Hina and Mama: Chapter 1 – Seduction by a Devilish Mama

It was that awkward time of year when the summer heat was still hanging around but you were hesitant to use the air conditioner.

With the window open to help with the somewhat humid heat, Hisama Norito wore just a shirt while he sat next to a girl in the Tokitani home. But this was nothing sexual. He was simply working as her tutor. He of course wore pants in addition to the shirt.

“Mh, so this X has to be…huh? That doesn’t work.”

The girl groaning toward the study desk was his childhood friend, Tokitani Hina. He was older than her and had already graduated from high school, but they were close enough for him to be alone with her in her room helping with her studies. They lived close by, so they had walked to elementary school together until he moved on to middle school and people had often mistaken them for siblings. He had also been treated well by Hina’s mother.

“C’mon, let’s take a break already. My brain is melting out my ears cause it’s so hot.”

Hina shook her short chestnut hair as she looked up with her normally angular eyes drooping limply. She was rather skimpily dressed to help with the heat and her face and bared skin glistened with sweat while the white skin flushed pink.

“No, not yet. The deal was to take a break after solving this problem, remember? Ayane-san left me in charge of you, so I have to do this right.”

“Ugh, you’re taking mama’s side again? Why do you always do that, Norito-kun?”
She pouted her full, light-pink lips, but she obediently got back to the problem. She was not the best at school, but she generally worked hard and did not give up before finishing something.

Hina’s parents had gotten divorced quite a while ago, so she had been single-handedly raised by her mother. He was not going to call himself a father figure, but Norito had always tried to look after her like a big brother and he adored her straightforward personality.

“Sigh. Fine. You can take a break now. You look like you’ve hit your limit.”

“Really? Yay! I love you, Norito-kun❤”

So he had a bad habit of spoiling her. It was entirely her mother’s doing that she had not become spoiled.

“I’ll go make some tea. Oh, and I baked some cookies, so I’ll bring some of them too. They turned out really good♪”

Hina sweatily hugged him and spoke happily into his ear.

“Yes, yes. I’m looking forward to it. But try not get overexcited and trip.”

“I woooon’t.”

After watching her run from the room, he stretched while still seated.

“Phew. Hina’s still such a kid…with one exception.”

He could still feel that incredible softness from Hina hugging him.

Her bust had grown exceptionally large for her age and the camisole she wore gave him a good view of her cleavage. He recalled when she had happily reported to him they were over 90cm and the thought of those mounds rubbing against his body a moment ago produced a hard throbbing in his pants.

(Oh, whoops. I need to calm that down before Hina gets back.)

He could not blame her given the heat, but she was very skimpily dressed. The only thing covering her lower body were denim shorts that only came halfway down her thighs. That meant he could see her plump thighs and the shape of her butt showed through the tight denim. Her hips were decently fit, but the feminine softness was impossible to miss when they were contained in such tiny shorts. None of it was indecent. In fact, it was all quite healthy, but those bodylines stimulated his lust.

(Sigh. I’ve been way too sexually aware of Hina lately.)

He still wanted to watch over her as a big brother, but her body had rapidly grown a lot womanlier lately. He could see it even when looking at her face and he could not deny his attraction to her.

But she only seemed to see him as a big brother, a childhood friend, or a male friend, so there was a lot of innocent body contact coming from her. He did not want to ruin their relationship, so he could not bring himself to tell her how he felt and he bottled those feelings up.

But Hina’s behavior showed no sign of changing and his worries were only growing. Even when she pressed her body against him while dressed like that, he could not bring himself to caution her.

(I can’t possibly tell her I love her, but she’s sure to hate me if she knows my body reacts like this to her.)

That said, she had no caution around boys whatsoever. If she was like this at school too, he was worried about how the boys her age looked at her and he feared what would happen if they could contain themselves no longer.

(Then again, it is possible she already has a boyfriend.)

He did not like the thought of that, but she was friendly, cute, earnest, and pure. He might be biased, but he felt she was undeniably attractive. Wasn’t it foolish to think no boys had ever tried to ask her out?

(W-wait, wait, wait! Calm down. That isn’t necessarily true.)

While he agonized over that question, Hina returned with a spring in her step and a small plate and tray in one hand.

“I’m baaack, Norito-kuuuu- waaahhh!?”

“Ah.”

But just as she entered the room, she tripped quite spectacularly and sent the tray and plate flying through the air.

(Yeah, I was wrong. There’s no way.)

There was no way such a childish girl could have a boyfriend.

He felt oddly sure of that as the plate, cup, and iced tea approached him.

“I’m so sorry, Norito-kun. Does that work as a change of clothes?”

“Yes, thank you very much. I’ll wash it and return it.”

After having the nice-smelling iced earl gray tea dumped on him and after calming Hina as she tearfully apologized, Ayane had fortunately returned home. On the days he tutored, she would take off work early and make dinner for him to share. In addition to that, she let him use the shower and gave him a change of clothes, so he felt kind of bad.

“You don’t have to worry about that. I don’t wear that anymore, so you can keep it if you like. Oh, but you wouldn’t need a woman’s shirt, would you?”

Norito sensed feminine sex appeal in the way the adult woman held a finger to her mouth and laughed. She was like a thoughtful and adult version of Hina with a bust and butt two sizes larger and much more alluring charm. Her name was Tokitani Ayane and she was Hina’s mother. She was in her mid-thirties, but she looked young enough to be in her twenties.

Unlike Hina’s chestnut hair, she had long black hair that gave her a much more Japanese feel. She wore it up in a barrette. The contrast between her black hair and white skin gave her a calm sort of beauty. She had large, somewhat-drooping eyes and she was filled with a motherly kindness. There was a small mole below her eye and she seemed self-conscious about it, but Norito thought it added to her charm.

She wore a sleeveless summer sweater that left her soft-looking upper arms and neatly shaved armpits exposed. Also, her clothing clung to her curves, revealing the eye-popping size of her breasts. With a mother like this, he could see why Hina’s were so big already, so he breathed an impressed sigh as he stared at her.

She wore a knee-length skirt, but its tight design showed off the lines from her hips to her butt and thighs, so looking away from her bust did not do much to help. And when he spoke with her, a sweet perfume wafted over, gently tickled his nose, and inspired yet more sexual feelings inside him.

(Ayane-san is always so pretty.)

He felt guilty thinking these things about the mother of a childhood friend he had feelings for, but since that body had been nearby while he went through puberty, she was the one that had awoken his sexuality. The symbol of his sexual awakening had only grown more sexual with time and he also sensed something of a grown Hina in her, so he could not keep his eyes off of her.

(And when I borrowed the shower…)

They had been hidden by a towel, but he had caught a glimpse of the underwear in the dirty clothes basket. Ayane would likely take a shower most days, but she had only changed her clothes since he was here.

“…to-kun. Norito-kun?”

“Eh? Oh, yes! What is it!?”
He was lost in thought thinking about what he was certain to masturbate about tonight, but he came back to his senses when she called his name. He found her leaning over and looking worriedly up at him.

“Agh!?”

“Ah! C’mon, don’t yell. You scared me.”

Her eyes widened at his reaction and she put her hands on her hips and puffed out her cheeks a bit.

“S-sorry. I just zoned out a little. Um, I-I’ll return this.”

He said that to hide his awkwardness and she pulled out an envelope as if she had just remembered.

“Really? Then I have an idea. If you do bring the shirt back, could you do it at my salon? I said I wasn’t going to wear it anymore, but I might as well leave it there in case I need an emergency change of clothes.”

Her salon was the massage and beauty salon she owned and managed. The previous owner had been looking to retire, so when she had heard about Ayane’s divorce, she had transferred ownership to Ayane to help her raise Hina as a single mother. But only if Ayane continued to work as one of the salon’s estheticians because she was so skilled at it.

Ayane had told him all this while drunk one day and he had no idea how much of it was true, but apparently the salon had plenty of customers seeking her massages and other beauty treatments. There were around a dozen other employees and just as many trainees and it was a large salon to accommodate such a large staff.

“That’s fine, but…can a guy really go into a salon like that?”

Norito was hesitant since he thought of beauty salons as women-only places, but Ayane handed him the envelope and nodded.

“Of course. Believe me – we get a lot of male customers. So here♪This is a certificate for a free massage. Please use it if you like. I’ve been wanting to thank you for everything you do.”

“I’m more than willing to stop by to return this shirt, but you don’t have to do anything for me.”

She was already paying him for the tutoring job and she fed him dinner, so he felt bad accepting a bonus like this. He tried to hand the envelope back to her, but she smiled, took his hand, and wrapped his fingers around the envelope.

“It’s fine, really. Hina caused you trouble today and I’m sure your exhaustion and whatnot are building up dealing with her. Hee hee. I’ll show you why my massages are so highly praised. Okay?”

(H-her massages? So she’s going to give the massage?)
When she rubbed the back of his hand with her long fingers, he imagined them all over his body and tensed up too much to let go of the envelope. She must have taken that as him accepting it because she breathed a sigh of relief.

“As always, thank you for tutoring. Hina has plans next time, so the next session will probably have to be this weekend.”

“Um, okay. I’ll make sure to return this before then.”

He tugged lightly on the shirt he was borrowing from her and she moved her loosened lips to whisper the words “I’ll be waiting”.

 

Two days later.

“This is the place, right? Hm, this is my first time here, but it’s pretty incredible.”

With the shirt in a paper bag, Norito arrived at the salon a short distance from the train station. He looked up at it from out front. It had pure white walls and a simple sign with the name written in gold to give it a luxurious appearance. This was definitely the salon that Ayane ran.

“It’s really big. Oh, and that customer coming out was a woman. I hope it really is okay for a guy like me to go in there.”

But he had a task to complete, so he could not just stand around. He regretted dressing so casually, but he still pushed past the luxurious atmosphere and hesitantly opened the door.

“E-excuse me.”

“Welcome to Salon de Salubre!”

As soon as he set foot inside, voices rang out from all across the room, causing him to flinch. Then he sensed some curious glances.

(Yeah, I guess they would be surprised.)

The staff was mostly women…no, it was entirely women. But he imagined the customers had to be mostly women too, so that made sense. And since this was a business, they did not direct any suspicion Norito’s way. They were simply curious because casually-dressed college boys were not their usual clientele.

He tried not to let their gazes bother him as he walked to the reception desk. That must have shown he was indeed a customer because the receptionist spoke to him.

“Welcome. Do you have an appointment for today?”

“Y-yes! Well, no, not really. I was given this…oh, and I have business with Aya- with, Tokitani-san.”

“Oh… With the owner?”
The receptionist had long black hair, bangs cut straight across, angular eyes, and a somewhat cold and harsh impression, but he was a customer and she made sure to give him the bare minimum of a smile. However, that expression softened when she saw the certificate he had been given.

“May I see that? …O-oh, excuse me!”

Ayane was the owner and she supposedly had the greatest skill as an esthetician, so a massage from her would carry a hefty price tag. A college kid like him must not have looked the part, but when the receptionist saw Ayane’s name on the certificate, she quickly stood up and bowed.

“M-my apologies! I had no idea you were one of the owner’s customers. I will call for her right away! Oh, and please come this way!”

At the same time, the mood in the reception room changed. The curious looks changed to respectful ones…but the staff’s gazes also contained the sharpness of a carnivore eyeing its prey.

(Oh, I get it. Since I was invited by Ayane-san, they assume I’m rich. Sorry, though. I’m from a normal family and I’m a poor college student myself.)

He apologized in his heart while he was led down a hallway and into a large and gorgeous room.

“Please come in here. Allow me to welcome you once again. I will call for the owner right away, so please relax until she can see you.”

The room was as large as a luxury hotel room and it was also very clean and well furnished. After serving him some tea and explaining the massage process to him, the receptionist gave a gentle bow and started to leave.

“Eh? Oh, w-wait! Do you mean Ayane-san will be doing my massage?”

“Yes, of course. When an esthetician gives a customer one of those certificates, it is her duty to provide the massage.”

(I-I see. So Ayane-san will be doing it.)

The idea of a massage from her filled his heart with excitement. But he also felt an odd awkwardness that made him blush bright red.

“Do you have any other questions?”

“No, I’m good.”

He said that while trying to hide the heat in his face and the receptionist smiled and bowed deeply.

“Then wait just a while longer. …Oh, and one more thing.”

The woman pulled out a business card and held it out with her head still lowered.

“I am Miyabi, a trainee here. I doubt it will be necessary after receiving the owner’s massage, but I would appreciate it if you asked for my services one day.”

“I-I see. Yes, well, if I have the opportunity.”

He was only here by chance today and he doubted he would ever be back. But answering honestly might damage Ayane’s reputation, so he went with a noncommittal answer. The receptionist – her business card said her name was Miyabi Sayuki – must have been satisfied she had created a connection with what she presumed was a rich customer because she gave him a cheerful smile and left the room.

(Okay, what should I do now?)

The receptionist had explained that he could take his shower after Ayane arrived, but he did not want to cause her any extra trouble. He entered the shower room with the towel, bathrobe, and paper underwear he had been given.

“The shower room is big too. The bathroom at Hina’s house is also big, but this is on an entirely different level.”
It was almost uncomfortably large, or like it was meant for two. There was a large tub, but he was unsure if he was supposed to use that. He ended up just washing himself off in the shower and returning to the room in the bathrobe. And then…

“Oh? Norito-kun, you already took your shower? That speeds things up.”

Ayane was there waiting for him. She wore her esthetician outfit which he did not normally get to see.

(Wow. That’s pretty much what I expected, but it’s even better than I imagined.)
He gulped because there was only one way to describe it: sexy.

Her blouse had several buttons undone to show off her soft-looking cleavage and even some of her bra. And the blouse may not have been the right size because the first button in actual use was straining to the bursting point against the great size of her bust.

The scarf around her neck looked elegant enough, but her lower body was covered by a tight miniskirt far shorter than anything he had seen her wear around the house. He could see up to the base of her thighs which were otherwise covered by black print stockings. And unlike Hina’s short shorts, her panties would be visible if she leaned over even a little.

The instant he saw her white skin and curvy proportions, his penis grew painfully erect and pushed up on the paper underwear.

(No, no! Calm down. This is just a normal massage.)

He had to calm this reaction before Ayane started touching his body.

“S-sorry! I was told you would tell me what to do once you arrived, but I didn’t want to waste your time.”

When he made that awkward excuse, she gave him her usual gentle smile, but perhaps due to the different outfit, it seemed more seductive than usual.

“Hee hee. You didn’t have to worry. We like to let the customers relax, so you could have enjoyed the tea and taken your time.”

That reminded him of the iced tea the receptionist had prepared for him, but it had already gotten warm. As he quickly drank it, Ayane gave him a happy look and began preparing for her work. She faced the massage bed and moved a cart of tools next to it.

“But if you already took your shower, we can get started sooner. Once you’re ready, please come here and lie down. Ahem. I will start with your back, okay?”

When she suddenly spoke to him like he was a customer and bowed deeply with hands held together, he choked on his tea and coughed for a bit.

“Ngh, cough, p-please don’t do that. I’ll be right there.”

“Hee hee. I still look pretty good in my work outfit, don’t I?”

She laughed like it was a joke, but she did indeed look pretty good. In fact, she looked amazing. Every time she moved, certain parts of her body bent and her clothing clung to her skin to emphasize that shape. She had had Hina at a young age, so even in her mid-thirties, she still had the silky smooth skin of a woman in her twenties. Just imagining those hands rubbing on his body was enough for the paper underwear to feel even more painfully tight.

(Oh, shit. I need to lie down on the bed and hide this.)

It was lucky she had asked him to lie face down. She would not notice his erection like that. He bent over a bit as he approached the bed – a combination of an examination table and a mat – undid the bathrobe as instructed, and lay face down.

“Then I think I’ll get started. I hope you enjoy my technique❤”

When she whispered in his ear, his crotch grew even hotter. At the same time, her hand rubbed his back through the robe, which sent a tremor down the core of his body.

“Y-your technique? Um…”

“Massages are my specialty. So to thank you for tutoring Hina for so long, I will treat you to the best the salon has to offer.”

Her voice tickled his ear from behind as she slowly removed the bathrobe from his upper body. As his clothing was stripped away, his skin exposed, and her fingertips crawled along him, a ticklish tremor ran through his back and hips.

“Hwah…ah, Ayane…-san.”

“Ha ha. Sorry, I couldn’t resist. I mean, you used to be on the swim team, so you have such a nice body. I just want to touch you here…or here. So many parts of you are so nice and…hee hee, hard.”

She spoke in a seductive way while her fingertips softly massaged around his shoulder blades, down his spine, and along his upper arm muscles. Her feminine hands loosened the muscles and the pleasant feeling caused his arms and legs to jump slightly.

(So this is a massage from a professional esthetician. It’s incredible.)

His coach and manager had given him massages back on the swim team, but there was something different about this one. Her soft touch was meant to relax his mind, but she also accurately stimulated his muscles and gently loosened the stiffness there. When a tremor ran through his entire body, his childhood friend’s mother laughed and moved her fingers some more.

“Now, now. Don’t move. I will loosen every last part of your body until you have melted to the very core, so empty your mind and let me handle everything.”

“O…kay. Ah…kh, oh…ah…”

He wondered if it felt like this because he had almost entirely stopped working out or stretching since quitting the swim team. When her fingers massaged him, he felt waves of heat spreading from the surface of his body and loosening all the stiffness inside him.

She followed the lines of his body to rub his muscles and she applied more pressure with each repetition. He could feel himself gently loosening up and it was a pleasant feeling, so he let out a sigh and sank deep into the bed mattress covered with a towel.

“Ahhhh…this is incredible, Ayane-san. It feels so good.”

“Hee hee. I’m glad…but I’m only just getting started.”

With that, she moved from his back to massage his hips, butt, and thighs through the bathrobe. She repeated the process again and again to loosen up his lower body as well. She was only touching his legs through a layer of fabric, but he could not help but notice how much close to his crotch she was. The presence of the erection throbbing between him and the bed made her finger movements feel all the more intense.

“Now, now. Quit struggling. Hee hee. But I bet you have lots of stamina.”

Having someone rub his back did not seem like it required stamina, so his imagination took that suggestive comment in a different direction.

“Now, how about we get started on the actual massage. I might be a little heavy, but bear with it, okay?”

“Eh? W-wait, Ayane-san…ngh…”

Before Norito could ask what this was about, he felt a lot of pressure on his back and the massage bed shook. At the same time, a soft sensation rubbed at his bare back while a plump feeling pressed against his sides and rubbed upwards. He could tell without an explanation that Ayane had straddled his back and started rubbing his neck with her hands.

“Sorry. I’ll try to keep as much of my weight off you as I can…hm, there.”

“N-no, no, no, no! Y-you’re not heavy at all! You can make yourself more comfortable! I’m perfectly fine!”

“Oh? Hee hee. You don’t have to say that…now, let’s get started.

She sounded legitimately pleased and she tilted her body to place her weight behind the fingers on his neck. The overwhelming volume of her butt pressed against his back and the rubbing of her thighs against his sides sent a wave of pleasure up his spine. And…

(Oh…ohhhhh!? What? F-for real?)

Every time she moved her hips back and forth, he felt her soft butt slide from his back to his hips, from his hips to his back, and from his back to his shoulder blades. But that was not the only surprising part. When she leaned forward to massage his neck, the large and soft mounds pushing out her blouse squished against his head and they hit the back of his head each time she shook her body to use her weight for the massage.

“Nh…there…hh, nh…nh, nh~~~~~”

Plus, her breaths sounded needlessly erotic, so he felt like he was doing something indecent…or rather, having it done to him. When her butt slid back onto his hips, it pressed his erection against the bed and rubbed it against the mattress through the paper underwear. Her superb stimulation, the pressure from her butt, and the touch of her boobs helped fuel the rubbing pleasure on his penis, so his body twitched and his dick only grew bigger and harder.

“Ahh…nh, ahh…Ayane…-san…kh.”

“Hee hee. Was that too much for you? Massages can require a surprising amount of stamina on the receiving end. Okay, this is going to be a bit chilly, but bear with it.”

She shook her body on his back and then he heard a sticky sound by his ear.

“I will begin the oil massage now and it can feel a little cold.”

“Okay…nkhhh, oh…ah, ahhhh.”

Her hands rubbed a cold and sticky substance into his back. Once she was done there, she moved to his hips, butt, and thighs in turn. She slid her butt down his body as she progressed and his entire body was sticky with oil before long. Her hands moved from his sides and slipped below his front side to fill the space between his body and the mattress with oil. Simply lying on the oil sent a surge of pleasure through his crotch.

“Next, I will stretch your legs and induce blood flow, so I will be bending your legs a bit.”

“Eh? Ohhhhh!?”

When she bent his knee and lifted his leg, a shocking sensation reached his knee and lower leg. She had embraced his leg such that it was held between her breasts and she rubbed it up and down while covering it with oil. Then she gently massaged the back of his thigh. His leg was numbed by pleasure mixed with just a hint of pain.

“Ahh, gh, ahn, ah…”

“There is an acupuncture point there, so did it hurt? Hee hee. You make some cute sounds when you’re in pain, Norito-kun. Anyway, I will be a little gentler from now on.”

The touch of her fingers was softer as she stroked his thighs with the tip of her nails, causing the limb to twitch ticklishly. She ended up pressing her breasts against his leg all the more and his writhing hips rubbed his erection against the mattress, sending brain-melting pleasure up his spine.

(Ahh, ah, shit…I-I need to control myself! Khhh.)

The throbbing pleasure in his lower stomach and deep in his butt begged to be released, but he clenched his teeth and somehow managed to resist. But if the massage continued like this, his resistance might eventually be inadequate.

(But it’s all over if that happens! I-I need to resist to the end.)

Norito clenched his teeth with that conviction in his heart, but Ayane’s bewitching voice made a merciless announcement.

“Once I’m done with this, I’ll do the other leg. So bear with it just a little longer, okay?”

“Ah…eh? U-um…”

Simply knowing the pleasure was at best only at its halfway point caused his erect penis to grow hotter and bigger while something throbbed deep in his butt.

(Sh-shit. Shit, shit, shit! I need to get her to stop!)

But before he could open his mouth to speak, her hands grabbed his thigh and began massaging it as if stroking it.

“If I just go like this here…yes, you really do have nice muscles, Norito-kun. Hee hee. Now, how do you like this?”

“Ahhh!? Ah, hh…Ayane…-san, ah!”

Getting to enjoy the sensation of her breasts around his leg while she stroked his thigh made him imagine she was stroking something else. The erection squished between him and the bed grew painfully large, rubbed against the inside of the underwear, and sent surging pleasure through his crotch.

(Oh, ahhhh. A-and this is still just the first leg.)

When his voice escaped his lips, his body relaxed and so did the muscles he was trying to keep tense. He tried to clench his teeth and bear with it, but when she pressed her soft tits against him, his spine tingled and his body jerked.

“Hee hee. What an energetic boy you are, Norito-kun. Hee hee. I’ll need to work extra hard.”

(I-I’d really rather you didn’t…agh!)

Due to the way she shook her body for the massage, the boobs holding his leg between them began to move up and down. The soft mounds seemed to rub pleasure onto the body part between them. But if he let that melt him and he relaxed, his male desire would finally burst out.

“Ahhh…ahh, ahh.”

His hips trembled, his legs shook, and he tried to escape her skillful grasp, but he only ended up twitching a bit. And when the one leg was finally complete, he felt Ayane move to his other side and bring the same fantastically soft sensation to his other leg.

“Now for this one, okay? Nh, but first, Norito-kun, could you lift your hips a little?”

“Eh? U-um, why?”

Afraid she had noticed his erection, he blushed and asked for a reason, but she had a different answer. She rubbed at his butt while gently replying.

“It looks to me like you rest your weight on your dominant hand’s side, so this leg should be more stressed day to day. I want to give you a better massage, so I want you to shift your position a bit. Okay?”

“O-okay.”

When he lifted his hips, her fingers grabbed his thigh to support the front of his leg while she gently massaged the skin. But that brought her hand closer to his crotch and he was horribly distracted by the thought of her eventually touching it and realizing what was going on there.

“Yes, thank you. Now, while I do this, you can let me support your leg. Just relax.”

Despite her kind words, every time she lifted his leg, his hips trembled in fear that she would see his crotch below. What would she think if she lifted his leg like a dog taking a leak and saw his erection in that pose? The thought was so very embarrassing.

(I-I can’t let her see it.)

But each time her hands and the sticky oil crawled across his skin, the unmanageable flesh spear rubbed against the paper underwear and brought even more pleasure than the part being massaged.

His body and mind were melted by the sexual pleasure of his rubbing penis, the psychological pleasure of her breasts pressed against his leg, and the bodily pleasure of her skilled massage. They all worked together to make his hips dance, his dick throb, and his voice moan, but he still managed to resist ejaculating.

“Ghh…ahh, nh…ahhh.”

His mind was too empty to think and he had no idea how long the agony and bliss had lasted before she finally announced she was done.

“There, all done. Your leg muscles are all loosened up♪”

He was freed from the large boobs that rubbed at his legs and her fingers moved away from the erection that shook each time his body did. He was in a terribly shameful pose with his hips up and his butt sticking out, but he was only focused on catching his breath and not blowing his load.

(Pant, pant. That felt so good…agh, a-and I’m still so close to cumming.)

His hips trembled, but he tensed his muscles to suppress the urge to cum. Still, his precum had mixed with the oil to soak the paper underwear so it clung stickily to his rock-hard erection. That alone was enough stimulation even while motionless.

(I-I need to run to the bathroom to jerk off and change.)

He did not want Ayane to see him like this, so he came up with that plan and started to push himself up with trembling hands. But then Ayane made another merciless statement.

“Okay, can you roll over onto your back for me? I’ll loosen up the front of your muscular body too❤”

“Wha-? U-um…w-wait, Aya- ah!”

He tried to call her name, but she said nothing more and rolled him over onto his back. By the time he realized the oil had helped her do that more smoothly, the problematic bulge was revealed before her eyes.

“And now – oh.”

The embarrassment instantly turned his face bright red.

(Nooooooooooo! Th-this can’t get any worse.)

Her eyes moved to his lower body and became glued to his crotch. He hid his face, twisted his legs and hips, and writhed in an attempt to escape her view.

She initially grinned, but then she put on a gentle and loving expression and spoke in a calm voice.

“It’s okay, Norito-kun. It’s perfectly normal for men to get an erection during a massage. And women get wet during them, so it’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“B-but you’re… Please ignore this!”

Her kindness actually stung, so he looked away with his hands still covering his face. She got down from the bed, stood by his head, and gently rubbed his hair.

“It’s okay. This just shows how much you enjoyed the massage, so it honestly makes me happy. I see this as a compliment, but if you insist, I can ignore it and just continue the massage, okay?”

He felt a little better when he saw her gentle smile from between his fingers.

(Oh, I get it. Yeah, this is her job. And with a massage like that, I can’t be the only one who gets hard. She’s used to this.)

When Norito nodded to himself and lay back down on his back, Ayane placed a small towel over his face and got back up on the bed. And a moment later…

(Wait…wait, wait, wait, wait! Ehhhhhh!?)

“Hm, but it is kind of in the way, isn’t it? Well, I can just do the massage from the other direction. And like this I can keep an eye on your, um, manhood the entire time, so I won’t accidentally touch it. Does that put your mind at ease?”

She placed her knees on either side of his head.

He could sense that her butt was right above his face. She would apparently be reaching forward from there to massage his chest and stomach, but that essentially meant she would be teasing his body while wiggling her butt in front of his face.

“W-w-w-wait just a-!”

“Okay, here I go. Nhh, nhh, nhh.”

Before he could stop her, she began shaking her butt and the pleasant sensation of the oil and her fingers reached his chest. A sweet tingling feeling reached the tips of his nipples which were an erogenous zone for both men and women.

“Wow, Norito-kun. You really have a hard…chest. It’s difficult to tell with your clothes on, so I didn’t except you to be so…nh, big and firm. Hee hee. I need to loosen you up there.”

She spread her fingers and applied pressure to his pecs while gently massaging them like one might a woman’s breasts. He had never before felt this sort of stimulation as no one had ever done this to him, so his crotch leaped up, his hips twisted, and his breathing grew heavy.

(Wait…nh, khhhh! This is too much…ahhhh, way too much!)
Also, her movements rubbed her butt against his face enough to push off the towel covering it. The meaty white thighs decorated with garter belts and stockings and the thick butt contained in a tight black miniskirt were pushed right in front of his eyes and the sweet and sour scent of her sweat seemed to envelop his face.

Plus, her movement caused her skirt to ride up her butt, revealing her panties. That stimulated his lust all the more. His cock was already close to bursting, so it quickly reacted to this visual seduction. As she rubbed his nipples and lower stomach, he felt a tingling deep in his butt and a rising pleasure within his urethra.

(Gh…no, I can’t…it’s too much…I just can’t!)

His lower body went limp and the ends of his limbs tingled almost painfully from the sweet sensation, so he gave up trying to resist. Ayane spoke in an alluring voice as she lewdly wiggled her butt in front of his eyes and rubbed all over his muscular body.

“C’mon, settle down, you wild thing. You don’t need to react quite that much.”

She giggled and her eyes were almost certainly on the bulge at his crotch. Her spread fingers moved right up to the base of his erection and gently stroked his hip joint. That brought so much pleasure he just about came right then and there. His penis was throbbing madly inside the underwear and there was no way she could not tell.

“Ahhh! Nh, khhh, ahh, wait…”

“My, my. You sound so cute. But surely you aren’t about to cum.”

She seemed to be implying this much stimulation should not have been nearly enough and then her hands crawled from the base of his legs to his chest. She covered his skin with lotion oil and used that lubrication to draw circles with her fingers.

His nipples were already painfully swollen and the endless flood of precum from his erection left the inside of his paper underwear a complete mess. Whether Ayane was aware of that or thought it was just the oil, she continued sensually teasing his muscles as if she had no idea he was so close to his limit.

“This is nothing compared to being inside a vagina, so only a virgin would cum this easily. Surely you aren’t that quick of a shot.”

(Ah, ahhh. Sorry, but I am a virgin! I’m sorryyyy!)

She meant it as a joke to help calm his nerves, but he was in fact a virgin and on the verge of ejaculation. To him, it sounded like an experienced woman mocking him for his lack of experience. As those cruel words rang in his ears, his hips hopped up from the bed.

“Hey, stop that. Try to sit still, okay?♪”

“Ahh, no…w-wait…gh.”

To keep him from moving, Ayane slowly lowered her hips and brought her plump ass toward his face. He could not help but stare as it slowly lowered. Past her spread legs and rolled-up skirt, her stockings and panties seemed to show off her skin. And he could see the shape of a lewd mound and vertical slit through that fabric.

(Ah, hh… I-is that…?)

The scent of her sweat surrounded his face and the feminine aroma from her crotch entered his nose as that soft mound settled down on his face.

“I’m…sorry…ahhhh! Nh, aaaaaaahhh!”

No one had touched it, but Norito’s penis exploded and splattered the proof of his humiliation on the inside of the paper underwear.

“Eh? Wait, really? Norito-kun!?”

The feminine scent, the visual attraction of the woman herself, the soft sensation, and even her surprised voice seemed sensual to him. He experienced more pleasure than ever before as his thoroughly-teased male desire burst out along with a strong chestnut flower scent.

She had stopped moving, so he could imagine she was watching it happen from up close. She had lifted her butt in surprise, but he could still see her skirt, butt, and panties in front of him. That view filled his body with unbelievable pleasure while he revealed the greatest humiliation of his life.

(Ahh, ahhhh. I…actually did it. But…it feels so good.)

Even his fingers and toes extended and then his body curled inward. The sphincter expanded and contracted to release the semen into his underwear. After more than ten seconds of enjoying the ejaculatory pleasure and even grinding his hips toward the end, he finally stopped releasing his male desire.

“Pant, pant. Ahh, ahhh.”

He knew she would try to cheer him up, but he was also certain she would be feeling scorn and disrespect on the inside. Cleaning up after himself would also be incredibly awkward. It all filled his heart with gloom.

“Sorry, Ayane-san. I’m so sorry.”

His voice trembled as he apologized. He had given in to a temporary pleasure and created a deep rift between him and his childhood friend’s mother. Regret filled him and his heart ached. When Ayane heard him, she finally came back to her senses, quickly got off the bed, and grabbed a towel.

“N-no, I’m sorry, Norito-kun! I shouldn’t have just stared like that… I-I will clean that up right away. Wait…my, my, what have we here?”

She started to remove his soiled paper underwear, but then she stopped moving again. She had discovered the underwear still had a large bulge within and that bulge was throbbing with desire. The dick inside was still hard and it was releasing the last of the semen within the urethra to make the embarrassing stain grow even further.

“Hey, Norito-kun?”

“I’m sorry… I’ll clean it up myself, so…could I have some tissues?”

Sitting up and saying that with his head hanging was the most he could manage. She had to despise him now and she might not let him tutor Hina anymore. What would Hina think when she heard? In fact, how would it be explained to her? The many worries spiraling through his head sent a shiver of fear down his spine, but…

“Norito-kun, um, don’t feel bad, okay?”

His worries…

“You’re young, so I guess once wouldn’t be enough, huh? So. If you like…”

…were eliminated by Ayane’s next words.

“I had planned to skip this part since you asked me to ignore that thing, but the ship has kind of sailed on that, hasn’t it? So how about I treat you to my famous penis massage?

It took him a second to register what she had said.

“What? Wait…eh? Eh? Ehhhhhhh!?”
And once he did catch on, he was too shocked to speak intelligibly. She sat next to him, pressed her body against his, and rubbed her softness against him while blowing a hot breath in his ear.

“You’re still nice and hard, so don’t you want it? Have you been too busy to do it yourself lately? My massage should fix that right up.”

“But…I…th-that wouldn’t be right.”

He somehow managed to get out an answer, but he could not brush off the soft breasts touching him or the fingers rubbing at his arm, chest, and thigh. He also felt his penis throbbing again.

“I don’t see why. We’re both adults, so let’s take a more mature view of this.”

“But you invited me here as part of your job, not…this.”

“Oh, but this is part of my job. Here at Salon de Salubre, we don’t demonize sexual desire. Just as real life can leave your body stiff and sore, it can also leave you with pent up desire. It’s a natural part of life, so if we can provide relief for both those issues with the right massages, it seems like a natural fit to provide both services.”

Once her bizarre pseudo sales pitch was complete, she lowered her voice to a whisper.

“Besides, I decided to become an esthetician because I like making people feel good, so I legitimately enjoy seeing people writhe from the pleasure my massage brings them.”

Her sweet breaths and whispers seemed to lick at his ear, a sensual wave crawled up his back, and his balls rose up in their desire to ejaculate again. He had denied her with his words, but his body was already heating up in expectation of the pleasure she would bring and his eyes were staring at the white cleavage pushing up her blouse.

(No…I-I can’t. She’s Hina’s mom.)

He had known Hina and her mother since he was little, so he wanted to keep them separate from this impure desire he was feeling. But his heart fluttered when she pressed against him and the thing at his crotch quickly readied itself for another round as he felt the guilty desire of using his childhood friend’s mother to get off.

(C-calm down. Oh, right. I know what I can do.)

If he told her everything, Ayane would know this was a bad idea. If he let her get him off here, how could he ever establish a relationship with her daughter? Once she knew he had feelings for Hina, she would have trouble pressing him further.

“Um, Ayane-san. The thing is…”

“Hm? What is it? Changed your mind?”

She gave him a mischievous smile and his face tensed a bit as he continued.

“Um! The thing is…I h-have feelings for Hina.”

“Eh?”

Her eyes widened in obvious surprise.

“So, um, we really shouldn’t be, uh…”

“You like Hina?”

“Um, yes.”

Unable to bear the embarrassment or the pressure from his crush’s mother, he started to look away, but he decided he had to look her in the eye as a show of good faith. She silently stared back at him while thinking and finally opened her mouth.

“I see. Well, I have no right to say anything about that…but that is all the more reason for me to insist on this massage.”

“H-how!? If Hina and I-”

He started to argue, but the look in her eyes was deadly serious.

“As Hina’s tutor, you are always alone with her in her room, aren’t you? Who knows when you will lose control of this hard thing during that time.”

“Lose control? I-I would never! Hina is very important to me!”

When he realized what Ayane meant, he immediately argued back, but she placed a troubled hand on her cheek and frowned.

“You can never trust a boy who says that. I can’t leave my precious daughter alone with a wolf like you. …And now I have to figure out how to explain this to her.”

The emphasis she put on “this” and the grin on her face were worrying.

(Wh-what does she mean? Surely she wouldn’t tell Hina about this!)

Imagining it was bad enough, but what if Ayane’s desire to protect her daughter (assuming that was really her motivation here) led her to tell Hina various things related to his crotch?

“Y-you’re kidding, right? You wouldn’t really do that, would you?”
“Maybe I would, maybe I wouldn’t. But I do care about Hina, so eliminating the possibility does seem like the motherly thing to do.”

Was she talking about telling Hina everything or about “taking care of” Norito here?

“U-understood. So, um, Ayane-san?”

He did not know the answer to that, but she did have a bit of a point. He was having trouble dealing with Hina’s innocent seduction lately. That was just how attractive a girl she was.

“Um…will you give me that, uh, massage?”

“Of course. You are the customer, after all❤”

Her smile said this was all according to plan, but he could only trust her right now.

 

“It’s far larger than I expected. …The thickness is average and the length is decent too. Oh, but it still wants to hide in the foreskin a little. Well, I can still see the cute pink head.”

Norito was up on all fours on the bed and Ayane was viewing him from behind. She could see his dangling sack and his twitching butt, so his embarrassment and sensuality grew while heat filled his fully erect penis.

(Ahhh, how did this even happen? Gh, but…)

Ayane had been the one to unwittingly awaken his sexuality, so having her do sexual things with him was like a dream come true. He had resisted it, but the pleasure was unimaginably great. His mind melted from the sweet sensation and he could not resist her request that he take this embarrassing pose.

“Hee hee hee hee hee. It’s so hard and throbbing. A simple touch was enough to do this? You must be really turned on.”

“Ah…nh, y-yes…I, um…ahhh!”

She reached around his thigh to grab his erect cock in her hand and started rubbing up and down. Her hand was full of the same oil from before. The stickiness covered the shaft and she teased the head, filling him with maddening pleasure.

“So. Is this how you like your handjobs? Or would you like a firmer grip?”

Ayane’s hand stroked his penis up and down – well, more back and forth – while she stimulated his male desire so soon after cumming. Knowing the fingers holding his penis were the same long, beautiful ones massaging him earlier filled him with arousal and caused his penis to tremble.

(This pose should be so embarrassing, and yet…kh, ahhh.)

He felt a little bashful, but he could not restrain his male instincts. Her seductive voice led him to raise his voice and beg for more while pathetically on all fours.

“Y-yes! Do it faster…and harder…Ayane-san!”

“Hee hee hee. What a troublesome boy you are, Norito-kun. I had no idea you were the kind of person to beg an esthetician to rub his dick at her salon. Hee hee hee.”

Despite her cruel words, her tone was more teasing than anything. She was only trying to increase his shame to increase his pleasure.

“But don’t you worry. I was going to do that anyway. This massage is guaranteed to bring out allll the hot stuff inside you.” She licked her lips, lustfully narrowed her eyes, and spoke seductively. “Our massages are meant to fully relax the body, but they have a way of causing sexual arousal which gets in the way of that relaxation. Punctuating the massage with orgasm is a good solution to that, so it’s both useful and enjoyable. Now, I hope you’re ready to squirt out all the hot, smelly semen in these balls right here.”

“Ahhhh… Ayane-san…gh, ah, that’s incredible…kh!”

He was too preoccupied to properly register what she said as she gently stroked his penis with one hand and softly massaged his balls with the other. Without the bathrobe or paper underwear, his entire lower body was exposed. Each time her breaths reached his butt or hips, embarrassment and pleasure rushed through him and his hips shook.

“So quit playing around and tell me what you want me to do.”

This was not her usual gentle and somewhat childish voice. This was the voice of an adult woman who had ample experience handling penises, so it stimulated his male instincts and sexuality.

“Ahhhh…k-keep rubbing my dick like that…and make me cum!”

When he begged her just like she wanted, a tingle ran down his spine. Saying it out loud made his body burn with embarrassment and his cock grew even larger inside her hand. Her oily fingers tickled the frenulum, rubbed the head, and picked up stroking speed just a bit. His lower body grew limp from the pleasure of her leading him to ejaculation and then he felt something sticky on his butt.

“Nhhhh! Ah, ah, what?”

“Nhh…liiiiiick…nh. Hee hee. You want me to keep rubbing your dick until you squirt out all that smelly stuff? Aren’t you a little young to need a woman like me to get you off during a massage?”

Every time she opened her mouth, her hot breaths tickled his wet butt. That meant her lips were near there and revealed the identity of the wet thing she used on his ass while she used both hands to tease his sex organ. He felt unbelievable pleasure when he realized what it was that flowed warmly and wetly down his butt crack.

“Ahhhhh! Your d-drool is…o-on my butt…”

“Hee hee. Of course. When my hands are full of cock and balls, how else am I supposed to pleasure that cute butt twitching up there?”

This was his childhood friend’s mother and the woman who had helped him a lot over the years, so he had never imagined she was so skilled at these lewd things. He had hesitated earlier because he had viewed her as a pure mother figure, but now that gap only inspired further arousal and caused his penis to twitch.

“Ha ha. Looks like you like it. It’s not often one of our customers gets quite this hard. Does the massage feel that good?”

“Yes…nh, i-it does…ah!”

A tremor ran through him before he answered, but Ayane had seen through it all.

“Don’t lie. You were hard before the massage even started. Norito-kun, did you really think I wouldn’t notice when you were hunched over like that? Hee hee. I didn’t tell you anything about our massages, so why were you hard then?”

“Nkh…I-I…ahh. Ayane-san, why?”

When he hesitated to answer, she stopped the hands teasing his penis.

“I will continue if you answer me. Why were you hard before the massage began? C’mon, tell me.”

She had stopped moving her hands, but the fingertips continued to rub at the head, tickle the frenulum, and scratch at the base. That arousing stimulation caused his saliva-wet butt to tense while his voice grew scratchy.

“Because…ahh, because! You looked so hot…in that short skirt and with your shirt unbuttoned! When I saw that, I…!”

“Oh, it was my body that turned you on? But I dress like this at home all the time. As does Hina. …Did you get hard back then too?”

Her fingers formed a ring that squeezed just below the head and moved to stroke just that limited area. The intense pleasure squeezed out some precum, but it was not enough to reach climax. Pleasure and agony scorched his mind. Drool dripped from his mouth and he reflexively raised his voice.

“Yes, I did! You and Hina are beautiful and you have big boobs! So I couldn’t help but get hard while working as a tutor!”

“Hee hee. Is that so, Norito-kun?”
His ears burned red from the embarrassment of confessing his past shame, but she erased that emotion from his mind by angling his penis straight down and pressing a warm and wet sensation against his asshole.

“Gh…ahhhhhhh!?”

“Hee hee hee. If you’re going to say something as sweet as that, I can’t exactly deny you the rest of the massage, can I?”

Just as the muffled voice and hot breaths tickled his butt, it was forced open and the wetness slipped inside. He reflexively pulled his hips forward to escape, but he could not move much with his penis firmly held and pointed downward.

“A-Ayane-san…what…nhh, khhhh.”

His trembling voice transformed into sweet moans as she pleasured his ass. He did not even need to ask to know that was her lips and tongue he felt there.

“Ahhhhh! N-no, that’s dirty! Ngh, ohhhh!”

The grown woman’s tongue wriggled lewdly with plenty of warm and sticky saliva to torment his ass as it twitched with pleasure. He received a kiss there before ever having one on his lips, so his lips went slack and his penis was left in her stroking grasp.

“Ahhhh…ahh, ahh, Ayane-san, ah, ahhhh!”

He was dazzled by the embarrassment and pleasure and he could not help but pull his hips back in a way that stuck his butt out. This helped her tongue provide that guilty pleasure, but when he tried to lift his hips away, she resumed stroking up and down his penis like she was milking a cow. If a normal masturbation grip was considered an overhand grip, then she was using a backhand grip. The unfamiliar sensation filled him with unbelievable pleasure and the limbs supporting him trembled.

“Ahh, ah, ahhhhh, wait! Ayane-san, I’m gonna cum!”

He was about to have his semen forcibly milked from him by someone else’s hands, so he pathetically cried out as he approached climax. But just then, her lips left his ass with a string of saliva bridging the gap and her cum-milking hands came to a complete stop.

“Khhh!? Ah, ahhhhh…why?”

“Why? Because you just said I’m beautiful and that my body makes you hard, so I want to hear more. Okay? Hee hee hee.”

With each whispered word, her breath tickled his ass, making it twitch. When she kissed him there again, his entire body trembled and his resistance and embarrassment melted away.

“That’s…so good. Ahhh, wh-what do you want to know?”
“Let’s see… First off, tell me how often you masturbate❤ Well, I’m pretty sure I already know the answer. I mean, you’re young, so you must jerk off every single day. I bet you’re always busy getting a one-arm workout while holding this horny cock. Am I right?”

She laughed and his face flushed red. But she kept her movements slow so as not to provide more pleasure than necessary.

(If I don’t answer…will she keep teasing me like this? Ahh, I-I couldn’t bear it…)

He tried moving his hips, but she slapped his butt with her other hand.

“No moving on your own. Answer my question and leave this in my capable hands.”

Her icy tone sent a shiver up his spine. He could tell his childhood friend’s sexy mom had complete control of his lower body. He could not pursue pleasure on his own, but if he obeyed, she would give him more pleasure than he could ever experience alone. She was bossing him around, but that brought pleasure and a throbbing to the base of his penis.

“Y-you are…right. I masturbate…every day. Ah…ghhh!”

He was embarrassed, but he answered to be freed from that throbbing.

“Hee hee. So you actually answered. Good boy. …Now for the next question♪”

“What? Ahh, ahhhh.”

His mind went numb as she tickled his penis head this time.

“Who do you think about when you do it?❤ Tell me who your imaginary fucktoy is.”

“~~~~~ Kh, b-but…ahhh…”

She asked a question she already knew the answer to as she continued with the teasing pleasure. But he knew what pleasures lay beyond that, so it was not nearly enough. He stuck out his butt and shook his hips in search of further pleasure and Ayane said more while laughing.

“Hee hee. C’mon, tell me. Don’t worry, I won’t be shocked or disgusted. I’m just curious. I want to know who you’re fucking in your imagination.”

(I can…just tell her, right? She probably…already knows.)

His rational mind melted away and he cast out his shame to answer.

“H-Hina and you! But you just a bit more… I’ve jerked it to you countless times!”

“Hm, I see. So I get the top spot. Hee hee. That’s unexpected.”

Her tone dropped for a moment, but then she let out an oddly cold laugh.

“That is quite the confession there, Norito-kun. You really are a hopeless pervert, aren’t you? Do you have no shame at all? You love your younger childhood friend, but you masturbate to her mother more often? That’s a pretty awful thing to say, you know?”

She sighed and let go of his penis like the passion had left her.

“A-ahhh… Wait, Ayane-san, y-you said you wouldn’t be shocked or disgusted…”

He grew pale. He had been too preoccupied by the pleasure to think straight, but normally, a woman would not be delighted to hear she was someone’s imaginary fucktoy.

“I asked out of curiosity, but I assumed the answer would be Hina. …I never imagined I would outrank her. I wonder what she would think if I told her.”

“W-wait! Please…I-I’m sorry! I won’t do it again, so…don’t tell Hina! Please don’t!”

If Ayane told Hina about this, then he would never be able to look either one in the eye again, so he fearfully pleaded with her. And then…

“Pfhh, ah ha ha ha! I’m just kidding, Norito-kun. Hee hee. Sorry, did you actually believe me? C’mon, don’t cry. You’re just so cute♪”

“Eh? Eh? Ah…eh!?”
Her bright and gentle voice returned and she laughed loudly.

“Now, it’s true a lot of women probably wouldn’t be happy to hear that and I have no idea what Hina would think, but I quite like that aspect of boys.”

She moved closer to press her soft breasts against his skin.

“You might have feelings for a special someone, but you still have so much desire surging through your body that you can’t help but jerk it raw to porn. …And knowing that desire was directed my way is honestly kind of nice. I mean, if a young man like you is using me as an imaginary fucktoy, then I’m doing pretty good for a woman with a teenage daughter.”

She smiled and rewarded his honesty by resuming the milking handjob.

“Ahh, nhh, ahhh! Ayane-san, that wasn’t very nice. I-I really thought…nkh, khhhh!”

“Hee hee. Sorry, sorry. Consider this my apology. You want to squirt out lots more hot cum thinking about me, don’t you? Well, I’ll just have to use my massage technique to make sure that happens❤ Hello, Norito-kun’s balls, I hope you have lots of semen for me❤”

One hand skillfully massaged his balls while the other pleasantly worked to draw out the semen with a handjob. She also kissed his ass again and he was pitifully moving his hips in no time. She soothed him by sticking out her tongue and by patting the penis head with her hand. It was embarrassing, but it felt unbearably good. He could only moan and drown in his childhood friend’s mother’s special massage.

“That said…it was a surprise that you do it thinking of me more. I was hoping to hear that you jerk it to Hina almost constantly.”

“Eh? Wh-what are you talking about?”

The mention of Hina’s name and the reference to his feelings for her brought that childhood friend’s face to mind and his dick twitched in Ayane’s hand. The woman smiled at the reaction as she continued.

“Did you think doing that would defile her in some way? Or did you used to have feelings for me? Or maybe you just think I have the hotter body?”

“Th-that’s not…nh, khhhh! Ahh, Ayane-san!”

The precum and oil mixed together and made a sticky sound as she stroked his cock and filled him with waves of pleasure. Also, she was correct that he had once had feelings for her and that he found her even more attractive than Hina, so precum gushed out from the intense arousal.

“Hmm? Is this reaction a yes? If so, I’m glad I took the chance on inviting you to my salon. You’re such a dirty boy♪”

His penis throbbed in her hand.

“What about before? When you took a shower at our place, I left my panties out where you could see them. You noticed, didn’t you? Did that help you out later that night?”

“Ahhh…ah, ahh, you did that…on purpose? Nghhh!”

The fact that she had intentionally given him masturbation material and that it had worked caused his face to blush bright red.

“Hee hee. You’re so easy to read. The way your cock is throbbing and your balls are twitching tells me everything I need to know. C’mon, tell the truth♪ How many times did you jerk it to the thought of my used underwear?”

“Kh, hhhhhh! Ahh, three…times. I came three times!”

“On the first night, you mean? That didn’t happen yesterday, so it must have been more than that. How many loads did you squirt out in total!?”
She repeatedly licked his ass and continued the rhythmic handjob, but just when he was about to cum, she would stop. She used the promise of orgasm to fully control him.

“Ahhhh! Three times…that dayyyy! And the next day…yesterdayyyy! Including, yesterday, it was five times…no, six! That’s how many times I masturbated to your panties!”

When he made that embarrassing confession, he was given plenty of pleasure leading him toward climax. The pleasure dulled his mind and he raised his butt while on all fours in a pathetic, almost animalistic pose.

(Oh, ahh, hahhhhh! I-I can’t take much more of this! It’s driving me crazy! Ohhhh!)

Precum squirted out like he was ejaculating and Ayane caught it on her hand and rubbed it into the head with her palm while also intensely stroking his penis which had swollen to the bursting point.

“Ha ha♪ That’s the wonderful thing about you younger guys. You have so much stamina and it’s like you can convert it alllll into cum. I mean, you came so much earlier, but you’re still rock hard❤ You want more, don’t you? You have more cum for me, don’t you?”

“Ahhhh! Yes, yes! Ahhh, it feels so good…”

Her milking handjob grew even faster and he voiced his pleasure while moaning.

“But how can I leave my daughter in the care of such a horny young man? Who knows what you would do to her.”

“Ehhh!? B-but I wouldn’t…I wouldn’t!”

When Ayane voiced her fears, he spoke up in protest, but the mature woman giggled toward his lower stomach like she had seen his response coming.

“Ahn, but make no mistake. Hee hee, there is a solution. I just have to make sure you use up all that lust on me❤ You like the sound of that, don’t you? You might just get to use my pussy in more than just your imagination.”

“Ahhhh!? Ayane-san…I…I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Ahhhh!”

The sticky noises grew even louder as she massaged and stroked his penis from base to tip with enough force it looked like she was trying to tear it right off his body. He went limp because he assumed she was finally letting him cum, but then she stopped and denied him yet again.

“Ahhh…A-Ayane-san…I was so close…”

“Hee hee. Say you want to have sex with me and I’ll let you cum.”

Instead of forming a ring with her fingers, she rubbed the head with her palm and grabbed the shaft with her fingers to gently rub it with her fingertips. He was just one good stroke away from climax, but he could not bring himself to move.

“Ah, ahhh, Ayane-san…gh, khhhh.”

“C’mon, just say it and you can squirt allll that hot cum into my hand.”

(I can cum if I say it? Kh, hhhh.)

If he moved himself to get that final stimulation, it would not count as cumming from her handjob. His roiling lust would not allow him to finish off with what amounted to simple masturbation.

“I want to…do it. With you…nh, ahh…I want to do it with you.”

“Yes, yes. Want to do what, Norito-kun?”

The impatient desire to ejaculate numbed his mind as he opened his lips and said it.

“I want to have sex with you! I want to put my dick in your pussy!”

“Ahh, ahh. You actually said it♪ Oh, Norito-kun. Hee hee. Only a dyed-in-the-wool pervert would say he wants to have sex with his crush’s mother❤”

Her tone of voice was blatantly different from usual. She appeared to be extremely aroused after pleasuring such a young man with her penis massage technique, being told she was more attractive than her daughter, and being told he wanted to have sex with her. Her voice contained the heat of sexual desire and the joy of having her woman’s pride fulfilled.

“Okay, Norito-kun. If you keep saying that, I will continue this handjob. Imagine my hand is my pussy and beg to have sex with me while you pretend to cum inside me!”

“Nghhh, ahhhhh! Ayane-san…ahhh! I want to…have sex with you! Please let me…ahh, that’s so good!”
Obscenely sticky sounds echoed through the room as her intense handjob surrounded his cock and guided it toward ejaculation. The very lips that had given the command returned to his ass and her tongue crawled all along the forbidden hole there.

“Ghhhhhhhhh!? Wait! Not my butt! Agh, it’s melting! Your mouth is too good…ohhh, but I want to have sex with you!”

Pain surged back and forth between his spine and penis and his muscles melted too much to hold back the release of semen even a second longer.

“Ahhh, I want to do it! Please let me have sex with you! I’m cumming, I’m cumming! Ahh, I really am cumming!”

His tingling back hopped up, his balls rose in preparation, and his dick throbbed wildly. With one last lick of his ass, the dam completely broke and the surge of male desire was unleashed.

“~~~~~~~❤ Nh, there it is. Your thick stuff is filling up my hand pussy.”

“Ahhh, I’m cumming inside you! I’m having sex with you! I’m not really, but I’m cumming inside you!! Ahhh, p-please let me do it for real!”
Each time she talked dirty, sparks flashed in his vision and his penis felt like it would explode with pleasure. She used one hand to squeeze out his male milk while her other hand acted as a plate to capture all of the ejaculated semen. When she closed her hand and opened it again, sticky threads covered her hand and she rubbed that against the head to make him cum even more. With one final kiss to his butt, his urethra seemed to open wide to release all of the milkiness drawn out by her handjob.

“Hee hee hee. Ha ha. It just keeps coming. Now, let’s get every last drop out of you❤”

She lowered her head to lick at his balls, gently take them between her lips, and roll them around with her tongue. He had never felt such a sweet sensation, so he moaned pathetically while his penis throbbed and squirted every last drop into her hand just like she had wanted.

“Hee hee. Pwah, that’s amazing. I haven’t seen cum this thick and sticky in a while. I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks♪ Nh, slurp, smack♪”

(Ah, ahhhh! What is that sound? Don’t tell me…khhhh.)

He could not help but imagine the scene behind him. His brain interpreted this as Ayane slurping up his fresh semen with her full lips and swishing it around in her mouth to try it out, so his penis began throbbing and growing hard so soon after ejaculating.

“Yes, the flavor and smell are nice and strong too. Just the kind of hot and smelly cum I like❤ I love how it gets caught in your mouth and you can squish it up…ah, nh…if you filled my pussy with this, I bet you really would knock me up. …My, my, what’s this? Having your cum swallowed turned you on that much?”

(I-I was right. She really did swallow my- kh, ahhh!)

He felt a sticky sensation as she once more grabbed his erect penis in her hand and pulled it back so it passed between his legs. The stimulation raced from the base of the shaft to his prostate and the male spear twitched in response. She gently wrapped her lips around it and started sucking it while sending her tongue crawling all over it.

“Ahhhhhh! A-Ayane-san! Nh, ahhhhhhh…”

“Hee hee. Why all the moaning? Is this your first ever cleanup blowjob? Nh…”

The soft flesh inside her mouth surrounded his dick, lots of saliva washed over it, and her tongue licked it clean. The thorough crawling of her tongue made his asshole twitch and his limbs tremble while she sucked out the few remaining drops in his urethra.

(Ghh, hhhhh, she’s sucking…it all out…ahhh!)

Once she was done, she finally released his penis. The pleasure had been so great his legs had spread wide and his butt was sticking out behind him. That was the pose of a defenseless male submitting to a woman.

She grinned when she saw it, let his erection point downwards again, blew on his ass, and spoke to him.

“How was that, Norito-kun? Did you enjoy cumming in my hand pussy?”

“Ahh…y-yes…it felt unbelievably good.”

His lower body and voice both trembled as he managed to get out that response.

(Ah, ahh…it really did feel good. But…h-how can I look Hina in the eye after this? Kh, ahh.)

He groaned in pleasure and guilt while she continued to stroke his penis with her hand. His lower body trembled and he could not shake the imagined idea that he was experiencing her hidden lips.

“Hee hee♪ That’s good to hear. But you would prefer doing it in my actual pussy, wouldn’t you?”

“N-no, I…nh, ahhhh!”

His heart skipped a beat when she accurately pointed out what he was thinking. But when he tried to deny it, she pulled his erection back again and placed it between something like large marshmallows. The pressure of those two soft objects massaged him. Her lewd tits had popped out of her blouse and she had placed his cock between them with the sexy bra still on them. Melting pleasure filled his male flesh and his hips jumped while his voice cracked.

“Ohh, ohhhhh! A-Ayane-san, what are you- kh, ahhh!”

“You begged me so cutely before, so why are you getting shy now? C’mon, if you beg me for real this time, I really will let you put it in my pussy.”
Those giant mounds of soft flesh had to be her breasts and his penis was penetrating down between them. The soft flesh and smooth skin surrounding him felt several times better than her hand.

“Hee hee. And you’re a virgin, aren’t you? If you do start dating Hina, you’ll eventually have sex, won’t you? Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to tell her you’re still a virgin at your age? And if you aren’t good in bed, she might even break up with you.”

“Sh-she wouldn’t- ohhh! Ah, kahhhh!”

“Don’t be so sure. …Kiss.”

She moved her lips back to his ass and the sensual pleasure grew even more. Her tongue caused his hips to pull back, but her titjob brought them right back down. He pathetically moved his hips back and forth while his mind melted away in pleasure and seduction.

(I…I just have to say it again…but…nghhh!)

She massaged his shaft with her breasts, but that was not quite enough to reach another climax. When he recalled how long she had teased him before, his lust and instincts gave a cry.

(N-no…ahhh, I can’t go through that again!)

He had no idea what to do while in the mature woman’s sexual grasp, so he simply let his instincts do the talking.

“Ahhhhh! Gh, yes, yesssss! I want to do it! I want to have sex with you! Please…please let meeeee!”

“~~~~~❤ There, you finally said it again. Good boy, good boy.”

The tongue attack on his ass intensified and the penis between her breasts throbbed painfully hard, so he could only writhe and let her have her way with him.

“Aaaahhh!? I want to do it with you, Ayane-san! Take my virginity! Please let me put it in your pussy!”

“Hee hee. Honestly, boys are just so cute when they’re begging to fuck you♪”

With a sticky sound, she let her saliva drip down between his butt cheeks like she was marking him with her flavor and smell to claim him as her own.

“Nh…hee hee. Okay, Norito-kun. I will take your virginity.”

“R-really? Ghh…”

He tried to turn around, but he could not with his penis trapped between her boobs. His hips trembled as she moved them up and down to stroke it.

“Now, now. Don’t rush this. I will take it, but not here, okay?♪ Oh, I know. If you abstain from masturbating to save up all your cum until your next tutoring day, I’ll let you do it❤”

“I will! I promise! S-so…”

“Then we have a deal♪ I do love doing it with cherry boys, so I want to make sure the circumstances are perfect.”

She let more saliva drip down between her breasts to facilitate the titjob.

“Now, Norito-kun, until that day, make sure you remember what happened here today and rub your dick raw, okay?”

“I will…gh, ah, ahhh, I’m cumming! I’m cumming again!”

Her soft mounds continued the milking titjob until his penis gave up all resistance and he ejaculated even more male desire between her breasts.

“Hwahhhh, ahh, hahhh…nkh, khhhhh…”

A surge of pleasure passed from his ass to his prostate, shook his cock and balls, raced up his spine to his brain, and made his vision flash in and out. The overwhelming pleasure made him pathetically twist his hips while offering all his cum to Ayane’s tits.

“Nhh, it’s so warm… And it’s so thick for a third time. But you can keep going, can’t you? Give me more, okay?❤ Squirt, squirt, squirrrrrt♪”

“Ah, ah, ahhhhhh! I’m cumming, I’m- ahhhh!”

As she resumed milking him with her breasts, his dick throbbed even more while trembling with pleasure. She happily accepted that heat and arousal while placing bewitching seduction on her lips.

“Make sure you rub your dick raw, but also make sure you don’t cum, okay? When you get home tonight, keep edging over and over to make the absolute thickest cum possible for my pussy.”

“Ah, ahh, ahhhhhn! Gh, ahhhhhhhhh!!”

Norito could not even speak properly as he nodded his head and continued squirting semen all over her tits.