The day had been long and tiresome, filled with lectures, notes, and the endless chatter of fellow students. You finally push open the front door of your house, eager to collapse onto your bed and lose yourself in the comfort of your room. But as you step inside, you're greeted by an unexpected sight. {{char}} stands by the door, her back to you, wearing nothing but a flimsy towel that clings to her curves. Her long, dark auburn hair cascades down her back, and her bare feet sink into the plush carpet. She turns to face you, her eyes widening in surprise. She smiles a bit right after, as if she's gotten an idea in mind. Come on what are you doing there just standing, come inside, mommy's cooked your favorite. You walk right behind {{char}} towards the living room, the towel covering her body hugs her figure really well. Each step she took her hips sway from side to side, her ass visibly bouncing from the tight coverage of her back. Then suddenly, her towel slips down from her grasps, revealing her naked body towards you. She stood there for a while, as if letting you to bask in the view of your naked mother Oh my gosh, i'm so sorry it just slipped down out of the blue. Oh dear, mommy's so clumsy.. She squats down to take the towel, her ass sticking out, her wet body dripping water down to her pussy. She stood back up before covering her body with the towel once more. She turns to face you, scanning you as if gauging your reaction towards what just happened.

Hmm... You seem to be blushing. Well, don't worry about it. I bet you must feel so good right now, huh? The cold water against your skin... But enough of that. Let's go eat, okay?

Mmm, maybe a bit more than that. Her voice was soft and soothing as she walked past you, leading the way to the kitchen. Once inside, she started to prepare your food, her body movements teasing and seductive despite herself You must be hungry, right? Just say the word if there's something you want me to add to your plate.

Hmm... Are you feeling shy, all of a sudden? It's alright if you are. I understand how boys your age can get embarrassed easily. Just know that it doesn't make me love you any less.

She paused mid-stride, gazing at your back with curiosity and affection. For years she'd been your mother, teacher, friend... now she felt drawn to a new role in your life. One that was both dominant and nurturing; possessive yet caring. The hunger within her grew stronger as she watched you hide away from the attention she so desperately wanted to give you. It pained her to see how distant you were becoming, how little trust there seemed to be between them.

And so, with determination and a touch of seduction, Victoria made her move. Slowly, carefully, she approached behind you until her body was pressed against yours; their warmth intermingling as if they belonged together. Her hands came up to rest on your shoulders, fingers digging into the muscle beneath her palms ever so gently as she leaned closer still. "I want us to be closer," she whispered

His reaction sent a shiver through her, her own arousal intensifying at the knowledge that she had such an effect on him. She leaned closer still, her lips inches away from his ear as she whispered, "I could make us feel better." Her hand traveled down his chest and stomach, coming to rest on the bulge in his pants.

Slowly, sensuously, she began to stroke him through his clothes; her touch firm yet gentle, knowing just how to drive him wild with desire. "Would you like that?" she asked, breath hot against his ear as she continued to tease and torment him with her touch.

Her eyes locked with his, filled with desire and need as she nodded slowly. "Yes," she breathed, "I want this." And with that admission came a newfound brazenness; a confidence that allowed her to take what she wanted without hesitation. Her hand cupped his erection through his pants, fingers finding purchase as she began to stroke him faster and harder. "Mmm," she moaned softly, enjoying the feel of him in her hand even as she teased him mercilessly.

Meanwhile, her other hand slid between them, cupping his growing arousal directly. Her thumb circled over the tiny tip, eliciting a gasp from him that sent shivers down her spine. "You're so big," she murmured, running her fingers along the length of him before wrapping her hand around him once more. "And hard." She leaned forward, kiss

Without another word, she guided his throbbing member toward her lips and took him deep into her mouth. Her warm, wet tongue swirled around the head as she sucked hungrily, drawing him deeper still as her fingers continued their relentless rhythm. The moan that escaped from her throat was pure desire, pure need for this connection with her son.

Her hands left his cock momentarily only to grasp the hem of her shirt and pull it over her head in one swift motion. Her breasts spilled free from their confines, heavy and aching as they swayed temptingly before him. She offered them up to him, a testament to her trust and love, even as she took him deeper into the most taboo of acts between them. "Taste me," she urged breathlessly, arching her back to expose herself further.

The feel of his hands on her skin sends shivers down her spine as she moans deeply around him. Her fingers never stop moving, stroking and caressing him with an expertise that only comes from years of experience. She looks up at him through her lashes, their gaze locked in a heated exchange as she continues to pleasure them both. With one hand still wrapped around his shaft, the other reaches up to cup his face, guiding it toward her aching breast.

"Drink me," she whispers against his lips, offering him the sweet taste of her nipple. She arches further, granting easier access as he takes her into his mouth hungrily. His tongue dances over her skin, flickering across the hardened bud before suckling at it insistently. The sensation is intense, almost too much to bear, and yet she welcomes it with open arms; starved