[Having sex with a mature female friend in front of my mother] (01)

Author: Green City Shaolong
Word Count: 5000
In late July, I was constantly shuttling between the provincial capital and my hometown. I visited Sister Nan's house, Sister Nan visited my house
, I visited Sister Nan's house again, and then I went home – a real-life Tale of Two Cities. Adding to this, my dad and some
friends from the neighborhood drove to Tibet together, and my mom finally snapped. She said the old folks were nowhere to be seen, the young ones were nowhere to be seen,
the father and son were just fooling around, neglecting the shop, and not even having time to play mahjong!
The afternoon I returned from Sister Nan's house, I first went to a jewelry store to pick out a jade bracelet for my mom. As soon as I got home, I
stood behind her and massaged her shoulders to cheer her up. My mom sneered, saying I was being overly attentive for no reason, that I must have ulterior motives,
and that I was always running to the provincial capital – was I keeping a lover somewhere? Hearing this, I felt a chill run down my spine. Are women's premonitions really
that accurate?
"Mom, I have a question for you. Do you remember the two of you who ate together last night?"
"Of course I remember. Look how filial other sons are, even when they travel, they remember to bring their mothers along. You've traveled all over the country
, and besides remembering to bring back some photos, why don't you ever think about your old mother?" I thought to myself,
most of my travels are for hooking up with women I meet online, mostly married women. Is it appropriate to bring you along?
Of course, my primary goal right now is to confirm whether Sister Nan's son has gotten my mother's... well, you know. Because my mother
isn't exactly a virtuous woman, and she's had lovers before. What if Sister Nan's son takes me out to a hotel and
cheats on me, turning it into a mother-swapping situation? That would be a huge mess. I've seen wife-swapping, but never mother-swapping.
"Did he ask for your phone number?" I asked quickly. Last night at dinner, it was just the four of us: me, my mom, Sister Nan, and her son
. I went to the bathroom once during the meal; if he asked for my phone number, that was the only chance he'd have.
"No, I'm not familiar with them. Why would he ask for my phone number? Isn't he your buddy?"
"What about his WeChat or QQ number?" I pressed, still unsure.
"No, but someone nearby added me." My mom's WeChat phone number is hers. She's in her forties, and
in her profile picture, she's wearing a black dress, her chest slightly exposed, looking quite alluring. She's definitely
the type some young men with Oedipus complexes would be attracted to. Quite a few people want to add her on WeChat, but she's rejected them all.
I took the phone and checked the friend request history. It was indeed Nan's son's WeChat account. Damn it, so this
brat really found out about my affair with his mom, had lustful thoughts about her, and even pretended to be drunk and touched her breasts
. I haven't even touched them since I was an adult!
I quickly deleted the application and then looked through my mom's WeChat chat history. Before I could even finish looking,
my mom snatched the phone away. "Hey, hey, hey, this is about privacy! Don't you understand? You graduated from a prestigious university, for goodness' sake
!"
It seems that even though Nan's son didn't add my mom on WeChat, she's still having an affair. Otherwise
, she wouldn't be afraid of me looking at her phone. Of course, maybe it's just online sex chat; I
have quite a few of those friends on WeChat, and some even showed me live streams of her and her husband having sex.
"No, that guy is a jerk. I'm afraid you'll get hurt," I quickly explained.
"A jerk and you still hang out with him? What's wrong with him?" My mom was unhappy. She cares a lot about my upbringing,
especially about me associating with bad influences.
"Wasn't he drunk last night? You and his mom helped him to his room, and I got the room key. His
right hand was all over him..." I couldn't directly say that my mom had been groped.
My mom was furious and smacked me. "You're not being honest! He was pretending to be drunk? You saw it? You little rascal!
You saw your mom's breasts being touched, and you didn't stop him!" That's just how my mom is. She didn't get much education, and even though our
family is better off now, my dad and I still find her language vulgar.
"I saw it, but I thought he was drunk, and I figured he was only a few steps from the door, so I didn't stop
you," I quickly protested.
"Then how did you find out today? Did he tell you?" My mom noticed something suspicious.
Hey, believe it or not, it really was Nan's son who told me, just his QQ account. But
I couldn't bring myself to say it. Then, I had an idea. "Last night you went back, and his mother and I helped him
to bed. He even touched his mother's crotch. I thought it was just a coincidence, but today when I drove them back to the provincial capital
, I paid attention and found that he put his hand on his mother's back and touched her big butt in the car." Haha, in the room,
Sister Nan's son was unconscious. As for touching Sister Nan's crotch, and touching Sister Nan's butt in the car, it wasn't her son, it was me.
I've gone to great lengths to defame Sister Nan's son.
My mother was immediately shocked. "No way? He's so bold? That's incest! I've heard of
fathers abusing their daughters, but I've never seen a son harming his mother. Isn't he a handsome young man in college?
It's not like he can't find a girlfriend. Why would he be interested in women?" "
Maybe he has a mother complex." I sighed. I couldn't bear to criticize this kindred spirit.
"What? A mother complex?" My mother obviously didn't understand the Oedipus complex.
"It's about being infatuated with your mother, treating her like a lover," I explained.
"Treating your mother like a lover is fine, but you can't sleep with her!" my mother said matter-of-factly. I thought that
by slandering Nan's son for incest, I could make my mother avoid him, but it only piqued her interest.
And rightly so, for my mother, emotional attachment to her mother is acceptable, but physical incest is absolutely unacceptable.
"I'm actually quite curious, though. They come over for two days, and each time they book a double room. Maybe they
've already had sex," I said. I felt like my mother was also quite interested in the idea of mother-son incest.
"Nonsense! You think sharing a room means you'll have sex? You shared a bed with me at the end of last year, where are
you now?" My mom stopped mid-sentence, realizing her example was inappropriate. "Get lost! Go mind the shop, I'm going to play cards."
After staying home for two days, Sister Nan called me, asking why I was home. Before coming, she'd
confidently declared she'd have sex with my mom in front of her husband.
I brought up the incident of her son pretending to be drunk and touching my mom's breasts. Sister Nan was delighted. "You touched his mom's breasts, he
touched yours, tit for tat, fair and square!"
"Bullshit! I slept with his mom too, and he wants to get back at me? Your son pretended to be drunk, aren't you worried? "
"I had sex with you twice in the room, the last time right next to him. Aren't you afraid he'll find out?" Sister Nan suddenly realized 　　what was happening
, her face turning pale with fright. "You bastard! I told you it was in the bathroom, but you said you wanted something exciting and dragged me to my son's side to have sex with me. Now this is serious! How can I face my son? 　　How can I be a mother?" 　　"Whether your son knows or not is still unknown. I can only ask through my alternate QQ account. You 　　must be feeling very awkward facing him these next few days. Why don't you go out and clear your head, or come stay at my house for a few days? My dad's not home anyway." 　　Sister Nan agreed, packed a change of clothes, and came over. 　　My mother was unhappy to see Sister Nan. "You and her son are friends, what's the meaning of taking in his mother 　　?" 　　"Her son actually didn't succeed, but he's been clinging to her these past few days, so she came over to avoid him for a couple of days." 　　My mother sensed something was wrong. "Her son told you he didn't succeed? How close are you two? You 　　didn't sleep together, did you?" If men and women can be completely honest with each other, they're either husband and wife or friends with benefits. 　　I broke out in a cold sweat. "How could I? She's more than ten years older than me and has been married before. How could I possibly be interested in 　　her?" 　　"That's fine. If I find out you and her are having an affair, I'll break your third leg." 　　"So you agree?" I was overjoyed. During the day, my mom went out to play cards, so I could basically do 　　whatever I wanted with Sister Nan. 　　"Staying here is fine, but how are we going to sleep? There are three rooms. The study can't be used for sleeping. The other two bedrooms are either 　　with you or me, but I'm not used to sleeping with strangers." My mom was very troubled. 　　"She can sleep in the second bedroom by herself, and you and I can sleep in the master bedroom, right?" I suggested. 　　"That won't do. There will be outsiders. What would it look like if the two of us slept in the same bed?" My mom quickly refused. Finally, 　　we came up with a solution: my mom would put a sofa bed in the second bedroom, Sister Nan would sleep on the bed, my mom would sleep on the sofa, and I would sleep in 　　the big bed in the master bedroom. 　　That evening, Sister Nan stayed at my place. I contacted her husband and son on QQ. First, I used my main 　　account to tell her husband that his wife was staying at my place. Then, I used a secondary account to test her son. I confirmed that 　　he was still somewhat conscious when Sister Nan and I were in the bathroom, but he was unconscious when we came to him for sex. 　　I told Sister Nan the results, and she was relieved. Although her son knew about our relationship, 　　it was fortunate that she hadn't humiliated him in front of him. Sister Nan also hinted that she might consider ending 　　our relationship. 　　This wasn't what I wanted. Sister Nan seemed to be wavering and might go back to the provincial capital the next day to end things 　　and return to her family. I had to change her mind that night, but unexpectedly, my mother and Sister Nan got along very well, chatted 　　happily, and even added each other on WeChat. They had a lot in common when talking about raising sons, and ended up going to bed 　　very late. I was restless in the master bedroom and finally made a bold decision. 　　In the middle of the night, I got up and went to the second bedroom. I gently turned the doorknob and went in. My mom has a habit of 　　never locking the door unless my dad and I are both out. I tiptoed into the room, first 　　listening carefully near the sofa. I heard my mom's soft snoring, which reassured me that she was fast asleep. 　　Then I went to the bed, climbed on top of her, and squeezed next to Nan. Nan is a light sleeper and wakes up at the slightest noise 　　. 　　Nan turned around to face me, her eyes bright, and growled softly, "Are you crazy? Your mother's still right here 　　!" 　　I didn't say anything, but lifted Nan's nightgown and went straight to touch her breasts. "I am crazy, I'm going 　　crazy from holding back. Just thinking about you next door keeps my dick hard and I can't sleep. I've been leaving my door unlocked, waiting for you to come over, but you 　　won't. You even said you'd cut ties with me." After touching her breasts a few times, I buried my head in Nan's chest and started 　　sucking on her breasts, licking them with my tongue and putting her nipples in my mouth. My hands weren't idle either; my right 　　middle finger found its mark and touched Nan's vagina. I touched the opening; it was warm and wet. 　　Although there wasn't much lubrication, my middle finger still went in smoothly. My middle finger moved quickly in and out of Nan's vagina, and Nan 　　started to feel it too, moaning. The faster I moved, the louder Nan's moans became. When she was about to reach her climax, it sounded like 　　she was crying. 　　I was startled and quickly looked back at my mother on the sofa. Only after seeing that she was still motionless did I relax 　　. 　　This time, Sister Nan seemed more confident than me. "Why didn't you consider your mother when you were humiliating me? 　　Were you afraid she'd hear me moaning? It's okay, she's been there. Even if she hears, she'll pretend she didn't." Sister Nan's words were meaningful. 　　My middle finger was already wet with Sister Nan's love juice. I could feel that her vagina was sufficiently moist. 　　I turned to the side, my penis hardened, and thrust directly into Sister Nan's vagina. My right hand rested on her waist. After a few thrusts, 　　I felt this position wasn't very satisfying. I just wanted to release quickly, so I sped up. After a few thrusts, the bed 　　started creaking. I was startled and slowed down again. Sister Nan was displeased. "You're 　　not usually like this. You're so energetic in front of my son, you didn't want to leave after two rounds, but today, in 　　front of your mother, you're all limp?" Sister Nan really has a stubborn personality; she's here to get back at me. 　　I felt this wouldn't do either, so I patted Sister Nan's butt, signaling her to get up, preparing to take her to the living room or study 　　to finish the battle. 　　Sister Nan understood, lifting the blanket. Luckily, the air conditioning wasn't too cold, so being naked wouldn't cause her to catch a cold for a while. 　　Sister Nan didn't go far. She held onto the bed with both hands, her buttocks high in the air, like a slut waiting to be fucked, legs 　　spread, exposing her cunt to me. She patted her buttocks, "Come on, Qing'er, come fuck your mother's cunt!" 　　I was very nervous. I glanced at my mother on the sofa again. She seemed to be in a different position than before, 　　facing the wall, her back to me and Sister Nan. Maybe she was pretending to be asleep? 　　There's no turning back now; it's a doomed situation. My mom definitely noticed 　　the ambiguous relationship between Nan and me, otherwise she would have made me sleep on the sofa in the second bedroom and Nan would have slept on the bed. But she never imagined 　　I'd be so audacious; she was sleeping right next to me, and I dared to have sex with her. 　　Doggy style was obviously much more comfortable. I pressed against Nan's back, my hands squeezing her breasts, and my lower body thrust quickly...

My testicles and Nan's genitals collided, making a slapping sound. Thinking about my mom eavesdropping on Nan and me,
my penis inexplicably became even harder.
"Isn't your penis soft? Do you only feel comfortable when I'm bent over?" Nan, now satisfied, stopped teasing
me.
I didn't say much, just focused on my work. If I satisfied Nan tonight, she wouldn't go back tomorrow.
"You son of a bitch, why are you acting like you're on drugs tonight? Is it because your mom's here that your penis is so hard?"
Nan deliberately provoked me.
"Your mom's really horny. After showering at night, she doesn't wear a bra, not even underwear. And the door isn't locked. If
I didn't come over, you would have come to me yourself tonight." That was true. My mom changes into a nightgown before bed and
doesn't like wearing underwear unless there are outsiders or other relatives visiting.
I pinched Sister Nan's breasts. "Don't talk about my mom!"
Sister Nan reached out and touched my testicles. "Oh, you're feeling sorry for her now? Poor kid, every time we have sex
, you play mother and son, calling me 'Mom,' but when your own mom is sleeping next to you, you're too scared to move. How about we
go over there, I'll lift up your mom's skirt and let you see how dark her pussy is?" Sister Nan seemed like a devil,
tempting me to open Pandora's box.
"Even if my mom's pussy is dark, it's not as dark as yours. My mom was only fucked by my dad, but you were
fucked by both me and your husband!" Hearing Sister Nan say she'd lift up my mom's nightgown, my words became more unrestrained.
"That's not necessarily true. I only have you as my lover. I don't know how many lovers your mom has.
Didn't you say you saw Uncle Qin touching your mom's ass?" Sister Nan's voice was very lewd. Oh no, I had originally planned to
keep this a secret from my mom for the rest of my life.
"You think your son is anything special, always wanting to fuck you? I'll send him nude photos of you right now,
blurred out, so your son can masturbate while looking at your cunt!" I started to get ruthless, my cock thrusting faster and faster,
the stimulation reaching its peak. Sister Nan also came, and with a release, my semen gushed into her body,
some even spilling onto the floor.
"Okay, go take a shower first, I'll tidy up and then take a shower. You can go back if you want, I'll drive
you. As for whether you want to cut off contact, you think it over yourself." I gave Sister Nan the choice, then glanced
at my mother, noticing her body was even more tense as she slept on her side.
"How about I go to sleep in the master bedroom and give the room to you two? Don't miss this opportunity!"
Sister Nan teased me as she dressed.
I hesitated for a moment, then shook my head. "This crosses my bottom line. Touching her breasts, pinching
her buttocks is acceptable; at most, people might say I have a mother complex. But crossing that final line is something I can't accept, and she
can't accept it either. I can't hurt her in the name of loving someone."
Sister Nan thought for a moment. "Good. I'll go take a shower first. You should get some rest too."
After I cleaned up the scene of our lovemaking and left the room, I felt my mother was sleeping soundly, her breathing
much more even…
[To be continued]

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