My Love Story with My Mother (7th Edition)

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I had just finished breakfast when my aunt arrived. Speaking of my aunt, she's a notorious loudmouth. She has a very loud voice, is anything but gentle, and is also a notorious shrew with a terrible temper. Nobody dares to bully her.

But she was very good to my mother and me. You could say that thanks to her care, we, an orphan and a widow, were never bullied.

Although my aunt and mother are sisters, they look completely different. Their faces are somewhat similar, though. Because they are sisters, my aunt has a large bust. If she were as thin as my mother, she would probably be a beautiful mature woman. Unfortunately, my aunt has a big appetite and is extremely overweight. At over 160 cm tall and weighing over 170 kg, she's a complete fat woman.

Even though I understand matters between men and women, I really have absolutely no feelings for my aunt.

To put it bluntly, even if my aunt were completely naked, I wouldn't have any sexual desire for her.

I'm getting off-topic. My aunt came to help out at my family clinic, so my mom took me shopping.

When we walk outside, my mom always holds my arm. I'm 15 years old now and almost 175 cm tall, taller than her. I'm a big boy now, so I don't feel small standing next to her at all.

When I put my hands in my pockets, my mother will link her arm with mine; if I don't put my hands in my pockets, she will hold my hand, and we'll walk down the street like a couple. It's not inappropriate for a mother to hold or link her arm with her son; on the contrary, it shows great intimacy.

Walking down the street, many men glanced at my mother. Leaving aside her beautiful face, her ample breasts alone attracted countless men's attention. However, the men either openly stared from afar or glanced at her from the corner of their eyes. Today, my mother wore a high-necked coat, covering her completely, but her large breasts made the coat bulge at the chest. And since she was wearing high heels, her body swayed as she walked, causing her breasts to sway quite noticeably under her clothes; you could even see the slight ripples of her breasts through the fabric.

Fortunately, my mother has gotten used to this kind of gaze.

At this moment, I had my hands in my pockets, and my mother was holding my arm. As we walked, I occasionally felt my mother's breasts bump against my arm. They were so soft and elastic. At this moment, my penis involuntarily became slightly erect, but I forcefully suppressed it.

The guilt I had just felt towards my mother at the clinic was instantly dispelled by the friction of her breast against my side, making me even more excited for the evening.

My mom dresses rather maturely. If she dressed younger and wore more makeup, people might mistake us for a couple.

Waiter: "Hello, what would you like to order?"

My mother led me into a sportswear store, where the sales clerk greeted us with a sweet smile.

Mom: "Pick a tracksuit for my son..."

The mother stood at the door and said to the waiter. The waiter replied, "Ah...Auntie, you look so young...I really can't tell you're mother and son..."

Upon hearing my mother's words, the waitress was taken aback. Her gaze swept back and forth between the two of us, filled with disbelief. Finally, realizing her lapse in composure, she quickly bowed and said something.

Mom: "Thank you for the compliment..."

I started picking out sportswear, and finally I found a set I liked. Just as I was about to pick it up, I suddenly saw the price tag. It cost over a thousand yuan, which would take my mother countless days to earn.

I quickly withdrew my outstretched hand. Mom said, "Get a size 4 of this tracksuit and let my son try it on..."

Just as I was about to give up, my mother came over, glanced at the price, and pointed to the tracksuit, saying to the salesperson.

The waiter immediately scurried off to find the clothes; after all, this was a sales target, so it would be strange if he wasn't eager to help.

Me: "Mom, this tracksuit is too expensive..."

At this moment, I couldn't help but show a troubled expression. Although I really liked this sportswear brand, the price was a bit too much for me to accept.

Mom: "As long as you like it, that's fine. I can afford the price..." Soon, I was pushed into the changing room by my mom. I changed my clothes and came out. To be honest, I really like this tracksuit. After all, I'm still young and of course I love to look good. I really love this tracksuit.

My mother came over and straightened my clothes. Then she stood in front of me, looking me up and down with a satisfied smile on her face. The waiter next to her kept praising me.

Mom: "Our son is getting more and more handsome. Okay, this is the outfit. Wear it directly. Please wrap up the old clothes for us..."

As a result, my mother insisted on buying me this tracksuit. That's just how my mother is; she doesn't care how much money she spends on me, but she's very stingy with herself.

Me: "Mom, why don't you buy yourself an outfit too?"

As I walked out of the sports store, I couldn't help but say to my mother.

Mom: "I'm not buying any more, I have enough clothes..."

After hearing what I said, my mother shook her head and took my arm.

Me: "No, you have to buy it, otherwise I'll return this outfit..." I said to my mother, standing still, no matter how much she pulled me.

Mom: "Okay, fine, Mom will go buy it, but what kind of clothes you buy is entirely up to Mom..."

My mother couldn't pull me away, and in the end she could only sigh and say, but her tone was still full of emotion and tenderness.

After walking for a while, my mother led me into a very small clothing store, which was not a brand store at all.

After going inside, Mom started picking out clothes. However, she didn't look at the clothes at all; instead, she looked at the price first and then the style. Mom spent a very long time picking out clothes.

The clothes that were reasonably priced, Mom didn't find any styles she liked, and the clothes that she did like were too expensive. In fact, even the most expensive clothes in the store were less than a third of the price of my sportswear, but Mom just wouldn't choose any, and even the sales clerk next to her was getting a little impatient.

Mom: "Where's the changing room...?"

After a long time, Mom finally picked out one or two pieces of clothing: a jacket and a tank top. Then Mom said to the sales clerk.

Guided by the sales clerk, Mom went into the changing room. I waited outside, looking at my sportswear, and felt a pang of sadness. Mom's two outfits, the jacket and the tank top, cost 120 yuan and 35 yuan respectively, and together they didn't even cost as much as a pair of my shoes.

Just as I was feeling touched and sad, my mother came out. The moment I saw her, my sadness vanished. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she stood in front of the mirror.

Mom was wearing that little tank top, with two thin straps hanging on her smooth shoulders. The tank top was tight-fitting, and although it wasn't small, it couldn't hide her voluptuous figure at all.

The mother's full breasts were full of life at this moment. The suspenders were blue striped, and the outline of the mother's two breasts could be clearly seen. Most importantly, there was a deep cleavage between the mother's breasts, which was snow-white and deep.

On both sides of the shoulder straps, you can also see the bra straps for the mother, which are made of transparent plastic.

I could clearly see the outline of my mother's bra through the straps. Her two full breasts were tightly held in place by the cups, but because her breasts were so big, the flesh still peeked out from the edges of the cups.

Mom stood in front of the mirror, turning left and right repeatedly, looking at her tank top. Occasionally, she would puff out her chest a few times to make her breasts appear fuller. Below her breasts was her lower abdomen. After all, Mom had given birth, so there was still some extra fat on her lower abdomen, but not much, and it wasn't noticeable. Instead, it added to her mature charm.
Mom: "Let's take these two..."

After trying on the jacket, Mom said something to the sales clerk, and then went into the fitting room to change.

At that moment, the mother did not notice that her son was standing frozen at the door, almost bleeding from his nose.

This was a women's clothing store, so no men came in. The shop owner, my mother, and I were all there. My mother was focused on trying on clothes, and the sales assistant was focused on explaining them to her, so neither of them noticed my awkwardness. I don't know how long it had been since I'd seen my mother wear a tank top. Although it was a very normal garment, the impact it had on me was unparalleled. Am I a uniform fetishist?

I felt hot all over, and my groin area was wet again. My penis was secreting fluid again, and the outside wind made my groin area feel cool...

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