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Chapter 36 Part 2 Homework And Oral
Qi's veins almost popped. He ripped the page out and started again, fast and focused.
"Mm, that's it fast and good…" Mother knelt by him, hands resting on her knees; her arms squeezed her breasts into two round peaks. Below the slim waist, the glossy black curls seemed to shine.
Qi, however, almost ignored the most perfect nude, scribbling hard; veins stood out on his forehead.
Mother watched, then frowned. "This one's wrong. Redo."
"Mom!" He was close to tears.
"Use correction tape; no need to rewrite the whole page," she relented.
He quickly corrected the spot and pleaded, "Mom down there hurts. You should go out; I'll call you when I'm done."
"No. If I leave, you'll be distracted thinking of Mom. Then your work will be ugly and sloppy," she said seriously. "With Mom here, you won't be daydreaming you'll just race to finish well so you can do Mom."
"But it hurts Mom is too beautiful it won't go down," he groaned.
Mother smiled, lifted her hair to show a perfect profile. "Since baby is so good, Mom will help it soften. But you must hurry exclude all distractions every minute delayed is one minute less with Mom." She nudged the desk forward to make space, then lay on the bed and slid her face between his legs. Her red lips parted and took his glans, tongue swiping gently.
Qi stiffened, hand pausing.
With him still in her mouth, she said, "There are four hours until dinner. Every minute you waste is a minute less of lovemaking with Mom this afternoon… If you want to keep Mom and Auntie, your only capital is skill. But if you can't even finish homework fast and well, how can you learn something harder than homework lovemaking? If you want Mom faithful and Auntie not to seek other men, prove it with the fastest, best homework. Even if Mom were riding you tight and wet, you'd still finish fast and flawless. That's how the boy who can keep Mom and Auntie should be."
Qi started writing again focused and fast. He slid into a strange dual state: he felt the wet comfort of Mother's mouth; the painful hardness dissolved into soothing warmth. His mind, however, was crystal clear pencils flying, solving problems with agile thought, barely a hitch.
Seeing his concentration, Mother paused, smiled softly, and murmured, "Truly loves Mom no doubt Mom's son. If guided well, this little one will accomplish great things." Then she bowed her head and devotedly continued, taking him gently.
With vast experience, her oral skill was superb, but now she was extraordinarily gentle, as if the thing in her mouth was her most precious treasure. Because he'd had sex too early, his foreskin retracted easily. She licked the corona and frenulum softly, traced the shaft; carefully avoided the urethral slit and did not engulf deeply, to prevent over-stimulation and distraction. She only used soft tongue and tender suction on less sensitive areas, giving moderate comfort. From time to time, she lifted her head to review his homework, nodded in satisfaction, then pursed her lips around his tip again, tasting the slight natural secretions.
By the time she gently sheathed him to warm him in her mouth, he had finished one subject and opened another.
"Wait, baby you're sitting too low; it's awkward for Mom." She stacked two pillows, had him sit so his cock and balls were exposed comfortably, swapped out the small table for her taller lap desk, and motioned him to continue.
Mother slid under his lap and began to lick his scrotum.
The exquisite comfort made Qi pause, but he clenched his jaw, took a deep breath, steadied himself, and continued writing intently.
While licking, Mother watched his reactions. Seeing him re-enter the zone, she smiled. With him perched on two pillows, she had more room to work; she lay crosswise beneath him, face up. One soft hand stroked his shaft; the other gently squeezed the glans. Her mouth enveloped a testicle, suckling with featherlight care.
Her movements stayed gentle; Qi felt comfort but not overwhelming desire, no urge to climax. His pace and quality remained high. His pen flew, handwriting neat and bold, ideas flowing; he wrote a 1,000-character essay in just twenty minutes.
When he switched subjects again, Mother smiled, chose not to climb out and check, and continued now taking both testicles into her mouth, rolling them with her tongue as if playing with a favorite toy.
Qi, wholly focused, finished another subject, then felt stillness below. Looking down, he saw that at some point Mom had fallen asleep, her red lips still half-holding one testicle. Her flawless nude shone pearly-white, her reclining curve a breathtaking line of sensual grace.
Smiling, Qi gently shifted; the damp testicle slid out of her mouth. Mother unconsciously smacked her lips, swept her tongue over them, then turned her head to a more comfortable posture and slept on.
A wave of love rose in Qi's chest. He pulled the quilt over Mother's body, then returned to his homework fast, clean, undistracted. A thirteen-year-old boy knew that finishing one second earlier meant one second sooner holding the most beautiful mother and, most importantly, making her happy.
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