“It looks like all the poison came out.”
“I’m sorry, I kept bothering Karen-san.”
“No… it’s okay. Otis-kun saved me from Roper earlier, and I was the one who had the means to remove the poison. I did it for you, my son. Besides, I still have one minus point because I showed my embarrassing side. I guess that’s why I don’t care about what happened. Huh,but why is your dick hard again?
(My son had an erection again—a full-blown hard-on!)
” I am sorry. I don’t know why I have an erection, even though you help me, mother.”
My groin has become so stiff that it hurts, and I can’t even walk. It seems like it’s the aftereffects of getting Roper’s poison on my Body earlier.
“Ah, I guess the poisonous air from earlier didn’t go away.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“What should I do, mother?”
“Please leave everything to me. “Those words were drowned out by her gentle voice and the feel of a warm hand on her crotch.
“It’s okay. Your mother will take care of it for you.”
“The woman in front of me grabbed my hard dick. She seemed to enjoy the sensation of the smooth, soft skin covering the firm flesh.”
“I’m sorry that I have to be your first partner. You may not like it. I am sorry, I am so old and a bad mother.”
“No, that’s not true… I’m the one who caused my mother to do this. My mother is doing this to help me. You don’t have to be sad, mother.”
I’m feeling really aroused right now. But more than that, as she lowered her hips, her breasts pressed against her body, and we made eye contact. I could feel the warmth pressing tightly against me, especially the hard part at the tip.
Karen holds my hands tightly, moving them back and forth with a focused look on her face.
“You are my son, and I love you. I will always be there to help you. It’s weird to act like a mother and son while we are doing the deed. From now on, we’ll be friends. If something similar happens again and you can’t stand it anymore, you’ll tell your mother. Okay? – Promise?
“Yes mother.”
Karen’s breath was just as hot and wet as mine.
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With her right hand, she grabbed my penis. Slowly, she started to pull. She looked at me intently, straight into my eyes.
“Oh my, you’ve grown.”
I didn’t know where to look for a moment. I left her piercing gaze and looked down slightly. She bent over slightly to give me a handjob, causing her breasts to hang slightly forward in her shirt.
“Yeah, just look at them. That’s fine.” Karen said it calmly.
The woman’s palm gently grasps the boy’s dick, and he can feel his shaft spring to life beneath her touch. She took some saliva in her hand and applied it to his dick. She squeezed and stroked the hardening dick until she felt it grow to its full length. She grabbed the thick shaft and squeezed lightly. His hips trembled in reaction.
Before he knows what’s happening, her fingers
and begins to manipulate it back and forth. The sight was like teaching a child how to pee standing up.
She grabbed my crotch with her left hand and rubbed it up and down a few times. “Mmmmhhh….” I moaned softly.
“Hm!” she muttered inquisitively.
She held my penis and balls tightly and gently massaged my balls with her fingers. During her slow strokes, her breasts swayed gently from side to side.
“Karen-san…♥”
Her hand was soft and warm. It felt a thousand times better than his own hand. It was like the softest silk. He closed his eyes and savoured every sensation.
“God, that feels good,” he moaned. “Stroke it harder, mom, faster.”
As if nodding to Otis words, Karen quickens her stroke, and the sound of water made by the fluid that glides rapidly along with it also makes its presence stronger. She continued the stroking motion, enjoying how great the hot, hard flesh felt under her willing palm.
“Look at me,” Karen asked.
Somewhat hesitantly, I brought my gaze back to her eyes. She gave a small smile. Then she wet her lips and started biting her lower lip gently. Her jerking movements slowly became more forceful. I looked at her with wide eyes as I continued to moan.
“Hmhh… hmhh… hmhh…”
Karen continued to rub him gently, feeling the heat and power beneath her fingers. She watched him closely, studying his reactions and expressions. She was happy that he was enjoying it so much.
“Does that feel good to you, son?” She asked as her hand slid back and forth along the length of his cock in a slow rhythm. She squeezed her eyes a little as she put force into her jerking movements.
The more I stroked, the more he moaned.
“Mmm-hhmmm..”
She now reached under my balls with her left hand and started to massage them first gently, then more and more firmly, as she continued to jerk me off.
“Nice soft balls. We mustn’t forget them.” She said it softly as I felt her hand tighten around my shaft with every movement. I felt every ridge, and no doubt she felt it too. Her pulling movements around my shaft became a little faster again.
“You can cum whenever you want. Whenever you want, Otis-kun.”
“But that’s it. Karen-san’s hands are going to get dirty.♥♥”
“Don’t worry. My hands won’t get dirty. Besides, you’ll feel a lot better—the more white stuff you get out of here, the faster the poison will go away.”
“Uh ♥ Hic… Ahh ♥ It’s coming out. It’s coming out!”
” —Okay. Let’s take it out of your mother’s hands, okay?”
“Cum for me,” she said innocently. “I want to see you,”
While holding the boy’s head, her hands stroked faster, and his moans became louder.
“Karen-san ♥ I– Kuk ♥”
“–♥ Otis -kun…♥”
There, there was a male and a female who couldn’t resist calling each other’s names. His back suddenly arched, his muscles stiffened, and a flurry of his sperm came out. She didn’t stop stroking until he was completely drained.
Something whitish and yellow hit the palm that was wrapped around the glans, and it bounced back. The slimy substance overflowed from the gaps between the fingers and onto the back of the hand, causing it to drip.
“Hah♥ Ah…uh..Karen-san!”
“That was an impressive amount of fluid you released…♥ Don’t worry, son. From now on, your mother will be with you all the time, so you can have a lot of fun.”
Otis was held between two breasts as big as his own head, being held and buried in them as he heard his mother talk.
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I suddenly came to my senses.
My hands were sticky with my son’s semen, and I subconsciously pushed something larger than he could handle against his body, bringing my face close enough that I could feel his breath.
I almost kissed him. I almost stole Otis’s first kiss.
It makes my blood run cold. The excitement I had felt earlier disappeared as if it were a lie, and I found myself lining up a number of apologies to Otis-kun in my head for what I had done.
I did something wrong. I should not have engaged in sexual behaviour with him. I performed sexual acts with him, such as giving him a blowjob and a handjob. I feel like a bad mother. What was I thinking? What have I done? I need to think fast. I told him to act like a buddy while I was giving him a handjob. No, no, no
“Hey, Otis! I’m going to fix my clothes in that room. Please wait a little while!”
“Yes, ‘Mother, should I go with you too?'”
No, Otis, you stay here, and please keep watch.
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“It’s over. It’s all over. I should’ve just stayed at home,” she would repeatedly mumble, like a criminal who just got caught red-handed.”
“Hey, hey, don’t get so depressed. Is it because of poison? No way, it’s not mom’s fault.”
“That’s why—I’m the worst for something like that between a real mother and child… I don’t know what to say to Otis-kun… I’m sorry for being a bad mother… No, I’m sorry… Please, I’m sorry… I just didn’t want you to be disappointed with me, okay?” She suddenly clung to me as if I were going to disappear if she let go of me.
“Mom, It’s fine. It’s fine. I’ll never hate you.” I would continuously ease her every time she repeatedly apologized.
“Sniff. Are you disgusted with your mother?” She asked as she weakly rested her hand on my shoulder.
“NO! Mom, how can I?” I firmly said to reassure her.
“Mom, you did that to help me. Besides, I can never hate you. You have raised me from birth, and I’ll be eternally grateful for it. I know just how hard you’ve worked and how much you love me.”
“….sniff… sniff…” Mom sobbed weakly as she heard me.
“Such little things can never make me hate you.” I said before kissing her cheek
“Little? No, you’re still young after all.” Mom widened her eyes when she heard me call what she did to me just ‘little things’
“No, Mom. I’m not some stupid kid; I can think for myself now. You were afraid that I’d hate you, right? I said as I looked at her.
“It’s not your fault at all; isn’t it natural?” When she heard me, I could see her stupefied face as she looked at me. ”
“It’s not your fault that a certain man didn’t do his duties as a father or as a husband. So you had to do everything yourself?” After I said so, I could see Mom bite her lips.
“Mom, I know that you said we couldn’t do this. But if I can make you happy by having you do such things with me, Then I’ll keep everything a secret, no matter what or how much you do it with me.”
“What? Do you even know what you’re saying?” Mom was stupefied by my words.
As soon as the words left my mouth, I could see the change in my mom’s countenance. Her furrowed brow slowly relaxed, and her eyes widened in disbelief.
“Mom, it’s fine; it’s fine.” I didn’t answer her question; instead, I just continued easing her like I did earlier.
She was ecstatic that her worries were all in vain; there was no doubt about that. However, things went so well for her that she didn’t know what to do.
“No,” my mom insisted, her voice firm and unwavering. “Do you really understand what you just said?” Her eyes bore into mine, searching for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty.
“Do you even know what ‘Anything’ means?” She asked, her tone softening slightly as she tried to guide me towards a deeper understanding.
I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as I prepared to answer her question. “Yes, Mom, I know, and “I…I have feelings for you, Mom,”” I replied, my voice just above a whisper.
Mom’s eyes widened in shock, and she sat up straight, staring at me with a mixture of confusion and disbelief. “What are you saying, my child?” she asked, her voice shaking.
“I’m saying that I love you, Mom,” I said, looking straight into her eyes. “I know it’s not something that’s considered normal or acceptable, but I can’t help how I feel.”
Mom looked at me, her expression softening. “I understand, my child,” she said, placing a hand on my shoulder. “But…such things should only be done with someone you really love, like your wife, right? I am your mother, so it’s not right.”
“Yes, Mom, I understand that as well.” I answered, and Mom still looked unconvinced.
“Mom, I’ll say it again; I told you, right? I don’t like seeing you so sad,” I said as I wiped the remaining tears from Mom’s face.
“If it can make you happy, then I won’t mind it. And if you’re scared of someone finding out, then we can keep it a secret.” I said this as I held Mom’s beautiful face before kissing her.
“Mom was silent for a few seconds as she looked at me, contemplating. I could see the conflict in her eyes—the struggle between her love for me and the societal norms that dictated what was right and wrong.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Mom spoke. “I don’t know, my child,” she said, her voice barely audible. “It’s not something that I ever thought could happen, and I don’t know if it’s right.”
I took my mom’s beautiful face in my hands and looked into her eyes. “Mom, I love you more than anything in this world,” I said. “And if you feel the same way, then we can make it work. We can be happy together, just the two of us. I can do anything for you.”
As Mom’s gaze lingered on me, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease creeping up my spine. It was as if she was trying to read my thoughts to uncover some hidden truth that I wasn’t even aware of yet.
Finally, Mom spoke, her voice low and measured. “I see… anything, huh?”
No, rather than looking at me, I felt like she examined me. Like a predator sizing up her prey, unlike earlier when she was confused as she asked, she seemed to have made up her mind as there was a certain glint in her eyes when she looked me up and down. It was a strange sensation, and one that left me feeling vulnerable and exposed.
“Anyways,” Mom continued, breaking the tense silence. “Why don’t you go back to the guild hall and check it out?” Her tone was casual, but I could tell that there was a hidden meaning behind her words. Was she testing me?
I opened my mouth to protest, but she cut me off before I could speak. “I don’t want to encounter another tentacle monster again. We should report it at the guild,” she said, her voice softening slightly. “And don’t worry, you have already passed my test.”
“And what about our relationship?” I asked, her eyes meeting mine once more.
“We will talk about it when we go to the guild hall or find an inn.”
It wasn’t the answer I was hoping for, but it was better than nothing. At least we would have a chance to talk things through and clear the air between us.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
