Teacher Mom

My mother, Zhang Jie, is a middle school teacher. She's young and beautiful. She used to be a gymnast, but because she grew too tall and sprouted, she had to become a physical education teacher. She met my father at the sports school, and they both came to this school to teach.
My mother's favorite thing to wear is black stockings. She often wears them to class with a short skirt. My mother has large breasts, making her figure appear curvaceous, which is probably the object of many students' masturbation. I know many students secretly look at my mother's underwear with small mirrors, and some even pretend to ask questions while peeking at her large breasts. But how could they compare to my good fortune? My mother often takes off her stockings and underwear and throws them in the laundry basket, then leaves them there after showering so I can pick them up and smell them.
My mother often wears perfume on her feet, so her feet never smell, and neither do her underwear.
My parents' relationship isn't actually very good; in fact, they're on the verge of divorce. My father had an affair, and that woman was keeping him as a mistress. She used her power to get him transferred to a job in another city, so he was rarely home, and my mother was left alone with me. I never thought about having sex with my mother because I'm not a pervert. It was just that my mother had a ladylike body, and I happened to like that. But later, everything slowly changed.
That night, I couldn't sleep because my mother hadn't showered, so I didn't have any stockings or underwear to relieve my pent-up desire. I couldn't sleep at all, tossing and turning, wanting to release but unable to. Finally, I decided to go to my mother's bedroom and steal her underwear to relieve my pent-up desire. I tiptoed to the living room, crouched down in front of my mother's bedroom door, and faintly heard the sound of an electric motor. I was startled. Was my mother masturbating? I carefully crouched down, listening to the sounds from my mother's room. Along with the motor sound, there were also a few faint moans; my mother seemed to be trying her best to suppress the noise. I didn't dare think about whether Mom was masturbating or watching porn, but I knew she was a normal woman. Dad didn't care about her anymore, so she had to take care of herself. That's what I naively thought at the time.
The next day, I quickly figured out how to spy on Mom. My room and Mom's room were separated by one room, but the wardrobe in that room was connected to the wall of Mom's room. I quickly bought a camera online and used the money I had saved over the years to buy a GoPro. I secretly drilled a small hole in the wall, then went to Mom's room, put the camera there, and controlled it with my phone from the other side of the wall. The next day, after Mom finished showering, she told me to shower, then told me to go to bed early before going back to my room. I quickly checked my treasure chest, and sure enough, it contained Mom's underwear and stockings. I showered first, then secretly took Mom's underwear and ran to my room to hide. I was very worried, afraid that Mom would find out. I finally waited until 12 o'clock. I secretly ran out with Mom's underwear, and sure enough, the familiar moaning sound came as expected. I quickly turned on the camera and started watching and recording at the same time. I nervously opened the camera and saw the scene I had dreamed of. My mother was indeed masturbating.
She found a stool, took out the sex toy she had bought, and was even wearing black stockings and her toenails were painted red. She was thrusting into her vagina again and again. The sex toy could not only be inserted into her vagina but also stimulate her anus. The repeated stimulation finally became too much for her. She picked up the water she had prepared and drank it down in one gulp. Then she turned the power up to the maximum, and her whole body began to convulse. After the convulsions stopped, she slowly pulled out the toy, and a jet of water shot out. She fell backward.
My mother stopped masturbating, and I began to ejaculate. I kept smelling my mother's panties and watching her masturbate. My erect penis, seeing my mother ejaculate, also ejaculated without hesitation, spurting out wave after wave. I almost fell over. As I slowly came to my senses from the afterglow of my orgasm... I noticed Mom struggling to take out her phone and take pictures of her genitals and breasts. Was she trying to keep a memento or send them to someone? I needed to thoroughly check her phone.
Although I study in a small town, the internet allows me to better understand the world. I secretly opened my computer, packaged a virus, and planned to jailbreak Mom's phone the next day to see what she was up to.
Saturday finally arrived, and Mom and I were both very relaxed. Because we had both released our stress the night before, we slept in very late. "
Mom, can I play with your phone?"
"You brat, don't you have one too?" "
I'll upgrade it for you; you don't understand these things anyway."
Mom loves me very much. She uses a 5s herself, but bought me an iPhone 6. Of course, I love my mom very much, but I had a vague feeling that she was suffering a lot.
After getting the phone, I jailbroken it for Mom, installed the virus, and then returned the phone to her.
Mom took the phone and looked at me with a smile. "Good son, you know how to care for your mother." After saying that, Mom seemed to have an unspeakable pain in her heart. Seeing the melancholy in her smile, I suddenly hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear, "Mom, I'll always be on your side, I'll always love you!" Mom hugged me tightly too, "Baby, you're all I have.
Besides Dad, who else does Mom have?"
Back in my room, I turned on the computer and started organizing Mom's information—WeChat chat logs and photos.
I waited for the data to load, then went out to chat with Mom. I knew she was lonely.
I discovered Mom's secret.
Dad had stopped talking to Mom when I was in elementary school. Back then, Mom was very lonely and started an affair with one of her students. That student was the principal's son. He also noticed Mom's physical loneliness and deliberately seduced her. At first, he asked Mom to tutor him, then he raped her. Mom was initially very angry, but later she forgave him and contacted him again, offering oral sex while tutoring him. When his parents weren't home, Mom had sex with him. My mother's cloud storage account contained many explicit photos of them together. Just then, my mother pushed the door open and said, "What are you doing, baby? Come with me to buy some things." She leaned over to look at my laptop. I had already switched back to normal mode. I quickly agreed, changed my clothes, and went shopping with her. But as I looked at my mother's breasts, all I could think of was her giving blowjobs to other men, her mouth sucking on other men's penises. "Mom, I want you to suck on mine too."
That evening, when we got home, my mother proudly counted the things she had bought. Looking at her, I suddenly remembered that once she hadn't gone to tutor that boy for two weeks, and when she went back, she pulled down his pants at the door, sniffing and inhaling, very eagerly, and then took his penis into her mouth, holding it tightly and swallowing rapidly.
My mother took off her shoes and kept rubbing her feet. I knew her feet were tired from walking for a long time.
"Mom, let me massage your feet."
My mother looked at me with surprise. I tried my best to avoid letting her see the lust in my eyes, because her stockinged feet were so alluring. "
Let me massage you, Mom," I
said happily. "My darling son knows how to care for his mother now. I'll go get some perfume to put on, otherwise it'll smell too bad."
I nodded quickly and followed her to her room. As soon as I entered the room, I saw where my mother was spraying perfume, and I saw the place where my mother and her lover were making love. Watching my mother applying perfume to her legs and feet, I suddenly felt an urge to rape her. After applying the perfume, my mother smiled at me and lay down on the bed. I quickly went over to massage her.
As I massaged her, I thought about all the lewd things my mother had done. My little brother suddenly got hard, and my mother, exhausted, immediately fell asleep. I gently massaged her calves and arches, and she let out satisfied moans in her sleep. My little brother grew even bigger, pressing against her stockinged legs. I remembered how she used to give me footjobs and how she would squirt, and I felt a strong urge to take out my penis and masturbate. But I restrained myself. I gave my mother a full-body massage, and she quickly fell asleep. I poured her some water and put it aside. When I went back to the room, I looked at my mother. She was still so beautiful. My
mother has always been a woman with a strong sex drive. She probably married my father largely because of his sexual prowess. Now that he ignores her and doesn't come home, she naturally needs a man to comfort her. Luckily, a student could satisfy her without any consequences. So be it. Thinking about how hard my mother had worked, I went over, kissed her forehead, and whispered in her ear, "Mom, sleep peacefully. I'm here for you."
Back in my room, I continued looking at the materials I'd gotten from Mom. A username and password in her notes intrigued me; my intuition told me it was a password lock for a diary app. I remotely accessed Mom's phone, found the app, logged in, and saw her diary.
The diary recorded Mom's heartbreak upon discovering Dad's infidelity, how she could only secretly buy masturbation toys for fear of being discovered, and her fear when forced into it, culminating in her eventual enjoyment. Mom kept saying in her diary that she regretted it because she was afraid I'd find out; she loved me very much. Mom said she discovered my masturbation and wanted to ask Dad to tell me to stop, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. So she went to her lover for advice. Her lover told Mom to put her underwear and stockings in the laundry basket, tempting me to take them, so she could control how often I masturbated by putting the underwear in the basket. Mom was so thoughtful! It turned out this was Mom's reward for me; I felt much happier.

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