Mom, I want to... tell you my... secret

(I)

"Wenying, this is the sample color printout that Manager Zhao requested. Have the secretariat print out the renderings immediately." Tang Tao signed the document I handed him while handing me a document on the table.

"Yes, I'll go right away," I replied, leaving the general manager's office.

This was a successful lingerie company specializing in women's underwear and various stockings. It was originally founded by my husband and the current general manager, Tang Tao, each holding 50% of the shares. However, due to my husband's passing, I had to sell some of my shares to make a living and ended up working for the company. Tang Tao felt bad about it and gave me the easy and high-paying position of his manager's assistant.

"Oh dear, why are these underwear and stockings so cheap?" The color HP printer silently printed out the renderings, and the secretary beside me exclaimed in surprise.

I looked down, and sure enough, the underwear was extremely small; some were practically just thin straps, offering almost no coverage. The stockings were also the sexy and revealing type.

"Get to work, why all the nonsense?" I took the renderings, said a few words to the secretary, and went back to hand them to Tang Tao.

"Wenying, how about we have dinner together after work? I ordered from Fuli Palace!" Just as I was about to leave, Tang Tao suddenly called me back.

"This..." I was taken aback. Fuli Palace was a luxurious nightclub, a place where upper-class men and women would have secret rendezvous. Although Tang Tao had expressed his feelings for me before, he had never been so bold and blatant in inviting me. This wasn't...

"What, you won't even give me this much face?"

Tang Tao looked at me with a half-smile. My heart skipped a beat. After hesitating for a moment, I finally agreed.

"Liming, Mom has a client meeting tonight, so I can't eat at home. Go order some takeout yourself." Afraid that my son would worry, I called him before leaving work.

My son's familiar voice came through the phone: "Okay, Mom, come back soon!" The Fuli Palace Hotel was located in a bustling area along the riverside road. When Tang Tao and I entered the lobby, the streetlights were already on. Tang Tao had booked a VIP suite. Thick cashmere carpets, elegant lighting, and a table laden with delicacies filled the room. To my surprise, Manager Zhao, the client who had come to the company to place an order today, was already waiting inside.

Seeing my puzzled expression, Tang Tao quickly explained, "Oh, it's like this, Wenying. Manager Zhao is actually treating us today. He prepared today's samples and specifically asked me to bring you to help him choose some styles." "Yes, yes, yes, I didn't inform Assistant Wen beforehand, my apologies." Manager Zhao gestured for us to sit down. Since that was the case, I didn't say anything more and took my seat.

At the table, Manager Zhao kept praising me for being beautiful and capable, and kept toasting me. I declined repeatedly, but Tang Tao said, "Wenying, give Manager Zhao some face and drink a little less." Since the general manager had spoken, I couldn't say anything more, so I reluctantly drank two glasses, and my face immediately turned red.

Just as I was feeling dizzy and trying to stay awake to chat with Manager Zhao across from me, I suddenly felt a hand touch my thigh exposed outside my navy blue dress. I was startled and realized that it was Tang Tao sitting next to me who had reached under the table and was stroking my plump thigh, which was covered by flesh-colored stockings.

My heart was pounding, but I dared not make a sound, so I could only let him do as he pleased. Seeing that I didn't refuse, Tang Tao became even more audacious, his hand moving up my thigh and eventually touching my genitals. He gently rubbed my labia through my panties, making me blush furiously. But I was worried about being discovered by Manager Zhao, so I could only rest my hands on the table, rubbing my burning cheeks, hoping that Tang Tao would stop this indecent behavior quickly.

However, Tang Tao didn't stop after a while; instead, he intensified his actions, using his fingers to pull aside my panties and directly touching my labia. Soon, my lower body was aroused to the point of unbearable itching, and my labia gradually became wet.

"Ms. Wen, are you feeling unwell?" Manager Zhao asked with concern, seemingly noticing that I seemed a little distracted.

"No, nothing..."

Tang Tao's hands skillfully played with my long-parched labia, two fingers inserting directly into my wet labia, moving in and out repeatedly, bringing out a large amount of vaginal fluid, soaking my panties.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I need to go to the restroom." The torment was finally over. I stood up hurriedly and fled into the next stall. "Ugh..." I wiped away the overflowing fluids from my genitals with a handkerchief, looking at my flushed, hot cheeks in the mirror—clearly the expression of a mature woman aroused and wanton.

When I returned from next door, the banquet had been cleared away. Tang Tao and Manager Zhao were sitting on the sofa, looking through samples of lingerie and stockings that Manager Zhao had selected.

"Come on, Wenying, why don't you help Manager Zhao choose some? You should know women's preferences." "Yes, yes, Ms. Wen, please sit down!" Manager Zhao shifted his position, making room for me.

I looked at them; they were the styles Tang Tao had asked me to print out that afternoon. I said, "This won't do. Everyone has their own preferences, and I can't really say. Besides, looking at them like this won't show any effect." "Then what do you suggest?" Manager Zhao asked. "Why don't you let me be the model, and then you can choose whichever you like?"

Even I was surprised when I said that, wondering why I had such a thought. Tang Tao and Manager Zhao immediately cheered.

I carried the underwear and stockings to the next bedroom, then stripped naked and started trying them on.

The first set was a scarlet thong and a suspender bra, with white lace stockings. Although my son is eighteen, I'm well-maintained and have no excess fat. My curvaceous body exudes an alluring aura. My long legs, encased in white lace stockings and black high heels, looked incredibly sexy. So when I came out of the bedroom, Tang Tao and Manager Zhao were stunned. They stared intently at my nearly naked body, especially Manager Zhao, who was practically drooling.

"Ms. Wen, please walk around a bit," Manager Zhao said, swallowing hard.

I walked around the room quietly, feeling a burning sensation on my face as I dressed so sexily in front of two strange men. The two men's wolfish gazes stirred a fire within me, and my lower body, which Tang Tao had teased earlier, began to react again, my petals gradually becoming wet.

"Ah, indeed very good!" Manager Zhao approached me, stroking my bra and panties, examining them closely, praising them repeatedly.

"Yes! Wenying's figure is truly excellent, perfectly showcasing the advantages of this lingerie." Tang Tao also came over, stroking my long, slender legs with both hands.

Hearing the man's praise, my heart warmed even more, and I said, "There are even prettier ones later, I'll go change!"

(II)

The second set was black underwear and black stockings. Wearing them on my mature body, they looked incredibly alluring, attracting two men who circled around me. Their heavy breaths sprayed onto my bare skin, making me feel itchy. Tang Tao and Manager Zhao, under the pretext of checking the texture of the underwear and stockings, groped all over my body.

"Ugh! Manager Zhao, I came to help you, how can you be so rude?" I pretended to be unhappy, pushed them away, and ran back to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, I calmed my chaotic thoughts, surprised by my bold actions tonight. I wondered how a woman who was usually dignified and chaste could become so lewd and wanton. What was even more terrifying was that a strange urge within me continued to urge me to change into the next set of even more revealing underwear.

I peeked through the crack in the door at the two men sitting on the sofa, looking both dejected and expectant. I stepped out again.

"My God!" Tang Tao exclaimed, and the two men's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

This time, I was wearing a set of light purple, semi-transparent silk lingerie. The gossamer-thin bra clung tightly to my full breasts, revealing my two large, purple grape-like nipples. My panties were thongs, tied at the waist with a thin strap. A small piece of silk barely covered my vulva and anus, leaving a lot of pubic hair exposed. I also wore light purple, semi-transparent, openwork stockings that hugged my long, white legs and rounded buttocks, exuding an unparalleled aura of lewdness.

"My, my goddess!"

Manager Zhao knelt down at my feet with a thud, hugging my erect thighs and kissing me passionately. Tang Tao also embraced my body from behind, kneading my firm breasts while gently kissing my white neck.

"Ah..."

I didn't expect them to come at me at the same time. My sensitive parts were being violated, and I felt weak all over, collapsing limply into their arms, letting them play with me.

"Wenying, you're wet down there again!" Tang Tao whispered in my ear, his hands pulling my breasts out of my bra. My sensitive nipples were already hard from his rubbing.

"Ah...you...how...how did you know?" I asked breathlessly.

Manager Zhao was already holding my buttocks, kissing my genitals through my silk pants. My petals couldn't withstand such stimulation, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed out, soaking my silk pants.

"I don't need to touch you to know, you little slut, you always pretend to be chaste with me!" Tang Tao said, lifting me up by the waist, while Manager Zhao also got up and grabbed my legs. "Come on, it's time to go to bed!" Tang Tao said, and the two men carried me into the bedroom. At this moment, I had long lost the ability to resist, like a lamb to the slaughter, letting the two men do as they pleased.

Having been without a man for so long, the thought of being played with by two men at the same time tonight made me tremble with excitement. My heart pounded, and I collapsed onto the bed, anticipating their violation.

When they both stripped naked, revealing their thick, hard penises, I gasped and covered my blushing face with my hands.

Tang Tao came first. His strong body pressed down on me, almost suffocating me. A passionate kiss made me involuntarily hug his broad back. Tang Tao rolled me over, placing me on top of him, and began kissing my firm breasts, sucking on my nipples, occasionally biting them lightly with his teeth. "Ah...ah..." I moaned.

I'd barely uttered two cries when I felt Manager Zhao grab my round buttocks from behind, rip off my panties, and then pull my lace stockings down to my knees. My thick, white buttocks were completely exposed to him. Then his mouth began kissing my buttocks, his tongue roaming everywhere, slipping into my cleft, smearing the copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowing from my vulva, occasionally licking my labia and anus.

"Ah...ah...no...don't...ah..." The teasing from both ends drove me mad, my waist writhing like a snake amidst moans and cries. Finally

, two large penises began rubbing against me from both ends. Tang Tao's glans gently rubbed against my vulva, smearing my vaginal fluid everywhere, while Manager Zhao's glans lightly touched my anus from behind, sometimes close, sometimes far. When I leaned back, he leaned back; when I leaned forward, he leaned forward, driving me almost insane.

"You two bastards, hurry... ah... hurry up..."

"Hurry up what?"

Tang Tao teased me deliberately. At this moment, as if they had planned it, both of their penises pressed against my front and back openings without moving. "Hurry... ah... hurry up and insert... insert it... ah..." I finally shouted shamelessly, and then both penises thrust into my body almost simultaneously.

"Ah... God... ah..." Intense pleasure rushed to my head. I closed my eyes tightly and began to enjoy the thrusting of the two penises from front to back. The inner walls of my petals tightly entwined with Tang Tao's penis, and the constantly overflowing lustful fluids moistened our genitals like nectar.

Manager Zhao, supporting my plump buttocks, stretched my anus to its limit with his thick, long penis. Although I had experience with anal sex with my husband before, the pleasure and stimulation from Manager Zhao's penis was unprecedented. I moaned and swayed back and forth as the two men... (link to video) Then, the two men switched
positions and inserted their penises into my front and back holes again, beginning another round of frenzied thrusting. I was completely intoxicated by the sea of lust; my brain was blank except for receiving information about pleasure. Amidst my moans and cries of "Ah... Ah...", the two men finally ejaculated wildly, shooting their semen into my vagina and anus...

(Part Three)

"Liming, how's your studies lately?" I asked, calling my son to the breakfast table.

"They're assigning a final project today." My son, an art school student, stopped eating when he heard my question. "I don't know what the topic is yet. If I can't hand it in, this semester will be a problem." "It's okay, Mom believes in your skills and abilities. If it's still a figure-related subject, Mom will be your model!" I comforted my son, because I had been his model before.

"Thank you, Mom!" My son lowered his head and continued eating his breakfast.

I smiled and got up to go to work.

Because I had worked so hard to "showcase" the company's products last time, Manager Zhao signed a large number of orders, resulting in a sharp increase in the company's performance this month. Tang Tao was very happy and called me to his office before the end of the workday.

"Wenying, this is the company's reward for you!" Tang Tao handed me a thick brown paper bag.

"Thank you!" I happily accepted it. Despite our physical intimacy, I was still a little embarrassed in the office, keeping my head down, not daring to look at him, my face burning.

"What's wrong?" Tang Tao grinned and grabbed my hand. My heart raced. I struggled a couple of times but couldn't break free, and instead, he pulled me into his arms.

"Ugh, this is the office!" I gasped, my legs weak, and whispered.

"What are you afraid of? Everyone's off work!" Tang Tao pressed me down onto the desk, reaching under my skirt and caressing my stockinged thighs.

"No!" I cried out, but my body was already swayed by the temptation. My waist twisted, and Tang Tao lifted my work skirt up, revealing my long legs and black lace panties.

After the caresses, there was a light kiss on his lips, his tongue licking down my thighs to my labia. "Ah!" I lay on the desk, my legs involuntarily spreading apart, letting him rub my labia through my black lace panties. Soon, my panties were soaked; I couldn't tell if it was his saliva or my own vaginal fluid.

"Ah...ah..." My thighs were draped over Tang Tao's shoulders, my stockinged and high-heeled legs tightly clamping his head, my hands supporting me on the desk, immersed in pleasure.

"Ring ring..." Just as the pleasure reached its peak, the phone on the desk suddenly rang.

"Hello! Ah, it's Ajuan! What's up?" Tang Tao picked up the phone. I was startled to hear it was Tang Tao's wife calling, but Tang Tao acted as if nothing had happened. He pushed me, who had just gotten off the table, towards the table, causing me to involuntarily fall onto it. Then I felt a chill on my buttocks as my underwear was pulled down. "Ah, okay, okay, okay!" Tang Tao said to his wife on the other end of the phone while pulling out his penis.

"Ah...ah..." The thick penis pressed against my wet petals and slid in smoothly. I didn't dare to make a sound, so I covered my mouth with my hand, enjoying the strange pleasure while letting out low moans.

"Okay, okay, I'll be right back!" Tang Tao tucked the phone under his neck, his hands supporting my snow-white, round buttocks. His penis thrust rapidly in and out of my petals. My buttocks were thrust high back, my legs in high heels spread wide, and my petals contracted and expanded, trying to cooperate with Tang Tao's defilement. The speed and force of the thrusting became faster and faster, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed down my thighs, soaking my stockings.

"Ah...ah ah...faster...ah..." As soon as Tang Tao hung up the phone, I let out a crying moan, my hips thrusting back desperately to welcome the baptism of his penis. Tang Tao suddenly thrust his body forward, his penis plunging deep into my petals, and a burst of violent ejaculation sent me to orgasm.

After leaving the company, I rushed home.

My son was already home, sitting blankly on the sofa, lost in thought. "What's wrong? Liming, Mom got a bonus today and bought you some of your favorite dishes." I changed my clothes and went to the kitchen to cook.

At the table, my son remained silent. I was a little surprised and asked, "Liming, are you alright? Did you assign the final project?"

"Yeah." My son lowered his head and ate his rice.

"What's the topic? Do you want Mom to be the model?" I put a piece of pork rib in his bowl and asked with a smile. My son suddenly stopped eating and asked, "Mom, can you really be my model this time?" "Sure! Why? Haven't I been your model several times before?" Looking at my son's serious expression, I was even more confused.

"Okay, this is the topic for our assignment this time. If Mom thinks it's okay, please go to the art studio in the back according to the instructions. I'll come find you in an hour." My son suddenly got up, put his sketchbook on the table, and left as if he were escaping.

I opened the sketchbook in confusion, glanced at it, and immediately blushed. There was a line written on it: Bound Sexy Goddess. Below were some annotations, requiring a depiction of a bound, naked, mature woman.

Oh no! Why would the school give students such an assignment? What's worse, I actually agreed to be my son's model this time. My heart was pounding, and I nervously got up to tidy up the table.

After tidying up the table, I went to the living room. My son was hiding in his room and didn't show up again. I raised my hand to knock on his door, but after thinking for a moment, I stopped and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

The hot water from the showerhead washed away the day's fatigue, and my fair, curvaceous body exuded an alluring aura. My full breasts stood proudly upright, my buttocks were high and round, and my long, slender legs were perfectly proportioned, with lush pubic hair below my abdomen.

Looking at my hazy reflection in the mirror, I was still hesitant. Although I had been a model for my son's paintings before, I had always been clothed. This time, the requirement was clearly nudity, and even binding. Could I do it? But then a voice inside me said, "Such a beautiful goddess is perfect as a model for a painter. Otherwise, it would be a waste! What's wrong with sacrificing once for my son? Besides, it's for art!"

I finally convinced myself and went to my son's studio.

**********

...

It turned out that after entering the studio, I had carefully dressed up according to the assignment requirements: completely naked except for a pair of white lace stockings covering my thighs, which only accentuated my long, delicate legs. I then draped a white, transparent scarf over my shoulders, through which I could clearly see my high, firm breasts and their rosy nipples. Below my white abdomen were strands of black stockings.

Even more gruesome were the black ropes binding my body, draped down from my slender neck, wrapping around my arms behind my back, and the rest coiled around my thighs, which were clad in white lace stockings, several times over. The black ropes and white thighs created a stark contrast, a powerful visual impact. I felt like a lamb to the slaughter, limp and powerless on the table, awaiting my master's fate.

Under such circumstances, being stared at by my son's unbridled gaze, I felt not unease, but rather a strange excitement. "What's wrong? Weren't you rushing to finish your manuscript? Hurry up!" I suppressed the inexplicable heat in my heart and said casually.

"Oh." My son seemed to wake up from a dream and hurriedly went to the window to get his paintbrush, knocking over the easel in his haste.

Finally, he had the necessary painting tools ready, and he began to concentrate on his homework. Facing his constant scrutiny, I felt my heart racing, and my lower body gradually became hot and wet. My body, bound by the rope, felt an unprecedented tingling sensation of restraint. After resisting this feeling for a while, I finally let out a low moan.

"What's wrong? Mom, are you feeling unwell?" My son saw my flushed cheeks, put down his paintbrush, and came over to ask, "Is it uncomfortable from being in this position for too long?"

"Ah, no, no." I was a little flustered.

"Okay, let me change your position. This way you can rest for a bit, and your current position doesn't fully capture the essence of this work." My son reached out and held my waist. A tingling sensation swept through me, and surprisingly, I didn't resist or refuse. I let my son pull my round buttocks back, turning me into a kneeling position with my buttocks high in the air. Since my hands were still tied behind my back, my head was pressed down to support my body.

Being put into this lewd position, I couldn't help but lose my composure: "Liming, no, don't..." But my son ignored me, grabbed the gauze covering my round buttocks, and gently pulled it off.

"Ah... ah... you... what are you doing?" Now, both my front and back holes were completely exposed, and I couldn't help but cry out. But even I was surprised that I didn't resist, even though I had tied the rope binding my hands myself; in fact, my hands weren't really bound at all.

I heard my son's rapid breathing from behind, and a pair of large hands began to gently caress my round, white buttocks. I symbolically twisted my waist to show that I was resisting, and my swaying buttocks seemed to be arousing the young man's desire.

Finally, my son's lips pressed against mine, his strong arms encircling my buttocks, his wet tongue roaming over my petals and anus. "Ah...ah...no...don't..." I was already somewhat dazed, moaning and panting. As his tongue plunged into my wet petals, stirring and thrusting incessantly, I gasped for breath, intoxicated by this rape-like oral sex.

My son climbed onto the platform; I didn't know when he had taken off his clothes. He hugged me tightly from behind, his hot breath rushing to my ear: "Mom, Mom...do you know? I've been waiting for this day for so long!"

I tried to break free, but it was no use. It was as if a wild beast had subdued me, and this powerful restraint only fueled my deepest desire to be ravaged and violated. So I began to struggle, which, as expected, only resulted in more savage violence. My son pinned me down, ripped off the ropes that were now in the way, and grabbed my swollen breasts from behind, beginning to knead them forcefully.

"Ah...ah...ah...you little rascal...ah...Mommy...you...ah...almost...ah..." My nipples were being rubbed until they were big and hard. I knelt on the table, supporting my body with my hands, and began to make intermittent moans.

A hot penis was rubbing against my cleft, and the lustful fluid flowing from my lower body made the entire table wet. Like a bitch in heat, I shook my snow-white buttocks, begging my son's penis to go in quickly.

"Ah! Mommy!" The hard penis pressed against the honey-drenched petals and slowly went in.

"Ah...ah...you...little...rascal...oh...ah...good...big...Mommy...good...comfortable...ah...!" I had completely abandoned all my dignity and restraint as a mother, and completely become my son's sex partner. My moans and cries filled the sacred art studio.

The penis thrust rapidly in and out of my petals, making lewd "plop plop" sounds. I gritted my teeth, desperately shaking my plump buttocks backward, seeking the pleasure of incest.

"Mom, do you... know?" Just as I was about to reach my climax, the penis suddenly slowed its thrusting and slowly withdrew from my petals. My son laughed devilishly in my ear, "I'm going to tell you a secret!"

"What? Hurry... Mom wants..." I ignored what he was saying, only desperately thrusting my buttocks, trying to find where the penis was going. But my son grabbed my plump buttocks and aimed his penis, dripping with my juices, at my anus. "Ah... this..." The thought of my anus being violated by my son made me tremble with excitement, but my son only rubbed the head of his penis against my anus, not rushing to insert it.

"Ah...faster...faster..."

"Fastest what? I want Mommy to say it!"

"Ugh...faster...fuck...Mommy...Mommy's ass...asshole..." Forced to utter such lewd and obscene words, I was already blushing with shame, but at the same time, I felt an unprecedented stimulation and excitement.

At the same time, the thick penis finally pushed open the tender flesh of my anus and slowly entered my rectum.

"Ah...ah...so...so good...God...ah..." I buried my burning face in my arms, my snow-white buttocks were raised high to the sky, my anus contracting and relaxing, and my son lifted one of my thighs, clad in white stockings, and wrapped it around his waist, it was simply the epitome of lewdness.

"Mommy, I want to...tell you the secret...the secret hasn't been told yet!" My son said breathlessly while vigorously thrusting into his mother's anus, "This...semester...the...school didn't give us...homework...ah..." With a burst of his ejaculation, I fainted in the throes of orgasm.

[The End]

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