Wang Xiulan's body convulsed violently, causing Lin Zhe to stop his hip-thrusting movements.
He then slightly raised himself up and looked down at the perfect face beneath him, which was completely flushed with desire.
It was faintly visible that Wang Xiulan's eyes were moist, her phoenix eyes were hazy, and fine beads of sweat seeped from her smooth forehead, wetting some of her fine hairs and sticking tightly to her forehead.
Those plump lips, which usually carried a hint of dignity, were now slightly parted as she breathed heavily, each breath causing her full breasts beneath the white bathrobe to rise and fall.
Seeing his mother's captivating appearance, Lin Zhe felt a surge of immense satisfaction tinged with guilt.
He actually made his mom orgasm!
This kind of forbidden pleasure, which is immoral, is absolutely incomparable to ordinary sex.
After much thought, in the past twenty-odd years of his life, putting aside the affair between his wife and father, only in terms of actual experience, the only thing that can be somewhat comparable to his sexual relationship with his wife is his love for her.
It's definitely not because of that; it's because before this, Lin Zhe had only had sexual relations with Su Yu.
At this moment, Wang Xiulan felt comfortable.
The afterglow of the climax was like a gentle tide, wave after wave, washing over every sensitive nerve in her body.
It made her feel weak all over, unable to muster any strength, and she could only passively feel the waves of subtle pleasure coming her way, as if her soul had left her body.
However, Lin Zhe's penis had not yet been released. It was still full of energy, buried between his mother's wet and muddy buttocks, the tip of the urethra opening and closing, the whole shaft pulsating as if declaring its dissatisfaction.
He thought his mother might be still in a daze because she just had an orgasm, and she might not be able to make a clear judgment.
So Lin Zhe decided to strike while the iron was hot and tentatively made a further request:
"Mom... your underwear... your pants are too uncomfortable... it feels... it feels like the skin down there is being rubbed off..."
In fact, Wang Xiulan was wearing silk underwear made of very fine materials, which is incredibly smooth.
At this moment, the thin triangular piece of fabric was completely soaked by the love fluid that gushed out during her orgasm, making it even more slippery.
It's not rough at all; it's smoother than the best lubricant.
Lin Zhe simply wanted to use this clumsy excuse to further test his mother's heart.
Things seemed to be going just as he had predicted.
Still basking in the afterglow of her climax, Wang Xiulan seemed not to have heard what her son was saying, only letting out a lazy nasal sound:
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, Lin Zhe felt even more confident.
He then added, seemingly casually:
"Mom...I'm going to take it off..."
Then, without waiting for her reply, he started attacking her.
Lin Zhe moved very quietly, as if he were doing something wrong.
His warm, large hand carefully reached under his mother's round, pert buttocks, his fingertips feeling the amazing warmth and softness of that forbidden place through a thin layer of silk fabric.
Then, he groped around and accurately pinched the thin edge of the underwear, pulling it down inch by inch.
When most of that last barrier was removed, and his mother's snow-white, plump, and perfectly curved buttocks, like a full moon, were exposed nakedly before his eyes, Wang Xiulan suddenly awoke from that hazy beach.
"What are you doing?! No way!"
Wang Xiulan's voice came from the other end, soft and weak, more like a coquettish plea than a refusal.
Nevertheless, Lin Zhe was still taken aback.
To his surprise, his mother was still conscious. It seemed that he had indeed been too careless. In order to prevent the matter from ending there, he quickly started to play the victim.
He thrust his hips forward again, pressing his throbbing, hot penis even closer to his mother's warm, moist buttocks, and said in an almost tearful, aggrieved tone:
"Mom... my skin is almost raw from all the chafing... look, it's all red..."
Wang Xiulan didn't turn around, and said shyly, "I don't want to look..."
Thinking she didn't believe him, Lin Zhe leaned forward a little more, bringing his thick, long penis even closer to his mother:
"Really Mom, please take a look."
Wang Xiulan still didn't look, but the clear sensation coming from between her legs made her tremble all over.
Instantly, a new surge of heat uncontrollably gushed out of the cavity once again.
At the same time, Wang Xiulan did feel a pang of heartache because of her son's aggrieved voice.
It seemed like the guy behind her was finding all sorts of ways to bully her, but he was still the same snotty-nosed crybaby from many years ago.
In that maternal love, Wang Xiulan was infatuated and confused. The deepest desire in her heart, which had never been properly expressed by her husband, began to stir.
Finally, after a long silence, Wang Xiulan stated her conditions in a tone of compromise:
"...Then you...then you promise Mom, you...then you promise Mom, you absolutely...absolutely won't come in...If you can't do that...then...then forget it..."
"I promise!"
Lin Zhe answered without hesitation.
Having received her son's promise, Wang Xiulan sighed deeply, as if resigning to her fate.
Her body, sore from the climax, her overflowing maternal instincts fueled by tenderness, and the illusory trust in her son's "promise"—these three intertwined, ultimately leading her to give up all resistance.
At that moment, her previously unconsciously tense gluteal muscles completely relaxed.
This subtle physical change is tantamount to the clearest permission.
Lin Zhe was overjoyed. He grabbed his mother's thin panties and pulled them down from her round buttocks to her beautiful ankles, removing them completely.
Looking at the item in his hand, still exuding a warm, fragrant aroma and stained with his mother's bodily fluids, Lin Zhe instinctively wanted to bring it to his nose and take a deep breath.
But when he thought about how his mother had never even performed oral sex, a basic form of caressing between husband and wife, he dismissed the idea to avoid causing any unnecessary trouble.
Now, all he wanted to do was immediately, right then and there, shove his already hard, purplish-red, fiery penis into his mother's mysterious cave.
The next instant, Lin Zhe threw the underwear aside, then bent down again, and behind her, used his knee to pry open Wang Xiulan's fair legs, which were half-hidden by her wide nightgown, and aimed his monstrous penis precisely at that wet source that exuded a deadly allure.
"Mmm..."
The moment the two made contact, Wang Xiulan let out a soft moan that was a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Her son's hard, hot umbrella head was only lightly touching her delicate petals, but its domineering size and astonishing heat already gave her the illusion that it had been truly penetrated, making her subconsciously want to close her legs.
But this is just a prelude.
Lin Zhe clearly felt the amazing wetness and softness coming from the tip of his fierce fleshy dragon.
This tactile sensation was completely different from that of his wife, Su Yu.
Su Yu's hidden entrance, with her small and tight labia minora, resembled a flower bud about to bloom.
The mother's vulva, with its larger and fuller labia minora, resembles two soft, moist butterfly wings, making it a typical "butterfly vulva."
Feeling the more complex and delicate touch than her soft inner thighs, Lin Zhe could no longer be as gentle as before. He increased the size of his hip thrusts and frantically rubbed back and forth on his mother's most sensitive and moist clitoris.
"Mmm...uh..."
Every time her son ground or thrust, it felt like a powerful electric current coursing through Wang Xiulan's entire body.
But she still bit her lip tightly, trying her best not to make a sound.
Originally, simply agreeing to let her son take off her underwear and let his penis touch her vagina without reservation was already the most shameless and outrageous thing Wang Xiulan had ever done in her life.
If he ever heard her moan, feeling ashamed of herself, because of his thrusting and the indescribable pleasure, she would rather buy a block of tofu and smash her head against it.
Although Wang Xiulan was still desperately guarding some insignificant bottom line in her heart, her body was far more honest than her will.
Lin Zhe could clearly feel that his mother's originally stiff waist was unconsciously and gently twisting under his increasingly heavy impacts.
Her rounded buttocks would even occasionally thrust backward, as if actively accommodating him.
This coy, hesitant attitude of a woman is what men find hardest to handle.
Lin Zhe felt a heat in his lower abdomen and began to thrust his hips even more vigorously.
"Slap, slap, slap, slap..."
In an instant, the room was filled with the incessant sounds of flesh intertwining and slapping.
Amidst the crisp "slap slap" sounds, one or two low moans, suppressed to the extreme, occasionally drifted by from a woman.
"Mmm... mmm..."
To the uninitiated, such noises would make them think that a passionate, intimate sexual encounter was taking place in the room.
Only the large glans, covered in glistening, sticky fluid, that constantly emerges from the base of those fair, plump thighs, is pushed out, then completely swallowed up in the next impact, and then emerges again, can be seen.
This is merely a stock transaction.
Just as Lin Zhe thrust forward with extra force, his grotesque glans, already glistening with the fluids of both of them, heavily ground against Wang Xiulan's delicate clitoris, which was swollen and red as if about to bleed from repeated stimulation, her body suddenly convulsed violently and uncontrollably.
"Ah—! No… Ahh…"
A scream, which could no longer be suppressed and was a mixture of extreme pleasure and painful sobs, burst out.
Wang Xiulan's body suddenly stiffened, her legs clamping tightly around her son's penis. In an instant, she felt as if she had been electrocuted, and her whole body trembled violently.
She... she actually, in this very position, with her son rubbing her private parts with his penis, was brought to orgasm once again.
A fragrant, honey-like liquid, accompanied by her body spasms, gushed uncontrollably from her tight opening, soaking both of their lower bodies and making them even more muddy.
His mother's intense and lewd reaction nearly caused Lin Zhe to lose control of his ejaculation. He clenched his teeth tightly, veins bulging on his neck, and forced down the urge to ejaculate that was about to rush to his brain.
"You can't shoot yet... Hold it in... You must hold it in."
Lin Zhe kept reminding himself:
"Just a little longer... I have to fuck Mommy... I have to insert this cock completely into the place that gave birth to me..."
With this almost obsessive determination, Lin Zhe resisted the overwhelming urge to ejaculate.
Immediately afterwards, he began to breathe deeply into the stuffy air in the room, trying to calm his wild heartbeat, but the fleshy pillar beneath him remained as hard as iron, and at the tip of his penis, even more glistening fluid overflowed due to extreme endurance.
With his hands supporting his mother's waist, Lin Zhe withdrew his penis from between her tightly clenched legs.
It was vaguely visible that the huge, veiny penis was covered with glistening, sticky threads, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the lustful nectar that his mother had just secreted or his own pre-cum.
Looking at Wang Xiulan beside him, whose eyes were closed, face flushed, chest heaving violently, as if she had already fainted, Lin Zhe licked his dry lips and finally decided to take that final step that transcended morality.
Suddenly, Lin Zhe flipped over and knelt down between his mother's long, white legs like a predatory beast.
He held his burning hot member in his hand, his whole body trembling violently with excitement:
"Mom... I really can't take it anymore... Let me in... Please, Mom... Just once, just this once, okay... I promise... I promise I'll ejaculate outside..."
The sudden weight of her son pressing down on her, along with his blatant pleas, jolted Wang Xiulan awake from the afterglow of her climax.
With great effort, she opened her phoenix eyes, which were glistening with desire.
When she vaguely saw her son's enormous, monstrous penis trembling and aimed at her most private entrance, a fear from the depths of her soul brought her back to her senses.
Wang Xiulan struggled frantically, pressing her weak, aching hands against Lin Zhe's chest, pleading:
"No...no...Xiao Zhe...we can't...we absolutely can't..."
However, this time, Lin Zhe did not wait for her permission.
Desire had completely consumed all his reason and tenderness.
Lin Zhe ignored his mother's weak and feeble rejection.
He ignored his mother's jade-like legs, which were trembling slightly with fear and trying to close together.
He lowered his head, looking with an almost pious gaze at the mysterious garden beneath him, which was soaked with both his own bodily fluids and his mother's vaginal fluids.
The two everted labia were twitching constantly because of their owner's orgasm, like a thirsty little mouth, exuding an allure that could drive any man crazy.
The next moment.
"ah!"
With a simultaneous gasp from both of them, Lin Zhe, gripping his monstrous penis that had been holding back to its limit, aimed it at Wang Xiulan's tight, warm opening and, with all his might, thrust himself in perfectly!
"Pfft!"
It was as if it were the most moving sound in the world. Lin Zhe had been working on it all night, and finally, at this moment, he penetrated his mother.
When that hard, hot, youthful thing tore away all pretense, crushed all ethics, and inch by inch wedged into her body, Wang Xiulan felt a thunderbolt strike her mind.
shame.
ethics.
Morality.
As a mother, all her thoughts rushed to her mind in an instant.
However, the expected pain did not occur.
Not only because that secret place had already been lubricated enough by her uncontrollable lustful fluids.
That's how Lin Zhe's thicker and longer penis was able to penetrate her completely.
Furthermore, their sexual organs are, from a genetic perspective, inherently perfectly compatible.
It's like a lock with a key.
Lin Zhe's penis is the one that can unlock Wang Xiulan's desires to it's best if it exists.
Suddenly, a long-lost sense of satisfaction, almost completely forgotten by her, slowly welled up from the depths of her vagina and from her heart.
Wang Xiulan couldn't face this situation, nor could she understand where this pleasure came from.
This made her forget to scream and forget to resist in any way.
However, two streams of hot, uncontrollable tears silently slid down from the corners of her tightly closed eyes.
The water meandered across her cheeks, flushed with desire, and finally soaked the sleeper beneath her, which smelled of disinfectant.
These tears are incredibly complex.
Even she herself couldn't tell.
Among them were humiliations and hatred for her own wanton body that could so easily climax in front of her son;
There is liberation, there is the complete surrender of primal desires as a woman.
There was despair, and a complete farewell to her marriage in name only, and to the man she called "husband";
But more than anything, it's a distorted, chaotic, yet undeniably real...
The man who was brutally violating her, the man connected to her by blood....like.
This love is a mixture of maternal love, romantic love, and an unspeakable love for the primal desires of young flesh.
At this moment, Wang Xiulan was no longer a
mother.
Lin Zhe is no longer a son.
They are just...
They are just a pair, an ordinary man and a woman, following their biological instincts.
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