Chapter 59: Confessing My Love to Mom
Chapter 59: Confessing My Love to Mom
I was slightly stunned when I heard Mom say that. Recalling how she had been blowing hot and cold toward me over the past two days, I immediately said aggrievedly, "How should I know why? I thought my original, gentle mother had vanished into thin air."
Mom let out a soft chuckle, her beautiful eyes still closed. "You can't blame Mom for that. You can only blame yourself."
"Blame me?" I asked, puzzled. "Did I do something to make you angry these past two days?"
Mom moved her arms and stretched lazily. "Making me angry is secondary. The main thing is that you've been lying to Mom this whole time."
Hearing her say this, my heart skipped a beat. However, I naturally wouldn't admit it so easily and remained stubborn. "When did I do that?"
A faint smile played on Mom's pretty face. "Did you know that ever since you were little, you can't help but touch your nose whenever you lie?"
"Huh? Do I?"
To be honest, I had never noticed this little habit of mine in my daily life.
"Of course you do." Mom's red lips parted slightly. "You're just the only one who doesn't know."
"That still doesn't prove I was lying to you..."
"Hmph." Mom gave a soft snort. "Who knows you better than I do? If you're touching your nose, you're definitely lying!"
"Fine, fine, fine." I applied a bit more pressure with my hands as I massaged the back of Mom's neck. "Whatever you say. So, Mom, tell me—what exactly did I lie to you about?"
Mom gave a light cough and chided in a low voice, "Why are you pressing so hard on my neck? Are you trying to strangle your mother?"
Hearing this, I quickly lightened my touch, but I couldn't help but talk back. "Mom, you're really hard to please. When I give massages to others, they aren't nearly this fussy."
Mom's expression turned dissatisfied at my words. "Listen to yourself. Can you really blame Mom for not being gentle? You're the one who forced my hand."
After saying that, she lightly pinched the soft flesh of my thigh. "You've certainly been busy. Tell me, who else have you given massages to?"
"Just Maternal Aunt and Little Sister. Who else could there be?"
Mom teased again, "I thought it might have been your Teacher Chu or Song Yu."
There was a clear hint of testing in Mom's voice. I found it amusing and immediately played along. "You're not wrong. I've actually massaged the two of them quite a few times... Ah! Mom, ow, ow, ow!"
Mom's Phoenix Eyes narrowed slightly. The pressure from her jade-like fingers pinching my thigh made me cry out in pain.
Mom's tone turned slightly cold. "Have you really massaged those two?"
"No, no, no! I mean, I'd like to, but I never had the chance!"
"Hmph!"
Having received her answer, Mom gave another cold snort and released my thigh. "Keep massaging. Use some strength!"
"Yes, ma'am! At your service!"
I acted as humble as a little eunuch serving an Emperor, diligently attending to the Queen Mother by my side.
Feeling the lingering sting on my thigh, I couldn't help but complain, "Mom, you're getting more and more violent. Can you give me back the gentle and considerate mother I used to have?"
Mom replied crossly, "Can you blame me for not being gentle? I'm only like this because you've provoked me! You were just trying to get a rise out of me with those words."
Looking at my jealous mother, I couldn't help but feel incredibly smug. I steered the conversation back. "Mom, you still haven't told me what I lied about earlier."
"There are plenty of things you've lied to me about."
"You have to give me some facts and evidence!"
Mom chided, "Anyway, these past two days, every time I mention Song Yu, you touch your nose. That means everything you promised me regarding Song Yu was a lie. Can you blame me for having a bad attitude toward you?"
I broke into a cold sweat. Was I really that obvious?
For a moment, I didn't know how to respond, so I tactfully fell silent.
Mom, however, was somewhat relentless. "Silent now?"
...
"Guilty conscience?"
...
"Admitting it?"
...
"Are you a mute now?!"
Hearing Mom's tone grow increasingly unfriendly, I chuckled. "I'm not a mute."
Mom reached behind her and gave me a light swat. "Stop massaging. Go get my body cream."
"On it!"
Hearing Mom's instruction, I ran off as fast as I could.
After all, the last time I applied cream to Mom's back, it was a feast for the eyes, and I managed to cop quite a few feels.
Now that the opportunity had come again—and at Mom's own request—how could I miss it?
With Mom's cream in hand, I returned to the bedroom. When I saw Mom on the bed, my heart couldn't help but tremble.
Just like last time, Mom was lying prone on the bed, completely naked. The bath towel that had been tightly wrapped around her was now draped lightly over her shapely waist and Beautiful Ass, covering everything below her midsection.
From her supple, narrow waist upward, Mom was essentially stark naked. Her graceful back was as bare as a slab of white jade, her skin smooth, delicate, and flawless.
Her round, firm breasts were pressed beneath her, and the large amount of pale, creamy flesh being squeezed out was intoxicating, radiating an indescribable and breathtaking beauty.
Her massive, full Beautiful Ass was naturally upturned, propping up the towel draped over her waist like a small hill. If I were to just pull that towel away, the buttocks I had been obsessed with for so long would be exposed naked before me, holding no more secrets...
I swallowed hard, walking slowly toward Mom with a throbbing cock.
Fortunately, Mom was resting her head on her arms with her eyes closed. Otherwise, if she saw my lust-crazed expression, she might immediately scold me and tell me to get out.
Then again, it was hard to say. If I were to pounce on her now and claim her without refusal, merging our bodies in the joy of fish and water, Mom might not even resist. She might even actively reciprocate...
After all, Mom's behavior tonight was far from normal. Every move she made carried a faint, lingering scent of "seduction." It felt as if she wanted to use this method to bind me to her side, preventing me from being taken away by other women...
However, Mom had navigated the business world for over a decade; her thoughts were difficult to fathom. Every time I met those deep Phoenix Eyes, I felt as if my own thoughts were being read clearly, while I remained unable to grasp her true intentions...
No, I still shouldn't act rashly. No matter how I look at it, this is just my speculation, my one-sided thought. If I misinterpret Mom's intentions and make an offensive move, I'll be finished!
Maybe Mom didn't have those kinds of feelings for me at all. What she was doing now might, in her eyes, be perfectly normal behavior between a mother and son.
After all, the last time I applied cream for her, she was also nearly naked.
Besides, how many mothers would be on guard against their own biological son?
And I believed I had hidden it well, never letting my inappropriate feelings for her show.
It was only natural that Mom wouldn't be on guard against me...
I stood by the bed, looking down at Mom's exquisite body.
Mom was truly too beautiful. With her 173cm goddess-like height, she looked like a perfectly proportioned jade carving—hot, seductive, and graceful. Her curves were smooth and perfect, like a masterpiece drawn with a single stroke of a pen.
Especially those straight, well-proportioned, and incredibly long legs; I truly felt I could play with them for a hundred years and it still wouldn't be enough.
If Mom were to wrap those legs around my waist, I feared I would happily die from exhaustion right then and there.
Now, Mom's wonderful body was right before my eyes. Everything above her waist was bare, and everything below was "vacuum" sealed, with only a bath towel to hide her shame...
I forced down my surging emotions and sat down beside Mom with my cock standing tall. The towel wrapped around my waist was pushed aside by my erection, leaving my thick, long cock exposed to the air. It was as hard as iron, the head swollen to the size of a young girl's fist. This majestic organ spoke of my love for Mom on my behalf...
I didn't care about that anymore, or rather, I was intentionally exposing myself. I secretly hoped Mom would turn around and see my erect cock, so I could test her reaction and deduce her true thoughts...
I reached out and brushed aside the black hair scattered over her jade-like back, revealing her smooth, bare skin. After staring for a long time, I finally took the liquid cream. The milky-white substance dripped slowly from the bottle into my palm.
The cream was cool, sending a tingling sensation through my skin. I rubbed it between my palms to warm it up, then placed my hands on Mom's back, gently spreading it out.
The moment my palms touched her back, Mom's body gave a slight shiver. It seemed the cool cream was a bit of a shock to her.
"Mom, is it cool? Does it feel good?"
"Mm..." Mom gave a low response. Her voice was light and faint, sounding a bit weary.
Hearing that, I couldn't help but urge her, "Mom, you have to make sure to rest at work. I feel tired just watching you..."
"Okay..." Mom responded softly again. Her pretty chin was pressed against her arms, and she quietly adjusted her posture as I applied the cream until her cheek was flat against the bed. She found the most comfortable position, and her Phoenix Eyes narrowed slightly.
Seeing the hint of sleepiness between Mom's brows, I couldn't help but let out a long yawn myself.
After all, I had spent a lot of energy taking care of my sister and Chen Xiao today. Ever since I dropped Chen Xiao off at the Dance Studio, the sleepiness had been hounding me.
Once I had coated Mom's entire back in a layer of cream, I hesitated for a moment before applying a bit more to her neck, shoulders, and arms.
While applying it, I was surprised to find that Mom's armpits were also smooth and white, without a single hair.
In the past, when I caught glimpses of Mom's body or messed around with my sister, my attention was always focused on their White Tiger pussies. I had never noticed a private area like the armpits.
A "White Tiger" woman truly lived up to the name. It is said that women with a White Tiger pussy have skin as smooth as snow over their entire bodies, without a single hair except for their head, eyebrows, and eyelashes. Seeing this confirmed on Mom's body filled me with wonder.
After finishing her upper body, I looked at the two halves of her Beautiful Ass—round as a full moon and shaped like a peach—hidden beneath the towel. I swallowed my saliva again.
Mom hadn't stopped me like she did last time. Should I take the initiative to apply cream to her lower body?
Amidst my thoughts, I couldn't help but reach out and gently touch Mom's bare, snowy thighs, stroking them lightly.
My palms still had wet cream on them, making the friction between my hand and Mom's skin incredibly smooth. The exquisite sensation was a delight, and the cock between my legs throbbed uncontrollably from the stimulation.
I stroked her gently for a long time, but Mom didn't show the slightest bit of resistance or reaction.
Since Mom didn't speak up to refuse, what was I hesitating for? What was I afraid of?
I made up my mind and gritted my teeth. I applied more cream to my palms and began to rub it over Mom's long legs.
I applied it very carefully and meticulously, for fear of missing a single inch of her skin. The rounded, firm thighs; the slender, well-proportioned calves; the soft, smooth backs of her knees; her delicate, petite Jade Feet...
I didn't want to miss a single inch of her snowy skin. Soon, Mom's legs beneath the towel were covered in cream, shimmering with a crystalline luster...
The more I applied, the more excited I became, and the harder the cock between my legs grew. Its size exceeded anything before; I never thought my dick could be this long, this thick, and this hard.
Looking at the cock standing tall like a dragon or a sharp sword, my hands—which were rubbing back and forth against the skin of Mom's inner thighs—began to tremble slightly from over-excitement.
I carefully studied the tempting shape of her buttocks just inches away under the towel, recalling the beauty of the White Tiger pussy between her legs. My hand lingered at the edge of the towel, but in the end, I didn't dare to cross that final line.
I loved Mom. I respected her. More than anything, I didn't want to—and wouldn't—hurt her.
Until I was certain of Mom's feelings, any reckless action could cause her irreparable harm.
I forcibly suppressed the restlessness in my heart, calming the rising flames of desire to avoid doing anything impulsive.
"Mom~" I called out softly.
However, Mom didn't give any response.
Feeling a bit strange, I tucked my cock back under my own towel and walked slowly toward the head of the bed.
Lying there, Mom's Phoenix Eyes were tightly shut. Her pretty face was peaceful and beautiful, like a sleeping beauty in a dark forest...
She had looked sleepy earlier; it wasn't surprising that she had fallen asleep now.
I leaned over slightly. When I heard Mom's long, steady breathing, I finally confirmed that she was truly asleep.
Looking at her tranquil sleeping face, I couldn't help but smile. I felt that Mom in her sleep was so beautiful and lovely that even the dirty, shameful thoughts in my mind quietly dissipated...
I sat at the head of the bed, admiring Mom's peerless face. I sat there for a long, long time. Mom was truly so beautiful that I felt I could sit there and watch her for a lifetime and still not see enough.
The cock between my legs had long since gone soft, and the fire of lust in my heart had faded.
Looking at Mom's sleeping face, I realized that right now, my heart held only love for her, not lust.
For me, this was a rare state of mind and reaction.
I stared at her face for a long time. Driven by love, I finally couldn't help myself. I leaned down slightly and placed a gentle kiss on Mom's moist, thin, and sexy red lips.
In her sleep, Mom seemed to feel something. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she didn't wake up.
At this moment, because of that kiss, my love for Mom reached its peak.
I crouched by the bed and gently took one of Mom's jade-like hands. Taking advantage of her sleep, I boldly confessed the feelings and sweet nothings I never dared to reveal. I spoke to her for a long, long time...
Time slipped away quietly as the bright moon hung high in the sky. Without realizing it, an hour had passed since I finished applying the cream, and I was still crouching there, holding Mom's slender hand and talking to myself.
It was getting late.
I struggled to stand up, my legs so numb that I almost fell over.
My gaze lingered on Mom's face, unwilling to leave.
Love surged through me again like a tide. I couldn't help but lean down once more, taking Mom's warm lips into mine for another gentle kiss.
Mom's red lips were sweet and soft, moist and delicious. It touched my heart, and the moment we kissed, my whole body felt a tingle like an electric shock.
This kiss wasn't as brief as the last one. However, I was also worried about waking her. After kissing her for about seven or eight seconds, I released her lips.
Mom's face remained calm, her breathing steady. She didn't react at all. In her sleep, she was as beautiful as a peerless painting that could never be replicated...
I gently picked up one of Mom's hands and rested my cheek in her palm, staring infatuatedly at her sleeping face.
"Mom, I love you..."