Morning Mother and Son with the Saintess [Labella & Erden] (7)
As soon as Marei finished speaking, Labella slipped off the coat she wore and draped it over her young son’s shoulders. She seized his small hand and began walking briskly, her lewd, plump buttocks jiggling with every step, their obscene outline clearly visible beneath her tight skirt.
Click, click, click. The sharp sound of her low heels rang out. Pulled along by the hurried Labella, they reached the car in moments. She practically shoved him into the back seat. The lewd mother looked ready to climb atop him and grind her hips at any second, yet she surprised him by sliding into the driver’s seat and starting the engine.
“Mom…?”
“It’s too conspicuous here. A quiet place would be better, don’t you think, Marei?”
“Ah… yeah…”
Even though his cock threatened to rip through his pants, the reluctance he had felt only moments ago still lingered. Marei simply nodded obediently at her suggestion. He had planned to kiss her senseless the whole way home and flood his lewd meat toilet of a mother with thick loads of cum, but…
“It’s… taking a while, isn’t it?”
“It really is. I’m sorry, Marei. Mom doesn’t know the roads very well.”
Lie.
Marei swallowed the words that rose in his throat. His mind had been consumed with the thought of ravaging Labella, but the unexpectedly long drive left him staring anxiously out the window. Soon he realized they were circling the same streets over and over.
In the rearview mirror, Labella wore a mysterious little smile. Her shirt buttons were undone, revealing a black lace bra that shamelessly displayed its presence. Like a deliberate tease, her supreme body—something he could claim at any moment—sat deliciously presented before him, yet he could not touch it. Marei kept stealing glances until his gaze grew so intense it seemed he might impregnate her with nothing but his eyes.
“Mom was so jealous watching you do all that kissing with the Saintess while I drove.”
“Y-yeah… sorry.”
When the traffic light turned red, Labella reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Marei swallowed hard; she smiled with open delight.
“Mom was so, so pent up… it was unbearable. You only had eyes for Erden. Mom wanted to kiss you so much too. I wanted to be spoiled in the car.”
Through the mirror, her son’s bloodshot eyes bored into her. A shiver of wicked pleasure ran down Labella’s spine as she began subtly caressing her own breasts. In the tight confines of the car, the sound of the young male swallowing his saliva drew an even more seductive smile from her lips. Another honk from behind forced her to grab the wheel again, and she looped around the same streets once more.
“I-I’m sorry, Mom… From now on I’ll pay much more attention to you…”
“No. It’s fine. My body alone can’t satisfy all of you, Marei. I believe you need the others. After all, Mom is your first, aren’t I?”
Labella’s voice carried a dark, sweet undertone. As if she had predicted he would be unable to meet her eyes, she made no effort to hide her broad, knowing smile.
“Yeah… Mom was my first. I’m sorry…”
“There’s no need to apologize, Marei. Look at me.”
By then the car had parked along a deserted roadside. When Marei lifted his head, Labella flashed a radiant smile and smoothly climbed from the driver’s seat into the back. At the same time she slid her stockings and skirt down, lovingly stroking the words “Son’s Exclusive Fuckhole” written in bold black ink across her lower belly. She presented her breasts, covered in numerous kiss marks that read “Marei’s Exclusive Mommy Tits.”
“I belong exclusively to Marei. I have a son-only fuckhole and a pair of mommy tits made just for you. What do you think?”
“Yeah… beautiful.”
The crude words, the lingering traces of yesterday’s passion, the fading kiss marks, and the pale breasts marked with faint bite bruises—none of it could diminish the beauty Marei saw. The thought refused to leave his mind.
Labella smiled brightly, climbed onto him, and gently rubbed her nose against his forehead.
“So, at times like this, you shouldn’t apologize. You should spoil me thoroughly instead. Understood?”
“Yes… Mom, I’ll spoil you a lot.”
Her hands slid down to ease his pants open while the boy kneaded her breasts and extended his tongue, demanding a lewd kiss. Roughly an hour earlier than usual, the area near the front door grew noisy with their passion.
“I’m sorry, Marei. Something urgent came up at work…”
Labella seemed genuinely apologetic as she peppered his face with kisses. In her haste, one hand tugged on her shoe while the other checked the contents of her bag by touch. A faint floral scent drifted from her slightly damp green hair, and her purple eyes had darkened further with melancholy. Yet there was still time. Thinking just once more?, she slowly pushed her tongue deep into her young son’s mouth.
Even though she claimed to be busy, Marei could not easily let her go. Labella swayed her hips seductively as she walked slowly toward the door, deliberately tempting the young male. Her elegant legs and thick thighs were wrapped in coffee-colored stockings, and above them a tight miniskirt strained over her fertile hips and plump, bursting ass. Marei had only cum three times today; his unsatisfied cock throbbed at the sight. Instinctively he stroked her swaying buttocks, grabbed her childbearing hips from behind, and pushed her against the door.
“Ahnng, Mom has to go to work…”
“You’ve only made me cum three times… Just one more, Mom. Okay?”
“Ugh… ugh… Ah, I really shouldn’t…”
Though she pretended to hesitate, Labella naturally pushed her ass back as his hands stroked her and pulled her freshly changed stockings down. Her words said no, but her body begged yes.
“Just one more time… Mom’s pussy is already flooded. You want it too, don’t you?”
His fingers traced over her white panties, widening the wet triangle of fabric as he teased her slit.
“Ugh… ut… Ah… I shouldn’t… Heung… ut…!”
Squelch, squelch, squelch. Every time his fingers pressed between her parted folds, love juice soaked through the stockings. Long, sticky strands dripped endlessly between her thighs. Her body twitched violently. Head bowed, she rose and fell on her tiptoes with each stroke of his hand. The gentle expression she showed no one but her son had twisted into pure lust. She writhed obscenely, her spine quivering. Both eyes were tightly shut, every ounce of focus on his touch. White teeth bit down hard on soft lips to stifle her moans. Faint handprints from yesterday’s spanking still marked her plump ass—clear proof of ownership.
“Mom, just once… that’s all. It’s okay, right?”
Schluuuuurp. Without waiting for an answer, he thrust his hips forward and buried the glistening, cum-smeared head of his massive cock into her dripping slit.
“Hik… ut… J-just once, okay… Marei… Aeuut…!”
Labella glanced at her watch and spoke as if reluctant, but her eyes and lips had already curved into arcs of ecstasy. The moment his glans forced its way inside, she opened her mouth wide and released a moan thick with pleasure.
“It’s Mom’s fault for only letting you cum three times. Ugh… Aeu… It feels so good…”
The enormous cock, meant to punish her for failing to meet the morning quota, throbbed heavily with every heartbeat as it slowly pushed deeper into the lewd mother’s sopping honey pot.
“Aheung… ut… Heuk… It’s so hot… Aeuut… Haah… haa… Marei. Mom was wrong. Aeut… ut… It’s even harder than usual… Ahng…! I should have tried harder… I’m sorry… Uuuugh… It’s reaching so deep… Aaaaah…!”
“I’ll finish quickly. You’re busy, right? So hurry… Uut… Push your hips back more… Yes. Like that… Ah. Uuuu…”
Squish squish squish squish squish squish!
Normally he would have savored the perfect grip of the hole trained to fit only him, slowly exploring every inch of the body that now belonged to him. But hearing she was in a rush, Marei abandoned restraint and began slamming his hips wildly to relieve his lust.
“Uung. Ut… Ah, ah, Marei… Ah… ut… ut… So rough… Ah, aheuk… When you fuck me like this… Aaa… I love it… Ut… Just a few thrusts and I’m… I’m cumming… At! At! Aheuk… Uheuk… Ut…!”
Used like a living onahole to vent his sudden desire, Labella accepted every brutal thrust. Each time his huge cock slammed against her ass she gasped loudly, crying out in ecstasy. Her damp green hair flew wildly as it dried. Even with a small boy clinging to her back, the supreme beauty braced both hands against the door, arched deeper, and pushed her ass out further. Wet, obscene sounds filled the entrance with every plunge into her drenched cunt. Labella could no longer hold back; sweet sobs poured from her throat.
She knew this kind son would cum once and release her. Part of her wished he would refuse to let her leave, pin her down right here, and fuck her until he was satisfied. That moment had not come yet. The white-hot pleasure bleached her mind. Her pale skin flushed pink. A sweet, intoxicating scent radiated from her body.
“Ahng, Ma-Marei… S-slower… Mom’s pussy will break… Uut… Aeut… Uuuung… Ung… Ah, aat… Ahat…! Hat…!”
Now fully leaning against the door with her ass thrust out, the lewd mother irresponsibly moaned words that only drove him wilder, shaking her own hips. Thick strands of juice ran down her panties and stockings as she drowned in unbearable pleasure.
“Uut. Mom’s insides feel too good… Uut… You’re gripping even tighter than usual… So good… Uut… At this rate I’ll cum right away… Squeeze harder. Uaa… So good…”
Watching his lewd mother desperately work her hips to milk his cum, Marei gripped her pelvis tightly. He pulled back until only the tip remained, then slammed in to the root with savage force. The sloppy, juice-filled cunt had already molded itself perfectly to his shape. He churned her depths, pressing every soft fold.
“Ah, aat, at, aaaaahng! If I squeeze like this… Uut… ut… Do you like it? Is this how you want me to squeeze, Marei…? Haaaaang!”
The wet, sticky sounds from their joining grew louder and faster. Her white ass, glistening with sweat, quivered nonstop. Every time he ground against her cervix it shook violently.
“Aeut… ut… When you rub my womb… Heuuut… ut… Ahng, Mom’s cumming… I love it… Cumming… Cumming… Heuuut… ut… ut…! Cumming!”
Ravished roughly at the entrance by her young son, Labella could not withstand the flood of pleasure. She squirted violently as a magnificent orgasm crashed through her. Her spine arched back, fingertips scraping the door. Her vision went white. Her body twisted and convulsed, forced into climax.
“Kheuuut… Mom’s squeezing so perfectly… Uut… ut…!”
The young boy fucking the Audit Bureau’s young, capable director from behind let out a long, beastly growl from deep in his throat. He shuddered in pleasure at the vise-like grip of her meat hole.
“Ahng, ang, ang, Ma-Marei… Now… S-slower… Ahheut… If you keep pounding me… Aaaaaahng, ang, aahng! Cumming… I’m cumming again…!”
Driven by the single thought of finishing quickly, Marei ignored her pleas and kept slamming into her, savoring the way her cunt clenched around him. The Audit Bureau chief—now reduced to her son’s exclusive meat toilet—sobbed with joy even as she was fucked at the front door. She reached orgasm faster than ever, squirting messily between their joined bodies with a completely debauched expression. Her trembling legs looked ready to collapse. The flood of juices had soaked her panties, run down her stockings, spilled out of her black heels, and formed a sticky, transparent puddle on the floor.
“Haeut… ut… Haeuk… ut… Again… again… Aaaahng… Uung… I love iiiiit…! Heuk… Heuk… Heuk…!”
Though not the child of her own womb, the Witch of the Audit Bureau trembled like a newborn calf under the immense vibrations surging from her lower belly to the crown of her head. She wailed in sweet, carnal ecstasy as she was ravished by the son she loved more than anything in the world.