My happy life with Mommy

Just past ten o'clock, I heard the sound of high heels clicking on the wooden floor. Peering out of the study, I saw a middle-aged woman in an elegant evening gown bending down to take off her high-heeled sandals. She didn't immediately slip her fair, delicate feet into the sandals, but instead gently massaged her toes with one hand. Her round, alluring buttocks were completely within my view. "Ah! Mom's back..." I laughed, rushing forward to lift her soft body off the ground and spin her around. "Hey! You rascal, put Mom down right now!" How could I bear to hold this soft, alluring body in my arms? I simply pulled the beautiful woman onto the sofa and gave her a deep kiss. "Huh? Didn't the invitation say it was until 11:00? Why are you back so soon? Did you miss me?" (Hidden content requires a reply to view) Mom rolled her eyes at me, sat on my lap, and slipped her earrings and necklace onto the coffee table. "Sigh... I'm exhausted. I've been standing for almost three hours. Mom couldn't take it anymore. Now I understand how hard it is to be a hostess." Mom's soft body curled up in my arms, pouting and looking unhappy. Although the annual "entrepreneurs' gathering" is just a formality, it wasn't as boring as my mother described. I know women her age are just talkative, always finding an excuse to ramble on and on. Fortunately, I've gotten used to her nagging, perhaps thanks to her middle-aged resurgence in sexual activity, which always gives me an indescribable satisfaction in bed. This makes me largely unafraid of my mother's nagging tongue, especially since... that nimble tongue is so skilled at licking my penis. Of course, my father wasn't so lucky. He chose to find another woman who didn't talk much and always silently supported her husband's career to rebuild his life. "The tablecloths on the buffet table weren't ironed at all... The food was mediocre, not to mention the only brand of mineral water in the entire venue... And... the sound system was terrible, I couldn't hear many of the speeches at all... The atmosphere was chaotic everywhere, I really don't know what's so great about this kind of social gathering?... After the dance started, I danced two songs and finally had a legitimate reason to escape..." "Wait... When the other men were dancing with you, did they take advantage of you?" Seeing that my mother was about to continue her rant, I suddenly seized an opportunity to interrupt her speech. "No...of course not...Do you think everyone's like you, a lecherous wolf, even trying to take advantage of an old woman like me..." My mother, having finished removing her makeup, sat on my lap, arms behind her head, looking at me with a smile. My tone had deliberately betrayed jealousy, which made her very pleased. Actually, I completely believed that in that situation, facing guests who were also private business owners, even the most audacious person wouldn't dare do anything unbecoming of their status. My insistence that someone was taking advantage of my mother was merely a ruse to prevent her from continuing her nagging. “I told you to stop drawing, the more you draw, the worse it gets. With a figure like Mom’s, no one would have designs on her, right? Hehe, let me check…” With a wicked laugh, I easily pulled Mom’s petite and delicate body into my arms and strode into our shared bedroom… “Oh… baby… Mommy’s darling… how come you are… ah… so amazing today…” I wanted to be gentle and tender, but the beautiful young woman beneath me always managed to enter an intoxicating state before I did. Two long, slender, snow-white legs tightly gripped my waist, helping my lower abdomen thrust harder against her vulva. Her alluring clitoris, like tiny hands, constantly gripped and released my glans… Inserting my genitals deep into my own mother's body was always so sensual and stimulating; how many people in the world could resist such temptation? "Waaah…" My mother sobbed softly, her voice low. Incredibly, she had climaxed again… But I wasn't much better off; I didn't last long before releasing my pent-up energy into my mother's body. After her orgasm, my mother was always so gentle and charming, her rosy cheeks flushed with a girlish shy blush. She snuggled down from my chest, her warm cherry lips enveloping my penis, licking away the remaining fluids, her beautiful eyes so enamored with my phallus… “Tell Mommy, is something bothering you?” After resting for a while, Mom’s still hot and sexy body nestled tightly in my arms. "No, everything's the same as before, nothing's wrong." "Liar! Mommy knows you too well. In bed, it's really hard for a man to deceive a woman, especially my mother who has lived with me since birth. She knows her son's characteristics well and has a wealth of sexual experience. Before I was one, I suckled on her breasts all day long; before I was five, her slender fingers often pulled back my foreskin to clean away grime; at 17, she..." For a long time, her naked body was manipulated into various lewd positions and raped in my erotic dreams; at 19, my mature penis frequently ejaculated under her skillful manipulation; in the same year, her warm and moist mouth became the place for me to release my vigorous energy; now at 20, we sleep in each other's arms all night long. My mother is so familiar with my body and mind that countless nights she can accurately grab my penis with a simple turn, never missing. She could deduce whether I was experiencing extreme pleasure simply from the hardness of my penis inside her and the frequency of my thrusts. Faced with a woman who knew me so well, how could I possibly hide anything from her? With a soft sigh, I had no choice but to tell her the truth. My company, affiliated with a design institute, recently had an opportunity for an overseas study trip. With less than a year of experience, I was naturally excluded. Out of consideration for the law of balance, I was given a task instead. I was invited to participate in a design competition open to all at a certain exhibition hall. The competition lasted a month, during which I didn't have to report to the company and could work on my designs in quiet places – essentially a month-long vacation. This naturally caused me great dissatisfaction, but there was nothing I could do. State-owned companies are always based on seniority, and for someone like me, a junior employee, it would take twenty or thirty years to get ahead. "I think it's great! Just treat it as a vacation!" Clearly, my mother didn't understand the desire of a young person just entering the workforce to succeed. I was too lazy to explain to her; it wouldn't make a difference. "How about… I call your father and see if I can pull some strings and get you this training opportunity?" "I was startled and quickly stopped him. To be honest, although my parents were divorced, I still managed to get my father's ex-girlfriends into bed, using all sorts of tricks that even he probably hadn't used to take advantage of my mother's body. Because of this, I haven't dared to visit my father for a long time; I always felt really guilty towards him. Actually, there was another reason: the director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture has a beautiful daughter who has many boys..." Zidu was proud to have won her over. I was lucky enough to have a relationship with her once, but we broke up. She probably looked down on me because I was just an ordinary designer, not very promising! If Dad really has to go to this event, he'll definitely have to find the director of the Cultural Bureau, who is her father. I can't bear the embarrassment of being ridiculed by her again. "No, let's just be honest and work hard. I'll design a good piece; maybe I'll win a big prize. How about Mom and I find a beautiful place to live in seclusion for a month?" "Ah? That's a good idea, but Mom's beauty salon is always busy. A month? I wonder what I'll look like when I come back?" "Hehe..." I chuckled and reached out to touch my mother's smooth, satin-like skin. She was probably worried that staying away for a month wouldn't allow her to maintain her stunning complexion. It's funny, she wasn't so concerned when she was with my father, but now she's afraid she won't present her best self to me. Such a beautiful mother is truly rare.

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