Pure Love Flavored with Training My Stunning Mom—Is It Possible? Ch. 66 (67/169)
That's when an alarm started blaring from my phone.
That's not mine, though?
"Oh no! I have to get to work! This is bad!"
Mom finally snapped out of it.
Without even asking my permission, she bolted toward the master bedroom.
I couldn't argue with her being late for work.
A glance at the clock showed she really was running behind schedule...
Mom disappeared into the bedroom.
The room felt empty now, but the lingering scent of her body on my lower half and palms was thrilling—and so damn frustrating!
Frustrating, sure, but I could make opportunities anytime.
For now, I grabbed the panties clutched in my hand and headed to my room.
I pulled out the paper box from under my bed—the one where I'd stashed the panties Mom had stripped off in the car the other day—and flipped open the lid.
Finally, I had two pairs of Mom's worn panties.
Both soaked with the love juices she'd leaked...
Those thick, precious traces on Mom's panties♡~!
Imagining filling this box with all her underwear from now on made my head spin with dizziness.
Our texts felt way softer than before. Or maybe she just wasn't swamped today.
I finished dinner, changed clothes, and that's when I heard Mom coming through the front door.
She was wearing a black skirt she didn't usually put on, a gray blouse, and a jacket over it.
Of course, those massive tits were straining the blouse, pushing the fabric outward like they might pop the buttons.
Those luscious breasts!
Any guy who saw them would drool without fail...
I worried about which bastards had gotten hard staring at Mom's figure today,
and at the same time, my own dick stiffened, surging with lust.
Time check: 7:48 p.m.
"Still, you came home early."
"You told me to."
Mom made that displeased face again.
"Mom, relax your face!"
I couldn't just let it slide anymore.
"Tch! Calling a busy person home and then getting pissy!"
Mom shot back without backing down.
She'd scratched my pride a bit~
"Fine, get ready to go. Just swap to some low-heel shoes."
"I should change into comfy clothes. Wait a sec."
"No need! Let's go like that. You're sexy and pretty enough."
"Still, walking might be uncomfortable."
"We won't walk much, so do as I say!"
"You always make me do what you want! Where's the rule for that?!"
"You wanna keep nagging?!"
I raised my voice, coming on a bit strong.
"There you go again!"
Mom talked back once more.
I was about to fire off another retort when she caught on quick,
backing down with a grumbled, "Fine, we'll go like this!"
What a sly vixen!
She wasn't easy to handle!
Mom's walls weren't crumbling that simply.
Still, the timing was good, the weather was nice, she was a bit sulky but seemed in decent shape...
Or maybe a little tired...
We took the elevator down and entered the apartment's walking path.
Mom walked demurely, her heels clicking clack-clack.
Even in the dark late evening, the soft streetlights highlighted the curves of her breasts and ass, making them look even sexier.
I noticed guys passing by sneaking glances at her, feasting their eyes.
Even with me walking behind, they couldn't help staring—it showed just how irresistible Mom was.
"Wanna grab something from the convenience store on the way?"
Mom, maybe sensing the stares, turned to ask me.
From behind, her half-turned body showed off the voluptuous side profile of her tits.
"We can hit it on the way back. Let's head to that riverside path we went to before. Follow me."
Being alone with Mom now made casual speech slip out naturally.
This time, I led the way, with Mom right on my heels.
She didn't need hand-holding anymore—she stuck close, maintaining just the right distance like an obedient pup.
It felt like I was walking a well-trained dog on a leash.
My beautiful Mom, whose tits and ass I could grope freely, and kiss whenever I wanted!
How many guys in the world could walk beside a woman like this?
We finally reached the dim riverside park path.
Fewer people than last time, and the vibe was way more eerie.
The cool autumn evening breeze probably helped...
"Where we going?"
Mom pressed right up against my back to ask.
"Where we walked last time."
"I didn't like it there much."
"All paths are the same anyway!"
I wrapped my right arm around her waist as she stuck close.
"What? Scared?"
"A little~"
"I'm right here—what's to be scared of? Quit yapping and follow!"
"There you go again, bossing me around! This is so backward! You never let me talk and just order me!"
Mom started whining softly like a real girl.
"Mom, why're you so chatty today!"
I pulled her waist tighter, bringing my face close.
Like I was about to kiss her...
"Why're you doing that~ People are passing by~"
"What? Scared I'll kiss you?"
"Eek~ To your own mom! I'm your mother, you know!"
"Who said otherwise? You get so hot when we kiss~ Your mouth heats up, skin flushes, and just a kiss♡~ gets you super turned on!"
"Oh my! You little punk! Nothing's off-limits with Mom!"
Mom scowled and punched my arm.
"Fine! Fine! As expected from Mom—super obvious."
"You're really something when it comes to tormenting me!"
Mom pouted and stormed ahead.
Time to lead her to that secluded spot near the bathroom from last time.
"Mom, veer into that bathroom entrance up ahead!"
"Why there? It's scary for real~"
"It's fine! I'm with you~"
"You trying to use the bathroom again?"
"Yeah. Come with me!"
"No thanks. I'll wait at the entrance."
Mom kept trying to weasel out.
Had she figured out my intentions?
Or remembering that creep who almost raped her last time?
Either way, I wanted something more intense with her tonight.
This won't cut it!
I caught up quick, grabbed her hand, and headed down the narrow path to the bathroom entrance from before.
With shorter days, it felt even darker than last time.
"Ugh, seriously~"
Mom whined, tugging my arm.
"Quit whining! Just follow!"
"There you go again! To your mom—you're awful!"
"Yeah! I'm a bad son, so do what I say without backtalk!"
I gripped her wrist tight and strode toward the bathroom building, lit by just one faint streetlamp.
No need for hypnosis tonight.
Glancing back, Mom was dragged along, leaning back against my pull, shuffling her feet.
Her tits and ass jiggled enticingly in the dim light.
We headed toward the bathroom but veered into the narrow path between bushes to the bench where Mom had sat last time.
Cooler weather meant no more flies—perfect.
"Whew, why come all the way here? It's scary!"
Now Mom was clinging to me as we went.
About 10 meters in, the familiar bench came into view.
"Remember this spot? Quiet and atmospheric!"
"Atmospheric? It's pitch black and creepy."
"Creepy my ass! Nice vibe! Let's sit on that bench and chill."
I pushed her forward.
"I'm only staying a minute!"
Mom turned to confirm, as if double-checking her own words.
In that instant, her pale ass cheek flashed into view.
Mom's ass I'd spanked senseless in front of the kitchen last time!
The thrill and tension of that first-time rush flooded back,
memories of pounding her cheeks swirling in my head.
And that thick pussy scent wafting through it all!
The panties she'd handed over were sticky with secretions where they'd touched her crotch!
"Not going? What're you waiting for?"
I'd zoned out a sec, and Mom shook the hand I was holding.
"Got it!"
I followed behind her, gritted my teeth, took a deep breath, and smack! slapped her ass with my palm.
"Ow!"
Mom yelped in surprise, jumping up, then straightened her back and rubbed her ass frantically with her right hand.
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