Why Are MILFs Obsessed With Me?!

Luo Xue set down the towel and walked over to her son, pulling him onto the sofa. "Are you full? If not, there's food left over. I saved some for you."

"I'm full," Su Chen replied, his gaze slightly evasive. His mother was simply too alluring at that moment. Her already beauty was amplified by her voluptuous figure, now draped only in a bath towel with nothing underneath. This made it all too easy for Su Chen, whose thoughts toward his mother were growing stronger, to be tempted.

He even found himself subconsciously stealing glances at her round perky breasts. It wasn't as if he'd never seen them before; during their shared baths, he'd seen every part of her body except her most precious treasure—her pussy. He'd even touched other parts of her body quite often, but that was in the past.

Not only had they not bathed together in a long time, but since his miraculous encounter with the Holy Lotus and the Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture, his entire being had undergone a big transformation. Thoughts he'd never dared to entertain before were now resurfacing.

His gaze toward his mother was no longer solely that of a son; it now carried the longing of a man looking at the beautiful woman he deeply loved.

This situation was entirely different. He knew that if he were to stand naked before his mom again, he wouldn't be able to control his lower body. He might even succumb to the overwhelming urge to caress her body with a man's desire.

Luo Xue seemed completely oblivious to her son's strange behavior, holding his hand and chatting intimately. Su Chen responded to each of her remarks, one by one.

"You've always been such a mischievous boy, but that's exactly why Mom loves you. Since you're full and can't take a bath right now, come give Mom a massage. I've been so busy and exhausted these past few days, I'm feeling quite uncomfortable. You haven't massaged me in days!"

Luo Xue stroked her son's head. Following her touch, Su Chen instinctively lowered his head, his gaze falling directly upon her breasts. The deep cleavage sent a tremor through his heart.

"Mom, do you really want me to massage you?" Su Chen asked unconsciously, his voice trembling slightly. He feared he wouldn't be able to focus as intently as before, and he worried he might lose control and do something he shouldn't, angering his mother.

Luo Xue smiled faintly, glanced at her son, and said, "What are you saying? Are you starting to dislike your mom? Don't want to massage me anymore?"

"How could I ever dislike you? I... I'll never dislike you, Mom! You're the one I love most in the world...!" Hearing his mother's words, Su Chen grew agitated, terrified she might actually think that.

Seeing her son's emotional reaction, she paused, her gaze softening. She gently caressed his cheek, her eyes filled with tenderness as she said, "Alright, Mom misspoke. My son loves me more than anything, just as I deeply love my wonderful son. You're the very core of my being. Without you, I couldn't go on living!"

"Mom...!" Su Chen suddenly cried and throw himself into his mother arms. His face and mouth were buried in her breasts, yet as he inhaled her milky scent, he felt surprisingly pure, without a trace of impure thoughts.

He even felt a faint pang of regret for ever having harbored such thoughts about his mother.

"Alright, come into the room with Mom and give me a massage!" Luo Xue said, feeling her son's warm breath against her chest. Though she had no ulterior motives, she was still a mature woman, her body sensitive from years of being divorced and without intimacy. The long period of abstinence had left her physical needs unfulfilled.

After a moment of warmth in his mother's embrace, found himself stirred by her appearance. If this continued, he feared he would become aroused.

Relieved to escape the temptation, Su Chen nodded and followed his mother into her room, hand in hand.

Entering his mother's room...

Though he constantly reminded himself that she was his own mother and that he shouldn't harbor such thoughts about her...

But the thought of massaging his mother later, of touching her body, still stirred an unsettling feeling within him.

*Thump-thump...

His heart pounded wildly.

Slightly agitated, Su Chen took a deep breath to compose himself and said, "Mom, lie down on the bed."

Luo Xue responded with a joyful hum, her figure wrapped in a bath towel. She walked to the bed, arched her hips, and turned to lie face down. Her movements sent ripples of exquisite curves through her mature body.

Gazing at his mother's sensual form, Su Chen's heart trembled slightly, his gaze growing hotter. He quickly lowered his head, afraid she might notice. After removing his shoes, he climbed onto the bed and sat beside her, his trembling hand reaching out to touch her.

Skin finally met skin. As his hand settled on her voluptuous body, Su Chen felt a surge of excitement. He even thought he sensed a slight tremor in her body at his touch.

Perhaps it's just my imagination, Su Chen dared not dwell on the thought.

He knew his mother well. She must have been experiencing neck pain from her recent shifts and medical work, a common issue he often encountered during their massages. He began by kneading her neck.

As Su Chen placed his hands on the back of his mother neck and gave it a few squeezes, she involuntarily let out a soft sigh, her body trembling slightly. Her previously relaxed hands began to clench. Seeing this, Su Chen immediately understood the source of her fatigue.

"My son knows me best," Luo Xue murmured, her voice filled with relief. "He can tell exactly where I'm hurting just by touching me. What a good boy!"

Hearing the contentment in his mother's voice, Su Chen felt a surge of joy and redoubled his efforts.

He struggled to maintain his composure. After all, his mother, a woman nearing forty, was at the peak of her mature beauty. The allure of a mature woman was Su Chen's greatest weakness. His secret infatuation with his mother was precisely why he was so obsessed with mature women.

Now, touching the very source of his obsession, his inner turmoil was unimaginable. Though he fought to control himself, Luo Xue's beauty was overwhelming. Her fair skin felt soft and supple beneath his fingers, and the sight of her face at such close range stirred forbidden impulses within him.

As Su Chen kneaded his mother's body, his mind drifted back to his recent encounter with Qin Keqing. He also recalled the stolen glimpse of the beautiful Lin Shufen earlier that day. Subconsciously, he replaced the female protagonist in those memories with his mother, and his heart began to race.

Su Chen stole a glance at his mother, perhaps fearing she might notice his unusual behavior.

Luo Xue, utterly relaxed by her son's massage, murmured softly, her eyes already closed in blissful contentment. Lost in the sensation, she unconsciously turned to lie on her side, facing Su Chen. But this position only intensified his restlessness.

Having just bathed, Luo Xue wore only a towel, without any undergarments. The towel, already revealing much of her milkies, shifted slightly as she moved, causing it to gape open. The scenery within was fully exposed. Seated beside her upper body, Su Chen had a clear view of this breathtaking sight.

Luo Xue's two plump breasts were almost completely exposed before him. Her half-turned posture accentuated their fullness, making them appear even more exaggerated. Knowing his mother's breasts well, Su Chen estimated that it would take both his hands to cup just one of her magnificent breasts. These were the kind of assets any woman would be proud of, and the treasures men would clamor to "possess." This sight, laid bare before Su Chen, left him momentarily dazed.

The deep cleavage between her breasts wide enough to conceal most men's palms. Su Chen's mind reeled as his gaze grew increasingly heated. He had seen his mother breasts before, but back then he had dared not entertain such thoughts.

Now, with his growing feelings for her, Su Chen felt a surge of restlessness. These were his mother's breasts, and he desperately wanted to reach out and grasp her flesh, to measure their softness, elasticity, and the depth of her cleavage with the possessive curiosity of a man.

If this sight alone was enough to make his blood boil, what truly ignited Su Chen's senses was the sight of the delicate nipple crowning the peak of her left breast. It stood proudly erect, as if daring Su Chen or seducing her own son.

Having known his mother's body intimately for years, Su Chen was certain that Luo Xue, though nearing forty, possessed skin and a complexion as delicate as a young girl's. Her breasts, those tender mounds of flesh, stood proudly erect like a maiden's, a fact evident even when she stood.

Through the gap in her bath towel, he could see she wore nothing beneath it, the naked allure intensifying his strange arousal. He even felt an urge to strip away the towel and admire his mother's form from a man's perspective, right there in the room.

Gazing at his mother's breasts from such close proximity, Su Chen thoughts grew stronger. The sight of her, so close he could almost touch her, was overwhelmingly tempting. He swallowed hard, his desire for his mother hardening against her body.

A surge of excitement coursed through him, but he managed to maintain the steady pressure of his massage. His eyes, however, remained fixed, unwilling to tear themselves away from the sight of the exposed beauty.

Luo Xue lay on her side, her eyes still closed.