Mother and Son's Sumata
Su Mengyan's face flushed red as she scolded, "You little rascal, what nonsense are you spouting!"
"Mom, I'm not talking nonsense. I really want to fuck your pussy," Wang Yue said earnestly. "Didn't you say fucking a pussy doesn't hurt at all and feels amazing? You went through so much pain giving birth to me and Xin'er. Now I can make you feel good and repay you properly."
"Good son, Mommy's thrilled you have such filial thoughts." Su Mengyan gently stroked Wang Yue's head, her voice soft. "But Mommy can't let you fuck her pussy."
"Why not?" Wang Yue seemed to realize something, his face falling. "Is it because my dick's too big and it'll hurt you?"
"No, son. Your dick is big, but it's still within what a woman can handle. Once she gets used to it, it'll make her feel even better." Su Mengyan hurried to explain—if she didn't clear this up, he might develop some psychological hang-up and be too scared to fuck Chen Xi after they married, dooming the three great families to extinction.
"Then why won't you let me fuck you?" Wang Yue pressed, pointing at her dripping bun pussy. "Look, your pussy's leaking juice. You want it too, right?"
"Son, Mommy's telling you the truth—she does want it right now, really wants your big dick inside to feel what it's like as a woman." Su Mengyan sighed. "But we really can't. You're my biological son. Doing this would be incest, something the world won't tolerate."
"That serious, huh." Wang Yue nodded in disappointment, then his eyes lit up. "Then we just won't let anyone know."
"That won't work either. Even if no one finds out, Mommy couldn't get past her own heart." Su Mengyan shook her head firmly.
Seeing her resolve, Wang Yue knew dragging out Little Aunt's theories wouldn't sway her yet.
Fine then—he'd hold off for now, wait until she softened, then hit her with those arguments to conquer her in one go.
He immediately put on a dejected face. "Alright, I'll listen to you, Mom."
Su Mengyan's heart ached at her son's disappointment. She giggled coquettishly. "Silly boy, why so down? Mommy just can't let you fuck her pussy—we can do other things. Mommy can satisfy you just as well another way."
But Wang Yue didn't perk up, still sulking. "What's the point if only I'm satisfied? I want to make you feel good more right now."
His words touched her deeply. She smiled. "You can make Mommy feel good other ways too."
"Really?" Wang Yue's eyes brightened. "How?"
"Good son, don't rush. Mommy will teach you step by step." Su Mengyan's voice was tender. "Come, open your mouth first. Mommy'll teach you how to kiss."
Wang Yue parted his lips slightly.
Su Mengyan leaned in, pressing her soft lips to his.
She had plenty of theoretical knowledge but zero practical experience. Following the guides, she sucked his lips with hers and slipped her tongue into his mouth—then stalled, unsure what next.
Her fragrant, soft cherry lips sealed over his, her slick tongue thrusting in. Wang Yue's forehead veins bulged with excitement.
Too bad—he was playing the innocent boy now, couldn't take the lead.
Luckily, kissing came naturally. Mother and son experimented, soon savoring the bliss—your tongue in my mouth, then mine in yours, tasting each other's sweetness.
The kiss lasted over ten minutes. When they parted, a glistening strand stretched between their lips.
"Son, how did that feel?" Su Mengyan gazed at his handsome face, eyes hazy, voice a whisper.
"So good, Mom. I want more kisses." Wang Yue leaned in for her little mouth again.
Su Mengyan smiled faintly. "Okay, but later. Mommy has more to teach you first."
She lay on her side, propping her head on her bent left arm, pointing at her perky massive tits with her right. "Come, son. Suck Mommy's tits some more."
Wang Yue agreed eagerly, lying beside her, burying his face in her chest. Hands and mouth roamed the tits he'd craved forever, groping and sucking.
Su Mengyan savored her son's ministrations while reaching down with her right hand, gently gripping his rock-hard big dick, stroking it up and down.
The room fell quiet, save for the wet smacks of Wang Yue suckling her nipples.
After a bit, Su Mengyan asked, "Son, do you like Mommy's tits?"
Wang Yue looked up, sincere. "Love them. So big, perky, and soft. I could grope and suck them forever and never get enough."
Su Mengyan smiled seductively. "Want your dick to feel them too?"
"How?" Wang Yue asked.
"Lie down." She had him flat on his back, then straddled his legs, nestling his towering dick in her deep cleavage. Hands squeezed her tits together, trapping his thick shaft between them.
Then she rocked her tits up and down, jerking him off.
No lube needed—her skin was flawless, silky smooth. His dick glided effortlessly between the massive jugs.
Wang Yue wondered if he thrust harder, his rough glans might chafe her tender titflesh raw.
"Son, feels good?" Su Mengyan asked, titfucking him while watching his face.
"Amazing! So fucking good!" Wang Yue nodded frantically. Inexperienced as she was, her technique lagged far behind mother-in-law Ling Xueyan's—no deepthroating glans like her either—but his thrill matched or exceeded it.
Because the tits milking his dick belonged to his ultimate goddess, the birth mother he'd lusted for most!
Her sensitive tit-skin scorched by her son's hot, hard monster cock added a tingling buzz for Su Mengyan—not intense, but the mental impact was huge.
She adored his oversized dick more with every glance, craving conquest by it.
Overwhelmed, she released her tits, halting the titfuck. Both hands gripped his shaft; she opened wide and engulfed it.
Watching her, feeling her wet mouth envelop his glans, Wang Yue's eyes widened in shock.
He never dreamed her first time would go this far.
Shock yielded to boundless ecstasy.
Blowing him was the world's top beauty, his perfect goddess—his birth mother.
Any one identity would've maxed his arousal; all three together? Overload.
Her saintly image made her slutty act a massive turn-on, doubling his high.
Her unskilled sucking—just glans-gobbling—had him acting the virgin. A few sucks, and he couldn't hold back.
"Mom, get off—gonna cum!" Wang Yue warned urgently. Cumming in her mouth tempted insanely, but it felt like defiling his goddess.
Su Mengyan didn't spit it out—instead sucking harder, hands pumping.
That did it. Wang Yue growled, glans swelling, blasting thick ropes into her sexy mouth—one after another.
He unloaded for over thirty seconds, thirty-plus spurts. Her mouth overflowed.
She'd planned to spit, but full-mouthed, she swallowed it all.
Studies said women swallowing cum satisfied men hugely.
She'd found it gross before. But for her son? Natural. No disgust swallowing his load—excitement and fulfillment bloomed instead.
Finally spent, Wang Yue collapsed, guilty. "Mom, sorry—I couldn't hold it, peed in your mouth. Weird, though. Earth Palace realm means self-cleaning body, no waste. Why'd I lose control?"
Su Mengyan sucked a few more times before releasing his softened dick, laughing. "Silly boy, that's not pee—it's ejaculation, cum. Felt great, right?"
"Incredible." Wang Yue beamed, then startled. "Mom, you swallowed my cum—won't you get pregnant?"
Su Mengyan chuckled. "Cum needs to meet an egg for a baby. Eggs form in ovaries, go to uterus, exit via vagina. Only cum in vagina or womb makes babies. Yours went to Mommy's stomach—digested quick, no baby."
"Oh." Wang Yue nodded, disappointed. "I thought you'd give me a little sibling."
"Cheeky brat, I'm your mom—can't birth your baby." Su Mengyan laughed, half-annoyed, half-amused. "What then? Dad or brother?"
"Anything from you, I'd love. Call doesn't matter." Wang Yue grinned.
"Little devil, enough joking." Su Mengyan eyed him coquettishly. "Mommy made you cum. Your turn to make Mommy feel good?"
"Yes! Yes!" Wang Yue nodded eagerly, then: "How?"
Su Mengyan rolled onto her back, winking seductively. "Mommy won't teach this one—improvise. See if you can make me cum."
"Anything goes?" Wang Yue rubbed his hands.
"Mmm, anything." She nodded.
"Then I wanna fuck your pussy—you said it'd feel great for both."
"No pussy-fucking. Everything else, Mommy's yours." She was serious—but god, she craved his big dick inside too.
Years of feigned aloofness had loosened ethics' grip. Incest? Barely fazed her.
True barrier: maternal love. Exposure would ruin him forever.
She'd cut loose everywhere else—but guard that final line for his sake.
"Fine." Her stance held; Wang Yue wasn't rushing. He grinned. "Here I come, Mom."
He mounted her sexy body, kissing from smooth forehead down her peerless face—eyes, nose, cheeks, then deep into her mouth.
Su Mengyan lay back, savoring kisses while his freshly rehardened dick nudged her belly and abdomen, stoking her lust higher.
After lingering on her mouth, he kissed her rounded chin, then neck and earlobes.
Neck and ears—sensitive zones. Lips and breath tickled deliciously; she giggled uncontrollably.
Mask off, she was wild!
Wang Yue marveled inwardly, glad for that past trauma.
Wrong to think it, but true—only then did her cold facade repel the world, denying even her husband touch, conceiving via IVF.
Thus, she belonged to him wholly.
His possessiveness tolerated women's pasts—future and present his alone.
Mom? Past, present, future—his.
Lucky her nature matched, no demand needed.
Neck done, shoulders, collarbone—to her chest.
He worshipped her flawless massive tits—shape, color, proportion, feel perfect—fifteen minutes, kneading till pink, nipples sucked cherry-red.
Then her arms, every inch, even sucking all ten slender fingers.
Down her torso, a trail of kisses.
As he reached her belly, Su Mengyan anticipated her pussy's turn—then: "Mom, roll over."
"Why?" she asked. He'd kissed her upper body, tits fondled to fire; her itchy bun pussy ached for his mouth like he'd gotten on his dick. But this?
"Gonna kiss every inch of you." Wang Yue earnest. "Mom, you're perfection—not just face. Every spot. Gotta kiss 'em all."
Her heart and body heated. She gazed deep. "Okay, Mommy's yours."
She flipped prone, baring her back.
Hoo~
Her back and ass stole his breath. Eyes locked on plump ass and thighs, mesmerized.
Too sexy!
Snowy, perky ass like a ripe peach, exaggerated curve from slim waist. Moons of cheeks, meaty thighs sleek yet thick with mature allure.
Deadly: her overfull bun pussy peeked between, leaking nectar, begging impalement.
Deep breath curbed impulse. He mounted, kissing from shoulders down her flawless back.
Focus: indescribably sexy ass. Kissed, groped, sucked bouncy flesh, leaving pink hickeys.
Till ass glowed rosy, he spread full moons, exposing her tight brown pucker—tongue diving in.
"Son, no—dirty there!" Su Mengyan gasped.
The Earth Palace self-cleaned—not a trace of filth remained, not even in her depths. Yet the taboo lingered, a heavy mix of revulsion and heartfelt emotion.
"Mom, said it—you're perfect everywhere. How could it be dirty?" Wang Yue grinned, licking more to prove, then downward.
Asshole done, tongue could've hit dream pussy—but best for last.
Down plump thighs, calves to ankles: "Mom, turn over."
Immersed in his passion, she obeyed, supine.
He cradled her size-36 jade feet, kissing heel to toe, sucking each cute digit.
Itched; she giggled. "Naughty boy, kissing Mommy's feet? Not stinky?"
"Mommy's feet? Fragrant like the rest." He praised, sucking toes, eyeing her jiggling tits.
Feet slobbered, up: shins, knees, thighs to root.
Slowly spread sexy thighs, kissing inner thighs from knees up—skirting pussy at apex, down the other.
Twice denied, Su Mengyan urged: "Son, one spot left unkissed."
"Where? Did 'em all." Wang Yue teased.
"Mommy's pussy—you haven't kissed it."
"Course not—your finest spot. Saved best for last." He laughed.
Proof: buried face in crotch, kissing her ultra-plump bun pussy like lips.
"Mmm..." They moaned in unison.
Body kissed fully, her pussy flooded, desperate.
His mouth: rain on parched field, bliss soaking body and soul.
Wang Yue? Her pussy's feel heaven—soft, tender, slick. Labia-minima silkier than finest sashimi.
Enrapt, tongue lashed her indescribably tender slit; mouth vacuumed her saucy pussy, slurping nectar.
Perfect goddess or not, her juices weren't ambrosia.
To him? Sweeter than nectar.
Fierce sucking and licking quaked her; thighs clamped his head, hands mashing it in.
Sensing her peak, he ramped up—rough tongue everywhere: lips major/minor, hole, clit, even urethra.
Her pussy spasmed—orgasm near. He pulled free, grinning. "Mom, squeezing so hard—wanna shove me back in, rebirth me?"
"Brat, you're huge now. Whole head'd wreck Mommy's pussy." She huffed.
"Yeah, so only small stuff fits." Right index slid into her leaking slit.
"Ahh..." She tensed. Virgin tunnel (post-birth) invaded strangely—unfamiliar bliss.
Fully sheathed, Wang Yue marveled: most enticing, best-feeling pussy ever.
No bias—hotter than others, alive walls writhing, squeezing, sucking deeper.
Usually orgasm-only; her baseline.
Recalled history's kingdom-topplers.
Why obsess one amid thousands? Even her beauty seemed insufficient.
Now? Believed—her freak pussy wrecked emperors.
Imagine: her as concubine. He'd ignore court for her—sex too potent, others irrelevant.
Nights of endless rounds, drained despite tonics—politics? Forgotten.
Her pussy's killer. Dick inside, static? I'd bust quick.
Uncertain, but craving surged.
Not yet—but her mouth again? He whined pitifully: "Mom, dick's hard again, aching bad."
"Son, listen—cumming feels great, but too much hurts you. You unloaded tons already. Hold it."
She didn't know norms—way beyond her studies. But dozens of ml? Excessive.
"But it hurts so much." He begged. "Please, Mom—one more?"
His puppy eyes melted her. He looked vigorous, veiny dick throbbing—another round fine.
She'd barely savored his dick—came too fast last time. Wanted more taste.
Nod. "Okay. But promise—no quick shots this time."
"I'll hold!" Wang Yue nodded fast.
She patted bed. "Here, lie down."
He did. She swung around, straddling his face in 69, gripping his dick. "Like this—you please Mommy, she pleases you."
Head down, lips engulfed his glans.
Wang Yue spread her fresh-baked bun pussy fat lips, exposing red slit—tongue lashing, fingers teasing swollen clit.
They competed, hands and mouths slaving mutually.
Su Mengyan thrilled to pussy-licking while sucking his monster—bliss and horniness.
But gentle sucking—no hard vacuum, fearing quick cum.
Worried needlessly. Minutes of glans-sucking, no eruption.
Matched books: first quick, second lasts.
Virgin boy confirmed.
Now cock-shaped to memory, pussy heavenly—juices rivaled his cum volume. Itched wild, new urge.
"Son, good boy. Hold one more minute—no cum—and Mommy rewards big." She ground ass on his mouth, seductive.
"Yes! I'll endure!" Wang Yue vowed, licking birthplace fiercer.
Minute passed easy—her pretext for next.
Stopped sucking, lifted ass.
"Mom!" Wang Yue whined—her pussy addictive; lifetime licking short.
"Patience, son—better reward." She stood, spread long legs over him, pussy aimed at dick.
Her tight one-line slit oozed a fat drop, trailing silk to his upright shaft.
Lewd sight inflamed them.
Slow squat till inches away: right hand spread labia, exposing slit; left gripped dick. Ass descended.
"Mom, pussy-fuck?" Wang Yue ecstatic.
No answer—lowered. Glans neared slit—then sly grin, pressed dick to his belly.
Flash: Big Aunt Su Mengyun—Mom's mischief matching hers?
Thought unfinished—bliss! Slick slit hugged half shaft.
Look: she sat on belly, bun pussy mashed dick flat, deep cleft gripping third of girth.
Not one-third penetration, but third enveloped—nearly moaned.
Her sensation fiercer: fat cock wedged sideways, unmoving pleasure outdid licking.
Unprecedented, she rocked ass, sliding cock in slit.
Bliss amplified.
Last night, panties-blocked climax; now skin-on-skin, tenfold hotter.
Gasping: "Son, this feel good?"
"Fuck yes! Too good!" Wang Yue flushed. "Mom, can't hold—gonna cum!"
Teased body-wide, licked minutes, now grinding monster—her edge neared.
"No! Hold, son—or no more ever!" Hips pistoned frantic.
"Holding! Holding!" Wang Yue gritted.
Not cum—resisting flipping her, slamming in.
Dozens strokes: her sexy body quaked, pussy sucking fierce.
Glans at entrance? Sucked in instant.
He knew climax hit—hands cupped fat ass, hips bucked, grinding her home.
"Ahh—ahh—" Dozens more, she shrieked wildly, convulsing. Pussy suction peaked—his steel shaft spared bending insertion.