*A Mature Young Woman Has a Good Son 1-10

Chapter 1: He Raped Me

Liu Mei never imagined she would be laid off.

From the age of 20 when she started working in the factory until now, a full 25 years, the sudden layoff left her
reeling . Now 45, the woman felt lost, facing the prospect of starting all over again. Without a skill or outstanding
looks, finding stable employment was difficult. She couldn't stay home; she had a child who needed
tuition and living expenses, and the family's savings—her father's—would soon be depleted.

Every time Liu Mei thought about this, her heart ached. Why was fate so cruel to her and her son? Liu Mei
had been so busy working that she seemed to have forgotten the joys of life. Her greatest hope was hearing her son come
home each day, open the door, and call her "Mom," bringing her some comfort.

Liu Mei's son, Li Xiaoyong, is just 20 years old this year. He did very well in the college entrance examination and was admitted to a national
key . Whenever she thinks of her son, it brings some comfort to Liu Mei, who is struggling financially. Now, her son is everything to her,
and the hope for the rest of her life. Hearing that her son had returned, Liu Mei quickly hid her sadness and ran to
cook for him.

Now, let's introduce our protagonist, Liu Mei.

Liu Mei is a worker in a factory in Sixian County, T City. She has fair skin, is tall, and has a pair of large, expressive
eyes that seem to speak volumes. She was once known as the factory's beauty queen. When the factory was thriving,
the leadership transferred her from the workshop to the factory's broadcasting station as a broadcaster. However, Liu Mei herself
was puzzled as to why such a good thing happened to her, because she didn't know any factory leaders or
powerful figures who had shown her any favors, nor had anyone come to ask for anything from her.

This incident caused quite a stir back then, with rumors circulating that someone had taken
a liking to Liu Mei—not from the factory, but from a city leader who, during a factory inspection, saw her and instantly fell for her. He then
spoke to the factory manager, and Liu Mei landed the coveted position of
broadcaster in the factory's broadcasting room.

At the time, Liu Mei was not yet 30. Her husband was a rather mysterious figure;
no one knew who he was, nor had he ever visited her at the factory. All that was known was that she had a lovely son,
and Liu Mei would take him to and from kindergarten every day. Whenever Liu Mei needed him, a red car would promptly
appear, carrying a tall, handsome man who looked to be about 27 or 28 years old.
This boyish man would always kiss her very gently as he left.

One day, colleagues overheard Liu Mei's child calling the handsome man "Dad," and everyone realized that he was Liu Mei
's husband. Only then did people understand that he was indeed her husband.

However, when people asked her about her husband, Liu Mei would always smile happily and avoid
giving a direct answer. Over time, fewer people asked, but this
only fueled public curiosity about her life and family, making her the focus of gossip.

However, with the country's reform and opening-up policy, state-owned companies and factories closed down one by one
. In 2002, the factory where Liu Mei worked also went bankrupt, and Liu Mei became
one of the laid-off workers. It was then that her mysterious family situation became known.

Liu Mei's husband was an undercover police officer who tragically died in the line of duty. With her husband's death, only
Liu Mei and her son, Li Xiaoyong, who was still in school, remained at home.

All the previous speculations have been proven to be unfounded. Liu Mei became a martyr's family member,
but her husband was gone. No matter who you are or what contributions you've made to the country, once someone
is gone, you're forgotten. Besides, Liu Mei's husband was a policeman who only wanted to go undercover;
very few people knew him. Now that he's dead, aside from some government-issued compensation,
there's nothing else to support him.

After Liu Mei was laid off, her family's finances began to deteriorate. They couldn't make ends meet,
and there high tuition and living expenses for her son. To save face for her son,
Liu Mei didn't apply for financial aid, feeling it would leave a lasting psychological scar.

Liu Mei struggled to make ends meet by doing odd
jobs until this year, when a company was recruiting attractive middle-aged women as advertising ambassadors. They created a television program teaching
housewives how to cook simple meals. Liu Mei applied and successfully beat all the competitors, getting
the job that lifted her out of poverty. This brought a turning point to her family's life.

This kind of work usually involves working very late.

After makeup, test shots, and the actual filming, it's already late when
Liu Mei she can't take care of her son, Li Xiaoyong, as she used to. Fortunately, Li Xiaoyong is very promising and successfully
passed the entrance exam for a top university. He usually lives at the university and only comes home on holidays.

He also has to prepare for his exams in April.

The company that hired Liu Mei is particularly shrewd in business, always trying new and low-investment, high-impact
advertising. This time, they're recruiting mature women as brand ambassadors and choosing suitable television programs as promotional
tools. The proposal specifies that the woman to be recruited should be a charming, mature woman around 40 years old.

This suggestion was adopted by the manager, who had just returned from studying abroad, leading to Liu Mei's application and
changing the course of her life. Liu Mei didn't know that the person who made this suggestion was none other than her son,
Li Xiaoyong, whom she still thought was her child.

And so, Liu Mei successfully passed all the tests of the recruitment interview. She became the brand ambassador for the company's products and
the host of the company-sponsored "Everyday Cooking" program, becoming a
glamorous anchorwoman who cooked everyday meals for the audience on screen every day.

Liu Mei's job meant she wouldn't get home until very late every day. Fortunately, her home wasn't
too far from her workplace, only a ten-minute walk. Taking a shortcut home would be even shorter
, though it was quiet and deserted with few streetlights, but it would save her ten minutes or so
.

It was September 2005, the weather was sweltering. Liu Mei, who had just finished recording
a program that was about to air, was walking home after working until past midnight. She couldn't ride a bicycle; her husband had taught her before.
She always felt that women riding bicycles would expose their private parts to men, so she never learned to ride. Her current
job is close to home, and walking home every day is good exercise and a good way to think.

Before she knew it, she had been recording her trial episodes for several months. Her daily cooking skills had made her a familiar face on screen. Because
of her good looks and excellent cooking, the show's ratings rose rapidly, and Liu Mei gained
popularity . She had become a gentle and virtuous older sister-in-law in many people's eyes—a success that
surprised the station director, who had initially been skeptical.

Liu Mei felt pleased with her work achievements, but one thing lingered in her mind.
Lately, her son had been coming home every day looking sullen and unhappy, and she didn't know what
was wrong.

Last weekend, her usually well-behaved son came home drunk, staggering home alone. He didn't say a word,
went straight to his room, and locked the door. Worried, she went in to check on him, only to find him fast asleep, clearly
not wanting to talk to her.

This incident unsettled her. Since landing this hard-won job, she cherished it immensely,
striving to do her best every day. In doing so, she neglected her beloved son. Now,
nearly three months into his situation, she's been wanting to talk to him.

Before, whenever her son faced troubles or difficulties, he would come to her for advice. Although she wasn't highly educated, and
now that her son was older, she couldn't offer the same guidance, she felt he needed someone
to confide in . She knew how to empathize with him, listen to his heart, and share his
joys and sorrows—that was enough. Her son needed someone to confide in, and
only she, his mother, could provide that.

For so many years, she had felt a deep connection between her heart and her son's.

But now, things had turned out this way. Was work really that important? Wasn't her hard work all to give
her son a better life? Why had it come to this? She had found a job that everyone envied,
yet growing increasingly distant from her son. If that's the case, is all her hard work worth it?

Lost in thought, she walked along the riverside path, eager to get home and see
if her son had returned. She hadn't realized the path was dark, without streetlights.

Fortunately, it was close to her home, a familiar route, and not too difficult to cross.

Just as she reached the edge of a grove of trees, a tall,
thin man suddenly sprang out. His face was obscured by the lack of streetlights, but he reeked of alcohol and had
a hoarse voice. He didn't seem very old. He held a knife and
pressed it against Liu Mei's throat, saying, "Go in!"

Liu Mei's mind went blank; she could only obey. She went into the woods.

Panicked, all her previous thoughts vanished instantly; she felt
as , her mind completely blank.

Liu Mei had no idea how she had entered the grove. The light was even darker there; she couldn't see
anything . She only felt a chill creeping up her spine. Completely unaware of how she had gotten in,
she could feel the man's knife pressed against her neck, its chilling edge sending shivers down her spine even in
the middle of summer .

She seemed resigned to her fate, not even considering resistance. However, something strange happened. It felt like
an eternity; the assailant seemed unsure of what to do next, remaining silent and making no
demands, neither asking for sex nor money. He appeared genuinely drunk and didn't
seem to know wanted or what he was after.

Suddenly, Liu Mei's mind raced. Seizing his momentary lapse in attention, she shoved
the assailant with all her might. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. Liu Mei hadn't
expected such a simple push to be so effective.

Seeing her chance to escape, she immediately turned and ran desperately towards the edge of the woods. However, in her panic,
she tripped over a stone and fell. The assailant got up, pounced on Liu Mei, and pinned her down. He
seemed to know what to do next, muttering something unintelligible, and then reached for his
knife to cut open Liu Mei's clothes.

To avoid being cut, Liu Mei could only remain still, avoiding the sharp blade. The assailant growled,
demanding that Liu Mei voluntarily remove her clothes and submit to him. Because of her lack of resistance, her underwear was quickly
and roughly pulled off and thrown to the ground.

At this point, Liu Mei was utterly desperate and stopped resisting, allowing the assailant to violate her. She
felt the assailant pull down her pants and pull out his large penis. Her legs were roughly spread apart,
and the assailant's penis rammed into her haphazardly, unable to penetrate her.

At this moment, her breasts were being kneaded forcefully. The forceful kneading caused Liu Mei pain,
but fearing the assailant would harm her, she dared not resist. After a series of thrusts
, the assailant failed to penetrate the hole he wanted to insert into. He growled and threatened Liu Mei to help him, or he would disfigure her and ruin her life.

Hearing the threat, Liu Mei could only obediently use her hands to help the assailant's penis, aiming it at her flower hole that had not been moistened for a long time. The assailant took advantage of the situation and forcefully inserted
his thick, blood-filled penis. 　　Liu Mei felt her vagina being suddenly invaded by a thick, hard penis, filling it completely. 　　"Ah!" Liu Mei lay there blankly, spread-eagled, her mind blank, devoid of any thoughts, like a doll receiving the assailant's repeated thrusts, each penetration reaching the deepest part of her flower bud. 　　After being assaulted for a while, Liu Mei felt that the assailant's voice sounded like someone she knew. A thought flashed through her mind, but she immediately dismissed it. It couldn't be him; he was so obedient, it couldn't be him. 　　At this point, Liu Mei felt that being raped no longer seemed so important. She firmly denied her own idea, but she still had some doubts and began trying to provoke the assailant into talking.

"I know who you are. I think this is your first time. Stop right now, I've seen your face."

But the thug didn't talk. He just kept thrusting his penis into Liu Mei's vagina,
completely lacking any skill, just recklessly ramming in. He was clearly an inexperienced virgin.

Liu Mei couldn't get the thug's attention. She suddenly had an idea, but hesitated. "If
I bite him, will he kill me? Never mind, I have to find out if it's him."

Just then, she felt him significantly increase the speed of his thrusts, and her body reacted
. Waves of pleasure, accompanied by the filling of his penis, spread throughout her
body.

Uncontrollably, Liu Mei raised her head and bit the thug's shoulder deeply. The thug, numbed by alcohol,
didn't feel the pain, just buried his head and diligently worked with his penis.

Suddenly, Liu Mei felt the person on top of her stop, and
a comfortable moan escaped from the thug's mouth.

"Oh!" At that moment, Liu Mei felt a strong pleasure spread from her private parts throughout her body.
Simultaneously, the hot semen ejaculated by the thug drenched her clitoris, causing it to open and
release a gush of her own vaginal fluid.

Liu Mei experienced an orgasm she hadn't felt in a long time, but she also felt ashamed that she had reached such a pleasurable climax while being
raped . Liu Mei mentally cursed herself for being a slut. Feeling the man
stop moving, she forcefully pushed him off.

Finding her underwear on the ground, which she had already removed, she ran desperately out of the woods. She didn't dare look
back , as if afraid of being seen by the thug, being caught again, and being raped once more. Liu Mei
ran as fast as she could, covering that long road with her head down, until she reached home in one breath. Opening the door, she found her son wasn't home,
and a weight lifted from her heart.

Chapter Two: The Old Maid's Underwear

Li Xiaoyong was an excellent, well-behaved, and sensible child in every way. He had always excelled
academically , consistently ranking at the top of his class. He was also a kind and compassionate child.
Lacking a father's love at home, he was always his mother's emotional support. Besides his studies, he helped his mother
with the ever-present housework. He was always praised and liked by teachers and others.
Therefore, this competitive boy always studied hard and maintained good relationships with his classmates.

Such an outstanding boy, at this age when girls are just beginning to experience romantic feelings
, was bound to be the object of many girls' secret crushes. However, he was never seen engaging in any intimate behavior or interaction with
other saddened and disappointed the girls who liked him. No matter how much they tried to persuade him with "benefits" or appeal to his emotions, he remained
unmoved. This pleased his mother, Liu Mei, who knew that today's children
were very open-minded, bold, mature early, and knowledgeable! She also knew that one wrong move could lead to them becoming grandmothers.

Liu Mei's son had never let her have sex with him, so every time she thought of him, a sweet smile would well up
inside , spreading from her heart to her face.

Liu Xiaoyong successfully entered university, a nationally renowned prestigious university, which was equivalent to obtaining a ticket to a
bright future. However, recently, Li Xiaoyong's emotions seemed to be fluctuating.
Liu Mei, due to her busy work schedule, hadn't been able to have a proper conversation with him. Li Xiaoyong had indeed
experienced something unprecedented in his love life: he had fallen for his English teacher, a
43-year-old virgin who had returned from studying abroad.

Perhaps because she had never been married, the English teacher, Zhao Xue, looked to be only in her early
thirties , which was an irresistible temptation for the lovestruck Li Xiaoyong.

Xiaoyong, at his age, was completely defenseless against her charm. She gradually seeped into the boy
's heart. He could feel the warmth of her presence, like a mother's, a gentle
, comforting embrace. He felt his heart beat in unison with Teacher Zhao's. So he studied
English even harder, and by the first semester of his sophomore year, his English grades were almost
on par with graduate students specializing in English.

He did this to attract the teacher's attention and win her heart. Finally, his hope was realized.
Teacher Zhao quickly noticed this diligent young man. She also noticed his handsome appearance
and that he wasn't always surrounded by girls, which
changed her perception of him, drawing her closer.

She had many in-depth conversations with him, learning about his family, his mother, his
father being a hero, and his mother being the recently popular "Kitchen Liu Mei." Xiaoyong
was a cheerful and outgoing boy who would often share his dreams for the future, his life
, and his pursuit of love.

Gradually, Zhao Xue sensed that the boy seemed to have other feelings for her. Many times, he would
unintentionally glance at her chest, sometimes even staring blankly at it. She thought he must have seen
something!

Thinking this, Zhao Xue blushed. For some reason, she didn't dislike him at all;
instead, she felt a desire for him to look at her more. She attributed this to youthful curiosity about the opposite sex. Sometimes,
she would even have wild thoughts: "Maybe I can satisfy his curiosity and let him see!" But immediately, Zhao Xue would feel
ridiculous and couldn't help but laugh at herself. How could she be attracted to a boy? She was practically an old witch.

She cursed herself inwardly.

As their relationship deepened, their opportunities to interact increased. Under Zhao Xue's
guidance , Li Xiaoyong organized a club called the "Shakespeare Literature Study Club,
" which held weekly salon-style English seminars. This gave Li Xiaoyong many chances to visit Zhao Xue's dormitory-cum-
office (the university provided expert professors like Zhao Xue with villas for living and working). Their
ideas often sparked new insights, and they grew closer without realizing it.

Once, Zhao Xue asked Li Xiaoyong to come to her office to pick up some materials, but when Li Xiaoyong took the key...
After leaving, Zhao Xue suddenly remembered that she
hadn't put away the underwear she wore while masturbating the night before when she was feeling lonely and restless! Since she was in class, she couldn't immediately call back Li Xiaoyong, who had already
walked down the stairs, so she had to finish the last 10 minutes of her lesson.

She hurried back to her office, and when she pushed open the door, an embarrassing scene greeted her
. She saw Li Xiaoyong holding her underwear, staring intently at the part of the underwear directly opposite her
vulva , which was still wet with the vaginal fluid from the previous night's masturbation,
with a pale yellow residue on it.

She didn't know what to do. Then, Li Xiaoyong slowly brought her underwear to his nose and smelled
it, even sticking out his tongue to slowly lick the remaining vaginal fluid. Zhao Xue suddenly
felt her legs go weak, and her vulva began to feel aroused, with vaginal fluid starting to flow out.

At this moment, she suddenly shouted at Li Xiaoyong, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Xue felt a little regretful, afraid of scaring Li Xiaoyong. But Li Xiaoyong slowly
turned and saw Teacher Zhao standing at the door. He was startled at first, but quickly calmed down. He dropped
Zhao Xue's underwear, came over, closed the door, and hugged Zhao Xue in his arms.

Zhao Xue's petite frame looked so small in his arms: "You saw it? I've always wanted to tell you!
I love you!"

"What did you say! Nonsense."

"Didn't you understand what I said? I've fallen deeply in love with you, with your gentleness, your beauty,
and your eyes, with everything about you!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You're so young, what do you know about love? Besides, am I
the same age as your mother?"

"Oh! That's true! And your age? I haven't even noticed myself. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't
have known you were over forty. But I just don't have that concept in my mind! I just don't!"

"Now that you know, you should know what the age gap is, right?"

"I don't know! I really don't know. When I fell deeply in love with you, I stopped knowing anything else. My
whole heart is filled with you. I've always been focused on your gentleness and beauty!"

"Are we suitable?" Zhao Xue couldn't help but ask curiously.

"What do you think? Can't you feel your feelings for me too?"

Li Xiaoyong said, but his hands weren't idle either. Instinctively, both hands began to caress Zhao Xue's body.
One hand had already touched her full breasts, while the other hand began to stroke down, reaching
Zhao Xue's thighs and kneading them. Slowly, the hand that was caressing her thighs touched the sensitive area at the base of her thighs.
Through her panties, he could feel that her vulva was already wet, full and soft...

At this moment, Zhao Xue was completely intoxicated by this unprecedented... Lost in the moment, just as that hateful yet endearing hand, stirring with
desire was about to slip inside her underwear, reason returned to Zhao Xue's mind.
With a sudden surge of strength, she shoved him to the ground: "You pervert! Get out of here!
What are you doing? I never want to see you again!"

Li Xiaoyong, still basking in the passionate joy of having found love,
was stunned by this sudden blow: "No, I really do love you!"

"Get out, you pervert!"

Seeing Zhao Xue's angry face, Li Xiaoyong realized she was genuinely angry, and the courage
he had mustered crumbled instantly. He gritted his teeth, stood up,
glared resentfully at Zhao Xue, and suddenly stormed out of the school without looking back!

For the next two months, Li Xiaoyong barely attended Zhao Xue's classes, especially her
"History of Western Literature."

Zhao Xue didn't seem to deliberately seek out Li Xiaoyong, but many times in her classes, she
would unintentionally mention his name, always without receiving a response. Her otherwise
smooth always pause at some point, as if something had caught them, preventing them
from completing the lesson smoothly. She didn't know what was on her mind.

One day, during class, Zhao Xue seemed to remember something and suddenly announced that Li Xiaoyong's role as
the course representative for "Western Literary History" would be replaced by another female student.

Li Xiaoyong, who hadn't attended Zhao Xue's class for two months and was sitting in the back corner, felt extremely
embarrassed. He silently ran out the back door and wandered aimlessly all afternoon. Finally, that evening,
having not eaten all day, he drank heavily at a bar. When he came out, a
vendor was selling Tibetan knives, and the drunken Li Xiaoyong bought one.

Then he wandered aimlessly, fiddling with the knife. He saw
a woman approaching from the other side of the path. As she drew closer, she slowly transformed into Zhao Xue in his eyes. A surge
of alcohol rushed to his head, and Li Xiaoyong impulsively went over and forced himself on her in the grove…

When Liu Mei pushed Li Xiaoyong off her and hurriedly ran home, it was already past 2 a.m.
Li Xiaoyong, having finished his act, had completely lost consciousness and fell asleep in the woods…

As the sun rose in the east, its rays once again filtering through the dappled leaves and quietly illuminating the depths of the grove,
Li Xiaoyong slowly awoke from his drunken stupor. He slowly got up, saw his pants were tossed
aside , and his underwear was nowhere to be found. He was filled with remorse. How could he have done this?
Nothing had ever made him lose his mind like this before. He couldn't help but sigh.

Just then, he noticed his underwear had been carelessly tossed about five meters away. He prepared
to get up, pick it up, and put it on, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. His clothes were
stained a large patch of red with blood; the blood had dried and was now sticking his clothes to the wound.
His head was also throbbing painfully.

He got up and looked around, finally recognizing the area as the grove of trees near his home. He put
his underwear and prepared to go home.

Chapter 3: Comforting Mom in Dad's stead

As Li Xiaoyong reached his front door, he suddenly remembered that his mother wasn't supposed to go to work that morning. If
she saw him injured like this, she would worry terribly and might even lock him
up at home to recover.

At that moment, Li Xiaoyong thought of his mother's gentle and beautiful face, and an indescribable longing welled up inside him:
no one in the world could replace his mother's love! No romantic love could
compare to the bond between mother and child! Thinking this, Li Xiaoyong decided it would be
better , so she wouldn't worry too much.

But as he turned to leave, a wave of dizziness washed over him, causing him to stumble and fall
on the steps of his front door.

Inside, Liu Mei, who hadn't slept all night, was repeatedly washing
herself , struggling with the decision of whether to report the incident to the police. If she didn't, how could she vent
her anger?

If she reported it to the police, her fledgling business would be ruined. If it were just her
, it wouldn't be so bad, but her son's tuition and living expenses would be gone immediately. This was her biggest
worry.

There was another worry, one that even Liu Mei herself probably didn't want to admit: she
wanted to see her son's shoulder with her own eyes. She was terrified that fate had played such a cruel joke on her. She
kept reassuring herself that Xiaoyong was so obedient, sensible, and excellent; he certainly wouldn't do something so
foolish! Just as she was lost in thought, she heard a sound at the door, like something
had fallen.

Liu Mei was lying in bed at the time. Hearing the sound, she got up to open the door and see what she saw.

Seeing her son covered in mud and blood, fallen in front of her house, she
panicked . She rushed to help Xiaoyong into the house, noticing his pale face, as if he had
just been sick. Liu Mei immediately thought of taking him to the hospital, but when her gaze fell on Xiaoyong's
shoulder she saw what looked like an injury—a patch of blood. Her heart sank.

She wasn't sure what she had been thinking about the night before, but she was now on her guard. She
quickly helped her son into the house and to bed.

Xiaoyong slowly regained consciousness and tried to get up to clean himself
. Liu Mei quickly said, "Lie down, Mom will help you wash."

"No need, I can do it myself. I just accidentally fell outside, Mom, don't worry about me."

At that moment, Xiaoyong had no idea that what happened the night before would change his life forever!

"Okay, bring your clothes over later, I'll wash them together."

"Okay, I got it!"

Liu Mei saw that her son wasn't seriously injured, shook her head to clear her mind, and
went back to her room. But she still had doubts. She desperately needed to prove that the
man who raped her last night wasn't her son. She might feel disgusted, but she didn't want the incestuous
joke to actually happen. She wished it was all a dream!

Finally, Liu Mei couldn't hold back any longer. She needed to see her son's shoulder with her own eyes, otherwise she would
n't have an excuse to make him take his clothes off later.

She quietly went to the bathroom door and pushed it open with minimal effort, because she knew that
when they were both taking a shower at home, they usually didn't lock the door; it was a habit.

At that moment, her son, Li Xiaoyong, was washing his hair. His shoulder was directly facing the door, and Liu Mei clearly saw
a row of deep teeth marks on his shoulder. The wounds had stopped bleeding and scabbed over, indicating significant
bleeding the previous night. Upon seeing this, Liu Mei's legs immediately gave way, and she collapsed at the bathroom door, slamming
it open.

"Oh God!" she cried out in her heart in anguish. "What sins have we committed? Why him?
Why is God punishing our family like this?"

Li Xiaoyong, who was taking a shower, suddenly heard the loud bang and saw his mother
slumped on the floor, dazed. He disregarded his own nakedness and rushed to help her up, gently lifting her
and asking, "Mom, what's wrong?"

At that moment, Xiaoyong wondered if his mother's old ailment had flared up again. By this
time . Her mind was replaying the events of the previous night like a movie, and she
could still clearly remember the feeling of that hot, hard glans penetrating her deeply, the sensation of her vagina being
stretched open again and again by that thick penis, the pleasure of each thrust against her clitoris—she could
recall it . But now, her emotions seemed far more unbearable than those feelings.

"Yes,"

she said without another word, and slowly went back to her room.

Li Xiaoyong, unaware of what had happened, didn't understand why his mother was inexplicably angry. He
thought she must be very tired; she had been working incredibly hard lately.

Li Xiaoyong understood why his mother worked so diligently; he knew it
was all for him—

to give him a better life.

He didn't think much of it. After showering, he went back to his room and lay on his bed, trying to recall
his actions from the previous night. Suddenly, he remembered how he got the injury on his shoulder. He recalled that last night,
he seemed to have used the knife he had just bought to hold a passing woman hostage in that grove of trees, but
he couldn't remember anything after that.

He realized he had drunk too much and blacked out. The only thing he was certain of was that
the woman was involved in the bite on his shoulder. He wondered what he had done wrong last night.

"It's all that woman's fault," he murmured. "If I hadn't fallen for the wrong person, I wouldn't have drunk
myself to the point of losing my mind. I hope I didn't do anything too outrageous last night!
God, please."

While he was lost in thought, he heard his mother calling him from the living room. He immediately got out of bed and went to
the living room: "Mom, what's up?"

"It's nothing, Mom just wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with you!"

"Oh."

"What did you do last night? You got yourself into such a mess, and you're injured too?
Did you go out and get into a fight with someone?" Liu Mei asked Li Xiaoyong deliberately.

"No, Mom, I was drinking at a classmate's house. I drank too much and fell down in the
grove . I just fell asleep there."

"Really? You child, now you drink with everyone you meet, and you get this drunk
! You're not allowed to drink anymore, understand? But what time were you in the grove last night?"
Liu Mei tried her best to keep her emotions and tone calm.

"It was around midnight? I can't remember the exact time."

"Oh! Really? I also got home around midnight last night. How come I didn't see you when I passed that grove
? You're not lying, are you? You did something bad and didn't dare tell me?"

"No...no...Mom! I really did drink all night until I was drunk!"

"Really? I hope so. I hope you're not lying to me!"

"Mom! I won't." Li Xiaoyong said, hugging his mother and kissing her on the cheek.

"What are you doing?" Liu Mei seemed startled, pushing Li Xiaoyong down onto the sofa
and slapping him.

"Ah!" Li Xiaoyong covered his face, looking at his mother in surprise.

Liu Mei then came to her senses, realizing that treating her son like this might have made him realize something, but
she couldn't forgive this beast. What should she do? At this moment, Li Xiaoyong called out, "Mom,
what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing! I'm just too tired from work, I'm sorry, son!"

"It's alright, Mom. If you're really tired, just relax a bit.
The has been bought by a company in Beijing. They gave me 150,000 yuan, so for now we
won't be short of money anymore!"

Just like that, the unpleasant incident between them seemed to be a thing of the past. His mother
loved him as much as before. However, a shadow still lingered in her heart, refusing to disappear
.

Li Xiaoyong was filled with remorse for what he had done that night. With his intelligence, he could easily
recall what he had done to the woman passing by. He was terrified
that one day the police would suddenly appear and arrest him, ruining his life.

Under this psychological pressure, Li Xiaoyong remained depressed and negative, unsure of
the purpose of his studies. He felt he would spend the rest of his life in prison.

As time slowly passed, everything seemed peaceful. Midterm exams were fast approaching
, and during this period, Zhao Xue consistently treated Li Xiaoyong coldly.

Deep down, Zhao Xue didn't actually dislike Li Xiaoyong; on the contrary, she somewhat liked him. However,
she had always had a psychological barrier regarding men. When she was very young, she was
molested by her seventeen-year-old uncle. Although Zhao Xue was only eight years old at the time, her uncle touched and repeatedly
kissed her genitals and undeveloped breasts. Because her uncle was also a child then, he didn't
truly understand matters between men and women.

Even so, this caused immense harm and trauma to her young heart, creating
a psychological barrier against men. Throughout her childhood, she consistently rejected men, and her sexual orientation seemed to
shift. She enjoyed watching lesbian scenes in pornographic films, finding sexual fantasies and satisfaction in the beautiful women depicted
. However, she felt no sexual interest in the women around her. Consequently, during her eight years of studying abroad
, she never had any romantic relationships with men, limiting her interactions with women to mere friendships.

Upon returning home, she focused on her coursework, unwittingly keeping many excellent
suitors at bay. With Li Xiaoyong, she felt the
same way an older sister would with her younger brother, without the same psychological barriers she had with other men. Their interactions were relaxed and
enjoyable.

However, she couldn't escape the fate of relationships between men and women. From the day Li Xiaoyong ran
away , she felt deep regret.

It made her angry that such a young boy would have such lustful thoughts about her.
She had been waiting for Xiaoyong to apologize, but several months had passed and he hadn't shown any remorse. She had already forgiven
him , but he hadn't come and rarely
attended her classes anymore. This made Zhao Xue hesitate about whether she should really treat him that way.

The holidays were approaching, and she wanted to go back to England to visit her alma mater. She hadn't been back since
graduation . After the unpleasant incident with the boy, she had no energy
to do anything. She didn't know why, and she felt so tired. She really wanted to relax and unwind.

Her "Western Literary History" course with Li Xiaoyong's class had just finished, and looking at the schedule for next
semester, it was a lecture series on in-depth reading of original Western literature. It wasn't too demanding, and she felt she
could get away from him. She longed to be truly free from this state!

Finally, the midterm exams were over. When the results were released, the report cards stunned all the students.
Li Xiaoyong, who hadn't attended his "Western Literature History" class for the past few days, scored first in the class with 103 points. He
was three points above the maximum score, making him the top student.

Zhao Xue was surprised. Wasn't that boy always skipping class? How could he have done so well? She
knew he was very smart. At this moment, Zhao Xue began to look at Li Xiaoyong again,
searching for him on campus.

School was out for break, and Li Xiaoyong felt he had grown distant from his mother
. Whenever they were alone together, his mother would find excuses to avoid him. Li Xiaoyong didn't know what was
wrong; he thought his mother was neglecting him because of her busy work schedule.

He hadn't thought too much about it. Perhaps his mother was still angry with him for getting drunk earlier
. He realized he hadn't done well; his mother worked so hard, and he couldn't help her, plus he got drunk. His mother
must be upset. He remembered that she had started to distance herself from him after that incident, and they hadn't had a proper conversation in so
long , nor had she nagged him as much as before.

The last time he'd heard his mother talk about her show, he realized how
lacking . He often needed to use language effectively, but he couldn't do it.
His mother must have struggled with it. He felt guilty that he couldn't help her.

With that in mind, Li Xiaoyong decided to invite his mother out to dinner. His twentieth
birthday , and he wanted to take this opportunity to have a proper meal with his mother and create
a chance for them to communicate.

Liu Mei had been struggling at work lately, often relying on her quick wit to compensate for her lack of
formal education . Ever since that night she slapped her son, she hadn't been able to
calm her inner turmoil. After some reflection, she gradually stopped being as angry with her son as before;
after all, it was something he did while drunk, and her son still didn't understand why she had neglected him.

Thinking about this, she felt it necessary to have a serious talk with her son, but she had to
keep that incident a secret from him. She would simply tell him that her recent distance from him was due to being too tired from work
, not that she didn't love him anymore.

Perhaps this way, the two of them could truly let go of the matter!

It was a weekend evening. Liu Mei's recording session was relatively short that day,
and she preparing to take a taxi home (since that incident, Liu Mei had always taken
taxis home). But when she arrived at the TV station entrance, she saw her son standing by the door.

At that moment, Liu Mei forgot everything else, her heart filled with only a warm, happy feeling: "Why did you think of picking me up from work today,
you little rascal ?" She hadn't called her son that in a long time.

"Mom, I'm on vacation, and I have nothing to do at home, so of course I'll pick you up every day!"

"Also, it's because today is the anniversary of Mom's suffering twenty years ago. Mom, you worked so hard
to bring me into this world, so of course I want to thank you properly!"

Hearing her son's words, Liu Mei was moved to tears, completely immersed in happiness:
"My son has really become sensible and grown up!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but cup her son's face and kiss him hard. She didn't know if she was too nervous
or too eager, but she actually kissed her son on the lips.

"Mom, I made a reservation at the Wangfu Hotel. Shall we go there for dinner today?" Li Xiaoyong said,
blushing .

"What? The Wangfu Hotel? That's so expensive! Let's just eat at home, don't spend so much!"

"Okay, Mom, let's go, it's all booked."

The two walked side-by-side towards the entrance of the TV station. Liu Mei naturally linked
arms with her son, who was a head taller than her. Along the way, she would greet acquaintances from time to time, proudly introducing her son
to them.

Li Xiaoyong was also happy that his mother was linking arms with him like a lover. He could
feel her soft breasts brushing against his arm, teasing him. A
wave of excitement washed over him. When he saw his mother's beautiful face, his heart was filled with desire, and
he could only forcefully suppress his wandering thoughts.

The upscale Wangfu Hotel was indeed the Wangfu Hotel. Its magnificence was beyond words; the intoxicating
lighting was enough to enchant. The quiet, soothing music drifted softly in the air.

When Li Xiaoyong made the reservation, the restaurant asked him many questions: how many men and women were in the party, and
did any particular hobbies?

At first, Li Xiaoyong was quite annoyed. "I'm just going to have a meal, are you interrogating me like this?" he thought.
He was very displeased. However, when they entered the private room he had reserved, he was immediately touched.

The room was a suite-style room reserved for couples. The outer room was brightly lit, with a table and two very comfortable sofas,
one large small. The smaller sofa was pink, and the larger one
was pure white. The room was filled with fresh roses and lilies. A male and female waiter stood inside,
very softly saying, "Hello! Please have a seat!" and then very warmly asking Li Xiaoyong if they had
any requests.

Li Xiaoyong said, "Have all the dishes I ordered been arranged?"

"Yes, sir! Would you like them served now?"

"Yes!" " Please

wait a moment, sir and madam!"

After saying that, the two waiters went downstairs, and in less than ten minutes, all the dishes were served, along with two bottles
of 1982 red wine! They were placed on the table.

"Please be seated, sir and madam! We will be waiting outside for your call. Also, since
the walls of our private room are soundproofed, please press this call bell if needed!"

"Okay!" The two waiters went out one after another, closing the door of the private room behind them. The light in the room
dimmed slightly, but it didn't feel gloomy; four red candles burned quietly inside.

"Mom, listen to this music, it's so beautiful! Mom, I invite you to dance with me, as
a blessing from your son to you, okay?"

"Where did you learn all this cheesy stuff from!" Liu Mei laughed heartily,
calling her son, but she still stood up very happily.

Her son came over and embraced his mother's slender waist, taking her soft little hand and slowly
dancing to the music.

At that moment, Liu Mei felt as if she were floating in the sky, her heart soaring higher and higher. It was as if
the happiness had returned to her side. Her husband, that handsome policeman, her hero,
was launching a tidal wave of pursuit against her once more. She knew that she hadn't been able to resist it then, and she
couldn't .

This pursuit was far more intense than before, and slowly she felt her heart drift away from her body.
An ambiguous atmosphere filled the room, slowly inhaled by her son.

Her dance steps faltered; her legs were utterly powerless, as if her entire body was
draped over her son's neck and arms. Liu Mei was unaware that her heart and body had
been simultaneously opened by her son on the day he raped her. Neither he nor she knew.

She only knew to hate him, only knew to fear the sin of incest that would befall her and her son. But she
didn't know that from the moment her son's penis penetrated her deeply, she had constantly longed for that moment
to come again.

Every night, she relived the process of her son's penis penetrating her vagina, so thick and powerful. She
could still clearly remember that night when his penis thrust in and out of her vagina nearly a thousand times. She could still
feel the hot semen he ejaculated flowing slowly into her uterus. At that moment, she
was filled with hatred, but she knew he had already ejaculated, so why didn't she push him away immediately? She
just couldn't understand!

The music continued, and her son's hands slowly began to grope her waist. She
was about to lose control of her desire. In the instant her son embraced her,
something she hadn't understood all these days suddenly became clear: she had fallen in love with the son she had raised since childhood.

When Liu Mei realized this, she felt a great sense of relief. There is
nothing powerful than knowing what kind of happiness one desires.

Yes, she knew she could no longer have sex with her son in the future, and she could
n't let him bear the shackles of incest. However, she would no longer hate him for having been raped;
instead, it would become a beautiful memory, a happy memory for her future.

Thinking this, all the knots in her heart were untied. She understood that she was living for
her son . Being able to give her body to her son once without causing him a strong psychological burden—what a wonderful
thing! Why would she care about the little grievance she suffered that day!

However, she didn't regret biting her son's shoulder. Now, seeing the permanent
scar on his shoulder, her vagina would involuntarily throb and react. Before, seeing it was
painful , but now it was pleasurable!

Li Xiaoyong saw his mother in his arms, a blissful expression on her face,
and he felt an unusual surge of emotion. He knew his mother was thinking of his father.

In the past, whenever they chatted about their father, their mother would always show
this expression. Li Xiaoyong understood that making his mother happy was his lifelong wish. His mother
had endured so much hardship for him, and now that life was finally getting better, he was determined
to make her experience a joy that other mothers couldn't. He was determined to work doubly hard to achieve this
goal.

Their dinner that followed unfolded entirely like a lovers' dinner. Their
conversation was that of a couple deeply in love, but everything remained confined to words, without any overt physical contact.

Liu Mei called Li Xiaoyong "husband," and Li Xiaoyong called Liu Mei "darling." They kissed each other's lips,
but each other's mouths. Li Xiaoyong diligently played the role of a father, but
never overstepped his bounds. They spent a sleepless night together, happiness welling up from the depths of their hearts.

The next morning, they both slept in each other's arms in Liu Mei's bedroom, the intimacy
between returning to what it was when the son had just started elementary school.

Back then, her father was often away working, and neither she nor her husband knew
what ; they only knew it was a secret. Their son became Liu Mei's only comfort during her youthful years
. Every night before bed, she would hold him tightly in her arms, allowing him to satisfy his wicked desires and
easily touch her soft breasts.

But now, her son had grown up, taller and stronger than her. It was no longer
she holding him tightly; now it was him holding her. Liu Mei now resembled
a vulnerable woman needing protection, nestled quietly in her lover's arms, enjoying his broad embrace.

The entire summer was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere in their home. Li Xiaoyong diligently fulfilled his role as
a father , hoping to provide his mother with emotional comfort and perhaps even rekindle her youth.

Chapter Four: I Stole My Teacher's Virginity

The holiday passed quickly, and Li Xiaoyong returned to school to begin his junior year.
The only difference was that Zhao Xue no longer taught Xiaoyong's class every week; it was now just an elective course once a week. Zhao Xue
would give a lecture to them for a whole morning, and those who did well in this course would receive one credit. The same credits
could be earned by choosing other elective courses.

Logically, Li Xiaoyong had no need to choose Zhao Xue's course, but when choosing required courses,
no one expected that Li Xiaoyong would inexplicably end up in the third classroom of Zhao Xue's "Intensive Reading of Original Texts" course.

It seemed everything was predestined, and perhaps the ill-fated relationship between Zhao Xue and Li Xiaoyong was
an unfinished love from their past lives. When Zhao Xue saw Li Xiaoyong walk in through the door, she actually
teared up in front of more than two hundred students. This was because she had just read the most famous line from *Jane Eyre*:

"Do you think because I am soulless and heartless? I have as much soul as you and
fully as much heart. And if God gifted me wealth than beauty, it should have made it hard for you to leave me, as it is now for you to leave me.
"

The students present all assumed the teacher was moved by the deeply emotional language, and no one noticed
Li Xiaoyong walking in.

But Li Xiaoyong knew that Zhao Xue's reaction shouldn't be solely due to being moved by that
line .

Throughout the class, Li Xiaoyong's eyes were glued to Zhao Xue's face.
When their eyes occasionally met, they would deliberately look away.

Zhao Xue's lesson on *Jane Eyre* was incredibly captivating; at the end of the class,
most of Zhao Xue displayed
a shyness like a young girl, leaving the classroom without saying a word. Many male students were
captivated .

Three days after the class ended, Zhao Xue summoned Li Xiaoyong to her
office under the pretext of selecting a course liaison.

When the two were alone face to face, Li Xiaoyong felt very awkward. He didn't know why, but he felt
extremely uneasy, afraid she would scold him again. When he looked up at Zhao Xue, he noticed
a hint of panic in her eyes. "Please sit wherever you like."

"Okay, standing is fine. I've been sitting all morning, but you've been standing
to teach us. You should sit!"

"Heh! You're quite considerate now, aren't you?"

"I've always been considerate, but sometimes I don't even realize who I'm caring for, or I
'll get beaten up!"

"No, I'm not like that! I didn't..."

"What do you mean, not like that? I didn't say anything about you, teacher."

"I was just being impulsive and said those things in anger," Zhao Xue said, glancing up to see
Li Xiaoyong 's eyes following her open neckline to peek at her proud breasts. "
I called you a pervert earlier, and now it seems I wasn't wrong!"

Li Xiaoyong blushed immediately, caught peeking, and changed the subject: "Teacher,
what about?"

"Can't I see you if there's nothing wrong?" Zhao Xue didn't want to end the conversation. "You know, I
'm more than twenty years older than you! Your sudden confession threw me into a daze; I didn't know what to
do. Although I'm not a boss's woman, I felt I should be more
rational . But after these past few months, I thought I would forget you quickly, but every time I try
not to think about you, you quickly fill my mind. I can't study life properly, my lectures
are disorganized, and my life has lost its former order."

"I wanted to forget you, but I can't. Maybe you don't know, but I've always had a psychological barrier to men.
I can't accept men touching me. But since you came into my life, I've slowly started to be able to interact normally with
men . But I never imagined you would do that to my underwear. It
disappointed me. I couldn't accept it at first, thinking you were a bit perverted, that you must have a mother complex."

"But as time went on, I found myself even more disappointed in myself. I can't forget you, I
can't forget that kiss, I can't forget your tight hug. I don't
understand how you could be so attractive. I know I've been conquered by you. Whether you're just playing around or genuinely like me, I'm
willing to accept it. Really, the decision is yours now."

"Is it true, teacher? Actually, you know, I can tell you I'm sincere. I
'm not just playing around. My heart is all about you, overflowing with love for you."

"Hehe! You're very smart, Xiaoyong. Really, if I hadn't realized you weren't just playing around,
how could I have told you what's in my heart?"

"So you were testing me! No way, I'm going to punish the teacher!"

Li Xiaoyong stood up and slowly walked towards Zhao Xue. Zhao Xue nervously asked, "What are you going to do?"

A seductive tenderness shone in Zhao Xue's eyes; no one knew how much she wanted
this boy. She was about to resolve a long-standing knot in her heart. Although she had made up her mind, the psychological
barrier wasn't easy to overcome.

But Li Xiaoyong had already grabbed Zhao Xue's hand and pulled her into his arms. Zhao Xue involuntarily closed
her eyes, displaying an expression of complete surrender.

Zhao Xue's seductive expression instantly
relaxed .

But Zhao Xue seemed stunned, staring blankly at Li Xiaoyong: "Li Xiaoyong,
do ? I feel like a little girl in front of you. I have a special feeling today, a feeling of great peace in my heart. I've never felt this happy
in my lonely past ." 　　"Really? I don't think so. I've always felt quite dependent on you. And because I've been thinking about you lately, I haven't been able to muster any enthusiasm for anything. I know there's an age gap between us, but I can't forget your captivating smile. Every time I'm quiet, I'm unconsciously infected by your smile. You stepped out of my mind, came to me, and kissed my lips!" 　　At this moment, Li Xiaoyong kissed Zhao Xue's lips, everything so calm and ambiguous. 　　If you deliberately suppress your desires, your passion will surely erupt . 　　Li Xiaoyong was like this now. When their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss, nothing could separate them anymore. The office walls turned an ambiguous pink. At this moment, Zhao Xue completely let go of her inhibitions, utterly surrendering to his tongue's invasion and exploration. 　　Li Xiaoyong's devilish hand slowly climbed up those two breasts that no man had ever touched before. These virgin breasts hadn't been touched by a man for too long; they needed someone who knew how to appreciate them to awaken them. 　　Li Xiaoyong didn't slip his hand under Zhao Xue's skirt like last time. Instead, he slowly unbuttoned the first button of Zhao Xue's short-sleeved shirt. Li Xiaoyong could clearly feel Zhao Xue's body trembling violently. 　　Because Li Xiaoyong already knew about the scars left by her childhood experiences, he tried to be gentle with his movements, giving Zhao Xue time to adjust. However, Li Xiaoyong was, after all, a young man full of passion. How could he control his sexual impulses, which were like a nuclear reactor? Once it erupted, there was no turning back !

Soon, Zhao Xue was stripped naked, revealing her alluring body—so white,
so smooth, so moist. A few words escaped Zhao Xue's lips: "Can you carry me upstairs?"

"Yes!" Li Xiaoyong lifted her teacher Zhang up forcefully and rushed up the stairs as fast as he could.
A snow-white sheet covered Zhao Xue's bed, where Li Xiaoyong placed her.

At that moment, Zhao Xue witnessed a spectacle. She had never seen anyone undress so quickly,
but Li Xiaoyong had done it. Soon they were completely naked.

Zhao Xue became even more nervous. For the first time, she saw that thick, baby-arm-like penis standing erect
, as if defying her. She involuntarily closed her eyes, but fluid was already
flowing from her tightly closed vagina.

Li Xiaoyong climbed onto the bed and slowly kissed Zhao Xue's fair and tender body. Under Li Xiaoyong's gaze
, Zhao Xue's petite body began to glow with a rosy pink halo. He saw a
small shadow on his teacher's lower body. From her delicate head and shoulders to her slender waist and long legs, the beautiful and rounded curves were so captivating.
Even the best work of art in the world couldn't compare to the perfection he saw in her.

Under Li Xiaoyong's gaze, she became somewhat shy, gently covering her breasts and lower body with her hands, and whispered,
"So big, your naughty thing is so big. Are all men this big?"

Li Xiaoyong panted as he stroked the inside of her smooth and sexy thighs, slowly parting her legs.
Zhao Xue resisted reservedly for a moment, but didn't hold out for long before giving up and obediently opening
those legs that many men desired.

Her thighs were very beautiful; you couldn't tell the real age of the owner of those thighs at all.
They looked like the thighs of a woman in her twenties or thirties. The flesh at the base of her thighs was bright red, without any signs of age.

She was a virgin, and a forty-two-year-old virgin at that. Her body was so sexy,
white smooth, and tender. At that moment, Li Xiaoyong forgot about gentleness and gentlemanly conduct. He used his extremely clumsy kissing
technique to kiss her labia, which were already beginning to flow with love juice. He then stuck out his tongue and
slowly licked up the slit, licking and eating her tempting little clitoris bit by bit.

At this moment, Zhao Xue, tickled by Li Xiaoyong's licking, curled up, trying to get rid of his wicked tongue: "
Don't lick there...it's so itchy...don't...you bad guy, why...why...don't listen...!...Mmm!
..."

Having no sexual experience, Zhao Xue involuntarily began to moan with pleasure: "Okay, my body is so
sore...I have no...strength...at all! Okay...hold me tight...okay?"

Li Xiaoyong and Zhao Xue were equally inexperienced, lacking practical experience in this area. He instinctively knew that holding her
meant they could get down to business, so he stopped the foreplay and immediately pressed down on her.

Zhao Xue didn't know how to cooperate. Although she had heard about it abroad, she had never
actually done it . This sudden, real action left her unsure what to do. Fortunately, Li Xiaoyong
had already tried it with his mother, whether sober or drunk, they had already done it once.

Li Xiaoyong lifted Zhao Xue's legs with both hands and thrust his thick, menacing penis into her already soaking wet
vulva. At the same moment, both of them cried out in pain.
Li Xiaoyong pain as his glans was pressed against something like a small bean.

Zhao Xue, however, was in excruciating pain. Her vagina, untouched by any foreign object, was
suddenly penis. Zhao Xue couldn't help but groan in pain, "Oh! You bad boy, not there!"

In his nervousness, Xiaoyong hadn't aimed properly and thrust too hard in the wrong spot.

Li Xiaoyong showed no mercy; failing on the first thrust, he immediately lowered his penis further and
forcefully pushed against the teacher's vulva.

"Ah! Wrong again, you little rascal, oh!...bad..."

Li Xiaoyong finally realized, and then he adjusted the position of his penis again and began to attack. His thick
penis, as thick as a baby's arm, was thrust into the vaginal opening. As soon as the glans entered, he felt something
blocking its progress. Zhao Xue and Li Xiaoyong both knew that this was the final hurdle for their union
. Li Xiaoyong knew he had to press on and thrust forward forcefully.

"Ah!...It hurts...so much!...Stop...!"

Li Xiaoyong knew that his penis had broken through the final barrier and felt very proud. At this moment,
Zhao Xue tightened the muscles around her vagina, trying to squeeze out that rude and bad guy, but her little pussy
did not let her have her way. It just tightly gripped the hot, hard thing, preventing it from continuing its evil deeds!

"Husband! It hurts so much!" At this moment, Zhao Xue's way of addressing him had changed very naturally.

"Yes! This is how it is for every woman the first time! Baby, I really shouldn't have let your little cunt be thirsty
for so long!"

"You bad guy! I'll kill you! What do you mean by thirsty for so long? If I had been satisfied earlier,
would I have saved my first time for you?"

That's right! It was God's arrangement that your little hole was destined to have my cock break through that membrane, and He was definitely waiting for me
in the dark !

"Oh! Yes, God had already reserved me for you!"

"Baby! Does it still hurt so much?" This question made Zhao Xue really feel
the presence of that thick thing inside her body.

Her shyness was palpable. "It's better now, it doesn't hurt as much as before!"

"Can I move a little?"

"Yes! Be gentle!"

"Yes! I'm moving!"

"I feel something scraping and scratching inside my pussy!... Ah...
my pussy is so itchy... so good!..."

"Baby! Your vagina is so tight, I feel my penis being wrapped in layers, sucking on my
glans!"

"You bad boy! I didn't... suck... your penis!"

"You are... an... intruder! Oh! But I really like being... invaded by your big cock
! Oh! You're going in so deep... ah!... you touched my... I don't know... what... ah!"

"I felt it too, is that a woman's uterus?!"

"I feel like I'm going to heaven!"

At this moment, Li Xiaoyong suddenly pulled out his penis, and Zhao Xue's vagina suddenly felt
empty .

"Ah! Don't pull out! I want it! Baby, hurry up and put it in!"

Zhao Xue really wanted to grab the bad guy who was teasing her and put him back into her empty
pussy, but now she was weak all over and had no strength. Helpless, she could only beg for mercy: "Husband,
use your penis to fuck your little darling! She won't dare to deliberately anger you anymore. Let her be your
wife for life? Let you fuck her as you please forever!"

At this time, Li Xiaoyong was not idle. Hearing such lewd words, how could anyone resist?
"Wife! I'm coming!"

Li Xiaoyong began to thrust erratically. Each thrust went deep into Zhao Xue's
flower . Slowly, the cervix was opened and sucked on the glans of his penis. Slowly sucking,
Li Xiaoyong was so happy that he couldn't control his semen and began to ejaculate his essence into that little mouth.

Only then did Li Xiaoyong remember to check on Zhao Xue, but he saw her eyes rolling back in her head, her whole body
convulsing and spasming from being fucked! Li Xiaoyong tried to move his penis, but it was tightly
gripped , unable to move at all.

This continued for almost half a minute until Zhao Xue slowly relaxed her vagina, completely exhausted
: "My darling! I... just... just... had so much pleasure!"

"I had so much pleasure too, much better than when I masturbated!"

"Oh dear, wife, you're bleeding!"

"Yes! You bad man, this blood is my pride! I gave you my most precious time!"

"I love you so much!"

Chapter Five: Back to the Place of Birth

When Li Xiaoyong returned to his dormitory, his legs were still weak. Lying on his bed, he couldn't help but recall his
passionate encounter with his teacher. He had never felt this way when he masturbated before. But that time
when I was drunk and messing around with that woman in the grove, it felt similar... I wonder
who ? Li Xiaoyong fell asleep thinking about it.

The semester proceeded uneventfully after the start of the term, and before he knew it, winter break was approaching. Being a junior in college
felt very different from the previous two years; he had more time to reflect on his past.

Meanwhile, his mother's program seemed to be struggling, with ratings
declining for six consecutive weeks. This worried the station's leadership and the program's main sponsor. Liu Mei
was even more anxious because the program, which she had created based on her cleverness, now seemed tiresome
.

She had spoken with the station director and the company's board of directors several times, and the final decision was that she needed
to recharge and learn; her previous education was no longer sufficient. So, the station and
the jointly funded Liu Mei's study abroad program in Australia for one to one and a half years.

However, Liu Mei saw this as a windfall for other hosts and wasn't very enthusiastic.

Liu Mei had her own thoughts. At 45, her age seemed to be a disadvantage for
studying . If her grades weren't good, would she be able to live up to
the sponsors' expectations?

This was a concern she couldn't ignore. More importantly, she worried about her son, who was only a junior in university.
Who would take care of him for the next year and a half?

Although he was already 21 and rarely came home, she
still had a home. Thus, Liu Mei found herself in a dilemma. After much deliberation, she decided
to call her son, who was about to take his exams, home to discuss the matter.

Xiao Yong, upon hearing his mother's suggestion, strongly supported
her
decision to pursue further studies. However, the thought of not being able to live with his mother for over a year filled him with sadness. He also felt that things couldn't continue like this, as he had overheard classmates discussing his mother's programs at school,
with some even making sarcastic remarks.

After several discussions and deliberations, they finally decided that studying in Australia was the best option,
giving Li Xiao Yong an opportunity to develop independence.

After nearly half a month of preparation, on the second day of Li Xiaoyong's school winter vacation, Liu Mei finally
finalized : a flight the day after tomorrow at noon. Snowflakes were falling outside, blanketing the world in white.

Because she was leaving in two days,
and was quite depressed. Fortunately, Li Xiaoyong was trying
his best to comfort his mother and cheer her up, always trying to improve the atmosphere at home.

Seeing the snow outside, Liu Mei decided to prepare a special dinner to enjoy some quality
time with her son. Early in the morning, braving the snow, she went out to buy groceries, purchasing many of her son
's favorite dishes, as well as a large quantity of beer, red wine, and white wine,
ensuring a wider selection for their evening dinner.

The sky outside was slowly darkening, and the snow was falling heavier and heavier. Inside, however, it was warm and cozy
. The mother and son, dressed in their pajamas, were busy preparing their candlelight dinner. Finally, everything was ready
; the red wine was opened, and the beer was poured. Then, Li Xiaoyong ran to turn off the lights and lit the candles prepared
for the evening The bright candlelight illuminated the mother and son.

"Have a safe journey, dear Mom. I'll definitely come to see you during summer vacation this year!"

"Okay!" Liu Mei's mood was a little down, but seeing her son's happy face, her
mood gradually improved. "Okay, son, Mom will be waiting for you to come see me then. I'll definitely
learn a lot of Australian dishes and cook them for you!"

"Okay! But Mom, I'm still a little worried!"

"What? What's there to worry about for a grown man like me?"

"Mom, you're so beautiful. I'm worried that you'll be kidnapped by a foreigner and find me a foreign dad.
I don't want that!"

"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? How can you talk about your mother like that!"

Liu Mei scolded her son, but seeing the lustful glint in his eyes, she was still very
happy. Her son was praising her! And he was praising her as a woman!

This made Liu Mei's heart flutter. She suddenly remembered that night half a year ago. At this moment,
Liu Mei seemed to be able to clearly recall the
feeling Yes! He was not only her son, but also the man who had already possessed her!

Thinking of this, Liu Mei couldn't help but blush, and shyness unconsciously rippled in her eyes.

"Mom, you look absolutely stunning tonight!"

"Hehe...you naughty boy, you dare to take advantage of your mother like that!"

But she blurted out something neither she nor Li Xiaoyong expected: "
Would you like me to be your lover?"

Li Xiaoyong was completely taken aback by his mother's words and blurted out "Yes!"

"Yes! Yes! I'd be dreaming of that!" This was the tone he usually used when talking to his classmates
,

but he'd accidentally used it here. The mother and son chatted and drank, and before they knew it, they'd drunk quite a lot
. Liu Mei was already having trouble standing, and Li Xiaoyong was starting to feel dizzy. His
vision was blurry, and Zhao Xue's face and his mother's face kept flashing before his eyes. He
knew he was drunk and his head was starting to spin.

"Mom! Shall we dance together?" Li Xiaoyong said, putting on a very soothing piece of music.

Liu Mei was pulled from her chair to the center of the living room by her son. Standing barefoot on the carpet, they embraced and began
to dance slowly to the music.

Soon, they danced closer and closer, gradually transforming into an intimate,
cheek-to-cheek dance usually reserved for lovers. Li Xiaoyong's hands slowly encircled Liu Mei's slender waist, while Liu Mei tightly embraced her son's
neck . They began to gaze at each other silently. At that moment, Li Xiaoyong seemed to see in his mother's eyes a release
of long-suppressed desire.

However, Li Xiaoyong had always considered himself a good son; he hadn't considered
doing anything inappropriate to his mother. So, when he clearly sensed the meaning in his mother's eyes, he still
thought it was his mother's drunken love, a drunken maternal love!

But when his mother brought her lips to his and closed her eyes, Li Xiaoyong
clearly felt his mother's passion. He couldn't resist the temptation of those sexy red lips, and he lowered his head to kiss
his mother's longed-for lips.

At first, Li Xiaoyong thought his mother would act like she had at the Wangfujing Hotel some time ago, engaging in a more
intimate affair. However, he felt his mother open her lips and slip her tongue into his mouth,
searching for his and intertwining them. His mother was sucking his saliva,
and at the same time, Li Xiaoyong was swallowing her sweet nectar.

Li Xiaoyong's hands slowly moved downwards, caressing his mother's full buttocks and waist
. His mother cooperated, standing on her tiptoes and pressing her genitals firmly against her son's
gradually hardening groin. Li Xiaoyong could feel the teasing of his mother's soft vulva rubbing against his already
erect penis.

Suddenly, Liu Mei released their tightly pressed lips, looking at her son with eyes that seemed to
blaze with fire: "Son! Do you love your mother?"

"Yes! I do!"

"Mom will be leaving you soon, but I don't want to leave my son. I love you, not just
the kind of maternal love a mother has for her son. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Mom, I understand! Actually, Mom, when I was little, around fifteen or sixteen,
I was just starting to be curious about women. At that time, you were already my
object . When no one was around at night, I would think about your face. Although I didn't understand
what love between men and women was at the time, I had a vague impression of it. I also knew that growing up meant dating girls
until marriage. Back then, I often dreamed of your beautiful face, and when I woke up, I would find that I had wet
myself . Mom, you were all I dreamed about."

"Oh! You naughty boy!" Liu Mei was very happy that her son could tell her these things, letting her know that her son
had another forbidden love for his mother besides maternal love.

If his outpouring had happened before that night, she would have definitely slapped her son hard and then
berated him for his rebellious behavior. But now, hearing
his felt no anger. Instead, a weight was lifted from her shoulders. She had feared her son only had
motherly love for her, and now she was relieved and happy.

Her mind, numbed by alcohol, was out of control. Still
nestled in her son's arms, she didn't even feel his wicked hand groping her buttocks inside her pajama
bottoms.

When she finally felt his hand, it was already slowly pulling down her
pajama bottoms . Liu Mei was actually quite willing, but she still grabbed her son's hand to stop him from taking off
her pants.

But Li Xiaoyong at this point was no longer the same Li Xiaoyong who had been rejected by Zhao Xue the first time. Back then,
he was just a naive young man who didn't understand love. But after six months of passion with Zhao Xue, although he couldn't say
he was completely understanding of women, and although he had only had sexual relations with Zhao Xue (he himself didn't know that he
had already slept with his mother; his virginity was with his own mother), he had completely
conquered Zhao Xue.

He could now accurately predict the direction of their encounter and how to control
the pace . Now, when he started flirting with Zhao Xue, she was completely unable to control herself. Many times, before Li Xiaoyong
even penetrated her, Zhao Xue would experience an orgasm.

As soon as his hands touched Zhao Xue's smooth body, she would quickly become limp and let him play with her and thrust into
her .

Seeing his mother's attempt to resist, Li Xiaoyong, regardless of whether it was genuine or feigned,
lowered his head and kissed her lips, forcing her hands to encircle his neck, preventing her from hindering his
movements. At this moment, Li Xiaoyong had already removed his mother's pajama bottoms, revealing

her beautiful buttocks and genitals without obstruction. Liu Mei had stopped dancing with her son, standing there dumbfounded, waiting for his next move. Then, Li Xiaoyong picked her up and carried her towards the bedroom. Liu Mei knew what she had foreseen was about to happen. 　　After her son placed his mother on the bed, Liu Mei had let go of all her shackles and burdens, because at this moment they were completely lovers. After so many years of interaction, the bond between mother and son had become completely intertwined. 　　In truth, they understood each other's feelings. Liu Mei's only desire was to witness it firsthand. She desperately wanted to see her son's penis fill her already -explored territory once more. She knew her son was still excited about their first sexual encounter. 　　Liu Mei was also incredibly excited. She really wanted to tell her son that her body had been conquered by his penis , and that he no longer needed to worry about the prison in his heart. 　　But she held back, wanting him to break the taboo in his heart and experience this forbidden thrill himself. 　　Feeling her son's hand unhooking her bra, Liu Mei really wanted to see what kind of expression her son would have when he saw her breasts. 　　At this moment, she could no longer resist the stimulation of her son's touch and began to moan softly. Her eyes narrowed as her son kneaded and squeezed her breasts, constantly changing the shape of her full, soft breasts in his hands, making the tempting dark brown nipples look even more alluring . 　　By this time, Liu Mei was completely limp on the bed, utterly exhausted, letting her son caress her. Liu Mei herself didn't know when she had become so sensitive; just the playing with her breasts was enough to make her feel so vulnerable. What would happen if his thick penis were to penetrate her again? She couldn't even imagine. 　　But that hateful hand didn't stop its actions because of Liu Mei's vulnerability. Her modesty was gone; now she was only wearing a dark red lace panty. Her son didn't seem to be in a hurry to remove her last piece of clothing. 　　He opened his mouth and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and licking the already erect cherry-like nipple, while his other hand gently teased and caressed the other breast. 　　"Oh!...It's coming...But...No...Ah!...Really...So unbearable...Ah!" 　　Liu Mei murmured in her throat, "God!...My...little...bad boy...Hurry ...Let...Let...me...die...!" 　　Hearing his mother's pleading words, Li Xiaoyong, whose mind was already filled with desire, stopped teasing her. He could no longer suppress his lust. Waves of pleasure spread from his penis throughout his body. He felt he was about to ejaculate, but he knew it wasn't time. He needed to suppress the urge to ejaculate. He slowly pulled down his mother's dark red panties. 　　Li Xiaoyong stared blankly at the brown cloud between his mother's legs, the neat and clean pubic hair covering her mysterious paradise. He was drawn to the place where he was born and wanted to explore it . 　　At this moment, the desire he had just suppressed almost erupted. All that remained was curiosity and longing as he stared intently at his mother's vulva. He began to gaze upon his longed-for sacred place, his fingers gently parting Liu Mei's plump labia and inserting inside. 　　He then lowered his head to the already moist opening, burying his face between her legs. Liu Mei nostrils. Her thighs involuntarily spread wider, allowing her son a clearer view. 　　The butterfly-like labia were parted, revealing the alluring vulva to Li Xiaoyong's eyes. A small hole above her pink anus twitched incessantly, while her own birth canal was tightly squeezed shut, revealing only a narrow slit. 　　Li Xiaoyong couldn't wait any longer. He forcefully spread his mother's thighs to open her vagina. At that moment, his lust completely erupted, overwhelming him and making his breathing heavy and rapid. He quickly stripped off all his clothes and pressed his now-hard penis against the entrance of his mother's vagina. At that moment, his mother gave her son a gift—a soft, viscous fluid that overflowed from her vagina. 　　Finally, Li Xiaoyong was so excited that he could barely stand. He thrust his hips forward forcefully. 　　"Ah! He... went in!" 　　"Mom! I'm back!" The soft, smooth vaginal walls wrapped around his penis, and the constant flow of vaginal fluid lubricated his advancing glans. 　　Li Xiaoyong felt as if he had entered a warm, damp little room, where every part of the room tightly pressed against his penis, enveloping and entangling him. 　　The moment Liu Mei's penis entered her, her mind went blank. The intense pleasure from her son's vigorous thrusting caused a temporary lack of blood flow to her brain. Her clitoris, engorged and protruding from the constant , welcomed each thrust. 　　To match her son's rhythm, she moved her body in sync with him. As her senses returned , she realized that she hadn't felt this way in years, like a wild horse galloping across the bed, with her son riding on top of her. She lay there, undisturbed. 　　Finally, Xiaoyong continued fucking his mother's cunt, which hadn't been penetrated in so many years , for over twenty minutes without changing positions, continuing in the same primal way.

She was already feeling her strength waning. Her uterus was contracting from her son's repeated thrusts
, and although the vaginal fluid gushing from her cervix hadn't yet become overwhelming, she knew in her heart that it was on
the verge of bursting.

But her son didn't stop fucking his mother; he needed to completely conquer her body. Each
time, he thrust deeply to the very root, each time penetrating the wall of her uterus, his glans sliding over the soft
, elastic opening of her cervix, before withdrawing again and beginning another thrust.
Liu Mei finally ejaculated during one of her son's deep thrusts, her vaginal fluid gushing from her uterus and vaginal walls
.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyong's penis also lost its target. Under the dousing of hot fluid, he also felt
a wave of pleasure from the contractions, but just as he was about to climax, his penis was sucked rhythmically by the open mouth of his mother's uterus
, like a small mouth.

"Ah! Mom! I can't hold back anymore, I'm going to cum!"

"Ah! My... God! My... soul... has already... flown... away... my son...
my God... I... want to be fucked by you forever!"

For the next two days, except for eating, resting, and going to the toilet, Liu Mei and Li Xiaoyong spent almost all their
time making love in bed. Li Xiaoyong seemed to want to use all his passion and strength to insert his penis
into his mother's vagina as much as possible. And each time, his mother would tightly wrap her legs around her son's waist and
tighten her vagina, as if she was afraid that her son's penis would run away. Her son wanted to shoot all his semen and
passion into his mother's body, and she enjoyed the pleasure of her son's penis thrusting in and out every day.

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