[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 443 (Mom, Seyoung) (Yard, Entrance)

443

Her alluring stream of water, shining under the pale moonlight and the yard’s lamplight.

Like writing down a secret covenant, Mom’s inner thighs are being soaked with sentences of new meaning each time.

Evidence of undeniable submission, corruption, and desire…

Shi-woo watched Mom regain her balance and composure, then picked up the luggage he had placed in the yard one by one.

Among the items in the shopping basket, things that were particularly concerning came into Shi-woo’s view.

It was the cigarettes and lighter that Se-hee Noona and her friends had asked Mom to get for them.

Shi-woo put the shopping basket on his wrist, took out the cigarettes and lighter from the basket.

Shi-woo held the cigarettes and lighter in the hand holding the shopping basket, looking down at them, as if deep in thought for a moment.

Then suddenly, Shi-woo felt a hot anger surging up from deep within.

Unable to control the rising emotion, Shi-woo abruptly turned towards Mom and raised his hand above his head.

Chaltssak!

Shi-woo slapped Mom’s cheek with all his might.

“Haa-euk!”

Mom grabbed her struck face and let out a groan of pain for a moment.

She stopped, her eyes wide with surprise, then contorted her expression and trembled.

Even if it was a play, to slap Mom’s cheek this hard…

He had slapped Mom’s ass with his palm, flicked her nipples, or whipped Mom’s face with his erect penis, but this was the first time he had committed such a serious attack that could be called assault.

Shi-woo was also momentarily stunned by his own actions, as if he himself was surprised.

After the sound of slapping Mom’s cheek and her short groan of pain,

A strange gaze crossed between the two, and a heavy, awkward silence passed.

“Even so, you fucking bitch! How can a Mom buy cigarettes for her daughter and her daughter’s friends?! This isn’t right, you dimwitted 년!”

Shi-woo said to Mom, as if venting his anger.

“…Th-then the master… heu-euk… I couldn’t help it… I’m… I’m sorry…”

Even in her confusion, Mom made up excuses and replied to Shi-woo as if listing them.

“Even if it’s a slave play and you’re a perverted 년, at least know what to do and what not to do, you fucked up 보지년!”

Shi-woo said to Mom as if scolding her.

As if rebuking and resenting the absurd situation where she, the Mom, was following the orders of her son…

While he himself was committing heinous words and deeds against Mom and his family…

Shi-woo preemptively said the things he should be hearing from Mom, pouring out words of reproach and contempt on her.

“Heueueueu… Heueueueuk… Heueueueu… Haaeueueuk…”

Mom didn’t know how to respond to Shi-woo’s cold and one-sided scolding, and sobbed as if feeling wronged.

Her tightly clenched lower lip and hunched shoulders trembled as if overwhelmed with shame.

“I’ll give this to Se-hee and her friends. So, Mom, don’t worry about it anymore!”

Shi-woo said, putting the cigarettes in his cross-body bag.

Mom couldn’t react or respond at all, as if her mind had gone blank for a moment.

“Aren’t you going to answer?!”

Shi-woo shouted at Mom in an angry voice, as if demanding an answer.

“Y-yes… Yes… Please do as master wishes. Heueueuk… I… I’m a real slave… From now on, I’ll follow everything master… tells me to do…”

Mom made a face as if soaked in humiliation and lust, lowered her eyes, and said.

The tears that had welled up in her eyes began to overflow and run down her cheeks.

The situation where he slapped Mom’s cheek under the pretext of buying cigarettes, which Se-hee Noona and her friends had ordered.

Shi-woo looked at Mom, who was flushed, excited, covering her cheek, and crying, with complicated feelings for a moment.

Was Mom telling Shi-woo her true feelings now?

Or was she simply matching the mood and role-playing in the one-sided contempt and disdain play that Shi-woo was leading?

In the awkward silence, Shi-woo waited for Mom, who was crying as if wronged, to calm down.

When her agitated breathing had returned to some extent, Shi-woo properly lowered the mask on her nose and opened his mouth.

“Okay, is that it now?! Go ahead first!”

Shi-woo made her, who had put her mask back on, walk towards the entrance of the house ahead of him.

Mom, who had been bowing her head, seemed to hesitate when she heard Shi-woo’s voice, but soon followed his command and started walking ahead.

Shi-woo followed closely behind Mom.

Her balanced and well-developed shoulders and back… Her slender waist and swaying hips…

Down below, her pure white thighs and calves were revealed…

Mom’s seductive figure swayed before his eyes, stimulating Shi-woo’s desire.

While walking, Shi-woo’s heart also wavered restlessly.

Shi-woo was greatly concerned about his actions that he had impulsively caused just now.

He was very embarrassed by the unprecedented, unrestrained, and abrupt behavior, as was Mom.

She only continued the passive play according to Shi-woo’s attitude, and even in the situation of being slapped, she did not resist, nor did she show any signs of annoyance or displeasure.

Rather, she even gave the impression that she was accepting and accommodating the sadistic acts that Shi-woo was inflicting on her.

The secret acts and bonds that he had with Mom were now becoming increasingly difficult to distinguish between real and unreal.

Shi-woo hesitated for a moment, then reached out and placed his palm on Mom’s back.

As Shi-woo’s spread palm gently touched Mom’s back, Mom trembled for a moment, perhaps because of the shock of being slapped on the cheek just now.

Shi-woo folded the rest of his fingers and placed only his index finger on Mom’s back.

Shi-woo began to slowly write letters on her back.

[Are you okay?]

Shi-woo asked as if worried about the fact that he had impulsively slapped Mom’s cheek just now.

Each time Shi-woo’s finger letters were engraved on her back, Mom was reacting by trembling slightly.

However, while Mom was walking to the entrance, she did not answer separately by voicing the letters that Shi-woo wrote.

“Haaaaaaa”

A moment later, her deep, hot sigh was exhaled…

Shi-woo didn’t seem to be able to know what Mom was thinking, what meaning was contained in her sigh, right now.

He could only instinctively confirm what he truly wanted through his swelling penis and rising climax.

Shi-woo and Mom passed through the grassy yard and were now right in front of the front door.

As if concealing his ugly and heinous true intentions, Shi-woo pulled the bag that was slung sideways to the front, completely concealing his swollen penis.

**

Opening the front door, Shi-woo and Mom entered the house where Se-hee Noona and Se-young were.

“We’re home~”

Shi-woo informed Se-hee Noona and Se-young, who were in the house, that he had returned with Mom.

Shi-woo and Mom took off their shoes at the entrance and went up to the living room.

“Oppa! Mom~! You’re here?”

Se-young, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, ran out to the entrance and greeted Mom and Shi-woo happily.

Mom, who had been thinking of going straight to the shower room before Se-hee Noona or Se-young saw her, made a troubled expression as she turned her body when she saw Se-young.

Mom was covering her cheek, which was swollen from being hit by Shi-woo, with one hand, and was fastening the front of her cardigan with the other.

She hadn’t even managed to cover the hickeys above her neck, the 애액 flowing between her lower thighs, and the swimsuit bottoms she had hung on her thighs.

“Mom~!”

Se-young, whether she knew Mom’s feelings and state of mind or not, suddenly came forward and hugged her tightly.

“Se… Se-young-ah…”

Mom seemed flustered by Se-young’s sudden embrace, pulling her waist back and calling Se-young.

Mom had put on her swimsuit top and bottom under her cardigan, but she was dressed in a way that was almost as if she was wearing nothing inside, as they were off her vital parts.

Mom was covering her cheek and twisting her body, pushing Se-young away with a troubled expression, lest Se-young see her outfit.

Regardless, Se-young buried her face in Mom’s chest and wrapped her arms around her waist and hips.

“I made dinner~! I thought Mom was busy~ Hehe! But you contacted us to say you were coming, and you were so late that I thought something had happened to Oppa and Mom~!”

Se-young hugged Mom tightly and rubbed her cheek against Mom’s chest as if acting spoiled.

Se-young’s hand was naturally covering one of Mom’s buttocks.

If she was standing with Shi-woo’s not-so-thick blue cardigan between them, she would have been able to quickly realize that Mom wasn’t wearing panties just by the sensation of her palm.