Chapter 58
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 58
Chapter Title: I Humped Mom's Pussy Mound Till I Came
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The video ended.
My point of view returned.
What should I even say?
The video that Kwak Young-cheol gave me as a 'gift'... it was truly revolting.
An hour and a half of them gangbanging Mom.
They took turns without giving her a moment's rest, and even when she cried out in agony, they shoved their dicks in her mouth to shut her up, fucking her from both sides like skewering a roast pig, laughing all the while.
And the most disgusting part came after they'd had their fill of violating her.
They scooped the cum pooled inside Seo Na-yeon's pussy without permission,
and that wasn't enough—they made her suck off all seven guys one by one, filling a cup with it.
Then they mixed that vile fluid with booze and forced her to drink it.
She clearly hated it, weakly resisting, but they ignored her like she wasn't even human from the start, prying her mouth open and making her swallow.
Once she'd choked it all down and was dry-heaving, they mounted her from behind and fucked her while cackling.
When the staff brought in the shooting magic, they roughly laid her out on the table, taking turns scribbling all over her with filthy graffiti.
Then they dragged her in front of a mirror and made her read it aloud herself.
Having endured nearly every humiliation a woman could face, Mom eventually passed out drunk.
But their atrocities didn't end there.
They treated her like a lifeless sex doll, prying her limp legs apart and thrusting into her unresponsive hole all the way.
And they kept feeding her booze,
gangbanging her again,
feeding her more booze,
gangbanging her over and over.
Even after she'd blacked out stone-cold from way past her limit,
they laid her out on the cold floor and raped her.
"Haa... haa... I'm on my third load now... fuck."
"Ah. I seriously can't cum anymore."
"She's not reacting at all now? This okay?"
"Kekeke... Feels more like fucking a sex doll, kinda hotter, right?"
Until their balls were completely drained.
Convinced they might never get to fuck her again, they desperately hardened up somehow and went at it till the bitter end.
The bastards climbed onto the belly of her completely limp, unconscious body and pounded away like she was an onahole, even without any response, wringing every last drop from their balls.
And with that—Mom's time as a used car lot employee came to an end.
The farewell party ended,
and the video ended.
It was revolting.
Utterly revolting... but...
"...Even through all that, Mom was feeling it."
Despite the disgusting, humiliating treatment,
whenever they fingered her pussy, she went wild with heat, moaning in that delicate, slutty voice.
This might sound weird to say about my own mom, but it was like she wasn't human—like an animal.
She was getting gangraped mercilessly by her coworkers,
so why did she climax like crazy for over an hour, her body heating up, writhing like a maggot over and over?
After an hour of that abuse, she started begging them to stop because it hurt,
but even in the pain, she'd heat up again and cum on her own.
"Does getting your ass spanked feel that good, Mom?"
Even now, her ass was covered in deep bruises, black and blue,
but in the video, even in that state, every slap made her oink like a sow in heat.
Even after they forced her to eat the cum scraped from her own pussy,
she'd dry-heave, but the moment they mounted her from behind and thrust in, she'd scream in slutty ecstasy, her waist and hips trembling.
"Aang... ah... I'm going crazy! Ah! Fuck me harder!"
Once she'd swallowed the cum from her own pussy, it was like some wall inside her crumbled—
after that, her pussy juices and cock slime pooled all over the leather sofa.
When they made her lick it up, she slurped it down eagerly, like she loved it.
I knew Mom was lewd, but seeing it with my own eyes hit harder than I expected.
Watching that full video of her utter depravity, my dick stayed rock-hard to the point of pain, forcing me to grip it.
I couldn't hold back at the sight of her cheap, slutty display.
It was coercive and degrading, but Mom clearly enjoyed it.
And if she was this slutty—loving it no matter who fingered or fucked her pussy...
"...Me too."
Just because I'm her son—her own flesh and blood—why was I forbidden?
She was this loose, cheap, and nymphomaniac.
Feeling that impulse, I took Mom's breast into my mouth like a baby again.
It had been about 17 years since I'd last tasted Mom's tits.
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After impulsively sucking on Mom's breasts,
I know it's a cowardly excuse, but—
I lost all reason.
"Haa... haa... Mom... Mom? You won't wake up? You're not gonna wake up, right?"
I mustered every last bit of self-control to try waking her.
But spiked with booze and drugs or whatever they'd done, she lay there like a corpse, completely limp and unresponsive.
So I looked down at her body,
stared at all the graffiti those bastards had scrawled,
and jerked off while gripping my dick.
"Haa haa haa."
One hand clutching my dick,
breathing raggedly, I grabbed and kneaded Mom's tits.
Even in her thirties, they were firm and bouncy, yet endlessly soft.
Fingers sinking deep into them, it felt totally different from Mi-hyun's breasts.
I stuffed one into my mouth again, sucking wildly with insane pleasure, then buried my face in the nape of her neck where she lay motionless like a corpse, inhaling deeply.
Hmm... haa...
Every deep breath filled my lungs with her warm, motherly scent mixed with the lewd musk of a bitch in heat.
A grave sin as her own son.
Jerking off while groping her body—a massive taboo—but in that moment, my reason was numb, drowned in forbidden thrill stronger than any guilt.
"Haa... haa!"
I couldn't control the panting.
My heart was pounding like mad.
It wasn't just the simple pleasure of jerking off to a naked woman.
On top of the physical bliss, there was the profound taboo of doing what no son should—as that sin deepened, so did the rush of depravity flooding my brain with dopamine.
"Th-this much is fine, right? The others did way worse."
The weight of it was so intense I muttered excuses to myself, rationalizing it away...
Then I spread Mom's legs into an M,
and closely inspected her pussy.
My first thought was,
'It looks like an abalone.'
Really—the thick, high mounds flanking her straight pink slit nearly hid it completely.
With trembling hands, I parted those pussy mounds, revealing slick pink petals, a tiny urethral opening above, and a bean-sized, plump clit.
The room lights were bright LEDs, and with my arousal already peaked, the view was crystal clear.
"Heuk... heuk."
My heart raced too fast,
my dick ached from being hard so long.
No choice. To survive.
Clinging to that pathetic excuse in my head, I laid my dick between those shell-like lips. Wedged between the high mounds, it looked just like a hot dog in its bun.
In that position, I fully mounted her body and thrust my hips like I was humping the floor.
The only difference from floor-humping? The cushion below was softer flesh. Mom's thick pussy mound.
"It's not real sex, this much is fine..."
More cowardly excuses kept spilling out,
but memories of Mom's slutty display in the video made them feel less like excuses.
Because really—
Dad,
Kwak Young-cheol,
Kim Chul-ho,
Gu-whatever,
Yoon Young-su,
Lee Jin-ho,
and other thugs.
Eight guys I knew—
had shoved their dicks straight into this slick pink pussy, this plush mound, bucking their hips wildly and creampieing her irresponsibly.
Add in the guys from Mom's youth and her unwed mother days that I didn't know? God knows how many.
"Heuk... heuk..."
Lost in those thoughts, I ground my dick even harder between her pussy lips—like bowing a violin string. Fast and furious.
"...Ung."
"......"
Then a moan escaped Mom's lips.
Her clit rubbed between the mounds—even blackout drunk, her slutty body reacted on its own.
"Huu... huu..."
My heart skipped, terrified she'd wake, but I had to keep thrusting.
Deep down, part of me hoped she would...
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I jerked off with Mom's pussy mound.
No penetration, sure, but the position was just like fucking,
and psychologically, it felt like raping my booze-drunk Mom.
Did I hate it? After all this?
What a stupid question.
It felt insanely good. Her thick pussy lips cushioned my weight like a plush pillow, driving me wild.
And that position... taking Dad's spot from my childhood memories, mounting Mom in his place—it gave me this weird sense of conquest.
"Mom... Mom..."
I kept calling her name, sucking on her unconscious lips.
First lip-to-lip kiss with Mom since I was a kid.
No consent, of course.
I sucked her lips, her slender neck, then slid down to lick, suck, and bite her huge tits.
Whatever I did, her body was already covered in the mess from those used car salesmen—bite marks, handprints, garish graffiti. No risk of getting caught.
Not sure if that was good or bad.
In that peak of arousal, reason obliterated,
my hips shuddered as I ground my dick between her spread legs, into that pussy mound gap, savoring the building orgasm.
Looking back, the first naked woman I ever saw was Mom,
and the first sex I spied on was Mom and Dad.
No...
Just the times I saw them fuck as I grew up numbered in the hundreds.
No way secret desires wouldn't grow.
What parents— even the most trashy—fuck so openly around their kids?
'It had to end like this... not my fault. Mom's fault.'
Brrrr!
The surging stimulation raced down my spine to my tailbone, tingling wildly.
I unleashed a massive load proportional to the pleasure, right between Mom's pussy mounds.
Some probably slipped into that pink slit, into her slutty cumdump pussy.
That razor-edge thrill felt so damn good.