Teacher mother was played

My name is Zhao Xiaofan, I'm 17 years old, and a sophomore in high school. This is the peak of puberty, and I have a strange longing for sex. However, because my high school is in my hometown, my parents keep a close eye on me every day, leaving me no chance to meet girls, let alone date.

My father's name is Zhao Zhigang, he's 41 years old, and he's a salesman for a small building materials company in my hometown. He's a tough salesman; to meet sales targets, he spends most of the year traveling to surrounding cities.

My mother's name is Zhang Jiayi, she's a 39-year-old middle school math teacher, 171 cm tall, and probably weighs 115 kg. She weighs around 150 pounds, and her hair is shoulder-length, neither too long nor too short.

My mother is very beautiful, with a noble air about her, especially her long, alluring legs. She loves wearing stockings and high heels, which I find irresistible. The only downside is that her breasts aren't particularly large, probably somewhere between a B and C cup. Although not huge, they are firm and haven't sagged at all after giving birth to me.

Because I was afraid to date and couldn't interact with other men, the only woman I interacted with most was my mother. At first, I only thought she was beautiful; I didn't fantasize about her or develop a mother complex. Then one day, something happened that completely changed my life.

"Xiao Fan, tomorrow's Sunday, any plans? Want to hang out?" Zhang Yanchao asked me.

"No plans. My parents are going to visit relatives in the countryside tomorrow. I'm not going; I'll be more comfortable at home. Do you have any good plans?" I replied.

Zhang Yanchao's eyes lit up. "Then why don't we go to your house to play computer games? Nobody's home anyway. My mom's too strict; she won't let me touch the computer." "No problem. My parents leave around 8 am tomorrow, so you can come to my house at 9 am tomorrow," I said.

"It's settled then. I'll tell my mom I'm going to your house to study. Don't let it slip if she asks," Zhang Yanchao said.

Zhang Yanchao was my high school classmate. Although he wasn't a good student and spent his days fighting with local thugs, we were in the same class in junior high, and he always took good care of me, always standing up for me when I was bullied.

This time, I made a simple appointment with Zhang Yanchao to hang out, but it unexpectedly opened Pandora's box of my peculiar fetish.

The next day, Zhang Yanchao arrived at my house as promised. He walked through every room, not forgetting to mock me: "Xiao Fan, your house is really shabby. Two bedrooms and a living room is too small, and there's practically nothing there. Only this computer is somewhat acceptable to me." "My parents have ordinary jobs. Unlike your family, your dad's a bureau chief, and your mom runs a chain supermarket. We can't compare," I said.

"Even if my family is rich, I'm not happy. My parents are like tigers, always yelling at me. Unlike your mom, so gentle. When we were in junior high, all the students liked Teacher Zhang; they said she was the gentlest teacher. Enough talk, let's play games." Zhang Yanchao and I started playing games, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye. We were both tired. Zhang Yanchao suddenly said to me mysteriously, "Have you ever watched Japanese adult films?" I said, "Huh? What kind?" Zhang Yanchao: "Oh, you know, porn." I said, "No, I haven't." Afraid of being looked down upon, I quickly added, "But I've read erotic novels." He said, "You little brat, what's the point of erotic novels? It's just your imagination. I have a website, I'll show you today." To be honest, I wanted to object at the time, because I've always had excellent grades and a very introverted personality. In the eyes of teachers and classmates, I'm a good student. Subconsciously, I felt that this kind of thing was wrong and shouldn't be done.

But for some reason, the words of objection that were about to come out of my mouth were swallowed back, and curiosity took over.

In just a few minutes, Zhang Yanchao found a video and started watching it online. It was my first time watching porn, and I was irresistibly attracted. Zhang Yanchao glanced at me sideways, smiled knowingly, and said,

"This is just the beginning; it'll get even better later."

So, we watched porn for an hour. My penis remained hard the whole time, feeling incredibly uncomfortable. I forced myself to stop watching and said to Zhang Yanchao, "You watch, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." Then I went to the bedroom.

In my dream, I was entangled with a woman. I couldn't see her face clearly, I could only touch and kiss her, but she was sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes within reach. I drifted in and out of sleep for an unknown amount of time before finally waking up, but my penis was still rock hard.

I sleepily came out of the bedroom and saw Zhang Yanchao sitting at the computer, still watching porn. But his hand was moving under the computer, and since his back was to me, I couldn't see what he was doing. Curious,

I walked over to see what he was doing, and as I got closer, I suddenly gasped in surprise—what was that guy holding?

It looked like a woman's bra, red. This guy was using the two bra pieces to cover his penis and was masturbating.

My gaze shifted upwards, and I was shocked again. This guy had a flesh-colored stocking in his mouth and was sniffing it intensely.

I was stunned for about five seconds before finally snapping out of my shock and stammering, "What are you doing?" Zhang Yanchao was startled. "Why didn't you make a sound? You scared me to death!" Then he took the stocking out of his mouth, stopped what he was doing, and said awkwardly, "I...I didn't do anything. I was just watching porn and I was getting really frustrated, so I was just letting off some steam, hehe." "Where did you get that?" "Uh...I found it in your mom's bedroom. Don't be angry, I didn't mean to, I just couldn't control myself while watching porn." "You...you...you actually used my mom's bra and stockings to masturbate, you...you pervert!" "What do you mean, pervert?" "You're such a pervert! You have such a beautiful mother right next to you, and you do absolutely nothing. If you don't dare do anything to her, at least you could use her underwear to masturbate. Judging from your expression, you've never tried it before. Seriously, try it, it feels amazing." "Get lost, you pervert. I don't want to talk to you anymore, just leave." Zhang Yanchao, hearing my words, knew I was truly angry and shook his head helplessly, saying, "Okay, Xiaofan, don't be angry. I apologize. I'll leave now. Please don't tell Teacher Zhang about this. She's close to my mother. If she tells my mother, I'm finished. Please." I turned my head away, ignoring him. In the end, Zhang Yanchao could only sigh helplessly and leave.

After Zhang Yanchao left, I stood there stunned for a long time, unable to accept what had happened. Finally, I shook my head to stop thinking about it.

I glanced down and saw that my mother's bra and stockings were still on the chair. I needed to hurry up and tidy them up; if my mother came back and saw them, I'd be in deep trouble.

I picked up my mother's stockings and bra. The moment I touched them, a strange feeling washed over me. I unconsciously touched the stockings, then the bra. They felt pretty good. Was masturbating with these things really that pleasurable? As if

possessed, I pulled down my pants and, imitating Zhang Yanchao, grabbed the bra and covered my penis.

"Ah~,"

I couldn't help but groan. This feeling was truly different. I masturbated a dozen more times, almost ejaculating. Then I suddenly realized what I was doing and quickly stopped, staring blankly at the bra in my hands. "What am I doing? This is my mother's bra!" I thought. A strong sense of guilt and remorse washed over me. Distracted,

I put the bra and stockings back in my mother's closet and went back to my bed, drifting off to sleep again.

This time, my dream wasn't about being with a strange woman; it was about masturbating with my mother's bra and stockings. The dream felt so real, so tense, so exciting, and so guilt-ridden.

I don't know how long I slept, but a sudden noise woke me up. When I looked up, it was already dark. I went out of my bedroom and saw my mother's bedroom light was on and the door was open, so I went over.

When I reached the bedroom door, I couldn't believe my eyes. My mother was only wearing flesh-colored stockings and a black bra, her back to me. The stockings hugged her round buttocks, and her waist was

perfectly toned. Just then, she unhooked her bra, and noticing my approach, she turned around without any suspicion. Her breasts were completely exposed before me. The two dark red nipples seemed to be playfully winking at me. My first thought was, "Are these the breasts I used to suckle?"

Why don't I remember them at all?

I don't remember ever facing my mother so directly, almost naked, before. But only today, after a crack was pried open in the Pandora's box of my heart, did I begin to look at her with appreciation. She was so beautiful, her body so sexy. I even had sinful thoughts, wanting to pounce on her and caress her body, but ultimately reason prevailed over desire.

My mother didn't notice my strange gaze. While taking off her stockings, she said, "Xiao Fan, Mom's been drinking, a little tipsy. Order takeout for yourself tonight. I'll take a shower and go to bed. Don't lock the door. Your dad and Uncle Wang went out drinking; they'll be back tonight." Without waiting for my reply, she put on her pajamas, took a pair of underwear from the closet, and went to the bathroom to shower.

I stood there, stunned, my mind still filled with the image of my mother's naked body.

I couldn't understand why I felt this way about my mother today, something I hadn't experienced before. Could it be that today's events had truly caused a psychological breakthrough?

Just then, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. An image involuntarily flashed through my mind: my mother showering naked. I had never longed to see her naked body as much as I did then, and my penis had never yearned for release like this

. No, I needed to release. Suddenly, I saw my mother's stockings and bra, which she had just taken off. My eyes lit up. I didn't care about anything else; I just wanted to have some pleasure, just this once.

I pounced on my mother's stockings and bra like a wolf.

I picked up the bra and sniffed it deeply. There was a faint body odor. I licked it; it tasted salty, probably from my mother's sweat. As I licked, I wondered if this counted as actually sucking on my mother's breasts. With this thought, I licked the area where the nipples touched several times, as if I were really sucking on my mother's nipples.

Next, I imitated Zhang Yanchao's actions, covering my penis with the bra and then holding the stockings to my mouth. My mother's stockings even had a natural fragrance, except for a slightly sour smell at the toes, but it was this smell that I could

n't resist. While smelling the stockings, I used my mother's bra to stroke my penis, and unconsciously began to fantasize about my mother's naked body, imagining that the woman I was entwined with in my dreams was my mother. The stimulation was so intense that I couldn't help but ejaculate in less than a minute. Luckily, I hadn't lost my mind yet; I quickly took off the bra, bit the stockings in my mouth, and ejaculated streams of semen onto the floor.

After ejaculating, I felt completely exhausted; I had never masturbated so satisfyingly before.

My father didn't come home until late at night, and the sound of the door opening woke me up. Perhaps too many things had happened that day; I tossed and turned for over half an hour, unable to fall asleep.

Sigh, I'll go to the bathroom.

Afraid of disturbing my parents' sleep, I didn't turn on the light and tiptoed to the bathroom. As I passed my parents' bedroom, I heard sounds coming from inside.

Are Dad and Mom still awake? I stood at the door listening intently.

"Honey, it feels so good, kiss me, mmm~ your penis is hard." "Wife, don't touch me, don't touch me, you'll ejaculate if you touch me. I'm going to go in, do you want me to fuck you?" "Yes, hurry up and fuck me, it's been so long since you fucked me, you have to fuck me a lot today." "Wife, is it good? Is my penis big?" "Mmm~ mmm~, good~ big~, mmm~ ah~ ah~, husband, harder, fuck me harder, ah~ ah~" "Wife, your breasts are so beautiful, your legs are so sexy, your moaning is so beautiful, I can't hold back anymore." "No, husband, fuck me a little longer, mmm~ mmm~" "I can't take it anymore, wife, I'm going to cum, ah~~" "Wife, I'm sorry, I came so quickly again, I might be under too much pressure lately, I'll go see a doctor sometime." "It's okay, husband, it feels great, don't put pressure on yourself." "But old "Honey, people say sex is the most important part of marriage. I'm not good at it, you're suffering so much." "Look at what you're saying, I'm not a slut, does it have to be really pleasurable to have sex?" "But you're so beautiful and sexy, there must be someone eyeing you. Rongxing and Liu Qiang even said I'm lucky to have such a beautiful wife today, and they advised me to come home quickly, lest I leave you alone in the house, or I'll get cuckolded. Honey, you'll find someone else, won't you?" "Get lost, what are you thinking? Wang Rongxing and Liu Qiang are just making fun of you, don't listen to their nonsense. Go wash up and go to bed." I knew my parents were going to have to clean up the mess, so I quickly ran back to my bedroom, lay on the bed and started fantasizing about my parents having sex. I really wanted to see my mother having sex, just hearing the sounds outside the door made me burning with desire.

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, fantasizing about my mother's naked body, imagining her breasts swaying as she was penetrated. Dad said Mom's legs were beautiful; I wondered if she was wearing stockings when she was being penetrated. If she was, what a breathtaking sight it would be—like the women in porn movies, equally wanton and enjoying themselves?

But Dad seemed to be lacking in that area, unable to satisfy Mom, which was a real pity.

Just then, I heard the living room light turn on, and footsteps—it was Mom.

I suddenly sat up. I desperately wanted to see Mom, to see what she looked like after being penetrated.

I pretended to be sleepy and went outside. Opening the door, I saw Mom sitting on the sofa, wearing a red silk knee-length nightgown, her hair a little messy, one leg on the coffee table, applying lotion or something. I immediately saw her panties—white mesh panties with some dark patches on them.

Mom was wearing such sexy panties! It was worth coming out; otherwise, I would have missed this opportunity to feast my eyes.

Just then, Mom saw me come out but didn't seem to notice. She continued what she was doing and asked, "Xiaofan, what's wrong?

Did Mom wake you up?"

"No, Mom, I just needed to go to the bathroom. What are you doing so late?" "It's nothing, I couldn't sleep, so I got up to sit for a while. Go to the bathroom and go to sleep, you have to get up early for class tomorrow." I blurted out, "Mom, your legs are so white and long." As soon as I said it, I regretted it and wanted to slap myself.

Mom was taken aback, then smiled helplessly and said, "You little rascal, what kind of son compliments his mother's white legs? It's normal for him to compliment his mother's looks." "Of course I'm beautiful too. I just saw you wiping your legs and that's why I said that." "Alright, stop joking around. Go to the bathroom and then go to sleep." "Okay!" Sometimes the way things develop is really strange. If you don't pay attention to something, you won't notice things related to it. But once you start paying attention, everything related to it will follow. I don't know if it's because you didn't pay much attention before, or if it's a deliberate arrangement by God after seeing your thoughts.

Just like today, Zhang Yanchao's act of masturbating with my mother's bra and stockings opened a crack in Pandora's box in my heart. Then came my mother's naked body, my masturbation with her stockings and bra, and the sound of my parents making love—one thing after another rushed over me. My Pandora's box was being pried open wider and wider, and the demon lurking in my heart was slowly showing its head. Those scarlet eyes were staring at me, as if saying: Forget about mother and son, forget about incest, throw everything away and enjoy yourself.

Chapter 2

"Mom, I'm home from school."

I shouted,

"Change your clothes and eat, then go rest quickly, you have your monthly exam this afternoon!" Mom came out of the kitchen.

Mom was wearing pajamas, her breasts were quite perky, and she was clearly wearing a bra. Her legs were covered in brown stockings.

My eyes lingered on Mom for two seconds before I quickly looked away, but I was secretly pleased. Mom wore black stockings yesterday, but she changed the color today. I could find an opportunity to masturbate with the stockings she had taken off. Just thinking about how Mom's scent still lingered on the stockings made me hard.

More than a month had passed since I first masturbated with Mom's stockings and bra. Now I completely ignored the fact that she was my mother, and only treated her as the object of my sexual fantasies. Masturbating with Mom's underwear had become second nature, without a trace of guilt, only pure pleasure.

"Xiao Fan, you don't need to come home after school tonight. Go straight to your Uncle Wang's house. It's his birthday today, and he's having dinner at his house tonight, inviting our family and your Uncle Liu's family. Your Aunt Wang is away on a business trip, so your dad and I will go there early. I'll help prepare a few dishes, so we won't wait for you," Mom said while eating. "

Okay, Mom, I'll take a taxi straight there after school."

Uncle Wang is Wang Rongxing, a tall man over 1.8 meters, quite handsome. He's a small contractor in our county. Dad met him last year through an introduction, and since then, he's been using building materials from Dad's company, which has greatly helped Dad improve his sales performance. Mom and Dad are very grateful.

Uncle Liu is Liu Qiang. My dad met him through Wang Rongxing. He's the head of the Quality Supervision Station of our county's Urban Construction Bureau. Compared to Uncle Wang, this guy is like night and day. He's probably less than 1.7 meters tall, with small, squinting eyes all the time, wearing glasses thicker than a glass. He's not even forty, but his face is full of wrinkles, looking prematurely aged. His hair is naturally curly, and he's balding. In short, just looking at his face, he's a sleazy old man under forty.

We got out of high school late, and when I arrived at Uncle Wang's house that evening, they were already drinking. There were five of them: Uncle Wang, my dad, my mom, Uncle Liu, and his wife. Uncle Wang's child was studying in high school in another city, and Uncle Liu's family didn't seem to have brought their child.

"Xiao Fan, come sit down, hurry up and eat. We old guys didn't wait for you and started eating. Anyway, you don't drink," Uncle Wang said.

"It's okay, Uncle Wang,"

I said.

"How old is Xiao Fan this year?"

Uncle Wang asked.

"Seventeen," I said.

"Tsk tsk, Old Zhao, your son will be a handsome young man in the future. Luckily, he doesn't look like you, but like my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law is so beautiful, if

he looks like her, he'll definitely be good-looking," Uncle Wang said. "Rongxing, stop joking. My sister-in-law isn't as beautiful as you say, but I completely agree that my son is handsome," Mom chimed in.

"Old Wang, Brother Zhao, we can't compare to your good fortune, but you're much better off than me. Your wife's temperament is top-notch. But look at my wife, I don't even want to take her out," Uncle Liu said, pointing at his wife, his eyes lecherously fixed on Mom's face as if making a comparison.

"Liu Qiang, you heartless bastard! How can I not take her out? I may not be as pretty as Jia Ying, but you're not being as mean as you," Aunt Liu said.

"Hahaha, stop talking nonsense. The child is right here. Come on, let's have a drink," Dad said, trying to smooth things over.

I finished eating quickly and went to play on the computer. Uncle Wang's computer was in the living room, not far from their dining table, so I could hear their conversation while I was playing. As they drank more and more, they started to talk more and more recklessly, especially Uncle Wang, who kept clinking glasses with Mom, praising her beauty with honeyed words, and occasionally telling a few dirty jokes, making Mom blush.

Uncle Liu, perhaps because his wife was there, was relatively reserved and mostly drank with Dad.

As they were drinking, Dad's phone rang. He answered, "Hello, Mr. Zhang, what's up?" "Oh, okay, which restaurant?" "Oh, okay, I'll be there in ten minutes." After hanging up, Dad said, "I can't drink anymore. Something came up at the company. A big client from XX city is here, and the boss wants me to accompany him to receive him and try to close the deal. How about we call it a day?" "How can we do that? We're having a great time. Brother Zhao, you go ahead, we'll drink and wait for you," Uncle Wang said.

"I don't know when we'll be done. After drinking, we'll have to go to a karaoke bar, and maybe even a bathhouse," Dad said.

"Didn't you say you didn't know? Here's what we'll do: we'll wait for you to finish your meal. If there's no second round, you can come back. If there is, just let us know, and we won't wait for you anymore, we'll just call it a day," Uncle Wang said.

"Okay, I'll go now. Don't let your sister-in-law drink too much; her alcohol tolerance is nothing compared to yours," Dad said.

"Alright, alright, I know. You go now and come back quickly," Uncle Wang said.

So, Dad left first, I continued playing on the computer, and Mom continued drinking with them. Around eleven o'clock, I heard Uncle Wang say, "Xiao Fan, your mom's drunk. Your dad hasn't called yet. The first round of dinner probably isn't over. I'll help your mom to the bedroom to sleep first, then your Uncle Liu and I will continue drinking and wait for your dad. You can play on the computer first, and if you get sleepy, you can go in and sleep. I'll call you when your dad arrives." I turned around and saw that Mom was indeed drunk and had fallen asleep on the table. Looking at the others, Aunt Liu also seemed drunk and was also slumped over the table. Uncle Liu wasn't slumped over the table, but he was nodding frequently, his head down, not far from falling asleep.

"Okay, Uncle Wang,"

I said.

At this moment, Uncle Wang stood up, walked to Mom's side, put his hand under her armpit, and helped her up.

Mom was wearing a black dress today, with a V-neck. While not exactly low-cut or deep V, her cleavage was still subtly revealed when she bent over slightly. She

wore the same brown stockings I'd seen at noon, and black peep-toe heels.

Mom had been sitting and eating, so I hadn't noticed her outfit. Now, seeing it, it was incredibly sexy—almost tempting!

While I was glancing at Mom's body out of the corner of my eye, Uncle Wang had already helped her up and was leading her to the bedroom.

Wait, why did Uncle Wang's hand seem to be on Mom's chest, seemingly caressing it intentionally? Was it accidental, or deliberate? The thought of Uncle Wang deliberately touching Mom's chest actually excited me a little.

Would Uncle Wang do something inappropriate after leading Mom to the bedroom? The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I planned to sneak a peek if Uncle Wang didn't come out for a while.

Unfortunately, less than half a minute later, Uncle Wang emerged from the bedroom.

"Xiao Fan, your mother is asleep, don't worry,"

Uncle Wang said.

Just then, Uncle Wang's phone rang. He answered and heard the man say, "Brother Zhao, what's going on over there? Are you coming back? We've been waiting for you." "Went to karaoke again? Okay, we won't wait for you then, that's it for tonight. By the way, your wife's had a bit too much to drink and is asleep, what should we do?" "Qiangzi's wife's also drunk, she can't even take care of herself, let alone expect her to take your wife home. Don't dream about it. How about this, let your wife and Xiaofan sleep at my place tonight. Come over whenever you're done entertaining guests." "Pick them up. Call me when it's time, and I'll open the door for you." "Okay, let's do it that way. Don't worry, Xiao Fan is all grown up, can't he take good care of his sister-in-law?" After hanging up the phone, Uncle Wang said, "Qiangzi, wake up, stop drinking. You and your sister-in-law should go home quickly. Your sister-in-law and Xiao Fan are waiting here for Brother Zhao to come and pick them up." After seeing Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu off, Uncle Wang said to me, "Xiao Fan, you heard what I just said.

Stop playing on the computer, it's almost 12 o'clock, go to sleep quickly." "Oh, okay, Uncle Wang," I said.

I went into the bedroom and turned on the light. I saw my mother lying on the bed, only her high heels were off. She was lying on her back, sleeping, with one leg straight on the bed and the other leg bent and propped up on the bed. Her hands were crossed on her lower abdomen.

I thought to myself, even when my mother is sleeping, she is so conscious of her image.

I looked at my mother's stockinged feet and couldn't help but smell them. This was the first time I had directly smelled my mother's stockinged feet. They were really delicious. I really wanted to take out my penis and masturbate while smelling my mother's feet.

Unfortunately, I didn't have the courage. Partly, I was afraid my mother would wake up, and partly, I was afraid Uncle Wang would come in and see.

I lingered for a while longer, then turned off the light and climbed into bed.

I don't know how long I slept, but I vaguely heard someone breathing heavily. Opening my eyes, I saw the bedroom door was open. In the light from the living room light, I saw someone on top of my mother, supporting themselves on the bed, gently kissing her lips.

I was instantly wide awake. Was I dreaming? I pinched my thigh; it hurt. It wasn't a dream.

I held my breath and looked closely. Wasn't that Uncle Wang? That's right, my mother had drunk too much, and we slept in Uncle Wang's bedroom. Had Uncle Wang and my mother gotten together?

I glanced at my mother again; she didn't react at all. Was she still drunk and unaware that Uncle Wang was taking advantage of her?

My first reaction was anger. Uncle Wang was taking advantage of my mother! I wanted to confront this lecherous old man, but that thought had barely crossed my mind when a strange thrill washed over me.

If I didn't stop him, he would become increasingly daring in his assault on my mother, perhaps even taking off her clothes, or even having sex with her. Wouldn't that be the perfect opportunity for me to see my mother naked up close, or even witness her being violated? I never had such a chance before.

But my mother was so noble and pure, an object of my unwavering defilement—excluding my sexual fantasies, of course. Was I really going to let this lecherous old man violate her like this?

My mind was in turmoil, two conflicting thoughts battling within me.

Just as I was debating whether to stop Uncle Wang, I saw him carefully begin to slowly pull down my mother's skirt from her shoulders.

My heart leaped into my throat. This lecherous old man was finally about to lose control. I wondered what color bra my mother was wearing today.

I hesitated, torn between making a sound and yearning to see my mother's clothes removed, to be able to see her naked body.

When Mom's skirt was pulled down to her lower abdomen, revealing a red, lace-trimmed bra with a front clasp, my lust finally overcame my reason. I tried to keep my breathing steady, not making a sound, anticipating Uncle Wang's next move.

After Uncle Wang removed Mom's skirt and saw her bra, I saw his eyes widen in the light. His hands trembled as they slowly moved towards Mom's breasts, but he still maintained his composure, forming a grasping shape with his hands, gently touching Mom's breasts through the bra.

But listening to Uncle Wang's increasingly heavy breathing, I knew his reason would soon be lost in his growing lust.

Sure enough, Uncle Wang became dissatisfied with simply grasping her breasts through the bra. His face grew increasingly ferocious, and finally, as if making a firm decision, he used his trembling hands to attack Mom's breasts again, carefully unhooking her bra.

I sighed inwardly, "Mom, why did you have to wear a front-opening bra today? Isn't this giving this old lecher the greatest convenience?"

To be honest, I was still conflicted at that moment. On one hand, I hoped my mother would wake up quickly and stop Uncle Wang's actions; on the other hand, I didn't want her to wake up and wanted Uncle Wang to continue.

My inner conflict was ultimately useless. With a crisp, pleasant "snap," my mother's bra opened, revealing her snow-white breasts to Uncle Wang. The two rosy nipples looked like grapes waiting to be tasted.

Uncle Wang's eyes widened, and although my eyes were half-closed, they were also wide open.

Then I heard Uncle Wang mutter to himself in a trembling voice, "Sister-in-law, I've been fantasizing about your breasts all the time. Today I finally see what your breasts look like. They're so beautiful." Uncle Wang gently touched one nipple with his finger, and seeing that my mother didn't react, he gradually grew bolder. He began to gently cover my mother's breasts with both hands. My mother's breasts weren't large, only of medium size, and it was more than enough for Uncle Wang to cover one breast with one hand.

Uncle Wang gently grasped and kneaded them, his face full of enjoyment.

Watching this scene, my hand, hidden under the covers, involuntarily reached for my already erect penis.

Uncle Wang touched it for several minutes, but Mom still didn't react. This emboldened Uncle Wang, and he slowly moved his head closer to Mom's breast.

I was conflicted, nervous, and mostly excited. Was Uncle Wang going to suckle Mom's breast?

Sure enough, when Uncle Wang's head was close to her breast, I saw him slowly stick out his tongue and gently lick Mom's nipple. At this moment, Mom suddenly let out a soft "ooh," which startled Uncle Wang, who quickly got up and tried to run away. I was also terrified and instinctively closed my eyes.

After a few seconds, there was no sound. I opened my eyes and saw Mom still sleeping soundly in the same position. Uncle Wang stood under the bed, staring blankly at Mom, unsure whether to continue.

After a full half minute, Uncle Wang sighed, ultimately daring not to continue intimately touching Mom's skin. But just when I thought he was going to give up, he squatted down, pressed his face against Mom's stockinged feet, and began to inhale deeply, his heavy breathing as if he wanted to absorb every last trace of the scent emanating from her feet into his lungs.

While smelling Mom's beautiful stockinged feet, Uncle Wang pulled down his pajama bottoms and underwear, and began to masturbate.

Because I was lying on the bed, I could only see Uncle Wang's actions as masturbation, but I couldn't see his penis. I wondered to myself, "I wonder how big Uncle Wang's penis is." As

Uncle Wang masturbated, his lust was aroused again, and he began to lick Mom's stockings with renewed courage. He slowly climbed onto the bed, sticking out his tongue and licking from Mom's feet up her legs.

After Uncle Wang climbed onto the bed, I could vaguely see the outline of his penis. Although it was still semi-erect, it was huge, long and thick. It was definitely bigger than my dad's, because I had seen my dad's penis when we took a shower together. It was small and thin. Uncle Wang's penis, even in a semi-erect state, was at least two sizes thicker than my dad's penis and at least 10 centimeters longer. If it were fully erect, it would probably be even more spectacular.

By this time, Uncle Wang had licked all of Mom's legs. He gently bent one of her legs, making both legs bent and supporting them on the bed. Then he slowly lifted Mom's skirt, higher and higher, until it reached her lower abdomen. You could imagine that although she was still wearing stockings, he could see her panties, the outline of her sexy triangle area. The only pity was that I couldn't see what kind of panties she was wearing.

Just as I was feeling regretful, I heard Uncle Wang mutter to himself, "Wearing a thong, sister-in-law, are you a little horny at heart?" He then buried his head between Mom's thighs, deeply inhaling her triangle area, while one hand continued to stroke his penis.

Two minutes passed, and Uncle Wang's penis was fully erect, at least 18 centimeters long, with the glans completely exposed. It seemed Uncle Wang had reached his peak of arousal and was definitely not satisfied with the current actions.

Just as I expected, Uncle Wang returned to his old ways, kneeling beside my mother's breasts and gently licking them while his hand incessantly stroked his penis.

This time, after a while, my mother showed no reaction. Uncle Wang grew bolder, using one hand to stroke his penis and the other to grab one of my mother's breasts and knead it. His mouth went beyond simply licking; he opened it wide and took my mother's nipple entirely into his mouth, sucking deeply.

As Uncle Wang's movements became more vigorous, I heard my mother's breathing become increasingly rapid, until finally she began to moan. My

mother's moans didn't frighten Uncle Wang; instead, they fueled his lust. His mouth movements intensified, making continuous "smacking" sounds.

My senses were already churning wildly, and my hand, hidden under the covers, slipped into my pants, gently stroking my own penis.

Uncle Wang's hands moved faster and faster, and my hands continued their caresses. At this moment, the two men in the room were completely captivated by the nearly naked beauty before them. The older man forgot that this woman was his friend's wife and was no longer afraid; the younger man forgot that this woman was his mother and was no longer conflicted. Both men forgot everything else; their eyes were only on this sexy woman. One looked at her breasts being played with, and the other played with her breasts, both thrusting with all their might.

[The End]

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