Chapter 69 – My 9-Year-Old Sister Became a Mother.
“I love you mom..”
“I love my son too..”
Lee Bo-young, 24 years old, 172 cm, 57 kg, G cup breasts
My sister is tall and thin, but she has big breasts.
Rather than a pretty face, it’s more like a cutie.
Boyoung, who is 9 years younger than me, is my mother.
Her dad passed away in an accident two years after Boyoung was born, when Boyoung was 3 years old.
My mother raised my siblings by herself, and we were able to grow up well thanks to her sacrifice.
I got a job right after I became an adult and became a member of the family, and when Boyoung became an adult, I was recognized for my skills and quickly promoted to become a technical manager.
Thanks to that, my salary and incentives have increased, and now I am in a situation where I can take care of the family by myself.
Boyoung had just graduated from college and she was just getting ready for a job.
In the meantime, her mother suddenly collapsed and was taken to the hospital, but in the end, we left our siblings and left for a good place first.
The doctor said that the cancer had already spread, and she felt sorry for how no one knew about her, and we said that we did not feel any symptoms or abnormalities until her mother passed away.
Then she said that the doctor said that she probably had an aura, and that her mother knew about it, and she said that sometimes, after achieving what she wanted to achieve in the end, she said that there are many people who put it down only then.
Perhaps her mother was waiting for Boyoung to graduate from her university.
She always said that her mother must graduate from university, she told Bo-young, and she said that only when she graduated from university would she be recognized as a woman, and as long as she was alive, she would tell her to graduate from college. He did.
Seeing that Boyoung graduated and she passed away shortly after, it seemed that her mother had been holding on to her Boyoung to see her graduate.
I relied on her mom a lot.
When she had troubles or difficulties, she confided in her mother, cried in front of her mother, and acted foolishly.
My mother accepted all my childishness, and she encouraged me, complimented me, and told me many things.
Every payday, I always went out to eat with her mother, gave her good food, good clothes, etc. And made her mother laugh.
However, it was a pity that he was never given a health checkup.
Why couldn’t they just do a health checkup among many, many things? I regretted and regretted crying for days.
Then, Bo-young was heartbroken to see me like that, and she came to my crying side every day and hugged me and comforted me while crying together.
Boyoung also had a hard time.
Her father is hardly remembered by her, but she loved her mother more than anyone else and was a filial daughter.
She never got into trouble, and because she was an obedient daughter, Bo-young cried every day looking at her mother’s picture.
Half a year after her mother passed away, Bo-young got a job, and I decided to go out to dinner with her on the weekend to celebrate.
And on Saturday evening, we went to a nearby beef restaurant and I gave Bo-yeong everything she wanted to eat.
Boyoung ate deliciously and liked it, and I liked it as well, passed on her company life know-how, and had a fun time.
And when she came home, Boyoung held up a picture of her mother and talked.
“Mom, I got a job. So my brother bought me some beef and congratulated me. If I had a mother, I would have loved it. Still, you would be watching me from the sky? Please support me too”
And Boyoung shed tears for the last time as she hugged me.
After that day, Boyoungie changed.
Every time I saw Boyoung, I saw her mother. She behaved the same as her mother, including side dishes, soup, and even her mother’s behavior that her mother often made.
“Brother, now I will treat you like a mother.. Because no one loved her mother as much as her brother..”
“Boyoung..”
At some point, I confided my troubles to Bo-yeong, and she cried and acted childishly.
Before I knew it, I was treating Bo-young like her mother, and I felt like her mother, not her sister.
And Friday evening. I came home drunk after a dinner party, and Bo-young greeted me and, like her mother, supported me as I staggered, took me to her room, and took off my clothes.
I got drunk and talked to Boyoung.
“Uh~? Where is Mom? Mom~? When did Mom come~? Did you come to see me for a while~? Mom~ I’ll take responsibility for Boyoungie.
Boyoung talked to me.
“Hak Jun-ah, my mom is always watching, so she’s not sick and doing well!”
But I wasn’t really drunk.
I walked straight home with only a little bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of
I came home and deliberately wanted to see her mother, so I pretended to be drunk and talked.
But Boyoung talked like a real mother would, and I couldn’t stop acting her drunkenness.
“Bo-young.. Just said that..”
“I know, her brother’s not drunk, that she’s not drunk like this, that’s why… If it were my mother, she wouldn’t have said this.”
Boyoung knows it too. That I don’t get drunk to this extent with my alcohol consumption.
I then talked to Boyoung.
“Bo-young… You’re going to have a hard time too, but you don’t have to keep doing like mom.”
“Oppa, I only need you to have an oppa.. I will act like a mother.. Leave my oppa with me.. So that oppa looks at me..”
Boyoung loved me as a man more than her brother.
“Bo-Young, are you prepared to live with me for the rest of your life? Even if you never get married and have a child, you will grow up without a father.
“It doesn’t matter.. As long as you stay by my side.. As long as Hak-Jun and you stay by my side..”
When I heard that, I pulled Boyoung over and kissed her.
“It’s too late to regret it now.. Because I love you too, Boyoung..”
Then I hugged Boyoung and kissed her and squeezed Boyoung’s breasts hard.
Boyoung undressed, put his breasts to my face, and I sucked on them.
After pulling my pants down and pulling out my cock, Boyoung grabbed my cock and gave it a quick shake.
After I took off my clothes, I lay down and Boyoung started sucking my cock.
As I sucked on the cock, I fondled the glans with my tongue, and I was aroused.
Then, Boyoung lifted my legs and brought his cock to his chest, then wrapped his cock around his chest and shook it.
Boyoung’s chest was warm, soft, and chewy like glutinous rice cake.
“Brother, think of me as your mother.. I will be your mother..”
Boyoung came to feel motherly love for me, and she wanted to be a mother, not a younger sister.
“Mom..”
I also felt her mother’s love while watching her Bo-young, and I came to think of Bo-young as her mother.
“Hakjun-ah, I love you..”
“I love you too.. Mom..”
I laid Boyoung down and immediately inserted her cock, and Boyoung let out a moan as she accepted my cock.
“Hahhhhh”
I gripped Boyoung’s chest as I fucked her cock harder and harder.
“Mom.. I love you.. I want to live with her mom for the rest of my life..”
“Son .. Ha uh .. Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh to her!”
We went from brother and sister to mother and son.
I fucked her cock faster, and Boyoung’s breasts were shaking rapidly.
Then he lifted Bo-young’s legs, put them over one of her shoulders, and drove her cock, her cramped pussy tightening even more.
Bo-yeong’s pussy was thick, and Bo-young’s body was so sensitive that even a slight touch made her wet her pussy.
I lowered Boyoung’s legs, picked her up and lifted her up, and hugged Boyoung while she was sitting.
Boyoung pulled me together, raised her knees, put her feet on her bed, spread her legs, put her cock in, and squeezed her cock out.
I quickly moved her waist, and Bo-yeong spread her legs as far as possible and put them in. I grabbed Bo-young by the hips and shook them quickly.
Then I lay down, and Boyoung lowered her knees and moved her waist and her legs as if riding a horse and had sex with her, and I grabbed Boyoung’s breasts.
Boyoung continued to rock her waist faster, her chest bouncing up and down her.
I turned Boyoung on her back and rammed her cock behind her as Boyoung did her frog pose, getting her into more aroused poses.
I fucked her cock harder, I fell down and wrapped my arms around Boyoung’s neck, driving her cock hard, and Boyoung let out a moan in pain from my strength.
“Ughhh.. Uhhhhh”
“Mom, how is my cock..? Good..? I love your pussy so much.. I want to keep fucking it”
“Hak Juna .. Uhhhhhmhhhhh?”
I pulled out my cock up to the glans, then pushed it hard and repeatedly, and Boyoung felt pain and excitement at the same time.
Then I pushed all my cock in and ejaculated, and Bo-yeong squirted out her pussy while feeling an orgasm.
After I had all the semen, I pulled out my cock and put it in Boyoung’s mouth, and Boyoung sucked on my cock.
After having sex like that, we washed up and talked.
“Mom, I will ejaculate until you conceive my child.”
“Even if you’re pregnant, you have to have sex. She’s only a mother of her son’s cock, right?”
That’s how we naturally became mother and child.
Of course, they don’t really think of them as mother and son, but they call them mother and son.
Because I really love Boyoung
