Romance on the Sea (3) (Urban Life Adult Novel)

2. Mom’s worries are as heavy as water

In the afternoon, as soon as Editor-in-Chief Luo called, Xiaochuan rushed to Huang Jinrong's Huang Family Garden in Caohejing.

It was not until late at night, after a reconciliation banquet, that he took a rickshaw along Xiafei Road and headed home.

The tall sycamore trees blocked the light of the street lamps, and the driver was trotting.

In the distance, beside Jing'an Temple, the neon lights of the Paramount flashed with changing fluorescence, and a faint sound of music could be heard:

"Night Shanghai, Night Shanghai, you are also a city that never sleeps, the lights are on, ... singing and dancing are in full swing.

Drunk, reckless, wasting my youth..."

Arriving at the entrance of the alley, Xiaochuan sent the driver away. He looked up and saw that the lights in the alley were dim and everyone was rushing to get out.

Sleepy.

"ah……"

Xiaochuan yawned deeply and said, "I'm so tired! Wash your face and feet quickly and go to bed."

The house was also dark.

Mom and little sister are probably all asleep!

Xiaochuan didn't even turn on the light. He threw his briefcase on the eight-immortal table in the living room and tiptoed to the kitchen behind.

Walk away.

The light was turned on with a "click!", but Xiaochuan was startled by a scream of "Wow!"

Jump.

Under the dim light, the small kitchen was filled with moisture, like wisps of gauze floating in the air.

A snow-white body was turning quickly through the veil, holding its chest.

"You scared me to death, it's you!"

It turned out that my mother was taking a bath.

Ailan let out a long sigh: "Why did you come in so quietly?"

Seeing that it was her son, Ailan lowered her arms from covering her chest and used a towel to cover her lower body.

The critical place.

Ogawa glanced at his mother's body, then quickly lowered his eyes, unable to help his heart pounding.

Half of it was because I was really frightened just now, and half of it was because I couldn't help but be moved by my mother's naked body.

Although my mother is already a grandmother, she is still young because she and I both got married and had children at an early age.

Thirty-six years old.

Women in Jiangnan, especially those from wealthy families, are good at maintaining themselves, and my mother's figure is still extremely beautiful.

Wonderful: round shoulders, arms like tender lotus roots, a pair of big and firm breasts, trembling as if they were freshly peeled chicken breasts.

The tender flesh on her head and the two bright red nipples looked like grapes waiting to be picked; her slender waist seemed like it could be broken by the wind, and her wide

The wide hips are connected to the slender and plump long legs...

There was a strange feeling in my heart, and my lower body also had a strange reaction, but Xiaochuan kept apologizing.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't hear anything just now, so I came in. I... I'm

go out. You wash slowly. ”

"Forget it," Ailan stared at her beloved son carefully for a few seconds, then turned her back to her son and sat back in the bathtub.

"I just wanted to soak for a while. That's why I didn't say anything."

Xiaochuan was still a little embarrassed, so he turned around and said, "I'm going out. Call me when you're done."

"Can you help me wipe my back when you come? Mom is old and her hands and feet are not flexible. It is not convenient to wipe my back."

"Isn't this... inconvenient?"

Although Xiaochuan really wanted to appreciate his mother's mature naked body again, his mother's request still frightened him.

He began to stutter.

"What are you afraid of? You crawled out of your mother's belly, not a wild man from outside! Besides, you

The child is already grown up, and it’s not the first time he has seen a naked woman. Are you still afraid that your mother will eat you? ”

Xiaochuan calmed down, took off his coat, hung it on the hook behind the kitchen door, and then pulled a small stool over.

, and sat down behind my mother.

Ailan handed over a piece of loofah tendons.

Xiaochuan glanced at his mother's round breasts from under her armpits, and then silently took them from her hands.

I used the loofah to rub my mother's back.

Caressing his mother's white and smooth skin, Xiaochuan praised from the bottom of his heart: "Mom, your skin is so good!"

. Its skin is even smoother and smoother than that of a 20-year-old girl. You just said you are old. ”

"Little devil, your lips are turning upside down! You are so frivolous!

Girl) came to your mother? ”

"Mom..."

Xiaochuan held his mother's smooth and soft shoulders with one hand, and held the loofah tendons along the spine with the other hand,

Meiyu rubbed his back and said, "I really didn't say anything nonsense. Look, your skin is so white and smooth. I recognize it.

None of the girls I know has skin as good as yours. ”

Ailan rubbed her son so comfortably.

She closed her eyes, enjoying her son's rare service, and couldn't help rubbing her son's penis up and down.

He hummed softly, "... um... a little to the side... yes, yes... how many women have you seen?

Skin? Just like that...ah...here...ok...besides, the skin on my back has always been under the clothes,

Maybe it's better than a girl in her twenties exposing herself. Do you say so? ”

Xiaochuan was a little unconvinced, so he put down the loofah and stroked his mother's shoulder blades with both palms.

Go: "Mom, what I see is not the skin on my face and hands that is exposed, yes, quack (indeed

)'s skin underneath the girl's clothes. ”

When her son's broad and gentle hand touched her back, Ailan's muscles couldn't help but tighten.

I felt it was inappropriate, but I couldn’t bear to refuse: “It’s Simalu (now Fuzhou Road in Shanghai, it used to be a brothel)

The 'Changsan' (Changsan Hall was a high-class brothel on Sima Road, so it was always referred to as 'Changsan' at that time)

A term for high-end prostitutes) or a lady from Paramount? Comparing your mother with that kind of woman? ”

"Mom, don't you know what kind of person your son is? Why would I go to a place like Simalu?!

Even if you go to Paramount, you can always bring your own women to dance. ”

Ailan felt a sour feeling in her heart and curled her lips: "Humph! You are too outrageous.

Mom is compared to your mistress. ”

The mother and son chatted so much that it no longer seemed like a conversation between a mother and son, but rather a flirtation between a man and a woman.

.

Especially Ailan's coquettishness made Xiaochuan feel that his mother Ailan was his lover.

Sleep.

His heart was moved, and he tightened his hands that were caressing Ailan's waist and hugged his naked mother into his arms: "Mom,

Mom, Ira (they) are my girlfriends, don’t talk about mistresses. But anyway, they don't have one

Better than you..."

"If I don't marry you, then I'll sleep with you. If not a mistress, then what is it?"

Ailan's eyes were also a little dazed, "How many mistresses...girlfriends do you have?"

She struggled for a few times, then relaxed herself and leaned her wet back in her son's arms.

Xiaochuan couldn't help hugging his mother's naked body, rubbing her flat and soft belly with his hands.

Touching: "It's a lot. This is your son's ability."

"No matter how great your ability is, it's useless if no one is willing to marry you."

Ailan leaned her head on her son's shoulder and spoke with a slight breath.

"None of them has a face as beautiful as yours, hair as long as yours, and a waist as thin as yours.

Such delicate skin, such big, round...breasts..."

"You're going to die, let me go, where are you touching?"

Ailan then realized that one of her son's hands was rubbing her breasts back and forth, and she hurriedly tried to push his hand away.

The devil's hand.

"Mom, I'm your son."

Xiaochuan pushed his mother's hand away and said, "I have always touched this place since I was a child, and I often sucked it with my mouth."

Ailan's breathing quickened as her son touched her: "Don't do this. You are in your early twenties now.

My son is three years old. Don’t touch mom here anymore. ”

"I am still your son. From the time you gave birth to me when you were fifteen until now, I will always be your son.

What's wrong with where mom feeds him? ”

As he spoke, Ogawa covered one of his mother's breasts with both hands and rubbed it gently.

Ailan resisted for a while, but finally had to acknowledge her son.

But she still wanted to maintain her motherly dignity: "Okay, I'll hold you for a while. But...

To touch...somewhere else...somewhere else. ”

"Somewhere else? Where is mom?"

"I won't talk to you anymore," Ailan desperately grabbed her son's hand that was trying to move downwards, "The more you talk, the more I hate you.

It's become like this. Okay, just hold mom for a while...that's all. ”

Holding his mother in this way, kneading her full and elastic breasts, Xiaochuan couldn't help himself.

.

He turned around, bit his mother's earlobe on his shoulder and began to suck gently.

Ailan's face was already flushed.

I just wanted my son to rub my back, how could this happen?

I just felt that every sweet word and every gentle action of my son filled my heart with

With a vague desire, I felt that every crack in my heart was ironed and smoothed by my son's warmth...

Are you thinking about a man?

I want a man's shoulders, a man's embrace, a man's big hands, a man's...

However, Ogawa's father has passed away for ten years, and she has never fallen in love with any man!

But today my heart was touched by my son?

Xiaochuan kissed his mother's tender and hot cheeks, pinched her round and swollen breasts, but he had no thoughts in his heart.

Any distracting thoughts.

I just feel that the woman in my arms is not only my biological mother, but also a beautiful young woman with a spring in her heart.

, just like his lovers, needs his gentle caress.

At the age of 17, he married his wife, to whom he had been engaged since childhood, at the behest of his mother.

The following year, his wife died of scarlet fever after giving birth to their daughter, Li Ting.

At this time, he joined a tabloid in which his family owned shares.

With his talent, Ogawa became a famous sharpshooter in the newspaper industry before he was 20 years old, and also won

The hearts of many women.

Among his lovers, there were colleagues at the newspaper, mistresses of tycoons, actresses he had interviewed, and small stars, but he never

I have never thought about my own mother.

Although my mother is so beautiful, she is the one who gave birth to me and raised me.

But today is a little different...

Without giving his mother time to think, he resorted to his tried-and-true flirting tactics.

My mother's cheeks are so smooth, and her red lips must be even more delicate.

Without hesitation, he pressed his lips against his mother's red lips.

Ailan closed her eyes and let her son do whatever he wanted.

But when her son's tongue squeezed into her teeth and teased her tongue, she felt a sense of pleasure she had never tasted before.

But she was suddenly awakened by the sleep.

“No, no…”

Ailan suddenly struggled out of her son's arms and jumped out of the bathtub dripping with water.

The tender, round big butt was exposed in front of her son.

Xiaochuan was shocked. How could his mother, who had just been so docile and allowed himself to flirt with her, react so violently?

strong?

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Ailan's body twitched, and she lowered her head and sighed: "Xiaochuan, I... I... After all,

She is your mother, not your mistress...girlfriend...don't treat your mother like this..."

Ogawa was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something, but was still speechless.

After a while, he picked up the towel and said, "Mom, sit down. You'll catch a cold if you keep standing."

"…Forget it. I basically finished washing it before you came back."

Xiaochuan soaked the towel in hot water and wrung out the water: "Then, let me help you dry it."

Ailan suddenly turned around and faced her son: "Xiaochuan, don't... do that to me... again. Mom...

I can't stand it! After all...after all, I am your mother. ”

Xiaochuan tried hard not to stare at his mother's dark triangle, nodded, spread out the towel and started

Wipe mom's body.

Ailan was a little afraid to face her handsome son, so she closed her eyes and let him do whatever he wanted.

Mom's shoulders feel a little cold.

Drops of water flowed down his neck and shoulder blades.

The intimacy just now had messed up my mother's hair, which was scattered behind her head and on her chest. Some of her long hair covered

The nipple.

Xiaochuan lifted up his mother's long hair that hung in front of her chest and gently pushed it behind Ailan.

Ailan's body couldn't help but tremble.

Xiaochuan wiped the towel on the mother's chest. The two huge breasts were still shining in the dim light.

White light.

The snow-white towel separated the son's palm from his mother's breast with a thin layer.

But Xiaochuan still clearly felt that his mother's two full and elastic flesh hills were hard and firm.

The nipples kept trembling with the mother's rapid breathing.

Xiaochuan didn't dare to stay for long. He quickly wiped it dry and then applied it to his mother's armpits.

After wiping the mother's warm and flat belly without a trace of fat, Xiaochuan's hand began to move to below the navel. Ailan

With a red face, she stopped her son and said in a mosquito-like voice: "No... let Mommy do it herself. You...

...You help Mommy wipe her back..."

Ogawa turned behind his mother in silence.

The moisture there had long been absorbed by his shirt, leaving only the lower back and buttocks that had been in the water just now.

There are traces of water left.

After gently wiping his mother's upper body, Ogawa moved his towel-wrapped hand to his mother's buttocks.

As he was rubbing along the round curve, Xiaochuan noticed that his mother's butt moved, and a streak of white quickly came out from

A flash of light appeared in the crack of my mother's buttocks.

He couldn't help but feel a little moved, "Mom is wiping her... vagina..."

The lust that had just been suppressed by my mother suddenly flared up again, and the swollen penis made my pants stand out.

Build a taller tent.

Unable to resist, he pulled his mother into his arms again.

Ailan was torn between her conscience and her desires, and she felt like she had a little deer jumping around non-stop.

My son's rapid breathing is in my ears, my son's masculine breath is on my cheeks, and my son's broad hands are on my back.

My son’s big, hot hands were on my chest and abdomen.

Although the son's hand was not on her breasts at this time, the buttocks of her lower body were hard against her.

A long, thick thing...

"No...if you keep going like this, I'll go crazy...having sex with my son...this is incest, I'll be struck by lightning.

, being called a "bastard"... the rotten three-fresh soup... the things burned by heavenly fire..."

Finally, she made up her mind and gently pushed her son away: "Help Mom get the bathrobe. I've washed it.

..."

Looking at his mother's hurried back, Xiaochuan couldn't help but be dazed.

I have been looking at my mother's back for at least twenty years. Why does it move me so much tonight?

After all, mom is mom!

No matter how beautiful your mother is, she is the one who gave birth to you and raised you!

It is a blasphemy to have sexual impulses towards my mother's body!

With a nervous mood, Xiaochuan poured out his mother's bath water, poured some hot water from the thermos, and scrubbed her

After some discussion, he packed up and went upstairs.

I don’t know what the outcome of the confrontation between sexual desire and reason will be, but Ogawa’s mind is in a mess.

He didn't know what he was thinking. Ogawa felt empty and restless inside.

When he got to his room, he took off his clothes, changed into pajamas, and lay down on the bed, but he felt bored again.

He sat up, then fell down again; then fell down, then sat up again.

After doing this several times, Ogawa cursed: "Fuck him! I am the only one who can handle this situation now.

(What’s wrong with me today)? ”

So he simply got up and paced back and forth in the room.

"Forget it, let's go check on how our daughter is sleeping."

Just after walking a few steps out of the corridor, he slapped his head and said, "Look at my memory. Didn't Tingting go to kindergarten today?"

Have you enrolled in daycare? ”

So he turned around and walked back, but found a ray of light coming through his sister Xiaojuan's door.

"Sister, how can you not sleep so late?"

Ogawa pushed open the half-open door and asked.