Huff. Huff.
"I think I see why my daughter would be so bold as to bring you here~," Reina Tachibana said, pressing onto him, her heavy pants brushing against his ear as she moved closer and pushed Oliver onto her daughter's bed.
Oliver—who had allowed himself to be pushed—watched as the mature woman before him surrendered to his makeshift lust.
"You said you were eighteen, right?" Reina asked seductively, climbing on top of him.
But Oliver had no patience for foreplay. His hands slipped beneath her skirt, firmly gripping her ass with the same intensity she used to mount him.
"Of course I am~," he replied.
Reina smirked, leaning in for another kiss. One of her hands moved to the hem of her skirt, lifting it while using her other hand to support herself.
Oliver's hands ceased their grip on her ass and moved up to the hem of her stockings, beginning to pull them off. This revealed her black lingerie panties underneath, which Reina promptly slid down.
Reina gracefully removed her panties and stockings, never breaking their kiss until she was done.
"What's that look? Are you impressed~? If so, let me blow your mind and show you what else an older woman can do~," Reina whispered seductively, trailing kisses down his neck while her hand sought out his cock, the image of which had been seared into her mind.
Oliver chuckled lightly, kneading her soft, bare-ass cheeks as his touch intensified Reina's desires beyond what he could have achieved otherwise.
"Mmm~," Reina moaned at his touch, arching her body to grant him better access to her backside. She slipped her hand into his boxers, gently rubbing his cock until it hardened. She then pulled his boxers and pants down, freeing his member before sitting up.
"Let me show you, darling. I may not be as young as I used to be, but I've got experience and a thirst for adventure," Reina said, positioning herself above his erection. She took a deep breath, ready to end her five years of abstinence.
Exhaling, she lowered herself onto his penis, taking him in one smooth motion. His member slid effortlessly into her wetness, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.
"Ahhhhhh!!!" Reina moaned loudly, indifferent to whether her daughter was just outside the door.
—
Yuki pressed her ear against the cold wood of her bedroom door, heart pounding in her chest. The muffled sounds from within sent a whirlwind of emotions coursing through her—anger, betrayal, confusion, and an unsettling curiosity.
She had been sent out moments ago, her mother's fury evident. But now, the atmosphere had shifted. The soft murmurs and occasional moans painted a vivid picture in her mind, one she wished she could erase.
Each gasp and whisper felt like a dagger, twisting deeper into her psyche. Her mother, Reina Tachibana, a figure of authority and composure, was now entwined with Oliver—the boy Yuki had brought into their home. The realization was suffocating.
Yuki's fists clenched at her sides, nails digging into her palms. She wanted to burst through the door, to scream, to demand answers. But she remained frozen, rooted by a mix of shock and an unwillingness to confront the scene directly.
A particularly loud moan from her mother sent a shiver down Yuki's spine. She bit her lip, fighting back tears. The boundaries she thought existed had been shattered, leaving her adrift in a sea of conflicting emotions.
As the sounds intensified, Yuki wanted to back away from the door, but her legs felt heavy, betraying her. She gulped and kneeled down, one hand reaching under her skirt while her eyes tried to peek through the keyhole.
She had always admired her mother's strength and poise. But now, that image was tarnished, replaced by a raw, human vulnerability that Yuki wasn't prepared to face.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she grappled with the reality of the situation. The innocence of her expected relationship with Oliver and the trust in her mother—all seemed like distant memories, overshadowed by the present betrayal.
Yet, surprisingly, amidst her turmoil, a burning sensation drew her fingers into her damp panties as she watched her mother and crush intertwined in a carnal act.
—
Oliver, clearly aroused, grasped Reina's waist firmly. "You feel so tight," he murmured.
Reina let out a soft moan, "It's been so long since I've felt something this big inside me."
She began to move her hips slowly, grinding against Oliver, seeking to satisfy her long-suppressed desires.
"You feel amazing," she whispered.
Oliver, with a teasing tone, replied, "Same to you, but if this is all mature women can offer, then I'm disappointed."
Reina chuckled, taking the tease lightly. "Oh really? Well, maybe I should show you what else I can do then."
She leaned back, supporting herself with her hands on his thighs, and started to ride him faster.
"How about this? Does this feel like a disappointment?" she asked, her voice laced with challenge.
Oliver, breathless, responded, "No, ma'am."
"But I'm sure you can go faster," he challenged back.
Reina smirked, increasing her pace, her breasts bouncing with each movement.
"Oh, you want it faster, huh?" She leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "I'll give you fast. But only if you can handle it."
She began to move her hips in a circular motion while bouncing up and down.
"Can you handle it?" Her voice was sultry, her movements enticing.
Oliver, matching her intensity, guided her hips to amplify their pleasure. "Let's find out, shall we?" he said, lifting her slightly before bringing her down onto his cock.
Reina gasped as Oliver took control, their rhythm intensifying.
"Oh fuck! Yes! Just like that!" she moaned loudly, taking every inch of him as he lifted and brought her back down, setting a relentless pace.
"You feel so good inside me," she praised.
Oliver continued, their bodies moving in harmony, but Reina hadn't fully relinquished control. She matched his intensity, leaning in for a passionate kiss.
Reina kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth as she rode him hard and fast.
"Mmmm, I love the way you taste," she murmured, breaking the kiss to whisper, "I want you to come inside me. Can you do that for me?" Her hips continued their fervent movements, her voice dripping with seduction.
Oliver chuckled, channeling his energy through his hands into her hips, amplifying her sensitivity to his touch. "You'll have to earn that from me, just like your daughter did," he said, wondering what the middle-aged woman above him would do next to surpass her daughter's performance.
Reina raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on her lips. "Oh really? Well, I guess I'll just have to try my best then."
She leaned back and started to move her hips in a figure-eight motion while bouncing up and down.
"How's that for starters?" she asked.
Oliver let out a pleased moan. "Now I'm beginning to feel something."
As his cock began to throb inside her, a fleeting thought crossed Oliver's mind: Was what he was doing wrong? But as quickly as it came, he dismissed it. He knew his actions weren't right, but he didn't care. This was the kind of person Oliver was—a selfish individual with a flexible moral compass.
Reina noticed his throbbing cock and smirked.
"Oh, you like that, do you?" she whispered.
She reached between her legs, beginning to rub her clit while continuing to ride him.
"How about this? Can you come for me now?" she asked.
Oliver smirked and then turned his attention towards the door, faintly hearing the sounds of breathing and sensing the return of his energy that had been trapped within Yuki's body before she was sent out by her mother.
"Maybe if your daughter joined us, I might just give you what you want," Oliver said, already knowing why she was so insistent on making him cum inside her.