Chapter 71

Which woman doesn’t care about her age? When I spoke to Teacher Chu Ning, didn’t I also touch upon my mother’s heart?

Moreover, age is undoubtedly an obstacle between my mother and me if I want to win her heart and soul. My unintentional remark has unwittingly planted countless thorns on my path to winning her heart.

Seeing my mother staring blankly at the documents, I couldn’t contain my emotions and gently hugged her again.

My mother didn’t refuse my hug. She closed her eyes and gently rested her head on my waist.

“Xiaoyuan, Mommy is so tired…”

Listening to my mother’s soft whispers, my eyes reddened. I recalled how my mother had worked so hard for the company and the family over the years, as well as my father’s irresponsibility. I also thought about the forbidden feelings I had for her that I shouldn’t have had, and my heart ached.

I am completely lost. I don’t know if continuing down this path will lead to a happy ending for both my mother and me, or it will cause her irreparable harm.

I hugged my mother tightly, so tightly that I wished she could become part of my body.

Suddenly, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I placed a deep kiss on my mother’s face and said involuntarily, “Mom, I’m here with you.”

Since I kissed my mother in the office, life has returned to normal.

Neither my mother nor I mentioned what happened in the office that night.

Perhaps, in my mother’s eyes, the kiss I gave her on the forehead was simply a son’s way of keeping her company and comforting her.

My mother seems to have taken my advice to heart. She has rearranged her work and is now spending more time on herself and her family.

My relationship with my mother has become more harmonious. She seems to have become that gentle and wise mother again, no longer pinching my ears or ignoring me all the time.

I’m spending more and more time with my mother every day, and less and less time alone. I haven’t seen Song Yu for several days now because I can’t find an opportunity.

Perhaps sensing my “neglect,” Song Yu gradually stopped contacting me proactively.

After all, the other person fell because of me, and I felt guilty and apologetic while also feeling anxious.

After all, such a delicate beauty was about to be devoured, but was forced to stop. However, no matter what, the cooked duck couldn’t be allowed to fly away.

The time when school let out at noon was my most enjoyable time. Every noon, after all the students had left, Ms. Chu Ning and I would passionately entwine and make love in her office, and we would not stop until after one or two classes in the afternoon.

Fortunately, Chu Ning, being both my English teacher and my homeroom teacher, was able to easily suppress the fact that I skipped class.

These past few days, I’ve been inseparable from Teacher Chu Ning, our feelings for each other have been growing stronger, and we wish we could stick to each other all the time, creating quite a bit of romance.

For example, I would have Ms. Chu Ning sit in my lap and explain English test questions to me while we made love; or we would sneak into the girls’ restroom in the teaching building during lunch break when no one was around and make love boldly. The thrill of being discovered and the exposure outdoors made Ms. Chu Ning and I sink into a state of depravity, and we couldn’t help but want to tell others about our forbidden teacher-student relationship.

Later I learned that it was quite unusual for Cao Yun to bring Chu Ning to school that day, because Chu Ning’s BMW happened to be borrowed by her classmate, so she had to ask Cao Yun to bring her to school, and coincidentally my mother and I saw it.

Because my younger sister lives at school, she was the only one who contacted me once. Later, my mother and I went to visit her at school. The little girl threw herself into my arms and cried her heart out, which made this “sister-loving maniac” feel unbearably heartbroken. If my mother hadn’t been there, I probably would have hugged my sister instead…

My relationship with Chen Xiao remained the same as always. Every evening, we would talk on the phone for at least half an hour to make her happy. Because of my studies, we rarely had time to meet. So, during WeChat video calls, I directed her to masturbate quite a few times. Every time I saw the vaginal fluid gushing from her vagina and wetting the front camera of my phone, I felt an urge to rush to her house and fuck this delicate ballet dancer until she passed out before I was satisfied.

For the past few days, every time I see my mother’s beautiful face, I can’t help but think of that dream I had with her.

My relationship with my mother is bland and undeveloped, which makes me feel impatient and discouraged. I keep hesitating about whether to be honest with her, but I’m worried that my abruptness will make our mother-son relationship irreparable. I can’t make a decision, so I just helplessly continue to get along with my mother as her son.

Sometimes I also yearn for the male protagonists in those incestuous mother-son novels, who are unscrupulous, disregard the consequences, and easily capture their mothers’ bodies and minds with simple force…

Before we knew it, the National Day holiday was approaching, and it was time for my aunt to go back to China…

…

At night, in the bedroom, Chen Xiao and I were video chatting. I instructed her to put her phone on the bed, then turned on the front camera, and then had her squat above the camera.

Once the girl pointed her tender vulva between her legs at the camera, she was made to squat and lift up repeatedly in front of the phone, in a cowgirl position.

Seeing the girl’s fingers pry open the reddened labia on the phone screen, revealing the pink flesh and deep vagina inside, made my penis stand erect.

Whenever I think of Yu Lian, the dignified deputy secretary of Wanghai City, that cold and beautiful woman I’ve only ever seen on TV, I feel immense satisfaction. Her supposedly obedient daughter has been turned into this by me.

Chen Xiao’s body kept moving up and down, and her moist and luscious vulva was zoomed in and out on the phone screen, as if it were sitting on my waist, gripping my penis and constantly swallowing and spitting it out, making me swallow hard.

“Oh~ Oh oh~”

Chen Xiao’s moans were soft and seductive, making one’s heart itch with desire.

“Yuan, Yuan, I’m coming!!! Ah~!”

Chen Xiao suddenly screamed, and the fingers that had been prying open her vulva pressed down on her erect clitoris and rubbed it wildly.

Accompanied by piercing moans, Chen Xiao’s fair buttocks trembled violently, and a large amount of clear, lustful fluid gushed out from her slightly open vagina, blurring the camera lens…

Looking at the glistening water droplets on the screen, the opening and closing of the girl’s tender vulva, and the melodious panting, I felt an urge to lick the screen…

I took several deep breaths, forcing myself to suppress the urge to ejaculate.

One drop of semen is worth ten drops of blood. I rarely masturbate because, in my view, semen should fill a woman’s uterus; it shouldn’t be wasted so easily…

Chen Xiao rested for a long time before picking up a tissue to wipe the camera clean.

A faint smile played on the girl’s lips as she sat on the bed with her legs spread wide, still pointing the camera at her vulva. A finger caressed her moist, tender pink labia, the knuckle lightly rubbing against the entrance.

I teased her, “Little glutton, aren’t you full yet?”

Contrary to her usual obedient and docile nature, Chen Xiao brought the camera close to her vulva and asked me in a mischievous tone, “Want to lick it?”

“Well…”

My throat tightened, and my mouth felt dry: “Next time we meet, I’ll fuck you to death.”

“whee.”

The girl was completely unfazed by my “threat”: “If you’re so capable, come and fuck me right now…”

“you……!”

Just as I was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

Hearing this, I quickly lowered my voice: “Hang up first, honey, my mom’s here.”

“Okay~”

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiao’s expression immediately turned dejected. She didn’t hang up the phone, but stared at me with her big eyes full of resentment.

I kissed her through the screen: “Baby, bye-bye.”

After I finished speaking, I gave her an apologetic look and quickly ended the video call.

I called out, “Mom, what’s wrong?”

“May I come in?” Mom asked from outside the door.