Designs that expose my sexy mother 1-3

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Life is unpredictable, but many things happen because of the right timing, location, and people. A wife whose husband is incompetent has a better chance of succeeding, a naive young girl is more easily hooked, and a mature woman living alone is more likely to feel lonely. My beautiful mother, my father who is always away on business, my lustful but timid neighbor, my classmate with ulterior motives, my relatives who feign ignorance, and my own cowardly and complacent
nature—all these elements combine to create a story of lust. My name is Chen Xiao, a high school sophomore, seventeen years old, with average looks, average height, and average grades—very ordinary. My mother's name is Huang Mengqi, and she's somewhat famous because she's appeared on various provincial television programs for the past twenty years. A former host and now a yoga teacher, she's beautiful. Approaching forty, her skin is smooth and fair, her smiling eyes have remained captivating for years, and her cat-like mouth always has a cute curve. The influence of her profession and the passage of time have imbued her mature womanly charm with a seductive allure. She possessed a D-cup bust, a meter-long, straight leg, and an explosively curvaceous bottom. When she did yoga in tight pants, she was the most alluring creature in the world.
My mother had a flaw, which I considered her strength: she disliked organizing clothes. So, I took on the task of organizing her clothes, categorizing and arranging them for her. Every time she changed, I would tell her where her coat, skirt, and stockings were. Because of this, my mother wasn't shy about what she did with me. She often talked to me wearing a bra and panties, and would call me in to zip up her dresses, asking if her underwear would show through. I liked her like that. At the time, I didn't know that soon, this carefree habit would bring me nightmares.
Because she liked to leave clothes lying around, the demon within me was discovered. Two years ago,
during the summer
vacation after the middle school entrance exam, my mother went to a beauty salon for yoga classes, and my father was away on a business trip, leaving me home alone. Around 8 PM, I was sound asleep when a knock on the door startled me awake. Opening it, I saw a thin, bespectacled middle-aged man smiling at me—Uncle Li from next door. I suddenly remembered that I had promised Uncle Li the day before to go to his house and help him export and edit videos from his family outing. I quickly got dressed and went to his house with Uncle Li, but because video editing requires a high-end computer, and Uncle Li's computer was clearly insufficient, I was stuck and unable to manage. I could only invite Uncle Li to my home to edit the videos
on my computer. Because of the middle school entrance exam, my parents had moved the computer into their bedroom to prevent me from using it. The moment I led Uncle Li into the house, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't tidied my mother's room yet. Uncle Li had already followed me in. I could only silently pray that her room wasn't too messy. She usually tidied up, but with me home, there was no way she would bother to tidy her clothes. I opened the bedroom door, and thankfully, she hadn't left any clothes lying around.
"Is this your parents' bedroom? It's quite well-lit," Uncle Li said, looking me around as he followed me in. I walked to the computer desk by the bed, pointing to the bed as I answered while turning on the computer. "Yes, Uncle, there's no chair right now, you can sit here on the bed." The computer desk was against the side where my mother slept. The bed was covered with a blanket, and as I lifted the blanket to make room for Uncle Li, I saw a green bra cup peeking out from under the light yellow blanket. I knew it was my mother's bra.
Uncle Li, behind me, saw it too. I didn't know his reaction, but in that instant, the thought of Uncle Li seeing my mother's bra made my penis suddenly hard. I remembered the lecherous looks Uncle Li gave my mother in the hallway, I thought of his wife, and now he was sitting on the edge of his goddess's bed, looking at her bra—and this was brought in by her own son! My blood rushed to my penis, my mind filled with lust. I turned around and started using the computer without making a sound. Uncle Li looked embarrassed for a moment, then pretended nothing was wrong and sat down next to Mom's bra. We chatted casually, my eyes constantly glancing at the bra, my penis hard in my pants.
Midway through, I had Uncle Li sit in the computer chair so he could select the clip he needed. I went to the bathroom, and when I quietly returned, Uncle Li was sitting at the computer, his eyes constantly darting to Mom's bra. Seeing his slightly bulging penis, my erection suddenly became even harder. Driven by lust, I went inside and casually sat on the bed, seemingly unintentionally pulling back the covers a bit more. Mom's entire light green lace bra was exposed right before Uncle Li and me. More importantly, next to the bra was a pair of small, sexy, semi-transparent black lace panties. I could imagine Mom hurriedly taking off her panties and putting on new ones that morning, and I could picture her wearing them, covering a small portion of her pert, white buttocks, with a few strands of pubic hair showing through.
I glanced at Uncle Li discreetly. He saw me, swallowed hard, and his eyes kept darting towards my mother's underwear. "He saw my mother's most intimate and private things..." The thought made my penis burn, as if something was about to burst forth. I pretended to casually let Uncle Li sit on the edge of the bed. I continued editing the video, giving Uncle Li more opportunities to get close to my mother's underwear. Half an hour of editing passed quickly. We chatted idly, neither of us really paying attention to the conversation.
"Uncle, this will take several hours to render. Why don't you come over at noon?"
"Sure, I'll come in the afternoon." After a few polite words, Uncle Li looked at my mother's underwear reluctantly and left.
I stared blankly at my mother's underwear by the bed, my penis hard. I knew these clothes well, and I had secretly used them to release my pent-up desires. But I had never felt the same pleasure that Uncle Li felt when he looked at my mother's underwear.
"What if he saw Mom's breasts exposed at home, or saw Mom taking a shower?" Just thinking about it made me feel like my penis was about to ejaculate, so I rushed to the toilet and quickly ejaculated a large amount of semen.
In that instant, I released not only my passion but also other things inside me. Looking at Mom's underwear still hanging in the bathroom, I didn't enter saint mode. Thinking of Uncle Li, my lust surged again, and I had a better idea.
I wanted to give him more benefits.

II. Releasing the Demon
Uncle Li left, and I still had a huge, hard penis. I don't know why, but the thought of Uncle Li spying on Mom's private items gave me an indescribable surge of pleasure.
I went to Mom's wardrobe. I sorted through all her clothes, which meant I had the ultimate control over them. I opened the bottom drawer of the wardrobe, where she kept her worn underwear that needed washing. I looked at it: a pink pair of panties, a pair of black stockings, a purple bra, a white bra, and, well, including the ones on the bed, that was enough.
I checked the time; it was 10:30. Mom wasn't coming home today, and Uncle Li would probably arrive around noon. It was time to make arrangements. I took the underwear to the bathroom, turned on the washing machine, and ran it as quickly as possible. Then I threw in a sexy dress and shorts that belonged to Mom, pretending to do laundry. An hour later, all the clothes were washed and spun dry. I took a basin to Mom's bedroom; her balcony was perfect for sunbathing. I hung the dress and shorts on the balcony first, then took the underwear and placed it by the bed, waiting quietly.
At 11:30, there was a knock at the door. Uncle Li had arrived. After waiting a few seconds, I quickly wet my hands and opened the door for him.
"Sorry, Uncle, I was hanging clothes. The video will be rendered soon, please come in and wait." I led Uncle Li into the bedroom and immediately went to the balcony, standing on a stool, pretending to hang and tidy up clothes, while keeping an eye on Uncle Li, who was staring blankly at Mom's underwear by the window.
"Uncle, could you help me with the clothes?" I hesitated for a moment, then called out to Uncle Li, who seemed to have nowhere to look.
"Hmm? Which one?"
"It's by the window, pass it to me... my mom's bra." When I said "my mom's bra" word by word, I felt my dick was about to explode.
Uncle Li paused for a moment, and I, with a blank expression, continued, "It's okay, there's no water up there, you can just use your hands." Then I stared intently at Uncle Li's hands. He hesitated, his hands trembling slightly, before he grasped the bra strap of Mom's bra and picked up the sexy purple bra. I saw his Adam's apple bob, his crotch bulge, and his eyes gleam.
"Uncle Li is holding Mom's bra, he just touched Mom's breasts! Mom has to wear the bra Uncle Li touched tomorrow!"
The moment Uncle Li handed me the bra, I suddenly turned away to tidy the clothes beside me. "Wait a minute, let me move these clothes a bit," I said, hoping Uncle Li would have more opportunities to touch Mom's bra. After "laboriously" hanging up one bra, I asked Uncle Li for another. This time, perhaps thinking I was too young to understand, I saw him hold the bra cup with his hands, not just the strap, as if he were feeling the softness of Mom's breasts, imagining how the bra would look on her. After finally hanging up my bra, I smiled shyly at Uncle Li and said, "Uncle, could you please hand me my mom's underwear?"
Uncle Li looked at the bed with some confusion. I pointed to a small bundle on the side of the bed, "That's it, two pairs of underwear that I rolled up together." Then, I smiled innocently at Uncle Li, "I'm sorry, my mom's underwear is always too small." Uncle Li looked at me, perhaps only seeing innocence in my eyes, and he softened up and started asking me questions.
"Your mom's underwear is always so small?" he asked, unfolding the two pairs of underwear in his hand and staring at them intently.
"Yeah, they're all quite small," I said, while also emphasizing,
"Her bras are quite big."
"Yeah, it's always a struggle to wash them, so I really don't want to wash them."
"You always wash your mom's bras?! "
"Yes, but I really don't want to wash them." My words were starting to carry an implication, and Uncle Li was quite clever.
"Then you can bring it to our house, Uncle's washing machine is pretty good."
"Ah, then I'll come to your house to do laundry from now on." I had a satisfied smile on my face, and I saw Uncle Li smile too. From now on, it'll probably be a mutually beneficial arrangement? That's great.
After making up many excuses for Uncle Li to play with the clothes, I successfully hung them up and made an appointment to do laundry at Uncle Li's house in the future, and I also edited videos for him. Uncle Li left satisfied. I suddenly found a source of happiness for me, which is to show my mother to others, and today, I took the first step. I'm such a perverted son. But I'm also doing it for the benefit of everyone. My mother has such white breasts and such a perky butt, I won't allow her to admire them alone.
Uncle Li became a regular visitor to our house, as if we had built a deep friendship because of the videos I helped him edit. He often came to visit. When my mother was around, he would chat with us in a charming manner, while casually glancing at my mother's breasts that were exposed when she laughed. When my mother wasn't around, I would play on the computer in my mother's bedroom, intentionally or unintentionally leaving a few pieces of my mother's sexy underwear on the bed.
After we got to know each other, Uncle Li treated me like an innocent, immature child. He subtly inquired about my mother's various hobbies. When he asked about her bra size, I casually remarked, "There are my mom's bras in the closet, see for yourself," thus giving him the right to open my mother's underwear closet and the right to handle and play with her bras. Touching my mother's bras became a daily routine for him when he came to my house.
I knew that exposing her underwear was just the beginning; naturally, it would go on, and I would expose more of my mother.
But for the sake of pleasure, having unleashed the demons within me, I succumbed even deeper, willingly and unrestrained.

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