Execution (23)
Pussy flesh coiled snugly around his cock, clamping down hard and wringing out every last drop of remaining cum.
Both their bodies were drenched in sweat. The violent trembling finally began to ease.
Hyun-woo slowly drew his hips back. His cock, slick and filthy with a thick mix of semen and her juices, slid free, dragging her pussy lips along with it.
Pop.
A strange wet sound of friction. Like a rubber band snapping free, cock and pussy sprang back into place.
It was a wondrous sight. From between his aunt’s plump, bursting ass cheeks, thin white liquid trickled down in a steady stream—the cum his nephew had just pumped into her. Her pussy lips twitched and fluttered.
“Haa… haa…”
“Haa… haa…”
Both of them gasped for breath. The tension gone, they dropped heavily onto the dirt-and-gravel ground. His aunt’s legs still shook. Hyun-woo pressed and kneaded them with his fingers.
“As expected… you’re incredible.”
“Was I useful?”
“More than useful. Have you been fucking other women besides me?”
“No. I haven’t even had the time.”
“Last time we went out to screw, there was that female teacher who gave you her number.”
“Ah, my homeroom teacher from first year of high school?”
“Any contact?”
“Not yet.”
“That woman really is something… wanting to fuck so badly she hands her number to a student she used to teach.”
Hyun-woo staggered to his feet, dizzy enough that the world tilted. He retrieved his phone from the car and sat comfortably beside his aunt, checking the screen.
Messages had come in. Spam. The teacher was still radio silent.
But her profile picture had changed. He noticed at once. They shared a cigarette while he zoomed in for a closer look.
Pink hair, pink skirt—this one falling to the knees, unlike the beach photo. A pink blouse that left a sliver of waist bare. Pink stockings, pink boots. Everything matched in pink.
“Look at this, Auntie.”
“Pfft… what the hell is this girl doing?”
“Last time you could see her face clearly. Now it’s a distant shot.”
“Is a teacher allowed to do this?”
“I don’t know. It didn’t look like a secondary phone…”
“Her colleagues would have a heart attack if they saw it.”
“Her tastes are… unique.”
“You’re not getting hung up on her, are you?”
“I don’t really know.”
He switched the phone off. Interest already fading. He helped his aunt up carefully. So-jin let out a long, deep sigh, finally shaking off the aftershocks of sex.
“Let’s get dressed.”
“Already?”
“Once is enough. This much should be plenty to make So-young lose her mind.”
“What about my cock?”
“Oh my…”
Hyun-woo’s cock gave a vigorous nod, veins standing out thick and dark. So-jin couldn’t tear her eyes away.
“Auntie’s worn out…”
“I’m worn out too. We came all the way out here and you’re calling it after just one round?”
“Hehe… So-young’s so lucky her son’s cock is this sturdy.”
Sticky fluid still clung to the head. His aunt flicked it lightly with her fingers. The cock responded at once, swelling even harder, the shaft curving upward.
“Auntie’s pussy tastes fucking amazing.”
“I know. My husband has fucked it plenty… and he still treats it well.”
“You won’t give it to me even if I beg, right?”
“Yeah. I’m genuinely tired, and I decided I’d only let you have it once… every time we take the next step.”
“Then suck my cock.”
“Hyun-woo, you can’t talk to your aunt like that.”
“Why not? We already stripped naked and fucked outdoors. I won’t ask for your pussy again.”
“Haa… how can you be this shameless… I wonder if So-young will even be able to handle you.”
“Why Mom?”
“You’re a guy so you wouldn’t get it, but every time that cock goes in it feels like my lower half is being smashed apart.”
“It hurts that much?”
“The pain only lasts a second… you know that feeling? When it suddenly floods over you all at once?”
“Ah… yeah, I get it.”
“Right. Hyun-woo’s cock is special… when So-young takes it she’ll pass out.”
“That’s hot, Auntie.”
“Fine. I won’t give you my pussy, but I’ll suck my nephew’s cock… will your mouth be enough?”
Holding his gaze, his aunt sank to her knees. Both hands wrapped around the twitching shaft. The head swelled as if ready to burst. She slowly leaned forward. Her tongue slipped out between her lips and flicked lightly against the tip of her nephew’s cock.
“Ugh…!”
“It’s so hot… Hyun-woo’s cock… who are you trying to ruin with a cock this big…”
“Haa…! Haa…! I don’t want to make Mom suffer…”
“Hehe… then you’re not going to fuck her? So-young wants to screw her son too…”
Her tongue worked with dazzling skill, licking and flicking the head without pause. Hyun-woo’s body jerked. He went rigid, thighs locking tight. He rested a hand on her head and stroked her hair back.
“Want to put it in…?”
“Yes. Deep…”
“You’ll choke your aunt to death… still want it…?”
“It’s too sexy… looking up at me while you suck my cock…”
“Auntie’s… pussy is twitching too… even though we just finished…”
“Then just give it to me… ugh…!”
“Next time… when So-young sucks your cock as deliciously as I am… then I’ll let you…?”
So-jin parted her lips wide. She tilted her head back, then drove it forward hard.
Sssuuuuk.
Her nephew’s cock began to disappear into her mouth. A different sensation from pussy—smooth, slick. She didn’t stop, pushing forward until her face met his crotch. Coarse pubic hair tickled her soft cheeks.
“Ugh…! Euh…!”
“Uuuup…!”
At the back of her throat the outline of the head stood out clearly. She had taken him to the root.
“Haaa…! Uuuuk… weeeek…!”
“Are you okay, Auntie?”
So-jin gagged. Spit and saliva spilled from between her glistening lips. Once again she marveled at her nephew’s size. She managed to steady her breathing and lift her head—only for the head to push right back between her lips. She sealed them tight.
“Heut!!”
Strong suction. So-jin pulled hard, stimulating him with soft, pliant lips, then drove her head forward again. Rough wet friction. She swallowed him to the base and pulled off.
“Haa… haa…”
“What am I going to do with you… I’m starting to worry about So-young…”
“Suck it while thinking of it as your son’s cock, Auntie.”
“Hehe… if it were Min-su’s cock the story would be different…”
“Right? Mom will be the same… she already wants to fuck even knowing how big it is.”
“True. Auntie even gifted Mom a dildo… one about the same size as Hyun-woo’s cock.”
So-jin gripped his thighs and pushed her head forward again, swallowing him to the root. She looked up and locked eyes with him, making no move to spit him out.
“Can I?”
The moment she nodded, Hyun-woo seized her head with both hands. He shoved her back roughly as if to pull free, then slammed his hips forward hard.
“Ugh!!”
“Uup!!”
Hyun-woo began thrusting like a madman. The wet slap of flesh on flesh rang through the air. The pace climbed higher and higher. Tears streamed from So-jin’s bloodshot eyes. Foamy saliva frothed at the seam where cock met lips.
“Ah…!! Auntie…! I’m cumming!!”
“Uuuup!!”
Hyun-woo’s heels lifted off the ground. His legs shook so hard he barely kept his balance. He yanked his hips back. His cock sprang free like a released spring, thick with spit. He gripped the tip and aimed.
At his aunt’s face.
He stroked furiously. A rutting male’s groan tore from his throat. The slit at the tip flared open and liquid erupted at tremendous speed.
“Ugh!!”
“Haaa…!”
So-jin closed her eyes. Her nephew’s cum splattered across her face, soaking her thoroughly—forehead, cheeks, nose, chin, even around her eyes—then ran down in thick rivulets.
“Haa…! Haa…! Euugh…!”
Hyun-woo’s hand wouldn’t stop. He rubbed his cock against her face, shaking it, squeezing out the last stubborn drops and painting her skin with them.
“Haa… haa…”
“Done?”
“Yes, Auntie…”
“There should be tissues in the car. Grab a few for me… I can’t open my eyes.”
Hyun-woo snapped back to himself. Seeing the cum coating his aunt’s face, he opened the car door, pulled out several tissues, and carefully wiped her clean.
“There.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Hehe… I never said you could cum on my face.”
“I think I blacked out for a second.”
“Auntie was the same… I suddenly wanted to swallow my nephew’s cum.”
“Ah, so that’s why you tilted your head…”
“Yeah. Our timing was off. If it had been So-young she would’ve let you finish inside.”
“……”
“It’s fine. When Auntie finally fucks Min-su later, our timing will match perfectly… I promise.”
“Yes. It will… I’m sorry again.”
Hyun-woo bowed his head politely in apology. Both of them still completely naked—an absurd sight. The corner of So-jin’s mouth curled up. She stood, patted his back, finished cleaning with the tissues, and they dressed. Then they climbed into the car and headed for Hyun-woo’s house.
“Thanks for the meal, Auntie.”
“What meal?”
“Your pussy.”
“Hehe… right. You know what you have to do if you want another taste next time?”
“Yes. Mom has to suck my cock.”
“I’ll be looking forward to it. Get home safe. Auntie’s going to meet So-young.”
“You already made plans?”
“Yeah. There’s a café we go to a lot… we’ll just talk in the car anyway… in the seat you sat in.”
“See you later. Have a good time with Mom.”
Hyun-woo waved goodbye. So-jin watched his back disappear, then drove to the café where her sister was waiting. So-young was already outside holding take-out coffee. So-jin loaded her into the passenger seat and pulled away.
“Where are we going?”
“There’s a quiet alley nearby.”
“I didn’t bring the dildo…”
“We’re just talking. No need to tense up.”
They stopped at the edge of a secluded alley. Windows down, they shared a cigarette.
“Can I borrow the car?”
“Sure.”
“That was too easy.”
“You’re not planning to take Hyun-woo somewhere, are you?”
“I am.”
“Take it. Just don’t get it filthy.”
“…I’ll be careful.”
“I’ll have to restock the tissues. A lot of them.”
“Unnie, really…”
“At Hyun-woo’s age you can milk him dry over and over and it never runs out. You should know that better than anyone.”
“Yeah… even the first time I held his cock… it was like that.”
“Especially since you’re his mom.”
“Soon… he’ll start asking for other things too, right?”
“He’ll ask you to suck his cock… and once you do that…”
“Only sex left after that…”
Silence. Only the soft pull of cigarettes. Both women looked lost in thought. Reality settled over them like a weight.
Something society would never, ever accept. Physical love between mother and son. Mother-son incest.
“Not right away, though.”
“Yeah… Hyun-woo wouldn’t do that… he would never do anything I hate…”
“Hehe… don’t overthink it. Just enjoy it. Helping your son shake his cock is surprisingly common.”
“I searched online… stories about moms helping their studying sons masturbate so they can focus.”
“Then you don’t have to worry. Hyun-woo would feel burdened going further than that too.”
“For a while, at least…”
“Enough heavy talk. Anything else happen?”
“Like what…”
“Lots of photos went up on SNS, didn’t they?”
“Ah… I took pictures with Hyun-woo. After we finished.”
“After you jerked him off?”
“Yeah. I wanted to. You saw the one of him in jeans and a sweater, right?”
“Looked like a couple.”
“We joked around… talked a lot. Honestly… Hyun-woo is already…”
“Your boyfriend?”
So-young’s entire face flushed crimson in an instant. Heat flooded her cheeks. She dropped her gaze, unable to meet her sister’s eyes.
So-jin felt a twinge of envy watching her little sister like that. Hyun-woo had said it himself—he thought of his mother as his girlfriend. Min-su’s face suddenly floated up in her mind, a tangle of emotions swirling.
“I want to swear. A mom thinking of her son as her boyfriend…”
“What about Hyun-woo…?”
“He probably thinks of you as his girlfriend. You’ve given him that much of your heart… and soon you’ll even give him your pussy.”
So-young’s lips parted slightly. Excitement rushed through her. A soft, faint moan slipped out.