I'll fuck your mother 1-3

"Wow, that's your mom!"

"Yeah, my mom's beautiful, isn't she? Everyone says she looks like Teresa Cheung."

After watching a beautiful dance video of my mom on the computer, Lü Bian's eyes lit up with a strange light, and then he suddenly said, "Your mom's name is Wang Manli, a famous dancer."

"What, you know my mom too?" This time it was my turn to be surprised.

This Lü Bian is my classmate, we usually get along quite well, he's handsome, and his family is rich.

But I've never invited him to my house, let alone had the chance to meet my mom. But judging from his tone just now, it seems like he's met my mom before.

Lu Bian smiled to cover his embarrassment, "Uh, I don't know her. I just saw her once somewhere."

I asked, puzzled, "That's strange. My mom goes to her dance class every day, she doesn't meet many people, and she rarely goes to school. How could you have met her?"

Lu Bian said, "Come on, as a fellow dancer, your mom is quite famous in the city. It's perfectly normal for me to have seen her dance. By the way, didn't you ask me to help your mom with something? Tell me, how?"

"You seemed reluctant to help before you came," I muttered, suddenly realizing his attitude had changed drastically, especially after seeing my mom's dance video.

Lu Bian smiled, "Chen Ziyan, given our relationship, I have to help your mom no matter what, otherwise I wouldn't have come with you."

"Is that so?" At this moment, I hesitated.

Lu Bian saw through my act and said impatiently, "Brother, you were the one who begged me to help your mom. Now that I've agreed, you're going back on your word. Is it fun to play with me?"

"I'm not playing with you," I explained sheepishly. "It's like this, my mom was going to participate in a city-wide dance competition, but just yesterday, her dance partner got sick and will be hospitalized for at least a month..."

Lu Bian muttered, "The city-wide dance competition, you mean the Xinsilu Dance Competition? What kind of dance does your mom do?"

I mumbled, "I don't know, maybe ballroom dancing, the kind where two people hold hands on each other's shoulders and dance together. You're a dancer too, you should know ballroom dancing, right?"

Speaking of dance, Lu Bian had been practicing since he was a child because his mother was also a dancer. However, after his parents divorced three years ago, Lu Bian stopped practicing.

But every semester at school, Lu Bian, with his excellent dance skills, represented his class in performances and achieved many good results.

With the city's dance competition fast approaching, my mother's longtime dance partner suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized. She'd been looking very worried these past few days, and in desperation, I thought of asking Lü Bian to give it a try.

However, when Lü Bian heard my suggestion, and considering my mother is forty-one years old, he immediately refused, thinking that women her age were no different from those middle-aged women dancing in the square.

I insisted, telling him that although my mother was forty-one, she took good care of herself and had a figure like an eighteen-year-old girl—after all, she's a professional dancer, and a good figure is essential for her career.

Lü Bian didn't believe me, so he came with me to see my mother's dance videos. He finally believed me and immediately agreed.

That day, Lü Bian stayed at my house to wait for my mother to come home from work. While waiting, I asked him to play games, but he, who is usually very interested in games, unusually refused.

He said he wanted to better help my mother, so he went into my mother's dance studio to take a look and watched many of her dance videos.

I couldn't be bothered to look at him anymore and just played League of Legends by myself.

I don't know how much time passed, but I got a little hungry and turned around to look, only to realize that Lü Bian seemed to have disappeared for a long time.

After searching around, I found him still in my mom's dance studio.

Our house is over 150 square meters, a two-living room, four-bedroom layout.

Besides the master bedroom where my parents live, the other two rooms are for my sister and me, and the guest room is empty. My mom converted this room into a dance studio, installing a large mirror on each of the four walls for excellent soundproofing. It's filled with various training equipment, sound system, and a huge wardrobe in the back, specifically for storing all the dresses, costumes, stockings, high heels, and other items my mom wears for dance practice.

At that moment, Lü Bian was in front of that wardrobe, rummaging through my mom's various stockings, his eyes gleaming with a strange light.

I was annoyed by what I was seeing, so I coughed and went in, saying, "Lu Bian, what are you doing?"

"Uh, nothing," Lu Bian said guiltily, withdrawing his hand and asking, "By the way, is your mom back?"

I was about to answer when I heard the door open and the sound of high heels clicking on the floor.

No need to guess, it was definitely my mom coming home from work.

"Yan Yan, you're home." Before the words were even finished, a graceful and beautiful woman appeared before Lu Bian and me.

Today, my mom was wearing a purple dress, stockings, and high heels—the standard for her. Her long, dark red hair was styled in a high bun, and her makeup and attire were as sexy and alluring as ever.

Anyone who didn't know her would never believe she was a mother of two.

Even I, who see my mom dressed up every day, couldn't help but glance at her. Lu Bian, on the other hand, was completely stunned when he saw my mom.

"Oh, we have a guest today?"

Hearing my mother's words, I suddenly realized, "Yes, Mom, this is my classmate, his name is Lü Bian, he's a very good dancer."

"Hello, Teacher Wang." Although Lü Bian was stunned at this moment, he was, after all, a rich young master who had seen a lot of the world, and he still had the necessary manners.

"Hello, student." My mom nodded to Lü Bian, then asked, "By the way, you called me 'teacher' earlier, do you know me?"

Lü Bian smiled and said, "Teacher Wang, you're a star in the city's dance scene. I practiced dance for a few years and have seen many of your teaching videos."

"Really?" My mom smiled knowingly. "Then let's exchange ideas sometime."

I quickly said, "Mom, no need for 'later.' Aren't you short of a dance partner lately? Lü Bian is a very good dancer, so I'm planning to have him as your partner and try to win a championship to boost your dance studio's reputation."

My mom waved her hand and laughed, "Don't joke around. I'm participating in a city-level dance competition; you need a solid foundation. Besides, how old is your student?"

"Although he's only sixteen, he's a really good dancer."

Before I could finish explaining, Lü Bian stepped forward and extended his hand, saying, "Teacher Wang, words are not enough. I can prove it to you with my skills."

"You've really practiced?" My mom looked at him hesitantly.

"I definitely won't let you down, Teacher Wang," Lü Bian said confidently.

"Alright, then I'll see your dance skills." My mother put down her backpack and reached out to shake his hand.

"Yan Yan, go play some dance music for Mom," my mother instructed me, then she and Lü Bian started dancing, hand in hand.

As the saying goes, a master's touch is immediately apparent.

Although I don't usually dance, I often see my mother dance. Seeing them, even though it was their first time working together, their movements were very skillful, elegant, and natural, without the slightest hint of awkwardness; they seemed like longtime partners.

The only thing that bothered me was that they were standing shoulder to shoulder, and my mother's large breasts were naturally pressed against Lü Bian's chest, being squeezed and deformed multiple times.

Although Lü Bian was expressionless and his movements were very proper, knowing him as I do, he must have been secretly enjoying the thrill.

You see, I've never touched my mother's breasts since I can remember, except maybe when I was breastfeeding as a baby.

My sister even teased me about how I suckled like a little pig when I was a baby, making loud smacking noises, a memory she remembers vividly.

But before I grew up and could remember anything, I never had the chance to get close to my mother.

At that moment, I suddenly regretted not learning to dance with my mother before.

After one dance, my mother was very satisfied with Lü Bian's dancing skills, even a little unsatisfied, and asked me to choose a more difficult dance.

Lü Bian handled it with ease. This dance was faster-paced, with more frequent physical contact between the two, including a difficult move where Lü Bian wrapped his arms around my mother's waist and spun her around twice.

My mother, always very dedicated to her dance work, hadn't really noticed Lü Bian's physical changes.

Facing such a sexy and alluring woman, even though she was his good classmate's mother, Lü Bian was already suffering immensely; his manhood involuntarily sprang to life, paying its highest respect to the unknown area just beyond her skirt.

After another dance, my mother finally separated from Lü Bian, having found her answer. She tentatively asked, "Your name is Lü Bian, right? I do have a dance competition coming up, it's very important to me, but my partner is hospitalized..."

Lü Bian said urgently, "Teacher Wang, I can help you."

My mother hesitated for a moment, then asked, "I don't have much time left, and the competition piece is even more difficult, requiring at least four hours of practice time from you and me every day."

"No problem," Lü Bian replied crisply.

My mother still hesitated: "Won't this interfere with your studies?"

Lü Bian said nonchalantly, "No, my family is rich anyway. No matter how good or bad my grades are, I can easily get into a prestigious university."

My mother suddenly realized, "Okay, if you really want to help me, then come to my dance training center every afternoon after school, and come to my house on weekends to practice together."

Lü Bian said, "No problem."

My mother smiled with relief: "After it's done, no matter what results I achieve, Auntie will give you a reward. What kind of reward do you want Auntie to give you?"

Lü Bian waved his hand shamelessly, "The reward doesn't matter. It's my honor to help Teacher Wang. Besides, you are Chen Ziyan's mother, so I should help you complete this dance competition even more."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Auntie. There's one good thing about me: if I want to do something, I'll do it to the best of my ability. This time, if I help you, I will definitely help you win the championship."

"No need, just do your best."

The two, a man and a woman twenty-five years apart, chatted about dance, seemingly finding kindred spirits, talking on and on, leaving me hanging.

I only stopped them because my stomach was growling loudly.

While my mother was in the kitchen cooking, I pulled Lü Bian into my bedroom and solemnly warned, "Lü Bian, let me tell you, I called you here to help, no other intentions..."

Lü Bian understood my implication and snapped, "What? She's your mother, the mother of my best friend and the one I respect most. What else can I do besides help you dance with her?" "Uh

, you'd better say that." Saying this, I felt a pang of guilt.

That evening, Lü Bian stayed at my house for dinner.

After resting for an hour, my mother gave Lü Bian some clothes to take a shower.

At eight o'clock that evening, the two, both dance majors, eagerly went into the adjacent dance studio to practice the piece my mother was going to use for her competition.

Curious, I went in to watch for a while and saw my mom still teaching Lü Bian some basic skills. Feeling bored, I went back to my room to play games.

For soundproofing, my mom closed the dance studio door after I left.

It wasn't until 11 PM that my mom opened the door and told Lü Bian to sleep with me that night and go to school together the next day.

Lü Bian didn't hesitate and slept in my bed that night.

"Ziyan, is your mom really forty-one years old?" Lü Bian suddenly asked me while we were sleeping.

I told him, "Of course! My sister's twenty-two, I'm sixteen, and my mom's forty-one, isn't that normal?"

Lü Bian then asked, "What about your dad? I haven't seen him all day."

I honestly told him, "My dad's a sailor. He bought a ship with a partner, and he doesn't come back for months at a time."

Lü Bian sighed, "Wow, months at a time... that means..."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, haha."

"Boring," I rolled my eyes at him and turned to go to sleep.

Lü Bian, however, was tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He suddenly sat up and whispered, "I can't sleep, I'm going to watch TV for a while."

"Keep it down, don't disturb my mom's sleep," I instructed, then ignored him.

"Okay," Lü Bian replied, then opened the door and left.

Not long after, I heard my mother's gentle voice: "Lü Bian, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Lü Bian replied, "I can't sleep well in this unfamiliar place."

My mother said guiltily, "Uh, it's all my fault. If you really can't sleep, I'll take you home right away."

"No need, it's too late now, it's inconvenient to go back. I'll just watch TV for a while."

I don't know how much time passed before I drifted off to sleep. When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.

Lü Bian was gone. After leaving the bedroom, I saw him in the kitchen, helping to wash vegetables while chatting and laughing with my mother about dance.

I couldn't help but marvel at how these two, who had only met for a day, had so much to talk about. It was really strange.

For the next two or three days, Lü Bian seemed to have become my brother. Every day, we would go home from school together, then go to my mother's dance center, and then he would come back to my house with my mother. After dinner, he would practice for an extra two hours in the evening.

Lü Bian also brought a bag of his own toiletries from home, intending to stay at my house for convenience during evening practice.

Three days later, despite a 25-year age gap, their talent in dance was unparalleled. Their practice became increasingly synchronized, their movements more refined.

During each rehearsal, Lü Bian was always respectful to my mother, never overstepping his bounds, which reassured me, and I didn't disturb their practice.

My mother grew increasingly confident about the upcoming dance competition.

On the fifth evening, after Lü Bian finished showering, she gave him a set of clothes and instructed, "Little Lü, we've practiced together for five days now. You've basically mastered the steps of this piece. Now we'll officially enter competition training mode. Put on this dance outfit."

"Okay,"

Lü Bian obediently changed into the outfit. When he came out of the bedroom, I suddenly laughed: "Lü Bian, that outfit you're wearing is a bit ugly."

“It’s not ugly, it’s just a little tight, and… a little thin.” Saying this, Lü Bian glanced at my mother somewhat embarrassedly.

“Uh, it is a little thin…” my mother said hesitantly.

Lü Bian’s shirt was normal, but his pants were indeed thin and tight, tightly outlining his large lower body.

If he accidentally got an erection, it would be even bigger and thicker.

The two of them had performed their dance almost entirely in close contact. Given Lü Bian’s character, at his age and full of vigor, facing a sexy and beautiful woman like my mother, especially since she was wearing that bodycon dress for the competition, he was incredibly sexy.

If he didn’t react, he should hurry to the hospital for a checkup.

Lü Bian awkwardly suggested, “Teacher Wang, how about we change our pants?”

My mother wanted to nod, but couldn’t help shaking her head: “It’s too late. Your clothes and this one are custom-made. If we change them, we’ll have to return them all, and there’s no time.”

“Okay, then I’ll try to restrain myself…” Lü Bian replied vaguely.

The two of them entered the dance studio together. I was about to follow when my mother stopped me, closing the door behind her and saying, "Son, at this crucial moment, Mom needs to give it her all and doesn't want to be disturbed."

"Okay, then you two practice well,"

I mumbled in response, a strange feeling creeping into my heart as I looked at the closed door.

Especially my mother's expression—she seemed a little shy?

In the past few days, they had always left the door open during their dance practice, and even when they closed it, they only closed it slightly.

Tonight, however, my mother was blushing and had locked the door from the inside.

My curiosity was piqued; the more my mother wouldn't let me see, the more I wanted to. The dance studio door was locked, but there was a ventilation opening on the other side of the wall.

Seeing this, I pulled over a half-meter-high stool, stood on it, and put my head right up to the ventilation opening.

I looked into the dance studio through the ventilation opening, but I couldn't see anything. Fortunately, the mirrors installed on the four walls clearly reflected my mother and Lü Bian's figures.

At that moment, the two of them were practicing the dance for the competition. Lü Bian was performing terribly, making numerous mistakes.

My mother, of course, noticed and quickly asked him, "Little Lü, you were practicing so well the past few days, what's wrong with you today?"

Lü Bian, blushing, said, "Teacher Wang, I have a few things I want to say, please don't be angry."

My mother gently replied, "Silly child, Auntie knows you genuinely want to help me. I'm so grateful to you, I won't be angry no matter what you say."

"Oh, then I'll tell you the truth..." Lü Bian hesitated for a few seconds, then took two steps back and pointed to his crotch: "Teacher Wang, look."

"Ah..." My mother was immediately shocked.

Lü Bian's crotch was now bulging like the wheel hub of an adult's arm, more than three times thicker than before.

As someone with experience, my mother naturally knew why Lü Bian's manhood was so bulging.

In fact, from the very first day of practice with him, my mother had already sensed the menacing aura hidden in Lü Bian's crotch.

However, my mother was focused on the steps and coordination of the dance, and since he was her son's classmate and still young, she hadn't thought about anything like that. It was only

today, when he brought it up himself, that my mother realized the seriousness of the problem.

Lü Bian is at the prime of his life, and his sexual desires are undoubtedly strong. Plus, given his very sexy attire and youthful appearance, it's perfectly normal for Lü Bian to have those kinds of thoughts.

This dance competition is being streamed online; while the number of viewers isn't large, it still has a certain level of popularity.

If, during the competition, Lü Bian loses control and becomes enraged in front of the entire online audience, even if he achieves a good result, he'll become a laughingstock for some.

"Sigh, if only these pants were a little bigger," my mother sighed softly.

Lu Bian tentatively asked, "Teacher Wang, to be honest, I respect you very much, and I have no other thoughts about you, it's just... I really can't control myself..."

"I know..." my mother sighed, "If it really doesn't work, then let's stop here. Auntie has given up too. Thank you for your help these past few days, and thank you for your company."

"Don't give up, Teacher Wang." Lu Bian hesitated, then said, "I do have a way..."

"What way? Tell me." After despair, my mother's hope was rekindled.

Lu Bian hesitated and said, "In this kind of male-female dance, the male partner usually wears tight pants. To prevent the male partner from getting an erection in front of the audience during the competition, the female partner will help the male partner before the competition. Teacher Wang, have you heard of this?"

"No, I haven't heard of it." My mother blushed immediately.

Lu Bian said indifferently, "I've seen it with my own eyes."

"Ah, you really saw it with your own eyes?" my mother exclaimed.

Lü Bian nodded: "More than once."

My mother was speechless for a moment: "The one you're talking about definitely exists, but they're usually boyfriend and girlfriend, or husband and wife..."

"Not necessarily. I saw that woman was already married with children, but every time she went out to find young male companions to dance, she would also help him with 'that' thing, using her hands, her breasts, even..."

"Who is the woman you're talking about?"

"Never mind, it's true anyway." Lü Bian raised his head, stared at my mother's delicate face, and mustered his courage to say: "Teacher Wang, do you know how much I've been holding back these past few days? You probably can't imagine, but I've been suffering terribly, unable to sleep at night."

"Xiao Lü, I'm sorry..." my mother replied guiltily.

Lu Bian continued, “Teacher Wang, you are my good classmate’s mother, the elder I respect most. I shouldn’t have any improper thoughts about you, but for your very important dance competition this time, to win the championship, I know my limits… I beg you to do me a favor, just with your hand.”

“Child, don’t say anymore…” My mother already knew what he meant. After hesitating for a minute, she seemed to have made up her mind and whispered, “Take it off.”

“Oh, okay.”

Lu Bian was secretly delighted, but outwardly he was very shy and hesitated for more than ten seconds before awkwardly pulling down his pants along with them.

A huge, thick thing immediately appeared in front of my mother, which I, who was peeking from outside, also saw.

I have to say, Lu Bian’s thing below, judging by the looks of it, was at least twenty centimeters long, and the helmet at the front was comparable to a duck egg.

I never imagined this guy, so young, would have such a huge thing, almost like the black guys in those Western videos. And Lu Bian's is dark-skinned too; it's a shame he's not making Japanese movies.

Watching my mom's pale left hand slowly approach Lu Bian's enormous member, after a few seconds of hesitation, and amidst Lu Bian's eager anticipation, my mom's hand finally grasped it and slowly began to stroke it.

"Teacher Wang, I feel so good..." Lu Bian cried out excitedly, feeling a surge of pleasure.

"Damn it, I knew that guy was up to no good."

Seeing my mom actually stroking it for him, I clenched my fists, feeling angry and frustrated, but mostly filled with jealousy and hatred.

Why him, and not me?

But the thought that she was my biological mother made it almost impossible, and I felt utterly dejected.

Watching my mother help that good classmate, that good buddy, masturbate his huge penis, I really wanted to rush in and beat him up, but my feet seemed rooted to the spot, and I stood frozen in the chair, my eyes fixed on the large mirror, watching my mother's white hand stroke his penis again and again, my heart aching. I involuntarily reached for my own crotch.

So hard!

"Teacher Wang, hurry up... ahhh." With my mother's left hand helping him, Lü Bian was already in ecstasy, his penis growing thicker and thicker. His eyes were fixed on my mother's sexy body, her high breasts, and he involuntarily cried out, "That woman also helped her dance partner like this, even letting him fuck her with her own pussy. I'm not envious of her anymore today... ahhhh."

After saying this, with my mother's rapid hand movements, Lü Bian yelled a few times, and his pent-up semen erupted.

Because my mom was half-squatting, some of the semen ended up on her face.

In Chapter Two

, when my mom came out of the bathroom, Lü Bian had already put his pants back on and proactively wiped the semen off the floor, putting on that innocent and handsome expression: "Teacher Wang, I'm sorry, I got your face dirty."

My mom replied expressionlessly, "It's okay, can we practice now?"

"Yes, yes," Lü Bian nodded in satisfaction.

My mom warned, "What happened just now, only once, don't tell a third person, especially Yan Yan."

Lü Bian nodded: "Don't worry, I'd rather die than tell anyone." He thought to himself, "Am I stupid? If I tell, will there be a second or third time?"

So, the two of them composed themselves and, as if nothing had happened, absentmindedly began practicing together.

However, their dance skills were indeed very strong, and they quickly found their rhythm, their coordination becoming much better.

My mother, relieved, suddenly remembered his earlier outburst and asked him while dancing, "Who is that woman you were talking about?"

"She's my mother." This time, Lü Bian didn't hide anything and told my mother directly.

"Oh." My mother was silent for a moment, then asked, "She's a dancer too?"

Lü Bian said, "Her name is Luo Meifeng. As a colleague in the dance world, you should have met her before."

"Luo Meifeng… more than just met her…" My mother suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

Lü Bian was surprised: "Teacher Wang, do you really know my mother?"

My mother covered up, "No, I only met her once at a dance competition."

"Uh." Lü Bian didn't ask further, but thinking of his mother's past, the hatred in his heart rose again: "Three years ago, that woman was cheating on me with another man. My father found out and kicked her out of the house and divorced her."

"Oh." My mother responded softly and didn't say anything more.

The two practiced diligently for a few more minutes. Seeing nothing unusual, I stopped peeking. I was tired from standing for so long, so I went back to my room.

I initially harbored deep resentment towards Lü Bian and was planning to simply kick him out as soon as he came out to save trouble. However, upon hearing that his mother was having an affair with another man, I felt slightly better.

Besides, my mother had willingly helped him masturbate; it wasn't easy to say who was right or wrong if word got out. My mother is a woman of principle and naturally knows her limits.

If it weren't for this dance competition, my mother wouldn't have done such an outrageous thing to her son's classmate.

You see, my mother had participated in five consecutive dance competitions, but her results weren't ideal.

This was her last time participating, so she took it very seriously.

For the sake of the results, this was nothing.

I comforted myself with this thought, yet I wasn't sure what my mother truly thought.

After waiting for about two hours, Lü Bian guiltily walked into my bedroom. Seeing me still sitting in front of the computer playing games, the tension on his face eased.

"How did your practice go?" I asked with ulterior motives.

Lu Bian chuckled smugly, "Of course it's getting better and better."

"Do you think my mom can win the championship this time?"

"I don't have any problem with that, it all depends on your mom's performance."

"What performance?"

"Uh, I mean her performance on stage, of course." Lu Bian rolled his eyes at me, but secretly he was delighted: If you serve your mom well, winning ten championships wouldn't be a problem.

The next day after school, watching Lu Bian excitedly walk into the dance center my mom founded, I was really worried about their inappropriate behavior the night before.

I'd been here quite a few times before, so I was very familiar with everything.

About ten minutes after Lu Bian went in, I quietly slipped in.

My mom's dance center was on the second floor, and there were still quite a few students practicing inside, both boys and girls.

I glanced inside but didn't see my mom and Lu Bian, so I guessed they must be in the office around the corner.

Driven by curiosity, I went straight through the dance studio to my mother's office door.

The staff here all know me, so they didn't stop me.

When I tried to push the office door, I found it was locked from the inside.

Thinking about what happened between us last night, my heart pounded faster.

Unfortunately, although my mother's office was separated by glass, it was impossible to see inside from the outside unless you smashed the glass.

Unable to find a place to peek, I had no choice but to retreat in frustration.

I wanted to go home but couldn't bear to leave, so I reluctantly took out my phone and dialed my mother's number.

"Hello, Yan Yan?"

My mother's voice came through the phone very quickly.

With a puzzled look, I asked her, "Mom, what are you doing now?"

My mom replied, "I'm practicing dance. Aren't you home yet?"

I said, "I'm on my way home. By the way, Lü Bian should be there by now, right?"

"Yes, I'm practicing dance with Lü Bian right now..." Just then, I heard Lü Bian's excited shouts from the side, "Teacher Wang, I feel so good! Please hurry, hurry, hurry..."

"Yan Yan, Mom's busy right now. We'll talk when I get home tonight." My mom realized something was wrong and quickly hung up.

But I could already tell it was similar to Lü Bian's shouts from last night.

While I was calling my mother, she was simultaneously stroking Lü Bian's big, dark penis, all for that damn dance competition. A mother of two was stroking her children's classmate's penis.

I don't know what to say. My mom had a million reasons to refuse, but for an ideal, she was willing to do something so absurd.

I desperately wanted to go in and stop them, but I lacked the courage. My jealousy and envy towards Lü Bian grew stronger.

At eight o'clock in the evening, my mother and Lü Bian returned together, as usual, for an extra two hours of practice. The dance studio door was still locked from the inside.

I knew there was something fishy going on between them, but I didn't dare to confront them directly. I was conflicted.

Unable to bear it any longer, I moved a chair over and sat facing the ventilation vent.

The reflections of my mother and Lü Bian were clearly visible in the mirrors on the four walls.

My mother wasn't actually helping Lü Bian masturbate; in fact, she was practicing a dance.

However, their dance moves were rather inappropriate for children.

They were arm in arm, facing each other.

My mother was wearing a silver bodycon dress, her long, shapely legs pressed tightly against his crotch. To the rhythm of the music, she slowly swayed her ample hips, her long hair swaying from side to side, passionate and alluring.

At that moment, not only Lü Bian, but even I, her own son, couldn't resist my mother's dance moves.

As if under a spell, I reached down and unzipped my pants, pulled out my hard penis, and began to masturbate rapidly, mumbling my mother's name incoherently, unable to bear it any longer.

Lü Bian was even more excited, using the dance moves to thrust his crotch against my mother's genitals. If they weren't still wearing pants and a skirt, Lü Bian's monstrous penis would have actually penetrated my mother's vagina.

"What are you doing?" As Lü Bian's thrusting and rubbing against his genitals intensified, my mother sensed something was wrong.

"I want to do you..." This was what Lü Bian really wanted to say, but he maintained a humble smile: "Teacher Wang, I... I couldn't hold back again."

"Didn't I already do it for you this afternoon?" My mother pushed him away, her face flushed, and said irritably.

Lü Bian said excitedly, "Teacher Wang, I'm only sixteen years old, I have plenty of energy. Even if you help me ten times a day, it won't completely solve the problem."

My mother said angrily, "Little Lü, you keep saying you respect me, but your recent actions have been getting more and more excessive. If you can't hold on, then I'll have to give up."

"No, don't give up!" Lü Bian cried out anxiously, "Teacher Wang, how about this, there are only three days left until the competition, please help me tonight, just this once."

"You little rascal, it's always the last time." My mother was no innocent young girl anymore.

Lu Bian said urgently, "Teacher Wang, this is really the last time, I swear!"

My mother saw through his thoughts at a glance: "Don't swear, you can't help yourself."

Lu Bian had no choice but to compromise, and said with a smile, "Okay, Teacher Wang, you understand me best. Please help me one more time tonight, and if I can't control myself afterward, I can masturbate myself, okay?"

"Masturbate yourself?" My mother was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was the best solution.

But she had been impolite and foolish enough to help him masturbate twice before, which was really absurd.

"Is this really the last time?"

"Yes, the last time."

Lu Bian replied decisively. My mother sighed with inexplicable disappointment: "Well, there won't be a next time."

With my mother's permission, Lu Bian happily took off his tight pants and underwear, and a hot, steaming penis was placed in front of my mother.

Having helped him two or three times before, my mother was used to it and didn't feel as shy as before. She reached out and grasped his penis, skillfully stroking it in circles.

As always, Lü Bian was aroused and started moaning, "Teacher Wang, you're so amazing! I love your skillful hands, I want to be with you..."

My mother listened to his nonsense, her face expressionless, her hands moving faster as she thought of her husband, of their moments in bed, and of his every deep penetration.

"Husband, when are you coming back..."

"Teacher Wang, what did you just call me?"

My mother involuntarily moaned, but Lü Bian still heard her.

My mother glared at him angrily, "None of your business, hurry up and cum."

"Uh, I'll try..." Lü Bian continued moaning, "Teacher Wang, you're so beautiful, I want to cum in your mouth, cum inside your vagina..."

"Stop talking, you're so annoying..." My mother blushed, her eyes darting around, but her hands didn't stop moving.

Based on the previous two experiences, with her hands stroking him so quickly, Lü Bian should have ejaculated.

Strangely, this time, Lü Bian persisted for over ten minutes, and my mother's hand, which was stroking his penis, was aching, yet there was still no sign of him ejaculating.

Frustrated and sweating profusely, she impatiently called out, "Just ejaculate already!"

Lü Bian, seeing this, smiled smugly, "Teacher Wang, perhaps because I just ejaculated this afternoon, my climax is a bit high. I need you to stimulate me even more vigorously, or perhaps use another method..."

"What other method do you want to use?" my mother hurriedly asked.

“For example, try it with your mouth, it must be very stimulating…”

“It stinks, go masturbate yourself.”

“No, Teacher Wang, you promised me, this is the last time, please give me the best, the most unforgettable help.”

Seeing his sighing and pitiful appearance, my mother actually softened, released her hand from his penis, and said irritably, “Go wash yourself first.”

Hearing this, Lü Bian knew that my mother had agreed, and shouted excitedly, “Okay, okay, Teacher Wang, you are so good to me.”

“Hey, don’t shout so loudly, do you want my son to hear?”

“Oh, I know.”

Seeing Lü Bian with a big penis, rushing into the back bathroom, I turned pale and felt even more sad.

Hearing their conversation, I guessed that my mother was going to use her sexy, wet mouth to help him ejaculate. Could this be the legendary oral sex?

This is a step further than masturbation, my mother is getting more and more indecent.

"Mom, why did you agree to him?

He's only sixteen, he's still a child."

I cried out in my heart, feeling wronged and helpless, confused, yet also strangely expectant.

Not long after, Lü Bian came running out, still half-naked, waving his still incredibly hard penis in front of my mother, and said cautiously, "Teacher Wang, I've washed it clean, thank you."

"This time, you must help me win the championship!" my mother said in a deep voice.

Looking at my mother's sexy lips, Lü Bian vowed without hesitation, "I will definitely make you succeed and win the championship!"

"Don't disappoint me!" After saying that, my mother opened her sexy lips, aimed at his large glans, and slowly, little by little, took it into her mouth.

"Oh my god..." Lü Bian immediately felt his glans being tightly enveloped by my mother's wet, warm mouth, her tongue beginning to rub and lick, and he suddenly shivered.

My mother's sexy lips were really taking his penis into her mouth, sucking on his dark penis tightly, she was really giving him oral sex...

I, who was peeking from outside, couldn't stand the stimulation, and my hand quickened the speed of my masturbation. Suddenly, my seminal vesicles went numb, and my semen erupted like a volcano, shooting onto the wall with a series of splattering sounds.

After ejaculating, although I felt weak in the legs and exhausted all over, I still couldn't bear to look away from my mother's lips.

At this moment, my mother was still sucking on Lu Bian's big penis with great effort, looking at him with seductive eyes, occasionally swallowing the whole penis into her throat with muffled slurping sounds.

You see, Lü Bian's penis was a full twenty centimeters long, with a glans about the size of a duck egg. My mother could actually swallow it all without panting or choking.

Unexpectedly receiving my mother's deepthroating service, Lü Bian felt elated, his eyes filled with love for her. He reached out to stroke her hair and couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Wang, your oral skills are quite good. You can actually take my whole big penis in. Did you often help other men before...?"

Halfway through his sentence, his penis suddenly felt a sharp pain, clearly from my mother biting him with her teeth—a small warning.

Lü Bian was too frightened to utter any more nonsense and focused on enjoying my mother's deepthroating.

Not long after, he felt a tingling sensation, the magma inside about to erupt.

Lü Bian was stimulated to the extreme, his hands involuntarily tightening around the back of my mother's head, his erect penis thrusting desperately into her mouth, making him scream with pleasure.

He was too young and didn't know his own strength. He actually mistook my mother's sexy mouth for a woman's vagina, and just kept pushing it in. His 20-centimeter-long penis was thrusting into my mother's throat again and again.

"Pfft pfft pfft..."

My mother seemed numb, letting Lu Bian's dark penis go in and out of her throat, spitting out saliva and making pleasant pfft sounds.

I could clearly see my mother's throat being impacted by the large penis, her throat expanding and contracting with each thrust. The scene was more lewd and stimulating than those European and American videos online.

My penis, which had just gone soft, became hard again, and I quickened my hand's stroking.

"Teacher Wang, you're amazing, I'm going to cum."

"Ahhhhhh..."

Just then, Lü Bian shouted repeatedly, his hips suddenly thrusting faster into my mother's throat. His 20-centimeter-long penis was halfway out before plunging hard into my mother's mouth, remaining there for five or six seconds.

My mother, unable to bear the suffocation, pushed him away forcefully, and his long, hard penis was pulled out, still faintly steaming.

At the same time, even more stimulated, I ejaculated again. Seeing my mother and Lü Bian slumped to one side, panting, I felt as if I had done something wrong. I hurriedly wiped the semen off the wall and slunk back to my room, the image of my mother and Lü Bian performing oral sex still replaying in my mind, unable to calm down for a long time.

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