9 Chapter 9: Mouth Fucking Mom (R18?)

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"Ring... ring…"

The loud ringing of the telephone acted like a whistle, causing both my mother and me to pause.

Glancing at the caller ID, which displayed "Husband," my mother knew she couldn't ignore the call.

With an intense glare, she looked in the direction of the phone, signalling me not to make any sudden moves. But how could I resist? I continued to restlessly push my cockhead, causing my mother to grasp it with one hand to prevent me from getting carried away. She then answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey, honey, why haven't you come downstairs yet?"

"Oh, I'm just finishing up some lesson plans; I'll be there shortly."

Watching my mother become increasingly skilled at lying, I couldn't help but smile. She, who had never lied before, was now becoming so natural at it.

"Alright, what do you want for dinner?"

"Anything is fine."

Silence followed as my mother and father engaged in casual conversation. Meanwhile, I ran my fingers through my mother's hair, enjoying the silky sensation between my fingertips.

Seeing that my father didn't express any suspicion and I appeared to be "well-behaved," my mother relaxed her guard and focused on the call.

Knowing how committed my mother was to everything she did, I took advantage of the conversation and slowly guided her hand. Unbeknownst to her, her hand moved along my cock, aligning it perfectly with her mouth.

As my mother held my cock, her delicate pink lips moved as she spoke, as though she were using my cock as a microphone.

"Alright, let's do that. Come home earlier. Otherwise, dinner will be too late."

"Okay, got it."

"Alright, then, I'll hang up now."

"Okay, goodbye... Mmm..."

The phone call ended abruptly, and if my father had been paying closer attention, he would have sensed something was amiss.

As my mother opened her mouth to say the final "ye" syllable, the hand that had been caressing her hair suddenly held her head firmly in place. With a forceful thrust of my waist, the glans that had been lurking near her lips entered my mother's mouth.

Panicked, my mother pushed against my abdomen, desperately trying to free herself. She placed the already disconnected phone on the nearby table. However, her weak attempts were no match for my strength, and I prevented her from escaping.

"Mmm... Hmm... Mmm..."

My mother struggled, shaking her head like a drum, as muffled sounds of resistance escaped from her mouth.

However, seeing my mother's sensual lips tightly wrapped around my thick cock, I had no reason to let her go. Instead, it fuelled my desire to dominate her delicate mouth.

Without asking for her consent, I held my mother's head firmly and thrust my cock in and out of her mouth, even though only the tip had entered. It still brought me immense satisfaction.

My mother desperately pounded on my stomach, expressing her dissatisfaction. But her feeble hands lacked the strength to make me retreat even a step.

Instinctively, my mother released her grip on my cock, using both hands to try to stop me.

With no resistance from my mother's hands, my thrusting became even easier. With a forceful motion, my thick and long dark cock entered her mouth, filling a portion of it.

"Gag... Urgh..."

Less than halfway inside, my cock reached my mother's throat, but the tightness prevented it from going any further. The intense gagging sensation caused my mother's back to arch, and it took her a while to recover.

Left with no choice, my mother held my cock once again, attempting to reduce the length inside her mouth.

"It feels so good, Mom," I moaned. Even though only a small part of my cock was enclosed by my dignified and composed mother's mouth, the satisfaction was indescribable.

My mother's blushing face, as she struggled to accommodate the thick cock in her mouth, made me want to further dominate her.

She longed to bite down and make me pay for tormenting her delicate mouth. However, the memory of the consequences that followed the last time she bit down made her struggle internally. After much hesitation, she eventually gave up.

Feeling the tension as my mother's teeth seemed poised to bite, I became nervous. I feared she might bite me again like last time. However, to my relief, she relaxed once more, indicating that she was willing to help me out. Although it was a forced situation, the outcome turned out to be positive.

This was my mother's first time performing oral sex for me, and I didn't want to leave a negative impression. I didn't exert too much force or try any fancy techniques; I simply wanted to ejaculate quickly.

Sounds of pleasure and discomfort filled the office as I sat back in anticipation. No one could have imagined that my alluring and beautiful mother, who was being eagerly awaited by her husband, was actually being held down, while a thick and long member thrust in and out of her mouth.

Occasionally, the tip of the penis would brush against the back of her throat—uvula—causing her to gag. Her mouth filled with saliva, some of which overflowed from her lips, coating the shaft that was being inserted into her mouth. The mixture of her own saliva and my essence made the cock glisten as it moved in and out, creating a strange and intimate sound.

Seated in her office chair, my mother leaned forward, taking in the robust dark cock of her son. With each thrust, she involuntarily emitted a mixture of embarrassment and pleasure. Despite her reluctance, she couldn't control her reactions.

Meanwhile, her arousal had soaked her hairless pussy. Though she didn't want to admit it, my mother began to question her own morality. She wondered if she was becoming a promiscuous woman.

I was reaching my limit as well. I observed my mother's furrowed brow as she endured each of my thrusts. Her silky blonde hair swayed with every movement. Her slim waist and beautiful back remained straight, forming a perfect arch. Her ample breasts were almost pressed against my legs. If it weren't for our clothing, those large breasts would undoubtedly sway back and forth.

My mother was unaware that her lifelong habit of maintaining good posture had now become a seductive pose that aroused her despicable son's desires.

Unable to resist any longer, I used one hand to support my mother's head while the other gently traced her back from top to bottom.

She moaned softly, a sound distinct from the involuntary gagging caused by the thrusting. This was a genuine and heartfelt moan.

It seemed I had discovered a sensitive spot on her back!

Excited by this newfound knowledge, I held my mother's head firmly in place and continued to explore her back with my other hand.

She squirmed uneasily, trying to evade the invasion of my fingers. The tingling sensation along her spine nearly overwhelmed her, causing her to almost suffocate. Electric waves of pleasure spread throughout her body, bringing her to an instant climax.

Her delicate flower petals gushed with desire, dampening her pants and the chair beneath her firm buttocks.

Caught off guard by the sudden orgasm, my mother was at a loss. The intense stimulation left her feeling weak. She instinctively clutched the large cock tightly, as if holding onto it would bring her a sense of security.

Watching my mother reach her climax, I could no longer contain myself. Embracing her small head, I thrust forcefully.

"Oh... I'm about to cum, Mother... Mmm..."

After a few more thrusts, I lost control. With a month's worth of pent-up passion, thick and viscous fluid erupted forcefully, flooding into my mother's mouth.

"Mmm..."

In the aftermath of the climax, the absent-minded mother suddenly felt a rush of warmth in her mouth, and instantly realized what was happening. The tongue that had been trying to avoid contact was no longer hiding but instead actively licked the glans, hoping to halt the invasion of the semen with its fragrant and tender surface.

However, the powerful impact of ejaculation was too much for the softness of the mother's tongue to resist. Thick semen gushed out in waves, quickly filling the mother's mouth, and it continued to spray relentlessly. The never-ending stream of semen seemed to have no boundaries, pouring wildly into the mother's small mouth.

The pungent odour of the concentrated semen made the mother's brain dizzy, almost causing her to kneel before the man in front of her. She fought hard to stay conscious, tightly closing her throat to prevent even a single drop of semen from entering.

She could hardly hold on any longer...

The limited space of her mouth was finally filled completely, and as another surge of semen entered, the mother forced her mouth wide open.

"Plu...shh..."

Thick semen sprayed out from the point where the flesh rod met the mother's rosy lips. The hand gripping the large flesh rod turned instantly white, and even the dark, curly hair below was not spared, becoming soaked with a large amount of semen.

Struggling to keep her mouth wide open, the mother's mouth was filled with semen, which flowed down the grotesque flesh rod, displaying an extraordinary debauchery.

After thrusting a few more times, ensuring that every drop of semen had entered the mother's mouth, I finally withdrew my cock comfortably.

"Plop..."

Just like popping a champagne bottle, as the flesh rod left the mother's small mouth, the tight lips emitted a lascivious sound.

Immediately, the mother lowered her head, and a large amount of semen flowed down her chin, staining her professional suit.

"Spit... cough... cough..."

Finally, it was over. The mother desperately spat out the foul semen in her mouth until she was sure there was none left. She forcefully knocked my hand away, her bloodshot eyes glaring at me.

The unprecedented humiliation caused tears to uncontrollably flow from the mother's eyes, presenting a pitiful sight.

Seeing my mother crying unexpectedly, I became a little panicked. However, as I approached, the lewd gleam of her fluids under her raised buttocks caught my eye, and I couldn't help but tease her, "Mom, you seemed to enjoy it too, having an orgasm and all."

After speaking, I even dipped my finger in her vaginal fluid and waved it in front of her eyes.

Initially, my mother wanted to scold me again as a mother, but as soon as she saw her own fluids, she instantly deflated, her tears flowing incessantly.

"You bastard, pervert! How could you do this to me... sob..."

Indeed, she was a well-behaved and sensible mother. Even her insults were limited to these few phrases, making her quite adorable.

I chuckled a few times, feeling somewhat relieved. If it weren't for my mother's sensitive constitution and prolonged absence of sexual pleasure, she wouldn't have forgiven me so easily.

I picked up a tissue from the table, wiped my flesh rod, and tidied my clothes. Then, I carefully wiped off the semen from my mother's tear-streaked face, treating it gently as if it were a piece of artwork.

"It's all right, Mom. You did it for my well-being. You're the best."

Perhaps moved by my tenderness, or perhaps due to the shameful climax of her proud body, my mother finally stopped crying.

'Yes, all of this was for the sake of her son's well-being. Besides, I was coerced into it. I'm not at all despicable...'

With this thought, my mother felt somewhat relieved, although the sense of injustice hadn't completely disappeared, and her eyes still remained red.

"You..."

My mother had intended to scold and educate me once again in her role as a mother, but I interrupted her directly.

"Let's go, Mom. It's already dark outside."

I took my mother's small hand and started walking outside while speaking.

'Indeed, it was already dark, and who knows how long it had been? Husband must be getting anxious...'

My mother also knew that she couldn't stay any longer. She obediently followed, her delicate hand held by me, appearing as if she were a submissive wife enduring mistreatment.