The morning was amazing, truly wonderful. And it wasn't due to the singing cicadas or the trees moving with the wind, nor was it because of the shimmering stars in the dark sky, barely being seen through the hole in the ceiling. Oh, no. None of this mattered. No amount of bird songs could make such a morning. The reason why Aster thought it was perfect was quite different.
Aster continued to slowly stimulate his mother's nipples until they were fully erect, and her breathing became shallow and uneven. "Aster, sweetie..." she whispered, her eyes still closed.
Stepping outside, the mother and son found themselves in a forest shrouded in mist. The sun had yet to rise, but the faintest hints of purple marked the beginning of a new day. Stars still sparkled overhead, and the air was cool, causing them both to shiver.
Aster spoke, barely above a whisper, "You go first, Mom."
Nivalis
,
, "Alright, I'll be quick." The grass was tall enough to hide her as she squatted down.
Aster stood nearby, leaning against the same tree, eyes scanning the misty forest.
Her long, silver hair cascaded down her back and shoulders, reaching down to her naked hips.
His gaze shifted lower, and he saw her beautiful, pink, completely hairless
. The way she had to use her fingers to spread her puffy lips apart... Just so the hot, steamy liquid could flow out. The memory of her tight hole twitching appeared in his mind... how her finger disappeared inside, only to appear again covered in some transparent liquid.
Like a bolt of lightning, his penis twitched â the awakening of the sleeping 2-inch giant. The only thing missed was the sound of thunder. 'Oh no. Not again,' Aster panicked, tearing his eyes away from his mother's peeing pussy. He took a deep, calming breath and looked around the foggy forest, focusing on the cold breeze against his skin.
"All done,"
"Your turn," she said, taking his spear, her long, silver hair swaying gently in the wind.
"Everything okay, honey?" Nivalis whispered, glancing at him. "What's taking so long?"
"Okay, sweetie..." Nivalis murmured, turning her head away to give her son some privacy. She grew worried as it took him quite a while to start, but she soon relaxed when she heard
pee hitting the ground.
Nivalis chuckled, hearing his relieved sighs. Half a minute later, she noticed his pee had stopped and approached the boy from behind, asking, "Are you done?"
"Yep," Aster nodded, quickly pulling up his pants before she saw his erection. "Let's go. I'm hungry," he smiled, taking the spear from her hands, and energetically started walking back to the cave.
"Me too. Let's make something nice for breakfast," Nivalis whispered, following him.
As breakfast ended and her son went into the forest to gather food, Nivalis found herself alone in the dark cave, alone with her thoughts. She sat next to her unconscious daughter, stroking her long, silver hair.
'Ugh... I can't believe I did that to him... Why did I think it was a good idea?' Nivalis sighed, remembering the previous night. How she used her hand to
her son pleasure, making him moan and
. How she gently
his soft, delicate testicles to calm him. And how she squeezed his hard, little penis as he climaxed, all while he sucked on her nipple. 'I'm such a terrible, horrible mother,' she thought, feeling tears fill her eyes.
'He's going to hate me when he gets older... When he realizes what I've done. Oh, gods, what have I done?' she cried, covering her face with her hands. 'But... What other choice did I have? I couldn't let him suffer in pain, could I? Leaving him always aroused?
Is that what a good mother is supposed to do?' she asked herself, staring at the fire in the far corner.
"Hng," Nivalis whimpered,
the sensation of his pulsating member in her hand, his hardness throbbing between her soft fingers, the way he shivered and moaned when he
...
It took her a while to compose herself, taking deep breaths and frequently wiping away the tears. 'I need to forget about it, just as we agreed. Act like nothing ever happened. And when Aster needs my help again, I'll make sure he learns to do it himself...' Nivalis decided, nervously
her fingernail.
"Yeah,
," Nivalis whispered, nodding. "I just have to find a way for him toâ" she abruptly stopped as she looked down at her daughter, noticing her golden eyes were open.
Her trembling, cracked lips moved slowly, struggling to form a single word. But only a quiet, hoarse moan came from her throat, as she was too weak even for something so simple. The little girl closed her eyes, a tear rolling down her cheek.