Can Pure Love with Training My Gorgeous Mom Really Happen? Episode 53 (53/169)
Plus, with the confidence surging from having melted Mom while twisting and kneading her nipples all the way on the highway,
I suddenly found myself mimicking some alpha-male swagger.
Mom finally opened the passenger door and slipped in quietly.
"Buckle up!"
I barked it like I was pissed, and she didn't even protest—just pulled the seatbelt across without a peep.
I grabbed it and snapped it firmly into the clip.
"Why the hell did you change into pants?!"
"The skirt was uncomfortable."
"Uncomfortable around family? You strut around in those see-through slips that show your panties all the time."
"I told you, that was because it was hot. We're just going to the mart now."
Mom kept making excuses, glancing at me nervously.
She'd been wearing a skirt at the pension,
but the second I said we were heading out together, she dashed into the room with a little grunt, then came back in jeans she never usually wears.
Seeing her put up such a flimsy defense pissed me off in a weird way.
From her perspective, her son kept groping her thighs, trying to hike up her skirt,
and fondling her tits—it must've been getting to her.
Anyway, she was tumbling headfirst into this whirlwind of love she couldn't turn back from!
The more she tried to avoid me, the stronger my urge to possess her grew.
We left the pension midway up the mountain and hit the two-lane road toward the train station. Out of habit, I reached over and took Mom's hand.
She didn't even think to pull away—just handed it over to me with her left.
Hand-holding felt so natural now, no hesitation at all.
I laced our fingers and sped across the flat stretch, then slid my hand up like before, rubbing the back of it up and down against her left ♥breast♥.
Her bra-clad tit squished and deformed with a soft, delicious mush~ mush~ ♥~ give.
"Hey~ drive carefully~ it's dangerous~"
Mom grabbed my wrist again, grumbling.
"I'm being careful, so relax!"
I shot back loud and sharp, like I was scolding her!
With my right hand, I kept mashing her breast every which way...
One hand wasn't cutting it anymore, so she clutched my arm with both of hers, letting it move along with mine.
This time, I spread my palm wide and groped her right breast freely, kneading away without a care.
Mom made a sour face, whining, "Hey~ can't you stop already? You're going too far!"
"Stay still! I'm not hurting you, so what's the problem!"
"You're still going too far with your own mom!"
"Too far? This is nothing!"
"God, I can't live like this~"
Mom let out a hot, frustrated sigh.
I slipped my hand inside the round T-shirt's neckline, fiddling between her cleavage.
"You're getting worse! You groped me plenty earlier! Enough already! Why are you doing this to your mom!"
"Because you're so pretty, Mom! And sexy as hell!"
"Oh come on! What's 'sexy' mean coming from you~ Didn't Suyeon Aunt introduce you to her daughter?
Date girls your age. Why torment your mom!"
"Because you're way sexier and prettier than them!"
"You really say the wildest shit to your mom!"
"Why can't I tell my sexy mom she's sexy?"
My tone was shifting more to straight-up casual commands.
Even I was startled by my own words sometimes.
"Watch your mouth, please! What if you blurt that out around Dad or your sister!"
"I'd be careful around them, obviously!"
Meanwhile, I shoved my hand inside her bra cup.
Her nipple—mouthwatering just thinking about it—was still untouched.
"If Dad finds out, you're done for! He might even drag you off!"
"Quit worrying about dumb shit! Worry about yourself, Mom!"
"You're unbelievable~"
Mom huffed and puffed in exasperation.
"There's the mart up ahead. Stop it now! Lots of people around."
Irritated, she yanked my hand out from under her shirt.
The thick, sticky ♥~ feel of her breast lingered vividly in my palm, all mush~ ♡~.
Today, I'm definitely sucking on that ♥nipple♡!!!
"Dad said he'd Kakao what he wants to eat."
Mom checked her phone while I pushed the cart through the mart.
"He wants a ton of stuff. Mi-hye too."
Dad's group chat messages listed over ten items—beer, snacks, the works...
Looks like he planned to get Mom buzzed and have his fun.
Imagining how many times they'd fuck tonight filled me with irritation, but also...
Curiosity exploded in my chest—what positions, what moans, how intense would it be with Dad?
Is there a way to watch Mom and Dad fucking?
Install a hidden cam in the master bedroom when we get home?
Or make Mom film it for me?
All that porn must've fried my brain—every crazy idea popped up.
With that powerful hypnosis app, I'd lost all sense of fear, even to myself...
We finished shopping, wheeled the cart out, and loaded three bags into the back seat.
I returned the cart, started the car.
Sunset came early, streetlights sparse—the lot was dim and mostly empty.
Buckling up made Mom's breasts bulge out noticeably.
Twice now, I'd groped her tits while she was stone-cold sober.
First time, my heart raced like crazy, barely touching in tense excitement,
but on the way to the mart, it felt like they were mine—groped freely, savoring the bounce without a worry.
Mom put up token resistance the second time, just grumbling instead of fighting.
She acted all prickly, but folded the second I pushed harder— that submission drove me wild.
My cock was already rock-hard!
Even alone with Mom, she felt like my woman,
heart pounding, crotch throbbing hot with lust ready to burst my dick.
I wanted to feel even more of her!
I backed out, then drove to the farthest, darkest corner of the lot and parked.
"What are you doing? Dad's waiting—hurry up! It's late!"
Mom caught on quick, urging me on.
"Just ten minutes~"
I said it firm and killed the engine.
"Why are you like this? We gotta go! He'll call~ He already did once, asking why we're late."
"If he calls again, we'll go then. Unbuckle!"
"Why do you keep this up?!"
Mom stomped her feet in frustration.
"Do what I say! Then we'll leave quick!"
I went full stubborn mode.
Too horny to care about her reactions.
My dick strained fully erect against my pants.
I unbuckled, twisted toward her, and roughly grabbed her right breast with my left hand ♥~.
That plump mound deformed and squished in an instant.
Oh man~ the bounce~ ♡♥~, the feel~
Too good~!
Dad would get to suck and bite these gorgeous tits once he got Mom drunk, right? Do everything~ ♡♥?!
Rub his filthy hard cock all over her perfect breasts?
And Mom panting, sucking his dick too?
Fuck~ the thought boiled my blood,
making me desperate to grind my cock on her tits myself.
I snaked my right hand behind her back, yanked her round tee out from her pants,
then slipped inside to hook her bra clasp.
"What the hell? Are you insane?!"
Mom yelled, startled by my aggression.
"No time—unhook this bra!"
I whispered hot in her ear as I undid it.
"No way! Stop this! Just grope over the clothes.
You can't go shoving hands everywhere! I'm your mom—snap out of it!"
"You stay still! I just wanna suck your tits once and we'll go!"
"Eek! What?! No!"
"Dad sucks them every weekend! Why not me?!"
"You're crazy! That's..."
"Just stay put! I'll handle it!"
I slid my left hand—still gripping her breast—down her belly and inside her shirt,
up into the now-loose bra cup, clutching her bare tit hard ♥~.
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"Oh god~!"
Mom shrieked like she was in pain.
Her ♡nipple♡ pressed into my palm!
Already stiff and erect, it squirmed stubbornly~ against the pressure, fighting to stand tall.
Whoa~ this bounce! This chewy flesh!
"Oh my god! I can't deal~"
Mom flailed like she was about to burst into tears.
"Fuck it! I can't hold back anymore!"
I shoved the shirt up off the back of my left hand gripping her breast,
and with my right, hiked the shirt up from behind—exposing her pale, creamy tit-mound ♡♥~.