Chapter 65: A Cozy Home (8)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 65: A Cozy Home (8)
A Cozy Home (8)
In Korea, it’s not common to soak in a bathtub.
While I enjoy a daily shower and love visiting public bathhouses, for some reason, I rarely find myself doing it in the tub at home.
Maybe it’s because filling the tub is a chore, or maybe it’s because I’m stingy about the gas bill.
But as I soak in the hot water, my body naturally begins to loosen up.
There are two essentials for a proper bath. The first is bath salts.
Since I don't do this often at home, I might as well go all out.
Bubbles are nice, but if you don't want to deal with the cleanup, simple scented salts work just fine.
I grin as I look at Jeong Yeon-a, who is looking down shyly like a bashful young girl.
And the second essential is a member of the opposite sex.
It’s even better if she’s beautiful.
Jeong Yeon-a, who became a mother after getting pregnant in high school, was still in her thirties.
Of course, the average level of beauty in this world is so high that most people look ten years younger than they are, but Yeon-a still maintained a youth and beauty that didn't fall behind any other woman.
And that slight bit of extra flesh on her—just enough to look good—had a different kind of sex appeal compared to younger women obsessed with being thin.
A mature widow creates a sense of excitement just by being there.
My calf, brushing against her side, enjoys the sensation of her clinging skin.
"How's the water temperature?"
"Huh? It's good. Really good. It's the best."
I wonder why she’s so flustered. Yeon-a speaks rapidly.
Her confused eyes dart around before momentarily fixing on my dick, then she quickly looks away again.
"You said you were tired today. Come here."
"Wh-why?"
"I'll give you a massage. Turn around and move toward me."
As I pull my feet back and speak, Yeon-a hesitates for a moment before lifting her body.
Water cascades off her skin, further emphasizing her voluptuous figure.
A desire to lick the droplets hanging from the tips of her nipples explodes within me, but I suppress it. Yeon-a turns around and sits in front of me.
"Come a little closer."
She inches toward me, sliding her snow-white buttocks along the tub.
Her rear, which hasn't lost its elasticity yet, presses against the floor of the tub as she slowly settles between my legs.
"Hup..."
As my dick touches the crack of her ass, Yeon-a gasps in surprise.
"Is something wrong?"
"No? Nothing's wrong. You said... you said you'd give me a massage. Hurry up and do it."
To hide her embarrassment, Yeon-a looks back at me over her shoulder, trying to maintain a nonchalant expression.
However, her shoulders, which boast a graceful curve, tremble slightly.
"Relax and get comfortable, Mom."
"Mmm."
As I place my hands on her delicate-looking shoulders, her body tenses up.
I slowly knead her shoulders, feeling her soft flesh.
Her skin clings to my hands so perfectly that I want to keep touching her forever.
As I continue to touch her supple, moisture-laden skin, my dick gradually begins to react.
"... ..."
As it grows larger, my dick crawls up her spine along the crack of her buttocks.
Even though she can feel everything, Yeon-a remains silent.
Since her back is turned, I’m curious about her expression, but for now, feeling her skin is more important.
I slowly move my hands forward, touching her collarbones before sliding down to firmly press against the tops of her breasts.
"S-somehow, your touch feels a bit lewd?"
Yeon-a jokes with a laugh.
I wrap my arm around her neck, pulling her toward me, and whisper in her ear.
"It's because Mom's body is lewd."
"... ..."
Yeon-a freezes, leaning against me.
I continue the massage, pressing my thumbs firmly against the tops of her breasts.
"Was my dick delicious?"
"Heup..."
Yeon-a inhales sharply as if she has the hiccups and stares at me with wide eyes.
"You were... awake...?"
"Of course I'd wake up with you sucking on it like that."
"Oh... I'm sorry..."
Yeon-a hangs her head with a guilty expression.
Her body trembles with guilt, and thinking she might cry, I quickly whisper in her ear again.
"I liked that you did it, Mom."
"... ..."
Yeon-a raises her head and looks at me with a dazed expression.
We are so close that our lips would touch if she just leaned in a little.
Looking closely at her thick eyelashes, I move my hands further down to knead the undersides of her breasts.
"Hng... but we..."
Yeon-a bites her finger, stifling a moan.
As I flick them from below, her soft breasts ripple like waves.
Lifting her breasts, I pinch her plump, protruding nipples with my thumb and forefinger. Yeon-a’s back arches, and she rests the back of her head on my shoulder.
Seeing her face as she endures the pleasure while looking at the ceiling is incredibly arousing.
"Yeon-woo... no... hng... we're mother and son—heee..."
"Are those words coming from the same mouth that held my dick?"
Yeon-a’s body shudders at the shame my words provoke.
"Did you come from the shame? You're a perverted mom."
"Haa, Yeon-woo, Mom—haaa, if you say things like that... haaa, chuup—hng..."
As Yeon-a talks nonsense, I suck on the finger she was biting. She reflexively kisses back, then startled, she quickly turns her head away.
I hug her frozen form, lift her slightly, and position my dick underneath her.
Sitting on my thighs, my dick peeks out from between her legs.
As soon as it touches her, her pussy tightens firmly as if trying to swallow the shaft.
Her head is turned, revealing her delicate neckline.
Starting from her shoulder, I kiss my way up to her neck and whisper into her ear, which is flushed red as she holds back her moans.
"I like you, Mom."
"Even if you like me, huu, mmm..."
As I slowly move my hips and rub my dick against her, Yeon-a stops mid-sentence and shuts her mouth again.
Struggling to hold back her moans, she looks at me with an expression that looks like she’s about to cry.
"Even if you like me, this isn't right... haang, ah-ha..."
Despite her words, Yeon-a’s pussy, with an expression that looks like it’s about to melt, pulses and tries to swallow more of the shaft.
Every time I rub against her, her labia majora part and slide along the shaft, and her clitoris at the very top is crushed against the glans.
Looking at Yeon-a, who is still holding out, I suck on her ear and whisper softly.
"In five seconds, I'm going to put it in Mom's pussy. Tell me if you don't want it."
"... ..."
There is no answer from her face, which is contorted as she endures the pleasure.
My dick, which had been slowly rubbing against her pussy, pulls back and then angles itself, hooking the glans at the entrance.
Yeon-a, who had been silent until then, grabs my wrist as I was freely fondling her breasts.
"No... we have to keep the line..."
But five seconds have already passed.
Squelch—
With a thrust of my hips, my dick plunges into Yeon-a’s pussy.
"Haaaang! Ha-at, ah, aang, hng, this, no, huaang..."
As my dick pierces through and drives deep inside her in one go, Yeon-a lets out a moan and writhes her body.
Having come again just from the penetration, Yeon-a arches her back stiffly, staring at the ceiling, before losing her strength and collapsing onto me.
"Haa... haa... with my son... I shouldn't be doing this... ha-ng..."
She pants and mutters that it's wrong, but her eyes are already glazed over with pleasure.
As my slowly moving dick ravages her pulsing, tightening vaginal walls, Yeon-a opens her mouth wide, her hips twitching, and buries her face in my neck.
"Ah-ut, ang, aang, hng, hu-at, hng."
Feeling the lewd skin that can only be felt from a deeply matured woman, I continue to thrust into her. Yeon-a begins to pant and suck on my neck.
Just like the foreplay I did earlier, Yeon-a crawls up my neck and, with a dazed expression, seeks my lips.
Having turned from a mother into a bitch, Yeon-a craves my tongue, and our tongues entwine in the air.
Wrapping her arms behind my head, she continues to kiss me with her breasts exposed.
Accepting her proactive attitude, I shake her insides, which are lined with thick walls of flesh, with my dick.
"Mom's pussy is delicious."
"Uut... don't say, don't say things like th—ee-ut, ha-uup, hng—"
She frowns every time I say something lewd, but Yeon-a can't finish her sentences because she’s too busy entwining her tongue with mine.
The water in the tub splashes onto the floor with a loud noise no matter how carefully we move.
Finding it difficult to move while sitting, I grab her and stand up.
Leaning her hands against the wall, Yeon-a looks up at me over her shoulder with an anxious gaze.
For her, who is still uneasy about this relationship, I thrust my dick with all my might into her pussy, which is dripping with water.
"Hag-ee-uk...! Ha-ng, hu-ut, aaaang!"
Slap— slap— slap—
Every time I vigorously swing my hips, our wet skin smacks together, and her breasts, swaying in the air, bounce rhythmically.
With every thrust, Yeon-a is pushed forward bit by bit. Now, she presses her cheek against the tiles and struggles to take my dick.
I grab her sturdy buttocks and pull them apart, causing her pussy to tighten firmly.
Her defenseless anus puckers, trying to close, but it can't overcome the force of my pulling and reveals its interior.
"Ha-uk, no, no-oo-hng...!"
Yeon-a quickly reaches back with her hand to defend her anus.
I don't particularly intend to use the back door.
Does she know that by spreading her cheeks like this, her pussy is tightening even more?
Droplets of water—whether sweat or bathwater, I can't tell—drip from our bodies, and vaginal fluids erupt from her pussy.
I grab Yeon-a’s neck and shoulders, where her wet hair is clinging, and thrust my dick in even harder.
"Ah, ah-ng, it's getting, it's getting bigger, ee-ut, hra-at, no, not inside."
Yeon-a, who has been saying "no" this whole time, senses my impending ejaculation and resists with all her might.
I don't intend to creampie her either, so after one last deep strike against her cervix, I pull my dick out.
Vaginal fluids drip from her pussy along with my dick, falling into the water in the tub.
As a weakened Yeon-a collapses with a splash, I present my dick to her face.
Wondering if this is okay, Yeon-a hesitates for a moment before taking my dick into her mouth.
Her tongue moves completely differently than it did this morning, as if she’s savoring it.
Her rough, strong tongue rubs against my stiff dick as if trying to melt it, and her mouth vacuums it powerfully.
The pleasure from the experienced widow's blowjob travels up my spine, and the urge to ejaculate, which I had been holding back, rushes in all at once.
Phut, gulp— phut, gulp— phut-phut-phut— gulp—
As I ejaculate, Yeon-a sucks like a vacuum cleaner, swallowing every bit of semen as it comes out.
With her incredible skill, it feels like even the last remnants inside my urethra are being sucked out.
Taking my clean dick—not a single drop of semen on it—out of her mouth, Yeon-a looks up at me with lewd eyes.
I slowly lower myself and give her a light kiss on the lips.
"I love you, Mom."
"... ... Me too..."
She hesitated for a moment, but soon, with the expression of a female in heat, Yeon-a gives a seductive smile.
Then, seeing my dick grow large again, her eyes widen.
"To think you've become such a magnificent man... I'm happy."
With a double meaning in her words, Yeon-a smiles shyly.
After that, we were lost in a trance of sex.
"Aang! Aang! It's filled to the brim! It's too big! Aaaang!"
While we were washing each other, Yeon-a rubbed my dick as if giving me a handjob, which got me excited, so I immediately plunged into her pussy.
"Chuu-up— chu-reuk, chup— I shouldn't... we're eating, ha-ng, chup, chup, gulp, gulp, my stomach is full of semen..."
While we were eating, I got hard again from the lewd look in her eyes and did it one more time.
Since it was just the two of us, we moved all around the house, continuously joining our bodies. Yeon-a became covered in vaginal fluids and semen to the point where the bath we took earlier was pointless.
Beep-beep-beep— Click
"Oppa— I'm home~"
Jeong So-yul enters with a bright face and sees me slumped on the sofa.
"Huh? Where's Mom?"
"She said she was tired and went to bed early."
Actually, she didn't just go to sleep; she passed out.
I had wiped her down, dressed her, and tucked her into bed.
I wonder if she'll be able to wake up in time for work tomorrow.
Just as I was thinking I should wake her up on time just in case, Jeong So-yul approaches with a devious smile.
"Then it's just the two of us?"
"Hey, Mom's in her room. And I'm tired."
"We can just be in our room too."
I was exhausted from dealing with Jeong Yeon-a, but Jeong So-yul shyly lifts her A-line skirt to show me her sexy underwear.
If you could even call it underwear... the fabric disappeared the further down it went, leaving her pussy completely exposed.
Despite her shy movements, Jeong So-yul, wearing the expression of a wicked succubus, smiles as she watches my dick gradually grow larger.
"Just lie down. I'll take care of everything."
Before I could even resist, she grabs my hand and leads me toward the bedroom.