Semen stains on black bodysuits

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Semen stains on her black bodysuit. "Shunzi, your vagina is so tight, I can't live without you anymore..." The father-in-law lathered his hands with coffee-colored bath gel and began to wash his daughter-in-law's filthy genitals.

Tears silently streamed down Shunzi's face. She couldn't say anything, didn't want to say anything. Her vagina felt intensely numb under her father-in-law's caresses. "You useless thing!" She began to hate the man who was playing with her genitals, and even hated the body he was playing with.

Now, things had come to this, all because she had spoiled Shengye too much. It was understandable, since Shengye's father was rarely home. Over the years, she had been both mother and father to him, raising little Shengye. She wished she could give her son double the love to compensate for his lonely heart lacking a father's love; her son was also particularly dependent on her as his mother, one could even say he had a mother complex, but because she felt guilty about Shengye's single-parent life, she had tacitly approved of this excessive affection.

It would be unthinkable in other families for someone as old as Sheng to still bathe with his mother. But in this family, it was commonplace. At first, Sheng didn't pay much attention to his mother's genitals, but as he grew older, the little guy became increasingly interested in that dark triangle area. He would constantly pester his mother to bathe with him—after exercising in the morning, after shopping at noon, and before going to bed at night—and the mother became increasingly uneasy about the way her son stared at her.

Shunzi thought her son was old enough to try living independently, but whenever she tried to discipline him, his pleading eyes would dissuade her. In this respect, the grandfather was particularly lenient. So, the fact that a teenage boy was still sharing a bathtub with his mother became an open secret in the family. As

the saying goes, if you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. This mother and son were playing on the edge of affection and lust, and it was only a matter of time before they engaged in inappropriate behavior.

At that time, stirrup pants were all the rage, and young women all over the country were following the trend. Looking around the commercial street, from fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girls to thirty- or forty-year-old women, everyone was wearing tight-fitting acrylic leggings, in shades of dark blue, purplish-red, and black.

These pants, made of acrylic fabric, were very form-fitting, elastic, and had a metallic sheen. In summer, if a woman with a full mons pubis wore them, the outline of her vulva would be visible, often revealing a horizontal "3" shape below her abdomen, with a fleshy slit between the symmetrical halves. Encased in pure black, this slit shimmered with a metallic sheen, complementing her rounded thighs and buttocks, practically exposing her lower body completely, making it even more alluring.

The more dignified and elegant these women's upper bodies were, the more lewd their lower bodies appeared. Imagine the scene: women walking around naked from the waist down, their expressions natural and relaxed—it was practically a modern-day Eden. The streets were filled with men in crimson, dark blue, and pure black leggings, their gazes as deep and expansive as those of guards in an Allied commando unit. That era was a man's holiday.

Shunzi wasn't willing to be overshadowed by those vulgar, shameless leggings, but she was, after all, an educated woman, and her past upbringing wouldn't allow her to wear such revealing clothes.

"Hmph! They just want everyone to know how fat their butts are!" Every time she went out, seeing leggings passing by, Shunzi would mutter with a hint of sarcasm.

It happened to be Mother's Day. Because her father was often away from home, Shunzi put extra effort into Mother's Day, taking Shengye to the amusement park early in the morning. She was exhausted, but her son still insisted on going shopping. There was no way around it; this child had become spoiled, and would throw a tantrum at the slightest thing. Shunzi had no choice but to take the subway and go shopping with her son in Downtown.

The mother and son walked into a trendy clothing store, and Shengye insisted on dragging his mother inside. Shunzi never usually shops in stores like this, but since her son was so happy, she could only smile and let him drag her inside. A young sales assistant, seeing the elegantly dressed Shunzi, quickly approached.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

"I... I'm just browsing, no need for you to bother, please attend to other customers."

"Please don't say that. Look, the fabrics and workmanship of our clothes are very exquisite, perfect for a beautiful and elegant lady like you... Little brother, did you come with your mother?" the sales assistant said, patting Shengye's head.

"Hmm~" Seiya looked up at the older sister in front of him, staring at her leggings and saying, "Mom, this older sister's pants are so tight, I can even see her little penis."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Shunzi saw the young sales assistant's face turn red and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, this child is just talking nonsense, please don't mind."

The sales assistant awkwardly covered her lower body and said with a smile, "It's nothing, it's nothing... By the way, ma'am, recently our store has prepared some exquisite gifts for young mothers who come to shop in conjunction with Mother's Day. Please come over here, you can see that these pants are the most popular styles this year. If you buy anything from our store, you will receive a free pair."

Shunzi looked at them and realized that they were the same leggings the sales assistant was wearing, except for the different colors, they were similar to what people wore on the street.

"What a strange store, giving away something like this..."

Shunzi turned to leave, but Shengye said, "Mommy, I need to pee."

"Okay, Mommy will wait for you outside. Come out quickly after you're done, and don't play in the water, understand?"

Shengye followed the saleswoman to the restroom. Shunzi picked out a pair of black leggings, rubbing the fabric between her fingers; it was smooth and quite thin.

"The breathability is not bad, and it's quite convenient to squat and walk, but it's a bit too tight..." Shunzi shook her head.

After playing all day, Shunzi was very tired, and she didn't feel like playing in the water with her son when she took a bath that night. She quickly finished her bath and went back to her room to sleep.

Just as she was about to get into bed, she found a paper bag on her bed with the words written crookedly on the outside: "A gift for Mom, may Mom stay young forever." Opening the bag, she saw that it was the black leggings she had seen during the day.

Shunzi was puzzled, but then she realized that Shengye had bought them for her.

"Will Mom wear this? I hope she won't scold me. Actually, Mom is very pretty, no less so than those girls outside. Wearing these pants, Mom will definitely be prettier than them, but Mom doesn't seem to like these kinds of pants..."

The next morning, Seiya got up and went to the refrigerator in the dining room to get some milk. The scene before him was unexpected: his mother was lying on her side on the floor, legs outstretched, wearing those black stirrup pants and doing aerobics with the TV, her legs opening and closing. Seiya saw that his mother's lower body was tightly encased in the stirrup pants, especially between her legs; his mother, with her large mons pubis, looked as if she wasn't wearing any pants. When her legs were closed, the unique shape of her female genitalia was clearly visible. Her buttocks appeared even more rounded, full, smooth, and delicate.

Seeing that his mother had accepted his gift, Seiya was very happy. He went over and lay down next to his mother, hugging her from behind, his eyes filled with tears.

"Mommy... are the pants I brought you okay?"

"Shengye, stop fooling around. Mommy's doing exercises. Go drink your milk."

Shengye didn't listen to his mother; instead, he hugged her even tighter. Shunzi didn't take this level of intimacy seriously.

But gradually, Shunzi felt something was wrong. There was something hard pressing against her from behind. Her intuition told her that Shengye's penis was erect.

"Bad boy, get up! Mommy can't do exercises anymore!" Shunzi tried to pry her son's arms off her waist.

"Then let's do it together, Mommy. Shengye wants to do exercises with Mommy."

"Okay, Shengye, be good. Shall we stand up and do it together? It's so uncomfortable for Mommy like this."

"Mommy's lying! We were doing fine just now, weren't we? So Mommy hates doing exercises with Seiya. I know..."

Hearing her son's aggrieved voice, Shunzi's heart softened again. Oh well, he's still wearing his pants... Thinking this, Shunzi stopped struggling.

Seiya sensed that his mother didn't dislike him, and his penis, which had just gone limp, became hard again. This time, it was right at the front opening of his underwear, and the small glans covered by the foreskin was pressed against his mother's crotch. His mother was raising and lowering her legs, while her son was swaying his waist back and forth, his glans breaking through the foreskin and pressing directly between his mother's legs.

Shunzi felt her son holding her so tightly that she could hardly breathe, her lower abdomen bumping against her buttocks. The little guy was trying hard to release his male instincts. Strangely, Shunzi wasn't angry at all; instead, she felt gratified. Her son was already a big boy—perhaps this was every mother's pride.

Although she learned about him in this indecent way, the mother still felt very happy.

"Shengye, don't be too rough, you're hurting Mommy." Shunzi simply stopped practicing and put her legs together.

Shengye's little penis was squeezed between his mother's plump thighs, which only made him thrust even more enthusiastically. He didn't understand why he was doing this. But it did feel very good; his little penis felt tingly and numb. Like other boys, Shengye had figured it out on his own when he reached a certain age. Unfortunately, his first time was with his own mother. At that moment, Shengye wasn't thinking much. A force within him drove him to twist his waist with all his might.

Acrylic fabric is thin, and since Shunzi was going to take a shower after the exercise, she wasn't wearing any underwear. The son and mother's genitals rubbed against each other through this thin layer of fabric. Luckily, Grandpa got up late today, otherwise, seeing the mother and son like this, all the stories I wrote before would have been for nothing.

Because Shengye was still very young, the constant twisting made him sweat profusely, and his movements slowed down.

Shunzi felt sorry for her son. She slightly turned her upper body back and saw that his face was covered in sweat, his hair was plastered to his forehead, and sweat was running down his temples. She hugged his head tenderly. She had originally planned to scold him afterward, but that thought was long forgotten.

Watching her son's efforts, she couldn't help but sway her waist gently with his rhythm, her buttocks and thighs clenching tighter. She could feel that the cloth between her legs was soaked with her son's pre-ejaculate, and the back-and-forth friction of his glans had made the small piece of cloth wrinkled. When Shengye saw his mother swaying her buttocks in response, he naturally hugged his mother's buttocks and thrust his lower body between her legs with unprecedented intensity. His tender little penis went in and out between her plump buttocks, which were clad in black leggings.

"Oh, Shengye, my little darling, oh... be gentle, don't tire yourself out. Mwah!" Shunzi kissed her son's forehead and wiped the sweat from Shengye's forehead with her hand.

As if injected with a stimulant, Sheng Ye grabbed his mother's buttocks with both arms and slammed his lower body against her violently—thump! thump! thump! The mother and son's lower bodies were sometimes firmly stuck together, rubbing slowly; sometimes they slammed into each other's genitals with a series of thumps. Due to the excessive force and the smoothness of the acrylic fabric, Sheng Ye's little hands slipped several times.

Sheng Ye tried to reach forward to hold on tighter, but instead touched his mother's mons pubis—so soft, so smooth, and so warm. Instinctively, Sheng Ye began to tease his mother's slightly protruding mons pubis. Because the leggings were digging into the cleft, Sheng Ye easily touched the woman's vital spot. The silky feel of the acrylic fabric made Sheng Ye unable to put it down, and the cleft gradually became moist and warm.

Shunzi's maternal instincts began to turn into a woman's sexual instincts. At this moment, her mind was also blank, and intense pleasure flooded her brain like a tide, the veins on her forehead throbbing. A fine layer of sweat covered her flushed face, and her breathing became disordered.

"Baby, baby... okay, please spare Mommy, if... if Grandpa sees... it'll be terrible."

Shunzi was exhausted, her body tossed and turned with each thrust of her son, like a small boat adrift on the sea. Her clitoris was being wantonly played with by her son, burning like fire. It was all because of these leggings, Shunzi thought.

A pungent, fishy smell began to fill the dining room, the smell coming from the groin of Shunzi's thighs, where a small penis was rapidly releasing large amounts of testosterone. The crotch of her leggings was already sticky, white foam rising on the black acrylic fabric, a mixture of her son's prostatic fluid and Shunzi's secretions and sweat. The white penis seemed to be thoroughly mixing with these foams, but it seemed to be missing a crucial ingredient: the semen her son had ejaculated into her, his first ejaculation.

Shunzi, feeling sorry for her son, simply lay face down on the floor, her round bottom facing upwards at a slight angle so her son could gain leverage.

Sure enough, this time Sheng Ye found it much easier. He leaned his upper body against his mother's back, only his lower body shaking vigorously, his legs moving as if numb with the movement of his little bottom. Now only one person was moving—Sheng Ye; and only one part of Sheng Ye was moving: his waist.

Sheng Ye seemed to smell the lewd scent in the air, his adrenaline surging, stimulating his brain.

Raping his mother's plump buttocks, the slapping of his lower body against her black leggings had a unique flavor. The acrylic fabric, originally metallic, was now soaked with sweat, worn smooth, and even shinier, making his mother's buttocks appear rounder and more elastic.

Seiya lay motionless on top of his mother, exhausted. His penis, inserted into her black acrylic pants, was limp and drooping, dripping with white semen. His numb, tingling body was too lazy to move. Seiya's little bottom pressed against his mother's, the fully clothed mother and son tightly connected by their small penis. His mother's crotch was a

complete mess—her son's semen, her own vaginal fluid, mixed with the thick pubic hair on her vulva—a pubic salad. However, this salad had too much mayonnaise, making the whole dish sticky and unlikely to taste refreshing.

His mother felt Seiya's hot semen; although it hadn't entered her vagina and reached her uterus, just spraying onto her vulva was already a transgression. Neither of them moved, and unusually, Grandpa wasn't there either. In the dining room, the mother and son lay limply on the floor. The son's white semen was still dripping, staining the mother's vulva, her dark pubic hair, and her black leggings.

The next day, Shunzi didn't wash her leggings. The crotch of the dried leggings was shriveled, the white semen stains on the black acrylic fabric resembling sweaty sneakers. The thin nylon emitted its characteristic strong, fishy smell. Shunzi couldn't bear to wash them; it was her son's first time. She couldn't help but smell the white semen stains, even licking them with her tongue—a little salty… Passing by Shengye's room, Shunzi saw her son playing on the computer. She wanted to go in and kiss him but found Shengye watching pornographic films, his small eyes fixed on the screen, his right hand trembling slightly on the mouse, and his other hand inside his underwear! Shunzi, being an experienced woman, immediately understood what this action meant.

I could feel Mom watching me—but wasn't the reason I deliberately opened the door a crack so she could see? What's wrong with me? Why am I trembling with excitement, and my stomach is cramping? Does it feel better for Mom to see? I'm such a bad boy. Mom, come see your bad boy. Look, my hand can already rub my penis quite well. My penis is so hard, it's even throbbing. I can't take it anymore, it's so numb down there!

"Shengye," Shunzi walked behind her son, grabbed his hand that was inside his pants, and said, "Good boy, don't play with your penis. We'll play together when Mom comes home tonight, so you can't get too tired now."

Sheng obediently stretched out his hand, turned around, and was about to say something to his mother. But his mother had already walked back to the door. Looking at his mother's back

, he saw her neatly styled hair in a bun, sparse, fine downy hair behind her ears, a fair neck, rounded shoulders, a broad back, and a transparent top that revealed the dark blue bra strap digging into her flesh. Below that was... well, his mother was wearing the leggings she wore for yesterday's exercises! And there were small white patches on her crotch and buttocks! Her leggings clung tightly to her large buttocks, the edges of her underwear clearly visible; her entire plump buttocks were lifted and perky, the two buttocks rubbing together as she walked, making a soft rustling sound.

Sheng stared, stunned, and said, "Mom, then you should come home early tonight."

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