Blood Relations (3)
The lower halves of both women are smeared thick with gel.
A man’s hand brushes along their thighs and digs deep inward.
It works through the creases where their crotches fold, then spreads open, palm upturned.
Pink, split flesh, heavy with wetness.
Two pointed fingers finally push into the gap between.
“Aeuung!!”
“Haang!!”
Squelching friction.
The fingers vanish completely.
They force their way through the bumpy vaginal walls—suuuk.
Hyun-woo’s cock twitches in answer.
The glans nods hard, trailing thick strings of precum.
Mom’s pussy. Aunt’s pussy.
Something clings to his fingers.
Alive, writhing, squeezing down.
“So this is Mom’s pussy… I can feel it on my fingers… Haa… haa…”
“Hyun-woo… could you… pull them out a little…? Aeuung…! Is that too much to ask…? Nngh…! You pushed them in so deep…”
“It’s warm… so soft. Is this where I came from?”
“Haa…! Haa…! Mom’s having a hard time… Don’t move… Nngh…! Haa…! Haa…!”
“I’ll help you. I’ll make it feel good… I’ll ease whatever’s hurting you, Mom!”
“Ah…! Hyun-woo…!”
So-young thrashes.
She tries to push her son’s fingers out of the depths of her pussy, but it is no easy thing.
Her hips buck hard in resistance.
The harder she fights, the tighter the walls clamp around his fingers.
Mom’s pussy squeezes him in a literal vise.
Hyun-woo savors the soft, ridged flesh as he slowly draws his fingers back.
Sticky fluid comes with them, and a stretch of inner flesh follows in a long, wet pull.
“Haa… Hyun-woo, how does Auntie’s pussy feel…?”
“Warm and soft just like Mom’s… Are other women the same?”
“Hehe… You’ve never had sex, have you? Even with a cock that big…”
“I’ve never put it in… There was a girl who spread her legs for me, but my cock just died on me.”
“I see… But not now, right? You’re hard right in front of Mom and Auntie…”
“It’s strange. You’re the parents who gave birth to me… The more I think about it, the more it turns me on!”
Hyun-woo drives his fingers in hard.
So-young’s and So-jin’s hips jerk upward, then collapse weakly.
Their asses rock and bounce.
They cry out as they take the fingers plunging deep into their pussies.
He pulls back again, then thrusts forward.
His hand speeds up.
Flesh slaps against flesh.
Fingers and pussy lips drag out and push back in, over and over.
Sticky fluid spatters across the floor.
Before they are mother and aunt, they are women.
The masks peel away, little by little.
“Nngh…! Haa…! Ahaang…! Haa…! Please…!”
“Mom, does it feel good? How’s the pain?”
“Aaa…! Don’t make me talk—it hurts…! Hyun-woo…! Hic…! Ahaang…!”
Sobbing, moans, tears, and raw cries.
Fluid runs down the seam where son’s fingers and mother’s pussy meet.
So-young’s body is so sensitive goosebumps rise across her skin.
She spasms, then locks rigid.
Goes limp, then spasms again.
Hair in wild disarray.
Thick beads of sweat on her forehead, ears flushed red, eyes half-lidded and unfocused.
Saliva glistening at the corner of her mouth.
Sensation so intense her mind blanks.
“Mom, I’m having a hard time too, you know? How about we help each other?”
“Haa…! Haa…! What do you mean…”
“Hold it for me, Mom…”
So-young’s gaze locks onto her son’s cock.
It twitches and jerks.
Fluid smeared on the floor.
Close enough that she only has to reach out.
The eyes of a rutting male.
For him, she would do anything—the cry rises from deep inside her chest.
She wraps her slender hand around the cock that is already drooling precum in thick, urgent pulses.
“Ugh!”
“My son… Touching Mom’s pussy must have done it… It’s gotten so huge… your cock…”
Mom grips the shaft just below the head.
She strokes him fast while she takes the relentless motion of his fingers inside her.
Hyun-woo’s body jerks.
His hand tightens.
Without thinking he crooks his fingers upward inside her.
“Aung!!”
“Ah…!”
Something under his fingertips.
A rounded spot.
Raised and distinct.
The moment he brushes it, both women go wild.
Hyun-woo understands at once.
On pure instinct he taps that place again.
High on the front wall.
Deep inside.
“Kyaah!! Hyun-woo, you can’t just touch there…! Nngh…! Haa…!”
“Auntie, what is this?”
“Haa…! Haa…! It’s the G-spot…! You didn’t know?”
“Oh—the place that makes a woman squirt if you rub it?”
“That’s right! So…! Don’t do it to Auntie…! It’s making me want it!”
“Want what? Ugh!!”
A final, broken scream.
Auntie’s hand seizes Hyun-woo’s cock.
So-young already has the shaft; So-jin’s hand stacks on top of hers.
Only the glans peeks free.
Two women’s hands crushing and working the cock between them.
Hyun-woo’s upper body arches back.
“Ah…! Ugh…!”
“I warned you, didn’t I? I told you to stop… Keep stuffing our pussies like that and… Nngh…! I’m going to want you to fuck us raw…!”
“Haa…! Haa…! Auntie… it feels too good… Ugh…!”
Auntie had been pumping her nephew’s cock hard.
She freezes.
She has seen So-young’s twisted face.
No words needed—the expression says everything.
Take your hand off my son’s cock.
So-jin releases the shaft she was gripping.
She leans in and whispers against her sister’s ear.
“Mom should be the one to milk him dry.”
“Haa… haa…”
So-young’s ass.
Her older sister’s hand settles on it.
So-jin strokes gently while she stares into her younger sister’s bloodshot eyes.
“Hyun-woo, are you going to keep fingering us?”
“I don’t know. I was about to cum just now, but you suddenly let go and it all died down.”
“Oh my… Were you planning to get Auntie so worked up she’d let you fuck her?”
“Of course not. Mom’s right here…”
“Hehe… Pull your fingers out a little… It feels like a cock is already inside…”
“I don’t want to.”
“Mom’s… really struggling. She can barely breathe.”
So-jin clenches her ass.
Her pussy contracts and clamps down hard on the fingers buried deep inside her nephew.
Hyun-woo slowly draws his hand back.
Pussy flesh follows, then snaps back into place like a rubber band.
Fluid leaks out in thin spurts between the lips.
Pussy juice runs down his fingertips.
He looks at the two women’s backs as he rises.
He moves to his mother’s head.
Mom keeps her face down, saying nothing.
Only her ragged breathing fills the air.
He sits comfortably and pats his thigh.
“Mom, want to rest your head here?”
“Haa… haa… Hyun-woo…”
“Yeah. I’m here… right beside you, Mom.”
“It was too much… You just shoved your fingers into my pussy out of nowhere…”
“It felt good, though, didn’t it?”
“Hehe… Don’t try to make me laugh. It really was hard…”
“I’m not joking… Mom’s pussy was so warm and soft… It was squeezing my fingers the whole time.”
“Was it…?”
“Yeah. I think it felt a lot like when you touched my cock.”
“Want me to milk you…?”
“Before that, let me give you a massage first.”
“All right, my son…”
Mom slowly lifts her head.
She rests it on her son’s thigh like a pillow.
She tips her face forward a little.
The veined shaft rises and presses hard against her cheek.
The pressure is enough to seal her lips shut.
He sets his hands on her shoulders and begins a slow, careful massage.
Auntie keeps stroking Mom’s ass the whole time.
“Nngh…! Haa… nngh…! Haa…”
Hyun-woo’s hands seem to be heading for her waist.
Then they suddenly change course and invade her chest.
He cups Mom’s full, round breasts in both hands and squeezes.
“Haang!!”
He carefully avoids the stiff nipples while he kneads.
His palms close, then open.
Mom’s breasts yield and dent under her son’s grip.
“Ah…! Nngh…! Haa…! Aung…! Haa…!”
Moans fill the living room.
Her body heats up all over again under her son’s touch.
Auntie’s hand creeps toward more private places as well.
Fingertips skim the cleft of her ass.
They stop short of going lower.
They halt right in front of the split pink flesh.
That territory belongs to Hyun-woo.
She does not touch it.
“Aung…! Unnie…! Ah…!”
So-jin teases mercilessly.
Only the deep valley between those watermelon-sized cheeks gets the lightest tickle.
So-young’s body twists hard.
So-jin’s lips curl as she whispers into her sister’s ear.
“Hyun-woo’s suffering, So-young… Are you just going to leave him like that…?”
“Haa… haa… Don’t touch my ass, Unnie…”
“Hehe… Looks like you’re coming back to your senses… Hyun-woo’s cock looks like it’s in real pain…”
“I’m going to milk him…”
“Good. It’s twitching right above your head… Hurry up and take care of your son’s cock…”
“It’s so… hot, my son’s cock…”
“I wonder if a hand will be enough… It’s even bigger than before…”
So-young slowly lifts her head.
Her son’s shaft brushes her soft cheek and stands fully upright.
It settles right in the middle of her face.
Warm breath escapes Mom’s lips and ghosts along the twitching cock.
“Mom… I’m not done yet… You can stay lying down…”
“Haa… haa… You’re having a hard time too, aren’t you, my son…?”
“You’re the one who’s worse off… Your face is bright red…”
“How did it get this… big…? It’s so much harder and thicker than when it’s just the two of us…”
“Are you trying to say it’s because of Auntie…?”
“Isn’t it…?”
“I saw Mom’s pussy… I put my fingers inside it… That’s why… Because it’s you, Mom…”
“Hyun-woo…”
“Now it’s Mom’s turn… You got turned on looking at your son’s cock… Red all the way to your face…”
“Haa… haa…”
“Do what you want, Mom… That’s what I want too… Ugh!”
Hyun-woo’s body goes rigid.
Mom has wrapped both hands around her son’s cock.
She rubs it against her cheek, then brings her lips to it.
She aims the glans somewhere specific.
“My son… Want Mom to suck your cock?”
“Yeah. Suck it… Mom…”
The son brushes his mother’s hair back from her face.
She smiles brightly up at him.
Her glossy lips part wide.
So-jin does not miss the opening.
She quietly picks up the phone that had been left some distance away, opens the camera app, and hits record.
The phone is propped at an angle in a blind spot, half-hidden from view.
The screen frames the two of them.
So-young and Hyun-woo.
Mom flicks out her tongue and lightly bounces the swollen, ready-to-burst head of her son’s cock.
“Augh!!”
“Haa… It’s so hot… My son’s cock… This is the first time I’ve tasted it…”
“Mom… my cock feels weird…!”
“Of course… Mom’s sucking your cock right now… You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to eat this… my son’s cock…”
Mom’s half-lidded eyes.
She locks gazes with the rutting male in front of her and begins to work her tongue in earnest.
Hyun-woo shudders.
The two of them have completely thrown away the masks of parent and child.