My mother is a high-class prostitute 1-6

My Mother is a High-Class Prostitute

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Prologue

Hello everyone, my name is Lin Xiaoming, and I take my mother's surname. I am 16 years old this year and a fourth-year student at a private junior high school. My favorite type of woman is mature women, especially beautiful mature women. Of course, my mother is such a beautiful mature woman: My mother's name is Lin Liya, she is 34 years old this year, 174cm tall, with a head of long, wavy brown hair, large and firm breasts, a small waist, a round and perky bottom, and long, slender, fair legs. She usually loves to wear long white stockings and high heels.

My father went to America when I was 7 years old and then disappeared without a trace. Later, I heard that he had gone with a very rich woman. My mother was heartbroken because of this and never had a boyfriend, but she dressed more and more fashionably, boldly, and even revealingly. Sometimes I saw people groping her on the bus, but she didn't get angry; instead, she seemed indifferent.

As for my mother being a prostitute (and a high-class one at that), I only found out last year. Before that, I often asked her where she worked, and she would always casually say that she was a public relations girl at a certain company. If I pressed her for details, she would get angry; and she had never taken me to her workplace. So, I believed her before, but after following her once, I learned the truth. One summer before

I started working

, my mother received a phone call and said to me, "Xiaoming, something's come up at the company, I might be a little late. Find something to eat in the fridge."

"Okay, then come back early," I replied.

"I know, but you're all grown up now, you should take care of yourself," my mother said with a smile, then went back to her room. (Note: My mom's company is really strange. She changes into different uniforms every time she goes to work: there's flight attendant's uniform, secretary's uniform, cosmetics salesperson's uniform, nurse's uniform, and so on. There are so many kinds. Once I asked her why she had so many uniforms, and she just smiled and said, "You'll understand when you grow up." (I wonder which one she'll wear this time.)

I followed my mom to her room and said, "Are you wearing a uniform to work today?"

"Yes, this black office suit!" (It's a very tight-fitting professional women's skirt suit, which looks very sexy with white stockings.)

As she spoke, my mom took off her loungewear, bra, and panties in front of me, and then picked out a white shirt from the closet and put it on. She didn't even wear underwear, and just put on white silk stockings and black high heels.

(Because of my father's betrayal, my mother spoiled me a little too much. She didn't hide herself from me when she went to the bathroom, showered, or changed clothes. But she wouldn't let me touch her breasts or genitals, only sometimes saying lightly, "Son, you're in middle school now and you're still watching your mother change clothes? Your classmates will laugh at you!" I would watch silently, secretly laughing to myself: My classmates would be so envious if they knew I could watch such a beautiful and sexy woman change clothes.)

Because my mother wasn't wearing underwear, I was already hard, and I pretended to be calm and asked, "Mom, why aren't you wearing underwear today?"

"Why are you meddling in adults' business? Go do your homework." My mother was a little unhappy.

I could only walk away silently. My mother touched up her makeup in front of the mirror and sprayed some perfume on her chest and buttocks. I hurriedly went out the door.

I was about to do my homework when I noticed that my mother hadn't taken her phone, so I chased after her to give it to her.

When I reached the door, I saw that she had already gotten into a taxi. I had no choice but to hail a cab and follow her. The taxi my mother was in turned east and west, almost leaving the city. I wondered curiously: Is my mother's company in a very remote place? Then, the car stopped in front of what looked like an abandoned chemical plant. My curiosity grew even stronger, and I decided to see where my mother worked. I hailed the taxi to stop from a distance and saw my mother enter through a small door next to the factory gate. I quietly followed her.

The factory was quite large. I followed my mother to a small bungalow, and she pushed open the door and went inside.

I leaned against the window to listen to the conversation inside.

"Haha, Miss Lin is here!" came an enthusiastic old man's voice from inside.

"Yes, Uncle Li, you keep calling me, of course I have to hurry! Hehe..." Mom responded enthusiastically.

At that moment, I couldn't help but peek through the crack in the window: it was a small room, somewhat like a duty room, with very few things—just a small television, a long wooden bench, a single bed, and a telephone on a small table. It was fairly tidy and clean. What I saw next shocked me: a man in his sixties, his arm around Mom's slender waist, slowly sat down on the long wooden bench, while Mom, in a coquettish and slightly aroused manner, swayed in his arms. Suddenly, my mind went completely blank.

"Miss Lin, I've missed you so much! Let me suckle your big breasts first!" With that, the old man quickly unbuttoned Mom's coat and shirt, and her breasts sprang out like two little white rabbits (I think I understand why Mom doesn't wear a bra). The old man pinched one breast in each hand, his white-bearded mouth sucking greedily on the other. Mom, however, cried out in an exaggeratedly lewd tone, "Uncle Li, be gentle!" "You're going to squeeze my breasts raw and suck them to pieces!"

The old man ignored my mother and worked even harder. By this time, I was already hard.

The old man sucked for about five minutes before stopping, then, with his hands on my breasts, he kissed my mother's lips.

My mother didn't resist at all; instead, she willingly gave the old man a wet kiss, even sticking her small tongue into his mouth and licking his tongue. I almost ejaculated then.

They kissed like this for a while before the old man released my mother, saying, "Come on, you bitch, give me a blowjob!"

My mother smiled lewdly and said, "You're so annoying, you always call me a bitch when you're excited!" Then she knelt in front of the old man's crotch, gently unzipped his pants, took out her penis, and passionately... She began to suckle.

The old man took a deep breath and said, "Oh, Miss Lin, don't you know me? I just like this.

But I don't mean to look down on you at all!"

The mother spat out his penis and said, "Just kidding! Hehe!" Then she took the old man's penis into her mouth again and sucked on it earnestly.

The old man then put his hands behind his head and said with great enjoyment, "I don't know why, but from the first time I slept with you, I only liked you. I don't even look at any younger whore. I've spent most of my life savings on you, you little vixen, in just one year. But I think it's worth it! Hehe..."

Hearing the old man's words, the mother didn't say anything, but just winked seductively at him, and then gave him two deep throats!

"Ah! That's fucking awesome! Okay, now I'm going to play with your little cunt! Hehe..."

At this moment, Mom spat out her penis, a thin thread of saliva running from her lips to the glans, the scene was extremely lewd. Mom groaned exaggeratedly, lewdly holding onto the table, sticking out her buttocks and spreading her long legs. The old man lifted Mom's skirt from behind, exposing her round and perky white buttocks and beautiful legs. The old man plunged his head between her thighs, licking and inserting his fingers into Mom's vagina, saying, "Little bitch, you're really obedient, I told you to go naked (referring to not wearing underwear), and you did it! Good! Let me lick you properly!"

"Uncle Li, um... I really admire you, um... you don't even let me wear underwear um... let you play with me, I let the taxi driver um... see enough!" Mom groaned as she told the old man what had just happened.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of? You're afraid of men seeing you! You're a whore who'll let anyone fuck you for money!"

"Mmm... I am a whore who's been fucked a thousand times, mmm... mmm... come fuck me too! Hurry up! mmm... mmm... mmm..." Mom seemed to be deliberately stimulating the old man's nerves.

At this moment, the old man thrust his penis, which Mom had sucked until it was swollen, all the way into her vagina and started fucking her quickly, but he stopped after about twenty thrusts, let out a long cry, and then collapsed onto Mom's back, breathing heavily, it seemed he had ejaculated. At this moment, I couldn't hold back either, and ejaculated onto the wall under the windowsill.

"Sigh, I'm old, I'm old, I can't do it anymore... hehe!" the old man said lightly.

"Hehe, Uncle Li, you still need to take care of your health, otherwise, you won't be able to get hard after a few thrusts, how will you patronize my business? Hehe..." Mom responded gently. Mom didn't urge the old man off, but instead gently rocked back and forth, letting the old man rest tenderly on her back. Five minutes later, they sat on the small bed, embracing. The mother's clothes were unbuttoned, and the old man shamelessly squeezed her breasts.

"Miss Lin! You're the most ethical prostitute I've ever met! Just like your company advertises! Truly a high-class prostitute!"

"Uncle Li, you paid me and became a VIP member, so of course I'll serve you wholeheartedly and make you happy..." the mother said generously.

"But, it's such a waste for such a beautiful and good woman like you to do this!"

"Oh? Really? Then marry me! Hehe..." the mother teased the old man.

"Hehe, I can't afford such a high-class wife like you! You earn 30,000 a month! That's enough for me to work for six or seven years!"

"Hehe," Mom responded with a smile and then said, "By the way, Uncle Li, where did you get the money to join the membership? 40,000 yuan is probably not a small amount for you, and the service fees and tips you give me each time are also one or two thousand!"

"Sigh! We've known each other for quite a while now. Let me tell you the truth, my wife was in a car accident and the insurance company paid 70,000 yuan. Plus, I earn 600 yuan a month running this shabby factory. I have no children and no other hobbies, so I joined the membership! And I only have eyes for you. I don't want anyone else! Haha..."

"Heh! Uncle Li, you really are a romantic!" Mom teased the old man exaggeratedly.

"Miss Lin, today I'd like to try the 'Fairy Wine' that's mentioned in your company's new brochure, is that alright? Can you tell me about it?"

"Sure. Fairy Wine is basically your semen mixed with beer, and then I'll slowly drink it in front of you."

"Wow, such an exciting game! How much does it cost?"

"999 yuan, not cheap, want to play?"

"Yes! I'll just save up for two more months and come back to you! But..."

"Hehe, but what?"

"I'm afraid I won't have the strength to ejaculate again."

"Yes, what should we do?" Mom thought seriously for a moment, then said, "It's okay, you can just scoop out the semen from my little pussy..."

"Will that work? That's too much trouble for you."

"It's alright, you're a regular customer."

At this moment, Mom lifted her skirt, squatted down, and had the old man put a paper cup on Mom's vulva. Mom then started to urinate, pulling the old man's semen into the paper cup.

"Okay, mix it up," Mom said gently.

"I don't have beer here, only Erguotou."

"Okay, Erguotou it is then."

At this moment, the old man handed the cup to the mother, poured Erguotou into the cup, and then sat down on the chair with a smug look on his face. The mother knelt on the ground in front of the old man's crotch, winking at him while moaning, and drank the "immortal wine" in small sips. The whole process took about 2 minutes.

"Sigh, the liquor is too strong, I rarely drink it, I can't handle it!" the mother said after finishing.

"Hehe, thank you for your help today! Alright." the old man said.

"Have you signed the bill?"

"Okay."

The mother took out a piece of paper from her handbag, wrote on it for a while, and then said very professionally and formally: "Uncle Li, I have provided you with four services this time: 'Full-quality harp,' 'Romantic wet kiss,' 'planetary collision,' and 'immortal wine.' The total cost is 2499 yuan. Please verify and sign. Thank you..."

"Okay, um..." the old man quickly signed the paper.

"Uncle Li, may I put my clothes on now?" (Wow! Mom's so professional, such excellent service!)

"Go ahead."

After the old man agreed, Mom buttoned up her clothes, carefully tidied herself up, handed one copy of the form to the old man, and put the other in her handbag. As Mom walked out the door, the old man leered and slapped her plump, firm buttocks hard. Mom pretended to be angry and said "You're so annoying," but the old man just smiled foolishly.

Watching Mom leave, I quickly found a corner to hide. I waited until Mom was far away before leaving the factory. What happened today was too sudden for me; I really can't accept it: the Mom I knew was so great, so beautiful, so pure, but she's a prostitute. I feel like countless ants are crawling on my face—it's so embarrassing, so shameful! How could I have a mother who's a prostitute?

II. My Mother's Confession

I returned home feeling miserable, but my mother wasn't back yet. Although I was very upset, I also had a strange, stimulating feeling, which I couldn't quite explain. The image of my mother lewdly serving that old man kept replaying in my mind, and it was increasingly stimulating my nerves: Could I be enjoying my mother's body like that old man? No! No! Impossible! My reason and my evil were clashing. Just then, I heard the sound of the door opening; my mother was back.

"Son, have you eaten anything? Are you hungry?" My mother asked me with concern as she walked towards the sofa where I was sitting.

She was still dressed the same as before. I thought to myself: My God, how could she pretend so well? Just a moment ago she was a whore who could be fucked for money, and now she's a dutiful, kind, and beautiful mother?! She's a whore! Yes! That's right!

"Oh, you didn't bring your phone, did you?" I replied after a long pause.

"Really? I was in a hurry and forgot to bring it." (Hmph! Why is she in such a rush? What a slut!)

"I just... um... I wanted to take your phone... to you, so I followed you to, um, your... workplace... that... place..." I stammered, suppressing my anger, and actually confessed to following her. My heart was pounding in my chest! I couldn't believe I'd said it so directly.

My mother stood beside me, staring at me with wide eyes, completely stunned.

"What? What did you say? Where did you follow me?" My mother asked me urgently, as if she were going crazy. "What did you see? Huh? Tell me?!"

After she finished speaking, my mother slumped weakly onto the sofa opposite me. I lowered my head, my heart pounding like it was going to jump out of my chest. I knew my face must be incredibly red, tormented by sadness, anger, and excitement. My mother's face darkened, and she slowly lowered her head and began to cry, but without a sound. We remained silent for a few minutes, and then my mother gradually stopped crying, staring blankly at the ceiling.

At that moment, I didn't know what to say. I cleared my throat, conflicted, and stammered, "Mom, um... I know I shouldn't have followed you, um... but I really just wanted to bring you my phone. I didn't expect to see things I shouldn't have, I..."

"It's not your fault, child. It's all my fault. I'm so sorry!" Mom interrupted me, her voice low and melancholic. "You know, I'm a very competitive person. Ever since your father, that heartless dog, abandoned us, our lives have plummeted.

But I'm not willing to be laughed at and looked down upon by those around me, so I have to make money! A lot of money! We want to live in an apartment building, eat delicacies, and wear head-to-toe designer clothes! But, where can a lowly clerk like me find so much money? So, I applied for a job as a high-class... prostitute at xxx company." "

But Mom, how could you do such a degrading job?!" I couldn't help but shout.

"Sigh, I had no choice," Mom said humbly.

"Anyway, you're not allowed to do this anymore!" I stood up and shouted at my mother.

"Sigh, son, if I don't do this, how will we pay the mortgage? How will we pay your tuition (the private school I attend is very expensive, 20,000 yuan a year)? Have you thought about that? Huh?"

"We can live away from here, and I can not go to private school!" I shouted angrily.

"No! I've already been abandoned! I've already become a laughing stock among all those relatives, I can't go back to that kind of life! No! I can't take it!"

"What can't you do?! What can't you do?! I think you're used to this kind of rich life! Used to being taken advantage of!" I shouted angrily.

At this moment, my mother stood up, staring straight at me, and before I could react, her slap landed hard on my face. I stared blankly at my mother, rushed to my room, locked the door, threw myself on the bed and cried loudly. I felt like everything was about to collapse.

A few hours later, Mom came to my bedroom door and gently knocked. She said, "Son… I'm sorry, Mom was wrong. I shouldn't have hit you. I'm so sorry. Let's talk it over, okay?"

After that, Mom didn't say anything more, and I ignored her, remaining curled up in bed.

A while later, I needed to pee, so I got up and opened the door. Unexpectedly, Mom was still standing there. I didn't dare, and was too embarrassed, to look her in the eye. After a moment, Mom placed her hands on my shoulders and softly said, "Son, you have to know that everything Mom does is for you. As long as… as long as you agree to let Mom do this again, whatever you ask Mom to do… I'll do it…"

Hearing Mom say this, that inexplicable excitement from before returned, and my mind became a jumbled mess again. I slowly raised my head to look at Mom. She looked at me with a charming smile, and I suddenly felt my mouth go dry, not knowing what to say.

"Really, whatever you want, I'll do it?" I asked softly.

"Mmm…" Mom replied with an even more charming smile.

At that moment, I felt a primal urge take over my brain. I shifted my gaze from her face to her large, firm breasts, staring intently. I felt like I was about to ejaculate.

"Hehe, son, Mom knows you always want to touch Mom's body, so Mom will grant your wish today. You like Mom's breasts, don't you?" Mom said so casually, yet I didn't know how to answer, still staring intently.

"If you like, unbutton your shirt and take a look."

"I, I, I don't, I dare not."

"Hehe, my son is a grown-up now. You have to take what you like yourself, otherwise, Mom can't help you." (Oh my god, Mom is actually arousing my excitement!)

But I still didn't dare. Then, Mom put her hands on her sexy breasts and said flirtatiously, "Sorry? Then let Mom help you start."

As she spoke, Mom unbuttoned her blouse one button at a time. When she reached the last button, she stopped, looking at me seductively, and said, "You unbutton the last one." I raised my trembling hands and undid the last button in one go. Mom's breasts were exposed to me for the first time so closely, and I almost fainted from excitement.

"Hehe, if you want to touch them, then touch them." (Mom is so flirtatious!)

I reached out and grabbed those two big, white, and firm breasts, squeezing them hard.

"Ouch, be gentle, um... um... um..." she moaned.

I squeezed Mom's breasts for a while.

"Okay, wait, let's sit on the sofa and rest for a bit," I said, trying to remain calm.

Mom sat down on the sofa, but I stood in front of her and shifted my attention from her breasts to her long, white, beautiful legs. I knelt in front of Mom and touched her legs, which were clad in long white stockings.

"Hehe, little thing, I didn't know you knew how to play with women! Tell me honestly, have you been with other women?" Mom said, watching me excitedly playing with her beautiful legs.

"No, I only like Mom, I haven't been with other women," I said hastily. "Hehe, son, you're really good with words. I'm just an old woman, would you like me?" Mom teased me.

"Really."

At this moment, I had already put my hand under Mom's skirt and said, "Mom, can I see your lower body?"

Mom didn't say anything, but just smiled and lifted her skirt up to her waist, revealing her genitals in full view: a sparse pubic hair in the middle, looking very clean, with light brown labia majora, and labia minora that were still tender and pinkish-red, and below that was a small and clean anus.

Mom then said, "Son, you were born from that little fleshy hole in the middle!"

I couldn't help but suck on her entire vulva, and Mom hummed and said, "Child, Mom is dirty, you can't suck!" and tried to push my head away.

"No, um... Mom's body isn't dirty, um... I like it, um... I want to suck..." I said while sucking.

"Um... good son, um... if you like to suck, Mom will give it to you, um..."

At this moment, my penis was already rock hard, so I took off my pants, wanting to imitate the old man from before and insert my penis into Mom's vagina. At this moment, Mom suddenly stood up and pushed me away, saying, "No, we are mother and son, we can't do that, it's incest, no! Get up!"

"Didn't you promise me everything?!"

"But, I didn't say you could fuck me."

"No, Mom, you're lying. Others can fuck you, why can't I? I want it!"

"No, that's right."

Mom and I started pushing and pulling.

"If you really want to, you can, but you have to study hard. If you can get first place in this midterm exam, I'll let you fuck me." Mom gave me her terms.

"Okay, you said it!"

"Mom keeps her word."

"But, I'm in a hurry now, what should I do?" I asked, holding my penis.

"Hehe, easy, Mom has a way to make her son feel good!" After saying that, Mom stood up, knelt in front of me, and took my penis into her mouth, sucking it earnestly. At this moment, I couldn't stand Mom's actions. Mom sucked me for a maximum of 10 times before I ejaculated all my semen into her mouth. Mom let out a soft moan and actually swallowed all the semen. I collapsed onto the sofa.

III. The Happiest Reward

Since Mom gave me "pleasure," our mother-son relationship has changed a lot: Mom used to be just Mom, but now she's like a lover to me, which is very exciting. Sometimes when she's cooking, I'll sneak up behind her, pinch her breasts, touch her vulva, and when I get excited, I'll simply pull down her panties and suck them randomly. Of course, Mom also dresses provocatively at home for my convenience, and doesn't wear underwear.

One evening after dinner, I leaned against Mom and watched TV together. My hand was, of course, inside my clothes, pinching her breasts. After watching TV for a while, I got a little bored and asked, "Mom, are you going to work tonight?"

"No, I'm not."

"Why not? You usually go out at night, why not today?"

"Today is my day off."

"Day off? People like that, besides their period, they have days off?" I asked curiously.

"You think your mom's just an ordinary streetwalker? The company your mom works for is very reputable."

"Very reputable? How so? You didn't want to tell me before, but now you should tell me in detail."

"Hmm, okay, I've got nothing to do tonight, so I'll tell you."

Mom then explained to me in detail how the company managed these high-class prostitutes, how they charged clients, the benefits they received, and the client tiers.

"Then why were you able to tolerate that old man the other day? He was disgusting," I asked curiously.

"Before I officially started doing this, the company gave me some training, so it's nothing. Although I didn't want to do it for him, I had no choice; he's a top member of the company. But, he just loves to call me a 'bitch,' he's not that annoying, he's quick, and he's not clingy."

"Oh, so you kind of like that old man?" I teased my mother.

"Well, you little brat, you dare to make fun of your mother? I'll beat you to death!" My mother pretended to be angry and patted my back.

"By the way, Mom, do you always let your clients ejaculate inside your vagina?"

"Yes, basically, if a client requests it, I'll do it."

"Aren't you afraid of getting a disease?"

"No, because the company requires every client who is entitled to internal ejaculation to have a check-up at a company-designated hospital every two weeks. Also, the company checks us every week. If any disease is found, whether it's an employee or a client, they're immediately dismissed." "

Oh, no wonder. So, if a top-tier client doesn't request internal ejaculation, do they still need to be checked?"

"Yes, otherwise it's considered a voluntary relinquishment of their top-tier client status."

"Aren't you afraid of getting pregnant, Mom?"

"Hehe, silly child, I had an IUD when I joined the company."

"Oh."

"Mom, when did you start doing this?"

"About four years ago."

"How come I didn't know anything about it?"

"Hehe, how would you know?"

...

And so, I chatted with my mother until very late. My mother asked me questions like: When was your first ejaculation?

How many pornographic films have you watched? etc. Our understanding of each other increased.

After my mother made her promise to me, I studied hard and confidently finished the midterm exams, but I only got second place, just 0.5 points behind first place. What bad luck! I thought it was all over, no chance. I returned home dejectedly, but my mother wasn't home yet. I

sat on the sofa for a while, then I heard my mother's high heels outside the door. She was back. How was I going to explain this to her?

"Son, did you bring your report card? How did it go?"

I didn't know what to say.

"How did it go? Why aren't you saying anything? I'm asking you!" My mother said, walking towards me.

I handed her the report card with my head down. She stared at it intently with her beautiful eyes, then slowly sat down. After a while, my mother comforted me, saying, "It's okay that you didn't get first place. Your total score was only a little bit short of first place, wasn't it? It's okay, try harder next time." After saying that, my mother got up and, without saying anything more, swayed her sexy body to the kitchen.

So, I quietly finished my meal and went back to my room to do my homework.

Around 10 o'clock, Mom pushed open the door, came up behind me, and said, "Come and have some fruit."

I turned around, and Mom's appearance immediately caught my eye: long, wavy, slicked-back brown hair cascaded over her shoulders; she wore light makeup; a tight-fitting white lace blouse with floral sleeves revealed a pale pink lace bra underneath, and I could almost see her small, red nipples; she wore a matching white lace mini-skirt with lace trim; and on her beautiful legs were light flesh-colored stockings. Most strikingly, Mom was wearing white stiletto heels. Mom's outfit was both pure and glamorous— she was so beautiful!

I just stared at her from head to toe, completely mesmerized.

"Hehe, silly child, I told you to eat fruit, not to look at me."

"Oh…" I snapped back to reality.

"Son, actually, Mom knows you weren't disappointed that you didn't get first place, but I know you tried your best, so Mom is willing to give it to you. Consider it an early reward for getting first place next time."

I could hardly believe my ears and said with overwhelming joy, "Really...really?"

"Mmm..." Mom said, gently stroking my hair.

At this point, I picked up Mom and started touching her all over, but Mom pushed me away and said, "Don't be in such a hurry. Mom has already agreed to let you have it, are you afraid Mom will run away?"

Mom took me to her room, made me sit on the bed, and then knelt in front of me, saying softly, "Son, Mom is very sorry for doing this job. Mom doesn't have anything to make up for you, so today Mom will treat you as a top customer and let you have your fill. But son, you must remember that Mom did all this for you, so you must study hard and become successful in the future, then Mom will be at peace, understand?"

I was so nervous and excited that I didn't know what to say. Mom spoke again, "Son, from now on I'm your prostitute. Call me whatever you want, do whatever you want."

At that moment, I remembered the scene of Mom being fucked by that old man. I felt excited, a little angry, and a little thrilled, so I mustered my courage and said, "Come here and suck my cock!" "

Yes, sir..." Wow! Mom actually called me "sir" so obediently.

Mom unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and started sucking it earnestly. Oh, Mom's oral skills are amazing, it feels so good! Mom looked at me with lustful eyes as she sucked. I excitedly wanted to curse her, so I cursed, "Lin Liya, you bitch, you're a slut who'll let anyone fuck you for money! Give me a few moans, hurry up!"

"Oh... ah... I am a bitch who'll let anyone fuck me for money, come and fuck me..." (Mom actually cooperated.)

"Bitch, stand up, take off your clothes, and show me your big tits!"

Mom stood up, twisting her body as she unbuttoned her shirt. Her tight-fitting white lace blouse with floral sleeves opened, and she pretended to be aroused, kneading her large breasts. Then she slowly unhooked her bra, grabbing and shaking her breasts.

"Yes, shake them harder like that!" I said.

Mom obediently increased the speed of her breast shaking.

"Bitch, lift your skirt! Show me your slutty cunt!"

Mom lifted her white lace mini-skirt and pulled down her thong.

I couldn't wait to insert my penis into Mom's vagina and began thrusting in and out. My mother's vagina was surprisingly tight, so I asked, "Mom, you gave birth to me and have been doing this for so long, why is your vagina still so tight?"

"Oh..., of course it's tight after being fucked by men so many times..." (Damn! My mother is teasing me so lewdly?!)

"I'm going to fuck you to death, you slut, you bitch, you're a piece of trash!" I fucked my mother hard, making "slap...slap...slap..." sounds of flesh hitting flesh. My mother also moaned lewdly, and after the last fifty thrusts, I ejaculated all my semen deep into my mother's vagina.

"Son, is it good?" my mother asked me lewdly.

"That was good! That was good!" I said weakly. "Mom, I want to play with your pussy again, but I can't fuck you anymore..."

"Hehe, son, you have quite an appetite, don't you? Okay, as long as you can think of a way to play, Mom will let you play."

"Mom, I want you to squirt my juices like a Japanese AV actress!" I pulled out my penis and said without any politeness, while using my fingers to probe my mother's pussy.

"Okay, oh... son. Oh... use your middle and ring fingers, oh... to probe my pussy, oh..." my mother said, panting and moaning.

Of course, I did as she said. At this moment, my two fingers probed my mother's pussy very quickly, and my mother moaned loudly. Suddenly she said, "Son, oh... harder, oh... Mom, oh... I'm going to squirt..." Before she finished speaking, a large gush of juices mixed with my semen spurted out of her pussy.

Because my face was so close, a few drops of her vaginal fluid splashed onto my face, and the furthest drop Mom sprayed actually landed on the floor nearly a meter away—it was quite a large amount! Mom also reached orgasm amidst her ecstatic moans.

Afterwards, we didn't say anything; we were both exhausted. I stripped Mom naked and held her until we fell asleep.

IV. Mom Gets a Promotion Mom

and I continued living like this, like mother and son, and like husband and wife. But Mom only allowed me to have sex with her a maximum of twice a week, saying that I was still growing and shouldn't let my sexual desires harm my health; otherwise, I wasn't allowed to touch her anymore. Of course, I had no choice but to obey.

One day, Mom came home and excitedly told me, "Son, Mom has some great news: I got promoted! The new chairman of the company promoted me to 'New Employee Training Supervisor,' so I can easily earn a monthly salary of 50,000!" (Note: A New Employee Training Supervisor is essentially a trainer who trains newly recruited prostitutes, but is at the beck and call of the company's high-ranking executives, such as the chairman and general manager, who can have sex with them whenever they want.)

"A promotion? That's great! Mom won't have to go out to work every day or two anymore?" I said happily.

"Yes," Mom said excitedly as well.

"Then Mom can have a lot more time to spend with me?"

"Hmph! Spend time with you? More time for you to have sex with me," Mom said in a seductive tone.

"Mom, since you get to do whatever you want with me now, why don't you be my wife?"

"What? Be your wife? Heh, you really have a wild idea…heh heh." Mom laughed heartily, then continued, "When Mom's home, you can do whatever you want with me anytime, and I also have to take care of your food, your daily needs, and a whole bunch of other things. Have you ever taken care of me? You little lazybones, you've never even washed your own socks once, you can't even change a lightbulb, can you? Heh heh…"

"Mom, then I'll take care of you starting tomorrow, I'll do everything around the house, Mom, then be my wife. I'm serious."

"Son, what's wrong with you today? You're saying such strange things."

"I'm really serious."

"Heh heh, son, tell me, you can do whatever you want with Mom's body, why do you still want Mom to be your wife? Does it make any difference whether Mom is your wife now or not?"

"It makes a difference! I want Mom to treat me like her husband, not just someone to take care of as a son.

Mom, I really love you, please say yes?"

"What does a little kid like you know about love? You just love your mom's flesh, haha."

"Mom, believe me, I really love you, I'm serious."

"Haha, you're not even as tall as Mom, you can only reach my chin. Mom doesn't want a short husband." Mom teased me with a laugh.

"I'm only 16 this year, I'll grow taller."

"Haha...haha...haha...haha..." Mom laughed so hard she almost fell over.

"If you don't agree, I'll run away from home!" I said angrily.

"Okay, okay, Mom promises you. But you have to be careful when we're out. Last time on the bus you were touching me and we almost got caught. You know?" "

Okay, then call me."

"Call you what?" Mom asked knowingly.

"You know..." I said coquettishly.

"Okay, my little husband, my good son husband! Is that alright?"

"Haha, that's great, my wife Mom," I happily gave Mom a deep kiss on the lips.

"Mom, tell me how you suddenly got promoted?" I asked curiously.

"It's like this..." Mom told me the reason and process of her promotion: It turned out that the chairman of the company where Mom worked had passed away suddenly from a heart attack, and his only son, He Zihang, who was only 25 years old, became the chairman of this company with assets of over 500 million.

He Zihang had always had designs on Mom's beauty: for example, several times in the company, he saw Mom go to the restroom and followed her. Once inside, whenever no one was around, he would forcibly kiss Mom's lips, breasts, and even her genitals.

But Mom, because he was the chairman's only son, could only half-heartedly resist. Fortunately, the restroom was always busy, so he didn't actually have sex with her.

One time, the restroom was empty for a long time, and He Zihang tried to force himself on her. Mom had to say: He wasn't a VIP member of the company, so he couldn't do it. The company's rules were very strict, and his father was very strict with him, not allowing him to get involved in pornography too early. So if his father found out, they would both be in big trouble. Furthermore, his mother promised him that once he inherited the family business and gave her a promotion, he could have as much fun as he wanted.

Half-coaxed and half-deceived by his mother, the young master, not yet 20, eventually gave up, but he didn't stop taking advantage of his mother, who could only feign a smile and appease him. But his mother never expected that this boy would rise to power so quickly. On the second day after He Zihang became chairman, he summoned his mother to his office, gave her a thorough beating, and used all sorts of sexual techniques.

Finally, He Zihang promised to promote his mother immediately, but on the condition that she smooth things over with the other senior executives (who were also major shareholders). Otherwise, the promotion wouldn't be immediate. His reasoning was that he had only recently gained power and wasn't yet ready to be too assertive, fearing these veterans would sideline him later.

At the time, his mother was genuinely impressed by He Zihang's political acumen and shrewdness. Next, she began her lobbying efforts with the senior executives: those who liked money were given money, and those who were lustful had to be offered "flesh

." Through a board meeting, she became the "new employee training supervisor."

After listening to my mother's story, I felt sad and said, "Mom, it's really not easy for you. You've suffered so much."

"It's good that you know. I did this to earn more money for you. Just don't let me down."

"Don't worry, Mom, I'll make you proud! I'll earn a lot to support you in the future!"

"Mom believes in you!"

Since my mother got promoted, her working hours are the same as other white-collar workers, from nine to five, unlike before when she had irregular hours. When my mother comes home, I pester her to tell me the gossip stories she experienced that day; it's so exciting!

I've slowly come to accept the fact that my mother might be taken advantage of at any time, and strangely, I find it increasingly exciting to hear her detailed accounts of how she was taken advantage of by strange men.

My mother's income has doubled, while her work is much easier than before, so she looks healthier, more beautiful, and more sexy. She even bought a car worth nearly 200,000 yuan for commuting and taking me to school.

At my request, Mom bought many of my favorite sheer silk outfits to wear at home, her slender and sexy body a feast for the eyes every moment. I felt like the happiest person in the world because I had such a beautiful, sexy, and loving mother as my wife! But this blissful state didn't last long; one of Mom's actions stirred up trouble.

One weekend, after Mom came home from work, she eagerly dressed me in the tight-fitting white lace dress with floral sleeves that she wore the first time we made love, because she knew I loved that outfit.

"Son, Mom dressed you in this dress today, do you like it?" Mom asked me seductively.

"Mom, of course I like it, this dress is so meaningful to me."

"Hehe, you slept with Mom once on Tuesday and once on Friday, but unfortunately you didn't get another chance..."

"Mom, are you seducing me?"

"No... I'm just reminding you to follow the rules we set..." Mom's words were still very flirtatious.

"Hmph, what's there to say..."

"But, Mom can give you an extra chance today..."

"Then I'm going to fuck you right now..." Before Mom could finish speaking, I sat down next to her, quickly unbuttoned her shirt, unhooked her bra, and grabbed her two big breasts, sucking and squeezing them.

"Son, wait a minute," Mom said, trying to push me away, "Mom has something to discuss with you."

"What...thing...?" I asked vaguely, still sucking on Mom's breasts.

"Do you remember the newly appointed chairman that Mom told you about?"

At this moment, I had already lifted Mom's skirt and, through her panties, rubbed the flesh of her lower body.

"Hmm... I know... that brat named He Zihang, right?"

"Why are you calling him a brat?"

I pulled down my mother's panties, and her beautiful legs, clad in white stilettos and white stockings, once again intensely stimulated me. My penis was rock hard, and I pulled it out, smeared some massage oil on it, and was about to insert it into my mother's little cunt, slowly thrusting back and forth.

"I'll call him a brat! Calling him a brat is too mild! I think he's just a piece of trash, a scumbag! He dares to lay his eyes on my wife and mother, and he's still fucking her all the time! Humph!" "

Hehe, so my son/husband is jealous? Hehe, but so many men have fucked your mother, how long are you going to keep cursing her like this?" My mother shamelessly teased me.

"You slut! I'm going to fuck you to death!" I angrily thrust into her a few times.

"Son, but He Zihang is a nice guy, and he takes good care of me. Don't scold him anymore, okay?" (Damn, Mom's actually defending He Zihang?!)

"Okay, I'll listen to my mom, my wife."

"Mom, um..., today I want to talk to you about this... um..., it was him... um... who brought it up." Mom started moaning as I fucked her. "Son, um..., He Zihang wants me... um..., to move in with him... um..., to live there, are you willing... um... willing?"

"What?! Oh..., no! Impossible!" I was also getting pleasured by Mom's tightness.

Suddenly, Mom pressed down and started moving in a woman-on-top position, squeezing her own breasts and crying out, "Son, oh... Mom's coming, oh..., faster..., push up, oh..., Mom's little pussy! Oh..." At this moment, Mom and I reached orgasm together.

We rested together for a while, then Mom asked, "Son, do you agree to what I'm saying?"

"No... you're my wife, how can you leave me and move in with that jerk? What am I then?!" I was a little angry.

"Oh, Mom's just discussing this with you," Mom said with a smile.

"No... no... there's no need to discuss it!" I shouted.

"Son, listen to me, He Zihang is a really good person, he's been very kind to me, and Mom should at least show some appreciation. Besides, you're not a child anymore, many of your peers live at school. If Mom leaves you, you can develop your self-reliance. Mom can't be with you forever, can she?"

"I won't listen! I think you've changed your mind, you've fallen for that jerk! You're just a slut who can't change her nature! You're a whore!" Mom's words made me very angry.

"Son, how can you say that to your mother!"

"That's right! That's right!" I was furious. At that moment, Mom slumped weakly onto the sofa. We stood there, heads turned away, silent for a long time.

After a while, Mom said softly, "Okay, Mom admits I do like He Zihang a little."

"What? Mom, you agreed to be my wife! How could you change your mind so quickly?!"

"I know you like Mom, and Mom likes you too, but this isn't true love. We're definitely mother and son. And Mom needs the love of a real man!"

"Mom, you're a liar! Why did you lie to me?!"

"Son, listen to Mom. If you want to sleep with Mom, Mom can satisfy you anytime. Just give Mom a call when you're free, and Mom will come back. Of course, you can come to Mom's place if you want."

"That liar, that filthy bitch! That rotten bitch! I never want to see you again!" After saying that, I angrily put on my coat and stormed out the door.

I ran wildly through the street, tears blurring my vision. Because I couldn't see clearly, I bumped into many pedestrians.

At that moment, I tried to rush across the intersection, but a blinding light rushed towards me. I felt a powerful force shove against the side of my thigh, like being hit hard by a strong basketball player. My body flew to the side and crashed heavily to the ground, losing consciousness...

V. My Rebirth

When I regained consciousness, I felt excruciating pain in my right leg, my whole body was weak, and I couldn't open my eyes. I heard a woman sobbing, like my mother's voice. Where am I? What is this place? I struggled to speak, "Mom... Mom... Mom..."

Then a boy's deep voice said, "Auntie! Your son seems to have woken up!" I struggled to open my eyes: a handsome boy about my age was looking at me happily.

Here, my mother appeared before me, burying her face in my chest and sobbing, "Son, it was my fault! I won't move out! Son, don't do anything foolish again. If anything happens to you, I won't live anymore... Waaah..."

"Mom, Mom..." I could only weakly call out to her.

...

After I was hit by the car, a boy sitting near my house—the same boy I saw when I first woke up—happened to witness the accident. So, this kind boy took me to the hospital and found my mother's business card in my pocket, notifying her.

This kind boy was named Long Quanyou, also a junior high school student, and in the same grade as me, though he attended a regular school nearby. The doctor's examination revealed I was truly lucky: although I had fractured my leg bone in the car accident, it wasn't serious, and I didn't even have a mild concussion! To be precise, I was just knocked unconscious, so I only needed a month of rest to recover. I received observation and treatment at the hospital for five days before returning home to recuperate.

Long Quanyou visited me every day or two, and we quickly became good friends. During the month I recuperated at home, although I was lukewarm towards my mother, she didn't complain and still took good care of me. However, I could see a hint of loss in her eyes. I didn't know if it was because she hadn't moved out with that guy surnamed He, or because I had missed an opportunity because of my accident.

So, I understood many things: although my mother loved me and was willing to care for me physically, we were ultimately mother and son. It was impossible for her to love me like she loved a man.

My mother had a beautiful face and a sexy, voluptuous body. Most importantly, she had experienced several years of prostitution, and even her own son could enjoy her body. She had developed a very lewd mentality and enjoyed being with different men!

Therefore, I could no longer see my mother the same way. For example, if my mother had sex with another man in front of me, although I would still be jealous, I would feel a strong sense of stimulation and excitement.

After my body had recovered sufficiently, I started going back to school. My attitude towards my mother has improved a lot, returning to how it was before my accident. I haven't asked her to have sex with me, and she hasn't tried to seduce me. My mother seems relieved about this. She hasn't mentioned moving in with that guy again, but I want to ask her about it because my mindset has changed; I've become more inclined to share my mother's sexy body with other men.

"Mom, is that guy surnamed He still asking you to move in with him?" I suddenly asked calmly, surprising my mother.

"Yes, he has, but after I told him about your accident, he hasn't said anything. But he still calls me into his office every two or three days. Son, don't worry, Mom won't agree to it," my mother answered anxiously.

"Mom, I think after this incident, I've thought a lot more through. I think I can accept you moving in with him," I said calmly.

"What? Son, don't make your mother angry anymore. Mother knows she was wrong..."

"No! Mother, I'm serious. Think about it, a natural beauty like you, I think it's impossible for one person to hold onto you alone. Like sand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it slips away, let alone you?

Hehe, they say women are made of water, and water slips away even faster." I interrupted my mother.

My mother was stunned by my sudden words, just staring blankly, not knowing what to say.

"However, I have my conditions." I continued, "The condition is that that kid surnamed He has to talk to me in person."

"Conditions?! What conditions?" my mother asked me blankly.

"Okay, let me tell you my plan first: First, you'll only be staying with that guy surnamed He on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, unless there's something special at your company. The rest of the time, you'll still belong to me. Second, I need that guy surnamed He to promote you again within a month at the latest. If he keeps making excuses, then forget it. If he can't even do this, I don't think he's any good as chairman. Of course, I'm going to say all this, so don't say anything."

After hearing my plan, Mom took a while to recover and said softly, "Son, you've grown up. You're smart now, and you know how to think about things for your mother. I'm so happy..." Then she started crying.

"Okay... okay... don't cry, you won't look pretty if you cry... hehe," I comforted Mom.

That night, I resumed my physical relationship with Mom.

The next evening, He Zihang came to my house as promised, while Mom pretended not to know anything and went to the kitchen. When He Zihang heard my conditions, he was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Brother, I didn't realize you were so good at making arrangements.

Okay! I agree!" He Zihang seemed very straightforward. It was then that I noticed He Zihang's very masculine appearance; he was about the same height as my mother, with bright, piercing eyes, a high nose, and slightly dark skin. He even looked somewhat like Andy Lau. I thought to myself: No wonder Mom said she liked this guy!

He Zihang took a deep drag of his cigarette and said, "Brother, I understand how you feel. It's definitely upsetting for a son to have such a beautiful and sexy mother with someone else. But your mother has told me about it, so I understand your feelings even more."

"What? What did my mother say to you?... " I seemed a little flustered and embarrassed.

"It's alright, brother, it's nothing. To be honest, if I had a mother as beautiful and sexy as you, I would have done it long ago. Brother, you're lucky, I really envy you... hehe."

"Hehe, really..." I laughed awkwardly.

"When will these agreements take effect?" He Zihang asked, displaying a rather negotiating style.

"Hmm..." I thought for a moment, "Let's take effect now," I thought, hoping it would take effect quickly so Mom could get promoted sooner.

"Hehe, don't regret it later, okay?" He Zihang said with a sly smile.

"Regret what? No regrets," I replied, feigning nonchalance. I couldn't let this kid get away with it.

"Okay! It's Wednesday, and your beautiful, sexy mom is coming with me... You shouldn't have any objections, right, bro?" (Damn, I've been tricked by this kid!)

"Hmm... Of course! I keep my word..." Although I was a little reluctant to part with Mom, I couldn't let this kid look down on me.

"Good! Bro, I've decided to be your friend. After you graduate from university, if you're willing, come to my company, starting at 50,000 a month! OK?" He Zihang seemed incredibly loyal and generous; no wonder Mom had feelings for him.

Just then, Mom heard that we had finished our conversation, so she came into the living room, sat down next to He Zihang, looked at me, and then at He Zihang. Seeing that I nodded to her, Mom said, "Since you've both finished talking, I won't say anything more. Xiaoming, Mom will be back after work tomorrow. Are you alright by yourself today?"

Since He Zihang was there, I could only say, "No problem, just come back early tomorrow."

"I know. You should go to bed early too."

Mom kissed me on the lips, then put her arm around my waist, glancing back at me every now and then, before finally getting into He Zihang's Mercedes 600 and leaving.

After Mom and He Zihang left, I stared blankly at the night lights outside the window. Just then, the doorbell rang.

VI. Mom's New Love

I opened the door when I heard the doorbell, and there stood my good friend Long Quanyou.

After entering, Long Quanyou looked around, and I asked him curiously, "What are you doing? Like you're doing something wrong?"

"Where's Aunt Lin? I haven't seen her," Long Quanyou asked me.

"Oh... oh... she... she went out for work..." I could only offer a vague answer.

"I see..." Long Quanyou's eyes betrayed a hint of disappointment. I wondered: what's he up to?

But ever since my body and energy recovered, I'd noticed that Quanyou's gaze towards my mother was strange—a look that was half lustful and half respectful. And once, when my mother invited him to stay for dinner, he deliberately dropped his chopsticks under the table, taking a long time to retrieve them, all to steal a peek at the alluring cleavage of my mother's thighs clad in light flesh-colored stockings.

How could my mother, a seasoned womanizer, not know what he was thinking? Not wanting to give Quanyou a lewd first impression, my mother crossed her legs, concealing her sexy, long legs. But Quanyou didn't restrain himself; instead, he searched for every opportunity to look at my mother's body with a burning gaze.

Because Quanyou had saved me and was a good friend, my mother pretended not to know, neither giving him the chance nor deliberately avoiding him, but I could see a hint of excitement in her eyes.

We chatted about our schoolwork progress, grumbled about our annoying teachers and classmates, and had a great time.

Around 11 o'clock, Quanyou asked me again, "Isn't Aunt Lin coming back yet?"

"Oh, maybe she won't be back today," I said sheepishly.

"Hmm… since Aunt Lin isn't here today, can I ask you something?" Quanyou said somewhat nervously.

"Go ahead." "

But you can't get angry after I ask.

"

"Of course not, but if you don't want to answer, that's fine too."

"Hey?… why are you being so hesitant?"

"Oh," Quanyou cleared his throat and asked, "What does Aunt Lin do for a living?"

"Well… oh… well… you know… public relations, like… accompanying the company's clients to dinner or something."

Quanyou's sudden question made me nervous, and I could only stammer out my answer.

"But, um... I saw this on it, um... why does it have Aunt Lin's name on it, um...?"

Quanyou said, taking a slip of paper from his bag (this was probably the customer service form Mom had said she couldn't find; Mom used these forms to collect her payment from the company. How could Mom be so careless as to lose it? And Quanyou found it!).

I took the slip, looked at Quanyou, then at the slip, unsure what to say.

Seeing my embarrassed expression, Quanyou quickly said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoming, I didn't mean to." Then he stood up and said, "I'm sorry, just pretend I didn't ask anything, I don't know anything, I'm sorry. It's so late, I should go."

Quanyou walked towards the door, and just as he was about to open it, I said, "Wait, Quanyou!"

Quanyou stopped and turned to look at me.

"Quanyou, where did you find this slip of paper?" I asked sheepishly.

"Um... right behind this door," Quanyou pointed to the door.

"Do you really want to know what my mother does?"

"Yes... but if you don't want to tell me..."

"Quanyou, come sit down here." I interrupted him.

After Quanyou sat on the sofa opposite me, I cleared my throat and said, "Quanyou, you saved my life, and you're my good brother. Since you really want to know, I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone else. Otherwise, my mother will definitely get a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"Okay, I swear I won't say a word." Quanyou excitedly promised me.

Next, I told Quanyou about my mother's situation. Quanyou blushed as he listened.

"How could such a beautiful woman like Aunt Lin do this kind of work!" Quanyou exclaimed, deeply moved after hearing the story.

"At first, I thought the same as you. But now I don't think that way anymore."

"So what do you think now?"

"Maybe you don't know my mom well enough. My mom is actually quite horny at heart, and she really enjoys trying different kinds of sex with different men. Besides, wouldn't it be a waste for such a natural beauty like my mom to be a widow for my faithless father?"

"So you and your mom, have you... you know... done it?"

"Yes, my mom convinced me with her body to allow her to continue this job."

Quan You was so shocked by my words that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

"Alright, don't be so surprised. Although things like this don't happen often, it's not the only one, right?" "

Oh... maybe," Quan You said, blushing.

We chatted about other things, but I could tell that Quan You was still immersed in the stories I had just told him that had surprised and embarrassed him. When I saw him off, he suddenly said, "Xiao Ming, I think... can I... ..." and then added, "Oh... nothing... I'm leaving..."

Heh, do you think I don't know what Quan You is trying to say? Although he really wanted to say he wanted to sleep with my mom, he didn't say it out loud, so I couldn't do anything about it. I couldn't very well ask him if he liked my mom and wanted to have sex with her, could I?

I thought Quanyou definitely wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. Two

days later, one afternoon after school, Long Quanyou suddenly found me at the school gate and said he had a favor to ask of me. Hehe, of course I knew what it was, but I pretended not to know anything to tease him. Quanyou invited me to a small noodle shop and told me his idea.

"Xiaoming, um... I really like, um... Aunt Lin, I... I... I want to..." Quanyou stammered as he started to speak.

"Oh dear, I, I, I, what 'I'? You've started stuttering? Hehe," I teased him.

"Um... I want to get a good look at Aunt Lin, is that okay?"

"Get to see her? Sure, but you see her almost every time you come to my house, don't you?" I continued to tease him.

"I mean, um... I really want to see Aunt Lin's body, um... is that alright, Xiaoming?"

"Hehe, the fox's tail is finally showing, huh? Hehe."

"Xiaoming, don't be angry, I really like Aunt Lin."

"Why would I be angry? If I were this angry, I would have died of anger before I even met you."

"Then look..." Quanyou looked at me expectantly.

"Sure, what can I say, we're best buddies, right? But my mom's prices are really high. You've seen the service bills she gives to her clients, the fees..." I was still teasing him.

"I have money," Quanyou said hurriedly, "I've saved up for two years, the money I was going to use to buy a new bicycle, I have 300 yuan here, I'll just look at it for 10 minutes. If it's not enough, I'll think of something else."

"Haha... haha... haha..." I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Xiaoming, are you laughing at me for not having enough money?" Quanyou asked blankly.

"Haha... I'm laughing at you for giving too much money."

"Giving too much?" Quanyou was confused by me.

"Think about it... You saved me, and you're my good brother. You want to see my mom naked? If I take your money, I'll feel bad, but my mom will feel bad too."

"Really? Xiaoming?"

"Of course!"

"Then how about tonight?"

"It's Tuesday. Okay, come at 8 pm. My mom should be home."

"Great, great..." Quanyou was overjoyed.

"By the way, why don't you just talk to your family and stay at my house tonight?"

"Really?"

"Yes... Go home and talk to your family first. See you tonight."

After parting with Quanyou, I went home and saw that my mom was already home. My mom was making dinner. I hugged my mom from behind and squeezed her big breasts. Because of the conversation with Quanyou, my penis was a little hard, so I took it out and pressed it against my mom's black silk stockings. Then, I felt unsatisfied and asked my mom to use her fleshy vulva and thighs to rub my penis back and forth.

"Son, why are you so excited to come home today? Want to fuck your mom?" Mom asked, rubbing her genitals against my penis while cooking.

"Mom, you have to promise me something today."

"What is it?"

"Quanyou said he likes you."

"Likes me? Are you kidding me? What's wrong with kids these days?" Mom said, her face showing excitement.

"He also said he wants to see you take off your clothes, to see your naked body."

"Huh? Really?"

"Really, he just talked to me about it." "

So what did you say?" "

I had no choice but to agree."

"What? You agreed? How could you do this?"

"Come on, Mom, I don't think you're afraid of him seeing you. Last time, he peeked at your crotch under the table, and you spread your legs and let him see as much as he wanted."

"You're lying, I didn't! If you keep lying, I'll tear your mouth apart."

We played around like that for a while.

"Okay, Mom, to be honest, I've already promised him he'll come at 8 pm."

"Hmm... okay. It's fine to let him see. Besides, Mom should thank Quanyou properly." "

Then go change into a nice outfit."

"I know, do you need to teach me that?"

Quanyou arrived before 8 pm. Quanyou and I sat on the sofa in the living room, and Mom greeted Quanyou generously before going into her room.

"Did Auntie agree?"

"What do you think?"

"Great..." Quanyou was very excited.

"Quanyou, what kind of clothes do you like my mom to wear?"

"Anything..." Quanyou seemed embarrassed to say.

"There's no such thing as 'anything' clothes..."

"Then let's wear a nurse's uniform."

"Mom... Quanyou said he wants to see a nurse's uniform." I shouted loudly towards Mom's room.

"Oh, I know..." Mom responded.

"Xiaoming, I'm so nervous. Is my face very red?" Quanyou said shyly.

"It's normal to see a beautiful woman doing a striptease for the first time."

After a while, Mom appeared in front of Quanyou and me dressed as a pink nurse. As I played music for her, Mom seductively walked up to Quanyou and started dancing.

"Quanyou, do you really like Auntie?" Mom teased Quanyou while swaying her voluptuous body.

"Yes, of course I like it..." Quanyou said, staring straight at Mom.

Mom just smiled lewdly, saying nothing, and, to the rhythm of the music, pretended to be intoxicated, slowly unbuttoning her clothes, slowly loosening her belt, slowly taking off her skirt, making Quanyou swallow hard.

Soon, only a pink lace bra remained on Mom's sexy body: the thin bra fabric revealed her small nipples, and through the silk panties, her pubic hair and labia were visible. Her long, beautiful legs were covered in light pink stockings. She wore matching pink stilettos. Then, Mom pressed the toe of her stiletto against Quanyou's penis, and Quanyou groaned excitedly. Mom turned around again, sticking her buttocks out to show Quanyou her barely visible genitals.

"Quanyou, if you can't hold back, masturbate yourself," Mom said considerately, seeing Quanyou's excited expression.

"Oh, okay..." Quanyou said, pulling out his penis and playing with it.

Mom turned around, unhooking her bra, revealing a pair of large, firm breasts, and then gracefully pulled down her panties.

"Auntie, your body is so beautiful..." Quanyou exclaimed.

Mom smiled, saying nothing, still twisting her body to show Quanyou every part of her sexy body. But after a long time, Quanyou still didn't seem to ejaculate, so he said, "Auntie, I can't ejaculate, maybe I'm too nervous."

"Oh??" Mom said in a very lewd tone.

"Mom, please help Quanyou," I said.

"Okay. Auntie will suck it out for you," Mom said.

Mom squatted down, grabbed Quanyou's penis, and started sucking, even moaning in accompaniment. Quanyou unceremoniously grabbed and squeezed his mother's large breasts.

"Auntie, you're so good... I love you..."

He ejaculated in his mother's mouth in no time. His mother then went to the bathroom with Quanyou's semen in her mouth.

Quanyou leaned back on the sofa, breathing heavily. When his mother returned to him to get dressed, Quanyou's penis became erect again. His mother asked, "Quanyou, do you want more?"

"Auntie, I want this place. Is that okay?" he said, reaching for his mother's genitals. His mother didn't pull away.

"Quanyou, doing it twice at once isn't good for your health," his mother said with concern.

"But I'm really sad, I really want it again."

"Okay," his mother said, then straddled Quanyou, rubbing her pubic hair and labia against his penis and her large breasts against his face. Quanyou unceremoniously grabbed her breasts and began sucking them.

"Son, go get the massage oil and put some on Mom's genitals."

So, I applied the massage oil to Mom's genitals and even used two fingers to stimulate her vagina. Mom said, "Son, stop fooling around, Quanyou is waiting." Then she took Quanyou's penis completely into her vagina.

Because Quanyou's penis was quite large, Mom even groaned and said, "Quanyou's is so big, it's touching Auntie's cervix." They continued to fuck each other like that, moving up and down.

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