Mom's Secret Midnight Visit

Late into the night, Sion was in the bedroom changing into a sheer nightgown when she glanced down at her belly. Lately it had been feeling heavier than usual.

It couldn't be…?

It hadn't been that long since she'd started sleeping with Lashu. She'd only recently opened her heart to him — and in the end, she'd opened a far more intimate gate as well. And yet the signs were already here. Her slightly swollen belly seemed to tremble.

At first I thought I'd just put on weight. But looking at it now… I'm pregnant. Oh my♥ I wonder when the little one will come into the world♥

Her cheeks flushed as she gazed down at her stomach, carefully measuring her breaths. The swell was subtle — barely noticeable — but it was there. She exhaled slowly, as if already in labor. Then she caught herself. Her breath was growing hotter by the second, and she shook her head.

Lashu's smiling face rose in her mind — the way he looked at her when their bodies were tangled together, burning.

Still… I'm happy. I'm carrying the seed of my son — the boy who'll grow into a magnificent hero. I'm so happy♥

Sion Canape smiled with the pure, radiant joy of a girl on her birthday. She sank down onto the floor, lying on her stomach, and the curve of her hips stood out in stark relief. Reaching under the bed, she pulled out a blindfold.

I wonder if my son's come home yet?

She licked her lips and began peeling off the sheer nightgown. A soft rustle. Another. With what she was about to do, clothes were nothing but an inconvenience. She killed the lights and, wearing not a single thread, made her way toward Lashu.

Slipping into his room, she checked on him carefully. He was fast asleep.

"Ohoho♥"

A smile curved her lips. In the darkness, only her eyes gleamed — a flash of violet. Softly, softly, she approached him with slow, deliberate steps. Climbing onto the bed with the utmost care, she slipped the blindfold over his eyes.

"Just in case you open your eyes. I'd be so embarrassed♥"

She gave his cheek a few playful taps, then tugged his pants down. His other self lay sleeping beside its master, limp as an exhausted snake. Even flaccid, the thing was nearly eight inches long.

"It's so cute when it's small. Hehe. Shall I turn it into a beast? Mmh♥"

She flicked the head of his cock with a fingertip. At first the meat rod didn't respond — but gradually, as if consciousness were stirring, it began to twitch. In a room lit only by moonlight, Sion hungered after her own son's cock. Watching it slowly lift its head, she shifted her hand down to his balls.

A slow, firm squeeze. Then another. She massaged them with a touch that was soft yet swift, and the balls that had shriveled in sleep grew hot and swollen in moments. Heat flooded the meat rod as it stiffened, rising to stand at full attention — then it began to throb, twitching back and forth.

"My, my. What a savage hunk of meat♥ A filthy cock that reeks of male and throbs like this♥"

She licked her lips with sticky hunger and brought her nose close to the shaft.

"Snnniff… nnhh♥"

Her lower body shuddered. Just the scent of Lashu was enough to send a jolt through her groin. One hand drifted between her own legs as she flicked a finger against the head of his cock — like tapping the forehead of someone who'd just lost at rock-paper-scissors.

Tap. Tock. Thwack!

She kept flicking it, and the cockhead bounced with every strike. The more she teased it, the more savagely it swelled. Soon it was as solid as a hammer, pushing back against her fingers. Thwap. Thwump! Even the sound had grown thick and wet. Sion gazed down at the pulsing cockhead and smiled with her eyes.

"My son was born with a holy sword, wasn't he♥ Shall I have a taste? My sleeping son's co~ck♥"

She opened her mouth wide and swallowed the meat rod whole. Her pale pink tongue coiled around the head, swirling up and down. Gulp. Gulp. She scraped the cockhead with her lips, then unfurled her tongue and prodded the slit. Keeping the tip of her tongue pressed there, she sank lower, taking him down until the shaft filled her throat.

"Mmphhh♥ Nngh♥ Khahh♥"

She pulled back with a great gasp, a thick strand of saliva stretching from her open mouth to the glistening cockhead. It caught the moonlight and shimmered like silk spun by a master weaver. The meat rod itself gleamed, flaunting its presence. And still Lashu didn't wake. Exhaustion had him in its grip.

Fondling her own breasts, Sion flicked a finger against his balls.

"If even this doesn't wake you, my son's a fool♥ I'm sorry for being such a filthy mother♥ But you like me this way too, don't you? Ohoho♥"

She took the meat rod into her mouth again. The wet, chewy sounds of her sucking filled the room.

"Mmgh♥ Hyuuk♥ Ksshh-kuhh♥"

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! She shook her head in every direction, devouring him more greedily still — tasting the rim of the glans she rarely got to savor, probing deep into the slit, even tracing the veins that stood out along the shaft.

"Hff♥ Slurrp♥ It's so delicious♥ Heh♥ Nnghhhk♥"

Sion sucked her own son's cock with vulgar, ravenous hunger. She twisted her head with passionate force, stimulating every inch of the shaft until veins stood out across its entire length. She pulled her mouth off and smiled in satisfaction. The cock was throbbing so violently it seemed to have a will of its own — and she wanted it. Breathing like a succubus in heat, she jabbed her fingers into his balls.

"Oh my, oh my. Ohoho♥ The baby in my belly wants its brother's cock-juice♥ And a wish like that… well, it has to be granted, doesn't it♥"

She rose on the bed, lined the meat rod up with her cunt, and dropped. A thick, wet plunge. A deep, sucking gulp. Sion's plump, voluptuous pussy swallowed Lashu's cock whole.

"Ahhh♥ Hahk♥ Ah — this, this is it♥ This is what I missed♥ Hhhk♥ Can you feel it? Twitching inside me… the two of them, getting along so well…♥"

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Her eyes curved into ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠crescents as she let out a filthy moan. She began to move, rising and falling, and the bed shook. Creak-creak. Squelch-squelch. Eeeek. Thwap-thwap-thwap. Sion launched into the sleep-sex in earnest, riding Lashu's cock and squeezing her own breasts hard. They were her own, and yet they felt somehow even filthier for it.

"Haaah♥ Son, I love you♥ This old, sagging, worthless mother of yours… haaahn♥ That you think of me as a woman♥ Do you have any idea how happy that makes me? Hehe♥"

She traced a fingertip across Lashu's abdomen. Beneath what had once looked frail, actual abs were beginning to show. His arms and legs, too, were packed with muscle forged through training and real combat — proof of how hard he'd been working. This was a complete male. A man's body.

Thwap-squelch. Creeeak. Squelch-squelch-thwap. She shook herself harder, as rough as a whore sold for pocket change, and her lips grew hot and wet.

"Just looking at you drives me insane♥ Nnhhk♥ You're so cute normally, but in bed you turn into a beast♥ Aaahn♥ I can't stop thinking about it♥"

She clenched her pussy around Lashu's cock and twisted, rolling her hips counterclockwise in a deliberate tease. Then she started milking her own breasts in earnest — squeezing them the way you'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wring a dairy cow. She worked the white mounds until they flushed red, and with her other hand she stroked Lashu's lips, easing them slightly open.

"Son, drink while you sleep♥ Milk that's been filling up since yesterday♥ Your filthy bitch of a mother's breast milk♥"

Grinning, Sion squeezed both tits at once. A hissing spray. A wet squirt. A dripping stream. In the darkness, breast milk arced through the air and bombarded Lashu's mouth. She shook herself even harder, her eyes curving like a female in heat desperate to breed.

"Does it taste good? Son, of course it does♥ I fell for the taste of your cock, after all♥ Nnghaaah♥ I just keep wanting more♥ I — I'm your mother♥ I'm so filthy♥"

Still spraying milk in every direction, Sion bent down. She kissed him, sharing the milk that lingered on his lips. With his cock still buried inside her, she rocked her hips in a rapid rhythm, stirring the head deep through her insides. Even the smallest of her techniques carried the weight of experience. Then she swallowed a ragged breath.

"Hhhk♥ Son, I can't hold on anymore♥ You keep poking and poking inside me♥ Mommy's — mommy's stopping being a mommy♥"

Thwap-thwap. Creeeak-creak. Thwap-thwap-thwump. Sion shook her entire body so hard the whole bed lurched. A smile of a bitch in heat, drunk on sex, spread across her face.

"Son♥ Son♥ Son♥ Son♥ Son♥ Aaaahn♥"

Uncontrollable lust surged from her chest out through every limb. Lashu's cock churned through her insides as if staging a rebellion. There was no controlling it anymore. Still mounted on him, Sion let out filthy, broken moans.

"Nnhhaaah♥ It tingles everywhere♥ I'm so hot I could die♥ Hnngh♥ My body's moving on its own♥"

She trembled like a ragdoll, spraying breast milk and love juices. Fluids splattered in every direction, and still she pinched Lashu's nipples.

"Let's go together, son♥ Auhh♥ I love you♥ My one and only son♥"

Riding him like a horse, Sion finally rose a little higher — then dropped with all her weight, throwing her head back. At the same instant the meat rod swelled to its limit, shuddered on the verge of bursting, and erupted, blasting out a thick flood of milky white. Spurt-spurt-spurt. A wet hiss. A gurgling pulse. Semen exploded inside Sion like a volcano, branding her with heat.

Feeling the cum smear thick and sticky through her insides, she trembled in intermittent spasms. She was already so happy that tears were running down her face.

"Haaah♥ I love this so much♥ Turning my son into a man♥ With this, the baby… they must have met properly, right? Hehe♥"

Sion climbed off the bed. She cleaned up with practiced ease, then opened the door. She glanced back, her eyes still curved in a smile, and offered a farewell.

"Son♥ Dream of Mommy♥"

Her great work complete, she returned to her own bedroom. As if nothing at all had happened, silence settled over the house once more.

I woke up early. I stretched and yawned, but a strange fatigue lingered — my body felt heavy and out of sorts.

The notifications popped up the moment I got out of bed.

"Huh? What did I even do?"

Weird. It said I'd had a good time? For that notification to trigger, there had to have been at least some physical contact.

Don't tell me something happened last night…?

I tilted my head, then shook it. Had Mom jumped me? Nah. No way. She wasn't that kind of filthy person to begin with — and besides, if she had, I would've known. Sex inevitably makes the bed shake hard, or you hear moaning. There's no way I wouldn't have woken up.

So what the hell was this?

"Did Mom just get happy watching me grow? Did she pat my head or something? I have no idea."

Well, whatever. Not like it's a bad thing. Affection went up, and I pocketed the points.

"Man, I'm not feeling great today. Still — gotta do what I gotta do!"

I forced myself through some stretches and headed downstairs. Time to eat. The moment I reached the first floor I threw out a hearty greeting. I needed the energy.

"Morning, Mom! Morning to you too, Lumina!"

Mom greeted me with a bright smile, an apron tied around her waist. God, she was adorable.

"Good morning, my son♥"

Looking at her beaming face, my chest fluttered for no reason — like some idiot just figuring out his first love. But it felt good. It was peaceful, wasn't it?

I love mornings like this. I'll get stronger to protect this everyday life!

I made the promise to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠myself as I walked into the kitchen. I wonder what's on the menu this morning!