[Urban] Lustful and Alluring Love (Complete) - 1

Chapter 1

Today is the third-to-last day of this summer vacation. The sunny and breezy weather, coupled with the warm sunlight, makes me feel a little drowsy. I parked my bicycle at the gate of No. 1 High School. Looking at the rather imposing school gate, I sighed.

That's right! For every student about to enter high school, this means an overwhelming influx of academic burdens. My neighbor, the older brother with thick-rimmed glasses, has become listless since starting high school, spending all his time studying at home. Last year, due to the immense pressure of studying, he even ran away from home for a few days. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder. I glanced at my watch; the hands were almost 9 o'clock. I shook my head, slung my beloved little backpack over my shoulder, and slowly walked into the school that would accompany me for the next three years.

Class 6, Grade 1. When I pushed open the classroom door, I found the entire classroom almost full. As I entered, the classroom quieted down slightly, and then I heard several familiar voices calling out to me as if they had seen a long-lost relative. I stared blankly at the classroom, crammed full of desks.

A jolt went through me! I muttered to myself, "Holy crap! There must be seventy or eighty people!" Then, following the sound, I carefully searched the crowd and finally spotted a few former junior high classmates. When our eyes met, the familiar faces excitedly waved and waved at me.

Clearly, in this unfamiliar environment, former classmates felt especially warm. Just as I was about to greet them, a somewhat shrill male voice rang out: "Excuse me, what's your name?"

I turned around, "Huh?" I saw a thin man in a semi-casual suit looking at me with what looked like a roster. His face, around thirty years old, paired with his small thirteen-year-old body, and the way he pushed up his small glasses—it was undeniably sleazy! A bad feeling rose in my heart. Could this bastard be our homeroom teacher?

"Oh… I, my name is Liu Zixiao," I said, pushing up my frameless glasses. My slightly medium-pitched voice made the sleazy guy frown. He tapped the class roster with his pen, then flipped to the second page before saying "Oh," and looking up, "No way, the gender on this page is male."

"Damn it!" I cursed inwardly!

Hearing the sleazy guy's voice, the whole class erupted in laughter or surprise. Several of my junior high classmates burst into laughter, shouting, "Teacher, he's always been a guy!" I looked at the scene before me, feeling utterly dejected. The reasons for this dejection were twofold: First, this seemingly sleazy and mentally challenged guy was now confirmed to be our homeroom teacher. Second, my gender had been misunderstood since childhood. In junior high, when we learned the line "How can one tell if I am male or female?" from the Ballad of Mulan, almost everyone looked at me with sudden realization. Our biology class representative even nicknamed me "Butterfly."

At first, I didn't understand what it meant. I chuckled and thought the pretty and cute biology class representative had a crush on me. Later, I learned that butterflies are hermaphroditic. And on my first day of high school, I was greeted with this scene that left me utterly bewildered. I'm a real man... I just look delicate, I'm not a transvestite!

The sleazy guy stared at me blankly for a long time before finally saying, "How come a boy is so fair-skinned and delicate?" Then, seemingly still unsure, he asked, "Are you really a man?"

The whole class burst into laughter, the awkward atmosphere vanishing instantly! The classroom was filled with amusement, but at the cost of my utter embarrassment. I nodded speechlessly, saying with a wry smile, "I'm a man. Teacher, how about I go to the men's restroom for you to see?"

The atmosphere in the class reached an even more entertaining climax.

The girls in the front row chattered excitedly, "Wow, so pretty!" "Yeah, looks like a girl!" "Her skin is so good, even whiter than a girl's!"

I didn't know if they were complimenting me or subtly implying that I looked like a woman, but thankfully, this kind of thing was commonplace. I remember when I first entered junior high school, the first time I went into the boys' restroom, it was like a swarm of seagulls. Everyone was dressing, pulling up their pants, a bunch of boys rushing out like castrated piglets, finally shouting, "There's a female pervert, teacher! A female pervert went into the boys' restroom!" At first, I didn't understand, thinking the restroom had been bombed by terrorists, and I also yelled and ran out.

But later, after everyone collectively pointed the finger at me for being a pervert, I understood what was going on. To prevent similar incidents from happening again, the school administration held an emergency meeting and privately notified all grades to verify my gender, in order to prevent similar restroom panics from occurring again.

After everyone finished singing and laughing, the sleazy guy arranged for me to sit in the middle row by the window. My deskmate was a short, chubby little boy with naturally curly hair; his憨厚可爱 (honest and cute) appearance was comparable to my teddy bear.

He looked at me with an almost magical gaze, then "whoosh," extended a chubby, pig-trotter-like hand to shake hands.

With a solemn expression, he said, "Hello! My name is Ma Liang, nice to meet you!"

"Huh? I've heard so much about you! I knew about your glorious deeds when I was in kindergarten!" I exclaimed, shaking his hand in astonishment.

Ma Liang raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, and thought for a moment with a blank expression before regaining his serious, childlike expression.

"Deskmate, you're talking about Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush, right? I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm not him."

I don't know if I lacked a sense of humor or if he did. Anyway, Ma Liang and I stared at each other, shaking hands for a long time, and I was completely at a loss for words. The girls sitting around us were trembling with amusement at our crazy antics, while I blushed deeply with embarrassment. Fortunately, the whole class arrived shortly afterward. The sleazy guy coughed and swaggered to the front of the class.

In his sinister, shrill voice, he said to everyone, "Alright, everyone's here. Let me introduce myself first. I'm Jiang Feiyang, your homeroom teacher for Class 6, Grade 11, and also your math teacher. Welcome to high school!"

Then, in a pretentious manner, he bowed deeply like a gentleman in a movie. For some reason, the students below started clapping enthusiastically. A few particularly dim-witted guys even shouted "Bravo!" as if the sleazy guy was about to perform somersaults.

"I'm twenty-eight years old this year. Compared to high school teachers, the age difference between me and you isn't too big. During class, I'm your homeroom teacher. After class and at other times, you can treat me like a good friend, an older brother!" As he spoke, the lewd man sincerely revealed a lewd smile, once again earning applause from the group of idiots! Perhaps because I was sitting in the row by the window, the reflection in the lewd man's large eyes, coupled with that expression... he was practically a carbon copy of the evil doctor from the famous Japanese anime "Night Shift Ward"!

My lips twitched, and my hand trembled as I reached for the stool under my butt, ready to rid the world of this menace at any moment!

I don't know if everyone failed to see the lewd man's dark nature,

or if the lewd man misunderstood everyone's meaning.

For a moment, he seemed to be the perfect teacher, beloved by both male and female students! He immediately began to ramble on and on, his grand pronouncements reaching a fever pitch, pontificating and full of fervor! When she got excited, she was arrogant and domineering! Her momentum was overwhelming! She talked on and on for over an hour, just like those gossipy old women in my neighborhood committee. Then, probably because she was thirsty, she finally ended it all with a satisfied sigh.

What followed was nothing more than self-introductions and the like. Two girls in particular left a very deep impression on me. One was a tall, imposing girl who swayed her voluptuous waist as she walked step by step to the podium, then opened her enormous mouth and began her impassioned speech. She even volunteered to be the first class monitor of Class 6 in the first year of high school, despite being the top student in the class.

When she went on stage, her face flushed and her dark cheeks red with shyness, and said, "I think I'm very suitable to be class monitor," she suddenly gave me a meaningful look. My deskmate, Ma Liang, slapped his face and sighed, "Oh no, deskmate, let's kill her!" I immediately agreed and patted Ma Liang on the shoulder! Our eyes met

, and a tacit understanding of shared ideals arose! At that moment, I suddenly realized that my deskmate, who seemed a bit mentally unstable, was actually a man of courage and integrity! Another person who caught my attention was a very beautiful girl. Beneath her long, curly hair was a slightly made-up angelic face, and her figure, though only a high school freshman, was incredibly voluptuous. A bright red, tight-fitting sportswear perfectly accentuated her alluring youthful physique!

When she went on stage, she seemed to have ample stage experience as well. She talked incessantly about the numerous dance awards she had won, and was very willing to serve as the class's arts and culture representative, contributing to everyone's cause. Amidst her smiling and charming demeanor, her beautiful eyes even cast a seductive glance at me. This instantly dispelled the gloom I felt earlier.

"Slap!" My closest comrade, Ma Liang, slapped his forehead again, lowered his head, and let out a long sigh.

I was slightly taken aback and asked, "What's wrong? You don't want to kill her too, do you?"

Ma Liang shook his head heavily, raising his round head.

He muttered in a pained tone, "No… listen to me, never associate with her, or you'll die a horrible death!"

I frowned, my heart tightening.

I asked in a low voice, "What? You know her? Is her boyfriend very powerful?"

"Sigh…" Ma Liang sighed again, his sigh containing countless unbearable memories. Then he nodded and said, "We were in the same class for four years in junior high... Over the years, countless ignorant boys inside and outside our school have been captivated by her looks, only to discover how terrifying she is after getting to know her! She doesn't have a boyfriend at all, because any man who could be her boyfriend is probably already dead!" As he spoke, Ma Liang pointed with his short, thick fingers to the class roster on our desk.

Lin Yanyan, ranked 69th in the class!

"Wow? 69th out of 70 people? Looks like she spent a lot of money!" Based on Ma Liang's information, I felt a strange fear towards the beautiful classmate I had been so attracted to earlier. Looking at her ranking again, this girl was indeed extraordinary!

Ma Liang turned slightly and pointed to a boy sitting in the last row who seemed a bit mentally challenged, saying, "That guy ranked 70th is a bit mentally challenged. Lin Yanyan's family is very rich, but she's a particularly terrifying money-grubber! And her IQ is abnormal; she seems normal on the surface. But if you get too close to her, you'll definitely have a mental breakdown! Desk mate, you look handsome and well-mannered, and you obviously come from a good family, plus you have that womanizing face. You're exactly the kind of girl Lin Yanyan likes to target. Be careful! Remember! Be careful!"

Looking at Ma Liang's righteous expression, I suddenly felt an urge to kill him. Calling me a "womanizer"—was that a compliment or an insult?! Just as I was

considering how to deal with Ma Liang, the lewd male homeroom teacher walked onto the podium and, with a lewd expression, appointed several of the first batch of class committee members for Class 6 of the first year of high school. The burly, domineering girl became the first class leader as she wished, and Lin Yanyan became the arts and literature representative. During the election of the class life representative, my junior high classmates shouted in unison, "Teacher! Liu Zixiao was the class life representative in junior high!"

"Yeah, teacher, Zhang Zixiao was a great class life representative! He even won the school's Outstanding Class Cadre award!"

I turned my head fiercely to look at those bastards, only to be met with their enthusiastic gloating.

The lecherous guy grinned, watching the bastards' passionate nomination, and nodded.

He loudly announced, "Alright, then our class life representative will be Liu Zixiao!" Amidst the applause of the whole class, I reluctantly stood up and bowed. As I sat down, a glance out of the corner of my eye caught the enthusiastic smiles of the burly class leader and Lin Yanyan, sending a chill down my spine!

Next, the homeroom teacher announced the start date of school, then all the students cleaned up, while the newly appointed class committee members stayed behind for a meeting.

Half an hour later, I walked out of the school gate with a pained expression. Suddenly, I heard someone call my name. I looked up and saw a group of my best buddies from junior high school waiting for me by the bike shed. Among them, a guy from my class nicknamed Monkey was excitedly telling me about my day.

Seeing me, Monkey shouted excitedly, "Butterfly! How did the class committee meeting go! You're the only one in our class who got an official position! You really made us proud!"

Monkey's words reminded me of when we were leaving, and our class monitor, Jin Gang, had that almost distorted smile, pretending to be gentle as he said, "Liu Zixiao, from now on we're all class committee members. I hope you'll support my work. I'll also help you with anything else!" I gritted my teeth, furious, grabbed my bicycle, and charged at Monkey.

After a hearty lunch hosted by Monkey and the others, I left the restaurant satisfied. They were all clamoring to go to the internet cafe to play games together, but I, having eaten and drunk my fill, just wanted to go home and lie on the sofa. So I said goodbye to everyone and lazily pedaled my bicycle, parting ways

with them. Just as I entered the neighborhood, I saw fresh mangosteens displayed at the entrance of the community supermarket. These are my mom's favorite. Looking at the warm sun in the sky, and then at the glistening mangosteens in the crisper drawer, I took out my wallet and kissed them tenderly. I shouted to the supermarket clerk, "I, I, I want to buy some mangosteens!"

Actually, it wasn't that I was stingy, I just didn't know how many to buy. Although I'm usually quite frugal, when it comes to my mom, I'd give anything, even my life, for her! I don't know who my father is, which is quite ridiculous.

My mom was one of those who got pregnant out of wedlock. Back then, the whole family was afraid of bringing shame to the family and making her lose face, but she still resolutely kept me with her and vowed never to marry again! Finally, my maternal grandparents couldn't persuade my mother otherwise and reluctantly agreed to let her give birth to me. But my mother truly never remarried and raised me alone.

To be honest, I resented my father, whom I never met. Although I asked my mother more than once who my father was, she always smiled painfully and told me he was dead.

Gradually, I stopped asking about it. For me, my mother was everything. Our family, with my mother and me, was enough. I wouldn't crave fatherly love like other children without fathers.

I carried two pounds of mangosteens into the house, changing my shoes and closing the door as I called out, "Mom, I'm home!" Then, I heard a soft, sweet voice with a hint of Hunan dialect: "Oh? Xiao Xiao, you're back so early, hehehe!" Before the words were even finished, a fragrant aroma wafted over, and a tall, voluptuous beauty walked quickly towards me.

That's right! The beautiful young woman before me was my mother, Lan Feifei!

Although my mother is 38 years old, perhaps due to her lively personality and natural beauty, she looks only about 30. Her medium-length, jet-black hair is styled in an updo, with long bangs parted at her forehead, and a few strands playfully swaying from the bun. My mother has a beautiful face, the kind of delicate, charming beauty unique to women from the Jiangnan water towns.

Her skin is fair and smooth, looking soft and bouncy. She's wearing a gray, tight-fitting cotton t-shirt. Actually, the t-shirt isn't particularly tight; the main reason is her enormous 39g breasts! Her two round, huge breasts make the t-shirt almost transparent, clearly showing the lace pattern of her bra. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exercise device, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintain the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, experience intense pleasure with fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

Below Mom's slightly chubby, slender waist, a pair of white, stretchy hot pants hugged her perfectly curved, pert, and plump buttocks, which exuded a mature woman's maternal charm and sensuality. Her two long, slender, snow-white legs swayed gracefully like two jade pillars, a truly pleasing sight!

"Baby!" Mom squinted her big eyes, grinned, and revealed two cute little tiger teeth, paired with two shallow dimples on her beautiful face, making her smile like an adorable little girl.

My heart tightened, and I quickly said, "No! No! I have a phobia!" I was telling the truth! You can't judge a book by its cover when it comes to Mom like this. Back in my kindergarten days, I'll never forget how my mom would always be waiting at the gate every day after school. Seeing me, she'd crouch down, open her arms, and sweetly call out, "Baby!" And I, innocent and naive, would run towards her, pleading, "Mommy, Mommy!" Then, in front of all the parents, children, and teachers, she'd happily shout, "Hey! Baby! Come here, let Mommy touch your penis!" It

was painful… incredibly painful!

But back then, I was too young and ignorant to understand what that meant, and I just let my mom tease me like that until I graduated from kindergarten. It wasn't until I started elementary school that I suddenly matured and realized how shameful it was for a man with ideals and ambitions. But…

it was too late. That heartwarming scene of mother and son at kindergarten every day after school was etched into the hearts of all the children. Even now, I occasionally hear people singing about it! Whenever I think of this, I grit my teeth and weep uncontrollably!

"Hehehe... Xiao Xiao, is it hot outside? Oh, you even bought mangosteens? You know Mom likes them. Good job! Xiao Xiao's all grown up! Go wash your face, Mom'll get you an ice pop." Mom smiled and took the fruit from my hand, carrying it to the balcony.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face, let out a long sigh, and then went to the living room and sprawled out on the sofa. Mom put the washed mangosteens in the refrigerator's crisper drawer, then took two ice pops, came over and sat down next to me, handing me the cool, refreshing Green Mood ice pop, and then peeled open her own Chocola.

I took the ice pop, making a face, and said, "I want a Chocola."

Mom opened her little mouth and took a bite of the Chocola, saying, "No, why do you want something so sweet? Green beans are refreshing!" As she spoke, she stuck out her pink little tongue and licked the chocolate coating on the ice pop with relish.

"You can eat anything sweet! Aren't you afraid of gaining weight? You're just bullying me!" I reluctantly unwrapped the chocolate and started eating the bright green one in my hand.

Mom gave me a flirtatious glance and said in a coquettish voice, "If I wanted to gain weight, I would have already. I have a naturally good figure, I can eat whatever I want and not gain weight! Humph, besides, your mom is already this age, why should I diet like those young girls? I'm not afraid!" As she spoke, Mom seemed to deliberately bite off a piece of chocolate.

Watching the smooth and delicious chocolate being chewed in Mom's bright red mouth, I swallowed.

After thinking for a moment, I turned to my mother with a fawning expression and said, "No way! Mom looks like she's only in her early twenties, and she's maintained such a great figure. Even without makeup, you're prettier than the celebrities on TV! Hehehehehe."

My mother chuckled at my fawning look, covering her mouth and laughing, "You're laughing so silly! It's just a popsicle, want some?" As she spoke, she waved the popsicle in front of me. I nodded quickly. Chocolate! My favorite!

"Give me a shoulder massage first! The more comfortable you feel, the more you can have!" My mother grinned mischievously as she put the popsicle back into her mouth, looking at me smugly.

"Tch! Petty, not like a mother at all."

Although I said that, for the sake of my beloved chocolate, I had to get up and move behind my mother. My mom is about 1.68 meters tall, and I'm only 1.73 meters. Sitting down to massage her shoulders would be a little too short for me, and it would tire my arms. So, I had to hold the popsicle in my mouth, kneel down, and massage my wretched mom's shoulders.

Mom seems slim enough, but she's definitely a mature woman. So, she's quite plump, but her flesh is tender and soft, not fat, and incredibly elastic. For over ten years, Mom has almost always grabbed me to massage my feet and shoulders. I'm confident my massage skills are on par with the masseuses in red-light district massage parlors. Of course, I'm Mom's personal masseuse.

My hands touched Mom's rounded, soft shoulders. The feel was still wonderful; even through the cotton t-shirt, I could feel the smoothness of her skin. As I got closer, her pleasant body fragrance enveloped me. Actually, I really like that unique scent of women.

The scent emanating from my mother wasn't the perfume or shampoo of little girls; it was a warm fragrance that emanated from her delicate skin and body, a unique aroma of maternal love that could soothe and calm the mind, lulling one to sleep. I secretly moved closer to my mother's neck and took a deep breath. Such a comforting scent, so captivating, it brought back memories of being held in my mother's arms and falling asleep peacefully.

"Is this the right pressure, Your Majesty?" I asked, feigning ingratiation. Having massaged my mother's shoulders for so many years, I knew exactly what pressure she preferred. Although I was feeling blissfully intoxicated by her captivating fragrance, I couldn't forget the tempting chocolate in her hand.

Mom, as if deliberately being mischievous, took two more bites of her Chocliz, gently shaking her head and saying smugly, "Hmm, not bad, not bad, hurry up and massage it! This is the last Chocliz in the fridge, you know. Oh dear. I've been cleaning the house all day, my back and waist are aching all over, it's only right that I massage your mother's shoulders. And you're still thinking about the benefits. Sigh..."

Mom finished speaking with a long sigh, and another small piece of the crispy shell was about to fall into her cherry-like mouth. I quickly sped up my massage, and Mom's body swayed with my arm.

Although I was behind Mom, I could still see from above her large breasts jiggling and rippling! It made me feel a little itchy. To be honest, I've always despised those people with incestuous or cuckolding fetishes. In my opinion, they're worse than animals!

But then again, having such a beautiful and alluring mother by my side, especially at this age when emotions and sexual desires are developing rapidly... I couldn't help but feel a little bit the same way I did with my sexy and beautiful mother. My mother, clearly unaware of my thoughts, continued to let me caress her voluptuous body.

But soon, she suddenly cried out, "Ah...it's killing me! Stop, stop, stop!"

I was stunned for a moment, then felt a small, hard piece of plastic pressing against my palm through the thin cotton fabric. I secretly stuck out my tongue; it turned out my movements had been too rough, and the plastic clasp on my mother's bra strap had scratched her skin.

"You clumsy Xiao Xiao! It hurts so much!" My mother turned around, one hand covering her left shoulder, rubbing it slowly, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, a pained expression on her face as she scolded me. I stuck out my tongue and quickly asked with concern, "I'm sorry, Mom, I didn't mean to. Did you cut yourself? Are you alright?"

At this point, I lost my appetite for the popsicle and quickly put the broken green one on the plate on the coffee table. I reached out to help my mother rub her skin.

Mom didn't seem inclined to forgive me, and scolded me unhappily,

"Hmph, it's just a broken popsicle, look how impatient you are. It hurts! Here, take it, I don't want it!" Mom handed me the chocolate popsicle, stood up, and walked towards her bedroom. I took a bite of the popsicle and quickly followed her, wanting to check if Mom was hurt.

My mother's bedroom was predominantly pink. The freshly tidied room looked neat and cozy, exuding the gentle charm of a mature woman. My mother sat in front of the dressing table, her delicate hand gently tugging at her t-shirt, trying to pull the neckline down to her shoulder to take a look. But a helpless scene unfolded before her; her breasts were so large that the t-shirt was stretched to its limit.

Unfortunately, my mother's breasts were the firmer kind, unlike some women with large breasts whose breasts are soft and sagging, so there was very little room to move them. Looking at my mother's large breasts, slightly deformed by the clothes, I was secretly amazed. Yet, I couldn't help but chuckle. My mother was also a little embarrassed. Seeing my forced smile, she gave a slightly annoyed "humph." Helpless, she could only reach down to her waist and lift up her gray t-shirt.

Actually, my mom and I are very casual at home. Sometimes I run around the house wearing only my underwear, and it's not uncommon to see my mom in just her bra. And occasionally, when my mom takes a shower and asks me to get her a towel or clothes, my eyes will catch a glimpse of her naked, sexy body. You could say my mom still treats me like a child.

When she took off her t-shirt, her large breasts, encased in a black lace bra, bounced a few times. The white flesh undulating against the black bra was incredibly alluring. Generally, women with large breasts wear bras with larger cups and wider straps. But my lovely mom, who loves to dress up, always buys very sexy lingerie. The bra she was wearing now was semi-transparent with lace. The three-quarter cup bra just barely covered her two sexy nipples, and her

bright red areolas were slightly visible. Her snow-white, plump breasts bulged out of her tight bra, two round mounds of flesh creating a long, tight cleavage, making my heart itch! I secretly admired my mother; she was truly a stunning beauty!

"Let me check, is it broken?" Although my mind was a little distracted, she was still my dearest mother. Seeing the long red scratch on her shoulder, I eagerly leaned over to check for bleeding. On my mother's flawless, rounded shoulder, there was a bright red scratch, seemingly a minor cut, but thankfully no bleeding. The surrounding snow-white flesh seemed slightly swollen. Seeing my mother's pitiful expression, her

brows furrowed in pain, her pearly teeth biting her full lower lip, I comforted her tenderly, "It's alright, the flesh isn't broken, it's just a scratch. I'll get some ointment for you." Saying this, I quickly ran to my mother's bedside table, found the medicine box, and took out the ointment. I squeezed some onto my index finger.

"You're so annoying, you brat! It hurts so much!" Mom complained from the side. Her

usually sweet and gentle voice became even softer, like spring water, perhaps because of the pain. Even her accusatory tone sounded coquettish.

I chuckled sheepishly, walked behind Mom, half-squatted down, and placed my hand on her shoulder, slowly applying the ointment to the red scratch. Perhaps because the ointment was a little cool, Mom groaned softly when it touched her skin, saying with her mouth slightly open, "Slow down, it hurts!"

I nodded instinctively, gently spreading the ointment on her slightly swollen skin with my fingertips. After a few strokes, the cool ointment seemed to have a soothing effect on her red and swollen skin; Mom didn't seem to be in as much pain as before. She quietly watched my slender, snow-white fingers spread the ointment evenly.

"Why aren't you eating the chocolate?" Mom, now that the pain was gone, started to provoke me for revenge.

I chuckled awkwardly and said embarrassedly, "Oh, just kidding. What could be more important than my dearest mom? I'm sorry, does it still hurt?"

Mom snorted, pouting her pretty little mouth and muttering, "That's more like it, at least you still have a conscience! Much better, it doesn't hurt as much as before!" At that moment, my face was less than ten centimeters away from Mom's. When Mom opened her mouth to speak, the fragrance from her little mouth mixed with the rich aroma of chocolate popsicles made me feel lightheaded.

My mind suddenly went blank, and for some reason, I suddenly remembered some erotic novels I had read. After the male protagonist made love with the beautiful woman, in order to show the male protagonist's prowess, the female protagonist would say, both shy and strange, "You're so annoying, my lower body is all red and swollen and it hurts so much." Then the shameless male protagonist would put on a tender and caring look and find some ointment to help the beautiful woman reduce the swelling...

Thinking of this, I looked at my fingers rubbing Mom's shoulder again and suddenly grinned like an idiot.

"Are you crazy? What are you thinking about again?!" Seeing my sudden, almost manic smile, my mother blurted out this question. My heart skipped a beat! I was secretly surprised. "No way, how did Mom know I was thinking bad things?!"

I hurriedly shook my head and said, "No, no!"

My mother pouted her rosy lips and scrutinized me with a slightly sharp look, saying fiercely, "Then why is your face so red! Tell me! What are you thinking about?!"

I quickly covered my face with my hands, and sure enough, I felt my face burning. I nervously smiled and said, "Uh… I suddenly remembered what happened at the high school class assignment meeting today… Ah… I was mistaken for a girl again!"

For some reason, this thought suddenly came to mind, and immediately, I forgot all my nervousness.

I started complaining, completely absorbed in my role: "Mom, you don't know! Our homeroom teacher is so creepy! And disgusting! She told the whole class I was a girl! It was so annoying! So embarrassing! And she kept nagging like an old woman! And my deskmate is such an idiot, you know! And today our class was electing class officers… um… Mom… why… are you looking at me like that?" As I was speaking, I suddenly noticed my mom staring at me expressionlessly, her long, somewhat alluring eyes scrutinizing me. My heart skipped a beat. What was she going to do? I stammered, "Mom, you don't know! Our homeroom teacher is so creepy! And she's so disgusting! She called out to me!"

My mom, with her peculiar expression, suddenly chuckled, reached out her little hand to stroke my face, and said gently, "Silly boy, why are you so angry? Is it because my Xiao Xiao is too pretty? Are they all jealous of you? How many boys can be prettier than girls? Mom has always been so proud of you. All my friends envy me for having such a handsome son like you. Hehe! Tell Mom if there are any pretty girls in your new class?"

Looking at my mom's beautiful face, full of maternal tenderness, all my tension and unhappiness vanished. After thinking for a moment, I said to my mom, "I haven't noticed yet. We're electing class officers today, and I'm the life committee member. But our class's art committee member is really pretty and has a hot body!"

"Oh? Xiao Xiao has finally fallen for someone?" my mom asked playfully, her two adorable dimples making me want to pinch them!

"Pshaw, no way! My deskmate and she went to the same junior high. I heard that girl is awful, greedy and weird! And she's nowhere near as pretty as Lulu!" Lulu is my childhood sweetheart. We were mutually attracted in junior high, and could have easily become the legendary innocent lovers, completing a beautiful love story.

Unfortunately, Lulu's dad was transferred to Shanghai for work, saying that the learning environment there would be better for Lulu's development, so he brought Lulu there, promising that we could rekindle our romance three years later when I went to university in Shanghai.

"Wow... my darling son is quite a devoted and good man! But then again, Lulu is gentle and beautiful. She's good to you, and since you were little, she's only ever focused on her studies. It's really hard to find a girl better than Lulu these days! Don't worry, son, I often visit Lulu's mom, I'll definitely arrange for Lulu to stay with you, or I'll just fly to Shanghai every week! Don't worry, with me here, she won't run away!" Mom's eyes shone brightly, as if she was already imagining herself as a mother-in-law! But hearing this made it sound like a landlady forcing a respectable woman to submit to her ugly son.

I shook my head and said with a wry smile, "Oh God, no need, Mom. Shanghai is so big, I'm afraid you'll get lost before you even find yourself! And then it'll be too much trouble to find the police!" I was telling the truth!

Although Mom seems lively and shrewd, she's often quite absent-minded. My maternal grandparents are most worried about her, which is why they left most of their assets to her. My uncle, fearing she might be scammed when she goes out to find work, specifically gave her the position of vice president of his company. But aside from going to the company to play when she's bored and receiving her monthly salary, Mom is practically a nobody! Moreover, Mom's sense of direction and geography is worse than most people's. She's technically a "directionally challenged" person! So even when Mom goes out shopping, she always needs me or some of her aunties to accompany her to feel at ease.

When Mom's weakness was exposed, she embarrassedly put on a coquettish act.

She softly hummed, "Oh... I'm not that much of a worrywart! By the way, did any girls fall for my son today?"

Mom's words suddenly reminded me of that sergeant's big face, and I shuddered. After thinking for a moment, I asked with a smug look, "Yes, there are so many! That arts and literature committee member I mentioned earlier keeps giving me the eye!"

"Hehe, my Xiao Xiao is truly my child. It would be strange if he didn't charm a whole bunch of girls under my tutelage!" My mother seemed even more proud than me, boasting smugly.

My gaze swept over her, and I saw her slightly raised upper body, her half-naked upper body revealing a stunningly white, beautiful flesh that made my eyes dazzle.

Suddenly, I subconsciously asked, "Then... Mom, do you like men like me too?"

My mother was taken aback by my question, then burst into laughter, "Me? No way! I like the masculine, manly type, the kind of strong man who can protect me from the wind and rain. Xiao Xiao, you're a bit too effeminate!" My mother teased me while laughing.

Although it was a joke, hearing my mother's words still made me feel suddenly disappointed, like being rejected when confessing to a girl I had a crush on. I gave a slightly disappointed "Oh," and turned my head away as if to avoid her.

"Hmm, Xiao Xiao isn't Mom's type," Mom said with a laugh, adding as she spoke.

Just as I felt even more upset, Mom gently stroked my head, turning my face towards her. Looking at me, she smiled sweetly and said softly, "But Xiao Xiao is Mom's most beloved man! He's my everything!" Her eyes were filled with love, her gaze as gentle as a warm spring pond, melting my heart. Suddenly, I remembered how my

beautiful mother, though sometimes alluring and seductive, had rejected countless suitors over the years, channeling all her affection into tender maternal love for me. A warm feeling welled up inside me, a childhood infatuation with my mother returning. I leaned closer, hugged her waist, and pressed my head against her chest, just like I had when I was a child. I whispered, "Mom, I love you. I will definitely protect you from the wind and rain in

the future!" Although my head was pressed against my mother's full, plump, milky breasts without any barrier, I felt no lust whatsoever. Only a deep longing for my mother. My mother gently held me like a child, her delicate hands stroking my hair, and she lowered her head, smiling softly, "Yes, Mom loves you so much too! No matter what you become in the future, you will always be the most important person to Mom."

My mother's gentle voice moved me deeply, and a slight, tingling sensation spread through my nose. I quickly suppressed the urge to cry, instinctively turning my face away and burying myself tightly in my mother's plump, smooth breasts. My sudden movement tickled my mother, and her hands, which had been stroking my hair, tightened involuntarily, pressing me firmly against her large breasts.

The smooth, soft flesh completely covered my face, and apart from the rich milky scent, not a breath of air could penetrate! I opened my mouth, intending to scream for help, but the moment I opened it, her smooth, tender breasts blocked my mouth!

Mom laughed, tickling me: "Ah! You little devil, hahaha...it tickles so much..."

Then she shoved me away abruptly.

I instantly sat down on the ground, gasping for fresh air.

I finally understood how unjustly those dogs and men who died from being suffocated by women's huge breasts, the stories circulating online. That kind of death that others envy is actually truly pathetic! I angrily raised my head, about to speak, but then I saw that between Mom's two large, white breasts, glistening with my saliva, it looked somewhat like those lewd women in porn movies after their breasts had been sucked. Mom's body, which had been so pure just moments before, now looked lewd, and I was stunned.

"Ugh! You were just saying you wanted to become a grown man, you brat! You're so old and you still want to suckle your old lady's breasts! Ouch...it hurts!" Mom didn't see my gaze. She grumbled playfully as she picked up her clothes to wipe the drool from her chest. But as soon as she touched it, the bra strap seemed to touch the scratch again. She looked at it, frowned, and said, "Ugh, how am I going to wear a bra now!"

I had just recovered from the shock of not being able to breathe properly when I heard Mom's words and replied, "Then just take it off! We're not going out! Nobody's going to see!"

Hearing my words, Mom rolled her eyes at me and said, "Hmph, it's all your fault. Go outside, Mom needs to change!"

I got up and went out, but when I saw Mom's lovely and beautiful face and her full breasts, a bad feeling suddenly welled up in my mind. Feigning reluctance, I inexplicably said, "No, I won't! It's not like I haven't seen it before. Who told you to push me just now? You even made me breathless! I want to see! Go ahead and accuse me of indecent assault!"

My mother was both amused and annoyed by my shameless act. She never imagined that at that moment, I was harboring thoughts and a perverted mentality I had never had before. My

mother still thought I was just being coquettish and coldly said, "Tch! You brat, so shameless! And you call yourself a grown man!" As she spoke, my mother stood up and drew the curtains.

Then, as usual, she casually put her hands behind her back and bent slightly. Seemingly with some effort, she unhooked her bra. At that moment, I felt as if something had exploded in my mother's chest. The bra didn't slip down; instead, it felt like it had been bounced away by her large breasts. I felt a "bang" as it was suddenly pulled open, and two snow-white, round, plump breasts trembled and were revealed!

My mother tossed her unhooked bra onto the bed and suddenly noticed me staring blankly. She assumed I, usually so shy, was joking and had been taken aback by her sudden boldness.

Thinking this, my seemingly clever but actually clueless mother did something that would lead me down a path of no return. She slightly swayed her slender waist, deliberately sticking her plump buttocks out. Then she thrust her enormous 39g breasts towards me, her small hands lifting them slightly from below. With a seductive and alluring expression, she cooed, "Little handsome boy? Do you think my big breasts are beautiful?" She even licked her lips with her pink tongue.

I stared blankly at my mother's melon-like breasts, the small, red areolas, the size of the bottom of a disposable paper cup, slightly protruding from the massive, white flesh, with a large, reddish-brown nipple the size of a grape in the center.

Because of its large size, the fine lines of flesh on the nipples were clearly visible. The plump, fleshy nipples looked delicious and tempting! They exuded the allure of a mature woman, and coupled with the deliberately seductive pose my mother was striking, it was impossible not to pounce on them, grab those infuriatingly large, fat breasts, and knead and suck them hard!

Suddenly, I screamed "Ah!" and scrambled to my feet, running out in a disheveled state. I rushed into my room, threw myself onto the bed, and buried my head tightly in the blankets! My mind went completely blank! All I could see was my mother's voluptuous breasts! Her seductive, coquettish voice kept echoing in my ears!

I don't know how much time passed before I felt a slap on my buttocks. Startled, I quickly turned around and saw my mother standing in front of me with a smile, her upper body now clad in a black, strapless, short dress. Seeing my stunned expression, Mom couldn't help but laugh and said, "Haha, you little rascal, weren't you so great? You still want to act like a hooligan with your old lady! How shameless! Try being a hooligan again and let's see... try being cute again..."

Suddenly, Mom's expression froze! She stared wide-eyed at me.

Following her gaze, I looked down, both embarrassed and angry.

Between my spread legs, my black athletic shorts were being pushed up high by something! I'd been so shocked that I hadn't even noticed my own erection! The black fabric was pushed up several centimeters, like a towering mountain pointing directly at Mom! Embarrassed, I quickly covered my lower body with my hands, turned to the side, and shouted with my eyes closed, "Hey, get out! Get out!"

Overwhelmed with shame, I just wanted Mom to leave! Although Mom had indeed displayed extreme allure, the fact that I'd gotten an erection for her was still unacceptable!

For a long time, I remained motionless. Just as I was about to turn to see if Mom had left, I felt the mattress next to me sink. Mom sat down beside me. I didn't dare look at her, and we remained silent for about a minute. Then Mom suddenly said, "Xiao...Xiao Xiao..."

I didn't reply, lying there anxiously.

"Um... Mom did go a bit too far just now. Um... Mom probably still sees you as a child, and forgot that kids your age sometimes act impulsively without thinking... In the future, Mom will be more careful... In the future... It won't happen again!"

Mom's tone was stiff, and she stammered, seemingly nervous. Hearing Mom's words, I felt a weight lifted from my heart, finally putting my anxieties to rest. But then, hearing Mom's last two sentences, a deep sense of disappointment welled up inside me.

"Oh... oh, I understand!" I still didn't turn around.

About a minute later, I felt Mom stand up and walk out of the house. I turned around and saw Mom's back.

For some reason, my gaze involuntarily drifted to Mom's plump, fleshy buttocks.

"Sigh..." I helplessly shook my head and sighed deeply. Silently, I thought, "Mom, you... you're so tempting..."

Chapter Two:

I didn't leave my bedroom all afternoon, lying on the bed, utterly bored. My mother's voluptuous and alluring body and face kept flashing through my mind. No matter what I did, I couldn't shake them from my thoughts. This continued until after five o'clock when my mother came into the room to call me for dinner. I lazily went to the bathroom to wash my face and then sat down in the dining room.

It seemed that my mother wanted to apologize for what happened that afternoon, so she made my favorite sweet and sour pork and braised pork ribs for dinner. During dinner, my mother kept talking to me to ease the awkwardness of the afternoon. Although I understood what she meant, I couldn't muster any interest. Looking at my mother reminded me of her irresistibly seductive appearance that afternoon, so I could only eat with my head down, afraid to look at her.

After dinner, I was about to sneak back to my bedroom

when my mother suddenly called out to me, "Xiao Xiao, you finished dinner so early, how about we go for a walk?"

I knew my mother was worried about me feeling pressured and was trying to ease the tension between us. I was deeply touched and said, "Hmm... okay, let's check out the mall in the neighborhood and buy some things!" Hearing my words, Mom seemed relieved and smiled happily. Her adorable appearance stirred my heart. But I didn't dare look any longer and quickly went back inside to change.

In the summer, at six o'clock in the evening, there were still two or three hours before sunset. Mom and I strolled slowly around the artificial lake in the neighborhood. Mom was wearing a light yellow strapless short dress, the thin silk clinging tightly to her alluring S-shaped body in the breeze.

Although Mom had pulled the dress up high, her slightly protruding breasts still created a cleavage below her neck, and the peach-shaped ruby pendant on her platinum necklace hung right at the beginning of the cleavage, making one want to look a few more times. The hem of the short dress was taken up by Mom's large buttocks, so the dress only covered a dozen centimeters below her buttocks.

Mom's two long, full thighs were encased in semi-transparent black stockings, making them look even more silky and alluring. My mother's small feet, clad in six-centimeter crystal high heels, made her almost as tall as me. Even without makeup, her natural beauty made her look like a stunning young woman in her late twenties, her eyes radiating a warm and tender affection.

Men passing by in the neighborhood stared in disbelief. We walked quite a distance away, still looking dazed. Although I was used to how men reacted to my mother, I don't know why, but today, a strong possessiveness made me somewhat angry. Finally, I grabbed her soft little hand, holding it tightly and refusing to let go.

Seeing the hostile look I gave other men, Mom chuckled and asked, "Oh? Xiao Xiao's jealous?"

Looking at her smiling face, I felt both embarrassed and angry, and muttered, "Those men are so annoying! They're disgusting!"

"Hehehe...you're such a child!" Mom seemed oblivious to my burning jealousy, and continued, "What's wrong with that? Their behavior just proves how charming your mom is! Hehehe?"

Hearing Mom's words, a nameless fire suddenly rose within me, and I coldly said, "Fine, then let them look!" With that, I forcefully shook off Mom's hand, and was about to stride away, ignoring her, when suddenly my hand was grabbed by two soft little hands. Then, Mom pulled my arm around hers, her whole body leaning against mine.

I heard Mom still playfully laugh, "That won't do! You let others see me, but I won't allow you to be seen by little girls! Stay close to me! Humph!" Mom pouted, raising her head like a victorious little hen, declaring her ownership of me.

Looking at my rather playful and cute mother, I suddenly felt that no matter what, I would be firmly controlled by her, and I couldn't help but angrily and helplessly say, "You're so annoying!"

Mom shook her head, saying with a roguish look, "What! You're my son, don't you want me to hold your arm? Sigh, since you hate your mother, then I'll find you a father tomorrow! Humph! I'll hold someone else's arm!" Saying that, she was about to let go of my arm.

I grabbed my mother's hands tightly, which were linked with mine, and shouted angrily, "No! Hold my hand! If you find my father, I'll kill him!"

"Hahaha..." My mother laughed triumphantly, then said with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Haha, you're even jealous of your own mother! Oh no, you don't have a mother complex, do you?" Although she was teasing me, her eyes couldn't hide her happiness and satisfaction.

I snorted and didn't say anything.

I knew that no matter what I said, I couldn't win against my quirky and clever mother.

I turned around and slowed down, strolling along with my mother.

Because she was holding my hand, her soft breasts kept brushing against me. Although it felt good, I was afraid that my mind would wander again, so I secretly tried to loosen my grip, but my mother noticed and gently pinched me, pulling my arm back to its original position.

Helplessly, my mother and I walked like a couple.

The men passing by drooled at my stunningly beautiful mother, but when they saw me being held tightly by her arm, they cast envious and jealous glances my way. This gave me a strange sense of pride.

"Xiao Xiao..." my mother suddenly called.

"What is it, Mom?"

"You know... you've always been like a little kid. What if you grow up and go away to live elsewhere, and Mom isn't there for you anymore? Who will take care of you?" my mother asked softly.

I thought for a moment and replied nonchalantly, "Then I'll just stay by your side. I'll live at home whether I'm going to school or working. Even if I go to school in another city, I can just come back to see Mom often."

Mom rolled her eyes at me and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How will you live with Mom after you get married? Can Mom stay with you forever? Silly child."

"Then..." I stopped and turned to Mom, saying, "Then I won't get married. If getting married means separating from Mom, I'd rather not get married!" I looked at Mom calmly.

Mom seemed taken aback by my words. Then she laughed and scolded me, "Nonsense, talking like a child!" Although Mom scolded me, I felt her hug me even tighter, a hint of happiness showing in her eyes.

We didn't continue discussing what had just happened, but the awkward atmosphere of the afternoon seemed to have vanished. Mom and I returned to normal, happily chatting about everything under the sun. Before long, we arrived at a shopping mall outside the neighborhood. I had planned to go in and buy some fruit and snacks anyway.

Mom and I went in and browsed the mall.

Mom is a shopping expert and a regular at this mall. So Mom, with practiced ease, took my arm and led me to the women's section on the third floor. Most of the sales clerks there knew Mom, especially one in the lingerie shop; she immediately rushed over to greet her regular customer.

This saleswoman was actually quite pretty, but her makeup was a bit too heavy. Combined with her shapely figure and the tight white uniform, she looked rather worldly, though still very attractive to most men. After learning who I was, the saleswoman feigned surprise and said to Mom, "Really?! Sister Lan, you're not kidding me, are you? You have such a big son? My goodness, I always thought you were under thirty. Sister Lan, how do you maintain your youth? It's unbelievable!"

Watching her somewhat affected exclamation, I felt a little disdainful. But Mom seemed to enjoy it; after all, every woman wants to stay young and beautiful forever. After a few pleasantries, the saleswoman revealed her true business acumen, taking a set of lingerie from the shelf and saying, "Oh, right, Sister Lan, we just got a few nice sets of lingerie. Besides the peach-pink one you mentioned last time, I specially reserved one like this for you. Take a look." She stretched out the item in her hands.

Only when she held it out did I realize with astonishment that it was a woman's bra! But this bra could definitely be called erotic lingerie, and it was the best of the best! Two triangular pieces of bright pink transparent gauze, no bigger than the opening of a soda can. In the center of the two pieces were two pink lace hearts! Connecting the two pieces were only three tight elastic straps!

My mother was clearly surprised when she saw the bra, but her eyes immediately lit up! I know my mother has always been very particular about sexy lingerie. Although she's never shown these lingerie to anyone, this absolutely cannot stop my mother, who is naturally fond of beauty!

Having dealt with my mother so many times, the saleswoman clearly understood that this beautiful woman was a secretly horny beauty. She immediately launched into a long, enthusiastic sales pitch: "Isn't it beautiful, Sister Lan! Only a woman with a figure as perfect as yours can truly bring out the best in this kind of lingerie! The fabric and elasticity are absolutely top-notch! Several young girls initially showed interest, but their figures weren't up to par. I even advised one girl with a particularly flat chest not to buy it, but she wouldn't listen and insisted on buying a set. To be honest, this kind of lingerie would look good on anyone, but on a beauty with such a full bust like Sister Lan, it looks absolutely stunning!"

Listening to the saleswoman's words, I imagined my mother's exceptionally large breasts wearing such lingerie, and just thinking about it made my lower body startle again. I quickly shook my head, about to step aside, when suddenly I caught sight of a pair of eyes gleaming with a lewd light!

Holy crap!

"Teacher Jiang... Teacher Jiang?" I exclaimed in surprise!

The lewd man was clearly startled by my call.

It was only then that I noticed the sleazy man was also shopping in the lingerie store with a woman. I hadn't paid attention because I'd been distracted by the lingerie the saleswoman was showing me. But the sleazy man had clearly seen the lingerie, and then my beautiful, alluring mother; his lecherous eyes were obviously completely fixed on her ample breasts!

I felt a surge of rage! I already had a bad impression of this sleazy man today, and I especially disliked any man staring at my mother! And of all things, I'd run into this bastard, and to make matters worse, he was staring at my mother's breasts while she was buying lingerie. I suddenly had an urge to kill him!

"Xiao Xiao, who is this?" My mother heard my voice, looked at the sleazy man, and then asked me with a puzzled expression.

I coughed and walked to my mother's side, deliberately blocking his view. I said to my mother, "Oh, this is Ms. Jiang, our new high school class's homeroom teacher!" Then I turned to the sleazy man and introduced him, "Ms. Jiang, this is my mother! And this is, your wife?"

I then glanced at the woman next to the sleazy man. The girl was fairly pretty, with decent skin, though she had some acne. She was thin and wore a floral dress. Although she looked a bit dowdy, she was nowhere near as attractive as my sexy and beautiful mother! Overall, she was like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung with the sleazy man.

Hearing my words, my mother smiled and greeted the sleazy man. He was clearly surprised that I had such a young and beautiful mother, and seemed overjoyed. If I hadn't deliberately blocked my mother's view, he seemed like he wanted to shake hands or hug her.

"Oh, just out for a stroll with my girlfriend. Wow, no wonder Liu Zixiao is so pretty and delicate; he has such a young and beautiful mother! Liu Zixiao is our class's life committee member. He's clearly a sensible and capable student. Don't worry, I'll definitely raise him well!" The lewd man glossed over his girlfriend, then blatantly praised me to my mother. I was so angry I wanted to kick him!

My mother nodded gracefully and smiled, "Thank you so much. I've spoiled Xiaoxiao too much since he was little. If he does anything wrong at school, please forgive him and take good care of him, Teacher Jiang."

"Of course, of course, of course! Don't worry. Since I'm his homeroom teacher, I'll definitely do my best. I'll contact you immediately if anything happens!" The lewd man shamelessly tried to get my mother's contact information! It's perfectly reasonable for a teacher to ask for parents' contact information, and I was frantic, unable to think of any way to stop it. I watched

helplessly as the lecherous boy eagerly pulled out his phone and wrote down my mother's number. Seeing him chattering away to my mother without any sign of stopping, I suddenly had a brilliant idea. I said, "Mom, um, could you tell the saleswoman if we're going to buy the underwear? She's waiting."

My mother, startled, immediately covered her mouth like a little girl and hurriedly smiled at the saleswoman, "Oh, oh, I'm so sorry, um, could you wrap up the peach-pink set I ordered last time? This set…"

"Wrap it up, wrap it up, it's quite pretty." To prevent anything from happening, I quickly said. My mother and the saleswoman looked at me in astonishment, clearly finding my words strange.

But the saleswoman, clearly driven by profit, immediately exclaimed happily, "Oh, Sister Lan, your son has great taste! Okay, I'll wrap it up for you right away! We're having a promotion these days; if you buy this lingerie set, we'll give you a free nightgown. Plus, this lingerie set comes with a gift. Sister Lan, wait for me while I go inside and wrap it up for you!" Saying this, she grabbed the lingerie and rushed to the back counter to pack it up before my mother could even speak.

My mother turned around, looking at me speechlessly, her small hand gently pinching my waist, and whispered, "You little rascal, what mischief are you plotting?"

I gave a wry smile and whispered, "Mom, I hate that pervert. Let's go! Besides, how could I possibly have any bad ideas? Wasn't this afternoon enough?" My mother chuckled at my words, then pinched me twice with a shy smile, whispering, "You naughty boy, don't do that to your teacher!"

The pervert, left standing to the side, was about to say something when his girlfriend suddenly pulled him aside and whispered, "This outfit is really pretty... I really like it!" She pointed to a pure white lingerie set.

My mother and I looked over, and indeed, the white lingerie was quite innocent and pure; the delicate lace made her look elegant and innocent like a princess. Although the pervert's girlfriend had an average figure, this lingerie would probably enhance her appearance considerably. Seeing my mother and me looking at him, the sleazy guy, clearly trying to appear like a good man, smiled and said, "Okay, if you like it, let's buy it."

The saleswoman, whose ears were like radar, immediately rushed over, smiling, and said, "Oh my, this beautiful lady has excellent taste! This is also one of our new arrivals. It's selling very well! The white one is so pure and pretty, absolutely gorgeous! Handsome, you're so lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend! Come on, let me take your size!" The saleswoman's words made the sleazy guy grin like an idiot!

He said confidently, "Then take it! How much?"

"There are only a few left. We're having a promotion now, a 30% discount, so the bra and panties together are 568 yuan!" The saleswoman smiled like a little fox at the sleazy guy!

The sleazy guy and his girlfriend were clearly shocked by the price! The sleazy guy's previously beaming smile froze. His open mouth looked like he'd swallowed a fly. His girlfriend thought for a moment, then timidly asked the sleazy man, somewhat embarrassed, "How about... we look at some other things? We can come back and buy them later."

The sleazy man was about to agree, but then he considered that the glorious image he had just built in front of me and my mother might be completely shattered. But you have to understand, in a second-tier city like this, a newly appointed homeroom teacher like him only earns about 4,000 yuan a month. 568 yuan is indeed a significant amount for him.

Just as the sleazy man was feeling awkward, my mother suddenly smiled at the saleswoman and said, "Um, just put it all on my tab. Consider it my way of thanking Teacher Jiang." My mother's words shattered my desire to see the sleazy man make a fool of himself. I turned around, about to say something to my mother, but saw her glare at me fiercely. I swallowed my words.

The sleazy man's girlfriend, upon hearing this, was initially delighted, then suddenly said embarrassedly, "No, no, how can that be? How can I let you buy it! Miss, don't do the math!" The sleazy guy quickly put on a straight face and said, "No, no, no, teaching is my job, how can this be? I'll buy it myself!" He then tried to stop the saleswoman.

My mother's lips parted slightly, "Teacher Jiang, please don't be so polite. This isn't a bribe. It's just a coincidence, consider it a small gift for meeting you. Besides, it's not for you, it's for your girlfriend. Your stopping me like this makes things awkward!" As she spoke, she secretly pinched my waist again.

I quickly smiled and said to the sleazy guy's girlfriend, "That's right, Madam, this is a gift from my mother, it's nothing big. My mother is just that kind of person; she really likes you, Madam, that's why she gave you this gift. If you keep refusing, she'll think we're not doing a good job, how can she feel at ease letting me stay at school!" I said, against my true feelings. After hearing my words, my mother smiled and secretly touched the spot where she had pinched me. She seemed quite satisfied with my performance.

The sleazy guy's girlfriend seemed like a very simple and honest girl; she'd probably been tricked into marrying him. After some initial hesitation, she finally agreed, albeit somewhat embarrassed, after the sleazy guy's insincere politeness. The saleswoman happily handed my mother a receipt for over 1800 yuan. My mother pouted and said, "Xiao Xiao, go pay. Mom knows you have plenty of money in your account!"

I took the receipt speechlessly and quickly ran to the cashier to pay. After paying, I rushed back; I didn't want to leave my mother alone chatting with the sleazy guy. When I got back, I breathed a sigh of relief. I saw the saleswoman holding a package of underwear, whispering something to my mother. The sleazy guy and his girlfriend were also discussing something.

After taking the receipt, the saleswoman smiled and whispered a few more words to my mother. My mother smiled shyly, pushed the saleswoman away, and then pulled me to say goodbye to the sleazy guy. The sleazy guy's girlfriend thanked my mother profusely and insisted that we visit their home for dinner in a few days to express our gratitude. My mother politely declined a few times. Then, with a lingering look of reluctance from the sleazy guy, she took my arm and gracefully left.

On the way home, my mother said earnestly to me, "Xiao Xiao, the reason I pinched you earlier is because I know you don't like your homeroom teacher. To be honest, I don't like that kind of man either; he really is a bit sleazy!"

Hearing my mother's words, I was about to speak happily when

my mother interrupted me, continuing, "Xiao Xiao, 500 yuan isn't much to us. But as you saw, it's not a small amount for them. Do you know how sad it is for a woman to give up something she likes because of money? And how painful it is for a man to be unable to satisfy his woman's material desires. Your teacher's girlfriend is a good girl, and I don't want her to be sad tonight, do you understand?"

Looking at my mother's slightly distressed expression, and thinking of the sleazy guy's seemingly simple and shy girlfriend, I felt guilty for my momentary lapse of judgment in not considering others' feelings. I nodded earnestly and said, "I'm sorry, Mom, I know. I won't do it again."

"Hmm, that's a good boy! Mom likes it when you're a kind and good child!" Mom said with a smile. I tilted my head and whispered sweetly, "Then reward me!"

"You little brat, still acting like a child at your age! Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?" Mom gently scolded, then habitually pinched me again. Just as I was wincing, Mom leaned over and gave me a big kiss on the cheek! Then she said with a grin, "Don't be shy, bringing out things from when you were little! Are you satisfied now? My big baby?"

I nodded happily, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Mom, what did the cashier say to you when I went to pay? I saw you... blushing?"

Mom paused for a moment, then gently slapped me with her hand. She said, "I can't tell you! It's an adult matter, why should a child ask so many questions! Don't ask anymore!" Then I saw Mom turn her head away.

Under the streetlights, I clearly saw a shy look on my mother's face.

A question arose in my mind, but I didn't ask anything further.

After returning home, my mother took a shower and then went to watch TV. I wanted to chat with her some more, but I didn't know what to talk about. Back in my bedroom, I lay on the bed, opened my laptop, and, feeling restless, logged onto an adult website. I was about to browse my favorite section, "Married Women and Girlfriends," when I was inadvertently drawn to the words "incestuous cuckoldry"... I had never read anything like that before. I hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist clicking.

Among them, I was captivated by an article titled "The Busty Mom Targeted by Her Classmate!"

(You know what I mean with that wicked smile).

The protagonist was a beautiful, delicate, and sexy mother with enormous breasts that seemed to be overflowing with milk and a full, round butt. This seemingly elegant and virtuous mother inadvertently revealed her seductive side when seduced by her son's classmate. I couldn't stop reading!

Especially during the scene where she was raped by her son's classmate, the author's writing stirred my emotions. I couldn't help but imagine a lewd scene: a mature, beautiful, sexy, and alluring woman being brutally raped by a young boy! Her white, fleshy body rippled with pleasure as she was being fucked, her breasts and buttocks undulating! Her soft moans filled the room! Gradually, the beautiful, wanton woman being fucked and moaning incessantly began to resemble my mother! It reminded me of the scene that afternoon when my mother was writhing her hips and exposing her breasts!

I couldn't hold back any longer, and I ejaculated instantly! I put down my notebook, lay naked on my back on the big bed, panting. Today, I ejaculated more than three times my usual amount. It took me seven or eight tissues to clean myself up. My mother's sexy, alluring figure kept appearing in my mind. I closed my eyes, thinking of her plump breasts and her tender nipples!

As I thought, I seemed to see my mother slowly walking towards me.

She took my hand and led me into a room.

There was only a big bed in the room. My mother gently took off all her clothes. Then she lay on the bed, slowly spreading her legs, and said in a soft, seductive voice, "Xiao Xiao... come on, come fuck Mommy."

In the dream, I had just reached my mother's side when suddenly I felt a large black hole appear beneath my feet!

I fell into it, startled, and opened my eyes!

The sunlight shone into my eyes, blinding me for a moment. Wait! With my eyes half-closed, I saw something that shocked me. My mother was sitting on my bed, her back to me, looking at my laptop. From my angle, I could just see the green website icon on the screen! (A green website icon…you know what I mean.) The blurry text was clearly the article I'd forgotten to close last night!

"The Busty Mom Being Targeted by Her Classmates." Oh my god…this is terrible! How could I have fallen asleep like that last night?! I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have slept naked, sprawled out on my back. Looking down slightly, I saw that a towel had been placed over me, but between my legs, a stick-like object was sticking up high, supporting the thin towel! Oh no! Oh no!

I was so scared I didn't dare breathe and continued to pretend to be asleep. Luckily, I hadn't made a sound when I woke up, so my mother didn't seem to notice. She was still looking down at the article on my computer. I squinted cautiously at my mother. She seemed to have just gotten up too, her long hair loose. She was only wearing a semi-transparent silver nightgown, her snow-white arms and legs gleaming alluringly in the sunlight.

Suddenly, I sensed something was wrong. My mother's breathing quickened, and she was making soft, panting sounds. From the side, I could see that her large breasts seemed to be moving.

Just as I was wondering what was going on, my mother switched the hand she was holding the computer to. And to my astonishment, the hand closest to me slowly rose, pulling down the low neckline of her nightgown, revealing a large, reddish-brown nipple, as big as an adult man's thumb!

My mother's small, white hand slowly squeezed her large breast, at first gently kneading the plump flesh, but later she gripped it tightly, her thumb and forefinger pinching and twisting the mature, sexy nipple. The nipple, which was about two centimeters long, was pulled forward by my mother's fingers, stretching the entire round breast into a cone shape!

The large nipple was being twisted and pulled roughly by my mother's slender fingers, as if it weren't even her own! Then, my mother actually lifted her large breasts, brought the already swollen nipple to her mouth, and then, with a simple opening of her small mouth, she actually took the nipple into her mouth!

Good heavens, this is not something an ordinary large-breasted woman could do. Seeing my mother effortlessly bite down on her own nipple, I was once again shocked by my mother's large breasts. Next, my mother's small hand moved down, reaching down to her genitals. Because it was blocked by my mother's thighs, I couldn't see it, but judging from the position, I could guess that my mother's hand was playing with her genitals!

A series of shocks made my heart pound! My mother was masturbating? And masturbating right next to me! Oh my god... am I dreaming?!

Just as I was watching intently, my mother suddenly released her mouth, and the large nipple, covered in my mother's saliva, was brought to a reddish glow by the violent shaking of her large breasts. Then my mother slowly turned around. I quickly closed my eyes! I was so nervous that I almost screamed! Could it be that Mom found out I was awake?! Just as my hands and feet were turning ice-cold with anxiety, I felt the blanket slowly being pulled off my body! What was she doing? Why was Mom pulling off my blanket?

I cautiously opened my eyes a crack. Through the blur, I saw Mom standing by my window, staring intently at my engorged penis! Although I couldn't see clearly, I could still clearly feel Mom's tension and excitement. Mom was staring at my erect penis, biting her lip, pulling down the collar of her nightgown with one hand, and began to roughly knead her large, white breasts again. With her other hand, she lifted the short hem of her nightgown, pushing her white lace high-cut panties aside, slightly parting her legs, and began to rub her genitals!

Because I was afraid of being discovered by Mom, I couldn't open my eyes to see, so my vision was blurry; I could only vaguely see Mom rubbing her genitals! But the suppressed moans from Mom and the wet, wet sounds from her lower body still ignited my desire! A strange thought suddenly popped into my head: what if I woke up right now? What would happen if my mom, who was masturbating, saw me suddenly wake up? What if…

Just as I was considering whether to take the risk, a damn phone rang from my mom's room!

My mom seemed to be startled awake as well, quickly straightening her clothes and glancing at my penis a few times. She seemed a little reluctant as she gently covered me with a blanket. With a sigh, she came out of the bedroom.

"Hello? Oh, Sister Qin, oh, I just woke up. Ah? Shopping… um… you guys go ahead, Xiao Xiao is starting school, I want to stay home and keep him company… um. I won't go…" My mom's soft rejection came from outside.

I was considering whether to take the opportunity to wake up now or wait and see if my mom would come to see me again. Less than a minute later, my mom had said "bye-bye" to the other end and then footsteps sounded. My heart started to race again. I secretly hoped that my mom would come and put on another show of lustful desire for me.

But my mom's footsteps stopped abruptly at my door.

After a few seconds of silence, I walked away again. Then I heard the bathroom door close. I sighed in disappointment. I sat up, reluctantly trying to get out of bed, when I suddenly noticed a large wet patch on the side of the bed where my mother had been sitting. I immediately moved closer, and a faint, fishy smell wafted from the damp sheets. Excitedly, I pressed my nose to it and inhaled.

It was the scent of a mature woman's flesh mixed with the strong smell of her genitals. Somewhat perversely, I stuck out my tongue and gently licked the wetness on the sheets, but there was no taste. It seemed that after being filtered by my mother's underwear and diluted by the sheets, her vaginal fluid had lost its original flavor.

Unwilling to give up, I could only continue to smell the odor emanating from there, my hand involuntarily gripping my genitals. Closing my eyes and imagining the sensation my mother had just experienced, I began to masturbate rapidly! I ejaculated a handful of semen.

I sat panting on the bed, silently reflecting on everything that had happened in the past two days. Then, gritting her teeth, she resolutely raised her head and silently vowed, "Mom, I must possess you!" **********

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