Driving Lessons and Secret Desires
"Ngh, ha-ngh, haa…!" Perhaps it was because there was no one else home, but Mom let out loud, unabashed moans. Even today, she’d tossed the condom aside, slamming her hips down onto me with reckless abandon. While entering had been smooth, the friction of her vaginal walls against me on the way out was an intense, overwhelming sensation.
"Mom, your hips are huge."
"I told you… not to say things like that…!" She let out a coy, nasal whine, shifting her position. Now, she was in a face-to-face position, straddling me. If I wasn't careful and climaxed, it would be an internal ejaculation right then and there.
"Ngh…." I gripped her hips tightly, leaning forward to suck on her breasts as they swayed with the rhythm. I tried my best to keep her nipple in my mouth, even as it kept slipping out due to the motion.
"Do you… like my breasts that much…?"
"There isn't a single person who doesn't like a young woman's firm breasts." Anyone would love them, provided they were physically fit. Actual age didn't matter. The reason celebrities still get asked about marriage even at their age is because their physical age remains young.
"Haa, ah, heh-ngh… Ugh…!" Mom’s voice began to unravel as she rotated her waist in a way that was simply delicious. Before she could make any more of a spectacle of herself in front of me, I sealed her lips with mine. I was secretly dying to watch, but things like this were better savored slowly.
"Hup, slurp, hup, haa…!" We naturally interlaced our fingers, and her waist movements quickened. The sound of the sofa leather creaking was loud, masking whatever was happening in the living room.
"Haa…." A long, thin trail of saliva reached her lower abdomen. It should have been warm since it had been pooling in her mouth, but it felt cold. Perhaps it was because the area where it touched her stomach was even warmer.
"…!"
"Mm?!" I barely managed to hold back from finishing, and I stood up. Mom was startled, wrapping her legs around me. I hadn't meant to make her stand up. That wasn't my intention.
"Hnnng…!" With no other choice, I slid my hands under her knees and rocked her back and forth. My cock prodded different parts of her internal walls, driving her wild.
"Haa… haa…." Just before I could finish, I set Mom down and quickly pulled out.
"Mom, ugh…?!" Just as I was about to finish on her stomach, Mom grabbed my cock.
"Not yet…."
"If you grab it by force, you'll get sick…."
"Oh my, is that so…?" Grabbing it, especially when I was about to ejaculate, risked semen getting stuck in the urethra, which could lead to cystitis or various other infections. Of course, it wouldn't happen just from doing it once, but if I didn't tell her now, she would clearly keep doing it this way.
"Ngh?!" I deliberately pulled Mom up, then shoved her down so she was on her hands and knees. Mom grabbed the back of the sofa, giving me a pathetic look as she pushed her hips out.
"Is Junsu ang—ah?!"
"……." I slapped her snow-white, soft hips hard, and they flushed red instantly. Seeing her hips twitch made my cock feel healthy and ready again.
"Ha-ngh…!" I thrust into her throbbing pussy, which seemed to say, "Please, put it in." The tremors were still lingering, and they traveled right through my cock.
"Haa… a-ngh?!" Once again, I struck the other side hard. Mom’s legs gave out, and she slumped down, causing my cock to slip out. I forced her back up and drove myself in to the hilt in one go.
"Sorry, I'm sorry… I won't… grab it like that again, please forgive me, Jun—!"
"I'm only letting it slide because you're my mom." I hit the final sprint. A passionate, mid-day sex session in the living room. If anyone from outside heard, they’d probably understand, thinking, "Honestly, they only have time on the weekends." People would surely think we were just a normal, affectionate couple. But that wasn't the case at all.
"I'm, I'm going to finish…!"
"Ngh…!" I wanted to scream "Mommm!" with all my heart, but I held it in. Gritting my teeth, I thrust my waist forward as far as I could. At that moment, I felt her pussy clamp down around the shape of my cock, and as I pulled out, I began to release the semen I could no longer control.
"Haa… haa…." The semen scattered across Mom’s back, trickling down along the base of her spine. Seeing Mom still trying to hold herself up, I quickly grabbed some tissues.
"Did you wipe it all off?"
"Yes…."
"Phew…." Mom’s legs gave out, and she sat back on the sofa. Then, she stretched and showed off her breasts.
"Hup…." Mom, who still had my not-yet-limp cock in her mouth, moved her head and made eye contact with me. I wiped the semen from behind the glans and the remnants of Mom’s arousal fluid from the shaft.
"Slurp… mmm."
"…I'm sorry. For hitting you so hard."
"Ah, mm… it hurt a little." For some reason, Mom pushed her hair back and blushed. Was that a sign she liked it? Was Mom, who usually leaned toward being a sadist, actually a masochist?
"…What should we do about this dress?" Looking at it while tidying up, the dress was completely ruined, soaked in a mix of semen and arousal fluid. It had splashed even more during our session, leaving it beyond saving.
"What do you mean, what should we do? Just throw it away."
"I'll buy you a new one."
"It's fine~ It's a company product, so we have plenty."
"Aha." Come to think of it, Mom almost always wore clothes from her own company. Maybe she was actually a model for them. Otherwise, how could it fit her so perfectly?
"Um… Mom. Can I ask you one more favor?"
"Hm? Sure. It's a request from my son, so anything is fine~"
"Then…." I pretended to be shy, looking away and scratching my head as I spoke.
"That dress… please wear it one more time."
"This one? Sure. I don't know what you're planning to use it for, but I'll wear it."
"I won't use it for anything bad." There were so many things I wanted to try with the clothes that made this person "bad." For instance, lifting just the skirt to slide my fingers in, or just grabbing her hips firmly.
"I don't believe you~"
"No. You should believe me." …Now that I think about it, it *is* bad. Extremely so.
Sunday. Today, I drove Chaeyu to work during the day.
"Oh, are you the one driving today, Oppa?"
"Yeah. I got some intense training yesterday."
"Oh~"
It was more like I’d received a different kind of "intense training" than driving lessons, but… if Chaeyu found out the truth, there was no telling what would happen to our family.
"Don't be nervous. Just do what you learned yester—ngh."
"Are you okay?"
"Hm? Yeah… my back is a little sore…?"
"Your back? Haven't you been overworking yourself at work lately?"
"……." As the provider of that back pain, I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut. In truth, my own legs were so numb I wasn't in great shape either.
"I'm starting now."
"Okay." With Chaeyu’s fussing, I managed to pull out of the parking lot without incident. Maybe because it was Sunday, there were even more cars on the road.
"Yawn… this is comfortable."
"Yeah. You should just sleep." Given my still-unstable driving skills, it might be better for Chaeyu to sleep than to get motion sickness for no reason. The car was nice, so it was fine; if we were in a compact car, she would have definitely complained about the discomfort.
HONK!
"What a crazy bastard… ah." The car in front cut in without even turning on its signal. I almost let out a string of curses without thinking.
"Be careful. Most people on the road are like that."
"Ah… sorry."
"No, it's fine. You didn't do anything wrong, son."
If I could, I’d want to ram into them like in a game, but in reality, that wouldn't just mean paying for damages—I couldn't even guarantee I’d survive. This is why you shouldn't learn to drive from video games.
"Damn it." Another villain cut in without a signal.
"Hey now." This time, a villain who suddenly slowed down.
"Haa…." Even a villain driving at a sluggish 30 km/h that made me want to hit them. I hadn't realized it when I was just driving around the neighborhood, but once I got out onto the busy main roads, it was incredibly frustrating in so many ways.
Does this mean Mom has been dealing with these villains during her commutes all this time? And that this is something I’ll have to deal with from now on, too.
"Can you drop me off here?"
"Yeah. Thanks. Have a good day!"
"Okay~ You be careful too~"
As soon as Chaeyu got out, all my energy drained away. Now I understood why people cursed while driving. It was impossible not to.
"How was it? Is it doable?"
"Yes. I think I've got the hang of it now."
"That's a relief. Should Mom drive now?"
"No. I'll do it."
"Oh~"
There were a lot of villains, but it was also fun. I could navigate the roads as I pleased and go anywhere. Most of all, I liked that I didn't have to play a game of chicken to get a seat. Though, I did have to play a different kind of game of chicken.
"You worked hard~"
"Yes… thank you for teaching me."
"What are you thanking me for~ You did great, Junsu."
"Haha—"
"Ngh…."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah…." Mom clutched her waist, complaining of pain. I wrapped my arm around her side to support her. Her waist was surprisingly slender.
"Are you okay, Junsu?"
"Yes… I'm fine."
"I should put a pain relief patch on when we get home."
"Should I put it on for you?"
"No, it's okay~ I'd be embarrassed to show you my side."
"Yeah…." Women are strange about being embarrassed in certain areas, even though they’ve already shown me much more embarrassing places. That fleshy part is actually the best part.
"Dad… is asleep."
As soon as we got home, Dad was asleep on the sofa with the TV on. I still couldn't believe we had done such an absurd thing in that very spot yesterday. He sure has it easy.
"Mom needs to get some sleep."
"Yes. I should get some sleep, too."
I moved quietly so as not to wake Dad. Of course, I turned off the TV because it was too loud.
"Oh, right… son."
"Yes?"
"……Do you remember the promise you made with Mom?"
"What promise?"
"You know… the wish coupon."
"Ah. Yes. I remember. Are you going to use it?"
Mom spoke with hesitation. So she was finally using the wish coupon. I was secretly happy that my curiosity would finally be satisfied.
"Yes. There's an item I want you to bring for me."
"An item?"
"Yes. Why don't you take the car and go by yourself later~"
"Yes. You don't really need to use a wish coupon for something like this, though."
"You'll see why I used it~"
What on earth could it be? After I woke up from my nap, I found a text from Mom. Since both of them were still asleep, I quietly finished getting ready and got into the car.
'It's a bit nerve-wracking to drive alone….' The anxiety crept in because the person who usually gave me confidence wasn't by my side. I’m not a dog, but is this what separation anxiety feels like? I entered the address Mom sent into the navigation. Thankfully, it was near Hongdae, where we’d gone in the morning.
"……Huh?"
The navigation was pointing to this building.
'Is this for real…?'
And this building was entirely dedicated to selling adult products.