I got promoted just after working for half a year. My father was so happy that he insisted on treating me to a French dinner.

"My son's promotion this time is very significant. In the long history of their company, it is the first time that a newcomer has been promoted so exceptionally!" My father boasted with great joy after drinking a little.

I didn't expect that in addition to my father's newlywed wife, there were two of his colleagues at the same table. I felt a little embarrassed.

The meal took a long time to finish, and my father insisted on sending me home.

"Then... send Auntie home first, and then send me..." I guessed that my father wanted to talk to me alone, so I didn't refuse.

My father's residence was not far from the hotel, and we arrived in a while.

After saying goodbye to my father's new wife, my father and I got together alone.

"How is your mother's beauty salon business?" My father drove very slowly and talked to me.

"Hey! Don't mention it. We have many repeat customers after only two months of opening. It seems that mom was born to be in this business."

"Oh! That's great, but you should advise your mom to pay more attention to rest. There is no need to work too hard!"

"Got it, Dad, don't worry, I will take care of mom."

"I heard that you fired the nanny again?"

"What? It's not us, it's mom's idea. She thinks the nanny is not diligent. You know best when mom is stubborn. I can't do anything. No matter what, I will try my best to help mom."

"Really, I will call your mom in a few days. You will be busier after your promotion. Someone should help with housework at home!"

We chatted until we arrived at the door. It was a little late. Dad didn't go in with me and asked me to say hello to mom on his behalf.

After entering the house, mom was still making a facial mask. The milky white stuff on her face was sticky and had not dried yet. Only her eyes, nose and mouth were exposed. She suddenly turned around and scared me.

"Mom, I'm back..." I lazily opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of mineral water.

"You're back so late? Did you have a full banquet?" Mom asked me while looking at her face with a small mirror.

"Dad didn't drink much, but he talked a lot. He always showed off to me. My face has been hot all the time. It's just a promotion. What's the big deal?" I answered angrily.

"Son, how can you say that about your father? Who would be happy if your son is successful?"

This is the most confusing thing for me. Mom and Dad have been divorced for almost five years. Not only did they not quarrel when they divorced, but they still care about each other until now.

I used to ask my mother why she divorced Dad. Mom always said that when I grow up, I will naturally understand these emotional things.

Over time, I was too lazy to ask...

"Baby, Mom is going to sleep, kiss..." After washing off the mask, Mom bent over and kissed me on the face, yawning and going back to the bedroom.

I have never left my mother since I was born. In her eyes, I will always be a child who never grows up.

Now I am almost 21 years old. My mother still calls me her sweetheart all the time. No matter how I protest, it is useless. Really!

Two months ago, my mother suddenly resigned from the government department and opened a beauty salon. Even my father couldn't persuade her.

In fact, my grandparents settled abroad and have a better economic foundation. My mother is not short of money.

I suspect that her behavior is mostly caused by menopausal syndrome. She is extremely bored and irritable in the office, so she does something to entertain herself?

I am not making a random suspicion. My mother has been particularly annoying recently.

She is almost perverted in maintaining her skin and body. Although it is related to opening a beauty salon, it is really excessive.

Every day when she gets home, she does endless skin care and face washing. She also bought a treadmill.

The scooter is also locked in the garage. She rides a bicycle to and from get off work every day. It is said that this can consume thigh fat.

In fact, although my mother's facial features are only above average, it is not an exaggeration to describe her figure as devilish.

She is not too tall but well-proportioned. Her breasts are still not sagging at the age of 40. Her waist is slender, and her slightly upturned buttocks are accompanied by a pair of round and plump long legs.

Her skin is even better, white, smooth and extremely tender.

I absolutely believe in the justice of God. Since he has given you a devilish figure and skin, he cannot give you a face that is as beautiful as the moon and flowers.

Doing exercises to maintain your body shape is fine, but can a person's face be changed?

Applying facial masks all day long is useless except to make the skin smoother and reduce a few wrinkles.

Recently, my mother has almost turned her home into a beauty salon, with all kinds of medicines and instruments everywhere.

I changed my office today. I was in a good mood, but suddenly I wanted to watch TV. I was half lying on the sofa, and I tilted my head to see the ion sprayers next to me and I became annoyed again.

"Oh my! It's terrible... Baby, come and show me... Come on..." Mom ran out as if the house was on fire.

"Son, look at Mommy's face, is it allergic?" Mom ran to the living room. Since I was half lying down, she almost lay on me and put her face close to me.

I was really a little amused, "Ah! Mom, it's more serious than allergies, you have to be mentally prepared..."

"Tell me quickly..." Mom looked panicked.

"It seems to be butterfly spots. Everyone will have them when they reach a certain age. It's no big deal!" I had to tell the truth.

"Oh my God... How could this happen..." Mom covered her mouth and looked like the end of the world. Some women will have butterfly spots after giving birth. It's not surprising for Mom to have butterfly spots now that she is 40 years old.

Mom was frowning and almost pressed me down before she stood up.

At the moment she stood up, her low-cut pajamas revealed a deep cleavage, and her two round white breasts pressed against each other, trembling with her breathing.

I couldn't control my eyes, and kept sweeping over my mother's chest. The faint smell of a mature woman in my nose stimulated my brain nerves.

In fact, when I was in high school, my beautiful mother was once the object of my sexual fantasy.

The first time I masturbated was to imagine holding my mother's snow-white and plump buttocks from behind and ejaculating.

After I had a girlfriend and had real sexual experience, I gradually stopped this sexual fantasy that made me feel guilty.

Although I didn't completely stop it, I still fantasized about having sex with my mother occasionally, but the number of times was pitiful.

Unexpectedly, today, the long-lost impulse with a hint of strong stimulation returned to my body. After comforting my mother softly for a while, I returned to the bedroom, shocked and scared by the lustful thoughts I had just had.

My mother, who was already very excessive, has become even more extreme recently. She wears an elegant little straw hat when she goes out, with a thin layer of black gauze under the brim, for fear of being stimulated by the sun. I don't know where I found a few bags of paste rich in seaweed. I don't know what it is, but it is sticky and dark green. Not only on the face, but also on the arms, legs, and beautiful arches of the feet. It seems that she will apply it on any skin exposed outside the clothes.

"Baby, help mommy..." After applying it once, mom felt it was inconvenient to operate, so she asked me to help her apply it on her legs.

Since I had a short sexual impulse the day before yesterday, I have not seen mom very naturally.

Especially when mom was wearing a narrow tights on the treadmill, her slender and toned thighs pulled the muscles into various shapes from time to time as she swung, and her towering breasts propped up two hills on the tights. From the side, you can vaguely see the plump breast roots, and two small nipples clearly protrude on the chest, which made my penis look like it was about to erect at any time.

I dragged a small stool over to sit opposite mom as calmly as possible, and placed mom's legs flat on my knees. The ointment has been prepared and emits a faint smell of medicine. Grab mom's slender ankles and lift them up, and use a small brush to dip the ointment and gently apply it from the knees.

Mom's legs are so sexy. Because of the good exercise, the fat under the skin is very thin, and the muscles wrapped are round and full, and the skin is dazzlingly white.

The toes are trimmed very smoothly, thin and long, just stopping at the penis between my crotch.

The most terrible thing is that when my brush is close to Mom's thighs, a piece of red lace underwear is exposed at the root of her thighs, and her vagina is bulging high. I even see one or two curly pubic hairs sticking out of the edge of the pants...

The penis immediately erected against Mom's feet, but fortunately Mom didn't notice it at all.

When I was in a panic and applied ointment to Mom's calves and insteps below the knees, my body was sweating.

"Well! Mommy's good baby, look how tired you are, go wash up..." Mom didn't notice my abnormality. Seeing that my forehead was sweating, she stretched out her little mouth and kissed me, her eyes full of love.

While Mom wasn't paying attention, I quickly turned my back to Mom and fled into the bathroom, so that I could hide my erect crotch. The cold water poured down, but it did not soften the swollen penis.

In my mind, my mother's two white and beautiful legs swayed back and forth. I imagined that my mother walked into the bathroom, bent over with her back to me and raised her buttocks, and my penis penetrated from the middle of her labia... I held my penis with my fingers. I just stroked it a few times and my body trembled, and the turbid semen sprayed on the wall.

I found that a pleasure I had never experienced quickly spread throughout my body. At that moment, I had a strange idea.

If possible, I want to turn my previous fantasy into reality...

That night, I dreamed that my mother was naked and twisted her body happily under my crotch, and she made a soul-stirring moan...

After having a dark purpose, I had ulterior motives when I applied seaweed liquid to my mother today. I deliberately touched the inside of my mother's thigh with my hand, of course, leaving no trace.

I don't know if it works, but at least I have to work hard for the plan that makes me excited.

The seaweed solution needs to stay on the body for 30 minutes. I took this opportunity to pour sweet words into my mother's ears.

"Mom, actually your legs are slender and healthy, and your skin is fair and delicate. There is no need to waste the solution!" The legs were painted dark green, which was extremely ugly.

"What do you know? This kind of skin care can better absorb moisture. Besides, Mommy mainly wants to eliminate the butterfly spots on her face. Woo... It's so ugly..."

Here it comes again. I began to understand why Dad and Mom divorced.

Dad is a career-oriented man, handsome and intelligent. He works hard outside all day. If Mom is spoiled and irritated for such a small matter after returning home, Dad will definitely not be able to stand it for a long time!

"What's ugly? Mom, go walk on the street. How many girls have legs as round and sexy as yours?"

I have read some books about beauty from my mother. I know that butterfly spots are mainly caused by endocrine in the body and are difficult to cure in the short term. I play to my strengths and avoid my weaknesses, and only boast about my mother's beautiful legs.

"Really? Mommy's legs are really beautiful?" Mommy raised her legs, her beautiful toes bent inward, her leg muscles stretched straight, her face was full of pride and excitement, if it wasn't for the dark green liquid on them, my penis might have been hard again.

Half an hour later, Mommy washed off the liquid, and when I returned to the room, I kissed her cheek as usual, but today the kiss was a little heavy and a little long, and I also extended the tip of my tongue slightly beyond my lips and licked her cheek gently.

Everything was done very carefully, and I must not be impatient, and I had to do it step by step.

In order to please Mommy as much as possible, I searched for all beauty web pages on the Internet, especially those about curing acne, blackheads, and butterfly spots.

Soon I collected a lot of them, downloaded the web pages, opened Notepad and started to paste the useful information into Notepad.

Suddenly a rumor caught my attention, and I still remember how excited I was at that time. It turned out that because of that rumor, my plan to have sex with Mom was brought forward by many days.

I tried every possible way to translate that short rumor into classical Chinese, and deliberately inserted it among other secret recipes.

Although my knowledge of classical Chinese is pitifully poor, it should not be difficult to fool my mother.

It was already late at night after I finished everything. My mother's fair body was shaking in my mind again, and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep.

I had to imagine hugging my mother's white buttocks and fucking hard. I masturbated for a while before falling asleep.

"Mom, I found a lot of information about beauty care on the Internet last night. I didn't read it carefully. You can study it!" I tried to suppress my excitement.

"Really... Mommy's sweetheart, you really care about Mommy!" I took my mother's little hand and walked into the bedroom. "Wait... the radiation from the display screen will affect the facial skin..."

Alas! I really can't stand my mother. What are you worrying about? I had to print out the notepad file with a printer.

Mom was wearing a pink nightgown as usual, with a very short hem, so short that it couldn't even cover the white thighs above the knees.

Sitting on the sofa, with a folding chair in front of her, she placed her beautiful legs on it, with her soft toes playfully raised.

If you look carefully, you can still see a corner of her panties, which seem to be white today.

Her well-defined lips opened and closed slightly, and she was carefully reading the information I had just printed.

How beautiful it would be if this sexy little mouth could swallow my penis whole...

"Hey, I don't quite understand this text, please help me!" Mom really asked me for help.

I was looking forward to it and excited, so I gently walked over to Mom and sat down.

On the surface, I was looking at the paper in her hand, but in fact, my eyes were deeply immersed in the low-cut nightgown. From this angle, I could appreciate the outline of her breasts more comprehensively. On the outside, Mom's breasts were smooth and tender, and seemed to still be elastic. I could almost smell the milk fragrance of the two white and tender flesh balls.

"Let me see... um... essence is the source of growth! Huangdi said, 'to strengthen the foundation, we must cultivate the essence...' Yin is strong and Yang is weak, and the deficiency can only be supplemented by the conflict of qi and blood... oh... take the essence of young and strong Yang and apply it on the face, then the face will be fine... wow... yeah..." I shook my head and recited, and exclamations popped up from time to time.

"What are you yelling about? Why don't you explain it to mommy?" Mom was a little anxious.

"Ah! Mom, this paragraph... Don't be angry after I explain it."

"What are you angry about, tell me!"

"Ah... I won't say it. If you say there is this thing, you have it every day. I have it and mom doesn't... but I may not have it... ouch..."

Mom was anxious, leaned forward, and the paper in her hand gently hit my forehead.

The pair of milky white flesh balls on the chest seemed to break free from the nightgown and jump out, and my penis became harder.

"You want to drive your mother crazy? Tell me now. If you don't, I won't let you go..."

"I'll tell you... Don't hit me! Mom, don't get angry after hearing this..." I pretended to touch my mother's feet with one hand. The seaweed liquid was indeed famous. My mother's white and tender feet became smoother and smoother. It was very comfortable to hold it in my hand.

"This secret recipe was left by the ancients. Simply put, it is the essence of men's semen, which has the magical effect of skin care and beauty. There are also modern explanations below, saying that semen is rich in protein and trace elements, etc.... Frequently applying fresh semen on the face can make the skin as delicate as a baby..."

My mother was dumbfounded, but I could see from her expression that she was still inclined to believe this rumor.

Her thin lips moved and I didn't know what she was mumbling. Her delicate lips were full of three-dimensionality. I wanted to put my penis into my mother's mouth and thrust it back and forth.

"Young man's semen?" After a long pause, my mother glanced at my crotch reflexively.

Maybe she suddenly realized that semen is a byproduct of sex, and her face immediately turned red with shame.

Her little fists rained down on me, "Shame on you... Mommy raised you, and in the end you will tease Mommy..."

"How did I tease Mommy? I didn't make these up. If you don't believe me, go and ask around..." I really didn't lie. Although I painstakingly wrote this text, I heard this rumor when I was 17 or 18 years old.

I believe that Mom has lived 18 years longer than me and should have heard of it.

After listening to my explanation, Mom was stunned. I held her pink fists and she was at a loss.

A few drops of sweat appeared on Mom's shy face, her eyes flickered in panic, and her chest rose and fell violently.

My penis was erect and pressed against Mom's thigh.

I stared at it with my dry lips, and I forgot a very important idiom "strike while the iron is hot"...

Mom noticed something strange about my lower body and pushed me away to sit up.

The beautiful little feet escaped from my clutches.

"Mommy is going to sleep..." Mom walked to the bedroom in a panic, and her eyes seemed to glance at my lower body several times unintentionally.

As soon as Mom stepped out of the door with her round buttocks, I covered my crotch with my hands and fell on the sofa.

At night, I vented my restless lust on my underwear. In just a few days, I had masturbated for the third time fantasizing about my mother's mature body.

I deliberately didn't wipe the semen off my underwear and threw it directly into the washing machine. After a few hours, the semen solidified into a hard lump. Mom wouldn't know what this is, right?

There was a lot of work at the company today, so I came back a little late.

"Mommy will help you heat up the food..." Dinner had already been eaten in the staff cafeteria, and I hurriedly stopped it.

Mom didn't wear that sexy low-cut nightgown today. She was dressed more conservatively. A pair of golden high-heeled sandals on her white feet made her feet look even sexier.

Mom and I sat on the sofa together. Mom was absent-mindedly watching TV. I also pretended to read a magazine without saying a word. I gave up an opportunity in vain last night. I didn't know whether I should continue to mention the secret recipe today.

After a long silence, Mom still twisted her waist and sat close to me. The following conversation made me dumbfounded.

Although this is what I expected, I didn't expect it to be so sudden.

"Mommy wants to talk to you! Do you masturbate often?" It was too direct. Mom was a little shy when she heard her words fly out of her mouth.

I imagined similar conversations and thought about how to answer them. Now that it happened suddenly, I still felt a little overwhelmed.

But I know this is the first barrier. Things will go more smoothly after it is overcome.

"It's not often. It was more in high school, and less later..."

"Then how do you usually masturbate?" Mom's words embarrassed me a little.

"I dare not say it!"

"Don't worry, baby, Mommy won't blame you!" Women and men masturbate differently, so Mommy naturally doesn't know how I vent.

"I have always used Mommy's body as a sexual fantasy object." My tone was quite unnatural. How could I seduce Mommy with such a shy mentality? I really wanted to slap myself a few times.

"Oh! You look at Mommy every day, how can you fantasize?" Although Mommy's thoughts are relatively naive, she has read books after all, and her family subscribes to many magazines about family.

Knowing that many adolescents first fantasize about their mothers as sexual partners, Mommy's face was hot when she heard me say this, but she didn't make a fuss.

"I... I fantasize about mom taking off her clothes in front of me. Mom has a great body. I ejaculated just thinking about it..."

The blush on mom's face spread all the way down to her lower body, but her eyes were mixed with a very complex taste, excitement... shyness... pride...

"Have you masturbated recently?" Mom swallowed her saliva. Mom seemed a little excited, as if she had forgotten that she was my mother. It was embarrassing for a son to ejaculate in front of her.

"Recently... Recently I have been fantasizing about mom's body again..." My voice was so low that it seemed that only I could hear it.

"Mommy just saw the underwear you changed... on it... hehe..." Mom actually thought it was very funny.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but I suddenly gained some courage.

"Mommy hates the butterfly spots on her face. Actually... I think..."

"Do you want to try that secret recipe?"

Seeing that mom was hesitant, I just said it directly. In fact, this was what I was looking forward to.

"Well..." Mom lowered her head.

"But... I don't know if I can get it out at will..."

My goal was getting closer and closer, and my breathing was a little heavy.

"Do you want mom to help?"

"... If mom helps me... it will definitely be okay..."

"Mommy... can I help you with my hands?..."

Mom's voice was trembling, and her expectant and shy eyes tempted me to commit a crime.

In the bedroom, mom turned on the desk lamp, dimmed the light, and sat at the head of the bed, at a loss.

I stood in front of mom and gently pulled down the zipper. I was too shy and my penis was soft.

It has come to this point, and I must not hesitate.

I mustered up the courage to pull mom's hand over and hold my penis...

Mom turned her head to one side, and her slender fingers circled around the penis and started to stroke it.

Mom often did facials for old customers in the beauty salon, so her nails were trimmed neatly, and the calluses on her fingers were all polished off, crystal clear.

The warm jade hand held the penis, and the white and tender fingers gently slid over the glans.

The feeling of an electric current spread from the penis to the whole body, and the penis quickly erected into a rod shape.

Mom was surprised at the size of my penis, and she turned her head with a puzzled look on her face.

One little hand could only hold half of it, and after a slight hesitation, the other little hand also joined the battle, and the two hands alternated to stroke it. Soon, my penis was bulging with veins and erected in the warm little hand of my mother.

"Baby, is that so?"

"Oh, mom, you did a good job..."

Strangely enough, at this moment, I was more excited about getting what I wanted. Mom stroked the penis more and more ecstatically, and there were tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, but I didn't have the desire to ejaculate for a long time.

"Mom, I want to use your feet to do it..."

"So many tricks? Really..." Mom glanced at me shyly, with a strange look on her face, but still leaned back on the bed.

I held my mother's fair feet and pulled them in front of me. My penis rubbed against the smooth instep, drawing circles with mucus one after another.

What beautiful and tender little feet.

The skin was thin, white and tender, and the blue veins under the skin were faintly visible.

I put my mother's tender soles together to clamp my penis and thrust in and out.

The lines on the soles of the feet rubbed against the foreskin, and the pleasure became stronger and stronger.

My mother was ticklish, and she pulled her legs back with a gentle smile. I stubbornly grabbed her ankles and pulled them back.

The glans of my penis darted back and forth between the slender toes, and my mother's shoulders trembled with laughter.

I really wanted to hold her toes in my mouth and suck them, but I didn't dare.

After playing with my mother's beautiful feet to my heart's content, my glans of my penis swelled as if it was about to explode.

I took a step forward, knelt on the bed with one knee, and stretched my penis to my mother's cheek. Mom knew I was about to ejaculate, so she closed her eyes, blushed, and let me shoot all the thick semen on her face.

The semen was turbid and thick, and it smelled fishy. Mom frowned slightly and spread the semen evenly on her face.

"Mom, I'm going home..."

Mom closed her eyes tightly and said nothing.

I fled back to the bedroom in embarrassment, panting loudly.

Overnight, Mom's slender hands and feet were all lusted after by me. This was just the beginning. I would slowly eat away at Mom's body bit by bit until I had the whole body...

My semen became Mom's skin care products. A few days later, under my strong request with various excuses, Mom would wear very sexy clothes every time she helped me masturbate my penis, and her arms and legs were exposed to my eyes.

We already had a subtle tacit understanding. With a look or a body movement, both parties would walk into the bedroom. Mom no longer avoided my penis, and sometimes she would stare at it infatuatedly, and even forget to masturbate.

I was not satisfied with Mom just using her hands at all. Raping her beautiful little mouth became my next goal.

I thought of a way, and today my mother had her hair tied up high like a ballerina, as if she was preparing it for my oral sex.

It was still early after dinner, and my mother hadn't changed into her pajamas yet. She wore a suspender skirt, exposing a large area of ​​her snow-white back.

She wore a pair of small sandals on her feet. My mother knew that I liked her jade feet, so she paid special attention to their care. She painted a layer of rose-colored nail polish on her nails, which was extremely sexy.

I couldn't wait any longer, so I gave my mother a hint and stood in front of her to untie my belt.

"Huh! So anxious..."

My mother looked at me shyly, and her two small hands were holding my penis at the same time. Her soft fingers were already very familiar with the penis in her grasp, and she slowly stroked it up and down, with light and gentle force.

"Well... Mom..." I resisted the urge to ejaculate...

"Mom... I'm a little anxious to pee..."

"Go, go, go..." My mother knew that I wanted to enjoy the caress of her fingers more, so she deliberately made excuses! But she didn't say it out loud.

I rushed into the bathroom and masturbated my mother, imagining raping her in various lewd positions. My penis, which had been aroused by my mother, ejaculated in a short while.

I carefully washed off the remaining liquid and returned to my mother.

"It took so long?" Mom was a little skeptical.

"It was so swollen that I couldn't pee for a long time." I covered it up.

Mom burst out laughing. "Let's go to Mommy's bedroom!"

I looked at Mommy's lips and felt excited.

"Hey, it's hard to get it out today..." Mom stroked for a long time, and the penis did get erect, but how could she have the desire to ejaculate so quickly.

After several masturbations, Mom was no longer as shy as the first time, and she leaned her head closer to take a closer look at the penis.

"I don't know why, have you gotten used to Mommy's fingers?" I tried to find some reasonable explanation.

"If it doesn't work, let's do it tomorrow..." Mom wanted to give up a little.

"How can that be? It makes me so uncomfortable..."

I was getting close to the goal, and the sound of my heartbeat was clearly audible. "Mom, can you help me get it out with your mouth?"

"No... I'm not going to come..." Mom's shy expression was written on her face again.

The last few times I ejaculated on my mother's face, I deliberately rubbed my glans around the corner of her mouth, as if I wanted to get into her.

How could my mother not know what I wanted to do? She knew that I would have such improper thoughts sooner or later. Today, it finally came, but she was a little flustered.

"Mom, you can fuck your hands and feet, why not your mouth? Please, mom..."

I insisted and held my mother's cheeks with both hands. My mother's head was lifted up by me, and her lips were a few inches away from my glans.

"Only this time..." My mother's throat slid a little, and she closed her eyes and whispered, and her expression was very cute.

"Mom, open your little mouth..." I held my mother's hot face and squeezed the thick glans into her little mouth.

The corners of my mother's mouth were stretched wide open, the temperature on her face rose suddenly, and even her neck was red.

I held my mother's head, gently moved my waist, and pumped in my mother's little mouth.

Mom may feel a little humiliated, and her head slightly twisted but I fixed it.

"Mom, lick me with your tongue!"

Mom opened her mouth as wide as she could and held a part of the penis, and her tongue licked hard in the limited space in her mouth.