Mission for My Friend’s Mom

“Auntie. I know you’re awake. Keep ignoring me like that and I’ll send Seoa the photo I just took for breach of contract.”

Whether she was ashamed of having been fucked and creampied by her daughter’s friend, or simply embarrassed at being caught faking unconsciousness, Auntie flushed red and pushed her upper body up to look at me.

Seeing Cha Saea Auntie’s lush breasts slick with sweat and her pale pussy still leaking cum, my cock rose stiff again even though I had just emptied myself moments before.

Perhaps because of that, the auntie who had been looking at me hurriedly dropped her gaze.

“Auntie, you’ve already taken a creampie in that pussy, and you’re still shy about looking at a cock? Right after you came you were staring just fine.”

“Th-that’s not it. Your… thing is just too big… that’s why.”

“Cock. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Cha Saea, what did I tell you?”

I hardened my expression and switched to casual speech. Auntie flinched and fidgeted with the fingers she had been using to prop herself up, as if weighing something.

“…Y-you told me to use crude words…”

At this point I was starting to think her resistance was just a kind of scripted WWE match she was staging to drag the situation out. Looking at her Tiafans account, you could tell the knowledge inside her head was already full-pro-level degenerate.

Still, who would have guessed she’d pull the pure-virgin act in real life… Works out better for me, though.

“So my cock is too big and you’re embarrassed to look? Because you like it too much?”

“N-no, it’s not that, it’s just so big it’s disgusting…”

Her words said one thing, but her faintly flushed body suggested other reasons. I didn’t bother calling her on it.

Besides, Auntie’s body was something else—even the soft pink marks left from me pressing her down looked impossibly beautiful against her skin.

Ha. Should I fuck her again?

I could go round after round without resting, but the way her body was trembling told me that would break her.

For someone this lewd, her physical durability is pure trash. One creampie and she’s already this wrecked? How do I fix that part?

“Auntie, lift your head and look at me properly. Looking away because you’re shy about the cock is a contract violation.”

“O-okay.”

I stood, crouched in front of her, locked eyes, and stroked ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Cha Saea Auntie’s cheek. Somehow, even in her late thirties, her skin was soft and springy like a baby’s.

The instant my hand touched her face she flinched and clenched her fists, but she went no further.

“Be honest. How was it?”

“I-it was awful! How could you do something like this to your friend’s mother… a-and what if I get pregnant after you go that far…”

“Go that far and do what? Why are you trailing off?”

Auntie started to lower her head in shame, then squeezed her eyes shut tight and opened them again.

She stopped herself because looking down is a contract breach. Cute.

“C-creampies this much… what am I supposed to do…”

“Do I have to think about that for you too? If you don’t want to get pregnant, Auntie, you work hard on contraception. Or if you happen to want my kid, go ahead and have it. I’ll take responsibility.”

“Y-you… the things you say… hah… there’s no way I’d want a child from someone like you.”

When Cha Saea Auntie opened her eyes again she glared at me while speaking, yet her face was flushed crimson, completely at odds with her words.

“That’s enough for today. Now teach me pilates.

I meant it when I said I wanted to learn from you, Auntie.

If you’d rather get fucked some more, I can fulfill my duty as master and fuck you. Your choice.”

At the sudden request for pilates lessons, Cha Saea Auntie stared at me like I was genuinely insane.

That reaction was exactly what I had been aiming for.

After treating her like a slave and fucking her senseless, turning around with a straight face and asking her to teach pilates would only make the dissonance worse—and make her fear me more.

“You really are… ha. Fine, put some clothes on.”

But Auntie was no pushover either. The moment I asked for pilates, her expression relaxed into something almost like the pre-contract Auntie.

“You should dress properly too, Auntie. You’re not trying to seduce the friend your daughter likes, are you? What kind of outfit is that from the first meeting?

Ah! Wait, is that it? Because Seoa likes me, you used me as content for your account?”

Auntie latched onto a different word instead of answering my last question, and pointed it out.

“Hajun… you! You knew Seoa likes you and still did all this?”

“How could I not know? Every time we meet, honey’s practically pouring out of Seoa’s eyes.

But the reason things turned out this way is all your fault, Auntie. You know that, right?”

At my words Auntie clenched both fists tight, trembling, and looked at me with pure contempt.

“Wh-what did I do wrong!”

“Cha Saea. Think carefully. What you did wrong.”

I dropped my voice and switched to casual speech. Instantly the earlier bravado vanished and she snapped back from friend’s mother to slave.

Her eyelids trembled roughly as she answered in a tiny voice.

“…I… ran a lewd account and used my daughter’s friend for my desires… and… I wore sexy clothes and set the situation up for it…”

Cha Saea Auntie recited it as if she had read my mind, perfectly accurate.

“You understand well.

Auntie, if you just act within your station, I’ll treat you as Seoa’s mother in everyday life. I’ll even use polite speech properly.

You treat me comfortably as your daughter’s friend too. That’s better for you, right? Or… should I treat you as a slave even normally?”

“…T-treating me as a friend’s mother is better.”

“Cha Saea. When your master shows you kindness, you start with thanks.”

I alternated kind polite speech and coercive casual speech like a dual-personality lunatic, throwing Cha Saea Auntie into confusion.

Every time I switched to casual she flinched; it seemed to be working well. If I only used casual speech she would get used to it and stop reacting this much.

“Th-thank you.”

Cha Saea Auntie made a bewildered face, then answered in polite speech without even being told.

“Shall we start now?”

For the next roughly two hours I listened to explanations about pilates, how future lessons would proceed, and had my body condition checked—perfectly normal class.

Auntie wore ordinary pilates clothes, and I wore the workout clothes I had brought instead of whatever flashy outfit she had prepared.

When ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I followed the lesson diligently without any sudden antics, Auntie gradually grew comfortable treating me the way she had before today.

“Hoo… hoo… That’s it for today. Good work, Hajun.”

Wanting, at least while I was treating her as a friend’s mother, to stay in the pre-contract relationship, Auntie really did act as if nothing had happened.

“Shall we wash up now?”

“Huh?”

At my words Auntie’s expression darkened again and her body flinched.

“Haha. Auntie, what were you imagining?

I just asked if I could use the shower because I sweat a lot from the workout. Don’t tell me…

You were picturing some AV scenario again?”

“U-uh… no, that’s… of course you can use the shower.”

After showering and changing, I came out to find Auntie had already finished cleaning and was even ready to close the center doors.

“Hajun. Shall we head out then?”

“You’re not going to wash, Auntie?”

“I-I’ll wash at home…”

“Cha Saea. There’s something to do before we part, so sit down.”

Auntie, who had been smiling while turning off the lights in every room except the info-desk lobby, sat in the desk chair with a shadowed expression at my words. I moved behind her, grabbed her bouncy breasts, and kneaded them.

Squish, squish♡

“Hnnk!!?”

Even through clothes the softness and firmness of her breasts transmitted clearly.

I whispered into the ear of the slightly shrinking Auntie.

“Unless you have something to say, keep every evening after six free from now on.”

“Every day… Seoa will get suspicious.”

“Haa… Do I have to invent the excuses for you too? Just say you’re starting night classes from tomorrow.”

Cha Saea Auntie clenched the fists resting on her thighs and gave a tiny, silent nod.

“And from tomorrow, every four hours after you wake up, take a verification shot of what you’re doing and send it to me. Also when you wake up, before meals, and before bed—always send naked, vulgar shots.

I learned this while sending verification shots to Lisa noona every free period for the past two months: it works really well.

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Whether Lisa noona planned it or not, the pressure of having to send those shots made the feeling of being bound to her stronger by the day. Now just looking at Lisa noona makes something inside me shrink.

I hate being on the receiving end, but since I learned it I might as well use it.

Cha Saea Auntie tried to turn her head to glare at me.

“H-how could you… hyik!?”

“What, you don’t like it?”

Squeezeee♡

I gripped her large, luscious tits hard and Auntie broke off mid-sentence into a moan.

“Do you hate it or not. Answer, Cha Saea.”

“Hnnk…!! O-okay.”

If the same pattern keeps repeating I could change it up that day, but the way she stubbornly tries to push back first is really cute.

“Ah. And from now on, get my confirmation before you upload anything to your Tiafans account.”

I took control of Auntie’s hobby as well. From now on, every sexual act of hers would stay under my control as much as possible.

And… the subscribers who had been laughing or getting off to posts that used me as a motif needed to feel something similar.

“I’ll decide today’s topic for you.

Take a close-up of the cum coming out of your cunt, post the photo, and write a piece expressing how happy you are that you found your master.”

“I-I’m not hap— hnnngh!!♡”

I pressed her breasts hard, cutting off Auntie’s desperate denial so she couldn’t continue.

“So, you’re not going to do it?”

“I’ll post it! I’ll post it, okay? Just… please stop for today.”

“Don’t forget to get confirmation before you post.

I need to sleep too, so send it by text before eleven. Understood?

Seo.a’s. Mother.”

I enunciated her daughter’s name one syllable at a time. Auntie first looked fed up with me, then spoke in resignation.

“Okay. Hajun. I’ll do as you say…”

I stroked Auntie’s long hair, stood, and left the pilates center.

Ah! That feels refreshing.

After Kim Hajun left, Cha Saea sat in place for a long while, unable to move. The situation was simply too much to accept…

What am I supposed to do from now on? Still… if I can just hold out for one month…

What if she had never posted those pieces using Hajun on Tiafans?

No—what if she had treated Hajun normally when he came over to the house? What if she had never run a Tiafans account in the first place?

Regret chained after regret without end.

Just then her phone rang. It was her daughter Seoa.

She took a deep breath and answered as if nothing was wrong.

Checking the time, it was already past nine and nearly ten.

Hearing her daughter’s ordinary voice made tears threaten to spill any second. She forced them down and steadied her tone.

“No~ Hajun took one session and left right away. I had a pile of leftover work so I’ve been busy until now.

And if we learn together you won’t get a proper workout. Mom’ll teach you at home.”

“Aww… but I want to learn with Hajun.”

“Sweetie! You already see him every day at school; don’t go using Mom’s workplace like that, okay?”

“Fine… I just… never mind.”

“Mom knows how you feel about Hajun. I’m cheering you on too, so don’t get too disappointed, okay?”

“It’s not that. I just called because I missed you. Come home soon~ Mom♡”

“Okay. I’ll be there soon♡”

After the call with her beloved daughter, self-loathing crashed over her.

Feeling how much Seoa thought of Hajun made her heart ache even more.

Seoa really likes that kid a lot.

But at the same time, deep in Cha Saea’s heart, the thrill of the taboo—having been with the person her daughter liked—began to crawl upward.

Realizing it, Cha Saea lightly slapped both her cheeks with her palms and shook her head, trying to forget.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Get a grip! Cha Saea. In this situation… why are you thinking that…

But Cha Saea had no time to wallow in self-loathing.

It was already nearly ten. The thought that she had to hurry if she wanted Hajun’s confirmation on the Tiafans post by eleven filled her head.

Better to post it before I go home.

Saea opened her phone and looked at the photos Hajun had sent.

There she was from every angle—eyes rolled back, unconscious on the floor, still full of his creampie.

You could even see how much cum he had pumped into her; the overflow had formed a small puddle on the floor.

Just as he ordered, she cropped a close-up focused on her lower belly, blurred the rest of the background, edited it, and uploaded it. Then she typed the title.