Uncontrollable desires

Fumi woke up earlier than usual the next morning. She felt someone lying beside her, still half-asleep, so she reached out her hand. Her palm didn't touch Yoshihiko's permed hair, but rather a very short buzz cut.
Fumi hurriedly pulled back the covers, and there she saw her son, curled up like a hibernating squirrel, fast asleep. Embarrassing memories from the previous night flooded back, and her face flushed crimson with shame. She desperately wanted to disappear into a hole in the ground.
(Ah...ah...what was wrong with me last night?
Did I lose my mind because I was drunk? Unable to bear seeing her son in pain, Fumi, as his mother, gave him a deep kiss. She was currently only wearing a bra and panties, dressed very casually, and had her young son sleeping beside her—where else could one see such a mother? In the end, her son ripped off her bra, exposing her breasts. She gasped sweetly with excitement, trying to stop Shinji, but her breasts only became more prominent. The thought of being embraced and raped by her son made Fumi tremble all over.
She clearly remembered Shinji's penis throbbing against her thigh, even though she felt disgusted. Her vagina contracted painfully, her heart pounded, and her body felt an indescribable burning heat. To be in this state facing Shinji...) She had absolutely no confidence that she could calm down if she were facing him.
That's it, she decided. She'd only make breakfast this morning and get to the company before Xin Si woke up. Xin Si must have woken up feeling unhappy this morning, but she hoped they could both calm down a bit by evening. Fumi secretly lifted the covers and sat up.
Seeing her son, curled up with an innocent sleeping face, completely oblivious to his mother's troubles, she suddenly felt a surge of resentment mixed with intense affection for him. Fumi's eyes widened in surprise. Xin Si's pure white underwear, which he had changed into last night, now had a large bulge. It was obvious that his penis, which had shrunk after their passionate encounter, had grown back to an even more prominent bulge than last night.
Was Xin Si having a lewd dream? A lewd smile played on his lips. His fingers automatically slipped inside his underwear, playing with his erect penis.
(Am I dreaming?)
The thought sent a surge of intense sensuality through Fumi's lower abdomen, leaving her feeling utterly weak. Fumi collapsed onto the bed. It was her son dreaming of his mother in a lewd pose, touching his erect penis—a truly sinful scene. Even so, Fumi felt her blood boiling; the sensuality of a thirty-year-old woman had been awakened!
She instinctively reached for her already burning breasts, about to touch her panties, but ultimately stopped herself.
(No! No! Look away!)
Even knowing this, Fumi couldn't look away. Just then, like a butterfly lured by nectar, Fumi slowly brought her face close to Shinji's thigh, staring at the penis protruding from his underwear. The pure white underwear was spread open, the tip already soaked, and then she smelled the same fishy, pungent smell as last night.
When she slowly inhaled, the smell filled her nostrils, causing Fumi's clitoris to ache.
(Ah...ah...I really want to touch it.)
She never thought she would have such a lewd thought, but in the end, Fumi gave in.
(Just a little touch is enough. I don't want to do anything bad. I'll stop as soon as Shinji wakes up.)
(No...no...you can't just do this...) Fumi's lustful sensuality and her maternal love clashed fiercely, driving her mad and leaving her bewildered. Finally, Fumi extended her soft, pink-painted nails towards the protruding white panties. The fingers that had once caressed her husband's penis trembled as if electrocuted the moment they touched her son's.
(So powerful...ah...ah...hard and hot!
The youthful passion emanating from the panties, the engorged flesh that had been pounding between Fumi's soft thighs last night, now reached the weak woman's fingers.)
(Ah...ah...Shinji...your penis is so hard it's so endearing, don't worry! Mother will gently caress it.
Because it's a mother's responsibility to fulfill her child's unfulfilled dreams, an unexpectedly lewd desire arose in her heart and grew stronger. For Fumi, she didn't currently consider that if Shinji woke up, it would be quite troublesome.
Driven by a dangerous impulse, Fumi played with the wet glans of Shinji's penis. Even in her sleep, she could feel it; the penis trembled slightly, its firm and handsome appearance was so endearing! Fumi used her shiny fingernails to find the opening of her underwear; as soon as she opened it, the lustful penis would spring out completely. Just
thinking about it excited her whole heart.
But, she couldn't... ) In the final moment, Fumi barely managed to control herself. Shinji was her true son, by blood, and driven by lewd desire, she was momentarily confused. Their beautiful life together, so far, could not be ruined.
If they lived only to satisfy each other's desires, wouldn't that be no different from beasts? When Fumi finally regained her senses and removed her hand, a sense of loss, as if she had lost a part of herself, overwhelmed her. She took a deep breath, straightened her bent-over body, and secretly covered Shinji's head with the blanket.
Her nipples were swollen and painfully painful, her underwear bulged completely, and the engorged clitoris caused indescribable pain. Hot fluid had seeped out, soaking her underwear. Before going to work, she tried to calm herself... The only way to quell the body's fire was to take a cold shower.
Fumi inherited her husband's imported goods store; the downstairs was a high-end shop, and the second floor housed her office and warehouse. Customers entering the store were first drawn to the interesting decor and the neatly arranged merchandise, and secondly, to the beautiful woman who moved about the shop. Dressed in a light blue suit, Fumi directing the staff was completely different from her motherly self at home; she gave the impression of a very decisive and strong woman. Even the self-proclaimed young female staff couldn't help but cast envious glances at the mature and voluptuous boss!
Although her waist was fuller than before, it made her even more feminine. Because she wasn't wearing heavy makeup, even though she was already thirty... At fifteen years old, her skin remained consistently radiant and taut. Her occasional radiant smiles would astound any customer! With slightly heavier makeup and sexy clothes, she would undoubtedly be mistaken for the owner of a high-class club.
Around three o'clock that afternoon, Fumi handed the shop over to the girls and went upstairs to handle some paperwork.
She heard a knock at the door and slowly looked up. To her surprise, standing before her was Yoshitsu, who had proposed to her. Kagami, like Fumi, ran an import business, but unlike her small shop, he owned several stores, making him a large-scale company. Wearing Polo glasses and a Lacoste suit, his entire outfit was high-end imported goods—a sophisticated style that never came across as tacky.
"What's wrong! What brings you here today? You're a rare guest indeed. Please have a seat."
The unexpected visitor filled Fumi with undisguised joy. She gestured for Elliot to sit down, then walked around the desk and sat in front of him.
"I'm going to Hong Kong next week. I plan to meet with them."
"Ah! You mean that matter?"
Fumi's shop planned to do business with a large trading company in Hong Kong through Elliot's introduction. For Fumi, who didn't have any major clients in Hong Kong, this meant that if things went smoothly, orders would gradually increase. Therefore, as the person in charge, Fumi thought it best to go to Hong Kong beforehand to meet with the person in charge.
No, even if it was called a negotiation, it wasn't really that simple—it was that man named Hall! Why was Elliot hesitating when he mentioned this? Normally, he would speak frankly when he had something to say, but today his attitude made Fumi uneasy and curious.
So she waited for Elliot to continue: "I started seeing him five years ago. He's not a bad guy, but he has a troubling habit. That is, as soon as he sees a beautiful woman, he immediately tries to get close to her, regardless of what others think."
Elliot spoke very cautiously, looking at Fumi as if he had something else to say. Seeing Elliot's ambiguous attitude, Fumi finally understood what he meant. Elliot was worried that the man named Hall might seduce Fumi.
"Thank you! Yoshitsu, I'm so glad you're worried about me! If I'm considered to have an allure that's easy to seduce. But, I already have a boyfriend like you, so it seems I don't need to worry!"
Seeing Fumi's joking attitude, Yoshitsu shook his head seriously.
"The problem is, if that guy takes a liking to someone, he won't care if she's someone else's lover or wife, and he'll use very strong methods. If I reject him, he might hint at breaking the contract or ruining our relationship."
No matter how much Yoshitsu threatened her, Fumi didn't feel there was any need to worry. Up until now, she had single-handedly managed the company, signed contracts, and then been deliberately broken off several times. But she had handled them all quite well and had never been criticized by anyone.
"It's okay! Don't worry."
Fumi wanted to comfort Yoshitsu, but his overly serious manner suddenly made her think that something different from usual was about to happen. Was the stimulation from this morning still lingering somewhere in her body, making Fumi bolder than usual? Suddenly, Fumi rose gracefully from her silent position opposite Yoritsu, moving with the supple movements of a feline.
As Yoritsu looked at her with surprise, Fumi flashed him a radiant smile, then gently swept her glossy black hair behind her creamy white neck. She immediately sat down beside Yoritsu; only in his presence would she reveal her most sensual side.
"My dear Yoritsu, what methods did he use to seduce me? If I don't find out now, I'll be at a loss later."
Fumi felt an indescribable excitement at being seduced by a man! The transformation into a "bad woman" made her spirit exceptionally high! She whispered softly in Yoritsu's ear, her voice wet with desire, as she gently touched his hand with her most beautiful and tender fingers.
"Like, touching the hand of a woman you like right now, like this."
Her fingers lightly intertwined with Yoritsu's, a loving caress, causing his thick fingers to tremble with excitement.
"Hahaha... You're acting like a whore. I'd be a little worried if you might touch my feet."
Fumi revealed a lewd expression, moving even closer to Kagami, then casting languid glances at him while nestling against Yoshitsu. Her long, slender legs, clad in high heels, stretched out straight, her full thighs encased in stockings, exposed from her light blue tight dress, leaving Yoshitsu speechless!
"Right, right, perhaps I should test you a little! Do you like other men besides me?"
Yoshitsu, who had been passive until now, spoke while touching Fumi's knee.
By this time, Fumi was already trembling with excitement, wanting to fan away Yoshitsu's passion as he carefully caressed her thighs, so she deliberately held down Yoshitsu's hands.
"No! No problem, even without testing, ah... ah... ah... no!"
Fumi uttered weak words of refusal in a hoarse voice, meaning nothing more than wanting more. As expected, Yili's hand slipped inside her skirt, caressing the soft base of her thighs. The sweet stimulation caused her mature body to tremble seductively.
"No... ah... ah... you're trying to tease me! Stop! Please, or I won't be able to hold back!"
"It's not enough to just lose control like this."
The moment his teasing fingers pressed against her most sensitive clitoris, a low moan escaped from her beautiful lips, which were clenched between her teeth! The woman's voluptuous body was skillfully controlled, and the flames that had been extinguished by the cold water bath burned even more fiercely than before.
Fumi finally understood how much she needed a man's caresses! The stimulation of receiving lewd caresses in an office where someone could break in at any moment caused Fumi's whole body to tremble. His hand slipped inside her suit collar and immediately began to knead her breasts, but Fumi couldn't remain silent. Fumi had now surrendered her entire body to Yili, finally letting out a seductive gasp.
“I didn’t know you were so easily aroused. It worries me. If that guy catches you, you’ll definitely be seduced.”
The overflowing juices had already soaked his underwear; seeing how wet it was, Yili should have realized what was happening long ago. Fumi glared hatefully at Yili, who was still sliding his fingers between his thighs, her eyes wet with desire. Trying to hide her rising shyness, Fumi boldly reached her hand down to Yili’s lower body, patting the throbbing penis that was already protruding from his expensive suit trousers. Remembering the morning she had touched her son’s penis, Fumi controlled her racing heart and stroked the erection.
Yili let out a soft moan, his voice trembling with pleasure.
“What’s wrong with you today?”
Of course, Yili had no idea that Fumi had played with his penis that morning. Fumi, seemingly venting her frustration at unfulfilled desires, vigorously rubbed Yili's penis up and down against her suit trousers. Age played a part; although its hardness was slightly less than Shinji's, it still felt remarkably firm and trembled in her hand.
The thought of that firm penis penetrating her flesh and bringing indescribable pleasure fueled Fumi's sensuality even more intensely.
"Ah...in...ah...ah...I can't hold back anymore,"
she rasped.
Yili then left the sofa, kneeling before Fumi, and suddenly roughly rolled her skirt up to her waist, then reached for her pantyhose. Fumi helped him straighten his back, and the pantyhose, clinging tightly to his buttocks, was peeled off like thin skin, revealing the long, slender curves of her full, white thighs.
Next, Yili carefully and slowly pulled his soaked white panties down from his feet. Along the way, the lingering heat below was released like steam. She was wearing nothing under her skirt, making her feel incredibly insecure.
A breeze blew between her thighs, but her body remained burning hot. Fumi, feeling a sense of masochism, secretly spread her full thighs apart. Her red labia, protected by black pubic hair, parted with a hissing sound, both wet and embarrassingly exposed.
However, he wanted Yoritsu to see it carefully and slowly. So, as expected, Yoritsu swallowed hard and headed towards the unsuspecting secret place, stretching out his lustful fingers. The moment his fingers touched the most important part of the flesh, Fumi's body went numb as if electrocuted.
"Ah...ah..." A scream-like sound made Yoritsu hurriedly cover Fumi's mouth.
"Shh, you'll hear it down there."
"Ah...um...you're so bad, touching me like that and telling me not to make a sound."
Seeing Fumi's wet eyes glaring at him with hatred, Yoritsu couldn't help but laugh mischievously.
"Yes, because your expression of trying so hard to control your voice, even though you feel it, is so sexy."
"Idiot!"
The shame that Fumi had forgotten due to her lewdness suddenly surged up, making her face turn red. When a woman is intoxicated by a lewd atmosphere, she can do anything, no matter how shameful. However, as soon as she regained consciousness, it was all over. Her private parts were completely exposed, and she still felt incredibly ashamed. Besides, this was an office, and several employees were working downstairs; they might come up to look for documents.
At this moment, in order to make Fumi feel even more aroused, Elritt intensified his attack on her private parts, wanting the engorged flesh to mix together...

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