FM-V3-16

Chapter 16-Fallen Mother-Volume Three - Extra 2 

Today is my birthday, Fangfan’s birthday. The house has been cleaned spotlessly. Mom finished work early in the afternoon and came home to help me prepare dinner. We lit candles and then she went to take a shower. When she came out, she stunned me. Mom had her hair elegantly pinned up, revealing her exquisite, noble face with just a touch of makeup. Her swan-like neck looked graceful and delicate. She wore the same long dress from our last trip to the beach, stepping in high heels, and walked toward me in the candlelight, exuding a holy and noble aura. 

“Fanfan, last time on the beach, I wore this dress. Now, Mom is wearing it to save your love. Will you accept me?” 

“I accept!” 

I rushed over and swept Mom up into my arms, carrying her back to the dining table and sitting her on my lap. First, I fed her, then she fed me. Later, we fed each other food and wine with our mouths. Dinner lasted an hour before we finished. Afterward, we cleaned the table together and then went to Mom’s room to decorate it as a bridal chamber. We put a big red “double happiness” character on the headboard and changed the sheets to bright red, making the whole room look like a traditional wedding night chamber. 

Mom told me to go to my own room and change into a groom’s outfit. When I returned, Mom was sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in a phoenix coronet and a red bridal gown, her head covered with a red veil. I gently walked over and lifted her veil. Under the phoenix crown was Mom’s breathtakingly beautiful face, her eyes brimming with affection as she looked at me. 

“Wife…” 

“Husband.” Mom stood up and hugged me. I was a little taller than her, so she stood on tiptoe to kiss me. 

“Wife, a night of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold…” 

I took off her phoenix crown and slowly removed her bridal clothes one by one. Her plump, fair body shimmered under the light, her 36D breasts standing tall, the pink tips trembling slightly, revealing her excitement. Between her long, snow-white legs, her plump mound was full and tempting, the mysterious triangle bulging like a steamed bun. There was just a little sparse pubic hair, her plump mons and thick, tender labia tightly closed, with a narrow slit glistening in the middle. 

While I was still admiring her, Mom pulled me onto the bed and stood me up. She undressed me piece by piece. When she took off my underwear, my cock sprang out and slapped her face. Mom exclaimed, “Husband, your cock has gotten so much bigger.” 

I was very proud. Now, when hard, my cock was 25 centimeters, much thicker and longer than before. “Do you like it, Mom? Wife…” 

Mom didn’t answer. Instead, she knelt on the bed and took my cock into her mouth, sucking it. The electrifying pleasure made me moan. Mom wrapped one arm around my leg and held the base of my cock with the other, moving her mouth up and down. Her technique wasn’t perfect; sometimes it hurt, which made me less eager to cum. 

Mom took my cock out of her mouth, pulled back the foreskin to expose the glans, and kissed it with her soft, pink lips. Then she stuck out her little tongue and licked, especially around the corona, which sent tingles through me. 

After two or three minutes of sucking, I still hadn’t cum. Mom gave me a seductive look. “Husband, you haven’t come yet? Mom’s mouth is getting sore…” Then she knelt between my legs and started sucking again. 

Watching the vice mayor I once admired, now the mayor and my mom, kneeling between my legs and sucking my cock was incredibly exciting. “Mom, faster, I’m about to cum.” 

Mom sped up, rapidly sucking and bobbing her head. I held her beautiful head and thrust into her mouth, treating it like a pussy, attacking dozens of times. Waves of pleasure built up. My cock pushed forward, reaching her throat, and hot cum erupted. Mom must have been uncomfortable; she patted my leg, but at that moment, I couldn’t stop. I thrust a dozen more times before pulling out. Mom’s face was flushed, her mouth open, head tilted back as she glared at me, wanting to spit it out. 

“Mom, swallow it, okay?” 

For some reason, I blurted it out. Mom paused, looked at me, pinched my leg, and then actually swallowed. “You little brat, are you trying to kill your mom?” Seeing her coquettish look, I knelt down and kissed her mouth. “Mm… don’t…” 

Mom tried to dodge but couldn’t. We kissed for a while before she pushed me away. “Aren’t you disgusted?” 

“Mom is never dirty anywhere…” I pushed Mom onto the bed and knelt between her legs, licking her sweet pussy. Her slit and pubic hair were wet with her juices. Her labia were tightly closed. I licked upward from the bottom of her slit. 

“Mm… you’ll be the death of me…” Mom stroked my head, lifting her pussy to meet my tongue. In less than a minute, Mom cried out, her legs clamping around me as her pussy convulsed and squirted. I was ready and caught most of the liquid in my mouth. I opened my mouth to show her before swallowing. Mom’s face turned even redder with shyness. 

She leaned down and took my half-hard cock into her mouth, sucking it back to full hardness. She spread her legs, holding my cock with one hand and opening her pussy with the other, then slowly sat down. “Oh…” As soon as the glans entered, it felt so tight and hot. We both moaned in pleasure. I helped Mom ease it in bit by bit. Her pussy was so tight, even with all the wetness, it was still difficult. When the tip touched her soft cervix, Mom sighed, “Ah… so long… husband’s cock has gotten so long.” 

Before, my cock was only 8 centimeters and could barely reach the end. Now, even when I was all the way in, there were still three centimeters outside. Mom waited for her pussy to adjust before starting to ride me. I lay on the bed, enjoying Mom’s service, stroking her beautiful legs, kneading her plump buttocks and big, soft breasts. Mom was especially sensitive tonight and soon climaxed again, soaking both our crotches. 

I made Mom kneel on the bed, her slim waist arched and her plump ass raised high—my favorite position. I entered her from behind, riding her big ass, thrusting quickly, pulling her arms like a horse’s reins. Mom, this ultimate beauty, would belong to me completely from now on, to enjoy as I pleased. 

After several hundred fast thrusts, Mom moaned in satisfaction, “Ah… so good… husband is so strong, Fanfan is so strong… don’t do it anymore, I can’t take it… I’m going to come again…” I was close too, the pleasure building to a climax. 

“Mom, let’s come together…” I took a deep breath, grabbed Mom’s hips, and made my final sprint. 

“Mm… I really can’t take it…” Mom’s sexy body twisted. 

“Ah… I’m coming…” I felt liquid spurt from Mom’s womb, her pussy contracting so hard it was difficult to move. I couldn’t hold back anymore, thrusting all the way in, my whole body trembling. “Mom, I’m going to cum in you, fill your womb… ah…” My cum erupted again. 

“Ah… so hot… I… I’m going to pee…” Mom’s body twisted and trembled again. I saw a stream of pale yellow liquid shoot from her pussy. Mom actually peed—she peed from being fucked. 

After climaxing, I didn’t pull out but just held Mom and moved to the side to rest. When Mom woke from her afterglow, I teased her, “Mom, how does it feel to get fucked until you pee?” 

Mom’s face instantly turned crimson. She denied it, “No, it was husband who peed, not me…” She shyly hid in my arms. I laughed triumphantly, picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom to wash, tossing the sheets into the washing machine on the way. 

In the bathroom, Mom lay weakly in the tub, letting me wash every part of her. I couldn’t resist and fucked her again in the bathroom. After her climax, Mom fell asleep, satisfied. I had to carry her to my room to spend the night.