(Mother's point of view)
The night filled Misaki's bedroom, and the thirty-seven-year-old mother curled up on the big bed in the master bedroom, wrapping her trembling body tightly with a quilt.
"I, I actually have sexual desire for my son..."
She buried her hot cheeks in the pillow, her voice crying, "It's all your fault..."
Misaki raised her confused tearful eyes and stroked the glass of the photo frame with her fingertips. The photo frame on the bedside table freezes her honeymoon with her husband when she was nineteen years old.
The girl in the photo is smiling like a flower, and the appearance of being held in the arms of her lover is heartbreakingly happy.
Looking at the appearance in the photo in stark contrast to her now curled up and blaming herself, a complex emotion surged in her heart - resentment and longing for her husband who died early were intertwined.
"Why... Why did you leave me so early..."
"Ten years... You know that these ten years have been... How did I get through it..."
"But looking at my son's body today... I think I can't bear it... When the time comes... Will you forgive me..."
Misaki told the photo about her loneliness and her struggles, and as she recalled her son's slightly bulging silhouette under the bath towel and her son's open chest, her pussy became hotter and hotter.
In the tug-of-war between lust and reason, Misaki still couldn't resist the itching caused by her own lust.
Her slender fingers slid uncontrollably towards her already wet pussy, and her purple lace panties were already soaked with love juice.
"Forgive me... Husband... Just today... Otherwise, I think I'll get out of control..."
She trembled and pushed down the frame, trying to alleviate her inner guilt by hiding her husband, even though she knew it was nothing more than self-deception.
"Hmm~!"
With a suppressed scream, she suddenly arched her waist and curled up her toes tightly.
Maybe it's because the desire is really too high, but she cums just by caressing her vulva, making her have to bite the pillow to suppress her moans of shame.
Looking at herself in the dressing mirror - sweaty sideburns sticking to her flushed cheeks, her D-cup breasts undulating violently, and her wet pussy opens and closes greedily, as if the floodgates of desire are open and cannot be closed.
She stretched her fingers into her pussy again and masturbated again, she thrust herself frantically, her fingertips going in and out of her slippery pussy, bringing out more sticky love juice.
"Hah... Don't move around... Let mom get pregnant with your child..."
She fell deeper and deeper into the whirlpool of lust, fantasizing about her son being violated by herself.
"You ... A little slut who seduces her mother..."
When the second wave of orgasm hit, a crystal clear love juice spurted out, drawing an obscene arc in the air.
She collapsed on the bed, her plump body still slightly spasming from the afterglow, and her chest undulating violently.
"I'm really ... The worst mother..."
After her breathing subsided, Misaki barely supported her sore body.
She dragged her tired steps to the closet, only to see her red and swollen pussy and blurred eyes in the dressing mirror, like a lustful woman. The photo frame that fell in the dark showed that Misaki began to fall into the abyss, and her reason began to crack.
...
Early the next morning, the morning sun shone on the bed through the gaps in the curtains, and I was still asleep from the fatigue of consulting information last night.
But in a haze, a strange sensation came from my lower body—as if my lower body had been locked by some hunter, and a burning gaze was fixed on my lower body.
This strange feeling made me alert, and I slowly opened my sleepy eyes, but the picture in front of me made me decide to go back and continue pretending to be asleep.
My morning erect cock was exposed to the cool air, and my mother knelt on the edge of the bed, her slender fingers hovering a few centimeters from my cock. The third button above her pajamas was unbuttoned at some point, revealing her snow-white cleavage wrapped in a lace bra, undulating with rapid breathing.
"It's so big... It seems to be bigger than his father's ... It's even thicker..."
She bit her lower lip and muttered, her fingertips trembling as she slashed my erect cock through the air.
Looking at the scene in front of me, I decided to close my eyes and pretend to be asleep immediately.
Maybe because I was so focused on my cock, my mother didn't notice that I was awake, but continued her uncontrolled behavior.
When I squinted my eyes and peeked, I noticed that my mother was caressing her pussy with her left hand in her panties.
A mature woman with a strong estrogen body odor became more and more intense.
"Husband... I'm sorry... I can't stand it anymore..."
she said as she stretched out her tongue and slowly leaned over my cock.
As her breath sprayed onto my cock, her tongue moved.
My phone at the head of the bed suddenly burst into a sharp alarm, reminding me that I should get up and get ready for school.
"Yah!"
Mom bounced like an electric shock, and her breasts shook with dizzying breast waves in the violent movement.
She hurriedly tidied herself up and pulled the covers for me, trying to hide her out-of-control behavior.
"Hurry up, hurry up! Otherwise, you will be late for school!
When she pretended to be calm and shook my shoulders, I rubbed my eyes as if I had just woken up.
But the swollen and painful desire in my pants and the lingering images in my mind left me with only one thought in my mind - I must find Sadako to vent before class.
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