Top Tier Perversion: Dual Cultivate Secretly

There was no way out of it.

Vincent could only steel his resolve and go with the flow, then try to take control of the situation again.

Maybe, just maybe, his mother would hesitate and not let him cross the final line.

Vincent gambled on that, and tried to smile confidently.

"How could I go against my beautiful mom’s wishes?"

"Mm-hm." Vivienne stared at his antics.

Vincent got up and took off his shirt, then tossed it aside.

He glanced at her once.

Vivienne was calmly looking at him.

Vincent’s eyebrow twitched.

He held the hem of her nightgown and gently pulled it up.

Vivienne cooperated and let it come off.

It was a perfect hourglass-like figure. Narrow waist, absolute child bearing hips, and milkers big enough to feed even triplets...

Vincent’s sense of morality and rationality was best expressed by the tent in his pants.

His mind may be hesitating, but his heart and body knew what they longed for.

Vincent got in between her legs and leaned down to kiss her flat abdomen.

He glanced up at her.

"Trust me, mom, this was an important development. She didn’t let me kiss her lips for long, but right when I did this..."

He kissed her slightly lower.

"Then this..."

He kissed her lower abdomen.

"And finally this..."

Vincent kissed her pubes, just a few inches above her pleasure bean.

"She melted and asked for more."

Vincent blatantly lied.

"Uh-huh," Vivienne said with interest. She knew he was lying and was up to some shenanigans again, but she looked forward to it.

"You were happy with this development?"

They were still talking about Vincent’s first experience with a lady, and Vivienne didn’t let go of any moment to know about his opinion.

Vincent nodded. "I was. Because her legs spread apart on their own and then..."

Vivienne parted her legs, and Vincent bent down to kiss her dripping pussy.

"I was able to taste it properly."

He licked her wet slit, and Vivienne suppressed a moan.

It wasn’t just Vincent who was enjoying this.

Vivienne loved every aspect of it, and it made her happier to see her son’s emotional growth as a man in real time.

It was fun to see him navigate through the sexual aspects of life.

"You were done after this?" Vivienne asked, despite knowing the answer to it.

Vincent shook his head.

He changed positions to lie beside her, and grabbed her perky breasts to play with.

"What happened next can’t be explained further because we’re lacking a crucial component. Remember the vial Anastasia took out from the lowest drawer? Yeah... that’s missing. It sucks, but we gotta call it a day here."

Vincent appeared dejected by the fact he couldn’t explain more.

Vivienne stared at him for a good few seconds, then got out of bed.

Vincent saw her nude figure from behind. Even in the dark, it looked sexy to the point of making his shaft twitch.

Vivienne bent to open the lowest drawer.

Vincent wanted to do nothing but run to her side and grab those heavenly buns.

A few seconds passed and Vivienne didn’t get up.

Vincent realized he was free to do whatever he wanted and stood up, waiting over to her side.

He pressed himself behind her and bent down to innocently say, "Are you having trouble finding something, mom?"

Vincent grabbed her soft love handles and grinded against her squishy butt.

"Do you need my help?"

"No," Vivienne said and straightened. "I found what I was looking for."

She turned around and showed Vincent a vial.

He had a look, and immediately froze.

Vincent glanced up at his mother.

Vivienne’s lips curved into a faint smile.

"I believe you can continue the explanation now."

She said and squatted down, untying the knot of Vincent’s trousers.

It fell down and she saw his hard-as-a-rock member.

Vivienne opened the vial and dropped a few drops of the liquid on his shaft.

It twitched from the cold sensation.

Vivienne stood up and got behind Vincent, looking down at his shaft, and holding it for him.

She stroked it gently and asked in a soft whisper, "Did she do this after taking off your clothes?"

Vincent’s head was pressed against Vivienne’s boobs. That was the most he could reach.

Despite being short, he wasn’t intimidated and turned around, looking up into his mother’s eyes.

"Yes, but it was only for a moment. What happened next is..."

Vincent’s voice was surprisingly calm.

When the battle was at its most decisive state, a general never panicked!

Vincent took the vial from his mother’s hands and made her turn.

He opened it and poured a bit on his palms and placed the vial down.

The liquid was oily and easily spread over his palms.

He hugged Vivienne from behind and let his hands slither between her legs.

"I lubricated this area for her. She was slightly embarrassed, but I hope mom doesn’t feel the same and understands my concerns."

Vincent was rubbing his palm against her pussy and the other hand was in between her buns, lubing her backdoor.

Vivienne lightly shook her head and answered, "There’s nothing embarrassing about a son massaging his mom’s body."

"I’m glad you feel this way..."

Vincent said and gently pushed his finger against her wrinkled flower. There was some resistance and the door only opened slightly.

"...many would’ve found this uncomfortable and stopped bonding altogether."

Vivienne nodded. "It’s a pity that most ladies are reserved and don’t prioritize familial ties."

Vincent smiled.

He was done lubricating everything and pulled Vivienne toward the bed.

She lay in the middle of it on her back and Vincent got in between her legs again.

He spread them wide and had Vivienne hold them back by the thighs, getting a proper access to her front and back doors.

He rubbed his shaft between her slippery pussy lips and bent down.

His lips were just an inch from his mother’s.

He could feel her breath on him.

Vincent looked at her and said, "I wanted to do this and then slowly make love with her as we kissed, but couldn’t because a certain someone had asked her to not get deflowered."

Vivienne slightly raised her eyebrows.

"I wonder who that certain someone was that came in my dearest’s way."

"I wonder too..."

Vincent smiled, then shook his head.

"But it doesn’t matter. Things eventually worked out as..."

Vincent’s lips met Vivienne’s.

She closed her eyes and felt a wave of happiness wash over her.

At long last... it happened...

Vincent gently kissed his mother’s lips and used one hand to lower his shaft on her wrinkled flower.

He pushed his hips and it slid inside slightly.

Vivienne was relaxed and at ease with Vincent in her embrace.

She wasn’t as tense as Anastasia.

Vincent’s shaft met with comparatively less resistance, and entered halfway in.

Vivienne stopped holding her legs and hugged Vincent, letting him push his tongue in her mouth and indulge in a more passionate kiss.

Once he was fully inside and satisfied with the kiss, Vincent leaned back and looked at his mother’s beautiful face.

"I love you," Vincent said.

He paused.

"...is what I eventually said to her."

Vivienne smiled warmly and caressed her son’s face.

"I love you too..."

She gave him a peck on his lips.

"...is what she must’ve replied, right?"

Vincent chuckled.

"Indeed."

He started moving his hips, feeling her walls massage his shaft in a not too soft and not too tight manner.

It was as if her body instinctively knew what made him feel the best.

Slap... Slap...

"Mm~"

Vivienne let out soft moans.

Vincent slowed the tempo and pecked her lips, grabbing her attention.

"Actually you know, we didn’t do it in this position for the first time. She was on her stomach and I kept a pillow beneath to let her be comfortable."

"Oh?" Vivienne looked at Vincent with interest.

Now that she tried to imagine it, that must’ve been indeed more comfortable than the position they were currently in.

Slap... Slap...

Vincent kept thrusting his cock deep inside her ass.

"But for this explanation," Vincent shook his head. "I couldn’t repeat the same. You know why, mom?"

"Why?" Vivienne asked curiously.

"It’s because a wise man once said..."

Vincent increased the intensity of his thrusts.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"...you don’t turn your back on family!"

"Ahn~~"

Vivienne felt the intense love Vincent was trying to express.

Her mind and body both were at the peak of pleasure and satisfaction.

She wrapped her hands and legs around him.

"My dear," she looked at him. "Is there... ahh... anything else left?"

Vincent shook his head.

"This is the end of my explanation. Although I couldn’t do it at the front, I don’t regret it."

Vincent sucked on Vivienne’s tits.

"This feels really good, and I can happily wait until the right opportunity comes up."

Vivienne ruffled his hair and smiled.

"You’re turning into a fine gentleman. Mommy is proud of you."

Vincent melted at this comment.

His heart pounded against his chest, and he was fired up.

After two more minutes of intense fucking, he held her hands at the sides, interlocked his fingers, then climaxed while kissing.

Vivienne had a shaking orgasm and let out muffled moans.

She did not collapse like Anastasia, but the pleasure was the most she had ever felt in her life!

Vincent breathed heavily on top of her.

The effects of Redthorn tea wore off, and he struggled to keep his eyes open for long as his body screamed for rest.

"Mom..."

Vincent tried asking her about cultivation again.

Vivienne gently kissed his forehead and let his face rest atop of her soft breasts.

"Sleep for a few hours, my dear. You need it. We can discuss everything later."

"Hmm..."

Vincent hummed.

He hugged her and responded in a low whisper, "I love you, mom..."

Vivienne rubbed his back and replied, "I love you too, Vin."

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