Archive of Our Own

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Inside a small apartment on the other side of town, a middle-aged woman, Inko Midoriya, sat quietly watching TV. The room was dimly lit, with the only sound coming from the television. A glass of water sat on the small table next to the couch she was sitting on, and a small bag of chips she was chewing on was in her hand. The crunching of the chips between her teeth was the only other sound that broke the silence.

Inko's life had been pretty mundane lately. It wasn't boring to the point of being depressing, but it was boring enough for the days to just seem to drag on endlessly. She had been living alone since her son, Izuku, had left for U.A. High School, which had been turned into a boarding school due to the onslaught of villain attacks. The loneliness had been getting to her, and she found herself going out more often to pass the time.

For the last year, she had been trying her best to lose weight at the gym, which her friend Mitsuki had recommended. She had been feeling better about her health, and the exercise had given her more energy. She had also started going to the park and walking around, something she hadn't done in years. Inko had even visited some tourist attractions that had popped up in the area, trying to find something else to do besides worrying about her son all day.

But the last few weeks had been different. Inko hadn't been outside the apartment besides getting groceries, going to the gym, or taking out the trash. Those three things had been the only activities she had done, and they were repeated almost every day. Now, she was just watching awful daytime television, eating potato chips, and feeling sorry for herself.

The doorbell rang, breaking the silence and snapping Inko out of her thoughts. She stretched her arms and legs as she got off the couch to approach the door. "Coming! Coming!" she said hastily, walking to the door.

When she opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise. "Izuku?!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement.

Izuku, her son, stood in the doorway, a big smile on his face. "H-Hi mom... I'm home!" he said cheerfully.

Before Izuku knew it, he was wrapped in a tight hug, with a grip he couldn't escape from. He returned the hug just as strongly, feeling happy to be home and see his mother.

Inko pulled back, looking at her son with tears in her eyes. "What are you doing here, son? I thought you would be in school for a couple more weeks?"

Izuku scratched his head, looking a bit sheepish. "Today is Mother's Day, and I thought it would be important to come and visit you."

Inko's eyes widened in surprise again. "Mother's Day? I had forgotten."

Izuku smiled. "I know you didn't know, but I wanted to surprise you. And I got you something."

Inko's eyes sparkled with excitement as Izuku pulled out a bouquet of dark green flowers from behind his back. "I thought I'd start this Mother's Day with gifting you this. It matches your eyes and hair, so I thought it would be fitting for you."

Inko took the flowers, smelling them and feeling a warmth in her heart. "Oh, Izuku, I'll cherish these forever."

Izuku smiled, happy to see his mother happy. "That's not the only thing I got you today. I'm taking you out for dinner tonight. I wanted to make up for my absence with something really nice for you."

Inko's eyes widened in surprise again, and she felt a lump form in her throat. "You're taking me out for dinner? You don't have to do that, Izuku."

Izuku shook his head. "I want to, mom. I want to make it up to you, and I think you deserve it."

The two of them hugged again, and Inko felt a sense of happiness she hadn't felt in a long time.

Later that evening, Izuku sat on the couch, waiting for his mother to finish dressing up. He was happy to be spending quality time with her, and he was excited to take her out for dinner.

When Inko came out of her room, Izuku's eyes widened in surprise. She looked beautiful in a dark green silky dress, with a pair of earrings and a pearl necklace. He felt a sense of pride, knowing that his mother looked so good.

But then, something strange happened. Izuku felt a strange sensation, a feeling he couldn't quite explain. He looked at his mother, and for a moment, he saw her in a different light. He felt a flutter in his chest, and his mind went blank.

No! What the fuck was he doing? He should never think or look at his mother that way! How could he almost do that?!

Izuku shook his head, trying to clear his mind. He looked at his mother again, this time seeing her as his mother, not as... something else.

Inko, on the other hand, was having a similar experience. She looked at her son, and for a moment, she saw him in a different light. She felt a sense of pride, knowing that he was growing up to be a strong and handsome young man. But then, something strange happened. She felt a flutter in her chest, and her mind went blank.

No! Stop! She shouldn't be thinking about her son that way! She shook her head, trying to clear her mind.

The two of them stood there, looking at each other, both of them trying to process what had just happened. They both knew that they had to push those thoughts away, to forget about them and move on.

But for a moment, they just stood there, frozen in time, unsure of what to do next.

As they prepared to leave the apartment, Inko smiled and said, "Well, Izuku, I guess we should head out then?" Izuku nodded and took her hand, a small pink tint forming across her face that he didn't notice. They walked out to the car, the evening air feeling a bit more charged than usual.

Inside the restaurant, they were seated in a small booth in the back, surrounded by the warm glow of candlelight and the soft hum of conversation from the few other patrons. The atmosphere was intimate, and Inko couldn't help but feel a sense of awkwardness that she hadn't experienced with her son before. Izuku seemed to sense it too, and they both sat in silence for a moment, unsure of what to say.

The silence was eventually broken by Inko, who spoke up in a soft voice. "I want to thank you again for taking me out, Izuku. You really are a sweetheart for going out of your way to do this." Izuku smiled and shook his head, his eyes shining with warmth. "I wouldn't say going out of my way, mom. I wanted to treat you to something really nice or special. You deserve it."

Inko's eyes sparkled with tears as Izuku continued to speak, his words pouring out from the heart. "You've always been there for me, mom. When dad left, you didn't quit on me. You always tried your hardest to support us, even taking double or late-night shifts so you could buy the things I wanted or get us food. I always felt so bad when I peeked through the door at night and saw you sleeping on the couch from exhaustion or saw you crying from the stress of it all. You deserve the best, mom, and I truly believe that."

As Izuku finished speaking, Inko's tears began to flow freely, her lips quivering as she tried to hold back a sob. If they were home, she would have burst into a sob fest and latched onto him, but in public, she tried to compose herself. "You really are something special, my precious baby," she said, wiping away tears and trying to calm down.

The conversation flowed easily from there, with Izuku and Inko sharing stories and laughter, their bond growing stronger with every passing moment. But beneath the surface, something else was simmering, a tension that neither of them quite understood.

As the evening wore on, they found themselves lost in each other's eyes, their words becoming more tender and intimate. Inko couldn't help but notice the way Izuku's eyes sparkled in the candlelight, and Izuku couldn't help but be drawn to his mother's warm smile.

The air was charged with a sense of possibility, and as they sat in silence, waiting for their food to arrive, Inko reached out and grasped Izuku's hand. "Izuku, I want to thank you again for tonight," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Spending quality time with you, the sweet words we exchanged... it's meant the world to me."

Izuku smiled and squeezed her hand, his eyes shining with emotion. "You're welcome, mom. I'm really happy with some of the things you said earlier." Inko's eyes sparkled with mischief as she replied, "Well, I think my handsome boy deserves such praise, don't you think? For doing all of this for me."

The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning, and Izuku's heart skipped a beat as he replied, "My beautiful mom also deserves praise too, you know? For supporting my dream of becoming a hero and always being there for me." Inko's face heated up at the compliment, and she couldn't help but wonder if Izuku meant it in a way that was more than just familial.

As they continued to talk, the tension between them grew thicker, until finally, Izuku muttered something under his breath that made Inko's heart skip a beat. "Possibly the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on," he said, his voice barely audible.

Inko's face went bright red as she turned to him, her eyes sparkling with surprise. "Did you mean that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Izuku gulped, realizing he had been overheard, and nodded slowly. "Of course, I meant that. You're the most beautiful, caring, and generous mom a son could ever ask for. Always putting my well-being first, and if you weren't my mom, I would... never mind."

Inko's heart was racing as she leaned in, her voice low and husky. "You would what?" she asked, her eyes locked on his.

Izuku's face went bright red as he stuttered, "I really shouldn't say this, mom, but... what I meant was, if you weren't my mom, you would be the perfect... woman. And I know how creepy that sounds! And I-"

Inko's voice cut him off, stern but gentle. "Izuku." He looked up at her, his eyes wide with fear and anticipation. "Yes, mom?"

Inko's smile was enigmatic as she replied, "I feel the same way." The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning, and before either of them knew what was happening, their lips touched in a soft, gentle kiss.

It was just a moment, a single second, but it changed everything. As they pulled back, gasping in shock, Inko smiled and said, "It seems so."

Izuku's eyes were wide with wonder as he asked, "Where do we go from here now? This changes everything."

Inko's smile grew wider as an idea formed in her mind. "I can think of a place," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. And with that, the course of their relationship was forever altered.

As they entered the hotel room, the door shut and locked swiftly behind them, and the "do not disturb" sign was placed on the door handle outside. The room was dimly lit, with only a few soft lights illuminating the space. The air was thick with anticipation, and the tension between them was palpable.

Izuku looked at his mother, his eyes searching for any sign of hesitation or doubt. But Inko's eyes sparkled with excitement, and her smile was radiant. "Are you sure you want to go through with this, mom?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Inko's response was immediate. "Well, does me wanting to feel those nice lips of yours again answer that question, Izuku?" she asked, her voice laced with seduction.

Izuku's face lit up with a bright smile, and he nodded eagerly. "I'm sure it does," he said, his voice filled with excitement.

Without another word, Inko gently swung her arms around Izuku's neck, pulling him in for another kiss. Izuku wrapped his arms around her lower waist, pulling her closer to him. Their lips touched, and they closed the distance between each other.

The kiss was deep and passionate, with both of them losing themselves in the moment. Inko felt Izuku's tongue probing her mouth, and she opened up to let him in. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths and savoring the taste of each other.

As they kissed, Izuku's hands began to wander, moving lower down Inko's waist and caressing her behind. Inko moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch. She felt his hands squeeze her cheeks, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

Izuku pulled back from the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between them. "Haa~ Izuku, that was!" Inko exclaimed, her voice breathless.

"Oh, mom~ you were just," Izuku replied, his voice equally breathless.

Inko took charge, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Let me see what you're packing behind these pants, 'Zuku!" she said, her voice husky with excitement..

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't hesitate. He knew that his mother was in control now, and he was happy to let her take the lead.

Inko dropped to her knees in front of Izuku, her eyes fixed on the bulge in his pants. She unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his underwear, her nostrils flaring as she caught the scent of his musk.

As she pulled down the final layer, a huge slab of pure dick meat flopped out in front of her, almost smacking her in the face. Inko's eyes widened in shock, and she couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Izuku's cock was enormous, a full 9 inches of hard, muscular flesh. The head was thick and veined, and the shaft was long and powerful. Two egg-sized balls dangled underneath, and Inko could feel the heat emanating from them.

"Oh, Izuku, you didn't tell me you had such a gift you were hiding~" Inko exclaimed, her voice filled with wonder.

Izuku smiled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, I wanted it to be a surprise for you," he told her. If he knew things were going to end up like this he should have wrapped a bowtie around it.

Inko's eyes never left Izuku's cock, her gaze fixed on the magnificent sight before her. She could feel her mouth watering, and her panties were damp with excitement.

"And surprised I was..." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

As Inko began to pleasure Izuku, she started by licking the tip of his cock head, her tongue dancing across the sensitive flesh. She then wrapped her fingers slowly around his girth, getting a full feel of his massive member. Her hand moved up and down, slowly jerking him off as she continued to lick the top of his cock.

Izuku, with his back against the wall, was in a state of pure bliss. He had never felt anything like this before, and his mother's skilled hands and mouth were sending him into a world of ecstasy. He couldn't believe that his own mother was doing this to him, and yet, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and pleasure.

As Inko continued to work her magic, her head began to bob up and down at a steady pace, her mouth engulfing his member with ease. One hand jerked him off, while the other fondled his balls, sending shivers down his spine. She looked up at him with pride, seeing how overstimulated he was getting from this new experience.

Inko's mouth moved all over the place, worshipping his dick with every fiber of her being. Her lips traced circles around his head, licking down along his shaft before sucking and taking each of his balls into her mouth. The sensation was almost too much for Izuku to handle, and he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

But Inko wasn't done yet. She wanted to test her skill and try to deep throat his entire length. Starting from the top, she made her way down slowly but surely, her mouth stretching to accommodate his massive member. She felt Izuku's hand on the back of her head, assisting her as she went deeper and deeper.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Inko reached the base of his cock, her nose touching his pubic hairs. She pulled back out, her saliva flying everywhere, and tried to catch her breath.

"Holy shit, mom..." Izuku exclaimed, his eyes wide with amazement.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You didn't know your mommy could do that, hm? Don't worry, there's more from where that came from."

But before she could continue, Izuku swept her off her feet, carrying her across the room to the king-sized bed. "Look at my strong boy! Such big muscles can carry anyone," Inko exclaimed, her voice filled with pride.

Izuku softly tossed her onto the bed, his eyes fixed on the crotch area of her dress. Raising up the fabric, he was met with the only piece of clothing hiding her womanhood from him - the black lacey panties that she wore. The panties were damp, a few drips of fluid running down the side.

"To think my mom would get this wet from sucking me off, you're such a pervert, mom," Izuku said, his voice filled with amusement.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Look who's talking right now, 'Zuku~" she replied.

As Izuku lifted his mother's legs over his shoulder, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. He had never done anything like this before, but he was determined to make it a memorable experience for both of them.

With ease, he slid the panties off with both hands, revealing her glistening folds to his eager eyes. The sight took his breath away, two thick lips that collided together, with her nice little clit at the top. The area around her pussy was bald, and he could tell that she had shaved recently.

As he got closer, he took in the nice feminine scent that came along with her vagina. It was a smell that he had never experienced before, but it was intoxicating and alluring.

Inko moaned loudly as he gave her lips a small lick, then another, and another. At a steady pace, he ate his mother out, his tongue dancing across her folds and clit. She was shaking beneath his touch, and he held her in place by holding each of her beautiful thighs with his muscled forearms.

Izuku felt the ends of his hair being held by her as she pushed him in closer to her folds. His full mouth was now over her crying pussy, eating her up to his heart's content. He felt proud as she howled, begging for more. He made work of his nose as a bonus, letting out huffs of air over her clit.

Wanting to make her cum, he freed one of his hands from her legs and inserted a finger inside of her. It sucked him in, and he felt as her folds gripped the finger inside. He wiggled it as he continued to devour her, the sensation sending shivers down his spine.

Inko, fearing that she was being too loud, had to cover her mouth with one of her hands as the other still gripped his broccoli locks. She wrapped her legs around his upper body, holding him in tight.

Not needing to hold her legs down anymore, Izuku put more of his fingers inside of the moaning woman. Multiple appendages went in and out of her, making her see stars.

"Mmm~ Izu~ku don't stop! How are you so good at t-this?" she exclaimed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Honestly, Izuku was as virgin as they come. Maybe it was just natural talent? He had watched his fair amount of porn, but he had never gone as far as to do this with a woman before.

"I feel it! Izuku!" she exclaimed, her body tensing up as she approached orgasm.

He opened his mouth as he felt the rush of fluid enter his gullet. Some of it sprayed out and spurting onto his freckled face. He was drenched, as well as the bed sheets underneath them.

Izuku saw his mother panting with ragged breaths, tears running down the side of her face from never feeling stimulation like that before in her life.

"That was... amazing... how did... where did you learn to even... do that Izuku? Not even your father..." she stumbled over her words, trying to get some sort of answer from him.

Izuku smiled, feeling proud of himself. "I guess it's just natural talent, mom," he said, his voice filled with amusement.

Inko looked at him, her eyes sparkling with surprise. "Natural talent? You're a genius, Izuku!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with laughter.

As they lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, Izuku couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and happiness. He had never felt this close to his mother before, and he knew that this was just the beginning of their new relationship.

“Well Izuku, are you ready for the main course?”

"I wouldn't know, want to see?" His words sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation.

She asked him to help her undress, and his hands wrapped around her form as he slowly pulled the dark green dress off her body. The fabric slid off her skin, revealing her supple breasts that she always kept hidden underneath. All that was left was her bra, which he undid with ease, revealing her bare breasts to his eager eyes.

"Do you like them?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes," he replied, his eyes fixed on her breasts.

"Grab them, feel them, both of them are yours~"

Both of his hands grabbed each of her tits, and he felt the soft flesh underneath them. Her breasts were perky, with large areolas surrounding her nipples. He kneaded the breasts, using one of his hands to pinch one of her nipples. The ends of them grew even harder now from the arousal.

"Keep touching them like that~" she moaned, her eyes closed in ecstasy.

He listened to her words and continued to knead her breasts, his fingers tracing circles around her nipples. Wanting to make her feel more pleasure, he took one of her nipples into his mouth and started sucking.

"I used to feed you this way, you know~ but I don't think any milk will come from there anymore," she mused, her voice filled with nostalgia.

But as he sucked on her nipple, something unexpected happened. Her body started to respond to his touch, and she felt a surge of milk flowing through her breasts.

*Spurt*

Her eyes widened in surprise, along with Izuku's, as her bosom started to lactate. She was actually leaking milk from both of her nipples again. The act of him sucking on her teat had triggered the maternal system in her body to produce milk for him, something that he seemed to enjoy since he hadn't stopped.

"Look Izuku! You're making mommy produce milk again~ do you really want to keep sucking? Mommy doesn't mind~" she said, her voice filled with wonder and excitement.

Izuku looked at his mother lovingly, his eyes shining with adoration. He kept drinking down the delicious milk her body was making for him, savoring the sweet taste. He felt her hand run through the curls of his hair as the other stroked his shaft, everything about this was bliss.

But now, he wanted to move to the main course. He wanted to experience the ultimate pleasure with his mother, to feel her warmth and love in a way that he never had before.

"Mom, I think it's time for the main course," he said, his voice husky and seductive.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I think you're right, Izuku. Let's make this a night to remember."

As they gazed into each other's eyes, the air was thick with anticipation. Inko's voice was barely above a whisper as she said, "Take me, darling. I want to feel you."

Izuku's heart skipped a beat as he laid his mother under him, their bodies aligned in a perfect union. They shared a passionate glance, their eyes locked in a loving gaze. With a gentle touch, Izuku began to rub the head of his penis around the entrance of her folds, teasing her sensitive skin.

Slowly, he inserted his dick inside of her, the warmth of her body enveloping him like a glove. As he thrust forward, pushing all of his length inside, Inko's eyes widened in surprise. The two of them crossed the final barrier between them, becoming one in a union of forbidden love. Sealing the act with another passionate kiss, their lips mashed together in a frenzy of desire.

Her insides were scorching hot, and Izuku felt the grip of her pussy around his thick cock. It was clear that she hadn't had sex since his dad left, and the dry spell had left her body yearning for a man's touch. Her muscles clamped down on him, milking his cock with every thrust.

"Your so big, Izuku! Fuck your mommy! Give it all to me!" she exclaimed, her voice husky and seductive.

Izuku's cock kissed the entrance of her cervix, and she let out another moan of ecstasy. He pulled out, small spurts of her love juices spraying on the bed before he inserted it back in. The sound of their bodies slapping together echoed through the hotel room, a symphony of passion and desire.

At a steady pace, Izuku fucked his mother, his face buried in the crook of her neck. He left small kisses on her skin, adding to the pleasure that was already overwhelming her senses. Inko's legs lifted over his back, locking him in place, and Izuku didn't mind. He wasn't planning on pulling out anyway, consequences be damned.

Their bodies were slick with sweat and other fluids, staining the sheets beneath them. The frame of the wooden bed creaked and groaned, the backboard slamming against the wall from the force of their lovemaking. Izuku had his mother in a full mating press position now, his dick diving as far as it could into her crying pussy.

As he thrust into her, a small visual of red lighting flashed across his skin, a sign that his quirk, One For All, was activating. His body charged with the power, he turned her body over on its side and kept thrusting his hard cock inside her. Inko felt her pussy breaking, her body overwhelmed by the sheer force of her son's lovemaking.

"Fuck! Izuku! Don't stop! Fuck me hard!" she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise at his mother's words. She never cursed like that, even when she was furious. He must be doing a good job, he thought, a smile spreading across his face. With renewed vigor, he continued to thrust into her, their bodies locked in a dance of passion and desire.

"You like this, mom!? Your own son fucking you!?" Izuku asked, his voice growled at her.

"Yes! I love it! I never want this feeling to end!" she screamed out to him, her voice echoing through the hotel room.

Izuku's eyes gleamed with a wicked intensity as he asked, "Want me to cum in you!? Breed you like some bitch in heat!?"

Inko's response was immediate and enthusiastic. "Do it! Breed your mommy! I want to feel your thick seed inside me! Fill me to the brim with your cum!"

With a fierce cry, Izuku plunged his cock as deep inside her as he could, blowing his load inside her. Inko screamed out in pleasure as she felt his thick spunk being dumped inside her snatch. An insane amount of semen poured inside her folds, overflowing with his cock still inside her.

As he pulled out, his member continued to spray a considerable amount of semen all over her lower body. Her stomach and crotch area were now covered in his sticky cum.

In the aftermath of their lovemaking, they lay next to each other, staring into each other's eyes. No words were needed as they pulled each other close, Inko's bountiful breasts enveloping Izuku's face.

"That was amazing, Izuku... I never thought we would do something like that," she whispered, her voice filled with wonder.

Izuku couldn't find the words to describe the experience. Amazing? Otherworldly? He just had sex with his own mother, and it was the best thing he'd ever experienced outside of being a hero.

Inko's gentle hand wrapped around the base of his cock again, and she whispered, "You're still hard, you know? And mommy can go for another round."

Before he could adjust himself, she pressed her hand against his chest, holding him down. This time, she wanted to be on top. Her beautiful body rubbed against his crotch, and Izuku bit his lip in satisfaction as she slowly lowered herself onto his member.

“Just relax honey, let mommy ride you.” She told him, looking down at him with pure love in her eyes.

A long, drawn-out moan escaped her mouth as his large dick was engulfed by her tight snatch again. Izuku held her luscious hips as Inko bounced on his cock, her eyes locked on his with a loving gaze.

As they made love again, Izuku couldn't help but feel a thrill at the "mommy" talk. Did he have an Oedipus complex? What was he thinking? He was having sex with his mother, and it felt amazing!

Inko's pace quickened, and the bed creaked underneath them. Izuku grabbed her sizable tits, squeezing them as she called out his name.

"Yes, baby! Just like that~! Keep touching mommy!" she exclaimed, her voice husky with pleasure.

Izuku's hands moved around her back, pulling her down to his head level. He started sucking on her voluptuous orbs again, and she didn't slow down her pace. He could feel her insides tightly wrapping around his cock, and he knew he was about to cum again.

"Mom, I'm getting close!" he warned, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Me too, baby! Cum inside mommy again! Let it all out!" she replied, her voice filled with excitement.

As they reached the climax of their lovemaking, Izuku grabbed her ass, thrusting upward roughly. Her body shook on top of him, and her set of tits wiggled in front of his face. He playfully kept his tongue out, getting a couple of licks on them.

Finally, Izuku came inside her for a second time, blowing another gargantuan amount of semen inside her pussy. Cum started pouring out, even though he was still inside her. When he pulled out, his load started seeping out onto the bedsheets under them.

In the end, mother and son combined lips for a final, passionate kiss. It was full of the love and gentleness they were both known for. Izuku wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her closer to his chest. Inko rested her head, safely secured in his arms.

No words were said between them. Izuku reached over to turn off the light, and they both drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.

Izuku woke up the next morning to the sound of an air dryer, and he couldn't help but smile as he thought about the events of the previous night. He raised his head off his pillow and saw his beautiful mother, Inko, drying her hair in the mirror next to the bathroom in the hotel room. She looked stunning, her hair wet and tangled, her skin glowing with a warm, rosy hue.

Getting out of bed, he walked over to her and put both his hands around her from behind, hugging her tight. "Good morning honey~" she said sweetly into his embrace, her voice husky and seductive.

"Good morning," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "Mom, about last night..."

Inko's eyes met his in the mirror, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them palpable. "Last night was wonderful, Izuku," she said finally, her voice filled with emotion. "It will be something that I'll keep as a precious memory for the rest of my life. But our relationship will go back to what it was today."

Internally, she didn't want it to end. It was so wrong that they had broken through all the lines and done the most taboo thing a family could do. But her son had made her feel something she hadn't felt in years, and she didn't want it to go away now.

Izuku's eyes locked onto hers, and he could see the conflict in her eyes. He knew that she was trying to convince herself that it was just a one-time thing, but he could see the desire in her eyes, the longing for more.

"Are you sure, mom?" he asked, his voice husky and persuasive. "I've never seen you so happy before." He kissed her neck, his lips tracing the curve of her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

Inko's eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a soft sigh. She knew that she was fighting a losing battle. She didn't want to give up the feeling of being with her son, of being desired and loved by him.

"Well, now that I think about it, Izuku..." she said, her voice sultry and seductive. "If we both are feeling the same way, then mommy can go for a quicky before we head home."

Izuku's eyes lit up with excitement, and he didn't need to answer. Inko could feel his hard shaft pressing against her rear, and she knew that he was ready. Both his hands grabbed ahold of her cheeks, and she started to grind on him, the friction between them building to a crescendo.

It took a while to get dressed that morning.

As they drove home, the car ride was silent, but the two lovers were smiling as happy as can be. Their fingers were interlocked, a symbol of their newfound love and connection.

The nature of their relationship had changed forever, and it would never go back to what it was. But for both of them, they couldn't be happier. They had found a love that was forbidden, but it was a love that they couldn't deny.

As they pulled into their home, Inko turned to Izuku and smiled. "I love you, son," she said, her voice filled with emotion.

"I love you too, mom.”.

Their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss, a kiss that sealed their love and their fate. They knew that they would face challenges and obstacles, but they were ready to face them together, as a family, and as lovers.

Chapter Text

Ever since that magical night in the hotel room, Inko and Izuku's relationship had undergone a profound transformation, one that could never be reversed. The boundaries that once defined their mother-son bond had been irreparably blurred, and they both knew that things could never go back to the way they were before. The weight of this secret hung precariously in the balance, as they struggled to maintain a façade of normalcy in the public eye.

To the outside world, they were still the quintessential mother-son duo, grocery shopping, attending school meetings, and strolling through the park together, all the while pretending that nothing had changed. But behind the closed doors of their home, a different story unfolded. Whenever Izuku returned from his extended stays at the U.A. Heights Alliance dorms, the two of them would succumb to their desires, surrendering to the all-consuming passion that had taken hold of them.

As they stood in the midst of this whirlwind romance, their love for each other only seemed to intensify with each passing day. Inko, the once-doting mother, now found herself helplessly enthralled by her son's touch. The mere caress of his fingers sent shivers down her spine, and the way he fondled her voluptuous figure left her breathless.

Right now, as they stood in the midst of their fervent lovemaking, Inko's sultry voice echoed through the room. "Mmm~! Baby, when you touch me like that!" she moaned, her body trembling beneath Izuku's skilled fingers. His hands danced across her skin, one grasping her breasts roughly while the other teased her womanhood with an unrelenting fervor.

"You're so wet, mom," Izuku whispered. "My fingers are drenched in your juices." The older woman's eyes fluttered closed as she reveled in the sensations, her son's words sending a shiver down her spine.

"That's because you're so good, baby," she purred, her voice barely above a whisper. "Keep touching your mommy like that." Izuku's fingers seemed to have a mind of their own, expertly coaxing her body into a state of frenzied arousal.

"Cum for me, mom," he urged, his voice hoarse and husky. "I want to see you shake and squeal." Inko's body responded instinctively, her hips bucking against his fingers as she teetered on the edge of orgasm.

"I'm close!" she gasped, her voice laced with desperation. "Keep going like that, mommy needs you to make her feel good!" Izuku's hands moved with a newfound urgency, his fingers delving deeper into her wet snatch as if driven by a primal need.

As he pulled his hand out, Inko's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto the glistening fingers held before her face. "Look how much of a bad mother you are," Izuku whispered, his voice dripping with seduction. "Look how wet you are just from me touching you down there."

Without hesitation, Inko's tongue darted out, wrapping around his sticky fingers as if savoring the taste of her own arousal. Her pussy gushed in response, the act of tasting herself sending her into a tailspin of desire.

"Izuku, I need you," she begged, her voice cracking with desperation. "Please! Fuck your mommy! Mommy needs it so bad." Izuku's head leaned in, his velvety voice whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

"Don't worry, mom, your son is here to save you." His words sent a shiver down her spine, and Inko's body seemed to melt into his touch.

"Oh~! Baby, when you talk like that, such a bad boy," she cooed, feigning a tone of mock admonishment. "How did I raise a son this naughty?" Izuku's response was immediate, his words dripping with a sly humor.

"Because I have a slutty mom who likes to feel her son fuck her." Inko's eyes sparkled with amusement, her voice taking on a tone of mock contrition.

"Maybe so, oh how I failed as a mother." Her words were laced with sarcasm, but Izuku's response was deadpan serious.

"Failed?" he repeated, his voice low. "I think you've succeeded. You raised a good boy who listens to his mother's demands; even if it means he has to lay her down and fuck her."

As he spoke, Izuku's hands began to tear at Inko's clothes, his movements driven by a primal urgency. Inko's laughter was throaty and seductive, her voice barely above a whisper.

"From a certain point of view, maybe." She mused, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You've made me a very happy woman."

Izuku's response was immediate, his voice dripping with conviction. "And I plan on keeping that way forever." With her panties cast aside, he lined his cock up to her entrance, his eyes burning with desire.

But Inko's voice stayed his hand, her words a gentle reminder of the need for caution. "Wait! Izuku, we can't do it raw, here use this protection." She reached over to the drawer, pulling out the box of condoms they had stashed away.

As she wrapped the condom around his thick member, Inko's mind wandered to the forbidden fantasy that had taken hold of her. The thought of letting her son pound her raw, of feeling his thick spunk fill her pussy, was a tantalizing prospect, but one they couldn't indulge in. Not yet, at least.

With the condom in place, Izuku began to slowly insert himself inside her, his movements gentle and deliberate. Inko's eyes fluttered closed as she reveled in the sensations, her body responding instinctively to her son's touch.

As they began to move in tandem, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of their lovemaking, Izuku's voice whispered sweet nothings into her ear. "I love you so much, mom." His words sent a shiver down her spine, and Inko's response was immediate.

"I love you too, son." Her voice was barely above a whisper, her words laced with emotion. "You make mommy feel so good, you make mommy feel like she's loved, you make mommy feel like she's the luckiest woman in the world."

In that moment, as they moved together in perfect harmony, Inko knew that she had found her perfect match in her son. And as they rode the waves of their passion, their love for each other seemed to grow with each passing moment, a flame that burned bright and true, and would never be extinguished.

Izuku leaned his face down, his lips crashing into Inko's as they shared a passionate kiss. Their tongues swirled together in a frenzied dance, their mouths locked in a desperate bid for connection. The air was thick with tension as they devoured each other, their lips moving in perfect sync.

As they kissed, Izuku's hips continued to piston into Inko's, his cock thrashing against her inner walls with reckless abandon. The MILF's juices poured out onto the bedsheets beneath her, a testament to the unbridled passion that drove them. The sound of their lovemaking filled the air, a primal cadence that echoed through the room.

Izuku's hands reached out, his fingers wrapping around Inko's thighs as he lifted them up, positioning her for maximum penetration. Her back was pressed down onto the bed, her body arched in a perfect curve as he drove into her with renewed ferocity. His thrusts reached deeper, his cock probing the depths of her aching pussy with unrelenting precision.

Inko's voice was a whisper, her words laced with desperation. "I'm about to cum, baby! Keep going! Keep fucking mommy harder~!" Her plea was a siren's call, drawing Izuku in with its raw emotion.

Being the good boy he was, Izuku responded with a fervor that bordered on the savage. He picked up his pace, his hips pounding into Inko's with a ferocity that left her gasping. His hands gripped her thighs harder, his fingers digging into her skin as he held her in place. His cock made harder, more deliberate plunges into her depths, each stroke a testament to his unyielding passion.

The air was electric with tension as they hurtled towards their climax, their bodies locked in a primal dance that would only end in one way – with a release that would shatter the very fabric of their reality. Inko's eyes were closed, her face twisted in a mask of ecstasy as she rode the waves of pleasure that threatened to consume her. Izuku's eyes, on the other hand, were fixed on her, his gaze burning with an unyielding intensity as he drove them both towards the edge of oblivion.

His thrusts were hard and deep, Izuku could feel himself getting close to the edge, but his mother's needs took priority. He was a gentleman, after all, and he wouldn't dream of finishing before she did. He gritted his teeth, focusing on the sensation of her warm, wet walls enveloping his cock, and poured all his energy into making her cum.

"Izuku! I- Oh!" Inko's voice was a low whimper, her words trailing off into a moan as she wrapped her legs around her son in a tight grip. She pulled him closer, his face now nestled in the crook of her sweaty neck, where he could feel her pulse pounding against his skin.

Her legs locked around him hard, her hands leaving scratches on his back as she rode the waves of her orgasm. Her body quivered and shuddered underneath him, vibrating with the intensity of her release. Her juices poured out, spraying all over the bed in a messy, glorious splatter.

But Izuku didn't stop his relentless assault on her pussy. Now that his mother had cum, he could finally let go and finish himself. His thrusts got faster and faster, his cock sliding in and out of her like crazy, with little to no friction because of how drenched with juices and sweat they both were.

"Dear Lord! Oh- Baby~ You just don't stop, do you!?" Inko squealed, her voice laced with a mix of amazement and desperation.

"Fuck, mom, I'm about to-" Izuku cut himself off, his words lost in a grunt of pleasure as he pushed one final time inside her, slamming into her hard. He blew his load inside her juicy depths, feeling the condom stretch to its limits as he filled it to the brim with his hot, sticky spunk.

The condom must have been made of some super-strong material, because he didn't feel it break while he was inside her. Izuku huffed, pulling out of her with a satisfied groan. The condom was still on his cock, tight and unbroken, but a huge bubble of his semen had formed at the tip of the rubber, looking like it was ready to burst.

Inko, still taking deep breaths, looked at the sight before her, a sly smile spreading across her face. "Look how much you came," she purred, her voice full of satisfaction. "It looks like you never run out of come, honey~"

Inko reached forward, her fingers closing around the condom as she pulled it off his raw cock. And with a sight that left Izuku stunned, she turned the condom upside down, letting all his semen pour onto her tongue. Izuku watched in amazement as she swallowed it all whole, her throat working as she gulped down his load.

With a satisfied lick of her lips, she smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Sweet as always," she winked, her voice dripping with seduction.

Izuku swore she was a succubus, a creature of pure, unadulterated lust. He wouldn't say his mom was a prude, but she had never shown this type of behavior until they started having sex. Had his father's absence left this type of build-up for years, waiting to be unleashed?

Whatever it was, Izuku couldn't get enough of it. His mom was his own personal slut, a woman who would do anything to satisfy his desires, and he was hooked. He was addicted to the way she made him feel, to the way she surrendered to his touch, and to the way she devoured his cum like it was the nectar of the gods.

As he looked at her, he knew that he was in this for the long haul. He was in this for the thrill of the forbidden, for the rush of adrenaline that came with fucking his own mother, and for the sheer, unadulterated pleasure of being with the woman who had given him life.

"How about we wash up in the shower?" Inko suggested, her voice breathy with want from their previous lovemaking session. Izuku nodded his head, his eyes still fixed on her as he took her hand and led her to the bathroom.

As they stepped into the shower, the warm water enveloped them, steam rising up to fog the mirrors and windows. The shower head shot down a gentle stream of water, washing away the sweat and cum from their bodies. Izuku and Inko stood together, their bodies entwined as they let the water wash over them.

Izuku reached out, his hands closing around his mother's tits as he began to knead them with the soap. His fingers moved in slow, circular motions, working the soap into a rich lather as he massaged her breasts. Inko let out a contented sigh, her eyes closing as she leaned into his touch.

Meanwhile, she rubbed her arms all over his chest and muscles, her fingers tracing the contours of his body. Her touch sent shivers down his spine, and Izuku felt his cock begin to harden once more.

As they stood there, the water pouring down around them, Izuku and Inko couldn't resist the temptation to continue their lovemaking. Why would they stop just because they were in the shower? The warm water and steamy air only added to the sensuality of the moment.

"You like playing with mommy's titties?" Inko asked. Izuku nodded, his eyes fixed on her breasts as he continued to massage them.

"You have the best boobs, mom," he replied, his voice sincere. "They're so perfectly shaped." Inko giggled, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Keep grabbing them, they're all yours~" she said, her voice dripping with seduction. As she spoke, she reached down and wrapped her fingers around his hardening cock. "Meanwhile, I'll be playing with this."

Izuku let out a groan of pleasure as his mother began to jack him off. He continued to rub his hands all over her curvy and sexy body, his fingers tracing the contours of her waist and hips. Inko's eyes locked onto his, her gaze burning with desire as she worked his cock.

As they stood there, the water pouring down around them, Izuku and Inko leaned in for a kiss. Their lips met in a passionate, tongue filled kiss, their bodies entwined as they devoured each other.

"I love you," Izuku whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of the water.

"I love you too," Inko replied, her voice breathy with longing.

As they kissed, Izuku felt his orgasm build to a crescendo. He came, his cum staining his mother's hands as she continued to jack him off. Inko quickly washed off the cum, her fingers moving under the water to clean her hands.

As they stood there, the water still pouring down around them, Inko smiled up at Izuku. "I think we're clean enough now," she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Both of them sat on the couch together, Inko engrossed in the TV show playing on the screen, while Izuku scrolled through his phone, catching up on the latest news and hero fights. The room was quiet, with only the occasional sound of laughter or commentary from the TV breaking the silence.

As they sat there, Izuku's arm was wrapped around his mother's shoulder, holding her close as she leaned into his chest. Inko seemed to be enjoying the warmth and comfort of his presence, her eyes fixed on the TV screen as she snuggled into his side.

But as the minutes ticked by, Inko began to get restless. She moved her head, looking up at Izuku with a mischievous glint in her eye. "You wanna go do something?"

Izuku raised an eyebrow, his eyes still fixed on his phone. "Like go to the store?" he replied, his tone nonchalant.

Inko pouted, her lips curling into a sulky expression. "No, something we can do together. I want to go on a date together." Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and Izuku couldn't help but feel a flutter in his chest.

"Out in public?" he asked, his voice laced with skepticism. Inko nodded, her expression determined.

"Yes," she said, her voice firm. "I want to go out with you, just the two of us, and have some fun."

Izuku hesitated, his mind racing with the potential risks. "Wouldn't we be risking it?" he asked, his voice low and cautious.

Inko's face fell, her pout deepening. "We would, would we?" she said, her voice dripping with disappointment. "Well, maybe I'll think of something else..."

But Izuku's mind was already racing with ideas. He didn't want to disappoint his mother, and he knew that she deserved a special day out. "Well, we could always disguise ourselves," he said, a sly grin spreading across his face.

Inko's eyes lit up, her expression intrigued. "How would we?" she asked, her voice curious.

Izuku shrugged, his grin growing wider. "We can dye our hair, I can wear glasses, wear different clothes... you know, heroes do it all the time."

Inko's face lit up with excitement, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "That doesn't sound like a half-bad idea."

And with that, a scheme was formed. Izuku and Inko began to brainstorm, their minds racing with ideas and possibilities. They would disguise themselves, go out on a date, and have a good time.

Izuku strolled side by side with his mother through the picturesque park, the warm sunshine casting a golden glow over the lush greenery. Inko had wrapped both arms around one of his, her grip affectionate and intimate, as if they were a loving couple enjoying a leisurely afternoon together.

Their disguises were convincing, and they blended in seamlessly with the crowd. Izuku's hair was now a rich, dark black, and he wore a pair of stylish glasses that altered his features just enough to render him unrecognizable. His clothing was a departure from his usual style, and he looked every inch the part of a bespectacled young man out for a casual stroll.

Inko, too, had undergone a transformation. Her hair was now a deep, glossy black, and she wore a spare set of glasses that added a touch of elegance to her features. Her hair, normally tied back in a neat knot, was now loose and flowing, cascading down her back like a waterfall of night. The two of them looked remarkably plain, a fact that Izuku had been reminded of throughout his life.

As they walked, Inko gazed up at Izuku with a warm, admiring smile. "You look really handsome in those glasses, you know," she told him.

Izuku's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled back at her. "You look really beautiful too, you know," he replied, his voice sincere. "But then, you're always beautiful, no matter what."

Inko's cheeks flushed with pleasure, and she playfully rolled her eyes. "Such a sweet talker," she teased, her voice dripping with amusement.

Izuku's grin grew wider, and he reached around to grab a handful of one of her ass cheeks. "I also really like how this sticks out," he whispered in her ear, his voice low and suggestive.

Inko's eyes darted around nervously, and she let out a tiny squeak of alarm. "Izuku, not in public!" she hissed, her face burning with embarrassment.

But Izuku just chuckled and pulled her closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "Don't worry, nobody is watching us," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "But doesn't the risk turn you on a little?"

Inko's face grew even hotter, and she looked away, her eyes fixed on the ground. But Izuku could see the faintest glimmer of excitement in her eyes, and he knew that he had struck a chord. The thrill of being caught, the danger of being discovered, was a potent aphrodisiac, and Izuku was determined to exploit it to the fullest.

After their leisurely stroll, Izuku and Inko settled down on a bench to rest and take in the scenery. The warm sunshine and gentle breeze made for a perfect spot to relax, and they both felt grateful for the chance to spend quality time together.

"I'm going to get a drink," Izuku said, his eyes fixed on a nearby stand that was selling refreshing beverages. "Would you like something, mom?"

Inko smiled and shook her head, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "No, honey, I'm fine. You go ahead and get something for yourself."

As Izuku walked away to fetch his drink, Inko couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration for her son. He was growing up to be a strong and confident young man, and she felt grateful to be a part of his life.

Just as she was lost in thought, a random man approached her, his eyes locked onto hers with a flirtatious glint. "Hey, beautiful, what are you doing out here all alone?" he asked, his voice smooth and charming.

Inko looked up to see the man standing before her, his friend hovering in the background with a hopeful expression. She felt a blush rise to her cheeks as she realized that they were trying to hit on her.

"Me and my buddy noticed a beautiful lady like yourself sitting out here alone, thought you might like some company," the man said, his voice dripping with sincerity.

Inko's blush deepened as she struggled to respond. It had been a long time since a man had come up to her and flirted so openly, and she wasn't sure how to react.

"Oh, sorry boys, I don't need any company right now," she said finally, trying to sound firm but polite.

The man looked disappointed, but he didn't give up. "Are you sure?" he asked, his eyes locked onto hers with a persuasive glint.

Inko nodded, feeling a little more confident. "Yes, I'm sure. You don't want an old lady like me around."

The man chuckled and shook his head. "You don't look old to me," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "You look stunning."

Inko giggled and looked away, feeling a little embarrassed but also pleased. It was nice to have men flirt with her, but she knew that her heart belonged to someone else.

Speaking of that someone, Izuku finally arrived back to the scene playing out before his eyes. His eyebrow was raised, clearly not amused.

Just as the two men were trying to persuade Inko to join them, Izuku arrived back on the scene, a drink in hand and a look of possessiveness on his face. His eyebrow was raised, clearly not amused by the sight of his mother being hit on by two strangers.

"Sorry, fellas, but she's with me," Izuku declared with a smile, his voice firm but polite. Inko's heart throbbed at the sound of his words, and she felt a flutter in her chest as he staked his claim on her.

The two men looked at each other uncertainly, then back at Izuku, before nodding in unison. "Sorry for bothering your lady friend," one of them said, his voice apologetic. "You're a lucky man."

With that, they turned and started walking away, leaving Izuku and Inko alone once again. Izuku sat down next to his mother, taking a sip of his soda as he wrapped his arm around her waist.

Inko squeaked with delight, her face flushing with pleasure. "You looked really cool saying I'm your woman to those two," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Izuku chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he pulled her closer. "Well, you are," he said, his voice rough and sultry. "I admit, I'm a bit of a jealous type."

Inko's face grew even hotter as she hid her face in his shoulder, her embarrassment and pleasure mingling together in a delicious cocktail. She felt a thrill at the thought of being possessed by her son, of being his woman, and she knew that she would do anything to make him happy.

As they strolled through the park, the dense trees towered above them, casting dappled shadows on the ground and providing a cool, shaded oasis from the sun. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the gentle rustle of leaves as the breeze sifted through the trees. The path was quiet and deserted, with no one in sight, and Inko and Izuku had the place all to themselves.

The peaceful atmosphere seemed to lull Inko into a state of relaxation, and she walked alongside Izuku with a contented smile on her face. But Izuku had other ideas. As they walked, he suddenly reached around and cupped one of his mother's fat cheeks, his hand closing around the supple flesh like a vice.

Inko's eyes widened in surprise, and she let out a startled yelp. "Izuku! We're in public!" she exclaimed, her voice low and urgent.

Izuku just chuckled, his eyes glinting with mischief. "And?" he asked, "Nobody is around."

Inko's face grew hot with embarrassment, and she tried to squirm away from his grasp. "Still-" she protested, but Izuku cut her off.

"Watching those guys earlier flirt with you struck something in me," he whispered in her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine. His cock, already hard, pushed against his pants, pitching a tent that was impossible to ignore. "I want to make a point," he growled, his voice low and possessive.

Inko's heart skipped a beat as she realized what Izuku was getting at. She felt a thrill of excitement mixed with fear as she realized that her son was going to take her right here, right now, in the middle of the park. She knew that she should protest, that she should try to stop him, but a part of her was excited by the prospect of being taken by her son in such a public place.

Izuku pulled his mother's hand, leading her behind a large tree that towered above them, its branches stretching out like a canopy to conceal them from view. The path was still visible, but they were hidden from sight, and Inko felt a thrill of excitement mixed with fear as she realized what was about to happen.

As soon as they were behind the tree, Izuku's hands moved quickly, pulling down Inko's pants and panties in one swift motion. Inko gasped, feeling the cool air on her skin as she was exposed. She couldn't believe they were doing this in public, but at the same time, a rush of excitement coursed through her. They were about to have sex in public, and the thrill of it was exhilarating.

But as she looked up at Izuku, she saw a mischievous glint in his eye, and her heart skipped a beat. "Izuku, I didn't pack any condoms..." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Izuku just grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "That's alright, I have another hole in mind."

!

Inko's eyes widened in shock as she realized what he was talking about. Anal? She had never done that before, and the thought of it made her feel both scared and excited.

"Izuku, honey, I never stuck anything up there before..." she said, her voice trembling.

Izuku's grin grew wider, and he leaned in close, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "That's good, we can start right now," he whispered, his voice full of anticipation.

Inko gulped, feeling a wave of fear wash over her. She had never done this before, and she wasn't sure if she was ready. But as she looked up at Izuku, she saw the excitement in his eyes, and she knew that she couldn't say no. She was going to have to trust him, and let him take her on this wild ride.

Izuku bent down on his knees behind his mother, his hands reaching out to grasp her fat ass cheeks. He stretched them open, revealing her butthole in all its glory. He had seen it many times before, of course, when they had sex in the doggystyle position, but now he was gazing at it with a newfound sense of fascination.

Inko let out a sudden moan, her voice trembling with a mix of shock and pleasure. "Oh~! My son is such a pervert!" she exclaimed, her words dripping with a sense of scandalized delight.

Izuku didn't respond, too busy burying his face between her two wonderful cheeks. He motorboated them like he would a pair of tits, his lips and nose pressing into the soft, sweaty flesh. Inko's skin was slick with moisture from their walk on this warm day, and Izuku's face was soon covered in her sweat.

As he inhaled deeply, his nose pressed up against her pucker, he was hit with the sweet and sour scent of her anus. It was a smell that was both familiar and intoxicating, and Izuku couldn't get enough of it. He breathed in deeply, feeling his cock grow harder with every passing moment.

Inko, meanwhile, was melting into his touch, her body relaxing into the sensation of his face pressed against her ass. She felt a sense of vulnerability, of course, but also a deep sense of trust. She knew that Izuku would never hurt her, and that he would always make her feel good.

As Izuku continued to motorboat her ass, Inko felt her pleasure grow, her body responding to the sensation of his lips and nose on her skin. She was getting wetter by the second, her pussy dripping with juice as she felt herself becoming more and more aroused.

And then, just as she thought things couldn't get any better, Izuku's tongue darted out, licking her ass with a gentle, probing touch. Inko let out a shriek of pleasure, her body bucking forward as she felt a wave of ecstasy wash over her.

Above him, Inko cooed and whined, her body responding to the new stimulation with a mix of surprise and pleasure. She had never experienced anything like this before, and the sensation of her son's tongue probing her hole was both shocking and exhilarating.

"Ah~ oh my~ Izu..." she moaned, her voice trembling with desire. Her body was melting into his touch, her muscles relaxing as she surrendered to the pleasure.

Izuku's tongue slid deeper into her ass, his movements gentle and deliberate. He was taking his time, savoring the moment and enjoying the sensation of exploring this new territory. He knew that they didn't have any lube on hand, but he was determined to make do, to find a way to make this work.

As he licked and probed her butthole, Izuku's mind was filled with thoughts of the lewd stories he had read online. He had always been fascinated by the idea of anal play, and now he was finally getting to experience it firsthand. And with his mom, no less.

But despite the initial shock and novelty of the experience, Izuku's primary concern was making sure that his mom felt good. He wanted to pleasure her, to make her happy, and he was willing to do whatever it took to achieve that.

With one hand still grasping her ass cheek, Izuku's other hand slid underneath her and inserted a finger into her wet pussy. He couldn't fuck her raw, not without protection, but that didn't mean he couldn't play with her snatch. He stroked her gently, his finger moving in and out of her as he continued to lick and probe her asshole.

Inko's body responded eagerly to the dual stimulation, her pleasure growing with every passing moment. She was moaning and whining, her body bucking and twisting as she rode the waves of pleasure. And Izuku was right there with her, his own desire growing as he watched her respond to his touch.

With one hand pressed against the tree trunk and the other clamped over her mouth, Inko squeezed her eyes shut, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and restraint. She was using every ounce of willpower to stifle the screams of pleasure that threatened to escape her lips, her body trembling with the effort.

At home, she could be as loud as she wanted, but out in public, she had to be careful. She couldn't let her desires get the better of her, no matter how much she wanted to let go and surrender to the pleasure.

But it was no use. As Izuku's tongue and fingers continued to work their magic, Inko felt herself reaching the point of no return. "Izu, I'm going to!" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing.

And then, in a burst of pleasure, she came. Her ass squeezed around Izuku's face, her muscles clenching tight as her legs squeezed together. Her pussy juices sprayed everywhere, drenching Izuku's face and defiling the tree that stood in front of them.

The sound of her own juices splattering against the tree was like music to Inko's ears, a primal and satisfying sound that seemed to match the rhythm of her own pounding heart. She felt like she was melting, like her body was dissolving into a pool of pure pleasure, and she couldn't help but let out a tiny squeak of delight.

But even as she came, Inko was aware of the need to be quiet, to keep her pleasure hidden from the world. She bit down on her lip, her eyes still squeezed shut, as she rode out the waves of pleasure that threatened to consume her.

Izuku stood up, his face glistening with Inko's sweat and love juices. He didn't bother to wipe himself clean, too eager to take the next step. With a swift motion, he freed his cock from the confines of his pants, the gentle breeze caressing his skin as he stood there, exposed.

"I think you're wet enough now, mom," he told her.

Inko nodded, her eyes still closed, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. "I'm ready," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Izuku's eyes locked onto her, his gaze burning with intensity as he pressed his hot cock against her naughty entrance. He started to slide himself inside, slowly, carefully, not wanting to hurt her. Inko gritted her teeth, her hands grasping the tree trunk in front of her like a lifeline.

It burned, the sensation of Izuku's cock entering her anus was like nothing she had ever experienced before. It was as if her body was being stretched, expanded, and transformed into something new. The pain was intense, but it was also exhilarating, a reminder that she was alive, that she was feeling something new and exciting.

Inko's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto the tree trunk as she focused on the sensation of Izuku's cock sliding deeper into her. She felt like she was being claimed, like Izuku was marking her as his own, and the thought sent a shiver down her spine.

As Izuku continued to slide deeper into her, Inko felt her body begin to relax, to accommodate the invasion. The pain began to recede, replaced by a sense of pleasure, of fullness, of completion. She was his, and he was hers, and in that moment, nothing else mattered.

Izuku's cock was fully seated inside Inko's ass, the heat and tightness enveloping him like a glove. He felt like he was in a whole new world of pleasure, the sensation of her asshole clenching around his shaft was like nothing he had ever experienced before. It was as if her body was trying to hold onto him, to keep him inside, and the thought sent a shiver down his spine.

In his opinion, it felt way better than her pussy. The heat and tightness seemed to amplify his pleasure, taking it to a whole new level. He felt like he was on the verge of exploding, like his body was going to combust from the sheer intensity of the sensation.

But he didn't want to rush it. He wanted to savor the moment, to enjoy the feeling of being inside his mother's ass. He whispered in her ear, his voice gentle and caring. "I'm going to start slow," he said, his words barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing.

Inko nodded, her body tense with anticipation. "Please do," she whispered back, her voice trembling with desire.

Izuku smiled, his eyes locked onto hers as he began to move. He started with slow, gentle strokes, his cock sliding in and out of her butt with a smooth, silky motion. Inko's eyes fluttered closed, her body relaxing into the sensation as she let out a soft moan of pleasure.

As Izuku continued to move, he felt his pleasure growing, his body responding to the sensation of being inside his mom. He was in a state of pure bliss, his mind focused solely on the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her tight, hot hole. He was in heaven, and he never wanted to leave.

Izuku's movements were slow and deliberate, his cock sliding in and out of Inko's ass with a sweet and gentle motion. The prior foreplay had left her drenched all over, and despite the initial tightness, it was getting easier to move in and out of her.

As he continued to thrust, Inko whispered to him, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing. "You can go faster..." she said, her words trailing off into a soft moan.

Izuku lightly picked up the pace, but didn't go too fast. His movements were still slow and sensual, designed to maximize the pleasure for both of them. He leaned into her, his body pressed up against her back as she leaned on the tree. His arms reached around her form, grasping her breasts and starting to knead both of her soft tits.

Inko's eyes fluttered closed, her body relaxing into the sensation as she let out a soft moan of pleasure. She covered her mouth again, trying to suppress her soft moans, but it was no use. The pleasure was too intense, and she couldn't help but let out little gasps of delight as Izuku continued to thrust into her.

As he kneaded her breasts, Izuku's fingers found her nipples, pinching them gently and sending shivers down her spine. Inko's body arched into his touch, her ass pressing back against his cock as he continued to thrust into her. She was lost in a world of pleasure, her senses overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body.

Izuku suddenly stopped his movements, his cock still buried deep inside Inko's ass. Inko's eyes snapped open, confusion and frustration etched on her face. "Why did you-" she started to ask, but her words were cut off as Izuku's hand clamped over her mouth.

He held her in place, his eyes locked onto hers as he nodded towards the path behind the tree. Inko's eyes followed his gaze, and she saw two joggers strolling by, completely unaware of the couple hiding behind the tree.

Izuku was being reckless and impulsive, but he wasn't stupid. He knew that getting caught having sex in public would be disastrous, and he wasn't willing to take that risk. So he waited, his cock still throbbing with desire, as the joggers passed by.

As soon as they were out of sight, Izuku's hand dropped from Inko's mouth, and he pulled out of her butthole. But only for a moment. With a fierce cry, he thrust back into her, his cock slamming into her with as much force as he could muster.

Inko squealed into her hand, her body arching back into the tree as she tried to absorb the shock of Izuku's sudden thrust. Her eyes went wide, her face contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure, as she felt Izuku's cock stretching her ass to its limits.

Izuku's movements were wild and uncontrolled, his body driven by a primal urge to claim Inko as his own. He was beyond reason, beyond thought, his only focus on the sensation of his cock buried deep inside his mother's ass. And Inko, caught up in the storm of his passion, could only hold on and ride the waves of pleasure that threatened to consume her.

Like an untamed beast, Izuku unleashed his full fury on Inko's ass, his mighty cock plunging into her depths with reckless abandon. He was a force of nature, unstoppable and unrelenting, as he drove his cock into her anus with a ferocity that left her breathless.

Inko's ass jiggled with every motion, the supple mounds of fat quivering like jelly as Izuku's cock pistoned in and out of her. It was a sight that Izuku had come to admire, a visual feast that only added to his pleasure. And with an open hand, he smacked one of the mounds, the sound of flesh on flesh echoing through the air.

The boy grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement, as Inko's ass clenched down on his cock harder. It was a reflexive response, one that told him that she was enjoying this just as much as he was.

"Did that turn you on, mom?" Izuku asked, but Inko didn't respond, her body too caught up in the sensations to form words.

Undeterred, Izuku did it again, another light smack on her big ass, leaving a small handprint on the skin. And this time, Inko's response was immediate.

"Izu~ keep fucking mommy!" she cried, her voice barely above a whisper, but full of urgency and need. It was a plea, a demand, and a surrender all rolled into one, and Izuku knew that he had her right where he wanted her.

With a triumphant cry, Izuku redoubled his efforts, his cock plunging into Inko's ass with renewed ferocity. He was going to make her cum, and he was going to make her scream.

Izuku's thrusts were wild and uncontrolled, his body driven by a primal urge to release his pent-up desire. Inko had to hold on to the tree in front of her with all her strength, her body bucking and twisting as she tried to absorb the shock of Izuku's frenzied thrusts.

Izuku's grip on her waist was like a vice, his fingers digging deep into her skin as he held her in place. Her tight hole was too much for him, it felt like his cock was going to explode from the sheer pressure. He was on the verge of cumming, and he knew it.

"Fuck, mom, I'm cumming!" he growled.

Inko's response was immediate, her voice barely above a whisper. "Inside, I want to feel all your warmth."

With a fierce growl, Izuku plunged his cock deep inside Inko's ass, his body shuddering as he released his hot load. He filled her backhole with as much thick spunk as he could, his cock pulsating with pleasure as he emptied himself into her.

His grip on her waist was still tight, his fingers refusing to let go as he held her in place. Inko's rear was slightly lifted in the air, her body suspended in mid-air as Izuku's cock continued to throb inside her.

Inko came as well, her juices spraying everywhere again, her inner thighs covered in a thick sheen of her womanly juices. Her body was trembling with pleasure, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she felt Izuku's warm cum filling her insides.

For a moment, they just stood there, frozen in time, their bodies locked together in a primal embrace. The only sound was the heavy breathing, the only movement the gentle trembling of their bodies as they rode out the aftershocks of their orgasms.

Izuku didn't want to pull out, even after cumming. It felt so good inside his mom's warm, tight hole. He wanted to stay there forever, to bask in the pleasure and satisfaction of their lovemaking.

But eventually, he knew he had to pull out. As he did, he watched in fascination as all his cum slowly flowed out of her asshole. It was a sight that never got old, a reminder of the pleasure they had shared.

His mom let out a shaky breath and farted out spurts of his cum. She was worn out, and she could barely feel her legs. But despite her exhaustion, she still managed to smile up at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction.

"Izu~ you fuck so good~ you fuck so good for mommy~" she told him in a sexy, sultry voice. Her words sent a shiver down his spine, and he felt his cock twitch with pleasure.

"I do my best, anything for you," he replied.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Let's go get washed up," she said, her voice still sultry and seductive.

Both of them got washed, as best as they could anyway, in the bathroom that was further down the path. The bathroom was simple, with just a couple of sinks and some toilet stalls. But it was enough for them to clean up, to wash away the sweat and cum of their lovemaking.

As they washed, Izuku couldn't help but steal glances at his mom. She was still smiling, still looking satisfied and content. And he knew that he had done that, that he had made her happy.

He felt a surge of pride and pleasure, knowing that he had pleased his mom. And he knew that he would do it again, that he would make her happy again and again. Because that's what he was made for, to please his mom and make her happy.

As they walked back through the park, Inko leaned into Izuku's side, her body pressed against his as she sought support. Her legs were sore from their earlier activities, and she needed a little help to keep going.

Izuku, however, felt only pride and satisfaction as he looked at his mom. He loved seeing her like this, her body weak and trembling from the pleasure he had given her. It felt like a testament to his strength and virility, and he couldn't help but feel a little smug.

But he wasn't content to just leave things as they were. Oh no, he wanted to tease her more, to push her buttons and make her blush. And so, with a swift motion, he picked her up and started carrying her on his back like he would a little kid.

Inko let out a startled squeak as she found herself lifted off the ground, her body pressed against Izuku's strong back. She blushed and covered her face, her eyes peeking out from behind her fingers as she looked around in embarrassment.

Izuku, however, just chuckled and kept walking, his muscles making it feel like Inko weighed nothing. He knew exactly how to push her buttons, how to make her feel like a flustered school girl. And he was happy to do so, to tease her and play with her in public.

As they walked, Inko's blush only deepened, her face burning with embarrassment. But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little thrilled, a little excited by the way Izuku was treating her. She loved being in his arms, loved being close to him, and she was happy to be carried by him like a little kid.

And so, she just relaxed and let him carry her, her body pressed against his as they walked through the park. She knew that she was in good hands, that Izuku would take care of her and keep her safe. And she was happy to trust him, to let him lead and take control.

As they drove back home, their fingers remained interlocked, a physical manifestation of the emotional connection they shared. The gentle pressure of their hands together was a comforting sensation, a reminder of the love and affection they had for each other.

Inko smiled, her eyes gazing out the window as she spoke. "I really enjoyed my time with you today," she said, her voice filled with warmth and sincerity.

Izuku's response was immediate, his voice filled with equal enthusiasm. "I did too," he said, his eyes locked onto hers as he smiled.

Inko's gaze returned to his, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "We should go out more often, wearing these disguises," she suggested, her voice barely above a whisper.

Izuku's grin grew wider, his eyes lighting up with excitement. "I'm up for that, anytime mom," he said, his voice filled with eagerness.

As they approached their home, Inko's thoughts turned to dinner. "How does Katsudon for dinner sound tonight?" she asked, her voice filled with a hint of playfulness.

Izuku's response was immediate, his stomach growling in anticipation. "Sounds like the best ever," he said, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

The rest of the drive was spent in comfortable silence, their fingers still interlocked as they enjoyed each other's company. The tension between them was palpable, but it was a good kind of tension, the kind that came from being with someone you loved and desired.

As they pulled up to their apartment, Inko leaned over and kissed Izuku's cheek, her lips soft and gentle. "I love you, Izu," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Izuku's heart skipped a beat, his eyes locking onto hers as he smiled. "I love you too, mom," he replied, his voice filled with equal affection.

And with that, they stepped out of the car, their fingers still interlocked as they walked towards their home.

"Just like that, honey~! Let mommy do all the work~!" Inko exclaimed, her voice husky and seductive as she rode Izuku's cock with reckless abandon.

Izuku lay flat on their bed, his hands gripping the sheets under him as he surrendered to his mom's frenzied lovemaking. His eyes were fixed on hers, watching in awe as she bounded up and down on his rigid cock like a mad woman.

Inko's eyes were crazily looking down at him, her pupils dilated with lust as she licked her lips in a slow, sensual motion. She was at full lust, her body driven by a primal urge to mate and claim her son as her own.

She didn't stop, she didn't want to stop. Her pussy gripped Izuku's dick tight, the muscles contracting and releasing in a rhythmic motion that seemed to milk his cock for all it was worth. Izuku watched in fascination as her wet lips seemed to try and suck his cock back in every time she lifted herself on him, the sight sending shivers down his spine.

The sound of their lovemaking filled the room, the slap of flesh on flesh, the moans and gasps of pleasure, the creaking of the bed as Inko rode Izuku's cock with wild abandon. It was a primal, animalistic sound, one that seemed to speak to something deep within Izuku's psyche.

As he lay there, his mom's body moving up and down on his cock, Izuku felt himself getting lost in the sensation. He was no longer thinking, no longer rational. He was just a body, a body driven by pleasure and desire, a body that was completely at the mercy of his mom's lust.

And he loved it. He loved the feeling of being helpless, of being at the mercy of his mom's desires. He loved the way she looked at him, the way she touched him, the way she rode his cock like a mad woman.

As the pleasure built to a crescendo, Izuku felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He was going to cum, he knew it. And when he did, it was going to be explosive.

As Inko leaned down on his chest, her hands holding his shoulders, her tongue licked his hard nipples, sending shivers down his spine. Her ass bounced down hard on his cock, the impact sending waves of pleasure through his body.

Izuku was surprised by the sturdiness of the bed, considering the way his mom was hopping on him like a wild animal. The bed was only making a slight creaking noise, which was impressive, to say the least. If he was a betting man, he would have thought that the bed would have broken by now, given the intensity of their lovemaking.

But as he looked up at his mom, he knew that he was getting close to the edge. He was going to cum soon, and he could feel the pressure building up inside him. He glanced over at the two other filled condoms that were wrapped near them, a reminder of their earlier encounters. This would be his third load tonight, and his fifth load today.

Izuku couldn't help but think about how his body had changed since he took One For All. It seemed like he never ran out of cum to supply, no matter how many times he came. It was as if his body had become a never-ending fountain of semen, and he wasn't sure if he should be grateful or concerned.

But he didn't really feel like asking All Might about it, either. The old hero was already weird enough, and Izuku didn't want to have an awkward conversation about his sex life with him. Besides, as long as he was able to keep up with his mom's insatiable appetite, he was happy to just roll with it.

As Inko continued to ride him, her movements becoming more and more frenzied, Izuku felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He was going to cum soon, and he knew that it was going to be a big one. He just hoped that the bed would be able to withstand the impact.

"Mom! Agh!" Izuku cried out, his body trembling with pleasure as he reached the peak of his orgasm.

Inko's response was immediate, her voice whispering sweet nothings in his ear. "That's right, baby~! Moan for mommy~" she cooed, her breath hot against his chin.

As he came, Izuku's hands quickly reached around and grasped the cheeks of Inko's wobbling ass, holding her in place as he filled the condom to the brim once again. Inko laid on his chest, her body trembling with pleasure as she grabbed ahold of his freckled cheeks and pulled him into a searing kiss.

Their tongues intertwined, dancing together in a passionate rhythm as they devoured each other. Izuku wrapped his arms around Inko's sweaty waist, pulling her closer as they kissed. He couldn't get enough of her, couldn't get enough of the way she made him feel.

"I love you," Inko whispered between kisses, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing. "I love you so much, Izu~ you treat mommy so good."

Izuku's response was immediate, his voice filled with emotion. "I love you too, mom," he said between kisses. "I would do anything for you."

As they kissed, Izuku felt a sense of contentment wash over him. This was the life, being with the woman he loved, even if it was his own mother. In his mind, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, to cherish and protect her, to make her happy.

As Inko's body cuddled up against his chest, her breathing slowing as she drifted off to sleep, Izuku wondered what the future held for them. Would they be able to keep their relationship a secret, or would they be discovered? Would they be able to overcome the obstacles that lay ahead, or would they be torn apart?

But for now, Izuku didn't care. He was happy, truly happy. And as he looked down at Inko's peaceful face, he knew that he would do anything to keep her by his side.

Chapter Text

Izuku woke up in the morning to find his bedside empty, but he knew that his mom was probably already up making breakfast for the both of them. He showered, brushed his hair to the best of his ability, and wore simple casual clothing.

As he walked into the kitchen, he was greeted by the delicious smells of pancakes and eggs. But it wasn't the food that caught his attention, it was his mother's outfit. Inko was completely naked, her form only covered by a simple black cooking apron. Her sexy and curvy body was barely contained, and her big and nice ass hung out in the open. Her tits were hardly hiding from the front, and Izuku couldn't help but stare.

"Holy shit, mom..." he trailed off, his eyes fixed on her body.

Inko turned and gave him a smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Like what you see, honey?" she asked, her voice seductive.

Izuku nodded, his eyes still fixed on her body. "Yes," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

Inko chuckled and turned back to the stove. "Well, just sit down and let mommy finish making breakfast for you~" she said, her voice dripping with sweetness.

Izuku sat down at the table, his eyes still fixed on his mom's body. He couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, but he knew that he had to control himself. He looked at his phone, checking to see if any hero fights had happened recently.

Just as he was scrolling through his phone, a cup of coffee was placed in front of him. Izuku wasn't really that big on coffee, but when presented to him, he'll still drink it. The coffee smelled sweet, and he knew that his mom had made it especially for him.

He took a sip, feeling the warmth spread through his body. It was a nice way to start the day, and he was grateful to have such a wonderful mom to take care of him. As he drank his coffee, he couldn't help but steal glances at his mom's body, feeling a sense of pride and ownership that he had never felt before.

Izuku took a sip of the coffee and was immediately hooked. It tasted really good, and he found himself sipping it more and more until he had finished the entire cup.

"I see you already finished it, honey!" Inko exclaimed, a smile on her face.

"Yeah, it was really good," Izuku replied, his eyes fixed on the empty cup. "How'd you make it?"

Inko's smile grew wider. "Oh, it was just regular coffee, with sugar, cream, and breast milk," she said, her voice casual.

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise as he analyzed her words. She had put her breast milk in his coffee? No wonder it had tasted so sweet, aside from the creamer, of course. He felt a surge of excitement at the thought of drinking his mom's breast milk, and his mind began to wander to all the other ways he could enjoy it.

"Would you like another cup of coffee, dear?" Inko asked, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Yes, please," Izuku replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

As Inko made another cup of coffee, Izuku watched with growing anticipation. She added the usual ingredients, but for her final ingredient, she did something that made Izuku's heart skip a beat. She plopped one of her big tits out and began to squeeze and tug at the end of her nipple.

Izuku watched in awe as the milk came out, flowing into his coffee like a creamy, white river. It was so fucking hot, and he couldn't believe that his mom was doing this for him. He already knew what her titty milk tasted like, but going as far as to put it in his drink? He wanted to fuck her right now.

"Here you go, baby, freshly made~" Inko said, sliding the cup closer to him. Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and her smile was like a siren's call, drawing him in with its promise of pleasure and delight.

Izuku's hands trembled as he reached for the cup, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that he was in for a treat, and he couldn't wait to taste the sweet, creamy goodness that his mom had prepared for him.

Izuku picked up the warm and milky coffee and slowly drank it down, his eyes locked on his mom's as he savored the taste. The woman smiled warmly and licked her lips, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Taste good, Izu?"

"Of course it does, you made it," Izuku replied, his voice sincere. "Everything you make is good, mom."

Inko's smile grew wider, her eyes shining with pleasure. "Oh, you... knowing how to say such sweet things to me," she said, her voice dripping with affection.

Izuku took another sip of his coffee, his eyes never leaving his mom's face. "I just have one question," he said, his voice casual.

"Yes?" Inko replied, her eyebrows raised in curiosity.

"What's with the outfit, or uh- lack thereof, I guess," Izuku asked, his eyes roaming over his mom's body.

Inko chuckled, "Oh, I wanted to explore something that would turn you on."

Izuku's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. "Hm," he said, his voice noncommittal.

But Inko just smiled and continued. "You weren't home one day, and your computer had certain tabs and some... I should say, a 'unique' search history in it," she said, her voice dripping with amusement.

Izuku gulped, his heart sinking as he realized what his mom was talking about. He had forgotten to delete his search history, and now his mom knew one of his deepest secrets.

"I saw that you liked MILFs, obviously," Inko said. "But I saw some videos of wives wearing only an apron for their husbands, and it gave me an idea~!"

Izuku sighed, his face burning with embarrassment. He had broken one of the cardinal sins of browsing the internet: he hadn't deleted his search history. And now his mom knew one of his kinks.

Izuku shrugged, his embarrassment quickly giving way to lust. It didn't really matter that his mom knew about his kink, not when they were already in an incestuous relationship. He wanted to please her, and if she wanted to do the same, he wasn't going to complain.

Besides, seeing her completely naked, with her sexy and busty form barely concealed by the apron, was making his cock rock hard underneath the table. He couldn't help but feel a surge of hunger, and he knew that he had to have her.

"Well, you got me," he admitted, his voice husky. "I want to fuck you so bad right now, mom. You have no idea."

Inko chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well... that can wait after breakfast," she said, her voice teasing. "You don't want to fuck your mommy's tight pussy on an empty stomach, don't we?"

Izuku groaned, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He didn't care about breakfast, he just wanted to fuck his mom. But he knew that he had to wait, at least for a little while.

Inko turned around and grabbed a plate of freshly made food, laying it down in front of him. Izuku silently ate his food, his eyes fixed on the plate as he tried to calm down his raging hormones.

But it was no use. As he ate, Inko's hands reached out and grabbed onto his shoulders, starting to rub them slowly. Her touch was like a spark to gasoline, igniting a fire of passion that threatened to consume him.

Izuku's eyes closed, his head tilting back as he let out a low moan. He was in heaven, and he knew that he was going to do whatever it took to stay there.

"Do you like the meal, honey?" Inko asked, her voice warm and caring.

"Of course I do, you're a good cook, mom," Izuku replied, his eyes still closed as he savored the taste of the food.

"Hearing your praises always makes me happy," Inko said, her hands continuing to rub his shoulders in a gentle, soothing motion.

"Why are you rubbing my shoulders, though?" Izuku asked, his voice relaxed and content.

"Oh, you know, I just want to help my big strong man relax while he eats his meal," Inko said, her voice dripping with affection. "Just being a good wife, you know."

Izuku's eyes snapped open, and he nearly choked on his food. This was the first time Inko had ever referenced being a wife, and it caught him off guard. He had been having the same thoughts, but he hadn't dared to say anything to her about it yet.

But now that she had brought it up, even as a passing comment, Izuku's mind was racing with possibilities. He wouldn't ask her about it now, or how the two of them would tie the knot, but he was determined to do everything he could to put a ring on her finger.

He already had a solution to the age gap between them, a plan that he had been thinking about for a while now. But he would save his plans for later, for now, he just wanted to enjoy the moment and savor the feeling of being with the woman he loved.

Izuku took a deep breath, trying to calm down his racing thoughts. He didn't want to get ahead of himself, but he couldn't help feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation. He knew that he had a long way to go, but he was willing to do whatever it took to make Inko happy and to be with her forever.

"And a good wife you are," Izuku said, his voice filled with affection and appreciation.

Inko's face lit up with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "Darling... you're making me very happy right now," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her hand reached over his shoulder and slowly interlocked with one of his free hands, her fingers intertwining with his in a gentle, loving gesture.

"I have another question," Izuku said, his voice casual, but his eyes locked onto hers with curiosity.

"Yes, dear?" Inko replied, her voice encouraging him to ask away.

"I don't mind it, and it tastes really good, but what's with the breast milk?" Izuku asked, his brow furrowed in curiosity.

Inko's smile grew wider, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh! I also found 'mommy milkers' a few times in your search history," she said, her voice teasing.

Izuku's face turned bright red with embarrassment, and he couldn't help but wonder why he was still capable of feeling this way after everything they had been doing. Maybe it was because it was still his parent going through his search history, or maybe it was because he was just naturally prone to blushing. Whatever the reason, Izuku couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious about his online activities.

But Inko just laughed and squeezed his hand, her eyes shining with affection. "Don't be embarrassed, dear," she said, her voice soothing. "I'm just happy to be able to fulfill your desires, I didn't say I disliked them either~"

"Speaking of which, I forgot to give you a drink with your breakfast.

Izuku swallowed another bite of his food, his eyes locked onto hers with anticipation. "Are you going to make another cup of coffee?" he asked, his voice hopeful.

But Inko had something else in mind. She licked her lips, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I got something better in mind~" she said, her voice dripping with seduction.

With a quick tug, she freed both of her supple tits from the apron, and Izuku's eyes widened in excitement. "How about instead of coffee, you can drink straight from the source?"

Izuku didn't hesitate. He grabbed both boobs and squeezed them together, his hands molding the soft flesh as he brought the nipples together. His mouth quickly latched onto both of them, and he began to suckle, the milk flowing into his mouth like a refreshing drink.

It was thick and sweet, and Izuku couldn't get enough of it. He sucked harder, the milk pouring into his mouth as he drank from his mom's tits. He had mentioned before that her tits were perfect, and now he was experiencing it firsthand.

Inko cooed and patted his head, her fingers running through his thick green curls as she encouraged him to drink more. "So thirsty, baby~ drink as much as you want...".

Izuku kept sucking, the creamy milk flowing down into his stomach as he drank from his mom's tits. He was in heaven, and he knew that he would never get tired of this. He was addicted to his mom's milk, and he would do anything to get more of it.

The young man continued to suckle on his mother's breasts, the creamy milk flowing down into his stomach as he drank from her tits. But he wasn't content to just drink from her, he wanted to pleasure her as well.

He moved one of his hands and reached under his mother's apron, his fingers brushing against her naked skin. No panties, of course, since she was completely naked under the apron. But what he found was that she was also soaking wet, her pussy dripping with juice.

Two of his fingers slid inside her, and he started to finger fuck her, his fingers moving in and out of her wet pussy. Inko squeezed her knees together in pleasure, trapping his hand in place as she rode the waves of pleasure.

But she wasn't just going to sit there and take it, she wanted to give as good as she got. Reaching down, she fished out Izuku's hard cock from under the table, her hand wrapping around it as she started to pump it.

Izuku's eyes widened in pleasure as his mom's hand started to jack him off, his cock throbbing with pleasure as she stroked him. He was getting close, he could feel it, and he knew that he was going to cum soon.

But he didn't want to cum yet, he wanted to keep going, to keep pleasuring his mom and himself. He sucked harder on her breasts, his fingers moving faster inside her as he tried to hold off his orgasm.

Inko, however, was determined to make him cum. She pumped his cock harder, her hand moving faster as she tried to bring him to the edge. And as she did, she leaned forward, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Cum for mommy, baby..."

"Not yet," Izuku said with a huff. "I want to fuck you on the table."

His mom stopped playing with his swollen cock, and Izuku scooted his chair back, making room for her to straddle him. Inko quickly obliged, her legs spreading wide as she impaled herself on his hard dick.

"Don't worry about protection, Izu, mommy is on birth control today~"

Izuku growled, his hips moving up and down fiercely as he thrust into her. His cock pushed in as far as it could, and Inko's eyes widened in pleasure.

The mom wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him into a passionate kiss. Their tongues tangled together, and Izuku felt himself getting lost in the sensation.

As they kissed, Inko swerved her hips back and forth, matching the rhythm of Izuku's thrusts. The motion was smooth and fluid, and Izuku felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

His tongue leaving her mouth, Izuku moved both his hands to her tits again, his fingers wrapping around the soft flesh. He started sucking on one nipple, his mouth filling with creamy milk as he played with the other.

More milk flowed into his mouth, and Izuku swore he was getting drunk off of it. He felt lightheaded and dizzy, his senses overwhelmed by the pleasure and the taste of his mom's milk.

But he didn't stop, couldn't stop. He kept sucking and thrusting, his body driven by a primal urge to claim his mom as his own. And as he did, he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his orgasm building up inside him like a storm.

Using his strength, Izuku cupped one of Inko's ass cheeks and lifted both of them off the chair. He used his other hand to clear the table, moving the empty plate aside to make room for their lovemaking.

He gently laid Inko flat on the table, her legs hanging off the edge. The young hero plunged his cock right back into her, the table now swaying back and forth from their sex.

Inko moaned and cooed, her legs instinctively wrapping around Izuku's back. She was completely at his mercy, and she loved every minute of it.

Izuku watched in awe as Inko's giant tits moved back and forth in front of him, tit milk leaking out of both nipples onto her chest and the table. The sight was mesmerizing, and Izuku felt himself getting even harder as he gazed at her breasts.

He continued to thrust into her, the table creaking and swaying beneath them. Inko's moans grew louder, and her legs tightened around his back as she approached her climax.

Izuku's own orgasm was building up inside him, and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. He was going to cum, and he was going to cum hard.

As he thrust into Inko, he felt his cock start to twitch and spasm. He was on the verge of release, and he knew that it was going to be a big one.

"Mom, I'm going to cum," he warned.

Inko's eyes locked onto his, and she smiled up at him. "Cum inside me, baby," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing. "Fill mommy up with your hot cum."

Izuku's hands gripped around Inko's waist tight, his fingers digging deep into her skin as he fucked her harder and faster. He was on the verge of cumming, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Izu baby~ I'm- oh~!" Inko cried out, her voice trembling with pleasure.

"Me too, agh! Take it!" Izuku replied, his voice desperate for release.

Soon, Inko's body convulsed with pleasure, her pussy juices spraying out and staining Izuku's chest and the table. Izuku felt her muscles tighten around his cock, and he knew he was close.

With a final thrust, Izuku held on to Inko tighter and finished inside of her. Inko's legs, which were wrapped around him, got tighter, bringing him closer to her.

Inko felt all of Izuku's hot semen pour inside her, filling her up with his white and sticky warmth. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a while, since they had been using condoms, and she missed it. She loved the way his cum felt inside her, the way it made her feel full and satisfied.

As Izuku's cock pulsed inside her, Inko felt a sense of contentment wash over her. She was happy, truly happy, she knew that she had found her perfect match in Izuku, and she was grateful for every moment they spent together.

Izuku, too, felt a sense of satisfaction and relief. He had cummed hard, and it felt amazing. He loved the way Inko's body felt around him, the way her muscles tightened and released as she came. He knew that he would never get tired of this, of being with Inko and making her happy.

As they caught their breath, Izuku leaned forward and kissed Inko, his lips pressing against hers in a gentle, loving gesture. Inko smiled and kissed him back, her eyes shining with happiness and contentment.

Both of them huffed and puffed together, their mouths just barely touching, hot breath on each other. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, and Izuku could feel his heart still racing from their intense lovemaking.

"How was it, honey? Did you like mommy's breakfast time?" Inko asked.

"Yes. A million times yes," Izuku replied, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "We should do this more often."

"Of course, baby," Inko said, her hands softly cupping his cheeks and bringing him in closer for another searing kiss.

As they kissed, Inko told him what was on her mind. "We have the whole day, baby," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was thinking that we would try more stuff. I want to see what our kinks are. That was my whole idea this morning."

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise, but he was also intrigued. So that's what she wanted to do? He was down, he wanted to see what his mom's turn-ons were, other than hot incestuous fucking.

"I'm down for that," he said, his voice filled with excitement. He smiled, his eyes locked onto Inko's, and he could see the anticipation building up inside her.

Inko's face lit up with a smile, and she leaned in closer to him. "Good," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "I have a few ideas already. Let's get started, baby."

Izuku's heart skipped a beat as he wondered what Inko had in store for him. He was excited, nervous, and eager to explore their kinks together.

"Look up at me, Izuku," the older woman commanded, her voice firm and authoritative.

Izuku, on his knees, looked up at his mother, his eyes meeting hers. He was completely nude, his hands tied behind his back, and he felt a sense of vulnerability wash over him.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

"You need to be punished," Inko said, her voice serious and stern. Izuku gulped, feeling a sense of trepidation build up inside him.

It seemed that this was one of his mom's kinks, being a mistress into BDSM. She had even dressed up for the occasion, her body now adorned in a black leather outfit that clung to her sexy body tightly. Izuku's eyes couldn't help but be drawn to her, and his body responded visibly.

"Getting hard staring at your own mother?" Inko asked, her voice dripping with disdain. "What kind of son are you, Izuku Midoriya?"

Izuku felt a sense of shame wash over him, but he knew that this was all part of the game. "I'm a bad one," he replied, his voice filled with a sense of contrition.

Inko's expression didn't change, but her eyes seemed to gleam with excitement. "Hmpf. At least you know how disgusting you are," she said, licking her lips. "It's time for you to be punished."

Izuku felt a shiver run down his spine as Inko's words hung in the air. He knew that he was in for a wild ride, and he was both excited and terrified at the same time.

The woman slowly walked forward, her eyes fixed on Izuku's cock, which was hanging near the floor. She put one of her long black heels down in front of it, her foot inches away from his sensitive flesh.

"So big and disgusting," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "To think that my son would be such a pervert with this thing."

Her heel prodded his cock, which was now dripping with precum. Izuku felt a surge of pleasure at the touch, and he couldn't help but moan softly.

Inko looked at him with disgust, her expression a perfect mask of contempt. She pulled her foot back, and then lifted her leg, taking off the high heel that was clinging to it.

Her one foot gently sat on top of his dick, her toes rubbing all along his shaft. Izuku felt a wave of pleasure wash over him as she started to give him a footjob, something that he hadn't experienced before.

He was enjoying it so far, the gentle pressure of her toes on his cock sending shivers down his spine. Inko's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement as she watched him, her expression still a mask of disgust.

"Are you actually enjoying yourself, son?" she asked, her voice dripping with contempt. "Hopeless pervert."

Her foot came down harder, pressing his cock on the ground, but not too hard. Izuku could tell that she was still a soft and gentle woman underneath the act she was putting on, and he was grateful for that.

He moaned softly, his eyes locked on hers as he felt the pleasure build up inside him. He was loving every minute of this, and he couldn't wait to see what else his mom had in store for him.

Her toes squeezed around his dick in just the right way, and Izuku felt a surge of pleasure. It felt really good, and his precum leaked onto the floor as he struggled to contain himself.

The woman looked at him with disgust again, her expression a perfect mask of contempt. "Hmpf, still aroused by this?" she said, her voice dripping with disdain.

With a swift push of her foot, Izuku was now laying on his back, his body helpless to resist her. She stood over him, her foot pressed against his dick, pinning it against his lower abdomen.

She rubbed her foot up and down his hard cock, jerking him off with her feet. Izuku felt his pleasure build up to a crescendo, and he couldn't help but groan.

"Mom..." he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Inko's expression turned even more severe. "Calling out for mommy? You want mommy to let you cum? You can't cum without my permission!" she said, her voice firm and authoritative.

Just as Izuku was about to ejaculate, Inko took her foot off of his dick, leaving him panting and frustrated. He wanted to ask why she stopped, but he didn't want to invoke more of her fake wrath.

Instead, he lay there, his body trembling with unfulfilled desire, his eyes locked on Inko's face as he waited for her next move. He knew that he was completely at her mercy, and he was both excited and terrified to see what she would do next.

The woman got down on her knees and grabbed ahold of Izuku, swiftly turning him over to where he was flat on his stomach. "Now let's see here..." she said, adjusting his position a little more.

Izuku was now face down with his ass sticking up in the air, his cock dangling between his legs alongside his large testicles. He felt a sense of vulnerability wash over him as he realized he was completely at his mom's mercy.

"Still hard?" Inko asked, "We're going to fix that now."

The green-haired MILF grabbed ahold of her son's muscular rear and spread him open, exposing his most perverted spot. She watched his asshole pucker in front of her, which made her grin.

Izuku felt her leather gloves grasp ahold of his ass, her fingers digging deep into his flesh as she held him in place. Her other hand gently grabbed ahold of his cock and started stroking very slowly, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

He felt a sense of pleasure build up inside him as his mom's hands worked their magic on his body. He was trapped, helpless, and completely at her mercy, and yet he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation.

What was his mom going to do next? Was she going to take him to the next level, to push him beyond his limits and make him experience pleasures he never thought possible? Izuku's heart was racing with anticipation as he waited for his mom's next move.

Izuku squirmed under Inko's touch, his body tensing up as he realized what she was about to do. He wasn't sure he was ready yet, as nothing they had done so far had involved that spot. But Inko was determined, and she wasn't going to let him get away that easily.

She stuck a finger in her mouth to wetten it up, and then brought it back to Izuku's ass. But before she did any penetration, she smacked him on the ass, causing him to jolt in surprise.

"I can't remember the last time I gave you a spanking, Izuku," she said, she looked at the red handprint on his freckled bottom, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. "But as mommy said before, you need punishment."

Izuku let out a shaky breath as he felt one finger enter inside him. Inko dug deep, wiggling around and searching for something. He felt a surge of pleasure mixed with discomfort as she explored his insides.

He let out a soft moan when she stuck in another finger, both fingers massaging his insides in a slow, gentle motion. Her other hand stroked his cock faster, the sensation building up to a crescendo.

Izuku's body was on fire, his senses overwhelmed by the sensations that Inko was creating. He was trapped, helpless, and completely at her mercy, and yet he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation.

What was Inko going to do next? Was she going to take him to the next level, to push him beyond his limits and make him experience pleasures he never thought possible? Izuku's heart was racing with anticipation as he waited for his mom's next move.

Pulling both fingers out, Inko saw how wet they were, and a sly smile spread across her face. She licked her lips, getting her tongue ready for the next step.

Her tongue licked around the rim of Izuku's asshole, brushing against stray hairs and the wrinkles of his naughty place. Izuku shuffled underneath her touch, his body tensing up in anticipation, but Inko gave his butt another little smack, reminding him to stay still.

After a few more circles around his rim, her wet appendage slowly entered inside him. Her tongue dug deep, wiggling around inside his asshole, sending shivers down his spine. Izuku's eyes widened in surprise, and he let out a soft moan as he felt his body respond to the new sensation.

Both of Inko's hands grasped the cock under him, one hand stroking his cock as fast as she could, and the other squeezing his balls. Izuku breathed hard, his body trembling with pleasure. It felt so good, he felt his legs twitch and his cock throb, he wanted to cum so bad. His precum was dripping onto the floor beneath him, and he knew he was on the verge of a massive orgasm.

Inko's tongue continued to explore his asshole, her hands working his cock and balls in perfect sync. Izuku's body was on fire, his senses overwhelmed by the sensations that Inko was creating. He was trapped, helpless, and completely at her mercy, and yet he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation.

He was going to cum, and he was going to cum hard. Izuku's body tensed up, his muscles coiling in preparation for the impending explosion. He held his breath, waiting for the moment of release, as Inko's tongue and hands continued to work their magic on his body.

Inko's face was buried in Izuku's ass, her nose and mouth pressed right up against the heat of his two cheeks. Her saliva and his sweat mingled together, getting her face sticky and messy. A few stray anal hairs clung to her face, but she didn't care. She was too busy enjoying the sensation of being in control, of dominating her son and making him submit to her desires.

Izuku shook hard underneath her, his body trembling with pleasure. He was going to cum soon, and Inko could sense it. She unbuttoned her leather corset, letting her tits flop out, and used her supple bosom to wrap around his hot cock. She moved her tits up and down, giving him a titjob while eating his ass.

The young man couldn't take it anymore. "Agh!" he cried out, his body jolting with pleasure as he came hard. His cock exploded in between Inko's boobs, spraying her stomach and the floor with his cum.

Inko pulled out her tongue and smiled, feeling satisfied and content. She had tried out one of her kinks, being in complete control and dominating someone, and it had been a huge success. Izuku was absolutely putty in her hands, and she loved the feeling of power and control that came with it.

She looked down at her son, who was still shaking and trembling with pleasure. His eyes were closed, and his face was flushed with excitement. Inko smiled, feeling a sense of pride and ownership. She had claimed him, body and soul, and he was hers to do with as she pleased.

And as she looked at him, she knew that she would never let him go. He was hers, and she would do whatever it took to keep him.

"Did that feel good, baby?" Inko asked, her voice husky and seductive.

"Yes..." Izuku muttered, his eyes still closed as he tried to catch his breath.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "What do you want to do next?" she asked, her voice dripping with anticipation.

Izuku's eyes slowly opened, and he looked up at his mom with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I got one..." he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Inko's eyebrows raised in curiosity. "Oh? What's that, baby?" she asked, her voice encouraging him to share his idea.

Izuku's smile grew wider, and he leaned in closer to his mom. "I want to try a Paizuri."

Inko's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she leaned in closer to her son. "That sounds like a great idea, baby," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "Let's go get cleaned up and then we can play some more."

Inko was now sitting on the ground, her back pressed against the wall, and her hands held above her head by Izuku's firm grip. She was trapped, unable to move or escape, and she loved every minute of it.

Izuku's hard and throbbing cock was pressed between her glorious tits, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. She had just given him a titjob in their previous session, but he still wanted more, and she was happy to oblige.

Despite wearing a sexy bikini top, Inko's breasts were still able to provide the perfect cushion for Izuku's cock. The way the top clasped together her boobs made the space between them tighter, allowing Izuku's cock to thrust through with ease.

Izuku stood over her, his eyes fixed on the sight of his cock sliding up and down her chest. The tip bumped into her chin with every thrust, and Inko couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and pleasure.

She looked up at Izuku, her eyes locked on his, and she could see the lust burning within them. She knew that he was enjoying this, and she was happy to be able to provide him with the pleasure he sought.

As Izuku continued to thrust, Inko felt her own pleasure building up. She loved the feeling of being trapped and helpless, and she loved the way Izuku's cock felt between her breasts.

"Harder, baby," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of Izuku's heavy breathing. "Fuck my tits harder."

"Do you like fucking mommy's titties, baby?" Inko asked him.

"Yes," Izuku groaned, his eyes fixed on her breasts. "You have the most perfect pair of boobs, mom. I can't get enough of them."

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with pleasure. "Use them, Izu~ like I said, they're for you and only you."

She stuck out her tongue, and Izuku felt his hot helmet graze against the heat of her mouth. He stood above her, watching as she looked up at him with her tongue out, her eyes locked on his.

Every time he thrust into her makeshift tit pussy, his cock pressed against her wet appendage, sending shivers down his spine. Inko opened her mouth, letting her drool drip down to her cleavage, making her breasts even more slippery and inviting.

Now wet and slippery, Izuku's cock had an easier time sliding up and down her tits, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through his body. He groaned, his eyes fixed on Inko's breasts, as he continued to thrust into her, his cock sliding effortlessly between her wet and slippery tits.

Inko's eyes sparkled with pleasure, her tongue still out, as she watched Izuku's cock slide up and down her breasts. She was enjoying this, enjoying the feeling of her son's cock between her tits, and the way he looked at her with such desire and lust.

"More, baby," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of Izuku's heavy breathing. "Fuck mommy's titties more."

With another grunt, Izuku thrusted harder, his cock sliding up and down Inko's tits with increasing speed and intensity. Then, with a sudden soft push, he moved Inko to lay flat on her back on the living room floor. He was on his knees on either side of her, his dick in between her tits again.

"Sorry, mom, I need to finish like this."

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Don't worry, baby~ keep pushing that cock between my titties," she said, her voice encouraging him to continue.

Both of Izuku's muscled arms pressed her two tits together, his cock thrusting in between them harder and faster as he got close to cumming. Inko stuck her tongue out again, and Izuku's cock head touched the tip of her tongue with every thrust.

"So rough~ keep going, Izu, cum all over mommy's face," Inko said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Izuku's eyes widened in pleasure as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. "Agh! Fuck- mom- Ugh!" he cried out, his voice hoarse and desperate.

With one final thrust, Izuku pressed his cock hard to Inko's face, and then he ejaculated, his hot spunk covering her tits, getting in her neck, and drenching her face. Inko closed her eyes, a look of pure ecstasy on her face as she felt Izuku's cum splatter all over her.

As Izuku's cock continued to twitch and spasm, Inko opened her eyes and looked up at him, a smile spreading across her face. "Good boy, Izu," she said, her voice husky and seductive. "You're such a good boy."

The MILF smiled and licked the cum off her face, deliciously licking it up like a thick treat. She seemed to savor the taste, her eyes closing in pleasure as she cleaned her face.

"Did that feel good, Izu?"

"You have the best tits in the world, mom," Izuku replied, his voice filled with admiration. "Is there something you want to do now?"

Still lying on the floor, cum all over her face, Inko blushed and looked the other way. "It's kind of embarrassing to ask this..." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Izuku raised an eyebrow, curious about what could possibly embarrass his mom after all they had done together. "We've been having sex all day, what could embarrass you now?" he asked, his voice filled with amusement.

Inko took a deep breath before speaking. "I want- I want to worship your strong muscles..." she said, her voice filled with embarrassment.

Now it was Izuku's turn to blush. He hadn't expected his mom to ask something like that, but at the same time, it sounded kind of intriguing. Having a woman completely worship his body was a new experience, and he was curious to see what it would be like.

"Yeah, sure, let's clean up and I'll let you do your thing!" he said, trying to sound casual despite his growing excitement.

Inko's face lit up with a smile. "Thank you, Izu," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. She quickly got up and started cleaning up the mess they had made, her eyes sparkling with anticipation for what was to come.

Izuku stood in the middle of the living room, flexing his body, his muscles rippling beneath his skin. He was once again completely nude, his body on full display for his mom to admire.

He stood still, unmoving like a Greek statue, his eyes fixed on some point in front of him as he allowed his mom to worship his body.

Inko, on the other hand, was in heaven. She was rubbing her hands all along his chiseled body, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles. She touched his hard biceps, dragging her fingers up along his abs, and rubbing his muscled thighs.

"You're so strong, such a manly body," she whispered, her voice filled with awe and admiration.

Izuku's face remained impassive, but a hint of a smile played on his lips. "Are you enjoying yourself, mom?"

Inko's eyes sparkled with pleasure as she looked up at him. "I am," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She continued to rub her hands all over his body, her fingers exploring every nook and cranny.

As she touched him, Izuku could feel his body responding to her touch. His muscles flexed and relaxed, his skin tingling with pleasure. He felt like a god, worshipped and adored by his mom.

Inko's hands moved lower, her fingers tracing the contours of his cock. Izuku's eyes narrowed, his body tensing up in anticipation. He knew that his mom was going to make him feel good, and he was eager to see what she had in store for him.

She planted a kiss on his neck, then another on his collar, and then another on each of his individual abs. Izuku felt a shiver run down his spine as her lips touched his skin, sending waves of pleasure through his body.

He was on cloud nine, watching her worship him like this. It was an odd but thrilling experience thus far, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction at being the object of her desire.

As she continued to kiss and caress his body, Izuku felt his cock growing harder and harder, until it was standing at attention, throbbing with anticipation.

She was on her knees once again, her face up against his hard cock. She planted a quick kiss on his cock head, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin, sending a jolt of pleasure through his body.

And then, she did something that made Izuku's eyes widen in surprise. She put her face under his low-hanging balls, his large testicles resting on her face. She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, enjoying his manly scent.

He reached out, gently stroking her hair, feeling a sense of affection and gratitude towards her. "Mom, you're amazing," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own heavy breathing.

Inko didn't respond, too caught up in the moment, but she did look up at him, her eyes sparkling with adoration. And in that moment, Izuku knew that he was hers, completely and utterly hers.

Getting up, Inko asked her son a question, her eyes sparkling. "Izuku, could you get on the floor and flex one of your legs out for me?"

Izuku nodded, intrigued by her request. "Sure!" he replied, getting down on the floor and flexing one of his legs out in front of him.

In his new pose, one knee on the ground and the other sticking out and facing forward, Inko rested herself on top of his leg, her body straddling his thigh. She started rubbing herself on his leg, her hips moving back and forth in a slow, sensual motion.

"Oh, I like this," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heavy breathing.

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise as he watched his mom pleasure herself by riding his leg. It was one of the hottest things he had ever seen, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal at the sight.

He watched, mesmerized, as Inko's body moved up and down his leg, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and concentration. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly open, as if she was savoring the sensation of his leg against her pussy.

Izuku felt his cock growing harder and harder as he watched his mom ride his leg, and he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be inside her again. To feel her warm, wet pussy wrapped around his cock. He groaned softly, his body tense as he watched Inko continue to pleasure herself on his leg.

Riding his thigh like a cowgirl, she held on to his shoulders, looking at him lovingly. "Being held by a man who's big and strong is such a turn for my Izu. I can't describe it."

Riding his thigh like a cowgirl, Inko held on to Izuku's shoulders, looking at him lovingly. Her eyes sparkled with desire, and her face was flushed with pleasure. "Being held by a man who's big and strong is such a turn on for me, Izu," she whispered, her voice low and desperate. "I can't describe it."

Izuku smiled, his eyes locked on hers. "Good thing I'm right here, huh?" he replied, his voice low and teasing.

Inko's smile grew wider, and she rubbed herself on his leg faster, her hips moving in a frantic motion. Izuku watched as his thigh got wetter and wetter from her love juices that were seeping out from her arousal.

"Touch me," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heavy breathing.

Izuku's hands moved to her breasts, grabbing onto them and locking on tight. He rubbed them around, pinching her nipples and making her gasp with pleasure. Inko's eyes closed, and she threw her head back, her body arching in pleasure as Izuku's hands worked their magic on her breasts.

As he touched her, Izuku felt a surge of lust and possessiveness. He loved the way Inko's body responded to his touch, the way she seemed to melt into his hands. He wanted to make her feel good, to make her cum and scream his name.

Inko's body was trembling with pleasure, her legs shaking as she rode his thigh. Izuku's hands moved faster, his fingers pinching and rubbing her nipples in a frantic motion. He was getting close to making her cum, and he could feel his own orgasm building up inside him.

"Baby! Just like that, I'm- Oh!" Inko cried out, her body trembling with pleasure as she reached her climax.

A rush of fluid drenched Izuku's leg as he watched his mom cum from her rubbing. Still on his knee, she leaned against him, her body limp and relaxed.

"Thank you, Izu, I really wanted to do that," she whispered. "What do you want to do now?"

Izuku chuckled, "I want you to sit on my face with that perfect ass."

Inko's eyes sparkled with amusement. "You really like your mommy's butt that much?" she asked, her voice teasing.

Izuku shrugged, a grin spreading across his face. "Why wouldn't I?" he replied, his voice filled with admiration.

Inko laughed, a throaty sound that made Izuku smile. "Perfect answer," she said, her voice dripping with seduction.

Moving to the bedroom, Izuku laid flat on the bed, his head on a pillow. His mom, Inko, was crouching above him, her giant booty resting just right above his face, ready to plop down on him on his command.

It was a sight he loved, a full view of her damp pussy and pretty asshole. Her womanly scent was strong, and he loved the smell. He felt his cock twitching with excitement as he gazed up at her, his eyes drinking in the sight of her beautiful body.

Looking behind her, Inko saw Izuku enjoying himself, a smile spreading across his face as he took in the view. "Are you ready, Izu?"

No words were said as Izuku looked at her, smiling, and put a thumbs up. It was all the encouragement Inko needed. She slowly lowered herself down, her fat ass sitting on Izuku's face, her pussy perfectly placed where his mouth was.

Izuku closed his eyes, feeling his mom's warm, wet pussy against his mouth. His nose was pushed up against her backhole, smelling her naughty scent. He felt a surge of pleasure as he breathed in deeply, his tongue probing deep into her folds as he devoured her.

Inko moaned, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt Izuku's tongue against her pussy. She leaned back, her hands grasping the headboard as she rode his face, her giant booty bouncing up and down as she moved.

The room was filled with the sound of her heavy breathing, their bodies moving in perfect sync as they lost themselves in the pleasure of the moment. Izuku was in heaven, his face buried in his mom's beautiful ass, his tongue probing deep into her pussy.

Inko shivered as she felt Izuku's tongue slide inside between her damp lips. His wet appendage wiggled inside, making sure to touch everything in her leaking crevice. She felt a surge of pleasure as his tongue explored her depths, sending shivers down her spine.

All the while, Izuku was sniffing her asshole like a complete pervert. He had enjoyed doing it at the park that one day, and now he got to do it as much as he wanted inside his own home.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You like mommy's big ass?" she asked, giving herself a light smack on one of her cheeks. She sunk herself down on him further, hoping that he could manage to breathe.

Izuku's whole world was nothing but his mom's giant ass. His face was sticky with her womanly juices and scent, and he was loving every minute of it. He felt like he was drowning in her ass, and he didn't want to be saved.

As Inko sat on his face, Izuku's tongue continued to explore her depths, his nose sniffing out her asshole like a dog on the scent. He was a pervert, and he knew it, but he didn't care. He was too busy enjoying the ride, his face buried in his mom's beautiful ass.

Inko moaned, her body trembling with pleasure Izuku's tongue kept pleasing her pussy. She leaned back, her hands grasping the blankets as she rode his face, her giant booty bouncing up and down as she moved.

2 or 3 minutes later, Izuku gave his mom two light taps on her ass as a signal to get off. Inko lifted her thick cheeks off him, and she saw how wet and sticky his face was. She smiled, knowing that he had been enjoying himself.

But to her surprise, Izuku said, "I don't want you to stop, I just wanted to move my tongue to the other hole." Inko's eyes sparkled with excitement as she realized what he meant.

She licked her lips and grinned, her ass falling on him again. This time, she felt his tongue probing the entrance of her asshole, licking everywhere around her rim. Inko felt a surge of pleasure as Izuku's tongue explored her most dirty area.

As she sat on his face, Inko looked in front of her and saw how Izuku's cock was twitching. He was really enjoying this, wasn't he? She reached forward and grasped his cock, her hand wrapping around his hard prick.

She started giving him a soft handjob, softly stroking his hard prick up and down. She heard him moan from underneath her, a sign to keep going. Inko smiled, knowing that she was giving him exactly what he wanted.

As she stroked his cock, Inko felt Izuku's tongue probing deeper into her asshole, licking and sucking her rim. She felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, and she knew that she was getting close to cumming again.

Izuku's moans grew louder underneath her, and his body began to tense up. Inko knew that he was getting close to cumming too. She stroked his cock faster, her hand moving up and down in a smooth motion.

Inko was feeling good too, something about the way Izuku's tongue was sliding around inside her anus felt really good. She was getting close to cumming, and she could feel her body tensing up in anticipation.

Just then, Izuku's cock twitched once again, and she watched as the cum spurted up like a small geyser, covering her hands and his lower waist with the sticky white fluid. Inko smiled, knowing that she had made him cum.

Feeling her own orgasm coming, Inko unconsciously started riding Izuku's face hard, feeling everything his mouth had to give her. Her legs quivered and shook as she came, squirting all of her pussy juice on his face.

As she raised her bottom, Inko saw a goofy smile on Izuku's face. "Did you enjoy that?"

"Love your ass, mom," Izuku breathed out, gasping for air. "What do you want to do now?"

Inko thought for a moment, a seductive glint in her eye. "Well... I always wanted to try giving a lap dance," she said, her voice filled with excitement.

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise. "Lap dance?" he repeated, his voice filled with curiosity.

Inko nodded, her smile growing wider. "Yeah, I remember watching some women do it on videos online, and I want to see how I perform."

Izuku grinned, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Sounds good to me," he said, his voice filled with anticipation.

Inko squealed with excitement, her eyes shining with pleasure. She quickly got off the bed and started setting up the music, her body swaying to the beat as she prepared to give Izuku the lap dance of a lifetime.

Back in the living room, Izuku sat on the couch, his eyes fixed on his mom as she stood in front of him in her underwear and bra, complete with thigh highs and heels. She didn't have any fishnets lying around, but that didn't make her any less sexy.

Inko turned the lights off and turned on only a lamp, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere. She connected her phone to the TV via Bluetooth and turned on some soft jazz music, the smooth sounds filling the room.

She started by gyrating her hips in front of him, her sexy body moving side to side in a slow and seductive motion. She grabbed ahold of her tits and shook them in front of him, her eyes locked on his as she watched his reaction.

Izuku was still naked, and Inko watched with an amused grin as she saw him get hard again. She clearly had a effect on him, and she was determined to make the most of it.

As she danced, Inko's moves were calculated and sexy, each step and gesture designed to make Izuku more aroused. She had clearly practiced, and her confidence and poise only added to her allure.

Izuku's eyes were glued to his mom's body, his cock twitching with excitement as he watched her dance. He was entranced by her movements, his mind consumed by the desire to touch her, to feel her skin against his.

Inko's grin grew wider as she saw the effect she was having on her son. She was in control, and she knew it. She was the seductress, and Izuku was her willing victim.

As the music continued to play, Inko's dance became more intense, her movements more sensual. She was building up to a climax, and Izuku was right there with her, his body tense with anticipation.

The older woman turned her back to him and started shaking her ass, moving it back and forth for his enjoyment. Her two individual cheeks started clapping, the audible smacks of her ass making Izuku's cock twitch in arousal.

"Holy shit, mom..." Izuku breathed out, his eyes fixed on her ass as it shook and jiggled in front of him.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You like that, baby~"

She stopped and got closer to him, close enough to touch him. She was still doing a light sex dance for him, her body swaying to the music as she moved. She put one leg on the couch and put her large chest in front of her son's face.

Izuku was doing everything he could to not touch her, not immediately grab her and fuck her as hard as he could on the couch. He was trying to savor the moment, to enjoy the tease and the anticipation.

But Inko had other plans. She grabbed him by his green curls and pushed his face into her chest, jiggling her tits around as she did so. Izuku took it all in, his mouth and nose buried in her cleavage as he motorboated her tits.

The sensation was incredible, and Izuku felt himself getting lost in the moment. He was surrounded by his mom's warm, soft flesh, and he couldn't get enough of it. He sucked and licked her tits, his tongue probing deep into her cleavage as he devoured her.

Inko moaned, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt her son's mouth on her tits. She was loving every minute of this, and she knew that Izuku was too. She was in control, and she was going to make the most of it.

She whispered seductively into his hair, "You can touch mommy, baby~" Her voice was warm and inviting, and Izuku couldn't resist the temptation.

He slowly ran his hands up along her body, his fingers edging on the entrance of her pussy outside her panties. His hands roamed around her rear end and waist, and she continued to dance on top of him, her body swaying to the music.

As she danced, her body slowly turned and rested on his lap. His hard cock was sitting between her ass cheeks, and she slowly and sensually moved up and down, giving him a butt job. Izuku's eyes widened in pleasure as he felt her warm, soft flesh enveloping his cock.

He used all his willpower to not cum, everything about this was super erotic and he couldn't control himself. He was on the edge, his body tense with anticipation, as he watched his mom's ass move up and down on his lap.

Inko's eyes sparkled with amusement as she saw the look on her son's face. She knew she had him right where she wanted him, and she was going to milk it for all it was worth. She continued to move up and down, her ass cheeks clenching and unclenching around his cock, driving him wild with unbound lust.

Izuku's hands were on her hips, guiding her movements as she rode him. He was lost in the moment, his senses overwhelmed by the sight and feel of his mom's body. He was in heaven, and he never wanted it to end.

As the music continued to play, Inko's movements became more intense, her body moving faster and faster as she rode Izuku's lap. He was on the edge, his body tense with anticipation, as he waited for the inevitable. He was going to cum, and he was going to cum hard.

But to keep up with the teasing, Inko stopped moving, stopping Izuku from achieving orgasm. He groaned in frustration, his body tense with anticipation.

"You tease..." he whispered.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "This will only end with you cumming deep inside your mommy's pussy," she said seductively, her voice dripping with promise.

She slid her panties aside and slowly inserted his cock, Izuku moaning in pleasure as he felt her warm, wet flesh envelop him.

Izuku laid back on the couch, letting Inko do all the work. The soft, wet sounds of sex, the soft jazz music, and their moans were the only things audible, creating a sensual and intimate atmosphere.

Inko moved up and down faster, her body swaying to the music as she rode Izuku's cock. He placed one of his hands on her ass and grasped it hard, giving her a light smack as he watched her ass jiggle from his touch.

Inko moaned, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt the sting of his slap. She moved faster, her hips pumping up and down as she rode Izuku's cock, her ass cheeks clenching and unclenching around him.

Izuku's eyes were fixed on her ass, watching as it moved up and down, the sight driving him wild. He was on the edge, his body tense with anticipation, as he waited for the inevitable. He was going to cum, and he was going to cum hard.

Inko's movements became more intense, her body moving faster and faster as she rode Izuku's cock. She was in control, and she was going to make the most of it. She was going to make Izuku cum, and she was going to make him cum deep inside her pussy.

"Turn around, mom," Izuku whispered.

Inko raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips. "Why, baby?" she asked, her voice teasing.

Izuku's eyes locked on hers, his gaze burning with intensity. "I want to look at you while we have sex," he said, his voice filled with longing.

Inko's smile grew wider, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, you sweet boy..." she whispered, her voice dripping with affection.

She stopped temporarily and readjusted herself to face him, her body moving in a slow, sensual motion. The two of them locked eyes, their gazes burning with desire and affection.

And then, Inko swung her arms around Izuku's neck and pulled him into a loving kiss. Their tongues explored each other's mouths, their lips moving in perfect sync.

Izuku's hands pulled Inko's bra down, and he played with her nipples, his fingers teasing and caressing her sensitive flesh. It was a pure honeymoon moment, the two lovers lost in their own little world of passion.

As they kissed and made love, the world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own private universe of pleasure and affection. It was a moment of pure bliss, a moment that neither of them would ever forget.

Their bodies moved in perfect sync, their hips pumping and grinding as they made love. Inko's eyes were closed, her face tilted upwards in ecstasy, as Izuku's lips and tongue explored her mouth and neck.

It was a moment of pure passion, a moment of pure love.

"I'm going to cum soon, mom."

Inko's eyes sparkled with excitement as she whispered back in his ear, "Put it deep inside me. Fill your mommy with all your cum."

Her sexy talk always made Izuku more horny, and he started thrusting inside her, their bodies moving in a sensual rhythm. He held her waist and pulled her down hard, trying to get his dick as far as he could inside her.

As he came hard, his cum overflowing inside her, Izuku felt a rush of pleasure and satisfaction. His cock still rested inside her, but the cum still flowed out, a testament to the intensity of their lovemaking.

They lip-locked in another kiss, a trail of saliva between them as they savored the moment. Inko's eyes sparkled with happiness as she asked, "Did you enjoy that?"

Izuku nodded, his face still flushed with pleasure. "That was amazing, everything you did was so sexy," he whispered, his voice filled with admiration.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Anything else you want to do, Izuku?" she asked him.

Izuku's eyes locked on hers, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Yes, but we're going to wait until it gets dark outside," he whispered, his voice filled with anticipation.

Inko's smile grew wider, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I'll wait," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing.

As they pulled away from each other, Inko kissed him again, her lips soft and gentle. "Let's have some lunch first," Izuku suggested, his voice filled with practicality.

Inko nodded, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Sounds like a plan."

As they got up from the couch, Izuku's eyes locked on Inko's body, his gaze burning with intensity. He knew that this was just the beginning of their day together, and he couldn't wait to see what the night had in store for them.

"Izuku, this is embarrassing..." Inko whispered, her voice barely audible as she looked around nervously.

The sky was dark from the night, and the park was deserted, except for the two of them. Izuku pulled the leash that was in his hand, the leash connected to a collar that was around his mom's neck.

In a degenerate act of perversion, Izuku was taking his mom for a walk like a dog. He was still wearing normal street clothes, but his mom's outfit was a different story altogether.

The only thing Inko was wearing was the collar, a brown trench coat, and heels. She was completely naked underneath, and the thought of it made her blush with embarrassment.

But despite her initial reservations, Inko couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the sheer audacity of what they were doing. She had always been a bit of a wild child, and this was definitely a new level of kinkiness for her.

As they walked through the park, Izuku pulled on the leash, guiding Inko along the path. She stumbled slightly, her heels clicking on the pavement as she struggled to keep up with him.

"Izuku, slow down," she whispered. "I don't want to trip and fall."

Izuku chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Don't worry, mom," he said, his voice low and teasing. "I've got you on a short leash. You're not going anywhere."

Inko rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but smile at the sheer cheekiness of her son. She was having fun, despite herself, and she knew that this was just the beginning of a very interesting night.

They were kind of risking it all again, being out in such a public space like this. The only lights were the streetlamps and the city skyline in the distance, but it was enough to make Inko feel a sense of unease.

"Let's stop here, mom," Izuku said.

Both of them were directly under a streetlight, its warm yellow glow shining down on them. Inko felt a sense of trepidation, knowing that they were under direct light and anyone with eyes could see what they were doing.

"Are you sure about this, baby?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She was kind of nervous, and her eyes darted around, searching for any sign of movement or people watching.

But Izuku didn't say anything. He just pulled the leash tight, his eyes fixed on her with a hungry gaze. He got up right behind her and opened her jacket, exposing her busty naked form to the cool night air.

Inko felt a shiver run down her spine as the cold air hit her skin. She wanted to say something, to protest or to tell him to stop, but she couldn't. This whole thing was a thrilling experience, and her body was responding to it in ways she couldn't control. Her pussy was wet, and her nipples were getting hard, and she felt a sense of excitement and anticipation.

Her son started openly molesting her under the warm lighting, tugging on her nipples and licking her neck. Inko melted into his touch, letting him have his way with her. She felt a sense of surrender, of giving herself over to him completely, and it was a feeling that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

As they stood there, under the streetlight, Inko felt like she was on display, like she was a prize to be won or a trophy to be shown off.

It was a strange and conflicting feeling, but it was one that she couldn't deny. She was turned on, and she was loving every minute of it.

Her son's hands were all over her, one hand stayed on her breast, tugging on her nipple, while another reached down and slid a finger into her wet snatch, digging its way inside and causing her juices to leak down the side of her legs.

Inko's eyes were closed, her mouth shut tight, not wanting to let out any lewd noises that might bring any potential attention. Her chest moved up and down heavily, her breathing ragged and uneven.

Her son kept playing with her body, his fingers probing deep inside her, causing her legs to shake in place. Her love juices were getting all over the concrete, a puddle forming beneath her feet.

Izuku pulled the collar tighter, his mouth up against her ear. "You're such a slut, mom," he whispered, his voice low and deep. "Letting your son do this to you, treating you like a pet. Be a good bitch for me."

His words were like a trigger, causing Inko to cum hard. She squirted all over the ground, her body shaking and trembling with pleasure. She leaned back against him, her eyes still closed, no moans came out, but shaky breaths escaped her lips.

Izuku's grip on the collar tightened, his mouth still against her ear. "You're mine, mom," he whispered, his voice filled with possessiveness. "You're my pet, my slut, my everything."

Inko's body was still shaking, her breathing ragged, but she nodded, her head moving up and down in agreement. She was his, completely and utterly his. And she knew that she would do anything for him, anything to please him, to make him happy.

As they stood there, under the streetlight, Inko felt a sense of surrender, of giving herself over to her son completely. She was his pet, his plaything, and she was happy to be so. She was happy to be used by him, to be treated like a slut, to be his everything.

"Good girl," Izuku said, his voice filled with approval.

"I'm a good girl, yes," Inko replied, her voice submissive.

"Let's keep going on our walk," Izuku said, taking her coat and putting it over his shoulder. Inko was completely naked in the open now, but she didn't care. She proudly strutted behind him, her head held high and her breasts bouncing with each step.

The two of them walked down the park trail, their bodies illuminated by the moon and the occasional street lamp. The cool night air caressed Inko's skin, but she didn't feel cold. She felt alive, free, and utterly submissive to her son's desires.

Izuku looked back at his mom every once in a while, a grin spreading across his face. He loved the way she looked, naked and proud, her breasts bouncing with each step. He loved the way she walked, her hips swaying and her legs striding confidently behind him.

Inko, on the other hand, was lost in her own little world. She was a good girl, and she was doing what her son wanted her to do. She was proud to be his pet.

As they walked, Inko's hands came up to cup her breasts, holding them gently as she moved.

The two of them continued their walk, their bodies moving in sync as they strolled through the park.

Suddenly Izuku heard two voices coming, pulling his mom close the both of them ran into hiding. As the two strangers walked by, their voices grew louder and more distinct. Inko and Izuku exchanged a surprised glance, their eyes wide with recognition.

"Taking your mom out this late at night? Such a charmer brat," one of the voices said, the tone dripping with sarcasm.

"No shit, we're doing this at night. If we did it during the day, fuckers would start asking questions," the other voice replied, the tone equally as sarcastic.

Inko and Izuku's eyes locked onto each other, their minds racing with the realization of who these two strangers were.

"Shit, well I'm enjoying my time with you, you handsome boy," the first voice said, the tone now dripping with flirtation.

"Your God damn right I'm handsome, and I get to spend my time with the hottest bitch ever," the second voice replied, the tone equally as arrogant.

As the two strangers walked by, Inko and Izuku caught a glimpse of their faces. Their eyes widened in shock as they realized that it was none other than Mitsuki Bakugo, Katsuki's mother, and Katsuki Bakugo himself.

Inko's hand flew to her mouth, her eyes wide with surprise. "Are those two...?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.

As the conversation between Katsuki and Mitsuki continued, the Midoriyas watched in awe, their eyes wide with surprise and fascination.

"Keep up with that sweet talk and this bitch is going to have to show you a good time," Mitsuki said, her tone low and sultry.

Katsuki reached around her waist and grabbed a handful of her fat ass. "Oh yeah? Get to watch this dumptruck bounce on my fucking dick all night again?" he asked, his voice filled with excitement.

Mitsuki laughed, her voice throaty and sensual. "If you keep calling me sexy, it will. I'm down to fuck right now, actually."

Katsuki hesitated, his eyes scanning the surrounding area. "Not doing it in a fucking park," he said, his voice firm.

Mitsuki raised an eyebrow, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Why not? I've seen plenty of people fuck each other around here," she said, her voice teasing.

Katsuki scowled, his face reddening with embarrassment. "I'm not a fucking degenerate," he muttered.

Mitsuki chuckled, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh? Having sex in the park is where you draw the line, but fucking your own mother almost every day isn't?" she asked, her eyes glinting with amusement.

Katsuki's face turned bright red, his eyes flashing with anger. "Whatever," he muttered.

Mitsuki laughed, "I'm just saying, brat, your mom is always open for trying new things."

Katsuki's eyes narrowed, his face twisted in a scowl. "I'll fucking think about it."

Mitsuki grinned, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Kat thinking for once, that's new," she said, her voice teasing.

Katsuki's face reddened with anger, his eyes flashing with desire. "I'm fucking you extra hard tonight," he growled.

"Because I'm teasing you? I'll keep it up then," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

As the conversation continued, the Midoriyas watched in stunned silence, their minds reeling with the implications of what they were seeing. So Katsuki and Mitsuki were also in an incestuous relationship, just like them.

Guess they weren't the only freaks around here, Izuku thought, a wry smile spreading across his face. It was a pretty good feeling, knowing that they weren't alone in their depravity.

As they watched Katsuki and Mitsuki disappear into the distance, the Midoriyas emerged from their hiding spot, their faces still filled with surprise and amusement.

"Who knew, mom? Kacchan and auntie are doing it too," Izuku said, his voice filled with wonder.

Inko chuckled, a sly smile spreading across her face. "Fufu~ guess we're not the only weirdos around here," she said playfully.

Inside her head, Inko made a mental note to talk to Mitsuki later about their relationship. She was curious to know more about how they had started, and how they had managed to keep it a secret for so long.

Izuku, meanwhile, seemed to have already moved on from the surprise. "Let's keep going, mom," he said, pulling on the leash again.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She followed him, her naked body swaying as she walked, her breasts bouncing with each step.

As they continued their walk, the Midoriyas couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and liberation. They were no longer alone in their desires, and they knew that they had found a new sense of freedom in their relationship.

"Let's try something different, walk on your hands and knees, mom," Izuku said, his voice filled with excitement.

Inko didn't say anything, but she immediately dropped down onto her hands and knees, her body moving into a crawling position. She looked up at Izuku, her eyes sparkling with a mix of embarrassment and thirst.

Izuku walked side by side with his "pet" on a late night stroll, his eyes fixed on her naked body as she crawled along beside him. He pulled out his phone and took a few shots of his mom, capturing her in all her naked glory.

Inko blushed and looked away from the camera, her face reddening with embarrassment. But she didn't stop crawling, her body moving steadily along the ground as she followed Izuku.

"Are you a good girl?" Izuku asked her, running his hand through her hair as he walked beside her.

Inko leaned into his touch, her eyes closing in pleasure as his fingers stroked through her hair. "I'm a good girl!" she exclaimed.

Izuku smiled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. He loved seeing his mom like this, naked and submissive, crawling along beside him like a pet. It was a thrill unlike any other, and he couldn't get enough of it.

As they continued their stroll, Izuku couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and ownership. His mom was his, and he was hers.

"You're the best girl in the world, mom," he whispered, his voice filled with affection.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with happiness. She knew that she was loved, and that was all that mattered. She continued to crawl along beside Izuku, her body moving steadily along the ground as they enjoyed their late night stroll together.

As Inko crawled along beside Izuku, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the way she was being treated. Being treated like a pet was such an unexpected turn on for her, and she found herself enjoying the feeling of submission and surrender that came with it.

She had liked the light bondage mistress thing she had done earlier that day, but somehow this pet play was more perverted, more taboo, and more exciting. There was something about being treated like an animal, about being reduced to a mere pet, that spoke to another deep-seated desire within her.

As she crawled along, her naked body exposed to the cool night air, Inko felt a sense of freedom and release that she had never truly experienced before. She was no longer in any control, no longer the dominant one, and it was a feeling that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

Izuku's hand in her hair, guiding her and controlling her, was a constant reminder of her submission, and she found herself craving more of it. She wanted to be treated like a pet, to be used and played with, to be at Izuku's mercy.

As they continued their stroll, Inko's mind was filled with thoughts of what other perverted things they could do together. She wanted to explore this new side of herself, to see how far she could go, and to experience the thrill of being treated like a pet.

She looked up at Izuku, her eyes lit with fire, and saw that he was watching her with a knowing glint in his eye. He knew exactly what she was thinking, and he was happy to oblige.

Inko's heart skipped a beat as she realized that she was in for a wild ride, one that would take her to the depths of her own desires and beyond. And she couldn't wait to see what other perverted delights Izuku had in store for her.

"Lie on your back," Izuku commanded, his voice firm but gentle.

At his command, Inko turned over like an actual dog, putting her hands up like a pounce waiting to be petted. She even stuck her tongue out for him, her eyes sparkling with a mix of playfulness and lust.

Izuku grinned, his eyes gleaming with amusement and arousal. He reached down to "pet" her, his hands grabbing her tits and pulling on her nipples. His hand slid down her belly, his fingers rubbing her clit and sliding inside her leaking pussy.

Under his touch, Inko cooed and moaned, her body arching up to meet his fingers. She wanted him to keep doing this to her, to keep touching her and making her feel like a pet.

Izuku chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers as he continued to touch her. He held the leash and his phone in the same hand, taking more pictures of her as she lay there, wanting to save them for later.

Inko's eyes fluttered closed as she let herself get lost in the sensation of his touch. She felt like a pet, a plaything for Izuku to use and enjoy. And she loved every minute of it.

As Izuku continued to touch her, Inko's moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure. She was on the verge of cumming, and she knew that Izuku was going to make her feel even more amazing.

With a few more strokes of his fingers, Inko's body convulsed, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she came. She let out a loud moan, her eyes flying open as she looked up at Izuku.

He was grinning at her, his eyes sparkling with amusement and arousal. "Good girl," he whispered.

Inko smiled, her eyes sparkling with happiness. She knew that she was a good girl, and she was happy to be Izuku's pet.

But there was one last thing Izuku wanted to do before they started making their way home. He looked at his mom with a naughty look in his eye, and she knew exactly what he was thinking.

"Isn't there one more thing you need to do before we finish our walk, mom?"

Inko knew what he was talking about. He had asked her if she was comfortable with it before they went out, and her response had been "let's just see how it plays out first." But now, she was horny and loved being his pet, so she was more than willing.

Getting back on all fours, she crawled under the nearest streetlight, knowing that he needed the best lighting for what he had in mind. She lifted one of her legs like a dog, and Izuku pulled out his phone to capture a video of this depraved moment.

"Ahhh..." A hot stream of golden fluid left her body, defiling the streetlamp and getting all over the concrete below. Izuku licked his lips as he watched his mom piss like an animal, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

When she was done, she looked at him and grinned. "Did I do good, baby?"

"More than good," Izuku replied, his eyes never leaving hers. He had gotten the video he wanted, and now there was just one very last thing he needed.

Izuku pulled down his pants and freed his cock in the cool night air, knowing what Inko had to do. Without hesitation, she wasted no time and got to sucking, her mouth wrapping around his cock as she began to blow him.

Izuku's eyes closed in ecstasy as he felt his mom's warm mouth around his cock, her tongue licking and sucking him with abandon. He knew that this was the perfect ending to their depraved night out, and he was grateful to have such a willing and submissive mom.

Her lips latched around the pink tip of his cock, and she started bobbing up and down, her mouth moving in a smooth, practiced motion. Izuku thrust into her mouth, pulling her leash and holding her head, his hands grabbing her hair roughly.

He came quickly, his hot semen flowing down her gullet and directly into her stomach. Inko swallowed eagerly, feeling a sense of satisfaction and contentment. She had given her son a nice release, and now she was being rewarded with a warm, comforting feeling in her belly.

As Izuku's orgasm subsided, he pulled out of her mouth, and Inko looked up at him, still on her knees. She smiled softly, her eyes shining with a warm, loving light.

Izuku's hand ran through her hair, cupping her cheek softly. He looked at her with a gentle, affectionate expression, his eyes filled with gratitude and love.

"Let's go home," he told her.

The night ended like it usually did between them when they spent the day together, with more lovey-dovey sex in the bedroom. Inko laid on her back, her legs wrapped tightly around her son's waist as he thrust into her in the missionary position.

Her arms were around his big, strong shoulders, pulling him in close for a deep kiss every couple of seconds. Their lips met in a passionate, sloppy kiss, their tongues tangling together as they devoured each other.

"Did you enjoy your day, mom?" Izuku asked, his voice shaking with breath as he continued to thrust into her.

Inko's eyes sparkled with excitement as she replied, "Yes! I had so much fun~ being your personal pet was the highlight of my day!"

"You like being my bitch!?"

Inko's face flushed with pleasure as she replied, "Yes! I love being your bitch! Fuck me harder!"

She pulled him in for another intense lip lock, trying to swallow all of his hot spit while he fucked her pussy.

"I want to do more!" Inko exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement and anticipation.

Izuku grinned, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "You come up with some ideas and I'll do them! Anything for you, mom!"

Inko smiled, her eyes shining with love and adoration. "Of course, baby!"

As they continued to fuck, Izuku's body began to tense up, his muscles straining with effort. "Agh! Fuck- take it!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with passion and want.

He came hard inside her, another thick creampie to add to their growing number. Inko's body shook and trembled with pleasure, her pussy clenching around his cock as she felt his hot semen fill her up.

Both of them laid together in afterglow, basking in each other's warmth. Izuku leaned in and gave Inko another sweet kiss, his lips gentle and loving.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

"I love you too," Inko replied, her voice barely audible.

They snuggled up together, their bodies wrapped tightly around each other as they drifted off to sleep, lost in their own little world of love and lust.

Elsewhere...

"Fucking take it, bitch!" Katsuki Bakugo thrust his hard cock deep into his mother at an unrelenting pace, his hips pistoning into her with a fierce intensity.

Mitsuki moaned into the pillow below, her face down and her ass sticking up in the air, her noises barely audible to Katsuki above. Her body was slick with glycerine, a result of her quirk, and her wet skin shined in the dim light of the room. The woman's butt covered in red marks from where he had been repeatedly slapping her.

Katsuki's hand was still clawed onto her ass, his fingers digging deep into her flesh as he continued to thrust into her. His other hand was in her hair, keeping her head down and her face pressed into the pillow.

This was the usual for them. Katsuki was as rough in the bedroom as he was in normal everyday life, and Mitsuki had grown accustomed to his brutal and unrelenting pace. She loved the way he took control, the way he dominated her and made her feel like a submissive, helpless woman.

As Katsuki continued to thrust into her, Mitsuki's moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure. She loved the way he made her feel, the way he took her to the edge of pain and pleasure and pushed her over the edge.

"Going to fucking bust inside you, fucking bitch!" Katsuki exclaimed.

He pulled Mitsuki up and wrapped his arm around her neck, pulling her close as his mouth pressed against her ear. "Going to fill you with my fucking cum! You ready, bitch!?"

Mitsuki gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with excitement. "Doing it! Keep fucking your momma!"

Katsuki's eyes gleamed with excitement as he came deep inside her, a thick creampie pouring into her super tight pussy. Mitsuki's body trembled with pleasure, her eyes closing in ecstasy as she felt his hot semen fill her up.

"I love it when you fuck me like that, baby," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Katsuki grinned, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Because I fuck like a king, you hag!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with pride and arrogance. "Come here!"

He turned Mitsuki's head around and pulled her in for a fierce kiss, their tongues battling for dominance. The kiss was intense and passionate, their lips locked together in a fierce, possessive gesture.

As they broke apart for air, Mitsuki and Katsuki laid together in afterglow, their wild night over. Mitsuki snuggled up to Katsuki's side, making sure to put her giant tits in his face.

"These funbags are amazing pillows," Katsuki whispered, his eyes closing in contentment.

Mitsuki chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, they're your pillows."

Katsuki grinned, his eyes still closed. "Yeah, it's the fucking best. I'm fucking beat, goodnight."

Mitsuki smiled, her eyes closing as she leaned in to kiss his cheek. "Goodnight to you, sweetie," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

As they drifted off to sleep, unbeknown to them, another mother-son couple were also sleeping together, their bodies entwined in a loving, passionate embrace. Inko and Izuku Midoriya were wrapped in each other's arms, their love and desire for each other burning bright, even in their sleep.

Chapter Text

Several Months Ago...

"Your father and I are getting a divorce," Mitsuki said, her voice shaking with emotion.

Katsuki Bakugou, who was slumped in his chair in the living room, suddenly rose up from his chair in shock. His eyes widened in surprise, and his face turned red with anger.

"The fuck!? Why!?" he exclaimed, his voice loud and furious.

Mitsuki took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "I... I recently found out that..." She paused, taking another deep breath before continuing. "That your father has been having an affair."

Katsuki's loud attitude died down immediately, replaced by a dead, serious tone. "He what," he said, his voice low and menacing.

Mitsuki shut her eyes tight, still trying to come to terms with what was happening. "I thought that he was working late shifts to support us more, even though I knew he didn't have to," she said, her voice filled with pain and betrayal. "Now I know the reason. He's been seeing a much younger girl, a coworker, little older than you, early 20s."

Katsuki felt like he was about to explode, his anger and rage boiling over. His hands, which were gripping his pants, started sizzling, turning the fabric black where his palms were. He was on the verge of losing control, his emotions overwhelming him.

"Where is he?" Katsuki asked, his voice cold and deadly.

Mitsuki shook her head. "Not here. I called a company to come get his things. I don't want him here."

Katsuki's face turned red with rage. "I fucking want him here! I'm gonna fucking kill him," he exclaimed, his voice filled with fury and hatred.

Mitsuki's eyes snapped open, and she looked at Katsuki with a mixture of concern and fear. "Katsuki, no! You can't hurt him," she said, trying to calm him down.

But Katsuki was beyond reason. He was consumed by his anger and rage, and he wanted revenge. He wanted to hurt his father, to make him pay for what he had done. And he was willing to do whatever it took to make that happen.

"Your the reason I don't want him here, because I know what you will do to him," Mitsuki said, her voice shaking with emotion.

Katsuki's face twisted in anger, his eyes blazing with fury. "Your God damn right! Cheating on you with some other fucking whore when he has you!? What the fuck is he thinking!? Fucking faggot ass!" he exclaimed, his voice rising to a shout.

Mitsuki's eyes welled up with tears as she watched her son's outburst. "Katsuki, please calm down," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

But Katsuki was beyond reason. He was up and pacing back and forth in front of her now, his movements agitated and restless. "Calm down!?" he repeated, his voice incredulous. "How am I supposed to calm down!? Fucking old man- why-!? I don't fucking- how are you calm!?"

Mitsuki's voice cracked as she spoke, her words trembling with emotion. "I'm trying to stay calm. I want to scream, I want to throw something but... I just," she paused, her voice breaking. "I just don't understand..."

As she spoke, Mitsuki's body began to shake, her shoulders heaving with sobs. Tears streamed down her face, and her voice was reduced to a mere whisper.

Katsuki watched, frozen in shock, as his mother broke down in front of him. It was a rare sight, one that he had never seen before. He could only count on one hand the number of times he had seen his mom cry, and he didn't need all his fingers to do it.

Katsuki's arms wrapped slowly around his mother, his movements awkward but genuine. He didn't say anything, unsure of what to say or how to comfort her. But he couldn't just stand there and watch her break down, either.

As soon as his arms were around her, Mitsuki clung to him, holding onto him for life as she bawled her eyes out. Her body shook with sobs, her tears spilling everywhere as she wailed in despair.

"Did all those years mean nothing...? All this time and he just..." she sobbed, her voice cracking with emotion. "I love him, Katsuki! Why would he do this to me!?"

Katsuki's face twisted in a mixture of anger and sadness as he listened to his mother's words. He didn't know how to answer her, didn't know how to make her feel better. All he could do was hold her, offer her what little comfort he could as she cried her heart out.

He felt a surge of anger towards his father, towards the man who had caused his mother so much pain. He wanted to hurt him, to make him pay for what he had done. But for now, he just held his mother, letting her cry and vent her emotions as he stood there, silent and supportive.

As Mitsuki continued to sob, Katsuki's arms tightened around her, holding her close as he tried to absorb some of her pain. He didn't know how to fix things, didn't know how to make her feel better. But he was there for her, and that was all that mattered.

The divorce was a long and awful process, dragging on for several months and involving numerous annoying meetings to work out the details. But in the end, Masaru got nothing out of it, his infidelity and betrayal of Mitsuki's trust ultimately costing him everything.

He tried to push for split custody of Katsuki, but his son made it fundamentally clear that he didn't want to see him or have anything to do with him. Katsuki's anger and hurt towards his father still lingered, and he refused to forgive him for what he had done.

As a result, Masaru's attempts at split custody were denied, and Mitsuki was granted full custody of Katsuki. The two of them were finally able to move on with their lives, free from the toxic influence of Masaru's infidelity.

In the end, everything returned to a sense of normalcy, except for the fact that Katsuki no longer had a father figure in his life, and Mitsuki was no longer married. But despite this, they were both better off without Masaru, and they were finally able to start healing and moving on from the pain he had caused them.

Masaru, on the other hand, was left to deal with the consequences of his actions. He was a quiet man, and his infidelity had been a shocking revelation to those who knew him. But in the end, his quiet nature meant that nothing really changed for him. He simply faded away, a shadow of the man he once was, his reputation forever tarnished by his own selfish desires.

Katsuki didn't give a shit about what happened to his father. Any love or affection he had once felt for him had vanished over the months during the divorce proceedings. The pain and anger he had felt towards his father's infidelity had slowly turned to indifference, and now he couldn't care less about what happened to him.

Last he heard, his father was leaving the country with the woman he had been cheating with. Katsuki's response was a simple "good fucking riddance." He was glad to be rid of him, glad to have him out of his life for good.

As far as Katsuki was concerned, his father was dead to him. He had no interest in ever seeing or speaking to him again, and he was happy to have his mother all to himself. The two of them had been through a lot together, and Katsuki was determined to take care of her and make sure she was happy.

He didn't need his father in his life, and he was better off without him. Katsuki was a strong and independent person, and he knew that he could handle anything that came his way. He didn't need his father's guidance or support, and he was happy to be free of his toxic influence.

So, as his father left the country with his new lover, Katsuki couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. He was finally free of the man who had caused him and his mother so much pain, and he was ready to move on with his life.

While Katsuki had easily moved on from the divorce, his mother, Mitsuki, was struggling to cope with the aftermath. Katsuki knew his mom's personality, she was loud and explosive, just like him. He had inherited those traits from her, and he knew that she was usually a force to be reckoned with.

But over the past few months, Mitsuki had changed. She was more quiet now, didn't yell as much, and always seemed to be in a slump. Katsuki had been patient, letting her grieve and process her emotions, but it was starting to take a toll on him.

He couldn't stand seeing her like this, sitting on the couch day after day, watching TV and rotting away. Or, worse, drinking herself unconscious late at night. It was like she had given up on life, and it was breaking Katsuki's heart.

He missed the old Mitsuki, the one who was full of life and energy, the one who would yell and scream and fight for what she wanted. He missed the mom who would push him to be his best, who would challenge him and support him.

But now, it seemed like that person was gone, replaced by a shell of a woman who was struggling to find her way. Katsuki didn't know how to help her, didn't know how to bring her back from this dark place.

All he knew was that he couldn't stand seeing her like this, and he was determined to do something about it. He was going to find a way to help his mom, to bring her back to life, no matter what it took.

Katsuki walked into the living room, his eyes fixed on his mom's lifeless form on the couch. He hated seeing her like this, and he was determined to do something about it. He had tried to comfort her before, but he was terrible at it. This time, he had a different plan.

"Hey hag," he said, using a nickname he hadn't used in a while. He knew it would get her attention, and it did.

Mitsuki looked up at him, her eyes expressionless. But as she took in his stylish outfit - blue jeans, boots, and a brown leather jacket - a hint of curiosity sparked in her eyes.

"Katsuki?" she asked, her voice a little stronger than it had been in weeks.

"Get dressed," Katsuki said, his voice firm but gentle. "I'm taking you downtown to get a bite."

Mitsuki looked at him, surprised. "What?" she asked, her voice a little more animated now.

Katsuki sighed, his patience wearing thin. "God damn it, mom. Go put something nice on. I'm tired of seeing you like this, and I want to cheer you up with some fucking food."

Mitsuki felt her heart thump at his words. No one had taken her out or tried to cheer her up in months. She looked at Katsuki, and for the first time in a long time, she saw a glimmer of hope.

"Okay, I'll be ready in a couple of minutes," she said, quickly getting up from the couch and starting to make her way to her room.

Katsuki nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Take all the fucking time you need, mom. I'm not in a rush."

As Mitsuki disappeared into her room, Katsuki let out a sigh of relief. He had no idea if this would work, but he was willing to try anything to get his mom back to her old self. He walked over to the couch and sat down, waiting for her to get ready.

Mitsuki came down the stairs about 10 minutes later, wearing a glossy red dress that clung to her body in all the right places. Her red heels clicked on the floor as she walked, and Katsuki's eyes widened as he took in her appearance.

He looked her up and down, his eyes lingering on her curves and the way the dress accentuated her figure. She looked really nice like that, and Katsuki felt a surge of pride and admiration for his mom.

"You look nice," he said, trying to play it cool.

Mitsuki smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Thank you, I didn't want to keep you waiting so I found this old thing," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Katsuki chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers. "Who cares? You look beautiful, and that's all that matters. Let's go. I'm paying."

He stood up and offered his arm, his eyes locked on hers. Mitsuki smiled and took his arm, her hand slipping into the crook of his elbow. Together, they walked out of the house and into the night, the sound of her heels clicking on the sidewalk the only sound between them.

As they walked, Katsuki couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction. His mom looked beautiful, and he was happy to be taking her out. He was determined to make this a night to remember, to take her mind off her troubles and show her a good time.

And as they walked into the restaurant, Katsuki knew that he had made the right decision. The look on his mom's face was priceless, and he knew that this was just the beginning of a great night.

The two Bakugous sat at a dinner table at a nice restaurant, mood and setting just right for a quiet evening out. The restaurant was dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background, and the tables were spaced far enough apart that they had a sense of privacy.

Both Katsuki and Mitsuki had ordered nice steaks, cooked to their liking, with some nice sides to accompany them. Katsuki had opted for a simple glass of water to drink with his meal, but Mitsuki had chosen a glass of wine instead.

As they sat down to eat, Mitsuki took a sip of her wine, closing her eyes to savor the taste. Katsuki watched her, a small smile on his face. It was good to see relaxing and enjoying herself, even if it was just for a little while.

Mitsuki opened her eyes and caught Katsuki looking at her. She smiled back at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Thanks for bringing me out tonight, Katsuki," she said, her voice a little softer than usual. "I needed this."

Katsuki shrugged, his expression nonchalant. "No problem, hag. I figured you could use a break."

They both started eating, the sound of their utensils clinking against their plates the only sound between them for a few minutes. The food was good, and they both enjoyed their meals, savoring the flavors and textures.

As they ate, Mitsuki couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards her son. He had always been a bit of a handful, he was also fiercely loyal and protective of her. And tonight, he had gone out of his way to make her feel special, to take her mind off her troubles.

She reached out and put a hand on his arm, her eyes meeting his. "Thanks, Katsuki," she said again, her voice a little more serious this time. "This means a lot to me."

Katsuki looked at her, his expression softening. "Anytime, mom," he said, his voice a little gentler than usual "I'm always here for you."

More time passed, and their meals were long since finished, but they stayed at the dinner table, comfortable with just each other's company. Katsuki was just sitting, occasionally checking his phone and looking at his mom, while Mitsuki was getting more and more tipsy.

She had had several glasses of wine at this point, and her words were starting to slur. She was giggling like a schoolgirl, and eyes were with a happy, drunken glow.

"What's so funny?" Katsuki asked, raising an eyebrow.

Mitsuki's giggles, and she leaned in close to Katsuki. "Not- *hic* nothing!" she said, voice slurring. "You just make me so happy!"

Katsuki rolled his eyes, he knew that his mom was a bit of a lightweight when it came to drinking, and he was starting to worry that she might get too drunk to walk home.

Just then, the waiter came over to their table, and Katsuki quickly asked for the bill. He paid it, and then helped his mom out of her seat.

"Time to go, mom," he said, trying to steer her towards the door.

Mitsuki nodded, still giggling, and leaned on Katsuki's arm as they walked out of the restaurant. The cool night air hit them as they stepped outside, and Mitsuki stumbled slightly, her heels clicking on the sidewalk.

Katsuki caught her, holding her upright as they started walking home. He knew that he had to get her home safely, before she caused any problems or hurt herself.

As they walked, Mitsuki continued to giggle and slur her words, but Katsuki just smiled and kept a firm grip on her arm, guiding her home through the quiet streets.

During the whole walk home, Mitsuki was clinging to Katsuki like she was his girlfriend, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist and her head leaning on his shoulder.

Katsuki wouldn't have cared if she was just holding onto him for support, but she was also leaving small pecks on his neck and cheek, making him feel uncomfortable and fluster.

"Hey! Cut it!" Katsuki exclaimed, trying to push her away.

Mitsuki looked up at him with a grin, her eyes lighten up with amusement. "Cut what out? Hmmm?" she asked, her voice slurring slightly.

Katsuki's face turned red with embarrassment and frustration. "You know damn well what I'm talking about!" he growled, trying to keep his cool.

But Mitsuki just giggled more, her hand wrapping around his collar and pulling him closer. "Oh come on, son... can't mommy give you some love?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Katsuki's eyes widened in shock and discomfort. "Not like that! Acting like my girlfriend or some shit!" exclaimed, trying to push her away.

Mitsuki just giggled more, kissing his cheek and snuggling into him. Katsuki stood firm, trying not to make her upset. He knew that she was just drunk and wouldn't remember any of this in the morning. He would just let her do her thing and try to get her home safely.

As continued walking, Mitsuki's behavior only got more and more affectionate, making Katsuki feel increasingly uncomfortable. But he just gritted his teeth and endured it, knowing that it would all be over soon.

As they entered the house, Mitsuki stumbled forward and fell on the floor, laying on her back sprawled out. Katsuki grunted as he looked down at her, she was already fast asleep.

The left side of his cheek was covered in lipstick marks and so was his neck. At least it was over, he thought to himself.

Katsuki picked her up in a bridal carry and took her to the couch in the living room, laying her down. He figured she could get herself undressed and cleaned up in morning.

But before Katsuki went to bed, he saw something that would leave him with confused feelings. His mother was still on her back, but her tight red that clung to her body had stretched a little too much and one her boobs had popped out.

Not only that, but her legs had folded and spread open, her black lacey panties in full sight of him. Katsuki gulped, feeling a mix of emotions. He shouldn't be looking at her like this, but at the same time, he couldn't leave her like that either.

He reached out and gently grabbed ahold of her tit, it was super soft and fat in his hand, and popped it back in her dress. He grabbed ahold of her legs as well and folded them straight.

As he touched his mother's body, Katsuki, a surge of electricity run through his body. He sucked in a deep breath and tried to ignore the super hard erection in his pants. He didn't know what to make of his feelings, but he knew he had to get out of there before things got any weirder.

He quickly turned around and walked to his room, trying to shake off the strange sensations that were coursing through his body. He couldn't believe what he had just seen, and he couldn't believe how his body was reacting to it. He felt like he was in a dream, a dream that he couldn't wake up from.

As he lay in bed, Katsuki couldn't shake off the image of his mother's exposed body. He felt he was going crazy, like his mind was playing tricks on him. He didn't know what to do, or how to his feelings. All he knew was that he had to try and forget what he had seen, and move on with his life.

The next morning, Katsuki got up and stretched his arms, his memories still foggy from the previous night. He got out of bed and walked towards the kitchen, where he smelled the scent of breakfast cooking. His mom must already be up.

As he walked into the kitchen, he saw his mom standing over the stove, wearing only a bathrobe. Literally nothing else. Katsuki's eyes widened in surprise, and then it all hit him at once, what he had done the previous night, and now his mom was practically naked in front of him.

"Morning, hun," his mom said, turning her head around to face him.

"Hey," Katsuki replied, taking a seat at the table. He tried to play it cool, but his mind was racing.

"Thanks for last night, I was really happy," his mom said, smiling at him. "First time I've felt happy in a while."

Katsuki didn't respond, just grunting instead. His mom knew it was his way of saying "you're welcome".

She turned around and walked towards him with a plate of food in her hands. Katsuki wasn't paying attention, too busy checking his phone notifications. Deku was asking if he'd seen any new hero fights.

But when the food was sat down in front of him, Katsuki suddenly found himself pulled into a hug. His mom wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close.

Except for one thing, his face was now buried in her cleavage, just barely poking out of the bathrobe. And she wasn't wearing a bra either.

"Thank you again, I love you," his mom whispered, her voice full of love and care.

Katsuki groaned, his noises drowned out by the soft cleavage. He was trapped, and he didn't know how to escape. His face was stuck in his mom's tits, and he was starting to feel a little too comfortable.

Katsuki's dick hardened like diamonds, but it was safely concealed under the table. Inside his head, his mind was racing with all the strange feelings that had been rolling around inside him since the previous night. And now, his mom was very close and clingy, making him feel even more weird.

She was still holding onto him, her nose buried in his blond spiky hair, his face still tucked between her tits. Katsuki couldn't breathe, and he felt like he needed to escape before his hormones got the better of him.

He forcefully pulled his face away, sucking in a deep breath. "Holy shit hag! Are you to kill me?" he exclaimed, his face bright red.

His mom laughed, a playful glint in her eyes. "What's wrong? Don't want mom hugging you for making her happy?" she teased.

Katsuki huffed and looked down at his food, starting to eat his bacon and eggs. He tried to focus on the food, but his mind was still reeling from the strange sensations he had just experienced.

As he ate, he couldn't help but notice that his mom seemed happier and more bright than she had in a while. She hadn't made breakfast for him in a long time, and he was grateful for the effort she had put in.

But a part of him deep inside couldn't shake off the feeling that she knew what he had done the previous night. Or maybe she was just being intimate in a really weird way with him. Either answer made him feel strange, and he didn't know how to process his emotions.

Katsuki tried to push the thoughts away and focus on his food and the conversation with his mom. But he couldn't shake off the feeling that something had shifted between them, something that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

Later that day, Katsuki returned from his mid-afternoon jog, his body sweaty and tired. He had finished earlier than usual, trying to get rid of any excess energy and push away the weird thoughts that had been plaguing him.

As he stepped through the door, he noticed that the house was quiet. It was always quiet, but this time it felt like he was the only one home, despite his mother's car being parked outside.

He quietly walked through the house, his pace slow and considerate. That's when he heard a series of noises coming from his mother's room. Her door was slightly creaked open, and Katsuki's curiosity got the better of him.

He quietly walked over and peeked through the opening, his eyes widening in shock. His face had a slight tinge of pink as he took in the scene before him.

On her bed, his mom was masturbating, furiously, he might add. She was laying on her stomach, her ass facing the entrance of the door. It was like she was giving him a show.

Katsuki's eyes were glued to the scene, his mind reeling with conflicting emotions. He knew he shouldn't be watching, but he couldn't tear his eyes away.

Her finger entered in and out of her at a rapid pace, juices running down her legs, covering the bed, blankets, and her fingers. She was silently huffing and puffing, clearly enjoying herself.

Katsuki felt a mix of arousal and embarrassment, his face burning with shame. He knew he should look away, but he couldn't stop watching. He was transfixed by sight of his mom pleasuring herself, his mind struggling to process what he was seeing.

As he stood there, frozen in shock, Katsuki couldn't help but wonder if his mom knew he was watching. Was she doing this on? Was she trying to send him a message?

Questions swirled in his mind, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from the before him. He was trapped, caught in a web of conflicting emotions, unsure of what to do next.

Through the creak of the door, the sickly sweet aroma filled Katsuki's nostrils, the mix of his mom's sex juices and glycerin quirk causing a scent to fill the room. His cock was hard again, pitching a large visible tent in his shorts. He only stood and kept watching his mom, transfixed by the sight before him.

Katsuki watched as his mom shudder as she came, her juices squirting out onto the bed below. She shifted position and wiped the sweat off her brow, looking like she was done, but she wasn't.

He watched as she moved over to the nightstand and pulled out a dildo that she kept hidden. She sat down with her legs spread open, her wet pussy now in full view of him.

She inserted the sex toy slowly, before pulling it out fast and shoving it back in at a brisk pace. She grabbed ahold of one of her boobs and squeezed it, her eyes closed in pleasure.

Katsuki kept watching, knowing he had to walk away now. But right as he was about to stealthily go to his room, he looked at her directly in the eye. She was looking at the creak in the door, like she knew he was there.

But she couldn't, could she?

His heart skipped a beat as their eyes seemed to meet, even though he knew it was impossible. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he quickly turned around and walked back to his room, silently closing the door behind him and locking it.

He leaned against door, his heart racing with excitement and fear. Did she know he was watching? Was she to send him a message? Katsuki's mind was filled with questions, but knew he had to push them aside. He couldn't let himself think about he had just seen.

But as he stood there, his cock still hard and his heart still racing, Katsuki knew that he couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that filled his head.

Katsuki sat in his room for what felt like hours, but it was probably only about 30 minutes. He laid on his bed staring at the ceiling, trying to calm himself down from what he had seen and what he was feeling.

He told himself that his mom had to be done by now, that she must have finished her... activities. He got up and undressed out his workout clothes, putting them in his basket.

As he walked through the house, he saw his mom on the couch in the living room, sleeping. At least she was fully dressed now. He hoped she had washed herself before lying on the couch.

When he stepped up to the laundry machine, he saw that his mom hadn't even started her own laundry yet. He might as well do it for her if she's going to be lazy.

But as he sorted the clothes, he saw it. The black lacey panties she had worn the night before, along with the red dress. His cock got hard again, and he felt a wave of shame and guilt wash over him.

He felt like an animal, a pervert. He shouldn't be feeling like this about his own mom. It was wrong, it was sick. He tried to push the thoughts away, but they lingered in his mind, making him feel dirty and ashamed.

Katsuki's face burned with embarrassment as he stood there, frozen in front of the laundry machine. He didn't know what to do, or how to make these feelings go away. He felt like he was losing control, like he was slipping into a dark and twisted world that he couldn't escape.

He took a deep breath and tried to shake off the feelings, telling himself that he was just being stupid, that he needed to get a grip. But as he looked at the black lacey panties, he couldn't help but feel a pang of desire, a desire that he knew was wrong, but couldn't seem to shake.

Katsuki couldn't contain himself any longer. Something had broken his self control inside him. He set the laundry down and grabbed ahold of the panties, walking back to his room with a sense of urgency.

He stared at the pair of underwear on his bed. His dick was out and was hard as a rock. He felt a sense of shame, but it was overpowered by his desire.

Picking up the panties, Katsuki brought them close to his face, his heart racing with anticipation. One small sniff was all it took for, cock pulsed with excitement. It was a thick and sweet odor, it smelled like home.

With his hand on his cock, he started jerking off while sniffing his mom's panties. He was aroused beyond measure and he couldn't get enough. He felt like he was in a trance, his senses overwhelmed by the smell and feel of the panties.

This seemed like something that piece of shit in his class, Mineta, would do, but he somehow managed to sink lower than him in just a couple minutes by doing this. But he didn't care. was too far gone, consumed by his desire and lust.

As he jerked off, Katsuki felt a sense of release and freedom. He was finally giving in to his desires, finally allowing himself to feel the pleasure and satisfaction that he had been denying himself.

Katsuki could already feel himself coming close to cumming, but before he could release, he had to do something. He took the panties and wrapped them around his cock, the soft fabric feeling good around his shaft.

Thrusting forward and grunting, he came, ropes of his hot semen staining his bed and covering the panties with his hot spunk. He looked at his mom's underwear, now covered with his cum, and felt wave of shame and guilt wash over him.

Then it hit him again, the reality of what he had just done. "I'm so fucked up..." he said defeatedly, covering his eyes with one hand in shame. He couldn't believe what he had just done, couldn't believe that he had sunk so low.

He knew he had to wash the panties quickly, to get rid of the evidence of his shame. He quietly made his way back to laundry room and threw them in the washing machine, starting the washing process.

As the machine began to cycle, Katsuki hoped that this would be the end of it, that he would be able to move on after satisfying his urges. He hoped that he could put this behind him and forget about it.

As the evening approached, the sun's rays shining through the windows began to dim, casting a warm orange glow over the room. The sky outside transformed into a breathtaking canvas of pink and purple hues, a sight that Katsuki would normally appreciate. However, his mind was preoccupied with the events of the day, and he couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt and shame that lingered within him.

As he entered the kitchen to prepare himself a snack, he caught sight of his mom, sitting on the couch, engrossed in a TV show. Katsuki felt pang of discomfort, unable to meet her gaze, feeling like he was hiding a dirty secret.

"Hey Katsuki," Mitsuki said, noticing his presence.

"Oh hey," Katsuki replied, trying to sound casual, but his voice was laced with awkwardness.

Mitsuki asked, "Wanna watch a movie with me?"

Katsuki internally cursed himself for agreeing, but he couldn't bring himself to say no. "Sure," he said, trying to sound enthusiastic.

As they sat on the couch, munching on popcorn and sipping soda, Katsuki found himself struggling to focus on the movie. It was an action packed film, the kind he usually loved, with explosions, fights, and high octane sequences. However his attention was diverted by his mom's proximity.

Mitsuki was leaning on him, her body close to his, just like the night before. Katsuki felt a mix of emotions, discomfort, guilt, and thr smallest pinch of arousal, something he hated. He tried to shift away, but his mom seemed to be getting closer, her arm brushing against his, sending shivers down his spine.

As the movie played on, Katsuki's mind wandered, replaying the events of the day, and the way he had succumbed to his desires. He felt like he was trapped in a web of his own making, unsure of how to escape the tangled emotions that had taken hold of him.

Mitsuki interlocked her hands with Katsuki and kissed his cheek, a gesture that felt more intimate than maternal. Katsuki's heart skipped a beat as he felt a rush of emotions, unsure of how to process the sensation.

"Thank you for spending time with me, Katsuki," Mitsuki said, her voice soft and gentle.

"Y-Your welcome," Katsuki stuttered, trying to play it cool.

But Mitsuki noticed the hesitation in his voice and turned her head to face him. "Is something wrong?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern.

Katsuki's instincts kicked in, and he answered instantly, "Nothings wrong."

But Mitsuki wasn't convinced. "Katsuki," she said, her voice firm but gentle.

Katsuki's emotions boiled over, and he snapped, "Don't! Just fucking cut it out."

Mitsuki looked dejected, "Katsuki, what wrong?" she asked, her voice nervous.

Katsuki couldn't hold it in anymore. He felt like he was going to explode, and the words tumbled out of his mouth in a jumbled mess. "It's you! Fuck! Wait no- I mean it's me! I don't fucking know!"

Mitsuki muted the TV and turned back to him, her eyes filled with concern. "Katsuki, what are you talking about?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle.

Katsuki turned away from her, unable to meet her gaze. He didn't know how to explain himself, how to tell her about the feelings that had been building up inside him. He felt like he was trapped in a nightmare, and he didn't know how to escape.

He thought about telling her the truth, about how he had jerked off thinking about her after seeing her naked body and masturbating. But he knew that would be a disaster. How would she look at him after that? After the last several months of going through this shitty divorce, and she finds out her own son is lusting after her? Katsuki couldn't bear the thought of it. He felt like he was going to vomit, and he didn't know how to make it stop.

His mom cupped his cheek, her thumb gently wiping away a forming tear. "Honey, please tell me what's wrong?" she asked, her voice filled with concern and love.

"I... I..." Katsuki tried to look away but found he couldn't. The intensity in her red eyes, filled with love and understanding, held him captive. He was never good with words; his mom knew that. He'd rather scream and blow shit up with his quirk than try to talk about his feelings.

"Katsuki..." Mitsuki started, but before she could say anymore, she was cut off by a sudden kiss. Katsuki's lips pressed against hers, firm and desperate. The TV muted in the background, mother and son locked lips, Mitsuki's eyes wide with shock and confusion the whole time.

When they both pulled away, Katsuki was huffing, his chest heaving as he stared at his mom, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions: desire, confusion, and desperation.

"Katsuki?" Mitsuki whispered, her voice barely audible.

"It was you, Mom," Katsuki blurted out, his words tumbling out in a rush. "I can't stop fucking thinking about you. I saw your naked body the other night, I saw you masturbating today, and you're acting all fucking lovey-dovey with me like I'm your God damn boyfriend. I don't fucking know if it's me or I'm reading shit wrong, but it's driving me fucking crazy! I stole your fucking panties today and jerked off with them! I feel so disgusting!"

Mitsuki didn't say anything at first, her eyes searching his face as she took in his confession. Then, she pulled him into a tight hug, holding him close as he sobbed into her shoulder. She stroked his hair gently, shushing him softly as he let out all his pent-up emotions.

"Shh, it's okay, Katsuki," she whispered. "I'm here. I'm here for you."

Katsuki clung to his mom for a short time, finding comfort in her embrace, before pulling back slightly to look at her. "You don't think I'm disgusting?" he asked, his voice hoarse from crying.

Mitsuki made him look at her, her hands gently cupping his cheeks as she brushed away any remaining tears. Before Katsuki knew it, she pulled him in for another passionate kiss. He was shell-shocked, his eyes wide while hers were closed, lost in the moment.

When she pulled away, she looked at him with a small, reassuring smile. "Does that answer your question?" she asked softly.

Katsuki was still in a daze. "Huh..?" he managed to utter, his mind racing.

Mitsuki took a deep breath and explained, "Katsuki, you haven't been reading anything wrong. I'm sorry I made you feel this way; I should have been more direct with my feelings instead of leaving subtle messages."

Subtle his ass, Katsuki thought to himself, still trying to process everything.

"But I don't understand," he said, his brow furrowing in confusion.

Mitsuki looked at him with a mixture of tenderness and determination. "Ever since your father left, you have done nothing but your best to try and take care of me and support me as I went through all that emotional turmoil. Even though it's not your strong suit, you did everything you could, and that did something to me."

Katsuki was starting to put the pieces together. "Are you saying..." he trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.

"That I'm attracted to you? Yes, Katsuki, I am," Mitsuki confirmed, her voice steady and sure.

"But we... were..." Katsuki struggled to find the words.

"Mother and son? I know," Mitsuki interrupted. "I don't see why that matters."

Katsuki was taken aback. "Isn't this fucking weird? You don't feel gross about this?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief.

Mitsuki shook her head. "It was troubling me at first, but I came to the conclusion that it doesn't matter. Besides, some online communities I was sifting through shown me it was more common than I thought," she explained, her hands still gently holding his face.

Katsuki was flabbergasted. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts, trying to process the fact that his mom was attracted to him and that she didn't see their relationship as weird or gross.

"Oh, son..." Mitsuki mused, a soft smile playing on her lips as she looked at Katsuki with a mix of amusement and affection.

"Don't act amused now!" Katsuki exclaimed, his voice a mix of frustration and embarrassment. "I'm still trying to come to terms with this shit!"

Mitsuki chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with a blend of mischief and tenderness. "Here," she said, bringing him closer to her face. "Open your mouth."

Katsuki hesitated for a moment before complying, his heart pounding in his chest. Almost instantly, his mom's tongue stuck out and inserted itself into his mouth, and they were back to kissing again for a third time.

Their tongues mingled together in a passionate embrace, exploring and tasting each other with a newfound intensity. Katsuki's initial shock gave way to a surge of desire, and he kissed her back with equal fervor, his hands gripping her shoulders tightly.

When they finally pulled away, Mitsuki gave her son a soft, knowing smile. "Better?" she asked.

Katsuki was breathless, his mind still reeling from the intensity of the kiss. He nodded slowly, unable to find the words to express the whirlwind of emotions he was feeling.

Mitsuki stroked his cheek gently, her thumb brushing away a stray tear. "It's okay, Katsuki," she whispered. "We'll take this one step at a time. Together."

Katsuki leaned into her touch, finding comfort in her words and her presence.

Mitsuki stood back and began to pull off her shirt, her eyes locked onto Katsuki's, gauging his reaction. He watched, captivated, as she revealed more of her body to him. She let her large, natural breasts fall loose, bouncing slightly as they were freed from their confinement.

Without a word, she took one of Katsuki's hands and guided it to one of her breasts. "Touch them," she said softly. "They're yours."

Katsuki hesitated for only a moment before taking gentle hold of the mound of flesh in his hand. It was super soft and squishy, just like the were the other night. They were perfect, his cock twitching in his pants.

He started to rub one breast with his hand, and before he knew it, he was in some sort of trance. His other hand joined in, playing with both of her breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. He couldn't get enough of the sensation, of the way her breasts felt in his hands.

Mitsuki watched him with amusement, her eyes filled with glee. She was enjoying this taboo foreplay, her pussy and panties growing damp with excitement. "Keep touching them just like that."

Katsuki complied, squishing her breasts together, his thumbs brushing against her nipples, making them harden and stand at attention. He wasn't saying anything, but he was feeling amazing. The shame he had felt earlier was slowly fading away, replaced by a growing sense of arousal and desire. He could feel his mother's excitement, and it was intoxicating.

Mitsuki's breathing grew heavier, her chest heaving as she became more and more aroused. She reached out and grabbed Katsuki's head, pulling him closer to her chest. "Suck on them," she commanded, her voice filled with lust.

Katsuki didn't hesitate, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking on it gently. He could taste the saltiness of her skin, could feel the hardness of her nipple against his tongue. It was a sensation unlike any other, and he found himself growing more and more aroused with each passing second.

"Good boy," Mitsuki whispered as Katsuki suckled on her tits, his tongue circling her nipples, making them harder and more sensitive. He continued, encouraged by her words of reassurance, lost in the sensation and the taste of her skin.

Mitsuki, feeling a surge of arousal, reached down and grasped the bulge in his shorts. Katsuki shuddered at her touch but let her explore, his breath hitching in anticipation. "Katsuki," she said softly, her voice laced with desire.

He let go of her nipple, looking up at her with hooded eyes. "Yes?" he replied, his voice thick with lust.

"Here," she said, her eyes never leaving his as she began to undress further. She shed the rest of her clothing until she was down to just her panties, the damp fabric clinging to her thighs.

Katsuki noticed, his eyes widening slightly as he took in the sight of her nearly naked body. She helped him remove his shirt and undo his shorts, leaving him in his underwear. The two of them were now almost completely naked, their breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps.

Mitsuki reached down and pulled his cock out of his underwear, her eyes widening in surprise and arousal. "So big..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. In her hands, she held a throbbing slab of cock meat, thick and hard, standing at a full 8 inches.

She began to pump his stiff shaft slowly, her hand gripping him tightly as she moved from the base to the tip. Katsuki grunted and jerked in place, his hips bucking involuntarily as waves of pleasure coursed through his body. He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation of her touch, the feel of her hand on his cock driving him wild with desire.

"Have you ever touched a woman, son?" Mitsuki asked, her voice a low purr as she continued to stroke his cock.

Katsuki shook his head, his eyes locked onto hers. "No."

Mitsuki smiled knowingly. "I had a feeling," she said, her thumb brushing over the sensitive tip of his cock, making him jerk in her hand.

"Hey-" Katsuki started to protest, but Mitsuki cut him off with a snicker.

"I don't mean that as a bad thing," she assured him, her eyes sparkling with amusement and arousal. She took one of his hands and guided it into her moist undergarments, pressing his fingers against her wet folds. "Let me teach you," she whispered.

Katsuki's cock twitched as his fingers brushed over the wet, sensitive flesh of his mother. He could feel her moist lips, the tuft of hair, and the heat radiating from her core. It was a sensation unlike any other, and he found himself growing even harder in her hand.

"Put them inside," Mitsuki instructed, her voice a low moan as she continued to stroke him. Katsuki complied, sliding his fingers into her wet, tight channel. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, her body welcoming his invasion.

"Just like that, Katsuki. Keep going," she encouraged, her hips beginning to move in sync with his hand, fucking his fingers as he explored her depths. The muted TV in the background played on, the movie long forgotten as the two of them became lost in their mutual masturbation session.

Katsuki could feel his own arousal building, his cock throbbing in Mitsuki's hand as he fingered her. He could hear the wet, squelching sounds of his fingers moving in and out of her, could feel the heat and tightness of her channel as she rode his hand.

Mitsuki's breathing grew heavier, her moans filling the room as she approached her climax. "Don't stop, Katsuki," she panted, her hand moving faster on his cock, matching the pace of his fingers inside her. "I'm so close..."

Katsuki could feel his own orgasm building, his balls tightening as he brought his mother closer and closer to the edge. He could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching around his fingers as she neared her release.

The boy's fingers moved faster, matching the increasing pace of Mitsuki's hand on his cock. She looked at him with loving, lust-filled eyes, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. The wet, sloshing sounds of her crying pussy filled the room.

They came closer, their noses touching before they locked into another deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring and tasting each other as they chased their orgasms. When they pulled away, their foreheads remained touching, their eyes locked onto each other, sharing an intimate, unspoken connection.

The mother's hand cupped his cheek, her thumb brushing gently against his skin. "When you cum, just let it all out on me," she whispered.

His hand pumped faster, his fingers digging deeper into her, curling upward to hit that special spot inside her. They leaned on each other, their bodies pressed tightly together as they chased their releases.

Katsuki came first, his body tensing as he let out a low groan. His hot spunk sprayed forward, covering her lower stomach and waist in thick, white ropes. It dripped down onto her panties, marking her as his, claiming her in the most primal of ways.

Mitsuki watched him, her eyes filled with love and arousal as she felt the warmth of his cum on her skin. Seeing him lose control sent her over the edge, her own orgasm crashing through her. Her legs shook, and she let out a hard huff, a thick sheen of her own fluids flowing down the sides of her thighs, soaking her panties and his hand.

They stayed like that for a moment, their foreheads touching, their breaths mingling as they came down from their highs. Katsuki's fingers slowly slipped out of her, and he brought his hand up to his mouth, tasting her on his fingers, a low growl of satisfaction escaping his lips.

Mitsuki smiled at him, a soft, loving smile that spoke volumes. "That was amazing, Katsuki," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "Thank you for giving that to me."

"So what now?" Katsuki asked, his voice soft as he looked into his mom's eyes, searching for answers.

"What do you mean?" She replied, her thumb gently stroking his cheek.

Katsuki took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "Us, Mom. I don't fucking know what to say or do. Everything that just happened changed our fucking relationship forever. I can't look at you the same."

Mitsuki nodded, understanding his confusion and turmoil. "I know, maybe that's what I want. You're the only man I want," she said, her voice filled with conviction.

"Are you sure about this?" Katsuki asked, needing to hear her say it again.

"Yes," Mitsuki replied without hesitation. "Let us be damned together."

They sealed their pact with another deep, passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as they poured their emotions into each other. In the back of his mind, Katsuki felt a sense of relief and contentment. He knew that their relationship would never be the same, but he also knew that he wanted this, wanted her.

Exhausted and sated, they laid together on the couch, their bodies entwined as one. Mitsuki turned off the action movie and put on a romance flick.

He rolled his eyes at the choice of movie, of course she needs to be sappy like that after what just happened.

"Come here," she said, pulling him close to her chest, her breasts acting as pillows for his head. Katsuki snuggled into her, feeling a sense of peace and belonging that he had never experienced before.

As the romance movie played on, their eyes grew heavy, and they both drifted off to sleep, content, and happy in each other's arms.

"Do we really need to do this, hag?" Katsuki muttered under his breath, his face already flushed with embarrassment as they walked through the aisles of the grocery store.

Mitsuki raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk on her lips. "Is that any way to speak to your woman?" she teased.

Katsuki's face heated up even more, and he glanced around nervously, making sure no one was within earshot. "God dammit, we're in fucking public," he hissed, trying to keep his voice down.

She chuckled, clearly enjoying his discomfort. She reached out and grabbed a pack of condoms from the shelf, placing them nonchalantly in the shopping cart alongside the normal groceries like rice, eggs, and bread. She acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Mom, come on," Katsuki pleaded, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. "People are going to think something's up."

Mitsuki leaned in close, her breath hot on his ear. "Let them think what they want," she whispered. "You're mine, and I'm not ashamed of it. They won't know."

The boy groaned, running a hand through his spiky blond hair in frustration. He knew there was no use arguing with her when she was in this mood. He just hoped that they could get through the grocery shopping quickly and get back home, where he could have her all to himself again.

Later that evening, Katsuki and Mitsuki found themselves at a cozy restaurant, the soft lighting and intimate atmosphere setting the mood for a romantic dinner.

They sat across from each other, the table laden with delicious-smelling dishes, but Katsuki's focus was elsewhere.

Under the table, Mitsuki's foot was moving, slowly and deliberately rubbing against his crotch, even through his shorts. Katsuki tried his best to keep his composure, to enjoy the food and the moment, but her touch was driving him wild. He shifted in his seat, trying to discreetly adjust himself, but his mom just smiled knowingly.

"Is something wrong, Katsuki?" she asked innocently, taking a sip of her wine, her foot never stopping its torment.

Katsuki took a deep breath, trying to regain control of his senses. "No, nothing's wrong," he replied, his voice slightly strained. He picked up his fork and tried to focus on his food, but every movement of her foot sent waves of pleasure coursing through him, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.

He glanced around the restaurant, hoping that no one was noticing their little game. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart, and focused on the taste of his food, determined to enjoy the meal despite the distraction.

Mitsuki, seeing his struggle, leaned in closer, her voice a low purr. "You know, I can't wait to get you home and have my way with you," she whispered, her foot applying a little more pressure, making him suck in a sharp breath.

Katsuki just nodded, a small smile playing on his lips as he finally gave in to the sensation, enjoying the build-up of anticipation. He knew that tonight was going to be special, and he was more than ready for it.

The night had settled in, and Katsuki sat on the edge of his mother's bed, his heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. He was only in his boxers, the cool air of the room making his skin prickle with anticipation. His eyes were glued to the nightstand, where a strip of condoms sat prominently, a clear indication of what was to come.

Mitsuki stepped out of the bathroom, her body wrapped in a purple bathrobe that clung to her curves. She walked over to him, her eyes locked onto his, a seductive smile playing on her lips.

"Katsuki," she said softly, her voice a low purr.

"Mom," he replied, his voice hoarse with desire.

She paused for a moment, her hands on his cheeks, her thumbs brushing gently against his skin. "Are you ready?" she asked, her eyes searching his for any sign of hesitation.

Katsuki took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. "I am," he said, his voice filled with determination.

Mitsuki smiled, a radiant, loving smile that made Katsuki's heart skip a beat. She then slowly opened the front of her bathrobe, sliding it off her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor, revealing her naked body to him.

Katsuki's eyes widened in awe as he took in the sight of his mother's full naked body. Even at her age, she had a bombshell figure, her quirk having kept her body tight and youthful. She had curves in all the right places, a large set of breasts that were full and pert, and an ass that was round and firm. She was a vision of pure sexiness, and Katsuki couldn't believe that this was his mother, that she was offering herself to him so freely.

She posed like a model, striking a sultry stance as she asked, "Like what you see?"

"Of course I fucking do," Katsuki replied, his voice filled with admiration and desire. "Why would I not?"

Mitsuki giggled, a playful, feminine sound that sent a shiver down Katsuki's spine. She walked over to him and cupped one of his cheeks, her thumb brushing gently against his skin. "My heart is pounding, Katsuki," she confessed, her voice soft and vulnerable. "I'm really happy."

She noticed the bulge in his boxers and licked her lips, her eyes filled with anticipation. "It's time to get started," she whispered, her voice a low, seductive promise.

Katsuki's heart raced as he nodded, ready to take the next step with the woman he loved.

The mother got on her knees and positioned herself in front of her son, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. Her hands slowly ran up his thighs, her touch light and teasing, sending shivers of anticipation through his body. She leaned in, her breath hot on his skin as she pulled his boxers down, revealing his hard, throbbing cock.

His cock sprang freely, already rock hard and ready for her. Mitsuki took a moment to admire it, her eyes wide with appreciation and desire. She had already jerked him off, but she hadn't yet given him a proper blowjob, and she was eager to rectify that.

Katsuki gripped the bedsheets tightly, his knuckles turning white as he braced himself for the sensation. He let out a sharp hiss as he felt a gentle lick at the top of his cock, the sensation sending electric shocks of pleasure through his body.

She looked up at him, her eyes locked onto his as she continued to lick around the sensitive mushroom head of his shaft. She swirled her tongue around the tip, tasting the pre-cum that had already begun to leak out, her eyes never leaving his face, gauging his reactions, and enjoying the power she held over him in that moment.

Mitsuki's mouth sank deeper onto Katsuki's cock, taking him inch by inch, her lips stretched wide to accommodate his thickness. He watched, mesmerized, as her head bobbed up and down, her lips glistening with her saliva as she sucked him eagerly.

She took him deeper, her head sinking lower and lower, until she was nearly at the base of his dick. Katsuki could feel her tongue swirling around his entire length, the wet, warm sensation driving him wild with pleasure. He let out a low groan, his hips bucking involuntarily as he tried to push himself deeper into her throat.

Instinctively, Katsuki ran one of his hands through her ashy blond hair, the soft strands slipping through his fingers as he guided her movements. Mitsuki moaned in approval, the vibration sending shocks of pleasure straight to his cock. She continued to suck him hard, her cheeks hollowing out as she applied pressure and suction, making sure he felt incredible in every way possible.

Katsuki's breath hitched as he felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he approached the point of no return. He looked down at his mother, her eyes watering slightly as she took him deep.

"Mom," he panted, his voice hoarse with lust. "I'm close. So fucking close."

She pulled off his cock, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of his dick. She looked up at him, a wicked smile on her lips as she said, "Cum for me, Katsuki. Let me taste you."

Mitsuki's tongue danced around the sensitive tip of Katsuki's cock, her eyes locked onto his, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She periodically stopped to smile at him, enjoying the power she held and the pleasure she was giving him.

Katsuki was getting close, his body tensing as he approached the point of no return. He reached down and started jerking himself off, the tip of his cock placed on her tongue, her mouth wide open and ready to receive him.

"Fuck!" Katsuki groaned, his body shuddering as he finally let go. Thick ropes of his warm cum spilled onto her face, shooting hot streams that covered her cheeks, her nose, and her chin. Mitsuki took it all, her eyes never leaving his, a look of pure lust and love in her gaze.

She started to swallow his seed, the taste of him foreign but not unpleasant. She took as much of it as she could, her throat working as she swallowed, a few drops escaping and running down her chin. Katsuki watched in awe as his mother took him into her mouth, her eyes watering slightly from the effort.

"Mom," he panted, his voice hoarse from the intensity of his orgasm. "That was... incredible."

Mitsuki pulled off his cock, a satisfied smile on her lips as she looked up at him. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." She used her fingers to wipe up the remaining cum from her face, sucking them clean one by one, her eyes never leaving his.

Katsuki's chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, his body still trembling from the aftermath of his powerful orgasm. He reached down and helped his mother to her feet.

"Thank you," he whispered into her ear, his voice filled with emotion. "That was perfect."

Mitsuki crawled onto the bed and spread her legs wide, inviting him in. "Are you ready?" she asked, her voice a low, seductive purr.

Katsuki's eyes darkened with desire as he nodded, his cock already hard and ready to go. But he had something else in mind first. He wanted to return the favor and pleasure her as she had pleasured him.

He got on the bed and positioned himself between her legs, his face inches away from her wet and dripping pussy. He took a moment to appreciate the sight before him, the glistening folds, the swollen clit, and the intoxicating scent that filled the air.

"Wanting to taste it first?" Mitsuki asked, a playful smile on her lips.

Katsuki looked up at her, his eyes serious and determined. "If we're going to be fucking, then I need to be amazing at this. I can't let you just win with your blowjob skills," he said, an edge to his voice.

She raised an eyebrow, amused by his determination. "Oho~ going to make our sex life competitive?" she teased.

"I'm going to be the one that pleases you the most. That's the fucking end of it," Katsuki declared, his voice filled with conviction.

Mitsuki snickered, knowing that her son would see sex as a win-or-lose situation, a competition to be won. And she knew that if he put his mind to it, he would be an absolute beast in bed.

His face got closer, and he took in the sweet scent that emanated from her most feminine place. It smelled like home, like love, and he needed a taste. He spread open the folds with his hands, revealing the pink, glistening flesh within. He took a gentle lick, then another, and another, his tongue exploring every inch of her.

Mitsuki leaned her head back, a silent moan escaping her lips as she enjoyed the sensation of his tongue on her most sensitive parts. She ran her hands through his hair, guiding him, encouraging him to keep going.

Katsuki started to softly eat his mother out, his tongue circling her clit, dipping into her entrance, and tasting every drop of her cunt. He could feel her body responding to him, her hips bucking against his face as she chased her orgasm.

"Just like that, Katsuki," Mitsuki panted, her voice hoarse with desire. "Don't stop. You're doing so well."

Katsuki's tongue delved deeper inside her, exploring every inch of her wet, tender flesh. He dragged his tongue along the insides of her folds, tasting her essence and relishing in the way her body responded to him. His nose was pressed against her clit, the sensation of his nostrils exhaling teasing her. He was buried in a tuft of her pubic hair, the scent of her arousal surrounding him, intoxicating him.

Mitsuki's hands gripped his hair tightly, urging him to keep going, to not stop until she found her release. "Don't stop, Katsuki," she panted, her voice breathless and desperate. "You're doing so good, just like that."

The young man was insatiable, the sweet tastes and the sound of his mother's moans and mewls driving him crazy with desire. He could feel her body tensing, her orgasm building, and he was determined to push her over the edge.

Her legs wrapped around his head, holding him hostage, locking him in place so he could finish pleasing her. Katsuki didn't mind; he was more than happy to oblige, to bring her the pleasure she deserved.

He redoubled his efforts, his tongue moving faster, his suction stronger as he focused on her clit, circling it, flicking it, and driving her wild. Mitsuki's moans grew louder, her body tensing as she approached the precipice of her orgasm.

"Katsuki," she cried out, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation. "I'm close, so close. Don't stop, please don't stop."

Katsuki had no intention of stopping. He could feel her body shaking, her legs trembling as she held him tightly against her. He continued to devour her, his tongue and lips working in tandem to bring her to the height of pleasure.

Finally, with a loud cry, Mitsuki came undone, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. Katsuki held on tightly, riding out her orgasm with her, his tongue gentle and soothing as she came down from her high.

As her legs unclamped from around his head, Katsuki pulled back, a satisfied smile on his face as he looked up at his mother, her chest heaving, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat.

"Was that good for you, Mom?"

Mitsuki looked at him, her son's face glistening with her fluids, a sight that sent a shiver of satisfaction through her. "You did more than well," she panted, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "That was fucking amazing."

Katsuki grinned, a mix of pride and satisfaction on his face. "That's what I thought," he replied, his voice filled with confidence.

He reached over and grabbed one of the condoms from the nightstand, quickly unwrapping it and rolling it onto his throbbing cock. He looked at her the entire time, his eyes never leaving hers, ensuring that she knew he was ready for her.

Though he wouldn't say it out loud, Katsuki was kind of disappointed that he had to use a condom. He wanted to feel all of her, to be as close to her as possible. But he understood why they needed to take this precaution, and he was more than willing to oblige.

His cock lined up at her entrance, both of their gazes fixed on each other, the intensity of the moment palpable. "Come home, Katsuki," Mitsuki whispered, her voice a soft, inviting plea.

Katsuki took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest as he slowly pushed himself into her. He could feel her tight, wet heat enveloping him, her muscles gripping him tightly as he inched his way in. He watched, mesmerized, as his cock disappeared inside of her, the sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced.

A set of arms reached out and held onto his shoulders, pulling him closer. "Look at me, Katsuki," Mitsuki said, her voice soft but firm.

He obeyed, his eyes locking onto hers, and he saw that same warm and loving smile that he had come to cherish. The explosive blond couldn't contain himself any longer, and he leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands gripped her waist tightly, holding her close as her arms remained wrapped around his shoulders.

"Keep going," Mitsuki whispered against his lips, her voice filled with encouragement and desire.

Katsuki began to move, his hips starting to thrust slowly in and out of her. He could feel every inch of her, the way her body responded to his, the way her breaths hitched and her nails dug into his back. It was a sensation unlike any other, and he knew that he was exactly where he was meant to be.

Katsuki's thrusts were slow and deliberate, pulling in and out at a snail-like pace, savoring every second of the incredible sensation. The tight, wet heat of his mother's pussy was driving him wild, unlike anything he had ever experienced. The way she clenched around him, pulling him in deeper, was intoxicating and overwhelming.

It felt amazing, and he couldn't believe that this was what sex felt like. The pleasure was almost too much to bear, and he could feel his orgasm building rapidly.

He shuddered and grunted, his body tensing as he realized what was happening. He had already come, filling the condom inside her completely. "Wha- fuck! I'm sorry, I fucking didn't even last-" he panted, his chest heaving with the intensity of his release.

Mitsuki looked up at him, a soft smile on her lips. "Katsuki," she said gently, cutting off his apology.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" he started, but she interrupted him again.

"Son, it's okay," she reassured him, her eyes filled with love and understanding. "It's your first time. It's okay if you don't last long. We have all night, and all the protection we need."

Her words comforted him, and he felt his worries about disappointing her disappear. He took a deep breath, calming himself down, and looked into her eyes, seeing the sincerity and love reflected back at him.

To his surprise, he felt himself growing hard again, his body ready for more. He quickly disposed of the used condom, his hands shaking slightly with anticipation. He unwrapped a new condom and fitted it on, his eyes never leaving hers as he prepared to go again.

Mitsuki smiled encouragingly, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pulled him closer. "Come here," she whispered. "Let's make this last time even better than the first."

Katsuki was soon inside of her again, his cock slipping easily into her wet, welcoming twat. This time, his pace was faster, more urgent, as he regained his confidence and pride. The initial worry of disappointing her had faded, replaced by a renewed sense of determination to please her and make this experience unforgettable for both of them.

The bed shook underneath them, the frame creaking softly with each of Katsuki's powerful thrusts. The room was filled with the soft moans of pleasure that escaped his mom's lips, a symphony of desire that matched the rhythm of their bodies moving together.

Katsuki's hands gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he drove into her, the sensation of her tight pussy clenching around him pushing him closer to the edge once again. He could feel her body responding to his, her breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps, her nails digging into his back again, urging him on.

"Fuck, Mom," he panted, his voice hoarse, "You feel so good. So fucking tight."

Mitsuki moaned in response, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper into her. "Don't stop, Katsuki," she whispered, her voice breathless and desperate. "Just like that. You're doing so well."

Encouraged by her words, Katsuki increased his pace, his hips moving in a frantic rhythm as he chased his orgasm. The room was filled with the sound of their bodies slapping together, the wet, squelching noise of his cock moving in and out of her pussy, and their combined moans of pleasure.

Katsuki could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he approached the point of no return. He looked down at Mitsuki, her eyes locked onto his, a look of pure lust and love in her gaze. That was all it took to send him over the edge.

With a final, powerful thrust, Katsuki came, his body shuddering as he filled the condom with his hot, thick cum. He collapsed on top of Mitsuki, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, their bodies slick with sweat and their hearts pounding in sync.

She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him down and holding him again.

Katsuki quickly disposed of the used condom and unwrapped a new one, his eagerness to continue evident. He rolled it on, his eyes never leaving Mitsuki's inviting form as she moved to the middle of the bed and laid flat on her chest, her ass sticking out provocatively.

"From behind?" Katsuki asked, his voice husky with anticipation.

She looked back at him over her shoulder, a playful smile on her lips. "Yes," she confirmed, her voice sultry and inviting. "You get to watch my ass jiggle every time you thrust."

Her words sent a thrill through Katsuki, and he could feel his cock throbbing in response. She even shook her ass slightly, teasing him, inviting him in. He positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he lined up his cock with her entrance.

With a single, powerful thrust, he was inside her again, the sensation of her tight, wet pussy enveloping him from a new angle. He let out a low groan of pleasure, his eyes locked onto the sight of her ass, the way it jiggled and moved with each of his thrusts.

Katsuki started to move, his hips snapping against her, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the room. He could feel every inch of her, the way her body responded to his, the way her breaths hitched and her moans filled the air.

"Fuck, Mom," he panted, "Your ass looks so good from this angle."

She moaned in response, pushing her ass back against him, urging him to go deeper. "Just like that, Katsuki," she whispered. "Fuck me harder. Make me feel every inch of you."

Emboldened by her words, Katsuki increased his pace, his hips moving in a frenzied rhythm as he chased another orgasm. The bed shook beneath them, the headboard knocking against the wall with each powerful thrust.

Katsuki could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he approached. He reached around and grabbed a handful of his mom's hair, pulling her head back slightly as he leaned down to kiss and bite at her neck and shoulder.

"Cum for me, Katsuki," Mitsuki panted, her voice desperate and needy. "I want to feel you come inside me."

Those words were all it took to send Katsuki over the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his body shuddering as he filled the condom with his hot, thick cum. He held onto Mitsuki tightly, their bodies slick with sweat as they both rode out their orgasms, their breaths coming in quick, desperate gasps.

Katsuki, fueled by his renewed energy and desire, quickly unwrapped another condom and thrust inside her again before she could even catch her breath. His hands gripped her fleshy ass tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to move with a sense of urgency and dominance.

Mitsuki gripped the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white as she braced herself against the powerful thrusts that stabbed into her pussy. "Oh!" she moaned, the sensation of him filling her from behind sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Katsuki leaned down, his voice a low growl in her ear. "Am I being rough?"

The woman looked back at him, her eyes filled with lust and a hint of challenge. "Don't be afraid to be rough with me, son," she replied, her voice breathless and inviting.

That was all the encouragement Katsuki needed. He reached behind her and pressed her face into the bedsheets, holding her down as he began to fuck her hard and fast from behind. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, the wet, squelching noise of his cock moving in and out of her pussy a symphony of their primal desire.

Mitsuki came quickly, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. But Katsuki was getting better at holding back his own orgasm, determined to make this last as long as possible.

"Fucking whore!" he growled, his voice filled with a mix of lust and dominance. "Fucking your own son right after a divorce! What kind of fucking woman are you, hag?"

Mitsuki only moaned more beneath him, her body responding to his roughness and dirty talk. She pushed her ass back against him, urging him to go deeper, to fuck her harder. "Yes," she moaned. "Just like that. Don't hold back."

His hips snapped against her, his body slapping against her ass with each powerful thrust. He could feel his orgasm building, but he was determined to make this last, to give Mitsuki the pleasure she deserved.

He could feel the sweat dripping from his brow, his muscles tensing as he chased his release, his body shaking with the effort of holding back.

Finally, with a loud roar, Katsuki came, his body shuddering as he filled another condom with his hot, thick cum. He collapsed on top of Mitsuki, their bodies slick with sweat as they both rode out their orgasms.

Katsuki laid flat on his back, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, a growing pile of used condoms beside him a testament to their marathon session. Before he could fully recover, she was already on top of him, rolling a new condom onto his cock with a playful smile.

"Let me ride you this time," she said, her voice sultry and inviting as she positioned herself over him.

Katsuki sucked in a breath as he felt her slowly sink down onto his length, the sensation of her tight, wet pussy enveloping him once again. It felt incredible, it always did, and he could already feel his orgasm building despite his recent orgasms.

She began to ride him, her body slick with sweat as she moved up and down on his cock, her magnificent tits bouncing with each movement. Katsuki watched in arousal, his hands reaching up to grab her hips, urging her on.

Without a word, Mitsuki leaned down and put her boobs in his face, offering them to him. Katsuki's mouth quickly latched onto one of her nipples, sucking and biting gently, making her shudder with pleasure. He could feel her body responding to him, her movements becoming more urgent, more desperate.

Mitsuki was amused and turned on by his eagerness, a soft moan escaping her lips as she ground down on him, taking him deeper. His hands hands explored her body, one gripping her chin and pulling her in for a passionate kiss, while the other snaked around to give her ass a light smack, making her twerk and grind on his cock.

"You feel so good, Mom," Katsuki panted between kisses, his voice hoarse with desire. "Your pussy is so fucking tight."

Mitsuki moaned in response, her body shaking as she approached another orgasm. "Keep talking to me," she whispered. "Tell me how much you love fucking me."

Katsuki obliged, his dirty talk spurring her on as she rode him harder, her body slapping against his with each powerful movement. "I love fucking you, Mom," he growled. "Your body is perfect. I could do this all night."

And with that, Mitsuki came undone, her knees going weak as waves of pleasure crashed over her. But Katsuki wasn't done yet. He gripped her thighs tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to thrust up into her, meeting her movements with his own powerful strokes.

Mitsuki sank down onto his chest, her body limp and spent, but Katsuki continued to fuck her, his body moving with a sense of urgency. He could feel himself cumming soon.

With a loud grunt, Katsuki came again, his body shuddering as he filled the condom with his hot, thick cum. He held his mom tightly against him, their bodies slick with sweat, trying to collect themselves.

Katsuki reached over towards the nightstand, his hand patting the surface in search of another condom. But he felt nothing but empty space. He looked over at the strip of condoms they had started with, now reduced to an empty wrapper and a few scattered rubbers on the floor. "Fuck," he muttered, realization dawning on him.

"Son?" Mitsuki asked, noticing the change in his demeanor.

"Out of fucking condoms," Katsuki replied, his voice a mix of frustration and disappointment.

Mitsuki looked over and saw that he was right. She sighed, a small smile playing on her lips. "We can pick up more in the morning," she suggested, her voice soft and reasonable.

Katsuki, however, had other ideas. "Or I can fuck you raw," he said, his eyes darkening with desire.

She raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk on her lips. "You know we can't," she reminded him, her voice teasing.

"Yeah, but I really don't fucking care," Katsuki replied, his voice filled with determination. "I want to feel you, all of you. Fuck the rubbers."

Mitsuki sighed in defeat, her resistance crumbling under his passionate gaze. "I want the same thing," she admitted. She moved off of him and laid next to him, her body pressing against his, inviting him in. "Let's do it raw, make me feel good since this will be our last round. I'll pick up some morning-after pills tomorrow. Show me how much you love me."

The young man felt a surge of rejuvenation, his body responding to her words and the promise of what was to come. He rolled on top of her, his eyes locked onto hers as he positioned himself at her entrance, ready to claim her completely, raw and unprotected.

Katsuki's raw, throbbing cock lined up at Mitsuki's entrance, the head of his dick pressing against her wet, swollen lips. He looked into her eyes, seeking her consent and approval. She nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips, giving him the green light to proceed.

With a slow, deliberate thrust, Katsuki pushed into her, feeling every inch of her tight, wet heat enveloping him. The sensation was intense, unlike anything he had ever experienced. He could truly feel her body welcoming him, her muscles clenching around him, pulling him in deeper.

Mitsuki let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the feeling of him inside her, raw and unprotected. "Katsuki," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion and desire. "You feel amazing."

Katsuki began to move, his hips starting a slow, steady rhythm as he made love to her. With the barrier of the condom removed, leaving them skin to skin, their bodies joined as one.

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as his cock explored her pussy. Mitsuki wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer, urging him to go deeper, to take her completely.

"Fuck, Mom," Katsuki panted between kisses, "You feel so good. So fucking perfect."

Mitsuki moaned in response, her body arching against his, meeting his thrusts with her own desperate movements. "I love you, Katsuki," she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity and devotion. "I love you so much."

Katsuki's eyes welled up with tears, his heart swelling with emotion. "I love you too, Mom," he replied, his voice choked with feeling. "More than anything."

Their lovemaking became more urgent, more desperate, as they both chased their releases, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in quick, desperate gasps. Katsuki could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he approached the point of no return.

With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his body shuddering as he filled her with his hot, thick cum. He held her tightly against him, their bodies pressed together.

Katsuki collapsed on top of Mitsuki, his body spent and sated, his face nestling between her soft, voluptuous breasts, using them as pillows once again. He could hear her heartbeat, feel her body rising and falling with each breath, and it brought him a sense of peace and contentment.

Mitsuki's hand gently ran through his hair, soothing and calming him as he came down from his intense orgasm. She smiled, looking down at him with a mix of love and amusement.

"You did good, Katsuki," she whispered, her voice soft and gentle. "So, so good."

Katsuki let out a contented sigh, his body relaxing completely as he basked in the afterglow of their raw, passionate encounter. He could feel Mitsuki's love surrounding him, enveloping him, and it made him feel whole.

"Love you, Mom," he mumbled, his voice muffled by her breasts.

"I love you too, my dear boy," Mitsuki replied, her voice filled with emotion. "More than words can express."

They lay there in silence for a while, their bodies entwined, their breaths synchronizing as they both drifted off into a peaceful, satisfied sleep, content in each other's arms.

The next morning, Katsuki woke up feeling well-rested and content, a smile automatically spreading across his face as he remembered the events of the night before. He looked around and saw that he was still in his mom's bed, the sheets rumpled and disheveled from their passionate encounter. Mitsuki was already up, and the aroma of breakfast cooking wafted through the air, making his stomach rumble with anticipation.

He quickly got dressed, pulling on a pair of shorts, and left the room, following his nose to the kitchen. As he walked in, he saw Mitsuki at the stove, her back to him, wearing the same purple bathrobe she always did, although this time it was tied a bit looser, revealing more of her smooth, creamy skin.

Katsuki walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. He buried his face in her neck, inhaling her familiar scent, a mix of her shampoo and something uniquely her. "Morning, mom," he murmured.

Mitsuki leaned into his embrace, a contented sigh escaping her lips. "Morning, sweetheart," she replied, her voice soft and loving. "I'm almost done."

They stood there for a moment, just holding each other, reminiscing about the magical night they had shared. "Last night was incredible, Katsuki," Mitsuki said, her voice filled with emotion. "I never knew it could be like that."

Katsuki nodded, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Me neither, Mom. It was perfect. I love you so much."

Mitsuki turned in his arms, cupping his face with her hands. "I love you too, Katsuki. More than anything. Our relationship has forever changed, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

Just as they were about to sit down and enjoy their breakfast, Mitsuki's cell phone rang, shattering the peaceful morning atmosphere. Katsuki released his hold on her as she turned to pick up the phone, her brow furrowing slightly as she looked at the caller ID.

"Who is it?" Katsuki asked, noticing the change in her demeanor.

Mitsuki hesitated for a moment before answering, "It's your father."

Katsuki's face instantly turned dark with anger as he took the phone out of Mitsuki's hands and answered the call, his voice harsh and unyielding. "The fuck do you want?"

There was a pause on the other end before his father's voice came through, tentative and apologetic. "Son? I-"

"Fucking hurry up," Katsuki snapped, his impatience evident.

His father took a deep breath, "Son, I'm so sorry, for everything. I realized how badly I messed up. Please let me speak to your mother."

Katsuki looked over at Mitsuki, seeing the unhappiness in her eyes, which only fueled his fury. "Oh, so now you realized how badly you fucked up? After you destroyed everything? Breaking her heart and running off with some fucking whore?"

"I know! She left me, son! I have nothing!" his father pleaded, his voice filled with desperation.

"I don't fucking care! Fuck you!" Katsuki's voice was like a knife, sharp and cutting.

"Please, let me talk to her, just anything!" his father begged.

"No." Katsuki's response was final and unyielding.

"Please." His father's voice was desperate, bordering on tears.

"Fuck off, faggot. Maybe next time don't fuck around with other bitches when you're married." Katsuki's words were laced with venom and disgust.

"Son, please!" his father's plea was met with silence as Katsuki reached around Mitsuki, pulling her close to him, offering her comfort and support.

"If I ever see your ass again, it's on fucking sight, you hear me? You're fucking dead to me. Go live your miserable life." With that, Katsuki hung up the phone and blocked the number, ensuring his father wouldn't be able to contact them again.

"Fucking asshole," Katsuki muttered under his breath, his body still tense with anger.

Mitsuki sighed in relief, leaning into his embrace. "Thank you, son," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude.

"Fuck that piece of shit!" Katsuki exclaimed, his voice filled with disdain and anger. "Thinking he can show back up after everything? Who does he think he is?!"

Mitsuki cupped his cheeks gently, her thumbs brushing away the remnants of his anger. "Calm down," she soothed, her voice soft and reassuring. "You know he's never coming back. He made his choice, and now we make ours."

Katsuki took a deep breath, his body relaxing under her touch. He leaned into her, finding comfort in her presence. Mitsuki gave him a quick, reassuring kiss on the lips, sealing her words with a promise of their new beginning together.

"Let's just enjoy breakfast," she suggested, her voice light and cheerful, trying to steer the mood back to the peaceful morning they had started with.

Katsuki sighed, a small smile playing on his lips as he sat down with her at the table, their plates piled with delicious food. "You're right," he agreed, picking up his fork. "Fuck him. We have each other, and that's all that matters."

As they began to eat, the tension in the room dissipated, replaced by a comfortable silence as they enjoyed their meal together. Katsuki looked over at his mom, his heart swelling with love and gratitude.

His hand reached across the table, she reached over and laid hers on top of his, their fingers soon interlocking.

The last few months had been a real mental drag, and with the events that had transpired in the last two days, Katsuki feels beeter than he had in months.

But he was mostly happy for his mom, and he was happy to be the one for her, no matter how taboo it was.