“Sighβ¦ Mom, Iβm still hard down there. Could you help me out with your mouth?”
Yang Haoran spoke while worrying that his mother might refuse, simultaneously pulling down his pants. His thick, long penis, hard as an iron rod, sprang out, standing erect between his legs, swaying slightly like an intoxicated fierce tiger.
“If only you were this persistent and pushy with your studies⦔
Liu Ruoxi sighed at the sight, rising from the edge of the bed. Under her sonβs expectant gaze, she hesitated for a couple of seconds before ultimately kneeling down facing her sonβs crotch.
The swaying flesh rod was now right before her eyes. Liu Ruoxi parted her full, lush vermilion lips and enveloped her sonβs ruddy, large glans. Her soft, fragrant tongue licked the smooth surface of the glans, while the pungent, stimulating odor assailed her delicate nose.
Her brows slightly furrowed as she sucked on the glans for a few seconds, eliciting lewd, wet sounds. Then, her soft, delicate tongue swept over every inch of the glans until the tip of her tongue pressed against her sonβs urethral opening. Beside her ear, her sonβs trembling voice sounded:
“Prod it a little, Mom.”
Liu Ruoxi felt somewhat ashamed, but as if guided by an unseen force, the tip of her tongue indeed prodded into the slit a few times, penetrating a very short distance. Yet, the taste buds on her tongue distinctly detected the salty,θ ₯ scent of urine. Yang Haoran, on the other hand, was so pleasured that his scalp tingled slightly, and he instinctively pressed his hands against his motherβs head.
Liu Ruoxiβs fragrant tongue darted like a dragonfly skimming water, intentionally prodding her sonβs glans a few more times, stimulating him to the point where his legs trembled. She found it somewhat amusing but then ceased.
She didnβt dislike serving her son with her mouth and tongue, even if it meant licking the passage from which his urine emergedβthe slit.
“Schlickβ¦ schlick⦔
Before long, the lewd sounds of oral sex echoed in the master bedroom.
Yang Haoran narrowed his eyes in enjoyment of his motherβs service. Liu Ruoxiβs exquisitely beautiful cheeks sometimes bulged, sometimes hollowed, as her head moved back and forth, taking him in. Her hair swayed, her demeanor was enchanting, and the atmosphere was thick with lust.
The somewhat dark, thick, long meat rod, under her active sucking, gleamed with a wet gloss. Her crimson, full lips enveloped her sonβs shaft, sliding deep into her throat, causing her cheeks to bulge. After sucking a few times, she pulled out most of it, then used her agile tongue to lick, scrape, and tease her sonβs glans with great proficiency.
After five or six minutes of oral sex, Liu Ruoxi felt the base of the meat rod in her mouth begin to twitch and spasm. She quickly pulled most of it out, leaving only the glans inside her mouth, just as pulses of liquid shot into the area near her throat.
A few seconds later, she released the wet meat rod from her mouth, slightly raised her head, and looked up at her son with her beautiful eyes. Knowing her sonβs preferences, before Yang Haoran could say much, she proactively opened her mouth wide for him to inspect the semen inside her oral cavity.
First time unfamiliar, second time accustomedβLiu Ruoxi didnβt mind satisfying her son with these little rituals.
“Mom, swallow it!”
With a “gulp”β¦ Liu Ruoxi contracted her throat and swallowed the mouthful of semen. “Get me a tissue,” she said.
Yang Haoran fetched a tissue and wiped his motherβs mouth, then helped her to her feet. Tonight, his mother wore a gilt mask; not being able to see her bashful expression was his only regret.
“You go back to sleep⦔
Before Liu Ruoxi could finish her sentence, Yang Haoran took advantage of the moment to push her down onto the large bed. In a daze, her sonβs face was now pressing down on her, close and imposing. She frowned, attempting to push him away, but Yang Haoranβs strength, enhanced from the medication he had taken previously, was now far greater than before. He firmly gripped her wrists, pinning them down on either side of her fragrant shoulders.
As mother and sonβs eyes met, Liu Ruoxi saw the desire burning in her sonβs gaze. After a brief silence, she said coldly, “Are you going to force yourself on me?”
Her cold tone slightly cleared Yang Haoranβs hormone-addled brain. He gave an embarrassed laugh and said, “Mom, Dadβs not home tonight, and youβre dressed so provocatively. How could I possibly resist not fucking you!”
“Let go.”
“No, I wonβt. Mom, just let me vent. Iβm still hard down there!”
“Didnβt I help you with my mouth?”
“Once isnβt enough, Mom. Iβve used the medicine Aunt Shen gave me; my sex drive is really strong nowβ¦ I canβt help it⦔
Liu Ruoxi, afraid of harming the child in her womb, didnβt dare struggle too forcefully. Otherwise, her sonβs strength wouldnβt have been enough to suppress her. Still, her tone grew increasingly colder.
“What do you take me forβ¦ your tool for relieving desire?”
Faced with his motherβs cold expression and questioning, Yang Haoran felt a bit apprehensive. He knew his mother responded better to softness than force, and he really had no need to resort to such crude methods as forcing himself on her, especially since the relationship between mother and son was now far different from before.
“Momβ¦ youβre joking. How would I dare force you?”
Yang Haoran slowly released his motherβs wrists, placing his hands on either side to support his weight, but he still maintained a position pinning her down. His tone, however, softened.
“Tonight, I just want to sleep with Mom and do it onceβ¦ How about it, Mom? Is that okay?”
He thought his mother would agree, but instead, Liu Ruoxi glared at him sharply, her authority undiminished from before.
“Get out!”
The shout, filled with anger, instantly startled Yang Haoran. He sobered up completely, pushed himself up from the bed, and stood. Seeing that his motherβs anger hadnβt subsided and that she was about to rise and strike him, he took a step back. “Motherβ¦ your son was wrong. We wonβt do it, we wonβt do it. Iβll just hold Mom and sleepβ¦ is that okay?”