Mom Defiles Her Precious Daughter with the Black Monster Cock [Dildo Masturbation]
Clink- clink- The only sound repeating in the quiet room was the soft clatter of utensils.
"Good job. Staying cooped up in your room all the time just makes you depressed... Thanks for coming down to eat with me like this, sweetie."
"Ah... yeah."
Ara flinched at Ayoung's smiling face across the table, managing a stiff reply.
I need to act natural, like nothing's wrong... But I keep flashing back to that version of her, and my body just freezes up.
That version—the one with the towering black monster cock fully erect, red eyes gleaming as she barked orders with ruthless authority.
- Lift your hips.
- Can't you squeeze any tighter?!
She'd come out of her room to observe Ara more closely and make a decision, sharing a meal at the table. But every time they talked, flashes of "nighttime Ayoung" made her stiffen, polite honorifics slipping out unbidden.
"Here, eat this too. You have to eat well when you're pregnant."
Still, Ayoung seemed to chalk up Ara's reactions to postpartum blues from the rape-induced pregnancy—no suspicion there.
"Um... Mom? Are you heading out shopping later...?"
"Huh?"
Ayoung paused, tapping her cheek thoughtfully at the question.
"Let me see... Ah! Yeah, we're a bit low on ingredients. I should pop out quick. Anything you want or need, sweetie?"
"N-no, not really! But... the pizza place by the station. I kinda crave that."
Ara remembered the distance to the station and how long pizza took to make.
"Mm~ Got it! I'll grab some on the way back."
"Thanks, Mom."
Ara bowed her head low at Ayoung's gentle smile.
It's all an act, right...?
But staring at her own swollen, full-term belly made every ounce of the sweet, kind demeanor in front of her feel like a lie.
- Hah...! Hah...! You exquisite pussy bitch. I'll fuck you to death with my cock—no mercy, just pure lust!
The merciless "Master" Mom, driven solely by her urges.
And the devoted housewife Mom, smile unwavering.
"Alright, I'm off then. Wait just a bit, sweetie. Take it easy~"
"Y-yeah... Have a safe trip, Mom."
Ara couldn't tell which was real anymore.
Clang- Beep-
The iron gate slammed shut, the lock beeping. The instant it did—
Thud-!
Ara bolted straight to Ayoung's room.
Creeeak- She eased the door open and slipped inside.
"..."
The dark, silent room. The vanity neatly arranged, bedcovers tidy—nothing out of place.
But then...
"Ah..."
Her eyes caught a small photo frame toppled on the shelf by the bed.
Step, step.
She approached slowly, reaching out to right it.
"Dad..."
The smiling face in the photo—Jo Jinwook—hit her like a gut punch, emotions surging up.
Last time she'd peeked in here, the frame had been perfectly upright.
She really did betray Dad...
"Hic..."
The mom she'd trusted so deeply had been sneaking around behind his back. Pity for her absent father welled up, tears threatening.
No. Not now. I need to find the sleeping pills she used—or something about my condition...
Ara shook it off, scanning for storage spots.
Drawers and wardrobe... Start with the drawers!
Slide-...!
"What the hell...?"
The drawer overflowed with staggering items.
Condoms... and pill packets...?
Dozens of black condom boxes stacked neatly on one side, piles of drug packets on the other.
Swish...
Ara lifted what looked like instructions.
"Ugh... Too hard... Can't read it."
As a nurse, she knew medical English, but this was dense, native-level jargon—beyond her for now.
"Condoms for Mom? But ZXL size? What's that?"
She knew condom sizes, but ZXL was unheard of.
Obviously for that massive monster cock...
Recalling the grotesque black shaft sprouting from Ayoung's crotch—
Drip...
"Hyah?!"
Ara yelped as her inner thighs slickened, the straight slit between them growing wet.
I'm... getting wet?
Just picturing a cock had her body in heat.
"I-it's all Mom's fault! She kept raping me with that monster, so my body's gone weird...! I'm not the problem!"
She hissed like a cat at her own easy arousal, yelling to herself.
"Haa... For now, grab a few kinds of pills..."
Ara exhaled to calm down, stuffing packets into her maternity smock pocket. She couldn't ID them yet, but Han Da Jeong at the OB-GYN might help.
Slide-
Next drawer.
"Hah?"
Even more insane: long, thick dildos in every color, prostate massagers galore.
Gulp...
Ara swallowed dryly at the obscene display, picking up a pink dildo.
About 20cm...? Long, but Mom's was a handspan longer and twice as thick...
"Hah...!"
Comparing it unconsciously, she gasped.
"What am I even thinking...?"
She moved to put it back—
Beep-
"Huh?!"
The front door password chime blared.
No way... Mom?!
Beep- Beep-
Not a fluke—persistent tones.
Slide-!
She slammed the drawer.
Thud-!
Dashed out, but—
"Wha—!?"
Still clutching the pink dildo. Panic shoved it in her smock pocket, but—
Bulge-!
No way to hide that!
The cock shape printed clearly on the fabric.
Beep-!Clang-...!
Door opening—
Squelch—!
"Hng!"
Ara stashed the dildo "somewhere."
"Oh dear, I forgot my card... Huh? Sweetie?"
Rushing in, Ayoung spotted Ara by her door, eyes widening.
"Uh... J-just grabbing water, and my belly's pulling, so I thought I'd walk a bit for exercise..."
Ara smiled, but her face burned red, body trembling.
Squelch-...!
Deep inside her smock skirt, between thighs—pink dildo buried to the hilt, only handle peeking.
"Your face is so red... You feeling sick anywhere?"
"N-no! Just... got a little tired from walking, I think."
Squeeze-... Squelch-...!
Clenching to hold it in, she replied.
"I see... Ah! Mom'll help you upstairs."
"Y-yessh?!?"
All focus on her crotch, Ayoung closed in, arm around shoulder and waist.
"Careful now. Let's go up."
"Y-yeahh... Hnng..."
Every step—
I'm going insane...!
Terrified it'd slip, Ara focused every nerve.
Plop-...
Ayoung eased her onto the bed.
"Mom'll hurry back before market closes. Rest up and take care, okay?"
"Yeah..."
Click-.
Door shut—
"Hoooh... Nngh... Hn...!"
Ara quivered, moaning softly, hand diving under the covers.
Squelch-...!
"Hyah...!?"
She yanked the dildo from her pussy.
Thud-...
It dropped between her legs under the blanket, drenched like fresh from water—proof of her sensitivity.
"Haa... Haa..."
A little longer or thicker, and I'd have been done for...
Inserting felt just sensitive at first.
But Ayoung's support triggered flashbacks to the black monster cock, its scent faintly on her—lower belly ignited, dildo's shape sharpening inside.
"Sh-surely... one missing won't be noticed...?"
Relief sparked curiosity about the dildo.
Swish-...
She sat up, tossing covers off her belly.
"Mm..."
She pulled the soaked dildo from her skirt, squinting.
Not piss or anything...
Embarrassment flushed her at the sight.
Lately, she'd fingered roughly, but back in school? She barely touched down there outside baths—masturbation was alien.
"Haa..."
Now? Her pussy took this big a toy casually.
Definitely... different from fingers...
Staring blankly—
"Sh-should I... just try it once?"
Flinch!
"Kyaa! What am I saying?!"
Horrified at her own thought, she fanned her burning face.
But... doesn't everyone try a dildo once...?
Heart pounding, eyes glued to it.
Gulp...
"J-just... insert and pull out quick...?"
Mumbling, she hiked the knee-covering fabric under her belly...
Swish.
Legs M-shaped, instinctive easy-access pose.
"Hoo..."
Hands gripped it, slowly aiming the tip at her crotch below the full-term belly.
Wobble-...
Belly blocked the view—hard to angle without knowing her slit precisely, but—
Squelch-...!
"Nn...!"
Ara knew her pussy's spot from Ayoung's rapes—glans tip slipped easily into the pink slit.
"Hup...!"
Bracing, she pushed the head in—
Sluurp-!
Whole glans vanished inside.
"Eh...?"
Weird... Is it in?
Twitch-... Twitch-...
Mushroom ridge fully buried too.
This doesn't feel right...
Ayoung's invasions slammed her gut, breath catching at the glans.
This? Nothing.
Squelch- Squelch- Squelch-
"Nnng...! Nn...!"
Not bad, though. Squeeze-!Squeeze-...!
Regeneration kept her virgin-tight; walls clung, grinding packed nerves.
Shluck-! Plunge-! Shluck-! Plunge-...!
Deeper than this...!
Squelch—! Squelch—! Squelch-!
Thicker, ripping me full...!
"Hnnng...!!"
Shudder—...!
Thighs tensed, Squirt—! Squirt-...! clear droplets spraying.
"Haa... Haa..."
Looked like dildo-orgasm bliss.
"Ahh..."
But Ara's flushed, panting face screamed dissatisfaction.
Swish...
The wet spots from her squirt? Laughably less than what soaked it from Ayoung's brief contact earlier.