Scanning the room, Ayako's gaze landed on the silhouettes interlaced in the bathroom. Though she hadn't witnessed the start, she knew she was far too late. She knew her daughters too well; the slender figure with long legs spread wide, being driven into while held in a firm embrace, was unmistakably her eldest, Tomoko. And lying half-collapsed on the bathroom floor nearby, her legs unable to even close, was her youngest, Serena.
In just one day—actually, just half a day—both of her daughters had surrendered their purity to a man they had only just met. Even if this man was handsome, talented, and had already earned her professional respect, a surge of maternal fury rose within Ayako.
She double-locked the bedroom door, crossed her arms, and sat on the edge of the bed with a stony face. She intended to wait for the three of them to emerge and give them a "surprise" they would never forget. As she locked the door, her anger flared again. How did I raise two daughters so careless that they wouldn't even lock the door while doing something so scandalous?
In truth, Ayako was being unfair to Serena. Serena had intended to lock the door, knowing how wild things would get. Lust was one thing, but she still possessed a sense of shame. She had only left it unlocked to facilitate Tomoko's secret plan. However, Tomoko had been so nervous when she snuck in that she completely forgot to throw the bolt.
As time ticked by, the moans from the bathroom rose and fell in waves, but they never truly stopped. Ayako found herself unable to sit still. The fire of anger in her heart was gradually being replaced by a different kind of flame—part jealousy, part raw desire. Feeling her own panties becoming slick and heavy, she suddenly calmed down, finding a trace of empathy for Tomoko's behavior.
Empathy aside, as their mother and the head of the Suzuki conglomerate, Ayako knew she had to stop this absurdity. As for why Serena had agreed to share... given her youngest daughter's personality, nothing surprised her anymore. Ayako had caught them this time, but what if someone else found them next time?
As Ayako debated how to confront them, the movement in the bathroom finally ceased. Realizing they were about to come out and still lacking a script for her confrontation, Ayako had a sudden, irrational impulse. She yanked open the wardrobe and dove inside.
Only after she was huddled in the darkness of the closet did Ayako realize how foolish her decision was. Her mind told her to get out immediately, but her body had no desire to move. Her misty eyes peered through the narrow crack toward the large bed, though she wasn't sure what she was actually hoping to see.
One wrong move led to another. By the time she gathered her resolve, she realized the "best" moment to reveal herself had long passed. But as she watched the three of them begin a fresh battle on the bed, Ayako found she wasn't in a hurry to leave anymore. She wouldn't be able to sleep if she went back to her own room anyway. After being hollow for so many years, what was the harm in a little comfort? Even if the "materials" for her fantasy were her own daughters and their boyfriend...
During the session, when Serena reached for her props, the sheer visual stimulation sent the powerful Ayako into a peak of her own. She couldn't help it; she had been empty for too long, and the taboo of watching her daughters with a man, combined with the constant fear of being discovered, pushed her over the edge.
Fortunately, the closets of the wealthy are vast and numerous. Serena's clothes, stockings, accessories, and private toys were all stored separately. Ayako had lucked out, hiding in the section Serena only used for daily outings. After her heart-pounding climax, Ayako felt a strange relief at not being caught—and a growing hunger for more.
Unwittingly, she watched the entire performance, "generating" her own pleasure the whole time.
Back to the present.
After watching for so long, Ayako had reached her limit. The mature, stunning MILF sat in the closet, her eyes fixed on the sight of the dragon plunging in and out of her daughters. Her long, shapely legs squeezed together in tremors, her full chest heaved, and her hand slowly fell away from her mouth to reach for the closet door.
It was too much. She had never experienced anything this intense. She looked at her own fingers; they were damp and wrinkled from her own slickness. But it wasn't enough. Not nearly enough. She needed something bigger, hotter, thicker, and longer...
Ayako's face was a mask of pure desire. Her watery eyes were locked onto the massive dragon currently sliding against a pair of white-stockinged legs. That ferocious, crimson beast now looked like the ultimate delicacy to her. Using her fingers a few times hadn't quenched her twenty years of drought; it had only ignited a wildfire.
Creak...
The closet door slowly swung open. The beautiful woman who had been "vacant" for nearly two decades stepped out with light, graceful strides, approaching the foot of the bed.
No matter how lost in pleasure they were, Yuu and the sisters noticed the movement. When they saw the elegant chairwoman emerge from the closet like a living phantom, all three of them froze in unison.
The sisters stared at Ayako. Before their brains could process it, their bodies instinctively recoiled a few inches. The sudden loss of their warm, fragrant bodies left Yuu feeling a bit hollow, but he knew a much larger "problem" was approaching.
Ayako's face was flushed crimson as her long legs brought her to the edge of the mattress. Within seconds, she had crossed the room, and before the trio could even recover from their shock, the stunning MILF crawled onto the bed. She moved like a cat on all fours, her sexy, mature body pressing tightly against Yuu.
The expected thunderous rage never came. Instead, they were met with a surging tide of lust. While Yuu and the girls felt a wave of relief, they were also utterly bewildered.
"Mom...?" Tomoko whispered, but Ayako had no intention of responding. From the moment she pushed open that closet door, she had abandoned all reason, surrendering entirely to her primal instincts.
"Auntie Aya—"
Yuu started to speak, but a long, fragrant finger pressed against his lips. His eyes met Ayako's, which were burning with raw hunger. As if their souls were linked, he instantly understood what the sexy woman wanted. Yuu threw all caution to the wind and pulled the "delivery" into his arms.
Under the stunned gazes of the sisters, Yuu and their mother locked eyes and fell into a deep, passionate embrace. Realizing what was happening, the girls' emotions were a chaotic mess. But seeing their mother completely lost in her own world, they wisely kept their mouths shut. Everything else could wait until morning.
Ayako was wearing only a thin, lavender silk nightgown; she had already discarded her lingerie in the closet. Her face was devoid of makeup but remained breathtakingly beautiful, her eyes heavy with heat and her lips wet. She placed her hands at her waist and gently pulled the silk tie...
The lavender gown fluttered to the floor, mingling with the discarded clothes of her daughters. In that moment, Ayako merged with them as well.
The stunning landscape of her body was fully revealed to Yuu. The snowy peaks of the beautiful MILF were already glistening with moisture. She collapsed against him, her mature, sophisticated fragrance enveloping him entirely. It was a completely different sensation from the sisters—less "pure," but with a seductive power that was ten times stronger.
The fact that her daughters were watching served as the ultimate stimulant. Yuu's already massive dragon surged in size, pressing directly against her "jade clam." Feeling the treasure she had craved within reach, Ayako's plush, shapely thighs parted voluntarily.
There was no longer any obstacle preventing the dragon from returning to the cave. Seeing the parched, beautiful face of the woman before him, Yuu gripped her narrow waist and drove home with a fierce thrust.
"Nngh...!"
Ayako arched her snowy neck, letting out a sound from deep in her throat that was somewhere between a sob of pain and a sigh of total fulfillment. Her gorgeous, sexy body stiffened for a moment before she went limp like a boneless snake, clinging to Yuu with everything she had.
Feeling the mature woman's incredibly slick, tight, and welcoming channel, Yuu felt his own nerves tingle with bliss. Intense, raw, ecstatic... whatever the word, all he wanted to do was move, to make this feeling last forever.