Role-Play AV 2
Mom was in her police uniform with a police skirt, flesh-colored stockings on her legs, and black stiletto heels, sternly lecturing Wang Yi. "How can you, at such a young age, watch such obscene videos and books? If there's a next time, Auntie will have you sent to juvenile detention." The scene shifts to Wang Yi in his spacious, lavishly decorated bathroom, confessing to the camera. "Got scolded today by my classmate's police mom. So annoying, I need to vent. Came to this club—heard this members-only place specializes in mature, beautiful mothers."
Then the scene shifts again, with the shower curtain half-drawn, vaguely revealing a beautiful figure inside. She was squatting, her hands stirring something in a basin. She wore a white lace bra, white garter stockings, and a white thong. Since she was facing away, only her full breasts and erect pink nipples were visible from the side, along with her long, enticing legs in white garter stockings. Her beautiful feet, wrapped in white silk, with their arches especially alluring. Just then, the woman said, "Sir, everything's ready. You can begin." Upon hearing this, Wang Yi immediately stripped, pulled back the shower curtain, and rushed in. He took a closer look and exclaimed, "Huh? It's you, Auntie!"
The woman was equally stunned to see Wang Yi. "Wang Yi, how is it you?" she said. They then sized each other up. Wang Yi realized it was Sun Xiudong, the police mom of his good friend and classmate who had scolded him earlier. The beautiful mother wore a white lace bra that accentuated her perky 36E breasts, with two pink nipples standing tall. Below the white lace garter belt were white lace-trimmed stockings and a semi-transparent lace thong, her private parts faintly visible. Wang Yi instantly got hard, rushed over, and hugged her, grabbing her 36E breasts with both hands and kneading them. He even took her delicate pink nipple into his mouth and sucked vigorously. Startled by the sudden assault, Mom immediately pushed Wang Yi away. "You little pervert!"
Wang Yi chuckled and replied, "Auntie, you're so prim and proper in your police uniform during the day, but at night you're a slutty whore. What would your son think if he knew? Would he still recognize you as his mom?" Mom's face changed, her voice trembling slightly as she asked, "What do you want? Don't think you can threaten me. I won't fall for that." Wang Yi grinned and said, "Oh, I wouldn't dare threaten you, Auntie."
Mom hurried over and pleaded with him. Wang Yi responded, "That's more like it. If Auntie behaves and cooperates, I'll definitely keep your secret." He then pressed on her shoulders, signaling her to squat down. Of course, Mom knew what he wanted, but with her secret in his hands, she had no choice but to comply. Wang Yi's 20-centimeter-long erection stood tall, almost touching his lower abdomen. Mom was taken aback by its size. "How is it so big?" Wang Yi laughed and said, "Auntie, look how hard I am. Help me out with a blowjob." Mom frowned slightly, opened her mouth, and took the large glans inside, sucking hard.
Wang Yi shivered with pleasure. "Auntie, you're amazing. That feels so good." Mom sucked eagerly, as if savoring an ice pop. After a while, Wang Yi lay on an air mattress in the bathroom, spreading a basin of aloe vera all over himself and Mom. He had Mom use her breasts, silk-stocking-clad legs, jade-like feet, and "meat clam" to give him an oil massage. Mom slid over Wang Yi's body, at times rubbing her large breasts against his chest and face, giving him a "facial cleansing" service.
Later, she lay on top of Wang Yi, rubbing her peach-like buttocks and plump pussy against his thick, hard cock. Her long, straight legs, clad in white stockings, were pressed together and slightly bent, with her delicate feet resting on Wang Yi's face, gently stepping and rubbing. Wang Yi was overwhelmed with pleasure and could no longer hold back. Grabbing his mother's slender ankles with both hands, he thrust his thick cock upward, penetrating her wet pussy. Wang Yi began a fierce, piston-like motion.
Wang Yi opened his mouth and took the tip of his mother's delicate foot, wrapped in white stockings, into his mouth, licking and sucking frantically. His mother pressed her thighs together, her beautiful buttocks tightly pressed against Wang Yi's lower abdomen. As his thick cock thrust in and out, she was lifted up and down with each movement. After roughly five hundred thrusts, Wang Yi grabbed her ankles again, spreading her legs wide into a split, clearly revealing the intimate union between them. His mother felt both excited and ashamed, thinking to herself that as a 38-year-old woman, she was being pleasured by her son's classmate, a boy over twenty years younger—first having her delicate feet worshipped, then her beautiful pussy ravaged—leaving her utterly exhilarated.
This position made her pussy grip even tighter, increasing friction and making it easier for both to reach their peak. After roughly a thousand more thrusts, his mother reached her climax, and a flood of her essence gushed from their joined bodies. Wang Yi's thick cock couldn't hold it back, and she sprayed all over him.
Wang Yi pulled out his thick cock and pushed his mother down onto the air mattress. He then climbed on top of her and engaged in a deep, wet kiss. With his arms wrapped around the backs of her knees, he placed her hands on his shoulders and neck, letting her hold on. Then, with a burst of strength, he lifted her up, his arms supporting the backs of her knees and his hands cupping her buttocks, holding her face-to-face.
His large cock slid back into her wet pussy, and he began thrusting up and down again, lifting her with each movement. Wang Yi's mother was taken by surprise and gasped, "Wang Yi, be careful! Don't drop me!" Wang Yi chuckled and replied, "Don't worry, Auntie. I've always been strong since I was little." With that, he leaned in and kissed her deeply again, their tongues intertwining.
After kissing for a while, Wang Yi asked, "Auntie, if your son saw you like this, wouldn't he go crazy? His usually dignified and proper policewoman mother, now being held like a toy by his classmate, getting her plump pussy pounded by a thick cock, her big breasts and stocking-clad feet all licked clean by his classmate. Do you think your son would start jerking off if he saw his mom like this?" As he spoke, Wang Yi carried her out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, thrusting with each step. In each corner of the bedroom, a camera recorded everything happening in the room. Still holding her, Wang Yi walked over to the wardrobe and had her take out a police cap and put it on.
Then, still holding her, Wang Yi grabbed his mother's phone from the bedside table and sent a video call request to someone unknown. Once the call connected, he handed the phone to his mother. It was already past 10 p.m., and the person on the other end hurriedly answered the video call. On the screen, his mother's face was flushed, her hair disheveled, and her police cap slightly askew. Beads of sweat trickled down her delicate cheeks, past her sharp chin, and onto her fair, taut neck. In the video, her head bobbed up and down rhythmically, accompanied by the soft, wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh.
The person on the other end asked Mom, "What's wrong? Why is your face so red and why are you sweating so much?" On the screen, Mom bit her red lips lightly with her pearly white teeth, as if holding something back. Despite the question, she mustered her energy and replied, "It's nothing, I'm just working out with a yoga ball with a colleague. Why are you still up so late? What are you doing? Stop smoking! You should go to bed early!" The last "ah" she let out was particularly loud, making the person on the other end think she was angry. They immediately replied, "Okay, I won't smoke anymore. I'll go to bed right away."
Suddenly, loud and intense slapping sounds erupted from the other side of the screen. In the video, Mom faced the camera, her forehead sweating even more profusely. Her beautiful, delicate face looked somewhat stiff and slightly contorted, her eyes unfocused and dazed as she stared at the camera. The up-and-down motion of her head grew more pronounced, and the background behind her began to shift on its own. When the background turned to reveal a full-length mirror, I was stunned. In the mirror, Mom was completely naked, her back to it, being held by someone whose arms were wrapped around her legs. A pair of smallish hands supported her large buttocks as she bounced up and down on a thick, 20-centimeter-long penis.
Just then, Mom quickly said, "Okay, goodnight," and tried to end the video call. But perhaps due to nervousness, she fumbled several times, failing to hang up. This delay lasted another seven or eight seconds. Through the mirror, I saw the hands holding her buttocks lift her up forcefully, causing the thick penis to slide out from between her pale buttocks. A large amount of fluid sprayed from the woman's private area. Just as I tried to get a clearer look, the screen went dark—the call had ended.
I couldn't believe what I had just seen and thought I must have been hallucinating from playing too many games. Shaking my head, I muttered to myself, "It can't be. My mom is serious, cold, and proper. How could she be naked, being held and fucked until she squirted?"
In the video room, only a bedside lamp was on. In the dim light, I saw a large bed with a blanket propped up high. Faint, muffled moans and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh came from beneath it.
With a sudden motion, the entire blanket was thrown aside, revealing a shocking scene. Mom lay completely naked on the bed, her long legs spread in an M-shape. Wang Yi was crouched between her legs, both of them covered in a fine layer of sweat as they engaged in intense intercourse. A thick penis thrust in and out of Mom's lower opening in a piston-like motion, each stroke bringing out a large amount of fluid that soaked the bedsheet beneath. Her pale, full breasts swayed rhythmically in semicircles with each thrust.
Wang Yi increased the frequency and force of his thrusts, his lower abdomen slamming violently against Mom's buttocks. The slapping sounds grew intense and lewd. Mom moaned loudly in response, the sounds of flesh colliding and her cries filling the entire room. The video continued until the next evening. In the recording, Mom made another voice call, and I suddenly noticed that today, she wasn't wearing pants.
Although her upper body was still in uniform and her tone remained as cold and calm as ever, as the camera shook, I clearly saw that her lower half was only clad in gray suspender stockings and a pair of red-soled, half-heeled, buckle-strap pointed-toe high-heeled sandals!
For a moment, my heart trembled violently.
Has the aloof and stunning mother really been conquered by Wang Yi? Or is she just pretending to go along with it for fun? Otherwise, how could she possibly be dressed like this?
These past few days, a lot must have happened between Wang Yi and my mother. Every day, he would use a video camera or camera to take some sexy photos of her working out, swimming, or doing yoga.
Could it be that this guy actually succeeded in "training" my mother, as he once claimed?
Wang Yi stored all the content from the videos in a blog, and the details in the blog were incredibly thorough.
There were many sexy photos and videos of my mother.
Some of these photos were recorded by Wang Yi, but most of them were never made public!
The photos were extremely detailed, capturing everything about my mother over these days—from her initial stern refusals to her gradual descent into depravity. The stark contrast between the two drove me almost insane!
Especially when I saw my mother wearing all kinds of lingerie and striking seductive poses, I could hardly believe the woman in the photos was my aloof and strong-willed police officer mother! Suppressing my emotions, I started from the beginning. The photos were divided into several categories: fitness, swimming, and lingerie. I opened the fitness folder first. Most of these were taken secretly by Wang Yi and were quite blurry, except for one set that was clear and professionally lit, likely shot with a professional DSLR.
According to the photo timestamps, it was the 12th day after my mother moved into Wang Yi's mother's house due to the lockdown. In the photo, my mother was running on a treadmill in Wang Yi's private home gym, wearing a rust-red sports bra and matching compression leggings. Her hair was tied up in a high, long ponytail, and the two thin straps of the sports bra crisscrossed over her smooth back. Below her slender waist, her peach-shaped buttocks were accentuated by the tight compression leggings, appearing even rounder, fuller, and more curvaceous.
In the next photo, my mother leaned forward, arching her back and sticking out her buttocks, with her feet apart and her hands gripping a resistance band. Despite the restrictive sports bra, her 36E breasts stubbornly pushed forward, outlining a deep cleavage. Another photo taken from behind at a 45-degree angle focused on her raised peach-shaped buttocks. Between the two tightly wrapped buttocks, her full mons pubis was slightly raised, and the inner seam was clearly visible. With my extensive experience, I could confidently say my mother possessed the legendary "steamed bun pussy," a natural vessel for semen.
There were also a few photos of my mother wearing a ballet leotard with white tights, thick terrycloth socks around her ankles, and cat-paw shoes. She was stretching in front of the gym's floor-to-ceiling mirror. I knew my mother had practiced ballet since childhood and continued until high school, only stopping when she entered teacher's college. That's why she was tall and had long, straight, and perfectly proportioned legs. In the photo, she was tying up her hair with a hairpin in her mouth, one foot resting on a wooden barre and the other on the ground, bending sideways to shift her weight onto her legs, looking relaxed and casual.
In the next photo, Mom was still in the same pose, but Wang Yi had moved closer for a close-up of her face. She looked 20 years younger, making a playful grimace at the camera, with half of her large breasts nearly bursting out of her leotard, the two nipples clearly visible. I was shocked to realize Mom wasn't wearing a bra. The following shot changed again—this time taken from behind Mom at an upward angle, clearly capturing the full, prominent shape of her pubic mound as she stretched her legs. Mom, however, looked completely unfazed, smiling and flashing a peace sign at the camera. Seeing this, I understood—Mom knew Wang Yi was photographing her private area and didn't stop him, which meant they had already developed a silent understanding.
In the next photo, Mom held onto a wooden barre, bending forward and lowering her waist, with one leg on the ground and the other kicking back to stretch. Wang Yi stood behind her, aiming the camera at her crotch, tightly wrapped in the ballet leotard, where the distinct, rounded outline of her vulva was clearly visible.
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