Chapter 97 – The Inconvenient Truth About Mom and Aunt – 10
Like comparing the size of my penis to my dad’s,
I felt that kind of feeling from the gestures of holding it up and down to check the size.
Longing for Dad’s Big Cock…
So did my mother, so did my aunt,
Also, Aunt Emily wouldn’t have been much different.
‘Damn it!’
Like my mother, who looked so charming, beautiful, and proud, and so was my aunt, I could feel her struggling to find traces of her father who had run away from me.
After all, mom
Even though she hated her father so much, wouldn’t she want to find traces of her father in me, her son?!
Aunt Emily gave me her breasts so freely, because of her father!
Now I feel like I understand little by little the reasons why the women around me behaved the way I did.
And at the root of that behavior, there was a father in common.
And the father who owned a huge cock and wielded it to his heart’s content as if to show off!
In the end, the mother gave in to her father’s big cock, gave birth, and accepted sexual slavery.
He must have developed a great hatred after his father cheated on him and left the house.
Thinking like that made my aunt feel more comfortable. So I shamelessly asked her aunt.
“Is it as big as Daddy’s?”
“… Uh… Huh? Ah~ uh… Uhhh~”
My aunt must have been very upset.
But in the end, me and my aunt, what we’re thinking right now is the same…
‘In the end, you fucking bitches who used to be your father’s sex slaves!!!’
I wish I had sex with my dad…
Family relationship,
Abandoning all friendships,
How desperate must bitch bitches be while giving off their father’s big cock in the middle?!
No matter where Dad was or what he was doing, I had a strong desire to direct traffic with these bitches.
With her left hand, I recklessly grabbed my aunt’s bulging breasts over her dress with her left hand, stretching her back to make my bottom bulge even more.
“Ahhhhh~”
My aunt let out her moans as her shoulders drooped.
With her right hand, she unzipped the back of her dress and then slipped her hand inside to unhook her bra.
As if the bra that was holding her aunt’s breasts freed the breasts that were contained inside, she “Swelled” And stretched out at once.
After pushing her left hand through the chest bone exposed outside the square neck, the hook came off and she advanced it into the loose cup of her bra.
Then, with a ‘squirt’, the bumps on her elastic breasts were caught in my palm.
Even though I’m not looking at it, I just slide my hand into the dress and hold the udder as if squeezing it, I can feel the texture that is distinctly different from that of the mother’s udder.
Even though they are sisters by blood,
Even the feeling of one breast is so completely different that the difference is incomparable.
It’s clear that Dad, like a predator in the jungle, has captured all the women around him because of this taste.
Greed of typical bullshit trash!
But that desire gradually entered my body,
To be more precise, it is a feeling of fullness and overflow in my lower extremities.
As I grabbed her aunt’s nipple with two of her fingers, turned it around and pulled it, the strength of her aunt’s grip on my lower body gradually grew.
Every time I move my hand,
Her aunt’s stiff thighs lost her strength, and her knees seemed to open little by little, but she opened them completely defenselessly, as if she had given up on closing them again.
She slipped her hand into the hem of her dress and pressed ‘quickly’ under the panties that were touching her pubic bone. Her aunt threw her head back and groaned, ‘Ahhhhh’.
After rubbing the bottom of the panties a few more times, it gets wet enough to feel soggy.
In a way
I feel much more lethargic and wet than my mother.
How much did he have to suffer while opening this bottom hole again for his father? How did she initially react when her father had sex with her?
It feels like her curiosity about her mother is quickly transferred to her aunt.
It feels like my aunt has completely entrusted her body to me, to the point that I can take off her panties and stick her fingers in her bottom hole right now.
At that time, the cell phone in her pants pocket rang again, “Brook-bruck-.”
[Why aren’t you coming? Are you still waiting in the bathroom? I must go.]
This is the message my mother is urging me to.
“Are you here for your sister?”
As my aunt leaned over me, she asked in a languid voice.
“Yes.”
“Anyway, I can’t be quick to notice my sister.”
[My aunt is leaving the bathroom right now, so wait! Don’t keep staring! You know you shouldn’t drink because you’re pregnant, right?]
“Oh my God! Is your mother pregnant?”
My aunt, who peered over her shoulder at the message I took, asked with a startled expression.
“And what are you to my mother? As if you would be your father.”
“I said it strongly to warn you that you might drink.”
“Still, you were a little harsh to my mother~”
“Since we live together, we tend to treat each other a little more comfortably. Sometimes we even take a shower together.”
“Shah… Taking a shower together? Ah~ Hey… I’m asking my mom to push me on the back. It could be that.”
“At first, my mom was washing my back, but now I’m washing my mom too.”
“… You’re not saying that the two of you are facing each other in the shower, right?”
“I do too. Wipe the back, wipe the front as well.”
“Oh my! Then your mother also showers and cleans face to face with you?”
“Sure. That’s about what…”
“Oh my~ But you’re a college student, so it’s kind of like that, kid!”
“I’m used to it now, so it’s okay.”
“Then why don’t you wash your sister’s breasts too? Couldn’t you just wipe it underneath too?”
“What do you have to cover when you shower together? Wipe the back, wipe the bottom, and that’s it.”
“Seo… No way, your sister is that. Wash that too… Huh?!”
“That… I won’t talk about it because I’m afraid it’ll be embarrassing to Mom.”
“Uh… Your mother is in trouble? Then, does unnie really wash yours, touch it, and then just do that?”
“Huh~ Okay.”
“Oh my God~ Then really… You must be like your mother and your lover.”
“Ah, not a lover, what.”
“That’s why you just sent the message so comfortably.”
“That… There is that side of it. If my aunt had a son like me, that would be the case.”
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, I wish I had a son who washes like you, kid.”
“Didn’t Daddy clean Auntie?”
“Oh, that… Come to think of it, it seems like there was a time like that.”
“Daddy was a bit reckless, wasn’t he?”
“Huh? Ah… Kinda… It was.”
“Dad was very violent when he had sex with Mom, and was he the same with Auntie?”
I continued to ask embarrassing questions to my aunt as if throwing a quick ball.
“How do you know you had sex with your dad and mom like that?”
“I vividly remember the things I woke up to listen to and peek at when I was young. You wouldn’t have done that to your aunt either.”
“Ah~ Mo… I don’t know~ There was something like that.”
I feel as if my aunt’s waist is being pulled toward me more comfortably in my arms.
“Your mother, you have to be careful because you are very quick-witted. This is my business card, so call me on the number there. Whenever! Understand?”
Her aunt took her business card from her handbag that was slung over her shoulder and put it in her hand.
“The address of the hairdresser is also there. Usually, the last customer ends at 9, so text me. Let’s go down quickly!”
So she ended up slipping her aunt’s business card into the pocket of her trousers and going down her dark emergency exit stairs and into the karaoke bar again.
The karaoke room was still noisy.
“Why did it take so long? Are you feeling very unwell?”
Instead of her mom asking her aunt, she asked me.
“I think I vomited, but I don’t know. ‘Cause I’ve been waiting outside If you’re curious, ask your aunt.”
I deliberately peeked to see her mother’s reaction.
“No, it’s okay. If you are, see if that’s the case.”
As expected, the mother pretends to be uncomfortable with her aunt and acts the other way around.
“Mom, would you like to dance with me?”
“Oh my… I don’t like it~”
Her mother’s voice crept in.
“I told you not to do anything stupid!”
Mom whispered to me as she looked around.
“Why don’t you come to karaoke and sing with your mom? Mum, wake up and do a sexy dance!”
“Oh, I hate it, it’s embarrassing.”
Just in time, her aunt took her microphone and she started singing a slow-tempo ballad.
I grabbed her mother’s hand, lifted her up, wrapped her arms around her waist, and started riding her rhythm.
My mother tried to take it off a few times, but when I violently applied her strength, she gave up and entrusted herself to me.
“Don’t get too attached. I mean, I noticed.”
The day my mom clings to me, she keeps pushing me away and whispering.
“Who cares? Do you notice your aunt?”
I peeked out.
“That… That’s not… Everyone sees it! I have kids too.”
“It’s good when a mother and her son are cuddling, what are you looking at! We’re not the only ones dancing.”
Come to think of it, the only person sitting in the karaoke room right now is her grandfather.
No one cares about us Except for one aunt.
I sneakily put her hand on her mother’s ass as my aunt noticed me.
Mom is distraught, whether she has no feelings or she likes it, she-of course she can’t be because of this in the current situation-but she stays still.
She put her hand on her hip and grabbed her mother’s butt. Because of her no panties, the heavy flesh of her buttocks felt more vivid.
My aunt’s gaze began to follow the movements of my hand.
I lifted her hand from her ass and wrapped it around her mother’s waist, pulling her lower abdomen closer to mine.
I could feel her mother’s belly pressing against my bulging belly.
