[Chapter 2] My girlfriend's Mother is my first love. Mother and daughter triple play
Chapter 2: Unquenchable Thirst—The Forbidden Passion of Kano-Mama and Her Daughter’s Boyfriend
That day. The day he reunited with his first love.
Junsuke fled the room, filled with ragged breathing, as if escaping. He sent Kaoru an email apologizing for leaving before her return, claiming it felt awkward with just her mother. Her reply, tinged with her own apologies, only deepened his guilt.
(I really messed up…)
He’d lost control.
It was almost like rape. Knowing Sae’s restraint, he deliberately tipped the scales. He unleashed years of pent-up desire on her without coherent words.
The worst part? It felt incredible. The pleasure from five years ago wasn’t just a first-time fluke.
“This can’t go on…”
Obviously. What kind of idiot visits his girlfriend’s mother for a greeting and ends up violating her?
Fortunately—or unfortunately—it was a day he didn’t need to attend school.
“I should apologize, at least…”
Even if she didn’t forgive him, that was a bridge to cross later. He dragged himself out of bed.
—
Sae Sei spent the afternoon in a daze.
A few days ago, she’d succumbed to carnal desire after years, soaring to ecstasy. Her body burned from within, her brain flickering with sparks of light. It was a true climax, something she hadn’t achieved in years with masturbation or toys.
She still hadn’t recovered from the shock. Though she’d managed to clean up, her responses to her daughter upon her return were half-hearted. Alone, memories flooded back, stalling household chores. Lunch was untouched, last night’s laundry still sat in the washing machine.
But more than that—
“What have I done…?”
Covering her face, Sae lamented her sin.
To preserve Kaoru’s purity until marriage, she’d taken it upon herself to sate her daughter’s boyfriend’s desires.
A ridiculous proposition. Yet she’d fallen for it.
(Even if it’s been years since I’ve had sex…)
Married in her teens to her late husband, she bore Kaoru and lived seventeen years as a virtuous, upright mother, strict in her daughter’s upbringing—save for that one summer tryst. They say a woman’s libido peaks past thirty. Whether true or not, Sae fit the mold. She occasionally relieved herself, and—absolute secret from Kaoru—her locked bedroom drawer held certain toys.
“Junsuke-kun…”
She murmured his name. Her daughter’s boyfriend. The boy from that summer memory. The man who plunged her into a crucible of pleasure.
Shaking her head, she banished his image. Her hand, drifting toward her secret place, stopped.
“No, no…! I can’t betray Kaoru like that. Never again.”
She tried to force the words out when—
Ding-dong. The doorbell chimed, making her jump.
“D-Delivery, maybe?”
Knowing it was a hollow thought, she checked the intercom monitor.
“—!”
Her throat tightened.
There was the face she’d seen days ago.
Minutes later, they sat across from each other, a repeat of their prior encounter.
“I’m so sorry!”
This time, Junsuke bowed first, his head low.
“Doing something like that so suddenly… Even if you’re my unforgettable woman, Sae-san…”
“N-No, it’s…”
Sae had planned to say something to him, but his preemptive apology threw her off. And his words—
(U-Unforgettable woman… Me…)
Glancing back hesitantly, she saw him still bowing deeply. She sighed.
“Raise your head, please. Let’s pretend it didn’t happen. Considering five years ago, we’re even… And above all, I’m her mother, and you’re her boyfriend…”
“Yes…”
Junsuke lifted his head, his expression heavy. Their eyes met, lingering.
Both reflected on their reunion after five years.
(Sae-san’s still so beautiful… Like Kaoru, but her slightly downturned eyes give her a softer air.)
(Junsuke-kun’s grown so much… Back then, he was more cute, but now he’s so masculine.)
Awkwardly, they sipped their tea, searching for something to say. Inevitably, the topic turned to their common ground.
“H-How’s Kaoru at school?”
“She’s incredibly reliable. Students and teachers alike depend on her.”
As Junsuke spoke of his girlfriend, memories surfaced.
“She’s always so busy. We’ve been together over a year, but lately, when it’s just us, she lets her guard down.”
He recalled an evening when Kaoru called him to the student council room, saying, “You’re the only one I can ask for this, Kouki-senpai,” and requested a lap pillow. Exhausted, she fell asleep in minutes, and he watched over her until closing time.
“I see. She’s always so spirited… Knowing she has someone like you to lean on at school eases my mind.”
“I thought she seemed a bit younger at home than at school. She can relax here, right?”
“I hope so. I’ve been a strict parent, after all.”
“She said you love her the most. Your feelings are getting through.”
Sae’s eyes glistened slightly. She was touched by her daughter’s words and heartened by the reliable boy she trusted enough to share them with.
For a moment, they both thought of Kaoru.
Resolute, upright, just, unyielding to the strong, compassionate to the weak. A brilliant, beautiful, and driven girl, seemingly untouched by the world’s impurities. Despite their different perspectives, their admiration for her was the same.
They couldn’t defile such a being with selfish desires.
“Junsuke-kun, with her, that kind of thing…”
“That kind of thing” could only mean one thing to them. Junsuke nodded instantly.
“I know. Unless she asks for it.”
Sae exhaled in relief, but—
(He did it with me without me asking… Was it because he couldn’t hold back with me?)
Realizing her base thoughts, she recoiled in self-loathing. A tingling ache sparked at her chest’s peaks.
“Uh… Can you hold back?”
The words slipped out, born from that ache.
Junsuke’s cheeks flushed red, confusion swirling.
(Why would Sae-san suddenly ask that?)
He looked down, unable to say he couldn’t.
“…I’ll manage, uh, by myself.”
As he spoke, he mentally reviewed his collection. As mentioned, only women with exceptionally large busts and hips, with perfect proportions, aroused him. Rotating his videos and manga was fine, but—
(Maybe I’ll buy something new… Manga, with my budget.)
It’s a cheap thought, he admitted, but typical for a high schooler’s finances.
“Um, Junsuke-kun…”
He looked up to find Sae blushing, averting her eyes.
“What happened the other day can’t happen again, but… with just hands, maybe…”
“—!”
Junsuke nearly lost his balance.
“I-It’s just! To prevent mistakes like last time… It’s because you’re pent-up, right? So…”
Her excuses poured out, but Junsuke’s eyes were glued to her. Her graceful fingers fidgeted nervously before her chest.
(With those fingers…)
Gulp. He stood, driven by desire.
“W-Would that be… okay—!?”
Sae, looking away, hadn’t noticed his movement. Her gaze returned to find his hips filling her vision.
Gulp. Now her throat tightened. Hesitantly, her hands reached for his belt.
Zip. As the zipper lowered, the bulge beneath his jeans, now just a layer of fabric, was blatant. Her slender fingers undid the front button of his boxers, and—
“U-Uah!”
With Junsuke’s pained groan, boing…! his restrained member sprang free, pointing skyward with violent force.
“Kyaa…!”
Sae, hand over her mouth, stared at the towering flesh before her. Last time, swept away by chaos and pleasure, she hadn’t truly seen it.
(It’s… so big now…? It was slimmer five years ago.)
And its angle—nearly vertical, the head swollen taut—spoke of his pent-up desire. But it wasn’t just that.
(Sae-san’s hands…! Kaoru’s mother…)
The depravity of the situation fueled his erection further.
A soft inhale. Sae’s right hand slowly wrapped around it.
“It’s… hot.”
Gripped between pain and pleasure, his cock was slowly stroked.
“Ugh, ku…”
Junsuke groaned as the sensation built. Her gentle touch wasn’t intense, but the fact that his girlfriend’s mother knelt before him, gripping his core, was electrifying.
“…”
Sae didn’t ask if it hurt or stop her movements. She knew exactly how to handle a man’s organ.
(As expected of a… widow, not a wife.)
Her strokes grew faster, more skillful. She noticed her own breathing quickening.
(Ah… It’s so hard. This…)
Her left hand rubbed the base, massaging his balls. The combined motions drew a bead of precum to the tip.
“Does it feel good, Junsuke-kun?”
His trembling hips answered. Feeling a touch of pride, her hands moved even faster.
“Ugh, ah! Sae-san, at this rate, it’ll… mess up the room…”
Junsuke, nearly consumed by pleasure, tried to pull back, but Sae didn’t stop.
“Ffu, it’s fine… Just let it out…”
Her face, flushed with sadistic thrill at his responsive cock, quickened her pace further.
“Ku! Ah! I-I’m gonna… cum!”
At his warning, her left hand swiftly cupped the tip, both hands sheathing the flesh blade for the final stroke.
Throb! Spurt!
“—…!”
A torrential release struck her palm.
Spurt…! Throb, splat…
After several intense pulses, her hands were thoroughly coated in thick white, the sheer volume telling.
“Haa, haa, haa…”
“Well done, Junsuke-kun.”
Gush. Her palms, slick with semen, spoke of the copious release as she stood, careful not to spill.
“I’ll wash up. Junsuke-kun, there’s wet wipes on the chest—use them to clean yourself.”
“Uh, right… Thanks…”
Stunned by post-climax lethargy, he replied. By the time he found the wipes, Sae was gone.
“Haa, haa, ha, aa—!”
The moment she left the living room, Sae’s steps quickened to a jog. Reaching the bathroom, she opened her semen-drenched palms.
Whoosh. The potent scent of a virile young man’s seed intoxicated her.
“Nku, haa, fu, fuu…”
She stared at the sticky mess with heated eyes.
Five years ago, she’d swallowed it greedily.
Having knelt at his hips for minutes, her own groin now radiated heat and moisture.
“…Haa, haa, ha…”
Her trembling tongue nearly reached for the pleasure’s remnants—
“No—!”
At the last moment, she regained her senses, slamming the faucet lever. Water rushed out, washing the semen away as she glared at it like an enemy.
(No, I can’t. How could I lose myself? This is for Kaoru—)
Yet, she keenly felt her own desire. Days ago, her body had been “awakened” after five years.
Both Sae and Junsuke knew it was wrong.
Yet both burned with desire.
And both had compromised.
This was the result.
(I’m the worst…)
Hours later, facing her daughter’s return, she struggled to meet her eyes.
---
Two days later.
“Already… pent up again?”
“Sorry…”
Sae, arms crossed under her ample chest, sighed in exasperation but let her daughter’s boyfriend into the house on a weekday afternoon.
Hearing his timid footsteps behind her, she sighed again.
(Such a hopeless boy… Can’t even last a few days. Does he really want an old woman like me that badly?)
On paper, she seemed exasperated, but—
Her face, unseen, betrayed excitement and a faint smile.
Junsuke felt perverse thrill as his girlfriend’s mother knelt at his groin. Staring at her brownish hair, he spoke.
“Uh, Sae-san.”
“What?” She looked up. Despite her sensual features, her skin retained a youthful firmness.
“Could you… use your mouth?”
“Eh—”
Her heart thumped loudly.
Her hands, still moving, freed his groin, and his rigid member sprang out, its tip aimed at her face.
“This…”
Staring at his now far larger organ, Sae recalled how she’d once taken it. Thicker, longer, surpassing the average Japanese man, its pulsing veins conveyed its heat.
“Well, you know, if it’s not sex, it’s okay, right…?”
Of course, Junsuke vividly remembered her ravenous mouth from five years ago.
(I thought she might like it…)
(He probably thinks I do… I was out of my mind back then.)
In a strange moment of mutual understanding, Sae tucked her hair back.
“God, you’re really hopeless.”
Then, she took his red, sweat-tinged glans into her mouth.
“N… amuu.”
She pressed her face as far as it could go, unhesitatingly deep-throating, unflinching as the tip hit her throat, gazing up at Junsuke.
“Ugh, kuaaa…”
(He’s making such pleasured sounds… The smell of a man… It’s numbing my mind.)
The dizzying sensation returned after five years. Holding the essence of maleness in her mouth was like consuming him entirely. The overpowering scent invaded her taste, her senses, her brain.
“N, jupu, bero, zozozozo…”
Her tongue, unable to resist, danced, lapping meticulously from the ridge to the shaft, cleaning the day’s grime.
“U, uoo…”
For Junsuke, this was only his second blowjob. Unlike the overwhelming shock of the first, he now felt every sensation—her soft and firm tongue, the tight suction of her lips and mouth, the endless wetness.
(This is insane! Some guys prefer this over sex, and I get why!)
Slurp, slosh, pop! Juuu!
Sae’s oral skill grew increasingly deft, as if rediscovering her rhythm.
“Njuu, ppa, come on, hurry, nchuu, zozoo, cum already… nbguuu!”
“S-Sae-san, that’s too much…”
Her free hand kneaded his balls, adding to the stimulation.
Junsuke stood on tiptoes, resisting release, but the dam would soon break. Then—
Clank.
The front door’s sound echoed into the living room.
“—!?”
Their eyes darted to the door leading to the entrance. Only one person, besides Sae, would enter the Sei household without ringing the bell.
“I’m home, Mother.”
Kaoru’s clear, resonant voice struck their ears.
“Oh? These shoes—Kouki-senpai! You’re here?”
(This is bad…!)
The obvious move was to pull out, tidy up, and greet Kaoru.
“N, nmuu?”
But, lost in arousal and panic, Junsuke grabbed Sae’s sides, moving her—still sucking—half-crouched.
“N, pufu, nmuuu!”
The motion shoved his cock deeper, making Sae gag slightly.
“Excuse me, Mother?”
Click. The living room door opened. Kaoru, in her uniform, stepped in lightly, looking toward the presence.
“H-Hey. Just visiting.”
Junsuke stood beyond the kitchen, adjacent to the living room.
“Oh? Kouki-senpai, you’re here after all. Why’re you over there?”
“Sorry, just having some tea.”
Sae, hidden by the kitchen counter, remained at his feet, her mouth still on him.
“I heard you were off today and got worried. I didn’t expect you at my house.”
“I don’t have many classes left, you know. I thought it was a day off by mistake… So I dropped by, but you weren’t here, and Sae-san told me to stay till you got back.”
His flimsy excuse made Kaoru laugh, exasperated but trusting.
“You’re hopeless, Kouki-senpai. That doesn’t set a good example for me. You said yesterday we’d go home together.”
She trusted him completely. Sae’s eyes, looking up, flashed with slight anger.
(You stood up my daughter?)
Her meaning clear, Junsuke apologized with his eyes.
(Finish it already, and keep quiet…!)
Despite her glare, Sae’s refusal to stop spoke to her own lapse in judgment. Her eyes dropped, and her head moved rapidly.
Unlike before, her motions were now silent but intense.
(U-Uoo, her mouth’s like a storm! How!?)
Junsuke couldn’t fathom how she managed it. Her writhing tongue and silent suction toyed with his flesh.
(I’m… gonna cum, Sae-san!)
(Cum… Hurry, shoot your semen from your cock!)
“—!”
With a stifled groan, his release surged through.
Throb, throb! The pulses poured directly into her mouth, never touching the air
(Ah! Such force… So thick… The smell’s making me faint!)
She didn’t let a drop escape.
Gulp, gokyu, nkyu, gukyu…!
(It’s fine, it’s fine…! I can’t let it spill, not outside! I didn’t want to drink your semen, Kaoru…!)
Swallowing the thick flow, tears in her eyes, Sae didn’t let a single moan slip, consuming his climax entirely.
(Ah—Haa! ♡)
Shudder. Her hips trembled faintly, unnoticed. Her panties now bore a clear stain of her arousal.
Feigning composure, she wiped her tears, mouth full of his scent, and stood from his feet.
“Oh? Mother, you were there too?”
“Just cleaning up. Junsuke-kun spilled some tea.”
Her cool demeanor belied the ecstasy and torment of moments ago.
“S-Sorry…”
Zipping up behind the counter, Junsuke answered, sweating profusely.
★
That night, after fleeing the Sei household, Junsuke reflected. That was too close.
“No good… I’m sinking deeper and deeper…”
Even he knew the situation was abnormal.
“What should I do… Talk to someone? But who could I even… Oh!”
Clap. He snapped his fingers and launched an online game.
cogy: …So that’s the situation.
It'sme: Hahahahahahahahaha! Seriously!? For real!?
FTO: What kind of ero-manga are you living in?
Minutes later, after hearing his predicament—carefully anonymized with no names, ages, or addresses—his online gaming buddies erupted in laughter in the chatroom.
cogy: Yeah, yeah, I know it sounds ridiculous.
They were the only ones Junsuke could confide in. Real-life friends were busy with exams, and the risk of exposure was too high. These disconnected online pals were perfect.
It'sme: Man, though, your first love and your current girlfriend being mother and daughter… Honestly, it’s hilarious to hear about.
FTO: Yep.
cogy: Come on, don’t just laugh. What should I do?
It'sme: What to do? It’s not like you’re breaking any laws.
FTO: Except you’re “breaking” a widow.
It'sme: Yep.
cogy: Ughhh.
It'sme: Well, if it gets out, you’ll have a hell of a fight with your girlfriend. Worst case, just marry the first love, right?
cogy: What!?
FTO: I mean, sure, but cogy genuinely likes his girlfriend too, yeah?
cogy: I feel like a scumbag admitting it, but… yeah.
Deep down, Junsuke couldn’t deny a fleeting thought: If I could do it with Kaoru, it’d solve everything without burdening Sae-san.
It'sme: Honestly, though, the mom’s a bit twisted too… Or rather, she wants it, doesn’t she?
FTO: Yeah, feels like it. Otherwise, who’d do that?
cogy: You think so? Not just pity for me?
It'sme: It’s not just that. You know women have libidos too, right?
FTO: A widow who hasn’t had it in years? Probably pent up.
It'sme: And women’s escort services aren’t exactly common in a small city like this. Takes guts to try. I could recommend a place I know, though.
cogy: Uh, ughhh…
Sae’s desire was undeniable—Junsuke had experienced it five years ago.
(But Sae-san going to an escort… I don’t like that idea.)
He recognized his selfish possessiveness. If his actions could satisfy her too…
(That’s exactly why this situation’s messed up and I’m asking for advice.)
It'sme: Look, why not ask her directly about it?
Junsuke blinked at It'sme’s suggestion on the screen.
cogy: Ask what…?
It'sme: What were the circumstances when you two first hooked up, and what’s happened since then?
FTO: Yeah. Sounds like her own issues are part of this. That old-fashioned sex education for her daughter, too.
It made sense. This whole abnormal relationship stemmed from Kaoru’s outdated views on chastity. If that could be resolved, it might fix everything.
cogy: I see… Yeah, maybe.
It'sme: Let me know how it goes! ♡ It’s the juiciest drama in a while.
FTO: Good luck.
---
The next afternoon, Junsuke was back at the Sei household.
Kaoru was tied up with student council and kendo club duties, returning late. Junsuke had offered to pick her up, ensuring no surprise visits.
“You want to know about my past…?” Sae started, then caught herself. “No, I’m sorry. You’re right. You deserve to know, Junsuke-kun…”
Junsuke had asked about her history. Sae, reflecting on her actions, reconsidered her initial hesitation. It all began with her assaulting him five years ago. While Junsuke didn’t see it as her sin, to Sae, it was unforgivable.
“You’ve forgiven me, Junsuke-kun, but… for another child, it could’ve been a deep trauma. It was a sinful act. You deserve to hear about my… life of mistakes.”
Straightening her posture, she began.
Sae Sei, née Sae Otsuki, had lived a reckless, promiscuous life since middle school.
“Promiscuous…?”
“I don’t know if they still say it, but I was called a ‘bitch gyaru.’ It’s silly, but back then, I was proud of it.”
Her behavior didn’t change in high school; if anything, she indulged further, sleeping with men outside of relationships purely for pleasure.
To Junsuke, this was shocking. He half-wondered if she was lying.
“Actual sex?”
“I had more partners than I could count on both hands… You must despise me now. That kind of woman.”
“N-No, it’s…”
Her past clashed so starkly with her present that Junsuke struggled to respond. With a faint smile, Sae continued.
“The turning point was meeting him—my husband.”
Her late husband, Kataro Sei, started as a transactional, physical relationship.
“It began as a money thing. But he was easy to talk to, cared about me. It wasn’t just sex—we went to dinners, dates.”
As they spent time together without money involved, they fell in love. Sae was seventeen, pregnant during school, married right after graduation, and gave birth to Kaoru.
“That’s… kind of a happy ending, right?”
Despite the complex feelings her story stirred, Junsuke felt relief at her resolution.
“It should’ve been.”
Determined to atone for her wild past, Sae vowed to be a good wife and mother, ensuring Kaoru wouldn’t follow her path.
“The first few years were truly happy—”
But after Sae turned twenty, her intimate life with Kataro dwindled rapidly.
“That’s…”
“It’s silly, I know, but when someone you love stops… desiring you sexually, it’s… painful.”
Her voice broke, arms wrapping around herself.
Junsuke recalled It'sme’s words: Sexlessness can be grounds for divorce.
Could love persist without physical intimacy after such a connection? Especially for someone like Sae, who once reveled in sex. Some couples manage platonic relationships, and elderly couples may outlast physical desire. But could a relationship survive one partner unilaterally denying the other’s needs?
Junsuke had no answer.
(I’m in this mess because of that very issue.)
“Still, I thought it was my penance for my reckless youth. I deserved it.”
Despite their sexless marriage, Sae poured love into raising Kaoru into an upright, virtuous girl.
About ten years into their marriage, she discovered Kataro’s affair.
“What…!?”
Junsuke half-rose, stunned. He’d assumed Kataro was impotent.
“I hired a detective, got proof. It was undeniable. He was cheating… with a teenage girl.”
“…”
Junsuke felt anger toward the late Sei patriarch. (If he couldn’t, maybe it’s understandable. But to neglect Sae-san and do that…)
Sae’s focus had shifted to Kaoru by then. Divorce wasn’t an option for her daughter’s sake.
“I pretended not to know. I locked the evidence away in a drawer and my heart.”
“That’s—”
Sae worked hard. She exercised, honed her body, elevating her already exceptional figure to near-miraculous levels to recapture her husband’s attention.
“Then came that summer, five years ago.”
“!”
Junsuke broke into a cold sweat at the timeline, recalling their first encounter—her crying alone in the woods.
“My parents were watching Kaoru in the countryside. They suggested we take a trip, just the two of us. I kept our issues hidden from them.”
It was a gamble for Sae. A few days away, showing off her perfected body to her husband. If he responded…
“But you were…”
He remembered her, crouched and weeping.
“He said he had work… He turned me down.”
Sae forced a weak smile, but it looked anything but happy to Junsuke.
(I’m making her relive painful things…)
Later, she learned his “work” was another rendezvous with his mistress.
“I was at my limit.”
Covering her face, Sae doubled over.
Junsuke understood. Spending most of her twenties in abstinence, neglected by her husband, who then cheated and rejected her heartfelt effort—it was unbearable. Yet she endured, alone, without lashing out.
(Could I do that? For a child’s sake…)
At that abyss of despair, Sae met Junsuke. She spent days with a boy who innocently admired her.
And that day, she devoured him.
“I’m sorry, Junsuke-kun…”
Recalling her sin mid-confession, Sae wept harder.
(This is bad.)
Junsuke realized he couldn’t leave her alone anymore, mother or not.
Wordlessly, he moved to her side. The vibration of his sitting made her shoulders flinch, her face still covered.
“…”
Silently, he pulled her close with his right arm, his left hand prying hers from her face.
“Junsuke-kun… Nmu?”
Without hesitation, he pressed his lips to hers, thrusting his tongue into her startled, half-open mouth.
“Muu!? Npuku, nn, nfu…”
Shock, confusion, resistance—then surrender. Her tongue met his invader.
Slurp, smack, slosh, chuu.
“Ah… Haa…”
When their lips parted, Sae’s face, brows furrowed in distress, was flushed. Junsuke spoke decisively.
“Sae-san, let’s go to the bedroom.”
“W-What!?”
He lifted her in his arms.
“N-No, Junsuke-kun, we can’t!”
“I’m going to have sex with you, Sae-san.”
“—!”
His blunt declaration drained her strength. She let him carry her to the bedroom.
Thud. Her ample hips landed on the bed. As Junsuke stripped, he asked, “Sae-san, got any condoms?”
“Th-There’s… some from when my husband was alive.”
She stammered. In truth, she’d bought them after his last assault, anticipating this.
He took one from the drawer she indicated, sheathing his already rigid cock.
“Sae-san.”
“B-But, no… I’m Kaoru’s mother… This is just to relieve your desires, for her sake—”
Her frail pretext was cut off.
“I want to fuck you, Sae-san.”
Stunned, she looked up at her daughter’s boyfriend.
“…Haa, haa, haa, haa…”
The widow’s breathing grew ragged. Prompted by his gaze, she lowered her arms, the last of her resistance. She didn’t undress herself.
“That’s fine.”
Gently, he began peeling her clothes away.
(In the end… I’m sorry, Kaoru.)
Sae apologized inwardly to her daughter. The worst part?
(Some part of me wanted this… I’m a terrible mother.)
Her blouse and bra were lifted, plop—her slimy breasts spilled out. Junsuke’s mouth claimed a nipple instantly.
“Ah, ah!”
Her body trembled at the warm, sweet sensation. He wedged himself between her legs.
With no plans to go out, she wore no tights. His rough fingers slid under her skirt, pulling her panties aside.
Schlick. A wet sound.
“Pardon me.”
With that, he buried his face in her groin.
“Eh—N-No! Junsuke-kun!? Stop—Nhi!?”
Snapped from her daze, Sae tried to stop him, only to arch back as his tongue worked.
Slurp, smack… Gruu! His tongue teased her clit, traced her lips.
(This is a woman’s… A bit sour?)
Tracing her vagina with a stiffened tongue, Junsuke marveled. He’d heard some could smell bad, but Sae’s was a faint, musky scent, more fragrance than odor.
“Ah, ah… No, no… My daughter’s boyfriend… licking me there…?”
Twitch, twitch. Her body shook with pleasure and shock, thoughts spilling out. Then—
“Hi—!?”
His tongue probed inside, confirming her wetness.
“A, ka… Haa…”
Her body relaxed after a light climax, legs splayed in an M-shape. Junsuke raised his head, aiming his still-erect cock.
“Here I go.”
Resigned, Sae closed her eyes and nodded faintly.
Nupu. With little resistance, his sheathed cock slid in, her insides writhing as if welcoming him.
“Nfu… Nn!”
“Uo, kku!”
Both arched at the pleasure assaulting their cores. This, their third time, was different—they were fully aware, choosing to fuck the mother of a girlfriend, the boyfriend of a daughter.
The first time, Sae lost herself to lust. The second, Junsuke did. Now, they retained rationality, knowing what they were about to do.
Even if that rationality would soon vanish, this was distinct from their past encounters.
Steadying his breath, Junsuke pushed deeper, parting her folds until his tip pressed her womb with a gush.
“Hi… Gu, ahh!”
Her inner thighs quivered, feeling him deep inside.
(He’s… in… so deep… so big…)
His cock, even compared to her wild youth, was exceptional.
“Moving now…!”
Her plea to wait came too late. He pulled back and thrust hard.
Zurooo, dochun! Zuru, guchu!
“N, nhiiii, ugyu, o, ohoo!?”
Animalistic cries burst from Sae as the relentless impacts hit. She scrambled to cover her face, clinging to fading rationality.
But that couldn’t stop his pistoning. The meaty stake accelerated, ravaging her from entrance to depths.
“No, haaa, nuuuuu!”
Shuddering, Sae endured the pleasure. Her covered face gritted teeth, holding onto sanity.
(So strong, too strong!? Junsuke-kun’s cock…!? The force…!)
Zakuzaku. Buried pleasure veins were unearthed. Each thrust awakened her body further.
“Nkuhi, akyu, hiuha, nguuuu!”
Her voluptuous body writhed desperately under his young frame, but—
(I won’t let you escape…!)
His grip molded her soft breasts, thighs, and ass obscenely, amplifying the sensory contact between their bodies.
(No, no, no… Why, of all people, does sex with Junsuke-kun feel this good!?)
Gaku gaku. Despite her shock, her body eagerly accepted the pleasure.
But it had been prepared. A teenage life steeped in sex, a decade of neglect in her maturing years, a young male awakening her, the sensation of cock and semen rekindled by one encounter, hand, and mouth. Now, a body fully primed met this deliberate act.
Dochu! Guchun! Supan!
“—! Hi! Ao!?”
This wasn’t her youthful or five-year-ago body. It was Sae’s current body, matured to devour sexual pleasure.
(I can’t… My body’s fully accepted him…)
As his glans crashed into her womb, her hands left her face, wrapping around his back to anchor her soaring pleasure. In exchange, her lustful expression—half-rolled eyes, a mix of laughter and agony, tongue lolling—was bared to him.
“Sae-san…!”
“Don’t look, don’t—Nnuuu… Ah! Ahaa—! Haa, noo, oguu, nohoo!”
“It’s such an erotic, ahegao face…!”
(No—My heart, too…!)
The widow, mother, and woman’s heart broke to lust, turning beastly.
Glancing down, Junsuke saw her breasts swaying wildly with his thrusts.
Haa, haa… N, hapu.
He timed his thrust, catching her light-brown right nipple in his mouth, nipping lightly and pulling upward.
“Hiiii—! No, no, my nipple! Not with that—Ngihi!”
The sweet pain shredded her sanity further, revealing a weakness.
Gnyuri. His hands grabbed both ripe fruits.
“U, uwa, incredible…!”
His fingers sank endlessly into the pliable mounds, stopping his thrusts momentarily. Struggling, he found her nipples and pinched them together.
“Ah… Ka! Kkhi—! O♡”
The tight squeeze made her vagina clench, pushing Junsuke to his limit.
“Gu, I’m… cumming…!”
(Cum! Hurry and shoot! Don’t drive me crazier!)
In her wordless climax, Sae nodded frantically.
“—!”
One final thrust. The condom caught his pulsing release.
Dogu! Dobyuru! Byuru, bobiyu…!
“O… Oo! On! Higuu, it’s… resonating inside…! N! Ohoo♡”
Her body quaked at the impact hitting her womb, her ample flesh trembling with the internal climax.
“Higu, ihii, ahao! Iu, noo, it’s hitting… Semen…”
It was a long release. When it stopped, Sae’s unfocused eyes gasped raggedly. Junsuke’s cock, pulling out, left the semen-filled condom inside.
“…”
Grabbing the condom’s tail, he extracted it, the sensation making Sae moan softly, her toes lifting her hips in a shrimp-like arch, spraying a squirt from her open groin. A soaked bed and a sweat-drenched, ripe female body remained.
(There’s no going back now…)
Physically and mentally, Junsuke thought, post-climax clarity settling in.
“Sae-san… I don’t regret this.”
No response. She covered her face again.
But he knew it was inevitable. From the moment he reunited with his first love.
---
“Kouki-senpai, have you made plans for next month’s long weekend?”
Days later, on a holiday morning still tinged with summer’s remnants, Kaoru, fresh from kendo practice, spread out a bento for Junsuke, who’d come to eat with her behind the gym.
“Not really, nothing yet…”
Tozue High had a long weekend in late October for its founding anniversary. Most seniors studied, but Junsuke’s schedule was, as usual, empty.
(There’s been no contact from Sae-san since…)
That weighed heavier on his mind. Given what happened, he’d kept his distance.
(I want to see her, but I don’t know how she feels…)
“Kouki-senpai, why’re you spacing out?”
A piece of katsu chicken on a toothpick snapped him back. An “ahh” moment. Embarrassing in public, but fine here.
“Oh, thanks… Munch. Tasty.”
“Good! Waking up early to make it was worth it!”
Kaoru beamed. She’d managed practice and made lunch for two.
“Sorry, Kaoru. I casually suggested eating together, but you made my share too.”
“No big deal! I always make you wait with my club and council duties. This surprise lunch date has my heart racing!”
Her smile stung his conscience.
(I’m sleeping with her mother behind this sweet girl’s back. What a bastard I am…)
As he wallowed in self-loathing—
“Back to the topic, would you mind if I visited your home during the long weekend?”
“!”
Her sudden proposal startled him.
“Oh… Sure, but it’s kinda thrilling. Just a plain house and parents, though.”
Flustered, he answered as she popped katsu into her mouth, nodding at her handiwork.
“Right. I’d like to greet your parents. Also, I heard my family used to have a villa near your hometown.”
Junsuke’s heart skipped. That villa—where he and Sae first crossed that line.
“Y-Yeah? A villa? Your family’s fancy… Haha…”
“So, I thought Mother and I could take a short trip there. With you around, it won’t be boring.”
Late next month. Maybe by then, his situation with Sae would shift. As they finished eating—
Buzz. His phone vibrated in his back pocket.
“!”
“I want Mother to relax a bit, since I’m always troubling her. The mountains there are close, the air’s fresh—”
Ignoring Kaoru’s filial musings, he checked the screen.
Can you come this afternoon?
A simple message, but unmistakably from Sae. He handed Kaoru her empty bento box.
“Sorry, Kaoru, something came up at home this afternoon.”
Her home, technically. Mocking his growing ease with lies, he stood.
“Huh? Oh, okay. Then next month—”
“Of course! You’re welcome! Keep at it this afternoon!”
Smiling, unaware her boyfriend was off to see her mother—his affair partner—Kaoru waved him off.
No answer came from the intercom, but the front door was unlocked.
Click. Junsuke entered the Sei household, a familiar act these past weeks.
“Excuse me…”
No reply. But he knew Sae was there. Not just her shoes, but a dense, primal scent filled the house.
(I’ve smelled this before… I didn’t understand it then, but—)
Walking the hallway, he passed the living room. He knew exactly where this scent originated.
“…”
Opening the bedroom door, the aroma thickened.
The nest of an aroused female. A pheromone from a body writhing in desperate need for a male. It permeated the house.
The same scent Junsuke, as a boy, had inhaled at that villa.
“Sae-san.”
Like that day, a lone female lay in the bedroom.
Clad in a provocative negligee, her plump, half-exposed ass faced him. Wordlessly, he stood by the bed, within reach of her body.
“Hey, Junsuke-kun.”
A difference. Without turning, Sae spoke.
“When you wanted me last time… I came harder than ever in my life.”
Her thighs shifted, impossibly alluring.
“You’re turning me back into a woman, Junsuke-kun.”
Her voice was accusatory.
“I told you how wild I was in my youth. Do you still want the wreckage of that woman?”
“Yes.”
His instant reply made her white shoulders flinch.
“You’ll be disillusioned…”
“I won’t. I know you’re a strong, kind woman, Sae-san.”
“That’s a facade. To keep Kaoru from becoming like me—”
“Facade or not,” Junsuke cut in, “if you’ve maintained it for over a decade, it’s part of you.”
Everyone wears different faces for different people.
“There’s nothing strange about your everyday face differing from your sex face. Go wild with me.”
“…”
Sae fell silent, her sobs leaking out.
“U… Ku, is it okay? If I… give in to my desires?”
Tears of a woman who, for over a decade, played the mother despite her husband’s neglect.
“It’s unforgivable… Me, loving my daughter’s boyfriend…”
Her ethics rightfully rejected her desires.
“Yes. It’s wrong and unforgivable.”
Her tearful face turned to him as he acknowledged it.
“So let’s be wrong together. Let’s sin as one.”
A sharp intake of breath. The silence stretched, but Junsuke waited.
“…It’s your fault.”
Words he’d heard before.
“Yes.”
“And mine too.”
“Yes.”
At his second affirmation, Sae sat up, spreading her legs, hooking her right leg and lifting it high.
“U, uoo…?”
A pose requiring extraordinary flexibility, exposing her petals and rear hole.
“…Hehe, old habits die hard.”
Her sultry smile accentuated the sagging breasts and ass, radiating obscene allure.
“I get it. You said you won’t be disillusioned, Junsuke-kun. When we have sex, I’ll be a woman again. I’ll go wild—so ravish me fully.”
Honey dripped from her flower in response.
The beast reached for the enticing flesh.
---
How long had they been entwined?
“Ohoo! Naoo! Hon♡”
In the dim room, wet skin slapped and beastly moans echoed.
Kneeling, Sae’s arms were pulled back like reins by Junsuke, her massive breasts swaying with each thrust.
“Ohon! O, oo♡ I’m, I’m cumming again!”
Her face, screaming skyward, was shamelessly distorted, expressing raw pleasure.
Bachun! A powerful thrust from behind froze her momentarily.
“Ah…! ! ~~! Guuu~~! Oho! Noo♡”
Her convulsing climax was fiercer than Junsuke’s memory from five years ago.
“Haa, haa… You came again, Sae-san?”
Panting, he asked. Sae replied pitifully.
“Ah, hi, haa~~, o, hi… It’s been so long… This real, filthy sex…♡”
Having bared everything, even her speech shifted, closer to her pre-marriage self.
(No… This is probably the real Sae-san from before her marriage.)
Despite years as a proper wife, Junsuke pulled out, freeing her.
“Haa, haa♡ Haa—Ahh~~”
Thud. Sae collapsed forward, ass up, trembling thighs quaking with lingering pleasure.
“Nfuuun.”
Spurt! A delayed climax sprayed, her knees giving out, her splayed hips hitting the soaked sheets.
“Aha, ahaha, feels… so good…♡”
Seemingly exhausted, yet—
“Ah, haa~~♡ Please, put it in… Fill me, ram it in… Junsuke-kun’s cock…”
Spreading her ass cheeks, she begged. No trace of her usual refinement remained.
(What an erotic ass… If I showed a video of this to the neighbors, no one would recognize her…)
Answering her plea, Junsuke mounted her prone form, entering in a sleeping back position.
“O, oa, ahaaa…”
She moaned as he penetrated. The position maximized skin contact, his arms sliding under to grasp her crushed breasts.
“Here I go.”
Zuchu, guryu! Bachun, zuryuu!
“Noo, higu, nfuuu, hii, deep♡ O, oho!”
(I could knead these ridiculous tits forever…!)
Her oversized breasts, part of his fetishized ideal, spilled from his grip, a cycle of endless fondling intensifying her pleasure.
(U, Junsuke-kun! Too much… My breasts, they’ll change shape…♡)
Pinned, pounded, and groped, Sae had no escape. Each thrust struck her womb directly.
Guchun! Dochuu! Juuurupan!
“Hooo, hii! Shi, shikyu! Your cock’s breaking me…! Noo~~”
Ignoring her ecstatic screams, Junsuke savored her soft flesh, accelerating toward release.
“Sae-san, Sae-san, Sae-san…!”
Her name, repeated, briefly restored her rationality. She recalled the boy who once clung to her.
“U, Uru, Junsuke-san…”
Her rationality teetered. Desperately, she called to the boy who saved her, now a grown man.
“Ca, call me… without honorifics… Junsuke-san…”
His thrusts hesitated momentarily.
“Sae… Sae! Sae, Sae, Sae…!”
“Ah, Junsuke, Junsuke…! Aa—! Higi, oho, nooo♡”
His pace surpassed its prior intensity.
Desired and claimed by a male, the pleasure overwhelmed her.
“Ha, hage, intense…! N! Ahii, noo♡ Ohii!”
“Haa, ha… I’m cumming…! Where, where do you want it, Sae… Mbu!?”
Her lips, biting his in response, silenced his crude question.
(Cum! Inside my pussy! Pour your semen, your cum, flood my womb!♡)
Her last shred of rationality kept her silent. With one final thrust, Junsuke broke their kiss.
“Sae, I love you…!”
“!?”
Dogu…! Dopyururu! Gobu, bobiyu…!
“—!? ! Nbuuu~~♡”
Her last rationality shattered. His unexpected words and release rolled her eyes back in a ravenous kiss.
(! I’m cumming, I’m cumming! Hii, I’ll die, die from cumming too much!♡)
Her mind felt electrocuted.
Dobu, dogudogu! Zubyururu!
Her bowlegged hips spasmed repeatedly, her petals spraying, the sheets drenched like a bucket had spilled.
“U, oaa.”
His long release ended, Junsuke propped himself on his elbows to avoid collapsing on her. Sitting up, he pulled out.
“Haa, haa… Seriously?”
His central pillar, despite exhaustion, stood defiant.
“U, Junsuke… Can you help me up…?”
Sae’s voice emerged, surfacing from deep ecstasy.
Her tone had changed, but she seemed lost in bliss. Junsuke didn’t question it, lifting her from behind as requested.
“Your back’s against me… Your hard thing… Hehe.”
“S-Sorry.”
She laughed through her fatigue, and he flushed.
“Hey, Junsuke… Interested in my back hole?”
“!?”
He froze. He’d be lying if he said her twitching anus during their rear encounters hadn’t intrigued him.
“Anal sex… I’ve never done it, but… I’ve stretched it alone, embarrassingly. I cleaned it today, so… if you want.”
Lifting her hips slightly, she spread her chrysanthemum with her fingers, its clean pink flesh pulsing invitingly. Gulp. Junsuke swallowed.
“A, ahaa…♡”
Schlick. His tip touched her anus, her ass trembling in delight.
Zunu, michi, nubu… Zunuuu…!
“O, iuauaa, oo, nooo…”
Slowly, the foreign intrusion filled her, a shock unlike her wild past, her mouth gaping with involuntary moans.
(Such tightness… This is anal sex…)
Junsuke squinted at the new sensation.
His cock vanished into her dense ass flesh.
“O… Ofu, uu… Aa, incredible…♡”
Her voice held no pain, only strain. Recognizing this, Junsuke rocked his hips gently.
“A♡ No, oo, hin, ofuu!”
In a rear-seated position, her rectum was excavated. Like pioneering an uncharted path, Junsuke, despite his lax views on virginity, glimpsed its allure.
Sae, devoured entirely by a man, felt unparalleled euphoria—the happiness found after years of neglect.
“Incredible, oo, anus, cock, feels… good… Nhioho♡”
Thus, Junsuke was enraptured.
His first love, entrusting her entirety to him.
Sae was intoxicated.
A man, decades younger, accepting her light and shadow.
So they missed the approaching footsteps, the presence beyond the wall, the opening bedroom door.
“What… are you two doing…?”
Kaoru Sei stood there.