Stepmom's Maternal Love for Her Worried Son... Clang!
The spoon slipped from my hand and clattered noisily across the floor. Mom naturally picked up a fresh one and handed it to me.
"Na-hee mentioned it when she came out earlier. Said she helped you drain a load of cum from your cock, bro."
"Ah, y-yeah..."
"Na-hee, honestly... If your sexual frustration's building up that much, she could at least let you stick it in her pussy."
I'd half-expected Mom to be influenced by the twisted common sense too, but every time those gentle lips of hers spat out words like pussy or cum, I struggled to keep a straight face.
"If I had my way, I'd love to milk my son's semen myself... but our little girl's at that age where she wants to taste her big bro's cum too, so Mom has no choice but to step aside."
...Thank God I hadn't taken a bite yet. If there'd been rice in my mouth, I would've spat it right in her face.
This was not the kind of thing I'd ever expect from the mom who'd spent my whole life guiding me down the straight and narrow, preaching proper etiquette between men and women.
"Haa... this is driving me crazy..."
A sigh slipped out before I could stop it. I had no idea what to do anymore.
"Hm? What was that, honey?"
"N-nothing. Just... the egg roll is so good."
*Munch munch.* I shoved a piece into my mouth, trying to play it cool. But sadly, my poker face was trash.
"Hmm...?"
Especially in front of Mom, who knew me better than anyone. My little act was utterly useless. She could always sense when something was off with me, like a sixth sense. Her face filled with concern as she took a soft step closer.
"What's wrong? Your face looks a bit flushed."
"Oh, uh... it's just a little hot."
"Really...? I heard the flu's going around lately. Maybe you have a fever? Let Mom check."
Mom approached with that worried look, leaning down to press her hand to my forehead. And that's when I panicked for a whole different reason.
As she bent over, her loose T-shirt hung down, giving me a perfect view of her full, voluptuous breasts. She was totally braless, as usual—like it was the most natural thing in the world. Her pale, beautiful tits were right there in front of my eyes.
'N-no, I can't look!'
My lower body twitched suddenly. I tried to avert my gaze, but my traitorous eyes locked onto the gap at her neckline, fixated on Mom's breasts.
'B-breasts...'
*Throb!*
My cock ended up getting hard. There was nothing I could do about it.
Mom was stunning, after all. She looked way too young for her forties, and thanks to her diligent self-care at home, her skin and figure were practically twenties-level. If you wondered where my cute little sister's pretty face came from, well, there was your answer.
But still.
'Snap out of it. She's your mom...'
No matter that we weren't blood-related, she'd raised me with even more devotion than a real mom. Getting hard just from staring at her chest filled me with a twinge of guilt.
"No fever... You sure you're really okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine, Mom."
"Good. That's a relief."
She smiled warmly, her eyes crinkling. But for some reason, that usual kind, loving expression felt a little... off today. Unsettling, even.
And it wasn't my imagination.
"Say, son. Can Mom ask you something?"
"Sure? Go ahead."
"It's nothing big, but..."
She trailed off, tilting her head down slightly. A wave of her feminine scent—sweet and intoxicating—hit me, making my head spin for a second.
Then, leaning in so close her lips nearly brushed my nose, she whispered with that same gentle, serene smile.
"Why's your cock getting so big?"
I felt like the air got stuck in my throat.
"...Huh?"
"Why's your cock getting hard, I said?"
*Press.*
Something pinned down my crotch. It was Mom's foot.
"Wh-what the... uh..."
"Why act all shy? It's normal for a guy's dick to get hard if he's horny in the morning, right?"
"Y-yeah? Ahaha..."
I forced a laugh and nodded. Sure. It was natural for guys to get erections when aroused. Totally normal... right?
'This is not the same thing!'
The humiliation of getting caught hard in front of Mom crashed over me. But she and my sister at the table didn't bat an eye—like it was no big deal. Hell, Mom was grinning casually as she kept her foot planted right on my crotch.
"Can't just leave it like this."
*Press, wiggle.*
Her foot toyed with my cock. It felt way better than I'd imagined, and soon enough, I was fully erect.
"...Oh my?"
Mom's foot, which had been rubbing slowly over my pajamas, froze. She must've felt the rock-hard firmness under her sole—totally different from before. She leaned down, staring intently at my crotch.
"Didn't you say you busted one this morning?"
...Yeah, it was a massive load. Sis had jerked me off like a maniac, after all.
But that didn't mean I couldn't get hard again. I was a healthy guy in my twenties— one shot wasn't gonna satisfy me. I usually needed at least three jerk sessions a day to feel good. A morning nut wasn't gonna kill my wood.
That obvious fact to me seemed to shock Mom.
"This is practically full mast, isn't it?"
*Rub, rub.*
She stroked my rigid cock over my pants as she said it.
"To think my son's been pent up like this and I didn't even notice... Sigh, come to think of it, I haven't been paying enough attention to your dick care lately..."
"M-Mom?"
Her self-blame felt a little off-target. Seeing my flustered face, she gave a sultry, knowing smile. Her eyes stayed glued to the massive tent in my pants.
"Did Mom rubbing you with her foot get you excited?"
"Well... haa..."
I tried to wriggle out of the situation, but no excuses came to mind. I just let out a long sigh.
Lying wouldn't work anyway. Mom always sniffed out my bullshit like a bloodhound. And with that serious look—like she already knew everything—I swallowed my embarrassment and nodded.
"Y-yeah. A little...?"
She went quiet for a long moment, staring down at me with unreadable eyes. Then, like she'd made up her mind, she slowly spoke.
"Se-hyeon."
"..."
"Take your cock out."
The sudden command threw me. I hesitated, and her voice turned firm.
"Now."
That soft yet irresistibly authoritative tone, just like always. My body reacted on autopilot. I slowly slid my hand down.
*Rustle.*
"Oh my."
As my throbbing, fully erect cock sprang free, Mom's eyes went wide. She dropped to her knees in a hurry, peering closely at it.
"Has it been like this the whole time?"
Don't look at it like it's some emergency patient, Mom. And your breath is hitting the tip... back up a bit!
'If I say that, I'll just come off like some deviant weirdo.'
It seemed like her actions stemmed from genuine worry for her son. If I snapped now, I'd look like an ungrateful jerk ignoring her pure maternal love. Her eyes, examining my full-mast dick, were filled with real concern.
"Sorry, honey. Mom's been so thoughtless."
"N-no, it's not like that."
"I thought with Na-hee draining your cum every morning, you'd be satisfied... Guess I underestimated your sexual needs."
*Stroke* ♡
She said it while wrapping her hand around my cock, then began gently caressing the shaft.
"W-wait a sec. M-Mom...?"
"Hee hee. It's fine. Be a good boy..."
Her hand moved smoothly, shaking my cock with tender care. Unlike Sis's frantic, rough strokes earlier, Mom's were soft and loving—yet laced with a sticky, teasing technique that drove a man wild. Talk about adult experience; you couldn't fake that.
"Sorry. Mom hasn't been taking good care of her boy's cock lately, has she?"
She smiled sweetly as she said it.
"So how about Mom drains one for you?"
"Wh-what do you... mean by..."
"Mmm... *ptoo!!*"
Mom suddenly spat. Hot, sticky saliva flew from her pretty lips, splattering onto my glans.
I was stunned. The ever-modest mom who'd always set an example for us kids was hocking a loogie on my dick without a second thought. The scene felt so surreal, but the clear drool dripping from my reddish head and the sweet scent of her spit proved it was real.
But that was just the beginning.
*Schlick schlick.*
"Ngh!"
Her slender fingers spread the saliva smoothly over my cock.
'Ah, no... this can't...'
This was the woman who'd raised me, enveloped me in maternal love. No matter how lewd the world's common sense had twisted, by every moral code I'd grown up with, this was insane.
But.
'It feels... way too good...'
My brain screamed that this was wrong, but my cock throbbed harder than ever in her hand, pulsing like it might burst.
And then.
*Schlick schlick schlick.*
"Nngh...!"
With my dick thoroughly lubed in her spit, Mom gripped it tight and started jerking in earnest. The wet, squelching sounds filled the room.