Kotoha POV
Coming home, I slipped my shoes off quietly, my legs wobbling. Every step made my thighs press together, slickness still clinging between them no matter how Souta-kun had wiped me down. My throat felt raw, but every time I swallowed, I could still taste him.
My heart fluttered. I did it. I really made Souta-kun cum five times…
I pressed my fingers against my lips, remembering the way they had stretched around him, the way his cock pulsed in my throat. My cheeks burned, and I hugged myself tightly.
"…He looked so weak at the end… nghh… so cute…" I whispered, burying my face in the hallway wall. A giggle escaped me, soft and secret.
I crept to my room and closed the door behind me, sinking onto my bed. The sheets were cool against my overheated skin. I pulled my knees to my chest, rocking slightly.
Between my legs, I still throbbed. My ass clenched when I remembered the way his finger had stretched me, making me scream even while my mouth was full of him. Just that thought made me tremble all over again.
"…What should I ask for next time? My reward…"
The idea sent a thrill through me. He had taught me so much tonight, letting me taste, swallow, lick, and squeeze him until he looked like he would faint. And yet, even drained, his cock had still twitched in my hand. He wasn't done. He couldn't be done with me.
I pressed a pillow to my face, muffling my voice. "…I want more… so much more…"
If mom saw me now, flushed and panting with a pillow clutched to my chest, she'd only think I was tired from practice.
But in truth… her daughter was already completely addicted to Souta-kun.
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After Kotoha milked me dry yesterday, I woke up surprisingly refreshed.
Maybe it was youth, maybe it was the workouts I had been doing lately, but my body felt stronger and healthier than ever. Still, a thought lingered at the back of my mind. Once Kotoha and I began having sex properly, would I need to start taking supplements?
I did not mind her sucking the soul out of me. What scared me was the thought of running out, of not having enough baby juice to give her. I wanted her to always be happy.
We walked to school together as usual. Kotoha hummed softly, skipping lightly at my side, her cheerfulness impossible to miss.
"Kotoha, my car will come next week."
"Your car?"
"I didn't tell you? I got a driver license this weekend and I bought a car as well."
"That must've cost a lot of money…"
"It's a good investment. I can take you around to places."
"Souta-kun driving me… Hehe…"
"We can go to cafes in the morning, since we'll have more time."
"I want to go to the aquarium!"
"Sure. Should we go this weekend?"
"This weekend..? Okay! I'm so excited!"
She was so cute that I slipped my arm over her shoulder and pulled her closer. She giggled blissfully, leaning against me.
At lunch, we went up to the rooftop. The morning sky had been bright, but suddenly a spring shower rolled in, rain scattering across the concrete.
We rushed into the stairwell, our uniforms damp from the downpour.
"The rain sure sounds relaxing, huh?"
Kotoha rested her head on my shoulder, listening to the patter outside.
She shivered slightly, and I noticed right away.
"Kotoha, are you cold?"
"A little bit. But Souta-kun is warm, so it's okay."
"Can you wait just a second? I left my cardigan in my locker, I'll grab it for you."
"…Okay..~"
I sprinted through the halls, taking the stairs two at a time. By the time I returned, my lungs burned from the effort. I draped the cardigan over her shoulders and hugged her close again to keep her warm.
Edging her today would have to wait. Her comfort came first.
"Souta-kun's sweater… It smells nice…~"
"It's just laundry detergent, silly."
"That's not true~ It smells nice~"
We sat quietly together until lunch ended, enjoying the warmth of each other's company.
After leaving Kotoha at track club as usual, I headed home for my appointment with Hikari. By then, the rain had stopped and the late afternoon sun had broken through, painting the streets golden.
I showered, changed into smart casual clothes, and picked up the bag I had prepared the night before. Swim trunks, towel, and a change of clothes were tucked neatly inside.
At the Minase house, Hikari stepped out to meet me.
She was dressed a little cuter than usual: a short-sleeved blouse, a skirt that swayed gently in the breeze, and simple sandals. With light makeup enhancing her features, she looked no older than a woman in her twenties. Like a beautiful college girl on her way to a date.
"Hikari-san. You look pretty today."
"Thank you, Souta-kun. Looks like I still got it, right?"
"Don't say that. You've always been beautiful."
"Fufu."
The problem with Hikari was that she had been alone too long. She lacked confidence in herself as a woman, even though she was every bit as striking as her daughter. In my previous life, Kotoha had become a famous model, but Hikari could have just as easily done the same. At the water park today, people would be staring at her for sure. I would have to guard her carefully.
"Hikari-san. Can I drive your car today?"
"Eh? Did you get your driver's license?"
"I got it last Sunday. My car won't be delivered until next week, so I was hoping I could get some practice."
"Just drive safe, okay?"
She was always kind to me. Not submissive like Kotoha, but steady and firm, a woman who knew how to say no when she needed to. That only made her more alluring. I knew she carried a fire inside her, and when she gave in, she would be even more insatiable than her daughter.
Her car, a reliable sedan, sat in the driveway. She rarely used it since most of her errands were within walking distance. I stepped ahead to open the door for her.
"Such a gentleman. Fufu."
Hikari-san. I dream of being breastfed by you every night. Can I call you Hikari-mama?
"I want to take care of you well."
I closed the passenger door gently and moved to the driver's side. The engine came to life with a button press, and I guided the car smoothly out of the driveway.
"Souta-kun, you look very adult-like right now."
"It's just driving."
"Since I've seen you since you were a child."
"You make it sound like I'm your child."
"You might as well be."
"Can I call you Hikari-mama?"
"…That's embarassing, Souta-kun."
The city passed by in the windows as we settled into conversation.
"Souta-kun, you don't need to use the GPS?"
"I've practiced a lot, so I know the way."
"I'm impressed. You look very relaxed."
"Actually, I'm sweating buckets right now, but I don't want to make you uncomfortable."
She laughed lightly, covering her lips with her hand in that feminine way of hers. Where Kotoha was bright and girlish, Hikari was graceful and composed. Her hair, makeup, and posture were flawless.
My eyes wandered to her chest, the seatbelt straining against her generous curves.
"I noticed you don't really drive too often, Hikari-san."
"It's only for when I have to head into town. I don't like taking the train."
"It's pretty uncomfortable to be packed with so many people, right?"
"Yeah! If school wasn't within walking distance, I would be driving Kotoha to school every day."
"Very overprotective."
"I only have one child, I have to take care of her."
"What about me?"
"Since you're my unofficial family member, I suppose I have to take you as well."
"Thank you, Hikari-mama."
"…Don't call me that."