The Nurse Mom Who Conquered the Beauty (Fanfic Sequel) 1-5

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August 20th, the weather was still extremely hot and humid. At 10 pm, the city was still bustling with people.
People on the streets were engaged in various recreational activities, from cooling off to playing cards. Many
couples in love were whispering sweet nothings to each other.

In the square, the elderly men and women were freely expending their excess energy, showing no sign of letting up on their
pursuit of . It seemed that this night was no different from any other summer night, destined to be short, ordinary, yet long and boring
.

Not far from this group of square-dancing women was a newly built community. In the home of one
ordinary resident, the lights were already off, as if the family had long since fallen asleep.)

"Mmm...mmm...gently, ah...don't stop, mmm..."

A woman's soft moans could be faintly heard, and those in the know probably already knew what was happening
. Yes, it was the moaning of my beautiful mother, and the culprit was none other than me, her
lovely and strong son.

In the dark living room, a pretty young woman lay half-reclined on the sofa, held
in the arms of a strong young man.

By the dim light from the window, I could see she was wearing a pink nightgown, the straps pulled
down, revealing her large, irresistible breasts, the dark nipples already hard
and erect .

A pair of large hands were working diligently on these breasts, sometimes kneading them forcefully, sometimes playfully
flicking the sensitive nipples with their fingers. Even this simple caress had made the beautiful woman gasp repeatedly.

"Mom, you seem to be getting more and more sensitive lately. I've only touched you a few times and you're already unable to handle it
!" I said mischievously.

"You brat, don't talk nonsense. It's all your fault, always doing strange things to your mother."

Mom blushed, speaking shyly, closing her eyes slightly and furrowing her brow,
displaying the innocent demeanor of a young girl. Yet, her mature body exuded a seductive allure.

To be honest, I've seen many mature women like Mom, full of charm and allure, but those women
always carried a fiery, lustful glint in their eyes. When they saw their prey, their eyes
blazed with desire , as if they wanted to devour him whole, not resting until they had squeezed every last drop of his essence. They
seemed to be contemptuously telling you: "Little brother, let me take you to heaven..."

But Mom was originally a strict, unromantic mother. Perhaps her initial thought was simply to be
a good wife and letting time pass and her beauty fade. Such thoughts were a despicable
waste of her beautiful body, so I adhered to the principle of not letting the good stuff go to waste. The idea of "letting others go to outsiders" and the concept of "waste is shameful" led to
the dual training of my mother's body and mind.

Through my relentless efforts, my mother has finally shown some results. Her
once displays a gentle and charming smile when she faces me, like
a newlywed woman, shy and newly awakened to love. Yet, her body, having been trained by me many times
, is extremely sensitive, like a thirsty woman, easily aroused by the slightest teasing. However,
her maternal reserve prevents her from actively seeking love from her own son; she only
becomes more proactive when aroused to the point of unbearable urges.

And such a pure yet wanton mature mother, with just a smile, makes
one want to violate this lovely woman before them, giving her all their offspring until they die of exhaustion
.

"It's all because Mom looks so alluring during her pregnancy, it's like she's constantly seducing me."

Indeed, Mom was over eight months pregnant, her belly bulging like a balloon.
With such a heavy burden, even getting out of bed and walking was difficult for her, but this beauty-conscious mother
insisted on exercising every day to prevent gaining too much weight.

This was also for the baby's sake. She would often walk around the house with her big belly
, doing rhythmic exercises. Her maternal figure was constantly in front of me, often making me feel intensely
aroused and unable to control myself.

Several times, I... He would suddenly attack from behind when Mom was engrossed in something
, roughly stripping her clothes and engaging in a brutal act of penetration, determined to ejaculate
inside .

Each time, Mom would let out a soft cry and begin to resist his lewd hands, but unfortunately, while
she said no, her body betrayed her. With just a little teasing, she would go limp
, her lower body becoming wet and yielding to his every whim.

Several times, I aroused her so intensely that she even pushed me onto the bed and
straddled me. Looking at the beautiful woman before me… The woman carefully supported her large belly while diligently
stroking my penis, a sense of accomplishment welling up within me.

More importantly, that woman was my own mother, and the child in her womb was my creation.
Could there be anything in the world more filled with guilt and a sense of accomplishment?

After hearing my words, my mother blushed even more: "Don't talk nonsense! You're so young, yet you
have so many wicked ideas in your head, even interested in your mother's ugly pregnant appearance."

I chuckled lewdly, my movements becoming even more forceful: "Who said that? Mom looks
beautiful . It's just that those vulgar people don't understand." "I admire you."

Mom then let out a soft moan, "Hmm...you always know how to say nice things. You're so young, but you have such a sweet tongue
. I wonder how many young girls you'll fool in the future."

Hearing this, I reached into Mom's genitals, stimulating her clitoris and anus, while
kissing her earlobes and neck. I said emotionally, "Mom, didn't I tell you? I'll only ever
be with you. I won't like those naive little girls. They're not even worth a single hair
on . It hurts me to hear you say that."

Mom's already wet genitals, stimulated like this, immediately overflowed like a flood.
The dam burst, and with the sound of water splashing as I moved my fingers, Mom's body went even weaker, but she immediately
said, "I'm sorry, Mom was wrong, ah... Mom shouldn't have said that."

"Mom, you've probably made more mistakes than just these!"

I immediately placed my mother's small hand on my hot, hard penis, and said in a serious tone, "
Mom , look, it's all because of your wanton body that my penis is so hard and makes me feel
so uncomfortable. Mom, what should I do?"

After hearing my words, my mother knew that I wanted to play some erotic games again, so she kept stroking my
penis and said very cooperatively, "It's all Mom's fault. Mom's body is too wanton, which is why she
seduced her son and made him suffer so much. Mom will help her son release right away."

Then, my mother supported her large belly with one hand, knelt down with difficulty, and
slowly into her mouth, then kept swallowing and spitting it out, while her tongue kept rolling around my glans and
her hands were stroking my testicles.

This comprehensive, multi-dimensional service almost made me ejaculate immediately. I took a deep
breath and praised, "Mom, your oral sex skills have improved so much lately. Have you been studying
the videos I showed you?"

Mom rolled her eyes at me and then increased the pressure in her mouth, swallowing my glans and giving me a
deep throat. Her hands weren't idle either; she was vigorously stroking the base of my penis. Under this onslaught, waves of pleasure
kept washing over me. I grabbed Mom's head and pressed it down hard,
completely were slapping my thighs, and then sent my semen deep into Mom's throat.

"Cough...cough...cough...you want to kill your mother, you unfilial son!"

Mom coughed and hit me with her little hands, while I could only hug her and pat
her back, saying, "Mom, I'm sorry, your oral sex skills have improved so much all of a sudden, I got too
excited." I paused for a moment, then said with a grin, "And Mom, your attitude of admitting your mistake
doesn't seem very good, it's hard again."

I deliberately straightened my back, showing off my newly erect penis.

My mother, blushing, stroked my penis and said, "Youth is wonderful, but Mom needs you to
apologize to me too, that's fair, right?"

To show my sincerity, I lifted my mother onto the sofa and forcefully spread her
legs into an M shape. Then, I used my hand to tease her labia, constantly stimulating her clitoris, while simultaneously
inserting my middle finger into her wet opening. Although I had done this to my mother many
times before, exposing her genitals completely to her son still made her
feel very shy.

My mother's current behavior clearly indicated that she had forgiven me,
but I felt my apology wasn't sincere or thorough enough. So, I decided
to use my body to make a more sincere apology.

Holding my glans, I inserted my penis only about halfway in. After some
adjustment , I fully inserted my penis and began thrusting, sometimes gently, sometimes violently.

My mother was clearly very satisfied with my apology. Her body, trembling with excitement, was flushed,
her face filled with an expression of ecstasy. She kept moaning and whimpering, sometimes yelling for me to go harder, sometimes
protecting her belly with both hands, asking me to be gentle so as not to hurt the baby.

Seeing my mother's dilemma—wanting to make love wildly but afraid of hurting the baby—
excited me to the extreme. So, while kissing my mother's high belly, I gently comforted
her, saying, "Mom, it's okay. The baby is very strong. We're past the danger period. Didn't the doctor
say the fetus is stable? You don't need to worry. Just enjoy your son taking care of you
."

They say pregnancy makes you stupid for three years. I don't know about others, but at least this saying is evident in my mother.
Now, no matter what I say, my mother will always obey me.

Normally, my mother's body is already very sensitive after my training, not to mention that pregnant
women naturally have higher estrogen levels than usual, making their desires much stronger than usual.
However, various reasons such as fatigue, bloating, and physical discomfort don't usually show it.
My mother had already been a mother once before, so she was very experienced.

Her vagina was incredibly warm during pregnancy, almost like a small furnace, making penetration very
pleasurable. Moreover, having sex with a pregnant woman full of maternal charm is inherently exciting
.

However, my mother was carrying a baby, which greatly depleted her energy. Just as I was getting into
the swing of things, she reached her first orgasm of the night.

After her orgasm, my mother lay on the sofa like a corpse, her hair cascading over her shoulders,
her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, drool dripping from her mouth. But one hand was still protecting her
belly, like a happy and responsible mother. However, combined with her disheveled lower body, the scene seemed both
unusually vulgar and sacred.

Looking at my masterpiece, my lust surged even higher. But when I tried to launch a second
assault, my mother's body, still sensitive from her recent orgasm, became incredibly sensitive. I only moved a few times before she
knelt down and begged for mercy, repeatedly saying it hurt too much. I had to abandon my attempt to penetrate her vagina.

However, I didn't want to touch her anus today either, as I hadn't used her
backdoor in a while. I planned to give her an enema one day before a perfect anal sex session, and I
had of ways to satisfy her.

"Mom, you're satisfied, but it's still so hard. You can't just ignore it," my mother

said, a mixture of shyness and shame on her face as she looked at my erect penis. "I'm sorry,
son, my body is too weak to satisfy you. But I can't do it anymore. Why don't you try penetrating me? "
"How about your asshole?"

As she spoke, Mom started to get up, preparing to lie face down on the sofa. Hearing this, I felt a mixture of emotion and
sneer. I was moved by how much Mom cared for me, actually asking me to penetrate her asshole. But
for a mother to be so lewd was unforgivable.

So I secretly resolved to train Mom even harder, to make her my one and only slut,
and to never let anyone see her lewdness. I wanted her to always be a noble mother in front of others,
but the most obedient little bitch in front of me.

I stopped Mom's movements, feigning gratitude, and said, "No need, Mom, just put on
your work clothes. I'll do the rest."

"Okay, Mom will go change now."

"No, I'll help Mom change."

Mom said shyly, "Son, no need for that, Mom can change herself."

"No, I just want to help Mom change. Mom, please give your son a chance to be filial." I said
firmly .

"Okay, Mom's clothes are in that closet." Mom finally agreed to my request.

To compensate me, Mom could only take out her usual work uniform and my
favorite white stockings. Then came the very erotic scene of changing clothes:

Mom was still wearing her pink nightgown, but it only covered her
waist, making her look exceptionally lewd. I pulled the nightgown down from her waist, and Mom cooperated by lifting her
beautiful, large buttocks, allowing me to easily remove it.

However, I wasn't in a hurry to put her work uniform back on; I just quietly admired her beautiful naked body.
Although Mom and I had been intimate countless times before, she still seemed very shy under my lewd gaze,
unconsciously covering her private parts with her hands. But this only increased my animalistic desires; I almost couldn't
resist the urge to have sex with Mom again.

However, I ultimately restrained myself, dressed Mom, and of course, took advantage of her a little in the process
, finally putting on the stockings.

A nurse, still dedicated to her work during her pregnancy, was now before my eyes. Of course,
this nurse didn't wear underwear; her stockings were open-crotch. If an ordinary nurse wore
that outfit to work, she'd probably be repeatedly assaulted by lustful patients.

Then, my mom and I played a uniform-themed game. I dragged my mom's stockinged feet and made her
use them to release my pent-up desire. To add to the spice, after my persistent pleading,
my mom finally agreed to play the nurse-patient examination game with me.

Assaulting a beautiful nurse is probably a fantasy many teenagers have fantasized about countless times, but
I made it a reality. The nurse discovered her patient had a serious problem: his
penis was constantly erect and wouldn't go down. She later realized it was because her body was too alluring,
causing the patient's condition. So, the nurse gave the patient emergency treatment—a foot massage—
ultimately helping him out of danger. She was truly a dedicated and responsible nurse.

After I finally ejaculated, my mother's legs cramped. I quickly picked her up and
massaged her repeatedly. Unexpectedly, she fell asleep during the massage, which made
me chuckle.

This was understandable; pregnant women generally have less energy, especially since my mother had done
much more exercise than usual that day, which explained her poorer performance during sex.

I carried her back to bed and covered her with a blanket; I didn't want her to catch a cold and risk
harming my baby.

I stroked her prominent belly, overwhelmed with emotion. This woman, once the
person I both respected and feared most, had now
been transformed wanton woman, forced to call her son "husband" and "brother," and even
impregnated her, about to give birth to the incestuous child. What a sense of accomplishment!

However, there's still one slight imperfection: the main reason my mother is so compliant with me is her guilt
over her affair with Zhang Feng. She feels she's let me down, her good son. In other words, Zhang Feng
still holds a significant place in her heart, not because I am important to her.

My next step is to gradually take over her heart, to make her truly submit to me. Then,
I want my mother to completely forget Zhang Feng, to have only me in her eyes, to possess her entirely, to have her
actively seek sex with me, to bathe with me, and even to want to have my child. I want her to willingly
conceive her son's child, not through this deceptive means.

And if the child is a girl, I want her to willingly offer her daughter to me, to make her and her
daughter my slaves, even to be disciplined by me together.

Just wait, Mom, I will definitely do it!

Leaning against my mother, gently stroking her breasts, I gradually drifted off to sleep.

(2)

I was woken up by the diligent dancing of the middle-aged women outside my window. Lately, I don't know what's going on, those old
ladies practice morning and night. I heard they're going to hold some kind of square dance competition, which is making life
unbearable , almost leading to physical altercations.

We could tolerate them practicing at night, but disturbing our sleep so early in the morning is just too much.
"Damn it, a bunch of insatiable old women."

When I woke up, the first thing I did was greet them to show respect for the elderly. "If you
want it so much, why don't you go find your old men? If your old men aren't capable enough to satisfy you,
you can go find your sons."

I had extremely filthy thoughts, fantasizing about those middle-aged women practicing during the day, and then being suddenly hugged by their
young and strong , and then their sons roughly stripping them naked, and then...
He eagerly thrust his penis into his mother's vagina and began pumping impatiently.

However, her maternal reserve made her feel both angry and ashamed, constantly scolding her lustful son,
yet her body always uncontrollably obeyed his commands. After the son's vigorous efforts
, both mother and son finally reached their climax simultaneously.

After the passion subsided, there was a knock at the door; it was the father returning home.

The mother and son quickly dressed and rushed to open the door for the father, revealing a scene of filial piety
and family harmony. However, a barely perceptible blush
lingered on the mother's face, while the son secretly planned to have another round with his mother later that night…

Thinking of this, my already erect penis became even harder and more painful, desperately needing an outlet.
Naturally, I reached out and touched my mother beside me.

"Huh?" I was surprised to find nothing. Turning around, I saw that Mom had already gotten up. I was
a little puzzled. Mom had been so tired last night, and pregnant women are usually sleepy, so
why was she up so early? What was she up to?

With these questions in mind, I got dressed and left the bedroom. I heard sizzling sounds and
humming . I immediately understood—Mom was cooking for me.

As I walked into the living room, the aroma of fried rice with eggs wafted towards me. A few steps further, I
saw Mom.

She was busy in the kitchen, unaware that I was behind her. I stood there, quietly
observing her. Her hair was neatly tied up, revealing a section of her elegant neck. She wore
an apron and slippers, her slender figure swaying naturally with rhythm. She seemed to be in a good mood,
humming a cheerful tune as she flipped the spatula, her full waist swaying rhythmically.

From the side, Mom's prominent pregnant belly perfectly showcased a woman's maternal glow.
The apron she wore barely covered her stomach, and her left hand frequently supported her lower back, adding to her
virtuous and motherly charm.

Seeing this, my penis couldn't help but stir. I quietly approached her, wrapped my arms around her waist from
behind , stroked her pregnant belly, and softly said with a smile, "Good morning, Mom."

Mom was startled and almost dropped the spatula. She composed herself, turned around, glared at me, and said
reproachfully , "Why didn't you say hello sooner? Sneaky, you're so annoying!"

Her tone and manner were like those she usually used when she was being affectionate with Dad. My heart skipped a beat,
but I didn't know what to say, so I could only awkwardly say, "I wanted to surprise you... and also wanted to sneak a peek at
what you were making for breakfast."

Mom said a little shyly, "Xiaobing, I'm sorry! There's nothing good to eat today..." As she spoke, her
pretty face flushed, and she whispered, "There aren't many good vegetables at the market today, so just have some fried rice for now, and we'll make
something better for lunch."

"No problem!" I replied, then suddenly sniffed and exclaimed, "It smells so good!"

"Really?" Mom said happily, "I thought you wouldn't like it, so you have to finish all of
this !"

"Mom, don't be so insensitive!" I interrupted her, tiptoed up to her neck and
kissed her, teasingly saying, "Who cares about fried rice? I'm saying you smell delicious!"

Mom chuckled, her cheeks slightly flushed, and scolded me with a smile, "You disrespectful brat,
stand back!"

Looking at her charming expression of gentle anger, I was completely captivated. My hands involuntarily lifted
her apron caressed her full belly, while my lips pressed against her half-circle ear, playfully breathing
warm air on it.

"Oh..." Mom shrank back slightly, and scolded softly, "Stop fooling around, Mom's cooking! What if you spill
the oil ? Do you still want breakfast?"

"No, no!" I greedily inhaled the intoxicating fragrance, and said shamelessly, "
The only thing I want to eat right now is you, Mom..."

"You little pervert!" Mom's expression was a mixture of love and hate. She slapped my arm and
said irritably, "You tormented Mom for so long last night, haven't you had enough yet?" "Mom is so delicious, when will I ever have enough?" I said with a grin, my hand slipping inside

her collar and climbing up her high breasts. 　　Mom was startled and quickly reached out to grab my hand, saying fearfully, "Xiaobing, don't do that! What if someone sees us?" "It's okay! Mom, who will see this?" I ignored her protests and continued to move my hand down, touching her silk bra. My mother offered a weak resistance for a while, but seeing that she couldn't win against me, she let me do as I pleased and continued to stir the shovel. 　　I skillfully removed the shoulder straps and clasps from my mother's bra, and reached up from below with both hands, grasping one of her full breasts in each hand, directly caressing her smooth and somewhat firm breasts. 　　Mom shuddered as if electrocuted, her cheeks flushing red. Instinctively, she stammered, "No...don't..." Before she could finish, my fingertips had already expertly reached the peak, pinching her tender nipple , rubbing and teasing it with varying pressure. In no time, the small, delicate nipple swelled up, hard and erect, twitching slightly between my fingers... Mom's breathing suddenly became heavy, her hand unconsciously waving the shovel. She gasped, "You naughty son ! Why...do you always touch Mom's...here?" "Who told you to never let me touch or see when I was little? Humph, now I'm going to get my revenge with interest !" I said triumphantly, striking a victorious pose. "Mom, these breasts may be yours now, but they'll belong to me from now on! You have to maintain their size and elasticity so I can always enjoy touching them! Understand?" Mom mumbled an "Mmm," I couldn't tell if she heard me, and she could barely stand, leaning limply into my arms. 　　I felt a surge of triumph and squeezed her breasts even harder, saying in a commanding tone, "Mom, you now..."

"Your breasts are getting bigger and bigger. Don't wear that cumbersome bra in front of me anymore, because I want to touch them
all the time ..."

My mother immediately replied, "That won't do. Pregnant women have to wear this kind of bra, otherwise they're prone to
infection, and they'll sag after giving birth."

"Oh, I see. Then I'll just have to make do," I said, feigning distress.

"You brat, you're so lecherous and you think you're right?" my mother scolded me again.

I was furious, so I pulled up my mother's skirt and forcefully squeezed her large buttocks in retaliation
. My mother was also very angry at my revenge, moaning loudly in
protest.

However, I noticed that Mom was wearing underwear again, which really annoyed me. I
said unhappily, "Mom, why are you wearing underwear? Didn't I tell you not to wear underwear at home?"

"But I've been feeling really cold down there lately, it's so uncomfortable. Besides, these are medicated underwear that Dr. Zhang from the hospital
recently gave me; they're supposed to help with pregnancy." "Oh, I see. Okay, then I'll forgive you. But Mom, you put on underwear

without my permission , so you have to be punished." "Okay, okay, Mom was disobedient. Please punish me, son," Mom said shyly. 　　"Alright, now Mom wants me to release." With that, I roughly pulled off Mom's underwear, and my fingers reached towards her full lower body, using all the golden finger techniques I learned from Teacher Kato Taka. 　　Mom immediately groaned loudly, using all sorts of sweet words like "good son" and "darling." Actually, her purpose was very clear: she wanted me to quickly insert my penis, because Mom herself couldn't take it anymore. 　　Of course, I understood my mother's little scheme, but I certainly didn't want to satisfy her desires so easily. Only through constant teasing could a person's sexual desire gradually increase, thus gradually eroding my mother's spirit, making her completely obedient to me, and turning her into my one and only slut. 　　"Mom, dinner's ready, let's eat." I deliberately pulled my hand away, but the yearning look in my mother's eyes didn't diminish at all. However, my training was still very effective. My mother took the initiative to put away her clothes and then brought the food to the table. 　　Then came the erotic dining part, except that I ate the food, while if my mother wanted to eat, she had to eat my penis first . How to do it? It was simple. I sat upright at the table, while my mother knelt below the table like a lowly prostitute constantly swallowing and spitting out my penis. This imperial enjoyment quickly aroused my desire to ejaculate. After the meal, I finally ejaculated for the first time that day. Seeing my mother still with my semen in her mouth, I said, "Mom, semen is very nutritious. This is a dessert your son made for you before the meal, so don't waste it." My mother obediently swallowed my semen little by little. Seeing this, I was indescribably excited and really wanted to hold my mother and have sex with her again, but in the end, I restrained myself. Of course, I wouldn't be idle while my mother was eating. I caressed . Now my goal was to keep teasing my mother, to continue to bring her sexual desire to its highest level, and at the same time, to further destroy my mother's sense of shame, making her more submissive to me. 　　"Good son, Mom wants it, will you give it to Mom?" At this time, my mother, whose sexual desire was high, no longer cared about the shame of being a mother. After she begged me for love. 　　"Okay, Mom, as long as you can crawl to the bedside, I will satisfy you properly," I said mischievously. 　　After hearing this, Mom hurriedly knelt on the floor, preparing to crawl towards the bedroom. But how could I let her get there so easily? I took out the vibrator I had prepared beforehand and inserted it . 　　Mom's legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground, but to protect the baby in her womb, she persevered , resisting the relentless pleasure coursing through her body as she struggled to crawl forward. But I wasn't about to let her crawl over so easily. I then extended my finger and, without warning, inserted it into her anus. 　　Stimulated from both ends, Mom could no longer hold back. But whenever she stopped, I pulled out the vibrator and my finger; whenever she moved, I thrust in again. This back-and-forth motion made the bedroom, which should have been just a few steps away, seem like an eternity. 　　Finally, enduring the intense pleasure, Mom crawled onto the bed in the bedroom. And I finally stopped tormenting her, forcefully thrusting my penis deep into her vagina, constantly arousing her rising desire. 　　My mother, already burning with desire, was incredibly sensitive. There was no need for any foreplay; just intense fucking was enough. 　　"So good, so good, son, you're so amazing! Mom can't take it anymore! Ah! A little harder, Mom can do it! Ah… I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum!" "Mom, wait for me, I'm going to cum too." Reaching the peak of my pleasure, I couldn't care less. I thrust hard into my mother's vagina, and in my daze I could even feel the baby's head. When my mother's hot vaginal fluid spurted onto my glans , I released my semen, ejaculating into her uterus. In the words of Liang Yusheng, it was the ultimate harmony of life. 　　Looking at my mother, who had fainted from my fucking again, my heart was naturally filled with excitement. However, my training plan still needed to be carried out, so I could only admire the beautiful scene before me for a moment. Then I covered my mother with a blanket, dressed washed up, and went out.

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