My Beautiful Mother Teacher C29

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Chapter Twenty-Nine. I stood outside the office, took a deep breath to calm myself, and quickly left after making sure no one had noticed. I went to my mother's office and saw her packing. When she saw me, she smiled and said, "You're all packed? Let's go home together."
After my mother finished packing, she bought groceries on her way home. When we got home, she told me to go ahead and do my own thing while she cooked.
After playing on the computer for a while, I got bored and decided to check on my mother in the kitchen. When I stood at the kitchen door and looked up, my eyes widened suddenly, my mind went blank, and my lower body reacted instantly. My mother was happily wielding a spatula, stirring the vegetables. Her full, white, round, and high buttocks swayed and bounced with her joyful movements.
The mother looked particularly alluring at this moment. She had beautifully drawn eyebrows, a delicate nose, sensual red lips, and a lovely face. Her skin was fair, smooth, and silky. Her figure was slender and well-proportioned, with a slim waist, rounded hips, and high , firm breasts. She possessed all the charm of a young married woman.
She was wearing a black silk gauze bodycon dress, which became almost transparent in the sunlight. Her pair of tempting, perky breasts were high and firm, and under the cover of a white, sheer inner garment, only two black, nearly transparent bras could be vaguely seen tightly encasing her full breasts, with her areolas protruding slightly against the fabric.
The black half-cup bra couldn't quite conceal her ample breasts; pale pink areolas peeked from the edges of the lace-embroidered bra cups, revealing a deep cleavage. With a slight twist of her waist, her fair breasts were partially exposed. Black stockings tightly hugged her round, pert buttocks and long, slender legs. The neckline of her semi-transparent pink silk gauze bodycon skirt was quite low, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, delicate skin and a deep, alluring cleavage, highlighting her stunningly beautiful face—willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a delicate nose, and peach-blossom cheeks. Her slightly full, red lips added to her sensuality.
Her full, high breasts strained against the skirt, the deep cleavage arousing desire. Her slender waist and plump, shapely buttocks made me thirsty. I couldn't help but think of how I had just finished with Teacher Lin Lin, and seeing my mother like this, my penis hardened once more.
My mother, focused on cooking, had her back to me. Her well-tailored clothes tightly hugged her shapely, voluptuous figure, and a faint triangular cleavage was visible beneath her thin black skirt.
As if the food was finished, she put down the spatula, humming a sweet little tune, and bent down to turn off the stove. Her snow-white, full, and rounded buttocks were prominently displayed, revealing without any attempt to conceal the smooth, white flesh beneath her black skirt, tightly encased in sexy lace panties.
In that instant, I suddenly felt a rush of heat to my head, my heart skipped a beat, and a blur of white, tender, and smooth flesh spread before my eyes.
The scene was stimulating, sensual, hot, fiery, provocative, and filled with desire—an endless allure. Her white, delicate, smooth, snow-white buttocks swayed gently, seemingly begging, pleading, and yearning for my force, my strength, my roughness. The messy, sexy stockings on her round, long, plump, and luscious legs further fueled my rising desire and stimulated the primal instincts boiling within me. With
a sudden "whoosh," I lunged forward, panting heavily, and reached out to tightly embrace my mother from behind.
My heavy, hot breath, accompanied by the strong, distinctive scent of a man's body, reached my mother's delicate, pert nose—the scent of desire—making her breathing even heavier.
My mother felt both shy and embarrassed. Her beautiful, radiant face flushed crimson, her cheeks glowing with an incomparable allure. She knew that with her sexy attire, her son, so full of energy, couldn't resist.
My breathing quickened, my body throbbed with masculine energy, and I felt my penis about to burst. I couldn't care less; my hands hastily unbuttoned her clothes and slipped inside her garments. Through her sexy lace bra, I vigorously kneaded her two round, plump, soft, pink breasts, enjoying her coquettish moans and overflowing desire.
I could no longer resist such a blood-pumping temptation. With a swift movement, I lifted her black skirt and reached for her sexy lace panties.
"Ah! No, don't!"
My mother struggled gently, trying to stop me, but her long, slender, snow-white legs were weak and powerless; she couldn't even move an inch.
In the enclosed space of the kitchen, my shy mother, like me, felt the excitement brought on by the stimulation.
My lips pressed tightly against her soft, moist cherry-like mouth. At first, my mother hesitated, half-heartedly resisting, but my nimble tongue parted her teeth, slipping into her fragrant mouth, swirling and churning, sucking and swallowing. Soon, she was overwhelmed with passion, her hands tightly embracing my powerful body, kissing me intensely.
In the prime of her youth, a mature woman in her thirties or forties, once aroused, is like a dormant volcano awakening, restless and ready to erupt at any moment. My mother passionately and wildly sucked on my nimble tongue, our lips and tongues intertwined, saliva flowing freely.
My right hand, through her black dress, caressed, kneaded, and squeezed my mother's high, firm breasts. The thin, sexy lace bra could not conceal her round, full, and firm breasts, full and elastic.
My mother's pretty face was flushed, her eyes were languid, and she was panting heavily, moaning repeatedly. She could clearly feel my hot, sensual hand slowly moving downwards, lifting her black skirt, and slipping between her round, slender legs, caressing the inside of her snow-white, soft thighs. Then, through the thin, flesh-colored stockings, I directly kneaded and caressed her private parts, the gushing, moist crevice.
"Ah! No, I
..." Mom grabbed my hand again, stopping me from going any further, and pleaded in a soft voice, "Xiaoyu, let's eat first!"
I smiled wickedly, a teasing glint in my eyes, and hugged Mom's soft, mature body tightly in my arms. I lowered my head and whispered in her delicate ear, "Hehe, Mom, right now I don't want to eat anything, I just want to eat you."
Mom was taken aback, her beautiful eyes filled with shyness. When she saw my lecherous gaze staring unabashedly at her high, full breasts, she finally understood my true intention. She gave a light kiss, but pretended not to understand, and asked, "How can you eat Mom?"
As Mom spoke, she felt my hot breath on her pink earlobe and white neck, making her even more flustered, shy, and weak.
"That's how you eat it, hehe
." My strong left arm tightly embraced my mother's soft, boneless body, my right hand gently stroking her smooth, silky black hair. My burning lips nibbled at her soft, white earlobe, teasingly saying, "I'm going to eat you, Mom, are you ready?"
Although my mother knew what I meant, hearing me say it so bluntly was another matter entirely. She immediately blushed deeply, her jade-like face and neck turning crimson, and she said coquettishly, "I...you're such a lecherous wolf, only thinking about eating Mom."
My mother's body was held tightly in my arms, her mind intoxicated by my intense masculine scent, her heart in turmoil.
I gently nibbled at my mother's soft, delicate, crystal-clear earlobe, my right hand forcefully stroking her plump, fleshy, and snow-white buttocks.
My mother's delicate body trembled, and she moaned repeatedly. Her earlobes were one of her most sensitive erogenous zones, and now that I was sucking and licking them so unrestrainedly, she immediately felt weak all over and powerless. Her fragrant lips parted slightly, as if she was about to say something in a defiant manner.
"Mmm...
" Before the words could even leave her lips, my skillful nibbling and sucking on her soft earlobe made her weak and limp, her body limp and powerless. She nestled against me, barely able to speak. She
closed her beautiful eyes in blissful contentment, her fragrant lips slightly parted, enjoying the intense pleasure from my assault on her tender earlobe.
When she felt me release her burning red earlobe, she opened her eyes to find my face pressing aggressively towards her.
A passionate kiss, a burning tongue, sweet saliva, and a slippery mouth.
Our lips and tongues met, sucking and biting, locked in a passionate, lingering kiss. The unprecedentedly hot, wet kiss made my mother's resistance seem weak and powerless, more like a seductive advance. Her slender hands gently pressed against my strong chest, trying to push me away slightly, but unconsciously, they slowly reached behind me, embracing my broad back and waist, their hands roaming passionately over me.
Her beautiful body, her shy heart—everything exploded in this intense, lingering kiss.
My mother began to kiss me passionately, fervently sucking on my nimble, wet tongue, her slender hands tightly embracing my powerfully strong back and waist, her beautiful, fiery body caressing his with overwhelming passion.
My mother could clearly feel my hard penis pressing tightly against her smooth, flat abdomen, and her intoxicating lips kissing downwards, gliding over her fair, slender neck, kissing her high, snow-white, full breasts, even biting open the buttons of her shirt with her teeth.
My left hand tightly gripped my mother's slender waist, while my right hand, through her sexy stockings, caressed and kneaded her full, round, long, snow-white legs.
Unable to withstand such deadly teasing, my mother gasped and moaned softly, her lips slightly parted, murmuring, "Please, have mercy on me! Ahhh!" Her
high, full, snow-white, smooth breasts were completely exposed, and I opened my mouth to take them into my warm, moist mouth, sucking and licking them. My mother's body immediately trembled uncontrollably, her breathing becoming heavier, unable to control herself.
I wildly kissed and licked my mother's full, high breasts, sucking and swallowing the delicate, pink nipples at their tips.
Her round, full, snow-white breasts swelled under the stimulation of my lips and tongue, growing a full size larger. The two pink nipples slowly became engorged and erect, turning from tender cherries into purple grapes.
My left hand held my mother's delicate body steady, while my right hand probed downwards, penetrating deep into her exquisite private parts between her legs. Through her sexy stockings, I forcefully kneaded her mysterious and alluring sacred place. My fingers tore through the stockings, caressing the deep, moist crevice beneath her sexy lace panties with even more directness, roughness, and power.
My mother leaned back against the counter, her body limp, her slender hands weakly stroking my hair. She gasped and moaned, her voice trembling, "Ah! No, please! Let's eat first! Otherwise, the food will get cold! Please, have mercy on me! Ahh!"
The desire hidden deep within her mature, voluptuous, and beautiful body had been aroused, spreading and surging. Her sacred spring valley, a secret crevice, was already flowing with moisture, slippery and muddy.
I spat out the swollen, erect, and gleaming bud from my mouth, raised my head, and my eyes widened in fury. I felt my blood boiling, my veins surging, and my body unable to control itself.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Wo gazed at his mother's snow-white breasts, proudly erect. Her full, high breasts stood like two round, firm white jade peaks, forming a deep cleavage at their meeting point.
Two rosy nipples adorned her delicate breasts like tiny love beans, their alluring color arousing. The areolas, swollen and erect from her previous suckling, seemed to have been ignited by Ye Wo's passion, their pink hue transformed into a vibrant, irresistible allure, resembling a pair of dazzling rubies.
Following the striking curves of her breasts, her legs descended, passing over her flat, rounded abdomen and slender waist. Her black skirt was lifted high, revealing a pair of long, shapely legs, seemingly about to part with the slightest movement. Her sexy lace panties couldn't conceal the tuft of dark, oily hair.
The fine, fragrant pubic hair clung tightly to her skin, clearly visible beneath her sexy lace panties, without a single blemish. Smeared with the secretions of her private parts, it appeared exceptionally dark and glossy. Beneath this lush pubic hair lay the most mysterious three inches of her mother's alluring body.
Seeing my burning gaze upon her beautiful body, with no way to hide, her mother could only lower her head and shyly close her beautiful eyes.
"Ah! No
!" Her mother let out a soft cry. I had already leaned in and kissed her between her breasts.
I didn't stop, but continued downwards, kissing her still smooth, flat, snow-white, soft belly, until I reached her lower abdomen, between her long, rounded legs.
"Mom, I never imagined your underwear could be so sexy."
My gaze was almost directly on my mother's alluring figure, so close yet so close. I parted the damp cloth, barely the size of my palm, and kissed her hot lips.
My mouth and tongue worked together, licking and sucking, my tongue like a venomous dragon emerging from the water, a raging torrent, doing everything in my power to provoke her.
My mother made two soft "mmm" sounds, then fell silent. Even when she could speak, her words were incoherent, unclear, and indistinct. I couldn't understand what she was saying.
My mother involuntarily parted her long, snow-white legs, allowing my tongue to penetrate even deeper, to act wantonly, to take whatever I wanted.
A pair of plump, rounded legs and slender, delicate toes tensed and stiffened. My mother's two jade-like hands gripped my shoulders tightly, her head shaking wildly, her hair flying, letting out a hysterical scream as her body convulsed and released a torrent of passion.
Under my seductive oral techniques, my mother reached the peak of desire, waves of pleasure washing over her as she climaxed.
I stood up, my hands roaming freely over my mother's beautiful body after her orgasm, kissing her slightly parted, fragrant lips. My mother immediately offered her sweet, soft tongue, letting me suckle and tease it at will.
Still recovering from the afterglow of her orgasm, my mother kissed me wildly, holding my tongue in her mouth, sucking it hungrily, swallowing the saliva from my mouth and tongue as if drinking sweet nectar.
My heart raced, my blood surged, my heart pounded, and my desire soared as she intensely sucked on my wetness. My lower body hardened, and my fighting spirit skyrocketed.
Just then, Mom clearly felt me unzip my underwear, release my penis, and gently rub it against her wet opening.
"Ah! I... ahh
!" Mom cried out softly. I thrust my hips, my penis penetrating her, plunging deep into the most tender and slippery part of her womb.
Mom let out a satisfied, fulfilling, and pleasurable moan, her body limp and weak, yet her heart reveled in the long-lost fullness and swelling. Although her private parts had been severely injured yesterday, and there was still a slight pain amidst the fullness, it was quickly overwhelmed by the surging pleasure, vanishing like smoke.
I began to move slowly, and waves of blissful, ethereal pleasure washed over my mother like ocean waves, spreading to her limbs and stimulating every cell in her body.
My mother's burning passion and desire were released with abandon; she was completely absorbed in the experience, oblivious to the passage of time.
Stimulated by these waves of pleasurable sensations, my breathing became heavier, and my movements became more vigorous. This increased friction, creating a dizzying, exhilarating wave of pleasure that surged through both of us.
My mother's mind was hazy, confused, and completely lost in the moment. Her mind was blank; she only knew to twist her slender waist and sway her full, white, round, and firm buttocks to meet my movements.
She was alluring and unrestrained, knowing exactly how to please and stimulate a man's sensitive spots—this was the difference between a mature woman and a young girl. Under my tutelage, the encyclopedia of bedroom arts, her skills improved by leaps and bounds.
My mother's fair, delicate cheeks were flushed a vibrant red, radiating spring-like allure. Her beautiful eyes, half-open and half-closed, exuded a thousand charms and boundless allure, an irresistible temptation, a beauty beyond compare.
Moans escaped her delicate nose, her petal-like lips parted incessantly, her breath sweet as orchids. Under my wild assault, she let out a low, almost sobbing moan: "Ah! You...you're taking advantage of me right away, taking advantage of me
!" Encouraged by her wanton words, my desire surged, my emotions ran high. I thrust in and out forcefully, churning and grinding, indulging in my wanton actions, sending my mother to one climax after another.
Watching my beautiful mother revel beneath me, lost in ecstasy, her body swirling with desire, the sound of her seductive moans and groans only fueled my already raging lust. My blood boiled.
My mother was indeed a stunning beauty who could give a man unparalleled pleasure. Her exquisite figure was breathtaking, her features exquisitely beautiful. Her pretty face, her large, dignified eyes, her delicate, small, rosy lips, her fair, smooth cheeks, and her enigmatic smile—she was truly a rare beauty.
A strange urge surged within me, like a ferocious beast imprisoned for millions of years, roaring menacingly, as if trying to break free from the countless chains binding its limbs. Waves of exhilarating pleasure surged through my mother's body, each higher than the last. Her delicate face, fair as snow, was flushed with a rosy blush, radiating allure and spring-like vitality. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, her red lips parted, her breath quickened, and
she began to moan wantonly. I felt completely relaxed, the pleasure surging like a tide, unstoppable, invincible, exhilarating, and unrestrained. Under my wild rhythm, my mother experienced continuous pleasure, reaching climax after climax.
"Ah ah!
" My mother's slender waist, supple as a willow in the wind, danced and swayed, her plump, white buttocks rising and falling, welcoming my powerful thrusts.
My mother's plump, long, snow-white legs trembled slightly, her delicate, beautiful face flushed and radiant, her eyes revealing a wanton, lustful allure.
"Good, Xiaoyu, you're so amazing! I...I'm going to climax!"
My mother's soft, moist, sexy lips parted slightly, panting and moaning, her wanton cries echoing: "Ah, that's it! Good, I'm almost there!
" Suddenly, my mother let out a loud moan, her soft, white arms and long, slender legs clinging tightly to my waist like an octopus.
Her lower body, hidden in its secret place, contracted rapidly, and streams of hot, white fluid gushed out, splashing everywhere. My mother, experiencing intense pleasure, reached the peak of desire once more, climaxing.
My lower back was also sore and numb, but I didn't release my pent-up desire. After all, I had just had several passionate encounters with Teacher Linlin, and I had given her quite a bit of "goods.
" My mother's pretty eyes slightly opened, her soft, moist, fragrant lips emitting sweet moans, her body trembling frequently, her soul floating, in a daze, as if she had ascended to the highest heavens.
"Good husband, I can't take it anymore, please have mercy!"
My mother was enjoying the intense pleasure from my large penis, and she said coquettishly with seductive eyes, "I was cooking, and you, you little rascal, did this to me! Hurry up and finish cleaning up so we can eat. You have class this afternoon!"
"Mom, I don't want to go to class this afternoon, I want to be with you again," I said, my hands stroking my mother's two large, G-cup breasts.
"No, you're almost killing me already. If you keep going this afternoon, you'll fuck me to death!" Although my mother said this, I could tell she wasn't that forceful.
"Anyway, I'm not going to class this afternoon. It doesn't matter if I go to the elective subjects or not."
"Don't do it again." Mom gave me a seductive look, then turned to start cooking. The dishes I'd messed up were all cooked.
I was a little surprised; I hadn't expected Mom to agree. Looks like I'll be busy this afternoon.
After Mom finished cooking, we ate and rested for a while. Then, I looked at Mom again with a mischievous glint in my
eye and said, "Mom, I'm still not full. What should I do?" Mom gave me a seductive look, then slowly got up, swaying her hips as she walked into the room. I quickly followed her in. After a while, the room was filled with the sounds of a man and woman making love, the slapping of penises against buttocks, and the shaking of the bed. The sex went on until I couldn't ejaculate anymore, and I felt like I'd released all my semen into Mom's uterus. Her uterus was almost overflowing with my semen.
"You bad husband, you're almost killing me!" Mom gasped, after countless orgasms.
"Mom, who's always saying 'fuck me to death,' 'drive me to my death,' 'go deeper,'?" I grinned mischievously at her.
"You naughty boy, you're just embarrassing your mother," Mom blushed, realizing she couldn't find any dignity in front of me.

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