The Plan
Hyun-woo heads for the convenience store in front of their building.
He checks the message his aunt sent.
Mom's going to call you out, so kill some time outside and come back later — that was the gist of it.
Leave the computer on before you go.
What the hell is she planning?
He'd said okay for now.
But he was curious.
What was she cooking up?
The street in front of the store was thick with people coming and going. One figure stood out among them.
Mom.
That overwhelming height. That body. A halo practically glowing around her. Passersby stole glances as they walked by — looks she was long used to.
But her expression was troubled. Not good. She'd looked the same that morning. Something about her had seemed off.
How about now?
He drew closer. The air between them was awkward. She spotted him. He deliberately flashed a bright smile.
"Done shopping?"
"Yeah. After I paid, I realized I couldn't carry it all by myself, so I called you."
Shopping bags sat on either side of her, packed full. He took one in each hand. Pretty heavy. He led the way.
Her eyes still wouldn't meet his.
"Hyun-woo."
"Yeah?"
"Dinner's going to take a while to put together... since we're already out, want to just eat somewhere?"
"Sounds good."
"What do you feel like?"
"Whatever you want, Mom."
"Hehe... nothing's really coming to mind."
"How about that tonkatsu place over there?"
A tonkatsu restaurant across the street. Looked newly opened — floral wreaths still stood out front. He glanced at her. She nodded.
Calling him out of nowhere and then suggesting they eat out. On any other day it wouldn't have been strange, but that uneasy look on her face made the whole thing feel staged. And then there was Aunt's message. Leave the computer on.
He was dying of curiosity.
But for now, he'd just do as he was told. She wasn't the type to do anything that would hurt him.
They stepped inside. The place was packed. Luckily one table was free. He sat down with his mother and ordered.
"How are you feeling?"
"So-so."
"Did you drink a lot with Aunt last night?"
"A little..."
"You look exhausted."
"I'll eat and go home and rest a bit. I'll be fine."
He didn't bring up the massage. Bad timing. Better to just let her rest easy for now. Him too.
She'd been fully dressed, but he'd put his hands on her breasts and her pussy. Right in front of Aunt.
He sipped from a glass of water.
The tonkatsu arrived soon enough. So-young poked at hers without really eating, glancing around, checking her phone constantly. Restless. Fidgety.
What the hell was going on with her? Something to do with Aunt?
"Not hungry?"
"Ah... I'll eat. My head's just all over the place."
"Work stuff?"
"Yeah..."
"You don't look great either. When we get home, rest up properly... we've got that trip coming up soon."
"Right... the overnight trip. We did decide on that."
"I already booked the lodging. The view of the mountains and the lake is incredible... you're going to love it."
"Okay. I left it all to you, so Mom won't worry about a thing."
So-young started eating carefully, watching his face. The whole situation, the whole atmosphere — it was uncomfortable. Things had been good before Aunt came over. Maybe he shouldn't have pulled her into this. Too late to take it back now.
Just wait and see.
So-jin stepped into her sister's house and went straight for Hyun-woo's room.
Computer on, monitor glowing. She sat in the chair and clicked the mouse. Nothing special on the desktop. She'd been in too much of a rush sending that message to ask him anything useful.
She started searching. Checking folders one by one. A folder labeled with random letters. Click.
Packed with videos. A few notepad files too. The thumbnails alone told the story — mother-and-son sex, mostly.
She photographed the monitor screen with her phone first, making sure the titles were clear.
Son fucking Mom's pussy.
Mom sucks sleeping son's hard cock, gets creampied.
Midsummer — just Mom and Son alone.
Every title was blatant. She took a few more shots for good measure.
Next, the notepad files. Her mouth fell open.
The plan Hyun-woo had talked about. Text packed dense. Diary-style entries. I want Mom. Completely mine. From head to toe. Traces of long, careful deliberation everywhere.
A collection of website addresses. She clicked them one by one. Windows opened — sites specializing in incest stories. Accounts of the process of fucking your own mother. Another link, another firsthand account of successfully committing incest with Mom.
She was impressed. What kind of kid put this much effort into getting his hands on a parent?
And on the other hand — she was getting turned on. Before she knew it, her fingers had slipped between her legs. Soft friction sounds.
"Haa... haa..."
She played a video saved on her phone — the one from last night in So-young's bedroom. A son's hands on his mother's breasts and pussy. Incest stories glowing on the monitor. She was so aroused she could barely breathe.
But the goal was evidence collection.
She opened YouTube. Keyword: erectile dysfunction. Not common at Hyun-woo's age. She hit play. As many videos as she could. Filled the watch history solid. Photographed it with her phone.
What Hyun-woo had said. The next step. Strip off pants and underwear in front of Mom. Show her his cock. And then stroke it, right? Jerk off in front of her.
How would So-young react? Just watch? How would she feel?
So-jin was curious. Make her worry. And then, eventually — she'd take her son's cock in her hand. Stroke it for him. A mother relieving her son's lust. After that, it was only a matter of time. Familiarity. Sucking her son's cock. Licking his balls. And then — joining. Son's cock and Mom's pussy.
"Nnngh...! Haa...! Haa...!"
So-jin's body locked up. She brought the hand that had been working between her legs up in front of her face. Thick, sticky fluid stretched in long strands. Pussy juice. She exhaled hard.
She shut off only the monitor and left the house. First she fired off a message to Hyun-woo — just stopped by your room for a bit. I'll handle the rest, so go enjoy some quality time with Mom.
Next, So-young's turn. She sent a message.
Reply came instantly. She must have been desperate.
So-jin climbed into her car. This was the important part.
So-young's reply was frantic. So-jin deliberately dragged it out. Her little sister's reactions were entertaining.
The conversation went silent. She could imagine exactly how So-young felt right now.
She sent a photo — a shot of the watch history full of erectile dysfunction videos.
The reply cut off again. This whole situation was delightful. She must be fretting herself sick right now.
But don't worry. Hyun-woo's cock is way thicker and bigger than my husband's. Rock hard. Big enough to fill your pussy completely.
A lie. She hadn't even told Hyun-woo about that part. Let So-young suffer over her son for a bit.
So-jin burst out laughing. Everything was going according to plan.
She immediately messaged Hyun-woo.
Read, but no reply. So-young must have come back in.
In return, Auntie will be your first. I'll take good care of you, Hyun-woo.
So-young sat back down. Just a moment ago she hadn't been able to look at Hyun-woo. Now it was different.
Her son had cleaned his plate. Eating well, working out hard — and he was carrying a worry like that. It broke her heart. She gazed at him steadily.
"Something on my face? You should eat too, Mom. It's getting cold."
"Yeah... I got held up talking. I'm full, so let's just go."
"You barely ate half."
"Hehe... I have to watch myself. I told you last time, right? There's a photoshoot two days after we get back from the trip."
"Ah, I forgot."
Hyun-woo stood up. So-young followed. He still had a shopping bag in each hand. Mom kept glancing at him.
After she'd stepped out claiming she had a work call to make, the whole atmosphere had shifted. A very good development. Aunt had done well.
"Heavy?"
"Not at all."
"Hehe... I think I'm starting to feel better... I was really off until just a little while ago."
"Yeah, I could tell... glad you're okay."
"You said you booked the lodging?"
"Yeah. Want to see the photos?"
"Send me the room pictures when we get home."
Hyun-woo's face still showed clear signs of fatigue. So-young looked at him with pity. They finally made it home. He set down the shopping bags.
"Whew... that was a workout."
"You worked hard."
"I'm gonna shower. All sweaty and sticky."
"Okay. Shower and rest well... you don't have to give me a massage today."
"Yeah, I won't."
"Do it tomorrow."
"Got it... and tomorrow morning, after breakfast, I need to step out for a bit."
"...Okay."
Mom beamed. His insides burned. She'd been told about the hospital visit. A son this good — and she hated herself for it. There was nothing she could even do for him.
Hyun-woo relaxed too. He hadn't been able to give her a massage for two days running — yesterday and today. She'd seemed troubled, her expression off. Thankfully it seemed to have resolved. Mom smiling brightly. He didn't know the details, but still.
He went into the bathroom. Stripped off his clothes. His phone buzzed. Aunt's message.
Aunt sent a photo. The watch history of erectile dysfunction videos. He had no memory of watching anything like that. His problem was the opposite — reacting at the drop of a hat.
Incredible, Aunt. How had she even come up with this? A plan he never could have pulled off alone.
It was becoming real.
Finally.