[Urban] My Mother, Still Charming Even in Her Middle Ages (Complete) - 4-6

5. Tommy waited in the living room for his mother to come down so they could go to the state park together. When he got up and went into the kitchen for breakfast, he met his mother and noticed she seemed oblivious. She even gave him a sweet smile and chatted as usual. He thought to himself that he hadn't been caught this time, but he'd have to be more careful about what he did to his mother next time.

Susan rationally considered what had happened. He was still a teenager, just beginning to experience sexuality. It was normal to fantasize about one's mother. But on the other hand, she had to admit that Tommy's actions had stirred a strange feeling within her. She would have to be careful in the future.

Susan came down the stairs wearing a sleeveless tank top and tight shorts, and Tommy was shocked.

He could almost see her vulva protruding from her crotch. She must not be wearing underwear, he thought, resisting the urge to look there. Tommy was also surprised to find that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Susan's large breasts were firm and proud. She walked towards her son, feeling his breasts sway with each step, his hardened nipples protruding beneath her tank top as if about to burst forth.

"Am I alright?" Susan asked, watching Tommy's admiring expression.

"Absolutely wonderful, Mom. I won't let anyone near you."

Susan smiled at her son, Wan'er, took his arm, and they walked out of the room together. His arm was close to her breasts.

The park was vast, with many picnic tables, dense woods, and a large lake where many people were rowing small boats. Susan and Bob often brought Tommy here to play when he was little, to swing him on the swings, and to play in the lake.

When they arrived, the park was bustling with people. Family and friends were there. Tommy jumped out of the car and opened the door for his mother. They walked confidently and smilingly into the crowd.

Soon everyone noticed Susan. The boys and their fathers drooled, while the women wore expressions of envy. As she fetched food for herself and her son, several men approached Susan, trying to invite her out, but she refused them all, saying she already had a companion and gesturing to her son standing a short distance away. Tommy smiled, nodding slightly smugly to the disappointed men, as if to say, "She's mine now, don't even think about it."

After everyone finished eating, they found their own activities; some played volleyball, some went boating, and the crowd gradually dispersed. Tommy and Susan took a blanket and climbed a small hill, finding a huge oak tree, quite a distance from the crowd. Susan helped Tommy spread the blanket on the ground; she had drunk a little too much wine and began to sway.

The two sat on the blanket, watching the people below, enjoying the refreshing feeling of the early summer breeze.

Tommy reached out and hugged his mother, and she nestled against him obediently. "I love you, Mom," he whispered.

"I love you too, Tommy," Susan said, turning to face him in his arms.

Tommy saw a tear welling up in her eye.

“What’s wrong, Mom?” Tommy asked with concern.

“Nothing, darling, it just feels so good, I suddenly want to cry. Your father and I used to bring you here often. We would sit under this oak tree. I haven’t felt this good since your father passed away. Thank you for always being with me,” Susan said, hugging him and resting her head on his shoulder.

“I will always be with you, Mom.”

As Tommy’s arms tightened around his mother, he realized his fingers were touching her breasts again. This time, he felt the part of her breasts peeking out from the neckline of her vest. Tommy slowly moved his hand, feeling her soft breasts. He held his breath, waiting for her to stop him.

Susan sensed what Tommy was doing. But she didn’t want to stop him, so she let him gently caress her breasts. However, that familiar, wonderful feeling began to grow between her legs again. Goosebumps rose on her arms, and she pressed her body completely against her son’s strong chest.

Tommy very slowly slipped his hand under her tank top. He waited a long time, until she reached out and grabbed his hand like she did in the movie theater. When he realized she didn't intend to, he mustered his courage, opened his palm, and stroked upwards, placing his hand under her breast and slowly moving it upwards. When he grasped one of her breasts in his hand, his head spun. His penis throbbed in his shorts. He felt her hard nipples burning his palm.

A loud scream pierced Susan's alcohol-numbed brain, wanting him to stop. But her restless crotch prevented it from escaping.

"Ah..." a soft moan.

Tommy thought he heard her moan. But no, it was her heavy, rhythmic breathing. He looked at her face and saw her eyes were closed. Her body was pressed against him, leading him to believe she might be asleep. His hand slowly withdrew from under her tank top and rested on her warm abdomen. Tommy's hand slowly moved upwards, and when it touched his bare skin, he felt a jolt, as if he were being electrocuted; his semen was about to ejaculate into his pants. He took a deep breath, then flipped his hand upwards and grabbed his mother's breast. He waited for her reaction, which felt like an eternity. She didn't react, so he began to knead it. He gently lifted her full breast, feeling its softness and elasticity. He worried that she might wake up at any moment.

At that moment, Susan's brain was flushed, and she felt dizzy. She couldn't react immediately. She knew she should stop him, but she was controlled by her desire and the alcohol. Susan could feel her shorts getting wet and worried that her juices would flow.

Tommy became bolder. After kneading one breast, he kneaded the other. He slowly lowered his arm, letting her lie on her side in his arms, her back pressed against his throbbing penis. When he saw that her eyes were still closed, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he shifted his gaze, staring at his hand playing with her breasts inside her vest.

Susan lay there as still as she could, letting her son fondle her breasts. She could feel his erect penis pressing against her back, and it was throbbing. It felt enormous. She controlled her breathing, trying to shift her hips.

Tommy kneaded her breasts for a while, then turned his attention to the hard nipples. He suddenly remembered that the nipple in his hand was the one he had suckled as a baby. Suddenly, he wanted to see them. He slowly pulled her vest up until a huge breast was exposed before him. His eyes widened, staring at the white, tender breasts and the hard, pink nipples. He reached out and gently grabbed them, the white flesh squeezing out between his fingers, a sight that captivated him.

Susan had to stop him now. She shifted her body, feeling Tommy immediately withdraw his hand and pull her vest back down. Then she sat up and rubbed her eyes. “I must have fallen asleep. I’m sorry, I tend to fall asleep easily when I drink. How long have I been asleep?”

“Hmm… not long.”

“Let’s take a walk,” Susan said, standing up. Suddenly, she felt dizzy and almost collapsed.

Tommy immediately stood up and helped her.

They walked hand in hand down a path from the hillside toward the lake. Tommy couldn’t hide the bulge in his crotch. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. He shook his head, thinking he must have been dreaming.

Susan’s eyes kept glancing down, staring at her son’s crotch. Seeing his erect penis twitching under his pants, she felt guilty.

Soon, they reached a small clearing by the lake.

“Let’s sit here, Mom.”

“Oh, no, you’ll get my shorts dirty.”

“Sit here,” Tommy said, taking off his shirt and spreading it on the floor. Now he stood beside her in shorts and sandals, his strong chest bare.

“Wow, you’ve got muscles,” Susan said, staring at her son’s pectoral muscles. As she sat down, she felt a twitch in her swollen, excited vulva.

“From training.”

“You’re great,” Susan said, sitting on Tommy’s shirt. She felt the seams of her shorts digging into her vulva, and she closed her eyes in pleasure.

“Thanks,” Tommy said, sitting down beside his mother and pulling her into his arms.

They sat in silence, looking at the vast expanse of shimmering water. They could see small boats in the distance, like specks of water. They could hear the playful sounds of children. At that moment, everything was perfect.

“Mom,” Tommy broke the silence, “um…um…can I kiss you again?”

Susan gasped, startled. She didn’t answer immediately. However, she knew he would bring it up again. She pondered how to politely refuse him without hurting his feelings. She thought of many ways, but none could perfectly resolve the issue. She could almost still feel his hand caressing her breasts, her aroused vulva still dripping with desire. She immediately stopped thinking about how to refuse him and said, “I think I can, but only this once, and never again.”

Tommy’s heart pounded. He nervously pulled his mother close, bringing his lips to hers. When their lips met, he excitedly pulled her into his arms. As soon as her lips parted, he eagerly probed her warm mouth with his tongue. He could taste the wine-like aroma in her saliva. As his tongue withdrew, his mother immediately slid her tongue into his mouth. He sucked on her tongue, making her moan softly. They kissed passionately. Tommy reached under his mother's vest again, grabbing her breast.

This time Susan wasn't pretending to be asleep, but she still didn't stop him.

He groaned as he squeezed her breast. He pinched her nipple with his fingers, and his mother moaned softly, pressing her breast against his hand. They continued their passionate kissing, their lips almost swollen.

Finally, Susan pushed him away, gasping for breath. "Tommy, we can't do this, we...we...we have to stop."

Her tone didn't seem to stop Tommy. He pushed her down to the floor, leaning over her and kissing her again. Her weak resistance was futile. He had pulled her vest up, exposing her breasts, her sensitive nipples hardening immediately at the cool breeze. He stopped kissing, sat up, and looked down at his mother's beautiful, full breasts.

"My God, they're so beautiful," Tommy said, leaning down as if to kiss them.

“No, Tommy, don’t,” Susan said, shoving Tommy away.

Tommy fell to the ground, his chest heaving with each breath, his eyes staring up at the sky. “I…

I’m such an idiot, Mom. I always mess things up. I’m sorry.”

Susan sat up, pulled her vest back up, and looked at her son. She was furious that she had lost control. It was my fault, not Tommy’s, she thought. I’m an adult, I shouldn’t let him lead me astray.

She looked down at her son’s strong chest, sighed, and her gaze drifted down to the bulge in his shorts.

“You’re not an idiot, Tommy. You’re the best son, I love you so much,” Susan whispered, then moved closer to him and rested her head on his chest. Her face was pressed against his warm skin. She could feel his heart pounding. Slowly, she relaxed, placing her hand on his abdomen and stroking it downwards. She was surprised by his well-defined abs, her gaze lingering on them. When Susan's hand touched his belt, she paused, as if making a decision, then began to unbutton his shorts.

Tommy lay there motionless, incredibly excited, even more so than in his dreams. "Mom," he whispered.

"Shh..." Susan shushed him as she unbuttoned his shorts, then pulled down the zipper. She hesitated for a moment, then her hand trembled as she reached into his shorts and grasped his erect penis.

"Oh..." he couldn't help but groan.

Susan pulled his stiff penis out of his shorts, exposing it to the bright sunlight. "Oh!"

she exclaimed, staring at her son's penis. The glans was swollen and engorged, and clear pre-ejaculate was seeping from the urethral opening. She felt his penis burning hot in her hand. As she began to stroke her son's penis up and down, she felt as if she were falling into a whirlpool, her body spinning and falling downwards.

Tommy shuddered; he felt his penis being forcefully stroked by his mother. A glistening fluid dripped from the tip of his wet, sticky glans. She then smeared the fluid all over the glans, making it shimmer in the sunlight. She gently stroked his penis; he lost control, groaning in pleasure, and gushes of fluid seeped from the urethral opening, dripping down and wetting her entire hand. Susan released his penis, slowly and tremblingly placing her fluid-covered hand to her lips. At that moment, a long, clear stream of fluid connected Susan's lips to her son's penis. She pressed her head against his chest, slowly lowering it.

She's not… Tommy thought, feeling his mother's head move.

Susan knew how wrong, how crazy she was doing, but she didn't stop. She smeared his fluid on her palm, then grasped his burning penis in her hand. Her head continued to move downwards, her eyes fixed on her hand, making it seem as if it weren't hers. This isn't real, she told herself. The penis she was holding wasn't her son's.

Suddenly, Tommy gasped, his hips thrusting upwards.

Susan gasped as a stream of white semen shot from the glans, powerfully splashing onto her face and neck. Facing the oncoming semen, she screamed with excitement, the semen dripping down her neck.

She immediately grasped her son's ejaculating penis again, stroking it vigorously, semen splashing before her eyes, covering his chest and abdomen. The semen was right in front of her. Susan could smell it. Then, her body convulsed, her legs clamping tightly together. She too reached orgasm, her body trembling uncontrollably with the rhythm of Tommy's ejaculation.

After a while, everything quieted down, broken only by the chirping of birds in the woods and the heavy breathing of the mother and son. Susan then lifted her head, lying on her back, her chest rising and falling with her breath. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. "Oh my god, what would I do if he didn't ejaculate?" she asked herself.

"I think we should go back," Susan said, sitting up. She glanced down at his semen-stained abdomen and shuddered. She could feel the semen on her face cooling and starting to dry.

"Mom, I'm...I'm sorry," Tommy said, feeling ashamed that he hadn't controlled himself and had ejaculated on her face. Tommy stared shyly at his mother's wet cheeks and the streak of semen on her neck.

"Pick up your shirt, let's go."

Tommy picked up his shirt, glancing hesitantly at his mother's semen-stained cheeks and neck. "Use this to wipe it off?" he asked, holding his shirt to his mother.

“No, I’m fine. Don’t get your shirt dirty,” Susan said. She felt the semen trickling down her neck and onto her breasts. It was a little unusual, but she liked it. She didn’t want to wipe it off. Bob used to ejaculate on her face all the time, and Susan wouldn’t wipe it off, letting it air dry.

They walked down the path, Susan swinging her hand, deliberately rubbing it against her son’s. She looked straight ahead, silently taking his hand and holding it tightly.

Tommy finally felt a sense of relief.

They walked hand in hand back to where they had been sitting. They gathered their blankets and belongings and drove home in silence. Both mother and son were overwhelmed with thoughts.

Susan had been very busy this week. She had to work late and sometimes bring unfinished work home. Tommy had also been busy finishing his new school’s football history materials, so they hadn’t had time to talk about what happened in the park last weekend. They didn’t know how to talk to each other about it, so they used the opportunity to reflect on their own.

Susan felt guilty about what had happened. She felt as if she had defiled her son's innocence.

Tommy was worried that his mother would be angry with him for their relationship progressing this far. But she didn't seem angry, and their conversation at dinner seemed normal.

He also felt incredibly childish for not controlling himself and ejaculating on her face. She wouldn't wipe the semen off her face and refused the shirt he offered her.

On Friday night, Tommy mustered the courage to ask his mother if she wanted to go out with him. But when Susan told him they should sit down and talk, he suddenly became worried.

After a quiet dinner, Susan called Tommy to the living room.

It was bound to happen, Tommy thought to himself.

Susan sat on the sofa and patted the seat next to Tommy, who was sitting opposite her. She took a deep breath and looked into her son's eyes. "Tommy, I feel terrible about what happened last weekend."

"Mom...I...I...um..." Tommy was interrupted.

“Let me say it,” Susan said, taking her son’s hands in hers. “I apologize for what happened at the lake. A mother shouldn’t do that to her son. I drank too much, but that’s no excuse. What I did wasn’t what a mother should do. I…I…” Susan sobbed.

“Mom, you have nothing to apologize for. It’s all because of me, and I feel ashamed,” Tommy said, hugging his mother tightly.

Tommy held his mother for a long time, then suddenly felt he should tell her how he felt.

“Mom, no matter whose fault it was, I…I…I have to tell you, that was the best thing that ever happened to me,” Tommy said, cupping his mother’s tear-streaked face in his hands. “I will never, ever make you sad again…and I will never let you cry again.” Tommy could no longer hold back his tears.

“Oh, Tommy, I love you.”

Tommy gently kissed her lips. He straightened up, cupped her face in his hands, and wiped away her tears with his thumbs. “I promise you, I’ll try harder to control myself,” he promised her.

“I’ll try harder to control myself too,” Susan said, a slight smile appearing on her face.

Tommy smiled back at her, jokingly saying, “But you have to remember I’m still an easily excitable little boy.”

Susan frowned. Suddenly, she burst out laughing. Tommy laughed along with her, and they almost fell off their seats laughing.

Tommy stopped laughing and smiled at his mother, saying, “Shall we go on another date?”

“You’re hopeless.”

“I know. That’s what you love about me. Let’s go on another date, please!”

“Okay, but you have to promise me you’ll behave,” Susan said softly.

“I promise you I will,” he replied cheerfully.

“Wait a minute, let’s make a deal.”

“No problem, a hundred rules are fine,” Tommy replied, waiting for her to agree to all her rules. “Tell me quickly.”

“I don’t know either, but the most important thing is that we have to control ourselves. Don’t let things get any worse.”

“You mean you’re no longer teaching me how to date girls?”

Susan was silent for a moment. She knew she was in a very dangerous situation. At this moment, her rational mind strongly urged her to stop this appointment with her son. However, in the end, her emotions didn’t prevail. She said, “No, I mean we should stop immediately when we should stop. No matter what you’re doing, no matter how difficult it is, if I say stop, you stop immediately. Agree?” Susan felt a surge of excitement.

Tommy was so happy he wanted to scream. He wanted to be overjoyed. This was something he hadn’t expected at all.

He calmed himself down, controlled his excited voice, and said, “That’s enough, I’ll follow your instructions completely. Shall we go out together tomorrow?”

Susan took a deep breath and said, “Okay, tomorrow then.” The following

evening, they went out for dinner together and then went home together. Tommy didn't ask to kiss her again, or do anything to her while she had drunk wine. He was a gentleman all evening, except for wanting to see under Susan's skirt.

When Susan's eyes met his, she said, "Behave yourself." He was well-behaved throughout, but she was a little disappointed.

The June evening was a bit chilly out of season, so while Susan went upstairs to change, Tommy lit a fire in the fireplace. Then he went into the kitchen to get his mother a bottle of wine and an empty glass. He went back to get himself a can of Coke. Then he turned on the CD player and played a soft song. He also lit several scented candles around the room.

He sat on the sofa, and then he saw Susan come down the stairs. She was wearing a sky-blue silk pajama top and blouse. The color of her clothes complemented her beautiful blue eyes. Tommy whistled and handed her a glass of wine.

"Want to dance?" “Tommy asked. “I’m not very good at dancing, but I learn quickly.”

“Great! But I imagine you’re terrible at it?”

“I’m terrible at it,” Tommy smiled shyly.

“Well, I guess this is a good lesson for you,” Susan said, taking a quick sip of wine and placing the glass on the table. “Your father was incredibly clumsy, but he was very hardworking, and just when he was almost there, he…” Susan’s voice choked. She stepped forward and pulled her son into her arms, resting her head on his shoulder.

After a moment, she realized she shouldn’t dwell on the past. She looked up at her son and smiled slightly. “You really need a good lesson,” she teased. “The first thing you need to remember now is not to step on your partner’s feet.”

“Oh, Mom, I know.”

They danced for about an hour. Susan taught him how to hold his partner and how to move his feet smoothly. Tommy was clever; he picked up the dance moves very quickly. Finally, they got tired and sat down on the sofa together. "

That was great, Mom, thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Anything you like, honey."

“Um… I… my friends often talk about things. You know, things about girls. They… together… talk about… oral sex.”

Oh, here we go again! Susan thought to herself.

“I… I… I’m just curious if girls really like that… um… tell me.”

Tommy asked his mother directly, his voice trembling with nervousness. Suddenly he stopped, his face turning bright red. “I… I’m sorry, Mom, I shouldn’t have asked you something like that.”

“Of course you can ask. I should teach you something else,” Susan said, suddenly feeling like a teacher.

Tommy relaxed at his mother’s response and continued, half-jokingly, “I know a lot of girls who have done that, but do they really like it? I mean… you know, do they like to eat those things?” His classmates at school often talked about this, and he was just curious to know if women really enjoyed it.

“Um… I think some girls do like it. Your dad and I…” Susan trailed off, not wanting to share her private matters with her son. “I can tell some girls really like it, but I can’t be sure if they all enjoy eating it. But I think it’s like if there’s a bottle of whiskey in front of you, you wouldn’t waste it, would you?” Susan paused for a moment to let him understand. Then she continued, “It’s the same principle, so of course they wouldn’t waste those delicious things, you know?”

“Really! I… I’ve seen it in movies, but I thought it was just for movies,” he said, shocked.

“But you have to remember that when men and women have sex, it’s not just about themselves,” Susan said, almost angrily. Then her tone softened. “Men should willingly give women oral sex, and women should reciprocate. A man who is good at oral sex will have many girlfriends.” Susan chuckled self-deprecatingly, her body trembling slightly, a small wave of pleasure washing over her.

Tommy sat there thinking, feeling his already erect penis begin to twitch. What he was hearing was so interesting. “Mom,” Tommy said, then hesitated and stopped.

“What’s wrong?”

“Mom, you’ve already told me how to date girls, will you tell me…tell me…what you know about oral sex? I…I mean…how those girls do it?” Tommy asked his mother, taking a huge risk. He thought his mother would see right through him.

Susan sat there in silence for a while. She held her wine glass, her eyes fixed on the swirling liquid. She felt a shiver run through her. “Tommy, I think this question goes against our agreement.”

“Really? I was just asking casually. Did I hurt you?” Tommy said, pretending he was joking with his mother.

“No, not at all, but it reminds me of the past,” Susan said, placing her glass on the coffee table. She leaned against Tommy and cupped his head in her hands, bringing it to her lips. She thought this kiss had been going on all night. But Tommy was being too gentlemanly.

They embraced and kissed passionately for a long time. Finally, Susan felt Tommy’s hand on her breast through her silk nightgown. Susan thought to herself, it’s time to stop. Then he grasped her soft breast, and Susan couldn't help but open her lips and let out a soft moan into her son's mouth. To her surprise, Tommy slowly unbuttoned her nightgown, from top to bottom. Susan then opened her nightgown and pressed her naked body against her son. They breathed and moaned softly, their lips pressed together.

Finally, they separated, both panting heavily. At this moment, a flame of desire burned in Susan's eyes.

Tommy's eyes were wide open, staring down at his mother's bare breasts. He lowered his head and kissed down her neck, feeling her hands gently cupping his face.

Susan cupped Tommy's face in her hands, her eyes fixed on him. Oh God, she thought, how could I refuse this boy? Her eyes remained fixed on him, her hand reaching down to his crotch, gently rubbing his penis. It throbbed and swelled in his pants. Susan grabbed it, taking a breath to calm herself. She gripped his penis, feeling its immense size.

A chorus of protests echoed in Susan's mind… Stop! Stop!

Just then, Tommy felt his mother's hand on his waist. His heart began to pound wildly.

Susan straightened up and unbuckled her son's shorts belt. Then, she slid off the sofa and sat on the floor between his legs, her top open in front of him. She reached up and grabbed the belt of his shorts, pulling it down. Tommy sat there, eyes wide, staring down at his mother.

"Could you lift yourself up a little?" Susan said.

Tommy snapped back to reality, lifting his buttocks off the sofa so his mother could pull his shorts down to his bare feet.

Susan sat up, taking another deep breath to calm herself. Now, her son was naked from the waist down, his erect penis throbbing in front of her. She paused deliberately, waiting a moment. He had ejaculated so quickly in the park; she didn't really want to see that happen again. His penis looked incredibly beautiful, incredibly perfect. It was thicker and longer than his father's, with clearly visible, intertwined blue veins, and a large, dazzling glans at the tip. Susan placed her hands on his thighs, slowly moving them toward his penis. She gazed at his phallus in amazement. Slowly, she gently grasped it with both hands, as if it were a rare piece of porcelain.

Tommy groaned, his body shuddering.

"Don't be nervous, I don't want you to ejaculate so quickly again. A wonderful oral sex experience should be savored slowly,"

Susan said, guiding his glistening penis toward her mouth.

Tommy almost reached orgasm upon hearing his mother's words. His body began to tremble.

Susan licked the glans with her tongue, then tasted his fluids; she found it delicious.

Tommy groaned again.

She licked the sensitive area along the base of his glans with her wet tongue. Susan was very careful, afraid of stimulating him too much. From their experience at the park last weekend, she knew he ejaculated very quickly.

Susan gently sucked on the glans, then lightly bit it with her teeth. Susan loved oral sex. She was the kind of woman who, as she put it, enjoyed eating semen. It was one of the things she liked to do with Tommy's father. And she was very good at it. Tonight, she was going to give her son a wonderful orgasm, then isolate him for a while, letting him suffer through that time.

Tommy watched in amazement as his beautiful mother sucked on his penis with ecstasy. She seemed to be in her own world. He saw her lick his penis with her tongue, then take the glans into her mouth. With each deep thrust of her penis into his mouth, he felt so good that he almost groaned. Several times, as he trembled and approached orgasm, his mother would immediately grip the base of his penis tightly until he regained control. It was the most unbelievable feeling he had ever experienced.

Susan performed oral sex on him for about half an hour. She knew Tommy couldn't hold on much longer. And in fact, it was she who couldn't hold on any longer. At this moment, she desperately wanted him to ejaculate; she wanted to taste his delicious semen. It had been a long time since she had tasted semen. Years ago, Susan had developed a liking for it.

In this tense moment, Tommy longed to thrust his penis deep into his mother's mouth, but he remained seated, letting her guide him.

Susan straightened up, her hand gripping the base of his penis tightly, and she licked the glans with her tongue.

She looked up at her son, seeing him still staring at her with wide eyes. Then she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to his glans. She quickly stroked his penis up and down a few times. This was enough to bring him to orgasm.

Tommy felt like his head was about to explode. He yelled loud enough for his neighbors to hear, his hips jerking off the sofa.

Susan was shocked by the force of his ejaculation. She looked up, but her mouth was still on his glans. The hot semen shot through her throat, instantly choking her. Before his second ejaculation, she quickly swallowed it. Wave after wave of semen poured into her mouth. She tried her best to swallow, but there was too much; some spilled from the corners of her mouth, dripping down onto her son's testicles. Thick, white semen dripped from her chin, and Susan felt that familiar sensation return to her vagina. She swallowed another mouthful of semen and reached orgasm. Her vagina twitched and her body began to tremble. She paused for a moment, no longer swallowing his semen. As her mouth filled with semen, she immediately realized and swallowed the sticky substance in her mouth.

Tommy felt like he was about to die from pleasure. He had never felt anything so intense. He could hardly believe he was still alive, sitting on the sofa, ejaculating into his mother's mouth. And she was swallowing it! He could hear the straining sounds she made as she swallowed. Now he knew his mother was right; some girls did enjoy eating semen.

When Tommy had no more semen to ejaculate, Susan released his exhausted penis and licked the semen off his testicles with her tongue.

Tommy lay exhausted on the sofa. When he opened his eyes, he saw his mother's beautiful blue eyes looking at him. Her mouth and chin were covered in his thick, white semen, but she had swallowed almost all of it. Tommy couldn't help but reach down and lift his mother up.

Susan was surprised when Tommy kissed her. They shared a sweet, passionate kiss.

Tommy and his mother both realized that the boundaries between them had been crossed, and there was no going back. Susan just hoped her relationship with her son wouldn't progress any further. However, she knew it would be very difficult. After all, she was a woman, a woman with needs. She didn't know if he would be satisfied with just oral sex and wouldn't ask for anything more.

The next morning, she was putting on makeup in the bathroom, wearing only a bra and panties. It was Saturday, and she didn't have to go to work. She looked in the mirror and saw Tommy peeking at her through the slightly ajar door. She sighed and turned to face him.

Tommy smiled slightly and opened the door. "Good morning, Mom," he said, stepping into the bathroom.

"Good morning, darling." Susan gently kissed his lips, then turned back to continue putting on makeup.

Tommy stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

She saw him staring at her naked body in the mirror. Her nipples, hidden beneath the thin bra, began to harden. Then she saw his hands slowly caress her from her abdomen upwards. As his hands touched her breasts through her skin, he nuzzled his cheek against her neck, then kissed her neck. She trembled and whispered, "Tommy." However, her words carried no warning, and she didn't make him stop.

Slowly, Tommy slipped his hands under her bra. "I want to see your breasts," he whispered.

His mother only let out a soft moan, and he mustered his courage to push up the bra, revealing her breasts. "Oh, God," he exclaimed when he saw his two enormous breasts exposed in the mirror. He immediately grabbed her soft breasts and kneaded them forcefully.

"Tommy," Susan groaned, completely losing her will to resist. She could feel her son's erect penis pressing against her back. She took a deep breath and turned in Tommy's arms. She saw him smile slightly at her, then he lowered his head, closed his eyes, and kissed her lips. Susan didn't let him kiss her; instead, she knelt down.

She eagerly unfastened his shorts and pulled them down. His erect penis sprang out and hit her face, causing Susan to cry out. He wasn't wearing underwear.

"Oh, Mom," he groaned as his mother took his penis into her mouth and began to suckle.

Tommy thrust his hips, pushing his penis deep into her throat. He saw her sucking his penis, her face beaming with pleasure. Tommy quickly reached his climax. "Mom," he hissed. She ignored him, and he called out again, "Mom!"

Susan, with her son's penis in her mouth, groaned and looked up at him.

"Mom...can I...breasts?"

Susan's eyes widened in surprise. Good heavens, he looked so much like his father. This was something he used to love doing to her. Susan slowly released the penis from her mouth. She looked up and smiled slightly at Tommy.

Then she kissed the head of his penis tenderly, then arched her back until his penis was nestled between her breasts. She reached behind her to unhook her bra and tossed it to the floor. Next, Susan grabbed a tube of face cream from the counter. Without a word, she squeezed some between her breasts, then pressed his penis between her breasts, squeezing them together.

“Oh…” Tommy groaned in pleasure, his penis feeling incredibly good as it was squeezed between her breasts.

He watched excitedly as she slid her breasts up and down, kissing the head as it slid in and out. Tommy knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. This was insane. He thrust rapidly, his penis moving in and out of his mother’s breasts so quickly she could no longer kiss the head.

Susan pressed her breasts together, gripping her son’s penis tightly, and looked up to see his blissful expression. Then she saw his face tense up; she knew he was about to climax and ejaculate.

“Oh my god, Mom… I’m going to… oh… I’m coming…” Suddenly, Tommy’s penis twitched, and a stream of semen shot into the air, splashing onto his mother’s chin and dripping down her chest. Then, stream after stream of semen gushed out, all splashing onto her chest. As the ejaculation stopped, some semen remained, slowly dripping from the urethra.

After the last drop of semen was released, Tommy swayed and took a step back. He saw his mother looking at her semen-covered breasts. Then he saw her smear the sticky semen onto her skin.

Susan was completely absorbed in what she was doing. A few minutes later, realizing Tommy was watching her, she stood up. “I need to put on makeup now, so please give me some private time.”

“Um… okay.”

As soon as Tommy left, Susan immediately closed the door. She pulled down her panties and began masturbating with her semen-covered hands. She used her other hand to knead her semen-covered breasts until she reached a powerful orgasm.

Finally, Susan sighed, pulled up her panties, and put on her bra over her still-wet breasts. She was surprised; she didn't feel as guilty as before. It seemed that after each encounter with her son, she felt less guilty. This worried her.

The following evening, Susan and Tommy were invited to their neighbor's house for a graduation party. Susan found a low-cut black mini-dress to wear. The dress was revealing, so she had to wear a bra to prevent most of her breasts from being exposed.

As Tommy complained about wearing a bow tie, he saw his mother come down the stairs, and his mouth fell silent. His eyes were fixed on her exposed breasts. "Wow, Mom!" he exclaimed, unsure how to compliment his mother.

"Are you complimenting me?" she laughed. "Let's go."

Susan and Tommy walked down the street to Wilson's house. The house was very large, with a circular driveway in front. In the backyard, nestled among trimmed hedges, was a very large, secluded swimming pool. It was the largest house in the neighborhood, and located on the edge of town.

Shirley Wilson greeted them at the door. She hugged Susan, then kissed Tommy on the cheek and invited them inside. Many people had already arrived. Soon, several women Susan knew called her over to chat. He was left to wander around alone. He recognized some children, but not many adults. Several teenage girls approached Tommy to talk, but he only exchanged a few words with them. He kept an eye on his mother.

Occasionally, Susan would look around for Tommy. She noticed him watching her, smiled, and gestured for him to go to the girls. Tommy shook his head, indicating he didn't want to go there, and she pouted angrily.

In the first hour of the party, Susan drank a great deal of wine. As soon as her glass was empty, someone immediately refilled it for her. Soon, she felt dizzy.

When she looked around for Tommy again, she saw him standing by the sliding glass door to the pool.

She saw him beckon her to come to him. Sensing something was wrong, she shook her head, indicating she wouldn't go, and smiled at him from the side. Every few minutes she looked at him, and he gestured for her to come with him. Finally, she gave up and went to him.

"Let's go outside for some fresh air," Tommy said, leading his mother out through the glass door.

It was a beautiful moonlit night, and fireflies twinkled and chirped in the cloudless sky. Tommy and Susan walked along the sidewalk into the trimmed hedge. As they reached the innermost part, Tommy suddenly pulled his mother aside. He immediately pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

"Tommy… mmm…" Susan moaned in protest. This was too dangerous, she thought. But she couldn't resist him; his tongue was already teasing her mouth. Soon, Susan gave up resisting, her body going limp in Tommy's strong embrace. She felt his hands stroking down her bare back, grasping her buttocks.

Tommy thrust his lower body towards her, letting her know he was very excited.

Susan moaned, offering her lower body to him.

"Mommy, I want that," Tommy gasped as their lips parted after a passionate kiss. "Every time I look at you, I have this urge to rush over and kiss you."

The kiss and the alcohol made Susan feel dizzy. She offered her lips again, this time their kiss lasting longer. When she teased his tongue into her mouth, he immediately sucked on it. Their lower bodies pressed tightly together, and she moaned. He reached his hands under the back of her skirt, kneading her soft, smooth buttocks forcefully.

Tommy pulled one hand back, touching Susan's bare thigh.

"Tommy," Susan exclaimed, feeling his palm slowly stroking upwards from her thigh. Ignoring her own warnings, she slightly parted her legs. "Oh, God," she murmured as his hand touched her genitals.

Tommy was thrilled when he first touched a woman's private parts. His fingers immediately began to explore the wet, swollen labia. Then, one of his fingers touched a small opening dripping with vaginal fluid.

"Tommy, Tommy, please," Susan pleaded, as if begging him not to stop. "Oh..."

A long, pleasurable moan escaped her slightly upturned lips as his fingers slowly penetrated her.

Soon, Tommy's hand was soaked with his mother's vaginal fluid. He moved his fingers in and out, feeling the heat and smoothness inside. Just as she was about to resist, he inserted another finger into her vagina. He heard her moan again and felt her hips thrust downwards, causing both of his fingers to penetrate deeply.

Susan could no longer restrain herself. Her hips began to move up and down, her vagina stroking her son's fingers. She felt extremely dizzy. After a few moments, her body began to tremble.

Tommy was a little surprised that his mother was trembling. Suddenly, he realized she had reached orgasm under his fingers. He smiled slightly and forcefully thrust two of his fingers inside her, making a loud "snap" sound in the unusually quiet night.

When Susan's trembling stopped, she almost collapsed into Tommy's arms.

Tommy looked over the fence and didn't see anyone else coming out of the house. He placed his hands on his mother's shoulders and gently pressed her down. "Suck me," he hissed as he pressed her to her knees.

Susan knelt on the cool grass, still feeling dizzy. "Tommy, this is crazy," she said, looking up at him, her eyes flashing with desire in the moonlight. And, as she spoke, she had already unzipped his pants.

Tommy peered over the fence again to make sure no one was coming out. He turned back and saw his mother grasping his large penis in her hand, opening her mouth to take it in. "Ah..." he couldn't help but groan as his penis entered her mouth.

The fragrant scent of his penis also made Susan groan. She felt Tommy's hands gripping her head. He was moving her head back and forth. At this moment, her hands also started stroking, wanting him to ejaculate quickly.

Although the alcohol had numbed Susan's brain and made her feel dizzy, she knew they were in danger and could be discovered at any moment.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before Tommy was about to ejaculate into his mother's mouth. But suddenly, he had another unusual and obscene idea. He pulled back and with a pop, pulled his penis out of her mouth.

Susan looked up at him in surprise. Then, she saw him pulling down the straps of her skirt and the bra straps from her arms. "What are you doing?" she whispered in fear.

Tommy didn't answer her. He pulled them down until her breasts fell out of her bra. He grabbed his penis, leaned towards her, and whispered excitedly, "Give me a handjob, let me ejaculate into your bra."

"Oh, Tommy, no!" Susan cried out in protest. But she still reached for his penis and began to stroke it. She stroked it rapidly, her fists growing larger. "Coming

, coming," Tommy groaned, his legs tensing.

Susan gasped. She couldn't believe what she was doing was arousing her. When she heard Tommy about to ejaculate, she immediately aimed the head of his penis at one of the cups of her bra. She watched as the thick, white semen sprayed into her bra, her body trembling. Several spurts of semen coated the inner pad of that cup, and Susan immediately aimed the head of his penis at the other cup. Soon, Tommy's thick semen flowed down and gathered in the middle of the bra.

Suddenly, a sound came from the other side of the house.

The sound drew closer, and Susan quickly pulled her skirt straps back up and pulled up her bra straps, tucking her breasts further into the damp bra. She couldn't help but moan as she felt Tommy's warm semen on her nipples. Then she helped Tommy tuck his penis back into his pants. Just as they stood up and stepped out from behind the fence, Shirley Wilson and a friend came up to them.

"Oh, I told you you were here," Shirley said. "I told Meg I saw you and Tommy coming out together."

"Um...yes, I...and Tommy came out for some fresh air."

"Come with me, Meg and I have something to ask you."

Tommy watched the two women and his mother leave. He smiled slightly. Good heavens, they almost found out!

he thought with a jolt.

Susan followed them back into the house. She could feel the tips of her breasts seemingly soaked in her son's semen, and the thought made her wet, soaking her panties. She could even smell the fragrance of semen, and she desperately wanted no one else to smell it. Susan knew she had to get away from them as soon as possible and find a bathroom to release her rekindled desire.
05-05

8 After the party incident, Susan and Tommy gradually adapted to their new relationship. Susan still knew it was wrong, but she no longer blamed herself. She considered her son's requests normal. This became their little secret.

Whenever one of them had free time, they would immediately go to the other. However, it always seemed to happen when Susan was putting on makeup, and Tommy would come to her and start a conversation. It didn't take long for his intentions to become clear; he wanted more than just a simple chat. Susan rarely refused his requests.

Every morning, as Susan got ready for work, he would show her his erect penis. Without hesitation, she would take it into her mouth, and a moment later, she would swallow his semen. Many nights they would do it again. If they missed a morning or evening, she would feel incredibly disappointed. She felt as if she were addicted to eating her son's semen.

About a week later, one morning, Susan had just finished showering and was wearing her bathrobe. Just as she took her underwear from the drawer, Tommy knocked on her bedroom door. Susan let him in.

"Good morning, Mom," Tommy greeted his mother cheerfully, sitting on the bed.

"Hello, darling."

"What are we doing today?" Tommy asked, staring intently at his mother.

"There's a lot of work to do in the yard, so I think we'd better stay home and finish it."

"Well, annoying," Tommy said, feigning annoyance.

Susan untied her bathrobe and pulled it to the floor, standing naked in front of Tommy without any shame.

“My God, you’re so beautiful,” he said sincerely.

“Thank you,” Susan whispered. Now, standing naked before him, she felt no more embarrassment. As she bent down to put on her underwear, she saw his eyes fixed on her large breasts swaying beneath her. She slowly pulled up her shorts, enjoying the thrill of being stared at naked by a man. When the smooth underwear was up to her thighs, she turned her back to him. She heard him gasp. Beneath her shapely buttocks lay a full, alluring vulva, the pubic hair still damp and glistening.

Tommy’s penis had been erect before he came in, but now it throbbed within his tight underwear, as if trying to break free. As his mother went to get her bra, he unzipped his pants and pulled his penis out.

This time it was Susan’s turn to gasp, for as she turned around, she saw him gripping his erect penis. Each time she saw it again, it seemed a little bigger than before. She stood motionless, swallowing hard, her bra in her hand, watching him slowly masturbate. In Susan's more than ten years of marriage, she had never seen her husband masturbate. Sometimes she asked him to masturbate in front of her, but he would refuse. He said it would embarrass him. Clearly, Tommy didn't have the same problem as his father.

Tommy stared at his mother's face as she watched him masturbate. He felt an incredible excitement as he masturbated under her gaze. "Do you like watching me masturbate?" Tommy asked breathlessly.

Just as Susan was about to answer, her throat suddenly went dry. "Yes," she choked out in a hoarse whisper.

"Then sit down and I'll show you."

Susan stepped back until she sat down in a chair, her eyes never leaving Tommy.

Tommy stood up and slowly took off his shirt. Then he unbuttoned his shorts, grabbing them with both hands to pull them down. Suddenly, he turned his back to his mother. As if performing a striptease, he slowly pulled his shorts down to his buttocks. Tommy and his mother were both shocked by his audacious act.

Susan sat there, mesmerized, watching her son undress before her. The last time she'd seen Tommy completely naked was when he was just a child. Now, as Tommy pulled his shorts down to his ankles and kicked them away, standing naked before her, she thought, he was no longer a child. She scrutinized his naked body from behind. His shoulders were broad and strong, his waist narrow, and his glutes were muscular from regular soccer training. And his glutes were the best part of his body. They looked firm and well-defined. His thighs were strong, without an ounce of excess fat. He'd be a sight to behold in a striptease, Susan thought.

Slowly, Tommy turned around. His penis was throbbing, and a long, clear stream of pre-ejaculate hung from the tip of the glans. Tommy started masturbating again. More fluid gushed out, forming a silvery trail that fell to the floor. "Oh God, Mom, I'm going to cum," he warned. His hand moved rapidly up and down until his thighs tensed. Just as he was about to ejaculate, he grabbed the glans with one hand and aimed it at his other hand. Suddenly, his penis twitched, and a large amount of semen shot out.

Susan watched with fascination and excitement as her son ejaculated into his own hand. She saw his palm covered in a white pool of semen, and more was seeping out from between his fingers and around his hand. With a groan from Susan, she immediately knelt on the floor and licked up the semen that was still flowing from his hand. As soon as Tommy finished ejaculating, Susan grabbed his semen-covered hand and poured it into her mouth.

In another similar incident, just as Susan was about to leave for work, her son caught up with her. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately.

“Tommy, I’m all done with my makeup,” she protested. But he ignored her, continuing to kiss her lips, then her face, then her neck.

“Suck it!” he commanded.

Susan groaned and immediately knelt before her son. She put down her briefcase and grasped his penis. She deftly licked the tip of his glans with her tongue, drawing the newly released fluid into her mouth. The stimulation of his sensitive glans by her wet tongue made him groan softly. Then she took the entire glans into her mouth. She groaned softly as she sucked on the glans.

Tommy cupped his mother’s cheeks in his hands. He thrust his hips, and he could see his penis sliding beneath her cheeks. He could feel it as she sucked it deep into her throat, his thumb pressing against her cheek. Susan sucked on Tommy’s penis

until she felt him nearing orgasm. Just as she was about to swallow his semen, she felt his hands push against her shoulders. Surprisingly, she let him pull his penis out of her mouth and stood up. She offered no further resistance when he kissed her. Her makeup could be touched up later.

As their bodies glued together, Susan could feel his erect penis pressing against her lower abdomen. They pressed their genitals tightly against each other. She knew there would be a wet stain on the front of her skirt. She felt Tommy pull up her skirt, and her body trembled. However, as he grasped his penis and tried to insert it between her legs, she could no longer remain silent and cried out, "Tommy, no!" Suddenly, she realized how lucky she was; she was wearing underwear. It was the only barrier preventing him from inserting his penis into her vagina. He made no further moves, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't sure if she could stop Tommy from stopping.

"Oh, Mom!" Tommy groaned, thrusting his hips back and forth, pumping his penis between her warm thighs. He could feel the head of his penis penetrating her labia, and the crotch of her panties was quickly soaked with their vaginal fluids.

When Susan realized Tommy was about to ejaculate, she pushed him away.

Tommy thought she was going to kneel down and suck his penis again. However, he was surprised to find her hand reaching down to her crotch, pulling the bottom of her panties to one side of her vulva. At that moment, Tommy thought his mother wanted him to insert his penis.

But Susan had no such intention. She grabbed Tommy's penis and placed it between her wet crotch and her vulva. His penis was inserted into her panties at an odd angle. This caused Susan's labia to part, her slippery flesh gripping his penis, while the soft, soaked panties held it in place. Then she began to thrust her hips back and forth, rubbing his penis with her swollen labia. She knew Tommy wouldn't last long.

After only a few rubs, he could no longer bear the waves of pleasurable pleasure spreading throughout his body from his penis. He groaned, and then his penis convulsed, ejaculating his thick semen into her small red panties.

Susan then also reached orgasm. She felt her son's semen spray onto her vulva, her legs trembled, and her body convulsed. If Tommy hadn't been holding her, she would have collapsed to the floor, exhausted.

When Tommy felt his mother stop trembling, he weakly took a step back.

Susan felt her vision blur. She swayed as she straightened up, leaning against the door. When she caught her breath, she shook her head. Oh God, another step, she thought.

Tommy gave his mother a weak, slight smile. Then he tucked his limp penis back into his shorts and said, "Have a nice day."

Susan picked up her briefcase and opened the door. As she stepped out, she felt a cool breeze on her wet crotch. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should go back inside to wipe herself, but decided to go to work like this. She felt so obscene that her body trembled. Susan left her vulva covered in her son's semen and drove alone to the company.

9 One evening, Susan sat at her desk, still in her work clothes—a white top and a sky-blue skirt. She found herself lost in thought about her relationship with her son, a thought she often found herself pondering. For the past few days, she had felt no guilt whatsoever. Their relationship had completely surpassed what she had imagined. So far, their boundaries had been limited to oral sex and masturbation. A sharp question lingered in her mind: how far would their relationship go? She was increasingly losing control of the situation. Each day, things progressed a step further. It seemed that

almost every time they were together, they never let their hands leave each other's bodies.

He would touch her, or kiss her, and that was it. And she would react, and that was it, and they lost control.

“Hello, Mom,” Tommy said, walking in and sitting down.

“Hello, Tommy. I thought you went to play football with John.”

“I thought so, but he caught a cold, so our date was canceled.”

“That's a shame.”

“It's nothing. I prefer staying home with you.”

Susan looked at him and shook her head. “What should I do with you?” she asked.

“Make love to me,” he said with a smile, opening his arms to her.

Susan put down her pen and went over to sit on Tommy’s lap. She gently kissed his lips and then snuggled into his arms. Suddenly, she felt safe in his embrace.

“Mom, you… um… we’ve… done so much together…” Tommy stammered.

Susan remained silent, surprised and unsure of what he was trying to say.

“You said… um… you said it’s selfish for a man not to reciprocate his partner.”

Instantly, Susan knew what her son wanted. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to. Then she knew that this would take their relationship a big step forward.

“You’ll teach me… teach me… to give you oral sex?”

Susan was silent for a long time. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest.

A huge struggle was raging in her mind. On one hand, they had indeed done so much, and their relationship had progressed so well; how could she refuse him? On the other hand, she was also well aware that if she agreed to his request, their relationship would take a completely new turn. And she knew his mouth would give her incredible pleasure. There must be downsides. What would the consequences be? Who could tell me what to do?

"Don't ask me, I…I don't know, Tommy," she said hesitantly. "Let me think about it."

Tommy's body trembled with excitement. Every time she said this, she agreed to his request after thinking it over. "That's fine," he said, his hand caressing her breasts.

Susan could feel his erect penis pressing against her buttocks. She sighed and slid down from his lap, kneeling between his legs.

Tommy smiled slightly and unzipped his pants. He reached inside and pulled out his engorged penis. As she grasped it with both hands, he immediately grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands away. He straightened up slightly and put the head of his penis into her mouth. He watched his mother perform oral sex on him for a while, then he stood up, his penis still in her mouth.

Susan straightened up, letting Tommy stand in front of her. She knew what he wanted to do; he grabbed her arms and began thrusting his hips. Tommy wanted to shove his thick penis into her mouth, she thought.

As his penis plunged in, a groan escaped from her swollen lips.

Tommy released his mother's hands and grabbed her head. His hips moved back and forth, while his mother's hands gripped her breasts, sometimes kneading them hard, sometimes pinching her long nipples with her fingers. He heard his mother coughing as he fucked her, but she still moved forward, letting his penis slide down her throat.

Somehow, Susan suddenly felt very submissive, a little unlike herself. But at this moment, this was exactly how she felt. She groaned, letting her son fuck her harder. Tommy's movements became faster, saliva began to drip from the corners of her swollen, thin lips.

Tommy spread his legs, knees slightly bent, and thrust his hips rapidly, slamming his penis into her mouth. He gripped her hair with both hands, pumping violently. He felt an unprecedented surge of desire.

Soon, Tommy felt his testicles tighten. He was ready to ejaculate. Suddenly, Tommy pulled his penis away from his mother's mouth. He released his mother's hair, gripping the base of his penis. He didn't want to ejaculate. However, as he looked down, he saw her expectant expression, and he knew he couldn't control himself.

Susan's breathing became rapid. She knelt there, her eyes wide, watching her son's trembling penis, waiting.

As Tommy gripped the base of his penis tightly, he could feel his semen gushing out where his hand was. Suddenly, he roared and released the hand that was gripping his penis. His semen shot into the air above her head and then fell onto her hair. The second spurt of semen shot directly into her face, splattering her forehead and cheeks with sticky white semen. Then another spurt of semen hit her face.

Susan closed her eyes, clamping her thighs tightly together, and she too reached orgasm. As she felt her son's semen spraying onto her face in spurts, her vagina convulsed with pleasure, reaching another climax. She turned her face towards the incoming semen, as if she were in a shower of semen.

Surprisingly, Tommy's orgasm seemed endless, semen dripping from her face, flowing onto her white top and skirt. Finally, his orgasm subsided, his legs gave way, and he slumped into a chair. Through his dazed eyes, he saw his mother wiping the semen from her face into her mouth.

10 The next morning, as they ate breakfast together, Tommy brought up his question again. "Mom, you said you would consider my request, have you thought it through?"

Susan looked at her son and smiled slightly. "Later," she replied curtly. Susan had made up her mind, but she didn't want to tell him her answer yet.

Later, Tommy thought of his mother's words. That meant she agreed. He couldn't contain his joy and smiled.

Susan and Tommy decided to have dinner at their usual restaurant that evening. As usual, Tommy arrived at the living room early to wait for his mother. Then, she came downstairs, wearing high heels and a very short skirt. However, she was wearing a black top with a row of buttons down the front, over a white shirt. From the waist up, she looked like a teacher. But her skirt was far too revealing and sexy. Tommy found her outfit strange, but he said nothing.

When Susan got into the car, she pretended to unconsciously spread her legs, allowing her son a clear view of her pink panties and the white, smooth skin of her thighs peeking out from her stockings. Tommy had once boldly placed his hand on her thigh. He drove with one hand and used the other to push up her skirt, turning his head to look at her panties. Susan let Tommy's hand wander over her thigh, but when he touched her panties, she pressed his hand down, afraid he would be distracted while driving. She took his hand and placed it on her thigh, gently telling him to concentrate on driving.

Susan and Tommy went inside the restaurant and sat at a table that was special to them, a very secluded spot. The two chatted while waiting for the waitress to come and take their order. When the waitress left, Susan said she needed to use the restroom. A few minutes later, she returned and stood next to Tommy. She held out her fist, gesturing for Tommy to open his hand; she had something for him. Susan placed something in his palm, then turned and sat back down.

Tommy frowned at his mother, then opened his hand. When he saw it was a pair of pink panties, he felt his penis twitch and instantly swell inside his pants. It was his mother's panties. Suddenly, he caught sight of the waitress out of the corner of his eye, and he immediately put his hand, which had been holding his mother's panties, under the table. He didn't know if the waitress had seen what he was holding, but he knew his face was burning red. He then saw his mother sitting there, watching his awkward situation, and giving him a knowing smile.

After the waitress put down their food and turned to leave, Tommy took his hand from under the table and put it on the table. He looked at the small pair of panties and noticed a wet patch on the crotch. Without hesitation, he brought the wet patch to his nose, took a deep breath, and kept his eyes fixed on his mother.

At that moment, Susan was shocked to see Tommy sniffing the wet spot on her panties.

He kissed the wet patch, then licked it from one end to the other with his tongue.

Susan shuddered, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.

Tommy's penis was now fully erect. This was the first time he had tasted his mother's vaginal fluid. Reluctantly, he put his mother's panties into his shirt pocket, feeling his hands trembling. Then he adjusted his penis, feeling a little better from the constriction of his pants.

Susan suddenly realized that Tommy was retaliating for her earlier teasing. However, Susan had other plans.

During the meal, Tommy and Susan ate in silence, neither uttering a sound, only gazing deeply into each other's eyes. About halfway through, Tommy saw his mother looking around. Susan checked that no one was around, then reached for her shirt to unbutton it. Tommy assumed she was hot and wanted to take it off. She unbuttoned it all and pulled it aside. Tommy was shocked; he saw that the shirt she was wearing underneath was completely transparent. He could clearly see his mother's firm breasts and those alluring pink nipples.

Tommy felt he couldn't eat dinner anymore. The thought of his mother sitting across from him, completely naked, made him think he might get his wish tonight.

"Mom, shall we go?" Tommy asked, having only eaten half his meal.

"I think that's a good suggestion, and I think I still owe you a lesson."

Tommy's penis throbbed in his pants, and he jumped up, almost dragging his mother out of the restaurant.

On their drive home, Susan took off her top, sitting next to her son in only her transparent blouse. Tommy was extremely excited, keeping his eyes glued to the road.

Susan knew it was dangerous to tease him while he was driving. But all day she'd been thinking about how to surprise her son that evening, and he was indeed surprised, but her actions had also aroused her now.

As Tommy hurried home, he suddenly found the speed limit incredibly annoying. As soon as he parked near his house, he jumped out and ran to open the car door for his mother. As Susan turned to get out, her vulva was exposed before him. He was shocked, his eyes wide—she had no pubic hair. Her golden pubic hair was shaved clean, and now her vulva looked smooth. Tommy stood there, motionless, staring between his mother's legs. His heart was pounding so hard he felt she could hear it. Susan had

decided to shave her pubic hair when she decided Tommy would give her oral sex. Her father liked it when she shaved. She got out of the car and stood before him, smiling slightly. "What's wrong, darling?" she asked, knowing perfectly well what was wrong with him. She smiled slightly, realizing she had the upper hand this time.

"Um...um...it's nothing," he said with difficulty.

Susan turned and walked towards their house, still smiling.

Tommy stood there for a few seconds, suddenly realizing he was standing alone on the side of the road. He hurriedly caught up with his mother and went back to their cozy home with her.

"Tommy, pour me a glass of wine and bring it to the living room," Susan said, turning and going into the living room.

Tommy hurriedly took out the wine, his hands trembling so badly as he poured it into the glass that it almost slipped from his grasp. He tried to steady the glass with both hands and placed it back in the living room. He saw his mother sitting on the sofa waiting for him. Tommy handed her the glass with trembling hands, the wine almost overflowing. He didn't notice that his mother's hands were also trembling badly.

Susan took a large sip of wine and patted the spot next to her.

Tommy sat down without saying a word. He was afraid his throat would suddenly become hoarse and he wouldn't be able to speak.

Susan sighed and said, “Tommy, this is important to us. I know you really want… well…

to give me oral sex, and you’ve wanted it for a long time. To be honest, I want it just as much as you do. That’s one of the reasons I miss your father. He was so, so amazing. Your father… your father and I used to do it all the time. And our first time was on the couch, and it was at his mother’s house. That was crazy, your parents, your grandparents, were sleeping next door. We did so many crazy things,” she added, her eyes becoming misty, and she stopped talking.

Tommy reached out and took his mother’s hand, sitting silently, waiting for her to continue.

“Tommy, sometimes I’m so confused. I know what we’re doing is wrong, but… but I can’t resist you. It’s very dangerous for us. Those things are so incredible.”

“Mom… um… then we don’t have to do those things.”

“Shh…” Susan shushed him and placed her finger to his lips.

Susan stood up in front of Tommy and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. She shrugged, sliding it off her shoulder, then stopped, letting Tommy stare at her large breasts, which were almost touching his face.

Tommy could see she was very excited; her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing. His breathing also became rapid.

Slowly, Susan pulled her skirt up from her thighs. When it was level with her hips, she paused for a moment, deliberately teasing Tommy. Then, she pulled him up to her waist, followed by an excited moan from her lips.

Tommy gasped. He had never been so excited. His mother’s wet, excited, swollen vulva was displayed before him. There wasn’t a single hair on her pubic area. Her vulva was smooth and shiny, her labia minora turned outwards, and a long strip of vaginal fluid clung to them, trembling as if about to fall to the floor. The tops of her nylon stockings at the base of her thighs were already wet with vaginal fluid, looking glistening.

When Susan saw Tommy try to grab her, she pushed him away. “Wait a minute,” she said, turning to a chair. She kicked off her high heels and pulled her skirt up to her waist, then plopped down on the chair. Next, she raised her legs and placed them on the armrests of the sofa, obscenely exposing her vulva to Tommy.

Susan beckoned to her son with a finger, panting, “I think this position is best for you kneeling in front of me.”

Tommy stood up abruptly and pounced on his mother, his eyes fixed on her vulva.

“Take your clothes off first.”

Susan watched Tommy remove his clothes at record speed, then toss them carelessly onto the floor. Then she looked at her son’s naked body. Her gaze traveled from top to bottom, finally settling on his throbbing penis. "My God, he'll drive his women crazy someday," she thought.

Tommy knelt between Susan's legs and brought his mouth to her swollen, dripping vulva. His hands trembled as he placed them on her thighs, forcefully spreading them apart before burying his head inside.

"Wait, darling," Susan said, placing her hands on her son's shoulders and pushing him back.

"You need to learn about women's bodies before you give me oral sex," Susan said, emphasizing the word "oral sex."

Tommy knelt on his heels, watching his mother spread her legs wider. His eyes widened as his mother parted her pink labia with her fingers. Tommy felt saliva drip from his mouth. He could smell an arousing aroma, and he saw vaginal fluid flowing from her open vulva.

"Do you see this little bump?" Susan said, pointing to her clitoris. “This is the most sensitive part of a woman’s body. It’s very sensitive, you have to touch it gently. I’ll tell you more later, teach you how to stimulate it. This is the labia majora, and inside are the labia minora.” She gently pulled the labia minora apart, letting him know how soft they were.

“The labia majora aren’t very sensitive, you can apply a little more pressure to them. But this,” Susan said, fiddling with the labia minora, “is very sensitive. You see, they get very wet when I’m aroused.” She tried to control her emotions, explaining to him in a normal tone. But inside, desire was burning. From her son’s surprised and excited gaze, she knew he was just as excited as she was.

Tommy saw his mother’s vulva was drooling, all from the flowing vaginal fluid that had clung to it.

As he waited for her to give him oral sex, he could feel his penis also leaking fluid. He gasped for breath, as if he were suffocating. He felt very dizzy, as if he were falling from a very high mountain.

“That little fleshy hole inside is where the penis goes in, but it prefers to be stimulated by the tongue.” Susan felt her breathing becoming labored as she continued explaining to her son with difficulty. “Oh…” She touched her sensitive clitoris with her finger, causing her to involuntarily groan. “I…I didn’t tell you before, this…this is the clitoris,” Susan said in a trembling voice, spreading her labia wide with both hands to let the little fleshy bump peek out, her hands trembling with excitement.

Tommy’s gaze was fixed on where his mother was talking. He stared fascinated at the little fleshy bump, bulging out, like a miniature version of the glans penis.

“The clitoris…is…very sensitive. When I’m aroused, even the lightest touch is unbearable. Now it’s fully swollen. You have to touch it very gently,” Susan said frantically.

Tommy had learned most of this in his high school biology class. But back then, all the boys treated it as a joke, and no one paid attention. Now, his mother was explaining it to him with her own body, and he felt incredibly excited. Tommy's eyes never left her vulva. Then he saw her tease her labia with a finger.

"Oh... God!" Susan moaned, her eyes closed in pleasure.

He watched in astonishment as she inserted a finger into her vulva. Then another, then a third, all the way in. When Susan pulled them out, they were wet and glistening with her juices.

Susan's hand trembled as she reached for her son.

Tommy took all three fingers into his mouth and sucked hard. The taste was different from the one he'd tasted on her panties; it was stronger and more fragrant.

"I want you to lick me right now, Tommy," Susan said hoarsely, pointing to her vulva. "It's time you practice. I want you to lick my cunt. I want your tongue so much, please, please, lick it for me," Susan screamed, no longer holding back.

Tommy immediately leaned forward, his mouth almost touching her labia.

Susan cupped his head in her hands, trying to press it against her crotch.

Tommy resisted; they were both in unbearable agony. His face was right in front of her wet vulva; he breathed heavily, amazed by the taste. He then licked her smooth labia with his tongue. Tommy heard his mother groan; it was the first time he had ever tried licking a woman's vulva. He then withdrew his tongue and smacked it in his mouth.

Susan saw her son tasting her fluids, and she groaned with excitement. She grabbed his head again, now completely controlled by her desire. "Gently, gently, lick the outside first," she instructed, manipulating his head with both hands.

Tommy let his mother manipulate his head, his tongue darting out, licking her vulva under her guidance. Suddenly, he was surprised why his friends always talked about this during training. He thought it was something wonderful and private; how could they treat it so lightly? He knew he would always love it deeply.

As Tommy's tongue and mouth became more skilled, Susan no longer needed to hold his head. He bit her vulva, sucking her swollen labia into his mouth. Then he gently nibbled at them, followed by licking the folds with his tongue.

"Oh...good, good, suck them, suck my cunt. Oh, God, I can't take it anymore. Suck, suck harder," Susan screamed frantically. At this moment, she wriggled her hips to meet his tongue's licking. She lifted his head slightly, his tongue touching her clitoris. She lifted her legs and tightly clamped them around his neck, pressing his mouth firmly against her vulva.

She endured the pleasurable torment with difficulty. Suddenly, she let out a long moan, reaching orgasm. The intense climax swept through her body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably and scream loudly. She gripped the poor boy's head tightly, her convulsing vulva pressing against his nose and mouth, almost suffocating him.

Tommy didn't care. His face was submerged in his mother's vaginal fluids. Her labia were deformed, pressing against his face, and the fluids flowed from his forehead to his chin. It almost felt as if his face had been washed in her vaginal fluids.

"Oh...oh...oh, God! Tommy..." Susan's hips arched, her back arching in the chair.

Tommy was pleased to see his mother enjoying himself so much. He plunged his tongue deep into her convulsing vagina, which was immediately gripped tightly by the smooth vaginal walls.

Susan's orgasms continued. Each time she thought her orgasm was about to end, Tommy's tongue would stir inside her vagina, bringing her to another climax. She felt her heart pounding, her breathing became labored, and she felt like she was about to faint.

Finally, after a few shudders, Susan's orgasm subsided. At this point, she had to push his head away from her sensitive vulva. She had never experienced such a prolonged and wonderful orgasm. She felt as if her body was falling apart. She slumped into the chair, her legs still wrapped around his neck. She looked at her son and saw him kneeling there, grinning. Tommy's face was covered in her fluids.

"Oh my god, I almost forgot how wonderful this felt," Susan gasped as she caught her breath. "Tommy, you just gave me the most wonderful orgasm. Thank you… thank you, you did a great job. I love you," he said, gazing deeply into his eyes.

Tommy knelt on his heels, smiling.

"Come here, let me serve you," Susan said, pulling Tommy up.

Tommy leaped up, standing beside his mother, and held his engorged penis to her mouth.

“Oh my god, your cock is so cute,” Susan murmured, holding her son’s penis up to her face.

She gripped Tommy’s penis tightly, feeling his wildly pounding heartbeat through it. As she squeezed her hand, she saw a large drop of clear pre-ejaculate gush from the urethral opening, then drip down the glans, meandering over her fingers. She closed her eyes and took the glans into her mouth. As her lips enveloped the swollen glans, she and Tommy simultaneously let out a groan of pleasure. She swallowed again, the glans fully inside her mouth. She held it there, sucking only on the glans. Susan’s saliva made it feel as if her glans was soaking in a hot spring. She excitedly sucked on Tommy’s penis, almost forgetting his presence.

Suddenly, she realized that the penis that excited her so much belonged to her son. She spat it out of her mouth, looked up at him, and whispered, “I want to suck your cock, Tommy. Your mother wants to suck all the semen out of your testicles. Do you want me to suck your cock? Do you want your mother to eat all that delicious semen? Tell me, tell me you want me to suck your cock until you ejaculate in my mouth.”

“I want to, I want to, please, suck it again, please, hurry,” Tommy pleaded.

She took his penis deep into her mouth again and began to suck loudly, deliberately letting him hear, letting him know how much she enjoyed giving him oral sex.

Tommy couldn't take it anymore. His body trembled violently; he felt as if his head was about to explode. His body tensed, and his hips thrust forward. As his penis twitched in her mouth, he felt the semen in his testicles gush out like a flood bursting a dam, a torrent of semen surging against his penis, making it feel even thicker.

This time, Susan was prepared. She pulled his penis out slightly, so the first spurt of semen shot into her mouth, not her throat. Suddenly, her son's penis, like a fire hose, gushed out thick streams of semen, flooding her mouth. Susan felt a spurt and immediately swallowed. Her hands continued to move rapidly up and down, trying to suck out as much semen as possible.

Incredibly, her son ejaculating in her mouth excited her immensely. Susan felt her vagina twitch, her body trembling as she reached a small orgasm.

Finally, the flow of semen slowly stopped. Susan continued to suck hard, trying to draw out the remaining semen.

Tommy pushed his mother away, stumbled back onto the sofa, and collapsed, panting heavily. He saw his mother still kneeling, smiling as she watched him. There wasn't a drop of semen on her face. She had swallowed it all.

This night, for this mother and son, would be etched in their memories for a lifetime.

A few weeks later, Susan and Tommy continued their ambiguous relationship. Susan no longer hesitated. And she took it for granted that what they were doing was harmless, since they weren't actually having sex. However, she knew in her heart it wasn't what she imagined.

Susan continued to teach Tommy how to understand a woman, when she wanted what, and when she needed what. She knew he would drive his wife crazy someday. She showed him how to caress and kiss a woman's breasts. She also pointed out that many erogenous zones on a woman's body were neglected by men, like the back of the knees and the armpits. She also told him that women sometimes needed their lovers to be a little violent, but most of the time they needed gentleness and tenderness.

Tommy listened attentively to his mother's explanations, asking her questions when he didn't understand. He longed to understand this; he wanted to give his mother the most wonderful orgasms. At this moment, he had fallen deeply and irrevocably in love with his mother.

Susan knew perfectly well that she could see the affection in his eyes. It was obvious he wanted to take things further. However, she couldn't accept it emotionally yet. Yet, she knew she was only fooling herself; their relationship far exceeded what a normal mother-son relationship should be.

Every night, Susan and Tommy would explore oral sex together. But they stopped this week. Susan's company had landed a big project, and she had to travel between several important people. So she was stressed and exhausted all week, and didn't contact Tommy until the weekend.

Tommy understood her, enduring his strong desire until the weekend. Tonight, he planned something. Just tonight, he thought. Tommy couldn't wait any longer.

While Susan showered, Tommy prepared everything. He placed a Scrabble board on the floor, next to an ice bucket containing a bottle of Susan's favorite wine. Tommy sat on the floor and saw his mother come down the stairs, wearing a long nightgown. As she entered the living room, he noticed she wasn't wearing makeup, and her hair was still wet. **********

...

For some reason, she looked even more beautiful tonight, without makeup, without wearing anything sexy, and with her hair still wet.

This was dangerous; I wondered if she could maintain the last vestige of boundaries between herself and her son.

She and Tommy chatted as they played Scrabble, having a great time. Susan felt the tension from work disappear. No matter how stressed or tired she was, Tommy always helped her relax.

She sat on the floor looking at her son. He was growing so fast. Soon he would have children of his own. Susan sighed, imagining Tommy as a father, playing with his children. She thought he would be a good father and a good husband. A sense of pride welled up inside her.

“Well… Mom, it’s your turn,” Tommy said.

“Oh… sorry. I got distracted. Let’s stop here for tonight.”

“Okay. Shall I give you a shoulder massage?”

“Sure!”

Tommy moved the Scrabble board aside and knelt behind his mother. He placed his hands on her shoulders and began to massage them vigorously. “Wow, your shoulder muscles are so tight.”

“Mmm… I know. You’re massaging me so well, honey,” Susan said, relaxing as he massaged her.

“I’ll just massage your shoulders directly,” Tommy said, pulling down his soft pajamas to expose her shoulders. "Her shoulders look so excited," Tommy thought, as he continued massaging.

"Oh, Tommy, that's good!"

Soon, Susan felt incredibly relaxed, almost as if she were falling asleep. Her body swayed slightly back and forth with his hands. Then, she felt Tommy's hands move down from her shoulders, gradually touching her breasts, and she couldn't help but smile slightly. She leaned back against him, letting his hands grasp her full breasts.

Tommy wasted no time, grabbing both breasts with his hands. He looked down at Susan's hands as they massaged her breasts, just as he had massaged her shoulders. But these weren't tense muscles; they were soft and elastic breasts.

Under his skillful kneading, Susan quickly groaned. Then, she felt his fingers pinch her nipples. Then, he pulled them upwards, lifting her breasts along with them. She groaned and quickly thrust her breasts towards his fingers. Susan's nipples were always incredibly sensitive, as if a nerve led to her vulva. She squeezed her legs tightly together, her body trembling uncontrollably.

After a while, Tommy got up and turned off all the lights, leaving only a soft glow. Then he took a few pillows from the sofa. He stretched out an arm and hugged his mother tightly, pressing their chests together. They slowly lay down together. In this perfect moment, Tommy rolled over, pinning his mother beneath him, and kissed her. This was the most passionate kiss of their lives.

As their kisses grew more intense, their bodies slowly heated up. This led Tommy to unbuckle the belt of her nightgown, pulling it off to reveal her curves, everything looking so natural and unconventional. Tommy stared in amazement at the body before him. It seemed that with each look he saw it, it became more beautiful.

Tommy already knew all of his mother's erogenous zones. This was the best proof of what she had taught him; she couldn't resist his teasing. He gently kissed her lips, then moved to her neck, sending shivers down her spine. He then licked her ear, leaving a wet trail along the rim.

He gently kissed her lips again, then moved to her neck, sending shivers down her spine. He then licked her ear, leaving a wet trail along the rim. Tommy knew all of his mother's erogenous zones. Now she was unbearably aroused, her body writhing beneath him. He was doing exactly what she had taught him.

"I love you, Mom," Tommy whispered, kissing her neck down. His tongue slid slowly down her skin, reaching her full breasts. He kissed gently from the base of her breasts to the peaks, but then, he no longer needed gentleness; he immediately took the already waiting nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, while his fingers ravaged and tormented her other nipple.

Next, Tommy's tongue licked down to her abdomen.

Tommy knelt between her legs, hoisting them onto his shoulders. He kissed her soft, trembling thighs, slowly moving towards her vulva. He knew she longed for him to kiss and suckle there, but he hesitated. Instead, he moved back and kissed her all the way down to her toes. He even sucked on them, watching her face, knowing her patience had reached its limit.

Finally, he spread her legs as wide as possible, then stopped, looking down at her twitching vulva. He was sure she had just shaved. Her full, white vulva was laid bare before him. Tommy almost drooled. With a groan, he brought his head close to her crotch.

"Oh, God, Tommy, ah... ah..." Susan moaned, feeling his tongue licking and teasing her vulva. With a little more force, his tongue would have slipped inside her labia, touching her sensitive labia minora.

But it just licked the outside of her labia.

Tommy straightened up and smiled slightly at his mother. He saw a pleading look in her eyes.

He reached out and gently parted her vulva, revealing her trembling clitoris. He lowered his head and breathed hot air onto the little fleshy bud, watching it twitch.

“Oh, God, Tommy, please,” she pleaded.

Tommy didn’t answer. Instead, he pushed her legs up against her chest, exposing her entire vulva to him. He could see her anus twitching, as if winking at him. His mother had never told him anything about this place. Suddenly, he felt an urge to kiss it. He immediately lowered his head, and before she could stop him, he pressed his lips to the opening, feeling it contract inward.

“Oh, God, Tommy,” Susan screamed as she felt his tongue pressing against her anus, teasing it relentlessly. “Tommy… Tommy… what are you doing?” she cried out.

Tommy seemed not to hear her question. He licked the little hole with his tongue, and he felt it tighten. Then, suddenly, he teased it inside. "Tommy..." Susan met Tommy's tongue with her hips, thrusting upwards sharply. She had never felt anything like it before. She thought it was incredibly obscene, but it also excited her immensely. "Ah...ah...

ah..."

Tommy was delighted. He had found an erogenous zone on his mother's body that she hadn't told him about.

As he thrust his tongue into her anus, his penis twitched with excitement inside his shorts. His saliva dripped onto his mother's anus. Tommy thought the little hole felt wonderful, and he would definitely try it again later.

But Tommy had other plans now.

At this moment, Tommy had aroused his mother to the point of wanting to help her. He pressed down on her and whispered, "Mom, can I rub my cock against the outside of your cunt?"

"Oh, Tommy, I...I...Oh God, please, I don't know," she stammered.

Tommy assumed his mother had agreed. He quickly stripped off his clothes and stood beside his mother for a moment, letting her stare at his penis. His penis throbbed with each rapid heartbeat, and pre-ejaculate was seeping from the tip. He reached down and grasped his penis, slowly stroking it, while his other hand gripped his testicles.

"Oh, Tommy!" Susan couldn't help but moan as she watched her son obscenely masturbate in front of her.

Tommy knelt between his mother's legs, supporting himself with one hand while guiding his penis with the other, pressing the glans against her wet vulva. He then swirled his penis around her vulva, spreading the pre-ejaculate from the glans. Next, he slid the glans up and down between her labia, stimulating both his penis and her vulva. When he felt the glans touch her clitoris, he stopped, gently stimulating her most sensitive nerve center.

"Ah..." Susan groaned.

Then, Tommy slowly slid his penis downwards, and suddenly, almost imperceptibly, the glans slipped into her labia minora.

"Oh, Tommy, no," Susan cried out, grabbing his buttocks to stop him from penetrating further. Susan gasped for breath, her remaining sanity fading as she weakly pushed him away.

But her mother's tone and the almost nonexistent strength in her hands seemed not to be telling her to stop. Tommy deduced that she didn't really want him to stop, so he continued thrusting forward, very, very slowly.

Tommy looked down at the point where their bodies were joined and saw that the head of his penis was now completely inside her. Her beautiful, smooth vulva was being stretched open by his penis. He felt the head of his penis swell inside her. In response, his mother's vulva gripped his penis even tighter.

Susan moaned and groaned, her head swaying as if she were saying "no," but she didn't say it aloud. The last bit of strength in her hands loosened.

Tommy risked thrusting forward slightly, his penis penetrating a little further. Suddenly, Tommy felt as if he was about to ejaculate. He couldn't ejaculate, or everything would be ruined, he thought. Then he remembered what his mother had taught him: he should distract himself at times like this, until the urge to ejaculate subsided. He gripped the base of his penis and waited quietly for a while, thinking about football, basketball, and other things unrelated to sex. After the initial sense of pressure subsided, he leaned forward slightly, his penis penetrating his mother's body a little further. He could feel the warmth of her vagina, its gentle contractions sucking at his glans.

Susan opened her eyes and gazed at Tommy. A flash of light seemed to strike their connection.

In his mother's burning eyes, he could see her deep affection for him. He knew immediately that love and sex were inseparable.

Keeping her eyes open like that for so long was torture for her as waves of pleasurable sensations washed over her. "No, no, no, no," she whispered repeatedly, but she didn't stop him.

Tommy released his penis, supporting himself on the other side of his almost delirious mother's body. Now he was supporting himself with his palms and toes, only his penis connecting their bodies. His penis was several inches inside her. He had never imagined it would feel so wonderful inside. It was tight, wet, and warm. He could feel his mother's vagina contracting, the soft vaginal walls pulsating, as if urging his penis to penetrate her.

As Tommy held his ground, not pushing any further in, Susan opened her eyes. She saw Tommy, head bowed, still staring at her vulva. At that moment, the only sounds in the room were the ticking of the clock on the wall and their pounding hearts. Susan knew that if she didn't stop him now, she wouldn't be able to refuse him later. They would become a true mother-son couple.

Susan's vagina instinctively contracted, tightening around her son's penis. She resisted the urge to thrust her hips towards his penis. However, her hips began to tremble slightly.

Tommy waited. He desperately wanted his mother to allow him to penetrate her. But he didn't want her to think he had forced her. Time ticked by, mother and son's eyes met, their final boundary almost crossed.

"Oh, Tommy, please," Susan whispered pleadingly.

“What are you begging me for?” Tommy asked, wanting to hear her say it.

“Please, please,” Susan pleaded again, her mind a jumble. She knew he wanted to hear it, but she didn’t want to. It was a mistake, a terrible mistake.

Tommy gently pulled his penis out, as if trying to pull it out completely. Susan immediately grabbed his hips, holding him, preventing his penis from slipping out.

“What do you want me to do, Mom?” Tommy asked, forcing her to make a decision again.

“I…I…Oh my God, Tommy! I want…Oh my God…I want you to fuck me!” Susan finally said.

“Are you sure?” Tommy asked, but he knew in his heart that even if she said no, he wouldn’t stop.

“Oh, yes! Fuck me!”

Tommy smiled slightly; he had won this emotional battle, and now he could take his spoils. He slowly pressed his body down, forcing his penis little by little into his mother’s body.

His penis was fully inserted, his testicles pressing against her smooth buttocks. He pressed his body against hers, feeling the heat of her skin.

Susan wrapped her arms around her son's neck, her hips arching upwards in a spasm. She bit his shoulder, suppressing a scream of pleasure. It had been so long since she had felt a man's penis inside her. Yet, this man was none other than her son. She was making love with her own son! A scream echoed in her head.

Tommy struggled to control himself, suppressing the renewed urge to ejaculate. He had never felt anything so wonderful. His mother's warm vagina gripped his penis tightly.

He breathed heavily, looking at her beautiful face. Then, he couldn't help but kiss her. His tongue, like his penis deep inside his mother's vagina, teased her mouth deeply. He could feel her soft breasts rising and falling against his chest with her labored breathing. Their bodies were pressed tightly together.

He looked up and said, “I’m going to fuck you now, Mom. My cock is now deep inside your beautiful body. I’m going to fuck you until you orgasm again and again. I want to feel your vagina sucking my cock, sucking out all my semen. Are you ready? Are you ready for me to fuck you?”

“Yes, yes, come on, fuck me, fuck me hard. I want it! I want your big cock to fuck me hard! Fuck me! I want to cum all my juices on your cock!” Susan no longer held back. She was lost in the pleasure of sex.

This was exactly what Tommy wanted to hear. He slowly pulled back, hesitated for a moment, and then thrust forward violently.

Susan screamed, feeling as if her head had lost control of her body. She immediately reached orgasm, feeling dizzy. She was making love with her son, and they were now real lovers. The sounds of their lovemaking echoed in the quiet house.

Somehow, Tommy gained a lasting strength, which he used to the fullest, driving his mother’s desire to rise ever higher. He was like a machine, his hips thrusting rapidly up and down. Again and again, each time he pushed his penis all the way in, her juices splashing onto his testicles and thighs, his testicles slapping against her buttocks with a resounding thud.

Susan looked up, and just before she succumbed to the dizzying frenzy of sex again, she uttered, "Oh, God, I love you." Then she closed her eyes, her body trembling. She suddenly felt a rush of heat to her head. A powerful orgasm roared through her body, sending her into convulsions of pleasure; she barely heard Tommy's reply of love.

“I love you,” Tommy replied with his last gasp before reaching his climax, and then he began to ejaculate. Spurts of semen sprayed into her body, filling her tight vagina until they overflowed. As wave after wave of pleasure pushed her to a sexual height she had never experienced before, he could feel his mother's body tense. Susan clamped her legs tightly around his back, pressing him down on her body. Copious amounts of semen continued to pour into the place where he was born.

Finally, Tommy collapsed onto his mother, then rolled over to lie beside her, his limp penis leaving a trail of semen on her thigh. He pulled his weak, boneless mother into his arms and kissed her, but she didn't respond; he realized she had passed out.

Some time later, Susan stirred. “Oh, God,” she sighed.

Tommy heard her say this and was worried; he thought she regretted what had just happened.

Susan broke free from his embrace and stood up. She stood beside her lover's son, gazing down at him with deep affection.

Tommy looked at her too, understanding her intent. He could tell she was fully conscious.

Was this wrong? she wondered.

Tommy's eyes slowly traveled down from his mother's curvaceous body. Then, they stopped, and in the soft light, he saw something that made his penis hard again. His semen flowed from her wet vulva, running down her thighs.

Susan didn't wipe it away; she liked the feeling. It was proof of their love, expressed through her satisfied body. Susan smiled slightly at Tommy, then extended her hand to him. She led him upstairs to her bed.

As they entered the bedroom, Tommy's penis was fully erect again. Susan lay back on the bed, opening her arms to her son. His penis plunged effortlessly into her wet vulva, and his hips began to thrust again.

Tonight was going to be a wild night. Tommy, with his youthful body, gave his mother boundless satisfaction. That night, Tommy brought her to orgasm more than three times, until she was completely exhausted.
The

next morning, Tommy woke up to find himself alone in bed. He glanced at the clock; it was 10:00 AM. He got out of bed, put on a pair of shorts, and went downstairs. As he stepped into the kitchen, he saw his mother standing by the window, preparing breakfast with a spatula. Sunlight streamed through the glass, illuminating her thin casual clothes, making them translucent and revealing her curves. He stood there, admiring his mother's body, slowly becoming aroused.

Susan's mind was in turmoil again. Undoubtedly, she had made her son her man and fallen deeply in love with him. In fact, she had no regrets about what had happened. However, she knew their life would never be the same again. Their future would be incredibly uncertain. What would become of them? Could they keep their secret forever? Would they be discovered? She had too many complex questions to consider.

Tommy walked behind his mother and hugged her from behind, his hands stroking her thighs and kissing her neck.

Susan lovingly wrapped her arms around Tommy's, then lowered her head and kissed the back of his hand. A surge of love welled up in her heart, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

Tommy heard his mother sobbing and turned her around. "What's wrong, Mom?"

"Nothing," she smiled through her tears. "I love you."

Their lips met tenderly. Slowly, their tongues began to passionately tease each other. When Tommy pulled away from the kiss, a flame of desire could be seen burning in his eyes. He stared into his mother's eyes, his hands gripping her casual clothes. Suddenly, Tommy ripped open her clothes, buttons scattering to the floor.

She screamed in surprise.

Tommy pulled the torn clothes off his mother's shoulders, letting them fall to the floor. Then he pushed her toward the table, picked her up, and sat her on it. Next, he pulled over a chair and sat between her legs.

“Oh my God, Tommy, what are you doing?” Susan exclaimed, but she didn’t stop him from pushing her down.

“I want breakfast,” Tommy replied, his mouth immediately taking her vulva into his mouth. He devoured her vulva like a madman. His lips and tongue licked, bit, and sucked it frantically. He seemed not to hear his mother’s joyful screams. Finally, when his jaw felt tired, he lifted her legs and stood up, thrusting his hips forward.

“Ah…” she screamed as his long penis plunged deep into her vulva.

He fucked his mother hard, the table slid across the floor with a thud, as if it were about to break.

Tommy had already ejaculated several times the previous night, so he knew he could last a long time this time. He did last a long time, causing her to erupt in orgasm after orgasm.

Just as Susan thought he was about to ejaculate, he pulled her up, then lifted her up by her legs. She clung tightly to his neck as he carried her around the kitchen, his penis thrusting rapidly. He placed her on the sink, then on the cabinet, then pressed her against the refrigerator, and finally on the floor. Chairs tumbled and rattled, and cups, bowls, and plates clattered in the cabinets.

Susan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he said he was going to ejaculate. Her poor body could barely withstand his rough treatment. As he cried out that he was going to ejaculate, she held him tightly, her legs wrapped around his waist, letting his semen shoot into her again. Susan no longer resisted.

She had fallen in love with her own son. There was no going back, and she decided to let nature take its course. Everything was uncertain, but she was certain they would always love each other. It seemed they both shared this sentiment.

13. Several months passed, and Susan and Tommy's sexual relationship continued, even showing signs of accelerating. Tommy seemed insatiable, as if he were making up for the time he wasted in high school. The two tried making love in various places and positions. However, there was one thing they didn't do, and Tommy dared not ask his mother.

On Tommy's nineteenth birthday, Susan wanted to give him a special gift. She prepared his favorite food, and the two ate a pleasant dinner dressed up. Tommy reluctantly put on an outfit at his mother's request.

After dinner, they left the leftovers on the table and went to the living room. Susan put on a soft piece of music and then pulled Tommy into her arms.

The two danced to the music, and Tommy's hands caressed his mother's buttocks through the smooth brocade. She knew Tommy liked her dressed like this. It made her hips stand out. The skirt clung tightly to her body; it was short, and the back was bare all the way up to her waist. Tommy knew she wasn't wearing underwear; he could clearly feel it with his hand. Besides, she almost never wore underwear. This made it convenient for them to make love frequently.

Susan gently kissed her son's neck, letting him caress her buttocks. Then, she whispered in his ear, "Do you like my butt?"

"Yes," he replied, squeezing her soft buttocks tightly.

"Do you want it?"

Tommy immediately stopped dancing, looking at her with a puzzled expression. "What?" He could see the flames of desire burning in his mother's eyes.

"I haven't been fucked in the back yet."

Tommy immediately understood what she meant. "You mean…you mean I should fuck you?" he asked, confused.

“Yes! I wanted to give this to you. It’s a special birthday present for you. Of course, if you don’t want to…”

“No… I want to… Oh my god, Mom, are you serious?”

Susan kissed Tommy’s lips and then grabbed his hand. She led him upstairs to their bedroom. She had him sit on the bed, then turned her back to him and asked him to help her unzip her dress.

Tommy’s hands trembled as he slowly unzipped the dress. He could see his mother’s smooth back exposed before him. The zipper went all the way to her waist.

Susan shrugged and pulled the dress off to the floor, leaving her naked except for her high heels and stockings. She stood with her back to him, letting him stare at her naked body. Then, she turned her head and smiled slightly, saying, “Do you want to put your cock in my anus?” She leaned down slightly, reaching behind her to spread her buttocks.

“Oh my god,” Tommy exclaimed as he saw his mother obscenely spreading her buttocks before him.

“Take off your clothes,” she said, turning to help him remove them. Soon, two naked bodies were embracing on the bed.

Susan rolled over, grabbed two pillows, and placed them under her buttocks. As she lifted her upper body off the bed, supporting her thighs with her hands, she gestured for Tommy to come between her legs.

Tommy hurriedly crawled over. When she saw him kneeling between her thighs, she said, “First, put your cock in my pussy, get it wet, and then you can use it to put it in my anus.”

Tommy almost ejaculated before he could even orgasm. His hands trembled as he gripped his penis and pressed it against his mother’s wet pussy. As he thrust, they both groaned simultaneously. Her tight hole felt so good; he couldn’t imagine anything better.

After a few thrusts, Susan pushed him to withdraw his penis, then she placed her legs on his shoulders and arched her back until her anus was exposed. Her hands trembled as she reached down and spread them apart. “Put it in,” she hissed excitedly.

Tommy placed his huge glans against that brown chrysanthemum. He couldn’t imagine if it could fit in such a small place. He slowly thrust forward. He heard his mother groan, and he stopped to look at her face.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and she urged, “Keep going.”

Tommy gripped her thighs with both hands and thrust forward. "Ah..." he groaned as his glans slid into his mother's tight little hole. Her anus gripped the intruding glans tightly. "

Wait, wait," Susan gasped, letting her anus adjust to the massive object inside for a moment. Those few seconds of waiting were excruciating for Tommy. "Okay, go ahead," she said, freeing Tommy. Tommy thrust

forward again, watching in amazement as his penis slid into his mother's body. Little by little, until his entire penis was enveloped in her warm rectum. The feeling was incredibly wonderful.

It was hot, tight, and soft, just like her vagina, but also different. It was tight from the base to the tip of his penis.

"Fuck me..." Susan pleaded.

Tommy reluctantly pulled his penis out, and just as he was about to pull it all the way out, suddenly, he felt as if there was a suction force inside her pulling him back in, and he couldn't help but groan, "Oh, God."

He thrust forward violently. "

Yes, that's it, fuck me to death, my lover! Fuck your mother's ass..." Susan screamed, about to climax. She reached down and rubbed her clitoris. "Oh, God, baby, I'm coming.

Ah... ah..." she cried out, swaying her body to meet his thrusts.

"My God, Mom," Tommy exclaimed as he felt his body begin to convulse.

"I'm coming too," he groaned. He thrust his penis deep into her anus and then remained still.

Susan felt his penis twitch inside her anus. She was surprised that she could actually feel him ejaculate. This made her orgasm even more intense.

As his semen began to fill his mother's anus, they both screamed loudly.

14 Two years later…

These two years were the happiest time of Susan's life. Her career progressed further, and she and her lover's son were inseparable, inseparable. They were both honest friends and loving lovers. Their relationship had progressed to the point that Tommy moved into his mother's bedroom, leaving the empty room for storing clothes. They slept together every night, and their sex life became increasingly intense. It was hard to say whose desire was stronger. Tommy always seemed insatiable, and Susan was equally passionate.

Tommy excelled in school, majoring in engineering. He was now taller, stronger, and more handsome than before. His experiences with his mother had made him much more mature than other boys his age

. During their happy life together, Susan had been preoccupied with one thing. However, she wasn't sure if she should tell him, or how to say it. She had been thinking about this for months, and finally, she mustered the courage to tell him.

Tommy sensed something was going to happen tonight. He and his mother were going to see a movie together, then come home for dinner. This was a little different from usual. And he could tell from his mother's eyes that she definitely had something to say tonight, and it must be something special.

As usual, Tommy sat in the living room downstairs waiting for his mother to come down. Then, she came down the stairs in a short, black, low-cut evening gown that barely covered her thighs. She wore a pearl necklace, a birthday gift Tommy had given her last week.

"Sorry I'm late," Susan said with a smile as she approached him.

Tommy grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace. He whispered in her ear, as if afraid someone would hear, "Mom, can you take off your underwear for me?" She

looked at her son in surprise, but immediately reached under her skirt and pulled it off. She smiled and handed it to him. She watched him neatly fold the underwear, then put it in his shirt pocket, leaving a little bit sticking out.

“Thank you, Mom, now I’m all dressed,” Tommy said with a mischievous smile.

“You always surprise me, my love,” Susan said, kissing his cheek.

They sat in the living room, and time passed pleasantly. However, Tommy noticed that his mother seemed worried about something. She sat there restless. He thought she might be too excited. After all, they hadn’t made love for a week because of her period. He thought it best not to think about it.

Susan had everything prepared in advance. In the candlelit dining room, a fine dinner was laid out on the table. A bottle of chilled wine was also placed beside it. They ate dinner together, fully clothed.

“Mom, this dinner is perfect.” "Thank you," Tommy said sincerely, raising his glass to toast his mother.

Susan clinked her glass against his. "You're welcome, Tommy," Susan said, looking nervous, as if she wanted to say something.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Tommy asked with concern.

"Tommy, I have something I want to talk to you about. I don't know how to tell you," Susan hesitated for a moment before continuing, "You know I've always wanted to have more children."

"I know, Mom. I can feel it."

“I’m thirty-nine now, and a woman’s ovulation period is limited. We’ve entrusted our lives to each other; I can’t find another man, and you can’t find another woman. I’ve always hoped I could remarry and have many children. The problem is, I’m in love with my own son, and I can’t tolerate other men.”

“I know how you feel.” This problem had also been troubling Tommy. Tommy also wanted children, but he felt that since he loved his mother, he couldn’t have other girlfriends. This problem seemed unsolvable.

“I don’t know how to explain it to you, but let me show you this; maybe you’ll understand,” Susan said, handing him a package.

Tommy, looking confused, reached out and took it. The package wasn’t large, about the size of a music CD. Tommy’s hands trembled as he opened it, his mind blank. As he opened the package, he looked curiously at what he held. Suddenly, Tommy felt very confused. He looked up at his mother, puzzled.

Susan didn’t say anything, just waited silently.

Tommy looked at what he held. It was a small, round box with thirty small compartments for the pills, labeled one pill a day. However, only the last seven compartments contained pills. Suddenly, Tommy looked at his mother in shock. "Um…what…you…" Tommy stammered, his mouth agape.

Susan reached across the table and grabbed his hand. "Yes, Tommy, these are my birth control pills. I haven't taken them for the last seven days. That's why I haven't let you touch me this week." "

But, I…I don't understand. We are…"

"Let me explain," Susan interrupted. "In the past six months, I've done a lot of research, and I've learned that the chances of problems with children born from consanguineous marriage are very small," she paused, letting Tommy process what she was saying.

"Oh my god, Mom, are you serious?" Tommy asked. He couldn't believe his mother wanted him to have a child with her.

"Yes."

"Oh my god…you…you want to have a child with me, and I'll be the father?"

"Yes, Tommy, I want you to get me pregnant." "I want your child," Susan said, pausing for a long time. "Tommy, before you answer me, you need to know that this is a very difficult thing for us to handle. There will definitely be many potential problems. It directly relates to us having to find a place where no one knows us. And I will lose my job, and you can't go to school. There are many, many more problems I can't think of. But I'm willing to take this risk. This risk will also be taken by you. If you don't want this, just give me back the pills you're holding. If you want me to have your child, throw them in the trash."

Tommy immediately stood up from his chair and threw the pills into the trash can. He hurriedly returned and picked up his mother. She was already in tears. The two hugged each other tightly and kissed tenderly.

Suddenly, Tommy broke free from his mother's kiss and knelt down on one knee.

"Mom, I know this is boring, but I have to say that although we can't really register our marriage, my love and commitment to you are truer, deeper, and more sincere than any registered marriage."

"I so want to be the father of your child," Tommy said, tears welling in his eyes.

Susan pulled her son up, looking deeply into his eyes. "Oh my God, Tommy, are you sure you know what you're saying?"

"Mom, I love you more than I love anyone else. You're the only thing I need, and I'd do anything for you. I want this. I want you to have my child."

They kissed sweetly again.

Tommy bent down, put one arm around his mother's legs, lifted her up, and silently carried her to their bedroom. He placed her on the bed, quickly took off his own clothes, and climbed onto the bed beside her.

He kissed her as he pulled down the straps of her bra until her breasts were exposed. He kissed slowly down her neck, down to her heaving chest. He sucked on one nipple, then the other, making his mother gasp. Then he turned and lay between her legs. His legs clamped his mother's head between his thighs. Then he felt his mother grab his penis, spit it into her mouth, and immediately begin sucking. He also took her vulva into his mouth and began giving her oral sex. They performed oral sex on each other for a while, then Susan eagerly got up and took off her clothes.

Tommy pushed his mother down on the bed and placed a pillow under her buttocks. He knew this would allow him to penetrate deeper. He knelt between her legs, his penis throbbing incessantly, as if it had been thirsting for a long time, eager to plunge into the spring of lustful fluid flowing before it. At this moment, the mother and son's eyes were locked.

"Tell me, Mom, tell me what you want," Tommy said, grasping his penis and guiding it against her vulva.

"Please, Tommy, fuck your mother. I want your big cock, I want it to fuck me hard.

I want you to give your mother a child! Fuck me, please," Susan pleaded, spreading her wet vulva with her hands. "Look, I'm ready for you." "Can you see the water flowing from me? I want all your semen inside."

"Oh, God, Mom," Tommy groaned, incredibly excited by her lewd words.

Tommy thrust his penis into her wet, open vulva. Slowly, he inserted the head. When his penis was fully inside, mother and son groaned together. The familiar feeling was stronger than ever before because of what they were about to do; he was going to impregnate his own mother. They felt like the greatest forbidden lovers in the world.

Susan felt Tommy begin to thrust slowly and rhythmically; he wasn't in a hurry, he wanted to bring their sexual heat and excitement to a boiling point. She wrapped her legs around her son, pulling his body forcefully in rhythm with him. When he pushed his penis all the way in, they groaned together again.

"Fuck me, fuck me hard." "I want it, I want it so badly, please, fuck me!" Susan gasped.

Tommy began to thrust wildly into his mother, as if he had never done it before. Beads of sweat trembled from his strong body as he rapidly thrust in and out. He could feel her juices splashing onto his testicles, dripping down and pooling before flowing onto the sheets.

The thrusting continued. Neither mother nor son received enough sexual satisfaction to make Tommy stop.

"I'm coming, Mom. Can I cum inside?"

"Yes, cum, I'm coming too, keep going, don't stop." "Oh...oh...I'm coming...

" Susan screamed, thrusting her hips toward her son.

"Coming, Mom, coming, I'm giving you all my semen," Tommy replied, feeling his semen gushing upwards from his penis and spraying into his mother's body. Stream after stream of semen flowed into her uterus. As they released their respective orgasms, they screamed together.

Finally, Tommy collapsed, exhausted, onto his mother. After a final kiss, they both fell asleep. Inside Susan's body, her son's semen began its journey to change their destiny.

They finally achieved a perfect ending.

(The End)
Aunt's Pink Little Vagina

Author: Landscape Painting

My mom and I lived like this for several years, and luckily, we weren't discovered to have a relationship other than mother and son. Perhaps only my ex-girlfriend, Xiaofen, had a little suspicion.

After graduating from university, I joined an electronics company. During the interview, I was asked if I could be sent to mainland China. I thought it would be good to go out and broaden my horizons, especially since I'd heard there were countless beautiful women there. It would be a shame not to go and see (or even try) them out.

My aunt's husband is actually a Taiwanese businessman working in Shenzhen, and he often goes to the mainland for three months at a time before coming back. Sometimes I wonder how my aunt can resist. Luckily, she only has a daughter and no son, otherwise I would definitely suspect her of having an affair with her son.

The day of my assignment came very quickly. After two months of training at the company, I was sent out to Shenzhen.

My mom knew I was going to be sent out, and although she was reluctant, she knew it was time for me to go out and explore. That day, my parents specially came to pick me up and take me to the airport. When we arrived at Terminal 2, my mom and I got out of the car first, and my dad drove to the parking lot.

We went inside the terminal to wait for Dad. Mom looked at me with a reluctant expression and said, "Xiao Xiang, be careful. Did you bring your uncle's phone? You can ask him for help if you need anything... Auntie sometimes comes over, Mommy will ask her to bring you something too. Also, don't go out at night, be careful of the security..."

"I brought it, Mommy, I'll be careful, don't worry. Remember to think of me!" I looked at Mommy reluctantly, then a thought crossed my mind: "But..."

My eyes gleamed. I had been studying Mommy's outfit in the car. She was wearing a black dress with silver heels, her shoulders were slightly exposed, and elastic fabric covered her chest, highlighting her waistline. The dress reached her calves, and she had a faint fragrance. She was carrying a small LV bag.

"But what?..." Mommy asked.

"Mommy, then you're missing one... you can use..." I whispered in Mommy's ear.

Mommy, both amused and annoyed, gave me a light tap: "You're being indecent when we're about to go out..."

"Mommy, can I take a look? I haven't been able to properly 'take care' of you for a while..." I said inappropriately, my eyes fixed on Mommy's chest.

Mommy glanced to the side a few times, then shyly bent down and pulled her neckline open a little. Through the neckline, two soft breasts were squeezed upwards by her purple bra.

I instinctively reached out to touch them, but Mommy immediately slapped my hand away, pretending to be fierce, and said, "Can't you see there are a lot of people here?!" I could only pout at Mommy with a disappointed look... I

checked the time, thinking that Daddy would need some time to park...

I remembered that the basement of Terminal 2 was connected to the parking lot, and more importantly, there didn't seem to be many people. So, holding my luggage in one hand and pulling Mommy's hand with the other, I said, "Let's go downstairs..."

Mommy didn't ask why. Judging from my lecherous look, she probably knew what I wanted to do, not just touch and kiss her... but also want to have sex with her!

After getting off the elevator, there were definitely fewer people. My hands started wandering restlessly over Mom's breasts and legs, making her fidget and squirm, trying to keep an eye out for anyone while enjoying my final caresses.

Suddenly, Mom jumped in fright, her breasts jerking. I quickly pulled my hand away from her collar. Someone had suddenly walked out from behind me. Following Mom's gaze, I thought, "Could this be...

Dad?!"

...Whew, that scared me to death! Turning around, I saw it was just a cleaning lady coming out of the restroom... Although she glanced at us as she passed, it was better than Dad asking, "Were you touching your mom's breasts?"

As the cleaning lady disappeared down the corridor, an idea flashed through my mind... I gave Mom a lewd smile. Mom wasn't one to be easily fooled; she knew what I was thinking, and her face started to turn red...

"Hey kid... what are you laughing at..." Mom asked, her voice slightly questioning.

I saw Mom's wicked smile... and after two seconds, I nodded to her.

"Huh??... What's wrong..." Mom was still pretending not to understand.

"We're going to the toilet... do you want to go there?" I asked in a pleading tone.

"Huh?? What's wrong... Oh dear... isn't that a bit inappropriate..." I could tell that Mom wanted to go, but was still a little hesitant or reserved.

"If I miss this opportunity, it'll be a long time before I can go back... sigh..." I muttered to myself, pointing towards the toilet.

Mom looked around thoughtfully, then leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Really?

... Then go check if anyone's in the toilet!"

I was overjoyed to see that Mom was persuaded, because after so many encounters, from the lathe mountain to the hot springs and riverside park, we'd made our mark, but we'd never tried going to war in the toilet before.

I took the opportunity to steal a kiss on Mom's lips, then, in a gentlemanly yet clueless manner, asked her, "Miss... would you like to use the men's or women's restroom?"

Mom chuckled, "Oh, hurry up... what if someone comes in?"

"Oh, okay, I'll go check, not what to do, but what to do..." I turned and hurried towards the men's restroom with my luggage, talking as I went.

There should be an accessible restroom, right? I went in and checked, making sure no one was there, then quickly went to the door and waved to Mom. Mom tiptoed into the men's restroom, and I immediately led her into the accessible restroom. Before I could even close the door, Mom grabbed my head and kissed me tightly.

"Hey, hey, you were just saying it wasn't good, now it's like you're going to eat me alive..." I thought to myself, grabbing Mom's D-cup breast through her dress with one hand, and pulling and locking the door with the other. "It really is accessible, easily closing and locking the door with one hand." I started thinking about random things again.

My free hand immediately went to Mommy's breasts, quickly rubbing them in circles. I impatiently pulled down the dress covering her chest, not unhooking her bra, but simply flipping the straps outwards. My palm slipped inside from the top edge of the bra, covering her breasts instead, and my fingers searched for her nipples. Her lovely nipples were already erect, waiting to be gently pinched and caressed. Mommy's breathing became rapid.

"Mommy, you're so cute, I love you..." I whispered in her ear.

"Xiao Xiang, Mommy loves you too... but... we need to hurry today..." Mommy said helplessly, a little breathless.

Just as Mommy answered, I pulled down her bra cup and forcefully licked her nipple.

"Mmm... mmm... okay..." I replied while sucking, my tongue moving between her nipples.

I loosened my belt and quickly pulled my pants and underwear down to my ankles, my penis springing out. Mommy reached up and pulled her skirt to keep it from getting wet, then knelt down and greedily licked my penis a few times with her little tongue. Because of the time crunch, I pulled Mommy up and lifted her skirt, revealing her underwear—purple panties to match her purple bra. I

quickly pulled off Mommy's panties and casually put them in my pocket.

Mommy's pubic hair and labia were exposed, and she seemed a little shy. I touched Mommy's labia; her pubic hair was already soaking wet. We both knew that foreplay was unnecessary and inappropriate right now, so Mommy automatically turned around, her buttocks raised high, ready to be subjected to torture. I held my penis, preparing to penetrate Mommy's vagina...

"Wait... ah wait..." Mommy suddenly turned around and looked at me, saying awkwardly in a shy little girl's voice, "Xiao Xiang, Mommy... ouch..."

"What's wrong, Mommy?" I stopped, a little confused.

"Mommy wants... wants... wants Xiao Xiang... you... fuck... your mommy..." Mommy's courageous look was so cute that I almost ejaculated, although I was a little stunned and couldn't quite process it for a moment.

Excitedly, I forcefully pressed Mommy down onto the toilet, grabbed her tender buttocks, and thrust into her wet, lustful vagina. Mommy let out a slight groan of pain. My penis didn't go all the way in; the head just passed the narrowest part of her vagina, leaving half of it outside. I wanted to test Mommy's limit in enduring the pain without making a sound, because the groans that came with the insertion of my penis were the most alluring.

I concentrated all my strength on my penis, forcefully shoving it all the way into Mommy's vagina, my testicles becoming soaked from the contact with her vulva. Mommy let out a long breath, her mouth wide open but not daring to make a sound.

"Ugh... ah... gentler... gentler... ugh..." Mommy stretched out a hand to slightly block my way, seemingly in some discomfort.

At this moment, I couldn't pay any attention to Mommy's cries, and I thought that it would be better after a few more thrusts, so I didn't lessen my strength, grabbing Mommy's slender waist and thrusting in and out even more forcefully. Mommy tried to suppress her moans... Gravity made her breasts appear larger, and with each thrust of the penis, they swayed violently back and forth. Slowly, Mommy's vagina, which had been silently enduring the pain, began to actively respond, allowing the penis to penetrate even deeper.

The impact between the two people, or rather, two beasts, intensified. Mommy and I completely lost our minds, wanting only to penetrate each other completely and make love with all our might. The sound of her juices "splish-splish" filled the toilet as I thrust into her. Mommy's suppressed moans turned into natural groans, and at that moment, we didn't care if anyone came in.

"Ugh...ugh!! Hmm...oh ahhh..."

I hugged Mommy's body from behind, grabbing her breasts with both hands and pulling them forcefully with each thrust of the penis, squeezing them until they were deformed, with clumps of flesh and erect nipples spilling out between my fingers.

I pulled Mommy to the furthest point from me and then accelerated until we were tightly joined. I thrust harder and harder, and Mommy's movements became more and more pronounced. She probably felt she was about to hit the water tank, so she straightened her upper body and grabbed the railing. I pulled Mommy's slender arms back, making her breasts look even firmer, and then continued to relentlessly fuck her from behind…

“Mmm…mmm…oh…no…ah…Mommy can’t take it…ahhh…”

Hearing Mommy's approaching climax, I abandoned all restraint and wrapped my arms tightly around her waist from behind, thrusting wildly. Mommy's vagina convulsed and gripped my penis tightly, as if trying to suck me in. Instantly, Mommy's whole body began to tremble.

“Ah…ah…ah…ah…huff…huff…”

I pushed my penis to the deepest part of Mommy's vagina, raising my legs to try and lift her entire body. Mommy cooperated, pressing all her weight onto my penis, and a stream of semen shot into her vagina.

I exhaled, as if I hadn't breathed at all during the previous action, and then continued to thrust into Mommy dozens of times while ejaculating. Mommy continued to pant for a few moments, then gradually stopped trembling.

"Hoo... Xiao Xiang, why were you so rough? Mommy feels like I've been raped..." Mommy pulled my penis out, turned her head, and kissed me.

"I'm sorry, Mommy, does it hurt? Who told you to say that?" I lovingly used a tissue to wipe Mommy's slightly swollen genitals and the semen that had leaked out.

"Mommy only just thought of it... If I hadn't said anything, it would have been a long time... Oh dear, who told you to talk about what to do and how to do it? But Mommy is still too embarrassed to use dirty words." Mommy spoke with embarrassment, her voice getting softer and softer.

"Then... Mommy... was I good at it??" Seeing Mommy's shyness, I wanted to tease her even more with vulgar words.

Mommy reached out her little hand, cupped my penis, and stroked it to remove the remaining semen. Then, with a wry smile as if she'd been teased, she said, "Okay...okay...very good..."

I responded by giving my penis a couple of hard jerks.

I put my pants on, and Mommy put on her bra and fixed her hair. Just as I was about to open the door to go out and check on things, Mommy tapped me on the head.

"Hey, stop pretending. Hurry up and take it out." Mommy saw through my trick.

"Oh, Mommy...you found out..." I took out Mommy's purple panties.

"Of course, everyone knows whether they're wearing panties or not." Mommy actually thought about it for a moment.

"Mommy...I want this one..." I asked Mommy.

"How can you? Then Mommy won't have anything to wear...it'll be exposed..." Mommy probably had never gone out naked before.

"Just bear with it...no one will see...this panty has Mommy's strong scent...I'll probably need it when I miss Mommy!" I hugged Mommy and smelled her fragrance.

Whether Mommy couldn't resist my insistence or wanted her underwear to stay with me, she reluctantly said "Oh."

I kissed Mommy's cheek and opened the door to leave.

Mommy hid behind me, but unexpectedly, halfway through opening the door, she saw Daddy walk in... I was so startled that I had to close the door first.

"Hey, Xiaoxiang, what are you doing here?" Daddy came in and casually closed the door behind him.

"Oh, nothing, I have a bit of diarrhea. I just had one, but I felt like I needed to go again before I went out." I answered nervously, turning my head to look—Mommy's face changed drastically, and I quickly grabbed her hand to comfort her.

"That's strange, your dad's stomach feels weird too... but we need to hurry, oh, time's almost up. Ah, where's your mommy?!"

Hearing this, Mommy's hand trembled slightly, a different tremor than before. I could tell Mommy was very scared. I made a "shh" gesture in front of my mouth, and Mommy nodded gently.

"I saw a lot of people in the restroom upstairs and ran down. Mommy should be waiting for us upstairs."

I judged that now was the best time to go out. I pointed to Mommy's high heels, and Mommy understood and took them off. I pretended to flush the toilet, grabbed Mommy's hand, and quickly walked out.

"Okay, okay. Daddy, I'm going out now ,

hurry up. " "Okay, almost there." As soon as we got out of the restroom, I told Mommy to go upstairs and wait for us, while I waited for Daddy to come out. In a few seconds, I composed myself from the shock and involuntarily turned back to watch a beautiful woman's back slowly ascending the escalator. I chuckled to myself smugly: " Hmm... if Mommy wore a short skirt today, I wonder if she could see me..." ********** ... These past few months, it's actually my mom's scented underwear that has witnessed my ejaculation. Mom said my aunt would be visiting my uncle for a few days, and she asked her to bring some clothes and other items. "Mommy, okay, I'll go get them from Auntie one day." My uncle has visited me a few times in the past few months, taking me out for walks, meals, and so on. "Hmm... okay... Xiao Xiang, Mommy took a jacket for your aunt to take..." Mommy said on the other end of the phone. "A jacket...? Oh, okay..." Although I was a little confused: it's still quite hot here, maybe she's just worried about it getting cold. "Mommy... in case the weather changes, it's better to have something with you, and... you should check the jacket pockets..." Mommy gave me a strange reminder. I was stunned for a moment: "Pockets? Could it be... hahaha! How come I didn't think of that!? Hehehe, there are people selling used underwear online... I guess not many people can buy Mommy's used underwear..."

"Oh, you... what nonsense are you spouting again... Mommy was worried your aunt would find out... so I had to stuff it in your clothes... Okay, just remember to ask your aunt for it..." Mommy is so thoughtful.

Every time I talk to Mommy, the first half is normal mother-son concern, but the second half turns into a erotic scene.

I even asked Mommy to have sex with me over the phone, but because Daddy was home, it never worked out. At most, Mommy would moan a few times to satisfy my craving.

This day, I had arranged to visit my uncle and pick up something from my aunt. I knew the area well because I sometimes visited clients there. Because of the factory, my uncle lived in company-provided dormitory in the outskirts of Shenzhen.

After ringing the doorbell, a stranger opened the door. Upon asking, I learned that three Taiwanese managers lived in the building, each with a floor-level living space, while my uncle was assigned to the second floor. After going upstairs...

"Ah, Xiao Xiang, it's been so long! Oh, you've gotten so tanned...?" My aunt still looked youthful and energetic.

"Yeah, I've been running around visiting clients lately, and the sun's a bit stronger here." I said, giving my aunt a once-over from head to toe.

In this run-down dorm room, my aunt's presence seemed bright and cheerful. Unlike my mom's long hair, she had short, wavy hair and seemed much more shrewd than my mom. She wore a white long-sleeved shirt, a simple crystal necklace, and her breasts were a C-cup size. She wore very short denim shorts, revealing her healthy, toned thighs and calves with a slender curve extending to her feet.

"It's really fun. I haven't seen you in Taiwan for a long time, but it's great to run into you here." My aunt said, pulling up her shorts.

"Haha, yeah, thanks to Uncle." I grinned foolishly at my uncle.

"Then have a seat, Auntie will get you some fruit." I thought that if my mom was a docile kitten, my aunt must be a mischievous leopard.

My uncle showed me around the house. There were two rooms, a living room, and a kitchen, but only one bathroom. My uncle's bed was quite messy. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, so I guess my aunt must have been messed with a lot lately.

Haha… Thinking about this, next time I should call Mom to come over. I won't let her off the hook until she breaks the bed…

I wonder if I'm the only one with this perverted habit: when I'm visiting a family, if the host has a pretty girl or someone you're attracted to, I pay special attention to whether there are any clean underwear in the bathroom. If there are, I might use the excuse of going to the bathroom to “play” with them. I checked, and it seemed there weren't any, which was a bit disappointing.

Then I chatted with my uncle and watched TV in the living room. The phone rang, and I saw my uncle's expression change. He glanced at my aunt. I heard a woman's voice, but because my uncle deliberately covered the receiver and lowered his voice, I couldn't hear what they were saying. After a few words, my uncle hung up and resumed the previous conversation.

While I was talking to my uncle, I was distracted, constantly stealing glances at my aunt's beautiful legs. Exercise really makes a difference; they're smooth and elastic, without an ounce of excess fat. Sometimes my aunt would bend down to open the closet, and usually when she bent over, the clothes behind her would rise up, revealing her underwear. But I couldn't see any. Could it be a thong? Or maybe she wore it low to avoid showing...

? But... if Mommy's forte is her beautiful breasts, then my aunt's is her beautiful legs. If I ever had the chance... I'd love to touch them!

But she's my aunt after all. Even so, I've already slept with Mommy's woman. ^_^ Just fantasizing, because I think the chances are very, very slim.

While we were talking, my uncle suddenly coughed... I thought he'd caught me peeking at his wife, and I looked at him a little awkwardly.

My uncle, a little embarrassed, whispered to me, "I said, Xiaoxiang, there's something I might need your help with..."

I leaned closer and said, "Oh, no problem, please go ahead."

He lowered his voice and said, "Well, your aunt has been here for a week now. Actually, I've spent most of this week with her, so there's still a lot of work to be done..."

Looking into his eyes, I sensed his inner struggle. I think the mistake every man in the world makes, he makes especially...

"Oh, oh, Uncle, I understand that feeling... There's pressure when things aren't finished." I replied seriously.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's good that you understand. So... the factory just called... there's a problem with the production line, I might have to go there after I've eaten..." My uncle thought I hadn't heard it was a woman.

"Hmm, it's okay, don't worry about me, I'm often called upon too..." I nodded.

Called upon too, that's true, but usually, they can't wait. A production line problem stopping is a big deal, how can they wait until you've eaten?! At this point, I was even more certain that it was related to a woman.

"Since you're here, how about you stay here tonight? Keep your aunt company for me... You can go out for a stroll or whatever you want..." My uncle said, taking some money out of his pocket. My uncle seemed to be having a great time finding a scapegoat, and he handed me dozens of hundred-yuan bills. Although I declined, I accepted them in the end. If I didn't accept them, they would have gone to his mistress anyway, haha...

"Okay, I'm free tomorrow too, no problem, I'll take care of your aunt for you..." I thought that maybe I could really "take care" of her. Keeping her company is not as good as keeping her in bed, and being able to go out for a stroll is not as good as having her breasts sway...

My aunt brought over some fruit, bent down and placed the plate on the low table. I stole glances at my aunt's ample bosom. Two mounds of beautiful flesh were tightly covered by a dark brown bra, and a crystal necklace swayed in front of her breasts.

I thought to myself, today should be a lot of opportunities to peek at each other's private parts. My

uncle's departure might have opened the door for me... Knowing that my uncle had to work overtime, my aunt had no choice but to let him go out, leaving me and my aunt alone... I

thought that as long as both of us were sexually capable, or perhaps it was because I was gradually becoming interested in my aunt's body, it was

always a little awkward for a man and a woman to be alone in a room... During our chat, I learned that my aunt had n't gone anywhere during her recent visits, at most just shopping at the mall. I suggested we go to Splendid China or Window of the World, and my aunt immediately agreed... She seemed to have been cooped up for a long time... ********** ... Thinking that I couldn't lick Auntie's real nipples, I stuck out my tongue and licked the nipple spot, which felt good. My penis slowly became aroused, and then I saw Auntie's panties. They weren't the thongs I guessed; they were low-waisted, no wonder I couldn't see them even when I bent over. Unlike the scent of bras, the panties smelled like fabric softener. After touching Auntie's underwear, I started planning how to make my move on her. However, I didn't know Auntie as well as I knew Mommy. If sleeping with Mommy was an A-level difficulty, Auntie was probably an S-level difficulty. I thought I'd need a bit of luck besides relying on myself... Never mind, let's just masturbate and release some pent-up desire first. I inserted my penis into Auntie's panties from front to back. To make it as realistic as possible, I tried to penetrate the part of the panties that was opposite her vagina. A little semen had already slowly flowed onto the panties. I didn't want to hide the clear, sticky fluid. I didn't need to worry if Auntie didn't notice. Even if she did notice a little, I didn't think many women would dare to ask if someone had ejaculated on their panties, but at least it could convey my "admiration" for Auntie. As I slowly reached my climax, the woman I imagined wasn't my aunt, but my mother. Wait, what's going on?! I thought about it and realized that my aunt and mother's milk scents seemed quite similar. Sisters really do have things in common! My mother let me have sex with her, but I wonder if my aunt would let me…

As I thought about it, I started hitting faster and faster, until my glans turned red. Finally, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated. Whew, that felt so good.

I really wanted to take Auntie's bra, but I thought better of it and decided to take a shower.

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