章節 1: Chapter 1: Mom's Underwear
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My name is Li Feng, and I am 16 years old. I have just graduated from junior high school, and I will go to high school in one month.
I have an older sister, Li Xueqing, she is 4 years older than me and has already gone to college. She was beautiful and smart since she was a child, but I haven't seen her for a year because she went abroad for under-graduation studies.
My father, Li Guo, is the deputy director of the Commerce Department of a foreign company. He is busy every day, and often does not go home for half a month or a month.
My mother, Xia Shuting, is a teacher at No. 1 High School in our province. She comes from a scholarly family, and she has a demure and elegant temperament, and she is so beautiful that a single glance could stifle one's breath. It is said that she is also the No. 1 beauty in No. 1 High School. As her son, I can understand why they say so.
Originally, the plan was to let me go to boarding in No. 1 Junior High School, which is far away from home, and study hard, and in the future I will be admitted to the high school where my mother works.
But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. I didn't pass the exam because of 'technical difficulties', uh...
To put it bluntly, I didn't study hard at all.
My mother was anxious and contacted all the people whom she had good relations with, and finally won an opportunity. That is, as long as I can pass the test before the end of the summer vacation, I can be admitted as an exception in the school she works.
Due to this, even though I have only enjoyed less than a month of summer vacation, I can only go home by high-speed train.
On the high-speed rail, I was playing with my mobile phone boredly, and suddenly a message came from WeChat from 'Mom'.
"Son, where are you? Your dad said he was going to pick you up, but the company urged him to go meet a client, and he won't be back until a few days later. Would you be able to get home by yourself?"
Thinking of my father, I don't actually have much affection. My father often went out since I was a child, and I was basically brought up by my mother. In addition, I have been boarding at the school for the past three years of junior high school, so I have no affection left for my father whatsoever. If there is anything, its... jealousy!
But my mother is different. Although I haven't seen my mother very much in the past three years, and can only come back for two days a month, I love her a lot, and it was way beyond the level of affection a son should have for his mother. I see my mother as a woman, something that is forbidden and regarded as taboo by the society.
I smiled and replied, "Yeah, I can just go back by myself, don't worry."
"Okay then, I'll make delicious food for you at home."
After finishing chatting with my mother, I was so excited when I thought that I would see my beautiful mother soon. But there was still a long way to go, and I had nothing to do now, so I closed my eyes and tried to sleep for a while.
Just when I was half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard a clear and pleasant voice from the side.
"I'm sorry, little sister. But I cannot give this to you for free."
I opened my eyes in a daze, and saw a beautiful lady standing next to me, the so-called high-speed rail attendant.
She was about 30 years old, with a plump body and pretty looks, which can be regarded as in upper-middle class. But a uniform adds a lot of points, wrapping the round buttocks and revealing the white thighs, the temptation of the uniform is fatal to any man.
She was enough to be regarded as a top-notch beautiful woman anywhere but she appeared so ugly when compared with the girl standing in front of her.
No, she was more like a Loli than a girl, as she looked like she was only 10-years-old at most.
Loli's facial features were very delicate, with two shallow dimples and a pointed chin. The most conspicuous are the eyes and mouth. The eyes are big and there is a kind of ethereal spirit. If you look closely, the pupils have a faint pink-purple colour, which looks quite charming and out of ordinary. The mouth was perfect, neither big nor small, neither thick nor thin, neither dark nor light, everything is just right, full and lustrous. There is no lip balm but it looked very supple, and tender. Those tender lips gave the feeling that if someone kissed her hard, they may bite it off!
Two ponytails are tied from the ear position, which is beautiful and cute. The pointed oval face is thinner overall, giving people a delicate beauty, although not yet fully developed. However, the slightly protruding buttocks and the thin waist with obvious curves indicate that she must be a beauty who will bring disaster to the country and the people in the future.
I was stunned. I never thought that a 10-year-old Loli could fascinate me.
As a woman, the high-speed rail female attendant felt ashamed when faced with such a loli, as any female would. For a moment, she thought about giving her the drink in her hand, but after all, she had responsibilities, so she had no choice but to give up.
I recovered from my stupor, and subconsciously blurted out: "I'll pay for her."
After I finished speaking, without waiting for the Loli to react, I took out my mobile phone and scanned the QR code, made the payment, took the drink from female attendant, and handed it to Loli.
However, just when my hand was half a meter away from Loli, I suddenly felt a chill, and the icy chill hit my whole body.
In an instant, my clothes were drenched with cold sweat. Although I didn't quite understand what happened, the dense killing intent froze me.
Just when I was about to lose my hold on the juice can, Little Loli turned her head in one direction, and the killing intent disappeared, very abruptly. If it wasn't for my back drenched in cold sweat, even I wouldn't believe what I just went through .
Little Loli smiled and took the juice can from my hand. Her thin little hand made me distracted but this time I had learned my lesson.
"Thank you big brother!"
I forced a smile, not daring to speak any outrageous words.
Now no matter how stupid I am in academics, I know that the Little Loli in front of me can't be offended, and there are definitely experts around here protecting her in secret.
It's no wonder, to be honest. With such a perfect face, if there is no one to protect her, how can her family rest assured when she goes out by herself.
Seeing that I didn't speak any more, Little Loli smiled at me, to thank me again, and left with light steps.
I sat in the seat for a long time before I recovered. I was still a little sleepy, but now I am completely awake.
Forget it, if this kind of person really wants to kill me, I'm sure I won't be able to live. Instead of being afraid and worrying all the time, it's better to just pretend nothing happened.
After thinking like this, I felt much better and the tension slowly started wearing off. Taking advantage of no one around, I opened a light novel website on my mobile phone and secretly browsed through it.
I don't know when I became obsessed with this kind of thing. Now, I remember very clearly which website is for finding movies, which website is for looking for pictures, and which website is for reading novels.
Originally, I was young and energetic, and I had no parental supervision for three years in junior high school, which made me addicted to masterbating. I would feel uncomfortable if I didn't watch porn everyday, and I had to masturbate at least once a day.
And I especially like to see videos, mangas, and novels with mature women, like mother and son, aunts, sisters-in-law, wives, etc., but my favourite is mother and son, for reasons very well known.
What I'm reading recently is "Son-in-law's Green Mother", and "Xiao Xi's Beautiful Mother Teacher."
To be honest, I don't particularly like this kind of novels. What I can't accept the most is the Green mother. However, the writing is so good that I read it over and over again.
(A/N: Green novels are basically cuckolding novels. Green mother novels are typically written from son's perspective, watching his beautiful and flawless mother either getting conquered by her midget or dark friend. You get the idea.)
I always imagine the mother in the novel as my mother, and the midget as myself. Fantasizing that I can conquer my mature mother into a sex slave like him. Of course, I can only think about it. If you ask me if I dare to try it in reality, I still dare not.
I spend the rest of the time reading the novel. Then I got off the train, took the subway, took a taxi, and finally arrived at the gate downstairs of our apartment tower. Our house is on the fourth floor, a two-bedroom and one-living room ordinary house, more than enough for three people to live in.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Who is it?"
"Mom, it's me."
There was no sound from inside the door, but the footsteps were getting closer and closer.
"You came pretty fast, come on in."
The door opened, and there stood a beautiful and glamorous mature woman with a smiling face, my mother, Xia Shuting.
The face that he has seen since childhood seems to have not changed at all. The long eyelashes were still slightly raised, and well-trimmed. The beautiful phoenix eyes, the high nose bridge, the sexy red lips, the snow white skin… even without makeup, she can easily fascinate people.
Perfectly natural blonde curly hair draped from her head to chest, long and lustrous. Speaking of chest, I really don't know how my mother's breasts grow. They are ridiculously big, but they don't sag at all. The shape is perfect and impeccable. The waist, chest and plump buttocks form a perfect arc. The long white and smooth legs are looming her long skirt. Her entire being exudes the charm of a peak-class mature women, best of the best in existence!
But what is more prominent is the smell of books all over her body, which gives her a alluring, quiet and virtuous vibe. It is difficult to imagine how these very different temperaments can appear in one person at the same time.
Looking at my mother, I couldn't help swallowing. Fortunately, it's my own mother, and I had built some resistance over time, otherwise, with my young and vigorous body, I would have strong desire to directly rape my mother.
After my mother finished speaking, she didn't notice my abnormality, turned around and walked into the kitchen. Looking at the curvy and proud figure wrapped under the wide home skirt, I slightly pressed the raised cock, and then walked in.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, the mother said: "Son, you can rest on the sofa for a while, the meal will be ready soon."
"Okay."
I agreed, put my schoolbag back in the room, sat on the sofa and looked at novels in my smartphone again.
From time to time, I glanced at my mother—her sensual but not fat buttocks—the tall but not drooping big breasts—and the explosive figure that even a wide skirt can't hide.
I don't know when I started to be fascinated by my mother's body, and I don't know when I started to read mother-child novels. It may be that normal adolescent boys will experience this kind of thing in their lifetime naturally, or it may be that they want to realise their desires by replacing their unattainable mother in reality with the one in fiction.
In short, now I am full of strong desires to get my mother's body, but I can't force it. Ninety-nine percent of the results of force are tragedies. I can only proceed step-by-step, in a planned way.
And I have been thinking about my plan for a long time, but I was not at home often before, and the plan could not be implemented at all, but it is different now. As long as I pass the test, my mother will be with me for at least the next 3 years. If there is any opportunity in life that I could conquer my mother, make her my sex slave, then this was it! If I wasn't able to conquer her during these 3 years, then she can only be my mother forever.
I decided to perfect the plan tonight and start the journey of conquering my mother tomorrow.
But first, I have to deal with the current matter first. Looking at the crotch that is about to be torn, I smiled helplessly. If I don't vent it, I will probably be suffocated to death.
Seeing my busy mothr, I estimated that it would take a while for the meal to be prepared, I sneaked into the toilet with some expectations in my heart.
After I went in and locked the door, I started to rummage around, and I was not disappointed. I found the clothes and underwear that my mother had changed in the basket.
My mother's clothes are very conservative, and there are very few short-sleeved tops, let alone short skirts, most of the skirts only reach the length of the calf. Underwear is also a very common cotton style, like lace. Interesting, I have never seen it since I was a child.
However, this did not reduce the desire but intensified it instead. I picked up a pair of my mother's underwear, which may have just been replaced, because there were still some water stains in the pussy area. I licked it in a strange way.
Don't mind you, even I can't believe this perverted behaviour, but I can't stop at all.
Smelling the lingering scent of a mature woman on the underwear, mixed with a hint of fragrance, I couldn't help taking off my pants and pressing my mother's panties on my cock.
My mother's panties looked so small under my thick cock. The dark cock was covered with ferocious blood vessels. The 16cm long and 4cm thick cock stood upright.
Mom's underwear only covered half of my cock. I was dissatisfied and picked up some of my mother's tops and put them on top of my cock indiscriminately. Sitting on the toilet, I picked my mother's bra, smelled the fragrance on it, and grabbed my mother's clothes with the other hand and rubbed the cock.
"Mom... mom..." I murmured unconsciously.
The soft panties tightly wrapped my dark and thick dick, and there were standing blood vessels around the dick, giving people a hideous visual experience. The front end of the cock is a big glans head that is as smooth and shiny as a peeled chicken egg. Under the friction of the soft panties, greasy liquid emerges from the urethral opening from time to time, soaking mother's panties.
I closed my eyes, thinking back to my mother's back, as if I was reaching out from behind towards my mother's chest, kneading the soft and upright breasts vigorously. Imagining that my mother's soft and waxy breasts were under my hands, changing various shapes, their size cannot be grasped with one hand. From time to time, pink and white breasts overflew from the gap between my fingers.
My waist was shaking back and forth, imagining that I was clinging to my mother's fat buttocks, hitting her hard one after another, and finally a dizziness rushed to the back of head.
"Oh... mom...I'm coming... shooting inside you..."
Streams of concentrated semen dripped out and sprayed in mother's panties.
Slowing down, looking at the panties covered with my own thick semen, I was a little panicked, and it happened that my mother shouted at this time: "Son, where are you? The meal is ready."
"Oh, you are in toilet, come right away after you are done."
"Okay."
I really had no choice but to fold up my mother's underwear and wrap it among several clothes of my mother, praying that my mother would throw all the clothes into the washing machine at once, so that I would not be found.
Finally, I put the slightly loosened cock back into the underwear, pulled up the pants, washed my hands and went out.
After dinner, I talked with my mother for a while and then went back to my room. My mother said that starting tomorrow, I will have to do make up lessons every night, that means, I only have this evening to make plans.
First of all, I think my mother is not the kind of flirtatious and lascivious person, nor is she the kind of person who needs a lot of sex. This can be seen from the fact that my father often travels on business and the couple has never quarrelled. An out-and-out cultural and ethical person with a very conservative mindset, so she is different from the kind of woman who is sexually frustrated when they reach middle ages.
The first step is to let my mother masturbate for me first, the second step is blowjob, and the third step is for me to lick my mother's pussy, let her experience the pleasure, and gradually become sensitive. The next step is the fourth and most important step, which is to do it once with my mother through a suitable opportunity, and it must be enough to let my mother know the taste, so that I will have the opportunity to do it with my mother again in the future.
The plan can only be tentatively like this, there are still many changes, so I can only take one step at a time.
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