Chapter 6
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Mom Lends a Helping Hand
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Seeing my flustered expression, Mom lowered her gaze with a wistful look.
"You really don't want it to be with your mom, huh?"
"Ah, no. It's not like that..."
It absolutely wasn't.
It was just that the situation felt so utterly unreal, I was having a hard time wrapping my head around it.
But Mom must have read something into my attitude, because she gave a self-deprecating smile.
"No need to sugarcoat it. Mom's got age on her side now, and her body's not what it used to be. To you, I probably just look like some middle-aged lady."
"That's not true! To me, Mom is...!"
I couldn't say any more than that.
If I did, it felt like everything we'd built up until now would come crashing down.
Mom was a beautiful woman.
To keep that beauty, she put in endless effort.
Pilates, yoga, the gym, and more.
Whenever her schedule had a gap, Mom always devoted that time to self-care.
I thought she was far more stunning than most young actresses.
Countless times, I'd lusted after her.
But the reason Mom worked so hard wasn't to stoke my desires—it was to embody the roles she took on.
"Mom..."
The person closest to me, yet the farthest away.
No matter how hard I reached out, I could never quite touch her.
And yet, that very Mom had extended her hand to me first.
"It's okay. I'm doing this because I want to. I can't promise anything amazing, though."
She even absolved me of any guilt in the process.
Mom placed her hand on my thigh.
Just that alone had my heart pounding like it might burst.
"If I'd known it'd be like this, I wouldn't have told you to wear them,"
Mom said teasingly, as if trying to ease my tension.
She meant she was about to take off my pants.
The thought only made me more nervous.
"Let Mom take them off for you."
I awkwardly stood up from my seat.
It was just too awkward to do it sitting down.
Mom sitting on the bed. Me standing in front of her.
The setup alone felt downright erotic.
As Mom pulled down my pants, my rock-hard cock sprang out stiffly.
It was right in front of her face.
"Oh my."
Mom's eyes went wide.
I felt so exposed, like she'd caught me red-handed with my desires, that I couldn't even lift my head.
"When did our Sun-hu grow so big? Back when you were little, it was no bigger than Mom's finger."
"...It wasn't that small..."
Her treating me like a kid still made me pout a little.
Childish as it was, Mom laughed happily.
"Hehe. Sorry, my boy. Mom'll make you feel good, so don't be mad, okay?"
Her nails, painted bright red, brushed against my cock.
The tips grazed lightly from the base, teasing upward.
A shiver raced down my spine.
"Pretty color, nice shape. Just like our boy. You haven't been making girls cry behind Mom's back, have you?"
Mom kept the conversation light and casual.
As if this was just some innocent mother-son skinship.
There wasn't a hint of tension in the air.
And I knew it was all her way of sparing my guilt.
"Ah...!"
Her slender fingers wrapped around my shaft.
And began slowly stroking up and down.
"Sun-hu, tell me if it hurts?"
Mom moved her hand with endless care for me.
It didn't hurt at all. It was soft, warm, and so incredibly gentle.
"Sun-hu. Does it feel good?"
"Yeah... It feels amazing."
It was worlds better than anything I could do myself.
But my brain was too fried for any clever comebacks.
All I could do was nod like an idiot.
Mom's pale, delicate hand gripping my ugly cock.
The sight was like beauty and the beast—completely mismatched.
But that's exactly what filled my heart with conquest and satisfaction.
In this moment, Mom felt like she was mine alone.
"Ah, Mom, I'm gonna cum."
"Already? No, hold it a bit longer."
I'd already edged myself once and forced it back.
So when Mom started touching me, it felt like I'd blow any second.
But she wouldn't let me.
Mom put on a slightly stern face and scolded me gently.
"Even with a guy you really like, if you cum this fast, she'll be disappointed. You don't want your future girlfriend to hate you over this when things are getting good, right? So practice holding out as long as you can from now on."
Her words hit home.
Premature ejaculation.
Right up there with size, it's what every guy worries about most.
Luckily, I thought I was fine on size.
But premature? No clue.
I'd never been with a girl.
Even now, just Mom's hand for barely a minute had me on the brink.
Even accounting for the edging, this was way too quick.
If I was this fast with my hand...
In the real thing with a girl, I might pop the second I slid in.
I really might be premature.
...I didn't want Mom thinking that about me.
I clenched my ass, desperately fighting it off.
"Hehe. Our Sun-hu looks so cute when he's holding back♡"
Mom chuckled leisurely as she kept rubbing my cock.
Then, with her other hand, she started fondling my balls.
"Ah...!"
The new wave of pleasure drew a moan from me.
Balls are sensitive.
Even a light hit can drop a guy to his knees in agony.
That fear alone makes guys flinch instinctively.
But right now, it felt incredible.
The trust that Mom would never hurt me turned even that fear into pleasure.
"Ah, Mom, I can't hold it anymore..."
"Can't hold it already? But if you cum like this, it'll all get on Mom's face. That okay with you?"
She was right.
In this position, my tip was aimed right at her face.
If I came now, it'd splatter all over her.
No woman would enjoy getting filthy cum sprayed on her face.
"Tissue, tissue."
I panicked, searching for tissues.
They were on my desk.
But I couldn't reach.
"Ah, Mom, sorry...!"
I couldn't hold back anymore and exploded.
My cum splashed across Mom's face.
She closed her eyes and took it.
Aaah...
The release after holding back so hard was mind-blowing.
My vision went white; I couldn't see a thing.
But when it cleared, I was stunned.
Mom's refined face was covered in my cum.
On her sharp nose, neat brows, slim cheeks, plump lips.
The foul semen stench stung my nose.
But Mom's disgust had to be ten times worse.
"Mom, I'm sorry...!"
I rushed to grab tissues and wipe her face clean.
I'd dirtied Mom's face with my cum.
The ingratitude of it made me want to cry.
But instead of getting mad, Mom smiled brightly and asked,
"Sun-hu. Did it feel good?"
"...Yeah. It felt so, so good."
Even with her face like that, saying I'd felt good alone...
I felt terrible, but I couldn't lie and say it hadn't.
"Really? Good! I was worried I wouldn't do it right."
Mom always put me first, no matter what.
Even now.
She didn't care about her messy face—just whether I'd enjoyed it.
Her love was too vast for my heart to hold.
Could I ever repay even half of it before I died?
Probably not.
Mom kept her face still for me to wipe as she continued,
"But you need to work on not cumming so soon. You think so too, right?"
Her words pierced my chest.
It was a problem I'd felt acutely myself.
I was already regretting not savoring it longer.
But what hurt most was that now Mom knew I was premature too.
With a heavy heart, I nodded.
"Yeah... I'll try."
"Good. Let's work on it together from now on."
"...Together with you, Mom?"
Her unexpected words left me flustered, and I blurted it out.
How many times had I been caught off guard today?
Amused by my face, Mom chuckled softly.
"Why so surprised? You can't tell if you're improving on your own, right? I started this, so it's only natural I take responsibility and help. Unless... you don't want Mom's help?"
"No, no, I'd love that."
Unable to express my joy honestly, Mom pulled me into a gentle hug.
Her warm, soft embrace.
It made me so happy I could cry.
"It's late, so we'll talk more tomorrow. Goodnight, Sun-hu."
She whispered in my ear and kissed my cheek.
A goodnight kiss, the first since I was a kid.
"Yeah. Goodnight, Mom."
Gathering my courage, I lightly kissed her lips.
I'd half-expected her to hate it, but she smiled and kissed me back.
Was I allowed to be this happy?
Mom gathered all the cum-soaked tissues and left the room.
"Son, make sure to return borrowed things to your sister properly. Got it?"
She didn't forget her final piece of advice.
"Ah."
Only then did I remember I still hadn't finished the homework Sis had lent me.