Chapter 160 – Mom, Shin-Hye, Mother-in-Law, and Mom Again

Chupok, Chupok, Chupok——

“Ahhhhh—♡”
“Mother, how are you? Are you feeling well?”
“Stop♡ I can’t do it anymore♡”

How many times is it already?
Shin-hye’s mother, who was to become her future mother-in-law, was struggling with a continuous orgasm.

The mother’s weak point is the entrance to the womb, which is the innermost part of the vagina.
Fortunately, my cock was longer than normal, so I was able to get all the way into it.

If you dig in from a shallow place and stab it with the force, or if you rub it while poking it inside, the mother will immediately raise her voice and struggle.

Thanks to finding a clear weakness, I was able to attack Shin-hye’s mother so easily.
Even the overwhelming difference in experience didn’t matter.

“Mother, do you like this place?”
“Yeah ha ♡, ah ha ♡”

Before the orgasm was over, my mother let out a scream as she rubbed the inside.
I also ejaculated inside my mother twice, but since I was in the middle of a young age, even if I took a break for a while, I quickly revived. Even premature ejaculation can be covered by the number of times.

“Haaang, aang, stop♡ Don’t stop now♡”
“Kuh, Mother, come again. Please accept my semen!”

I ejaculate once more inside my mother who begs her to stop.
With the momentum to pierce the innermost uterus, I pushed her back.

Purut, Pururu Ruth.
He rubs his glans against Shin-hye’s mother’s cervix and spits out her semen.

“Aaaaa”

Ascend again before the previous orgasm subsides.

Was this the 7th? 8th or something?
After discovering her mother’s weakness, she was able to lead her to orgasm all too easily.

However, my ejaculation frequency was not too bad.
If you add up the previous two times he ejaculated on Shinhye, this is already the 6th time.
This was the momentum to set a new record for the number of ejaculations per day.

“Ha, ha, ha.”

After ejaculation, I go to catch my breath.
It was chilly in December, but both my mother and I were sweaty because of the intense action.

The sweat dripping down her voluptuous breasts is sexy.
The mother’s body trembled as she stuck out her tongue and licked the droplets of sweat.

“Mother. My mother has a really nice body. Let’s go one more time.”

After a little rest, my cock came back to life.

What kind of body should I do this time?
I think the junior position would be good because I have a fat butt.

Or should I go to the Gyobae Press?
My mother had a flexible body for her age, so it seemed that she would be able to do pretty much any position.

“Seonhu-ah… I’m going to die mom…”

As I was about to resume the next round, my mother moaned weakly.

“Ah.”

I barely came to my senses at the word mother.
The immersion that was focused on the character was also broken.

“I’m sorry, Mom. I thought it was acting.”

I hurriedly pulled out her cock and checked on her mother.

Saying that you should stop and that you can’t do it anymore, I thought it was a line from ‘Shin-hye’s mother’.
It was so much fun playing ‘acting play’ with my mother that I couldn’t understand the request to stop and continued unreasonably.

“No. Until almost the end, my mother was acting too. She was genuinely excited and in a good mood.”

Her mother comforted me by stroking my flustered cheek.

“Mom…”

Even if she was really hurt, she would pretend her mother was okay. Lest I be sorry
The thought of that made me feel even more guilty.

“I’m sorry, Mom. It felt so good I couldn’t stop.”

When I apologized repeatedly, Mom smiled.

“Whoops. Is her mother’s body still usable?”
“Huh. Mom is the best woman I know.”

It was sincere.
It shouldn’t be compared, but more than any young woman’s body, her mother’s body felt better.

The situation was also the best.
Is there anyone else who can digest the situation of ‘first experience with a girlfriend’ and ‘rape her mother and make her submit’ by herself?

There are two more acting partners, but I can’t ask Sua or Jihye to play this kind of image. It was a play that was possible because she was a mother.

She also practices acting while having sex. It was truly one stone.

“Mom, shall we rest now? Or would you like to wash and cut?”
“Huh… I want to wash, but… There is no strength in her body.”

It was very rare for my mother to show weakness in front of me.
She must have been that hard.

Even if I played an inexperienced male student, her acting couldn’t cover up my mother’s weakness in sex. It was natural for her mother to be tired after doing so many times without a break.

“Mom, then I will wash you. Mom doesn’t have to lift a finger on her.”

I made her mom like this, so of course I’m to blame, right?
It would be a lie if I said there was no sinister ulterior motive.

“Really? Then, shall we leave it to our son today?”
“Yes, mother. I will see you today. Leave it to me.”

Mom and I looked at each other and laughed.
Isn’t this kind of trivial conversation the source of happiness?

* * *

“Mom, isn’t it hot?”
“Huh. It fits perfectly.”

Mom and I are together in a bath that has been bubbled with bath salts.
The warm water permeated my tired body and felt good.

Before entering the bath, I carefully washed my mother’s body.
Even though I was in the position to wash it, I felt so good that I almost inadvertently threw it away.
The words wash it away, in fact, it is like a free ticket to touch the mother’s body as desired.
If I hadn’t taken it out six times before taking a bath, I might have really ejaculated.

“Mom. You can lean on me a little more.”
“Isn’t it heavy?”
“At all. It feels good to stick with her mom.”

At my words, my mother leaned her back on my chest.
She feels the weight of her mother.
It was so nice to see each other’s skin stick to each other.
My mom and I might feel better right after a hearty workout.

“Oh.”

My cock slapped on her mother’s ass swelled again.
Since we were attached to each other, my mother knew, of course, that I had an erection.

“Are you still lacking before and after?”
“Huh. With my mom, she might do it all night.”
“He is too. Mom can’t live.”

Mom then started rubbing my cock with her hand.

“Mom. It’s hard, but it’s okay.”

My mother’s gentle caress made me feel good.
Her conscience was pricked as she seemed to be letting her strain on her weary mother at the same time.

“Are you okay. The seonhu also made her mother’s bath clean, and her mother should reciprocate. Let me do this much.”
“… Thank you mom Can I touch her breasts?”
“Put. You can touch her mother’s breasts any time because they are her breasts. Instead, you know she can’t be around other people, right?”
“Huh. Of course.”

I gently kneaded my mother’s breasts with both hands and enjoyed her mother’s goddaughter.

“Ha. I feel good, Mom.”

She felt her mother’s breasts in her hands, her mother’s hands on her cock, and her mother’s skin on the front of her body.
Isn’t this the happiness of life?
There was no heaven.

“Mom. Kiss.”

You’re already happy, but if there’s a way to be happier, there’s no reason not to.
At my order, Mom turns her head to kiss her.

“Yes.♡”

My mother’s tongue enters my mouth.
I greeted her tongue and caressed it diligently in her mouth.

“Chrup, um… ♡”

When her mother’s tongue falls out, it’s my turn next.
I put my tongue in her mother’s mouth, and this time she caressed my tongue.

Her tongue rubs her tongue and her lips suck mine.
Share a kiss full of affection with your mother.

And yet, my hands are still massaging my mother’s breasts, and her hands are massaging my cock.
Ah. Here is the apogee

“Ha, Mom.”

I moaned pathetically and had my 7th ejaculation today.

“Um, Chug, Chuuup♡”
Mom knew I was ejaculating, and she caressed my tongue even harder.
She massaged my cock hard so that she could ejaculate more comfortably.

My balls, which had been overworked tonight, were already empty.
The semen that came out this time is probably the same as plain water.

“Whew.”

After ejaculating comfortably.
I pushed the semen particles floating in the foam out of the tub.
The bath water overflowed slightly and the semen was sucked into the bathroom drain.

“Oh.”

The mother, who was watching the drifting semen, gave a sad voice.

“Huh? Mom, why?”
“No… Nothing.”
“Doesn’t it seem like nothing?”

There was a hint of sadness in her mother’s voice.

“Where do you need it? Shall we eat one more time?”

Come to think of it, Miso was playing around with my semen.
I’m sure my mom didn’t think so either.

“No, just… It’s pitiful.”
“Are you sorry? What?”
“They were children who might become the children of the predecessors…”
“Pooh. What is that.”

I thought it was my mom’s joke.
However, her mother’s expression as she looked at her sewer drain where the sperm had been sucked in with sad eyes still looked infinitely lonely.
It was only then that I realized what her mother meant.

“… Mom. Sperm are just cells, not life. No need to feel sorry for her.”
“Still…”

I hugged her mother’s naked body and put my chin on her shoulder and whispered.

“The sperm I threw away for masturbation so far would exceed the population of the earth? There is no end to assigning meaning to each such thing. And today, because I packed so much, only water came out this time.”

Scientifically, she didn’t have to worry at all, but her mother’s heart wasn’t completely incomprehensible either.
In the semen dumped in her sewer, there might have been sperm that would become Junior after Jinsun.
Especially a mother who has given birth to her child must feel differently.

Her mother, who had been silent for a while, spoke in a serious voice.

“… Seonhu, after this drama is over, do we really want to have children?”
“Uh? Really?”

Surprised by the unexpected offer, I asked back.

Regarding the child, I was one-sidedly clinging to the mother.
Each time, her mother only evaded her answer, saying, ‘Let’s think about it after the drama is over,’ and she never once properly nodded her head.

“Huh. She’s a mom too, she’s older so maybe she’ll be fine…”

I don’t know what kind of change of heart her mother had.
As she watched the semen float away, she must have felt something.
Anyway, it was something I didn’t want.

“Thank you! Thanks, Mom!”

I was thrilled with her and hugged her mother.

Others may not understand.
Why am I so obsessed with making mothers and children?

There is no blood connection between mom and me.
A relationship bound together by a single piece of paper called adoption.
It is not enough to thank my mother for raising her with more pampering than her own child, but the fact that she was the adopted child was rather a shackle to me now.
No matter how much I love you, I can’t marry her mother.

‘I married the person I love, gave birth to many children, and lived happily ever after.’

It is the jeonghyeonggu of the happy ending that comes out of any old story.

For me, the position of that ‘loved person’ has never changed even for a moment.
Having a child with a mother was the final step in the happy life I had dreamed of since childhood.

I wanted to give the child I gave birth to the love I didn’t receive from my real parents.
I wanted to present a happier life than anyone else.
I wanted to give my child the good parents I never had.

But I can’t marry my mother.
When my head grew big enough to understand that fact, I had to give up on that dream.
And when I went beyond the normal mother-son relationship with my mother, the dream I had given up was revived.

There is a blood connection with the mother.
Even though I couldn’t get married, if I could have children, my dream would have come true.
Marriage is a process, not an end point in life.
The mother’s pregnancy could be said to be the finale of the novel “Life of Sun-Hoo Jin”.

“Sorry. Mom had no idea that her predecessor was taking it so seriously.”

Mom hugged me from behind and held my hand affectionately.
She feels the depth of her affection in that hand.

“She thought she would give birth because she wanted to be with her daughter too.”
“Mom?! What are you looking at me for!”

I know it’s a joke, but what her mother said made her angry beyond shock.
No matter how much I am, I’m not trash enough to attack my daughter. … Maybe.

“Okay. Now that she knows that the choice is sincere, she will seriously plan her mother too. Instead, since her mother can’t work when she’s pregnant, should the seonhu have to work hard to earn her mother’s share? As a father. Got it?”
“Huh. Even if my mother gives birth to quintuplets, she will earn enough to not worry.”

Because that’s what I became an actor for.
Motivation welled up.

“He is. I’m still worried because my mother is elderly. I have nothing to say.”

The touch of my mother pinching the back of my hand also felt good.

“Mom. Thank you. Love you.”
“Mom loves my son too.”

I kissed my happy, smiling mother once again.

Happy.
And thinking that I will be happier in the future made me even happier.

“Mom. Shall we start now? Making children.”

Unlike me who was excited, Mom hardened her face at my words.

“Also? You have done it.”
“I still want to do it. I want to do it right now.”
“Oh! No! Mom now, aaaaa… ♡”

──In my house that day, the moaning didn’t seem to stop all night long.