Mom's Secret Account Chapter 63
I turn my head slightly.
In front of me is a face so beautiful it could be a sculpture—even a woman would admit it. She's smiling brightly, like she's in a great mood.
I've seen that expression before.
When she was about to get married. We'd had a drink back then, saying we wouldn't see each other often anymore. She'd been smiling just like that. Now she's slipped back into that same look.
How can she be this pretty, this beautiful? If I were a man, I'd have made a move without a second thought. That's how attractive this woman is.
Han Jiyun.
What is it? Why is she smiling so brightly? Did she meet a man? No, she doesn't go out much.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? You look serious..."
"Huh? Just... your face is so bright... something good happen?"
She snorts. "What, just happy to see you after so long... nothing else."
Liar.
There's definitely something. She's hiding it from me. I've known her for thirty years—does she think I can't tell? What's she hiding so carefully? Really... did she meet a man?
"Dayeong, I should head in now."
"Huh? Yeah... go on in... But your face has really improved, you know? In just one month... you smile more... you seem brighter."
"Hehe... yeah? Does it show?"
"You're suspicious."
"Of what?"
"You're just grinning and not telling me anything."
"I'd have to have something to tell... I told you, nothing's going on."
"Hey, did you get a boyfriend or something?"
"Him? How old do you think I am..."
"What? For someone like you, there's still plenty of time—hell, a guy was trying to get your number earlier..."
"He asked you too, didn't he? Anyway, aren't you bored at home alone? Why don't you get a boyfriend?"
"What? This bitch... forget it, let's have a cigarette."
"Here?"
"What's the big deal? The whole neighborhood knows we smoke."
"True... okay, one cigarette, then go. Give me one."
I can't just let her go without a nagging feeling. There's definitely something... When she was dating her dead husband, she was the first to tell me. Why is she hiding it now?
It's so frustrating it pisses me off. Fuck.
"Why are you staring at me like that?"
"Hey, you're hiding something, aren't you? Why won't you tell me?"
"Huh? What are you talking about... me? Hide something from you? There you go again..."
"Answer me straight. I've known you thirty years... I've rarely seen you smile this wide."
"And you, really... What would I have to hide from you? Do I need permission to smile?"
"So that's how it is? Fine. I'll find out... I will!"
"Find out, my ass... hehe..."
Jiyun's lips curl up slowly. She casually brushes off Dayeong's accusations, completely at ease. They've been friends since childhood—same neighborhood, same school. Close enough to call each other sisters. She knows exactly how to handle her.
In the end, Dayeong gets nothing out of her and turns away, fuming. Jiyun stares at Dayeong's slumped back, deep in thought.
The front door opens.
I spring to my feet and dash over, panting. I snatch the bag out of Mom's hands.
"Oh my... you startled me."
"Hehe... you said you'd be right back... but the sun's already set, Mom."
"Huh? So it has..."
Fucking bitch. Just as she said, the sunset is blazing through the sliding glass doors of the balcony. That means it's time for the mother-son incest live broadcast.
I've been rock-hard since earlier. My body is completely recovered. All I have to do now is fuck her in front of the camera.
A jolt of electricity shoots through my cock. A bead of pre-cum leaks out.
Ah, fuck it. Let's strip.
It's just me and Mom. I tear off my clothes and toss them anywhere. Then I put the bag I snatched on the kitchen counter.
As if on cue, my cock jabs into Mom's side as she shuffles in.
"Hehe... you're horny again?"
"Yeah, Mom... how many times do I have to tell you? I go crazy wanting to fuck you every time I see you."
"Keep saying it, Seungmin... to me... like a parrot, keep saying the same thing... it turns me on."
"Pretty weird taste... fine, I'll say it for the rest of my life: I'm fucking crazy to fuck your pussy, Mom."
"Hehe... did you lay out the mattress and towels?"
"Yeah, I did it while you were out... I almost fell asleep waiting."
"This kid..."
She kisses my cheek. Not to be outdone, I shove my tongue between her pink lips. She meets me right away. Tongues tangle.
Mother and son.
I reach both hands behind her. I lift the hem of her long skirt slightly. I grab her ass in one swift motion.
It's soft and plump. I knead it gently while burying her in a sticky deep kiss.
"Seungmin... I need to change clothes."
"Change into what? Just take them off... we're going to fuck anyway..."
"Hehe... did you already forget what was on the Post-it? I said I'd do a cosplay."
"Ah... I'm dying to know. Hurry up and change."
"Hehe... excited?"
She smiles brightly and disappears into the master bedroom.
Hoo... finally, it's starting. Continuing from last night. Mother-son real-time sex broadcast.
I shake my cock and head back to the living room. I sit on the sofa. The mattress and towels I laid out give a hint of what's about to happen.
Besides the cosplay, the Post-it listed: the son gives his mom a rimming; while fucking doggy-style, lift one leg; show the son's cock going in and out of Mom's pussy.
Blood rushes to my cock. I wait endlessly.
The living room is dead silent.
Fuck, she's taking forever.
Just as I'm about to yawn, the bedroom door opens. I whip my head around.
Huh? Fuck, that's...
Mom is wearing clothes. Familiar ones. A sky-blue tennis skirt and a short-sleeved top with a deep cleavage. Where have I seen that outfit? Then, in a flash, a bitch I don't even want to think about pops into my head.
It's the outfit my second sister wore a few days ago when she finally staggered out after a weekend of rest. A little different, but damn close. Even the hairstyle is intentional. Mom has long, straight hair, so it doesn't match the bitch's bob cut, but she's styled it to look that way.
I stare at Mom, wide-eyed.
"Hehe... how do I look, son?"
"Hoo... so it was a cosplay of Sis?"
"Yeah... isn't it fun? I didn't have the exact same outfit, so I wasn't sure, but your reaction says it's good."
"No... Mom, do you even know what you're doing? Dressed like that..."
"Yeah... I'm going to fuck my son. On the broadcast."
Mom leans her head on my shoulder. She's already pressed against my side. She rubs her head against me, trying to act cute.
Fuck, I can't even hit her... She always surpasses my expectations of what she's thinking.
"While pretending to be Sis?"
"Yeah... Seungmin... please fuck your sister's pussy... mmh...?"
"Ah, fuck... that's disgusting... Mom, don't use that voice."
"Whyyy... Seungmin, don't you like your sister?"
I already knew she was crazy, but this is a new level. Fuck, "fuck your sister's pussy"? Is she actually going to tell me to really fuck her? Given her current state, she totally would.
"No, it's not that... but you're crossing a line, Mom."
"So it's okay to fuck your mother's pussy?"
"Why do you have to put it like that... it's different from you."
"What's different? It's okay to fuck your mother's pussy, but not your sister's?"
"Haah... I didn't say that. Let's drop it."
"Hehe... so you'll fuck your sister's pussy?"
"Since it's not real, just a cosplay... I'll just do it, whatever."
"Thank you, my son..."
She rubs her face against me again. Then she hands me a mask that covers only my cheeks and eyes. The top reads "SON". Mom's mask says "MOM".
Now the broadcast preparations are complete.
"Should I turn it on now?"
"Yeah, what about the lighting? Do it in a bright place?"
"Right... I almost forgot. Hehe..."
She turns off the living room lights completely. Then she turns on a pink light. It illuminates the mattress.
"I saw the Post-it... what should I do first? The rimming?"
"Yeah, Mom will get into cat pose... so our son can suck... Mom's asshole..."
"Can I fuck it?"
"The asshole?"
"Yeah, it's pink too... looked really delicious."
"Hehe... I'll let you have it later... actually, Mom has never let anyone fuck her asshole."
"What...?"
"Surprised? Hard to believe, but it's true. I'm giving my first time to my son... I need to prepare."
My cock throbs with power. Hoo... fuck, she's giving her first time to her son... She's been thinking about me that much. I thought she was a total slut. What a relief. That I'm the first.
I'll wait a bit.
"Are you going to receive it while wearing Sis's clothes?"
"Yeah, even doggy-style."
"Mom, you really... what if I actually want to fuck her for real?"
"What then? What do you think, my son?"
I have nothing to say. I push Mom's shoulder toward the mattress. Fuck, I can't even joke anymore. But... it's hot. The way she's talking, it's like she's pushing me to fuck my second sister. Like she'd be disappointed if I didn't.
Well, for now, let's focus on fucking Mom's pussy. The live broadcast is right around the corner.
"The stand?"
"Right... I forgot."
"You're really forgetful today, Mom."
"Hehe... I was thinking about my son's cock... wait a sec."
Soon she brings out a tripod. She sets it up next to the mattress. She fiddles with her phone and places it on the stand. The angle looks down from above.
I'm going to rim Mom, who looks like my second sister, in front of the viewers. Then fuck her doggy-style. That's today's broadcast.
I lift the hem of the tennis skirt slightly. Huh? That's...
"Mom, those panties..."
"Yeah, they're Areum's... hehe."
"Crazy... I thought they looked different from the ones you usually wear. They have a teddy bear pattern."
"Yeah, aren't they cute? Areum likes panties like this, more than you'd think... she even sleeps hugging a stuffed animal."
"Hoo... keep doing that and I'll really think it's Sis in front of me."
"Think of it that way... think of Mom as Areum."
"Okay, it's a cosplay anyway... how many bastards have joined?"
At the same time, Mom and I glance at the phone screen. The broadcast hasn't been on long, but over 500 people have already joined. We put our arms around each other's shoulders and wave lightly.
One asshole is blowing a lot of hot air. Donation alerts start popping up like crazy. A good start.
I shove my tongue into Mom's pink lips. A reward for the donations. She meets me right away. In front of the viewers, I give her a sticky deep kiss. At the same time, I reach both hands behind her. I lift the hem of the tennis skirt and grab one cheek of her teddy bear panties at a time. I caress them gently.
When I pull my head back slightly, a strand of saliva stretches from Mom's pink lips to mine. Her eyes are getting bloodshot.
"Lie down, Mom... they're showering us with donations, so we have to pay them back."
"Yeah, my son... there's some massage gel over there, right? Use it if you want... work hard."
Mom waves her hand lightly at the phone again, then lies face down on the mattress. Just as she said, a small tube of massage gel is by the TV stand. I squeeze some into my palm. I take a slow look at Mom's back from top to bottom. I swallow hard. She's slowly spreading her legs apart. I quickly crawl in and kneel. My gel-covered hand stretches toward Mom's legs...