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🕑 Added 2025-07-26 22:48:08 +0000 UTCEP.127. Amusement Park Date with Mom 2
As I slowly put on the panties I brought for Mom, she let out moans, her pussy dripping as she felt the two rods sliding inside her.
“All done.”
“Heuu… Th-thank you, son.”
With the panties on, Mom wore the expression of a true bitch in heat. She looked at the panties I’d put on her, smiled in satisfaction, and shakily stood up again.
“I bet you’re the only woman coming to an amusement park in panties like these.”
These panties had no straps at all—far more obscene than the crotchless ones she’d worn earlier. While they covered her pussy and ass more, they were even more vulgar.
“Don’t drop them.”
“Don’t worry. I train my pussy and ass every day, so I’ll never drop them.”
It’s a strange conversation to have about panties, but given what she was wearing, it made sense.
The panties weren’t made of ordinary fabric, but were held in place by dildos inserted into her pussy and ass, so they looked strapless from the outside, but were actually anchored inside her—truly the height of depravity.
Because the dildos stayed inside, she was constantly stimulated, and Mom couldn’t stop leaking pussy juice.
“Let’s go, Jihee.”
“Yes, husband.”
Since we couldn’t call each other mom and son in public, I called her by name, and she called me “husband,” linking arms and pressing her body to mine.
“Oh! I’ll leave these here.”
She left her old panties on the toilet lid. (A middle schooler who came in later took them and used them for his own pleasure, though neither of us knew this.)
“Go buy the tickets. I’ll get some water.”
“Alone? Hehe, okay~”
Mom was a little surprised at being sent alone, but quickly got excited and gave me a sultry look as she got in line for tickets.
It was the weekend, so the line was fairly long.
‘Hehe… What a bad son, leaving Mom among all these animals.’
Most people were couples, so no one openly hit on her, but her overflowing sex appeal and lewdness drew plenty of male attention.
‘They’re all eyeing me up, even with their girlfriends or wives right there, like they want to rape me with their eyes.’
Pretending not to notice, Mom stood quietly in line, but she could feel the lustful stares.
She didn’t try to cover her large, exposed breasts or the black heart nipple pasties, so of course she drew attention. And her nipples, hard with arousal, poked up so obviously that it was like she was advertising her heat.
“Mmm…”
“Whoa!!”
Responding to the visual assault, Mom stretched her arms overhead, making her chest stick out even more as her shirt strained to contain her breasts. Some men quietly cheered, trying to hide their erections with their hands or by leaning back awkwardly.
“Next customer…!”
When it was her turn, Mom stepped up to the counter, and the staffer, who hadn’t seen her before, was shocked.
“Two adult unlimited passes, please.”
“Y-yes! Two adult unlimited passes!”
The startled staffer still did her job, handing over the passes with a trembling voice.
“Thank you.”
“Th-thank you!!”
Mom tucked the passes into her cleavage, making a show of it, and the staffer actually got a nosebleed.
“Did you get the tickets?”
“Yeah, here you go~”
‘What a bad man he is…’
I showed up right on time, and Mom, knowing I’d been watching, said nothing.
Sending her out among all those horny men in such a lewd state was my way of showing off that she was mine, and Mom understood that.
It was also a test and a sign of trust.
Mom was, by her own admission, a hopeless masochist. She found more happiness in being treated like an animal and looked at with lust and contempt than in being loved as a woman. She was so far gone that she’d do anything for cock, but the only man she truly wanted was her son.
No matter how much she was aroused by other men’s stares, she’d never give herself to anyone but me.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes, husband.”
‘The only man I obey is the one who’ll treat me like this—my son.’
With my arm around her shoulder and my hand on her breast, Mom felt not embarrassment or shame but an even deeper sense of submission as we entered the amusement park for our date.
“It’s been so long—so much has changed.”
“Yeah, it really has.”
Inside, the park was very different from when we were kids. There were more attractions, photo zones, and little shops everywhere.
“Where do you want to go first? You pick, Jihee.”
“Really? Then… I want to try that one.”
Mom chose a booth where you shoot BB guns at balloons to win a stuffed animal.
It was popular—lots of couples trying to win prizes for each other, creating a sweet atmosphere.
“Looks fun~”
“!!!!”
When Mom appeared in her lewd school uniform, the mood changed instantly.
“Here you go!”
The booth owner explained the rules and handed Mom a gun.
“Uh… like this?”
Mom, never having shot before, awkwardly leaned over the table.
A grown woman in a slutty school uniform with a gun looked surreal, like a character from an adult manga.
When she leaned over, her huge breasts pressed against the table, her skirt rode up, and her lower butt was exposed, drawing all the men’s eyes.
Girlfriends pinched their boyfriends’ sides and glared, but the men couldn’t look away from Mom’s breasts and ass.
“Here, let me help you with your stance.”
“Ahh…”
I pressed against her from behind, adjusting her posture, and it looked like we were mating. Mom liked it, subtly grinding her ass against my crotch.
“Okay, shoot.”
Bang bang bang bang.
Mom aimed and fired, but missed most shots.
“Tighten your ass when you shoot.”
Smack!
“Hngh, okay, husband.”
I spanked her as if adjusting her stance, making her moan and attracting even more attention.
Behind us, people stopped to watch, drawn in by Mom’s lewd display.
Bang.
“Oh, I hit one!”
“Gulp.”
Excited at hitting a balloon, Mom hugged the gun to her chest, the barrel pressing between her breasts like a cock, and stroked it lewdly, making the men drool and bulge in their pants.
She missed the rest, her hands shaking from arousal at all the lustful stares.
“Here’s a special prize!”
“Oh, thank you!”
The owner, just wanting us to leave, gave us a 40cm teddy bear as a “special prize.”
“Now let’s try a real ride.”
