Mother's fragrance overflows

It was June, and summer hadn't fully arrived in Xin'an yet, but a few early cicadas had already climbed onto the trees,
chirping incessantly, tirelessly asserting their claim to the summer.

Already dozing off at my desk, I felt even sleepier.

"Li Kai. Come up here and explain this problem to everyone."

"Me?... " Hearing my name called from the podium, I didn't react for a moment, but I
instinctively stood up, then realized: Pighead was giving me trouble again.

Pighead was our physics teacher. Because he looked like a wild boar and had a similarly volatile temper
, we nicknamed him Pighead. This guy always spoke with a standard Hunan accent, his voice
already thunderous, and he deliberately raised his voice when he called me,
waking up even some students who had been sleeping.

I glanced at my deskmate, who was rubbing his sleepy eyes, and then at the stares of my classmates. I
sighed , "Teacher, I don't know how to do this problem."

"If you don't know how, why aren't you listening properly? Come on, come up here and try it. See where you are!" That idiot was clearly not going to let
me off the hook. "You damn pighead, you son of a bitch, don't let me get you!" I cursed inwardly ,
but reluctantly walked up to the podium.

Grabbing the chalk from the desk and walking to the blackboard, I felt utterly overwhelmed
. How could a physics dunce like me possibly solve this kind of problem?

Time ticked by with each drop of cold sweat. Without even turning around, I knew everyone was watching
me. Every gaze felt like a needle pricking my back. At that moment, I hated that idiot.

"Alright, go down now. From now on, pay attention in class and stop sleeping all the time." I don't know how much time passed—maybe a
minute, maybe five—before that idiot's voice finally came from beside me.

I turned around blankly, ignoring everyone's strange looks, and returned to my seat, slamming my fist hard on my physics
textbook : "Damn it, I'll get you sooner or later!"

Physics was followed by biology, which I half-heartedly endured.
As soon as class ended, I was the first to rush out. It was Friday, and Mom would be leaving work early to pick me up. Just thinking of her gentle smile made my lips
unconsciously curve into a slight smile.

After waiting for a short while at the school gate, Mom's white CC finally came into view. The car
slowly stopped in front of me, the window rolled down, revealing Mom's pretty face.

"Tired? Get in the car," Mom smiled gently at me, her voice soft and sweet, like the red bean paste I ate
as a child .

I opened the passenger door, sat down, and finally had a chance to look at Mom.

My mother is 36 years old this year, but time seems to have slowed down for her. Of all the millions in the world,
she seems to have been spared; despite being a mother of two, she looks like she's not even 27 or 28. Her long,
jet-black hair is styled in large waves and piled up at the back of her head, with soft, curved bangs falling gently across her forehead
, revealing a small portion of her fair and beautiful forehead. Below that is her stunningly beautiful face, lightly made up. Without exaggeration, my mother is
the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, without a doubt.

Today, she's wearing a white, low-cut top that
accentuates her full, firm breasts; they seem to burst forth, their rounded contours highlighted through the white fabric. She's paired this with a
black which extend a pair of long, slender legs encased in flesh-colored stockings,
slightly translucent in the light streaming through the car window.

I couldn't help but stare, mesmerized.

"What are you looking at?" My mother's face flushed slightly, her voice tinged with embarrassment at my direct staring.

"Look at you, Mom. Who told you to be so pretty? If you weren't pretty, I wouldn't even look at you. Humph!" I continued, laughing and joking with
my mother .

"You silly child, why are you being so irresponsible again? You're even joking with your mother." My mother was obviously used to my
teasing and wasn't angry. She just glared at me, but that look didn't really
hurt me. Then she took a bottle of Baishui Mountain water from the car refrigerator and handed it to me. "Mom is getting old, not as good as
those young girls anymore."

I took the water from my mother, unscrewed the cap, took a sip, and said, "No way! Mom looks
only twenty-three or twenty-four! If you go shopping with me, people will definitely think you're my older sister, no, my
younger sister."

"Don't talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth apart." My mother made a gesture as if to hit me, but from
the smile in her eyes, I could tell she wasn't really angry. "I'm telling the truth! Whether it's temperament, figure, or appearance, Mom is miles

ahead of those young girls ..." "Alright, alright, Mom believes you, okay?" Seeing that I was about to launch into a long speech, my mother quickly interrupted me. "Fasten your seatbelt now, Mom's making your favorite cola chicken wings for you when we get home." ... After dinner, Mom went to take a shower, while I sat on the sofa watching TV. A little while later, I heard Mom calling my name. "Mom, what's wrong?" I shouted towards the bathroom. "Get Mom a new nightgown from her room, this one fell on the floor." Mom's voice came , soft and pleasant. "Okay, I got it." I picked up the remote, pressed pause, and reluctantly glanced one last time at "How to Train Your Dragon," then headed towards Mom's bedroom. But soon, I regretted not asking where the nightgown was . Mom's bedroom was slightly larger than mine, decorated in simple colors. A white , a computer desk to the right, and a large wardrobe to the left. I opened the wardrobe. Hanging in the center were my mother's regular clothes, and below were two drawers stacked together. "The pajamas should be in that drawer," I thought. I opened the top drawer, but instead of pajamas, I found my mother's shirts, neatly like tofu blocks. "Then they must be in this drawer," I thought. I opened the bottom drawer, and what I saw stunned me . The pajamas were indeed in this drawer, but next to them were my mother's underwear. My mother's pajamas were mainly white and black, and the style was rather conservative. But having never seen women's underwear so closely before, I was still captivated. My hand rose, fell, rose again, fell again… "Just touch it once just put it back, just once." "But that's Mom! What if she finds out?" "Just touch it once…"

"Mom won't find out."...

Desire ultimately triumphed over reason, and I reached out my hand, trembling slightly with nervous excitement.

I got it! It was a black lace bra, incredibly soft to the touch. The lace
felt gentle and comfortable against my palm. I held the bra in my hands, my mind
involuntarily picturing my mother wearing it. Those two pieces of fabric, slightly larger than my palm, certainly couldn't completely
cover her enormous, grapefruit-like breasts. Her white, tender flesh would surely
bulge , bouncy and soft like white jelly, splashing with the slightest movement... I
put the bra down and picked up the matching black panties. The panties were clean, but I still couldn't resist holding them
to my nose. Hmm, a very light jasmine scent, probably from laundry detergent. I spread the underwear out in
my hand, and the image of my mother's plump bottom flashed through my mind again. How did this little piece of fabric protect my mother's
private parts? Reluctantly, I put the underwear down and was about to grab another one when I suddenly heard
my mother's urging voice from the bathroom. In a panic, I quickly arranged the underwear according to my memory, grabbed a nightgown from the side,
and hurriedly left my mother's bedroom.

Reaching the bathroom door, I tried to suppress my still-unsettled heart, took a couple of deep breaths, and then
called out to the bathroom in as calm a tone as possible, "Mom, I brought you the nightgown."

"Hmm. Okay!" my mother responded, followed by the sound of soft footsteps.

My bathroom door is made of semi-transparent frosted glass. Normally, because of the distance and steam,
it's hard to see what's inside when showering. But this time, as my mother and I approached,
her naked silhouette gradually became visible in the glass. Looking at her increasingly clear figure, I couldn't help but think of a book called
"Big Breasts and Wide Hips." At that moment, I couldn't think of any words more suitable to describe my mother.

I shamefully got an erection.

My mother finally reached the door. She turned sideways, opened the glass door a crack, and stretched out
a small, delicate, white hand. To avoid her noticing my embarrassment, I quickly bent down and handed her my pajamas.

My mother noticed my strange posture, but because the situation was rather awkward, she didn't ask any questions.

Back on the sofa, my heart was still pounding. Due to
the lack of paternal love, I knew early on that I had a certain Oedipus complex. I'm always happy when I'm with my mother
. I love her smile, her anger, her worries, her anxieties…
My mother is so beautiful, so kind, so pure, yet I harbored wicked thoughts about her. I
could no longer concentrate on the exciting movies on TV; a deep sense of self-reproach lingered in my heart.

My mother came out quickly.

"Xiao Kai, still not asleep?" My mother sat down beside me.

Strange, why does my mother's voice sound so strange? I turned around and froze. My mother was
wearing the pajamas I had brought her—a black, sheer V-neck nightgown. Because my mother's figure was
so good, the nightgown looked like a bodysuit on her, perfectly highlighting her alluring figure.
Through the deep V-neck, I could see two large, white breasts and a deep
cleavage.

The nightgown reached her knees, just covering her full, rounded thighs and revealing her
fair, delicate calves. Mom was wearing a pair of black mid-heeled sandals, which shimmered softly under the light
, making her already lovely, pearly toes appear even more translucent. My
heart raced again.

But whether it was from her recent shower or the revealing nightgown, Mom's face was
flushed, like a ripe apple, making me want to take a big bite.

My penis wasn't completely erect yet, and to avoid Mom noticing my unusual behavior, I quickly turned to
the side and hugged a cushion. "Tomorrow's Saturday, no school, it
's okay ."

"But I feel like you're acting strange today. Did you get scolded by the teacher at school?" Mom
picked up a banana from the coffee table, peeled it, and ate it while asking me.

Damn! Is this so weird? How did Mom guess so accurately! But I'm not acting like this
because of you, Mom! However, I naturally couldn't admit to what happened at school today. "How could I!
I'm such a good girl, you know that. Didn't the biology teacher praise me at the parent-teacher conference last time?" I
felt my voice sounded very guilty.

"Mom, how about you? Were you busy at the hospital today?" I quickly changed the subject.

"Of course I was busy! But what does it matter! As long as you and Nan Nan are doing well, I'm
content." Mom smiled gently at me and leaned over to pinch my nose.

This brought her snow-white breasts completely into
view see was a dazzling expanse of white, and the black lace bra barely covered two-thirds
of her breasts. I could even vaguely see her bright red areolas at the top edge of the bra. But at that moment,
I had no romantic thoughts, only my mother's selfless and great love for me.

In my fragmented childhood memories, my father was always just a blurry silhouette. In other people's words
, he was tall, selfless, and meticulous in his work. To his family, he was a reliable and good husband;
to society, he was a dedicated and responsible policeman. Then, he died in the line of duty when my mother was pregnant with me.

When the tragic news came, many people advised my mother to abort me, because she had already given birth to my older sister before me, and my
birth would not only increase her burden but also make it difficult for her to remarry.

But my mother resolutely kept me and did not remarry.

In my childhood memories, my mother was very busy. I would often cry for no reason, and when the nanny
saw that I couldn't stop crying, she had to call my mother. When my mother rushed back and held me in her arms, I
reached for my mother's breast. At that time, I had been weaned for a month, and my mother's breasts had no milk left,
but she still lovingly unbuttoned her clothes. Strangely enough, as soon as the nipple entered my mouth, I stopped crying.

From then on, whenever I cried and couldn't stop, my mother would always breastfeed me.

This situation continued until my eleven-year-old sister was able to take care of me.

I didn't move, letting Mom pinch my nose, then spread her arms and placed them over her ears,
saying in a low, rumbling voice, "Mom's been working so hard, let me massage your shoulders!"

"Okay! But this time, Xiao Kai, be gentle! Last time you massaged Mom's shoulders until they were red!" Mom instructed
me, then lay down on her side.

Hearing Mom's words, I rubbed my hands together a little shyly, then squatted down next to Mom. "Don't worry
, I'll be very gentle this time, very gentle, Mom, just enjoy it!"

Soft, tender, smooth—that was my first impression of Mom's shoulders. Even though there was a thin layer of
pajamas , I was still captivated by the wonderful feel of Mom's skin.

And although Mom looked slender and delicate, she was still a mature beauty, so she was
actually quite plump. Gently pressing with her fingertips felt like pressing on a water-filled balloon;
the intoxicating sensation was beyond words.

"Mom, how's the pressure now? Does it feel good?" I asked my mother carefully, adjusting
the pressure as I spoke.

"Not bad! Xiao Kai is improving so fast! It feels so good! I wish Xiao Kai could massage Mom like this every day
!" My mother's voice was a little languid.

"Since Mom likes it, I'll massage you for the rest of my life!"

"That won't do! Xiao Kai will meet a girl he likes in the future, and he'll form a new
family with her. How can he stay with Mom forever?"

"No, no! I don't want any other girl. I only need Mom and my sister!" For some
reason, hearing my mother say that I would one day leave her and my sister, a
deep In a moment of panic, I hugged my mother's neck, half-lying on her back, my voice trembling
with tears.

Hearing my tearful voice, Mom quickly turned around, wrapped one arm around my back, and
affectionately pinched my nose with the other. "Little Kai, be ashamed! You're so big now, still crying like that, aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

"No! No! I want to be with Mom and my sister forever!" Instead of getting
the answer , I was teased by Mom, making me feel even more wronged, and tears were about to fall.

"Okay, okay! Mom promises Little Kai, Mom, my sister, and Little Kai will be together forever, never
to be separated, okay?"

"Then let's pinky swear."

Mom rolled her eyes at me, but still extended her little finger.

"Pinky swear, never to change for a hundred years!"

After pinky swearing with Mom, I finally felt relieved, but also a little embarrassed. I'm already fourteen years old
! Doing something so childish is really a bit embarrassing!

Embarrassed, I tried to roll over and get off Mom, but found myself in an even more awkward situation!
Mom had rolled over while comforting me, and I was now lying face down on her stomach, my
head nestled in her magnificent cleavage.

But that wasn't the most embarrassing part. What was even more embarrassing was that my penis, which hadn't completely softened,
was erect again! And its hardness and length were definitely at their peak for the day.

Mom, however, hadn't noticed this yet, still affectionately stroking my head,
looking at .

"Mom, let me massage your legs! I recently learned a new technique on TV! But
Mom have to close your eyes." To avoid Mom noticing my embarrassment, I could only try to distract her.

Mom blinked curiously, "Why close your eyes if you're just massaging your legs?"

"Because I read in a book that closing one sense increases the sensitivity of another.
Wouldn't it feel more comfortable if you closed your eyes, Mom?" At this point, I could only make up a story.

"Really? Okay then! I'll try Xiaokai's new technique to see if it's really that comfortable." Mom said,
closing her eyes.

Seeing that Mom had closed her eyes, I quickly fell off her and lay down beside her thighs.

Mmm! Mom's thighs felt just as comfortable as her shoulders, but perhaps because of her years of yoga practice
, they had a certain elasticity and firmness compared to her shoulders. Gently pounding them
felt like jelly.

After pounding her calves and joints, I hesitated whether to continue upwards when I heard Mom's voice: "
Why did you stop? Keep going!"

"Whatever! So be it!" I steeled myself and continued pounding upwards.

Compared to her calves, Mom's thighs were smoother and more fleshy, like freshly made tofu, so tender it seemed
like you could squeeze water out of them, so soft you'd crush them with a gentle pinch.

To better caress Mom's thighs, I subconsciously began to move my body upwards with my hands, and before
I knew it , Mom's private parts were right in front of my nose.

At that moment, I smelled a faint fragrance, a scent that was neither musk nor orchid,
intoxicatingly sweet.

I greedily inhaled the strange fragrance, searching for its source.

It was my mother's private parts! Why did my mother's private parts smell so alluring? I entered a state of complete
absorption , unaware that my sudden stop had caused my mother to open
her eyes.

"Xiao Kai, what's wrong?" My mother had probably been half asleep, her eyes were still a little blurry.

"Ah! Mom, I'm so sorry, I just smelled a really nice perfume!" Startled by my mother
, I blurted out the truth in my panic, completely oblivious to the consequences of my words.

Sure enough, upon hearing my words, my mother blushed instantly! "Alright, it's getting late, Mom's
going to sleep ! You should rest early too!" With that, my mother hurriedly ran into the bedroom.

After my mother left, I lost the desire to continue watching TV. I went back to my room and lay on the bed, my mind filled
with my mother's graceful figure, her large, white breasts, and that musky scent...

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

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