Chapter 5: Chapter 5: Mom Roughly Taken by Dad (18+)
Chapter 5: Mom Roughly Taken by Dad
As I mentioned before, it's a bit vulgar, but
Mom has a big butt.
In Korea, where people brag about having a 36-inch hip circumference,
Mom has a whopping 43-inch hip circumference. But her waist is only 25 inches.
And her thighs are just as substantial as her hips. What they call the perfect "honey thighs."
The reason I keep talking about this... is because the sex scene I peeked at between Mom and Dad that day was that lewd.
That day, Mom was straddling Dad's stomach, shaking her hips. Her thighs bounced energetically as she rocked her hips vigorously, making her large buttocks jiggle like pudding.
Um... I hadn't seen any porn yet at that time, but borrowing from later experience, it was exactly the kind of scene you'd see in Western porn.
And that pudding-like butt was all red. Just like my butt after getting severely spanked by Dad.
Smack!
"Shake it more, you fucking bitch"
"Aahh...! Oh I'm going crazy... Ah!"
Smack!
"Ungh... Ah!"
I'll say it again, we've always lived in a studio apartment, and when the lights go out at bedtime, our proud parents openly suck and fuck right next to us. It's been that way since we were little
So it shouldn't have been anything new, but was it because the situation itself was strange that day? It felt more obscene than usual. Was it because the visual stimulation was stronger than usual when they did it with the lights off, or was it because of the bizarre situation of them exploring each other's bodies right after fighting like crazy...
At the time, I couldn't fully understand and felt dizzy.
"Ungh... oppa... oppa... ungh oh I'm going crazy..."
Their sex didn't end for a long time. I've heard that sex after a fight is more intense than usual due to the heightened emotions, and that seemed to be exactly the case. Plus, since us siblings had been sent outside, Mom was panting more boldly.
"Hey. You dirty slut. Does it feel good getting fucked? Huh?"
"It feels good... ungh... ah... ah!"
Slap
Dad, lying on the floor and looking up at Mom as if she were a worthless object, now slapped Mom's breasts bouncing in front of him with his palm.
"Ungh!"
But even though it hurt, Mom seemed to enjoy it, convulsing her whole body and twitching every time Dad hit her. At the time, I couldn't understand why Mom liked being hit.
There were many other things I didn't understand then. Why Mom forgave Dad after just one round of sex even though he had cheated, why Mom got excited when Dad cursed at her with words too vulgar to repeat. Why she enjoyed being treated like a toy so much.
Our Dad, who was clearly nothing but a lowlife thug no matter how you looked at it. Our Mom, who was only pretty in looks and figure but severely lacking in life skills and financial ability. Neither of them had good personalities and they fought viciously all the time.
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Why are they still together even now as I'm writing this? I couldn't understand it for years seeing them like that since childhood, but now that I'm an adult, I think I understand those two a bit.
Their sexual compatibility must have been incredibly good. They both probably had tendencies bordering on sex addiction. So even though they fought to the point of violence every time, they resolved it through sex.
But to me back then, it was just a mystery. That curiosity made me peek at their lovemaking scene with the most intense focus of my life.
"Fuck. Hey, I can make mistakes too, right?"
"Mmm... ungh... ah... b-but..."
"Why are you embarrassing me in front of the kids? Huh? Fuck, I've slept with other bitches how many times, why are you suddenly throwing a fit like you're on your period, you fuck"
Tap, tap.
In a very degrading gesture, Dad lightly tapped Mom's cheeks as she rode him, speaking as if Mom challenging his authority in front of the kids was worse than him cheating.
"I'm sorry..."
"Keep shaking your hips, you whore"
"Okay... ah... ah... ah"
Dad was shameless, but Mom was also hard to understand. Even at my young age, I knew cheating was wrong. But why was she so submissive to a dad like that, even while being hit?
Mom had to keep listening to Dad's lecture(?) mixed with vulgar curses while shaking her hips on top of him.
"I'm sorry for sleeping with that bitch Park Hwayoung. But fuck, you're not good at anything either, right?"
"Mmm..."
"I told you to keep shaking, didn't I?"
Smack
Whenever Mom's hips slowed down, Dad's palm flew like a whip to her breasts, waist, thighs, and buttocks.
"Ungh!"
"Are you talking back again? Huh?"
"No... I won't talk back... haa... haa..."
"You bitch. That's why I told you to just quietly listen to oppa, didn't I?"
"Y-yes... you did"
"Good... Hey, get on all fours"
Seemingly satisfied with Mom's attitude, Dad ordered her to change positions. Mom got on all fours like a bitch... facing the window I was peeking through.
"...!"
Ah.
I could clearly see the entrance I came into the world from. Hmm... the color was a pinkish brown. And from that entrance, a transparent fluid like lubricant was lewdly flowing out in abundance, stickily dripping down the inside of her thighs. It had flowed so much that the insides of her thighs were completely slick, reflecting the fluorescent light.
"Fuck, you're so fucking wet"
As if evaluating the function of a sex toy, Dad grabbed and kneaded Mom's ass while coldly speaking. Then he rubbed two fingers against Mom's vaginal entrance
"Ugh!"
Shove! He inserted them deep inside
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch!
It looked like he was stirring in a motion I'd never seen before at my young age.
"Ungh... ah... ah... ah.. ah!"
It's too much for a son to say this, but... Mom looked like a real breeding sow then. Her ass much larger than average women, her firm thighs, the incredible amount of juices squirting out squelch squelch squelch with Dad's fingering, her constant moaning.
It was truly vulgar.
"Feel good? Does it feel good, you whore?"
"Mmm... g-good... it feels good... ungh! Oogh!"
After fingering her like that a few times, Mom's waist arched downwards like a bow. And it was shaking crazily...
Her already large buttocks were truly vibrating...
Seeing that sight I'd never seen before
"Huff... huff..."
I unconsciously got tense and started hyperventilating.
Was it because of the sound?
"What's that?"
Suddenly...!
Dad turned his head towards the window I was peeking through.
Sh...it!
I think I thought something like this then:
The moment Dad's eyes met mine, I'm dead. It's over.
Since I was young, I seriously thought Dad would kill me.
Scared, I quickly ran away from that spot.
I don't remember what happened right after. I think I just ran away without knowing where I was going, overcome by post-nut clarity and fear of being caught by Dad.
Wandering the dark neighborhood alleys in fear of being caught by Dad, I was found by Mom.
"Hyeonseong! Why did you come all the way here?"
"Mom?"
"Yeah. Weren't you waiting outside... why did you wander all the way here?"
"Um... w-well"
Looking at Mom's eyes, it seemed she didn't know I had peeked at 'that'.
'Huh, did I not get caught?'
Calming down a bit, I realized it was dark outside the window, and Dad probably couldn't be sure it was me. That made me feel a bit better.
"Sigh. It's already midnight, kid. Let's go home quickly. Weren't you scared?"
"Mm-hmm"
Mom held my hand tightly. Her hand felt so warm.
At least then, she was a real 'mom'.
Suddenly feeling guilty about crying while looking at Mom's naked body just earlier, tears started flowing.
"Oh sweetie. It's okay. It's okay"
"Sniff... okay"
Though I was still young and lacked sexual knowledge, I seemed to have a vague sense of guilt that ejaculating while looking at Mom was wrong. The guilt that had been covered by excitement while peeking at that scene now revealed itself as clumsy remorse as time passed.
"...Were you that upset? Should we order chicken when we get home?"
"Chicken...? Really?"
"Yeah. Let's order some today"
Since I was used to poverty from a young age, chicken was a luxury we could barely afford once or twice a month. You might wonder how that's possible in this day and age, but Mom was a middle school dropout single mother with zero economic ability, and Dad was in the same sorry state, so it wasn't unreasonable.
When Mom said she'd order chicken even though it was midnight to comfort me, I smiled brightly, forgetting everything that had happened. Sigh... I was that young then.
But when we arrived home, as I watched Mom walk ahead to open the door, I got that strange feeling again.
Because she was wearing pink mini dolphin shorts that showed her lower buttocks... and there were red handprints all over from her lower buttocks to her upper thighs. That scene from earlier involuntarily flashed in my mind.
"..."
Fortunately, Dad either didn't know it was me peeking or just lightly scolded me when I came in without any other reaction, so I could feel relieved.
Anyway. That night's events ended like that, but that strange and mysterious feeling was imprinted on me for a long time, second only to when I had attacked Dad while he was fucking Mom.