Reincarnated as Nobita Nobi

I couldn't help but feel elated when Mom agreed to my request, her nude form already spread out beneath me like a feast for my eyes. My excitement quickly reignited my desire, which had momentarily subsided. My cock, already buried deep inside her velvety warmth, twitched with renewed vigor.

"Nobita, you..." Mom, as the owner of the garden, sensed it immediately. Her inner walls clenched around me, drawing a groan from my lips.

"Mom, since we're together now, can I...?" I trailed off, my meaning clear. My hips instinctively rocked, sliding my length along her slick channel.

Mom understood, her face flushing red. "You're the man of the house now. It's... it's up to you," she whispered, her voice growing softer. Her nipples hardened into stiff peaks, begging for attention.

But I heard her. My heart raced with anticipation. I could feel every quiver of her body, every pulse of her desire.

Unable to contain myself, I gently pressed Mom further down on the tatami. I began to move slowly, savoring every sensation. Perhaps because of our previous encounter, her body welcomed me more readily this time, though still delightfully snug.

"Oh, Nobita!" Mom moaned, her back arching as I bottomed out inside her. "It's so wrong, but it feels so right!"

I increased my pace, our flesh slapping together in a lewd rhythm. Mom's breasts bounced enticingly with each thrust, and I couldn't resist leaning down to capture a rosy nipple in my mouth, suckling greedily.

"Yes, baby, just like that," Mom panted, her fingers digging into my back. "Mommy loves you so much!"

My hands roamed freely, caressing and kneading her soft breasts. "Mom, I love you so much," I whispered tenderly.

She melted at my words, becoming even more pliant. After I kissed her lips, she eagerly returned my affection, her tongue dancing with mine.

Seeing Mom's enthusiastic response only fueled my excitement. This was far more thrilling than last night - the ability to communicate and interact made it infinitely better.

I continued my rhythmic motions, eliciting sweet sounds from Mom. I alternated between fondling her curves and teasing her most sensitive spots, relishing every moment.

"Mom," I panted between thrusts, "can you call me 'darling'?"

Her face crimson, she breathed out, "Darling!"

Hearing that sent me over the edge. I increased my pace, causing Mom to plead for me to be gentler. But in my passion-addled mind, her protests only spurred me on.

Under my relentless onslaught, Mom clung to me tightly, her limbs wrapped around me like a koala. We rocked together, lost in our shared pleasure.

Suddenly, whether from the intensity of our lovemaking or some hidden trigger I'd found, Mom's body began to quiver violently. I felt a rush of warmth envelop me as she reached her peak.

"Hah... hah..." Mom gasped for air, her flushed face utterly captivating.

"How was it, Mom? Did it feel good?" I asked with a grin.

Instead of answering, she pulled me in for a deep, passionate kiss. I eagerly reciprocated, drinking in her sweetness.

After a moment, I chuckled. "Mom, I haven't finished yet. Want to try a different position?"

Though blushing furiously, she didn't object. I gently guided her onto her hands and knees.

Seeing Mom in this vulnerable position, her beautiful curves on full display, I couldn't help but admire the view. "Hurry up," she mumbled, embarrassed.

But I wasn't about to rush. Good things should be savored, after all. I took my time, caressing her soft skin and preparing us both.

Then, gripping her hips firmly, I entered her once more. We both cried out in pleasure as I began to move.

I increased my pace gradually, my hands roaming from her hips to her breasts, teasing and pleasuring every inch of her. The room filled with the sounds of our lovemaking and Mom's sweet moans.

Soon, I could feel Mom nearing her limit again. My own release wasn't far behind.

"Mom, I'm close," I groaned. "I'm going to-"

"Wait!" Mom cried out suddenly. "You shouldn't- We can't risk-"

I laughed softly. "It's already happened once. What's one more time?"

Besides, the thought of truly making her mine in every way possible only excited me further.

Realizing she couldn't stop me, Mom braced herself. With a final thrust and a loud groan, I emptied myself deep inside her. Mom cried out as well, her body shuddering with another intense climax.

We collapsed onto the tatami, breathing heavily. I gathered Mom into my arms, gently stroking her hair as we basked in the afterglow.

"So, how was it this time, Mom? Good?" I asked teasingly.

Mom buried her face in my chest, tracing patterns on my skin. "You're such a naughty boy," she murmured, though I could hear the affection in her voice.

I simply smiled, continuing to caress her soft skin. We lay there in comfortable silence, enjoying the lingering sensations and each other's warmth.

Comforting Mom was most definitely complete.