Chapter 39
Translator - Zofu
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Wow~ Watching Mom get harassed like that is so nerve-wracking. My spine tingling, feeling electricity 'bzzt~' shoot through my body like lightning! Cursing under my breath, but so tense and curious about what he'll do next that I can't even intervene! But why isn't Mom looking for me?
Even as the guy keeps groping her bulging breasts, Mom stays hunched over, maintaining that crouched stance. Not screaming, not even struggling to pull away, as if she can't overcome his brute strength, just accepting his rough, crude groping.
What the hell is going on? I'm really worried, but this strange anticipation keeps growing, making me so curious about Mom's reaction. Then I remembered Mom on the subway, enduring it even when that pervert ground his crotch against her round ass.
Is it because Mom's always been passive? When Mom gets aroused, I could usually hear her inner thoughts in my ear, but maybe because I'm farther away now, I can't hear anything. Come to think of it, I can hear the guy's weird, rough grunts, 'huhh~ urghh~'. That bastard is clearly totally turned on.
The guy's huge hand that had been groping Mom's breasts moved down to her ass. Now he's groping her ass, slowly but surely. It's his left hand so I can't see it, but his left elbow keeps moving back and forth, applying pressure rhythmically. Mom started moving her upper body more, pressing her back against the guy, breathing heavily like she was catching her breath.
Then... Huff! The guy wrapped his arms around Mom from behind, changed direction, and started pushing her toward the bench. Mom, being pushed by the guy, staggering like she might fall... one step, two steps, approaching the bench.
Pushed until her knees hit the bench, she placed both hands on it to keep from falling forward, maintaining her balance. Then the guy behind her grabbed Mom's ass with his left hand and her waist with his right, pulling her hips back while pushing her waist down.
Wow~ That bastard! I must be crazy too. I should run over right now and push that bastard away! Just a little more, just a little more...
I'm fucking watching this shit unfold. My heart is really pounding 'thump-thump!' I'm more aroused and tense than when I sucked Mom's nipples! 'If he does anything weirder, I'll dash~ over and beat that son of a bitch down!' That's what I keep telling myself while just clenching my fist.
But Mom is really something else too! Even in this situation, she's not looking for me, just enduring it like that! Is she stuck in the trance and can't wake up?
No notifications popped up on my phone. I closed the <Trance Active> window earlier, so is she out of the trance or still under it??? In previous trance modes, I'd get a notification saying <Trance Deactivated>, but how does it work in <Brainwave Transfer> Mode? It's my first time, how would I know!
But clearly Mom sensed that guy's presence and moved to lower her knees and adjust her skirt, so she can't be in a trance! Wait! Lately, even in trance state, she's had that level of awareness!
The bastard starts openly groping Mom's ass with both hands. At first he was pressed right up against her like he was hugging her ass, but now he seems more relaxed, standing a step back, groping her ass while carefully observing Mom's reactions.
Come to think of it, he's groping Mom's ass, grabbing her slender waist and massaging it with 'press~ press~', also reaching forward with both hands to grope her breasts, and now it looks like he's slipped his hands under her skirt, groping her ass over her panties.
Mom occasionally shakes her ass, making rejecting gestures toward the guy's hands, but when he gropes her breasts, she moves her hips side to side—is she resisting? Or grinding her ass against the guy's lower stomach? It's ambiguous body language.
Wow~ seeing Mom like that is absurd but so stimulating I'm speechless.
Frantically thinking 'What do I do! What do I do!', the hands that were inside her skirt from behind are moving down, pulling her panties with them! That son of a bitch! No..., surely not~ oh god~ I'm so aroused I can barely breathe! I shouldn't be like this!
He pulls Mom's panties down below her knees, squats behind Mom, pulling them 'down-down~' past her calves to her ankles, and keeps his head down, straining 'ugh-ugh~' trying to get the panties off Mom's ankles in her running shoes. But what the hell is Mom doing! It looks like Mom's moving her left foot, helping the panties come off. Then she lifts her right foot, moving it around to let the panties slip off.
Is the trance not broken? Surely she's not doing this in her right mind?! The bastard finally picks up the tiny panties he pulled from Mom's legs, slowly stands up, brings them to his face, and actually sniffs them, 'sniff-sniff~'.
Ah~ what a fucking pervert! I'm going crazy! That bastard with my Mom! What the hell is he doing! I keep cursing, but I'm also jealous! I feel like I'm falling into the illusion that I'm that bastard.
He rubs his face with Mom's panties 'scrunch~' a few times, stuffs them in his pants pocket, and now... his hand goes to his pants hem, 'zip~' opens the zipper... Gasp! It looks like he's really pulling out his dick. This is bad! Surely he's not going to rape Mom right there!
Mom, whether she knows what the bastard's doing or not, has her ass tensed up like an angry cat, turning her head back to gauge the bastard. Even though he stripped off her panties, she's not actively trying to pull away, just following the bastard's lead, deflated, no—more like completely submissive?
Finally, the bastard's dick is pulled out through the zipper gap. Some big, dark mass dangles behind Mom's ass. He holds it upright, presses his lower stomach against Mom's skirt-covered ass. In that position, the guy wraps both hands around Mom's waist and starts grinding his dick against her ass, moving his hips side to side!
Wow~ Moving side to side through the groove between her plump ass cheeks, his face showing pure ecstasy as the underside of his glans rubs along that curve!
But thankfully, it doesn't look like he's planning to lift Mom's skirt and go in raw. He must be fully erect... Just grinding his dick against Mom's ass, swaying his hips side to side, I don't sense any intention to lift her skirt and insert from behind. What a total pervert bastard! Anyway, it's a relief.
Damn! Come to think of it, has my brain gone rotten? What am I even relieved about... Anyway, it doesn't seem like a total crisis.
Mom's not screaming or making a fuss, maybe trying to soothe his arousal, gently rolling her ass in time with the guy's hip movements? If it ends like this, it'll be a relief, surely he's not going to go crazy and lift her skirt to fuck her from behind, right?
The guy, grinding against Mom's ass, seems completely relaxed now, slowly turning his head to look around. With a relaxed expression like he'd won an overwhelming victory over Mom,,,
I keep watching Mom through the brush, hunched over. Like a predator that has completely captured its prey after winning a power struggle, pressing his lower body against Mom's ass, leisurely groping her breasts and waist with both hands.
The brief struggling, as if trying to shake off the guy pressing against her from behind, has subsided.
Now it's like she's accepted that resistance is futile, a submissive atmosphere. The guy's ass and thick waist, layered over Mom's ass as she leans on the bench with both hands, start making circles.
In response, Mom's ass also moves side to side 'rustle-rustle~', drawing circles together. Mom's plump, voluptuous ass muscles seem to leave marks as they get pressed this way and that by the guy's fingers.
I thought a temporarily calm atmosphere had returned, but the guy's left hand moves down under Mom's skirt and starts slowly pulling it up! Having confirmed Mom moves as he wants, now it seems he's trying to lift the skirt above her waist. The sense of crisis is growing! He's not rushing, but...
He's already pulled out his raw dick and kept grinding against her ass over that smooth skirt—how much must he want to shove it into Mom's pussy! Even I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer!
Mom reaches her left hand back, desperately trying to pull the skirt down again. She allowed the grinding, but now she must sense the threat of rape.
The guy forcibly pushes away Mom's hand clutching the skirt, and finally lifts the skirt up over her ass with a 'whoosh!'. Finally, Mom's pale ass starts coming into view.
The guy grabs the awkwardly lifted bottom of the skirt with both hands and pushes it all the way up to her waist. If the guy's dick is erect, his glans must already be 'push~' pressing against Mom's pale ass cheeks at this angle!