The Mother's Secret Corruption
“I’ve… grown so much.. can’t you help me?”
I was certain she would listen.
“Emily, the times I helped you before were out of consideration, not because it was my duty.”
My mother had refused me with a serious expression and a firm voice.
“From now on, you’ll have to handle things on your own, Emily. Didn’t I buy you an Onahole?”
So that’s how she wants to play it, being so cold and distant?
I decided then that I needed to take appropriate measures. The method I came up with was simple.
Just rape her.
This was the first time my mother had ever drawn such a clear, firm line with me. From my childhood until now, she had never once rejected me so decisively. Even when she did refuse, she had always used a soft, kind tone. She had never acted like this.
In short, the fact that she was acting this way meant she had made up her mind. I realized that throwing a tantrum would only make things awkward and backfire. That was why I decided on mindless rape.
I wasn’t going to throw a half-hearted jab; I was going to land a heavy, full-force punch. If I just tested the waters, she might build her walls even higher, so I figured acting like a madman and just ravaging her would be the most effective method.
If I just raped her and shoved my massive cock deep into her pussy, wouldn’t she eventually break?
Truth be told, I hadn’t originally wanted to rape my mother. I had planned to slowly blur the lines of our relationship and then, when the opportunity arose, turn her into my bitch. But since she had drawn such a firm line, the chance for that had vanished. If that was the case, I would just have to create the opportunity myself.
The risk was incredibly high, but there was no method more certain than this.
I decided the day to rape my mother would be in two days. I planned to go without masturbating for those two days, building up my sexual desire, and then pounce on her. By then, the semen would be boiling in my balls.
Night fell, and naturally, I didn’t visit my sleeping mother. I had to keep my desire pent up.
The next day, I woke up feeling refreshed and went to the living room. Perhaps because I hadn’t released any semen since yesterday, my morning wood wouldn’t subside. My cock was throbbing like crazy.
“Come to think of it, Mom isn’t up yet..?”
Usually, by this time, she would have already been up preparing breakfast. Wondering why she was sleeping in, I opened her bedroom door slightly. As I cracked the door, her soft scent wafted out.
“Ugh..♡”
I felt my cock swell as if it were about to burst. After checking on my mother, who was sleeping soundly in bed, I immediately closed the door.
I want to stick my cock in Mom’s pussy. I want to fuck her pussy and mate with her.
I had only caught a whiff of her scent, yet my head was already filled with dark, twisted desire.
“Hoo.. calm down.. just calm down..”
My cock was aching, and I had to take deep breaths to steady myself. To think I’d be this bad after just one day of not releasing, when I usually did it every day. I sang the national anthem in my head to force my cock to go down.
“Whew.. I should just make breakfast.”
Once the erection faded, I went to the kitchen and prepared a simple breakfast. A pretty omelet made with eggs, and a sandwich filled with ham, various vegetables, and mayonnaise. I made a portion for my sleeping mother, covered it, and ate my own meal.
Satisfied with breakfast, I began to read. In this world, there were no smartphones or internet, so hobbies like reading or taking walks were the best.
While I was lazing around in the living room reading, my mother finally opened her door and came out.
“Did you sleep well, Mom? You woke up late today.”
“Oh.. did you sleep well too, Emily? Should I make you breakfast?”
My mother asked with a smile, and I shook my head.
“No, you weren’t waking up, so I just cooked something simple. I left some for you, do you want to eat?”
When I said that, she gave a faint smile.
“Oh.. is that so? How thoughtful of you, my daughter..”
But her face didn’t look quite right. It was the expression of someone carrying a worry in their heart. Why? I hadn’t visited her last night, so she shouldn’t have had anything to worry about, right?
“Thank you, Emily. I’ll eat well.”
“Yeah, enjoy it, Mom.”
Even while eating the meal I’d prepared, she still looked like she had a lot on her mind. After finishing breakfast, she went back into her room without a word, her expression complex and lost in thought. She didn’t come out for a long time.
Ah! Could it be that she looked so uncomfortable because she couldn’t sleep last night? If you toss and turn and fall asleep late, you end up oversleeping, and even then, you don’t feel refreshed. Was she staying in her room now to take a nap?
I figured my guess was probably right.
Lunchtime came, and I made a quick meal. I thought about waking her, but wondered if there was any need to disturb her sleep, so I left her be.
But she really didn’t come out for a long, long time. How long was she napping? Even when it hit six in the evening, she hadn’t emerged. Worried, I headed toward her room.
“Huu..♡ Huuu..♡”
As I approached the door, I could faintly hear her breathing from the other side. What was she doing to make her breathing so ragged..?
“Mom~ don’t you need to eat dinner?”
I called out to her carefully through the door. A moment of silence followed.
“No answer? Are you sleeping?”
“Oh.. no, Emily..! I just ended up taking a bit of a nap..? Haha..”
So she really had been napping.
“It’s already six o’clock, Mom. Don’t you need to eat dinner?”
“O..oh? It’s six..?”
“Yeah, you went into your room after breakfast and haven’t come out once. I didn’t call you at lunch because I thought you were sleeping.”
“I..is that so..?”
Her voice was trembling strangely. Had she had a nightmare..?
“Yeah, are you very tired, Mom? You seem to have napped for over eight hours..?”
“Ah.. hahahaha..”
Her laughter sounded weird, too.. she must have had a truly terrifying nightmare.
“You’re not sick, are you, Mom?”
“No, no..! I’m not sick at all, Emily? Don’t worry about me.”
“Your voice sounds a bit raspy..? Should I check if you have a fever, Mom? Can I open the door?”
When I asked, she answered urgently, as if startled.
“Ah..! No..! No..! I.. while I was sleeping, I sweated a lot.. so I’ll take a shower and change, then come out and make dinner-”
“Is that so? But Mom, if you’re tired, you don’t have to make dinner. I’ll just cook something.”
“It’s fine..! Just wait a little, I’ll make dinner, so please wait in the living room?”
“Okay, Mom.”
Mom.. her voice was definitely that of someone flustered.. Why was that..? Was there something I didn’t know about..?
About 30 minutes later, she came out of her room and cooked dinner. Her face was quite flushed, and though I was curious why, I didn’t bother asking. After dinner, night fell, and I didn’t visit her again tonight. I had to keep my desire pent up and stored away so I could rape her even more deliciously.
And tomorrow was finally the day I would rape my mother. Just imagining it made my cock throb, and after barely calming it down, I went to sleep.
***
The next morning, just as I had woken up and was about to head to the living room, my mother knocked and opened the door.
“Oh, you’re up too, Mom?”
“Yes, did you sleep well, my daughter?”
I felt her eyes sweep over my morning-erect cock as she greeted me. Her gaze flickered for a moment when she saw the silhouette of my cock, which looked like it was about to burst through my pants.
“O..oh, I’ll prepare breakfast?”
“Yeah, thanks, Mom..!”
Even while eating breakfast with her, her expression looked just as uncomfortable as yesterday. Hmm.. what kind of worry was she carrying that I didn’t know about? But that didn’t matter anymore. I was going to rape her today.
Once I shoved it deep into her, her worries would fly far away. But before the rape, there was something I needed to prepare.
“Mom, I’m going for a walk.”
After finishing breakfast, I told her I was going for a walk and left the house. I walked briskly until I arrived at an adult toy store.
“Welcome~ Oh? Nice to see you, Emily?”
The female owner smiled and waved at me.
“I’m here to buy condoms.”
When I spoke in a dry tone, she chuckled.
“Puhaha.. I’ll recommend some! What size would you need?”
“The largest size.”
“Hmm~ I see, of course.”
She scanned my lower body with a lecherous gaze and brought out some condoms.
“This one is a bit expensive.. and this one is cheaper..”
“Give me the most expensive, high-quality ones.”
“Okay~ Then this one should do, right?”
She smiled and handed me a box of condoms.
“One box isn’t enough. Give me five boxes.”
Her eyes widened when I said that. No matter how horny I was for my mother or how much I wanted to ejaculate inside her, I had to be sure about contraception.
“Oh my, oh my, puhahahaha.. I should have known you’d be like that, Emily?”
She said, putting five boxes of the most expensive, largest-sized condoms into a paper bag and handing it to me. I paid, took the bag, and quickly left the store.
“Come back again, cute Emily?”
-Click, clack.
I ran back home and locked the front door. My cock was swollen to the point of bursting at the thought of ruthlessly raping my mother. Should I put a condom on now? Just as I was thinking that, I heard my mother’s voice.
“Emily’s cock..♡ I need my daughter’s cock..♡”
Huh..? What did I just hear?
-*Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap*♡
And.. there was also the sound of something very wet. The sound was coming from my room. I moved toward my room with careful steps.
The door was slightly ajar, and as I got closer, the smell of pussy juice began to fill the air.
“Emily..♡ Stick Emily’s cock into Mom’s pussy..♡ Stick it into this bad, perverted Mom’s pussy..♡”
-*Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap*♡
What.. what on earth is this sound..?
“I love rubbing my pussy on Emily’s limp, soaked t-shirt..♡ I love it..♡”
Was I dreaming..? I carefully pushed open the door and stepped inside. And there, inside..
-*Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap*♡
My mother was masturbating. Rubbing her pussy against the floor.. and that thing spread out on the floor.. was my t-shirt. And the thing she was holding in her hand, smelling it.. was my underwear.
“Stick your cock into Mom’s pussy, my daughter..♡ Fuck me roughly, fuck me hard..♡”
My mother was so absorbed in her masturbation, her expression melted, not even noticing I had entered the room. A large puddle of pussy juice had formed on the floor, and the room was filled with humid, damp air and the dizzying scent of her arousal, showing just how much she had been spraying.
Everything finally clicked into place. So that was it..? That was why she was acting like that..?
My mother was an incredibly lewd and lustful person, wasn’t she?
I threw the paper bag containing the condoms into a corner of the room and spoke to my mother, who was lost in her masturbation.
“Mom..?”
When I called out, she froze. And then.. she slowly turned her head toward me. Her face, meeting my eyes, was twisted with pure confusion and embarrassment. Her reaction.. was delicious.
A perverted mother caught masturbating using her daughter as a prop.
“Mom, isn’t that my underwear you’re holding..?”
As I continued, her body began to tremble.
“E..Emily.. so.. so this is-”
“Mom, were you doing this behind my back?”
I cut her off and said with a smirk. Her body froze once again.
“I..it’s just-”
“Mom.”
I cut her off again. And then, I stripped off my clothes. My bra, and even my panties, which were soaked with pre-cum. My cock, erect to the point of pain, was dripping with pre-cum. Seeing that, my mother’s face turned pale.
I walked slowly toward her and said,
“In this case, I don’t think this counts as rape, does it?”