Chapter 44: Indecent Acts In The Morning (R18)

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In February, the weather gradually warmed up, but it was still not warm enough to take off thick coats. It's estimated that in another two months, we'll be able to wear lighter clothes. That will be the springtime for all the men, with all the white and shapely thighs, and various stockings. Just thinking about it gets me excited.

However, I'm not in a hurry because I have a beautiful mother at home. Even though her outfits aren't particularly sexy, whenever she wears a nightgown or slightly tight-fitting clothes, her alluring figure becomes irresistible to me.

And my mother isn't just there to be looked at. Just the thought of a few days ago when I had my mother hide under the covers and give me oral sex while my father was next to us gets me excited. I only let my mother go after she begged for mercy, and she left with a weak and limp body, struggling to tidy up her clothes, pretending to have already returned home before my father woke up.

Luckily, the timing was just right. As soon as my mother opened and closed the front door, my father walked out of the bedroom, thinking that my mother had just returned home from outside. After exchanging greetings with my mother, he sat on the sofa and started watching TV. My mother forced a smile and responded a few times before going back inside, taking her clothes to the bathroom. I imagine her panties were already soaked with a large amount of leaked semen by now.

Over the next two days, I occasionally took advantage of my mother when my father couldn't see us. I would either grope her breasts or forcefully kiss her, each time teasing and embarrassing her until her face turned red. But she had no choice but to endure and tolerate my actions.

Time flew by, and it was the first day of school...

Everyone in the house woke up early that day. My mother and I were going to school, and my father was preparing to drive us, so we got ready early.

My mother was the first to wake up. Being a woman, even if she didn't pay special attention to her appearance, it still took her quite some time to get ready. My father took this opportunity to make breakfast, but unfortunately, I was still sound asleep and missed this good chance...

However, it wasn't a complete loss. When I woke up, my father had already finished cooking, and my mother had just finished washing up, getting ready to change clothes.

As soon as I stepped out of my room, my father happened to walk into the bathroom, and my mother didn't notice me. I walked lightly towards the bedroom, and seeing her white, bare thighs under the nightgown made my heart itch.

I hurriedly walked to the bathroom door, confirming that the tap was running and the door was closed. Without hesitation, I headed towards my parents' bedroom.

Although my father was a man, it would still take him at least five minutes to wash up. If he shaved as well, it would probably take him around ten minutes. If I didn't do something now, what kind of person would I be?

As I approached the bedroom door, I pushed it open directly. My mother probably didn't expect me to suddenly come in early in the morning, so she didn't lock the door.

What I saw almost made me spray blood from my nose. At that moment, my mother was sitting on the bed, already taking off her nightgown and changing into her professional suit for teaching. The white shirt combined with the black jacket created a sharp contrast, and the simple clothes made my mother look so enticing.

But that wasn't the most irresistible sight. My mother had only halfway changed, and below her waist was a pink pair of panties. Her long legs shone brightly, stimulating me, and her pair of beautiful feet were so perfectly sculpted that I couldn't help but want to hold them in my hands and cherish them.

My mother didn't expect me to come in suddenly. She was still fumbling with the buttons on her shirt when she saw me, and she froze in place.

Gulp...

I swallowed hard, my throat dry, and like a hungry wolf, I pounced on her.

"Don't..."

My mother quickly realized what was happening and tried to push me away, but before she could finish her sentence, I had already pinned her down on the bed.

"Don't make a fuss..."

My mother was angry. She didn't expect me to be so hands-on early in the morning, especially when my father was in the bathroom and could come out at any moment. If he found his son pressing his wife in their bedroom, it would be impossible to wash away the suspicions.

However, looking at my mother beneath me, with our faces so close that I could see even the split ends of her eyelashes, and her cute and angry expression, she looked so adorable in my eyes. I leaned down and sealed her delicate cherry lips.

"Mmm..."

I held my mother's head with one hand, preventing her from escaping. With the other hand, I pinched her chin, forcing her to open her mouth, and my tongue easily broke through the defense, willfully humiliating her delicate tongue.

The thick cock in my pants had become as hard as steel, forcefully thrusting between those beautiful legs, randomly teasing near the pussy.

Mom's pair of snow-white, creamy long legs twitched restlessly, feeling unsettled. Neither keeping them together nor spreading them apart felt right. If she kept them together, it was as if she was actively gripping the flesh stick, but if she didn't, the flesh stick between her legs would become even more wanton, continuously ravaging her tender and beautiful slit. She couldn't escape, so Mom could only pat my back in disapproval.

Ignoring everything, I passionately kissed Mom's tender lips, the two petals, the tiny teeth, and the soft, fragrant tongue, licking them over and over again. Rapid and hot breaths hit Mom's pretty face, gradually making it blush, until it had a faint pink hue.

"Mmm... uh..."

Mom probably knew she couldn't resist me. After struggling for a few moments, she stopped resisting and passively let me taste her sweet and tender lips.

After a couple of minutes, I released Mom, looking at her blushing face. I wished I could punish Mom right then and there. Unfortunately, time was limited, so I had to suppress that thought, but I definitely had to take advantage, or else I would suffer all day long.

To prevent Mom from resisting and wasting time, while she was still catching her breath, I picked up the nearby suit pants and quickly bound Mom's wrists together.

"What are you doing?"

At first, Mom didn't realize what was happening when I grabbed her wrists, but when she noticed herself being tied with her own pants, she started struggling, but it was too late. With my powerful strength, Mom's attempts were doomed to fail.

"Mom, help me with your mouth."

After speaking, I couldn't wait and started taking off my pants.

"No! What if your father comes out?"

Although she knew I wouldn't be satisfied so easily, Mom felt a wave of fear upon hearing my request, struggling to sit up.

But with her hands bound, she couldn't maintain balance. Before she could prop herself up, I had already stripped naked and stood by the bed, forcefully pulling Mom towards me by her shoulders.

In this position, I was standing by the bed while Mom's bound hands lay at the edge of the bed. The thick and long flesh stick hung above Mom's head.

Although the bed wasn't very high, with Mom lying back, the flesh stick was about 20 centimeters away from her. However, Mom felt her entire field of vision filled with the flesh stick, the thick vas deferens feeling even thicker than a pinky finger, allowing her to imagine just how enormous the actual body of cock was.

"Quick, Mom."

As I squatted down, I urged Mom, and the thick cock slowly moved closer to her.

"Don't... What if your father comes out?" Mom hurriedly dodged, tilting her head to the side, and raised her bound hands to protect her lovely face.

"It'll only take a moment, Mom. I don't have to ejaculate." I forcefully removed Mom's hand, and with my other hand, I pulled her head back. The rigid flesh stick rubbed against Mom's tender lips.

"No... I'm angry... (This line is said with closed teeth, the sound is imagined in the mind.)"

Just seeing Mom's pink lips against my dark cock was already exciting enough. How could I stop without inserting it into Mom's small mouth?

But with Mom being so uncooperative, and in a few minutes, Dad could come out. If I were still in their bedroom at that time, it would be difficult to explain.

I was about to forcibly open Mom's mouth by holding her chin when, in my peripheral vision, I inevitably saw Mom struggling with her beautiful legs. My gaze involuntarily turned toward her legs, and subconsciously, it fell on her pink panties. Instantly, my focus shifted.

Mom was still struggling hard, unaware of the wicked smile on my face...

Seeing me silent for a while, Mom was about to speak, but suddenly felt her hands free. Before Mom could understand what was happening, a scorching palm forcefully removed her own panties and firmly covered her crotch.

"Ah..."

My mother instinctively gasped and quickly tightened her legs, preventing any further movement from me.

"Mom, help me for a moment, and I'll release my hand," I said to my mother while massaging her beautiful spot.

"No... ah... please don't..."

My scorching palm seemed as if it could melt her delicate entrance. In an instant, my mother felt her love juices flowing, and her body temperature rising.

"Will you help?" I asked again, and my fingers began to explore towards the opening, sensing the muddy yet slippery texture as I got closer.

"Mmm... I don't..." My mother continued to struggle, gripping my arm tightly, attempting to pull my hand out. Although her efforts were in vain, it was a self-deception, at least proving her resistance. That's how my mother was at that moment.

Seeing my mother still resisting, I aimed my finger at the entrance, using the lubrication from her love juices. Slowly, I inserted a small section of my finger inside.

"Will you help?" I asked while gradually pushing my finger in.

"You... mmm... oh..." At this moment, my mother felt great distress. Her voice carried a hint of a sob, and tears were welling up in her desperation.

The finger had already reached about halfway in. I must admit, my mother's tight passage was truly wonderful. It was both extremely tight and sufficiently lubricated, providing a sense of tightness while allowing smooth penetration.

"Hmm?" It was a questioning sound. Though I didn't say anything, my mother understood what I meant.

Feeling the increasing depth of my finger, my mother became more and more anxious. She didn't even know if she would instantly climax when I fully inserted it.

There was no time for further contemplation. My mother tightly squeezed my arm with her legs, reluctantly choosing to surrender.

"Okay, I'll help you with my mouth... Just release your hand..."

As I looked at my mother surrendering once again, a strong sense of accomplishment surged within me. However, I wasn't so quick to let her go.

"Take it inside your mouth, then I'll withdraw."

As my mother hesitated in response to my request, she suddenly felt another finger pressing against her entrance. She knew that if she didn't obey, the second finger would follow suit.

My mother glared at me with hatred, wearing an unwilling expression on her face. If it weren't for my father still being at home, she probably would have fought me to the death.

But I understood that look in my mother's eyes. I quickly adjusted my body, positioning the tip against her pink lips, waiting for my mother to open her mouth.

"Quick! Mom," I urged.

As expected, I didn't have to wait long. My mother seemed to have resigned herself, slowly closing her eyes and opening her enticing little mouth.

Looking at her slightly parted lips below me, one of my mother's three beautiful orifices, now to be used to take in my large cock, the mere thought of it made me uncontrollably excited.

I didn't want to waste any more time. Even before my mother's mouth had opened wide enough, I forcefully thrust my glans in, forcibly parting her teeth, and instantly entered my mother's small mouth.

"Mmm..."

Finally, I was inside.

Without hesitation, I started thrusting back and forth. To make the movements smoother, I held my mother's pretty face directly in front of my erect shaft, maintaining a squatting position where my shaft and her head were on the same horizontal line. It went in and out rapidly, with increased speed.

"Mmm... Mmm... Oh... Mmm... Oh, oh..."

My mother's throat couldn't help but emit moans with each of my movements. She had no control over them.

The forceful thrusting overwhelmed my mother from the start. Every time, the glans forcefully pressed against the back of her throat until it couldn't go any further.

Within no time, my mother's mouth filled with saliva, and it kept increasing. Droplets of glistening saliva flowed down her chin, some even sticking to my member. With each thrust, it was stretched in the air.

"Mom, use your tongue!"

Indeed, I didn't have to wait long. My mother's soft tongue appeared so tiny in front of the massive meat rod. As an intruder in her own home, all she could do was hide in a corner, fearing the repercussions. But her oral cavity was only so big, there was no way to avoid it. Her tongue rubbed against the meat rod back and forth.

My mother furrowed her brow and persisted for a moment. She couldn't withstand the rough impact, so she placed her hands on my thighs and pushed forcefully, trying to reduce the force of the meat rod's thrusts.

But just as she raised her hand to push me away, the fingers in her honey pot started moving again. This time, two fingers penetrated fully before my mother could react.

"Mmm! Mmm..."

My mother's body stiffened abruptly. Then, she tightened her legs even more, paying no attention to her mouth. Her hands clutched onto my arm, her nails seemingly wanting to pierce through the flesh, expressing her inner dissatisfaction.

However, I acted as if I hadn't seen any of it. After thrusting into my mother's mouth for a while, feeling that the meat rod was more comfortable, I began to toy with my mother's pretty face. I enjoyed watching her fair face being pushed up by the glans, satisfying my perverted pleasure.

Of course, I couldn't let my mother help me for nothing. I had to give her some interest too.

My fingers continued thrusting inside my mother's drenched pussy. Similar to the beginning of the blowjob, it was a fierce and relentless invasion.

"Is it pleasurable, Mom?" I asked, even though she had a rigid meat rod in her mouth. However, my mother still struggled to shake her head, slapping my arm forcefully. Her beautiful legs tightened, as if she wanted to crush my hand.

Watching my mother's legs clasp together and intertwine, my excitement grew. I decided to focus all my attention on my hand. The cock reached its limit of penetration in my mother's mouth, and I held her head still. With all my concentration, I launched an offensive on her flooded pussy.

"Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Ugh... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..."

The increasingly intense pleasure caused my mother to moan incessantly. Occasionally, she would even gag, secreting more saliva to cleanse her mouth around the meat rod.

Her pink panties were already soaked. As more and more love juices flowed, each time my fingers pulled out, they would bring along strands of slippery liquid, splattering onto my mother's panties. I was confident it wouldn't take long for them to be completely drenched.

My mother didn't disappoint me either. In less than a minute, her surging love juices became uncontrollable. Her body grew increasingly tense. She couldn't hold on for much longer. The climax came instantly.

"Mmm..."

Once all the lustful fluids sprayed out, my mother collapsed onto the bed, completely drained. Even her legs, which had been tightly wrapped around me, now lay limp, devoid of any strength.

At this moment, my mother's panties had turned a deep pink, thoroughly soaked by the liquids.

I glanced at the time. From beginning to end, it had been around 7 or 8 minutes. I estimated that it wouldn't be long before my father returned. I decided not to continue playing with my mother.

I withdrew my fingers, casually wiping them on my mother's thigh. Then, I removed the cock from my mother's mouth.

"It felt good, right, Mom? Get up and tidy yourself. I'll be leaving now," I said, without caring about my mother's potential reaction. I turned around and headed back to the bedroom.

My mother didn't expect me to leave so abruptly. She stood there, stunned, staring at the messy bed and her bound hands.

After a few seconds, she snapped out of her daze and angrily exclaimed, "You bastard!"

Though she scolded me, my mother knew that my father could come out at any moment. Helplessly, she opened her mouth, still filled with saliva, and approached the restraints on her hands, using her teeth to free herself.

Although my mother was angry, she didn't even realize it herself. She merely disliked the danger involved each time, but it hadn't reached the point of being intolerable.

In other words, my mother didn't reject it; she just didn't like it. As long as she wasn't caught by my father, she wasn't actually averse to these risky encounters. Because every time we engaged in such activities, my mother would climax quickly. She simply chose to overlook it.

As for me, in the bedroom at that moment, smelling the lingering scent of love fluids on my fingertips, a wicked smile appeared on my face. I muttered to myself, "Progress is going well. The level of tolerance has increased significantly. She's becoming more accepting of these things."

"Now... where should I play with her next?"