Realizing her disgrace, Midoriko Nakamori tried to scramble up and escape, ignoring her disheveled state. But whether from sitting too long in the "W" position or simply being drained of strength, the beautiful, mature prosecutor failed after several attempts.
As Yuu Hoshimiya approached, she grew more anxious. But haste makes waste; instead of standing, she stumbled and fell right into the room with a dull thud.
The noise startled Aoko, who was still recovering from her afterglow on the bed. "Brother Yuu?" she called out weakly, confused. Yuu stood in the doorway, blocking her view of her mother's pathetic state, so she assumed he had made the noise.
Seeing this, the despairing Midoriko almost wept with relief. She curled up, not caring about the vast expanse of skin she was exposing, trying to hide completely in Yuu's shadow.
The scene presented to Yuu was incredibly erotic.
He looked down to see a mature beauty curled at his feet. She wore a prosecutor's uniform, her slender legs encased in sheer black stockings. The uniform, usually serious and proper, now oozed temptation. The buttons on her chest were half-undone, revealing a deep cleavage and sexy black lace. Her skirt had ridden up her ample thighs to her waist, fully exposing her soaked panties. With his enhanced vision, Yuu could even spot a few stray curly hairs peeking out mischievously.
Her thin gold-rimmed glasses lay discarded nearby. Her hair, usually pinned up in a dignified bun, was loose and messy, framing her beautiful face and making her look even more seductive.
To top it off, seemingly desperate to avoid Aoko's notice, the beautiful prosecutor looked up at Yuu with pleading eyes.
This sight would break any normal man, let alone Yuu, who was already running hot. He had only intended to test the waters since she had been watching so intently, but now...
Looking at the beauty at his feet, his half-softened weapon snapped back to full attention with such force and speed that the residual fluids on it scattered.
Yuu's dark red pupils locked onto Midoriko. Ignoring her despairing gaze, he stepped aside and said, "Aoko, Auntie Midoriko is back."
Midoriko closed her eyes, tears leaking from the corners. To be seen in such a disgraceful state by her daughter... as a mother, she felt an overwhelming shame. She wanted the ground to swallow her whole.
But while she drowned in shame, Yuu's next words shocked her to the core.
"Mom?"
Aoko turned her head, looking past Yuu to the woman on the floor. Seeing her mother's disheveled state, the girl froze for a moment before realization dawned.
Isn't that just like me earlier? Watching and... comforting herself...
Aoko easily guessed why her mother was home early; likely, work had finished ahead of schedule. It had happened before, just rarely. It was just a coincidence that it happened tonight.
"Hey, Aoko, Auntie Midoriko seems to be feeling very unwell. Should I help her?" Yuu asked Aoko politely.
He was confident he could conquer this obviously starved mature beauty. However, Aoko's opinion mattered more. She was a "Chosen Daughter," so he had to respect her feelings before taking her mother. especially since contracting Aoko had just provided a massive amount of XP, triggering another system upgrade.
This time, Yuu chose to evolve the system into an independent AI with internet access. The Mission and Store modules were useful, but his current strength rendered them redundant. He didn't have time for missions anyway. He wanted the system to help him, not give him chores.
So, he chose to evolve System-nee into a loyal "Skynet." A super-AI would solve all his cyber-security needs and provide invaluable assistance. The upgrade would take about a month, during which System-nee would be dormant, though stat upgrades would still work. In a month, he would have a loyal super-AI—a tool as powerful as magic in this tech-driven world.
Since Aoko had helped him so much, he had to ask. If she refused, he would hold back, no matter how disappointed he was. Feelings were mutual; unless he wanted to be a monster, he couldn't abuse his power, even with a contract. He wanted to be a Harem King, not a slave driver.
Aoko understood immediately. After a brief thought, she said decisively, "I'm fine with it. It depends on Mom's own feelings."
Meaning: If Mom agrees, go ahead.
As a prosecutor versed in rhetoric, Midoriko understood instantly. But the sheer shock of the information overloaded her brain.
Aoko's response was within Yuu's expectations. Sonoko and Ran had been feeding her all sorts of "wild" ideas for days, the most shocking being the mother-daughter dynamics in their own relationships. But after the shock came the thrill. Humans crave stimulation, only held back by societal red lines. But as long as it didn't disrupt social stability or violate fundamental ethics too severely, many were willing to try.
Mother and daughter serving one husband? It had historical precedent. Even the Japanese imperial family still practiced inbreeding. Compared to that, this was tame. So, the girls accepted it surprisingly fast.
While Midoriko's brain was still rebooting, Yuu scooped her up and carried her to the bathroom. Even a naturally beautiful woman needed to freshen up after a day's work. Yuu liked the natural scent, but not too strong.
In the bathroom, as Yuu began stripping off her uniform, Midoriko finally snapped out of it. She tried to resist, but to Yuu, it felt more like half-hearted refusal.
And it was.
With her daughter's permission, the prosecutor who hadn't tasted meat since her pregnancy could no longer suppress her inner turmoil. Every time her gaze swept over his massive endowment, she gulped, her damp passage twitching in anticipation of being filled.
Under her weak protests, Yuu stripped the mature beauty and washed her clean. He also washed himself, preparing for her service.
Coming out of the bathroom, Midoriko had lost all will to resist. She had a belly full of questions, but they had to wait. The priority was extinguishing the fire that had been building for nearly twenty years.
When Yuu brought her back to the bedroom, Aoko was gone. From the next room came the sounds of giggling and chatting. The sensible girl had once again left the battlefield to those in need, joining Kazuha in bed.
Kazuha, having recovered after a few hours of sleep, was chatting with Aoko. Yuu tuned in briefly and heard some interesting tidbits.
Kazuha: "Aoko, you sent your mom to Brother Yuu's bed so quickly?" Aoko: "I didn't send her! She wanted it herself." Aoko: "After trying sex, I realized how hard it must have been for Mom all these years... Mom and Dad have slept in separate rooms for a long time..." Kazuha: "Hehe, so you're being a considerate daughter?" Aoko: "Brother Yuu is strong enough, and one more won't hurt. It's a win-win." Aoko: "But Brother Yuu is too amazing. Otherwise, Mom might have held back, and I'd have a headache explaining the messy bed and why I was wearing her underwear..." Kazuha: "Huh? Why were you wearing your aunt's underwear? Aren't you..."
Yuu stopped listening. The mature beauty in the room had let go completely. Looking at the beautiful prosecutor, now eyeing him hungrily like a bitch in heat, Yuu lost interest in eavesdropping. Eating the meal in front of him was more important!
The unleashed beauty knelt naked on the bed. In front of her stood a thick, fiery red dragon, veins bulging, head held high.
Midoriko's wet hair cascaded down her back. Her face was flawless and seductive, showing no trace of an "auntie." She was a soul-stealing siren. Yuu realized why she dressed so conservatively; her natural charm would attract too many pests otherwise. Being married wasn't a deterrent in Japan; for some perverts, it was a bonus. Even in the Conan world, Yuu had more morals than most—at least he respected consent.
Midoriko didn't care what Yuu was thinking. Her mind was filled with him and the massive dragon aiming for the sky. If not for her years of chastity and reserve, she would have tasted it in the bathroom. Now, she was at her limit.
Her eyes traced his handsome face, his muscular abs, and finally settled on the purple-red giant. Water droplets still clung to it, dripping onto the floor and reflecting the light.
Her face showed excitement and craving. She licked her lips, as if licking the dragon before her. Without needing an order, she reached out to caress it. Leaning forward, she used the tip of her tongue to tease the head.
At Yuu's signal, the prosecutor, inexperienced in practice but theoretically knowledgeable, opened her mouth and took the massive head inside with a "Mmph!"
"Hiss... Auntie Midoriko, your mouth feels great. You must have practiced in your fantasies when you were lonely!"
"Mmph... woo..."
Her mouth was stuffed full, making her reply unintelligible, but her actions spoke for her. She opened wide, swallowing a length of the glistening shaft, sucking hard. Her tongue swirled around the head and the slit, while her moans vibrated against him, stimulating Yuu intensely.
Physically and mentally satisfied by conquering her, Yuu gasped in pleasure.
Midoriko's tongue was light and agile, her mouth tight and strong. Coupled with her slutty enthusiasm—such a stark contrast to her prosecutor image—the dragon grew even larger.
"Your tongue is so... so agile... mmm... tighter... yes..."
Yuu encouraged her. She spat it out to stroke the shaft and balls with her hand, looking up at him seductively. Her usually serious mouth let out a cutesy whine.
"Hmph... Yuu-kun... does it feel good?"
"Haha!" Yuu laughed, grabbing her hair and thrusting his hips, burying himself in her sexy red mouth again.
"Hiss..." The warm, wet sensation made him groan.
Kneeling on the floor, feeling used like a sex toy, Midoriko felt a mix of shame and thrill. She licked the eye of the dragon, her warm tongue exploring every ridge. As she adapted, her movements grew bolder.
She lowered her head to lick his balls, sucking them like melting ice cream from the bottom up. Watching "Little Yuu" grow harder under her care filled her with pride and joy.
She took the head into her mouth again, saliva flowing freely. The wet, slurping sounds echoing in the room were incredibly lewd. Her hands pumped the shaft as she bobbed her head, her lips stretched to their limit.
Not satisfied, the hungry wife tried to swallow it whole. Gripping his thighs, she buried her face in his crotch. The hard, hot rod slid in and out of her mouth. When she pulled back, strings of saliva connected her lips to him, dripping onto her neck.
"Little Yuu" was soaked, as if dipped in water. She spat out most of it, then tried to swallow it again, determined to take it all. Greedy, Yuu thought. She isn't afraid of choking?
Unfortunately, while she had a silver tongue for law, her oral skills were average. Being her first time, she couldn't take the whole thing no matter how hard she tried.
After enjoying it for a while, Yuu pulled her hands away. Standing wasn't as comfortable as lying down, nor was it convenient for him to actively enjoy the debauched wife.
Lying on the bed, Yuu signaled her to continue. This position was easier for her. She kissed the head happily and resumed bobbing. But at best, she could only take two-thirds; the rest remained outside.
Midoriko had to give up, resigned. It wasn't lack of effort; his size was simply unreasonable. She felt her throat stretching, her breathing restricted, yet so much was still exposed. I can't imagine what it would feel like in my lower mouth...
As she spaced out, mouth half-open, Yuu flipped her over and pinned her down. He sat on her waist and began rubbing his wet steel gun against her soft, full breasts.
Stunned for a second, the beautiful wife then pushed her breasts together, cooperating. She had no experience, but she had seen and read plenty over the years. Her technique started clumsy but quickly improved.
Mature wives really know how to play! Yuu thought appreciatively.
Seeing his enjoyment, Midoriko felt a childish joy, like getting a gold star. She used her large, smooth breasts to sandwich his rod, sliding it up and down her deep, snowy cleavage. She lowered her head to lick the red head popping out of the valley, using both mouth and breasts.
The combination of breast friction and tongue stimulation was heavenly. Yuu narrowed his eyes and began to thrust his hips, speeding up the friction.
Midoriko matched his pace, squeezing her soft breasts tight around the dragon, milking it from the base. It looked as if the dragon was growing out of her chest. She bowed her head, sucking the exposed head with strong suction.
Having just taken the purity of the "Moon Goddess" daughter, and now being serviced by her ripe, beautiful mother... the thrill made Yuu tremble.
"Hiss... I'll give it to you first..."
His exploding weapon was clamped by tender flesh, the head encased in a wet, hot mouth. Yuu shuddered, groaning in excitement.
Midoriko felt the throbbing against her chest. She let go with her hands and buried her face, taking the dragon deep into her mouth as if to eat it whole. Despite the difficulty breathing, she bobbed her head back and forth, looking up at him with big, staring eyes.
The friction of the swollen head against her throat, combined with her intense gaze, shattered Yuu's control!
"Here it comes! Catch it!"
He roared, instinctively grabbing her hair and thrusting hard. Hands holding her head, "Little Yuu" fucked her mouth wildly.
Hearing his voice and feeling the change in her mouth, Midoriko knew he was at his limit. She let him hold her head, enduring the deep, borderline-abusive thrusts that hit the back of her throat every time.
Suddenly, Yuu's body shook. His balls contracted violently, the magma within boiling and seeking release.
"Hiss..."
Yuu couldn't hold back. He thrust a few more times into her mouth, then relaxed as the scalding white liquid erupted.
Shot after shot of nutrient-rich milk fired into Midoriko's deep throat. Despite having released several times already, the volume and duration were still impressive.
The thick, hot milk came like a flood. Midoriko tried to swallow while sucking hard, but the dragon spasmed and fired relentlessly. She couldn't swallow fast enough and had to spit it out, opening her mouth wide to catch the spray.
Instantly, thick white dragon breath covered her nose, eyes, and hair, dripping down her cheeks onto her bountiful chest.
Midoriko squeezed her eyes shut, swallowing what was in her throat. Feeling the dragon soften in her hand, she lowered her head again, taking the soft shaft into her mouth to clean it with her tongue carefully.