No More Sacrifices
I revealed my true feelings—that I no longer considered Father family. Mom looked at me with surprise when her son, who had just suggested climbing the Tower to earn money to save him, said something like that. She hadn’t expected it.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“It’s just… unexpected.”
“I didn’t suggest climbing the Tower because I love Dad. I only did it to repay what I received and to ease my own conscience.”
“…I see. So that’s how you felt. I didn’t know. I’m sorry.”
Mom had apparently assumed that, as a son, I would naturally want to save my father. I didn’t like that assumption. Anger welled up, but I forced it down. Expressing that kind of rage wouldn’t do any good.
“Is Dad still family to you?”
“Well…”
Mom hesitated without answering. I pressed on, wanting to make my thoughts clear.
“Dad begged his wife and son to take out loans and even borrow from loan sharks. He said to trust only him, then ran away. Is someone that irresponsible still family to you? I’m just curious.”
“I… don’t know.”
Mom neither confirmed nor denied it. What was clear was that she harbored just as much resentment toward Father as I did. The way this gentle, kind woman wavered proved it.
In a way, Father is impressive.
Mom wasn’t the type of woman who would betray her husband. I respected and admired that part of her. It was precisely because she was so loyal that I found her even more desirable. Yet Father had done something unforgivable to his own family—something so bad that even she wanted to turn away. He was my father, but he was also trash.
“Seeing your reaction, I’m glad I said it. I’ll say it clearly: this is the last time. I won’t sacrifice myself for Father again. Your choice is yours, but I hope you feel the same.”
“I don’t want to spend any more money on your father either. We’re not in a position to do that, and I’m exhausted too.”
Words I liked came out of Mom’s mouth. Joy rose in me, but I suppressed it and kept my tone firm.
“I hope your feelings don’t change.”
“I understand how you feel. I’ll try my best to keep it that way.”
We had exchanged words about Father—someone we would have preferred not to mention. Both of us became cautious and measured. I shouldn’t have brought it up. I hadn’t intended to talk about Father, but the conversation had naturally led there, and I’d gotten worked up. Regret washed over me. I didn’t want to waste time on him right now.
Haah… How am I supposed to suggest sex in this atmosphere?
I had shown Mom my anger toward Father and my future stance without hiding anything. Any statement that might undermine that resolve had to be avoided. Suppressing my lust, I rested and eventually fell into a difficult sleep.
**
Morning came. Mom’s face was bright, unlike the dark expression she’d worn while talking about Father. It wasn’t that she was truly cheerful—she was simply trying to radiate positive energy in this environment. We maintained bright expressions out of consideration for each other. In that state, we ate the fruit for breakfast.
Now Mom was looking at me, waiting. Since I was the leader in the Tower, she waited for me to share the plan.
“Mom. There’s something we need to do here today.”
I spoke in a low, heavy voice.
“What is it?”
My mind was filled with the logic that, to pass through the upper part of the forest, we needed to properly understand the effects of sex. I had prepared these words in advance to explain everything to Mom.
“Sex. We need to do it properly.”
I waited for Mom to ask why, ready to list all the reasons sex was necessary for survival.
“Let’s do it, then.”
Mom agreed immediately, without any objection or question. I was a little taken aback, but since it was a good thing, I accepted it right away.
“I’ll start right away. Mom, take off your panties and lie down. From now on, we’re going to properly analyze the effects of sex.”
I hinted at the purpose of analyzing sex’s effects while asking her to remove her panties. Mom took them off and lay down. I watched her while lowering my own. My already-erect cock appeared, glowing with a brilliant light and standing magnificently.
Positioned between Mom’s legs, I gazed at her pussy, which always moved me.
She’s already wet today.
Her pussy was drooling, as if eager to devour her son’s cock. I looked at Mom with an emotional expression.
“Th-this is because my body has become healthier after coming here, so it’s hot and… and that’s why.”
Even though I had only looked at her, she explained why her juices were flowing. I gazed at Mom’s flushed face with affection and brought my cock to her entrance.
Let’s just do one round and think later.
I had wanted to do it last night, but after bringing up Father and getting angry, I hadn’t been able to. After spending the night like that, I was quite pent up, so I decided to penetrate her right away.
“I’m putting it in.”
“…Okay. Put it in.”
After the announcement, I aligned my glans with her entrance and slowly pushed inside. Her fluids coated my shaft as her pussy gently sucked me in. As I inserted this time, I realized something clearly.
It’s definitely a masterpiece pussy.
Even though I didn’t know much about women, I could tell this was exceptional. The incredible suction and intense heat that some people talked about supported my thought.
“Ah— feels good.”
Under the refreshing morning sunlight, the joy of fucking Mom made the exclamation slip out naturally. As if my words had stimulated her, her pussy clenched and pressed harder against my cock. I could feel her emotions stirring.
“Hah, hah. Am I your first woman, son? Haah.”
Once insertion was complete, Mom carefully asked. Unlike usual, she didn’t turn her head away and met my gaze, as if she had prepared herself today.
“Yeah! You’re my first woman, Mom.”
I deliberately emphasized “first woman.” There was no other reason—I simply wanted to make the fact clear.
“I see. I’m sorry.”
I moved my hips gently. Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
“Huaaah.”
“Why are you sorry?”
I tried to converse with Mom while moving slowly. These moments of feeling her pussy while talking felt especially good, as if they were becoming my daily life.
Schlick. Schlick. Schlick.
“Hnn. An older woman like me took her son’s virginity, so of course I should be sorry. Hnnng.”
“I like that it’s you, though.”
“Wh-what do you mean?”
“All education starts at home. I’m glad I learned from you, my only family.”
Since I had already told her how I felt about Father yesterday, I repeated that she was my only family. At the same time, I increased the speed of my hips.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
“Haah, haah. Other people don’t learn from their mothers. We’re in a special situation.”
“That’s why it’s good, Mom.”
“You have such a positive, bright way of thinking. Haah.”
I had emphasized cutting ties with Father again, yet she called my thinking positive. I got the feeling that Mom wanted to avoid this conversation.
No need to force it.
There was no benefit in dragging out an unwanted conversation, and it wasn’t a situation where I had to, so I decided to change the topic.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
I kept feeling the pressure of her pussy while moving my hips without rest and asked another question.
“Since you asked if I was a virgin, I’ll ask too—how many men have you had besides me?”
“Why are you asking something like that?”
“What’s the big deal? You asked me if I was a virgin too.”
I brought up the virginity question again to make the atmosphere seem like this question wasn’t a big deal either. Mom answered, apparently accepting my intention.
“Besides your father, you’re the only one.”
“I see.”
I nodded as if it were nothing, but my cock twitched violently in anger. It was joy.
As expected of a faithful mom.
In a good mood, I sped up. I wanted my cock to mess up the pussy of a mother who didn’t know many men.
Thwack!
“Hnnngh.”
I thrust powerfully all of a sudden. Mom’s eyes widened in surprise, but she didn’t look displeased. Thinking the timing was good, I started pounding her in earnest.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
“Haah, aaaaang.”
Mom, sensitive enough to automatically leak fluids, let out a moan. The Tower was a space that existed only for the two of us—the perfect place to express lust. I enjoyed Mom’s ecstatic sounds and didn’t slow down.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
Depending on how you look at it, I’m her only man!
I understood that Father had to exist for me to be born. So excluding him was fine, and that would make me Mom’s only man. I liked this special position where I could receive both her maternal love and romantic love at the same time.
I’m the only man who has all of Mom’s love concentrated on him! Me!
It wasn’t the case yet, but the thought that I could become an even more special man to her lifted my mood. My excitement grew, and along with it, the urge to climax rose as well.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Aaaaah.”
“Mom, I’m gonna cum.”
“Cum. Go ahead and cum.”
Mom didn’t tell me to cum outside. Maybe it was because it was natural, but to my ears it sounded like a good justification.
Thwack—!!!
At the timing when I should have pulled out, I thrust even deeper instead. My senses told me I had reached her womb, and my cock responded by vigorously pumping out semen packed with baby-making seed.
Spurt spurt spurt spurt spurt.