Love Shot and Forbidden Confessions
Hyun-woo keeps glancing at the rearview mirror. So-jin’s breathing grows heavier and heavier behind the wheel. In the back seat, Hyun-woo and So-young sit pressed together. So-young has draped her long, shapely legs across her son’s thigh, her hands roaming madly, groping and savoring every inch of him. Hyun-woo can only struggle to fend her off.
“Hey, we’re almost home… What if someone sees us?”
So-young’s gaze drifts out the window. The familiar scenery finally registers. Only then does she lift her legs from her son’s thigh. Looking for all the world like someone who has just been caught doing something she shouldn’t, she hurriedly smooths her tangled hair and clothes.
The car comes to a stop. Hyun-woo carefully helps his mother out. The whole situation feels dangerously close to the edge.
“I can’t walk. Carry me.”
“Oh my… Hyun-woo, you’re going to give Mom a piggyback ride?”
“Hurry… before someone sees.”
Hyun-woo hoists his mother onto his back and quickens his pace. His aunt follows close behind, eyes bloodshot, a strange little smile playing on her lips. Without letting anyone notice, she fires off a text to Jun-hyeok.
The message is loaded with meaning.
Hyun-woo throws open the front door and heads straight into the living room.
“Put me down. On the sofa.”
“You’re not going to sleep?”
“Sleep? Bring me some booze.”
“You’ve already had plenty, Mom.”
“Then I’ll get it myself.”
“No. Just lie down and rest.”
So-young throws a little tantrum. Hyun-woo carefully lowers her onto the sofa. Her eyes are half-lidded, unfocused. She stares openly at her son’s back as he heads for the kitchen. So-jin settles herself comfortably on the living-room floor.
“You were ready for this, weren’t you?”
“Hehe… I don’t know. I really don’t.”
“Don’t give me that… What the hell happened?”
“I just love our son so much… I wanted to show him off.”
“You crazy bitch…”
So-jin clucks her tongue. Moments later Hyun-woo reappears from the kitchen carrying a small tray set with liquor and snacks. He sets it on the floor and is about to sit when his mother collapses against him, practically falling into the seat beside him. A soft, full pressure—her breast brushes his shoulder. He steadies her carefully, looking down with worried eyes.
“Here. Pour us each a glass.”
“Just a little, then bed?”
“Mm.”
He sighs and pours. They are about to clink glasses lightly when So-young suddenly grabs his arm, stopping him cold. An impulsive move.
“You’ve never done a love shot, have you?”
“What kind of nonsense is that?”
“Let’s do one. With Mom.”
Before Hyun-woo can even answer she has already linked arms with him. He has no choice but to play along. Right in front of his aunt, mother and son lock arms and down their drinks in one long pull.
“That hits the spot. One more.”
“Stop drinking, So-young.”
“Hehe… What can I do? I want more…”
A strange wet sound follows. So-young rains kisses all over her son’s cheek, lips sucking and pulling as if she means to devour him.
“You’re wasted, Mom… Go sleep comfortably in bed.”
“Doesn’t our son want to show me off?”
“Show what?”
“You and me… our relationship. Don’t you want people to acknowledge it?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“A girlfriend this pretty, with a body this good—of course you’d want to brag!”
Silence blankets the living room. So-young stares at her son’s face with an intensity that borders on oppressive. Aunt and nephew’s eyes meet. Quietly, So-jin nods.
“Even in front of Aunt?”
“Do it just like when we’re alone, Hyun-woo.”
“I can’t take responsibility for this.”
“Our son will protect me…”
Hyun-woo’s gaze shifts to his aunt. Looking her straight in the eye, he slides an arm around his mother’s waist and pulls her tight against him. His hand slips brazenly under her sleeveless blouse. A soft, full sensation spreads through his body.
“Aunt… this is how it is now. Let me introduce her properly… She’s my girlfriend.”
“Oh my…”
So-jin’s eyes go red. Right in front of her, mother and son put on a full display of affection. She watches, barely breathing. Breast and waist—each handful claimed by her nephew’s hands. Slowly the two turn toward each other. Faces close, neither waiting for the other, they push their tongues deep.
“Haa…”
Son’s tongue and mother’s tongue tangle, greedily sucking and licking with wet, filthy sounds. They swallow each other’s spit. Caresses that should never be allowed between parent and child. Older sister, and aunt—they show her everything.
“You two… are like that?”
“Yeah. We do even more… If you want, I’ll show you… especially for my sister…”
“Aunt… I’m sorry. I know it’s unforgivable, but… I couldn’t help it.”
The three of them perform. Disgusting little acts. One by one the masks peel away in this room. So-young is the one who built the stage.
“Unnie… keep our secret.”
“How far have you gone?”
“Hehe… Curious? How far a mother and son have gone?”
“Yeah. Tell me… Honestly, I got turned on too…”
“Then you tell a secret first… so Hyun-woo can hear.”
“Is that what you want? To drag me into this?”
“Yeah. Hurry up and talk… Everything you did with my brother-in-law in the past. All of it.”
So-jin sticks a cigarette between her lips. She shrugs off the windbreaker she had been wearing. Beneath it is a sheer T-shirt that leaves her bra completely visible, deep cleavage plunging between her breasts. As if she is deliberately trying to seduce someone. Slowly she parts her lips and begins to spill her stories to her younger sister and nephew—the filthy past of gangbangs, swinging, invited guests, all of it. The two listen intently, sharing the cigarette.
“…Is that enough?”
“No. You left out the most important part.”
“Hehe… You want that too? You’re really going all in, aren’t you?”
“Tell me. Your true feelings, Unnie.”
“Haa… I really have no choice. It’s my own fault for having a sister like you…”
“You want it too, don’t you… Just like us.”
“Yeah. Lately I started suspecting you two… and it got me excited…”
“And?”
“I got interested in incest. Just in case… I even talked about it with him.”
“Hehe… Brother-in-law’s into that kind of thing, right?”
“Yeah. When he was young… he wanted to fuck his own real mom. Not anymore, but… so we could talk about it.”
“Wanting to fuck his real mom… Your word choice is so cheap, Unnie.”
“I’ve talked about a lot of things with you too… At some point I started wanting to do it with my own son.”
“With Min-su?”
“Yeah. He even pushed me to have sex with Min-su. It was so exciting and dizzying… my pussy was twitching.”
“Haa… haa… Unnie, Hyun-woo is listening and you’re just saying that out loud…”
“You’re the one who told me to spill secrets… Is honesty a crime now?”
“You told everything… Unnie too…”
“You haven’t.”
“What about me?”
“Hehe… Never mind. If I say it, Hyun-woo might jump you… Okay?”
“You’re drunk too, Unnie?”
“I haven’t had a single drop. We just had some girl talk.”
“Hehe… That’s enough.”
“So what are you going to show me? You said you’d show more if I wanted.”
“Unnie, are you turned on?”
“Yeah… I’m holding back because you two are right here… My panties are soaked.”
“Same here… Maybe because Unnie’s watching…”
“Anything else you want to say?”
“It feels like a weight off my chest… I can’t tell anyone else that my son is my boyfriend…”
Still seated, So-jin slowly crawls closer until she stops right in front of the tightly embracing pair. Suddenly she grabs her own breasts and starts kneading them. Her full tits bounce and ripple, sinking in and springing back out again.
“I’ll keep your secret… but I have conditions.”
“Go on…”
“I still… haven’t actually done it, you know? But you two already have, right?”
“That’s true…”
“So… I want you to show me. A mother and son loving each other…”
“Wow, what a pervert… You too, Unnie.”
“One more thing.”
“What else?”
“If you’re okay with it… I want to touch Hyun-woo’s cock just once… Haa…”
So-young doesn’t look surprised at all. Inside she is rattled, but she shows nothing. Instead she edges a little closer to her older sister. The two sisters close the distance until they are almost touching. There is no room for Hyun-woo to insert himself; he simply sits and listens.
“You know this already, Unnie—Hyun-woo can’t get hard in front of other women… His cock only stands up for Mom…”
“Still, I want to touch it once… Who knows? Maybe he’s cured.”
“Hehe… You want to feel someone else’s son’s cock that badly? What if it gets hard? You gonna let him put it in once?”
“With you right here, how could I even think that… It’s just curiosity. He’s my nephew too…”
“True, Unnie’s completely obsessed with incest… Then I have a condition of my own.”
“What?”
“Unnie, take your clothes off.”
“Right now…? Here…?”
“If you don’t like it, go home right this second… All Hyun-woo and I have done is kiss anyway.”
“My little sister’s pretty sharp… You’re saying we should all get in the same boat, right?”
So-young nods. She pushes even further—tying her sister down, preparing for any possible exposure. Sacrificing her son as bait doesn’t sit well with her, but she trusts him. She knows she is the only woman for Hyun-woo.
“Take them off, Aunt.”
“Our son… Mom’s sorry for deciding everything on her own.”
“It’s fine, Mom… Now that it’s come to this, we have to pull Aunt in.”
“Hehe… That’s my Hyun-woo… You understand Mom’s heart, don’t you?”
“She said she wants to see her nephew’s cock… and she’s turned on too.”
“Oh my… You’re not planning to leave me behind and do dirty things with Aunt, are you?”
“The only woman I want to fuck is Mom.”
“Haa…! Haa…! You can’t say things like that to your mother… Wanting to fuck me…”
“I want to put it in Mom’s pussy. After twenty years, again.”
So-jin slowly rises to her feet. Her entire face burns hot. Mother and son’s filthy talk. Excitement crashes over her so hard she can barely breathe. Her whole body shivers with thrills. Right in front of her younger sister and nephew she peels off her T-shirt and flings it aside. She unhooks her bra straps next and lets her heavy breasts spill free, completely bare. The bra drops limply to the floor. Naked from the waist up. Similar in size and shape to So-young’s, though the firmness has softened just a little. Considering she is six years older, they are still magnificent. Pink nipples jut out stiffly.
“Aunt, do you want to fuck your own son too?”
“Haa… haa… Yeah, I want to… He already gave permission…”
“Amazing. You want to watch your own wife and son fucking.”
“Have you always talked this cheaply?”
“No. I’m just excited… Should I say ‘have sex’ instead?”
“If you keep talking like that… Aunt’s pussy is going to get soaked… Haa…! Haa…!”
Her dolphin shorts slide down with a soft rustle, leaving her body. Pale apricot lace panties remain, the crotch already marked with a clear wet stain.
“See? Hyun-woo got Unnie all worked up… Your pussy’s completely drenched.”
“Haa…! Haa…! You too…”
“Jealous? Hyun-woo and I… we talk like this all the time. Right?”
“Yeah. Is Mom’s pussy wet like Aunt’s?”
“Hehe… Embarrassing. Don’t say things like that… Hyun-woo…”
“Acting shy when you love it…”
“First time seeing Aunt’s tits, right?”
“Yeah… Not as good as Mom’s, but pretty… Nipples are pink too.”
“Hehe… We’re sisters. If you’re curious, you can touch them once.”
Hyun-woo and So-jin both feel a twinge of conscience. They have already had sex, after all. Even so, So-jin never reveals that secret. Only after he has completely claimed his mother as his own, only in a situation where she would have no choice but to understand no matter what he said. It already feels like enough, but letting his guard down is absolutely forbidden.
“Sit down, Aunt… Mom said I can touch your breasts.”
“You’re not even going to ask Aunt’s opinion?”
“If you don’t want to, just say so.”
“Hehe… How can the two of you be so completely alike… Fine. I’m in the mood.”
So-jin settles into a comfortable position. Her waist curves into a perfect S. Breasts and ass both thrust out. She waits eagerly for her nephew’s hands.
“Touch them. It’s fine… She said she wants to know if you get hard.”
“Yeah. Mom’s tits are the best, but… I’m curious too… whether my cock will stand up in front of Aunt.”
Hyun-woo’s hands reach out. His mother watches intently. Soft, full, yielding flesh. The sensation sinks into his entire body. Breasts so large they barely fit in his palms. He kneads them with his nephew’s hands. So-jin’s face flushes; soft moans spill from her lips as she melts into the aroused touch.