The Mother I Use Whenever I Want
Mom stood in front of the phone with a filthy smile on her face. I stood beside her, fastening the toys I had brought onto her body. They were the kind of obscenely explicit tools you would never normally put on a woman, yet Mom wore every one of them without the slightest resistance.
"Nngh🤍"
The moment I clipped the nose hook onto her, Mom flinched hard. The second she saw her own reflection on the phone screen, thick pussy juice began to trickle down her thighs.
Standing next to her own son, she was no longer a mother—just a single sow. The shame of it was something she had never tasted before, and it was making her burn with excitement.
Aaaah🤍 I really have become a sow🤍🤍🤍🤍
Tears rolled down Mom's cheeks, but they were not tears of sorrow. They were tears of pure happiness that her abnormal, hopeless dream had finally come true.
"All right. Do it the way I taught you earlier."
"Yes🤍"
When I whispered the order into her ear while she was still drowning in emotion, Mom smiled with pure bliss. She squatted down, then spread her legs wide open, putting her soaking wet pussy on full display. Both hands went behind her head so that her armpits were completely exposed.
Jingle, jingle.
The little bells hanging from the clamps on her nipples rang with a clear, bright sound, announcing to the world that a sow was present.
"I, Lee Jihee, swear from this moment forward that I will serve my son, Lee Heetae, as my Master for the rest of my life🤍 I renounce every human right I possess and become nothing more than a sow. I swear to obey Master's every command wherever and whenever he gives it, and to offer him everything I am🤍🤍"
Hearing Mom declare that she was abandoning not only everything she owned but even her own human rights told me just how deep her masochism ran. I had given her the words, yes—but the fact that she could recite them without the slightest hesitation filled me with a deep, satisfying sense of conquest.
"Good girl, Jihee."
"Y-yes🤍 Thank you, Master."
I had casually used her name, yet there was no longer even a trace of the mother left in her. Mom had chosen to live as my sow rather than as a mother, and to her I was no longer her son. I was the Master who owned every part of her, the one who had made her dream come true.
"I was planning to stop here for today, but you're just too damn lewd, Mom. Look what you've done again."
I couldn't hold back after seeing how filthy she looked. My cock was already rock hard again. Without a second thought I scooped her up, tossed her onto the bed, and fucked her all over again. Mom was already past her physical limit, yet she took every bit of my lust until she finally passed out. Only after night had fallen did we head home together.
"We're back."
"We're home."
"Oh~ You two came back together?"
"Yeah, we ran into each other out front and walked the rest of the way."
When we stepped into the house, Dohee—wearing a plain white T-shirt and dolphin shorts—looked us over. Even though Mom and I had come in together, she didn't find anything the least bit strange about it and simply went back to watching TV.
No matter how we arrived side by side, the idea of suspecting a mother and son was so absurd that it never even crossed her mind. Mom was a little nervous, but I ignored her fretting and we went inside together. Just as expected, Dohee let it slide without a second thought.
Squeeze.
"Nnngh🤍"
"Time to go back to being Mom."
"O-okay🤍"
While Dohee wasn't looking I gave Mom's ass a hard squeeze and whispered to her. She said she understood, but her cheeks were still faintly flushed—the heat hadn't completely faded yet. The thought that the same woman who had been squealing like a sow under my cock only a few dozen minutes earlier was now standing in front of her daughters as the ordinary mother again was enough to get me hard all over again.
And just like that, Mom became my sow.
Clatter, clatter.
Twitch, twitch.
"W-what are you doing right now, Oppa...?"
"Hmm? Oh, I'm just helping Mom with the dishes."
"Really? That's weird..."
"If you're not going to help, Dohee, go sit down."
"Fiiine~"
"Hnnnngh🤍"
"What was that?"
"N-nothing!"
A full week had passed since Mom officially became my slave. That entire week had felt like living inside a dream.
Every morning Mom would come to me wearing the most lewd, provocative lingerie imaginable, just to manage my morning load. Because Dohee and Seohee's rooms were right next door, I had to keep the noise down as much as possible, so my daily routine was to shove Mom's face into a pillow and rail her like I was raping her.
At lunchtime the house was empty except for me, so I spent the hours looking at the photos Mom had taken and satisfying myself. During her company's lunch break she would send me videos of herself masturbating along with texts and pictures, proudly showing off that she was my slave and counting the hours until evening.
In the evenings I would fuck Mom for a short while before Dohee and Seohee got home, then act normal until I could sneak sex or little games behind Dohee's back.
Seohee never seemed to care what we were doing; I never once caught her noticing anything. Dohee, on the other hand, had started giving us odd looks because of the way Mom and I had changed lately. Still, with no real evidence and the whole idea being too ridiculous to believe, she never quite reached the correct answer.
Right now, after dinner, Dohee was watching TV and Seohee had gone into her room, leaving Mom and me at the sink doing the dishes. Of course the dishes were just an excuse. I was standing behind Mom, her panties pulled down just enough, using her pussy like a fleshlight.
"You're clamping down so hard just because Dohee talked to you, huh, Mom?"
"Hnnngh🤍 I-I got startled—hnghk🤍"
I kept thrusting into her slowly so Dohee wouldn't notice, but the fact that she was being fucked right in front of her own daughter had Mom so insanely aroused that her pussy refused to loosen even a little. She was squeezing even tighter than usual; it was obvious she had a real talent for exhibitionism too.
"I'm going to move a little faster."
"Okay🤍 Do whatever you want, son."
Thump, thump, thump, squelch, thrust, thump.
True to the vow she had sworn as my slave, even though speeding up risked getting caught by her daughter, Mom still put my pleasure first and started swinging her hips on her own, working hard for me.
"Hnnnnngh🤍🤍🤍"
Mom came while desperately muffling her voice so Dohee wouldn't hear, spraying her juices all over the cabinets.
"I haven't finished yet, you know."
"S-sorry, son🤍 Mom already came, but keep using me🤍"
She told me not to worry about the fact that she had climaxed. Even though her legs and ass were still trembling from the orgasm, she kept moving, stimulating my cock for me.
"Nngh—"
Thanks to her efforts I felt my own orgasm rising fast, and I unloaded straight into Mom's pussy.
"Hoooooh🤍"
The moment my cum flooded into her she came again. She grabbed the edge of the sink and shook all over, barely managing to stay upright.
"Haaah~ That was good. Mom's onahole pussy really is useful."
I gave her ass a light slap, wiped the cum and juices off my cock with her panties, then stuffed the soiled fabric roughly back into her pussy. After that I casually walked over and sat down next to Dohee to watch TV with her.
I had just used Mom like a fleshlight, yet I felt not the slightest shred of guilt. Anyone else watching would have called it something a human being should never do, but to Mom it was pure happiness—proof that her Master was satisfied enough to use her.
"Come watch with us, Mom."
"Yes, right here."
Apparently finished with the dishes and cleanup, Mom came over and sat down so she could watch TV with us.
We were sitting in the order Dohee, me, Mom. The drama Dohee loved was on, so she was completely absorbed in the screen.
Twitch.
With my left hand, carefully so Dohee wouldn't notice, I casually grabbed Mom's ass.
She glanced at me in mild surprise, but at this point Mom couldn't refuse any order I gave her. Even if I pulled my pants down right now and started fucking her, she wouldn't resist. Of course I had no intention of going that far at the moment—but I also had no intention of stopping my little games.
Mom's soft, springy ass was too big to fit in one hand, which made it all the more fun to squeeze. Even though I had just creampied her pussy minutes earlier, she still shifted her hips as if it wasn't enough, adjusting into a position that made it easier for me to play with her.
When I slid my hand deeper, my fingers reached her pussy—and the panties I had stuffed inside earlier were still sitting there. Using Mom's cunt as a trash can was a pretty low thing to do, but this was a woman who would call her own pussy a trash can without hesitation. Even now she was dripping more juice and getting more turned on.
I was enjoying her attitude and was just about to slip a finger into her when a voice came from behind us.
"Mom..."
Twitch!!
"Y-yes? What is it, Seohee?"
I had just pushed my middle finger into Mom's pussy so I could properly play with her when Seohee spoke up. She was standing behind the sofa looking down at us with that same blank expression she always wore, so it was impossible to tell whether she had noticed anything or not. The sudden situation even made cold sweat run down my back.
Mom and I were pressed tightly together; unless someone looked carefully it shouldn't have been obvious. But because Seohee's face was completely unreadable, a heavy silence and tension settled between us for a moment.
"The scissors... where are they...?"
"They're in the drawer over there."
"Okay..."
Thankfully Seohee seemed not to have noticed. Once she finished what she needed, she took the scissors and went back into her room.
Twitch, twitch.
The close call had excited Mom so much that she came lightly, soaking my hand with her juices. Luckily Dohee was still completely absorbed in the TV and paid us no attention at all. Mom was incredibly turned on by what had just happened; her eyes were slightly unfocused and her nipples were so stiff they were clearly visible even through her clothes. If Dohee had looked our way right then, it would have been a dangerous situation that could have raised real suspicion.
Still, we managed to get through the crisis. We acted completely natural after that—Mom went to take a shower and I headed back to my room, the danger safely behind us.