[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 533 (Mom) (Changing Room, Kitchen)

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Mom read the text Shi-woo sent and didn’t reply for quite a while, seemingly lost in thought.

Shi-woo stared intently at the chat window on his smartphone screen, waiting for Mom’s reply with a tense feeling.

[I’ve done it before… a long time ago…]

A reply came from Mom, as if confessing her past.

It was just a simple answer, but Shi-woo’s already erect penis swelled as if it would burst in an instant.

If the young woman who trained Mom is the person Shi-woo is thinking of in his head right now…

Shi-woo switched his smartphone screen to the camera app and took a picture of his swollen penis.

Click! Click! Click!

Shi-woo’s penis, swollen and throbbing as if it had reached its limit, was captured in the smartphone photo.

Shi-woo switched the screen to the chat window and sent the photo of his penis he just took to Mom.

[I haven’t come yet. I’m going to go out to the living room like this right now! I have something to ask you, so be prepared!]

And immediately following, Shi-woo wrote and sent a message to Mom as if telling her to prepare herself.

[Okay…]

A reply came from Mom.

Shi-woo wiped the remaining moisture from his body with the towel he was holding, then placed the towel over his penis.

The towel covering his penis drooped down, barely covering the shaft and scrotum of his penis.

Shi-woo parted the screen between the locker room and the living room, and came out of the locker room as he was.

Shi-woo, walking slowly to the kitchen with his penis covered in a towel, standing tall.

**

Shi-woo passed through the living room and entered the kitchen.

The curry pot on the gas stove was bubbling away, making a friendly sound.

Mom, wearing a gray loose-fit t-shirt and light brown chiffon skirt, with an apron over it.

Mom scooped up some curry with a ladle and tasted it.

Side dishes and dishes being prepared on the table.

The familiar smells and scenery of the kitchen that he had seen every day were unfolding before his eyes.

What’s unfamiliar is his own appearance, naked and entering the kitchen with a towel covering his erect penis?

Mom flinched her shoulders for a moment, as if she felt Shi-woo’s presence walking into the kitchen.

Mom seemed to be continuing to cook, moving her body a little more busily on purpose.

“Mom, is the food almost ready?”

Shi-woo approached Mom from behind and spoke to her in a lively voice.

Mom flinched her shoulders again and glanced back at Shi-woo standing behind her.

Although it was covered by a towel, Mom could clearly see the outline of Shi-woo’s hard, erect shaft.

Mom, flustered by Shi-woo’s appearance, which was no different from being naked, quickly turned her head back forward.

“Oh? Oh… It, it’ll be ready soon… J, just give me a little time… I’m preparing…”

Mom answered Shi-woo’s question, moving her hands busily as if she was flustered.

Shi-woo smiled contentedly and watched Mom’s appearance with interest.

Tsuiiiiiiiiik!

Just then, white steam spewed upwards, along with a sound from the electric pressure rice cooker, indicating that the rice was done.

Mom turned her head towards the electric rice cooker again, as if surprised.

“Haaaaa…”

Mom sighed deeply, as if she realized her own flustered appearance at that moment.

Mom turned off the gas stove that was heating the curry pot and prepared a large bowl to hold the rice and curry.

“You can take your time~ It’ll probably take Se-young more than 10 minutes to come out since she’s washing her hair. And I’ll have to call Se-hee from the second floor to come down…”

Shi-woo repeated what he had said in the chat, telling Mom again as if emphasizing that there was plenty of time.

“Ugh… Okay… I, I know…”

Mom answered, placing the bowl for the rice and curry on the cooking space of the sink.

Shi-woo approached Mom closely and placed his hand on her butt.

Mom tensed her body as if startled, tightening her butt muscles and giving them strength.

Her firm butt swelled up as if it would bounce Shi-woo’s hand away, drawing a clear curve under her skirt.

Shi-woo groped and rubbed her butt with his fingertips, as if trying to find the panty line.

But Shi-woo’s fingertips didn’t catch on anything.

As expected, Mom wasn’t wearing anything under her skirt.

Shi-woo stroked Mom’s butt with his palm as if she was admirable.

The strength in Mom’s butt, which had been full of tension, slowly relaxed.

“As soon as I woke up this morning, I went to Se-hee and told her to suck my dick? To clean off the filth stuck to my dick from doing it with Mom yesterday! If Mom was next to me, I would have told Mom to do it…”

“I told Se-young to suck it in the shower room just now too. Maybe it’s because she’s well-educated early, but she sucks well. You know because you saw the video, right?”

Shi-woo was talking to Mom about the oral sex he had received from Se-hee Noona and Se-young in turn this morning.

Mom was facing the sink with her back turned, and was listening to Shi-woo’s story, stopping her movements as if her joints were stiff.

Shi-woo watched Mom like that and carefully took off the towel covering his penis.

Then, he pulled Mom’s arm, which had stopped moving above the sink, back and handed her the towel he had taken off his penis.

She checked the towel in her hand and trembled greatly once again.

“I haven’t come yet, you know? I’m going to let Mom taste it too! Now it’s Mom’s turn to suck! Here.”

Shi-woo spoke provocatively, showing off his penis with its red flesh exposed, pushing it towards Mom’s hip.

Shi-woo’s hard, erect penis was rubbing against the thick flesh next to Mom’s hip, pressing down on it.

Mom glanced at the hip where her penis was touching.

A rough breath came out of Mom’s mouth.

Shi-woo used the hand holding his smartphone to lift Mom’s skirt, exposing her butt and thighs.

Mom’s bare, moon-like butt, swollen red, was revealed before Shi-woo’s eyes.

Shi-woo brought his penis directly to Mom’s hip and butt flesh.

With a hesitant look, Mom looked towards the shower room where Se-young was and towards the stairs.

Mom was unconsciously grabbing the skirt Shi-woo had lifted and trying to pull it down.

Slap!

Shi-woo mercilessly slapped Mom’s butt, which was trying to lower her skirt.

“Haaht!”

Mom groaned and quickly took her hand off the skirt, as if she had suddenly come to her senses.

“I told you there was plenty of time! Why?! Are you worried Se-young will come out? Should I go in with you right now and tell them to start training you right away in front of the family or whatever?”

Shi-woo was speaking in an overbearing manner, tapping Mom’s large butt flesh with his hand as if he would hit it again.

“N… No… I’m sorry… It’s morning… I… I didn’t mean to… I just…”

Mom spoke to Shi-woo awkwardly, using polite language and apologizing.

Slap!

Shi-woo slapped Mom’s other butt hard once more.

“Haaht!”

Mom groaned, leaning forward and supporting herself on the sink with both hands.

“Who told you to use polite language to your son? I told you to act like a mom in the morning, didn’t I?!”

Shi-woo raised his voice and spoke to Mom as if he was blaming her.

“O… Ugh… Haaah… I, I’m sorry Shi-woo… Mom… I… I didn’t know… I did it because I didn’t know… Heueueu…”

Mom said to Shi-woo, her entire face turning bright red, as if shameful and awkward feelings were welling up from deep within her heart.

Shi-woo pulled the leash that was inside Mom’s clothes out.

Shi-woo rolled up the leash and placed his hand on Mom’s butt again.

Shi-woo stroked Mom’s butt with the hand holding the leash, as if calming her down.

“You said you’ve been trained by getting your butt hit before, right? By a woman who was much younger…”

Shi-woo asked her, feeling like he was subtly continuing the conversation he had with Mom in the locker room.

“Huh? Ah… Yeah…”

Mom answered, flustered as if she was out of her mind in the situation of having her butt exposed and being hit by Shi-woo in the kitchen.

“How old was she compared to Mom? Was there a big age difference, about the same as with Se-young?”

Shi-woo asked, curious about the person who had trained Mom, as if she had received training.

“Ah… No… I was young back then too. Not as much difference as with Se-young now…”

Mom answered Shi-woo, staring blankly into the air with blurred eyes, as if she was thinking while recalling her memories for a moment.

“Multiple people?”

Shi-woo continued to ask questions in a cautious manner, as if exploring Mom’s past.

“N, no…”

Mom hurriedly shook her head from side to side.

“You mean one person?”

Shi-woo was digging into her past, as if he would treat and handle her differently depending on her training status.

“Y, yeah… One person.”

Mom answered cautiously, as if confirming her experience.

“Someone I’ve met before?”

Shi-woo continued to ask questions to figure out if the person Mom was talking about was someone he knew.

“I think… you’ve met them…”

Mom answered Shi-woo, as if dropping an indirect hint with the words ‘I think…’

Shi-woo’s heart started to pound at that moment.

“Recently?”

Shi-woo was asking her a series of questions, as if trying to eliminate uncertain possibilities and clues.