What an utterly lewd and debauched scene this was. The two were merely two to three meters apart. The stunningly beautiful woman appeared completely composed, bathing as if nothing were out of the ordinary. Under the sound of the rushing water, she seemed entirely unaware of the young man watching her bathe just steps away, his face flushed with excitement as he vigorously stroked the erect meat rod between his legs.
Yang Haoran felt as if all the blood in his body was boiling. His face was red, his breathing rapid. His “five-fingered girl” hurriedly stroked his hot, swollen cock. The supremely beautiful sight of his mother bathing was laid out completely before his eyes, and he took in every detail.
It seemed he was afraid of missing even a single frame of the scene. His eyes were wide as saucers, his breaths heavy and coarse. He was now utterly convinced that his mother was seducing him. Clearly, she had a large bathtub she could use, yet she chose to bathe right before his eyes under the shower spray.
This seemed to further confirm his suspicion: his mother had a split personality. The woman before him was the second personalityβthe slut!
A slut of a mother who seduced her own son. A whorish mother who let her son watch her bathe.
Yet, as her son, Yang Haoran was currently enveloped in an unprecedented sense of bliss. Although his mother’s second personality was that of a slut, it was evident that, due to the influence of her original personality, she only revealed this wanton side to him. As the saying goes, one doesn’t divert fertile water to another’s field. Yang Haoran was absolutely enamored with the mother before him.
She possessed both the celestial beauty of his mother and her hot, curvaceous figure, while also exhibiting a licentious and flirtatious nature that his original mother personality could never offer. They were two distinct personas, yet one and the same person. What an intensely thrilling experience this was.
Her son’s burning, greedy gaze roamed brazenly over her jade-like body as he indecently jerked off to her. Liu Ruoxi’s delicate face flushed a deep crimson, as if she could barely withstand his stare, or perhaps due to the shame and restlessness stirring within her. With light, graceful steps, she shifted and turned her back to her son, pretending she needed to wash her back.
Even though she could remain composed while standing naked before her son, she found it somewhat unbearable to be under his hot, filthy gaze while bathing. Her sense of shame was overwhelming. Perhaps the humiliation a woman feels from being peeped on while bathing is even more deeply ingrained in her genes than the former.
However, in Yang Haoran’s eyes, his slutty mother was clearly sending him further signals of seduction. From the back, her body resembled an exquisitely carved white jade gourdβsoft, beautiful, and curvaceous. The slight sway of her full buttocks radiated an infinite allure.
Unable to restrain the fiery greed within, he lifted his foot as if involuntarily and stealthily crept closer to his mother like a thief. The distance between them was only two to three meters. Liu Ruoxi did not notice her son quietly approaching from behind; the sound of the rushing water further masked his footsteps.
It wasn’t until a heavy, ragged pant sounded by her ear: “Mom… let me wash your back for you.”
After these words, she felt a scorching hot poker slip through the gap between her legs. Her buttocks were pressed against his lower abdomen, her slender waist was held by one of his hands, and a trembling hand touched her back.
Liu Ruoxi’s face flushed crimson. Pressed tightly against her son, his enormous member was firmly against her private parts, thrusting out from between her legs. She glanced down slightly and saw a fierce-looking glans protruding from between her thighs.
Her bathing movements halted. An intense sense of shame wildly spread through her heart, and this time, it seemed uncontrollable.
Two brilliantly vivid blooms of color spread across her stunning face. The shame and anger in her heart erupted into two words of rebuke.
“Let go!” Hearing his mother’s furious tone and feeling the soft, wet smoothness of her jade-gourd-like body in his arms, Yang Haoran’s lust flared uncontrollably. He held his mother’s slender waist even tighter, his lower abdomen pressed firmly against her beautiful buttocks. His massive member could clearly feel the soft, plump, and tender flesh of her large “abalone” enveloping his cock.
The genitalia of mother and son had never been so closely joined, touching each other. Yang Haoran swallowed hard with difficulty and said in a rough voice, “I won’t let go.”
His celestial mother was bathing naked, clearly seducing him. He was no virtuous gentleman like Liu Xiahui, who could remain unmoved with a woman in his lap. Naturally, he couldn’t resist the urgings of his “second brother” below.
Moreover, convinced that the mother before him was her second personality, whose every move was meant to tempt and seduce him, her son, how could he possibly hold back? The audacity in Yang Haoran’s heart expanded along with his rising desire.
Hearing this, a silent frost seemed to settle over Liu Ruoxi’s lovely face. Her cool, clear voice sounded in Yang Haoran’s ear: “Let go. Do you still see me as your mother?” she demanded sharply, though she couldn’t suppress a trace of panic rising within her.
Yang Haoran, of course, had no intention of letting go. He stubbornly insisted, “No. Mom, you taught me that when interacting with the opposite sex, one should advance when it’s time to advance and retreat when it’s time to retreat. Right now, I feel it’s time to advance.”
Hearing her son’s words, Liu Ruoxi felt even more ashamed inwardly. She feigned her usual icy tone: “Did I teach you to use that on your mother?”
“Mom, you are also part of the opposite sex to me, aren’t you?”
Yang Haoran argued in a muffled, stubborn voice: “Besides, Mom, you were the one who wanted me to stay and watch you bathe. You’re so beautifulβhow could I possibly hold back? You were the one who seduced me first.”
He spoke with apparent conviction, as if trying to mask the guilt in his heart. His mother’s authority still remained, and he didn’t dare force himself on her. Moreover, he didn’t want to obtain her through coercion.
Hearing her son bluntly accuse her of seducing him, Liu Ruoxi felt both ashamed and angry. If it weren’t for the system’s task, how could she possibly act like this?
She couldn’t refute the point that she was seducing her son. She was well aware of her own actions. In anyone else’s eyes, it would be clear that she was the one seducing her sonβthere was no room for denial.
Seeing that she couldn’t win the argument, Liu Ruoxi adopted the imposing manner of a mother: “What do you want?” Since she couldn’t outreason him, she would simply be unreasonable. Did a mother need to reason with her son?
Faced with his mother’s aggressive demeanor, Yang Haoranεθ felt a bit intimidated. He grumbled in a rough voice, “I don’t want anything. I just want to hold you, Mom.”
Hearing the weakness in her son’s tone, Liu Ruoxi pressed even more assertively: “If you’re holding me, how can I bathe?” Yang Haoran was stumped, left speechless.
His mother was using the excuse of bathing to pressure him, and he truly had no retort. Originally, he had brought his mother to the bathroom so she could bathe. Now, an unexpected turn of events had led to this situation.
Mother and son stood pressed together indecently, both nakedβwell, except for the son’s upper body, which was still clad in a shirt soaked by the shower spray. They conversed as if no one else were present. Without seeing the scene, anyone would think this was a normal conversation between a mother and her son.
A son, reluctant to let his mother go, holds her. The mother wants her son to release her so she can go bathe.
Listen, how perfectly reasonable. Yet, paired with this licentious visual, it would make anyone’s eyes pop out in shock.
“Mom, I’m really uncomfortable… I can’t hold it in anymore.”
Reluctant to part with the soft, delicate body of his mother, Yang Haoran pleaded weakly: “Can I just hold you while you bathe?”