Tomoe, The Mother - NTR

A few days after that incident, one summer afternoon...

Rain had been pouring down since the morning.

In the Mikami family's living room, Tomoe was carrying a shoulder bag on her shoulder to go out. In her other hand, she had a folded eco bag. She was ready to go out any minute.

She was wearing a sleeveless maxi dress with black and white stripes. The dress was tight, so her slender figure was clearly visible... but so was the shape of her large breasts.

Two fruits pushed up the chest of the dress as much as they could. Will Tomoe's bell-shaped huge breasts, which were clearly asserted in front of her, tempt the man again today?

"Hey, are you really not going?"

Tomoe called out to the man who was relaxing on the sofa while watching TV.

The man, who is still in his nightgown despite it being late afternoon, is Mikami Takuma. He is Tomoe's beloved husband.

Just like Tomoe, he is 41 years old, of medium build, but with a handsome face. He is quite a good-looking man.

"Oh, I've been busy lately, so I'd like to rest today."

"Well, I have to go to the countryside in a little while... so please take it easy today. You've been working really hard lately."

"Thank you. I'm really lucky to have a wife who understands me."

"Hehe, I'm lucky too."

It's been over a decade since Takuma and Tomoe got married, and they get along very well. They never fight or have any misunderstandings, and they always look out for each other.

They are known in the neighborhood as the perfect couple.

"But it's been a while since we've gone out as a family. Let's go out and eat something delicious just the three of us sometime soon. It's not a trip home."

"Oh, I'm so happy. I wonder when was the last time we've had a family get-together... I'm sure Kyosuke will be happy."

A happy couple interacting. It was a scene that many would envy, but suddenly the door to the hallway opened.

"Mom, are you ready?"

It was Kyosuke, their son.

He was dressed in a grey T-shirt and black pants, simple but refreshing. It was clear that he was ready to go out at any time.

"Okay, then let's go. You're off."

"Be careful. Kyosuke, I'll leave Mom with you."

"Okay, okay... but when did Dad wake up?"

Today, Tomoe and Kyosuke were planning to go shopping together, and they were going by car, not on foot.

The two of them move to the front door, and Tomoe puts on her heeled sandals.

"Now that I think of it, it's been a while since you last drove. Are you okay?"

Kyousuke says to Tomoe as he is tying his shoelaces.

Tomoe's driving is not rough, but he is probably a bit nervous about it since it's been a while since he last drove.

"It's okay, excuse me. Let's get going and not talk nonsense."

"That's fine, but... where's Mom's umbrella?"

The two open the front door and head to the car, but Kyosuke notices that Tomoe doesn't have an umbrella.

But Tomoe had expected that.

"It's probably in the car. The black and vinyl ones were missing, so Takuma took them."

"I see, you're smart."

They lock the front door and get into the Mikami family's only car... a black minicar.

Just as Tomoe sat in the driver's seat and Kyosuke fastened his seat belt...

"Mom, there's no umbrella."

"Really?"

Kyousuke confirmed that there was no umbrella in the back seat.

"Maybe Takuma left it at work."

"Then I'll go get an umbrella."

"Hmm, if it's only this much rain, we probably don't need an umbrella. We can just go into the store and there's a parking garage."

"It's a pain to get one, so that's fine, but... I believe you."

"Well, if it starts to rain, we'll deal with it then."

Tomoe visually judges that the current amount of precipitation is very light.

Besides, today's destination is one of the largest shopping malls in the prefecture. If they can park in the parking garage, they won't have to worry about getting wet.

"Well, let's hurry up and get our shopping done and head home." Tomoe said, starting the engine and driving off. Their destination was the shopping mall. ─────────────────────

(This is terrible...)

Kyousuke was hanging his head in his mind, and that was only natural.

The two of them drove to the shopping mall. They were now driving around the parking lot looking for an empty space... but the sight they saw there had them holding their heads in their hands.

"Ugh... I'm so fed up."

"There's no space anywhere..."

"What's more, there's a traffic jam inside the premises... Even if there was an empty space somewhere, we might not be able to park."

The shopping mall was their destination... the parking lot was surrounding the large building, but no matter how many times they circled around, they couldn't find a space.

What's more, there were many vehicles wandering around with the same purpose. Unless they were extremely lucky, they would be overtaken.

Of course, as soon as she arrived, Tomoe headed for the road leading to the multi-storey car park, but she didn't feel like going there because there was a line of cars heading uphill.

"I wonder if it'll be hard to get a spot close to the building. It's raining, so it'll fill up quickly."

Before she knew it, the rain had gotten heavier, and it was pouring. Unlike before, it would be tough without an umbrella. People rushed to get a space close to the building, and it quickly filled up.

"...Oh, mom, there's a spot over there."

"Eh? Where is that...? It's far from the store. If it's that far away, you'll get soaked."

"Well, let's just park there for now. We can think about it again later."

There was a space for one car away from the building where Kyosuke was pointing. If she parked there, she would definitely get wet by the time she got inside the building.

But Tomoe seemed to have decided to park there. Kyosuke urged me to move the car, and I backed it into a parking spot smoothly.

"...So, what are we going to do now? Should I wait for a spot to open up or for the rain to stop?"

"...No, I think I'll go if it's only this much rain."

"What! Really? Then what should I do?"

"Well, I guess I'll just have to jog with him or wait for the rain to stop."

The rain is still pouring down, but... Kyosuke decides to ignore it and head inside the building.

"You said we'd just have to wait until it starts raining, right? You can decide for yourself."

"If that's the case, I should bring an umbrella...but that's in the past. Hmm, what should I do?"

"It's pretty late now, so maybe we should go early? We'll just go home, right?"

"...Yeah, I'll do that. I have face towels, so I'm sure we'll manage."

In the end, it seems Tomoe is heading inside the building as well. She loosens the seat belt that is digging into her huge breasts, and prepares her bag.

Kyousuke is all set, and looks ready to go at any moment.

"Okay, let's go. Just be careful with your heels."

"Yeah... it's quite a distance, but I wonder if it'll be okay..."

They both get out of the car at the same time. Tomoe locks the car and jogs off with Kyosuke to the building.

"Haa, haa."

"See, we're almost there."

They reach the building in just a few seconds. They go through the automatic doors and enter the building.

"Phew, we're here. What, I'm not wet after all."

"Haa, haa, it's bearable even at this distance..."

They move to the side of the entrance... where the elevator is, and catch their breath.

Tomoe then uses a face towel, and Kyosuke uses a hand towel to dry their hair and arms.

"You're really not as wet as I thought you'd be. At this rate, it should dry soon."

"Wow, what a stroke of luck. But I have to go home. I'll pray that the rain will stop by then..."

"Yeah, buying an umbrella here would be an unnecessary expense, so it's better if it stops."

"Yeah, right...!?"

While they were drying themselves off, Kyosuke noticed something.

Tomoe declared that she was not as wet as she thought she would be...

Her maxi dress was transparent, exposing her underwear.

It was originally a tight dress, but the rain made Tomoe's legs, waist, chest, and other body lines stand out clearly.

And her black underwear, so clear that you don't even have to squint to see it, explosively boosts Tomoe's sexual appeal.

Her large bra encases her ripe breasts, and her deep cleavage is visible through the material. The size and shape of her breasts are easily discernible.

(What? She's not even wearing anything underneath...it's completely visible...)

Of course, it's not just her breasts that are visible.

You can see that her panties, the same color as her bra, are tightly covering the lower half of her body.

However, hers are a little different from normal panties.

(What...Mom, are you really wearing underwear with strings like that...)

The ones Tomoe is wearing are black side-string panties. There are four strings stretching from the front, two on each side, and they continue to the fabric in the back.

The way the strings, which don't have to be tied, dig into the flesh of her waist is extremely lewd and obscene.

She herself doesn't seem to be aware of this situation.

"So, where are you going? I'm looking at books and clothes."

"Huh? Ah, I'm going somewhere else..."

"Well, then we'll go our separate ways. But there are a lot of people... Just moving around seems exhausting."

Maybe because it's summer vacation, the number of people in the building is incredible. You'll bump into each other a lot as you walk. The hustle and bustle of the building, with people of all ages and genders, would drown out even the cries of a child.

And the area around them is no exception. Even though it's just the side of the entrance, there are a lot of people gathered there taking breaks and getting on and off the elevator.

Kyousuke was getting tired of the crowds, but then he noticed something.

(Hmm? Isn't there something strange about these guys...?)

Several men were standing close to Tomoe. If that was all, it could be called a coincidence, but... they were clearly looking in her direction.

(What...? Are they looking at my mother?)

They're staring at Tomoe, her underwear in full view... she's definitely being ogled. Tomoe is being visually violated by the men in front of her son.

(Probably so...? Looking at her so blatantly can only mean they're after my mother's underwear...)

The men's appearances and approximate ages vary.

A college-looking man wearing shorts, a man who looks to be in his 40s and has a family, a balding, perverted-looking old man who must be 60 years old, a boy who looks to be about the same age as Kyosuke, and others, they don't try to take their eyes off Tomoe.

(Damn, what should I do? Should I tell my mother that her clothes are see-through? But I don't want to tell her directly...)

Kyousuke is a 15-year-old high school student, an adolescent boy. It would be embarrassing for him to tell his own mother that his underwear is visible through her clothes. He probably didn't want the awkward atmosphere to spread.

But while he was doing that, the men were burning the image of his mother in her underwear into their minds.

Her huge breasts, so big they looked like they might burst her clothes, and the black bra that was holding them down. Her black side-string panties that were tightly fitting around Tomoe's vagina.

Not only that, they were surely storing in their minds the images of her waist, thighs, calves, and exposed shoulders that were visible through her clothes.

All of this was sure to arouse the men's lust.

(Should he ask her to stay in the bathroom until she dried off? But he'd need to explain in the end... He couldn't think of a good excuse...)

Even though his own mother is being ogled by men other than his father, Kyosuke is unable to make a decision.

Tomoe suddenly speaks to him.

"Well, I'll go then. Call me if anything happens."

"...Eh? Ah..."

Not caring about Kyosuke who can only give a half-hearted response, Tomoe goes deeper into the building.

In that moment, Kyosuke definitely saw.

The panty line of Tomoe's black full-back dress.

The jiggling flesh of her buttocks peeking out from her panties.

The black lines of her bra.

In fact... from a distance, it almost looked like she was wearing no clothes, just underwear.

Tomoe was wearing a black and white striped maxi dress. However, the black and flesh tones underneath were clearly visible.

I wonder if most of the men who passed by Tomoe get excited when they see her.

It must be too much for Kyosuke. His own mother was walking around the mall almost entirely in her underwear, providing fap material for the males and making them lustful.

"Damn, what is this..."

Kyousuke couldn't help but whisper that out.

Kyousuke himself wasn't aroused by the sight of his mother, Tomoe, in her underwear. In fact, he probably didn't even want to see it.

But she was his beloved mother, who had raised him since he was a baby. He felt uncomfortable knowing that she had been the object of lust for a man other than his father, and that many men would then masturbate to their climaxes using his mother as fap material.

"I wonder if it's okay...?"

Kyousuke continued looking in the same direction even after he could no longer see Tomoe.

His heart was probably filled with anxiety.

His face was telling him not to let anything more happen.

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Tomoe was moving around the shopping mall after parting ways with Kyosuke. Is she heading to a bookstore? She takes the escalator to the second floor and walks slowly, dodging the crowd.

(How depressing... I can't even walk straight...)

The shopping mall is crowded with customers during summer vacation. There are many children around, probably because it is mostly families.

Tomoe looks like she is having a hard time walking, turning her body halfway to avoid bumping into people, speeding up, and suddenly stopping.

Tomoe especially stands out among them.

Her maxi dress is transparent, and her black underwear is clearly visible.

The two strings on each side of her waist... it's obvious to the men around her that she is wearing side-string panties.

From behind, you can clearly see the flesh of her buttocks peeking out from her panties, jiggling and trembling.

But that wasn't all.

Not only could she see her bra from her chest and back, but her large, soft breasts flopped about inside her clothes every time she walked.

When she was just walking, they only swayed regularly with a boing♡boing♡ sound, but if she increased her speed, they started to bounce with a jiggling♡jiggling♡ sound, and when she suddenly stopped, her breasts moved smoothly inside her clothes with a swaying♡jiggling♡ sound. All of these movements were clearly noticeable even through her dress.

It was as if pheromones were being spread with each sway of Tomoe's breasts... and naturally, the men around her could not ignore them.

Some men stared, some leaned forward, and some even tried to get closer to Tomoe.

All of the men who were exposed to her female pheromones turned into males.

(Plus, it's really huge. Just looking around is exhausting... But if you turn there, you'll arrive.)

Despite making many men horny, Tomoe manages to reach the bookstore.

After casually looking at the new releases section at the entrance, she heads to the back of the store. Compared to the previous crowd, the number of customers inside the bookstore is much calmer.

Tomoe leaves the magazine section and stops in a corner where cookbooks are collected.

(There's no one here at all. It's calm, unlike before...)

She picks up a few books that interest her and checks out the contents. Apart from her outfit, Tomoe looks like a housewife.

(Takuma likes curry, so we'll have soup curry... Ah, Kyosuke didn't like watery curry. But normal curry is too late now... Maybe we should just get Kyosuke to put up with it. No, he doesn't have to insist on curry...)

Tomoe is thinking about what to cook for her beloved family.

However, two men approach her from behind... They are boys around middle school age. They are looking at Tomoe's back with grins on their faces. They are completely voyeuristic.

What attracts the boys is Tomoe's black underwear that can be seen through her maxi dress, and her body that is full of pheromones.

For them, who can still be called children, the woman in front of them must be too stimulating. If an older, sexy woman that all teenagers admire is right in front of them, it's only natural that they would be obsessed.

(Hmm, it seems like she likes men more...)

Suddenly, Tomoe leans forward, sticking out her buttocks a little. Perhaps to check out the covers of the books stacked flat.

The black string panties are visible on her protruding buttocks, exposing her buttocks more clearly than ever before.

The boys take this opportunity to get their faces closer to Tomoe's buttocks. Probably to burn the exact image into their minds.

Tomoe's soft, juicy buttocks, and her sexy panties digging into them. The boys trace the boundary between the two with their eyes, memorizing them. The shape of her panties and her buttocks will surely never be forgotten by the two.

(It's summer, so maybe cold food would be better. Maybe some somen noodles or something with an elaborate garnish...)

As Tomoe returns to her original position, the boys hurriedly move their faces away. ...She doesn't seem to notice that they're staring.

Feeling good about this, the boys took positions on either side of Tomoe... and began to feast their eyes on her gigantic breasts and her see-through bra.

Tomoe's breasts looked amazing from the side. They were round, but protruding so much that they looked like they might burst her clothes. Of course she was wearing a bra, but even at 41 years old, her firmness hadn't been lost, and they never sagged, instead they asserted themselves from the side of her body. Her slender figure accentuated the size of her breasts even more. They were like rocket boobs.

These were breasts of a size the boys had never seen before. With bloodshot eyes, the two of them inputted the image of a grown woman's clothed big breasts into their brains. They had the size and shape perfectly memorized.

But perhaps they were too desperate...

(...Huh? It's rare to see boys in the cooking section. And two of them, at that.)

Tomoe noticed the boys on either side of her.

However, they looked at them suspiciously, as they were not suitable for a corner of a cookbook... and that was it. They did not seem to have noticed that they were being ogled.

The boys, thinking that Tomoe had noticed, quickly left the place.

As they were about to leave, one of the boys looked at Tomoe's huge breasts as if licking them.

(Just now, they looked at my breasts for just a moment... but that's not unusual. ...But no way...)

Tomoe's mind was flashing with the memory of that day, when the middle school students had defiled her body. The two of them, who were probably about the same age, must have overlapped with the boys who had just appeared.

(They didn't just look at me for a moment. That won't happen again, so let's stop thinking about it. Anyway, let's talk about the menu for dinner.)

Tomoe stopped worrying, thinking that the situation was different from back then. She had no idea how much she had provided those boys with food.

She returns her gaze to the shelf and resumes examining the books.

However, another man, attracted by Tomoe's feminine aura, approaches her from behind.

The man, who is in his late thirties, is chubby and has a face that you could not call beautiful by any stretch of the imagination...to put it bluntly, he is ugly.

He is also short, probably only around 160cm. The height difference between him and Tomoe, who is 170cm tall and wearing heeled sandals, is considerable.

Everyone who sees him would think that if he is not married, he must not have a girlfriend.

The man takes out his smartphone from his trouser pocket and begins to point it towards Tomoe.

It is probably a candid photo.

Her black side-string panties are clearly visible through the sheer maxi dress. He takes a picture of them on his smartphone, but...

It doesn't end there. The man makes sure there is no one around, then crouches down and slides his smartphone under Tomoe's skirt.

(Cold shabu-shabu is good too. If we prepare some sauce, they'll both be happy.)

Tomoe is unaware that her underwear, which she should not show to anyone other than her husband, is being filmed by another man.

After taking pictures from below for about ten seconds, the man stands up and starts to check the results on the spot. It appears to be a video, and it shows her black panties, her buttocks, and her voluptuous thighs. It was a perfect candid shot.

The man seems satisfied with the video, as he looks back at the candid video with a grin on his face, comparing it to Tomoe in front of him. It's an incredibly disgusting sight.

His rampage hasn't stopped yet.

After checking his surroundings again, the man puts his hands in his trouser pockets and starts fidgeting around. All the while, he doesn't stop looking at the screen of his smartphone and at Tomoe in person.

This is what is known as Poke-masturbation.

The man must have been unable to resist Tomoe's excessive sex appeal. He boldly masturbates behind the person he is using as a wank.

To an outsider, the way he stimulates his penis through the fabric of his trousers and underwear makes him look like a complete pervert. If someone were to see him, it would be the end.

The man flicks the screen of the upskirt video. The image that appears shows Tomoe from the front. When was this taken? She is wearing the same clothes, so it must have been taken today. Perhaps it was just before Tomoe entered the bookstore.

In any case, it is an image of Tomoe. Her beautiful, delicate face and her impressive, clothed large breasts are clearly visible.

This will no doubt be enough material for any man to jerk off to.

In fact, one man is alternating between looking at the image and the see-through panties in front of him, heightening his sexual arousal.

(Hmm, they're all similar to the ones I have at home. Maybe I don't need to go out of my way to buy new ones.)

Tomoe bends forward again to look at the books stacked up, sticking out her buttocks a little. Just like before, her panties and buttocks are clearly visible.

The man's hand movements seem to have sped up a little, perhaps because he's excited by the sight. He seems to be careful not to make any noise, but the movements inside his pants are very unnatural.

However, it seems that he was moving towards the finish...

(A book that specializes in snacks...fried squid tentacles are delicious, aren't they?)

The man's hips are twitching back and forth. He's probably ejaculating inside his pants. All the while, he's increasing his pleasure by looking at the see-through panties of the woman in front of him.

As for Tomoe, she doesn't seem to notice the man behind her in the middle of ejaculating.

(I'd like to drink again. But I don't want to bother the two of them, so maybe I'll do it alone.)

Eventually, the man stops moving. He must have finished ejaculating.

However, after enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm for a few seconds, he moves on to something else.

He puts his hand inside his trousers and quickly removes it. There is thick, white semen that is like starchy paste on his hand.

The man brings his hand over Tomoe's protruding buttocks... and drips his semen onto her.

The semen soaks into the buttocks of her dress and into the panties underneath. Will it eventually reach Tomoe's skin? Genes from someone other than her husband on a married woman's skin.

Not satisfied with that, the man moves his hands to Tomoe's hair and drips semen again.

Beautiful medium-long black hair is stained white with the man's filthy impregnating semen. The area is small, but the man's balls are probably swimming around there.

For the whole day, she will be keeping someone other than her husband's sperm in her hair. She has no idea about this, though.

The man takes a picture of the area where the semen has been dripped. Probably to use as material for his masturbation later.

After taking pictures of two places, the man put his smartphone away. As he leaves, he mutters something in Tomoe's ear.

"Black."

"What?!"

Tomoe is surprised when someone suddenly speaks to her in the ear.

When she turns towards him, all she can see is the back of a chubby man leaving.

(...You told me, didn't you? You're surprised... You said black, but what do you mean?)

Tomoe doesn't seem to understand the true meaning of the man's words. In fact, she probably can't even understand the meaning of his actions.

(Well...it doesn't matter. They didn't do anything.)

In fact, she wasn't just secretly photographed, she was splashed with semen...

Tomoe stops thinking, perhaps deciding that it's pointless to think about it.

(As for the dinner menu...I'll decide at the food section after all. I need to look around other places first.)

In the end, Tomoe decides not to buy a cookbook, so she leaves the bookstore and goes back into the crowd. ...with semen on her butt and hair.

Just like before, she seems to be having difficulty walking. Dodging people in the middle of a crowd is bound to tire you out.

(It can't be helped since it's summer vacation, but... it's still exhausting.)

However, the men around her don't care and continue to stare at Tomoe.

Her body and underwear are visible through her transparent clothes, her butt cheeks change shape with every step, and her huge breasts flailing about inside her clothes. All of it is being seen by the men.

The fact that the married woman who was thinking about the evening's menu is providing a lot of men with material for the night. This fact can never be erased.

(I want to go to the bathroom first. I'm sure it's right there... that's it.)

Tomoe strays into the passage next to the general store.

She goes into the women's bathroom beyond where the vending machines and coin lockers are located, but...

(...Huh? What?! You're kidding, right?)

There is a full-length mirror on the wall to the immediate left as she enters the bathroom.

When Tomoe sees herself in the mirror, she finally understands. The fact that her black underwear is completely visible.

(Wait, it's not that obvious. If you're not careful, you might even be able to see her body lines...)

As expected, her clothes are drying, and she's not as clearly visible as when she was wet.

But she can definitely tell that her underwear is black, and that her panties have side strings.

That's more than enough to arouse the man.

(Walking through a crowd like that... they're definitely going to notice. It's obvious that her underwear is black. The strings too... eh, black?... That guy!)

Realizing her own appearance, Tomoe understands the meaning of the words the man had spoken to her earlier.

The man said black... it's the same as telling her that he saw her black underwear. Naturally, Tomoe's heart is filled with anger.

(Why do you have to report everything?! If you saw it, then just leave it at that! That fat bastard! It's disgusting!)

Tomoe curses the man in her mind. It's a natural reaction for a woman, isn't it?

But even so, it doesn't change the fact that she was seen.

(Those kids must have seen her too... guys are so mean... Anyway, let's stay here until our clothes dry. I hope they dry soon...)

Tomoe goes further in, enters a private room and locks it.

However, she doesn't sit on the toilet right away, just stands there.

(Could Kyosuke have seen her too...? There's a high chance. That's the biggest shock...)

Being seen by her son... or more precisely, being seen by her son while her underwear was being seen by a man other than her husband, is probably the most painful thing for her mentally.

It seems like those men have interfered with her happy family life, and it's more than just that she's not happy about it.

She will pretend to be calm once she meets up with Kyosuke.

Kyousuke is probably the same.

The two are very similar, and a good parent and child.

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A little over an hour has passed since Tomoe entered the bathroom...

Kyousuke was in the innermost stall of the men's bathroom. He was sitting there without opening the lid of the Western-style toilet.

Since then, Kyosuke had wandered around various stores, but he hadn't bought anything. He wasn't in the mood for that... but the reason was obvious.

(I'm sure Mom's clothes are dry by now, right?)

Tomoe's clothes were probably see-through. The fact that her mother's underwear had been seen by so many men would be a shock to an adolescent boy.

Even now, he was lingering listlessly in the bathroom, even though he wasn't actually going to relieve himself, and that was the reason. Ten minutes had passed.

(I'll meet up with my mom soon. I'll call her after I leave the bathroom. I hope she notices the call.)

The moment Kyosuke stood up to leave the bathroom, his nose picked up a familiar smell, but one that didn't belong in a store bathroom.

(Hey, isn't this smell semen? Who is this... who's masturbating in a place like this...)

The distinctive squid-like smell was undoubtedly semen. But who was it and where...? The answer became clear immediately.

The loud sound of the toilet flushing echoed from the next stall and another stall.

Then there was the sound of the door opening. Then there was another door, probably another one, opening. Of course he couldn't see anyone, but he could sense people leaving both stalls.

(Probably two people. Both were people who came in after me.)

Kyousuke realized that the source of the smell was probably one of them. Kyosuke was sure that there were only three people in the bathroom, including himself, based on the situation when he entered and the atmosphere afterwards.

Suddenly, he heard two voices.

"In the end, he couldn't hold it in any longer."

"Can't be helped, anyone would rush to the bathroom if they saw a woman like that."

The voice was that of a young man, probably in his mid-teens. The two seemed to know each other.

(Maybe they were both masturbating? Was that woman really erotic?)

Kyousuke was thinking this to himself, but at this point he had a bad feeling about it.

"When I remembered that, I couldn't hold it in at all. It came out quickly, but it was still a lot♡"

"And it felt so good. It was the first time I'd ever felt that good♡"

"That's right. Takizawa from Math is a pretty good wank, but that woman is on another level."

"Really, Takizawa's huge breasts were so big they made her big breasts pale in comparison♡ They were shaking so much♡ They looked so soft... Ah, I want to squeeze them♡"

"Her clothes were so see-through that I could see her bra and panties as much as I wanted♡ She's a slut♡"

Kyousuke was convinced. The woman the men were talking about was his mother, Tomoe. The two of them masturbated to his mother, ejaculated, and felt good.

(Damn! I should have said it then!)

It's too late to regret it now.

From the tone of their voices, they were probably men around the same age as Kyosuke.

My mother unconsciously helped those men with their sexual needs.

The males were aroused by the female that was my mother.

Kyousuke was forced to face this fact whether he wanted to or not.

"I've never seen such huge breasts. Let me serve you with a titty fuck♡ I'll cum all over you♡"

"It would be erotic if I did it with her clothes on. I'd make a hole in that outfit♡"

"That would be great. I'd cum right in your clothes, it'd feel so good♡"

(Don't make me hear that!)

I don't want to imagine it, but the more I think about it, the more I imagine it.

My mother giving a titty fuck to a young man.

My mother willingly satisfying a man's sexual needs.

"Her clothes were so see-through that it looked like she was wearing underwear. Black top and bottom♡ It was the first time I'd ever seen such sexy underwear♡"

"The bra was sexy, but those panties were the real deal♡ There really are women who wear string panties♡"

"They must be slutty, women who wear string panties... They must have a ton of sex friends. They do it all the time♡"

"Her butt was the best~ I completely memorized the shape and design, I'll look it up on an online shop later♡"

(They were watching after all... Mom is devoted to Dad... These guys haven't done anything to Mom, right?)

Is it inevitable for a son to be worried about his mother when he hears such a conversation nearby? Kyosuke must be feeling uneasy.

When Kyosuke heard words like "I saw black underwear," "string panties," and "I completely memorized the underwear," his expression twisted in obvious disgust.

But Kyosuke continues to listen to the men's conversation. It's possible to block out the unpleasant voices by covering his ears here, but... he probably wants to know everything.

To get as much information as he can about how much of Tomoe these men have seen, how much they fantasize about her, and if they've done anything else.

Because he doesn't like the idea of a man lusting after his mother without his knowledge.

Simply because Kyosuke likes his mother as a family member.

"Plus, she's incredibly beautiful. With that face... maybe a little over 30, the perfect age. I'd like to lose my virginity to a woman of that age♡"

"Really. She's tall and has a sexy body, it's unfair. Sexy adult women do exist♡ I want that woman to take my virginity♡"

(He's fantasizing all he wants about my mother...! There's no way my mother would take my virginity!)

The sound of water can be heard for a few seconds from a short distance away. The men seemed to wash their hands of it easily.

"No matter what, I think missionary position is good at first. I want that woman to spread her pussy and say "Here it is♡"♡ Then I'll have sex with her while kneading her breasts with both hands♡ At the end, she'll hold my waist with her legs and beg me to cum inside her♡ It'll feel so good♡"

"There's no way it'll go that well from the start. I'll lose my virginity in cowgirl position♡ I think I'll cum right away the first time, but I'll come back soon. From then on, she'll pound her hips into me again and again♡ Her huge breasts will shake♡ I'll cum inside her again and again♡ I really want to have sex with that woman♡"

(These guys, get your act together! You're saying things like "sex with my mother" out loud!)

Not only in the men's imaginations, but in Kyosuke's imagination too, Tomoe is having an affair with a young man.

Despite his feelings, the son's mind makes the calculation: [Mother x young man = ♡].

But Kyosuke's sexual inclinations aren't so twisted that he gets excited about it. All he feels is disgust.

"Oh man, I want to jerk off again ♡ That woman is really bad for my crotch ♡"

"Me too. But, since we're here anyway... why don't we go and see it again?"

(?!)

One of the men suggests. Kyosuke's heart beats faster at his words.

"Oh, that's nice. I want something new to jerk off to. And when I look at that woman, how can I put it... my balls start moving on their own and I feel like I'm making loads of sperm."

"Haha, you're so gross. But I kind of get it. Just looking at that woman feels good."

(This is bad... I don't know where you saw my mother, but please don't stay in the same place...!)

The men say they're going to stare at Tomoe again.

It's a big building, so if they move around, it'll be very hard to find them. Kyosuke can only hope that's the case.

"But it's been a while since then. Surely they've moved, right? Or maybe they've even gone home."

"Hmm... Ah, I'm sure they were looking at a cookbook..."

The men's voices grew distant... and could no longer be heard. It seemed they had left the bathroom.

Kyousuke quickly ran out of the stall, washed his hands quickly, and left the bathroom.

He looked around, but... there were too many people and he couldn't identify the men.

(Damn, I lost them. I'll call Mom then. Please answer.)

If he knew where Tomoe was, he would be able to get there first.

The problem was that Tomoe wouldn't notice the call in all the commotion... but that turned out to be an unnecessary worry. After a few rings, he began to hear her voice.

"How is it? Have you finished your business yet?"

"Mom, where are you now?"

"What's with all of this sudden? I'm at the food section."

"Okay, I'll go that way."

Kyousuke spoke loud enough to not be drowned out by the commotion.

However, once he found out where Tomoe was, he hung up the phone. He seemed to be very anxious.

He walks quickly straight to the food section. It's not far away, so he arrives there in just a few seconds.

He walks around from the fresh food section, but Tomoe is nowhere to be found.

(Where is she? Further inside...maybe in the middle?)

Kyousuke walks down the center aisle of the food section, checking the area with many shelves lined with products.

He passes the drinks section, the instant food section, etc...and finds Tomoe in the condiments section.

With two other boys.

(Wha-are those two from before? They're too early! I mean, they're younger than me...)

The boys have already found Tomoe.

Kyousuke is surprised at how young they are, younger than him, likely mid-middle school.

Kyousuke has no idea, but these boys are the two who had been ogling Tomoe at the bookstore. Just like before, they were vibrating Tomoe's firm ass with their eyes from behind.

From a distance, Tomoe's clothes were no longer see-through, but... he could probably make out her butt and panty line.

(Damn it! Don't look, you naughty brats!)

Kyousuke couldn't help but see.

A scene of his mother unconsciously providing wank material for a man younger than her, her son.

The young males flocking to the female mother.

His mother was being looked at with lewd eyes.

(If I get close, they'll scatter. I have to stop them quickly.)

Kyousuke tries to go towards Tomoe, but reflexively goes into the next hallway. The boys have spoken to Tomoe.

(What am I doing?! I have to go...I have to do it...)

He can't make up his mind. It may not be that difficult. But he's probably unable to act because he feels awkward and embarrassed.

Kyousuke moves to a position between Tomoe and the shelf. This is because he might be able to hear their conversation if he listens.

"So, what is it?"

"Well, we had something we had to tell you, big sister."

"Yeah, we thought you wouldn't know."

The conversation between the three of them can be heard faintly.

From the tone of their voices, Tomoe seems to be quite wary.

"Your clothes were completely see-through earlier, so I could see your panties and bra♡"

"That was amazing. Your black underwear was completely visible, it was like you weren't even wearing any clothes♡"

(These guys! They said that directly to my mother!)

Kyousuke must be boiling with rage. The fact that his mother was being humiliated by those boys is just too unfair.

Tomoe must have heard what the boys were saying, but she didn't reply. And she didn't seem to have left either. They were probably ignoring them and looking at the goods.

But the words kept coming at him.

"Why are you wearing thongs? Maybe they're your lucky underwear? Are you going to have sex with someone today?♡"

"You're showing that off to the other guys, aren't you a slut?♡ You're showing it to us middle schoolers and getting excited... you're a seriously naughty girl.♡"

(After all, they're younger than me... how can they do something like this...)

It's no wonder I can't understand the selfish behavior of the boys.

Kyousuke and them were different people.

"Your boobs are amazing too. I've never seen boobs this big before.♡ They were shaking like crazy just by walking.♡ They were bouncy and jiggly.♡ All the guys around me were turning into men.♡"

"Please, big sister, tell me your boob size.♡ If you tell me, I'll come.♡"

(Wh, there's no way my mom would tell me something like that! If it's my mom... it'll be fine...)

Even though I think like that, I can't shake my anxiety.

He thought that if it meant he could escape from the boys, Tomoe might tell them her breast size.

However, Tomoe didn't reply. It seemed like she was ignoring him. Of course, that was to be expected.

"We were in the bathroom earlier and masturbated to you using you as our wank material♡ I jerked off thinking about you big tits, your ass, and your thongs, and it felt so good♡ Thank you for providing me with the material to masturbate to and helping me masturbate, you big sister♡"

"I'll be masturbating to you using you as our wank material forever♡ I'll feel good every day thinking about you♡ So you too, remember that you're our wank material every night, and realize that you've become our masturbation pet♡"

"Hey, big sister. I can clearly see your panty line♡♡♡"

As expected, Tomoe had reached her limit, and the sound of her sandals faded away. It seemed that she had escaped from the boys.

(These two are crazy... masturbating in front of someone's mother, saying thank you... I wonder if mom is okay...)

Unaware of Kyosuke's concern for his mother, the boys seem to be excited...

"I can't stand that reaction~♡ Oh, I'll remember us every night♡ I've got more wank material now♡"

"Did you see her ass when she went over there at the end? It was moving like this♡ Ah, I want to jerk it off right now♡"

Even after Tomoe leaves, the boys still direct their lust towards her. Not knowing that her son is right next to them.

(I'll never forgive you for doing that to mom)

However, there's nothing Kyosuke can do. It's out of the question to resort to violence.

The boys seem to be chatting as they leave. It's a different direction from Tomoe's, and Kyosuke feels relieved, but... all that's left is a feeling of helplessness.

The middle school boys looked at Tomoe, a 41-year-old married woman with a child, with lustful eyes.

Her black bra and side-string panties, her plump butt, and her huge breasts when clothed - they all memorized them perfectly.

The boys would masturbate using Tomoe as their fap material.

They would surely reach sexual climax with Tomoe over and over and over again.

Kyosuke's mother was used as fap material over and over again by men the same age as him.

His precious mother gave birth to him and raised him from the time he was a baby.

In the middle school boys' fantasies, their mother was defiled over and over and over again.

The mother made the middle school boys feel good over and over and over again.

In their fantasies, a mother and a middle school boy made love to each other.

He was made to wear sexy costumes and had sex over and over again.

The mother taught the middle school boy naughty things.

Mom with a middle school boy♡

Kyousuke realizes. These facts will never go away. His mother will be there to entertain the boys for a long time to come.

(Why did this happen...?)

Kyousuke walks along in regret. He is probably heading towards the cash register, below Tomoe.

He spots Tomoe, returning the shopping cart with a bulging eco bag slung over her shoulder, between the rows of cash registers, and joins her.

"Oh, you're late. I'm done shopping."

"Ah... sorry. I just had to go to the bathroom..."

"Okay. If you don't need anything more, let's go home. Here, take this."

Tomoe's attitude is the same as always. Kyosuke can tell that she is trying to keep a cool head in front of her son.

(Sorry mom. If only I'd been stronger...)

Kyousuke slung the eco bag, heavy with groceries, over his shoulder and mentally apologized to his mother.

The weight on his shoulders. It was as if he was carrying his mother's grief.

The two of them went through the automatic doors to the outside.

The rain had stopped, and the sun was shining.

"Oh, it's stopped. That's good... it's hot in its own way."

"It's better than getting wet, right? I wouldn't have minded it raining... No, I prefer sunny weather."

A teenage son and his mother. But the two get along well.

No matter what man taints her, a mother is a mother, Kyosuke would say.

They are surely the ideal parent and child.

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