Execution (20)
The man rests his hand on her arm.
A hand that has seized his cock.
She strokes it.
A living pillar that twitches as if it has a will of its own.
Pre-cum oozes out in thick strands.
The words his mother whispered have done this to him.
“Because it’s the place I was born from…”
“Haa… haa… If you say things like that… I can’t take it…”
“I think it would look pretty…”
“It isn’t like that…”
“I saw it… with my own eyes…”
His mother’s hand begins to move slowly.
It glides up the shaft and slides back down again.
Teasingly.
So that her son can fully feel every soft caress.
A mother’s consideration.
“Hehe… What was it like…?”
“I only caught a glimpse, but… it was dazzling… and strange, too…”
“Because it’s the place Hyun-woo was born from…?”
“Yeah… I’d only ever seen it in videos… I know this sounds weird, but… the color was a little… different from other women’s…”
“If you use it a lot… the color changes… Mom’s on the lucky side—part of it’s just how I was born…”
“Which are you, Mom…? I didn’t get a close look…”
“Well… it’s been a long time since I’ve had sex… and like you said, it’s on the pretty side…”
“I see…”
“Your aunt… is similar to Mom… We’re sisters, after all… We used to bathe together a lot when we were little…”
“Mom… touching my cock like this… feels so good…”
Both of them flinch at the same time.
Dirty talk.
A mother’s pussy, and a son’s cock.
Words that should never leave a parent’s or child’s mouth pass between them.
“My son… have you ever… imagined something like that with Mom…?”
“Haa… haa… If I said I never had… it would be a lie… I’ve jerked off with your panties…”
“I see… So Hyun-woo… had those kinds of fantasies too… That’s why you were so curious about Mom’s pussy…”
“Uuugh!!”
Her hand speeds up.
Wet, squelching friction.
The head swells as if it might burst.
Beside the shaft, two shriveled beads.
The place where semen is made.
They begin to change.
“Hyun-woo… you have to keep what Mom says… You understand…?”
“Ugh…! Mom, I think I’m about to come…!”
“Hold it… I’m not finished talking… What’s happening right now… you mustn’t tell anyone… Promise me…”
“I promise, Mom…! No one… only you and I will know… Ugh…!”
“Hehe… You’re such a good boy, my son… Getting this hard… while Mom is watching…”
Hyun-woo’s whole body twists violently.
He has lost control.
Every time his mother’s hand strokes the shaft, he jerks.
Slowly he lifts his hips.
He spreads his legs wide, barely supporting his weight on his heels.
A curved back.
Fists clenched.
He plants them hard against the floor and endures with everything he has.
“Mom…! Mom…! I’m going to come…! Ugh…!”
“You can come, Hyun-woo… Mom’s happy too… getting to touch my son’s cock like this…”
He goes rigid.
His body hardens like stone.
His groin thrusts forward.
A cock thick with veins.
Something surges up from the base in heavy pulses.
His mother feels it too.
She squeezes hard with her palm.
The tip of the head flares open.
Liquid erupts in powerful jets.
“Uuugh!!”
His hips drop to the floor.
Then they lift again in a sharp jerk.
An ungainly posture.
He holds himself up on both arms and both legs.
Against his will, every nerve focuses on his lower body.
The head.
It shoots out stream after stream.
It splatters everywhere, and a thick scent tickles the nose.
“Haa…! Haa…!”
His mother’s hand still grips his cock.
It is coated in white, watery fluid.
Her son’s cum.
It runs down between her fingers.
Warm and sticky.
“Do you feel better now…?”
“It doesn’t even feel like my body, Mom… All the strength’s gone… Ugh…”
“You look happy… that face of yours…”
“Because you did it for me…”
“Hehe… Can you take responsibility for those words…?”
“It barely even gets hard in front of other women…”
“That’s no good… If you keep saying things like that… then just to see that happy look on your face… Mom will have no choice but to keep doing this for you…”
“I want you to… keep doing it…”
“And later… if you really… start wanting more… what then…?”
“Mom…”
“Yes…?”
“Even if I start feeling that way… I’ll never… make things hard for you… Because it would make you sad…”
“Hyun-woo…”
“I love you, Mom…”
“I love you too, my son…”
As if they had made a promise, both of them stick out their tongues at the same time.
They draw closer.
The moment they touch, they suck each other into their mouths.
A man and a woman licking and sucking greedily.
The woman’s hand still holds his cock.
The limp, spent shaft begins to stir and stretch again.
His mother marvels inwardly.
Her son’s cock hardens without a moment’s rest.
“Haa… haa… It’s gotten this big again…”
“I’m dizzy… It feels so good when you touch me…”
“If you want to do it, just say so… For Hyun-woo’s sake… Mom will…”
“Don’t say another word, Mom…”
The son strokes his mother’s face with his hand.
It is full of affection.
He gazes at her with loving eyes.
He peels her hand away from his cock.
“I already know… how you feel…”
“Hehe… You couldn’t possibly…”
“Be careful too, Mom… What happened between us… and what we talked about… no one can find out…”
“Yeah… I could slip up…”
“I’m going to wash up… You should shower too, right?”
The son stands.
Fluid drips from his cock.
It trails across the floor in a long string.
A strange feeling.
Even though he is the one who did it.
“Are you going to sleep?”
“I don’t know… I don’t think I’ll fall asleep right away.”
“Then… want to talk for a bit? After we shower and come out.”
“Okay, Mom.”
A bright smile.
His mother sinks into happiness.
She stares at her son’s back.
He disappears into the bathroom.
A deep sigh.
Her heart pounds.
She slips a hand inside her sports panties.
A slick sensation.
Her pussy is soaked through.
What just happened still feels like a dream.
She tries to stand, but her legs tremble.
She braces a hand against the wall and takes one step at a time.
She barely makes it into the bedroom.
A cascade of water.
Warmth still lingers in his cock.
Hyun-woo gives it a few taps to make sure it isn’t a dream.
His mother gave him a handjob.
While they traded dirty talk.
He senses it.
Sex with her is not far off.
A fate already decided.
From the moment he pulled back the foreskin of his hard cock and came.
So many things have happened.
His aunt’s completely unexpected behavior.
She has inserted herself between him and his mother.
A thought suddenly strikes him.
He turns off the shower and sits on the toilet, turning on his phone.
A message to his aunt.
The promise that she would let him have sex with her every time he took a step forward.
He had completely forgotten.
Practice to satisfy her.
Using his aunt.
So-jin gives no reply, whatever she is doing.
He finishes washing and steps out naked.
A presence.
She is leaning back on the sofa.
Hair that sways and shines.
Pre-cum had been running down earlier.
She seems to have washed it off.
He approaches.
Clothes laid out on the table.
And a pair of men’s sports panties.
“You look disappointed?”
“No. You’ve already gone through so much because of me… You should put the panties on.”
“I was thinking about what we could do… and figured maybe we could take some pictures.”
“Pictures?”
“Yeah. I want to see photos that Hyun-woo takes of me.”
“Come on… You’re way better at that than I am… You’ve taken tons of selfies…”
“I’ll take pictures of Hyun-woo too.”
A smiling glance.
The corners of her mouth are stretched to her ears.
Just looking at her makes him happy.
Because she is happy.
He pulls on the sports panties.
His mother stares openly.
“Has it gotten smaller?”
“What has?”
“Your cock…”
“Ah, that’s just because there’s no stimulation… If you touch it, it’ll get big right away.”
“Even when it’s smaller, it still makes a big bulge in the panties… If other women saw that, they’d try to seduce you.”
“There’s no one I need to show it to… The woman in front of me is enough.”
“Is Mom… a woman to you?”
“Yeah… A dazzlingly beautiful woman… You said something like that yourself last time…”
“I should change.”
Her face flushes.
She grows shy.
A different color from the panties she had on earlier.
She covers her chest with a bra and fumbles into the clothes she brought ahead of time.
A style young women love.
Light-colored jeans and a white sweater.
A hint of waist showing.
It suits his mother perfectly.
“How do I look?”
“Like a college girl.”
“Pfft, joking… No one on Mom’s SNS says things like that.”
“No—just from behind.”
“You little—”
A soft thump.
His mother flicks him on the forehead.
It doesn’t hurt at all; it only makes him laugh.
She steps back one pace and strikes a pose.
One hand on her hip, weight shifted lightly to the side.
A seasoned pro.
She looks straight at her son and gives him a soft smile.
He opens the camera app and adjusts the angle.
Zoom in, zoom out.
Click.
She turns her back.
Her lifted ass is on full display.
Even though the jeans aren’t tight, her figure is so good it doesn’t matter.
Hand on hip, gaze turned to the side.
Click.
“Let me see.”
They put their heads together and look at the photos her son took.
The focus is a little soft, but she praises them anyway.
A man who has no idea what to do with the embarrassment.
This is the first time he has ever received a woman’s love.
“I want to take them again.”
“I told you they’re fine… You could even post these on SNS.”
“You came out blurry, Mom. You’re way prettier than that.”
“Hehe…”
“I’ll take them again. Strike a pose for me.”
Suddenly his mother throws her arms around him.
She shoves her son down onto the sofa.
She stares at him, then takes a step back.
“If you sit, the focus will lock properly.”
“Okay…”
The same pose as before.
Click, click.
Front and back.
“These came out well this time, right?”
“There’s one more left.”
Hyun-woo is busy checking the photos and loses track of his mother.
The moment he lifts his head, he finds a pose that leaves him staring, stunned.
She has turned her back to him.
Kneeling, she thrusts her ass out as far as it will go.
A gently curved waist.
An S-line.
Long straight hair cascading down.
A protruding ass.
Round and full, the size of a watermelon.
Even from a distance it looks bursting with firmness.
“Did you take it?”
“No, not yet…”
“Hehe… You said Mom’s ass was pretty.”
“Y-yeah… I’ll take it. Just a second.”
A view that steals his breath.
Blood rushes to his lower body.
He focuses on the phone camera.
He finds the angle and shoots.
Click.
“I got it.”
“Let me see.”
She comes running over in little steps.
She sits right up against him on the sofa.
A lovely scent.
The one that rises from his mother’s body.
“Zoom in.”
“On what?”
“My ass.”
She is too impatient to wait; she zooms in on her own photographed ass herself.
An ass that looks ready to burst.
Perfectly round.
“Well?”
“It’s pretty…”
“Is that all? There’s more, isn’t there…”
Her hand climbs onto her son’s thigh.
She strokes it gently.
He twitches.
Her changed attitude.
He still can’t get used to it.
“It’s sexy, Mom…”
“Hehe… And?”
“Mm… the shape of your ass… is really pretty…”
“You just said it was pretty.”
“It’s a little… how do I put this… I don’t know if I should say this, but… throbbing?”
“What’s throbbing?”
“The thing down there…”
His mother’s gaze.
It drops.
Something is bulging hard between her son’s panties.
A twitching cock.
It strains as if it will tear through.
“It’s gotten big again… Did looking at Mom’s ass do that?”
“It makes me imagine things… that pose was a little…”
So-young’s eyes change.
She looks at her son, then turns her back.
She sits down on his thighs.
His mother’s watermelon-sized ass presses hard down onto his fully erect cock.
