[Sending a small hole from a thousand miles away]

When I heard my mother was coming to Beijing, I was genuinely excited and looking forward to it.

On one hand, being alone with my mother in Beijing without my father around would greatly increase our chances of making love—how exciting! On the other hand, I really wanted to spend more time with my mother and see what fun things Beijing had to offer.

Time passed day by day. Besides military training, I spent my time eating or playing on my phone in the dorm. My three roommates all had computers, but I didn't have one. I should have bought one, since my major is related to art and design, and I constantly need to use computer software for production and design. The first month of university was all military training, with no classes, so the problem hadn't become apparent yet. However, after the National Day holiday, I'd officially start studying, and a computer would be essential.

So I called my mother and asked her about buying a computer. She agreed without hesitation, fully supporting my studies.

Actually, after buying the computer, I spent most of my time and energy playing computer games or surfing the internet; I rarely used it for studying. My three roommates were in the same situation, but that's another story.

So there's a reason I say I was "taken over" by the university. Sometimes, looking at university from a different perspective, it really is a bit absurd! My mom promised to buy me a computer, and I told her to wait until she came to Beijing for

the National Day holiday, and we'd go to Zhongguancun together to buy it, so someone would pay for it. Before I knew it, the National Day holiday arrived. Everyone at school had left, and my three roommates had all gone home. My mom was taking the 4 AM train on October 1st, arriving around 2 PM that afternoon. She told me to book a hotel in advance, somewhere convenient for getting around.

I checked online, and Qianmen seemed pretty convenient, with plenty of subway and bus lines, and the hotels were relatively cheap. So I booked a hotel near Qianmen. I have to say, it was incredibly crowded during the National Day holiday; several hotels were fully booked. Finally, I booked a room at a mid-sized hotel.

I booked a standard room with a double bed, a bathroom, a TV, and a computer.

Around 1 PM, I arrived at the station to pick up my mom from the train.

After waiting for almost an hour, a little after 2 p.m., Mom's train arrived. I searched for her in the crowd disembarking. There were many people, but I recognized her immediately. She looked beautiful that day, at least to me, a very eye-catching outfit.

She wore a white sheer shawl over a light green floral dress that reached around her knees, with flesh-colored stockings.

Her hair was styled in a bun at the back, giving her a very elegant and graceful look—a timeless beauty, a mature woman's charm! Recognizing her in the crowd, I waved, but she didn't see me. Perhaps there were too many people waiting, and I was inconspicuous. So I called out, "Mom! Mom!"

She must have heard me, looking around before our eyes finally met.

Seeing me, she smiled, waved, and walked towards me.

"I was looking for you! I recognized your voice!"

Mom said with a smile.

"I've been waving at you for ages, and you didn't even look at me!"

I said.

"Oh dear, there were so many people, I really didn't notice,"

Mom said.

"Mom, you look so beautiful today!"

I exclaimed, genuinely praising Mom's dress and stockings.

"Oh? Am I beautiful? It was cold this morning. These days, it's cold in the morning and evening, but hot at noon. I figured I didn't need to bring many clothes, so I just wore this. It's quite convenient,"

Mom said.

"By the way, where's the hotel you booked? How are we going to get there?" "

Oh, it's near Qianmen. Let's take the bus,"

I said.

"Is the bus stop far?"

Mom asked with a hint of worry, as if she was afraid it was too far. I then noticed a slight weariness in her expression.

So I asked my mother, "Mom, what's wrong? Are you tired?"

"Yeah! I've been standing the whole way here. I couldn't get a seat ticket. Oh dear, there are so many people coming to Beijing! I didn't even think of that. I should have bought tickets in advance. I've been standing and standing, my legs are aching!"

My mother explained, and I could sense her exhaustion. I said to her, "Mom, how about we take a taxi?"

"Okay!"

my mother replied.

"When we get to the hotel, I'll give you a massage!"

I said to my mother.

We started waiting for a taxi by the roadside.

"We'll see when we get there. I'm so tired, I just want to find a place to lie down for a while,"

my mother said.

Soon, a taxi stopped in front of us. We got in and arrived at the hotel near Qianmen.

We took the elevator to the 6th floor and went into the third room on the left.

I helped my mother put down her bag.

I said to my mother, "Mom, lie down for a while, I'll give you a massage."

Actually, I had a little ulterior motive. The reason I wanted to massage her wasn't just to relieve her fatigue, but also to get closer to her and take the opportunity to touch her body.

"No need, I'll be fine after lying down for a bit!"

My mother took off her high heels and walked barefoot on the carpet to the bedside.

"It's okay, let me give you a massage."

I continued to promote my massage service to her.

"Whatever."

My mother seemed tired and casually lay down on the bed; she clearly desperately wanted to rest.

"Okay! I guarantee you'll feel good, Mom!"

I assured her confidently.

"Pfft, do you even know how to massage?"

My mother questioned me. Indeed, I rarely massaged her before, which might have made her doubt my skills.

"Absolutely! Massage is simple."

I said confidently

, taking off my shoes and walking to the bedside.

"Mom, turn over, let me massage your back."

Mom nodded and turned over as I asked. I got on the bed, straddled her, and started massaging her back. After

a while, Mom complained, "You call this a massage? The pressure is too light!"

"Huh? Light?"

I increased the pressure, but this time it was probably too much, because Mom said, "Ouch, too heavy! Do you even know how to massage? It hurts so much! I don't need your massage anymore!" She tried to turn over

.

I quickly bent down and hugged her, supporting her arms with my hands and pressing my body against hers to keep her from moving.

However, as soon as I hugged my mother, I smelled her sweet fragrance, a mixture of laundry detergent, skin cream, and her natural body odor. The scent was so alluring that my penis involuntarily became hard. Since I was straddling her buttocks, my hard penis pressed against her soft bottom.

My mother seemed to sense it and said, "Aren't you hard anymore?"

"Yeah, Mom, think about it, how could I not react when I'm hugging such a beautiful woman?"

I said cheekily.

My mother blushed and said, "Tch, you're so naughty! Your mouth is getting more and more wicked, always saying nice things."

My desire to possess her was aroused by her words, so I reached out and hugged her breasts.

It had been a long time since I had touched my mother's breasts. Although it had only been a month, it felt like an eternity. Touching her breasts again now gave me a feeling that was both familiar and strange. Her breasts were soft and supple, and even through her bra, they still had a lot of elasticity.

"What are you doing with your hands! What are you doing with your hands! Why are you still being so naughty?"

Mom blushed again and started to refuse.

I didn't answer and continued to touch her, holding her breasts in my hands. It felt like I was holding the whole world in my hands, giving me a strong sense of satisfaction.

"Annoying~! I knew you had ulterior motives for sending me to Beijing. Now you've exposed yourself."

Mom said.

"What ulterior motives? Isn't it just that I wanted you to see more of Beijing's beautiful scenery?!"

I argued.

"Tch, nonsense! I think you're always thinking about that kind of thing, your mind is full of that kind of thing!"

Mother said disdainfully.

"Isn't that normal? It would be abnormal for a young man like me not to think about that kind of thing!"

I continued to argue.

My mother seemed to agree with me, and her previous arrogance vanished, replaced by a more compliant demeanor. She said, "Then you need to find someone. Don't think I'm being nagging; you can't just stay like this with your mother."

She still seemed worried, but I ignored her. My penis was painfully hard, and all I wanted was my mother's body. Ignoring all other thoughts, I agreed, "Yes, yes, yes! Mom, I promised you, I'll definitely find a girlfriend."

As I spoke, my hand continued to wander, touching her breasts. Then I sat up, lifted her skirt, and saw her wearing flesh-colored stockings. The tight stockings hugged her white thighs, perfectly accentuating their lines. Her lace panties, visible through the semi-transparent material of the stockings, appeared hazy and indistinct, adding to the mystery. My hand unconsciously reached out and touched them, instantly feeling a silky, gritty texture on my fingertips—very sexy. I knew it was the alluring touch of stockings.

"You bad boy!"

my mother sighed softly.

My tone was full of tolerance and affection.

It seemed my promise had relieved some of her stress.

She even started to enjoy my caresses.

"Mom, it seems like it's been a month since we last did it,"

I asked.

My hands continued to roam over her buttocks and thighs, then moved towards her groin, knowing it was a sensitive area.

"Yeah, I guess so,"

she replied casually, seemingly enjoying my touch and appearing somewhat dazed.

After a while, she said, "Did you miss Mom?"

Of course I did, so I replied, "Of course!"

Mom then turned over, facing me directly. I could see her pubic hair peeking through her sheer stockings and semi-transparent lace panties, a dark patch that looked incredibly sexy. My penis hardened, and I felt an urge to rip off her stockings and panties. So I reached out and started to remove her stockings.

Seeing me like this, Mom said, "Jun Jun, no, no, Mom's tired today, I really want to rest for a while."

I comforted her, "Mom, you need to relax when you're tired! I'll be very gentle! It will make you feel very relaxed."

As I spoke, I started to stroke Mom's vulva with my hand. There was a bulge on Mom's lower body, that was Mom's genitals. I touched it, it felt very soft, it must feel like the labia majora and labia minora.

Mom didn't say anything at this time, as if she was feeling my touch with her body.

I reached out to take off my mother's stockings. She didn't refuse or say anything, just stayed there. Seeing that she didn't object, I continued to take off her stockings, pulling them down to her knees. This revealed her lace panties. At this moment, her pubic hair was more clearly visible, and the lace material made her look even more sexy and alluring. I couldn't help but pull a small edge of her panties, revealing her pubic hair and vulva. I hadn't seen my mother's vulva in a long time. I saw that her labia minora were closed, with a little bit of wetness on them, making them look damp. It must have been from my touch earlier. The outer edges of the labia minora were slightly dark, while the inside was pink and tender. Above them was my mother's frenulum, which extended deep into her pubic hair. The clitoris and labia minora formed a small slit, like a small stream flowing with thick honey, very fragrant and alluring, like a bud about to burst.

I was stunned. I quickly pulled down my pants and underwear, revealing my hard penis.

Seeing that I had exposed my penis, my mother understood—this was the start of sex! My mother said to me, "Ugh, you're always making me suffer!"

I chuckled and said to her, "Life is about taking risks! How can you shine if you don't take risks?"

My mother glanced at me and said, "Tch, you always have so many grand principles!"

I didn't reply, just smiled, and, holding my penis, I tried to insert it into my mother's vagina. Since my mother's stockings weren't completely off, only down to her knees, she couldn't spread her legs. So I simply lifted her legs together and held them in my arms. That was fine too; holding my mother's stockinged legs tightly in my hands felt incredibly good. As soon as my penis went in, I felt a warm, wet, tight, squeezing sensation. It felt so good for my penis that I couldn't help but speed up my thrusting. My mother groaned "Ah...ah~" with my thrusting.

Hearing my mother's long-absent moans, my lust was aroused even more. I actually started licking her stockings. Her stockings smelled sweet, probably a mixture of her body odor and laundry detergent. Anyway, the smell was very alluring. I watched as I pulled down a small part of her panties, saw her tempting pubic hair, watched her vagina go in and out of my penis, saw her face gradually turning red, and saw her eyes closed, enjoying the ecstasy. Hearing her wanton moans, my lust was reignited. I didn't care about the dirt anymore and started licking her feet. Licking her feet through the stockings was a unique experience, and it felt really exciting. Her feet didn't have any particular smell. While I was penetrating her vagina, I held her thighs and licked her feet, enjoying the carnal passion that was just between the two of us.

After doing this for a while, I felt unsatisfied, so I lowered my mother's thighs and started taking off her stockings. After removing the stockings, I took off her underwear, so my mother's lower body was completely naked in front of me.

At this time, my mother was still wearing a skirt, but as soon as I lifted the skirt, I could see my mother's lower body.

Very convenient.

I asked my mother to change positions, making her lie face down so I could enter her from behind. She understood, kneeling on the bed and lying face down. I looked at her white, fleshy buttocks, and the alluring little crease between her legs reappeared. Her labia minora were slightly turned outwards, probably from excitement, so they were a little swollen, the two fleshy lips resting on her labia majora, looking incredibly lewd. Seeing this stimulating scene, I couldn't resist any longer. I straightened my penis and thrust it into my mother's vagina. Ah, so good!

This position allowed my penis to penetrate to the very bottom of my mother's vagina, and I felt my body and my mother's body tightly intertwined. It was so stimulating! My mother also let out moans, "Ah! Ah! ~ Hmm~! ... Hmm!"

While supporting my mother's buttocks with my hands, I thrust my penis in and out of her vagina, feeling the squeezing sensation from within. My penis was incredibly sensitive and stimulated.

Just as my excitement reached its peak, and I was about to reach my climax, suddenly, my mother's phone rang. At first, neither my mother nor I paid attention, but the phone kept ringing and ringing, which was really annoying. So my mother gestured for me to stop, and I pulled my penis out of her vagina.

My mother took her bag, found the phone, and saw that it was my father! That's right! It was my father calling. My mother looked at me, and I looked at my mother. We looked at each other for a moment, and then my mother made a "shh"

gesture to me! My mother and I were enjoying our lovemaking when we suddenly received a call from my father. My mother gestured for me to be quiet and answered the phone.

Because the room was very quiet, I could faintly hear my father's voice on the other end of the line.

"Hello, Xiaolin," my father said.

"Yes, are you home?" my mother said into the phone.

Dad didn't answer, but asked Mom, "Why did it take you so long to answer the phone? What were you doing?"

Mom's eyes flickered, as if she had thought of an idea, and she said into the phone, "I'm so tired I can barely get up! I stood all the way from our house to Beijing, I'm exhausted, my legs are killing me! Junjun is taking a shower right now. That's why I didn't answer."

"Ah, it's your fault for not buying tickets in advance, there will definitely be a lot of people during the National Day holiday!" Dad complained.

"Yeah, don't even mention it, there are just too many people. By the way, where are you? Are you home yet?" Mom asked again.

"Yeah, I got home this morning. I noticed you hadn't called me, so I just wanted to check if you were safe,"

Dad said, it seemed he still cared about Mom.

"Oh, did you eat lunch?"

Mom asked with concern, she was always worried about Dad's meals. She was always afraid he wasn't eating well.

"Yes, I ate, I cooked myself some instant noodles," Dad said.

"Why are you eating instant noodles? There's food in the fridge, isn't there? I made it for you before I left, didn't you see?"

"Oh, I can eat anything, I'm not picky!"

"Your stomach, that's how you ruined it,"

Mom complained. Indeed, Dad had stomach problems, which was related to his frequent poor diet.

"Oh, it's okay,"

Dad seemed unconcerned, continuing, "I'm fine too, I'm just glad to know you're in Beijing."

Mom was sitting on the bed, naked from the waist down, her skirt lifted to one side. I don't know where I got the courage, maybe it was the thrill of touching her while she was on the phone with Dad.

So I hugged Mom and started touching her breasts through her skirt and bra, feeling a gentle sensation.

Mom didn't pay attention to me at this point, busy chatting with Dad, they talked about some everyday things.

They were all trivial matters, I won't go into details here.

Seeing that Mom didn't resist, I became even bolder, reaching out to touch Mom's vulva. Mom's vulva was wet at the moment, and when I touched it, it was full of vaginal fluid.

Seeing me touch her genitals, Mom objected, nudging me with her elbow and glaring at me with a frown, indicating that I shouldn't touch her.

At that moment, I was emboldened by lust, my desires already burning. I ignored Mom's expression and her hostility, continuing to touch her genitals. Mom's genitals were so soft, it felt so good to touch. But then, Mom slapped me with her hand, looking very angry. Seeing this, I knew I was in trouble. If she really got angry, I wouldn't be able to play anymore. It seemed I had crossed Mom's line; you can't touch a tiger's backside! I'd better stop! I stopped there, watching Mom, naked from the waist down, make a phone call, which was quite interesting.

A little while later, Mom finished her call and hung up.

As soon as I hung up the phone, Mom angrily said to me, "Are you stupid! Didn't you know you were on the phone? And you were touching me! All you ever do is touch, touch, touch!"

I grinned and apologized, "Mom, I was wrong, I won't do it again.

I just thought it was exciting, that's why I did it."

Mom was still angry and said, "Exciting my foot! If your dad knew, you wouldn't feel excited anymore!"

I continued to apologize, "Yes, yes, Mom, you're right! Can I touch you now?"

But then Mom said, "I'm not in the mood anymore!"

I knew this was bad; was she telling me not to have sex with her?! So I said, "Mom, it's all my fault, I was wrong, okay?"

Seeing my reaction, Mom said, "You really aren't in the mood anymore. Actually, I'm a little tired, my legs are still sore. It was a little uncomfortable when you lifted my legs."

Hearing Mom say this, I felt sorry for her and didn't dare to bother her anymore. After all, she had specially taken a train for several hours to see me, standing the whole time. I had to appreciate her efforts! "Okay, Mom, you should get some rest."

I said to my mother. Strangely enough, seeing how pitiful she looked, I suddenly lost my mood. My penis quickly went soft, and the passion vanished, leaving only a deep love and pity for her.

Mom had really suffered this time! I suddenly remembered that it would be better to buy the train tickets back in advance, so I said to my mother, "Mom, you should get some sleep first. I'll go buy you the train tickets now."

My mother thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay, go ahead. It's better to buy them early, so there won't be any left!"

So I got dressed and went out to the station to buy tickets for my mother.

When I came back, my mother was already asleep. She slept until 6 p.m., and we went out for dinner.

During dinner, my mother called my father again, still worried about what he was eating at home. She told him that if he couldn't eat out, he could go out for a meal. My father said that she didn't need to worry about him and that he would take care of himself.

After dinner, my mom and I went back to the hotel. She slept and felt much better, but said her legs were still a little sore. Seeing her like that, I didn't dare disturb her, and the night passed uneventfully.

The next morning, my mom and I went to Wangfujing and shopped all morning. We had lunch, and my mom suggested we go to Zhongguancun to buy a computer in the afternoon.

I agreed; we were going to buy one sooner or later anyway, so we might as well do it now.

So, my mom and I went to Zhongguancun, browsed around, and finally bought a computer.

I must say, my mom is quite good at bargaining; she managed to get the computer, originally priced at over 5000 yuan, down to around 3000 yuan.

My mom is a real bargaining expert! After buying the computer, my mom and I took a taxi to our school dormitory.

When we arrived, my mom's first impression was that it was messy, the second was that it was dirty, and the third was that it was terrible! "Oh my, look at what you've done! It's like a pigsty!"

Seeing the state of our dorm room, Mom complained.

"Isn't this how all boys' dorms are?"

I reassured her.

"No way! It's all about personal conduct. You guys haven't developed good living habits. That's why it's like this,"

Mom said, adopting her usual lecturing tone.

She seemed quite dissatisfied. She picked up a rag from the cabinet, found a small basin, filled it with water, rinsed the rag, and started wiping the dust in the room, saying, "Now that you're in college, you should cultivate your independence. Clean your dorm room whenever you have time, just like you're at home. If you clean, others will be happy, and that's your contribution."

Mom started giving her own example again.

Seeing Mom start working, I thought she must have been exhausted yesterday, so I wanted her to rest. I said, "Mom, put it down, don't clean anymore. Aren't you tired?"

"Tired of what? A clean room is a pleasure to live in. Look at your place, it's like a pigsty, and you still won't clean it?"

Mom said with a look of disgust.

Seeing her like this, I didn't say anything and let her clean the house while I unpacked my computer and started setting it up.

I placed the computer on my desk, turned it on, and tested it; everything was normal. Then I looked over at my mother and suddenly saw her sticking out her big buttocks, wiping the pipes under the radiator.

Although her skirt reached her knees, it rode up when she stuck out her buttocks, vaguely revealing a glimpse of the allure between her legs. The skirt half-covered her, shyly concealing her sexy buttocks, making my blood boil! What a stimulating scene! My penis immediately became erect.

I approached my mother, looking at her half-covered skirt, really wanting to lift it up and see what was underneath. Thinking this, I reached out and lifted my mother's skirt.

I saw my mother's sexy buttocks peeking out from under her semi-transparent lace panties. Her large, white buttocks were so soft and elastic that I couldn't resist reaching out and pinching them. The smooth, silky feel was incredibly pleasurable! "Hey! Don't do that!"

My mother was diligently wiping the pipes under the radiator when she saw me being so mischievous and said to me.

I wouldn't listen and continued to touch the fleshy part of my mother's buttocks. It felt so smooth and tender that my penis was aroused. I suddenly wanted to make love to my mother, so I suggested, "Mom, let's do it here!"

"Here? Are you crazy?"

My mother stood up, turned around, and looked at me with disbelief.

"Yes, right here, how exciting!"

I said excitedly.

"If the other students see us, it'll be all over, you know?"

My mother warned me, tapping my head with her finger.

"There are no students around, they've all gone home. There are probably hardly any people left in this whole building!"

I said.

That's true. During the National Day holiday, most people went home, and only a few stayed in the dorms, either doing part-time jobs or having other things to do.

In short, there were very few people.

"That won't do! It's too dangerous! It would be awkward if a dorm supervisor came to patrol,"

my mother was still worried.

What she said wasn't unreasonable, and more importantly, every dorm door had a glass window, so people could see inside from the outside. Thinking of this, I went to the dorm door and stuck a piece of paper on the window, thus blocking the view from the outside.

I then locked the dorm door from the inside, so it was 100% safe.

I went back to my mother's side and said, "It's okay now!"

But she insisted, "No, no! What if someone hears us? It's still not okay!"

I pleaded, "Mom, I'll be gentle, I won't make a sound, it'll be alright!"

She said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, you're so carefree."

This time, I ignored her and went straight to hug her, pulling her into my arms. I lowered my head and kissed her neck, but she pushed me away, afraid of making too much noise, and didn't push me too hard.

My hands weren't idle either; I started lifting her skirt and reached for her vulva.

My mother wasn't wearing stockings today, so it felt even more exciting than yesterday. Touching her soft vulva through her sexy lace panties made my penis even harder. My mother tried to push my hands away, not letting me touch her, but I wouldn't listen, still enjoying the pleasure of violating my mother.

I gradually felt my mother's breathing become rapid and forceful. Her hands were less resistant, and at one point they even moved in response to my touch. I felt that my caresses were making her feel good.

Although her body was behaving itself, she was very insistent verbally, saying to me, "Is this okay? Let's not do it anymore, what if someone sees us..."

Before she could finish speaking, I reached out and pulled down her underwear. I squatted down and began to remove her underwear, and that's how I took off her underwear.

When I lifted her skirt again, I saw my mother's proud black forest displayed before my eyes, so alluring, so mysterious, so seductive. I couldn't hold back any longer; my penis was throbbing. I reached down and pulled down my pants, revealing my penis, and aimed it at my mother's vagina…

My mother's dream: Taking off my mother's panties, I saw her tempting vagina. My penis was rock hard. I quickly pulled down my pants and aimed at my mother's vagina. We stood facing each other like that, and I, holding my penis, tried to find my mother's opening.

Perhaps I was too hasty and didn't pay attention to the importance of posture. Although I found my mother's opening and inserted it, I couldn't thrust properly. I have to say, this position was very awkward.

Fortunately, we were close to our dormitory leader's bed, so I carried my mother and moved to his bed. My mother probably knew what I meant; at this moment, she was probably also very aroused by my touching. She no longer resisted but cooperated by moving her body towards the edge of the bed.

I gestured for Mom to sit on the eldest's bed, and she understood and obediently sat down.

I stood by the bed, my hands not idle either, and started lifting Mom's skirt again, exposing her genitals to me once more.

That alluring dark forest was so mysterious and tempting, the dark, oily hair faintly covering her vulva, making her look shy and lovely.

Mom then asked, "Jun Jun, whose bed is this?"

"Our eldest's, why?" I replied.

"It's not very appropriate for us to be here, what if we get it dirty?" Mom said.

Mom's concern wasn't unfounded, but at this moment I was driven by lust and couldn't wait to penetrate her, so I didn't care about anything else and said to Mom, "It's okay, we'll just be careful." The

eldest's bed was quite clean, after all, they had only been staying for a month, and they had brought new blankets and mattresses when they arrived. Even

after I said that, Mom was still worried and told me, "Go get some toilet paper, so you don't get it on someone's bed."

I thought it was too much trouble and said, "Oh, no need, it's fine!"

But Mom insisted, "Hurry up! Go quickly."

Seeing how insistent Mom was, I lost my temper and obediently went to my cabinet and took out my toilet paper.

Mom was relieved and said to me, "That's more like it. Everyone's home for the holidays, and you're the only one in the dorm. If they come back and find anything amiss, they'll come after you!"

I smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes! Mom's right."

Then I used my hands to spread Mom's legs apart, so her vulva was more clearly and openly displayed in front of me. The stream of her vulva was so alluring, her labia minora tightly closed, revealing a pinkish color inside, it was incredibly tempting. My penis became even more erect, eager to penetrate that alluring vulva, so I lifted my penis and thrust it into Mom's vulva.

Suddenly, I felt how warm and slippery my mother's vagina was, and I unconsciously increased the frequency of my thrusts. The moment I penetrated her, my mother let out an "Ah!" But she probably realized that her voice was a bit loud and that people outside the door might hear it, so she immediately lowered her voice and held it in her throat. Seeing my mother like this, I gradually reduced the force of my thrusts and began to thrust gently. My mother kept holding back her voice and didn't make a sound, covering her mouth with her right hand. Seeing my mother like this, and thinking that we were in the school dormitory, I couldn't help but feel extremely excited. I could no longer control my strong lust and began to fuck my mother hard, increasing the force of my thrusts. My mother also felt the intense stimulation at this time. Although she covered her mouth, she still let out a little "Ooh ooh..." sound. My mother probably didn't dare to make a sound and was also trying her best to control herself.

My penis felt the tight grip of my mother's vagina, so tight and squeezing, it felt incredibly good. Every now and then, her vagina would suck my penis deeper inside, and feeling that suction made me feel incredibly lewd, it was so amazing.

We did this for about 10 minutes. Maybe it was because it was the first time we'd done it in this dormitory, it felt so stimulating, or maybe it was because it had been so long since I'd been intimate with my mother, so it felt so good. I felt a surge of heat suddenly rush from my stomach to my glans, I convulsed, yes, I ejaculated! And all of it went into my mother's vagina.

I felt a thick stream of fluid pouring from my urethra into the depths of my mother's vagina.

My mother probably felt my convulsion and asked, "Did you come out?"

I nodded, and my mother continued, "Wait, don't take it out yet, don't let it get on her bedding!"

Saying that, she went to get some toilet paper from the side.

I obediently didn't pull my penis out. My mother tore off some toilet paper to plug my vulva, saying, "Slow down, don't let it leak out," gesturing for me to pull it out.

So I slowly pulled my penis out, only to find it covered in white fluid—a mixture of my mother's vaginal fluid and my semen.

The scene was extremely lewd. Seeing me pull my penis out, my mother quickly plugged her vaginal opening with toilet paper.

While wiping her vaginal opening, she said to me, "Oh dear, I really need to pee! What should I do?"

This was a men's dormitory, so the toilet was obviously a men's toilet; going outside was probably not an option, and my mother probably realized this too.

"Do you need a big or small pee, Mom?" I asked.

"Small," my mother said.

"Then you can pee in the room," I said.

"But what can I use to catch it? I can't pee on the floor," my mother said.

Indeed, I needed to find something to catch it, otherwise it would be too unhygienic.

I thought for a moment, there were plastic bags in the cabinet, I'll use those to catch the pee.

So I said to my mother, "Mom, I have a plastic bag, do you need it?"

My mother nodded and said, "Yes, a plastic bag is fine, here you go."

So I went to the cupboard and took out a plastic bag, handed it to my mother, and she took the plastic bag, then lifted her skirt, turned her back to me, squatted down on the ground, opened the plastic bag, and spread it in front of her genitals, ready to urinate.

I was very curious about what my mother looked like when she urinated; I had never seen her urinate before. Thinking this, I walked in front of my mother, squatted down, and watched her urinate.

When my mother saw me watching her urinate, she immediately blushed and said to me, "What are you looking at! You're watching me urinate!" I only saw a stream of yellow water spurting out from the middle of the stream between my mother's genitals, and some water dripping down my mother's buttocks. Women urinating is not as convenient as men. When men urinate, it usually forms a stream, but when women urinate, it flows out in a pool, wetting their entire genitals. In a short while, the plastic bag was filled with urine.

Watching my mother's yellow urine spurt from her urethra was incredibly stimulating; just watching it made my penis hard again.

My mother finished urinating, squatted down to shake off the urine, then grabbed a piece of toilet paper to wipe her vulva. Holding the plastic bag filled with yellow urine, she said to me, "What should we do with this? Go throw it away!"

I replied, "Okay, I'll throw it away later."

I took the plastic bag, tied it shut, and set it aside. Then I said to my mother, "Mom, lie down."

"Huh? Why?"

My mother was confused. "Lie down!"

I instructed her again. "Okay!"

My mother obediently lay down on the bed. I went over, spread my mother's legs again, squatted down, and brought my head close to her vulva, wanting to lick her vulva, which was covered in the scent of urine.

Seeing me like this, Mom said, "Oh dear, you just peed, it's not dirty!"

I ignored her and licked her vulva. I immediately smelled a faint, sweet, and slightly pungent scent. I knew it was a mixture of Mom's urine and vaginal fluid, which was incredibly stimulating. My penis

unconsciously became even more erect. After licking for a while, I felt how soft Mom's labia were, and the collision of my tongue with hers felt like a French kiss. It was incredibly stimulating. Mom also moaned softly, not daring to make a loud sound. After kissing

Mom's vulva for a while, I felt my penis couldn't take it anymore, so I stood up and wanted to insert it into Mom's vulva again. Seeing this, Mom covered her vaginal opening with her right hand and said to me, "No, that won't do! That'll be twice in a row. You need to be careful!"

This had happened before. Basically, Mom was very careful about this issue, always worried that I would ejaculate too many times and affect my health. I knew Mom was very insistent on this, so I didn't continue. I said to Mom, "Okay, whatever you say, Mother!"

Then I lay down next to Mom.

However, the bed was small, and it was quite cramped for two people to lie down.

After lying with my mother for a while, she suddenly seemed to remember something and said to me, "Oh, right, I forgot something!"

I turned to look at her and asked, "What is it?"

"We didn't use a condom!" my mother said.

I suddenly remembered that too; I was too excited at the time and forgot about it. I said to my mother, "Is taking the pill okay?" My

mother said, "Yes, it's fine! Go out and buy me a box of birth control pills later, I won't go out."

I knew that my mother was probably still tired from yesterday's exertion, plus she had walked a lot today, so she was also very tired. So I said to my mother, "Okay, Mom, why don't you take another nap, and then we'll go back to the hotel?"

"Let's not sleep, let's stay a little longer. I'll help you tidy up the dorm room, and then we'll leave," my mother said.

"Mom, we don't need you to tidy up our dorm room. Besides, you're tired too, you should rest more," I advised.

"It's nothing!" Mom said casually.

Seeing I couldn't persuade her otherwise, I stopped trying, got dressed, and went to the pharmacy to buy birth control pills. When I came back, Mom was still cleaning the house. I played on the computer for a while. After Mom finished cleaning and took the pills, we went out and took a taxi back to the hotel.

There wasn't much else to say. We slept in the hotel, and the next day we went to Fragrant Hills in Beijing. We spent the day there, and by the time we got back to the hotel, we were exhausted and went to bed early.

Early on the morning of October 4th, I was asleep when I suddenly felt someone kick me hard. I woke up instantly, opened my eyes, and saw my mother lying next to me, her eyes filled with terror, breathing heavily. I suspected she was having a nightmare.

So I asked her, "Mom, were you dreaming?"

Mom, still shaken, said, "Yes, it was just a dream!"

"What did you dream about? A nightmare?" I asked with concern, seeing how terrified she was.

Mom seemed stunned, then hesitated and said, "Huh?...Oh!...It's nothing!"

Hearing this, I became even more worried and continued to ask, "Tell me, you won't be scared if you tell me!"

Mom was still stunned and hesitant, saying, "Huh?...It's alright...I think I forgot!"

Hearing that Mom forgot, I didn't ask any more questions. However, the next day, I felt that Mom was acting strangely. Sometimes she seemed absent-minded, sometimes she seemed lost in thought, generally not paying attention.

Today we went to the Old Summer Palace. On the way back, while walking on the street, Mom almost got into a car accident. I think it's related to the dream she had this morning. If not, what's wrong with Mom? What did Mom dream about? After we finished dinner and returned to the hotel, I decided to ask her about it...

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