Park walk

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Walking in the park at night, a gentle breeze swept past us, refreshing us. The wind caressed my mother's face, tossing her long, flowing hair in the air, strands brushing against my face. She kept brushing her hair away.

We strolled through the park, chatting and laughing, the atmosphere delightful. But what my mother didn't know was that this wasn't a casual stroll; I was deliberately leading her deeper into the park, into the wooded area—a favorite spot for couples' trysts.

Only there could I truly be intimate with her. I knew the saying "haste makes waste," and besides, I wasn't after tofu; I wanted my beautiful mother.

So we walked deeper and deeper, and I noticed several couples whispering under the trees. Apparently, some were even more impatient than me. From my observation, this wasn't the best spot yet.

But my mother, gazing at me tenderly, remained oblivious to the couples in the darkness. We soon arrived at my planned spot. Luckily, it wasn't already taken by other couples; it seemed like fate was on my side, I thought to myself.

"Yan'er, are you tired? Let's sit on a bench up ahead." Hearing me say that, Mom finally realized she was a bit tired. After all, this place was quite a distance from the park entrance, and she hadn't noticed because she was focused on me. My reminder made her realize it. This made Mom even more impressed by my thoughtfulness, and she smiled and nodded.

So, we sat on a park bench, close together.

"Yan'er, sitting here like this, I still can't believe it's real, it feels like a dream." Hearing my words, Mom rested her head on my shoulder, looked up at me, and looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"Silly boy, when I called you today, I thought you wouldn't agree to come out." "How could that be? Actually, I've been wanting to see you again for a long time." "Really?"

I gently stroked Mom's long hair and whispered.

"Hmm—"

Mom looked at me, answering with a happy expression.

"By the way, what happened between you and Uncle?"

Hearing this, Mom's happy expression froze instantly.

"Why bring him up now?"

There was a hint of resentment in Mom's voice, as if she was blaming me for bringing up such an unpleasant topic at this time.

"Of course, I was worried about you!"

Seeing Mom's slight dissatisfaction, I quickly explained.

"Oh, is that so? It's the same as always, haha."

Mom's words revealed a hint of helplessness.

"What did Uncle do this time that made you unhappy?"

"No, he's been quite concerned about me lately, coming home on time every day. But I always feel like he found out I know his secret and is doing it on purpose for me."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but marvel at women's ability to make connections. He was clearly doing something good for me, but she thought he had ulterior motives. It seems Mom still harbors deep suspicions about Dad. However, Mom's suspicions are actually a good thing for me. It makes it easier for me to get closer to Mom and gives me a better chance to occupy a more important place in Mom's heart than Dad.

"How could that be? Are you overthinking it?"

"I hope so."

Hearing me say that, Mom sighed sadly. She thought I was trying to comfort her and cheer her up. Right now, everything I did made Mom think I was caring for her, while Dad's actions seemed like he was trying to cover something up. I couldn't help but feel a little amused. It seems that women in love really do have zero IQ.

"Don't overthink it, darling. Anyway, no matter what, you still have me." Hearing me say that, I felt Mom's arms tighten around me.

"Yes, thank goodness I have you, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do." "Hehe, don't worry, I'll always be good to you. By the way, have you done anything to betray me?"

Faced with my sudden question, Mom obviously didn't understand what I meant and just looked at me suspiciously.

"Hehe, you're my woman now, so what I would do to betray me is naturally—" I deliberately stopped halfway through my sentence and pointed to my genitals. After I did that, Mom understood what I meant, and her face turned bright red.

"You bad boy—"

"Come and tell me."

I pressed on relentlessly.

"He's been going straight to bed after work lately, he doesn't have time to touch me." At this, Mom's flushed face turned red as she pulled me into her arms.

"Really? You haven't done it lately?"

"Well, he wanted to once, but I said I was too tired and refused." "Really? You're such a good wife, you didn't let your husband cheat on you." "Ugh, who's your wife?"

Mom said, pounding my chest with her small fists.

"Darling, I really want you to be mine alone, I really don't want any other man to touch you." I sighed as I spoke. Mom looked up, seeing my dejected expression, and her brows furrowed.

Seeing me like this, Mom felt a pang of heartache, but also a hint of helplessness.

"I also want to belong only to you, but after all, he's my husband. If he really wanted to do it with me, I wouldn't feel comfortable—"

Mom's voice trailed off, her expression growing increasingly forlorn. Seeing her like this, I quickly spoke up.

"Silly wife, of course I know that. I was just saying it casually, don't take it to heart. Come on, cheer up, smile! We haven't seen each other in a long time, don't be unhappy!" Hearing me say that, Mom was amused and burst out laughing.

"You're such a little devil. Well then, if he asks me to do it, I'll try my best to find a reason to refuse. If it really doesn't work, I'll just have to give in to him. Is that okay?" I couldn't believe my ears; Mom would actually say something like that. Did this mean that my position in Mom's heart was already higher than Dad's? I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. However, I also understood that I had to keep Mom suspicious of Dad to consolidate my current position. If one day Mom found out that Dad was actually fine, who knows what might happen. I repeated this thought to myself several times to constantly remind myself what I had to do.

"Mmm—my wife is still the best to me. Come on—give me a kiss." Hearing my words, Mom closed her eyes and brought her mouth close to mine. Of course, I didn't hold back and immediately pressed my lips to hers. I felt that the instant my lips met hers, my mother extended her fragrant tongue, and our tongues intertwined, the sounds of our tongues clashing echoing in the empty park.

I noticed that my mother's French kissing technique was getting better and better, and she was becoming more and more proactive with me. I excitedly savored my mother's tongue, and my hands began to wander restlessly over my mother's body.

My mother, clearly aware of my little actions during the kiss, offered a token resistance before giving up. Seeing my mother's current state, I knew that she had tacitly approved of my behavior, so my hands began to caress her even more restlessly.

Gradually, Mom's nasal tone became heavier, and her breathing became somewhat rapid. Although we were still French kissing, I could clearly feel Mom starting to let out seductive moans. Her little face also became increasingly flushed.

I knew that Mom was gradually getting into the mood.

So I started trying to slip my hand inside Mom's clothes, and sure enough, the direct touch on her skin made Mom let out a sound. Our kiss became even more frenzied, and Mom started gently biting my lips with her teeth. Seeing that Mom didn't resist me going inside her clothes, I became more audacious and began to roam over Mom's body. Finally, my hand slipped inside Mom's bra.

Her warm, smooth breasts were instantly in my palm, and I think I will never forget that familiar touch. As I kneaded them, Mom's moans gradually grew louder. After touching her for a while, I felt that her breasts were no longer enough for me, and my wicked hand began to explore Mom's lower body.

Mom obviously didn't notice my actions and was still enjoying the pleasure brought by the stimulation. Finally, I slipped my hand inside my mother's panties and touched the opening of her genitals. I noticed that her genitals were already overflowing with moisture, instantly wetting my fingers.

Just as I was about to insert my fingers into her vagina, I suddenly felt my hand being grabbed. Looking closely, I saw it was my mother, gently holding my arm to prevent me from going any further. It turned out that my touch on her vagina had brought a moment of clarity to her mind, which had been immersed in lust. Instinctively, she felt she couldn't let me go any further.

I looked at my mother in confusion. At that moment, her eyes were watery as she looked at me, clearly aroused. Her breathing was still uneven, and her parted lips were connected by a glistening droplet of moisture.

Just then, my mother spoke.

"No, Xiaofeng."

"Why?"

I asked my mother in confusion.

"Outside, I'm afraid—"

My mother's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. It turned out that my mother was still afraid of doing this kind of thing in public.

Long-standing moral constraints made it difficult for my mother to take this step. I knew I couldn't push her too hard now, or it would be terrible if she felt something was wrong, so I quickly responded,

"I'm sorry, Yan'er, I got too carried away, I'm so sorry." Hearing my apology, my mother didn't know how to handle it and hurriedly explained,

"No, I'm not blaming Xiaofeng, I almost couldn't control myself just now. I know your desires, Xiaofeng, it's just that I really can't do it outside—"

At the end, my mother's voice seemed to choke up, as if she felt sorry for not being able to give herself to me. It was also as if she hated herself for not being able to let me have my way. My mother's series of actions today left me completely bewildered. However, it showed how much she valued me, how deep her feelings for me were, and how much she depended on me.

Knowing this, my previous displeasure vanished. After all, this news was completely unexpected for me, and could be considered a special gain for tonight.

"It's okay, honey, I believe you can do it in the future. We'll take it slow." I hugged my mother tightly, who was beside me, blaming herself. My hug warmed her deeply, and she was deeply moved by my understanding, feeling that I truly cared for her.

"Mmm, thank you,"

my mother replied without hesitation, without considering the meaning behind my words. Hearing those few words from my mother stirred up a storm within me. Didn't she mean that she could gradually accept having sex outside the home? How adorably naive! I smiled inwardly. It seemed my mother was following my plan step by step, although the process might be a little different, the result was obvious. After hugging for a while, we gradually separated. Looking at my mother, I pointed to my genitals and whispered,

"Honey, but I feel really uncomfortable down there, what should I do?" I looked at my mother innocently, and she noticed my bulging crotch. Turning around and seeing that no one was around, she blushed and said to me.

"How about I suck it out for you?"

My implication was that I wanted my mom to give me oral sex. Although I didn't know if she would agree, I figured given her current state, the chances were high. So when I heard her offer to perform oral sex on me, I couldn't help but sneer. Sure enough, she'd taken the bait.

The mouth that had only served my dad once was now being served with such care and attention. The difference between the two filled me with a sense of satisfaction and superiority.

While I was still enjoying myself, my mom used her slender hands to unzip my pants, revealing my monstrous penis. She carefully held it, feeling the warmth emanating from it. The way she held it made my penis throb with excitement.

Looking at the enormous thing before her, my mom smiled shyly, opened her mouth, and slowly took my penis in. The moist mouth, the soft tongue, the warmth—it made me moan with pleasure.

Seeing my pleasure, Mom began to suckle attentively.

Her oral sex technique was still a bit clumsy; her teeth would occasionally scrape my penis, making me wince in pain, but I naturally didn't tell her. Looking at her focused expression, I couldn't help but feel a little touched.

However, Mom quickly noticed my discomfort and realized her teeth were hurting me. She gave me an apologetic look, and I assured her it was alright, which put her at ease. But she became even more careful, afraid her teeth might hurt me again.

Mom continuously stimulated my penis with her tongue, and my pleasure grew stronger and stronger. After ten minutes of oral sex, I noticed Mom's movements slowed down. I guessed it was because she was a little tired from holding it for so long, so I softly asked if she wanted to rest. Mom waved her hand, indicating it was fine. My

penis continued to move in and out of Mom's mouth, and saliva dripped down her chin. I noticed that Mom's collar was already wet with her saliva, but she didn't seem to care.

And so, the oral sex continued for nearly 20 minutes before I finally released the semen I had been storing for over a week, streams of semen shooting out continuously. I noticed gurgling sounds coming from my mother's throat; she had swallowed all of my semen, but because there was so much, she clearly couldn't swallow it all, and the excess semen dripped from the corners of her mouth.

[The End]

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