【Springtime in Ping - Zichu Night (Extra Chapter)】

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After graduating in July 2008, I stayed in Huizhou for nearly half a year, working as a salesperson at a small company

while continuing to look for a job. I studied resource management, but I had no experience at the time, and my direction was probably a bit off, so

I didn't find anything. I didn't put much effort into the job either, just coasting along on a monthly salary of a little over two thousand yuan.

In November, Ping called me, relenting and agreeing to let me go home, which made my decision possible. It's been almost

four and a half years now.

The date is easy to remember: November 22nd, a Saturday. After receiving Ping's

call , I excitedly went to a nearby train ticket office and bought a ticket home that night.

Then I went to the company dormitory to pack my things and left. The train departed around 9 pm, a K-series train, arriving in Wuchang around noon.

Although it was a non-stop journey, it still took more than three hours of transfers to reach my hometown town. Soon I could

fulfill my long-cherished wish! Just think, from age 12 to 21, nine years! Ping had gone from a 37-year-old young woman

to a 46-year-old middle-aged woman.

"If only you had agreed four years ago, how wonderful that would have been ! I've wasted four

years of my youth, and how many 'bullets' I've squandered in those four years of masturbation. If they had all been inside you, it would have been so much better for you

!" I thought to myself on the train. After buying the ticket, I told Ping. She complained that I was too hasty,

losing so many days' wages. I told her I would risk my life to go back and have sex with her.

There weren't many people on the train at the time; about half the seats in my carriage were empty. The thought of soon

conquering my own mother's vagina filled me with uncontrollable excitement, and I couldn't help but call her again:

"Ping!" I spoke first after she answered.

"Xing, what's up? Have you gotten on the train yet?"

"It's been a while, are you asleep?"

"I just lay down. Didn't we say that during that... you call me 'Ping'?" Her

voice grew softer and softer; I could imagine her shyness, her face probably flushed and hot.

"It's 'making love,' but from now on we'll just say 'fucking,' that's what we say where I'm from

!"

"I still prefer to hear... 'making love!'" She paused slightly, still not quite open.

"Making love, fucking, mating are all the same, I like to use 'mating,' I can mate with you tomorrow,

and we'll mate every day from now on."

"Are you kidding me!... Why are you saying this in the car? Is no one around?" Ping seemed to suddenly realize

something.

"Well, there aren't many people on the car, I found a quiet spot... I can fuck your pussy tomorrow afternoon,

Mom, you're so good to me... I'll lick it properly for you!

" "Hmm, ah? What... properly what?" "

Licking your pussy, that's kissing with your mouth, with your tongue, licking... Hasn't Dad ever licked it?" I was a little skeptical that she didn't understand, so I tried to get

information out of her.

"Let's talk about it when we get back, okay? Let's not mention your dad when we're together, okay? I'll start overthinking. And when you talk nonsense, I feel

weird..." Ping successfully avoided the topic.

"Is her pussy wet?" I wanted to confirm if the flirting had been successful, if I had aroused her.

"Yes, yes, yes... Little darling, can we stop talking now!" Her thongs were very long.

"But the night is so long, I can't sleep!"

"Try to distract yourself, uh...uh...you could think about what kind of job you'll look for when you get back,

or...or...uh...tomorrow's our wedding day, what gift or token of love will you give me?"

"I don't have the mind to think about work right now. As for a token of love, hmm, let me think about it."

"Then you should think about it carefully, okay? I'm going to sleep now. It's so late, you're keeping me up all night, hmph!"

"Is that you being affectionate with me, wife?"

"What do you think, husband?"

"Okay, since you called me husband!"

"You can have it as a snack on the bus tonight!"

"Okay, bye!"

The next day, the sun was nowhere to be seen where we lived. It felt like it got dark after only a short walk around town.

I bought a jade Guanyin statue, a bouquet of flowers (not all roses, I don't know much about them, I just asked the florist to

put together a bouquet for my girlfriend), a pair of red candles, and a light green coat. This was the first time I'd

bought anything for my mother, a random purchase, but the coat actually fit her perfectly.

It's actually quite chilly in Wuhan in late December, and I wore several layers of clothing on the train as I traveled north. I didn't get

home until almost 5 PM. On the train, I'd been thinking of going straight to bed with Ping as soon as I got

home , but once we arrived, I was too dusty from the journey, hadn't eaten much, and Ping

had already prepared a welcome feast—or rather, our wedding feast—so I didn't rush into it.

I didn't run into any acquaintances in the village, so no one asked me anything about bringing home a large bouquet of flowers. Ping opened the door for me at the gate. It was obvious she'd just showered; her freshly changed clothes looked very different from the ones

she'd worn for a long time .

I gave her the flowers and followed her into the house. Ping closed the door behind her. I

casually put my luggage aside and saw a sumptuous spread of seven of my favorite dishes on the table, along with beer. I

took out red candles and lit them with Ping. She chuckled and said, "You little rascal, you're really putting on quite a show." I

was actually very nervous. From the moment I saw her open the door for me until now, I hadn't dared to look at her closely, but I still pretended to be calm and said,

"Of course, we're husband and wife too." "Husband and wife? What about me and your dad?" "Didn't we say we wouldn't mention him when we

're together ?" "Okay, okay, husband and wife."...

I ate the meal very quickly; everyone knew what I was rushing for. Ping didn't eat much. We drank a toast together, and

after the meal, she tidied up a bit. During the meal, I finally got a closer look at her: her hair was still

so thick and black, her face wasn't as white, but it was definitely very smooth. Compared to when I looked at her closely four years ago,

her eye bags , crow's feet, and the few freckles under her eyes were more noticeable. The backs of her hands were a bit rough, but her wrists

and above were still very white. It was winter, so we were wearing a lot of clothes, making it hard to describe her body now (I'll mention

it later when we're naked). She wasn't overweight, perhaps because she was tall; she didn't have a noticeable belly, and her buttocks

and breasts were perfectly round. In the countryside, there were very few beauties like her. Perhaps it was because her father had started a business and

the family was better off in recent years, so she had taken good care of herself. You can imagine how many men in our village wanted to sleep with her.

It still makes me dizzy. Can I blame Grandpa for what happened over twenty years ago?

Actually, I was already quite impatient with this meal. I was eager to get to bed, but Ping insisted that I take a shower. I

was a bit crazy and grabbed her, trying to kiss her forcefully. But for a novice like me to easily handle an experienced middle-aged

woman was simply wishful thinking. She just casually turned her head a few times, and I didn't even touch her lips.

"Sweetie, you can do whatever you want after you shower, okay? Mom will wait for you in bed!" she

whispered in my ear after I had to stop. I saw her face turn red, all the way to her ears.

"Let's shower together."

"I can't tell I've already showered. You said you wanted to lick my pussy, how could I not shower properly?"

"Okay then! You have to be completely naked!" I reluctantly squeezed her buttocks hard.

Actually, I wasn't feeling very comfortable. I had been on the road all day, how could I not shower?

After a quick shower, I found the jade Guanyin statue I had prepared to give her and went to her room wearing only my underwear.

It was already dark by then, and a heavy rain was pouring down outside. She didn't have

a light on in her room, but instead moved the pair of red candles inside. The room was warm, perhaps because it was small, an inner room, and had

candles. She was indeed lying on the bed, covered by the blanket, turned to the side. I went over and lifted a corner of the blanket to move

in. She wasn't completely naked; she was still wearing her thermal underwear, as if she were sleeping normally.

The scent of the blankets immediately made my penis hard, painfully hard.

I tied the jade pendant around her neck from behind, and she turned her head to ask what it was. After tying it, I held it out to her and

told her it was a token of our love. She laughed and said, "You actually took it seriously? Does Mom really need any token from you?

We're about to do something that'll get struck by lightning, something even Buddha can't avoid, and you deliberately invited her to witness it." "Yeah,

I want her to witness it. I want to have sex with Mom, let's see what she can do to me, are you scared?" "As long as you

won't hate me, I'm willing to go to hell with you!" As I felt the passion reaching its peak, she turned over and lay on her back,

closing her eyes. Ping had another advantage, which was that she had a set of neat teeth, something I inherited from her. I lay on

top of her, supporting myself on my elbows, and leaned down to kiss her, prying open her lips. She stuck out her tongue, letting me suck on it,

and sucking on my tongue as well. I pressed my lower body against her and moved around, her hands wrapped around me,

stroking , her legs gradually opening and hooking onto mine. My first kiss lasted a long time, but I wasn't very focused.

I was savoring Ping's sweet saliva while listening to the sound of the rain and her intermittent breathing—probably moaning.

I liked hearing her moan; it gave me a sense of accomplishment and conquest. (The following part is the smut scene,

so I won't call her "Mother Ping" anymore; I'll still call her "Mom" to see if it makes it more relatable for the readers.)

We kissed for a long time, our faces and the area below our noses covered in the residue of each other's saliva. Until I

felt a little tired, and the blankets got warm, I knelt up, freeing one hand to pull my throbbing penis out of my pants

. I took Mom's hand and held it, then pulled up her shirt, exposing her breasts.

This must be the difference between a woman and a girl; a girl would probably just stand there, clueless, while Mom,

after holding my penis, immediately started gently stroking it. After releasing her breasts, I grasped them with both hands and gently massaged

them a few times, then started massaging them more vigorously. However, my mother didn't react much. I pulled away from her mouth and asked her

how to play with her breasts. She opened her eyes briefly, then closed them again, smiling and saying she didn't know, it was fine. Seeing that I couldn't get an answer from her, I

tried to recall what I'd seen in AVs. I supported myself with one hand, took her right breast into my mouth, and sucked hard.

With my other hand, I grasped

her left breast, quickly alternating between my index and middle fingers, flicking the nipple. My mother's reaction was indeed much stronger; her moans became noticeably more rapid. I looked up and saw that although her eyes were closed, her pupils were rolled upwards forcefully . Her

lower body began to twist, and her hand stopped stroking my penis. So I knew how to make her happy. I quickly licked her right nipple with my tongue

while my right hand continued to quickly flick her left nipple.

"...Mmm, mmm...ah...I want...down there...do it down there...mmm..." After

a short while , my mother arched her back and said.

"Where, is it?" Taking advantage of my slight fatigue, I looked up and asked.

"Yes, b wants it! Xing'er, do b!"

"Mmm!" I noticed my penis had gone soft at some point, but when I heard my mother say "b," it immediately twitched

and stood up again.

I knelt down and quickly pulled down her long johns, only to find that she was wearing underwear underneath. I pulled them

down as , and my mother cooperated by lifting her waist slightly, then her legs. At the same time, her hands were busy, taking off her top as well.

My mother was completely naked, except for the jade Guanyin pendant around her neck. I quickly took off my own underwear and threw it aside,

truly naked before her, finally seeing my mother completely naked. My mother's pubic hair was so beautiful, a neat,

long strip, like a black caterpillar quietly lying on her mons pubis. Her labia majora were high and prominent, and her labia minora were slightly

exposed . I didn't know whether to describe it as purple or pink, it should be somewhere in between. If it were shrunk back, it would definitely be

dark purple, but now that it was open, it wasn't black, it was very full. Because the glistening vaginal fluid was so abundant, it looked

quite . Without the absorbent fabric of my pants, some of the fluid had seeped down onto the sheets. I moved the blanket

aside, shifted my body down, and knelt between my mother's legs, taking her entire vulva into my mouth. I sucked and

swallowed—it was a very familiar taste, the slightly salty, sticky vaginal

fluid After cleaning up the fluid that had spilled out, I continued to probe inside with my tongue, but soon no more fluid came out.

I knew the location of her clitoris. Although my mother's clitoris was hidden, I still knew where it was. I

quickly , and my mother began to moan rapidly again, twisting her lower body. But no matter how she twisted, my

tongue followed closely, licking her clitoris.

"...Hmm, okay...come in!" After a series of rapid and trembling sounds, my mother sat up and said calmly.

"Oh..." I noticed that my penis was a little soft, not as hard as before, and I hesitated in my reply.

Seeing this, Mom seemed to understand and said, "Come on, just come in. If you want more after we're done, I'll

help you get up." Then she lay back down.

Next came mounting me; I climbed on top of her, and she guided my penis to the entrance. The moment

the head of my penis touched the tender flesh inside her, it immediately became incredibly hard, and it went in very easily. It was a very warm…

The narrow, highly elastic cavity gripped my penis tightly, leaving no gaps. I couldn't help but want to see

where , but this position made

it impossible. Looking down, I could only see my own pubic hair and the base of my penis; the insertion point was sunken inwards. Thinking, "If you can't see it, you can't see it, " I thrust wildly. Because Mom's legs were spread, and the inside was gripping very tightly (

don't mistakenly think that spreading your legs 　　means your vagina is open ; in this position, the vaginal opening is open, but the inside is retracted), coupled with the excitement and tension, I ejaculated quickly. As soon as my penis trembled slightly, 　　Mom knew . "...Ah... ah...shoot inside, yes...shoot...shoot all inside, ahh ... 　　"Mmm, that feels good. I'll rest for a bit, then we'll do it twice more. I'll fuck you like this every day from now on." 　　"Heh, since Mom's already given it to you, you can do whatever you want." 　　Having sex was really tiring, or maybe it was from the car ride, but even though I said I'd do it twice more, I immediately fell into a deep sleep. It wasn't until Mom got up to pee in the early morning that I realized I wasn't on top of her anymore. Thinking about fucking Mom's pussy earlier, I felt a surge of excitement, and my penis got hard again. Mom came back from the bathroom, saw I was awake , and asked with a smile, "Fucking your pussy must be tiring, get some sleep." 　　"But look," I lifted the blanket to show her my penis. 　　"You bad boy, want more?" 　　"Yeah, come on, let's try a different position." I pulled Mom, still naked, onto the bed, making her crawl on the bed with her butt sticking up. She turned back and smiled, asking, "Learning to mate like dogs?" 　　"Yeah, I heard it feels really good that way." I remained kneeling, raising my "gun" and pushing it forward. With her help , it easily went in again. In this position, her vagina wasn't as tight as before, and the pleasure wasn't as intense, perhaps because I had just ejaculated. But it didn't penetrate as deeply as the internet recommended. After inserting my penis into my mother's vagina , I held her buttocks and began thrusting vigorously. My mother moaned wildly with each thrust. This time, it was difficult to ejaculate. I fucked her with all my might, using the strength I used to have when I nursed her. I got tired and stopped four or five times, going at it for a long time (I didn't estimate exactly how long). Finally, I was too exhausted and switched back to the normal position where I had ejaculated before, thrusting for several more minutes before finally ejaculating. 　　I knew my mother was also tired from crawling, so I didn't continue lying on top of her but let her lie on top of me. I came to my senses and opened my eyes, finding her staring at my face. 　　"Feeling good?" she asked gently. 　　"Hmm, are you comfortable?" 　　"What do you think?" 　　"Do you need to ask if I already know?" I lifted my hand from under the covers and stroked her buttocks. 　　"It feels good, so how about we do it like this today?" 　　"I'll lick your anus again." I said, pressing my finger against my mother's anus. 　　"Tomorrow, you just got back, you probably didn't sleep well last night either. Tomorrow you can do whatever you want, I'll lick it for you too." My mother leaned closer and gave me a big kiss on the forehead. 　　"Hmm! Let's sleep then!" Or maybe I was really tired, I couldn't even tell if I was already dreaming after saying that ...

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