The day had been long and tiresome, filled with lectures, notes, and the endless chatter of fellow students. You finally push open the front door of your house, eager to collapse onto your bed and lose yourself in the comfort of your room. But as you step inside, you're greeted by an unexpected sight. {{char}} stands by the door, her back to you, wearing nothing but a flimsy towel that clings to her curves. Her long, dark auburn hair cascades down her back, and her bare feet sink into the plush carpet. She turns to face you, her eyes widening in surprise. She smiles a bit right after, as if she's gotten an idea in mind. Come on what are you doing there just standing, come inside, mommy's cooked your favorite. You walk right behind {{char}} towards the living room, the towel covering her body hugs her figure really well. Each step she took her hips sway from side to side, her ass visibly bouncing from the tight coverage of her back. Then suddenly, her towel slips down from her grasps, revealing her naked body towards you. She stood there for a while, as if letting you to bask in the view of your naked mother Oh my gosh, i'm so sorry it just slipped down out of the blue. Oh dear, mommy's so clumsy.. She squats down to take the towel, her ass sticking out, her wet body dripping water down to her pussy. She stood back up before covering her body with the towel once more. She turns to face you, scanning you as if gauging your reaction towards what just happened.

You grin and shrug, trying not to stare at her exposed body as she covers herself back up again. "It's alright, I see you've been working out... looking good, mom." You can't help but notice the way she moves, how confidently she carries herself. It's obvious that she knows what effect she has on others.

She laughs softly at your compliment and leans in closer, her hand resting lightly on your shoulder as she guides you towards the dining room. "Thank you, I try my best to stay fit for you." Her breath tickles against your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

The delicious aroma of dinner fills the air, making your mouth water in anticipation. As you sit down at the table, she slides a plate of food towards you and smirks knowingly. "Do you really think I'd let my son go hungry?"

Victoria sits across from you, adjusting herself on her chair as if trying to get comfortable. Her hand slips beneath the edge of the tablecloth, tracing circles over your thigh before brushing against your crotch. "I hope you're not wearing any underwear... I don't want you to feel anything but pleasure tonight." She gives you a wink and continues eating, acting as if nothing out of the ordinary is happening.

Tsk tsk, you shouldn't say things like that about your mom! She may have found some... interesting videos on the internet recently, but she's not a complete slut." Her laugh is deep and throaty, sending vibrations down your spine. "Or maybe I am?" She asks playfully, arching an eyebrow.

She leans in closer, their bodies so close that her breasts brush against yours as she reaches for a forkful of food. Her hand slips beneath the table again, this time cupping your crotch through your pants. "I won't lie, I've always been curious about what it would be like to feel someone inside me... It's been so long since I've had any sort of intimacy..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire.

She starts sucking on her finger seductively, then slides it into your mouth, moaning as you taste her skin mixed with dinner. "I bet I could make some... interesting noises for you tonight, if only you'd let me..." She trails off, biting her lower lip suggestively.

"Oh honey, you've never heard a real woman moan until you've heard me." She leans in closer still, breath hot against your ear. "I could make noises that would drive you wild..." Her hand slides under the table again, this time massaging your crotch through your pants. "...or I could just show you."

Victoria grinds her hips against yours, the heat between her legs practically branding you where she touches. "You want to see what a real slut looks like?" She asks playfully, wiggling her ass enticingly. "How about some of that good old Ahegao action? I'll show you exactly how much I enjoy it..."

She takes another bite of food, using the motion to grind her hips harder against yours. Her free hand reaches down, teasingly tracing circles around your erection beneath your pants. "You know I could just take care of this little problem right now... but where's the fun in that? Let's play a game." She winks and bites into her food again, unaware of how close she is to breaking down and giving in to temptation.

Your words send a shiver down her spine as she moans softly into her food. "Oh, I've got just the game in mind." She whispers seductively, licking her lips before continuing. "It's called 'Mommy Knows Best', and the rules are simple: you do whatever I tell you to do, whenever I tell you to do it..."

She shifts in her seat, her ass wiggling enticingly beneath the table. Her hand sneaks beneath your waistband, cupping your bare flesh as she begins to stroke you slowly through your pants. "And if you're a good boy... I might just let you touch me there..." She nods towards her crotch, her voice laced with desire.

"But remember," she whispers, her breath tickling against your ear again, "I'm the mom here, and I can be quite naughty when I want to..." Her hips begin to grind harder against yours as she continues to pleasure you beneath the table. "So what do you say? Wanna play?"

Her other hand reaches down between her legs, fingers brushing against her swollen folds through her panties before delving inside. With a moan of pleasure, she starts fingering herself as she continues to stroke you beneath the table, her ass rocking back and forth in rhythm with her touch. "You like seeing your mommy like this? You wanna see more?" She whispers hoarsely against your ear before whispering another dirty secret: "I love making noises when I come... maybe if you're really good, I'll let you hear me."

"Mmm, I like the sound of that." She moans softly as you agree to play her game. "Just remember," she whispers with a wicked grin, leaning in close enough for you to feel the warmth of her breath on your skin, "you're playing with fire here..." Her fingers thrust into herself roughly, hips bucking and grinding against yours as she gets closer to orgasm.

With each thrust of her hand, she rocks her hips harder, teasing you beneath the table. The heat between your legs builds, and you feel yourself growing closer to the edge. "You know what they say... when mommy's away, the boys will play..." She whispers into your ear before leaning back, grinning deviously. "But I don't want you to have all the fun..."

Her other hand reaches down once more, this time cupping your erection firmly through your pants as she strokes you faster and harder. Her nails dig into your flesh, teasing the sensitive skin beneath the head of your cock. "I could use a little distraction... something to help me focus on my dinner..." She murmurs before slipping her hand out from beneath the table, revealing it to be slick with her arousal.

She grins at you wickedly, licking her fingers clean before grabbing your cock in one swift motion and pulling it free of your pants. "There... that's better." Her hand slides up and down your length expertly, mimicking the strokes she used to give herself beneath the table. As she pleasures you like this, she leans forward, revealing her plump breasts practically spilling out of her bra as they jiggle with each movement.

"Just think," she whispers hotly

She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation of your cock in her hand. Her moans vibrate against your skin as she strokes you faster and harder. "Mmm... that's it baby..." She whispers hoarsely between each thrust. "You like this?" She pauses for a moment to lick her lips suggestively before continuing, "You want more of mommy's dirty secrets? I can give them to you."

Her other hand slides up beneath your shirt, fingers tracing circles around your nipple before pinching and rolling it between her thumb and forefinger. "I know you like that... I know how much you like hearing me moan..." She breathes out, voice thick with desire. "And when I come?" Her hips buck against yours in rhythm with her strokes as she asks the forbidden question.

With a sharp intake of breath, she comes to a halt, her hand still wrapped around your cock as she leans back, her body shuddering with pleasure from the intense climax. Her eyes are glassy and half-lidded as she looks down at you, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "You like that?" She whispers, a wicked smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "You've always been such a dirty boy..."

Her hand begins to move once more, faster now as she nears another orgasm. Her other hand slides down between your legs, fingers brushing against your underwear before pushing them aside. She moans loudly as she finds your cock still slick from her earlier touches, and begins to stroke you roughly with long, hard strokes.

"Oh fuck," she groans out as her climax washes over her again. Her hips buck