The rich girl's illegitimate child

The office was quiet, save for the rustling of papers. Li Ruoming sat on the guest sofa, her eyes downcast over the reports clutched in her hands.
Her assistant knocked on the door and entered.
"Miss, we've found out. The child is in an orphanage in the neighboring city of Y." "Okay, I understand," Li Ruoming smiled.
Li Ruoming was the eldest daughter of the Li family. Her father had her late in life, and her brother, Li Zeyu, was fifteen years her senior. He had always treated her like a daughter, showering her with love and affection.
Now thirty, Li Ruoming remained single, and no one would guess that this famously aloof goddess of Z city had a child.
When Li Ruoming was eighteen, she fell for a senior a year her senior. They consummated their relationship and she became pregnant. Her family discovered her pregnancy out of wedlock and took her away. They initially wanted to abort the child, but Li Ruoming's health prevented her from giving birth. However, just two months after birth, the child was secretly abandoned at an orphanage by her family.
Li Zeyu had met this senior student privately. Tempted by money, he agreed to leave Li Ruoming, leaving her heartbroken. From then on, she never showed any interest in men again, which is why she remains single.
After all, he was her own flesh and blood, and Li Ruoming's relationship with her family had become very strained, only easing in recent years.
Li Ruoming is always decisive and efficient; a few days later, she drove her red sports car to the orphanage in Y City.
Having already done the preliminary work, Li Ruoming only needed to obtain the child's consent.
The boy should be twelve years old, but he looked no more than nine, thin and small. While the others were in groups of three or five, the boy seemed somewhat withdrawn, huddled alone in a corner with two homework books in front of him.
Li Ruoming leaned closer, watching with interest what he was writing. "There's an easier way to solve this problem," she said, picking up a pen and writing the problem on a blank sheet of paper beside her. She nodded, "Isn't this much simpler?"
The boy glanced silently at the beautiful hand resting on the edge of the table, ignoring her, and continued writing using his own method.
Li Ruoming, however, didn't mind his indifference. She squatted down, looked at the child, and smiled slightly at him.
"You're my own child, don't you want to come home with me?"
The boy shrank back against the wall, gripping his pen tightly, his head bowed, neither speaking nor looking up at her.
"Because of some special reasons, you were separated from me when you were little. I've been looking for you for so long," Li Ruoming said softly. "From now on, I will care for you, love you, and no one will be able to hurt you again. I can take you anywhere to play, cook you delicious food... So, would you like to come home with me?" The boy finally looked at her. Then he nodded slightly.
******************************************** Li Ruoming named him Li Yan. It was April, so Li Ruoming simply suspended his classes and arranged for him to transfer schools. She also bought many necessities for Xiao Li Yan, and it was already late.
Li Ruoming owned a villa in Y City, a small two-story house, a birthday gift from her brother.
She only stayed there when she was on business trips to Y City, and it was cleaned and maintained by a professional. The villa was located in a quiet place, with the other houses spaced far apart. A path behind the house led to a lake, where a broken wooden bridge and a small boat could be vaguely seen.
"You know, staying up late will stunt your growth, go to bed early," Li Ruoming said to Li Yan, who was still leaning against the headboard reading a book after taking a shower.
Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, a gentle smile graced her cherry lips, and a black silk slip dress clung to her slender body, her full breasts proudly erect, revealing a glimpse of her fair cleavage from the wide neckline. The hem of the dress barely covered her rounded buttocks, and glimpses of her cleavage were faintly visible beneath. Beneath her short skirt, a pair of long, straight legs, encased in stockings to combat the night's chill, were a beautiful sight. She wore slippers.
"Want a bedtime story? I've heard it's something every mother goes through. How about I read you a few?" Li Ruoming asked, picking up a storybook.
Li Yan, lying in bed, nodded gently.
Li Yan wasn't talkative, probably because of his frail physique and being an orphan abandoned at a young age. He was bullied and ostracized in both the orphanage and school. Being bullied and receiving no help likely contributed to his withdrawn nature.
Li Ruoming's voice was melodious, lowered slightly, making it sound incredibly gentle.
The bedside lamp cast a soft glow on her
profile, making her appear both hazy and captivating.
The next day, Li Yan woke up as usual, but suddenly realized something was wrong—his head was buried against Li Ruoming's large, soft chest, his mouth and nose filled with the intoxicating scent of her breasts. Their legs were intertwined, one of her legs between them, her short skirt was completely lifted up to her waist, and Li Yan's hands rested on Li Ruoming's firm, fleshy buttocks in her delicate stockings, his morning erection proudly pressing against the base of her stockinged legs.
Li Yan felt a little embarrassed, and carefully got up, moving gently without making a sound, but the person next to him still woke up and reached out to poke his cheek.
"Good morning, I got sleepy while I was reading last night and didn't want to walk back, so I just fell asleep. Want to get up and go for a run with me?" Li Ruoming said casually. Of course she felt natural; this was her own son, and he still looked like a little boy, so there was no way she could feel uncomfortable.
******************************************** That day, Li Ruoming wore a high ponytail, a white short-sleeved shirt, a denim skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and white sneakers. The thirty-year-old woman still looked youthful and beautiful.
She found two fishing rods and bait in the storage room. "Xiao Yan, come on, let's go fishing. If we catch any, we'll eat fish tonight."
A boat was moored by the lake, seemingly used by someone. Li Yan, who had grown up in an orphanage, had never been on a boat before. He swayed a couple of times before Li Ruoming pulled him down to sit.
Li Ruoming showed him how to bait the hook. Li Yan imitated her. He learned quickly, and Li Ruoming praised him a couple of times before rowing the boat to the center of the lake. The two sat at opposite ends of the boat, fishing.
Soon, Li Yan's float began to sag. It was probably a big fish; Li Yan couldn't reel it in, and finally stood up and started pulling it backward. But he pulled too hard, and with a splash, Li Yan fell into the water.
The situation changed too quickly. Seeing Li Yan thrashing about in the water, Li Ruoming knew he couldn't swim at all, so he had to go in and pull him out.
Li Ruoming pushed Li Yan onto the boat, and seeing him sitting there completely soaked, like a wet, fluffy puppy, looking a little dazed, made him chuckle.
Li Ruoming wrung out his clothes and smiled at Li Yan. "You can't not swim, I'll teach you next time." He was dressed simply, and now, completely soaked, his clothes clung to his body, making his ample bosom very obvious.
As he spoke, Li Ruoming suddenly noticed his red ears and teased, "What are you embarrassed about? You're still so young."
******************************************* Li Ruoming had a small swimming pool in his villa in Z City. The weather in July was already quite hot, a perfect time to learn to swim.
Li Yan had absolutely no talent for swimming; after several days of instruction from Li Ruoming, he still only knew how to splash around as soon as he got in the water.
Seeing that he had tried for several days without success, Li Ruoming advised him to give up if he couldn't learn it, but Li Yan continued to practice every day, putting in a lot of hard work.
Li Ruoming found it quite amusing to watch the boy splashing around in the water every day.
Sometimes he would join him.
She splashed around in the water.
At home, Li Ruoming always preferred a more casual style, sometimes even wearing a sexy bikini. Her perfect teardrop-shaped breasts were mostly exposed, perky and full; her waist was incredibly slender; her buttocks were round and plump; the thin fabric barely covered her private parts; and her long legs were straight and slender. You couldn't tell this woman was already thirty years old, a mother of one.
Li Yan would always blush and avoid looking too closely. This boy didn't talk much, and his facial expressions were few, so Li Ruoming, wanting to see his embarrassed expression, wore the bikini several times, each time poking his cheek with her slender fingers and teasing, "What are you shy about?"
Until one day, Li Ruoming discovered that the boy who usually ran with her every morning was nowhere to be seen. Entering his room, she learned that the young man was delirious with fever. After
some fuss and an IV drip, Li Ruoming reflected that she had indulged him too much in the swimming pool these past few days. His already malnourished body had caught a chill and become so ill.
Sick Li Yan became particularly clingy, always wanting to snuggle in his mother's arms. Li Ruoming sometimes blushed from his clinging, but seeing his small, pitiful, and innocent appearance, she felt pity and didn't say anything. She already took good care of him, but now she was even more attentive.
Li Yan's illness came and went quickly; after he fully recovered, he resumed his swimming lessons. This time, he seemed to have a breakthrough, learning rapidly and becoming quite proficient in just a few days.
******************************************** Li Yan was transferred to a private middle school in Z city. Thirteen, fourteen, and fifteen-year-old children are at a time of heightened sexual desire and budding understanding. Li Yan was precocious from a young age; even though he was quiet and uninterested, he developed subtle, unusual feelings under the influence of these wealthy children.
Li Yan gradually began to see his mother as a woman. He noticed her clothing; Li Ruoming was completely unguarded around her, always wearing skirts, stockings, and high heels—cool in summer, elegant in winter.
When Li Yan was fifteen, he had a vivid, erotic dream filled with images of Li Ruoming. Upon waking, he felt a dampness in his groin. This physical sensation left the boy bewildered, and he secretly washed his underwear. Although the housekeeper always washed the clothes, Li Yan was still afraid Li Ruoming would find his dirty underwear piled in the laundry basket. However, after a while, Li Ruoming discovered it, leading to another round of teasing.
After that, Li Yan began to avoid exposing his body to Li Ruoming, even when swimming, he would quickly get into the water, swim a couple of laps, and then hurriedly wrap himself in a large towel.
It wasn't until he was sixteen that Li Yan realized his feelings for Li Ruoming were unusual. He wanted to pin her down and violate her. But he knew Li Ruoming wouldn't accept such a distorted relationship, so he remained silent and suppressed his desires.
Sometimes, unable to resist, he would secretly go to Li Ruoming's room to take her stockings and masturbate. The feeling of his penis being encased in stockings was incredibly stimulating, and he quickly ejaculated everywhere. Li Yan, feeling guilty, blushed and went to clean up the scene.
******************************************** Today was Li Ruoming's birthday. She hosted a small party; there weren't many people, mostly her friends, several of whom were childhood friends of Li Ruoming and her brother Li Zeyu—a circle of friends who knew each other fairly well.
As the main character, Li Ruoming was very busy that evening.
Li Yan sat quietly in a corner chair, occasionally glancing at Li Ruoming, watching her elegant smile as she spoke with others, sipping her wine. His gaze lingered on her lips, which appeared even more rosy after drinking. His thoughts drifted elsewhere.
Time seemed to stand still for Li Ruoming; the naiveté of a woman in her thirties had long since vanished, replaced by a fully blooming flower, fragrant, elegant, and captivating.
By the time the party ended, Li Ruoming was quite drunk. She usually drank, but only in moderation, rarely this much.
Li Yan helped her back to her room and lay down. Li Ruoming lay on the bed, her long hair disheveled, her eyes closed, long eyelashes casting shadows, her cheeks flushed pink like rouge, alluring and captivating.
She wore a black fishtail fitted dress—a gift from Li Yan, and she looked beautiful in it.
No, perhaps it wasn't the dress; she looked good in anything.
Li Yan knelt down and took off her high heels, placing them aside. Long legs, jade-like feet encased in black stockings, a thin layer, hazy and beautiful, exuding a silent allure. Li Yan hadn't drunk any alcohol, but looking at her, he felt a little drunk. Li Yan
sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at her absentmindedly, when suddenly his hand reached out and touched her rosy lips, his thumb caressing them. Finally, unable to resist, he leaned down and pressed his lips to Li Ruoming's slightly parted lips. He felt a sweet, soft warmth on her lips, with a hint of intoxicating alcohol, making him dizzy, and he greedily wanted to possess more.
Perhaps from the prolonged kiss, Li Ruoming groaned softly, making it difficult to breathe. Li Yan, as if waking from a dream, fled the room.
A few minutes later, a soft laugh echoed in the quiet room.
"You managed to resist doing this, what a good boy."
******************************************** During Li Yan's seventeenth summer vacation, Li Ruoming took him to Cyprus Island for a holiday.
After landing, they drove to the booked villa, put their luggage away, and prepared to change into their swimsuits for a swim on the beach.
Li Ruoming wore a black, fitted swimsuit; under the sun's rays, her skin shone white, like a goddess emerging from the sun's rays.
As soon as they arrived on the beach, Li Yan noticed several men's eyes lingering on Li Ruoming. A strange sense of irritation welled up inside him.
Li Ruoming sat under a parasol. "Help me wipe this," she said, waving a bottle of jars at Li Yan.
He told her how to apply it, and Li Ruoming lay down on the blanket, untied her swimsuit straps, and rested her head on her arm, waiting.
After a long while, a hand brushed aside her long hair, and the cool lotion adhered to her back, from her shoulder to her waist.
"All done," Li Yan said in a low, hoarse voice, then placed the bottle beside her. He quickly walked to the beach and plunged into the sea without looking back.
Li Ruoming turned to watch his hurried figure, her hand clenching slightly as if she had grasped something.
Li Yan swam for a while before surfacing—her hands had just brushed against that soft waist, that smooth skin, as if it had a suction force, enticing her hands to stay on it, even wanting to continue downwards… ******************************************** She sat on the beach for about three hours, and more than a dozen men approached Li Ruoming or offered her drinks.
Even though the men weren't close to her and their conversations weren't inappropriate, Li Yan still felt restless and uneasy.
"Xiaoyan, want to go to a deserted island tomorrow?" Li Ruoming crossed his arms. "I heard about a deserted island, and I'm quite interested in it. Want to come along?"
"Sure."
The next morning, the two rented a speedboat and set off. It's easy to get lost at sea, and they didn't arrive until almost noon.
The island wasn't large; besides a few trees and rocks, there was nothing else. It was a bit far from the nearby Saipu Island and didn't have any special features, which was why no one had visited it.
Today, Li Ruoming wore a large sun hat and sunglasses, an off-the-shoulder beach dress that barely covered her hips, and sheer flesh-colored crystal stockings on her long legs, along with sandals. She was radiant.
Li Yan had already set out his things under the shade of a tree. Li Ruoming walked over and sat on the blanket, a basket separating them. They ate their lunch, listening to the sound of the tide in the distance.
In the afternoon, Li Ruoming lay down comfortably. She stretched, looking relaxed, the shade of the tree casting dappled sunlight on her.
"Xiao Yan, lie down here."
Li Yan lay down next to her, and Li Ruoming pulled his arm under her head, closed her eyes, and let out a comfortable moan.
The sea was incredibly quiet here, the water surrounding the island, as if only the two of them remained in the world.
Li Yan gazed at her for a long time, his heart overflowing with desire.
She seemed to be asleep. Li Yan gently called her name, but there was no response. He couldn't resist leaning in to kiss her.
Li Yan, who thought she was fast asleep, suddenly fluttered her eyelashes, opened her eyes, and looked at him.
Li Yan's body stiffened. He was so close to Li Ruoming; with just a slight lowering of his head, he could taste those red lips again.
"How many times have you secretly done this?" Li Ruoming's voice was tinged with laughter. Suddenly, she reached out and wrapped her arms around her son's neck, leaning against him and pressing her luscious red lips against his. "If you want a kiss, you can tell me." Li Yan was startled and couldn't help but embrace her, his voice hoarse. "Do you know what I was just doing?" Why was she so nonchalant?
"I knew a year ago, but I wasn't sure. Maybe it was just your attachment to family... You're still too young."
Li Yan pressed her head against his neck, inhaling her alluring fragrance, his arms tightening as if he wanted to meld her into his body. He had never imagined that Li Ruoming wouldn't reject him.
Although the thin boy had grown into a handsome and upright young man over the years, he still felt insecure and constantly guessed when facing someone he liked and when it came to feelings.
"Whether it's family or love, I only want you." Li Yan finally said these words. "You... are willing to accept me?"
Li Ruoming looked up, cupped his face, looked directly into his eyes, and saw his lips tightly pursed with nervousness.
"Okay..."
Li Yan was excellent. Besides preparing for his return to school in six months, he also read books and materials that interested him.
A couple of years ago, Li Ruoming saw him reading some business-related books and would even give him lessons when he got interested. Besides business, Li Ruoming could also speak fluently about various other fields. Li Ruoming had been personally taught by her grandfather since childhood and was a truly intelligent and knowledgeable young lady.
And when Li Ruoming became fond of teaching, she genuinely liked this student who could learn quickly and apply his knowledge to other situations.
After spending these years together, Li Ruoming began to realize that she had some inappropriate thoughts about her son, which was not the kind of feelings a mother should have for her son.
Li Ruoming was, after all, a woman, and sometimes she thought about relying on men. She wasn't as aloof as she appeared. She was the daughter of a businessman and had always been accustomed to the deceit and hypocrisy of the business world. She had experienced failed relationships, and she knew that the men she met later were only after her family background and her body. So, naturally, Li Yan appeared in her dream as well. The forbidden love intoxicated her, making her feel like she was in heaven. After waking up, she blushed and blamed herself for being such a lewd mother.
******************************************** They held each other tightly for a long time. "Mom, what are you thinking about?" Li Yan asked.
Li Ruoming blushed slightly. "I'm thinking... why Mom fell in love with naughty Xiao Yan." Li Yan was, after all, a teenager in his adolescence. Holding the soft, warm body, he already had a physical reaction. Li Yan hadn't realized it yet, but Li Ruoming had clearly felt her son's hot, firm erection pressing tightly against her abdomen through the thin fabric of his clothes.
Li Yan noticed it when she said that, and teased his mother for once, "What kind of love? The kind of love between mother and son?"
"You naughty Xiao Yan, you're so bad! It's the kind of love a woman has for a man!" Li Ruoming offered her soft lips, her sweet little tongue flicking out, lightly brushing his lips, guiding and teasing the clumsy boy like a snake.
Light and gentle, sweet and soft, it was breathtaking. Li Yan's mind went blank, unable to suppress the flutter in his heart, he responded awkwardly and passionately, their tongues entwining and chasing each other in their mouths, greedily sucking each other's saliva.
Li Yan was, after all, a boy, how could he resist such a charming woman?
Li Ruoming looked at her son's ears and cheeks, which were flushed red, and she wanted to tease him. She slid down, straddling her son's lap, and reached out to pull off Tang Yi's beach shorts. The boy's well-developed and thick penis was freed from its restraints, standing proudly for a full sixteen centimeters.
"Little Yan has grown up." She smiled languidly and charmingly, the allure in her eyes captivating.
Li Yan's chest heaved, one hand covering his eyes, and he softly called her. "Mom." "Mmm..." Li Ruoming seemed to respond to him, as if she were panting softly. The taboo and guilt brought by this address aroused her.
"Has Little Yan ever masturbated?" His penis was grasped by Li Ruoming's soft, boneless little hand.
Li Yan's body stiffened instantly when his mother grasped his genitals. Hearing her words, he felt a little shy, but still nodded.
Li Ruoming saw her usually calm son display a different expression, her smile becoming even more alluring, like a queen.
"Is it Mom's stockings?" Li Ruoming said, her small hand gently stroking his penis up and down.
So she had already discovered it...
"Uh..." Li Yan gasped, unable to speak. Although his mother's movements were slow and seemed unskilled, the simple stroking was already very satisfying for Li Yan.
"I want Mom..." Li Yan no longer hid his inner desire.
"I want to too... but we can't... that's incest... Mom hasn't thought it through yet..." Li Ruoming's magnificent breasts were mostly exposed from her wide neckline because of this position. The black lace bra supported two snow-white mounds, forming a bottomless valley, making one want to bury oneself deep in it and inhale the rich scent of milk. A pair of delicate and soft stockings rubbed tightly against Li Yan's legs, making an enticing "hissing" sound.
"But... if Xiaoyan's penis doesn't go into Mom's vagina, it shouldn't be considered incest, right?" She breathed softly, reaching into her pantyhose to untie the bows on the sides of her black panties, then pulling the entire pair out of the panties and tossing them aside.
Li Ruoming placed her hands on Li Yan's chest, her soft vulva, encased in stockings, slowly pressing against Li Yan's hot, hard penis. With a soft moan, she trembled and twisted her hips, thrusting back and forth, rubbing their genitals together.
"Ah... so good..." Li Yan groaned, tilting her head back, reaching out to grab Li Ruoming's swaying breasts, roughly kneading the breasts that were too large to be grasped with one hand through her clothes.
"Not enough..." Li Ruoming, craving more, was dissatisfied with the barrier between them, tearing open the crotch of her stockings with her hands.
Her alluring pubic hair was sparse and neat, her petals a vibrant pink, like a butterfly poised for flight, with a shy, translucent bud nestled in the center.
The slippery, wet folds gripped his burning shaft; this close contact was tantamount to incest. Their points of contact rubbed rapidly, their desires rising ever higher.
"Ah… Xiaoyan… Mommy’s coming…" Completely lost in pleasure, Li Ruoming’s movements grew increasingly vigorous. In a moment of carelessness, his large glans slid down her wet labia, squeezing into her sweet, narrow opening, then with a "pop," it slipped out.
"Ahhh…" Though the contact was brief, the unexpected insertion was like the final straw, and both men climaxed simultaneously.
Li Ruoming's body convulsed, her honeyed orifice already releasing a large amount of sweet nectar, instantly wetting Li Yan's lower abdomen.
Li Yan's penis throbbed violently, shooting upwards streams of white, sticky fluid. The semen sprayed onto Li Ruoming's abdomen, her stockinged thighs, and even her slippery labia.
[The End]

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