Hoping one's son will become a dragon

Su Yuchen woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, perhaps disturbed by the urge to urinate, or perhaps for something else. He got up and headed for the bathroom, passing by his mother Ye Yihui's room. He unconsciously pressed his ear against the door.
"Ah—ah—" Su Yuchen vaguely heard sounds coming from the room.
At seventeen, he knew it was a woman's moaning. Without realizing it, he reached into his underwear, grasped his erect penis, and began to move it up and down.
"Ahhhhh—" As the moans from the room grew louder, his hand moved faster and faster. Finally, a warm stream gushed out. Su Yuchen quickly caught the semen in his hand and ran to the bathroom.
After rinsing his hands, Su Yuchen looked at his sweat-drenched reflection in the mirror, a wave of guilt washing over him. He couldn't help but slap his forehead, "What am I doing—that's your mother!" Exhausted from the intense masturbation, Su Yuchen washed his face, went back to his room, and fell asleep immediately.
"Chenchen, wake up! Breakfast is ready!" Su Yuchen was awakened by his mother's sweet voice. After washing up, he sat down at the table with his mother to eat breakfast.
"How's the sandwich today?"
"Mmm, it's delicious." Looking at his mother's bright smile, Su Yuchen recalled everything from last night, feeling like it was a dream. But he knew it wasn't a dream; the woman's moans were his mother's, the sounds of her masturbating.
"You need to work harder on your exam today."
"Okay!" Hearing the word "exam," Su Yuchen immediately felt irritated.
The observant Ye Yihui noticed her son's impatience but didn't dare say anything, only sighing inwardly.
Her meticulous care for her son wasn't unwarranted indulgence; after all, he was her only support, the last man she could rely on.
Ye Yihui was already forty years old, a time when most women were nearing the end of their lives. But believe it or not, some people are just different. Ye Yihui was a perfect example. She didn't put much effort into skincare, yet at forty, she still looked remarkably beautiful.
Her skin remained firm, her features defined, and her figure graceful. As a language arts teacher, her years of immersion in literature had cultivated a refined and enduring elegance. This charm captivated every man around her, including her son.
What made these men even more eager was that this stunning woman was a widow who had remained single for many years.
After her husband's death, many men pursued her, but Ye Yihui resolutely rejected them all, fearing that remarriage would negatively impact her son, Su Yuchen's, upbringing.
Her son was practically her entire life. Su Yuchen's current situation wasn't so optimistic; his grades had plummeted since starting high school, likely because he poured all his energy into his beloved basketball. This was Ye Yihui's biggest worry, as the college entrance exam was fast approaching.
Ye Yihui and her son arrived at school together, but she didn't dare let him enter the exam hall. After entering the school gate, she went directly to her office. As soon as she sat down, her colleague asked, "Ms. Ye, how did your son do on his exam yesterday?" "It was... alright," Ye Yihui replied perfunctorily.
Indeed, Su Yuchen attended the same high school where Ye Yihui worked—a top-tier, prestigious high school.
Years ago, her son had impressively gained admission to her school, making Ye Yihui incredibly proud.
However, problems arose; perhaps Ye Yihui's reputation at the school placed too much pressure on her son.
In the evening, seeing her son open the door with a dejected face, Ye Yihui knew he hadn't done well on the exam and didn't dare ask any further questions.
Mother and son ate dinner in silence. Su Yuchen got up and went to his room, closing the door behind him. Seeing her son like this, Ye Yihui felt a pang of heartache and shed helpless tears.
Ye Yihui went for a walk alone in the park. She walked for an unknown amount of time before finally calming down. "It seems this is all I can do," Ye Yihui thought to herself.
She picked up her phone and dialed a number: "Sister Meixiang, it's me, Yihui—" Meanwhile, Su Yuchen was venting his post-exam depression. Hearing his mother leave, he immediately went to the bathroom and rummaged through the washing machine for clothes that hadn't yet been washed.
Soon he found his prey—his mother's underwear. He brought the small, thin lace panties to his nose and smelled them. He could faintly smell his mother's body fragrance, mixed with a faint, unusual scent of bodily fluids. "Mom's underwear is getting sexier and sexier." But that wasn't enough for him. He unfolded the panties and saw the stain left from his mother's masturbation in the center; he stuck out his tongue and licked it. His genitals swelled uncomfortably again, and he couldn't help but masturbate.
Although Su Yuchen's grades weren't good, he loved sports, so in other people's eyes he was still quite sunny. Probably no one could imagine him doing such lewd things, let alone having sexual fantasies about his own mother.
But who isn't like that? Many people hide unspeakable desires beneath a dignified exterior—perhaps for a friend's wife, perhaps for their wife's sister, perhaps for a woman they meet on the street.
Perhaps lust for one's mother seems a little more peculiar, but such desires are essentially no different.
Just as Su Yuchen was about to soar to the heavens, the sound of a door opening brought him crashing to the ground. He quickly threw his clothes back into the washing machine, sat on the toilet, and pretended to be using the bathroom. He nervously called out, "Mom, you're back."
"Yes, Chenchen, come out for a moment. Mom has something to discuss with you." Su Yuchen pulled up his pants and went out. "What is it?" He felt a surge of annoyance; he figured his mother was probably going to talk to him about the exams again.
"Let's go out and relax this weekend, you must be tired from the exams." "Ah—" Su Yuchen was surprised. He had made plans to play ball with his classmates this weekend, but then he remembered that it was Mother's Day. "Hmm—okay."
"Mom has a good friend—they happen to have a car, and it's just the two of them, mother and son—so they're coming out with us—" Ye Yihui's expression was a little evasive.
"Hmm—" Su Yuchen was thinking about how to decline his plans with his classmates and didn't notice his mother's subtle reaction.
The next day, the mother and son came downstairs with their simple luggage, and a red car pulled up in front of them.
A woman got out of the driver's seat.
This woman made Su Yuchen's eyes light up. He knew that no woman other than his mother had ever made him feel this way before.
Su Yuchen carefully looked at the woman. She should be about the same age as his mother, but she was even a little taller than his tall mother, probably around 1.70 meters. Compared to his mother's sharp features, this woman's face was much rounder.
She was dressed very smartly, wearing a black tank top under a short-sleeved sheer shawl, white tight shorts, and black flat shoes. This woman clearly didn't need high heels to accentuate her height.
Su Yuchen felt the biggest difference between this woman and his mother was that this woman's chest was very ample; even in black clothes, which weren't meant to make her chest appear high, her breasts still looked incredibly full. His mother, on the other hand, appeared more slender and delicate.
Before he knew it, the woman had walked up to Su Yuchen, and he quickly stopped staring.
"Chenchen, this is Aunt Wang. We're so grateful to her for taking us out today." "Aunt Wang—hello." Smelling the woman's rich fragrance, Su Yuchen felt a little nervous.
"Hello, hello, Chenchen, right? You're exceptionally handsome!" Wang Xiangmei said with a smile.
A young man emerged from beside the beautiful mature woman without Su Yuchen noticing. By the time Su Yuchen noticed him, the man had already walked to his mother's side, opening his arms wide: "Aunt Yihui, long time no see." Su Yuchen felt a pang of sadness watching this man, roughly his own age, embrace his mother. Looking at this well-mannered, unfamiliar peer dressed in a shirt and jeans, wearing glasses, he felt a surge of dislike: "Four-eyed jerk," Su Yuchen muttered to himself.
"Hello, I'm Qi Yu. You must be Aunt Hui's son!"
"Yes, my name is Su Yuchen." Seeing Qi Yu extend his hand, Su Yuchen still shook it in a friendly manner. After all, he was still a well-mannered child.
"Alright, don't be so polite, we're friends now. Come on, get in the car." Wang Xiangmei gestured as they got in. "Come on, Chenchen, sit in the front. Let Auntie get a good look at you, you're such a handsome young man." Su Yuchen blushed at Wang Xiangmei's words and sat in the passenger seat without thinking much of it. Ye Yihui hesitated for a few seconds before getting in at Qi Yu's invitation.
At first, the two women chatted idly, but an hour later, the car fell silent. Once on the highway, Wang Xiangmei, sitting in the front, focused on driving, while Su Yuchen fell asleep.
In this silence, the atmosphere between the two in the back seat became subtle.
Qi Yu gently placed his hand on Ye Yihui's hand. Ye Yihui didn't immediately pull her hand away but frowned, looking at Qi Yu and giving him a wink.
Qi Yu simply smiled, a gentle smile.
Ye Yihui slowly withdrew her hand, picked up her phone, and sent a text message to Qi Yu, "Yu, don't be like this, okay? Your mom's up ahead." Qi Yu
also took out his phone, "My mom doesn't mind, you're still worried about him." Ye Yihui bit her lip when she saw the word "him," unsure how to reply to Qi Yu's message.
"Hui, are you still holding back? You should understand why we're here." "I understand, I understand. But he's my son."
"Okay, Hui, I understand. I was wrong just now, I put too much pressure on you. Relax, okay? Just listen to my mom, it'll be fine." "
Okay—thank you, Yu."
Both of them put away their phones, and the air in the car returned to freezing. Su Yuchen was still asleep, and Ye Yihui and Qi Yu stared blankly at the scenery outside the window. Only Wang Xiangmei in the driver's seat had just looked up from the rearview mirror, a barely perceptible smile appearing on her lips.
Finally, at 3 PM, they arrived at the hotel they had booked. Wang Xiangmei had booked a suite with a living room, two bedrooms, and a bathroom.
Everyone except Su Yuchen was exhausted, so they quickly went to their room to rest. On the way to the room, Su Yuchen realized he was going to share a room with Qi Yu, whom he didn't particularly like, and he felt a little annoyed.
However, to his surprise, he was sharing a room with his mother. He thought that normally, adults would feel it was inappropriate for a mother to share a room with her son, who was so old, but Wang Xiangmei had arranged it without any hesitation. Su Yuchen felt even more favorably disposed towards Aunt Wang.
"Mom, you rest. I'm going for a swim; I haven't exercised all day," Su Yuchen said, putting down his luggage.
"Ah—is there a swimming pool here? You didn't bring your swimming trunks, did you?" "Yes, it's free. Just go buy a pair." Wang Xiangmei appeared at their doorway without them noticing, smiling. "Want to go swimming? Auntie will give you money to buy swimming trunks." "No need, thank you, Auntie. I have my own savings." Su Yuchen said mischievously. "Then Mom, Auntie, I'm off!"
Su Yuchen bought a pair of swimming trunks and went to the swimming pool. The pool was empty, which suited Su Yuchen perfectly. He immediately jumped in and swam for an hour. Just as he was resting by the pool, he saw someone walking towards him.
A woman, a woman wearing a black bikini. Su Yuchen's goggles were wet, so he couldn't see the woman's face clearly at first. But her shapely figure was clearly visible, especially her defined V-line.
Su Yuchen reflexively took off his goggles, and at that moment he was stunned. The woman walking towards him was actually Wang Xiangmei, the woman about the same age as his mother.
Unbeknownst to him, Su Yuchen had already erected a small tent, remaining motionless in the water. Wang Xiangmei smiled and greeted him, saying something. However, Su Yuchen's blood rushed to his lower body, and he couldn't hear her at all.
Wang Xiangmei walked to the pool table next to Su Yuchen, jumped into the water, and swam a few laps before stopping.
"How is it? Auntie's swimsuit is pretty good, isn't it?" Wang Xiangmei teased Su Yuchen.
"Hmm—not bad."
"If your mother could wear one like this, she would look even better, absolutely stunning." Hearing Wang Xiangmei say this, Su Yuchen's mind began to conjure up images of his mother in a bikini, and the tent he had finally managed to lowered erected again, even higher than before.
Wang Xiangmei could tell what Su Yuchen was thinking just by looking at him, and looking into the water, sure enough, he was already aroused. Looking at her bulging crotch, Wang Xiangmei sighed inwardly, "I didn't expect someone so young to have such a size."
"Oh dear, what a little man," Wang Xiangmei teased deliberately. Before Su Yuchen could react, she swam off. "Let's have a race."
By the time Su Yuchen realized Wang Xiangmei had caught him off guard, she had already swum several meters away.
Su Yuchen hurriedly chased after her, but he was still thinking about what had just happened and was somewhat absent-minded, his penis providing considerable resistance.
Even so, he and Wang Xiangmei reached the other side almost simultaneously.
"You're quite the athlete, your mother's worries about you were unnecessary," Wang Xiangmei said, panting.
"Sigh, what can I do? My grades aren't good." After their brief interaction, Su Yuchen already felt quite close to Wang Xiangmei.
"Your grades aren't bad, and with your athletic talent, you'll definitely get into a good university. You have to understand your mother's feelings; we were in the same boat two years ago before my son's college entrance exam." "
I understand, thank you, Auntie."
"Hmm, you're such a sensible child. Let me tell you, I'm very open-minded, or rather, very open-minded. If there's anything you can't tell your mother, just tell me." The two swam for a while longer before returning to their rooms. Ye Yihui and Qi Yu had already rested, and the four of them had dinner together. After dinner, the two mothers and sons took a walk together before going back to their rooms.
Su Yuchen, having exhausted himself swimming, went to bed early, while Ye Yihui read for a while before sleeping.
Around midnight, Su Yuchen woke up inexplicably again and instinctively went to the bathroom. As he passed Wang Xiangmei and Qi Yu's room, he heard that faint sound again.
An uncontrollable desire surged through him. Su Yuchen pressed his ear against the door, "Ah—ah—so comfortable—"
"Auntie—it can't be—she shares a room with her son—could it be—" Sweat beaded on Su Yuchen's forehead, his heart pounding. After all, this kind of scenario was something most people only saw in pornographic films.
For someone who fantasized about his mother, the impact of this was immense. He had to find out for sure. In a moment of inspiration, he suddenly remembered that the balconies of the two rooms were connected.
Su Yuchen tiptoed back to his room, glancing at his sleeping mother as he cautiously approached the balcony.
He walked with trepidation to the window of the balcony next door. A narrow gap in the drawn curtains allowed dim light to filter through.
Driven by curiosity, Su Yuchen disregarded everything else. He cautiously leaned closer and finally heard a faint sound, "Oh—oh—".
He could hardly believe his eyes, even though this was what he had been hoping to see. Dim light shone on a woman's body. The woman caressed her high breasts, shaking her head, twisting her waist, and riding a man. The man's hands gently caressed the woman's waist.
Su Yuchen was already blushing and almost suffocating. The scene was too stimulating for him. Not only was this the first time he had witnessed a man and woman having sex, but this woman had also aroused him physically.
More importantly, the man and woman making love were mother and son.
Su Yuchen was already driven by lust. He pulled down his shorts and frantically rubbed his genitals, trying to soothe his already raging member.
A surge of warm fluid rushed to the tip of his penis. Su Yuchen turned and shot the gushing semen out onto the balcony. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he returned to bed dejectedly.
The air conditioning in the room quickly cooled his body, but his heart remained burning. "That four-eyed guy can be with his mother, so why can't I—no, Mom is different from Aunt Mei—" Su Yuchen tossed and turned for a long time, thinking of a hundred, a thousand ways to get his mother to accept him, but none of them seemed to work. Finally, he struggled and fell asleep.

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