As the seconds evolved into, time seemed to crawl on its belly at a snail's pace. Liu Ruoxi found herself caught in a silent vigil, her mind methodically keeping time, as she attended to a task most intimate and profound. The palm of her hand had long been moistened by her son's natural secretions, a slippery lubrication that allowed her to skilfully and smoothly attend to his flesh rod.
An unforeseen development soon emerged: a robust scent, sharp and heady, wafted from the culmination of his arousal. The odour, pungent and strong, stemmed from the apex of his virility—urethral opening—and was inhaled accidentally by Liu Ruoxi. It elicited an instinctive grimace, a visceral repulsion that momentarily overrode her stoic determination. However, recognizing this scent as originating from her own flesh and blood brought a surreal sense of solace, one that softened the edge of her initial revulsion.
In the midst of this sensory interplay, the object of her focus, glistening in the low light, moist and radiant, presented an almost ethereal spectacle.
[Ding! Player Liu Ruoxi, Chain Mission 01 has been completed.]
A voice rang in her mind, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, it was done. She had been masturbating for so long that her hand was sore.
Yet, as the vestiges of satisfaction started to set in, a new thought tugged at the edges of her consciousness. The contemplation of the forthcoming mission sent a wave of anxiety skittering across her features, replacing the short-lived relief with a new sense of uncertainty.
In the quiet aftermath of her ceased ministrations, Yang Haoran, her son, gazed at her with a confused expression, "Why did you stop, Mom?"
"Isn't it over yet?" Liu Ruoxi retorted, artfully painting her face with an expression of aloof irritation, a clear sign of her simmering discontent.
His brows furrowed in a poignant display of sorrow, Yang Haoran replied with a troubled voice, "I don't know either. I just don't feel... completed."
Observing her son's woebegone visage, Liu Ruoxi found her brows knitting together in deep contemplation, silently mulling over the complexity of their intertwined situation.
"Is it because it's not exciting enough?" Liu Ruoxi came up with this answer after some thought, looking convinced as she spoke to her son.
Her mother's words confused Yang Haoran. Wasn't it exciting enough for his mother to give him a handjob? But judging from his mother's words, could it be... His mind raced, and he went along, saying, "Maybe... maybe."
"Haoran, remember what Mom said earlier."
Liu Ruoxi took a deep breath and spoke to her son, as if she had made up her mind. She got up, pulled the computer chair aside, creating enough space for one person to squat.
She walked in front of her son, squatting down before his eyes, sandwiched between the computer screen like a loaf of bread.
Yang Haoran didn't think much of it. He thought his mother was tired and wanted to change positions and continue.
But the next scene shocked him.
His mother slowly unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, starting with the collar, then the second button...
His gaze trailed down his mother's graceful neck, a stream trickling towards the captivating ocean of her exposed skin. A whisper of sensuous cleavage hinted at a deeper mystery beneath the confines of her blouse, a tantalizing tease of the unknown that stretched across his mind like a provocative landscape.
The slightly parted collar offered a gateway into her world, providing glimpses of the grandeur that lay beneath. The soft, alabaster skin gleamed with an ethereal light, akin to polished jade under the soft moonlight, casting a mesmerizing glow. His mind filled with the imagined sensation of the skin's texture, cool and smooth like satin beneath his fingers.
In the heart of this landscape stretched a deep chasm, separating the twin peaks of her breasts, a gap that was both mysterious and inviting. It extended from her clavicle down into the captivating depths of her blouse, a sensual abyss that held an inexplicable allure.
The visual depth of the cleavage was profound, its thickness near an exaggeration. The breasts that marked the chasm's boundaries were a study in grandeur, two impressive statues of femininity, their size enough to eclipse a man's gaze completely.
Peeking through the slight parting of her blouse was a trace of black lace. The intricate pattern clung to the lush expanseness of her chest, like delicate wildflowers against a white snowfield. The contrast was striking, the black and white combining to a breathtaking tableau, akin to the dawn breaking the darkness of the night sky, intensifying the enchanting allure of her figure.
Her hands continued their graceful dance, moving on to the third and fourth buttons. As the fabric parted further, two tantalizing hints of her nipples came into view. They were half-hidden, pushing against the lacy material to create small, provocative mounds. The veil of lace pattern over her voluptuous and fair breasts cast a tantalizing shadow, evoking powerful emotions.
Yang Haoran's mouth went dry, his face flushed, and his penis instantly engorged like an inflating balloon.
The purple-black flesh rod glistened, its sturdy shaft measuring seventeen to eighteen centimetres, and the proud glans stood erect at the tip. Raised veins on the surface of the flesh rod resembled marble engravings, appearing strong, powerful, and rugged!
It was like an awakening dragon, straight and hard, as if a mighty emperor, looking down upon everything and despising the world!
"Mom..."
Yang Haoran trembled and exclaimed, no one knew what he was feeling at that moment.
This was just too exciting!
Seeing her son's erect and powerful penis, Liu Ruoxi felt a mix of emotions, unsure if she felt more delighted or ashamed as a mother.
She paused her hand, and the collar of her blouse had already been unbuttoned with four buttons. A large area of smooth and white breast flesh was exposed, covered by a black lace pattern bra, which snugly embraced her soft and sizable breasts.
It could be said that apart from the bra's coverage, most of her breasts were exposed to her son's burning gaze. Yet, the black lace bra added a hazy and enticing beauty, partially concealing and revealing, driving Yang Haoran wild with desire.
The atmosphere between the mother and son instantly became extremely ambiguous. Yang Haoran's eyes burned with desire, greedily taking in the scene before him.
On the other hand, Liu Ruoxi's face flushed, and she couldn't directly meet her son's intense gaze.
Her inner shyness was beyond words. The momentary shame left her feeling helpless and at a loss. Despite mentally preparing herself, the preconception and reality were two different things. When faced with her son's dirty and passionate gaze, she wanted to scold him for his audacity. But she had willingly exposed her breasts like a shameless seductress, making it difficult to speak those reproachful words. They got stuck in her throat and couldn't be uttered.
Liu Ruoxi's inner world seemed to crumble, and the immense shame wounded her sense of modesty.
She slowly closed her eyes.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still. A stunning mature beauty with a voluptuous figure squatted in front of a young boy, baring her breasts.
The scene was incredibly lascivious. Anyone witnessing it would angrily accuse the woman of being shameless and promiscuous.
Liu Ruoxi closed her eyes, her body trembling slightly. The scorching gaze from her son earlier was vivid in her mind. Her sense of shame shattered into pieces, and at this moment, an unbearable feeling of shame engulfed her like endless darkness.
Was all of this the fault of that perverted and evil game?
She couldn't defend herself with those words. Her thoughts became trapped in a dead end. The dignity of being a mother seemed shattered by her own hands, and she echoed a question within herself. 'Liu Ruoxi, are you really a shameless seductress? A shameless seductress who exposes her breasts to entice her own son?'
That voice echoed continuously in her mind, tearing at her sense of shame.
[Player Liu Ruoxi, +30 Shame.]
A cold synthesized voice sounded in her mind, followed by the completion notification for the quest.
[Player Liu Ruoxi, Chain Mission 02 has been completed.]
Liu Ruoxi slowly opened her eyes, overwhelmed by a sense of shame and embarrassment. Upon opening her eyes, the extreme feeling of shame rebounded, and her expression turned cold as ice. She remained expressionless, like a thousand-year-old ice, chilling to the bone.
"Do you find it appealing?"
A cold tone resounded in the air, and Yang Haoran was startled, instantly regaining his senses. Subconsciously, he defended himself, "N-No... not appealing."
"Not... appealing?" His mother's icy gaze coldly stared at him, her tone freezing and piercing, each word deliberate, exuding an intimidating aura.
"Appealing... appealing... very appealing."
Under his mother's gaze, Yang Haoran shivered inwardly, quickly putting on a fawning smile.
Liu Ruoxi gazed at her son, unable to meet his eyes directly, and calmly said, "Do you want to see something even more appealing?"
Her expression was icy, but her tone was extremely lascivious.
Her mother's words made Yang Haoran almost unable to believe his ears. Something even more appealing? He cautiously probed, "C-Can I?"
In the past, he definitely wouldn't dare, but today his mother seemed like a different person, like a seductress. Not only did she give him a handjob, but she also unbuttoned her collar and exposed her breasts for him to see. This greatly boosted his confidence.