[Conquering the Beautiful Nurse Mom] (Chapter Twelve)

Author: Guardian of Darkness
Published: July 25, 2015 Forum
Chapter Twelve: Travelogue
What's coming will always come, I thought to myself as soon as I opened my eyes in the morning. For
a student like me, who always hovers around the passing mark and consistently ranks near the bottom of the class, this kind of
exam used to be no pressure at all. But this time was different, because I wanted to get a better grade. This
idea was unimaginable for me before.
I used to believe that exams were just a game, and grades were just fluff. Alas, once
you have a goal, exams are definitely not easy. After getting up and washing up, I went to the living room. Seeing
the lavish breakfast laid out on the table, I was a little puzzled.
My parents were already sitting at the table eating.
"Son, you're finally awake! Come back for breakfast."
Dad greeted me warmly as I came out. Sitting at the table, I was still in a daze
; everything had happened so suddenly, I thought I was still dreaming.
"What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and eat. Today is your final exam day. Your mom specially prepared
this nutritious breakfast for you. You have to do well on the exam and not let your mom down."
"Okay."
I replied casually and started eating. I observed Mom while eating, but
she still had a stern face and didn't give me a friendly look. This atmosphere was really uncomfortable.
After finishing, I quickly grabbed my backpack and prepared to leave.
"Good luck, son! Dad believes in you. Honey, why don't you encourage our son too?"
"Do your best on the exam, don't come back as one of the last few."
Hearing Dad say that to me, Mom coldly warned me, showing she had no
expectations of me whatsoever. Her voice remained icy.
"Honey, you're really something, why are you encouraging our son like that? Son, don't worry about it, your mom's been
a bit down lately. Dad's really looking forward to seeing how you do, good luck!" "
Okay, I know, I'll do my best."
With that, I hurriedly ran out the door. My mom's really something, giving me a
hard time first thing in the morning, I was in a bad mood. My mood didn't improve even after I got to school.
"Hey, you're here pretty early, kid."
As soon as I sat down, I saw my deskmate's face; he patted my shoulder and
said with a grin.
"Why are you so excited so early in the morning? Something good must be going on?"
"Of course! Don't you know today's the final exam? Then we get over two months of leisure time
! How can I not be happy?"
"Damn it, the exam hasn't even started yet! What are you so excited about? What will you do when you mess up the results?"
"Haha, anyway, my grades will definitely be the same. I'm consistently in the bottom few,
so it won't fluctuate much. It's fine."
I'd completely forgotten that this guy and I were in the same boat, basically the bottom few in the class.
I guess his parents didn't have high hopes for him either. I wasted my breath arguing with him. Looks like I've been studying
too much lately. No wonder they call me a bookworm.
Thinking this, I stopped paying attention to him, took out a book, and started reviewing in the last few minutes.
The kid stopped bothering me when he saw I was studying, but I was sure he was thinking
something big must have happened to me lately, otherwise why would I be studying? But that was just my guess.
Finally, the exam bell rang. The first subject was math, which used to be like studying gibberish for me
. But this time was different. After receiving the test paper, I surprisingly found that I could do almost all the questions.
It seems my recent studying has been quite effective.
And so, the first day of exams finally ended. I felt pretty good about it, but since I already
had the score, I naturally wouldn't show it. Otherwise, if I failed when the results came out
, I'd be incredibly embarrassed.
When I got home, my parents, surprisingly, didn't ask how the exam went. The first day passed peacefully.
The second day of exams ended quickly. After the test papers were collected, I heard my deskmate's wailing
screams.
"Haha, it's finally over! My blissful summer vacation is about to begin
! How about we go out and have some fun tonight, buddy?"
"I'm a little tired, I can't keep you company, I'm leaving first."
Hearing me say this, my deskmate thought, "He must have bombed the exam, otherwise why would he be acting like that?" He's
so concerned about something as trivial as an exam, he's really gone crazy from studying. I naturally didn't care what that kid was thinking and
went straight home.
"Son, you're back. How did the exam go?"
As soon as I entered, I saw my dad come out to greet me, asking with concern. I saw my mom also coming towards me
, a hint of expectation appearing on her usually cold face.
"It should be much better than before."
Hearing me say this, my mom's expectation vanished instantly. Better than before?
They knew very well how badly I did before. Comparing it to the past, it was clear this time wouldn't be any better. My dad's face showed
a hint of disappointment, but he quickly encouraged me.
"It's good that you've made progress. Go rest for a bit, dinner will be ready soon."
The evening proceeded in this deathly silence. After dinner, Dad said he had
some work to do at the office and left. Mom watched his departing figure, a complex expression on her face—a
moment I, of course, caught, though I didn't understand what she meant.
After dinner, I went to my room early and rested for a while. Thinking Dad wouldn't be here tonight,
I decided to call Mom. I took out my phone and dialed.
"Honey, what are you busy with?"
I asked with concern as soon as Mom answered.
"Watching TV in bed, what about you?"
"I just got home from my exams."
"How did it go?"
Hearing that I had just finished, Mom immediately asked. Seeing how concerned Mom was about the character I had created
, I couldn't help but wonder, why would Mom care so much about a stranger but be so
indifferent to her own son? I felt a little jealous.
"It was alright, the results aren't out yet, I don't know."
"Hehe, you'll definitely be fine, I believe in you."
"Darling, you trust me that much."
"Of course, otherwise why would I have fallen for you?"
Mom's words were clearly like chatting with a lover. Her sudden change in attitude in such a short time
surprised me. Could something have happened between her and Dad that I didn't know about?
But obviously, this wasn't the right time to talk about it.
"By the way, I remember your son is about my age, how did he do on his exams?"
"Him?"
When she mentioned me, I could clearly feel Mom's tone turn cold.
"I didn't have high hopes for him. I guess he'll be the same as always. How can he compare to you?
I'd be relieved if he were even half as good as you."
I couldn't believe how bad my mother's impression of me was. I couldn't help but sigh. We chatted
for a long time afterward, the kind of sweet talk lovers often have, until it was very late before we
reluctantly hung up.
I have to say, the school's grading efficiency was quite high; the report cards came out in just a few days. Looking at the report card,
I was stunned, not because my grades were bad. On the contrary, my grades this time were surprisingly good, far exceeding my
expectations. After receiving the grades, the classroom erupted in excitement, everyone exchanging information about their scores.
My darn deskmate naturally leaned over to see how I did.
After seeing my grades, that kid actually shouted in surprise. His shout naturally attracted
the attention of the other students in the class, who all looked in my direction, clearly wanting to know what had happened.
The teacher signaled for everyone to quiet down. Seeing that the teacher had spoken, the previously excited students immediately stopped
discussing. Then the teacher began commenting on the grades, and at the end, she even called on me, saying that
my progress this time was very obvious and that everyone should learn from me.
The teacher's words were like a bombshell, instantly causing an uproar in the class. My pitiful
report card naturally became the object of display, passed around the classroom. Almost every
classmate who saw my report card let out a similar sigh as my deskmate.
That day, I felt everyone was casting envious glances at me, which I felt was unbearable.
So, as soon as school was over, I rushed home.
My parents, of course, knew that today was the day the grades were announced, so as soon as I entered the house, my father, with his last
hope, asked for my report card. I reluctantly handed it to him. Seeing
my expression, my mother knew I must have done terribly again, so she simply stopped looking at it.
"Ah—"
My father couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw my grades. At this moment, Mom finally turned around
, wondering what score could have surprised her husband so much.
"Honey, come and see!"
Dad quickly beckoned to Mom. Seeing Dad's expression, Mom, who had been somewhat curious, naturally walked over quickly
. When she saw my score, a rare smile finally appeared on her usually icy face.
"Haha, Dad knew you could do it! You really made Dad proud this time! Come on, we won't be eating at home tonight , Dad will take you out to a restaurant. Honey, you should go change your clothes too, we're going to have a good 　　celebration
for our son tonight ." 　　"You're really something, our son did well on the test, and you're so excited." 　　Although Mom said this, the smile on her face showed that she was also filled with 　　joy. That night, Dad generously ordered a table full of delicious food, and our family spent a pleasant 　　evening chatting and laughing. 　　A few days later, Dad came home and excitedly said to me, 　　"Son, look what this is!" 　　I looked closely and saw that it was a travel itinerary, and he looked at me with a puzzled expression. 　　"Haha, didn't I say that if you did well on the test, I'd reward you handsomely this time? We're 　　going there in a couple of days, what do you think?" 　　Hearing that we could go out and play, I naturally jumped up with joy. Seeing how excited we were, 　　Mom, standing to the side, also smiled, but she didn't say anything. 　　That evening, Mom and I talked on the phone as usual, and she told me about the place we were going to visit in a few days. 　　Hearing this, I mysteriously told Mom that I had a surprise for her. Then Mom kept 　　pressing for details about what the surprise was, but I remained mysterious. Seeing that I still wouldn't tell her, Mom complained 　　. 　　I told her that if I told her now, it wouldn't be a surprise anymore, and Mom thought that made sense, so she stopped asking 　　. 　　Since Dad was home that night, we ended the call early. 　　After hanging up, I started looking forward to the trip, not just for the fun of going out, but also because I 　　had another plan, which was the surprise I mentioned. Before 　　we knew it, it was time for our family trip. The three of us happily embarked on 　　our journey. Little did Mom know, what she thought was an ordinary trip was actually part of 　　a grand spectacle. Dad, too, was unaware that the trip he'd orchestrated was about to be turned into a completely unexpected 　　adventure by me. 　　We arrived at our destination quickly. While checking in, Dad initially planned to book a room for two. However, 　　I suggested we book for two so we wouldn't disturb them at night. Dad thought about it and agreed; that way, he 　　and his wife wouldn't be bothered if their son was nearby. Of course, Dad didn't interpret my "disturbing" 　　as intimacy; in his eyes, I was still just a child.

After completing the formalities, we went to our respective rooms. I quickly grabbed my disguise
and went outside the hotel. After dressing up in a secluded spot, I entered the hotel like a guest checking in.
Using my fake ID, I booked a room next to my parents'.
The receptionist clearly didn't realize I was the son of the man and woman from before, and easily booked
the room. Entering the newly booked room, I listened carefully to the sounds from next door . Sure enough
, I could hear my parents' conversation clearly. "It seems the soundproofing in hotel rooms is generally not very good," I thought to myself,
before returning to my own room.
It was already quite late, so my parents soon came to find me and invited me to dinner
. My parents were clearly in good spirits while traveling. During dinner, my father even ordered a bottle of
wine and drank it alone. After a while, he asked my mother to have some too.
Mom initially refused, but couldn't resist Dad's insistence, so she drank a glass, and the rest of the wine naturally
ended up in Dad's stomach. Dad became increasingly excited with each drink, and started talking more and more.
Mom frowned, but seeing Dad already so drunk, she didn't say anything more.
At that moment, I secretly sent Mom a message on my phone:
"Come to xx room later, there's a surprise."
Seeing this message, I could clearly feel Mom tense up, but seeing it was from me,
she wondered what the surprise could be.
Dad obviously heard Mom's message and asked who sent it. Mom quickly explained that it was just
spam, and she had already deleted it. Hearing it was spam, Dad didn't ask any further. Then he actually
started talking about how awful spam messages are, which left me speechless. I didn't expect that something so casual
could become such a topic of conversation for him.
The meal lasted a long time, and it was quite late when it ended. At this point, Dad was so drunk
he could barely walk. Mom and I carried him, struggling back to his room.
After getting him to his room, I told Mom to get some rest and then left.
As soon as I left my parents' room, I rushed back to my own, quickly dressed, and after double-checking that everything was alright
, I went to the room I'd arranged to meet Mom. Inside, I could hear Mom still scolding
Dad next door for being so reckless and drinking so much, but he was clearly already quite drunk.
"Honey, I'm going for a walk."
"Okay, be careful on the road, come back early."
Hearing Mom say she was going for a walk, Dad readily agreed and then fell back asleep. Seeing this,
Mom shook her head. After leaving her room, she discovered that the room I'd arranged to meet was right next door. Just then,
I heard a knock at the door. I knew Mom had arrived as planned.
She stood at the door, wondering what was going on, but she'd been told there would be a surprise in this room.
When I opened the door, Mom was so surprised to see her little lover standing in the room that she
covered her mouth in astonishment.
"Honey, what are you standing there for? Come in!"
Hearing this, Mom quickly looked around to make sure no one was watching before finally stepping inside. She did
n't want to be seen by anyone; it's better to avoid trouble.
"What are you doing here?"
Mom looked at me, her face full of surprise.
"Didn't I say I'd give you a surprise? Doesn't this count as one?"
Hearing this, Mom nodded.
"Honey, I missed you so much!"
I said, hugging Mom tightly, and I felt her hug me back just as tightly.
"Me too, I missed you so much! By the way, are your parents worried about you coming?"
"No, I did well on my exams this year, so when I asked to come here, they agreed."
"Oh, I knew you did well." "
Hehe, don't keep talking about studying, Auntie, have you missed me?"
"You little rascal, of course I missed you!"
Mom said, lowering her head. Seeing her shy expression was quite adorable. We
just hugged each other tightly, not saying anything else. I felt the atmosphere getting a little heavy, so I
let go of Mom and sat down on the edge of the bed, gesturing for her to sit beside me. Seeing my
action, Mom naturally understood what I meant, and sat down beside me without saying a word.
"By the way, Auntie, how have you been lately?"
After watching the two of us sit together like this for a long time without saying anything, I finally broke the silence.
After all, I didn't invite Mom over today just to sit there like an idiot. However, I couldn't just directly suggest
having sex with my mother. After all, as a woman, I felt it was necessary to have sufficient foreplay,
otherwise, it wouldn't be good if she had any negative thoughts. So, I suppressed my
urges and asked my mother with a smile.
However, my words made my mother sigh softly, and her expression became somewhat serious. Seeing this
, I couldn't help but wonder if something had happened to my mother recently. But since she didn't speak,
I naturally didn't press her, and just waited quietly.
"How can I be doing? It's still the same as always,"
my mother said, her expression somewhat lonely and helpless.
"Auntie, why do you look a little unhappy? Did Uncle do something to make you unhappy again
, or is there some other reason?"
Hearing my words, my mother finally realized that she had indeed been a little down. With her
beloved sitting next to her, and her mood still like this, my mother obviously felt a little
sorry for me, and quickly explained.
"How could that be? Auntie's fine, don't worry about it."
Although Mom said this, her words clearly reflected that she was feeling a little down
, so I continued to ask.
"Auntie, tell me what's bothering you. Is something going on with Uncle again?"
As I spoke, I casually placed my hand on my mother's shoulder. She clearly felt my touch, her body
trembling slightly before she slowly replied,
"It's nothing with your uncle. He's been coming home early every day lately and is very nice to me. It
's just that I always feel like he's hiding something from me, and I haven't dared to ask, so..."
Hearing this, I finally understood. Ever since that night when my mother heard the recording I gave her, she had been
troubled, her suspicions about my father persisting, though she hadn't found any evidence. My father's actions
made her feel that he was just going through the motions, trying to lower her guard.
It's clear that once a woman is convinced of something, she can become fixated on it, and my mother was clearly in
that state. Hearing my mother say this, my brain started racing. I felt that my mother
's current state gave me an even better opportunity to sow discord between her and my father. But how to do it was a real
headache. But soon a bad idea popped into my head.
"Oh, so that's how it is. So Auntie was wondering if Uncle was having an affair. Actually—"
I deliberately hesitated, and Mom noticed. Seeing my hesitant expression, she
instinctively felt uneasy, frowned, and asked softly,
"Is something wrong? Tell Auntie."
"This—"
I pretended to be hesitant. That's how people are; the more you try to hide something, the more the other person wants to know
. So at this moment, Mom was even more eager to know what I wanted to say.
"Is it related to Uncle?"
Seeing that I still didn't answer, Mom asked probingly. Actually, I had been waiting for Mom to bring this up,
because that would make my next words more convincing and seem more like the truth. I nodded hesitantly
.
"Just tell Auntie, Auntie will be fine."
"Really?"
Mom didn't say anything at this moment, just nodded quietly. Seeing this, I slowly said with a hesitant expression
.
"Actually, a while ago, when I came back from tutoring, I saw Uncle carrying another woman into
that KTV we went to last time."
As I said this, I could clearly feel my mother's whole body trembling. She asked me intermittently when it happened
. I naturally said it was the day Dad went out to work overtime. When my mother heard the date, she
believed my lie even more.
Because she clearly remembered that Dad received a phone call that night, told her he had to work overtime, and then hurriedly
left. At the time, she didn't think much of it, since Dad working overtime was quite common. But now,
hearing me say this, and thinking back on it again, she increasingly felt that the truth was what I said—her
husband had gone out to meet another woman.
"Auntie, are you alright?"
Seeing my mother's increasingly pained expression, I couldn't help but worry that she might rush out and
confront Dad. If that happened, I would have gone a bit too far. After all, my purpose was only to deepen
the rift between Mom and Dad, not to actually cause anything to happen to them. However, Mom's expression clearly
showed that she completely believed what I had just said.
"Ah! Auntie, it's alright."
Hearing my concerned voice, Mom snapped out of her daze. Seeing my concerned
expression, a warm feeling welled up inside her. Looking at the young boy watching her nervously, and comparing him
to her husband, Mom felt even more dependent on me. She thought to herself, thank goodness he was here with her;
otherwise, if she discovered these facts, she really wouldn't know what to do.
"I'm sorry, Auntie, I shouldn't have said that."
I deliberately feigned apology and said uneasily.
"No, no, Auntie, thank you for telling me all this."
"But Auntie, maybe I'm mistaken. After all, I don't have a very strong impression of Uncle. So
, Auntie, please pretend what I just said didn't happen."
I deliberately said I was mistaken. Actually, one purpose was to give Mom a way out, to make her
think that it might be a misunderstanding, since she had already misunderstood her husband once before. Another purpose was to
further intensify Mom's suspicions about Dad. This will create more opportunities for me.
"Don't say anything, Auntie knows you're doing this for my own good,"
Mom said, looking into my eyes with a smile. She placed her hand on my shoulder and slowly offered
her lips. I was a little surprised by this sudden kiss, but I quickly began
to enjoy her fragrant lips. Gradually, our breathing became rapid, and we reluctantly
pulled our lips away.
"Auntie, you won't tell Uncle what I told you today, will you?"
I asked, slightly uneasy.
"Don't worry, Auntie was just a little surprised when she first heard it. You're right, it would
n't be good if it wasn't true and we were wrong, so I won't tell my husband about it. Are you relieved now?"
"Yes, yes, I'll be worried if I cause any conflict between you and Uncle."
I said, feigning a very uneasy expression, but because my expression was so exaggerated, Mom couldn't help but
chuckle. Seeing Mom finally laugh, I finally felt relieved.
"By the way, Auntie, we haven't seen each other in so long, shouldn't we..."
With a mischievous grin, I reached out and slowly moved my hands towards my mother's breasts. Seeing this, my mother
knew exactly what I was about to do. She muttered softly,
"You little rascal,"
then blushed and lowered her head. Seeing my mother's girlish expression, I unceremoniously placed my
thieving hands on her breasts and began to knead them freely through her clothes.
Because of the kiss earlier, my kneading had already aroused her, so she quickly became aroused .
She closed her eyes, her face growing increasingly flushed, and her breathing becoming more rapid. Seeing this, I
knew the time was right.
So, without saying anything, I continued to knead my mother's breasts with one hand, while the other reached
inside her clothes and unhooked her bra from behind. Then, I gently pulled the bra up, finally
freeing my mother's breasts from its confinement.
Even through the clothes, I could still feel the softness of her breasts, but I quickly became unsatisfied with
kneading them through the fabric. I stopped what I was doing and slowly took off my mother's top. My mother cooperated
by raising her hands to make it easier for me to remove her clothes. However, whether due to shyness or some other
reason, my mother kept her eyes tightly closed, but this obviously didn't affect my emotions.
As her top was removed, my mother's breasts were once again exposed before my eyes. Although
I had seen and played with these breasts many times before, for some reason, every time I saw them,
I felt a strange sense of excitement.
I stared at my mother's breasts for a long time. When she sensed my cessation of movement, she curiously opened
her eyes. But the moment she did, I pushed her down onto the bed and began
sucking on her breasts forcefully. However, my sucking was probably a bit rough, as
a look of pain appeared on her face. Her words confirmed my suspicion.
"You little rascal, be gentle, you're hurting me."
"Ah, I'm sorry, Auntie. It's been so long since we've done this, so I got too excited. I'm really
sorry."
"Hehe, Auntie isn't blaming you, no need to apologize."
Hearing my apology, my mother seemed a little flustered and quickly responded. Then she didn't say
anything more. Seeing that she wasn't saying anything, I took her nipple into my mouth again. Having learned my lesson, this time I
sucked much more gently. At the same time, my hands weren't idle; I excitedly played with my mother's other
breast.
Soon, I heard a comfortable moan coming from my mother's mouth. I also noticed that
the nipples I had been sucking and playing with were already hard. Looking at my mother's flushed face, I knew she
must be feeling very intensely. But to confirm my suspicions
, I reached for her genitals, unbuttoned her jeans and loosened her belt, and
slipped my hand inside her pants. Once inside her underwear, I felt her thick pubic hair.
I knew that just below I would reach her vulva, and I began to feel excited.
But then, a thought popped into my head: could I find a chance to
shave my mother's pubic hair? Turning my aloof mother into a "white tiger" (a sham of hair) would be incredibly exciting. Imagining
my mother as a "white tiger," I felt my penis getting harder.
But this was just a thought. Getting such a conservative mother to agree to have her pubic hair shaved
was no less difficult than conquering her. I thought to myself, but of course, I wouldn't give up on this idea.
If I had the chance, I would definitely shave my mother's genitals completely bald.
My hand had already begun its downward exploration, and I soon found my mother's vulva. Just
as I expected, it was already overflowing with moisture. A smile involuntarily crept onto my face
. My mother had become so wet with just a little teasing; I wondered if she
was a slut at heart. Thinking this, I continued to tease her vulva with my fingers.
My teasing, which had initially only produced soft moans, grew louder,
clearly enjoying my ministrations. After playing with her vulva for a while, I reached out and
whispered in her ear,
"Auntie, look, you're so wet down there."
Hearing my voice, my mother opened her tightly closed eyes, and what she saw was my
finger, covered in her vaginal fluid. Seeing my wet finger, she turned her face away,
muttering to herself.
"You little rascal."
"Hehe, Auntie, did you feel good just now?"
I teased my mother knowing the answer, and she just nodded without saying anything.
"Auntie, your pants are in the way, let me take them off for you."
My mother didn't say anything, just buried her head in the blanket. But as I moved,
she cooperated by lifting her legs, and soon I pulled off her jeans and underwear together.
Although I've made love to my mother many times, and I've seen her naked body countless times, she
's still so shy, showing that she's still very conservative at heart.
Finally, all of my mother's clothes were off, and a pure white body was presented before me
, making me swallow hard.
I went to my mother's crotch and gently parted her labia, her beautiful vulva finally
exposed to my eyes once again. Faced with such a beautiful sight, I brought my mouth to it and began to suckle passionately. My mother
's thick pubic hair brushed against my face, making me feel a tingling, itchy sensation.
Salty, lustful fluid kept gushing from her vagina, which I swallowed whole.
The pungent smell of her genitals constantly stimulated me, making me suck even harder. My tongue explored
her vagina, and my sucking clearly felt very comfortable. Her heavy breathing gradually
gave way to soft, pleasurable moans, which grew louder and louder.
The hotel's soundproofing was poor; I wondered if my father, sleeping next door, heard the moans.
But even if he did, he probably wouldn't suspect that the sounds were coming from his own wife. The thought that my father might
hear my mother's moans excited me even more, and I sucked even harder.
While sucking, I also stimulated her clitoris with my hand; clearly, this stimulation was very effective on my mother.
Mom quickly succumbed; her initially subtle moans gradually turned into loud, lewd cries, interspersed with
sounds of pleasure .
Finally, under the combined assault of my hands and mouth, Mom reached her first climax of the day. I
felt her legs clamp my head tightly around her head, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. With a loud "Ah!
", a gush of her fluids poured into my mouth, catching me off guard and causing me
to cough violently.
Having just reached her climax, Mom collapsed weakly onto the bed. However, hearing my cough, she struggled to
sit up, patting her back and apologizing. I simply waved her off, indicating it was alright, but
my actions only deepened her remorse. After a while, I finally recovered.
Mom, like a child who had done something wrong, sat uneasily beside me. Seeing her like this made me
laugh.
"What's wrong?"
"This—just now—that—"
Seeing that Mom was so nervous she couldn't even speak properly, I couldn't help but smile. In
Mom's eyes, this smile was clearly an expression of forgiveness for what had just happened, but actually, I just found her
appearance amusing.
"Hehe, don't worry about it, it's okay. How did you feel just now? Was it comfortable?"
"Mmm."
Hearing my question, Mom nodded.
"Hehe, you were comfortable just now, but I wasn't!"
Saying this, I pulled down my pants, and my already erect penis appeared before Mom's eyes. Seeing
this, Mom smiled shyly, then squatted on the bed, raising her buttocks high. Seeing
Mom's proactive attitude, I naturally didn't hold back.
I stood up, held Mom's waist, aimed my swollen penis at her vagina, rubbed it
a few times at the entrance, and then thrust it in. Because Mom's vagina was already extremely wet, my insertion
was very easy. The moment my penis entered, a warm, moist sensation filled my brain, and I couldn't
help but let out a comfortable moan. However, because of this position, I couldn't see my mother's expression, which
was a bit of a shame.
After penetration, I began to slowly thrust in and out. Although my mother's vagina had given birth to me, it
was still very tight, showing no signs of childbirth. After getting used to this comfortable feeling, I
gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. As my thrusting speed increased, my mother beneath me let out another
comfortable moan, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed from our joined genitals.
Feeling incredibly comfortable, I continuously increased the force of my thrusts, like a pile driver, penetrating
deep into my mother's body. This nine-shallow-one-deep insertion method quickly overwhelmed her.
"Ah—gentle—ah—so good."
Watching my mother beg for mercy while moaning in pleasure, I felt extremely satisfied. However, soon, due to my
thrusting, my mother's supporting arms lost their strength, and she collapsed onto the bed. Seeing
my mother lying on the ground after I'd finished with her, my movements didn't slow down; instead, they became even more forceful.
"Auntie, it feels so good,"
I asked in a trembling voice.
"It feels so good, so good, I'm going to be fucked to death, ah—so good—"
Looking at my mother, who was now completely aroused, I had another plan in mind. However, this plan was a bit risky
, and I only realized the consequences if it failed afterward. But of course, I obviously didn't think that much about
it.
"Auntie, between me and your husband, who fucks you more comfortably?"
I deliberately provoked my mother with lewd words. In the past, my mother definitely wouldn't have answered, but today's situation
was a little different. After all, my mother had felt a little guilty about choking me earlier, so
there was a high chance that she would cooperate. Sure enough, I heard my mother's answer not long after I waited.
"Ah—you fuck me more comfortably—you fuck me much more comfortably than my husband—ah—"
"Hehe, is that so? Then who do you like to have sex with?"
"Ah—with you—with you—"
Having answered before, my mother's answer this time was very quick. Then, I took a deep breath, preparing to say
what I had planned.
"Auntie, you don't really need to care so much about whether your husband is having an affair?"
"Huh?—Huh?—"
Mom clearly didn't know why I suddenly said that, so she asked me in a trembling voice.
"Hehe, actually, if your husband really is cheating, isn't having sex with me now the best revenge
?"
Hearing me say this, Mom fell silent, her moans ceasing. Actually, my
words were a direct statement; her current actions were also a betrayal of her husband. To prevent Mom from
thinking rationally, I increased the speed and force of my thrusts.
I didn't want Mom to feel sorry for her husband and suggest separating from me again. My
purpose in saying this was to make Mom more accepting of me and less concerned about whether her husband was really cheating
. However, in Mom's mind, she had already accepted her husband's infidelity, so I believed she would choose to retaliate
.
After a long while, seeing no movement from my mother, I started to panic. Would she feel she
was betraying her husband and choose to leave me? So, while rapidly thrusting, I
anxiously asked,
"Auntie, what's wrong?"
"Ah—Auntie, it's nothing—you're right, I shouldn't be worrying about whether my husband is cheating on me."
"Auntie, are you happy with Xiaofeng?"
"Ah—of course I'm happy."
Hearing my question, my mother answered almost without hesitation.
"Then Auntie shouldn't be angry with Uncle, just be like before, and don't worry about whether Uncle is
having an affair. That way you can be happy every day. Seeing Auntie unhappy, Xiaofeng really feels..."
"It hurts."
"Ah—thank you—thank you, Xiaofeng."
At this moment, Mom clearly thought that what I had just said was to make her happy in the future, and also to
resolve her long-standing worry about whether her husband was cheating, so she quickly thanked me. Seeing Mom
like this, I felt relieved. It seemed that Mom had accepted being with me, and probably wouldn't
worry about whether her husband was cheating anymore.
What I said earlier was actually to make Mom think that being with me was revenge on her husband, and at the same time,
to make her stop worrying about whether her husband was having an affair, and to create the illusion in front of Dad that Mom was the same as before, and that nothing
had changed, so that our relationship wouldn't be so easily exposed. But I could only
say these things at this time, otherwise, who knows what Mom, who was in a clear-headed state, might do.
"Auntie, don't thank me. Xiaofeng just hopes you can be happy every day, hehe, and then
do comfortable things with Xiaofeng together."
"Ah—you little rascal."
Seeing that I had achieved my goal, I couldn't help but thrust even more vigorously, and my mother, having let go of her worries,
followed her body's instincts and her moans became even louder. Soon I felt that I was about to reach my limit.
"Auntie, ah—I'm going to orgasm."
"Auntie too, Auntie is about to orgasm again—ah—"
Just as we both let out a loud cry, we reached our orgasms at the same time. After the orgasm, I lay on the bed and
hugged my mother in my arms, and my mother, like a little girl, lay quietly in my arms with a happy
expression on her face.
"Auntie, if I had been born a little earlier, I could have made you my wife. I would definitely have made you
very happy, and you would have a smile on your face all day long, sigh."
"Yes, if you could have married Xiaofeng, you would definitely have been very happy."
My mother said, a melancholy expression on her face.
"Hehe, then the child my aunt and I have will definitely be very smart. Why don't you have a child for me, Aunt?"
My sudden words caught my mother off guard.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Aunt is so much older than you, why would I have a child for you?"
My mother said irritably, but I didn't sense any displeasure from her words, which
made me very happy.
"Hehe, just say the child is yours and your husband's, he doesn't know."
"You're going too far. If you keep saying that, I won't talk to you anymore."
My mother turned her head away.
"Auntie, don't be angry. I was saying that if you had married me, having a child for your husband wouldn't be a given
."
I deliberately made a face at my mother, and she burst out laughing at my exaggerated expression.
"Actually, I'm actually a little envious of your son."
"Hmm?"
"Isn't it wonderful that he has such a beautiful and gentle mother?"
"Your little mouth is so sweet today, did you just eat honey?"
"No way, I'm serious."
I said, deliberately pouting and making an unhappy face.
"By the way, Auntie's son is also named Little Bee, right? It sounds the same as mine, what a coincidence."
"Yes, but he's not as sensible or as smart as you."
Hearing my mother say this, I couldn't help but think, is being sensible just about pinning you down on the bed and fucking you hard
? Is being smart just about conquering you not only physically but also slowly conquering you spiritually? Of
course, I wouldn't say any of these things.
"How could that be? Auntie, you came out to play this time because your son did so well on his exam, right?"
"Him? Who knows why he did so well? Maybe he cheated or something."
Hearing my mother say this, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of impression I had on her. I
worked hard to get good grades, and my mother said this about me. How worthless was I in her eyes?
"I really wish I had a mother like you, Auntie."
As I said this, I showed a sad expression. Seeing my expression, my mother obviously realized that something was on my mind,
so she asked me why.
"Actually, my mother left when I was very young. I don't know where she went."
Hearing me say this, my mother's maternal love began to overflow.
"Then if you don't mind, you can think of me as your mother."
"Really? That's great, Mom."
As I said this, I hugged my mother tightly. Seeing how happy I was, my mother's face also showed
a happy expression. Holding my mother close, I thought to myself, "From now on, when I'm with you, I can openly call you 'Mom
.' That'll definitely be more exciting. I bet you'd never dream that the one having sex with you is actually your own
son.
" "Oh no, it's so late! Your husband will worry!"
I suddenly yelled as we hugged tightly. My mother realized
how late it was. Although she was reluctant to part with me, she got up,
dressed, and prepared to leave to avoid arousing her husband's suspicion.
"By the way, Mom, how many days are you going to stay?"
"Huh?"
She was clearly not used to me suddenly calling her "Mom.
" "What's wrong? Didn't you promise I could treat you like Mom?"
"Ah? Right, how silly of me."
She tapped her head and stuck out her tongue, looking quite adorable.
"How many days?"
"We're going back the day after tomorrow."
"Ah, so soon! So soon we'll have to part with Mom!"
Hearing this, my mother also showed a reluctant expression.
"Can Mom come and keep me company tomorrow morning?"
"Tomorrow? We're going hiking early in the morning!"
"In the morning, but it'll interfere with your plans, okay, Mom?"
Faced with my pleading, Mom chuckled and nodded in agreement. Seeing Mom agree, I...
I jumped up with joy, and my excitement clearly affected my mother, who left
the room with a smile.
After she left, I quickly turned on the hidden camera I'd secretly installed in my parents' room. Soon, my father's
image appeared on the screen, but it was just an image; I could only
make out his voice with the poor soundproofing.
My father was watching TV on the screen. Although he was awake, his flushed face clearly indicated he
was still drunk. Since he was already sober, I wondered if he had heard my mother and
me making love. Thinking this, I smiled.
Soon, my mother appeared, and my father quickly got out of bed when he saw her return.
"Why are you so late?"
"I was out a little late. Are you sober now?"
Because of the wall, even though I pressed my ear against it, I could only hear faint
words, but I could tell my mother's tone wasn't pleasant.
"What are you doing, you rascal?"
Hearing my mother's sudden words, I quickly turned my gaze to the screen. I saw my father pinning my mother down
on the bed, kissing her repeatedly, but my mother clearly wasn't cooperating.
"You don't know, when you went for a walk just now, there was a young couple next door making love
very loudly, it was a bit unbearable for me."
Hearing my father say this, my mother's movements obviously paused for a moment. She thought to herself, could it be that
her husband heard her and Xiaofeng making love? But then she thought, since her husband said it was a young couple, he obviously hadn't
noticed her behavior. However, now my mother couldn't refuse so vehemently, after all,
it wouldn't be good if her husband found out.
"I just got back from shopping, let me take a shower first, what's the rush?"
But my father obviously ignored my mother, his mouth still moving. Seeing her husband like this,
my mother knew that taking a shower was definitely out of the question. Actually, what my mother was worried about now was that her vagina
was currently filled with my semen, and if she made love like this, it wouldn't be good if her husband found out.
Just as Mom was worrying, Dad suddenly kissed her, a strong smell of alcohol
making Mom frown. While kissing her, Dad reached inside Mom's clothes,
fondling her breasts.
A short while later, Dad pushed Mom down onto the bed, pulled up her clothes, and began
biting her breasts. His rough actions clearly made Mom very uncomfortable.
"You rascal, be gentle, it hurts!"
Mom said, but whether it was Dad's alcohol kicking in again or something else
, his actions didn't slow down; instead, they became even rougher. Seeing Dad like this, Mom
could only frown and there was nothing she could do.
Just then, Dad pulled down Mom's pants, touched her genitals, and
said with a smile.
"You said you didn't want to? Look how wet you are down there."
Without waiting for his mother's reaction, he pulled down his pants, then, holding her legs down
, thrust his penis into her vagina.
"Wife, you say no, but you really want it, otherwise why would your vagina be so wet?"
He then excitedly began thrusting, while his mother remained silent, letting him continue.
However, her expression clearly showed her displeasure.
"Haha, wife, it feels so good! Aren't you feeling good too? You're so wet, it feels good, doesn't it?"
Watching his father smugly remark, I couldn't help but chuckle in the other room. I thought, "Your
wife is so wet because we just had sex. Of course her vagina is wet; my
semen filled her completely."
His father, oblivious to this, seemed to think it was all his doing. How pathetic.
"Ah—so good—ah!"
With a roar, Dad ejaculated. His quickly softening penis
slid out of Mom's vagina. My semen mixed with Dad's, dripping onto the sheets. Satisfied
, Dad prepared to lie down and sleep.
Seeing Dad fall asleep immediately after lying down, Mom's face showed disgust. Mom grabbed
a change of clothes without anything and went into the bathroom.
Looking at Dad like this, I couldn't help but shake my head. But I thought maybe Dad had drunk too much today
. I thought maybe he wouldn't even remember having sex with his wife the next day
. Thinking about being intimate with Mom the next morning, I stopped observing my parents' room and went to
sleep peacefully.
The next morning, I was woken up by the alarm clock. I looked at the time and it was only 5 o'clock. It seemed I hadn't overslept. I quickly got up,
washed up, and waited for Mom to arrive. I pressed my ear against the wall, but there was still no
sound from next door. I wondered if Mom had overslept. With this slight unease, I began to
wait patiently.
"Honey, I'm going for a walk."
"Going for a walk so early?"
"Yes, it's rare to get out and about. The air here is so fresh; a morning walk is so refreshing."
"Okay, then come back early, don't be so late like yesterday. We're going hiking this morning
."
"Okay."
Then I heard Mom open the door, while Dad continued sleeping.
Knock, knock, knock. Hearing Mom's knock, I rushed to open the door. As soon as I opened it, I saw Mom
standing there with a smile. Seeing her like that, I hugged her tightly, ready to give her a big kiss.
"Look at you, so impatient! You're already behaving yourself at the door. What if someone sees us?"
Hearing Mom say this, I couldn't help but scratch my head awkwardly, thinking that I really was too impatient.
I quickly ushered my mother into the room. To make it easier to be intimate with her, I was shirtless, wearing
only my underwear. When my mother saw me dressed like that, she said shyly,
"You don't look up yet. Am I too early?"
"How could I? I've been waiting for you."
Hearing this, I shook my head. Seeing my nervousness, my mother couldn't help but
chuckle.
"Mom, I didn't expect you to come so early."
"I was afraid you'd be waiting too long."
Hearing me call her that, my mother didn't seem uncomfortable, which made me incredibly happy. After all,
I still felt that was the most natural way to address her.
"By the way, your husband didn't say anything when you got home so late yesterday, did he?"
My mother blushed at my question.
"You tell me! Yesterday, my husband heard us making love in this room."
"Oh, really? Your husband didn't do anything to you, did he?"
Hearing my mother say this, I pretended to be very nervous and asked with concern. Seeing my nervous
expression, my mother felt even warmer inside, because she felt that I was the one who truly cared for and loved her.
"Don't worry, my husband doesn't know it's me; he thinks it's some other young couple."
"Oh, I see. That puts my mind at ease."
I said, deliberately feigning a relieved expression.
"What are you relieved about? My husband forced himself on me yesterday. I was afraid he'd discover something
was amiss."
"Hmm? How so?"
Seeing my puzzled expression, my mother continued.
"You little rascal, you forgot? Yesterday when I left, we had just finished making love, and you ejaculated so
much semen inside me. What if my husband notices something's wrong during sex?"
"Ah?"
Seeing my terrified expression, my mother chuckled and continued.
"Don't worry, my husband was drunk then, so he didn't notice. He thought I was just aroused, that's why I
was so wet."
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble last night, Auntie."
I sat on the edge of the bed, fidgeting nervously. Seeing me like this, my mother felt a surge of warmth.
"Silly boy, it's nothing, don't overthink it. And what did you call me just now?"
Actually, I had called her that on purpose to see my mother's reaction, so when she said that, I
understood what she meant. I threw myself into her arms and said sweetly.
"Mom is the best."
Hearing me say that, looking at me nestled in her arms, my mother radiated maternal love, gently
stroking my head. Suddenly, I broke free from her embrace. Faced with my sudden action, my mother
was a little bewildered.
"Oh, right, Mom, you're going hiking later. We don't have much time this morning, we can't
just waste it like this."
I said, grinning lewdly at my mother. Seeing my expression, she knew exactly what I meant.
She muttered, "You're such a little devil," and got up to start taking off her clothes. I just
sat quietly on the edge of the bed, watching her remove her clothes one by one, which gave me a strange feeling. Soon,
my mother was standing naked in front of me. But instinctively, she covered her
breasts and genitals with her hands. Her face flushed red as she lowered her head shyly, looking incredibly cute, which made me
a little intoxicated.
"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?"
Seeing me staring intently at her, she finally couldn't help but ask. Only then did I realize
I had been lost in thought, and I scratched my head sheepishly.
"That's because Auntie is so beautiful, so...sigh, if Auntie were really my mom, that would be so
wonderful."
"Hmm? Why do you say that?"
"Hehe, if Auntie were really my mom, wouldn't I be able to enjoy this beautiful scenery every day?"
"You little rascal, besides, didn't I tell you yesterday that you should just treat me as your mom? Next
time, you're not allowed to call me 'Auntie,' you have to call me 'Mom,' or I'll get angry, understand?"
As she spoke, Mom deliberately pretended to be angry. Hearing Mom say that, I was very happy
. After all, the purpose of constantly reminding her to treat me as her mom was to make her
feel like she was making love with her son during sex. That way, maybe when Mom found out my true identity, she
wouldn't be so resistant. However, I was still very careful about my true identity. After all,
the consequences of revealing my identity were hard to predict, and I didn't know what Mom would do then, so it was best to keep it
a secret.
However, this was also a kind of torment for me, since the person my mother opened her heart to was another
character I had created. In fact, to prevent my mother from discovering my true identity, I not only changed my clothes, but also deliberately
altered my voice. Otherwise, even if my mother was oblivious, she would have noticed something.
"Really? Mom is the best."
After saying that, I pounced on the other person. Seeing me pounce, my mother naturally lowered her hands, which had been covering
her, to catch me.
"Mom, I want to eat milk."
I snuggled into my mother's arms and said coquettishly. Seeing me like this, my mother shook her head helplessly.
"I really can't do anything with you, can I? Here, eat."
She said, lifting up one of her breasts.
"Hmm, no, I want Mom to feed me, like a little child
. I want to make up for not eating when I was little."
Hearing this, my mother sat on the edge of the bed and gestured for me to sit on her lap. I lay on my mother's body like a baby
. I saw her hold my head and slowly bring it closer to her breast. When I saw
her breast right next to my mouth, I naturally didn't hold back. I opened my mouth and took it in, sucking on it passionately
.
Slowly, Mom began to feel something from my suckling, her heavy nasal voice clearly audible in my ear
. I wondered if Mom felt anything when I suckled as a baby, but
I obviously had no answer to that question.
Mom closed her eyes, letting me suckle passionately in her arms. But soon I felt that this
suckling wasn't enough, so I took advantage of Mom's momentary lapse in attention and pushed her down onto the bed. Faced with
this sudden action, Mom instinctively opened her eyes, but before she could even see what was happening,
I kissed her. Feeling my lips, Mom naturally opened her mouth, allowing my tongue to
easily enter.
So, while kissing Mom, I slowly explored her genitals with my hands. I quickly found
Mom's vulva, but it wasn't fully wet yet, so I began to
stimulate Mom's clitoris with my hands. Finally, with my combined attack from above and below, Mom's vagina gradually became
wet. Although our lips were pressed tightly together, I could still hear my mother's comfortable
moans through the gap.
Seeing that it was almost time and I couldn't play with my mother for long this morning, I parted our lips. My mother
was already aroused, her face flushed pink with desire.
"Mom, I'm going to enter your body now,"
I said, then lifted my mother's legs and aimed my already swollen penis at her vagina.
Hearing this, my mother seemed very embarrassed; after all, the way I addressed her made her feel
quite special. She was thinking about being fucked by her son, even though he wasn't her biological son. So my mother
didn't say anything, just nodded shyly.
Seeing her expression, I naturally didn't hold back, and with my penis pressed against her vagina
, I thrust it all the way into her body. With my penetration, my mother moaned comfortably.
After penetration, I began to thrust forcefully, continuing to tease my mother as I went.
"It feels so good inside, Mom. This must be where I was born. Does it feel good, Mom?"
Hearing this, Mom naturally assumed I was imitating her real son and didn't think much of it.
"Yes, it feels so good, Mom."
Hearing Mom say this, I thrust even harder. After all, today I had subconsciously made Mom
accept having sex with her son. Although this was different from real incest for Mom, for
me, this result was enough. After all, having opened Mom's heart, my future actions
would be much easier.
"It feels so good, Mom, I'm about to come."
"Yes, it feels so good too, son, just shoot inside Mom, it's okay."
Obviously, Mom was also beginning to enjoy this incestuous feeling. Perhaps this
strange stimulation brought her special enjoyment.
And so, after thrusting for a short while, I ejaculated all of my semen into Mom's body. The hot
semen pounded against Mom's uterus, bringing her to orgasm.
At that moment, Dad in the next room was already awake. Hearing the sounds of moaning and groaning coming from next door,
he couldn't help but sigh, "Young people are so energetic, making love so early in the morning!" Of course, he never
dreamed that the sounds of moaning and groaning were coming from his own wife.
After ejaculating, I reluctantly pulled out my still-erect penis, but I knew that
I could probably only play with Mom for a little while this morning, since it was almost 6:30. Seeing
my lingering expression, Mom naturally realized that it was getting late and comforted me, saying that there would be other opportunities later
. Hearing Mom's comforting words, a smile finally appeared on my reluctant face, and I nodded to Mom.
Mom was obviously infected by my smile, and a smile also appeared on her face.
So, Mom got up, dressed, and prepared to leave. Just then, I called out to Mom from behind.
Faced with my sudden call, Mom stopped in her tracks. I took a small pink thing from beside the bed and
handed it to my mother. She took it, clearly not understanding my meaning, and just looked at me with a puzzled expression.
"Mom, I don't know when we'll be able to be intimate again, could you put this in your
vagina today?"
Hearing this, my mother was clearly surprised; she obviously recognized it as a vibrating
egg.
"Okay, Mom, please say yes! No one will know if I don't do it."
Saying this, I shook my mother's hands. Seeing my coaxing, my mother quickly gave in.
"You must be my nemesis from a past life. Okay, I promise you."
After saying this, my mother took off her pants, preparing to insert the vibrating egg into her vagina. Just then
, I snatched the vibrating egg from my mother's hand and said with a grin,
"Mom, let your son put it in for you."
Looking at my innocent smile, my mother sighed and nodded. So I inserted the vibrator
all the way into my mother's vagina. To prevent it from falling out, I even used my hand to push it
deeper into her vagina. Only after doing all this did I stop.
Seeing that I was finished, my mother put her pants back on.
"I knew it, Mom is the best."
After saying that, I kissed my mother on the cheek. Seeing my happy look, my mother didn't say anything and left
. But obviously, she could still feel the foreign object in her vagina. After seeing my mother leave, I thought to myself, "
Today is going to be fun again." Then I went back to my room and waited for my parents to call me for breakfast.
After a while, I heard a knock on the door. I pretended to be still half asleep and opened the door, seeing
my parents standing in the doorway.
"Little sleepyhead, still not awake? Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, we're going hiking later."
Hearing my father say this, I quickly went to my bathroom and pretended to wash up. After a
quick wash, I thought, "Why am I still not up? I even did my morning exercise, which was to fuck your wife hard."
After finishing everything, I followed my parents to the breakfast place.
On the way, I kept stealing glances at my mother and noticed that she had a serious expression. It was hard to imagine that just half
an hour ago, she was in bed with another man. Looking at my mother walking ahead, it was hard to imagine
that there was still a vibrating egg inserted in her vagina. Thinking of this, I gripped the remote control tightly.
We ate breakfast quickly, and after finishing, we started today's itinerary. Seeing my parents
walking up the mountain, chatting and laughing, I knew that my conversation with my mother these past two days had worked. At
least on the surface, they were like a loving couple again.
To be honest, climbing a mountain is really tiring. Because I had used up too much energy in bed these past two days,
I was quickly left behind by my parents.
"Hey, you kid, hurry up! How come you're not as good as the two of us at such a young age?"
Seeing that I was lagging behind, my father said to me irritably.
"Okay, okay."
Hearing Dad say that, I naturally quickened my pace and followed. Since we left early,
there weren't many people on the mountain yet, and we quickly climbed to the halfway point. We took a short rest, and
the beautiful scenery on the mountain made me quite captivated.
"Son, there's a little river over there. Shall we go catch some fish?"
"Okay, okay!"
I said, and quickly walked forward.
"Honey, do you want to come along?"
"No, I'll just rest here for a while. You two go ahead."
Hearing this, Dad just smiled and gestured for me to follow. Seeing Mom sitting alone
on a rock by the mountainside, a wicked thought involuntarily surfaced in my mind. I switched the remote control of the vibrator to
the vibrating mode, secretly glanced back at Mom, and hurried towards Dad.
Sitting on the rock, Mom clearly felt the vibrating egg in her genitals startle, which startled
her. Watching Dad and me walk away, she breathed a sigh of relief,
relieved that her unusual behavior hadn't been noticed by her husband and son. However, she was unaware that
I, walking at a distance, had seen her entire predicament.
Dad and I played in the stream, Dad seemingly transported back to his childhood, thoroughly
enjoying himself. He, however, didn't notice that while playing, his gaze kept drifting towards
Mom sitting in the distance.
Mom was clearly uncomfortable; even with the vibration on the lowest setting, the intense
stimulation was still unbearable. Her face grew increasingly red, and she pressed her legs tightly together
to alleviate the intense stimulation. But at that moment, all her attention was focused on
her genitals, and she naturally didn't notice the strange looks from passersby.
At that moment, Mom desperately wanted to remove the vibrating egg from her vagina, but in this desolate place,
it was clearly just wishful thinking. Besides, although there weren't many pedestrians on the road, there were still a few
people climbing the mountain. She couldn't very well just take her pants off like that.
So Mom tried to control the pleasure in her lower body with reason, but it was obviously not very effective
. Soon, Mom felt her vaginal fluids flowing more and more.
I thought to myself, "Let's see how long you can hold out." With that thought, my hand involuntarily reached for
the remote control and turned the vibration up another level. This sudden increase in vibration was like the last
straw that broke Mom's back. The intense stimulation made Mom cover her mouth, afraid that she would cry out.
I kept changing the vibration frequency of the vibrating egg, while admiring Mom's appearance in the distance. Suddenly, I saw
Mom raise her head high and her legs straighten. I knew that under my constant teasing, Mom had finally
reached orgasm. I figured this was probably Mom's first time having an orgasm outside, so I turned the vibration down
to a lower frequency to keep her from going crazy.
"Dad, I'm a little tired, I'll go back and rest."
"You little rascal, how can you be so useless? Go and rest for a bit."
"Hehe, but Dad, you have to catch me some fish, okay?"
I said with a grin, actually just to keep Dad from noticing Mom
's unusual behavior and to prevent him from interrupting our time alone. Dad, however, was unaware
of my wicked thoughts and just smiled and said he understood.
Then I walked towards Mom. Although Mom had just reached her climax, she clearly
noticed me approaching and panicked, afraid I would discover something.
"Ah, Mom, what's wrong?"
As I got closer, I noticed Mom's forehead was covered in sweat, and her face was flushed.
Hearing my question, Mom suppressed her desire and answered me.
"Oh, Mom's fine, just a little tired."
"Mom, your face is so red, how can you be fine? And you're sweating so much."
I touched Mom's forehead. Because of the vibrating egg constantly stimulating her vagina,
her body was already extremely sensitive, so my touch felt incredibly arousing. Mom
cried out, pulling away from my hand on her forehead.
"Mom, what's wrong? Do you have a fever?"
I continued to ask her with concern.
"Should I go call Dad and let him see what's wrong?"
Hearing that I wanted to call Dad, Mom panicked. She knew her
husband would notice something was wrong, so she quickly said,
"Mom's really fine, no need to call Dad, I just need to rest."
"Are you really not feeling unwell?"
I asked Mom with concern. My concern made her feel like I had grown up and
knew how to care for others. However, what I didn't expect was that this unexpected teasing of Mom would change her impression of me...
Things had changed drastically, but of course I was unaware of all this at the moment; this was an unexpected bonus of mine.
Seeing Mom nod to indicate she was alright, I quietly sat beside her, keeping her company.
Mom responded with only a few words. Because she was still dealing with the vibrator,
I quickly turned it off when I saw Dad looking like he was coming home.
Mom clearly felt relieved when the vibrator stopped, but
she soon noticed her husband was back.
"Oh dear, honey, why are you so red and sweating so much? Are you feeling unwell?"
Faced with Dad's question, Mom was speechless for a moment. Looking at Mom beside me, I
quickly said to avoid arousing Dad's suspicion,
"Mom's just a little tired. I asked her earlier, and she's fine, right, Mom?"
My sudden attempt to smooth things over made Mom find me adorable for the first time, and she continued my
sentence.
"Yes, honey, I'm fine, just tired. Our son played with me for a while, and I feel much better now.
Are you all done playing? If so, let's continue hiking."
"Are you really sure you're alright?"
"Really! Okay, let's continue."
Hearing Mom say this, Dad obviously believed her, since even I had said Mom was just tired
. Mom got up and walked forward, and Dad, worried about her health, quickly followed.
As I caught up, I looked at where Mom had been sitting and noticed the rock was clearly
wet. I thought, "It seems the stimulation earlier was a bit too much; Mom probably released a lot of vaginal fluid." I
shook my head and hurried after her.
However, to avoid Dad noticing, I didn't turn on the vibrator again during the rest of the hike . Mom obviously noticed that the vibrator had finally stopped, and a huge weight 　　was lifted
from her heart . And so, the three of us spent a pleasant day together. 　　During dinner, I noticed a significant change in my mother's attitude towards me. She kept praising me for being sensible and kept 　　piling food into my bowl. My father, on the other hand, just smiled and watched us, drinking his 　　wine. My mother didn't interfere with him today, letting him drink as much as he wanted, so he wasn't particularly happy. 　　Later that night, while I was in my room, I suddenly received a text message from my mother. 　　"You almost got me into trouble today! My vibrator suddenly started vibrating while I was hiking." 　　"Oh, I'm so sorry! I thought it might be malfunctioning. I'm really sorry." 　　"You weren't secretly messing with me, were you?" 　　"No, really not!" 　　I quickly explained. 　　"Okay, my husband's almost finished showering, so I won't text anymore." 　　After saying that, I didn't receive any more texts from my mother. However, from the text message, I could clearly sense 　　that my mother suspected me of doing something wrong, and I could also sense her dissatisfaction. But this wasn't a big deal for me. 　　I could just coax her slowly later, and I believed this friction would be resolved quickly. Tonight's 　　change in my mother's attitude towards me was an unexpected bonus. It seems I need to put more effort into winning her over; 　　maybe that way I can outdo the fictional character I created. After all, as her son, I have plenty of opportunities to make her happy 　　. 　　The next morning, I checked out of the hotel early. Our family embarked on our 　　journey home. Once home, I realized how tiring the past three days had been. So 　　I went to bed early. The next morning, I woke up to find no messages from my mother. It seemed I had really upset her. I sent an 　　apology text, but received no reply. It seems I still have a long way to go to appease her. 　　But the holiday has only just begun; there's still a long time ahead. What should I do next? I sat at my desk, 　　thinking and browsing the internet aimlessly. Just then, I received a text from Chen Jie, and another plan 　　surfaced in my mind.

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