[Changes in Mom's and My Life After Dad Went on a Business Trip] [Author: Mo Yunyan]

Author: Mo Yunyan
Word Count: 7662

My name is Huang Daniao. I just graduated from junior high school. My family is relatively well-off. My father works for a state-owned enterprise;
although his salary is not low, he often has to travel for work. After marrying my father, my mother gave up
her job as a cashier in a restaurant and opened a tobacco and liquor store. The business wasn't particularly successful, but it provided for our daily lives
.
My mother had just graduated from university when she gave birth to me, and she's only thirty-seven years old this year. Because she takes good care of
herself, time hasn't left any marks on her; she still looks as young as she did in her twenties, though she's lost her
youthful innocence. Her pretty, delicate face, while not stunningly beautiful,
exudes . Combined with her large, snow-white breasts, easily a D-cup size, her
not-too-large but perky buttocks, and her long, shapely legs, the allure of a mature, married woman
leaps off the page. My mother's mature body was incredibly alluring. Even her casual movements, like bending over
to pick something up, would evoke a desire to pin her down and fuck her hard. My mother's constitution was also unique
; she never stopped producing milk after I was born, but after I turned three, only my father could enjoy
this abundant supply.
Whether it was due to my family upbringing, the influence of my classmates, or my mother's always
revealing , I matured very early. At only ten years old, I was fascinated by the bodies of mature women. To satisfy
myself, I once sneaked into the women's bathhouse as a little kid. Although my mother dragged me
out, I still got a good look. It was then that I saw my mother's firm, large breasts with
their large, light brown areolas and nipples, her dark and mysterious inverted triangle of soft, pubic hair
, and her perfectly toned abdomen, hips, and legs. I became obsessed with my mother's body
, and that was the first time I had the thought of fucking her.
As I grew older, my desires grew stronger. I would often peek at my mother while she was showering or
secretly take her underwear, smelling it, chewing it gently, and
rubbing it against my penis, imagining her moaning lasciviously beneath me. Each time, I couldn't help but ejaculate on it
, then smear it evenly before putting the underwear back. To this day, my mother seems unaware.
A while ago, I frequented websites featuring mothers and sons engaging in incestuous relationships. Seeing the unsatisfied
desires , I suddenly had some thoughts: My father was often away on business trips; was my mother also lonely, also
experiencing this kind of thirst and unsatisfaction? I seemed to have never seen my mother with anything for "entertainment
." How did she release herself? Until recently, when my father was being sent to England for a year, my
thoughts were finally confirmed.
It was the summer after I graduated from junior high school. My father was being sent to England for work. Upon hearing this news
, I was extremely excited. First, I would have more allowance; second, I could now voyeurize
my mother . When Dad was around, Mom always dressed modestly. Only when it was just the two of us at home would she
let loose with her clothes, often wearing only loose shorts and a t-shirt, sometimes even without
underwear. Whenever Mom bent over or lay on the sofa, I could always vaguely see
that alluring, slightly dark slit through her shorts. I would also slip my hand inside her pants and masturbate wildly,
out .
After Dad went on a business trip, Mom became increasingly unrestrained, losing the virtuous and simple facade she presented to him
. Her inherent allure and maturity shone through. She wore heavy makeup, tight-fitting clothes that accentuated her figure, and sometimes
even a policewoman, maid, or white-collar outfit, all of which fueled my lust as her primary admirer, further solidifying my
resolve to one day have sex with her.
One day, Mom dragged me shopping. In the evening, we passed Wanxing Plaza. Mom was buying
things , and I stood beside her, aimlessly glancing around. Suddenly, I noticed a greasy,
sleazy hiding behind a big tree, staring intently at my mother. I turned around and immediately understood.
Today, my mother was dressed extremely provocatively: a pink spaghetti strap mini dress, white
lace white high-heeled sneakers. Because of the hot weather, my mother, who had already been shopping, was drenched in sweat. The
thin material of her dress was soaked with sweat, clinging to her body and directly
revealing , making her nipples even more prominent. The hem of her dress, billowing in the wind, could no longer
conceal her sexy, panty-free buttocks.
I quietly circled around to the sleazy man's side, and sure enough, the old pervert, one hand on the tree and the other inside
his pants, was intently masturbating while watching my mother's side profile. I didn't say anything, silently taking out my phone and recording
everything . When I saw him pull out his penis and rush towards my mother, I knew what he was up to. I thought to myself,
"Hmph, everything my mother has will be mine. How could I let your semen defile it?" Without hesitation, I
kicked the thug and pinned him to the ground, saying, "Heh, you old bastard, try touching my
woman! I recorded everything you just did. If you don't want to go to jail, get out of here!" My mother
looked over at that moment. When she saw the thug's exposed penis, her face flushed crimson
before she angrily walked over, kicked him again, and scolded, "A pervert like you
should be shot!" Then, my mother pulled me up, spat at the man, and turned to leave. Before leaving, I
waved my phone at the man, who, having just stood up, turned pale and slunk away. At that point,
my mother lost all interest in continuing our stroll and went straight home.
After dinner, I lay in bed, thinking about how I could sleep with my mother, and eventually fell asleep. I don't
know what time it was, but I suddenly felt the urge to urinate. I got out of bed and was about to cross the hallway to the toilet when I suddenly saw my mother wearing
a leopard-print tight dress, carrying her high heels, sneaking out of the house. Curious, I quickly got dressed and
followed her. My mother didn't stop along the way, going straight to a public restroom. Seeing how
familiar she was with the place , I became suspicious and followed her in. Because it was late, the restroom was empty. I
went into the women's room but didn't see my mother. Then I heard a soft moan, so I quickly went to the men's room.
There, in the innermost stall, my mother was sitting on the toilet, her eyes covered with a black cloth, revealing her…
She vigorously rubbed her large breasts with deep red nipples with one hand, drops of white nectar dripping from them;
her legs were spread into an M shape, while her other hand reached down, pushing something up and down into her vagina.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a thick, vibrating dildo. Between moans, Mom said, "I'm sorry, I'm
an unfit mother and wife, I'm a promiscuous mother and wife... um... so good... I
want someone to fuck me, to use me, to play with my mouth, my cunt, and my anus, to
fill every hole with that white semen, to fill my whole body. I'm a whore who craves semen and dicks, a slutty
cunt that needs fucking... ah... actually, I really want that greasy pervert to shove his dick into my hole...
who will fuck this slutty wife of mine?..." Although I knew Mom had been rather promiscuous lately, I had never
imagined her to be in such a wanton state. Then, a sudden surge of excitement washed over me
. This was the perfect opportunity to have sex with my mother! So, in a hoarse, flirtatious voice, I said, "Hey, beautiful, what are you doing alone in
the men's restroom ?"
This unexpected voice startled my mother. To my surprise
, she screamed and orgasmed, even gushing out yellow urine, some of which landed on
my body and face. I licked my lips, savoring the pungent, fishy smell of my mother's cunt, and said with
a lewd grin , "Beautiful lady, it's not right to pee on someone without their permission. I happen
to need to use the toilet right now, so, beautiful lady, could you help me?"
As soon as I finished speaking, my mother spread her labia, pulled out her vibrating dildo, and
began licking it in circles, saying with a seductive smile, "I'm so sorry, sir, I couldn't control myself and splashed you
with my cunt's juices. Come on, let me help you pee, hehe."
Hearing such a warm invitation, and seeing that blindfolded mature woman with her legs spread wide in a seductive, lewd pose, my
dildo instantly became as hard as iron under the overwhelming sense of transgression and the intense visual and auditory impact. Then, with
lightning speed, I pulled off the pants that were preventing me from having sex with my mother and thrust directly into her cunt.
Suddenly, my mother let out a moan and clung to me as something hard and large was thrust into her vagina. The stimulation of
being penetrated caused her to uncontrollably flow with vaginal fluid. Feeling the warmth of my penis on her glans, I wasn't going to be outdone
, and a stream of urine shot into my mother's cunt like a high-pressure water gun.
"Ahhhhh...so hot...ah...so good, so comfortable...sir...your...ah...
big cock...the urine in it...is filling my...um...little cunt...so full...ah...don't rush
...take it slow..." my mother moaned.
I, a hot-blooded teenager, couldn't listen to that. I roared, wrapped my arms around my mother's
thighs, grabbed her plump buttocks, and while kneading them hard, lifted her up
and pressed her against the wall, beginning to vigorously fuck the cunt I had dreamed of for so long.
"Ah...you're such a jerk...you did it...um...it feels so good...ah...
my pussy is filled...so full...good man...good cock daddy...harder...fuck...me...fuck me...
my...slutty hole...slutty hole...ahhh..." Mom cried out, her hands not
idle , one hand holding the electric dildo and stuffing it into her mouth, you could even see the bulge in her throat; the other hand
kept squeezing her firm, gushing breasts, milk spraying freely, the two big fleshy balls
swaying up and down with the rhythm of my thrusting, plus the sweaty smell emanating from the two of them, and Mom's unique lewd mature woman scent, this
originally dirty toilet was instantly enveloped in an atmosphere of hormones, the originally just somewhat cold
atmosphere became incredibly erotic and lewd.
In order to make my mother a mature bitch under my crotch from now on, when we were both about to climax
, I suddenly ripped off the blindfold from my mother's eyes and began to thrust and fuck her even more violently, my penis almost
penetrating her cervix; and at this moment, I freed one hand, quickly snatched the electric dildo from my mother's hand, and then
shoved it into my mother's plump anus.
"Ah... Da'er... you... how... ahhhhhh!!! You bastard... you...
you can't bully me like this... um... humiliate Mommy... ah... so good... I'm going to be fucked to pieces... my pussy and
asshole... ahhh... um... are all... ahhhhh... filled up... moving inside... me
... this slut... whore... bitch... Mommy... is going to be... by... a big cock... ahhhh... son...
... fucking me... I'm going to come... I'm going to fly... ahhhhhh I'm coming out..." Before Mommy could even be surprised that her son had fucked her, the pleasure of having both holes clamped together drove her to a mental breakdown, and a lewd and broken smile
unconsciously appeared on her face . "Fuck...fuck you to death...slutty mother...shameless cum-sucking bitch, mature woman...ah... slutty mother who likes to be fucked...please accept...the irrigation of your son's semen seeds...ah!!! I'm cumming ..." I roared in a low voice while panting heavily, my lower body trembling uncontrollably, and my penis thrust even harder into the depths of my mother's body, directly opening her cervix, and the entire day's stockpile was completely shot into my mother's uterus. At this moment, Mom seemed to have lost her mind. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes were lifeless , and the drool at the corner of her mouth and her constantly fluttering eyelashes clearly showed the pleasure of being fucked and the turmoil in her heart... After a long while, I pulled out my penis, picked up my limp mother, and whispered in her ear, "Mom , don't worry, I will take responsibility. Dad is always away on business and can't satisfy you. I know you are lonely and want someone to comfort and soothe you. Don't worry, your son will definitely do his best to be filial, as long as Mom can reach her peak." "Aren't you afraid that others will find out what we did and then laugh and curse us?" Mom was silent at first , then raised her head and looked at me. "No, from the moment I entered Mom's little cunt, Mom is my woman, and will always be my slutty mother. As long as you don't abandon me, I'm not afraid of anything." I looked into Mom's slightly glistening eyes and said boldly. Suddenly, Mom hugged my neck and said, "Mom will never abandon you. As long as you don't leave Mom , you will always be Mom's precious son, big-dicked brother, big-meat-stick husband, and Mom will always be yours."

"Cuckold, sex toy, slut, bitch."
Hearing my mother's lewd words, my heart was filled with turmoil. While moved, I also
knew that from this day forward, my mother belonged completely to me. I hugged my mother and
walked step by step towards home. On the way, I kept teasing her, calling her slutty and shameless, saying that her wanton nature
, like a bitch's, deserved to be fucked by her son. My mother blushed, then pressed her luscious lips
to mine , and we passionately licked each other's saliva. With each step, the
white semen dripping onto the ground behind us added a touch of lewdness to this tender scene.
From then on, there were no more barriers or reservations between my mother and me. Almost every day, my mother was bathed
in my pungent semen, every inch of her body bearing my scent. At home, I often
demanded that my mother wear only sexy lingerie and high heels, or even nothing at all, and that
something be inserted into her vagina at all times. Even with this constant insertion, her vagina and anus remained tight and
warm . Whether she was taking a shower, cooking, cleaning, or simply lounging lazily on the sofa
, her voluptuous, leaky breasts and pert, sexy buttocks constantly provoked me, urging me to grab
, slap, fuck, and pound her. She constantly tempted me to fill her vagina, her anus
and intestines, her delicate, erotic mouth, cover her entire body with semen, and completely mold her
into my shape.
Of course, at home, one of the most frequent games my mother and I played was role-playing. My mother bought many
costumes: flight attendant, policewoman, nurse, Black Lily from Assassin's Creed, investigator, and
even specially made bondage outfits. Every time Mom bought a piece of clothing, we would discuss
how to … Eventually, the black stockings on that flight attendant uniform became ripped black stockings, the pencil skirt became
a culotte skirt, and the blouse became a transparent lingerie blouse; the policewoman uniform was given a pair of purple fishnet stockings, and the black
leather jacket became a slit-front leather bodysuit; the nurse uniform became a tattered lace white coat
, paired with red heart-shaped nipple covers and white lace open-crotch panties… No matter which outfit it was, it had all changed from being normal when
it was bought being the lewd clothes that resembled those of a prostitute seducing her clients. When Mom wore these clothes
, her body, which was only 163 cm tall but always exuded a mature and lewd aura, would have its S-shaped, voluptuous figure
outlined with extremely beautiful and sensual lines. Whenever this happened, I would
pounce on my mother like a dog in heat , pinning her to the ground and fucking her hard. Sometimes it was missionary, sometimes doggy style, sometimes the lotus position, sometimes
the lazy man's wheelchair. I used every position I knew, and my mother was always amazed by my
many fucking techniques.
Outside, we wouldn't stop either; in fact, we'd get even more excited. I discovered my mother
had a great interest in exhibitionism, so every time we went out, she dressed extremely provocatively.
The would leer at my mother, and seeing their hungry, unseen eyes filled me
with pride. After all, my mother was my private property; no one could touch her without my permission, not even my father
when he came home. We went to many places: hotels, parks, construction sites, beaches, subways, buses,
karaoke bars, bars, and most memorable of all—the toilets. Everywhere my mother and I went,
we left something behind: sometimes a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, sometimes an electric
dildo stained with that fluid or urine, sometimes a string of pearls anal plugs with a foul odor, and sometimes lace lingerie
or stockings stained with semen.
That time, I decided to go big with my mother, so I, wearing only shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, dragged her out the door, even though she was wearing a light
trench coat . We went to the mountains, found a secluded spot, and I
leered at her, "Mom, don't be shy, no one's around, just take your clothes off." I initially thought she
was only wearing black lace suspender stockings I'd requested, but when she lifted her trench coat, I discovered she was also wearing
the red rope bondage outfit. I froze on the spot. Her enormous breasts, marked by the red rope and
constantly leaking milk from the pressure, her dark pink vulva rubbed by the red rope, the black latex penis pressed against her vulva by the red rope
, and the silver anal plug pressed against her anus by the red rope—all of these things aroused my lust and
made my blood boil. I couldn't help but want to tame her into a slut under my crotch, a semen-filled bitch beside me. Fortunately,
I was already "battle-hardened" and didn't immediately spit out a nosebleed. I moved closer to my mother, climbed onto her deformed
, large breasts with both hands, gathered them together, and bit down hard on both purple nipples, sucking vigorously
. The milky scent instantly filled my mouth, my hormones surged, and my penis became incredibly hard
, rubbing against my mother's pubic hair through my pants. To prevent my mother from making a sound, I
stuffed the gag I had brought into her mouth. Then, while kissing her lips and earlobes, I pulled down my pants and pulled out
the dildo that was stuck in her cunt, forcefully shoving it into her anus, simultaneously with the anal plug.
"Ugh...ugh...ahhh...mmm...so good...your anus...it's so
full...ah...my anus...it's going to break...ah...ugh...
" Hearing the moans and lewd sounds emanating from my mother's mouth, gagged with the gag, my penis instantly
became engorged , growing even larger. Then, I thrust my hips forward, feeling my penis return to the
place that had given birth to it. At that moment, my mother experienced a small orgasm, her juices spraying directly onto the glans and shaft. The intense stimulation
almost made me ejaculate as I felt the warm fluid. I noticed that whenever we did exhibitionism or outdoor sex
, Mom always orgasmed very easily, and her cunt became incredibly tight. Sometimes I could even feel
my penis being squeezed and throbbing. I gritted my teeth and started thrusting into Mom's cunt.
"Hmph, what a slutty, filthy toilet mom. You orgasmed as soon as I was penetrated. Mom, do you crave
being pierced by a penis that much? What a slutty mother, a wanton bitch of a sex toy exclusively for your son... Hiss... Little
slutty mom, your cunt is so tight, it feels so good on your son... Ah... Now, Mom, all three of your holes
have become my shape, hehe." I grabbed Mom's fat breasts, brought my head close to her ear
, and whispered lewdly.
To my surprise, this verbal stimulation brought my mother to another climax. A stream of fluid hit
my lower abdomen—she had squirted! Then, a voice suddenly rang out, startling my mother and me, who hid behind
a large tree. A greasy, lecherous middle-aged man was walking towards us with a sallow-faced, thin woman and a little girl
.
Oh? It was that perverted lecher who had defied my mother last time. I glanced at the woman he was with and knew
why had been masturbating to my mother. If his wife didn't have that face, he probably wouldn't be
a pervert. He slowly walked into the woods and called out, "Is anyone there?"
"Honey, I told you you misheard. There was no sound," the woman said.
"But I clearly heard a woman screaming," the lecherous man scratched his head.
Suddenly, I felt my mother's vagina tighten again, probably an unconscious reaction of fear of being discovered.
The warm inner walls sliding against my penis made me restless, and I couldn't help but thrust into my mother against the tree.
Startled by the sudden stimulation, Mom was simultaneously enjoying the pleasure of being violated by her son and
fearing quiet, her pretty face flushed red, her hands involuntarily
digging into my back.
"You're thinking about women, you rascal. Come home tonight and wait until the kids are asleep, then I'll let you fuck me." I heard
the woman say this, and I turned to look at the lewd man and his companion. The lewd man's face had turned green
, and he hurriedly pulled his daughter away.
Seeing them leave, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Mom no longer suppressed herself,
making indistinct moans and groans. Besides the clearer "hmm, ah, uh," I could also
vaguely hear lewd words like "So good, fuck me, fuck my cunt raw, fuck my asshole inside out."
My mother and I fucked from morning until sunset. Amidst countless orgasms and squirting from my mother
, and after I ejaculated inside her four times, anally twice, orally once, and ejaculated into her breasts once, this outdoor lewd play
finally ended. When I left, my mother's large breasts were red from my humiliation and kneading; her plump buttocks were
also red from being slapped; her vaginal muscles were turned inside out, her anus a dark hole that couldn't even close;
the messy grass, the tears in her eyes, and the foul-smelling white marks all showed
the kind of beating this beautiful mature woman had just endured. The grove was silent in the evening, except for the
large tree and the still slightly warm white semen and clear liquid beneath it, the black gag, and the tangled
red rope, all indicating that the grove was anything but peaceful that day…
Of course, while my mother was at the tobacco shop, I was never idle either. I always followed her like a
shadow , as if we were one. While my mother was selling goods, I would squat under the counter, lift
her skirt, and pull aside her sheer thong that barely covered her vulva. I would shove my tongue into her cunt, licking
the nectar and vaginal fluids clinging to the inner walls; or licking her slightly red clitoris; or
injecting a mixture of semen and breast milk into her anus with a syringe. My mother would always blush as
she interacted body, constantly writhing from my ministrations, her large breasts rubbing against the counter, the barely
visible nipples on her clothes, the watermarks on those nipples, the deep cleavage between her breasts—all of this made the male customers'
eyes light up and made the female customers feel ashamed. When there were no customers, the entire tobacco and liquor shop became
a battlefield of lust between my mother and me. The most intense moments were when I pressed my mother against the transparent one-way glass
, and we watched the passersby. A special kind of incestuous pleasure from having sex in public would spread through our bodies, and we would
both reach our climax very easily. After each passionate encounter, when a customer enters the shop, they always frown first
, seemingly stimulated by the lewd smell that permeates the air.
To be honest, I really don't know how long my perverse sexual bliss with my mother can last, nor do
I know if our immoral relationship will be discovered, but I hope it will last forever, and remain undiscovered.

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