The Plan (6)
So-young lies face down on the blanket she's spread out.
Hyun-woo's hands travel up and down her thighs and calves. The temperature is different. The closer he gets to her thighs, the hotter it becomes. Desire wells up in him. If he goes just a little deeper, he'll reach her crotch. And her ass. Through the slight gap of her rolled-up shorts, that secret place peeks out. Blood has already rushed hard to his lower body—enough to make him dizzy. He has to focus.
"Mmm... haah... mmm... haah..."
"Does it still hurt?"
"A little... but it feels so good and cool..."
"That's a relief. Guess watching those massage videos paid off."
"You even watched those?"
"Yeah. Body care is essential for you, Mom... Since I decided to do this, I figured I should learn it properly."
"That's enough now... A lot of time's passed. You must be tired too."
"I'm fine..."
So-young slowly pushes herself up. She gazes steadily at Hyun-woo, then taps at her phone. A sly little smile spreads across her face.
"I sent plenty. Check it."
"Huh?"
"Your allowance."
"Ah... You didn't have to."
"I just told you... body care is essential. You gave me a service even the skin clinics don't offer."
"Alright. I'll use it well."
"Hehe... My body feels so refreshed... The effect is incredible."
"Just say the word whenever you want it. Don't feel bad about asking."
"Why do you look so adorable, our son... Come here."
Her tone and expression treat him like a child. Her slender hands wrap around the broad back of her son who has grown so tall. She pulls him close and pats his back. To her, he is still just her child. He doesn't let himself feel disappointed.
"Get some good rest, Mom... Don't you have a photo shoot tomorrow?"
"How did you know?"
"I saw what you wrote on SNS. It's a schedule you've had locked in for a long time. Hope this helps."
"Hyun-woo, Mom's going to lie down, so take some pictures of my legs for me."
"Me?"
"Yeah. I think I'll get a better sense of it looking at photos."
His mother lies face down again. She stretches her legs out long behind her. Her legs are so beautifully shaped that the claim of any swelling is hard to believe, but he does as he's told. He opens the camera app, stands, finds the angle, and shoots.
"Show me."
"Here."
The moment she sees the photos, her face brightens. He feels even happier. She asks him to send them. He does.
"Having a good son like you means work's going to go smoothly."
"It's nothing."
"Hehe... I have to leave early, so I'll go rest inside?"
"You don't have to report every little thing. Sleep well."
His mother disappears into the master bedroom with light steps. He stares blankly at her retreating figure. Left alone in the living room, he folds up the blanket, heads to his room, and flops onto the bed.
Something is straining hard against his pants. He had a rough time holding it down. The fleeting glimpse between his mother's shorts... It'll be tough, but wait for me. I'm working on it.
He opens his mother's SNS. The photo she just uploaded—the legs he photographed for her.
A heart emoji. Affection pours from every word. Even without any retouching, the shot is incredibly sexy. His mother is popular with women too. He feels proud.
Comments flood in one after another. Praise for him pours out as well. When he thinks about it, he's been blessed. He's lived an easy life so far, and it looks like that will continue. Day after day of playing around without money worries—all of it is the result of what his mother has built. Guilt creeps in. Is this really okay? There must be plenty of good men out there besides him. A mother who only has eyes for her son. He approached her intending to use that heart and touch her.
He slips a hand into his pants and slowly strokes himself. He's thought about it a lot. A relationship that can never be allowed. Parent and child. The die has already been cast, and he's decided. He will make her his woman.
A thick white fluid erupts from the thing standing rigid. This is the conclusion. There is no going back.
So-jin changes into her pajamas. She sweeps her hair back and stretches out on the bed. She scrolls through her phone. Nothing really catches her interest. Then something suddenly occurs to her. She searches.
Incest.
Old news articles about incidents and accidents come up. She clicks through them. Mostly foreign stories. Shocking reports about siblings making incest content as a trend. News about a father and daughter who entered an incestuous relationship and met a tragic end. A mother who loved her son.
Is there any domestic news? She searches again.
Mother-son incest.
A story about a son who forced himself on his mother and received a prison sentence. So things like that really happen. Posts from anonymous boards. Surprisingly, one about a mother who helped her son with ejaculation control so he could focus on exams. He got into a prestigious university. In the end they even had sex that day. Another post: a mother who walks around naked after showers. An older brother who lives in just his underwear. A home atmosphere that feels off.
"What are you looking at so hard?"
"Hm? When did you come in?"
"Just now. I called you a few times and you didn't even answer..."
"Hehe... Did I? Sorry."
Her husband lies down beside her. Jun-hyeok, forty-two. High school classmate. They started dating after graduation. She'd liked him even before that. They married young. One son, one daughter.
One day he suddenly made a proposal. Honey, I want to watch you with someone else. At first she thought the bastard had lost his mind, but the more she imagined it, the more excited she got. He noticed and actively arranged meetings. The first time was hard. Constant persuasion. Then meeting another couple. Watching her husband fuck another woman. Her husband watching her fuck another man. Excitement she had never felt in her life. Her mind went blank. Addiction. After that she was the one begging him to set up meetings. For a while they burned hot with those encounters. Starting with swinging, then threesomes with invited men. Sex with other men right in front of her husband. Inviting several couples and pairs at once. Group sex. Gangbangs. It was like a dream. They even recorded videos on purpose, without thinking much of it.
As the kids grew, fear set in. The frequency of those messy relationships dwindled. Now they've cut it off completely. Sex with her husband alone is enough. They fit well.
"A son who raped his mom? Why are you looking at this shit?"
"Just... bored."
"Hmm... Suspicious. This isn't your usual taste."
"It just kind of ended up that way."
"Hey, how many years have we been together...? Huh? Can't you just say it straight?"
His hand slips between her legs. He touches her precious place. A wet, slick friction sound. He pushes a finger in a little, then pulls it out. Sticky fluid stretches long from his fingertip. Proof she's aroused.
"Look at this. Getting wet from news about a son who raped his mom?"
"Hehe... Sometimes this kind of thing is nice too... You said stuff like that before yourself."
"Yeah, I remember... I told you I wanted to do it with my real mom while I was fucking you... Calling each other mom and son."
"Did I do that too?"
"Yeah. You said your son's cock felt so good you almost blacked out."
"I don't remember..."
"Whatever. So what wind blew you into searching incest? And mother-son at that."
Hyun-woo's suspicious behavior. No hard proof, but if the other party is So-young, she can easily believe he'd develop those feelings. So-young's SNS, where a photo with Hyun-woo appeared after a long time. Mother and son who look so good together. A what-if thought. Probably not.
"If I tell you honestly, you won't get mad, right?"
"Of course. What is there for us to get mad about... I was the one who talked you into swinging."
"Hehe... Hyun-woo's been acting weird."
"That kid? Why?"
"Like he suddenly changed... Maybe he just matured, but something feels off."
"Hmm... Probably just your imagination."
"Yeah, I think so too... But it crossed my mind, so I searched."
"Heh... It's been a while since we saw them. How's your sister doing these days?"
"Same as always... The woman who only has eyes for her son."
"True. With a face like your sister's, it wouldn't be strange if the son got horny."
"You think so too?"
"Yeah. Hyun-woo's grown up a lot by now... Right at the age where he's out fucking pussies left and right... And under the same roof with a woman like that—"
"And?"
"He might think about trying something once."
"Like you did."
"You fucking bitch... Still digging up old shit... Huh? Right now it's only you, So-jin."
His fingers dig between her legs again. He pushes deep, pulls out, repeats. Wet friction sounds. He throws the blanket off and quickly mounts her. Belly against belly. His bloodshot eyes stare into hers. They kiss. His cock, burning like a furnace, presses against her stomach.
"And here I thought you wanted to fuck Min-su."
"Hehe... No way."
"Yeah, that kid has zero interest in incest... He's out chasing pussy all over the place."
"Hyun-woo... it couldn't be, right?"
"Who knows... How can you know what's inside someone's head? If you felt it, then maybe."
"Looking at the photo, they really do look good together... Mother and son, but the age gap barely shows."
"Yeah, talking about your sister's looks is a waste of breath... Hyun-woo could easily feel that way."
"What if it's actually true?"
"Your sister will handle it herself."
"You couldn't do it in the end either."
"Yeah, it's harder than you think... That bastard will feel it soon enough. Even if he decides to make a move."
Her husband presses his cock against her pussy and thrusts in hard. The slap of flesh against flesh. The bed rocks.
"Fuck, this is so hot... Huh? So-jin... Should I call you Mom?"
"Haah...! Haah...! Do whatever you want, honey..."
"Mom... your pussy tastes so fucking good... Ugh...! How's your son's cock?"
"It's so hot... Mom's pussy feels like it's going to burn up...! Put it in deeper!"
So-jin wraps her arms and legs around her husband's back. She races toward climax. His cock plunges hard. Suddenly her whole body seems to lock up, going rigid. She trembles violently. Her eyes slowly roll back.
In that instant, Hyun-woo and So-young flash through her mind. She looks at her husband. Their faces overlap. Strength floods into her lower body.
"Uuugh...! Mom...! My cock...! My cock...!"
"Aaaahhh!!"
Hyun-woo's face. What was he thinking when he slept in the same bed as So-young? Min-su. Her own son. The blunt one. Solid build. Incest. What would that feel like? Actually taking her son's cock?
"So-jiiin!!"
"Honey!!"
Her husband's cum fills her pussy completely. Suddenly everything goes cold. So-jin? He should have called her Mom. Same for her. She's curious. So-young and Hyun-woo. A mother who only looks at her son. A son approaching his mother. Those two...
They might actually do it.
