Chapter 121: Do you find me disgusting like this?
by fnovelpia
Since there is no separate bathtub, in the not-so-spacious bathroom on the first floor, my mother and I share the same breath.
“Y-you’re saying I should press here…?”
My mother and I stood in a back-hug position that reminded me of lovers. She was pressed closely against my back, and her outstretched arms rested gently on my stomach.
And I was lifting my skirt upward to expose my lower body and navel, allowing her hand to fully touch my skin.
It was an awkward and embarrassing posture. My face gradually flushed with heat as the overwhelming shame crept in.
“Did that saintess make you like this?”
At my mother’s sharp voice, I nodded silently. A heavy silence lingered for a moment, and then my mother gently stroked my head as she spoke.
“Don’t worry. It’s not your fault. I’ll help you.”
“Th-thank you.”
“Should I press like this? Is it okay if I don’t sit down?”
“Yes, I’ve always done it like this…”
“O-okay.”
The sound of a dry swallow was clearly audible from behind.
My mother’s fingers slowly traced a circle below my navel.
“Should I press here…?”
I nodded. At the same time, her slender, delicate fingers gently pressed into my lower abdomen.
Slowly, tenderly.
But that was it.
Her overly cautious fingers pressed briefly and weakly against my lower abdomen before gradually retreating.
“Is this okay…?”
Mother looked at me with worried eyes, but her touch was so faint that I couldn’t feel anything.
“Could you… press a little harder…?”
“Harder…? How much harder?”
Her question made me hesitate for a moment.
What did Lillian do?
She didn’t pay attention to my reactions. Even when I begged her to stop, she mercilessly pressed on my lower abdomen.
Until I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Tell me, dear, what should I do?”
“Be… rough with me.”
There was no response. Puzzled, I turned my head slightly and met her wide, startled blue eyes.
“Be… rough?”
“Um… Mother, since you cherish me so much, please treat me roughly….”
“Uh, uh…”
“Is that not okay…?”
“Hah, but my daughter. How could I possibly treat you roughly—”
“Ah, it’s fine if it’s you, Mother… No matter how rough you are, it’s okay….”
For a moment, the focus in Mother’s eyes slightly blurred.
She stared at me blankly for a long time, then bit her lip.
“Are you really okay with this?”
“…Yes.”
And finally, Mother’s fingers began to move again.
Squish—
Unlike before, her fingers dug deep into my lower abdomen.
“Ah……!”
The sudden intensity made my back arch involuntarily. A sharp sensation spread from my lower abdomen to my entire body, and a high-pitched moan escaped my lips.
And at the same time, the culmination of the shame I had been holding back began to seep out between my legs.
I quickly pulled down my underwear before it got any wetter. Mother, as if entranced, lowered her head and gazed at the space between my legs.
“Uh, Mother….”
“Mother……?”
“Uh, uh?”
It was a startled reaction. Her face was as red as my cheeks.
She must feel uncomfortable and embarrassed too. I couldn’t imagine how unpleasant it must be for her to help her daughter, who had even finished her coming-of-age ceremony, with something like this.
Yet, despite that, she endured the embarrassment and stepped forward for me. I was so grateful for that, and it made me feel guilty.
“…Huu.”
A rough breath came from behind. Mother was still looking between my legs. It felt like her eyes had grown slightly cloudier than before.
“Can, can you press harder?”
“….”
“Yes, uh, please press my lower abdomen roughly until you get tired of it, Mother….”
No answer came back. Instead, her fingers dug deeper into my lower abdomen once more.
It didn’t end with just one press. Unlike before, she repeatedly pressed my stomach without paying attention to my reactions.
“Ah? Ugh!”
My body grew hot as the overflowing physiological phenomenon intensified. Every time Mother pressed my stomach, a faint stream of liquid trickled down.
Squeeze— press—
Mother’s fingers kept moving without rest. The intensity wasn’t much different from Lillian’s. No, rather, her movements were even more stimulating than Lillian’s.
Perhaps it was because she was the one who gave birth to this body. It felt as though she knew exactly where to touch to make my body react.
“Ah, ! Mother…ugh….”
From someone else’s perspective, this must seem vulgar and absurd.
But if I said that even in this situation, I felt an abundance of Mother’s love and affection, and that it made me happy, would that make me seem too perverse?
Squeeze— press—
Not long after Mother began pressing my stomach roughly,
My anxious body began to reach its peak. Waves of dizzying sensations surged from my lower abdomen, as if trying to escape my body.
“Ah!”
Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.
“Uh, Mother, I, I can’t hold it anymore…”
Squeeze— Squeeze—
“Ah, Mother—! I, I can’t hold it anymore….”
“Just leave it to me, and relax, my daughter.”
Was it just my imagination? Mother’s trembling voice sounded somewhat angry.
But I had no time to ponder her emotions. The physiological instinct I had been suppressing for so long was now bursting forth uncontrollably.
“Ah, uh, Mother. I, I can’t… anymore…”
As if responding to my words, Mother pressed down on my lower abdomen with even more force than before.
“Ah?!”
It felt as though her fingers had reached deep into my belly, touching a secret place within me.
A dizzying sensation that nearly numbed my brain. Because of it, the last bit of strength holding my waist gave way.
“Ah, ah, ah…! Mom…”
My waist trembled uncontrollably.
A transparent stream became visible. Part of it weakly wet my legs.
The sound of the stream hitting the toilet water echoed through the space. Apart from that, there was only my excited moaning.
Even as the stream continued, Mother gently stroked my belly without saying a word.
“Uh, Mother…”
“It’s okay, my daughter. You don’t have to be ashamed.”
“Ah, uh…”
At the end of a long moment filled only with the sound of water, my weakened body melted onto the floor. Mother silently caught me from behind.
Mother lifted my head. The distance was so close that if I leaned forward just a bit, our lips would touch.
I could clearly feel Mother’s breath. It carried a faint scent of jasmine.
The mingling of our breaths raised the temperature around us. The bathroom mirror was already completely fogged up.
“Are you feeling better now?”
Mother’s voice was quiet, but it carried a subtle warmth.
“…Yes, thanks to you, Mother.”
My answer was half-truthful.
It was true that my body felt much lighter than before. But the sense of liberation deep within my heart wasn’t the same as it had been with Lillian.
Even though I knew the reason, I couldn’t tell Mother.
My gaze naturally drifted to Mother’s lips. Thick, smooth, and as captivating as red petals.
I stared at those lips for a long time before feeling my face flush and hurriedly lowering my head.
I couldn’t possibly say it.
If I wanted to do the same as with Lillian, I would have to kiss her while pressing on my lower abdomen.
How could I even bring that up?
“From now on, leave things like this to me.”
“Huh?”
“I don’t think I could ever allow anyone else to touch you like this.”
I understood Mother’s feelings. The request I had made to her was not something an ordinary person would do. It was no wonder she felt this way.
“Mother… do you find me disgusting like this?”
“Disgust?”
Mother’s eyes wavered for a moment, then she frowned.
“Don’t say such things. My lovely daughter couldn’t possibly be disgusting. No, rather—”
Suddenly, she stopped speaking and looked at me with trembling eyes. I quietly waited for her next words, but it seemed she had decided to swallow them.
“My dear, no matter what you do, I will always love you. So, don’t hesitate to ask me for anything.”
Mother gently brushed the hair from my temple and tucked it behind my ear. Her bright smile warmed my heart and momentarily lifted the heavy thoughts from my mind.
Really, can I ask for anything?
If so, what if next time…
‘Am I crazy?’
For a moment, I thought about kissing my mother. Even to me, it felt disgusting.
There are lines that shouldn’t be crossed. No matter how much Lillian had tamed me with kisses and the stimulation of my lower abdomen, I couldn’t make such a request to my mother.
Instead, maybe this kind of request would be okay.
“Then… can I sleep with you tonight?”
In the past, my mother had always liked having me by her side. I believed she would readily agree with that warm smile.
“…….”
But contrary to my expectations, my mother looked at me in silence for a while. Her expression held emotions that weren’t easy to decipher.
It took a long time before I got an answer.
“…Alright.”
Why?
My mother didn’t look me in the eye.
Could she be angry…?
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