Beautiful Mother-Son Adultery

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After reaching her climax, Fumi lazily rose from the bathroom floor, temporarily returning to reality. The bathroom was still filled with steam and heat from the hot water. After leaving the bathroom, Fumi put on new underwear and a new yukata. Shinji, still wearing his coat, lay on the sofa watching TV.
Fumi slowly sat down on the cushioned sofa opposite Shinji, leaning back in her chair, and sipped brandy, the sweet taste spreading through her body.
"Ugh!"
Fumi realized then how tired she was today, rubbing her neck and sighing. At that
moment, Shinji looked up: "Mother, you seem really tired today."
"Yes! It's probably because I'm getting old; I get tired easily."
"Then, then, shall I give you a massage?"
Shinji stood up and went around to the back of the sofa. Fumi was confused; last night she had only made a small mistake and didn't want Shinji to touch her body. But Shinji acted quickly. Before Fumi could refuse, he had already grabbed her shoulders and was massaging them vigorously.
Fumi winced in pain in her upper body. But the feeling of her muscles loosening spread throughout her body, making her feel incredibly comfortable, as if floating. The massage moved from her moist, full shoulders to her porcelain-white neck, then down to his slender arms. Even Fumi, who had initially been very concerned about Shinji's appearance, felt reassured by the comfort. She unconsciously closed her eyes and let Shinji massage her.
"Mother, how is it! Comfortable, isn't it?"
Shinji touched her rosy earlobe, his lips moving as he breathed passionately against her ear. A little further down, and her sensitive earlobe risked being kissed, making Fumi tremble.
"Yes, yes! It's very comfortable, so wonderful!"
Shinji smiled happily at Fumi, who was hiding her wavering feelings. Just like the way he fanned Fumi's reaction, Shinji breathed hot air onto Fumi's pink neck, where her hair was loose. The subtle contact of his warm breath touching and then leaving stirred Fumi's nerves.
"Is...is that so? It would feel even better if you massaged from the front."
Fumi held back, knowing that if she relaxed even slightly, she would let out a sweet moan. Her voice was so hot, and the wet echo made her feel ashamed, like a son fawning over his mother. As Shinji's fingers massaged her shoulders, arms, and then her neck, waves of heat surged from the depths of her body. The excitement that shook her reason to its core made Fumi feel deeply ashamed of her own body.
(What's going on? I just comforted myself...) But, at some point, she felt an unusual pain in her clitoris, her lower body burning hot. She wanted to be touched again, she longed for Shinji's fingers to penetrate deeper, and she wanted this wonderful massage to continue. But, if it continued, there might be uncontrollable consequences.
At that moment, as if seeing through Fumi's frustration, Shinji whispered something unsettling in Fumi's ear: "Dear Mother, lie down! I'll give you a good massage."
"Lie down? Absolutely not! If I don't stop him, I'll start acting strangely."
With a genuine sense of crisis, the words that came out of Fumi's mouth as she was about to stop Shinji were surprisingly unexpected.
"Yes, yes, thank you! Shinji."
It was too late when she realized the danger. Fumi desperately tried to find an excuse for herself: "Really! Shinji hasn't done anything strange since just now, he's only been massaging my tired mother. If I hesitate, perhaps Shinji will find it strange."
Even though she knew it was a lie to convince herself, Fumi still believed it. Pretending to be relaxed, she lay down on the carpet, her hands overlapping to support her chin, tightly tucking the corners of her yukata skirt together as if to prevent it from getting messed up.
Afterwards, behind Fumi, she heard Shinji's irregular breathing: "How does it feel, Mother?"
"It feels so good, please."
Fumi appeared to be enjoying herself, but deep down she felt incredibly uneasy. Underneath her yukata, she was only wearing underwear, completely defenseless, her back to her lustful son, being touched by him. Deep down, she hoped something lewd would happen.
When Shinji's hand secretly touched below her shoulder blades, Fumi involuntarily curled her nails inward.
"Ah! Ah!..." As the yukata draped over her back, Shinji's hand caressed her back, and even this simple movement sent waves of heat through her body, causing her flesh to tremble. She shouldn't allow Shinji to give her this massage; she only knew it hurt. This feeling of neither anticipation nor unease frustrated Fumi's Shinji.
As expected, Shinji gently stroked Fumi's back, then, as if trying to gauge her reaction, secretly slipped his hand under her breasts onto her side. An indescribable sensual numbness spread from the center of her body. Fumi's entire body stiffened as if electrocuted. Then, she traced her ribs, covered in soft fat, with her fingers, and a sweet, panting tremor arose involuntarily.
Fumi leaned back, bit her lip, and her body trembled slightly. Fumi didn't say a word, perhaps allowing Shinji's actions. Shinji then boldly stroked his mother's skin, his fingers occasionally deliberately moving from her sensitive waist to her surroundings. Fumi knew that things would become unmanageable if she didn't stop Shinji quickly, before things spiraled out of control.
However, Fumi only sighed, her body remaining motionless. Perhaps it was the effect of Shinji's fingers, but her entire body was immersed in a seductive intoxication, her lower body aching and powerless, while her breasts were extremely taut. The fleshy mounds at the center of her body resisted, spreading to the left and right, forming soft, swollen areas under her armpits. Playful fingers deliberately brushed against her breasts as if by accident, making Fumi panic. Shinji's fingers gently stroked the rounded slopes up and down, then found a gap and slipped into the soft, swollen area, pecking at the tip.
Her breasts felt as if engulfed in flames, her nipples erect. Fumi wanted to gasp, but she clenched her teeth to keep the sound from escaping.
"Shin... Shinji. That area doesn't need massaging, thank you!"
Fumi felt itchy all over, trying to stop the lewd game. But this didn't stimulate her son; instead, it had the opposite effect. Taking advantage of the unnatural twisting of her upper body and the gap between her and the carpet, Shinji's hand had already completely reached her chest.
"No, no... stop it..." It was no longer a massage. Shinji picked up Fumi, who had already gotten up and was trying to escape from her son, her soft mounds of flesh leaping out from under her yukata, taking on an obscene shape in Shinji's hands. Shinji triumphantly slipped his hand under the yukata's collar, grasping her full, luscious breasts in his grasp. He vigorously kneaded her sensitive nipples, and Shinji, seeing his mother's barely suppressed moans of pleasure, also groaned with delight.
"Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore!"
(What's wrong with just touching her breasts?)
The obscene sounds in her mind robbed Fumi of her reason. Her heart pounded, and she had completely surrendered her body to Shinji's pleasurable caresses.
(No, it still can't be!)
Shinji didn't promise to only touch her breasts; he absolutely couldn't touch any other parts of her body. Fumi, as if collapsing, desperately tried to regain her composure, determined to close her weakly open wrists tightly, only to trap Shinji's hand inside.
Even with her fingers trapped, her mischievous fingers twitched wildly, playing with her nipples.
"Please, Shinji. Listen to your mother, don't do such terrible things, child. Mother... Mother will hate you!"
Shinji stopped moving, pulling his mother away slightly from behind, his desperate persuasion finally succeeding. Fumi, now relieved, heard Shinji's childlike sobs, being scolded by his mother.
"I'm sorry, Mother, please don't hate me!"
This time, Shinji hugged the confused and uneasy Fumi from the front, holding her tightly so she could hardly breathe, doubting what she was hearing.
"I've always loved my mother. So, please, Mother, be my lover!"
It wasn't a declaration of love directed at his mother, but rather at his lover—a forbidden confession brimming with youthful passion. Fumi understood the meaning behind his words; it wasn't simply because he loved her as a mother, but rather a love that saw her as a woman. Fumi
's heart swayed completely. In the sincere gaze that revealed his love for his mother, she clearly saw the wicked lust of a boy infatuated with his mother's mature body.
"Too...too casual...because...we're mother and son!"
"I love you. The only person I can rely on and love is my mother!"
Fumi simply didn't know how to accept such a sincere attitude; she was utterly powerless to utter a word of refusal. Shinji's resolute declaration of love had no effect whatsoever; even so, Fumi tried her best to control the emotions that were about to surface.
“No, we’re mother and son!”
Still unable to accept that Shinji sees her as a lover, Fumi finally decides to tell Shinji about Yoshitsu. She believes it might hurt Shinji, but it’s the only way to prevent a twisted relationship between mother and son.
“Come, listen to me. I can’t be Shinji’s lover. Because I have a lover, and my mother is getting married soon.”
At this, Shinji’s chin suddenly droops, and he loosens his grip on Fumi. Even though she’s angry at being told his secret of remarriage, she will ultimately agree. Fumi, who believes him so readily, changes her expression drastically upon hearing Shinji’s next cry.
“Liar! He was just masturbating! If he were getting married, he shouldn’t be doing that!”
Fumi shouts, but her body freezes.
"You...you saw me...how could you do this...peeping at me while I was taking a bath..." All the sweet thoughts of so-called love she had just harbored vanished, replaced by a burning shame. The guilt of being caught in the act of masturbation prevented her from uttering anything more than a weak whisper.
"Because Mother went to take a bath and hasn't come out yet, I was very worried, so I..." Remembering her mother's lewd behavior, Shinji covered her mouth, her face flushed. Fumi's cheeks also flushed with embarrassment.
"But I didn't lie to you about the marriage, and besides, we're mother and son, so there can't be anything more between us. Please! Please understand what I mean."
"No! I love Mother, I absolutely want to hug Mother."
Shinji shook her head violently like a spoiled child, tears streaming down her face, her whole body trembling.
Seeing Shinji's tears, Fumi's feelings gradually changed. Since the child was making such a request, perhaps granting his request once wouldn't hurt. Surprisingly, although she was deeply aware of the grave nature of her actions, this was the only way to salvage the situation without harming anyone; there was no other way.
However, it was also a fact that Fumi couldn't resist Shinji's masculine allure. Last night, she hadn't refused Shinji's constant requests to fondle her breasts, allowing him to caress her entire body—what was going on? Fumi had reached out and lovingly touched Shinji's erect penis this morning. Even while masturbating just now, Shinji's face had appeared in her mind.
Perhaps if she just granted the child one act of sexual intercourse, it would help him understand that this kind of perverse relationship couldn't happen.
Just thinking about the very important action that was about to take made her heart pound. When Fumi sat down in front of Shinji again, she calmly took a deep breath: "Shinji, what you said earlier, is it true? Didn't you say you liked your mother?"
Shinji's face turned bright red.
“Listen to me, Xinsi.”
Fumei gently grasped her son’s hand. Xinsi didn’t want his mother to see his tear-streaked face, so he lowered his head and turned his face away. Fumei took another deep breath, telling herself to stay calm.
“I’m so glad to hear what you’re saying. Mother loves Xinsi so much, that’s true.”
“Then…” Xinsi looked up in surprise, his eyes filled with tears as he looked at his mother.
That expectant expression only made Fumei panic.
“The mother-son relationship between the two of you is an undeniable fact, for both Xinsi and Fumei. However, Mother has said that she has someone she’s going to marry. That has nothing to do with whether Mother likes Xinsi or that man. You must understand this.”
Xinsi’s once expectant mood suddenly turned into dejection. He realized that he had to be prepared for the pain.
So Xinsi held Fumei’s hands tightly: “I understand. You are my mother who gave birth to me. I can’t let you be troubled!”
He held back the tears welling up in his eyes and said in a man’s cheerful tone.
The incredibly endearing gesture made Fumi hug her son tightly: "Is that so! You understand completely now, I'm so happy."
Fumi then held Shinji's head against her full breasts. Shinji almost said this was the last time, his tear-streaked face pressed against her breasts, that lonely expression once again breaking Fumi's heart.
(But, how should this end?)
Fumi once again held Shinji tightly in her arms, as if pleading with her not to abandon him like a puppy, gently stroking his short hair, and said carefully: "But I think, if things continue as they are, Shinji will never forget his mother."
Shinji looked up with a doubtful expression: "Therefore, therefore, Mother..." Seeing Shinji's innocent eyes, her whole head spun, and her mouth twitched as if it didn't belong to her.
(No… I have to say it…) Fumi took a deep breath: “Therefore, I will only allow you once before I get married. Only tonight, I promise you, I will be your lover.”
Shinji sprang his face away from Fumi’s chest like a spring: “M-Mother.”
Seemingly not quite believing Fumi’s words, Shinji opened his eyes wide and stared into Fumi’s eyes.
Fumi nodded gently and held Shinji’s hand lightly. Shinji, trembling with excitement, gripped his mother’s hand tightly as if it were a phantom and he was afraid it would disappear.
"I have one request. You must agree with your mother to do this once, and you must be patient afterward. This is the only time. You must make a promise with Shinji that if Shinji ever makes physical advances towards Fumi again, I will immediately destroy her future family."
"I understand. If Mother can only be my lover once, then... I will be patient... I might often think of Mother... but..." "Thank you, Shinji, you finally understand my feelings."
Fumi finally felt relieved. As a mother, Fumi knew very well that once a promise was made, the honest Shinji would never break it. Fumi then stood up and gently stroked Shinji's cheeks with both hands. Then, slowly, she brought her lips closer, gazing into his eyes, and said affectionately, "One day in the future, you will have someone you truly love. But for now, let me be your lover." "
Mother..." Shinji's dry lips and Fumi's rose-red lips quietly overlapped. The thin lips, so delicate that even the slightest touch could be felt by the boy, slowly parted, leaving Fumi unsure of what to do. She had long believed that last night's kiss was Shinji's first, a mischievous thought fueling her desire to seduce the young boy.
Fumi quickly slipped her tongue between the lips, starting from the sensitive inside of his teeth, licking the inside of his mouth. Her tongue tasted a truly masculine flavor. Shinji gradually grasped the technique, forcefully sucking on Fumi's tongue, then intertwining it with his own.
"Mmm...mmm...in...mmm..." Shinji's breath came in ragged gasps, the sensation unbearable, filling her with tenderness. Fumi held her son's head, pressing her tongue even deeper. Shinji, equally delighted, greedily savored his mother's lips, while simultaneously reaching behind his back, their lips pressed tightly together, their soft lips intertwined, mingling with sticky saliva.
"Ah...ah...Shinji."
Even with Yoshitatsu, she had never experienced such an intense kiss, leaving Fumi feeling dizzy. A sensual fire ignited within her flesh, overwhelming her.
"Mother, am I dreaming? Can I really make love to you?"
"Ah...ah...Mother."
Still unable to believe what was about to happen, Shinji repeatedly pleaded with Fumi for confirmation.
(Stay calm! Because I, in my middle age, must guide Shinji.)
Fumi hesitated, but only tonight could she defy the gods and offer her body to the devil.
"Shinji, help me take off my clothes."
"Take...take off my clothes..." His voice trembled, sounding obscene even to himself, making Shinji exceptionally excited. Although he desperately wanted to unbutton his yukata, the intense trembling prevented him from even holding onto the buttons. Fumi carefully helped Shinji calm down, gently guiding his trembling hands to unbutton the buttons at his waist.
"Summon your courage, Shinji, don't you want your mother?"
Shinji slowly raised his head, and Fumi was surprised by the light in his eyes, which she had never seen before. It seemed to have some effect on Shinji. Although his hands were still trembling, they were definitely gripping the buttons tightly; perhaps Fumi's words had awakened Shinji's male pride!
Shinji's hands easily peeled off his only piece of clothing, like a fruit peel. In the next instant, Fumi barely managed to restrain the urge to cover herself, leaving her only in a bra and panties, standing before her son in a wanton manner.
"Mother, so beautiful! So gorgeous!"
Her son's excited voice filled her with a ticklish pride, yet also with immense shyness. She felt she shouldn't have worn those white cotton panties for sleeping; she should have worn something more provocative, like last night.
(Ah...ah...I am a wanton mother.)
“Thank you, Shinji, Mother, I’m so happy. Come on! Take off my bra this time, you know how, right?”
Fumi deliberately spoke in a clearly immoral tone, turning her back to Shinji at the same time. Shinji stood behind her, her hand gripping the back hook looking utterly useless, as if she wanted to shout for it to hurry up, which was incredibly frustrating.
“Ah…ah…hurry up and use all your strength to help me take off my bra.”
Fumi couldn’t hold back any longer.
Finally, there was a “snap” sound as the hook came loose. Turning around, she saw Shinji’s shy expression, wanting to see but not daring to look at Fumi’s exposed breasts. So Fumi took the half-cup bra and covered her exposed breasts. Shinji felt very disappointed that the long-awaited sight of Fumi’s breasts was about to be taken away.
“Mother…so cunning…so cunning!”
Fumi ignored him, and as if performing a striptease, slightly moved her half-cup bra aside, revealing the soft skin inside. Shinji’s bloodshot eyes were fixed on the soft skin, a surge of heat rising within him, his desire growing restless. Finally, the unbearable, lewd movements made Shinji unable to resist, and he reached out to remove the obtrusive half-cup covering her breasts. Fumi then turned her body, letting out a light, singing sound, her obvious movements making her seem like a wanton prostitute.
“What, I’m cunning? Mother seems to have done something bad. Ha…ha. Ha.”
“But, didn’t we agree to stay together? Please, let me see your breasts? Let me touch your breasts?”
Shinji focused intently on grabbing Fumi’s breasts, hugging her chest tightly with his arms, unable to suppress the twisting of his body.
“I love Mother’s breasts the most, I don’t need anything else.”
“Ah…ah…Shinji…” Her naked body, as white as porcelain tiles, seemed excited by Shinji’s direct words. The unusual act of exposing her naked body in front of her son caused her vulva to tremble, a surge of heat rising within her. Fumi, in a moment of impulse, quietly removed her hand from her chest, and her pure white bra silently fell to the ground. Her soft breasts, freed from their restraints, swayed heavily in front of her.
Seeing those clear, beautiful breasts, Shinji swallowed hard. The hard nipples at the tips of the breasts appeared even more rosy and erect, and Fumi revealed a wanton expression.
“Ah…ah…ah…ah…! Mother’s breasts…” The beautiful breasts of his mother, which he had longed for for so long, were finally presented before his eyes. Not knowing how to express this joy, Shinji could only repeatedly say, “Breasts…breasts…” As if to help him, Fumi gently whispered, “Come on! You can touch them.”
"Really...really?"
A look of disbelief crossed her face as Shinji tentatively opened her arms.
"Is that so! Let Shinji's hands confirm how wonderful Mother's breasts are."
With gestures like mending something damaged, the moment her trembling fingers touched her breasts, a dreamlike shock filled her body, igniting a fire within her. As her fingers grasped the soft mounds of flesh, Fumi involuntarily arched her back.
"Ah...ah...yes...yes...yes, that's it. Come, touch Mother's breasts."
Shinji didn't want to leave for even a second, constantly stroking her breasts with her fingers. Fumi's whole body felt hot, her legs went weak, and she barely managed to support her collapsing body. Then she whispered, "I understand, Shinji. Shinji really loves Mother's breasts, and she's really good at being affectionate!"
Her fingers grasped the rosy nipple, gently pinching it. When the bra hooks were released, she couldn't believe Shinji's skillful technique—no, perhaps it was instinct! In any case, a numbing excitement spread through Fumi's body, and a gentle, fresh liquid overflowed from her cracked lower abdomen.
This phenomenon made Fumi forget that she was a mother, becoming a cow, wanting only to experience female pleasure.
"So wonderful... Mother's breasts... so big and soft... ah... ah... so wonderful!"
"Ah! Shinji! Mother is happy too. Ah... so comfortable."
The intense excitement made Fumi hug Shinji's head, and Shinji buried his head between her breasts, inhaling the fragrant scent. Lost in reverie while savoring the soft mounds of flesh, Shinji finally pulled his tongue out of his mouth. His round breasts were covered in sticky saliva, and his skin looked beautiful and radiant. Shinji
's tongue licked her smooth skin from top to bottom, and Fumi let out a beautiful panting sound. Shinji's tongue moved from the side towards the center, gently licking the soft breast as if tracing a circle. Why didn't his tongue traverse the most sensitive part at the tip? He only lightly touched the edge of the areola, then slowly licked the surrounding area, just to make Fumi anxious!
Unconsciously, perhaps remembering his intention to torture women, he used such a wicked method! Fumi couldn't help but twist her body, and in her blurred consciousness, she hugged her son's head even tighter, pressing her breast down as if to suffocate him.
"Shinji, please! Mother's breast, suck it!"
As she couldn't bear it any longer and let out a hoarse moan, Shinji opened his mouth wide as if to cover the entire round peach, and then bit down on the breast.
“Then let me suckle your milk! This is a mother’s breast!”
“Yes, please taste a good taste of a mother’s breast, I feel it too. Ahh…” A joyful scream came from deep in her throat, Fumi could no longer control her rapid breathing, and she made lewd sounds. Shinji sucked on the extremely painful and swollen nipple with great relish. In her mouth full of saliva, the nipple, which was very sensitive to the slightest stimulation, was played with and kneaded by her tongue, teeth and lips, and an electric-like excitement flowed on the surface of her skin, and the base of the mound was kneaded and rubbed. Her whole body was burning.
“Ah… ah… ah… ah ah ah… ooh… ooh ooh ooh… Shinji.”
The continuous waves of excitement finally made Fumi unable to hold back, and she leaned against Shinji. Although she tried to hold on to her surprised thoughts, it was too late. With sweet breaths escaping her chest, Fumi collapsed, utterly exhausted. She
lay on the carpet, and Shinji, who had also fallen to the carpet in her arms, looked at her with concern.
"Mother, are you alright?"
"Ah...ah...ah...I'm sorry."
While calming her frantic breathing, Fumi smiled to reassure Shinji.
"Mother, you felt something. I made you feel something."
Shinji's tone was gentle, and he possessed the confidence to have aroused his mother's mature body. Fumi nodded slightly, her face flushed.
"Yes! Shinji is the best! You surprised me greatly!"
"Ha...ha...ha! What will you do for me next?"
Fumi breathed a sigh of relief, forgetting that she was a mother, and spoke softly in a relaxed tone, as if trying to conceal her immersion in her son's sexual game. The alluring charm of the beautiful, mature woman caused Shinji to blush and lower his head.
Even so, he remained confident, slowly sliding his lower body down to satisfy his mother. Shinji's fingers reached to the narrowest part of Fumi's panties beside her waist, an area already soaked with Fumi's sweat and the secret fluid flowing from her inner thighs. The thighs, on the other hand, were a discolored stain, as if the panties had just been thrown into the washing machine.
"Mother, can I really take them off?"
Shinji asked curiously, his fingers slipping inside the elastic band of the panties.
"Of course! Mother is very happy to have her panties taken off by her beloved Shinji."
Shinji's face lit up, and he pulled his waist wide open, the panties slipping down to his ankles in an instant. It was a slow, almost oblivious act of pleasure, making Fumi increasingly anxious. Unconsciously, Fumi lifted her buttocks, helping Shinji pull the panties off.
The panties covering her mature garden were peeled off from her buttocks. The sweet scent, a betrayal of morality, finally aroused the lust of the thirty-year-old woman. The forbidden sex scene that was about to unfold drove Fumi's sensuality into a bewitching frenzy.
The panties, now wrinkled, were pulled off with a straight fingernail, exposing the mother's mature naked body to her son.
"Ah...ah...this is Mother's."
"Is that so! Shinji, you see, you see!"
The shame and unease of having her living flesh completely exposed caused Fumi to let out an almost screaming sound. Shinji stared silently at the thick black pubic hair on her lower abdomen.
(What was he really thinking? Seeing his mother's genitals, he probably thought they were beautiful! Come on! Take a closer look at your mother's... there!)
Fumi, driven by an exhibitionist urge to be obscene, bent her knees so that Shinji could see them clearly, and then slowly spread her legs. Since it was the first time in his life he had seen a woman's genitals, Shinji's eyes widened and he swallowed hard. His powerful gaze was probing into the unsuspecting, soft skin, driving Fumi's body to a frenzy of excitement.
Her labia majora curled up as if panting, the brightly colored inner flesh glistening with sticky moisture, the moist black algae swirling around them. The vibrant red and black created a striking contrast, making it appear... Often alluring and wanton.
Seduced by this captivating scene, Shinji breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze fixed on Fumi's thighs. Her wide-open crotch was panting, causing the thick, black pubic hair to tremble. It radiated warmth like hot water, its alluring scent stimulating Shinji's nostrils.
Fumi, barely able to suppress the urge to place her fingers there, said to her son in a hoarse voice, "Shinji! You can touch every part of her, ooh... ooh... um! Please, touch your mother there." She
couldn't help but writhe, then spread her legs wide. Shinji took another deep breath, nodded resolutely, and his slightly trembling fingers touched the beautiful, fleshy labia surrounding her vulva.
“Ah…ah…Shinji. Yes…yes…right there…ah…woo…” His clumsy fingers slowly traced around her labia as if touching a swollen mass, then approached the center, gently teasing her sensitive, soft skin. His suppressed desire finally surged forth. Deep within Fumi's body, a tremor like an earthquake erupted, and a hot spring of fluid gushed forth from within.
“Yes! Ah…ah…um…Mother…it’s wonderful.”
Completely surrendering to her son’s caresses, Fumi, letting out sweet gasps, was then invaded by a new assault in the next instant. Shinji’s long tongue parted her wet labia, penetrating deep into her vagina.
"Ah...ah..." The continuous panting suddenly turned into screams. A sharp, needle-like stimulation numbed her entire body, severely shocking Fumi. Her son licking her vulva was a forbidden act, filling her with shame. Fumi involuntarily clamped her thighs around Shinji's head, the exposed flesh pressed down with a hiss.
"Ah...ah...such an obscene act! No! You can't do this!"
Her words and actions were completely contradictory. Her pink upper body arched backward, her flesh spasming, painful moans escaping her throat. Her vulva burned like flames, a powerful wave of sensuality surging over her. Fumi
couldn't help but grip her trembling breasts, deforming the flesh, her engorged nipples taut, releasing waves of pleasure. Shinji's tongue, brimming with curiosity, licked like it was licking nectar, making a sound in his throat. Even the finest wrinkles of the vaginal walls were touched by his tongue, the incredibly lewd sensation causing Fumi to gasp frantically.
"Where did you learn such obscene actions? I can barely handle it anymore,"
Fumi said, her eyes moist with reproach as she looked at Shinji, who was panting painfully and raising his head between his legs. Fumi's black hair was damp with sweat, making her look alluringly seductive. If Shinji's actions so far were entirely as if he were a virgin, then his acting was truly superb.
"I... I saw it on a videotape! I've wanted to make love to you, Mother, for a long time."
Looking down at his son, who kept muttering to himself with a shy expression, he didn't seem like he was deceiving his mother at all. Fumi immediately felt ashamed for having doubted her son.
"Ugh...ugh...um...Mother suspected another woman taught you how to make love and became jealous. I was so stupid. Yes, I understand, but you're just too amazing!"
"Really? Really?"
When praised for his focused attitude during lovemaking, Shinji's eyes shone brightly. He raised his head and slowly wiped away the love fluid that had clung to his mouth, nose, and chin. A woman's desire was laid bare, and she was so shy she wished she could disappear. But Fumi suppressed her shame and extended her arms with gentle welcome.
"Come on! Embrace Mother."
Suddenly feeling uneasy, Shinji bravely embraced Fumi, and then they fell onto the carpet together, their bodies filled with maternal love.
"Ah...ah...Mother, I love you..." Fumi, almost breathless from the tight embrace, was deeply moved by her son's scream. Such a strong request would move any woman.
"Mother..." Shinji cried out repeatedly, his clothes falling off in haste.
Naked, Shinji pressed his way between Fumi's legs. Though his lower body was small and somewhat slender, like a young boy's, his penis, no less impressive than a grown man's, stood erect, his gaze fixed intently on Fumi's eyes.
As a mother, the thought of her being Shinji's first woman made Fumi's heart pound.
Overwhelmed by the supposedly immoral act of being embraced by her son, Fumi quietly placed her hand on Shinji's penis.
Even this was enough to make Shinji groan with pleasure, his penis hardening even more, the clear fluid seeping from its dark red tip wetting Fumi's hand, the scent of semen filling her senses.
"Feels good, doesn't it, Shinji?"
"Mother!"
Fumi had become a prisoner of reason, tightly gripping her son's erect penis, then using her fingers to part the sticky, moist labia, slowly guiding it into the center. The swollen tip of the penis pressed against the sticky, moist labia, and Fumi trembled incessantly from the pain in her sensitive flesh.
"Shinji, look, ah... ah... you see it, don't you!"
"I see it, Mother, ah... ah... it's so exciting."
The swollen labia parted seductively, the mature, pale red flesh swallowing the penis. A middle-aged woman biting a young boy's penis—there was no more obscene scene than this, making Fumi feel dizzy.
"That's great, Shinji. Ah... ah... enter quickly..." The sudden surge of passion made her unable to resist, and Fumi let out a scream. In response to Fumi's actions, Shinji twisted his waist, a surge of energy reaching his head. The last vestiges of guilt Fumi felt for violating morality vanished in that instant.
"Ah...ah...Shinji...hold me tight...hold me tight!"
"Mother, it's so good! Mother's vagina is so hot and tight, it feels amazing!"
"Yes! I feel so good too. Ah...ah...Shin...Shinji."
The indescribable pleasure brought by her son's penis, the young, powerful thrusts and rhythms, caused her flesh to tremble uncontrollably. Her body burned like fire; driven by lewd impulses, Shinji forcefully grasped Fumi's white mounds of flesh and began to knead them haphazardly. The
constantly kneaded mounds of flesh, the erect nipples bitten by Shinji's teeth, the continuous rough caresses causing the mature woman's body to tremble with pleasure, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowing from her lower body.
"Ah...ah...ha...ah...woo woo woo...Madam feels so good."
The constant onslaught of sensual stimulation caused Fumi's body to arch backward into a beautiful shape, emitting excited moans as her erect penis disturbed her vagina. She
was almost breathless, yet still greedily craved pleasure. Being embraced by this child was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and the thought made Fumi's body tremble uncontrollably. She only thought that if she greedily obtained that deep pleasure, it would leave her unsatisfied, but Shinji's overly erect penis had already surpassed that level.
"Ah...woo woo...Mother! I...I'm already..." The urgent moans made Fumi realize that Shinji was about to explode.
"No! I want to do it with Shinji too."
Fumi coordinated with Shinji's movements, arching her back and, as if reaching orgasm, forcefully rubbing her private parts against Shinji's lower body.
"Bear with it, please, just bear with it, Shinji."
"Mother! Ah... Ah... Mother!"
Accompanied by a painful scream, Shinji's slender body trembled violently, his penis spasmed inside Fumi's vagina, and he ejaculated hot semen, which filled his mother's uterus.

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