Mother in heat

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Chapter 1

My name is Feiyu, I'm 20 years old, 180cm tall. I'm a university student majoring in biology. There's no one else in my family, just my mom and me. My dad died a long time ago. My mom said he was killed in a plane crash while working in the US by a local. My mom was pregnant with me that year, and she was only 18 when she married my dad. My dad was a company owner before he died. He didn't leave any will, so the lawyer transferred all his assets to my mom's name. But my mom wasn't very good at business, so she sold 60% of the shares to my dad's friend. Because my mom had ?% of the shares, she had no worries about food or clothing and slowly raised me. As the saying goes, when you're well -fed and clothed

, you think of lust. I never lacked food or drink growing up; my mom's money was all mine to spend. When I first entered university, a classmate led me astray and I started watching porn. Later, I spent my own money to buy a lot of porn to watch at home. Because I had money, I also had sex a few times after watching it. Afraid of getting diseases, I only dated virgins.

After playing around with it for a while, I got bored; there weren't many variations. Then, through a close friend's introduction, I discovered my sadistic tendencies in SM. Watching SM was incredibly exciting, and I thought how wonderful it would be if a woman could play with me like that. Unfortunately, no one would cooperate with me. Even money wasn't enough; unless the woman herself had that kind of fetish, she generally wouldn't agree. So, I never had the chance to find a female slave to play with. I could only watch DVDs to satisfy my cravings.

"Mom, I'm home." With that voice, I opened the door and immediately opened the fridge to drink a Coke. It was so hot; this summer, the temperature here reached 42 degrees Celsius.

"Huh, where is everyone?" Mom usually comes out to greet me when she hears me come home. Why today? Thinking this, I took my Coke and walked towards my room, drinking it as I went. My house is huge, 500 square meters, a villa-style building with a semi-open-air swimming pool in the courtyard. It's surrounded by wealthy areas, with detached houses; nobody visits unless there's a reason.

As I reached the room door, I heard the television playing and a woman moaning, "Mmm... Ah..." Oh no, who's watching videos in my room? No one else has a key. Ah, besides the maid who comes to clean every Sunday, it's my mom. Could it be...? A cold sweat broke out all over my body at this thought. I cautiously walked to the door, which wasn't locked properly, leaving a crack. I peeked inside... Oh my god, it really was my mom. She was sitting in a reclining chair, her back to the door, watching with great interest. Looking at the big screen, the man and woman were really going at it. The woman was being penetrated from behind by a black man. Judging from what was on TV, the black man's penis was probably 1520cm long, and he was really enjoying it immensely.

At this point, Mom seemed a bit impulsive. Her shoulders began to shrug slightly, and her clothes started to loosen from behind. Because of the heat, she was wearing a black sheer top with a transparent bra strap, so from my angle, she appeared to be exposing her shoulders. Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and the contrast between her black clothes, long hair, and snow-white shoulders made her skin appear even more radiant. No wonder; possessing an angelic face and beautiful curves is every girl's dream.

In this respect, God seems to have been particularly kind to my mother, making her a beauty that could drive any man crazy. Bored all day, she focused on beauty and maintenance, maintaining a figure that made her look like a 21 or 22-year-old at 38. Her figure was also incredibly good—36-22-36, plus 168cm—she was almost as tall as me in heels. A few times when we went shopping, the shop assistants thought we were a couple and kept trying to sell us matching outfits, making Mom incredibly embarrassed, her face turning as red as an apple.

As the movie played, Mom's shoulders heaved even more violently. Sweat beaded on her shoulders from the exercise and the heat, a sight that made my penis stand erect, creating a tent in my shorts. My hand slipped inside, and I unconsciously moved forward to get a better view. Finally, as the black man on the TV screen ejaculated like a fountain, Mom reached her climax, her shoulders taut like a fully drawn bow, trembling in waves.

I was stunned; I had never seen Mom like this before. The pleasure I felt was more intense and unparalleled than any previous sexual encounter. Then, there was a soft creak as the door hinges clicked—not a loud sound, but to us it felt like an explosion.

Mom turned around, and because she'd used too much force, the swivel chair spun around with her, so she was facing me directly. Our eyes met, and for a moment we were both stunned. My eyes were wide open in shock. Her bra was pushed up, one hand caressing her white breasts, the other inside her panties, which were soaked through, dripping wet as if she'd lost control of her bladder. The chair beneath her was also soaked. Seeing this, I couldn't take it anymore. My already erect penis reached its climax, ejaculating a stream of semen two or three feet high.

Mom finally snapped out of it, realizing what had happened. Her face flushed crimson, and she quickly pulled her clothes together and rushed out the door next to me. I stood there, dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. After a long while, I finally came to my senses, went into the room, turned off the TV, sat on the sofa, and wondered how to clean up the mess. I could do whatever I wanted outside as long as Mom didn't find out, but now things have gotten so messed up. What am I going to do?

Thinking about this, my eyes unconsciously drifted to the chair Mom had been sitting on. The water on it was still wet. I went over and touched it; it was sticky and slippery. I tasted some and it tasted good. It was different from the girls I called outside. This was Mom's taste. My penis, which had just ejaculated, involuntarily hardened again.

"Whatever, I'm going to die anyway. I'll go find Mom and see what she says." Thinking this, I walked towards Mom's room, wondering how to talk to her.

When I arrived at Mom's door, it was ajar. Looking inside, I saw Mom sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly out the window, seemingly lost in thought. Her clothes were buttoned up. I went in and whispered, "Mom!"

Mom jumped up. Turning around, her face flushed, she still seemed shaken from what had just happened: "It's Yu'er, you..."

"Mom, I didn't mean to, I came back and didn't see you, so I went back to my room, and then..." She didn't know how to continue.

"Ah, it's nothing, you've seen my body since you were little!" Mom pretended to be relaxed, but I could hear the tension in her voice.

"But you, why are there so many random DVDs in your room? You're still young, watching these isn't suitable for you at this age." Mom adopted a scolding tone. Her face hardened, but it was clearly forced.

"Yes, yes, I borrowed these from a friend, I was just curious and borrowed them to watch, I was going to return them tomorrow." It's safest to admit your mistake when Mom is scolding you. "Let's

forget about this, just don't watch these things anymore. Now go and make dinner, I'll rest for a bit and then come down." Mom said.

"Okay, I'll go down now." Closing the door, I breathed a sigh of relief, having barely gotten away with it. I went downstairs and called a restaurant to order takeout for a table full of Mom's favorite dishes. A little while later, all the food was ready. I went upstairs and knocked on the door: "Mom, the food's ready. Come down and eat."

"Okay, you eat first, I'll be right down."

I waited downstairs for a while, and Mom came down, looking calmer; she had changed her clothes. We sat at the table and ate in silence, neither of us speaking, but a strange feeling lingered between us. After finishing the meal, I went upstairs to tidy up the room, putting away the DVDs and locking the lock.

"If Mom asks about it tomorrow, I'll just tell her I returned them!" I thought to myself.

The second day passed peacefully, and the third, the fourth... Time flew by, and my mother and I seemed to have forgotten about it. Life returned to normal, but before I went to sleep, I always thought about my mother's beautiful body. And I felt something was off, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Anyway, I'm rather oblivious, and I don't pay much attention to anything particularly unusual. Until that day...

Chapter Two

After class at school, some friends said they were going to pick up girls, but I didn't think it was interesting, so I went home first. When I got home, I realized I hadn't brought my keys. Oh dear, I must have dropped them in my room in my rush to school this morning. xyezw.com I had no choice but to call my mother: "Hey, Mom, are you home? I'm at the door, but I forgot my keys. Can

you open the door for me?" "Oh, wait a minute, I'll be right down." My mother's voice trembled slightly.

"What are you doing? This is the time she should be at the beauty salon. Why is she home?" I wondered. Just as I was thinking this, my mother opened the door a moment later, her head down, breathing slightly heavily, her face flushed.

"Mom, you're home? I thought you went to the beauty salon. I should have just rang the doorbell." I said as I entered the room.

"Your key is at home. I saw it when I was tidying up for you and was worried you wouldn't be able to get in, so I waited for you at home." Mom said.

"Oh, thank you, Mom."

"You're my son, do I have to thank you for doing all this?" Mom rolled her eyes at me. She handed me the key. When I took the key and touched her hand, I felt her hand tremble slightly.

I went back to my room with the key, not knowing what to do for a moment. I thought I'd watch some more movies, since I hadn't watched any since the incident. I opened the drawer and started searching...

"Wait a minute, where are my movies?" I was surprised to find that several of my movies were missing, all classics. One was "The Love of Mount Fuji" (I really have this movie, I watched it in high school, it's full of beautiful women!), and the other was a classic Japanese incestuous mother-son story. Also, my diary on the table seemed to have been read.

"I haven't touched it in ages, who else could have?" I guessed. "My buddies haven't been here in ages, I can't get in without my room key, let alone the drawer key. Key, key!!" I jumped up. I remembered my mom's strange behavior when I came home: staying home instead of going to the beauty salon, her voice, the blush on her face...

"Could it be that Mom took it and looked at it???" This conclusion startled even myself. There was nothing I could do but pretend I didn't know. I couldn't very well ask my mom, "Mom, did you see my porn?" That would be suicide.

After tidying up, I went downstairs and saw my mom making dinner in the kitchen. I followed the sound to the kitchen. "Go take a shower first, it'll be quick," my mom said with her back to me.

Just then, Mom bent down to open the cabinet to get something. I was about to turn around when I saw this scene and stopped in my tracks. Mom was wearing a very short, tight skirt today. When she bent down, I could clearly see her panties from behind; only a thin line connected them, and that line was embedded in her buttocks. Her snow-white, fleshy buttocks were completely exposed to the air, with only a small piece of fabric covering her vulva in front. It was clearly a very small and sexy thong. I couldn't help but feel a heat rising in my lower body. For a while, Mom seemed unable to find what she was looking for, and I admired the view even more closely.

"Ah!" Mom seemed to sense my burning gaze and turned around. I was a little flustered and hurriedly turned back to the bathroom. This scene has been stuck in my mind. While showering, I couldn't help but start stroking my already erect penis. Suddenly, I noticed a shadow at the bathroom door. Hesitating for a moment, I gently opened the door and saw my mother's back disappear into the kitchen. A wave of suspicion washed over me: "Mom..."

Ever since that incident, I've felt something's off. My mother has been behaving strangely. For example, she never used to ask me to do any housework, but lately, she always asks me to take the clothes I've taken off from the bathroom basket and put them in the washing machine. Even though it's a simple task, she insists I do it.

And every day I find all sorts of sexy, transparent panties in the basket—sometimes one, sometimes several—some still with some sticky residue. And they're always on top of the pile of clothes, as if she's afraid I won't see them.

Sometimes when my classmates call, my mom always answers first. If it's a girl, she always gives me a sidelong glance, then reluctantly hands me the phone, and then stands there a little sullenly until I finish my call, asking, "Who was it? Your girlfriend?" Thinking back on it now, her tone feels a bit sour.

I also remember one morning, I had just woken up and opened my eyes to find my mom staring intently at my erection, not realizing I was awake. She seemed to be hesitating about something. Suddenly, she reached out and slowly approached my underwear, which was almost bursting at the seams. Just as she was about to touch it, her eyes met mine, and she reacted strongly, immediately pulling her hand back.

"I...I...why didn't you cover yourself properly?" My mom avoided my gaze and turned to leave.

And...things like these have been happening frequently lately, but I hadn't noticed anything amiss until just now, when I connected the dots.

"Could it be that Mom is intentionally trying to seduce me?" This thought sent a surge of excitement and impulse through me. Of course, I can't be sure what the specifics are.

I quickly changed my clothes and left the bathroom. Mom was still in the kitchen. I went in and found her seemingly lost in thought, not cooking, just staring blankly at the pot on the stove. I gently walked over and tapped her. She seemed to be electrocuted and screamed, "Ah!"

"Mom, it's me."

"Yu'er, you scared me to death!"

"No, not at all. Mom is so beautiful, how could I bear to scare you to death? What are you thinking about?"

"Ah, nothing... nothing, Yu'er, we can eat now."

I've always thought Mom was beautiful, and seeing her like this made me even more smitten. I reached out and took her hand: "Okay, let's eat together." Mom seemed taken aback by my gesture, but didn't refuse.

At the dinner table, I kept staring into Mom's eyes. She seemed uneasy the whole time.

"Yu'er, why are you staring at Mom like that?"

"You look especially beautiful today, so I couldn't help but glance at you."

"You little rascal! Don't you dare try to take advantage of your old mother."

"It's true, Mom, I've always thought you were beautiful."

"Sigh, Mom's getting old." Mom touched her face and sighed softly.

"Tch, who said you're old? Remember when we went shopping for clothes? The saleswoman thought we were a couple. If we weren't mother and son, I really..." I paused.

"Really what?" Mom looked at me, her eyes revealing a certain information—encouragement? Temptation?

"I really want to pursue you as my girlfriend." I blurted out.

A light flashed in Mom's eyes, but it quickly disappeared: "Don't talk nonsense, come and eat."

After dinner, Mom went to pack her things, and I went upstairs. A little while later, I heard Mom go into her room, and I heard the sound of her rummaging through the closet. It seemed Mom was going to change clothes and take a shower. At that moment, Mom's beautiful body appeared in my mind again.

"Never mind, let's see." I quietly opened the door and went to my mother's room. The door was ajar, not closed. I gently pushed it open, and the scene before me stirred my desire again. My mother was facing away from the door, changing clothes in front of the full-length mirror. I saw her gently taking off her t-shirt. I saw her smooth

, bare back, and on top of it was a black bra, matching the panties I had seen in the kitchen earlier. At that moment, I realized that from my mother's angle, she could see me in the mirror, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she gently unbuttoned her skirt and slowly pulled down the zipper. It seemed like my mother was deliberately taking it off for me to see. This provocation had already made my little brother stand up. I was so frustrated.

The black thong was finally in front of me again, the narrow and small panties. The feeling of wearing them on my mother now was completely different from the feeling of seeing them in the laundry basket.

Slowly, Mom unhooked her bra, and I could still see her firm breasts protruding from behind. Then, Mom gently and elegantly pulled down her panties. I saw her completely naked—so beautiful, so beautiful! I almost couldn't resist rushing over to hug her. But I held back. Mom bent down, opened the closet, and took out another set of underwear. Oh my god! My blood was boiling. Just as Mom bent down, I saw it clearly in the mirror's reflection: a thin slit running down her buttocks, with fine pubic hairs around it—that was Mom's vulva, her little hole.

I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed open the door and looked at Mom, who seemed to only then notice me: "Yu'er, you... what are you doing?"

"Mom, I... I haven't been able to forget you since I saw your body last time. I want you... I want you to be my girlfriend." I don't know why, but I said those words.

Strangely, Mom wasn't angry. After listening, she looked at me for a while and said, "Yu, you're still young. It's okay to say this now, but when you grow up and meet a girl you love, you won't think like this anymore."

"No, Mom, you've worked so hard all these years, supporting this family alone. I know how much loneliness you've endured for me. Mom, I want you to know that I truly love you, and I will always be with you." I was moved, looking at Mom with deep affection. Mom was also touched, tears welling in her eyes; it seemed my words had touched a raw nerve.

"Mom loves you too, son. Everything Mom has done is for you. As long as you're happy, I don't care how much hardship I suffer. Because I'm your mother." Mom still stubbornly insisted.

"No, Mom. I love you not only because you're my mother, but also because you're the most beautiful woman in my heart." I was determined.

Mom's body stiffened, her eyes widening as she looked at me: "What are you saying?!" I went over and hugged Mom.

“Look into my eyes, Mom! Don’t lie to me, and don’t lie to yourself. You need me, you are so beautiful, only Dad and I are worthy of you. Mom, I love you, and I know you love me too. We shouldn’t just be mother and son.” I paused, then whispered in Mom’s ear, “We should also be lovers.”

“But…” Mom couldn’t finish her sentence, so I silenced her with my lips. I kissed her forcefully, sucking on her lips, using my tongue to pry open her clenched teeth, my arms tightly around her. Slowly, Mom’s body warmed up, softening in my arms, her breathing becoming more and more rapid. Finally, Mom opened her mouth, letting me kiss her deeply. Time seemed to stand still; this long kiss melted away our embrace.

After a long while, our lips finally parted, both panting, Mom’s face as red as a girl’s first kiss. We gazed at each other for a long time. My mother murmured, "You look just like your father." I couldn't resist kissing her again. My mother chuckled and pulled away, whispering in my ear like a breath, "Silly boy, you don't need to hold me so tightly. Do you think I'd run away?" This gentle reproach sounded like thunder in my ears, because I knew that from this moment on, my mother was mine!

Chapter 3

I went over, took my mother's hand, and said affectionately, "Mom, I love you, I..." Suddenly, I couldn't continue. My mother kissed me.

"Yu, don't say anything more. For 20 years, I've been thinking about your father. Now I don't have to anymore, because I have you. I didn't know until you said those words just now that I know how much I love you. I want to be your woman, your slave. Everything I have is yours. Can you accept me?" After saying this, my mother's face turned as red as an apple. She hugged me tightly and buried her head in the back of my neck.

Hearing such a declaration of love, I couldn't hold back any longer. I found my mother's trembling lips and kissed her deeply. As our tongues intertwined, my hands began to roam over her body. My left hand gently caressed her back, following the curve of her spine to her waist, then slowly moving down to her hips. My right hand slid from her armpit to her chest, stopping when it felt a rise, gently circling the edge of her breasts.

My mother finally couldn't help but laugh, pressing her body closer to me, her arms around my neck. She gently bit my ear and said, "You naughty boy, you're quite experienced! How did you learn that? Confess now." My

heart was pounding. I said, "Mom, I'm sorry. Before, I missed you so much, but I didn't dare to say it, so when I needed to, I had to go outside to find other women..." Before I could finish, my mouth was sealed by my mother's. Then I felt a sharp pain as my tongue was lightly bitten by her.

“You’re not allowed to see anyone else anymore. I can fulfill all your needs, I just ask that you love me. Okay?” Mom said, raising her head and looking at me bravely.

“I’m your son, who else would I be? You have to have faith in me, okay, Mom?” I promised again.

“Okay.” Mom lowered her head and nodded slightly.

I buried my head between her breasts, breathing in the scent of a mature woman, my hands kneading her bare waist. I clumsily tried to unhook her bra, but couldn’t get the hang of it. Mom didn’t help me; instead, she giggled like a little girl.

I felt a little embarrassed and decided to teach Mom a lesson. I pushed her against the wall, yanked hard, breaking the not-so-thick strap, then bit the bra with my teeth and tossed it aside. Now, the most alluring breasts in the world were in front of me. The breasts of a woman nearing forty, full and round, unlike the thin breasts of a young girl. Unlike other women her age whose breasts sag, my mother's breasts were the hemispherical shape I loved, protruding forward.

I grasped one nipple in each hand, gently kneading them, and looked up at her with a provocative gaze. Her eyes were hazy, as if veiled by mist, and she let out low, trembling moans, her hands stroking my hair. Then I took one breast into my mouth and suckled, gently biting the nipple with my teeth. The familiar feeling from childhood intoxicated me.

I kissed my mother's breasts, then down, kissing her lovely navel, and then down again, gradually reaching the forbidden zone of life. My hands began to caress my mother's panties, my face pressed against her smooth thighs, her skin glistening, her muscles elastic. I couldn't help but kiss and lick them, while simultaneously caressing her rounded calves. My mother crossed her arms over her chest, enjoying my caresses.

My hands kneaded her full buttocks from behind, my thumbs sliding forward towards the inside of her thighs. My mother began to tremble; she grabbed my hands as if to stop me, then released them as if shyly covering her face.

I picked up my mother, walked to the bed, and placed her on it, standing between her legs. I took off my pants, finally releasing my long-suppressed erection. Slowly, I pulled down my mother's panties, revealing her dark pubic hair and trembling pink vulva, already glistening with fluid.

My mother's eyes were tightly closed, her hair disheveled, and she bit her lip, panting. I couldn't hold back any longer. I straightened my penis and thrust it into her vagina. My mother seemed to be in a little pain, hugging me tightly and letting out a soft moan. At that moment, I felt like I was in heaven. Perhaps my mother hadn't done it in a long time; her vagina was very tight, the walls completely enveloping my penis. That warm, full feeling was incomparable to masturbation. I didn't care about gentleness; I started thrusting quickly, making my mother moan uncontrollably beneath me.

When my mouth was on my mother's full breasts, when my hands squeezed my mother's plump buttocks, when I heard my usually dignified mother moaning beneath me, I knew I couldn't hold on much longer. My frequency increased, and my mother's breasts trembled with each impact. She tried to keep her mouth shut, but moans still escaped her lips. I hugged my mother tightly, and a stream of heat shot deep into her vagina, the place where I was conceived. I suddenly wondered, could there be a new life this time? I lay on top of my mother, my head resting on her breast, panting, my penis slowly softening inside her.

"Mom, are you alright?" My mother opened her eyes, looking at me with a resolute gaze, as if she had regained her usual composure.

"Son, now that we've made love, Mom loves you. From now on, Mom is your woman, and you will be Mom's only man."

"Mom." I couldn't help but hug my mother again, giving her a sweet kiss.

I held my mother with one arm, while the other lovingly caressed her flat stomach. My mother leaned obediently on my shoulder, her soft breath tickling my neck.

"Mom, why were you so fierce when I saw you in my room last time?"

"I scared you then, and I wasn't ready." My mother's hand circled my chest, tickling me.

"Then why again today?"

"It's all your fault!?" She said, giving me a hard slap.

"Me?"

"Yes, ever since I saw those DVDs in your room last time, I've felt empty inside, like something's missing. I realized I've been missing a man all these years, and that's when I thought of you. I originally wanted to test your feelings, but I didn't dare tell you. Then today I found so many DVDs in your drawer, and I couldn't resist taking a couple to watch, and then... and then..." Mom couldn't finish her sentence.

"Haha, and then you got aroused, and I got lucky. But how did you know there were DVDs in my drawer?"

"Your diary. Your diary wasn't properly stored, and I just flipped through it. I never knew what was written there would completely move me, so today..."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but say, "Mom, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I really felt bad for all your hard work. I didn't know sooner. And I was too impulsive just now, I wasn't considerate of you, I know you weren't satisfied. But..."

"But what?"

I rolled over, answering Mom with my newly erect penis. This time I slowed down, thrusting in and out while caressing Mom's entire body. Maybe it was because I had just ejaculated, but this time it lasted longer. I kept changing the frequency, making my mother's moans grow louder and louder. She held me tightly, murmuring my name in my ear. In the final moment, I resolutely thrust deeper and deeper until my mother's fingers dug hard into my back, until her vagina contracted in waves, until she leaned weakly into my arms.

My mother's eyes were already blurred, still immersed in immense pleasure. I looked at the beautiful woman in my arms, her hair disheveled, her dignified expression replaced by joy. This was my mother, now obediently in my arms, letting me kiss and caress every part of her body, every private part. I must be in heaven now.

Chapter 4

From then on, when my mother was at home, she would change into various alluring panties, waiting for my caresses. Perhaps it was a result of the liberation of the mother-son relationship, but our relationship was more intimate than that of ordinary couples.

We showered together every day and made love in the bathroom. When my mother was cooking, I would occasionally lift my mother's skirt from behind, pull down her panties, and penetrate her vagina from behind. My mother and I could fully enjoy the unrestrained sex that transcended moral and ethical boundaries.

I especially loved my mother's innocent and playful nature, like a young girl experiencing her first love, and I loved her bold and unrestrained moans and groans. I felt so happy and blissful. My mother and I were truly immersed in the pleasure of sex every day. I was also surprised that my mother and I were the same; it seemed that as soon as we met, our bodies would naturally ignite a burning desire. A single glance was enough for us to understand each other's feelings. People say that greed is never satisfied, and I still had a wish that hadn't been fulfilled, but I had no chance to say it. So I kept it to myself and focused on enjoying the pleasure of sex with my mother first.

After living like this with my mother for several months, one day, I came home from school. Before I even entered the door, a fragrant breeze wafted over, followed by a warm embrace. It was my mother hugging me. After a passionate kiss, I led her inside and noticed that she had deliberately dressed up. Not only had her hair been straightened, but she was also wearing a brand-new low-cut evening gown. The confidence and happiness radiating from her eyes made her appear even younger and more endearing, nourished by love these past few months.

I nuzzled my mother's cheek and neck, saying, "My sweet mom, you smell so good! You look so beautiful. Why are you dressed so nicely today?"

She softly replied, "Honey, it's your birthday today! I've prepared a whole table of dishes for you! After we eat, I have a gift for you!" Ah, I'd forgotten before Mom mentioned it; I'd been so happy these past few months, I'd lost track of time.

"Hmm, my wife is so thoughtful, I completely forgot. Let me see what we have to eat."

Reaching the table, looking at the dazzling array of dishes, Mom nestled against me, gazing at me with those mesmerizing eyes: "So, Yu, are you satisfied?"

"So many dishes, it's so plentiful, it must be delicious. But..." I deliberately paused.

Mom got anxious, leaving my embrace and staring at me, saying, "Is there anything missing? Tell me quickly, I'll get it right away!"

"Haha..." I laughed happily, "But it would taste even better if you fed me."

"You're so mean!!" Mom playfully punched my chest with her small fist.

"What? You don't want to? Today is my birthday." I teased.

Mom glared at me and said, "Aren't you ashamed? You're so old and you still need to be fed! When did you become so spoiled?" She obediently went to get the bowls and ladles. As

I sat on the chair waiting for her to come closer, I suddenly reached out and pulled her, causing her to lose her balance and fall heavily onto my lap, almost dropping the bowls and ladles. When she came to her senses, she found herself not only firmly held around the waist, but also her private parts pressed tightly against my crotch.

I covered her breast with one hand, and with the other hand, I reached down to her crotch, where I felt something incredibly slippery. It turned out that Mom wasn't wearing underwear today. Overjoyed, I began to move my middle finger in and out of my mother's vagina. Suddenly, I noticed a liquid much thicker than vaginal fluid flowing out. After a while, I realized that this viscous fluid overflowing from my mother's vagina was not vaginal fluid, but rather the semen I had left inside her that morning.

So I leaned close to my mother's ear and asked, "Mom, why aren't you wearing underwear today? And what is all this?"

My mother, who was enjoying the pleasure my fingers were giving her with her eyes closed, opened her beautiful eyes and glared at me after I asked her that question: "You're so annoying! Do you think I like it when it's all sticky here? Isn't this your handiwork? Do you remember how you shot your semen into my body before you got up? My vagina couldn't hold any more, but you kept going in and out, finally forcing my vaginal opening open and pouring your semen into my uterus. Maybe you shot in too deep, because once my vaginal opening closed, your semen stayed in my uterus, no matter what I used it for." "They just wouldn't come out, making me so careful when I went out to buy groceries and do my hair, afraid they'd leak out and wet my pants, making me a laughingstock on the street. I was just about to wash them when you came back. I didn't even have time to put my underwear back on before I went to pick you up, and you're laughing at me!"

Hearing my mother's slightly reproachful words, my heart fluttered: "Mom, I love you so much! Now your husband is hungry, okay? Can we eat first and then I'll apologize?" My mother chuckled and poked my forehead with her finger.

"Hmph, let's see what you'll use to apologize later!" A few words later, a hearty dinner ended in laughter.

"Alright, now it's your turn to apologize. What will you use to apologize?" After clearing the dishes, my mother gracefully walked to my side and said.

"The one who tied the knot must untie it; the place where you did the bad thing should apologize to you." I said with a mischievous smile.

"I knew you weren't thinking anything good!" Saying this, my mother got up. I quickly grabbed her arm. "Mom, where are you going?"

"To the bathroom to wash up."

"It's okay! I just want to clean you up with my cock."

With that, I picked up my light-footed mother and carried her to the room. Unable to resist my entreaties, my mother had no choice but to comply. I carried her to my room in a few quick steps, placed her on the TV cabinet against the wall, and made her sit with her back to the wall. The two of us, eyes meeting, kissed passionately. I impatiently pulled off my mother's evening dress. To enhance my visual enjoyment, my mother spread her two slender, white thighs wide open, leaving me speechless.

Unable to resist any longer, I disregarded the fact that my pants were only half down, grabbed my mother's buttocks with both hands, and inserted my engorged penis into her vagina, which was beginning to overflow with lustful fluid. Like lovers deeply in love, they devoured each other without reservation, their point of contact overflowing with pleasurable fluids. The room was filled with moans, gasps, and the sounds of their genitals colliding. Even the TV cabinet, serving as their makeshift battlefield, seemed to be an infected bystander, creaking and groaning in unison.

Time ticked by, and just as Mom was recovering from her second orgasm, she suddenly whispered in my ear, "Yu, Mom wants you to hold back a little when you feel like giving in later. Just tell Mom, and I'll take care of the rest. I guarantee you'll have a good time."

I, caught up in the moment, replied, "Whatever you say."

With that, I started moving again, galloping and chasing between Mom's thighs. Soon, I brought my exhausted mother to another climax, causing her vagina to involuntarily contract with the approaching orgasm. Unable to bear the ecstatic pleasure, I suppressed the urge to ejaculate and cried out, "I'm going to cum!"

"Get Mom off me!"

At the last second, I forcefully pulled my penis out of my mother's body. The erect glans trembled, seemingly unwilling to leave its tender embrace. My mother, who had jumped down from the TV cabinet, knelt before me. Without hesitation, she grabbed my wet, steaming penis and took it all into her mouth.

My mother's bold action startled me. When I came to my senses, I realized that my mother was not only sucking my penis, but she was also sucking it forcefully. Each suck caused the already swollen glans to swell even more. Finally, under the assault of my mother's mouth, I let out a cry and ejaculated my first stream of semen. A few seconds later, my mother raised her head, looked at me affectionately, and opened her small mouth, revealing a mouthful of thick, milky-white fluid.

"Good girl." I looked at my mother's beautiful face, glistening with beads of sweat, a truly breathtaking sight.

"If you feel like throwing up, just throw it up." My mother closed her cherry lips, her snow-white throat gurgling.

From the slight furrow in her brow, I could tell that this was her first time tasting this strange thing, and she was still feeling uncomfortable. This made me feel terrible. "Mom! I'm sorry, I only thought about my own enjoyment, but I made you suffer."

"Yu, as long as it makes you feel good, Mom is willing to do anything."

After saying this, my mother put her head between my legs again, carefully licking the liquid remaining on my penis. Finally, she took my limp glans into her mouth and sucked it a few times, as if my semen had become a delicacy, and she didn't want to miss any of the remaining drops.

Stroking my mother's hair, I said gratefully, "Mom, you're so good to me."

At that moment, my mother had licked my penis clean, stood up, and looked at me with her moist eyes. One hand was still holding my penis shaft, rubbing it intentionally or unintentionally. She said with a hint of lust, "Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you today?"

"Yes, Mom. This gift is wonderful, I really like it," I said sincerely.

"Today is your birthday, Mom will let you have your fun, I'll do whatever you want, but let's rest for a bit now, okay?" my mother said softly.

"Okay, let's watch some movies to liven things up," I said, taking a few from the drawer. Listening to the lewd sounds of men and women on TV, we couldn't help but feel a surge of passion. My hand probed inside my mother's vagina, enjoying the warmth inside, making her breathing rapid. Seduced by the images on TV, she couldn't resist any longer, grabbing my penis with her delicate hand, turning over to mount me. Then an idea popped into my head, so I took a breath, and my penis jumped up, sliding away, not being swallowed by her in one gulp.

My mother, frustrated by her failure, cried out, "Yu, you...you..."

"Mom, don't be in such a hurry. Today I'm in charge. We'll take it slow, there's plenty of time..." I laughed, kneading her breasts. "I'll show you some others..."

My mother reluctantly stood up with me, her vagina still dripping wet. She looked at my penis with reluctance; normally I would have satisfied her needs long ago. But...not today.

I opened another drawer and took out an SM disc. My mother had always watched normal porn and had never been exposed to SM. Today was a good opportunity; I wanted to get her to accept this.

Chapter 5

Since my conversation with my mother that night, I finally understood her feelings for me completely, and I became even more determined to make her life better. Therefore, after completing my major courses, I added other subjects to my curriculum, and I could be seen in the school library all day long. Several friends on xyezw.com exclaimed, "Feiyu's changed! He's not even going after girls anymore!" Actually, it wasn't a change of heart; it was just that I couldn't betray my mother's deep love. I had to make her feel secure—that's a man's pride.

Strangely enough, when a person has a goal, they're incredibly motivated. In the remaining six months, I finished my graduation thesis in just two months. On the eve of graduation, while my classmates were busy looking for jobs, I remained buried in my books. I knew my mother had sold all of my father's remaining shares and now had around 50 million yuan in cash. Even just sitting back and living off the interest, she could live happily ever after. But I didn't think that way. I wanted to make money work for me, to give my mother a better life than she had now. Otherwise, I would feel that everything I enjoyed was thanks to my father.

Now that I've set my goal, I need to find a way to achieve it. In today's society, nothing is impossible; it's just a matter of imagination. As long as you have a good idea and start-up capital, making money is easy. Now I have the start-up capital; my mother said I can decide how to use it. Now all I need is a good idea.

To find this idea, I started paying attention to all aspects of life, hoping to find inspiration. Because I was so engrossed, I even reduced my sexual intimacy with my mother, which made her a little unhappy. However, after I explained the reasons to her, she was relieved. To her, I am both her son and her husband. I think it's always a good thing to be ambitious, although she doesn't expect me to achieve anything great. She just hopes that after graduation, I can go to a new place and marry me, and that would be enough for her.

So she started taking better care of herself, going to the beauty salon more often, and even bringing out all my photos to watch, saying she's learning how to satisfy my various needs in the future. Seeing my mother's actions strengthened my resolve to work hard.

One day, while browsing the internet at home, I saw a news item: online games have become one of the top ten most profitable industries in China. Suddenly, I felt like I had found what I had been searching for: "That's it! Why don't I start an online game company? The registered capital doesn't need to be too much. I can hire a few knowledgeable people to design a game engine, fix the common problems of other online games in my own game, add a unique Chinese cultural background, and then advertise it well. It would be hard for no one to stop playing!" Thinking it, I immediately started writing my first business plan. It took me a whole day to finish it, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief because I knew the future was no longer so uncertain. As long as I further refined the plan, I would definitely achieve my goal. I excitedly thought, "Mom, just wait, I'll definitely make you my woman completely."

I put down what I was doing and checked the time; it was already past 10 p.m. I went outside to find my mom. She was making me a late-night snack. Since she was getting ready for bed, she had changed into her pajamas—a thin lace nightgown. Through the pajamas, I could see a small pink thong underneath. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her beautiful breasts were peeking out from under the nightgown, making them even more alluring. Hearing me come in, my mom turned around: "Son, are you done? Have something to eat!"

"Mom, you're so beautiful!" I said, taking her sandwich with one hand and putting my arm around her waist with the other.

"Is it pretty? I bought it especially for you, just for you to see!" My mom said playfully, like a mischievous little girl. I lifted my mom's nightgown to take a closer look at the pink, semi-transparent thong. It was so small, held up only by a ribbon on both sides, covering only the important parts in the middle. Thick pubic hair peeked out from the edge of the thong, and I couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke it.

“Mom, I really like your pubic hair here, it’s so pretty and sexy.” As I spoke, I slipped my hand inside her panties, my palm pressed against her vulva, stroking her pubic hair.

“Mom, your hair is so soft, it feels so good to touch.” I rubbed my middle finger back and forth along her cleft.

“Mmm… ah… Yu… eat first… eat until you’re full… then I’ll give you… I’ll give you… we haven’t made love in so long, tonight… I want you…”

“Mom, what about you? Are you full?”

“Mom has eaten, but… Mom still wants to eat…” I handed my mother the sandwich I had only taken a few bites of.

“No, I don’t want to eat this, I want… I want to eat… yours…” Mom said softly, then reached out and grasped my erect penis.

“Mom… okay, let me lick your pussy first.” I put down the sandwich, picked up my mother, and let her sit on the counter.

I lowered my head and approached my mother’s vulva, which was already overflowing with vaginal fluid. Without taking off her panties, I began to lick her vulva through that thin layer.

“Oh… um… honey… darling… good…” I pulled down her pink panties and stuck my tongue into my mother’s labia.

“Ah… um… brother… little husband… Mom feels so… so good… go in… go in a little more…” A stream of white, lustful fluid gushed out, and I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed it.

“Mom, your pussy smells so good, it tastes so good.”

“Eat… dear son… eat Mom’s pussy.” Mom comfortably tilted her head back, held my head in her hands, and stroked my hair, looking completely absorbed.

“I want… Mom wants… Mom wants your… big cock…”

I immediately put my mother’s legs on my shoulders, held my penis, and pressed it against my mother’s vulva, but I didn’t immediately insert it, just kept rubbing it at the entrance.

“Yu… you’re so naughty… you’re teasing Mom again… hurry… hurry and insert it…” I gently thrust, and my thick penis went all the way into my mother’s vagina.

"Ah...so thick...so good...good husband...good husband...Mom's pussy...so satisfying..." I slowly thrust in and out, making Mom moan and groan. After a while, I picked Mom up, my penis still inside her vagina.

"Good son...where are you...taking Mom there?...Ah...like this...so good..." I had Mom cling to me, and as we walked towards the bathroom, I thrust in and out.

"Good son...this move of yours...is so good..." Mom moaned all the way. When we got to the bathroom, I put Mom down and pulled out my penis.

"No...you're bad...why did you stop...Mom was feeling so good..."

"Mom. It's been so long since we took a bath together. Let's have a bath together tonight." Saying that, I turned on the hot water and helped her into the bathtub. I first told her to put her head on the edge of the tub and then spread her legs so I could squat down in the middle and wash her carefully. Her labia minora were still engorged with blood, a deep red, and erect. Strands of vaginal fluid seeped from her vagina, accumulating in the pouch where the labia minora met at the base of her vulva. I squeezed out some feminine wash, lathered it with my palms, and applied it to her vulva. First, I used my fingers to pull apart her labia minora, cleaning away the filth hidden in the crease. Then, I pinched and stroked the clitoral hood, letting the pink clitoris peek out. I gently stroked the slippery, round head of her clitoris, and she instantly felt a surge of pleasure, her eyes narrowing and her

body going limp. "Ah...oh...Yu'er...no...ah...uh...huff...ah..." My mother's face grew increasingly flushed, and she breathed heavily. Her vulva was overflowing with vaginal fluid, filling the entire bathroom with a rich, feminine scent in addition to the smell of soap. The two aromas mingled together, filling the entire bathroom.

"Alright... Yu'er, ah... you've been washing Mom's body for so long, it's already very clean... you don't need to scrub Mom's body anymore..." Mom said breathlessly, stroking my head.

"Oh... okay!" I removed my hands from Mom's vulva, which had been caressing her body, and rinsed the foam off our bodies with the bidet. After rinsing, Mom's skin was flushed pink from the warm water. A naked woman who had just taken a bath, exuding a fragrance, was an irresistible temptation for any man. I stared intently at Mom's naked body.

"Yu'er, here we go again, why do you keep staring at Mom's body? You're drooling!" Mom said shyly, but she didn't reject my gaze at all, looking like she was ready to be taken.

"I can't help it, Mom, your body is so beautiful. Every time I see you, I can't help but look at you a few more times. Only then can I feel satisfied."

"You silly girl, always saying nice things. Come on, carry Mom to the room!" As she spoke, Mom wrapped her arms around my neck.

How could I refuse a beautiful woman's command? I bent down, picked up my mother horizontally, and carried her to the room. Although she was 168cm tall, I felt nothing in her arms; her body was as supple as if boneless. I couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "What a beauty!"

Once in the room, I gently placed my mother on the bed, rolled over, and pressed myself against her, my penis tentatively probing the entrance of her vagina. I lightly poked her clitoris from time to time, and gradually, my mother began to writhe, her breath coming in soft gasps. I knew she wanted it! Then I straightened up, lifted my mother's lower body, and quickly slid my penis into her wet vagina, slowly thrusting in and out. My mother then asked me to lift her up, wrapping her arms around my neck, and we began to play in this position!

Because she was supporting my upper body with her hands, my hands were free to caress her breasts, which amplified my pleasure. I thrust in and out while enjoying those breasts, so rare among East Asians—truly a great pleasure in life.

"Mmm...mmm...so good...Yu...you're playing with me...so good...oh...I'll only...let you...play with me from now on...mmm...mmm...uh...mmm...uh...mmm...so good...so good...it's so great...I'm so happy...oh...oh...uh..."

She moaned as she enjoyed my big cock, uttering these lewd words. Hearing her say that, I believe any man would feel great, and I was no exception! My hips thrust even faster, making her feel incredibly good! My big cock went in and out of her pussy, making a squelching sound, and the collision of our bodies made a "slap slap slap" sound. Her weak moans and lewd words filled the entire bedroom with a sensual atmosphere!

"Ah...ah...so good...faster...faster...yes...I'm almost there...uh...uh...yes...that's it...faster...oh...oh...ah...ah...I'm going to come...I...can't take it anymore..."

A tremor and rapid vaginal spasms told me that she had reached orgasm. I felt as if my entire penis was immersed in hot water, so hot that my whole body trembled. Deep inside my mother's vagina, it felt like a lump of flesh tightly wrapped around my glans, sucking at my urethra, as if trying to draw out all my semen. I couldn't hold back any longer and finally ejaculated my thick semen into my mother's uterus.

After our lovemaking, we rested in each other's arms on the bed. I told my mother about my plan. She didn't react much, only saying, "Yu'er, if you want to do it, do it. Mom supports you. As soon as you graduate from university, I will fulfill my promise. I only ask that you love me."

Hearing my mother's heartfelt confession, I couldn't help but feel pity. Such a beautiful woman had given her whole life to me; how could I not try my best? Thinking this, I unconsciously hugged my mother even tighter. We, mother and son, fell into a deep sleep after enjoying our passion.

Chapter Six:

Time flies, and half a year has quickly passed. Today is the day of my thesis defense. On this day, the professors at xyezw.com became the objects of private criticism among my buddies. I'd heard that this time of year was usually a money-making opportunity for professors; many students who had already found jobs, lacking time for their dissertation defenses, would shower the professors with gifts, hoping they'd get away with it. But I had no such plans. These past few months of buried in books hadn't been for nothing.

"Feiyu!" a voice called out.

My buddies watched me with the eyes of martyrs on their way to execution, one even humming, "The wind howls, the examination hall is cold, the hero departs, how desolate." Damn… I calmly walked into the examination hall. Behind a long table sat three professors, with a chair in front. "Damn," I cursed under my breath. It was practically an interrogation room. Anyone with a weak heart would have collapsed in fear.

The professor in the middle picked up my thesis: "Feiyu, your thesis proposes a concept: using drugs to stimulate human skin and accelerate its recovery cycle. Please explain the specific effects of this drug!"

"Damn it, old geezer. Didn't I write all that in the thesis?!" I cursed inwardly. But since the old man asked, I had to give him face: "In modern society, people are busier with work and lack physical exercise, leading to a decline in physical fitness. This results in a slower skin metabolism, often causing even a small wound to leave a scar, which is a serious problem for women who care about their appearance. My drug, by incorporating various plant ingredients, will effectively change this situation..." I rambled on for nearly thirty minutes. The professors exchanged glances: "Feiyu, you can go back now. Your defense results will be out in a week."

When another student sat in my previous seat and began to be "interrogated," I knew my last task in university was complete. As for the grade—who knows, who cares? Everyone's living for the moment. Anyway, I knew I'd pass.

However, I didn't make this up. I actually conducted experiments to prove its effectiveness. And I had my own purpose, though not the grand, righteous thing I told the professor. I just thought that if my mother became my slave, there would be a protective measure to help her recover quickly. With this drug, hehe, it would be much faster, and I wouldn't have to worry about injury. Everyone knows SM is very harmful to women's bodies. As for the formula, I already gave it to a pharmaceutical company. This company is a subsidiary of my father's enterprise. Because of my father's influence, they manufactured some for me. After clinical trials, the results were excellent, and they immediately bought the patent for the drug, giving me 30 million.

I knew this drug could bring them even more profit. I only made one request: I had to use it for free every month. I also had priority rights when new products were released. Seeing the huge future returns, they quickly agreed. After signing the contract, I brought back the first 10 bottles.

During the week I waited for my graduation certificates, my mother and I were busy selling off our fixed assets, especially the villa, because it held so many sweet memories for us. Although we had to sell it, we hoped to find a good owner who would cherish it, as we might come back to visit in the future and didn't want it to be a ruin.

Meanwhile, in SY city, where we decided to settle, we also used the internet to find a villa through a local real estate company. Price wasn't an issue; we had about 70 or 80 million yuan, enough to buy any house we wanted. The key was that it had to be quiet, safe, and in a good neighborhood.

At the same time, I registered my internet company, Feilong Internet Co., Ltd., with a registered capital of 10 million yuan. The approval process was easy; these days, you can start a company with just one yuan, let alone 10 million. The main problem was getting through to the Ministry of Culture and Publicity. China has very strict regulations on the cultural market, and those in charge are mainly government officials, each one arrogant and unyielding, refusing to stamp my documents. Since I had just graduated and didn't have many connections, I was powerless against these bigwigs. Later, it was my mother who pulled some strings and found a few acquaintances to get it done, spending nearly 50,000 to 60,000 yuan just to get her fed. Those acquaintances said that without connections, even if you were rich, you couldn't get in. Speechless—I jokingly called my mother a "good wife" because of this, and treated her well in bed. Finally, the day of departure arrived. The day after receiving my graduation certificate, I boarded a plane to SY (Shanghai). At the airport, facing numerous relatives and friends seeing us off, my mother tightly grasped my hand, sobbing uncontrollably. After boarding the plane, she hugged me tightly, weeping in my arms.

I gently wrapped my arms around her slender waist, feeling the trembling from her body, and my heart overflowed with tenderness. Such a beautiful woman, for me, was willing to give up everything she had to accompany me to a strange city to start a new life. It was clear that she considered me her everything, entrusting all her joys and sorrows to me. I must not let her down.

Soon, the plane landed in SY. Outside the airport, the car from the pre-arranged real estate company was waiting for us, ready to take us to our new home. After a half-hour drive from the airport, the car stopped in front of a villa.

Standing in front of the villa, I discovered it was a seaside house with a clever overall design. The entire building blended seamlessly into its surroundings; it wasn't visible from the beach, but the second-floor balcony offered unobstructed sea views. The beauty of the scenery was undeniable. There was only a narrow path leading to the road in front of the villa, preventing cars from easily accessing it and minimizing disturbance. The only drawback was the lack of a swimming pool. The real estate agent explained that with the beach right in front, there was no need for an indoor pool. Thinking about it, that made sense; we could add one later. My

mother and I were very satisfied with the house and immediately paid the full amount by check. After the agent left, my mother and

I exchanged a glance and hugged tightly. We knew we had our own home in this city. After settling into our accommodation, the next day we each went our separate ways. I looked for an office and recruited talent, while my mother went to buy household necessities and renovate the house.

My consistent belief is that a good workspace is essential for good work efficiency, so I found the most expensive and largest office building in SY city. I hired someone to mark out the work area as my future work location. After that, I went to the job market. As the saying goes, "a hero needs three helpers," and besides, I'm not a computer professional, so of course I needed to hire people. At the job market, I set up a spot, put up a sign—"Feilong Network Company"—and got some forms and letters of intent from the staff. Then I started waiting patiently. Because I looked relatively young (just graduated from university) and the company name was unfamiliar, I was practically ignored. But I wasn't afraid, because I knew that big companies had a rule: they required a bachelor's degree to get in. Those without that were eliminated, and those who didn't were my targets, because I believed that education didn't equal ability. My requirements were very low. Regardless of education level, as long as they had the ability, I would take them.

After a while, four people came in, three men and one woman. "Excuse me, what kind of people are you looking for?" the girl asked. I looked up at her; she was about 160cm tall, with fair skin and a decent appearance. The other three men were all around 173cm. They all exuded youthful energy.

"What are your educational backgrounds?"

"Don't you not require educational qualifications here?"

"I'm just asking!"

"We're all from ** College. My name is Xiaoxue, I study business management; Xiaoguo studies software programming; Xiaojin studies art; and Xiaohu studies network systems engineering."

"Okay, please answer three questions. First: What do you think of the current state

of online games in China?" "I've played a few. I think the quality of online games in China is uneven, and most are imported from abroad without their own unique features. Some even have rough graphics." Xiaojin spoke.

"Moreover, some online games are poorly managed and riddled with bugs." Xiaoguo chimed in: "Okay, second: What kind of online game do you envision? Ladies, please answer first." I started with the girls because I wanted someone with an understanding of online games.

Xiaoxue looked at me somewhat awkwardly, apparently not a gamer: "From a business management perspective, current online games suffer from poor management, harming players' interests. Therefore, I believe the quality of an online game depends on its management."

"Only games without bugs are good games," Xiaoguo said succinctly.

"A good game needs good graphics, especially to attract domestic players, so the game needs to have Chinese characteristics." Xiao Jin's expertise seemed quite good.

"A good online game needs a good server to run, but currently, the development of the internet in our country is not very balanced. Therefore, I think it needs a good network system to support it in order to operate normally," Xiao Hu added at the end.

"Damn, I've struck gold! They all have unique ideas!" I was secretly pleased.

"One last question, if I hire you, what are your salary expectations?"

It seemed that I had stumped them with this question, as they couldn't answer for a moment.

"Since it's a new company, I can't offer you too much salary." As I spoke, I quickly scribbled on four letters of intent. "If you have no objections, please sign this and come to the company tomorrow to officially sign the contract."

They took the letters of intent and exclaimed, "4000?"

I nodded: "Yes, that's all we have for now. We'll increase it as the company develops. How about it? Do you agree?"

They looked at each other, and without saying a word, took out pens and wrote their names.

“Okay, now let’s go see the company, get the project proposal, and then you can start working. Go back and prepare your work plans for the company.”

I led them to hail two taxis (sorry, I don’t own a car) and took them to the office building. They were once again amazed by the office space, which further strengthened their confidence. Before leaving, holding the project proposal I had written, they asked, “Boss, we have a few friends who haven’t found jobs either. Can you introduce them to me tomorrow?”

“No problem. Anyone you think can help the company is welcome. You can interview them for me. Bring the ones you think are suitable, but there will be a probationary period, and the salary will be 2000 less. Ask them if they’re willing. Of course, it will increase after they become full-time. You guys don’t have a probationary period. I trust my judgment.”

“Okay,” the four nodded affirmatively. From their eyes, I realized I hadn’t made a mistake, and I felt a surge of secret joy.

Before they got in the car, I added, "Go buy a phone, the company will reimburse the cost. Also, don't call me boss anymore, just call me Brother Yu, I'm not that much older than you."

"Hey, Brother Yu," Xiaoxue called sweetly, then giggled as she got into the car, sticking her head out to wave goodbye. Xiaojin and the others also shook hands with me goodbye, and watching their departing figures, I felt full of confidence in the company's future.

Chapter Seven

Two days after signing the contract, Xiaoxue and Xiaojin brought three classmates: Xiaoyi, Xiaoli, and Zerong. xyezw.com They came to the company together. After the interviews, I signed contracts with them according to the originally agreed terms. From then on, my company's core team was basically established. Based on their different majors, their division of labor was also different, but all were departments where they could utilize their strengths.

Xiaoxue managed the company's daily office affairs, Xiaojin and Xiaoguo jointly managed the company's technical department, Xiaohu managed the customer service department, and Xiaoli assisted Xiaoyi and Zerong in managing the market development department. I was responsible for other matters.

After the company's basic personnel structure was finalized, we held Feilong Company's first meeting on the day the company's renovation was completed. At the meeting, we reached a consensus on the company's future: to build the company into the largest online game company in Z country. The general direction of the games was also decided, themed around Chinese martial arts and mythology novels, and an RPG format.

After determining the company's direction, I handed things over to Xiao Jin and the others. As for me, of course, I went home to see my dear mother. To my shame, since coming to sy, I've neglected her because of my own things. I've left her busy at home, and now that most of the work is done, it's time to make it up to her.

Back home, my mother happily took me to see the newly renovated villa. The first floor was the living room, and the second floor was the resting area. It was clear that my mother had put a lot of effort into the second floor, with a large bathroom and a comfortable room. The third-floor balcony was filled with flowers. There was also an outrageously large glass tank in the yard, which I found strange. I asked my mother if it was a fish tank. She laughed and said this was to replace the swimming pool, so I could swim at home in the future. Mom went to great lengths! Finally, there was a basement, but Mom said it was for storing odds and ends, so she wouldn't touch it. She just called someone to divide the basement into several rooms.

Seeing how neatly Mom had kept the house organized, it was clear she was exhausted from working on our little family. A hint of fatigue occasionally showed on her face.

"Mom, you've been through so much, let me make it up to you." Sitting in the room, I hugged my mother and said apologetically. "You still remember me? I've been waiting for you for days." My mother snuggled into my arms. Her charming, girlish appearance ignited the desire that had been building up for days.

I lowered my head and gently kissed my mother's lips, then again, but this time much harder, and my mother quickly responded. My mother wrapped her arms around my neck and probed with her tongue. My hand slid down and kneaded my mother's breasts through her clothes. Her breasts hardened instantly, and her nipples stood erect. I kissed my mother forcefully, while my hands continued to knead her full breasts. My mother's tongue swirled passionately in my mouth, encouraging me to be bolder. I unbuttoned my mother's clothes, and my mother's hand lingered suggestively on my groin.

My mother's bra was the kind that fastened from the front, and I easily unhooked it, revealing her firm, mature breasts. My penis began to swell again. When my mother grasped my penis this time, it was so engorged that she could barely hold it. She gently grasped my penis, stroking it up and down.

I lowered my hand, pressing it against my mother's right breast, and took her nipple into my mouth, gently biting it. My mother moaned, quickening her stroking of my penis. My lips greedily licked and sucked between my mother's breasts, but my hands quietly pulled down my mother's skirt and lace panties. My mother's inner thighs were completely soaked, constantly flowing with lustful fluid due to subconscious pleasure.

I pulled off my mother's shorts and threw them far away, bringing my head between my mother's legs to admire my mother's beautiful, naked vulva. My tongue parted her pubic hair, gently flicking the cleft. As my tongue and lips moved back and forth in her creamy cleft, my mother's moans grew louder. I probed my mother's vagina with my tongue, licking her inner walls forcefully. My mother's back arched, her head bobbing back and forth, appearing extremely confused and infatuated. My mouth greedily sucked the lustful fluid flowing from my mother's vulva, my tongue mimicking the thrusting motion like a small phallus. She lifted her hips so that my tongue could taste more deeply.

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