Spying on Mom's Affair

My mother's name is Yang Jiemin. She was born in October 1965, married in January 1987, and gave birth to me in December 1987. My mother was a kindergarten teacher. She was quite pretty; she had big eyes, an oval face, long, flowing hair, fair skin, full breasts, a slightly protruding belly, a pert bottom, and long legs. Her slightly plump figure exuded the charm of a mature woman; she was truly beautiful. My father was a sales manager at a factory. He was often away on sales trips, usually only coming home once every two weeks, staying for two or three days before leaving again. Most of the time, it was just my mother and me at home. I discovered my mother's promiscuity unintentionally. It was one day in mid-June 2001. I had an exam that morning without telling my mother. I finished at ten o'clock and went home, intending to play computer games. But when I got home, I found my mother's high-heeled shoes at the door, along with a pair of men's shoes. I sensed something was wrong. I quietly approached the master bedroom door, which was ajar. My mother was lying on the bed moaning, and a man was thrusting into her. Afraid they would discover me, I quickly and quietly retreated. But instead of leaving, I hid on the platform between the third and fourth floors (our house is on the third floor, a three-bedroom, two-living room, two-bathroom apartment). About an hour later, around 11 o'clock, the man came out. He was about 40 years old and had an air of authority. A little while later, my mother also came out. She was wearing a pink sleeveless blouse, a black knee-length skirt, and black nude high heels. Looking at my mother and thinking about what had just happened, my penis involuntarily became erect. I regretted not continuing to watch. Later, I came home early several times, but I didn't see my mother cheating again. The second time was in July 2002. I was on summer vacation, and my mother had to work at the kindergarten. In the afternoon, I went swimming with my classmates, and because I didn't have enough money, I ran to the kindergarten to ask my mother for money. But the kindergarten gate was locked, and my mother's black handbag was still on the table in the kindergarten hall. I was very curious, so I climbed in through the back door of the kindergarten and then climbed into the kindergarten through an open window next to the canteen stove. I walked aimlessly inside the kindergarten. When I got to my mother's middle (1) class, I heard a sound inside. I looked through the window in the door and saw only my mother's short-sleeved white shirt, white lace bra and beige skirt on a table, but I couldn't see her. I guessed she was in the storage room, so I went up to the second floor and looked down from the atrium in the hall. Sure enough, through the window of the storage room, I saw my mother lying naked on the children's nap mat. She looked like she had just taken a bath. Her chestnut red hair was wet and disheveled, her two snow-white thighs were spread apart, and she was wearing white nude high heels. It was the same official-looking man I saw last year who was lying between my mother's legs, using his mouth and hands to fuck my mother's vagina! His tongue licked back and forth at the entrance of my mother's vagina. My mother had her eyes closed, seemingly enjoying it. The man continued licking and sucking at my mother's vulva for a long time. Then the man lay down, and my mother knelt on the mat, one hand with dark red nail polish supporting his testicles, the other hand holding the base of his penis, and she took the glans into her mouth, making piston-like movements. The man's penis wasn't very long, but it was thick and dark, indicating he had been with many women. My mother was not only giving him oral sex, but also sucking on one of his testicles. My mother's large eyes looked at the man with an extremely lewd gaze, and the man grinned at my mother, seemingly enjoying the oral sex she was providing. The man probably felt he had enjoyed sucking his penis enough; he had my mother lie on the mat with her legs spread, using the index and middle fingers of his left hand to open her labia majora, while his right hand held his large penis. He first rubbed his glans against my mother's vulva a few times, then thrust his hips forward, seemingly inserting his entire penis into her vagina. My mother wrapped her thighs around the man's waist, her hands around his neck. The man's left hand rested on the mat, while his right hand kneaded my mother's left breast, the breast changing shape with his touch. Although his hands were caressing my mother, his penis was never idle, thrusting rapidly in and out of her vagina. This man-on-top position continued for more than ten minutes before the man withdrew his penis from my mother's vagina. My mother got up and knelt on the mat, sticking out her snow-white buttocks. The man then inserted his penis into her vagina from behind. He grabbed my mother's waist with both hands and pulled her back, his penis rapidly thrusting in and out of her vagina. The man continued to rape my mother in this position for about fifteen to twenty minutes. Suddenly, his hands reached forward and grabbed my mother's breasts from behind. Then, he lowered his body and pressed down on my mother, forcing her to lie face down on the mat. The two of them remained lying there; the man had probably ejaculated. After a while, the man reached down with his right hand and pulled his penis from my mother's vagina. After pulling it out, he slapped my mother's white buttocks. The man got up from the mat and took a box of tissues from my mother's drawer. He gave two tissues to my mother and took two for himself to wipe away the remaining semen on his glans and the vaginal fluid from my mother's penis. My mother held the tissues and wiped away the semen that had flowed back from her vagina to the opening. Afterward, my mother put on the white, semi-transparent lace panties she had left on the mat, put on white nude high heels, and went to class naked to get dressed. (I saw that it was already a mess by then, and my underwear was probably covered in semen.) A little while later, the man came out and left. Then my mother got dressed and came out of Class 1 to the kindergarten hall. I climbed over the back door from the cafeteria and went to the kindergarten gate to call my mother, acting as if nothing had happened. My mother's lewd behavior from ten minutes ago was completely gone. Her chestnut-red hair was tied up at the back of her head, and she looked beautiful in her short-sleeved white shirt and beige skirt. She asked me a little strangely why I came back so early. I said I was too tired, so my mother told me to go home first. I said I would wait for you and we would go together. My mother smiled and started packing her things. Fifteen minutes later, it was almost 4:30. My mother took her black handbag and we went home together. Rate your experience browsing this post: Wonderful, Beautiful, Shocking, Professional, Boring, Spam, Angry, Reply, Quote, Report, Top yuyubnxin Level: l6 Five-star badge Show user information 1st floor Posted: 2012-07-07 Show only this author | Small Medium Large Child pornography, bestiality, etc. are all fraudulent content! We do not accept and once you share any related content, your account will be immediately banned and legal evidence will be retained. If you find the resource description is inconsistent or the post is wrong, please use the in-post reporting function to report it. When I got home, my mother cooked as usual, ate dinner and watched TV, as if nothing had happened. Just after ten o'clock, my mother's TV program ended, and she went to the bathroom in the master bedroom to take a shower. Thinking about the scene in the afternoon, I couldn't resist and wanted to peek at my mother taking a shower. As soon as my mother entered the bathroom, I slipped into the door of the master bedroom bathroom. The door of the master bedroom bathroom was a pair of small folding doors, with a gap in the middle that was not sealed very tightly. Through that small gap, the entire master bedroom bathroom could be seen. I crouched quietly by the bathroom door and peeked through the crack. My mother had her chestnut-red hair piled up behind her head. She rinsed off the shower gel and foam from her body. After rinsing, she sat on the toilet to urinate, and then rinsed her intoxicating vulva under the showerhead. Then she did something that made my blood boil: she inserted her right index and middle fingers into her vagina and started fiddling with them. It didn't seem like masturbation; she was probably trying to wash away the semen that man had ejaculated inside her that afternoon. Maybe it had been a while and there wasn't any left inside. Then I suddenly remembered the white, semi-transparent lace panties my mother had worn that afternoon. I went to the bathroom in the hallway near the living room and found her white lace bra and the white, semi-transparent lace panties in a basin on top of the washing machine. I picked up the panties and saw, sure enough, the semen residue I had been waiting for. A little while later, I heard my mother come out of the shower. I quickly dropped her panties and went to the bathroom to shower. In the bathroom, I couldn't calm down thinking about my mother's slutty appearance, and I unconsciously ejaculated in the bathroom.After showering, I went to my room to turn on the air conditioner, when suddenly an idea struck me. I unplugged the air conditioner, told my mom it wouldn't turn on, and naturally went to sleep in her room. My mom was wearing a pink silk short nightgown, her two snow-white thighs exposed. Although I had seen my mom dressed like this before, the thought of what happened that afternoon still made me very "sexually aroused." I got into bed, but I didn't dare lie flat (my penis was already hard), so I lay on my side and drifted off to sleep. I don't know what time it was, but I was woken up by voices. My mom was on the phone, talking about some trivial things. Later, I heard her laugh and say, "You want it again after what we did this afternoon?" I thought it must be that man from the afternoon. I don't know what the man said, but my mom said, "I'm not free tomorrow, someone's coming to the kindergarten. How about we go to **Garden the day after tomorrow?" The man must have agreed. A little while later, my mom hung up and went to sleep. The next morning, my mom went to work at the kindergarten again. I was home alone, plotting how to see what would happen the next day, and finally decided to follow her. I know the **Garden. I'll go there early tomorrow morning and wait for her. The day passed quickly. Early on the third day, I made an excuse to go out with my classmates. As I was leaving, my mother said she was going out with a colleague from her kindergarten and might be back late, so I shouldn't wait for her. (My mother is planning to spend the night with that man?! How shameless!) After leaving, I went straight to **Garden. I sat down in the pavilion in the small recreational square, keeping an eye on the entrance to the complex. Soon, my mother arrived. Today, she was wearing a white V-neck tight-fitting t-shirt, a gray short skirt, and black buckled high-heeled sandals. Her chestnut-red hair was down, making her look like a beautiful middle-aged woman. I followed her from a distance, and after seeing her enter a building, I quickened my pace, keeping a distance and secretly following her upstairs. I discovered that my mother had entered an apartment on the 6th floor. It seems that today's plan has to end here. However, my mother didn't knock when she went in, which means she has a key. I decided to find a way to steal a copy of the key. Back home, I could only look at my mother's photo, imagining her lewd act of having sex with that man. My mother didn't return until almost 11 pm that night (I was really worried about her vagina; I wondered if it had been damaged by that man). While my mother was showering, I secretly looked at her white lace panties; they were completely bare, so I guessed she hadn't worn them much that day. In the morning, I got up before my mother. After washing up, I made an excuse to buy a newspaper and took my mother's keys downstairs. I didn't know which key opened which door, so I made copies of four keys I didn't recognize. When I got home, I put the keys back in my mother's bag. In the afternoon, I made an excuse to go out and went to **Garden. There were two apartments on the 6th floor, and neither seemed to be home. I first tried the four keys to open the door to 603, but none of them worked. I tried 604, and the security door opened on the second try. I then tried the other three keys to open the front door, and on the third try, the door opened. I carefully closed the door and went inside. It was a two-bedroom apartment, nicely renovated. The smaller room was empty, containing only some miscellaneous items. The larger room had a five-foot Simmons bed, a large wardrobe, and a 29-inch television with a DVD player on the TV stand. The wardrobe was empty, but there were several pornographic films under the TV stand. It was hard to imagine that my usually dignified mother was watching porn and having sex with that man on this bed. I didn't dare linger, afraid someone would see me, so I quickly left. From then on, I waited for an opportunity to witness my mother's wanton state in that room. But my mother never seemed to go there, which was truly disappointing. At the end of August, with only a few days left before school started, I overheard my mother on the phone while showering that night. Her voice was very low, as if she didn't want me to hear. I suspected it was another call about their affair. The next day, regardless of whether they were having an affair at **Garden, I lied and said I was going to a classmate's house to wait. After confirming that no one was home, I used a stolen key to open the door and lock it. I then searched the room for a place where I could hide while still watching the spectacle, finally deciding to hide inside the 29-inch TV box on the balcony. The August weather was hot, but I had to endure it to watch my mother's live sex act. After waiting for almost an hour, just as I was about to give up, I heard a noise at the door. I quickly hid inside the TV box, and through the small hole left for lifting the cardboard box, I could see the entire room. After the door was locked, I heard the sounds of a man and woman laughing and joking, followed by footsteps entering the room. At that moment, I felt tense but mostly excited. My mother and the man entered the room, laughing and joking. My mother had her hair down, wore a black stretchy knit short-sleeved V-neck top (the kind that feels soft and smooth to the touch), dark beige chiffon trousers, and black high-heeled sandals. The man had one arm around my mother's waist, and the other hand was kneading her full breasts through her clothes. After they reached the bed, he pushed her down onto it. She took off her black high-heeled sandals, and the man's hands immediately began to pull off her dark beige trousers. My mother, lifting her hips, said, "It's only been a few days on a business trip? Why the rush? Take a shower first!" The man agreed but didn't get up. He pulled off her trousers and tossed them to the floor. My mother was wearing black silk lace panties today. Then the man parted my mother's long, white thighs, buried his head in her groin, and licked her genitals through the black silk lace panties. He licked for almost ten minutes, until my mother's breathing became rapid, and she began to moan softly. The man also pulled off the mother's black silk lace panties and threw them on the corner of the bed. The crotch of the panties was already soaked with the mother's vaginal fluid and the man's saliva. The mother's legs were spread apart, and her genitals were completely exposed.This was also the first time I had the chance to see my birthplace clearly, my mother's vulva. My mother's pubic hair was black and shiny, quite long and very thick, and her labia majora were purplish-red and wet. Unfortunately, I still couldn't see what was inside her vulva. The man spread my mother's labia majora apart and licked the vaginal opening and clitoris with the tip of his tongue. Every time he sucked on the clitoral head, my mother's body would tremble and she would moan. It seemed that my mother was very sensitive to clitoral stimulation. After licking my mother's vulva enough, the man got up and took off his trousers and underwear. His penis was black and thick, but not long. The man held his penis in his left hand and spread my mother's vulva apart with his right hand. After rubbing the glans against my mother's vaginal opening a few times, he thrust his penis all the way in. My mother made moaning sounds, closed her eyes, and rubbed her breasts with both hands, seemingly enjoying it. The man pulled up the hem of the mother's black short-sleeved V-neck blouse, and she obediently lifted her body, allowing him to remove it. She was wearing a black lace bra, which he pulled down, revealing her full breasts. The black cups accentuated their sexiness. The man wrapped his arms around her neck, sucking on one of her nipples, his penis sometimes thrusting in and out, sometimes circling inside her vagina. The mother was completely captivated by his penis; her usual reserve and shyness had vanished. She gasped and cried out, "Ah...so good...harder...faster...don't stop...rotate a few more times..." They continued like this for over twenty minutes until the man finally let out a groan and lay still on top of her. His semen once again ejaculated into her uterus. After lying there for a while, Mom pushed him up and said, "Go wash up, you're all sweaty!" The man chuckled and pulled Mom up. Mom unhooked her bra and took it off, stroking the teeth marks on her right breast, saying, "Look what you bit me!" The man reached out and grabbed Mom's breast, saying, "Come on, let me rub it for you!" Mom laughed and pushed his hand away, saying, "Who wants you to rub it!" Just as the two were about to go to the bathroom to shower, the man's phone rang. After answering the phone, the man shook his head helplessly and said he had to leave. Mom gently held his limp penis, her face filled with disappointment. The man chuckled and said, "Even if I leave, I'll wait until you wash my little bird clean before I go!" Mom laughed, slapped his chest, and pulled him towards the bathroom. The man pulled her back, saying, "Can I use my mouth?" Mom shook her head, saying, "No, it's too disgusting, and besides, I don't know how." The man said, "Like oral sex, you didn't suck my penis today." Mom refused several times, but the man insisted she suck his penis. Mom reluctantly agreed. The man sat on the edge of the bed, and Mom knelt in front of him, taking his penis into her mouth, licking and swallowing the mixture of semen and her own vaginal fluid. The man groaned, holding Mom's head with both hands, thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth. Then, with a muffled groan, he ejaculated in Mom's mouth. Mom didn't spit out his penis, presumably swallowing all the semen. It was truly unexpected how lewd Mom was now. Just then, I heard the man say, "Yes, the tongue is swirling around the glans... Ah! Our Miss Yang's oral skills are getting better and better!" Mom spat out his penis and laughed, "You rascal, you want to make me feel good and you dare laugh at me? I'm not doing it again!" The man laughed and said, "Wife, don't be angry, I know I was wrong, I won't do it again!" Mom said irritably, "If you have something to do, hurry up and leave, what time is it!" The man chuckled and went to get dressed, while Mom went to the bathroom naked to shower. A short while after the man left, Mom finished showering, got dressed, tidied the room, and left too. After I made sure they were all gone, I came out, looked at the bed where Mom had just had sex, and thinking about her lewd appearance during sex, I couldn't help but ejaculate. Afterwards, I cleaned up in the bathroom and left Mom's love nest.July 7, 2012 (View only this author's posts) Summer vacation ended quickly, and I'll be starting junior high soon. There won't be any more time to watch my mother's affair, which is a bit of a regret. Looking at my usually dignified mother, I can't help but think of her wanton side. About two weeks into the school year, one day I came home and saw my mother standing in front of the wardrobe, wearing a white short-sleeved blouse and white lace panties, looking for clothes. She took a light blue skirt and a pair of black stockings, sat on the edge of the bed, and put them on. After getting dressed, she put on some light makeup, making her look even more beautiful and sexy. She picked up her handbag, smiled at me, and said, "How do I look? Am I pretty?" I smiled and nodded, saying, "Are you going out? Where to?" She said, "A parent of a new student invited us to dinner. I've already cooked your meal; it's in the pot. Just heat it up yourself. Be careful home alone!" I nodded in agreement, thinking to myself: Maybe she'll get a sausage as a snack too! Mom went out wearing a pair of black pointed high heels. I hurried out too, wanting to follow her, but by the time I got there, she had already hailed a taxi and left. Disappointed, I could only return home and wait. I spent the time idly at home, and soon it was ten o'clock. I really couldn't understand why dinner took so long; could it really be… I really regretted not following Mom. Around eleven o'clock, there was finally some movement at the door. I opened my bedroom door a crack and saw Mom stagger in, then slump onto the sofa. She seemed to have drunk quite a bit; no wonder she was so late! I went to Mom's side to help her to her room to sleep. As I put my arms around her slender waist, a bold thought flashed through my mind: taking advantage of Mom's drunkenness, I would also enjoy my lustful mother's beautiful hole! But Mom wasn't very drunk. If I did this, she would definitely remember it when she woke up tomorrow, and then… Suddenly, I remembered that there seemed to be sleeping pills in the medicine cabinet. I ran to the medicine cabinet and found the sleeping pills. Holding the sleeping pills, I poured a glass of water and went to my mother. Looking at her, I hesitated again. After all, she was my mother. Doing this… But when I thought of my mother's lewd appearance when she made love with other men, I couldn't care less. This beautiful mother, this opportunity, might never come again. I held the sleeping pills and lifted my mother's head, saying, "Here, take some medicine to sober up." My mother made a humming sound and obediently took the pills. I poured some water into her mouth and helped her swallow the sleeping pills. After my mother took the sleeping pills, I waited for about twenty minutes until her breathing was steady. I shook her a few times to make sure she was really asleep. Then I began to caress my mother's body, feeling both excited and a little scared. Looking at the pair of full breasts under her white short-sleeved shirt that I had fantasized about countless times, I could finally caress them with my own hands! My hands trembled slightly as I unbuttoned my mother's white short-sleeved shirt, one button at a time. After unbuttoning her shirt, I reached behind my mother, lifted her upper body, and unhooked her white lace bra, flipping the cups up to fully expose her breasts. My hands kneaded her breasts, pinching her nipples and sucking on the other. Playing with her breasts caused my penis to harden involuntarily. Thinking of my mother's wanton, beautiful vagina, repeatedly violated by that man during her affair, I recklessly lifted her light blue skirt to her waist. The scene before me was unexpected: the crotch of her black stockings was torn, her white lace panties were gone, and only her wet vagina was still leaking a little clear fluid. I understood everything; my mother had indeed had an extra "meat sausage" (a euphemism for a sexual encounter). Seeing my mother's wanton appearance, I could no longer resist and thrust my penis into her beautiful vagina. At this moment, the sensation of penetration was no longer important; what mattered was that I had penetrated my own mother's wanton, beautiful vagina—a place that had filled me with endless fantasies, and now I was actually inside her! My mother's vagina was incredibly tight. I felt my penis being tightly enveloped in her slippery vagina. I didn't know if it was her vaginal fluids or the semen left by the man who had violated her, or perhaps both, that made her vagina exceptionally slippery. As I vigorously thrust my penis in and out, my mother seemed to react. She moaned softly, her hands involuntarily gripping the cushions on the sofa. Perhaps it was my lack of experience, or perhaps making love with my wanton mother was too stimulating, but I only lasted less than ten minutes before ejaculating deep into my mother's vagina. However, I didn't pull my penis out; I left it inside her, holding her slender waist with both hands, letting her lie flat on the sofa, her head resting on the armrest. I lay on top of my mother, one hand playing with her nipple, the other sucking on her mouth. Soon, my penis hardened again inside her tight, wanton vagina. I grabbed her legs, still clad in black stockings with the crotch ripped open, and hoisted them onto my shoulders, thrusting my penis deep into her vagina. Having just ejaculated, this time the fucking lasted much longer. I mechanically pumped in and out, occasionally squeezing her breasts. After about half an hour, I felt my penis starting to feel like giving up. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind: why not ejaculate on my mother's face like the male lead in porn movies? Having made up my mind, I increased the frequency and force of my thrusts. A moment later, I felt a release in my penis, and I quickly pulled it out and brought it to my mother's face. My semen sprayed all over her face, large, sticky drops running down her face and onto the collar of her white short-sleeved shirt. After admiring my "masterpiece" for a while, I got some tissues and wiped the semen off my mother's face and her chestnut-red hair. I helped her put on her white lace bra and shirt, and put her light blue skirt down before going back to my room. Before going back, I squeezed my mother's breast again, thinking to myself: Mom, I must possess your slutty, beautiful cunt forever!July 7, 2012 (View only this author's posts) | Small Medium Large A week later, I overheard my mother making a phone call in the living room. Like last time, her voice was very low, as if she didn't want me to hear. I believed it was another call about her affair. But my mother didn't know that I had secretly placed a recording device in the phone. After she went into the bathroom, I immediately played the recorded conversation in my room. It turned out that my mother's lover was a department head at a state-owned bank in the city. From their conversation, I learned that he had recently abused his power to embezzle a large amount of bank funds for speculation. Moreover, his superior was his wife's father, and they were already suspicious of him. During the call, he instructed my mother to dispose of the cash and securities he had stored in ** Garden by the end of the month, and that they couldn't meet for a while. From my mother's replies, she complained that he hadn't listened to her advice and expressed her unbearable distress. He jokingly suggested that my mother temporarily use a vibrator instead. It turned out that my mother had an extremely high sex drive, which my father couldn't handle. He had no choice but to tacitly allow her to have an affair, on the condition that it wouldn't affect the family. He pretended not to know, so my mother could secretly have an affair with him and satisfy her sexual desires. This major discovery made me determined that it would be more advantageous for me to replace him and possess my mother long-term. That night, I pondered repeatedly and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Then I came up with a brilliant plan... killing two birds with one stone, exposing his embezzlement of public funds and making my mother break off her relationship with him. Just as I was rejoicing, I suddenly heard moans and panting coming from my mother's room. These familiar sounds were the sounds my mother made when she had an orgasm... Could it be that my mother was having sex with someone in her room? I thought to myself and immediately quietly went to my mother's room. I found that her door was not fully closed, with a small gap letting in light. I saw my mother rolling around on the bed, completely naked. Her pair of full breasts, with their pink nipples, stood proudly erect. A vibrator was inserted into her vulva, and Mom kept pulling it in and out, her labia majora slightly opening and closing. Her thick pubic hair, glistening with vaginal fluid, shimmered alluringly under the bedside lamp. It turned out Mom was masturbating. My penis immediately hardened, and I really wanted to push open the door and use my penis to quell Mom's lust. But then I thought, if Mom resisted, it might ruin things, so I quietly went back to my room and masturbated myself. When I finished and went to wash my hands in the bathroom, I happened to see Mom coming out, her face flushed, as if she were drunk. My penis, though I had just finished, was still hard, making my pajama bottoms look like a small tent. Mom was wearing a white, semi-transparent lace nightgown, which, under the bathroom light, was completely visible. Her firm breasts, thick pubic hair covering her alluring vulva, and her beautiful body made my penis even more excited, throbbing incessantly. At this moment, Mom noticed this too. Mei-yan's eyes widened immediately, then she turned away and said, "It's late, go to sleep!" She quickly went back to her room. I didn't fall asleep for a long time after returning to my room. In the morning, I went to school. After school at noon, I immediately went to **Garden and took all of Mom's belongings. Luckily, Mom had only left some sexy lingerie and nightgowns, and a small amount of cosmetics. Then I went to the intersection and called the local state-owned bank to report her. When Mom came home that evening, I found her looking worried. She went back to her room to change without saying a word. It wasn't until she was cooking in the kitchen that she asked me to turn on the TV to watch the news and to turn the volume up so she could hear. At first, it was all international news, then it turned to local news. One important news story was that the local state-owned bank had received a tip-off, revealing that a manager had embezzled public funds and had been detained by the police. If convicted, the punishment would be severe. The report showed a glimpse of **Garden's single-story building.The search revealed a large amount of cash and securities, and it was also discovered that he had a large amount of cash and some drugs stored in a villa in the suburbs. His mistress, with whom he lived, was also arrested. My mother, upon seeing this news, lowered her head in worry and remained silent. Seeing this, I pulled her to sit down and asked her what was wrong. Seeing my sincerity, she thought for a while before telling me that she knew this person and that she had some personal belongings stored in the ** Garden, worried about being implicated. However, she didn't explicitly tell me about her affair. After hearing this, I got up and paced back and forth in the living room, thinking about how to reassure my mother. Finally, I took a desperate gamble and told her everything: my infatuation with my mother, discovering her affair, secretly recording her phone calls, taking her belongings from the ** Garden, and informing on her…etc. After hearing this, my mother remained silent for a long time, her eyes filled with tears, and she sighed softly. At that moment, I felt that what I had done was either right or wrong, and it would hurt my mother. So I immediately stood beside her and said in a panic, "Mom, I was wrong. I shouldn't have had such evil intentions towards you and did this. Please forgive me!" Then tears streamed down my face. At this moment, Mom looked up at me and said, "Don't cry! You're all grown up now. You didn't do anything wrong. He deserved it. It turns out he was keeping a mistress in his villa in the suburbs. He deceived not only his wife but also me. I was just foolish to let him use me. Luckily, you exposed him, allowing me to escape this mess. Actually, I'm happy that my son cares about me and loves me so much... But Mom... I can't accept your excessive love... Besides, Mom is getting old. If people find out about our incestuous relationship, how will Mom face them? And have you considered Dad's reputation? Besides, you're still young." "Mom, you're wrong. You just said I'm all grown up now, and that we love each other. It's just between you and me, and it won't affect others. Outsiders won't know. I truly love Mom. Could it be that Mom has a lover, so you..." "Nonsense! Mom isn't that kind of person. Can you give Mom a few days to think about it... Don't pressure me. Let's eat!" After saying that, Mom went to the kitchen and brought out the dishes. After dinner, Mom went to the bathroom to shower, then returned to the bedroom. Turning to me outside the bedroom door, she said, "Sweetie, don't overthink it. Go to bed early after your shower!" Under these circumstances, I could only say goodnight to Mom and go to the bathroom. After showering, while putting the clothes to be washed in the washing machine, I found Mom's underwear. I immediately took it out and played with it, inhaling Mom's alluring scent. It turned out Mom had been wearing a light purple lace bra, thin and transparent, probably only covering the lower half of her full breasts. The mini panties were transparent in the front, with thin straps connecting to the back, and the part covering her vulva had a peculiar, musky smell. I imagined this underwear on Mom's beautiful body, incredibly sexy and alluring. A surge of heat suddenly rose from my lower abdomen, impacting my genitals, causing them to quickly swell and become erect. Since no one was around, I simply gripped my penis, my eyes still fixed on her alluring bra. My left hand held her panties, inhaling her scent, which invigorated me. My right hand gripped my penis tightly, rubbing and masturbating until I ejaculated. When I opened the bathroom door, I found my mother standing there, panting and playfully pushing me away. By now, I understood that my mother knew what I was doing. We stood outside the bathroom door, looking at each other, waiting for the other to speak. Finally, my mother spoke first: "Why did you do this? It's not that I didn't want to do it with you... but... sigh!" Seeing my mother's helplessness, I thought I couldn't miss this opportunity. So, disregarding the consequences, I rushed over and hugged my mother. Just as she was about to push me away, I had already pinned her against the wall, my left hand holding her slender waist, and my right hand slipping inside the neckline of her sexy nightgown, touching the place I had longed for... my mother's full breasts, the soft feeling sending shivers down my spine. My mother's breasts were large and full, feeling incredibly comfortable. I gently stroked her small nipples with my fingers, rubbing them back and forth. Slowly, her nipples hardened. I lifted my mother's robe to her shoulders and took her pink nipple into my mouth, gently sucking and licking it. My mother squirmed restlessly in my arms. I gently pushed my mother to the edge of the bathtub, making her bend over and grab the edge, exposing her dripping, lustful vulva to my gleaming eyes. My mother spread her legs, clearly making it easier for me to enter. My mother's mysterious triangle area was now fully visible to me. My mother's pubic hair was plentiful and thick, but it grew quite neatly, as if it had been trimmed, lying on her vulva and extending all the way to the vaginal opening, covering the entire important part. Her labia were swollen and enlarged, no longer able to conceal the alluring pink, narrow flesh. I calmly placed the head of my penis at the entrance, preparing for a surprise attack. I pressed down on my mother's buttocks, took a deep breath, and then suddenly thrust forward. With a "plop!" my penis slid all the way into her vagina. My penis penetrated deeply into my mother's body, causing her to gasp. My mother's vagina was much tighter than I had expected. I don't know if it was due to nervousness, but it took a lot of effort to penetrate to the deepest point. However, the feeling of my mother's hot vaginal walls tightly wrapping around my penis gave me a feeling of flying. "Mom, from now on, your happiness is in your son's hands. Let your loving son make amends!" I whispered in my mother's ear. I passionately and vigorously fucked my mother, feeling each impact of my penis on her body. I thrust passionately, listening to my mother's joyful moans. My mother's body began to tremble violently, the folds of her vaginal walls began to contract, and the entry and exit of my penis became increasingly difficult. I knew my mother's orgasm was approaching. I thrust forward even more forcefully, letting my huge penis penetrate even deeper into my mother's body, so that I could truly feel one with my mother. I pulled my penis out gently, then thrust it back in forcefully without any mercy, making my mother's eyes roll back and scream with pleasure.I increased the speed of my thrusts, determined to help my mother reach an unprecedented climax. Suddenly, a low growl escaped her throat, and a surge of heat erupted from deep within her vagina, stimulating my glans. I felt a sudden lightness throughout my body as a gush of hot, viscous, milky-white fluid shot out, hitting her deepest depths and making her tremble uncontrollably. Accompanied by the pleasure of ejaculation, I relentlessly pushed my penis deeper, as if trying to pierce her uterus. My mother resisted weakly, letting out almost inaudible screams with each orgasm. Finally, I stopped ejaculating. I held my mother close for a while, until our breathing calmed down, before withdrawing my penis. My mother, naked and flushed, stood up, panting heavily. One hand held up her robe, the other covered her alluring private parts. Her two tender nipples were red and proudly erect, clearly indicating that her orgasm had not yet subsided. Some white semen still splattered on her lower abdomen. Looking down at her inner thighs, oh, several streams of vaginal fluid mixed with semen were slowly flowing down her vulva. "Thank you, Mom," I whispered in her ear. I hugged her tightly again, kissing her forehead and eyes. Mom said to me tenderly, "Would you like to sleep in my room tonight?" My heart was pounding with excitement. I was so happy that I immediately carried her back to her bedroom. We fell onto the bed in each other's arms and kissed passionately again. "Do you want to try again? My thing hasn't gone soft yet," I whispered. "Let's change positions, let me kiss your vulva too." "Wait a minute! You just fucked me so hard, even if you can, let me rest for a while before washing!" Mom hurriedly hugged me and said. "I'll carry you to the bathtub for a rinse, a soak in hot water will relieve your fatigue, and you'll have even more fun!" I said, stroking my mother's breasts. "I've read some exercise books and know a few techniques; I can try giving you a massage!" My mother looked at me, her cheeks flushed, and said breathlessly, "Tonight I'm ready to let you do whatever you want. Whatever you want, we'll do. If you want, we'll go wash up now, and then I'll give you oral sex!" I carried my naked mother to the bathtub, and we lay down together in the warm water. I caressed her alabaster breasts, and my mother gently stroked my penis. I praised, "Mom, your breasts are so full and smooth, so fun!" My mother said, "Your penis almost killed me just now!" "Are you afraid of it?" I asked, stroking her vulva. "Did it hurt you?" "Yours is too big, it hurts so much down there... my vulva is almost torn apart..." she whispered. "Do you like it this big?" I asked my mother, and she nodded shyly. I carried her back to bed, and we embraced and kissed. Suddenly, an idea struck me, and I whispered in her ear, "Mom, can you tell me about your experience sleeping with him?" "Ah! How embarrassing! Do you really want to hear it? You really don't care." "Don't you know me? I genuinely like you, Mom. I'm just listening for fun, and I won't be angry with you. What are you afraid of?" I teased her with a playful smile, teasing her sensitive areas with my hands. My mother moaned, "Then let's talk while we do it." I began to caress her, first her breasts, slowly and gently rubbing them. When my palms touched her nipples, she felt excited and comfortable. Sometimes she would lean down and kiss my forehead. I took her nipple in my mouth and gently bit it a few times. I felt a warm, wet sensation in her mouth, which excited me more and more. Gradually, Mom closed her eyes, letting me do as I pleased. My hand slowly slid down, from her upper abdomen, lower abdomen, to her thighs. Finally, I stopped my hand on her vulva, gently brushing her labia majora with my fingers and kissing her pubic hair a few times. Then I inserted my fingers into Mom's vagina. Mom said to me, "No!" She didn't like men inserting their fingers into her vagina because nails are long and dirty, and might carry a lot of bacteria that could harm her vagina. However, Mom really liked men giving her oral sex; it felt wonderful and made it easy for her to reach orgasm. Mom looked at me and gently said, "Kiss me..." I thought she wanted me to kiss her on the lips and was about to crawl over. Mom stopped me, saying, "Kiss me down there, I want it, kiss me..." Mom pushed my head down, bringing her vulva to my face; it was already overflowing with fluid! I immediately opened my mouth wide and licked the fluid. Her two purplish-red labia majora parted slightly, and a little bit of vaginal fluid flowed out from the cleft; her clitoris was also erect. Her thick, bushy pubic hair was already soaking wet. I parted it with my fingers to touch her smooth labia, then licked her vagina and erect clitoris with my tongue. My mother's breathing became even more rapid with tension and excitement. It felt like centuries before my tongue finally left my mother's pitifully full vulva. "Mom, you're so beautiful," I exclaimed sincerely, my hands still caressing my mother's plump, smooth body. "Good boy, you're so amazing. You lie on the bed, let me get on top!" My mother tenderly embraced me, helping me relax and lie down. She rolled over, clamped her legs together, and straddled me. She pulled her legs together, her ample arms rising and falling as she moved. My mother was experienced; she moved up and down on top of me, stroking my penis, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly. Her beautiful, alluring body swayed, her full, firm breasts bobbing, her flowing chestnut-red hair dancing in the wind. Her eyes were slightly closed, her pretty face flushed with desire. I saw a mother who was completely different from usual, even more radiant. As I thrust my penis into her vagina, I reached out and caressed her trembling breasts. "Ah...ah...no...ah...ah..." Amidst her melodious moans, my mother suddenly parted her lips and murmured, "My good boy, my good boy..." My mother moaned softly, her vaginal fluids dripping onto the sheets. She gripped me tightly with both hands, her thighs trembling uncontrollably. I continued to thrust forcefully, savoring the unprecedented pleasure. My mother thought about what had happened to her—she had been having sex with a man other than her husband. This was her own son, now passionately making love to her in bed. The stimulation he brought her was unprecedented. Oh my god! She felt her whole body begin to tremble. "Mom...huff...so tight..." I felt my penis being tightly enveloped, each thrust a pleasurable friction. Mom stroked her breasts, knowing her expression must have been wanton; her vagina was soaking wet, itching intensely inside, her labia majora and minora swollen and engorged with blood from excitement. "Ah...I'm going to die...don't do that...ah..." I finally erupted again, a stream of warm semen shooting into Mom's body. I held her tightly, continuing to ejaculate into her vagina, as if trying to burst her lower abdomen. Mom cried out, her body convulsing, then collapsed onto me, only panting. I withdrew my limp penis, and a gush of semen gushed from her half-open labia, flowing down her thighs. I held Mom's delicate, luscious body, panting, my hands still kneading her full breasts: "Mom, was it good?" Mom savored the stimulation of the incestuous act; she had never reached such an orgasm before. She happily wrapped her arms around me, saying shyly, "I like it...it feels so good...you're such a good boy, you always know what Mom needs most." From that night on, my mother's moans echoed throughout the house. Making love in different places added so much spice—it was truly crazy! Sometimes, I would go on vacations with my mother to make love. I was so captivated by her body, as if I wanted to leave all my semen on her. My mother became increasingly sexy, and our regular sex life made her exude an even more alluring, mature, and sensual aura. When my father was home, we were mother and son, but when he was away on business, my mother and I slept in the same bed, addressing each other as in-laws.

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