**”Click!”**
Just as I was about to insert it, a discordant sound appeared in my ear!
That’s…
the sound of a door opening!
Everything before my eyes vanished in an instant… I must have been having another erotic dream!
Before I could even feel annoyed that my sweet dream had been disturbed, familiar footsteps appeared beside my bed!
Oh no!!
My heart sank inwardly.
It was Mom!
Why was she suddenly in my room?
I… I forgot to lock the door!
I peeked through a crack in my eye towards the bedside and saw my mother standing in the doorway, her face flushed, looking at me.
My mother’s long, jet‑black hair cascaded down her back.
She wore a pale white silk nightgown, the open front cinched at her waist with a thin belt that accentuated her slender figure.
The nightgown’s low V‑neckline, not too low, revealed a glimpse of her smooth, white breasts and a deep cleavage.
The hem of the nightgown reached her knees, revealing her slender, long legs.
At the bottom, she wore cute cartoon slippers.
The fabric of her silk nightgown seemed extremely thin; the light from the hallway shone through the doorway, illuminating her body.
I could vaguely see the outline of her beautiful legs through the nightgown, especially between her legs.
I could almost see a pair of black lace panties covering her prominent pubic area!
The sight was so beautiful it left me speechless, making me wonder if I was still dreaming.
My penis was throbbing with pain from the stimulation… my penis… my penis!
I looked down and couldn’t help but scream inwardly again!
My underwear, stained with semen from last night’s masturbation, lay tossed on the edge of the bed, while my unrestrained, erect penis stood engorged and erect, pushing the blanket high against me, creating a huge tent!
That wasn’t all.
Before I could react, Mom quietly stepped into my room and sat on the edge of my bed.
She picked up my iPad from beside my pillow, and when I glanced at it, the screen was still on—the lewd scene from the end of the comic was still displayed!
Dead!
Dead!
I was internally screaming, “Mom’s definitely going to be angry now!
I’m definitely going to get yelled at!”
I really mustn’t let this affect my mom’s affection for me!
I was so nervous I dared not breathe, and could only continue pretending to be asleep.
Surprisingly, after quite a while, my mother didn’t angrily wake me up; instead, her breathing became much heavier.
I opened my eyes again and peeked at my mother.
She was blushing as she looked at the iPad, her fingers constantly swiping across the screen.
Mom was actually reading that comic book!
I felt a mix of excitement and awe, and a ridiculous thought began to surface in my mind…
“Hmm…” Seemingly stimulated by the scene in the comic, the mother’s blush deepened, her silk nightgown creating two small bulges, and her two beautiful legs, hidden beneath the nightgown, rubbed together slightly, making a soft rustling sound.
Looking at my mother’s alluring appearance, I could no longer suppress the absurd thoughts in my mind!
“Mom…” I mumbled in my sleep, pretending to talk incoherently.
I rolled over, threw off the blanket, and grabbed my own large penis, starting to masturbate!
My enormous penis was just as impressive as the one I’d dreamed about.
After three enhancements with the growth‑promoting potion, it was far beyond the realm of ordinary penises.
Thick and hard, it stood erect like a javelin, growing even larger with each stroke!
My mother was startled by my sudden movement, staring blankly at my large penis, seemingly in disbelief.
Then, a hint of desire flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she gently reached out her small hand to touch my penis!
“Hiss~” Although I had intimate contact with my mother in my dream just now, that was just a dream.
Now, my mother’s little hand was truly touching my big, hard penis!
Soft, gentle, cool, and icy cold—my mother’s little hand gently stroked my glans, gliding over the urethral opening and the coronal sulcus, stimulating me so much that my whole body trembled!
My mom was actually helping me masturbate!
It seems Mom really does have those feelings for me!
An emotion that transcends the bond between mother and child!
At that moment, the psychological impact of my mother was far more intense than any physical stimulation!
“Whoosh~”
I released my grip on my penis, letting my mother’s small hand gently slide over it.
The pre‑ejaculate seeping from the urethra quickly made my entire shaft slippery.
My mother’s soft, gentle hands provided an excellent tactile experience, and intense pleasure surged through my body, becoming increasingly unbearable!
At this moment, Mom’s face was flushed, her eyes glazed over as she gazed at my penis.
One hand gently stroked it, while the other slowly kneaded her breasts, her small mouth emitting soft moans.
The moans from Mom’s small mouth gradually became more rapid, and her little hands, which had been stroking my penis, began to grip the shaft and stroke it faster and faster!
“Ugh!” Finally, with a muffled groan, Mom’s body trembled violently, she froze, her small hands tightly gripping my penis, and after a long while, she softly collapsed beside me.
I could no longer hold back under my mother’s grip.
A sharp pain shot through my lower back, a tingling sensation accompanied by intense pleasure coursing through my body.
A thick stream of semen spurted out, like fireworks, scattering into tiny specks that landed on the blanket covering me, on the bed, and also on my mother’s body, hands, and face!
After the intense pleasure subsided, a sense of worry arose within me.
I remained lying there, pretending to be asleep, afraid to move lest I startle my mother who was still awake.
“Ah!”
After a while, I heard my mother’s soft gasp, followed by the sound of her footsteps as she left.
There seemed to be a slight weakness in her steps.
Only after the door closed softly did I dare to open my eyes.
Ignoring the mess on my bed, I sat up and let out an excited growl—this was the first time Mom and I had initiated any intimate contact!
With this beginning, can blissful sexual days be far behind?
I really wanted to burst into laughter three times to express my excitement, but I was afraid of startling my mother, so I had to hold back.
I checked the time; it was already morning.
I’d had a wet dream all night.
Mom probably came to my room because she hadn’t woken me up.
I jumped out of bed to tidy up, but then I noticed a faint puddle of water where Mom had been sitting.
I leaned closer and smelled it—it was the pungent, slightly sweet scent of Mom’s vagina.
Mom was definitely aroused; she’s leaking so much vaginal fluid!
I couldn’t help but feel another surge of excitement.
Since I was almost late, I hurriedly got ready and went to the restaurant, only to find that only the group was eating there.
After asking, I learned that my mother had gone to call me but hadn’t come down yet.
I thought to myself that my mother, having been sprayed with my semen, probably needed to clean herself up.
By the time I had almost finished breakfast, Mom came into the dining room.
Her hair was wet and hanging down her back, clearly she had just taken a shower.
Her pajamas were gone, replaced by a light green long dress, the hem of which only revealed half of her smooth calves.
It seemed what had just happened had quite an impact on Mom.
Even after I went to school, my mother’s face was flushed, and she avoided looking at me.
Her eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes misty; I didn’t know what she was thinking.
Qi Feng also clearly sensed that something was wrong, but he didn’t know what it was.
Over the next few days, Mom became noticeably quieter, her attitude towards me wasn’t as affectionate as before, and the way she looked at me became very strange.
Even her clothing became more conservative; she wore long skirts or trousers every day.
Normally, if I held Mom’s hand or gave her a light hug, she would happily accept it.
But these past few days, whenever I tried to touch her, she would subtly avoid me.
This puzzled me greatly.
If I hadn’t used the system to observe that Mom’s affection for me hadn’t decreased, I would have even thought that Mom was starting to dislike me.
Qi Feng has been noticeably down these past few days.
His mother’s coldness towards him has extended to her, and his previous attempts to please her are now only getting him a polite smile.
This leaves him completely bewildered.
“What am I going to do?
This stalemate can’t go on forever.
If I don’t find a way to get Qi Feng away, I’m afraid my relationship with my mother won’t improve.” That night, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, deeply troubled.
I racked my brains for ages but couldn’t come up with a solution.
The mind‑control potion is a potential breakthrough, but unfortunately, I only have one bottle.
I need to find the right moment to use it.
I checked the time and it was almost midnight.
I’m going to use the restroom and then go to sleep, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t be able to get up tomorrow.
“Hmm?” After running errands, I habitually listened to the sounds coming from Qi Feng’s room next door, and to my surprise, I heard something unusual.
“…She has a good relationship with her son, who’s a bit hostile towards me and has ruined my plans a few times…
It’s not my fault, Father, those people are useless too, they let more than ten of them get away…
She’s been taking care of her son at the hospital, how could I have a chance?
Okay…
I’ll find an opportunity…
You can stall for time a little longer…” With my full attention, I finally heard the intermittent voices coming from next door, but those few fragmented words immediately made me think of many things!
Qi Feng’s visit to my house was definitely premeditated!
He really did hire those people who attacked me!
The father he mentioned must be Qi Zhen.
It’s unexpected that Qi Zhen also knew about this, and Qi Feng even implied that Qi Zhen was behind it!
What worries me most is that Qi Feng told Qi Zhen to come back later; he’s still looking for an opportunity, and the closer things get, the more drastic his methods will likely become! New chapters come out on novelping . com first.
I took a deep breath to suppress my anger and began to silently think of a solution.
After thinking for a long time, I realized with dismay that I really didn’t have any good ideas.
If I told my mother directly, she definitely wouldn’t believe me.
She had known Qi Zhen for many years; how could she kick her friend’s son out just because of what I said?
Did they deliberately beat up Qi Feng and kick him out?
Doing this will most likely result in me being the one who suffers the most.
Looks like I’ll have to take it one step at a time.
First, I’ll look for evidence against that kid.
If that doesn’t work, I’ll provoke him again and get his gang to attack me.
I’m sure I’ll catch him red‑handed then!
The next day, my attention was entirely focused on Qi Feng.
I successfully memorized his phone’s unlock password.
Seeing that kid still acting so obediently, I felt extremely disgusted, but I had to pretend to be nonchalant.
It was truly unpleasant.
Finally, night fell.
As the noise from Qi Feng’s room gradually subsided, I gritted my teeth and used my last 20 shop points to buy an invisibility potion.
Looking at the potion in my hand, my heart ached.
I used it to watch how much fun Mom enjoyed taking a bath; now I had to use it on him.
Reluctantly, I downed the potion in one gulp, watching my figure disappear.
I stepped into Qi Feng’s room.
The light was off, but with my current eyesight, I could still see clearly.
Qi Feng was sprawled on the bed, fast asleep, his phone beside his pillow.
I quickly went to his bedside, about to pick up the phone to check, when I noticed a section of stocking peeking out from under his blanket.
A thought struck me, and I pulled the stocking out.
It was covered in semen stains, some still damp.
I felt a wave of nausea and quickly threw the stocking back onto his bed.
Suppressing my nausea, I looked closer and noticed the stockings were similar in style to the ones my mother usually wore.
This made me wonder—had this kid stolen my mother’s stockings?
Logically, this shouldn’t be the case.
Mom is usually a very observant person; if the stockings were missing, she would definitely have noticed.
But it seems this kid’s got a stocking fetish too; he masturbates with stockings every day.
Maybe that’s a breakthrough point, I thought to myself.
After looking around and finding nothing else, I picked up Qi Feng’s phone and started checking it.
What I found was incredibly disappointing.
He and Qi Zhen usually only had voice or video calls, and their text chats were just casual conversations—nothing useful at all.
Instead, I found a lot of pornographic videos on his phone, mostly featuring mature women.
I couldn’t help but curse inwardly, “This guy really has a thing for this!”
The only somewhat useful discovery was that I found secretly taken photos on his phone, and all of them were of the same woman.
This woman was stunningly beautiful, with a hot figure, exuding a mature and alluring aura.
She was a beauty comparable to my mother.
In the photos, sometimes she was cooking, sometimes doing housework, and sometimes she had just finished showering and was wrapped in a towel, revealing most of her full breasts and long, shapely legs.
Clearly, Qi Feng and this woman had an unusual relationship.
Although the woman was mostly dressed in loungewear in the photos, she was always wearing various colors of stockings.
Could it be that Qi Feng, with his stocking fetish, had something to do with this woman?
I took a look around Qi Feng’s room.
Although I didn’t find anything particularly remarkable, I learned a little about his background, which was better than nothing.
Since I can’t do anything to Qi Feng for the time being, I can only continue to be wary of him and monitor his movements every night.
A few days later, I tried my best to please my mother, but she remained indifferent.
I could sense that she still cared about me and was still happy when I tried to please her, but the distance between us was so obvious that I couldn’t cross that line!
The only good news these past few days is that the school held another exam.
Although I’ve been busy dealing with Qi Feng, I haven’t neglected my studies.
Plus, my hearing and eyesight are much better now, which has improved my learning efficiency.
Getting first place this time shouldn’t be a problem.
“Son, how did you do on the exam?” His mother asked softly at the breakfast table that morning.
“The results will be out today, I’m definitely getting first place!” I said confidently.
“Okay, I’ll be waiting for your good news,” Mom said with a faint smile.
“I remember you said that if I got first place, you’d grant me one request,” I said meaningfully.
“Yes, if you get first place, just tell Mom what you want.
As long as it’s not unreasonable, Mom will agree to it,” Mom smiled.