Chapter 11 – Friend’s Mom’s Dirty Secret – 2
“What happened?”
“No, nothing. By the way… His bottom was out of his pants. A completely dark lump of flesh, like a lump of meat…”
“Huh~ I guess you didn’t know that you were embarrassed because you were a sex offender.”
I was really surprised at that part, but I continued the conversation as calmly as possible.
“Yes. But… That… That was too much. It’s about two spans in the palm of my hand… I thought it couldn’t be something natural.”
“Huh~ That… Is that me?”
“Then, I was curious, ‘Is this why women fall for teaching assistants so easily?’. A strange delusion about size? I’m having a consultation, but I can’t organize my mind. The big thing keeps flickering. At that time, I didn’t have much experience in criminal counseling…”
“That… So?”
It was like I was a counselor.
“He kept bobbing his head up and down as he looked at me. But you know what it means.”
“The meaning of the nod?”
“Yeah, what do you want from me…”
“Oh~”
I was speechless. The woman’s face was flushed red.
“So… He lowered his head, put his hand down his skirt, and pulled his… Panties down to his thighs. He said he grinned. It made my head spin as if I was hypnotized.”
Omg! That… That’s why the lady’s expression… Like that! Wow!
“That… So…”
“I pulled it between my ankles and put it in my handbag. Then he started ‘giggling’ again. Then he shook his head left and right. Over and over again.”
“That… That?”
“Okay. It was a signal to spread your legs. So, without realizing it, I opened my thighs and pulled up the skirt. It’s getting cold down there Oh~”
The woman’s lips parted.
“He bent over under the table. And then for a while… He started moving his hips back and forth as he sat up laughing. As if having sex~ Without realizing it, I started to touch the lower part with my fingers. While exchanging glances with that man.”
“Has the man been sitting?”
“Huh. I think that made me more impatient. If he had approached me, he would have been scared, but oddly enough, he didn’t feel that worried. It’s as if he won’t touch his hand, so he wants me to enjoy myself to the fullest… I feel like his eyes are groping my whole body. Especially the feeling of being trampled between the crotch with eyes. It’s embarrassing, but it’s getting too hot.”
Her aunt’s breathing deepened. My face was also hot. She must have had her face red like after drinking.
“The fingers touching my bottom got wet, and it was the man’s big cock that I felt so ugly and gross at first, but at that moment, my curiosity to try putting that… That big cock in my ass surged up. What would it really feel like to jump on his big cock and rock his ass back and forth with that long, thick chunk of flesh tucked into his ass? Just such an unbearable desire…”
“I… Really?”
“That’s when I thought about it. ‘Ah, this is why women fall in love in an instant. In the end, the Electra complex that Freud said is manifested in me too.”
“Freud’s Electra Complex?”
I asked back in surprise at the strange term I had never heard of.
“That… Why am I talking about that? Think of it like you’re studying and figure it out.”
‘Electra complex?’
‘What else is that!!!’
“That… By the way…”
Ah~ Disappointingly, the lady tried to change her words. No eh eh! Want to know more!
So I cubed again!
“You said earlier that it was a pet stage, but did the lady go to that stage as well?”
What a stupid question this is!
But the lady answered my question very naturally again.
“You should see that. Still, he had manners. That’s why I fell for it more.”
“Mae… Manners?”
“Preparing a woman adequately is called manners by the teaching assistant. Speaking of sports, would you say warm-up?
“Then you mean caresses?”
“In fact, rather than physically, it trains women to accept men better mentally. That’s where the meaning of teaching assistant comes from.”
“That… I see.”
“In the end, it is difficult to go to the next level if a woman is not satisfied with being a teaching assistant.”
“It’s fortunate.”
“Perhaps that pervert was trying to manipulate everything, not just her mother’s sexuality.”
“You control everything?”
“Huh. You must have controlled when to go to bed, what time to eat, what street clothes to wear, and what panties and bra to wear. Then we move on to the physiological stuff.”
“Is it physiological?”
“Yeah, how often do you pee, or how long do you pee? Taking a shower, changing underwear, the number and duration of masturbation.”
“He told my mom to masturbate and send me proof photos! Then, eating, taking a shower, etc. In the end, you live with permission for every move.”
“From a woman’s point of view, she feels sexually satisfied and secure there, and she feels that she is loved, and in the end, she becomes Majo or Sadie. It could be both.”
“Mah… Sadie Majora?”
“Anyway, I think it was around level 3 or 4. Or… Maybe she already met her and was just making her mom more submissive because she thought something was lacking. Then she would have trained harder.”
Tattoo marks on mom’s butt!
Lower lip piercing!
I’m sure you’ve already met your mother!
But I kept my mouth shut.
“That… I’m worried.”
“If it’s not Sadie, violent cases are rare, so don’t worry too much. If you entered the meeting stage after that, it would have started from the pet stage I talked about earlier. Anyway, I think I got a little closer to the reality of my mother’s pregnancy.”
“Whew~ That… I will.”
Aunt Emily’s every word really made my flesh tremble.
‘What stage did the real mother go to? But she’s even pregnant! Who the hell got her pregnant?’
‘After all, did that hopa impregnate her mother? Or did she go to the stage of intercourse with someone she said? Opening his ass to this guy and that guy and mixing his body!?’
“I’m going to go to the bathroom. I need to wash my hands too.”
“Ah yes…”
The auntie adjusted her dress, and she clattered her heels towards her door.
The back line was as perfect as her mother’s S-line.
She seemed fuller than her mother on the whole, she weighed a little more, and her breasts and buttocks looked a bit more plump than her mother’s.
It probably felt that way more because she bit into her aunt’s fresh and tender nipples and even ejaculated frantically into her warm palm.
‘Ah~ Aunt Emily!
I want to eat too!
I want to put her aunt face down on her chair, put my erect lower leg in her wrinkles, and roar!
As much as mom’s ass!’
After the lady disappeared with a ‘tap’, her door closed.
I jumped up from my chair because I was so frustrated that I wanted to come to my senses.
A bright fluorescent note on the desk behind the chair she was sitting on caught her eye. Something was written in large letters on it.
‘I think I wrote something…’
I approached it out of curiosity and looked at the notes the lady had written.
『Eric’s mother – Angela, unknown cause of pregnancy – high possibility of pregnancy due to rape, 42 years old』
『Eric – son, 21 years old. Beyond Oedipus complex symptoms, ‘childhood neurosis’ was observed, excessive attachment to mother. Dreams are particularly severe. Observed Wernicke-Korsakoff syndrome due to drug addiction or Mother-Oriented Sexual Stress』
『The man who impregnated Angela seems highly likely to be Eric!』
Omg!!! What is this? The last phrase underlined!
What do you mean there’s a good chance I got my mother pregnant?
Tsubal! What kind of dog is this!
Why are you treating me like a patient? What’s wrong with me?
Damn it!
In the meantime, books with unfamiliar titles on the bookshelf caught my eye.
The psychology of sexual offenses, the aesthetics of orgies, sadism and masochism. Books with titles I’ve never seen before.
However, I could see three or four old notebooks without any titles.
What is this? Is this also the lady’s secret counseling?
Out of curiosity, I took out one of the books in the middle and opened it.
[Bite his and crawl across the bed like a puppy. As always, his was long and thick. He had a sore mouth. The hard-boiled egg he had put in the bottom hole rubbed against the vaginal wall with every step he took. It felt like more secretions flowed out each time.]
‘Omg! What else is this? This was written by an aunt. It’s even written with her own hand!!!’
I was so shocked I thought I was going to pass out.
Did the auntie do this?
The sex offender I was talking about?
But why is the bed out?
There’s no way there’s a bed in a prison counseling room!
My heart was pounding like crazy. I rolled the note I was holding in half and squeezed it into the inside pocket of my jumper.
I pushed the notes on the left and right of the empty space where I took out the notebook to make it less noticeable.
‘Kikrik~’ I heard the sound of turning the doorknob.
I quickly turned around and took a step. Aunt came in.
