·Yamato Motoko Chapter·1-2

Foreword
Friday night, Inokashira Park.
As midnight approached, the park was almost deserted, except for a few boys sitting on a bench by the pond. Empty beer cans lay scattered on the ground nearby; they were probably quite drunk.
The boys were gesturing and chatting animatedly. What topics could boys talk about when they got together? Girls, of course.
Looking closer, two boys sat on the bench, and two more sat on the railing around the pond, engaged in a lively discussion. They started by comparing which girls they knew were pretty and had good figures, and gradually moved on to
who their favorite girl was.
"Actually, could it be that we all like the school beauty?" one of the boys on the bench said.
"No way? At least I'm not... Haruna is pretty, that's true, but I'm not in love with her.
Only you like her, right? Kunio, don't drag us into this..." the other boy on the bench immediately retorted.
"No way! I haven't fallen in love with Haruna either. I like someone else! I just suspect... after all, Haruna is the school beauty! Doesn't any of us like her?" "
I haven't fallen in love with her," a boy sitting on the railing denied categorically.
"Me too. If I could get her into bed, a one-night stand wouldn't be a problem. I'd be more than happy! But love? No, I don't love her. At most, I don't dislike her, I just like her a little..." The boy sitting next to him also
hurriedly denied it. He was the tallest of the four.
"So, who do you like the most?" Bang Yang asked.
"..."
For a moment, the four of them stared at each other, speechless.
"You go first..."
"No, no, no... you go first."
Seeing them passing the buck and refusing to tell the truth, Bangyang turned to the boy sitting next to him and asked, "Tetsuro, you go first! They're being so hesitant, they don't really want to talk!"
"Before we talk, it's better to make a deal..." Tetsuro said to them in a very serious tone.
"What kind of deal?"
"What we heard tonight is a secret, and absolutely no one else can know! If anyone tells anyone, no one will let them off the hook!"
For a moment, everyone was silent, and the atmosphere became heavy.
"...Isn't that a bit much?"
"I'm serious..." "
...So, does anyone object?" Bangyang looked at the faces of the other three.
"Okay, no problem." The tallest one, Manji, agreed first.
"Me too." Zhou, sitting next to him, also agreed.
"Of course I won't object..." Kunio said to Tetsuro, "Well? You can tell me now, right?"
"Um... Actually, the person I love most is my mother."
"!"
One week later, in the Yamato Motoko arc
.
Tonight, everything will be different.
Tetsuro had just finished dinner and was hiding in his room, quietly waiting for the appointed time to arrive.
Lying on his back in bed, with his hands folded behind his head, Tetsuro couldn't help but think back to that night a week ago.
As the saying goes, "truth comes out after drinking," and that night, the four of them poured out their unspeakable secrets.
The four of them had completely different personalities. Kunio was a photography fanatic, the president of the photography club at school, easygoing, and indifferent to everything. Zhou was rather aloof, not very talkative, and not good at getting along with others, but his grades were
excellent. Manji was an incurable fighting fanatic, his family owned a dojo, and he had been involved in martial arts since childhood. He was also particularly tall and a straightforward guy—in short, a hot-blooded idiot! And what about Tetsuro himself? In other people's eyes, he was
a mischievous little devil, not particularly good at academics, but always full of pranks; he was probably the kind of naughty student who gave teachers a headache.
It was unbelievable that four people with completely different personalities could get along so well and become good friends. Not only were others surprised, but even they themselves found it incredible. However, the reason they were so compatible might be because they all had one
thing in common: after that night of confessions, they realized that the woman they loved most was their own mother.
Perhaps it was the unique aura of those with Oedipus complexes that unconsciously attracted them to each other? That night, fueled by alcohol, they poured out their sorrowful longing for their mothers. Tetsuro remembered that at the height of their emotions, they even cried…
However, as the conversation deepened, they actually devised a wicked plan to rape their mothers! Was this also their true nature? Perhaps drunkenness weakened their self-control, revealing their bestial instincts.
Of course, they didn't intend to share each other's mothers in the future. After all, they didn't want anyone else to know about their beloved mothers. However, if they didn't do it together the first time, they were too afraid to
even make the move. Perhaps the presence of an accomplice lessened their psychological burden?
They only dared to commit that almost delusional crime with a partner.
So they had agreed beforehand that after the plan succeeded, if they wanted to have an affair with any of the mothers, they would need the consent of her son. Without this agreement, they wouldn't feel at ease.
Because the plan was devised by Tetsuro, for the sake of fairness, the first victim was Tetsuro's mother, Yamato Motoko.
Motoko was thirty-six years old. When Tetsuro was five, Tetsuro's father, Motoko's husband, died in a traffic accident. Because of the insurance money, the Yamato family's life wasn't a problem. However, to prevent them from running out of money, Motoko
worked at a company as an office lady with a light workload.
Motoko wasn't tall; she was petite and delicate. Because she wasn't young anymore, besides her alluring and mature charm, her body was rather rounded, but definitely not obese. While her figure might not have been as beautiful as Kishimura's
, it was still outstanding. Her creamy, honey-colored, smooth skin, paired with her exquisitely curvaceous figure, had made Tetsuro madly in love with Motoko since he was old enough to understand.
Tetsuro clearly remembered the shock he felt when he first peeked at his mother bathing and saw Motoko naked. Her full breasts, rounded buttocks, and thickly haired pubic area were, in the eyes of the young Tetsuro, more
captivating than Venus, the goddess of love and beauty.
Now, Motoko should be asleep in her room, right? Soon, Shu and the others would arrive. Then, they would carry out Tetsuro's devilish plan… Tetsuro
glanced at the clock; it was almost time. He sat up in bed, picked up the bag beside the bed, and left the room. He listened intently; the room was quiet. Motoko should be fast asleep.
He walked to the entrance door, quietly opened it, and sure enough, they were already there, waiting. Tetsuro gestured for them to be quiet and beckoned them in.
Once inside, Tetsuro pointed to Motoko's room and whispered to them, "Hurry up, everything according to plan."
Manji, Kunio, and Shukazu looked extremely nervous. They quickly put on pre-prepared masks with several holes, revealing their eyes, noses, and mouths. Tetsuro handed a bag to Manji, saying, "The props are all inside.
I'll peek from outside and come in when the time is right."
Manji nodded and, along with Kunio and Shukazu, went to Motoko's door.
Manji took out a prop knife from the bag, gently opened the door, and beckoned. The three boys tiptoed inside, leaving the door ajar so Tetsuro could see clearly.
Motoko Yamato lay on her side in bed, fast asleep, one leg protruding from under the covers, long and shapely, breathtakingly beautiful.
Manji took out handcuffs and gently cuffed the sleeping Motoko's hands to the headboard. Motoko had low blood pressure and was difficult to wake once she fell asleep; Tetsuro had told Manji and the others this beforehand, allowing them to act boldly.
Kunio prepared his video camera; they planned to film Motoko's naked body and the process of her rape to blackmail her, or to use the shameful footage to silence her and prevent her from reporting them.
After cuffing Motoko's hands, Zhou pulled back the covers and slowly unbuttoned Motoko's pajamas.
Perhaps because the covers were off and she felt a chill, Motoko stirred. Manji and the others stopped in fright, remaining motionless for a while before continuing. They unbuttoned all of Motoko's pajamas, revealing a white bra underneath
.
In her sleep, Suzi dreamt of her husband who had died many years ago. His hands gently caressed her body, just like on their wedding night, softly touching every inch of her skin.
In the dream, Suzi enjoyed her husband's tender caresses; scenes of them making love flashed through her mind. She felt a warmth in her body, as if her husband had returned and was making love to her again. She loved this feeling; it made
her feel so warm. She lay quietly in bed, recalling everything about her husband: his tenderness, his caresses, his kisses…
Perhaps it was this beautiful dream, or perhaps it was an external stimulus, that made Suzi wake up. She slowly opened her eyes, and in her half-awake state, she seemed to still feel her husband's caresses in the dream. Suddenly, she realized something was wrong.
"Huh? What…" Suzi felt her posture was a little unnatural. Her hand was raised above her head, but she couldn't put it down. Turning her head, she suddenly realized that there were several people in her bedroom!
"Who are you?" Although Suko had just woken up and her mind was still a bit foggy, she could clearly see several people in the bedroom, and she was instantly jolted awake. She was certain these weren't Tetsuro, so who were they?
"Quiet! It's obvious we're here to rob you, isn't it?" Manji shouted in a deep voice.
"You…" Suko looked closely; they were wearing masks, so she couldn't see their faces at all.
She felt a chill on her chest and looked down to see that the buttons of her pajamas were undone, revealing her bra. Exposing her underwear to several strangers made her gasp in surprise. "What
bad luck! We went through all that trouble to sneak in, only to be robbed! There's practically nothing here!"
Zhou Kazuya chimed in.
"What do you want? My… my son? Is he alright?" Suko's mind was a mess, but her biggest worry now was Tetsuro's safety. Had these thieves harmed him? Thinking of this, Suko forgot her own
situation, which was actually more dangerous.
"Heh... Him? He's fine for now, just tied up and locked in his room. But what about later? That depends on you..." Bangyang said, following the script.
"What... do you mean?" Suko breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Tetsuro was alright. Since her husband's death, she and her son had been each other's only support. If anything happened to Tetsuro, she didn't know what would happen to her.
Knowing that Tetsuro was alright for now, she began to worry about her own safety. Judging from the tone of these thieves, they seemed to want to harm Suko, and even wanted to use her son to threaten her. A sense of unease welled up in her heart.
"Nothing much. Since we can't find anything valuable, we can't go back empty-handed, can we? Luckily, you're so beautiful, so we'll have to ask you to play with us." Zhouhe said coldly to Suko.
"Wh...what? What nonsense are you talking about?" Suzi's face suddenly turned deathly pale.
"Tonight, Madam, you'd better serve us well! Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen to your son..." Manji said viciously.
"This..." Suzi felt dizzy. She couldn't believe these villains were so cruel, using her son to coerce her into giving herself to them. It was truly wicked.
"So? Madam, are you willing to have sex with us? Make a decision quickly! Should I cut off a part of your son's body so you can see it and strengthen your resolve? Haha..." Bangyang deliberately used even more despicable words to provoke
Suzi and break her will.
"Hehe...why not cut off your son's penis and bring it in for Mother to see!" Manji also chimed in.
Tetsuro, peeking through the door, heard Manji's words and cursed inwardly, "That bastard! This wasn't in the script! Making fun of my penis... Damn it, he'll pay next time!" Despite his inner turmoil, the sight of his mother about to
be abused only fueled his excitement.
"No! Please don't hurt Tetsuro! I... I promise you!" Hearing their words, Suko was horrified and cried out, begging them not to harm her son. Without hesitation, she agreed, but
her words were broken and her voice grew increasingly soft, her cheeks flushed.
Manji and the others exchanged a glance, thinking, "Success!"
"Now we'll release you, don't even think about escaping!" Manji unlocked Suko's handcuffs.
As soon as her hands were freed, Suko immediately sat up from the bed, covering her chest with her pajamas. "What... do you want?" Suko asked anxiously.
"First, take off all your clothes, then masturbate for us!" Zhouhe said casually.
"What! That kind of thing... I can't do it!" Hearing Zhouhe's words, Motoko opened her eyes in fright and screamed.
"You can do it... Think about your son's safety! Then you can do it."
"And we've found out that your husband is dead, right? Long nights without your husband's comfort, you must have tried masturbating, right? Don't tell me you don't know how..."
Motoko Yamato Chapter 2
"What? Do you want us to cut off your son's ear so you can see it before you'll perform a masturbation show?" Manji grinned maliciously, further threatening Motoko.
Hearing the boy's cold tone, Suzi's mind was in chaos. Could she really masturbate in front of him? How could she? It was too shameful! Since her husband's death, the young widow had lived a dignified and self-possessed life. At work, people
described her as "a serious and meticulous older sister, usually kind and approachable," and "a woman who would never have romantic relationships, single-mindedly focused on raising her son." How could Suzi do such a thing? But if she didn't
, her most important family member, her son Tetsuro, would be tortured by these demons. What if Tetsuro suffered any harm…
Thinking of this, Suzi dared not imagine further.
Was there no other way? …
Indeed, she had to give in… Suzi
lowered her head sadly, biting her lower lip, and resolutely made a tragic decision: "I…I understand."
"Hehe…then hurry up, we've been waiting for this for a long time!" Bangyang prepared the camera, aiming it at Suzi.
Suko sat on the bed, silently loosening her grip on her nightgown. The already unbuttoned nightgown naturally opened, revealing her bra. The milky-white bra wasn't daring; in fact, it could be described as a somewhat old-fashioned style
. It seemed conservative, perhaps because after her husband's death, as a widow, her heart was at peace, and she no longer needed to buy those novel and daring lingerie to add spice.
Suko slowly and gracefully removed her nightgown, leaving only her bra on her upper body. She slowly swayed her hips, taking off her loose nightgown. The boy watched intently, the house becoming unusually quiet; one could even hear them
swallowing hard.
"Hehehe...it worked...hurry! Take it off! Mom..." Tetsuro, outside the door, seeing his plan unfold step by step, his mother had fallen for it, and he couldn't help but scream inwardly.
Unaware that it was all her son's scheme, Suko, having fallen into the trap, was prepared to sacrifice her chastity to protect her son. Soon, she had taken off all her clothes, leaving only her underwear, revealing her rounded and alluring curves
to the boy.
"Hurry up... take off your bra! What are you dawdling for?" Manji, his lips dry from looking at her, couldn't help but urge Suko loudly.
Suko, feeling extremely aggrieved by Manji's scolding, slowly reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. With a "click," the bra slowly fell down, and the boy could clearly see her full breasts.
"Wow... what beautiful breasts!" Manji was the first to exclaim.
"Indeed, the nipples are even brownish-red! Very sexy," said Bangyang.
Although Suko's breasts weren't as large as Chimi's, they were perfectly sized, allowing one hand to cover one breast. Combined with their beautiful curves and delicate skin, they inspired an irresistible urge to caress them.
"Please, please stop looking..." Suko blushed and turned her face away when she heard them say that. Although she had taken off her bra, she immediately covered her breasts with her hands.
"Hey, don't stop! Take off your panties too! Otherwise, how are you going to perform your masturbation show?" Zhouhe said coldly to Suko.
"I..." Suko hesitated, her face full of embarrassment, not knowing what to say. Was she going to beg for mercy? Or was she going to argue?
"Are you not going to give up until we hurt your precious son and bring back his ears and nose for you to see before you'll be willing to continue?" Zhouhe said to Suko with a frosty expression.
It was indeed better for the cold-blooded Zhouhe to play the role of coercing Suko with words than for the physically strong Wanci.
Suko trembled when she heard Zhouhe's words. She had no choice but to slowly lower her hands that were covering her breasts and turn to the side to take off the last piece of clothing covering her body, her small panties.
The ordinary-looking underwear was slowly pulled off Suzi's body. Suzi struggled to control her movements, trying her best not to expose herself. Her private parts looked even more alluring under the cover.
"So beautiful..." Bangyang adjusted the camera, continuously filming Suzi's shameful state. Seeing the mournful expression of the chaste widow and the alluring figure that was half-hidden, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Now, hurry up and masturbate!" Zhouhe urged Suzi immediately to avoid her dragging her feet.
"..." Suzi frowned and glanced at the boy, then turned her face away, but her fingers slowly reached towards her breasts.
"Stimulate your nipples with your fingers... Yes, and stroke your genitals with your other hand... I don't need to teach you everything, do I? Shouldn't you know best where your erogenous zones are?"
Zhou He watched as Suzi's trembling fingers moved across her alluring body at his command. The shyness on Suzi's face, the expression of her brow furrowed as she endured the pleasure, made the young man's lips dry.
To protect her son, Suzi desperately tried to convince herself, enduring the humiliation of masturbating in front of strangers.
After her husband's death, she had indeed developed a masturbation habit. In the quiet of the night, she sometimes had normal desires; after all, she was in her prime, and she couldn't control her physical needs. However, she didn't want to betray
her deceased husband. Even if she had physical needs, she would never seek comfort from a man, so she could only satisfy herself with her own fingers... Deep down, she still loved her deceased husband,
burying her longing for him deep within her heart.
So, her body was no stranger to masturbation. Even though it was in front of others, her body reacted quickly. No, it could even be said that the shame of being watched made her body get into the mood even faster. Perhaps it was
a hidden desire that all humans have? This strange exhibitionism, though rejected by Motoko's rationality, did indeed excite her body even more.
"Uh..." Feeling the strange fluctuations deep within her body, Motoko couldn't help but let out intermittent moans.
"Hehehe... You feel it so quickly? As expected of a widow... After all, you've been trained for a long time and are used to masturbation, right?" Zhouhe said disdainfully to Motoko.
"No..." Motoko blushed deeply when she heard the boy say that.
"You don't need to lie anymore. Your body has faithfully reflected your feelings." Manji grinned, looking at Motoko's flushed body, and said lewdly.
"…Waaah…don't look at me…" Suzi lowered her head shyly, but dared not stop, afraid of angering them and harming her son.
Inside the bedroom, silence reigned. Three boys stared intently at the naked woman on the bed, her alluring body writhing uncontrollably. The middle-aged woman's most intimate actions were clearly visible to the strangers.
"So beautiful…you took such a clear picture…" Bangyang exclaimed.
"Please…don't take pictures…" Suzi pleaded, her eyes blurry with tears, suppressing her shame.
"Hehehe…that's impossible. It would be such a waste not to capture something so beautiful!"
Bangyang said.
The room was brightly lit, and the boys could clearly see Suzi's every move, even the shameful, dazed expression on her face. Suzi's slender fingers moved in and out of her pink, tender flesh, while her other hand caressed…
She gently rubbed her breasts. The middle-aged beauty lying on the bed exuded boundless charm.
"Ugh...no, I can't take it anymore..." Suko felt she was about to lose control, but the thought of a stranger witnessing her orgasm made her desperately restrain herself. Her fingers moved slowly, trying not to reach the peak.
But this only aroused her more, constantly oscillating between excitement and orgasm. Her body gradually became hot, and her lower body was already wet.
"Almost there, huh? Hehehe...I'll give you a hand and let you reach the highest point!" Zhouhe could see that Suko was deliberately suppressing her desire, so he strode closer to her, ready to take matters into his own hands.
"Ah! No...don't!" Suko screamed in fear, because her breasts and lower body were being touched. She struggled violently, hoping to push away those beast-like claws.
"Don't move! Do you want your son to die?" Manji shouted.
Suko trembled all over and dared not move again.
"Very good, that's right, obediently let us make you climax together!" Zhou He sneered, his right index and middle fingers joined together, slowly inserting into Suzi's vagina, replacing Suzi's fingers, his thumb pressing and
rubbing the clitoris above her vagina. Meanwhile, Wanji used his mouth to suckle Suzi's nipples forcefully. The other breast was grabbed by Wanji's large hand, kneading it like dough.
"Ugh...ah, please...let me go..." Suzi pleaded with the lewd beasts before her, tears streaming down her face. The chaste widow being ravaged by the boy looked like an extremely obscene scene.
Bang Yang watched Suzi's distressed appearance on the camera lens, watching her gradually succumb to lust under the two men's manipulation, constantly twisting her waist and shaking her head from side to side, almost reaching orgasm.
"Let everyone see the moment you reach your climax!" Zhouhe quickened the speed of his fingers, thrusting forcefully into her wet vagina. Because of the wetness, Suko's lower body made a "plop plop" sound.
"No...don't touch there...I...I can't take it anymore...Don't look at me
... 　　Ah
...
Seeing his mother's shameful state, he became increasingly excited.
"..." Having just experienced the thrill of orgasm, Suko gasped for breath, unresponsive to Zhouhe's words, her eyes glazed over, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Isn't it about time? We should officially begin." Having watched the beauty's masturbation show for so long, Manji couldn't hold back any longer.
"Alright, it's about time." Zhouhe said calmly.
"What...what do you want?" Suko turned to them in panic. The masturbation had excited her greatly, her body reacting involuntarily. She felt her lower body was soaking wet, but because it was so embarrassing, she
forced herself not to think about it.
"What do we want? We want to give you physical satisfaction..." Manji approached Suko with ill intent.
"No, no!" Suko's face turned pale upon hearing their words, her body trembling uncontrollably.
No matter how much Motoko wailed, the tall and strong Manji easily tied her tightly to the bed, making her lie on her back like a frog with her legs spread in an M shape. Her knees were tied to the upper corner of the bed with rope,
and her wrists were stretched down and tied together with her ankles, completely exposing Motoko's chest and lower body.

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