Hypnosis: Can pure love bloom with a stunning mom-Chapter 79

Mom was glaring at me with defiance in her eyes, silently cursing me.

"Mom, you used to suck it so eagerly, and now you can’t even give it a kiss? My dick seems to have grown attached to your lips!"

I glared back at her, standing my ground.

"You know you’re being ridiculous, right? Put the phone away! Only then will I do it!"

"I’m the only one who’ll see it, so don’t worry! If I wanted to show it to someone, I’d have already taken tons of pics!"

"Seriously, you’re unbelievable... You say you care about me, but you don’t listen to a word I say!"

"I told you not to worry!"

"You better delete everything!"

"I said I will!"

"Ugh~"

Finally, Mom lowered her head again, staring at my impressive dick.

How conflicted must she feel, seeing her son’s dick right in front of her?

She carried me in her womb, endured the pain of childbirth, and raised me with all her love and care...

And now she’s kneeling before me, kissing and sucking the tip of her son’s dick...

But why does just the thought of this make blood rush to my groin, fueling my sinful desires?!

After hesitating for a while, Mom pressed her lips against the head of my dick again, this time with a wider area of her mouth, and kissed it.

"How about a morning greeting?"

"Even if you miss me, hold on~ We’ll meet again later and ♡kiss♡ then~"

She made another smooch♡~ sound, pressing her warm lips against the head.

Keeping my phone steady, I captured Mom’s sinful act from various angles.

The thrill of imagining my sister’s reaction if she ever sees these photos and videos of Mom and me committing this taboo is exhilarating!

"Is that enough?"

Mom looked up at me with defiance again, as if she’d done her part.

"That’s it. Don’t forget to kiss my dick every morning before you leave for work!"

"Whatever..."

Mom leaned on the shoe rack with her left hand and slowly got up.

She turned her back to me, pulling up her sagging stockings and smoothing out her wrinkled skirt with her palms.

"Make sure to pick me up on time later!"

"......"

Mom checked herself in the full-length mirror, touched up her lips, adjusted her outfit, and disappeared outside after opening the door.

"Whoa~"

I let out a sigh I’d been holding back to suppress my intense emotions.

'I made that demand impulsively, but it actually worked!'

I’m really a madman for stopping Mom on her way to work and making her kiss my dick!

But seeing Mom eventually comply with my demands makes it feel so thrilling and dirty!

The warm, tingly sensation of her lips pressing against my fully erect dick still lingers on the tip.

Wow~ The feeling of making Mom do this is absolutely intoxicating!

It’s not like I’m trying to torment her, but...

Every time I make these mindlessly perverted demands, my dick throbs, and a pleasurable heat surges through my lower belly.

Come to think of it, even Mom’s words, "We’ll meet again later and kiss then," feel so sweet...

I should make her suck my dick like crazy when she picks me up later tonight!

I’ll turn her into a pervert who automatically pulls out my dick and sucks it whenever she sees me!

Dad probably doesn’t make her do stuff like this, right?

Surely Dad doesn’t make her suck his dick as a greeting when he comes home on weekends, right?

Wow~ Seriously, thinking about Dad makes me insanely curious about everything between him and Mom.

I should really install a hidden camera in Mom’s room!

Even if Mom knows about it, she won’t be able to do anything to me, and the risk of Dad finding out is reduced...

Mom will probably cover for me if anything happens...

Even though Mom’s so passive, after fucking her once, I feel like there’s nothing holding me back with her anymore!

Now it’s like those training scenes in porn, right?

I should try that kind of thing with Mom.

I don’t know if the whole "training" thing will work on Mom like it does in porn, but I should at least try to mimic it!

You never know.

Maybe Mom has some... what’s it called? Right! A masochistic side, and she’ll completely submit to me sexually.

So even if I make her do perverted things, she’ll follow along without question.

From the spanking, I can tell Mom definitely has that potential!

She puts on a tough face in front of her son, but every time I make her do something perverted, her panties get soaked, so she’s not entirely against it!

Oh! And my sister!

She definitely made some noise last night when I came inside Mom.

She probably saw me lifting the blanket and taking pictures of Mom’s ass.

She also saw me wiping the cum off my dick with a tissue and putting on my pants...

And now the way she treats me has completely changed by 180 degrees!

If she saw my huge dick, it must’ve been on her mind!

Right! My sister’s panties!

Maybe...

I turned the doorknob to her room.

Oh! It turned smoothly.

I thought it’d be locked...

I pushed the door open and stepped inside.

It’s my sister’s room, which I usually avoid like the plague, but now she’s become the object of my attention.

Come to think of it, both Mom and my sister...

I’ve never really thought of them as women before...

But ever since that mysterious hypnosis app was installed on my phone, the way I see Mom and my sister has completely changed!

Most of all, there’s a sweet scent in the room.

I never thought my sister’s room, with her bitchy personality, would smell like this... 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

But then again, she’s a woman too.

Her neat vanity table,

her tidy bed,

the scent of perfume and cosmetics...

Out of curiosity, I opened the white wardrobe and saw her delicate clothes neatly hung.

Below the hangers, coffee-colored and black stockings were stacked in plastic cases.

Her freshly laundered panties and bras were also neatly folded.

Her panties were sorted by color—white, light pink, yellow, black...

What a woman! She’s really picked out some pretty lingerie!

She must’ve taken off the panties she was wearing yesterday...

She didn’t do the laundry late last night...

I peeked into the laundry basket next to the bed and saw her lingerie inside.

There were some sexy slips,

black and red bras crumpled up.

And...

There were three pairs of black panties—the ones I was looking for.

She must’ve been wearing one of these last night...

I took out all three and flipped them over, examining the crotch area.

The first two had some traces of discharge, but nothing special.

The top one, a black lace panty...

Could it be this one?

My heart started racing for no reason.

I flipped the panty over and examined the part that would’ve been against her pussy.

Oh~ What’s this?

Unlike the others, there was a clear, whitish stain from her discharge.

'I knew it, you bitch!'

She definitely got all worked up watching me do those perverted things last night and made a mess!

Just like Mom, my sister’s pussy is wet too—must be genetic!

If her panties are this stained, covering an area the size of a palm, did she masturbate while wearing them?

Maybe she even used a dildo to fuck herself?

Does she have any sex toys hidden somewhere?

Since her sex count is zero, she must’ve been masturbating or finding some way to relieve her desires...

Just like Mom...

No matter how much she acts all prim and proper, she’s probably lying in bed or in the bathroom, masturbating furiously and dripping with pussy juice, right?

Ah~ Just thinking about Mom and my sister makes my dick go wild!

Anyway, if my sister’s the type to make such a mess in her panties...

I should take pictures of the panties that turn her on!

Especially the one with the most discharge.

I flipped it over on her bed and took close-up shots of the whitish stains, snapping click! click! photos.

I’ll send these photos, along with the ones of Mom sucking my dick, to my sister!

Even while working at the wine bar, I can’t focus.

Last night with Mom, and this morning with my sister’s stained panties!

My mind is completely consumed by these thoughts.

I wish it were already 10 PM!

I wish I could see Mom right now!

For a while, I’d been interested in Aunt Sophie, but today, all I can think about is how to make it to 10 PM as quickly as possible.

Why is time moving so slowly?!

The hours drag on, filled with nothing but frustration, and finally, 10 PM is approaching.

I was checking the time on my phone when a message came through.

It’s Mom!

I quickly opened the message.

[I’m in the B4 parking lot.]

Why does Mom’s message make me so happy?!

[Wait a bit! I’ll be right down!]

Just sending a casual message to Mom like this makes my heart race with excitement.