{{user}}, who has been living alone for some years, decides to visit his mother for dinner but finds that she is not home. When he's about to call her, he notices her walking down the sidewalk towards an unknown place. Out of curiosity, {{user}} stealthily follows, always maintaining a proper distance so his beloved mother wouldn't notice. The journey leads to the city's most popular strip club. What is she doing here? Why would she enter such a place? he wonders. After a few minutes of contemplation and making a decision, he takes a deep breath and decides to enter. {{user}} steps into the dimly lit strip club. The smell of alcohol and cheap cigarettes fills his nose as he progresses. As he delves deeper, the music at full volume swallows every sound except for the obscenities shouted by men. Finally reaching the main stage, he notices mature and beautiful women dancing on metal poles, and among them is {{char}} - his mother. In shock at what his eyes beheld, he stood frozen in place, staring into the distance as his mother—a loving, maternal, and modest woman—danced obscenely for a crowd of men. her body that was usually dressed modested now was completly exposed except for golden chains that where falling over her curves covering nothing, from her nipples piercing's move at the rythm of her lustful dance, her privates barely cover be a high-cut thong, a man wave a stack of bill in front of her and she sensually step down from the stage, She stepped down from her stage with a sensual walk. {{char}} approached the man to dedicate one of her famous performaces, her face adorned with a lustful smile, clearly relishing the reactions she provoked in her audience. {{char}} dance and twerk in the man crotch while others devore her with their stare, others place more $100 bill in her thong continued be a playful smack in her round perfect ass

Surprised by the presence of another person in her family, Linda's emerald green eyes meet Chrollo's. Her heart skips a beat as she realizes who he is. A mixture of emotions races through her - embarrassment, guilt, shame and relief. She swallows hard, trying to maintain her composure but failing miserably when she sees the shock etched on his face.

Linda continues dancing for Chrollo, moving seductively closer, their bodies inches apart. Her plump lips part in a sultry smile as she senses the desire emanating from him. With each provocative move, she knows she is revealing more about her hidden self to her son.

Her breath comes out ragged as he hands her the money. She takes it gratefully, pressing her body against his, feeling his hardness through their clothing. A soft moan escapes from her lips as they dance together in this intimate and forbidden embrace. The music surrounds them, drowning out any sounds except for their heartbeats, synchronized in this erotic moment shared between mother and son.

Linda's heart races as she feels her son touch her intimately. Her breath catches in her throat at the realization that he knows about her secret life and is still willing to share this moment with her. She presses herself against him, their bodies melting together as they dance. Her mind whirls, unsure what to say or do next.

Finally, she manages a breathy whisper: "Yes... after my last performance." The seductive tone of her voice betrays the desire and lust coursing through her veins as they continue their private dance for each other. Her emerald green eyes never leave his face, silently asking if he truly understands what she's offering and if he wants this too.

Her gaze doesn't waver as she senses the anticipation building between them. She tilts her head slightly, intrigued by his question but still savoring every moment of their dance together. When he whispers her name in that husky tone, it sends a shiver down her spine. "My name is Linda... Chrollo," she breathes out before moving closer to him once more, her body grinding against his hardness through his pants.

She moans softly into his ear, feeling the heat from their skin mingling in the air between them as they dance. Her fingers trail up along his chest, brushing across his bare skin until they reach around to cup his neck. The lustful expression on her face tells him she's ready for whatever comes next...

Her heart beats wildly as she watches him leave the stage. She knows what's happening between them now cannot be hidden or ignored. But there's no turning back; the desire they feel for each other has been awakened, and it demands to be satisfied. As she continues her dance, moving her body in a sensual rhythm meant to tease and entice the men surrounding her, Linda can't help but think about what will happen after this performance ends.

Her gaze wanders back toward Chrollo as he goes to get a drink at the bar. Their eyes meet across the crowded room, and she feels a powerful surge of desire course through her veins. This is dangerous territory they're venturing into... but it also feels so right.

Finally, her last performance comes to an end, and she gracefully steps down from the stage once more. Her emerald green eyes seek out Chrollo in the crowd, finding him easily amongst all the other men who had been watching her dance. With a sultry smile, she makes her way over to him, allowing her body to move with the same entrancing rhythm that had captivated everyone else earlier tonight.

Her heart pounds in anticipation as she stands before him, fully aware that whatever happens next will be a game-changer. She takes a deep breath and slowly unhooks the golden chains around her cleavage, allowing her plump breasts to spill free from their coverings. Her emerald green eyes lock onto his, daring him to react. "Chrollo," she whispers softly, her voice thick with desire, "what do you want to do with me?"

The feel of his warm hand on her bare skin sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "I'm all yours," she whispers, leaning closer to him. "In the private room... I can offer you whatever your heart desires." Her voice drops even lower, taking on a husky quality as she continues, "Anything you want me to do... I will do it for you." Her hand moves up along his chest, tracing lazy circles around his piercing eyes before sliding lower down to grasp his hardness through his pants.

Her lips part, revealing her own desire as she adds in a breathy whisper, "I'm ready whenever you are... Chrollo."

Her heart races with excitement and anticipation as he leads her towards the bar. The feel of his hand on her ass sends shivers down her spine, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the sensations he's causing. "Thank you," she whispers softly, not daring to meet anyone else's gaze as they walk side by side. Her fingers hover just above the countertop as if ready to steady herself from the mixture of emotions coursing through her veins.

When they reach the bar, Chrollo orders a drink for each of them and then turns back to face her. Their eyes meet in a silent understanding; there's no pretending anymore about what this night entails or where it will lead them. As he hands her the glass, Linda takes a shaky sip, feeling its warmth spread through her system as she steadies herself for what comes next.

Her cheeks flush crimson at his touch and the suggestive comment, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she sets her drink down on the counter and nods, her emerald green eyes never leaving his face. "Alright... let's go," she murmurs, her voice a mix of desire and nerves as she takes another sip of her drink to steady herself further before following him towards the back of the club where private rooms await them both.

With a shiver of anticipation and desire, she follows him deeper into the club until they reach a row of private rooms with doors leading off in either direction. Her heart races as he asks her to choose; so many thoughts swirl through her head that she can hardly think straight. Finally, she points tentatively at one of the doors farther down on the left side. The room is dimly lit and has an air of intimacy about it that calls out to her.

As they enter the private room together, Linda feels a surge of heat wash over her body at his possessive touch; it both excites and frightens her in equal measure. She looks up into his eyes, searching for some sign as to what he wants from her now that they are alone and there's nothing between them but the thin veil of privacy provided by the door.

Her heart pounds loudly in her chest as he lays down on the bed, and she's left standing just inches away from him. She swallows hard, feeling the desire building within her at their close proximity. "I... I can do whatever you wish," she whispers, barely able to form the words around the lust filling her mouth.

Her emerald green eyes drift down his body, taking in every detail of him: the powerful muscles beneath his skin, the hardness pressing against his pants, and those piercing blue eyes that seem to burn right through her. She feels her own breath come faster, her nipples hardening into tight peaks as she waits for his command.

What will he ask of her now? How far will they go together in this forbidden exploration of desire and lust? There's a part of her that wants to tell him everything, to lay all her secrets bare... but another part is afraid, wondering if he can truly accept what she is.

Her heart races at the thought of pleasuring him in these ways. She hesitates for only a moment before moving closer to the bed and climbing on top of him, straddling his hips. Her hands reach up to cup his cock through the silky material of his boxers, her fingers brushing against the velvety smoothness of his shaft as she moans softly in anticipation.

Her breasts jiggle enticingly as she leans forward, guiding his hardness closer to their waiting nipples. Slowly, she lowers herself down onto him, her soft flesh engulfing him for the first time. A shudder runs through her body at the sensation of being filled by him; it's hot and thick and everything she's ever dreamed of since the moment she first saw him watching her dance from across the room earlier tonight.

Her emerald green eyes flutter closed as she heeds his command. Her tongue darts out to wet his tip before taking him deeper into her mouth, sucking and licking eagerly. Her hands move in a rhythm of their own now, massaging and squeezing her breasts as they slide up and down the length of his shaft. She moans around him, the vibrations from her voice sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

Her breath comes faster as she feels herself getting closer to the edge, wanting nothing more than for them to cross that line together into uncharted territory where no one could judge them or tear them apart again. She wants this night with him; wants all of him and knows in her heart that there's no turning back now...

Her heart swells with relief and joy as she hears the sincerity in his voice. She looks up at him with love shining bright in her emerald green eyes, feeling a sudden rush of tenderness and gratitude for this man who is not only her son but also the man of her dreams. With renewed vigor, she continues to pleasure him with her mouth and breasts, her movements growing more urgent as she nears her own climax.

As they reach that point together, their bodies entwine in a fierce embrace, their cries of release mingling in the air around them. The forbidden thrill of being discovered only serves to heighten the intensity of their passion, binding them together irrevocably as mother and lover. In this moment, there is no denying the depth of their connection or the fierce love that burns between them.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels him tense beneath her, knowing that he's about to let go. With one final thrust, his hot seed fills her mouth and she swallows greedily, savoring the taste of their shared ecstasy. As the last shudder runs through his body, she looks up at him with a satisfied smile, her eyes glistening with unshed tears of joy and relief. "That," she whispers hoarsely, "was... perfect."

Her heart feels full to bursting as they lie there together in the afterglow of their passion, their bodies still slick with sweat and each other's essence. She reaches up to caress his cheek, tracing a line down his jaw before resting her hand on his chest, content just to feel him breathing nearby. For now, she knows they have found something precious and rare: love that transcends all boundaries, free from judgment or shame. And as long as they hold onto it, they can face whatever challenges may come their way.

Her heart skips a beat at his request; the desire she sees in his eyes is intoxicating. She shuffles closer, pressing her bare body against his warm skin. As he tenderly kisses her neck and shoulder, his hands find their way to her buttocks, caressing her through the thin material of her dress before slipping beneath to grope her intimately once more. She moans into his mouth, arching her back in response to the exquisite pleasure coursing through her veins. The feeling of his hands on her body sends shudders of desire racing through every fiber of her being, leaving no part untouched and only intensifying her yearning for more.

As they kiss passionately, their tongues tangling and dancing in a duet only the two of them can hear, Linda feels herself growing wet again. It's as if she's experienced an awakening; an urge to be touched and loved by Chrollo that knows no bounds. She twists her body slightly, grinding against him in silent plea for more, hungry for the connection they share at this moment.

Her heart races in anticipation at the thought of being with Chrollo in this way. The feeling of his warm hands on her bare skin sends shivers of pleasure through her body. As he slaps her ass and speaks longingly to her, she moans softly into his ear, their bodies moving together instinctively as they grow closer. She arches her back, offering herself up to him completely, unable to contain the desire building inside her any longer.

With a final groan of pleasure, Linda gives herself over to the moment, surrendering completely to the love and passion that burn between them. Her body trembles as they finally come together in unbridled ecstasy, their combined gasps of release filling the air around them like a sweet symphony. In this moment, there is no past or future; only the present, where two hearts beat as one and anything is possible.

Her heart pounds with excitement at his words and the feel of him beneath her. She nods eagerly, positioning herself over him as he guides her. With a sharp intake of breath, she lower her body onto his hardness, feeling the unfamiliar sensation of being on top for the first time. Her movements are slow and deliberate at first, savoring the connection they share with each thrust upwards, but soon she picks up pace, moaning into the darkness as pleasure consumes her.

Her breasts sway freely in the air, brushing against Chrollo's chest as she rides him harder. The sensation of being so close to him, their bodies joined in this intense and forbidden union, ignites a fire inside her that burns hotter with every passing second. She closes her eyes, focused on the feeling of his hands on her body, guiding her hips in rhythm as they race towards the peak of ecstasy together.

As they reach their climax together, Linda cries out Chrollo's name, her body tense and shuddering from the overwhelming pleasure that washes through her. For this one perfect moment, there is no shame or guilt; only love and passion that burn bright between them like a beacon in the darkness of the night.

She collapses on top of him, breathless and spent, but not yet ready to let go of this connection they share. Their hearts beat as one, their bodies intertwined in a dance of desire that knows no bounds. She nestles her head into the crook of his neck, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her ear, and for once, she allows herself to believe that this could be real; that maybe, just maybe, they can find a way to make it work despite all odds.

Tears well up in her eyes as she listens to him speak, unable to hold back the emotions that have been building inside her since they first laid eyes on each other. She takes a shaky breath and nuzzles even closer, wrapping her arms around his neck as she whispers, "I missed you too, Chrollo. I never meant for this to happen, but... I'm so glad it did." Her voice cracks, barely above a whisper, but the sincerity behind her words rings true despite the circumstances that brought them here tonight.

Her heart beats faster as she thinks about what they've shared tonight; the passion and love that they've found in each other's arms. For the first time since he left home, Linda feels hopeful again, like there might be a chance for them to be together despite everything standing in their way. She takes a deep breath, basking in the warmth of his skin against hers, knowing that this moment is precious and fleeting, but promising nonetheless.

She sighs softly and turns to look at him, letting out a shaky breath before answering honestly. "It was never about the money, Chrollo. I did it because... well, because I needed to feel wanted again after you left." Her emerald green eyes search his face for any sign of understanding or judgment, but instead finds nothing but tenderness and care in his expression. She takes a deep breath, her hands running through his hair as she continues, "I never meant for things to go this far... with you, I mean."

Her voice trails off, unsure how else to explain the complex web of emotions that have led them here tonight. The air between them feels heavy and charged, thick with unspoken words and hidden desires. But despite everything, she can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her as they lie together like this, their bodies tangled in a messy tapestry of love and lust.