Aunt Gyuri

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    “I found it while rummaging through Mom’s room, in the drawer at first.”

    “Found what?”

    “The SM tools, you know? Black blindfold, handcuffs, a red dog collar, and a leash.”

    “Really?”

    Thanks to Cheol-jin’s influence, SM wasn’t unfamiliar to me.

    “But Mom’s name was written on the inside of the red dog collar! It said, ‘Whore Slave Park Gyu-ri’… I found it about a month ago? At first, I wasn’t sure. But it seems like my mom is genuinely an M, you know?”

    “A few days ago, my dad went on a business trip and stopped by the house for the first time in a while. It was before dinner, and I was watching TV in the living room. Suddenly, I heard a pang sound from the kitchen. I turned around, and Dad was taking out water from the fridge, and Mom was cooking in front of the sink, right?”

    “Even though it was such a loud noise, she was so calm… When I looked closely, Mom was wearing that dog collar. That red dog collar that said, ‘Whore Slave Park Gyu-ri.’ Her face was bright red… She was doing a shame play and getting excited in front of her own son!”

    “After Dad went back on his business trip, I was alone with Mom, so I pretended to be crazy and hit her once. When Mom was doing the dishes, you know? As soon as I hit her, Mom was surprised and turned around right away, and I thought, ‘Oh, shit.’ I wondered if I had done something crazy… I thought I was going to die by Mom’s hands, and I felt like I was going to cry.”

    “But Mom just sighed deeply and turned away, pretending not to notice?! She seemed resigned… Half in doubt, I hit her again a little later… But she still didn’t react?… I thought my heart was going to explode. After that, I kept hitting Mom’s ass until she finished doing the dishes, but she didn’t say a word in the end.”

    “After she finished doing the dishes, her face was red, and she said she was tired and was going to sleep first, and went into her room. That day, I think I jerked off like five times in that spot. Do you believe my story?”

    I couldn’t help but be surprised by Cheol-jin’s story.

    That Gyu-ri Ajumma I had known since I was a kid…

    “Do you want to hit my mom once too?”

    Shi-woo was surprised once again by Cheol-jin’s suggestion.

    Even so, asking his friend if he wanted to hit his mom, I wondered if this bastard had lost his mind.

    My body was getting excited and trembling.

    The chance to hit that Gyu-ri Ajumma’s ass, I had never even thought about it once in my life.

    But I couldn’t bring myself to answer easily.

    Mom’s angry face came to mind.

    At the same time, the faces of my family, greatly disappointed in Shi-woo, also came to mind.

    “Hey, if it gets into Mom’s ears, I might get beaten to death.”

    “Ah, you scaredy-cat~! I told you it’s okay, didn’t I? Didn’t you see it earlier? Ugh~ You pathetic bastard.”

    In the end, Shi-woo couldn’t do anything.

    When Shi-woo was leaving Cheol-jin’s house, Gyu-ri Ajumma greeted Shi-woo as usual, as if nothing had happened with Cheol-jin.

    That attitude seemed to make Shi-woo even more excited.

    All the way home, Shi-woo was excited, imagining hitting Gyu-ri Ajumma’s ass.

    Then, he shook his head, feeling guilty as he thought of Mom’s angry face.

    It was an extreme sense of guilt mixed with fear, apology, and anxiety.

    That chaotic state was repeating itself continuously.

    After repeating that for a while, at some point, I realized that the target of hitting the ass had changed from Gyu-ri Ajumma to Mom.

    In that instant, a chilling thrill ran through Shi-woo’s entire body.

    In Shi-woo’s imagination, there was no longer a disappointed and angry-faced Mom.

    There was only ‘Whore Slave Na Seon-mi,’ her face flushed and excited from being hit on the ass by her son.

    Shi-woo’s body trembled with uncontrollable excitement.

    **

    After returning home, Shi-woo couldn’t calm down.

    I couldn’t look Mom in the face when I came in.

    The sound of the cracking noise when Cheol-jin’s hand hit Gyu-ri Ajumma’s ass still seemed to be vividly ringing in my ears.

    Even Gyu-ri Ajumma’s expression of being momentarily stiff and flustered was still vivid in my mind.

    I could now easily picture Mom’s face making the same expression as that Gyu-ri Ajumma.

    Sitting down in my room, Shi-woo thought.

    What would happen if I hit Mom’s ass?

    Maybe that day would be another day of mourning.

    But even so, I thought it would be nice to see Mom’s face flushed and embarrassed.

    In that instant, I imagined Mom wearing a dog collar, leaning against the sink with her ass sticking out and bending forward.

    A dizzying pleasure seemed to engulf my entire body.

    The thing that had been erect since earlier was now as huge as it could get, as if it had reached its limit.

    Shi-woo locked the door and began to masturbate for the first time, targeting Mom.

    Mom was a slave.

    Wearing a dog collar, with a leash held, leaning against the sink with her ass sticking out.

    With Shi-woo’s huge thing thrusting into her from behind like a dog, she was getting her ass beat.

    Each time she was hit, Mom breathed heavily and faintly let out a moan, barely holding it in.

    After violating Mom as a conqueror for a long time, Shi-woo was finally experiencing the ultimate pleasure of pouring everything from behind into Mom’s womb.

    “Ah… Mom… Seon-mi-yah~”

    Shi-woo’s enormous amount of semen splattered everywhere, including the monitor, keyboard, and desk.

    The sadistic pleasure and superior sense of conquest that had filled Shi-woo until just now were nowhere to be found, and emotions like unbearable guilt and self-loathing suddenly swept over Shi-woo, as if swallowing him whole.

    “Shit, shit.”

    An overwhelming sense of regret washed over me.

    Will I be able to look Mom in the face again like before?

    I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.

    The emptiness and guilt seemed to be washing away the remnants of pleasure that remained in every corner of my body.

    “Shit, shit, shit.”

    I covered my eyes with my hands and repeated the same word countless times for a while.

    **

    Some time passed, and it was dinner time.

    Shi-woo barely managed to pull himself together, cleaned up, and went down to eat.

    Se-hee Noona and Se-young were sitting in the dining chairs, and Mom was serving rice.

    The rice cooker was placed on the second level of the rail-type storage unit, and it seemed easier to squat or kneel to serve rice because of the low height.

    Mom was squatting down, serving rice into the rice bowl, and then handing it to Se-hee Noona.

    Mom was comfortably wearing a thin gray pleated skirt that came down to below her knees and a wine-colored T-shirt, and when she squatted down, the shapeliness and curves of her full ass, connected from her slender waist, were revealed as they were.

    As Mom’s large and full ass came into view, Shi-woo began to get excited again, as if the regret after ejaculation had never happened.

    After staring blankly for a while, I felt a slight tension in my penis, so I quickly came to my senses and found a seat.

    “What were you doing in your room? Come down quickly, it’s hard for Mom to prepare dinner alone.”

    Se-hee Noona spoke to Shi-woo in a scolding tone, as if she still had this morning’s events on her mind.

    Shi-woo was embarrassed because Noona’s sudden words about what I was doing in my room reminded me of my earlier masturbation.

    “Aigoo~ It looks like our Se-hee has come to her senses~ So, have you finished cleaning your room?”

    Mom interrupted Noona’s words before Shi-woo could answer, as if she was saying, “Here we go again.”

    “Aish~! I’m doing that slowly~ And I usually help with housework a lot. It’s because Shi-woo is always locked up in his room doing weird things and doesn’t do anything, but why do you always talk to me like that, Mom~ Hmph.”

    Se-hee Noona was whining to Mom as if she was feeling wronged.

    “Why are you saying that Mom only talks to you like that? Shi-woo does the dishes a lot too. I’m going to make Shi-woo do the dishes today, so Se-hee, don’t nag your brother too much.”

    I was naturally selected as the dinner dishwashing duty.

    Shi-woo was startled by Noona’s words about doing weird things, but at the same time, he felt a strange excitement rising in him at the strange situation where Mom, whom he had been sexually objectifying until just now, was defending him.

    I’m getting an erection because of that feeling.

    “The dinner side dish is also sausage that Oppa likes. I made it earlier~ I like it too, so.”

    Se-young spoke to me while I was in trouble because I had an erection.

    Se-young’s face, who used to help me find purity in this family.

    I turned my gaze and looked at Se-young, and Se-young smiled slightly.

    Then, I felt even more strength entering Shi-woo’s thing, just like this morning.

    Now, Se-young was no longer a presence that I could feel safe with in the family.

    Shi-woo thought that he couldn’t help getting an erection anymore, and after being absentminded for a while, he turned towards the gas stove to get the stew and began to stare blankly at Mom’s ass for a while.

    If I slapped that full and elastic ass, which jiggled with every step, with the palm of my hand, a good resonating sound would fill the kitchen.

    And I would be able to see Mom moaning softly and getting excited.

    Shi-woo was completely erect and wouldn’t be able to relieve himself for a while.

    I was moving my gaze along with Mom’s ass as she moved the stew to the table, and then I made eye contact with Noona, who was sitting across from me.

    Shi-woo flinched and momentarily avoided her gaze.

    Noona looked a little puzzled and looked back and forth between Shi-woo’s eyes and the direction Shi-woo’s gaze had been directed towards until just now.

    Right, Mom’s ass.

    Se-hee made a surprised expression as if she had realized something and let out a short, contemptuous breath at Shi-woo, haat.

    “Shit, shit, shit…”

    Shi-woo began to repeat this word in his mind again.


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