Second Story: Mom Ravages Her Precious Daughter with the Black Monster Cock - First Male Masturbation
The moment her hand gripped the doorknob, it trembled uncontrollably as that thought crossed her mind.
'Ah.. Can I hide it from Ara?'
Outwardly, there was no issue right now, but the overwhelming anxiety that she might be exposed at any time, anywhere, through some careless slip-up—that she had fused with a parasitic dick—engulfed Park Ayoung.
'If I open this door...'
She would have to hide her dick from Ara for the rest of her life. The sheer terror of that reality made Ayoung hesitate, her grip on the knob refusing to turn.
"Mommy~ Mommy~!"
Ara's voice kept calling out to her. Ayoung squeezed her eyes shut and—
Kiiiek—!
"Yes— Ara, honey. Mommy's right here..."
Forcing a smile to mask her emotions, she stepped out of the room.
"Ehehehe— Mommy~!"
'..She's drunk?'
Whether it was a blessing or a curse, her daughter Ara was staggering toward her with a flushed, drunken face, reeking of booze. She must have come straight from the hospital party, still dressed in her pink skirt nurse uniform from the OB-GYN.
"My beloved Mommy~!"
The moment she spotted Ayoung, Ara stumbled forward—
Hweechung—!
"Eh?"
—and tripped, tumbling headfirst.
The distance from the entryway to the couple's bedroom was about ten steps, so it looked like Ayoung couldn't catch her in time. But—
"..!"
Tadak—!
Ayoung shot forward on reflex, catching the full-grown woman Ara effortlessly with one hand.
'Whoa.. I'm so much faster and stronger now!'
Feeling her newfound physical prowess for the first time, Ayoung marveled inwardly.
"Heee— Mommy~ Mommy~ I love being your daughter so much~"
"This girl..."
Seeing Ara cling to her and act spoiled melted away all her worries, filling Ayoung's heart with warmth.
'Right.. I'm Ara's mom. As long as I keep it hidden until she moves out, everything will be fine.'
"Got it. Mommy loves being your mom too~ so much. Let's head to your room and get some good sleep, okay?"
"Yeees~"
"Hehe—!"
Ayoung chuckled at Ara's slurred response, supporting her as they slowly headed up to Ara's room on the second floor.
Jeobeok—..
With Alex Parker's absurd strength now fused into her, Ayoung's power rivaled a gorilla's. Ara, who weighed under 50kg, could be lifted and carried with one arm like nothing.
Jeobeok—.. Jeobeok—...
Yet for some reason, Ayoung's steps as she carried Ara were agonizingly slow.
'Eut..'
Hwaak...—
The shampoo scent mingling with the booze wafting from Ara's hair, and—
Mungkeul—..!
—the soft, yielding press of her daughter's breasts against her side, the plush female flesh jiggling with every step.
"Haa.. haa.."
Ayoung's breaths grew ragged as she unconsciously slowed her legs further, climbing the stairs while—
Malcang—.. Malcang—..
—squeezing and kneading the breast under her hand gripping Ara's chest.
"...Haa.."
A red glint flashed over Ayoung's dark eyes. At that moment—
Eomjil—..! Eomjil—..!
—the black monster cock taped between her crotch trembled and throbbed wildly.
"Ahng..—!"
Heumchit!
Ara's moan escaped her lips, jolting Ayoung to freeze in place.
'Wh-what am I..!'
Horrified by her own actions, Ayoung gaped in shock. Her one hand was firmly clutching her daughter's breast, and—
Eomjil—..!
—the pulsing presence of the blood-engorged cock between her thighs and ass made the truth sink in.
'I'm.. I'm in heat for Ara..! For my own daughter?!'
"..."
Ayoung bit her lip, her face twisting in sorrowful self-loathing. She had raised Ara like her own flesh and blood—more than that, really—for years, and now filthy desire stirred for her.
"Gotta.. get her to bed quick."
Muttering to herself, she hurried upstairs with light steps and—
Kiiiek—
—flung open Ara's door.
The pink room, lights off, brimmed with girlish charm they had decorated together.
"Eueut..!"
'Ara's scent.. it's everywhere..!'
Denying her urges even as the thick female aroma filled her lungs, Ayoung's heart pounded harder.
Plop—.
She gently laid Ara on the bed.
"Out cold.. wouldn't wake if you carried her on your back.."
"...Snooore.."
Ara was dead to the world. Thinking she'd sleep uncomfortably, Ayoung moved to undress her and change her clothes like always.
Chulreong—..
But Ayoung had forgotten one thing.
"Ah..."
The moment she saw her daughter's breasts cradled in a pale yellow bra—
..Rape her! ..Bitch! ...Rape her! ...Bitch!
Voices from her subconscious dulled her mind, and with a mad heartbeat—
Dugeun-dugeun-dugeun-dugeun.. Koong-koong-koong!!!
—her gaze locked onto Ara's loosened breasts and the shadowy gap under her hiked-up nurse skirt.
"Rape... her?"
Mumbling the word—
Beudeuk—! Beudeuk—!!
—the thin veins bulging on the black cock's surface thickened, and as it swelled—
Teudok—..! Tok..!!
—the tapes holding it snapped one by one.
Jjijik— ..! Hwak—!!!
The black monster cock burst free, tenting Ayoung's navy skirt straight up.
"Kyaa.. hup—!"
A scream nearly escaped, but remembering her daughter was there, Ayoung clapped a hand over her mouth, eyes darting between her crotch and the sleeping Ara.
Her daughter, clothes disheveled, panties peeking, sleeping soundly. And herself—
Beudeuk..! Beudeuk..!
—skirt nearly flipping up from the rock-hard erection in front of her own child.
'This.. no matter how you look at it..!'
She looked exactly like a rapist stiffening up to assault her daughter.
"Heuk..! Hic..!"
Kiiiek— Tak!
Shocked into stifled sobs, Ayoung spun around amid surging lust and fled Ara's room.
Tadadak—..!
Even in her daze, she bolted down the stairs, desperate to put distance between her and her daughter.
"Haa.. haa.. haa.."
Down on the first floor with her cock still raging, Ayoung scanned around with a blank expression and flushed face until—
'Knife!'
—she spotted the kitchen knife block and rushed over.
Sreung—
She yanked out the chef's knife and—
Deopseok—!
—grabbed the shaft tenting her skirt with one hand.
"Filthy beast.. you beast! How could I have such dirty thoughts about the daughter I raised!? It's all because of this! This thing.. argh!!"
Her emotions exploded in a wail as she gripped the cock tight and swung the knife down.
"Eueueut...!!!"
But its hypersensitive feel under her hand—
Chaeng-rang—.. Teudok..
"Ahhuk.. heuk..."
—made her drop the knife in terror and collapse, tears streaming.
Even influenced by Alex Parker's brutal, action-oriented memories and traits, Ayoung was fundamentally a tender-hearted woman. The pain of cutting off what was now part of her body terrified her.
"What do I do with this..? What should I do..?"
Staring at the cock standing tall between her thighs, she murmured helplessly.
Kkururuk—..!!
"Aueut..!!?"
Meanwhile, the thick balls below throbbed fuller, male lust surging higher. Alex's monster cock had been so overflowing with virility he couldn't sleep without fucking a woman daily.
Rape.. bitch... Rape her.. bitch...
"Rape... her?"
Ayoung, bearing it, felt her reason fray under the influence.
"Wh-what am I saying?!"
Kkwaak—!
"Euk!"
She pinched her thigh hard to snap out of it.
Kkwaak—.. Kkwaak—..
“Heut..! Ahuk..!”
She pinched repeatedly to fight the male urge, but—
Beudeudeuk—! Beudeuk..! Kkururuk..!!
—the cock and balls' brain-melting lust couldn't be stopped by such half-measures.
"Haak.. haat..!"
'N-no..! I have to deal with this somehow. If I don't, I'll really.. Ara.. my daughter..!'
"Eueut..!"
While any reason remained, Ayoung hiked up her navy skirt to contain the rampaging cock.
—Paengpaeng—-!
The blackish-brown monster, veiny and rock-hard like stone, sprang free, and—
Hwaaak..
"...!?"
—a thick, aroused male musk poured out. Even though she'd washed meticulously, one erection unleashed unbridled pheromones.
"Eueueu—..."
'This.. this is the smell that breaks women..!'
Jureuk...—
Just inhaling made her pussy lips slick, and—
Bolgeok—..! Bolgeok—..!
—her nipples poked obscenely through her white sweater.
"Gotta.. gotta do it quick..!"
Panicking, Ayoung grabbed the rigid shaft with one hand, thinking,
'Like how I used to jerk off my husband.. that should work, right?'
"Eungut..!"
But the sensitivity jolted her again, and—
Eomjil—! Eomjil—! Bulkkeun..! Bulkkeun..!
'What..? It won't fit in one hand.. and it's so hot, pulsing like a heartbeat?'
Unlike her husband's, which fit easily in her palm, this black monster defied one-handed grip.
Deopseok—!
She seized it with both hands and—
Seuk—! Seuk—! Seuk—!
"Haa..! Haa..! Haueuk..!"
—shook them vigorously, mimicking male masturbation.
"Heueueut—!!"
Seuuk—
Up to the mushroom head's ridge, then—
"Aeurung..!!"
Chuuuk—-!
—down to just above the balls.
Seuuk— Chuk—! Seuuk— Chuk—! Seuuk— Chuk—!
"Haa..! Haat..eung..! At..! Eut..!"
Ayoung worked hard at it, but—
'Th-this isn't gonna cum..? It just tickles..!'
A cock used to slamming balls-deep into pussy and blasting semen wouldn't spurt from her clumsy strokes.
Kkururuk..!!
"Eueuk..!!"
Instead, teasing it only ramped up semen production, fraying her sanity's thread.
'This won't work! Need.. something.. some way!'
Then—
Jureureuk....—
"Heut..?"
She belatedly noticed her pussy dripping under the balls.
'This too because of the cock..? W-wait.. as long as I satisfy the urge, right?'
Her heated mind sparked the idea. She slid her hand down, fingers toward her crotch, and—
Jijeok...—
—probed the panty-strained pussy lips bulging from the balls.
—Jjilkkok—..!
"Ahng..!"
'This is it..!'
The zapping thrill made her balls twitch; deeming it helpful, she—
Seuk— Seuk— Seuk— Jjilkkok—! Jjilkkok—! Jjilkkok—..!
"Haang.. aeueut..! Eung..! A..aa..!"
—started classic futanarian masturbation: one hand stroking cock, the other fingering her pussy.
'Feels too good...! W-wait!? If I moan like this, Ara might wake!'
"Eut— Eeut.. eop—"
Too late, but she clamped her lips, stifling moans.
Jjilkkok— Jjilkkok—
Her fingers scraping pink walls hit—
Molccang..—!
—a protruding pink lump.
—Jjiririt—-!!
Nerve lightning shot to her brain.
"Ohoook!?"
Forgetting her hand over her mouth, she pursed her lips in a vulgar moan.
'Wh-what is this...?'
She'd masturbated secretly before, horny nights alone, but no such lump had ever been there.
Molccang.. Molccang...
'Insane..! This is insane..!'
Jjiririt..! Jjirit..!
"Oot..! Ook..! Ohok..!"
Each prod sent brain-zapping jolts; she forgot to hold back, eyes rolling, lips pursed in cheap moans.
Molccang—! Molccang—! Molccang—!
What she prodded was her G-spot fused with the prostate spot. Normally in a man's anal wall, but—
—Mureong..!
"Ahoook..!!"
Alex's monster cock had rooted it into her G-spot. Touching it ignited male ejaculation urge.
Malcang... Malcang..
Its sac huge like the cock, her G-spot lump swelled bigger too.
Jjilkkok-jjilkkok-jjilkkok—..!
'This..! This'll make me cum..!!'
Lost to the stimulus, she mashed her prostate-spot relentlessly for release.
Tik———!
'Eh...?'
Something snapped in her head, and—
Kkulreong-kkulreong—- Kkwaak—!
—her walls spasmed, clamping her fingers, balls surging up under the cock.
'Something's..! Coming..! Eeeee..!!'
Shuru-ru-ru-ru——
Semen erupted from her balls, racing through the sensitive urethra.
"It's coming..!! Coming.. coming-coming-coming-coming-coming-cominggoooook—-!!!"
Eyes rolled back, Ayoung bellowed like a beast.
Pyut—!
Bullet-like spurts from the glans kicked off—
Byuruuuk—- Pshuuuuwut—-!!!
"Eunggohoooooook..!!!"
Pshuuuuwut— Byurururuk..!!
—her first conscious wet dream-level ejaculation.
Cheolpeok—! Cheolpeok..!
Thick semen splattered the walls.
'Won't stop..! Keeps coming..!!'
—-Byuruk—! Pshu-ut—!!
The huge balls meant endless output.
"Ooook..!! Oot—- ot—!"
Eyes whites-up, tears streaming in male orgasmic ecstasy, Ayoung's face broke.
Beolrem—! Beolrem—!
In frog-jump pose, anus gaping, ass clenched—
Cheolpeok—! Chelperok—-!
—she painted the walls with her genetic seed.
Byuruk..— Ttok.. ttok..—!
Droplets finally followed the streams.
"Haak.. haak.. haak.."
Tongue out, panting hot breaths, Ayoung caught her breath briefly.
'Die.. just die while cumming like a man..'
But her psyche at its limit—
Bulkkeun—! Bulkkeun—!
—the cock curved rigidly, unsatisfied after one load.
“Eut...!”
Lifting her head slowly, she stared in horror at the twitching monster.
'Gotta stop.. if I keep going, I'll go insane..!'
'Empty it all. Or I'll rape Ara..!'
The thoughts clashed, but—
"Cum.. gotta cum it all out.. to.. protect Ara..!"
Maternal love won.
"Ara!! Ara, honey!! Ara..!! Ara..!!"
Jjilkkok—! Jjilkkok—! Jjilkkok—!
"Ohoook— Oot—!!"
Screaming her beloved daughter's name, she jerked again to drain every drop.
"Araaa.. ook...! Aeueuk.. Ara..yaa..!!"
Ironically, the mom's protective fervor looked like a male jerking to her daughter's name.
Byururuk—!! Pyuuwut—!!
“Araaaaa..!!! Again— Cumming agaaaain—!!”
Chelperok.. Cheolpeok—! Cheolpeok—!!
“Ohooot...!”
That night, Ayoung unleashed five massive male loads via handjob, plus dozens of female orgasms—
“Eungiiiiiik—! Eunghoooook..!!”
—wailing vulgar climaxes that shredded any pride or dignity as a woman.
“Haa.. haa.. haa.."
Teolseok—..!
If Ara hadn't been drunk, Ayoung's beastly howls would have woken her for sure.