Safe in Fairy Tail

As we approach Fairy Tail, the vibrant warmth and light spilling from its windows brings a sense of relief. A stark contrast to the dangers we faced in the forest. The heavy wooden door swings open, and we are greeted by Mirajane, the white-haired, busty innkeeper. Her smile is warm as she steps forward. "Welcome back! How did the mission go?"

"It was intense," Marcus says, glancing at me and my mom. "But we got through it."

Mirajane nods, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. "I'm glad to hear that. And who is this?" she asks, looking at my mom.

"This is my mom," I say, carefully setting her down so she can stand on her own. My mom clings to me for support, still a bit shaken from the ordeal. "We had to rescue her from some orcs."

Mirajane's smile softens as she extends a hand to my mom. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Mirajane."

My mom takes her hand, her grip a bit unsteady. "I’m Sarah Doe. It’s nice to meet you too."

Behind Mirajane, I see Jasmine. Her dark skin glows in the light of the guild, and her eyes light up when she spots me. How am I going to tell mom about us?

"John! You're safe!" Jasmine exclaims, hurrying over and giving me a quick, tight hug. She pulls back just enough to look me over, her eyes filled with concern. "What’s this blood? Are you alright?" I cough to give her a clue about the situation. She breaks the hug and adresses my mother this time "Ms Doe! I’m glad to see you safe," she says flustered.

Mom poses a gentle hand on Jasmine’s shoulder "I’m glad to see you too. It’s nice to see a familiar face here."

Mirajane steps forward. "You all look exhausted. Mrs. Doe, would you like to freshen up? I can guide you to the bathroom where you can take a shower."

My mom looks at me, then back at Mirajane, hesitant. "I’m still quite weak. I don’t think I can manage on my own."

Mirajane offers a kind smile. "I can help you, if you’d like."

My mom glances at me, then shakes her head. "Thank you, Mirajane, but I’d prefer if John helps me."

I gulp.

Mirajane leads us to a private bathroom. "If you need anything, just call," she says, giving us some privacy.

The sight of her torn and ragged dress is a painful reminder of what she went through. My mom stands there, looking fragile and exhausted. "Alright, Mom," I say, my voice a bit shaky. "Let's get you cleaned up."

She looks at me with a soft smile, sensing my uncertainty. "It's okay, honey. I know this is a bit awkward, but I you’re the only one I want to see me naked. First, I need to get out of this dress," she says gently, lifting her arms slightly.

I hesitate for a moment. She sees it and pinches my cheek. "You’re embarrassed to see your mother naked? Where is the man who killed ferocious monsters earlier?"

"Alright, stop it already."

Taking a deep breath, I step in front of her. She lifts her arms, and I carefully begin to remove her dress without looking at her. As I pull it up, my hands run across her thick thighs, big ass, plump waist and her soft, large breasts rub against me in the motion. Finally, I lift the dress over her head, revealing her hourglass body in all its glory.

"Hello? Houston to earth?," when she snaps her fingers across my eyes I realize I was staring at her breasts and focus on her eyes "I swear my boy, if you keep getting embarrassed just because I’m naked we’re going to stay here all night."

I take a hold of her arm so she can take support on me lifting her leg to step in the bath. In the motion, my mom's round ass pushes against my crotch with so much pressure I can feel my boner getting sandwiched between her asscheeks. I now realize I have a boner and can only hope she won't. The warm water welcomes her as she steps into the bath, and she sighs deeply, her eyes closing in relief. "Thank you, John," she says softly, leaning back.

I grab a sponge and some soap, starting with her back. The grime of the forest slowly washes away as I gently scrub her shoulders and down her spine. She humms a soothing lullaby while I take care of her, the same she used to sing me and Kylie to bring us to sleep. It makes this moment so much more precious and intimate.

"Just like when you were little," she says with a small laugh. "Except now you're taking care of me."

She giggles when I scrub the area around her neck and my cock threatens to pierce my pants when I scrub her chest. I run my hand across her upper torso and under her massive boobs. I can feel the full weight of her racks on my hands.

She coughs "Umm, sweetie, I think that's enough for my boobs."

"Y-yeah, sure."

Moving to her arms, I carefully clean away the dirt and sweat, her skin gradually returning to its usual softness. I move down to her legs, carefully molesting- massaging her inner thighs and calves.

"Let's get you dressed," I say

As I’m about to help her get out of the bath my mom gives me a once-over and frowns slightly. "You're covered in dirt too, John. You should hop into the bath as well."

I hesitate, feeling awkward. "I don’t know, Mom. Maybe later."

She insists, gently rubbing my leg, "Come on, you need it just as much as I did. It’ll make you feel good."

That's what I'm scared off. Reluctantly, I agree and start to undress. My mom turns away to give me some privacy. Once I’m undressed, I step into the warm bath with my back turned to her so she can't see my boner. The heat of the bath makes me melt between her legs. She starts to rub my back clean with her hands. She then moves to my hair, washing it delicately.

"It's been a long time since I’ve done this," she says with a chuckle. "But it feels good to take care of you again. My baby boy."

I smile, feeling the warmth of her care. "I'm not a baby anymore Mom."

She suddenly embraces me tightly from behind "Nonsense! You'll always be my little baby boy. Man of my life," She plants a long kiss on my cheek letting fully delect of myself of the warmth of her breasts on my back and her arms clenching on my lower belly. The pleasure is so intense it pushes my cock to grow again and poke at her hands. I'm feeling so good in my mom's arms I don't even react but she "What the-" grabs my shaft with a strong grip.

I jump out of the bath blabbering an unintelligible mess of excuses. She calms me down "It's okay baby. Calm down. I'm not angry. Calm down baby. Breath baby, breathe. I'm not angry, I'm just surprised that's all."

"I'm sorry mom. I didn't want you to see that..." She's staring at my cock, now just a few inches away from her face.

"Was it always that big?" she mutters to herself "Oh, I'm sorry John, I didn't want to sound weird. It's just that when we do sports together I often see a bulge in your pants and I was under the impression that it was smaller than that." Now that I look at it, it is significantly bigger than it used to be. Now that I think about it, when I was fucking Jasmine it was already bigger than before. "Are you trying to impale me with that thing?"

"Mom!"

"Alright, stop overreacting now. Just, take care of it quick so we can go back to the others. And don't even try to argue. I don't want the others to see you with a boner like that. It's not proper," she commands me like she used to when I forgot to do my chores. When she uses that voice I can only oblige.

I start jerking off right in front of my mom's face. The warmth of her breath heightens my cock's sensitivity. I'm masturbating inches away from my mom's smooth skin. Even though I'm the most excited I've probably ever been I am completely unable to cum. So my mom decides to take matters into her own hands.

"Mom, what are you-"

"Stop whining already! Jeez, you're annoying sometimes. I'll give you a handjob if it makes you cum quicker. If we stay here for too long the others are going to get ideas," she scolds me while running her delicate fingers across my meaty shaft pulsating with each jerk.

I let her jerking me off in silence, not wanting to piss her off even more. She brings her gaze up to my face "I'm sorry sweetie. I shouldn't have been mad at you. What a naughty mom I am," she says pumping more energy in the handjob "Yelling at my son right after he saved me from horrifying monsters. I was really scared out there, you know? You deserve a nice reward, don't you?" she asks moving her whole upper body to intensify the handjob, igniting heavenly motion on her wonderful mounds. "You deserve a BIG reward don't you? Don't you a sweetie?"

"Y-yes I do..."

"Yes you do. My STRONG, BIG, BRAVE SON."

I grunt "Mom, I-I'm about to cum."

"Yes! I feel it coming baby. Give it all to mommy. Give it to me. Give it to me," she says with a sultry voice before gobbling on my cock and lapping the tip, pushing me to the edge. I pumped loads of thick cum in mom's mouth, filling it to the brim and she swallowed it all diligently. The pleasure was so intense, my legs gave out and I fell on my ass. My mom wiped the cum off her chin with her hand and taunted me with a playful tone "Looks like I did a good job, huh. Come on baby, let's get dressed."