Chapter 7: Milk Flow
Those exquisite jade-white feet were like sheep-fat jade carved by a master, flawless and pristine. Xu Ping'an reached out and gently took hold of the outer edge of one foot, his thumb stroking slowly along the arch while his fingertips softly massaged the tender sole.
"Mm..."
Liu Yuxian had not yet recovered from the itching from just now when she suddenly felt her foot seized and toyed with. The tingling, ticklish sensation shot along her nerves and straight into her brain, making her let out a sweet cry and shudder. She turned back and shot an indignant glare at the teenager who was enjoying himself so much.
"Y-you... what are you doing? Stop, it's so itchy there."
This was the first time anyone had ever played with her feet. Liu Yuxian was both shy and anxious. In the Great Flame, a woman valued her chastity above all else; apart from the two forbidden places, the most private part of a woman was her feet. Under normal circumstances they could not even be shown to others, let alone be played with.
And right now, her own son was hot-eyed and engrossed in handling her two jade-white feet. An odd pleasure rose from deep inside her, and that sense of moral wrongdoing left her feeling embarrassed, yet faintly thrilled in a way she could not put into words.
"You little brat, I... I'm your mother!"
Her intimidation meant nothing to Xu Ping'an, whose desire had already boiled over. His hands kept stroking the smooth, delicate edges of both jade feet, and from time to time he slipped his fingers into the soles and lightly scraped at them, making the tender feet curl up in reflex. But that half-resisting, half-welcoming posture, like a bashful beauty's coyness, only made them even more endearing.
"Don't... let go... ngh... so itchy."
Liu Yuxian was still trying her best to maintain the dignity of an elder, but after being kneaded and pinched by that little bastard, her body went soft and she collapsed onto the table. He kept scratching at her sensitive, tender sole, and she could not help making one soul-stealing moan after another.
She had just been about to struggle and scold him a few more times when she suddenly felt something hard pressing against her buttocks. She froze at once, her pupils widening.
She had given birth before, so of course she knew what it was. That thing only rose hard when a man was aroused, yet right now it was pressing fiercely against her fleshy backside...
She could even feel the scorching heat and distinct shape of it. Her heart slammed wildly in her chest, and she trembled as she said, "You..."
Just as she was about to rebuke him, she abruptly remembered that they were not alone here. Her face burning, she carefully lifted her head to glance at Yin Mei.
But Yin Mei was leaning her cheek on one hand, the cuff of her red sleeve hanging loosely to reveal a length of arm white as frost and snow. She was tilting her head, watching the playful mother and son with a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
Liu Yuxian's eyes met hers by accident, and she quickly drew her gaze back, lowered her head, and glared fiercely at Xu Ping'an behind her, who was completely oblivious. In a low voice, she warned, "Stop fooling around. Your second mother is still here!"
That one sentence instantly snapped Xu Ping'an out of his lust. He hurriedly looked up at Yin Mei, who was staring right at him, and his heart seemed to stop for a beat as a chill washed over his whole body.
Who knew how much she had seen.
"Second Mother, I..."
He hurriedly stood up, but he had no idea that the cock between his legs was still hard, standing straight and thrusting a tent into the front of his trousers with every movement.
Now it was Yin Mei's turn to stare with wide phoenix eyes, one hand covering her mouth in helpless bewilderment. Recalling the panicked expressions the two of them had just shown, all sorts of strange thoughts began to grow in her mind.
They couldn't have just...?
But they were mother and son!
As a dragon in human form, she had never originally had any concept of the Three Obediences and Four Virtues or of shame. It was only after marrying into the Xu household that she had been adapted, so to speak, to live by those rules. But now Xu Ping'an was standing before her with a huge cock bulging through his trousers; it was hard not to wonder what the two of them had just been doing.
She found it a little absurd, but reality was right there in front of her. The next moment, she felt her whole body grow hot, and her own lust seemed to have been stirred awake as well.
After she gave birth to her daughter, that Xu man had never touched her again. Dragons were naturally lustful, and her own desire had always been strong, which left her having to secretly use a dildo every night to relieve herself. Right now, the boy's outrageous bulge was constantly assaulting her visual nerves.
A tingle mixed with itching spread up from her lower body, and her breathing gradually quickened. Lust, unreasonable and direct, had ignited her long-neglected mature body.
Liu Yuxian also noticed Xu Ping'an's tented trousers. Blushing, she tugged at his hand. Xu Ping'an lowered his head and only then saw the bulge between his legs that he had been so painfully erect in. He hurriedly crouched down to hide his embarrassment.
The room fell quiet for a moment, desire mingling with a trace of awkwardness as it surged in the dark.
The lust Yin Mei had woven into herself was burning her body limp and soft. Not only was her lower body unbearably uncomfortable, even her nipples were aching and swollen. A few drops of milk leaked from her nipples and darkened a patch of her clothes, and a strange fishy-sweet scent spread through the room.
"Second Mother, this..."
Xu Ping'an was stirred by that smell and lifted his head, clearly seeing the two patches of cloth on her chest soaked dark black. He could not help but look puzzled.
Liu Yuxian slapped him lightly with her slender hand. After finally forcing that strange feeling down, her cheeks were still flushed red. She extended a pale jade finger and tapped his forehead, saying with a reproachful smile, "Your second mother is of the dragon race. Her nursing period is longer than ours, the human kind."
The soaked cloth clung tightly to her breast flesh, outlining two hard, stone-like buds. Xu Ping'an, already uneasy, could not help staring at them with heated eyes, his throat bobbing up and down.
Yin Mei watched her son's hungry expression, especially the way that desire was fixed on her twin peaks as though he were a starving wolf.
Something stirred in her. Her gaze swept over the layers of white gauze inside his robe, and she said softly, "Ping'an, do you want to drink some of Second Mother's milk?"
Seeming afraid that he might refuse, she quickly added, "Second Mother's milk can replenish vital energy. It'll help your injuries."
"This..."
Xu Ping'an, already parched, only grew hungrier at those words. That primal desire wrapped around him again, but he still forced himself to look at his mother beside him.
Liu Yuxian looked at his pitiful face and could not help smiling a little. She shot him a playful glare and said, "You. If you want to drink, then drink. Why be so polite with your mother?"
Hearing that, Xu Ping'an was overjoyed. He hurried over to Yin Mei's side and stared fixedly at those towering, swelling breasts. He wanted to reach out and pull open the outer red robe, but did not dare. All he could do was look at Yin Mei's pair of warm golden eyes with desperate yearning.
Yin Mei patted his head. Under his wolfish, ravenous gaze, she gently loosened her waist sash and reached to pull down the outer top that was wrapped tightly around her.
Out came two enormous masses of flesh, bound by a pale purple strapless tube top. Once the outer garment no longer supported them, the heavy breasts sank down a full inch. Because they were far too huge, the tube top could only cover the upper portion, leaving the lower edges exposed in a crescent of full, porcelain-white breast flesh. The light-red areolas stubbornly peeped out at the edges, faint and half-hidden, like two overripe, overflowing water balloons trembling as they swayed, the scent of milk growing even thicker.
Yin Mei glanced at him and smiled radiantly before pushing the tube top upward to the root of her breasts. The instant the soaked fabric separated from her nipples, it drew out two silver-white threads of milk. Her pair of peerless, flesh-bouncing breasts, as though long constrained, joyfully sprang free, swaying nonstop with their heavy weight. The two crimson nipples were dragged hard by inertia, snapping violently up and down, and a few drops of milk splashed onto the tea table.
Milk stained the slightly rough nipples and the round red areolas with a few gleaming patches of silver-white, making them irresistibly alluring.
Xu Ping'an could not wait. He used both hands to weigh the two full, abundant breasts, feeling that shocking weight. His palms could not even fully cover the lower edges of the breasts, which only proved how enormous they were.
Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Ping'an opened his mouth and sucked one of the hard nipples. With only a light pull, milk gushed into his mouth. The sweet, rich taste slammed straight into his brain, and that hot milk seemed endless, surging out continuously.
Xu Ping'an's throat worked as he swallowed the thick, warm milk. A strand of primal qi exploded inside his body, hammering through every limb and bone. The scorching current nourished the body the original owner had long since emptied out, as well as the injuries that had yet to heal, and Xu Ping'an felt a warm stream flowing through him.
He slid one hand up to the other towering snow peak and gently kneaded it. The supple breast flesh caved and rose with his movements, and the slick feel made him reluctant to let go. At the same time, each pressure caused streams of milk to spurt out like a spring, wetting Yin Mei's luxurious clothes.
Yin Mei let out soft, pleasure-filled moans. The tight, swollen feeling in her chest gradually faded, and the numb, tingling sensation of being sucked by a man left her phoenix eyes hazy and her breathing ragged.
Xu Ping'an sucked as he went, using the tip of his tongue to tease the hard bud and even lightly grinding his teeth against it, savoring the sweet milk that poured out in a steady stream, utterly satisfied.
"Mm... ahh, mm..."
Yin Mei's phoenix eyes were half-lidded, her body trembling lightly. That wicked boy was licking and biting her nipples, and the long-neglected desire within her surged up all at once. The itchy, numbing pleasure struck her nerves like electricity, flooding her whole body with a bliss she had never felt before.
Xu Ping'an wrapped his left arm around her slim waist from behind and felt her flat, firm lower abdomen. With his mouth he gently bit down on that hard bud, grinding it back and forth with his teeth. Sweet milk spurted out in fine streams, while his right hand pinched the hot, hard tip of her breast between two fingers and rubbed it back and forth, helping her vent her lust.
As she felt her son massage her in a way that scraped at the bones and heart alike, Yin Mei's voice trembled nonstop. That hot current pricked at her lower abdomen along her exquisite body, and the little cunt below her kept itching unbearably. A thread of slick leaked from her pussy, soaking the inside of her panties. Her legs clamped tightly together, and blushes bloomed across her snow-white, graceful neck, every sign showing how thoroughly aroused she had become.