It was a weekend, and I was watching TV. Mom was in the bedroom organizing her teaching materials, while Dad came out and sat on the sofa.
Dad suddenly asked, "Have you been making your mom angry lately?"
I felt a pang of unease. Could it be that Dad had discovered something?
I calmly replied, "No, not at all."
"Well, I've noticed that your mom hasn't been very happy lately. Is it because of your studies?"
Relieved by Dad's words, I realized he hadn't found out.
"Perhaps, I've been struggling with my studies lately."
Then, I cautiously suggested, "How about letting Mom continue tutoring me? Since the last time she tutored me during the summer break, I passed the test." I quickly followed up on Dad's words, hoping to influence him. Knowing Mom's obedient and gentle nature, she wouldn't refuse.
"That makes sense. Let's continue with the tutoring, dear."
Dad pondered for a moment and readily agreed. To him, it was only natural to tutor his own son.
"Hmm? What's the matter?"
Mom's clear voice came from the bedroom.
"Come here, I want to discuss something with you."
Although she didn't know what it was about, Mom obediently came out.
"Let's continue tutoring Xiaofeng."
Dad looked at Mom and said.
"What?!"
Mom was surprised by the unexpected request.
"What's the matter? Xiaofeng is falling behind in his studies recently. If you don't help him, he will only struggle more."
Before Mom had a chance to refuse, Dad continued, "You just have to work a little harder. If he fails to get into university in the future, it'll be too late for regrets."
Hearing Dad's heartfelt words, Mom knew it would be a bit excessive to refuse any longer. But as she turned to look at me, she felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Alright then..."
Finally, Mom agreed.
Dad had no idea that his decision had sent his doting wife into the jaws of the wolf.
It was already cold in December, and there were less than two months left until the final exams. Following the usual practice in schools, we had big tests every three days and small tests every two days.
To my delight, my grades had shown significant improvement during this period. From being at the bottom, I had moved to the middle-upper range. Although I wasn't among the top few, my performance had already satisfied Dad.
It was all thanks to Mom "tutoring" me. Every night, she would spend two hours "tutoring" me in my bedroom. Dad had repeatedly said that his decision was the right one.
However, Dad would never know what happened during those two hours of tutoring in my bedroom.
While I was diligently studying, Mom was also diligently "studying".
***
"Mmm... Mom, that's how you do it... suck hard..."
In my bedroom, Mom and I were sitting side by side at the desk as usual. The only difference was that Mom wasn't teaching or lecturing. Instead, she bent her upper body towards me, resting it on my lap.
My underwear and thermal pants were pulled down to my knees. One hand caressed Mom's head, as if pampering a pet, while the other hand stroked her back.
"Sucking... slurp..."
"Mmm... Yes.. uh-huh..."
The sound of sucking and my mother's moans filled the room, creating an intensely sensual atmosphere that sent shivers down my spine.
Lately, I've been using the excuse of tutoring to have my mother perform oral sex on me almost every other day. Initially, she resisted, but once she fell into my grasp, there was no escaping.
With my recent improvements in my studies and the thoughts I deliberately planted in her mind, my mother started to believe that these actions were all for the sake of my education. Gradually, she began to accept them.
"Suck harder, Mom..."
Upon hearing my words, my mother instinctively complied. I don't think she even realized that she had stopped refusing.
My mother, with her inexperienced movements, began to eagerly pleasure my shaft. One hand grasped the base of my member, while the other cradled my sizable testicles. Her delicate cheeks formed a hollow, and she obediently sucked with all her might.
"Mmm... Feels so good."
My mother heard my praise, and a feeling of sweetness uncontrollably surged within her. She eagerly continued her actions with even more enthusiasm.
Her tight lips tightly wrapped around my shaft, her agile tongue no longer evading the advances of the glans, but occasionally teasing it.
My father was watching TV outside, while my mother, with her adorable mouth, performed oral sex on me, sucking and licking, giving me immense pleasure.
Suddenly, my mother's tender tongue dug in my urethral opening. Involuntarily, my lower abdomen thrust upward, and my glans plunged deep into the back of her throat, meeting the resistance of her tonsils.
My mother, feeling uncomfortable, coughed lightly, expelling the shaft.
"Cough, cough..."
She raised her head, her tear-filled eyes looking at me with a hint of resentment.
"I'm sorry, Mom."
Just as my mother was about to reproach me, I ruthlessly held her head down. The shaft once again pierced into the depths of my mother's throat, obliterating her fragmented words, until all that remained were whimpers.
I deliberately wanted to train my mother's oral skills, so I restrained my movements, allowing her to actively work on pleasuring my cockhead.
"Mom, suck harder. Like sucking a lollipop, make a slurping sound."
My mother's honeyed cave had already started moistening, wetting her own panties, yet she remained oblivious, wholly focused on devouring the massive shaft before her.
Hearing my words, my mother tightly closed her small mouth, slowly moving upwards until reaching the position of the glans, then forcefully sucking and producing a lascivious "pop" sound.