Engaged in a game infused with sinister perversions, Liu Ruoxi understood that the scene unfolding before her eyes was inevitable. She had no choice in the matter, especially since the task involved her son. The unusual circumstances of their relationship were destined to stand in contrast to societal norms.
Given this, why should she wallow in hesitation and confusion? Perhaps it would be better to be bold, even audacious, or maybe she could use this situation to guide her son's maturation. Why not?
Liu Ruoxi remained composed, taking in the intense and greedy look in her son's eyes. There was a hint of embarrassment, but she didn't let it show on her face. Instead, she wore an unaffected calm, seeming entirely unperturbed by her son's unseemly gaze. Her lips slightly parted, her tone unusually tantalizing, she asked: "Haoran, do you think Mommy is beautiful?"
Yang Haoran's voice trembled with excitement: "Beautiful...so beautiful...Mom, you are so beautiful."
A slight chuckle flickered in Liu Ruoxi's eyes as she softly asked her son, "How beautiful?"
"Like a fairy from the heavens." Yang Haoran gestured expressively as he spoke, his excitement palpable. He had never seen his mother exuding such a captivating yet scandalous allure.
"Oh?" Liu Ruoxi lightly chuckled, "So a fairy in heaven dresses as provocatively and lewdly as your mother?" Her tone hinted at a trace of self-mockery that Yang Haoran couldn't quite grasp.
Mom's words left Yang Haoran at a loss for how to respond. Indeed, his mother's attire was incredibly provocative, bordering on indecent. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she appeared shameless and was enticing her own son like a slut.
In the midst of their conversation, Liu Ruoxi's mind was filled with the sound of a notification indicating the completion of a task.
[Player Liu Ruoxi, Newcomer Chain Quest 03 completed. Special requirements detected and rewards have been issued.]
The sound in her mind signaled the completion of the task. Normally, she should have left at this point, but she continued to stand before her son, wearing her lascivious and sexy outfit.
Liu Ruoxi glanced at her son's pants and noticed that he had put on shorts again. There was a prominent bulge, resembling a long rod, proudly pointing towards her.
"If you're hard, then take it off," said Liu Ruoxi with an indifferent expression, as if she didn't care.
Yang Haoran, inherently vulgar, had entertained thoughts about his mother before, but he never dared to show even the slightest hint of it under her stern and icy gaze.
However, his mother seemed to have transformed into a different person, becoming promiscuous and depraved. And now, she stood boldly before him, dressed in such lewd attire.
The evil seed that was always within Yang Haoran, upon hearing those words, seemed to have been nourished by rain, taking root and sprouting with a restless desire.
"Well then, I'll take it off, Mom."
While cautiously removing his pants, Yang Haoran spoke carefully to his mother. Her former imposing aura still lingered.
"Mmm," Liu Ruoxi responded faintly, seemingly unwilling to blame him.
Given amnesty, Yang Haoran quickly removed his shorts, followed by his underwear.
With his head held high and a menacing vigor, his erect penis emerged as his underwear fell, resembling a fierce tiger descending from a mountain, fixated on its prey.
The grotesque and lengthy purplish-black shaft, adorned with prominent veins, measured seventeen to eighteen centimeters. Its engorged glans, the size of an egg, glistened with a smooth and shiny surface, while a droplet of translucent liquid clung to the tip.
The provocative scene before him caused his pulsating cock to throb with excitement, mirroring his current state of mind. He felt an itching sensation in his lower body, as if a caterpillar was wriggling restlessly within him.
"Mother, could you use your hand..." Yang Haoran cautiously voiced his small request to his mother.
In his mind, he fantasized about the forthcoming scene, filled with unparalleled excitement. He believed that his mother wouldn't refuse his request, considering that she had just given him a handjob with her own hand.
A beautiful curve formed at the corner of Liu Ruoxi's mouth, a smile that could be interpreted in various ways, as she said, "Don't you have hands of your own?"
"Oh..." Yang Haoran felt somewhat disappointed, but his mother's subsequent words filled her with great joy.
"If you want Mom to help you, it's not impossible," Liu Ruoxi said, "but there's a condition."
"What condition?"
At this moment, Yang Haoran's mind was in a whirl, and he felt an unbearable itchiness and swelling in his lower body. The raging desire had nowhere to vent, making him uncomfortable all over.
Don't mention just one condition; his brain was flooded with sperm, and no matter what his mother asked him to do, he would agree to it at this moment.
"Have you reviewed the notes Yao Yao gave you?" Liu Ruoxi quickly changed the subject.
"I've looked..." Yang Haoran barely got the words out when he noticed his mother's eyes had turned ice-cold. Her gaze was firmly on him and, out of fear, he quickly corrected himself, stuttering, "I... I haven't yet."
"Do you want Mom to help you with her hand, then?"
"I do." Without hesitation, Yang Haoran blurted out, his eyes scanning his mother's alluring and experienced body with a burning desire.
"Okay," Liu Ruoxi nodded. "Can you guarantee that you'll pass all your subjects in future exams?"
"The exams are already over, right?" Yang Haoran was a bit confused.
He had been hospitalized due to an accident and missed the mid-term exams during the ten days of his hospital stay. The exams wouldn't wait for him.
"It doesn't matter if you missed them. Mom can bring the test papers from the school for you."
Liu Ruoxi spoke, her bright eyes focused on her son, her imposing aura undiminished: "If you can ensure that you pass all your subjects in the future, Mom will help you with her hand."
"Well..."
Yang Haoran instantly became troubled. With his reputation as a slacker, dozing off in class, it was harder for him to pass the exams than to ascend to heaven. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked his friends to help him cheat.
Just as Yang Haoran was considering whether to agree first and enjoy the benefits later, his mother's familiar icy tone came through.
"If you're still thinking of being sneaky, don't expect Mom to help you in the future."
Was there even a future?
Yang Haoran felt delighted in his heart, but accompanying it was sorrow. If he agreed, he felt it would be difficult for him to fulfill his promise. If he didn't agree, he would lose the tender, soft, and supple hands of his mother that he couldn't bear to part with.
He was now suddenly caught in a dilemma!
Liu Ruoxi could see the inner struggle of her son. It had already reached her predetermined goal, so she changed her tone: "If you feel you can't do it, it's okay. As long as you finish reading the notes Yaoyao gave you before midnight tomorrow, Mom can still help you with her hand."
Compared to the previous requirement, this demand was undoubtedly much lower.
Yang Haoran couldn't believe there could be such a good deal, so he immediately responded without hesitation, "Okay!"
"But you have to read them seriously. Don't play tricks, as Mom will test you." Liu Ruoxi was satisfied with her son's answer, but considering his past misdeeds, she added a patch.
Her plan was to guide him to start studying.
"Sit on the bed." She motioned toward her son.
Yang Haoran quickly and excitedly sat on the edge of the bed, his throbbing cock seemed to sense his owner's excitement, jumping and swaying slightly.
Dressed provocatively, Liu Ruoxi slowly squatted in front of her son. A dazzling, snow-white cleavage instantly caught Yang Haoran's eye. At this moment, he desperately wanted to fondle his mother's ample and round breasts.
However, despite his myriad of thoughts, he dared not take any action without his mother's permission.
Liu Ruoxi gazed at her son's erect penis standing before her, her face slightly blushing.
Suppressing her inner shyness, she slowly reached out her right hand, fingers clasping around her son's penis.
As the hot shaft made contact with her cool and soft hand, it felt as if a scorching desert was suddenly drenched with a downpour of refreshing coolness.
Yang Haoran's eyes squinted, his face filled with pleasure.
Observing her son's enjoying expression, Liu Ruoxi suddenly felt annoyed and firmly pinched him.
"Ahh..."
Instantly, Yang Haoran's eyes widened, and he dramatically gasped for breath, hoping to gain sympathy. He cried out, "Mother, are you trying to murder your own son? I just got out of the hospital."
Seeing her son's familiar expression, Liu Ruoxi felt a hint of satisfaction, and her mood improved slightly. She said, "You're enjoying this, serves you right."
Although she said these words, her hand became gentler, slowly stroking her son's hot shaft.
Her fair and slender jade hand caressed the purplish-dark flesh, moving up and down.
Her mother's soft touch brought Yang Haoran extreme pleasure, but it wasn't strong enough. He quickly said, "Mom, apply more pressure."
"Are you teaching me how to do it?" Liu Ruoxi coldly snorted and glared at her son.
However, in reality, she did increased the pressure a little, watching her son's expression while adjusting her grip.
As her mother's hand serviced his penis, Yang Haoran's eyes were not idle. He greedily gazed at his mother's ample bosom.
The fair and massive breasts moved up and down with her mother's hand, trembling slightly. Just from their silky and supple appearance, one could imagine how soft and bouncy they were.
Aware of her son's hot gaze directly on them, Liu Ruoxi naturally noticed it, but in order to make him ejaculate as soon as possible, she chose to ignore it.
Yang Haoran couldn't resist the temptation and tentatively said, "M... Mom, can I... touch it?"
After speaking, he looked at his mother with anticipation.
How could Liu Ruoxi possibly agree to such an audacious request? Her eyebrows furrowed, and her expression turned cold. She said, "Dare to say it again."
"Well... never mind then," Yang Haoran awkwardly chuckled.
Liu Ruoxi ignored the little rascal and continued to stroke her son's thick and long penis with her hand.
The glans gradually secreted clear and translucent fluid, sliding down and dripping onto her hand. She used it as a lubricant and spread it on her son's penis.
With the lubrication, the surface of the shaft became shiny and smooth, glistening slightly. Her fair jade hand skillfully moved up and down, and soon, a frothy white liquid coated the surface of the shaft like foam.
Yang Haoran could see the flicker of a myriad of emotions pass through his mother's, Liu Ruoxi's, expressive eyes. The way she delicately held and caressed him with a precise rhythm, imbued with a unique tenderness, only served to augment his pleasure. His heart throbbed in his chest like a drum, sending waves of ecstasy washing over him. He found himself bracing against the sensation, propping his weight onto both hands, his knuckles whitening. His breaths started coming in quicker, matching the rhythm of his heartbeat, while the tension kept building within him.
Then, all at once, a tremor of pleasure so profound shook him, releasing a deluge of warmth. An intense, potent surge of release sprang forth from him, catching Liu Ruoxi unprepared. In the suddenness of the moment, all she saw was a quick flash of white before her mind clouded over, shock and disorientation overtaking her senses. As if time was playing a cruel trick, it felt as if everything moved in slow motion, the reality of the situation setting in too late for her to evade the incoming onslaught. A flood of viscous, milky white substance splattered onto her visage, some droplets even spraying onto her sexy outfit.
Yang Haoran could only gaze in stupefaction at the sight that beheld him. His mother, a woman of unrivaled beauty and icy-cold persona, now found her face coated in a mask of sticky white fluid. The substance clung onto her skin, refusing to slide off and presented a sight that was utterly ridiculous and debased.
The silence in the room was soon broken by a single word uttered from his mouth, "You..."
Liu Ruoxi, brought back to the reality of the situation by her son's voice, met his eyes with a piercing stare, a mixture of shock and defiance etched into her expression. She was left wordlessly glaring back at him in anger.
"It... It was unintentional... Mom," Yang Haoran hastily stammered, the realization of the gravity of the situation dawning upon him. His eyes held a pleading look, hoping his hasty explanation would somehow mitigate the damage done.
The reality of what just transpired was surreal - he had, inadvertently, ejaculated on his own mother. A whirlwind of emotions swept through him, an odd concoction of fear, guilt, and a heady thrill he couldn't quite comprehend.
"I'll deal with you later," Liu Ruoxi responded curtly, her voice an icy threat that hung heavy in the room. The stickiness on her face felt grossly uncomfortable. Torn between her shame, anger and the need to clean herself, she decided to deal with the physical discomfort first.
With haste, she darted to the bathroom, her normally graceful steps replaced by rushed ones. Her heart pounded in her chest, a testament to the potent emotions churning within her.
"Bang!"
The door closed with an almost deafening thud, reverberating throughout the quiet room. The force with which it was shut left no room for doubt about the tumult of feelings inside Liu Ruoxi. Yang Haoran was left alone, engulfed in the deafening silence that followed.