26 Chapter 26: Mom, You Really Know How to Suck (R18)

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I don't know when it started, but the stars have disappeared from the sky, leaving only the moon hanging lonely in the night sky. Occasionally, a few stars appear, but they are no match for the darkness of the night, only able to emit a faint light.

I still remember when I was a child, the sky was always filled with stars. I loved looking up at the sky and counting the stars, unaware of the impossibility of the task.

However, one day, this seemingly impossible task became achievable. Even a few scattered points of light are enough for a pre-schooler to count. Isn't this considered a success?

So, as long as you have a dream, even if it seems difficult to achieve, you should never give up. You never know when it might surprise you.

Just like now.

In this very moment, my mother, a paragon of unparalleled beauty and grace, nurtured in a lineage steeped in intellectual richness, is poised between my hairy legs. Her captivating charm, potent enough to render any onlooker breathless, has enthralled the hearts and minds of innumerable men and youthful dreamers of my school. Her image, a tantalizing dream for many, is now beautifully juxtaposed with reality as she kneels between my strong hairy legs and bobs her head up and down slowly, sucking my thick grotesque cock using her sacred red lips and mouth.

Who could have imagined all this? I couldn't have either.

Perhaps these things exist only in one's imagination, but without taking action, without trying, it will forever be just daydreaming.

Through the window, the faint moonlight illuminates my mother's body. Darkness surrounds her, as if she's on a stage, not performing, but pleasuring a man with her mouth, taking in his dirty cock. There are no spectators on the sidelines, only my father sleeping soundly in the bedroom. Mom is just a short distance away from her husband, consuming a manhood that doesn't belong to him.

And the owner of this manhood remains hidden in the darkness. Moonlight can only illuminate the large cock being licked by my mother, as well as the scarred legs, muscular thighs, sparsely hairy legs contrasting with my mother's pure and flawless skin. Mom is like a pitiful and helpless doll. She can't resist, nor can she fight back. She can only be at the mercy of others.

Needless to say, I am the one sitting on the couch, my hands behind my head, my upper body reclining comfortably, enjoying my mother's mouth service.

To prevent her sweet honey pot from being invaded by my cock, my mother has no choice but to use her mouth as a substitute. Even though it's not the first time, it has been over half a year since she last tasted my cock, so it feels a bit uncomfortable.

Although there is no strong odour, it's still the place where men urinate, and it retains traces of their ejaculation. An indescribable taste fills my mother's mouth and is inhaled into her lungs with each breath. Plus, this cock is really too large, enough to make her small tongue penetrate its huge urethral opening, constantly encountering the smell of urine and the pungent odour of semen, because no matter how clean the outside is, the inside cannot be washed.

The taste makes my mother frown, who occasionally pauses and takes a deep breath before continuing to move her head up and down, swallowing the large cock in her mouth once more…

"Mom, you're amazing! It's truly a waste that this mouth is used for something other than giving blowjobs."

I praise my mother while enjoying the pleasure.

Seeing that I'm still teasing her at this moment, my mother gets angry and tries to spit out the cock, but I was prepared and hold her head, not allowing her to escape. However, I pressed too hard, and the head of the cock instantly reaches her throat.

"Ugh... cough..."

The discomfort makes my mother gag, and saliva keeps flowing out, filling her mouth and dripping from her soft lips, making the grotesque cock appear transparent.

My mother quickly grabs the lower part of the cock to prevent it from going deeper, but the rod is simply too long. Even with both hands, the head still manages to pass through her throat bit by bit. Helplessly, my mother can only grip the cock with both hands, her lips pressed against her own fingers, barely stopping the fate of being deep-throated.

As my mother's small hands and soft lips completely envelop the manhood, an indescribable sense of comfort spreads throughout my body, starting from my crotch, all the way to head and toe. I uncontrollably hold my mother's head and move it up and down, the cock coated with her saliva thrusting into her small mouth.

"Mmm...mmm...uh...uh..."

The sound of water mixing with my mother's sobbing echoes in the living room.

My mother is also aware of the obscene sounds she's making, but she can't control it. The saliva in her mouth acts as a lubricant, covering the entire cock, making it easier to thrust. Every time her head is pushed down, her lips touch her fingers until they can't go any further, then they are lifted up without any breathing space, and pushed down again.

My mother's long and flowing hair sways with the movement of her head, teasing my thighs with every motion, and the fragrance from her hair reaches my nostrils. The dual enjoyment of physical and psychological pleasure makes me disregard my mother's discomfort and thrust forcefully into her small mouth.

Due to my rough movements, my mother's stomach churns, and the saliva almost never stops, wetting the floor between my feet.

This continues for ten minutes until my mother can no longer hold on. She forcefully taps my thigh with her small hand.

With the cock in her mouth, my mother cannot free herself, so she can only slightly raise her head, her captivating eyes staring at me, filled with helplessness. Tears well up in her eyes after the prolonged gagging, and the blood vessels in her eyes have a pitiful yet intense beauty.

Seeing my mother in this state, I finally stop the thrusting for a moment and release my hold on her head.

With the freedom, my mother slowly spits out the cock, and saliva pours out of her mouth, drenching the rod and pubic hair. A strand of saliva still connects from the glans to my mother's tender lips.

"Cough... cough..."

My mother released her small hand and covered her mouth, coughing incessantly. It took a while for her to calm down, and then she wiped away the residue from the corner of her mouth.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

Once my mother regained composure, I asked her.

"I'm tired. How about we don't do this tonight?"

After my mother spoke, she puffed her cheeks and shook her head from side to side, looking adorable.

My mother simply wanted to rest her mouth, but to me, it was enticing. There was no way I would let my mother off the hook, but seeing her expression, it didn't seem like she was pretending. I couldn't help but ask.

"Come on, Mom. You've always been able to help me with this before."

"That was before. It's been a long time since I used my mouth like this. I can't just go for a long time right from the start."

My mother explained helplessly.

I thought about it carefully, and it seemed to make sense. However, I didn't want to give up on the opportunity tonight and continued, "So, does that mean if we do it a few times, you'll be able to last longer?"

Just as my mother was about to answer, she instantly understood my meaning and gave me a fierce glare, deciding not to entertain me any longer.

"Hehe, Mom, come to the couch. I'll be on the floor. Just help me for a little while."

I said as I stood up and reached for my mother's arm.

"Forget it, I'm really tired. My mouth is sore."

My mother pleaded with a touch of grievance, trying to get me to spare her. However, my mother clearly had no idea how enticing she was. Her pitiful and helpless appearance only heightened my animalistic desires.

"It won't take long, Mom. I'm about to ejaculate. Or does Mom want to use her lower part?"

I didn't give my mother a chance to refuse. I forcefully pulled her up and threatened her while holding her head.

Upon hearing that I wanted to use her pussy, my mother became scared. Just using my fingers almost made her succumb to pleasure. If she were to be penetrated by my huge cock, she had no confidence in maintaining her composure.

Although it was reluctantly, my mother obediently sat on the couch.

Her upbringing made my mother close her legs and place her hands on her knees. She took a deep breath to calm herself, closed her eyes, slightly parted her lips, and waited for my cock to enter.

I was surprised to see my mother being so well-behaved, but my intentions were elsewhere. I didn't want to insert it into her mouth like my mother wished; instead, I pressed her shoulders and made her lie on the couch.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

My mother prepared herself with closed eyes but didn't feel the invasion of the cock she expected. Just as she was about to open her eyes, I pressed her down onto the couch.

"It's more relaxing this way, Mom."

I fabricated a reason as a response.

"Just turn your head to the side like this, and I'll do the rest."

My mother clearly didn't believe me. The position lying down made her feel particularly insecure, and she struggled to sit up.

"No, I can do it while sitting."

I definitely wouldn't let my mother have her way because I had a plan for the next step.

Without any explanation, I pressed my mother onto the couch. With one hand holding her cheek, and the other gripping my cock, I brought it to my mother's lips.

"Hurry, Mom, open your mouth."

My mother wanted to say something, but the enormous glans pressed against her lips, making it impossible to speak. If she opened her mouth, the cock would undoubtedly penetrate.

My mother tried to struggle for a moment, but her head couldn't move at all. She glared at me angrily and reluctantly opened her mouth.

My alluring mother's small mouth finally opened again, and I couldn't wait to thrust in again.

"So comfortable. Mom, use your tongue to lick it."

At this point, my mother realized that she couldn't stop now. Although my father was asleep, the bedroom wasn't far away. My mother inexplicably felt nervous and just wanted me to ejaculate quickly. She obediently used her tongue to lick my manhood.

"Oh... so comfortable..."

My mother skilfully used her tongue to lick my cock, and each lick brought immense pleasure, making me unable to help but moan.

"Mom, lick the glans."

Upon hearing my words, my mother couldn't help but pat my thigh and glared at me with anger, as if saying not to push my luck.

"Just for a moment. I'm about to ejaculate, Mom."

Although my mother didn't believe me, she had no choice.

Deep down, my mother was actually resistant to licking the glans. She felt that the glans had a kind of magical power that made her unable to control her desire to lick the urethral opening.

Just like now, my mother's little tongue was licking my glans back and forth, but the tip of her tongue always uncontrollably extended towards the urethral opening.

The enormous urethral opening could easily accommodate the tip of my mother's small tongue. As if hypnotized, my mother couldn't control her own tongue.

The tiny tip of her tongue didn't care about the prostatic fluid continuously flowing from the urethral opening. Against the flow, it eagerly pushed toward the urethral opening.

"Hiss... ah..."

My mother's actions almost made me ejaculate. I quickly held my mother's head, slanting the manhood to insert it between her two rows of teeth, and pushed her beautiful face up high. Then, I temporarily stopped thrusting, allowing the desires to cool down briefly so that I could enjoy her mouth for longer.

At this moment, my mother regained her senses and felt the sticky fluid on her tongue. Her face instantly turned red, and she prayed in her heart that I wouldn't expose this matter. But the next second, my mother was disappointed.

"Mom, you're really good at licking."

I genuinely praised her.

Mother is truly extraordinary. Not to mention her appearance and figure, even though she usually looks dignified and demure, under my guidance, she had learned all the techniques when it comes to pleasuring a man. She's not far behind experienced prostitutes in this regard!

Mother wished she could find a hole to hide in. Her face turned as red as if it would burst into bleeding.

However, at this moment, Mother started feeling scared. She felt increasingly unfamiliar with herself. How could she engage in such shameful acts? This wasn't like the old her.

"Mom, have you practiced with Dad?" I asked.

Mother panicked as soon as she heard that and couldn't help but hit me again.

In her mind, she thought, 'Your father isn't like you. Who would make their wife engage in such filthy things?'

Mother was unaware of how depraved young people are nowadays. Her thinking was still stuck in the older generation, where sex was only performed in the traditional way, with the man on top and the woman below. She had no knowledge of the new era's various techniques.

Seeing Mother's embarrassed expression, it didn't seem like she was pretending. I couldn't help but feel surprised, becasue I had trained her months ago but she still remembered it? Could it be that Mother was naturally good at sucking cocks?

"Are you really telling the truth? You haven't practiced?" I asked again.

Mother shook her head without hesitation. In her mind, she thought, 'Only someone like you would do such a thing.'

Mother's response made me ecstatic. It seemed like I had really struck gold. It would be much easier to train her in the future.

At this moment, my desires hadn't cooled down yet. Mother's mouth was so tender, and her tongue was slippery. If someone else took my place, they probably wouldn't last three minutes.

To allow my desires to cool down a bit, I shifted my focus to Mother's body.

Mother lay flat on the couch, her sleeping gown clinging to her delicate figure due to gravity.

Her body was exquisitely shaped, with the right amount of flesh and slenderness. From her calves to her hips, it went from slim to wide. From the position of her slender waist, it suddenly became even slimmer. Her ample bosom didn't slide to the sides even when lying down; it defiantly maintained its shape. Her shoulders were as wide as her hips, a perfect golden ratio.

Such a perfect figure was usually hidden beneath conservative clothing…

When Mother noticed that I hadn't played with herself for a while, she thought she could take a break and spit it out. Unfortunately, as soon as she made a move, I firmly pressed her head, pushing cock manhood even deeper. Her pretty face swelled up as if it was being lifted high.

"Mother, don't move. Let's take a break and continue later," I said.

Mother didn't know that I actually wanted my desires to cool down. When she realized that I had discovered her intentions, she could only sigh in resignation. She closed her eyes and continued to suck on my cock softly.

If Mother knew my thoughts, she would probably willingly indulge in pleasuring my cock to make me ejaculate as soon as possible, no matter how shameful it was.

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