Mom Ravages Her Beloved Daughter with a Black Monster Cock
*Squish-!* *Squish-!* *Squish-!*
"Nngh... ah... hng...!"
The pink dildo relentlessly plunged in and out of her tight pink slit. *Squish-...* *Squish-...* Though the pace was quickening even further, the flow of her juices was dwindling, making each thrust grow laborious.
*Pop-...!*
"Haa..."
In the end, with her natural lube running dry and her inner walls parched, the woman could no longer continue. She pulled out the dildo.
"Haa..."
'Couldn't get there...'
Ara sighed deeply, frustrated that no matter how hard she stimulated herself with the dildo, she couldn't reach climax.
'If it were Mom's cock... surely...'
Instead, her longing and ache for that superior male organ she'd tasted once only intensified. But then—
"Ah! W-what am I thinking, Park Ara!? Mom's just a rapist...!"
Startled, she shook her head vigorously, her face flushing as she cast her gaze downward.
"It's gotta be the pregnancy... hormones messing me up..."
That had to explain why her body heated up every time she thought of Ayoung's cock—her mom's cock.
*Rustle...*
"First things first... gotta change the bedsheets and wash up... whew..."
Ara got up, stripped the cum-soaked sheets from moments ago, and headed downstairs.
"What the...!"
On the balcony, she found stacks of neatly folded bedsheets—the exact same color and type as the ones from her own room. At least ten of them.
'This many replacements... how much fucking has she been doing?!'
No way it was just once or twice a night. You wouldn't need this many otherwise.
*Drip...*
"Hngh...!"
Just thinking about it made her pussy leak again.
*Whoosh-!* Ara hurriedly shoved the sheets into the washer, grabbed fresh ones for her room, then—
*Splashhh—...* *Squish-...!* *Squish-...!*
"Nnghh...! Ngh...!"
In the bathroom, as she washed herself, she started fingering her pussy.
'W-what's wrong with my body?!'
"Ahnng— aaang...!"
Her surging lust reared up like a teenage boy's morning wood, leaving Ara unable to think straight.
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*Ring-riing—* *Click-*
The front door opened.
"Ara~ I got pizza..."
Ayoung entered, one hand holding a grocery bag, the other the pizza Ara had requested. But then—
"Mom..."
"...?"
She froze at the sight of Ara standing in the living room. *Jiggle-...* Her tiny white spaghetti-strap tank strained against overflowing cleavage and sideboob. *Sway-...* Below her pregnant belly—barely covered, navel bulging out—
*Squeeze.*
Her jean hotpants barely covered anything, wedged tight between her huge belly and pale thighs like panties.
"Y-you... what the hell are you wearing?!"
Ayoung's eyes rapidly scanned Ara's slutty body, her face twisting in shock.
"Just... it's hot out... hehe."
Ara brushed it off as mere heat, excusing her trashy outfit.
"Ah-! Smells delicious!"
She sidled up to Ayoung, rubbing her tits against the arm holding the pizza.
*Smoosh-!*
"Sweet potato pizza? Mom?"
*Smoosh-...!* *Smoosh-...!*
Ara wedged Ayoung's arm deep into her cleavage, grinding her body against it as she asked.
*Whirr—.*
In that instant, Ayoung's hidden futa gaze flashed red.
'Knew it... she's just pretending to be sweet!'
*Whoosh-!* "I'll set the pizza down!"
Ara snatched the box and turned toward the kitchen table.
*Swish- swish-* Even as she walked, she swayed her plump ass side to side like a bitch monkey in heat.
"...!"
Ayoung couldn't ignore it. *Gulp...* Her eyes widened, staring holes into the twitching cheeks.
'I can feel your eyes, Mom!'
Far from annoyed, Ara reveled in exposing Ayoung's true nature, thrusting her ass out even more.
'I'll uncover every bit of what you're hiding, Mom!'
That was her excuse for the slutty clothes and gestures to provoke her. But she had no clue—
*Squish-...* Her crotch was already damp, soaked through.
*Huff...* And her body was wafting the musky pheromones of a bitch in heat.
'Mom's staring at my tits again.'
"This pizza's the best~"
Ara squished her cleavage together with one arm, stretching cheese from her mouth as she spoke. Ayoung imagined it was her cum instead.
'M-my cock's throbbing... parading that slutty body so defenselessly?!'
"Yeah? Good... glad you like it."
With food far from their minds, mother and daughter ate. Then—
"Haa... that hit the spot. Mom, can you bring me some tea later?"
"Tea...?"
"Yeah! Helps me sleep..."
She fluttered her lashes, peeking up coyly.
"...Can you? Mom?"
Ara pressed again.
'No way she suspects...!'
Ayoung tensed, wondering if Ara knew she'd been raped. But—
*Throb-!* *Throb-!*
"Y-yeah! I'll bring it."
Lust overrode her worries as her cock pulsed under her skirt.
"Okay... I'll head up and rest then."
"Got it... I'll brew some and bring it soon."
"Yess~"
Ara vanished upstairs. *Scrape-!* Ayoung bolted up, rushed to her room, grabbed her med kit, and returned.
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"Daughter... leaving this here."
"Mngh... okay."
Ayoung set the teacup on the low shelf by Ara, who lay facing away.
"Finish it and I'll come get the cup, 'kay?"
"Yeah... got it. Yawwn..."
Ara yawned softly in response.
*Step. Step.* *Creak— click.*
The moment Ayoung left—
*Spring-!* Ara kicked off the covers.
*Rustle-!* She unfolded her prepared black trash bag.
*Splash—...!* She poured the tea into the medical cotton and sponges inside, soaking them up.
*Rustle-...!* She stashed it under the bed.
'Perfect! If it's laced with sleeping pills, she'll come back.'
*Whoosh-!* Ara pulled the covers over her face, feigning sleep.
*Creak- step... step...* Soon, the door creaked open, footsteps approaching.
"Ara? Ara?"
'Knew it! Sleeping pills in the tea.'
Just like last time—Ara was certain.
"Ara?"
But not everything matched. *Tap- tap-* Unlike the past five days of just calling her name and leaving, Ayoung poked and shook her shoulder.
*Brush-.* She even held fingers to her nose, checking breath.
'W-what do I do?! She'll catch me!'
Ara peeked through slits, heart pounding at the fingers near her nose.
*Snore... snore...* She faked deep sleeping breaths.
"She's out..."
'Haa... haaa...'
Relief washed over her at Ayoung's mutter and retreating fingers.
*Creak- click.*
The door shut. 'Now she'll come... in that state...'
Ara's heart raced with anxious thrill—her plan working, but dread at the 'Master' Ayoung bursting in.
'D-did I bite off too much?'
She'd steeled herself to stay sober and gauge Ayoung's state. But recalling that monstrous black cock and the beastly rutting... fear bubbled up.
'But surely...'
...it'll feel amazing? Her pussy clenched at the thought. *Squish... squish...*
*Creak—* '...!'
The door opened.
"Huff...! Huff... haaack...!"
Her ragged breaths alone screamed arousal. *Tremble...!* *Huff...*
'C-cock smell...!'
The musky reek from her erect futa cock hit instantly, assaulting her senses.
*Step... step...*
"Haak... hak...!"
The source: Ayoung, her black monster cock throbbing.
*Squish-!* *Squish-!* *Squish-!* *Smoosh—!* *Smoosh-!*
She'd entered naked, fingers pistoning her pussy to tease her prostate for max erection.
*Grip-!* *Bulge...!* *Swell...!* Her other hand clenched the base, forcing blood to engorge it, veins bulging along the oily black shaft.
*Step-.* She reached the bed's edge.
*Schlop-...!*
"Ahng...!"
Ayoung yanked her fingers from her pussy.
*Squirt-...!*
"Oook...!"
Her hypersensitive hole squirted toward her palm.
"Hehe—"
She smeared the soaked hand over her cock.
*Squish-...* *Squish-...* Gripping the swollen crimson glans, lubing it with her own juices.
*Twitch-...!* *Twitch-...!* Sleek now, she advanced on side-lying Ara.
*Brush-.* She climbed on, thrusting her crotch toward Ara's face.
*Thud-...!* The black monster slapped Ara's cheek.
"Hnght-...!"
Ayoung tensed her urethra.
*Spurt-!! Splurt-!* Precum jetted like a water gun from the tip— *splat-!*
'Hngggk...!! F-fishy...!'
*Drip...* It splattered Ara's face, trickling down her cheek.
*Melt...* 'M-male scent... Master's scent...'
The pheromones flooding her nostrils nearly woke her onahole persona.
*Shake-!* "Huaa... haoot...!"
Ara jolted up, hyperventilating to cling to sanity.
"...!?"
'Ah...!'
Ayoung stared, eyes wide, brows furrowed at her too-quick reaction.
'Futans have insane strength... if she catches me...'
Ara remembered her backup plan. *Whirl-...!* She rolled, ass toward Ayoung.
*Slide-...* She yanked down her hotpants.
*Wiggle— wiggle—* "Y-your exclusive meat toilet... is right hereee...!"
She shook her ass, mimicking her onahole self as best she could.
'Hmm? Voice trembling... kinda awkward...?'
Ayoung sensed no nasal tone, no slutty allure. Suspicion brewed.
'S-so embarrassing...'
Tears welled as Ara squeezed her eyes shut in shame.
*Writhe—!* *Writhe—!* Her pink entrance pulsed.
*Squirt—!* *Splurt—!* "Hyaaah—...!!"
She moaned, squirting girl-cum.
*Drip... drip...* "..."
Ayoung's black cock, dripping from the squirt—
*Groooan—...!!*
Curved upward, twisting into full, veiny erection!
*Pulse-...* *Pulse-...* Ara's pussy clenched like it was calling the cock.
'Such a slutty...'
"No way this pussy-slut's my daughter...!"
Ayoung muttered, *grab-...!* *Squelch-...!* seizing Ara's upturned ass cheeks hard.
*Rub— squish-!* *Squish-!* *Squish-!* 'It's... coming...!'
She ground the fat glans up and down her entrance.
*Press-!* *Press-!* No insertion—just crushing her pussy with the glans.
'S-so huge glans...! Nothing like the dildo...!'
"Haa...! Hnght—! Nngh—!"
Ara had planned sober sex to analyze Ayoung. But—
"Ahnng—! Master—! Shove your huge black cock in your Master's exclusive pussy!!"
Was it acting or real? Her voice matched her heat-maddened onahole self, begging to mate.
*Shlorp—!!! *Crunch-...!!!*
"Kyaaahhh—!!"
Ara's eyes rolled back, a shrill scream bursting from her gritted teeth.