[Xiao Xin's mother, Lu Hui] (Chapter Seven)

Chapter Seven
[Is it raining?...]
The handsome young man stopped writing, looked up at the window, and his focused pupils slowly
relaxed.
In the world just a wall away, the drizzling rain gradually turned into a torrential downpour.
The city, ravaged by the heat all day, was enveloped in a refreshing mist, blurring the
night view outside the window.
[Oh no! The clothes on the balcony!]
He frowned, immediately got up, and hurriedly ran out of the study.
Both mother and son were clean people; even though they lived frugally, they couldn't tolerate even the slightest stain on their clothes
. So, on the not-so-spacious balcony, several damp clothes hung all day.
Of course, Lu Hui mostly handled the laundry; Xiao Xin only occasionally washed
his own underwear. But recently, his diligent actions have become more frequent…
[If they get wet in the rain, won't Mom have to wash them all again?]
Looking at the various clothes on the clothesline, Xiao Xin looked at them with pity, thinking of the ignorant
child he used to be, always bringing home dirty clothes and then wearing a clean set the next day.
[Isn't all this because of Mom's diligence?]
The torrential rain grew more and more unrestrained, and the open balcony wall was quickly soaked. Without hesitation
, he hurriedly gathered the clothes and carried them back inside.
The heavy clothes made his thin body breathe heavily, and the faint scent of laundry detergent mixed with a faint
body odor was inhaled by Xiao Xin.
[It smells like Mom…]
A strange light appeared in his originally innocent eyes as Xiao Xin brought the clothes in his arms close to his nostrils,
carefully sniffing them. A strange thought burned stronger and stronger in his chest.
[There should be some of Mom's underwear in here, right?] Xiao
Xin, clutching his clothes, returned to his bedroom. He was extremely nervous about what he was about to do.
He rummaged through the pile of clothes hesitantly, as if any exertion would break free from that filthy thought.
[Stockings!?...]
His fingers touched something silky smooth, a texture unlike anything he'd ever felt in ordinary clothes. His
heart pounded in his chest. Pulling aside the clothes, a pair of semi-transparent, flesh-colored pantyhose appeared
before his eyes.
The excessive tension made his vision dizzy. Staring at the alluring pantyhose, the boy even doubted
his own eyes, blinking rapidly.
[It really is stockings... Mom's stockings...]
As if he'd found a treasure, Xiao Xin's trembling hands lifted Lu Hui's stockings from the pile of clothes, examining them carefully.
Having been used for some time, the stockings had lost their elasticity, the long fabric stretching
out and highlighting the length of Lu Hui's alluring legs. Even with Xiao Xin pulling the stockings high, a
considerable amount of fabric remained on the bed.
The crotch of the pantyhose showed signs of wear over the years; although washed, some
areas still showed a darker hue than the rest.
[It must be from Mom's secretions…]
Stroking the smooth stockings, Xiao Xin's genitals involuntarily swelled; he was already fantasizing about Lu Hui wearing
these stockings.
Two smooth, delicate, shapely legs, tightly wrapped in hazy flesh-colored stockings, incredibly alluring, so
captivating…
[…Mom…]
The unsatisfied boy freed his swollen penis from his underwear, the unbound shaft
continuing to stand erect in the air. He couldn't stop!
The thin stockings were spread out, and Xiao Xin brought them to his nose, inhaling deeply the lingering
fragrance of his mother's scent.
"So fragrant..." The boy's lewd mind couldn't distinguish whether it was laundry detergent or his mother
's body smell.
The stockings hanging down to his body gently scraped against Xiao Xin's penis, the sweet friction like ants biting, making
his glans swell even more.
Craving the silky touch, Xiao Xin instinctively rolled up the stockings with his hand, then grasped his penis and
began to masturbate with pleasure.
"Oh..." His vocal cords couldn't suppress the excited breath, and wave after
wave of tingling sensations spread throughout his body with each stroke, making his scalp tingle.
[So good...]
Xiao Xin was masturbating with his own mother's intimate clothing. An unprecedented excitement surged through him, and
soon the fluid secreted from his glans soaked the stockings. The sticky, slippery sensation was like adding fuel to the fire, stimulating his young
genitals.
The simple act of masturbation quickly brought him to the point of ejaculation. As thick semen gushed violently from his urethra
, the boy's tender, satisfied nasal sounds echoed in the room.
As the image of Lu Hui's mother gradually faded from Xiao Xin's mind, a chilling dread crept up
his spine.
[Oh no, I'm in big trouble now...]
Xiao Xin looked at the wet, rolled-up stockings between his legs in terror, unsure of what
to do.
[Wash it again?]
After a moment's thought, he took out some tissues to clean the remaining semen from his penis, then, clutching the sticky,
slippery stockings, rushed to the bathroom.
He thought he could escape this predicament, but little did he know that even bigger trouble awaited him. Reckless behavior
comes at a heavy price.
Just moments ago, Xiao Xin was acting with a sense of complacency, but now he was staring wide-eyed at his mother's predicament. Having never washed his mother's stockings before
, he used a little too much force while washing them and tore them.
Looking at the damaged stockings in his hands, Xiao Xin's face burned with embarrassment. If Lu Hui found out,
how would he explain himself…?
An even more embarrassing moment followed—the door opened, and Lu Hui returned home.
"Xiao Xin? Are you there?" A mother's soft voice reached Xiao Xin's ears.
Hearing Lu Hui's gentle call, the boy, who should have felt comforted, instead became increasingly uneasy.
"Mom... I'm here..." Knowing his clumsy acting would surely be seen through by Lu Hui, Xiao Xin
shivered involuntarily.
In his haste, he closed the bathroom door.
Satisfied with her son's response, Lu Hui took off her high heels from the shoe rack by the door, changed into her casual
slippers, and came in. She had already noticed the commotion in the bathroom.
"What were you doing in the bathroom?"
Xiao Xin, feeling guilty, was extremely uncomfortable, especially with Lu Hui's changing tone.
It was understandable; he was most afraid of his mother using her alternating roles. One moment she was "Mom," the next "Teacher," and his fragile
psychological defenses were easily broken under this pincer attack.
"I... I was taking a dump..."
he maintained a calm tone. Once he lied enough, he felt less uncomfortable and nervous
.
This tactic worked. Lu Hui raised her eyebrows slightly, left a message, and went straight to the living room.
"Flush the toilet when you come out later..."
Actually, Lu Hui wasn't mentally prepared to face her son, especially after
what happened at Tao Yue's house tonight, which had already had a significant impact on her.
While she was determined to deceive him, the guilt was even stronger.
It wasn't that she didn't love or care about her son, but she couldn't accept
masturbating a boy her child was the same age and classmate. If Xiao Xin found out, wouldn't her image in his eyes be ruined?
[I can't let my child know no matter what]
Sitting on the sofa, Lu Hui kept repeating similar thoughts in her mind. It seemed like not long ago,
she had kept it from Xiao Xin, not letting him know about her awkwardness with Tao Yue.
Now, this scene was repeating itself, making her laugh at herself for being so calm.
[Yes, and she even let him masturbate without hesitation.]
Her thoughts drifted back to when she was still at Tao Yue's house...
The tender penis was carefully gripped by her slender fingers, the intense pulsations emanating from it filled with a
carnal rhythm.
"Aunt Lu... your palms are so hot..."
Her cheeks were already as red as peaches, her bright eyes intentionally turning away from the young penis in her hand, yet always
unconsciously looking back.
The large, mushroom-shaped red glans excitedly secreted pre-ejaculate, lubricating
the dry area between her fingers and the penis.
The "squelch, squelch" friction sounds grew clearer and more piercing.
[What a hard thing...]
Lu Hui was too ashamed to speak, knowing full well that any expression at this moment would only
encourage Tao Yue's physical desires. So she could only sketch out her monologue in her mind.
The wicked red mushroom flickered under the manipulation of her fingers, the round shape formed by her clenched fingers resembling
the deep, fragrant passage between Lu Hui's plump buttocks.
[Will this be the scene when she enters...]
The obscene image of intercourse floated nakedly in Lu Hui's fantasy, the boy's large glans roughly squeezing into the narrow
, fleshy crevice.
The sensitive body of this resentful woman immediately responded, a warm flow secreted from her abdomen, flowing
down her pink neck, eager to soothe the unruly intruder in her fantasy, but only as if
waking from a dream, it was excreted onto her close-fitting underwear.
Lu Hui hurriedly squeezed her legs together, afraid that if she wasn't careful, her lustful body would betray her remaining
intellectual soul.
"Aunt Lu... why aren't you moving..."
Tao Yue looked unsatisfied, gently scolding her for stopping.
"I... my hand is a little sore..."
Lu Hui knew the real reason she was stuttering.
Looking up at the boy's thick, long penis, his rare healthy skin, and his well-defined,
strong muscles, she actually had the thought of seducing him!
How shameful that would be.
She couldn't understand why, in the turmoil of passion, her rational mind was always filled with
absurd thoughts that made her lose her senses.
"Is that so?..."
Tao Yue seemed to have a hope in his heart, his greedy expression quietly transforming into an extremely lewd posture.
"Then..."
"Then let Auntie use her other hand... to help you..."
His lewd gaze burned on Lu Hui's exquisite features, and beneath that expression surged a further desire
. Lu Hui could only once again take the initiative to guide the boy's thoughts elsewhere.
[Just let him ejaculate...]
Another slender, delicate hand took over the wet, aroused penis, and another clean area was
stained with lustful fluid.
"Oh..." Tao Yue's lecherous eyes closed temporarily, the wonderful contact causing a slight
spasm throughout his body.
Lu Hui, using her clumsy masturbation skills, quickly stroked Tao Yue's penis,
the scent emanating from the boy's genitals constantly inhaled by her anxious breaths...
[That smell...]
Lu Hui, who had been in a daze, opened her beautiful eyes, which had been closed in shyness.
[The smell?]
She was certainly in her own home, but the smell that entered her nostrils with each even breath seemed not
to dissipate, but instead completely brought her back to her senses.
The smell of the boy's secretions lingered in her cozy home.
[Where did this smell come from? Could it be Xiao Xin's...?]
Lu Hui wondered incredulously, but the peculiar smell that entered her nostrils remained unchanged,
and the bathroom light was still on.
[My child... masturbating in the bathroom?]
There was no doubt that the child's image instantly overshadowed all worldly entanglements.
But when Lu Hui's mother stood up, the familiar damp heat between her legs made it difficult for her to move.
The light brown sheer stockings that had adorned her plump, long legs now felt like fuzz rubbing against her, disturbing her
peace of mind.
[How annoying!]
Her sensitive body had been spoiled by Lu Hui time and time again; perhaps she had hidden it too
well in her daily life, and once exposed, it was hard to hide…
“Xiao Xin, why aren’t you out yet?” Lu Hui stopped at the bathroom door, feeling somewhat troubled.
On one hand, there was unrestrained lust; on the other, there was her troublesome child. Who could be at ease in that situation?
Moreover, the smell here was even stronger than in the living room, but something else caught her attention
.
The light from the bathroom shone through the small, mottled cracks in the door, illuminating the floor.
[What’s that…]
Following the light, Lu Hui bent down and peered into the crack, only to see Xiao Xin, with his back to the door, washing
something. Every corner of the bathroom was completely visible.
[How come I didn't notice...]
The small gap seemed to whisper that a boy had once spied on her beautiful mother while she bathed
.
[Was Xiao Xin spying on her?]
Could the well-behaved and pretty child she remembered really do such a thing?
Unable to accept this thought, Lu Hui shook her head. But the previous evidence—peeping at her stockinged
legs under the table, the strange look in his eyes when he looked at her, and the dazed look on his face—clearly indicated
everything: Xiao Xin had already begun to see her as someone other than his mother.
In just one short month, so many unexpected things had happened. First, she inexplicably
became the tutor of her child's classmate; then she had an ambiguous relationship with that boy; and then she
discovered the real reason why her son was so hesitant and timid.
Facing the unknown future, Lu Hui felt somewhat frustrated. Plans never keep up with changes.
There's an old saying: when God closes a window, He always opens another
. Humans, who have lived on Earth for tens of thousands of years, have long since inherited the well-developed genetic talent of "adaptation for survival"
... (Continuing to digress)
[No, I don't believe Xiao Xin would...]
Unable to accept her own wishful thinking, Lu Hui still clung to a sliver of hope, but the scene before her left
her utterly hopeless.
Xiao Xin, in the bathroom, had turned around, clutching a crumpled, torn pair of stockings.
"Mom, just a little longer,"
Xiao Xin planned to cover up this colossal lie. He stuffed the wrung-out stockings into his pocket and prepared to leave
the bathroom.
Lu Hui, suddenly realizing the truth, stood up in astonishment and quickly returned to her bedroom.
Sitting at her dressing table, Lu Hui's heart pounded. In the mirror on the dressing table was a radiantly
beautiful woman, but she had now lost even the ability to express emotion.
[My child is in a relationship... and the person he's in a relationship with... is me.]
The increasingly tangled thoughts had knotted countless knots in Lu Hui's mind. If time hadn't been moving on
, she would have been like a frozen statue.
...
She didn't know how much time had passed when, as the bedroom light came on,
Xiao Xin's gentle voice came from behind her.
"Mom, why didn't you turn on the light?"
Secretly wiping away tears, Lu Hui turned to look at the innocent-looking child standing in front of the door.
"Mom... are you crying?"
Seeing the tears in Lu Hui's eyes, Xiao Xin felt a sharp pang in his heart
. He didn't want his mother to suffer any harm.
"Mom's fine, I just missed your grandma..." she said awkwardly, offering the child a forced smile. Lu Hui
didn't reveal the truth; perhaps the child wasn't beyond redemption.
Xiao Xin was moved by his mother's words. His deceased grandmother flashed through his mind. Suppressing the stinging in his nose,
he walked over and gently hugged Lu Hui.
"Mommy, don't cry... Grandma's gone... Xiaoxin will take good care of Mommy for Grandma."
Lu Hui suddenly realized that in this indifferent world, the only person who cared about her and loved her was Xiaoxin,
and she would do anything for him.
A warm embrace brought the mother and son together...
This scene reminded me of an age-old idiom: understanding is everything.
"Alright, it's late. I don't want you still in bed tomorrow morning."
Lu Hui looked down at the delicate face on her chest, which was hugging her a little too tightly, knowing full well that this embrace seemed
to indulge some of Xiaoxin's ideas.
Xiaoxin looked tenderly into his mother's eyes, reluctantly nuzzling his head against her soft breasts a few times, finally
giving up.
"Okay, Mommy, I'll go to sleep now."
Lu Hui gently stroked her child's hair, then gently pushed the boy out of her arms.
“Go quickly…”
[The child is still young; perhaps he will discover what he truly wants as he grows up.]
What a great mother! No blame, no excessive pampering, only boundless tolerance. Yes
, if the child discovers what he truly wants, no matter who the object is, Lu Hui will do everything in her power to support
him.
After the brief moment of warmth, time returned to calm.
Having freely vented her emotions, another shadow slowly filled Lu Hui's empty mind.
After all, in a teacher like Lu Hui, the love between mother and child cannot be equated with mere liking. If
love is a kind of spiritual nourishment, then liking is a condiment.
She can give up liking for love, but she will not give up love because of liking…
When the light in Xiao Xin's bedroom went out, his beautiful, naked mother entered the bathroom.
The hot water from the showerhead soothed her tired nerves and moisturized her delicate skin.
Staring at the exceptionally voluptuous and mature woman in the full-length mirror, Lu
Hui, free from the burdens of her identity, smiled gently.
[So you are the source of all evil...]
Confident women are the most beautiful, and Lu Hui, relaxed and self-satisfied, struck several alluring poses in front of the mirror.
First, she cupped her full, large breasts with both hands, giving her reflection a charming smile; she seemed
quite satisfied with her bust shape.
Then she stretched out her long, slender legs, easily over a meter long. The healthy muscles beneath her fair skin
reflected the varying intensity of light, her beautiful knees filled with rounded fat; her long, slender
toes wiggled playfully up and down, and even the skin on the soles of her feet wasn't loose and wrinkled like most people's, but rather
firm and smooth.
Lu Hui changed her posture, turning her back to the full-length mirror. She merely lifted her buttocks slightly, and her alluring
, plump, white buttocks instinctively arched upwards. She lowered her waist further, the curve of her buttocks perfectly
reflected in the mirror, her firm flesh taut.
[Has the fat on your buttocks increased again?]
She meticulously stroked her buttocks, her dreamy eyes brimming with pride.
Between her two shapely, well-proportioned thighs, two symmetrical, plump labia majora were tightly pressed together. Following the rapidly
contracting curves of her limbs upwards, a long, sensual spinal groove ran along her smooth back. Lu Hui's playful fingers lightly swept across the mysterious cleft between her buttocks, 　　awakening
a familiar, tingling sensation . 　　 This irresistible sweetness sent her thoughts back to that time when desire was impossible to suppress 　　… 　　 It was just mechanically masturbating Tao Yue, but her physical organs were a different matter entirely. 　　 Her cerebral cortex, somewhat disoriented by the lewd scent, her pink nipples swollen with arousal, her honeypot constantly dripping with lustful 　　fluid, and her beautiful eyes brimming with spring-like desire— 　　 as an animal, her most basic desires had completely betrayed the intellectual teacher. 　　 Before she knew it, Tao Yue's hands had reached for Lu Hui's full breasts, one in each hand, 　　gently squeezing them through her teacher's uniform. 　　 Before she knew it, Lu Hui struggled and shyly tried to avoid those devilish hands; her evasive movements, in Tao Yue's eyes, were more like a 　　seductive thrust of her chest, so another wave of wild groping ensued. 　　 Fortunately, the boy only touched her through her clothes and didn't go any further. Over time, Lu Hui stopped resisting 　　, letting Tao Yue's hands caress the most eye-catching parts of her body. 　　 "Aunt Lu... your breasts are so big... so bouncy..." the boy said, happily playing with 　　the large breasts in his hands, sincerely praising them. 　　 The flesh on her breasts responded joyfully to the caresses of her fingers, swelling fully to receive all kinds of squeezing and kneading. 　　The sensation of electricity running through her body always opened the floodgates when the boy's fingers intentionally or unintentionally brushed against her nipples. 　　 In order to make Tao Yue ejaculate sooner and end this farce, Lu Hui frowned laboriously, and 　　the strength of her grip gradually increased. 　　 Before long, Tao Yue was already close to reaching his peak of pleasure. 　　 "Oh... Aunt Lu... I... I'm going to cum!" 　　 In his state of excitement, Tao Yue could not bear Lu Hui's brutal actions, and he would soon explode. 　　 Lu Hui, who had always lived in a rational society, although she hated the attitude towards physical desire, still really 　　wanted to witness the scene of male ejaculation. 　　 The young penis in her hand trembled violently, the large reddish-purple glans was unusually hard, and with 　　a joyful shout from the boy, the urethral opening of the glans violently spurted out thick white semen, the powerful force sending the liquid 　　flying high. 　　 The scattered drops clung to Lu Hui's dignified teacher's sleeves, some even landing in her hair 　　. 　　 The excited penis throbbed a few last times in Lu Hui's hand before finally going limp. She 　　withdrew her fingers at the opportune moment; they were covered in the boy's ejaculated semen, warm and sticky against her slender fingers. 　　 Tao Yue had ejaculated, but Lu Hui was still unsatisfied. Her mature body, unable to find its home, still 　　exuded a captivating fragrance. 　　 "Okay..." 　　 With just a simple word, Lu Hui silently resolved to put an end to her lust. 　　 "Aunt Lu... thank you!" 　　 Tao Yue affectionately kissed Lu Hui's forehead uninvited, as if to tell her that she had indeed 　　"done the right thing" and didn't need to feel guilty. 　　 Taking the tissue the boy offered, the previously erotic room fell into a brief silence. 　　 [So much semen…] 　　 Wiping the semen off her fingers, Lu Hui didn't feel nauseous at all… 　　 In a daze, she saw foam on her fingers and, mistaking it for semen, nervously rinsed them under the shower. 　　 The heat in the bathroom grew stronger, and Lu Hui couldn't remember how she got home. She only vaguely remembered that 　　she returned shortly after helping Tao Yue masturbate. 　　 [No! I gave him a hug before getting in the car…] 　　 Lu Hui's breathing was already labored; she couldn't recall that hazy parting at all. 　　 Only Tao Yue's lingering embrace remained, so forceful, so passionate. His 　　magical hands even lewdly squeezed Lu Hui's large buttocks beneath her teacher's skirt. 　　 [Why… why does my body feel such intense pleasure from all this?…] 　　 Did she really hug Tao Yue passionately? She didn't remember, she didn't remember! 　　 [I shouldn't be this kind of woman!] Lu 　　 Hui felt almost numb all over; she couldn't feel her breathing, couldn't feel the hot water flowing over her body 　　… all she could see was a blur of white mist. 　　 "Yes, I'll still keep messing around with him like this…"

Her voluptuous body staggered in the bathroom, dizzy and disoriented, the intense tinnitus preventing her from hearing her own words
.
[Oh no! I've been showering for too long…]
A nameless fear crept into her heart. Lu Hui knew she had been "steaming" in this poorly ventilated bathroom
for too long, her brain was oxygen-deprived.
But now she barely had the strength to lift her legs.
With her last ounce of strength, Lu Hui opened the bathroom door, her soaking wet and exhausted body finally giving way
, collapsing heavily to the floor.
"Xiao…Xin…"…

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