Please, mommy?

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/35994625.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V
Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V
Additional Tags: Boypussy, Boypussy Kim Taehyung | V, Kim Taehyung | V Has a
Vagina, Bottom Kim Taehyung | V, Top Jeon Jungkook, Incest,
Parent/Child Incest, Needy Jeon Jungkook, Needy Kim Taehyung | V,
Cunnilingus, Nipple Play, Nipple Licking, Lactation, Male Lactation,
Sleep Groping, Non-Consensual Groping, Squirting, Taehyung has big
tits, Dry Humping, Coming Untouched, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat,
Breeding Kink, MILF Kim Taehyung, Mommy Kink, Kinda, Cheating,
not between taekook, Pregnancy, Service Top Jeon Jungkook, Power
Bottom Kim Taehyung | V, Dom/sub Undertones, Dom Jeon Jungkook,
Sub Jeon Jungkook, Dom Kim Taehyung | V, Sub Kim Taehyung | V,
Power Dynamics, Masturbation, Sex Toys, food in pussy, Wet & Messy,
it becomes so messy at the end, Face-Sitting, thigh fucking,
Deepthroating, Breast Fucking, Orgasm Denial, Overstimulation,
Multiple Orgasms, Jealous Kim Taehyung | V, Come Inflation, Come
Eating, Exhibitionism, they fuck while jk's father is on the phone idk
how to tag this, Dirty Talk, Breastfeeding, Premature Ejaculation,
Cockwarming, Somnophilia, Non-Consensual Somnophilia, Underage(?,
(when jk has his first sexual fantasies w his mommy)
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2021-12-27 Completed: 2022-01-13 Words: 22,251 Chapters:
2/2
 Please, mommy?
by taeangelkoo

Summary

Anyone would say Jungkook started to see his mommy in a different way since that night, or
maybe when Taehyung announced he was pregnant. But, in fact, Jungkook knew very well
that it began way, way before.

Or, Taehyung wakes up with his breasts in pain and his son Jungkook offers to help by
sucking them. <3

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EDIT: Second and last chapter is finally here! Please make sure to read the new tags <3
 Chapter 1
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes

Anyone would say Jungkook started to see his mom in a different way since that night, or
maybe when Taehyung announced he was pregnant. But, in fact, Jungkook knew very well
that it began way, way before.

He had always been attached to him, being a spoiled little kid who loved his mother's touch:
soft hands tracing his skin, sweet kisses on his cheeks, sometimes on his mouth. And little
Koo always loved his mother's plump lips against his. Smooches that started to fade away
with time, yes, but 16 year old Jungkook would demand them with a pout and big shiny eyes,
and Taehyung knew. No matter how many “no” he would say, it was a lost battle already.

Because, how could he deny his baby? Sweet little Koo, who has always been so docile, so
loving to his mommy, doe eyes looking at him in a sweet gaze. Jungkook would always be
Taehyung’s baby. Even if his soft tummy was now everything but soft —hard abs matching
his biceps that seemed to asphyxiate Tae with every hug. Even if he was now a little taller
than his mom. Even if his voice became deeper sometimes.

Because Kook still had the same gaze, so innocent, so fond, so full of love it made
Taehyung’s heart flutter.

And he wasn’t wrong: Kookie loved his mother. However, the “innocent” part was…
questionable. Oh, if only he could have a taste of what’s really in his baby’s mind.

Maybe Jungkook should have stopped when his mom crossed his mind while watching a
porn video. But he was so, so lost in the pleasure, rubbing his cock with desperate
movements, and when he closed his eyes… it just happened. His mommy’s big tits —that he
could feel squeezing his face when he came home and hugged him, and maybe that was the
only reason why Jungkook didn’t want to grow— appeared in his mind. A moan escaped
from his lips right then and there, cock throbbing, too gone to put a stop or question what the
fuck he was thinking. And then he thought about his pussy, about his cock inside his mommy,
in and out, fucking him so well. Feeling those walls clench around him, watching those big
boobs bouncing, his mouth salivating because shit, he needed those plump nipples in his
mouth, always making fun of him, bulging under the dresses his mom always wore. Of
course, without even bothering to wear a bra because why would he? It was only him and his
son anyway. If he only knew his son was now masturbating to those fat mounds…

And all it took was the thought of cumming in his mommy —fucking breeding him, making
sure his cock was so, so deep, until he breached his cervix and put his thick semen right in
the entrance of his womb. He came, chanting mommy, mommy and so, so lost.

But once his mind wasn’t foggy anymore —which took more than usual, because it was his
best orgasm so far— Jungkook couldn’t believe what he had done.

When Taehyung went home, Kookie had greeted his mommy, heart beating strongly with an
irrational fear of his mom knowing what he did, what he thought about him. Taehyung had
smiled sweetly, leaving a soft kiss on his son’s forehead, but then he was frowning and asking
him if he was okay, why he seemed so nervous. The boy didn’t know what to say! And words
were already leaving his mouth in his state of panic, in form of a whisper: “I-I wanted a kiss
from m-mommy…”

Taehyung wore a surprised expression that then turned into a soft one, melting because of
how sweet his Koo was. “Oh, Jungkookie… You can just ask, my baby, it’s okay”.

And all the shame and guilt Jungkook was feeling were forgotten for a second when those
lips brushed his in an innocent kiss. It was short —a simple peck, but still left him
breathless.

Taehyung only laughed tenderly when he saw his son's rosy face, assuming it was because of
shyness, and then said something about lunch. The younger didn't listen, running back to his
room.

Because the kiss wasn’t innocent anymore, nor his thoughts. He mumbled a curse feeling a
new boner and could only blame his 16 year old hormones.
Locking his door, he immediately searched for porn in his phone, making sure to mute the
sound. He shoved his hand under his pants and boxers, touching his cock directly. He sighed
quietly, and began to stroke it, catching between his fingers the transparent liquid that came
from the tip, and Jeongguk's mouth opened in a breathy sound, moans wanting to leave. He
could barely hold them, the room filling with small whines, sighs and little ah, ah, ah of the
boy.

And that's when the sin was sealed. When his eyes began to close and the girl's face from the
video began to change to Taehyung's, white skin now honey, those big breasts were now the
ones Kook watched everyday and liked to feel against his face when he hugged him, and that
wet pussy was his mommy’s. He was fucking his mom, his fist increasing the speed and the
16 year old began to moan “mommy, mommy” non-stop, until he reached the clouds. Semen
spurting from his leaking cockhead, toes curling and biting his lower lip, not being able to
contain a high-pitched whimper.

White liquid tainted his hand,

and also his relationship with his mom.

2 years later, Jungkook was no longer an innocent child in any way. The porn videos he saw
followed an obvious pattern. Women with honey-colored skin and similar proportions to
Taehyung's: fat, milky tits, round and plump ass with thick thighs, and slightly wide hips,
fruit of his first pregnancy. Having Koo in his tummy for nine months made him curvier,
Jungkook heard. And yes, he looked fucking breedable in his opinion, with the perfect body
to bear a child (maybe it was his breeding kink talking).

The only things that perdured with time, though, were the kisses he asked for, and having the
word mommy on his lips with each orgasm.

Jungkookie, however, was still sweet to the brunette, and had never crossed another line. He
felt guilty enough, knowing that what he was doing was wrong, but he promised himself that
as long as he didn't do anything directly with his mother and everything stayed in his head, it
wasn't so bad.

That being said, Jungkook was fucked the moment Taehyung announced his pregnancy.

He didn’t take it too well — at all — at first. The idea of sharing his mommy, his
Taehyungie, was intolerable. Having another baby meant that he would no longer be his
spoiled one, his little one. That he would give kisses to someone else, his love to someone
else. But Jungkook was gonna be 19 this year, and he wanted to prove to his mom he was an
adult (maybe with a little different reasons than his friends, not wanting more autonomy but
maybe, maybe a chance to be seen as a potential couple… even if he was, well, his son). So,
the idea of not being the little one anymore didn’t really bother him (too much). It was the
love part that did.

Still, he didn’t say anything. But his mother, always so observant, so thoughtful to Jungkook,
had noticed the change in his behavior that his son tried to hide after the announcement.

"Baby, is everything okay?" he had asked, and in front of the older's soft and understanding
gaze, Kookie had collapsed and revealed his fears, hugging Taehyung thightly, hands
wrapping around his waist and face buried in his chest —he was taller than his mom now, so
it was Jungkook bending and doing it intentionally, but his mommy didn’t mind.

Taehyung had comforted him, soothing his insecurities with words and soft lips caressing his
cheeks and, finally, brushing his own lips. It was not a peck, like the usual ones. His lips
stayed there longer, long enough for Jungkook's heart wanting to leave his chest.

That night, jealousy faded away almost completely, giving room to another feeling to bloom:
protectiveness . With Kook's father away (as usual), Jungkook just assumed his role.

Soon, Jungkook found himself feeling more possessive and attentive to his mommy, wanting
to take care of Taehyung when his belly began to be more noticeable, although it was easily
covered with his clothes.
Naturally, he wanted to sleep with his mom all the time, in fear that he might need something
at night… and maybe because he loved feeling his body close to him, clutching at him.

Taehyung would let him, melting in his touch, and Jungkook would have him in his arms, his
mommy resting on his chest, deep breaths indicating that he was sleeping, always like an
angel, so vulnerable. His soft and a little bigger tummy being protected by Jungkook’s big
hands, white skin contrasting with the sweet honey. Taehyung humming in dreams,
comforted by those firm arms and soft caressings.

But Jungkook would feel bad —only a little bit, though. Because he would be thinking about
that baby being his, about him being the father, and his whole body would embrace Taehyung
more, the need to protect him flooding his senses. He felt bad because of his mom’s innocent
gaze when he looked at him, trusting in Jungkook, blissfully ignorant of the truth, of the
fingers that, sometimes, would travel north from his tummy to his milky tits. And he would
make little sounds in his sleep as Jungkook's breath would get heavier, feeling the nipples
harden under his light brushings, his fingers fondling his breasts, going over the puffy buds
again and again, slowly , fearing that Taehyung would wake up.

Or when Taehyung woke up with his underwear wet, pussy aching, and Jungkook’d pretend
not to hear the sweet moans behind the door of his mom's room, pretend he didn’t hear the
sheets moving and as if he didn’t imagine his mom grinding his pussy against his pillows.
He’d also pretend not to have caused the wetness in Taehyung by having brushed his fingers
against his clothed cunt the night before: in circular movements, up and down, with enough
pressure not to wake him up but to make the pleasure go through his body and make slick
pour from his cunny. But, as much as he’d love to, he couldn't bring him to orgasm —
couldn't risk waking him up. He was satisfied with rubbing that pussy and listening to the
sweet sounds of pleasure from that velvety voice that made his cock rock hard, erection
almost hurting him.

And he would end up smearing his fingers with the slick that seeped from the fabric, hand
shining and drenched in the thick substance. He’d taste his mommy, licking his fingers
slowly to enjoy the flavor, or would coat his cock with it and masturbate, moaning louder in
pleasure, going delirious with the sensation of his mommy's pussy juices on his cock.

Soon, it was not just the size of Tae's belly that changed, but his breasts.
And fuck , if that didn't make Jungkook go crazy.

When he came home from school, Taehyung greeted him with his smile and those fat tits in
the translucent dress he used to wear when he was at home. And when he hugged him —hell,
Jungkook could feel them squeezed against his chest, feel how soft and milky they were.
He’d always curse under his breath. It was as if his mommy was testing him on purpose.

However, Taehyung remained oblivious to his son's crisis. He just welcomed him happily
when his Jungkookie wanted to hug him, and didn’t question him when his son buried his
face in his chest, taking a deep breath.

Jungkook later had to excuse himself, hiding his semi boner, and in his room he only thought
about how soft his breasts were, how big they were getting, and that only meant his body was
producing milk. His hips were also getting wider, his body was gaining a little bit of fat,
making him thicker…

Koo moaned. Everything in Taehyung’s body screamed fertile. It was getting so hard not to
bite the apple.

Until one day, it happened.

It was night time, and Jungkook had one hand covering his mouth so as not to accidentally
make sounds; Taehyung was sleeping next to him. His other hand on his cock, red and hard.

His fist circled at the cockhead slowly, hips twitching, wanting to thrust but fearing that the
movement or wet sounds would wake his mother up. His ragged breathing seemed to be
excessively loud amid the complete silence characteristic of the late hours. He had to cum
quickly. His mother was by his side, and he didn't want to go to the bathroom either, because
there was something in the fact that his mommy was there, sleeping, unaware, while he was
pumping his cock, hard and throbbing.

However, a whimper definitely cut the silence of the room.

Jungkook froze. Muscles tense, heart dropping to his feet.

Shit, did he make that sound?

But then it was heard again, and the bed shaked. He sighed, relieved, and turned to see
Taehyung. Was he having a nightmare?

The brunette stirred again, his face outlined in pain, and Jungkook felt concern flooding his
body and replacing the arousal. Putting his cock back in his pants, he sat up and touched
Tae's arm gently, moving it slightly, voice soft and tinged with concern. "Mommy, are you
okay?"

Light sleeper Taehyung soon opened his eyes, blinking disoriented for a few seconds until his
crystallized gaze met Jungkook's. "Baby? What- Ow " He complained, expression scrunching
again and Jungkook quickly leaned closer to him with his eyebrows curled in concern.
"Mom, what happened? Are you hurt?"

Taehyung hissed and slowly got up, until he was sitting up. His hands, followed by
Jungkook's gaze, moved closer to his breasts, until those big mounds were resting in his
palms, soft and plump, clothed skin overflowing between his fingers.

Jungkook stopped breathing.

"It hurts," Taehyung whined in a small voice, lower lip between his teeth as he held back a
whimper.
Jungkook was frozen. Big eyes fixed on his large breasts without a bra in between. His
nipples swollen, bulging on the thin fabric of the dress, taking Jungkook’s breath away. But
then he remembered that Taehyung was awake, quickly averting his gaze to find the brunette
with a pout between his lips, staring at his own breasts in annoyance and his hands moving,
cupping them.

"Oww..." He let out a soft whimper, "They feel so heavy, hmm." And fucking hell . Jungkook
felt his cock twitch.

"Is there" The younger gulped, but continued, still feeling concerned about his mom's pain,
wanting to make it go away. "Is there a way to make it stop hurting…?"

Taehyung looked up, as if thinking about something, his lips still in a pout. Cute. Jungkook
wanted to kiss him. But soon a whimper came out of his mommy’s mouth and he winced, so
vulnerable to Jungkook.

The younger frowned. His hand, which hadn't left Taehyung's arm, squeezed gently. "What is
it, mom?"

And, oh .

His gaze fell, landing on the fabric that suddenly had two wet circles, sticking to Taehyung's
nipples.

His cock throbbed. "Oh."

Voice strained. Rationality thrown out the window.

He was gone. He couldn’t, fuck.

"Mommy?". He whispered. His eyes sparked. Looking innocent by default, those big doe
eyes.

Taehyung looked up at him; soft, glossy gaze. "Kookie?".

"I can… I can help you".

The brunette cocked his head, looking at his son curiously. "How, baby?".

Jungkook closed his eyes. He felt one of Taehyung's hands on his face, his thumb brushing
his cheek.

His voice came out low, soft, like an innocent caress. "I can drink your milk".

His eyes met Taehyung's, hesitant, watching the others grow larger. The brushing on his face
stopped.

But then he continued his movements, a giggle erasing the tension in the room that only
Jungkook seemed to notice.

"Oh, Koo, you are so sweet," he said, eyes loving. "But I don't want to bother you".

"No, no, mom. What are you saying? " And, really, what was he saying, if Jungkook could
have an orgasm right then and there at the thought of having his tits in his mouth, drinking his
milk.

Taehyung raised his eyebrows in concern. "Are you sure, baby? Really, you don't have to .. "
"I want to" he assured, gaze determined and a pout forming. He wrapped his hand around
Taehyung's still on his cheek, and placed a soft kiss on his palm, muttering, "Please, dun’
wanna see you in pain"

And that's how they ended up in that position —with Taehyung sitting comfortably, slightly
reclined, pillows on his back, and Jeongguk by his side, his weight supported by his forearm,
his face at the level of those leaking tits.

His heart was loud and his face so, so red. But he couldn’t even process what was happening.

The only one who seemed to do it was his cock –he was sure it had left a stain on his pajamas
from the amount of presemen it was leaking.

His mouth was the same, salivating, tongue running over his lips as his eyes devoured his
mom’s tits. His stare was intense, hungry. Not a hint of innocence was left in those dark, lust-
filled eyes.

But Taehyung didn’t notice —even here, he was just as oblivious as always. He just began to
undress; lowering the straps of his dress, delicately, withdrawing one arm, then another.
Jungkook held his breath as the fabric began to come down, honey-colored skin revealing
slowly, as if torturing him.

Until he released his breath abruptly, when those nipples were out, all plump and puffy,
almost as if they wanted to be bitten and played with a tongue.

Jungkook gulped, almost moaning at the sight. It was a dream. He heard a soft sigh from his
mommy.

The nipples glowed with what Jungkook supposed were the traces of milk that leaked from
them.
His mouth watered, and he couldn't help himself as his face began to move closer to those
big, swollen tits.

When his nose brushed against the skin, he looked up, his eyes meeting those of Taehyung
who were already looking back at him. He smiled melancholic at the sight, reminding him of
a baby Kookie as he drank his milk. "Go on, my baby"

In a heartbeat, Jungkook's lips caught his nipple with his mouth, hungrily. He heard a little
gasp from Taehyung. Closing his eyes, he began to suck.

And, shit , when the liquid started to fill his mouth he couldn't contain the moan that came
out of his throat, feeling the sweetness on his tongue. He swallowed.

He heard a soft sigh from his mommy, and opened his eyes to meet his close, an expression
of relief painted over. He smiled knowing that his mom felt good about this too.

With that, he lost himself in the sensations, forgetting partially the painful erection he was
wearing, the fact that his cock was drooling. Couldn’t keep his tongue still, the wet muscle
starting with shy touches on his nipple, to then circling it and lapping over it passionately but
slowly, dragging his wet muscle again and again, with muffled moans.

His mom made a small sound, and he felt a hand on his head, stroking his hair, nails slightly
scratching the skin in calm movements. Jungkook’s eyes rolled back, the sensation relaxing.
He opened his mouth wider, reaching for more skin and running his tongue over it. Some
strands of milk were leaking down the sides, and Jungkook separated to lap at them, hungry,
using the opportunity to mouth and lightly suck the skin. Fuck, he wanted to run his tongue
all over his tits.

He heard a laugh. "You like it, Jungkookie?"

The shyness in his mother's voice made him groan and nod fervently, breast still in his mouth,
muffling his voice. “God, yes, mommy. Tastes so sweet ”, and as if to prove his point, he
sucked harder, a moan coming from his throat at the same time as Taehyung. His mom threw
his head back, and his other hand, which was cupping his other tit, slipped. Jungkook saw
this and his own hand went there, holding it, feeling the skin spill between his fingers. It
made him close his eyes in pure pleasure, groping the mound slightly, feeling how squishy it
is.

“Hmm, m’ glad, baby… please, please don’t stop, ” Taehyung said in a soft, broken voice.
Jungkook nearly choked on the plea, repeating the strong sucks and stealing more sounds
from his mouth.

His cock bumped with something, the friction making him whine, feeling on edge, balls
throbbing, wanting to release so badly . But he couldn't, so he stopped moving, enjoying the
tiny friction between the surface and his cock, enough not to give in to what he just knew
would be his best orgasm ever.

But he soon stopped feeling liquid in his mouth, gently pulling apart his lips from the skin;
nipple and areola swollen, shiny with his spit. With his gaze watery from pleasure and his
breath quavering, he saw the pair of boobs, dumbfounded. His thumb brushing over the skin,
touching his nipples. He heard his mommy sigh lightly, never stopping him— and thank god,
because Jungkook no longer had the mind to stop. Before going to devour the other breast, he
kissed the bud he had just abused, giving it a single lick, almost shy. He heard a short
whimper from Taehyung.

He shuffled so that his face was near the other breast, using his arms to support and not crush
Taehyung, but his heart stopped when the pressure against his erection grew. Looking down,
his heart stopped. It was against his mother's legs.

He looked up in fear, but Taehyung had his eyes closed. His cheeks red, panting slightly,
totally disheveled, lost, fragile . Jungkook sent everything to hell.

This time, he caught the nipple eagerly, and began to suck with more confidence, tongue
delighting in the taste of milk and his teeth brushing the skin without actually biting. He
stopped holding back the sounds of pleasure that came from his throat, openly showing his
satisfaction, and it seemed that Taehyung was also getting carried away, because he let out
several sighs and some moans, Jungkook's cock responding with a twitch.
With his hand holding the other breast, he began to caress the abandoned nipple, thumb
gently pressing in circles, while the other was being abused by Jungkook’s sucking and
tongue licking, again and again. Taehyung let out a needy whimper, "Koooo ..", and
Jungkook could feel in his voice how gone he was, just like him. It made him go crazy.

Soon, Jungkook moved around with difficulty, not wanting to separate his lips from his
mum’s mound. He switched to the other side to be more comfortable, his erection brushing
his mother's soft stomach while doing so. He heard Tae whining, and smiled.

"Mu ..." He said against his nipple, and his hand gently left his other breast to go down,
touching the fabric of his dress, outlining Taehyung's curves. He reached his thigh, where the
clothing ended. His fingers caressed the smooth skin in circles, big hand resting possessively
on the thick thigh.

Soon, his hand started to go under the dress, going up slowly, hesitant. Worried about his
mommy’s reaction —he knows he’s pushing it.

But then the dress was pulled up to his waist, not a single protest from Taehyung, and
Jungkook cursed at the sight, detaching his lips from the nipple to stare at the scene in front
of him: honey-bathed skin and curves everywhere , those even more accentuated by his
pregnancy, the slight bulge on his stomach, wide hips matching his big tits.

He continued sucking while his hand went to his mother’s tummy, caressing the bump with
love, affection, sighing with the idea of having impregnated his mother, of having fucked a
baby in him.

And soon his fingers cupped his clothed pussy, feeling the fabric wet. He groaned in a deep
voice. “Fuck”.

He started rubbing circles on the fabric, receptive to the touch and focusing on the sensations
of his fingertips, until he felt a small bud, and began to circle it lightly, without a lot of
pressure, as if teasing. Taehyung's swollen, throbbing clit. He heard his mommy moan and
his hips grind, wanting more friction. Jungkook felt the panties getting moist with the slick
pouring from his pussy
"Mum, ur’ so wet…" he said, voice wavering. Last drops of milk fell into his mouth but his
tongue didn't stop, now lapping the areola, burying his nose in the soft skin, humming with
satisfaction. "Koo... You are so good for me, so so good" Taehyung moaned, broken voice
and eyes closing, lost by the pleasure from the tongue running over his nipple and the finger
rubbing his clit. Jungkook put more pressure. “O-Oh”.

"Tae, mom, p-please ..." Jungkook whined, hips starting to thrust and ram into his mom's leg,
hard cock still in his pants, erection hurting. Balls so full. To breed , to pump his mom full of
thick cum.

He hid his face, sinking between the big tits, and his hands, now trembling, catched
Taehyung's panties and pulled them up.

The rubbing of the fabric against Tae's sensitive clit made him whimper, one hand going to
his nipple and circling it with his thumb, the skin wet and shiny with Jugnkook's saliva. His
son's erection, large and throbbing against his leg, made him so needy . Cunny twitching with
the need to have his cock inside.

But shit. He shouldn't be doing this, it's so, so wrong. His little Kookie, his baby, is being
corrupted by him. He should stop him —he shouldn't have let this happen. And tears started
to fall, he didn't know if it was from pleasure or guilt, because his red, puffy pussy lips
brushed against each other and Jungkook kept pulling his slicked panties and licking his tits
and moaning and Taehyung couldn't —he couldn't even think clearly.

"J-Jungkook... Hmm!" He said, eyes trying to focus on his son, but then he felt three fingers
invading his mouth and ramming in his wet cavity. He was about to complain, but then he felt
the younger move on top of him without crushing him, burying his face on his neck. A
shudder ran through his body —he could hear and feel Kook’s sighs and strained groans right
in his ear, little “ a-ah, fuck” making him leak. Then, a mouth left open kisses on his neck.
Wet sounds making Taehyung so, so docile.

“Fuck, Mommy, wanna fuck you so baaad…” Jungkook whined, needy, voice a higher pitch
and Taehyung gasped, feeling something hard grind against his clothed cunny, lips outlined
because of how wet and sticky the fabric was, pussy juices passing the cloth and drenching
Jungkook’s cock, now naked, cockhead red and leaking, pushing between his clothed lips to
brush his clit, spreading his presemen and sending waves of pleasure to his mommy. His hips
moved nonstop, Kook melting with a desperate, lust-filled, needy voice. “P-Please, please ,
let me put my cock in your pussy, mommy, let me fill you up. Wanna put my seed in your
womb, I’d breed you so g-good, I promise” he cried brokenly.

He heard his mom whimper and his hips rise, joining the messy, desperate friction of their
lower parts. He raised his head and caught his mommy’s lips with his, starting a sloppy kiss,
full of moans and whimpers, unsteady because of the thrusts Jungkook didn’t stop making.
Although Taehyung was just letting the younger do everything he wanted, so pliant, with his
eyes closed, mouth opened, little sounds leaving his lips that Jungkook caught with hungry
movements, taking the opportunity to stick his tongue and savor his mommy until his lips
tickled.

But soon Jungkook stopped thrusting and Taehyung let out a whine, raising his hips, seeking
the friction. If Jungkook hadn't been so lost in pleasure he would have laughed at how
adorable his mommy was, but now he could only groan at the sight of him so vulnerable,
mouth and chin shiny with their spit and eyes dazed, glassy.

He got up carefully, Taehyung stopping him by clinging to his shirt with shaking hands and a
pout on his lips, whining. But Jungkook reached out to kiss him, this time slowly, love
pouring from him, reassuring his mommy. He wasn't going anywhere, shit, he'd have to be
crazy to do it.

Taehyung relaxed and Jungkook lowered himself to his knees on the ground, carefully
pulling Taehyung until he was on the edge of the bed with his legs spread. His mouth
salivating at the sight of those now transparent white panties, so, so wet, revealing the shape
of those delicious lips, puffy and slightly irritated by the friction against the fabric. "M-
mommy, god, let me eat you pussy please–" and was almost interrupted by a plea, "yesyesyes
please, please eat my pussy Koo" and Jungkook had to close his eyes, trying not to moan for
the desperation in his voice.

He moved closer until his nose was buried in the soaked cloth, deeply inhaling the essence of
his mum. "So sweet, mommy. Mmm, gonna be so yummy”, he murmured lost against the
puffy lips, giving the slicked fabric a lick from the bottom to the protruding swollen clit,
closing his eyes at the taste of his mom in his mouth. His tongue fiddled with the bud over
the fabric and felt his mother's spread legs tremble, his hands holding his inner thighs and
thumbs massaging the sides of his pussy lips, teasing Taehyung by pressing them against
each other, and twirling his tongue a little more before removing the underwear. He moaned
at the sight of a thick rope of slick connecting it with his pussy.
And god, his pussy . Honey lips open, shiny from his slick, dark tone contrasting beautifully
with its rosy entrance, clenching and unclenching around nothing, as if mirroring the hunger
the younger had. And like a starved animal, Jungkook dived to eat his meal —mouth
engulfing the pussy in a hasty movement, unable to contain himself.

Taehyung yelped and then melted into moans as he felt vibrations against his pussy and a wet
muscle playing in all his sensitive areas. Jungkook hummed shamelessly in pleasure while his
tongue lapped all the liquids, brushing the pussy lips hungrily, sinking between them and
running down and up to his clit in big licks. "Mmmm, tastes s’good mum", murmured.

He wrapped the entire pussy in his mouth, his tongue poking at the entrance. He felt it
pulsating and spasming against his muscle —as if it was calling for him. Jungkook groaned.
His tongue finally penetrated Taehyung’s cunt, being engulfed by the hot, wet cavity pressing
against him, clenching on his tongue and just not wanting to let go.

He began to thrust in and out, stimulating the walls and delighting in the taste. He shaked his
head from side to side, the tip of his nose brushing against Taehyung's clit while mouthing all
over his pussy, drinking fervently the pussy juices that didn't stop pouring. It was the best
meal of his life, his senses overwhelmed and his cock swelling painfully, desperately
avoiding any friction, edging himself. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hold his orgasm.

But after a couple of minutes devouring the cunny and torturing himself with the delicious
pain in his cock, suddenly his hair was pulled with force and he moaned brokenly at the burn.
Taehyung’s thighs closed, pressing and caging his neck and that pussy began to grind all over
his face, Taehyung's hips rolling desperately as he made sweet, delirious sounds. “So close
sosoclose please koo, please make mommy cum. S-So goo- so good ”.

And the younger’s eyes rolled back, Jungkook moaning himself at the desperate voice of his
mommy, at those wet folds squelching as they grinded against his lips, tongue and nose,
leaving everything drenched in his mommy’s juices, his ears filling with the sound of how
wet he was for him. The movements became more frantic and he felt his cock palpitate,
throbbing heavily. A glob of cum escaped from his tip and a choked moan left his mouth in
surprise, muffled by Tae's pussy. His hips spasmed and he whined “ f-fuck”, feeling so, so
close, already at the fucking climax and shit, he couldn’t stop it anymore, fuck—

"Kook, shit! cumming, cumming!"

A liquid shot up his face. Jungkook was startled, but not even a second later he reacted
almost instinctively: covering the fountain with his mouth, throat bobbing, swallowing all the
juices that squirted.

He moaned shakily. His mommy was squirting in his face. It was too much.

He felt the knot in his belly untie and explode, cumming fucking untouched , eyes rolling
back, his own hips humping the air desperate, uncontrollably. His tongue didn’t stop —kept
lapping unconsciously at the cum that was still coming out from the pussy, lips sealed there,
and feeling the clit of his mommy throb and throb, overstimulated, broken moans heard far
away, and the only thing Jeongguk could comprehend was the pleasure clouding everything.

He was in heaven.

The orgasm lasted for so long, balls emptying, a pool of cum gathering on the floor, cock
jumping with every spurt, a whimper following each one.

"N-No more..." the faint voice of his mommy brought him out of his trance, tongue stopping
torturing his clit and mouth slowly separating from his pussy. It was soaked, shiny with pussy
juices, just like Jungkook's face was from his nose down, a thick string of slick connecting
the cunny with his jaw that Jungkook didn't even bother to wipe. Eyes unfocused and glassy,
mouth ajar, agitated breath mingling with Taehyung’s, ears ringing —recovering from the
longest and most intense orgasm he had ever had. He barely registered the moist pussy still
twitching every so often, Taehyung’s hips jolting lightly and little gasps coming out of his
mouth, still in post-orgasm bliss.

After a minute, Jungkook approached those lips, leaving a soft kiss on the sensitive clit, and
then rested his own swollen lips there, releasing a deep sigh, pussy throbbing at the puff of
air. He closed his eyes exhausted, still leaning on the pussy, between his mommy’s legs,
processing everything that had happened.

He felt a hand pat his hair and opened his eyes, watching Taehyung leaning on one of his
elbows, glassy eyes on him, with messy hair, hot face and traces of tears on his cheeks. Those
big tits open in the air, still with Jungkook’s spit, and the little bump on his belly.
 He watched as his mum tried to focus his eyes on him, but his eyelids were almost closing,
heavy, and Jeongguk smiled fondly. He supposed the shock and guilt at what happened would
reach them the next day. He supposed .

Now, however, lethargy slowly consumed them and he soon found himself bringing a towel
and cleaning his mommy's thighs. With special care he went over his swollen and irritated
pussy lips, being careful not to stimulate the swollen clit, abused so many times by his tongue
and sucking. He quickly pulled an underwear out of the drawers and put it on Taehyung,
adjusting it so that it covered all of his pussy.

After making sure Taehyung was totally clean, he wiped his cum on the floor with the towel
and tossed it away, giving in to sleep. He laid down next to Taehyung, who had fallen asleep
at some point when Jungkook was cleaning him. Kook placed a soft kiss on his lips as he
pulled up his dress, covering the pair of big mounds.

Wrapping them both in the sheets, Jeongguk rested as well. Everything seemed to be the
same as before: Jungkook going to sleep with a smile, with his mommy sleeping peacefully
in his arms.

But nothing would be the same. Not after that night.

Chapter End Notes

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 Chapter 2
Chapter Summary

Nothing would be the same after that night, Jungkook already knew it.

But he never thought it would end up like this, crossing almost all of the invisible lines
they shouldn’t as a mother and son.

Chapter Notes

don't forget to read the new tags, just in case!

also, the beginning can be a little bit boring, i'm sorry :(

See the end of the chapter for more notes

When Jungkook woke up, his arm started palming the right side of the bed with his eyes still
closed, feeling the surface. He wanted to hug his mommy, like every morning.

However, a frown appeared on his face when he only found scattered sheets and no trace of
his mom’s soft skin. Only then, he opened his eyes.

And like a bucket of cold water, thousands of memories of last night woke him up
completely.

" Oh my god ," he mumbled, frozen.

Lots of questions started overwhelming his mind with each second passing. Yet everything
around him seemed pretty normal, as if it were just any other day. As if he hadn't sucked on
his mom's tits and eaten his pussy out until he squirted on his face.

So, Jungkook thought it was simply a wet dream. A very real one, and the hottest he’s ever
had.

Of course, that didn't explain how he hadn’t creamed his pants with such a good dream, but
he had more important things to find out, like knowing where his mommy was.

So he went downstairs, any trace of sleepiness completely gone after thinking his dream was
real. He chuckled; how could have he believed it was? So silly.

He walked into the kitchen, where some rattling was heard. He smiled, this time sweet, at the
sight of his mommy making breakfast. A nice apron hugging his plump body, thick ass
alluring Jungkook's eyes.

He stayed a few seconds eyeing it. Oh , how much he wanted to have those fat cheeks in his
hands, squeeze them and bury his face between them.

He licked his lips shamelessly, and he swore he could feel a ghostly trace of how his
mommy's pussy tasted in his dreams.

He decided to surprise Taehyung, taking silent steps. Easy task; he was already an expert
when it came to doing things in secret.

He suddenly hugged his mommy from behind, his arms wrapping around his waist, his
bottom a little closer than necessary to Taehyung's butt. But it was just an innocent display of
affection, right?

"Morning, mum", he mumbled warmly against his neck.

And he got the reaction he was looking for —he just loved to hear the little gasp his mommy
always let out, the way his body jumped and his boobs bounced with the motion.

But something was wrong.

"Mommy...?" he asked when he didn't hear an answer, a ‘ Koo, you scared me! ’ or maybe a ‘
Jungkookie, you're so mean, when will you stop doing this? ’ with an adorable pout.

He leaned in to see Taehyung's face, but his mom looked away before he could take a
glimpse.

"G-Good morning", he mumbled, faintly.

Jungkook began to worry. "What happened? Everything okay?”. His hands instinctively
settled on the slight bulge in his tummy.

"Y-Yeah, just... Sit down, I'll serve breakfast..."

The youngest frowned, but complied in silence, moving away from his mommy. Maybe he
was tired because of the pregnancy?

His gaze didn't leave Taehyung, though. And he found his movements unusually stiff, as if he
was tense; Even his hands shook a little as he placed his plate on the table. His tongue
pressed against his cheek watching this, and he grabbed his wrist, not liking it at all when his
mommy flinched from the touch.

"Mom", Jungkook insisted, worried. "Really, is something wrong? Are you hurt?”. His eyes
searched for Taehyung's, but he was just staring at the ground, his cheeks flushing, biting his
lip. As if he was embarrassed. But why?

He just shook his head as an answer, but Jungkook wasn't having any of it.
"Hey, look at me…" he asked, voice soft.

But Taehyung just jerked away from the grip, hurrying out of the kitchen, excusing himself
with a mumble Jungkook couldn't understand.

The boy was left alone in the kitchen, confused, his heart hurting a little.

His mommy had never acted like that with him.

It was hard for Taehyung.

What he had done was unforgivable.

He couldn't even look at himself in the mirror —much less look at those doe eyes that were
always so gentle; the ones that had looked at him the same way last night.

And he had tainted everything. His gaze with lust, his actions with sin.

He has corrupted his son, and now everything in him feels dirty .

Even touching himself felt dirty, when the only thing that crossed his mind when he rubbed
his fingers over his pussy was the sight of his sweet Koo between his legs, looking up at him
with his shiny eyes as his mouth devoured him and his nose rubbed his clit.
He was a degenerate, and as soon as he found himself thinking about it, he stopped
everything, feeling so, so gross.

He couldn't get any closer to his son. He couldn't do this to him.

And he tried. He tried to get away from him, but it was so difficult when Jungkook was so
kind, so gentle, just showing concern for him.

It broke his heart, having to get away from him and hear his voice bathed in sadness, "Please,
don't leave".

I can't stay, my baby. It’s for your own good.

But it seemed like Taehyung had been wrong in everything.

It had been a week since that night. A week in which he hadn’t felt Jungkook's arms around
him, his hands caressing his tummy, his lips on his face, his sweet voice singing him to sleep.
A week without meeting his sweet gaze, full of stars and love.

And he should have kept it that way. He should have kept his distance when they were on the
couch, watching a movie. But he had heard a sniffle —no sad scene in the movie to cause it,
so Taehyung turned around, inevitable concern growing in his chest.

"Jungkook? Everything okay?" he asked as he watched him shrunk in himself, his black hair
spread across his arms and his face hidden between them. Taehyung’s hand rested on his
knee; no response heard. "Jungkook...?"

His eyes widened when another sniffle was heard, and his son's shoulders trembled slightly.
"Baby!"
Taehyung rushed over to him, not caring about the distance in the slightest. How could he, if
his Kookie was crying.

"N-No," Jungkook blurted out, voice wavering as he pushed his mommy's hands away when
they touched his arms, trying to comfort him. But then he raised his face.

And something broke inside Taehyung when he saw those beautiful eyes, which had always
given him nothing but love, bathed in tears; all fruit of the pain he had caused. He knew it, he
didn't need someone to tell him, but Jungkook still spoke.

"You've been avoiding me all this week," he started, rubbing his eyes with his fists. “You
don't let me hug you, touch you… You wouldn’t even look at me in the eye! Why? What did
I do wrong? Are you mad at me?"

Taehyung was quick to deny those questions that just didn't make any sense. "No no no Koo,
oh god baby, I'm so sorry," he said, his eyes feeling the sting of his own tears as his hands
rested on his son’s wet cheeks. Jungkook closed his eyes and let out a small sigh as he felt his
mommy's skin after what seemed like an eternity, leaning in the touch. “You did nothing
wrong, never . It was me, it was me who did, and I'm so sorry for it, Koo”. If he was
apologizing for ignoring him or for what happened that night, his heart only knew the answer.

“But… But then w-why? If I did nothing… why are you avoiding me so much? " He asked,
looking at him lost, pleading.

And Taehyung knew he couldn't get away from him ever again, no matter what. His son’s
emotions were so transparent, he could see the reflection of his own feelings in his eyes: the
loneliness, the sadness of being apart. They had always shown their love in a physical way,
after all.

"Because..." He swallowed hard, feeling his cheeks redden, not knowing how to say it. But he
had to explain and fix his relationship with Jungkook. "B-Because, what happened that...
night..."
He felt Jungkook's body tense, watched his eyes go wide, and he suddenly felt disgusted with
himself, quickly withdrawing his touch from his son. He was faster, though; Taehyung
whimpered as those large hands encircled his wrists, keeping him from fully pulling back.

"That night?" he repeated, disbelief painting his voice. Taehyung mistook it for judgment.

He began to crumble, feeling worse. “I-I'm so sorry, Jungkook. I’m so disgusting, I know, I
should’ve stopped and… b-baby, please forgive m-"

"So it wasn't a dream?" Jungkook whispered, staring into space. Taehyung fell silent. What?

"A dream?" he repeated, confused.

Suddenly Jungkook's eyes turned at him, looking wild. Taehyung closed his mouth, stilled.

Without warning, the younger pulled him closer. Taehyung yelped as he stumbled, ending up
straddling him, feeling a pair of warm hands on his waist.

"That night," Jungkook started talking, his face so close to him. Taehyung held his breath.
"Was real? Everything?"

Taehyung nodded slowly, still not understanding what was going on.

"When I drank your milk?" he asked as his hands went to his breasts, squeezing them gently,
thumbs brushing his nipples. A choked sound escaped Taehyung’s lips, something between a
gasp and a moan.

Then one hand moved down, sneaking under his dress, until his fingers brushed the fabric of
his underwear, cupping his mound. "When I ate this pussy?".
"K-Kook!" Taehyung yelled, looking scandalized. And he was, yes, but not with his son. With
himself . Because those vulgar words and Jungkook's fingers in his most intimate places, even
if they were a mere touch, made him feel so aroused. He felt a pressure on his pussy, starting
to get wet.

"Fuck, mommy," he continued, not a bit of shame on his face. "So you've been avoiding me
for that?"

His voice came out tender, his free hand resting on his cheek and his thumb caressing his
lower lip, looking up at his mom with a soft little smile and bright eyes. They were suddenly
so alive, all trace of sadness gone.

"Y-Yes?" Taehyung answered, but sounded more like a question. He was dizzy from all the
changes in Jungkook's attitude.

And he was even more confused when the boy stared at him and then pouted, almost like a
dejected puppy with his ears down. “So you didn’t like it? You regret it? "

Taehyung was quick to deny it, “No! Of course I liked— w-wait, no…” He covered his
mouth with his hands, squeezing his eyes tightly. What the hell was he saying?

However, Jungkook's lighthearted laugh made him open his eyes, finding his son looking at
him with a giant smile.

He started leaning closer, and Taehyung’s eyelids automatically fell. His heart pistoned in his
chest as he felt Jungkook's soft lips rest on his for a few seconds.

“I also liked it, mommy. So, so much,” he whispered, his nose snuggling on his cheek.

While those words eased some of the pain on his chest, Taehyung couldn't share his joy. Not
yet. "But I- I forced you..." The words weighed in his mouth; it was painful.
But then, "What? What are you talking about? " Jungkook pulled away to look him in the
eye. Taehyung whimpered again, flinching. Before he could speak, the young man continued.
“Mommy, I don't know what kind of ideas you have in mind, but I also wanted it. You didn’t
force me —if anything, it was me who started, and if you didn’t like it… I’m so sorry for it".

Taehyung looked up, finding sincerity in his gaze, but also regret, something that didn't sit
well with him. "I-I liked it, Koo," this time the words didn't feel dirty in his mouth. "You
don't have to apologize". The bunny smile returned.

"And you don't have to feel bad, mum," he placed a kiss on his cheek. Taehyung smiled,
closing his eyes. Oh, how much he missed his kisses.

But Jungkook kept leaving small pecks on his face, and the smile soon broke into a bright
laugh, his chest invaded by a light feeling as he processed that Jungkook wanted it too, that
he didn't hurt him, that he didn't force him to do anything. Because that was what terrified
him —the thought of hurting the person he loved the most.

And he was so happy that he didn’t notice the fond look that Jungkook was giving him, an
equally big smile plastered in his face, watching him laughing and feeling thousands of
butterflies in his stomach. Taehyung was so, so cute.

But soon his gaze darkened as he too began to process everything he’d just discovered.

That night really happened.

And his mommy said he liked it.

Fuck, not now...

He cursed under his breath feeling his cock twitch to life, but —who could blame him. He
had eaten his mommy's pussy, he had drunk his juices. It wasn’t a wet dream.

So, he resumed his kisses, but now they weren't innocent pecks, but open-mouthed kisses,
running down Taehyung's neck. He heard his mommy’s laugh die and be replaced by small
sounds.

He licked up his neck, tasting him, and waiting for Taehyung to stop him. Just like that night,
it didn't happen, so Jungkook ventured out for more.

His tongue went up slowly, leaving a wet trail, until it reached his ear and left a wet kiss right
behind it, then lightly sucked on the area. He heard Taehyung moan a little ahn , but then he
bit his lip quickly, shutting up.

He whispered, "Don’t, mum. Wanna hear your beautiful voice, yeah?"

Taehyung's hands tightened their grip on his shoulders, releasing a small whine in response
and hiding his face on his neck. Jungkook laughed, endeared by his mommy's shyness, and
enjoying the sensation of his fleshy boobs squeezed against his chest.

He just let him, and decided to paint the nude canvas between his shoulder and neck, moving
the fabric of his dress to the side. He kept giving sloppy kisses and suck on the skin, wet
sounds arousing both of them. Taehyung squirmed slightly, feeling his cunnie getting wet,
making almost inaudible moans that only Jungkook could hear due to his proximity.

Those velvety sounds made him feel all worked-up, and soon his erection finished growing,
now a big bulge suffocated between his clothes and, of course, under the heat emitted by
Taehyung's clothed pussy.

Jungkook groaned against his mommy's skin when a specific movement made their sensible
parts brush against each other. He knew Taehyung had felt it too, because he heard a slight
gasp and felt his body tense.
The younger’s hands didn’t stop, and they went to his plump ass, big hands fitting perfectly
on those big cheeks.

He squeezed them, releasing a hum of pleasure at how soft the flesh was.

" Fuck , ass so big. Can’t wait to have my face buried in it”.

Taehyung moaned. "N-Noo…" he whimpered, but his hips contradicted him, grinding his
clothed pussy against the hard bulge.

Jungkook laughed. "No? Don’t want this, mommy?”. He lowered his hands and spread his
asscheeks even further, leaving his pussy lips slightly also spread and open. Two of his long
fingers touched the moist fabric that covered his cunt. It was so hot, fuck. “This pussy right
here says otherwise. Who should I believe, hmm?"

Taehyung blushed impossibly more, feeling his cunt clench, greedy for more. Jungkook
hummed while groping his ass, spreading and squeezing his cheeks. His plump pussy lips
opened and closed from the movements.

And, oh , his panties were very small, so the fabric began to slip in between his major lips,
hugging now only his hole and clit. Taehyung let out a little " yes ..." as Jungkook ran his
fingers over his labia, slipping between them, his fingers now caressing his slick-drenched
folds through his panties.

But then he put his hand away and Taehyung whined at the loss. Jungkook shushed him, and
his mom soon heard a sucking sound.

He drew back, his trembling hands still resting on his son’s shoulders, and watched with a
gasp how Jungkook had his eyes closed in delight and was savoring his fingers, his tongue
licking through them, lapping at his pussy juices.
He felt a shiver run through his body. His clit began to pulse at the sight of Jungkook tasting
his most intimate fluids, watching him enjoy them so much, just like that night. As if his
pussy was a candy to him.

" Mmm , mommy," he moaned, eyes opening, now clouded with pleasure. "Your cunnie tastes
better than I remembered."

"Jungkook," he said breathless, and it came out like a plea —maybe it was.

His mind could only focus on the heat and pressure building in his cunt, getting wetter and
wetter, his hole clenching in need. In need of something, of Jungkook , filling his insides.

"Tell me what you want, mommy." His hands returned to his pussy, pushing his panties
against his cunnie and tucking the fabric into his hole, drenching it with his juices. Taehyung
moved his hips against the hand, moaning softly at the rough sensation on his pussy. "Tell
me, I'll give you whatever you want.", he whispered, his eyes with a glint of determination,
willing to keep his word.

"A-Anything, anything," he begged. Jungkook wanted to make him go crazy, desperate for
him, and kept pressing his fingers, pushing more of his panties inside, probably stretching the
fabric and ruining them, but they couldn't care less. Taehyung felt his clit being stimulated by
the cloth running against his cunt, fabric rasping his sensitive bud when Jungkook pulled it.
His hips stuttered.

“ Ahn , just– please, please Koo”, he whined, already needy. He shaked his hips, humping his
pussy and ass against the bulge on Jungkook's pants. God , it was so hard, he could feel it
throbbing. He wanted it, wanted it inside of his cunnie so bad.

Don't blame him —poor mommy hadn't touched himself since that night. His pussy had been
so, so neglected.

Jungkook melted hearing his mom begging, cock leaking, his pants suffocating him. His
hands left his clothed pussy, fat lips slightly separated, and the thin fabric of the panties
hiding between them, part of the underwear tucked in, sunk inside Taehyung's hole, pussy
leaking, bathing the fabric. The sight was so obscene; if only Jungkook could have a look at
it, he wouldn’t even be able to resist —his mouth would be attached to his cunt, sucking all
the slick in a second.

Jungkook squeezed his waist, loving the feeling of the skin between his fingers. His mommy
was so perfect —so squishy and plump everywhere. He would honestly be happy with just
running his hands all over his body.

But he could have more, he thought while licking his lips hungrily. And he would take
everything he could of his mommy.

"Why don't you sit on my face, hmm?”, his cock stirred with only saying those words, “So I
can eat your pretty pussy”.

Taehyung gasped. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, pussy throbbing at the idea.

"You want that, mum?" Jungkook asked seductively, mouth already salivating and his heart
beating so fast; everything seemed almost unreal.

"Y-Yes" he whispered timidly, but it was all Jungkook needed.

His hands landed under Taehyung's thighs and he got up, his mommy yelping as he was
lifted. His pussy was still on top of his cock, slick had passed through the clothes, making a
wet patch in Jungkook’s pants, and the outline of his cock was visible.

Taehyung grinded desperately, cunnie rubbing with his erection, making Jungkook groan. He
was so fucking aroused and feeling all giddy by Jungkook's show of strength, holding him in
his arms with no problem. His boobs were at the same level of his baby’s face and Taehyung
hugged him, his arms circling his head and pulling him towards his chest, Jungkook’s face
buried between his breasts, in the cleavage of his dress.
Jungkook groaned again, grip tightening, and he immediately shook his head, feeling those
big mounds squeezing his face. “Fuck, mommy”, he whined, voice muffled. He was such a
tease, hell. That body was already a temptation, dressing with that slutty dress that didn’t hide
it should have to be simply illegal .

Taehyung released him when he felt Jungkook lean back and carefully placed his feet on the
floor. Jungkook didn’t separate his face from his chest, however, and soon Taehyung moaned
as he felt his nipples being pinched above the fabric, and a wet muscle running on the line
between his two breasts.

"K-Kook," he moaned, feeling his tongue now on one of his nipples, his saliva drenching the
fabric and causing it to stick to the bud. He ran his tongue, the sensation of the touch with the
fabric in between making Taehyung mean and stick his chest out, needing more of that
tongue.

Jungkook mouthed, slightly pressing and sucking the nipple through the dress, lifting the tit
slightly and dropping it, watching hypnotized how it bounced. He did the same with the other
breast. His cock was drooling and painfully hard, but when he lost himself in his mommy, in
his enticing body, in the moans that came out of his mouth and the pleasure painting his
beautiful face, the least he could think about was his own pleasure— when he was already
satisfied making his mommy crumble like that.

'Fuck, are they bigger?' He thought, hands cupping the tits and lifting them, watching them
jiggle and feeling their heavy weight, skin spiling between his fingers. Shit , just thinking that
they were full of milk made him want to send everything to hell and just suck them until he
drank the very last drop his mommy had.

But they had time for it —and for much more. Because oh, how many things he wanted to do
to his mommy. He suppressed a moan at the thought of it.

Right now, his main course was that ass and that pussy.

He released his boobs carefully, and began to lift his dress. Taehyung just let him do
anything, raising his arms like a doll, at Jungkook's mercy. He loved so fucking much
watching his mommy so gone , affected so easily. He heard him whimper when his breasts
were exposed to the air, and when he saw those hard, puffy nipples, he couldn't help but wrap
his mouth around one and run his tongue there, finally feeling the bud directly. He heard a
whine from his mommy, and smiled, stopping.

"Wait here," he said, and then quickly went to grab a towel. His mom tilted his head when he
saw him and he just smiled. “That night I was practically drowned in your juices, mum. We
don't wanna ruin the carpet, do we?”

He laughed as he saw his mommy's cheeks turn redder than they already were.

He lied down on the rug, placing a pillow to support his head, the towel below everything.
Taehyung watched him as he clutched his thighs and rubbed them, stimulating his cunt while
he waited, moaning softly.

He almost sighed of relief when Jungkook spoke while patting his chest. "C’mere, mommy."

Taehyung, with shy movements, crouched down and settled in, ending up in a squat position,
pussy on top of Kook's face. His hands were resting on Jungkook's chest for stability. The rest
of his weight was supported by his legs.

Jungkook cursed under his breath at the sight he had right above him: puffy pussy lips
looking at him, shining, bathed in slick, ropes of it connecting them. His hands went up,
thumbs parting them, watching now the fabric of his panties tucked in. Heavenly meal.

Before removing the panties, he decided to tease his mommy a little. He spanked Taehyung's
butt with force, looking at the meat jiggling softly. "Hmmm, fuck... Get down a little more,
beautiful".

Taehyung secretly melted at the nickname, and gently layed his knees on the ground, caging
Jungkook.

Once positioned, Jungkook didn't wait any longer and attached his mouth to his cunt, making
Taehyung moan in surprise. He started with long licks, tasting him, then sucking on the cloth.
His tongue poked and sank the fabric deeper in his hole. With his lower teeth he nibbled at
the protruding bud, scraping his clit over and over again through the fabric. Taehyung's hips
jumped and let out little moans. “O-Oh, yes Koo”.

Then he removed his panties, pussy twitching as the fabric stimulated his insides while being
pulled, leaving his hole completely drenched in his slick.

A soft moan left Jungkook’s lips when he saw his mom’s pussy clenching around nothing, so
greedy for something inside.

His tongue came out, ready to satisfy the wishes of that cunny.

He gave his clit a tentative lick, so light, but still made Taehyung moan and his hips stutter.
He didn’t let his pussy get to crush Jungkook's face, though, neither then nor when Jungkook
started lapping eagerly, his tongue skimming over his lips, first on the outside and then
sinking between them, getting lost in the wet folds; the taste of his mommy made his cock
jump. Taehyung just rolled his eyes back, his hands shaking on Jungkook's chest and his legs
too, grinding slightly from front to back, but never going down, keeping distance with that
mouth.

The boy didn't like that, and determination crossed his face as he set a new goal: make his
mommy crush him with his pussy and fat ass. He knew he could just pull him over and make
his pussy fall on his face, yeah, but he was thirsty for the sight of his mom losing himself
over pleasure. He saw it that night, he’ll make sure to make him delirious again.

The tip of his tongue traced the outside of his pussy, lifting his head slightly to catch his
plump lips. He sucked on one, pulling it, and then the other, avoiding stimulating past them.
Then he pulled away and placed his thumbs next to his labia, pressing on each other as lightly
as possible, stimulating his mommy's clit from the pressure. He watched mesmerized how a
thick rope of slick fell slowly, and stuck out his tongue to catch it, closing his eyes and
humming when he felt Taehyung's sweet taste in his mouth.

Taehyung whined and moved desperately, humping on the air in an attempt to get more
contact, pussy so sensitive and clit neglected, needing so so bad a mouth sucking it. He
whimpered; he couldn't even close his legs to stimulate it. He just felt his son's thumbs move
in circles on his major lips, but not touching the places he needed the most.
Tears began to form in his eyes from frustration and pleas slipped from his lips. "Please Koo,
touch mommy’s pussy, please please , need it s-so bad"

"Yes, fuck," Jungkook whispered to himself and he squished those lips, bringing them
together this time with more pressure, properly stimulating Taehyung's clit. His mom moaned
a broken “ yeees~” and his hips buckled, making something inside of him ignite at the sight
of that wet cunt shaking above him. Then he pulled his pussy lips down, stretching them
slightly, and repeating it once more so that another string of slick fell into his mouth —as if
he was milking his cunt.

Once having savored his mommy in his mouth, humming pleased while he licked his lips, he
smiled and spanked one of his asscheeks. Taehyung yelped, and Jungkook did it again to see
how the meat jiggled deliciously and the honey skin quickly reddened. Fuck, so delicate.

He heard Taehyung whine like a puppy. "Want me to eat you cunny, mum?" he cooed, and his
mommy instantly replied, "Yeees" shaking his butt from side to side. Jungkook cursed at the
sight.

With a thick voice, he ordered: “Ride my tongue, then”.

If he had been in his five senses, Taehyung would’ve blushed and refused to do such a vulgar
act. He wasn’t, though; his clit was throbbing for attention and he felt like he was going to
explode if he didn't feel a tongue there.

So with his eyes closed he began to lower his hips slowly, until they jumped and he sucked in
a breath when he felt something touch his pussy. He swallowed hard and lowered until he felt
it again, and let out a moan of relief when he moved his hips back and finally , finally his clit
was being touched.

After that, he had no more control of his hips and began to grind uncontrollably, coming and
going, dragging his pussy against Jungkook's tongue, his juices most likely falling all over his
face judging by the lewd slurping sounds that flooded the room. But Jungkook’s moans let
him know that he was clearly enjoying it —maybe as much as his mommy was.
After having that long muscle going through his folds, wet sounds coming from the lewd
movements, Taehyung focused on his clit. And after finding the right position, he started
making small, frantic movements, grinding his swollen bud against the tongue.

"O-Oh, yes Koo!" He whined in a high-pitched voice when Jungkook began twirling his
tongue from side to side against his clit, waves of pleasure making him roll his eyes, his hips
stuttering.

Jungkook started sucking on his clit and Taehyung felt his body weaken, almost crushing the
younger who was fervently eating his pussy. His mom whimpered, hips shaking, drooling, his
eyes closing in pleasure as he was being sucked in his most sensitive place.

His Kookie was so, so good. As if he perfectly knew how to satisfy him, what his body
needed. Fuck, as if he was skilled , as if he had done this before…

An unpleasant thought appeared in his mind, then. Taehyung frowned.

His chest filled with jealousy when he thought of Jungkook having done this with other
people — what if that's why he was so good?

"You did this before?"

Jungkook opened his eyes — he'd closed them at some point, lost in the taste of his mommy's
pussy— and blinked, confused. His voice came out hoarse. "What?"

"I'm asking you if you did this before, Jeon Jungkook", his mommy said, his whiny and high-
pitched voice from before had nothing in common with this one, sharp and serious.

"O-Of course I didn’t- Mmm!"

His eyes widened when his voice was suddenly muffled by the pussy crushing his face. His
mommy started rubbing his pussy lips against his mouth, riding him energetically. "Don't talk
with your mouth full," he reproached, the unpleasant feeling in his chest controling him.

Jungkook whimpered at his mommy's dominating attitude, his nose buried between his
plump cheeks and his cock was starting to throb so much it almost hurt. But he was quick to
react, sticking his tongue out and hardening it, only wanting to satisfy him—wanted his
mommy to use him for his own pleasure. Taehyung took the hint and started jumping, riding
his wet muscle, long enough to make him moan by entering his hole and stimulating his
walls.

A slight slapping sound arose from the contact of his plump ass and Jungkook's face,
following the wet sounds his sopping cunt made as Jungkook caught his pussy when he came
down, sucking what he could before his mommy lifted his hips, and then lowered them back
down, burying his tongue in his pussy over and over.

But soon another wet sound joined the lewd orchestra and Taehyung opened his eyes, mouth
dropping as in front of him was Jungkook's erection out of his pants.

Taehyung bit back a moan at the sight: cockhead painted a strong red, and Jungkook's hand
stroking from the base up there, milking his cock, making the tip leak so much precum.
Taehyung started salivating at the sight.

"Mommy..." Jungkook moaned brokenly, stroking his hard member again and feeling close
already, leaving it with shaky hands.

Taehyung watched with a hungry gaze how his cock jumped when he grinded down with
force, suffocating Jungkook, feeling his nose sinking in his pussy. And then saw how
Jungkook started pumping his big cock vissibly throbbing and fuck , Taehyung felt his cunnie
leak so much at the thought of having it inside, grinding erratically, feeling Jungkook muffled
moans against his pussy. And watching how Jungkook was so affected by him, being just
used, so pliant, and still his cock was so swollen, so hard for him...

"Close, close," Taehyung whimpered, his movements faltering as he felt the pressure build up
in his lower area, making his legs shake.
Jungkook felt like cumming from the erotic sounds his mommy made, mixed between moans
and whimpers; from that heavinly pussy, that kept leaking and smearing his juices on his
face, asphixiating him, riding his nose and mouth.

He wasn't aware of his hips buckling and he couldn’t see Taehyung's teary eyes staring at his
cock that throbbed visibly.

He remembered, then. That night Jungkook had come untouched and even if it would so
fucking erotic to watch him cum just like that, by having his face crushed by his pussy, today
he didn’t want it to be that way. So his hand moved fast and grabbed Jungkook's cock,
causing him to cry out in surprise. Jungkook let out another moan when he felt his mommy's
hand drop from his tip to the base of his cock, dick leaking at the contact and his hips
buckling, looking for more.

But then he felt the hand not come back up, but rather squeeze the base of his cock and stay
there. Taehyung moaned when he felt Jungkook's whine against his pussy, the vibrations
going to his clit.

He spoke in a shaky, strained voice, barely maintaining his composure. "Make me come,
Kook, and maybe I'll let you cum too".

“ Fuck ,” the younger cried and his hands grabbed his ass, holding it strongly and partially
stopping his mom’s grinding on his face, to then start sucking on his cunt. His mouth hugged
his clit and his tongue flicked it while he sucked, two of his fingers entering his hole and
moving roughly to find his mommy's sweet spot.

When he felt Taehyung's hips jolt, his fingers returned to the area he just brushed and abused
it, pressing his fingertips in the bud of nerves. “Fuckfuckfuck yes, yes Koo right there, right
there”, Taehyung mewled and his cock actually hurt when it twitched, needing to cum. He
felt his mommy get closer and closer, moans coming out broken, high-pitched, his pussy
walls spasming like crazy— and then, he felt it again.

Taehyung let go with a loud cry, clit pulsing intensely as he began coming, pussy squirting in
Jungkook's face, who couldn’t catch everything in his mouth and pussy juices began to spill
down his face, drops running down his neck and falling on the towel . Taehyung was
delirious as he felt the tongue still abusing his clit and prolonging his orgasm, and he
tightened his grip on Jungkook's cock as he felt it twitch strongly, like it was cumming.

Jungkook whined when Taehyung gasped and lifted his hips, cunnie sensitive and spasming,
flinching from the younger’s restless tongue.

The room was filled with Taehyung’s heavy breathing, recovering from his orgasm, pussy
still twitching. Jungkook didn't take his eyes off the sopping mound, and he couldn't control
himself.

"Koo, no more!" he whined as he felt his tongue giving a quick lick to his clit, the abused bud
aching from overstimulation.

He heard a laugh, and then his breathless voice. "Sorry, couldn’t resist."

Taehyung pouted, but his gaze soon darkened as it settled on Jungkook’s cock, still hard and
leaking. It was probably hurting so much...

Taehyung gave him an experimental squeeze. Jungkook choked in a moan. "M-Mom!"

"Baby's pretty mouth was so good to me," his mommy cooed, Jungkook whining, "Should I
return the favor, my Kookie?"

"Oh, please ," he begged. Imagining his mommy's mouth surrounding his cock made him so
weak already.

He asked himself if this was a dream while sitting on the couch, with his pants and boxers
thrown on the floor, and his pretty mommy between his legs, his delicate hand pumping his
cock.
"Mmm", Jungkook made little sounds as he felt waves of pleasure at the touch on his cock,
but his eyes were on Taehyung's expressions.

His feline eyes were narrowed, focused on his dick, his tongue sticking out in a predatory
way, moving closer until it made contact with the base of his cock. Jungkook held his breath.

Taehyung left a trail of saliva, moistening his cock until his wet muscle reached slowly, as if
torturing him, up to his cockhead, collecting with his tongue the drops of presemen that came
out of his slit, and letting the tip of his tongue dance there, rubbing the small hole. Jungkook
mewled at this, head throwing forward.

"Are you telling the truth?" Taehyung asked, savoring the salty taste on his mouth.

"W-What– Mmm ," his brain disconnected as his mommy wrapped his lips around his
cockhead, licking and sucking as slightly as possible, producing lewd popping sounds.

And as if Taehyung was making out with his cock, he hummed between wet kisses, sending
waves of pleasure through the vibrations and all of the touches of his mouth on his dick.

His mom pulled away and stuck his tongue out, making a glob of spit fall on his cock, and
laughed when his dick jumped in his grasp. "Have you done this with someone else?"

Jungkook blinked, his breath ragged as he saw Taehyung's gaze; icy, distant.

Fuck, he was jealous. The younger bit his lip, suppressing a smile. He never imagined his
mommy jealous —much less like this, with an uncharacteristically cold look and sharp voice
addressing him.

But he couldn't help the laugh that bubbled from his throat at the ridiculous idea. Him, being
with someone else?
Shit, Taehyung really was so fucking oblivious. He didn't know that his mere existence had
ruined Jungkook —in the best possible way. He simply couldn’t be interested in other people.
They didn’t have his body, his voice, his eyes, his personality, his heart... In short, they
weren't his mommy. His gaze didn’t say it all? Didn’t it show that he only has eyes for
Taehyung?

But before explaining to his mommy how whipped as fuck he was for him, Jungkook wanted
to explore a little more of his jealous mommy. He wanted to provoke him.

And oh, he was already doing it, because Taehyung was looking at him now with annoyance,
probably misinterpreting the laugh he let out.

"You did," he mumbled bitterly. Jungkook blinked with fake innocence, and just kept quiet, a
small smirk painting his face.

Taehyung scoffed. "Fine."

He removed his hand from his cock and Jungkook's heart fell to his feet. Fuck, no no no no .
He screwed up.

Begs and apologies were already on the tip of his tongue but not even a second later
Taehyung attached his lips to his dick, and the only thing that came out of his lips was a
moan.

Taehyung returned to mouthing all around his cock, this time more fervently, until he
descended to the base. There, he started playing around, his tongue pressing against the
sensitive skin that connected his dick with his balls. Jungkook threw his head back. "Ahnn,
mum," he whimpered in a high-pitched voice.

He groaned when he felt his mouth envelop one of his testicles and suck gently, his tongue
then licking over the sensitive skin while reaching the other to repeat the action. He drew
back, only to accumulate saliva in his mouth and then coat his palm with it. Once satisfied,
his hand went up to play with the leaking cockhead, closing his fist around it and going up
and down, wet sounds coming from it. Jungkook’s hips thrusted, but a slap on one of his
thighs made him whimper and stay still.

Taehyung stopped caressing his balls and began to go up, nose rubbing the lenght of his cock,
inhaling Jungkook’s scent. He closed his eyes, pleased to find that it wasn't too strong. Very
typical of his baby, who was always very careful when it came to smells. However, the faint
musky scent made him lose his mind, and he closed his thighs, feeling his clit slightly
aroused.

With Jungkook's cock resting on his face, he spoke. "Were they good, Jungkook?"

His son was already looking back at him, but Taehyung felt resentment towards those
glowing eyes. He had never thought about that love and fondness being directed to another
person. A pout formed on his lips in a sassy way.

On the other hand, the poor boy was so lost in the sight of his cock resting on his mommy’s
face. He wanted to take a picture so badly. It was perfect. His imagination was nothing,
couldn’t have ever prepared him for the breathtaking beauty of Taehyung like this.

But then he blinked, forcing himself to focus.

"Uh... Y-Yes?"

Taehyung's blood boiled. Okay, so they were. But girls and boys of his son's age were no
match for someone experienced, for Taehyung.

Jungkook closed his eyes as he felt his mommy's mouth engulfing his tip one more time. This
time, however, he started to go down. More and more. Until his hips stuttered and his mouth
fell open in pleasure, forcing himself to open his hazy eyes to meet a sight that was forever
engraved in his mind within a second, making his cock throb like crazy.
Taehyung was looking at him under those long lashes, his eyes glistening with accumulated
tears and his cheeks hollowed. His nose buried in his pubic hair, and his entire mouth
engulfing his cock.

A deepthroat. A fucking deepthroat.

"F-Fucking hell," he cursed, voice strained and muscles tense, trying his best to hold back
and not fuck his mouth. His cock was pulsing so much, Taehyung must be feeling it.

Taehyung, pleased with his reaction, began to go up until he only had the tip in his mouth.
With his tongue he pushed out all the accumulated saliva in his mouth, coating his cock with
it. A tear fell from his eyes. He hadn't had a big cock stuffing his throat in a long time, but he
was glad he could do it on the first try.

"Tell me, Kook," he mumbled against the red tip, his breath hitting the sensitive gland. "Were
they able to take your fat cock in their mouths?"

Jungkook hadn't even recovered from what had just happened, god . And Taehyung didn’t
wait for an answer and sank his cock in his mouth again, this time without reaching the
bottom but taking the vast majority of his dick. Jungkook moaned, mumbling something and
then a cry left his lips when Taehyung started playing with his tongue. He moved it from side
to side under his cock, making sure the cockhead was also being rubbed. Then he circled
around the entire cock, and began to bob his head.

Jungkook's toes curled and his hands clenched into fists as he felt Taehyung's throat engolf
his cock, so, so tight, and when a hand began to massage his balls he started mumbling
incoherently.

" A-Ahn ". His hips lifted and twitched slightly when he felt a delicious vibration against his
cock. His mom was humming on purpose. Fuck, he knew what he was doing.

"M-Mum, I'm close..." Jungkook said, and Taehyung wanted to coo at how small and needy
he sounded, at his mercy. He loved it.
But he still didn't want him to come. And he made sure to grab the base of his dick and
squeeze it to keep him from coming, swallowing as much of his cock as he could until his
lips collided with his hand. Jungkook moaned, gasping, “A-Ahh! P-Please”.

Then Taehyung gulped down with the cock in his throat —almost painful, and a big risk to
lose control of his nausea reflexes. But Jungkook’s reaction was so worth it, precious . An
adorable broken whimper coming out of his mouth at the sudden tightness, so desperate, his
body jolting and a beautiful expression on his face. He felt the cock twitching hard in his
throat and then, a salty taste going down. Fuck, his baby was leaking.

Taehyung parted with a moan, saliva smeared all over his jaw and some threads connecting
his mouth to Jungkook's cock, still under his grip in case he came. It twitched at the change
from his warm mouth to the cold air, and Jungkook whined, wiggling his hips.

“Please don't leave me like this please please . Let me cum, let me cum”, he begged, so
obedient, so pliant .

Taehyung cooed at him. "Aww, poor baby wants to cum?", And Jungkook inmediately started
nodding desperately, hands hitching to touch himself. "Sorry Koo, you have to wait a little
more."

He heard a whimper but ignored it with a smile while he cupped his breasts. He sighed,
massaging them a little and hoping it wouldn’t hurt.

Only a milf could have these fat, milky tits, after all. And he’ll for sure use them to his
advantage.

Jungkook panted, his heartbeat calming down and his cock twitching, but then his heart
accelerated again when he saw what happened.

Taehyung had gotten up to get something quickly, and then placed a pillow on his knees,
kneeling again, being at the perfect height for what he wanted. He lifted his boobs and leaned
over, resting them on Jungkook’s thighs, hard cock between the two big mounds.

"Did any of them have boobs this big, baby?" He purred.

The sound of a bottle opening was heard. He yelped at the feeling of a cold liquid fall on his
cock. It jumped. "Have you ever had a titfuck?"

Jungkook’s mouth fell open.

"Fuck, I'm gonna die," he whispered.

And Taehyung had laughed at this —but Jungkook was serious . How was he gonna survive
that if his cock was already leaking at the soft feeling of those plump tits around it.

"M-Mommy, I-I won’t last," he confessed with his cheeks flushing. Taehyung smirked.

"I'll make sure to be gentle, Koo."

He did. But it still didn't make it easier for Jungkook.

He was constantly in the edge of cumming, feeling so sensitive everywhere. His ears were
filled with loud wet sounds from the excessive lube bathing his cock and his mommy’s tits.
They were shining, and Jungkook’s mouth watered; wanted so bad to have them in his
mouth.

“A-Ah, wait, wait–” He pleaded, body jerking forward, trying to stop his hips from grinding.
Taehyung had his breasts squeezed tight, rubbing them, flesh hugging his dick, and his
tongue gave slow licks at his cockhead, sucking every now and then.
At the plea he stopped momentarily until Jungkook stabilized again, but then he continued,
this time dragging his giant breasts up and down. Jungkook was hypnotized at the sight of his
cock disappearing with just raising them a few inches, and moaned at the pleasure he
received.

Taehyung was leaning on his calves, and he took advantage of this to rub his pussy against
his heel, feeling it getting wet as he humping it, while he continued pleasuring Jungkook. His
fat cock made it impossible not to be horny.

He needed more, though, so he took his breasts and arranged them in a way that his nipples
were now in contact with Jungkook's cock. But his arms were getting tired, and he looked at
his son, who was staring at his tits dumbfounded. “Koo, mommy is getting tired. Wanna fuck
my tits, baby?"

Jungkook nodded enthusiastically, like a puppy. "Yes, yes".

"Then do it, baby”.

The younger didn’t wait any longer and his hips began to move as Taehyung held and
squeezed his boobs, moaning when he felt the cock thrust and stimulate his puffy nipples
continuously. Jungkook moaned breathlessly, hands resting on the couch so he could lift his
hips freely. His movements were erratic, like a dumb pup trying to fuck in his rut. But they
both felt in heaven. Taehyung hummed lowly, circling his hips against his foot, stimulating
his already sensitive clit.

"M-Mommy, ah, love 'ur boobies. So b-big, so plump 'n soft. Feel s’good around m-my cock
”, he mumbled desperately, eyes closing, lost in pleasure.

Taehyung moaned softly, heat rising in his cunt at the words. "Yes, baby? You like 'em?"

"So much," he nodded, looking down and meeting his eyes. “A-Always want to suck on
them, they are so so big. And you're such a tease,” he whined, “putting those thin-fabric
dresses. I could, mmm, feel and w-watch your tits almost as if you were n-naked, fuck”.
Taehyung let out a little gasp, grinding his pussy faster. So Jungkook already wanted him
before? Shit , it wasn't supposed to turn him on that much.

But it did. "Yeah? And what did you want to do with them, Koo?"

Jungkook groaned. “Play with t-them, bite and suck those puffy nipples. Wanted to lick your
tits, fuck them- mmmh… Just rip your dress and watch them bounce and– o-oh — grope them
as they are m-meant to”.

Taehyung moaned, rutting desperately. "G-Gonna come".

"Oh fuck, mommy," Jungkook cried.

One, two, three more thrusts against his sensitive nipples, and Taehyung was coming.

But oh, he wasn't squirting.

He moaned surprised, feeling a liquid come out of his nipples, the sensation pleasant and
relieving.

His milk .

Jungkook felt that warm liquid splash on his cock, and his mommy crying while pressing his
tits, milk coming out in thin threads everywhere— and poor Kookie just exploded , finally
reaching his orgasm with a pitiful moan, his body trashing.

Taehyung felt ropes of cum fall on his face and he closed his eyes in time, a little bit falling
on his eyelid. Some more fell between his breasts. He milked his son’s cock, dragging and
pressing his tits up and down with Jungkook’s hips jumping and him gasping, until the last
drop came out of the slit. He leaned to clean it with his mouth, Jungkook whimpering at this,
his spent cock pulsating.

"You did so good, Koo," he whispered, his tits leaving the softening cock carefully. Jungkook
was panting, head thrown back, and he didn't even seem to have heard him.

But when Taehyung got up with a smile to get a towel and clean them, the younger spoke in a
weak, thin voice. "T-Thank you, mum. Luv’ you…"

He smiled. Such a good boy.

"So they are bigger," Jungkook commented as he shamelessly watched his mom undressing.

Taehyung blinked, staring at Jungkook for a few seconds and then following his gaze. "Oh,
yes..." He pouted, cupping his naked boobs. “And heavier. I'm producing a lot more milk for
some reason..."

Jungkook bit his lip in concern and looked up at him in the eye. "Doesn't it hurt?"

"It does," he sighed as he put on his pajamas, his boobs disappearing from his view, except
for the beginning of his breasts that the unbuttoned buttons of his dress revealed. His plump
nipples bulged under the fabric.

"But I was searching for breast pumps," he said while stroking his tummy for a few seconds,
looking fondly at the slightly noticeable bump. “I don’t really like them, to be honest. But it’s
really uncomfortable having these so full. My back is starting to hurt… And using a bra isn’t
an option for me. The strips hurt a lot, they leave marks on my skin”.
Jungkook nodded, listening carefully. Taehyung continued, sitting on the bed and opening
one of the drawers on his nightstand, taking out a cream. "You know, I tried to drink my own
milk."

He said it with a laugh, but Jungkook felt aroused imagining it. But he didn't let his thoughts
go any further; his mommy was already tired. "Yeah? And what happened?”.

"It hurt." He closed his eyes as he applied the cream to his face, massaging his skin.

"Hmm? I don’t think you’d have a problem reaching your own nipples ”. Jungkook pointed
out and Taehyung laughed shyly. The younger smiled fondly at his boxy smile. “Technically I
don’t, but the position, having to stretch them… is kinda painful. They are more sensitive”.

He heard Jungkook hum and turned around, finding his son leaning on his crossed arms,
lying on his stomach and looking up at him with sweet doe eyes.

“C’mere, I'll put you this too,” he murmured, and Jungkook obeyed, sitting up on his heels
near his mommy.

The boy closed his eyes when he felt the cold cream and his mommy’s fingers tracing his
skin. He was about to talk, but Taehyung did.

"So... Was I good?"

He opened his eyes and frowned as he found Taehyung's vulnerable, avoiding his gaze and
concentrating on applying the cream on his cheeks.

"What?"

“Today, about… what we did. Was I better than…? No, forget it,” he finished with a sigh,
shaking his head and scooping more cream.
"You weren’t.”

A soft whimper was heard. Taehyung lowered his head even more, not having expected such
a harsh response. It hurt.

"O-Oh," he didn't know what to say. His fingers had stopped moving.

But Jungkook's hand on his chin made him lift his head. Then, it rested on his cheek, and
caressed his skin. His eyes shined with fondness. “You weren’t better than anyone, because
there isn’t anyone else”. He smiled.

Taehyung slightly tilted his head. "What?"

"How could you not notice, mommy?" He moved closer to his lips. “It has always been you.
Only you. My heart hasn’t had no one else, ever”.

Taehyung processed his words, but then another pout formed on his pretty lips. "Are you
telling the truth, Jungkook?"

"Find the answer in my eyes," he muttered.

Taehyung got lost in them.

It was scary. How easy it was to get lost in his gaze, like it was getting lost in his touch. Their
skins just collided, and the line was crossed. Now, here they are.

Would there be a limit in their relationship? What about his moral— did he even have one in
the first place?
Yest, it was wrong, he knew it rationally. But it didn't feel like that.

And going back to Jungkook's eyes, he found his answer to everything.

While those eyes were looking back at him, nothing else mattered.

He smiled, and the glint in his own eyes matched Jungkook’s.

However... "But why didn't you tell me before, huh?"

Jungkook chuckled nervously. “Well, maybe it was a little fun watching you jealous, mum.
And it was hot too. Wanting to impress me, hmm?" He smirked.

Taehyung whined, cheeks turning red, and he shoved him playfully. "Shut up!"

Once his mommy finished putting the cream on his face —and him stealing a little peck on
the pout that remained on his lips— Jungkook was contemplative, staring at the ceiling.

Taehyung, already laid down, watched him. "What happened, baby?"

“Your… Your pain in your chest,” he mumbled, turning his whole body towards his mom.

"Hmm?"

"I can help you like... Like that night" he offered hesitantly, and added quickly, “B-But
without what happened next. I mean– Uhm, I just want to help you. Really. It bothers me to
know that you are in pain. Maybe I can keep drinking your milk? "

Taehyung smiled, his heart filled with warmth. Like that time, he could see how sweet his
Kook was.

There was nothing to think about. "I'd love that."

His mom ended up slipping out of his dress to reveal his breasts, and Jungkook had closed his
eyes as he drank from one of them; no tongues, no erection, no sexual intentions. A sense of
calm intimacy invaded the room, between the soft sucks and his mommy’s sighs of relief,
feeling the pressure gradually disappear from his chest.

Now that his brain wasn’t overwhelmed by pleasure, Jungkook was able to really appreciate
and savor his mommy's milk, humming at the sweetness. No drop escaped when he was done
with that breast, and he moved to the other side of the bed to continue with the other boob,
placing a pillow under his face to be more comfortable.

And he was so relaxed, he ended up falling asleep. Taehyung got the biggest smile on his face
when he tenderly watched his son sucking softly even in his sleep.

He was, indeed, his baby, no matter how many years —or things between them— have
passed.

Now that their relationship had completely changed —crossing almost all of the invisible
lines they shouldn’t as a mother and son— Taehyung felt lonelier than usual when Jungkook
had to go to college.

He tried to distract himself, so as not to feel his absence on his skin. The kisses he always left
on his face, mouth, neck —and in other parts of his body, the warmth of his body and his big
arms hugging him when he was watching a movie on the couch…
But sometimes, when there was nothing interesting to watch or do, his thoughts started
wandering… sometimes ending with a building pressure between his legs. Images of what
happened a few days ago came back to his mind and they left his cunt all wet and begging for
a cock to fill his hole. Masturbating didn’t feel enough anymore; Jungkook’s tongue claimed
his body even with his absence.

So he decided to take out his only dildo that he hadn't used for a long time. He didn't want to
come —he preferred to wait for Jungkook, and maybe beg for his cock to finally fuck his
pussy— but he just couldn't bear the feeling of emptiness, of his needy cunnie clenching
around nothing.

So he lubed his 7.5-inch dildo —not even enough to fantasize about his son’s cock, which
was at the very least 8 inches— and didn't wait any longer to sit on it. Plump pussy lips
opening and eating it up to the base.

"Hmmm, yes ," he moaned in relief, and jiggled his hips a little, feeling it stimulating his
insides. Then, he pulled his panties back on, adjusting them so that the toy stayed buried
inside him.

He walked happily to the kitchen, the fake cock moving and rubbing his walls with every
step, and started cooking with his legs slightly apart. His baby would be here in two hours.

When he heard the door open, Taehyung was taking the cookies out of the oven.

He smiled. Koo was here!

And it didn’t take more than a few seconds until he felt a large body against his back, hands
on his waist and a warm breath on his neck. "Mommy," he greeted, and placed a kiss on the
junction between his neck and shoulder.
Taehyung shuddered. "Hi baby. Everything good with your classes? "

The younger just hummed and snuggled closer to him. "Cookies?" He asked, and his mom
nodded. "Yep! Wanted some sugar. Just need to decorate them”.

"Seems like this little one will have a sweet tooth, hmm?" He murmured, his hands coming
down to rest on his tummy, thumbs tracing the skin under his clothes. Taehyung giggled,
feeling small at the size difference and Jungkook's deep voice. "Mayybe".

They were silent for a few moments, Taehyung grabbing the pastry bag to decorate the
cookies, and Jungkook peeked. But then he noticed something.

The older gasped as he felt his nipples being stimulated, Jungkook's palms brushing over his
dress, cupping his tits. "Why are they hard, hmm?"

He squeezed his legs, suppressing a moan as he felt the dildo sink further in his pussy,
quickly separating them again. "M-Must be cold..."

"Yeah. In summer”, he answered ironically.

But then he lowered his voice, whispering behind his ear, “Tell me the truth, mommy. Is your
pretty cunnie missing me?"

He bit his lower lip, trying to spread the icing onto one of the cookies with now clumsy
hands. "M-Maybe..."

He heard his son's dark laugh, and then gasped as he felt hands squeezing his ass, kneading
the fleshy cheeks. "J-Jungkookie".
“Keep making the cookies, mommy. I'll do all the work".

Some noise was heard, and then Taehyung felt something hard hit his asscheek. Before he
could react, Jungkook was already with a hand on his hard cock, guiding it his between his
legs, right under his underwear, where there was…

"W-Wait!"

But Jungkook had already felt it.

His voice came out slowly. "What is this, mom?"

Taehyung whimpered as he felt the younger’s hand touch his underwear, palming the bottom
of the dildo. "Noo..."

The boy kept palming, until he understood the situation.

He growled. "Fuck. So you already started. What? So fucking desperate to have a cock
inside? "

His cheeks flushed —perhaps because it was the truth. He tried to deny it anyway, "No, it
wasn't-"

"Shut up," he warned, emphasizing his words by slapping his clothed cunny hard, making the
cock sink deeper. "A-Ahn!", his mommy squirmed.

Jungkook buffed. "Tsk. You wanna be a slut, mommy? Okay,” his voice harsh, notably
annoyed at finding his pussy with a cock that wasn't his (yes, it was fake, but still. The only
one that could stuff his hole should be him ). "Keep that plastic dick in your cunt and let's see
if it can please you like my cock would," he spat sarcastically.
Taehyung’s eyes widened and he tried to turn over, but the strong grip on his hips restrained
him.

He felt his son's hard member settle in the middle of his slightly separated thighs, starting to
move. "Oh..." His cock was pushing the bottom of the dildo with each thrust, making it move
inside Taehyung, rubbing his walls.

Jungkook continued with his supplies harshly, increasing the intensity as he released grunts.
The feeling of his dick squished between those fat thighs was different and so good , but it
was the sight that made him groan. His mom’s plump asscheeks bouncing against his pelvis
and making a slapping sound each time, his cock disappearing into the honey skin and feeling
the fabric of his mommy’s panties brush against his dick.

He didn't even have a problem sliding between his legs; his mom’s cunt was leaking, slick
sliding all over his crotch and his inner thighs, bathing his skin, serving as a lubricant. Fuck,
that pussy had for sure been spilling its juices all that time on the fake cock, and surely
Taehyung had been enjoying like a whore. He imagined his mom cooking while humping the
table, grinding his clit with the piece of furniture, and using his hand to fuck himself with that
piece of plastic, going in and out while moaning like a slut . How deep was it? How big was
it? Was it reaching his womb? Was it stretching his cunnie more than his cock would?

"Don’t stop making the cookies," he said harshly. Taehyung nodded but kept moaning, his
body shaking slightly at each slam against him.

His pussy was clenching on the dildo and he wanted to touch his clit so bad , but tried to
make at least one cookie okay. All in vain, as he couldn’t focus on anything but the cock
moving inside, stimulating his walls, and Jungkook’s dick hard and hot against his skin,
feeling it rubbing his skin again and again.

“P-Please, want your cock,” he begged, going crazy with the thought of having that fat
member ramming inside of him instead of fucking his thighs. "Fuck my pussy, please Koo..."

"If only your cunt hadn’t been so greedy, I would have", he replied, cursing when Taehyung
squeezed his legs at his words, almost suffocating his cock.
But his mommy didn’t know how much Jungkook was holding back. How he was dying to
snatch that piece of plastic from his pussy and replace it with his cock in one slam. His
movements became more frantic as he imagined fucking his mommy hard as he made the
cookies and released those sexy moans at the feeling of his dick ramming his pussy over and
over again in a way the dildo couldn't. Get completely out of his sopping pussy and slam
back inside, feeling his juices soak his cock.

Taehyung’s boobs bounced at the force and he mewled, resting his hands on the table as his
knees weakened when he felt Jungkook's hands grope his tits and pinch his erect nipples,
pulling them until they were swollen and sensitive.

He felt the young man's tongue in his ear, little sucks and sloppy kisses making him giddy.
He melted when Jungkook moaned right there, letting him know how damn good his cock
was feeling.

The boy saw his mommy visibly affected, and drew back a little to put his hand in his crotch,
pushing the panties aside and grabbing the base of the dildo.

Taehyung’s body almost slumped forward, a broken cry leaving his lips as Jungkook started
ramming the cock in and out of his cunnie in the fastest way possible, his arm muscles
tensing. Little " ah, ah, ah " escaped Taehyung’s lips with each thrust, his pussy being
pistoned mercilessly, his body starting to trash desperately at the intense mountain of pleasure
that was coming to him suddenly, trying to close his legs. But Jungkook was faster, putting
his legs between them, forcing them to stay open. He pleaded with an impossibly high voice,
"A-Ah, n-noononoooo, gonna come, gonna come!".

In the last second, Jungkook took off the dildo and quickly placed his erection under the
spasmodic pussy; just in time to feel the explosion of fluids coating his cock.

Taehyung let out a loud moan and snapped his legs shut, hips shaking and his body falling
backwards, Jungkook holding him as his orgasm passed, listening to his mom gasp and
breathe heavily.
He only waited a few seconds, though, because his cock was throbbing against Taehyung's
pussy, feeling his slick coating it and his abused folds against his cockhead.

He adjusted the panties so that his cock was between the fabric and his fat lips. Then he
started thrusting, squelching sounds and his groans feeling the room. Taehyung's body
trembled, releasing a pitiful moan when he felt his clit being brushed by the swollen tip.

"Will cum on you pussy, mom", he panted, the constant friction of the fabric against his
cockhead and the wet feeling of the folds hugging the length of his cock taking him to the
edge quickly.

Taehyung could barely answer, moaning breathlessly, "Yes, yes , cum in your mommy’s
pussy, Koo."

Jungkook moaned at the plea and soon felt his orgasm taking over him, grabbing his
mommy's face to kiss him messily, drool dripping from their mouths, as his cock pulsed with
each glob of cum. His hand grabbed his member so that the tip was pressing against his pussy
lips, coating them in his cum, and smearing it with his cock, going up to his fat clit, bathing it
in white with the last spurt.

Taehyung moaned at the sensation, his heavy breathing mingling with Jungkook's, both still
hugging each other, sweat coating their bodies. Taehyung's short dress sticked to his body
like a second skin, the fabric practically see-through. The dildo laid on the floor, shiny with
Taehyung's juices on it.

"Hey, you okay?" Jungkook mumbled slightly worried when his mommy fell back on him
again.

"Yes... Just tired..." he mumbled, closing his eyes and bringing his hands to the strong arms
that held him, giving a weak squeeze. Jungkook smiled.

"Let's take a shower and then I'll take you to bed, okay?" he said softly, kissing his temple,
feeling the slight taste of his sweat.
"M’kay..."

The older just let his son carry him, and soon he found himself under the shower and feeling
Jungkook's hands all over his body, washing his skin. When was cleaning his pussy, he
caressed his abused lips with special care. And as he saw how the water washed away his
cum, he promised: “I’ll make sure your cunnie always has my cum coating it, beautiful”.

Taehyung understood that Jungkook was a man of his word.

And frankly, it was driving him crazy.

It had been a week since that promise was made, and there wasn't a single day when
Jungkook hadn't taken it upon himself to cum on his poor pussy.

And he wouldn’t really mind if his son fucked him every day. The real problem was that
Jungkook did everything but shove his cock in his pussy.

Sometimes he was cooking and Jungkook would grab him, flip him and start grinding his
cock against his cunt, making sure he teased his clit enough times for Taehyung to be all
sensitive and weak. He’d push his cockhead in the slightest, only to spill his cum between his
folds. And then he’d put his panties back in their place, and his thick semen would be
constantly spreading in his pussy lips, making it all gooey and sticky, leaving his mommy
with his clit throbbing, begging to come.

Sometimes he'd have his mom seated on him and his cock buried between his plump
asscheeks. Grabbing him by the waist, he'd make Taehyung grind on his erection, pussy
naked and smearing his slick on his length. Taehyung would whimper, feeling his hole
clenching, waiting for that fat cock to enter him.
It didn't happen, and then he was left alone, fingering himself and pushing his son's cum
inside of his neglected pussy, opening his hole and trying to make the white substance be as
deep as it could inside of him. All of this while moaning desperately, a cushion muffling his
words; begging for Jungkook to fuck him, to cum inside of him, to put another baby in him.

He felt as if he was being brainwashed, because those were the words Jungkook repeated
when Taehyung was sleeping and would suddenly wake up, feeling a body on top of him and
listen to breathless whispers, talking between moans about wanting to fill him to the brim
with his cum and impregnate him.

Sometimes Taehyung would doze off and just moan softly, feeling waves of pleasure from
something hard rubbing his pussy, and then feel the familiar warmth of Jungkook's semen
coating his clit and labia. Sometimes he didn’t wake up, and the only trace of what his son
had done with his unconscious body were the stains of dried semen on his underwear.

But Jungkook wasn't too cruel —or maybe he couldn't leave his mommy's cunnie unattended,
even if he wanted to. Well, he actually didn’t have a problem admitting how much he loved
his pussy, especially when he was intoxicated by it, with his tongue buried between those wet
folds, whimpering with his eyes closed, ‘ fuck mommy, love ‘ur pussy soso much, wanna eat
it all day, mmm… ’

It was almost worrying how much he loved having his mommy's pussy in his mouth —
sometimes he’d give just small licks, lapping lazily, hardly stimulating his mommy’s clit, just
because he didn't want him to come. He wanted to eat his pussy for hours —but at some point
it’d end up being painful for Taehyung, so he'd speed up. He already knew where to suck,
where to lick, where to thrust his fingers, to make his mommy orgasm.

But as delicious as his long tongue and mouth felt on his pussy, they weren't his cock. And a
dildo was no longer enough when he needed something to fill him up and cream his pussy.

And that's why Taehyung was happy today, because the order he made a couple of days ago
had arrived —-he would’ve asked for it long, long before if he just knew of its existence.

He opened the box and found the dildo –8 inches, thick, and with a tube that connected it to a
syringe.
Jungkook's classes ended in two hours. He had plenty of time.

"Oh god, I can't believe I'm gonna do this," he mumbled as he opened bottle of yogurt he
would use.

As he poured the thick drink into the syringe, he felt dirty. Even so, a warmth began to rise in
the mound between his legs. He applied a considerable amount, and bit his lip thinking about
having all of that inside him. He’ll feel so full.

He spread his legs; luckily, his stomach wasn’t yet large enough to significantly obstruct his
movements.

He closed his eyes, and his fingers began to outline his labia, teasingly. Then he started
rubbing them through his folds, flicking his clit occasionally, small waves of electricity
running through him. He was trying to copy Jungkook's movements, imagining that it was his
tongue down there.

Picking up the glob of slick that left his pussy at the thought of his son, he spread it all over
his pussy. It wasn't enough, and he brought his fingers to his mouth to coat them with his
saliva. Then he started fingering his pussy, wet sounds emerging and making him aroused,
letting out little moans as his other hand teased his clit with small slaps against it.

Once he felt his cunt twitch with need, he reached for the new dildo. He bathed it with a thin
layer of lubricant, placing a little on his pussy; his hips jolted when he felt the cold liquid fall
right on his swollen clit, pleasure running through him at the temperature.

With the fake cock in his hand, he tried to imagine what his Jungkookie would do. He
slapped his cunny with the toy one, two, three times, slamming his folds and his clit, a wet
sound following each slap. " Oh , please...".

Jungkook would do that, because he was whipped but he was also such a tease when he
wanted to. He was being just like that these days, moaning about fucking him and not doing
it at all; making his pussy throb with need of his cock inside, making his mommy crumble
and desperately beg for him.

A torture that Taehyung was unwilling to put himself through. So he didn’t wait more than a
few seconds, moving the dildo against his pussy and pressing slightly, rubbing the cockhead
on his hole, to insert it completely with a thrust.

"A-Ah, yes… Jungkookie, so big…", he moaned, throwing his head back, his inner walls
tightening around the toy.

He started to fuck himself, pumping the dildo in and out of his cunt, closing his eyes,
thinking about Jungkook fucking him, making him his. Oh, he would surely know how to
satisfy him, his cock would mold his pussy perfectly.

Beads of sweat decorated his honey skin as he began to rub his clit in circles, spreading his
legs further, pushing the dildo as far as he could. He wiggled it there, feeling how the tip
stimulated his walls. "Nnnn, so deep!"

Feeling close, he took the syringe and pushed a little, hesitant, until he gasped at the feeling
of the cool liquid start to come out inside of him. He whimpered. "Fuck, f-feels so good,
yeees..."

With his other hand he began to rub his clit and push the cock, as he continued filling his
pussy. Inch by inch, he pressed the syringe: his eyes closed on their own, his hips rolling at
the sensation of the yogurt coming out of the cock and slowly filling his insides.

He felt the coolness deeper and deeper inside, until he felt the thick substance reach its limit.
"O-Oh..." he moaned, feeling bloated, the liquid starting to overflow and spill out of his
pussy.

He felt a pressure grow more and more in his pussy at feeling of being so full , and he
mewled as he fantasized he was full of Jungkook's semen, after being used by him so many
times. He started moving the toy inside him and the yogurt leaked more, loud squelches
making him tremble. He felt the thick liquid slide down his skin, staining the sheets, making
everything gooey and messy. The yogurt that was kept inside just sloshed slightly, the cock
pushing the liquid when it moved.

The thrusts were slow; Taehyung focused on the new sensations inside him, intoxicated. And
he was so lost in his pleasure that he didn't register Jungkook's voice calling him, nor the
sound of the door opening.

He didn’t even notice the boy who was frozen at the door, looking at him with wide eyes and
his jaw dropped.

Jungkook didn't make a sound since he entered the room, stunned. He would have never
imagined being welcomed with the sight of his mom having his pussy pumped full by a fake
cock, watching his tummy growing bigger and the white substance starting to leak, so
fucking full.

The spell he was in was broken by Taehyung’s pleads while he circled his hips, more globs
gushing out.

"Y-Yes yes yes Koo, fill me up with your cum, put another baby in m-me, oh please fuck me,
fuck your cum inside, yes..."

Everyone had a limit.

This was Jungkook's.

Taehyung let out a shout as he suddenly felt his body being slammed against the bed, falling
on the softness of the pillows. His eyes widened impossibly big when he saw Jungkook, his
face inches from his, staring intensely at him with dark eyes.
"J-Jungkook?" he said, breathless. "What are you doing h-"

"Your cunt in my mouth," he cut him off, tone dry. "Now.”

Taehyung yelped as he was manhandled, dildo still inside of him, tummy bloated and yogurt
leaking out a little more as Jungkook carried his body until his mom was on his knees and he
was underneath them. From his angle he could see his pussy on top of his face like so many
times before —the sight so familiar, except for the dildo buried inside and white liquid
leaking from there. But now they were both looking at the same direction, so he could also
see his big tits from below, watching some beads of sweat slide off them, making his cock
throb, wanting to lick them.

A drop of the white liquid fell onto his face and he was quick to catch it with his tongue,
groaning after. "Yogurt? Fuck, mommy. Were you that desperate you had to stuff your pussy
with food?"

Taehyung turned red but muttered with a pout. "Well, what should I do if someone keeps
talking about creaming my cunnie but won't even fuck me.”

He bit his lip, cock twitching, so ready to do it right now and shut him up.

But first, he’d have his meal.

With two of his fingers he pushed the dildo slowly, listening to the loud squelch with every
movement. Taehyung whined softly.

With one of his hands he guided his mommy's hips, bringing his pussy closer to his mouth.
He opened his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue to catch all the liquid that would come
out, and swiftly pulled out the dildo.

Taehyung moaned loudly and then felt his pussy clench at the sight below him; the yogurt
leaking from his cunt and falling directly into Jungkook's mouth. The white liquid slid down
his mouth and the young man could feel the sweetness on his tongue.

Taehyung closed his eyes at the feeling of the liquid flowing from his insides. Then he
obediently pushed his hips down when he felt Jungkook's hand squeezing them, until his
pussy lips touched his mouth. "Mmm, K-Kookie..."

Jungkook lapped at his pussy with long licks, and then pushed out all the yogurt in his mouth,
the thick liquid spilling out as he ate his folds, making everything sloppy and messy.

“Fuck, so sweet,” he mumbled against his pussy. He started sucking his clit, making
Taehyung’s walls spasm. A globe of yogurt that was still inside fell, Jungkook humming
while drinking it. He ran his tongue through the hole, wiggling it, searching for more.

Taehyung just whined, feeling how wet his pussy was, one of his hands resting on the bed
and the other with Jungkook's hair between his fingers, pulling when the pleasure was very
intense, making Jungkook’s toes curl, releasing breathy moans.

The white liquid was running down his chin, but Jungkook knew there was more. So he
settled his hands on his mommy's lower abdomen, being careful of the bulge, and he pressed
slightly, then massaging the area.

The boy smiled victoriously as he saw a few more globs of yogurt coming out of his pussy,
catching them and starting to suck his pussy fervently to get everything out of the hole. He
heard his mom mewl and his hips twitch, trashing on his grip, but one hand on his hip kept
him in place, while his other hand kept applying light pressure and rubbing circles on his
abdomen to remove the liquid that was left inside him. Taehyung closed his eyes, feeling the
remains slide down his inner walls, clenching and unclenching his hole to help the last drops
come out.

And soon the yogurt was almost gone; now there was a liquid more sticky and transparent.
Jungkook, however, didn’t stop. His erection was painful by now, and his desperation was
shown in the way his mouth moved and slurped his mommy’s slick, his nose pressed against
his clit, Taehyung humping it with small movements, moaning. But he didn't want to come
like that.
"Will you fuck me n-now, Koo?", his voice was painted with lust. "Fill my needy pussy with
your cock, baby?"

Jungkook closed his eyes, his tongue movements becoming clumsy as he lost himself in his
mommy's lewd words. His hips started to hump the air desperately, cock slapping and
rubbing against his abs, leaking. He was hot mess; with his mom's juices running down his
sharp jaw, his black hair disheveled, his muscular body being encaged by the soft, curvy one
of Taehyung. The boy was at his total mercy.

Taehyung jiggled his hips; then, he heard a broken whine and a some mumbles muffled by
his pussy, the hands on his hips shaking. Oh , Koo was gone. He lifted his hips, hearing
Jungkook gasp and then his broken voice, begging.

"Please, please. Need your pussy soso bad, n-need to fuck you, my cock hurts so much” he
cried. “Pleaseplease let me fuck you, I’ll be good,”. The poor boy pleaded while rutting
against nothing, looking up at him with big, teary eyes .

"Please, mommy?"

And Taehyung could never say no to him.

So he got up, legs trembling and pussy twitching in anticipation, his heart pounding strongly
in his chest.

Jungkook watched him dumbfounded, until he reacted at the sight of his mommy with his
legs spread, his arms lifting them. He almost moaned as he saw his hands spreading his pussy
lips, clit exposed and throbbing, his folds sopping.

“Fuck me, Koo, fuck your mommy,” Taehyung whimpered softly, gaze clouding with lust,
feeling himself getting lost, too. God , his pussy will finally have his cock.
Jungkook cursed under his breath and his cock was so red, already pulsating so much,
twitching with just the sight in front of him.

He took off his pants and boxers with clumsy movements, his eyes not leaving his mommy
for a second; his fat pussy lips spread open, presenting his cunnie, his big tits in between his
arms, and his mommy with pleading eyes, waiting for him. So unreal.

He leaned closer, his cock leaking a glob of presemen. " Uhnn ," he let out a soft moan as he
felt the tip caress his pussy lips.

"Fill me, fill me already p-please..."

And Jungkook always wanted to please his mommy, so he did.

Taehyung cried at the feeling of Jungkook’s cock breaching his pussy, burying himself deeper
and deeper until he was completely nestled inside, his tights pressed against his ass. "Y-
Yes...!"

Jungkook’s body trembled; his mouth fell open and his eyes closed, rolling back. Fuck, fuck,
fuck , he was inside of his mommy, he could feel his pussy around his cock, his warm walls
hugging him and squeezing it, so, so tight. He dragged his cock slowly, being stimulated
everywhere.

" S-Shit ." He stilled. He had to calm down or he would– Oh -

Taehyung had moved his hips, whimpering, his inner walls clutching his cock even more and
he spread his legs further, making him go even deeper. Then, he felt it; his cockhead hitting
something inside that made him gasp at the wave of pleasure sent from his most sensitive
area. His cervix, Taehyung’s cervix.

"N-No," he moaned, gripping the sheets tightly. "No, no no I have to put it out," he said
desperately, breathless, his hips starting to move to get out of his mommy.
But then, "M-Mommy, no!" he yelped, feeling Taehyung's legs suddenly caging him and
squeezing his hips, keeping him from pulling out no matter how hard he was struggling,
moaning brokenly at the friction from all the movements. He whined in a high-pitched voice.
" Let me goooo ."

“No, don’t”, Taehyung whimpered, delirious from the big cock stretching his pussy, feeling it
so deep. He tightened his grip, making the cock bury and poke his deepest part again,
moaning. " Oh , Koo!"

Jungkook panted, his vision blurring, feeling his cock throb and throb, on the edge “I will
cum, I will cum”, he cried desperately, shutting his eyes tightly.

His mommy nodded desperately. " Yes yesyes do it Koo, need ur cummies in my pussy,
please "

Poor Kookie really tried to hold it back, but god , his mommy, his pussy.

He bit his lip, muffling a long whimper that he then couldn't hold back, moaning loudly as
pleasure invaded him. His cock pulsated, ropes of semen spilling out, pumping his seed into
his pussy. Cumming in his mommy.

Taehyung's eyes widened as he slowly realized what was happening. God, his baby couldn't
hold it in and came just like that, only having entered his pussy, not even thrusting.

"Oh, my sweet baby" he cooed, his pussy clenching around the pulsating cock, making the
younger whimper; warm cum was still filling him.

When the last spurt came out, Jungkook’s body gave up, being careful of Taehyung's tummy
as he rested on top his mommy. He buried his face between his tits, exhaling shakily. His
entire face and ears were red, whimpering softly, so embarrassed.
Taehyung whispered sweet words, telling him not to worry about what happened, but soon
Jungkook buckled his hips and a moan left his lips. "Ahn, w-what? Koo, are you still har- Oh
”.

The younger started grinding his hips in short, quick movements. Taehyung noticed, surprise
painting his face, that his dick was still rock hard, and moaned as he felt the cock rubbing his
walls, fucking his pussy erratically. Squelches were heard because of the cum inside starting
to leak, making a gooey mess where they were connected.

"Mmh, s-so tight," the boy moaned, his voice raspy. His cock throbbed in overstimulation,
and moved his head to catch a nipple on his lips, starting to suck and hum in pleasure.

"Yes, yes", Taehyung whimpered as he felt his breast being milked by his son's mouth, his
tongue playing with his nipple and his cock humping him, Jungkook's pubic hair brushing
against his clit. He moaned louder.

“Pussy… Pussy so good, mummy, feels so good”, Jungkook mumbled against the big mound,
and watching his mommy lost in pleasure, he got an idea.

He grabbed his big tits and squeezed them, pressing against each other, and he pushed them
up. Taehyung only whined at the sensation, not even a bit of pain as his pussy felt too good
being fucked.

"Suck your nipples."

His mommy obeyed without thinking, his hands cupping his breasts and leaning so that his
mouth could reach them, having both nipples in his mouth in a second. He moaned at the
sensation, and started sucking.

Jungkook cursed at the sight, feeling the pussy clenching on his cock, and started thrusting
hard. Taehyung moaned and his eyes widened; he felt a sweet taste on his tongue, threads of
milk coming out with each thrust.
Suddenly he felt the walls squeezing him and slick coating his cock, liquid splashing on his
abs. He moaned with his mommy, Taehyung’s nipples abandoned, milk coming out of them.
His mouth quickly caught both of them, Taehyung's hands still keeping them squeezed, and
he groaned as he felt the liquid shoot down his throat.

His tongue began to play and flick between them, lapping at the hard buds and kissing them,
a few drops of milk leaking out and running over the big mounds. Taehyung saw all of this
and his clit throbbed, a second orgasm approaching.

"K-Keep going, Jungkook, harder," he begged. The boy’s hand went down and pinched his
swollen clit, making his hips jolt, "A-Ah!"

"Wanna keep coming, mommy?" Jungkook said, breathing heavy. He grabbed his legs, lifting
them up, and began pistoning inside with brutal force, staring at his mom. His face was
outlined with pleasure, tongue sticking out and mumbling incoherently.

“F-Fuck”, he groaned when he felt his pussy spasming against his cock again. This time he
didn’t squirt, but he still felt a tight squeeze on his dick, making it impossible for him to
move for some seconds, just moaning and watching his mom crumble.

But once he was able to move, he kept thrusting without mercy, pinching the abused clit.
Taehyung screamed, his hips convulsing.

"N-No! T-Too much! O-Oh fuck- Sto- Stop, please please ”, he begged between moans, his
shaking hands trying to stop Jungkook's, torturing his clit. Jungkook pinched the bud again
only to see his body reacting to it, while fucking his pussy hard and fast.

"S-Sorry mum," he said between thrusts, voice strained. "Can’t stop, can’t stop", he
mumbled, eyes closing in pleasure. He really couldn't; hips moved desperately on automatic,
as if he was his mommy’s personal fucking machine. “I-I don’t think I’ll be able to- mmmh -
stop fucking this p-pussy, shit ”, he moaned.
Taehyung just mewled and cried when he felt another wave of pleasure invading his body,
this time enormous. His cunt was spasming, so so sensitive, his pussy lips red from all the
slapping. Tears left his eyes as his body trashed. Too much, he was going insane, too much -

But when he was about to have another orgasm forced out of him, the sound of his phone
made him freeze.

Jungkook couldn’t care about it and was about to shut it off, but then he saw the name on the
screen. His body froze too.

His father.

“It’s my father”, he muttered.

"J-Just put the phone in silence, he’ll call l-later," Taehyung spoke, grinding desperately on
his cock, fucking himself. He wanted to come again.

But oh, Jungkook had better plans.

He began to thrust, cock dragging tortuously slow. "You’ll talk with him, m’kay mommy?",
he smiled sweetly, but his eyes had a glint of evil in them.

Taehyung couldn't even complain; Jungkook had already pressed the green button, putting it
on speaker.

They were both silent for a few tense seconds, until his father's voice filled the room.

"Taehyung?"
Jungkook smiled, his toes curling, starting to trust so, so slow. He closed his eyes. Fuck. He
was really fucking his mommy while his father was on the phone.

Taehyung looked at him with big eyes, paralyzed. Jungkook raised an eyebrow, making a
signal with his hand, telling him to talk.

"Y-Yes, dear!", his voice was hoarse; he cleared his throat quickly.

"Oh, are you sick?"

The younger smiled when he saw his mom too gone, eyes dazed, just lost in the cock
ramming slowly inside of him and the thumb that started circling his clit slowly.

He pinched it to wake him up. Taehyung almost let out a moan, but Jungkook was already
expecting it and put his hand on his mouth quickly, muffling the sound.

Answer him , he mouthed, and retreated his hand.

“Y-Yes– I mean no! No, everything is okay. I-I just woke up, tha– ”Jungkook made a strong
thrust, “– nhg , that's all”.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook with pleading eyes, pressing his lips tightly as not to let any
sound escape. Jungkook only smiled and continued, this time increasing the speed slightly.
The wet sounds were low, but just thinking about the possibility of being discovered made his
pussy clench. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he felt more sensitive, hyperalert of
every feeling, of how Jungkook moved inside him, of the sounds he let out.

"Oh that's okay. You should rest. Is Jungkook taking care of you?"

A glob of slick left his pussy, the squelching increasing. Taehyung wanted to moan, his pussy
tightened. Jungkook raised both eyebrows and lifted his face with a smile. He leaned close to
his ear and whispered, as low as possible. “What do you say, mom? Am I taking good care of
you, hmm?”.

He pushed his pelvis as much as he could, burying his cock until the throbbing cockhead
kissed his cervix. Taehyung bit his lip so hard, almost letting a moan slip.

"...Yes," he replied in a thin, breathless voice. "Yes, he's been s-so good to me".

The younger kissed his cheek. " M'glad ", he whispered. He started making short thrusts,
focusing on ramming against the deep spot.

"That’s good. He's always been so attached to you, though. Wouldn't expect less from him”.

Jungkook blushed at that, but when Taehyung giggled, he made a strong thrust, the laugh
turning into a moan.

"Uh? What was that?”

Jungkook started sucking silently one of his nipples and Taehyung’s eyes rolled back. It was
getting so difficult to keep silent, shit. He had to end the call.

"M-Mmm? Didn’t hear anything,” he said nervously. “Anyways, dear, I think Jungkook is…
calling, uhn ” Jungkook started rubbing his clit and nibbling on his nipple. "I-I’ll go, oh -
okay?"

His husband fell silent.

Taehyung’s heart felt like exploding —as well as his pleasure. His clit was being abused so
good, Jungkook circling it and putting the right pressure. His cock thrusting harder with each
second, his tits being milked by him. And his husband on the phone, while their son’s cock
was buried deep inside of him.
He was close, he was so close . Little sounds started escaping from his mouth, looking at
Jungkook with tears in his eyes, shaking his head. I can't. I can't.

“...Taehyung, really. Is everyth– ”

"He can't talk now" Jungkook suddenly spoke, his deep voice strained, hurried.

"Sorry, dad."

He ended the call.

Only the two of them would ever know the meaning behind those words.

As soon as the call ended, Jungkook began to piston inside of his mommy harshly, slapping
sounds loud. Taehyung moaned uncontrollably. "So close Koo please don't stop, fuck me
fuck me please", he begged.

Jungkook moaned. He couldn't stop. He was too intoxicated in the feeling of being inside of
him, addicted to his pussy, to everything about his mommy.

He leaned on the bed with his arms shaking, muscles tensing, and he buried his cock as deep
as possible, rubbing his cervix. "F-Feel it, mum?", He said breathless, eyes closing, feeling
his pussy squeeze him. “My cock will cum right there. I’ll pump you full of my semen every
fucking day, I promise”.

He squeezed his eyes while dragging his cock slightly, only to ram against the deepest part
again. Taehyung was just gone at this point, hips moving like crazy, his clit rubbing against
his pubic hair as both bodies were impossibly close.
“Your womb will always be full of my seed, yeah? And, fuck , when this little one is born I’ll
make sure to breed you and impregnate you. You’ll carry my baby, mommy”. He said,
delirious, Taehyung in the same state as he whimpered and nodded to everything.

Then his pussy’s grip was unbearable. Jungkook moaned brokenly, cum starting to leave his
throbbing cock.

"Come mommy, come on my cock, f-fuck ."

As if his body listened to him, Taehyung did. And Jungkook's hips started stuttering as he
released too, creaming his mommy’s pussy just like he always dreamed.

He whimpered though his orgasm, and Taehyung had started kissing him, but he was too out
of it. He just mumbled something against his lips; maybe about how good he was being bred,
maybe about how good his pussy was. He wasn’t conscious of his actions, as if he had been
the one fucked stupid.

Oh well, it was his mommy’s effect on him.

He thrusted a few times, fucking his cum back in his cunnie. He smiled lazily at the sound of
Taehyung whimpering against his lips, pussy overstimulated and clit still twitching.

He didn’t like the thought of his cum coming out of his pussy, and as he came back to his
senses, he reminded himself to buy a plug to start keeping his cum inside of his mom.

“Can I sleep inside of you, mommy?”, he mumbled, starting to fall sleep. He settled behind
Taehyung and spooned him, cock still buried in the abused cunnie.

He already knew the answer.

"Of course, my baby".

Chapter End Notes

i honestly don't know how i feel about this. while writing it i really loved it, but when i
read it again i didn't like it at all. i tried to fix it, but i didn't want to read it one more
time :') so i hope everything had cohesion...

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