Emi experienced an existential orgasm

Emi felt herself drifting into a realm of whiteness. She was weightless as the feelings of pleasure rolled over her again and again. She was beyond any feeling of physical limitation or physical pleasure. It felt as if she was no longer in her body but still experienced a feeling that was akin to the electrical warmth that normally accompanied the orgasms she felt, but this ran all through her body to her deepest soul. She felt as if she in the past, present, and future all at the same moment, and all she knew was the feeling of her sons delving deep within her.

In the feeling she heard the words of the inscription and it added to deep feeling of euphoria that existed within this realm. It was as the words were tied directly to the endorphins coursing through her brain, and her thoughts became blended between her sons and all the people who had seen the symbol from the past to the present. It was as if she was in an alleyway being fucked by her father, brother, mother, boyfriend and teacher, while simultaneously laying on a tatami floor while fucking her girlfriend, her step mother, her aunt, a neighbor, and her cousin. At the same time, she felt herself pinned against the glass of the lighthouse while she was being fucked by a stranger, her uncle, her best friend, her cousin, and the three American tourists while simultaneously being pinned down by her wife while her mother, daughter, daughter's best friend, sister, and aunt sucked on her cock. Meanwhile, she still felt Akira and Ichiro's cock penetrating her.

Colors launched out from her the point of space that she knew was her head as the accumulated feeling of all those orgasms pulsed out from her, touching all those moments at once, conjoining into a feeling that Emi could not describe, nor thought she'd ever be able to describe. She was in all of those moments and none of them at once. Her whole being broke up into nothingness and she stayed empty for a long time, reveling in the feeling as long as she could.

After a time, the whiteness faded and she found herself lying back on the wood of her desk. It took her a long time to realize that her face was covered in a thick cream the dripped off her forehead and onto the floor. Meanwhile, she felt a tickling feeling as more of the same dripped out of her pussy and onto the floor with loud, wet drops.

As her eyes fluttered open, she found herself looking through thick strands at Ichiro. He was collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily. She bent her waist to rise slowly and looked drowsily for Akira. She found him sitting in a chair, his body leaning limply backward as he too breathed heavily.

Feeling comfort that both her sons were still with her, she realized that she could no longer hear their thoughts, she blinked her heavy eyelids and she turned to look at the book, the one that had whispered secrets to her. She found that it was still open to the title page, but the inscription and the symbol were gone. There was no writing in the cover and instead, she found herself looking at a regular, first edition copy of “Nami-ko” by Rouka Tokutomi.

“Mother?” Akira said, his voice confused.

"What did we just do?" Ichiro asked from the floor.

Falling back onto the desk, she let a long moment pass. She had no explanation for them. However, she could not deny what she had felt and how much about their inner desires that she had known. And she couldn’t deny that she had felt something for both of them for a long time.

She slowly encouraged them to get dressed and drowsily rose from her desk. She did very little to straighten her own clothes and did nothing to deal with the thick layer of Ichiro's cum on her face. As they walked out of the library and into the world, she didn't care who knew that she'd just had sex with her sons. While the symbol in the book was gone, she was ready to take her sons home and enjoy them all over again.