The Video
A vein-bulging cock plunges in and out between a pair of generous ass cheeks.
It grows thicker by the second.
The man's hands clamp down on each cheek and wrench them wide apart. He watches his dick slide through her cunt and thinks of someone else.
In an instant both balls seize up tight. Something surges up the shaft and drives outward in a long, shuddering pulse, bowing his back like a drawn bow. He buries himself to the root.
"Uuungh—!! Mom!!"
The woman who'd been offering up her ass snaps her head up. She strains to take the cock swelling fit to burst inside her. From the base of his balls, up the shaft, through the head—his load erupts in a powerful jet.
"Aaaah...! Uuungh!!"
"Ahaaang!! Aaang!!"
Both bodies twist and thrash on their own. Animal sounds tear from the man's throat one after another. White, watery fluid spurts from the seam where cock and pussy meet, soaking the bedsheets through.
"Haa...! Haa...! Pull out—it hurts too much..."
Her words shatter the mood. His cock wilts at once. He jerks his hips back; the shrunken dick springs free of her gaping hole like a coil released.
Only then does his vision clear enough to take in the plain, aging body beneath him. Cum he'd just dumped is already dribbling from the slit of her cunt. The woman sits up in irritation and wipes herself with a tissue. The man perches on the edge of the bed, clamps a cigarette between his teeth, lights it, and draws a deep lungful.
Post-nut clarity hits hard.
He'd been fucking some old woman doggy-style and thinking of his mother. His real mother—the woman who gave birth to him. Guilt floods in. He never actually fucked his mom, and still his head drops of its own accord.
"Oppa, you called me Mom at the end, didn't you?"
"Huh? That was—"
"Hehe... It's fine. Customers like that come around pretty often."
As if it were nothing, the older woman cleans up with practiced ease, pulls on her clothes, and vanishes.
He'd come to a short-time motel for this. Just to taste, even a little, what it might feel like to fuck his mother. He looks down at his still-glistening cock. It's already standing straight up again. In a single flash he'd pictured his mother naked—and even though he hasn't seen her bare body since he was old enough to think, the mere fantasy has him fully hard.
Shin Hayeong. Forty-two.
A woman past forty, yet her natural figure and skin make her look a full decade younger. He wonders what she'll wear to work today. His father died young, so she raised three kids alone the hard way. Every evening she leaves the house in full makeup and slutty clothes. Where she goes is obvious as daylight, but neither his older sister, his little sister, nor he ever says a word about it. They eat because of the money she brings home.
He stubs out the cigarette, pulls his clothes on in a hurry, and heads home.
I plant myself on the living-room sofa on purpose and wait. A glance at the clock—it's the hour Mom leaves for work. Right on cue, as if timed to the second, she steps out of her room. The perfume hits my nose and my cock hardens on the spot.
I look her over slowly, starting from the face. Long straight hair. Eyes that tilt up just a little at the corners—catlike. Skin so glossy it almost drips; not a single blemish. Slender shoulders. Tits that rise so full they feel almost wrong on a frame that size. A cinched waist. Firm hips. An ass ready to burst. Smooth, perfect legs. Her skin is so porcelain-pale it looks like someone rubbed gel all over it—blinding. Black stockings. A dress so short it barely covers her panties.
I swallow hard.
"Heading out now?"
"Yeah. I set the table—just microwave the rice and eat."
"Alright. Call if it gets rough."
"Hehe... You're reliable. Okay then—just watch the house."
I stare holes through her ass as it sways with every step. The cheeks flex and shift. I imagine grabbing one in each hand and fucking her from behind the way I did that motel woman. I want to fuck her. I want to drive my cock between those cheeks. I want to cum. Creampie Mom's pussy. Watch my load leak from between her puffy lips.
But in the real world it's impossible.
I watch her in heels until she disappears. The door closes. A sigh slips out on its own. How the hell do I fuck my mother? I turn it over and over in my head—no answer comes. That kind of thing only happens in porn.
I'm about to get up when I hear someone moving. I turn. A pair of legs poured into skin-tight leggings comes grumbling out of a room—one walking pussy.
Lee Yunjeong. Twenty-two. My older sister by a year. She's been freeloading at home ever since high school graduation. Loves going out at night. Always reeks of booze. A party-girl freeloader through and through. I'd love to say something, but I'm in the same boat—I've been sitting on my ass at home for a year since I graduated too.
She knows damn well her little brother's right here and still pretends not to see me as she heads for the kitchen. Doesn't even acknowledge me. She's been a bitch since we were kids.
That said—fuck, I'm hard as hell. Those painted-on leggings put every line of her legs on full display. She's halfway into the kitchen when she whips her head around, eyes narrowed to slits.
"The fuck are you looking at?"
"Looking at what?"
"You little shit. You were just ogling my body."
"No I wasn't."
"Ugh, you pervert!"
"The hell are you on about, you fucking bitch."
My own sister flips me off. I've seen it a hundred times. I ignore her. With Mom gone there's nothing left for me in the living room, and talking to Yunjeong is a pain in the ass anyway. I crawl back into my room.
I sit at the desk, boot up the computer, and open the site I've bookmarked. I scan the thumbnails and the upload list for anything new. It's a site that only deals in incest videos. Sometimes "true confessions" show up too, but most of those are just wannabe writers' wet dreams. You can tell. Same with the videos—watching beats reading every time if you want to get off.
My hand slides into my pants without thinking.
Huh. What's this.
A few new uploads. One thumbnail jumps out hard. A woman who looks a little older is lying there in a blindfold. A young guy is on top of her. Looks like it could be fun. I click.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
The wet smack of flesh on flesh pounds out in a steady rhythm. On top of the blindfolded woman's belly, the young man drives his hips down hard, again and again. Suddenly the angle shifts. A hand flashes into frame. The camera shakes. Someone else is filming. It's porn, but they're staging it this way on purpose for the realism.
Blindfold play, huh. Fresh.
The speed of his cock picks up. Her pussy must feel fucking incredible—he's slamming into her faster and faster. Juices well up where cock and cunt meet and start to run down her thighs. Then someone steps up beside the guy. Fully dressed. Whispers something in his ear. The man working his hips gives a small nod.
A satisfied smile spreads across his face as he moves up to the blindfolded woman's head. He takes hold of the blindfold strap and toys with it—almost off, almost not. Then he rips it away.
Her eyes land on his face. Her pupils blow wide, ready to pop out of her skull.
"Kyaaaak!!"
"Uungh...! Mom...! Mom...! Moooom!!"
He called her Mom. At the same time he lifts his hips high. Her pussy lips cling to his shaft all the way to the base and drag out with him, shiny with her juices. She shoves at his chest with both hands, thrashing to get free. Jaw locked, he puts everything he has into driving back down.
SLAP!!!!!
A friction sound like something tearing. His cock punches through her cunt to the hilt. Only his balls hang loose against her.
"No!! Nooo!! Junwoo!!"
"Fuck!! Mom!! Mom!! Aaaah!! I'm gonna cum!! Uuungh!!"
"It's your first time with Mom, so dump a big load in her pussy, yeah? Junwoo... you can do that, right?"
The man who pulled the blindfold off grins with a nasty look and coaxes him on. Drool runs from the lips of the kid who just called the woman under him Mom. He's lost it. He gives a little nod.
He definitely said Mom. Fuck—is that actually his mother?
"I'm cumming, Mom!! Gonna dump your son's load in Mom's pussy!! Guh—!!"
"No!! Junwoo!! It's Mom!! Snap out of it!!"
"Shut up, you fucking bitch!! Mom's pussy tastes too good—I can't stop!! I'm cummiiing!!"
His hips lift high again. He slams down with everything he's got. Groin crashes into groin in a raw, grinding slap. Her juice-slicked lips drag out and then his cock buries itself to the root in one stroke.
"Uuuhhrrk!!"
"Kyahaaang!!"
Both heads snap back at once. Mouths stretch wide enough to split; foamy spit runs down their chins. Their whole bodies shake like leaves in a gale.
The camera cuts hard to the join of their hips. Cock and cunt are sealed flush together. The vein-ridged shaft throbs like mad. White, watery fluid pours out in a waterfall.
My own orgasm surges up like a tide. I yank my cock free.
"Uuungh!!!"
A thick rope of cum rockets toward the ceiling. No time even to grab a tissue. I'd completely lost my mind watching what was unfolding on the monitor.
Fuck—it's got to be staged, right...? He called her Mom. He said Mom!
An insane amount of cum keeps spurting from the reddened hole of my cock. Strength drains out of me. I look back at the screen.
Still trembling through the aftershocks of the creampie, the guy starts working his hips again.
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
The bed shudders with the vibration. Squelching friction fills the speakers. His cock is so veined it looks ready to split open, plunging in and out of her without rest. He really thinks she's his mother.
"How's Mom's pussy taste? Good, right?"
"Yes—fucking delicious... Shit... I can't stop...! Uuuhngh...!"
"Your mom's expression is changing little by little too. Guess her son's cock is that good."
"Mom!! Mom!! Uuungh!!"
The woman pinned under him can't get a word out—like the air's been crushed from her lungs. Unlike a moment ago, when she was shoving at his chest with everything she had, both arms now lock around him and pull him close. He's already cum inside her. She's given up.
Their bodies press flush together. She clings to him like he's a lifeline. His tongue lolls out ugly and shoves into her mouth. She resists for a second, then takes it. Tongues tangle. They swallow each other's spit. They suck and lick like animals. His tongue swirls clockwise, thoroughly wrecking the mouth of the woman he calls Mom.
"Ma'am? Your son's cock is pretty useful, isn't it? Nothing to worry about—just enjoy this moment."
She still doesn't speak. She only clutches his body tight and takes every inch of the cock driving into her to the root, straining with everything she has. The pace of his hips keeps climbing.