Tetsuye, a senior, was walking home.
It was a good day when the teacher was sick, the classroom was being renovated, and the school agreed that everyone should go home and study.
Zheye is a rather handsome boy, and as the son of the chairman of a large corporation, he grew up with a very thoughtful, almost innate desire to overcome and conquer. He was willing to suffer, as today, preferring to walk home and ruminate on things rather than call a car to pick him up, much less herd sheep to fool around.
The family’s living room was quiet.
(Is mom reading a novel in her room upstairs? I should say hi to mom before going back to my room!) Cheolye thought and walked towards his mom’s bedroom.
Turning the back porch, his hurried steps suddenly stopped as, he heard a chaotic rattling sound coming from the bedroom. Immediately after, he saw that the bedroom door opened, and his red-faced mother appeared in the doorway, wearing a nightgown that Zheye had never seen before. If the torso inside the nightgown was still hidden, it couldn’t cover the snow-white arms and calves.
Zheye turned around in silence and walked towards his room.
Everything is clear.
Standing at his desk for a few minutes, Zheye tried to do his best to calm himself down.
Outside the room there were sounds of descending stairs and closing doors, and all was silent again, an awkward silence.
Footsteps came towards the room and after a pause, the door finally opened.
“Chul-yip, I…”
It’s mom Mizuko’s voice.
Zheye didn’t move a muscle.
“You know that Dad spends all day outside. Mom… can’t stop him, so… you’ll have to… just pretend you didn’t see anything, okay? …”
“Zheye…” Mizuko was embarrassed when she saw that her son didn’t make a sound and was ready to turn around and leave.
“You’re getting back at dad, aren’t you?” Zheye finally spoke.
Mizuko flinched for a moment, but remembering what her husband Masanori had done, she bit her lip: “Yes, I hate him, and I want revenge.”
Zheye turned around with surprisingly calm eyes : “I don’t blame you, mom.”
“Y…” Mizuko was overjoyed.
“But, Mom, you know what the best way to get revenge is?”
“Divorce?” Zizi looked at her son quizzically.
“That would be the stupidest thing to do.”
“Then…” said Mizuko, confused.
…and silence again.
Tetsuye finally spoke again, this time with words that shocked Mizuko: “Mom, the best way to get back at me is for you to lie down on my bed, then turn over and get on your knees, then lift up your nightgown with your own hands, then pull down your panties, exposing your buttocks to me your husband’s son, so that while your husband spends his time outside, his wife, is completely conquered by his son completely subjugated.”
Stunned, Misuko could hardly speak, “You…”
Zheye interrupted him, “The other option is to do what you always do, but I won’t let another man show up.”
The short words but made Mizuko even more speechless, she wanted to move forward to slap her son, but her hand was weak. A strong feeling of shame spread throughout her body, and strangely enough, the lower part of her belly was on fire.
“You have one minute to think about it.” Zheye stepped forward.
“You…”
“There’s only half a minute left. Think about what dad did!” Zheye calmly turned his back to his mother.
“Chul-yip, you can’t…”
“Mom, go away, I’m going to study.” Zheye took a seat at his desk: “I guess dad must not be back until late at night again.”
As if those last words had worked, Mizuko sat paralyzed on Tetsuye’s bed.
Zheye turned to his mother with a triumphant smile, “Mom. From now on, think of yourself only as a woman, a woman who takes revenge on her husband’s infidelity. Enjoy the good feeling of revenge.”
Mizuko was completely overcome by this strange method of retaliation, an increasingly comfortable feeling causing her to resist trembling slightly. She clenched her teeth and turned around with a flushed face, her head resting against the pillow, both hands reaching for her back and slowly lifting up her skirt. An intense pleasure of shame, revenge, and incest overwhelmed Misuzu-chan.
Inside and outside of her honey hole, it was moist. Trembling hands gripped the lace of her panties, and Misuko could no longer afford to remove them.
“Mom,” Zheye’s voice sounded behind him: “This is the most important step in your revenge against dad, and I can’t help you. Be completely naked, think of dad’s failure, complete failure.”
Those words gave Misuko courage again, and her hot hands finally slid the last of her panties down to her knees.
The beautiful mother’s ass was completely exposed to her son, a peach-like ass encased in narrow lacy panties exposed to his son.
Cheolye stroked his mother’s beautiful buttocks with the pleasure of conquest, watching as the labia seemed to quiver slightly, and the chrysanthemums in the backyard glistened with crystals. With a groan, Cheolye leaned down and stuck out his tongue…**
The dusk flowed silently, like a melancholy river.
The beautiful mother, Mizuko, stood in a luxurious office on the topmost floor of Masashi’s building, looking out the window.
Change comes fast. When her husband Zheng-zheng dies suddenly and violently, she takes over Zheng’s business as the survivor, and once her long-suppressed potential is unleashed, she demonstrates her amazing business talent. After taking over the business, she moves quickly to put the business on the right track, while at the same time trying to take her mind off a hidden story with her son, Cheol-yeol, by doing the arduous work.
Today, the key depends on a merger negotiation tomorrow that, if successful, will revitalize both Masashi Enterprises and himself.
But what was the other party’s bargaining card? Mizuko was in deep thought.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Misako turned around in shock as none other than her own son, Masamune Tetsuye, entered.
Since the last time, Mizuko had avoided being alone with her son.
“What are you doing here?”
“I want to help mom.” Zheye still doesn’t say much.
“Help me? You’re still studying!”
Tetsuye walked over to the desk and looked at the portrait of his grandfather, Masanori Ichiro: “But my last name is Masanori.” He placed an envelope on the desk, turned around and walked out again.
Puzzled, Misuko opened the envelope, which turned out to be a miniature tape recorder, and there was even a tape inside. Misuko pressed the button, and oh my god! The recording was of the negotiating partners discussing their negotiating cards.
What her son did always shocked Mizuko.
The negotiations finally worked.
Mizuko returned to her office tiredly and was surprised to find Tetsuye’s back standing in front of the window.
“Thank you, Cheolye… how did you get this?”
Zhe Ye turned around, his eyes still calm: “That’s not a problem. Mom, what I’m trying to say is that Dad and you are both responsible for the fact that the Zheng’s business that Grandpa started has ended up in this situation.”
“It’s your father who spends all day…”
“Dad is dead,” Zheye interrupted her: “As dad’s wife, you deserve to be punished by grandpa, but grandpa is long gone.” Tetsuye raised his head proudly: “As I said, my last name is Masanori.”
“You…”
“Yes, take your punishment right in front of Grandpa’s portrait, only then you won’t make mistakes in the future.”
“You’re too… too indulgent.” Mizuko tried her best to resist.
“Mom, everyone has to take their share of responsibility. I’ve skipped school before, and I’ve gotten my hand slapped by you.”
Tetsuye approached Mizuko, pulled a leather whip out of his pocket, and ordered, “Strip off all your clothes, put your hands on the wall, and receive a spanking.”
Mizuko couldn’t say a word as she looked at her son, who was young but felt terrible in front of her.
Cheolye remained unrelenting: “If mom doesn’t accept the punishment, maybe grandpa will give away yesterday’s recording as well.”
The words completely crushed Mizuko, who was now fully convinced that her son was capable of anything shocking.
Humiliated, she reached for the buttons and undid her dress. Then turning to face the wall, she slowly removed her skirt and, finally, her panties, which at some point had become soaked. Desperately, she pressed her hands against the wall, her snow-white ass towering backward, like a slave girl obeying her master.
“P… P…”
Tetsuye’s whip struck her mother’s snow-white, round ass relentlessly, and Misuko let out a sultry moan as her lower body erupted with an itch, and it wasn’t her ass that felt the hottest, it was her honey hole, which was already flooding.
“Ow, ow…” Mizuko’s mixture of pain, passion, shame and humiliation under her son’s whip brought her to a rapid climax: “Chul-yip, spank mommy’s ass harder, mommy is not a virtuous woman, I’m sorry to the Masakatsu family, I’m sorry to grandpa and I’m sorry to your Dad. Ah…”
Her long, luscious hair quivered with her lustful body, and her beautiful mother, flushed with red, bucked her ass even harder to receive her son’s wanton whipping.
With a spark in his eyes, Tetsuye pulled Mizuko to the window and told her to take a forward leaning position. Cold hands gently caressed his mom’s sexy mounds of flesh, watching the dewdrops glisten in the dense black jungle. Once again he raised his hand high in the air, immersing Mizuko in the lascivious pleasure of being whipped on the ass by her son, and she couldn’t control herself any longer as her hot little hand slowly reached down and stroked the equally hot labia for a moment before eagerly seeking out the gaping hole.
Soon a feeling of fulfilling pleasure came from underneath and she couldn’t help but moan and thrust herself.
In a daze, she heard her son’s cold voice: “Mom is so slutty, you have to be punished for being slutty…”
Mizuko was completely subjugated to her son’s male authority, and was powerless to resist when she realized that she had been tied up by Cheolye on the tea . Especially when she saw Cheolye quickly undressing and approaching her with his huge cannon, the beautiful mother, like a female beast in heat, whimpered, “Come and punish mom… I am your faithful slave.”
Zheye roughly spread Misuzu’s legs apart, his glans wantonly violating the most secret part of his beautiful mother, his long fingers skillfully teasing the snow-white meatballs, inspiring Misuzu to burst towards orgasm over and over again.
“Ow, come on in, take possession of your shameless mom…” said Mizuko, who was close to breaking down, her gentle pussy calling deeply for her son’s young, hot rod.
The thrill of conquest filled Chul-yip’s heart as he looked at the beautiful naked body of his red-faced mom beneath him. He pushed his hips forward hard, rooting in and enjoying his mom’s most open devotion.
There was a crack of thunder and lightning outside the window.
Tetsuye had Mizuko climbing to the top of her game in this moment as he once again conquered his beautiful mom.
A silver-gray Mercedes drove along the boulevard that circled the mountain.
Tetsuye drove the car without a word, with his beautiful mom, Mizuko, sitting next to him.
After graduating from college, Tetsuye took over his mother’s position as chairman of the board of directors and became the third generation of Masashi Kaisha.
Mizuko had completely submitted to her son with his steely personality, and today Tetsuye said he was taking her to a job that had a lot to do with the society, without revealing any details, which filled Mizuko with excitement and anticipation.
It was a spacious study, luxurious and regal.
Misako looked around curiously, “This must be the study of a big shot.”
The door opened and a man walked in. Although she was already prepared for it, Misako was still shocked and couldn’t help but stand up with Tetsuye. Because it was no one else but Prime Minister Kameda, the current Prime Minister of the Cabinet.
Tetsuye stepped forward and bowed: “Your Excellency Prime Minister, my mother is here.” After saying that, he turned to face Misuko: “The Prime Minister summoned us today, it is a favor to our society, you must obey the Prime Minister well.”
Mizuko was shocked beyond words.
The man behind the desk looked carefully at Mizuko and nodded in satisfaction: “Surely a capable and beautiful mother. Tetsuye, with you guys at Masashi Kaisha, it will definitely become the leading company in our country of Japan.”
Tetsuye bowed once again in gratitude, “Thank you, Prime Minister.”
As a reflex, Misuko also bent down, “Please take care of me.” She knew that today she would have to sacrifice the future of the club.
The Prime Minister smiled in satisfaction, “Cheol-yip, you know what to do, don’t you?”
“Yes.” Tetsuye turned to Mizuko and said, “Mom, you have to do your best, and serve the Prime Minister-sama well today.”
Mizuko murmured, “For the sake of the society, don’t worry…”
Suddenly, the Prime Minister interrupted Misuko: “Zheye, I have an idea, quickly carry your mother to my desk, I want you to undo your mother’s skirt with your own hands, and open your mother’s asshole, I want to take a good look!”
To be in front of my son and have him take off his skirt and show his ass to others! What a shameful thing! Mizuko felt her chest burning and her honey hole tingling.
The Prime Minister’s dignified voice rang in my ears again: “The day before yesterday, Mr. Ichiro brought his mother to the Jintai club, and when I saw how big and black that asshole was, I was so angry that I asked the family’s big wolf dog to fuck her. If her mother hadn’t let my dog have a go, that Ichijin boy would have…”
“Yes.” Tetsuye finished, still respectful, and picked up his limp mom and headed for his desk.
Soon, a beautiful lady, naked to the waist, was kneeling on the desk, her hot little hands wrapped around her son’s neck, her hips struggling to shrug back, her sexy ass radiating lust.
The prime minister patted it with satisfaction: “Well maintained, elastic and beautiful meat.” The other hand played with the fat labia, then, into the two fingers, grabbed the snow-white bud, comfortable to play with.
“Ow…” Misuko was so excited at the mere thought of someone behind her looking at her most private ass that she couldn’t help but moan at the skillful assault, and her fingers quickly became wet with the lewd liquid that spilled out.
Satisfied, the fingers retreated and began to attack the beautiful, sultry asshole while the other hand quickly filled the void in the beautiful pussy.
The beautiful mother’s front and back holes were violated, especially her asshole was gently gouged by a finger, making Mizuko twitch with sensitivity, it was a virginal strip of land that neither her husband nor her son had ever explored. Especially her son Tetsuye, every time he played with his posterior, he used only his tongue. As it turned out, he had long planned to offer his mother’s virgin ass to the person who would do the most good for the club in exchange for the club’s maximum growth.
Meizizi Zi surged with a sacred feeling of devotion, she felt her son Zheye was pulling out his penis and handled it, so she thoughtfully ambled down, wrapped her hands around her son’s sturdy waist, opened her beautiful little mouth, gently bit down on her son’s huge cannon, and tenderly sucked on it.
Encouraged, the prime minister in the back quickly stripped off his kimono, also revealing his age-inappropriate penis, and slapped Misuko’s sexy fleshy mound with pleasure.
“Zheye, your mom’s ass is first rate. Today, I’m going to have some fun. Ma’am, your asshole is the most beautiful in all of Japan, even better than the Crown Princess’s, and I’m going to make you realize that by enjoying the beauty of anal sex!”
Encouraged, Misuko licked and fondled her son’s cock and scrotum while puckering her ass up even harder for the Prime Minister’s exploits.
The Prime Minister first took out a bottle of cream and applied it delicately around Misuko’s asshole; a strong cooling sensation caused Misuko to relax the tense dilator muscles around her anus. Then the Prime Minister took out a crystalline glass rod and tentatively probed into the deep purple folds.
The first-time ass shivered as the glass rod continued to penetrate deeper in satisfaction, breaking through the door of her beautiful mother’s cute little asshole in one fell swoop. The ripping pain deep in her ass rendered Misuko unmotivated to suck her son’s cock any longer as her body struggled to free itself from the glass rod’s grasp.
Tetsuye quickly removed Misuko’s upper body clothing, his deft fingers rubbing his mom’s hard nipples.
“Aaah…” Misuko screamed as the glass rod in her ass went deeper and deeper and pulled out at the same time, the intense pain made Misuko cry out, her waist was tightly held down by her son, and her ass had no place to run from the Prime Minister’s assault with the glass rod.
The glass rod spins deftly.
“OOOOO…” cried Mizuko, wiggling her ass in resignation to the relentless thrusts of the glass rod.
“Good, good.” Satisfied, the Prime Minister removed the glass rod and admired the sultry sheen emanating from Misuko’s wet, lusty flower.
Tetsuye looked down at his abused mom: “Thank you, Prime Minister.”
“Oooh…” sobbed Mizuko, “Thank you, Prime Minister, for your favor, please penetrate my asshole and pussy.”
The Prime Minister laughed heartily, “Such a nice ass, but it needs to be tied up for a good time! Chul-yip, take your mother upstairs to that room and tie her up. Ha ha ha…”
“Yes, Prime Minister.” Zheye replied with all due respect.
And to be tied up? An even stronger feeling of humiliation caused Misuko’s entire body to burn.
This room is well thought out.
There were hooks dangling from the ceiling and binding posts all around, and whips, ropes, and some unidentified metal implements hung from the walls.
Tetsuye skillfully tied his mother’s hands with a rope and hung them from a hook, wrapped another rope around her belly to tense up Misuko’s breasts, and tied her feet with a leather strap.
The Prime Minister walked into the room and Tetsuye pressed himself against Misuko’s body, using the elasticity of the leather straps to keep her ass in an upturned position.
“Your ass is so slutty, ma’am.” Satisfied, the Prime Minister removed the leather whip from the wall and struck it hard towards Misuko’s snow-white, rounded mounds of flesh.
“AH…” the bound Mizuko let out a scream.
Amidst the sound of whipping, Tetsuye clamps down on Misuko’s hard nipples, his tongue licking and tonguing his mom’s beautiful mouth, and below that, he’s wantonly pumping his pretty mom’s beautiful slit with a candle wrapped in plastic wrap.
The poor mom who was attacked in multiple places quickly climaxed.
The Prime Minister dropped the whip and sheathed his cock, the fiery red glans marching toward Misako’s chrysanthemum door.
“AH, AH…”
The asshole that had been violated again seemed to be powerless to resist as the glans entered the asshole and rotated slowly deeper. Misuko, who was in tears from the pain, wiggled her ass and tried her best to meet the huge cock.
The Prime Minister finally penetrated to the root and moved quickly.
“OW…” After the pain had passed through her asshole, she gradually felt a sense of relief, and the sultry atmosphere caused Misuzu to sink into the great pleasure of anal sex.
The Prime Minister kissed Mizuko’s white pattering neck and accelerated his assault on the asshole, his fingers circling around to the front and pumping the beautiful pussy in place of the candle.
“Ah…”
“Ah…”
“Ah…”
The three men in the darkened room climaxed at the same time.
(concluded)