“Hmm…”

My mother, with her vulva pressed against my chest, couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. Sitting in my lap, she stiffened, her delicate body motionless, and her hands, which had been tightly gripping my arms, quietly and weakly loosened their grip…

As my penis was deeply inserted between my mother’s buttocks, I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp.

I never imagined that I would have such intimate contact with my mother in this way and in this manner.

My penis was tightly wrapped by my mother’s two firm buttocks. The amazing softness and elasticity made my whole body feel like it was being electrocuted, and my whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Awesome, so awesome!

Damn, an indescribable pleasure swept through my body, making me tremble all over.

My penis sank deep into my mother’s buttocks. Even though there were two layers of fabric between us, the pleasure of being tightly gripped by the tender flesh of my mother’s mons pubis and inner thighs was more intense and stimulating than any other time I had ever made love.

This is my mother, my biological mother. Now, I have inserted my penis deep between my mother’s legs, and the hot, burning glans is still pressed tightly against my mother’s vaginal opening.

If my mother and I were naked, I could easily possess my stunningly beautiful mother sitting on my waist with just a gentle thrust.

My penis was tightly gripped between my mother’s legs, and the warmth emanating from her straight skirt made it feel like it was melting. The tingling sensation brought me to the brink of ejaculation.

My blood was boiling, and I held my mother’s incredibly hot and shapely body tightly in my arms, feeling extremely excited.

Overwhelmed by a strong sense of taboo and immorality, my brain suddenly seemed to go out of control, and I inexplicably thrust my hips upwards.

My mother, who was sitting on my waist, immediately bounced upwards.

“ah!”

My mother, caught off guard by my sudden attack, let out a short scream from her rosy lips.

Immediately afterwards, my mother’s beautiful buttocks slumped down again, and my glans, which was already deeply inserted between my mother’s legs, sank even deeper. I even wondered if I had opened up my mother’s mysterious opening.

My mother’s beautiful buttocks landed heavily on my penis, making me straighten up and tense my whole body, and my arms around my mother’s slender waist tightened even more.

The mother and son sat trembling on the sofa for a long, long time. Suddenly, the mother turned around, her pretty face full of coldness, and her phoenix eyes stared coldly at me.

“mom……”

Looking at my mother’s slightly cold face, my mind went blank, and I called out softly in a trembling voice.

I can’t understand myself why I had to push it upwards that one time.

“release!”

The mother’s tone was slightly cold, but her voice was surprisingly calm.

There was no outburst of anger or punches and kicks as I had expected, and I could hardly believe it myself.

I quickly and obediently released my mother’s slender waist.

My mother pursed her red lips tightly, and slowly stood up from my arms, supporting herself on my thighs.

The extremely sensitive penis was slowly pulled out from between my mother’s buttocks, and the intense pleasure of the friction made it impossible for me, who was already on the verge of ejaculation, to endure it.

Suddenly, I shuddered all over, let out a muffled groan, and a large amount of thick semen gushed out. The force of the ejaculation was stronger than ever before, soaking through my thin shorts.

My mother, who was getting up, froze. She turned back to look at me with disbelief, her beautiful face filled with astonishment and surprise.

She could clearly feel the heat and wetness beneath her buttocks.

I was completely overwhelmed by the pleasure of ejaculation, feeling blissfully light.

My penis, which was bulging high in my pants, was still throbbing with each ejaculation, the glans teasing and probing between my mother’s buttocks, as if I were deliberately defiling her.

My mother noticed something amiss in her lower body; her pretty face and ears instantly flushed red, and she quickly stood up from my arms.

However, the skirt that covered her plump, beautiful buttocks was full of wrinkles, and a large wet patch had spread out from it.

It was all my doing.

The pleasure of ejaculation gradually faded, and a cool sensation slowly enveloped my body.

Although I had long been determined to win over my mother, I still felt immense fear and apprehension when the time came.

My mother’s phoenix eyes swept over me gently, and when she saw the large wet patch on my pants, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

My mother’s pretty face showed a slight hint of anger as she gently scolded me, “Look at your ugly appearance!”

I lowered my head, covered my pants, and dared not make a sound, feeling as if I were about to die.

I held my breath and lowered my head, not daring to breathe too loudly. My mother’s pretty face was contorted, her expression full of complex emotions.

The atmosphere was oppressive and silent.

Suddenly, the sound of people talking came from outside the glass wall, and Mom’s expression changed slightly.

I arrived at the group headquarters close to 2 p.m., and now that so much time has passed, it’s the time when people should be at work in the afternoon.

Suddenly, Mom reached out and grabbed my ear, then strode quickly toward the break room in the office: “Come in with me!”

My mother’s high heels clicked on the floor, each step feeling like a stomp on my heart, making me increasingly uneasy.

I bent over and followed beside my mother’s waist, hoping she would twist harder so that the “punishment” I would receive later would be lighter.

This is a very private lounge that my mother uses when she rests at the company during lunchtime. It has all the usual furniture.

My mother grabbed my ear and threw me heavily onto her bed where she usually rested, then stood in front of me with her arms crossed without saying a word.

I sat on the bed, wanting to look up and see my mother’s face, but because I had just offended her, I didn’t have the courage to do so.

I was filled with regret. I had already taken advantage of my mother enough, so why did I have to be so reckless as to contradict her?

Now, how am I going to explain this to my mom?

What worries me most is that after today’s incident, my mother will no longer be so close to me, and there will be a rift and distance between us.

My mother remained standing in front of me without saying a word.

I secretly observed my mother’s slender waist and flat stomach, as well as her beautiful legs, which I loved the most. I racked my brains but couldn’t come up with a reason to explain.

Suddenly, the scent of photinia flowers wafted around me. I looked down and saw that the front of my pants was soaked; I had ejaculated far too much this time.

My mother moved slightly, clearly having also smelled the scent of my semen.

After about ten seconds, Mom finally spoke slowly: “Why aren’t you going to wash up? What are you waiting for?”

My mother’s voice was soft, her tone still clear and pleasant, like a babbling brook, and there seemed to be no reprimand in her words.

I felt like I’d been granted a pardon, and with my head down, I ducked into the bathroom.

I used to want to be by my mother’s side every day, but now I just want to escape far away.

I stripped myself naked in the bathroom, the warm water splashing over my shoulders, but I was still deeply depressed, unable to come up with a reason to explain myself.

I aimed the showerhead at my now-soft penis and gently rubbed away the remaining semen. As I washed, I couldn’t help but recall the feeling of my penis being deeply inserted between my mother’s buttocks.

“call……”

I let out a long breath, my mind still in turmoil.

My mother’s vagina is so soft and comfortable. Just inserting my penis into her buttocks is enough to make me feel unbearably aroused.

This ecstatic feeling is quite different from the sex I had with my sister last night.

While washing, my penis, which had already ejaculated countless times since yesterday, started to show signs of erection again.

I’m quite impressed with myself; my sex drive is unusually strong.

I forced myself not to overthink, squeezed out the shower gel that was printed with Italian words on the bottle, and rubbed it all over my body.

After cleaning myself up, I was filled with worry again, wishing I could spend the rest of my life in the bathroom.

However, hiding wasn’t a solution. I gritted my teeth, took my mother’s bath towel, wrapped it around my waist, and walked out of the bathroom, ready to face my mother’s wrath head-on.

Inside the room, Mom stood by the window, her beautiful eyes gazing at the sky. Golden sunlight shone on her, turning her hair golden, and under the golden glow, she exuded an aura of a goddess.

It was just a glimpse of her back, yet it was already so beautiful, so dreamlike, so unreal and unreal.

Staring at my mother’s tall and beautiful figure, I couldn’t help but fall into deep self-doubt. Did I really deserve or have the ability to have such a perfect woman as my mother?

I subconsciously slowed my pace and quietly came to my mother’s side, carefully examining her delicate and flawless face.

My mother seemed unaware of my presence. Her beautiful eyes were lowered as she stared at the bustling street outside the window, and she let out a long sigh without warning.

“mom……”

I called out softly, but the words I had just prepared were stuck in my throat, unable to be uttered or swallowed.

My mother was startled by my shout and her body trembled slightly. She turned to look at me, her pretty face a mixture of shame and anger: “Why don’t you make a sound when you walk?”

I scratched my head, unsure how to answer.

I was suddenly surprised to find that my mother’s earlobes and the tips of her ears had turned red again in the blink of an eye.

My mother stared into my eyes in silence. After a long while, she finally said softly, “Finished washing?”

“Um.”

I gave a soft “hmm” and looked into my mother’s phoenix eyes.

Seeing my gaze darting back and forth, my mother quickly turned her eyes to the window, and I clearly caught a hint of panic on her pretty face.

A doubt crept into my mind. Shouldn’t I be the one avoiding their gaze at this moment? After all, I had just done something so offensive to my mother.

But why is Mom now hesitant to look me in the eye?

I stared at my mother’s bright red ears, and a thought flickered in my mind.

My mother is a strong woman who is gentle on the outside but firm on the inside, and she is decisive and efficient. Few people or things can make her change her expression.

Now, my mother is so shy in front of me.

Thinking back to how my mother had slightly climaxed this morning, the underwear that still smelled of her erotic scent is now lying in her dirty laundry basket.

Could it be that my thrust just now aroused Mom again?

Thinking of this, I felt a surge of desire. Perhaps right now, my mother’s private parts were overflowing with intoxicatingly fragrant spring water.

Mom stared out the window for a long, long time. The blush on her pretty face gradually faded, and her skin became as white as jade again.

Her red lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to speak, but no words came out.

Seeing this, I took the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere: “Mom, why don’t you go wash it too? The back of your pants…”

“Okay, I understand.”

The mother’s reaction was calm and unfazed, as if she were dealing with a trivial matter.

She didn’t look at me; Yingying turned and walked into the bathroom.

I stared at my mother’s retreating figure, lost in deep thought.

Why didn’t my mother react like a mother should when I offended her?

My mother wasn’t as shocked, angry, or upset as I’d expected. Her reaction was rather bland, almost too bland.