Mother's Club

A Beautiful Mother's Party:

In the tranquil suburbs, lavishly decorated hotels and inns were packed. Loving couples
whispered sweet nothings while soaking in the hot springs, while young people indulged in debauchery in spacious rooms, taking various stimulants.
Not far from the hotel's hot spring area, an extremely luxurious mansion stood on the mountainside, its seemingly boundless
walls covering a vast area. Infrared surveillance cameras on the walls slowly scanned, like a dignified elder sitting there,
mocking the lowly people from afar.
The owner of the mansion was the widow of a large corporation. After her elderly husband's death, she inherited a vast
fortune, including this mansion. Now, apart from a few servants, only the thirty-four-year-old
herself and her eleven-year-old son lived there.
After dinner, Huifang dismissed the maids, letting them take the weekend off after cleaning up.
She did this once a month, a practice that puzzled the maids, but their employer's generosity
meant they didn't say anything.
Sitting on a designer sofa, waiting for her son's friends to arrive, Huifang seemed somewhat restless.
She wore a high-quality silk dress, a conservative style with a high neckline and a long, ankle-length skirt that
hugged her figure, highlighting her curves. However, beneath the dress, there were noticeable bulges, like the patterns on the fabric
, covering her entire body.
"Mom, are you nervous?" In contrast to Huifang, Yixiong wore ordinary loungewear—a simple
top and light shorts, typical of a child.
As soon as Yixiong sat down next to Huifang, he could feel her trembling, but it wasn't fear; rather,
it was a kind of excitement that made her cheeks flush.
"Mmm...you naughty boy, Mommy can't wait any longer!" Huifang's lips brushed against her son's, her lip gloss
becoming even more glossy. Her body writhed restlessly, as if ants were crawling all over her. She pinched
her son's cheek, as if playing with him, but more like she was coaxing her husband.
"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!" The crisp doorbell rang. Yixiong ran to open the door. The heavily guarded door
opened after a few clicks of the electronic buttons, and several mothers and sons filed in. Each mother was dressed elegantly,
clearly from wealthy families.
"Hello! Welcome!" Huifang opened the foyer to welcome them into the hall.
Even more excited by the arrival of her guests, her face flushed with excitement, like the evening glow.
"Everyone's been waiting a month, and it's finally time for us to show off our mothers again! Let's simply follow
the clockwise direction, show off our training results first, and then we'll all have fun together!" Skipping over all the
meaningless formalities, Yoshio, the organizer of each "Beautiful Mother Fun Party," stood in the center of the circle formed by the sofas
and announced the start of tonight's event. He spoke happily, gesturing wildly, revealing the innocence of a young boy.
"Then I'll start!" Minglang, to his left, couldn't wait to stand up. He took his mother
Yulin's hand and walked to the center of the circle.
Yulin, dressed specially for today, wore a pure white mink coat, the soft fur
covering only from her neck to her hips. Her long, slender legs, completely exposed, were
like . As she walked into the middle of the group, one could vaguely see
a winding stream of water between her swaying thighs.
"Hehe! We specially took the MRT here today to satisfy Mom's preferences!" Twelve-
year-old Minglang's words were loaded with meaning. His hand slipped under the hem of her coat from behind, gently kneading his mother's beautiful buttocks.
"Ah...yes, today I'm using this shameless posture, next to my master, my son
, enjoying the thrill of being the center of attention while I climax." Yulin's face flushed with intoxication. She
unbuttoned her coat, and the coat, worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, was tossed to the ground like trash . 　　As the coat slid down, everyone could see her naked body. At Minglang's prompting, Yulin slowly spun around, allowing everyone present to see the words written on her body. Afterward, all the mothers gasped in surprise. 　　From her full breasts to her flat stomach, it was written, "I am my own son's sex slave." On her smooth back it was written, "My body is Minglang's flesh toy." On her buttocks, it was written, "Yulin. 　　" "I wrote this this morning! Did I write it well, Mom?" Minglang reached out and smeared the oozing fluids from Yulin on her body, obscuring the crooked writing with lipstick. He used his mother as a canvas, creating lewd paintings on her. 　　"Mmm... ah... Minglang... ahh... Minglang's writing is so beautiful... Mom is so happy..." She put her hands behind her back, arched her back, exposing her aroused body. The lewd gazes of the crowd made her ooze even more fluids. All the pride she had as a world-famous model before marriage was gone. Now, she was just a sex object that derived pleasure from humiliation. 　　The surrounding audience seemed to sense her overwhelming pleasure, their breaths rising and falling in sync with hers. Minglang's small hands pressed against his mother's body, smearing the sticky, lustful fluids onto her glistening skin. The original model's slender body trembled violently, her mouth uttering muffled moans, her slightly parted thighs thrusting up her vulva, and she released the essence of her orgasm with low, panting breaths. 　　"Mommy! Mommy! It's our turn!" Before Minglang could lead his mother back to her seat, the youngest, Xiaohao , dragged his mother onto the stage. Although Xiuhong felt extremely shy, she dared not disobey her son. 　　Helping her son remove his shirt, nine-year-old Xiaohao's body was fair and thin. Xiuhong lovingly stroked her son's body . Although Xiaohao had not yet reached puberty and could not bring her pleasure in a normal way, the way he used to substitute was much more intense, so intense that she could hardly bear it. 　　"Mommy! Hurry up and take off your clothes!" Seeing his mother stop, the child's voice urged, he tugged at Xiuhong's clothes, his brows furrowing in anxiety. 　　"Okay, okay! Mom knows..." Xiuhong comforted her son, slowly taking off her clothes. The results of her long-term yoga practice made her body lines as graceful as a young girl's, with firm and elastic muscles. Her exquisite body had a large lower body, and her round and plump buttocks shone with fleshy light.

Slowly kneeling, Xiu Hong spread her knees, revealing the scenery between her legs. Her peach-shaped
buttocks nestled between her brown anus, the hair on her lower flesh shaved off, revealing her tightly closed slit. Anyone
could see her shy trembling.
"Ah...ah..." Xiao Hao dipped his hands in lubricant, his small palms
swirling around his mother's buttocks, smearing the lubricant as he stroked them, making them look incredibly tempting. Xiu Hong, her buttocks
trained into erogenous zones, moaned softly.
"Mommy! I'm going to put it in!" Her tiny fingers roamed between her buttocks, applying the lubricant to
her anus, rotating her fingers to soften her chrysanthemum. Her clenched fist pressed against her mother's anus, the expectant
opening opening and closing in sync with her breathing. With Xiao Hao's announcement, the huge object was swallowed.
"Mmm...ah...ah...!" Xiu Mei's thin lips parted wide, tears welling in her eyes.
Her intermittent moans, as if she were exhaling all the oxygen from her lungs, grew softer and softer. Although the child's fist was not large, it was still
much larger than an average person's penis, especially the angular fist. As it slowly penetrated the anal flesh, the rubbing and pushing against the anal flesh
was the most uncomfortable yet unforgettable sensation.
The excited mothers all gasped. Xiu Hong's figure was petite, and her tight anus was being
penetrated by a thick arm. She still showed an expression of both discomfort and pleasure. As Xiao Hao's arm went deeper and
deeper, almost reaching her elbow, they wondered if that thirty centimeters of penetration would rupture her intestines.
"
Ah ...
ah 　　... ahh ... 　　When Zhiqing appeared next, there were three figures, not two. He held a dog leash for walking, and his mother, Meiyun, was attached to a collar at the other end. From Meiyun's collar was another leash, connected to a huge dog—his mother's canine husband, George. 　　"Sit!" Twelve-year-old Zhiqing, like a professional trainer, commanded Meiyun and George with a short command. The two obediently sat down. Meiyun mimicked George's forelegs, tucking them in front of her chest , her red tongue slightly protruding, her face flushed with excitement. 　　"Lie down! Lift your butt!" Pulling on his mother's collar, Zhiqing tried to appear serious , but he couldn't help but laugh. Meiyun obeyed her son's commands, kneeling down, her elbows on the ground, her peach-like buttocks raised high, revealing her moist, fleshy bottom. 　　Her small hands caressed her mother's flesh, the gradually secreting fluids exuding pheromones. George , trained to be aroused, his bright red penis swelled rapidly upon smelling his mistress's scent, becoming long and sticky, with a small fist-sized bulb at the base. 　　"Um…please, masters…watch me mate with George…" Tears welled in her eyes from shame, but Meiyun's cheeks were flushed with excitement. She trembled as she uttered her request, each word carefully enunciated, while swaying her hips to entice the tongue-twisting George. 　　"Um…you must perform well for the other masters!" Nodding, Zhiqing granted his mother's self-deprecating request. He bound George's forelegs with protective fur, leading the almost uncontrollable dog to his mother's shoulder. His burning hot, forward-pointing penis pressed against her vulva, the red shaft glistening with even more moisture. 　　"Mmm... Ahh... Master... George is so amazing!" The difference between animals and humans was immediately apparent in a very short time. George, driven only by his mating instincts, didn't use any flirting techniques. With a push of his hind legs, he began a violent thrusting process. The audience held their breath, watching his waist swing back and forth rapidly. The honeyed flesh, which had only entered at the tip, was penetrated deeper and deeper with each thrust, expanding with each insertion. The red penis, in the high-frequency thrusting , had penetrated to the point that even the bulb was squeezed into the body. 　　"Mmm... Mmm... Ha... Ahh..." George's waist slammed against Meiyun's buttocks at high speed, with short , lewd sounds of flesh hitting flesh. The sweaty buttocks were covered with dog hair. However, after the bulb entered the woman's body, the range of motion between human and dog decreased. The stuck bulb pulled on the erotic flesh, creating a painful pleasure, forcing Meiyun to orgasm even in the dog's short-lived high-speed thrusting. 　　"Ah... Master... please let George walk slowly... ah..." Biting her lower lip, enduring the pain of her flesh being pulled , George changed from a position lying on her back to a position with his buttocks facing each other before being pulled away by Zhiqing with his leash . However, this caused Meiyun, whose bulb had not yet subsided and was stuck inside her, great suffering. She crawled backwards, pleading with her son for pity with tears in her eyes. 　　To make it easier for the immobile Meiyun to leave, Su Rou and her son, who were waiting to go on stage, deliberately waited for a while, but that was perhaps just Xiao Jian's way of showing consideration for his mother. 　　Like Yu Lin, Su Rou also wore a loose coat to the banquet, but that was not because she had a tendency to expose herself, but because she was thinking of her four-month pregnant fetus and did not want to hinder her physical comfort. 　　After taking off her coat, as everyone could predict from her appearance, she wore a very ordinary maternity dress underneath. However, once the maternity dress was removed, Su Rou's enormous breasts became the focus of the entire room. Her plump, white flesh seemed about to burst out of her bra, creating a cleavage that drew gasps of admiration from the mothers. 　　Compared to her pregnant belly, perhaps her F-cup breasts were her heaviest burden. After giving birth to Xiao Jian's first child, she took medication to maintain the elasticity of her breast tissue and prevent her milk supply from declining. As a result, when she became pregnant with her second child , her breasts finally became so large and alluring. Now, Su Rou has become someone who will never stop breastfeeding, able to continuously supply Xiao Jian and his sister with abundant breast milk nutrition.

"Knock!!" A gentle press on the bra clasp released her breasts, which immediately slipped off. Her swaying
breasts resembled two perfectly shaped bell-shaped puddings, smooth and white, truly a surging torrent.
No elaborate performance was needed; simply removing her bra to display her beautiful breasts was enough to make mothers envious,
especially her well-maintained nipples, tender and erect, like a young girl's innocent charm, yet the size of her breasts
was the mature fullness of a married woman.
The oldest, Xiao Jian, was also developing the fastest. At only thirteen, he was already close to his mother's height, especially
in the development of his secondary sexual characteristics, where he was even more advanced than adults in certain areas. Because of this, under
the intimate guidance of his mother's body, Su Rou became pregnant with his children repeatedly.
Compared to the unusual master-servant relationship between other mothers and sons, Xiao Jian and Su Rou were more like lovers. There weren't
many methods of discipline; it was simply Xiao Jian's love for his mother's breasts that nurtured Su Rou's large and
beautiful breasts.
Standing behind his mother, Xiao Jian's hands caressed her pregnant body. Her four-month-old belly was slightly protruding, smooth, and
one could feel life being born within. His small hands couldn't fully grasp the swollen breasts,
so he squeezed with both hands, one on each side, until the long-accumulated milk gushed from her bright red nipples under pressure
.
"Mmm...ah...it's coming out...squeeze harder...ahhh..." The slender white jets of milk powerfully
arced through the air, their natural whiteness seemingly exuding a milky fragrance. Su Rou, on the other hand, wore a dazed
expression, the pain surrounding her breasts as the milk was released. An electric current surged through her, a maternal
happiness filling her entire body, even wetting her crotch.
The white milk pooled on the floor, forming a white pond. No one counted how long Xiao Jian had been milking her
; all that was known was that Su Rou's milk flowed endlessly, gushing out with every squeeze, until her snow-white body was completely covered in the sweet milky
white before Xiao Jian stopped.
The youngest, Xiao Hao, looked enviously at the milk scattered on the floor, licking his lips and snuggling against
his mother. He twisted his four fingers inside Xiu Hong's anus, pleading and threatening in his childish voice
that his mother should also bear him a child and then breastfeed him again.
Xiao Hao wasn't alone; the other children were also rubbing their mothers' breasts. Although they didn't make
any demands, the mothers all knew what kind of effort they had to make for their masters.
Xiao Jian considerately helped his mother back to her seat. The last to be displayed were today's masters, Yi Xiong and Hui Fang.
They didn't deliberately clean up the milk left by Su Rou; instead, they playfully waded through the puddles, their bare
feet covered in white milk, the sound of water echoing in the hall, a symbol of incest between mother and child.
Standing obediently, Huifang's skirt was stained dark by the splashed milk. Under the careful observation of the crowd,
the tracks under her dress were more obvious, as if she were wearing another dress under the thin fabric
.
Stripped of her beautiful and reserved appearance, what was exposed was her body bound by her own son. Rough ropes ran from
her neck down, around her breasts, around her waist, entangled the relationship between mother and son, and then the
binding ended at her buttocks. Two ropes passed between her legs, and several thinner ropes were used to
pull open the gold ring tied to her labia, revealing the bright red flesh inside.
"This is a binding method my mother and I researched together... like this, you have to go around it like this... and cross it here
..." Pulling his mother down to kneel, Yixiong, using his height to guide her, began explaining the process of binding her
. His small hands tugged at one end of the rope, causing the other end to inadvertently dig into her flesh. The rough friction
and the resulting hot sensation made Huifang gasp again.
Having been trained as a masochist before her husband's death, Huifang could no longer derive pleasure from conventional sex
. The minimum she could accept was binding. Even with the young and physically
weak Yixiong bound, she could still experience complete satisfaction.
"Mmm... ahh..." The pulled rope left more bruises on her body, the crisscrossing red lines
forming intricate geometric patterns on her fair skin. Yixiong's reckless pulling caused
the gold ring to shift, making Huifang tremble with both pain and pleasure.
The children still sitting on the sofa, from the initial demonstration to watching other mothers' demonstrations,
had their immature desires pushed to the limit. The gentle caresses of their own mothers' hot bodies were unbearable;
their tender penises were all erect, some even making their mothers' hands sticky with sweat. They were now just waiting
for Yoshio's call to rush to their favorite sex slaves.
"..." Huifang, equally excited, sensed the impulsive atmosphere around them. Although Yoshio
was still enthusiastically explaining the details of his bondage, Huifang whispered in his ear, urging him to finish quickly
so everyone could enjoy themselves.
"Well then, my mother's demonstration ends here. Everyone find your favorite sex toys and have
fun!" Yoshio, still just a child, was unhappy that he couldn't fully display his accomplishment, but
after Huifang whispered something in his ear, seemingly promising something, Yoshio nodded, happily releasing
everyone's pent-up desires.
The happy children cheered, though what they were about to do was an adult act. The children temporarily left
their beloved mothers, their naked, slender bodies, erect white stalks, and
walked towards the married women who piqued their interest most. The mature, beautiful bodies, thoroughly trained, glistened with juices and exuded fragrance, like a blooming
rose, awaiting the boys' ravaging.
(Continued from "The Beautiful Mother's Pleasure Party" - Xiao Jian and Su Rou)
The floor-to-ceiling windows let in warm sunlight, projecting the shape of the window frames onto the carpet.
The exquisitely handwoven carpet, so valuable it was almost too precious to step on, was an exclusive enjoyment for the upper class.
In the master bedroom, larger than the living room of an average home, lay a much larger bed, on which a figure was wriggling.
A silk quilt, soft as a cloud, covered the user, almost
weightless yet incredibly warm, its touch as light as a cloud.
Even among commercially available silk quilts, this was a remarkably expensive and high-end product.
Looking around, every item in sight spoke of
the extraordinary status of the family's owner, far removed from ordinary people.
"Hmm..." The quilt stirred, and a plump, white arm emerged, slowly pushing the quilt down. A soft,
delicate breath escaped her lips, revealing first a head of disheveled, dark brown hair and a striking profile.
"Ugh...!" The exquisitely beautiful Su Rou, her unadorned lips a pale red, breathed softly from between
her pearly teeth , her brow furrowed with a subtle blend of pleasure and pain. Her left hand pulled back the seemingly weightless
quilt, her eyes fixed on the source of the pain.
The bright sunlight allowed her to clearly see what was happening inside the blankets. In the warm bed, a
handsome young man held her waist with both arms, as if embracing a precious treasure, refusing to let go even in
his sleep . His face was pressed against her large, full breasts, his mouth open, sucking on one nipple, drawing in her
endless flow of milk.
"Ah... even in my sleep, I'm stealing Mommy's milk..." Another unconscious sucking ensued .
The flow of the breast milk as it was drawn caused her pregnant uterus to twitch. Her uterus, which had been filled just yesterday, seemed to be
overflowing . The woman gently stroked the young man's head, her voice filled with doting affection.
The couple, with a significant age gap, embraced naked. The pure white sheets were stained with dried dampness,
remnants of their lovemaking the previous night. Compared to the developing boy, Su Rou's pregnant body was full and rounded
. Their thighs were intertwined, their legs stained with unwashed fluids. Even with a third person in
her womb as a barrier, their skin pressed together was an intimacy that would make anyone envious.
"Oh! Xiao Jian is always so energetic in the morning!" She let the boy suckle her breast, enjoying
the slightly painful sweetness. Further down, obscured by her abdomen, the boy's youthful erection pressed against her
swollen belly, as if a subtle hint.
"Ugh...uh...ah...!!" As she reached down, her slender hand trying to soothe the hardness
, several female voices and yawns suddenly came from beside the bed.
Knowing her daughter was awake at first, Su Rou dared not linger in the bed with Xiao Jian. She quickly and gently
unbuckled Xiao Jian and, before her daughter could cry, held her in her arms. The baby girl, toothless, instinctively
suckled at the other nipple her brother hadn't yet reached, contentedly drinking the sweet milk.
Su Rou, pregnant with her third child, sat on the edge of the bed, her ivory-white skin reflecting the sunlight. Her five-
month pregnant belly accentuated her curves, a woman's most idyllic figure silhouetted against the bed. Holding her daughter, not yet
a year old her son, who had rolled over behind her, his legs pressed against her hips—a harmonious
and beautiful scene, like a masterpiece, with both figures smiling.
"What's wrong with me that you go to see those other women every night?!" Uncontrollable anger
, like flames, engulfed her entire body. Su Rou's former beauty pageant champion aura vanished, leaving only
the roar of a resentful woman abandoned by her husband.
"It's just some men's socializing. Women shouldn't meddle in business matters!" Having just
returned home from a gentle, seductive place, the strong scent of the young actress's perfume wafting undisguisedly filled the air.
Cheng En, who had been in a great mood, suddenly turned stern, tossing his designer suit jacket to the ground as he berated his newlywed wife, whom he was already tired of.
"Socializing?! The lipstick mark on your collar is socializing, but what about the one on your chest? Tell me! Tell me!" Su
Rou grabbed the shirt with the obvious red lipstick mark and ripped it open forcefully. The ripped buttons revealed a muscular
chest covered in bruises—anyone could tell what kind of marks they were.
"Let go! I don't want to talk to you!!" Pushing the almost hysterical Su Rou away forcefully,
Cheng En, unable to explain himself, ignored his disheveled state and angrily turned and left, abandoning his sobbing wife and
striding out of the room.
"Waaah...waaah...why are you doing this to me...didn't you say you'd love me forever...?"
Su Rou, sprawled on the floor, felt an even greater sorrow than the pain of her fall. Her once-beauty-winning body
trembled on the carpet. Beside her lay her husband's coat, its strong fragrance seeming to mock her for aging so quickly after only three years of marriage
.
"Mom...Mom...don't...cry..." Awakened by the couple's loud commotion from the next room,
little Jian, just over a year old, toddled to his mother's side. Instead of crying, he stroked Su Rou's disheveled hair with his drool-covered little hands. He mimicked Su Rou's usual comforting tone, offering her immense solace
through his still-uneven teeth . 　　"Hmm... Xiao Jian is right, Mom shouldn't cry. Mom still has you, hmm! Mom's most beloved Xiao Jian!" Su Rou quickly calmed herself down, sat up, and tightly hugged her innocent and adoring son, who only knew how to love her . She secretly made a decision in her heart to free herself and her son from this kind of life. 　　The biggest news! It was the most beautiful joke. A former beauty queen, after two years of relentless pursuit by the young master of a well-known company, finally accepted his marriage proposal. The lavish wedding banquet, the beautiful bride and groom, their sweet embrace making countless people envious, the major news media rushed to report it, and political and business celebrities came in droves to offer their congratulations—it was truly a wedding of the century. 　　But after the wedding, and shortly after the honeymoon, the groom was constantly embroiled in scandals, especially after the bride became pregnant. Various rumors circulated, from his female secretary to new faces in the entertainment industry, the whispers and whispers rising and falling… 　　"I really...can't take it anymore... Waaah...he was unfaithful while I was pregnant...waaah...he was a womanizer everywhere... I could tolerate it...but recently he's gone even further...not only does he beat me when he's drunk...he even tried to lay a hand on our one-year-old son...!!" Su-rou, wearing sunglasses, sobbed and wiped away tears with a handkerchief . Unconcealable bruises marred her chin and forehead. Her efforts to deliberately pick a fight with Cheng-en after he was drunk yesterday had paid off , allowing her to easily put on this show at the press conference. 　　Flashbulbs blared as Su-rou, along with several female legislators and representatives from women's groups, opened the press conference.

Su Rou filed a lawsuit against Cheng En for marital infidelity and domestic violence. Within a few months, the private
investigators Su Rou hired to investigate her husband's philandering was laid bare before the public, providing
gossip fodder and prompting half the city to condemn the heartless beast.
With strong public opinion and support from many women's groups, even some attention-seeking male legislators
condemned Cheng En's behavior. The lawsuit seemed predetermined before it was even filed; no matter
how strong Cheng En's legal team was, they lost the case, losing not only a quarter of his assets and monthly alimony
, but also custody of Xiao Jian.
Patting her daughter's back until she burped contentedly, Su Rou put her back in the crib, sat back
down, and gently stroked Xiao Jian's hair. Looking at the handsome face inherited from her husband and herself, Su Rou
smiled .
News always heats up quickly and fades just as fast. Not long after Su Rou won her son and rightful inheritance,
she disappeared from the public eye. Desiring to escape her past, she went
to live abroad where no one knew her. There she and her son, who belonged only to her, happily spent her husband's alimony. The once sensational
scandal of the wealthy family gradually faded from people's memories.
Having lost hope in her marriage but not in love, she transferred all her love to her son
. As time passed, the mother's eyes were only for her son, and the son's eyes were only for his mother.
"Mmm... Mom... my little stick is so warm... so comfortable... mmm..." The boy's cherry-red tongue dripped with
Su Rou's saliva. Between kisses, he mumbled about his feelings upon losing his virginity. Xiao Jian,
short as he was, lay on top of Su Rou, who was much taller than him, awkwardly twisting his waist.
"Mmm... good little Jian... Mommy loves you... yes... ahh... move your waist like this... oh..." Soft words
guided the inexperienced boy, making his tender penis throb inside her. Although he wasn't as
large as an adult's, the youthful pulse in his veins still made her incredibly wet.
"Mmm... Mommy! Mommy! Something's coming out! Ah! Ah!" The two embraced, their bodies drenched in passion
. Experiencing the wonder of a woman's body for the first time, the young boy, after only a dozen or so thrusts,
released his first ejaculation into his mother's womb. His thin body stiffened, his waist trembled, and he instinctively
pushed his waist forward, his penis penetrating deeper, as if trying to squeeze himself into her honeyed flesh,
ejaculating and filling the womb that had once nurtured him.
"Mmm! Ahh... Hah! Good boy... You're so good, you're such a good boy, Xiao Jian..." A burning pulse
filled Su Rou's once wounded heart. Although a boy's first performance was never entirely satisfactory
, it held a promising future. Su Rou breathed heavily, holding the boy nestled between her breasts. Xiao Jian's hands were large
and adult-like, and he seemed to instinctively know to caress her breasts.
His caressing touch sent waves of pleasure through her breasts, her body and mind tingling.
On the day Su Rou used her body to teach Xiao Jian the difference between boys and girls, their relationship transcended that of mother and son.
Unaware that his mother was caressing his head in his sleep, Xiao Jian, overcome by heat, kicked off the covers, rolling over
into a starfish position. Between his naked legs, youthful energy shone through;
his penis, much larger than those of other children his age, was white and erect.
Looking at his childish, unruly sleeping posture, yet with an erect penis like an adult, Su Rou didn't know whether to be angry or
amused. She slowly moved from the head of the bed to Xiao Jian's waist, her expression gradually shifting from that of a mother to that of a
woman.
Her lips took her son's penis into her mouth, Su Rou carefully and gently sucking on the shaft. Her slippery tongue traced
down the tip, saliva rolling over the shaft before pushing it deep into her throat. The boy's penis had a firm yet soft, fleshy
feel, its developing length just touching the back of her throat, making it easy for Su Rou to take it all in without feeling strained.
Gently sucking in, gently spitting out, deliberately not wanting to wake Xiao Jian, she carefully attended to her son's
morning needs. With each swallow and release of her red lips, a thick layer of saliva glistened on the shaft
.
"Mmm... Ha..." Although he was dreaming, his body, which had woken up even earlier than his mind, honestly revealed
his feelings. A blush involuntarily appeared on the boy's face, and his body became hot. Even Su Rou could
feel his burning body temperature from his mouth, signaling the boy's impending climax.
"Mmm... Ahh... Mom... Good morning..." His body trembled several times, and beads of sweat appeared on the boy's body. His
newly metabolized penis released fresh semen, which, with a shudder, all entered Su Rou's mouth.
At the same time, Xiao Jian, who had also woken up, looked at his mother, who was holding his penis, without any hesitation and obediently greeted her.
"Mmm... The little sleepyhead is awake!" Her tightly closed lips left the tip of his penis, her mouth filled with fresh semen.
The thick, white fluid swirled on her tongue, mixing with saliva. The fishy, sweet taste made Su Rou feel hot. After
carefully savoring it, she reluctantly swallowed it and kissed Xiao Jian's cheek.
"Mommy! I want milk..." The sleepy boy, before fully waking up, eagerly sought his mother's love.
Su Rou's round, large breasts had always been his favorite place. He pressed his face against the soft, elastic
flesh, full of milk, smelling Su Rou's fragrance, and eagerly took her nipple into his mouth, sucking out a
mouthful of sweetness, then greedily swallowing.
Intoxicated by the softness on his cheek, with his stomach filled with the delicious food his mother had prepared for him,
the only difference between Xiao Jian and his sleeping sister was that after satisfying his appetite, his sexual desire was even stronger.
The energy the boy used for development was rapidly metabolizing, injecting his recently softened corpora cavernosa with a full amount of blood
.
"Oh...ah...Mommy's hands are so soft...I love it..." Xiao Jian's burgeoning erection brought an irresistible
smile to Su Rou's face. The boy, whose height was almost catching up with his mother's, leaned at the waist right next to Su Rou's hand, so the mother
's hand caressed her son's penis, adding fuel to his fire.
"Hmm...ah...Mommy..." The skillful caressing, the soft hand grasping the shaft,
rubbing the delicate skin up and down from head to tail, was quite something. Although it wasn't the first time the inexperienced boy had received his mother's service, he was still...
He was still too young to understand male pride, and only groaned indistinctly like a girl as Su Rou gave in.
"Mommy...Mommy...it's so full...I want to put it in..." Her slender hands controlled the boy, keeping him
just a few steps away from orgasm. His reddened penis dripped with fluid, yearning for the most intimate contact with his mother.
Impatiently, Xiao Jian's fingers dug into her breasts, urging his mother on with a willful pain.
"Good boy...don't be impatient...ahhh!!" Leaning against the headboard, with a pillow supporting his waist, between his wide-open
legs , the wet petals were blooming. Following her guidance, the boy thrust his hot,
wet flesh into the shaved honey hole.
"Mmm...ah...good boy...don't be impatient...mmm..." The passionate penis penetrated deeply, moving within the tight embrace of her honeyed flesh
. With each thrust, it brought forth copious amounts of her juices. The boy endured the ever-increasing pleasure, kneeling on Su Rou
's body, vigorously thrusting his hips. His naked body and pregnant belly touched from time to time, exchanging
the sweat that seeped out.
The swaying of the penis not only created lewd sounds but also caused the breasts to ripple. Her fleshy
breasts trembled and swayed with each of Xiao Jian's thrusts, the full flesh like milk volcanoes filled with milk,
as if they would burst forth with overflowing milk with each sway.
"Mmm...Mommy...Mommy's body feels so good inside...and the milk tastes so good..." The penis, nearing its limit,
enjoyed the beauty of his mother's body in her wetness. Her breasts, which he couldn't quite grasp, were being squeezed forcefully between Xiao Jian's fingers.
When those slender fingertips sank into her flesh, the swollen nipples were forced to secrete milk, which flowed wastefully onto Su Rou's
body. The white, meandering flow on her delicate skin emitted a pure milky fragrance.
"Ah...good boy...good Xiao Jian...a little harder...mmm...good girl...faster..." Su Rou didn't scold Xiao Jian
for the pain he caused her breasts. Even though the flesh where he had sank into her breasts was bruised with the marks of his fingerprints, the squeezing of her breasts caused milk
to splash on them. The burning pain, under Xiao Jian's licking, transformed into an even stronger pleasure. Following
the flow of milk, following Xiao Jian's licking of her breasts, her pregnant uterus convulsed incessantly, only the copious
white fluid could stop it.
"Mommy! Mommy!!!" Xiao Jian, his lips and tongue smeared with milk, suddenly sat up. The wet, hot
grip finally overwhelmed the boy. His slender waist trembled between his mother's legs. Short,
intense thrusts pushed his penis deep inside, again and again. In that deepest moment, the boy called out to his mother,
his hands digging into her breasts, squeezing out two high-flying jets of white fluid.
"Ugh...ahhh!!" Holding her son's buttocks, she endured his transgression, but all her
love, the pain in her breasts, compensated for the boy's lack of stamina. The confused sensations mixed with the pleasure of the hot fluid
created a mesmerizing climax. Although it only lasted a few seconds, the eruption from his nipples was spectacular
, white like fireworks, sprinkling onto both of them. Some of it evaporated with their body heat, filling the room
with a strange and erotic milky scent.
The limp boy dared not lie on his mother's belly, but instead nestled tenderly beside Su Rou. He lingered,
caressing his mother's full breasts, smearing them with milk, savoring the softness of her flesh. His quick reflexes were remarkable
; the lust in his eyes hadn't subsided, and his honest body reacted immediately. His dripping penis rose again
, pressing against Su Rou's leg.
"Mmm...waaaaaa..." But Xiao Jian's younger sister, oblivious to the danger, woke up at this moment, her
soft , clear cries stealing her mother away from her brother.
Her pregnant body was still damp with sweat and milk, soaking the baby clothes in Su Rou's arms
. The crying baby immediately smiled happily in her mother's arms, while Xiao Jian, pouting, retaliated by poking his sister
's cheek and kissing Su Rou. She, in turn, used one hand to pull Xiao Jian closer, tightly embracing him, her hands bound
to her most cherished family.

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