My mom got messed up because of my exam!

With the high school entrance exams approaching, the school held an information session to help parents understand the importance of these exams for their children. That day, as I walked out of the school gate after the session, a car pulled up in front of me. Before I could react, a man approached me through the window, saying, "Madam, is your child taking the high school entrance exams this year? If so, I can guarantee he'll get into his first-choice university."
I thought to myself, "There are so many scammers these days, is this some new trick?" So I kept walking, ignoring him completely. But he kept following me closely, relentlessly trying to persuade me. Annoyed, I snapped, "What do you want? If you keep following me, I'm calling the police!"
He stopped the car, jumped out, and bowed deeply, saying, "Madam, please don't shout. What parent doesn't want their children to succeed? I'm just trying to be helpful!" I sized him up; he was about 60 years old, short (only reaching my shoulder), and ugly—bald, with beady eyes and a large, bulbous nose. However, he was well-dressed and spoke politely, so he didn't seem like a bad person.
"What are you trying to do, rambling on like this?"
"Madam, it's not convenient to talk in public. If you want your son to get into his first-choice university, let's get in the car and talk in detail..."
Firstly, I was genuinely worried about my son's college entrance exam; secondly, his mysterious manner piqued my curiosity. So, after hesitating for a moment, I got into the car with him. In the car, he made a startling statement: if I paid a reasonable price, he could provide the exam questions for this year's college entrance exam. I was skeptical and didn't say anything, but then he stepped on the gas and drove straight to the suburbs.
I was suddenly startled, thinking, "He may be old and short, but he's still a man. What if he takes me to the middle of nowhere? Who knows what might happen?" A pang of panic shot through me, and I instinctively clenched my fists.
He seemed to sense my unease and chuckled, "Madam, don't be nervous. I'm not a bad person. Besides, you're tall and strong, and young. Why would you be afraid of a short old man like me?" I tried my best to appear calm, secretly thinking, "I'm 172 cm tall and weigh 60 kg. Dealing with this short old man shouldn't be a problem." A while later, the car arrived in the suburbs and stopped in front of a luxurious villa.
After entering the gate and passing through a small garden, we arrived at the villa's hall. Seeing the elegant long-haired carpet in the hall, I took off my high heels at the entrance. He politely offered me slippers and knelt down to serve me. I was flattered and hurriedly declined. At that moment, I glanced at him and saw him staring at my bare feet thoughtfully, his eyes filled with greed and lewdness.
"Madam, please don't be shy. There's no one else here but me. Please have a seat, I'll go upstairs to get the exam papers."
He gestured for me to sit down and then went upstairs to get the papers. I took the opportunity to look around. The living room was spacious and luxuriously furnished, especially the long-haired carpet on the floor, which felt wonderful underfoot and left me in awe. I thought to myself, "This old man is really rich. The furnishings in this living room alone must cost several million." Just as I was admiring him, he came downstairs with a document.
"Madam, these are the high school entrance exam papers for this year. Please take a look."
I instinctively reached out to take the papers, but hesitated and withdrew my hand. I thought to myself, "My son's grades have always been excellent. He should be able to pass the exam even on his own merit. Is it necessary for me to do this? Besides, I don't even know what price I'll have to pay."
Seeing my hesitation, he said tactfully, "Madam, I understand the hardships parents endure. As long as their children can succeed, parents are willing to sacrifice anything... Exams are unpredictable. Without ability, you won't do well, but even with ability, you're not guaranteed a good score. It's always good to give your children more security, don't you think?
" "Then... this... how much will it cost?"
"Hehe~~ As long as you agree to my conditions, I won't ask for a single penny."
"No money?... What conditions do I need to agree to?"
He remained silent, staring intently at my legs and feet. I've always been proud of my beautiful legs and feet, and I'm never shy about showing them off, but his gaze was lewd and eerie. I could almost feel it moving up my toes, calves, and thighs, trying to invade my mature and hidden private parts. I suddenly shivered, and a long-awaited heat surged between my legs!
"The condition is simple, I just want you to spend time with me!"
"What?...Spend time with you? How?"
Faced with his rude request, I, who am usually dignified and reserved, should have refused outright. But at that moment, I seemed to be bewitched, and actually asked a stupid question.
"Madam, judging from your son's age, you should be almost forty, right? How could a woman your age not understand what I mean?"
I never expected that the ugly old man's ambiguous and provocative words would cause me to have such a strong physical reaction. Instantly, a surge of heat rose between my legs, and my underwear was soaked with lustful fluid. I was embarrassed and at a loss, as if I could smell the lewd scent emanating from my genitals.
"Are you hot? Why is your face so red?"
"...Excuse me...I need to use the restroom..."
The luxurious bathroom in the villa had an entire wall of vanity mirrors, and I saw a stranger in the mirror. A woman with snow-white skin, a beautiful face, and a high, full bust, yet her alluring, dreamy eyes revealed a hint of unfulfilled desire and wantonness. "Is this really me?! How did I become like this?" The image in the mirror suddenly brought me to my senses. I couldn't help but cry out in my heart, "No, I have a husband and children, I can't betray them!" Leaving the restroom, I resolutely refused him.
He looked calm and unconcerned, and very gentlemanly drove me home. Before parting, he said meaningfully, "Wife, you can change your mind anytime before the college entrance exam. I'll wait for your call!"
Originally, the matter should have ended there, but I couldn't stop worrying about my son.
"Xiao Wei, are you sure you're confident about your first three choices?"
"Oh dear! Mom, how can I say that? Exams are unpredictable!"
Hearing my son say this, I became anxious again. Although his teachers told me he had the ability to get into his first three choices, he's always been careless. What if something goes wrong on the day of the exam? The more I thought about it, the more nervous I became. I instinctively reached for my father's phone number, but after hesitating for a long time, I ultimately didn't call. The entrance exam drew closer each day, and my anxiety intensified.
"If I could guarantee my son's success, why would I let him take the risk?"
This thought grew stronger in my mind, and three days before the exam, I finally couldn't resist calling my father.
After the first exam, my son came out of the exam room and immediately hugged me excitedly, laughing and shouting, "Mom, you're amazing! The questions were almost exactly the same as the mock exam you gave me! Mom, I'm sure I'll get a perfect score this time!"
"Shh... Xiao Wei, don't shout. What did I tell you? Don't make a fuss, keep a low profile!"
After the exam, my son estimated his score and said excitedly, "Mom, my first choice is definitely no problem. Maybe I'll even be number one!"
As the results date approached, I began to feel uneasy. "Should I keep my promise? If I do, my image as a virtuous wife and loving mother, which I've maintained for over ten years, will be ruined; if I don't, what if the old man does something bad? My son and I will face unknown risks!" I was torn. On one hand, I felt that breaking my promise went against my usual way of doing things, but on the other hand, I also wanted to preserve my chastity.
The results were finally out, and my son got into his first-choice university, just 0.5 points short of the top spot. My husband was overjoyed, my son was ecstatic, but I forced a smile, deeply worried about my situation. As agreed, I was supposed to go to the old man's place the day after the results were released—that was tomorrow! Suddenly, an image flashed into my mind: an ugly, short old man, naked, lying on top of me! I shivered violently, suddenly experiencing a pleasure similar to an orgasm, urgent and intense, seemingly even more pleasurable and stimulating than making
love with my husband. In our 17 years of marriage, the frequency of our lovemaking had decreased to once every three or four months, and the quality had declined steadily. My husband always treated it perfunctorily, rushing through it; sex had become almost a dispensable embellishment for me. But now, the imagined scene of making love with the ugly old man reignited my long-dormant desires. I felt my body suddenly become thirsty again.
The day after the college entrance exam results were released, life returned to its usual monotonous routine. My husband left for work early in the morning, my son went out with his classmates, and as usual, I was alone at home. Now, the question of whether to go or not was once again a battle within me.
"Look how nervous you are! You even forgot to take your shoes off; this imported wool rug of mine is very expensive!"
the ugly old man joked, sitting cross-legged on the rug in front of me. Feeling embarrassed, I hurriedly bent down to take off my shoes, but he preemptively picked up my feet and skillfully removed my high heels. After taking off my shoes, he didn't let go; instead, he praised and stroked my feet.
"Wow! Your feet are so beautiful! Proportionate, beautifully shaped, slender but not bony, so white and tender!"
I was startled and exclaimed, "Oh dear! What are you doing?"
"Hehe~~ Your feet are so beautiful, I couldn't help myself!"
He grinned, gripping my foot tightly with one hand, and then stroking my thigh with the other. Instinctively, I struggled free, managing to free my left foot, but he held onto my right. Then, he intensified his actions, suddenly opening his mouth to suck on my toes. I felt unbearably ticklish and disgusted, so I kicked him hard.
He cried out "Ouch!" and fell flat on his back on the carpet. He clutched his chest, complaining, "Why did you use so much force? You agreed to stay with me, I didn't force you!"
"Are you... are you alright? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"
I cried, my heart pounding. I thought to myself, "He's so thin and frail, and so old. If anything happens to him, I'll be in deep trouble! Oh well, since I've already come to keep my promise, I might as well just go along with him!"
Seeing my nervous apologies, he immediately sprang to his feet with boundless energy, laughing, "Don't worry, I may be old, but I'm still very healthy, it'll be fine!" With that, he eagerly climbed back to me and started touching me inappropriately. I dared not resist rashly anymore, so I closed my eyes and let him do as he pleased. He seemed quite experienced, only ravaging my exposed skin, never pulling at my clothes.
After a while, he said bluntly, "Take off your clothes, it'll be dirty and wrinkled!" Although I felt deeply ashamed, I thought, "I'll have to take them off sooner or later anyway, so it'll save me the trouble." So I undressed. When I was down to only my underwear, he suddenly exclaimed, "Wait a minute, let me do this!"
He knelt behind me, pulling down my panties while rubbing his cheek against my soft, white buttocks. I was tickled terribly and couldn't help but twist my hips to avoid him. When the panties reached my ankles, I instinctively bent over and lifted my leg to take them off, but he took advantage of this and kissed my vulva with lightning speed. I turned and glared at him, and he leered, "Hehe~~ You're so wet, it's all soaked!"
"You're so annoying! It's all your fault!"
I instinctively scolded him, but as soon as the words left my mouth, my usually reserved self realized something was wrong. This wasn't a scolding; it was flirting!
"Wow! Your skin is so nice, so soft and smooth, with amazing elasticity, it feels so good to touch!"
Seeing my playful scolding, he grinned even more, overjoyed. He praised me while caressing me, his movements skilled and gentle. The first time I was caressed by a man other than my husband, the tension and excitement made my whole body tremble. Psychologically, I felt guilty towards my husband, but physically, I couldn't resist my burgeoning desire. The ugly old man sucked my toes, touched my thighs, licked my vulva, and kneaded my breasts... a variety of techniques, gradually progressing, driving me wild with desire, my juices flowing freely.
I was aroused to the point of boiling lust, unable to resist arching my back and swaying my hips, passionately responding to him. I could hardly believe that he had brought me to ecstasy and orgasm several times with just his mouth and fingers. To be honest, I had never been with any other man besides my husband, so I had no comparison in this regard. But now, after being with him, I had to admit that my husband was far inferior to him.
"Ouch! I can't take it anymore, please stop!"
My clitoris was engorged and sensitive after the orgasm, unable to withstand any more stimulation. I groaned and twisted, trying to stop his relentless caresses.
"Hehe~~ My darling, you're so sexy and alluring, how could I bear to stop?"
He licked my vulva a couple more times before reluctantly getting up. I breathed a sigh of relief, trying to calm my overly excited heart, but then he got up, took off his underwear, and knelt between my legs. Before I could react, something hot, thick, and hard was already pressing against my vulva.
"Ouch! What are you doing? Let me catch my breath!"
"Hehe~~ Baby, that was just a small appetizer, now it's time for the main course! Wait until I go in, then you can catch your breath!"
I was already soaking wet, and he effortlessly thrust in all the way. Instantly, a feeling of fullness and abundance filled my emptiness, and I felt completely satisfied, as if I had become a complete woman again.
"Wow! Baby, you're so wet and slippery, warm and tight, it feels so good to put it in!"
The union of our sexual organs had a profound psychological impact on me. On one hand, it meant I had completely lost my virginity; on the other hand, it meant the ugly old man had truly possessed me. The slight swelling and pain in my lower body made me clearly realize that the old man possessed a penis completely disproportionate to his physique. Judging from the degree of vaginal swelling and pain, I deduced that he should be much larger than my husband.
"How could this be? You can't judge a book by its cover!"
I had always believed that a man's penis was directly proportional to his height and weight; that is, tall people have big penises, and short people have small penises. My husband is 180 cm tall and weighs 85 kg; the old man is at most 150 cm tall and weighs at most 40 kg. Proportionally, my husband should be much larger than him, but the reality was exactly the opposite—he was actually bigger than my husband!
The old man didn't rush to thrust; he just quietly lay there, caressing my 36E breasts. In the silence, my body seemed exceptionally sensitive. I felt his penis throb and contract provocatively inside me, my vagina contracting and writhing due to the intrusion. A warm current quickly spread throughout my body from our point of contact, a tingling, itchy sensation washing over me, my desire flaring up again.
"Baby, can we start moving now?"
I murmured shyly, my heart already burning with anticipation.
The old man began to thrust slowly and deliberately. His penis was thick and long, his technique skillful; each thrust felt like it hit the very core of my being, each withdrawal leaving me with an indescribable emptiness. I moaned and writhed, as if I had become a wanton woman with unsatisfied desire. Instantly, my lower body convulsed and trembled; I felt my soul leave my body, waves of pleasure washing over me, like a rocket accelerating, and I reached orgasm in a flash.
I felt lightheaded, as if floating on clouds, completely forgetting what day it was and where I was. I seemed to have dozed off for a moment, or perhaps it was just a brief moment of absentmindedness, but whether it was absentmindedness or a nap, the only lingering thought in my mind was comfort, so comfortable, it was incredibly comfortable!
Perhaps the old man was thin and light? I was lost in a blissful climax, completely unaware that he was still lying on top of me. It wasn't until the waves of pleasure subsided and I lazily opened my eyes that I suddenly realized this absurd fact.
"Oh dear! Why are you still lying on top of me?"
"Baby, you were holding me so tightly just now, I couldn't get off at all!"
His answer was truthful and specific. I glared at him guiltily, my face flushing red with embarrassment. At this moment, I was surprised to find that not only was he lying on top of me, but his penis was still hard inside me.
"Huh! Why is he still hard?"
Based on my experience, my husband always goes soft and withdraws immediately after finishing, why doesn't he? Had he taken Viagra? I stared at him in surprise, my eyes filled with doubt. He seemed to read my mind, chuckling, "Baby, you think I'm on drugs, right? Let me tell you, I'm always like this, I don't need any."
"...You...how...are you so amazing?"
"Hehe~~ It's nothing special! When I was young, it came and went quickly; now that I'm older, it comes slower, so naturally it lasts longer!"
"...Are all men like this?"
"Hehe~~ How could they all be like this? Of course, it varies from person to person!" He said, while slowly thrusting again. I felt my muscles tighten, my heart flutter, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose in my lower body.
"Baby, I didn't ejaculate just now, just bear with it a little longer!"
I hummed in agreement, but my hands tightly embraced his bald head, pressing it against my full breasts. He tactfully took my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it gently. With each suck, my uterus contracted, and with each contraction, his penis trembled. The pleasure intensified with each suck, contraction, and tremor, and my lust became uncontrollable.
I could hardly believe that this short, skinny old man could make me feel so good. He had only thrust about ten times when I couldn't help but writhe and moan.
"Mmm...you...hurry up!"
"Baby, don't rush, let's change positions!" He said, then with a "plop," he pulled out his penis and sat down on a single sofa next to me. I was bored! I won't say anything more about the sofa. In the midst of this excitement, I suddenly felt an emptiness in my lower body, and I felt lost and extremely sad.
"Baby, strike while the iron is hot, come on up!"
He leaned comfortably against me, his penis erect, gesturing for me to straddle his lap. At that moment, my lust was at its peak, and I disregarded all shame. I spread my legs, mounted him, and thrust my hips down, swallowing his penis whole. My husband and I had never used this position before, and we didn't know it would allow for such deep penetration. So, when his penis was fully inside but still hadn't lost its momentum, I couldn't help but cry out.
"Ouch! How did it go in so deep!"
I hurriedly pulled my hips up to stop the downward momentum, but the hungry call from deep within me made me slowly lower my hips again. I cautiously tried thrusting a couple of times, and the feeling was surprisingly wonderful. This position allowed our genitals to come into close contact, and with each thrust, not only was the inside of the vagina thoroughly rubbed, but even the clitoris and urethra of the vulva received appropriate stimulation.
"Hehe~ Baby, feels good, right? Now it's all up to you whether you want it fast or slow, light or heavy!"
The old man chuckled slyly, reaching out and pressing down on me. As if by magic, a large mirror rose up behind me! Before I could even react, a horizontal bar extended forward from my back.
"Baby, the mirror is for you to admire, and the bar is for you to hold onto for support; see if the height and angle are right, we can adjust them if not."
"Oh! I don't want it! Put the mirror away, it's so embarrassing!"
Seeing the naked, seductive woman in the mirror, I couldn't believe my eyes. Was that really me? How could I be so lewd! I quickly turned my head away, no longer daring to look at my own bewildered reflection in the mirror.
"Hehe~~ Baby, don't be shy, watching while doing it is the most fun, you'll know once you try!"
"Ugh, I don't want to! Put the mirror away!"
I said, subconsciously twisting my body, as if that would make me disappear from the mirror. But the mirror was unaffected, still clearly and faithfully displaying the specific image. I saw a tall, voluptuous, beautiful woman, naked, straddling an ugly, short old man. Her face was shy, full of charm, her two large, white breasts swaying on their own. At the point where their genitals met, the black and white were clearly defined, pubic hair intertwined, and a thick, fleshy penis could be vaguely seen connecting them. Suddenly, the old man straightened up and caressed the beautiful woman's breasts, the woman twisting her body in fright, making the scene even more obscene.
The obscene scene in the mirror made me feel ashamed, but my latent voyeuristic desire made it impossible for me to look away. At this moment, I was surprised to find that voyeurism was so exciting, so thrilling. Although I was spying on myself, the reflection in the mirror made me appear as a complete stranger. Unconsciously, I was swaying back and forth, holding onto the horizontal bar. As the beautiful woman in the mirror swayed with ecstasy, I too entered a paradise
of pleasure. "Baby, making love with you is the greatest pleasure…you are the epitome of womanhood…"
"My God! Your skin is so well-maintained, even seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls can't compare to you…"
The old man flattered me while making love. Although I knew it was all fake, a vain sense of satisfaction still welled up inside me. I don't know about other women, but for me, his method was definitely effective. He not only conquered my body with his penis but also tried to conquer my soul with flattering words. Although I knew his intentions, I still enjoyed it.
A moment later, the old man suddenly let out a low growl, thrusting upwards forcefully, and then began to tremble violently. At this moment, I clearly felt his glans trembling intermittently, ejaculating… Hot, gushing semen was released. Because it was inserted so deeply, it felt as if the semen was poured directly into my uterus. The impact of ejaculation inside me was fierce and unstoppable. I felt as if I had been suddenly thrown into the air, then plummeted down, and in that rising and falling motion, I suddenly reached another climax.
I felt my heart tremble, my whole body shivering with alternating hot and cold sensations, a tingling, indescribable numbness that seeped into my very bones. The feeling was neither painful nor pleasant, neither pleasant nor unbearable. In short, extreme pain turned into indescribable pleasure; extreme pleasure turned into indescribable pain.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Waaah... Waaah... I'm going to die..."
[The End]
With the high school entrance exams approaching, the school held an information session to help parents understand the importance of the exams for their children. That day, as I walked out of the school gate after the information session, a car suddenly pulled up and stopped in front of me. I was still reeling from the shock when a man approached me through the car window, saying, "Madam, is your child taking the high school entrance exam this year? If so, I can guarantee he'll get into his first-choice school."
I thought to myself, "There are so many scammers these days, is this some new trick?" So I kept walking, not bothering to pay him any attention. But he kept following me closely, relentlessly trying to persuade me. Annoyed, I snapped, "What do you want? If you keep following me, I'm calling the police!" He
stopped the car, jumped out, and bowed deeply, saying, "Madam, please don't shout. What parent doesn't want their children to succeed? I'm just trying to be helpful!" I looked him over; he was about 60 years old, short (only reaching my shoulder), and ugly—bald, with beady eyes and a large, bulbous nose. However, he was well-dressed and spoke politely, so he didn't seem like a bad person.
"What are you trying to do, rambling on like this?"
"Madam, it's not convenient to talk in public. If you want our son to get into his first-choice university, let's get in the car and talk about it..."
Firstly, I was genuinely worried about my son's college entrance exam, and secondly, his mysterious behavior piqued my curiosity. So, after hesitating for a moment, I got into the car with him. In the car, he made a startling statement: if I was willing to pay a reasonable price, he could provide the exam questions for this year's college entrance exam. I was skeptical and didn't say anything, but then he stepped on the gas and drove straight to the suburbs.
I was suddenly startled, thinking, "He may be old and short, but he's still a man. What if he takes me to the middle of nowhere? Who knows what might happen?" My heart skipped a beat, and I unconsciously clenched my fists.
He seemed to sense my unease and chuckled, "Madam, don't be nervous. I'm not a bad person. Besides, you're tall and young, why would you be afraid of a little old man who's less than 150 centimeters tall like me?" I tried my best to remain calm, secretly thinking, "I'm 172 cm tall and weigh 60 kg. Dealing with this short old man shouldn't be a problem." A while later, the car arrived in the suburbs and stopped in front of a luxurious villa.
After entering the gate and passing through a small garden, we arrived at the villa's hall. Seeing the elegant long-haired carpet in the hall, I took off my high heels in the entryway. He politely offered me slippers and knelt down to serve me. I was flattered and hurriedly declined. At that moment, I glanced at him and saw him staring at my bare feet thoughtfully, his eyes filled with greed and lewdness.
"Madam, don't be shy. There's no one else here but me. Please have a seat. I'll go upstairs to get the exam questions."
He gestured for me to sit down and then went upstairs to get the exam questions. I took the opportunity to look around. The living room was spacious and luxuriously furnished, especially the long-haired carpet on the floor, which felt wonderfully comfortable underfoot and left me in awe. I thought to myself, "This old man is really rich. Just the furnishings in this living room must cost several million." Just as I was admiring him, he came downstairs with a document.
"Madam, these are the high school entrance exam questions for this year. Please take a look."
I instinctively reached out to take the questions, but hesitated and withdrew my hand. I thought, "My son's grades have always been excellent. He should be able to pass based on his own ability. Is it necessary for me to do this? Besides, I don't know what price I'll have to pay."
Seeing my hesitation, he said tactfully, "Madam, I understand the hardships parents endure. As long as our children can succeed, we parents are willing to sacrifice anything... Exams are unpredictable. Of course, without ability, you won't do well, but even with ability, you're not guaranteed a good score. It's always good to give our children more security, don't you think?"
"So...how much...is it?"
"Hehe~~As long as you agree to my conditions, I won't take a single penny."
"No money?...Then what conditions do I need to agree to?"
He remained silent, staring intently at my legs and feet. I've always been proud of my beautiful legs and feet, and I'm never shy about showing them off, but his gaze was lewd and eerie. I could almost feel it moving up my toes, calves, and thighs, trying to invade my mature and hidden private parts. I suddenly shivered, a long-awaited heat rising between my legs!
"The condition is simple, I just want you to spend time with me!"
"What?...Spend time with you? How?"
Faced with his rude request, I, who am usually dignified and reserved, should have refused outright. But at that moment, I seemed to be bewitched, actually asking such a foolish question.
"Madam, judging from your son's age, you must be almost forty, right? How could a woman your age not understand what I mean?"
I never expected that the ugly old man's suggestive words would cause such a strong physical reaction. Instantly, a surge of heat rose between my legs, and my underwear was soaked with vaginal fluid. I was embarrassed and at a loss, as if I could smell the lewd scent emanating from my genitals.
"Are you hot? Why is your face so red?"
"...Excuse me...I need to use the restroom..."
The luxurious bathroom in the villa had a wall of vanity mirrors. I saw a stranger in the mirror. A woman with snow-white skin, a beautiful face, and high, full breasts, but her charming and confused eyes revealed a hint of unfulfilled lust. "Is this really me! How did I become like this?" The image in the mirror suddenly brought me to my senses, and I couldn't help but shout in my heart: "No, I have a husband and children, I can't betray them!" After leaving the restroom, I resolutely refused him.
He looked calm and unconcerned, and drove me home with great courtesy. Before parting, he said meaningfully, "Wife, you can change your mind anytime before the college entrance exam. I'll wait for your call!"
The matter should have ended there, but I couldn't stop worrying about my son.
"Xiao Wei, are you sure you can get into your first three choices?"
"Oh dear! Mom, how can I say that? Exams are unpredictable!"
Hearing my son say that made me nervous again. Although his teachers told me he was capable of getting into his first three choices, he's always been careless. What if something goes wrong on the day of the exam? The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. I instinctively reached for my father's phone number, but after hesitating for a long time, I ultimately didn't call. The college entrance exam drew closer each day, and my anxiety intensified.
"If I could guarantee my son's success, why would I let him take the risk?"
This thought grew stronger in my mind, and three days before the exam, I finally couldn't resist calling my father.
After finishing the first exam, my son rushed out of the exam room, excitedly hugging me and shouting, "Mom, you're amazing! The questions were almost identical to the mock exam you gave me! Mom, I'm sure I'll get a perfect score this time!"
"Shh... Xiao Wei, don't shout. What did I tell you? Don't make a fuss, keep a low profile!"
After the joint exam, my son estimated his score and said excitedly, "Mom, my first choice is definitely no problem. Maybe I'll even be at the top!"
As the results date approached, I began to feel uneasy. "Should I keep my promise? If I go, my image as a virtuous wife and loving mother, maintained for over ten years, will be ruined; if I don't go, what if my husband does something bad? Both my son and I will face unknown risks!" I felt extremely conflicted. On one hand, breaking my promise went against my usual way of doing things, but on the other hand, I also wanted to preserve my integrity.
Finally, the results were released, and my son successfully entered his first choice, just 0.5 points away from being at the top. My husband was overjoyed, my son was ecstatic, but I forced a smile, deeply worried about my situation. According to our agreement, I was to go to the old man's place the day after the results were released—that was tomorrow! Suddenly, an image flashed into my mind: an ugly, short old man, naked, lying on top of me! I shivered violently, suddenly experiencing a pleasure similar to an orgasm, an urgent and intense sensation, seemingly even more pleasurable and stimulating than making love
with my husband. In our 17 years of marriage, the frequency of our lovemaking had decreased to once every three or four months, and the quality had steadily declined. My husband always treated it perfunctorily, rushing through it; sex had become almost a dispensable embellishment for me. But now, the imagined scene of making love with the ugly old man reignited my long-dormant desires. I felt my body suddenly become thirsty again.
The day after the college entrance exam results were released, life returned to its monotonous routine. My husband left for work early this morning, and my son went on a trip with his classmates. As usual, I was home alone again. Now, the question of whether to go or not was once again a source of inner turmoil.
"Look how nervous you are! You even forgot to take your shoes off; this is my imported wool rug, it's very expensive!"
The ugly old man sat cross-legged on the carpet in front of me, joking as he spoke. Feeling embarrassed, I hurriedly bent down to take off my shoes, but he preemptively grabbed my feet and expertly removed my high heels. After taking off my shoes, he didn't let go; instead, he praised and caressed my feet.
"Wow! Your feet are so beautiful! Proportionate, beautifully shaped, slender yet not bony, so white and tender!"
I was startled and exclaimed, "Oh! What are you doing?"
"Hehe~~ Your feet are so beautiful, I couldn't help myself!"
he grinned, gripping my foot tightly with one hand, while the other hand slid up my calf, down my knee, and then brazenly caressed my thigh. Instinctively, I struggled free, managing to free my left foot, but he still held onto my right. Then, he intensified his actions, suddenly opening his mouth to suck on my toes. I felt itchy and disgusted, so I kicked out with all my might.
I heard him cry out "Ouch!" and fall flat on his back on the carpet. He clutched his chest, grumbling, "Why did you have to use so much force? You promised to stay with me, I didn't force you!"
"Are you...are you alright? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"
I kicked him, my heart pounding. I thought, "He's so thin and frail, and so old. If anything happens to him, I'll be in deep trouble! Oh well, since I've already kept my promise, I might as well just go along with it!"
Seeing my anxious apologies, he immediately sprang to his feet, laughing, "Don't worry, I may be old, but I'm still very healthy, I'm fine!" Then, he eagerly crawled back to me and started groping me. I dared not resist again, so I closed my eyes and let him do as he pleased. He seemed quite experienced, only ravaging my exposed skin, never pulling at my clothes.
A moment later, he said bluntly, "Take off your clothes, it'll look messy and wrinkled!" Although I felt deeply embarrassed, I thought, "I'll have to take them off sooner or later anyway, so it'll save me the trouble." So I undressed. When I was down to my underwear, he suddenly exclaimed, "Wait a minute, let me do this!"
He knelt behind me, pulling down my underwear while rubbing his cheek against my soft, white buttocks. I was tickled to the core and couldn't help but twist my hips to avoid him. When the underwear was pulled down to my ankles, I instinctively bent over and lifted my leg to take it off, but he took advantage of my leg lift and kissed my vulva with lightning speed. I turned around and glared at him, and he leered, "Hehe~~ You're so wet, it's all soaked!"
"You're so annoying! It's all your fault!"
I instinctively scolded him, but as soon as the words left my mouth, my usually reserved and modest self realized something was wrong. Was that a scolding? It was practically flirting!
"Wow! Your skin is so nice, so soft and smooth, with amazing elasticity, it feels so good to touch!"
He smiled even more broadly, overjoyed, seeing my playful complaint. He praised me while caressing me, his movements skilled and gentle. It was the first time I'd been caressed by a man other than my husband, and the tension and excitement made my whole body tremble. Psychologically, I felt guilty towards my husband, but physically, I couldn't resist my rising desire. The ugly old man sucked my toes, touched my thighs, licked my vulva, kneaded my breasts… a variety of techniques, gradually progressing, driving me wild with desire, my juices flowing freely.
I was aroused to the point of boiling lust, unable to resist arching my back and swaying my hips, passionately responding to him. I could hardly believe that he had brought me to ecstasy and orgasm several times with just his mouth and fingers. To be honest, I had never been with any other man besides my husband, so I had no one to compare in this respect. But now, after what he did to me, I had to admit that my husband was far inferior to him.
"Ouch! I can't take it anymore, please stop!"
My clitoris was engorged and sensitive after the orgasm, and I couldn't withstand any more stimulation. I groaned and twisted, trying to stop his relentless caresses.
"Hehe~~ My darling, you're so sexy and alluring, how could I bear to stop?"
He licked my vulva a couple more times before reluctantly getting up. I breathed a sigh of relief, just as I was about to calm my overly excited emotions, when he got up, took off his underwear, and knelt between my legs. Before I could react, something hot, thick, and hard was already pressing against my vulva.
"Oh! What are you doing? Let me catch my breath!"
"Hehe~~ Baby, that was just a small appetizer, now it's time for the main course! Wait for me to go in, then you can catch your breath!"
I was already soaking wet down there, and he effortlessly and smoothly thrust all the way in. Instantly, a feeling of fullness and abundance quickly filled my emptiness, and I felt completely satisfied, as if I had become a complete woman again.
"Wow! Baby, you're so wet and slippery, warm and tight, it feels so good to put it in!"
The union of our sexual organs had a tremendous psychological impact on me. On one hand, it meant that I had completely lost my virginity; on the other hand, it also meant that the ugly old man had truly possessed me. The slight swelling and pain in my lower body made me clearly realize that the old man possessed a penis that was completely disproportionate to his body. Judging from the degree of swelling and pain in my vagina, he must be much thicker and larger than my husband.
"How could this be? You can't judge a book by its cover!"
I always thought that a man's penis was directly proportional to his height and weight—tall men have big penises, and short men have small penises. My husband is 180cm tall and weighs 85kg; the old man is at most 150cm tall and weighs no more than 40kg. Proportionally, my husband should be much bigger, but the opposite is true—the old man is actually bigger than my husband!
The old man didn't rush to thrust; he just quietly lay there, caressing my 36E breasts. In the silence, my body seemed exceptionally sensitive. I felt his penis throbbing and contracting provocatively inside me, and my vagina contracted and writhed due to the intrusion. A warm current quickly spread from our point of contact throughout my body. I felt a tingling, itchy sensation, and my desire surged again.
"Baby, can we start moving now?"
I shyly hummed in agreement, already impatient.
The old man began to slowly and deliberately thrust in and out. His penis was thick and long, his technique skillful; each thrust felt like it hit the very core of my being, each withdrawal left me with an indescribable emptiness. I moaned and writhed, as if I had become a wanton woman with unsatisfied desire. Instantly, my lower body convulsed and trembled; I felt my soul leave my body, waves of pleasure washing over me, like a rocket accelerating, and I reached orgasm in a flash.
I felt light as if I were floating on clouds, completely forgetting what day it was and where I was. I seemed to have dozed off for a moment, or perhaps it was just a brief lapse of consciousness, but whether it was a lapse of consciousness or a nap, the only remaining thought in my mind was comfort, so comfortable, so incredibly comfortable!
Perhaps the old man was thin and light? I was lost in the throes of orgasm, completely unaware that he was still lying on top of me. It wasn't until the waves of pleasure subsided and I lazily opened my eyes that I suddenly realized this absurd fact.
"Oh dear! Why are you still on top of me?"
"Baby, you were clinging to me so tightly, I couldn't get down!"
His answer was honest and specific. I glared at him guiltily, my face flushing red with embarrassment. At that moment, I was surprised to find that not only was he on top of me, but his penis was still rock hard inside me.
"Huh! Why is it still hard?"
Based on my experience, my husband always goes limp and withdraws immediately after sex. Why isn't he? Did he take Viagra? I stared at him in surprise, my eyes filled with doubt. He seemed to read my mind and chuckled, "Baby, you think I'm on drugs, right? Let me tell you honestly, I'm always like this, I don't need any drugs."
"...You...how...are you so amazing?"
"Hehe~~ It's nothing amazing! When I was young, it came and went quickly; now that I'm older, it comes slower, so naturally I last longer!"
"...Are all men like this?"
"Hehe~ How could they all be like this? Of course, it varies from person to person!" He said, slowly thrusting again. I felt my muscles tighten, my heart flutter, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose in my lower body.
"Baby, I didn't ejaculate just now, just bear with it a little longer!"
I hummed in agreement, but my hands tightly embraced his bald head, pressing it against my full breasts. He tactfully took my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it gently. With each suck, my uterus contracted, and with each contraction, his penis trembled. The pleasure intensified with each suck, contraction, and tremor, and my lust became uncontrollable.
I could hardly believe that this short, thin old man could make me feel so good. He had only thrust about ten times when I couldn't help but writhe all over, moaning and groaning.
"Hmm...you...hurry up!"
"Baby, don't rush, let's change positions!" After he finished speaking, he pulled out his penis with a "plop" sound and sat down on the single sofa next to me. I'm bored! I won't say anything more about the sofa in the future. In the midst of the excitement, I suddenly felt my lower body was empty, and I couldn't help but feel lost and sad.
"Baby, strike while the iron is hot, hurry up and get on top of me!"
He leaned comfortably against me with his penis erect, gesturing for me to straddle his lap. At this moment, I was burning with desire and didn't care about shame. I immediately spread my legs, jumped on top of him, and thrust my buttocks down and up and down, swallowing his penis into my body. My husband and I had never used this position before, and we didn't know that this position would allow the penis to penetrate so deeply. Therefore, when the penis was all the way in but still hadn't lost its momentum, I couldn't help but cry out.
"Ouch! How did it go in so deep!"
I hurriedly pulled my buttocks up to stop the downward momentum, but the hungry call from deep inside my body made me slowly press my buttocks down again. I cautiously tried moving my hips a couple of times, and it felt surprisingly wonderful. This position allowed our genitals to come into close contact, and the movement not only provided ample friction inside the vagina, but also stimulated the clitoris and urethra.
"Hehe~~ Baby, feels good, right? Now, whether you want it fast or slow, light or heavy, it's all up to you!"
The old man chuckled slyly, reaching out and pressing down on me. As if by magic, a large mirror rose up behind me! Before I could even react, a horizontal bar extended forward from my back.
"Baby, the mirror is for you to admire, and the bar is for you to hold onto; see if the height and angle are right, and if not, we can adjust them."
"Oh! I don't want it! Put the mirror away, it's so embarrassing!"
Seeing the naked, seductive woman in the mirror, I couldn't believe my eyes. Was that really me? How could I be so lewd! I quickly turned my head away, no longer daring to look directly at my own bewildered gaze in the mirror.
"Hehe~~ Baby, don't be shy, watching while doing it is the most fun, you'll know once you try!"
"Ugh, I don't want to! Put the mirror away!"
I said, subconsciously twisting my body, as if that would make me disappear from the mirror. But the mirror was unaffected, still clearly and faithfully displaying the specific image. I saw a tall, voluptuous, beautiful woman, naked, straddling an ugly, short old man. Her face was shy, full of charm, her two large, white breasts swaying on their own. At the point where their genitals met, the black and white were clearly defined, pubic hair intertwined, and a thick, fleshy penis could be vaguely seen connecting them. Suddenly, the old man straightened up and caressed the beautiful woman's breasts, the woman twisting her body in fright, making the scene even more obscene.
The obscene scene in the mirror made me feel ashamed, but my latent voyeuristic desire made it impossible for me to look away. At this moment, I was surprised to find that voyeurism was so exciting, so thrilling. Although I was spying on myself, the reflection in the mirror made me appear as a complete stranger. Unconsciously, I was swaying back and forth, holding onto the horizontal bar. As the beautiful woman in the mirror swayed with ecstasy, I too entered a paradise
of pleasure. "Baby, making love with you is the greatest pleasure…you are the epitome of womanhood…"
"My God! Your skin is so well-maintained, even seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls can't compare to you…"
The old man flattered me while making love. Although I knew it was all fake, a vain sense of satisfaction still welled up inside me. I don't know about other women, but for me, his method was definitely effective. He not only conquered my body with his penis but also tried to conquer my soul with flattering words. Although I knew his intentions, I still enjoyed it.
A moment later, the old man suddenly let out a low growl, thrusting upwards forcefully, and then began to tremble violently. At this moment, I clearly felt his glans trembling intermittently, ejaculating… Hot, gushing semen erupted. Because it was inserted so deeply, it felt as if the semen was being poured directly into my uterus. The impact of ejaculation inside me was fierce and unstoppable. I felt as if I had been suddenly thrown into the air, then plummeted downwards, and in that instant of rising and falling, I suddenly reached another climax.
I felt my heart tremble, my whole body shivering with alternating hot and cold sensations, a tingling, indescribable tingling that seemed to penetrate to the very marrow of my bones. The feeling was neither painful nor pleasant, neither pleasurable nor unbearable. In short, extreme pain turned into indescribable pleasure; extreme pleasure turned into indescribable pain.
"Ah… I can't take it anymore… Waaah… Waaah… I'm going to die…"
[The End]

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