The Matrons of Regal Bay Ch. 65

As these thoughts flooded through Xiao Li's mind, Jian set aside his tea cup and stood before her. Still kneeling, Xiao Li gazed up at her son and saw him for the strong, virile young man he was. He had lust in his eyes, as she knew she surely had as well. Without another word, Jian began to disrobe. First, his t-shirt fell away, to reveal his torso. He kept in shape, Xiao Li noted. He looked beautiful. When he pushed his shorts down, and his manhood came into view, she felt herself again begin to tremble. His cock was long and thickening, standing from the dark curls at the base. It was pale compared to the rest of his body, and yet the tip, the bulbous head, was much darker in tone. The tiny opening was sparkling, already damp with his excitement.

Jian stepped closer to her and Xiao Li looked up into his face. She wanted to protest, to stop his advancement, and yet when her mouth opened to release the words, the space was filled with the crown of her son's manhood. Xiao Li is shocked, but helpless as Jian feeds her his cock, a slow inch at a time. She had never taken a male organ between her lips in all of her life, not even her husband's. Gang had always told her that oral sex was a filthy act that should be outlawed the world over. And yet, in the moment her son's cock slipped between her lips, Xiao Li discovered the forbidden pleasure for herself. The taste, the texture, the warmth of her son's penis as it filled her mouth overwhelmed her senses. It throbbed on her tongue and she tasted a saltiness that made her belly grumble.

Jian's hands came to her head and held her steady. He leaned forward and pushed more of his cock into her mouth, until Xiao Li felt the head bang against her throat. She gulped and then gagged, and Jian pulled back, until just the tip remained wrapped by her lips. She let her tongue rise and caress his penis, and as it returned she stroked the underside.

"Oooohhh, Motheeeeeerrrrrr!" Jian sighed heavily. His body spasmed and a moment later his cock jumped in her mouth. Suddenly, her mouth was flooded with hot, creamy, salty semen, as Jian lost all control of himself. "Aaaaaahhhhh!" he groaned as she tried to pull away. He held her tight, though only a few inches of his manhood remained in her mouth. She silently pleaded for him to release her, and thick rivers of his seed boiled from the corners of her lips, to dribble down her chin and into her lap. She gagged when she tried to swallow, and yet some flowed down her gullet to warm her belly. The taste of her son's sperm was harsh, and yet no so disgusting as she imagined, taken from the stories she had read.

Jian finally released his hold on her head and when he did Xiao Li jerked back from him. She fell onto her butt and reached up to cover her mouth. Her eyes went to his face, and she saw fear in them, as well as disappointment. This had not been how he had wanted their first time together to go, she recognized. It was nothing how she had imagined their crossing of that sinful line would be, either.

"Oh, god!" Jian gasped. "Oh, Mother! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" He fell back into his recliner. She felt the urge to vomit, and jumped to her feet. She ran to the down-stairs bathroom and only just made it before spitting up the semen that she had swallowed.

Xiao Li sat upon the toilet seat lid for some time after, the entire episode playing through her mind over and over. Every word Jian had said to her, every word she had said to him, came back to her. In a daze, she stripped out of her clothing, soiled now from the semen that had flooded from her mouth. She stepped into the tub and ran the shower, and rinsed her flesh clean. Her soul, however, would never be cleansed. The line had been crossed. She recognized that she had enjoyed being taken by her son, despite his unloading in her mouth. He had been excited, out of self-control. That had been the reason for his early release. Otherwise, they might have moved on, to something much more pleasurable for her, and for him.

After stepping from the shower and drying off, Xiao Li pulled on a long, heavy kimono that belonged to Vania, which hung on the back of the door. She was relieved that her son was not in the kitchen as she passed through. Outside, the rains had stopped, and Xiao Li quietly slipped out the back door. It was very chilly, and yet Xiao Li ignored the temperature as she settled into one of the cushioned chairs to look up into the star-filled night sky.

Xiao Li spoke to the heavens, "I am so sorry, Mother. Grand-mother. For desecrating your memory with my actions." She sat quietly after that, letting her mind go blank in meditation as the cold air caressed her exposed flesh.

It was some time before Jian found her on the patio. "Mother, it is cold out here. Come inside." Xiao Li moved slowly, her joints aching from maintaining her rigid position for so long in the cold air. Jian held the door open for her and she passed him without looking at him. Inside, the warm air hit her and suddenly she was shivering. Jian moved as if to take her in his arms, but she quickly passed through the kitchen and up the stairs. She wanted nothing more than to lie beside her husband, to take comfort in the knowledge that he would never know of her sins. And yet, she knew that she would never forget. It would be there forever, until one of them had passed on to the next life.

The lamp continued to burn on the stand, and after securing their door, Xiao Li moved to turn it off. In the light, however, she noticed that Gang, as he slept on his back gently snoring, had a prominent bulge at his groin. The sheet that covered him was tented. She turned out the light and moved to her side of the bed before climbing in. She rolled onto her side, facing her husband, and then reached out hesitantly. Her hand found his manhood upright and hard, a mid-sleep erection. She knew that he would get them on occasion, as all men did. This wasn't the first time for Gang, but it was the first time that Xiao Li had taken him in hand with him still asleep.

She could feel how warm and hard her husband's manhood was. It was slim and filled her hand well. She imagined that she could feel his heart beating along its shaft. The sparse hairs tickled her palm, and she released him. The thought of taking him into her mouth came to her then, an act she had never performed on Gang, or any man, until her son had taken her. She could suddenly taste the semen once again on her tongue, on the roof of her mouth, and it wasn't at all unpleasant. Again, her belly rumbled.

Slowly, Xiao Li rolled back out of bed and removed the kimono. Beneath it she was naked still. Instead of reaching for her own night gown which was draped across the nearby chair, she looked to the wall, where she imagined the spy-whole that her son had showed her was located. She couldn't see it, not in the near darkness of the room. A shiver ran down her body as the idea that Jian might have returned to that spot and even then, was watching her.

Xiao Li returned to her bed, still naked, and slipped beneath the covers. She rolled to face her husband again, away from the wall. But only a moment passed before she rolled onto her back. She slipped her hand between her legs, bringing her knees up slightly, until she found her damp slit. She worked her fingers along the length for a moment, and then removed them. She rolled back onto her side and reached for Gang's manhood once again. She found it, still upright though a little softer, and she lightly smeared her juices along his length. Hoping that her husband would awaken and take her, Xiao Li continued to manipulate his member for many minutes. It was not to be however, as he moaned in his sleep and rolled away from her after his cock had begun to whither. Disappointed, Xiao Li returned to her back and lay looking up at the ceiling.

She wished for sleep to overtake her, and yet her mind raced. Images of her son's face filled her mind, the look in his eyes as he slipped his manhood between her lips, however wrong it had been. She again could taste his penis, the saltiness that was hinted at first, and then the flood as the bitter, hot semen burst across her tongue with his orgasm. She had done that to him, had made her son so excited that he couldn't deny his climax. It made her feel good, deep down, that she could still do that to a man. It made her feel good between her legs, as well.

At some point Xiao Li had pushed her left hand down to her pussy again, and as images of her nude son flashed across her mind's eye, her fingers began to move. Her mind manipulated the image until Jian was poised above her, smiling loving down upon her as he moved between her thighs. She parted them beneath the sheet, brushing her husband's leg with her foot. She paused her digital manipulation of her aged labia, and when he didn't move, she resumed working herself. Her juices began to flow as the image of Jian returned. She saw him come closer to her, and as his hips lowered, she curled her fingers and slipped two into her vaginal chute.

"Ooooohhhhhh," she sighed into the darkness of her room. In her mind, Jian began to move, and so did her fingers. In and out they went, picking up speed just as she'd imagined her son would as he made love to her. She opened her mouth to him and Jian's tongue entered to find hers. "Oooohhh, Jian," she sighed into the darkness. "I want you inside me."

Xiao Li realized what she had said out loud and gasped. She turned to look at the wall, into the area where she imagined her son very well might be watching her. And then she said again, "I want you inside me," hoping he heard her admission. Her fingers continued to work in and out of her slippery folds and she began to feel the first tremors of an orgasm building within.

Gang moved beside her just then, and Xiao Li stopped moving. She even stopped breathing, such was her fear that he might have heard what she had said. After a minute, however, she knew that her husband still slept. She slipped her fingers from between her legs and drew them up to her face. She could smell her scent thick in the air. She knew her flavor, and again licked her fingers clean of her juices. She wondered what Jian would think of her flavors. She opened her mouth and took both inside, as far as she could reach, and imagined them to be her son's penis, once again filling her mouth with his hardness. She knew then that she wanted to take him in her mouth again. She wanted to pleasure her son in the way his whores in Seattle and San Francisco pleasured him. Jian was her son, not theirs. It was her right as a mother to give her son the pleasures he seeks, she reasoned. If he wanted her, then she would give herself to him.

The house was quiet still, and Xiao Li had steeled herself to leave her husband's bed and return to her son. She sat up, her naked flesh pale in the darkness, and was about to return to her son when the noise of Vania and the children returning echoed up through the floor. The moment had passed, and Xiao Li moved back under the covers, to lay nude beside her husband. Jian's image did not return to her that night.

***

"Did you sleep well, Xiao Li?" Vania asked as her mother-in-law joined her and the children in the kitchen. Both of the young ones were in their high chairs, enjoying bowls of Apple Jacks cereals, Kia's without milk and Tye's with. The little girl was still learning to use a spoon without tipping her cereal out as she brought it to her mouth, and Xiao Li was forced to smile watching her.

"Yes, thank you," Xiao Li replied to Vania's inquiry. She poured herself a cup of hot morning tea and settled into a chair near her grand-daughter. After a sip, she asked, "Has Jian awakened?"

Vania gave her a glance, and then said, "Jian was up early and told me that he had to be into the office for a morning meeting." Xiao Li nodded, but worried that Vania might have been hinting at something with her eyes. Did Jian tell her about what had happened the night before, Xiao Li worried. Her fear grew when Vania asked, "Might I have a word with you, Mother? In the family room?"

Xiao Li nodded, and with her cup in hand, followed her daughter-in-law through. Vania stood while she took a seat on the wall bench that doubled as the children's toy-box. When her first question came, Xiao Li felt a wave of relief flood through her.

"Are you and Father Gang happy here?" Vania asked.

Xiao Li paused in contemplation, and then replied, "Yes. I think so. I am, and I can say for certain that Gang is very pleased here."

"I don't just mean here, in Regal Bay. I want to know if you are happy sharing a home with us."

Again, Xiao Li contemplated the question respectfully. "Is there a reason you ask, dear? Have we over-stayed our welcome?"

Vania exclaimed, "Oh, no! Heavens, no! That is not what I meant." Vania knelt on the floor next to Xiao Li's knee and reached for her hands. "I sometimes worry that Jian has brought you and Gang here for his own reasons, and not for your happiness."

"Why is that?" Xiao Li asked. "Why do you think that? Has Jian said, or done, something that gives you cause?"

Vania held Xiao Li's gaze a moment, and then replied, "Jian loves you and Gang very much. He want's nothing than to make your elder years the happiest they can be. I just think that he hasn't talked enough with you about your desires. Of what you and Gang want," she seemed to add quickly.

"Gang and I are very happy here, Vania-dear," Xiao Li assured. "I do so love taking care of Kia and Tye, and the housework keeps me busy most days. Gang has his walks and enjoys his meditations in the garden. And I think he has discovered American television to be much to his liking, as well."

Letting this sink in, Xiao Li paused before asking, "Might I ask you a question, Vania?"

Vania moved to sit on the edge of Jian's recliner. "By all means, Mother. You can ask me anything."

Xiao Li sipped from her cup and then asked, "How did Jian court you? I mean, I know how you two met. I was just interested in how my son managed to convince you that he was the one for you. I've often wondered, as you don't fit the image of the women he pursued back in Hong Kong as a young man."

Vania took a few moments, as if contemplating whether or not she wanted to answer the question, or possibly trying to guess at Xiao Li's motivation behind the question. When she finally replied, Xiao Li listened quietly.

"If you're asking me how it came to be that your son and I first discovered our love, then I suppose it is a very simple story." Vania slipped back a little into the chair. "Quite simply; Jian wined and dined me into his bed!" She laughed a little giggle and then continued, "Maybe he took his time, I don't know. After we'd met, he had asked me out, and I didn't agree to a formal date for a couple of weeks, in fact. When I did, I think he went a little over-board. I was at the point in my life where I thought I could pick any man I wanted, and I wanted one who would treat me with respect, admiration, and...well...I guess I wanted to be treated like a lady!"

Vania paused, as if in remembrance, and continued, "He seduced me, but over the course of several dates. I was very pleased that he didn't force the so-called "third-date rule" on me."

"The "third-date rule"? What is this?" Xiao Li interrupted.

Vania told her, "The "third-date rule" is some B-S that runs rampant on American campuses. It's where a woman is required to put out, to engage in sex, with a man after agreeing to a third date with him. A typical male-chauvinist rule, but one most girls obey, for some reason or another. Maybe because that if the girl doesn't put out on the third date, she wouldn't be asked out again."

Xiao Li had never heard of such a thing. And yet, even as she thought about it, she had given herself to Gang quite willingly on their so-called third date.

Vania had taken up her story again. "Jian treated me with respect, and never pushed me to do anything. He was a perfect gentleman, and both my mother and father took to him immediately. My mom even told me after meeting Jian to make sure I didn't loose him!" Vania giggled. "I think she wanted to see him more often, is all. My mom's something of a cougar, you know. An older woman who has eyes or young men. Even now, years after my dad has passed, she's going out prowling for young men. I wouldn't doubt that she'll eventually marry a guy my age, or even younger!"

Xiao Li had finished her tea. Vania continued, "But back to your question. Jian and I dated for a couple of weeks, and I began to think he was just leading me on, teasing me all of the time. I even thought that he was shy about going further, beyond just the heavy make-out sessions we'd engaged in, in the dorms or other places. By the time he did make his move, so to speak, I was so horney for him to take me that I practically ripped his clothes off and raped him!" She gasped and planted her hand to her mouth.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said so much!" she apologized.

Xiao Li waved a hand. "Please! I don't mind, Vania. This is really quite fascinating. Real girl-talk that I've missed since coming to America. My friends and I would meet for tea in the afternoon and eventually our conversations would always turn to sex. This is really so much fun."

Vania shook her head, and yet continued. "Any way, your son was the perfect gentleman, until he realized that I was ready for him to take me. And then, you see wee were in his dorm room, on his bed, and he was kissing me all over, everywhere I had exposed skin. And then I started popping my buttons, to give him more skin to kiss, and then my shirt was gone, and then my bra. By the time he pulled my jeans of, I was so wet between my thighs that he slipped right in, and I hadn't had sex in over a year before that! Jian had me so wet and excited that I had an orgasm then and there, and again five minutes later!"

Xiao Li suddenly felt a tingle between her own thighs. She was listening to her daughter-in-law describe how her son had first taken her, and yet in her mind, Xiao Li saw herself under the assault of Jian. She knew that she also would have an orgasm in the first moment of penetration, and again, and again.

"I have an appointment I need to get to," Xiao Li suddenly announced and stood up quickly. "I need to change and get ready to go." She could feel Vania's eyes on her as she retreated up the stairs. She could also imagine that Vania suspected that she had been influenced by her story. Xiao Li knew that Vania knew that Jian lusted or his own mother, for she had heard the younger woman say as much before. Xiao Li knew that what Vania had told her was more to gage her reaction than to share an intimate moment in her life. Xiao Li was ashamed, for she realized that Vania indeed knew about what had happened the night before. Jian had told her, of that she was certain. Her heart raced in her chest and her nerves vibrated throughout her body as she changed her clothing. Careful to avoid her daughter-in-law, Xiao Li escaped to her small car and left the house for the appointment she didn't have.