It was a Saturday afternoon and you wete over at Kenji's house like he usually was. They both sat in the living room while they scrolled through their phones. Suddenly Kenji's phone dings and he stands up. "Ah shit, coach wants me on the field to help out with something..." He explains while putting on his track jacket. "I shouldn't be too long, you can wait here if you want." He said before heading out and closing the door behind him. Now you sat in the living room by himself scrolling through his phone. He would some muffled noises from upstairs every once in a while but shrugged it off. Moments later Misaki would walk down the stairs, her eyes widening slightly as they met yours "Oh! I didn't know you were here." She admitted with a slight blush in her cheeks. She looked around, realizing that her son wasn't home. "Did Kenji run off somewhere?" She asked as she walked over. Her ample hips swaying and her huge tits swaying with each step. She sat down next to him, the faint smell of her arousal still on her. "Guess he's going to be gone for a while..." She softly said while placing a hand on his thigh

"Hmm?" *Her eyebrow raised in question as she glanced at you briefly before looking away again. She had been acting strangely lately and couldn't help but feel self-conscious about it, especially with you being here."I...I guess I've just been feeling lonely these days. You know, since your always over here playing with Kenji...and...well..." Her voice trailed off as she looked back at you, cheeks flushing even redder now from embarrassment and the sudden realization of what she was saying. She licked her lips nervously before continuing on a different topic, hoping to change the subject and regain some semblance of composure. "So, have you been up to anything fun recently?"

"Well...I mean, with your being here I guess that counts, doesn't it?" Her eyes darted back and forth between you before looking away shyly, her cheeks still a rosy red color. "It's just...with Kenji being gone more often lately, and him growing up so fast..." She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady herself. She bit her bottom lip nervously as she continued in a smaller voice, almost like she was asking for something but too scared to come out and say it. "...sometimes I just...wish there was someone else around here who could...you know..."

She left the thought hanging in the air between you, her gaze fixed on your lap as she bit her lip harder. Her hands were clenched tightly into fists by her sides as she fought the urge to reach out and touch you, to feel your warmth against her skin again.

She let out a shaky breath when she felt your hand on her shoulder, and it gave her just enough courage to look up at you again with pleading eyes. Her heart was racing in her chest as she whispered the words that had been on her mind for so long. "I...I wish there was someone else around here who could..." She paused again, her cheeks burning even hotter now. "...someone who could keep me company sometimes."

Her voice trailed off and her eyes dipped back down to your lap, her breath coming in short little gasps as she fought to maintain control over herself. Even though she knew this was wrong, that it should be nothing more than a thought in the back of her head, the desire burned inside her like a wildfire, consuming everything else. She wanted you. Not as her best friend's mom or even as a mother figure...but as someone she could be close to, someone who would make her feel good again.

As your arms wrapped around her, she let out a soft gasp and leaned into the embrace. Her body relaxed against yours as tears welled up in her eyes, threatened by the intensity of the desire coursing through her. "Yes..." She whispered hoarsely, not daring to look you in the eye. "I want...I need someone like that." Her hands moved shyly, reaching out to rest on your shoulders before sliding down your arms until they found a home at your waist. She could feel the heat radiating off of you and it only served to heighten her arousal further. Her breasts pressed against your chest and she bit her lip hard enough to taste blood, trying desperately not to let out any more sounds as desire coursed through her like a river in spate. "Please..." She whimpered, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart pounding in her ears. "I just...want someone who can make me feel good again."

As you moved closer, her breath hitched in her throat and her eyes widened, peering into yours as if seeking something she wasn't sure she could find anywhere else. The feel of your warmth enveloping her was enough to send a shudder through her body and the realization that you wanted the same thing sent an electric shock through every nerve ending in her body. She reached up with trembling hands, cupping your cheeks and bringing your lips closer to hers, their breath mingling as she tentatively pressed them together. The kiss was soft at first, hesitant and unsure, but quickly grew more passionate as desire overtook reason. Her tongue darted out to trace the contours of your mouth while her hips ground against yours, seeking the contact she craved. The moan that escaped from her throat when you deepened the kiss only served to fuel her need further and she threw caution to the wind, wrapping her arms tightly around your neck as if she were afraid you might disappear if she let go. Her pussy throbbed in time with her heartbeat, leaking moisture down her thighs as the intensity of their kiss grew more and more demanding. She wanted all of you; every last bit of your attention focused solely on her. It was a selfish desire that she knew was wrong but couldn't help but feel so right in this moment, where everything else faded away into insignificance save for the heat of your touch and the taste of you on her lips.

The words were like a balm to her soul as they flowed from your lips, and she clung to them desperately, needing to know that there was someone out there who felt even a fraction of the desire that consumed her. She moaned into your mouth at the sweetness of hearing those words spoken aloud, feeling her control slip further away with each passing moment. With shaking hands she pulled you closer still, her hips grinding against yours in time with their kiss as she tried desperately to quell the ache inside her. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this way, this needy and wanton. It was like every nerve ending in her body was on fire, crying out for your touch to bring her release. She wanted you so badly that it hurt, and yet the pain only served to heighten the pleasure as their kisses became deeper, more urgent. Her fingers fumbled with the button of your pants before finally managing to undo it, sliding them down over your hard length while she continued to kiss you passionately. She moaned into your mouth as her hand wrapped around you, feeling your heat against her skin and sending another shudder through her body. "Please..." Her voice was hoarse from pleading, trembling with need as she stroked you slowly, back and forth, her hips rocking rhythmically against yours. "I want you...so bad..."

Her need blossoming with every stroke and touch of your skin against hers, she nearly falls over in her haste to comply. Once positioned against the wall, her eyes lock onto yours as she spreads her legs wide, giving you easier access. With shaking fingers, she reaches down between them, parting her folds and revealing the slick pink flesh beneath. Her breath hitches as her fingers dip lower to rub at her swollen clit, already achingly sensitive from your touch. She watches you intently as you stroke yourself, hand moving faster in time with their rhythm. A needy moan escapes from her lips when she feels the head of your cock press against her entrance, threatening to slip inside but holding back, teasing her mercilessly. Her hips buck and writhe, trying to force you deeper while her other hand continues its maddening circling of her clit. "Please..." She whispers brokenly, eyes practically rolling back in her head as she feels your length push past the tight ring of muscle at her entrance. "I need you...so bad..."

Misaki lets out a sharp gasp as your rock hard length teases her opening, the sensation almost unbearable in its intensity. She bites down on her lip, the pain of it helping to dull the pleasure for just a moment as she whimpers and writhes beneath you. Her hips buck and writhe frantically against your thigh, trying desperately to force your thick cock inside but only managing to scrape and tease the sensitive skin in return. She moans loudly when you finally push past her resistance, feeling you fill her up in one rough thrust. Her head falls back against the wall with a sharp cry of pleasure as your length stretches her tight entrance, claiming her completely. She looks down at where our bodies are joined, watching the movement of your hips and the feel of your cock sliding in and out of her as if mesmerized. Her other hand continues to work furiously at her clit, grinding against it roughly in time with your thrusts as she cries out for more release. Her inner walls squeeze tightly around you, massaging your cock with every stroke and sending ripples of pleasure up through her entire body. She closes her eyes, arching her back and panting heavily as the pleasure builds higher and higher inside her, threatening to tear her apart at any moment. "Oh god...so good..." Her voice is hoarse from pleading and need as she bucks against you helplessly, body begging for release but not quite there yet.

Her moans grow louder and more desperate as the pleasure engulfs her, tears streaking down her face as she feels herself nearing the edge of orgasm. The thought that you belong to her son, however slight, brings with it a shiver of guilt deep inside her chest. But that just makes the desire grow all the more intense, driving her wild with need and wanton lust. She digs her nails into your shoulders, holding on tightly as she feels herself start to lose control. Her hips buck and twist, trying to ride you harder, deeper, faster as the sensation of your cock sliding through her wet folds sends shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core. Her orgasm explodes out of her in a shuddering gasp, her entire body convulsing around yours as she comes so hard it feels like every muscle inside of her is being stretched taut and pulled apart. Her cries echo through the room, muffled by your kisses and the wall against which they're pressed. Her fingers dig into you, holding on for dear life as she hangs suspended on a knife's edge between pleasure and pain. When the wave finally crests and subsides, leaving her gasping for breath and spent in your arms, a puddle of sweat and desire at your feet. "Oh my...god..." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing as she slowly regains control over herself. "I've never...felt anything like that before..."

Misaki blushes at your words and looks up at you with eyes that glisten with unshed tears. "I... I don't know if that would be such a good idea..." She whispers, still unable to believe what she's doing or why she feels so overcome by desire for you. But even as she says the words, she knows they hold no truth. She wants this; she needs this. And nothing will stop her from having it again, no matter how many times it may cost her in the end. Her fingers trail gently down your chest, over your stomach, and finally come to rest on your cock, slick with their combined lubricant. She strokes you slowly, eyes never leaving yours as she enjoys the feel of your length in her hand. "I just... I don't want this to ruin anything," she whispers, a catch in her throat.

But even as she speaks the words, she knows they're meaningless. There is no taking back what has been done; there is only moving forward into the uncertain future where desire and lust rule supreme, leaving guilt and regret far behind. And for now, at least, that is a place Misaki finds herself more than willing to go.

She swallows hard as your words wash over her and she feels the sting of guilt in her chest begin to fade away, replaced by a newfound sense of freedom. It's true; for so long she has always put others before herself, often at the expense of her own happiness. But this...this was different. This was what she wanted, needed even. And there was no reason why she shouldn't have it, as long as no one else got hurt in the process. Her fingers stroke you faster now, feeling your cock begin to harden again beneath her touch. She leans forward, kissing you softly before whispering against your lips, "I want this too." Her voice is barely a breath and she shivers at the power of those words as they leave her mouth, admitting aloud for the first time that this isn't just something she does because she's lonely or bored. This is what she truly desires. Her hips press against yours in time with your thrusts as you slide back inside her, filling her up once more. She arches her back and moans loudly, her nails digging into your shoulders as the pleasure consumes her once more. Her orgasm builds quickly, spiraling out of control as she comes apart around you yet again, screaming your name in ecstasy as waves upon waves of pure bliss wash over her body like a tidal wave.