Isekai Milf Story - General Store Arc (55): Mama's Endless Embrace
After I'd dumped a massive load deep inside Cecilia...
To put it simply, she no longer held anything back. It was her first time truly going all the way with a man from start to finish, and the mental satisfaction overwhelmed her reason. All that distorted sex ed stuff—calling cum "milk," sucking on nipples, whatever—was just a stepping stone to build up the mood for the epilogue or whatever foreplay she craved. It was never the main event. No matter how different men's and women's desires might be, once you're on the right track, nothing beats raw, animalistic fucking. How many people could resist such lewd urges anyway? Unless they were someone like the saintess I'd have to conquer later.
Especially since I'd been the one to say I wanted to cum inside her—something that wasn't even in her own lessons. For a boy who'd been so obedient under her control to suddenly turn into a full-fledged stud, driven by instinct to claim her... how thrilling must that have been? After the creampie, Cecilia shoved aside practical worries like "contraception" for later and fully transformed into a bitch in heat.
Her voluptuous body, flushed red with arousal, devoured me all night like the embodiment of ripe femininity. The towels got soaked and filthy in no time, and the bedroom filled with sticky wads of tissue just like it had with Eli. The heady, indescribable stench of cum and pussy juice mixed into a cloudy mess wafted from the crumpled tissues scattered everywhere, filling the room. We lost ourselves in that atmosphere, fucking even stickier and more intensely.
After one load, when Cecilia shook her hips like she wanted me to pull out and whined playfully from below, I'd follow her lead—gently scraping her pussy lips with my fingers to coax out the globs of cum stuffed inside. She'd let out a cute little "Hiyuuu... ♥" in that babyish voice, her pussy lips fluttering as she squirted out the filthy white sludge. Then she'd dab it all up with a tissue in one hand. We'd rest a bit, only for Cecilia to grab my cock again, rubbing the head against her mound and begging to be filled... I'd call her "Mama" and plunge back in, fucking away... Rinse and repeat all night.
Somewhere along the way, she got a bit more relaxed, and we'd do missionary with our fingers interlocked in a loving fuck. Doing it raw felt different from before—her eyes overflowed with affection. And since our hands were clasped, there was no leverage, so I'd have to piston my hips like a beast in heat, shaking wildly back and forth. The position was strangely embarrassing... A faint blush of manly shame crept across my face.
Looking up at me like that, Cecilia went wild with delight, squirting pussy juice everywhere. Then she'd wrap her legs around my ass, pulling me into a tight embrace, sticking to me even stickier. Back to the cycle. Good thing Eli's room was far enough away, or her daughter's ears would've caught every one of Cecilia's sweet moans.
After another load, I propped myself up with pillows, stretching out comfortably to rest. Before I knew it, Cecilia had crawled between my legs and started pampering my cock. She gazed dreamily at the glistening shaft, slick with our mixed juices, stroking it like a treasured possession. Then she pressed her face close, her tongue delicately lapping at the cum-smeared pillar until it was spotless. Watching her bob her head up and down like a cat grooming itself nearly got me hard again—but exhaustion hit instead.
Thinking about it, I'd fucked Eli all day... then pulled an all-nighter with Cecilia... It was a packed schedule. Figuring the roleplay was wrapping up, I cautiously called out, "Cecilia...?" She shot me a cute glare, lips still wrapped around my glans. The look was loaded with intent, so I quickly corrected to "Mama..." Her eyes crinkled in a beaming smile as her tongue swirled softly around the head—satisfied as could be.
Sleep was off the table.
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"Wake up, my prince~ ♥"
I opened my eyes to Cecilia's sweet voice beside me. And sure enough, something teasing between my legs—her hand slipping under my pajamas, coaxing my morning wood.
"...Nngh..."
Prince, huh... She'd called me that endlessly last night, fully immersed like she was my real mom, gazing at me with dangerous intensity as if summoning her own baby.
"Whoa, prince... Ngh..."
I shot her a cute glare at the babying, and she blinked her big eyes, staring intently like she was committing my rare expression to memory.
"Uuu... ♥"
She seemed to love my pouty face even more, babying me harder while stroking me off. That smug grin's a bit much, but... she wiped away all traces of her husband last night and got me all riled up on the sly. Still riding the satisfaction buff, so I'll let it slide.
I put on a bratty face and told her, "Mama's making my cock all itchy."
"Huh...?"
At my slightly sulky tone, she tilted her head and paused her stroking. Avoiding her eyes a bit, cheeks flushing, I stuck to my guns in a tsundere voice. "Um... s-suck it. It's Mama's fault..."
Just like that bathhouse talk—pushing down my shyness. Cecilia stared blankly at my words and pout for a second, then melted into a sugary expression, fluttering her pretty lashes.
"H-huh... ♥ Nng. Got it. M-Mama was bad... Look how big Raoul's cock got... ♥"
Leaning against me, she licked her lips lewdly, then crawled between my legs on all fours, ass swaying enticingly. Her plump pussy lips peeked from under the pink slip, looking so swollen and red from last night's pounding.
"Mama's throat's parched anyway... ♥ Nn... Slurp... Schluuup ♥"
She nestled my shaft between her tits, tongue flicking out hungrily. Brushing her orange hair aside, she grinned, teeth gently peeling back the foreskin to expose half the glans. Then came the wet "Schluurp... ♥ Schluuup ♥" as she started sucking me off greedily.
This is the stuff.
...Mm. Not dragging it out first thing in the morning, so in under a few minutes, I felt the buildup. While she toyed with my cock between her paizuri, I came without warning.
Bluuuurt...
"Hngp... ♥ Hngh ♥ Kyaa...?!"
She'd been licking the shaft right then, so the spurting ropes caught her off guard, splattering everywhere.
"Churu. Chup ♥. Gulp. Mmmph... Schluurp! Schluuurp ♥"
She lapped up the overflowing streams like fizzy soda, slurping cum frantically.
"...Haaah ♥"
As the flow thinned, she recovered, sealing the tip with her plump lips—smack... ♥ Glaring cutely at my surprise creampie, she met my eyes. Then she worked her mouth, tongue teasing the slit for petty revenge, cheeks hollowing to vacuum out every last drop inside.
"Slurp. Sluuurp... ♥ Smooch smooch ♥ Smooch ♥"
"Haaaah..."
The insane pleasure, like sucking through a straw in a vacuum, drew out a dumb moan. Her sucking lips kept stimulating, pulling up even the fresh, sticky remnants.
"Ahnn... ♥ Schluurp."
Beaming, she sucked down the latest batch too. My legs trembled from the shocking bliss.
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She'd woken me early, so we kept entwined, indulging until Eli stirred. Unlike her, drained as I was, I just mounted her, cock buried in pussy, face buried in those massive tits. She smiled maternally, offering her nipple.
Sucking the perky bud like a baby on a bottle, gulping down milk, she'd gently clench around my cock, teasing me. Clutching one overflowing breast, I nursed for about ten minutes before naturally unloading inside her—like pissing, but blissful.
Cecilia shivered her lashes at the warm fulfillment flooding her depths, stroking my back softly. We cuddled, panting in the afterglow, drowsiness creeping in. Birdsong filtered through the window as we dozed off, still connected, sticky and spent. The bedroom door was locked tight.
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Now I was outside. Hood pulled low to half-hide my face... but damn, fresh air after so long. Nice weather too.
Cecilia hadn't outright imprisoned me, but she'd limited me to the yard at most—and kept my face from customers out of paranoia. Part possessiveness, sure, but mostly because she thought I'd fled abuse here; facing customers felt risky. Especially with my rare pretty-boy looks and golden hair— if nobles were involved, a commoner like her couldn't protect me.
Closed-off, but logical. My backstory was getting beat by Rosikesta kids and running. They probably wouldn't scour the next town for a servant, but still...
Yesterday, when I said I wanted out, she threw excuses to keep me in—especially tempting me at night with that swaying ass to melt my brain again. But no virus apocalypse here; isolation made me antsy. A simple suggestion to Cecilia, and here I was, "running an errand."
The basket brimming with alchemy ingredients gave it away. A glance showed little rubber tree sap, but precise portions for potions. A cool breeze brushed by; I whistled a tune, strolling the streets.
Passing merchants, crossing the bridge where adventurers gossiped when I first arrived, heading to my goal.
Ahh, feels good. Sex is great and all, but you can't live on it alone. Gotta air out the brain now and then to avoid pickling into idiocy.
Time to check out this Daisy alchemist's face.