Chapter 27: My Easily Blushing Mom
Chapter 27: My Easily Blushing Mom
The sound of running water echoed continuously from the bathroom, and my chaotic heart fluctuated along with it.
Mom had been washing for quite a long time. I sat outside in a daze, not even sure what I was thinking about.
After a long while, Mom suddenly called out to me from inside the bathroom, "Lin Yuan, give me the towel you’re wearing."
"Huh?"
I scratched my head. My underwear and shorts were all tossed inside the bathroom, and they were a filthy mess. If I gave Mom the bath towel, wouldn't I be left naked?
My gaze swept over the bedsheets. I wrapped a sheet around my waist and handed the towel to Mom through the crack in the bathroom door.
A moment later, Mom stepped out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped tightly around her body.
The white towel clung to her figure, and my eyes simply couldn't look away from her slender willow waist and rounded, honey-sweet buttocks.
Mom’s jade feet were tucked into a pair of slippers decorated with rabbits, revealing her delicate and dainty jade toes.
Seeing the ridiculous way I was wrapped in a bedsheet, Mom couldn't help but steal a few extra glances. She didn't say much, however, and walked straight to the only chair in the lounge.
"Come here."
Mom’s vermillion lips parted slightly. Her jade back rested against the chair, and she crossed her long, beautiful legs, obscuring the alluring scenery of her private parts. However, her rounded, fair, and tender calves were completely exposed, looking quite enticing.
I obediently walked over to stand before her, preparing for a lecture.
Mom’s beautiful eyes lifted slightly. "Are you going to make me look up to talk to you?"
Hearing this, I hurriedly and obediently squatted down in front of her.
Mom’s beautiful legs were very, very close to my face. The seductive luster shimmering on her skin made me want to crawl over and kiss them deeply, licking them gently until these long legs were covered in my saliva before I could be satisfied.
Mom also sensed that the posture was a bit inappropriate. She lifted her rounded bottom slightly, wiggled her hips, and changed her stance, shifting from crossed legs to pressing her legs tightly together.
Mom said slowly, "Look up."
I obediently raised my head, gazing at Mom’s exquisitely beautiful face. My eyes met her phoenix eyes with a hint of fear.
Mom looked down at me from above. That condescending gaze suddenly sparked a thought in my heart... of being disciplined by Mom?
If Mom were sitting in that chair right now, spreading her long, beautiful legs and saying to me in a commanding tone, "Kneel down and lick me!"
I would definitely kneel between her legs with utter submissiveness. I would use the tip of my soft tongue to lick her moist entrance, her pink labia, and her erect clitoris, over and over again. I’d lick until Mom moaned in ecstasy, pressing my head down firmly as she sprayed every last drop of her intoxicatingly fragrant pussy juice into my mouth...
Just thinking about that lewd scene, I’d probably die of pleasure from total exhaustion.
How could Mom see through my little schemes? She looked at me in confusion. "What are you shaking for?"
I hurriedly pulled my thoughts together and gave a sheepish smile. "I... I’m a little scared."
Hearing this, the corners of Mom’s mouth curled slightly, and her pretty face took on a different kind of beauty.
She spoke with a hint of mockery, "Scared? I think you’re quite bold. You even dared to... to your own mother..."
Mom stopped herself abruptly at that point. Her cheeks flushed red again. After a long pause, she asked, "Tell me then, what are you afraid of?"
I pleaded in a low voice, "Mom, stop talking in circles. Your son knows he was wrong. You can punish me however you want."
Mom’s tone was flat. "Why would I punish you?"
"Any punishment is fine. You can pinch my ears or hit me, just please don't ignore me for days on end."
Mom’s beautiful eyes were deep. She suddenly reached out a slender jade hand, pinched my ear, and pulled me toward her.
The pain in my ear forced me to lean closer to her submissively.
Mom didn't seem to have any intention of letting go. I grimaced from the pain. "Ma... Mom, take it easy. It hurts... ow, ow, ow..."
Mom released my ear. "Didn't you tell me to pinch you?"
Seeing that Mom didn't look too angry, the tense string in my heart relaxed slightly.
I said resentfully, "Did you really have to pinch me? You have such a strong grip. Am I even your biological son?"
"Hmph."
Mom gave a soft snort. "A disobedient little brat like you—it doesn't matter if I have this son or not."
I rubbed my ear and said aggrievedly, "How was I disobedient?"
Mom gave me a slight glare. "When did I say you were disobedient? I said you’re a little brat who doesn't keep his word!"
Fine, whatever you say goes.
I felt quite speechless, only regretting that I hadn't turned on the voice recorder on my phone.
But since I was the one who messed up first, I had to keep my head down and act humble before her.
Mom lightly pursed her red lips. She pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "Explain yourself."
I thought to myself that no matter how many flowery words I used or how much I defended myself, it wouldn't be as effective as a sincere apology.
Sincerity is always the ultimate weapon.
I lowered my head slightly. "I... I just couldn't help myself. It was involuntary."
"Couldn't help yourself? Involuntary?"
Mom repeated each word, nodding slightly as she spoke.
Was Mom... accepting my explanation?
Mom cast her interrogating, downward gaze on me again. "Then the... second time, how do you explain that?"
As Mom said this, she turned her head away slightly, looking a bit embarrassed.
After all, that moment when I thrust upward with force had a scent of filth and taboo that was far too heavy.
If it hadn't been for the barrier of our clothes, I’m afraid we would have merged directly into one.
The second time?
Bitterness welled up in my heart. How could I explain? My hormones took over? I was possessed?
No matter what, I couldn't say that I really wanted to fuck her—that I wanted to fuck the woman known as the Business Goddess, Chi Qinglan.
I hesitated for a long time. All the words I had brewed in my heart couldn't be uttered now.
Mom’s phoenix eyes slanted slightly. "Aren't you usually quite the talker? Are you mute now?"
I murmured softly, "I... I don't know. It was like my whole body was out of control."
Mom let out a cold laugh upon hearing that. She raised her hand and gave me a slap on the back of my head.
The slap wasn't too heavy or too light, but it left me completely bewildered. "Mom, what was that for?"
Mom stared at her own scallion-white jade hand and muttered to herself, "It seems my hand was out of control just now, too."
I was utterly speechless, but I breathed a long sigh of relief in my heart.
It seemed Mom wasn't angry at all.
Since she wasn't angry, my courage grew. I immediately dropped to the floor with a "thud" and tightly hugged those beautiful legs I had been salivating over for so long. "Mom, your son knows he was wrong. Please just forgive me."
Mom’s legs were so smooth—slender yet fleshy, rounded and perfectly proportioned.
Mom frowned slightly and gave her legs a gentle shake. "Let go."
I rested my chin on Mom’s knees, looking up at her with pitiful eyes, acting like a shameless rogue. "I’ll let go once you forgive me."
"Sigh."
Mom let out another long sigh. She looked at me helplessly, her legs stopping their struggle, allowing me to hold her calves tightly.
After a dozen seconds, Mom suddenly reached out a jade hand and gently stroked my head, her tone tender and approachable. "You’re only sixteen this year, right in the middle of puberty. Mom... Mom understands you."
"Huh?"
I was slightly stunned. This reaction from Mom was something I hadn't anticipated.
Was Mom going back to being that gentle, intellectual, and elegant Queen Mother?
"Boys in puberty are at a growing age."
Mom pulled my hand to help me stand up from the floor. She tilted her pretty face up slightly, her eyes as gentle as water as she looked at me, her jade hands holding mine. "So, having... some sexual impulses is very normal."
I remained silent, finally giving a soft "Mm."
"Mom understands your behavior. Don't take this matter to heart; just let it pass."
My throat felt a bit dry. Mom’s tenderness left me unsure of how to respond, and I felt a flicker of guilt and remorse for my previous desecrating behavior toward her.
However, when I looked down and saw Mom’s breathtakingly beautiful face again, that bit of guilt vanished like smoke.
This was the woman I loved most, the woman I most wanted to possess and conquer.
No matter what Mom said or did, she couldn't shake my resolve.
I squeezed Mom’s hands back tightly. "Mom, I understand."
Mom’s gaze was very gratified. She gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her expression hesitant.
"Mom, if you have something to say, just say it."
"Puberty requires proper guidance and education."
Mom’s red lips parted slightly as if she were thinking about how to phrase it. She paused and said, "It’s also normal to feel curiosity and longing for the opposite sex."
I smiled bitterly in my heart. Was Mom trying to reshape my adolescent values?
"But regardless of that."
Mom seemed to have made a great resolution. "A... a woman like Song Yu isn't right for you."
I was stunned, staring at Mom’s fair and exquisite face.
I hadn't expected that after all this circling around, Mom would end up back on the topic of Song Yu.
Having said this, Mom breathed a sigh of relief as if a weight had been lifted. Her watery eyes looked into mine. "She is much older than you; she isn't suitable for you. Do you... understand Mom?"
Being stared at by me for so long, Mom actually looked a bit embarrassed and shifted her gaze away. The tips of her fair, delectable ears were stained with a hint of crimson, looking incredibly cute.
In my heart, I was a hundred times unwilling, and I didn't know how to answer.
Mom turned her gaze back to me, her eyes filled with a sliver of expectation.
Under Mom’s expectant gaze, I spoke with a difficult, strained tone, "Okay..."