A New Century Love Song for Mother

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When I was seven, my mother agreed to divorce my father after his affair. For the next ten years, we depended on each other

. My mother was incredibly beautiful; time hadn't ravaged her; on the contrary, it had made her body even more alluring, exuding a mature, seductive beauty. Her skin was as white as jade, so smooth and flawless! Her abdomen was flat and firm, and her two large, round breasts were so captivating! Her slender waist had bare, white thighs that seemed visible even through her skirt, and her two long, white legs were enough to make any man's heart flutter! Realizing this, although not entirely sure, I decided to make my move. Everything started so naturally and slowly.

I watched my mother go out to work and make a living. Although we weren't very wealthy, we lived a peaceful and contented life.

That day, after finishing my exams, I came home and had dinner. Seeing how tired I looked, my mother told me to go to bed first, planning to wake me up later. I went back to my room and slept until after 11 p.m. I woke up on my own and remembered the pornographic magazine a classmate had lent me at school that day. I decided to take advantage of the quiet of the night to read it. So I took it out of my bag, lay on the bed, and started reading while stroking my penis, which was aroused by the passionate content. At the most exciting parts, I couldn't help but move my penis up and down with my hand, feeling a burning desire with nowhere to go and not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, my bedroom door opened, and my mother, wearing a bathrobe, appeared in front of my room, looking shocked. Startled by this sudden turn of events, I instinctively covered my genitals with one hand and the pornographic magazine with the other, my legs slightly bent, looking at my mother with fear in my eyes, afraid of how she would punish me in her anger.

Perhaps it was the first time she had encountered such a situation, and her mother stood there helplessly. I only felt her alluring eyes glancing at the nude photos of women in the magazine, and sometimes even glancing at my penis. For a moment, time seemed to freeze, and we could both hear each other's heavy breathing and rapid heartbeats. After a long while...

her mother finally broke the suffocating silence, her voice trembling as she gently scolded me, saying, "You... why did you look at... such... shameless... books... such things... are... not good..."

I looked at her with panicked eyes and answered tremblingly, "Mom... Mom... I... I..."

Her mother's body trembled slightly, and she came closer to me, saying in a loving voice, "Poor son..." As she spoke, she buried my head in her chest, and the two of us embraced and wept.

After crying for a while, because I had just seen pornographic nude photos, holding my mother's delicate body stirred up a lewd thought within me. My mother, probably since her divorce, hadn't embraced a man, and her body involuntarily swayed, further igniting my sexual desire.

My hands trembled as I slowly wrapped them around my mother's slender waist, my hands roaming over her back. The feel of her delicate, soft skin, full of elasticity, made my blood surge even faster. Finally, I caressed her plump, high buttocks, kneading them gently. My chest pressed against her erect breasts, her two hard nipples pressing against my chest.

Never in my life had I been so close to a woman's body, especially such a mature and voluptuous one. Instantly, my blood surged, a warm current rising from my lower abdomen and spreading throughout my body. My penis involuntarily hardened, pressing against my mother's crotch. At that moment, all I knew was to hold my mother's body tightly, pressing her even closer to me. I looked up at her face and saw that my mother's face was flushed with shyness, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was also enjoying this sweet embrace!

I could feel my mother's heart pounding, her body trembling slightly, her face and even the roots of her ears turning red. I felt that she was incredibly beautiful and stunning. Perhaps because she was too beautiful, no one dared to pursue her casually, so she had been very lonely since her divorce. It was only after I embraced her today that her heart began to flutter.

My hands were no longer just moving around her back; her slender waist, lower abdomen, and smooth thighs were also targets of my assault. As I continued to grope her, her body twisted and struggled, and she unconsciously whispered, "No...don't...ah..."

I aimed my penis at her mons pubis and rubbed it against her. Amid her soft moans, I suddenly pressed my lips against her sexy cherry lips. Before she could escape, I bit her lip and boldly stuck my tongue into her mouth. My mother hummed softly through her nose, "Mmm...mmm..." The burning desire within her made her unconsciously kiss me passionately. I took the opportunity to rub my penis against her genitals, keeping her trembling slightly with passionate excitement, and her moaning sounds grew louder and louder.

As the kiss progressed, Mom's hands encircled the back of my neck, her fragrant tongue darting into my mouth, our tongues mingling and swirling. A uniquely feminine scent filled my nostrils, further arousing my desire. I reached for the front of her nightgown, pressing and kneading her firm, elastic breasts from the outside.

I immediately felt their firm elasticity in my palms—such full, plump breasts! Not satisfied with just touching them, I slipped my hands inside her nightgown's neckline, grasping her two plump breasts directly and kneading them, occasionally flicking the nipples with two fingers. Mom's breasts were full, soft, and proudly erect.

Mom then tilted her head back, inhaling sharply, making her breasts appear even more prominent, humming softly through her nose, "Mmm...mmm..." I pulled down the top of her nightgown, and instantly, her full breasts sprang out from her neckline, the pink nipples bouncing and trembling before my eyes.

My mother struggled slightly, whimpering softly, "No...no...you can't...take off...my...clothes..."

I kissed her neck down, stopping at her delicate, pink breasts. I eagerly took her pink nipple into my mouth, one hand grasping the base of her full breast, the other rubbing her lower abdomen back and forth. My mother moaned, "Mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Her desire burned through her entire body; a sensation that was both pleasurable and unbearable, a mixture of tingling, soreness, numbness, and itchiness, made her feel incredibly good. My heart pounded, my penis hard and erect, I desperately wanted to thrust into her sweet little cave and release my pent-up desire.

My mother was still crying out, "No...you...can't...do...anything...to me...ah...ah..."

I continued kissing her relentlessly, licking her full, round breasts with my tongue. I couldn't hold back any longer and finally reached out to pull my mother's nightgown down to her thighs, revealing a light yellow panty. I slipped my hand inside the elastic band of the panty and was about to pull it off when my mother's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. She had sensed that this was the last line of defense, and her cheeks flushed red as she cried out in embarrassment, "No...no...I...I'm your...mother...we...can't...do...this...thing..." while frantically trying to stop her with her small hands.

As I hurriedly pulled down her panties, my hand suddenly brushed against my throbbing, hard penis. A surge of excitement sent a jolt through her, as if she'd been electrocuted. The trembling started in her hand, then spread throughout her body, until she finally slumped limply into my arms.

Seeing that she had completely lost her senses, I quickly laid her on my bed and struggled to pull her panties off her plump buttocks. Ah! My mother's alluring vulva finally appeared before my eyes. Her crimson vulva was full, mature, and prominent, especially the inverted triangle of pubic hair, which was fine, soft, and incredibly shiny black. I parted my mother's slightly red labia with my fingers and found a small, swollen clitoris protruding below it. I touched it with my fingers, which made my mother tremble a few times. Warm, slippery vaginal fluid seeped out of her vagina. My mother's plump vulva looked like a small steamed bun, and it looked delicious. I couldn't help but open my mouth and put my mother's vulva in my mouth, sticking out my tongue to lick her clitoris. I also sucked on my mother's vaginal fluid, which tasted a little fishy, but not too bad.

My mother's body trembled irregularly from my teasing, her mouth wide open as she gasped for air. She collapsed onto my bed, moaning, "Mommy...it's...coming..." Her

curvaceous, alluring body lay vividly on the bed, her skin a rosy white, her full, firm breasts trembling with her heavy breathing. My heart pounded, and my penis hardened beneath me.

I no longer cared that the woman before me was my own mother. I quickly stripped off my pajamas and, mimicking the actions in pornographic books, pressed my body against her undulating, white form.

Overwhelmed by lust, Mom disregarded the fact that her own son was riding on top of her, and ignored any notions of chastity. She only sought to quell her desire, moaning softly.

My hands roamed over her beautiful body, my penis searching for her entrance, but lacking experience, I couldn't find it after a long struggle. Mom, as impatient as I was, had no choice but to reach out and guide my penis, directing the head towards her wet opening, whimpering, "Ah...so...hot..."

Feeling the warmth on the head, my instinct kicked in, and I knew this was it. I thrust forward, "Sizzle!" and half my penis was inside.

At that moment, a scream rang out. Mom cried out in pain, "Ah!..."

Her body convulsed, her hands rising to tightly grip my buttocks, restricting my movements and giving her a moment to catch her breath.

I felt my penis being enveloped by a layer of warm, tender flesh, so tight and narrow, yet it felt incredibly comfortable. I stopped thrusting. By then, my penis had penetrated more than three inches into my mother's little hole. I thought my mother's little hole was already occupied by me, and I wasn't afraid she would run away shyly. So, with tenderness and gentleness, I kissed my mother's pink face and said to her, "Mom... I was too impulsive... Do you still feel pain?" "

Mom shook her head, mumbling, '...You...Mom...is a little itchy...you...move...move...'

I sucked on one nipple, clenching my buttocks and thrusting hard into Mom's vagina, causing her vaginal fluids to gush out like a summer thunderstorm, wave after wave, soaking a large patch of my sheets. Mom moaned intermittently...

I knew Mom was about to climax, so I twisted even more vigorously, wielding my penis to thrust straight into her vagina, playfully asking, 'Mom! Are you comfortable?'

Mom cried out wildly, 'Mom feels so good!'

I cupped Mom's face, looked into her eyes, and said, word by word, 'Mom, will you marry me?'

Mom's eyes moistened again, and she said, 'Are you...sure?' I nodded firmly and kissed Mom!" My mother, kissed by me, threw herself into my arms again…

Her delicate body was now covered in beads of sweat, so comfortable she felt like her soul was about to leave her body.

I said, “Mom, if you don’t marry me, I’ll pull my penis out!”

Of course, I was just teasing her. How could I not want such a beautiful, angelic mother? Suddenly, my mother’s body convulsed, her two jade-like hands tightly gripping my broad back, shaking her plump buttocks in rhythm with my penis as if she had gone mad, crying out in a wanton voice, “Mom… wants… to be your wife… forever!”

At this moment, my mother’s originally tight vagina had gradually loosened from my penetration, and with the lubrication of her gushing vaginal fluid, my thrusting became even easier, faster and faster, the “plop! plop!” sound of my penis colliding with her vagina and the “sizzle! sizzle!” sound of her vaginal fluid sloshing around! The sounds, mixed with the moans escaping from my mother's delicate nose, filled the room, echoing throughout the enchanting spring night.

My mother shook her head violently in pleasure, her hair flying wildly, releasing a warm and alluring fragrance. My penis, as she expected, penetrated deeper and deeper, reaching the very core of her vagina, causing her to clench her teeth and cry out in a seductive voice, "Mommy...I need...to pee!"

Her body trembled, she let out a long breath, released a stream of vaginal fluid, and collapsed limply onto the bed, unconscious.

I lay on her trembling body, seeing her satisfied smile, which filled me with immense joy and pride. Although I hadn't ejaculated yet, to have brought my mother to such a blissful state, to have conquered my usually aloof mother, filled me with boundless joy.

I kissed my mother's face, thinking, "A miracle!" "What a miracle! I never imagined that being caught by my mother reading porn would lead to me having the pleasure of playing with her beautiful body. If it weren't for this coincidence, how could I have shared this wonderful experience with my own mother?"

My mother woke up with soft moans of "Mmm...Mmm!" as I kissed her.

I continued kissing her, saying, "Mom! You're awake. Are you feeling good?"

My mother said shyly, "Mmm...Mom...It feels so good...I'm dying..."

I didn't reply. Anyway, we'd already done it, and my penis was still hard and erect inside her. I pulled my penis out halfway and then thrust it back in. My mother's body trembled, and she clung to me tightly, moaning, "Ah...ah..."

I suddenly stopped and said, "Don't call me 'you,' call me 'husband,' or I won't do it to you anymore." "

My mother, having been thoroughly teased, could only coquettishly 'Okay...okay...Mom...calls you...husband...'

Seeing her almost in tears, her face flushed with embarrassment, she possessed a unique and alluring charm. Hearing her moan so lewdly and passionately, her plump, jade-like buttocks began to sway. Unable to bear tormenting her any longer, I finally thrust my penis into her little flesh hole again. This ignited another wave of lust in her, and she cried out, 'Ah...ah...'

My mother felt as if her soul was floating in the air, and I excitedly thrust my hips towards her lower abdomen, penetrating her little hole deeply each time...

My mother also tried her best to thrust her plump buttocks straight upwards!"

She wiggled her snow-white buttocks, pressing them closer to my penis so that her little pussy could fit more tightly with mine. She was truly a stunningly beautiful woman, and with her incredibly lewd moans, I believe any man who heard her would be unable to resist fucking her.

Seeing her two plump, full breasts swaying adorably, I couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing them. They were so soft and warm to the touch, incredibly elastic, and felt wonderful. I kneaded, pinched, stroked, and rubbed them with abandon. Her nipples hardened from my kneading, and I couldn't resist bending down to suckle and lick them. My mother's face showed a look of pure pleasure; she was panting heavily, her eyes half-closed, her cherry-like mouth agape as she gasped for breath. Her beautiful face was flushed and alluring, making me want to thrust harder and harder into her.

Her plump buttocks swayed and throbbed wildly, and a stream of vaginal fluid poured onto my glans. Finally, she cried out, "No...ah..."

At the same time as her cry, I ejaculated into her vagina, and we fell asleep side-by-side, tingling with pleasure.

I slept for over two hours before waking up to her slight movements. I found my mother pinned beneath me, her alluring eyes fixed on me, her face flushed with shame. She was probably thinking of our blood relation, and a sense of societal norms made her uncomfortable facing me.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, I gently kissed her cheek and asked, "Mom! Did you feel good?"

She murmured, "Mmm..." and quickly hid her face against my chest, her shy expression like that of a newlywed bride, both lovable and pitiful.

I gently stroked her smooth, warm bottom with both hands and said, "Mom! Tonight is our wedding night. Mom, stay and sleep with me. We'll sleep together from now on and play wonderful games every day, okay?"

Mom nodded shyly. I kissed her lips, and we sucked each other's saliva. After the kiss, we looked at each other affectionately and fell asleep with our necks intertwined.

Mom laughed, hugged me, and kissed me: "Want it again?"

I was a little embarrassed to answer: "Mom, are you tired?"

Mom continued to kiss me and used her hand to stroke my penis, saying: "Not tired, I feel much better after a good night's sleep... Come on, get on top!"

I climbed on top of her and pressed down on her. Mom spread her legs wider and guided my penis to her private parts with one hand, rubbing the glans against her labia majora at the entrance of her vagina. I could feel that her opening was completely wet, but I wasn't in a hurry. I sucked on her nipple and gently nibbled at it. Mom gradually started to breathe heavily and moan. Then she took the glans into her opening, cupped my buttocks with both hands, and pressed down on me. Her vaginal opening was slippery and wet. I arched my back and contracted my buttocks, making piston-like movements. My thick penis thrust in and out of her vagina with pleasure. Mom spread her legs wider and raised them slightly so that I could penetrate her completely with each thrust… I lifted her legs onto my shoulders again, and my lower body moved even more frequently, slapping and slapping… the flesh of our bodies colliding.

“Ah, ah… ah!!!…” Mom cried out even louder… Finally, I ejaculated, releasing hot semen into Mom’s body.

After I finished, Mom let out a heavy breath. I thought, I’ve ejaculated all my semen. A moment later, I saw white liquid flowing from Mom’s vagina, soaking the sheets.

I caught my breath, then hugged Mom and lay down beside her. She leaned against my chest, looking exhausted and drowsy. I didn’t disturb her, but quietly discovered a side of Mom I had never seen before. The somewhat melancholic Mom who focused on family and work was gone. Sitting before me was a woman of captivating charm, but my mother was simply displaying a different side. Her smile held a unique mature allure, the corners of her mouth curving upwards with a subtle, seductive quality. In the romantic atmosphere, the way she looked at me seemed to hold a different kind of meaning.

My mother nestled contentedly in my arms, kissing me. Although there would be some setbacks in arranging the wedding and our married life, nothing could separate us, mother and son.

My mother preferred a traditional Japanese wedding in Kyoto. She wore a large white flower headdress covering the left side of her head, while her hair on the right side hung naturally. She wore a modified white kimono embroidered with golden cranes—a sexy, sleeveless, low-cut dress that made her stand out from the crowd. That evening, we placed the wedding rings on the ring finger of her left hand.

My mother, now a wife, became incredibly beautiful. I dropped out of school and started online sales from home, with my mother helping me. This made me want to spend every day with her, enjoying the sweetness of love. Like newlyweds, we were inseparable. As long as my mother was by my side, I was content. My mother became bolder in our sex life, readily accepting my passionate kisses and caresses, and even casually lifting her skirt to expose her bare buttocks. We had sex at least twice a day.

Three weeks into our marriage, my mother shyly told me that her period hadn't come. Then came the anxious wait. When she told me she was pregnant, we were both overjoyed. My 37-year-old mother was pregnant again, and I had to take care of her around the clock. In the remaining days, watching my mother with my child inside her, her face radiating the happiness unique to pregnant women, especially now that she was carrying her own son's child, I felt incredibly proud.

Nine months later, I turned nineteen, and we had a lovely eldest daughter.

In recent years, riding the wave of the massive clearing of non-performing loans by domestic banks, my mother, skilled at crisis investment and with a keen sense of the real estate market, has acquired many bargain assets. She bought a batch of properties in Hong Kong with non-performing loans through banks, purchasing each property originally priced at HK$10 million for only HK$3 million, and later reselling them to real estate companies for HK$8 million each, making a 33% profit.

This is also true for most individuals; buying a house often uses up a person's life savings, leaving them burdened and unable to move. However, buying a foreclosed property (commonly known as a "silver plate") can reduce the struggle by at least ten years. I gave the example of an accountant from a newly established company: she bought a house in Repulse Bay for HK$30,000 per square foot, but at the same time, foreclosed properties in the area were only HK$1.37 million, and a 790-square-foot property was only HK$3 million. The HK$2 million difference between a new house and a foreclosed property could be the price a working person would have to work their entire life for.

However, many people believe that buying a foreclosed house is like buying a house that a failed person lived in, fearing it will bring bad "feng shui." Regarding this, my mother believes that everyone's life has its ups and downs, and there's nothing to worry about. My mother not only lives in foreclosed houses but also drives foreclosed cars. She says, for example, a Mercedes worth one million dollars might be foreclosed after someone drives it for a month or two, then can't make the loan payments. It usually sells for around 200,000 dollars, and after a year, it can be sold for 900,000 dollars, allowing us to buy another car.

With the money we've saved over the years, we applied for Canadian citizenship, allowing our family to settle abroad.

While I run my Hong Kong business in my study during the day, my mother stays home taking care of our bright and lovely daughter. Every evening, when our daughter falls asleep in her crib, it's our happy time together. My mother is still so gentle, sensitive, and understanding. Whenever I take off her underwear, her snowy buttocks are already soaked with honey-like fluid, waiting for her beloved son's affection.

After showering and drying each other off, we would return to the bedroom and, again and again, make our endless, tender love. My mother loved to lower her head and give me oral sex. She would open her moist lips and take my penis into her mouth, beginning to suck my concentrated semen.

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