"Seonhu. Would you like to come for a minute?"
Quiet Sunday afternoon.
My mother called me while I was lounging at home.
"huh?"
Mom was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
holding an earpick in his right hand.
"Would you like me to dig your ears after a long time?"
Mom laughed and patted her knee.
It was a signal to lie down with your head on this side.
"huh."
It was a good story for me.
I was looking for an excuse to get closer to my mother.
Come to think of it, it's been quite a while since my mother dug my ears like this.
I used to dig a lot when I was young, but as my mother's work increased, it became rare.
This time when mom is at home all day is actually very valuable time.
Also, if you start filming a drama or a movie, you will be so busy that you can hardly see your face.
I went to the sofa and laid my head on my mother's thighs.
with the face facing forward.
Mom was wearing a long skirt with a one-piece dress.
But is it because the material is thin?
It felt like my face was touching my mother's thighs directly.
It is comfortable.
I could smell my mother's scent.
I felt somehow nostalgic.
"Whoops. reminds me of the old days When I was little, my ear canals were also tight."
Mom was happy to stroke my hair.
To my mother, I must have been a troublemaker when I was young.
Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it makes me anxious.
I can't count the things that bothered my mother's hands.
Even so, my mother smiles happily when she thinks of the old days.
"Then, shall we see how much our predecessors have accumulated?"
My mother's hand caressing my ear.
It was kind of embarrassing, but it felt good.
square square.
A wooden spoon scratches the inside of the ear.
It tickles me a little, so my shoulders twitch.
"mom. many?"
"no. It's clean."
square square.
Scratching the inside is cool.
Because I usually don't touch the inside.
"Whoa~."
Mom blows lightly into her ear.
My body trembled.
square square.
square square.
A mother who sells her ears without speaking.
It was quiet.
Only the ticking of the clock can be heard.
It was peaceful.
It would be nice if this time would continue.
Swish Swish.
Mom puts her little finger inside my ear and spins it round and round.
It tickled me a little.
Will it be over soon?
I wiped my ears with the cotton on the back of the earpick.
"This is the end. Shall we do the other side next?"
"huh."
At my mother's words, I turned to lie down.
Place your legs on the opposite side and lie down with your face facing forward.
However, if you turn your head and lie down, your face will face towards your mother.
I just chose to turn my head.
That was my little expression of opinion.
The mother's scent intensified.
That alone made me feel happy.
Mom didn't care and started digging the other ear as well.
square square.
square square.
"ah… … ."
"sorry. Are you sick?"
"No, a little."
Actually, it was a pleasant sound.
My body trembled.
"hmm… … It's not coming out well. I'll make it a little harder, so tell me if it hurts."
"huh."
Even when I said that, I knew that my mother wouldn't push me too hard.
Because my mother is more afraid than I am.
If it was my sister, I would have stabbed her.
square square.
Tok.
The ear picks touched the inside a little.
"ouch."
I sighed and buried my face in my mother's belly.
"Oh my goodness. Are you sick?"
"huh. little."
I answered while burying my face in my mother's belly.
Mom's body smells of happiness.
As I inhaled, a feeling of happiness filled my lungs.
"After Jin Seon. Are you ashamed of your mother? Please let it go."
My mother said shyly and patted my head.
It didn't hurt at all.
At this level, I wanted to stay like this forever.
"mom… … ."
I giggled and put my arms around my mother's waist.
"Really, I only grew bigger because I was a child."
Mom sighed and stroked my hair.
I could see my mother's expression smiling as if she couldn't help it.
Like my mother said, I really felt like I was a child again.
I thought that I would like to continue to be held by my mother like a child.
However, there was something else to really expect.
The mother's hand that was stroking her hair stopped.
And my mother brought out the words I was expecting.
"Seonhu. Will mom do it again like last time?"
Did mom notice that my pants were bulging out?
like last time
I knew what it meant without having to say it.
"… … huh."
Actually, I wanted to bring up this story even before my mother called me.
But I didn't have the courage to speak first.
support position.
It was the sound of pants unzipping.
Mom stroked my hair with her right hand, and took off my pants with the other hand.
The cock that was stuffy in a narrow place is released to the outside.
And the mother's hand gently wraps the erect penis.
"ah… !"
Why is it so different?
After the first day my mother did it by hand, I became unable to be satisfied with simple masturbation.
I know I shouldn't be doing this.
If anyone finds out, not only me but also my mother will be criticized.
So far, the mother's devotion to the adopted child will be in vain.
Still, my mother would do anything for me.
Even if it's a taboo thing in society.
I prioritize my feelings over the eyes of everyone in the world.
I know that I am pampered by such a mother's dedication.
However, once expressed, the desire did not fade away.
"… … chest… ."
"huh?"
"I want to see mom's breasts."
I wasn't satisfied with just doing it by hand.
My desire demanded more.
For the first time, Mom put on a troubled expression.
"Seonhu. Mom is old... … It's not that pretty."
"Mom is pretty."
Mom strangely cares about age.
I didn't understand that.
Age is just a number representing the amount of time that has passed.
A mother is a much more beautiful person than a 20-year-old who did not take care of herself.
It's enough to believe that they are older sisters and sisters based on appearance alone.
"You will be disappointed. I am ashamed of my mother too."
A mother who repeatedly refuses.
But if you give up here, it will be harder next time.
"Mom, please."
I looked up at my mother with desperate eyes.
It was the eye attack I learned from the smile yesterday.
The reason why I couldn't beat Miso.
If you looked at it with these eyes, you had no choice but to allow anything.
And maybe it's the same for mom.
After hesitating for a while, the mother finally sighed and said,
"… … I don't know if I will regret it after seeing it."
"Never regret it."
My heart is pounding with anticipation.
It is the first time since I was a child that I did not know anything about seeing my mother's breast.
Mom began to unfasten the buttons one by one that went down from around her neck.
I still put my head on my mother's thigh and watched her.
After unbuttoning all the buttons, I lowered the shoulder straps.
A grown-up light purple bra and round breasts were exposed.
Mom's breast size is 70F.
It is a size that Asians are blessed with.
By the time I entered middle school and puberty began.
I was very concerned about my mother's breasts that stood out even on top of my clothes.
But it didn't tease. Because she only had to pretend to be a good kid.
And I have finally achieved my wish after many years.
Mom undid the hook on the front.
When the bra was released, the fixed bare breasts were released.
Now all you have to do is remove the bra and you're done.
But even after reaching the end, Mom was hesitant.
Mom looking down at me with a troubled face.
To such a mother, I send eyes full of expectations.
I exchange glances with my mother for a while.
And Mom sighed as if she couldn't help it and took off her bra.
I watched the scene from first class.
The breasts finally revealed were beyond expectations.
Even without touching it, I felt the heavy weight.
At the same time, it did not stretch strangely and did not lose its elasticity.
The areola was slightly larger, and the color was slightly darker than the skin color.
I couldn't think of it as the breast of a mother who gave birth to two children.
The size and shape were beautiful.
The heart I saw in my vague childhood was still there.
For some reason, a feeling surged in my heart.
"mom. Pretty, really."
"You can't talk empty words. "
"It's true, Mom."
Mom turned her head slightly embarrassed.
Then, as if in punishment, he gripped my cock harder than before.
"ha… … ."
Of course, it didn't hurt. Rather good.
My cock, which received her breasts, was harder than before.
My mother's raw breast that I dreamed of.
How soft would it be if I buried my hand in it?
I couldn't be satisfied with just watching.
"mom. Can I touch you?"
Mom smiled as if she knew that.
"Don't touch it too hard. Because it is a weak spot."
With her mother's permission, she carefully puts her hand on her chest.
Start from the outside and stroke slowly and gently.
"huh… … ♡"
"Oh sorry. Are you sick?"
"Whoops. I was just a little surprised♡"
I was relieved by my mother's words and touched my breasts again.
It was a strange feeling.
Why do breasts feel so good?
People often liken breasts to marshmallows, but it was different.
Is it the satisfaction that comes from the fact that the other person allows me that much?
Just touching her breasts made her feel happy.
The only pity was that I could only use one hand because of this posture.
"The seonhu didn't do that even when they were young, but now that they are all grown up, they want to touch their mother's breasts."
Because when I was young, I always lived with fear.
The fear of being abandoned again if something goes wrong.
At that time, I couldn't adapt to the happiness that was suddenly given to me.
I was afraid that that happiness would suddenly run away again, and I was afraid of a future that didn't even exist.
It's a shame when you think about it now. The past doesn't come back
"Thank you for growing up so healthy and kind."
My mother's voice sounded like a lullaby.
It was my mother who raised me, but why is she so grateful?
A soft hand caresses me.
Comfort and pleasure rule my body.
"ah… mom… … ."
"If you want to cheap, you can always cheap ♡"
As if my mother's words ringing in my ears were a signal flare, a sense of ejaculation surged up.
"Oh… … !"
The semen that jumped out stains the mother's hands.
Even that was not enough, and it jumped up to my upper body.
Mom rubbed my cock until the ejaculation was complete.
"A lot came out today. Did you feel good?"
Mom smiled and asked.
I nodded, half-fazed.
I felt so good that I thought I would fall asleep like this.
"Mom will clean up after you. Rest well like this before and after."
A friendly voice lingers in my ears.
My head was hazy, so it was difficult to stay conscious.
My eyes were getting colder.
It was a peaceful afternoon.