Through the fabric, it felt like scratching an itch through a boot.
I secretly unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and freed my already erect and swollen cock.
Then, I took Mom's hand and pressed it directly against me.
Warm, soft palms pressed against my burning, rigid shaft.
Mom's fingers curled abruptly, and her entire body trembled slightly.
She turned her head to look at me, her eyes filled with the unspoken words, "You're being too bold."
I raised an eyebrow and then looked at her with a pitiful expression, mouthing the words: It hurts.
Mom bit her lower lip, turned her head back, and continued talking to Auntie: "...Isn't that right? Tutoring fees are so expensive these days."
But her hand didn't pull away this time.
Her slender fingers hesitantly wrapped around my cock.
Then, she began to move her hand up and down.
Her palm, slightly calloused, rubbed against the sensitive head and shaft.
Though her movements were a bit stiff, it felt incredibly good.
I could feel pre-cum already seeping from the tip, making her palm wet.
I leaned back comfortably in the chair and closed my eyes for a moment.
But soon, Mom's movements slowed again.
Probably out of nervousness, she didn't dare to use too much force or move too vigorously.
Growing impatient, I grabbed her hand and guided it to stroke me quickly a few times.
"Mmm..." A soft, muffled sound escaped Mom's throat, and her hand tightened abruptly, her nails nearly digging into my skin.
She turned her head and glared at me fiercely before pulling her hand away and pinching my thigh hard.
Stop messing around, she mouthed, her face still flushed.
I had no choice but to tuck my cock back into my pants, zip up, and fasten my belt.
I was painfully hard down there, but I had to endure it.
Mom chatted with Auntie for a few more minutes before standing up. "I'm going to the restroom."
She left her seat and headed toward the hallway outside the main room.
I waited a few seconds, then stood up and followed her.
Mom went into the women's restroom. I waited by the sinks outside, distractedly washing my hands.
Across from the sinks was a door to the emergency exit, illuminated by a glowing green "EXIT" sign.
An idea came to me.
When Mom came out of the restroom, I was pretending to dry my hands at the hand dryer.
As soon as I saw her, I walked over and took her hand.
"Mom, come with me for a second," I whispered.
"What's wrong?" she asked, looking puzzled.
"I need to talk to you about something," I said, pulling her toward the emergency exit.
Thinking I had something serious to say, Mom followed me.
I pushed open the heavy fire door, revealing the dimly lit stairwell. The motion-sensor light flickered on, casting a stark, white glow.
"What is it?" Mom asked.
I closed the door behind us, shutting out the noise from outside. Then I turned to face her.
"Mom..."
My voice was hoarse, "I'm really hurting... Please help me..."
Mom froze for a moment before understanding dawned on her, her face flushing again. "An'an! Not here... We can't do this here! Let's talk about it at home, okay?"
"But I can't hold back anymore."
I took a step forward, pressing her against the wall, "It's your fault for earlier... Now it's even worse..."
"It's not like I—" Mom started but cut herself off, shooting me an exasperated look. "You little rascal."
"Mom, please."
I leaned in, almost touching her face, "It'll be quick... Just use your mouth... Help me finish, okay?"
Her eyes flickered, filled with inner conflict.
She glanced at the closed door, then back at me.
I could feel her breathing quicken.
After about ten seconds, she let out a soft sigh, as if resigning herself to the situation.
"I'm really no match for you..."
Her voice was low. "Stand against the wall."
"Okay!" I immediately nodded.
Mother took a hair tie from her pocket, casually tying up her long hair and revealing her fair neck.
Then, slowly, she knelt down before me.
The concrete floor was cold, but she didn't seem to mind.
She knelt between my legs, first reaching out to gently rub my already swelling bulge through my pants.
Then, she unzipped my fly and pulled my pants down to my knees.
My half-soft cock sprang free, quickly swelling and stiffening in the air.
Mother took it in her hand, stroking it gently a few times.
Her hand was warm, her movements tender.
Soon, my cock was fully erect, veins bulging, the glans purplish-red and gleaming.
She glanced up at me, her eyes moist and shy.
Then, she parted her red lips and slowly drew closer.
The moment her warm, wet mouth enveloped the head, I gasped in pleasure.
She was cautious at first, taking only the tip, her tongue tentatively licking the corona and the slit.
Gradually, she took more of the shaft into her mouth.
Her tongue was agile, sliding and coiling between the inside of her mouth and my cock. Her mouth was hot, tight, and the suction was just right.
Leaning against the cold wall, I looked down at her.
She knelt there, her hair tied up, revealing the graceful curve of her neck. Her cheeks were slightly puffed from the motion, her red lips tightly wrapped around my member.
The sight, combined with the faint sounds of wedding music and chatter from outside, sent shivers down my spine.
"Mom..." I couldn't help but moan, my fingers tangling in her hair as I gently massaged her scalp.
She let out a muffled "Mm" from her throat, her head bobbing back and forth, her pace quickening.
Her technique wasn't particularly skilled—a bit clumsy—but her earnestness and submission only heightened my excitement. Especially when I thought about who she was, and where we were...
Pleasure built rapidly. My lower back ached, and I felt myself on the verge of release.
"Mom... I'm going to come..." I panted.
She paused for a moment, then took me deeper. I could feel her throat working, trying to accommodate more.
The next instant, an overwhelming urge to climax shattered my control.
"Ah—!" I groaned, thrusting my hips forward, driving the head deep into her throat.
Thick, hot spurts of semen shot out one after another, filling her mouth completely.
Her body stiffened slightly, and a soft gurgle escaped her throat.
But she didn't pull away. Instead, she steadied herself with a hand on my thigh, swallowing diligently.
I could feel the contractions of her throat, the way she swallowed every last drop.
It made me come even harder.
The release lasted over ten seconds before gradually subsiding.
Exhausted, I leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
Mother still held my now half-soft cock in her mouth, her tongue gently cleaning off the remaining traces of semen. Only then did she slowly pull away.
As my cock slipped from her lips, it made a soft, wet sound.
She looked up, a trace of milky white still clinging to the corner of her mouth.
Her eyes were dazed, her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly swollen from the friction.
I reached out, pulled her to her feet, and drew her into my arms.
"Mom..." I kissed her forehead. "Are you... wet down there?"
Mom gave a light tap on my chest in my embrace: "Let's go... it's about to start..."
I released her, watching as she straightened her clothes.
The small white spot at the corner of her mouth was still there. I pointed and said, "Mom, there's still some at the corner of your mouth."
Mom raised her hand and gently wiped the corner of her mouth with her fingertip, brushing off that bit of semen.
I thought she would wipe it away.
But she didn't.
She looked at me, her eyes glistening, and then slowly slipped the semen-smeared finger into her mouth.
Her red lips enveloped the tip of her finger as she gave a soft suck, licking all the fluid clean.
The gesture was incredibly seductive.
My cock, which had just softened, instantly twitched again.
Mom withdrew her finger, her lips glistening. She looked at me, a faint, alluring smile curling at the corner of her mouth.
"Let's go," she said.
We returned to the hall and had just sat down when the lights dimmed. The wedding began.
Mom picked up the glass of water on the table, took a sip, swished it around in her mouth, and then swallowed.
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