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My Mother is a High-Class Prostitute

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Prologue

Hello everyone, my name is Lin Xiaoming, and I take my mother's surname. I am 16 years old this year and a fourth-year
student at a private junior high school. My favorite type of woman is mature women, especially beautiful mature women. Of course, my mother is such
a beautiful mature woman: my mother's name is Lin Liya, she is 34 years old this year, 174cm tall, with a head of long
, wavy brown hair, large and firm breasts, a small waist, a round and perky bottom, and
a pair of long, fair legs. She usually loves to wear long white stockings and high heels.

My father went to the United States when I was 7 years old and then disappeared without a trace. Later, I heard that he had gone with a
very rich woman. My mother was heartbroken because of this and never had a boyfriend, but she dressed more and more fashionably,
boldly, and even revealingly. Sometimes I saw people groping her on the bus, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she
seemed indifferent.

As for my mother being a prostitute (and a high-class one at that), I only found out last year. Before that, I
often asked her where she worked, and she would always casually say that she was a public relations girl at a certain company. If I pressed
her , she would get angry; and she had never taken me to her workplace. So, I believed
her before, but after following her once, I learned the truth.

I. This is work.

One summer two years ago, my mother received a phone call and said to me, "Xiaoming, something's come up at the company, I might
be a little late. Find something to eat in the fridge."

"Oh, then come back early," I replied.

"I know, but you're all grown up now, you should take care of yourself," my mother said with a smile, then
went back to her room. (Note: My mom's company is really strange. She changes into
different : there's flight attendant's uniform, secretary's uniform, cosmetics salesperson's uniform, nurse's uniform, and so on.
There are so many kinds. Once I asked her why she had so many uniforms, and she just smiled and said, "You'll
understand ." (I wonder which one she'll wear this time.)

I followed my mom to her room and said, "Are you wearing a uniform to work today?"

"Yes, this black office suit!" (It's a very tight-fitting professional women's skirt suit, which looks
very sexy with white stockings.)

As she spoke, my mom took off her loungewear, bra, and panties in front of me, and then
picked and put it on. She didn't even wear underwear, and just put on white silk stockings and
black high heels.

(Because of my father's betrayal, my mother
spoiled me a little too much. She wouldn't hide herself from me when she went to the bathroom, showered, or changed clothes. But she wouldn't let me touch her breasts or genitals, only sometimes saying casually, "Son, you're in middle school now
and you're still watching your mother change clothes? Your classmates will laugh at you!" I would watch silently, secretly laughing to
myself : My classmates would be so envious if they knew I could watch such a beautiful and sexy woman change clothes.)

Because my mother wasn't wearing underwear, I was already hard, and I pretended to be calm and asked,
"Mom, why aren't you wearing underwear today?"

"Why are you meddling in adults' business so much? Go do your homework." Mom was a little annoyed.

I could only walk away silently. Mom touched up her makeup in front of the mirror, sprayed some perfume on her chest and buttocks,
and hurriedly went out the door.

I was about to do my homework when I noticed that Mom hadn't taken her phone, so I chased after her to give it to her.

When I reached the door, I saw that Mom had already gotten into a taxi. I had no choice but to hail
a cab and follow her. The taxi Mom was in turned east and west until we were almost out of the city. I wondered curiously: Is Mom's
company in a very remote place? Then, the car stopped in front of what looked like an abandoned chemical plant. My
curiosity grew even stronger, and I decided to see where Mom worked. I hailed the taxi to stop from a distance and saw
Mom enter through a small door next to the factory gate. I quietly followed her.

The factory was quite large. I followed Mom to a small bungalow, and Mom pushed open the door and went inside.

I went to the window to listen to the conversation inside.

"Haha, Miss Lin is here!" came an enthusiastic old man's voice from inside.

"Yes, Uncle Li, you keep calling me, of course I have to hurry! Hehe..." Mom
responded .

At that moment, I couldn't help but peek through the crack in the window: it was a small room, somewhat like a duty room, with very few
things —just a small television, a long wooden bench, a single bed, and a
telephone on a small table. It was fairly tidy and clean. What I saw next shocked me: a
man around Mom's slender waist, slowly sat down on the long wooden bench, while Mom, in a coquettish and slightly aroused manner
, swayed in his arms. Suddenly, my mind went completely blank.

"Miss Lin, I've missed you so much! Let me suckle your big breasts first!" With that, the old man quickly unbuttoned
my mother's coat and shirt, and her breasts sprang out like two little white rabbits
(I think I understand why my mother doesn't wear a bra). The old man squeezed one breast in each hand, while his white-bearded
mouth greedily sucked on the other. My mother cried out in a lewd and exaggerated manner, "Uncle Li, be gentle!
You're going to crush my breasts, suck them raw!"

But the old man ignored her and worked even harder. By this time, I was already hard.

The old man sucked for about five minutes before stopping, squeezing her breasts with both hands and using his mouth... I kissed my mother's lips.

My mother didn't resist at all; instead, she willingly gave the old man a wet kiss, even
sticking her small tongue into his mouth and licking it. I almost ejaculated then.

They kissed like that for a while before the old man released my mother, saying, "Come on, you bitch, give me a blowjob!"

My mother smiled lewdly and said, "Ugh, you always call me a bitch when you're excited!" Then she knelt in
front of the old man's crotch, gently unzipped his pants, took out his penis, and began to suck on it passionately.

The old man took a deep breath and said, "Oh, Miss Lin, don't you know me? I like this.

But I don't mean to look down on you at all!"

Mom spat out the old man's penis and said, "Just kidding! Hehe!" Then she took the old man's
penis sucked on it earnestly.

The old man put his hands behind his head and said with great enjoyment, "I don't know why, but from the first time I slept with
you, I only liked you. I can't stand any younger bitches. I've
spent most of my life savings on you, you little vixen, in just one year. But I think it's worth it! Hehe..."

Mom didn't say anything when she heard the old man's words, but just winked at him seductively, and then did two
deep throats!

"So good! So fucking good! Okay, now I'm going to play with your little cunt! Hehe..."

At this moment, Mom spat out the penis, and a thin thread of saliva connected from Mom's lips to the glans. The scene
was extremely lewd. The mother groaned exaggeratedly, her hands gripping the table, her buttocks raised, and
her long legs spread wide. The old man lifted her skirt from behind, revealing her round, perky white buttocks and beautiful legs.
He plunged his head between her thighs, licking and probing her vagina with his fingers, saying, "Little bitch, you
're really obedient. I told you to go naked (referring to not wearing underwear), and you did it! Good! Let me
lick you !"

"Uncle Li, um... I really admire you, um... you don't even let me wear underwear... um... let you
play with me. Just now, I even let the taxi driver... um... see enough!" The mother groaned as she
recounted what had just happened to the old man.

"Hehe, what's there to be afraid of? You're afraid of men seeing you! You're a whore who'll let anyone fuck you for money!"

"Um... I am a whore who's been fucked a thousand times, um... um... come and fuck me too! Um
... um... um..." The mother seemed to be deliberately stimulating the old man's nerves.

At this moment, the old man thrust his penis, which his mother had sucked until it was swollen, all the way into her vagina and began to fuck her quickly.
But after no more than twenty thrusts, he stopped, let out a long cry, and collapsed onto his mother's back, panting heavily
. It seemed he had ejaculated. At this moment, I couldn't hold back either and ejaculated onto the wall under the windowsill.

"Sigh, I'm getting old, getting old, I can't do it anymore...hehe!" the old man said lightly.

"Hehe, Uncle Li, you still need to take better care of your health, otherwise, you won't be able to get hard after a few thrusts,
how will you patronize my business? Hehe..." my mother responded gently. My mother didn't urge the old man to get off,
but instead gently rocked him back and forth, letting him rest tenderly on her back. Then, after 5 minutes, they sat on the small bed,
embracing each . My mother didn't button her clothes, leaving them open, and the old man unceremoniously squeezed my mother
's breasts.

"Miss Lin! You're the most ethical prostitute I've ever met!
Just ! No wonder you're a high-class prostitute!"

"Uncle Li, you've paid me and become a VIP member, so of course I'll serve you wholeheartedly and make
you happy..." the mother said generously.

"But, it's such a waste for such a beautiful and wonderful woman like you to do this!"

"Oh? Really? Then marry me! Hehe..." the mother teased the old man.

"Hehe, I can't afford such a high-class wife like you! You earn 30,000 a month! That's enough for me to work for six or seven years
!"

"Hehe," Mom responded with a smile and then said, "By the way, Uncle Li, where did you get the money to join the membership
? 40,000 yuan is probably not a small amount for you, and the service fees and tips you give me each time are also
one or two thousand!"

"Sigh! We've known each other for quite a while now. Let me tell you the truth, my wife was in a car accident and the insurance company
paid 70,000 yuan. Plus, I earn 600 yuan a month running this shabby factory. I have no children and no
other hobbies, so I joined the membership! And I only have eyes for you. I don't want anyone else! Haha..."

"Heh! Uncle Li, you really are a romantic!" Mom teased the old man exaggeratedly.

"Miss Lin, today I'd like to try the 'Fairy Wine' that's mentioned in your company's new brochure. Is that alright? Could you
tell me about it?"

"Sure. Fairy Wine is basically your semen mixed with something else, and then I'll slowly
drink it in front of you."

"Wow, such an exciting game! How much does it cost?"

"999 yuan, not cheap. Want to play?"

"Yes! I'll just save up for two more months and come back to you... but..."

"Hehe, but what?"

"I'm afraid I won't have the strength to ejaculate again."

"Yes, what should we do?" Mom thought seriously for a moment, then said, "It's okay, you can just scoop out the semen from my little
pussy ..."

"Will that work? That's too much trouble for you."

"It's alright, you're a regular customer."

At this moment, Mom lifted her skirt, squatted down, and had the old man put a paper cup on Mom's vulva. Mom
then started to urinate, pulling the old man's semen into the paper cup.

"Okay, mix it up," Mom said gently.

"I don't have any broken glass here, only Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor)."

"Alright, Erguotou it is then."

At this moment, the old man handed the cup to the mother, poured Erguotou into the cup, and then sat down on
the chair look on his
face. The mother knelt on the ground in front of the old man's crotch, giving him flirtatious glances while moaning, and gulped down the "immortal liquor" in large gulps. The whole process took about 2 minutes.

"Sigh, the liquor is too strong, I rarely drink it, I can't handle it!" the mother said after finishing.

"Hehe, thank you for your help today! Alright." the old man said.

"Have you signed the bill?"

"Okay."

The mother took out a piece of paper from her handbag, wrote on it for a while, and then said very professionally and formally:
"Uncle Li, I have provided you with four services this time: 'Full-quality harp,' 'Romantic wet kiss,' 'planetary collision,' and '
immortal liquor.' The total cost is 2499 yuan. Please verify and sign. Thank you..."

"Okay, um..." the old man quickly signed the paper.

"Uncle Li, may I put on my clothes now?" (Wow! Mom's so professional, such
great service!)

"Go ahead."

After the old man agreed, Mom buttoned up the clothes, then carefully tidied herself up from head to toe, and put on the sheet...
One copy was given to the old man, and the other was put into his handbag. As Mom left, the old man
leered plump, firm buttocks hard. Mom pretended to be angry and said "You're so annoying!", but the old man just
smiled foolishly.

After Mom left, I quickly found a corner to hide in. I waited until Mom was far away before leaving
the factory. What happened today was too sudden for me; I really couldn't accept it:
the mother I knew was so great, beautiful, and pure, but she was a prostitute. I felt like countless
ants were crawling on my face—it was so embarrassing, so shameful! How could I have a mother who was a prostitute
?

II. Mom's Confession

I returned home feeling terrible, but Mom hadn't come back yet. Although I felt terrible, I also had another
kind stimulating feeling, which I couldn't quite explain. The image of my mother lewdly serving that old man just now
lingered in my mind, increasingly stimulating my nerves: Could I also be enjoying my mother's body like
that old man? No! No! Impossible! My own reason and evil were
clashing. Just then, I heard the sound of the door opening; my mother was back.

"Son, have you eaten anything? Are you hungry?" My mother
asked me with concern as she walked towards the sofa where I was sitting.

She was still dressed the same as before. I thought to myself: My God, how could she act so well? Just now she was
a whore who could be fucked for money, and now she's a dutiful, kind, and beautiful mother?! She's a
whore ! Yes! That's right!

"Oh, you didn't bring your phone, did you?" I replied after a long pause.

"Really? I was in a hurry and forgot to bring it." (Hmph! Why is she in such a rush? What a slut!)

"I just... um... I wanted to take your phone... to you, so I followed you to, um, your
... workplace... that... place..." I stammered, suppressing my anger, and actually confessed to following her
. My heart was pounding in my chest! I couldn't believe I'd said it so directly.

My mother stood beside me, staring at me with wide eyes, completely stunned.

"What? What did you say? Where did you follow me?" My mother
asked me urgently, as if she were going crazy. "What did you see? Huh? Tell me?!"

After she finished speaking, my mother slumped weakly onto the sofa opposite me. I lowered my head, my heart pounding like
it was going to jump . I knew my face must be incredibly red, tormented by sadness, anger, and excitement. My mother's
face darkened, and she slowly lowered her head and began to cry, but without a sound. We remained silent for a few minutes, and then my mother gradually
stopped crying, staring blankly at the ceiling.

At that moment, I didn't know what to say. I cleared my throat, conflicted, and stammered,
"Mom, um... I know I shouldn't have followed you, um... but I really just wanted to bring
you my phone. I didn't expect to see some things I shouldn't have seen, I..."

"It's not your fault, child. It's all my fault. I'm so sorry!" Mom interrupted me, her voice
low and melancholic. "You know, I'm a very competitive person. Ever since your father, that heartless dog, abandoned
us, our lives have plummeted.

But I'm not willing to be laughed at and looked down upon by those around me, so I have to make money! A lot of money! We want to
live in an apartment building, eat delicacies, and wear head-to-toe designer clothes! But, where can a lowly clerk like me find so
much money? So, I applied for a job as a high-class... prostitute at xxx company."

"But Mom, how could you do such a degrading job?!" I couldn't help but shout.

"Sigh, I had no choice," Mom said humbly.

"Anyway, you're not allowed to do this anymore!" I stood up and shouted at my mother.

"Sigh, son, if I don't do this, how will we pay the mortgage? How will we pay your tuition
(the private school I attend is very expensive, 20,000 yuan a year)? Have you thought about that? Huh?"

"We can live away from here, and I can not go to private school!" I shouted angrily.

"No! I've already been abandoned! I've already become a laughing stock among all those relatives, I can't go
back to that kind of life! No! I can't take it!"

"What can't you do?! What can't you do?! I think you're used to this kind of rich life! Used to being taken advantage of
!" I shouted angrily.

At this moment, my mother stood up, staring straight at me, and before I could react, her slap
landed my face. I stared blankly at my mother, rushed to my room, locked the door, threw myself
on the bed and cried loudly. I felt like everything was about to collapse.

A few hours later, Mom came to my bedroom door and gently knocked. She said, "Son…
I'm sorry, Mom was wrong. I shouldn't have hit you. I'm so sorry. Let's talk it over, okay?"

After that, Mom didn't say anything more, and I ignored her, remaining curled up in bed.

A while later, I needed to pee, so I got up and opened the door. Unexpectedly, Mom was still standing there. I didn't dare,
and was too embarrassed, to look her in the eye. After a moment, Mom placed her hands on my shoulders and softly said, "Son, you
have to know that everything Mom does is for you. As long as… as long as you agree to let Mom do this again, whatever you
ask Mom to do… I'll do it…"

Hearing Mom say this, that inexplicable excitement from before returned, and my mind became a jumbled mess again
. I slowly raised my head to look at Mom. She looked at me with a charming smile, and I suddenly felt my mouth go dry,
not knowing what to say.

"Really, whatever you want, I'll do it?" I asked softly.

"Mmm…" Mom replied with an even more charming smile.

At that moment, I felt a primal urge take over my brain. I
shifted my gaze from her face to her large, firm breasts, staring intently. I felt like I was about to ejaculate.

"Hehe, son, Mom knows you always want to touch Mom's body, so Mom will grant your wish today. You
like Mom's breasts, don't you?" Mom said so casually, yet I didn't know
how answer, still staring intently.

"If you like, unbutton your shirt and take a look."

"I, I, I don't, I dare not."

"Hehe, my son is a grown-up now. If you like something, you have to take it yourself.
Otherwise, Mom can't help you." (Oh my god, Mom is actually arousing my excitement!)

But I still dare not. At this moment, Mom put her hands on her sexy breasts
and said flirtatiously, "Sorry? Then let Mom help you start."

As she spoke, Mom unbuttoned her blouse one button at a time. When she reached the last button, Mom
stopped and looked at me seductively, saying, "You unbutton the last one." I raised my trembling hands and unbuttoned
the last button in one go. Mom's breasts were presented to me so closely for the first time. I almost
fainted .

"Hehe, if you want to touch them, then touch them." (Mom is so flirtatious!)

I reached out and grabbed those two big, white, and firm breasts, and squeezed them hard.

"Ouch, be gentle, um... um... um..." she moaned.

"So, I squeezed my mother's breasts for a while.

'Okay, wait a minute, let's sit on the sofa and rest for a bit,' I said, trying to remain calm.

My mother sat down on the sofa, but I stood in front of her and shifted my attention from her breasts to her
long, fair legs. I knelt in front of her, touching her legs clad in long white stockings.

'Hehe, little thing, I didn't know you knew how to play with women, huh? Tell me honestly, have you
been playing ?' My mother said, watching me excitedly playing with her legs.

'No, I only like Mom's. I don't have any other women!
You're really good with words, aren't you? I'm just an old woman, would you like me?' my mother teased me."

"Really."

By then, I had already slipped my hand under my mother's skirt and said, "Mom, can I see your lower body
?"

My mother didn't say anything, but just smiled and lifted her skirt up to her waist, revealing her entire genitals to me
: a sparse pubic hair in the middle, looking very clean, with light brown labia majora, and
labia minora that were still a tender, fleshy pink, and below that was her small, clean anus.

My mother then said, "Son, you were born from that little fleshy hole in the middle!"

I couldn't help but suck on her entire vulva. My mother groaned and said, "Child, Mom is dirty,
you can't suck!" and tried to push my head away.

"No, um... Mom's body isn't dirty, um... I like it, um... I want to suck..." I
said while sucking.

"Um... good son, um... if you like to suck, Mom will give it to you, um..."

By this time, I was incredibly hard, so I took off my pants, wanting to do what that old man had done earlier and
insert my penis into my mother's vagina. At this moment, Mom suddenly stood up and pushed me away, saying, "No, we're
mother and son, we can't do that, it's incest, no way!"

"Didn't you promise me everything?!"

"But I didn't say you could fuck me."

"No, Mom, you're lying. Everyone else can fuck you, why can't I? I want it!"

"No, that's right."

Mom and I started pushing and pulling.

"If you really want it, you can, but you have to study hard. If you get first place in this midterm exam,
I'll let you fuck me." Mom gave me her terms.

"Okay, you said it!"

"Mom keeps her word."

"But I'm in a hurry, what should I do?" I asked, touching my penis.

"Hehe, easy, Mom has a way to make her son happy!" After saying that, Mom stood up, knelt in front of me, and
took my penis into her mouth, sucking it earnestly. At this moment, I couldn't stand Mom's actions. Mom
sucked me for a maximum of 10 times before I ejaculated all my semen into her mouth. My mother let out a soft moan and swallowed all
the semen . I collapsed onto the sofa.

III. The Most Blissful Reward

Since my mother started giving me "sexual stimulation," our relationship has changed drastically: my mother, who was
just a mother before, is now like a lover to me—it's very exciting. Sometimes, while she's cooking, I'll sneak up
behind her, pinch her breasts, touch her vulva, and when I get excited, I'll pull down her panties and suck on them. Of course,
to make things easier for me, my mother usually dresses provocatively at home and doesn't wear underwear.

One evening after dinner, I... (The sentence is incomplete and ends abruptly)
. After watching TV for a while, I got a little bored and asked, "Mom, are you
going to work tonight?"

"No, I'm not."

"Why not? You usually go out at night, why not today?"

"Today is my day off."

"Day off? People like that, besides their period, they have days off?" I asked curiously.

"You think your mom's just an ordinary streetwalker? The company your mom works for is very reputable."

"Very reputable? How so? You didn't want to tell me before, but now you should tell me in detail."

"Hmm, okay, I've got nothing to do tonight, so I'll tell you."

Mom then explained to me in detail how the company managed these high-class prostitutes, how they charged clients,
the benefits they received, and the client tiers.

"Then why were you able to tolerate that old man the other day? He was disgusting," I asked curiously.

"Before I officially started doing this, the company gave me some training, so it's nothing.
I didn't want do it for him, but I had no choice; he's a top member of the company. But he just loves
to call me 'bitch,' he's not that annoying, he's quick, and he's not clingy."

"Oh, so you kind of like that old man?" I teased my mother.

"Oh, you little brat, you dare make fun of your mother? I'll beat you to death!" My mother pretended to be angry
and patted my back.

"By the way, Mom, do you always let your clients ejaculate inside your vagina?"

"Yes, basically, if the clients ask, I'll do it."

"Aren't you afraid of getting a disease?"

"Don't worry, because the company requires every client entitled to internal ejaculation to undergo
a check-up . Furthermore, the company conducts weekly checks on those of us who do this. If any illness is found, whether you're an employee
or a client, you'll be dismissed."

"Oh, no wonder. So, if a top-tier client doesn't request internal ejaculation, do they still need to undergo a check-up?"

"Yes, they do, otherwise it's considered a voluntary relinquishment of their top-tier client status. " "

Aren't you afraid of getting pregnant, Mom?" "

Hehe, silly child, I had an IUD inserted when I joined the company. "

"Oh." "

Mom, when did you start doing this?

" "About four years ago."

"How come I didn't know anything about it?

" "Hehe, how would you know?"

...

So, I talked with my mother until very late. She asked me questions like: When was your first ejaculation?

How many pornographic films have you watched? Our understanding of each other increased.

After my mother made that promise, I studied hard and confidently finished my midterm
exams, but I only got second place, just 0.5 points behind first place—what bad luck! I thought, "That's it,
it's hopeless." I returned home dejectedly, but Mom wasn't back yet.

I sat on the sofa for a while, feeling downcast. Then I heard the sound of her high heels outside the door. She was back.
How was going to explain this to her?

"Son, did you bring your report card? How did it go?"

I didn't know what to say.

"How did it go? Why aren't you saying anything? I'm asking you!" Mom said, walking towards me.

I handed her the report card with my head down. She stared at it intently with her beautiful eyes, then slowly
sat down. After a while, Mom comforted me, saying, "It's okay that you didn't get first place
. Your total score was only a little bit lower than first place,
wasn't it? It's alright, try harder next time." With that, Mom got up and, without a word, went to the kitchen.

So, I silently finished my meal and went back to my room to do my homework.

Around 10 o'clock, Mom pushed open the door, came up behind me, and said, "Come and have some fruit."

I turned around, and my mother's appearance immediately caught my eye: long, wavy, dyed brown hair cascaded over her shoulders,
her face was lightly made up, and a tight-fitting white lace blouse with floral sleeves revealed a pale pink lace bra underneath, making her nipples appear
almost visible. She wore a matching white lace mini-skirt
with lace trim, and light flesh-colored stockings on her beautiful legs. Most strikingly, she was wearing white stiletto heels.
My mother

's outfit was both pure and glamorous—she looked stunning! I stood there, staring at her from head to toe.

"Hehe, silly child, I told you to eat fruit, not to look at me."

"Oh…" I snapped out of my daze.

"Son, actually, Mom knows you didn't get first place, and I'm very disappointed, but I know you did your best
, so Mom is willing to give you this. Consider it an early reward for getting first place next time."

I could hardly believe my ears and exclaimed with delight, "Really…really?"

"Mmm…" my mother said, gently stroking my hair.

I grabbed my mother and started groping her, but she pushed me away, saying, "Don't rush, I've already
agreed to let you have your way, are you afraid I'll run away?"

She led me to her room, made me sit on the bed, and knelt in front of me, saying softly,
"Son, I'm so sorry for doing this job. I don't have much to compensate you, so
today I'll treat you like a top client and let you have your fill. But son, remember, I
did for you, so you must study hard and become successful in the future, then I'll be content, understand?"

I was nervous and excited, unsure what to say. She continued, "Son, from now on I
'm your prostitute, you can call me whatever you want, do whatever you want."

At that moment, I remembered the scene of my mother being fucked by that old man, feeling excited, angry, and a little
thrilled, so I mustered my courage and said, "Come here and suck my cock!"

"Yes, sir..." Wow! My mother actually called me "sir" so obediently.

She unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and started sucking it earnestly. Oh, Mom's oral skills are amazing,
it feels so good! Mom looked at me with lustful eyes while sucking, and I excitedly wanted to curse her, so I cursed, "
Lin Liya , you bitch, you're a slut who'll let anyone fuck you for money! Give me a few slutty moans, hurry up!"

"Oh... ah... I am a bitch who'll let anyone fuck me for money, come and fuck me..." (Mom
actually cooperated)

"Bitch, stand up, take off your clothes and show me your big tits!"

Mom stood up, twisting her body as she unbuttoned her clothes. After her tight-fitting white lace blouse with floral sleeves opened,
Mom pretended to be horny and rubbed her two big tits, then slowly unhooked her bra and grabbed her two tits and
shook them .

"Yes, shake them harder like that!" I said.

Mom obediently increased the speed of shaking her two tits.

"Bitch, lift up your skirt! Show me your slutty cunt!"

Mom lifted up her white lace skirt and pulled down her thong.

I couldn't wait to insert my penis into my mother's vagina and started thrusting in and out. My mother's vagina
was surprisingly tight, so I asked, "Mom, you gave birth to me and have been doing this for so long, why is your vagina still
so tight?"

"Oh..., after being fucked by men so many times, of course it's tight..." (Damn! My mother is
teasing me so lewdly?!)

"I'm going to fuck you to death, you slut, you bitch, you're a piece of trash!" I fucked my mother hard,
making "slap...slap...slap..." sounds of flesh hitting flesh. My mother moaned lewdly, and after the last
fifty thrusts, I ejaculated all my semen deep into my mother's vagina.

"Son, did it feel good?" my mother asked lewdly.

"Yes! Yes!" I said weakly, "Mom, I want to play with your vagina some more, but I
can't fuck anymore..."

"Hehe, son, you've got quite an appetite, haven't you? Okay, as long as you can think of a way to play, Mom will let you play."

"Mom, I want you to squirt like a Japanese AV actress!" I pulled out my penis and,
without any hesitation, started probing Mom's vagina with my fingers while saying this.

"Okay, oh... son. Oh... use your middle and ring fingers, oh... to probe Mom's
vagina , oh..." Mom gasped and moaned.

Of course, I did as she said. At this moment, my two fingers probed Mom's vagina very quickly, and Mom
moaned loudly. Suddenly, she said, "Son, oh... harder, oh... Mom, oh... I'm going to squirt
..." Before she finished speaking, a large gush of vaginal fluid mixed with my semen spurted out of her vagina.

Because my face was close, a few drops of vaginal fluid splashed onto my face, and the farthest drop Mom sprayed
actually hit the floor nearly a meter away. It was a huge amount! Mom also reached
orgasm .

Later, we didn't say anything; we were both exhausted. I stripped my mother naked and fell asleep in her arms.

IV. My Mother Gets a Promotion

My mother and I lived like this, sometimes like mother and son, sometimes like husband and wife. But my mother only allowed me to have sex with her a maximum of twice
a week , saying that I was still growing and shouldn't let my sexual desires harm her. Otherwise, she would
n't allow me to touch her again, and of course, I had to obey.

One day, my mother came home and suddenly said to me excitedly, "Son, I have good news for you: I
got a promotion! The new chairman of the company promoted me to 'New Employee Training Supervisor,' so I can easily earn
a monthly salary of 50,000!" (Note: A New Employee Training Supervisor is someone who trains newly recruited prostitutes,
but is summoned by the company's chairman, general manager, and other high-ranking executives at any time.)

"A promotion? That's great! Does that mean Mom won't have to go out to work every day or two?" I said happily.

"Yes," my mother said excitedly as well.

"Then Mom can have more time to spend with me?"

"Hmph! Spend time with you? It'll just be more time for you to fuck me." Mom said in a seductive tone.

"Mom, since you get to do whatever you want with me now, why don't you be my wife?"

"What? Be your wife? Heh, you really have a wild idea…heh heh." Mom laughed heartily,
then continued, "When I'm home, you can do whatever you want with me anytime, and I also have to take care of your food, your daily needs
, and a whole bunch of other things. Have you ever taken care of me? You little lazybones, you've never even washed your own socks
once , you can't even change a lightbulb, can you? Heh heh…"

"Mom, then I'll take care of you starting tomorrow, I'll do everything around the house, Mom, then be
my wife. I'm serious."

"Son, what's wrong with you today? You're saying such strange things."

"I'm really serious."

"Heh heh, son, tell me, you can do whatever you want with my body, why do you still
want me to be your wife? Does it make any difference whether I'm your wife now or not?"

"It makes a difference! I want Mom to treat me like her husband, not just someone to take care of as a son.

Mom, I really love you, please say yes?"

"What does a little kid like you know about love? You just love your mom's flesh, haha."

"Mom, believe me, I really love you, I'm serious."

"Haha, you're not even as tall as Mom, you can only reach my chin. Mom doesn't want a
short husband." Mom teased me with a laugh.

"I'm only 16 this year, I'll grow taller."

"Haha...haha...haha...haha..." Mom laughed so hard she almost fell over.

"If you don't agree, I'll run away from home!" I said angrily.

"Okay, okay, Mom promises you. But you have to be careful when we're out. Last time on
the bus you were touching me and we almost got caught. You know?"

"Okay, then call me."

"Call you what?" Mom asked knowingly.

"You know..." I said coquettishly.

"Okay, my little husband, my good son husband! Is that alright?"

"Haha, that's great, my wife Mom," I happily gave Mom a deep kiss on the lips.

"Mom, tell me how you suddenly got promoted?" I asked curiously.

"It's like this..." Mom told me the reason and process of her promotion: It turned out that
the chairman of the company where Mom worked had passed away suddenly from a heart attack, and his only son, He Zihang, who was only 25 years old, became
the chairman of this company with assets of over 500 million.

He Zihang had always had designs on Mom's beauty: for example, several times in the company, he saw Mom go to
the restroom and followed her. Once inside, whenever no one was around, he would forcibly kiss Mom's lips, breasts, and even her genitals.

But Mom, because he was the chairman's only son, could only half-heartedly resist. Fortunately, the restroom was always busy,
so he didn't manage to have sex with her.

One time, the restroom was empty for a long time,
and He Zihang tried to force himself on her. Mom had to say: He wasn't a VIP member of the company, so he couldn't do it. The company's rules were very strict, and his father was very
strict with him, not allowing him to get involved in pornography too early. So if his father found out, they would both be
in big trouble. Furthermore, his mother promised him that once he inherited the family business and promoted her, he could have
as much .

Half-coaxed and half-deceived by his mother, the young master, not yet 20, eventually gave up, but he
didn't stop taking advantage of his mother, who could only feign a smile and appease him. However, his mother never expected that this
boy would seize power so quickly. On the second day after He Zihang became chairman, he summoned his mother to his office and
gave her a thorough beating, using all sorts of tricks.

Finally, He Zihang promised to promote his mother immediately, but only if she smoothed things over with the other senior
company executives (who were also major shareholders). Otherwise, he wouldn't be promoted immediately, arguing that he had just gained power
and wasn't ready to be too forceful, fearing these veterans would later sideline him.

At the time, his mother was genuinely impressed by He Zihang's political acumen and intelligence. Next…
My mother then cultivated relationships with several high-ranking company officials: those who liked money would give money, and those who were lustful would have to "offer their bodies

." After passing a board meeting, my mother became the "New Employee Training Supervisor."

After hearing my mother's story, I felt sad and said, "Mom, it's really not easy for you, you've suffered so much."

"It's good that you know. Mom is doing this to earn more money for you. Just don't let Mom down."

"Don't worry, Mom, I will make you proud! I'll earn a lot to support you in the future!"

"Mom believes in you!"

Since my mother's promotion, her working hours are the same as other white-collar workers, nine to five,
unlike before when she had irregular working hours. When my mother comes home, I pester her to tell me the gossip stories she experienced
that day ; it's so exciting.

I've gradually accepted the fact that my mother might be sexually assaulted at any time, and strangely, I find listening to her detailed accounts of
how she was sexually assaulted by strange men increasingly exciting.

My mother's income doubled, and her work became much easier, so she looked healthier
, more beautiful, and more sexy. She even bought a car worth nearly 200,000 yuan for commuting and taking me to school.

At my request, she also bought many of my favorite sheer silk outfits to wear at home, her slender and sexy
body a feast for my eyes every moment. I felt like the happiest person in the world because I had
such a beautiful, sexy, and loving mother and wife. But this blissful situation didn't last long; one of my mother's actions stirred up
a storm.

One weekend, after work, my mother eagerly helped me change into the
tight-fitting , because she knew I loved her in that outfit.

"Son, Mom dressed you in this dress today, do you like it?" my mother asked seductively.

"Mom, of course I love it! This dress is so special to me."

"Hehe, you slept with Mom on Tuesday and Friday, but you didn't get another chance
..."

"Mom, are you trying to seduce me?"

"No... I'm just reminding you to follow our rules..." Mom's
words were still flippant.

"Hmph, what's there to say..."

"But Mom can give you an extra chance today..."

"Then I'm going to fuck you now..." Before Mom could finish speaking, I sat down next to her, quickly
unbuttoned her shirt, unhooked her bra, and grabbed her large breasts, sucking and squeezing them.

"Son, wait a minute," Mom said, trying to push me away, "Mom has something to discuss with you."

"What...thing..." I mumbled, still sucking on Mom's breasts.

"Do you remember the newly appointed chairman Mom told you about?"

At this moment, I had already lifted Mom's skirt and, through her panties, rubbed her lower body.

"Hmm... I know... that brat named He Zihang, right?"

"Why are you calling him a brat?"

I pulled down my mother's panties, and her
beautiful legs in white stilettos and white stockings once again strongly stimulated me. My penis was rock hard, and I pulled it out, smeared some
massage oil on it, and was about to insert it into my mother's little cunt, slowly thrusting back and forth.

"I'll call him a brat! Calling him a brat is too mild! I think he's just a piece of
trash ! He dares to have designs on my wife and mother, and he's still fucking her all the time! Humph!"

"Hehe, so my son and husband are jealous? Hehe, but so many men have fucked your mother,
how long are you going to keep cursing her like this?" My mother shamelessly teased me.

"You slut! I'm going to fuck you to death!" I angrily thrust into her a few times.

"Son, but He Zihang is a nice guy, and he takes good care of me. Don't scold him anymore,
okay?" (Damn, Mom's actually defending He Zihang?!)

"Okay, I'll listen to my mom, my wife."

"Mom, um..., I want to talk to you about this today, um..., it was him, um
... who brought it up." Mom started moaning as I fucked her. "Son, um..., He Zihang wants me, um
..., to move in with him, um..., to live there, are you willing, um... willing?"

"What?! Oh..., no! Impossible!" I was also getting aroused by Mom's tightness.

Suddenly, Mom pressed down and started moving in a woman-on-top position, squeezing her own
breasts and crying out, "Son, oh... Mom's coming, oh..., faster..., push up, oh...,
Mom's little pussy! Oh..." At this moment, Mom and I reached orgasm together.

We rested together for a while, then Mom asked, "Son, do you agree to what I'm saying?"

"No... you're my wife, how can you leave me and move in with that jerk?
What am I then?!" I was a little angry.

"Oh, Mom's just discussing this with you," Mom said with a smile.

"No... no... there's no need to discuss it!" I shouted.

"Son, listen to me, He Zihang is a really good person, he's been very kind to me, and Mom
should at least show some appreciation. Besides, you're not a child anymore, many of your peers live at school. If
Mom leaves you, you can develop your self-reliance. Mom can't be with you forever, can she?"

"I won't listen! I think you've changed your mind, you've fallen for that jerk! You're just a slut who can't change
her nature ! You're a whore!" Mom's words made me very angry.

"Son, how can you say that to your mother!"

"Yes, I am!" I was furious. At that moment, Mom slumped weakly onto the sofa
. We stood there, heads turned away, silent for a long time.

After a while, Mom said softly, "Okay, Mom admits I do like He Zihang a little."

"What?! Mom, you agreed to be my wife! How could you change your mind so quickly?!"

"I know you like me, and I like you, but this isn't true love. We will always be
mother and son. And I need the love of a real man!"

"Mom, you're a liar! Why did you lie to me?!"

"Son, listen to Mom. If you want to sleep with Mom, Mom can satisfy you anytime. Just give Mom a call whenever
you free, and Mom will be back. Of course, you can come to Mom's place if you want."

"That lying bitch! That rotten bitch! I never want to see you again!" After saying that, I
angrily put on my coat and stormed out the door.

I ran wildly through the street, tears blurring my vision. Because I couldn't see clearly, I bumped into many pedestrians.

Then, I tried to rush across an intersection, but a blinding flash of light rushed towards me. I felt
a powerful force shove against the side of my thigh, like being hit hard by a strong basketball player
. My body flew to the side and then crashed heavily to the ground, my mind going blank…

V. My Rebirth

When I regained consciousness, I felt excruciating pain in my right leg, my whole body was weak, and I couldn't open my eyes. I only heard
a woman sobbing, like my mother's voice. Where am I? What is this place? I struggled
to utter, "Mom...Mom...Mom..."

Just then, a boy's deep voice rang out, "Auntie! Your son seems to be awake!" I opened
my eyes with difficulty: a handsome boy about my age was looking at me happily.

My mother appeared before me, immediately burying her face in my chest and crying, "Son,
it was my fault! I won't move out! Son, don't do anything foolish again. If anything happens to you, I
won't live anymore... Waaah..."

"Mom, Mom..." I could only weakly call out to her.

...

After I was hit by the car, a boy sitting near my house—
the same happened to witness the accident. So, this kind boy took me to the hospital and
found my mother's business card in my pocket, notifying her.

This kind boy's name was Long Quanyou, also a junior high school student, and in the same grade as me, though he
attended a regular school nearby. The doctor's examination revealed I was truly lucky: although I had
fractured my leg bone in the car accident, it wasn't serious, and I didn't even have a mild concussion! To be precise, I was just knocked
unconscious , so I only needed to rest for a month and I'd be fine. I was observed and treated in the hospital for five days before going home
to recuperate.

Long Quanyou would visit me every day or two, so we quickly became good friends.
During my month of recuperation at home, although I was lukewarm towards my mother, she didn't seem indifferent and took
good care of me. But I could see a hint of disappointment in her eyes. I didn't know if it was because she hadn't moved out with
that guy surnamed He, or because I had missed an opportunity because of my accident.

So, I understood many things: although my mother loved me and was willing to care for
me with her body, we were ultimately mother and son. It was unlikely that she would love me like she loved a man.

My mother had a beautiful face and a sexy, voluptuous body. Most importantly, she had experienced
several years of prostitution, and even her own son could enjoy her body. She had developed a very lewd
mentality and enjoyed being with different men!

So, I can no longer see my mother the same way I used to: for example, if she were
to have sex with another man in front of me, I would still be jealous, but I would feel a stronger sense of stimulation and excitement.

After my body recovered, I started going back to school. My attitude towards my mother also changed
a lot , returning to how it was before my accident, but I didn't ask her to have sex with me, and she didn't try to seduce me.
My mother was very pleased with this. She never mentioned moving in with that guy again, but I wanted to ask her
about it because my mindset had changed, and I was more inclined to share my mother's sexy
body .

"Mom, is that guy surnamed He still asking you to move in with him?" I suddenly
asked this calmly, which surprised my mother.

"Yes, he is, but after I told him about your accident, he didn't say anything. But he still
calls me to his office every two or three days. Son, don't worry, I won't agree to it," my mother answered anxiously.

"Mom, after this accident, I think I've figured a lot of things out. I think I can accept you
moving in with him," I said calmly.

"What? Son, don't make your mother angry anymore. I know I was wrong..."

"No! Mom, I'm serious. Think about it, someone as naturally beautiful as you, I don't think it's possible for one person to hold onto you
alone . Like sand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it slips away, let alone you?

Hehe, they say women are made of water, and water slips away even faster," I interrupted my mother.

My mother was stunned by my sudden words, just staring blankly, not knowing what to
say.

"However, I have my conditions," I continued, "The condition is that that kid surnamed He has to talk to me in person."

"Conditions?! What conditions?" my mother asked, bewildered. "Okay, let me tell you my plan first: First, you'll only

be staying with that guy surnamed He on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, unless there's something special at your company. The rest of the time, you'll still belong to me. Second, I need that guy surnamed He to promote you again within a month at the latest. If he keeps making excuses, then forget it. If he can't even do this, I don't . Of course, I'm going to say all this, so don't say anything." 　　After hearing my plan, Mom took a while to recover and said softly, "Son, you've grown up. You're smart now , and you know how to think about things for your mother. I'm so happy..." Then she started crying. 　　"Okay... okay... don't cry, you won't look pretty if you cry... hehe," I comforted Mom. 　　That night, I resumed my physical relationship with Mom. 　　The next evening, He Zihang came to my house as promised, while Mom pretended not to know anything and went to the kitchen. When He Zihang heard my conditions, he was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Brother, I didn't know you were so good at making arrangements. 　　Okay! I agree!" He Zihang seemed very straightforward. It was then that I noticed He Zihang had a very masculine appearance.

He had a human touch, was about the same height as my mother, had bright, piercing eyes, a high nose, and slightly dark skin;
he even looked somewhat like Andy Lau. I thought to myself: No wonder Mom said she liked this kid!

He Zihang took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "Brother, I understand how you feel.
It's definitely upsetting for a son to have such a beautiful and sexy mother with someone else. But your mother
has told me about it, so I understand your feelings even more."

"What? What did my mother say to you?... " I seemed a little flustered and embarrassed.

"Alright, brother, it's nothing. To be honest, if I had a mother as beautiful and sexy as yours, I would
have done it long ago. Brother, you're lucky, I really envy you... hehe."

"Hehe, really..." I laughed awkwardly.

"So when will these agreements take effect?" He Zihang had a very negotiating style.

"Hmm..." I thought for a moment, "Let's take effect now," I thought, hoping it would take effect quickly so my mother
could get promoted quickly.

"Hehe, don't regret it, okay?" He Zihang said with a sly smile.

"Regret what? No regrets," I replied, feigning nonchalance. I couldn't let this kid get away with it.

"Alright! It's Wednesday, and your beautiful, sexy mom is coming with me... You shouldn't have any objections,
right, bro?" (Damn, I've been tricked by this kid!)

"Um... Of course! I keep my word..." Although I was a little reluctant to part with my mom, I couldn't
let this kid write it down.

"Good! Bro, I've decided to be your friend. After you graduate from university, if you're willing, come
to my company, starting salary 50,000 a month! OK?" He Zihang seemed very loyal and generous; no wonder my mom
had feelings for him.

At this moment, my mom, hearing that we had a good conversation, came into the living room, sat next to He Zihang, looked
at me, and then looked at He Zihang. Seeing that I nodded to her, Mom said, "Since you've both agreed,
I won't say anything more. Xiaoming, Mom will be back after work tomorrow. Are you alright by yourself today?"

Since He Zihang was there, I could only say, "No problem, just come back early tomorrow."

"I know. You should go to bed early too."

Mom kissed me on the lips, then put her arm around my waist, glancing back at me every now and then, before finally
getting into He Zihang's Mercedes 600 and leaving.

After Mom and He Zihang left, I stared blankly at the night lights outside the window. Just then, the doorbell rang.

VI. Mom's New Love

I opened the door when I heard the doorbell, and it was my good friend Long Quanyou.

After entering, Long Quanyou looked around, and I asked him curiously, "What are you doing? Like you're doing something wrong?"

"Where's Aunt Lin? I haven't seen her," Long Quanyou asked.

"Oh... oh... she... she went out for work..." I could only make up an excuse.

"Oh, I see..." Long Quanyou's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment. I thought to myself: What's he up to?

But ever since my body and energy recovered, I've noticed that Quanyou's gaze towards my mother is a bit strange,
a look that's half lustful and half respectful. And once, when my mother invited him to stay for dinner, he
deliberately dropped his chopsticks under the table to steal a peek at the mysterious cleavage on my mother's thighs, which were clad in light flesh-colored stockings, and it took him ages to pick them up.

And how could my mother, a seasoned womanizer, not know what he was thinking? Because she didn't want to give Quanyou a lewd
first impression, my mother had to cross her legs, pressing her sexy, slender legs together. Who knew that Quanyou not only
didn't restrain himself, but instead used his fiery gaze to search for every opportunity to look at my mother's body.

Because Quanyou had saved me and we were good friends, my mother had to pretend not to know, neither giving him
the chance nor deliberately avoiding him, but I could see that there was a kind of excitement in my mother's eyes.

We chatted about our respective schoolwork progress, cursed our annoying teachers and classmates, and had a very
pleasant .

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