Mother and son

It was a summer afternoon, the last day before summer vacation. Her son, Yuta, would be coming home from school soon, and the summer vacation would begin, allowing mother and son to spend as much time together as possible. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Miki Katori's face, and the fatigue from work seemed to lessen considerably.

Although her husband had passed away years ago due to KXK syndrome, Miki Katori had no intention of finding a new love and had been raising her child as a single parent. While the situation was difficult, the large insurance payout and inheritance from her father's death would have allowed them to live a very luxurious life. However, because Miki requested a low profile and wanted to ensure sufficient insurance funds for her child's future, most of their money was invested in financial products to earn interest. Thus, the two relied on each other, living a simple life, but the substantial interest still supported their livelihood and their child's schooling.

The fan whirred, causing the scarf around Miki Katori's neck to flutter. She wore an apron and loungewear, busily preparing a sumptuous dinner for her soon-to-be-home-bound child at the stove. Although her clothes were simple, they still evoked a certain allure against her full figure. Sweat beaded at her temples, trickling down her cheeks. Miki could have turned on the air conditioning, but with the child not yet home, she decided to save electricity.

The potato and beef stew simmered in the pot on the stove. Miki wiped her face with a towel, revealing a bright smile. Her sweat-dampened hair shimmered in the sunlight streaming through the window. She was almost finished; she could finally rest. Now, all she had to do was wait for her little darling to come home.

"I'm home..."

Yuta said, his shoulders slumped, opening the door slowly and softly, his voice unusually low compared to his usual energetic greeting.

Passing through the entryway, Yuta saw the steaming food in the dining room at the end of the hallway. The aroma of his favorite dishes hit him as soon as he opened the door, and he couldn't help but start sobbing.

But the child tried hard to hold back his tears, saying in his usual playful and energetic voice, "Mom, I've finished all my homework today! I'm going upstairs to play video games for a while! I'll come down for dinner later!" He then changed into the bear-patterned slippers his mother had embroidered. He stumbled into his room and hurriedly closed the door.

Then, he eagerly hid under the covers, took off his clothes, and silently shed tears while grabbing tissues from the bedside table to wipe the footprints and stains on his sensitive, painful areas. His sobs were swallowed back.

Not long after, the sound of his mother's high heels came from outside the door, then stopped.

After a while, a knock came at the door.

As an open-minded mother, Miki Katori always gave her child ample space. Even if the door wasn't locked, she would never enter without permission.

"Yuta? Yuta, are you in there? Honey... are you alright? Can Mom come in?" Miki wasn't a carefree woman; as a sensitive single mother, she quickly noticed something was wrong with her son's voice.

Hearing his mother's voice, Yuta panicked.

"N-nothing! Mom just tends to overthink things~" Yuta hurriedly grabbed his GBA from the toy cabinet his mother had bought him and quickly started it, deliberately turning up the game music to cover up the truth. But he still knocked over some other models and toys, which scattered on the floor with a clatter.

Yuta didn't have time to clean up; he quickly pulled his clothes back under the covers. He wiped away his tears as best he could, pretending to be normal again, and happily played the game before burying his face under the covers.

He spoke to his worried mother. "Mom, open the door yourself! Honestly!" Smelling the fragrance of the flowers his mother had placed in the vase by his bedside, and making sure he'd got the "scene" ready, Yuta's expression became slightly more lively; he really was a good actor.

"Okay, Mom, come in—" With a creak of the old wooden door, the elegant woman pushed open the bedroom door.

"Playing games under the covers again…" Miki's words carried a hint of helplessness; after all, she'd told Yuta about this many times.

But soon her eyes sharpened—she noticed the models and toys scattered to the side.

These were Yuta's favorite figures, and Miki often taught him to tidy up his things. The

usually well-behaved Yuta would never do something like leaving toys scattered everywhere.

"Oh, isn't it hot hiding under the covers in this heat? And why are you in such a hurry to play games without even turning on the air conditioner? Well, Mom will turn it on for you, then you can go downstairs." Yuta remained hidden under the covers, afraid to make a sound, lest Miki notice something amiss. He only dared to peek out nervously after hearing the air conditioner beep, followed by the clatter of high heels and the creak of the door closing.

Just as Yuta was about to peek out to check, he suddenly felt the bed dip.

He felt someone—clearly his mother, his beloved mother—sitting on the edge of the bed.

Then, a hand touched his head through the covers, the familiar and warm touch comforting Yuta.

"Mom loves Yuta, so if you have anything on your mind, you can tell Mom directly. There's nothing to worry about, and Mom will never blame you." The hand touched Yuta's head through the covers and then withdrew. Miki sat by the bed. Yuta knew his mother was still there, but Miki didn't speak or make a sound; she just waited and listened—she knew her son would respond.

Hearing his mother's words, Yuta almost burst into tears—the bullying and humiliation he suffered at school were too much for his young heart to bear.

But then Yuta remembered the promise he made to his mother when he was little: "When I grow up, I will protect you and never let you be sad or upset." Recalling his mother's hardships, he couldn't bear it, and he didn't want her to worry about him. But tears still flowed uncontrollably, and his throat felt like it was blocked by some unknown liquid. He bit his wrist hard, trembling, trying to suppress the sound of crying.

After a long pause, he told his mother in a trembling voice, "Hehe~ You can't hide anything from Mom!

But I'm really okay... I'll... *sob*... I... I'll be fine on my own!" After confirming that the tears had stopped flowing, Yuta wiped them away again, poked his head out from under the covers, looked at his beloved mother, and smiled as cheerfully as ever, "See, it's okay! I just had a fight with my best friend, so I'm not in a particularly good mood..." Suddenly, Yuta felt a darkness before his eyes. He felt a strong but not harsh, familiar force from the back of his head, enveloping him and pushing him forward. In an instant, a warm, soft touch enveloped him.

Yuta knew this touch very well; it was an experience he had never forgotten since childhood. It was his mother, Katori Miki, his mother's bosom, her heart, or rather, her breasts—Miki hugged Yuta tightly, pulling him, still only his head peeking out from under the covers, into her embrace. Yuta's little head was immediately buried in her full, warm breasts.

Miki held Yuta's head, ruffling and smoothing his hair. "Silly Yuta~ When have you ever lied to Mommy?" Miki had already seen through her son's lies. She hugged Yuta tightly, the scent of a mature woman wafting into the boy's nostrils like floral fragrance, as if trying to permeate his mind.

"It hurts Mommy to see that fake smile in front of her!" Lying in his mother's arms, the familiar warmth and fragrance instantly diluted Yuta's sadness, leaving him feeling only peace and happiness. But Yuta still subconsciously continued to lie, hoping his mother was unaware of the bullying at school, wanting to continue hiding it, believing he could bear it.

—He'd rather be seen as a weak, crybaby than trouble his mother with this.

Thinking this, Yuta continued, "Um…it’s…it’s because I had some conflict with my 'best friend' at school. I didn’t want Mom to worry about me being lonely, so I lied. So…so Yuta isn’t a liar, Mom…" He gripped the edge of the blanket tightly, as if it were Yuta’s last line of defense, hiding his naked body and the evidence of bullying imprinted on it, even though tightly wrapped in the blanket on a hot day was something that would easily attract Miki’s attention.

“Let it end like this…let it go like this…Mom…please…please…” Yuta kept making wishes about things he didn’t believe in, hoping to make his mother believe he was okay, but…deep down, he longed for his mother to discover he was in bad shape, longed for her to appear like a heroine, offering him help and encouragement.

What a contradictory young man.

Confused, Yuta instinctively hugged his mother tighter, arching his back like a cat with its fur standing on end.

The sweat on his forehead gradually dried and calmed down thanks to the air conditioning.

"Just... some conflict?" his mother asked worriedly, patting Yuta's head.

"Of course Mom knows, Yuta is a good boy, he would never lie to Mom, it's just that sometimes, Yuta is too kind, and hiding things from Mom only makes Mom worry~ Don't be afraid of troubling Mom. Because Mom is so happy because of Yuta, Yuta is Mom's treasure, a treasure given to Mom by God~" Gently patting Yuta's head, Miki squinted her eyes, feeling her son's smooth and soft hair, then her hand gradually slid down Yuta's head and neck, touching the edge of the blanket tightly wrapped around Yuta's body. "Can you let Mom see? Or, honest Yuta, show Mom yourself?" Although Miki could easily pull back the blanket with her adult strength, she left the final choice to Yuta, to her son. This time, as a mother, Miki thought that instead of helping her son, she should teach him that he could rely on her completely.

Although Yuta kept pushing away his mother's warm embrace, his mother never gave up on him. Gradually, feeling the warmth of his mother's complete trust, tears welled up in his eyes again, and he began to blame himself for hiding things from his mother.

Yuta slowly propped himself up in the blanket, using one arm to protect his nipples and his sensitive areas, but even so, he couldn't hide the dark female shoe prints. Each shoe print was deliberately placed on particularly sensitive and painful areas, as if they had been crushed on his body.

His thighs and shoulders bore marks of being pinched and pulled. The blanket slowly slipped off his body, leaving him naked and shivering in the cold wind. The burn marks on his forearms, where cigarette butts had been extinguished, were even more heartbreaking; the charred flesh clearly showed they had been left just after school.

Yuta trembled, wiping away tears, sobbing as he recounted the unspeakable events. In a choked, aggrieved voice, he slowly spoke of being targeted by a girl who was a bad student. On his way home from school, he was dragged into an alley and humiliated. She constantly mocked him for having no friends, tore at his clothes, and ridiculed his still-unerring penis, laughing at his eternal virginity—all these bullying acts.

"..." Looking at Yuta's body covered in bruises, Miki's body trembled slightly. This was the first time Yuta had felt the woman he called his mother angry before him. Her imposing, yet not angry, aura was like that of a tigress ready to pounce, making even Yuta, who always loved his mother the most, tremble involuntarily.

But soon, this terrifying aura vanished, as if everything that had just happened was merely Yuta's imagination. The woman before him remained as gentle and beautiful as ever. "I know, Mom knows. Don't worry, Yuta, Mom will go to the school and report it. Besides, when I was young, I used to hang out in that area for a while!

A few brats dared to... cough cough..."

Just as that imposing aura was about to erupt, Miki's tone returned to its gentle state. She gently pulled Yuta closer, shielding him from the cold wind with her own body, looking at him with tenderness and heartache, and gently stroking his body. "Does it still hurt? Do you want Mom to get you some ointment? I'm sorry, it was all Mom's fault. I shouldn't have let you go home by yourself just because it's closer and safer. I should pick you up from now on, even if we eat dinner a little later." The mother's hands seemed to have a healing magic, warmly tracing Yuta's body, a wonderful sensation seeping into his skin. "Those girls did that because they were jealous of your good grades. Yuta didn't do anything wrong, they were the ones who were really mean. Don't take what they said to heart... Yuta is the best boy~" As she spoke, Miki smiled and leaned down to kiss Yuta's forehead.

"I know..." Yuta slowly calmed down and accepted his mother's caresses, but the school didn't teach that kind of sex education. Perhaps the physical wounds would heal slowly with time, but for Yuta, the most shameful thing was the sexual humiliation those girls had inflicted on him. Even though he didn't know what it was, his male instincts still made Yuta feel wronged and humiliated, and he couldn't help but timidly ask his mother,

"My penis is small... I'll be a virgin in the future... what should I do? I understand everything else... I probably can't solve it, but at least these two things... Mom, can you tell me?... No, can you help me?" Yuta lowered his eyelids and secretly stared at his mother's face. He didn't know why he felt so ashamed to say these words, a strange flutter in his heart.

"This..." For a moment, the mother looked troubled, but looking at Yuta's face, Miki lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and nodded as if she had made up her mind. Then she said,

"Those things are things only adults can know, but now, it's not that I can't tell you, if it will make you feel better." As Miki spoke, she gently stroked the marks and scars on Yuta's body, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Why does Yuta think his penis is small? He's still growing, and Yuta's penis isn't small at all. A boy's penis has two states, one for everyday use and one for working. The everyday penis is small, soft, and cute, but when it's working, it gets engorged and becomes huge. Yuta probably doesn't know that~" "Right...right! But when those girls were bullying him with their feet, they kept saying...other boys' penises have already started to get bigger...but mine..." Yuta looked dejected as he spoke, and after a long while, he continued. "Is Yuta sick, so he can't work? Mom has been hiding this from Yuta?" Yuta said, throwing himself into his mother's arms, hugging her soft back, resting his head on her shoulder, enjoying her fragrance and warmth.

"How could that be! Those boys who get erections when stepped on are perverts. Yuta isn't a masochist, of course he won't work. How can you say he's sick? Let Mom examine him properly and you'll know." Saying this, Miki slowly pushed Yuta away, creating some distance so she could crawl down and examine Yuta's private parts closely. Her warm breath brushed against Yuta's penis, giving him a strange, indescribable, and somewhat immoral feeling.

"This is a boy's most precious place, it hasn't been damaged by those girls, has it?" Like holding a precious treasure, his mother lifted Yuta's soft area between his legs, gently massaging and exploring it.

"Ugh~" Yuta tried his best to suppress his shyness as his mother examined his sensitive areas like this for the first time.

Watching his mother gently knead and caress his breasts as if they were a precious treasure, Yuta couldn't help but look down at her bent-over posture, his subconscious instincts drawing attention to her breasts, which were deformed from the pressure of her foreskin. Yuta's penis began to undergo a strange change… he couldn't bear it any longer; the shaft began to swell, trying to break free of the foreskin's confinement, but the pain made Yuta groan involuntarily. His first erection was in front of his dearest mother. His penis was still trying to grow, but as the foreskin was stretched open, the pain pushed Yuta to his limit.

Yuta looked down at his penis, which was only about half the length of his mother's hand. He felt he had already guessed the outcome and began to feel sad about his own uselessness, but he stubbornly raised his head to hide his sadness from his mother. But his mother knew that the penis under the foreskin was limitless.

"Wow… this child, is it a giant…?" Looking at her son's penis, which was almost the length of her hand even before it was fully erect, she found it hard to believe that it belonged to a boy still developing. Miki quickly shook her mind out of her wild thoughts and looked up to think about what to do. Inadvertently, she noticed Yuta staring intently at her breasts, and her face flushed red.

"Where...where are you looking, you little pervert!" Miki scoffed, interrupting Yuta's gaze, but quickly regained her composure as a married woman. "Hmph...but I can understand. Boys do instinctively like women's breasts, especially~" Miki deliberately puffed out her chest, swaying her impressively large breasts. "Especially Mom's, aren't they much bigger than those schoolgirls'? And Yuta's...well..." Miki stammered. "Very...very big...I can tell...it's just that it's the first time he's had an erection and it's been restricted by the foreskin. If it were fully grown, Yuta would definitely...um...be in a lot of pain?" The blushing Miki realized that Yuta's expression was a little strange. "Does it hurt...? Do you want Mommy to help you...? Ugh..." Miki realized she'd said something lewd as she blurted it out, quickly stopping herself, her pretty face turning as red as an apple.

"Ugh... Mommy's breasts... are much bigger than those girls'... Mommy! I want to touch them! Because I really want to right now... I don't know why... but I just feel all warm inside..." Yuta's mind went blank. Those amazingly large breasts—Yuta had never really looked at them with that kind of attention since he was little—but now, naked before them, his body was gradually heating up, his heart pounding. For some reason, Yuta wanted to touch those breasts, wanted to kiss his mother's red lips. Realizing his mother wanted to help him, he nodded vigorously, his heart filled with anticipation, though he didn't know what was about to happen.

"Yes~ Mommy, please help me~ I want to~" The mischievous Yuta couldn't help but start to whine to his mother.

"Hmph, it really is big, isn't it? After all, it's my mom... Eh, you actually... you actually want to rub... rub it..." Miki was also a little startled by her son's inappropriate thoughts, and she panicked inexplicably.

"Well... um... let's... let's help first, let's help first... how to help... actually... Mom isn't quite sure... I've only read a little bit of comics and stuff, I hope it's like this~ First—" Mom suddenly leaned closer, lifted Yuta's chin, and kissed him in her son's questioning yet expectant eyes.

"Sorry, future daughter-in-law, my lovely Yuta's first kiss will be taken by Mom first~" Warm and soft tongue quickly extended, filling Yuta's mouth. Yuta's little tongue had nowhere to escape, and was quickly captured, surrounded, and swirled by Miki's fragrant tongue. Then Miki sucked on Yuta's saliva, mixing their saliva together and sucking it into her own mouth.

"Mmm..." Even the most innocent youth novels rarely feature kissing scenes between men and women, but this scene appeared between him and his mother. Yuta's tongue was entwined with his mother's fragrant tongue, the alluring aroma and sweet saliva completely overwhelming him with lust... Just like when he first suckled his mother's life-giving milk, he began to fiercely suckle the saliva and tongue from her mouth.

His hands, long forgotten, rested on his mother's breasts, and all the memories of holding his mother's breasts as a child flooded back. Like a tender child, with playful and loving intentions, he kneaded the breasts that had nurtured him, his fingers sinking completely into the flesh, feeling its softness. Even his penis grew thicker, slowly revealing the urethral opening from the foreskin, constantly oozing clear fluid.

"Okay! That's... enough!" Miki quickly pushed away Yuta, who was going even further. Her face flushed with embarrassment, she was afraid that she would do something even more outrageous. "Really... you little... little pervert!" Miki's tone was somewhat reproachful, but it was only to cover up her inner shyness.

The kiss and the sensation of her son fondling her breasts stirred a longing in this beautiful wife who hadn't had intimate contact with a man in years—but this was her son! A strong sense of transgression lingered in Miki's heart, forcing her to stop.

"Anyway, help me take care of this first… um!" Looking down, her son's penis was even more prominent. She became increasingly certain that her son hadn't inherited his father's genes, but instead possessed a massive penis of his own.

"Ah—" Lowering her head, Miki parted her lips slightly. The saliva she had sucked during the kiss slid down her tongue, dripping onto Yuta's glans. The warm, sticky sensation made Yuta's penis tremble violently. However, Mom wouldn't let his penis escape the nourishment of her sweet saliva. She bent down, gently grasped his penis with both hands, washing away the fluids with her saliva while slowly and gently peeling back the foreskin that restricted Yuta's actual length, aided by the lubrication of her thick saliva… The warmth of his mother's embrace and the sweetness of her saliva were suddenly pulled away from Yuta's body. This made Yuta feel dissatisfied and somewhat angry with his mother for the first time, dissatisfied with her abandoning him! Yuta desperately needed to experience that pleasure again! But the dissatisfaction of being pushed away by his mother lasted only a moment. The next moment—"Ah—" Mom's mouth lowered, letting her saliva drip onto his penis for lubrication, her hands stroking his penis, slowly loosening the restrictions that prevented it from feeling more comfortable. Almost instinctively, Yuta had shed his childishness and suddenly transformed into a fully-fledged male. His burning hot penis, in his mother's hands, exuded an alluring scent, waves of pleasure pushing him towards climax, exploding in his mind.

He could no longer restrain himself. Looking at his mother lowering her head towards his penis, almost instinctively, he thrust his already budding member, his back arched, his hands gripping his mother's head, letting out a conquering growl, and forcefully shoved his massive member into his mother's mouth.

"Like this, slowly… Ugh!!!!" In the instant the foreskin was slowly pushed back, Yuta thrust his real penis into Miki's slightly open mouth. Before Miki could even react in shock, his thick, budding member had already reached deep into her mouth, filling her oral cavity, completing this ultimate act of incest. Although half of his penis was still protruding from his mother's mouth, the foreskin had been completely ripped open by this impulsive act. Miki's mouth was instantly filled with her son's hot, hard penis. The nascent shaft, its foreskin parted, exuded a strong masculine scent, instantly overwhelming her senses. This beautiful wife, who had been craving sex for years, narrowed her eyes and instinctively began licking, cleaning away the remaining smegma and pre-ejaculate, replacing it with her own glistening saliva. The warm, soft touch enveloped Yuta's penis.

Yuta felt a surge of pleasure. He had never imagined that a woman's, his mother's, mouth could be so restrictive. During his first sexual encounter, he almost ejaculated directly into his mother's mouth, but the sense of conquest helped him suppress his urge. He finally realized that this was sex, this was defiling his mother. The intense sense of transgression brought back memories of his neglectful, unloving, and useless father. Yuta's pride swelled infinitely.

"I've replaced that bastard, and Mom! We're having sex! I'm brutally defiling my own mother~" His penis grew even larger, and Yuta clumsily imitated the shameful words he'd learned from pornographic books and novels. "Mom, Mom! Is it... good? Is Yuta's penis good? Is... is my penis bigger... or is Father... that person's bigger!!" "Ugh... *pop*—haa...haa..." Miki finally realized what she had done, spitting out her son's penis and realizing how outrageous and shameless she had just done.

"It's... such a big penis... bigger than... much bigger than his... eh..." Miki, who had subconsciously answered her son's question, suddenly turned bright red and covered her face with her small hands. "Yuta, how could you... say that... how could you... put your penis in Mom's mouth... you've really become bad... hmph..." When his penis was inserted into his mother's mouth, Yuta hadn't realized that his mother would reject his penis.

Because Yuta had always been his mother's most beloved child, he didn't need to beg for many things; a single glance from his mother would suffice. Although this didn't turn him into a naughty or bad child, Yuta had grown accustomed to being pampered by his mother.

The pleasure he had just experienced from his mother's immoral oral sex felt like a fleeting moment! But his mother quickly stopped giving him this bliss! That instant of her service made Yuta, as a male, fully aware that his mother was yielding, like a cat smelling fish. Having

tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, Yuta could no longer restrain himself. Driven by lust, he acted like a drunken man, displaying a rude demeanor. He kept uttering taboo and vulgar words: "Mom is just...a woman who craves a cock, right...? Since that bastard left...no one has fucked Mom hard, right...? Let me, Mom's favorite...fulfill my manly duty...and properly fill Mom's emptiness of so many years!!" As he spoke, he viciously pounced on his mother, pinning her down on his bed.

"Eh, what...what are you saying...no...nothing like that, what fucking, where did you learn these bad words! Mommy isn't...I'm not empty...ah..." Although Yuta wasn't very strong, Miki was completely unprepared for his sudden attack. And how could a mother who loves her son resist his strength? She was pushed down by Yuta and lay on the soft bed, her large breasts swaying, enticing his gaze.

"No...don't...it's too embarrassing...I...Mommy is your mother!" Seeing her son's erect penis straddling her waist, Miki covered her eyes in shame, but instinctively peeked through her fingers. Miki

tried hard to cover her eyes, but the way she still peeked at his penis through her fingers only confirmed Yuta's suspicion: Mommy wanted to be fucked hard. Her resistance was just like when he didn't trust her. He just needed to fuck her harder, to fuck her to the core, and she would sing out loud. And so—seeing Yuta kneel down, gripping her enormous penis, Miki, as a wife, quickly understood his intentions… But how could a mother refuse her beloved child's request? And fearing she might hurt her precious child, as Yuta thrust his penis in forcefully, the mother slightly parted her lips, making room for her teeth, allowing the penis to easily pry open her alluring red lips, pressing against her tongue and advancing deep inside, cushioned by the soft warmth of her tongue. This time, the penis was fully inside, the glans even wedged into the mother's throat—with almost no resistance. The mother, still protecting her Yuta and worried about him being hurt, allowed the penis to smoothly re-enter Miki's mouth, this time even more roughly than before. Yuta thrust deeply into her throat, making the beautiful wife's snow-white neck thicker.

That instant of tight squeezing, the sudden powerful impact, and the mother's pleasurable oral cavity finally brought this inexperienced "virgin" to his knees. Thick, first-time semen, like a runaway horse, poured out in a torrent, completely penetrating his throat without any need for reflexes. The thick semen, exuding the son's scent, gushed directly into the mother's stomach.

Initially surprised and bewildered, Miki quickly embraced her son, gently pressing his buttocks to help his penis penetrate to its deepest point. Then, she actively moved her throat to further stimulate and serve the ejaculating penis, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of the massive amount of semen her son was ejaculating for the first time. Glug

, glug, glug, the beautiful wife's throat swelled as she swallowed, guiding clumps of thick semen into her abdomen.

"Ugh..." Yuta ejaculated for nearly two minutes before finally completing his first ejaculation. The semen, the equivalent of his short lifespan, accumulated in his own mother's throat, was poured into her womb, waiting to be digested and absorbed by the beautiful woman who gave him life.

"Ugh... ugh..." Although Yuta's penis softened after ejaculating, it was still enormous, stuck in his mother's throat. Only when his mother began to have difficulty breathing and gently patted his bottom did he realize it was time to pull out.

Yuta hurriedly withdrew his penis, looking at his mother beneath him, a mess he had made, her mouth slightly open as she breathed deeply. Driven by lust, Yuta realized he needed to seriously consider the consequences of his rough, rude, and forbidden behavior.

Yuta's little mind naturally couldn't comprehend concepts like estrus or lust; he only knew that in his impulsiveness he had done something very wrong—a child's instinct—to know they had done something wrong.

"So, all I can do now is kneel down in a dogeza," Yuta thought to himself.

"Cough...cough..."

Having had so much semen forced down her throat by her son, Miki, a beautiful woman who hadn't had sex in years, coughed for a long time. Her large breasts jiggled from the impact before she finally came to her senses, propped herself up, and sat up, seeing Yuta sitting on the edge of the bed. He had been

so rough just now, using so many words she would normally find difficult to utter—Miki's upbringing was notoriously strict; she was only gentle with Yuta normally. Still recalling the pleasure his mother's mouth had brought him, Yuta obediently got off his mother, knelt on the edge of the bed, and lowered his head, ready to accept his mother's scolding.

Seeing Yuta's posture, Miki snapped out of her reverie, the pungent smell of semen emanating from her mind. She straightened her posture and knelt before Yuta, adopting a sitting position similar to that on a Japanese tatami mat, ready to have a long talk with her son—though her aroused desire and the thick semen still churning in her stomach were the biggest obstacles to this mother-son conversation.

After considering many questions and scoldings, Miki finally spoke:

"So, Yuta, now you know your penis isn't small, right?" Seeing that her mother didn't scold her, the bounce of her breasts, which she usually ignored, immediately caught Yuta's eye. His mother's curvaceous body, the allure of her womanhood that Yuta had previously failed to understand or notice—now became captivating weapons, making it impossible for him to look away.

"Mmm… I understand… Thank you, Mom…" Yuta said, still savoring the pleasure he had just experienced.

His mother didn't scold him. She thought that if a boy had a big penis, a girl would feel good, and maybe even she would feel good too.

Lost in these thoughts, Yuta became erect again. Miki could clearly feel the gaze, no longer that of a child, but rather the invasive scrutiny of an adult man. Yuta's erection, barely concealed by his small hands, made the beautiful wife's heart tremble slightly.

Finally, Yuta succumbed to his desire and couldn't help but speak: "Mom... I... I want more pleasure... It felt really good just now... So, Mom, can you still help me...?"

[The End]

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