Chapter 34: Applying Lotion for My Beautiful Mom
Chapter 34: Applying Lotion for My Beautiful Mom
After dinner, the three of us spent a long time chatting in the living room.
Mom glanced up at the clock on the wall. "You two should get some rest. Don't stay up too late."
My sister and I spoke in unison, "Goodnight, Mom!"
Mom smiled, reached out to pinch both of our cheeks, and then headed back to her bedroom.
My sister shook her fist at me. "Rock-paper-scissors to decide who washes the pots and dishes!"
"Forget it!"
With Mom gone, I grew bold and pulled my fragrant sister into my arms, pressing the tip of my nose against her high bridge.
"What are you doing?"
My sister was baffled by my sudden move.
Looking at her pretty face, I felt a desperate urge to melt this tall, beautiful girl right into my body.
I gave her tender lips a light peck. "How could I bear to let the young lady of our house work in the kitchen?"
"Eww~"
My sister gave me a playful roll of her eyes. "Is my big brother really that nice?"
I pulled her onto my lap and gave her beautiful ass two light swats. "Hmm? You little ingrate, have you already forgotten who gave you the money to go shopping today?"
She gave an embarrassed smile and lightly kissed the corner of my mouth. "Is this compensation enough?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Is this an even exchange?"
"It’s the flow of love!"
My sister hopped out of my arms. "I’m going to shower first, okay?"
"Go ahead. I’ll go right after you're done."
After I finished cleaning the kitchen and the dishes, I hesitated for a moment before lightly knocking on Mom’s bedroom door.
Mom’s voice drifted out. "Come in."
I pushed the door open. Mom was sitting in front of her vanity, draped in a sheer gauze bathrobe. Her voluptuous, perfect figure was partially visible beneath the fabric.
In particular, her full, plump, beautiful ass resting on the stool was shaped like a ripe peach, radiating an incredibly seductive aura that made my heart race with desire.
Mom was wearing a facial mask and was gently rubbing something onto her skin, performing her skincare routine.
She glanced back at me, her red lips parting slightly. "What is it? Is something the matter?"
I walked up behind her, silently staring at her long, swan-like neck, and shook my head gently. "Nothing really. I just wanted to come see you."
Mom chuckled at that. "Really? Nothing else?"
I hesitated for a while before slowly asking, "Mom, do you... hate me?"
Mom stopped what she was doing, her voice dropping slightly. "Why would you ask that?"
I said cautiously, "Ever since you came to school yesterday, you haven't given me a single kind look."
Mom opened a bottle of lotion and began rubbing it gently onto her arm. "Don't you know why in your heart?"
I asked, puzzled, "Mom, I already promised you I wouldn't go for morning runs with Song Yu. Why were you still giving me the cold shoulder just now?"
Mom gave a soft huff. "I was in a bad mood."
I forced a smile. "And you take it out on me just because you're in a bad mood?"
Mom placed the lotion in my palm, her expression quite serious. "If I can't be a little willful or throw a small tantrum in front of my own son, who can I do it in front of?"
"Huh?"
I was stunned, but a warmth spread through my chest. The resentment and bitterness from moments ago vanished instantly.
Mom gave my shoulder a little push. "Turn around."
"Okay." I obediently turned my back to her. "What's wrong?"
"You can turn back now."
Mom’s voice came from behind me again.
I turned around and was momentarily dazed by the sight before me.
Mom was lying face down on the bed. Her bathrobe had fallen away, leaving her smooth, jade-like back completely bare and white. Her long, dark hair was scattered across it. Her lower body was covered by a thin quilt, but her perky butt cheeks pushed the fabric up into a high mound, like a small hill. It was a pity I couldn't see the scenery beneath the covers, but I guessed that she was likely stark naked under there.
I swallowed hard. What was Mom... trying to do?
Although she was mostly hidden, her pair of full, heavy tits were simply too large. Because of her prone position, that fair, supple, silky flesh was squeezed out from the sides of her body in a massive, snowy-white display that made my head spin.
Mom buried her face in the crook of her arm. "Since you're here, rub some lotion on my back."
"Okay~"
This sudden windfall of "benefits" left me a bit overwhelmed. After what had happened between us earlier today, how could Mom act like she didn't care at all?
I recalled the full shape of Mom’s massive breasts in my mind; it would probably take two hands just to hold one of them.
Mom suddenly said with dissatisfaction, "What are you doing? Why are you dawdling?"
"Coming, coming."
I hurried forward, poured the lotion into my hands, and gently applied it to Mom’s beautiful back, rubbing it in.
Mom’s skin was so fine—smooth, soft, and tender. Running my hands over it felt like stroking the finest silk.
No, even the finest silk couldn't compare.
Mom let out a few soft moans, sounding very comfortable and relaxed.
I was so lost in the sensation of rubbing her that the cock between my legs showed signs of stirring. Looking at the white flesh of her breasts squeezed out from beneath her, I hesitated for a second. I wanted to touch them, but remembering how I had recklessly ground against her this afternoon, I quickly suppressed my illicit thoughts.
The dimples on Mom’s lower back were small, looking both sexy and cute. I kept kneading and pressing them gently, unable to stop playing with them.
Slap~
Mom lightly swatted my arm. She turned her pretty face and scolded playfully, "I asked you to apply lotion, not mess around. What's so fun about that spot?"
I quickly nodded and apologized, "I'll do it properly, I'll do it properly."
"No need." Mom pulled up the thin quilt and asked, "Is the back finished?"
I hesitated for a moment before answering honestly, "Yes."
"Fine. Go back to sleep. I'll do the rest myself."
I was filled with disappointment, but I hid it from my face. "Okay. You should get some rest too, Mom."
Mom gave a soft "Mm" in response. "Close the door behind you."
As I walked out of Mom’s bedroom, I started to sigh, but then I realized I had already seen so much I shouldn't have. Why was I always craving more in such a short amount of time?
Thinking this, my mood lightened up.
Back in my room, I first took out the clothes I had worn while having sex with Chen Xiao, preparing to wash them. To my surprise, I found the unopened box of condoms Chen Xiao had bought today in my pocket, along with her panties, which were completely soaked in pussy juice.
Looking at the two items in my hand, I wondered where the best place to put them would be.
Then I remembered that Mom always respected my privacy; she even knocked before entering my room. I relaxed a bit and tossed the condoms into my desk drawer.
Chen Xiao’s panties weren't dry yet and still gave off a thick, lewd scent. I thought about washing them now, but I had nowhere to hang them. If my sister saw them on the balcony, it would be a huge problem. So, I quietly hid them under my mattress, planning to wash them tomorrow after my sister went back to school.
Once everything was settled, I took a refreshing hot shower.
In the bathroom, I could faintly hear music coming from my sister’s room. I wondered what that little girl was so hyped up about.
After my shower, I looked at the door connecting the bathroom to my sister’s room. I hesitated but decided not to disturb her.
To my surprise, not long after I lay down in bed, the bathroom doorknob turned. My sister had actually snuck over through the bathroom on her own.
Her footsteps were very, very light. In the dim moonlight, I could vaguely see her wearing a one-piece nightdress.
She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at me without moving.
I stayed still as well, waiting to see what the little minx was up to.
After half a minute, she whispered, "Brother, are you asleep?"
I deliberately didn't answer.
She asked again softly, and I still didn't respond. To my shock, she suddenly reached out, pinched my nose with one hand, and covered my mouth with the other.
I held my breath for a few minutes until I couldn't take it anymore and broke free from her hands.
I said crossly, "Are you trying to murder your own brother?"
She giggled. "I knew you weren't asleep. Who can hold their breath that long while sleeping? You big dummy!"
"What are you looking for me for this late?"
My sister suddenly lifted the silk quilt, and her youthful yet alluring body squeezed into the bed. Her face was very close to mine, almost touching. The fragrance from her small mouth drifted over, a teasing scent that made my newly calmed heart itch again.
Her large peach blossom eyes stared into mine, blinking rapidly. "It's so late... can't I come find you?"