On the sofa, the young man and the mature beauty were lost in a storm of lust. Their tongues danced and tangled, frantically swapping and swallowing each other's saliva in a wet, rhythmic exchange.
Li Yuan's hands had already found their way beneath Erika's kimono, greedily clutching her soft, bare skin as he roamed her curves, savoring the intoxicating taste of forbidden love. Their bodies grew hotter by the second, their mutual craving becoming impossible to suppress. They were on the verge of a violent, soul-shaking collision, their clothes being torn away until they were nearly one...
"Lunch is ready~."
Kyoko's voice rang out suddenly, like a cold splash of water. The two lovers snapped back to reality. They were still in the living room! If they had continued their "deep-reaching" performance, they would have given her mother a front-row seat to the show.
"Ah—! Mother, don't look!"
Erika cried out in shame, frantically pushing the little pervert off her. Only then did she realize with horror that her upper half was completely bare. Her kimono had slid to her waist, and her bra was nowhere to be found.
She quickly covered her breasts with her hands, casting a furious, humiliated glare at her "brother" before grabbing her discarded clothes and sprinting toward the bathroom. As she ran, she caught sight of her reflection—her chest was covered in shameful, vibrant red hickeys. If her mother saw her in this state, she would die of embarrassment!
"Honestly, that girl... I never said you couldn't do it. Why the rush?" Kyoko said, shaking her head as she set the dishes on the table.
She wasn't some narrow-minded mother. It was only natural for a young couple to get carried away when the mood was right. In fact, she secretly hoped Erika would become even more "corrupted" by Li Yuan's touch. If Erika became a complete addict for his pleasure, maybe she would be more accepting when she eventually discovered the truth about Kyoko's own relationship with the boy.
What relationship, you ask?
Kyoko looked at Li Yuan, who was still shirtless and sitting on the sofa with only his trousers on. A flash of raw hunger crossed her eyes. What a magnificent chest, she thought. Li Yuan had truly grown into a man—a man whose broad shoulders could provide a lonely "Auntie" with all the support and pleasure she craved.
"Auntie, aren't you going to come over?" Li Yuan asked. He opened his arms, inviting her into his bare chest while radiating a soothing, magnetic wave of Aura to lower her defenses.
"It's not a good idea... Erika might come back at any moment..." Kyoko said, though her eyes betrayed her. Every cell in her body was screaming at her to throw herself into his embrace.
"It's fine. We can squeeze out a few minutes. That's more than enough," Li Yuan enticed her.
"Well... alright then." Kyoko's face flushed a deep red as she finally surrendered to her impulses.
She was Erika's mother; they shared the same blood and the same taste in men. If her daughter could fall so deeply for Li Yuan, how could she—a lonely, beautiful widow—resist the boy's charms? Especially after the "accident" that had brought them together.
She vividly remembered the night she swapped bathrooms with her daughter. When Li Yuan suddenly materialized in her bathtub, she had been terrified. But the terror quickly vanished, replaced by a strange, tingling excitement. She had bashfully covered her breasts and clamped her legs shut, but she hadn't ordered him to leave.
There was something about him—an irresistible draw—that made her lose her senses. Before she knew it, she was opening her body to him, their bare skin pressing together in the warm water. The friction of their bodies and the heat of the bath filled the void in her heart, and her mind began to go hazy with lust.
She had fallen in love with the feeling of being held by him. As they clung to each other in the tub, her "gate" had slowly relaxed, an instinctive urge to be filled taking over. And the boy hadn't disappointed her. He had quickly guided his hot, throbbing member between her thighs and breached her "sanctuary."
The sensation of having that massive intruder inside her had been terrifying at first, but as Li Yuan captured her lips and began a frantic, rhythmic "seven-in, seven-out" assault, her fear was drowned out by the waves of pleasure.
Kyoko remembered that the water in the tub was hot, but it was nothing compared to the scalding heat of the boy's cock as it ravaged her. Li Yuan had pinned her against the edge of the tub, his hands roughly prying her thick, ivory thighs apart as every thrust hit her deepest sensitive spot.
"Ah ha... Li Yuan... too deep... I'm going to break..."
Her refined hairstyle had long since collapsed, her wet strands of hair clinging to her sweaty shoulders. Her magnificent breasts—the pride of a mature woman—swayed violently with every lunge, her nipples hardened into pebbles as the boy took turns sucking and biting them. The sinful pleasure made her abandon all her dignity. She dug her nails into his back, her hips rolling and grinding against him to meet every wild, primal thrust.
When the bathroom was finally filled with the squelching sounds of their frantic joining, Kyoko felt the massive object inside her swell. A scalding torrent of cum erupted like a volcano, flooding her hungry womb to the brim.
Even after they finished, the boy had been "disrespectful" enough to "spit" inside her several times. It hadn't been her "safe period" back then, and she had worried about getting pregnant, but her age had likely saved her from the "consequences."
Since then, Kyoko's nights were never lonely. A certain "brother" would often teleport into her bed under the cover of darkness. Clothes would be tossed aside, and the bed would shake violently as they became one—a routine that had continued for several years. She had become addicted to the feeling of falling asleep in his arms after their sessions. She had even started sleeping naked just to make it easier for him to start the moment he arrived.
All these changes... just to make him love her more.
"Auntie Kyoko, you've worked so hard. Let me give you a massage~." Li Yuan said as she sat down beside him. He didn't hesitate to wrap his arm around her slender waist.
As he pulled her in, Kyoko naturally melted into his chest. Using the massage as an excuse, Li Yuan slid his hand under her kimono, capturing one of her mature, heavy breasts—a pair that was even more impressive than Erika's.
Feeling him squeeze her "conscience," Kyoko could no longer hide her love. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his, silencing him with a deep, passionate kiss. Erika could return at any moment, so her time was precious. She didn't want to talk; she wanted to use her tongue to tell him everything she felt.
Li Yuan happily complied, letting her soft, eager tongue invade his mouth as they engaged in a frantic struggle. The squelching sounds of their wet kissing were even louder than before, nearly loud enough to be heard in the bathroom.
Kyoko's hunger for him was borderline insane. She sucked on his tongue as if she were trying to drain his very soul in the limited time they had.
I only missed visiting her for two days, Li Yuan thought. I didn't think she'd be this lonely. But he loved it. Who wouldn't want a mature, beautiful woman like this to be completely devoted to them? Every time he thought about how he could have his way with this mother and her daughter, he felt like he was flying.
The future of this household was looking very bright indeed.