Chapter 5

By the time we were eating, my mother had returned to normal.

She was chatting and laughing with her dad, but she seemed to be deliberately ignoring me.

My dad had just returned from a business trip, and he was so happy that he wanted to drink to celebrate because I had made progress in my studies.

My mother rarely drinks alcohol because she can’t drink and gets drunk after just a little bit.

In the end, it was just me and my dad drinking together.

After three rounds of drinking, my father, whose health was already deteriorating, could no longer hold on and got up to go to the bathroom.

I looked at my mother who was chewing food in small bites at the dining table. Her rosy little mouth opened and closed, which looked so charming on her dignified and quiet body.

“Mother.”

I couldn’t help but yell.

“Ignore me!”

My mother, who was smiling at my father just now, said this with a stern face.

“What’s wrong, mom?”

“How dare you ask!”

My mother stared at me with a cold face.

“I thought Mom wouldn’t be angry...”

I pretended to be pitiful and lowered my head.

“How can I not be angry? How could you touch me with ... that thing...”

My mother started to hesitate halfway through her speech, using words like “cock”, “meat”, and “fuck me”. As a lady from a wealthy family, she naturally couldn’t bring herself to say them.

“But mom, I’m really upset.”

I suddenly stood up, took off my pants, and my big cock with exposed veins that had been held back for half a month popped out instantly.

“You ... are you crazy?!”

My mother couldn’t believe that I took off my pants like that, knowing that her husband was in the bathroom and could come out at any moment.

“Mom, you promised to help me. I passed all the tests.”

I walked up to my mother with my thick cock erect, and the huge dark purple glans was facing my mother’s face.

“Hurry up and get dressed, your dad is here!”

My mother’s pretty face looked very flustered, and she stood up and tried to pull up my pants.

Instead, I moved closer to my mother. She backed away in panic until her back hit the wall. I followed her closely, pressing her against the wall like a wall-dong.

But there was no physical contact.

I grabbed my mother’s slender white little hand and forced her tender hand to press on my dark big cock.

My mother clenched her fists tightly, resisting stubbornly and refusing to hold my big cock.

I pushed my swollen glans against my mother’s hand again and again. The excited liquid flowed out of the urethra, and as I moved, the thin threads of mucus connected my mother’s small hand and my big cock.

“Mom, please help me at night. I’m really feeling bad.”

I said this with a particularly aggrieved expression.

My mother seemed at a loss, with the thick glans pressing against her cold little hand, and the heat from every touch made her feel weak all over.

My mother turned her head away from me and forgot to pull up my pants for a moment.

Seeing that my mother ignored me, I was a little drunk and less afraid of being discovered by my father. I still pressed my glans against my mother’s tender hand.

Time passed by little by little, but this short period of time was so hard for my mother.

Mom didn’t understand why her body had such a reaction. Just feeling the man’s hot temperature on her hand made her pussy slightly moist.

It wasn’t like this the last few times I helped him...

Is it because I have reached an age where I long to be loved?

I have done it with my husband several times, but I don’t think I have ever gotten wet...

Although I haven’t done it for a few years due to my husband’s work, I know my own body well and I have never had this desire.

I looked up at my son again and saw that he was enjoying it with his eyes closed.

Is it really that comfortable?

It seems that my husband always has this expression after he finishes doing it.

I also want to try it...

My mother doesn’t understand her body’s reactions, but the saying that women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty is true. My mother is not a barren woman, and she cannot resist the natural reactions of her body when she reaches a certain age.

Smelling the scent of the muscular man in front of her, the mother became more and more confused. Although the man in front of her was her son, her body seemed to be out of control and she forgot to resist.

I enjoyed it for a while and felt that my mother’s clenched fists seemed to loosen a little, so I looked at her.

I don’t know what my mother was thinking about, she looked a little absent-minded.

I took the opportunity to aim at my mother’s slightly open fist and rammed it in hard.

“ah...”

This brought the mother back to reality. She screamed in panic, and then quickly covered her mouth when she came to her senses.

I secretly glanced in the direction of the bathroom, but my husband didn’t come out. Fortunately, I wasn’t discovered...

“Oh ... Mom, it feels so good!”

My mother’s slightly cold and delicate little hand finally grasped the big cock. The slippery touch of her little hand made me shiver all over, just like a drug addict who had been holding back for a long time and finally took a sip.

“Mom, do you want to touch it too? You took the initiative to grab it.”

While I was enjoying myself, I didn’t forget to tease my mother with words.

“No...”

Mom retorted stubbornly.

But if I think about it carefully, if I keep clenching my fists, my son won’t have a chance...

This horrible discovery made my mother’s voice much quieter when she tried to refute me.

I finally enjoyed my mother’s little hand. Time was running out and my father might come out at any time. I stopped teasing my mother and concentrated on holding her little hand to masturbate.

I thrust hard, and my thick and hot cock kept pumping in and out of my mother’s tender little hand. The big movement caused my mother’s body to sway back and forth.

I got closer and closer to my mother. She was leaning against the wall. The distance between me and her was only ten centimeters. If my mother hadn’t deliberately pointed her cock upwards, it would have hit her lower body long ago.