"Mom, you ready?"
Tachibana Noa stood at the entrance of their modest yet elegant home, her golden hair shimmering under the morning sun. She carried her school bag casually over her shoulder, the fabric resting against her ample chest.
The gentle breeze played with the strands of her hair, which, like liquid gold, framed her delicate face.
At just 17, Noa was the spitting image of her mother — a younger, vibrant reflection of mature beauty.
But even her youthful charm couldn't compare to the woman standing before her.
BOOING!
Emerging through the doorway, Tachibana Haruka's presence radiated an undeniable allure. At 40 years old, she was the very definition of a MILF — a mature, voluptuous goddess whose body had only grown more tantalizing with time.
Her golden hair, tied back in a sleek ponytail, cascaded down her back like a waterfall of silk. Her flawless, fair skin bore no sign of age, and her face was a perfect harmony of elegance and desire.
And then, there were her curves.
BOOING!
Her massive I-cup breasts strained against her crisp white formal blouse. The slightest movement caused her generous chest to jiggle, a mesmerizing display of womanly allure.
Her hourglass figure was further accentuated by a black pencil skirt that clung to her wide, child-bearing hips. The skirt ended just above her knees, teasing the eye with a scandalous glimpse of her thick, luscious thighs.
Her long legs were clad in black stockings, held in place by a garter belt hidden just beneath the hem of her skirt. Every step she took sent her wide hips swaying in perfect rhythm — a sight that could bring any man to his knees.
BOOING!
"Yes, Noa dear. I'm all set to go," Haruka replied, her voice dripping with warmth and motherly affection.
Her luscious red lips curled into a smile, the kind of smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts. Despite the years of hardship, she maintained an undeniable radiance — her beauty untouched, her body unridden by time.
Noa giggled softly, unable to resist her mother's charm. Even after all these years, Haruka was simply breathtaking.
"You look amazing, Mom."
Haruka chuckled, her massive breasts bouncing ever so slightly with the motion. She reached out, pulling Noa into a warm embrace. Their soft, ample chests squished together as the mother-daughter pair held each other tightly.
BOOING!
"Thank you, sweetheart," Haruka whispered, gently stroking Noa's hair. "And you look perfect."
Noa blushed, her G-cup breasts pressing against Haruka's I-cups, making it almost impossible to tell where one voluptuous figure ended and the other began.
"You always say that, Mom."
"Because it's true." Haruka pulled back slightly, cupping Noa's cheeks and gazing into her sparkling blue eyes. "I'm so proud of the young woman you've become."
Her fingers traced Noa's delicate features, brushing away a stray lock of hair.
Haruka's golden ponytail swayed with her movements as she adjusted her blouse, causing her breasts to jiggle once again.
Even the crispness of her suit couldn't contain the sheer size of her I-cups. She tugged down her skirt slightly, the fabric hugging her thick, curvaceous hips like a second skin.
Noa admired her mother, but a part of her couldn't help but giggle.
"Mom, if you keep flaunting those curves, the whole school's gonna faint."
Haruka smiled at her softly, a sadness hinting in her eyes.
The golden morning light bathed them in its warmth as they stepped outside. Haruka's black heels clicked against the pavement, each step further highlighting the mouthwatering sway of her hips.
The faint breeze brushed against her thighs, teasing the hem of her skirt just enough to reveal the faintest peek of her black garter belt.
As they walked side by side, Noa's own breasts bounced slightly with each step, her G-cups keeping up with her mother's I-cups like a hereditary marvel.
Haruka glanced toward the sky, her expression softening as the sun gleamed above.
Seven years had passed since her husband had abandoned her for another woman. Seven years since she'd reclaimed her maiden name — Tachibana.
She'd faced heartbreak. Betrayal. Sleepless nights filled with tears. But through it all, one thing had remained constant.
Noa.
Her precious daughter. Her pride and joy.
*I will give her the best life she deserves.*
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Laying on Aisha's lap in our club room named 'Odd Jobs', I was in a long, deep sleep.
"He looks cute like this, isn't he?" Aisha mused, asking everyone.
"Yes!" Everyone said in unison.
"He looks tired." Mei said with a small smile on her face.
"Well… Yes. We did had a very passionate night. After that he woke up really early for us. He didn't had enough sleep." Aisha replied.
Mei's eyes widened, her face turned crimson, " HUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH! You… Always doing lewd stuff and shamelessly speaking it aloud. Do you have no shame?"
Aisha just chuckled, looking at her with a smirk, "I am his girlfriend. So, no shame. You're his girlfriend too you know. So, you guys are the only one I tell this things."
Mei clenched her fist in mock annoyance, a vein popped on her forehead.
Aisha smirked at her, as she said, "You know. He is really great at sex. And his ten inch is the best. It even goes inside my womb which I never thought biologically possible."
'O_O' "T-ten inches?" Mei stuttered in disbelief, her face turned crimson again.
"And it g-goes inside your… Womb?"
Aisha giggled softly, "Hmm…"
Mei's eyes Immediately went toward my crotch, her eyes widening.
"You wanna see?" Aisha teased Mei.
Mei looked away, crossing her arms under her small boobs, she replied, "No!"
Aisha just chuckled in amusement.
Hana who was sitting beside Aisha, asked excitedly, "Sensei, Tell me more."
Their laughter faded into the background as they discussed about my rod.
Mei walked toward Akemi who was talking to Aoi.
Reaching them, Akemi and Aoi looked at her. Mei's face was flushed from earlier.
"Hey Mei, what's up?" Akemi asked.
"S-same," Aoi said shyly.
Suddenly, Mei remembered the lewd thing she saw when she entered the club room.
"Akemi, what were you doing with Ito, when we entered the room?"
Akemi blushed firiously.
-_-' Aoi looked at them nervously.
"I-it's just what he said. 'We just had a bonding session.' That's all."
"If you say so." Mei said, coughing, looking away nervously.
I woke up on Aisha's lap. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw them talking to each other.
"Oh, you woke up." Aisha said happily, as she leaned toward my face to give me a good morning kiss.
As she parted, Hana leaned in, moving aside a strand of hair from her face, pecking on my lips.
"Did you slept well, dear?" Aisha asked, her voice filled with affection.
"Hmm…"
"Glad to hear it." Aisha replied, giggling softly.
What I noticed about Aisha, is that her attitude toward me and my other girlfriends are very distinct.
When she's with me, her entire face lights up, and her eyes sparkle with a love that's almost overwhelming. She gazes at me like I'm the only person in the world, her attention solely focused on me. She looks at me like I'm her everything, her world, her reason for being.
However, when she's around my other girlfriends, her demeanor shifts dramatically. She becomes playful, teasing, and almost mischievous, often poking fun at them in a lighthearted, yet slightly sarcastic way. It's as if she's trying to assert her dominance or prove a point, but in a way that's still endearing and non-threatening.
I've noticed that my other girlfriends have grown accustomed to her antics, and they even seem to enjoy the banter, but I have to admit, it's still fascinating to observe.
Despite her playful jabs at the others, when we're alone, she's incredibly affectionate and loving, making me feel like I'm the only person in the world. It's a strange dichotomy, but one that I've grown to appreciate, and I feel grateful to have her in my life.
I rolled to my side, facing her waist and wrapped my arms around her.
Aisha let out a content sigh. Her expression relaxing into a gentle smile.
I took in her familiar scent, it was soothing, making me calm.
Aisha placed her soft palm on my hair, caressing gently.
"Ito… You're acting like a baby."
"Cause I am you 'baby'." I exclaimed, my voice muffled against her waist.
Aisha blushed, though she didn't let go.
Hana giggled, her face lifting up in amusement, "You two are so funny."
"I love you all!" I said.
All of them looked at me, and with a smile, they replied, "We love you too."
Suddenly the school bell rang.
"Ito… Get up now. You have a class to attent. Aisha said, still caressing my hair.
"A little longer. It's still the first bell."
O_O' "Oh yeah, about that." Hina said.
"It's the second bell. So, class is about to start."
I instantly sat up from her lap, looking at Hina in disbelief.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"You were sleeping like a baby. So sensei asked not to."
"I appreciate the concern, but let's run now."
Hina, Mei and Aoi nodded in unison.
Then I leaned toward Aisha and kissed her, leaving her breathless.
Then I got off from the sofa took Hana Mei and Aoi's hands in mine, making them yelp.
"Akemi, come here."
Akemi floated toward me.
As she reached me and about to ask, I leaned in kissed her deeply.
Akemi blushed.
"Aisha, you can stay here or head to your nurses office. And, Akemi, please give her company, Will ya." I told them.
Akemi nodded blankly, her mind filled the sensation of my lips on hers.
With that, I bursted out of the club room.
With the wind practically howling behind me, I dashed through the hallways like a man possessed. My destination was clear — Ayase Aoi's class.
"Move it, people! Love mission incoming!"
Ignoring the startled students and a few teachers who shouted after me, I skidded to a stop at Class 2-B. With absolutely zero hesitation, I threw open the door with a loud BANG!
Every head turned. The teacher froze mid-lecture. Students gawked.
Without another word, I charged forward.
Placing her on her desk.
She barely had time to squeak before I leaned down, cupped her soft cheeks, and pressed a quick peck on her lips.
"Mwah!"
Aoi's face exploded into a deep crimson. Before the shock could register, I bolted, dragging Mei and Hana along with me.
"Mission accomplished! Retreat!"
The class erupted.
"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL?!"
"Did he just—"
"Yup. He kissed her. Then dipped."
"Man's a legend!"
"Wait. Ayase-Chan has a boyfriend?!"
"Wicked!"
Some of the guys looked like they'd been hit by a truck, their heads sinking onto their desks. Meanwhile, the girls erupted in chatter.
"He kissed her like it was nothing!"
"Did you see Aoi's face? She looked like a tomato!"
"Ugh! I wish a guy would burst into my class, kiss me like that, and run away!"
"Yeah, same! But make him ripped."
"No, no. He has to be mysterious and brooding. The 'I have a dark past' type!"
"I'd settle for anyone who isn't an NPC."
The teacher tried to regain some semblance of control, though even he was visibly flustered. He coughed. Loudly.
"A-Alright! Settle down! Back to the lesson!"
But the damage was done. Poor Aoi, her hands now trembling, ducked her head in embarrassment, desperately hiding behind her bag. The stares, the giggles, the whispers — it was all too much.
"Ito-Senpai… baka…" she murmured, her voice barely audible.
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Meanwhile, back in my class…
A stern presence loomed at the front.
Tachibana Haruka.
"BOOOING!"
The boys' jaws collectively hit the floor.
"Mother of God… Is that an I-cup?!"
"I swear they're defying gravity!"
"Forget gravity, those things are summoning their own moons!"
"And her hips! That's… that's pure childbirth potential!"
The girls were no better.
"How is she so… curvy?"
"I bet she drinks milk straight from the cows."
"She's like a walking cheat code for genetics!"
"I can feel my self-esteem crumbling."
As if the sheer existence of Tachibana Haruka wasn't enough, a younger version of her followed. Noa, her daughter, stood with an awkward smile.
"Oh my god. She inherited EVERYTHING!"
"That's not fair! G-cups at her age?!"
"Some people are born with silver spoons. Others are born with airbags!"
"How is that even real?!"
Haruka clapped her hands, her voice silky and commanding.
"Good morning, everyone. My name is Tachibana Haruka. From today onward, I'll be your new homeroom teacher."
The boys were practically foaming at the mouth.
"We've been blessed!"
"Lady Luck is smiling upon us!"
But before Haruka could continue, the classroom door flung open dramatically.
BAM!
And there I was.
With Mei and Hana on either side of me, we dramatically panted, still recovering from my mad dash.
"Sorry we're late!" I said, running a hand through my hair.
Haruka turned toward me, clearly ready to scold someone. But then… our eyes met.
And it hit.
That familiar electric spark.
Her pupils dilated. Her breath caught. I felt it too — that unmistakable warmth, as if our souls had just collided.
"No way…"
Noa noticed it. Her mother's slight blush. The trembling in her fingers. The intense gaze locked between us.
"Mom…?"
But it didn't end there.
Because then, Noa's gaze shifted to me.
Our eyes met.
Another spark.
Noa froze. Her cheeks flushed instantly, her heart racing like a drum. Her mother. Her. Me. The same spark.
The entire class went dead silent.
"Wait a damn minute."
"Why are they staring at each other like that?"
"Are they… blushing?!"
"Did time just freeze?!"
"What's going on?!"
Mei and Hana stood behind me, witnessing the unfolding chaos. Hana's mouth hung open in disbelief. Mei, on the other hand…
"HUHHHHHHHHHH?!"
Her scream shook the walls.
I could only stand there, sweating bullets.
"The fuck? Two soulmates at the same time? And they're mother and daughter? How did it come to this?"
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END OF CHAPTER : 37 : NEW HOME ROOM TEACHER AND HER DAUGHTER!
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A/N: Lots of comment and 10 power stones for next chapter. Through this motivations at me with 'BOOING'.
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