Execution (3)
Her body shudders and trembles.
Twitching. Jerking.
It locks up solid as stone.
Climax.
All while she imagines her son's cock shoving deep into her pussy.
"Haa... haa... Unnie..."
"Good girl. How do you feel? Think you can keep your hands off if Hyun-woo waves his cock right in front of you?"
"I don't know..."
"Hehe... If it's not enough, we can do it a few more times... Unnie will watch over you... Okay...?"
Her older sister draws closer.
The floor is a complete mess.
A puddle of the fluids that sprayed from her pussy.
Her little sister's legs spread wide open.
So-jin sits comfortably and reaches out a hand.
To the soaked, dripping pussy and the soft hair around it.
A light touch.
"Nngh...!"
"Still that sensitive, huh... What are we going to do about this... Do you want Hyun-woo's cock that badly...?"
"I... I must be crazy..."
"Of course you are. You're thinking of your son as a man... Take a deep breath... Look into Unnie's eyes while you do it..."
The two sisters lock eyes.
The younger one does exactly as she's told.
She stares into her sister's eyes and steadies her breathing.
Only now does the situation start to settle in.
Her crotch still thrust out toward her sister.
She draws her spread legs together and pushes herself up.
So-young staggers.
She braces a hand against the wall just to stay upright.
Her breathing slowly calms.
Steady again.
"I'm okay now..."
"Good. How about now? Think you can keep from grabbing it even if your son's cock is right in front of your face?"
"Yeah... I think I can..."
"Mindset is everything... And if even that isn't enough... just do it the way Unnie taught you... as many times as it takes..."
"It feels like I'm committing a sin, Unnie... How am I supposed to... do something like that with Hyun-woo..."
"It's just imagination... You're not actually doing it... And if it really doesn't work, meeting some other guy is fine too..."
"I don't want that..."
"Yeah. There's no one in your heart but Hyun-woo... Other men don't even register, do they..."
"That was good... The feeling just now... It was like... Hyun-woo was holding me..."
The older sister pulls her younger sister into her arms.
She rubs her back gently.
Then leans in to whisper against her ear again.
"Should I call Hyun-woo over...?"
"...I can't do it sober, Unnie..."
"Hehe... Then what do you want me to do for you...? Tell me..."
"I need a drink..."
"Sit in the chair and rest..."
She supports her sister and eases her into the seat.
So-jin smiles brightly, as if to say everything will be fine.
Out the door.
Hyun-woo's room, door shut tight.
Her heart pounds at the thought of what's about to happen.
She quickens her steps.
Into the kitchen, she pulls out a bottle of wine and fills a glass to the brim.
A quick stop at the laundry room for a few towels.
Back to the bedroom.
So-young's body is slumped and limp.
So-jin sets the wine glass on the table, sits across from her, and simply watches.
"Drink."
"Yeah... Thanks, Unnie."
Exhaustion is written all over her little sister's face.
Even lifting the glass looks like too much.
Her hands tremble.
She brings it to her lips.
And gulps it down in big swallows.
All at once.
"Haa... haa..."
"We've got plenty of time. You can drink slowly—why the rush..."
"Hyun-woo's waiting..."
"Oh my... So-young, you've finally made up your mind...?"
"Yeah... You said it yourself, Unnie... I'm the only one who can fix this for him... I can do it now..."
"I'll say it one more time... You have to watch all the way until he comes..."
"I know... Just thinking about how hard this is for Hyun-woo... it hurts..."
"Alright... Unnie will go call him... Tell him to come sleep with Mom..."
"I... need to put some clothes on first... I can't like this..."
Completely naked.
Hair a mess.
So-jin hands her a towel.
The floor is soaked with fluid.
She wipes it away with quick strokes.
The towel comes away drenched.
The traces of a mother who masturbated while imagining her son.
Arousal.
Imagination becoming reality.
At last her son will pull his cock out in front of his mother.
Stroke it hard and cum.
"So-young, I have one favor to ask..."
"What is it, Unnie."
"Can I... watch Hyun-woo masturbate...? Just leave the door cracked a little... so I can peek..."
"You're insane..."
"I know. It sounds perverted... But you understand how I feel, don't you... I want to see it... So badly..."
"You're enjoying this too, Unnie..."
"Yeah... A son pulling his cock out and stroking it right in front of his mom... And he'll cum, too..."
"Pervert..."
"Hehe... Please."
"I've already told you everything... Do whatever you want... Just don't get caught..."
"Don't worry. Thank you for letting me."
An outrageous request.
And So-young grants it.
Her judgment is clouded.
Her sister's relentless gaslighting has pulled her deeper and deeper into the swamp of incest.
Now it's Hyun-woo's turn.
This is where it truly begins.
Humans adapt.
Once he gets used to masturbating in front of his mother...
After that, it's only a matter of time.
"All cleaned up?"
"Yeah..."
"Going to sleep in just your underwear?"
"No... The slip too."
"Hehe... Hyun-woo's cock is going to get hard in no time... He gets even more turned on when you wear a slip... Men do."
"I know."
So-young stands.
From the drawer she takes out underwear and a slip.
The gift Hyun-woo bought her.
A sports lingerie set.
Gray.
She changes into them.
Then slips the nightgown over top.
Her already pale skin shows through faintly, soft and inviting.
So-young's sleepwear fashion, designed to stir something indecent.
She pushes her messy hair back.
Hurries to get ready for her son.
Even a touch of pink tint on her lips.
"Oh my... You look just like a woman getting ready to fuck her boyfriend."
"Unnie, seriously... I'm ready now, so go call Hyun-woo."
"How should I do it? He's only going to be in his underwear."
"Doesn't matter... He'll have to take them off anyway."
"Hehe... Have a good time. And don't forget to leave the door cracked."
So-young's expression has steadied considerably.
So-jin gives her a sidelong glance.
Then steps out to call Hyun-woo.
His door is still shut tight.
Why is her heart racing like this.
A chance to secretly watch mother and son get intimate.
She stands in front of the door.
And knocks.
"Hyun-woo, are you asleep?"
A sound of movement.
The door opens a crack.
Hyun-woo's face peeks out.
He's drenched in sweat.
She beams and slips inside.
Closes the door behind her.
Stares straight at her nephew's face from almost touching distance.
"You prepared well... Didn't you?"
"Yes, Auntie... How did it go?"
"Listen carefully to what Auntie says from now on... All you have to do is pull your cock out in front of So-young and jerk off... All the way to cumming."
"Really?"
"Yeah. So-young's finished getting ready... Just go show her... You can do it, right?"
"I was hoping for this... But now that it's actually happening, I'm stunned... It almost doesn't feel real."
"It is real... Go show her... Show your mom how hard and thick her son's cock can get."
Hyun-woo's underwear.
His erection has gone down.
His whole body is slick with sweat.
She gives his cheek a light kiss.
A little gift.
"Should I just go like this? I'm only wearing underwear..."
"Yeah. So-young's only in her lingerie and slip too... Act like you don't know a thing."
"Will Mom... bring it up first?"
"She probably will... Your face is covered in sweat... Answer well."
"Thank you so much, Auntie... I thought this would be the hardest part... I can't believe it worked out this easily."
"Hehe... Don't let your guard down. You haven't forgotten, have you? Stay sharp until you get to fuck your mom's pussy."
"Yes, I will... Ah! What about our promise?"
Suddenly his aunt spreads her legs.
She bends her knees slightly.
Grabs the waistband of her panties with both hands.
And yanks them down.
Panties caught around her ankles.
A thick thatch of pussy hair.
And beneath it, her aunt's pussy, lips parting and twitching.
Slick and shiny with clear fluid.
"So-young agreed to leave the door cracked... I asked her... to let me peek..."
"Fuck... Your pussy is so goddamn pretty, Auntie..."
"Right? Doesn't Auntie's pussy look delicious as hell? Same color as So-young's... Pink."
Hyun-woo's underwear bulges hard.
Swelling like it's about to burst.
The shape of the head becomes clear in seconds.
It juts out sharp and pointed.
Full erection.
"I'll make it happen, Auntie... I want to eat it so bad."
"Good... I'll be watching... Stroke your cock in front of your mom and cum... Do that, and Auntie's pussy is yours."
"Haa... haa..."
"If you fail... you know what happens, right...? Your mom's pussy... Auntie's pussy... both of them gone for good..."
"I can do it... I've been waiting for this moment... How could I fail..."
"Hehe... This is why I like Hyun-woo... Tomorrow So-young has a shoot, right?"
"Yes... She said she's going for a photo shoot..."
"Sleep here tonight... So-young will take you to the shoot location... Then you and I... can fuck."
"Here at home?"
"No... I've got something planned... Just know that much... Now hurry to your mom's room..."
Fluid seeps from her pussy.
It catches her nephew's eye.
Plump, full pussy lips.
He swallows hard.
His aunt slowly pulls her panties back up.
Stands straight.
Takes Hyun-woo's hand and rubs it gently.
"I'll be back, Auntie... Don't forget tomorrow's promise."
"I won't... Our Hyun-woo is going to do great."
His heart pounds.
The moment he's waited and waited for.
Now that it's here, the tension is almost too much.
His legs shake.
His hands tremble too.
He leaves his aunt behind and walks slowly into the living room.
Silence.
His mother's bedroom.
The closed door.
He can barely breathe.
Incest.
From this moment on, with his mother.
Betraying the natural order of blood.
Something that can never be forgiven.
He's already steeled himself for it.
He stands still in front of the door.
"Haa... haa..."
He forces his breathing under control.
Wills his hard cock to settle.
He has to show her clearly that it only reacts to her.
Only to Mom.
Ready.
He knocks.
"Mom, can I come in?"
A sound of movement.
The door opens.
His mother's face, cheeks flushed red.
She smiles brightly at her son.
Then her expression shifts hard.
Twisting.
Worry.
"Come in."
"Okay."
His mother steps aside.
Into the bedroom.
The air is warm.
Something must have happened in here.
A strange, charged feeling.
He sits in the chair and looks at his mother.
She doesn't close the door all the way—leaves a slight gap.
He pretends not to notice.
She comes closer.
From now on she is both mother and woman.
"It's pretty hot, isn't it...? And it's not even summer..."
"Yeah... A little..."
"Want a drink?"
His mother holds out an empty wine glass.
She looks like she's already had some.
He takes it and stands.
"You're not drunk, are you? Your cheeks are all red..."
"Hehe... I'm just in a good mood. Auntie and I had a glass each."
"You should stop..."
"You have one too, Hyun-woo... Okay? With Mom."
"Alright. I'll get it."
A lie.
There's only one wine glass.
But he does as he's told for now.
In the kitchen he takes out another glass.
Pours half into each.
This should be enough.
Back to his mother's bedroom.
She looks terribly warm, fanning her face with her hand.
"Leave the door cracked a little... Let some of this hot air out."
He sets the wine glasses on the table.
Sits across from her.
They look at each other quietly.
His mother lifts her glass.
Holds it out toward her son.
They clink lightly.
One sip.
"Hyun-woo."
"Yeah?"
"Did you take care of it?"
"...No."
"I see... Even after all this time, you couldn't?"
"...I started, then stopped."
"Why?"
"It was too hard..."
His mother holds out her glass again.
They clink once more.
She drains the whole thing in one go.
"Mom, aren't you drinking too much? You have a photo shoot tomorrow..."
"Hehe... Our Hyun-woo, always thinking of Mom first, huh?"
"You always take care of me too... It's nothing special."
"I'm sorry, my son..."
"Huh?"
"I'm such a useless mom... I sent you off to handle it alone... And you couldn't after all, could you?"
"...It's fine."
His mother opens her arms wide.
Toward her son.
Tears welling in her eyes.
An unexpected turn.
He stands awkwardly.
Wordlessly steps into her embrace.
She holds him tight.
Then slowly rises, still holding him.
They stand pressed together in a hug.
His mother's hands wrap around his waist.
She pulls him flush against her and whispers into his ear.
"Hyun-woo... Get it hard for me..."
"What are you talking about, Mom... All of a sudden..."
"Your cock... Get it hard..."
His body jerks.
Like he's been struck in the back of the head, everything goes dark for a second.
His vision narrows.
All he can see is his mother's body.
Without thinking he reaches out with both arms.
Wraps them around her slim waist and clutches her close.
Pressed tight.
Mother and son.
And between them, something reacts.
His cock.