The two most alluring parts of Mom's body, perfectly protected her from Chen Le's powerful thrusts.

Chen Le's thrusts continued. Even with the protection of such a perfect body, my mother truly couldn't take it anymore. Though she was a mature woman, she had only recently been 'awakened' and could only plead again: "Slower... you... slower... it hurts, be gentle... it hurts."

Seeing my mother cry out in pain again, Chen Le realized she might actually be hurting, that he had become too frenzied. But it wasn't entirely his fault. With Mom possessing such a perfect body, bent over the sink with her ass in the air, what man wouldn't go crazy? And with Chen Le's own outstanding sexual prowess, he probably wouldn't have stopped even if she had screamed.

Chen Le gradually slowed his pace, raising a hand to gently stroke my mother's beautiful hair. As he slowed down, she got a chance to catch her breath. But soon, faint sobs began to escape her.

Chen Le had fucked my mother until she cried. I stared at the screen, my eyes wide in disbelief.

Hearing this, Chen Le also stopped his thrusts. He bent over, lying on my mother's back, and turned his head to look at her. Seeing her tear-filled eyes and the two tear streaks on her cheeks, Chen Le's heart ached. He gently stroked her head, kissing away her tear, and asked, "Auntie Lin, did I hurt you by being too rough?"

Mom nodded between sobs. Chen Le had thought that a forty-year-old gorgeous mature woman, with such a voluptuous body, would be able to endure quite a pounding. He never imagined she'd cry after just a few thrusts, like some young girl. But then it dawned on him. Although she was forty, her husband was a useless man who hadn't even broken her hymen all these years. He himself had only deflowered her last night. To go at her like he just did was indeed a bit too much. He then comforted her, "Auntie Lin, I'm sorry. I'll go slower from now on."

"Mm-hmm."

Seeing my mother finally respond, Chen Le immediately dismissed his previous thought. It seemed a gorgeous mature woman like this needed to be fucked hard to be obedient.

But for now, Chen Le did slow down, his thrusts becoming slow and gentle, almost without any force. It was as if he were just moving her hips back and forth while he himself remained still, completely different from before.

After the previous storm of thrusts, this current gentleness was obvious. Not only did it fail to give my mother the relief she craved, but it actually made her little pussy start to itch with an unbearable intensity.

Finally, after a short while, my mother couldn't take it anymore. She began to wiggle her plump ass, trying to get Chen Le to go faster. But Chen Le was doing this on purpose, how could he grant her wish? He continued to thrust slowly and steadily into her pussy, waiting for her to beg him. This slow friction, which could barely be called thrusting, was pure torture for my mother, who had just endured the wild frenzy from before. The constant squirming and itching of her pussy finally made her speak.

"You... can go faster now."

After saying it, she wished she could find a crack in the ground to disappear into. She was actually begging her student to fuck her faster. This was too shameful. But Chen Le had no intention of letting her off so easily. He said, "Auntie Lin, do you want it like it was just now?"

Hearing Chen Le say this and recalling the scene from moments ago, my mother panicked and quickly shook her head. "N-no... not like that."

"Then how do you want it, Auntie Lin? Fast is no good, slow is no good either. What do you want, Auntie Lin? You have to say it clearly so your student can satisfy his teacher."

Chen Le was probing my mother's limits step by step, deliberately using words like 'student' and 'teacher,' waiting for her reaction. It seemed he wanted to turn her into a bitch like Teacher Qin, who would only beg to be fucked.

Hearing this, a strange sense of depravity washed over my mother, and she remained silent. But as Chen Le continuously rotated and ground his cock inside her pussy, the itching never ceased. However, that sense of depravity ultimately made her persist. "Auntie Lin, say it. How do you want it? If you don't tell me, I won't know what to do."

Seeing my mother still hadn't responded, Chen Le asked again. At the same time, he stopped the slow, steady thrusting. Instead, he varied his speed, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. When he sped up and my mother let out even the slightest moan, Chen Le would immediately stop. After a moment, he would start the slow thrusting again, then speed up, only to stop when she moaned. He tormented her pussy like this, also shattering her mental defenses. Finally, my mother couldn't take it anymore and burst into tears again. Chen Le quickly stroked her, wiped her tears, and comforted her, but he still kept asking.

"Auntie Lin, just say it. What do you want me to do? Say it, and your student will definitely satisfy his teacher."

Seeing that the mention of 'student' and 'teacher' didn't get as big a reaction as last time, Chen Le deliberately used the words again to further attack her sense of shame.

By now, my mother was also at her breaking point from Chen Le's torment. Her pussy was unbearably itchy, and it felt like ants were crawling all over her body, her chest, her hips, her thighs, her nipples. Finally, my mother whimpered, "N-no... don't... it itches... so itchy... faster... please, faster."

"Then, Auntie Lin, should your student fuck your slutty pussy hard like before, okay?"

After breaking through my mother's first line of defense, Chen Le began to probe her second. For a teacher, having her say such filthy words in front of him was the perfect test. But my mother couldn't care less about that now. "N-no... not... not like that."

"Ah... then the teacher has to be like that for it to work?"

"F-faster than... just now... but slower than... befire... faster."

My mother finally succumbed to the lust in her own flesh, saying the words Chen Le wanted to hear. As a pure and noble teacher, a mature mother, she was now bent over the sink, her skirt raised, ass in the air, begging her student to fuck her faster. What a debauched scene.

Once he got the answer he wanted, Chen Le wasted no more time. Facing such a gorgeous woman and her lewd, plump ass, he could barely hold on any longer.

He began to speed up, using his thick, long cock to fuck the big-titted, big-assed beauty under him until she was panting and moaning continuously. Chen Le believed that with the constant pounding of his cock and his repeated probing of her limits, he would sooner or later make her completely submit to him.

He would make this beautiful, mature teacher, whom he had longed for, go from passively taking it while bent over to kneeling and actively begging for it. After a few dozen more thrusts, my mother's ass began to sway and twist unconsciously. Her moans also became more and more urgent... Chen Le knew she was about to climax. He had been fucking her for so long; she had already faked a few orgasms, but this time, it was finally the real one. Chen Le grabbed her hips again, preparing for the finale. But of course, before that, he couldn't miss the chance to train her a bit more.

"Auntie Lin, are you about to come?"

"Mm-hmm."

My mother only answered with two simple words. But from those two "mm-hmms," it was obvious she was answering through gritted teeth, her voice trembling violently. Chen Le knew just how much pleasure she was in.

"Then, Teacher, do you want your student to go faster and send you over the edge?"

To Chen Le's humiliating question, my mother responded with silence again. Seeing this, Chen Le decided not to indulge her anymore. He raised his hand and slapped her plump, fleshy ass hard. A bright red handprint immediately appeared on her ass, vivid and clear. My mother let out a sharp cry of "Ah!"

"Slutty teacher, do you want to come or not? Say it."

As several more slaps landed in succession, more and more crisscrossing handprints appeared on her ass.

"Slutty teacher, when Xiao Wen was little and misbehaved, did you spank his ass like this too? How does it feel to be the one with the big ass being spanked? Feels good, doesn't it?"

Then he raised his hand and delivered a few more slaps. The sharp pain from her ass made her cry out in a whimper, "It hurts! Don't... don't hit me anymore."

"Where does it hurt?" Chen Le asked, but his hand didn't stop.

"Say it, Teacher Lin. Don't be shy. Tell your student."

The repeated itching in her pussy, combined with the sharp pain in her ass, was too much even for a proper woman like my mother to bear.

"My... my ass hurts! You... you, please stop hitting me!"

"Oh... so it's the slutty teacher's ass that hurts. Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"I... I'm not... not a slut."

Mom protested weakly with a whimper, but to a man, such a denial sounded more like flirting and had no effect at all.

"Slutty teacher isn't a slut? Then why were you soaking wet first thing in the morning?"

"Wu... wuwu... Chen Le, please stop humiliating your teacher... okay?" my mother said, her voice choked with tears. By now, it was impossible for Chen Le to stop. Even if he were willing, her own pussy and her entire body, filled with lustful mature flesh, would never agree.

"How have I humiliated you, Teacher? I'm just stating facts. Weren't you soaking wet this morning? It was only a few hours ago that I fucked you until dawn."

"Chen Le... stop... humiliating your teacher... ah... you... you... move... faster."

It was unclear whether my mother was truly lost in passion and wanted her orgasm, or if she just wanted the humiliating sex to end sooner.

"Slut, you're really something. You tell me to go faster while telling me not to humiliate you. Tell me, aren't you a slut?"

"N... no."

"No what? You're bent over the sink, ass in the air, letting your student fuck you. I call you a slutty teacher, and you feel wronged? I think you're just a bitch in heat who needs a good fucking."

Chen Le grew more and more excited, his words becoming more and more outrageous.

Smack! As he finished speaking, a loud slap landed on my mother's plump ass. The mature mother was sent into a daze by the blow.

"Chen Le... your teacher... isn't... isn't a slut... how can you... call your teacher... a bitch."

"Aren't you a bitch, Teacher? Look at yourself right now. Tell me, are you a bitch or not?"

With that, Chen Le grabbed my mother's hair, pulling her head up and forcing her to look at her own reflection in the mirror. My mother saw herself in the mirror: face flushed, a few beads of sweat on her skin, lips slightly parted. She sank into deep thought. Coupled with the stimulation of her naked student behind her, the huge, hard cock in her hole, and the sharp pain from her ass, all of it...

Even a week ago, just imagining such a scene would have made her slap herself. But now it was really happening to her. Not only had she not put up any resistance, but her entire body was filled with a pleasurable euphoria. Even her plump ass, being repeatedly spanked by her own student, had become a source of pleasure.

Was she really as slutty as her student said?

"No... that's not true. I'm not a slut. I'm not a bitch."

My mother turned her inner scream into a vocal protest. But it seemed to have no effect. The physical pleasure remained, and the itching in her pussy was even more intense than before.

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