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Seen rubbed his sleepy eyes, groaning as he stirred. His bed was warm, and the morning sunlight filtering into his home was peaceful, and yet he found it difficult to be comfortable. He rolled around for a while, fighting the need to get up, but before long, it simply could not be helped. His cock was rock hard, and it demanded attention.

His erections always spurred his horny thoughts, and as he sat up, he could feel his balls aching for release, desire for a warm, soft woman flooding him. Of course, Seen was still young enough to be relatively new to this. He didn't quite have the stature or power of a man, even if his junk was more than impressive, so he began to plot at how he might be able to score a look at some tits or ass that might satisfy him, if not more. Though his bed right now already showed he was very much able to do just that, three figures at his sides. One being a purple little vixen named gear, she had been with him since he returned from his training with his Master. Next one was a yellow squirrel girl named Airlia, Seen met her shortly after meeting Gear and quickly found out how much of a oral slut she was. The third one being a reddish orange colored fox girl named Robyn. She was a bit of a firecracker but she seemed to be the most sexually active of the three.

The sound of his mother showering in their bathroom was unmistakable. In the large house they shared with many other women and some of his friends, Seen could never be totally certain it was his mother, but there were other bathrooms, and usually the other women were cooking breakfast and enjoying the new spring sun on the veranda at this time. Seen rose toward the promise of a plump ass and big tits, shamelessly rubbing himself and fantasizing as he went. It didn't matter if it was his mother. She was a female, and possessed what his great lust demanded.

He plodded on the tatami mats, sliding the paper screen aside that led to the bathroom. He could see the silhouette of Viola through the curtain, scrubbing herself, her assets jiggling. His cock gave a throb at the sight, and he groped at himself through his boxers roughly.

"Mom?" he called.

She didn't seem too fazed that her son was in the bathroom. "Yes, Seen?"

"I've got some morning wood, can you help me out with it?," he told her.

"Oh, sweetie. Come on in and let me take care of that."

Seen grinned wide as he opened the shower curtain. Viola's voluptuous, naked body was exposed before him. She was bent over, her hands against the wall, her plump ass spread wide before him, with rivulets of water running over her brown, smoothly furred cheeks, seeping into the clefts of her cheeks and feminine folds. Beyond, he could see her full tits, the water running down them, all the way to the gold rings that hung from her nipples.

He didn't waste time. He stepped into the hot water, his hand already tracing over his mother's ass.

"Don't hesitate honey, You know I can handle it." she said. "Plus my big boy needs release in the morning so that he can focus later and I need to bend over for you to have that happen I will."

"Thanks, Mom!" Seen replied. With that, he gripped her hips and plunged his fat cock into her moist folds. He moaned with pleasure, but louder than that was Viola's voice, a true call of need as she was filled with her son's cock. Seen was huge, bigger than most males could ever dream, and at nine he was sure to only grow bigger. As he started pounding her, the pleasure spread through her like the warm water soaked into her fur. He was already quite the young man.

But Seen acted thoughtlessly, feeling only the burning lust that drove him. His hips moved on their own, like ploughing females was a natural talent of his, and his hips and balls slammed into his mother forcefully. Viola, however, was a built martial artist, and her body was more than capable of withstanding her son's assault and satisfying his desires.

"Yes, very good, sweetie," she moaned. "Ohh, don't hold back on me. Take your pleasure from me."

Seen obeyed gladly. His mother's body was so soft, her curvaceous form yielding to his gropes and squeezes, her ass jiggling with every thrust, yet he could feel the power deep within her through his cock. Her trained body was tight to the core, her pussy squeezing hard on his thick shaft, forcing him to fuck her all the harder. The hot water covered him, and he felt overcome by heat, by the steam and by his mother's fiery hot depths clamping around his meat. He couldn't have stopped himself from screwing her senseless if he tried.

Her son's rough pounding took it's toll on her, and Viola felt herself quickly nearing climax. "Oh, Seen, sweetie, I'm close."

"Me too, Mom," he grunted back. He laid into her, pounding her pussy with his massive cock, his great balls slamming into her thighs, forcing her tits into the bathroom wall. Seen's lust was ferocious, and he took his mother like a prize.

"Yes. Ohh, yes, darling. You're doing so well," Seen's mother complimented.

"Mom! Ah!" he called back. With a couple more rough thrusts, Seen unloaded into his mother as the two cried out in ecstasy. Viola's hot, wet pussy squeezed tightly on her son's rod, milking him, coaxing as much cum out of his huge nuts as she could, and she shuddered at the pleasure of being taken by a strong male. Seen was seeing stars, every pulse of his cock earning a cry from him as he pumped gobs of hot spunk into his mother's waiting depths, filling her quickly until the excess dribbled around his fat meat onto the shower floor.

When he finally pulled out, his dick gave one last throb across her ass before throbbing limply. Viola stood, her knees shaking from her climax, and her ass was still spread enough for Seen to admire his handiwork: his mother's tight pussy, gaping just enough to show her passage stuffed full of his cum, a white pearl leaking down to her clitoris.

"That's a lot better, Mom," he said.

Viola rose, quickly regaining her balance. She chuckled a little, giving her son a warm hug, happily planting his face in her plentiful breasts. "My little man has a big appetite, doesn't he?"

"Yeah," he replied with a grin.

She kissed him on the head. "Let's get some breakfast. You can't focus with a hard-on or an empty stomach, after all."

Miss Hidden and Ki were already seated around the table. Ki had a bowl in his hands, but he was hardly eating. The mop-headed fox boy had his legs spread, his pants, down, and his mother's head between his legs, moaning as she sucked his dick.

"Morning, you two," Viola greeted them with a smirk.

"Ah, morning Miss Viola," Ki greeted her.

Just the sight of his friend getting head brought another heavy throb to Seen's own cock. He tugged on his mother's sleeve. "Mom, I'm hard again."

"Again?" she said, looking down at him. "Well then, why don't you get some food and join Ki at the table?"

Seen got his bowl, grinning as he took his seat next to Ki. Viola sat in front of him, leaning forward, her breasts spilling out of her robe, much like Miss Hidden's as she undid her son's bottoms. Sure enough, Seen's massive cock sprang from his shorts dripping precum and throbbing for attention.

"Not fair, dude," Ki said. Seen knew that Ki didn't mind too much, but Seen couldn't have imagined what it would be like to only have half a foot or so of dick like Ki. Still, even as his mother's lips wrapped around his head, her tongue swirling and causing him to moan, it was hard not to look at Miss Hidden sucking her own son's cock. Something about the way her hair shrouded her face, much like her son's left her lips and expression all the more mysterious and intriguing. Plus, as Seen knew from experience, she was a master at giving head, and he watched as she twisted and slurped around Ki's cock with expertise.

Viola wasn't about to be outdone, though. With all her discipline, she stifled her gag reflex and began to deepthroat Seen, his thick shaft spreading her throat wide, yet she took more and more of him, her lips pursing around his fat flesh and her tongue lavishing every inch along the way until she reached his base. He was starting to feel light headed from the pleasure, and he instinctively reached out to place his hands on his mother's head, even thrusting into her tight throat a little more.

But despite the boys' lust, the atmosphere was still calm. They fed themselves between moans as they received their blowjobs, and Miss Hidden wasn't shy about pulling off of her son to ask, "So, Viola, any plans for Valentine's Day?" After saying this, she went back down on Ki, shoving his length into her throat and bobbing quickly, with him moaning above her.

Viola pulled off Seen slowly, flourishing with a wide, wet twist before answering. "I was thinking Seen and I would spend the day together, you know? Just some mother-son time." Then she, too, plunged herself back on Seen's thick cock, moaning deep in her chest as he felt his great length fill her throat once more.

It was a while before Miss Hidden answered, the two women focused solely on blowing their sons. "That sounds like a good idea. Celebrate a different kind of love, eh?" She lapped up Ki's balls, delivering a long lick to his shaft before burying her muzzle in his crotch again.

"Mmm," was Viola's only answer, partly a response to Miss Hidden, and partly an expression of the deep pleasure she felt while satisfying her son's lust, feeling his throbbing rod so deep in her throat.

It wasn't long before Ki was bucking and writhing, moaning in pleasure as his orgasm began. He came long and hard, and Miss Hidden was quick to swallow it all, her throat bobbing lustily as she drank until there was no more. She pulled off, licking her lips with a grin. "It's like a morning cup of coffee," she remarked.

Viola and Seen hardly heard her. Seen was leaning back, unable to eat, his body too alight with electric pleasure. Viola took his cock like a champion, tending to the whole length, slurping at every inch, twisting and licking in long strokes that went from head to base in one quick motion. She was like a fiend on his meat, both of them moaning loud as his climax built.

When it came, he shoved his head down onto her base, his cock making a noticeable bulge in her throat. Yet she held her focus, closing her eyes as his seed began to flow. She drank calmly, each gulp sliding down her throat visibly, her tongue moving slowly along his shaft, coaxing his cum from his balls gently. His orgasm lasted much longer than Ki's, his huge balls pumping out cum like a faucet, but Viola swallowed with discipline and grace.

"Ahh," they moaned together as she pulled off Seen's cock with a slurp. "If Ki's like a morning cup of coffee, then Seen's like breakfast. I'm stuffed," she said.

"More for me then," Ki said, snatching another bowl. Seen nodded, and the two fist bumped, wearing satisfied smiles at their pleasure. The two women continued to pleasure their sons waning cocks, Viola cleaning Seen's length completely, her cum-slicked throat heavenly on his throbbing length. Her movements were much slower, much more deliberate, as she gently guided her son down from his high.

But the holiday fun would have to wait. If Seen wanted to be a martial arts master like his mother, there were no holidays and no days off. They headed into the courtyard of their family's estate together, Seen feeling focused and ready.

Maybe today would be the day he finally beat his mother. She had mentioned how strong he had grown lately, and every day he felt like he was improving more and more. Yesterday he had even gotten close to hitting her. Yes, he was certain that today would be that day. And when he did beat her, they'd go and celebrate with everyone, and perhaps he could get his mom and Miss Hidden to reward him for being so strong.

"Take your stance!" Viola barked, her fists raised.

Seen snapped out of his daydream, spreading his legs, bending his knees, and bringing his own fists up. Focused and ready. Even if he was her own son, that had never stopped her from holding back on him. He wasn't about to do the same.

He charged at her, trying to keep her guessing as he feinted with a low sweep. But Viola was faster than he estimated, always too fast it seemed, and she deftly jumped, delivering a swift kick while in air. Her foot sliced toward Seen, and he was only barely able to raise an arm and stop the blow from landing on his face, but the force still toppled him over.

"Keep your balance! If you could have withstood that, you might have been able to counter!" she hollered at him.

He got too his feet. Balance was a rookie skill, something that children had to work on. But he wasn't about to let his mother's comment sting him. Shaking his head clear of any distractions, he took a deep breath and rushed again.

This time he went for something less risky, ducking within range and letting a flurry of jabs out, one arm always ready to defend himself. Viola parried them as he expected, but he did his best to read her guard, trying to find that opening. But Viola's defense was flawless, and there was hardly anything he could do without opening himself up more.

Viola wasn't about to let her son play with her like this, though. His strikes were easy enough to block, and she started letting her own fly at him as she parried and sidestepped his blows. Seen kept his guard up, but he was quickly losing momentum. He couldn't attack and block like this forever, trying to play offense and defense, and while he was still on his back foot after blocking a blow from Viola, he let his fist fly toward her belly.

His arm extended all the way, too far. Viola sidestepped quickly snatching his wrist, landing another hand on his shoulder and quickly flipping him onto his back as she moved past him.

Seen stared up at the sky, only his mother's shadow covering him. His body was a little rattled from the fall, but otherwise only his pride was harmed.

"Come on! Get up and fight! And don't you dare overextend yourself like that again!" she commanded.

His legs still steady, Seen rose once more, plotting his next attack. But Viola wasn't having it. She charged at him, letting loose an assault of punches and kicks, sweeps and elbows and shoulders. Seen could barely identify the various styles she was blending together, his mother's fighting less like a textbook and more like a wild dance of fury. It was all Seen could do to block and dodge, but he had no idea how to begin to counter her, how to try and win the fight back from her.

He held out for as long as he could, but it was only a matter of time before she broke through his guard. His wrists were twisting, his steps leading backwards steadily as he deflected, but with one sweep of his mother's arm, she caught both of his fists at the wrist, yanking them down, leaving him wide open. He felt a twinge of fear before her palm crashed into his chest, sending him flying back a couple feet, landing heavily on his back again.

It was a little hard to breathe, but Seen stared up at the sky again, sweat pouring down his temples. It was official, he thought. He would never beat his mother. He was foolish to feel lucky today.

Her shadow crossed him again. "Better," she said. "Get up. Come on."

With a groan, Seen heaved himself back to his feet for more punishment.

When it was over, Seen was sore, sweaty, and tired. His mother, however, looked as beautiful and composed as when they started.

"I think that's enough for today. Very good," she said. Seen could hardly bow. "Now, why don't we get changed and go shopping? It is Valentine's Day, after all."

If it meant an end to the beating, Seen was all for it. But more than that, he was excited to spend the day with his mother. She seemed to be in a good mood, and it wasn't terribly often that they went out and about.

Plus, it was a warm February, and in southern Japan, this meant they were in the first few days of spring. Viola dressed almost to celebrate, a modified corset and gown that showed her shapely legs and ass, with only thin bits of cloth to cover her tits, her perky nipples showing through easily. Seen was already perking up at the sight, but Viola simply took him by the hand and led him into town.

The market was busy, bustling really, filled with men and women enjoying the warm weather, arm in arm as they went on their own romantic adventures. Still, Seen noticed many of the men couldn't help but do as he did, their eyes drawn to his mother's rack magnetically. Many of the other women didn't seem to notice this gawking, but he saw more than a few men get hit. Viola hardly seemed to notice or react as they wove through the crowded streets, but she wore a light grin that made Seem think that she liked the attention.

Their first stop was a clothing store. Robes, dresses, and outfits of all kinds were perched on mannequins, with plenty of couples browsing together, the men looking much more bored than the women.

"I think we could get you something nice here," Viola said to her son. "Something more fitting for a young man than a child."

If it would make Seen look or feel less childish, he wanted it. The two slowly walked through the aisles together, examining outfits. His mother would hold up a dress and ask his opinion, and she would make suggestions for him like, "this is a lot like the robes the warriors used to wear," or, "this shirt is certainly more grown-up." Seen had his own style to negotiate with, though, but before long, they had an armful of garments to try on.

"Let's get a changing room, shall we?" she suggested. She gave Seen a wink that told him exactly what she had in mind.

The two of them hurried quickly, holding their bundle of clothes tightly to them as they got the door to the changing room open and went inside. They knew that with Seen being so young, no one would question them dressing together.

As soon as Viola had closed the door, Seen's hands reached out, pulling the fabric away from her bare breasts, latching onto a nipple quickly as Viola suppressed a moan. The taste of her hardening flesh with the metallic tinge of the ring didn't fail to arouse Seen, his other hand groping her free boob to his desires.

Viola didn't waste time either, reaching low to undo her son's trousers, freeing his throbbing cock from their confines as they dropped to the ground. She tugged and stroke his length, teasing him just as he was teasing her, and Seen had to bite his lip to stop from groaning in pleasure. His mother's firm fingers rubbed his shaft expertly, collecting precum on her palms, rubbing him to the height of his desire.

"Mom, let me hump you," he whined, his hands still groping at her tits.

The room was still small, even though Seen was still the height of a boy. But Viola knew she couldn't leave him unsatisfied. "Sit down, sweetie," she said, pointing to the little chair in the corner.

Seen did, spreading his legs as his mother got to her knees before him. The mirror was behind her, and in it, Seen could see her back, her plump rear, and her head moving around the tip of his length as she took her tongue to it. She didn't move much lower though, as she wrapped her breasts around his rod. He couldn't help but let out a little moan, pressing his hands to her mounds just as she did, and with little thrusts and the two of their grips on her boobs, they stroked his length as she took the head into her mouth.

"Ahh, yeah," he moaned. Her boobs jiggled with his hips, the chair rattling a little underneath him, her rings bouncing with her nipples. Despite the motion, Viola didn't stop her attention on her son's cock, slurping down as low as she could until her chin was buried in her cleavage, only to twist and suckle on his head, rubbing quicker with her breasts. The wet suction of her lips combined with the warm, soft friction of her tits was heavenly to Seen.

"Enjoying yourself, sweetie?" she asked with a pleased grin.

"Yeah, Mom. Keep going!"

She just chuckled, but opened her mouth once more to swallow his fat cock. Her head bobbed in the mirror, placed well beneath his legs, and he could see bits of her boobs in the reflection. But he could see every detail of the bouncing, jiggling mounds wrapped around his cock, filling him with pleasure. He thrust into them roughly, forcing his cock deeper into his mother's mouth, squeezing her tits tightly with his hands. He tweaked and tugged on her nipples, causing her to moan deeply in her throat and to pleasure him more vigorously.

They could hear other shoppers passing outside. Viola was certain a few of them must have heard and figured out what was going on. Seen didn't notice or care. He was lost in his mother's billowy bosom, the hot, moist tongue slathering his dick, the soft pressure of her boobs squeezing around his thick shaft.

"Ohh, mom," he groaned as his climax approached. Viola grinned wide as she heard it, could feel it in his throbbing cock. He thrust harder, the noise growing a little loud as he bit down on his tongue, trying hard not to let it all out. But the tension of it all, the tight pressure he felt in his body only seemed to amplify the pressure in his balls, the winding up in his cock, all poised to blow. His mother led him through, slurping on his cock, stroking it with her tits, filling him with pleasure until he had to blow.

With a heavy sigh, Seen erupted. Viola did her best to wrap her mouth around her son's head, trying to swallow it all, but without it being firmly lodged in her throat, the force and volume of his load was simply too much to swallow. It spilled out onto her tits, big white blobs of cum dribbling from her lips and coating her chin and chest, running down to her nipples in thick streaks until it landed on the floor. Yet Seen continued to pump it out, making a mess of his mother's face, a pool of seed forming underneath him, as he thrust and groaned with a big grin across his face.

After a long while it was over. "Naughty boy," she said in a low voice. "You made quite the mess."

"I think you made the mess, Mom," he said, smirking at her.

She just chuckled a little. "I suppose I did." She stood, wiping herself down with some of her clothes, leaving telltale splotches and stains, but she held the other dresses up to herself, slipping them on as Seen recovered. "I think I like this one," she said about a kind of mini-kimono that hugged her breasts tightly.

The two dressed and headed out to the clerk. As Viola paid for their clothes and the clerk bagged them, Viola said. "Oh, by the way, I'm afraid there's a little mess in one of the changing rooms. You might want to clean that up."

"Oh, okay," the woman said.

As the two left, Seen looked up at his mother, who was stifling a laugh. "Mom!" he said, smiling.

"I told only the truth," she said, holding a light expression with all the discipline she could muster.

After training all morning and shopping all day, Seen had certainly worked up an appetite. "Can we get something to eat?"

"Of course, dear. There's a lovely sushi place nearby that I think-"

"Ew, gross," he protested.

His mother just rubbed his head, and he frowned at her joke. She took him to a grill instead, the clanking of metal, the hissing of the meat cooking, and the loud chatter of the cooks, wait staff, and patrons filled the space. As expected, a lot of the tables were packed with couples on dates of all kinds and all ranges of enjoyment.

They sat down at their seats, and a waiter took their drink order. When he left, Seen looked at his mother, a devilish grin on her face.

"What?" he asked.

"Remember when I had to skip breakfast this morning?" she asked. "I think it's only fair you return the favor like a gentleman."

Seen didn't mind one bit. He slipped beneath the tablecloth to find his mother's legs spread. He lifted the cloth hem of her gown away from her legs to find her dripping, moistened pussy, free from any panties. He could feel the warmth coming from her, the folds looking so inviting, and he licked his lips in preparation.

"Ohh," she groaned as he dove in. He lavished her womanhood with his tongue, spreading her lips with the tip and diving in. She shifted a little, angling her hips toward the edge of the seat, giving him easier access. His tongue probed deep within her, collecting her juices, sweet and tangy on his tongue. "Good boy," she said above him. With all the noise in the restaurant, she didn't have to worry too much about drawing attention to herself.

Seen hooked his arms around her thighs, feeling her powerful legs tense as he ate his mother out. He could see her hands trembling from the pleasure he gave her in his peripheral vision, her soft thighs on his cheeks warming quickly. Since he was hidden, there was little risk in him being noisy and sloppy, but if his mother was going to make demands of him, he would try to make her pay for it. He mashed his lips into hers, nibbling and slurping at her cunt, stabbing his tongue deep within her, making a mess of the seat below.

"Mm," she groaned more. Her fingers wound themselves within Seen's hair, and her juices continued to flow. Seen knew he was doing a good job, so he didn't let up, assaulting every inch of her cunt with his tongue, making out with her lower lips, his face stained with her wetness.

"Would you like me to wait for your son to come back before ordering?" Seen heard the waiter ask. Fiendish plans formed in his brain.

"Why don't you- ohh," she moaned as Seen moved up to her clit. He took it gently in his mouth, pursing his lips around it, forcing his mother's reaction. He could only imagine the waiter's face. "What's on special?" she finished.

Seen could hear the waiter's suspicion. "Oh, well, uh... we have a fresh sirloin grilled in a bean sauce and served with rice, a barbecue pork chop with cajun seasoning, and..."

"That sounds... ohh," his mother moaned. Seen tried not to laugh, taking his tongue to his mother's clit, lashing it, drawing circles around it with his tip as he pressed his lips into hers. Her legs were twitching now, and he could tell her climax was close. "It all sounds so good," she said. Her juices were flowing, soaking Seen's chin, and he could only imagine how her bead screamed as he dragged the broad part of his tongue over it, slowly, heavily, picking up speed rapidly. "Mmm, sirloin, you said? I- ohhh- that does sound just- ah!- delicious." Seen went all-out, twisting his head and lips around with her folds, lapping up her entire snatch, diving his tongue into her depths before sliding it back up to batter her clit. It only took a few passes for this treatment to have its desired effect. "Yeah! Ohh, so good!" Her hips bucked as her fluids pulsed from her, Seen keeping up his attack until she was left quivering, shuddering, in her seat.

"...Ma'am...?"

Viola was breathing hard. "Yes, I think I've made my decision. I'll have the sirloin and my son will have the pork chop."

"Right away, ma'am."

He left with a hurry, and Seen reappeared in his seat, wiping his mouth, laughing.

"You think you're very funny, don't you?" she chastised.

"What did his face look like, Mom?" he giggled.

She suppressed her own laugh. "I would say 'I wish you could have seen it,' but I was enjoying myself far too much for that. But I assure you, it was priceless." She did her best to mimic his expression, and Seen fell into a fit of laughter.

They enjoyed their meal, and the waiter made no other comment. The incident had put them in a good mood, and the conversation was light as they chowed down. As they left the restaurant, it was late in the afternoon, but still plenty warm out.

The two walked for a while, heading away from the market until the beach was in sight. Again, they saw plenty of couples enjoying themselves, dressed in all manner of swimwear, some leaving after a full day of swimming in the sparkling ocean. All in all, it wasn't too crowded, and Seen and his mother strolled down the sand, kicking off their sandals before deciding to relax for a while.

"I wish we had brought swimsuits," Seen commented as they sat in the sand, staring at the rolling water.

"I don't think we need them to enjoy ourselves," Viola responded. Seen just smiled and snuggled into his mother as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

The two of them sat for a while, watching the people pass and leave, enjoying the weather, talking lightly. It was difficult for Seen not to stare at his mother's body, her breasts still hidden from his eyes by her dress, her thighs pressed together, hiding the treasure that lay between them. He noticed other men looking too, smiling and staring more than they had elsewhere.

"All these guys are looking at you, Mom," Seen informed her.

Viola chuckled a little bit. "They aren't the only ones." She reached out to grope Seen's bulge, and just as she predicted, she felt another strong erection of his. But with a smile, she rolled over, spreading her legs slightly, presenting her pussy to her son. "Go ahead Seen."

"Out in the open like this?" he answered. It wasn't that he was afraid. Quite the opposite. His male instincts caused his blood to rush at the thought of putting on a powerful display for others to admire.

"Where else?" she said.

It was all the invitation Seen needed. His shorts flew off, and soon he was totally naked. With his clothes in the sand, he pounced on his mother, quickly shoving his cock into her folds. "Mm, yes, Seen," she encouraged him. "Show 'em what you got."

And he did. With her wet womanhood squeezing down tight on his shaft, Seen fucked his mother lustily, shoving his cock into her quickly and forcefully. The air around them was laced with the sounds of his hips smacking against hers, his great balls slapping her thighs, and the two moaned freely.

Others took noticed. Beachgoers lowered their sunglasses as men strained their necks to get a closer look at Viola's ass, as well as her tits when Seen reached his hands around to grope at them. The women, meanwhile, couldn't help but gawk at the size of the cock they saw between the bear boy's legs. Both parties looked on in silent envy, not just of the endowments of the two, but of the pleasure they were receiving. They could only imagine how groundbreaking their sex must feel, but they didn't dare approach.

Seen and Viola could feel the eyes on them, but this only fueled their desire, the volume of their moans growing as their genitals throbbed in heavy pleasure. Viola's wetness wetted the sand in a small puddle beneath her, and Seen's heels dug in near her ankles as he laid into her with everything he had, her ass bouncing with every one of his quick thrusts.

"Yes, Seen! Fuck Mommy good and hard now!" Viola cried as she came, wrapping an arm around her son's neck, thrusting her hips back into him, doing everything she could to feel more of that huge cock in her. Her pussy throbbed and squeezed around the cock that invaded it, encouraging more of the heavy abuse it was taking.

"Ohh, Mom, it's so good," he groaned. Every thrust into her sent waves of pleasure through him, her hot depths simply divine on his meat. He couldn't help himself from losing control, pounding her, groping her body with needy hands, feeling her body around his as much as possible.

Seen humped his mother good and hard, his endurance and pace never slowing, quickly bringing her to another strong orgasm as he neared his. Viola spread her legs for it, facilitating her son's thrusts into her wet cunt, pleasuring her hard, rough male. Soon, they felt themselves going over the edge, their calls of ecstasy ringing across the sand and waves.

"Yeah Mom!"

"Oh yes, Seen!"

He buried himself into her, pumping her full of cum once more with thick, heavy blasts from his great nuts. She cooed and moaned, shivering as she felt her womb stuffed full of hot seed once more, her insides tingling at the feeling of being spread open by his cock and full of cum. When Seen finally pulled out, the two sighed with satisfaction at the creampie they had made.

Catching their breath, they looked out at the horizon to see the sun beginning to set, shading the sky with evening beauty. "Why don't we head home, sweetie?" she said, planting a loving kiss on his cheek. "I think we have a long night ahead of us."

"I'd like that," he said.

They hurried back to their home, stepping through the front door as night was falling. The two sailed past the others, eager to be alone. Viola led her son into their room, lighting incense and drawing the blinds, only slivers of moonlight and dull flames illuminating them

Undressing, their clothes falling to the floor, the two climbed into the blankets with one another. Seen couldn't help but bury his head between his mother's breasts, stroking her softly, hearing her deep breaths of excitement.

Viola kissed her son's head. "Are you ready, my darling?"

"Yeah," he answered.

She kissed him again with a smile. "I want to feel you, Seen. As you grow up, you and I will inevitably grow apart, but I hope we'll never be distant. You're starting to become a great man, and I'm proud of you. But I know you have great needs, like the other men of our family. I want to see what you've got." She wrapped him up in her arms. "We have all night. Let's make the most of it."

"Okay, Mom," he answered, anticipation making him shiver. He kissed his mother's cheek. "I love you."

She kissed his back. "I love you too, sweetie."

Viola rolled a little onto her back, spreading her legs and raising her arms, exposing herself entirely to ser son's whim. He admired her body, tracing his fingers over her breasts and nipples, and down her belly to her thighs and lips. He situated himself over her, placing his hands on either side of her with his tip poised to enter her.

She hung her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her. He didn't mind, quickly taking a nipple into his mouth as he entered her.

"Ah," she moaned. "Mmm, sweetie, you're such a big boy now..."

"Getting bigger too!" he said. They giggled, but exchanged moans as he began to thrust. He could still feel the slick warmth of his last load within her, and slowly began to work himself into a rhythm, playing with her nipples and sinking himself into her, body, cock, and all.

She hugged him tight, draping her legs around his body, bringing him close as he spread her snatch wide. The pleasure was incredible, but more than his rod inside her, she could feel his face smothered in her breasts, his tongue swirling around her nipples, his hands groping her chest and thighs, his body moving on top of hers, every motion ending in a satisfying meeting of their hips, his great balls meeting her round ass, their voices mingling as their bodies joined.

"Don't hold back, darling," she encouraged him. "Go as hard as you like, be as loud as you want. Ah!"

"Ohh, Mom! You're so tight!"

"Mm, fuck me sweetie. Fuck me hard! Yes!"

Seen began to pound his mother, their passionate moans echoing throughout the house as the sheets became tangled with their frenzied motions. Viola sat up a little, throwing her leg over Seen's shoulder as he wrapped his arms around it, giving himself more leverage to thrust into her. The two were lost in pleasure, and with no one around to distract them and the entire night ahead, their thoughts gave way to desire. They felt each other so much more closely than ever before, as Viola gave herself to her son's burning need for sex, and Seen gave himself to his mother's care, throwing himself into her, letting himself be enveloped by her just as she was filled by him. It was an intimacy forged entirely in sweaty, lusty pleasure, but one that they shared entirely together, their hearts beating and genitals throbbing as one.

"Mom! I wanna fuck you all night! Ohh!" Seen cried. Normally he wouldn't use such language around his mother, but with her passage claimed by him, her body ravaged by his thick cock, he couldn't help himself, and she was in no position to chastise him.

"Do it, darling! Fuck your mommy good and hard! Ohh, good boy!"

Seen took her with a ferocity greater than most men, and her eyes rolled upward, her body shaking with every thrust into her, and all she could feel was her son's massive manhood spreading her, filling her, fucking her senseless. She could only spread her legs wider and accept the pounding he had to give her.

Seen, too, was overwhelmed with pleasure. This angle made for a rough fucking, and he could feel her sticky wetness flowing around him, her sopping, hot, throbbing pussy practically begging for more, just as her cries of ecstasy did. He wrapped his arms tightly around her thigh and shoved himself into her more, his heavy balls demanding release as they pounded her ass, churning with his heavy load.

"Oh! Mommy! I'm gonna cum, Mommy!" Seen called, his hips pounding her loudly, the wet sounds of his meat filling her womanhood filling the house.

"Cum in me, sweetie! Fill mommy with that hot cum! Don't stop! Oh, don't stop!"

"Mom!" Seen called as his climax approached.

The two screamed together, but even as their bodies were wracked with magnificent orgasm, Seen's hips pounded on like a machine. Viola's juices spurted and gushed around her son's fat cock, his thick, thrusting manhood driving her to new heights of pleasure as she pushed herself into him, pleasuring him all the way to his base. His hot, heavy cum burst from him in thick wads, filling her quickly, but he didn't slow down one bit. The gobs of semen splattered across their hips and over the covers as he stirred up the load that filled his mother, but he couldn't stop. The pleasure that forced his senses into submission only demanded more, igniting the powerful lust deep within him. His muscles clenched powerfully as he grunted and pumped into her. He wanted more. And Viola had already given herself to him.

When their orgasms ended, Seen was still fucking his mother, his cock soaked white, the sticky fluid coating her thighs, but that didn't stop her from keeping her legs spread and encouraging him.

"Ohh, you're so good, sweetie. You filled Mommy up with so much cum! Cum in me again, darling! Fuck Mommy all night long!"

"I wanna fill you, Mom! I don't want to stop! It feels so good," Seen groaned in response.

His cock hammered into her pussy all night long. Not for a moment did they slow, the pleasure endless. Seen dumped countless loads into his mother's womb until his cream flowed from her like her juices, forming a sticky puddle around her ass, soaking the bed, but no matter how many times Seen emptied his balls, his cum remained thick and plentiful.

When the sun rose again at dawn, it found the two of them still at it, still begging for one another. Seen roared once more as he pumped his final load into his mother, Viola crying out in blissful response. Exhausted, the boy collapsed in a sweaty heap onto his mother's chest.

"That was... so good," he panted.

"It sure was," she cooed in response. "Go to sleep, sweetie. You're such a good boy."

"I love you, Mom," Seen said, already drifting off.

Viola kissed her son's head. "I love you too, Seen."

Wrapping her arms around him once more, his seed still flowing from her passage, she let her son rest, their bodies aching from exertion, but still buzzing with pleasure, each other's warmth calming all and carrying them off to sleep.