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🕑 Added 2025-05-11 02:41:19 +0000 UTCEP.15 Please Make Mom Your Sex Slave, Son
“Haak 🤍 haak 🤍 haak 🤍 haak 🤍 haak 🤍 haak 🤍”
Lying on her bed, Jihee was roughly fingering her pussy, writhing in masochistic pleasure as if one hand wasn’t enough, pinching her clit with the other. The bed was already soiled with her fluids, and the room was thick with the scent of a lewd female, proof that this was no one-off.
“Hnnnnng 🤍”
At the end of her masturbation, Jihee climaxed, but unlike before, she didn’t squirt like a water gun just enough to slightly dirty the bed.
“Haa… son…”
Before, masturbating would at least relieve her urges a little, but now it only left her feeling more unsatisfied. Even after such rough masturbation, her pussy kept leaking as if it still wasn’t enough, and she lost the will to keep going.
“Why won’t you come for Mom…”
After three days without any alone time with her son, Jihee was nearly going crazy from her aching body. Masturbating while thinking of her son’s semen was nothing compared to the real thing, and her body was left leaking and unsatisfied. Even at work today, her fluids kept leaking so much she had to change her panties three times.
She was so worried someone at work would notice the smell of her arousal that she doubted she could keep her composure much longer if this continued.
“I should go first… but…”
She thought about begging her son first, but that would shatter her current life, so she’d held out until now but she was reaching her limit.
“Haa, why is it so hard after just three days… I’ve held out so well until now, hng 🤍”
She’d held back her desires for 20 years, but after tasting her son’s semen, even a single day was unbearable. Her body now responded with hard nipples, a swollen clit, and a pussy that leaked at just the sight of her son. Eating his semen had helped, but now that she didn’t even have that, she was at her breaking point.
Creak! Creak! Creak!
“Son 🤍 son 🤍 son 🤍 son 🤍 Master 🤍”
Just thinking about her son made her body heat up again, and she couldn’t help but start masturbating once more. When she called out to her son, her body warmed, but when she called him “Master,” she reached orgasm almost instantly.
“Haa… haa… so I’m already…”
She’d tried to ignore and deny it, but Jihee finally admitted she was already her son’s slave. Even though they hadn’t had sex yet, her body obeyed him, and she felt happiest when she acted submissively toward him.
No matter how much she tried to ignore or resist, she realized she was only making herself suffer. So, still wearing her panties soaked from masturbation, she left her room and went to find her son.
“He should be reacting soon.”
I hadn’t asked Mom for a handjob in three days and had been taking care of things myself, so my urges were building up. Masturbating alone relieved some tension, but it couldn’t compare to the feeling of Mom doing it, leaving me feeling empty. Still, I could manage for now, but if Mom held out any longer, I thought I might lose first.
“But Mom won’t last longer than me.”
If I was struggling this much, there was no way Mom who truly knew the taste of cock could last. Now that I understood her lewdness, I was sure she was already at her limit. Even yesterday, when Dohee and Seohee were watching TV, she called me into the kitchen, pressed her chest against me, and gave me a look like a female in heat.
‘Yesterday was risky.’
I wanted Mom too, so when she tempted me like that, I almost asked her for it, but Dohee came to the fridge for water and interrupted us.
Now that Mom’s lewdness was starting to show even in front of her daughters, I was sure she’d come to me within a few days.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Son? Can I come in?”
“Y-yeah, come in.”
I’d been wondering when Mom would show up, and when she actually came, I was a bit flustered and hurried to get ready as she entered my room. Mom almost never comes to my room at night, since Dohee and Seohee’s rooms are right next door and anything we did could be discovered.
But the fact that she came to my room at night meant she was truly at her limit. Smirking slyly inside, I let her in, and my eyes widened at her appearance.
“Son…”
Mom walked in wearing nothing but red panties, still soaked from recent masturbation, with her thighs glistening from her fluids. Her eyes were unfocused, clearly not in her right mind from arousal.
“W-what are you doing walking around dressed like that?!”
“It’s fine. More importantly, what are you doing right now?”
I was more worried about her, but she didn’t care, and frowned at me. I was sitting at my computer with my cock out, watching porn. The title was “Sow Mom Is Her Son’s Sex Slave.” Mom glanced at the title, swallowed, then looked back at me.
“Just about to jerk off.”
“What! Why would you do that when Mom’s here?!”
More than anything, Mom seemed upset that I was masturbating instead of going to her. She looked at me with sad eyes and approached, her voice quiet because of Dohee and Seohee, but full of sadness and regret.
“It just gets boring doing the same thing every day.”
“Boring? Are you bored of Mom?”
Misunderstanding, Mom’s legs gave out and she crawled on all fours to me, looking up with tears in her eyes. I nearly softened, but instinctively realized this was my best chance.
“Come on~ I just figured I’d only ask Mom for handjobs every once in a while now.”
“……”
Mom didn’t reply, but quietly reached out and grabbed my cock.
“I’m fine right now.”
“Then what should Mom do for you?”
“I don’t know. You should know better than me, right?”
I pretended not to know, forcing her to answer. Mom now had only two choices: keep holding out, or give up everything and submit to me.
When she let go of my cock, I felt a bit uneasy, but instead of leaving, she knelt down, put her hands together in front of her, and bowed deeply on the floor.
“P-please… I’ve been too arrogant until now. Please, make Mom your sex slave, son.”
Giving up all pride and even her role as a mother, Mom bowed deeply and declared herself my slave.
‘Yes!!!!!!!’
I cheered inside, feeling a rush of conquest as I watched Mom bowing to me, her pride and lewdness finally broken as she begged to be my slave. I’d never felt this kind of excitement before, so I just looked down at her, trying to calm myself.
Now that I’d come this far, I couldn’t show any weakness I was about to become her master, after all so I kept a blank face. Mom, seeing me silent, looked up at me with trembling eyes.
“Hm~ this is all so sudden, I’m a little flustered. What did you say?”
As soon as I spoke, Mom bowed her head again and repeated herself.
“P-please, make Mom your sex slave, son.”
“Really? You want to be my sex slave that badly?”
“Yes, I was born to be your sex slave, please accept me.”
Mom said these humiliating words, but at this point, raising her own value meant nothing to her. Making herself worth zero and being accepted and recognized by me was the most valuable thing in her life now, so she did her best to please me.
“Just saying it doesn’t really convince me.”
Flinch.
At my words, Mom flinched and started shaking her hips left and right.
“Please, take this bitchy, horny mom who’s shaking her ass in front of her son and make her your cock toilet slave, I beg you 🤍”
Now that she’d started to degrade herself, she seemed to get even more aroused, shaking her ass up, down, left, and right, spraying her juices everywhere.
Realizing that even the tiniest bit of pride was now useless, Mom did everything she could to be acknowledged as my sex slave.
“Stop.”
“Y-yes 🤍”
