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"Xiaofeng, come out and have your meal."
"Um... I'll be right there..."
At noon, with the bright sunshine, in a residence, a middle-aged man carried the freshly cooked meal to the dining table and called out towards a bedroom.
A slightly inexperienced voice responded from behind the door, with a hint of laboured breathing, as if engaged in intense physical activity.
However, this abnormality didn't raise any suspicions in the middle-aged man's mind. He wouldn't imagine that his son was engaged in sexual activities on the bed, let alone that the woman beneath him was his wonderful wife.
"Mom, I'm about to climax."
Inside the room, I was pressing down on my mother's body, vigorously thrusting into her tight pussy. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe our connection as a flood engulfing us. The sticky semen, abundant and overflowing, stained my mother's snow-white thighs, glaringly noticeable.
"Mmm... Hmmm... Uh... Mmm... Mmm..."
My mother didn't respond with words because she was incapable of speaking. She could only release seductive moans in sync with my thrusts.
Throughout this hour-long session, I maintained a single position, muffling my mother's mouth while relentlessly pounding her. Even after two ejaculations, my burning desire remained unsatisfied, and I was on the verge of a third release.
From initial resistance to later unbearable pleasure, and now, my mother no longer had the slightest intention to resist. Countless orgasms had drained her of all strength, and all she desired was to bring an end to this ordeal as quickly as possible.
Her tight pussy was now both numb and itchy, reluctant to halt but also hesitant to continue until her body reached its limits. It was akin to taking drugs, where the experience was particularly enjoyable when below the threshold, but once the threshold was crossed, especially with excessive drug use, it ceased being pleasurable and became tormenting. That's how my mother felt now. Her petite opening had almost lost all sensation, teetering on the edge of collapse. She longed to slip into unconsciousness and awaken once everything was over.
I reached out my hand, massaging my mother's slightly swollen and beautiful breasts. Our clothes had been discarded at some point, leaving only a white bra trapped beneath her breasts. A torn pair of panties hung on her thigh, swaying with the rhythm of our bodies' collision.
"I'm about to climax..."
With a low growl, the third wave of milky semen surged into my mother's body, forcefully filling her already brimming womb.
"Mmm..."
My mother finally reacted, her delicate body tensed up, and her small hands gripped the bedsheets tightly, enduring the pleasure of another climax. The scorching hot thick semen felt like the straw that broke the camel's back. My mother persevered for a few seconds before finally succumbing to exhaustion and slipping into a deep sleep.
"Phew..."
After the third ejaculation, my burning desire slightly subsided, and reason regained control.
Looking at my mother beneath me, overwhelmed and unconscious, I felt a mix of pride and a hint of heartache. Suddenly, I regretted being so violent with her. Even the last time I raped her wasn't as rough. It was a miracle that my mother's delicate body could endure such intense activity for nearly two hours.
I slowly withdrew my cock, and the semen that had filled her womb found its way out, trickling down her swollen opening. The stark contrast between the pure white semen and her pink hairless pussy aroused desire, tempting me to go for another round.
But as I gazed at her slightly reddened opening, I forcefully held back. Another session would likely be too much for my mother to bear. It would be better to let her rest for a while and continue in the afternoon.
I pulled off my mother's torn panties from her thigh and wiped my cock with it, disregarding the continuously leaking semen. Then, I covered her with a blanket. I put on a pair of loose pants and walked out.
When I opened the door, I was cautious and made sure my father wasn't waiting outside. Only after confirming his absence did I step out and casually close the bedroom door.
"I'm here, let's eat."
Seeing me emerge, my father called me over.
"School will start soon. Take these days to rest properly. Once classes begin, continue working hard."
"Yes, I understand."
"If you have any questions, ask your mother anytime."
"Okay."
After a brief conversation, my father and I focused on eating, exchanging a few words from time to time.
As I looked at my father, to be honest, I didn't feel much guilt. Although I betrayed him, he had never shown me the love of a father since I was young. I didn't have much emotional attachment to him.
But I had to consider my mother. Until I completed her complete training, I didn't plan on letting my father know about this or keeping him in the dark forever.
We finished the meal quickly. I knew my father had the habit of taking a nap after lunch, so I made sure to finish eating at the same time.
"Dad, you should go back to rest for a while. I'll wash the dishes."
My father smiled at me, clearly in a good mood, and said, "Sure, let me know if you need anything."
I smiled back and turned to the kitchen to clean up the dishes.
However, my father's smile was genuine because of my maturity, while my smile, I suppose, was something he would never truly understand...
After confirming that my father had returned to his room, I quickly finished cleaning and rushed back to my bedroom, locking the door behind me.
Looking at my mother peacefully sleeping, her legs curled up, her snow-white rounded buttocks facing me, the visual impact caused my cock to gradually rise.
I climbed onto the bed slowly, caressing the beautiful buttocks that I had been pounding all morning. The opening, resembling a spring, was still slowly leaking semen. Due to her legs being pressed together as she lay on her side, her exquisite pussy was fully exposed before my eyes. It seemed to be tempting me to penetrate her eagerly.
I couldn't resist after just a quick glance; I clumsily took off my pants without waking up Mom, and with my hand trembling, I positioned the tip of my penis against her vagina.
"I've had my fill, now it's time for some more action," I murmured to myself.
Without further hesitation, I slightly thrust forward, effortlessly pushing open the tight opening with my large head, entering the still wet and slippery passage.
"Mmm..." My sleeping mom immediately felt the response in her body and involuntarily let out a soft moan.
Her long eyelashes quivered as her eyes slowly opened, revealing a radiant gaze that contained the brilliance of stars.
In a daze, her eyes caught sight of a figure.
'What just happened... I feel so tired...'
'This person... It looks like Xiaofeng...'
Mom didn't realize it immediately, but as the blurry figure became clearer, the events of the morning rushed back into her mind.
The warmth of the bed, blowjob, overwhelming sex.
Mom finally remembered what had happened earlier, although her mind wasn't fully awake, and she started to refuse and reached out to push me away.
"Xiaofeng, wait..."
I seized Mom's wrist and teased her, saying, "Wait? Are you about to call me your husband?"
"Huh?" Mom was somewhat puzzled; she clearly didn't understand the internet memes.
Seeing Mom's adorable and bewildered expression, I didn't bother to explain. Instead, I began thrusting, inserting my fingers into her thigh and gripping her wrist.
"Don't... Mmm... pause... ah... for a moment..."
I ignored Mom's plea and continued while saying, "Mom, you'd better keep your voice down. Although Dad went back to the room, we can't guarantee he won't hear anything."
Upon hearing this, Mom hurriedly covered her mouth with her other hand to prevent her moans from escaping.
The increasingly intense thrusts left Mom's mind gradually blank. Every time she tried to speak, it turned into obscene moans. Mom had no choice but to temporarily keep quiet and speak after getting used to it.
But Mom overestimated her abilities. Three minutes passed, and all she could do was cover her mouth. Whenever she let go, she couldn't control the seductive gasps that escaped. Her tight body just couldn't adapt to the girth and length of my penis.
'What should we do...'
'I'm going to lose control if this continues...'
Mom's mind raced as she pondered how to calm down my raging desires.
Meanwhile, I relentlessly thrust into her raised buttocks, using her hands against her hips as leverage, while my other hand gripped her snow-white thigh. With each forward thrust, I pulled Mom's body backward, synchronizing our movements. It was an incredibly pleasurable sensation.
Finally, as if determined, Mom tightly grabbed the bedsheet and struggled to say, "Mmm... stop... ah... I need to... mmm... say something..."
I didn't stop my thrusts; on the contrary, I increased the pace even more. The sight of Mom panting and struggling to speak was incredibly adorable. How could I pass up such a golden opportunity?
"Mmm... uh... mmm... you... hmph... hmm..."
Helpless, Mom looked at me with a pitiful and indignant gaze. She clearly understood my intentions but was powerless. All she could do was exchange her vulnerable gaze for brief moments of respite.
I have to admit, Mom's move was incredibly effective and had a devastating impact on me. It almost made me lose control and spare Mom. However, I closed my eyes resolutely and continued penetrating her tender pussy.
Watching me, Mom gritted her teeth in anger and muttered "bastard" under her breath. She had no choice but to accept her fate.
"I... mmm... in the morning... ah... I didn't... mmm... I didn't... with your... dad... mmm... ah..."
This brief statement, interspersed with gasps, took Mom 30 seconds to complete, indicating just how unbearable the thick cock was for her.
But the outcome was favourable. At least Mom successfully made me stop and won a momentary break.
Looking at Mom, my mind was filled with confusion.
That's impossible! I distinctly heard it in the morning.
Even though I didn't hear the sound of the bed shaking, considering their conversation, how could they not have had sex?
Unless... Mom was lying.
The thought enraged me instantly.
"I heard it all, and you're still lying?" After saying that, I prepared to resume my assault.
Mom hurriedly continued, "I'm not lying. Your dad couldn't even stand up."
I paused, finding it hard to believe.
"Really?"
"Really!"
Looking into Mom's eyes, she didn't seem like she was lying. The frustration that had built up throughout the day vanished instantly, replaced by an unprecedented sense of pleasure.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Did you give me a chance to speak?"
"Uh... well... Maybe I didn't..." Looking at Mom's furrowed brows and her angry glare, I rarely felt a twinge of embarrassment.
"And yet, you said he was better than me." I scratched my head and spoke softly, completely different from my earlier rough demeanour. After all, now I was the one in the wrong...
"How dare you say that!"
"Who pulled me back into the room without a word?"
"Who forced me into the bed?"
"Do you know how suffocated I felt?"
"You covered my mouth, preventing me from speaking."
"I almost passed out. Were you trying to kill me?"
At this moment, Mom, who had regained the upper hand, finally showed her true teacher-like nature. Her mouth spewed words at an incredible speed, without taking a single breath. If left unchecked, I had no doubt that Mom could nag for half an hour straight.
Seeing that I didn't even have chance to speak up, I had to resort to taking action to silence my mother.
I supported my mother's slender waist and suddenly twisted, forcefully making her lie down on the bed. Immediately, I pressed my entire weight onto her, my thick dark cock staying deep inside without pulling out, thrusting deeply into her womb. I moved my hips, stirring my cock back and forth in my mother's tender and hot pussy.
"Mmm... Don't... Ah... like this... Mmm... No... Mmm..."
Indeed, moans were a thousand times more pleasant to hear than nagging. This seductive moaning made me feel like I could listen to it for a lifetime.
"Why can't we continue, mother?"
"Ah... like this... Mmm... too deep... Mmm... Mmm... stop..."
Stop?
How could I stop and listen to your nagging?
I continued regardless, disregarding her struggles.
My mother struggled to get up, but her feeble strength was not enough to lift me off. Her snow-white body could only be forcefully pressed beneath me.
"Does it feel uncomfortable like this?" I whispered softly into my mother's ear, then pulled out my cock and thrust it back in forcefully.
"Snap!!!"
The crisp sound reverberated in the room. If it weren't for my father sleeping in the next room, separated by two doors, I wouldn't dare to do this.
"Ah..."
This position, this sense of oppression, brought my mother an unprecedented excitement. She should have felt humiliated, but instead, she became even more aroused, not mentally, but physically.
For some reason, my mother didn't understand this knowledge of sexual pleasure. She didn't know what it meant, that her body harboured hidden submissive desires.
This kind of submission was not something to be seen in the light, as once it was discovered, it would become uncontrollable.
What I enjoyed was the process of transforming my mother from a noble and gentle mother into a sex slave under my control.
So don't say I don't know what my mother is feeling right now. Even if I do, I won't reveal it. I want to make my mother gradually fall into corruption through her struggles, which is much better than forcing her directly.
I inserted myself into my mother's uterus with force, even though I was already fully inserted, I didn't stop. The feeling of my abdomen pressing against her raised buttocks made me wish I could stuff my testicles inside as well.
And for my mother, the sensation was even more intense than usual. The thick and long cock seemed to reach her chest, penetrating through her delicate passage. The pleasure engulfed her body, causing her to unconsciously lift her hips and meet my thrusts.
Although this was not what my mother intended, if she didn't do this, her body would soon be overwhelmed by pleasure. Only by doing this could she barely withstand it for a while.
I continued stirring in my mother's tender cave, the stimulation even stronger than before. My cock was harder than ever before, and I almost came.
I had to support my body and temporarily stop my movements, looking at my mother's beautiful back and slender waist.
Her delicate waist, highlighted by her raised buttocks, looked like it could be held with just one hand. The two hips were like handles, making me uncontrollably reach out to grab them.
Everything was just right, as if naturally designed for someone to grasp from behind and ravage wantonly. It made my desire to cool down swell once again.
I no longer hesitated, gripping my mother's slender waist and thrusting forcefully, launching a fierce attack from the beginning, slamming into my mother's beautiful buttocks.