Mother

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Last summer, my parents finally ended their eighteen-year marriage and went down the path of divorce. Their divorce wasn't entirely unexpected. My father was fifteen years older than my mother, and both were constantly busy with work. Since their marriage, they had argued and bickered for countless years. My mother, with her beautiful face, still had many suitors despite being nearly forty. Later, I heard that my mother was getting close to the owner of a construction company. In a fit of anger, my father finally decided to file for divorce. Actually, my mother's affair could be forgiven. Ultimately, my father still bore the greatest responsibility for her infidelity. In his eyes, the company was home, and his career was his true wife. After the divorce, my father strictly forbade me from contacting my mother. For a year, my mother seemed to have disappeared from the world. Until one afternoon, I unexpectedly received a call from my mother. Following the address she gave me, I found a luxurious and beautiful white detached villa at the foot of Yangmingshan. As I hesitated at the door, my mother came out of the villa, beaming with joy, to greet me. Although my mother and I hadn't seen each other for a year, I almost didn't recognize her when I saw her again. She was wearing a white sleeveless dress; the light, short cut accentuated her slender figure. With her fashionable makeup, she didn't look like the mother of a seventeen-year-old at all, but rather like a young woman in her early thirties. The woman before me was indeed my mother, but how could a woman divorced only a year ago afford such a luxurious villa? Besides, her wild and beautiful attire was something I had never seen before. Could a year really change someone so much? My mother hugged me tightly, kissed my forehead, and was frequently overcome with emotion, almost to the point of tears. Her love for me was undeniable. She led me into the luxurious villa and showed me around the entire house. From the second-floor balcony, you could overlook the entire Taipei Basin—the view was breathtaking. But I was filled with questions, and facing my mother whom I hadn't seen for so long, I couldn't bring myself to ask them. My mother seemed to sense my deep questions, and after some earnest inquiry, she recounted the entire past year to me. It turned out that before the divorce, she had already been having an affair with the construction developer. After the divorce, this man was the only one she could rely on. However, he was married and, unwilling to disrupt his own family, he placed my mother in this luxurious villa. My mother, having no other choice, could only reluctantly become his mistress. Living in the luxurious villa, although she lacked nothing in terms of food and clothing, the developer only treated my mother as a plaything to pass the time, visiting her only occasionally once every week or two. My mother was like a concubine living in a palace, only able to yearn for the king's favor day and night. After hearing my mother's account, a sudden pang of reluctance rose in my heart. After all, she was my mother. Although her material life was comfortable, her spiritual life was utterly empty. As her son, I felt helpless in the face of this situation. "Mom...are you happy?" My mother hesitated for a moment before managing to answer, "Not bad." "Mom, don't worry, I'll come to visit you often." Hearing my words, my mother happily hugged my neck and leaned on my shoulder, bursting into tears. At that moment, my mother was like a helpless little woman who had experienced many hardships, and I was undoubtedly the only piece of driftwood she could grab onto in the vast ocean. I reluctantly said goodbye to my mother. Before leaving, she handed me the keys to the villa and told me that the door was always open for me, and she also slipped me a considerable amount of pocket money. Back home, my mind was filled with images of my mother. For me, the impact of today's reunion with my mother was too great. First, my mother was almost a completely different person, so young and beautiful that even I, her son, could hardly recognize her; then, my mother had transformed into a wealthy man's mistress, something I never dared to imagine before, but it was all a reality. Suddenly, I felt a deep longing for the simple, kind image of my mother from the past. She always wore simple dresses, rarely anything fancy. This reminded me of something: after the divorce, she didn't take a single piece of clothing with her. Looking back, it seemed she had the determination and courage to break with her past self. For the next few weeks, I would sneak off to see my mother on nights when my father worked overtime. She would always prepare a hot meal for me, and I felt as if I were back in our warm and happy home. Her care for me was even greater than before; she would even prepare a hot bath for me after dinner. Her affectionate gestures seemed to be making up for the emptiness of the past year. But unfortunately, to avoid arousing my father's suspicion, I couldn't stay overnight, and my mother could only watch me leave. For a month, our brief nightly reunions were followed by cruel separations, a truly indescribable sadness. Chapter Two: The opportunity for a drink finally arrived. My father had to go to Guangzhou for over a month for a project on the mainland. When I heard this news, I was almost bursting with excitement, because for a month I could be with my mother day and night, inseparable. The moment my father boarded the plane, I rushed into my mother's arms. My mother was just as happy as I was. That evening, to celebrate our month-long reunion, we held a small celebration in the yard. My mother took a bottle of whiskey from the cupboard. "Come on, let's get drunk tonight!" "Mom…when did you start drinking? I don't remember you ever drinking." My mother said somewhat awkwardly, "Silly child, people change, especially for a divorced woman. Life has taken a different turn." As she spoke, she poured herself a drink, her face showing a blank and helpless expression. I felt a pang of sadness and picked up the glass, gulping down the whiskey. "Mom! I toast you! No matter what the future holds, I will always be your son, and I will always support you." My mother was moved to tears again, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes onto her flushed cheeks. She was truly captivating. No wonder so many men had fallen at her feet in the past. As her son, although I spent every day with my mother, I had never noticed that she was such a charming woman. "Mom...you're so beautiful..." Although my mother was seven or eight parts drunk, she was a little embarrassed by my sudden praise. "Mom's getting old, what's with all this talk about beauty? You're just being glib!" "No, no, no, I'm telling the truth. Mom's getting younger and more beautiful. When I first saw you, I almost didn't recognize you." My mother tossed her long, flowing hair, looking alluring and charming. Combined with her swaying figure after drinking, she possessed an indescribable beauty. Perhaps it was the alcohol, or perhaps I was simply overcome by a sudden impulse, but I was suddenly seized by inappropriate thoughts about my mother. My heart pounded, and my hands began to sweat profusely… “I really… really want to… hug Mom… is that alright?” My mother smiled slightly and took the initiative to embrace me tightly. At that moment, the strong smell of alcohol mixed with the rich scent of perfume emanating from my mother created an irresistible aroma. I wrapped my arms around my mother’s slender waist, while she pressed her breasts tightly against my face. The soft, warm feel of her breasts instantly captivated me. Through her thin top, I kissed her breasts passionately… Perhaps we were both drunk, for my mother not only did not reject my inappropriate actions but also seemed to revel in them. She closed her eyes tightly, slowly twisting her body, enjoying the waves of tingling pleasure emanating from her chest… I don’t know how much time passed, but when I opened my eyes again, I was lying on a large crystal bed. Looking out the window, I realized it was almost noon. Because of a hangover last night, I wasn't sure if what happened last night was real or just my imagination. "You're awake! You were really drunk, and you threw up all over me." "Mom...last night...we...?" "We were both drunk!" I didn't know if my mother was being evasive or if nothing had really happened, but I was certain that I had spent my first night with my mother, and that a month would follow! Chapter Three: Discovery In the afternoon, my mother went shopping, leaving me alone in the empty house. Bored, I wandered around, looking here and there, trying to understand how my mother had spent this long year alone in this mansion. Walking into my mother's room, besides a luxurious round bed, there were wardrobes everywhere. Casually opening one, I found a dazzling array of designer clothes hanging all over the place. The styles were trendy, bold, flamboyant, and vibrant—all things I had never seen before. No wonder my mother didn't take a single piece of clothing with her after the divorce; for her, these clothes were her only possessions.Clothes in the past were just pieces of cloth to cover the body. Opening my mother's drawer where she kept her underwear, the sight of the clothes inside immediately caught my eye, and my heart skipped a beat! "Oh my god...this is...Mom's...underwear...panties..." Four large drawers, each about three feet square, were filled with all kinds of underwear. Almost every style and color available on the market could be found in my mother's drawers. I picked up a few pieces and examined them. I noticed that my mother's panties ranged from those as thin as cicada wings to completely transparent, some covered in lace, some so small they barely covered anything, some with vents, and some so obscene they were practically indecent. My mother's drawers were practically a small underwear museum, and all of them were erotic lingerie that made one blush. I know some women have a penchant for collecting underwear, but if it's all obscene underwear, then it's a man's, not a woman's, hobby. Suddenly, it dawned on me: my mother, in order to please men, didn't hesitate to wear these obscene and lewd lingerie every day to attract their attention. And so, without realizing it, she had amassed a whole closet full of underwear! Discovering my mother's underwear further fueled my curiosity. I searched her room relentlessly, trying to uncover more secrets. Sure enough, I quickly found a leather suitcase on her bedside table. The heavy suitcase exuded a mysterious aura. It took me a lot of effort to unlock it, but what I pulled out was even more shocking than my mother's underwear! A dazzling array of sex toys!! Dildos, all sorts of electric massagers...Sakura Grass Online Viewing and Playing Free Videos wwwhd Korean Subtitles There were so many things I couldn't even count them all. Indecent underwear, lewd sex toys... I sat alone on my mother's soft bed, imagining everything that had happened on that bed... I was confused. What kind of woman was my mother? What kind of life had she led this past year...? All of this remained only in my imagination. Chapter Four: Dazzling Since discovering my mother's secret, my mind was filled with indecent fantasies about her. At the dinner table, my mother noticed something was wrong with my expression and couldn't help but ask what was wrong. "Xiao Bao, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" "No... nothing... I'm fine." "Still lying? Your face clearly says 'I have a problem,' can't Mom see that?" I tried to change the subject, but my mother kept pressing me, so I had no choice but to talk to her. "Mom, how have you been these past year? Were you lonely?" "Of course I was lonely, but what could I do? It's just my bad luck." "So when you were lonely... how did you pass the time?" "Why are you asking such a strange question? I don't want to answer. I just want to tell you that the past is the past. Now that you're back by my side, I won't be lonely anymore." "But Mom, I'm just your son. I'm still young. Don't I need a man to keep me company?" "There's no good man in the world. Right now, I only trust you!" "But what about that man? He'll come looking for you again. And everything I have now, isn't it all thanks to that man?" "I'll leave here eventually. When that happens, will you be willing to stay with me?" "No matter where you go, Mom, I'll be by your side." I finally understood my mother's feelings. She had long wanted to leave this prison-like place, but she was alone and lacked the courage. Now, because of my presence, she seemed to have a different plan. If that day ever came, I would be willing to live a secluded life with her in the mountains. That night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, the image of my mother, dressed in indecent underwear, being violated by a man with sex toys flashed before my eyes. Despite my efforts, I couldn't fall asleep. I got up to use the bathroom. In the laundry basket, my mother's clothes, which she had just changed out of after showering, were still piled up. Suddenly, a thought struck me. I casually rummaged through the basket and inadvertently discovered my mother's underwear, which she had just washed that evening, lying quietly inside. An impulse surged within me; I could no longer control my lust and hastily stuffed my mother's underwear into my pocket. Back in my room, I carefully unfolded my mother's underwear, which was curled up in a ball. The bright red panties were trimmed with beautiful lace, and the transparent fabric was embroidered with blooming roses. I examined the panties; they were stained with a layer of white secretions, emitting a strong, pungent odor mixed with the smell of urine. It was like a natural aphrodisiac; just a few sniffs were enough to send me into a frenzy. "This...this is Mom's scent...?" I masturbated while sniffing my mother's panties, and couldn't help but lick the secretions. A slightly sour taste traveled from the tip of my tongue to my brain—an indescribable, strange, yet magical flavor. My overflowing semen was already gushing out... Chapter Five: The Gift Although it wasn't the first time I'd masturbated with a woman's panties, it was the first time I'd done it with my mother's. Although the excitement lingered even after ejaculation, it also filled me with shame. I felt I had defiled my mother's body; mentally, I had raped her a thousand times over. "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night? You have dark circles under your eyes." "It's hot, isn't it..." "How about we go shopping at the department store today?" My mother, dressed in a youthful outfit, held my hand tightly as we walked down the bustling street. If you didn't look closely, people would think we were a couple deeply in love. My mother picked out all sorts of fashionable clothes at the department store. Luckily, she's always maintained a good figure, so everything she wore looked good. Passing by the women's underwear section, I unintentionally saw a set of sexy and beautiful lingerie. Although it paled in comparison to the lingerie in my mother's wardrobe, it was still a very sexy style for most women. I don't know where the impulse came from, but when my mother wasn't looking, I secretly bought the lingerie. Perhaps... I've really fallen for my mother's lingerie. I really want to see her wearing it in person. Back home, my mother tried on her new clothes one by one. Suddenly, she noticed an extra set of women's underwear in the bag, along with a note that read, "To my beautiful mother, may you be beautiful inside and out!" I waited anxiously in the living room, unsure how she would react to the sexy underwear. But soon, she came out wearing a tight-fitting skirt. "Little Bao, look at the skirt Mom bought, isn't it pretty?" "Mom has a great figure, everything looks good on me!" "When did you become so sweet-talking? No wonder Mom dotes on you." My mother suddenly turned around and asked me to zip up her bra. As I reached for it, I was shocked to see that the bra she was wearing was the very one I had given her. She was already wearing it, meaning she had happily accepted my gift! "Thank you for the gift. It fits Mom perfectly and looks great on her." "Mom..." "I'll wear it often. After all, it's a token of my love from your precious son." "If Mom likes it, I'll buy you some more..." My mother blushed and said thoughtfully, "No need. I have plenty of underwear. It's enough that you meant well." "I was thinking, Mom would look so beautiful in it... It's just a pity... I can't see it." My mother blushed even more and said shyly, "If you keep talking nonsense, Mom will get angry." After saying that, she locked herself in her room and refused to come out for a long time. I didn't know if she was really angry or shy, but I could tell that she was very happy. I never thought that a piece of underwear could win my mother's heart! Back in my room, I was about to turn off the light and go to sleep when my mother suddenly came in. What caught my eye was that my mother was now wearing a pink silk nightgown. Its transparency could only be described as "completely transparent." And under the nightgown, she was wearing the sexy lingerie I had given her. "Xiao Bao... go to sleep early... Mom came to say goodnight to you." Actually, my mother's actions were undoubtedly self-serving; she was just looking for an excuse to achieve her goal. But the fact that she was willing to show me her body in this way showed that her love for me was undeniable. "Mom... just as I said... it looks so good on you! Absolutely gorgeous!" My mother even deliberately turned around in front of me. Because the design of the underwear only had a small, thin line at the back, I could only see the line disappearing from her waist into the crevice of her rounded buttocks, and then connecting to the small piece of fabric covering her slightly protruding vulva. It was truly beautiful!! "Mom has gained a little weight recently, and her figure has become a bit out of shape." "No, no, Mom's figure is good enough to compete in the Miss China pageant." My mother gently stepped forward to cover me with the blanket. When she bent over, I could clearly see her deep cleavage and her snow-white breasts exposed outside the back of the bra. I wish I were still a child, able to suckle my mother's nipple without restraint... "You've seen everything you wanted to see, are you satisfied now? Can you go to sleep now?" "Mom, you're so good to me. Actually, you didn't have to do this, I was just joking with you." "We are one, mother and son, we shouldn't have any secrets from each other. Besides, a mother's body is no different from other women's, there's nothing to hide." I said mischievously, "Then I'll show my body to Mom too." After saying that, I pretended to take off my pants, and my mother laughed and told me to stop. "I don't even want to see your body." "Mom, you're wrong, I'm all grown up now, I'm an adult." "Aren't all men's bodies the same..." In the midst of our playful banter, my mother's hand accidentally touched my penis. Coincidentally, my little brother was already hard from seeing my mother's sexy appearance, and my mother naturally felt it when she touched it. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she turned and left without looking back… Chapter Six: Investigating As usual, my mother went to the market early in the morning to buy groceries. While she was out, I secretly went to her room. I only intended to steal a few pairs of her underwear for my own pleasure, but I unexpectedly discovered an electric dildo on her bedside table. Perhaps last night's playful antics had stirred up her loneliness, causing her to take out the dildo to comfort herself again.I smelled the dildo; I could still faintly detect a fishy odor. Then I looked at the laundry basket in the bathroom. Sure enough, my mother's underwear from last night, crumpled up and tossed on top, was covered in grime.Slightly damp, clearly from my mother's love fluids during masturbation… I had thought my arrival would fill the emptiness in my mother's heart, but these signs showed that she was still just a woman, just as desperately needing a man's comfort. But could I, as her son, provide that? Suddenly, an evil thought flashed through my mind: "Incest," a thought I didn't want to think about, yet it kept appearing in my mind. My mother and I loved each other, that was an undeniable fact, but could love justify defying morality? I was caught in an internal struggle. That night, while watching TV, I deliberately moved closer to my mother and rested my head on her shoulder, acting like a child being affectionate. "You're such a grown man, still acting like a child to your mother? Aren't you ashamed?" "Didn't you say I, Yongyuan, am your little darling? Why can't I act like a child?" "I just can't do anything with you." I intentionally or unintentionally rubbed my body against my mother's ample breasts, and even rubbed my thighs against her snow-white thighs exposed outside her pajamas. At first, my mother was just focused on watching TV, and thought my nonsensical behavior was just fooling around, but gradually, she also felt that something was wrong. "Little Bao, stop fooling around, or Mom will get angry." I deliberately pressed my erect penis close to my mother's thigh and kept rubbing it. My mother naturally felt it, but she pretended to be nonchalant and continued to watch TV. However, I could tell from her rapid breathing that my mother was not completely unaware of my body. At night, I secretly sneaked to my mother's bedroom door, just to see if my teasing would arouse her. Through the crack in the door, I could only vaguely see my mother sleeping on her side with her back to the door. But listening closely, I heard a "whirring" sound of a motor turning. I knew it was the sound of an electric vibrator. Undoubtedly, my mother was using a dildo to masturbate. But because her back was to the door, I could only imagine her enjoying the pleasure through her intermittent moans… My mother was masturbating with a dildo in the room, while I, outside the door, listened to her moans and also took out my real penis to masturbate… The next day, my mother received a phone call. I eavesdropped and learned that it was from her "man." The man seemed to want to come home, but my mother, to avoid me seeing him, arranged to meet him outside. Soon after, my mother changed into a brightly colored dress and went out. I secretly followed her and saw her looking around as she entered a hotel. I didn't need to guess what would happen next. I returned home dejectedly, watching helplessly as my mother was used as a sex object by another man, ravaged at his whim. As her son, I was powerless to stop it; the pain in my heart was indescribable. My mother came home, forcing a smile. I could no longer contain my grief and anger, rushing forward to hug her tightly and weeping… My mother knew what had happened, and we, mother and son, cried together, clinging to each other for a long time. Finally, my mother spoke, “Little Bao, tonight… will you sleep with Mommy? I’m so lonely…” Chapter Seven: Confession “You go to bed first, Mommy will take a shower.” I lay on my mother’s large bed, waiting for her arrival. Although it was just sleeping with her for one night, my heart was filled with anticipation. Finally, my mother came out of the bathroom, still wearing the lingerie I had given her, only her nightgown had changed to a pale yellow velvet floral print, sexy yet cute. My mother sat at her dressing table, combing her long hair. I couldn't resist taking the comb from her. "Mom, let me do it." I gently combed her slightly damp hair, giving her a massage. She seemed to enjoy it all. I suggested she come to bed for the massage, and she readily agreed. My hands roamed over her skin, from her neck down to her toes, through her barely-there nightgown. Not only did she feel good, but I gradually became aroused… "That's enough, Mom, it's comfortable. Thank you, it's time to sleep." I tried to fall asleep, but my mother, dressed in a thin nightgown, lay beside me. Through the moonlight, I could clearly see her shapely figure, especially the sexy panties I'd given her. From behind, she looked almost naked. How could I possibly sleep in this situation? "Can't you sleep?" My mother sat up and looked at me. "Yes! Mom can't sleep either?" We looked at each other and exchanged a knowing smile. "Since we can't sleep either, how about we play a game?" "Okay, what game?" "It's called 'Tell the Truth,' which means we ask each other questions, but you have to answer the question honestly, or you'll be punished by heaven." I told my mother seriously. "That serious? Then I don't want to play." "No, didn't you say that there are no secrets between us, mother and son?" "Okay, then I'll ask you first, who is the person you love most in the world?" "Mom > Mom." I said without hesitation. Upon hearing this, my mother pulled me and said, "Okay, let's play! You can't lie to me." "Can I ask any question?" My mother nodded. "I'll ask first, does Mom need a man right now?" "How... the first question is like this... how am I supposed to answer this?" "You have to tell the truth!" My mother thought for a long time and finally nodded. "Tell me something I don't know." My mother asked. "I...I secretly took your underwear when Mom wasn't home...to masturbate..." My mother's face showed surprise, then she calmly asked, "Why did you do that?" "Because I love you, Mom, but you started wearing those lewd underwear for that man. Every time I pass by the bathroom and see your underwear that you've just taken off, I can't help but feel a surge of desire. Is it fair that you're only willing to wear these underwear for that man, but not for your son?" "Isn't Mom wearing the underwear you gave her?" "No, no, no, I meant these!" I opened my mother's drawer full of underwear and casually tossed a few pieces in front of her. I hadn't expected things to turn out so awkward, but my mother quickly changed the subject. "It's your turn to ask." I took the suitcase filled with sex toys from my mother's bedside table and said to her, "Tell me where these things came from." My mother looked blank, silent for a long time, before finally letting out a long sigh and saying, "Since you already know, I don't need to hide it from you anymore. Yes, these things are all tools that perverted man used to abuse me. At first, I felt pain too, so I kept them in the closet. But, until you came back to me, I started using them again." "Then why?" "Don't you understand? It's because I love you too. I know it's dirty to have those kinds of thoughts, but I just can't control myself. My darling has grown up, he's a grown man now, and I need a man too." My mother picked up one of the dildos, turned it on, and the dildo began to twist and spin, making a series of piercing sounds. "Every time I fantasize that this cold, hard thing is my beloved little baby, but I am, after all, your mother. What can I do for my own son? I can only comfort my empty body with this lifeless thing every night..." "To be honest, Mom has always been the object of my sexual fantasies. Every time I masturbate with your underwear, I fantasize that it's Mom..." After this explicit and embarrassing confession, there were no more secrets between us, but now we faced an even bigger problem: "moral relations." "Mom... as long as we keep the secret... so what if we are mother and son?" "No, no... sigh... I can't do it... how can I be with my own flesh and blood... please don't force Mom, okay? Let me think about it." "Mom, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you for the rest of my life." After saying that, I got up and went back to my room to sleep. Chapter Eight: The Turning Point The next morning, I woke up to find that my mother had already left. I went to the kitchen, and on the table was a sumptuous breakfast, a letter, and a small cardboard box. Curious, I opened the box and was horrified to find a worn pair of women's underwear inside. A thought struck me—it was the very same pair my mother had worn the night before! Trembling, I picked up the letter my mother had written and read it aloud, word by word. "My dearest little one, I couldn't sleep a wink last night, and I'm sure you had a hard time too. Now that we've already made the most honest confession, there's no need to hide anymore. But it's still a huge shock to me. I hope you can give me some time to consider your suggestion. From now on, I'm willing to do anything for you, provided we don't have sexual relations. This is the biggest concession I can make as a mother. If you agree to my suggestion, please come to the chapel to find me. P.S. Keep this pair of underwear with you; consider it a keepsake." After reading my mother's letter, I could hardly believe my eyes. Although my mother still...Zilun was always cautious and unwilling to give up easily, but I knew it was only a matter of time. I rushed to the small chapel, a quiet little platform on the hillside. It was rarely visited except by the priest. I anxiously searched for my mother, finally finding her in the pavilion behind the chapel. When she saw me, she knew I had read the letter and agreed to her conditions, but she still blushed and silently lowered her head. "Mom… I read the letter… Is everything you said true…?" My mother slowly nodded. "Then please be my lover, Mom!" This sudden, strange request stunned my mother; she seemed not to understand what I meant. "Hmm… what a strange idea?" "I want Mom to be my girlfriend…" My mother couldn't help but laugh. She had been worried about an awkward situation, but my intervention warmed us up again. She probably thought I was joking, but thankfully, she readily agreed. "Whether it's a lover or a girlfriend, as long as you're happy, Mom will do whatever you want. But let's make a deal: before I agree, you're not allowed to do anything inappropriate to Mom, understand?" "I'll listen to Mom. But I also want to make it clear that if we're going to be lovers, we should have all the behaviors of lovers. Do you agree to that?" "I can't do anything with you, I'll do whatever you say." "Then, right here in front of this cross, in the presence of God, let us, the new lovers, share a kiss that seals our love!" "Here... what if someone sees us..." "Why are you backing out on my first request? There's only a priest here. Besides, who would know we're mother and son? Even if someone sees us, we'll tell them openly that we're a loving couple." My mother couldn't persuade me otherwise, and slowly closed her eyes... Looking at my mother's rosy, slightly parted lips, which accentuated her white, even teeth, and her sensual tongue, it seemed to be beckon to me. Although I set the conditions, I trembled with nervousness after my mother's tacit approval… I slowly leaned towards my mother's face, the rich scent of her perfume wafting over me, instantly dazzling me… Finally, after eighteen years of waiting, my long-cherished wish came true. The moment our lips met, everything was understood… My mother's lips parted slightly, and she gently placed the tip of her tongue into my mouth, then it slithered through my mouth like a leech… Having never kissed before, I froze, as if electrocuted, completely at my mother's mercy. So this is what kissing feels like—so wonderful, so exciting, enough to make one ejaculate… I mustered my courage and sucked my mother's tongue into my mouth, sucking, licking, entwining, swallowing… My mother seemed to feel an unprecedented pleasure as well, her body convulsing. But the source of this pleasure might not have been my tongue, but the violation of her own son! After a passionate kiss, my mother's body heated up, her face flushed. She gasped for me to stop, but her body seemed to say otherwise. Taking advantage of her drunken state, my right hand had unknowingly slipped inside her skirt, caressing her private parts through the thin fabric of her panties… “Oh… my little darling… my sweetheart… no… this isn’t right…” “We agreed that we could do anything except make love… Mom can’t go back on her word…” “This… um… um…” Knowing that I wouldn’t let go easily no matter what she said, my mother could only let me do as I pleased with her genitals. At this moment, my mother's panties were already a mess from the overflowing spring tide, even the inside of her thighs were soaked. I never imagined that my once dignified and virtuous mother would have such a deep and intense desire... "Mom...Mom...my lover...I'm so uncomfortable...down there...it's so swollen...it feels like it's about to burst...please...help me...help me..." My own desire, after a deep kiss and caresses from my mother, was no less intense than hers, but as agreed beforehand, I couldn't bring myself to do it to her for the time being, so I could only ask her to help me relieve it in other ways. My mother pressed her thighs tightly against my penis, rubbing it up and down through my trousers. In no time, I couldn't help but ejaculate in my pants... "I...I came...in my pants..." My mother looked at me with a half-smile and told me that young people are all like that. She reached into her pocket and found nothing to wipe my genitals with. Then, a brilliant idea struck her. She bent down and took off her panties, handing them to me. "It's all wet anyway, just use it as a handkerchief." My mother's action surprised and delighted me. How could I bear to use it as a handkerchief? To me, it was like a priceless treasure: upon seeing the underwear soaked in my mother's love juice, a sacred piece of cloth absorbing the essence of her genitals, I begged my mother to keep it for me as a souvenir. Seeing my ecstatic expression, my mother had no choice but to agree. "You really are something. I just gave you one this morning, and now you want it again. My whole closet of underwear will be gone one day." "This underwear is different; it smells like Mom!" Chapter Nine: Lover An idea I came up with to avoid embarrassment, but unexpectedly, my mother readily accepted it. Also, to comply with my mother's premise of "not having sex," only through the act of lover could I have the most direct contact with her. My mother is not a promiscuous woman. Although she has changed a lot in the past year, she still has certain principles regarding her body and even her chastity. To make such a sacrifice for me, I think my mother must have gone through a great deal of internal struggle. Therefore, I vowed to make my mother's sacrifice pay a price. To be a true "lover," one must look like a lover. Although my mother was nearly forty, her natural beauty, coupled with careful dressing, made her look like a young woman in her early thirties. When we went shopping together, people often mistook us for siblings, which gave us even more confidence in pretending to be lovers. My mother dragged me to the street and bought several sets of matching outfits. It seemed that my mother was even more enthusiastic about pretending to be lovers than I was. Wearing matching outfits, people would really think we were a couple if they didn't look closely. From then on, my mother could openly hold me and stroll down the street without caring about other people's opinions. We even boldly kissed and hugged in the street. "Honey, thank you so much. These past few days, I feel like I've returned to my teenage years. Even back then, I never felt this way. Honestly, this is the first time I've ever tasted the flavor of love." "Mom, me too. Thank you for everything you've done for me." The street was bustling with people. My mother held my arm tightly, resting her head on my shoulder. The scent of her perfume wafted over me again. I savored everything before me, savoring the feeling of love that my mother was giving me. "Let's go pick out a few more clothes." "We've already bought so much, do you still want to buy more?" My mother smiled knowingly at me, pulled down the neckline of her top to show me her beautiful bra that encased her firm breasts, and said, "I meant this... and... this time you can choose, how about it?" "Mom, you're really... amazing!" "Look at you, I don't know why you men are so fond of these lingerie pieces?" "Mom, you're a woman, you wouldn't understand." My mother took me to a sex shop we frequented. The entire store was filled with a dazzling array of sexy lingerie. I looked at each piece, imagining what my mother would look like wearing them... Before I knew it, I had picked out seven or eight sets, each one extremely sexy, even extremely obscene and revealing, but my mother still paid for them without even looking at them. Obviously, she didn't care about the style of the lingerie, but rather my feelings. On her face, I seemed to see "If you like it, that's fine." As soon as we got home, I urged my mother to change into the sexy lingerie I had just bought. Looking at the seven or eight sets of lingerie, although she already owned similar styles, those were for other men, while these were for her son, or rather, her lover. She became somewhat shy. "Wear this set today!" I picked up a sexy black panty made entirely of sheer silk and a bra with delicate embroidery and gave it to my mother. Although she was a little embarrassed, she put it on. "Wait… Mom… I have a favor to ask. I hope you'll let me put this on for you myself." "This… Mom will be embarrassed…" "We are mother and son, and now lovers. Why be embarrassed?" My mother couldn't resist my pleas and slowly took off her clothes…until she was completely naked. She covered her breasts and genitals slightly with her hands, but her stunning figure still made me swallow hard. "Mom...you have such a great figure...anyone would be tempted...including me, your son." I first helped my mother put on her bra. While dressing her, I took the opportunity to fondle her full, soft breasts, noticing that her nipples were engorged and hard with excitement. "Mom, please put your hands down, let me put your panties on for you." My mother hesitated and lowered her hands, which had been covering her genitals. I could clearly see her thick, curly pubic hair scattered messily over her private area, her snow-white skin...The contrast between her skin and her dark, glossy pubic hair was striking, and even the slightly parted labia were faintly visible. I was captivated by the beauty before me. My mother, seeing me staring at her genitals without making a move, felt even more ashamed, her face turning red to her ears. "If you don't put it on, Mom won't put it on!" "I'm sorry... I was stunned, Mom's... is just too beautiful..." "Stop saying such indecent things." I helped my mother put on her underwear. A beautiful woman in sexy lingerie was a perfect match. I couldn't help but hug my mother, ignoring her attempts to stop me, and launched into a passionate kiss... We kissed our way from the living room to my mother's bed, rolling around on the large bed. The underwear I had just put on my mother was now pulled down to her knees. I used my middle finger as a substitute for a penis, constantly thrusting it into my mother's wet and hot vagina... My mother spread her legs, allowing me to freely manipulate her labia. Meanwhile, our mouths never parted for a moment. "Mom... I've always hoped... that Mom could use her mouth... even if it's just as a substitute..." My mother knew the agony of my unreleased lust. She had never even considered giving her son oral sex. However, she didn't hesitate for long. She gently took out my raging penis and softly put it into her cherry-like mouth... My thick penis almost filled her mouth. She rhythmically swallowed and released it like a piston, her tongue constantly licking the glans... "Mom... so good... so good... I'm going to cum... I'll cum in your mouth..." A thick, foul-smelling white liquid shot into my mother's mouth. She didn't seem to mind and swallowed it whole, while I felt a little embarrassed. "Letting Mom eat my... is really..." "The flesh on your body is from me, and the semen you ejaculate is from me. It's like drinking your own saliva, it's nothing." "Really? Let me taste Mom's love juice sometime... okay?" My mother was at her wit's end with my quirky behavior, so she could only pretend not to hear and brush me off.

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