[The sexy mom is my classmate's girlfriend] (Part 1)

My name is Ye Feiyu, I'm 17 years old, and I'm a high school sophomore. I lacked fatherly love growing up because my father divorced my mother when I was in elementary school. My father ran his own company and was constantly traveling abroad, rarely coming home even once a year. It's said that he later found a new love abroad, and then naturally divorced my mother, leaving her several properties in China and a large sum of money. That was when I was in elementary school. Now, every month, his overseas company account still transfers a living allowance home. My mother doesn't have to work hard. Apart from one house we live in, the rest are rented out, generating a considerable monthly income. She runs a cosmetics store and employs staff, so she doesn't have to work long hours managing it.
Although I didn't receive much fatherly love, my mother has always been very good to me and considerate in everything she does. Because we have no worries about food and clothing, she hasn't dated anyone even now that I'm in high school.
My mother's name is Yuan Mengzhu, and she can be described as a beauty. She's 170 cm tall, and because she takes good care of herself, her skin is very fair, and time hasn't left many marks on her face. My mother's proud breasts stood tall and proud, but what I was most proud of were her beautiful legs. Her long, slender legs were smooth and white, without a single scar. Her beautiful feet were often adorned with various colored toenail polishes, making them even more alluring. Coupled with the fact that she wore stockings of different colors all year round, which made her legs even more sexy, she was simply a rare beauty.
That noon, I returned home, and as soon as I opened the door, I smelled the aroma of food. My mother had already prepared the meal and was watching TV on the sofa. Hearing the door open, she came over to help me with my schoolbag: "Xiaoyu, school's out?
Hurry up and wash your hands and eat." I then took a closer look at my mother's outfit—long, chestnut-brown waves, a light pink mesh t-shirt, and white wide-leg shorts. Her long, beautiful legs were encased in flesh-colored stockings, sexy yet cute. I went inside, washed my hands, and then ate with my mother.
"Mom, why are you all dressed up so nicely today? And you even got your hair permed?"
"Didn't you say you had a basketball game this afternoon and asked me to go watch it?" Mom said, putting food on my plate. "What, isn't it nice for Mom to dress up a bit?"
"Oh, right, I almost forgot!"
I'd completely forgotten Mom was going to watch my basketball game this afternoon. My deskmate Zhao Dong and I are both on the basketball team. Today our school is playing against another school, and I specifically asked Mom to watch my performance.
After lunch, I rested for a while before heading to school early to warm up.
"3:30 this afternoon, don't forget!" I reminded her.
"Okay." Mom's voice came from the kitchen.
When I arrived at the school gymnasium, Zhao Dong was already playing basketball alone.
"Hey kid, why are you so late?" Zhao Dong saw me coming and tossed me the ball. I caught it and made a smooth layup—the ball went in.
"I was eating at home. I came right away after I finished. Don't say anything, let's practice first."
Speaking of my deskmate Zhao Dong, he's 183 cm tall and good-looking, but he just doesn't have a girlfriend. Many girls at school liked him, but he seemed to look down on them all. I once discussed this with him, and he always said they were just young girls, nothing interesting. I don't know what he was thinking.
Before I knew it, time was almost up, and the match was about to begin. A large number of students had gathered in the stadium to watch.
Just then, a woman with chestnut-brown wavy hair, bright red lipstick, stockings, and pink high heels entered through the door and walked towards the stands—it was my mother, Yuan Mengzhu. I ran over and led her to a seat. Once seated, her beautiful legs in stockings, shrouded in light, appeared even more alluring, as if veiled in a thin mist. People around her cast admiring glances, but she ignored them, saying, "Okay, Mom will watch from here. The match is about to start, aren't you going?" "Okay, I'm going."
This match was being played at our own school, and all the guys on the team were playing their best—after all, losing on our own turf wouldn't be good enough. Needless to say, we won in the end. During the game, applause and cheers frequently erupted from the stands. I glanced at my mom every now and then; she was watching our game intently, and every time Zhao Dong shot a three-pointer, she couldn't help but clap along with everyone else. Strangely enough, Zhao Dong was playing exceptionally well today, hitting several three-pointers in a row, making the girls at school who liked him cheer for him like they were on steroids.
After the game, I went to find my mom first. She quickly handed me a bottle of water: "Xiaoyu, are you tired?
Drink some water."
"I'm fine, Mom, you saw how well I played today," I said proudly.
"You played well, but that still depends on your teammates' teamwork."
"Oh, by the way, our team is having a dinner party tonight. You go home first, I'll be back later."
After a brief chat with my mom, I told her to go home first, and then went to the dinner party with the team.
During the dinner, everyone first had a few drinks together, and later, they drank and chatted amongst themselves, creating a lively atmosphere. Zhao Dong and I were drinking glass after glass, both of us slightly tipsy.
He quietly asked me, "Who was that beautiful woman in stockings who came to watch the game this afternoon?"
"It was my mom, why?"
"Your mom? She looks so young, I thought she was your sister."
"I don't have a sister, I'm an only child."
"Oh, I see."
Zhao Dong poured me another glass of wine, and we downed it in one gulp.
"Why did only your mom come to see you? Where's your dad?" Zhao Dong asked.
"My parents divorced a long time ago, it's just me and my mom."
"You know what, when I saw her this afternoon, I immediately wanted to pursue her and make her my girlfriend," Zhao Dong said.
"Then go for it, once you get her, she'll be your girlfriend," I joked, "So many girls at school like you, and you still don't like any of them."
"Then I'll really go for it."
We were both a little drunk, talking incoherently. When I got home, it was already 10:30 at night. My mother had already taken a shower and was watching TV on the sofa in her pajamas. Her small feet, no longer covered by stockings, looked even whiter.
"You've had too much to drink again, haven't you? You kids, you can't even control your drinking." Mom poured me a cup of hot tea.
Still a little tipsy and smelling of alcohol, I said, "Mom, you know Zhao Dong, my deskmate I used to tell you about all the time, right?"
"The one who shot the three-pointer today? What's up?"
"Tonight at dinner, he told me he wanted to pursue you and become your girlfriend."
"You...you kids, you're even trying to get close to your auntie."
I took a sip of the hot tea, lay back on the sofa, and didn't notice the slight blush creeping up Mom's face.
After a while, Mom said, "Xiaoyu, you always talk about how many friends you have at school, but I've never seen you bring them home to play. You don't even introduce them to your mother."
"How about I invite Zhao Dong over for dinner tomorrow night?"
"Okay, then Mom will cook some good dishes tomorrow. You should make more friends at school..."
In a daze, I forgot what I said to my mother afterward. I woke up on the sofa the next morning. I only saw breakfast already laid out on the table. I checked my phone and saw a WeChat message from my mother: "Xiaoyu, your Aunt Duan asked me to go shopping with her. Breakfast is on the table."
I got dressed, washed my face, ate breakfast, and went to school.
During break, Zhao Dong and I smoked outside the classroom.
"Come to my house for dinner tonight."
"Your house? Really?"
"Really, my mom told me to make more friends..."
After school that afternoon, I took Zhao Dong to my house. When I opened the door, I saw my mother come out of the inner room. Zhao Dong's eyes widened at her appearance—my mother had carefully applied makeup, eyeshadow and mascara, pink lipstick, and her face looked even whiter. She was wearing a burgundy camisole nightgown with white lace trim on the shoulders and waist, matching burgundy shorts, and black stockings, exuding a mature woman's sexiness.
"Hello Auntie, I'm Zhao Dong, Ye Feiyu's classmate." After we sat down on the sofa, Zhao Dong began his self-introduction.
"I've often heard Xiaoyu mention you, it's great to finally meet you in person today."
Zhao Dong scratched his head shyly.
"What, are you shy meeting my mom?" I teased.
"No, it's just that Auntie is so beautiful..."
"Xiao Dong is really good at talking, much better than our Xiaoyu." My mother also sat on the sofa, and Zhao Dong stared down at her beautiful legs in black stockings.
Just then, my phone suddenly rang. I looked and saw it was the team coach calling. I went to the balcony to answer the phone. My mother and Zhao Dong were chatting on the sofa.
The coach wanted me to go to school now, saying he had something to discuss. After I finished the call, I saw my mother and Zhao Dong chatting and laughing. Zhao Dong seemed to be telling my mother jokes, making her laugh with her head down, her breasts trembling slightly.
"The coach wants me to go to school now, I'll go first, don't wait for me to eat." I said while changing my shoes.
Zhao Dong stood up upon hearing this: "Then I'll go with you."
"Forget it, I didn't invite you. Besides, my mom finally cooked something nice, if you don't eat it, who will?"
"Xiao Dong, you eat at home with Auntie, Auntie has already prepared the food." Mom reached out and pulled Zhao Dong's arm, so Zhao Dong sat back down on the sofa.
"Okay." Zhao Dong lowered his head.
Walking out the door, I checked the time; it was 7 pm. Calculating, I should be back around 9:30.
Actually, I knew very well what I was doing—creating an opportunity for Mom and Zhao Dong. Thinking about this, I felt a strange excitement. Would Zhao Dong pursue Mom? Would Mom accept Zhao Dong as her little husband? I had a feeling that, the moment I closed the door, some subtle changes were happening in this house… I didn't mind Mom dating her classmates; I even had some expectations. Many people had pursued Mom before, but she had rejected them all. When I asked why, Mom said it was because she didn't want to burden me, she just wanted to watch me grow up. But I knew that over the years, although she had no worries about food and clothing, Mom had silently endured a lot alone. I remember one time, when I got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, I heard my mother moaning outside her room. Although she tried to cover her mouth to make her moans quieter, the vibration of her vibrating electric vibrator still came through the crack in the door.
From then on, I occasionally suggested that my mother try to accept a man, but she would say, "Let's see how it goes. Besides, who would like an old woman like me?" Little did she know that her youthful skin, her high, firm breasts, and her beautiful legs in stockings were the dream of countless men.
When I got to school, the coach called one person from each of our classes to announce something—our school was going to represent the city in a competition, so we would have to train for a month, staying at school except for weekends. After he finished explaining and dismissed us, I checked the time; it was only 8 o'clock. I had no choice but to go to an internet cafe to play games. At 9:30, I prepared to go home.
I took the elevator, arrived at my door, and knocked. "Mom, open the door, I forgot my keys,"
I said, knocking. About half a minute later, Mom opened the door. I saw that her hair was a little messy, her face was flushed, and her black stockings were gone. I pretended not to notice and walked in, but Zhao Dong greeted me, preparing to leave.
"Feiyu, I just chatted with Auntie for a while, it's getting late, so I'll head back now," Zhao Dong said.
"Okay, come visit again sometime," I said.
"Okay, goodbye Auntie," Zhao Dong said to Mom with a smile.
"Xiao Dong, come visit again sometime," Mom glanced at Zhao Dong, her eyes even revealing a hint of shyness.
I pretended not to notice and sat on the sofa playing on my phone. Mom also sat on the sofa playing on her phone, typing, staring at the screen, sometimes letting out a smile, and the flush on her face lingered for a long time.
Watching my mother intently playing on her phone, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, wearing a sexy spaghetti-strap nightgown, her legs flawlessly white, I thought, if I weren't her son, I'd have similar thoughts. To stop these wild thoughts, I went to wash up and then played on the computer for a while.
After a while, when I came out into the living room, my mother finally put down her phone and poured me a glass of milk.
"I'm going to take a shower, son, watch some TV and then go to sleep."
"Okay." I watched my mother go into the bathroom, and I could hear the sound of running water.
Was my mother chatting with Zhao Dong just now? No way, so fast? This thought prompted me to pick up my mother's phone from the table. My mother's phone didn't have a password, so I unlocked it directly. I opened the phone's background apps and saw two apps: the photo album and WeChat. I opened the photo album first.
The most recent photos were actually selfies taken by my mother, probably just now. My mother was making various expressions, some pouting cutely, some sexy, and some showing her bare legs without stockings—there were more than a dozen of them. Why did Mom take so many selfies just now? I scrolled down and saw something that shocked me—Mom was kneeling on the floor giving Zhao Dong a blowjob. The photos were taken from Zhao Dong's perspective. Since Mom was wearing a sexy burgundy nightgown and the background was our living room, they must have been taken just now. Scrolling further down, there were also photos of Mom wearing black stockings giving Zhao Dong a footjob, also taken from Zhao Dong's perspective.
Did Zhao Dong and Mom have sex? I wondered. Could it be that in just one meal, Zhao Dong and Mom had already progressed to this point? I scrolled down again and found a short video. When I opened it, it showed Mom sitting on the sofa, wearing black stockings, giving Zhao Dong a footjob. "Does it feel good, you little rascal?" Mom said as she vigorously stroked Zhao Dong's penis with her stockinged feet. The video ended there. The rest of the photos in the album were old pictures, so I opened Mom's WeChat.
The first contact on WeChat was Zhao Dong; Mom had indeed been chatting with Zhao Dong just now. I scrolled up the chat history, and as I went, I realized it wasn't just from today; there were even chat logs from several days ago. I understood—Mom and Zhao Dong had known each other before. But how did they meet? This question bothered me. I looked at the chat history from top to bottom.
"Honey, come watch the basketball game this afternoon."
"Okay."
"Do you remember how to wear them?"
"I know you little rascal like stockings, so I went to the mall alone yesterday and bought stockings and high heels."
"Hehe, my wife is so obedient."
"You didn't even accompany me, making me go shopping alone."
"I had to train, I really couldn't leave, don't be angry, wife."
"Wife, you know what, I dream about your stockinged feet all the time now." Zhao Dong said.
"You little rascal, I'm going to die of frustration."
"I want to see your photos." "
I just took a shower, I don't have any photos."
Then came a photo of Mom wearing only a bra and stockings in her room.
"Are you satisfied now?" Mom sent a message with a pouting emoji.
I continued scrolling down to today's chat history.
"Wife, Feiyu and I will be back for dinner soon."
"Okay, I bought a new set of pajamas, a surprise for you, my little husband."
Then came a selfie of Mom wearing a camisole nightgown and black stockings.
Then it was 10 o'clock, just after Zhao Dong left, their chat history.
"Your penis is all over her stockings, you big bad guy."
"Haha, my wife is so cute, that's why I made you take them off later."
"I wonder if Xiaoyu noticed." Mom sent an angry emoji.
"My dear wife, when are you going to tell Feiyu about us?"
"I don't know, it's all your fault."
"Wife, I'm hard again, I want to see your pictures."
"You're so naughty."
Mom then attached several selfies from earlier, some cute, some sexy.
"I'll show you my legs too, I know you like them, hee hee." Mom said.
"My wife is so good."
"Bad husband, I'm going to take a shower, talk to you later."
At this moment, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Mom must have finished showering. I put my phone back and went into my room.
d8888d's reply:
Thank you for sharing.
d8888d's reply:
Thank you so much for sharing!
d8888d's reply:
Thank you for sharing. d8888d's reply: 　　Thank you for sharing. d8888d
's reply: Thank you for sharing 　　. d8888d's reply: 　　Thank you for sharing.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/171706.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=171706&aspx=1

Previous Page : [Sexy Wife Exposes Humiliation Experience] (Part 1)

Next Page : [Sexy Mom Transforms into White-Stockinged Student Daughter]

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

[The sexy mom is my classmate's girlfriend] (Part 1)

comment Open a new window to view comments