【Secret Whispers of Motherhood II - Days of Loving My Mother】Author: Unknown

Secrets of My Mother II: Days of Loving My Mother
Author: Unknown
Word Count: 8,000
My ability to marry my mother was entirely due to a wonderful arrangement by fate.
My mother's name is Su Meixue. She is truly a natural beauty. Although she is 37 years old this year, she shows
no signs of aging. Her beautiful long curly hair perfectly embodies her nobility and femininity, while also
adding a touch of mystery to this woman with a complicated past, allowing her to radiate a quiet glow. She is as
glamorous as the actress Xiao Qiang. And she has always been the woman I love most in my heart. I remember Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, saying when he was down on his luck:
"I should marry Yin Lihua; I should become an official like Zhi Jinwu." Although I am not as great as Liu Bang, I also hope to "
marry my mother; let us grow old together in this life." Unfortunately, I know that my love for my mother was only permitted in ancient times
, so my burning love has always been hidden deep in my heart. I know my mother has always been lonely, and for a
time, she was very depressed. I know this was because of a lack of love, because women my mother's age can't
live without love. Deep down, I know this is because of my mother's lack of love. However, I often feel that my mother seems a little melancholy. Our family
's circumstances are poorer than other families, which is why my mother sometimes worries. I can faintly hear
her crying secretly in her room, and it makes me very sad. I know she feels very hard,
so I want to do what I can to make her happy. Because my mother is indeed a beautiful and wonderful
woman.
When I was very young, my father divorced my mother for another woman, and my mother raised
me alone. My mother supported the family alone, and life was quite difficult, but the family was very close. Because
of this, we developed a bond of sharing hardships and comforting each other, which has remained unchanged even after we grew up.
I developed a habit since I was a child: I kiss my mother's cheek every day before leaving home. Now I am 15
years old, but I still do it every day, and everyone is used to it. Recently, I've noticed a change in her gaze—a
brighter, warmer look, filled with an indescribable charm. Each time I kiss her, her body trembles slightly.
Once, she even wrapped her arms around my waist, asking me to kiss her a few more times.
Another time, she even put her arms around my neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed my lips.
I also feel a difference in my feelings for my mother: I've started to notice her beauty and her rosy, delicate skin, and
I especially want to kiss her more.
There's no such thing as unappreciated talent; it's all about whether you've given it your all. Love isn't just talk; it
needs to be expressed and felt through actions. Therefore, for my mother's love, for loving my mother, I must change, I
absolutely must change!
To pursue true love, I've transcended worldly norms and common sense.
In this world, there is a mother who selflessly gave her entire youth to her beloved son.
She never cared what her tomorrow would hold. But her son did care, because I know that if
this is a gamble, then my mother is gambling her own youth on her son's future!
So, I secretly resolved that I absolutely could not lose this gamble! To that end, I was going to participate in this gamble,
to continue this gamble with my mother, and to gamble my youth on my mother's future! —
But would fate allow us to win?
It's been a year since I secretly started trading stocks. At first, I didn't dare use real money to buy and sell stocks, only conducting
simulated trading. Perhaps I was born with a talent for stock trading, or perhaps it was due to my mother's strict upbringing over the years.
When I saw the results of my simulated stock trading at the end of the month-long trial period, I couldn't believe my
eyes. So, I resolutely used the pocket money my mother usually gave me as capital to begin this adventure to realize my dream. But a few days ago, after opening a new account with my newly obtained ID card, I 　　was exposed by a confirmation call
from the securities exchange . 　　My mother clearly disapproved of my stock trading: "Good heavens, do you know how risky stock trading is? Besides, 　　our family isn't wealthy; we simply can't afford it!" 　　I didn't argue, but when I showed her my bankbook, she 　　was stunned when she saw the 1.7 million yuan on it. Perhaps stock trading really did change my personality, and she acquiesced. 　　But she made me promise that stock trading absolutely wouldn't affect my health or studies, and that I should study more finance 　　—in stock trading, there's only temporary luck, not permanent luck. 　　I agreed to everything. My mother smiled and told me that she knew what I was thinking, and that seeing her son 　　grow up, mature, and sensible made her very happy. 　　Perhaps others would say that stock trading changed me, but I know that what truly changed me wasn't stock trading, but my mother 　　. The more I interacted with her, the more I understood the greatness of her love; she had given so much. 　　If I continued to close myself off, how could I repay my mother's love? 　　"Mom, you've worked so hard all these years, supporting this family alone. 　　I know how much you've suffered and how much loneliness you've endured for me. Mom, I want you to know that I truly love you, and I will always be with 　　you." 　　I was moved, gazing deeply at my mother, who was also touched, tears welling in her eyes. 　　She gently said, "I know you love me, I've known since you were little, but you know that in normal 　　society, this kind of feeling isn't accepted. I want to give you confidence and strength; you can 　　do anything for me, as long as you're okay. And I also have special feelings for you, even though these feelings go beyond the 　　norm. Because you've been my protector since childhood." 　　"No, Mom. Because of you, this world is wonderful. The luckiest thing in my life is falling in love with you. I 　　can lose anything in this world, but I can't lose you. I can't give you up. I can disregard everything else, but I 　　can't be without you by my side. Because I love you! If love cannot be expressed in words, I'm willing to 　　prove it with my life. Because you are the most beautiful goddess in my heart..." My mother opened her mouth, and I kissed her deeply. 　　Time seemed to stand still; the long kiss melted away our embrace. 　　Our lips finally parted, and we breathed heavily. Mom's face was as red as a girl's for the first time.

We gazed at each other for a long time. My mother whispered in my ear, as if breathing, "Mom specially
sprayed perfume on you!"
I couldn't resist kissing her again. My mother chuckled and dodged, and I could
n't help but reach out to caress her breasts. Surprisingly, she didn't stop me, and blushed as she said, "My good son, don't rush. Mom is willing to give herself to you. Mom's
body has already been given to you... I won't break my promise. But for a man, having sex every day
isn't good for his health in the long run. Besides, Mom needs you forever, not just temporarily. Do you understand?"
That day, my mother and I had sex repeatedly. My mother came again and again. Because she told me it
was a safe period, I unabashedly ejaculated into her vagina, scalding her uterus,
the place that had once nurtured me. My mother's bold moans seemed never to stop, uttering every lewd word she knew
. With my guidance, it became even more depraved.
This woman, my own mother, my completely liberated sexual partner—I was certain in my heart that
all the ultimate sexual pleasure was here. What more could I ask for than a celestial beauty?
Our intercourse lasted until 10 p.m., our juices almost dried up. The comb
, the floor, my mother's and my bed were covered in traces of our debauchery, especially my bed, strewn with
pubic hair from our intense lovemaking.
After a snack, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, when I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a full, round bottom, wearing a
tight pink panty that clung tightly to the bulging flesh, a deep slit in the middle.
"Oh… Mom… Good… Morning," my mother said, her hand constantly stroking my penis, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, teasing
me until I could barely contain myself and wanted to grab her and have sex with her.
Seeing that Mom had closed her eyes, looking completely absorbed, she rubbed her cheek against my penis. Finally,
she slowly stuck out her tongue and began licking the glans, then opened her mouth and took my entire penis into her mouth.
Wow! It felt so good. Mom's mouth was like a suction cup, sucking up and down.
"Slurp...slurp..." The sucking sounds kept coming from Mom's mouth. A while later, she took
my testicles into her mouth, sucking in and out from left and right. After a few minutes, I couldn't hold back any longer. While Mom was sucking my penis again
, I ejaculated into her mouth.
I heard a gulp as Mom swallowed it, then licked the area around my penis clean.
After another frenzied sexual encounter, we ate breakfast.
Special News Report:
On 10th, 2008, at 6:15 PM, a taxi driven by 41-year-old male
driver Wang XX, carrying two passengers, departed from Lai Yiu Estate to the Sea Palace. At approximately 6:30 PM,
the taxi was traveling in the slow lane near the entrance to Route 3 on the Ting Kau Viaduct on Tuen Mun Road, preparing to enter Route 3
towards the Tai Lam Tunnel. At the same time, a container trailer, driven by a 53-year-old male driver, Li XX, without a cargo container
, approached along the center lane. Li claimed that he braked suddenly to avoid a light commercial vehicle cutting into the fast lane,
causing the container trailer to veer to the left and collide with the rear of the taxi. The taxi's rear bumper was torn off, and it subsequently crashed into the viaduct
's guardrail. Although the taxi briefly stopped beside the viaduct, it ultimately plunged 35 meters down the Ting Kau Tsuen
hillside and overturned. The taxi was severely damaged, and two passengers were ejected from the vehicle or trapped under the wreckage. Due to the violent impact
, the taxi driver and one passenger died at the scene, while Li later died in hospital.
"Why...why...why is God playing such a cruel joke on me?"
I cried incessantly beside a hospital bed.
"Didn't we promise to walk together forever? Didn't we promise to be together forever?
Didn't we talk about so many dreams...Why did you leave me first?...Why is God
playing such a cruel joke on me?..."
Lying on the bed was my mother, a truly stunning beauty, in the prime of her life.
Sadly, however, her complexion wasn't rosy, but a lifeless, deathly pale.
Just then, an old gentleman walked up to me. "Don't be sad anymore... The dead can't be brought back to life... I know you love my daughter very much, and I've always considered you my son... Everyone 　　is heartbroken by
what happened , but I believe my daughter wouldn't want to see you like this..." 　　"I know... I know... but... I want to be alone for a while... I want to spend more time 　　with her... stay by her side... She's terrified of hospitals... she's terrified of injections and doctors... she 　　's just like a little child..." I said with a bitter smile. 　　"Hmm... alright. Then you have to take care of yourself, okay?" The old man knew it was impossible 　　to persuade me to leave, so he could only let me stay by her side. 　　"I will. Don't worry too much," I replied. 　　Just as the old man slowly walked out of the ward and gently closed the door, 　　the nurses outside whispered among themselves after seeing him walk away. 　　"Do you know what happened in that ward?" 　　"Not really! Do you know?" 　　"Yeah! I was the one who handled the emergency room that day." " 　　Oh! What happened? Tell me quickly!" 　　"Well! It was around 11 o'clock that day. It was raining heavily outside when the phone rang, 　　saying an ambulance needed to bring in an emergency patient. They brought back a woman, apparently from a car accident. She 　　didn't have any external injuries, but her spleen ruptured, and she bled to death before she could be saved." " 　　Oh! I see! And who were that man and that old gentleman?" 　　"The old gentleman was the woman's father, and the man seemed to be her son. They seemed to have been together for a long time and 　　were about to get married. I heard it happened after they went to pick out their wedding dresses when they were hit by a car on the road." 　　"Ah! That's terrible!" 　　"Yes! It's ironic! They were about to get married and this happened... It's really frustrating..." 　　After the two nurses finished speaking, they went back to their own work.

In the hospital room, I gently held my mother's hand, rubbing it against my cheek. "Why did you
leave?... Why wasn't it me who left?... Do you know how much I wished I could take your place? At least
I wouldn't have parents to worry about! But you just left without caring about me and your parents... But don't worry!
I'll take good care of your parents. If I could just let you get up and see me one more time, hug me one more time,
I'd die happy!"
At that moment, the hospital room door quietly opened. Someone seemed afraid of disturbing the person beside the bed,
deliberately minimizing their footsteps.
I seemed to notice their arrival, but I didn't want to turn my head to look at them, still silently
watching the woman on the bed.
"Doctor, I know it's you. We've been friends for years. Don't worry about me. I just wanted to
spend more time with her tonight... Don't worry, I'll take care of myself."
I said without turning my head.
"Sigh... This is bad for everyone. No one expected this to happen...
I... I can only say that if you also fall ill, it will be even worse for everyone. You...
we've been friends for so many years, I believe you understand what I mean. I'm on duty tonight, so please have a nurse let me know if anything happens
." The doctor standing behind the man said helplessly.
"I know. Go ahead and get busy. Let's have a good drink another day, you and I." I
answered without turning my head, my gaze fixed only on the face on the bed.
Time passed slowly, and soon the sky outside the window changed from the afternoon twilight to a glittering starry sky.
The person in the room remained unchanged. Then, the door to the ward opened again.
"Is that you? Don't worry, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Are you busy? Shouldn't the doctor
be looking for another room tonight?" I reacted the same way as in the afternoon, without turning around.
"Hehe! Sir, I can tell you really love her, right?" But
the voice behind me wasn't the doctor's; it was a faint, hollow, echoing sound, unreal.
I realized it wasn't my friend's voice and quickly turned around.
I saw a person standing behind me, less than 150 centimeters tall, with a sweet,
baby-faced appearance, but incongruously mature eyes—eyes that seemed to see right through people.
Although he wore a smile, there was a chilling aura about him.
He wore a well-fitting suit, and his exposed hands were strikingly different: one hand was childlike and delicate, the other
withered and emaciated, creating a sense of disharmony, yet also a strange
unity.
"You...you...who are you?" Like everyone else who encountered him, I stammered, asking
the same question everyone asks.
"Hehe! Don't be too nervous. I'm here to help you achieve what you most desire!
I know exactly what you want right now," the mysterious figure said.
"Fine! You say you know what I most desire! Then tell me!" I
yelled at the person in front of me for some reason, perhaps instinctively, because I didn't want to be seen through.
But, no matter how much I didn't want to be seen through, the mysterious figure still slowly revealed his wish.
"You want your mother, the one in bed, to come back to life, right? And you also hope that something can
help your penis get through this difficult time, right?"
"You... how did you know?" I wasn't too surprised when I heard about my mother,
since anyone with eyes could see that, but when the person in front of me mentioned my seriously injured penis, I was truly
shocked. After all, only a handful of people knew about it.
How did this person know about it? Was he a paparazzi from a gossip news outlet?
"Hehe! Don't be so nervous! And I'm not one of those boring paparazzi! Like I said, I'm here to help you fulfill
your wish!" The mysterious figure said, as if reading my mind.
"You...you...how did you know what I was thinking?" I hated that blatant feeling even more
, and shouted anxiously.
"Don't be so nervous, here, this is my business card! Nice to meet you!" The mysterious figure
took out a black business card from his breast pocket and handed it to the man.
"Ominous?!" I read the name on the business card.
"Heh! That's right! I'm the public relations manager of the Life Exchange Company! It's a pleasure to have you as a client
!" Ominous revealed a strange smile.
"Life Exchange Company?! You can exchange for the life you want without paying any fees?! The price is
a part of your life?!" The man held the business card and read the brief introduction of the company.
"That's right! You read it all correctly! The price is a part of your life because we'll give you a new
life, but a person can't have two lives at the same time. So, you need to give up your old life as
the price," Ominous explained.
"Okay! I've decided to switch!" I made my decision immediately after hearing this.
"Hmm! Won't you reconsider?" Ominous asked.
"No! Life without her is no different from death! If I can get her back, I'll pay any
price!" I answered resolutely.
"Okay! Then... this way please." After saying that, Ominous turned around and gestured
for me to leave, leading the man towards the ward door.
At this moment, the corridor outside the ward was no longer the usual one where you could turn left or right, but had become a dark purple, eerie tunnel that stretched forward
. The tunnel itself seemed to be writhing, whether it was an illusion or not
.
After I followed Ominous out of the tunnel, I found myself in a very classic European-style tea room.
Exquisite furniture and tea sets were laid out, and a pot of fragrant fruit and floral tea sat on the table, as if the host
had anticipated my arrival. But this was no longer important to me.
"Come! Please sit down. This is the finest fruit and floral tea," Ominous said, pulling out a chair for me and pouring...
"Bring me a cup of floral tea, a cup that looks as vibrant as blood.
" "No need, I just want to switch lives quickly and be with her," I replied dismissively.
"Heh! Don't rush, there are some things I need to explain to you first," Ominous
said unhurriedly. "It's about your case. Because it involves someone who has passed away, things
might change to some extent."
"Change? What changes? Becoming a different person?" I asked, puzzled.
"Heh! That won't happen. It's just that for certain reasons, we need to turn back time a month, otherwise your
mother will remember the circumstances of her death, and the people around her won't accept it," Ominous answered.
"Yes! That's fine. But won't she die a month later?" I asked.
"Yes! You'll remember everything, as long as you remember the events of that day and prevent the same thing from happening again
. That is, what caused her to go to that place that day? Just make sure that cause doesn't happen again
. And you'll have to exchange your own spirit, internal organs, and blood for her life!" Ominous
replied with a smile. At that moment, I was preoccupied with thinking about the events of that day and didn't realize 　　how terrifying
Ominous's smile was. 　　"Okay! The reason she went to the place where she was hit was because after I proposed to her, she went to look at wedding dresses. I 　　can just propose to her again later." I finally accepted the condition. 　　"Hehe! To express our apology, in addition to giving you the life you want, our company will also provide 　　you with a regenerating penis, allowing you to give your mother a sexually fulfilling life, gaining both wealth and beauty." After saying this, Ominous 　　took out a contract from behind his back. 　　"Please take a look at the contents of this contract and see if you can accept them all. If you can, please read the precautions 　　section. If everything is fine, please sign here." 　　I looked at the contract and thought everything was correct, so I went to the precautions. 　　"1. The customer may not request to exchange back to their original life after exchanging lives. The original 　　life after the exchange will belong to our company, and our company has all the rights to use it. 2. The customer may not abandon their loved one 　　after starting a relationship. 3. If the above is violated, the customer shall bear all responsibilities and problems that arise, 　　and our company shall not be held responsible for any such responsibilities and problems." 　　I looked at it, and apart from the second point which had some special requirements, the rest seemed normal. Thinking about how I 　　hoped to spend my life with her and had no complaints about her, it shouldn't be a problem. After reviewing everything, 　　I signed my name and bloody handprint in the signature column. 　　"Hehe! Thank you very much for your patronage! Well then, please enjoy your new life." 　　After Ominous finished speaking, I felt drowsy and fell asleep on the table. 　　When I woke up again, I found myself lying in bed in the suite. I immediately checked the date; it really was 　　a month ago. My mother and everyone around me reacted normally; no one seemed to have experienced time rewinding 　　. Everything was so natural. But I was the happiest person there because I remembered 　　the general fluctuations in the stock market and international trade over the past month, and I still had 1 million yuan in cash in my account. 　　This made me even happier, and I decided to use this extra money to make a fortune this month, so 　　I could give my mother a better family within a month. 　　I heard my mother making breakfast in the kitchen. I quietly went into the kitchen and secretly kissed 　　her cheek from behind. 　　I didn't let my mother off the hook before leaving. My mother, like a fairy, exuded a mature woman's 　　charm. 　　I took the bankbook out of my pocket again and handed it to her, pleading, "Mom, please accept it. 　　You've worked so hard raising me all these years; it must have been so tiring. This money isn't much, but it's all 　　earned by myself. I believe I'll earn more in the future. Mom, please don't go to work anymore. Look at 　　all these years—you worked during the day to support me, and then cooked and did laundry for me at night, and you even taught me. 　　Really, although you're still beautiful, you've lost so much. I'm grown up now, and I'll never let you suffer again 　　." My voice trembled slightly. Then I pressed my lips to my mother's. She closed her eyes, and I 　　pressed myself against her, our lips touching. We remained silently locked in this moment. Suddenly, she took a deep breath 　　and released her tongue into my mouth. I felt a smooth, sweet taste enter, and I quickly returned the favor 　　. But when my tongue touched hers, she pulled it back, which only fueled my 　　excitement. I pushed my tongue deeper into her mouth, finally touching hers. It was sweet, and we 　　sweetly sucked on each other, our tongues intertwined… kissing until I was satisfied. Mom promised she wouldn't 　　go to work! 　　I stood downstairs at her office, holding a bouquet of flowers, waiting for her to get off work. Mom loves lilies, and my bouquet 　　included striking pure white lilies. I stood there, impeccably dressed in my suit, waiting for her. The young people passing by 　　cast envious glances. Who was this beautiful bouquet for? 　　The elevator doors opened, and Mom and her colleague stepped out. "Wow! What beautiful flowers!" The exclamation 　　of surprise didn't come from Xiaohui, but from one of my mother's female colleagues. My mother just smiled slightly, came to my side, took 　　my hand, said goodbye to her colleague, and hurriedly pulled me away. 　　"Goodness, can you not be so dramatic? There are many people in my company who are over thirty and still unmarried," my mother scolded me, but I could tell she was very happy inside, as 　　could be seen 　　from her unintentional sweet smile . 　　"Although it's my birthday, we can just celebrate casually, no need to be so formal," 　　my mother said, holding my hand and lovingly touching the bouquet of flowers. 　　Although she told me not to be too formal, she herself was dressed very beautifully, in a trendy 　　red plaid shirt (let's call it polo) and a dark brown belted long skirt. Her waist was small, and her bust and lower body were quite full, 　　which made her figure even more enviable in this kind of clothing.

The lilies were just the first surprise. Soon she received a second.
We went to a five-star hotel in the capital for a candlelight buffet dinner. It was a bit expensive, but the food was
delicious, especially the Japanese sushi and sashimi that Mom loved. I was very attentive, getting her food for her, while
she simply sat quietly like a lady in her sea-view seat, admiring the dark waves crashing in
and the twinkling lights of the buildings along the shore.
After our "five rounds of feasting," we were full, and we sat quietly, looking at each other
's faces. Slightly intensify the purple eyeshadow on the eyes, and apply a glossy, maltose-like lip gloss. Use an orange-red
blush, lightly sweeping it on both sides of the cheeks. Add white eyeliner to the lower eyelid to highlight the eyes, making him
feel surrounded by your aura. Emphasize the eyelashes, making them full and curled. I changed into the purple, see-through, openwork tulle dress I'd bought for her
. Sitting on my lap, her breasts were half-exposed, transforming her into a sexy and romantic figure. As she
sat down, the dress rode up, revealing her smooth, white thighs. Her shapely calves, accentuated by her high heels, appeared
even longer and more alluring. Her unique and elegant curves, along with the captivating Roman collar design, and her
incredibly sexy back—a back view that was utterly irresistible, utterly mesmerizing, impossible to look away
from!
I reached out to unbutton her shirt collar, revealing more of her cleavage.
"Good heavens! This is a public place. Can't you be a little more respectable?" My mother pushed my hand away.
I took a jewelry box from my briefcase, opened it, and pulled out a sparkling white gold
necklace with a ruby at the bottom.
"Mom, this is for you, a birthday present," I said softly.
I went over and placed the necklace around her delicate neck. The ruby rested on her snow-white skin,
perfectly complementing her purple, sheer, openwork dress. I lowered my head and gently kissed her neck, savoring
the subtle fragrance of her perfume… After a long pause, my mother finally said, “Thank you, you’re so kind.” Then she wrapped her arms around my
neck and kissed my lips.
[The End]

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