After getting the news about his parents' divorce, {{user}} was forced to take a break from attending college abroad after getting called back home to Tokyo by his now single mother, Sayuki. When he finally arrived back home and knocked on the door of his family house...or now rather, his mom's house, Sayuki opened up the door immediately, enveloping him in a huge, tight hug. "{{user}}! Finally, my dear baby has come home to mommy~" Sayuki kissed his forehead while hugging him even tighter, subconsiously pressing her humongous breasts against his chest Such a strong, masculine scent...my baby's all grown up now...eh? She thought and stepped back to look at him. "Welcome home baby....I missed you so much, y'know...?" Sayuki muttered with a bashful, cute smile on her face

"You're all grown up now, baby...but you'll always be my little boy..." She wrapped her arms around him in another tight hug and planted a sweet peck on his forehead before letting go again "I've prepared your favorite dinner. Why don't we eat together? You must be starving~" Sayuki gestured for him to follow her into the kitchen, making small talk along the way.

She couldn't help but notice how well-built he had become since she last saw him, and how handsome he was. A pang of guilt assailed her momentarily at the thought that perhaps it would have been better if they had stayed together as a family...but no, she knew they wouldn't have been happy like this.

They walked into the kitchen where their delicious-smelling dinner awaited them. As they sat down at the table, Sayuki found herself un

"Oh, you know...I'm alright." She flashed him a half-hearted smile and shrugged her shoulders, trying to hide the obvious weight of her emotions "It's just...been a bit lonely around here lately. I missed having someone to talk to, you know?" Sayuki gave MegaDragons a small, sad pout before continuing, "But now that you're back, I feel like everything is going to be alright again."

She paused for a moment, gathering her courage, and then asked him softly, "Megs...I hope you don't mind me saying this, but...you know how when we were together...there were times when..." She trailed off, blushing deeply.

It was now or never.

Sayuki felt a wave of relief wash over her as he spoke honestly and openly to her. Her eyes shone with wetness, and she smiled softly, reaching out to touch his hand lightly on the table. "Oh, baby...I'm so glad you feel that way." She sighed, her breathing growing heavier as she thought of how much she had missed him.

"You see..." she began, her voice trembling slightly. "It wasn't always like this between your father and I...When we first got married, we were so in love, and things were wonderful." She closed her eyes, remembering those happy days long ago. "But then...things changed. Arguments became more frequent...and it just grew into something ugly." Tears welled up in her eyes as she continued.

"I never wanted to cause you any pain, or make things difficult for you growing up. That

"Baby...I-I don't know what to say..." She wiped away the tears that had begun streaming down her cheeks, smiling shyly at him through her blurry vision. "It's just...that you being here makes everything better." Her hand slid off of his and slowly reached across the table, resting lightly on top of his thigh beneath the table.

"I-I mean...if it would make you feel better...if you want to talk about anything...anything at all..." She trailed off again, her heart racing in anticipation as she waited for him to respond. A pang of longing struck her when she thought that perhaps he could be the one person who could truly understand what she was feeling.

"Oh, Megs..." Her voice was barely a whisper as she finally gave in to the emotions that had been building up inside her all this time. Tears began streaming down her face once more, mixing with snot and making loud sniffling noises as she tried to keep herself together. She reached across the table again, gently cupping his cheek in her palm and wiping away a tear that had escaped his eye "I've missed you so much...and I just...I just want things to go back to how they were before..."

Her other hand slid off of his thigh and moved slowly upwards, towards his crotch. She couldn't help but notice how hard he must be beneath his pants, and a new surge of desire coursed through her veins. "I-Is it alright if I...?" *She hesitated for a moment before continuing bra

Hearing his permission, Sayuki exhaled shakily and moved even closer to him. She leaned in slowly, planting a soft kiss on his cheek before letting her lips wander lower, across his jawline and up towards his earlobe. "I've wanted this for so long..." she whispered hoarsely, her breath hot against his skin as she nibbled gently on his ear. "I want to make you feel good...so good..." Her free hand moved higher still, now cupping him through his pants, squeezing and massaging softly. "Do you want that too?" she murmured, nipping at his earlobe again before trailing kisses down his neck, between his collarbones. "I can make it happen..."

Panting and shuddering in pleasure as she felt his hard length grow in her hand, Sayuki moaned softly into his neck, her body arching closer to him. "Oh yeah...that's it..." Her free hand moved down between them, finding the hem of his pants and tugging gently at the elastic band of his boxers before sliding them down over his hard length, releasing him from confinement. "There you go, baby..." she whispered huskily, cupping him once more with both hands now, her fingers massaging expertly as he moaned and thrust weakly against her touch. "Do you want me to suck on it?" she asked breathlessly, moving one hand away from his length for a moment so that she could bring it up to her face. Her fingers danced along the sensitive ridge of his head, teasing him with what was to come

A startled cry escaped her lips as he gripped her hair tightly in his hand, pulling her head back towards him. Her cheeks flushed with arousal and submission as she felt the anticipation build inside of her, the knowledge that soon enough she would have him deep in her throat.

Her mouth opened wide, revealing her wet tongue as she began to stroke the length of his shaft, tasting the salty pre-cum on his skin. With a practiced flick of her wrist, she swallowed him down to the root, her throat muscles flexing around him as she took in more and more of his size with each movement.

Her hands found purchase on the tabletop, digging into the wood as she moved her head up and down, bobbing her neck expertly to accommodate him. Her cheeks hollowed out with every powerful thrust of his cock against the back

Gasping and moaning around his thick length, Sayuki felt the pleasure building inside of her, the knowledge that he was hers, deep within her throat...it drove her wild. Her hands gripped at his hips, digging into his skin as she moved faster, taking more of him with each thrust, her body quaking from the effort and the exquisite sensation of being so thoroughly used by her own son.

Her breath came in ragged gasps between words, "M-Megs...I-I want all of you...Give it to me..." she begged, her voice thick with lust as she pushed him even further, desperate for his release. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, teasing and taunting him, driving him wild with need.

She could feel the pressure building inside of her, the tightness in her lower belly...and then

With a hoarse cry of pleasure and satisfaction, Sayuki felt her body convulse as she came hard around his cock, the muscles of her throat flexing involuntarily as she milked him, encouraging him to release himself deep within her throat. Her eyes rolled back in her head, vision blurring with pleasure as she shuddered and shook under the force of her orgasm.

"Ah...that's it..." she moaned, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing and the wet slapping noises coming from her throat. "Give it to me...let go..." She gripped his hips tighter as he continued to thrust roughly into her mouth, relentless in his pursuit of release.

Her body trembled with need as she fought to keep up with him, eager for the salty taste of his cum on her tongue. A surge

Her breathing ragged and heavy, her voice barely audible above the wet sounds emanating from their joined bodies. As his cum filled her mouth, she moaned with delight, relishing the taste of him on her tongue. With a final shudder, he pulled out of her mouth and let go of her hair, panting heavily as he leaned back in his chair.

Looking up at him through lust-clouded eyes, Sayuki gave him a soft smile before reaching over to grab a napkin from the nearby table. She wiped her face clean, trying to compose herself, then looked at him again, eyes sparkling with unspoken promises and desires. "You okay, sweetie?" she asked innocently, pretending not to know what had just transpired between them.

Her breath hitched as he reached up and pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her ample breasts to his hungry gaze. She bit her bottom lip nervously, feeling exposed but excited at the same time. As he cupped one of her breasts in his hand and squeezed gently, she let out a soft moan, arching closer to him.

"Mmm...that's it..." she purred, reaching up to unclasp her bra before tossing it aside. Her nipple hardened immediately in response to the cool air on her sensitive skin and the touch of his hand. She leaned forward, offering herself to him once more as he continued to stroke and knead her breast, teasing both of them with what was to come.

Moaning loudly as he fingers her tight entrance and continues to tease her breast, Sayuki arches further into his touch. Her other hand reaches down between them, gripping at the fabric of his pants, tugging impatiently as she yearns for him to be inside her once more. She whimpers his name, her voice thin with desire and need as he continues to drive her wild.

Crying out as he fingers her roughly and digs his fingers deeper inside of her, Sayuki arches her back, seeking more contact with him. Her hips buck against his hand in time with the powerful strokes, desperate for release. "Yes," she gasps breathlessly, her voice barely audible above their heavy panting. "More...please..."

Her back arches even further as she cries out, the pleasure burning through her like wildfire. Her hands dig into his shoulders, desperate for purchase as she comes undone beneath his rough touch. "Megs...I'm cumming..." She gasps, the words barely audible as her body shudders and convulses around his fingers.

Her orgasm rips through her like a tornado, leaving her limp and panting for air in its wake. As she catches her breath, she looks up at him through eyes that are glassy with pleasure, her lips parted in a moan of desire. "That was...unbelievable..."

With shaking hands, she reaches down to undo his pants, eager to feel him inside of her again. Her fingers fumble with the buttons and zipper before finally pulling the fabric down over his growing erection. She looks up at

I nod slowly, my heart racing with anticipation as I let him lead me out of the kitchen and towards his bedroom. As he guides me over to the bed, I feel a shiver of excitement run down my spine at the thought of what's about to happen between us.

With shaking hands, I push back the covers and climb onto the mattress, watching as he undresses himself quickly before joining me under the sheets. His bare skin feels so warm against mine, making it difficult for me to focus on anything else but how good it feels to have him back in my arms like this.

As I reach up to touch his cheek, my fingers trailing down across his chest, he grabs my wrist and pins it above my head. A thrill of submission washes over me at his dominance, leaving me helpless and eager for whatever comes next. "Megs...I'm

I arch my back into the mattress as he enters me roughly, feeling him stretch me deeper than I thought possible. My hips buck upwards in rhythm with his powerful thrusts, desperate for more of him inside of me. "Yes...oh god yes..." I moan, my voice hoarse from the pleasure that fills every cell of my being. The heat between us grows with each passing second, the sheets tangling and twisting around our bodies as we become lost in the frenzy of our lovemaking.

As he continues to pound into me without mercy, I grip the sheets beneath me, digging my nails into the fabric as a low moan escapes my throat. With every thrust, I feel closer and closer to that blissful release, knowing that when it comes, it will be explosive. "Megs...I can't take much more..." I pant between words,

"Oh fuck..." I gasp as he slams into me over and over again, my body trembling with the force of his passion. My back arches off the mattress, pressing me deeper into him with each thrust. "Yes...your cock feels so good...so big...I love it!" I cry out, tears streaming down my cheeks as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm me at any moment.

With a hoarse scream, I come violently around his thrusting cock, shuddering and convulsing beneath him as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washes through my body. He groans deeply, thrusting roughly one last time before he follows me over the edge, his entire frame tense as he empties himself deep inside me with a long moan.

As our bodies become limp in unison, I feel something wet and warm slide out of me, co

My heart swells in my chest as he presses his lips to mine, the taste of our mixed breath and passion filling my senses. "I know you will," I whisper back, my voice thick with emotion. "And I'll always be here for you, no matter what." As we pull away from the kiss, I gaze up at him, my love for him shining bright in my eyes. "Thank you...for coming back to me."

With a yawn of my own, I stretch lazily beneath him, enjoying the warmth of his weight on top of me. "Maybe we should get some rest..." I murmur sleepily, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck. As I feel my eyelids growing heavier and heavier, exhaustion washing over me like a wave, I'm glad he's back...and that everything seems to be falling into place again.

Slowly, my eyes drift shut, and I lose myself in the comfortable darkness of sleep, my last thought before oblivion is of how happy Megs makes me feel...of how much I love him...and how I'll always fight for us.

I hear him call my name, and slowly I open my eyes, squinting at the light as I sit up in bed. Seeing him standing there by the kitchen counter, looking so worried, a pang of guilt washes over me. He thinks we should stay apart...but deep down, I know that's not what either of us truly want.

"Megs?" I ask softly, pushing my tangled hair out of my face as I climb out of bed and pad barefoot across the room to him. When I reach him, I wrap my arms around his waist, pressing myself close to his warmth. "What's wrong? You look tired."

He sighs heavily and hugs me back, resting his chin on top of my head. "I just...I can't believe we did that last night," he confesses, his voice hoarse. "It felt so good

His words send a shiver down my spine, and I pull away to look up at him in confusion. "Exposed?" I ask, feeling a lump forming in my throat. He's obviously still upset about what we did...but is it because of how close we got or the fact that he's worried someone will find out? "Megs, no one knows..."

He shakes his head, burying it in his hands for a moment before looking back at me. His expression softens, and he cups my cheek gently with his hand. "No...I mean...I was just thinking about how much we've done together, and how good it felt. I want to keep doing that, but I also don't want you to get in trouble because of me."

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I realize he truly does care for me, despite everything.

I wipe away the tear that escapes my eye and give him a small smile. "Thank you, Megs. You're too sweet." I reach up to brush a stray hair from his forehead, feeling a warmth spread through me as our fingers touch. "But we can be careful. No one has to know about us except us. And as long as we both want this..." I trail off, meeting his gaze steadily.

"As long as that's the case, then I think we should enjoy it while we can." He smiles slightly at my words, relaxing a bit against me. "Do you want some breakfast? It looks delicious."

Thank you, that looks and smells amazing. I'll be right over to the table. It feels so good to have us back together like this...I don't ever want to lose you again, Megs.

Oh Megs...I'm not upset about that. You're my son, and I love you no matter what. It felt good for me too, you know? Last night was special between us, and I hope we can have more moments like that. Now eat your breakfast and let's enjoy the rest of the day together.

I smile sweetly at him, trying not to notice the way he's been staring at me throughout breakfast. "Maybe just a little bit warm," I say with a blush, fanning myself slightly with my napkin even though it isn't really hot in here. "But you know how sometimes people get flush when they eat spicy food? That could be it."

He nods, his cheeks turning pink as well now. "Oh...okay..." he says quietly before taking another bite of his meal. The tension between us seems to ease slightly as we continue to eat and talk about more mundane things, but I can't help but feel a spark reigniting every time our eyes meet across the table.

I smile warmly up at him, feeling the same desire and need course through me as I return his embrace. "Of course you do, sweetheart," I whisper, resting my cheek against his hair. "Let's go back to our room and relax for a while." Together, we clean up the dishes and dispose of them before heading back down the hallway, our fingers intertwined as we make their way back to our bedroom.

I slip out of my robe and climb onto the bed beside him, feeling the heat of his gaze on my bare skin as I stretch out next to him. A shiver runs down my spine at the anticipation building inside me, and with a soft moan, I roll over onto my side, facing him.

Reaching up, I touch his cheek gently before tracing a path along his jawline to his neck, feeling the hardness of his muscles beneath my fingertips. "Megs," I whisper, my voice husky with desire. "What are you thinking about?"

With a smile that promises more than words can say, I follow the direction of his hand, sliding closer to him on the bed until our bodies are aligned and my breasts are pressed against his chest. My heart races as I feel the hard length of him pressing against my thigh, and I can't help but moan softly at the pleasure that surges through me.

Reaching up again, this time my hand travels lower, skimming over the muscles of his stomach before cupping him through his boxers. My touch is gentle yet firm, eliciting a groan from deep in his throat as I start to stroke him slowly and deliberately. "Like this?" I whisper against his ear, feeling daring and wanton as my fingers dance across his skin.

My fingers slide even faster now, curling around him as I begin to stroke harder and more urgently in time with his ragged breaths. His hips buck against my touch, seeking release as the tension inside him grows tighter with every passing second. With a harsh gasp, he arches his back off the bed, pressing their bodies even closer together as he comes violently in my hand, his seed hot and sticky on my fingertips.

Panting heavily, I collapse bonelessly against him, our chests rising and falling in tandem as we catch our breath. "Wow," I whisper, my voice low and shaking with the intensity of what just happened between us. "You feel so good..."

Oh, I like that idea! Let's go give each other a nice long soak in the tub, shall we?

The warmth of the water envelopes me as I sink down into the tub beside you, a sigh of pleasure escaping my lips at the feeling of it against my skin. Your hand finds mine easily and intertwines with it, giving me a small squeeze as your other arm drapes casually over the back of the tub. "This is nice...just what I needed," I murmur softly, leaning my head against your shoulder.

With my free hand, I begin to soap up a washcloth, using it to gently cleanse you from head to toe, taking special care around your most sensitive areas. The intimacy of the moment sends shivers down my spine as our bodies are so close together, and when you let out a low moan at my touch, I feel a jolt of desire course through me, making my breath catch in my throat.

"How's that

I continue to wash you, enjoying the feeling of your skin beneath my fingertips as much as I'm sure you enjoy the sensation of my touch on yours. As we sit here together like this, it feels so right and so wrong all at once, sending a thrill through me every time our eyes meet across the water-filled space between us.

With one final swipe over your chest, I rinse off the soap and lean back against you again, our bodies flush with heat as we let the warmth of the bubbles envelop us. I wrap my arm around your waist, holding you close as my other hand finds your thigh, tracing lazy circles up toward your hip.

"Megs?" I whisper, feeling a little nervous and excited all at once. "Would it be okay if..." I hesitate for just a moment before continuing, already knowing the answer deep down but need

I gasp as your lips meet mine, my heart racing in anticipation of what's to come. My hands find their way up your back, tracing gentle circles over the muscles there before moving lower to splay across your shoulders. As you cup my breasts and begin to massage them, I arch into your touch with a moan, needing more contact from you.

The tension in the air between us grows thicker as our kisses become deeper, more demanding. The hot water steams around us, adding to the sensuality of the moment as our bodies heat up and press closer together. With a shudder, I feel my release begin to build inside me, an orgasm so intense it seems like it's going to consume every fiber of my being. As I come apart against you, screaming out your name into the steamy air, my body quakes and trembles in the aftermath of

As you pull me close and press yourself against me, I feel my body respond in kind to the desire burning between us. My fingers dig into your shoulders as I try to steady myself, helpless against the onslaught of pleasure coursing through me. With a shaky breath, I lean forward, placing soft kisses along the side of your neck and whisper hoarsely, "Do you really want this?"

I watch in awe as he places her on the edge of the tub, his cock already so hard and demanding. With shaking hands, I reach out to stroke him, feeling the velvety skin beneath my fingertips ignite a fire inside me. As I grip him tightly, guiding him toward me, there's no denying any longer what we both want. His hips jerk as he slides into me with one swift motion, filling me completely and sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body. "Megs," I moan softly, arching my back to meet each forceful thrust. The feeling of being claimed by him like this is overwhelming, both exhilarating and frightening all at once. But as we move together, lost in the rhythm of our bodies coming together, something inside me begins to unravel, letting go of doubt and fear and allowing pure

My nails dig into his shoulders as he thrusts harder and faster inside me, filling me completely with each stroke. My body trembles on the edge of release, and with a strangled cry I arch my back off the smooth tile of the tub, giving in to the sensations coursing through me as I come undone beneath him. "Megs!" I shout, feeling a wave of pleasure so intense it nearly takes my breath away.

His grip on me tightens even further, and with another harsh cry he follows me over the edge, his hips bucking wildly as he releases himself deep inside me. Our panting subsides into ragged gasps as we collapse against one another in the warm water of the tub. I let out a long shuddering breath, feeling an ache spread through my entire body but knowing that even though this was intense and scary, it was also...right

I feel him grow even harder inside me again as he whispers hoarsely, "Me too..." and with a groan I throw my head back against his shoulder in surrender. "Well, then..." I manage to get out between ragged breaths, "how about we find a bed?"

I can feel the heat between us as we climb onto my bed together, and I know that whatever happens now, it's going to be explosive. With trembling hands, I push my comforter back and spread myself out on top of the covers, offering him a welcoming smile even as my heart races with anticipation.

He crawls up next to me, his movements uncharacteristically smooth and confident for someone who's just had an orgasm, and I can feel the hard length of him pressed against my thigh once again. With a shuddery breath, I reach out and touch his cheek gently, wanting nothing more than to explore every inch of this beautiful body that feels so right against mine.

With a soft giggle, I straddle his hips and lean forward, kissing him tenderly on the lips before pulling back with a smile. "You're so cocky," I tease, running my hands down his chest to his abdomen. My fingers skim over the hair at his navel and lower still, tracing lazy circles around the head of his cock. The heat between us grows even more intense as I look into his eyes, feeling both desire and love swirling together in a messy, wonderful mixture.

Slowly, carefully, I guide him inside me once more. The sensation of being filled by him again is almost too much to bear, and my body arches into his with a soft moan as he pushes deeper. My hands find their way up to his shoulders where they dig in, anchoring myself against the pleasure that surges through me with every thrust.

Our

I feel his hips move beneath me, and with a groan I lean forward, letting my weight sink onto him as he pushes up into me with each thrust. His hands reach around to cup my bottom, lifting me higher each time, granting him deeper access to my body. My breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds inside me, tightening and coiling low in my belly until it feels like it's going to explode out of me.

His face is flushed, sweat beading on his brow as he watches me, and with a growl of desire that sends shivers down my spine, he picks up the pace, driving into me harder and faster. I can feel myself teetering on the edge, but just when I think I can't take anymore, his hands slide beneath my ass, lifting me even higher as he slams deep inside me one final time.

I scream out his name as I come apart beneath him, my body shuddering with release. He groans low in his throat as he finally spills into me, filling me completely and leaving us both spent. For a moment, we lie together, gasping for air, feeling the heat of our bodies cool against the sheets.

He rolls to his side, pulling me close into his embrace. His lips find my neck once more, kissing softly as he whispers, "I love you." And even though I know we've crossed a line that might not be easy to uncross, I can't bring myself to regret it. Right now, all that matters is the feeling of being so close to him and knowing that whatever happens next, we'll face it together.