[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 401 (Mom)

401

Inside the small karaoke room, Mom’s ass and the lower part of her crotch, glistening with moisture, were exposed.

Mom’s body trembled, seemingly ashamed.

Even so, Mom pretended not to notice, continuing to sing along to the karaoke machine’s accompaniment.

Her eyes were tightly shut, as if trying to ignore reality.

Click, click, click!

Shi-woo, like a records officer at a crime scene, collecting evidence, photographed Mom’s ass beneath her skirt, wedged between her butt cheeks.

Shi-woo put his hand on Mom’s thigh, slightly spreading her legs, then slipped his Smartphone underneath to take pictures from below.

Click, click, click!

After visually confirming Mom’s bare crotch on the Smartphone screen, Shi-woo realized there was no reason to hesitate any longer.

Shi-woo removed his hand from the hem of the long T-shirt he had been lifting.

The hem of Mom’s T-shirt, which had been wedged between her butt cheeks, covered her ass down to her thighs again.

Shi-woo stood there and placed his palm on Mom’s ass as she sang.

Shi-woo’s hand covered Mom’s plump ass.

Mom didn’t stop Shi-woo’s hand covering her ass, nor did she stop singing the song she was singing.

Shi-woo pleasurably stroked her ass up and down.

Mom occasionally opened her eyes thinly, as if peeking, to check the situation outside the glass door, then closed her eyes tightly again, her body trembling as if overcome with excitement.

Unlike when he saw her in front of the mart, Mom’s submissive gestures and attitude further engorged Shi-woo’s thing.

**

The first song Mom was singing was nearing its end.

Shi-woo slowly removed his hand from Mom’s ass in time with the fading karaoke music.

Shi-woo also put down the Smartphone he was holding for a moment, and took out a waterproof bandage and a wireless vibrator from the cross-body bag he had brought.

Shi-woo carefully placed the tools he had taken out on the table in front.

As if sounding out the patient’s intentions before using dangerous medical tools…

A fanfare rang out from the karaoke machine in front, and Mom’s score was displayed largely on the screen.

After the female voice actress praised the high score from the machine, the room fell silent for a moment.

Did Mom recognize the vibrator and waterproof bandage that Shi-woo had taken out?

Mom’s gasp entered the karaoke microphone, heavily echoing, and was heard as if reverberating through the quiet room.

Startled by the sound of her own breath echoing through the microphone, Mom quickly moved the microphone away from her mouth.

Mom, who was standing with her shoulders heaving as if out of breath, picked up the beer can that had been on the table and drank the remaining beer inside, as if emptying it into her mouth.

Glug, glug, glug.

“Why don’t you eat some pizza while you drink~! I went to the trouble of warming it up~ Should I get you another beer?”

Shi-woo, who had just been groping Mom’s ass, asked Mom nonchalantly, as if striking up a conversation.

“Huh? Uh…”

Mom answered in a daze, as if flustered.

Shi-woo made a loud rustling noise, rummaging busily through the shopping basket, and took out another can of beer for Mom to drink.

Click!

Shi-woo coolly popped open the beer can and placed it on the table.

Shi-woo deliberately placed the beer can a little further away from the vibrator, where Mom was standing.

Mom looked at where the beer had been placed and let out another hot, suppressed breath.

The accompaniment for the song Mom had reserved for the second time was playing on the karaoke machine.

As expected, it was a popular song that was trending when Mom was younger.

It was a song characterized by a cheerful rhythm and melody with poignant lyrics.

It seemed to be a song about a heartbreaking love that could not be achieved.

A love song with themes and content that seem very cliché in this day and age, such as what age is, what the future is, and what world they live in.

Shi-woo, as if telling the song lyrics to go to hell, placed his hand on Mom’s ass again in time with the starting music.

Mom’s pleasant ass, which felt soft and squishy to his entire palm.

Mom’s ass tensed up again as if startled by Shi-woo’s hand, which immediately reached her as soon as the music started.

While the intro of the song was playing, Shi-woo stroked Mom’s ass from side to side in time with the beat.

As the finger counting appeared on the monitor as the intro was about to end, Shi-woo tapped Mom’s ass as if counting the beat.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Smack!

As if resenting the fact that Mom had brought her son, him, to this karaoke room saying she had something to say, and was just singing songs that didn’t suit her, the last hit was delivered quite fiercely.

“Haaah!”

Mom’s singing voice, with its shaky rhythm, popped out along with a moan.

The hem of the T-shirt that had been wedged between her butt cheeks came out of its place due to Shi-woo’s strong impact.

Shi-woo curled his fingertips and poked the clothes back into Mom’s butt crack.

His erected finger dug in deeply, and the T-shirt was caught between Mom’s butt cheeks again.

Shi-woo erected his middle finger and searched for Mom’s anus over the clothes.

Soon, Mom’s external anal sphincter, which felt like a rubber ring, felt like it was scratching Shi-woo’s fingernail.

Mom’s body jumped up greatly as her sensitive area was stimulated.

Shi-woo wiggled his finger up and down, stuffing the T-shirt into Mom’s asshole.

About half a finger’s length was inserted into Mom’s anus along with the T-shirt fabric.

Mom’s sphincter tightened, and her song stopped as if she was out of breath.

Shi-woo pushed his finger in with all his might along with the fabric of the T-shirt, as if trying to penetrate Mom’s anus.

“Hageueuk!”

Mom’s painful moan echoed through the microphone.

Shi-woo’s middle finger penetrated more than two segments into Mom’s shameful hole.

Mom’s ass muscles and flesh, which were stiff and trembling as if an electric current was flowing through them.

Shi-woo skillfully rotated his finger gently and pulled it out of Mom’s anus.

Only the T-shirt fabric remained deeply stuffed inside Mom’s tightly constricted anus.

After pulling out his finger, Shi-woo pressed the T-shirt fabric around her ass firmly into the gap between the cheeks, as if reinforcing the foundation.

Looking at Mom’s tensed ass and the firmly embedded T-shirt fabric, Shi-woo thought that even if he did some violent spanking now, the inserted clothes would not fall out of Mom’s anus.

When Shi-woo pulled out his finger and stroked Mom’s ass again, her song continued.

Mom didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping Shi-woo’s molestation or acknowledging it, as if she was thinking about something.

The trembling of her thin and delicate voice seemed to express Mom’s tense feelings and mood well.

Now, Shi-woo looked at the T-shirt that was inserted into Mom’s anus with stability, and stroked Mom’s ass with a satisfied expression.

Shi-woo placed his finger on Mom’s ass and wrote letters.

‘Seon Mi’

Shi-woo slowly drew strokes to write Mom’s name, one letter on each of her left and right buttocks.

‘Whore’ ‘Hole’

Following that, the letters were engraved alternately on the left and right buttocks.

Was Mom properly understanding the letters Shi-woo was writing?

Mom’s inhales and exhales were gradually becoming rougher as she sang.

Even though it was a cheerful song, the lyrics of the song were leaking out as if sobbing, unlike the atmosphere of the song.

It seemed that Mom’s singing voice was further doubling Shi-woo’s excitement.

**

Although she clearly looked uncomfortable, Mom seemed to have lost her will to resist Shi-woo at some point.

Even if the situation inside was visible from the outside through the glass door, Shi-woo thought that it would not be easy for outsiders to recognize and understand the shameless game that he and Mom were playing.

Shi-woo now decided to molest Mom in earnest.

Shi-woo slightly shifted his position to take a spot directly behind Mom.

A spot where he could see the comical back view of Mom standing with clothes wedged in her ass.

Shi-woo grabbed Mom’s hips on both sides and pulled her closer to him.

Mom’s body was pulled towards where Shi-woo was sitting with almost no resistance.

Shi-woo lowered his hands that were placed on Mom’s hips.

Shi-woo’s hand passed over Mom’s fleshy ass, as if crushing and wiping it.

Shi-woo’s hand went past the T-shirt covering Mom’s body and went down to touch her bare thigh.

Shi-woo took his hand to the inside of her smooth thigh to feel it.

Mom’s smooth lubricant was smeared on Shi-woo’s hand.

A transparent liquid that was soaking her inner thigh and flowing down below her knees.

Upon closer inspection, Mom’s lubricant was running down her calves to her ankles, reflecting the colorful lights of the karaoke room.

Shi-woo’s penis was now pushing against the front of his pants and top as if it would tear through his clothes and burst out at any moment, yearning for liberation.