Your mother is my mother.

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I clearly remember it was late July, the weather was unusually hot. I arrived at Zhang Jianwei's house, and strangely, only his mother was home. I asked around and learned that Zhang Jianwei had gone to the beach with his classmates. As usual, I wanted to leave when Zhang Jianwei wasn't home.
"Xiao Tao, you're practically my son now, calling me 'Mom' so affectionately every day. Why are you leaving just because Jianwei isn't home? Come, sit for a while, let's chat," she said.
"No, Mom, I have things to do." Although I said that, I still wanted to stay.
"This child, calling you 'Mom' so affectionately, yet so reserved. I'll sit for a while if you ask."
Seeing her say that, I happily sat on the sofa. To be honest, this was the first time I'd been alone with her, and I was very nervous, but I tried my best to act natural. We talked about Zhang Jianwei; she said I was a good student and asked me to help Jianwei. Gradually, I relaxed, and we got along very well. Before long, it was time to eat, and she suggested we eat at home. Perfect timing! I wanted to spend more time with her, so I agreed.
While she was cooking, she told me to wait inside, but I went to help in the kitchen so I could get a better look at her plump bottom. She praised me for being diligent and observant while cooking, and said a lot about Jianwei's laziness. I felt secretly pleased. Several times, our bodies bumped into each other, and my heart was pounding in my chest, but she acted like nothing was wrong. I grew bolder and pretended to accidentally touch her bottom. She clearly felt it and turned to look at me. I was terrified and quickly pretended to get something, which calmed things down.
That day, she cooked two dishes and two cold dishes, then asked if I wanted to drink. Later I learned that she was feeling down and drank red wine every day, which she used to improve her complexion and numb herself. I said I could only drink beer, so she gave me some money and went out to buy two bottles of chilled beer. So, the two of us drank and chatted in the restaurant. I quickly finished my two bottles of beer, and she said the red wine wasn't too strong, so she suggested I drink some. So, we drank some red wine together.
Before long, we'd downed two bottles, and her face flushed. Her rosy cheeks made her even more alluring. I was a little tipsy myself, and looking at her shy expression, I felt a surge of desire, wanting to hold her in my arms and reach into her pajama bottom to touch her tempting bottom. So, I pretended to urge her not to drink too much, holding her small hand. She didn't seem to care, saying,
"Son, let Mom have another drink." She took out another bottle, smiling, "Child, I know you're worried about Mom, afraid she'll drink too much. Let go of my hand, let's finish this one together."
"Mom, I love you," I said, still holding her hand, I don't know where the strength came from.
"I love you too, son," she said with a smile, completely oblivious to my meaning.
"Su'e, I love you," I said earnestly, saying her name, word by word.
She was visibly startled, looking at me with a flustered expression, unable to believe that I had just said those words: "What did you say?"
"I like you!" I didn't dare call her by her name directly again, but I also didn't address her as "Mom." I said it very bluntly, and even a fool could understand it.
"What's going on?" she asked, somewhat bewildered.
"I like you, I like you from the bottom of my heart," I said, emphasizing my words.
She stared at me for a while, then burst out laughing, saying, "You silly child, you're really good at joking."
"I'm not joking, I really like you," I said seriously, without laughing.
This time she understood completely, quickly shaking off my hand, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm not talking nonsense, Mom, I've liked you since the first time I saw you."
She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, saying, "Silly child, you've had too much to drink, don't talk nonsense, Mom won't blame you."
"But Mom, I'm not drunk, what I said is true," I said very seriously.
She seemed to have sobered up; her eyes were no longer blurry, and she stared straight at me. Her pretty face, whether from the alcohol or shyness, was flushed even more adorably.
"Mom, when I was in junior high, that was the first time I came to your house, and I was immediately attracted to your beauty.
But I was still rational; I knew you had a family, and I couldn't do anything immoral. I could only bury my love deep in my heart. Mom, do you know? Jianwei scolded me so much, yet I still stayed by his side. Why? Because if I don't see you for a day, my heart feels empty. So I come to your house almost every day. My purpose is simple: to see you, to hear your voice."
"Child, stop talking. You're still young and don't understand. Remember, I'm your elder. If you continue, I'll get angry."
“No, Mom, I still have to say it. Please listen to me, okay?” I said firmly. “I’m not saying this because I’ve had too much to drink. It’s because I know Uncle Zhang is a bureau chief in another city, and he already has a mistress who’s twenty years younger than him. I don’t think it’s worth it for you to be all alone for him, because he’s a heartless man. Mom, you should have your own happiness, and I can give you that happiness.”
As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and a tear rolled down her cheek, but she immediately pretended to drink and wiped it away with the back of her hand. But the tear, uncontrollable, rolled down her other cheek.
“Mom,” I called softly, wiping away her tears. “Mom, I know you’re very sad. It’s good to cry.”
She smiled through her tears and said, “Don’t say anymore. I’m not feeling well. You should go home.”
I was disappointed by her attitude. I stood up and said, “Mom, are you rejecting me? I know I’m not good enough for you. How can a poor student like me compare to that bureau chief?” After saying this, I silently walked to the door and put on my shoes. Then I waited, waiting for her to call my name and tell me to come back, but she didn't. I put on my shoes and looked back. She was standing with her back to the table, sobbing, her plump buttocks trembling.
I knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down my face, and said, "Mom, I've been holding these words in for so long, it's been so hard, so unbearable. I felt like I was going to die if I didn't say it, so I said it, and now I feel much better. If I've offended you in any way, or made you angry, I can only say I'm sorry. Okay, I'll leave now, and I won't make any more unreasonable demands on you, and I won't come back."
"Xiao Tao, get up quickly." She came over, tears streaming down her face, and held my shoulders. "Please don't be like this. I'm your elder."
I took the opportunity to hug her long legs. "Mom, it's okay if you refuse me, as long as I can say to your face in this life—I love you, I truly love you, that's enough. I don't want to say anything else." I remained kneeling and said, "Mom, please ask me for one thing, okay?"
"Xiao Tao, as long as it's not an unreasonable request, Mom will grant it." She looked down at me and said.
"Mom, if I die, please come and visit my grave, okay?" I looked at her pitifully and said.
“Xiao Tao, how can you say such nonsense? Get up, don’t be like this.” She pulled me up forcefully and wiped away my tears. “Xiao Tao, I’m a full twenty years older than you.”
“Mom, he found a woman twenty years younger than him, why can’t you accept me, who is twenty years younger than you?” I wiped away her tears as well and asked.
My words had an effect; she fell silent, her heart in turmoil, tears streaming down her face.
“Mom, I won’t force you, I just ask for your forgiveness. I’m leaving.” I turned to leave.
“Don’t go, Xiao Tao. Let me think about it some more,” she cried.
I turned around and looked at her. This mature and beautiful face was so close to me for the first time, her fragrant breath on my face. I couldn't help but hug her, hold her tightly, licking away the tear stains on her face with my lips, then swallowing her. She still resisted, but only twisted her body, not so determined anymore, repeatedly saying, "No, no..." But when I kissed those thin lips, she erupted like a volcano, tightly hugging my waist, forcing her fragrant tongue into my mouth. She tried hard to return the kiss, her two feet on tiptoe. I didn't want her to tire herself out, so I bent my head down as much as possible.
My hand slid down, rubbing her long-desired buttocks through her pajama pants. She didn't resist, just pressed her body tightly against mine. My hand slipped inside her pants, flesh against flesh, touching her smooth buttocks. She was startled at first, but quickly calmed down and continued kissing me. Her tongue was swirling, her hands were groping, and my cock, hard as steel, was pressing against her lower abdomen. I couldn't be satisfied with the current situation any longer. I gently lifted her up in a princess carry, still kissing her, and carried her into her bedroom. I gently placed her on the two-seater bed and pressed my body against hers.
We kissed and embraced on the bed. I first touched her breasts, which were the size of steamed buns, and then touched her vagina.
You should know that this was the first time I had ever touched an adult woman's vagina. I felt a wetness, but it was definitely not urine; it was slippery like oil. When I took off my pants, she resisted slightly, but it was quickly overwhelmed by my passionate kisses. She even lifted her buttocks slightly, and my pants and underwear came off easily. Then I took off her nightgown, and a white, naked woman's body was revealed before my eyes. However, when I took my cock to enter her, a problem arose. Because of my excitement, I ejaculated before even touching her vagina.
"Is this your first time?" she asked after a while.
"Yes," I had to admit.
“Don’t rush, take your time.” She patiently instructed me like an experienced teacher.
The two naked bodies kissed and groped on the bed. I dared not let go of her, afraid she would change her mind and run away, so I held her down tightly. Several times, I tried to put her hand on my penis, but she refused. After a while, my penis finally became hard again, but I encountered another problem when I tried to enter; I couldn’t find the entrance.
“Mom, I don’t know how,” I said for help.
She chuckled and said, “Find it yourself, I don’t care.”
I held my penis and pressed it back and forth against her vagina, but still couldn’t find the entrance.
“You little virgin,” she said with a laugh, reaching out to hold my penis and pressing down.
At that moment, I felt a suction-like force drawing my entire penis in. It was warm, moist, and very lubricated, and I began to thrust vigorously. Because I had ejaculated earlier, I didn’t ejaculate this time. I was so embarrassed. I didn't even know women could have orgasms. Seeing her face contort, her body thrashing, and her mouth screaming like she was crying, I mistakenly thought I was hurting her and immediately stopped. It wasn't until she pounded my back hard and yelled at me to hurry up that I realized what was happening and started thrusting vigorously. Afterward, I ejaculated again, all inside her vagina.
"I really didn't expect you to be a virgin." She seemed quite satisfied afterward. "Xiao Tao, don't tell anyone about this."
"Okay," I agreed, panting heavily.
"Don't even tell your parents. Especially Jianwei, absolutely don't tell him." She warned me worriedly.
This was my first time having sex with her, and the first time in my life. I gave my virginity to the woman I loved most. That year, I was exactly nineteen, a senior in high school; she was thirty-nine. That night, I didn't go home and held her the whole time. I performed well and made love twice more, but I didn't ejaculate the last time. But I was happy because I had the woman I loved. Her initial reserve followed by her eventual assertiveness showed me what a woman can be like when she's passionate. So, our night was blissful and sweet.
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