She took a deep look at the man sitting in that spot deep within her mory. For a mont, that man seed to beco her beloved husband, but soon he reverted to the real Wang Yue.
With a charming smile for Wang Yue, Xue Yan imdiately picked up the microphone and began to sing.
There were no staff mbers present, so naturally, there was no backing music for her. But Xue Yan had beco so famous back in the day not because of any unwritten rules, but because of her talent. So, despite the lack of accompanint and sound editing, her voice was still absolutely beautiful.
Wang Yue found himself completely imrsed in Xue Yan’s wonderful singing.
The song not only had a beautiful lody but also very lovely lyrics, expressing the longing of a young girl for true love.
Seeing Xue Yan becoming more and more engrossed in her performance, Wang Yue had an idea. He quickly went backstage and turned on a special device.
This device was used to project images onto the audience seats of the concert hall, creating lifelike illusions that looked just like real people.
Originally, such devices were ant for people who weren’t stars but dread of becoming ones to use for their own entertainnt.
To make the projections look realistic, the footage used ca from popular performances; all that was needed was to change the nas of the people in the footage to those of the person wanting to experience this effect.
But Wang Yue didn’t need to make any changes at all, because several of the popular scenes in their stock were actually taken from Xue Yan’s past performances. So, he simply turned on the device.
In the middle of her song, Xue Yan noticed that Wang Yue had left suddenly. She felt puzzled and was about to go look for him to ask what he was up to when she saw that the otherwise empty audience seats suddenly filled with people.
n and won were waving fluorescent sticks with the na "Xue Yan" on them, shouting loudly.
"Xue Yan! Xue Yan!"
"Yan Yan, we love you!"
...
Xue Yan imdiately understood what Wang Yue had in mind, and she was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.
Not wanting to let her son’s efforts go to waste, she quickly composed herself and continued singing with even greater enthusiasm.
Thanks to these virtual images that were indistinguishable from real people, and since they represented events that had actually taken place in her mory, Xue Yan beca even more imrsed in her emotions, as if she had truly returned to those tis.
Wang Yue went back to the audience seats and rged into those real virtual images, fully experiencing the atmosphere there. Only then did he truly understand how passionate Yan’s mother had been back then.
Xue Yan, singing with all her heart, exuded an indescribable charm. Coupled with the exciting atmosphere of the mont, Wang Yue beca so excited that he suddenly jumped onto the stage, went behind Yan’s mother, and hugged her waist.
"Hey, you little rascal, stop causing trouble," Xue Yan said, sowhat annoyed, as she was lost in that mont.
"Mom, you’re so beautiful right now!" Wang Yue said, then pulled out his penis from his pants and pressed it against Xue Yan’s buttocks. "I want to have sex with you right here!"
"H-here?" Xue Yan was shocked. Although the people in the audience seats were just virtual images, the technology was so advanced that they looked exactly like real people. Moreover, this was a scene that had actually happened in her mory. The idea of having sex with her son in such a situation made her feel extrely shy.
But at the sa ti, this also triggered an indescribable sense of excitent in her, and she was actually looking forward to it.
Wang Yue didn’t care what Yan’s mother thought. He simply lifted her wide skirt and tore off both her underwear and her thong. Then he pushed his penis between her legs and rubbed it back and forth against her vagina.
Xue Yan had no resistance to Wang Yue; on top of that, she was already extrely excited. With his movents, her vaginal fluids gushed out like a fountain, and she had no desire to continue singing.
Wang Yue said while rubbing, "Mom, keep singing. I want you to sing while I have sex with you."
Xue Yan obediently continued singing, but the song that used to be so familiar to her now sounded tremulous and completely out of tune. The sensation of his penis rubbing against her vagina in such an exciting atmosphere made her even more aroused.
When Xue Yan reached the climax of her song, Wang Yue thrust his penis entirely into her hot, receptive vagina.
"Oh..." Xue Yan couldn’t help but let out a loud scream of pleasure, and her completely off-key singing stopped imdiately.
"Mom, don’t make such sexy noises; your fans are all watching you," Wang Yue said, interjecting while speaking into Xue Yan’s ear.
"Good son, to be fucked in front of so many fans... I’m so excited! Hurry up, push harder, and fuck my sexy pussy!" Xue Yan exclaid, utterly thrilled.
Wang Yue looked towards the audience, seeing their passionate eyes that were no different from those of real people, and then asked, "Mom, do you think any of these fans are fantasizing about you?"
"Probably," Xue Yan replied. Although she had always presented herself as a pure image in the past, her curvaceous, sexy figure was impossible to hide, so it was only natural that so people would fantasize about her.
But she quickly added, "But they can only fantasize about it. Good son, use your big dick to fuck them—sothing they’ll never be able to have!"
However, Wang Yue suddenly stopped and pulled his penis out of Xue Yan’s hot, sexy pussy. He lay down on the stage and said with a laugh, "Mom, it’s your turn to perform now. Go on and show your fans what you can do."
Xue Yan imdiately spread her legs, mounted Wang Yue, and guided his penis into her pussy. With a firm downward movent of her hips, she swallowed his nearly twenty-centiter-long penis entirely.
Then, while moving rapidly up and down, she shouted at her fans in the audience who loved her, "You may love , but I don’t love you. I only love my good son. Look! The goddess you fantasize about every day is sitting on her son’s body; the big breasts you desire are being caressed by her son’s hands. Even that sexy pussy that you’ve only ever imagined exists now, being vigorously fucked by her son’s penis!"
"Mom, you’re really too sexy!" Even Wang Yue didn’t expect Xue Yan to be so wild at this mont. Could it be that deep down inside her, she actually desired to be fucked on stage?
Or perhaps every woman feels a special kind of excitent when being fucked in the workplace that she is most familiar with?
Xue Yan writhed her hips wildly, allowing Wang Yue’s penis to move inside her, and laughed excitedly, "That’s right, mom loves it when you fuck like this. Good son, don’t just enjoy it—you should also move, so mom can feel even more pleasure."
Wang Yue obediently began to thrust upward, coordinating with the movents of Xue Yan’s hips, and pounded her mature, sexy pussy with his penis.
In this incredibly exciting atmosphere, Xue Yan wasn’t able to last long before reaching orgasm under Wang Yue’s onslaught.
After enjoying the warmth of Wang Yue’s sen, Xue Yan, coming back to her senses from the flas of desire, felt embarrassed and quickly said, "Son, let’s go backstage. It feels kind of strange here."
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