Hearing that, Chiyo startled, her face was reddish as she turned her head around, "Of-Of course not!" her tone was increased, as if she got caught doing something embarrassing.
Haruto sighed dramatically as if the weight of disappointment truly pressed on him. "I see... I'm kind of sad you feel that way," he said, his tone soft but laced with a hint of playfulness.
He turned to face the ocean, shaking his head, his hair catching the sunlight as it swayed slightly in the breeze.
"I thought our relationship was more than stepmother and son."
Chiyo, feeling the subtle guilt tug at her heart, glanced at him. The sight of his hair tied into a casual bun, his handsome features on full display.
She knew plenty of women wanted him—he was undeniably attractive—but she struggled to confront her feelings. He was his stepson and this feeling was dangerous.
She'd set up clear boundaries between them, yet her heart and body betrayed her, wanting more than she was willing to admit.
Haruto, sensing her silence, smirked inwardly. His eyes wandered until they landed on something that deepened his amusement.
He leaned in closer, his voice smooth. "Anyway, why don't I help you put on some sunscreen? This conversation's getting a little awkward, don't you think?"
Chiyo, her nerves suddenly prickling, stammered, "Ah... sure."
Haruto reached for the bottle of lotion, shaking it with a nonchalant grin. "Why don't you take off that robe, Mother?" he said, standing beside her.
She hesitated, feeling his towering presence next to her. However, she slowly untied her robe, revealing the black bikini clinging to her glistening skin.
Sweat from the heat made her body shimmer, and the moment she discarded the robe, a wave of nervousness washed over her.
'Why does this feel like a bad idea?' she thought to herself.
Without missing a beat, Haruto seated on top of her softly, his butt was on her thighs. He squeezes the cool lotion into his palm before applying it to her exposed stomach.
Chiyo flinched from the chill of the lotion and the sudden intimacy, her hand instinctively reaching out to grab his wrist.
"I... I think I can do it myself."
Haruto's smirk only grew deeper. "Why are you nervous all of a sudden? Isn't our relationship just like family?"
He pressed on, his hand moving not just over her stomach but positioning himself so he straddled her thighs, adding to the tension.
"Ahhh! Haruto!"
Chiyo gasped, flinching again as his fingers grazed just beneath her bikini top, teasingly close to her underboob.
Her face flushed a deep red, her heart pounding in her chest.
"What's wrong, Mother? I'm just applying sunscreen. Or are you suddenly getting horny from my touch?"
Slowly, she took him into her mouth, her lips stretching to accommodate his size. The wet warmth enveloped him, sending a shiver of pleasure coursing through his body.
"Ahh, yes... deeper," Haruto growled, his hand tangling in her hair.
He gave it a firm tug, guiding her head down, and forcing her to take him deeper.
Chiyo gagged slightly, the involuntary reflex causing a delicious tremor to ripple through her, making him shudder in ecstasy.
Each quiver sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through him, intensifying the experience.
Chiyo's eyes watered slightly as she adjusted, her throat contracting around Haruto's cock as she forced herself to relax.
She could feel the tension in his muscles as he twitched in her mouth. Her hands rested on his thighs.
Haruto's breath hitched, his grip tightening in her hair as he pushed her head down again in faster motion, groaning at the sensation of her mouth enveloping him fully.
"God, your mouth feels amazing, Mother," he muttered.
He watched her carefully, as he admired the way she looked beneath him, her lips stretched wide around his shaft. Her reddish cheek and the way she looked like his bio Mother.
Chiyo moaned softly, the sound vibrating around him as she picked up her pace, hollowing her cheeks with every pull.
Her saliva dripped down his length, coating him with slick warmth as she worked her tongue along every inch of him.
Haruto's body trembled, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment, letting himself be lost in the intense pleasure coursing through him.
"Just like that," he murmured, his voice a low, breathy command.
He glanced down, locking eyes with her. The look of submission in her gaze sent a thrill through him, and his hips began to move on their own, thrusting deeper into her mouth.
Chiyo gagged again, tears brimming at the corners of her eyes, but she didn't pull back.
Instead, she pressed forward, taking him even deeper, the feeling of her throat tightening around him sending a shock of pleasure through his core.
Haruto's chest rose and fell heavily, a low groan escaping his throat as the building pressure became almost unbearable.
"Fuck... you're doing so well," he gasped, his voice breaking slightly as his control began to slip.
Chiyo, sensing his nearing climax, picked up her pace once more.
Her hands tightened their hold on his thighs, her nails leaving faint crescents in his skin as she bobbed her head rhythmically, her tongue swirling around him in a way that made his legs tremble.
"Mother... I'm gonna cum inside your mouth," Haruto moaned, his voice ragged and breathless.
He could feel himself teetering on the edge, his mind fogging with the sheer ecstasy of it all.
His hips bucked one last time, a final deep thrust into her mouth as he came, his body trembling from the force of his release.