Chronolust Temptation [18+] High S*xual Content
Ch.5[c] Mother’s Morning Titwank [paizuri(titjob), MF]

The first rays of dawn filtered through the delicate lace curtains, casting a soft, golden glow across Mai’s bedroom, where the air still held the musky scent of their previous night’s passion, intertwined with the faint floral notes of her perfume. Hayao lay sprawled on the bed, his body heavy with the remnants of sleep, his mind lingering in the haze of a dream where Yumi, her long, dyed dark brown hair tickling his thighs, sucked him off with eager lips and curious dark eyes. The dream was vivid, her soft moans echoing in his mind, but it faded as a warm, wet sensation enveloped his cock, pulling him gently from sleep’s embrace.

His eyes fluttered open, blinking against the morning light, and he found Mai’s face hovering above him, her blonde hair tousled, strands clinging to her sweat-dampened cheeks, her dark eyes sparkling with a mix of mischief and insatiable hunger. Her lips, soft and warm, pressed against his in a deep, lingering kiss, her tongue slipping into his mouth, tasting him with a slow, deliberate passion. 

Her hand, skilled and gentle, stroked his morning erection, coaxing it to full hardness, her fingers slick with saliva, each movement sending shivers of pleasure through his body. The room was quiet, save for the faint chirping of birds outside and the soft rustle of the sheets beneath them, the world outside their sanctuary still asleep.

“Mom?” Hayao mumbled, his voice thick with sleep, his hand reaching up to sink into her soft hair, fingers tangling in the golden strands, grounding himself in her presence.

Mai pulled back slightly, her lips brushing his, her breath hot and teasing against his skin, a playful smile curving her mouth. “Good morning, my little baby,” she whispered, her voice a sultry caress, dripping with maternal affection that sent a shiver down his spine. “I thought you’d never wake up. I’ve been trying to get you up for ages.” Her hand continued its slow, deliberate strokes on his cock, her fingers tightening slightly, eliciting a soft groan from him.

Hayao smiled sleepily, his hand cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing over her soft skin, still warm from their night together. 

“Morning, Mom,” he murmured, his voice rough, his cock twitching under her skilled touch. He leaned up, capturing her lips in another kiss, his tongue dancing with hers, the taste of her familiar and intoxicating, their bodies pressed close, the heat between them building rapidly.

Mai’s kiss deepened, her tongue exploring his mouth, her hand moving faster on his shaft, her fingers slick and warm, sending waves of pleasure through him. After a moment, she pulled back, her eyes glinting with urgency, her lips curving into a mischievous smile. 

“We have to be quick,” she said, her voice low and urgent, a hint of excitement in her tone. “Your sister might get up soon, and we don’t want her catching us.”

Hayao’s brow furrowed, his mind still foggy from sleep, his hand sliding down to her breast, cupping the soft, heavy flesh, his thumb circling her nipple, feeling it harden under his touch. 

“Why?” he asked, his voice curious, his fingers squeezing gently, eliciting a soft gasp from Mai.

She laughed softly, a sound that sent a thrill through him, her hand tightening on his cock, making him groan. “Did my baby forget?” she teased, her eyes twinkling with playful desire. 

“You made me promise to give you a titjob this morning. But if you don’t want one…” She trailed off, her tone teasing, knowing full well his answer, her fingers slowing their strokes, a playful challenge in her gaze.

Hayao’s eyes widened, the memory flooding back, his cock hardening further at the thought, a surge of arousal coursing through him. 

“No, I want it,” he said quickly, his voice eager, his hand squeezing her breast, feeling the weight of it in his palm. “I want a titjob from my beautiful mother.”

Mai’s smile broadened, her eyes darkening with lust, a satisfied purr escaping her lips. 

“Good boy,” she murmured, her voice dripping with maternal affection and desire. 

She released his cock, sitting up on her knees, her breasts swaying with the movement, their fullness drawing his gaze like a magnet. She reached for the hem of her oversized t-shirt, pulling it over her head, revealing her naked body to him, her large breasts bouncing slightly, nipples erect, her skin glowing in the morning light. 

Hayao’s breath caught at the sight, his cock throbbing with need, his eyes drinking in every inch of her. Mai noticed his gaze, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, and she cupped her breasts, lifting them, presenting them to him like an offering. 

“You like Mommy’s tits, don’t you, baby?” she asked, her voice husky, her fingers pinching her nipples, making them harden further, a soft moan escaping her lips.

“Yes, Mom,” Hayao breathed, his hand reaching out to touch her, but she swatted it away playfully, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Not yet,” she said, her tone teasing, her hands still cupping her breasts, squeezing them gently. “First, I need to get them ready for you.” 

With that, she leaned forward, gathering saliva in her mouth, and spat onto her cleavage, the warm liquid landing between her breasts, trickling down her skin in a glistening trail. She used her hands to spread it, coating her breasts, making them slick and shiny, the morning light catching the wetness, creating a mesmerizing sheen. The act was raw, intimate, and deeply erotic, her eyes locked on his, watching his reaction, her lips curving into a knowing smile.

Hayao watched, mesmerized, his cock aching with anticipation, the sight of her preparing herself for him almost too much to bear. The slickness of her breasts, the way they glistened in the light, was a vision of pure desire, his heart pounding in his chest. Once she was satisfied, Mai looked at him, her eyes smoldering with lust. 

“Lie back down, baby,” she instructed, her voice commanding yet loving, a maternal tone that sent a shiver through him.

Hayao obeyed, lying back on the bed, his head resting on the pillow, his cock standing erect, pulsing with need, waiting for her touch. Mai moved to kneel between his legs, her knees sinking into the soft mattress, her breasts hanging heavily above him, their fullness a tantalizing promise. 

She reached down, her hands sliding under his lower back, lifting his waist slightly, guiding his legs to wrap loosely around her waist, positioning him so that his cock was aligned with her cleavage. The position was intimate, their bodies close, the heat between them palpable, her hands supporting his pelvis to keep him elevated, his legs resting lightly around her, providing stability without restricting her movement.

Mai pressed her breasts together, enveloping his cock in their warm, slick embrace, the softness of her flesh and the slickness from her saliva creating a perfect channel for his shaft. Hayao groaned, the sensation incredible, the pressure and friction just right, sending waves of pleasure through his body. 

Her breasts were heavy, their weight pressing against him, the slickness making each movement smooth and delicious. She began to move, sliding her breasts up and down his length, her movements slow and deliberate, her eyes never leaving his, filled with a mix of love and lust.

“Oh, fuck, Mom,” Hayao moaned, his hips bucking slightly, trying to thrust into the tight space between her breasts, the sensation overwhelming, his cock sliding effortlessly in the slick channel. 

The softness of her tits, the warmth of her skin, the way they enveloped him completely, was a pleasure unlike any other, his body trembling with need.

Mai smiled, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, her eyes darkening with desire. “You always did like my titties, didn’t you, baby?” she said, her voice a seductive whisper, her breasts moving faster, the slick sound of skin on skin filling the room, mingling with the soft chirping of birds outside. “Even when you were little, you loved being close to Mommy’s big tits, didn’t you?”

The comment inflamed Hayao, memories of his childhood now twisted into something erotic and forbidden, sending a surge of arousal through him. He started thrusting upwards, his cock sliding between her breasts, the head peeking out with each thrust, glistening with pre-cum, a tantalizing target for Mai’s tongue. She leaned down, her lips parting, her tongue flicking out to lick the tip every time it emerged, tasting the salty bead of pre-cum, her eyes locked on his, filled with maternal affection.

The dual sensation of her breasts and her tongue was almost too much for Hayao, his climax building rapidly, his balls tightening, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. The sight of his mother, her blonde hair glowing in the morning light, her breasts pressed around his cock, her tongue teasing his cockhead, was a vision of pure ecstasy, his body trembling with need. 

“Mom, you’re so fucking good at this,” he groaned, his voice strained, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her cleavage, the slickness making each thrust smooth and intense.

Mai’s eyes twinkled with satisfaction, her tongue lapping at his cockhead, her breasts squeezing tighter around him, increasing the pressure, her movements perfectly timed with his thrusts. 

“I’ve had a lot of practice. Cum for Mommy, baby,” she urged, her voice a husky whisper, her lips brushing his cock as she spoke. “Let me see you cum all over my face and tits, my sweet boy.”

The words, dripping with taboo, pushed Hayao over the edge, his climax erupting with a force that made his body shudder. With a guttural cry, he came, his cum shooting out in thick, white ropes, splattering across Mai’s face and breasts, coating her skin with his release. 

The first spurt hit her cheek, a warm, sticky trail that dripped down to her chin, followed by another that landed on her lips, her tongue darting out to catch it, savoring the taste. More cum splashed across her breasts, pooling in her cleavage, glistening in the morning light, a testament to his pleasure.

Mai moaned softly, her eyes closing as she felt the warm liquid hit her, her tongue lapping at her lips, catching what she could, her arousal spiking at the degradation, her pussy clenching with need. She continued to move her breasts, milking every last drop from him, her hands pressing them together, the slickness from her saliva and his cum making her skin glisten. 

Hayao’s body trembled with the aftershocks of his orgasm, his cock pulsing between her breasts, each spurt sending a wave of pleasure through him, his chest heaving, his breath ragged.

When he was finally spent, Mai released his cock, her breasts falling away, and she looked down at him, her face and chest covered in his cum, a satisfied smile on her lips. She leaned down, kissing him deeply, her tongue sharing the taste of his release, their mouths moving together in a passionate embrace, the intimacy of the act deepening their bond. 

Her breasts pressed against his chest, the sticky warmth of his cum a reminder of their shared sin, her lips soft and eager against his.

After a moment, she pulled back, her eyes twinkling with mischief, her hand wiping some of his cum from her cheek, licking it off her fingers, her gaze never leaving his. 

“Did you enjoy that, my love?” she asked, her voice soft, her hand stroking his cheek, her touch gentle and loving.

Hayao nodded, still catching his breath, his heart pounding, his body slick with sweat. “Yes, Mom, it was fucking amazing,” he said, his voice filled with awe and love, his hand reaching up to cup her face, his thumb brushing over her cum-streaked cheek.

Mai’s smile widened, her eyes filled with satisfaction, her hand moving to wipe more of his cum from her breasts, licking it off her fingers, savoring the taste. 

“Good,” she purred, her voice a sultry caress. “Because Mommy loves making her baby happy. You’ve always loved my titties, haven’t you? And now you get to have them any way you want.”

Hayao’s heart swelled, a mix of love and desire flooding through him, his hand sliding down to her breast, squeezing gently, feeling the sticky warmth of his cum on her skin. “Always, Mom,” he murmured, his voice soft, his eyes locked on hers, filled with a possessive tenderness.

They lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, their bodies close, the morning light growing brighter, casting a warm glow over the room. The sound of birds chirping outside signaled the start of a new day, but for now, they were content to stay in their sanctuary, wrapped in each other’s arms, their forbidden love a secret shared only between them. 

But the reality of the day loomed, and Mai knew they couldn’t linger forever. With a sigh, she sat up, her breasts still glistening with his cum, and reached for a tissue from the nightstand, wiping herself clean, her movements slow and deliberate, her eyes never leaving his. 

“We should get up, baby,” she said, her voice gentle, a hint of regret in her tone. “Mi-chan will be awake soon, and we don’t want her to suspect anything.”

Hayao nodded, his hand reaching out to touch her arm, reluctant to let her go, his fingers lingering on her skin. “I know, Mom,” he said, his voice tinged with regret, his eyes filled with longing. “But I wish we could stay like this all day.”

Mai smiled, leaning down to kiss him once more, her lips soft against his, her breath warm and comforting. “Me too, my love,” she whispered, her voice filled with affection. “But we have to be careful. For now, let’s get dressed and act like everything is normal.”

His mother grimaced, looking clearly in pain. “And… no assfucking for a while,” she reprimanded.

Hayao just gave her an angelic smile. 

They rose from the bed, their bodies still humming with the remnants of their passion, and began to dress, their movements slow and deliberate, each touch, each glance, filled with the knowledge of their secret. Mai slipped into a fresh t-shirt, her breasts swaying as she moved. Hayao pulled on his clothes, his eyes lingering on her, memorizing every curve, every detail, his heart pounding with the intensity of their bond.

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