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In all honesty, this is my first time mountain climbing in winter. From a distance, the entire mountain appears snow-white, but the steps inside have already been cleared, so there's no need to worry about slipping and falling. The weather is also quite good. Although the temperature is low, the sun is shining brightly, casting a noticeable warmth upon us, naturally lifting our spirits.
At the forefront of our group are my grandparents. Despite their advanced age, they are still physically strong. While they may not necessarily reach the mountaintop, reaching halfway up the mountain is definitely achievable for them.
Following behind are my father and uncle, and then my mother and aunt with my younger cousin. I find myself walking at the very back.
Observing my mother ahead of me, she is wearing the same outfit as yesterday—a white coat, leggings, and a pair of sneakers. She certainly doesn't resemble a mature woman nearing her forties. However, those leggings must have been recently acquired, but there's no need to dwell on the reasons why.
As soon as we arrived at the foot of the mountain yesterday, my mother hastily jumped out of the car and began searching for a restroom. Unfortunately, the nearby establishments were all guesthouses or hotels, lacking any public toilets. Eventually, after confirming our accommodation at a particular guesthouse, my mother hurriedly made her way to the restroom. She spent a considerable amount of time inside before finally emerging. During dinner, I couldn't help but suppress a laugh when I saw her awkward demeanour.
Given the viscosity of semen, it cannot be easily wiped clean with just a tissue. Undoubtedly, my mother's underwear must have stuck firmly to her pussy. How uncomfortable that must be.
As a result, my mother has been ignoring me since last night. I had intended to secretly enjoy some moments with her in the evening, but unfortunately, the guesthouse only had single beds. We booked four rooms in total: one for my grandparents, one for my parents, one for my uncle and aunt, leaving me to share a room with my younger cousin, which was quite disappointing.
Nevertheless, where there's a will, there's a way. Although my mother is not acknowledging me, it doesn't prevent me from taking advantage of her.
Whenever there are no people around or when there are few witnesses, I would sneak up to my mother and vigorously caress her pert buttocks, discreetly concealed from my aunt's sight.
Initially, my mother would turn around to glare at me or pinch me, but as time went on, she simply let me be.
And I became increasingly bold. On a few occasions, even with many people nearby, my hand would remain pressed against my mother's round and plump buttocks, startling her and causing her to quicken her pace in an attempt to escape.
However, my hand seemed to possess an adhesive quality, firmly covering her curvaceous rear. No matter how my mother tried to dodge or evade, she couldn't escape it. Fear and helplessness filled her eyes. Taking advantage of a moment when no one was watching, she turned her head back to me and said, "Don't go too far!"
This line of dialogue sounds quite intimidating, but as I gaze upon my mother's exquisitely beautiful face, with her long fluttering eyelashes and the melodious sound of her voice, I can't feel even the slightest hint of fear. Besides, I've figured out that my mother is probably more worried about being discovered than I am. She's just saying stern words without any real menace. That's why I dare to take advantage of her so recklessly.
"Hehe, just a little touch." Acting as if I hadn't sensed my mother's anger, I pressed my hand against her soft buttocks and began kneading in circles.
My audacity only fuelled my mother's anger further. Her captivating gaze shot daggers at me. "I'm really going to be angry... Ah..."
Initially, my mother intended to pretend to be very angry to frighten me, but before she could finish speaking, she felt a sharp pain in her raised posterior. That hand had gone too far, gripping her flesh forcefully. She involuntarily let out a small cry of pain, but fortunately, it wasn't loud enough to be noticed by anyone.
As she turned back and saw my smirking face, my mother pinched me fiercely, seething with anger.
"Hiss..."
Well, I have to admit, my mother's slender and fair little fingers are surprisingly strong. She effortlessly executed a 180-degree turn on my arm, causing me to gasp in pain.
Observing my contorted face from the pain, my mother's mood improved slightly. With a cold snort, she turned around and caught up with my aunt's footsteps, continuing to climb the mountain.
"Looks like I need to be more cautious against this move next time."
I forced a wry smile and shook my head. If someone else had pinched me like that, it would have turned into a fierce struggle. Even though it was my mother, I can't just let it go so easily. She has to pay a price.
Rubbing my slightly numb arm, I smirked and hurriedly caught up, knowing that the road ahead was long and full of opportunities...
And so, our family of eight continued our journey towards the mountaintop, accompanied by laughter and joy.
Occasionally, I would pause to admire the scenery along the way, marvelling at nature's incredible craftsmanship.
Watching my mother's delight throughout the journey, taking photos at suitable spots with a blissful smile on her face, it was truly a sight to behold.
I've often thought to myself, what kind of karma did I accumulate in my past life to savour the taste of such a breathtaking goddess in this lifetime? It must have involved saving the world, at the very least.
I used to say quite often that I would willingly die if it meant I could have my mother. But now, I can't bear the thought of dying because if I do, I won't be able to enjoy my mother anymore.
My ultimate goal is to train my mother to become my obedient sex slave, ready to please me anytime, anywhere. I've only just begun, and the road to this goal is still far away. Until I achieve it, I need to live my life fully.
Climbing and playing along the way, we finally reached a spot that was only 100 meters away from the mountaintop. As the finish line approached, I started to feel anxious.
My mother's vigilance throughout the journey was too strong. She always stayed close to the main group, never giving me any opportunity for private moments. We were almost at the mountaintop, and I had only managed to satisfy my desires to a limited extent. That was far from enough for me.
Just when I was feeling a bit disappointed, an opportunity finally presented itself.
"Do you need to use the restroom?"
When we were nearing the mountaintop, my mother suddenly asked me, her voice loud enough for everyone, including my father, to hear.
Before I could fully process it, almost instinctively, I responded, "No, I don't."
My mother continued, "Oh, then I'll go to the restroom."
...
As soon as my mom finished speaking, I realized what I had missed and wished I could slap myself hard.
Seeing the remorse on my face, my mom couldn't help but smirk inwardly. However, she maintained a calm demeanour and turned to walk towards the restroom.
Deep down, my mom was thinking that after saying in front of so many people that I wouldn't go to the restroom, I surely wouldn't shamelessly follow her.
But my mom clearly underestimated the thickness of my skin. After she entered the restroom, without any embarrassment, I calmly said to my dad, "Dad, we're almost at the mountaintop. You guys go ahead, I'll also go to the restroom just in case I need to go later and can't find one."
Dad initially wanted to wait for mom to come out so we could all go together. However, after seeing grandpa and grandma walking ahead, he nodded and said, "Alright, we'll wait for you up there."
Dad probably couldn't fathom my wicked thoughts, and he would never guess that his beloved wife had been played with over and over again due to his actions and words...
Mom surely couldn't imagine my shamelessness. If she had heard what I just said, she would probably have endured until we descended the mountain, rather than choosing to go to the restroom.
As I watched dad and others disappear from sight, I found a place to hide and prepared to give mom a "surprise."
It's not that I didn't want to have a rendezvous with mom in the restroom. Although I didn't mind the smell inside, this was a scenic area with many people around, making it impossible to sneak in quietly. So, I had to settle for an alternative method to tease mom.
It didn't take long before mom walked out of the restroom. Her white coat was perfectly fitting for the occasion, complementing her fair skin and exquisite face like a fairy descended to earth.
After mom came out, she looked around and, when she realized no one was in sight, she took out her phone and made a call, probably to dad.
Slowly, I approached mom from behind, standing right behind her without being noticed. When mom hung up the phone and was about to catch up, I suddenly embraced her delicate body from behind.
"Ah... Who is it?" Mom was instantly startled, her voice echoing and drawing the attention of passersby.
I didn't expect mom to react so strongly. Seeing the wary gazes of the people around us, I had no doubt that if I didn't explain, they would call the police and have me arrested.
Quickly, I said, "It's me." I spoke loudly enough for both mom and the onlookers to hear.
Upon hearing my voice, mom finally relaxed, but immediately a hint of embarrassment and fear appeared, causing her voice to tremble, "I thought you had left?"
The nearby onlookers, upon hearing mom's words, confirmed that we knew each other and stopped staring in our direction.
"I was worried you might get lost," I said while laughing.
Mom scoffed lightly, not thinking much of it.
"Thank you for your concern, but it's time to get up and leave."
I wasn't going to let go obediently. The allure of mom's presence was like a stimulant to me, making me unable to resist, holding onto mom even tighter.
"Let me hug you."
"No, there are so many people watching."
"It's fine, nobody knows us anyway."
"That's still not acceptable, and can you stop causing trouble at such risky times? What if we're caught in the car?"
"Isn't it exciting?"
"Exciting my foot..." Mom directly cursed this time, and after realizing it, her pretty face turned slightly red. I guess she didn't expect to say such words. For mom, it already counted as vulgar language.
I was taken aback for a moment, but I didn't pay too much attention to it. I continued to hold onto mom, fearless like a dead pig in boiling water, disregarding everything.
"So, mom means that we can fool around as long as it's not dangerous."
"No! If you do it again, I'll run away from home or change schools to get far away from home. Don't ever expect to touch me again." The thought of being violated in the car made mom tremble with anger, and she made up her mind to never let the same thing happen again.
Uhh...
I have to admit, mom's threat got to me, but I'm not foolish. I can't back down at a time like this, or else mom will know that I'm afraid she'll run away from home. It would complicate things in the future.
But I didn't forget my objective. I said to mom, "Then, mom, accompany me for a walk on the glass skywalk, and I promise I won't do those things anymore. Deal?"
"The glass skywalk?" After listening, mom instinctively looked up. One famous attraction on the mountaintop of Jianfeng Mountain was the glass skywalk, hanging over 700 meters high in the air.
Just looking at it made mom's legs feel weak, and she could faintly see the slight sway of the skywalk in the wind.
"No way!"
With just a glance, mom instantly refused, firmly deciding not to go, not even if it meant death...
"This is an opportunity that mom shouldn't miss. My libido has been building all day and I don't know what I would do next, hehe..."
"No, if you do that again, I'm leaving."
"In that case, mom can accompany me for a walk up there. Once is enough to solve everything. After this walk, I won't cause trouble in such dangerous situations anymore."
After hearing my words and thinking about the desperation endured in the car, mom, who knew I wouldn't give up until I achieved my goal, wavered internally. However, looking up at the swaying glass skywalk, mom couldn't summon the slightest courage.
Seeing mom silent and not saying anything, I knew the deal was almost sealed. Seizing the opportunity, I continued, "It's very safe, mom. I promise not to linger up there. We'll walk one round and immediately come down. Is that alright?"
Although mom knew she couldn't just go along with me, if I were to act inappropriately during the return journey, mom had no confidence that she could withstand it again. In the end, it would only be her who suffered.
If walking one round up there could prevent such incidents, it might be a decent choice...
I didn't know what mom was thinking at the moment, and when I was starting to get impatient, mom finally spoke, "You better keep your word."
I felt delighted, quickly responding, "Of course, have I ever lied to mom before?"
"Hmph, haven't you deceived me before?"
"No, not at all. Can't you trust my solemn vow?"
Mom looked at my sincere face, knowing it might be a ploy, but still having some faith in it. Plus, after being hugged for so long, mom had been on edge. Combined with my words, she gritted her teeth and finally made a decision.
"Fine, remember what you said."
"Don't worry, mom. I'll do as I promise."
Done!
I did it!
In my mind, I quietly celebrated and praised my own intelligence, even though no one could hear me...
"Let go already." My mom saw me standing there, silly grin on my face, and couldn't help but remind me.
Only then did I snap out of it, sheepishly smiled and let go of my mom. Though reluctant, sometimes you have to give up something to gain something else.
Freed from the restraints, my mom continued walking without looking back. I quickly caught up and walked alongside her, then held her delicate, boneless hand.
"Let go." My mom struggled a bit, realizing she couldn't break free, and said indignantly.
"I'm afraid you might stumble. Let's walk a bit faster so we don't keep Dad and the others waiting." I used the excuse I had thought of in advance, cutting off any further objections from my mom. I held her hand tightly and started climbing up the stairs quickly.
The sudden increase in speed made my mom a little uncomfortable. Although she knew I was doing it on purpose, she had to focus on the steps beneath her feet. With her already weak legs, she had no choice but to let me hold her hand.
I guess anyone who saw us, except for those who knew us well, would think we were a couple.