Seeing Aunt Shen’s charming and alluring appearance, Yang Haoran felt immensely pleased. He turned to accuse his mother, saying, “Mom, look. Aunt Shen’s encouraging style of education is the correct method. Haven’t you seen how good Shiwen’s grades are under Aunt Shen’s guidance?”
“If you hadn’t been so strict with me before, maybe I would have genuinely loved studying too.”
“Hmph!”
Liu Ruoxi shot a glance at her best friend Shen Qing, who was smiling like a seductive vixen, feeling somewhat uncomfortable inside. She said lightly, “Well, Mom could also say that Shen Qing hardly ever managed Shiwen, yet his academic performance is so outstanding. Why can’t you achieve the same?”
Yang Haoran was almost stunned by his mother’s retort, his brain nearly short-circuiting. How could she make such a comparison? Wasn’t he criticizing his mother’s educational approach? How did it circle back to being about his own capabilities?
Yang Haoran found himself both exasperated and amused. “Mom, listen to me. I’m saying that your educational method is problematic. That’s what led to my poor academic performance.”
“Rebellious psychology!”
Shen Qing smiled and provided an excuse for her young man.
“Right, right, right⦔ Yang Haoran mentally gave Aunt Shen a thumbs-up and complained righteously, “So this is partly your fault too, Mom. You can’t blame it all on me.”
“Don’t you go spoiling him,” Liu Ruoxi said, shooting a glare at Shen Qing beside her. Then, looking at her son, she smiled instead of getting angry. “Then what about Yaoyao? Mom was very strict with her too, so why are her grades so good? Is that Mom’s fault as well?”
Ah! Yang Haoran’s face flushed with embarrassment. Yaoyao, you’ve betrayed me!
“Alright, alrightβ¦ there’s no need for you two to dwell on this issue,” Shen Qing quickly intervened, persuading her best friend. “Little Ranran knows what he’s doing. Boys going through puberty often get distracted by the opposite sex. Right now, he can have any woman he wantsβWen Qian, Wenwen, me, and even you, Ruoxi. Whenever Little Ranran feels stressed about studying, he can freely vent his frustrations on any of us. That way, he can naturally focus his energy on studying.”
“Yeah, Mom, Aunt Shen is right. As long as you satisfy my desires, my grades will naturally meet your expectations,” Yang Haoran said.
“You’ve already had your say, both good and bad. What else can Mom possibly add?” Liu Ruoxi replied helplessly. “In private, Mom will be your plaything. Whenever you feel frustrated with your studies, you can vent on Mom. On usual days, Mom will be more lenient with you. If there’s anything Mom does poorly, you can bring it up, and Mom will consider your opinions.”
“But there’s one more thing: as long as it’s not in private, whether at home or in front of others, if you ever step even slightly out of line, don’t blame Mom for taking action to discipline you.”
Seeing his mother’s solemn expression, it was clear she was serious. Yang Haoran rubbed his nose, feeling a phantom pain in his buttocks, and said in a joking tone, “Mom, if you hit me, aren’t you afraid I’ll punish you in private?”
“Go ahead and try⦔ Liu Ruoxi remained composed, her tone firm. “If you want to punish Mom for this reason, Mom has nothing to say. Even if you say you’re in a bad mood and want Mom to kneel down so you can whip her to vent your frustrations, Mom will accept it. But it absolutely cannot be because Mom disciplined you and you seek private revenge.”
Yang Haoran was deeply moved by his mother’s words and felt a twinge of guilt. He smiled ingratiatingly and said, “Mother, dear, how can you say that? I’m not that kind of person. On usual days, if I do anything poorly, feel free to hit me. But in private, as you yourself said, I won’t regard you as my mother anymore.”
“Didn’t you say Mom is your breeding stock? In private, you can manage Mom as your breeding stock. Mom has no objections,” Liu Ruoxi said, following her son’s line of talk despite feeling ashamed inside. Under the influence of her son and best friend, she was gradually growing accustomed to these lewd words.
Yang Haoran and Aunt Shen exchanged glances, communicating with their eyes. Yang Haoran’s gaze was full of gratitude, while Shen Qing’s eyes sparkled with amusement.
In truth, Yang Haoran had always asked Aunt Shen to help him win over his mother. Although he wasn’t sure how much effort Aunt Shen had put in, given how smoothly things had gone today, her contribution was undoubtedly indispensable.
As for his mother, Yang Haoran understood clearly that she had already given her silent consent. The reason for distinguishing between daily life and private moments was, as his mother had said, her bottom line. Yang Haoran was already very satisfied with the current situation.
His long-cherished wish over the years had finally been fulfilled today!
Even after having actual relations with his mother, Yang Haoran had always felt that making her his sex slave was still an distant dream. She was too beautiful, too perfect. Just like in the first grade of elementary school, when he wrote in the composition section of his exam under the title “My Mother,” his opening sentence was: “My mother is a fairy.”
It was childish, but it was the most fitting description Yang Haoran had ever used for his mother’s beauty over the years. As he had once said to her: “Mom, my childhood wasn’t missing you because your beauty accompanied me throughout my entire childhood!”
It was the purest praise from a young child!
Yang Haoran reflected on his past self, feeling somewhat dazed. How he wished he could tell his younger self: “That fairy will belong to you in the future!”
Suddenly, a moist, tingling pleasure surged through him. Yang Haoran followed the sensation and saw Aunt Shen sucking on his cock, taking it in and out of her mouth.
Noticing Little Ranran looking over, Shen Qing mumbled indistinctly: “Mmmβ¦ Master is so bigβ¦ Mmmβ¦ I can hardly take it all⦔
Aunt Shen’s small mouth was stretched full by the thick cock, emitting muffled sounds. Then, her red lips parted wide as sheε°½ε (jΓ¬nlΓ¬ – did her best to) suck and lick, her head moving back and forth continuously. Her tongue tipη΅ζ΄» (lΓnghuΓ³ – agilely) swept back and forth over the glans and urethral opening, while her mouth overflowed with ecstatic moans, as if expressing how obsessed she was with the cock in her mouth.
“Mom, lick my balls,” Yang Haoran assigned the task to his mother, thoroughly enjoying the pleasurable service of Aunt Shen’s blowjob.
Aunt Shen’s tongue was light and agile, her mouth tight and powerful. The sensation of having his big dick pleasured was continuous, and coupled with her utterly wanton and lewd expression, Yang Haoran leaned back against the sofa couch, panting comfortably. Both his body and mind were immensely satisfied.
Shen Qing pleasured him with several strokes before pulling the cock out of her mouth, making a bit of space for her best friend Ruoxi. As Ruoxi lowered her head to lick Little Ranran’s testicles, Shen Qing used her left hand to caress the shaft, adjusting its position. She turned her body sideways, lowered her head, and began kissing and licking the thick shaft with her small mouth. Her tongue swept and licked wantonly, her eyes gazing at him with a lustful and seductive look, providing the utmost stimulation for the man.