Yeah, Right... Your Face is Red Now... Sexy?
My throat’s already on fire. My body’s shaking like crazy.
I slowly open my eyes.
“Ugh... what time is it? Mom...”
“Yeah, nine o’clock... dinner’s almost ready, so come out already... the kids are waiting.”
“Can I sleep just a little longer?”
“Hah... you’re old enough to stand up now... come out right now!”
Mom snaps her fingers.
Then she slaps her hand down hard.
The sharp smack echoes through the room, and my body jerks up on its own.
“Ow... fine, I’m coming right away.”
“You should’ve listened the first time... huh? You only wake up when I hit you?”
“Fine... stop nagging... I’ll smoke a cigarette and then go.”
“Huuu... hurry up and come out.”
I stare at Mom’s back as she walks away.
She’s wearing an oversized T-shirt over those loose churros pants.
My eyes automatically lock onto her ass.
She was always built like that, and lately she’s been working out, so her hips are perfect.
I swallow hard.
Then I throw open the glass door to the balcony and step out.
I light a cigarette quietly.
Take a deep drag and blow the smoke out.
I grab my phone out of habit and open my SNS.
No new notifications.
I let out a long sigh.
“Fuck, when the hell are you going to accept me?”
I curse under my breath.
This is the account I’ve been checking obsessively lately.
And it has a secret account behind it too.
I’d been praising every photo that popped up, adding filthy emojis and typing “thank you” in the comments.
At this point it should’ve been approved...
Well, just the photos and posts on my main account are enough, but...
If there was no secret account, I wouldn’t feel like I needed to break in.
Especially since the owner of this account is someone I’m really close to.
It’s my own mom.
At first I just thought it was some slutty micro account.
In every photo she was wearing a mask, so I couldn’t tell.
Then a few days ago, a photo from the living room was uploaded.
She was posing with her ass up in leggings, showing it off blatantly.
Only then did I really look at her eyes behind the mask and notice the tiny mole next to her forehead.
The same mole Mom has.
Her eyes were even more obvious.
I double-checked the background in the photo against our actual living room.
I finally came to the conclusion that it was Mom.
From that moment on, my life changed.
Not only was the owner of the deviant account my own mom, but she had a secret account too.
I couldn’t live without breaking in.
I stomp out the cigarette and leave it lying anywhere.
I crawl into the kitchen through the living room.
“Dinner, Mom.”
“Yeah, but did you wash up?”
“I’ll eat after.”
“Huuu... who do you take after to be so lazy... sit there.”
I sit on the empty chair.
The faces of the two familiar pussies sitting across from me appear in my vision.
The eldest sister and the second eldest.
Both are out of the house right now.
The eldest is studying at a prestigious university in the big city and lives independently.
She only comes home once a month for two days and then disappears again.
The second eldest dropped out early, got her diploma at twenty, and started working right away.
She says she works at a small company’s information desk, but she lives in the company dorm like the eldest.
She only comes home once a week because her workplace is an hour away.
She proudly lives independently, ignoring Mom’s “come home for work and home” bullshit.
She’s always been a playgirl since she was a kid, so it’s obvious she’s out looking for guys.
“You don’t do anything?”
“Huh? What?”
The second sister snaps at me.
I answer without looking.
She always nags me when she comes home, worrying about her little brother.
Just worry about your own path instead.
What a fucking useless sister.
“You always just play around at home... why don’t you go to the military?”
“Hah... I got exempted... since it’s a local office, I can commute from home.”
“What a nice life... you just want to live off Mom’s food and keep playing?”
“Stop caring about your brother and live your own life properly... why are you nagging me from morning?”
“What? Just because I can’t stand up to you...”
“You two can’t stop?”
“Eat your dinner first...”
Mom jumps in.
Both siblings shut their mouths at the same time.
The second sister’s eyes spark with anger.
She stares me down without backing down.
She’s daring me to do something about it.
Areum, 21 years old.
160 cm at most, like a little peanut.
I don’t know her cup size.
She’s smaller than the eldest.
From childhood she was a delinquent who terrorized the neighborhood.
She dropped out, tried working at a small company’s information desk, and now she’s probably sleeping with the boss whenever her legs are spread.
I can’t help but smirk.
“Hey, why are you laughing?”
“What?”
“You’re smiling so smugly it pisses me off.”
“Just... I thought your whole life was over too.”
“What? You’re serious...!”
“Even if you stop, Mom will get mad?”
The eldest sister lets out a heavy sigh.
Then she stands up and storms out.
Bitna, 22 years old.
Over 170 cm tall.
Everything about her is better than the second sister’s.
She got her mom’s best traits and her dead dad’s best traits, mixed together.
She’s taller than the second sister and has an even bigger cup size.
Plus a slim figure.
She’s probably a solid C cup.
“Okay, Mom... sorry for joking around since it’s been a while.”
“You’re crazy, you see me once a week...”
“Sis, give me some pocket money.”
“Huh? Pocket money?”
“You’re working lately... you said you don’t have any spending money for your dorm.”
“Stop, Mom gives me plenty... what are you trying to mooch off me?”
She mutters some pointless crap to melt the frozen tension.
Then she shoves food into my mouth like lightning.
I glance at Mom while eating.
She’s still as beautiful as ever, even when she’s worried about my face.
Even if she’s my mom, she’s stunning.
Because of her, even though she’s older than me by a decade, she married a rich guy at twenty.
She inherited a fortune worth tens of billions after a car accident took her husband early.
She raised three kids alone, but never struggled.
She had money for a housekeeper...
Now that the two sisters are out, Mom handles all the housework herself.
The only kid she has to worry about is me.
She gives me 1 million won every month as pocket money.
That’s why I’ve been playing around at home since high school.
“Thank you for the meal.”
“Yeah, even when I’m at home I’m careful about hygiene.”
“Yeah, I’ll shower now.”
“You smell like a widower... huuuu...”
The second sister waves her hand.
She laughs lightly and crawls into the bathroom.
After dinner I light another cigarette and check my SNS again.
Only a sigh comes out.
***
“I’m leaving, Mom.”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah, eat well... if anything happens, contact me right away... okay?”
“Yeah, I’ll come down next month again...”
“I’ll be back next week.”
Both sisters leave the house at the same time.
The living room instantly falls silent.
It sucks, but the second I’m alone my heart feels like it’s been ripped open.
“I wish you could commute from home... even just Areum.”
“Exactly... now it’s just Mom and me.”
“It’s good you didn’t have to go to active duty... basic training is only a month, right?”
“Yeah, since it’s local I can commute... don’t worry, Mom.”
“The only one who cares about me is you... even though you’re such a disappointing son.”
“Hehe...”
Mom smiles brightly.
The tiny mole next to her forehead catches my eye.
At the same moment, the photo I saw on SNS flashes back.
My important part throbs hard on its own.
I quickly walk to the sofa.
Mom goes into the bedroom.
She turns on the TV.
She glances at the screen but keeps checking her phone.
She stares hard at the notifications.
Fuck, nothing’s approved yet.
She scrolls through the photos she’s uploaded so far.
Suddenly a notification pops up.
I check immediately.
Huh? This one... is it the bedroom?
The woman in the mask is standing in front of a mirror.
It’s a close-up of her massively upped ass.
She bends forward slightly, making her back arch.
Comments flood in instantly.
All the horny little dickheads are spamming lewds.
I ignore them and carefully examine the background.
That wardrobe... it has to be in Mom’s bedroom.
The vanity mirror is the exact same one she uses.
Only part of it shows, but the edge of the bed is visible.
The blanket brand is the same as hers.
So it is Mom...
I swallow hard.
I stare at the newly uploaded photo.
Suddenly I hear the door opening and someone walks into the living room.
“Hah... I thought you were suffocating.”
“Huh? Mom... you changed clothes?”
“Yeah, how is it? Pretty?”
Mom puts both hands on her hips.
She shows me her front and back, switching poses like she’s asking me to look.
Holy shit, the outfit is exactly the same as the photo?
A white camisole and a sky-blue short skirt.
“Yeah, it’s passable.”
“W-what? Should I change?”
“No, it’s pretty now... I’m wearing it at home, so I can just throw something on.”
If I lower my head just a little, my panties will show.
But it’s Mom.
I hold back my boiling desire with all my strength.
I cross my legs.
I notice something stirring in my pants, like it’s about to burst out.
“Yeah, that’s right... your face is blushing... it’s sexy.”
“Be reasonable, after all, you’re a man...”
“Hehe... well, how is it? Since you’re my son, you get to see this... who else would you ask?”
“Mom too...”
Han Jiyun, 42 years old.
She’s shorter than the eldest sister, but her proportions are insane.
Her breast size is bigger than the sisters’.
I don’t know because I’ve never seen her naked, but...
Even on the SNS that Mom runs, there are no photos with her bare breasts.
Her thighs and ass are unparalleled.
The photos on the deviant account focus only on those parts.
Mom has always been shameless about exposure.
In her younger days I couldn’t tell, but after her hairline got a bit more covered, it started to dawn on me.
It wasn’t that I thought of Mom as a woman.
But the moment I suspected the deviant account owner was Mom, my heart started to waver.
My eyes unconsciously lock onto Mom’s breasts, thighs, and ass.
There was once when Mom noticed my gaze...
Instead, she’d even pose to show off the inside of her thighs like she was daring me to look.
While I’m thinking, our eyes meet.
My eyes unconsciously bore into Mom’s ass.
The corner of Mom’s mouth lifts slightly.
Then she turns around, bends forward a little.
Her plump ass and smooth thighs shine in my vision.
The smell of blood rushes into my nose.
My important part throbs violently.
I want to grab that bouncy ass right now.
After a few seconds Mom stands up straight.
“Today your reaction is really good...”
“Huh? What...”
“No, hehe...”
Mom walks into the kitchen with that smug smile on her face.
She sways her ass on purpose.
The sound of dishes being washed soon fills my ears.
Before I know it, my hand is inside my pants, rubbing something.