Oh, f*ck me

After we had our dinner, I spent time with the girls until the food I had eaten settled in my stomach. After which I immediately went back to my gym to train more.

I was doing visual training. Fighting opponents in my mind whilst shadowboxing and hitting bags. I also did a lot of stretching and meditation.

I did not do any heavy lifting or tough training as I needed to avoid injury at any cost. You want to be in the best condition before a fight.

I spent the rest of the night like that before I took a bath and retired to my room. I decided to sleep early as I was going to wake up early the next day to train again.

I switched off the light and got comfortable in my bed as I closed my eyes and waited for sleep to take me. But just before I could sleep, I heard my door creaking as it opened.

I did not react as I suspected that it might be Kurumi. I never locked my doors as Kurumi wanted freedom to go in and out the room.

I slept early so Kurumi did not join me when I went to bed, so I thought she had come to sleep with me. But I was proven wrong as instead of the sound of four paws, I heard faint footsteps.

It was quiet enough that I could imagine the person tip-toeing as they walked to my bed. Then I felt them crawl on my bed.

I felt cold air as the bottom of my blanket was opened and the person snuck in. I could tell it was a woman from her soft body as it crawled up from the bottom inside the blanket.

I could feel her big breast and hard nipple drape on my body as she crawled up. I was only wearing a boxer so I could feel it clearly.

She put her hand on my thighs and finally reached my chest. She took a deep whiff of my scent and nibbled on my nipple. From those actions, I could tell which vixen had crawled on my bed.

I moved my body and pulled up my blanket to be greeted by gorgeous locks of purple hair. Sumire turned her head at me when she noticed my movement.

"Booo." She said cutely while looking up at me. She could give mature vibes and cutie vibes whenever she wanted.

I kissed her forehead and she nuzzled on my chest.

"What are you doing here?"

"Can a mother not check on her sleeping son?" she said and her hand trailed over my body to prove her point. I shivered at her soft fingers rolling around my body.

With a woman as sexy as my mother on top of my body, my cock immediately reacted as it hardened like steel. Sumire felt my erection on her thighs and rubbed it to get me to fuil mast.

She then grabbed my cock under my boxer and I groaned when I felt her soft fingers tighten around my member.

"See? You are not fine at all." She said and began pumping it excruciatingly slowly, "How can you sleep with this thing~"

My hand went to her tits and I immediately knew why I could feel her nipple when she drag her body over me. She was stark naked.

I took her bountiful breast on my palm and kneaded it to my desire. She was so soft and so desirable. Her milf body was driving me crazy, putting my usually calm mind into a loop.

Her body, her slutty body which was the combination of men's lust stitched together. Her body which should belong to a highest highest-paid prostitute instead of a mother. That was the only thing on my mind.

It was mine. She was mine.

"Oo honey~ what are you thinking that made you throb so much?" She asked while stroking my cock. this time she only put pressure when she stroked upwards, as if she was trying to milk me.

"Your boxer is in the way." She told me before she brought her feet up and her toes dug into the waist elastic of my boxer. Then with ease, she kicked my boxer down my leg and off my feet.

Our legs rubbed and intertwined during the process and her lewdness was slowly putting me to the edge even though she was barely stroking me. It was so damn stimulating.

She pushed herself forward and kissed me on my neck as she breathed in my scent. Her fingers were working under the blanket to tease me.

One of her fingers played with my urethra opening while two more circled around the edge of the head. At the same time she was also stroking me gently, it was scary how good she was with her hands.

It was a God-tier handjob.

"Oh~ baby, I am so sorry for what I said in the dinner table." She said and kissed my jaw, "Mommy will come with you okay?"

...

Oh.

That made sense.

Was that why she was doing all this? Suddenly I did not feel so horny anymore and she seemed to notice that as my cock stopped throbbing.

"Come on honey~" She whined, she sounded sorry, "Please, I am sorry~" she apologized again as her hand worked extra hard to stimulate me again. She even began rubbing her thighs on the remaining of my shaft and balls to get me throbbing again.

She kissed just below my lips and licked me there. Unsure whether to kiss me or not as she did not know if I would get mad if she were to kiss me.

"Hmmmmggg~" She whimpered like a puppy.

...

...

I was not mad at her but at myself. I was ashamed that I made her feel this bad and just because she had no time to go to some country with me. It was my fault and here she was, buttering me up as if she had done something wrong.

"Stop it, mom." I said and caught her arm, her body shook due to my action. She thought I was surely upset.

"You did nothing wrong. I am not sad or disappointed. I understand." I told her while wrapping her arms around her.

She was way too obsessed with me that she blamed herself for the smallest bad thing that happened to me. I was expecting her to come with me, but she had work. That's it, it was nothing serious.

But here she was, thinking she had made a grave mistake and felt the need to make up and explain herself because I showed disappointment for the briefest moment.

Anyone could tell that my mother was not the most stable woman mentally. You can tell that by the fact that she had no close friends and only cared about me.

I was her emotional pillar. This was also because I had presented myself as such ever since I was a baby.

She was sad, depressed, and broken when she was born. And since I had memories of my past life, I had made myself her emotional pillar when she would have tough times. I made her dependent on me.

That was why she loved me so much.

If I was a normal baby, she would have found another person, a friend or she would have healed and gotten strong and independent to face the tough times.

Instead, I presented myself as an object she could pour out all her affection and emotion on. Now she was like this.

I realized this when we finally became intimate and true to each other's feelings.

I should really stop being so passive and seriously put my time and attention to her. Be obsessed with her like she was to me.

Because I did not want to be someone who only received love from others and did not give back equal love and affection

"Tell me Sumire." I pulled her in for a brief kiss, "What was the work you mentioned anyway? That made you hesitant to join me in my travel."

Sumire was honest and maybe because she still felt bad, she explained herself in detail. Apparently, there was this exhibition in Paris coming up and it had always been her dream to showcase her art there.

So she needed to improve her art and do paperwork. She also had to worry about different stuff like advertising herself and writing about the inspiration behind her paintings.

In the end, she apologized again. I just kissed her again, "I do not want you to come."

"What!? Please, honey, I said I was sorry, don't do this-" I cut her off by putting my hand over her mouth.

"You have your own work. I can't possibly expect you to come with me when this is so important to you and your dreams." I told her and she said I was more important with her muffled voice.

'This adorable woman.'

"You don't have to worry about me. This is just a test, sort of, to see if I could get in the UFC or not. It's not even a real match, only an amateur tournament for my record. You can come with me in my first UFC fight." I told her

"You have to do things for yourself more. You need to be more selfish. I am not a kid anymore." I told her but she refused to listen.

It took some time to convince her that it was fine if she did not come along and she should worry about herself. In the end, she gave in.

She kissed me deeply when it was decided. I will only spend less than a week away and she would be here and do her own thing.

Then we would make up for the lost time when I got back.

"Ahhh~" She moaned in my mouth as we got into a deep sloppy kiss. Her body squirmed and her silky smooth skin rubbed against me.

Now that the heavy stuff was done, things were getting spicy again.

But then....

But then....

But then....

The door opened and a voice rang out,

"I want cuddles, Yuito~"

It was Marin.

Sumire immediately went inside the blanket and her naked body stayed unmoving on top of me. I was also completely frozen.

"Can I sleep with you?" I turned my head to see a mischievous Marin with very thin and sexy lingerie covering her model body.

Her face was flushed and from her smile, I could tell that she was expecting something naughty.

She walked inside and headed to my bed. It was dark so she hadn't noticed Sumrie's body on top of me under the blanket.

But she will notice it soon.

...

...

'Oh fuck me.'

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