Home Visit Triumph: Maternal Bliss and Brotherly Rage
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Gain's mother's pussy was magnificent. The tightness was unbelievable for a woman who'd given birth. Could it be that pussies get even better with use?
No, that's probably not it. This was just Gain's mother having a naturally superior pussy. Even Lienna, who'd borne two sturdy kids, had one this good. Clearly, pussy quality wasn't just about how much or little it got used—it depended on maintenance.
From that perspective, Gain's mother took excellent care of hers. I'd spotted a yoga mat at home, so she must do yoga or Pilates. That was probably why her pussy's elasticity was still so vibrant.
Preparing such a delicious pussy just for me? That was enough to give Gain some serious bonus points. This home visit was a resounding success.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
The crisp sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed softly through the kitchen. It was the lewd noise that came every time my cock plunged into Gain's mother's pussy.
It harmonized perfectly with her moans. The ideal accompaniment to skin-on-skin friction? A woman's moans, of course. I'd never heard them clash out of tune.
Moans came in all varieties, depending on pleasure intensity, the woman's personality, and her emotions.
Gain's mother's current moans were about 50% ecstasy and 50% arousal. If it were coffee, it'd be an Americano—specifically, a chilled iced Americano on a scorching summer day.
"Hngh~! Hnng~! Hnnngh~♥ Getting poked so hard like this! It's been forever~♪"
"Haha. Is my cock that tasty?"
"Yes~♥ It's the most delicious cock I've ever had~! No, even counting everything I've tried, nothing compares~♥"
Gain's mother confessed her raw, animalistic feelings without a hint of restraint. That was due to the suggestion I'd planted. She couldn't hide her emotions during sex with me.
Even without the suggestion, women I fucked always spilled their true feelings. When overwhelming pleasure flooded their brains, there was no room left for lies.
Gain's mother probably would've said the same even without it. The suggestion just made it ironclad.
"When was the last time you had sex?"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
A low-effort question while ravaging another woman. But Gain's mother didn't care. The sticky pleasure gripping her pussy had devoured her reason entirely.
"Hnnngh~! Ever since having you, Gain! Hnnnngh~♥"
Her eyes were shooting hearts like fireworks. This woman was starved for it. No sex since Gain? That made her pussy at least a decade-old vintage. If pussies aged like kimchi, the flavor would be insane. And it was—phenomenally so.
Gain's dad had to be the king of all impotent losers. Leaving a pussy this delicious untouched for over ten years? Was the guy just sterile?
"Really? No sex for that long?"
The question slipped from Gain's mouth as she filmed our coupling with her smartphone camera. Her curiosity-filled eyes watched intently, like she might jump in any second. She was barely holding back, clinging to her role as observer.
"Hnnngh~♥ Hubby's gotten older and weaker~! With you and your brother, no plans for more kids anyway~! So not once since then!"
Gain's mother spilled the raw details of her sex life to her own daughter. Gain's face fell with disappointment at the confession. What was eating at her?
"I want a little sibling."
Ah, that was it. Only children or those without younger sibs usually craved one. I'd been the same as a kid.
"Hnnnght~♥ Hnng~! Hnnngh~♪ Don't worry, Gain! I'll give you one! The PE teacher and I will make you a little sibling!"
"Really!? Whoa! Awesome~!"
Gain bounced with genuine joy, making the camera shake.
"Haha, yeah, Gain. Your mom and I will give you a cute little sister, so don't worry—just keep filming nicely."
"Yes, sir! Hope it's a pretty baby sister~!"
"I'll do my best."
With that, I unleashed a torrent of healthy semen deep into Gain's mother's womb. A strong, fine child was sure to result.
"Haaaaahhhng~♥"
Gain's mother flipped her eyes back in orgasmic bliss. Her body, propped against the kitchen sink, lost balance and slumped toward the floor.
I caught her waist to keep her from collapsing. The intense pleasure had rendered her completely limp and helpless. Forcing more now would be too much.
I wasn't about to ruin a long-term onahole. No killing the golden goose.
"Not bad at all."
"Is Mom okay?"
Gain eyed her mother's rolled-back eyes and lolling tongue—slack-jawed and drooling in a way that'd traumatize a kid for a week.
Parents were supposed to be unbreakable supermen to their kids, especially young ones.
But Gain's mother looked like a hardcore porn actress post-scene. I'd made sure to capture that too.
"She'll come around in an hour. Definitely impregnated for sure."
"Really? So I'll get a sibling?"
"Yeah. Probably a cute daughter."
As we chatted, the front door clicked open. I checked my watch— not even 5 PM yet.
"I'm home."
"Huh? It's Oppa."
Gain's words revealed the intruder. Her brother appeared in the settings but never in the anime—a background character.
The kitchen door swung open.
"Some iced water... Huh?"
He froze solid at the wrecked kitchen, face twisting in shock like he'd seen a corpse. The scene before him was far more horrific than any body.
This house was under my Common Sense Alteration Sticker, bending perception to my will. But I hadn't hypnotized or suggested him. That'd be less fun.
"......Mom? Gain?"
Gain's brother was a handsome guy around 180cm. Dressed casually, probably a college student—likely at nearby Jinglebell University.
"What? A dream?"
He pinched his cheek. The surreal nightmare before him defied even dream logic.
Come home to Mom fucked senseless by a stranger, collapsed in the kitchen; little sister filming it all; tanned blond delinquent smirking at the chaos.
How do you rationalize that? I couldn't—and neither could he.
He pinched again, realized it was real, and cycled through expressions: confusion, horror, then rage. His voice boiled over.
"Who the hell are you!? What'd you do to Gain and Mom!?"
No need for me to answer. Gain beat me to it.
"Oppa!? What's with the attitude toward the PE teacher? He's here for a home visit!"
"G-Gain!? What're you talking about? Home visit...? That guy! He raped Mom?"
"Rape? Who? When?"
"Look at this! That bastard did that to Mom! And you—why're you like this!? What'd you do to my family, you little shit!?"
The guy babbled incoherently at Gain's bizarre normalcy. Classic NTR'd husband from manga—my sadistic side stirred. I turned to Gain, smirking.
"Your brother's losing it."
In Gain's head, the "weirdo" was him, not me. Her common sense revolved around the abnormal as normal.
"Yeah. Oppa, what's with you today? Don't embarrass me—go to your room."
"Damn it! Whatever you did to Gain, you think you'll get away with this!?"
He lunged at me. Gain yelped.
"Oppa!"
I flipped him effortlessly over my shoulder. No workout bro could topple me—normies didn't stand a chance.
Thud!
"Gah!"
He crashed to the floor. I propped up Gain's mother's limp body, fondling her slightly sagging tits right in his face.
"Yeah, Mom, let's use that pussy some more. Was gonna let you rest, but thanks to this unfilial brat, you're suffering."
No reaction since she was out—kinda boring, but this had its charms.
"Teacher. Keep filming?"
Gain held up her phone.
"Yeah. Get your brother's face too. Alternate between us."
"Yes~!"
Gain chirped energetically. Her brother, unable to comprehend, muttered in despair.
"This is a nightmare.... What is this...? Why won't I wake up...?"
Denial mode activated. Keep denying, buddy. Nothing changes. Accepting it'd be easier....