[My Mother and I Demonstrate Sexual Intercourse] (Part 3) Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven: My First Time with a Client

I usually sleep especially soundly during my nap, and if my mother hadn't woken me up, I probably would have slept

until noon.

I woke up at 7:30. My mother's morning commute to work was 8:00, so she

kept urging me to hurry up and wash up. I dressed and washed up in less than ten minutes. Just before leaving, I noticed

my mother was wearing a light green floral sundress with a denim vest, looking

youthful, beautiful, and elegant.

"Hurry up!" My mother opened the door, slipped on a pair of bright green high-heeled sandals, and went out first.

I hurriedly put on my shoes and followed closely behind.

"Mom, why are you walking so fast? Where's Dad? Doesn't he have to go to work today?" I kept asking

.

My mother had a sullen face and didn't speak to me. Soon we arrived at the garage. My mother got into the car first, backed it

out, and I quickly opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Mom," I noticed something was off about her expression, so I asked softly, "Are you angry?"

Mom snorted and didn't say anything.

I thought to myself: I haven't done anything to make her angry since I woke up! Right, she

must be angry that I used a banana to make her uncomfortable. Hmm, I have to make her happy, otherwise

she won't let me have sex with her later, and that would be a huge loss!

"Mom, please don't be angry, okay? Women age faster when they're angry," I said.

"Whether I age or not is none of your business!" Mom said while driving.

"Of course it's my business," I said seriously, "If Mom gets old,

the teacher will say at the next parent-teacher conference, 'Xiaoming, why didn't you invite Mom to the conference, you invited Grandma instead!'"

"Hmph, I can't be bothered with you." Mom's face seemed to be thawing.

"Mom, let me tell you a joke." I thought for a moment and started telling a joke. "Dad and

son were taking a bath together. The bathroom floor was slippery, and the son slipped and fell. Luckily, he reacted quickly and grabbed

his dad 's penis to avoid falling. Dad scolded him, 'You little brat, you're too careless! Luckily you're bathing with me; if you

were bathing with your mom, you'd probably fall to your death!'"

"Cute!" Mom continued driving.

"Let me tell you another one: There was a boy who was very self-conscious about his small penis. One day he saw an advertisement—

'No surgery, no hospitalization, easily make your genitals thicker and bigger.' The boy was very happy and immediately sent money

to buy it. A few days later, he received the package, opened it, and exclaimed that he had been scammed." "

It turned out to be a magnifying glass!" Mom interjected.

"Why have you seen this before?"

"Do I need to see it? I could guess it."

"Okay, I'll tell you another one, I guarantee you'll laugh! A language arts teacher was talking about suckling pigs in class. A student

asked what kind of pig a suckling pig was, and the teacher said a suckling pig is a small pig, and 'ru' here means small. By the same token, suckling chicken

is a small chick, and suckling duck is a small duck. Then the teacher asked the students to make sentences using the word 'ru'. One student stood up and said: 'My

family is so poor, the whole family is crammed into a breast that's less than ten square meters.' The teacher said: 'No, make another one!' The

student then said: 'I'm so useless, I can't even jump over a one-meter-wide cleavage.' The teacher got angry and

hit the student hard on the head. The student said aggrievedly: 'Teacher, don't hit my nipple!'"

This joke really made Mom laugh. She first smiled with her lips pursed, but then she couldn't help herself,

so she pulled the car over to the side of the road and leaned on the steering wheel to laugh. I thought to myself: Since Mom is laughing so happily, she probably won't be

angry with me anymore, right? So I reached out to hug my mother's waist, but she slapped me hard.

"Hmph, you think that's the end of it? You get out of the car right now, and you'll have to walk to school as punishment."

"No way, Mom?"

"Are you getting out or not?" Mom glared at me.

I didn't expect Mom to be so angry this time, so I had no choice but to slink out of the car. It

was already past eight o'clock when I got to school. Luckily, I was now a graduating student and had finished

my graduation exams, so I was free to come and go as I pleased. I spent the whole morning in the library as usual. I was about

to go to the cafeteria for lunch when Yingying called.

"Brother Li, have you eaten yet?"

"I'm just about to eat," I said.

"That's great. Don't go to the cafeteria. Come to the school gate, and I'll treat you to a food stall."

So I went to the school gate, and Yingying was already waiting for me there. She was wearing a very

casual sports t-shirt and denim shorts. She was probably no more than 1.65 meters tall, but

because she was rather thin, she looked quite tall.

Yingying led me to a food stall. I ordered a plate of mandarin fish, and she ordered a plate of stir-fried pork. We sat

in a corner, talking privately without worrying about being overheard.

"Brother Li, are you free tonight?"

"What is it?"

"What else could it be? It's about that thing we talked about last time. I've already made an appointment with a wealthy lady,

but she said she'll decide after meeting her."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to make it tonight! How about this afternoon?"

"You're such a grown-up, why are your parents still so strict? Why don't you ask for leave? They've already made the reservation

, and if you change the time, they might be unhappy."

I thought to myself: Isn't Mom trying to provoke me? Right, I'll just do it first and ask

without , and see how she reacts.

"Okay, it's settled then!" I said.

At this moment, our food arrived, and I ordered a bottle of beer, half for each of us.

After lunch, I took Yingying's hand and said, "We still have so much time left at noon, what are we going to do to pass the time?"

Yingying chuckled and said, "You can come to my place and take a nap, but you can't do anything naughty

!"

"What naughty thing could I possibly do? At most, it's just sleeping!" I said, deliberately making it sound

a little ambiguous.

"You sleep alone, I won't keep you company." Yingying tapped my forehead and said,

"You have a mission tonight, so what you need to do now is conserve your energy, understand?"

"She's just a woman, what's the big deal? Don't you trust my abilities?" I

held her hand and played with it in my palm.

"You don't know, some women deliberately torment people just because they have a few stinking bucks. Do you think this kind of money is easy to earn?"

She pulled her hand away and grabbed mine instead. "Brother Li, it's not too late to regret it now."

"Look at you, talking like you're going to war! Okay, let's go."

I slept in Yingying's bed at noon. Yingying kept her word; no matter how much I pestered her

, she ignored me and went to sleep in her roommate's bed.

Yingying's roommate's surname was Hu, I've forgotten her given name. She was an ordinary-looking girl,

not very tall, with a round face, a little chubby, and wearing glasses. She came from the countryside, had excellent

grades , and her biggest wish was to become a doctor in the town's people's hospital in her hometown.

When this classmate, Ms. Hu, first met me, she was so surprised she almost dropped her tongue. To be honest, I was also quite embarrassed

at the time , because she was someone I knew about the sexual demonstrations my mother and I had done, and

one of the more than twenty female classmates whose vaginas I had licked. But thankfully, seeing her shy expression calmed me down.

I treated them to dinner; I bought them both claypot rice. After dinner, Yingying pulled me into a

taxi . I followed Yingying to a dance hall, and after finding a place to sit, Yingying said she would be right back.

It was my first time in such a place, and I was inevitably a little nervous. Fortunately, the dance hall was dimly lit,

and the music was loud, which helped to mask my nervousness and dark thoughts.

While I was waiting, a waiter came over and asked if I wanted anything to drink. I was thirsty,

so I ordered a bottle of iced mineral water.

It felt like I had been waiting for a long time, but in reality, it was less than ten minutes. Yingying returned, followed by

a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties and about 1.6 meters tall.

Yingying invited her to sit down opposite me, and then she sat down next to the lady herself.

"Li, this is Ms. Ning," Yingying introduced simply.

Ms. Ning looked at me for a moment, then suddenly asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Eighteen, almost nineteen." I wasn't sure if I should have said I was older.

"Oh, two years younger than my son!" She paused, then added, "Li, can you

dance ?"

"Well, a little," I said.

"Shall we dance?"

I looked at Yingying, who nodded at me, so I replied, "Okay!"

I followed Ms. Ning onto the dance floor and began to dance to the music. Because we were so close, I could see her face

clearly . To be honest, she was very beautiful, though she had a few crow's feet around her eyes and

was a little short, but that was already quite good. Before this, my biggest worry was that she would be

ugly . I didn't know if I could have kept going if I had encountered an ugly and vulgar old woman.

My dancing was indeed not very good. Actually, my parents' hospital occasionally holds gatherings where colleagues and

their families get together to play mahjong and dance. I learned to dance from my mom! I

wasn't , but now I regret it a little.

"Your dancing isn't very good!" Ms. Ning said with a smile.

"I rarely dance," I said.

"So what do you usually do?"

"Go online, watch TV, take walks, that's about it."

After the dance, we returned to our seats. Ms. Ning glanced at me, then whispered something in Yingying's

ear . Then, Yingying stood up and said to me, "It's too noisy here, let's find somewhere else to sit."

I knew Ms. Ning had taken a liking to me.

After leaving the dance hall, we got into Ms. Ning's BMW together. It seemed she was indeed a wealthy lady;

just looking at the car's features, I knew it was worth at least a million.

The car drove directly into the underground parking garage of a luxury hotel. Yingying got out first, and I followed Ms. Ning

up the elevator to the eleventh floor.

The room had been booked in advance; perhaps she had been staying here all along.

This was a luxurious single room, spacious and furnished with a large bed in the center. Along the balcony

was a light gray leather sofa, a coffee table, and a low cabinet with a flat-screen TV on it. Being

a hotel, the room was simply furnished, with nothing superfluous.

As soon as the door closed, Ms. Ning began undressing. She was wearing a fuchsia dress,

the color of which complemented her skin tone.

"Li," Ms. Ning said, "I'm going to take a shower first. Would you like to join me?" She removed her dress,

revealing a black lace lingerie set underneath. The panties were very small, just a palm-sized triangular piece of fabric barely covering her most

intimate areas. Her figure was well-maintained, without the excess fat common in older women.

"Okay," I said, starting to undress as well.

Ms. Ning came over and helped me take off my pants. I left my underwear on because I saw

she was also wearing lingerie.

In the bathroom, Ms. Ning started filling the bathtub with water.

"Take this off too!" she said, pointing to my underwear.

"Why aren't you taking your clothes off?" I said.

She chuckled and said, "Are you afraid of being taken advantage of? Of course I'll take mine off, but I need you to help me."

I said, "Then I'll help you take yours off first!"

So I took off the only thing she was wearing, her underwear. She stood naked in front of me. Her breasts

were quite large, though slightly sagging, and she had a lot of pubic hair, which covered her vulva.

I said, "You can help me take mine off too."

She chuckled and said, "You're such a child, afraid of being taken advantage of!"

Ms. Ning reached out and gently stroked my chest. "Young people are so lucky! Your skin

is so smooth and elastic."

I said, "You're not old either!"

She sighed softly and said, "Not old? I could easily be your mother." As she spoke, she

took my hand and placed it on one of her breasts.

"Is it a little sagging?" she said.

I played with her breasts; they were soft and loose, and felt quite nice. Maybe I really do have a thing for mature women

?

On impulse, I blurted out, "Can I call you Mom?"

She chuckled and said, "You really like mothers, don't you?"

I said a little embarrassedly, "No, it's not like that. I just..."

"It's okay," she said, "Just call me Mom, and I'll call you son."

With that, she gently pulled down my underwear.

"Wow! That's really nice," she sighed, holding my penis.

I straightened up and brought it to her mouth. She looked up at me, opened her small mouth, and took my

glans .

I closed my eyes, imagining her as my mother enjoying her oral sex.

She sucked and licked my penis for a while, then got up and whispered in my ear, "Good son,

does Mommy's licking you feel good?"

I said, "It feels so good, Mommy, you're so good at licking!"

"Then, shouldn't you repay Mommy too?"

By this time, the bathtub was full of water. Ms. Ning turned off the faucet, sat on the edge of the bathtub, and

looked at me tenderly with her legs apart.

I knelt down in front of her, stuck out my tongue and lightly licked her mons pubis, then parted her thick

pubic hair with my hands and began to lick her vulva.

"Ah, good son," she moaned.

Her vulva was not as pretty as her mother's; her labia were dark, and she had quite a bit of pubic hair.

I put my tongue into her vagina and gently stirred it.

"Son, let's take a bath first," Ms. Ning said, giving me a little push.

So we got into the bathtub together. She sat on my lap with her back to me, picked up a bottle of shower gel, and poured

some into the water.

I massaged and rubbed her breasts with both hands, occasionally playing with her nipples with my fingers.

"Ah, so comfortable!"

I then reached down and played with her clitoris. She writhed, calling out repeatedly,

"Son, good son, play with Mommy's vagina, Mommy's vagina is so itchy!"

I inserted my fingers into her vagina, first one middle finger, then two, then three, digging into

the inner walls, my thumb teasing her clitoris.

"Enough, stop for a moment," she turned around, letting me sit in her lap, saying, "Mommy will help

son take a bath!"

Her hands roamed over my body, quickly reaching down to my genitals, playing with

my penis with both hands, washing it thoroughly from the glans to the shaft and scrotum.

"Good son, your penis is so big."

"Does Mommy want son to put it inside?" I asked.

"Mommy misses it so much," she said with a lewd laugh, "Help Mommy up, let's wash up and go to bed."

"What for?" I asked deliberately.

"Mommy wants son's penis to fuck her."

This woman has an even stronger mother-son complex than I do! She kept calling me her "good son," but I wondered if she'd ever actually

slept with her own son. I figured that was unlikely, otherwise she wouldn't have gone out and found a fake son

to sleep with.

We washed up, dried ourselves, and got into bed. She lay on the bed, legs wide open, moaning

, "Good son, Mommy's inside is itchy, hurry up and put your cock in and fuck Mommy's cunt."

I leaned down, about to insert, when she suddenly remembered something and said, "Let's use a condom."

I thought about it; she didn't trust me, and I didn't trust her either. If she got some kind of disease, it would

n't be worth it.

So I had her put on the condom, and with a thrust, I inserted my cock. Her vagina

was shallower than my mother's; my cock only went in halfway before hitting the head.

"Oh, so good!" she moaned.

I pushed my glans open her cervix and continued to slowly push in. Thankfully, she didn't seem to have any discomfort.

I carefully thrust in and out, not daring to use too much force. Soon, she was moaning as I fucked her.

"Oh, ah, good son, Mommy is so happy being fucked by you!"

To be honest, wearing a condom significantly reduced the pleasure of intercourse, and since her vagina was shallow, I didn't dare to use too much

force. Her vaginal opening was also loose, lacking the tightness I felt when having sex with my mother, so I

was basically just going through the motions.

Fortunately, she came quickly; she couldn't last more than ten minutes.

"Ah, Mommy's been fucked to death by you, big-dicked son, just fuck Mommy to death!" "Ah ah!"

She made me stop, rest for a bit, and then rode on top of me again. After

three , she reached orgasm three times. She said breathlessly, "Why aren't you coming yet?"

I said, "As long as you're satisfied, I don't have to."

"How can that be?" she said, "I spent so much money, and I didn't even get your sperm. How is

that worth it?"

I found it amusing; it wasn't that I didn't want to come, so how could she blame me! I was just

calling her "Mom" a moment ago. But then again, it's just a buyer-seller relationship between us! All that "son" and "mom"

stuff is just for thrills, nothing real.

"So what should we do?" I asked.

"I'll give you oral sex,"

she said, pushing me down on the bed and starting to perform oral sex on me. Normally, having a beautiful woman perform

oral sex would be enjoyable, but her goal was to get my semen, so her movements lacked gentleness and

romance. She sucked on my glans while rapidly stroking my penis with her hand, making me

feel a little uncomfortable.

"Let me do it myself," I said.

"No," she continued stroking my penis.

"Can I take off the condom?"

"Sure," she said, removing the condom and starting to perform oral sex again.

I just wanted it to end quickly, so I closed my eyes and imagined my mother performing oral sex on me. After another ten

minutes , I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated.

"Ah, so much!"

Ms. Ning spat the semen from her mouth into her palm and held it up for me to see.

Next, she asked me to go take another shower with her.

"Li, you're not that old, but your sexual performance is quite strong! Give me your phone number, we can

contact each other next time."

I gave her my phone number and added, "You can contact Yingying, and she can tell me too."

"I have a good friend who likes this too. I'll bring her next time, what do you think?"

I said, "Anyway, as long as you have the money, I have no objection."

"Okay, it's a deal then."

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