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🕑 Added 2025-08-16 21:37:53 +0000 UTCRecord of the Enchanting Mother and Beautiful Wife (The World’s Number One Beautiful Mother Sword Immortal) Chapter 44
Mother had her nipples pierced when she was young? That image completely clashed with the gentle, virtuous mother I remembered!
I swallowed, my gaze involuntarily drawn to the nipple ring on her chest. My mind ran wild, imagining her youthful self, breasts adorned with rings, seductive and wanton, her waist twisting like a snake, every movement oozing allure… The thought made my blood boil, my cock throbbed inside her pussy, nearly losing control right then.
Damn, this secret was more exciting to me than anything!
“I… how…” I was about to ask more, but Mother pressed a finger gently to my lips, her voice soft and teasing, “If you last longer than Wang Zheng… Mommy will tell you another secret…”
“Huh?”
I was stunned for a moment, not even reacting before Mother started moving her hips on me, her rhythm so fast I was caught off guard.
“Slower… slow down…” I gasped, trying to control the pace, but the intense pleasure surged like a tide, making it almost impossible to hold back.
Mother looked at me, her eyes playful, lips curled in a mischievous smile, clearly not planning to tell me that secret just yet.
Meanwhile, in my mind, Lingxi was bouncing up and down on Wang Zheng. Her butt cheeks jiggled with every move, but there was no sound of flesh slapping, because Lingxi still couldn’t take all of Wang Zheng’s bizarre “road cone” cock inside.
“Pa pa pa pa pa…” Mother propped herself up, shaking her big ass, the sound of her buttocks slapping echoed from between her thighs. She pulled my hands up, one pressing on the tattoo on her lower belly, my fingertips brushing the bright red petals, the other hand guided to her plump breast, the pendant on her nipple ring swinging with every jiggle of her flesh…
My fingers accidentally grabbed the pendant on her nipple ring, and as Mother moved, it tugged.
Mother’s moan suddenly became even more soft and seductive, “Ah~~~”
That sound wrapped around my nerves like silk, but afraid of hurting her, I quickly let go. The moan cut off abruptly.
Mother opened her eyes and looked at me, a trace of reproach in her gaze, biting her lip as if blaming me for ruining her mood.
She grabbed my wrist again, placing my hand back on her breast. Was she…?
My heart skipped a beat. I tried lifting the hand that was stroking her tattoo, and with both hands, grabbed the pendants on her nipple rings, gently tugging them.
A flash of delight crossed Mother’s eyes, her body trembled, and her moans returned, more passionate, low and lingering, like ripples on spring water.
Just then, Lingxi’s voice sounded in my mind: “Brother Wang… so good… you make me… feel so good… better than my husband…”
Damn, this little slut!
I was already on the edge, and hearing that pushed me over. I couldn’t hold back and came hard.
My hands instinctively pulled down, stretching Mother’s nipples long. The sudden tug seemed to trigger her too she climaxed, a hot rush flooding from her pussy, washing over my cock and dripping down my balls, bringing a wave of warmth.
She arched her body, her moan loud and trembling, “Ah~~” Pink mist spread from her body, a sweet scent filling my nose, making me even dizzier.
Then Mother collapsed onto me, arms wrapped tightly around my head, pressing her face to mine. The warmth of her skin against mine brought an indescribable intimacy.
Her panting echoed softly in my ear, tinged with exhaustion and satisfaction, as if confessing some deep emotion, making my heart race.
My cock was still buried deep in her hot, wet pussy, still hard after climax, twitching as if responding to her, while her pussy kept squeezing, wrapping me tight. The slippery warmth shot straight up my spine, making it impossible to think, lost in the pleasure of our bodies joined.
Mother suddenly leaned in, her voice low and teasing in my ear, “I bet… things aren’t over yet with Wang Zheng over there.”
In my mind, Lingxi was still straddling Wang Zheng, her body rising and falling in rhythm.
Wang Zheng’s big hands gripped her slim waist, knuckles white, muscles taut was he controlling her pace or just holding her steady?
Lingxi’s moans grew louder, her voice trembling and wild: “So deep… ah… it’s hitting there… ah… so strange…”
She stopped her frantic movements, body pausing, then began moving her hips slowly, drawing small circles, as if carefully adjusting the angle, seeking a deeper connection.
Then her body slowly lowered, as if Wang Zheng’s thick cock sank even deeper.
Her expression changed, the pleasure and innocence replaced by a strange look I’d never seen: brows furrowed, lips curling up, pain and ecstasy mingling.
Was that the face of ultimate pleasure?
I wasn’t sure, only guessing silently.
After that, Lingxi’s movements became incredibly slow, every rise and fall cautious, her eyes rolled back so only the whites showed, mouth open, tongue lolling out, her whole body lost in the abyss of pleasure.
I nodded lightly to Mother, a complex feeling rising in my heart.
Lingxi’s dazed look made me both jealous and excited, but I refused to be outdone, thrusting my still-hard cock just after cumming deep into Mother. “Your daughter-in-law’s been fucked cross-eyed, and… it looks like… he’s even deeper…”
Mother gasped at my sudden thrust, then giggled and fought back:
“Baby, seeing your wife fucked cross-eyed and you can’t handle it, looks like…”
Her words were full of obvious mockery and teasing, clearly trying to rile me up.
She started moving her hips again, her pussy squeezing my just-spent cock.
The wet friction and rhythmic squeezing made me moan uncontrollably:
“Aaahhh~” The pleasure surged, nearly making me lose my mind.
“Does it feel good, baby?” Mother’s voice was incredibly seductive. She gently sucked my ear, her hot tongue flicking, then whispered in my ear.
The sound seemed magical, drilling straight into my heart, making my body shudder.
“I… can’t… Mom…” I gasped, begging for mercy, voice broken, body limp.
Mother laughed like silver bells:
“Heeheehee… little wimp…” Her tone was both doting and teasing.
Unwilling to take it, I slapped her round butt hard “Pa!” the crisp sound echoed.
“Ah~”
Mother cried out, her pussy clamping down tight, making me gasp.
“Little wimp!” she laughed and scolded again.
“Pa!” I slapped again.
“Ah~” she moaned, pussy tightening.
“Little wimp!”
“Pa!”
“Ah~”
…
Finally, she lay lazily in my arms, her naked body pressed to mine, warm and soft. I held her close and drifted off, content…
It was late afternoon when we finally left the inn and headed for the mountain gate.
Passing Old Hao’s school, he stood at the door, handing me a bundle of clothes Mother had bought earlier.
“I won’t go up,”
Old Hao said, his tone calm but tinged with warmth. “I’ll teach these children the Longevity Technique first.”
Mother smiled, stepped up, and kissed his cheek. “Thanks for your hard work, husband. We’ll go ahead.”
Seeing her so agreeable, I didn’t bother interfering, and walked up the mountain gate with her.
Back at the gate, the two senior brothers had already prepared dinner, the aroma filling the air.
“Mistress, dinner’s ready,” the eldest senior brother called with a smile.
Mother “mm’d” and sat beside me.
I glanced around. Only the two senior brothers and Wang Zheng were eating together Lingxi was missing.
“Where’s little Lingxi?”
Mother asked casually, her tone light, not seeming to care about the answer.
The two senior brothers exchanged a glance and shook their heads, saying nothing. Wang Zheng buried his head in his bowl, shoveling food quickly, not daring to look up, let alone at us.
Clearly, he had a guilty conscience…
Mother suddenly giggled, breaking the silence.
She didn’t press, but sent me a teasing message:
“Your little Lingxi can’t get out of bed after being fucked, huh?”
I paused, remembering I hadn’t paid much attention to Lingxi’s situation while tangled up with Mother earlier. I snorted lightly and replied:
“Looks like… this Commander Wang might satisfy you too, Mom.”
“Heeheehee… little wimp…”
Mother sent back, her tone both doting and mocking.
I pretended to be angry, glared at her, and ignored her. But she wouldn’t let up, sending more messages:
“Little wimp…”
“Little wimp…”
She even lifted her butt by my side, half her ass peeking out from under her skirt, clearly trying to provoke me.
I felt a rush of heat, cursed “vixen” inwardly, but forced myself to eat quickly.
After dinner, I excused myself to my room.
Opening the door, I found Lingxi sleeping soundly on the bed, blanket half covering her slender body, her gentle breathing filling the room.
Sensing me, she half-opened her eyes, sleepily murmuring, “Husband~” and reached out for a hug.
I smiled, slipped under the covers, and pulled her into my arms.
Her soft body pressed against me, radiating warmth and tenderness.
“Little slut, what did you get up to while I was out?”
I lowered my voice, whispering in her ear.
Lingxi blushed bright red, her big dark eyes darting everywhere, avoiding my gaze.
“Nothing…” she mumbled, “just cultivated at home…” Her tone was so weak, even she couldn’t believe it.
“Really…?” I pressed, smirking.
“Aiya… husband… you’re so annoying…” she pouted, turning away but pressing her butt against my belly. I grunted, my hand naturally finding her chest, kneading the softness.
“Husband…” she whispered, guiding my hand down.
My palm found her round little belly, slightly bulging, warm and strange.
I froze, looking at her profile.
She bit her lip, cheeks as red as ripe peaches, and whispered:
“Husband… it’s all full inside… it won’t come out…”
Chapter Forty-Five: Hearing Lingxi, I lifted the blanket. Her belly looked like a little pregnant woman’s.
I’d seen this before last time, after both senior brothers came inside her, her belly puffed up like this, like a woman three months pregnant.
But last time, the thick cum soon flowed out of her pussy and ass, running down her thighs, and her belly quickly flattened.
This time, her belly was like a small watermelon, still swollen after an afternoon.
I said softly, “Wife, lie down.” Lingxi obediently lay on her back, legs spreading into an M shape. I swallowed, staring straight at her pussy.
Damn…
Lingxi’s pussy, in the dim candlelight, looked like a deep, bottomless black hole, the opening stretched wide, the pink flesh turned out like a battered flower.
Being stared at, Lingxi’s cheeks turned scarlet, her eyes darting in embarrassment.
She tried to suck in her belly to hide the shameful hole, but that only made “puchi puchi” sounds come from her pussy, like bubbles popping, or farts mixed with pussy juice, filling the air with a fishy-sweet scent.
Startled, Lingxi cried out and quickly covered her face, her body trembling like a leaf.
Damn, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I reached out, three fingers together, and plunged them into her black-hole-like pussy.
It was wide enough for three fingers, hot and steamy inside, my fingers instantly wrapped in slippery soft flesh.
As soon as I touched her, Lingxi shuddered, crying out, “Husband…” Her voice was both sweet and pitiful, as if overwhelmed with pleasure and afraid I’d be angry.
I stared at her stretched pussy, stirring my fingers inside, the soft flesh squeezing as if trying to swallow me.
The lewd sight left my mind blank for a moment.
Lingxi, seeing me freeze, looked up with tearful eyes, pitiful as an abandoned puppy, her voice trembling: “Husband… you’re not mad, are you…” Tears streamed down her cheeks, truly afraid I’d think she was dirty.
I snapped out of it and quickly said:
“No… not mad…”
I stopped staring at her gaping pussy and hugged her close.
Her soft little body pressed to mine, radiating a hot, lewd scent.
But my hand stayed in her pussy, fingers gently stroking, slippery juices running down.
I whispered, “Wife… does it hurt here?” My tone was both caring and, unknowingly, excited.
Lingxi nodded, then shook her head, her voice barely a whisper: “It doesn’t hurt… just feels hot…”
As I touched her, her pussy grew wet again.
She squirmed, thighs clamping my hand, panting, “Husband… don’t touch… or else… or else…” She trailed off, face red as a cooked shrimp, eyes full of longing.
“Or else what?” I teased, curling my fingers inside her, deliberately asking.
The hot, wet flesh squeezed tighter, Lingxi cried out, body jolting as if shocked.
“Or else… I’ll want it again…” Lingxi bit her lip, her voice both shy and seductive, her eyes full of desire.
Her “want it again” set me on fire. I couldn’t help but whisper in her ear, half teasing, half doting, “Little slut who needs to be fucked.”
My breath on her ear made her shudder, her butt grinding against me.
Her soft butt bumped my already hard cock, she paused, then flashed a sly smile.
“I am a little slut who needs to be fucked, husband’s little slut!” she said coquettishly, grabbing my cock and stroking it.
My cock, still sore from earlier, throbbed as I gasped, “Don’t…” But before I could finish, Lingxi dove under the covers like a kitten.
She yanked down my pants and took my cock in her mouth.
Her warm, wet mouth wrapped around me, tongue flicking my tip, making my scalp tingle.
Soon, Lingxi poked her head out, blushing, and said, “Husband… you’re covered in mother-in-law’s scent.”
Her big, watery eyes blinked, lips curled in a sly smile, as if she’d discovered a fun secret.
Hearing that, my face flushed, my cock twitched in her hand.
She’d caught me just this afternoon, I’d been with Mother at the inn, and now my wife could smell it.
Lingxi giggled, unconcerned, then dove back under the covers, sucking me even harder, as if she wanted to swallow me whole.
Pleasure shot through me like electricity, I couldn’t help thrusting into her throat.
Lingxi opened wide, her hot throat squeezing my tip, making me almost cum right there.
This little slut’s mouth skills were getting better and better.
As Lingxi pleasured me under the covers, the door creaked open and Mother walked in.
I glanced at the covers. Lingxi didn’t seem to notice, pausing briefly, my cock still in her mouth, her breath hot on my groin.
Mother glanced at the bulge in the covers, pretending not to see, and asked lightly, “Where’s my daughter-in-law?”
Her phoenix eyes narrowed, lips curled in a knowing smile, clearly playing dumb.
Lingxi, hearing Mother’s voice, froze, then started sucking again, making loud slurping noises, as if wanting Mother to hear.
I looked at Mother, then down at Lingxi’s outline under the blanket, thinking these two women would drain me dry.
Mother stood there, smiling at me, while Lingxi sucked me under the covers. The scene was so intense my mind went blank, torn between wanting to cum and not wanting it to end.
Mother slowly walked to the foot of the bed and lifted the blanket.
For a moment, time froze.
Looking down, I saw Lingxi’s little head still buried in my crotch, red lips wrapped around my cock, a string of saliva at the corner of her mouth, looking like a cat caught stealing fish.
I couldn’t see Mother’s eyes, but from her surprised look, I knew she’d seen Lingxi’s raised butt, her gaping pussy with pink flesh turned out and shining wet, and her swollen, pregnant-looking belly. Mother froze, then smiled at me, her tone teasing: “Is your little Lingxi pregnant?” Her eyes sparkled, lips curled, clearly enjoying the show.
I had to endure both Mother’s teasing and Lingxi’s mouth.
Luckily, Lingxi let go, turned to Mother, and called sweetly, “Mother-in-law…” Her face was red as a peach, a string of saliva at her lips, then she turned back, her big eyes looking at me, both shy and seductive, wiggling her butt as if showing off.
Damn, I couldn’t hold back, spurting thick streams all over Lingxi’s face…
Lingxi was covered in my cum, but her eyes sparkled with laughter. She glanced at Mother, her big eyes blinking, as if showing off or asking for praise, her look both slutty and cute, making my softening cock twitch again.
Mother shook her head, lips curled in a teasing smile: “Your senior brothers have heated the water. Come bathe with Mother-in-law.”
Her phoenix eyes swept over me, her smile full of meaning, clearly planning something with Lingxi.
I perked up, saying, “I want to go too.”
Mother snorted, giving me a sidelong look: “Women’s bath time, what are you doing there?”
Seriously? She added, “And… no eavesdropping…” Clearly hinting I shouldn’t use the ring to peek.
If I can’t go, does that mean the senior brothers aren’t men? But I figured they’d finished their plan for today, now it was time for some private chat.
Of course I wouldn’t just obey, but I had to pretend.
I pulled up my pants and got out of bed, pretending, “If I can’t bathe, I’ll go cultivate.”
I glanced at Mother, who smiled knowingly, seeing right through me.
I left, leaping to the training ground and sitting cross-legged in a corner.
On the surface I was cultivating, but in my mind I was already peeping at the bathhouse.
Freshly spent, I had little desire, but I was curious about what the two women were up to.
In the bathhouse, Mother opened the door. The two senior brothers, in simple clothes, were pouring hot water into the bath.
It was a big, shallow tub, specially chosen by the second senior brother for comfort.
Steam rose, white mist floating above the water, the air full of hot, woody fragrance.
“Mistress, the water’s just right,” the eldest senior brother said, grinning.
His burly body stood by the tub, still holding a bucket, sweat beading on his forehead, looking warm and silly.
Mother’s expression was seductive and gentle. She nodded and began undressing.
Layer by layer, her gauze dress slid off, her white skin glowing in the candlelight, her full breasts swaying, the jade pendants on her nipple rings swinging, casting a green light.
She moved slowly, clearly teasing.
This was the first time Mother exposed her nipple rings and tattoo to the senior brothers. “Mistress…” the brothers called in unison, their chests heaving.
The two big guys had never seen anything like it, eyes wide as saucers, staring at her naked body.
Their cocks bulged in their pants, tents straining to burst free, making it hard to walk.
Mother cupped her breasts, the pendants dangling from her fingers. She looked down at herself and asked softly, “Pretty? You naughty boys…”
Her voice was so soft it could drip water, full of teasing, her phoenix eyes narrowed, clearly provoking the two hungry wolves.
“Pretty…” the eldest brother croaked, his voice hoarse as sand.
He stepped forward, reaching out to touch, eyes burning.
Mother giggled, sidestepped his hand, and said, “Shoo, shoo, women are bathing, what are you men doing here? Out, out!”
She said that, but she was already naked, her nipple rings swinging, her peony tattoo vivid in the steam.
The brothers were reluctant to leave, licking their lips, eyes wide.
But Mother was firm, not inviting them to stay. The two big guys shuffled out, their hard cocks still tenting their pants, walking awkwardly.
Lingxi undressed and slowly climbed into the tub, lying face to face with Mother.
Two white bodies soaked in the hot water, ripples spreading.
Lingxi’s swollen belly was faintly visible under the water, her pink nipples rising and falling with her breath.
Mother leaned against the tub, her nipple rings half-submerged, her tattoo even more seductive in the steam. The two women looked like blooming flowers, so beautiful it was hard to look away.
Mother reached out, gently touching Lingxi’s swollen belly, her fingers trailing in the water, sending tiny ripples. She looked down, lips curling in a smile, and asked, “What’s this?”
Lingxi’s cheeks flushed, as if the hot water made her shyer, and she whispered, “Brother Wang…” Her voice was barely audible, and she lowered her head, eyes darting.
Mother raised an eyebrow, her tone teasing: “So much came inside? Why didn’t it come out?”
Lingxi shook her head, voice even softer: “I… I don’t know, Mother-in-law.” She raised a hand, pointing to her belly, “I can feel… it’s all here…”
Mother’s gaze followed her finger, surprise flashing in her eyes. She murmured, “Could it all be in the womb?”
Lingxi blinked, looking up, her big eyes confused: “Womb? The palace chamber?”
Mother smiled, explaining casually, “Almost, it’s where babies live when you’re pregnant.” Her tone was light, but her eyes narrowed, deep in thought.
Sitting cross-legged in the training ground, my breath grew heavy as I watched the scene in my mind.
I’d suspected before that Lingxi’s swollen belly was from Wang Zheng’s cum filling her womb, but hearing Mother say “womb” made my head spin.
I pictured Lingxi, cross-eyed from Wang Zheng’s weird cock, thick cum flooding her deepest place, locked in her womb, unable to come out…
I bit my lip, my cock twitching even after cumming…
Mother’s hand lingered on Lingxi’s belly, gently pressing, and asked, “Little slut, did it feel good?”
Lingxi shyly nodded, cheeks red as peaches, and whispered, “Brother Wang’s… after it went in, it felt strange… like it reached a place I’ve never felt before…”
Her voice was delicate and trembling, her eyes dreamy, lost in the memory of indescribable pleasure.
Mother listened intently, a hint of longing in her expression, as if she was imagining something.
Lingxi noticed Mother’s look, her eyes twinkling mischievously, and she teased, “Mother-in-law, today with husband…”
Before she could finish, a string of tiny bubbles rose from under the water, “gulu gulu” rising from between Lingxi’s legs.
Then, blobs of white spread in the water, floating like clouds, gradually dispersing.
Soon, the clear water turned milky, a faint white sheen on the surface.
Was that…?
I stared at the scene in my mind, stunned, barely believing my guess.
Mother “hmm’d,” looking down at the changing water, frowning, then seemed to understand.
She sniffed, then murmured, “That’s… the smell of semen…”
