Tremble, Mother!

My name is Wang Bin, I'm eighteen years old, and I'm a senior in high school. My father died a long time ago, and it's just my mother and me at home. My mother's name is Lin Mengxue, she's 36 years old, and she gave birth to me when she was eighteen, so she and my father got married relatively young. My mother isn't a stunning beauty, but she's definitely one in a million. Especially her temperament, which is excellent. She's currently the deputy manager of a clothing company. Today, after finishing school, I opened the door and found that my mother wasn't home. However, I found a note on the table saying that she went out to dinner with a friend, but it didn't say whether it was a man or a woman. It seems I'll have to take care of dinner myself. I thought for a moment and called my classmate. I asked him to go out to dinner with me, because I can't cook for myself... After hanging up, I went out and arranged to meet my classmate at a small restaurant. When I walked into the restaurant, my classmate Li Wei was already there. I called out, "Li Wei, why are you here so fast?" Li Wei smiled when he saw me and said, "It's because your brother Bin invited me to dinner. You rarely go out to eat." I rarely eat out because my mom cooks so well; the food I eat out isn't as good as hers, so I don't eat out often. Li Wei and I ate and chatted for about two or three hours. It was almost 8 o'clock. I was getting ready to go home. We parted ways at the restaurant entrance. I walked about 100 steps and saw my mom and a man leaving a high-end restaurant. From a distance, my mom seemed a little drunk. The man had his hand on her waist, trying to help her into a black car. I immediately frowned. To be honest, my mom is so beautiful, has a great figure, is only 36, and is a vice manager at a company. Many men pursue her, but she doesn't seem interested in any of them. I also dislike those men. I didn't know why before, but as I've grown older, I've realized I'm a very possessive person. Even though she's my mother, I don't want to see her with other men. I can't stand seeing her, so when I saw her a bit drunk and being supported by a man, I knew I had to stop it, whether it was my mom's choice or the man was taking advantage of her. I quickly ran over and called out, "Mom!" But my mom seemed not to hear me, though the man glanced at me. I got closer and saw that my mom was very drunk, but still somewhat sober. I called out again, "Mom, it's me." This time my mom heard me and said, "Ah, Ah Bin, what are you doing here?" She put her hand on my shoulder, and I immediately supported her waist, removing the man's hand. I replied, "I just finished eating with my friends. Seeing you here, let's go home." "Mmm," my mom softly answered. But then the man said from the side, "Sister Xue, is this your son?" After asking that question, he said to me, "Hello, my name is Lin Dong, your mother's friend. You can call me Brother Dong. I was just about to take your mother home. Why don't you go have some fun? I have a car that can take your mother home." I looked at my mother and noticed she was a little asleep. I didn't answer Lin Dong's question. I didn't like any man who wanted to pursue my mother, so I replied, "No need, I can take my mother home myself." After saying that, I helped my mother walk away, but after a few steps, the man blocked our way, frowned, looked at my mother, and said to me, "I promised to take your mother home earlier, and besides, your mother is very drunk now, and it's very late. I think I should take your mother home." I also frowned and looked at my mother, noticing she seemed a little disoriented. That's when I realized something was wrong. My mother is usually a sensible person; how could she go out to dinner with a man and get so drunk? Besides, she rarely drinks. I thought something was definitely wrong. Seeing how eager this man was to take my mom home, I immediately understood. He must have drugged her food, and the thought made me furious. But we were on the street, and I didn't want to argue with him. However, this time I wasn't going to be so polite. I told him, "No need, I don't need you to take my mom home." But the man didn't give up. He pulled out his wallet, took out 500 yuan, and said to me, "Take this money and go have some fun. Your mom is really drunk; it's too late and not safe." He tried to put his hand on my mom's waist, but I slapped his hand away and said, "Get off me." My tone was harsh, and given my height of 182cm, and especially since I'm a sports fanatic—although I don't look like a typical bodybuilder, you can still tell I've worked out compared to the average person. The man, who was quite good-looking and about 173cm tall, saw my harsh tone and slapped his hand away, knowing I was about to hit him. He sighed, got into his black car, and drove off. I helped my mother get into a car and we went home. Once home, I helped her to her room and helped her onto the bed. Her hands were still around my neck; we were very close. Looking at her, I couldn't help but marvel. No one would believe that the woman in front of me was 36 years old, and a mother of an 18-year-old, yet it was true. Time seemed to have left no trace on her. Her exquisitely beautiful oval face, without makeup, had skin as smooth as a baby's. Her dark eyes with long eyelashes were captivating. Her delicate nose, soft lips, high and full breasts, slender waist, round and pert buttocks, and fair skin were all incredibly alluring. With her devilish figure, long-serving position as a deputy manager of a company, and impeccable poise, she was truly a rare beauty. To be honest, I often think about how wonderful it would be if my mother were my woman, but it's just a thought, after all, she's my mother... Just as I was about to remove my hands from my neck, my mother suddenly stuck out her tongue and licked around her lips, her body rubbing slightly against the sheets.Seeing this, I instantly became aroused. My mother's legs were slightly parted; she was wearing a white shirt, the hem tucked into a long, floral skirt that reached her ankles, and white high-heeled sandals that I hadn't had time to take off when I came in. She looked elegant, pure, and incredibly alluring. A crazy idea suddenly popped into my head, and it kept growing stronger. Seeing my mother, who seemed to be covered in ants crawling all over her, I made up my mind. I kissed her moist, red lips. "Mmm," my mother moaned softly, and I became even more excited. My left hand slowly moved to her soft, large breasts, gently kneading them. I could clearly feel the hard, protruding nipples in my palm, and I couldn't help but focus on rubbing them with my fingertips. The nipples, slowly hardening and enlarging, became even more erect under my ministrations. My mother's moans grew louder and louder, but how could I be satisfied with that? I stood up and quickly took off my t-shirt.Shirt, then I took off my mother's shirt, and slowly pulled down her long skirt. My mother cooperated with my movements, lifting her buttocks so I could remove the skirt more quickly. Now my mother was only wearing a white bra and white panties. I quickly pulled down the white panties. When my mother was completely naked, her delicate and fair body exposed before me, I felt like I couldn't breathe. There was nothing but the sexy, rounded flesh before me. I paused for a few seconds, then lay down and kissed my mother's tender pink nipples. I squeezed and kneaded those two mounds of flesh, making them deform in my palms. My right hand reached between my mother's legs and covered the most precious area of her body that I had long wanted to touch. The lips were unusually full and tender, and they felt extremely comfortable to touch. As my hand touched those unusually full petals, Mom opened her beautiful eyes wide, her moans rising a thousandfold, her lower body tightening, and fluid flowing from her unusually full petals. Looking at Mom's open eyes, I felt extremely nervous. After her orgasm, Mom slowly turned her head to look at me, seeing my naked upper body, then her own naked body, and suddenly gasped. She tried to get up, but perhaps because the drug hadn't worn off yet, or maybe the man had given her too strong a drug, her legs loosened and she lay back down. I anxiously said, "Mom, don't move! You've been drugged! This drug is very strong. If I don't make you orgasm right away, your life might be in danger. I'm only doing this to save you." I pretended to be a little scared. Mom was somewhat conscious this time, but still dazed. Hearing what I said, she blushed terribly and finally asked, "Is there no danger to my life now?" If this were my mom, a woman as shrewd as she used to be, how could she not see through my fabricated story? But today, after being drugged, even a shrewd woman like her has become a bit dazed. Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked that question. But this suits me just fine. I thought my mom would scold me when she woke up, but I didn't expect I might still have a chance. I said very seriously: "It's not enough. This drug is very strong. You need to have many orgasms. The best way is to find a man to have sex with. And what happened to you today? That man drugged you very heavily." I didn't know he could be so bad. I misjudged her. "Binbin, don't be angry," my mom said pitifully, then added: "What should I do? I don't have a boyfriend. How can I find a man?" I replied: "Mom, how about I use the same method as before to help you have an orgasm?" "How can you do that? We're mother and son," my mom said shyly. I said: "What time is it now, Mom? Listen to me, or your life will be in danger." Mom hesitated a little, but I knew her personality well enough. Seeing her hesitation, I knew I had to take the initiative, so I kissed her red lips again. Mom hummed in response, making muffled noises as if saying no, but I didn't care. I continued kissing her, climbing onto her body. My left hand grasped her breasts, kneading them passionately, the nipples hardening from the friction of my palm. My right hand moved between her legs, touching her delicate petals again. Mom's moans grew louder, but with my kisses, she could only make muffled sounds. About 15 minutes passed. My hands were getting a little sore, but Mom beneath me had another orgasm. Not long after, we started again. I kept telling Mom the drug hadn't worn off yet and we should continue, and she complied, seemingly aroused by my hands and mouth. So, Mom had five orgasms that night, but unfortunately, she absolutely forbade me to rub my burning hot penis against her plump petals, stopping me as soon as I tried. But anyway, I did something I'd never dared to do before. After tonight's events, I'll have more opportunities in the future, because that's how my mom is; once it happens, it's easy to do it again. With a whoosh, I flung open the curtains, letting the sunlight flood in. It looked like a beautiful day. Looking at my hands, savoring the wonderful feeling of last night, I realized Mom had gone to work early as usual, while I had just gotten up, brushed my teeth, gotten dressed, and then gone to school. Soon, school was over, and as soon as I got home, I eagerly opened the door. Mom was doing her usual routine—cooking! The aroma wafted over, very fragrant, and Mom's body smelled even better. "Mom, I'm home," I said as usual. I waited a few seconds and, seeing that Mom didn't answer, but was still cooking with her head down, I put down my schoolbag, walked behind her, and hugged her beautiful body. I rested my chin on her shoulder, gently rubbing my cheek against her smooth face, enjoying the wonderful touch. "Mom, I'm home!" To be honest, I was very nervous at that moment. I had spent the whole day at school reading incestuous novels online, and I finally figured out a strategy: take it slow, not too fast, not too slow. That's why I boldly hugged Mom. If she pushed me away, it might mean she considered last night a mistake, but if she didn't, it meant she might be accepting what happened last night. Sure enough, Mom didn't push me away. "Okay, Mom's almost done cooking. You can sit and wait." Mom's voice was soft, perhaps a little shy. The orchid-like fragrance emanating from Mom intoxicated me, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath, then said, "Mom, you smell so good, and you're so beautiful." My mother's face turned bright red, but she still said, "Ah Bin, be good and wait outside, okay? Don't hug me like this, Mom still has to cook." "Let me kiss you, okay?" I asked, "Didn't we kiss last night?" my mother whispered. I replied, "I want to kiss you again, okay, Mom?" Before my mother could answer, I turned her around, placed my hands on her slender waist, and lowered my head to gently kiss her lips. "Mmm," my mother moaned. Then I withdrew one hand and slowly placed it on my mother's pert buttocks. My mother tried to stop me, but her incredibly light touch was useless against me. I forcefully kneaded my mother's buttocks with my right hand. After a few minutes, my mother was already immersed in my passionate kiss. I suddenly picked her up and carried her to the living room. I got down and then had my mother sit facing me on my lap, pulling her into my arms again, and sealing her cherry-like mouth with my lips. About ten minutes later, I took my hands off my mother's upper body and placed them on her round buttocks, gently pinching and spreading her plump buttocks. I then pressed her buttocks against my already hard and swollen penis, until my hard penis pressed against the soft flesh through the cloth. My chest pressed against her soft, full, and firm breasts, the soft, fleshy sensation sending shivers down my spine. Not long after, my mother climaxed, while I was fine, after all, I'm a sports fanatic and very strong. For the next few days, my mother and I did this every day. I had always said that as long as my mother was willing, she would still be willing; if she wasn't, then we had to take it slow. This was the eighth day of our affair. I went home as usual, and my mother was cooking. I hugged and kissed her for a few minutes, and then we started eating. My mother was in a good mood today, for some reason, so I asked her. My mother said to me: "Your mom got promoted to general manager today, hehe." I happily replied, "That's great! I have good news too! I received my university acceptance letter today!" Mom was even happier: "Really? Then we should celebrate! Binbin, what kind of gift do you want?" I thought for a moment and said, "I don't need anything else. How about Mom be my girlfriend for one night?" Mom laughed and said, "How can that be? Mom is your mother!" I said, "But I've already kissed you and touched you. Why can't you be my girlfriend? Sigh, you're talking about celebrating, but you're not sincere at all." Hearing my displeasure, Mom said helplessly, "Okay, just one night. You can't do anything reckless." I happily said, "Okay, Mom, don't worry, I definitely won't go in if you don't agree. But besides that, you have to do the 'girlfriend' task." Mom said coquettishly, "Hmph, I knew it!" She pinched my waist, and I playfully slapped her buttocks, making her giggle. That night, I couldn't sleep because Mom agreed to be my girlfriend for one night. My plan was slowly moving towards success. I was thinking about how to get my mom to let me penetrate her tomorrow night. It's been a problem. Although I can touch my mom's pert buttocks and breasts now, she resists when I touch those unusually full and tender mounds. Sometimes, even when I arouse her, she won't resist, but sometimes she will. But the biggest problem is that my mom still won't let me take off my lower body. I want to change that tomorrow night! The day passed quickly. When I got home from school, my heart was pounding. I opened the door and saw delicious food on the table, and then I saw a creamy white loungewear dress. The hem was above her knees, revealing a small part of her smooth, white thighs, a slender waist, and plump, pert buttocks. Her voluptuous and sexy curves excited me immensely. It seems my mom really kept her word and prepared to be my girlfriend tonight. She even wore my favorite white dress. "Binbin, you're back! Dinner's ready!" My mom smiled and said to me when she saw me. At that moment, food meant nothing to me. I rushed to my mother's side and kissed her red lips passionately. I knew that tonight, my mother was my girlfriend; except for that final step, my lovely mother was mine tonight. "Mmm," my mother moaned, but she didn't stop me, letting me kiss her. My left hand...I pinched my mother's pert left breast, kneading it hard, while my right hand squeezed her round buttocks. My chest pressed against her full, soft breasts, and my lower body quickly hardened. I pressed my mother's buttocks against my penis and began to gently stroke it. My mother moaned continuously. "Mmm, umm, ahh, ahh," the more I heard, the more excited I became. I sat down and pulled my mother onto my lap, letting her straddle me with her legs spread. Then I pulled up my mother's white skirt to her waist. Today, my mother was wearing black lace panties, my favorite kind. My hands again caressed her pert, plump buttocks, kneading them. The full, soft flesh made my bones feel light. The full buttocks changed shape freely in Fang Yan's hands, and the kneading, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, made my mother moan softly. "Ah, Binbin, no, umm, ahh," before my mother could finish speaking, I kissed her tender lips. I inhaled deeply the taste of my mother's mouth. After more than ten minutes, I released her lips, and she was finally able to speak. She said to me shyly, "Binbin, the food's getting cold. Let's eat." She tried to get off me, but I held her buttocks firmly, preventing her from leaving. I said, "Okay, let's eat, but Xue'er has to feed me, okay?" "You're so big and still need your mother to feed you? And don't call me 'Xue'er'!" she said, pouting and pretending to be angry. I slapped her buttocks and said, "Hmph, tonight you're my girlfriend. I'll call you Xue'er, and you call me Bin. Don't call me Binbin, you hear me?" I said domineeringly. My mother pouted, her eyes wide, looking pitiful, and said, "Okay, Bin, alright, hmph." That's right. I picked up a piece of cabbage, swished it in my mouth, and kissed my mother. She made a soft "mmm" sound, and I used my tongue to enter her mouth.Holding my mother's delicate body, sucking on her saliva, my desire surged instantly. "Xue'er, is it delicious?" I asked. My mother shyly whispered, "Mmm." I then slapped my mother's pert buttocks hard again and asked, "What did you say? I didn't hear you." "Ah, that hurts." My mother said in a coquettish voice, then said, "Xue'er said it's delicious, okay? Humph." "Then Xue'er will feed me too," I said. My mother obediently picked up some food and put it in my mouth. We sucked on each other's tongues and food vigorously, my hands kneading my mother's soft buttocks, making me feel numb and intoxicated. My penis was already hard enough to penetrate any barrier, pressing against my mother's tender thighs through her black panties. There was a soft spot there, and I felt incredibly good all over, as if I was about to ejaculate, but thankfully I controlled myself. We ate for about 20 minutes until we were all full. I picked up my mother and carried her to her room. My mother said nervously, "Binbin, you said you wouldn't force me." I replied, "Yes, I said I wouldn't penetrate you if you didn't let me. Can't I just hold Xue'er and sleep for a while? You're my girlfriend tonight, you know." "But the dishes haven't been washed yet," my mother said coquettishly. I said, "We'll wash them tomorrow. Xue'er has to listen to me today, okay?" "Okay," my mother replied softly. I lay down first, then laid my mother on top of me, her two round, soft, full breasts pressing against my chest, making me feel incredibly comfortable. I kissed my mother on the lips, while slowly pulling down my shorts and underwear. My t-shirt was already gone from the living room. Now, both my mother and I were completely naked. I was lying flat on the bed, and my mother was straddling my lower abdomen, her upper body pressed flat as we kissed. My penis was rubbing against her tender vulva, but I didn't penetrate her. My mother was very sensitive about this, and I didn't dare disobey her. I followed the plan slowly. Mmm… I could feel my penis rubbing against her soft spot between her legs, and my mother was moaning softly. Mmm... Binbin... Bin... Gently... Gently rub... My hands were kneading my mother's pert buttocks hard, and every few seconds I would slap them hard to keep her in place, to keep her slender waist rubbing against my penis. As soon as she stopped, I would slap her buttocks, and she would move again. This feeling was indescribable. Once upon a time, that cold, beautiful, and shrewd mother was now lying naked on top of me, moaning incessantly with my thrusts and rubbing. It was a kind of conquest that was hard to describe, but I still couldn't penetrate those tender petals. It was indeed a helpless situation. Ah, ahhh, ah, ahhh, my mother cried out, and she climaxed in less than 3 minutes. It seems that my mother enjoys this position. At this moment, my mother was holding the sheets with both hands, her legs tightly closed, lying motionless on top of me. I touched that tender spot, and it was full of moisture! As soon as my hand touched her tender spot, Mom let out a soft moan. She didn't stop me, so I moved even more vigorously, pressing down on her soft petals and gently caressing them. "Mmm..." Mom felt as if she'd been electrocuted, biting her red lips and moaning. The moans grew louder. "Ah, Bin...no, no, ah, mmm, no..." Mom had just climaxed, but now her desire was clearly rising again. It seemed Mom was really sensitive. "Binbin...don't touch Mom there..." When I touched that area, Mom's legs tightened slightly, trapping my left hand between them, her eyes pleading as she looked at Fang Yan. I slapped her buttocks hard with my right hand. "Call me Bin, not Binbin, okay? Xue'er's been naughty. And Xue'er, I've touched and kissed your whole body, why not that spot? Anyway, I won't penetrate you, be good and open your legs." My words immediately stopped my resistance, and my right hand caressed her delicate area while my left hand continued to hold her head down, kissing her. About ten minutes passed. "Ah... Bin, no... no... slower... ah!" At this moment, my right hand was rapidly moving in and out of her delicate area, and she was almost unable to take it anymore, quickly reaching another climax. After about 15 seconds, she recovered, and I asked, "Xue'er, was it good?" She obediently replied, "Mmm." "But I wasn't comfortable at all. It's always you who enjoys it, but my lower body has never felt comfortable," I said helplessly. She replied shyly, "What should I do? I haven't decided what to do with you yet." "Xue'er, I'm going to university in another province soon, and we won't see each other every day anymore. Can't you give me just one time?" I pleaded. She bit her lip and said, "Bin, give me a little more time, okay?" I reluctantly agreed. But then Mom said to me, "Binbin, how about I help you get it out? I'll... I'll give you oral sex, okay?" Mom's voice was incredibly soft, but I still heard her clearly. I excitedly asked, "Xue'er, are you really willing?" Mom replied, "Yes." I patted Mom's pert buttocks, and she obediently sat down next to me. I stood up, my penis pointing towards her face, and Mom said, "Binbin, can you not do this? You're looking down at Mom, Mom is a little embarrassed. Can you lie down?" I stroked Mom's hair and said, "Xue'er is being naughty. Your boyfriend likes this." Mom had no choice but to slightly open her mouth, and my penis slid in smoothly. "Mmm..." Mom let out a flustered moan as my penis was suddenly taken into her warm, wet mouth. I immediately snapped to attention, my legs tensing up in pleasure, and I said in a deep voice, "Mom, take it in, yes, take it in tightly!" Fang Ru closed her eyes and took my penis in even deeper. I slowly thrust in and out. Mmm...mmm. Mom's mouth opened wide from my penis, and she moaned softly. "Xue'er, look up, open your eyes wide." Mom obeyed, tilting her head back slightly and looking at me with wide eyes. Seeing how beautiful she looked, I grabbed her head and thrust hard. After about three minutes, I finally ejaculated, shooting all the semen I'd held back for almost two weeks into her mouth. Mom's mouth was full of my semen, which felt incredibly good to see, and her face was flushed. I really wanted to press her down onto the bed. However, Mom was a little tired from what I'd done, and I didn't want to tire her out further, so I just held her and we fell asleep. Two more months passed. With the passion of our last encounter, Mom and I could basically do anything. We ate together, she gave me oral sex, and I gave her oral sex. We did everything except for actual penetration. Mom kept saying she hadn't thought it through, which left me helpless. In a week, I'll be going to another province. Although there's still some time before school starts, I'm unfamiliar with the place and need to adjust to life there. Tonight was the same as usual. After showering, I went to my mother's room. She was already lying on the bed, completely naked, waiting for me. This has been the case every night for the past two months. At first, I was the one who took the initiative, but I gradually became passive, while she became more proactive. I lay down on the bed, and she leaned her head against me. I stroked her hair. "Binbin, you're leaving in seven days. I don't know how much I'll miss you," she said softly. I pinched her plump buttocks and said, "You forgot again, call me husband." "No way!" she said coquettishly. Over the past two months, I've slowly been asking her to call me husband, but usually she doesn't want to. I only force her to say it when I touch her tender private parts. I gently kneaded her plump buttocks, smelling the delicious scent of her hair. Mom slowly became aroused, pouting as she kissed me. I began to tease her nimble little tongue, swirling it around in her sweet mouth. The moment my lips touched hers, Mom fell into an abyss, slowly losing consciousness, only knowing to follow my tongue's pursuit, sucking on each other's tongues, swallowing each other's saliva. Mom released my mouth: "Husband, take me tonight." What? I was stunned on the spot. Mom actually called me husband, and even asked me to take her... "Okay, Mom, husband." Mom said shyly again. I stood up straight, silently took off my clothes, and then lay on top of Mom. I opened Mom's legs, her labia slightly parted like flower petals, revealing smooth flesh, a clear fluid slowly flowing out, which excited me greatly. I gripped my penis, using the glans to pry open my mother's labia, and thrust hard into her wet opening. "Mmm..." My mother arched her head and let out a soft moan, her brows furrowing slightly, her pink lips bitten white by her teeth. My mother's vagina was unexpectedly tight; it took me several minutes to fully insert my penis, enveloped by layers of flesh, reaching deep into her core. "Xue'er," I called out affectionately. My mother looked at me, and I called her "Mom" again. She still answered, "Mmm." Seeing my mother's obedient expression, I couldn't resist any longer and began my vigorous thrusting. "Ah...mmm...Bin...Binbin...slower..." I was thrusting too fast, and my mother couldn't take it anymore, but I didn't care. I just wanted to fuck this incredibly beautiful woman between my legs to death. Mmm... Ahhh... I thrust faster and faster, my hands kneading and squeezing Mom's nipples. As I squeezed and thrust, Mom's moans intensified. Ah, I can't take it anymore... Ah~ No~Slow down... Ahh, umm... Ah, I thrust rapidly for nearly 15 minutes, feeling like I was about to ejaculate. I said, "Xue'er, can I ejaculate inside?" umm... Ah, Mom was so comfortable with what I was doing that she didn't have the strength to answer. I didn't care anymore and went for my fastest thrust. Ah... I ejaculated into Mom's tender hole. A stream of hot liquid flowed in, and just then, Mom also had an orgasm. Mom's and my liquids mingled together. I lay down. Mom was exhausted. Thrusting was so different from not thrusting. Before, Mom would still have some energy after an orgasm, but today I had her climbing on top of me. After a while, I stroked her perky breasts again and asked, "Wife, was it comfortable?" Mom weakly replied, "Mmm." I held Mom for two minutes, and my penis slowly rose again. I couldn't help it; the feeling of penetration just now was unforgettable, much more comfortable than before. I patted Mom's perky buttocks, and Mom looked at me in confusion. I stood up, my penis thrusting towards my mother's red lips. She pouted and said, "You almost killed me just now, and you want more?" "Heh, you're being naughty again. Call me 'husband,' understand? Today I'm going to properly enjoy my wife's body, is that okay?" I said domineeringly. My mother opened her big eyes, pretending to be angry, "Hmph, you're always bullying me." Seeing my mother's cute face, I cupped her beautiful face and rubbed my penis against her lips. My mother obediently opened her small mouth, and I slowly inserted it. "Ah!" I groaned, holding my mother's head. Seeing my mother kneeling between my legs, giving me oral sex, how could I not be excited? I let my mother suck on my penis. After 8 minutes, I patted my mother's head. My mother looked at me, and I pressed her slender waist down, making her buttocks stick up to my penis. My mother obediently bent over, sticking out her buttocks, waiting for my arrival. I laughed and said, "Wife, help me put my penis into your tender hole, okay?" My mother shyly wiggled her pert buttocks and said, "No, do it yourself." I slapped her buttocks hard and said, "My wife is being naughty, hurry up!" This time, my mother obeyed, grasping my penis and guiding it between her parted petals, letting his terrifying glans press against her small opening. Then she let go, murmuring in a trembling voice, "Husband... come... come in..." I thrust in. Ah, my mother and I both groaned comfortably. This time, I wasn't as rough as before. I wanted to slowly savor my mother beneath me, so my mother started moving. With each thrust, my mother moaned softly. Hmm... ah... Seeing my mother moan, I suddenly pulled my penis out and then thrust it in deeply. My mother immediately cried out loudly. But as soon as I gently thrust in and out, my mother's moans subsided. This gave me a surge of conquering power. I felt like I was playing a violin, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes deep, sometimes gentle. My mother would moan in different ways depending on my rhythm. "Ah...husband...ah, slower, okay~" "Mmm." My mother was now burning with desire, and calling me "husband" became increasingly natural. I suddenly slowed down again, and my mother's moans subsided, but with each thrust, her beautiful waist swayed, her dark hair moved, and her head tilted slightly upwards, emitting melodious sounds. It made my blood boil. She slapped my buttocks hard, and my mother cried out. "Ah, wife, do I feel good inside you?" I asked as I thrust. "Don't ask me that, wife, no~ Ah." My mother wanted to say she didn't know, but my sudden thrust rendered her speechless. I resumed my vigorous thrusting and asked again: "Wife, answer me, do I feel good inside you?" This time, Mom didn't say she didn't know, which meant she knew I was punishing her for her earlier answer: "Husband, you're making me feel so good, ah...husband, slower~ Mmm." As I thrust, I admired Mom's shapely body, especially the beautiful sounds she uttered with each thrust, her body undulating like a water snake. This reminded me of when I was eight and Mom used to spank me, and when I was twelve and did poorly on a test, Mom scolded me angrily. And now, she was trembling beneath me with each thrust. I could make her scream loudly or softly, I could make her call me "husband" obediently. As I thought about this, I realized I was about to ejaculate. I grabbed Mom's shapely buttocks and began my vigorous thrusting. "Ah...husband...slower~ I can't take it." I ignored Mom's tearful voice and continued my violent thrusting. Finally, with a cry, I ejaculated into Mom's tender vagina again. And so, for the next seven days, my beautiful mother trembled beneath me, moaning, frantically writhing her slender waist and pert buttocks to please me. After seven days, I went to another province, but I rented a room outside the university; I didn't live on campus. As for why, when I mentioned it, my mother blushed and looked at me. I knew she understood what I meant.I couldn't take it anymore. I ignored my mother's tearful voice and thrust violently. Finally, with a cry, I ejaculated into my mother's tender vagina again. For the next seven days, my beautiful mother trembled beneath me, moaning, frantically writhing her slender waist and pert buttocks to please me. Seven days later, I went to another province, but I rented a room outside the university instead of living on campus. As for why, when I mentioned it, my mother blushed and looked at me. I knew she understood what I meant.I couldn't take it anymore. I ignored my mother's tearful voice and thrust violently. Finally, with a cry, I ejaculated into my mother's tender vagina again. For the next seven days, my beautiful mother trembled beneath me, moaning, frantically writhing her slender waist and pert buttocks to please me. Seven days later, I went to another province, but I rented a room outside the university instead of living on campus. As for why, when I mentioned it, my mother blushed and looked at me. I knew she understood what I meant.

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