Phase 3. Mom Gyeong-ae (14)
I slept deeply.
I opened my eyes in a sparkling freshness that needed no other embellishment whatsoever.
Having slept soundly without dreaming even once, I stretched long and hard as I got up.
It was strange.
I always woke early out of habit, yet I was the sort who forced himself out of bed while still dragging fatigue around with me.
What had been different? When I thought about it lightly, yesterday came back to me—how I had ejaculated into Mom’s mouth-pussy until my cock was completely dead.
For the first time I had lost all reason, without a shred of consideration for her, and simply grabbed the back of her neck so I could ravage deep into her throat and shoot my load for my own pleasure alone.
I felt no guilt toward Mom.
I had known, after all, that Mom had been targeting me.
Just because I alone had been looking away did not make the truth vanish.
Wagging her tail at a man in his prime—whose cock would not die even after cumming several times—made a woman’s true intentions perfectly clear.
Huh? Had I just referred to Mom as simply a woman?
As two people who had already opened up her mouth-pussy, the relationship of man and woman felt far closer to me than mother and son.
Besides, Mom had called what we did masturbation.
Since we had not crossed the final line, I decided to accept that thin excuse.
Because it was a mutually agreed relationship, no guilt toward Mom arose at all.
Instead, wariness of Mom’s cunning took root.
The sheer execution power behind that absurd idea of separating Hui-gyeong and me so she could wipe my body with a towel, the coquettish skill of making me want it first and then give permission—Hui-gyeong could not even begin to compare.
“…….”
Yes, if there was any guilt, it was toward Hui-gyeong.
She had wailed for me to be given back until her throat tore, yet in the end I had, of my own considerable will, done “masturbation” with Mom.
Of course Hui-gyeong had done wrong things in the earlier stages as well, but by acting that way with Mom it had become mutual fault.
While Mom wiped my body I had heard Hui-gyeong’s quiet sobbing more than once, which meant that while my wife was crying I had been enjoying myself.
If only the one I had enjoyed so thoroughly yesterday had been Hui-gyeong….
On the other hand, I wondered whether I could even have cum until exhaustion if it had been Hui-gyeong.
Because of the wounds she had given me in so many ways, there was also the discomfort of having to avoid thinking about those wounds as much as possible whenever my cock got hard.
Click.
“Gyeong-hun~, breakfast this morning is… Oh my?”
The door opened brightly and Mom peeked her head in.
She grinned at me, yet her gaze was fixed on my morning erection standing so hard it was about to pierce through my underwear.
“If it wouldn’t be too forward, may I have ‘breakfast’ first~?”
At the sudden polite speech I also had expectations of my own, so I gave a small nod.
Click.
The door locked.
The modest housewife in an apron knelt before her slovenly son who was sporting nothing more than a morning erection.
“Aahh~.”
She bit the side of the bulging underwear with her teeth and pulled it farther back; at once my cock sprang free seeking fresh air.
“Since it’s ‘breakfast,’ I’ll eat quietly, okay~?”
She took my cock into her mouth in one bite and then slid it all the way to the root.
If it had been Hui-gyeong she would certainly have gotten stuck halfway and gagged, or only managed a little over half when it hit the end of her throat—yet somehow Mom took every last inch. I could not understand how.
Strangely enough, there was no constant wet sucking sound.
Instead, just like last night, Mom’s flexible tongue licked every corner of my cock inside her mouth.
At the same time her throat gulped and stimulated my entire length.
Mom’s fellatio was something I would never be able to get used to no matter how many times I received it in the future.
It felt good enough, of course, yet fellatio still needed that taste of stroking and sucking from the root all the way up the shaft.
Unable to forget the pleasure of pounding until my cock died yesterday, I grabbed Mom’s head with both hands and prepared to thrust into her mouth-pussy grandly once more.
Knock knock knock.
We both flinched.
“Oppa… are you up?”
It was Hui-gyeong.
At the sudden knock both Mom and I froze solid.
“Oppa?”
“Yeah, I’m up.”
“Did you sleep well?”
“…No. I didn’t sleep well.”
A lie.
I had slept better than any other time in my entire life.
For some reason I felt the instinct that I had to say I hadn’t slept, so I hastily covered it.
Sure enough, Hui-gyeong’s voice brightened a little.
“Why? Why couldn’t you sleep?”
“Because you weren’t there.”
Squeeze.
Mom tightly gripped my balls.
Startled, I looked down and found her staring up at me with thoroughly dissatisfied eyes.
Pissed that I had lied?
When I shrugged my shoulders she spat my cock out and merely brushed her tongue left and right against the tip of the glans like a pendulum, only grazing it.
I stroked her head to tell her not to do that; Mom put only the glans in her mouth and shook her head side to side with a look that said, What am I doing?
At the coquettish act I firmly grabbed the back of her head; Mom refused to lose and bared her teeth.
I hurriedly stroked her head again to soothe her, and she giggled with her eyes while pushing my cock just a little farther into her mouth.
As I kept stroking her head Mom closed her eyes as if it felt good and slowly advanced until she held my cock to the root once more.
Without knowing what struggle was happening inside, Hui-gyeong’s words continued.
“I also couldn’t sleep well without Oppa.”
“Our Hui-gyeong needs to sleep well.”
“Hing… Oppa, when are you coming back?”
For a while it seemed impossible.
Hui-gyeong treating me affectionately from morning was so good and lovely, yet she only acted that way when I was gone; the moment the time spent together lengthened she would start treating me roughly again.
I thought if we just talked about that one part and fixed it, things would be fine.
Yet separate from that thought, my lower body was diligently thrusting my cock into Mom’s mouth-pussy.
Annoyed at Mom who swallowed me to the root without the slightest trouble, I pushed my cock even farther in—as deep as it could possibly go.
“Kuk… kuup…!”
In the end, with her throat blocked by the giant cock that kept thrusting deeper, Mom was forced into an unintentional vacuum fellatio, barely breathing through her nose from lack of oxygen.
Seeing that pure face, tears hanging at the corners of her eyes while it went slack around my cock, I felt I would not be able to hold back from cumming right then and there.
“Oppa, can you open the door and come out so we can talk?”
“Hui-gyeong… hoo… Oppa’s getting ready right now, so let’s meet at breakfast. I’ll be out soon.”
I was racing toward climax and had no room to answer Hui-gyeong properly.
Trying to wrap up the conversation had, surprisingly, come out as a cold voice that rejected her outright.
“Ah… okay….”
The sound of her swallowing a breath was audible; then Hui-gyeong said okay while sniffling and walked away with shuffling footsteps.
From the rough breathing in between it seemed she was desperately holding back tears.
I flinched and looked toward the door; Mom firmly hugged my hips.
Then she performed deepthroat of her own accord and kept increasing the speed of her head.
“Eup… uuk… ueup…!”
Sounds that were not even moans spilled out because of the cock that had thrust past her mouth-pussy throat and into her esophagus, yet the rough nose-breaths and panting only stimulated my ears more.
Ah, I can’t take it.
I properly seized her head and thrust deep.
Whether it hit the end wall of her throat or rammed into her esophagus no longer mattered.
There existed only the choice of ravaging the coquettish female’s mouth-pussy and punishing her.
“Eup… keok… keheok…!”
When I moved my hips properly as if fucking a pussy, Mom—whose breathing limit had arrived—hit my hips and lower back begging to be saved.
Not a chance.
That reaction only excited me further.
Brrrrrrrt—!
Finally I buried my cock-club into her mouth-pussy and began to cum.
The throat craving oxygen diligently gulped down the cock-juice.
Thanks to that dynamic gulping I was able to finish my morning ejaculation in complete refreshment.
“Heok… haa… haa….”
Conversely, Mom—who had been teasing me—drooled that precious semen from the corner of her mouth while she gasped for breath after being released.
Panting hard, she barely managed to gulp and swallow the pooled cock-juice; then, with a dazed expression, she muttered,
“Ah… it got so wet….”
It was small but perfectly clear.
Whether it had slipped out unconsciously or not, Mom was startled and jumped to her feet, fussily adjusting her clothes for no reason.
I grinned as I watched her, and suddenly realized that Mom’s clothes were plain to the point of being pure ajumma style.
Even if she simply wore unprinted, simple clothes that only revealed her figure, she could easily pass for early twenties.
Come to think of it, Hui-gyeong had also spoken about grooming yesterday.
Hui-gyeong, by contrast, owned nothing but clothes full of exposure meant to seduce men.
Fortunately today was a day with nothing special, and the atmosphere in the house was gloomy enough that I had been wondering how to lighten it.
“Mom, let’s eat breakfast and go shopping.”
“Shopping? No, Mom already has lots of clothes~.”
“Let’s go buy prettier clothes that suit you.”
“But the money….”
“The money from my part-time job came in. We really haven’t bought clothes. Since today is the day, let’s properly kit ourselves out, buy everything, and wear it for a long time.”
“Still….”
I pulled the hesitating Mom into my arms and patted her back.
To Mom who quietly nestled against me I whispered,
“I want to see you wearing pretty clothes, you know?”
“…Yeah. Okay.”
Mom, who had barely pulled away, smiled happily with a face that had gone bright red.
“Wow, a date with Gyeong-hun~. One-on-one date~.”
“Yeah, no.”
“Eh?”
“Hui-gyeong is coming too. Look at that kid’s clothes. I absolutely cannot stand seeing her go out dressed like that anymore. Mom, help coordinate with me.”
For some reason Mom’s face crumpled all at once.