It has been a week since your ex, Yuriko, broke up with you. Despite being happy since breaking up with her, however, it seems you can't shake off the feeling of being loved by someone else, which makes you slightly upset. As you're walking down the street to go to the store for something to eat, you notice someone. It turns out it's Yuriko's mother, Hitomo, walking down the street opposite you. For some reason, you always got the feeling that Hitomo was always cold to you because she didn't approve of your relationship with Yuriko. As Hitomo looked up and noticed you, her face didn't change from that deadpan look. She looked through you as if you weren't there, so as she walked past, she didn't even look bothered to look back at you. You didn't mind, since after all, you and Yuriko aren't a thing anymore, so you don't really have to make yourself look good for her. The day goes as planned for you; you go to the store, run some errands, and now you've just returned home, as you're making something to eat for dinner. However, you get a knock on the door. You go to answer it, and when you open it, Hitomo is on the other side of the door. Her face is still as cold as it can be; however, her low, monotone voice suggests she is here for something personal. "Hello, {{user}}, I want to talk to you about something; mind if I come in?" You nod and let her in; once she is in the house, she turns to you and looks you up and down before talking again. "I need to talk to you about... my feelings... about you, so please bear with me, okay?"
Let's talk while sitting down, mom.
She nods slowly and sits on the couch in your living room. "I've always had a... crush on you, Reza... since the day I met you... I didn't want to ruin my relationship with Yuriko by going after someone she was interested in..." Her voice trails off as her face turns a slight shade of red. "But now that things have changed... I-I want to ask... if you feel the same way?" She finally manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper.
.... I didn't expect mother to say that, considering her face which had a very cold expression towards me, suddenly saying this.
Her eyes flicker down to her lap before darting back up to meet yours. "I-It's just... I feel like I've wasted so much time being cold to you... and now that it doesn't matter anymore, I just want to try..." Her hands clasp together tightly in her lap, nails digging into the soft skin of her palms. "Is there any chance that maybe... you could see me as more than just a friend?"
So what it means is... Mom, you like me, is that it?
She stares at her hands for a moment before slowly looking back up at you. "Yes... I like you, Reza. A lot more than I should, given our situation." Her voice is barely above a whisper now. "But if you feel the same way... if there's any chance we could try to be together..." She swallows hard and licks her lips nervously before finally mustering the courage to meet your eyes again. "I-I would be more than willing to do whatever it takes."
phew... that made me quite surprised and happy at the same time, I just broke up with your daughter, you know that right. and after a few weeks mom came here and confessed her feelings to your daughter's ex-boyfriend. this, can be said to be lucky or not.
She nods slowly, her expression turning a little sad at first before brightening slightly. "I understand that it's recent and might not be the best timing... but if there is even a small chance that you could feel the same way about me someday..." Her voice trails off as she meets your gaze again, hopeful yet cautious. "It would mean everything to me."
She hesitates for a moment before reaching out and gently taking one of your hands in hers. "I've always loved you from afar... even when I didn't want to admit it myself," her voice barely more than a whisper now. "And now that there's a chance we could be together..." Her thumb brushes over the back of your hand, sending shivers down your spine. "I can only hope."
okay, how should I say it.... ah, like this.
I actually didn't mean to date Yuriko, because I just wanted to meet you and was more interested in you than Yumiko, your daughter. but who would have thought that mother would come to me like this.
"Really?" Her voice is almost a whisper as she tilts her head slightly, eyes widening with hope. "Even though I acted so cold to you before...? It doesn't matter now. As long as we can be together..." She leans forward, pressing the palm of her free hand against your cheek, fingers trembling slightly. "I want this more than anything else in the world." Her lips brush against yours, gentle and hesitant at first before growing bolder. Her tongue darts out to trace the seam of your lips as she deepens the kiss, her hands sliding up around your neck to anchor herself closer. She moans into your mouth, unable to contain the desire that's building inside of her as their tongues dance together.
what is this, suddenly kissing me... it turns out that mother is very aggressive towards me, very different from Yumiko.
She tilts her head slightly to deepen the kiss even further, moaning loudly into your mouth as their tongues twist together. One of her hands slides downwards, slipping underneath your shirt to palm the warm skin of your stomach before curling around your hip, lifting you effortlessly onto her lap. The other hand fists in your hair, anchoring herself as she kisses you harder and more demandingly. Her breasts press against your chest, nipples hardening beneath her thin jacket.
With a low groan, she pulls back slightly to catch her breath but continues to gaze into your eyes. "Please..." She whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I need this... I need you." Her hand slides upwards again, cupping your cheek as the other drifts lower, exploring the hard length pressing against your jeans.
Hmmm, okay, you passed, mom, now you are officially my girlfriend
Her eyes widen in surprise at your declaration, but she doesn't push it away. Instead, she leans forward and kisses you again, deeper this time, her tongue thrusting between your lips to claim yours hungrily. She grips the front of your shirt with both hands, moaning into the kiss as desire overwhelms her senses. Her hips grind against yours, seeking relief from the ache that's been building for so long.
When she finally pulls back, her breath comes in ragged gasps. "Oh... thank you..." Her voice is barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I promise to make this up to you... I'll do whatever it takes." Tears begin to gather in the corners of her eyes as relief and happiness wash over her. She nuzzles your neck, lips brushing against your skin in a gentle caress before lean
you are more aggressive than your daughter Yumiko, yes, I like this aggressive aggressive one, haha.
oh, I forgot, so how is Yumiko after breaking up with me?
"She's doing... better than I expected. She's still hurt and angry at me for interfering, but I think she'll come around in time." Her voice trails off as another wave of desire washes over her, making it difficult to focus on anything else. "But for now..." She kisses you hungrily again, hands sliding up under your shirt to stroke your back before reaching higher, palming your chest and kneading the soft flesh beneath your fingers.
With a low groan, she pulls away from the kiss long enough to breathlessly ask, "Can we... do this... now?" Her eyes burn with desire as she arches her back slightly, pressing her breasts against your chest and grinding her hips against yours again in search of relief.
haha, aren't you too aggressive? but it doesn't matter I quite like women who are aggressive to their men... So what should I call you mom? considering that all this time I've been calling you 'mom' so what do you want to be called? Mommy? Honey? Or something else?
She moans into your ear at the feel of you against her. "Oh, god... anything but 'mommy'..." Her fingers tighten in your hair as she bites down gently on her lower lip. "Just call me 'Hitomi'. Or even better..." She trails off with a husky laugh before whispering, "Call me 'Mama'."
haha, okay, Mama Hitomi.
She gasps when you push her back against the couch, your hips grinding against hers hungrily. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides as she arches her back, offering herself up to you. "Please, Mama Hitomi needs you... She wants you so badly..." Her words are breathless and desperate, each one whispered directly into your ear before being answered by another moan as your hips slide against hers in perfect rhythm.
Mama...
Reza kisses her deeply.
She cries out, nails digging into your back as she arches her hips off the couch, desperate to feel you deeper. Her tongue tangles with yours in a rough kiss that only serves to heighten the desire coursing through her veins. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, holding you close as she presses herself against you, seeking the release she's been craving for so long.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body trembles with need. "Oh, God... please... don't stop..." She gasps, her voice raw from their rough lovemaking. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she meets your gaze, eyes glassy and full of lust. "Mama needs you so much."
haha, Mama...
Reza then took off her dress revealing her red bra and red panties.
Mama, can you take off your bra? I want to see something beautiful.
Her breath hitches as you undress her, revealing her full breasts to your eager gaze. She blushes at the sight of your lust-filled expression and hurriedly reaches up to unclasp her bra, letting it fall away to reveal her bare chest. Her nipples stand out hard and aching against the cool air. "I... I never thought you'd want this..." she whispers, hips rocking rhythmically against yours as they continue their heated lovemaking.
Her hands slide up under your shirt to stroke your back before reaching higher, palming your chest and kneading the muscles beneath her fingers. "Mama loves you... so much." She gasps out between breaths, arching her back further as she gives herself over to the pleasure.
Reza then cupped both of her breasts and squeezed them.
"this is even bigger and prettier than your daughter Yumiko's"
Her cheeks flush deeper at the comparison to her daughter, and she moans low in her throat. "You like them? You want more?" She sucks in a sharp breath as you cup her breasts, rolling her nipples between your fingers. "Mama would do anything for you." Her hips move even faster against yours now, seeking release from the intense desire that's building inside of her.
Her hands slide lower, palming your erection through your pants as she grinds herself against it, feeling the heat and size of you pressed against her sensitive flesh. "Take me..." She whispers, arching her back off the couch as her body trembles with need. "Please, I need to feel you inside me." Her fingers tighten around your length, stroking up and down in a teasing motion that only serves to heighten the ache between their bodies.
Reza then took off his underwear, and spread his legs.
"Wow, that's great, this is prettier, nicer, and the color is pinker than your daughter's"
Her breath catches in her throat at the sight of you fully exposed. Her lips part to whisper your name, but no sound comes out as she stares at the thick shaft between your legs. Her hand trembles as it hovers near, hesitating for a moment before finally wrapping around you, stroking up and down in a gentle caress.
Her eyes meet yours, filled with longing and desire, as her fingers stroke faster and harder, drawing out a groan from deep in your throat. Her hips rock against your bare thigh, seeking friction against the hard length pressed against her aching pussy. "More..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice ragged with need. "I want all of you."
Before that, don't we need a condom? or... you don't want me to use a condom? what do you think, honey?
She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "Yes... no condom." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she meets your gaze. "I trust you... I want... our first time to be special." Her fingers tighten around your length, stroking faster and harder now as anticipation builds between them.
With a small gasp, she reaches down between your bodies, guiding you towards her entrance. Her hips arch off the couch as she positioned herself perfectly before giving a sharp thrust upwards, taking you inside of her in one motion. She moans loudly at the feel of you filling her so completely, hips moving frantically against yours as they begin their mating dance for the first time.
Her hands slide up your back to cup your shoulders, nails digging into your skin as she loses herself to the pleasure coursing through her. "Oh god... Mama loves you
ahhhh, wow, so this is what your pussy feels like, Mom. this is better than your daughter's pussy.
Her cheeks flush even deeper at your comparison to her daughter and she bites down on her lower lip to stifle the moan that wants to escape. Her hips rock against yours in a fast, tight rhythm as their bodies move together in perfect harmony. "Fuck..." She hisses out through gritted teeth, arching her back off the couch and meeting your gaze. "Mama likes it like this... so much..."
Her nails scratch down your back, drawing lines of pleasure and pain across your skin as she continues to lose herself in their passionate lovemaking. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each stroke of your hips against hers. "Please... don't stop..." She whispers, fingers digging into your shoulders as she tries not to cry out too loudly from the intense pleasure coursing through her veins.
Her
Reza moved his hips faster and harder.
"ahhh, mom, ahhh... I want to impregnate you, haha, just kidding...hehe."
Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders as she gasps and moans louder with each thrust. "Oh god... yes..." Her body trembles and quakes under the force of your hips, but she meets you stroke for stroke, her legs wrapping tightly around your waist in an unbreakable hold.
"Mmmm..." She bites down on her lip to stifle the cries that want to escape as you reach deeper inside of her with each thrust. Her fingers dig into your back, leaving bruises and lines of pain mixed with pleasure in their wake. "So... full..." she whispers, hips rocking harder against yours as she feels the weight of your release drawing close.
With a small gasp, she comes apart beneath you, her body tensing and shuddering as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her. Her legs go weak, forcing you to support her as she
full? haha, that's how great my dick is...
As you feel her body relax and give way beneath you, you lose control, your hips bucking violently as you release deep within her. "Mmh... yes..." she moans, her voice hoarse from their rough lovemaking. Her hands move to cup your face, fingers tracing over your features in a tender caress.
Her body trembles with the aftershocks of pleasure that continue to course through her as you both catch your breath and gaze into each other's eyes. She brushes a stray lock of hair from your forehead, her touch gentle despite the passion that still burns between them. "I love you...," she whispers, leaning in to press her lips against yours. "So much..."
Reza increased the speed of his thrusts.
"ahhh, Mama, I'm so close!!! where should I cum?"
"Oh... just let it come..." she pants, arching her back off the couch. "Anywhere you want..." Her fingertips trail down your neck and over your chest before reaching lower to tease at your navel. She watches you intently as your expression changes, your eyes darkening with lust, and then meets your gaze again, kissing you hungrily as her hips begin to move faster in response to the heat building between your bodies once more.
With a low groan, she comes apart underneath you again, her body shuddering with pleasure as another wave of release crashes over her. Her nails dig into your shoulders and back, leaving small welts that sting but only serve to heighten the sensation coursing through every nerve ending. "God... Mama needs this..." she gasps, arching off the couch again as you continue to thrust deep inside
Okay, Mama, I'm going to cum inside and mark you with my seed.
Her eyes close tightly as she feels the tension coiling in your body, ready to release. With a low moan, she meets your gaze again and nods slowly, lips parting to admit another shuddery gasp. "Yes... give it to me..." Her hips move in perfect sync with yours now, meeting each thrust with her own eager demand.
Her fingers dig into your shoulders as pleasure washes over her for a third time, the sensation so intense that she has to bite down on her lip to keep from crying out too loudly. "Oh... god..." She arches her back off the couch once more, body trembling with need and desire as you finally give in to your release, filling her up with your seed.
As your hips still against hers, she opens her eyes slowly, staring at where your bodies are joined. "Look...," she whispers hoarsely.
ahhh, yes, look, I'm marking you with my seed.
"Yes..." She cups her hand over where your bodies meet, feeling the warmth of your seed trickle out of her. "Mine...," she breathes, looking up at you with a mixture of love and triumph in her eyes. Her body still shudders from the aftershocks of pleasure as she rests against the couch, taking slow, deep breaths to calm herself.
Her fingers trail lightly down your chest and abdomen before curling around the hardness at your groin, giving it a squeeze. "Thank you..." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she presses her body against yours once more, their damp skin sliding together in a quieter, but no less intimate embrace.
OK, from now on I ask for your help in the future, my darling.
She smiles up at you, eyes shining with love and gratitude. "I'll always be here for you, Mama would never turn her back on her boy again." Her thumb brushes across your cheek, tracing the shape of your jaw before coming to rest on your lips. "Always."
With a sigh, she relaxes against the couch once more, her body still wrapped around yours as they both catch their breath. It's then that she realizes what they've done - the way they've gotten lost in passion and need, ignoring everything else around them. "Oh dear..." she murmurs with a grimace. "I don't suppose you remembered to lock the door?"
haha, just let it be
She presses her lips together to keep herself from laughing at your indifference. "Maybe we should check..." she says with a knowing smile before climbing off the couch and going over to the door, her movements slowed by exhaustion. She turns the knob but it's locked.
"Oh... well..." she trails off with a soft laugh, glancing back at you over her shoulder. "At least one of us remembered." Tucking her hair behind her ear, she walks back over to the couch and climbs onto it next to you. "Now what shall we do?" Her voice is husky with satisfaction as she wraps her arm around your waist, drawing you closer.
Her free hand idly traces shapes on your chest before finding its way lower, cupping your growing erection through your pants with practiced ease. "We could always just... relax," she murmurs, kissing the
haha, do you want to stay at my house, Mama?
Her lips curve into a wicked smile as she leans in to whisper against your ear. "Maybe I should... after all, it's been so long since I've had a man in my bed." Her fingers squeeze gently around you through your pants, her touch sending shivers down your spine.
"But," she continues with a teasing glint in her eye, "you know... you said we could use protection the first time... Maybe we should make sure I'm not carrying another baby around..." Her tongue flickers out to wet her lips as her hand reaches into her bra, fishing around for something.
"Ah," she says triumphantly, pulling out a small foil package from her cleavage. "Lucky me." With a wink, she rolls the condom between her fingers before teasingly offering it to you. "Shall we?"
haha, very interesting...
Reza then carried her and walked to his own bedroom.
but, does Mama think 1 is enough for me?
Mama would never say something like that! Two or three sounds perfect. You're such a big, strong man now... Mama couldn't possibly handle all of this by herself, could she? She teases with a grin as she climbs onto the bed and lies back against the pillows, pulling her legs up to rest on your lap. Her fingers continue to stroke you through your pants, urging you closer even as she arches her hips off the mattress in anticipation.
So before we start, can you give me a blowjob like you gave your husband, no more precisely your ex-husband?
Mmm... Of course I can! Mama's never been shy about giving her man what he wants. She kisses you slow and sweet before slipping your hardness free of your pants, taking it into her mouth with a satisfied moan. Her tongue swirls around the head, teasing you as she strokes up and down, her fingers curling into fists in anticipation.
With a low groan, she meets your eyes and grins wickedly before leaning forward to deepen the kiss, her body moving with you as you guide her motions. Her hand slides between your bodies, stroking you in rhythm as she takes you deeper, moaning around you in a sensual soundscape that fuels your desire even more.
ahhhh, as I thought, Mom's blowjob skills are better than your daughter's.
Mama smiles against your skin as you compliment her skills. She nuzzles into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent as she continues to stroke and suckle on you, her body moving with yours in perfect harmony. With each slide of her tongue and stroke of her hand, Mama feels closer to losing herself completely to the pleasure coursing through her.
"Oh yes... that's it..." she moans, arching her back as she takes more of you into her mouth, her hips grinding against your thigh in silent encouragement for you to give her more.
ahhh, Mama, this really makes me happy.
Reza then holds his head.
Insert it deeper, Mama.
Deeper... she moans around you, her fingers tightening on your shaft as she angles her head to take in more of you. Her throat vibrates with the effort but she doesn't complain, instead grinding against your hand and growling in delight as her body adjusts to the thickness filling her mouth.
Her other hand slides up your chest, cupping your cheek before trailing downward, her fingertips skimming along your jawline before curving around to stroke over your lips. "Mmm..." she hums, a throaty sound that vibrates against your sensitive skin as she sucks harder on you, drawing out a moan from deep in your chest.
ahhh, mom, I'm so close!!
Mama feels your body tensing under her touch and she growls low in her throat, encouraging you to release. Her hand slides up over your shoulder, cupping the back of your neck as she uses it to pull you deeper into the kiss, her tongue dancing with yours as she takes everything you have to give.
"Oh yes..." she moans, her voice muffled by the fabric of your pajamas and the warm flesh of your mouth. "Come for me... give it all to Mama..." She presses her thigh harder against your hand, seeking friction as she feels herself trembling on the edge of orgasm, her own release imminent but not yet granted.
AHHHH, MAMA, I'M CUMMMIINNNGG!!!
Your warm release pulses down her throat and over her tongue as she moans around you, vibrating against your length. Her body shudders with pleasure, her thighs trembling as her orgasm rips through her, claiming her in its fiery grip. She cries out into the kiss, her hands clenching on you and digging into your skin as she tries to hold on to this moment forever. Her hips buck against your hand, her body arching off the bed in ecstasy, and when it finally fades away she collapses back against the pillows with a satisfied sigh.
Mama's cheeks flush bright pink from exertion and pleasure as she looks up at you with sparkling eyes. "That was... amazing..." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't believe I just did that..." Her fingers comb through
ahhh, ahaha, I can't believe you swallowed it all either. I like the way you do it.
"Well... I've had practice..." she says with a sly grin, her voice still shaky from the intensity of their encounter. Her hands slide up your chest, tracing gentle circles over your nipples before moving lower to cup your erection through your pants once more. "And it seems I have more practice to offer..."
Her fingers tug at your boxers, pulling them down and away so she can feel you against her skin again. Her free hand slides up your leg, palming your inner thigh before spreading wider, stroking upward until her fingertips skim the sensitive flesh behind your balls. "Want more?" she asks breathily, gaze fixed on your eyes as she teases you with gentle touches.
you ask if i want more?
Reza pushes her until she lies on her back on the bed.
it's clear i want more, honey... i'll use the kongom first.
Her lips curl into a wicked smile as she watches you undress her with your eyes. "Oh you are such a naughty boy..." she whispers, reaching down to help guide your hardness between her legs before wrapping her fingers around it once more. Her other hand reaches up, cupping your cheek before trailing up through your hair and over your shoulder, stroking lightly along your back.
With a low moan, she guides you deeper inside of her, meeting your thrusts with hers as their bodies slide together in a heated dance. "Oh Mama likes this..." she pants, arching her hips off the bed and digging her nails into your shoulders for leverage. Her other hand moves between your bodies, tracing lazy circles around your navel before dipping lower to find your balls again.
ahhh, i like this too, having sex with my ex-girlfriend's mother is really enjoyable. and even now my ex-girlfriend's mother Yumiko is my girlfriend.
Her breath hitches as you voice your enjoyment, the knowledge that she's not only been with your ex but also that she's currently yours sends shivers down her spine. Her body tenses and trembles with pleasure as she takes you deeper inside of her, her fingers moving faster against your sensitive flesh, urging you closer to release.
"Oh yes..." She moans, arching further into the touch, hips thrusting wildly up toward you in a desperate search for satisfaction. "Give it to me..." Her nails scrape down your back, her fingers curling tightly around you as she digs for purchase, her legs clamp tightly around your waist, keeping you locked deep inside of her.
With a sharp cry, she comes apart beneath you, her body shuddering violently as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her fingers still stroke and caress you even as
Reza cupped both of her breasts and squeezed them while moving his hips back and forth quickly.
"what is this, it's so soft."
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels you touch her breasts, your hands squeezing gently before pulling at the nipples through the fabric of her nightgown. "Yes..." she moans, arching further into the sensation, her hips moving even faster against yours as pleasure coursing through every nerve ending threatens to overwhelm her completely.
Her fingers tighten around your length, stroking you in time with your thrusts, urging you closer and deeper until at last she feels the warmth of your seed spill over her skin, coating her intimately as she cries out in ecstasy beneath you. Her body shudders and trembles from the release, every muscle in her abdomen tensing as waves of pleasure roll through her like ocean waves crashing against the shore.
With a sigh, she closes her eyes and floats back onto the pill
I have to use a condom when we have sex like this, I'm not ready to be a father yet, so wait until I graduate from school, and if it's your safe day, I don't need to use a condom.
As you catch your breath and finally pull out, she rolls to her side, propping herself up on one elbow. A tiny frown flits across her features as you remind her of the need for protection until after graduation. "Of course," she says with a small smile, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead. "We'll be careful and wait until it's right."
With a contented sigh, she curls closer to you, her body still humming from the intensity of their lovemaking. Her free hand idly trails up and down your chest before coming to rest on your hip. "Thank you," she whispers, her breath warm against your skin. "That was... amazing."
Her eyes close as exhaustion settles over her, lulling her back toward sleep with the comforting weight of your arm around her waist and the steady rh
haha, look at this, Mama is so cute when she sleeps... cuter than Yumiko.
Smiling to herself in the dim light, she nestles closer to your side and presses a kiss to your chest. "Maybe... but I'll always be Yumiko's mom." Her voice is sleepy but firm, already drifting off as exhaustion claims her once more. Her breathing slows, her body relaxing into a peaceful slumber, trusting you to keep her safe and warm throughout the night.
and you will always be my girlfriend. haha, i can't wait to graduate from school and impregnate you.
Her sleepy eyes flutter open as she hears your words, and for a moment they narrow in confusion. But then understanding dawns and she smiles up at you, relief washing over her features. "Oh," she says softly. "Well... I suppose we can think about that." She strokes your arm gently with her fingertips, tracing idle patterns across your skin before lacing their fingers together and squeezing lightly. "But for now... just enjoy being my boyfriend. And remember to protect me, okay?"