was uncomfortable with always rejecting Yeonwoo's advances.

She desired him too.

She had suggested celebrating this birthday together simply because she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wanted to see him one more time.

But now that they were this close, the thought of him being her daughter's boyfriend loomed like a shadow, making her instinctively pull back.

Yeonwoo's complaints were perhaps understandable.

'What if... he really starts to dislike me.'

The thought brought a wave of anxiety.

"What ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠are you saying?"

"Just for a little while before Hyena gets here..."

Yeonwoo's hand slid down from her waist to grip her buttocks.

"Do you want to? With me?"

"Yes..."

Minyoung stared at Yeonwoo's face for a long moment.

"...Alright."

She said in a small voice.

"Do whatever you want."

Then she placed both hands on the sink, pushing her buttocks back slightly so they touched Yeonwoo's body.

"But... we need to finish quickly. Understand?"

Instead of answering, Yeonwoo lifted the hem of her dress.

As his fingertips brushed the side of her thigh, Minyoung's breath quickened.

Yeonwoo pulled down her panties.

They fell softly to the kitchen floor.

Her plump, glossy buttocks were revealed.

Under the kitchen lights, her pale skin glowed softly.

And between them, her pussy glistened with arousal.

Proof that she was already sufficiently wet.

Yeonwoo slowly lowered his pants.

As he removed them, his massive erection sprang free.

He slowly brought it to Minyoung's pussy.

Her body reacted before the contact even happened.

Her pussy twitched, and her buttocks quivered.

Minyoung moaned softly, a mix of shame and excitement.

"Hmm..."

The tip of Yeonwoo's cock found her wet ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pussy, applying gentle pressure.

"Ahh... Yeonwoo..."

And slowly, his cock was drawn into her pussy.

A painless, soft intrusion.

Her insides gradually embraced him.

The moment Minyoung accepted him from behind, the desire she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had been suppressing erupted all at once.

Her body remembered.

That she had wanted him,

That she had longed for his warmth.

"Ahhh~"

As Yeonwoo's cock fully entered, filling her pussy, she let out an uncontrollable moan.

She acutely felt the overwhelming presence of his massive cock.

Yeonwoo slowly withdrew and thrust back in.

The tight, elastic grip of her pussy transmitted a pleasant sensation along his entire cock.

Each time he pulled out, her pussy tried to hold onto his cock, and each time he entered, it welcomed him comfortably.

In sync with his rhythm,

the inner muscles of her pussy tightened and responded.

"Minyoung, do you... hate doing this with me...?"

Yeonwoo's voice whispered close to her ear.

His breath was hot.

"No... I like it."

Her answer came out breathlessly.

It wasn't a lie.

At least, not in this moment.

Her buttocks moved back unconsciously, trying to take him deeper.

"But why do you always reject me at first?"

Yeonwoo asked, thrusting in deeply once more.

The fullness of his cock filling her pussy made Minyoung's eyebrows furrow.

"Hnnn~ You know why."

Minyoung continued with difficulty.

"Our relationship... isn't normal."

"But you end up allowing it anyway..."

His movements became slightly rougher.

"You too... even when I reject you, you end up putting it in anyway. Hnn..."

Yeonwoo maintained a steady rhythm, moving his hips.

The friction from his massive cock produced lewd sounds.

Slap!

Slap!

"But... I don't feel good every time you reject me."

"I don't know... so... will you... start to dislike me?"

Minyoung's voice trembled.

At her question, Yeonwoo's movements stopped.

"I don't know."

His voice was low and serious.

"If a woman keeps rejecting me like this every time... how long do you think I can keep going..."

At his words, Minyoung's heart sank.

It was a statement that fear could become reality.

The vague terror of him leaving became a concrete possibility.

She reached back to grab his hand.

Desperately.

"I understand. I won't... reject you anymore."

Her whisper sounded like a promise, or perhaps a plea.

The moment Minyoung whispered her promise, Yeonwoo took a deep breath.

He tightened his arms around her waist and began moving deeper and more rhythmically than before.

"You're promising, right?"

Yeonwoo's voice mingled with his panting.

"Yes... I promise. As long as Hyena isn't here..."

Each thrust made her buttocks jiggle elastically.

And her age-defying tightness excited Yeonwoo every time.

The fact that she was Hyena's mother,

the thrill and stimulation of fucking his lover's mother—those were certainly significant.

But that wasn't all.

Sex with her always satisfied Yeonwoo.

His movements were no longer cautious.

Her permission,

her plea had stimulated him, drawing out the intense desire he had initially suppressed.

Yeonwoo's rhythm quickened.

"A, Yeonwoo... Ah! Ah! It feels so good."

Each time he thrust hard, her body was pushed toward the sink.

Her breasts lightly touched the cold sink.

His speed and force grew increasingly rough.

His hands roughly gripped her plump buttocks.

His fingers dug into her flesh.

"You're not just saying that, right? If you say 'don't' again next time, I'll really leave."

"I won't... I absolutely won't... Ah, there..."

She mumbled as if to herself.

Minyoung closed her eyes tightly.

She decided not to think about anything for just this moment.

In this whirlpool of desire, no moral dilemmas, no complicated relationships...

The fact that the man thrusting into her pussy was her daughter's boyfriend...

She decided to forget it for now.

She would surrender her body solely to the man ruthlessly pounding her from behind and the physical pleasure spreading like a shiver from the depths of her body that he aroused.

Yeonwoo's movements were rough and fast, hurtling toward the climax.

"Ahh! Ahh! It feels so good. Yeonwoo!!! It feels so good. Ahh!!!"

"Hnn... Me too... I'm feeling so good too. Minyoung..."

His breathing became very rough, and the hand gripping her buttocks tightened.

Minyoung unconsciously arched her body back, welcoming him deeper.

"Yeonwoo!!! I'm... going crazy!!!"

Her scream filled the kitchen.

Her entire body was seized by intense convulsions, clinging to his body.

"Minyoung!!! Me too... I think I'm gonna cum!!!"

At the same time,

hot fluid gushed out from the massive cock filling her pussy.

Squirt!

Squirt!

Squirt!

Hot, abundant semen flooded her deepest parts.

The sensation made her convulsions even more intense.

His cock twitched inside her pussy, injecting every last drop into her.

They leaned against each other, panting.

Then,

a vibration and ringtone broke the silence.

Minyoung's phone, placed on the sink, displayed the name 'Hyena'.

Yeonwoo slowly withdrew from her pussy.

Unable to lean on Yeonwoo's body anymore, Minyoung's legs gave out, and she collapsed weakly onto the floor.

Semen and arousal leaked from her pussy, wetting the kitchen floor.

Minyoung weakly picked up the phone and answered.

When the call ended, Yeonwoo pressed his lips to her shoulder, softly kissing her sweat-dampened skin.

"I think we could do it one more time?"