I opened the swimming folder again, which was mostly filled with various swimsuit photos of my mom, along with a few videos. I played the videos in order, and it seemed they were shot by Mom herself using a handheld GoPro. She was wearing a meticulously applied summer waterproof makeup, her large eyes sparkling as she looked into the camera. Mom had on a white jellyfish swimsuit, tight-fitting with a pink heart and "SEXBABY" print on the chest. The sleeves were pink, adorned with a string of heart prints. The swimsuit clung to her body, accentuating her alluring curves even more.
Wang Yi's pool was designed with an infinity edge, offering a direct view of Shanghai's landmarks to the south—the Bund and the Pudong skyline. Mom, excited like a little girl, used the buildings as her backdrop, puckering her lips one moment, winking and making heart or peace signs the next. After taking a few photos, I heard her call out, "Wang Yi, come quick! Help Auntie take a few pictures." Wang Yi eagerly ran over and enthusiastically took photos for her. Mom turned her back to the camera, glancing over her shoulder with a smile, her arms extended upward. Her right arm was bent, resting on her left forearm, while her left arm stretched straight up, forming a "Y" gesture.
Since her back was to the camera, my attention was drawn to her full, rounded buttocks. The swimsuit bottom appeared normal from the front, but the real detail was at the back—it was a T-back style. A two-finger-wide strap cinched around her slender waist in a V-shape, with a piece of fabric passing through her crotch to cover her pubic area. At the hips, it narrowed into a thin strap that ran between her buttocks, connecting to the waistband at the back, leaving her two cheeks fully exposed to the air. As she posed, Mom kept adjusting the swimsuit and asked Wang Yi, "Is this swimsuit too small? It's digging in."
Wang Yi replied, "Teacher Sun, you don't understand. This is how all the fashionable girls wear them. Your jellyfish swimsuit covers you up completely on top, so the bottom has to be a size smaller to catch people's attention. Come on, let's take a front-facing shot! Give a heart sign to the camera!" In the frame, Mom made a heart gesture toward the camera, her chest swelling prominently under the tight jellyfish swimsuit, which barely contained her 36E bust. While the top was fully covered by the snug swimsuit, the bottom was a size-too-small T-back, with the camel toe clearly visible at the crotch, creating an immediate sense of lewdness. This contrast instantly excited me.
Wang Yi continued filming Mom and said, "Auntie, let's get in the water for more shots. We can even race to see who swims faster." Mom agreed without hesitation and jumped into the pool with Wang Yi. Wang Yi held the sports camera underwater, capturing Mom's graceful figure. He said, "Auntie, let's see who reaches the other end of the pool first. The winner takes all." Mom replied, "No problem, let's begin."
Wang Yi shouted, "Ready, go!" and immediately, Mom shot forward like a torpedo. Her long legs and glute muscles tensed as she kicked powerfully, creating splashes with each stroke. Unaware that she was playing right into Wang Yi's hands, Mom focused entirely on the race. Wang Yi followed closely behind with the GoPro, intently filming her form—her fair, slender, straight legs and her exposed buttocks, barely covered by the thin strap outlining her private areas, were utterly tantalizing.
By the time Mom reached the other side of the pool and turned back, Wang Yi had only just swum to the midpoint. As she swam toward Wang Yi's camera, her 36E breasts, encased in the jellyfish suit, swayed with each stroke. Grinning widely, Wang Yi said, "Auntie, you're amazing! You swim incredibly fast!" Hearing this, Mom replied happily, "How about that? Auntie's pretty good, huh? Wang Yi, you're not coming? I gave you the chance, but you couldn't keep up!" Suddenly, Wang Yi handed the action camera to Mom and said, "Auntie, hold this for me. I need to grab something." With that, he swam to the edge of the pool, climbed out, and dashed toward the poolside bar.
A short while later, he rushed back carrying a bundle of items. He tossed them into the pool before leaping in himself, sending splashes of water everywhere. Mom, her face splashed, scolded playfully, "Wang Yi, you little rascal! What are you up to now?" In front of the camera, Wang Yi suddenly emerged from the water, startling Mom. Smiling mischievously, he handed her the items and said, "Auntie, look!" Mom focused her gaze and saw a pair of long fins, currently popular among influencers, along with a snorkeling mask.
Wang Yi said to Mom, "It's a shame we can't travel abroad right now. Otherwise, I'd have my dad send his private jet to take me, Teacher Sun, and your husband to the Maldives for snorkeling. Auntie, with your outfit today and these fins, you'd look absolutely stunning in the water, just like a mermaid!" Mom tapped Wang Yi's forehead with her finger and teased, "You little rascal, you sure know how to sweet-talk! Alright then." She then swam toward the edge of the pool to put on the fins. Wang Yi called out after her, "While you're at it, take off the jellyfish suit too!" Mom turned her head and retorted, "Pfft, you little pervert!"
In the past, Mom would never have agreed to something like this. After all, she was married and had just given birth. Even though she took good care of herself, time still left its mark. But ever since she started using the cosmetics and skincare products Wang Yi brought back from abroad, everything changed. In just over ten days, Mom felt like a whole new person—younger, with skin that had become fairer, firmer, smoother, and more elastic. The faint crow's feet and eye bags around her eyes had vanished, and the skin on her neck and knees had tightened and smoothed out. Even her once slightly dull cherry-colored nipples and private areas had turned into a delicate, youthful pink.
Not only that, but Mom felt her figure had improved too. Her chest seemed to have grown a size larger, her waist had become slimmer, and her full, round buttocks had tightened and lifted. Even her energy, mood, and mindset felt better, as if she had returned to her 18-year-old self, eager to try new things. Sitting by the pool, Mom slipped her crystal-clear, snow-white, delicate feet into the fins and tightened the straps around her heels. Once the fins were secured, she stood up and slowly lifted the jellyfish suit, starting from her flat stomach, past her toned waist, and upward. With a final tug, a pair of plump, round, and fair 36E breasts sprang into view. Was Mom wearing nothing underneath?
I widened my eyes and looked closely. At the tips of her magnificent breasts were two heart-shaped, flesh-toned nipple covers, concealing her nipples and areolas. It wasn't that Mom wasn't wearing anything—she had on a bra made of two triangular strings, designed to showcase her 36E breasts. The thin straps were tied behind her neck and back, but the bra was so minimal it might as well have been nonexistent. From the pool, Wang Yi exclaimed, "Auntie, you look gorgeous!"
Mom shot him a glare, then put on her goggles, took a deep breath to press them tightly against her face to prevent leaks, inhaled once more, and plunged into the water. Wang Yi, who had already put on his goggles, took a deep breath, gripped the sports camera, and dove straight to the bottom of the pool. Sitting at the bottom, he filmed as Mom pushed off with her legs, her long white fins moving like a mermaid's tail, propelling her swiftly through the water.
Seeing Mom darting toward the bottom, Wang Yi swam quickly past the camera, then turned and glided by his side in a backstroke. Her long, straight legs powerfully kicked the fins, moving so fast that Wang Yi could barely keep up. After a minute, Wang Yi signaled to surface for air. Gasping, he said to Mom, "Auntie, you're too fast—are you a great white shark?"
"You have to imagine yourself as a mermaid—graceful and elegant, and you have to know how to seduce men. Legend says mermaids lure sailors, mate with them, and then eat them. You need to be a bit more alluring. Treat the camera as the man you want to seduce, and use your body to tempt him." Mom retorted playfully, "Who wants to seduce men? I'm a great white shark, so what?" Wang Yi pleaded, "Okay, Auntie, dear sister, have mercy on this photographer who almost suffocated. I'm still just a kid."
Mom chuckled. "Alright, alright, I'll listen to you." Delighted, Wang Yi gave an OK sign, took a deep breath, and dove back down, sitting at the bottom with the sports camera in both hands, ready for the next round of filming. Above the water, Mom slowly descended headfirst toward the camera, her snow-white, full, round, and perky 36E breasts charging straight at the lens, creating a striking visual. As she drew closer, her breasts nearly touched the lens before she turned sideways, presenting her peach-like buttocks to the camera, briefly aiming her pubic area toward it before slowly swimming away. This allowed Wang Yi to capture her graceful figure.
Her soft, toned waist with defined abs, followed by her round, perky peach-like buttocks, looked even more seductive and enchanting against the white T-back swimsuit. Her long, straight legs continuously kicked the fins with exquisite elegance. Wang Yi tightly followed Mom's figure with the camera, afraid of missing any captivating shots. Suddenly, Mom turned, pushed off with her legs, and hovered above Wang Yi, her long fins crossing slowly just centimeters from his lens.
Wang Yi's eyes lit up because, from this low angle, he could glimpse the mysterious area between Mom's legs. Though she wore a white T-back swimsuit, the elastic fabric clung tightly to her pubic area, clearly outlining the shape of her intimate parts.
From this vantage point, he could even see a hint of pink flesh along the swimsuit's edge near her buttocks. After filming for a minute and thirty seconds, Wang Yi and Mom surfaced for air. Gasping heavily, Wang Yi said, "That was great, Auntie, really great. For the next set, swim down slowly first, and I'll follow from behind to film." Mom scoffed and said, "You little rascal, always up to no good, just following women around to film their backsides." With that, she took a breath and dove back down.
Seeing this, Wang Yi quickly followed. He watched as his mother slowly swam toward the deeper end of the pool, her legs kicking gently. Her exposed, full buttocks were clearly visible, and a thin white strap of her swimsuit was wedged into the crevice of her rear, making it even more enticing. Once she reached the bottom, his mother suddenly slipped off her shoes and began swimming toward the other side of the pool with a breaststroke. Wang Yi swiftly followed, observing how her legs opened and closed rhythmically, the private area covered by her swimsuit faintly visible with each movement. Overwhelmed with joy, Wang Yi thought to himself, "Auntie really understands me."
Finally, the underwater filming session came to an end. Wang Yi and his mother rested by the edge of the pool, facing the Pudong skyline across the river. Sipping orange juice, his mother playfully bobbed up and down in the water, buoyed by its force. Her round, peach-like buttocks alternately emerged from and submerged beneath the surface, appearing and disappearing in a tantalizing rhythm. Noticing this, Wang Yi quickly turned on his sports camera, swam up behind her, and said, "Auntie, keep going—this pose is too tempting."
Hearing this, his mother cooperatively continued bobbing up and down, letting the water lift her shapely rear as they filmed for a while longer. Wang Yi then swam back to her side and said, "Auntie, it's still not provocative enough—let me help you." Before she could react in surprise, Wang Yi reached beneath her and tugged sharply upward on the side strap of her swimsuit. His mother let out a sharp cry and slapped him on the head, scolding, "You little pervert! What are you doing? Who said you could touch me? Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Wang Yi pleaded, "Auntie, don't be angry—it's my fault. You can punish me however you like after we finish filming." She shot him a glare and said, "If you're going to film, hurry up." Wang Yi swam behind her again and called out, "Action!"
Just as before, his mother bobbed up and down in the water, her buttocks rising above the surface before sinking back down. But this time, the thin strap of her swimsuit slipped directly into her intimate area, exposing her plump, pink labia fully to the camera. They filmed like this for several minutes before the clip ended. The screen went dark, and I thought the day's filming was finally over. Just as I was about to close the video, the dim screen lit up again.
The sound of a woman's heavy panting and high-pitched moans, mixed with the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh, poured from the speakers. The screen brightened to reveal a slender young boy and a mature woman in the poolside hot tub at sunset, engaged in intense intercourse in a doggy-style position. The scene was visually jarring. The boy thrusting his 20-centimeter-long member vigorously into the woman's full buttocks was Wang Yi, and the woman whose rear rippled with each forceful impact was none other than my usually stern, dignified, and coldly elegant police officer mother, Sun Xiudong.
Wang Yi held the sports camera in his left hand while gripping my mother's long ponytail with his right, pulling it back forcefully. On screen, her neck and head were yanked backward, her back and waist arching in response, and her upturned rear lifted even higher. Since Wang Yi was filming from behind, only the raised angle of her face was visible—her high nose bridge, sharp chin, and her parted lips, which moaned loudly in sync with the rhythm. Wang Yi then shifted the camera toward their joined lower bodies, capturing the violent impact of his lower abdomen against her buttocks, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh clearly audible.
Wang Yi's 20-centimeter-long thick cock thrust wildly inside his mother's pussy, performing an intense piston-like motion. Her two plump, pink labia were spread open and closed by the massive shaft, while her copious juices flowed out like an endless stream, trickling down the inside of her thighs.
As he pumped vigorously, Wang Yi asked his mother, "Auntie, how am I doing? Look at how wet you are down there. You said I wouldn't be able to handle it, but what about now?" His mother gasped in response, "Wang Yi, I can't take it anymore! Auntie is about to climax again! You're really amazing!"
Wang Yi laughed heartily and said, "Auntie, what will your young son think if he sees you like this someday? Usually so dignified and cold as a teacher, now you're naked, arching your big butt, having intense sex with your own student." His mother, panting intermittently, replied, "Don't... ah... talk nonsense. It's clearly you, you bad kid, raping me. You're still raping Auntie now... ahhh, it feels so good!"
Wang Yi felt her pussy tightening around his cock, bringing him immense pleasure. Knowing she was close, he increased the intensity of his thrusts. As he drove into her, he asked, "Auntie, if your son ever sees us having sex, how would you explain it to him? What would you say?" His mother moaned loudly, her words becoming incoherent: "We're not having sex... son... Mom isn't having sex with Wang Yi... Mom is being raped by this bad kid Wang Yi... this little pervert... he even taught Mom many dirty things... Mom has done many shameful things with him... but every time he rapes Mom... he wears a condom, so Mom won't get pregnant... ahhhhhhh!"
Wang Yi intensified his thrusts, his thick cock plunging rapidly and fiercely into her wet hole. His lower abdomen slapped loudly against her round, perky buttocks. With his right hand, he yanked her ponytail hard, pulling half of her body backward. His mother's eyes rolled back, her mouth gaping open, and her tongue hung out as she was fucked senseless. Wang Yi commanded her, "Auntie, sing 'Conquer.' Sing 'Conquer,' and I'll make you climax with me." As if in a trance, his mother obeyed, singing, "Just like this, you conquer me, cutting off all retreat..." Wang Yi interrupted sharply, "By whom? By what? Sing it loud, Auntie!"
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