Chapter 11: Swallow and I'll Let You Go (R18)

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With only a month left until the final exams, to be honest, I don't have much confidence in performing exceptionally well. After all, I've pushed myself to the limit, going from being completely ignorant to now being among the top performers.

It's because of my efforts that my mother has willingly engaged in oral sex with me on numerous occasions.

In this last month, my mother has been quite busy, so the number of tutoring sessions has been reduced by half. However, we still maintain a frequency of twice every two days, allowing me to release my tension every other day.

Today happens to be Sunday, and to reward my mother, my father decides to personally cook a delicious meal. My mother and I sit on the sofa, watching TV in our leisure time.

As usual, my mother maintains her conservative style in dressing. She wears a black shirt that accentuates her ample chest. Below, she wears black leggings. Despite the cold weather, our home is heated, so she doesn't wear too many layers.

After a while, feeling bored, I turn my head and glance at my father. He's facing away from us, chopping vegetables in the open-plan kitchen. Seeing that he isn't looking in our direction, I can no longer contain myself.

I tap my mother's shoulder, and she turns to me with a puzzled look. Her pair of large eyes are always so charming, sparkling with a captivating light.

I point towards my erect cock that has already pushed against my pants, and in an instant, my mother understands what I mean. Blushing, she glances at me, scolding me with a white eye, and continues watching TV.

I confirm once again that my father's back is still turned to me. I swiftly pull down my pants and underwear, exposing my erect cock that's been waiting eagerly. I immediately sit back down, ensuring that even if my father turns around, he won't see my exposed lower body.

My actions are noticed by my mother. She covers her tempting lips in shock, cautiously glancing in my father's direction. Only after I finish undressing does she scold me angrily, "Are you crazy? Your father is right here."

"I couldn't resist, Mom," I plead pitifully.

"I just helped you yesterday. How can you not resist again?" she asks.

"I'm telling the truth, Mom, look," I say while grabbing her hand and forcefully placing it on my cock.

My mother's grip is weaker than mine, and she can only passively let her hand rest against my cock, but she doesn't hold it.

"Don't... I'll help you tonight," my mother says, fearing that my father might notice, constantly looking back as she speaks.

"I can't hold it, Mom. Please do it now," I insist.

"It's not possible..."

After a moment of stalemate, I lose patience. I embrace my mother's shoulders and pull her towards me. Caught off guard, she loses her balance and falls into my embrace. I press her head against my lower abdomen.

"No... let me get up..."

My well-endowed cock is right in front of her eyes. As my mother struggles, her face occasionally brushes against my cock, and the scorching heat and faint muskiness gradually raise her body temperature.

"Don't move, Mom, or Dad will find out," I manipulate the situation. My mention of my father makes my mother obedient, and her struggle weakens.

I grip my own cock and rub it against my mother's lovely face. Finally, I press it against her luscious red lips, moving it up and down, rubbing against her soft lips.

"Stop it, son..."

My mother dared not resist too much, realizing she couldn't break free, so she could only plead with me.

The sensation of the meat rod against her lips made my mother feel a desire to submit, but her husband was nearby. If she were to be discovered, she would lose all dignity.

"Just for a moment, quickly, open your mouth!" I commanded in a dominant tone, breaking through my mother's final defence. She looked at me with a touch of resentment, obediently opening her mouth.

Her tightly sealed lips finally parted, and my glans, like finding an exit, swiftly penetrated her small mouth like a venomous snake.

"Mmm..."

'The familiar taste...'

My mother's pretty face rested against my lower abdomen, and the large meat rod penetrated her mouth. With each movement, as I pushed and pulled, I guided my mother's head while the dark pubic hair occasionally grazed her delicate nose. Unconsciously, she inhaled the thick masculine scent into her lungs, and the heavy hormones acted as a catalyst, stimulating her body. Her honeyed cave gradually moistened her cotton panties.

"Ah... feels so good..."

Now that I had entered my mother's mouth, I felt relieved. As long as she kept my cock in her mouth, I was in control.

I stroked my mother's head, as if caressing a pet. Once she fully relaxed, I firmly thrust my mother's head, and my glans pressed against one side of her face, lifting up her beautiful cheek, faintly revealing the shape of the glans.

"Mmm... mmm..."

My mother didn't struggle too much, furrowing her eyebrows and lightly patting my thigh to express her discontent.

Like discovering a new toy, I continued thrusting into my mother's mouth from the side, watching her elevated gill, feeling a perverse excitement surging through my body.

My father was cooking, and my mother secretly took my massive meat rod into her mouth under my crotch. There was nothing happier than this.

"Wife."

Just as I continued playing with my mother's mouth, my father suddenly called for her while cooking.

Both my mother and I froze in fear, not daring to move an inch.

I turned my head and glanced at my father. Thankfully, he was still in the kitchen and hadn't come over.

My mother grew scared and wanted to spit out the meat rod from her mouth, but I quickly pressed her head, forcing her to keep sucking.

"Where's your mother?"

My father noticed me turning my head but couldn't see my mother. He expressed his confusion.

"Oh, my mom is tired. She's lying here, taking a nap," I replied, pointing beside me. The sofa was large enough for one person to sit and lie down comfortably.

My father didn't suspect anything and continued cooking.

"With the finals approaching, your mother is indeed busy. Don't disturb her, let her rest. Call her when the meal is ready," my father advised.

"Sure, okay," I answered, suppressing my laughter.

I wasn't just moving my mother; I was using my large meat rod to move inside her small mouth.

I slightly adjusted my body to keep an eye on my father and continued thrusting my mother's head back and forth.

The close call moments ago gave my mother a unique sense of excitement. She reached climax in that instant, and her love juices soaked through her panties and onto the sofa.

Unable to hold back, I teased my mother in a low voice, "Mom, you climaxed, huh?"

Embarrassed by being caught in such a situation, my mother angrily pinched my thigh with her small hand.

"Ouch..."

The pain in my thigh made me inhale sharply, almost letting out a cry.

The pain ignited a fierce and aggressive emotion within me. I exerted all my strength to hold my mother's head firmly as I forcefully plunged my meat rod deep into her throat.

"Ah... gag... ah... ugh..."

The glans reached her throat in an instant, and the intense gag reflex made my mother involuntarily make sounds. However, she desperately tried to suppress them for fear of being discovered.

This time, I didn't show mercy to my mother. The aggressive energy hadn't dissipated yet. I used both hands to hold her head and pushed hard towards my cock.

"Mmm... gag... mmm..."

The continuous gag reflex caused tears to well up in the corners of my mother's eyes. Her eyes turned bloodshot, and she desperately slapped my thigh, but she didn't dare to use too much force. The faint sounds of her gagging and moaning were covered by the noise from the TV show.

My mother's small throat was like a barrier, firmly blocking the immense glans. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break through. Just as my mother was about to suffocate, I released my grip.

Mom's head instantly lifted, and she spat out the large meat rod, gasping for breath.

"Huff... Huff..."

The heavy breathing from her nostrils indicated the discomfort she had just experienced. The feeling of almost suffocating made her greedily inhale fresh air.

After nearly a minute, my mother's breathing gradually steadied, and she looked up at me.

There was a mix of resentment, anger, helplessness, ferocity, and pain in her expression. Her beautiful eyes were bloodshot, emanating a poignant sense of beauty.

"You jerk!"

Influenced by her upbringing, even her curses became adorable.

"Don't expect me to help you anymore in the future!"

My mother's stern expression didn't instil fear in me. Instead, the scene of her being dominated excited me.

"Well, let me help you this time."

I chuckled, completely ignoring my mother's anger. Holding her head, I once again inserted it into her mouth.

"Mmm..."

This time, I didn't let my mother catch her breath. The glans repeatedly pressed heavily against her throat. Although she couldn't deepthroat yet, the more it went in, the more pleasurable it became. Coupled with the warm and velvety sensation of my mother's mouth, the pleasure surged instantly.

"Mmm... feels so good... Mom, you're amazing..."

I praised my mother while vigorously thrusting in and out of her mouth.

"Mom... use your hands to cup... the balls..."

"Ugh... Ah... Mmm..."

Perhaps still angry about what happened earlier, my mother only glared at me without following my request.

I directly ignored her gaze. Frustrated by her lack of cooperation, I forcefully thrust into her mouth, pressing the glans against her throat.

"Ah... Gag..."

The gag reflex and suffocation hit simultaneously, causing my mother to instinctively pat my thigh.

"Mom... cup them with your hands..."

As I said that, I clenched my sphincter. Every time I clenched, my meat rod received a stimulating tightness, growing harder and thicker. It made my mother, who was already struggling, feel even more uncomfortable.

My meat rod invaded my mother's mouth like a powerful beating heart. My mother knew that I wanted her to surrender. Reluctant as she was, given the sour and swollen sensations from her gills, she reluctantly chose to submit.

"It feels so good, Mom... I'm about to climax..."

Seeing my obedient mother, I praised her and started thrusting into her mouth even faster, but not as deep.

Though the speed increased, I managed not to invade her throat again. My mother felt some relief.

My meat rod and testicles, covered in my mother's saliva, were held in her hands. The upper part of my meat rod was inside her mouth, and the intense pleasure surged.

"Mmm... I'm climaxing... Ah..."

Thrusting for another three minutes, I thrust forward forcefully, and thick white semen erupted violently along with a low roar from me.

This thrust went deep. Although it was still blocked by my mother's small throat, the tip of my glans had entered her throat. Streams of semen directly rushed into her oesophagus.

"Oh... Uh... Ugh..."

　　Mom felt her stomach churning as the intense semen couldn't be stopped and entered her throat. Instinctively, she started swallowing.

　　"Gulp..."

　　As her throat rolled, a large amount of semen entered Mom's stomach, with more following suit, eagerly entering her throat.

　　"Gulp... Gulp... Gulp..."

　　Seeing Mom finally swallowing the semen, I couldn't contain my excitement. There was more semen than before, and Mom's throat continued to move up and down, swallowing three big mouthfuls of semen before the volume gradually decreased.

　　"Ugh... Cough cough..."

　　The quick swallowing, combined with the discomfort of swallowing semen for the first time, almost choked Mom. I quickly withdrew my penis slightly, and the remaining semen was ejaculated into Mom's mouth.

　　While gently thrusting, I completely emptied the semen, enjoying the final pleasure. Most of the remaining semen filled Mom's mouth, following the principle of not wasting. Moreover, considering that Mom had already accumulated enough semen earlier, even though it was under duress, I plucked up the courage to say, "Mom, swallow it."

Mom remained silent, lifting her head after regaining her composure. Her delicate and beautiful face was adorned with two tear streaks, evoking a sense of melancholy.

　　"If you swallow it, I'll let you go."

　　Mom neither nodded nor shook her head, but after a moment of silence, she tightly pinched my thigh. Only then did she swallow the remaining fluid in her mouth.

　　She let out a sharp breath.

　　Though it was painful, it was worth it for the service of swallowing. Mom couldn't accept the fact that she had to do it.

　　Once everything was finished, Dad was nearly done cooking. Mom and I quickly fixed ourselves up.

　　Looking at Mom beside me, still with a hint of resentment, I playfully smiled and said, "Thank you, Mom."

　　The unpleasant and viscous fluid Mom had swallowed wasn't as difficult to accept as she had imagined. She no longer felt nauseous. However, she couldn't come to terms with the fact that she had swallowed it.

　　Seeing my cheerful and smiling face, Mom said firmly, "I will never help you again!"

　　After speaking, she swiftly walked back to her room, her buttocks swaying, to change her now damp underwear.

　　I wiped away the fluid that had been released during Mom's climax from the couch and sat down contentedly to watch TV.