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Chapter 92
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43V3R
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Wingman Mom
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You pull the covers over Sarah and sigh tiredly. That was way too close....what in the hells even happened? It wasn't suicide, there is no way. Did she slip and hit her head? There's no blood or any evidence depicting such scenario, you also checked the back of her head, there's no bump or any injury. Did she just fall asleep? That's unlikely who would just fall asleep while bathing? Well....actually, you remember that she did tell you she's a narcoleptic.
You stare at her sleeping soundly without a care in the world with her legs spread apart as if they disliked each other. You move closer sitting on the bed and reach underneath the covers to grab at her thigh. You squeeze trying to find a reaction out of her.
"You gotta stop parting your legs in your sleep. You're too ****." You say and lay down next to her letting go.
"Oh my~ should I leave? Did you want some privacy with the sleeping beauty? Ah~ how romantic~." Your mother says peeking into the room.
"No, Mom. You're fine to come in."
With that your mother bumps the door open with her butt and walks in with a tray of what looks to be a hot bowl of soup tightly sealed with a plastic lid to prevent it from going cold. You stare at her body as she moves across the room to your desk and sets the tray down....you can see her naked body with Ameko's glasses. Fuck, you can't look away. That large chest, those motherly hips and that shapely body maintained by doing diligent housework. The cherry on top is of course her beautiful mature smiling face.
"There you go~." Your mother turns and smiles at you. "This is for her when she wakes up~."
"Thanks Mom I really appreciate it." You say and **** a smile back at her.
"Of course dear, let me know if you two need anything else alright?"
"Yea, got it."
Your mother quickly walks over and takes your hand. You gulp seeing her tits not more than a few feet away from you....then you feel her hand palm you something cold and you look down. It's of course another condom.
"Uhh...."
Your mother puts a finger to your lips.
"Shhhh~....don't wake her now~." She winks at you and turns around. Her teasing look reminds you of Ameko and she just slowly walks to the door and exits the room. Her loving ass waves at you as she walks out.

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You turn to Sarah again. Her attractive face is plain without make up. She looks relatively less slutty. Why does she even put any on? Sarah looks fine, pretty even without all that foundation and powdering.
You reach forward to her face and run a thumb across her smooth cheek. She has no reaction. Your fingers pinch at her....still no reaction. Well, since she's so subconsciously content on letting you have your way you might as well do something.
You lean forward and kiss her cheek. Then trail your lips down past her jaw towards her neck and begin to suck on it. You work your teeth into it to properly give her a hickey. She hated trying to cover up the last one so this'll be fun. After you were sure your goal was achieved you move away to look at your work. Perfect, right on the side of her neck freshly made. You smile to yourself. Well, that'll be a surprise.
You stand up and fetched yourself a pen and paper from Amelia's desk to write a note for her.
"Help yourself to the soup when you wake up. Tell my mom that you're awake and don't take any showers or baths. Wait for me to return. -Jun"
You put the letter on your desk next to the soup and make your way out of the room.
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The Crowned Reality
Risen Desires
A slow burn harem plot with story arcs and occasional action mixed in with sci-fi and fantasy. The story follows you, the main character who has unknowingly wished a reality into being surrounding your deepest desires. You wake to find yourself in this new life leaving behind your old one.
Updated on Jul 18, 2025
by 43V3R
Created on Mar 22, 2023
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