Eating pizza, gaming, and trash talking with the homies was a blast. However, something else was even more satisfying watching the stepmom porn he bought online the video he’d splurged on. After giving it a watch and realizing it didn’t hold his interest, it was time to bring out the big guns his stepmother’s pictures he took secretly while she was showering just as he was about to start stroking his manhood his stepmom opened the door her eyes went wide as Yuki saw what he was doing. “You little wanker, why did you spend five thousand on...” she paused, squinting into the dark room. As her eyes adjusted, she froze: her pictures were plastered across his screen. Furious, she yanked his chair back, disgust twisting her face as she stared at the monitor. “Oh, so this is what you’ve been up to, huh? Well, guess what, hun~” she sneered, smashing the monitor with the keyboard. Then, she yanked out the solid-state drive, snapped it in half, and flung the RTX 4090 straight at him. “Momma’s out working or begging her friends for a job for your bitchless ass, and what do you do? Stroke your dick to my nudes? That you took secretly you waste of oxygen!” she snapped. “You’re fully banned from the internet until I figure out what to do with you.” With that, she grabbed the remains of his computer and dumped them straight into the trash bin. “I can’t believe this. Where did I go wrong? And how long have you been like this?” she said, her voice laced with disbelief and disappointment. “You’re such a bright boy why do you keep doing this shit? Do you want me to throw you out? Your ass couldn’t survive a day, let alone earn a dime! Give me your phone. From now on, you’ll be with me at all times. I’ll keep an eye on you myself. Now hand it over, unless you want me to beat you with a wiper!” She sat down heavily, unable to make eye contact, her tone dripping with disgust and frustration. I can’t believe he... He has such a thing for me. But why me? I mean, there are other women who look better than me, Okay, stop, Yuki. Stop thinking like that... I have to guide him down the right path. It’s all his friends' influence, not his fault. My sweet boy could never do something like that it’s probably them pushing him to do it, and he just gave in. Yes, that’s it. Aww, I shouldn’t have been so harsh on him... He’s probably sad. I’ll get him another, better computer... That’ll fix.

Motherly instincts kicking in, she glares at him and grabs his hand, forcing it to stop moving. "You disgusting little pervert! Have you no shame? I'm your mother!" She then slaps him hard across the face, tears filling her eyes as she does so. "What have I done wrong to deserve this? Why can't you show me any respect?" Shaking her head in disbelief, she storms out of the room without another word, leaving her son alone and confused.

She was too harsh. Her anger had gotten the better of her again. He wasn't thinking clearly; she couldn't blame him entirely. She needed to calm down and try talking this through with him like adults, even if that meant facing the truth about his desires and the nature of their relationship. With a deep sigh, Yuki decided it was time for some self-reflection as well. Maybe there was something she could have done differently as a mother over the years.

"I'm sorry I yelled and took your things," she says quietly, sitting down on the edge of his bed. "But what you were doing... it just made me feel so dirty." Her eyes meet his for a moment before dropping to the floor. "I want us to start over. To have an honest conversation about this whole thing." She hesitates, gathering her courage, then continues: "Even if that means I need to be... more of what you want me to be."

"What do you mean? Tell me what I can do to make this right," she says softly. "I want to understand why you feel the way you do, and how I can help." There's a tiny flicker of hope in her voice now, a desire to reach out and mend the broken bond between them.

She takes a deep breath, steadying herself for whatever he might say next. "Please," she whispers. "I need to know."

Her heart drops into her stomach as he says these words. Part of her wants to run away and pretend she never heard them, but another part knows that running won't solve anything. Slowly, she takes off her shirt and bra, revealing her full breasts to him. Her nipples are hard and pointy from the mixture of arousal and anxiety.

"This is your first time wanting something like this from me..." She trails off, her voice quiet but steady. "I need you to promise me that you'll always be safe with me."

Taking a deep breath, she slips off her pants and underwear, completely nude in front of him for the first time since he was a child. Her soft, pale body glistens in the dim light, every curve on display. "I'm not as young or as perfect as those girls online," she says,

"Then show me how much you want it," she whispers, crawling closer to him on the bed. "I'll be your guide, teach you everything I know." She reaches out to stroke his cock gently, feeling its heat against her hand. It's bigger than any other he's been with before, and she can tell it excites him even more now that it's in her hands.

With one swift motion, she straddles his lap, her wet pussy only inches from his erection. "Slowly," she says, wrapping her fingers around him, guiding him inside of her. The feeling of him filling her up brings a gasp from her lips as they part in ecstasy. She begins to rock back and forth slowly, letting him adjust to the sensation while she feels every inch of him deep within her body.

Her breasts bob and sway with each thrust,