"A Fitness-Loving Mom"

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"The Fitness-Loving Mom"
Author: ayongg
Genre: Mother-Son Romance Hypnotic Short Story
"Crazy, I'll tell you a secret, but you can't tell anyone else."
In a room of a luxurious villa, a lewd-looking child whispered to another innocent-looking child.
It was hard to imagine such a lewd expression appearing on the face of a 12-year-old.
I was called to my house early in the morning by my only good friend, Liu Fei, who looked so mysterious, leaving me completely bewildered.
"What secret?"
I asked, looking at Liu Fei's lewd face.
"You're my best friend, otherwise I wouldn't tell you. Heh heh, come in."
As soon as Liu Fei finished speaking, the door opened, and his sister, Liu Sisi, walked in, obediently approaching Liu Fei.
"What are your orders, Master?"
Liu Sisi suddenly knelt at Liu Fei's feet, her words startling me.
"What's going on? What's wrong with your sister?"
I was terrified by the scene before me and quickly asked.
"Hehe, don't rush, I'll show you a good show,"
Liu Fei chuckled, then sat down on the edge of the bed.
I remained silent, standing there watching Liu Sisi kneel on the floor and slowly crawl towards Liu Fei.
"Give me a blowjob,"
Liu Fei ordered his sister, who had already crawled to his feet.
I was speechless with shock, watching as Liu Sisi pulled down Liu Fei's pants and opened her small mouth to take his penis into her mouth.
"Holy crap, Fei, you beast! Your sister is only eight years old, fuck!"
I cursed out, seeing Liu Fei's expression of enjoyment.
"Alright, get out,"
Liu Fei pulled out his penis, put on his pants, and let his sister leave.
"Crazy, awesome, haha,"
Liu Fei laughed triumphantly, seeing my bewildered expression.
"Awesome, awesome, what happened? Tell me quickly,"
I nodded hurriedly, looking at Liu Fei eagerly.
"Hey, this is it. A friend from abroad sold it to me; it practically cost me all my New Year's money."
Liu Fei took out a clear test tube containing some transparent liquid.
"What's this?"
I looked at the thing in his hand with curiosity.
"My friend said it's a kind of psychotropic drug. After someone drinks it, it can hypnotize them. You know hypnosis, right?"
Liu Fei said mysteriously.
"So your sister was hypnotized by you?"
"Of course!"
Liu Fei's words touched a chord deep within me, and my eyes burned as I looked at the drug in his hand.
"It's for you."
Liu Fei suddenly handed me the drug. I looked at him in astonishment. Such an expensive thing, just given to me like that?
"Are you serious?"
I looked at Liu Fei in disbelief.
"You're my best friend, of course I'm serious. I only had two of these. I used one, and I was going to give you the other one."
Liu Fei looked at me sincerely, and I was deeply moved by his words.
...
It was already noon when I got back from Liu Fei's house. I was so excited I couldn't contain myself. I clutched the medicine in my pocket tightly, afraid it would disappear.
"Mom, I'm home!"
I called out as soon as I entered, but there was no answer. I changed my shoes and went upstairs.
"Mom, are you in there?"
I knocked on the door of my mother's gym.
My mother loves working out, so she spends a lot of time there.
"What's up, Xiaofeng? Come in,"
a charming voice came from inside.
I was stunned by what I saw when I pushed the door open. My mother was working out, her two large, round buttocks facing me. The way her buttocks jiggled with her movements made me feel a surge of anger.
"Is something wrong?"
My mother turned her head. Her pretty face, glistening with sweat, was smooth and white. Her long, black hair was tied in a ponytail and hung down her back. Her big, watery eyes looked at me and asked.
"Nothing, Mom. Are you thirsty? Let me get you some water,"
I said guiltily, looking away and pretending to be innocent.
"Little Feng, you're so good. Could you please pour Mom a glass of water?"
Mom smiled, instantly melting my heart.
I rushed out of the gym, grabbed a cup from the table, and poured the medicine I'd hidden in my pocket into it.
Looking at the medicine in the cup—which looked exactly like plain water—I couldn't help but feel suspicious. I sniffed it, but there was no smell.
Oh well, even if it didn't work, it wouldn't hurt. I picked up the cup and went back into the gym.
"Mom, here's the water,"
I said, trying to sound calm, handing the water to my mother who was doing squats.
"Thank you, son,"
Mom stopped her exercises, took the cup, and drank it down without hesitation.
"Hmm? Something's strange,"
Mom muttered to herself, looking at the cup in her hand. I immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Just as I was about to run away, I noticed Mom's arm holding the cup droop, and the cup fell to the ground and shattered.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Mom's appearance made my heart pound. My trembling hand tugged at her arm.
Mom didn't respond, her eyes staring blankly ahead, unfocused.
Success!
I was overwhelmed with excitement, forcing myself to calm down as I slowly observed my stunningly beautiful mother before me.
At 1.78 meters tall, she towered over most women. At twelve, I barely reached her chest. Her legs, clad in tight-fitting leggings, were long and straight; her waist was impossibly thin, without an ounce of fat; and her large, firm breasts showed no signs of sagging. Even top supermodels would be envious of such a figure.
"Mom, can you hear me?"
I asked nervously.
"Mmm."
The humming sound from my mother's nose instantly filled me with joy.
"Who am I to you?"
I began trying the hypnosis steps Liu Fei had taught me.
"You're my son,"
my mother answered blankly.
After asking a few casual questions, I got to the point.
"You'll find your son knows a lot about fitness, you'll ask him questions about fitness, and when he guides you, everything he says is professional knowledge; you won't doubt its authenticity. After each workout session, you'll forget what he taught you."
I didn't want to turn my mother into Liu Fei's sister; after thinking it over, this method seemed perfect.
As my hypnotic instructions ended, my mother slowly woke up.
"Hmm? How did this cup break?"
my mother asked, looking at the shattered cup on the floor.
"Oh, I accidentally dropped it. Let me sweep it up,"
I said, getting ready to grab a broom.
"Let me do it. You'll be guiding me later,"
my mother said, swaying her plump hips towards the corner. Hearing her words, I felt a surge of excitement; my still-developing penis instantly became erect.
Watching my mother bend down to sweep up the broken pieces on the floor, her round, plump buttocks tightly encased in her leggings, and the alluring slit between her legs deeply captivated my gaze.
"Alright, son, let me teach you how to work out,"
my mother said, smiling broadly as she stood before me after tidying up.
"Oh, okay, Mom, it's best to massage your muscles before working out to relax them for the best results,"
I replied, completely clueless about fitness, offering a nonsensical answer.
"Sure, then please give Mom a massage, son,"
my mother said without a second thought.
"Then sit down, Mom, I'll massage your shoulders first,"
my mother obediently sat down on the floor. I stood behind her, my hands trembling slightly as I placed them on her shoulders. Looking down, I saw her two enormous breasts pushing her tank top high, the deep cleavage at the neckline almost blinding me.
"Mom, I'll start the massage."
"Okay,"
I began kneading my mother's soft, boneless shoulders, the sensation irresistible.
As my hands moved, I had thoroughly explored her shoulders and arms.
My penis was so hard it was painful, and I couldn't help but stop what I was doing.
"Mom, stand up, I'll massage your thighs."
I watched as my mother obediently stood up with her back to me, and I reached out and grabbed her long, plump, straight legs.
"Son, it's a little itchy,"
my mother said uncomfortably, squirming her body. I couldn't resist any longer, watching her big, plump buttocks swaying. I pulled down my pants, revealing my erect penis.
Although it was hard as iron, I was too young, and it was only about ten centimeters long and as thick as an adult's thumb. Fortunately, my mother had taken me to the hospital a few years ago to have my foreskin removed, so it looked decent.
"Mom, I'll use something else to massage you."
I said, and then guided my penis into the crevice between my mother's thighs. The silky, warm sensation made me shudder. I held my mother's slender waist with both hands, and my penis moved randomly between her legs.
Because of my height, my penis could only thrust a little above my mother's knees, but even so, the pleasure from my penis made my scalp tingle.
"Oh, son, what are you using to massage Mom? It's so hot!"
Wearing thin, stretchy pants, Mom felt the heat between her legs and turned to look at me questioningly.
I seemed not to hear her question, holding her slender waist and thrusting rapidly between her legs. Her full, plump buttocks slammed against my chest, the tingling sensation on my glans making my mind go blank.
"Ah, so good, I'm going to cum!"
The tingling sensation on my glans grew stronger, and I thrust desperately into Mom's thighs, waves of intense pleasure rushing to my brain. With a final, powerful thrust, my glans emerged from between Mom's legs, thick semen shooting from my urethra.
"Ah, son, what are you doing?"
Mom saw the semen on the ground and immediately cried out, breaking free from my embrace and turning to look at me.
Oh no, I thought to myself, even though Mom was hypnotized, she still knew about semen. Seeing her incredulous expression, I quickly explained.
"Mom, this is the essence from my massage stick; it has beauty and skin-nourishing effects."
As I explained, Mom gradually calmed down, then smiled.
"Oh, I see. Then why did you get it all on the floor? And why did you take your pants off?"
"I forgot to mention earlier, it's best to take off your clothes when exercising. Without clothes blocking your pores, the effect of the workout is significantly improved."
I breathed a sigh of relief and continued making things up .
"Oh, I see. Then let Mom take off her clothes."
Mom nodded in understanding, then reached out and grabbed the hem of her top, slowly lifting it up.
As her top slowly rose, my breathing became heavier.
Since I can remember, I've always had a room to myself, and I'd long forgotten what Mom's breasts looked like. The thought of seeing her enormous breasts, bigger than my head, made my penis hard again with excitement.
My mother's enormous breasts were finally fully exposed before my eyes. Her large, flawless breasts stood proudly erect, their tips like two pink gems, without a single droop. The sight before me made my breathing heavy. Pink! My
mother's nipples were pink! It was hard to imagine that my mother, in her thirties, had nipples the color of a young girl. I wondered what color her vulva was?
I suppressed the urge to pounce, my eyes fixed on my mother as she bent over to pull down her pants.
My mother's thumb slipped into the seam of her pants and slowly pushed downwards. With her movement, her dazzlingly white, plump buttocks bounced out with a "duang."
Why "duang"? Because her plump buttocks bounced up and down like jelly, freed from the confines of her pants.
My mother's pants slowly slid down, finally revealing her vulva.
Although it wasn't as pink as a nipple, it wasn't much different. Most importantly, my mother had no pubic hair, and the skin around her vulva was smooth, which made it easy for me to see her pink vulva clearly. Her labia were tightly closed, covering her vagina inside.
The word "White Tiger" suddenly popped into my head. Despite my young age, I knew what I should and shouldn't know, so my blood surged, and without thinking, I pounced.
"Ouch!"
My mother, who had just pulled her pants down to her knees, cried out in surprise as I tackled her to the ground.
"Wait, son, Mom's pants aren't off yet,"
Mom said, looking at her son groping around on top of her.
"Mom, I'll help you take them off!"
I stood up, my eyes bloodshot, grabbed Mom's pants, and pulled them off with a jerk.
Seeing Mom sitting naked in front of me, her elbows on the ground, her huge breasts swaying, I felt my penis about to explode. With a roar, I pounced on her.
"Ouch, son, weren't you going to massage Mom before working out? What are you doing?"
Mom watched as I lifted her long legs and spread them wide, completely exposing her pink vulva. I knelt between her legs, randomly poking her vulva with my rock-hard penis.
After poking around aimlessly for a while without getting any penetration, my mother's questioning brought me back to my senses.
I released my mother's long legs, glancing longingly at her pink vulva. There was plenty of time, no rush.
"Mom, the massage's over. Now let's start the workout. I'll find some props."
I looked around, my penis erect, and spotted a yoga ball nearby, which I picked up.
"Come on, Mom, lie down on this, head facing the ground, hands above your head supporting your weight on the ground, legs at a 90-degree angle, buttocks pressed down."
I instructed my mother, adjusting her as I went. Soon, my mother was lying on the yoga ball in a position resembling a backbend.
Her lifted chest made her large breasts even more prominent, her slender waist without an ounce of fat and round, plump buttocks forming an exaggerated S-shape.
I moved to my mother's head, a surge of heat rising within me as I looked at those trembling breasts.
"Mom, next I'll massage your breasts. You need to stay in this position."
"Mmm."
I reached out and grabbed my mother's huge breasts. An unparalleled sensation stirred my heartstrings.
Soft yet elastic, warm yet burning, my hands began to knead them erratically.
"Ugh,"
my mother instinctively let out a whimper, but I didn't notice. My attention was completely focused on my mother's huge breasts.
My palms weren't big, barely covering a third of her breasts. As I kneaded, my mother's breast tissue overflowed from between my palms, and the nipples were already hard. I couldn't take it anymore; my
penis was already painfully hard.
"Mom, next I'll exercise your mouth muscles. You can put my vibrator in your mouth and suck on it. That way, you can exercise your breasts and your mouth at the same time."
I grabbed my mother's breasts while moving my penis to my mother's mouth.
"Okay,"
Mom opened her mouth and took my penis in, her tongue sweeping across the head of my penis. A series of suctions emanated from her mouth, as if she wanted to suck my entire penis into her stomach.
"Hiss!"
The unprecedented pleasure on my penis made me gasp. The extreme pleasure made my hands unconsciously increase their strength, causing me to squeeze Mom's breasts until they were almost bursting.
"Ah, it hurts!"
Mom cried out, which reduced the pleasure on my penis. I quickly released my grip on her breasts, leaving five-finger marks on her large breasts.
"I'm sorry, Mom, I'll be gentler."
Looking at the red marks I had left on her breasts, I felt a pang of heartache and gently stroked them with my hands.
Mom took my penis back into her mouth and sucked on it. I subconsciously thrust my hips, my penis repeatedly hitting Mom's throat.
"Ugh!"
My penis kept pounding against her throat, causing Mom to gag. Her throat gripped my throbbing glans tightly, the tight, soft flesh enveloping it, sending me into ecstasy.
"Mom, this is how you effectively exercise your mouth muscles. It'll be over soon, Mom, just bear with it,"
I comforted her, stroking her large breasts as I watched her body tremble.
"Ugh,"
Mom whimpered, her trembling subsiding. I began to half-squat, manipulating her sexy little mouth, my hands kneading her breasts as if kneading dough.
"Hiss, Mom, the essence is coming out. Drinking it will make it even more effective, hiss."
After a few minutes of this, my penis was rock hard, the familiar tingling sensation spreading across my glans. I tensed up and began to thrust vigorously.
With each thrust, Mom's body trembled violently, as if she couldn't hold on any longer, and her body slowly went limp.
I removed my hands from her breasts and placed them under her armpits to hold her as she lay down, my penis rapidly moving in and out of her mouth.
With a satisfied groan, my penis thrust hard into my mother's throat, a torrent of semen gushing down her esophagus.
Whew, my legs went weak after ejaculating, and I collapsed to the ground, panting. My mother, losing my support, also fell off the yoga ball and lay on the floor, coughing incessantly.
"Mom, are you alright?"
Seeing my mother's flushed face and constant coughing, I felt a pang of guilt. My lust had caused her so much pain. I quickly helped her up, patting her back.
"My throat hurts so much, it's burning!" My
mother looked at me pitifully, her once charming voice now hoarse.
"It'll be alright in a bit. That'll finish your mouth muscle exercise,"
I could only comfort her. Sure enough, after a few coughs, she stopped, though her throat still felt uncomfortable.
"Hmm, much better now,"
the blush on my mother's face slowly faded. I helped her up, and as she stood, her large breasts pressed against my face.
The soft flesh gently rubbed against my cheek, rekindling my previously limp penis.
"Mom, let's use the vibrator to exercise your breasts."
Looking at my mother's firm, large breasts, I felt a surge of heat. The thing I had fantasized about so many times was finally about to happen.
"Okay, how do we exercise?"
My mother seemed very enthusiastic, looking at me with an innocent face.
"I'll stand here, and Mom will kneel in front of me. Use your breasts to hold my vibrator and rub it. This will make your breasts rounder."
I made up a story, and my mother nodded noncommittally, looking at my still limp penis.
"Son, your vibrator has gotten soft and small, how am I supposed to hold it?"
Mom said, fiddling with my penis.
"Mom will lubricate the vibrator with her mouth first, then it'll be hard."
I was a little tired after ejaculating twice, but my desire hadn't diminished at all. Luckily, I'm young and recover quickly, and my penis slowly began to rise.
Mom slowly knelt in front of me, her soft little hands grasping my semi-erect penis, and she opened her rosy lips to take it in. Her
warm, moist lips tightly enveloped my penis, her soft tongue constantly licking the urethral opening, the intense stimulation making my penis recover even faster.
The hissing sucking sounds came from Mom's mouth, and my penis was already hard. Then Mom spat out my penis, cupped her two large breasts with both hands, and sandwiched my saliva-covered penis inside.
"Mmm,"
my penis was surrounded by soft, warm flesh, completely submerged in Mom's deep cleavage. Looking down at Mom earnestly giving me a blowjob, I let out a satisfied moan.
The soft, squeezing sensation spread from all directions to my penis, making my scalp tingle with pleasure.
My mother cupped her breasts and gave me a few minutes of breastjob, but I wasn't satisfied with just that gentle friction. I placed my hands on her shoulders and began thrusting my hips back and forth, my penis rapidly pumping in and out of her cleavage.
Each impact sent waves of flesh surging through her large breasts, the visual impact incredibly intense.
"Mom, the semen is coming out again, quickly catch it with your mouth and drink it!"
After hundreds of rapid thrusts, I pulled out my penis, its hard shaft trembling proudly before my mother's small mouth.
My mother obediently took my penis into her mouth, and I held her head with both hands, beginning to manipulate her mouth.
"Coming!"
Waves of pleasure made me feel like I was flying. My penis plunged deep into my mother's mouth, and as I ejaculated, my semen shot into her mouth like bullets.
Ugh, I can't take it anymore, it's so good I can't stand it.
I slumped weakly to the floor, my penis shrunk to almost nothing. No matter how much my mother teased me, I couldn't get it up.
A gurgling swallowing sound came from my mother's mouth. Seeing my weak appearance, she immediately felt sorry for me.
"Son, are you alright? It's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to guide me in my workouts, you wouldn't be like this,"
she said, hugging me tightly with self-reproach, her face full of worry.
"It's okay, Mom. I'm happy to be able to help you. I'll be fine after a rest."
Lying in my mother's arms, I felt no lust. Her warm embrace was comforting, and I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already evening. I was fully clothed. I remembered being naked before I fell asleep. Had my mother dressed me? What would I say if she asked me why I was naked?
With trepidation, I left the room. Hearing noises coming from the kitchen, I steeled myself and went there.
I cautiously peeked into the kitchen from the doorway. My mother was cooking, dressed in casual clothes with an apron draped over her shoulders, stirring the vegetables in the pan.
"Son's awake. The food's ready, take it out,"
she said, turning around at the sound of the doorway. Seeing me peering at her, a loving smile spread across her face. Relieved
that she seemed alright, I took the cooked food out.
"Mom, isn't Dad back yet?"
I asked, sitting at the table with her.
"Your dad's away on another business trip. He'll probably be gone for three or four days. Don't worry about him. Even if he wasn't away, he'd be back late every night anyway,"
she said, a slightly reproachful expression on her face as she put food in my bowl.
"Mom, did you dress me in these clothes?"
I mustered my courage to ask. Although I knew she must have dressed me, I was still a little nervous, unsure if she remembered what happened at the gym. It was my first time undergoing hypnosis.
"What? I dressed you? You're so big, do you still need me to dress you?"
Mom looked at me suspiciously and chuckled.
I immediately relaxed; sure enough, Mom had completely forgotten about the two times I'd given her oral sex at noon.
"Oh, nothing, I was just asking,"
I replied perfunctorily and started eating.
After eating my fill, I felt sleepy again. Giving in three times during the day had drained my energy; I needed a good night's sleep so I'd have the energy to play with Mom tomorrow.
I said goodbye to Mom and went back to my room to sleep.
…
Ugh.
The morning sun shone on me, and I stretched and groaned.
I slept so well; I'd never slept so soundly before, sleeping until I naturally woke up.
After washing up, I went to the living room, where Mom had prepared breakfast on the table.
Because it's summer vacation, my mom never wakes me up in the morning. She prepares breakfast and puts it on the table, then cleans the house, watches TV, and after lunch, she goes upstairs to exercise. [
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