Chapter 12 – Mother and Ear Cleaning

“Seonhu. Would you like to come for a minute?”

Quiet Sunday afternoon.
My mother called me while I was lounging at home.

“Huh?”

Mom was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Holding her earpick in her right hand.

“Would you like me to dig your ears after a long time?”

Mom laughed and patted her knee.
It was a signal to lie down with her head on this side.

“Huh.”

It was a good story for me.
Because I was looking for an excuse to get close to her mother.

Come to think of it, it’s been quite a while since my mother dug her ears like this.
She used to dig often when she was young, but as her mother’s work increased, it became rare.

This time when mom is at home all day is actually very valuable time.
Also, if you start filming a drama or a movie, you’ll be so busy that it’s hard to see her face.

I went to the sofa and laid her head on her mother’s thigh.
With her face facing forward.

Mom was wearing a long skirt with a one-piece dress.
But is it because the material is thin?
It felt like her face was touching her mother’s thigh.

It is comfortable.
She could smell her mother’s scent.
I felt somehow nostalgic.

“Whoops. Reminds me of the old days When I was little, my ear canals were also tight.”

Mom was happy to stroke my hair.

To my mother, I must have been a troublemaker when I was young.
Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it makes me anxious.
I can’t count the number of times her mother has bothered her hands.

Even so, when her mother recalls her old days, she smiles as if she is happy.

“Then, shall we see how much our predecessors have accumulated?”

My mother’s hand caressing my ear.
It was kind of embarrassing, but it felt good.

Square square.
A wooden spoon scratches the inside of the ear.
It tickles her a little, causing her shoulder to twitch.

“Mom. Many?”
“No. It’s clean.”

Square square.
Scratching the inside is cool.
Because I usually don’t touch the inside.

“Whoa~.”

Mom blows lightly into her ear.
Her body trembled.

Square square.
Square square.

A mother who silently sells her ears.
It was quiet.
Only the ticking of the clock can be heard.

It was peaceful.
It would be nice if this time would continue.

Swish Swish.
Mom puts her little finger inside her ear and spins it around.
It tickled me a little.

Will it be over soon?
I wiped my ears with the cotton on the back of her ear picks.

“This is the end. Shall we do the other side next?”
“Huh.”

At my mother’s words, I turned to lie down.

Place your legs on the opposite side and lie down with your face facing forward.
However, if only her head is turned to lie down, her face turns towards her mother.

I just chose to turn my head.
That was my little expression of opinion.

Her mother’s scent intensified.
That alone made me feel happy.

Mom didn’t mind and started digging her other ear as well.

Square square.
Square square.

“Ah…”
“Sorry. Are you sick?”
“No, a little.”

Actually, it was a pleasant sound.
My body trembled.

“Hmm… It’s not coming out well. I’ll make it a little harder, so tell me if it hurts.”
“Huh.”

Even if she said that, she knew her mother wasn’t very hard on her.
Because she is more timid than my mother.
If she had been her older sister, she probably would have been poked.

Square square.
Tok.
Her earpicks touched the inside just a little.

“Ouch.”

I sighed at her and buried her face in her mother’s belly.

“Oh my goodness. Are you sick?”
“Huh. Little.”

I answered with my face buried in her mother’s belly.
Mom’s body smells of happiness.
Her happy feelings filled her lungs as she breathed in.

“After Jin Seon. Are you ashamed of your mother? Please let it go.”

My mother said shyly and patted my head.
It didn’t hurt at all.
At this level, I wanted to stay like this forever.

“Mom…”

I giggled and put my mother’s waist in her arms.

“Really, I only grew bigger because I was a child.”

Mom patted my hair while sighing.
She seemed to be able to see her mother’s smiling face as if she couldn’t help it.

Like my mother said, I really felt like I was a child again.
I thought that I would like to continue to be held by my mother like a child.

However, there was something else to really expect.

The mother’s hand stroking her hair stopped.
And my mother brought out the words I was expecting.

“Seonhu. Will mom do it again like last time?”

Did mom notice that my pants were bulging out?

Like last time
I knew what it meant without having to say it.

“… Huh.”

Actually, I wanted to bring up this story even before my mother called me.
But I didn’t have the courage to speak first.

Support position.
It was the sound of pants unzipping.
Mom stroked my hair with her right hand, and removed my pants with her other hand.

The cock that was stuffy in a narrow place is released to the outside.
And her mother’s hand gently wraps around the erect cock.

“Ah… !”

Why is it so different?
After that day when my mother did it with her hands for the first time, I became unable to be satisfied with simple masturbation.

I know I shouldn’t be doing this.
If anyone finds out, not only me but also my mother will be criticized.
So far, the mother’s devotion to the adopted child will be in vain.

Still, my mom would do anything for me.
Even if it’s a taboo thing in society.
I prioritize my feelings over the eyes of everyone in the world.

I know that I am pampered by such a mother’s dedication.
However, once expressed, the desire did not fade away.

“… Chest…”
“Huh?”
“I want to see mom’s breasts.”

I wasn’t satisfied with just doing it by hand.
My desire demanded more.

For the first time, Mom put on a troubled expression.

“Seonhu. Mom is old… It’s not that pretty.”
“Mom is pretty.”

Mom strangely cares about age.
I didn’t understand that.

Age is just a number representing the amount of time that has passed.
A mother is a much more beautiful person than a 20-year-old who did not take care of herself.
It’s enough to believe that she’s an older sister and a sister just by looking at her appearance.

“You will be disappointed. I am ashamed of my mother too.”

A mother who repeatedly refuses.
But if you give up here, it will be harder next time.

“Mom, please.”

She looked up at her mother with her longing eyes.
It was the eye attack I learned from the smile yesterday.

The reason why I couldn’t beat Miso.
If you looked at it with these eyes, you had no choice but to allow anything.
And maybe it’s the same for mom.

After hesitating for a while, the mother finally sighed and said,

“… I don’t know if I will regret it after seeing it.”
“Never regret it.”

My heart is pounding with anticipation.
Seeing her mom’s breasts is the first time since her childhood that she didn’t know anything about it.

Mom began to unfasten the buttons that ran down her neck one by one.
I still put her head on her mother’s thigh and watched her.

After unbuttoning her buttons, she lowered her shoulder straps.
A grown-up light purple bra and round breasts were exposed.

Her mom’s bust size is 70F.
It is a size that Asians are blessed with.

By the time I entered middle school and puberty began.
I was very concerned about my mother’s breasts standing out even on her clothes.
But she didn’t show off. Because she only had to pretend to be a good kid.

And I have finally achieved my wish after many years.

Mom unhooked the hook on her front.
When the bra was released, the fixed bare breasts were released.

Now all you have to do is remove the bra and you’re done.
But my mother was hesitant even after she came to the end.
Mom looking down at me with a troubled face.
To such a mother, I send eyes full of expectations.

I exchange glances with my mother for a while.
And Mom sighed helplessly and took off her bra as well.
I watched the scene from first class.

The breasts finally revealed were beyond expectations.
Even without touching it, I felt the heavy weight.
At the same time, it did not stretch strangely and did not lose its elasticity.
The areola was slightly larger, and the color was slightly darker than the skin color.
I couldn’t think of it as the breast of a mother who gave birth to two children.

The size and shape were beautiful.
Her breasts, which she had seen as a child, were still there.
For some reason, a feeling surged in my heart.

“Mom. Pretty, really.”
“You can’t talk empty words. “
“It’s true, Mom.”

Mom turned her head slightly embarrassed.
Then, as if in punishment, he gripped my cock harder than before.

“Ha…”

Of course, it didn’t hurt. Rather good.
Receiving her breasts, my cock was harder than before.

My mother’s raw breast that I dreamed of.
How soft it will be if you bury her hand there.
I couldn’t be satisfied with just watching.

“Mom. Can I touch you?”

Her mother smiled as if she knew it.

“Don’t touch it too hard. It is a weak spot.”

With her mother’s permission, she cautiously places her hand on her chest.
Start from the outside and stroke slowly and gently.

“Huh… ♡”
“Oh sorry. Are you sick?”
“Whoops. I was just a little surprised♡”

Relieved by her mother’s words, she twiddles her breasts again.

It was a strange feeling.
Why do her breasts feel so good?

People often liken her breasts to marshmallows, but it wasn’t like that.
Is it the satisfaction that comes from the fact that the other person allows me that much?
Just touching her breasts made her feel happy.

The only pity was that she could only use one hand because of her posture.

“Princess didn’t do that when she was young, but when she grows up like this, she wants to touch her mother’s breasts.”

Because when I was young, I always lived with fear.
The fear of being abandoned again if something goes wrong.

At that time, I couldn’t adapt to the happiness that was suddenly given to me.
I was afraid that that happiness would suddenly run away again, and I was afraid of a future that didn’t even exist.

It’s a shame when you think about it now. Times past don’t come back.

“Thank you for growing up so healthy and kind.”

Her mother’s voice sounded like a lullaby.
It was her mother who raised me, but why is she grateful to her mother?

Her gentle hands caress me.
Comfort and pleasure rule my body.

“Ah… Mom…”
“If you want to cheap, you can always cheap ♡”

As if my mother’s words ringing in my ears were a signal flare, a sense of ejaculation surged up.

“Oh… !”

The semen that jumped out stains the mother’s hands.
Even that was not enough, and it jumped up to my upper body.
Mom rubbed my cock until her ejaculation was complete.

“A lot came out today. Did you feel good?”

Mom smiled and asked.
I nodded her head, half dumbfounded.
I felt so good that I thought I would fall asleep like this.

“Mom will clean up after you. Rest well like this before and after.”

A friendly voice lingers in my ears.
My head was hazy, so it was difficult to stay conscious.
My eyes were getting colder.

It was a peaceful afternoon.