Ajumma, take your clothes off and come out.
The Middle-Aged Woman Came Out Naked
Part 4 – The Middle-Aged Woman Came Out Naked
That night, I masturbated while imagining my mom.
No, to be more precise, I was so turned on by the image of my mom letting those two guys fondle her breasts and kissing them right in front of me that I just couldn’t sleep.
When those two guys pulled Mom’s breasts out of her nightgown and fondled them on the bed, I saw her bare breasts for the first time—not just through her underwear. Of course, I must have seen them when I was a kid, but this was the first time I’d seen Mom’s breasts as a woman since I’d reached puberty.
And those unforgettable words.
“Yeah, Mom said it’s okay to touch her tits.”
Ah… Mom’s words drove me crazy with lust. She was actually saying herself that she’d let my friends touch her tits.
“Ah~ fuck… Ah, fuck, you bitch of a mom, ah, you slutty, cunt-like bitch of a mom… Ah, you gave them permission to squeeze your tits? Ah, fuck… You even spread your legs for them? Get fucked hard, you bitch.”
As I masturbated, I imagined Mom getting fucked like a dog by them. Mom had always been my hero; she was always a proud, elegant, and intelligent woman.
But even though she was the mom I’d always respected, I don’t know why I felt that way. It’s just that, in that moment, the image of Mom stripping completely naked in front of those guys and getting fucked like a dog turned me on even more.
When morning came, for some reason, I found myself watching Mom’s reaction.
“Did you sleep well? You should eat breakfast before you go. I made breakfast. Hurry up and wash up, then eat.”
Mom was wearing the same lingerie as yesterday. The only difference was that last night, in front of them, she’d been wearing no panties and no bra—an outfit that left her nipples and pubic hair clearly visible—whereas now she was neatly dressed in her underwear.
Now that morning had come, I felt even more pathetic for having masturbated while thinking of Mom last night.
Was it because I’d masturbated while thinking of Mom? Unlike me—who felt inexplicably embarrassed and awkward—Mom seemed completely unchanged from her usual self.
“Oh… I took a shower. Um… Mom, I have to leave early today, so I won’t eat breakfast—I’ll just head out. Sorry.”
For some reason, I felt too embarrassed to look Mom in the face. Plus, I felt like she was going to figure out that I’d had those dirty thoughts about her.
For all these reasons, I wanted to get away from there, so I hurriedly got ready and rushed out the door.
Even though that incident happened yesterday, nothing had really changed today.
It was an ordinary day—spent attending classes and studying on my own at the prep academy all day, grabbing a quick snack at the convenience store. It was the monotonous, incredibly monotonous day of a college re-exam student.
When I got home, Mom was working out in her yoga clothes.
Mom has always been serious about staying in shape. She’s worked tirelessly to raise me on her own, and she’s always emphasized that taking care of herself is a crucial part of continuing her career.
Maybe that’s why she’s managed to maintain her figure and skin the way she has.
Even though what happened yesterday had taken place, Mom was going about her day as calmly as ever, acting as if nothing had happened at all.
Seeing her like that, I felt relieved on one hand, and my mood improved significantly compared to this morning; on the other hand, I felt endlessly ashamed and guilty for masturbating last night while thinking about her.
‘Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~’
Who could it be? No one would be visiting at this hour, would they??
“Who is it?”
“Oh~ Jin-ho, we’re here~ Haha, nice to see you, right?”
“Huh? Oh, right… What brings you guys here…”
“Who is it??”
“Oh my, you… you guys are here again?”
“Auntie, didn’t you tell us to come over often? So we came to hang out again.”
Jin-woo had been speaking informally from the very beginning.
“Oh, uh… yeah, come on in.”
“Aren’t you going to welcome us?”
Jinu said, glaring at Mom.
“Huh? A welcome? I… I should… I should.”
Mom glanced at me, then walked over to Jinu and hugged him.
This time, it wasn’t like last night’s hug. Mom was the one who firmly pulled Jinu into her arms first.
Mom turned her head toward Jin-woo and puckered her lips.
“What are you doing?”
“Oh, uh, I was just thinking… a kiss on the lips. Since it’s a welcome greeting, I figured a kiss on the lips is what you do.”
“Should I do it?”
Mom glanced at me again.
“Ho-jin, your mom wants you to give her a kiss on the lips as a welcome greeting. Should you do it?”
“Yeah, go ahead, Jin-woo.”
I was half-serious.
Thoughts of last night came flooding back, and the image of Mom kissing Jin-woo and Hyun-min right in front of me while letting them fondle her breasts popped into my head again, making my dick harden.
“Should I do it for you, Auntie?”
“Ah… go ahead…”
“Haha, come here.”
Jinu pulled Mom toward him forcefully and pressed his lips against hers. Mom parted her lips as if she’d been waiting for it, and Jinu sucked on her lips. But unlike yesterday, he didn’t stick his tongue inside.
“Slurp, slurp, slurp,”
Jin-woo was kissing his mom while massaging her butt through her leggings. After sucking on her lips for a while, something surprising happened. His mom stuck out her tongue. As she tried to slip her tongue into Jin-woo’s mouth, he didn’t let it in and just went back to sucking on her lips.
“Ahh… hmm…”
His mom let out a soft moan, sticking her tongue out even further as she tried hard to slip it into Jin-woo’s mouth.
Jin-woo whispered softly into his mom’s ear.
“Ah… y-yeah, I get it.”
His mom broke free from her embrace of Jin-woo and went into the bedroom.
“Hey, guys, just a sec. Mom’s going to change her clothes and be right back.”
“Huh? Oh, shit, am I not welcome? Hey, lady, I should be welcome too!”
When Mom looked at Jin-woo, he stopped Hyun-min.
“Wait, kid.”
Mom went into the master bedroom and came right back out shortly after.
‘Whoa’
No way—Mom, who said she was going to change, was still wearing her yoga outfit. No, she had changed. No, she had taken it off. She was still wearing the yoga outfit, but she’d taken off all her underwear.
Through her white yoga outfit, Mom’s nipples and pubic hair were clearly visible.
“Damn, you’re really turning me on, lady.”
Hyun-min had nothing holding him back now.
Mom approached Jin-woo, hugged him again, and stuck out her tongue. Only then did Jin-woo accept her tongue.
Jin-woo turned Mom around and pushed her toward Hyun-min. He handed Mom over to Hyun-min as if passing an object. As if lending her to him.
Hyun-min pounced on her, kissing her right away while fondling her breasts.
“How about you take your tits out, lady? They’re all squished in that yoga outfit—it’s hard to touch them like this, isn’t it?”
“Huh? What? My tits…?” Mom glanced at me again.
“Ho-jin, is that okay? You saw me touching my boobs yesterday, right? We should at least do that much as a welcome greeting, don’t you think?”
“Huh? Uh-huh. Mom, take your boobs out.”
For a moment, I was flustered. Was I telling Mom to take her boobs out?
I wanted to try it. I wanted to call Mom “boobs” just once, like these guys do. But even after I said it, my face turned red. And I was scared.
It felt like Mom was going to slap me across the face. And if not Mom, then Jin-woo would definitely do it. I couldn’t just go around playing with the toys Jin-woo was playing with so cheekily. I don’t know why I thought that, but anyway, I was scared.
But what I was worried about didn’t happen.
“Ah… ha… well, should I do that then?”
Mom pulled her breasts out from under her yoga top, hugged Hyun-min again, and kissed him.
“Oh~ fuck, lady, you’re killing it today~”
As he said that, Hyun-min kissed her while fondling her breasts. The moment Mom’s lips touched Hyun-min’s, he stuck out his tongue, and Mom closed her eyes, sucking on that tongue and licking his lips.
“Ah… ahh… aah, ah~ ah~”
Mom was moaning as she lay in Hyun-min’s arms.
The kiss, which wasn’t short, ended. Mom glanced briefly at me, then tucked her breast back in.
“Welcome, kids. Thanks for coming. Come on in.”
We sat down in the living room, and Mom suddenly stood up, perhaps feeling embarrassed, and headed for the kitchen.
“Oh, look at me. I’ll go grab some snacks.”
“Damn, looks like that bitch is starting to get turned on. Are you gonna get her tonight, Jin-woo?”
“We’re not there yet. I told you to wait until she begs me to fuck her.”
“Damn, I’m so fucking horny. Can’t I at least touch her pussy a little today?”
“Yeah, we’ll see. Don’t worry, just wait. She’ll ask you to touch her.”
“Hold on a sec.”
Then Jin-woo stood up and went over to Mom in the kitchen.
“Hahaha, that crazy bastard, hahaha.”
“Do you want me to help?”
“Huh? No, it’s fine…”
Jin-woo walked up to Mom, wrapped his arms around her waist again, kissed her, and groped her ass as he spoke.
Mom glanced briefly in our direction, then bent over the sink to prepare a snack. From where we were standing, her face was hidden by the fridge.
Then, from behind, Jin-woo grabbed Mom’s waist and started rubbing his dick against the back of her leggings.
“Hmm… Ah… Uh…”
I heard Mom moaning. She didn’t stand up, just wiggled her butt while Jin-woo rubbed his dick against her.
“Whoa.” Jin-woo pulled out his penis.
It was big—really big. It was so much bigger than mine, it wasn’t even comparable.
After pulling out his penis, Jin-woo grabbed Mom’s waist again, massaging her breast with one hand while rubbing his penis against her butt.
“Ahh… Ah… Jin-woo… Ahh.”