A Place We Should Never Meet
A fragrant scent tickles my nose.
I can't see her clearly, but the contours of her body come through just fine. She looks delicious. No—fucking delicious. I can tell without even having tasted her yet.
Blood surges hard into my cock. Before I know it, I'm yanking my pants down, stripping them off completely and flinging them wherever. I peel off my T-shirt. Not a single thread left on me—completely naked.
My face burns. My blood is racing at a mad pace. I push my hips forward just a little. The head of my cock—so red it's gone nearly black—brushes against Mom's cheek.
A sharp tingle shoots through me.
"Haa... haa... Mom..."
Hayeong doesn't move a muscle.
Fucking bitch.
Should I just shove it in?
Hah... hold it together.
My older sister and little sister are home. I grab the last fraying thread of reason just before it snaps completely.
I made a rock-solid promise to that Juseonja bastard, and to Sangmin and Minjeong. I said I'd show them. Mother-son incest sex with my own real mom.
But a little oral shouldn't be a problem, right? The fucking bitch is dead asleep, completely out of it.
I turn the cockhead that was lightly touching her cheek toward her lips, sliding it across them.
"Nngh!!"
A moan slips out of me. My whole body shudders. My heels lift slightly off the floor.
I'm going to lose my mind.
My cockhead is touching Mom's lips. I push it in just a little.
"Haa... haa... nngh...!"
The head of my cock is sucked into Mom's mouth. My real mother's mouth-pussy. Something I'd only ever imagined is now reality. A mad rush of excitement floods my skull. The urge to cum surges like a tidal wave.
I yank my hips back fast. I point my cock straight up at the ceiling and spread my legs wide.
"Mom... Mom... Hayeong... ughh...!"
From the base of my balls, through my shaft, past the head—cum blasts out with force. Thick ropes of jizz shoot toward the ceiling, arcing and scattering as they fall.
Post-nut clarity hits hard. I grab a few tissues and roughly wipe only the cum stains I can see. I pick up the clothes I'd flung everywhere and crawl out of the room. I shut the door and head into my own room.
I glance down between my legs. It hasn't gone down at all. If anything, it's harder than before. I grab my cock and stroke it like a madman, imagining Mom's pussy. The rough sound of friction echoes in a steady rhythm.
The night deepens.
My eyes snap open. I check the clock and bolt upright.
"Fuck..."
I'm still naked. After coming into my room, I'd jerked off several times in a row and then just collapsed. Passed out cold. Cold sweat is pouring down me.
Underwear is sitting on my desk. Someone left it there. I stand up.
Ah, fuck, how embarrassing...
Was it Hayeong?
My cock hardens with a sudden jolt. Mom might have seen her son completely naked. Last night's scene flashes through my mind. I'd jerked off naked in Mom's room. Shot cum up at the ceiling. I'd cleaned up roughly, but I hadn't gotten every last drop. She might have seen the cum stains I missed.
I put on the underwear. I swallow hard. Carefully, I open the door and slip outside.
Clattering sounds of dishes come from the kitchen. I step in.
A ridiculously hot rear view messes with my eyes. She's wearing an apron. Her ass sways side to side as she moves. It's Hayeong.
"Hmm? You're up?"
"Uh... you okay? Looked like you drank a lot..."
"Yeah, I slept well... You?"
"Me? Well... I was so tired I just crashed..."
"...Take better care of yourself. Your sister and little sister are here too, you know."
"Yeah."
"I'll fix you some food, so just sit tight."
So it really was Mom who came into my room. Hah... fuck, this is so hot. Just thinking that that ass is going to be mine soon has my cock standing straight up. I look Hayeong's body up and down without any shame. Sensing her son's heated stare, Mom keeps glancing back over her shoulder.
She sets out side dishes and soup. I start shoveling it down.
"You're not eating, Mom?"
"I already ate earlier with Dain."
"What about Sis?"
"She said she had plans and left early."
"Okay."
"But... Seongjun?"
"Yeah?"
"...Never mind. It's nothing."
"What is it?"
She trails off. Ah, fuck—did she notice the cum stains? That's the only thing it could be. Hah... go on, say something, you fucking bitch. I've already decided I'm going to fuck you, so the second any bullshit comes out of that mouth, I'll pin you down right here. My cock's already rock hard.
Contrary to my expectations, Mom just presses her lips shut and focuses on the dishes. I stare even more blatantly.
I remember what Minjeong said. My cock is amazing, so she should try it once. Didn't she want to do it too? The way she'd put it had been incredibly crude.
"Mom?"
"Y-yeah...?"
"Your body is really pretty."
"......"
"When you go out, a lot of guys hit on you, right?"
"Oh, stop it... saying that to a middle-aged woman..."
"I'm saying it because you don't look like one... That's how pretty you are, Mom."
Mom ducks her head hard. Her cheeks flush bright red. Hah... fuck, that's so cute. So she had a side like this too.
"...Seongjun, are you just going to keep hanging around the house?"
"Huh?"
"I'd feel better if you did something... I worry, you know..."
"I've actually been looking into part-time jobs lately."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Dain's working so hard like that—shouldn't I be contributing something too?"
"I'm glad. That you're thinking that way."
"Yeah, just wait a little... Good news soon."
I'll sell the video of me fucking Mom's pussy and chip in, you fucking bitch. Your son is going to personally stuff a wad of bills into that cobwebbed cunt of yours, so look forward to it. Ah... fuck, my cock is throbbing so hard. Making money and fucking Mom's pussy—how perfect is that?
I finish eating and stand up. Something is bulging obscenely through my pants, but I don't care at all. I square my shoulders. Mom is still showing off that ridiculously hot rear view as she does the dishes.
"I'm done eating, Mom."
"Ah... okay."
Mom turns her head without thinking—and flinches in shock. She's just seen the bulge rising between her son's pants. I give her a sly grin and head out.
I'm so fucking horny. I need to drain this.
I go into my room and pull up an adult site. I consider contacting Sangmin's mom, but I don't have her number. Fuck, I should've gotten it yesterday.
I check the schedule for the massage parlor I'd gone to last time. Two of them are working today. Eunbi. Roa. One of them is a fucking bitch I've already fucked. I'd hit a Home Run on the first visit. We'd screwed while each of us fantasized about fucking a little sister and an older brother's cock. She might be fine again...
Hah... but I want to see Roa too...
I text the massage parlor.
I finally locked in a booking with Roa. A fresh little twenty-year-old NF. There's a part of me that wonders, just maybe. Her profile looks the spitting image of my little sister, Dain. Plenty of reviews, too. The service quality is listed as garbage. That doesn't matter to me at all. As long as the face is good. The odds of her actually being my little sister are basically zero. By now she should be out grinding away at her own job.
I get up and head for the massage parlor.
"I've arrived."
"Yes, sir... Come on up."
I step into the building. I'm tense. My cock is standing straight up. The outline of the head is clearly visible through the bulge in my pants.
The door opens. The manager greets me warmly. He notices the tent in my pants, but being a guy himself, his expression says he understands. I pay. I take off my shoes and follow him.
Then, out of a room labeled with a Staff Only sticker, someone comes crawling out.
"Oppa?"
"Huh?"
A familiar cunt-face fills my vision. It's Eunbi. Of all the shitty timing, we run right into each other. She's holding a basket.
"Fuck... You said you were coming to see me."
"Ah... well..."
Eunbi makes a sulky face, goes back inside, and slams the door. She's pissed. Fucking bitch. It's not like you're my personal cock-house—what does it matter who I see? I'll taste Roa first today, and if the service is shit, I'll come see you, so shut your mouth and wait.
"I'm sorry, sir."
"No, it's fine."
"Yes... Please shower and wait."
"Sure. Eunbi seems upset... Could you talk to her for me?"
"Yes. She's never acted like that before—she must really like you."
"Yeah, I guess so."
The manager shuts the door and leaves. I feel uneasy. Ah, fuck—I paid good money to come to a room and the mood is already dead from the jump.
I strip everything off and fling it wherever, then crawl into the bathroom. I lather up plenty of body wash and scrub away the sticky residue. I wash myself clean. Somehow my cock feels even bigger. Even I'm surprised. I make no effort to hide the rigid thing.
I crawl back out and perch on the edge of the bed. I should put on a gown, but I don't bother. I want to see the therapist's face. I stick a cigarette in my mouth, light it, and take a deep drag.
As if on cue, the sound of heels starts up. Getting closer. Then it stops. I sense someone outside. Two knocks.
"Yeah, come in."
The door opens. A therapist in a pink one-piece dress backs into the room ass-first. Her legs are fucking killer. I swallow hard without meaning to. Her legs are slim. The lines are sharp. The door closes.
"Hello..."
"Huh?"
"Hhk!!"
A death-scream rings through the room. The therapist claps a hand over her mouth on pure reflex. I jump too. A familiar face is burned into my eyes. Her pupils are blown wide open.
Lee Dain. Twenty years old. My real little sister.
The thing I'd only half-wondered about has become reality.
"O... Oppa...?"
"Dain?"
Dain's hands are trembling hard. She drops the basket she was holding. Even her legs are shaking. She called me Oppa. We both know. In a place where a meeting should never, ever have happened, real siblings have just run into each other. This is a seedy massage parlor.
"N-no..."
Dain's gaze drops between my legs. She sees my cock standing straight up. She takes a step back and grabs the doorknob, ready to bolt. I surge to my feet and close the distance in a few strides.
"Don't come near me... Oppa...!"
"You've been working here? Let's talk for a second."
"Oppa... no..."
"No what? I said let's talk... Did you know what kind of place this was when you came to work here?"
I'm completely naked. At nearly touching distance, her real older brother's cock is twitching. It's about to brush her stomach. I grab Dain's trembling hand and pull it off the doorknob, then lead her toward the bed. I sit on the edge. Dain doesn't sit.
"I said sit down. Who's going to eat you?"
"Oppa... put a gown on first at least..."
"Huh? Ah... right. Force of habit, sorry..."
Ah, fuck—couldn't she just talk while looking at her oppa's cock? Anyway, what the hell is this? The little sister I'd only half-suspected actually popping out of a massage parlor... Hah... fuck. If I play this right, I might be able to work something here. It's all on me. This fucking bitch is completely out of it right now. I can't let a chance this good slip by.
I stand up, put on a gown, and sit back on the bed. I hold out a cigarette to Dain. The shaking in her hands is starting to settle. I light it for her.
"Oppa..."
"Yeah, I'm fucking freaked out too... Never thought I'd run into you in a place like this..."
"Ah... this is so annoying... Why did it have to be Oppa..."
Dain ducks her head hard. Fat tears drop from those huge eyes. I almost pat her back, then stop. Right now, calming this bitch down comes first. I check the clock. Fifty minutes left. I put on a smile so she won't even notice what I'm thinking.