【The Story of Beautiful Mother Wang Yan】 (10)

The moral bottom line was so easily breached; unbridled desires, like wild horses,

were no under my control.

At this moment, no more words were needed. Full of anticipation, my son suddenly pulled me tightly into his arms, our faces pressed together, whispering sweet

nothings in my ear.

My long-suppressed sexual fantasies about him and his desire for me overwhelmed our

fears of morality and ethics. Our lips pressed tightly together, inseparable, encouraging each other

.

"Good boy, Mommy will teach you! Like this…"

I teased his tongue as I slipped it into his mouth. He was initially startled by excitement, then

responded joyfully. Our tongues swirled together in each other's mouths, and soon both of us were drooling,

yet we still couldn't bear to separate our passionate kiss. Compared to me, an experienced kisser, my son's kissing skills were clumsy and intense,

requiring constant guidance from me.

I savored the stimulation of my son's tongue, like a first kiss, while greedily sucking the saliva from his lips

.

At this moment, all I wanted was to pursue my sensual desires as a simple woman,

completely abandoning my supposedly reserved motherly role and welcoming that sacred first time with my son!

"Mom...Mom!"

my son called out urgently, licking my saliva.

"Hurry...I can't hold back! I want you...Mom! Hurry."

My son, experiencing the first taste of tongue kissing, became excited and restless.

After all, he was young and full of energy; a gentle touch turned him into a raging fire.

Like all men who are inexperienced yet extremely eager for women,

my son was so impatient when he could touch a woman's body without restraint for the first time. One hand roughly kneaded my breasts through my clothes

, while the other hand slipped under my skirt, eagerly groping

and fiddling at the crotch of my underwear.

Having been married for many years, I was already familiar with my husband's eager and impatient manner, knowing that no matter how experienced

a man is, instinct will make him incredibly proactive in bed. Faced with my son's equally eager thirst for pleasure,

I should have remained calm. But his handsome face, his awkward caresses, and his burning desire

clearly infected me. I too began to lose my reason, becoming impatient.

I passionately kissed my son's cheeks down to his ears, nibbling at his earlobe while

whispering in his ear, "Mommy gives you...Mommy gives you everything! Come on, my good son! Mommy wants you too! I want

everything you have!"

As I spoke, I knelt down and impatiently pulled down his shorts and underwear.

His noticeably immature penis stood erect and joyfully facing my beautiful face.

I reached out and pinched his mischievous little penis. Smiling, I gently rubbed the glans,

still against my usually dignified and quiet face.

A few drops of sticky love fluid oozed from the hot glans. With a few strokes of my hand, my son's

uncontrollable love fluid left irregular wet streaks on my face.

My son trembled with excitement. He pressed his hands against my head, gently stroking my hair, repeatedly

murmuring, "Mommy, hurry! Mommy, hurry!"

He didn't really know what I should do next; he just instinctively wanted to move on to the next stage,

ideally to immediately mount me, thrust into my womb, and bring me to a climax so he could

have his fill.

Seeing my son's burning desire, my possessiveness towards him was greatly satisfied.

But even though I was equally eager and impatient to have my son's first time, as

a woman with extensive sexual experience, I knew that perfect sex wasn't just about the simple act of penile

penetration, but about savoring every step of the pleasure.

I hoped that in our future sexual relationship, my actions as a mother would serve as

a model , teaching my son how to appreciate the joy of every detail of sex,

unlike his father. He straddled me like a lustful monkey, only knowing how to

crudely and quickly possess a woman's vagina with his penis.

While gently using my delicate fingers to peel back the long

foreskin covering the glans of his penis, I commented on his genitals with the critical tone typical of someone with experience: "Baby, your penis

is too small, not even half the length of your father's. And with such a thick foreskin, maybe I should suggest to your father

that you go to the hospital and have this inconvenient thing removed, otherwise it will be a big problem later."

My son was already so nervous about his first time. Hearing me say this, he became even more uneasy. His psychological

state clearly affected his body; the penis I was holding softened a little.

"Hehe,"

I chuckled, finding the sensitive physiological state of a naive young boy quite amusing,

and couldn't help but look up and give him a mischievous smile.

My son looked down and saw me smiling at him, and there was no hint of contempt in that smile that he had feared.

He a sigh of relief. Blushing, he scratched his head sheepishly at me. Our eyes met, and a

tender, loving gaze filled our eyes.

I had already pulled back his foreskin, revealing his fleshy, wet glans.

If a photo were taken from his perspective, his lustful penis and my alluring face

would create an incredibly lewd image.

I pinched the base of his penis with my right index finger and thumb. Even fully erect, his penis was indeed

less than two-thirds the size of my husband's. Compared to my husband's large, dark penis, his genitals appeared pale and slender. However,

their hardness when aroused was no different. It was just that my son's glans looked so delicate and pink, almost pitiful, while

my husband's glans… thinking about it now makes me want to vomit.

That's probably because of the countless times he came back from business trips, ignoring my feelings and not even showering, directly

shoving his penis into my mouth, forcing me to endure its stench—a painful memory accumulated over time.

My son's penis, however, was different. Like everyone else's, it was clean and soft. Although it had flaws,

I couldn't resist touching it . I gently touched my son's pink urethra with my left index finger, dabbing some of his still-flowing pre-ejaculate on it.

I put it in my mouth and tasted it; it was colorless, odorless, clean, and transparent. It smelled exactly

like . Overwhelmed with desire, I no longer cared about the taboos of mother-son ethics and only wanted to caress my son, this

little darling who made my heart flutter. "What a naughty little cutie

! Come on! Let Mommy say hello to it!"

Saying this, I brought my pouting, rosy lips closer and gently kissed the head of my son's penis. My

son shuddered

at the kiss. Then he felt a smooth, warm, fragrant tongue tracing its way across his glans. His mother's sexy tongue

was gently teasing his urethra.

"Mommy!"

my son whispered. With a strong push from my head, I thrust my entire hard

penis into my mouth, all the way to the base.

"Mmm…mmm…"

With my son's penis in my mouth, I couldn't speak, but I looked up at him with deep affection, seeing his

shy, adorable expression and the happiness on his face, and I felt an unusual sense of pleasure.

"My darling! You belong to your mother! Let me teach you how

to find your most primal instincts in the Eden of love, filled with the pleasure of lust between men and women!

Do you know how long my heart has wandered in despair? Perhaps others see this as shameful incest between mother and son!

But how can others understand the fragile heart of a woman wounded and hidden for so many years by the unfairness of life's path?

My love for my husband is unwavering, but fate has cruelly mocked me, making the one I love

so different from my ideal!

I'm sorry, my dear husband!

I simply cannot overcome the unspeakable desire in my heart! And our son is the second

most important man to me, after you. My submission to him is both a compromise with fate and, to some extent, a..." It could alleviate some of the guilt I felt towards my husband,

after all… besides my husband, the only other men who could possess me were my family.

Ah! My lovely son!

Don't just indulge in the sexual pleasure you've longed for. Can you understand the turmoil in your mother's heart

?

I truly hope you can understand me, instead of simply seeing me as a wanton woman and your

personal sex toy. What I want is you, your heart, everything about you. Let us become one, mother and son

!

As I sucked on my son's penis, tears welled up in my eyes for some reason. My complex emotions made me

silently shed tears while performing oral sex on my son. I couldn't tell whether those tears were tears of joy or sorrow.

My son, on the other hand, didn't seem to have so many psychological burdens.

For young people, direct sensory stimulation is more important than anything else. He desperately twisted his lower body and haphazardly

thrust his penis into my mouth.

Once! Twice! Three times! ...

In just half a minute, the rapid thrusting of my son's penis made it hard for me to breathe...

"Mom!"

my son suddenly shouted, arching his back and grabbing my hair, forcefully pressing me against his

crotch He thrust in and out a couple of times like a monkey, then his penis seemed to spring to a sudden realization, and a

thick stream of semen shot forcefully into my throat.

My son's sudden ejaculation caught me completely off guard, causing me to cough violently. Unable

to spit out the foreign object

in my mouth because he was holding my head down, I could only half-heartedly swallow my son's first offering of his semen to his mother so quickly. While surprised, I also felt a strange pleasure at the thought of him ejaculating in my mouth.

However, because I rarely swallow men's semen, I still felt a little nauseous. I immediately pushed my son away, squatted down, and

dry-heaved twice. Apart from a little white liquid sticking to the corner of my mouth, I didn't vomit anything. Turning my head

to look at my son's wet, shrunken penis after ejaculating, I felt a sense of unsatisfaction.

I boldly reached out my right index finger and thumb again and pinched my son's glans, ignoring the nausea

as I gently licked away the remaining fluid, saying with a hint of reproach, "How could you be so useless? Mommy only gave

it a little nudge. Why did you react so strongly and ejaculate so easily?"

Deep down, I desperately wanted our first time together to be a perfect union of body and soul.

But this simple act of oral sex, such ordinary foreplay, had made him ejaculate so easily,

and I was quite disappointed.

"I don't know either,"

my son slumped onto the sofa.

The psychological and physiological gap after ejaculation made him very frustrated. Especially since the thought of his beloved

mother setting aside her sacred status as a mother to become his first woman was incredibly exciting, and now

that it had actually happened to him, how could he be so incompetent?

He usually fantasized about doing whatever he wanted to his mother's sexy body, and even masturbating made it difficult to ejaculate quickly,

so why did his mother orgasm so quickly when they were actually intimate? Yang Yang couldn't understand the key point.

Regardless, the genitals of the opposite sex are the best aphrodisiac for both men and women.

Even though her son had already ejaculated, and his penis now looked shriveled, her lust was still high, and she

couldn't help but fondle his foreskin.

No matter what, her handsome son belonged to her!

She didn't scold him further; it's normal for young people to lose control. This was actually

one of the alternative, budding sexual thrills she sought, completely different from the intense pleasure she experienced with her husband.

She resumed masturbating her son.

Holding his penis, she stood up and leaned close to him, kissing him again. While swirling her tongue around

his, she mumbled, "Silly boy, let's start over. Come on, baby!

Help Mommy undo her skirt, okay?"

With that, she took her son's sweaty hand and guided it behind her back, pointing to him as he

unhooked black uniform skirt. A

soft "swish" sound followed.

The black, sexy bank uniform skirt fell gently to the ground as the hook was pulled open.

Because my pantyhose were soiled while I was masturbating my son, I was only wearing white lace panties

covering my private parts. My white shirt was too short to cover my upper thighs. At that moment, I let my...

My long, full, snow-white thighs were completely exposed to my son's eyes, and I felt a little nervous.

I could clearly feel his breathing quicken again.

He boldly reached out and touched my right thigh. Then he pushed away my hand that was holding his penis,

squatted down in front of me, and hugged my two white thighs with both hands, stroking them vigorously up and down while rubbing his hot cheek against the inside of my

thighs , making joyful noises as he did so.

"So beautiful! Mom, your legs are so sexy!" he said, and then he kissed my thighs like a madman.

"What a cute little fool!"

I laughed as my son kissed me, and stroked his head. Although my thighs are not as

erogenous zones as my nipples and clitoris, my already aroused heart became even more eager because of what the little guy was doing.

"You silly boy, aren't you going to... aren't you going to help Mommy take off her panties... really! Do I have to be taught everything?"

I said, pushing my son's face away from my thigh and hastily pulling down my already soaked

panties. I openly displayed my private parts to my son.

My son knelt in front of me, staring intently at the dark, mysterious triangle of a woman's body.

I could clearly hear him swallowing.

In his mind, his sexual fantasies about me, his mother, were probably still at the stage where I masturbated him;

the oral sex experienced was an unexpected delight for him.

Although we both knew that the taboo of human relations could not stop our desire for each other,

and we were both willing to bow to our true desires and give ourselves completely to each other, my

son was only 17 years old! He was still an innocent teenager who had never experienced anything like sex!

The male hormones of puberty might have stimulated his longing for the mystery of sex. And the restless

heart of a teenager could only be vented through exaggerated pornographic comics and fantasizing about masturbation. But seeing a real

woman's genitals still shocked him immensely.

And the woman who owned this vulva was his own mother, whom he had always respected and loved.

This woman's paradise, which he had longed for day and night, was also the place where he was born 17 years ago. The twisted

feelings intertwined within him—how could he not be shocked!

His son stared intently at my vulva

, unblinking. After a long while, he finally mustered the courage, trembling, and touched my thick, dark pubic hair with his finger. He looked foolish and somewhat bewildered, no longer daring to make

any further moves, but the initial shock in his eyes had been replaced by a man's desire.

"What are you looking at? Silly son, do I need to say it clearly? You little fool, hurry!

I can't wait any longer! Give it to me!..."

I felt shy under my son's burning gaze, but since it was

too late to change anything , and my desire was so strong, I steeled myself and stopped trying to hide it!

At this moment, I shamelessly pressed my son's head

between my legs, making his nose touch my clitoris, encouraging him to boldly attack his mother.

Driven by primal desires, my son began to respond passionately to my advances. He

grabbed my white buttocks with both hands and began to rub them vigorously. Following the force of my pressing his head, he pressed his face against

my vulva, gently rubbing it against my genitals as he had caressed my legs earlier. Occasionally, he would stick out his tongue

and lick randomly among the thick, dark pubic hair. Before long, his previously limp penis became erect again, pressing against my calves and rubbing

restlessly .

I sat back on the sofa, spreading my legs into a large M shape, smiling as I guided my son's head to bring his

face to my warm, pink, and alluring vulva, carefully admiring

every detail of his beautiful mother's vulva.

Seeing the rapturous expression on my son's face, the wicked desire that had been building up inside me for years was

finally released!

I wanted my obedient son, this handsome young man, to fall between my legs!

How could my rough and ugly husband appreciate such a beautiful woman? Even if he could give me

multiple , this regret in my heart could only be satisfied by my son.

"How about it, Yangyang? Isn't Mommy beautiful?"

I seduce my son with a lewd pose. Seeing his complete submission

greatly satisfied my vanity that had been unfulfilled for years, and at the same time, made me feel like a completely different person from my usual gentle and weak self.

I am his mother! In life, I have always been the dominant one, and in our future sex life, regardless of age or

experience, I should also be the dominant one. My dear son, let Mommy teach you to grow up quickly! After a

long silence, my son finally looked away from my vulva, looked up at me, and his eyes

seemed to be blazing with fire.

"Mom, I want to fuck you!"

My son said, standing up, his little penis already uncontrollably erect. The foreskin was so tightly covering

the glans that it looked a little comical to me, his mother.

My son's voice was low and resolute. I had been eagerly anticipating this moment. I held him close,

guiding him to place his penis between my legs, gently encouraging him,

"Come on, my little man. Mommy gives you everything!"

As I spoke, I reached out and pinched the base of his penis, helping him find the source of pleasure that came from his mother.

His foreskin was too long, and in my haste, I didn't bother to pull it back.

The instant his hot penis touched my labia, I closed my eyes, silently awaiting

the powerful thrusts that were about to come.

Soon, my son would return to the womb where he had spent ten months seventeen years ago, to feel his mother's warmth again with his genitals

.

Just as my son's foreskin-covered penis touched the entrance of my vagina, his face suddenly changed drastically. His face

turned pale, and he twisted his body violently. A gush of hot semen shot towards my vulva, but failed to penetrate.

It flowed down between my legs, wetting my buttocks.

My son had ejaculated prematurely again!

Two premature ejaculations in such a short time infuriated me, who was desperately craving sex.

He was all show and no substance, all bark and no bite.

I, his mother, had risked incest, abandoning the most basic dignity of a woman and mother to give myself to my son.

The result was so ridiculous that I couldn't accept it.

I angrily pushed away my

son, who . While getting up to find tissues to wipe myself, I didn't know how to complain to him, so I just glared

at him.

My son was even more bewildered.

Covering his genitals, he looked at me with a guilty expression and nervously kept

apologizing : "I'm sorry, Mom!... I don't know what happened! How could this happen!"

After silently fuming for a while, seeing my son's pitiful state, I couldn't bear it anymore.

After putting my underwear back on, I picked up my skirt from the floor and started putting it on while comforting him,

"It's okay, it's alright. Maybe it's because you're still young, or maybe we rushed things. It's also

Mom's fault for not thinking things through. Anyway, you've already ejaculated three times today, so don't overthink it anymore

. You need to rest, okay? Next time, Mom will be gentler and more attentive. Okay, come on, put your clothes on! Mom needs to make

dinner !"

"Mom... won't you look down on me?" my

son asked softly.

"How could I! Silly boy. Remember that night in the hotel when I masturbated you, how long did it take you to ejaculate

? My hand was sore that day, but you just wouldn't ejaculate. And just now, the first time I masturbated you, you

lasted a long time too! I already said it's normal for you to ejaculate prematurely because it's your first time due to nervousness. Don't

overthink it, you'll be the best man! Have some confidence in yourself!"

I sat down next to my son after putting on my skirt and encouraged him gently. My hand restlessly pinched his

limp .

It sounded nice, but the fact that it ended so dismally after I'd only stirred up such intense desire left me equally

disappointed.

My son, holding my delicate hand that was touching his penis, said unwillingly, "How about... Mom, let's try again?

"

"No! You've used up too much energy! Mom can't hurt you. There's a long road ahead. Now that Mom

is yours, are you afraid Mom will fly away? Be good, get dressed and go read a book for a while, then wait for dinner

! Remember! Get a good night's sleep, and don't let your mind wander, understand?"

I pulled my hand away from his penis and said sternly, "Also, remember to keep this a secret!

This is the most private thing between you and Mom! You can't tell anyone, understand? You're not a child anymore, you should

know that we're committing incest! If it gets out, it won't just be a matter of Mom's reputation, but if your father finds out, given

his personality, it might lead to someone's death! Do you understand!"

Hearing the word "Dad..." My son's penis became even softer.

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