Fountain of Depravity

Her boyfriend figured there was no point staying alone in an apartment without his girlfriend, so he decided to head back to his parents' house for the first time in ages. His mom greeted him with a hug, and he got some food out of her. But his mind kept drifting back to his girlfriend's panties, her ass, and those tits getting groped and reshaped. He'd jerked off listening to her getting fucked by Min-jun in the clothing store and the movie theater, but it still wasn't enough. Imagining Min-ji—his girlfriend—letting some other guy touch her body, getting groped and railed, kept him rock hard nonstop. In the end, the guy grabbed his dick and started stroking again.

That's when a video call came in from Min-ji. The preview alone was so stimulating he nearly came on the spot: her full, heaving tits, her pussy stuffed full of cum... and that massive cock that sure as hell wasn't his. When he picked up, she said she was gonna show him his ultimate fantasy—her getting fucked by another man. Feeling grateful to Min-jun for this consideration, the guy grabbed his dick again. He stroked as he watched his girlfriend get roughly pounded by Min-jun.

"...Son?"

His mom caught him.

"...Isn't that Min-ji?"

And she saw the phone screen too. His mom knew about his girlfriend, which made the betrayal sting even more. The woman looked at her son with pity. Jerking off to his own girlfriend getting fucked by another guy?

"...Mom'll help you."

With those words, his mom took his little dick in her mouth.

"M-Mom?!"

"Mom'll take care of it. You've been through hell because of that slut Min-ji, huh...? Mom'll help you let it all out... ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Chin up."

The guy realized his mom had the wrong idea, but he didn't correct her. No way was he ending that mouth-pussy service. And so, as he got a blowjob from his mom, he watched his girlfriend kiss and get fucked by another man, cumming over and over. Seeing his dick wouldn't go soft, his mom sighed once and stripped off her pants and panties.

"...."

The guy said nothing. He didn't want to jinx his chance at fucking his mom.

"From now on, Mom'll handle this stuff for you. Don't get too attached to Min-ji. Got it?"

To his mom, it was advice to protect him from a cheating girlfriend. To him, it didn't matter. The first pussy he ever tasted was his mom's. The first tits he ever groped were his mom's. Fucking his mom while watching his girlfriend in her sloppy, adulterous mating frenzy filled him with bliss.

And the next afternoon.

"..."

His mom ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠urged him from the side, but he knew the other guy was Min-jun, so it wasn't a bad deal. He couldn't refuse.

"....Son... you okay...?"

"...Just keep fucking me from now on, Mom."

"Son..."

Choosing a life of deceiving and fucking his mom, the guy eventually knocked her up. He and his mom had three more kids after that. Unable to take it anymore, his dad sued her, and Mom became property of a streetwalker company, working as a prostitute. Afterward, while living with Min-ji, the guy's morning routine became paying to fuck his mom's pussy or ass. Sure, it was alongside strange men gangbanging her too, but that turned him on. Seeing her son watch, his mom felt relieved and eagerly fucked the other guys.

Until her youthful looks finally aged, his mom racked up four-digit sex counts.

For the first time in forever—hell, pretty much the first time ever—I called Eun-young. The gloomy exhibitionist chick I'd met at the cafe with Ji-na. Her looks hidden under that hair were no joke, so I'd gotten her number separately.

She still sounded as timid as ever.

"What've you been up to while I haven't called?"

"And?"

"Showing off your tits or pussy?"

"Ever get caught?"

"Oh, so you've been raped?"

"How many guys?"

"Damn, that's a lot. Why not just work as a streetwalker? You make money and all."

What an absurd answer. Ignoring it, I told Eun-young and Ji-hwa to come to my place—naked, of course. When they arrived, Eun-young was dripping cum from her pussy, while Ji-hwa looked pristine.

"Eun-young, did you get raped on the way again?"

"Yeees..."

She looked way too cheerful for a rape victim, but whatever.

"Ji-hwa, long time no see."

"Yes. Sorry I haven't visited more often, Min-jun."

"No worries~. You're busy getting gangbanged, right? Wait, every day?"

"Yes. Probably because of my looks, but at least a hundred men rape me daily."

I groped Ji-hwa's tits. Still as soft and springy as ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠ever. Same for Eun-young.

"Let's go for a walk."

"Yes."

"Yeees.."

Today I'd play with these two. They were already ruined goods, so no point getting attached—just watch them get used by other guys.

We took Ji-hwa's car to the fountain in front of the shopping mall. The stone floor and steps, plus the big mall behind it, gave it a nice vibe. But the naked women beside me getting their tits groped kinda killed the mood.

"Eun-young, grab any guy and beg him to fuck you. Gangbang, whatever."

"Yeees..!"

She let out a delighted squeal, scanned around, and approached the men staring at her. They talked for a sec, then suddenly piled on her. Roughly kneading her tits, slamming into her pussy in seconds, shoving dicks down her throat and face-fucking her wildly. First-time strangers groping her tits, stuffing her mouth with cock, raping her pussy. Her ass getting squeezed, hands stroking hips—that creepy thrill? She loved it.

Some women filmed it. Couples watched too. The guys were turned on but hesitated to fuck another girl in front of their gfs. So I yelled that this spot was now an orgy zone. Any woman here except my Ji-hwa and Eun-young could be fucked freely.

The couples' guys immediately tore into their girlfriends' clothes. Some girls protested and they paused—but then other dudes jumped in and stripped them. More men swarmed naked Eun-young, stuffing every hole—ass, pussy, mouth—and making her jerk off two more with her hands.

The girlfriends got surrounded by their bfs and strangers, enduring brutal gangbangs. The outfits they'd worn to impress their guys got ripped or stretched off. Lingerie meant to seduce bfs at night ended up in other men's pockets. Their tits never stopped getting groped; mouths always had dick. Stomachs bloated with cum, wombs and guts flooded with strangers' loads.

Single women got hit too. Guys tackled passersby, stripped them naked, tossed clothes in the fountain, and raped them crying or not. Some filmed while fucking, planning to blackmail and keep raping later. Groups of girls couldn't escape—fleeing ones got jumped by more men, watching friends get raped while their own pussy or asses got used.

Minutes after it started, I shoved my dick into Ji-hwa's worn-out, ragged pussy. Using a hole loosened by countless men felt kinda good. The grip was weak, but the depraved thrill of me turning her into a gangbang slut? Yeah, that hit right.

"Use me as you please."

Ji-hwa said it calmly, then sucked the cock thrust in her face. She knew she wasn't one of the "excepted" girls Min-jun mentioned. So she just blew or jerked any guy who approached—while I fucked her pussy.