Tilt Your Head Up a Little More... It'll Be Easier to Breathe
I stare at my mother's flushed face.
She's so damn cute I want to lick her senseless.
She's staring right back at me.
Her pants strings have stretched all the way forward thanks to the bulge in her crotch, but she doesn't give a shit about it. She's already shown me her raw dick. The vein-covered shaft is fully exposed.
I fix my gaze on the leggings mark pressed into her pussy fat. She twitches, just slightly. I catch it in that split second.
"Yeah, Mom... you need something?"
"Mm... are you busy?"
"Nah... I just finished."
The room is thick with the smell of cum. She'd have figured it out the moment the door opened. She's the same woman who licked it all up. I deliberately step back to let her come in.
Her eyes, which had been casually scanning the room, shake violently. I can't help but smirk.
I've already confirmed her heart. Han Jiyun. The woman who decided to become her son's fucktoy.
"You can come in, Mom... I don't need to clean up."
I grab her hand and pull her inside. She swallows hard, looking flustered by her son's unexpected move. She takes slow steps forward.
For a moment, my dick, about to burst through my pants, presses against her hip right through the fabric.
"Ah... the room feels... a little hot, doesn't it...?"
"Yeah... I worked out... home training's all the rage lately, right..."
"Hehe... after you just showered..."
"I was thinking about doing it again... doing it twice a day seems fine, actually..."
She looks around. Even I can see it's a mess. Some of the cum hasn't even dried up yet. Her eyes go straight to it, bloodshot and widening. Her pink lips part slightly, like she's about to drop to all fours and lick it up like a dog. I've already seen that look.
I consider stepping aside, then decide against it. She said she wanted to touch me, after all. I want to touch her body too.
The feel of that white shorts' ass and pussy section is still perfectly imprinted on my palm from just a moment ago. It was incredibly soft. Squishy. I want to put my tongue in those slick, glistening pink lips. I want to lick her quivering uvula. I want to suck her ears. I want to lick her pussy. I want to knead her thighs. I want to bury my face in her crotch. I want to ram my dick into her pussy and tear through it.
I want to devour my mother. She's the woman who's going to be my fucktoy.
The part about wanting to broadcast the sex scene bugs me a little, but there's still time. If it doesn't work out, I'll just do what she wants. What else can I do? She said she really wants to show other people her son fucking her. Honestly, I don't think it'd be that bad if it came to that.
For some reason, my heart started pounding the moment she brought that up. My dick tingled. Maybe it's because, like she said, I'm a son born from a bitch in heat.
I take a step forward and deliberately press my swollen dick, about to burst, against her hip through the clothes. Just as expected, she twitches. She slowly turns her head toward me.
"Are you... going to do it... now...?"
"If you need something, let's do that first..."
Her eyes are fixed on my face. What's so interesting about it? Am I really that handsome? Well, she did say boyfriend, so... I can't help but chuckle. Her lips curl up in response.
"You've got some earwax..."
"Huh?"
"Can you... clean my ears a bit? I'll do yours too... sometimes you need someone else to do it to get it really clean."
Fuck, that's all? I was... I guess I got my hopes up for nothing. She said she wanted to touch her son...
"Alright, I'm not busy anyway... but why are you dressed like that? Did you work out too, Mom?"
"Yeah, I was bored... I was watching some auntie's video on YouTube and got inspired, so I did some hula hooping."
"Hmm... I don't know how good that auntie's body is, but don't worry about it."
"Why?"
"Not because I'm your son... I have eyes too, right? Your body... you're in the top 0.1%."
"Hehe... really?"
"Yeah, you brag about it every day... changing your clothes every day... you only did that because you were confident, right?"
"That's right, only my son understands Mom's heart, I told you."
She leans in toward my side like she's about to hug me, feeling pleased. Her body presses flush against my son's side. My swollen dick gets slightly squeezed against her body, then releases. I almost let out a moan. I barely held it in.
For a moment, my jaw clenches so hard my teeth grind, and against my will, my mouth falls open. My mother's tits, resting on my shoulder, touch my forearm. The squishy feeling jolts every nerve cell in my body upright in a single second.
Fuck, they're so damn soft. So jiggly. If I could just touch them once...
"Let's go to the living room... the cotton swabs are over there."
"Yeah, are you hot too, Mom? You seem sweaty..."
"Hehe... I went hard..."
You went hard at masturbation, didn't you, Mom. Sweat beads are forming all over the back of her neck. Ha... she's turned on. So am I.
She nuzzles her head against me like she's being cute. We crawl side by side toward the living room. With every step, that squishy feeling tickles my forearm. I don't know where to put my hands. Fuck, just touch her once? I tilt my head back slightly and lower my gaze. My mother's firm ass wavers in front of me. I swallow hard. I reach my trembling hand toward her ass. I stop just short of touching it.
It doesn't feel like I'd really get in trouble, but... right before I showed her my wet naked body, I got a smack on the back. Phew... I guess it'll be fine. The same situation just happened and nothing came of it. Come on, shit, just do it. I can't keep hesitating forever. She's the woman who said she wants to fuck her son. If I get smacked, I'll just take it. She's going to be my fucktoy anyway.
"Mm...?"
"Ah, there's... something stuck here... I think it's your hair, Mom."
"Really? Must've fallen out while I was hula hooping..."
Her eyes go behind her back. She looks down slightly and stares at something. My fingertips lightly touch her ass. Ha... I almost grabbed it earlier. I even gave it a squeeze. I gather a bit more courage and lightly brush down one of her heavily lifted ass cheeks. Her ass twitches slightly. It's reacting to her son's touch.
"Is there a lot of it...?"
"No, Mom... I got it all off."
"Can you... check it for me?"
"Huh...?"
"The hair..."
For a moment, she pushes her ass back slightly. The smell of blood hits my nose. The soft feel of her skin seeps into my palm, which I'd been holding close. She's offering it to me to touch. Fuck, if I hold back here, I'd deserve to be called a pussy. I slowly close my hand. My mother's firm ass begins to be squeezed by my son's palm. It's so damn soft. Firm too... For a forty-two-year-old auntie to have such an incredible ass... I don't even care about that YouTube auntie who turned her on. My mom's body is the best.
"Nothing there... Mom."
"Really...?"
"Yeah, where are the cotton swabs?"
"Just a moment..."
Suddenly, she wiggles her ass slightly. An insane rush of excitement shoots through my head and I can't help but let out a soft moan. She always sees one step ahead. She slips free and breaks away from my embrace. I stare at her retreating back with bloodshot eyes. The outline of her pussy is becoming clearer. Her leggings have ridden up a bit more than before.
She stops in front of the TV and bends forward slightly. Her watermelon-sized ass is fully exposed. She deliberately pushed her ass back. My breathing grows heavier. She rummages around, then slowly straightens her upper body in slow motion. She gave me plenty of time to admire it. She sits cross-legged on the living room floor. A few cotton swabs are in her hand. Then she taps her knees with her hands.
"I'll go first, so rest your head on me."
"Huh?"
Fuck, I thought she meant a pillow. Mom's declared her knees as the pillow. Blood rushes to my dick. The stretched rubber band is about to snap. That's what this was. I finally understand her deeper meaning. She said she wanted to touch me...
"What are you doing? Or... do you want to go first?"
"No, Mom... my ears were itching anyway."
"Really? It's been a while since you cleaned them, right?"
"Yeah."
"Hehe... I'll clean them nice and thoroughly."
She smiles brightly. An aura radiates from around her body. Fuck, I'm going crazy too. To feel this way about a woman who's over twenty years older than me... But contrary to my thoughts, my body starts moving on its own. I stop in front of her. For a moment, a tingling sensation shoots through my head, past my shoulder, down my side, to the tip of my balls. Unintentionally, I've positioned myself so my erect dick is pressed against her face. The warm breath escaping her pink lips tickles my dickhead. The sweatpants are in the way, but they're nowhere near enough to calm down two heat-struck animals.
Her bloodshot eyes go straight to the bulge in the center of my pants.
"Sit down, Seungmin-ah."
"Mm..."
She taps her knees again. I was just thinking about yanking my pants all the way down. She said she could suck my dick. Her eyes are already looking straight down. I have no choice but to sit on the floor. I rest my head on her knees, facing away from her.
"There's a lot... When was the last time you cleaned them?"
"Yeah... about a week ago, I think?"
"Is there a lot of dust at home...?"
"I clean often."
"Then... I guess I'll have to clean your room again later."
"Yeah..."
My back is itching. She's probably scanning my body intently. Go ahead and look all you want, Mom... I'm the body that's going to be your boyfriend. The sound of her swallowing hard hits my ear. At the same time, something damp brushes past my side. No way... did it touch my pussy? I slightly close my legs. My dick is wriggling on its own. Even I can see it's ridiculous. I've already shown her my raw dick, but embarrassment is unavoidable.
"Aren't you uncomfortable?"
"Huh?"
"You need to keep your posture straight... if you don't want to suffer later."
"I'm fine..."
"It's okay to stretch your legs out."
She really wants to see her son's dick that bad? Phew... well, what can I do. I already showed her my ass... Let her look at my son's dick all she wants. I stretch my legs wide. My vein-covered dick is fully exposed to my mother's eyes. The shape of my dickhead is clearly visible in the center of my pants. The wet stain is visible too.
"How's that? More comfortable now?"
"Yeah... it is..."
"Since you spend so much time at home... you always need to take care of your body."
"Yeah... I know, that's why I did home training."
"Lots of earwax... If it itches, tell Mom anytime."
"Yeah..."
She's really committed. I can clearly feel my mother's determination to devour her son. Soon, a cotton swab burrows into my ear. At the same time, warm breath regularly brushes across my face. My breathing grows heavier. Hers too. For a moment, a squishy feeling spreads across my head. My mother is leaning forward. Fuck, I'm going crazy... My dick is tingling. The tits I've seen in her videos and live streams come to mind. She called out her son's name while rubbing her erect nipples wildly with her hands. Her sweat-soaked tits were jiggling insanely.
Those tits touch my head.
"Aren't you uncomfortable...?"
"Huh...? No."
"Tilt your head up a little more... it'll be easier to breathe..."
Before I can even move, my mother grabs my head. She slowly pulls it upward. Contrary to her joke about it being more comfortable, my head gets completely buried in my mother's watermelon-sized tits.