Chapter 104

“Hehe!” Zhao Chenyu let out a smug chuckle. His hands landed on his mother’s ample breasts again. The setting sun cast its last rays, the dim, yellowish light illuminating his mother’s fair breasts, like fine mutton-fat jade, their whiteness tinged with a warm glow. A few delicate blue veins were faintly visible beneath the snow-white skin, like the natural, flocculent patterns in white jade, adding a touch of fragility and life to this perfect whiteness. The light red marks left by Zhao Chenyu’s scratches resembled plum blossoms blooming in the snow, both pure and with a hint of defiled allure.

It was then that I noticed that my mother’s nipples had changed from a light pink to a deep rose color, like two plump berries, and looked harder than the tips of Zhao Chenyu’s fingers.

This time, Zhao Chenyu bent his four fingers, placing the pads of his fingers against the outer sides of her two large breasts. Then, his fingers began to tap nimbly, like playing the piano, quickly and lightly tapping his mother’s breasts from top to bottom. Each light yet clear touch made the soft, milk-filled flesh ripple like spring water ruffled by a gentle breeze, spreading out in delicate and alluring circles.

Ripples.

“Ah~” Mom exclaimed softly, the sudden novelty and stimulation even causing her to involuntarily open her eyes, which had been closed for a long time.

“It itches so much~” Mom said softly.

“Does it itch? Does it itch?” Zhao Chenyu asked mischievously, repeating his earlier actions. His hands, like two nimble hummingbirds, danced and hovered over his mother’s full breasts. But because his mother’s breasts were so large and broad, each “play” could only reach half of her breast. So his provocative fingertips rhythmically alternated between the outer and inner sides, the soft “slap slap” sounds accompanied by the extremely subtle tremors of her breasts, creating a lewd yet joyful melody.

“Haha~ Hmm~ Haha~” The mother’s reaction surprised everyone. It was no longer the suppressed groans and gasps of before, but a strange sound somewhere between laughter and groans. It was as if a noble and elegant lady had suddenly revealed the innocent side of a young girl.

No need for “like”, it is…

Zhao Chenyu’s fingers danced incessantly across her breasts, like raindrops falling on lotus leaves. She laughed uncontrollably, her entire snow-white upper body trembling, her large breasts heaving. Even though she was teased until she was weak and almost breathless, her slender hands, hanging limply at her sides, didn’t swat away the wicked hands that were ravaging her breasts. She instinctively raised an arm, using her smooth forearm to shield half of her burning face, but this attempt to conceal only made the large flush that had already spread from her ears all the way to her collarbone and even her chest…

“Wanyi, are you feeling good?” Zhao Chenyu asked again. His mother still didn’t answer with words, but her beautiful eyes, misty with tears, suddenly became unfocused for a moment. Deep within her pupils, there seemed to be a fierce struggle, which eventually turned into a sea of ​​desire, her eyes flowing and expressing an unspeakable longing.

Zhao Chenyu understood this silent invitation, and surprisingly, he didn’t continue his attack, even deliberately withdrawing his hand completely.

They came back and hovered in mid-air. The scene went silent for a moment, with only the heavy breathing of the two people and the faint sound of waves outside the window, making me almost think the video had ended.

But just a few seconds later, Zhao Chenyu’s large hand, which had been poised to strike, suddenly slammed down again with lightning speed, like a predator losing patience!

This time, instead of a light tap, he spread his five fingers and instantly gripped his mother’s breasts firmly.

“Ah—” Mother’s body arched upwards as if struck by a powerful electric current, then slammed back heavily onto the soft pillow with a muffled thud. Her long neck arched back with all her might, drawing a graceful curve. Zhao Chenyu’s large hand almost completely sank into the incredibly soft flesh of her breasts, his fingertips feeling as if they were inserted into silky cream cakes. But unlike silky cakes, these two “cakes” possessed unparalleled elasticity. One could clearly see the snow-white flesh deeply indented under his forceful fingertips, forming an alluring palm hollow, only to spring back to its original shape the moment his fingers slightly relaxed, revealing a smooth, elastic surface.

The surface rippled with enticing flesh-colored waves.

Zhao Chenyu’s hands were no longer the gentle, tentative caresses of before, but began to truly grasp and knead his mother’s breasts, like a skilled baker kneading dough, his movements neither too light nor too heavy, just right. His fingers sank deep into the snow-white flesh, sometimes tightening, sometimes relaxing; sometimes lifting upwards, sometimes pulling outwards; sometimes pressing down heavily with his palms, flattening the flesh; sometimes using the base of his fingers and the space between his thumb and forefinger to grip the base of the breast, pushing the entire nipple upwards, making it more erect.

“Hmm~” “Hmm~”

“Ah, no, uh~ uh~”

At this moment, Mom truly resembled a musical instrument. As her breasts shifted in Zhao Chenyu’s hands, various seductive breaths escaped her throat, like songs and cries, like weeping and laughter, melodious and captivating. Her hands slid limply downwards, ultimately only managing a soft grasp.

She grasped Zhao Chenyu’s taut forearm, but only loosely, without any pushing force, as if she were merely clinging to a piece of driftwood in the surging tide of passion; her two smooth, jade-like legs once again unconsciously clamped tightly around Zhao Chenyu’s strong waist, her two slender, jade-like feet rubbing against each other unconsciously behind his sweaty back, her toes curling and spreading tensely, as if releasing the increasingly intense burning desire within her through these subtle movements.

This scene, though superficially a lewd display of breast fondling, possesses an indescribable beauty. The flowing curves, the shifting contours, the ever-present cleavage and protrusions… all bring a sense of tranquility, an appreciation, an admiration for how these maternally alluring organs are transformed into various captivating and comforting shapes under the kneading of skillful hands.

This is a unique feminine grace and rhythm, a unique charm that only mature women who have experienced childbirth can possess.

I never get tired of watching it, I really never get tired of watching it…

Moreover, it’s unclear whether Zhao Chenyu did it intentionally, but what he did…

Some of the movements avoided the mother’s nipple, as if…

She deliberately cultivated a burning desire to be touched. “Mmm~ No~”

“Mmm~ Ah… Ah~ Mmm~”

“Chenyu~ Stop…stop rubbing…please…” And Zhao Chenyu actually stopped. He let go, and his mother’s breasts, which had been “ravaged,” were now covered with crisscrossing light red palm marks and finger marks.

Just as Mom was panting heavily, her tense body gradually relaxed, and the alluring blush on her skin was about to fade—Zhao Chenyu’s hands moved again! This time, his thumbs and forefingers shot out like lightning, forming a pincer shape, and then precisely pinched Mom’s two long-neglected pink nipples!

“Aaaaaaahh …

The mother let out a high-pitched, lewd cry, a sound completely different from her previous moans, which were somewhere between restrained and shy; it was a completely out-of-control lewd cry.

At the same time, her delicate body convulsed and trembled violently, like a fish thrown onto the shore. From head to toe, every muscle and nerve lost control at that moment. Her back arched, her waist twisted, her legs tensed, and her toes curled, almost as if in a spasm.

“No…please…no…” “Chenyu! Chenyu…um~”

Zhao Chenyu stopped squeezing his mother’s tender and sensitive nipples and immediately changed his technique. He placed his entire palm on her breast again, and used only the sides of his index fingers to quickly and alternately tease the two red beans that had been suddenly attacked.

“Ughhhhh~! Stop…stop…uhhhhh!” The mother’s body trembled even more violently under this continuous stimulation. In this struggle and surrender, she tried to bring her legs together, wanting to shield Zhao Chenyu from view. But when her thighs were truly pressed tightly together, the soft skin on the inside squeezing and rubbing against each other, she cried out again, as if electrocuted.

Legs spread wide open—

Because the most sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs, a private area that had never been kissed by the sun, suddenly felt a hot, hard object.

Just as the mother was momentarily distracted by the continuous stimulation, and her legs involuntarily opened again, a glint flashed in Zhao Chenyu’s eyes, and he suddenly exerted force inward with both hands—

His large hands struggled to grasp his mother’s ample breasts, his fingers sinking deep into the soft, elastic flesh, forcing the two trembling peaks together to form a cleavage even deeper and more alluring than before. Most importantly, the two nipples, just stimulated, unexpectedly pressed together.

“Ah—” Mom let out another soft moan.

Seeing this, Zhao Chenyu couldn’t wait to bend down, open his greedy mouth, and take both of his mother’s nipples, which were pressed together, into his mouth.

“Ah—” Mom instantly raised her head and groaned, her voice piercing the roof.

“Ugh…ahhh~”

After the scream, the mother’s voice turned into a series of intermittent moans, but the expression on her face seemed to freeze in that instant. Her brows were tightly squeezed together by the intense pleasure sweeping through her body, and her beautiful phoenix eyes, which were always filled with gentle moisture, were now slightly narrowed, no longer bright as before, with a hazy mist that seemed to overflow but not quite; her red lips were wide open, unable to close, like a rose blown open by a strong wind.

What’s going on? Why does Mom look like that?

“Sizzle—tsk tsk—hehehe—sizzle~ glug—” Zhao Chenyu’s throat emitted satisfied swallowing sounds. His large mouth, like a powerful suction cup, greedily and forcefully sucked on the two precious “fruits” within, as if trying to extract sweet milk from them. His greedy tongue licked and scraped haphazardly, like a towel soaked in hot water, spread out wetly, enjoying the treatment that Xuanman and I had once received.

“Mmm! Mmm! Ah!” Mother’s voice grew sharper and shorter, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, like ripples in the ocean, wave after wave, growing stronger and more rapid.

An unbelievable idea suddenly popped into my head.

Could it be…? No way…?

“Ah—uh! Ah—” Suddenly, the mother’s hands tightly gripped the back of Zhao Chenyu’s head, suffocating him as she pressed him into her cleavage. Her legs wrapped tightly around Zhao Chenyu’s waist and hips. With a shrill and high-pitched moan, the mother’s body seemed to be completely overwhelmed and crushed by an invisible, monstrous wave. Her muscles tensed up, and in the next moment, she collapsed limply onto the bed.

Mom…did she have an orgasm?

“Mmm~ mmm—mmm!” These sounds came from Zhao Chenyu’s nose, as his smelly, dark face rubbed against his mother’s snow-white breasts, enjoying the sensation.

The tender flesh rubbed against each other, breathing in the unique fragrance of her skin, and feeling her soft, supple body after her orgasm.

“Ah-huh~ Ah-huh~ Ah-huh~” Mom’s breathing was rapid, and she didn’t care at all what Zhao Chenyu was doing.

“Sister Wanyi~ You came just from using her breasts… This seems to be the first time, right?” Zhao Chenyu smiled smugly.

Her mother gently stroked Zhao Chenyu’s cheek, but she was still too shy and exhausted to respond in a complete sentence.

“Pop!” Zhao Chenyu stood up and gave his mother’s still slightly parted red lips a loud kiss. He moved his limbs and slowly lowered his body until his face was against his mother’s tightly closed thighs.

Here, there was also a pair of underwear squeezed into the flesh, wetly outlining a wildly bulging shape.

Zhao Chenyu’s fingertips sank slightly into the boundary between the thin fabric and warm skin. He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing over his mother’s still slightly trembling chest, which was covered with glistening saliva, and looked at his mother.

The mother’s rapid breathing was particularly clear in the quiet room. Complex emotions surged in her beautiful, misty eyes. Unfaded passion rippled in her eyes like a tide, while deep shame made her eyelashes tremble incessantly. A certain indescribable indulgence softened her gaze.

The moment their eyes met briefly, the mother abruptly turned her face away as if burned. Her thick, long hair spread out on the pillow like dark waves, and the blush that spread from her ears to her collarbone became even more beautiful and captivating.

But she still didn’t reach out to stop her, didn’t utter a sound of protest, and even kept her legs in the same position. “Mom…Mom…why?”

Having received this silent promise, Zhao Chenyu’s fingers began to move. The thin fabric began to leave the territory it had long guarded. When the highly elastic lace edge brushed against his mother’s rounded hips, the fine lines pressed into her skin could be clearly seen. The panties slowly stretched along his mother’s full hip curves, and then, the moment they rubbed against the fullest part of the curves, they suddenly slid down with a “thud”.

What taboos were broken? What boundaries were crossed?

The process that followed was surprisingly smooth. The soaked fabric slid down the smooth skin of his thighs until it was completely removed. Zhao Chenyu deliberately crumpled the underwear into a ball, held it to his nose, and took a deep breath. His nostrils flared exaggeratedly, and his chest heaved violently, as if he wanted to greedily inhale all the scents into his lungs.

“Mmm~ the smell of seawater mixed with Sister Wanyi’s vaginal fluid, it really—ah!” Zhao Chenyu hadn’t finished saying his “aftertaste” when his mother suddenly interrupted him with a light kick. Her fair toes curled up nervously and gently pressed against his shoulder, more like a shy coquettish plea than a sign of resistance.

Zhao Chenyu looked at his mother again; her face was flushed as red as the magnificent sunset outside the window. His gaze slowly moved downwards, landing on the genitals that his mother was covering with her hand.

My gaze was drawn to this place; I had arrived at the entrance to this world, my heart pounding like a drum.

Zhao Chenyu gently but firmly pried open his mother’s hands, revealing her true form.

“Hmm—” I involuntarily took a deep breath.

I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest.

My mother’s private parts were completely hairless! Smooth as a newborn baby’s skin, white as snow that had never been kissed by the sun—it was an exquisite “steamed bun” vulva!

Two plump, smooth, and snow-white mons pubis were seen tightly sandwiching a slit in the middle, so tight that not even a trace of pink was visible.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. Is this my mother’s honeypot?

In comparison, Aunt Ouyang’s mature honey hole, Jingyan’s proud butterfly, and even the narrow passage cherished by the Mu sisters paled in comparison.

It’s not that they aren’t beautiful, but rather that my mother’s beauty is so unreal, like a rare and precious treasure that has been carefully preserved.

How could this be? Is this the genitals of someone who has given birth to two children? What’s the difference between this and a virgin’s? Is this a gift of genes?

Is it through hard work after birth?

Not only me, but even the “well-traveled” Zhao Chenyu was stunned, his gaze fixed on the spot, unable to move.

She was still clutching her underwear, forgetting to throw it away. “Hmm~”

The mother blushed and pressed her legs together, the soft, white flesh of her inner thighs squeezing against each other, making the bulge in the middle appear even fuller. The lines created by the squeezing, combined with the tender white flesh, made her vulva look like a four-petaled lotus flower. The two petals were the muscles of her inner thighs, still blooming and exuding fragrance; the two middle mons pubis were tightly closed buds, still glistening with dewdrops. They seemed closed, but the flower core was already moist, and nectar was constantly seeping out, making the slit glisten with an alluring moisture.

“You… throw it away quickly~” Mom kicked Zhao Chenyu again, feeling embarrassed.

That’s when I woke up from my dream.

Zhao Chenyu also came to his senses, a hint of…

He gave an apologetic smile, but his eyes still gleamed with excitement. He hurriedly threw his underwear on the ground, carefully placed his hands on his mother’s knees, and tried to spread her legs apart.

At first, the mother was embarrassed and resisted slightly with her legs, but under Zhao Chenyu’s firm strength, her resistance gradually softened, like a precious book being carefully turned to reveal the exquisite illustrations inside.

As her legs spread apart, the muscles on the inside of her thighs gradually tightened, making her full mons pubis even more prominent in this position, like two small mounds shining brightly in the sunlight.

It really is… there’s not a single gap. Is this really a mature woman’s honey pot?

Zhao Chenyu’s hand traced the inside of his mother’s thigh, finally landing on the sacred territory between her legs, his fingertips gently…

It landed lightly and softly on the smooth surface of the mons pubis. “Mmm~”

The mother’s whole body trembled slightly at the touch, like a plucked string on a musical instrument. Her slender toes gripped the sheets tightly, and the muscles on the inside of her thighs spasmed slightly.

“So beautiful~” Zhao Chenyu sighed again.

His thumbs gently approached the tightly closed crevice, placed on either side, along the midline of the gate of life, trying to separate the two tightly pressed mons pubis.

With two thumbs slowly applying force to both sides, the tightly sealed barrier began to loosen slightly, and the two plump and tender labia majora were reluctantly separated little by little, revealing the secret inside.

“Hmm~” Mom turned her face to one side, her eyes tightly closed.

Her eyes, her curled eyelashes trembling wildly. So pink.

Two small, delicate, and thin pink labia minora pressed shyly together, like the most tender petals of a cherry blossom, their edges perfectly smooth without a single fold.

The wrinkles resembled delicate silk trim. As Zhao Chenyu separated their fingers, the two tender inner lips were also slightly moved, as if they had gained their own independent life and gently pursed their lips.

Above the two fleshy petals, a small pinkish-white ball lay quietly, like a drop of dew, a delicate little ball, fragile and sensitive, but I knew that this was the switch of desire, the trigger point of the soul.

Between the two labia, the vaginal opening remained tightly closed. Hidden deep within the pink inner lips, its color a slightly deeper rose pink, it was now gently contracting and opening due to the body’s tension, like a shy little mouth. From the depths of the opening, a large amount of crystal-clear love fluid was constantly seeping out, this nectar moistening all the delicate pink flesh, making it shimmer with a seductive yet sacred sheen in the dim light.

Zhao Chenyu’s fingers remained spread apart, but every tiny scratch would cause his mother to tremble and groan slightly.

Mom’s face was as red as it could possibly be.

I don’t know what this scene resembles, but it reminded me of my first time with Jingyan. Back then, Jingyan was just like that—shy, reserved, yet willing to give me everything.

At this moment, the mother, like Jingyan back then, exhibits a contradictory yet harmonious combination.

But Jingyan and I have legitimate identities, and our union is a union of body and soul. But what about Mom?

Does this man, who has buried his head between his mother’s legs, deserve you, Mom…?

“Hmm~” A soft moan escaped from Mom’s throat, her breathing became rapid and irregular, and her large breasts trembled.

Zhao Chenyu leaned down, staring at his mother’s private parts. His heavy breathing was like scalding steam, gushing out in waves into his mother’s fully bloomed private garden, causing her to tremble all over.

Zhao Chenyu slightly opened his mouth, a thick, glistening strand of saliva stretching between his upper and lower lips, revealing his mother’s open vulva in front of him.

Inside, several glistening threads also clung to the full mons pubis, as if telling of an uncontrollable desire deep within the body.

Two “mouths” stare at each other, longing facing greed, and greed facing longing.

Zhao Chenyu swallowed hard, then stuck out his warm, moist tongue. His tongue traced its way up from his mother’s slightly swollen perineum, meticulously savoring every delicate fold, gliding over the constantly opening and closing vulva, finally…

Finally, it precisely swept over the already erect clitoris. “Eee-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!!!!”

The mother trembled violently, her long legs stiffening abruptly, her calves spreading apart and trembling in mid-air. Her vaginal opening contracted rapidly, squeezing out a gush of vaginal fluid that soaked into the already heavily wet blue sheets.

But just as Zhao Chenyu’s lust intensified and he was preparing for a second taste…

“Chenyu~ Chenyu~ No! We can’t!” Mom

Suddenly awakened from her erotic reverie, her voice trembling with tears and panic, she propped herself up on her elbows, trying to escape the seductive blue bed.

However, the next second, Zhao Chenyu firmly grasped his mother’s slender wrist, pressing her back onto the soft bed. This position also meant that his engorged, purplish-red penis, with its prominent veins, was directly facing his mother’s exposed, wet entrance.

“Sister Wanyi~” Zhao Chenyu looked down at his mother, his gaze so intense it seemed to melt her.

“Chenyu~ We can’t…” The mother’s murmur was so weak that it was almost inaudible. It was less a refusal and more a helpless groan. Her eyes darted left and right, not daring to meet Zhao Chenyu’s burning gaze.

Zhao Chenyu gave her no more chance to hesitate. He lowered his head, caught his mother’s slightly trembling red lips, and kissed her deeply. His mother’s brows were initially furrowed, but after only a moment, they relaxed as if ice and snow were melting away.

“Pop~”

A few ambiguous splashes rang out. Although the kiss was brief, it seemed to have a magical power, completely dismantling all of the mother’s remaining resistance.

“Wanyi, I know what’s missing in your heart…”

“Give it to me…” Zhao Chenyu’s words were extremely soft, more like a magnetic whisper, directly drilling into his mother’s eardrums and striking her heart.

Upon hearing this, the mother slowly raised her head and looked directly into Zhao Chenyu’s eyes. Zhao Chenyu’s eyes met hers without flinching. After a moment of eye contact, the mother seemed to have finally made a momentous decision. She slowly and heavily closed her eyes and nodded gently.

Two lines of clear tears finally broke free from the restraints around her eyes, silently sliding down from the corners of her tightly closed eyes and disappearing into the dark hair at her temples.

I quietly observed all of this, pondering Zhao Chenyu’s words—the missing part in a mother’s heart? Was it really sex? Or something else? These questions echoed in my mind.

swing.

Before I could think it through, Zhao Chenyu’s hand had already positioned his penis, the ready-to-go rod aimed at my mother’s wet and tightly closed opening. Zhao Chenyu’s waist slumped slightly, and he began to apply pressure.

A peculiar tension permeated the air, a special atmosphere of a turning point in destiny.

The instant the purplish-red glans touched his mother’s mons pubis, she opened her eyes, a complex light flickering in her beautiful, misty eyes. She softly called out, her voice as light as a wisp of smoke: “Chenyu~”

Zhao Chenyu stopped moving abruptly and looked up.

In a split second, a kaleidoscope of expressions flashed across Mom’s face. First, a hint of hurt crossed her eyes, as if pierced by a sharp memory; then, a bottomless shame welled up, instantly flushing her cheeks and neck a sunset-like crimson; next, an elusive self-loathing appeared, causing her lips to droop slightly; finally, all of it transformed into an extreme, girlish shyness that made her…

A conscious urge to squeeze my legs together. Each feeling was distinct, yet fleeting. However, all these intensely conflicting emotions eventually settled and merged, solidifying into a profound understanding.

With unwavering composure, her slightly trembling red lips parted softly as she said, “Just this once…”

“Mmm!” Zhao Chenyu nodded emphatically, his Adam’s apple bobbing violently.

Seeing Zhao Chenyu nod in agreement, Mom seemed to have lost her last bit of strength, her entire body melting into the blue and gold sheets. Zhao Chenyu gently cupped Mom’s smooth, white calves, spreading her legs wider. To my surprise, Mom actually lifted her waist slightly, obediently cooperating with his movements, arranging her legs into an M shape.

Her mons pubis became more prominent, and as she trembled slightly, glistening love juice, like a mountain stream, continuously seeped out from her tightly closed slits, like a greedy child staring with big, watery eyes, both longing and timid, at the hot “lollipop” right in front of her.

Mother’s hands unconsciously moved upwards, tightly encircling…

He held her large breasts, which were still heaving with her rapid breathing, and stared intently at her crotch. A thick rod was about to enter her body, piercing her chastity and dragging her into an abyss of burning desire from which there was no return.

The mother’s eyes were misty with sadness, her brows were furrowed with regret, her eyelashes trembled violently with pain, and her lips were pressed into a straight line with tension.

Just then, Zhao Chenyu tensed the muscles in his waist and hips, and with a slight effort, he moved. He firmly held his burning hot penis with one hand, the glans pressing against his mother’s vulva.

“Hmm~” Mom hummed softly. Like a drop of water falling into a calm lake.

The sound stirred a tiny ripple in the quiet room. But this soft hum, entering my mind through the headphones, transformed into a whirlwind that swept through my brain.

Zhao Chenyu gently pressed down on his erect glans with his hand. The frenulum slid through the tight, virgin-like crevice first, and the urethral opening kissed the most delicate folds at the entrance with deep affection, slowly drilling in.

“Hmm~” Mom let out another soft hum, almost making my ears ring. I felt my temples throbbing, my brain was under immense pressure, and a feeling of suffocation was washing over me.

Perhaps because the opening in his mother’s vulva was too tight, Zhao Chenyu’s glans didn’t advance in a straight line. Instead, it first twisted to the left, pushing open the plump, tender mons pubis on the right, slightly deforming it to reveal the even more delicate pink underneath. He then did the same to the equally plump labia on the left. The originally meticulously crafted, tightly closed slit was finally forced open by the stubborn glans, creating a wet, date-pit-shaped opening. The urethral opening disappeared, completely swallowed by the warm, moist flesh of his mother’s vulva, tightly enveloping and kissing it.

“Ah~” This time, Mom’s moan wasn’t coming out of her nose, but rather squeezed out of her mouth, just like Zhao Chenyu’s glans was pressing against her private parts.

This is the private part where I was born, the private part where Xuanman was born, and also the private part of Zhao Chenyu’s “mother-in-law”.

Zhao Chenyu’s glans continued to advance, the forcibly opened, date-shaped opening inevitably widening as the foreign object penetrated deeper.

It gradually expanded, and when it was stretched to the size of an apricot kernel, the glans paused for a moment.

“Mmm~” The mother’s moan carried a hint of coquettishness, and her waist even unconsciously arched slightly upwards, as if to accommodate the sudden feeling of obstruction.

Zhao Chenyu’s glans had already reached the entrance of his mother’s hidden honey hole, an entrance that had only been opened to her husband for many years, an entrance that was already muddy and soaked with love fluid.

Zhao Chenyu looked up, gazing into his mother’s unfocused eyes, and said affectionately, “Sister Wanyi, I’m going in.”

These three simple words are a declaration of no return.

The mother didn’t answer, but bit her lip hard, as if using the sharp pain to fight against and numb the impending, stronger physical impact and the overwhelming guilt in her heart.

Zhao Chenyu no longer hesitated, his hips thrusting forward sharply, his waist…

With a surge of strength, the penis plunged deeper and deeper, its head gripped by the tender flesh of the mons pubis, which had been stretched open to a round shape. Tracing the shape of the glans, just as Zhao Chenyu had just used his hand to trace the perfect curve of his mother’s ample breasts.

“Ah~” Mom cried out softly, her voice tinged with pain. I knew that Zhao Chenyu’s glans had forced open Mom’s tightly closed vaginal opening and entered her most private and sacred place, a forbidden zone that only a husband could enter, a territory protected by morality and loyalty.

My mother was tense all over, every muscle was extremely tense, and her beautiful brows were tightly furrowed. I had only seen this expression on her face when I first made love to Jingyan, when she was still innocent.

But Mom is a mature woman! A woman who has been married and given birth to two children! Shouldn’t sex be as familiar and comfortable as everyday life for her? How could she be acting like a virgin, suffering so much at this moment?

Ah… how could I forget? This was also the first time, the first time I cheated…

This realization hit me like a bucket of cold water. The scene before me left my mind blank, buzzing, and my veins throbbing violently. It was as if Zhao Chenyu had not only pried open my mother’s tightly closed labia, but also cruelly pried open my skull with a red-hot iron rod, forcibly shoving this naked scene of betrayal deep into my boiling brain.

“Mmm!” Zhao Chenyu took a deep breath, mixed with a low growl of extreme pleasure, and thrust his hips again, continuing to slowly dig into the warmest and tightest depths of his mother’s body.

“Ugh!” Mom’s cry became short and sharp. Her hands gripped the already messy sheets tightly, and her ten toes dug into the slippery bed surface.

At this moment, Zhao Chenyu’s entire glans had completely disappeared, swallowed up entirely by his mother’s body. Her full mons pubis, like a white steamed bun, tightly enveloped the coronal sulcus of his thick penis, as if it were embedded perfectly.

Zhao Chenyu truly invaded my mother’s body.

“Sister Wanyi, it’s so tight…” Zhao Chenyu gasped, almost gritting his teeth as he laughed.

Overwhelmed with shame and indignation, the mother was so provoked by his blatant lewd words that she abruptly turned her head away. Her disheveled, damp black hair clung to her flushed cheeks and neck, obscuring most of her face. She refused to acknowledge his humiliating and possessive “praise.”

Zhao Chenyu, however, paid no attention and continued to thrust his penis, the thick shaft covered with blue veins exploring and drilling into the deepest part of his mother’s warm and tight vagina.

“Ah—” Mom’s body trembled violently, her muscles tensed, and the uncontrollable trembling did not slow down as Zhao Chenyu’s penis continued to penetrate deeper. Instead, it intensified like the waves outside the window.

“Ah~ It’s so full…so full…it’s too full…don’t come in any further…” Mom couldn’t help but let out a soft cry, her voice trembling with sobs and pleading. But Zhao Chenyu’s penis had only gone in less than halfway, with the larger, thicker part still sticking out. Even so, Mom’s once tightly closed, seashell-like vulva had been forcibly stretched open into a rounded O-shape.

Zhao Chenyu did not stop despite his mother’s pleas. He breathed heavily, his waist and hips continuing to exert steady pressure.

Slowly but irresistibly, it continued to advance deeper. “Ugh…it’s too deep…slow, slow down…”

“Point…” The mother’s cry grew louder, echoing in the room, filled with a profound sense of helplessness.

“Wanyi, relax, relax a little…” Zhao Chenyu gently stroked his mother’s inner thigh to comfort her, but his movements did not slow down at all.

“Mmm!” Zhao Chenyu sighed contentedly, continuing to push forward. His penis was like a ruler, measuring the depth of his mother’s vagina inch by inch, feeling the reluctant yet honest suction and squeezing of every inch of tender flesh; it was also like a key, slowly unlocking the long-sealed desires deep within his mother’s body and mind; and it was like a candle, its scorching heat and light gradually dispelling all the repressed and shameful darkness of desire in his mother’s heart.

“Ah…ah…” Mother’s moans became more frequent, turning into increasingly rapid panting and sobs. A mist welled up in her eyes, like the sky before a rainstorm.

The air was clear yet hazy. A blush rose on her cheeks. As Zhao Chenyu continued to penetrate deeper, her expression became increasingly complex, a mixture of pain, shame, intoxication, and longing… All sorts of emotions intertwined and churned, ultimately melting into the misty vapor.

“Ah—” When Zhao Chenyu’s penis was halfway in, the mother suddenly let out a high-pitched groan. Her body felt as if it had been instantly pierced by an electric current, and she sprang up violently before falling back down helplessly. An uncontrollable spasm quickly spread from the point where the two were tightly joined to her entire body.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Zhao Chenyu continued to push forward, his thick shaft forcing open the tight, wet, and tender folds, domineeringly expanding and occupying the deepest part of his mother’s body, her vagina, which had never been visited like this before, filling every inch of space with his own shape.

“Ah—ah—ah—” The mother’s moans grew more and more rapid and higher. Zhao Chenyu’s penis, only the last short section remained, yet to be swallowed by the warm nest.

Suddenly, Zhao Chenyu took a deep breath, thrust his hips forward, and made a deep and rapid penetrating motion!

“Smack!”

“Ah—” Mom suddenly raised her neck. At this moment, all the sadness, regret, tension, and pain were completely evaporated by the swelling and burning sensation coming from the entrance of her soul, turning into a groan that released all her emotions.

Zhao Chenyu’s penis finally slid in completely, disappearing deep into his mother’s body. Their lower bodies were pressed tightly together, without the slightest gap. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, like two puzzle pieces fitting perfectly, like two waves crashing together in the ocean. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, all the noise of the world seemed to fade away instantly, and all was silent, leaving only their heavy, intertwined breaths, the frantic beating of their hearts, and the most intimate fusion deep within their bodies.

“Sister Wanyi~ So tight~ Ah—” Zhao Chenyu looked down, his gaze greedily sweeping downwards, seeing how his thick, dark, and robust penis completely stretched open the two snow-white, full mons pubis like steamed buns, how it conquered the pink, moist, and tender opening, and how it plunged deep inside, filling the entire…

A wonderfully warm, tight, and constantly writhing passage—it’s my mother’s passage, and also the passage of his girlfriend’s mother.