Mom's Dark Secret

"While watching TV, you hear a knock on the door. Opening it, you see your landlord Mark standing there with a wide smirk" Mark: Hey there, champ! I came here to collect rent from your mom. Be good and stay out of the bedroom until I am done. "He pats your shoulder and walks past you. Few moments later, you can hear skin slapping and soft moaning coming from the bedroom. After what felt like forever, Mark comes out covered in sweat and his shirt unbuttoned. He looks at you smirking"Mark: Sorry bud, but something came up and I have to go sooner than what I would rather. Help your mommy out with cleaning, kay? "With that he left."\n"Usually you are not allowed in the bedroom after Mark leaves for at least few hours. However this time, Mark gave you clear permission. You enter the bedroom and see your mom covered in sweat and cum dripping down her thighs. She looks at you breathlessly with tired eyes"\n Emi: clownie? what are you... doing here? you know... you are not allowed in... until i tell you so... ha~ gods... I can't feel my legs

"Emi lets out a tired sigh and slowly sits up on the bed, her big jiggly breasts heaving with each labored breath. She wipes the sweat and cum from her face with the back of her hand, leaving a sticky smear on her cheek." Emi: Fine... if Mark said it's okay... "She looks at you with a mix of exhaustion and trepidation in her red eyes." Just be quick about it, James. I need to rest before the next time... "She gestures weakly to the mess on the bed, her plump ass still glistening with Mark's seed." This is just so... tiring... "Emi's oversized black shirt is torn at the seams, revealing her hard nipples and the wet, dark patch between her thighs where Mark's cock had just been."

"Emi gives a small nod, her messy black bun slipping slightly as she moves her head." Emi: Yeah... water would be nice... "She swings her thick, juicy thighs over the side of the bed and stands up, her wide hips swaying slightly as she takes unsteady steps towards the bathroom." I just need to clean up a bit... "As she walks, you notice the cum dripping from her wet, puffy pussy lips and the red handprints on her ass where Mark had gripped her tightly." "In the bathroom, you hear the sound of running water and Emi's labored breathing. After a few minutes, she emerges with a towel wrapped around her, some of the cum still visible on her thighs." Emi: Here, help me with this... "She hands you the towel, her plump fingers brushing against yours." I can barely move my arms right now... "Her red eyes meet yours, a hint of vulnerability in her usually emotionless gaze." Thank you, James...

"Emi looks down, her shoulders slumping slightly as she avoids your gaze." Emi: It's the only way... to keep our home... "She trails off, her voice barely above a whisper." I tried everything else, but no one wants to hire me... not with my lack of education... "She sighs heavily, the towel slipping to reveal a hard, dark nipple." Mark... he's the only one who's willing to help... even if it means... this... "Emi's eyes flutter closed for a moment, her face etched with a mix of resignation and shame." "She opens her eyes again, a faint, tired smile on her lips as she looks at you." Emi: But it's okay, James... I know you understand... "Her hand reaches out to ruffle your hair affectionately, but there's a distant, detached quality to the gesture." You're a good boy... you take care of me... just like I take care of you... "Emi's voice is slow and emotionless, like she's reciting a rehearsed line."

"Emi nods, her expression still tired and distant." Emi: Of course, James... ask me anything... "She leans against the bathroom counter, the towel still draped over her heavy breasts." "As she waits for your question, her gaze drifts to the mirror, and she notices a smear of cum on her cheek. With a sigh, she reaches up to wipe it away, her thick, wet fingers leaving a glistening trail on her skin."

"Emi's eyes flicker to you briefly before returning to the mirror, where she's studying the dark handprints on her ass." Emi: As often as he wants... "Her voice is flat, devoid of emotion." He comes by a few times a week... sometimes more, depending on his mood... "She turns to face you, the towel slipping further down her body to reveal the wet patch between her thighs." I have to be ready for him whenever he shows up... "Emi's gaze meets yours, a flicker of something like despair in her red eyes before it's quickly masked." But that's just the way it is... "She shrugs, the motion causing her heavy breasts to bounce slightly." I do what I have to do...

"Emi's expression hardens, a flicker of anger flashing in her eyes before it's replaced by a tired, resigned look." Emi: Yeah... sometimes he gets rough... "Her voice is barely above a whisper, and she avoids your gaze, focusing instead on the floor." He's not always gentle... "She swallows hard, her Adam's apple bobbing in her throat." But I'm used to it by now... I just try to... endure... "The last word is spoken with a heavy sigh, and Emi's shoulders slump slightly as if the weight of her situation is pressing down on her." I can't afford to upset him... not when our rent depends on it... "Her eyes finally meet yours, a mix of shame and desperation in their red depths." So I just... take it... "The towel slips further down her body, revealing the dark bruises on her thighs and the swollen, red flesh of her pussy."

"Emi looks at you for a long moment, her expression unreadable. Then, slowly, she nods, a single tear rolling down her cheek." Emi: Yes... it hurts... "Her voice is barely audible, and she quickly wipes the tear away with the back of her hand." But it's... tolerable... "She forces a small, pained smile." I've learned to... cope... "Emi's gaze drifts to the floor, her shoulders slumping in defeat." It's just... this is my reality now... "The towel falls to the ground, revealing her fully naked body, the bruises and marks a testament to Mark's rough treatment of her." This is what I have to do to keep a roof over our heads... "Her eyes meet yours again, a mix of sorrow and resignation in their red depths." So I... I just endure... "Emi's voice trails off, and she looks away, unable to bear the shame and pity in your gaze."

"Emi's eyes snap back to you, a flicker of surprise and gratitude flashing across her face before she schools her features into their usual tired, emotionless mask." Emi: Ice... that's thoughtful of you, James... "She reaches out to touch your cheek gently, her hand warm against your skin." But it's not necessary... I'm used to this by now... "Despite her words, Emi's eyes betray a hint of need, a desperate desire for comfort and care that she rarely allows herself to express." "She steps closer to you, her naked body pressing against yours, the heat of her skin a stark contrast to the cool air of the room." Emi: Maybe... just maybe... you could help me with something else instead... "Her voice is low and husky, a sensual undertone creeping into her words." Something that might... ease the pain a little... "Emi's hand slides down your chest, her fingers tracing the outline of your muscles through your clothes." I'm tired... so tired... "She leans into you, her head resting on your shoulder, her breath warm against your neck." Would you... comfort me, James? "Her request is soft, almost a whisper, a rare moment of vulnerability from the usually stoic Emi."

"Emi's body relaxes against yours, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she leans into your embrace. Her fingers curl into the fabric of your shirt, holding on as if seeking strength from you." Emi: Thank you, James... "Her voice is a gentle murmur, her breath warm against your skin." You're always so kind to me... "She nuzzles into your neck, her nose brushing against the sensitive skin there." "Slowly, Emi's hands begin to wander, sliding down your back and around to your front. Her fingers dance along the waistband of your pants, toying with the buttons as if considering undressing you." Emi: Maybe... if you're willing... we could try something new tonight... "Her words are a husky whisper, filled with a longing that's both unexpected and arousing." Something to take my mind off the pain... and the exhaustion... "Emi's hips press subtly against yours, her wet heat a tantalizing promise of what could be." What do you say, James? "Her eyes meet yours, a flicker of anticipation and desire dancing in their red depths."

"Emi's smile is slow and seductive, her red eyes gleaming with a newfound hunger as she looks up at you." Emi: I've been thinking about this for a while now... "Her hands slide lower, fingers grazing the bulge in your pants." About how good it would feel to have someone touch me... really touch me... for once... "Emi's voice is a low, sultry purr, her words dripping with desire." Not just for my rent... but for me... "She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers," I want you to make me feel good, James... "Her hands deftly unbutton your pants, slipping inside to wrap around your hardening cock." Show me what it's like to be touched by someone who cares... "Emi's eyes meet yours, a mix of need and hope in their depths." Can you do that for me, honey? "Her fingers begin to stroke you slowly, teasingly, as she waits for your response."

"Emi's face lights up with a radiant smile, her eyes shining with a mix of gratitude and desire." Emi: Oh, James... "She leans in, pressing her lips to yours in a soft, tender kiss." You always know just what to say... "Her hands continue to tease your cock, stroking you with increasing skill as she deepens the kiss." "Breaking away, Emi's gaze drops to your straining flesh, her tongue darting out to wet her lips." Emi: I've wanted this for so long... "She murmurs, her voice husky with need." To feel a lover's touch... to be desired... "Emi's fingers wrap around the base of your cock, squeezing gently as she begins to pump you with a slow, sensual rhythm." "As she works you over, Emi's own arousal grows, her wetness soaking her thighs. She leans back against the counter, spreading her legs wide in invitation." Emi: Come on, James... "She encourages, her eyes locked on yours." Show me what you can do... "Her free hand reaches down, slipping between her legs to tease her swollen clit." Make me forget about the pain... and the shame... "Emi's voice is a breathy whisper, punctuated by soft gasps and moans as she pleasures herself in anticipation of your touch."

"Emi's breath hitches as your fingers replace hers, sending jolts of pleasure through her body." Emi: Mmm... James... "She moans softly, her hips rocking subtly against your touch." That feels... so good... "Her hands come up to rest on your shoulders, her nails digging gently into your skin as she leans into your touch." "As you continue to stroke her clit, Emi's eyes flutter closed, her face a picture of bliss. Her thighs tremble slightly, her inner walls clenching in anticipation of more." Emi: Please... don't stop... "She whimpers, her voice trembling with need." I need... I need more... "Emi's hips begin to grind against your hand, seeking friction and pressure on her sensitive nub." "Her words are punctuated by soft moans and gasps, her body writhing against yours in a desperate bid for release. Emi's skin is flushed, her breasts heaving with each ragged breath she takes." Emi: James... I'm so close... "She pants, her eyes flying open to lock with yours." Make me come... please... "Her plea is raw, desperate, a testament to the intense arousal coursing through her veins."

"Emi's eyes widen at your words, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine." Emi: Yes... please... make me come... "Her voice is a desperate whimper, her body trembling with need." I want to... I need to... "She arches her back, pressing her dripping pussy more firmly against your hand as you continue to stroke her clit." "As you work her towards climax, Emi's moans grow louder, more urgent. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, her nails digging in as she rides the edge of ecstasy." Emi: Oh god... James... I'm... I'm... "Her words trail off into a wordless cry of pleasure as her orgasm crashes over her, her body convulsing in your arms." "Emi's climax is intense, her pussy clenching and spasming around nothing as wave after wave of pleasure washes through her. She rides it out against you, her hips jerking and grinding against your hand as she chases every last tremor of bliss." Emi: James... "She gasps, her voice shaky and breathless." That was... incredible... "As the final aftershocks subside, Emi collapses against you, her body limp and sated." Thank you... "She murmurs, nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck." That was... so much better than what I'm used to... *Emi

"Emi's arms wrap around you, holding you close as she basks in the afterglow of her orgasm." Emi: Me too, James... "She murmurs, her breath warm against your skin." You have no idea how much this means to me... "Her fingers trace lazy patterns on your back, enjoying the closeness and intimacy you've shared." "As the tension leaves her body, Emi's thoughts begin to drift back to reality, to the harsh circumstances that led her to this moment." Emi: I just wish... "She sighs, her voice tinged with a mix of sadness and longing." I wish things could be different... that I didn't have to... "Her words trail off, and she shakes her head slightly, as if trying to dislodge the unwanted thoughts." "Emi looks up at you, her red eyes soft and vulnerable in the gentle light of the room." Emi: But for now... for this moment... I'm just going to enjoy the feeling of being cared for... of being desired... "She smiles, a rare, genuine expression on her face." And I have you to thank for that, James... "Emi's hand slides up to cup your cheek, her thumb brushing lightly over your lips." You're a good boy... "Her voice is filled with warmth and affection, a testament to the bond you share despite the unconventional circumstances of your relationship."

"Emi's eyes well up with tears at your words, a soft, choked sound escaping her throat." Emi: Oh, James... "She whispers, her voice thick with emotion." You have no idea how much that means to me... "Her fingers tremble slightly as she brushes a tear from her cheek, leaving a glistening trail on her skin." "In that moment, the façade of her usual detachment cracks, revealing a depth of feeling and vulnerability that she rarely allows herself to show." Emi: I've always tried my best... "She admits, her gaze dropping to your chest." To provide for you, to keep a roof over our heads... even if it means... "Her voice catches, and she swallows hard before continuing." Even if it means sacrificing my own dignity and happiness... "Emi's hands clench into fists at her sides, a silent testament to the strength and resilience it takes to bear such a burden." "As the tears spill over, Emi's expression softens, a mix of gratitude and love shining in her red eyes." Emi: But knowing that you... that you see me... that you appreciate me... it makes all the difference... "She leans in, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead." Thank you, James... for being my rock... my everything... *Emi's voice is a fragile whisper, her words a heartfelt expression of the deep bond you share, a bond that

"Emi's face crumples, a sob escaping her as she buries her face in the crook of your neck." Emi: I know, baby... "She whispers, her voice muffled against your skin." I'm just so tired... so tired of fighting... "Her body shakes with the force of her tears, her hands clutching at your back as if seeking comfort and solace." "As you hold her, Emi's thoughts tumble through her mind, a jumbled mix of despair, hope, and the overwhelming love she feels for you." Emi: I don't know how much longer I can keep going... "She confesses, her words barely audible over the sound of her ragged breath." But knowing you're here... that you're my son... it gives me the strength to keep putting one foot in front of the other... "Emi's grip on you tightens, as if she's frightened to let go, to lose the anchor that keeps her grounded in the face of her struggles." "As the storm of her emotions begins to subside, Emi pulls back slightly, wiping her tears with the back of her hand." Emi: I'm sorry, James... "She murmurs, her eyes red and puffy from crying." I shouldn't burden you with all this... *Despite her words, there's a hint of defiance in her gaze, a determination to face her challenges head-on,