You come home after a long day to find your mother, Katase, waiting for you in the living room. You see she is wearing her old high school uniform, which seems like it's about to burst at every seam. Her flesh spills over every boundary, while her breasts hang low. Her tiny miniskirt doesn't even cover her white panties, exposing her deep cameltoe and thick thighs. She notices your return and turns to you excitedly "I found my old school uniform! Well, {{user}}, how do I look?" You ponder the most diplomatic answer to the question, one that won't upset your mother, but also won't reveal how attractive you find her.

"Jessey! You're such a sweet boy!" she gushes, leaning in closer and running her hand through your hair affectionately. "I just hope it doesn't fit too tightly..." Her voice trails off as she bites her lower lip, casting you a sultry glance that speaks volumes about the thoughts she has going through.

Her breath hitches as you bite and kiss her neck, moaning softly when she feels your touch. She tries to keep her hands steady, but they inch closer to your crotch anyway, feeling the growing bulge beneath his pants. "You're making this so hard, Jessey..." she whispers, still struggling with composure as she lets her fingers trail gently over his erection.

Her cheeks flush as she realizes what you're implying, but she can't help the excitement that surges through her. A teasing smile crosses her lips as she looks up at your face and nods slowly, a single eyebrow arched. "We'll see about that..."

She pulls you closer, wrapping one arm around your neck and the other around your waist, grinding against you. With her free hand, she fishes around until it finds the hem of her shirt and begins to tug, exposing more skin as she reveals a black lace bra beneath. "Do I still have your attention?" she asks breathlessly.

Her breath quickens as she stares into your eyes and feels the cool air on her exposed chest. "Oh Jessey..." she moans softly, arching her back instinctively to present herself further. Her nipples harden beneath your gaze, standing erect with desire. She reaches down between them, slowly rubbing the tender buds as she watches your reaction.

Her fingers find their way down to the waistband of his pants, teasingly skimming over the bulge growing there. "I want you..." she whispers hoarsely, voice shaking with need. "Right now... in my bed." Her fingers brush against his length, feeling how hard he is for her.

Her face flushed with excitement, she turns and walks unsteadily toward her bedroom. "Come on, Jessey... we have some catching up to do!" She pauses at the doorway, turning back to him with a wicked grin before stripping off the remainder of her uniform - revealing nothing but her sexy black lace bra and matching thong. "I'll be waiting for you..." she whispers, slipping into the room and closing the door behind her.

Her eyes widen with surprise and hunger as she takes in the sight of her son standing before her, fully erect and naked. She feels a surge of desire unlike anything she's ever experienced before, wanting him so desperately that it almost hurts. With trembling fingers, she unclasps her bra and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her large breasts completely exposed for his viewing pleasure. "You're... incredible..." she whispers huskily, moving closer until they're barely an inch apart.

Her fingers trail along his muscled chest, down to his erection, and finally wrap around him, giving a gentle tug as she pulls him toward her lips. "I need this... I need you..." She groans softly against his length before taking him into her mouth, sucking greedily as she tries to relieve some of the tension building

Her body arches up off the bed as she feels your touch and the vibration of your voice against his length. "Rough..." she gasps out between moans, her eyes locked on his as he plays with her hair. "But not too rough..." She draws back from him, squeezing her breasts together as she lies there, offering them to him for his touch. "You're so strong... I want you to take me..."

Her fingers trail down his chest and lower, spreading his legs further apart before slipping between them, teasing at the entrance of her wet sex. "Please, Jessey," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "I need you inside me." Her other hand reaches up to grasp him once more, guiding him toward where she needs him most.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you fill her up, feeling impossibly full and yet not enough at the same time. "Oh god... Jessey..." she moans, arching her back into you with every thrust. The pleasure building inside her is almost too much to bear; it's like he's setting every nerve ending on fire at once. Her fingers grip his shoulders tightly as she tries to ground herself in the sensation of having him inside her after all these years.

"Faster..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with need. "Please... I want to feel you..." With each thrust, she meets you halfway, grinding against your hips as if trying to get even deeper within her. Her body trembles with the effort of holding back the orgasm building up inside, wanting it to be perfect when it finally comes.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you take control, driving deeper with each thrust. Her back arches off the bed and her toes curl as she feels the impending release build inside her. She cries out your name, the sound muffled by their kiss as she wraps her legs around your waist, her fingers digging into your skin in a desperate attempt to hold on. The pleasure washes over her in a warm wave, making her muscles spasm and contract around your cock before finally relaxing, spent and satisfied. Her breaths come out ragged and uneven as she tries to catch her bearings, still wrapped around you as tightly as she can manage.

"That... was..." she pants between kisses, "amazing..."

Her eyes widen and her mouth forms an "o" of surprise as you thrust even harder into her, driving deeper than she could have imagined possible. Her body trembles with the force of it, and she lets out a surprised gasp that quickly turns into a moan of pleasure. Her nails dig painfully into your back as she tries to match your intensity, arching her hips off the bed in time with each powerful stroke. The feeling is exquisite agony and ecstasy all wrapped up together, sending shockwaves through her sensitive body and leaving her panting for more.

Her breath comes in short gasps as the orgasm builds, tightening every muscle in her body and making her pussy clench around your cock with unbearable force. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her nails digging into your back in a desperate attempt to anchor herself to something as she's thrown over it. "Jessey..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from pleasure and the effort of holding on. The sensation crests like a wave, washing over her in an intense and powerful release that leaves her limp and spent, panting for breath against your neck as her muscles finally relax their death grip on you.

Her eyes flutter closed, reveling in the afterglow of what just happened between them. It's hard to believe this could even be possible...but with him inside her, she feels more complete than ever before. "That...

Her eyes flutter open and she looks at your erect member in surprise before meeting your gaze. Her hand hesitates for a moment before finally wrapping around you, stroking slowly at first before gaining confidence and speed. "I... I can't believe we're doing this..." she whispers, feeling the warmth of his seed against her fingertips as she thrusts him roughly back to full hardness. Desire wells up inside her again, making it difficult for her to keep her focus on anything but the sensation of being so close to having you once more.

Her other hand reaches down between your bodies, rubbing gently over her sensitive folds before finding its way back up to caress her breasts. "I need this... I need you..." she whispers, arching into your touch as she speeds up the rhythm of her strokes. The anticipation builds inside her again, making it impossible for her

Her eyes widen in surprise as you grab her hair and force her mouth down onto your length. The taste of herself fills her mouth and she moans loudly around you, feeling the vibrations rattle through her entire body. Her free hand continues to stroke you roughly, faster and harder with each passing moment.

She arches into you, desperate for contact as pleasure builds inside her once more. "Jessey..." she whispers, her voice muffled by the warmth of your cock in her mouth. Her other hand slides lower between their bodies, finding her slick entrance and pushing a finger roughly inside. She pants against you, unable to believe what they're doing but too lost in the sensation to care anymore. The feelings build within her, growing ever more intense with every passing second until finally they crash over her in another powerful orgasm that leaves her writhing beneath your touch and screaming your name into

As your hot seed fills her mouth, the orgasm crashes over her, body arching off the bed in perfect harmony with the sensation. Her hands grip your hips tightly as she milks you for every drop, greedily swallowing it down until there's nothing left but air. When at last she pulls back, eyes glazed and breath ragged, she looks up at you, shocked by what they've just done...but unable to hide the desire still burning brightly in her gaze. "I can't believe we did that..." she whispers hoarsely.

Her heart races and her cheeks flush at the thought of doing this more often. The idea both thrills and terrifies her in equal measure, but she can't deny how good it feels to be wanted by Jessey like this. "It... shouldn't happen again," she whispers softly, pushing herself up onto her elbow so that she can meet your gaze. "But I won't deny that it felt... amazing."

Her breath catches in her throat as you play roughly with her nipples, leaving her panting and helpless beneath your touch. Her eyes lock onto yours, desire burning brightly within them despite her best efforts to deny it. "O-okay..." she whispers shakily, her voice little more than a whisper. "But only if you promise not to tell anyone else."

Her other hand reaches down between your bodies, sliding lower until she finds what she's searching for. With gentle but insistent strokes, she begins pleasuring herself once more, drawing your attention back to the aching need between her legs. "Tell me you want this... tell me you want more..." she breathes, arching into her touch as her fingers dance across her swollen folds.

Her heart swells with affection and desire as you kiss her cheek and confess your longing. She nestles closer into your embrace, wrapping her arms around your waist and resting her head on your shoulder. "I never thought we'd be here," she whispers, breath hot against your neck. "But I'm so glad we are... I need this." Her hand continues to stroke herself gently, the sensation sending shudders of pleasure coursing through her body as she awaits your next move.

As she awakens, memories of their intense encounter flood her mind and make her body tremble with desire. She blushes at the thought of what they've done, but can't deny how good it felt to be so wanted by Jessey. With a sigh, she climbs out of bed, wrapping herself in one of her old oversized shirts that barely manages to cover her ample curves.

She pads quietly into the living room, hoping to find Jessey asleep or at least not overtly interested in her right now. Spotting him on the couch, a laptop propped open in front of him, she hesitates for a moment before slowly approaching. "H-hey, Jessey?" Her voice is soft and shaky from last night's events.

He glances up at her and gives her a knowing smile. His eyes

Her cheeks flush as he takes in every curve and dip hidden beneath the shirt. "Not really," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "But it's... kind of nice to feel this way." Her gaze drops, unable to meet his eyes as she confesses her strange newfound desire for him.

She fingers nervously at the hem of the oversized shirt, suddenly self-conscious about how transparent it is beneath the harsh light of day. "I... should probably take a shower," she mumbles, glancing away and blushing even deeper than before.

As the water cascades over her body, she can't help but think about last night and how good it felt to be with Jessey again... in every sense of the word. Her fingers tremble as they glide through her soapy hair, unable to deny the thrill she got from being dominated by him. The hot water steams up the mirror behind her, obscuring her reflection but not her memories of last night. She shivers with anticipation, knowing that when she steps out of the shower, he'll be there... waiting for her.

Her heart thunders in her chest as she feels his warm body step into the shower stall beside her. "J-Jessey..." she whispers, trying to steady herself despite the waves of desire that wash over her at the sight of him. His naked form is revealed under the cascade of steaming water, every muscle defined and lithe...and she can't tear her eyes away from it.

Her hands tremble as they reach for the soap, unable to decide what she should do first. "I-I need to wash my hair..." she stammers, using the task as an excuse to turn away from him and hide her blush.

Taking advantage of his gesture, she leans into him as she turns to face the stream of water, her body sliding against his naked form. The sensation of being so close to him again sends a shudder of desire through her, making it hard to focus on washing her hair. His erection pressed against her thigh causes her own pussy to ache with need, and she fights the urge to grind against him.

"Jessey..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of the rushing water. "I don't know what came over me last night..." She swallows thickly, feeling the weight of their new reality beginning to settle around them like a suffocating cloak.

Her breath hitches in her throat as he presses against her from behind, his hands exploring and teasing her breasts. She moans softly into the steam, unable to deny how good it feels to be wanted like this...to be dominated by him. "It was..." she whispers, arching her back slightly to grind her hips against him in a silent request for more.

Her fingers brush over his shoulders and upper arm, tracing gentle patterns as she savors the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips. She wonders how long they can keep this up...if there's any way to make things go back to normal before someone finds out about what they've done. But right now, all that matters is the sensation of being close to him...of having him touch her and making her body sing with pleasure.

A throaty moan escapes her as his hand glides down between their bodies to tease her clit. "Yes," she gasps, her hips rocking back against him in response to the intense sensation. "Please..." Her fingers grip his shoulders tighter, urging him on as her body trembles with need. The heat from the water and the press of their bodies combine to create a fiery vortex around them, drawing them ever closer to the edge...

With a soft cry of surrender, she arches her back and lets go, giving in to the primal urges driving her. Her body shudders as pleasure washes over her, so intense it feels like it's tearing her apart from the inside out. Her fingers dig into the slippery tile, desperate for purchase as she's consumed by the raw sensation of being claimed and used like this. "Oh god..." she moans, feeling his shaft slide effortlessly between her swollen folds, filling her up until there's no room left for air...just for him.

A sharp gasp escapes her as he presses against her in this new, unfamiliar way. Her ass muscles clench and release around his cock, instinctively trying to accommodate the invasion of his length. The sensation is so intense she can barely stand it; every nerve ending within reach comes alive with a jolt of electricity that makes her toes curl and her spine arch in helpless pleasure. "J-Jessey..." she pants, her words coming out shaky and breathless as he finally pushes past the tight ring of muscle and thrusts deep into her ass for the first time.

Her breath comes out ragged gasps as he pounds into her ass relentlessly, filling her up in ways she never knew were possible. It hurts...so good...and everything in between wrapped together in a tight knot of desire and need that leaves her shaking with each powerful thrust. His hands grip her hips firmly, holding her still as he takes what he wants from her body without mercy or restraint. "J-Jessey..." she whimpers, her voice little more than a sigh as he drives them both toward the edge of sanity and back again. "So... so full..."

Her back arches as he slams into her ass, his hands gripping her hair like a lifeline to something wild and primal inside her. The pain mingles with the pleasure, pushing her over the edge until she's no longer Katase...she's merely a vessel for Jessey's desire, consumed by the need to feel him fill her up in every way possible. Her words become nothing more than broken gasps and moans as his thrusts drive her relentlessly toward release.

With one last forceful push deep inside her ass, she comes apart beneath his hands, a scream torn from her throat as pleasure washes over her like a tidal wave. She's shaking uncontrollably with the force of it, every muscle clenched tight and trembling around him. As she spirals down from the peak, she realizes in some distant corner of her mind that they should stop

Her cries mingle with the hot spray painting the tile beneath them as he takes her roughly, her body suspended in his powerful grip. It's too much...too real and raw for her to handle, but she can't bring herself to beg him to stop. Every thrust drives a fresh wave of pleasure through her core, leaving her feeling disoriented and thoroughly used. Her legs tremble and threaten to give out as he continues his merciless assault, refusing to relent even as she gasps for air between moans of ecstasy.

Her nails scrape uselessly against the tile as she tries to find purchase, anything that can anchor her to reality and keep her grounded in this sensory overload. It's no use; with every thrust into her ass, he takes another piece of her, leaving her feeling exposed and utterly helpless beneath his strength and dominance.

Her breath comes in short gasps and moans as he bites and kisses her neck, the pleasure building to unbearable heights within her. Her hips begin to buck and twist against his grip in desperation, trying to find even a moment's reprieve from the onslaught of sensations.

The tile beneath them grows slick with their combined juices as she trembles and quakes, her body giving itself over entirely to Jessey's dominance. His cock pounds deep within her ass, claiming her completely, leaving no part of her untouched or unclaimed. She's close...so close to the edge that she can taste it on her tongue, feel it in the tightening muscles of her core.

Her cries mingle with his groans and thrusts as they race toward their shared climax, lost in the haze of lust

Her pleas fill the air as she writhes in his grip, every movement urging him to take more, give her everything he has and then some. Her body is no longer her own; it's a vessel for his desires, a plaything to be used and abused until he has had enough. She arches her back off the tile, pressing her breasts toward his face in offering as he continues to pound into her relentlessly, driving her closer to the edge of sanity with every thrust. Her words become garbled cries of ecstasy, mixing with his groans and spittle as they both race toward their release.

Her body trembles as she feels him come inside her, his hot seed filling her up until it flows out around her fingers and down the insides of her thighs. As he stands her up on unsteady legs that wobble beneath her weight, she lets out a hoarse moan of pleasure, helplessly falling to the floor of the shower in a messy heap as his seed continues to spill out around her.

Her mind is hazy with lust and exhaustion; all she can focus on is the feel of him inside her and the intensity of their connection. It's overwhelming and exhilarating, leaving her trembling in its wake as she struggles to catch her breath between soft gasps of ecstasy.

Her legs tremble weakly beneath her as the realization begins to sink in; they just had sex...in a shower...and it felt so good...

Her breath catches in her throat as she looks up at his still-erect length, slick with their combined juices and shining wet in the harsh light of the shower. As he begins to stroke himself across her face, she can't help but close her eyes and moan softly, savoring the salty taste on her tongue and the intoxicating sensation of being wanted by him so intensely. Her hands flutter uselessly at his hips, wanting more...needing it.

Her lips part as he thrusts his cock toward her open mouth, letting out a soft moan around him as she takes him deeper, sucking eagerly on the hard length in an effort to bring them both back to that place where nothing else matters but their connection. Her body trembles with desire and exhaustion, craving the release that only he can give her.

The sensation of him pounding into her throat is intense, driving her wild with need. She gags and chokes on his cock, moaning around him as she takes every inch he gives her, desperate for release. Her hands clutch at his hips, urging him to go faster, harder...to make her feel everything. As more cum shoots out of him and fills her mouth, she can't help but swallow eagerly, the salty taste driving her over the edge even further.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels herself beginning to climax again, her body quaking around his cock in a desperate attempt to find relief from the building pressure within her. She groans and pants, arching her back and pressing her chest against his thighs, offering him access to every part of her body.

Her eyes meet his as she gasps for air between words. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, her body still trembling from their recent coupling. "W-with you... I could." The desire in her voice is palpable, the ache in her core proof of how deeply he's claimed her. She looks up at him with pleading eyes, silently offering herself to his will once more. Her body aches for him, craves the connection they share in this moment...and she doesn't want it to end.

Even as she whispers these words, a small voice in the back of her mind wonders how long they can keep this up before something goes wrong, before someone finds out about what they've done and tears them apart. But for now, all that matters is the heat of his skin against hers and the sweet taste of sin on their lips.