Chapter 2
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, rubbed his face, and headed for school.
School life is actually very interesting, studying, bragging, teasing female classmates... I soon became addicted to it.
I can be said to be focused or heartless. I am easily attracted by the things in front of me, and other things are easily put aside. So, it is actually very simple for me to divert my abnormal desire for my mother. Just don't live with her. No matter how beautiful my mother is, if she is not with me, I will easily be attracted by other things. But if we live together, there is no way. I said that I am easily attracted by the things in front of me, and my mother's beauty always appears in front of me.
I had a fight yesterday and the news spread throughout the class today. During break, I excitedly boasted about yesterday's story to my friends.
"At that time, I used the Wind God Kick and kicked him eight feet away. Then I chased the wind in the wind, following his retreating body, and then I used the Tathagata Worshipping Buddha move and hit him directly on the head. Tsk tsk..."
"Master Zhang, please cut him in the middle..." My buddy Zhao Fei was very considerate.
"You don't understand, this is a fight between two masters..." He was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"Master Zhang, when were you the best in Tianjin?" The speaker was a female classmate in the class named Zhou Yiyi. She was very pretty, with short hair, and studied street dancing. She was very heroic, but she was usually a bit carefree.
Her tone was a little sarcastic, but I didn't pay attention to it. I just answered her in line with her mood: "Today, today."
"Today? Zhang Weifeng, you mean you are going to grab my plate again today, right?" Zhou Yiyi rolled her eyes.
She seemed to be next to me yesterday, but I really didn't notice whose plate I snatched. After all, I was a little scared at the time, so I left in a hurry after beating the person.
"Hey, it's your plate. Sorry, I didn't notice it at that time. I'll treat you to dinner another day." "Someday" means forget it. Although she is good-looking, she is not my type. She acts like a man all day long. She is not as attractive as my mother.
"Don't do it for another day. You were very manly when you beat me up. What? Do you want to deny it now? Let me tell you, I was hungry the whole afternoon yesterday." Zhou Yiyi obviously knew the whole situation.
"Okay, then at noon today, I will let the whole world know that the school cafeteria is contracted by you." I didn't take it seriously. It's just a meal. The key point is that I like girls with long hair. Long flowing hair looks so feminine.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you just sent me to the cafeteria?" Zhou Yiyi's heroic little face was filled with sarcasm.
"Yeah, you lunatic! People were enjoying their meal, but you threw the plate away. I'm afraid they won't be able to get through the meal in the cafeteria." The little fat guy Zhao Fei enjoyed watching the fun.
Provoke me, hey, I really fall for it. I tilted my head and looked at Zhou Yiyi, smiling, "Okay, then you tell me what to do."
The girl smiled like a mouse that had successfully stolen oil, "Hey, I finally caught it. It's Sunday at noon, at Yuanda Plaza, there's a seafood buffet."
I couldn't hold on to my smile. I knew that seafood buffet in Yuanda was over 100 yuan per person, so for two people that was nearly 400 yuan, which was my pocket money for more than a month. They were not trying to eat my food, they were trying to drink my blood. But the words had already been spoken, and everyone around was laughing at me, so I couldn't go back on my word.
"Okay, seafood buffet." I gritted my teeth.
Zhou Yiyi looked at my ferocious expression and said cheerfully, "Oh, Brother Feng is quite rich. I just said that casually. Now that you said it, I can't not give you face, right? It's settled then."
The fat guy Zhao Fei was still making trouble nearby: "Crazy, why don't you invite me? You can't put women before friends."
"Get lost. You can't even lose weight in the cafeteria, and you still want to eat at the seafood buffet. Are you worthy of it?" I'm used to joking with him, so I say whatever I want.
Zhao Fei was not angry, he smiled and said: "Why am I not worthy? Oh~~~ I know, I disturbed Brother Feng and Sister Yi's date. Of course I am not worthy."
Zhou Yiyi was indeed a very good person. She didn't get angry when the little fat boy teased her. She smiled and retorted: "Not bad, not bad. You are very self-aware."
In just a few words, the matter was settled. But poor my wallet, I have to live a tight life again.
Until I got home from school in the afternoon, I still didn't understand why I was so obsessed with face? Can't I just treat her to a canteen? After thinking for a long time, it was because of Zhou Yiyi. Although I was not very interested in her, it was not realistic to say that I had no interest at all. But I really couldn't bear to spend a month's living expenses for this little interest. In the final analysis, as a man, you can't lose face in front of a beautiful woman.
I pondered all the way until I was almost home when I realized that this was not right. The key point now was: how did my mother react after yesterday? I didn't care about the other mess.
When I opened the door, my mother had indeed come home and was sitting on the sofa watching TV.
"Mom, I'm back." I quietly observed my mother's expression and didn't notice anything unusual.
"You're back, Xiaofeng." Mom said as if nothing had happened. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? I made you some soup, which is warming up on the stove."
I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm actually a little hungry. I'll go eat something first." The high school cafeteria didn't have much oil, so I often went home for a snack.
I went to the bathroom and sure enough, it was clean and the clothes were gone. You know, clothes at home used to be left there for two or three days.
The atmosphere at home was a little silent at night. During dinner, I saw my mother often had an expression of wanting to say something but not being able to, and I was secretly proud of myself. My mother was traditional in character and had a thin skin. She would never tell her son about such things.
I don't think she would have dared to tell my dad. What? Your son got hard while massaging me, and then used my stockings to masturbate? And he ended up cumming all over my stockings?
After finishing my homework, I walked out of the room and my mother had already returned to her room. She never came so early before. She would chat with me every day, asking about my studies and work. I would joke with her and occasionally give her a massage. Of course, these are the results of my hard work in the past two years.
I went to the bathroom to wash up, but there was nothing in it. I looked at the washing machine, which was also empty. It seemed that everything had been put into the room.
Now, stockings, underwear, massage, chatting... everything is gone.
But I'm not in a hurry, really not.
After washing up, I looked at my mother's closed door and walked to the shoe cabinet in the hallway. I took out a pair of 5cm stilettos, black patent leather, which looked pretty good. My mother has an academic conference tomorrow, and she doesn't have many high heels, so she will definitely wear this pair to the meeting.
I put my nose into the shoe. Different from the light smell of silk stockings, there was a slight smell of sweat and acid, mixed with a strong smell of leather. I inhaled it into my body and hit my mind. My penis was also gushing with blood at this time, and it stood up instantly. I put my penis into my mother's high heels and moved it gently. To be honest, it was not comfortable, but more of a psychological satisfaction for my foot fetish.
Since they were not as smooth and easy to masturbate as stockings, I took the high heels back to the room, took out my cell phone, found some of my treasured mother-son novels, and slowly started masturbating.
I lay on my side on the bed, placed one of my mother's high-heeled shoes between my mouth and nose, and the other next to my penis. I held the mobile phone in my left hand and began to slowly masturbate with my right hand.
I greedily absorbed the rich scent of my mother's high heels, and my right hand began to gradually accelerate.
Mom, didn't you take all the stockings? How about I cum in your shoes?
Mom, why don't you use your little feet to clamp my dick? How about I fuck your high heels?
Mom, why don't you let my cock fuck your tits? Why don't you let me slap your face with my cock? Why don't you use your stocking feet to catch my cum?
I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and lick the inside of my mother's high heels. It was a little salty, and my right hand moved faster and faster. Mom, this is where you put your feet. I'm going to cum in your high heels. I want your feet to be soaked in my semen...
"Hmm~~~" I groaned, and a large stream of thick semen shot into my mother's high heels, stream after stream. ...
I wiped my glans clean with paper and lay on the bed to rest for a while. Then I put my mother's high heels back to their original place, but I still didn't clean up the semen in the shoes.
It doesn’t matter if she finds out, this is exactly my purpose. After putting away the stockings, can you also put so many shoes into the room?
It's better if she doesn't find out. It's exciting to think about my mother's white feet stepping on my dirty semen. Besides, as long as it happens more often, she will find out. Then, mother, what will you do now?
My heart was pounding and I fell into a deep sleep thinking about my mother's beautiful body.
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The next day at school, nothing happened except studying. I just got to know Zhou Yiyi better. Before, I was just an ordinary classmate who would occasionally joke with me. Today, during the physical education class, she saw me sweating profusely, so she specially offered me some water. In her words, "You are the one who is going to treat me to a big meal, so you are my buddy. Is it strange that I am nice to my buddy?"
This girl is weird, is she in love with me? Although she is not my type, I am not against her because she is so pretty. Of course, I am joking. Although her personality is a bit like a boy, she is pretty and can dance hip-hop. How cool! There are a lot of people who like her openly or secretly, and I have nothing to do with it.
When I got home from evening self-study, my mother was still alone. My father would be home the day after tomorrow.
"Mom, I'm back." Why do I feel like I'm going to the battlefield every time I go home these days?
Mom didn't answer, and I was shocked. She was really angry. I observed silently, and sure enough, the high heels had been touched. It seemed that Mom had already found out. I just didn't know if Mom was wearing them.
I took a quick glance and saw that my mother's face looked indifferent, like the calm before the storm.
"Zhang Weifeng, come here." Mom looked puzzled.
I stood obediently in front of my mother, lowered my head and said nothing.
"Pa." With a sudden crisp sound, I was slapped hard in the face.
"Zhang Weifeng, you are so brave." My mother stared at me with angry eyes.
I was stunned by the slap. My parents had never hit me since junior high school, let alone slapping me. I covered my slapped face with my hands. I said nothing, but my heart was filled with panic. I didn't expect my mother to react so strongly.
"Are you still a human being? Zhang Weifeng, tell me, are you still a human being? Tell me, what did you do?" In my mother's eyes, besides anger, there was also deep disappointment. "Speak up, what's wrong, are you embarrassed? Aren't you usually very talkative? Speak!"
I still said nothing. What could I say? Say that I masturbated with your stockings and shoes? I had the nerve to do such a thing, but now I am really embarrassed to say it out loud.
"What on earth are you thinking about all day long? I was wondering why your grades are getting worse and worse. Are you thinking about all those messed up things all day long? And you can't concentrate. I don't think you can concentrate. I didn't realize you were so abnormal before..." Mom scolded me for a long time. Seeing that I didn't say anything, she snorted coldly, "Huh, why don't you say anything? Do you still feel embarrassed? Why didn't you feel embarrassed when you did it? Huh?"
"Mom, I'm sorry." I replied weakly.
This sentence successfully ignited my mother's anger again. She narrowed her eyes and said, "What's the use of saying sorry? Why did I give birth to such a pervert like you? You must become a rapist to be content, right? I tell you..." She scolded me for a long time, but I didn't listen. I was trying hard to pretend to cry, but unfortunately, I couldn't hold it back for a long time. Except for the slap in the face at the beginning, which made me a little panic, the other reactions were all expected.
I couldn't cry, so I had to pretend to be pitiful. When my mother scolded me until her mouth was dry, I weakly replied, "Mom, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Please don't be angry."
Mom took a sip of water and took a deep breath. "Okay, Zhang Weifeng, you said there won't be a next time. If I find out again, I will beat you to death."
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In the next few days, my mother was dressed tightly at home and didn't talk to me. It was obvious that she wanted to teach me a profound lesson. When my father came back, he asked me how I had offended her. I didn't dare to say anything, so I could only vaguely say that it was because of the fight we had before.
Time flies and it is Sunday. My mother is still angry with me. I dare not step on the landmine. Let's leave it alone for now. The second step of the plan still needs time to develop.
"Dad, I'm going out. My classmates asked me to go out and play. I won't be back for lunch."
"Okay, come back early." My dad doesn't care about me much. He has enough to worry about with the company's affairs. When he gets home, he usually watches TV and plays chess.
"All you do is play all day long. Your academic performance is so poor. What's the point of playing? You are not allowed to go out." My mother obviously disliked me.
"Mom, I got along better with my classmates before." I said weakly.
"It's okay. It's a rare weekend. My son is usually very serious." My father persuaded me. I usually study very hard, but as for my grades, it's not time for improvement yet.
"Male or female classmates?" My father asked. My mother didn't want to be too critical. She still gave my father face in front of me.
"Male classmate, Lin Shiyun, you know him." I said without hesitation. Lin Shiyun is also a friend of Zhao Fei and me. He is quite handsome, but a little introverted. His academic performance is very good. My mother has no objection to me playing with him.
"Okay, go ahead." Dad made the final decision.
As soon as I closed the door, I could faintly hear my mother's voice in the living room: "Zhang Yongren, just spoil him. You've spoiled him to such a state."
I was shocked, thinking that my mother wouldn't really tell my father about this, so I quickly put my ear to the security door.
"What's the matter? Hasn't Xiaofeng always been very obedient?" This was Dad's voice, and it sounded much weaker than when I was there just now.
"How come he is so bad at studying even though he is obedient? He may not even be able to get into college. He will have to beg for food in the future." Mom was furious. Fortunately, she was not complaining.
"I see he's doing his homework very seriously. You can give him more tutoring," the father consoled.
"He never comes to ask me, so how can I tutor him? How would I know which questions he doesn't understand? Besides, he has already returned all the high school knowledge to the teacher. I don't even know if what I'm saying is right." Mom's voice gradually faded.
Seeing that I couldn’t hear anything new, I quietly left and went to Yuanda Plaza.
"Where are they?" Send a message to Zhou Yiyi.
"Game center on the 4th floor."
Well, this girl Zhou Yiyi, her name sounds very delicate, but her hobbies are like those of a real man.
When I found her, she was dancing on a dance machine. Her movements were crisp and concise. Her thin body seemed to have an indescribable sense of strength. To be honest, she was very cool.
I was a little moved when I saw it, just like what Eason Chan sang in the song "The Servant Under the Skirt", I was moved for a few seconds for each person. Maybe all men are like this, and I just made the same mistake that all men make.
After the dance, I said hello.
"Come on, let's dance together." She panted slightly, her face slightly red, and she pushed back her short hair that was not even shoulder-length. Her eyes were filled with an unconcealable brightness.
"Forget it, I don't know how to do that. Just let me watch you dance, it's quite pleasing to the eyes." I refused without hesitation and embarrassed myself.
Hearing this, she picked up her coat and threw me a box of coins. "Forget it, I'm a little tired too. Let's go play games."
I hadn't played in the game center for a while, so I enthusiastically played with her on various game machines. She was straightforward and it was quite comfortable to get along with her. My skills were slightly better than hers, but she was not convinced and insisted on beating me.
After finally beating me in a fighting game, she clapped her hands together and said triumphantly, "Ha, garbage."
"Yeah, I don't know which rubbish has been losing all the time." I sneered.
She showed an air of disdain: "Humph, in the end I won anyway."
"Don't want to play anymore?" I had fun too.
"No more playing, let's have a big meal." Her face was full of anticipation.
I don’t really like buffets because I’m lazy and don’t want to cook anything myself, but Zhou Yiyi enjoyed the meal very much.
After eating and drinking, Zhou Yiyi lazily asked, "Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"
"Let's go home and study." I've been acting like a quail at home lately and don't dare to go home too late.
"Then accompany me to enjoy the breeze."
The spring breeze in March was pleasant. We each had a cup of milk tea, chatted casually, and slowly walked to the park.
We found a bench to sit down, stopped chatting, and quietly enjoyed the afternoon.
"Zhang Weifeng."
"Hmm?" I turned and looked at Zhou Yiyi.
"How about being my boyfriend?" Her face was slightly red and she looked at me expectantly.
It was so sudden, I was stunned by a straight ball. Of course I have feelings for her, but they are not strong. I want to reject her, but I am reluctant to do so. I want to agree, but I am unwilling to do so. After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. I am trying to win over my mother and I really don’t have the energy to talk about love with a little girl.
After a moment's silence, I asked, "Are you serious?"
"Well, I like you. I have liked you since a long time ago." Her expression seemed a little stubborn.
Really? Why didn't I feel it... After hesitating for a moment, I decided to tell the truth: "Zhou Yiyi, you are a very good girl." Hearing this, she pursed her lips slightly, tears began to well up in her eyes, and she looked like she was about to cry.
I continued, "I admit that I am a little moved by you, but it's just a feeling. I have been moved by many girls, and I don't want to be unfair to you."
"I don't want fairness, I just want you." Her little face was full of stubbornness, and tears were silently sliding down her face.
I was silent again. What was so good about me that she liked me so much? I really didn't want to hurt this cool girl, so I reorganized my words: "What I mean is that I am very fickle and I like beautiful women when I see them. I am not worthy of your love."
"So do you think I'm not pretty?" Zhou Yiyi raised her little face, still refusing to admit defeat.
I said helplessly, "I'm just color blind, not blind, how could I think you're not beautiful."
Zhou Yiyi burst out laughing and asked in surprise, "Are you color blind?"
I'm just slightly color blind, and I'm exaggerating just to change the subject.
"Yes, I am red and green color blind and can't tell the difference between red and green at all, so, actually I am a disabled person." I started to talk nonsense. The girl was a nice person and it was fun to get along with her. I didn't want to make our relationship awkward.
"No way?" Zhou Yiyi was a little bit incredulous.
"Not only that, I'm a pervert." I am actually a pervert inside, a pervert who wants to have sex with my mother.
"Ah?" Zhou Yiyi was a little confused.
"Do you know what my hobby is?"
"Reading, playing games, swimming."
Eh... No, how did you know that... I pretended not to understand: "Yes, that's right, but do you know what my real hobby is?"
"What is it?" Zhou Yiyi asked stupidly.
"Watching adult movies and reading pornographic novels." I spread my hands and said, "See, this is who I am."
"Ah?" Although Zhou Yiyi usually has a boyish personality, she couldn't help blushing at this moment.
"Think about it, I can't see red and green, so I can only look at yellow more often. I have to add some color to my life, right?" I started talking nonsense again.
She smiled for a while with a red face, then suddenly leaned towards me, raised her red face, and with an inexplicable look in her eyes, she asked softly:
"Well, you've seen so much, do you want to give it a try?"
Holy shit! My face turned red and my heart beat violently. Although I have a lot of theoretical experience, I am still a beginner. How can I stand up to such a challenge? My mouth was dry and I opened my mouth but didn't say anything.
Her face got closer and closer to me, and she breathed sweetly, "So, will you be my boyfriend?"
I admit that I was taken advantage of. Which man could resist such temptation? Seeing her mouth getting closer and closer, I couldn't help but kiss her.
She responded clumsily and fiercely, sucking everything greedily. I stretched out my tongue without any instruction and entered her lips to stir wantonly. Her clever little tongue instantly wrapped around me, entangled with me, inseparable...
The blood in my lower body was inevitably gushing out, but I suppressed my inner restlessness and held her with both hands without moving. There was only the exchange of words between the two of us, and the passion was surging.
After a long time, their lips parted.
I looked into her eyes and said, "Zhou Yiyi, don't regret it."
"I'm just afraid that you'll regret it." She said bluntly.
Then, we both laughed at the same time.
"Why do you like me?" I was a little curious. I didn't think there was anything good about me. I didn't inherit too many genes from my mother. I could only say that I was pretty good-looking, but not particularly handsome.
"I don't know, I just like it." She smiled brightly, and the sunlight shining on her fair little face looked like an exquisite painting.
I suddenly felt a little ashamed of myself, and unconsciously recited a poem I wrote before:
"Why does the bright moon also shine on me, its bright light falling into the mud." I wrote this poem with a strong sense of guilt towards my mother. It is surprisingly appropriate to use it here today.
"What do you mean?" Zhou Yiyi looked at me puzzled.
"A good girl like you is like the bright moon in the sky. Why would you let your bright brilliance fall into the mud like me?" I laughed at myself.
"You are not mud. You are so talented and a good person." Zhou Yiyi felt sorry for me.
Talent? A little bit. Influenced by my mother, I like to write some ancient poems, but in fact, they are not well-written and do not follow the rhythm. I just show off in front of high school students. My mother is dismissive. I feel a little guilty and don’t know what to say, so I have to change the subject: “So, you have a plan for today?”
"Of course." Zhou Yiyi shrugged her nose proudly.
"Then I have to thank that person who cut in line, otherwise I wouldn't have thrown your plate and your plan would have been aborted."
"Actually...it wasn't my plate you threw. I just saw it from the side that day." Zhou Yiyi smiled slyly.
"I was wondering, how could it be such a coincidence?" I suddenly realized and sighed, "Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."
After chatting for a few more sentences, we leaned against each other unconsciously. I hugged her gently, and I had an indescribable sense of satisfaction in my heart. Maybe this is the feeling of being in love?
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, rubbed his face, and headed for school.
School life is actually very interesting, studying, bragging, teasing female classmates... I soon became addicted to it.
I can be said to be focused or heartless. I am easily attracted by the things in front of me, and other things are easily put aside. So, it is actually very simple for me to divert my abnormal desire for my mother. Just don't live with her. No matter how beautiful my mother is, if she is not with me, I will easily be attracted by other things. But if we live together, there is no way. I said that I am easily attracted by the things in front of me, and my mother's beauty always appears in front of me.
I had a fight yesterday and the news spread throughout the class today. During break, I excitedly boasted about yesterday's story to my friends.
"At that time, I used the Wind God Kick and kicked him eight feet away. Then I chased the wind in the wind, following his retreating body, and then I used the Tathagata Worshipping Buddha move and hit him directly on the head. Tsk tsk..."
"Master Zhang, please cut him in the middle..." My buddy Zhao Fei was very considerate.
"You don't understand, this is a fight between two masters..." He was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"Master Zhang, when were you the best in Tianjin?" The speaker was a female classmate in the class named Zhou Yiyi. She was very pretty, with short hair, and studied street dancing. She was very heroic, but she was usually a bit carefree.
Her tone was a little sarcastic, but I didn't pay attention to it. I just answered her in line with her mood: "Today, today."
"Today? Zhang Weifeng, you mean you are going to grab my plate again today, right?" Zhou Yiyi rolled her eyes.
She seemed to be next to me yesterday, but I really didn't notice whose plate I snatched. After all, I was a little scared at the time, so I left in a hurry after beating the person.
"Hey, it's your plate. Sorry, I didn't notice it at that time. I'll treat you to dinner another day." "Someday" means forget it. Although she is good-looking, she is not my type. She acts like a man all day long. She is not as attractive as my mother.
"Don't do it for another day. You were very manly when you beat me up. What? Do you want to deny it now? Let me tell you, I was hungry the whole afternoon yesterday." Zhou Yiyi obviously knew the whole situation.
"Okay, then at noon today, I will let the whole world know that the school cafeteria is contracted by you." I didn't take it seriously. It's just a meal. The key point is that I like girls with long hair. Long flowing hair looks so feminine.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you just sent me to the cafeteria?" Zhou Yiyi's heroic little face was filled with sarcasm.
"Yeah, you lunatic! People were enjoying their meal, but you threw the plate away. I'm afraid they won't be able to get through the meal in the cafeteria." The little fat guy Zhao Fei enjoyed watching the fun.
Provoke me, hey, I really fall for it. I tilted my head and looked at Zhou Yiyi, smiling, "Okay, then you tell me what to do."
The girl smiled like a mouse that had successfully stolen oil, "Hey, I finally caught it. It's Sunday at noon, at Yuanda Plaza, there's a seafood buffet."
I couldn't hold on to my smile. I knew that seafood buffet in Yuanda was over 100 yuan per person, so for two people that was nearly 400 yuan, which was my pocket money for more than a month. They were not trying to eat my food, they were trying to drink my blood. But the words had already been spoken, and everyone around was laughing at me, so I couldn't go back on my word.
"Okay, seafood buffet." I gritted my teeth.
Zhou Yiyi looked at my ferocious expression and said cheerfully, "Oh, Brother Feng is quite rich. I just said that casually. Now that you said it, I can't not give you face, right? It's settled then."
The fat guy Zhao Fei was still making trouble nearby: "Crazy, why don't you invite me? You can't put women before friends."
"Get lost. You can't even lose weight in the cafeteria, and you still want to eat at the seafood buffet. Are you worthy of it?" I'm used to joking with him, so I say whatever I want.
Zhao Fei was not angry, he smiled and said: "Why am I not worthy? Oh~~~ I know, I disturbed Brother Feng and Sister Yi's date. Of course I am not worthy."
Zhou Yiyi was indeed a very good person. She didn't get angry when the little fat boy teased her. She smiled and retorted: "Not bad, not bad. You are very self-aware."
In just a few words, the matter was settled. But poor my wallet, I have to live a tight life again.
Until I got home from school in the afternoon, I still didn't understand why I was so obsessed with face? Can't I just treat her to a canteen? After thinking for a long time, it was because of Zhou Yiyi. Although I was not very interested in her, it was not realistic to say that I had no interest at all. But I really couldn't bear to spend a month's living expenses for this little interest. In the final analysis, as a man, you can't lose face in front of a beautiful woman.
I pondered all the way until I was almost home when I realized that this was not right. The key point now was: how did my mother react after yesterday? I didn't care about the other mess.
When I opened the door, my mother had indeed come home and was sitting on the sofa watching TV.
"Mom, I'm back." I quietly observed my mother's expression and didn't notice anything unusual.
"You're back, Xiaofeng." Mom said as if nothing had happened. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? I made you some soup, which is warming up on the stove."
I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm actually a little hungry. I'll go eat something first." The high school cafeteria didn't have much oil, so I often went home for a snack.
I went to the bathroom and sure enough, it was clean and the clothes were gone. You know, clothes at home used to be left there for two or three days.
The atmosphere at home was a little silent at night. During dinner, I saw my mother often had an expression of wanting to say something but not being able to, and I was secretly proud of myself. My mother was traditional in character and had a thin skin. She would never tell her son about such things.
I don't think she would have dared to tell my dad. What? Your son got hard while massaging me, and then used my stockings to masturbate? And he ended up cumming all over my stockings?
After finishing my homework, I walked out of the room and my mother had already returned to her room. She never came so early before. She would chat with me every day, asking about my studies and work. I would joke with her and occasionally give her a massage. Of course, these are the results of my hard work in the past two years.
I went to the bathroom to wash up, but there was nothing in it. I looked at the washing machine, which was also empty. It seemed that everything had been put into the room.
Now, stockings, underwear, massage, chatting... everything is gone.
But I'm not in a hurry, really not.
After washing up, I looked at my mother's closed door and walked to the shoe cabinet in the hallway. I took out a pair of 5cm stilettos, black patent leather, which looked pretty good. My mother has an academic conference tomorrow, and she doesn't have many high heels, so she will definitely wear this pair to the meeting.
I put my nose into the shoe. Different from the light smell of silk stockings, there was a slight smell of sweat and acid, mixed with a strong smell of leather. I inhaled it into my body and hit my mind. My penis was also gushing with blood at this time, and it stood up instantly. I put my penis into my mother's high heels and moved it gently. To be honest, it was not comfortable, but more of a psychological satisfaction for my foot fetish.
Since they were not as smooth and easy to masturbate as stockings, I took the high heels back to the room, took out my cell phone, found some of my treasured mother-son novels, and slowly started masturbating.
I lay on my side on the bed, placed one of my mother's high-heeled shoes between my mouth and nose, and the other next to my penis. I held the mobile phone in my left hand and began to slowly masturbate with my right hand.
I greedily absorbed the rich scent of my mother's high heels, and my right hand began to gradually accelerate.
Mom, didn't you take all the stockings? How about I cum in your shoes?
Mom, why don't you use your little feet to clamp my dick? How about I fuck your high heels?
Mom, why don't you let my cock fuck your tits? Why don't you let me slap your face with my cock? Why don't you use your stocking feet to catch my cum?
I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and lick the inside of my mother's high heels. It was a little salty, and my right hand moved faster and faster. Mom, this is where you put your feet. I'm going to cum in your high heels. I want your feet to be soaked in my semen...
"Hmm~~~" I groaned, and a large stream of thick semen shot into my mother's high heels, stream after stream. ...
I wiped my glans clean with paper and lay on the bed to rest for a while. Then I put my mother's high heels back to their original place, but I still didn't clean up the semen in the shoes.
It doesn’t matter if she finds out, this is exactly my purpose. After putting away the stockings, can you also put so many shoes into the room?
It's better if she doesn't find out. It's exciting to think about my mother's white feet stepping on my dirty semen. Besides, as long as it happens more often, she will find out. Then, mother, what will you do now?
My heart was pounding and I fell into a deep sleep thinking about my mother's beautiful body.
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The next day at school, nothing happened except studying. I just got to know Zhou Yiyi better. Before, I was just an ordinary classmate who would occasionally joke with me. Today, during the physical education class, she saw me sweating profusely, so she specially offered me some water. In her words, "You are the one who is going to treat me to a big meal, so you are my buddy. Is it strange that I am nice to my buddy?"
This girl is weird, is she in love with me? Although she is not my type, I am not against her because she is so pretty. Of course, I am joking. Although her personality is a bit like a boy, she is pretty and can dance hip-hop. How cool! There are a lot of people who like her openly or secretly, and I have nothing to do with it.
When I got home from evening self-study, my mother was still alone. My father would be home the day after tomorrow.
"Mom, I'm back." Why do I feel like I'm going to the battlefield every time I go home these days?
Mom didn't answer, and I was shocked. She was really angry. I observed silently, and sure enough, the high heels had been touched. It seemed that Mom had already found out. I just didn't know if Mom was wearing them.
I took a quick glance and saw that my mother's face looked indifferent, like the calm before the storm.
"Zhang Weifeng, come here." Mom looked puzzled.
I stood obediently in front of my mother, lowered my head and said nothing.
"Pa." With a sudden crisp sound, I was slapped hard in the face.
"Zhang Weifeng, you are so brave." My mother stared at me with angry eyes.
I was stunned by the slap. My parents had never hit me since junior high school, let alone slapping me. I covered my slapped face with my hands. I said nothing, but my heart was filled with panic. I didn't expect my mother to react so strongly.
"Are you still a human being? Zhang Weifeng, tell me, are you still a human being? Tell me, what did you do?" In my mother's eyes, besides anger, there was also deep disappointment. "Speak up, what's wrong, are you embarrassed? Aren't you usually very talkative? Speak!"
I still said nothing. What could I say? Say that I masturbated with your stockings and shoes? I had the nerve to do such a thing, but now I am really embarrassed to say it out loud.
"What on earth are you thinking about all day long? I was wondering why your grades are getting worse and worse. Are you thinking about all those messed up things all day long? And you can't concentrate. I don't think you can concentrate. I didn't realize you were so abnormal before..." Mom scolded me for a long time. Seeing that I didn't say anything, she snorted coldly, "Huh, why don't you say anything? Do you still feel embarrassed? Why didn't you feel embarrassed when you did it? Huh?"
"Mom, I'm sorry." I replied weakly.
This sentence successfully ignited my mother's anger again. She narrowed her eyes and said, "What's the use of saying sorry? Why did I give birth to such a pervert like you? You must become a rapist to be content, right? I tell you..." She scolded me for a long time, but I didn't listen. I was trying hard to pretend to cry, but unfortunately, I couldn't hold it back for a long time. Except for the slap in the face at the beginning, which made me a little panic, the other reactions were all expected.
I couldn't cry, so I had to pretend to be pitiful. When my mother scolded me until her mouth was dry, I weakly replied, "Mom, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Please don't be angry."
Mom took a sip of water and took a deep breath. "Okay, Zhang Weifeng, you said there won't be a next time. If I find out again, I will beat you to death."
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In the next few days, my mother was dressed tightly at home and didn't talk to me. It was obvious that she wanted to teach me a profound lesson. When my father came back, he asked me how I had offended her. I didn't dare to say anything, so I could only vaguely say that it was because of the fight we had before.
Time flies and it is Sunday. My mother is still angry with me. I dare not step on the landmine. Let's leave it alone for now. The second step of the plan still needs time to develop.
"Dad, I'm going out. My classmates asked me to go out and play. I won't be back for lunch."
"Okay, come back early." My dad doesn't care about me much. He has enough to worry about with the company's affairs. When he gets home, he usually watches TV and plays chess.
"All you do is play all day long. Your academic performance is so poor. What's the point of playing? You are not allowed to go out." My mother obviously disliked me.
"Mom, I got along better with my classmates before." I said weakly.
"It's okay. It's a rare weekend. My son is usually very serious." My father persuaded me. I usually study very hard, but as for my grades, it's not time for improvement yet.
"Male or female classmates?" My father asked. My mother didn't want to be too critical. She still gave my father face in front of me.
"Male classmate, Lin Shiyun, you know him." I said without hesitation. Lin Shiyun is also a friend of Zhao Fei and me. He is quite handsome, but a little introverted. His academic performance is very good. My mother has no objection to me playing with him.
"Okay, go ahead." Dad made the final decision.
As soon as I closed the door, I could faintly hear my mother's voice in the living room: "Zhang Yongren, just spoil him. You've spoiled him to such a state."
I was shocked, thinking that my mother wouldn't really tell my father about this, so I quickly put my ear to the security door.
"What's the matter? Hasn't Xiaofeng always been very obedient?" This was Dad's voice, and it sounded much weaker than when I was there just now.
"How come he is so bad at studying even though he is obedient? He may not even be able to get into college. He will have to beg for food in the future." Mom was furious. Fortunately, she was not complaining.
"I see he's doing his homework very seriously. You can give him more tutoring," the father consoled.
"He never comes to ask me, so how can I tutor him? How would I know which questions he doesn't understand? Besides, he has already returned all the high school knowledge to the teacher. I don't even know if what I'm saying is right." Mom's voice gradually faded.
Seeing that I couldn’t hear anything new, I quietly left and went to Yuanda Plaza.
"Where are they?" Send a message to Zhou Yiyi.
"Game center on the 4th floor."
Well, this girl Zhou Yiyi, her name sounds very delicate, but her hobbies are like those of a real man.
When I found her, she was dancing on a dance machine. Her movements were crisp and concise. Her thin body seemed to have an indescribable sense of strength. To be honest, she was very cool.
I was a little moved when I saw it, just like what Eason Chan sang in the song "The Servant Under the Skirt", I was moved for a few seconds for each person. Maybe all men are like this, and I just made the same mistake that all men make.
After the dance, I said hello.
"Come on, let's dance together." She panted slightly, her face slightly red, and she pushed back her short hair that was not even shoulder-length. Her eyes were filled with an unconcealable brightness.
"Forget it, I don't know how to do that. Just let me watch you dance, it's quite pleasing to the eyes." I refused without hesitation and embarrassed myself.
Hearing this, she picked up her coat and threw me a box of coins. "Forget it, I'm a little tired too. Let's go play games."
I hadn't played in the game center for a while, so I enthusiastically played with her on various game machines. She was straightforward and it was quite comfortable to get along with her. My skills were slightly better than hers, but she was not convinced and insisted on beating me.
After finally beating me in a fighting game, she clapped her hands together and said triumphantly, "Ha, garbage."
"Yeah, I don't know which rubbish has been losing all the time." I sneered.
She showed an air of disdain: "Humph, in the end I won anyway."
"Don't want to play anymore?" I had fun too.
"No more playing, let's have a big meal." Her face was full of anticipation.
I don’t really like buffets because I’m lazy and don’t want to cook anything myself, but Zhou Yiyi enjoyed the meal very much.
After eating and drinking, Zhou Yiyi lazily asked, "Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"
"Let's go home and study." I've been acting like a quail at home lately and don't dare to go home too late.
"Then accompany me to enjoy the breeze."
The spring breeze in March was pleasant. We each had a cup of milk tea, chatted casually, and slowly walked to the park.
We found a bench to sit down, stopped chatting, and quietly enjoyed the afternoon.
"Zhang Weifeng."
"Hmm?" I turned and looked at Zhou Yiyi.
"How about being my boyfriend?" Her face was slightly red and she looked at me expectantly.
It was so sudden, I was stunned by a straight ball. Of course I have feelings for her, but they are not strong. I want to reject her, but I am reluctant to do so. I want to agree, but I am unwilling to do so. After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. I am trying to win over my mother and I really don’t have the energy to talk about love with a little girl.
After a moment's silence, I asked, "Are you serious?"
"Well, I like you. I have liked you since a long time ago." Her expression seemed a little stubborn.
Really? Why didn't I feel it... After hesitating for a moment, I decided to tell the truth: "Zhou Yiyi, you are a very good girl." Hearing this, she pursed her lips slightly, tears began to well up in her eyes, and she looked like she was about to cry.
I continued, "I admit that I am a little moved by you, but it's just a feeling. I have been moved by many girls, and I don't want to be unfair to you."
"I don't want fairness, I just want you." Her little face was full of stubbornness, and tears were silently sliding down her face.
I was silent again. What was so good about me that she liked me so much? I really didn't want to hurt this cool girl, so I reorganized my words: "What I mean is that I am very fickle and I like beautiful women when I see them. I am not worthy of your love."
"So do you think I'm not pretty?" Zhou Yiyi raised her little face, still refusing to admit defeat.
I said helplessly, "I'm just color blind, not blind, how could I think you're not beautiful."
Zhou Yiyi burst out laughing and asked in surprise, "Are you color blind?"
I'm just slightly color blind, and I'm exaggerating just to change the subject.
"Yes, I am red and green color blind and can't tell the difference between red and green at all, so, actually I am a disabled person." I started to talk nonsense. The girl was a nice person and it was fun to get along with her. I didn't want to make our relationship awkward.
"No way?" Zhou Yiyi was a little bit incredulous.
"Not only that, I'm a pervert." I am actually a pervert inside, a pervert who wants to have sex with my mother.
"Ah?" Zhou Yiyi was a little confused.
"Do you know what my hobby is?"
"Reading, playing games, swimming."
Eh... No, how did you know that... I pretended not to understand: "Yes, that's right, but do you know what my real hobby is?"
"What is it?" Zhou Yiyi asked stupidly.
"Watching adult movies and reading pornographic novels." I spread my hands and said, "See, this is who I am."
"Ah?" Although Zhou Yiyi usually has a boyish personality, she couldn't help blushing at this moment.
"Think about it, I can't see red and green, so I can only look at yellow more often. I have to add some color to my life, right?" I started talking nonsense again.
She smiled for a while with a red face, then suddenly leaned towards me, raised her red face, and with an inexplicable look in her eyes, she asked softly:
"Well, you've seen so much, do you want to give it a try?"
Holy shit! My face turned red and my heart beat violently. Although I have a lot of theoretical experience, I am still a beginner. How can I stand up to such a challenge? My mouth was dry and I opened my mouth but didn't say anything.
Her face got closer and closer to me, and she breathed sweetly, "So, will you be my boyfriend?"
I admit that I was taken advantage of. Which man could resist such temptation? Seeing her mouth getting closer and closer, I couldn't help but kiss her.
She responded clumsily and fiercely, sucking everything greedily. I stretched out my tongue without any instruction and entered her lips to stir wantonly. Her clever little tongue instantly wrapped around me, entangled with me, inseparable...
The blood in my lower body was inevitably gushing out, but I suppressed my inner restlessness and held her with both hands without moving. There was only the exchange of words between the two of us, and the passion was surging.
After a long time, their lips parted.
I looked into her eyes and said, "Zhou Yiyi, don't regret it."
"I'm just afraid that you'll regret it." She said bluntly.
Then, we both laughed at the same time.
"Why do you like me?" I was a little curious. I didn't think there was anything good about me. I didn't inherit too many genes from my mother. I could only say that I was pretty good-looking, but not particularly handsome.
"I don't know, I just like it." She smiled brightly, and the sunlight shining on her fair little face looked like an exquisite painting.
I suddenly felt a little ashamed of myself, and unconsciously recited a poem I wrote before:
"Why does the bright moon also shine on me, its bright light falling into the mud." I wrote this poem with a strong sense of guilt towards my mother. It is surprisingly appropriate to use it here today.
"What do you mean?" Zhou Yiyi looked at me puzzled.
"A good girl like you is like the bright moon in the sky. Why would you let your bright brilliance fall into the mud like me?" I laughed at myself.
"You are not mud. You are so talented and a good person." Zhou Yiyi felt sorry for me.
Talent? A little bit. Influenced by my mother, I like to write some ancient poems, but in fact, they are not well-written and do not follow the rhythm. I just show off in front of high school students. My mother is dismissive. I feel a little guilty and don’t know what to say, so I have to change the subject: “So, you have a plan for today?”
"Of course." Zhou Yiyi shrugged her nose proudly.
"Then I have to thank that person who cut in line, otherwise I wouldn't have thrown your plate and your plan would have been aborted."
"Actually...it wasn't my plate you threw. I just saw it from the side that day." Zhou Yiyi smiled slyly.
"I was wondering, how could it be such a coincidence?" I suddenly realized and sighed, "Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."
After chatting for a few more sentences, we leaned against each other unconsciously. I hugged her gently, and I had an indescribable sense of satisfaction in my heart. Maybe this is the feeling of being in love?
