Chapter 13 – Episode 13 – True Friendship (1)
After hearing Se-hwan’s words, her mind went blank and her whole body felt like it was submerged in water. Next to her, Sehwan was excitedly talking about her mother, but she couldn’t even hear. He said I was too tired and couldn’t do any more and left the weight room and returned to the room. He lay in bed drenched in sweat without showering and just stared at the ceiling.
This was on a different level than before. Until now, even if things were happening right nearby, they were people I was not familiar with. Although it hadn’t been long since we met Se-hwan again, and we weren’t that close to begin with, we were still friends. Just now, Se-hwan casually called his mother’s name in front of me, not knowing that I was his mother’s son, and it was clear that after tomorrow, he would get excited and tell me about his experiences with his mother. My friend is really going to fuck my mom. In her head, she felt like she had to do something now. But for some reason, my body didn’t move.
I was sobbing all day like that and the whole day passed. I didn’t really understand myself either. Why on earth am I not doing anything? Actually, I knew the reason, but I was in denial because I didn’t want to admit it. But an experience the very next afternoon changed everything.
It was past lunchtime, and I was sitting in my room without eating, when the housemaster came to my room and said that Teacher Ahyeon had called me. She said it was counseling related to her studies. My steps were heavy the entire time I followed the housemaster to the annex. Thinking that Sehwan might be fucking his mother somewhere in the building right now, he didn’t want to go inside.
Just like last time, I was guided to Teacher Ahyeon’s room. The teacher was once again wearing only short shorts and a T-shirt, exposing all of her bare legs. It was nice to see the teacher’s face greeting me with a bright smile, but it was depressing to be given advice about her grades. Just like a week ago, she sat across from us at the table, drank a drink, and started talking.
“I didn’t make it into the rankings this time?”
“… Yes.”
“Have you not studied properly for a week?”
“Will my skills decline if I don’t study for a week?”
A rebellious tone emerged. The teacher was examining me with her still smiling face. When I thought about it, it seemed like this place was dividing people who had that smile and those who didn’t. Slaves and their sons did not have such smiles. The exceptions were Auntie Mi-jeong and Se-hwan.
“It’s hard to change your skills in a week, but you can’t evaluate your skills with one short test like this. But I think the reason Wonjoong’s ranking fell is that he didn’t study for a week, right?”
The teacher pointed to an English problem and said.
“This was a problem that wouldn’t have gone wrong even if I had properly reviewed what the teacher explained in class this week.”
“…”
“It looks like you didn’t study properly, and looking at the way you’re answering right now, you seem a little anxious. Are you having a hard time?”
“…”
“It’s not like last week’s reward wasn’t enough… Lee Ji-young is a good girl and the teacher even gave her a special service the day before.”
The teacher said, observing me with an expression of interest.
“I think Se-hwan is Won-joong’s middle school classmate, is that correct?”
I looked at the teacher in shock, as if I had been struck by lightning. At that time, all I could think about was Sehwan and her mother, and I never thought Sehwan’s name would come out of the teacher’s mouth.
“Were you close friends by any chance?”
“We weren’t very close.”
“Do your parents know each other?”
“No, you don’t know.”
“Then Se-hwan knows your parents?”
“You won’t know.”
“Do you know Sehwan’s parents?”
“…”
When I didn’t answer, the teacher remained silent for a moment.
“Do you know that Han Mi-jeong is Se-hwan’s mother?”
“Yes, I know.”
I spoke while looking straight into the teacher’s eyes.
She intended to end everything.
“I know that those women are the mothers of some of the students, and that they also have my mother. I think I should probably quit. So please just let my mother go too.”
The confident smile still remained on the teacher’s face as he looked at me.
“If Wonjoong is going to quit the academy, she and her mother have no reason to be here either.”
In the end, the teacher admitted it in front of me. That my mother is a slave here. As her anger rose, and she tried to raise her voice, the teacher spoke first.
“But can’t you postpone your decision until tonight? I have something to show you. And the teacher assures me that after seeing that, Wonjoong will change his mind. Starting tomorrow, he will be able to focus on his studies again and not worry about his mother. You won’t do it.”
What on earth is it showing? Since I had come this far, I shouldn’t listen to these people anymore. But there I gave in. Surprisingly, just out of curiosity. I couldn’t bear to wonder what this lewd woman was trying to show me in this dirty place.
She trudged back to the dormitory with the housemaster. It was dinner time as she sat blankly at her desk, unable to do anything. I wasn’t eating anything all day, so I was hungry, so I ate a meal and went up to my room to stay for a while when the housemaster came to visit me, and we headed back to the annex. She thought that of course I would go to Teacher Ahyeon’s room, but the place the housemaster took me was in the basement. There were several rooms along a narrow passage. The room Jiyoung talked about where mothers were chosen to be naked was probably one of these rooms. The housemaster let me into one of the rooms. In the middle of a room with luxurious but obscene lighting and interior design, there was a bed big enough for five or six people to climb on, with all sorts of decorations, and a huge screen hung on the wall. There were two women lying on the bed, and when I went in and the door closed, one of them got up and greeted me. She, with her stylish short hair and wearing only a white slip on her slender body, was Se-hwan’s mother, Mi-jeong’s ajumma. And the woman with long brown wavy hair and a voluptuous body wrapped in a black bra and panties decorated with colorful lace, a garter belt and stockings, smiling naughtily, was teacher Yoon Ah-hyun.
Mistress Mijeong took me to her bathroom, took off all of her clothes, and washed me thoroughly. I couldn’t believe it. I masturbated her with her side dish, and I thought that one day I would raise her rank and hug her, but I had no idea that she would suddenly appear before my eyes like this. No matter how you look at the lady, she is in her 20s, early 30s at most. She is busy moving her pretty body that cannot be seen from the outside, and she does not lose her smile even for a moment. She washes my body. That smile was not a smile that seemed to look down at the other person with confidence like Teacher Ahyeon or Taeju Jang, but a smile filled with kindness and warmth. Will this lady remember me? Does she know that her son’s friend who was spying on her aunt’s cleavage at her snack bar back then was me? The lady was wearing only a slip and no bra or panties, and whenever her thin slip got wet, it stuck to her body and clearly exposed her curves. Her breasts were already wet, and their peaks were showing. From the moment her aunt’s hand touched my body, her aunt’s cock was already erect and bouncing, and her aunt ran her hands all over my cock, her balls, and even the valley of her ass. I put it in and washed it.
After she finished washing, the lady wiped her dry with a towel. When she came out of the bathroom, she found Teacher Ahyeon still lying on the bed. While her aunt, who took off her slip and got naked, was wiping herself, I stood next to her bed, naked, with her cock erect, and looked blankly down at Teacher Ahyeon’s body. Mi-jeong, who was slim and petite, was the exact opposite of her aunt, with a voluptuous body that seemed to burst. A long, slender neck continued beneath her haughty and sophisticated-looking face, but on her chest were two lumps of flesh so large that they seemed heavy. The D cup seemed large enough, but it seemed almost the same as my older sister. Her belly had a nice and pleasing amount of flesh on it, and her hips was greatly bulged, with dazzlingly white thighs extending beneath them, which were further accentuated by the garter belt and stockings.
Auntie Mi-jeong laid me down next to her teacher and lay herself down next to me. I suddenly felt like the king of chairs with the teacher and her friend’s mom on either side. It didn’t matter what happened now. I’ll find out why later, but for now I just wanted to enjoy the moment.
The lady’s warm body pressed against mine and her smooth legs wrapped around mine. Just like Auntie Jiyoung’s, her clean-shaven pussy mound touched my legs, and her soft thighs touched my cock and balls. Aunty stroked my breasts with her slender fingers. And when Teacher Ahyeon pressed the switch next to the bed, the large screen in front turned on.
“Ahhhhh… Ahh… Ahh… Ugh…”
A woman’s moans, as if she was enduring pain, came out of the speakers. Her screen showed a room looking obliquely toward her ceiling. On the bed in the room, a man and a woman were having sex. The long-haired woman was lying face down on her bed, raising her ass to the sky, while the stocky, muscular man was standing on her floor, holding her woman’s ass and slamming his cock into her pussy with incredible force. There was
It didn’t take long to figure out who the man and woman were. The man and woman turned their faces towards the camera. At first, the woman had her face buried in the bed, so I couldn’t see her face, but the man’s face was clearly that of Se-hwan, her aunt’s son, Mi-jeong, who was now lying naked in my arms. Then the woman…
The moment her mind went blank, and she stopped thinking, Se-hwan pulled the woman’s hair, and, sure enough, the woman being eaten was my mother, Jeong In-ae.