Execution (9)
His nephew’s cock.
It slid steadily deeper into his aunt’s wet lips.
Warm heat. Soft tongue. The thick shaft, veined and rigid, was wrapped tight as her mouth worked over it, sending little shivers of ticklish pleasure racing through him.
“Nnngh…!”
“Haa…”
Obscene wet sounds filled the air. His aunt took half the length down her throat, then pulled back, leaving the cock glistening with spit. Her half-lidded eyes locked on his as she rubbed the swollen head against the soft flesh of her cheek.
“Does it feel good, son? Mommy sucking your cock like this…”
“Haa… haa… It feels so weird…”
“Hehe… You’re not supposed to get hard in front of your mom… Standing at attention like a bad boy…”
“You’re the one who made me like this…”
“That’s right… Mommy’s been thinking about your cock all day… My pussy’s been so itchy…”
She pressed the tip down with her fingers, angling the shaft straight up toward the ceiling, holding it firm. Then she stuck out her tongue and flicked it across his wrinkled balls, bouncing them lightly.
Hyun-woo’s body jerked.
“Aah… I’ve never had anyone do this before… Haa… haa…”
“Doesn’t it feel even better because it’s Mommy?”
“Yeah… I’m going crazy… Mom…”
“Hehe… You have to hold it until I say you can cum, okay?”
Hyun-woo nodded. Every nerve seemed concentrated in his cock. His legs began to tremble. Her tongue dragged slowly from the base upward, tracing every bulging vein, twitching and twitching without pause, higher and higher. It brushed the head, then slid back down. She took the other ball into her lips and sucked it like candy, filthy and wet—slurp—before letting it go again.
Oral sex. In vulgar terms, sakkashi.
And it wasn’t just any woman. It was his mother’s younger sister. His aunt, sucking her nephew’s cock.
“Haa…! Haa…! I’m gonna cum soon, Mom…”
“Already? Mommy hasn’t even tasted her son’s cock properly yet…”
“It’s too much… Nngh…!”
“Fine, then. I’ll do it properly… Hold on as long as you can… If you’re about to cum, tap my shoulder.”
“Mm…”
Her glossy lips parted wide. She gripped the tip, lined it up—and lunged. In one smooth motion she swallowed him whole. A cock easily twenty centimeters long vanished completely into her throat.
“Nngh…!”
“Uurp…”
The sheer size of it. She felt like she might gag. Completely stuffed.
“Uuurgh… Puh…! Uuurp…!”
Clear fluid leaked from the seal where her lips met his shaft. Still locking eyes with him, she fought to take it, throat working around the twitching cock buried deep inside her.
Neither of them could hold back any longer. Hyun-woo’s hand hurriedly tapped her shoulder. At the same moment his aunt seized both of his thighs.
“Nngh…!! I’m cumming, Mom…!”
So-jin sealed her lips tight, clamping down hard on the cock that had forced its way in.
In that instant Hyun-woo’s head snapped back. His spine arched. His hips thrust forward as something electric surged up from deep in his groin, racing straight through the shaft. The flushed head flared open and he came hard.
“Aaah!!”
“Uuurp!!”
Both of them locked up, bodies rigid. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. Cum poured from her nephew’s cock in endless pulses, wave after wave.
Hyun-woo finally came back to himself and looked down. His aunt’s eyes were bloodshot. Strength drained from his legs.
“Haa… haa…”
So-jin still held him in her mouth, refusing to let go. White, watery fluid leaked from the corners of her lips where they stretched around the shaft, trailing down onto the bathroom floor in long strands. Her nephew’s cum—she was deliberately letting some of it spill while she drank the rest.
He’d already cum twice, yet the cock only seemed to swell larger. She pulled off slowly, teasingly—sssuuuk—and it sprang free like a coil, curved like a banana, still twitching and pulsing.
“Hss… You came so much inside Mommy’s mouth…”
“You… drank it?”
“Yeah. It’s super thick… and the smell’s strong.”
“Fuck…”
“Oh my… Hyun-woo, did you just swear at Mommy?”
“You’re not Mom. So-jin.”
“Hehe… So-young really is unbeatable… I just wanted to play a little…”
“I came here to fuck you, So-jin… You’re sexy.”
“Me?”
“Yeah.”
“Then tell me you love me.”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re not Mom.”
“You said you came to fuck me.”
“Because it’s incest…”
“Hehe… The more I get to know you, the more I like you, Hyun-woo… We have so much in common, don’t we?”
“Yeah. What about you?”
“I don’t love you either… But… it turns me on… the act of incest itself…”
“I want to do it already.”
“Same. My pussy’s itching so bad I could die… Let’s just get to it.”
She flicked her tongue out and licked a smear of cum from the corner of her mouth. A sight you barely saw even in porn—swallowing her own nephew’s load like that. His cock hadn’t softened at all; if anything, more blood was rushing into it.
So-jin picked up the showerhead and rinsed her mouth, gargling a few times. Then she dropped to her knees again and took her nephew’s cock straight down her throat, bobbing her head to clean him thoroughly. A cool, clean sensation. She rinsed once more with water and finished the shower.
They roughly toweled off, then his aunt took his hand and led him out. Side by side on the sofa next to the bed, So-jin pulled out a cigarette. They shared it, mouth to mouth.
“That girl whose number you got earlier… Has she texted?”
“Not yet.”
“Hehe… How old did she say she was?”
“I think I heard twenty-nine?”
“Pretty big age gap…”
“You just sucked my cock too… Nine years is nothing.”
“True… You’re the guy trying to fuck his own mom who’s sixteen years older.”
His cock twitched in response. He nodded right in front of her. She noticed, and flicked it with her finger. A soft moan escaped him.
“Give me your phone. Unlock it.”
“Why?”
“I want to see the profile pic of the bitch whose number you got.”
“She’s pretty.”
“I was too far away to see properly… Hurry up.”
He had no choice. He unlocked the phone and handed it over. They looked together. She added the number, saved it as a new contact, then tapped the profile picture and zoomed in.
Wait.
His heart dropped. This woman—
“Wow… She’s gorgeous. No wonder guys were all over her.”
“……”
“What’s wrong?”
“Ah, nothing… She just… looks a little familiar.”
“Someone you know?”
A completely different person. Dyed hair. Short skirt. Pink. But in the profile photo—neat medium-length black hair, blouse, staring straight ahead like an ID picture.
This woman was—
His homeroom teacher from freshman year of high school. The name… he couldn’t quite remember. Lee something. Ah—Yuri-saem. Lee Yu-ri.
Why? Why was his teacher here?
No—was it even the same person?
“What are you thinking about? I asked if you know her.”
“Sorry… I wasn’t sure.”
“Who is it?”
“She looks a lot like my freshman-year homeroom teacher.”
“What?”
So-jin’s eyes went wide. She zoomed in on the face and studied it carefully.
“This woman was your teacher? So she’s a teacher?”
“Give me the phone. Let me check if I got the number right.”
He snatched it back and confirmed. It was the number the pink-haired woman had given him. Which meant—
Fuck.
He’d met his teacher at a sex hotspot. And gotten her number.
Why?
“Is it her?”
“Yeah… It’s my teacher.”
“Wow… What a coincidence, huh? A teacher who educates students coming out to play here?”
“Well, she has a private life… I still can’t believe it… She always wore skirts that went all the way to her ankles…”
“The woman whose number you got wasn’t wearing that.”
“It was short. Short enough to see her panties.”
“Hehe… That bitch must be blowing off the stress of teaching here.”
“……”
“So what are you going to do?”
“About what?”
“You got her number either way… Did she recognize you?”
Come to think of it—when their eyes met she’d looked a little flustered. She’d looked away. Then looked back and given him the number. Had she recognized him?
She’d been his homeroom teacher, but nothing special had ever happened. Quiet student. Unremarkable teacher. Just… ordinary.
“I don’t know.”
“Fuck her.”
“What are you talking about? She’s my teacher.”
He looked at So-jin. She was completely serious. His aunt always thought several steps ahead. He already knew she wasn’t entirely sane, but—
“It’s hot, isn’t it? Not just any woman—your teacher… Hmm? Giving you her number means she’s interested.”
“That’s true, but…”
“Wait until she contacts you first.”
“I was already planning to. She’s my teacher.”
“She turned down every other guy and only gave her number to you… When that bitch texts, you take the lead from the start.”
“Take the lead and do what?”
“Meet her outside, have a drink, work on her… Even better if you end up fucking.”
“You’re insane…”
“Hehe… You want to too. Your cock’s leaking all over the place.”
She snatched the cigarette he’d been smoking and stubbed it out in the ashtray. Then she tightly gripped the tip of her nephew’s shaft. A moan slipped out on its own. His breathing roughened.
He’d been briefly rattled by running into his teacher—but this was a hotel room. He’d come here to fuck his aunt.
“Forget the teacher. Let’s do what we came for.”
“Sex?”
“Yeah.”
“Then get on the bed.”
She took his arm and pulled him up. They climbed onto the bed together. Side by side, naked, they lay down while gazing out through the floor-to-ceiling glass at the beach beyond. Starlight poured in. Atmosphere.
“Hyun-woo, will you give me a massage?”
“I didn’t bring any gel.”
“It’s fine. Just rub me a little… You know what I mean, right?”
“Yeah. Sooner or later I’ll have to touch So-young’s pussy too… Might as well practice while massaging.”
“Hehe… Thinking of it as practice?”
“Neither Mom nor I have ever done it lying down yet… We’re going to have to soon.”
Hyun-woo sat up. Settling into a comfortable position, he slowly looked over his aunt’s naked body. A pretty good figure. A thick bush of pussy hair. And skin that still held water, gleaming with a soft sheen. Plump, full flesh.
His aunt’s pussy.
Her legs parted little by little. He watched, barely breathing.
“Don’t stare so hard… It’s embarrassing…”
“Do you always have this much hair?”
“Yeah… I’m just like that… So-young does partial waxing so she’s not this much…”
“Waxing? She shaves her pussy?”
“You didn’t know? She does a lot of bikini shoots so she has to… Otherwise the hair sticks out.”
His mother’s pussy. He imagined it. Partial waxing. Come to think of it, when he’d massaged the crease of her groin there hadn’t been any hair. Smooth. What did it look like?
He was curious.
His gaze stayed fixed on his aunt’s pussy. He reached out and stroked her thigh.
“Haa…”
“Your skin’s… so soft, So-jin…”
“Touch my pussy…”
Her hand covered his and guided it. Past the thick forest of hair, toward the place radiating damp heat—until finally he touched it.
“Hnnngh…”
“Wow… It’s soaked.”
“Haa… haa… That’s a pussy… You understand?”
“I’ve seen plenty in porn…”
“But this is the first time seeing one for real, right?”
“Yeah… This close…”
“Hehe… When a pussy gets excited… it gets wet like this… all sticky…”
She made him straighten his fingers and gently spread the fluttering outer lips. They twitched. He’d glimpsed his mother’s pussy before—only the outside. Looking this carefully was a first in his life. And it was his aunt’s. Strange. Wonderful.
So-jin’s hips jerked upward, then sank limply. Her breathing quickened. Fluid trickled onto the bedsheet. He could feel the fine trembling through his fingers, which were already coated in wetness. For some reason he wanted to push inside.
“Put one in… into my pussy…”
“Won’t it hurt?”
“It’s fine… I’m wet enough that it’ll go in easy… All the way… Put it in…”
Just as his aunt wanted, he slowly pressed the fingertip resting against her outer lips inward—sssuuuk. Her ass clenched. Even the soft little roll of belly fat dimpled. She was feeling it—because of her nephew’s hand.
“Aaahh…! A little more… All the way…”
He pushed in completely. Rough, textured walls stimulated the invading finger. Something at the tip of his finger—something that jutted out. An unfamiliar sensation. He brushed it lightly.
“Aahng!! Nngh…! Ahaang…!”
So-jin’s body convulsed hard. The cry of a bitch in heat. They were no longer nephew and aunt. Just a man and a woman facing each other.