Chapter 77 – Oblivion – 9
“Isn’t that your son?”
“It’s simple. You can think of me not as a son, but as someone else who humiliates your mother.”
I don’t think I understood exactly, but my mother tilted her head roughly and nodded lightly. She looks around her, even while holding the coffee, and keeps pulling her arms inward to cover her breasts.
“She said she shouldn’t cover her mother.”
“Yeah, but… What if people find out…”
You care more about people than exposure itself. Hmm.. What to do In fact, she can’t take it off, that’s it, but should I put her clothes on..
While worrying while touching the mesh camisole her mother took off, it was perfect! She thinks of something funny. She’s an asshole, but a strange idea that seems to work. She puts the thin camisole she took off around my neck and turns it behind her before she talks.
“Mom, she’ll stay here for a while.”
“Uh? Where are you going alone?”
“I’ll be back here at the convenience store soon.”
Leaving her hesitant mother alone, she quickly entered the convenience store. And where are the miscellaneous goods… Oh, there they are. She strides over and grabs a pen for the computer and goes to the checkout.
But where did the part-time job go? While she thinks how long it’s been since she left, part-time job hurriedly comes out of the bathroom and returns to her seat.
Looking closely, the panties that her mother handed to her were sticking out a little from her pants pocket. Her face is a little flushed, and her dick is a little puffed up. Ah ah ah ah ah. I see This can be happen. I understand everything now.
I think I’m sorry for interrupting a good time, but the part-timer doesn’t even look at me once and pays quickly.
When I returned my cell phone, he looked at me and came out with a benevolent smile as if he understood everything. When she came out, her mother stood quietly in a corner of her entrance, holding a cup of coffee in her hands, covering only her breasts, staring at the door whenever she came out.
“What did you buy?”
My mother approached me as if I was glad to see her. Then, she shows her the pen she bought by shaking it.
“What? A felt-tip pen?”
“Uh. Come on.”
“Where are you going to use it?”
“Like this. Mom, wait a minute…”
After opening the cap of her pen, she holds her mother’s chin with one hand, and with the other she holds her felt-tip pen under her eye and draws a tiny dot on her. I rubbed it gently and took it off… Oh my! Got a dot! The song plays automatically in her head. Why did you meet me
“Ruler. It’s done. Look at this mom.”
After turning on her phone to her selfie mode, her mom shows her face. She looked at her cell phone even though her mother was a bit dumbfounded.. She looked more surprised than she thought.
“How is it? Doesn’t it look like a completely different person?”
“Uh… It’s like a dream, really.”
This works I think I will laugh at the mother who turns her head around to check. Are you pure? Or are you naive? Either that or something has to do with it.
“Now then, can I be proud? No one will know that you are a mother.”
“Sure. There’s nothing to be ashamed of now.”
My mom, who seems to have taken care of everything now, stretches her waist, smiles lovingly at me, and puts her coffee close to my mouth as she talks.
“Whose son is this smart?”
Cut off. Take a sip and then talk again.
“Mom. So now I can go around wherever there are people, right?”
“Um…Because my son did it this far. Her mother should hang out too.”
At the same time, Mom takes a sip of the coffee I had. She wants to drink mine while having her own. Grab the nipple in front of you with one hand.
“Where would be good?”
“Well… Even if people don’t recognize me, I don’t think a mother can stand her voice when her son fucks her…”
What I’m going to do this time is humiliation, so I think we’ll have a lot of conversations, so if it’s too loud, that’s okay. It’s tricky to fix. Even if it’s too loud, now it’s going to be noisy because of my mom’s moaning.
Umm… I can’t remember right away. Touch her breasts in front of her, then slip behind her mother, place her arms on her shoulders, and stand by her side as you did when you first arrived.
“Let’s think while walking.”
My mother started walking slowly at my words. But it seems like it was decided naturally, as if someone with no direction was leading it. Well… That’s it. By the way, how should I eat this desired body to be satisfied… My mother asks me while thinking about it.
“But what about the situation you mentioned earlier?”
“Huh?”
“You told me to think of you as someone other than your son. Like who?”
“Uh.. Let’s talk roughly about the situation..”
I thought about how to talk to her while scratching her chin with the hand holding the cell phone.
“Now, after being raped by a stranger called ‘me,’ mom does what her body tells her to do.”
“Abusive? Like what?”
“Well… That doesn’t matter too much. She had sex with me unintentionally, but the match was so good that I had a tingling experience.”
“More than my son?”
“Uh.. Um… Well, just like that for now?”
“Oh my God. How well do you want to do?”
“That, well…”
My mother keeps interfering with me when I’m trying to tell a rough story. Should I be so detailed?
“Anyway, I can’t forget the sex you had with me, and I came back and just gave her mother her shameful orders.”
“Can I just follow that?”
“No. Something like the sense of immorality that she is betraying her husband and her son, and the incision that she will give her body to whatever she wants, but will not take her heart away.
“Hmm… It’s easy to do what you’re told to do. My mother is single-minded with her son, so it is difficult for her to immerse herself a little.”
You are referring to me there, not my husband. Hmm .. I walked a little while lightly pulling on her top with my thumb and forefinger and came out of the apartment. I see a small shopping mall, but here’s where to go…
I saw someone coming out from somewhere far away, so I looked closely and there was a coin karaoke room on the second floor. What? Coin Karaoke?
Uh… That’s fine It’s a noisy place, but once you enter the room, it’s not too noisy. At this time, there won’t be many kids after 10 o’clock, but what. There will still be people there.
But it’s weird I feel like I’ll be safe without anything happening even if I go there in this state now. I feel like I don’t have to worry about anything at all. Maybe it’s because of the power that my mother has such strange common sense?
For now, let’s enjoy the given situation diligently. I point to the second floor over there and talk to my mother.
“Mom. Let’s go over there.”
“Huh? Where?”
“Coin karaoke on the second floor.”
“Why? Will you sing?”
“Put the microphone on and listen to your mother’s moans.”
“I need to mix a lot of nasal sounds when making sounds.”
I walk slowly across the crosswalk with my mother who accepts anything I say. Walking up the stairs, you can feel the age, and you will find a neat coin karaoke room that looks like it has just opened.
When I open the door and go in, I suddenly think of it. Ah! I don’t have cash I was standing in front of the door thinking about what to do… But at that moment I realized that I was an idiot.
If you’re not singing, why would you worry about this?
“What are you doing, son?”
Looking at me hesitating for a moment, my mother asks. Oh, I’ll have to start with the words.
“Mom. It starts the moment you enter here.”
“That? Isn’t it time to stop calling your son son?”
“Please be as serious as possible.”
“I’ll try my best, but honestly, I’m not confident.”
“Is it because you like your son so much?”
“Then. My son asked for it, so he took off all his clothes like this.”
Hmm.. This is true. Even if you like it too much, it’s a negative factor. I thought about how to make it focus, but I see a pen that I haven’t thrown away yet. Ah! That’s right.
“Mom. This.”
“Huh?”
I give my mother a felt-tip pen.
“With this, draw as much as you need on my face. Enough that I can’t even think of it.”
“Ah. Okay.”
She gives me a cup of coffee she was holding, receives a marker pen, and opens the cap. Mom says with a slightly excited expression.
“Son. Close your eyes.”
“Uh? Eye?”
“Huh.”
What are you doing with your eyes closed? Once I closed my eyes And I felt the rather hard texture of the felt pen touch the area around my eyes…
A sign pen that shows flamboyant play at the level of painting rather than simply drawing. What, what is this I didn’t expect this First of all, the side with the mouth has no sign of coming, so I ask.
“Mom..?”
“Huh? Why?”
“You’re not going to paint your face, are you?”
“No. I’m only going to do it around the eyes.”
“That… Is it?”
It didn’t take long, probably thanks to my mom’s hard work. The pen fell off her face, so when she opened her eyes, she saw her mother with a tilted expression as if she was still dissatisfied.
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“Uh.. I can still see my son’s face.”
“How the hell did you do that…”
When I turned on my phone’s selfie mode and looked at my face… Wow. There is no such thing as Kung Fu Panda. The snowball is black. But are you still not satisfied with this?
While wondering if it was her love for her son or if her aesthetic sense was strange, the mother, who was looking at me with her chin resting on her chin with a felt-tip pen in her hand, asks.
“Can I paint a little more?”
“… Okay.”
Let’s see how far Bring her face again and this time paint the area around her mouth. I can roughly guess what kind of picture will come out.
While Mom was busy painting, she secretly rolled her eyes and looked inside the karaoke room. Two male customers who were about to come out were looking at us from the door with a shocked look on their faces. Well, it seems that the perception is normal here as well, like a one-sided.
I felt like I was standing in front of the door, so I grabbed my mom who was busy painting by the waist and took a few steps to her side to get out of the way. Those people opened the door and came out with their eyes fixed on her mother’s body, not on us.
Then, when she was almost all the way down, she tripped once and nearly tripped one person.
“It’s done!”
In the meantime, my mother removed the felt-tip pen from her face with her excited voice. Unlike her smiling mother, she looked at her cell phone in a nervous mood.. What is this? If Kung Fu Panda did something like a bandit, it would look exactly like this. There are three black lumps on the face.
“Are you satisfied now?”
“Um… I can still see my son’s face a little. I think this will be fine.”
“Okay..?”
Mom closes the pen cap with a satisfied face. In the meantime, you can see my face. Whether it’s good or bad After receiving a pen, what should I do with this… I insert it between my panties and my waist.
Ohh. It would be like this a long time ago. Maybe it’s because it’s new, but the rubber bands on the pants are a bit stiff, so I think I can put my phone in it. Just in case, I plugged my phone into the other side… Oh. Are you okay? Since the liquid crystal touches the skin, it does not slip well.
Regain the slack in her hands and take another sip of coffee. So, let’s check before we start. She puts her hand on the door, and the other arm holding the coffee is draped over her mother’s shoulder as she talks.
“It really starts the moment you open the door here. When you call me, you can call me you or you. Who am I?”
“A bad person who ruins the harmony of our family.”
“Uh.. What. That’s right… But what am I asking you to do?”
“Even if you feel resentful, listen to everything.”
“Which of you, me or my son, feels better when we have sex?” “Of course not my son… Er… You.”
Too much love for my son is a bit of a burden now. Ha.. If I keep doing this, I think it will 100% cut off once in the middle.
I thought about it before I grabbed the door and opened it… Huh? An interesting thought comes to mind.
Oh oh.. Something is getting the direction. Would this be eaten straight bread by a mother full of love for her son?
You open the door with a smile on your face. A part-timer, a man sitting at the counter, lifts his head from his phone and looks at us, his eyes widening. Uh, I’m a little tired of that now.
As if nothing had happened, I walked slowly past the counter with her mother and looked around her. It seems there aren’t that many people. I think there are more empty rooms.
What though It’s not like there aren’t people because I can hear the singing voices mixed together. Find an empty space and enter it. A narrow place is better than a wide one because there are two of them. I take mine and my mom’s coffee, put them on top, and sit down in her chair.
“Now then, shall we begin?”
I rubbed her hands lightly and looked at her mother. Unlike before, when she smiled, she looked at me with a serious expression, covering her breasts and crotch with her hands.
“You… Are you out of your mind to make me do this…?”
Oh. You speak with a lot more emotion than I thought. Good good. I like this style very much.
“Why would you do this? The person who roared beneath me, forgetting about his family.”
“That..!”
My mother, who was about to speak, glared at me silently, biting her lower lip. Ohh.. You seem to be more immersed than I thought? A satisfied smile is drawn. Of course, half of her face is painted black, so it looks fucking sinister.
“There’s no use trying to do that. Anyway, even if you are a woman with such an incision, it won’t be long before you take ownership of her body from her husband..”
“No.”
“Huh?”
A mother who cuts her off midway.
“My body is not my husband’s. It’s our son.”
“Uh… Uh uh. Ah, from my son.”
What should I do if he cuts off like a knife at a place like this… From earlier on, I felt like I was going to do this because of my son’s love. The atmosphere suddenly gets cold and I’m thinking about what to do, but suddenly my mother smiles coldly and talks.
“I just have to put up with a moment of humiliation. To protect my family.”
“Hoo.. Is that so? But I don’t know how long that confidence will last. I have a very good idea.”
The atmosphere soon returned. As she watches whether it’s acting or real, she snorts at her mother’s laughed expression, a little admiring.
“Joy. Do you think I will blink an eye no matter what you threaten?”
“Once you hear about it, you won’t be able to show such an arrogant attitude.”
“No matter how good you are at sex, I’m just having sex with my beloved son..”
“It’s about his son.”
This time I cut off my mother. A mother whose eyes widen and her face hardens at the mention of her son.
“Everything… You…”
I can see the hand that was covering her body tremble little by little. Oh wow, that meticulous acting.
“What are you going to do to my… My son…”
With her relaxed expression, she crosses her legs and talks nonchalantly to her mother, who is glaring at me fiercely with her wide eyes, which do not intend to become smaller.
“It’s nothing. Your son…”
The most plausible threat to be eaten by the mother who came to mind at the door earlier. Of course, it’s a story that would be fucking ridiculous if others heard it.
“I’m going to make you masturbate by yourself.”
Her mother’s mouth opens in remembrance.
