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Ch5[b] Convincing Mai at Dinner [anal, MFF] (III)

Mai stood, her lips still glistening from Hayao’s release, and with a slow, deliberate motion, she peeled off her dress, letting it fall to the floor in a crumpled heap. Her naked body was a vision—curves glistening with sweat, her skin flushed from their earlier encounter. She turned her gaze to Mio, who sat beside Hayao, her eyes wide with a mix of arousal and trepidation.

“Take off your clothes, Mio,” Mai ordered, her voice firm yet tinged with a hostess’s practiced charm. “From my experience, men like to have two girls at once, and Hayao’s probably no exception.”

Mio’s breath caught, but she obeyed without hesitation, standing and tugging her dress over her head. It landed in a pile beside Mai’s, revealing her toned, muscular frame—large breasts swaying slightly, her skin taut and inviting. She stood there, vulnerable yet eager, her cheeks burning under Mai’s scrutiny.

Mai’s eyes roamed over Mio’s body, a faint smile curling her lips. “You have a beautiful body, Mio,” she said, her tone almost detached, like a critic appraising a work of art. Then, with a sigh, she shifted her gaze to Hayao. “Your father was a cheater, you know. I loved him anyway, but he was a bastard. Hayao’s probably the same.”

Her voice grew heavier as she continued, “He was even fucking my sister, Rina, behind my back.”

The words hung in the air, and Hayao’s cock twitched, hardening visibly at the mention of his aunt. Mai’s eyes flicked to it, and a sneer twisted her features. 

His mother leaned in closer, her breath hot against Hayao’s ear. “You probably want to fuck your aunt too, don’t you? Rina’s got those wild curves and tits even bigger than Mio’s.” She smirked, glancing at Mio, whose cheeks flushed a deep crimson from the comparison.

Hayao’s cock stiffened at the words, and Mai’s hand was quick to find it, wrapping around his shaft with a teasing grip. She stroked him slowly, her fingers sliding up and down, her thumb brushing the tip. “Picture Rina here, on all fours,” Mai purred, her voice thick with lust. “Those huge tits swaying as you pound her from behind, her moans filling the room.”

Hayao groaned, his hips jerking into her hand. Mio watched, her blush deepening, her breath hitching as her own arousal betrayed her. Mai’s strokes quickened, her grip tightening. “Or maybe you’d flip her over, watch those tits bounce while you thrust into her wet pussy, her legs wrapped around you.”

Her fingers moved with expert precision, stroking him slowly as he groaned beneath her touch. She turned to Mio, her grip tightening slightly. “Are you okay with that, Mio? Knowing he’s got these twisted desires?”

The big woman’s heart raced, but she nodded, her voice steady. “I love him,” she said, leaning in to kiss Hayao deeply. Their lips locked, tongues dancing, and Hayao’s hand cupped her face, pulling her closer.

Mai watched, a flicker of jealousy sparking in her chest. She kept stroking Hayao, her movements growing sharper. “You know,” she said, her tone casual yet cutting, “he’s probably going to fuck his party girl of a sister too.”

Mio pulled back from the kiss, her eyes wide but resolute. “I’ll love him anyway,” she replied, her devotion unwavering.

Mai rolled her eyes, a dry chuckle escaping her. “Apart from the age gap, you’re a keeper, Mio.” She released Hayao’s cock and climbed onto the bed, positioning herself on all fours, her ass raised high. “Now, Hayao, I want you to claim my last hole—my ass.”

She glanced over her shoulder at Mio, her expression commanding. “Eat me out, Mio. Prepare my ass for his cock.”

Mio hesitated, her face flushing with embarrassment, but she crawled forward, her hands trembling as she parted Mai’s cheeks. Her tongue darted out reluctantly, licking at the tight ring of muscle, her saliva slicking the way. Mai moaned softly, her body relaxing under Mio’s tentative ministrations.

After a moment, Mai shifted, her voice husky. “That’s enough. Stop.” She turned her head to Hayao. “Fuck me now.”

Hayao positioned himself behind his mother, his cock throbbing as he pressed against her slicked entrance. With a single, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep, drawing a sharp gasp from Mai. He gripped her hips, pounding into her relentlessly, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room.

As Hayao fucked her, Mai’s eyes caught Mio’s hand slipping between her own thighs, fingers working her wet pussy. “Mio,” Mai panted, “come here. Let me eat you out while he fucks me. It’s thanks for prepping my ass.”

Mio froze, her voice small. “I’ve never been with a woman before.”

Mai’s lips curved into a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

Mio lay back on the bed, her flexibility on full display as she spread her legs wide, her pussy glistening with need. Mai leaned down, her tongue flicking out to taste her, lips sucking at her clit with practiced skill. Mio moaned, her hips bucking as pleasure overwhelmed her hesitation.

Hayao’s thrusts grew erratic, and with a final, guttural groan, he came, his cock pulsing as he flooded Mai’s ass with his release. He pulled out, collapsing beside them, but Mai didn’t stop. Her tongue delved deeper into Mio, fingers joining to stroke her inner walls.

Mio’s moans escalated, her body writhing as she surrendered to the sensation. To her surprise, she found herself craving more, her hands gripping Mai’s hair as she came, her pussy clenching around Mai’s tongue. Mai followed moments later, her own orgasm shuddering through her, their cries mingling in the air.

Panting, Mai pulled back, her face slick with Mio’s juices. “Not bad, huh?” she murmured, a satisfied glint in her eye.

Mio, still trembling, nodded weakly. “No… it was incredible.”

Mai moved off to stand at the foot of the bed, her naked form faintly illuminated, her silhouette sharp against the dim backdrop. Her skin glistened with a light sheen of perspiration, her curves accentuated by the soft light—full breasts, a tapered waist, and hips that swayed with a hostess’s practiced grace. Her dark eyes glinted with a heady mix of command and unrestrained desire, her posture rigid yet trembling faintly, as if the weight of her own wants pressed against her composure. She was a woman who had mastered control in her professional life, yet here, in this private chaos, she was both director and participant in a forbidden dance.

Hayao lounged on the bed, his lean frame sprawled casually across the sheets, yet there was a coiled energy in his muscles, a readiness that belied his relaxed pose. His short, dark hair was mussed, strands sticking to his forehead with sweat, and his eyes held a predatory spark as they roamed over the big woman beside him. Mio sat with her back pressed against the headboard, her muscular body taut with anticipation. Her tanned skin shimmered under the lamplight, her platinum blonde hair falling in loose waves around her shoulders, framing her face like a halo. Her breath came in shallow, rapid bursts, her hazel eyes flickering between Hayao and Mai with a blend of nervousness and eagerness, her large breasts rising and falling with each breath.

“I want to watch you two fuck,” Mai said, her voice slicing through the stillness like a velvet whip, smooth yet unyielding. Her gaze darted between them, expectant and daring, as if issuing a challenge she knew they couldn’t refuse. “I want to see it—every thrust, every moan. Don’t hold back. Show me what you’ve got. I want to see how my boy fucks a woman, and how you can please my little boy.”

Mio’s throat tightened, a shiver racing down her spine as Mai’s words sank in. Her heart pounded, a wild rhythm that matched the heat pooling in her core. 

“Okay, Mai,” she murmured, her voice soft but threaded with excitement, a quiet surrender to the moment. She turned to Hayao, her eyes searching his for reassurance. “Are you ready for this, Hayao? I want to make you feel good—quiero complacerte (I want to please you).”

Hayao’s lips curled into a smirk, a flash of confidence lighting his features. “Always, Mio,” he replied, his voice low and rough with desire. “Let’s give her a show she won’t forget.”

He turned to her, his hands finding her ankles with a swift, possessive grip that made her gasp. In one fluid, almost brutal motion, he yanked her legs apart, pulling her down the bed until her hips were at the edge, exposing her slick pussy to the cool air of the room. Mio’s breath hitched, her back arching instinctively as her body responded to his dominance, her skin prickling with anticipation. Her pussy glistened, already wet from their earlier encounters, and the sight made Hayao’s cock twitch, hard and eager.

“You’re so fucking wet for me,” Hayao growled, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her pulse race. “You want this, don’t you?”

“Sí, Hayao, I want you,” Mio replied, her voice trembling with need, her hands clutching the sheets. “Please, fuck me—dámelo (give it to me).”

Hayao positioned himself between her thighs, his cock hard and throbbing. The young boy thrust into her without preamble, sinking deep into her wet heat in a single, powerful stroke. Mio cried out, a sharp, needy sound that echoed in the room, her hands twisting the sheets as pleasure surged through her. Hayao began to fuck her with hard, deliberate strokes, each one driving deeper, hitting spots that made her vision blur. The wet slap of skin against skin filled the space, a primal rhythm punctuated by Mio’s breathy moans.

“Oh, God, Hayao, it’s so good,” Mio gasped, her voice trembling as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. “Keep going—don’t stop.”

Mai stepped closer, her presence looming like a storm cloud, charged and electric. Her fingers brushed against Mio’s clit, teasing the swollen nub with light, practiced touches that sent jolts of electricity through Mio’s body. Mio shuddered, her hips jerking involuntarily as pleasure spiked through her, sharp and overwhelming. Mai’s touch was expert, her fingers circling with a rhythm that matched Hayao’s thrusts, amplifying the sensations until Mio was trembling beneath them.

“Mai, that’s—fuck, that’s amazing,” Mio panted, her eyes fluttering shut as the dual assault pushed her closer to the edge. “You’re driving me crazy—me estás volviendo loca (you’re driving me crazy).”

Mai leaned down, her lips closing around one of Mio’s nipples, sucking gently at first, then harder, her teeth grazing the sensitive peak. Mio’s back arched further, a sharp cry tearing from her throat as the sensation rippled through her. 

“You like that, don’t you?” Mai murmured against her skin, her breath hot and teasing, her tongue flicking over the hardened bud.

“Yes, yes,” Mio moaned, her body writhing under the onslaught of pleasure. “Mai—I love it.”

Hayao’s rhythm faltered for a moment as Mai’s breath ghosted against his ear, her voice a low, insistent whisper that sent a shiver down his spine. “I want to see you fuck her in the ass,” she said, her tone dark with excitement, a spark of something wild flashing in her eyes.

He pulled out of Mio with a slick, wet sound, his cock glistening with her arousal. Mio whimpered at the sudden emptiness, her pussy clenching around nothing, but her eyes shone with eager anticipation as she felt Mai’s hands guiding Hayao’s shaft toward her puckered hole. Mai’s fingers, still slick from Mio’s wetness, teased the tight ring of muscle, massaging it with careful, circular motions to ease the way.

“Relax, Mio,” Mai coaxed, her voice soothing yet firm, a command wrapped in care. “My boy is going to fuck you as hard as he did me.”

Mio took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she focused on relaxing. “Fuck me, Hayao,” she said, her voice a mix of nervousness and desire, her hands gripping the sheets tighter. “Fuck me hard.”

“I will,” Hayao assured her, his hands caressing her hips tenderly, grounding her in his touch. “I’m going to give you all of my cock.”

Mai nodded approvingly.

Mio bit her lip, nodding slightly as Hayao pressed forward, the head of his cock breaching her suddenly. She winced, a small whimper escaping her lips as the initial resistance gave way, the stretch intense but familiar. 

“¡Ay, Dios mío! (Oh my God!)” Mio cried out in Spanish as Hayao thrust all the way to the hilt in one go. Her voice was raw with intensity, each word a testament to the pleasure-pain mix flooding her senses. “¡Es tan grande! (It’s so big!)”

“You feel so fucking tight,” Hayao groaned, his hands gripping her hips tighter as he found a steady rhythm. His cock slid in and out of her ass, the tightness gripping him fiercely, pulling him deeper with each stroke. The sensation was exquisite, a vice-like grip that sent waves of pleasure through him, his breath hitching with every thrust.

Mio’s initial discomfort melted away, replaced by a rising tide of pleasure that made her moan louder, more insistently. 

“Harder, Hayao!” she begged, her voice thick with need. “¡Más fuerte, por favor! (Harder, please!)” Her Spanish flowed freely in her passion, her body rocking with each powerful thrust, her breasts bouncing, her face a mask of pure ecstasy. 

The room filled with the sounds of their union—the slap of flesh, the creak of the bed frame, and the tall woman’s breathless exclamations in two languages.

“Oh, Hayao, it’s so good,” Mio panted, her hands reaching up to grip his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. “You’re filling me up—me estás llenando tanto (you’re filling me up so much).”

Hayao’s mother watched for a moment, her smile widening with a mix of pride and arousal, before climbing onto the bed with feline grace. She straddled Mio’s face, her pussy hovering just above Mio’s mouth, the scent of her arousal thick and intoxicating. “Eat me out,” she commanded, lowering herself until Mio’s tongue met her slick folds.

Mio obeyed instantly, her hands gripping Mai’s thighs for leverage as her tongue delved into the older woman’s heat. She lapped eagerly, tasting Mai’s essence, her own arousal spiking as she felt Mai’s body shudder above her. “Is this good, mother?” Mio mumbled between licks, her voice muffled against Mai’s wet heat. “Tell me—dime si te gusta (tell me if you like it).”

“Fuck, yes, Mio,” Mai gasped, her hips grinding against Mio’s mouth, seeking more. “Just like that—don’t stop. You’re so good at this.”

Mio’s tongue worked faster, flicking over Mai’s clit with a hunger that surprised even her. “I want to make you cum, mother,” she murmured, her lips brushing against Mai’s folds. “Quiero que te vengas en mi boca (I want you to cum in my mouth).”

The room became a chaotic symphony of pleasure—Hayao’s deep grunts as he pounded into Mio’s ass, Mio’s muffled exclamations as she devoured Mai’s pussy, and Mai’s cries of delight as she rode Mio’s face. The air grew thicker, the heat of their bodies mingling with the scent of sex and sweat, an intoxicating haze that enveloped them all.

“It’s a shame,” Mai said between gasps, her hips moving faster against Mio’s mouth, “that I raised my boy only for another woman to steal him away.” Her eyes locked onto Mio’s, sharp with possessiveness even through the haze of her arousal. “Promise me, Mio, you’ll let Hayao fuck me whenever he wants his mommy.”

“Sí,” Mio mumbled, her voice muffled against Mai’s wet heat, the word vibrating through her as she licked harder. “I promise, Mai—lo prometo (I promise).”

The old woman’s breath hitched, her body trembling as she neared her peak. “Good girl,” she panted, her fingers tangling in Mio’s hair, guiding her movements. “You’re part of this now—part of us.”

Mio’s heart swelled at the words, a mix of guilt and devotion flooding her senses. “I want to be, Mai,” she whispered, her tongue never stopping. “I want to make you both happy—quiero hacerlos felices (I want to make you both happy).”

Hayao’s thrusts grew erratic, his cock pulsing inside Mio’s ass, the pressure building to an unbearable crescendo. “Fuck, Mio, you’re so tight. Your ass fits me like a glove,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips so hard they’d leave marks. “I’m gonna cum soon.”

“Do it, Hayao,” Mio urged, her voice desperate as she felt her own orgasm building. “Cum inside me—quiero sentirte (I want to feel you).”

Mai’s body tensed, her climax approaching as Mio’s tongue worked relentlessly. “Yes, Mio, make me cum—now!” she cried, her hips grinding harder against Mio’s mouth.

The room spiraled into a whirlwind of sensation—Mai’s cries as she came hard on her son’s girlfriend’s face, her juices flooding Mio’s mouth; Hayao’s groan as he leaned forward to kiss Mai deeply, his tongue tangling with hers in a desperate, possessive clash; and his cock spilling deep into Mio’s bowels, hot and unrelenting. Mio’s own orgasm ripped through her, her body shaking violently beneath them as pleasure consumed her. “¡Me vengo! (I’m coming!)” she screamed, her muffled moans lost in Mai’s flesh, her Spanish raw with passion.

They collapsed in a sweaty, tangled heap, their breaths ragged and uneven, the room spinning around them. Hayao pulled out of Mio, his cock softening as he rolled to lie beside her, his arm draping over her waist in a protective, possessive gesture. Mai dismounted from Mio’s face, settling on Hayao’s other side, her head resting on his chest, listening to the steady thud of his heartbeat.

Hayao turned to Mio, a lazy grin spreading across his face, his eyes half-lidded with satisfaction. “I told you, Mio,” he murmured, his voice rough with exhaustion. “It’d all work out.”

She nodded weakly, her eyes fluttering shut.

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