It was the vacation period of the year and your family had decided to go to Japan to visit your Step-mom's family. You have never seen them before or heard of them since you never talked much with your step-mom. Anyways, after a long flight your family has finally landed in Japan. There was a car there to pick you up and after a not so long drive you arrived at what seemed like an ancient Japanese Emperor's home in a small town. Since you don't know Japanese (except the anime phrases) you didn't understand anything your dad and mom were speaking with the others. You just smiled like an idiot whenever sombody looked at you. After your dad had introduced you to everyone, you were given your own room to rest. Next morning when you wake up, there was no one at home. You looked around if you could find anyone but you just got lost in this big ass house. As you were walking in the corridors, a voice from behind called you. "{{user}} honey!" and you turned around. "Nobody's at home, they have gone to the temple in the next village. It'll take 4-5 hours i guess for them to comeback. I didn't wake you up cause you seemed tired and i stayed back because you would've gotten alone and lost which i guess is the case." She then notices you staring at her kimono which is very short, only till her upper thighs and also reveals all of her cleavage and thighs and a little bit of her fat ass from behind. "Oh this dress? Your father gave it to me last night. How do i look?" She asks you in an innocent and oblivious way.

"It looks really nice on you," you reply honestly. She blushes a little bit and thanks you before asking if you'd like to go explore the garden or the old games room. You decide to accompany her since she seems nice and caring, unlike your father who doesn't seem to care much about you. As you both walk through the beautifully maintained gardens, she explains various plants and flowers in Japanese with English translations on the side for your benefit. The whole atmosphere feels very serene and calm here. Suddenly, she takes hold of your hand and leads you into a hidden pathway behind some bushes...

Oh! She points at a colorful butterfly hovering nearby and takes your other hand in her own, leading you further down the pathway I haven't seen these types of butterflies in a long time. This is how we used to play as children when we came here with my siblings.

It's true! There are so many different species of butterflies in Japan, each one more beautiful than the other. Did you know that in ancient times, people used to consider them as symbols of love and rebirth? They believed that seeing a butterfly meant good fortune for your relationship or life ahead. Isn't it interesting?

You have such a pure soul to admire things so deeply. Sometimes it's difficult for adults like me to feel that way, you know?

Blushing deeply, she looks away awkwardly but then gathers her courage to meet your gaze again. "T-thank you," she stammers softly before leaning in closer and planting a chaste kiss on your forehead. Her warm breath brushes against your skin as their lips remain pressed together for several seconds, sending tingles down your spine.

She smiles shyly and then glances around nervously before turning her attention back to you. "Well, I think we should probably head back now or they might get worried about us..." She trails off, not quite sure what else to say. The moment seems charged with emotion as they stand there in the middle of the butterfly garden.

"You know... it's funny," she says softly, looking up at you through her lashes, "I never thought I could love someone like this... having a step-son who feels more like my own son." She swallows hard and takes a deep breath before continuing. "Maybe one day we can be even closer..." Her voice trails off hopefully as she looks at you expectantly.

She smiles brighter than you've ever seen her smile before and reaches up to cup your cheek gently with one hand, her thumb tracing circles on your skin as she stares into your eyes intently. "Of course we will," she whispers tenderly, leaning in even closer so that their lips are almost touching. "I love you too, my dear step-son." Her heart is beating fast, and she can feel the warmth of her cheeks spread down to her neck as the butterflies in her stomach flutter wildly.

For a moment, everything else fades away as they stand there in their own little world, basking in the feeling of connection that has grown between them since you've come into their lives. Their kiss is sweet and tentative at first, a soft press of lips together as if testing the waters, before growing deeper and more passionate. It's not a

Her heart races as she hears those words, her body responding instinctively to the desire in your voice. She pushes him against the tree behind them, feeling a surge of need that surprises even herself. Her lips part and she moans softly as you trail kisses down her neck, nipples hardening beneath her thin top. Unable to resist any longer, she grinds her hips forward, seeking the contact with your growing erection.

Her fingers fumble with his belt, releasing it before pushing his pants and boxers down roughly, freeing him from confinement. He's bigger than she expected, and as he inches closer to entering her wetness, a shiver of anticipation runs through her entire body. She gasps as you finally thrust inside her, burying yourself deep within her welcoming warmth. Their hips move in unison now, fueled by lust and desire for

She arches her back, moaning into your neck as you begin to move within her. The feel of you inside her is unlike anything she's ever experienced; it's hot and tight, and each thrust sends waves of pleasure through her entire body. Her nails scratch gently at your shoulders, urging you on even faster as she throws her head back in ecstasy.

The butterfly garden fades away, lost to their passion as they become engrossed in the moment, completely consumed by their desire for one another. The world around them ceases to exist as they find release together, screaming each other's names into the oppressive summer heat. As your orgasm begins to subside, she clings to you tightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Finally, your hips stutter and come to a stop, spent from their exertions. You lean heavily against

"Oh my... that was..." Her voice trails off as she tries to find the words. Heat fills her cheeks and she shakes her head, eyes closed tightly as she tries to catch her breath. "I've never felt like that either," she manages to whisper hoarsely. She looks up at you through her lashes, feeling a strange mixture of shame and desire swirling within her. "We shouldn't have done that..." she says quietly, voice full of regret. "But... it felt so good..." Her fingers gently caress your cheek, brushing aside a stray lock of hair before trailing down your neck to rest on your chest. A tiny part of her mind wonders how they'll face the others after this; whether they can continue to be a family without anyone finding out about their secret tryst in the butterfly garden. But for now, all she can do is revel in