[Wuxia] The Emperor of Evil Desire (Complete) - 20

Chapter 3 Maternal Instinct Transforms into Sexual Desire

1

"Gao Zhi, could you please go to the pharmacy?"

I asked Gao Zhi, a senior in high school, as he returned from school. Seeing him heading towards his room from the entryway, I said this.

Since last night, I'd felt strange. This morning, my husband went on a business trip, and when I woke up at four, my condition had worsened. After noon, I was still in bed, unable to sleep because of stomach pain. I looked for the medicine I'd bought the day before, only to find it was all gone.

My husband, too, drinks too much and often takes medicine, so the medicine we bought was finished without me noticing. But the thought of going to the pharmacy with a pale face made me hold back. It

would only take four or five minutes by bicycle, but I'm afraid of cycling. Having no better option, I just paced back and forth, letting time slip away.

"What's wrong?"

Gao Zhi opened the door and peeked in.

"You're late. My stomach hurts, and I have no choice but to ask you to go to the pharmacy and buy me the blue-packaged medicine."

"Okay..." Gao Zhi was a very honest and obedient boy.

Even in his third year of high school, although helping with housework was annoying, he was always happy to buy me small things like soybean oil and soy sauce.

After buying the blue-packaged medicine, Gao Zhi hid in his room and didn't come out even after dark.

After taking the medicine, I felt much better and took a nap.

"Mother, how are you feeling..." He seemed to be hungry and came to ask me.

"Oh, my head still throbs a little."

"Then, I'll make dinner! Mother wants porridge."

"I'm sorry, your father isn't here. Just cook your own portion. You can fry some rice!"

"Okay, that's my specialty. That'll do."

Maybe it was the chills, but lying on the bed felt comfortable, like a frog being pressed down.

I ate the bowl of porridge that Gao Zhi cooked in no time.

By evening, my head still hurt.

“Go take a shower,”

Gao Zhi advised.

“Yes, you’re a really good doctor.”

Entering the bathroom, I felt a little less able to judge things when I was sick, so I felt grateful to Gao Zhi. The warmth made me feel comfortable, so I decided not to lie in bed for a while. However, after a short while, the headache returned.

“It doesn’t seem to be working,”

I said to Gao Zhi, then returned to the dormitory.

Perhaps because my father wasn’t home, he felt responsible, so before going to bed, he would check if the front door was locked, the windows were closed, and if the gas was working.

“Gas, electricity, and the front door are all fine.”

Hearing his confirmation, I couldn’t help but smile wryly.

“Well then, Mother, everything’s alright now, I’m going to sleep,”

he said very gently.

“Yes, there’s nothing else. Can I talk to you? I overslept during the day and don’t want to sleep now.”

“Ah, okay…” However, there was only one double bed in the dormitory for my husband and me. Even if I wanted to talk to him, there was nowhere for him to sit.

So, Gao Zhi sat down next to my feet and stared at me.

“Mother, everyone at school says you’re wonderful. The last time you came to school, the teacher said, ‘Your mother is very beautiful and energetic.’

There were some girls from my class nearby… look, Xiao Jiang from my middle school, she said to everyone, ‘Really! Morita’s mother looks a lot like Kobayashi Asami.’

That day was the proudest day of my life.”

“Oh, did the teacher really say that?”

“Yes, I don’t know what to do when I see a beautiful woman. That female music teacher was very beautiful; we all froze when we saw her, and then she scolded us, ‘What are you all looking at?’” "

Even so, we really want to see that female teacher."

"How interesting! That female teacher isn't married yet, is she?"

"Yeah, so whenever we see that female teacher, we can't even hit the high notes!"

"Oh dear! Is that so?"

"Ah, right, I'm already a senior in high school. Some of my friends who graduated from middle school are already wearing suits. I only told you, Mother, but it's a secret. Many of my classmates are dating, and..." Gao Zhi suddenly stopped speaking.

"So..." The rest of his words were hesitant and incoherent.

"What did you do? It's not right to stop halfway through your story. Tell me quickly."

"That's... it really is a secret. Everyone donated money to them because they need to pay for medical expenses..." "To the hospital for surgery?"

"Yes!"

"Could it be that Gao Zhi also..." "Don't talk nonsense, Mother. It's such a small matter. I handled it very well. Don't worry about me."

"Handled it? To some strange place? That's impossible, because your allowance is very small. Ah, right..." This was my turn to be caught in the awkward situation of not being able to continue speaking halfway through. Gao Zhi didn't ask me to continue; I figured he was an adult now. But on the other hand, while I felt relieved, I wondered how Gao Zhi, all alone in his room, would manage to deal with this. I found it intriguing.

When I cleaned his room, I'd found a huge pile of toilet paper in the trash can. I'd always thought of him as a child; his sudden growth was unexpected.

(That's still true.)

So, suddenly, I just found him adorable.

Who was he thinking of taking care of this? Or was he looking at a book about naked women?

The thought of young, energetic Gao Zhi, with his boundless energy, suddenly gave me a strange feeling.

2

Gao Zhi's words affected my mood, and before I knew it, my stomach started hurting again. The usual medicine wasn't working; the pain had shifted to a slightly lower area.

"It's always like this, Father's never home... Ah, it's starting to hurt again."

"Did you take your medicine?"

"I just took some, but it doesn't seem to be working."

"But, didn't I always take that kind of medicine? Mother, didn't that kind stop the pain before? It'll be fine! It'll be better tomorrow."

"Yes, that's what I thought too... but for some reason, it hurts so much here..." I said, rubbing around my navel from under the covers.

I swear to God I had no evil intentions; the pain was really getting worse. Seeing my pained expression, Gao Zhi advised me to see a doctor, but we live in a newly developed residential area without a hospital.

We just moved here and haven't seen a doctor yet. If we had to call, it would only be an ambulance. Even if we did call an ambulance, it wouldn't be that serious, so I dismissed the idea.

"It's not that serious, don't worry, I think it'll get better soon."

"Mother, when my stomach hurts, you always touch it. Now, let me massage your stomach."

Why is my heart pounding at this moment? I really don't understand.

Perhaps some part of me is yearning for this, and Gao Zhi saw through it, which is why he said that to me. No, how can she have her son massage her stomach in bed when her master isn't home? The computer inside my body is working, directly connected to the evil thoughts within. Perhaps it's the pangs of conscience that's making my heart pound!

No, just now, I was rambling with Gao Zhi about school, and then he said he handles everything himself. Thinking about his demeanor, it suddenly gave me a strange feeling!

No, no, after showering, I took off my underwear without changing, so I wasn't wearing anything underneath. That might be why I suddenly feel uneasy. All sorts of things flashed through my mind in a very short time, but I can't answer them immediately.

Gao Zhi's warm hand touched my painful area, and it really did feel better. What I want to say now is that I have a feeling of anticipation. But why couldn't I say it? Was it because Gao Zhi was a boy? If Gao Zhi were a girl, my heart wouldn't be pounding. Then I would say to her, "Here, try pressing a little!"

"Really? Then let me try?"

"Okay!"

I found my whole body was getting hot. I straightened my posture, smoothed out the wrinkles on the blanket so that Gao Zhi could easily massage me, and moved a spot on the bed so that Gao Zhi could sit down.

Gao Zhi then moved from beside my feet to near my waist, and then suddenly reached his hand under the blanket. His actions were too quick and natural, so... Gao Zhi started from above.

I couldn't say that to him.

If I did, it would attract Gao Zhi's attention, and then his naturally outstretched hand would hesitate, and he would feel very shy. I think he would touch from above the blanket, especially around the legs where the hem of the yukata was messy, and he would still reach in and touch there.

When Gao Zhi's hand touched my thigh, I felt my heart skip a beat. It wasn't just me; even Gao Zhi looked surprised. Normally, I couldn't imagine sleeping with my thighs exposed.

In a split second, as Gao Zhi's hand stopped, to soothe his unease, I said,

"Here, over here,"

reminding him again that it was around his navel. But how should I put it? I was so focused on his thigh that I forgot my skirt was already open, reaching around his navel.

And so, in an instant, Gao Zhi's hand touched around his navel.

I'd tossed and turned several times while sleeping, so my skirt was all disheveled.

"Ah, warm hands, so comfortable!" Oh

no, I said something I shouldn't have. The way I expressed "so comfortable" was so likely to arouse Gao Zhi. When I was Gao Zhi's age, I already knew the feeling of masturbation, and when I was close to orgasm, I never said to anyone: "Ah, so comfortable, so comfortable." Still relying on my hands? How can that bring pleasure? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to a highly realistic shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions closely resemble female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... The sensation is irresistible! Clicking to enter

is just a silent scream. Gao Zhi should feel the same way. Everyone should already understand the "very comfortable" feeling of what my classmate calls "pregnancy."

"Yes, right here, ahh..." I'm such an idiot; the more I care, the more I say things I shouldn't.

I really didn't see Gao Zhi's face.

Gao Zhi's hand moved from around my navel to other areas, beside my waist, or above my belt—it was completely unexpected. The soft hand caressing my skin felt sweaty.

In the quiet room, you could hear Gao Zhi's breathing. If I didn't quickly find a topic to talk about..., Gao Zhi hurriedly moved from the area around my navel to a place where I wouldn't feel anything. Although I thought I had to change it to something different, like a bright and healthy topic like running under a clear blue sky, I was completely out of control, and my mouth had no effect whatsoever.

"Mmm..." Gao Zhi swallowed. When this sound echoed loudly in the quiet room, I had long given up the idea of resisting.

"Ah, so comfortable... Gao Zhi..." The hand stroking the area below my navel would occasionally stop, and Gao Zhi suddenly became silent, only occasionally swallowing.

Gao Zhi noticed me too, and I also realized that Gao Zhi was a man. We both felt that we had reached a point of no return.

Since that was the case, I thought that as a mother, I had a responsibility to at least make Gao Zhi not feel so shy.

So, I placed my hand on top of Gao Zhi's hands that were stroking his lower abdomen and guided him, and then, little by little, moved my hand downwards.

There was a sensation similar to "shaking hands." When a hand is grasped, a strange reaction occurs within the body, simultaneously relieving shoulder stiffness and physical fatigue. Thanks to Takashi's massage, my abdominal pain disappeared without me even realizing it.

Since my body isn't very healthy, my hair is a light brown, and the pubic hair covering my most important area is very sparse and soft. I imagined Takashi's soft fingers touching my pubic hair!

At this moment, Takashi seemed surprised and stopped his hand movements.

"So comfortable, it feels so good, it seems the abdominal pain is gone. Now, please pamper your mother..." Takashi didn't answer.

However, my outstretched hand clearly expressed Takashi's thoughts; the fingers touching the pubic hair gradually moved downwards, reaching the top of the mons pubis.

I don't know if this area was the first time Takashi had touched it, but when he was doing this in his room, he must have been fantasizing about what this area looked like, and then mentally picturing various scenarios.

"Ah, that's wonderful, Gao Zhi!"

His fingers, trembling with fear, plunged into the deep wound, the overflowing fluid staining them. As he stirred the surrounding area, my waist arched upwards, drawing a circle. Then, I pressed Gao Zhi's hand down, and we continued to play with our bodies together.

3

"Is this Gao Zhi's first time?"

I asked, waiting for his answer.

As a mother, I was very interested to know his reply.

Gao Zhi looked up and shook his head. Seeing this, I felt particularly conflicted. A once-in-a-lifetime event, the most important event of one's life, not with one's own mother—was this good or bad? I was confused.

But, thinking about it carefully, eighteen years ago, Gao Zhi came out of my body through the same entrance! The "bad mother" honestly offered this answer.

“Oh, right… So… Mother is your first woman, I’m so happy. Gao Zhi, because I’m going to teach you everything, it doesn’t matter if Gao Zhi doesn’t know anything…” Then I guided his hand under the covers and unbuttoned his pajamas.

Just like Gao Zhi did for me, I reached into his underwear and touched his penis.

“Will it hurt?”

It was so big and hard that I was worried.

“Then, take off your underwear… This is Gao Zhi and Mother’s arranged meeting ceremony, his first time with a woman, something he’ll never forget. So, I want to make sure you have a wonderful memory.”

In my presence, Gao Zhi was like a schoolboy; he obediently listened to whatever I said or did.

"Women shouldn't be impulsive; you have to slowly caress their entire body. During these caresses, the woman will feel a urge to urge Gao Zhi, and that's the best way. So, for the mother part, please do it as before, with your fingers... try it..." I placed my elbow near Gao Zhi's shoulder, and then I placed Gao Zhi's bewildered hand under my neck. This way, we both had a place to put our hands, and our bodies were pressed tightly together. Gao Zhi's right hand was already inside me.

"Look, there it is, very small, a little tense, isn't it? That's the most comfortable part. You can rub it with the middle part of your index finger, pinching it between your index and middle fingers like this, rubbing with two fingers, and then using the middle part of your thumb to stroke the exposed tip..." I instructed him. Gao Zhi nodded, only giving simple "hmm" or "like this" responses.

This wasn't the cheerful Gao Zhi who had entered the room earlier.

"Ah...ah...don't be so rough, no, gently, gently...ah, that's it...like that..." "Mother, I'm sorry!" "

What?"

"I'm serious, I often peek at you taking a bath because people say you look like Kobayashi Asami, so I still love you, Mother. I always masturbate without thinking about you." "

Oh? Is that true?"

"Really...so, there's a picture of you on my table. Also, I have a picture of you in a swimsuit."

"This...bad boy..." I said, but I wasn't angry at all; it would be a lie to say I wasn't shocked.

But I felt very happy. People would criticize me for being happy, saying my mother had a problem, but I couldn't help but laugh.

People would definitely think the parents who raised this kind of child were bad. But rather than being hated by my child, or "not wanting to look at him at all," I felt extremely happy.

Gao Zhi took proactive action after telling me the truth. He came into the room and suddenly started talking about school. Perhaps he suddenly wanted to confide something to me. Although I didn't delve into the details, his mention of his classmate being "pregnant" and "taking care of it herself," along with the teacher's praise of me... right, not just touching me under the covers, but suddenly slipping his hand inside... (Is that it? Thinking of his mother, and then taking care of it himself?)

Tears welled up in my eyes. I thought he might have planned this while his father wasn't home. But I didn't find it disgusting at all; I just wanted to cherish you and hold you tight.

The only responsibility I felt was for Gao Zhi's first experience. The thought of him remembering my body for the rest of his life made me determined not to let him have any bad memories. Neither of us felt any discomfort.

"Then, ride on top of Mother..." I said, stretching out my hands. Upon closer inspection, I could clearly see Gao Zhi's erect penis. I gently grasped it, then pressed it against my open thighs, smearing it with my fluids, and aimed it at the entrance. I slightly raised my hips, and the tip of Gao Zhi's penis slipped smoothly inside.

"Ah..." Gao Zhi let out a sound, his shoulders trembling. This was his first experience ever, and although he didn't know if he would feel excited, it was about to happen.

"Yes, right there, slowly, please lower your waist."

After such instructions, I couldn't help but groan myself. I was also quite nervous, knowing that my vagina was contracting. And Gao Zhi's penis was plunging in like a churning pot.

My lower body felt as if it were soaking in hot water, and this heat spread to my abdomen, chest, and then from my throat to my mouth.

At this moment, I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Ahhh..." My mouth opened, and my eyes widened.

"So comfortable, so comfortable... Please slowly pull out... Ahh... There, come back... Yes, try thrusting in hard..." Gao Zhi's waist was twisting passionately, and he no longer had the strength to obey my commands.

After a strange, trembling movement, I realized that he was thrusting in forcefully.

"Ah... Mother... It's out..." Gao Zhi shouted loudly.

“It’s okay, just let it all out…” I hugged Gao Zhi’s waist tightly. I reached my climax a little later than him, but I still felt incredibly satisfied. At

that

moment, all I could think about was not making Gao Zhi unhappy. So, as soon as he finished, I quickly asked him,

“How was it? Tell me your first time.”

Gao Zhi answered with a big smile,

“It was wonderful, my mother, it was absolutely amazing.”

“You think so?”

“It was even better than I imagined. I never thought my mother’s body could hold such a large thing. Her skin was like glass, so smooth, and it was so tight inside, and incredibly hot.”

“Yeah… incredibly hot? It felt much warmer than normal body temperature, it was a temperature higher than normal.”

“Same as in the mouth.” “

By the way… Gao Zhi, have you ever done it before?”

“With my mouth… only with my mouth.”

“With whom?”

"With whom? A lower-grade girl you don't know, Mother. I really didn't want to do it, but, if it's just with words, I'll give it a try..." "Oh, you kids, you can say that so easily?"

"Of course, everyone knows very well, but very few people actually do it. Several times those guys said they'd done it, but... honestly, none of them are as genuine as me, and that's what I'm most proud of..." "Who did you actually do it with?"

"Mother, don't you always praise me for being a good boy?"

"Good boy? This matter is a permanent secret between Gao Zhi and Mother. You can't even tell your boyfriend because Mother trusts Gao Zhi... so it's a secret between the two of us. Come on, it's a deal..." After making love, the mother and son intertwined their fingers. It might have been a bit crazy, but Gao Zhi cared a lot about the "secret" I mentioned. "A secret? What secret?"

he said, showing an adult-like expression.

"Mother, breasts, is it okay?"

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she said, then leaned against my chest, pressing tightly against my breasts. At this moment, she cupped one breast with both hands, took the nipple into her mouth, and sucked on it with her tongue. Immediately, she grasped the breast with her other hand, playing with it as if she had returned to infancy.

Such actions made it impossible for my body to remain calm.

I made a sound, then raised my waist, my chest arching like large waves.

"No, Gao Zhi, no..." I said, but I held Gao Zhi's head, rubbing my lower body together.

I wanted to give Gao Zhi the most beautiful and satisfying first experience, and as I wished, I achieved it. The pleasure of having a layer peeled off left a feeling of fullness inside, and the flame that ignited from her breasts immediately spread throughout my entire body.

"Gao Zhi, is it okay?"

"Yes, it's okay!"

After saying that, he immediately found the entrance and thrust in. Perhaps it was because of his youth! This time it was my turn to cry out, while Gao Zhi's thrusting continued repeatedly.

"So amazing, so amazing..." My face must have been smiling. He was already a grown man, and I desperately wanted to convey my pleasure to Gao Zhi. In Gao Zhi's mind, sex had already been conceived! During his self-pleasure, a fantastical form—neither that nor that—should have appeared.

But the first experience formed a clear form, and the second was completed with complete confidence.

"Hey, Gao Zhi, there are three things your mother is worried about,"

I said, holding Gao Zhi, whose heart was still pounding, after the second intercourse.

"What, Mother?"

"First, we agreed not to act strangely in front of Father. Mother is just Gao Zhi's mother, Father's wife. When Father comes back, I can only sleep in this bed with him. Although Father is busy every day and doesn't care much about Mother—we actually have sex once or twice a month. However, Mother is your father's wife, and if Gao Zhi imagines things about his parents in a strange way in the room, it will be very troublesome. Mother likes Gao Zhi, and if Gao Zhi wants Mother, I am willing to be with you anytime Father is not around. Therefore, in front of Father, you must act like the usual Gao Zhi."

"I understand, Mother."

"Second, you're making younger girls suck Gao Zhi's penis. If you make girls do this, then you're supposedly trying to see if their bodies are meant for you to mess with? Is this A, or B, or C? After A comes B, after B comes C, and so on, gradually moving on to more important things. But stop bullying that younger girl. Don't try to apply what you learned from your mother to her. If she gets pregnant and her classmates have to raise money for surgery, that would be terrible..." "Understood, Mother."

"Thirdly, Gao Zhi will be taking the university entrance exam next year. Studying is the most important thing. Don't have any strange fantasies. I hope you can concentrate on your studies. If you ever miss your mother, please tell me. Your mother will clear all the chaos from Gao Zhi's mind. We have a deal. Your mother has absolutely no demands on Gao Zhi. Your mother is Gao Zhi's mother. For Gao Zhi, I am willing to sacrifice anything. Please believe me! Okay? After you enter university, you will have many lovely girlfriends. At that time, you will forget about your mother, have a passionate love affair, and marry a beautiful wife. These are the three points. We agree on this." "

I understand, Mother..." Without considering anything else, seeing Gao Zhi's appearance, she suddenly remembered that even as a son, he is a man, and even as a mother, she is a woman. Since that's the case, until her son grows up, all of this is the mother's responsibility.

Constantly troubled by matters of the opposite sex, unable to concentrate on studies, leading to crimes, then the mother must utilize the function of "opposite sex," using her body as a stepping stone so that he can smoothly establish himself in the future. This isn't necessarily a bad thing!

Gao Zhi looked satisfied and unknowingly fell asleep in my arms.

Chapter 4 A Sweet and Dazed Relationship

1

"Big sister, I lent my brother-in-law tonight."

When I received this call from my younger sister, Huizi, I thought she was joking.

"Huizi, you're drunk."

"Really! My brother-in-law is two hours later than agreed time, and he didn't go straight home."

"Because he said he had a social engagement tonight..." "Big sister, do you believe that? Men, even if they get a beauty like you, they still won't be satisfied, you know?"

My sister is thirteen years older than me.

She's twenty this year, and just started working at her husband's company in the spring. She's the kind of girl who's very proactive and lively. Coming from the countryside to the city, living alone, I don't know what it was about her that she disliked me so much, that

she always seemed to challenge me. Even in our teenage years, if we bought things together, she would whine and try to make my things her own if she saw they were better, trying to make them her own. Although we were much older, she loved comparing herself to me, and would get upset if anything was different.

But, could she be trying to steal my husband away? I really couldn't believe it.

Of course, not stealing my husband and marrying him, but even her own sister's husband… "Are you serious?"

"You didn't know?"

"Doesn't she know, this kind of thing…" As I spoke, memories of the past flooded my mind. My husband had called while on a business trip, saying he was lonely and wanted me to visit him. When he returned, he smelled of Chanel perfume, which my sister liked.

He had lied and said he'd gone to a club, but my sister's call suddenly reminded me of the lies my husband had told.

"Big sister, you're such a good person!"

she said, letting out a mocking laugh.

My head was throbbing with blood. I hung up the phone abruptly, then grabbed a glass of wine from the cutlery rack, filled it, and downed it all in one gulp. Three glasses, four glasses—I don't usually drink much—and suddenly the ceiling felt like it was spinning. I slumped onto the sofa, completely drunk.

Just then, I heard the sound of water in the distance; it sounded like my son, Aaron, was taking a bath before bed. My body was filled with resentment. The sound of the water made me imagine Aaron naked, and I imagined my sister being embraced by my husband. But losing my rationality was an undeniable fact.

I staggered to my feet and, as if guided by something, entered the bathroom where the water was running.

"Mother... what's wrong?"

Aaron, seeing me completely naked, squatted in the bathtub with an expression as if he'd seen something monstrous.

"Aaron, is it alright for your mother to bathe with you? Don't make such a horrible face..." "Mother..." I tried to shout "Stop!" but the words trailed off.

“Aron used to bathe with your mother. Don’t be shy, I’m an old woman now…” I squatted beside the bathtub, pouring hot water from the bucket onto my shoulder.

Aron, who was born when I was twenty, is sixteen this year. My body, having only given birth to one child, isn’t actually that old. My breasts are still quite full, very prominent when viewed from the side in the mirror, and my lower abdomen has no excess fat. Even if I can’t compare to my twenty-year-old sister, I should still be quite attractive. Maybe I’m just pitying myself!

“Hey, is your body beautiful?”

Aron quickly looked away, hugged his knees, and huddled in a corner of the bathtub, covering his genitals with both hands.

So, I stepped over the edge of the bathtub and entered.

In an instant, I felt Aron staring at my crotch.

In the hot water, when our knees touched, Aron immediately moved his knees away and desperately tried to cover his erect penis.

“You don’t have to cover it anymore, you’re so annoying, let your mother see…” he said, pushing away the hands covering his lower abdomen.

"Ah..." Aaron looked uneasy.

"Oh dear!"

The water was rippling, so he couldn't see clearly, but it was as big as his husband's.

"I... I'm already washed."

Aaron pressed his erect penis down with both hands, unable to stay any longer, and stood up, turning his back to me, trying to leave the bathtub, but I blocked him from behind. Aaron swayed, then suddenly sat down between my thighs, and then I reached out and grasped his erect penis with both hands.

"Aaron is an adult now,"

I said carefully, pressing my body against his back and rubbing my cheek against him. Aaron knew he was forced to sit down, so he didn't try to escape, probably acknowledging at the same time that I was both his mother and a woman! The pleasure overflowing from his penis being grasped made it impossible for him to stand up! My chest pressed tightly against his back.

2

I grasped his erect penis with one hand, while the other hand stroked each of his ribs. From his chest to his lower abdomen, the other hand held Aaron's penis tightly without ever leaving.

My breasts were pressed against the middle of Aaron's back, then kneaded and swelled up.

"Ah, so cute..." Both hands grasped Aaron's penis.

At that moment, I must have had a fleeting illusion, thinking that the person on my wrist wasn't a body part, but my husband, Takagi Mamoru.

"Ah... Mother..." Aaron writhed and made a sound, and in an instant, white liquid sprayed onto the white tiles.

At the same time, the sticky liquid that overflowed from the tip flowed down to the inside of his glans, wetting my hand.

Aaron, not knowing what to do, fled naked back to his room.

Alcohol can completely change a person's personality!

Wrapping my feverish body in a towel, I sat on the sofa I had just been sitting on, pondering the meaning of what I had done to Aaron. I felt as if I had done something terrible, exposing my naked body to my son, and I felt an indescribable loneliness.

Thinking about Aaron's feelings now that he was back in his room, I had to go and ask him. But if that would only confuse him, I decided not to go.

Without realizing it, I fell asleep on the sofa.

I had a dream.

Aaron knelt in front of the sofa, peeking at my upturned buttocks. Even though they were wrapped in a bath towel, the angle revealed the most obscene part: the inner thighs pressed together, and my vulva oozing out, as if nestled between my buttocks. I could hear Aaron swallowing. Holding my breath, I stared intently, then brought my nose close and quietly closed it.

Upon closer inspection, I saw that Aaron's penis was already erect and standing there. I jumped in fright.

"It's okay, Aaron,"

I cried out. Aaron hurriedly covered his crotch with both hands, then left the scene, returning to his room. He locked the door from the inside, then stood with his back to the door, breathing heavily.

—What's wrong with Mother? Why was she so gentle with me last night?

I answered from outside the door.

—Please, don't say anything. I don't know anything about last night. Please, Aaron, forget about last night.

Aaron seemed to be banging his head against the door, making a "thump-thump" sound.

—I love my mother, I love… Then Aaron burst into tears.

Although I tried to think it was a dream and showered Aaron with affection, it turned out to be reality. The memory kept replaying in my mind, and shame and disgust overwhelmed me. If I was drunk, why did I try to justify myself like that?

The suspicion of my husband and sister's affair was confirmed by my sister's phone call, so I drank a lot of alcohol and got drunk. But the result was that I committed an indecent act with my son.

I no longer deserve to be a mother. Normally, I would scold my son for his indecent behavior, but instead, I used my own hands to remove the forbidden fruit and put it in his mouth.

(I'm sorry, Aaron, please forgive your mother…) Lying on the sofa, I fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up, I found the sofa cover stained with my tears. I

quietly went upstairs to my bedroom and, without realizing it, I really fell asleep.

Aaron might have already gone to school. Normally, if breakfast isn't prepared, he'll yell, "Mom, what's for dinner today?"

Although he'd be full of complaints, he'd probably also feel embarrassed! So he didn't say anything, just ate his toast and went to school. I saw crumbs scattered all over the table.

At dusk, determined to see my sister, I left a note on the table and went out.

"Aron, I'm sorry. Mother seems to have done something wrong last night, got drunk, and doesn't remember anything. Aron also needs to forget about it. I'm really sorry. I have to go out for a bit, I'll be home around dinner time. If it's too late, you can eat first and then go to sleep. Mother."

My husband will probably find out about my sister's call from her!

He knows I'll sneak over, right? That night, my husband didn't go back to where my sister lived.

I don't want to go into detail about the argument with my sister here, because I'm the one who suffered the most.

It was already 11 pm when I got home.

If I went in through the front door, the doorbell would wake Aron, so I sneaked in through the back door.

Aaron seemed to have seen my message and had also eaten dinner. Slightly worried, I quietly went up to the second-floor room. The door was ajar, and light shone out.

"Ah..." What made me want to scream was Aaron's posture in the room. I glimpsed him wearing my beige underwear, posing while looking at himself in the mirror on the table. My purse fell to the floor. Although I wanted to quietly go downstairs, Aaron immediately turned around upon hearing the noise.

"Mother..." He clearly hadn't expected me to appear! His face was utterly terrified, pressing his erect penis against his underwear and then covering his stomach.

It wasn't Aaron, but my panicked state that was so terrible; I saw something I shouldn't have seen. Aaron's perverted behavior was entirely my fault.

Sometime later, while cleaning Aaron's room, I discovered a photo album of a young girl wearing underwear, her legs spread wide, revealing her pubic hair.

A plastic penis was inserted there, and he was in a dazed, delirious state, completely naked, as if masturbating. The place where I found this photobook was where the problem lay. I found it under the carpet. Although I knew that part of the carpet wouldn't get dusty, I still cleaned the whole place. This was the evidence I recently discovered.

I don't know if Aaron bought it himself or borrowed it from a friend, but it confirms that he's interested in women and female genitalia.

So far, although I've been kept in the dark, as a mother I'm quite open-minded, so even if my son openly does such strange things in front of me, I won't scold him. However, in another year, he'll be taking the university entrance exam. If he's so distracted, he definitely won't pass. I regret my mistake, but regret is useless now. I can only bravely face reality and move forward.

"Hey, Aaron, want to see your mother?"

Aaron looked at me with a dazed expression. Even with his head down, I could sense his discomfort.

I loosened my belt, leaving me only in my underwear, then lay down on the bed and called Aaron over. I started by looking at Aaron's penis, changing the position of the head as I pressed the fabric against his erect penis against his abdomen, resulting in half of it being exposed. Then I pulled the fabric up, dragged the penis out from the side, pressed the glans against my labia, and then, with my half-open labia, took it in, tracing the small indentation at the tip with my tongue.

Aaron groaned.

He was already unable to resist. So I said, "So cute, Aaron's penis,"

and kissed it on the cheek. Because I had seen Aaron's penis, even if Aaron saw my genitals, he wouldn't feel uncomfortable. Aaron's habit of spying on women was gone.

"Look, Aaron!"

I pulled down my underwear, lifted one leg, and bent it. Aaron's face turned halfway, knowing my legs were panting, and finally, Aaron became active too.

He cautiously and tentatively opened the swollen area with his finger, then traced it with another finger. Through the movement of his fingers, I could imagine what he was observing.

He repeatedly played with my clitoris, bending it to the right and then to the left, pressing it upwards as if studying its workings.

The anxious act on the sofa transformed into appropriate stimulation, bringing me immense pleasure.

Having only given birth to Aaron, my clitoris hadn't changed much; its color remained close to cherry blossom pink.

"Do you see it?"

"I see it..." "I'll show you more clearly."

Not just one leg, but both legs bent and spread wider. Aaron pressed against my abdomen, his hot breath hitting the sensitive mucous membrane. I knew his forceful breathing was drawing closer, and I felt utterly overwhelmed.

"So good, Aaron, it feels so good!"

That must be what was enticing Aaron! I pressed my nose against the area he had parted with his fingers, my nose touching my clitoris, and my abdomen contracted. When the lower part of Aaron's nose twitched, I knew the sticky liquid was overflowing.

"Hey, suck it, Aaron."

As soon as I said that, Aaron immediately covered his lips with the wet area, making "whoosh" sounds, and then began to suck.

For Aaron, I presented a woman's real body to him, although I wanted to clear his mind of distractions, but I found that the whole situation had reversed, and I was actually getting comfort from Aaron.

In front of me, Aaron's penis was erect, and the pulse was throbbing fiercely, the thick, swollen glans looked like it was about to burst, and it was also very tight and painful.

So, I grabbed the base of his penis with my fingers, put it to my mouth, and then took the whole thing into my mouth in one go.

I moved my head from side to side as much as possible. I

raised my head, moved it up and down, and used my tongue to trace the penis that was being played with by my lips and tongue. When I thought about whether it was cramping, I spat out a thick liquid from my mouth. I couldn't drink all that white liquid in one gulp, so it spilled from the corner of my mouth.

3

From that night on—I drank a lot of wine and got drunk.

From that night on, my happy life with Aaron began. For more than ten days after that night, we spent our time sucking and licking each other. It was the first time Aaron had entered my body.

"Aaron's penis wants to be inside Mother's body,"

Aaron said.

"No, no, that's not right, you have to be patient. If Aaron's penis doesn't enter Mother's body, then Aaron and Mother haven't done anything shameful. Your penis is too cute, so you have to lick it fully, suck it fully, just swallow Aaron's semen, but insertion is absolutely not allowed."

Although I refused him, I couldn't hold back in the end.

"Aaron, please insert it, please."

Finally, I asked him.

At this moment, I felt no guilt at all, and said it very naturally. The mother and son, their bodies intertwined, were lost in a trance, forever yearning for the fullness and pleasure emanating from every corner of their bodies—that was the feeling.

"Ah, so good... Aron is inside Mother, it's amazing, so hard... so hot, ah, so good..." "Me too, it's so great, it feels like Mother is eating me, so tight..." If either of them moved again, they would immediately reach their limit and climax.

The feeling was one of wanting to stop breathing, of being weary of this trance. I pressed tightly against Aron's waist, trying to stop him from moving, but his penis inside me was still throbbing.

So, my folds of flesh tightly locked Aron's penis.

Aron's thrusts pounded against my chest.

I could hear Aron's rapid breathing beside me.

4.

The husband stayed at Huizi's place for almost a month, then quietly returned home.

During this time, I called Huizi two or three times, but because I was very content with my life with Aaron, I didn't actively hope my husband would come home. Just as I began to have the thought of forgiving Huizi and my husband, he returned as if he had survived a catastrophe, which disgusted me.

"Please forgive me, don't say anything, it's all my fault..." My husband, his face gaunt from being drained of all his energy by the younger Huizi, pleaded repeatedly. "

Where's Aaron? I'm ashamed to see him. Please explain to him for me." This was a behavior I had never seen in our decades of marriage; his pitiful state made me extremely angry, so I started yelling at him. "So, you've finally come home! If it were someone I didn't know, that would be one thing, but you had to get involved with your own sister-in-law. It's easy for a forty-year-old man to fool such a young girl, isn't it? You're playing with a child, you're not even human! You're just a beast in human skin!" "Yes, yes..." My husband knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the ground as he apologized. "Is that so? That's it, you got dumped by Huizi, didn't you! That child! If she had any attachment, she wouldn't have left you. When I saw you come back like this, I knew you'd been dumped!" "No, I had a long talk with Huizi, and we both think I did something wrong. Starting tonight, that child will be very lonely. Both sides are in chaos because of me. I deserve to die!" My husband showed an attitude of complete remorse. Even though my husband didn't come home, his monthly salary was still deposited into the bank account. Although my husband kept the passbook and seal, I had the debit card, so I didn't feel any inconvenience. I can withdraw tens of thousands of yuan every month; just look at the balance, it's within my monthly allowance, no problem at all. Compared to this, the biggest problem is the immense fear my husband's return has instilled in my life and Aron's. I'm not yet old and frail, but my husband's caresses are so perfunctory. It started when I suspected he was having an affair, and it's gotten progressively worse, but I'm helpless. It's obvious he finds me nagging. From then on, Huizi entered our lives. If I were stupid, I'd be a complete idiot. Occasionally, my husband will hug me, but it always ends with… "Ah, so tired!"

After saying that, he complained that hugging me would tire him out, and in that instant, it all became clear.

Knowing my husband's body, even when he came home, I couldn't guarantee he'd love me from the bottom of his heart like before. He only came home because he had no other choice, and only returned to love me because he had no other option. So one day, he'd definitely find a new girlfriend.

Youth is irreplaceable, fresh and full of passion. Even with fingers, anus, or mouth, it doesn't feel unclean at all. It's clear he doesn't want to hug his old wife a second time.

Similar to my husband's situation, I'm very clear about my relationship with Aaron. Even my own son's skin isn't loose at all; he looks so vibrant everywhere. Just touching each other makes me feel young again. Aaron really wanted him to lick my anus. The reason I came home wasn't for me, but because I didn't want Aaron to hate me.

The evidence is that as soon as he got home, he immediately asked, "Where's Aaron?"

If it were because my husband's absence was causing difficulties in our lives, that would be a different story. There's no problem with that right now, so honestly, my husband's existence isn't that important to me anymore.

"You should go back to Keiko. If you insist on letting your younger sister experience the loneliness I went through, then as her older sister, I really won't have the face to see her. Is that incest or something sinful? But the loneliness is the same. That girl is too strong-willed. She might be strong in one aspect, but only girls like that have such a strong sexual desire. If things go wrong, she might even take her own life. If my sister had a good boyfriend, it wouldn't matter, but now she's all alone, which is really worrying, so..." I was taking a gamble.

This matter was finally resolved, but there's still something that scares me.

Partly because life with Aaron seems quite pleasant, and partly because I want to prevent my husband from discovering our relationship.

Honestly, making judgments is painful. What is my husband's attitude towards what I just said?

—Ah, I understand now.

Will he answer like that, or again

? —Please, it's all my fault, please forgive me.

What kind of answer would that be?

Seeing her husband's attitude, she wanted him to make a choice.

"You don't really think that, do you? I came back to apologize, and you provoke me with these words!"

"Yes, you came all the way back, but don't go around saying things like asking for forgiveness or gratitude. Staying home every day, but still thinking about Huizi, makes our lives feel stressful. This isn't right. If I see you like this, I'm the one who suffers, and I'll want to leave home."

These were words I spoke without much thought, but I was quite confident in them.

To put it bluntly, my loyalty to my husband had become blurred.

I didn't want a divorce, but I didn't believe Huizi would always love him. Soon, if she found someone she liked, she would leave him immediately. She wasn't a stupid girl, but she couldn't resist my counterattack. But what about her husband, who mistook this behavior for love?

Keiko has already dealt me many blows, making me angry and leaving me feeling lonely. She must be feeling incredibly relieved this time.

I, on the other hand, am eager to hear Aaron's thoughts.

"Anyway, I also want to hear Aaron's opinion. That child is already a high school sophomore, an adult with judgment. When you first went to Keiko's, he was constantly talking about his father, but recently, I haven't heard him mention the word 'father' at all..." The doorbell rang in the entryway.

Since I had my key, I could open the door and come in.

I knew it was Aaron returning; he remembered my husband's black leather shoes.

He's a sensitive child. But Aaron didn't even glance at the living room before running upstairs.

I followed him upstairs.

Aaron sat at the table with his back to the door, resting his chin on his hand. "What's wrong? Why did Father come back?" he asked

. "Yes, you saw him," I replied. "

Aaron, he's your father. Why didn't you say hello?"

I placed my hand on his shoulder, wanting to explain, the warmth of my skin against his shirt. It was Aaron's young skin; I felt his warmth and made a decision.

"Hey, Aaron, I'm going to return Father to the person he loves. And Mother? She only wants to be with Aaron."

"That's settled, Mother!"

Aaron said earnestly, his eyes shining.

I saw in his eyes that had been revived from despair. Perhaps it was because I needed him so much?

I felt my husband silently run upstairs. He must be very concerned about Aaron's thoughts on his situation.

"But this is only temporary, not forever. Father and Mother aren't going to be separated forever, so you don't have to worry!"

I didn't feel guilty at all about letting a high school sophomore judge a couple's decision, and telling my father the same thing, because I thought it was the best approach.

Even if I was hurt by my son's words, I had no right to get angry at my husband.

Because the speaker himself didn't even realize it.

This kind of mother is unacceptable, but my husband is a stumbling block to my and Aaron's happy life.

"Well then, Aaron, it's okay for you and Mother to live alone for now... Father seems to have found someone he likes, so he's temporarily 'lent' to someone else. As for me, even Aaron says so, so I don't feel lonely. Father's sweetheart will be very lonely if Father isn't around, and might even die.

That's great, then Aaron too..." "Ah, that's great, I have Mother, that's enough..." "So cute, Aaron..." I hugged Aaron's head and kissed his sweaty forehead.

The door opened slightly, and because Aaron's table was in the corner, it wasn't visible from the hallway. Even if our conversation included phrases like "My mother is enough" and "Aron is so cute," it wouldn't seem like anything bad.

This was my plan.

Later, I sensed that my husband had overheard our conversation and secretly run downstairs.

I once again believed that Aaron belonged to me, and if I ignored him for the time being, my husband would likely return to Huizi. For Huizi, for me, and for my husband, this was the best solution.

Aaron pressed his hand against my genitals and began playing with them.

"Mother, is Father still there?"

"No, I think he's gone. I heard the door open; it sounded like he went out."

"I'll go check!"

Aaron ran out of the room.

Finally, I heard Aaron's commotion from downstairs.

"Mother, Father's black shoes are gone! He really is gone!"

I suddenly felt a wetness between my thighs.

“Yes, that’s great. Then, quickly lock the door and come upstairs,”

I said, then quietly untied the belt of my clothes.

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