**(Five)**

"Wei, come on, do the exercises with Mommy."

"Oh, no, Mommy... don't make me."

"Silly boy, don't be shy."

"Ugh... Mommy, this is so embarrassing!"

"One, two, three, four... heave, ho, heave, ho!"

By the poolside, my mother led me through a warm-up routine. She called out the commands with a serious, sweet voice, completely unbothered by the gazes of others. The poor soul was me—a full-fledged high school student—being treated like a toddler in a kindergarten class by my overly affectionate, silly mother in front of everyone.

However, while I was suffering in a hell of embarrassment, my eyes were reaping a divine reward, enjoying a delicious, premium feast of the highest quality...

"One, two, three, four... five, six, seven, eight!"

As Mommy twisted her slender waist and swung her arms from side to side, her magnificent breasts naturally formed a surging wave of flesh. Under the bright sunlight, her silver bikini top reflected dazzling sea-blue glimmers as her heavy breasts swayed and bounced with every movement.

"Two, two, three, four... five, six, seven, eight!"

The sunlight accentuated her exquisite figure. Even a mundane fitness routine looked flawless and tantalizing when performed by her supple limbs. When she spread her long, jade-like legs and bent forward to stretch, she emphasized her beautiful, rounded buttocks so intensely that I had to strain my neck to the limit just to catch the best angle of that rare, breathtaking view.

"Three, two, three, four... five, six, seven, eight!"

Her silver bikini bottoms were a sleek, tight-fitting style. Moving my gaze down from her flat, snowy abdomen, the edges of the fabric clearly traced the mysterious contours of her most private area—a slight, prominent mound that looked like a warm, steaming, succulent bun, plump and tender. As she turned around, the thin fabric of the swimsuit could hardly contain her lush, heavy hips. The edges of the bikini sank deep into her incredibly elastic flesh, and the sight of her bouncing, overflowing curves made me feel as though my sanity was about to explode at any second.

"Four, two, three, four... five, six... Huh? Wei, why are you spacing out?" Seeing me frozen for a moment, Mommy stopped her movements and asked.

"Oh, it's nothing!" I replied hurriedly, snapping back to reality.

"You have to do the warm-ups properly, or you might get a cramp," Mommy teased with a charming smile.

"Yes, Mommy..."

A moment later, she looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"Wei, keep your back straight! How can you exercise with such a slouch?"

"Uh... yes, Mommy!" Even as she spoke, when I caught a glimpse of her massive breasts swaying as she turned, my back involuntarily bent even lower.

"Wei!" she scolded playfully.

"Yes, Mommy!!"

God, help me...

Believe me, trying to perform exercises while desperately hiding a physiological reaction is incredibly difficult!

Finally, after a grueling session accompanying her through the full routine, Mommy finally let me into the water. I practically scrambled into the pool.

*Phew... so good. I feel reborn!*

In the lukewarm water, I relaxed my tense glutes and liberated my aching, overstimulated cock. It was so engorged that it felt like my brain might spray out along with my semen.

Just as I was lost in the pleasure of relief, my merciless mother wouldn't let me off the hook. While I had entered the water in a clumsy mess, she stepped down the stairs with absolute elegance. She moved her arms slowly, synchronizing perfectly with the flow of the water, and in an instant, she had swum right up to my side.

She tilted her head to stare at me, occasionally flashing a smile that revealed her cute little tiger teeth. That playful, bossy expression left me mesmerized and intoxicated.

"Mommy, what is it?" Her intense gaze made me feel self-conscious, and with a guilty heart, I looked back at her sheepishly.

"Wei, let me test your skills. Come on, give Mommy a piggyback ride for a bit..."

With that, she swam behind me and hugged me tightly. Her soft, pink arms wrapped around my shoulders, and her supple breasts pressed firmly against my back. Her tight bikini felt silky and smooth in the water, making it feel as though she were hugging me completely naked.

If this had happened ten minutes ago, it would have been a dream come true. But after fantasizing about her during the warm-ups, my body was in a state that could not handle such stimulation.

"Mommy, don't! People will laugh at us!" My heart was bleeding, but I had no choice but to try and pull away from my dear mother.

But little did she know, she was in a playful mood and didn't notice my distress at all. She suddenly lunged at me, pressing my upper body beneath the surface, and giggled, "You little brat, what are you shy about? I'm your mother!"

As I struggled to push myself up and break the surface, the mischievous Mommy, oblivious to the situation, doubled down. She pressed me back down into the water and simply draped her entire body over mine, her heavy breasts pressing against the back of my head.

My God... the sensation of that pressure!

I desperately wanted to turn around and bury my face right in her cleavage. But as mentioned before, the situation wouldn't allow it; my runaway cock had completely lost control, standing majestically erect, its head peeking out from my swimsuit and pressing hard against my abdomen.

"Mommy, stop playing around!"

"Hehe~~"

I lunged upward out of the water to escape her "spirit" behind me, but she wasn't finished. She pressed herself against my back again, her full weight crushing me, her smooth skin clinging to my bare back as her intoxicating scent wafted into my ears. Struggling between my physiological reactions and my moral reasoning, I could only cry out internally—this was a sweet, honeyed hell!

To any onlooker, we probably just looked like an affectionate pair of siblings playing in the water. Who could have imagined—who would have believed—that the sultry temptress laughing and playing behind me was actually the mother of two grown children?

"Mommy, ohhh..."

Human endurance has its limits. After my Nth failed attempt to escape her clinging body, I finally lost my reason...

*Mommy, you forced my hand!!*

When her breasts pressed against my back once more, my lust ignited. I decided to give her exactly what she wanted and turned around recklessly. We were now facing each other in a tight, frontal embrace. I lowered my head and buried my face deep into her chest.

The sudden movement splashed water everywhere, and droplets flew into my nose, but before I could choke, a seductive milky scent flooded my senses. I breathed in greedily, tasting the indulgence I had craved for so long.

"Hehe~ Wei, that tickles!"

Mommy was indeed oblivious. She didn't realize my true intention and didn't push me away; instead, her body just shuddered as she laughed.

"You naughty Mommy, let me tickle you back~~"

Being a provocateur was my specialty. Once I had thrown caution to the wind, a strange calm settled over me. With this beauty in my arms, it was the perfect time to feast on her!

*Hehehe...* Nestled comfortably against her breasts, a lewd grin spread across my face as my "claws" began their assault.

My right hand slid down her waist toward her hips, my fingers sneaking under the edge of her bikini bottoms. Under the guise of tickling, I began to explore the smooth, elastic skin of her buttocks.

My left hand "tickled" her armpits, but in reality, my fingers were aimlessly but deliberately brushing against the snowy flesh of her breasts just outside the bikini top...

"Haha~ Wei... stop it... hahaha~~"

As her sensitive spots were invaded, Mommy couldn't stop giggling. Unsuspecting, she had no idea her dear son was using a lewd heart to tease her body.

After a while of playing, Mommy finally realized something was wrong. Her bikini had been loosened by my hands; one more gentle tug and her beauty would be fully exposed.

"Wait, Mommy's swimsuit seems to be... Ah~ wahahaha~~ You little brat, stop it~~" Just as she began to sense the danger, I gave her no time to breathe. My "claws" launched a more ferocious attack!

I held her close, tickling her to distract her while slowly, inch by inch, we drifted toward the deeper part of the pool. With most of our bodies submerged, we were hidden from the eyes of others.

Our position had shifted so that I was behind her, pressed tightly against her back, my hands sliding all over her body as I feasted on her. Having successfully distracted her, she didn't even realize that my thick cock, protruding from my swimsuit, was buried deep in the crease of her buttocks—which was now partially exposed by her loosened bikini—pulsating rhythm with every heartbeat.

"Mommy, sorry... I can't hold it anymore~!"

I leaned my head against her shoulder and whispered my confession in her ear.

"Eh?"

Mommy finally started to snap out of it. Just as she realized something was wrong and tried to break free, it was far too late.

The arrow was notched; it had to fly!

In an instant, pretending it was an accident, I yanked aside the fabric covering her massive breasts, letting my rough palm enjoy the sensation of her silky skin. Then, my long-awaited "weapon" plunged into her crack, pressing against her tender anus... Wave after wave of hot, thick semen erupted from me.

Once the release was over, I leaned against her back, panting heavily. Mommy's body went limp. Her face was flushed a deep crimson; if it hadn't been for my embrace, she might have sunk straight to the bottom of the pool.

After a moment, I felt her body trembling slightly. She suddenly turned her head, her beautiful face barely three centimeters from mine. With a hint of anger in her voice, she said coldly, "Wei, let Mommy go!"

The heat in my brain finally cleared. As the weight of regret hit me, hearing the anger in her tone nearly scared the life out of me. How could I dare disobey? I quickly released her and handed her the bikini top that was tangled around my wrist.

Mommy hid her body behind my back, silently pulling her top back on while reaching into the water to pull up her bikini bottoms, which had been dragged down to her hips.

She took a deep breath and commanded with a trembling voice, "Wei, let's go home."

As we slowly swam back to the poolside, I felt like a criminal awaiting sentencing, following her out of the water.

*Sigh... what on earth was I thinking?*

I was too impatient, and now I had ruined everything!

As Mommy walked toward the changing rooms, a wave of regret washed over me. However, as I looked down, I noticed that with her unnatural, stiff gait, white liquid was slowly trickling down her inner thighs from beneath her bikini bottoms. The sight of that white fluid, glistening in the sunlight against her skin, was incredibly lewd.

My cock, having just experienced a massive explosion, was already starting to stir again.

*Ugh...*

*But I don't regret it... really...*

***

**(Six)**

The walk home was short, but to me, it felt as long as a century.

I had hoped this trip would bring us closer, but instead, my lust had made a mess of everything. Worry, anxiety, and unease filled my heart. Facing Mommy's silent treatment, I felt like a death row prisoner awaiting execution.

However, the moment of reckoning had to come.

The front door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house wasn't far, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had ruined it.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly. "I don't care what anyone thinks. As long as as long as I have you, nothing else matters!" Then, I challenged her: "Or... do you hate me, Mommy?"

"How could Mommy hate you!"

She let out a deep sigh.

"Do you know, ever since your father left us, the only man in this world that Mommy has ever loved is you—my son. No matter what happens, Mommy is okay! Mommy isn't afraid of anything, except for something happening to you. Mommy... doesn't want you to lose your way or be judged by others and ruin your future..."

In that moment, her words moved me more than words could say. I felt the depth of her love—how much she truly cherished me as her everything.

However, this only deepened my resolve to have her.

I wanted to make her feel the happiness of being a woman again. I wanted to use my body to repay her years of nurturing!

The die was cast; the secret was out.

I had to push her to the edge.

I had to make her cast aside all her hesitations.

I slowly walked toward her. Mommy didn't dare move; she sat there with her arms crossed like a helpless girl, subconsciously avoiding my predatory gaze, her cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson.

I reached out and lifted her chin.

"Actually... you want me too, don't you, Mommy?"

"Mommy doesn't know what you're talking about," she replied, trying to play dumb as she pushed my hand away.

"Is that so?" A smirk played on my lips.

Right in front of her, I quickly pulled down my shorts. My engorged cock sprang out with a *thwack*, its long shaft and hot head glistening with a bead of clear precum, exposed to the air.

"Wei, what are you doing?" Mommy covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock at my impressive member.

"Mommy, do you know? Every time I see you, I get hard! Lately, I've been masturbating every day! At least five times a day! And... you must know who the object of my fantasies is, right? It's you! My Mommy!"

Her own son was standing there, making the most naked, lewd confession to his mother.

*Hehe... Mommy, don't think I didn't notice the glint in your eyes when you saw my cock.*

"I know you watch me every day, don't you? You stand at the door and watch me from start to finish. What were you doing then? Weren't you wanting it? Didn't you want this big cock inside your little hole?"

I deliberately twitched my hips, letting my massive, throbbing penis show off its majesty right in front of her.

"Wei, how can you talk to Mommy like that?!" She was furious and embarrassed, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from my nakedness.

The hot shaft, the curling hair, and the faint, musky scent in the air were an overwhelming temptation to the mature woman before me, who had clearly been thirsty for a long time.

"You naughty woman, stop pretending! You want it, don't you?!"

My voice turned stern, almost a roar. "What kind of swimsuit are you wearing today? Such an exposing bikini! Weren't you trying to seduce me?!"

With that, I roughly pushed her arms away from her chest and tore her T-shirt upward. As the fabric gave way, her magnificent, full breasts bounced out, her snowy skin exposed to the air.

"Ah!" Mommy gasped, pushing me back and retreating a few steps before running up to the second floor, clutching her chest.

I didn't rush. I watched her go. Because I saw the flush of excitement on her skin and the strange, glistening trail between her thighs as she climbed the stairs.

*Hehehe...*

*Mommy, you won't escape my hands today!*

***

**(Seven)**

The walk back to the house was short, but to me, it felt like a journey of a thousand years.

I had hoped this trip would deepen our relationship, but instead... my own impatience had made a mess of everything.

Anxiety, worry, and unease filled my mind. Facing Mommy's silence, I felt like a prisoner awaiting a verdict.

However, the moment of truth was inevitable.

The door slammed shut. With my head hanging low like a defeated dog, I followed Mommy into the house.

In the living room, we sat on the sofa in silence. Mommy sat with her arms crossed over her full chest, her head bowed in thought. It was the kind of silence that usually precedes a storm.

"Wei..." After a long time, Mommy finally spoke. "Why did you do that to Mommy?"

Her voice was calm, but the slight trembling of her body betrayed her suppressed emotions.

Looking at her expressionless, beautiful face, a sudden ache bloomed in my chest. I would have preferred it if she had lashed out at me with a whip rather than facing me with this hollow, emotionless gaze.

...Well, okay, I admit, I *had* fantasized about her using a whip and candles on me.

Regardless, at that moment, I didn't know how to answer. All the hundred different excuses I had prepared on the way home had vanished, leaving me to stare at the floor in shame.

"Why? Tell me! Wei, why?"

She kept asking, her voice growing more agitated with every repetition.

My mind was a blank slate until a sudden "boom" erupted in my head. I exploded!

*Why?*

*Was it because of the book I used to seduce you a few days ago?*

*Was it because of the black lace panties I stole the day before yesterday to masturbate to?*

*Or was it because of what happened in the pool?*

There was only one reason...

Because I was blinded by desire.

Because you used your lewd body to seduce your own son!

It was all because of your breasts, Mommy!!

"What kind of talk is that?!" Mommy was a mix of shame and fury. Her beautiful face flushed and paled rapidly, and her chest heaved. *Slap!* A hand struck my cheek, leaving five bright red finger marks.

After the slap, she panted heavily. After a moment, she regained her composure. Seeing the mark on my face, she hurriedly apologized, "Wei... Mommy didn't mean to..."

"It's okay, Mommy..."

Since the cards were already on the table, nothing mattered anymore. The stinging pain on my cheek told me this was my last chance.

I looked her straight in the eyes with a seriousness she had never seen before. Under my intense gaze, Mommy began to feel uneasy. She took a step back, eventually collapsing onto the sofa.

I stared at her face and made my declaration...

"Mommy, I love you! Not as a son loves a mother, but as a man loves a woman! Mommy, whether you believe it or not, I'm going to have you. I don't want anyone else but you!"

Time seemed to freeze at my confession. Mommy stared at me blankly. After about ten minutes, she finally snapped out of it, pushed my hands away, and fled from me in a panic.

"You... you... but I'm your mother!" she scolded, her voice trembling with shame and anger.

"In my eyes, you are just a woman full of charm!" I countered firmly.

Hearing my retort, her pale face instantly flushed red again.

"That... that's wrong!" Her voice softened as she pleaded, "Wei, please, wake up! We are mother and son! The world won't allow this!"

*Oh, the world won't allow it? There's a way!*

"Mommy, does that mean if no one else knows, it doesn't matter if we love each other?"

"No, that's not what Mommy means..." She shook her head.

"Then what do you mean?"

I pressed the advantage.

"I... Mommy means..." She fidgeted with her hands, lost.

"If we don't tell anyone, who will ever know that I love my mother?"

"But... but if people find out... what will we do? This... this is incest!" she said shyly.

"I don't care!" I answered firmly.