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"Right, we agreed on a time, didn't we? And we just got in. We haven't even showered yet, so let's wash up first, okay?" Haemi soothed a persistent Minji.
She received the eye mask from her son, jinwoo. As he returned to his room, Haemi grabbed a pair of panties and a lilac-colored silk nightgown robe and headed to the bathroom. In the dressing area, she placed the clothes on a small table. She put the laundry from the basket into the washing machine and then undressed, adding her own clothes to the pile.
The thought of nursing her fifth-grade daughter, an act meant for an infant, felt strange. She had reluctantly given in to Minji's persistent requests before, but this was the first time they had a scheduled session. The shower felt awkward, an experience laced with a sense of unease. After she was done, she told Minji to wash up, then put on the eye mask and lay down on the bed. She hoped the mask would hide the complicated emotions on her face.
Soon, a freshly-washed Minji crawled into her embrace. Haemi lay on her side, supporting Minji's head with her left arm. Minji burrowed into her, undoing the chest area of her robe and pulling out one of her full, firm breasts. Minji enveloped it with her mouth and began to suckle gently. The warm, wet sensation, combined with the sensory deprivation of the eye mask, made Haemi's skin tingle with a heightened awareness. Minji then grabbed the other breast, pressing it against her face.
"Easy, easy… there's no milk, but you like mom's breasts that much?" Haemi asked, trying to distract herself from the overwhelming sensations.
"Hehe, mommy's breasts are so pretty. It feels so good. I want to touch them like this forever." Minji's innocent words were followed by a more vigorous sucking on the nipple.
"Ay, Minji, if you keep sucking so hard, mom's nipples will get tired." Haemi tried to suppress a ragged sigh.
"Does it hurt?" Minji pulled away slightly, a thin line of saliva still connecting her mouth to Haemi's nipple.
"No, it doesn't hurt, but it's tough on me if you suck so hard."
"Okay, I'll try to be more gentle," Minji promised, resuming her slow, careful suckling.
Haemi felt an intense, unfamiliar pleasure as the slow friction intensified on her highly sensitive nipple. Under the eye mask, her expression twisted into a silent grimace. She didn't dislike the sensation, but she struggled to manage her own arousal. Her body grew tense, and she felt a wave of heat wash over her.
'I need to sort this out before jinwoo comes down…' Haemi thought, her consciousness beginning to fade into a drowsy sleep.
She awoke just as jinwoo was about to enter the room, alerted by the sound of footsteps outside. She opened her eyes, but it was pitch black. Minji's face was still buried in her breast. She could feel the breast, moist and tingling, once again. The lights of the master bedroom were on, she realized. Haemi knew that her breasts were still exposed. The thought of jinwoo gaze on her body sent a frantic flutter through her chest. Since he was a young man already exploring his sexuality with his mother's underwear, she was certain that the sight of her exposed breasts would cause an erection.
"Mom? Are you asleep?" jinwoo cautious voice broke the silence.
Haemi wanted to cover herself but chose to remain still. She could explain everything to him later, using Minji's diagnosis as a perfectly rational excuse. There was nothing wrong with a son seeing his mother's breasts. But in that moment, all she wanted was for the situation to end.
Then, she felt it: jinwoo pulled Minji back. A soft, scraping sensation as Minji's lips left her nipple sent a shiver down Haemi's spine. She bit back a moan. The nipple, wet and sensitive, was now exposed to the cold air, stiffening instantly. The feeling of jinwoo gaze became even more intense.
"Mom?" he called again, his voice softer this time.
The sound of his voice alone was enough to make her body feel flushed and hot. She suppressed the shiver that threatened to overtake her. She just had to stay still. He would leave with Minji, and everything would be over.
But then a different kind of sensation spread from her nipple up to the back of her neck. jinwoo finger touched her erect nipple, rubbing it, and then flicking it sharply. Haemi's body twitched. A strong tremor ran from her nipple, through her spine, and down her body. She was dizzy with a mix of shock and a perverse thrill. A horrifying fantasy flashed through her mind: jinwoo, unable to control his urges, would pounce on her, and she would have to silently accept him, so as not to wake Minji. Humiliation, powerlessness, and a strange sense of shame consumed her.
But nothing happened. After a moment, he left with Minji in his arms. A wave of relief washed over her, followed by a bewildering emptiness. Had she been waiting for it? For the violation? Confused by her own desires, she lay there, her breasts still exposed.
Later, she heard the shower running. The thought of jinwoo returning to continue his trespass kept her immobilized, a delicious terror mixed with an intoxicating excitement. She didn't move. She didn't want to move. A new, strange excitement—the sense of being watched, of being desired by her son—gripped her. She felt like she was bound and helpless, a desperate, shivering anticipation running through her veins.
When the shower finally stopped, the spell was broken. She felt her body regain its freedom, and she clutched her breasts, a strange mix of emotions swirling inside her. Realizing she couldn't just go to sleep, she removed the eye mask and went to the dressing room, a sense of cautious curiosity driving her.
A faint smell of semen hung in the air. When she opened the washing machine, she saw them: Sohee's panties, soaked and laid conspicuously on top of the pile of clothes. Had he known that only she would check the laundry the next day? She felt a peculiar sense of shame. She picked up the panties and brought them to her nose, inhaling the mixture of Sohee's sweat and jinwoo pungent scent. Her body trembled again.
She took the semen-stained panties into her room. She put the eye mask back on, leaving the lights on and the door open. She wanted to maintain the strange excitement that had overcome her. Holding the panties in one hand, she rubbed herself with the other, indulging in a private fantasy fueled by the scent of her children.
What would jinwoo think if he came back and saw her like this? Or what if Sohee or Minji saw? The very thought of it sent a powerful spasm through her body. The open door, the brightly lit room—anyone in the family could walk by and see her. With her eye mask on, sniffing Sohee's panties stained with her son's semen, Haemi reached her climax, completely unaware that there were eyes watching her.
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