Blood Ties (6)
So-young and Hyun-woo tangle their tongues together. His cock is trapped between their bellies, already beginning to stir again under the sticky stimulation of mixed gel and sweat. The cum she had gathered in her cleavage dribbles down in slow rivulets, turning both their bodies slick and slippery.
"I think we need a shower, Mom..."
"Yeah, let's go in..."
"Hehe... can we wash together?"
"If you're going to sleep in Mom's room with me, then yes..."
They cling to each other and shuffle slowly toward the bathroom. So-jin trails after them, watching the mother and son with pure envy.
They step into the bedroom. The air feels different from the living room.
"Come wash with us, Auntie."
"Me too?"
"Yeah... it'd be lonely showering alone..."
"Thanks, both of you."
Their consideration warms her. The three of them step into the bathroom. The space fills instantly; they have no choice but to scrub while pressed skin to skin. A bathtub sits nearby, but none of them even consider climbing in.
"Mmm..."
"Haa..."
Moans echo off the tiles. The two of them run their hands over each other's bodies; the aunt joins in. Softly, slowly, thoroughly into every corner. Three pairs of hands work body wash into the most sensitive places.
Twitch. Twitch.
Before long Hyun-woo's cock stands fully erect. His mother wraps her hand around it and strokes the shaft up and down.
"Is it because you're twenty? How do you still have this much stamina?"
"Because it's Mom."
"Hehe... there you go again. Does your cock get hard just looking at Mom?"
"Yeah. Because you're the woman I love."
"I can't even think straight. How can you flirt with your own mother?"
"Should I try it on someone else then? Auntie, for example?"
"I'm kidding."
Hyun-woo slips an arm around his aunt's waist and pulls her close. His free hand playfully taps the wrinkled pair of balls hanging beneath his cock. So-jin's face lights up with a mischievous grin that makes the shaft bob in response.
"Hyun-woo, looks like you need to drain that."
"I'll take care of it, Unnie."
"Alright... it must be exhausting for you."
"What I said earlier... I meant it. I'll help you connect with Min-su... together with Hyun-woo."
"I'll be looking forward to it. I've played enough for one night—I need some sleep."
"Use Hyun-woo's room."
"Okay. You two enjoy yourselves... you might not sleep a wink all night."
"That's because Hyun-woo keeps getting hard... how much is he planning to torment me?"
The crude words slip out naturally—son's cock, mother's pussy—right in front of the people involved.
"Let's finish washing and get out, Mom."
"Hehe... too cramped to do it in the bathroom?"
"Yeah. I want to lie down on the bed and do it."
So-young takes the showerhead and rinses her son's body clean. His cock has curved like a banana; her hand glides gently over it as the water runs.
"All done."
"I should rinse you too, right?"
"I can do it myself..."
"Give me the showerhead."
Shoulders, underarms, waist, breasts. Then pelvis, ass, legs, feet. The two of them wash each other as if competing over who loves the other more. Only after rinsing carefully between every toe does Hyun-woo stand. One place remains.
His mother's pussy.
He aims the stream of water and presses his fingers against her without hesitation.
"Mmm..."
"It's amazing. Not as much as a guy, but I could see how swollen you got earlier."
"Really...?"
"Yeah. I don't know if this is the right way to put it, but... plump, like lips."
"Hehe... there's nothing you won't say to your mother."
"I wonder how it would feel inside... Mom's pussy..."
He slides one finger in slowly, then draws it back out. Strength floods into So-young's legs. Because the space is so tight he stops touching her further and simply rinses the last of the foam from their bodies.
The three of them step out. So-jin watches openly as they towel each other dry, then settles into a chair to observe.
"I thought you were tired, Unnie."
"What, hoping I'd leave already?"
"No, that's not it... it's just embarrassing... the way you're staring holes through us..."
"I'm going to smoke one cigarette and then go, so ignore me."
So-jin throws open the window. She lights up and watches the pair, the air thick with the sense that something is about to happen any second.
The bedside lamp clicks on. Soft light makes mother and son's bodies gleam even more. They sit facing each other, trading heated looks. Moments later their tongues are tangled again; they topple onto the bed still locked in each other's arms. Hands roam over waists, caressing, never once looking away from each other's faces.
"Oh come on, Hyun-woo... stop poking me..."
"I can't help it—it feels good... your skin's so soft, Mom..."
"Want me to help?"
"I want to do it myself."
Wet, squelching friction. His hand slips between her thighs and pushes two fingers inside. His mother moans right in front of him. She wraps her hand around his shaft and begins to stroke it slowly.
"Like this...?"
"I want to look at Mom's pussy."
"You've already seen it... it's not even pretty, why do you keep saying you want to look..."
"Can I suck it?"
"Mom's pussy?"
"Yeah. You sucked my cock, so I want to do the same for you."
"Hehe... and Mom just lies there?"
"Spread your legs and lie back. I'll take care of everything."
"Haa... Hyun-woo, stop getting Mom so worked up..."
"Why? Do you want to get fucked like Auntie?"
"Our son... you're so naughty, saying things like that to your mother."
"You're my woman. Before you're my mother."
"Haa... haa..."
"But you are my mother too... the parent who gave birth to me... I still have that much sense."
"You've grown so mature, our son... enough that Mom doesn't need to take care of you anymore..."
"I couldn't last a single day without you. I'm an unemployed freeloader, remember?"
"Hehe... our son will just seduce women and live well without ever working."
"You're treating your son like a thug. The woman lying next to me is more than enough."
"You keep saying you want to look at Mom's pussy..."
"Those words of yours keep turning me on, Mom..."
"Hehe... Son, do you want to see Mom's pussy...?"
"I want to suck it for you, Mom..."
"Alright... Mom will spread her legs for you... take it slow, okay...?"
"Haa... haa..."
"I want you to suck it... our son... Mom's pussy..."
So-jin darts out to the living room and returns holding her phone. She hits record and props it at an angle in a blind spot where it won't be noticed. The camera frames the bed. Mother and son, completely naked, fill the screen.
"Mind if I watch a little?"
"Unnie wants to watch Hyun-woo suck my pussy too...?"
"It's not every day you see this... the way you're begging him to suck your pussy while saying such filthy things..."
"Hehe... sit down and enjoy the show..."
So-young kicks the blanket off the bed. She spreads her legs wide and lies flat on her back. Rough breathing fills the room. She watches Hyun-woo crawl toward her on all fours and welcomes him between her thighs.
"Haa...! Haa...!"
So-young's face flushes deep red. Cock and pussy face each other at almost touching distance. Nothing stands in the way. If he wanted to, Hyun-woo could push inside right now. She trusts him completely.
"It looks different again on the bed, Mom..."
"Haa...! Haa...! It's too close, Hyun-woo..."
"Hehe... I can feel it too—the heat against my cock..."
"So this is where we ended up after all... you and me..."
"Any regrets?"
"No. I've never regretted it once... not before, and I never will..."
"I feel the same as you, Mom... this moment right now makes me so happy..."
"Haa...! Haa...! I can feel my son's cock... against Mom's pussy..."
"I'll suck it for you, Mom."
Hyun-woo lowers his head and settles between her legs. Her pussy fills his vision in slow close-up—flower-like, already glistening wet. He parts his lips and extends his tongue. Very slowly, teasingly.
"Ah...!"
Her son's tongue touches his mother's pussy. A soft glide. He strokes lightly sideways, then circles clockwise once, then upward. Something stands out—the place where the petals begin to part, a small round bud. He flicks it with his tongue.
"Aahng!! Ah...! Hyun-woo...!"
"I've seen it a few times... so this is the clitoris..."
"Haa...! Haa...! Nngh!!"
He taps it lightly with a finger. Her body jerks. Her hips bounce up and drop back down. A woman's most sensitive spot. She feels everything intensely—just like her sister. Nipples, the cleft of her ass, her Y-zone. The slightest touch makes her twitch. How did she endure all these years when she gets this aroused so easily? It must have been hard—so hard. Because the son she loves is sucking her pussy. And before long she'll be begging. She'll spread her legs wide on her own, look up at him, and ask him to put his cock inside her mother's pussy. To become one. He will make her completely his. This woman.
"Auk! Aaa...! Nngh...! Haa...! Kkngh...!"
Wet lapping sounds fill the air. His tongue flattens and sweeps across her entire pussy. Her petals shine with spit. Fluid seeps from the slit and soaks into the tip of his tongue—slightly fishy yet sweet. His mother's juices. Thick and sticky. Both free hands stroke down her waist, brush the coarse pubic hair, and tease her clit with the knuckles.
Cries, sobs, wails—no words can fully capture his mother's reactions. Her naked body begins to tremble. His tongue grows more aggressive.
"Aahng...! Ah...! Nngh...! Aaaang...! Mmm...!"
"It tastes good, Mom's pussy..."
"Son... a little slower... nngh...! Mom can't take it...!"
"You can come, Mom... cum as hard as you want, just like earlier... haa..."
Hyun-woo points his tongue and uses both hands to gently pinch her outer lips and spread them wide. The inner flesh is laid bare—the bumpy walls of her vagina fully exposed. He opens his eyes wide and leans in close. Twenty years ago he came into the world through this place. His own mother's pussy. Incest, taboo, forbidden blood. A single shaft of light pierces his mind—and snaps. He drives his tongue deep inside.
"Aaa...! Our son...! Ah...!"
So-jin pulls her chair forward for a better view, careful to stay at a distance that won't interfere. She watches her nephew suck her sister's pussy while the younger woman's body shudders in pleasure, screaming and trembling. So-jin cups her own breasts, kneading them as she loses herself in the scene.
"You're gushing so much, Mom... you like it when I suck you...?"
"Aahng...! It feels too good...! Our son sucking Mom's pussy—I can't hold on...! Hic... ah...!"
"Good enough to make you cry... so sexy... I want to fuck you that badly."
He stabs at her pussy with the tip of his tongue, then flattens it and licks her in broad circles. Both hands climb upward, seize her swaying breasts, and bounce her nipples between his fingers. The bed creaks under the vibration; the room fills with wet squelches and her cries.
"Aau...! Ah...! Nngh...! Ahaang...! Good...! Hyun-woo...! Aahng...! Our son...!"
"Your voice is sexy, Mom... your pussy's sexy... your tits are sexy... everything about you is sexy!"
So-young pushes herself up. The urge to suck her son's cock surges through her. She grabs the head still buried between her legs and lifts it. A long string of spit—no, mixed with her juices—stretches and breaks. His eyes are bloodshot. He grins brightly and pats the mattress beside him.
"Is Mom going to do me too?"
"Haa... haa... yeah... our son worked so hard, I should drain you... lie down..."
"I still want to suck your pussy."
"Mom loved it so much when you sucked her... let's do it together..."
Hyun-woo lies flat on his back. His mother turns around, sweeps her hair back, and presents the full swell of her ass—that perfect S-curve. She rises onto her knees and carefully lowers herself until her thighs frame his waist. Her ass fills his vision in extreme close-up, descending softly toward his face.
"Mmmp...!"
"Haa..."
A soft, enveloping sensation. Her ass settles completely. His head is trapped between her cheeks. He begins to lap at her pussy again. And his mother—she brushes her face against the cock that has sprung up to meet her, wraps her hand around it, and holds it upright. The foreskin is rolled back behind the swollen head. She parts her lips and lowers her head. Her son's veined cock is drawn into her mother's mouth.