First Day Being an Adult - Chapter 16

Chapter 16: She’s Very Aggrieved

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

I closed my eyes and opened them again. The two of them were almost done. At this moment, mom looked very exhausted, and dad looked a little tired. After all, he was old and lacked exercise, so I could see that he had layers of beer belly. After a while, he leaned against the bed and fell asleep. I heard him ask mom, “Have you washed my clothes?”

For a moment, I was a little embarrassed and even felt that this wasn’t worth it for mom. He rarely came home at all, but now that he did, he wasn’t even willing to say a few pleasant words to coax Zhao Ting at such a romantic moment. Wasn’t he a little too unromantic? I admit that I was a little biased towards my mom, but I had no choice. I didn’t interact much with my dad. It was Zhao Ting who raised me. I only had a very vague impression of my dad in the past. Now, my impression of him had fallen step by step to an unbelievably low level.

Mom did not answer his question. She just leaned against the bed expressionlessly with her arms crossed, as if she was thinking, but also as if she was not. Because she had just made love, she was still panting. Even her eyes were covered in a layer of mist. Her tears seemed to be about to fall in the next second, and she looked a little aggrieved.

At this moment, I almost suspected that mom was about to cry, but no. I watched as mom slowly moved to the side of the bed. Then, she stretched out her hand and gently stroked the base of her thigh. She had gotten her nails done in a short manicure, probably to welcome my dad. The color of the manicure was bright red and very gorgeous. Her hand slowly slid down her snow-white flesh. I could tell that her actions were heavy and almost carried a hint of anger. The tip of her nails left a long exaggerated mark on her very delicate flesh. It was simply shocking. At this moment, I really wanted to pull open the door and rush in to stop mom from hurting herself, but I didn’t have the guts.

I smelled the distinct smell of sex between a man and a woman in the air and moved to the side and hid in a daze. As I slowly touched my penis, I looked at mom. I wanted to be by her side at this moment. Mom was so gentle. She would ask me gently when I was sad, “Little Feng, what’s wrong?” I cherished her so much, but my dad seems to be tired of her. However, this was not her fault. She hadn’t done anything.

Just as my thoughts were wandering, mom slowly rose from the bed. I saw her change her posture and kneel on the bedsheets with her butt facing me. She probably didn’t know that the door wasn’t closed, nor did she know that I was standing outside. Her trembling thighs were spread open, revealing the entirety of a lewd hole in front of me. I could see how the bright red hole was twitching and spitting out snow-white mucus. I couldn’t help but feel aroused. My already erect penis was now aching. Now that I only saw mom, I felt much less awkward. I subconsciously reached my hand into my pants and rubbed gently to the scene in front of me. Mom was burying her face in the white pillow, as if she was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to help but cry out and disturb her husband beside her. Only her waist was raised higher and higher. She seemed to be familiar with this process. She reached out and took out a dildo from the bedside table. Then, she held the hard dildo that was much larger than my dad’s and sucked it into her mouth to lubricate it.

I could see a delicate redness on my mother’s thin skin, but she seemed to have no time to care about anything else. She seemed to be a little anxious as she shouted the cold, cold dildo, as if that thing was really alive and warm. At this moment, I suddenly felt regretful that I had never thought that I could completely replace dad and do something to her… I saw her use her lips to suck the dry dildo and pushed it all the way down her throat. She couldn’t close her mouth, and clear spit dripped down her fingers that were holding the dildo and flowed down bit by bit. Then, it flowed down to her soft wrist. I slowly closed my eyes, and I couldn’t help but imagine that what she currently had in her mouth was not that fake inferior d*ck, but my already erect one. At this moment, I would gently caress her thick black hair like I would pet a cute pet cat. I could even smell the faint milky fragrance on her body. Her red lips that were opened to the limit were like her vulgar p*ssy. She could only stare at me with resentment as if she was begging for mercy. Perhaps I would be at a loss, but it didn’t matter. Mom was very mature. She had had plenty of experiences. So she would help me, she would accept everything about me lewdly and maturely, just like she had my dad, because she was my mother – the mother who had been with me since I was a child.

My biological parents had passed away when I was a child, and I was not Zhao Ting’s biological son. However, she gave me all she could give me, and treated me as her own son. She seemed to really embrace everything about me, and even accepted me completely, so could I? I would not treat her roughly like my father. I wouldn’t pull her hair and hurt her. I would not use her so recklessly, as if Zhao Ting is just a sex doll who could be thrown aside after having sex. My dad couldn’t even satisfy her and she still had to pleasure herself…

More and more bold thoughts like this almost overflowed out of my mind. Along with them, my sperm surged out. In such a scenario, I actually ejaculated just like that, and my hands were covered in semen. After the rush passed, I began to blame myself again. What was I doing? I was indeed not close to dad, but who paid for my food and education since I was young? It was all him. Even if mom was not satisfied, she could use her own tool. How could I dare to be so audacious?

I slowly opened my eyes. Mom seemed to be almost done. She still maintained the same posture as she knelt on the bed and exposed everything to me, the voyeur. Then, she raised her leg and pressed the base of the dildo tightly with her hand, pushing it into her tunnel bit by bit. Because she had just made love, her p*ssy was still moist and sensitive. Even though the dildo looked ferocious, it still successfully entered her p*ssy, leaving only the base outside.