Mom Is a Heat-Crazy Slut~
Looking at Mother, who had swallowed every last drop of my semen, my desire only swelled further—but unfortunately, my body seemed to have hit its limit and wasn't responding well.
I came way too much today…
Between this morning, lunch, and now, I had already ejaculated so many times that my cock was starting to ache. As much as I wanted to cross that final line with Mother, forcing it now would probably just end in the worst experience of my life.
There'll be plenty more chances!
Even if we didn't go all the way tonight, the opportunities ahead were endless. She had told me herself that she would help me whenever and wherever I wanted—this wasn't some one-time thing. Trusting those words, I decided stopping here for today was the right call.
"Alright, Mom… I'm heading back to my room now."
"Huh? O-oh… right. You must be tired. Go get some rest."
My unexpected words left Mother looking a little flustered, but the memory of just how many handjobs she'd given me today must have caught up with her, because she accepted it without protest.
"Th-then I'll be going. Good night."
"Okay. Sleep well."
The regret on her face made me feel the same, but there was nothing I could do about it. The image I'd always held of Mother had been completely shattered; I could feel just how filthy and lewd she really was. And while I was thoroughly satisfied, I hadn't even touched her once—her body had to be burning up right now.
Yeah… Mother too…
The thought that she was just as worked up as me made me realize that crossing that final line with her might come sooner than expected. I pulled my pants on roughly and left the room.
"Haaaah… leaving Mom like this and just walking away… what a shame."
Watching her son's retreating back, Jihee let out a long sigh heavy with frustration. Still, she knew he had already jerked off so many times today that pushing further would be impossible. Reluctantly, she had no choice but to let him go.
"If I think of this as neglect play… haaaang♡"
The idea that he had deliberately left her body burning like this—as a form of neglect play—only made her heat up more. Her submission toward her son deepened, and a rather satisfied thrill ran through her.
Squelch.
"How long has it been since I got this wet… fufufu."
When she stood up, the love juices that had soaked straight through her panties had already formed a little puddle on the floor. The narrow purple fabric had darkened completely, silently advertising just how much she had gushed.
"I put this on just in case, but I'm so glad I did♡"
Normally she slept in a soft silk one-piece, but tonight she had deliberately chosen an outfit designed to stoke a man's lust—just in case the beast inside her son awoke and decided to pounce. Her hunch had been right. Seeing him get hard the moment he looked at her had set her own body on fire.
"Haa♡ My son must have noticed Mom was in heat, right?"
She had dressed and acted this way specifically to provoke him; of course he noticed. The sheer negligee had left nothing of her breasts and nipples to the imagination, and that manly look on his face when he stared down at her had told her the plan was working. She was thoroughly pleased.
This was only the beginning of her scheme, so there was no need to rush. She had expected him to take at least a week before seeking her out again, yet he had come to her the very same day—that alone was enough to surprise her. His leaving now didn't bother her at all.
"But still… I'm so worked up… ang♡ haang♡ heuang♡"
Squish-squish-squish-squish.
In the end, Jihee couldn't control her overheated body. She sank right back down onto the floor where she had just been kneeling and servicing her son, and started masturbating. His semen was slowly drying on her face, and the thick taste of the load she had gulped down still lingered in her mouth—perfect seasoning for her self-pleasure.
The scent rising from her own face and lips was far richer than the cum-stained panties and pants she had stolen that morning. There was no better side dish than this.
Eyes closed, Jihee pictured her son looking down at her with the eyes of a predator sizing up its prey, raking his gaze over every inch of her body.
'Bitch of a dog.' 'Heat-crazed sow.' 'Cheap slut of a mom who soaks herself just looking at her son.' 'Living onahole.'
"Heuuuuung♡ M-Mom is a heat-crazy bitch♡♡♡♡"
Imagining her son looking down on her, sneering at her, degrading her—her excitement spiked to the extreme. She had always masturbated to fantasies like this, but tonight she had actually sucked his cock, swallowed his cum, and used her face like a toilet to catch his load. The fantasy felt almost real.
"Haa♡ Fuck Mom, Son!! Mom's pussy is your personal cock-sleeve♡ Take Mom's pussyyy♡♡♡♡"
Reporting to the son who existed only in her mind, Jihee trembled from the waist up as a massive climax crashed over her.
Fssshhhhh!!! Fssshhhhh!!! Fssshhhhh!!!
"Euuuuooot♡ M-Mom's cummingggg—!"
At the peak of her orgasm, Jihee planted both hands on the floor behind her, knees spread wide and slightly lifted, and sprayed love juice exactly like she was pissing. Even through her panties the fluid punched straight through, staining the floor—but her mind was so pickled in pleasure that she didn't care. She rode the climax with an ahegao face she had never once shown another living soul.
Her eyes had rolled halfway back, showing the whites. Her mouth hung open, tongue lolling out as drool dripped onto her breasts. The expression was more vulgar than any cheap whore's, and it revealed her true nature perfectly.
"Haa♡ haa♡ haa♡"
Still riding the aftershocks, Jihee glanced at the filthy floor and her own body—but far from feeling dirty, she was swimming in a pleasure so enormous it felt brand-new.
"If we actually do it for real…♡"
Anticipation for the future already blooming, she wiped the floor and her body just enough to be presentable, left the semen on her face exactly as it was, and fell asleep savoring the thick musk of her son's cum.
After a quick shower I returned to my room and collapsed onto the bed. The events of a few minutes ago already felt like a dream.
"Mom…"
The image of her gripping and stroking my cock… of her sucking it… of her licking the head while she pumped me… even though I had been sure I was spent, my dick stirred again at the memory.
"Was I always this bad?"
I had known my sex drive was on the strong side, but the fact that I could still get hard after everything today genuinely surprised me. The filthy side of Mother I had never known existed had stirred the lust sleeping inside me; it was leaking out little by little, threatening to overflow.
"If things keep going like this… I really will… with Mom…"
I swallowed hard.
The thought that I could actually cross that final line with her made me want to charge straight back into her room—but I held myself in check. Rushing would only ruin everything. I would advance carefully, restrain myself as much as possible, and in the end make Mother into my woman completely. With that resolution settled, I drifted into a thoroughly satisfied sleep.
"Mmm…"
Morning arrived and I woke feeling completely refreshed. The clock read seven—still early—but my body was overflowing with energy, so I got up and headed for the living room. As expected, my little sisters Dohee and Seohee were still dead asleep; there was no sign of them.
"Oh my? You're up early. There's still time before breakfast, so go watch some TV."
Mother was already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. She acted as if nothing at all had happened the night before. For a second I wondered whether the whole thing really had been a dream—but the lingering sensation of her mouth around my cock told me otherwise.
Even though it was still early, she was already dressed for work: gray suit jacket and matching pencil skirt, the perfect picture of the usual Mom.
Watching her from behind, the memory of the lewd woman who had dragged me into her room last night—and of that ass—came flooding back. I steeled myself and walked up to her.
"What is i—?!"
She must have sensed my approach, because she spoke without turning around—until I grabbed her ass. She flinched once, then fell silent.
An awkward silence stretched between mother and son. For a moment I worried I had made a mistake, but there was no backing down now. I kept my hands right where they were and kneaded her cheeks thoroughly.
In any other household, this kind of sexual harassment between mother and son would have gotten me thrown out on the street. But after confirming just how filthy she was last night, I decided it was more than fine. I finally put my hands on that plump, juicy ass I had always wanted to feel.
"Heuung… Heetae."
At the sound of her calling my name I answered boldly, nerves still humming under my skin.
"Yes."
My hands never stopped. I squeezed even harder and looked down at Mom from above.