My flirtatious mother

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My mother was walking down the street wearing extremely tight white trousers.

The trousers were really tight; the elastic fabric clung to her body, tightly wrapping her lower body, clearly showing the full contours of her genitals and the outline of her underwear. Her round, plump buttocks, swollen mons pubis, and the beautiful indentation between her thighs were all deeply constricted by the trousers.

The trousers were also quite thin, and when the elastic fabric stretched, what was underneath became even more apparent. So, you could see my mother's pale yellow underwear, and if you looked even closer, you could vaguely see a sliver of black beneath the not-so-thick underwear.

My mother was a beauty, without a doubt. Describing her as a stunningly beautiful woman would not be an exaggeration.

Every gesture she made exuded a gentle yet elegant air. Although she was middle-aged, her face and skin showed no signs of aging; her full and tall figure only added a mature charm and endless allure to her than that of an average woman.

I've always believed that, whether it's making love or sleeping together, Mom is the best bedding.

I believe many men share this sentiment. You can tell from the way they look at Mom—whether they try to conceal it or don't, their eyes are always filled with intense desire. While she sometimes appears dignified, she often seems even more alluring, a charm that can be felt when she occasionally shifts her gaze or twists her body. It's a vixen-like seductiveness and a woman's coquettish allure, constantly radiating springtime passion.

Mom is the kind of woman who makes men want to pin her down and fuck her hard the moment they see her.

Mom's high heels clicked gracefully on the floor. Her face seemed a little red. She felt a strange burning sensation in her heart and lower body. The street was crowded, with many men. As they walked among these normally developed males, their gazes involuntarily focused on Mom's lower body, their hot, undisguised stares seeming to pierce through her.

As with many previous experiences, at this moment, a strange, burning, subtle pleasure would surge within Mom.

Her uniform made her breasts bulge out. The men's gazes greedily devoured her body.

"What do you want!"

Mom was stopped by several teenagers just as she stepped off the overpass and turned the corner of a shop.

"What do you think, Auntie…"

A fairly handsome boy with dyed blond hair and pierced ears, looking like a delinquent, spoke in a frivolous voice, but it didn't frighten Mom.

They were still in the center of the market, surrounded by many people.

"Get out of the way."

The teenagers circled Mom, blocking her path. Mom tried to break free, but bumped into one of the boys' arms. Her

high, rounded breasts pressed tightly against his arm.

A wonderful sensation washed over her, and a lewd smile appeared on the boy's face as he let out an exaggerated, teasing cry.

"What do you want? Get out of the way!"

Mom panicked. Some people had already noticed them. The mother straightened up, composed herself, and tried to shoo them away so she could leave quickly. But the boys showed no sign of moving aside.

"Huh? What do we want?"

"..."

"It's simple."

The boys chuckled. But their laughter and tone were lewd.

"Auntie dressed so provocatively? Isn't it just so you can find someone to fuck you?" "Well...we also want to taste Auntie's body..." A hand had already slipped through the space in front of the mother, touching her genitals through her tight pants.

The sudden movement made the mother tremble involuntarily, instinctively trying to move away. But the boys had already pressed against her, crowding her and making it impossible for her to escape.

"You..."

The boy's fingertips pressed against the mother's vulva, and the mother twisted her body, but couldn't escape. The boys continued to chuckle, their fingers, through the pants, playfully scraping up and down the mother's genitals.

"Get out of the way, let me go, or I'll call the police!"

Mom panicked. She bent down slightly, raising her buttocks a little to avoid the boy's movements—unaware that this caused her to bend over, sticking out her buttocks, instantly revealing their full, plump shape. A series

of slapping sounds rang out.

Several hands slapped Mom's buttocks without hesitation, kneading and pressing them incessantly, accompanied by

tsk-tsk sounds of admiration.

Mom pulled out her phone.

Before she could dial, a strong force sent the phone flying.

Then, a still-inexperienced but powerful hand sealed Mom's mouth shut.

Less than five meters away was a small alley, and Mom, only able to make muffled "uh-uh" sounds, was dragged into it.

It was a dead-end alley.

The alley wasn't deep, only about five meters, and the situation inside was clearly visible from the entrance.

"Let me out, or I'll call the police, and you'll all be arrested!" Mom slumped back on the ground, the boys surrounding her, blocking her way out of the alley. Several old bicycles were parked in the alley. A damp, musty smell wafted from it. Mom's clothes were disheveled, and her expression finally showed panic. She unconsciously frowned, trying to suppress her discomfort.

"Go ahead and call the police, it's okay. If you can have sex with a woman like me, it's fine even if you get arrested." "Besides, we're all minors. You'll probably be the one in trouble." "Like, deliberately wearing provocative clothes to lure immature minors into committing crimes..." "Ah! Auntie, don't scream too loudly. We'll strip you naked right away. We don't care if others see us like this. But if someone sees you like this, it might be very troublesome..." Mom, who was about to shout, suddenly stopped.

"You..."

The boys grinned at Mom. Mom looked back at them with some fear.

The boys pressed themselves against my mother, bending down to grope her body, kneading her through her clothes.

My mother shifted her body, backing away, until she bumped into the wall.

"You, you can't do this," my

mother cried, seeing the familiar lustful look in the boys' eyes.

"Please, don't do this, please let me go."

"No."

"Don't do this. How about... how about I use my hands to relieve you, please let me go?" My mother shrank back, trying her best to resist, raising her beautiful face to look at the boys. Their eyes, like those of a male animal in heat, made my mother realize that things wouldn't end so easily.

Panic, fear, and other emotions... my mother trembled as she compromised and pleaded, trying to choose how she would be humiliated.

"With your hands?...No, with your mouth."

"This..."

"Is that not okay?"

"If not, then use Auntie's body. I want to see how Auntie's mature and alluring body differs from those little girls at school." "No...okay, okay. I'll use...use my mouth..."

Mom gritted her teeth and said the word in an almost inaudible tone, as if she was holding back something.

"Alright, come on, Auntie will give us oral sex."

"Let us experience some of Auntie's mature and skilled techniques."

The boys stood around my mother. They pulled down their belts and took out their penises.

Six immature, still youthful and inexperienced penises were exposed in front of my mother's face.

The penises were erect, swollen, and engorged with blood, standing tall among the slightly grown but not yet very thick pubic hair. Although they were still in puberty, the glans already showed a menacing appearance.

My mother knelt on the ground with her knees bent, reached out her trembling hand, grabbed one of the penises, and brought her lips to it. Her

rosy lips pressed against the glans.

The sensation made the boy whose lower body was being touched by my mother's lips tremble slightly.

Although my mother was trembling, with a hesitation that seemed both unwilling and forced, she finally gently opened her lips. The lubricated glans slowly slid between the mother's pearly white teeth, the teeth scraping against the foreskin, pushing towards the boy's crotch... When the mother's moist lips pressed against the boy's pubic hair, against his scrotum and pubic bone, the entire penis was completely submerged in her mouth.

Holding the penis of a strange boy, a strange sense of shame and humiliation welled up in the mother's heart.

A stranger, and an underage boy at that.

Why had it come to this? These questions would haunt her afterward. For a fleeting moment, she thought of these things, but only for a moment; she stopped thinking.

What was happening, and the uncertainty of what would follow, prevented her from thinking any further.

Panic, humiliation, worry... a multitude of feelings and complex speculations seemed to have robbed her of her ability to cope normally. She didn't know how to handle this situation.

The glans pressed against the back of her throat; the feeling of suffocation and her dazed state made her freeze for two seconds.

Seeing his penis fully inserted into the mouth of the beautiful woman before him, the lewd and erotic scene left the boy and the surrounding boys momentarily stunned, as if in disbelief. Then, a wonderful pleasure surged through his penis, enveloped in the warm embrace, and the boy couldn't help but thrust his hips forward, seemingly letting out a soft moan of pleasure.

The boy's actions startled my mother awake. The boys

' gazes, like those of lustful and hungry beasts, were fixed on the point where my mother's lips met the boy's penis; some even made sounds of swallowing.

Never mind… I won't think about it for now…

The penis inside her mouth, the glans pressing against her throat, and the sensation of the boy's pubic hair against her lips made my mother realize what had happened, what was happening, and what was about to happen.

Humiliation and shock flickered in her eyes, but in an instant, as if she were enduring something, giving up something, or making a decision, her expression slowly regained its composure.

She began to suck.

"Auntie...and me too."

"And me too."

Stimulated by the sight before them, the other five penises were thrust in front of their mother, erect and pointing directly at her beautiful face.

The boys grabbed their mother's neatly manicured, fair, and elegant hands, pressing them against their penises, letting them hold them, and slowly stroking them with their hands.

The penises were pulled out and inserted into their mother's mouth.

The penises, covered in their mother's saliva, were wet. The saliva also moistened their mother's red lips, flowing out from her lips with each movement, dripping down and splashing onto their mother's clothes.

Their mother's soft lips enveloped the penises.

The six penises took turns entering and exiting their mother's mouth. The mother, who appeared calm and composed, didn't say anything more, using her hands and mouth to do her best to masturbate and perform oral sex on the six penises around her, putting her face between their legs and sucking their scrotums.

The boys moaned excitedly.

Watching such a beautiful woman serve him so diligently, her seemingly noble and elegant face now shamelessly licking his penis and genitals, her mature body so close to him, the beads of sweat on her face and neck making her even more alluring and passionate. Was

this what a mature woman was like?

The boys held my mother's head down, thrusting their penises into her mouth. They kneaded her body through her clothes—her breasts, back, buttocks, and so on. Some even slipped their hands inside her uniform collar, kneading her breasts. My mother

didn't resist.

She seemed calm. But inside, she wasn't so calm, though she could also say she was. Insult? Rape? She didn't feel like she was in this situation. She felt like she wasn't a woman, but a tool for sexual release, a toy that a few mischievous boys, filled with lust, curiosity, and an urgent desire to experience mature, adult-oriented sex, had accidentally found.

It was like knowing she was being fantasized about, being voyeurized, knowing someone was imagining themselves having sex with her, using her body to make love to them. Like a rag doll used for someone's venting, she had only occasionally served as such a tool, as if even knowing it didn't affect her, as if it had nothing to do with her.

But she was indeed giving oral sex and masturbating to the boys, her body was indeed being played with, by strangers, complete strangers. She was like a slut, a cat in heat, trying her best to please the passersby she encountered on the street, using her body to release their lust, letting them use and enjoy her.

Two strange sensations, like strange flames, burned through her mother's body.

"Ah! Ahh!"

Her mother's fingers quickened their pace, her tongue vigorously stirring the penis stuffed in her mouth, sucking and licking it forcefully.

The boys cried out in ecstasy. The mature woman's skillful and rich techniques were displayed in their most perfect form.

An intense pleasure surged through them, their lower bodies trembling. Warm, viscous semen shot onto their mother's face, hands, and mouth. Her face was covered in thick semen, glisteningly shiny as it slid down her skin. Thin, sticky strands stretched between her fingers, and in her slightly parted mouth, milky-white semen mixed with saliva was being swallowed and expelled…

[The End]

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