episode_0105

It’s the second day since I spent time with my family.

“Sigh..♡”

I woke up to Gina’s morning call as usual, and after she surprised me by saying she wanted to show off the bag I bought her yesterday to her friends, I left the room still half-asleep and not putting on my underwear.

Less–

As in any normal daily routine, I hear my mom doing the dishes.

It’s just like that time.

The day the world first changed…

“Oh, son? Are you awake?”

Looking at my mother’s slightly protruding abdomen, I felt a strange sense of guilt and satisfaction, and I smiled at my mother and answered her with those feelings in mind.

“Yes, did you sleep well yesterday?”

He sneaks up behind his mother and squeezes her butt with his left hand.

I held her plump, soft flesh in my hand, and as I squeezed it with force, the flesh of her buttocks squished under my fingers, giving me a pleasant sensation and a sense of depravity as if I were kneading my mother’s buttocks.

Isn’t this the dream of every ordinary son?

It’s like I’m casually rubbing my mom’s butt and continuing a normal conversation in my daily life…

“Mom, always sleep well. What time did your son go to bed and why are you up now? I could hear the sound of him rolling around all the way to Mom’s room.”

“Ah.. Sorry for being noisy.”

“Hehe, our son… Mom is always okay, so don’t apologize for something like that. By the way, did you have anal sex with Gina? Our Gina moans a lot.”

My mother spoke without erasing her kind smile.

I guess you like these kinds of everyday conversations and interactions, just like I do.

Even though I’m squeezing my mom’s butt and the topic of conversation is what kind of sex I had with my real sister or my mom’s daughter, Gina.

Well, if we like each other, then it’s good, right?

“It wasn’t anal, I just saw it.”

“Oh my..? Isn’t it a case of hypersensitivity? Is Jinna really good at acting?”

Kwak

I grabbed my mom’s butt hard and shook it, enjoying the sensation.

Cast cast cast

He answered, beginning to gently stroke it again.

“If I tell you to feel it with your eyes, you feel it?”

“Huh..?”

My mother pretended not to understand and nodded, but soon she seemed to have understood it on her own and continued washing the dishes.

“I don’t know the principle either. But it’s really amazing. They say that in terms of human structure, there are no nerves connected to the female genitalia, right?”

“Mom can’t say anything about that either…because she doesn’t know anything. But it’s proof that her son is special, so Mom feels good, right? Hehe..”

“Hey, when was I ever not special?”

“My son is right~ Hehe..By the way, if you keep touching mommy’s butt, it might wear out?”

Cast cast cast

Even while we were talking about this and that, I was still rubbing my mom’s butt. My mom, who obviously knew that, smiled faintly as if she thought I was cute and said,

“Don’t worry, even your mom’s worn-out butt will look good.”

“Hehe, is that something you say to your mom?”

Mom, who spoke as if scolding me, but had a smile on her face and mouth, took off her rubber gloves after finishing washing the dishes.

“Okay! Dishes done~! Our son’s butt-sucking time is over.”

It may sound childish, but it’s true…

When my mother, who used to rub my butt, says that to me, her own son… it really pisses me off.

Is it because you don’t get along well with your mom these days?

I get turned on by things like just having my butt rubbed or my mom talking dirty to me.

“Do you have plans today?”

“Mom, you have plans with your friends today? Oh! Do you want to go together? I think your friends will be happy to see our son, too?”

“Are you all pretty?”

“This guy too..is there nothing but dirty things in his mind? As for his appearance..um..is he similar to his mother?”’

“Let’s go right now..!”

“Phuhut…Eww. Okay, okay, so don’t pull it? Hey, when I tell you not to pull on my clothes, doesn’t that mean you should pull on my chest instead?”

But…

“Is it too soft?”

“I’ll let you touch it after I’ve prepared everything first. Okay?”

“Yes..”

My mom, who patted my head as if to say that I was kind, went into the bedroom, probably to change clothes, and I followed her with my phone camera turned on.

“Huh? You want to take a picture of Mom changing clothes? Are you going to use me as your daughter?”

A mother who asks her own son in a gentle tone if he wants to film her changing clothes and use it as a material for her daughter.

There should be more mothers like this in the world.

Should we introduce a bill that makes it natural for mothers to take care of their sons’ sexual needs?

As my mom started changing her clothes, I shook off my distracting thoughts and started taking pictures of everything with my phone camera.

When changing her bra, take a picture of her getting close and feeling her breasts, or when changing her panties, take a picture of her spreading her pussy.

“What are you going to wear?”

“What kind of clothes will Mom wear? This! What do you think? Will it suit her well?”

The clothes my mom took out were beige one-piece dresses.

A one-piece dress with no pattern, but with small frills at the end of the skirt.

“..How about this instead?”

What I took out of my mother’s closet was also a navy blue one-piece dress.

However, unlike the beige one-piece, the navy one-piece had a very low cleavage and the skirt was shorter.

Moreover, it is so narrow that it seems like it would stick to you and reveal your body if you put it on.

“Hmm… isn’t that a bit too much for mom’s age..?”

“Mom. If you wear this while looking like a mom, men who pass by will probably imagine having sex with you and swear at you?”

“Phew. Okay, okay. Mom will dress our son up specially for his taste.”

My mother smiled cutely as if she was looking at me as if I was a bachelor, and took the blue one-piece dress from me.

“..What is my taste?”

“Wasn’t it because your mother’s body was exposed that other men who saw it felt aroused by looking at your mother’s body and jerking off?”

uh..

uh..

Right…me..?

“The desire to show off is stronger than that..”

“Hmm.. Really?”

“…maybe.”

My mom giggled, roughly stroked my head, and put on a blue one-piece dress without a bra.

Since my taste in panties was revealed in the news last time, my mom doesn’t want to go out without panties.

You’re still wearing white cotton panties that a middle school student would wear…

..I hate it the most when those panties are seen peeking out or when the wind blows the skirt up.

It’s purely a matter of personal preference.

“Okay, Mom, ready to go! Son, are you going to go out like that?”

“Yes.”

For the top, there is a t-shirt from a luxury brand that Gina had chosen for me before.

Below…just a bunch of big fish hanging around.

end.

Even if I wear something like pants… I’m just going to take them off anyway, right?

It’s annoying.

“Okay. Ugh… It’s getting pretty late… Maybe I shouldn’t have done the dishes..? Let’s go out, son!”

I followed my mother, who started running with short steps because of her narrow skirt.

***

“That’s the meeting place. What do you think? The atmosphere looks pretty good, right?”

“..The only downside is that there is no parking lot.”

“Hmm…that’s true.”

After parking my car in a paid parking lot, I was walking down the street toward a medieval European-style cafe in the distance when I saw my mother’s blue one-piece dress skirt gradually rising as she walked.

Naturally, Mom’s panties were exposed, and the men among the passersby stared at them.

It’s not that annoying or anything.

Anyway, the best they can do is watch and cheer.

I was once in that situation too, so please be generous.

I put my hand on my mother’s buttocks, where only her panties and the lower part of her buttocks were slightly exposed, and stroked them.

As my hands covered the entirety of my mother’s butt, the navy dress was naturally pushed up, completely exposing my mother’s butt covered in her panties.

I was caressing that butt, and I started to knead it with more force little by little. As we walked down the street… to be exact, many people’s eyes were focused on my mom’s butt being kneaded.

“Does this kid like it that much when his mom exposes herself? Or did he just want to touch her butt?”

My mother still smiles kindly at me and speaks softly to me.

My mother didn’t seem to care at all about the gazes of the men around her.

“..Are you okay?”

“Phew.. Are you asking me that now? Mom doesn’t care? Mom only thinks about our son, and doesn’t think about other men at all? Ah! I guess treating him like an invisible person is the right expression.”

A sense of relief seeps into my heart as I hear my mother’s answer, which doesn’t seem to contain even an inch of falsehood.

..If you’re going to feel relieved by something like this, then why are you making your mother’s butt exposed on the street and rubbing it?

I think it might be the same reason why netorare manga is popular.

“Sister, you probably don’t like this kind of thing, right?”

As if his mother was doing the dishes, they start having a normal conversation again, but the only thing that is unusual is Minjun kneading his real mother’s butt.

However, people who see Minjun, or men who see Minjun’s mother’s panties or buttocks, do not feel anything strange.

Eunseong continued the conversation, delighted at the daily conversation he was having with his son again.

“I guess so..? Jooyoung hates men..our son is the only exception…so my son has no choice but to take responsibility and live, right?”

“…”

At his mother’s words, Minjun suddenly remembered the memory of pretending to be another man and blindfolding his older sister and raping her.

“…Why, son? Is your mom’s butt not nice? Do you want to touch your breasts? Or is your mom exposing her breasts for other people to see?”

“Oh, no, that’s not it. I was just thinking about something else.”

Thinking about that time…I get an erection.

..was it originally erect?

Well, I kept rubbing my mom’s butt, so there’s no way I wouldn’t get an erection.

It’s me after all.

“…Is it really hard to hold back? Should I pull out a leg for you in a place where there are no people?”

“..But, I was already late for the appointment..”

“It’s okay. He’s our son, so Mom’s friends will understand. Okay? It seems like our son is holding back, so Mom’s heart aches… Mom will pull out one of your feet with your bare hands, so let’s go feeling refreshed, okay? Okay?”

“..yes.”

Mom must be aware of what she’s saying…

Because that’s the kind of world this is.

So my mom and I headed to an alley where there were no people (I made it so).