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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, January has arrived, and winter break is just around the corner.
After my relentless efforts during this period, my mother's hands and feet have become my daily means of venting, and her lips are there for me to taste. Although my mother scolds me angrily every time, she no longer has any intention of stopping me.
However, it's easier said than done. Besides daily close contact with my mother to make her accustomed, I have also signed a "cruel and inhumane" contract with her, which is to rank first in the class for the final exams...
Although I know it's difficult, my mother has resolutely refused any negotiation, so I had no choice but to agree. The condition is that she has to help me ejaculate with her hands or feet every day, and I can kiss her anytime. That at least made me feel a little better.
Since I promised my mother, I definitely have to work hard to impress her and leave a good impression. So, I have been studying diligently, and to everyone's surprise, my learning ability was extraordinary. I can almost memorize everything at a glance, and I am 100% confident that I can rank first in the class.
I speculate that maybe the Dragon Group did something to me after the car accident, but it's just a guess. I can never find out the truth unless I return to the Dragon Group.
Of course, I haven't revealed anything about my progress to my mother. I even plan to play the pity card and ask her for some rewards. I'm not that naive.
To get to the point, the school has actually finished the exams today, but the results will only be available tomorrow.
It's already 8 o'clock in the evening, and my mother is still in the bedroom reviewing the papers. Since the teachers of the same grade exchange papers to grade them, my mother doesn't know how I performed. But of course, I am quite confident.
However, as I felt uneasy in my pants, I couldn't help but sigh. It seems that my mother can't help me today. The wicked father, for some reason, went to his room early, so I have no chance unless my mother comes out.
Another hour passed, and it's already 9 o'clock. Just as I was about to return to my room, my father suddenly came out.
"Son, let me use your computer. I need to write the annual summary."
As soon as I heard that, my eyes brightened. Isn't this an opportunity for me?
But I still had to play my part convincingly, so I pretended to be surprised and said, "Now?"
"Yes, tomorrow is the deadline for the company, and I just found out."
My father said helplessly.
"Okay, I have some questions I don't understand. I was thinking of asking Mom."
I said apologetically.
"Well, go ahead. Study hard and strive to get into a good university. I'll finish quickly; it's getting late."
"Okay, Dad."
Watching my father enter my room, I eagerly walked into my parents' room.
As soon as I entered, I could smell the delightful fragrance that put my mind at ease. It definitely wasn't my father's scent, but my mother's natural fragrance. Greedily, I breathed in the aroma that filled my lungs through my nostrils, thoroughly enjoying the process.
My mother was sitting at the desk, correcting papers. She had already completed a thick pile, and the remaining half would probably be finished in half an hour.
Suppressing my excited mood, I walked slowly towards my mother.
The silhouette of my mother was so captivating. As someone who received a good education since childhood, she had excellent posture. Her head held high, chest out, and legs together, showcasing her alluring figure.
The loose robe couldn't hide her impressive bosom. Her large breasts pushed the fabric far away, and just those round and full breasts were already extraordinary. Coupled with her elastic and shapely buttocks, and her stunning beauty, if it hadn't been too long since my father and mother had any intimacy, any man would be unable to resist.
Especially for a young and passionate person like me, that's why I eagerly indulged in releasing myself on my mother's body time and time again.
My mother was focused on her work and completely unaware of my arrival. I walked directly behind her, and the increasingly rich scent of her perfume filled my senses. Unable to resist, I quickened my pace and embraced my mother.
"Ah..."
Startled, my mother let out a cry and turned to see me. She quickly surveyed the room, making sure my father wasn't there, before turning back to me and saying, "You little rascal, what are you up to again?"
"Mom, I can't resist anymore," I said while kissing my mother's pretty face.
My mother had become accustomed to such intimacy, so she didn't resist. She gently wriggled in my embrace and said, "Stop fooling around. Not today. I have to finish correcting the papers quickly."
"It's alright, Mom. You focus on your work, and I'll do mine," I said, burying my head in my mother's long hair, greedily inhaling her intoxicating scent.
Seeing my lack of maturity, my mother couldn't help but chuckle.
In her eyes, I am just a child, a child who can't live without his mother. But does she know my "true nature"? If it hadn't been for this series of events, anyone who met me would probably think I was honest and well-behaved.
"Alright, your father will be back soon," my mother said helplessly.
"My father went to write the annual summary. He won't be back for at least half an hour. Besides, even if we're discovered, worst-case scenario, I'll go back to the Dragon Group," I said nonchalantly.
Upon hearing the words "Dragon Group," my mother visibly trembled. She pursed her lips and didn't say anything more, giving me a stern look. She continued to focus on grading papers, allowing me to misbehave and explore her body from behind.
I saw that my mother wasn't refusing, and I couldn't help but feel delighted in my mind. This trick is really effective! Although I've used it more than ten times already, whenever I mention the Dragon Group, my mother accepts my inappropriate request.
Of course, except for sex and blowjob...
I took off my pants halfway so that I could quickly put them back on when my father returned. But I kept an eye on my bedroom door, so I would know if there was any movement. It was a bit excessive, but it's better to be cautious. It never hurts to be careful.
After breathing in my mother's scent for a while, I became indecisive. My mother was correcting papers with her hands, and her feet were under the desk. My mother's desk was too small for me to enter. Where should I find a place on my mother's body to relieve myself?
After thinking for a while, I couldn't come up with anything. Just when I was at a loss, I suddenly noticed a pair of underwear on the balcony. My eyes lit up, and I quickly walked over.
A pink cotton underwear had already dried. I took it down and sniffed it vigorously at my nose. The scent of laundry detergent couldn't overpower the fragrance of my mother's body. It intoxicated me.
Although it was an ordinary and unsexy underwear, without any appealing design, it belonged to my mother. It was the underwear my angelic mother wore. Even if it was just a hat, as long as it belonged to my mother, it would bring me immense pleasure.
I eagerly put the underwear on my shaft and began masturbating while walking towards my mother.
My mother had just finished grading a paper and glanced at me unintentionally. She happened to see me using her underwear to masturbate next to her. Her face turned red, and she couldn't help but say, "You little bastard, why are you so perverted?"
The word "bastard" is usually a derogatory term, but when it came from my mother's mouth, it sounded so cute. Her tender voice was like a young wife acting coquettishly.
I sat on my mother's bed, smiling lewdly, and said, "There's nothing I can do, Mom. Since you didn't help me, I had to take care of it myself."
My mother looked at my playful expression, chuckled, and continued grading the papers.
"Mom, what reward will I get if I rank first in the class?" I chatted with my mother while masturbating. At first, I didn't feel much, and it was just a way to pass the time. I would focus more when I was about to climax.
"What other reward do you want? I let you kiss and touch me every day, and occasionally help you out. Isn't that enough?" My mother replied without turning her head, grading the papers.
"Definitely not enough. If you help me with your mouth or if we roll in bed together, that would barely be enough," I said.
"Roll in bed? Do you want to get out now?" my mother responded.
"It's not a good idea. If I start moving around, it'll be too loud, and the people downstairs won't like it."
"It's okay. If something happens, I'll take care of it for you."
"I just want Mom to help me with her mouth now."
"If you keep talking like that, I won't help you anymore in the future."
"Oh? Please don't, Mom. I was just joking."
...
Time passed as I chatted with my mother. I was reaching the point of climax.
Feeling that it was almost time, I stood up, walked over to my mother, and sat on the floor next to her.
I hugged my mother's waist with one hand and continued masturbating with the other. I rested my head on my mother's thigh, burying my entire face in her lower abdomen.
"Xiaofeng, what are you doing?" My mother had finished grading the papers and looked at my actions in confusion.
"It's nothing, Mom. I'm about to climax," I said while hugging my mother tightly. My head continued rubbing against her abdomen, and my nose was right between her thighs, near her sacred honey pot.
I greedily inhaled the scent that belonged to my mother. At that moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world.
My mother looked at my affectionate expression and suddenly felt a warm sensation. Her natural motherly instinct made her gently stroke my head, as if comforting a crying child.
After two minutes, I finally climaxed, shooting onto my mother's underwear.
I picked up the underwear and deliberately showed it to my mother.
"Mom, look. Didn't I shoot a lot?" I said.
Still immersed in the tender moment, my mother suddenly smelled a strong scent of semen. Coming back to her senses, she realized that the underwear covered in my ejaculation was right in front of her eyes, and she could feel the heat emanating from it.
My mother quickly tried to avoid it. "That's enough. Get up quickly."
However, since my mother was sitting in a chair, and I was still holding onto her, there was no way for her to escape.
Ignoring my mother's reaction, I continued, "Mom, if my results come out tomorrow, how about we celebrate by having something nice to eat and drink?"
As the underwear filled with semen came closer and closer to her, my mother couldn't think clearly. She gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, I promise you."
Seeing that my mother agreed, I finally let go of her and put away the underwear. I then kissed her tender red lips fiercely.
"Mom, you're the best."
"You little bastard."
My mother glared at me with a face full of indignation, her expression as if she wanted to devour me alive.
I wanted to tease my mother a bit more, but I happened to hear the sound of my bedroom door opening. It should be my father finished with his work, it was time for me to go back to my room.
I placed the underwear on my mother's desk and walked towards the door, saying, "Mom, I'll leave the rest to you."
My mother hadn't understood what I meant yet, but when she saw the underwear on the table covered in semen, she instantly realized what had happened. She stood up, wanting to scold me.
But I had already walked outside, and my father was approaching the bedroom. My mother could only suppress her anger and stomp her feet in frustration. She helplessly picked up the underwear from the desk, clenched it in her small hand.
Seeing my mother's actions, I could barely hold back my laughter. Her slender hand was so small, and there was no way she could hold onto the underwear without the semen overflowing. I imagined that my mother's tender hand must have been stained by the filthy semen already.
As for how my mother would conceal it from my father, that was beyond my consideration.
...
The next day arrived, and as expected, I ranked first in the class. Before I could say anything, my father suggested having a big meal to celebrate. Of course, I gladly accepted.
This time, we went to a nearby restaurant. After finishing the meal, it was already past 10 o'clock.
As expected, my father, under my guidance, got drunk again and had to be supported by me to return home.
Although I had also consumed quite a bit of alcohol, it was still within a manageable range.
My mother, although reluctant, couldn't resist our persuasion and also had a fair amount to drink. However, she was more cautious this time. She didn't want a repeat of the last drunken incident, so she remained sober till the end.
After settling my father at home, my mother went to the bathroom and quickly freshened up before preparing to go back to her room to sleep. The living room was dimly lit, and as she was walking, my mother suddenly noticed a figure standing near the window.
With a bare upper body, a strong back, and a well-proportioned figure, my mother knew it was me without a doubt. She hesitated for a moment but ultimately walked towards me.