Mom Ravages Her Beloved Daughter with the Black Monster Cock

Black Market Co. was an illegal back-alley vendor operating in the shadowy underworld, but they always strove to sell flawless products to their customers. While regular home shopping sites dealt with returns and complaints for defective goods, in the underworld, selling shoddy merchandise to the wrong big shot could bring gunfire and terrorism raining down on your head. That was why there was an unwritten rule: for high-paying, influential clients, they'd bend over backwards to provide the absolute best items.

The company's tiered rating system was designed precisely to identify such VIP customers.

"Eh... ugh...?"

Which meant the sleeping pills sold to VVIP client Ayoung were not defective. If the label said the effect lasted six hours, you'd sleep like the dead for exactly those six hours.

What... is this...?

But this world was never 100% reliable—exceptions always existed. Even with strong anesthetics, a tiny fraction of patients experienced consciousness awakening during surgery.

Me...

Ara's awareness had returned, but beyond basic language, she couldn't grasp who she was or where she was—her original consciousness submerged in a dreamlike haze.

Squelch—

Thrust—!!

"Hiiik?!!"

In that dazed state, a sudden, heavy impact filled her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lower abdomen, like something slamming into her guts. Her entire insides vibrated, electric shocks racing up her spine in intense stimulation. It was enough to make her body move on its own with just one thrust.

But then—

Plap—! Plap—! Plap—! Plap—!!

A storm of relentless, body-shaking impacts battered her continuously.

"Ahhuk—!! Ak!? Ahek..!!"

Each fleshy slap from behind exploded like fireworks in Ara's mind, the shocks repeating endlessly.

"Haoook—! Babyy..!!"

If her consciousness had fully returned, she'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠have passed out again by now. But this half-conscious state wasn't true wakefulness—it was like sleep paralysis she couldn't escape. Her eyes were open, but she couldn't flee into the refuge of unconsciousness.

No.. hate it..! Save me..!! My belly hurts so much..!!

"Haik—!! Aung—!! Eung..!! Hiik..!!"

Plap—!! Plap—!! Plap—!!

"Gooood—!! Pussyy goood—!!"

Even as her daughter's moans echoed from the front, Ayoung—every sense focused on her crotch—concentrated solely on slamming her cock into the meat before her. The whipping slaps of flesh drowned out Ara's cries.

Glurch-glurch-glurch—!

"Hiiiik..!!"

And now, as if Ara had awakened, her entire ass clenched in spasms, the pussy walls inside tightening so hard it almost hurt the dick...

Squelch—! Squelch—!

"Hoook.. Oguk..! Th-this pussyy..!"

Ayoung stuck out her tongue like a dog, drool dripping, red-eyed and panting, her cock twitching inside Ara's pussy like a freshly caught fish.

"Eeeik..!!"

Crunch—!!

She flexed, swelling her cock to forearm-thick full erection.

"Dieee—!!"

Slap—!! Slap—! Slap—!! Slap—!!

She pounded so hard the ass cheeks rippled and jiggled.

Jiggle—! Jiggle—!

Pure white, plump cheeks overflowing, hiding the asshole completely.

Stab—! Plap—! Stab—! Plap—!!

Each deep thrust met rebounding elasticity from the inner walls and muscles pushing back.

"Die—!! Die—!! Die—!!"

Every time, Ayoung wedged her monstrous cock deep into the ass crack, pistoning like a beast.

"Eungiiik..!! Eungkeuuk..!!"

Ara rolled her eyes back, tears and snot streaming, gasping moans on the verge of fainting.

Drip—!! Plop—!

Her waist arched like a bow, unyielding; fingers and toes curled tight, thighs and calves trembling wildly in spasms from the nonstop shocks.

Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab! Thud-thud-thud-thud—!

Stop—!! Stop ittt—!! Halt—! I'll die..!! I'll die like this..!!

She could endure if fully asleep, but now, with partial awareness, the raw mental assault from the ultra-massive cock shattered her sanity.

"Huwook!! Hook!! This pussyyy—!! Feels even better todayyy—??!!"

Ignoring how she was wrecking her daughter with her giant cock, Ayoung snorted, roughly churning the pussy depths with her meat rod, lost in the heightened sensitivity.

Gurgle—! Gurrrgle—!!

"Eeik..!!?"

As Ayoung's arousal peaked, thick veins bulged on her ballsack, swelling like breasts at her crotch.

Swell—!

The prostate lump on the pussy wall bloated with cum, surging up the ejaculatory ducts, bulging inside.

Vrrr—!!

But ahead of that prostate G-spot sat the Aneros vibrator, its blunt head grinding the swollen mass.

Gurgle—!! Vrrr—!!

The repeated vibrator assaults on the bloated prostate made—

"Hiiiik—!! Eeeeeuk—!!"

Ayoung's pupils shake, teeth grinding, and—

Throb—!!

Her balls yanked up under the cock!

Bubble-bubble-bubble...!! Gurrrgle—! Gush-gush-gush—!! Hiss—...!!

Boiling semen from the sack inflated the ducts, circling the base, racing down the urethra into the cock!

Squish—!!

But a thick rubber cock ring clamped the base tight.

Hiss—! Gush-gush—!!

A cock ring's purpose was to narrow the urethra for stronger ejaculation, not block it entirely.

Clench—!! Throb—!! Squish—!!!

"Hiiiik—!! C-cock's breakinggg—!!"

But extra aroused, the cock thicker than usual—the ring crushed the passage, blocking every drop.

"Ahhuk—!! Cum..!! Cum won't come outtt—!!"

Throb—! Throb—! Throb—!!

Unable to release, her balls throbbed, clenching and relaxing like during orgasm.

"Eeik—!! Come out—!! Come out I saidd..!!"

To cum, she'd need to remove the ring or calm down to soften. But—

Wanna cum! Wanna cum! Wanna cum! Wanna cum!!!

Already at the brink, her mind blank except for ejaculating, Ayoung—

Grab—!

Clutched Ara's slim waist like an onahole and—

Plap-plap-plap-plap-plap-plap-plap!!!!

"Make me cuuum—!! Make me cum I saiddd—!!"

Face flushed, eyes rolled back, she unleashed high-speed pistons on the bitch ass.

Slap-slap-slap-slap—!!

Sweat flew from Ara's ass, and—

Splash—! Splash—!

Tidal squirts sprayed from the coupling, scattering everywhere.

"Eh... ehohot..."

Ara's pupils lost focus, her face blank as a doll, yet—

"Wanna cum—!! Wanna cum I said—!!"

The hermaphrodite beast, mind erased except for her own climax, kept pounding her daughter's ass, swelling her balls until—

Snap—!!

“Ohoook?!”

Suddenly, the rubber ring at the cock base burst from the girth!

Gush-gush-gush-gush—-!!!!!!!!

Hiss—-!!!

Compressed white fluid rocketed up the urethra in one go!!

“Ahh——...!”

Ayoung's face melted in bliss, and—

Squish— Tremble-tremble—!!

The green-condom glans pressing her tiny womb shook madly.

Balloon—...!

The condom tip swelled slightly, then—

Pssshhh—!!

Spraaay—!!!

Swell...!!!

Cum blasted like a hose, overflowing the condom tip into the womb, inflating it.

Splat—!! Flap—!! Splosh—!! Splat—!!

"Aaaaaah—-!!!"

Ara screamed ultrasonically as the cum-dump noise echoed in her lower belly, Ayoung unloading ferociously.

Swell—!!

As Ara's womb grew heavy, her upper body tipped forward—

"Ogook— C-can't... escape—!!"

Grab—!

Ayoung yanked her nape, forcing her upright, and—

Psssh— Swell—!!!

"Ogoooook—!!"

Focused on pumping more cum.

“Ahiiik—!! Iik—!”

Thus held by her mother Ayoung, positioned like a statue facing forward on all fours, Ara's belly—

Jiggle—! Jiggle—!!

Swelled with the growing condom balloon, skin bulging...

"Babyyy—!! Aeeeeuk—!!"

Ara flailed, arms and thighs quaking, but—

Squish—...!!

Realizing escape impossible in the futanarian's iron grip on her nape—

Shiver-shiver— Slump...!

She stopped resisting, unconsciously accepting her role as Mommy's cum bag.

Psssh— Swell—...

"Ohook.. Ok.."

Ayoung, oblivious to her daughter's state, squeezed out the last drop.

Plop—...!

Finally released Ara's nape, letting her collapse face-down, thinking—

F-first... gotta empty once...

Regaining some reason, she pulled her hips back to extract the cock from Ara's pussy.

Sluuuurp—...!

"Heuuk..!!"

But the massive girth dragged out white outer labia and pink inner folds, sticking to the shaft—Ayoung re-hardened instantly.

N-no..! Can't cum again or Ara's belly'll burst...!

Despite the brutality, now worrying for her daughter—Pop—...!

"Ahhuk..!"

She pulled the thick glans from the soaked hole.

Pulse— Pulse—

Watching the gaping hole try to recover around the glans size—

Squelch—!

Gotta pull quick before it closes..!

As always, she plunged her hand into Ara's pussy without hesitation.

Stab— Squelch—...! Squelch—...!

Her thin arm nearly matching the cock's size, Ayoung easily maneuvered inside to find the condom tip.

Slippery—...!

Found it..!

Grasping the cervix-biting condom knot—

Careful... don't yank the womb out..

Unlike her first rough pull, now skilled, she slowly tugged the condom free.

Sluuuurp—... Sluuuurp—...

The balloon as big as a baby bulged visibly over Ara's belly, the extraction mimicking childbirth.

Gape— Rip—...!

Pink pussy lips parted, revealing the round green condom tip—

Sluuuurp— Pop—-!!

She yanked the cum-condom balloon out in one go.

Jiggle—...!

"Oh my—! No womb or vaginal walls prolapsed this time?"

Ayoung beamed maternally, holding the massive balloon, but—

"Eunggoooook—!!!"

Psssh—!! Splash—! Splatter—!

The shock of extracting the baby-sized balloon made Ara arch like a bridge, squirting from her gaping pussy.

"S-save meee—!! Higiiiik?!!!"

Her upward-rolled eyes screamed—

"Eh.. wha?!"

Ayoung flinched, smile vanishing.

Did she... talk in her sleep..?

Realizing Ara had never spoken words before, only moaned—Ayoung craned her neck stiffly to check her face.

"Hekuuk.. Haguk..."

Eyes rolled up, but definitely open, breathing ragged.

Awake..?! Since when?!

Ayoung froze, erection wilting in shock, mouth agape.

"Ah.. aa.."

Her own atrocities flashed through her mind.

"I.. I just thought Ara was asleep..!"

Excusing it as borrowing her sleeping body for relief—but Ayoung knew it was bullshit.

"A.. Ara?"

"Ehohook... Hok.."

She tried calling out, but Ara's eyes were open yet fainted from the condom extraction shock.

No consciousness..?

Click—!

Realizing, Ayoung bolted up like a thief caught red-handed, frantically cleaning the scene.

Hiss—! Hiss—!

Tied off the condom, tossed it aside; used hidden deodorizer and dryer on the bed's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fluids.

Jiggle—!

Then, balloon in hand—

Patter—! Creak— Thud..!

"Haa.. haa.. haa.."

Rushed to her room, slammed the door, slumped against it.

Crunch—! Crunch—!

Her cock still dripped cum, veins pulsing for more, but—

Since when was she awake? Insertion? Or just the condom pull?

Ayoung's mind raced with when Ara awoke, sex drive forgotten.

If just from the extraction shock, she might not know context—could pass.

But if from insertion or midway..?

Then Ayoung's lust-mad dirty talk and beastly acts were all exposed.

"Why..! Why?! The pills said no waking!"

Desperate to blame something, she crawled on hands and knees, yanked out the sleeping pills and manual from the drawer.

Might've missed something.. missed something..!

She'd memorized it from the erection inhibitor fiasco, but re-read obsessively, crumpling pages for overlooked details.

"Nothing.. absolutely nothing.."

Hours passed scanning pill and relaxant manuals—no explanation for Ara waking.

"If Ara knows.. what do I do? She'll hate living with a rapist like me! Aa.. she might report me..!"

Trembling, biting nails in anxiety—

Knock-knock— Mommy~ You there?

Flinch! Ara's voice from the door.

"Uh.. y-yeah!?"

She yelled back instinctively.

Oh? You are. Mommy, I'm hungry..

"O-okay! M-Mommy'll make something!"

Then I'll wash up~

"Y-yeah..!"

Normal as ever.

What? She.. didn't notice?

Baflled, Ayoung stood, bound her erection with a cloth wrap, tucked balls in swimsuit panties, fixed her clothes.

Creak— Cautiously opened the door, checked empty living room and lit bathroom, headed to kitchen.

Bubble-bubble—...

Whipped up stew, set the table—

"Auh.. I must've slept wrong. My throat hurts so much, Mommy."

Ara emerged, rubbing her nape, sat at the table.

"Wow! Looks yummy. Huh? Mommy, why stare like that?"

She noticed Ayoung's gaze mid-reach for spoon.

"N-nothing.."

"You're acting weird today? Anyway.. bon appétit~!"

Ayoung watched her eat, spoon frozen, face stiff.

Could she.. be pretending not to know?

Her good ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠daughter might overlook it—but

"Mm— Mmm—"

Ara ate too naturally for acting.

"Huh? Mommy not eating?"

"Ah.. yeah. Right."

Ayoung barely tasted her food, mind elsewhere, finishing the meal with her daughter.