Don't let your son ejaculate too early.

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The monthly exams were on Thursday and Friday. I visited my son's house to check his papers, and they were noticeably different. I felt a surge of joy, experiencing the power of a mother's love. On Friday night, I worked overtime grading English papers and dragged my tired body home. As soon as I opened the door, my son rushed out of his bedroom, saying, "Mom...you're back..." His little eyes were full of expectation.

"You're back...what's up..." I said with a smile.

"I...how did I do on the exam...Mom..." my son said anxiously.

My son knew I was his homeroom teacher, and even though the results weren't out yet, I knew I had seen them. I changed my expression and said seriously, "You have the nerve...you did terribly..." "Huh?? That can't be! I checked the answers with Wang Yao, Kang Yang, and Zhou Ce after the exam..." my son said anxiously.

"Hahaha...look at you...Mom was just kidding...you did well, you probably met Mom's expectations..." I said with a laugh.

My son let out a long sigh and said, "Then... Mom..."

"Hey? Who said last time that you can do well on exams without Mom's favors?" I continued teasing him.

"Ah... Mom... I was just joking last time... Mom..." my son pleaded.

"Haha, silly son, you're so cute..." I laughed and touched his flushed face. "Then you wait on the sofa..." I said and went back to the bedroom.

I went to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe. I took out a pair of black 15D tights. I hadn't worn such thin stockings in a long time, and I felt a little excited. I also pulled out a black business skirt from the wardrobe. This was one I had ordered before. It was about 15 centimeters shorter than my knees, but it was quite tight and could perfectly accentuate my peach-shaped buttocks. I took off the capri pants I'd worn during the day and noticed a slight dampness in the crotch area of my white cotton underwear. I couldn't help but chuckle, surprised at my own excitement. So I made a decision: I removed the cotton underwear and slipped on these ultra-thin black bodysuit stockings. The black stockings completely covered my buttocks and genitals, giving me an incredibly pleasurable sensation. Although the stockings had a boxer-style crotch, covering my entire buttocks and genitals with a darker material—intended to prevent exposure—my buttocks are quite large. The darker area made the color appear much lighter, and my thick pubic hair was still visible in the crotch area. The regular 15D area, from the thigh to the groin, was almost colorless, but it gave my skin a shimmering, sheen from the stockings. I pulled on the short skirt. Since I wasn't wearing underwear, the perfect curves of my hips were reflected in it. I adjusted my white fitted blouse, put on my gold-rimmed glasses for class, and a picture of a sexy female teacher came to mind—except this sexy pose was only visible to my son.

I applied some lipstick, took a pair of 11-centimeter heels from the closet, and put them on. I composed myself, hands on my hips, chest out, hips lifted, and slowly strode out of the master bedroom. The click-clack of my heels, accompanied by the rustling of my stockings, accompanied me as I left the dark master bedroom. A sexy female teacher with a perfect figure was slowly revealed under the bright lights of the living room. The moment my son saw me, he excitedly stood up. I stopped, smiled charmingly, and waved my hand, saying, "Liu Chen, sit down. The teacher hasn't called on you to answer any questions yet..." My son obediently sat down, his lustful eyes roaming over my body. I saw, unsurprisingly, his crotch was pitched. I moved closer, teasingly asking my son with my cherry-like lips open, "Does Teacher look good today?" "Yes...yes...Teacher is so sexy..." my son exclaimed excitedly, calling his mother "teacher.

" "So, what do you think is the sexiest part of Teacher?" I asked, keeping my left hand on my hip and my right hand hanging down. I bent my body slightly forward, slowly tracing my index finger up my knee, which was covered by black stockings, making a "shh..." rubbing sound. My son's eyes were fixed on my stockings, his mouth agape. The 15D stockings were even thinner than the previous ones, the entire leg from the feet to the thigh forming a uniform gradient of color, and my finger was slowly sliding towards the end of this color. The rubbing sound of the stockings filled the living room, accompanied by my son's heavy breathing. Soon, my index finger had reached the edge of the skirt, and I hooked my hand, slowly, slowly lifting a corner of the skirt. I could clearly feel my son's breathing become more rapid. So I lowered my hand from lifting the skirt.

"Mom...Teacher...Don't stop..." my son stammered.

"How can a teacher so obviously lift up a student's skirt..." I said with a seductive smile.

"Then can I sit down, teacher..." my son suddenly asked.

I smiled and looked at my son; I knew what he was up to. Last time, the skirt I wore was much longer than this one, but because of my figure, my thighs were still quite exposed when I sat down. Today, the length and tightness of this skirt meant that sitting down would be a disaster. I tilted my head and looked at my son, saying, "Sitting down is no problem..." As I spoke, I crossed my legs, which were clad in stockings, my straight calves crossed, and my full thighs bumping together, and then I slowly sat down. This position was to prevent any accidental exposure while wearing a skirt; sitting down meant crossing my legs. As I slowly sat down, my skirt followed the alluring lines of my hips, pulling higher and higher until, when I sat down, almost my entire thighs were exposed. Even a section of dark-colored, boxer-cut crotch was visible. My entire beautiful leg was thus laid bare before my son. My son let out a soft "Oh..." and his hand involuntarily went to press his erect penis. Was he masturbating? I was shocked. This little devil was masturbating in front of his mother? Thinking of this, a warm, wet sensation came from my groin. I was wet. My heart raced, and I teased, "Aren't Mommy's legs pretty...?" As I spoke, I slightly turned my body, crossing my left leg over my right, so that my son could see the alluring lines of my left leg more clearly. My son didn't answer me, just unconsciously pressing his crotch. I pointed to the dark corner of my stockings peeking out on my left side and said, "Above this black edge is Mommy's butt, Mommy is showing you the whole leg..." My son stared at the junction of my large thighs and buttocks, drooling.

Similarly, my groin was now quite wet, and I felt an unusual stimulation.

"Mommy, can you... can you cross your legs...?" my son suddenly said, panting heavily.

I exclaimed in surprise, "You little pervert, what are you trying to do...?" In my current position, if I shifted my legs, I'd definitely be exposed. My skirt, when I sat down, was basically a bodycon skirt, and my son actually wanted to see his mother's genitals. Thinking about this, another surge of heat rushed through me. At this point, I was almost out of my mind. I squinted and said, "You perverted son, you're so bold! Do you know that Mommy isn't...wearing...panties...today...?" As I said those words, I felt my whole body go limp. My son suddenly started trembling, muttering, "Mom...Mom...Mommy isn't wearing panties?" His hand stopped pressing on his crotch; instead, his crotch was suddenly wet.

It turned out my son had ejaculated.

My son lowered his head in distress, no longer looking at me with that lecherous gaze, but staring at the floor. I felt completely drained, collapsing back onto the sofa, my legs limply spread apart. I could even feel the lustful fluid flowing down my legs. If my son had looked up then, he would have seen the genitals he'd been looking at—his wet, unclothed genitals. After

resting for a while, seeing that he still hadn't moved, I got up and comforted him, saying, "It's okay, Chenchen, this is normal. Boys all do this." "I'm sorry... Mom..." my son mumbled, then ran into his bedroom.

I wasn't surprised by his behavior; after all, he was a virgin, and the guilt after masturbating would surely have overwhelmed him. I checked the time and realized only 10 minutes had passed. My son couldn't even last 10 minutes! I'd told him I'd give him 15... I looked at myself and laughed at how wet I was in 10 minutes. Looks like my son needs more practice. He absolutely can't ejaculate early like his dad.

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