[The foster mother's reward] (1)

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

Chapter 1.
April 6, 2005.
In the obstetrics and gynecology department of a general hospital in Shanghai, several nurses hurried along a brightly lit corridor pushing a hospital bed. At the end of the corridor was the operating room door.
A young man and a young woman followed closely on either side of the bed, their faces filled with concern and anxiety.
The middle-aged woman lying on the bed, however, looked serene. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but lacked
the strength. Seeing this, the young man quickly and gently said, "Don't talk, be good, it'll be over soon."
The middle-aged woman nodded, grasped the man's hand, and squeezed it slightly in his palm, as if
making a solemn promise.
At the operating room door, the young man and woman were stopped.
Looking at the tightly closed door, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he felt his hand being grasped. Turning his head, he saw
the encouraging look in the young woman's eyes, and his heart warmed. He gently put his arm
around her waist and said, "I'm fine." The young woman looked to be no more than twenty years old, radiating youthful energy. Judging from her
attire, she looked every bit like a college student. She was very pretty—a small face, large eyes, and a pointed
chin. Upon closer inspection, she bore a striking resemblance to the middle-aged woman who had just entered the operating room.
"Brother, don't be too nervous. You haven't slept well since last night. Why don't you go and get some sleep? I
'll wait here," the young woman advised. Her voice was clear and melodious, as pleasant as a lark's song.
The young man smiled and said, "I should be saying that to you. You're newly pregnant, you need to rest more
. I don't want everything to be fine for Mom, but something bad to happen to you."
The woman blushed slightly upon hearing this, and secretly glanced around. Seeing that no one was around, she couldn't help but tiptoe and kiss the man
's cheek, whispering with a smile, "Brother, I'm not even two months pregnant yet, it'll be fine."
The young man smiled and caressed the woman's belly, holding her in his arms and sitting on a chair nearby. The woman
nestled happily in the man's arms, tilting her head and gazing at her familiar brother with adoration. She
had dreamt of this scene countless times before, and now, her dream had finally come true.
The young man followed the woman's gaze and saw the infatuation and adoration in her eyes. He couldn't help but feel a pang of
guilt. She had given him her all, but he couldn't give her all his love, not even half
of it. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the closed operating room door. Lying inside was
the love of his life, the woman he loved to the core.
The young woman noticed the change in her brother's eyes, sighed inwardly, and dispelled the slight
resentment and helplessness in her mind. She nestled closer to the man and said softly, "Brother, am I really
that much worse than Mom?"
The young man felt his sister's disappointment and felt a pang of pity. He hugged her tightly and said gently, "
You know how I feel about you. I watched you grow up. My feelings for you are more like brotherly love. You and
Mom are the most important people in my heart. I would rather die than see you hurt
. But in my heart, Mom is my woman. Do you understand what I mean?"
The young woman nodded obediently and said, "Sigh, but I don't want to be your sister. I want to be your
woman."
The young man smiled bitterly, "Aren't you already my woman?"
The young woman smiled and said, "Brother..." "You know what I mean, I want to be your woman. Sigh, if
only that position weren't taken by Mom, I would use every means to win your heart back. But
my opponent is Mom, I don't even have the right to fight."
The young man kissed his sister's forehead affectionately, chuckling as he comforted her, "Little sister, although you can't be my
most beloved woman, you are my most cherished sister. In that respect, even Mom doesn't have this
treatment."
The young woman thought for a moment, then giggled, "Yes, brother, will you spoil me forever? Love
me, protect me?"
The young man nodded vigorously, saying, "Yes, from the day you became my sister, I made
up my mind to protect you with my life."
The young woman nestled happily in her brother's arms, a satisfied smile on her face, and whispered:
"Okay, then I'll be your sister forever, hehe."
Hearing his sister's happy laughter, the young man's gloom vanished, and memories
of the past 20 years involuntarily surfaced in his mind, his thoughts drifting back to 1985…
In 1985, Mr. and Mrs. Hong Jie, who worked for a mining company in central China, were involved in a car accident while on a business trip.
Nine-year-old Hong Chengtao became an orphan. Lu Ting, a young accountant at the same company and a close friend of Hong Jie and his wife, was 23
years old and over six months pregnant. Upon hearing the tragic news of her friend's death, the kind-hearted Lu Ting said to her husband, "Hong Jie
and his wife have always been so good to us. Now that Xiaotao is an orphan, it's so pitiful. They have no relatives or
friends here, and their hometown is in a remote rural area. Why don't we adopt Xiaotao?"
Lu Ting's husband, Liu Daojin, said, "I've been thinking about this too. Let's consider it as having another child."
After the couple reached a consensus, they invited their superiors and neighbors, prepared a meal, and brought Hong Chengtao into
their home, treating him like their own son. They even
deposited the one-time compensation payment from the company to Hong Jie and his wife into the bank in Hong Chengtao's name.
Lu Ting and her husband treated Hong Chengtao extremely well. Since the two families were already quite familiar with each other, Hong Chengtao had no
resentment towards his adoptive parents. After enduring the most difficult two weeks, Hong Chengtao gradually accepted the devastating
news of his parents' deaths and settled down peacefully in his new family.
However, within the company dormitory compound, various rumors circulated about the couple's righteous act, with many believing that
Lü Ting was after the substantial pension.
Once, a nosy retired female employee stopped Hong Chengtao and mysteriously asked, "Did your Aunt Ting go to the bank today
? Was she withdrawing your money?"
The usually mild-mannered Hong Chengtao immediately blushed and said, "No,
Aunt Ting already deposited the money my parents left me in the bank, and she gave me the passbook to keep." Seeing that the other woman still seemed suspicious...
He angrily shouted, "Aunt Ting has never touched a penny of my money. She treats me like her own mother."
This story quickly spread throughout the dormitory compound, and from then on, no one dared to gossip in front of Hong Chengtao anymore
. Lü Ting was deeply moved to learn that her adopted son had defended her so fiercely, and the relationship between mother and son became even more harmonious.
Because Lü Ting's husband often worked night shifts, only Hong Chengtao and Lü Ting were home at night.
The dormitory provided by the company was very small, consisting of only one open-plan room divided into two sections by plywood. The outer section was the living
room and Hong Chengtao's sleeping area, while the inner section was mostly occupied by a larger bed, a desk, and a wardrobe.
Every evening, Hong Chengtao would do his homework at his desk, while Lü Ting, who was about to give birth, would either read or
knit clothes for her unborn child in bed. She was now eight months pregnant, and her belly was very large.
Because of the hot weather and the lack of air conditioning, her body felt sticky, and her clothes were extremely uncomfortable. Sometimes, when she
was unbearably hot, she would take off her top and lie down to rest with her large belly exposed.
Hong Chengtao was only nine years old and, unlike most children today who are precocious, was ignorant about matters of the heart. Therefore, he
didn't feel any irresistible temptation, but he was very curious about his adoptive mother's large belly and would often reach out and touch
it.
Lü Ting didn't take it seriously. In her eyes, Hong Chengtao was completely her child,
and she had no sense of caution whatsoever. Having this intelligent and adorable child by her side
lessened her pregnancy anxiety caused by her husband's absence. Furthermore, Hong Chengtao's touch made her feel very comfortable, so she allowed her adopted son to caress her
. Sometimes, when Hong Chengtao touched her breasts, she wouldn't scold him; instead, she would jokingly ask if he
wanted to nurse.
At first, Hong Chengtao felt embarrassed and always shook his head, because he felt it was
shameful for a nine-year-old to still be breastfeeding. However, with his adoptive mother's indulgence, he increasingly enjoyed touching her large breasts. Every
night, whenever his adoptive father was on duty at the mine, he would climb into bed after finishing his homework, lie down next to his adoptive mother, talk to her
, and play with her breasts.
Lu Ting's breasts were already full when she was a young girl, and after becoming pregnant, her bust size increased even more. Because of the
hot weather, when she lay down, her sagging breasts easily produced a lot of sweat,
causing a strong stinging sensation on the surrounding skin.
Since Hong Chengtao's caresses, these problems have disappeared. Her breasts were constantly being played with
by the young man, so how could the sweat accumulate? Moreover, since she hadn't had sex with her husband since becoming pregnant
, she felt a rather intense pleasure whenever her breasts were pulled. Although she had a vague feeling that
it was inappropriate, she was afraid that refusing would hurt her child's feelings, so she could only suppress her inappropriate thoughts and always
took the initiative to pull her adopted son into her arms, letting him play with her breasts to his heart's content.
That evening, her husband was on night shift again. Lu Ting, naked and holding her belly, stood by the desk, quietly
watching her adopted son do his summer homework. Hong Chengtao had been on summer vacation for over half a month. Because Lu Ting was immobile and her adoptive
father, Liu Daojin, was very busy with work, the responsibility of caring for Lu Ting fell on Hong Chengtao. Fortunately
, he was clever and quick-witted, taking good care of Lu Ting in every way.
He brought her meals directly to bed, frequently massaged her legs and shoulders, and immediately wiped away any sweat with a hot towel. When he had free time,
he would read her favorite books. His obedient and sensible nature made Lu Ting love him dearly and cherish him even more.
Having been in bed all day, Lu Ting couldn't sleep. A heavy rain had fallen in the evening, making it
much cooler, but Lu Ting still wasn't dressed; she was already used to being shirtless in front of Hong Chengtao.
Hong Chengtao noticed his adoptive mother approaching and quickly helped her up, saying, "Mom, why did you get down? Go lie down quickly
. Dr. Huang said you might give birth next week. I hope it's a little brother."
Lü Ting smiled and, following her adopted son's lead, sat on the edge of the bed, patting his head and laughing, "Don't you like little sisters
?"
Hong Chengtao laughed, "But I know Dad likes little brothers. Mom, do you know if it's a little brother or a little sister
?"
Lü Ting giggled, "How would I know? Whether it's a little brother or a little sister, Mom only..." " I hope he
grows up safe and sound. If only the boy could grow up to be as handsome as Xiao Tao, hehe."
Hong Chengtao blushed slightly upon hearing this and said, "Mom's teasing me again."
Seeing her adopted son's embarrassed expression, Lü Ting laughed happily, "I really don't. If it were a little sister,
how about we let her marry you?"
Hong Chengtao blushed even more upon hearing this and shook his head repeatedly. Which boy of this age hadn't experienced being
teased by elders about getting married? In a boy's eyes, it was an extremely shameful thing.
Seeing this, Lü Ting chuckled, "Why are you blushing? Are you afraid I'll give birth to an ugly girl for you to marry?"
Hong Chengtao quickly shook his head, explaining, "No, no, Mom is very beautiful, so her children will definitely
be beautiful too. It's just that I love Mom, and I want to marry her when I grow up."
Hearing her adopted son's childish answer, Lü Ting didn't get angry but laughed instead, "Haha, silly child, Mom is
Dad's wife, how can she marry you? What about your father then?"
Hong Chengtao was speechless for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "Can't Dad and I both marry Mom?"
"Of course," Lü Ting nodded with a smile, saying, "My little Tao is so handsome,
he'll definitely marry a beautiful girl when he grows up. Oh my, I wonder which girl will be so lucky."
Hong Chengtao blinked his big black eyes, looked at his adoptive mother, and said seriously, "But I really want Mom
to be my wife."
Lü Ting patted her adopted son's head and laughed, "Okay, if your father doesn't want me anymore, I'll marry little
Tao Tao, okay? Haha."
Although his adoptive mother was just joking, Hong Chengtao nodded seriously, hooked his little finger around hers, and
said, "Okay, it's a deal."
Seeing her adopted son's serious expression, Lü Ting couldn't help but smile, thinking that he would probably forget about it
completely in a few years anyway, since it was just a child's game. So she hooked her little finger around her son's finger and laughed
, "Okay, pinky promise, never to change."
Seeing Hong Chengtao nodding happily, Lü Ting suddenly felt a little embarrassed, not daring to look directly into his clear
and earnest eyes, vaguely wondering if she had made a terrible joke.
However, this thought was quickly dismissed. With her adopted son's help, she slowly lay down,
her large breasts spreading out to the sides, which her adopted son habitually scooped into his hands and gently played with.
Because of the change in her mindset, Lü Ting now only felt a strange stimulation emanating from her sensitive nipples
. She had always considered her adopted son's playing with her breasts as an intimate game between mother and son, but now she
felt a sense of panic and a thrill.
Hong Chengtao didn't notice his adoptive mother's increasingly rapid and disordered breathing. He only felt the nipple in his hand suddenly
harden, the dark brown nipple standing high on the snow-white breast. He couldn't help but exclaim,
"Mom, your breasts are so beautiful."
Lu Ting, hearing this, felt both ashamed and delighted. She frantically tried to push him away, but fearing to hurt her child's feelings, she suppressed
her unease. Seeing her adopted son looking at her sincerely, his eyes clear and devoid of any lust, only an
indescribable satisfaction and joy, as if he had seen an extremely precious treasure, her turbulent
heart quickly calmed down. She thought: Yes, he's still a child, treating
me like his own mother. What am I thinking? Sigh, husband, I miss you so much. After I give birth, I want your big cock
to fuck me hard.
The thought of her husband's thick penis made Lü Ting's body burn with heat, and her eyes became somewhat
glazed. Hong Chengtao, who had been watching her closely, asked anxiously, "Mom, what's wrong? Your body suddenly feels
so hot. Are you too hot? I'll get you a towel to wipe yourself."
Lü Ting watched her adopted son's hurried departure with embarrassment. Her hand involuntarily and laboriously reached for her crotch,
slipping inside her shorts. Before even touching her vulva, she felt a burning sensation there, making her heart race. Her thighs
became increasingly sensitive, feeling a dampness all around.
Lü Ting dared not touch herself again, afraid of accidentally touching her clitoris and crying out. She quickly withdrew her hand,
panting heavily. By the time Hong Chengtao returned with the hot towel, her emotions had calmed considerably, but she
still unconsciously avoided his gaze.
Hong Chengtao, unaware of his adoptive mother's unusual behavior, picked up a towel and gently wiped her body.
He didn't miss a single inch of her skin, except for her crotch, even cleaning her toes thoroughly. Then he picked up a palm-leaf fan and gently fanned her
.
Lü Ting felt a cool sensation spread through her body and couldn't help but groan comfortably. Seeing her adopted son covered in sweat, she
felt a pang of pity and took the towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead, saying, "Oh, look how tired you are."
Hong Chengtao smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm not tired, Mom. How about I read to you?"
Lü Ting shook her head and said, "It's too hot. Don't read. Lie down and talk to Mom for a while."
Hong Chengtao nodded, lying down facing his adoptive mother. They smiled at each other, and seeing his adoptive mother's slightly flushed cheeks and bright
eyes, he couldn't help but blurt out... "Mom, you're so beautiful!" someone exclaimed.
This wasn't the first time Lü Ting had heard compliments on her beauty. Since starting her job at seventeen, she'd always been the center of attention
, receiving love letters from at least eighty or a hundred people. She'd heard all sorts of praise, but
this sincere compliment from her child still made her incredibly happy. She laughed, "I'm so fat now, what's
so beautiful about me?" Since becoming pregnant, her weight had skyrocketed, now exceeding 140 pounds, causing
her, who valued her appearance, much distress.
Hong Chengtao shook his head and said, "No matter what Mom looks like, she'll always be my favorite mom."
Lü Ting felt comforted and couldn't help but pull him into her arms, saying, "You're also Mom's most beloved baby
. It's getting late, go to sleep."
"Okay," Hong Chengtao nodded against his adoptive mother's chest. Seeing her ample breasts so close, his mischievous side
stirred, and he playfully stuck out his tongue and licked his adoptive mother's nipple.
Lu Ting trembled as if struck by lightning. She gently patted her adopted son's back and said, "Go to sleep,
don't fool around."
Hong Chengtao, thinking he had made Lu Ting uncomfortable, quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Mom,
did I hurt you just now? I was just playing with you, I'm sorry."
Seeing his careful apology, Lu Ting smiled and said, "No, it doesn't hurt at all. I'm a little sleepy
, I want to sleep."
Hong Chengtao nodded repeatedly, not daring to lick his adoptive mother's nipple again. Children are prone to sleepiness, and he soon
drifted off to sleep.
Hearing the snoring coming from beside her, Lu Ting carefully opened her eyes. Looking at the soundly sleeping Hong Chengtao,
a bitter smile appeared on her face. Her nipples were slightly swollen; the lick from her adopted son hadn't hurt, but rather
aroused her.
At that moment, Lü Ting missed her husband on duty terribly and tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She finally managed to get to midnight, but then
a sharp abdominal pain woke Hong Chengtao. He rushed out to wake the neighbors, and they took Lü Ting to the mining area
hospital that very night.
The next afternoon around 4 PM, Lü Ting successfully gave birth to a baby girl; both mother and daughter were safe.
Three days after giving birth, Lü Ting took her child home to rest. Hong Chengtao was overjoyed to have a little sister
, but he also noticed that his adoptive father, Liu Daojin, looked somewhat downcast and hadn't seemed very energetic in the past few days.
That night, in the middle of the night, Hong Chengtao was awakened by the urge to urinate. After urinating in the spittoon in the corner
, he was about to climb back into bed when he faintly heard sounds coming from his adoptive parents' room next door.
Liu Daojin said, "Ting, let's have another one."
Lü Ting said somewhat reluctantly, "The family planning policy is very strict now. How can we have another one without a quota?"
Liu Daojin was silent for a moment, then said, "We have to have another one even without a quota. We can't let our Liu family line end
. You know, I'm our only son."
Lü Ting said, "Don't we have Xiao Tao?"
Liu Daojin said, "Xiao Tao isn't our biological son after all. Ting, let's have another one."
Lü Ting was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked, "What if the next one is also a daughter?"
Liu Daojin remained silent.
Lü Ting sneered, "If the second child is also a daughter, do you still want me to have more? Liu Daojin,
what do you take me for? A breeding machine?"
Lü Ting seemed a little angry, and Liu Daojin quickly moved closer to appease her, saying, "No, no... How could
that be? Ting, I've been holding back for so long, should we..."
Lü Ting said angrily, "No, the doctor said we can't have sex for a month, have you forgotten?" Then
she added, "And if you don't change your mindset, I won't have sex with you. Before we got
married, didn't we agree to only have one child? Have you forgotten?"
Liu Daojin stopped talking, and Lü Ting stopped talking as well. Hong Chengtao was completely confused, not understanding
what "having sex" meant, but he knew the general situation: his adoptive father wanted another child, but his adoptive mother didn't want to.
He felt a little unhappy when his adoptive father said that he wasn't his biological son, but it was an undeniable
fact.
That night, Hong Chengtao, who hadn't dreamt of his biological parents for a long time, dreamt of them again. When he woke up the next day,
his pillowcase was soaked with tears.
It was already past 8 a.m. when Hong Chengtao got up. His adoptive father had already gone to work. He got out of bed and saw that
the door to the inner room was wide open, so he went in. He saw his adoptive mother leaning against the headboard in a daze. Her face no longer showed the joy and happiness of becoming a mother for the first time in the past few days
. Instead, it was filled with sorrow and resentment.
Although Hong Chengtao tried to keep his footsteps down, he still startled Lü Ting. Seeing her adopted son, she forced a smile and
said, "You're awake, Xiao Tao. Go wash your face, I'll go make some fried rice."
Hong Chengtao shook his head, stepped forward and pressed down on his adoptive mother's leg, saying, "Mom, I can make it myself. You rest first,
I'll bring it over later."
Seeing her adopted son's obedient appearance, Lü Ting comforted him, "I'm fine, I'm perfectly healthy, you don't need to
treat me like a patient anymore."
But Hong Chengtao was unmoved, shaking his head like a rattle-drum, saying, "No, Grandma Zhou next door said that
postpartum care is very important for women, otherwise it will harm your health, so don't do it, I'll take care of you."
Hearing her adopted son act like a little adult, Lü Ting chuckled and said, "Okay, then how are you going to
take care of me?"
Hong Chengtao thought for a moment and said, "Just like when Mom was pregnant with my sister, is that okay?"
Lü Ting smiled and nodded.
Hong Chengtao cheered and laughed, "Mom, I'll make you something to eat. Grandma Zhou said she wanted lots of eggs
, so I'll go boil a few."
Watching her adopted son skip away, Lü Ting's gloomy heart eased considerably. A little while later,
Hong Chengtao returned with a steaming bowl of boiled eggs in brown sugar water, quickly placing it on the table and blowing on it to
cool his burning fingers.
Seeing his fingers were bright red from the heat, Lü Ting quickly took his hand and, without thinking, put it in her mouth
to cool it with her saliva.
Hong Chengtao said gratefully, "Mom, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Lü Ting blushed and pulled her fingers away, saying, "Silly child, didn't you know to use a rag to support
them?"
Hong Chengtao smiled sheepishly, "I was in such a hurry to bring it over, I forgot. Mom, drink it while it's hot. Grandma Zhou
said it's most nourishing when it's hot."
Lü Ting nodded and took a small sip.
Hong Chengtao hurriedly asked, "Mom, is it good?"
Lü Ting nodded and smiled, "Thank you."
Hong Chengtao smiled happily and said, "I really hope Mom gets better soon."
After they finished eating, Hong Chengtao started doing his summer homework. At this time, his younger sister woke up and started crying,
making it impossible for him to concentrate. So he went over and joined his mother in playing with his sister, but the little one kept crying
. Lü Ting, a new mother, then realized that her daughter might be hungry. Without hesitation, she unbuttoned her shirt, lifted
her firm nipple, and put it into her daughter's mouth. The little one immediately quieted down.
Her daughter didn't have any teeth yet and wasn't very strong, so Lü Ting gently squeezed the base of her nipple, squeezing milk little by little
into her daughter's mouth, afraid of squeezing too much and making her choke. After a few times, she was covered in sweat. Suddenly, she felt a
cool breeze and looked up to see Hong Chengtao, who had also noticed he was sweating, gently fanning himself with a fan.
"Thank you," Lü Ting said.
Hong Chengtao shook his head and softly said, "Mom, you look so beautiful when you're breastfeeding."
Lü Ting paused, seeing the sorrow on her adopted son's face, and felt a pang of sadness. She said, "Little
Tao, do you miss your mother?"
Hong Chengtao nodded, wiping away tears from his eyes, and said, "Mom, will I never see them again?"
Lü Ting tenderly pulled him into her arms, gently comforting him, "Silly child, you still have me. I
am your real mother."
Hong Chengtao nodded, choking back tears, and hugged his adoptive mother, calling out, "Mom."
Lü Ting felt a dampness on her shoulder, her heart... Zhong was also deeply saddened and could only hold him tightly, letting her adopted son
cry his heart out on her shoulder. Several minutes passed before his crying subsided, and she asked, "Are you feeling
better?"
Hong Chengtao nodded, wiping away his tears. Seeing that his adoptive mother's shoulder was also wet with tears and sweat, he quickly
wiped it away and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mom."
Lü Ting shook her head and said, "It's inevitable to feel sad when things like this happen, but I hope you can
become stronger and stronger like a man, okay?"
Hong Chengtao thought for a moment and nodded gently.
Seeing his obedient appearance, Lü Ting felt a surge of affection and gently kissed her adopted son's forehead, saying,
"If you ever feel unhappy or want to cry again, Mom's arms will always be open to you."
Hong Chengtao nodded and said, "Mom, I won't cry anymore. That's not what a man does,
and when I grow up, I'll protect you."
"Good boy," Lü Ting said, affectionately stroking his cheek.
After this conversation, the mother and son felt a greater sense of closeness to each other. Hong Chengtao sat affectionately
beside his adoptive mother, fanning her, and watching his younger sister suckle at their mother's breast, he suddenly felt a pang of urge to drink as well.
It was seeing this scene of breastfeeding that made him involuntarily think of his mother.
Lu Ting noticed her adopted son's undisguised gaze and couldn't help but laugh, "What, want some milk?"
Hong Chengtao blushed and gently shook his head, but his eyes were fixed on his adoptive mother's chest; his eagerness
and expectation were written all over his face.
Seeing this, Lü Ting chuckled inwardly. Having let Hong Chengtao play with her breasts more than once, she
felt no qualms about breastfeeding him; she was completely in the mindset of a doting mother. She generously
took out her other, full breast, cradled it in her palm, and said with a smile, "Don't pretend, come on, my
little man. This is Mommy's way of thanking you for your meticulous care these past few months, a special treat for you."
Hong Chengtao looked at his sister with some difficulty and said, "But I'm afraid if I drink too much, my sister won't have any."
Lü Ting laughed and said, "Hehe, your sister has a very small appetite, and my milk supply is plentiful. She
can't possibly finish it all by herself. She's been suffering from engorgement these past few days. If you drink more, it'll help lighten Mommy's burden
."
Hearing his foster mother say this, Hong Chengtao's face lit up with joy, and he whispered, "Really?" "Mom, well,
then I won't be polite."
Lü Ting nodded and said lovingly, "If you like it, drink more. Anyway, I'll just have to squeeze it
out if you don't finish it, it'll be a waste. Breast milk is very nutritious, and you're growing, so even if it doesn't taste good, try to drink as much as you can."
Hearing his foster mother's somewhat commanding tone, Hong Chengtao nodded obediently, put his nose to his mother's chest
, sniffed hard, and playfully licked his lips, saying, "It smells so good."
Lü Ting giggled and said, "Then don't complain about how bad it tastes later, hehe."
Hong Chengtao shook his head, took his mother's protruding nipple into his mouth, and gently bit down with his teeth. The swollen nipple
immediately spurted out a stream of milk into his mouth. It tasted a bit earthy and was initially difficult
to swallow, but after the first bite, his stomach felt warm, and a faint sweet fragrance filled his mouth,
with a long aftertaste.
Hong Chengtao savored the taste of breast milk, and for a moment he felt as if he had returned to infancy. The
memory hidden deep in his soul was stirred by the aroma of the milk, making him feel as if he were back in his mother's arms. The rich,
unyielding maternal love brought tears to his eyes.
Seeing her adopted son stop after taking a sip and then start crying, Lü Ting was shocked. Was her breast milk
really that bad? No wonder her husband had only taken one sip these past two days and refused to touch it again, complaining of the strong fishy smell. She
felt depressed and said sullenly, "Xiao Tao, is it hard to drink? Then don't force yourself."
Hong Chengtao snapped out of his reverie, spat out his adoptive mother's nipple, wiped away his tears, and said, "I'm sorry, Mom.
I said I wouldn't cry. I'm sorry, it's not because it's hard to drink, it's because it's so delicious. It reminds me of Mom
's taste. That feeling is so warm and comforting. Mom, can I... can I drink it again? I'm afraid I won't be able to
drink it again."
Seeing this, Lü Ting felt both comforted and heartbroken, and said softly, "Silly child..." " Son, if you like it, Mom
will let you drink it for the rest of your life. I was so worried just now, I thought you were crying because it tasted so bad."
Hong Chengtao quickly shook his head and said, "How could that be, Mom? Can I really continue to drink it?"
Lü Ting nodded and added, "But you can't drink it anymore after Mom weans."
Hong Chengtao nodded and said, "Yes, I know, Mom, you're so good."
Lü Ting smiled indulgently, "You're my son, if I'm not good to you, who else can I be good to?"
Hong Chengtao nestled happily in his mother's arms, secretly vowing to love and protect his mother for the rest of his life and never
let her suffer any harm.
After this little incident, Lü Ting breastfed more naturally. In just a short while, her daughter was
full. She put her in the cradle next to her and turned around to see Hong Chengtao looking at her expectantly, like
a pet waiting to be fed, which made her laugh.
Gently pulling her adopted son's hand, Lü Ting gestured for him to lie on her lap. She wrapped her arm around his neck, hooked
his head, and leaned down, pressing her full breasts against his mouth. She chuckled, "Don't bite
, it hurts." She also had another concern: what if her husband found out? Although she felt she was acting
completely innocently, without any romantic desire, simply a mother breastfeeding her child, if others
discovered it, it would be a stain she could never clear.
Hong Chengtao nodded, gently opening his mouth to take his mother's nipple in, slowly sucking and licking. Without
him having to do it himself, Lü Ting actively massaged the base of his breast, slowly squeezing milk into his mouth. Feeling the nipple
swell and harden in his mouth, Hong Chengtao couldn't help but wonder how much it could swell. He playfully
wrapped his tongue around the nipple, swirling the tip around it.
Lu Ting never expected her adopted son to be so restless while nursing. Waves of pleasurable stimulation surged through her nipples. At first, she could
resist, but as her nipples became increasingly sensitive, the pleasure intensified. Her breasts were large, with
several sensitive spots she herself was unaware of. She had never imagined that simply licking her breasts could be so pleasurable. Combined with
the ease and comfort of the milk flowing out, she could no longer contain her inner ecstasy and
began to moan softly.
On the large bed in the summer heat, a man and a woman, one large and one small, were
enjoying the pleasure they brought each other in the stuffy room. Although they were engaging in lewd acts, both were at peace,
without a single ulterior motive. Sweat soaked their bodies, but they were completely unaware, immersed in pleasure and unable to extricate themselves
.
When one breast was completely sucked clean, Hong Chengtao continued to suckle forcefully, trying to squeeze out
even a tiny bit more. He kept sucking on half a breast, his
tongue constantly moving, and his mother's nipple had swelled into a small, hard ball.
Lu Ting, panting, struggled to pull the breast out of her adopted son's mouth. Looking at him, still unsatisfied, she
smiled gently, "Little glutton, still not full?"
Hong Chengtao touched his mother's other swollen breast, gently squeezing it, knowing it still contained...
"Can I have some more? I'll save some for my sister this time
."
Lu Ting chuckled, "Silly child, no need to save any. Your sister is already full. Mom's milk
is coming in quickly."
"Great!" Hong Chengtao exclaimed happily, vigorously kneading his mother's breasts several times, causing Lu Ting
to groan involuntarily.
Seeing her adopted son looking at her with surprise, Lu Ting blushed, her heart pounding. She heard him
ask apologetically, "Mom, did I hurt you just now?"
Lu Ting subconsciously shook her head, calming herself before slowly saying, "It didn't hurt, it felt very good. You made
Mom feel very good, I only cried out because it felt so good."
Hong Chengtao relaxed, grasping his mother's breasts with both hands. His hands were small, and Lu Ting's breasts were too
large, so he could only hold a small portion of the nipple, gently kneading it as he said, "Mom, if you like, I
'll..." "I'll massage you every day from now on."
Lü Ting wanted to say no, but she nodded as if possessed. Seeing her adopted son's joyful expression, she quickly
said, "You must remember, you can't tell anyone else about this, not even your father, understand?"
Hong Chengtao nodded blankly and said, "I won't tell anyone."
Lü Ting slowly relaxed. Although she felt she might be being too indulgent and doting,
she couldn't bring herself to say no to Hong Chengtao's innocent smile. She just thought that when he grew up,
these things would naturally fade away.
With this thought in mind, Lü Ting found it increasingly difficult to resist. Instead, she enjoyed the temporary
intimacy and said to Hong Chengtao, "Xiaotao, let Mom feed you again this afternoon. I want to raise you to be strong and healthy
."
Hong Chengtao looked at his small hands resting on his adoptive mother's chest, nodded thoughtfully, and said
, "Yes, I want to grow stronger than Gao Dapang."
Gao Dapang was a child from a family in the courtyard, about the same age as Hong Chengtao, but twice his size.
Hong Chengtao was rather thin and short for his age. To supplement her adopted son's nutrition
, Lü Ting added another self-deceiving excuse to her breastfeeding.
This time, Hong Chengtao took the initiative to lean in and suckle at his mother's milk-filled nipple.
Seeing this, Lü Ting kneaded her own breasts and gently pressed his head against her chest. As the milk
flowed freely, waves of pleasure surged from her nipples, and she made no attempt to hide her joy, moaning softly.
The mother and son spent the entire morning together in bed, their hearts pure
, yet their actions were far from innocent.
Hong Chengtao repeatedly played with his mother's breasts, seemingly never tiring of it. He would knead them,
squeezing them together, pressing the nipples into the soft flesh, or gently pulling them outwards. He
would also occasionally suckle the small amount of milk that had finally gathered, draining it completely.
Later, considering her daughter wouldn't have any milk later, Lü Ting stopped him from constantly sucking. Aside from
that, she had no other inhibitions, watching TV while her adopted son freely played with her breasts.
At noon, her husband, Liu Daojin, returned home from work and saw his adopted son helping his wife cook. He felt a sense of relief and comfort
; having such a clever and capable adopted son had indeed saved him a lot of trouble. He was completely unaware that while he was
away that morning, his virtuous and beautiful wife had spent the entire morning with her breasts exposed for her adopted son to play with.
In the afternoon, no sooner had Liu Daojin left home than Hong Chengtao climbed into his mother's bed. Lü Ting, however,
was not as outgoing as she had been in the morning. Clutching her chest tightly, she laughed, "Not now. You have to finish your homework today
, or you won't get any milk."
Hong Chengtao, unable to hide his disappointment, obediently nodded and began to do his homework in a sullen voice.
Seeing that her adopted son was in low spirits, Lü Ting thought for a moment, then sat down next to him, tilting her head to ask, "What's
wrong? Are you angry?"
Hong Chengtao shook his head, his face flushed, and said, "No, I just miss you a little."
Lü Ting looked at her adopted son's handwriting, which was somewhat messy, and sighed, saying, "Actually, Mom also wants to
breastfeed you, but we need to know how to be moderate, understand? You're still a child, and you need to study hard. I don't want
this to cause you to neglect your studies. Mom will be relying on you to support me when I get old
. If you don't study hard, how will you support me then?"
Hong Chengtao nodded repeatedly, feeling a sense of urgency, and said with a face full of shame, "I'm sorry, Mom, I
will definitely study hard." As he spoke, he picked up an eraser and erased everything he had just written, rewriting it neatly and
carefully.
Seeing this, Lü Ting felt relieved and smiled, "Don't rush, take your time. Mom won't run away. I'll just watch
you do your homework. If you really can't resist, I can let you touch me."
Hong Chengtao shook his head firmly and said, "Mom, no need. I can control myself. Mom, I will definitely be
successful and earn lots and lots of money so that Mom can live a happy life."
Lü Ting nodded excitedly and affectionately stroked his head.
More than two hours later, Hong Chengtao brought his neatly written summer homework to Lü Ting. Lü Ting
flipped through it and nodded with satisfaction. When she looked up and saw the longing in her adopted son's eyes, she couldn't help but feel excited and
happy. She slowly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her snow-white breasts covered by a white cotton bra. She proudly puffed out her chest
and said in a sweet voice, "Come on, this is your reward for studying hard."

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/199099.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=199099&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : [About My Getting Involved in Bad Things] (17-18) Author: You're

Next Page : [The foster mother's reward] (2)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

[The foster mother's reward] (1)

comment Open a new window to view comments