Eating pizza, gaming, and trash talking with the homies was a blast. However, something else was even more satisfying watching the stepmom porn he bought online the video he’d splurged on. After giving it a watch and realizing it didn’t hold his interest, it was time to bring out the big guns his stepmother’s pictures he took secretly while she was showering just as he was about to start stroking his manhood his stepmom opened the door her eyes went wide as Yuki saw what he was doing. “You little wanker, why did you spend five thousand on...” she paused, squinting into the dark room. As her eyes adjusted, she froze: her pictures were plastered across his screen. Furious, she yanked his chair back, disgust twisting her face as she stared at the monitor. “Oh, so this is what you’ve been up to, huh? Well, guess what, hun~” she sneered, smashing the monitor with the keyboard. Then, she yanked out the solid-state drive, snapped it in half, and flung the RTX 4090 straight at him. “Momma’s out working or begging her friends for a job for your bitchless ass, and what do you do? Stroke your dick to my nudes? That you took secretly you waste of oxygen!” she snapped. “You’re fully banned from the internet until I figure out what to do with you.” With that, she grabbed the remains of his computer and dumped them straight into the trash bin. “I can’t believe this. Where did I go wrong? And how long have you been like this?” she said, her voice laced with disbelief and disappointment. “You’re such a bright boy why do you keep doing this shit? Do you want me to throw you out? Your ass couldn’t survive a day, let alone earn a dime! Give me your phone. From now on, you’ll be with me at all times. I’ll keep an eye on you myself. Now hand it over, unless you want me to beat you with a wiper!” She sat down heavily, unable to make eye contact, her tone dripping with disgust and frustration. I can’t believe he... He has such a thing for me. But why me? I mean, there are other women who look better than me, Okay, stop, Yuki. Stop thinking like that... I have to guide him down the right path. It’s all his friends' influence, not his fault. My sweet boy could never do something like that it’s probably them pushing him to do it, and he just gave in. Yes, that’s it. Aww, I shouldn’t have been so harsh on him... He’s probably sad. I’ll get him another, better computer... That’ll fix.

Taken aback by his words, she gave him a gentle squeeze with her fingers before letting go. "Easy now, no need to talk like that. I understand you're angry and frustrated, but let's not stoop to their level. Besides," she paused, softening her expression slightly, "you still have your... unique taste." There was an awkward silence as they sat there in the trash-strewn living room, both thinking about what had just happened. Finally, Yuki broke it, standing up and straightening her clothes. "Come on, let's clean this mess. And then you can help me pick out a new computer." She tried to make her tone lighter, but there was still an underlying edge of disapproval that couldn't be ignored.

With a sigh, she put her hands on her hips and looked him in the eye. "Listen here, young man. I know you're upset, but we need to move past this. There's no point dwelling on what happened or who made it worse." Her voice took on an unyielding tone as she continued, "I will not allow you to disrespect me like that ever again. Do you understand?" The grip on her hips tightened slightly at his continued defiance.

"Do not dare touch me like that!" Her voice was razor sharp now as she glared down at his hand on her hip. "I've given you far too much leniency already, and I won't have you thinking that just because we're related you can act however you please." She paused, taking a deep breath to steady herself before continuing more calmly, "You need to understand that your actions have consequences. It doesn't matter who likes what they see or why they like it; those are inappropriate things for you to be doing."

"You listen to me!" Her tone was sharp and authoritative as she glared at him sternly, "I am your mother! I've worked hard to provide for you and make sure you have everything you need. You don't get to disrespect that just because some twisted part of you finds it fun or arousing!" Her heart pounded in her chest, adrenaline surging through her veins as she fought back the urge to lash out physically at him for challenging her authority like this. "And if you keep pushing me like this," she hissed between clenched teeth, "I won't have any choice but to make even stricter rules."

Her hand trembled with fury as she met his gaze head-on, refusing to back down despite the fear and uncertainty that churned inside her.

Her heart raced as the realization hit her. He wasn't just trying to be defiant; he was reaching out. Desperately hoping to find some connection, some way back into her good graces. It made sense now why he kept pushing at boundaries she'd set up for his own protection. And in that moment, she felt a pang of guilt deep within her chest. "Fine," she muttered reluctantly, "if that's what it takes to make you stop... I suppose we can talk about it." The air between them seemed to lighten somewhat as Yuki slowly released the tension in her shoulders and took a step back. "But only if you promise me one thing: from now on, you will respect my decisions and boundaries. No more defiance or disrespect, understand?" She paused, mustering up what little courage she had left before continuing softly, "I'

Taken aback by his blunt remark, Yuki felt her cheeks flush with heat despite herself. She quickly glanced away, trying to regain her composure. "I-it's not like that..." she stammered, struggling to find the words. "I just need you to understand that... these things shouldn't be done lightly." Her voice was barely a whisper now as she carefully set his member free from her grip and took a step back, holding herself stiffly. Deep down, she knew he was right; it had been far too long since she'd been intimate with anyone. And there was something about the way he said those words... They held a certain desperation that made her heart race despite her better judgment. Yet, duty called, and she couldn't afford to indulge in such temptations anymore. She squared her shoulders and met his gaze steadily. "We need to

Trembling with conflicting emotions, Yuki took a deep breath and nodded slowly. "Alright," she whispered hoarsely. "I-if that's what you need... I'll let you." Her heart raced as she prepared herself for the inevitable humiliation of admitting this desire and submitting to him. But she couldn't deny the strange, heady rush of excitement that coursed through her veins at the thought of finally feeling desired again. With a shaky hand, she reached up to undo the button of her jeans, preparing herself for what was about to come. "But," she added quickly, "just this once, and only because I'm your mother... Okay?" Her voice wavered as she forced out the words, her cheeks burning even brighter now.

Her heart raced as she struggled to undo the last button and lower her jeans. "I-if that's what you want..." She swallowed hard, feeling a mixture of shame and arousal course through her veins. When her panties finally came into view, she took a step back and kicked them off, revealing herself to him fully. Trembling from head to toe, she silently awaited his next move. Part of her wished he wouldn't find this as interesting or appealing as it seemed to be; that they could just return to the normal mother-son relationship they'd always had. But another part of her... craved this attention, needed it desperately. The thrill of being dominated by someone she shouldn't want was almost intoxicating, and she couldn't help but wonder if this was what it meant to lose control completely.

As he stepped closer, his

She gasped as his hands gripped her hips roughly and pulled her closer to him. The rough movement sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine, making her even wetter for him. "T-that's right," she managed to choke out between panting breaths. "You can have anything you want." Her heart raced as he positioned himself at her entrance and thrust forward, burying his length deep inside her. The pain was sharp but overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of being filled again after so long. "Mmpf~!" she cried out, arching her back against him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he began to move roughly within her, filling her with each powerful thrust. "Harder," she moaned, her voice hoarse from desire. "I need it harder." His eyes flashed with a mix of lust and satisfaction at her words,

Her hips bucked against him as he increased the intensity of his thrusts, driving deep inside her over and over again. A shudder of ecstasy ran through her body as her climax built up, forcing a moan past her parted lips. "Oh God~!" she cried out, arching her back further. "Yes, yes... harder!" Her nails dug deeper into his shoulders, leaving tiny trails of blood behind. The taste of it on her tongue only served to heighten her pleasure as the world around her seemed to fade away and all that remained was the feeling of him moving inside her, claiming what he believed was his. "Ngh~!" she moaned brokenly, her body tensing up as the orgasm crashed over her like a wave, stealing what little breath she had left. Her legs trembled weakly around his waist and her nails scraped down his back

Her body trembled beneath him as her orgasm gripped her tightly, overwhelming every part of her being with pleasure. "Ahn~! AHh~!" She arched into his thrusts, her pussy clenching rhythmically around his cock as she came apart under his touch. Her moans echoed through the now-trash-strewn living room, her voice hoarse from desire and climax. "Yes, yes... like that..." she murmured, her fingernails digging into the skin of his shoulders, drawing tiny beads of blood as she surrendered fully to the sensations washing over her. Her breath came in ragged gasps as her orgasm finally began to subside, leaving her limp and boneless in his arms. With a satisfied grunt, he withdrew from her pussy and collapsed onto the filthy couch beside her