By the time Xu Ruizhi reached the bathroom, it was already past ten at night. Outside the window, darkness and silence had settled in.
Just as Xu Ruizhi was about to undress for a shower, a pair of panties beside the washing machine caught his eye under the dim yellow light. A few water droplets still clung to the fabric, giving it a hazy appearance, while the pink-and-white lace trim looked even more alluring, stirring uncontrollable thoughts in his mind.
"Is this… what Mom just changed out of after her shower?"
Xu Ruizhi knew he shouldn't entertain such inappropriate thoughts, yet his heart raced uncontrollably. His eyes, as if bewitched, refused to look away. His breathing grew heavier, his face flushed, and his restless hands reached out only to slowly withdraw, torn by inner turmoil.
"What if I get caught? Would Mom find out? But… but this is a rare opportunity. If I miss it now, there might not be another chance. Usually, Mom washes her clothes right away—maybe she forgot this time."
"Ah," Xu Ruizhi sighed softly.
"Forget it. This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance. If I let it slip, who knows when I'll get another? I can't waste such a precious opportunity."
With that thought, Xu Ruizhi hesitated no longer. His outstretched hand picked up the pink-and-white panties, carefully bringing them to his nose. A unique blend of his mother's natural scent and sweat filled his nostrils, stimulating his senses. Taking a deep breath, he felt an electric thrill surge through him.
"Ah!" Xu Ruizhi couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.
His heart burned with desire, his breathing grew even more ragged, and the surge of male hormones within him sent waves of unusual pleasure coursing through his body.
Just then, a small damp spot on the intimate area of the panties caught his attention. Under the light, it appeared as a faint yellow stain.
"Could this be… Mom's urine?!"
Xu Ruizhi didn't know where such a thought came from, but the idea alone made him swallow hard. The sensation was overwhelmingly thrilling. Though he wasn't some pervert who would lick it or anything, the mere thought of his mother wearing these panties, standing before him with her full, rounded curves swaying before his eyes, made him want to push her down and indulge in her completely.
"Mom, you're mine! One day, I'll have you all to myself!"
The fire of desire burned hotter within Xu Ruizhi, his lower body already swollen and aching. He hurried into the bathroom, decisively locking the door behind him. Stripping off his clothes, his erect cock stood taut with visible veins. He took the pink-and-white lace panties and slid them over his swollen glans. The friction of the delicate fabric against his shaft sent waves of pleasure, making his cock twitch eagerly.
"If only Mom were wearing these, kneeling at the foot of the bed, letting my thick cock rub against the lace as it plunged deep into her warm, wet pussy, pounding her wildly while she moaned with that soul-stirring gasp… Her plump, soft buttocks swaying with each thrust…"
Xu Ruizhi lost himself in fantasies of his mother's body, his hand moving faster and faster as he rubbed the panties against his throbbing cock.
"Ahh... mmm..." With a sudden stiffening of his body, Xu Ruizhi let out a low groan. A stream of milky-white, viscous fluid shot from his itching glans onto his mother's pink-and-white panties. His feverish body rapidly cooled down, and his once-erect member softened. Everything around him began to feel dull and uninteresting.
"Huff!"
Xu Ruizhi exhaled softly. After the peak of pleasure, his mind, which had been drowning in carnal desire, gradually calmed down.
He began to clean up the scene, repeatedly washing his mother's panties, terrified that she might discover any clues. After washing them thoroughly, he placed them on the bathroom counter to later toss into the washing machine. Then, he turned on the shower and took a cold bath. Once everything was properly handled, Xu Ruizhi walked from the bathroom back to the living room. As he took in the scene before him, his heart couldn't help but stir once more, and the desire he had just released surged back.
On the sofa, his mother lay lazily on her side. A loose white bath towel could hardly contain her voluptuous and alluring figure. Her full, perky breasts seemed ready to burst free, and her round, firm buttocks arched enticingly. Her left leg, bent at the knee, rested diagonally over her straightened right leg, making her legs appear even longer and more slender.
"This is practically inviting sin! Does my mom really not know her son has grown up? To act like this in front of me... If I hadn't just taken care of things in the bathroom, I'd probably be bleeding from the nose right now. It looks like tonight, I really need to get closer to Mom. Otherwise, I'll never get a good night's sleep again."
Thinking this, Xu Ruizhi took several deep breaths, trying hard to calm the restlessness in his heart.
He tiptoed over to the sofa and sat down beside it, but his eyes instinctively drifted toward his mother's delicate feet. Her toes, painted with red nail polish, her smooth insteps, and her soft, pink soles—every time he saw them, they stirred a unique excitement in him.
At that moment, Yang Zhurou, lying on the sofa watching TV, seemed completely unaware that she had already caught the attention of her lustful son. She had no defenses up at all. Did she not realize how tempting her mature body was to a man, especially to a young, virile boy like her own son?
"Why not take this chance to touch Mom's feet again... and see what kind of panties she's wearing tonight..."
The more Xu Ruizhi thought about it, the more excited he became. His hands unconsciously moved closer to his mother's right foot. Holding it felt like touching a piece of fine mutton-fat jade—warm, smooth, and soft. His hands were no longer satisfied with just lingering on her foot; they began to slide upward along her ankle. His body, which had been sitting, slowly rose.
As he continued, Xu Ruizhi knew he was losing control. Watching the white bath towel on his mother's body being gradually lifted by his own hands, his breath grew so tense it nearly stopped. Finally, when the towel reached her abdomen, he paused. His mother's flawless lower body was now completely exposed. The black lace thong was no longer fully visible—the fabric in the triangular area was deeply buried in her moist folds, and her pink labia were squeezed to either side by the thin material.
"Gulp." Xu Ruizhi swallowed hard, his heart pounding wildly.
"This is going to be the death of me! Mom, can't you stop pushing your son's limits? You know you have a single-parent complex, yet you still dress so provocatively—can't you be more careful? I'm not a kid anymore; in ancient times, I'd already be married with children. Are you trying to push me into committing a crime?!"
Xu Ruizhi inwardly wailed, utterly baffled as to why his usually conservative mother would be wearing such a sexy black lace thong.
"Could it be that Mom is actually trying to seduce me? Is that why she's deliberately dressed like this? Surely she wouldn't be wearing this for someone else?" Xu Ruizhi wondered curiously.
Ever since he could remember, his mother had relied solely on him, showing no interest in other men. A few tactless matchmakers who had come to propose marriage had been sternly rejected and chased out of the house. Over all these years, there hadn't been even a whisper of gossip—and in a village where people loved to gossip, the slightest hint of scandal would spread like wildfire. Plus, he often played games on his mother's phone, and it was always clean, with no flirtatious conversations with other men.
Xu Ruizhi secretly puzzled over it. Aside from this explanation, he couldn't think of any other reason. Adding to that was the look of disappointment and slight anger on his mother's face when he mentioned getting married and having children, as well as the fact that she usually tidied up her intimate clothing after bathing—so why had she forgotten today?
All the signs seemed to confirm his interpretation.
In truth, Yang Zhurou was indeed trying to seduce him—or perhaps it would be more accurate to say she was giving him a vague hint. She didn't quite understand her own feelings. Ever since she noticed half a year ago that her son seemed to enjoy taking liberties with her, her emotions had become complicated. She worried he might go down the wrong path, yet at the same time, she felt a faint sense of delight. These conflicting emotions held her back from actively discussing it with him. Perhaps this was just the unique love of a single mother for her son.
A few days ago, while shopping for underwear, she had come across this black lace thong—sexy and revealing. Normally, as someone extremely conservative, she wouldn't have even glanced at it. But that day, for reasons she couldn't explain, she had bought it on a whim. After bringing it home, she hadn't dared to wear it, hiding it instead in her bedside drawer like a seed planted in her heart, waiting to see if it would ever bloom or bear fruit.
Tonight, it just so happened that all her other underwear had gotten soaked in the evening rain and were unwearable. Of course, if she really wanted to be stubborn, Yang Zhurou had many ways to avoid wearing it. But mainly, after hearing her son talk about getting married and having children, she felt a deep sense of loss and despair. Having already lost many loved ones growing up, the thought of her son—whom she had raised for so many years—leaving her made her wonder how she could go on living.
Just before her bath, while looking for a change of clothes, she remembered the underwear in the bedside drawer. It seemed like fate.
Xu Ruizhi gazed at his mother's pink labia, as fresh and tender as a young girl's. This wasn't surprising, considering even his father had only been inside once—and that was in a moment of youthful ignorance, likely finishing as soon as he entered. Though this thought might be a bit wishful.
Xu Ruizhi had actually guessed correctly.
At that time, Xu Ruizhi's grandparents went to visit the neighbors, but since the neighbors weren't home, they returned in less than ten minutes. There was simply no time to do anything like that—only the tip of the glans had entered. As it was his first time, Xu Ruizhi's father couldn't hold back and ejaculated. When he tried for a second round, his grandmother discovered them.
Xu Ruizhi gently pulled aside the black lace panties and gazed at the pink bud. Instantly, his heart began to pound violently. He could even feel the bud pulsating, as if inviting him in.
How could he possibly resist this?
Xu Ruizhi screamed inwardly: Mom, I can't hold back anymore!!! You're so tender! Even at thirty-one, you're still this tender!!!
Gritting his teeth, Xu Ruizhi lowered his head and softly kissed the bud.
Yang Zhurou was still watching TV, completely unaware of Xu Ruizhi's presence. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, showing no reaction at all. She never imagined that her own son would dare to do something so bold—to actually lick her down there.
Xu Ruizhi's tongue gently teased his mother's delicate pink labia. A few sparse, light hairs adorned her mons pubis, looking incredibly enticing. Although he had long known his mother was a "white tiger" and had accidentally glimpsed it several times, this was the first time he had seen it up close.
Yang Zhurou continued watching TV as usual. Clearly, she didn't sense that her private area was being violated.
"Is her single-mindedness really this strong? Mom doesn't even react to something this stimulating!"
Xu Ruizhi thought to himself, his mouth growing even more unrestrained. He moved directly from the labia to his mother's vaginal opening, thrusting his tongue straight inside. He stirred within her vagina, his soft tongue showcasing its agility as it darted around, exploring the moist warmth and sweet, winding depths. The deeper he ventured into the honeyed flesh, the stronger the pressure became, until his tongue could go no further.
"This is where Mom gave birth to me. It's so tight... if my dick went in, would it grip even tighter..."
As the TV drama neared its end, Xu Ruizhi reluctantly withdrew his tongue from the deep flower path. A few glistening strands stretched from the bud to his tongue, creating an intensely lewd scene. He looked up at his mother, who still wore a calm expression as she watched TV, as if none of this were happening to her. His actions felt like a solo performance, making the moment seem both absurd and bizarre.
By the time Xu Ruizhi tidied everything up and returned to sit beside the sofa, the TV drama had just ended, and boring commercials began to play.
Yang Zhurou then sat up from the sofa, stretched lazily, and noticed her son sitting beside her. As usual, she asked, "Hmm? Ruirui, have you finished your shower?"
"Yeah!"
Xu Ruizhi nodded, then walked over to Yang Zhurou's side. He embraced his mother's delicate body, burying his head between her ample breasts, savoring her softness and fragrance. Shamelessly, he nuzzled against her and whined, "Mom, can I sleep with you tonight? Please?"
He took the opportunity to rub his face against his mother's chest again.
"You've got some nerve, you little rascal! Daring to take advantage of your own mother—you're asking for a spanking!"
Yang Zhurou pretended to be angry and gave Xu Ruizhi a light knock on the head, as if punishing him for what he had just done. However, she didn't push him away, only shook her head slightly and gently stroked her son's head, saying, "No, we already separated beds late enough as it is. Besides, how old are you now? No more mischief, be good and go to sleep."
In his heart, Xu Ruizhi thought, "Mom! You actually know how old I am, yet you still dress so provocatively in front of me. If it weren't for my strong self-control, I would've devoured you long ago."
Though he thought this, Xu Ruizhi wasn't foolish enough to say it out loud. Instead, he continued to act coquettishly in his mother's embrace.
"No way! I want to sleep with you tonight. It's been so long since we last slept together. If you don't agree, you won't be going back to your bedroom tonight." As he spoke, he tightened his arms around his mother.
"You little rascal!" Yang Zhurou felt her waist being tightly held by her son and couldn't help but grumble.
"Fine, just this once. And you have to behave while sleeping, understand?"
"Yes!" Xu Ruizhi immediately replied obediently, then quickly got up, planted a gentle kiss on his mother's cheek, and dashed into her bedroom ahead of her.
"Such a silly child, still so mischievous even at this age."
Yang Zhurou smiled helplessly, turned off the TV and lights, and walked into her bedroom. Without removing her towel, she lay down beside Xu Ruizhi, closed her eyes, and savored the warmth of sharing a bed with her son.
Xu Ruizhi breathed in the faint fragrance emanating from his mother and tried to close his eyes to sleep. But as soon as he did, his mind was filled with images of her delicate curves. Lost in thought, he drifted into a hazy slumber.
...
Xu Ruizhi woke up needing to use the bathroom. He opened his eyes and glanced at the time—it was already around midnight. He quickly got out of bed and hurried to the bathroom.
After taking care of his business, Xu Ruizhi returned to the room, only to be jolted awake by the scene before him. All drowsiness vanished instantly.
Perhaps it had been a bit too warm these past few days, and the summer quilt was a little too thick. His mother must have felt hot, as large patches of her fair skin were exposed under the moonlight streaming through the window. By now, the towel she had been wearing had slipped off. Although it still covered her chest, the neckline was wide, revealing the two prominent peaks, which appeared even more alluring and mesmerizing under the moonlight. His mother lay there, quiet and beautiful, like a water lily resting beneath the moon.
Xu Ruizhi stared, entranced, for twenty or thirty seconds before snapping back to reality. He swallowed hard, unable to resist approaching his sleeping mother. He reached out with his right hand, lifted the towel, and slowly caressed her, feeling the soft, smooth texture of her ample breasts. They were so full that they molded into various shapes in his hand, his fingertips sinking into the supple flesh. As he continued to touch her, Xu Ruizhi leaned in and gently licked her nipple with his tongue.
Xu Ruizhi's movements were extremely gentle, carrying a hint of teasing, yet he noticed his mother's body only trembled slightly, remaining fast asleep. This made Xu Ruizhi even more excited. He opened his mouth and took one of her nipples into his mouth, savoring the milky fragrance that emanated from it. The scent intoxicated him. His tongue slowly circled the rosy bud, gently sucking. Xu Ruizhi's tongue was agile and incredibly tender, leaving a tingling sensation wherever it traced. His mother seemed to be having a beautiful dream, the sensations in her dream so vivid and intoxicating.
Not wanting to favor one over the other, Xu Ruizhi thought to himself. His diligent tongue journeyed down from the peaks, crossed the valleys, and ascended another summit to savor the fragrance of the other rosy bud.
Xu Ruizhi no longer confined himself to his mother's two tender peaks. He continued downward, kissing her flat abdomen before arriving between her legs. Gently removing her black lace panties, he immediately caught sight of that mysterious place. Without a second thought, he leaned in and lightly nibbled on her delicate pink bud.
"Mmm~" Yang Zhurou let out a soft moan as an unknown fluid seeped from near her vaginal opening, slowly trickling downward.
"Hehe!" Seeing that his mother hadn't woken up, Xu Ruizhi chuckled softly.
"You're enjoying yourself, but what about me? Sorry, Mom!"
After muttering these words, Xu Ruizhi climbed onto the bed and lay beside his mother, positioning her with her back to him. His right hand grasped her soft breast, kneading it vigorously, while his left hand pulled down his own underwear. His thick, erect member pressed against her snow-white buttocks.
"Hiss~" Xu Ruizhi took a deep breath, almost unable to hold back from climaxing right then. His cock was painfully swollen, and the sudden contact with his mother's plump, fair buttocks was overwhelmingly stimulating.
Adjusting the angle of his cock slightly, he guided his mother's legs to slowly clamp around his shaft, rubbing gently. His mother, who had been sound asleep, tensed up once more. As his cock penetrated deeper, her legs tightened even more. The natural lubricant near her vaginal opening made the thrusting smoother, and her mouth continuously emitted soft, whimpering sounds.
"So good, so good, this feels amazing!"
Xu Ruizhi, experiencing the pleasures of a woman's body for the first time, screamed inwardly. His cock grew harder and harder, his thrusts faster and faster. His mother's legs gradually relaxed, her moans growing more urgent, and the fluid flowing from her core increased. When he felt an intense urge to release, Xu Ruizhi abruptly pulled his cock out from between his mother's legs.
With a soft "squelch," Xu Ruizhi's semen sprayed all over his mother's plump, ample buttocks.
"Mmm..." Yang Zhurou let out a muffled groan, her body trembling uncontrollably as she reached her peak, then fell back into slumber.
In that moment, Xu Ruizhi felt dazed. Looking down at his now-softened member, he fell into conflict once more, muttering, "Should I go in or not?"
Bang, bang, bang!
Suddenly, a series of urgent knocks sounded at the door, startling Xu Ruizhi.