"Can't we not go..."
"Oh come on, we've already bought the tickets. It would be such a waste not to go."
In front of the glass walkway, my mother kept stepping back, but I held her hand firmly. Even if the entire centre tilted backward, we wouldn't budge an inch.
Seeing the fear in my mother's eyes, it would be dishonest to say that I didn't feel sorry for her. But for the sake of my goal, I had to reluctantly put my mother through some hardship.
I forcefully dragged my mother along, checking our tickets along the way. Finally, we entered the glass walkway. However, we hadn't reached the really exciting part yet. This section only required us to wear non-slip socks, and the floor was carpeted, so we couldn't see what was beneath. We had to walk about 10 meters with socks before the transparent glass appeared.
Looking at the glass walkway just a stone's throw away, my mother actually swallowed nervously.
At first, Mom had devised a strategic plan. Her idea was that once we ascended to the summit of the mountain, she could assess which family member would join her on the walkway, thereby ensuring she wouldn't be isolated. If all else failed, she was prepared to grit her teeth and brave the walk. However, what she hadn't foreseen was the lack of volunteers – unexpectedly, it was just the two of us embarking on this venture.
She had thought she could overcome her fear, but the actual experience was far different from what she had imagined below. Just the sight was enough to make her legs weak; she didn't dare to move.
"Let's go, Mom."
Everything was ready. We only needed to move a few meters forward to reach the fully transparent glass.
"I can't... My legs are weak..." My mother shook her head while trying to step back, but she couldn't resist my strength. In the end, she simply sat on the ground and refused to move…
I appeared calm on the surface, but internally, I was overjoyed. Seeing my mother like this, I realized that later, I could make her do whatever I wanted. For the sake of my future happiness, I had to temporarily inconvenience my mother.
After looking around, I noticed that the ticket checking area was like a tent, completely isolating us from the outside. If anyone wanted to see what was inside, they would have to walk several tens of meters downhill and circle around to the side. In other words, whatever I did here, others wouldn't know. As for the strangers, I could simply ignore them. After all, nobody knew each other here.
After observing, I didn't want to waste any more time. I went straight to my mother's side and lifted her legs, carrying her horizontally.
"Oh no! Put me down..."
My mother instinctively held onto my neck with one hand while the other hand pushed forward, looking at the glass that was getting closer and closer, full of resistance.
"It's okay, Mom. It's not scary at all."
Ignoring my mother's struggles, I walked on, carrying her in my arms. In an instant, I stepped onto the transparent glass.
"Mom, give it a try." I stood in place and said to my mother, who was in my embrace.
Her naturally fair complexion turned pale from fear. Just a quick glance made her dizzy, as if she were in mid-air without a parachute, ready to fall at any moment.
"I can't... I can't do it anymore..."
My mother tightly clung to my neck with both arms, burying her head in my embrace. Her eyes were shut tightly, and her fluttering eyelashes seemed to convey her refusal to proceed any further.
Seeing my mother in this panicked state, I couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"If you don't come down, I'll give you a kiss."
At this point, my mother was completely at my mercy. I had always known that she was timid. If I hadn't tricked her into coming up here by bargaining with her, she probably wouldn't have experienced such an exciting activity in her lifetime.
For me, this was a rare opportunity. How could I pass up the chance to gain some benefits?
"No... Someone might see..."
Upon hearing this, my mother buried her head even deeper, concealing her rosy lips.
"Well, no one here knows us, so I'll just give you a quick kiss."
Watching my mother dodge, I couldn't help but feel a sense of coquettishness, a stark contrast to her usual elegance and grace.
"No! I'll be angry. Let's move on quickly."
Of course, my mother was unwilling. Although we had kissed countless times before, kissing in front of so many people was something my mother's pride couldn't bear, even if those people were strangers.
However, my mother's stubborn tone didn't make me back down. Instead, it made me even more eager to tease her.
"Well, if we don't walk, it won't count as completing the challenge. You have to walk on your own." With a mischievous smile, I said this and gradually lowered my arms that were holding my mother's legs, gently releasing her legs.
"No, no, no... Ah!" My mother yelled while clinging tightly to my neck. Her legs were bent, refusing to touch the ground. She hung onto me completely.
But I had no intention of helping my mother. I just lightly held her back, and after a while, she couldn't hold on anymore, and her feet finally touched the glass.
"Mom, you see, I told you nothing would happen." I stroked my mother's long hair and whispered gently in her ear, treating her like a beloved woman.
Although my mother realized that this position was too intimate, at this moment, she couldn't even take care of herself, let alone give me trouble.
"I really can't... Let's go back quickly..."
My mother's face was pressed against my chest, and her voice trembled as she spoke. She held onto me tightly, as if she would fall if she let go.
I rested my chin on top of my mother's head, with one hand embracing her and the other hand constantly playing with her long hair. With her delicate body in my arms, breathing in the intoxicating scent of a mature woman, I could feel my hormones surging, and my dick started to throb. It quickly erected, pressing firmly against my mother's lower abdomen.
That rigid cock almost pushed my mother's body away, creating a tiny gap between our tightly embraced bodies. This gap made my mother feel insecure, and almost instinctively, she took a step forward, embracing my body once again.
"Oh~"
This felt so good to me. I was initially worried that my mother would distance herself from me. Although she wouldn't let go, I thought she would at least avoid the large cock below. But to my surprise, she came even closer. It seemed that fear outweighed embarrassment. Being pressed against by my mother's body against my cock was incredibly pleasurable.
"Shut up!"
Listening to my shameless moaning, my mother's face instantly turned red, and she angrily retorted.
'As expected, he has ulterior motives... He always tries to take advantage of me wherever we go...'
'I should have never agreed to this…'
My mother regretted it now, not only underestimating the level of fear on the glass walkway but also overestimating her own endurance.
Originally, she intended to endure it, thinking that it would prevent her from being violated in dangerous situations in the future. But now, not being taken advantage of would be considered fortunate.
I have to admit that my mother's thinking was correct. If I hadn't promised something in return, why would I have put so much effort into coaxing her to come up here?
"Alright, alright, I'll shut up. By the way, Mom, we can't just stay here without moving."
Hearing this, my mother became hesitant.
'To walk or not?'
My mother wanted to walk, but her trembling legs were weak and couldn't take a step.
But she couldn't stay either. We couldn't just linger here; sooner or later, we had to leave.
My mother remained silent, not saying a word. I knew the time was right, and it was time to get to the point.
"Mom, how about we nullify our previous agreement? I'll carry you out, but there will be a small punishment involved."
Hearing these words, my mother instinctively grew wary. She always felt that I was up to something.
However, the current situation didn't allow my mother to think too much. Her legs felt like they weren't her own, weak and numb. She couldn't hold on for much longer.
After a long silence, my mother finally spoke slowly, "What kind of punishment?"
"Oh, it's nothing. When we return home, I want to see you wearing high heels."
As I said those words, I was also quite nervous. I initially wanted to suggest wearing stockings, but I felt that was too big of a leap for my mother to accept. Even high heels, I've never seen my mother wear them in all my life. I didn't have absolute confidence in convincing my mother.
"No way!"
She rejected it, just as I anticipated.
But I wasn't discouraged. We had come this far, and if I couldn't achieve my goal, it would be a waste of such a good opportunity.
"It's just wearing high heels, nothing else."
"No."
"And in the car later… I promise not to do anything mischievous."
"No!"
"Well, then don't blame me later. I just don't know if Mom can resist moaning."
"You..."
My mother trembled with anger from the clear threat in my words. Without thinking, she reached for my waist to pinch me. But this time, I was prepared. I instantly grabbed my mother's hand, and although she instinctively tried to use her other hand to pinch me, I caught her wrist and prevented her from succeeding.
By the time my mother realized something was wrong, it was too late. At this moment, both of my hands were holding her wrists, and without realizing it, I had taken a step back. The safe harbour she had been relying on vanished, and my mother's legs went weak, almost causing her to plop on the ground.
"Ah... You... Come over here quickly..."
My mother approached me with small steps, screaming and unknowingly finding the strength to grab my wrist with nails that seemed to dig into my flesh.
"Will you agree, Mom?"
Of course, I couldn't easily let go of my mother. I was determined to achieve my goal. As my mother took a step forward, I took a step back.
Although my mother had her eyes closed, she could still sense that I was intentionally teasing her. Her eyes turned red with a sense of injustice, biting her lip, looking pitiful.
I quickly averted my gaze. I couldn't stand my mother in this state. When there was no one around, I could ignore everything and vent my frustrations. But now, with so many people, I had no choice.
We stood there in a stalemate for a while, and finally, my mother couldn't hold on any longer. With a teary voice, she said, "I agree."
Although I had planned everything this time, I still found it somewhat unbelievable when my mother actually agreed.
"Really?"
"Really."
"Don't deceive me."
"I won't deceive you."
"Then, pinky promise."
My mother held onto my hand tightly, not even daring to let go, let alone pinky promise. She was getting impatient.
"If you don't come over now, I'll change my mind."
Seeing my mother in this state, I guessed she was reaching her limit, and my goal had already been achieved. I no longer wanted to trouble her.
"I'm coming, I'm coming."
I took a step forward, getting closer to my mother. She immediately hugged me as if she had found her backbone, and the fear within her subsided slightly.
"Are you satisfied now?"
Once again, I had defeated her. Although she had an idea that everything was all part of my prearranged plan and was mentally prepared, but she was still defeated.
"Hehe..." At this moment, I was indeed very proud. Hearing my mother's words, I couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"But... only once..."
Once was still good. At least it was a good start. And with the first time, how could there not be a second or third time?
"Okay, if you say so, let's settle it this way." I nodded.
My mother didn't want to stay in this place for even a moment longer. As soon as I finished speaking, my mother immediately said, "Can we leave now?"
Since the objective had been achieved, I didn't want to trouble my mother any further. I gently said to her, "Hold onto me."
I supported my mother's thighs with both hands and with a slight effort, lifted her up.
In a suspended state, my mother instinctively hugged my neck, and her legs, unintentionally, parted under my deliberate action. By the time she reacted, her whole body was already hanging onto me, her legs unknowingly tightly clasping my waist.
This position was like a child being held by their parents, and a sense of shame instantly spread through every corner of my body. Without even looking, my mother knew her face had turned as red as a ripe apple.
"What are you doing?" My mother couldn't help but ask. This position was truly embarrassing, and she wished she could find a hole to hide in.
"Mom, let's find a place without anyone around and have some fun later." I casually replied.
"Huh?" My mother didn't understand at first, and she savoured my words for a while before finally understanding the meaning. She was so angry she almost couldn't catch her breath.
You still want to...
It's almost like you want to die...
This is really going too far...
Wait for me outside...
Although she had those thoughts, my mother still chose to remain silent with great composure. She knew that arguing with me would only bring her humiliation, as we were clearly not on the same level.
So, in the following moments, no matter what I said, my mother stubbornly refused to speak. Even when I intentionally slowed down and occasionally used my flesh stick to prod her little hole, she gritted her teeth and stayed silent.
After a minute or two passed, with my mother still silent, I also felt bored. I decided to shift my attention to my mother's body.
Since everyone around us were strangers, I wasn't afraid of being discovered. It seemed like I was supporting my mother's perky buttocks with my hands, but I was actually rubbing and kneading them, feeling the flesh change shape in my hands, which was incredibly pleasurable. Not to mention her soft and ample breasts, I could feel their astonishing elasticity even through the fabric.
Her fragrant body scent continuously teased my youthful and vigorous body. My cock was harder than ever before. If the circumstances allowed, I really wanted to rip open my mother's leggings and forcefully penetrate her wet and moist honey hole with my flesh stick.
My mother kept her head hidden on my shoulder, motionless. She appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, her underwear was already soaked. In such a tense environment, my mother was even more aroused than I was.
As we left the glass walkway, my mother quickly left as if she were running. However, under my constant gaze, I still saw her face covered in a rosy flush.
I didn't chase after her, instead, my mind repeatedly fantasized about my mother's sensual body that was under my control moments ago.