This article is only authorized to be published on the Yuan Yuan website, other friends of the network, please do not repost Zhang Wei returned home, threw the bag of books on a straight yell: “Wow, so fragrant ah! What did you cook today?”
Mae Fang responded to her son with a smile in the kitchen as she started the hot dishes, “You’re really good at kissing ass, it’s just fried tofu with golden needles that you haven’t had for a long time, and you’re still kissing ass like this.”
Zhang Wei slowly paced to the kitchen, took off his socks with one hand, and pinched his mother’s plump buttocks with the other: “This is not a horse’s fart, it’s obviously a fragrant fart!”
Meifang gave her playful son a blank look and said with a straight face, “Why don’t you go and wash your face, it’s dirty, we’ll be eating later.”
After dinner, Mae Fang sat down on the comfortable couch and her son immediately snuggled up to her. Without a word, she unbuttoned her chest and let her high breasts begin to feed her hungry son.
It was his first year of high school, and his son was still sucking on his nipple as hard as he used to when he was a baby. She took her son in her arms and gently brushed his short, spiky hair, a position she hadn’t changed in over ten years, the only difference being that the little baby she held in her arms had slowly transformed into a handsome, upright young man.
“How was school today?” Mae Fang opened the conversation, and after satisfying her son’s craving for breast milk, it was the beginning of a chatty dialog between the two.
The story goes that when Zhang Mae Fang was nineteen years old, she met Ji Qin, who was a resident singer in a restaurant, and after a few months of frantic love, to the surprise and delight of the innocent girl, she found out that she was pregnant!
After knowing the news, Ji Qin just said coldly: “Get rid of the baby!” Then he left with his head in his hands.
Mae Fang, crying red-eyed, returns home at a loss for words, followed by her father, who does business in the market, bringing some of his brothers to arrest Ji Qin and beat him severely. The next day, Jiqin and Mae Fang were escorted to the court for a civil marriage, without the joy of being newlyweds, but only the helplessness of being married again and again.
Ji-Qin suddenly starts to gain popularity, from an unknown singer in a restaurant to a hot idol superstar. He no longer stays by Mae Fang’s side, and the high wall of money and fame that has built up between the two of them, an unbreakable brick wall, makes it almost impossible for them to talk to each other smoothly.
On the day of his son’s birth, Ji Qin unexpectedly waited at the hospital for a day, and Mae Fang watched her lover gladly hold her newborn baby with a burst of indescribable joy in her heart.
“Can the child take the mother’s name first?”
But Ji Qin’s words made Mae Fang’s excitement drop to the freezing point. She knew what Ji Qin was trying to say. If an idolized superstar, who was about to enter the Asian Chinese circle, was found to be married and with a child, he would probably be unable to get back up again from the fall.
She was no longer in love with the selfish man in front of her, but she would endure any humiliation for her beloved flesh and blood.
With a clench of her teeth, she nodded her head : “Alright then, child, let’s call it Zhang Wei.”
The man seemed relieved and began happily teasing his baby boy in his arms.
Though well fed and clothed, Mae Fong is almost like a widowed mother raising her son on her own.
Ji Qin is becoming more and more popular and harder to see, only returning quietly to his luxuriously empty home to celebrate Zhang Wei’s birthday on his son’s birthday in the first few years.
Meifang had insisted on breastfeeding her son from the very beginning, and it was only when she was nursing her son that the feeling of her breasts swelling and filling up and the slight tingling of her son’s nipple teeth biting and sucking on the nipple made her forget about all the troubles in the world. When it was time for Zhang Wei to be weaned, she was almost a little reluctant to give up.
After dragging her feet for a long time, she wanted to reject her son, but Mae Fang couldn’t resist her baby boy’s expectant eyes, so she dragged her feet again and again, and on the day before Zhang Wei went to elementary school, he had to urge his son not to tell anyone about it, so that he wouldn’t become the laughing stock of his classmates.
When Zhang Wei was in the third grade, Mae Fang felt that she really shouldn’t indulge her son so endlessly, so she took him to an obstetrician and gynecologist.
“This child is insecure, just like many children who have a habit of wetting the bed or sucking their fingers.” The doctor reassured Mae Fang: “The only way is for you to wean him from the breast.”
Mae Fang didn’t do what the doctor said; it wasn’t just her own son who was insecure in this cool home with only two people. Back at home, she ripped open her sash and let her son suck contentedly for a long time.
From then on, whenever her son clamored for fragrant milk at home, Mae Fong would not hesitate to unbutton her shirt at any time and take her heartbroken baby boy into her arms.
However, as he grew up, Zhang Wei had his boyish reserve, and in the fifth and sixth grades, he only dared to pull open his mother’s nightgown in the dark when he was lying next to her after bedtime, and sucked on her delicate, smooth breasts. If he accidentally caught a glimpse of his mother’s corset or panties under her short skirt during the day, he would even shyly avert his eyes.
As Zhang Wei grows taller and more mature after high school, Mae Fang is hesitant to sleep in a separate room from her son. But she couldn’t bear to leave him, not to mention the fact that he only had a little time with her every day before she went to bed.
“It shouldn’t be anything.” Looking at her son, who was about to graduate from junior high school, she comforted herself in her heart.
So even though her son was already much taller and stronger than her, she continued to hold him in her arms in the darkness of the night. Especially in her mind, she couldn’t resist the marvelous sensation caused by her son squirming on her chest.
After all, she was only in her early thirties, and the beautiful young woman’s burning lust for loneliness could only be slightly relieved when her son finished sucking on her firm, high breasts.
One late night she awoke from a deep sleep only to see her son sitting up in a wretchedly busy state, and she twisted the light on to see and understand everything. In his sleep, the boy’s sticky semen, secreted for the first time in his long life, could not be restrained from shooting onto the boy’s own underwear.
She didn’t make a sound, kind of wanting to scoff as Mae Fang got up and grabbed a pair of clean underwear for her son to change into in the bathroom.
When he returned, his son was awkwardly silent.
A little bit of catching, she flirted and laughed and asked her son: “What’s the matter, just dreamed of which beauty ah?”
This can be their own son to ridicule to, Zhang Wei mumbled for a while, never lied to his mother’s he, stammered: “just dreamed and mom naked clothes together, you want me to quickly suck milk, sucking sucking, mom you suddenly hold me, I ejaculated.”
Mae Fang did not expect her son to answer this way, blushing, but could not take the words, but also a little heartbeat accelerated, had to pretend to be angry and said: “you this little kid, no big, no small, but also dare to dream of mom whimsical disrespectful, starting tomorrow you move to the guest room for me to sleep!”
Zhang Wei is still just a spoiled child, and when he heard that his mother was going to kick him out of his room, he was so anxious that he lost control of himself and said, “Mom, I won’t dare to dream about you anymore, so don’t kick me out, okay? Please!”
Mae Fang laughed out loud, “You don’t want to dream about your mom? Well, I’ve raised an ungrateful child, and I’ve loved you for so long for nothing.”
Zhang Wei also felt that his speech had a language problem, and couldn’t help but start laughing, Mae Fang saw her son laughing so happily, her heart warmed, and she couldn’t help but reach out and put her son in her arms, “Come on, good Wei Wei, let mommy give you a hug.”
Zhang Wei rolled into Mae Fang’s arms and pouted, “Mom, I want to eat fragrant milk.”
Mae Fang just felt her whole body rolling, and unzipping her nightgown, she pressed her son into her deep cleavage.
Zhang Wei didn’t know where the courage came from, and while sucking and licking his mother’s breasts, he reached out and started to pull off Mae Fang’s pajamas, which made her a little uneasy, but for some reason she didn’t resist her son’s actions.
For the first time in years, Mae Fang was naked in front of her son’s eyes in bright lights with only a sexy pair of boxers left on her entire body.
After sucking for a while, Zhang Wei suddenly turned off the light, and then restlessly probed his hand into Mae Fang’s lower panties. Mae Fang was almost dazed, but she could not help but slowly slip her hand inside her son’s already stretched panties.
Just as her fingers touched the all-too-familiar penis of her son, which was the first time she had ever held it in this way, Zhang Wei also traced his fingers into the depths of his mother’s dense grass, and both of them cried out with an almost simultaneous “Aah! Both of them cried out at the same time.
Mae Fang gently began to fondle the ripe shoots, while her son passionately and boldly explored his mother’s mysterious and tender slit underneath. The two pulled down each other’s panties, and as if to continue the dreamy scene, Mae Fang began to caress each other’s naked bodies with the same fervor as Zhang Wei. As if playing a game, mother and son rolled on top of each other and molested each other’s smooth bodies with abandon.
She didn’t have any lustful evil thoughts in her mind, just pleasantly enjoying the pleasure of being skin to skin with her son.
Zhang Wei also, after growing up and sucking for so long, it was also the first time that he held his mother’s high breasts and kneaded them so hard.
In the darkness, Mae Fang lifted up her ample breasts for her son to lick and kiss, and her rounded buttocks for him to boldly play with, and both of them couldn’t help but let out a yelping sound of satisfaction.
As Zhang Wei flirtatiously touched her all over her body, Mae Fang was honest enough to reach for her son’s body and tease him as well. Wherever her son’s hands touched and played, Mae Fang also touched and teased him. Even when Zhang Wei exaggeratedly straddled Mae Fang’s head and lewdly rubbed his lower body against Mae Fang’s cheeks, she just laughed and pushed her son down on the bed.
Together and laugh until nearly dawn, the two still have no tiredness.
Mae Fang was heartbroken for her son, and while Zhang Wei was trying to climb on top of her again, she rolled over and tackled her son to the ground, and then began to gently help him jerk off. Zhang Wei didn’t expect his mother to start moving so suddenly, and comfortably paralyzed on the bed at her mercy.
Mae Fang’s hands couldn’t stop fiddling with her son’s hardening cock, and Zhang Wei couldn’t stand the teasing, so under Mae Fang’s skillful guidance, a fountain of white creamy milk spilled out onto Mae Fang’s tender inner thighs and belly without hesitation.
She didn’t care at all, and casually wiped off the semen with her pajamas, then hugged Zhang Wei and said with a slight reproach: “Okay, bad son, if you don’t sleep, you won’t be able to go to class today!”
After the ejaculation of the little young man, and is excited and tired, snuggled in the arms of his mother, still want to play the hero, but he was a burst of drowsiness came, not a moment later, fell asleep in the arms of Meifang.
Looking at her son’s sleeping appearance, Mae Fang had mixed feelings in her heart, the whole night’s lingering, let her heart is sweet, and uneasy, after all, beside herself, is her own beloved flesh and blood, what will happen in the future, even in her heart is a piece of confusion.
Thinking about it, Mae Fang also drifted off to sleep.
Not two hours later, the alarm clock woke up the sleeping mother and son, Zhang Wei drowsily opened his eyes and said, “Am I dreaming now or is it true?”
Mae Fang couldn’t help but laugh at this and said, “Yes, yes, you’re still dreaming, get up and get ready for class!” It was only then that Zhang Wei really realized what was going on.
The little boy became unusually shy at dawn, and in Zhang Wei’s heart, although filled with attachment to his beautiful mother, he could not for a moment withstand such a significant and bizarre shock in one night. He quickly rushed out of bed, and then, in an almost evasive manner, put on his school uniform and left the house.
Mae Fang looked on, how could he not understand, he sighed lightly, only hoping that things would not get out of hand.
When Zhang Wei came home that night, mother and son continued to dine and watch TV as if nothing had happened, but the atmosphere was a little duller.
When it was time to go to bed, Zhang Wei was a little hesitant, but finally he lay down beside Mae Fang.
But this night, for the first time in over ten years, Zhang Wei did not snuggle into Mae Fang’s arms to sip his mother’s sweet-smelling breasts. Mae Fang was secretly saddened that perhaps she was really wrong about last night!
Without uttering a word, Mae Fang mused that perhaps she should organize the guest room and use it as her son’s new bedroom.
She didn’t tell her son about the idea, though; after all, in her mind, it was very upsetting to have to sleep in a separate room from him so abruptly.
From that day on, although they still slept together, Zhang Wei never touched Mae Fang again.
A month later, after finishing his final exams, my son was excited to go to summer camp with his classmates.
The two weeks had made Mae Fang miss her son, and the fact that she was alone in her room every night gave her an indescribable feeling of loneliness.
“Mom, I’m home!”
After waiting for a long time, Mae Fang finally waited for Zhang Wei to come back, after a two-week hiatus, her son was not only tanned, but also looked stronger and healthier.
Zhang Wei was so happy that he kept telling Mae Fang about the past two weeks, and Mae Fang was most happy that the mother-son relationship had returned to its former feeling.
And after going to bed at night, to Mae Fang’s surprise, Zhang Wei suddenly rolls over and unbuttons Mae Fang’s pajamas in the dark.
“Mom, I missed you so much.”
Zhang Wei no longer said anything more, familiar hot lips biting the young mother’s chest two already upturned breast peppers.
Mae Fang whimpered and began to moan, realizing that she had been inseparable from her son for a long time. She grabbed Zhang Wei’s hand and guided him to start rubbing her plump and tender bosom.
For the rest of the summer vacation, day and night, Mae Fang let her son claim her growing breasts and delicate bare skin whenever he wanted.
Just as midsummer was ending, Mae Fang gave Zhang Wei a taste of the sweetness of male-female intercourse, and her son a glimpse of his mother’s shyness and beauty as she enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh with abandon.
“Don’t tell anyone, okay?”
That evening, the soft afterglow of the setting sun shone into the romantic and enchanting bedroom.
Mae Fang shed her clothes with infinite tenderness, then threw her naked body into her son’s passionate embrace, as bits of pink sunlight spilling out of the window fell on the naked mother and son.
Like a young girl on her first night out, she trembled as she took her son’s furious cock inside her, and the next thing she knew, the frail, delicate mother’s body could only take and serve her baby boy’s ferocious thrusts with all her heart.
She gasped as she let Zhang Wei’s thick cock thrust inside her repeatedly, and she couldn’t stop shouting Zhang Wei’s name under her breath during the undulating waves.
In a trance, in the chaotic and metaphysical flooded universe, only the thick and heavy breathing of mother and son were intercommunicating.
The two of them made love almost without stopping, I don’t know how many times they did it, Zhang Wei’s short pauses every time made it too late for Mae Fang to even get back to her senses, she could only be in a state of ecstasy as she kept on matching her son’s wild rhythms to cater to him with all her might.
Within a few days, Zhang Wei was already leading Mae Fang to the pinnacle of carnal passion again and again, like an old horse that knows its way around.
Every day the house was filled with a joyful and sweet atmosphere, and the air was filled with gusts of lustful, prodigal laughter.
As soon as the naked Mae Fang and her son looked into each other’s eyes, they began to make love without stopping, spreading her legs in complete abandon, letting her son thrust his pussy wildly with abandon, even letting him cum all over his face to his heart’s content.
Mae Fong looks more and more charming with her ‘love’, and her son, like a cockerel, proudly parades his secret garden, which is not to be invaded by others.
That afternoon, Mae Fang was reclining in the sofa, her panties stripped down and thrown far away by her son, and a naked Zhang Wei had buried his face in the thick grass between Mae Fang’s legs and was licking and fingering his mother’s private parts with his tongue.
Mae Fang lovingly said: “Look at you this immodest look, in the past was only play with mom’s upper body, and now even want to play here, causing me to be uncomfortable, can not stand, just want to make love with you all day long!”
Zhang Wei raised his head and said playfully, “I just can’t stand mom!”
Meifang smiled sweetly, turned and rolled into Zhang Wei’s crotch: “I’ll make it unbearable for you too!” She opened her mouth and took her son’s cock into it.
In the sex game between mother and son, at first it was just Mae Fang who would swallow her son’s cum in her mouth without hesitation, and later it was Zhang Wei who kept sucking and swallowing Mae Fang’s flood of lustful water; the two of them now loved to play with each other’s sex organs until they had ejaculated in their mouths, and then exchanged their sticky bodily fluids in the middle of a passionate kiss.
Today it was obvious that Zhang Wei had a new idea, he sat up and admired his mother’s greedy licking action until he was about to explode, “Mom, don’t swallow it, feed it to me!” Zhang Wei moaned and shouted.
Mae Fang was also aroused to intense lust by her son’s words, and she resisted the urge to swallow her semen, slowly sliding a stream of the hot semen she held in her mouth into her son’s eager mouth.
Zhang Wei signaled his mother to spread her legs, which Mae Fong amusingly did, and then she understood her son’s game; in front of him, all Mae Fong had was boldness and lewdness, and there was no such thing as shame and bashfulness.
She half laid down and spread her pussy open, and Zhang Wei used his tongue to slowly inject the white thick cum into his mother’s wet hole. Mae Fang moaned with excitement as she pulled Zhang Wei up and furiously sucked the remaining cum from her son’s mouth into her mouth.
Zhang Wei pressed down on Mae Fang, the sticky and slippery cum allowed his cock to enter his mother smoothly, he gasped and started to undulate, Mae Fang’s mesmerized eyes were full of love and compassion, but she was being teased by her son to the point that she was panting, and her flirtatious body kept on squirming and writhing.
“Vicky… you’re so strong… mom… mmm… love you so much…!”
“Mom… me too… you… are so slutty… so beautiful…”
Zhang Wei pushed in repeatedly, making Mae Fang gasp underneath him, and the springtime of the young man and the young woman stayed in their beautiful world, never slipping away…
When he enters high school, Zhang Wei takes on the role of the man of the house, especially in his bedroom, where no one is allowed to sleep at night.
He was always light and playful, ripping the sexy, playful bodice off of his mother’s body.
“Don’t take it off yet!”
Mae Fong, in the darkness of the night, is at this point playing the role of just a pliable and well-behaved little wife.
She obediently undid the bonds of her clothing, as she had undone all the moral and ethical restraints in the world, and then curled tamely into the arms of her son’s husband.
His madness makes her orgasmic, his softness makes her dizzy, and his tiredness makes her obsessed.
The two of them had almost forgotten the existence of the other man, except for the fact that they saw “him” on TV again.
The time of the lace.
Zhang Wei and his mother only refer to him as “he” because he, an international superstar, no longer deserves to be called a father. What’s more, the more sensational the rumors, the more “he” becomes a sexy idol to be worshipped by everyone.
The mother and son in front of the TV, expressionless, watching the screen, a past actress is and ten-year-old daughter tearfully accusing “he” has defiled molested mother and daughter two successive.
Zhang Wei mounted Mae Fang with a vengeance, and the noise of the TV was like a sea of voices. As “he” appeared in front of the camera, emphasizing his innocence, Zhang Wei was riding Mae Fang like a wild animal, and she was letting out obscene and satisfying cries in response, as if mother and son were going to perform a most unpleasant show in front of “him” ironically. It’s as if mother and son are trying to put on a most unpleasant show in front of “him” in a satirical manner.
As the news was coming to an end, Zhang Wei pulled out his penis before the climax and quickly pushed it into Mae Fang’s mouth, and at the moment when his son’s thick pulp spewed into his mouth, tears slowly dripped down from the corners of Mae Fang’s eyes…