I was afraid I’d wake my mom up, so I tried to keep my voice as low as possible when I entered.
When I passed by my mom’s room, I gently pushed the half-covered door open a crack, and found that my mom was not asleep yet, and was concentrating on reading a book on the edge of the bed with a small bedside lamp. She had her back to the door, so she didn’t notice me, I then gently walked back to my own room.
When I got back to my room I opened my locked secret dark cabinet out of habit.
“Ah!” I realized that the contents of my dark cabinet had been moved, and for the longest time, the placement of the things I had put in there was clear.
Not only was it now in the wrong place somehow, but something seemed to be missing. I immediately inventoried it, and oh crap…, my diary…it was gone.
My so-called dark closet is just a big wooden box where I grew up to put some of my personal belongings. When I was a kid in Kokusai, I put comic books in it, and after I started to get into pornography when I was in middle school, I put a lock on it and made a pact with my mom not to look at my personal collection.
A few years down the line, I kept changing the contents of my collection. After high school, I accidentally saw my mother changing her clothes once, and from then on, I started to be obsessed with my mother’s body. In addition to collecting a lot of incest novels, books, videos, CDs, and my mother’s sexy panties, I also wrote my own sexual fantasies about my mother into my diary.
I was quite angry at first, and wanted to rush into my mom’s room to ask her why she didn’t keep her word, but after I slowly calmed down, I thought to myself, “Anyway, it’s already happened, and any reaction on my part will only make the relationship between us mother and son even more awkward. Let’s just pretend that I don’t know, and observe my mom’s reaction first!
So I exited the room and tiptoed further to the door of my mother’s room, where I could tell by the light coming through the crack in the door that she was still reading, and reading what was probably my diary full of sexual confessions to my mother. I gently walked towards the living room again and opened and closed the front door, letting it make a slamming sound to indicate that I had returned.
Just as I closed the door with a bang, I noticed that the light in my mom’s room suddenly went out. I was even more sure that my mom was peeking at my diary, so I deliberately came to my mom’s room, pushed open the door and gently called out to her.
“Mom…”
Mom was pretending to be asleep and didn’t respond to me. I thought to myself that the diary was probably still hidden under the quilt.
I still didn’t move and went back to my room to get a change of clothes to take a shower in the bathroom. My usual shower time is about twenty minutes or so, and in fact I didn’t take a shower when I got into the bathroom, but rather I wanted to give my mom a time to put the diary back because I guessed that she would probably be afraid that I would find out that the diary was missing after I took a shower, and that if I waited until tomorrow I might not be able to make it in time.
I turned on the faucet to make the sound of water and move slowly on purpose to show that I was taking a bath, but in fact I was observing my mom’s room through the cracks in the bathroom. A while later, sure enough, mom also tiptoed out of the room, holding my diary in her hand. After she came out of my room and went back to her room, I left the bathroom and went back to my room. The first thing I did, of course, was to open the dark cupboard, and sure enough, it had been put back, apparently in a hurry, and the position had been put upside down.
I didn’t sleep much this night, thinking about how to deal with this matter. Obviously, the mother will certainly pretend not to have this matter, and my mother-loving diary although not written every day, but a few years down is also a thick book, especially after college, the mother’s mature flesh has been to the degree of obsession that can not be extricated. So in the diary written down all how I secretly in the mother’s back to appreciate her, how to adore her plump peaks, high buttocks, and even peeped at her bath, change clothes, take her panties masturbation and so on things.
I thought she might not have finished reading it, so I made the assumption that she might come back for it while I was gone. To confirm this, I put a hair on top of the back of the diary and locked the dark cupboard, so that if the hair wasn’t there tomorrow, it would mean that she had come and moved it again. I went to sleep after everything was arranged. But before I went to sleep, I thought of another bold plan.
The next day, as usual, my mom woke me up, nothing special, the only difference was that she obviously hadn’t slept a wink last night, her eyes were red and she kept yawning. After freshening up, I left the house and went to school.
I am the only son, since young, my father passed away, mother from twenty-five years old took over the father ready-made clothes business, more than ten years although there is no lack of suitors, but mother probably because of the fear that I don’t like the reason, so has not remarried, perhaps is the relationship between the long term as a supervisor, the need to socialize with people, so mother on their own body maintenance has been doing very well, not at all see almost forty years old.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t had any sisters since I was young, I was particularly dependent on my mom, but I didn’t expect it to turn into an Oedipal complex in the end.
Due to yesterday’s incident, it made me unmotivated to go to class for the whole day, and by the afternoon I made my usual call to my mom’s company, but the person at the office said that she hadn’t come to the office today. I think she probably wanted to finish the diary she didn’t read yesterday all at once! So she didn’t go to work.
In the evening, my mom was cooking dinner when I got home.
“Mom, are you okay? Why didn’t you go to the office today?”
“Oh…mom…I’m a little under the weather today…so…” mom looked a little unnatural.
After I took a shower I couldn’t wait to go back to my room and open the dark cabinet, and sure enough, the hair on the back of the book had fallen out, and mom had indeed come back to get it again. In addition, I found another thing, that is, I collected those panties of my mother, suddenly the color light up, and neatly folded, folded into a pile, I picked up and looked at it, there is a slight residual warmth on the top, as if it had just been taken out of the clothes dryer.
“How ……” Mom had obviously washed all those panties and couldn’t help but fold them with her womanly instincts.
Murphy…she didn’t object to me masturbating with her boxers, and there seemed to be an implication of tacit approval.
So I made up my mind and officially started my plan. That night, I wrote in my journal:
“Mom, I don’t know why, I can’t even be bothered to go to class today, I can’t stop thinking about you, I’m going crazy, I want to possess you. Give it to me! Mom, I want you.” After writing it the same put a hair on it and lock it again.
The next day I deliberately woke up earlier than mom, then let my erect penis stick out of my underwear and covered it with a sheet. A little while later, mom got up too, and as usual she would lift my covers and call me. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep as I heard mom come step by step and then, sure enough, she lifted the sheet off of me, and I closed my eyes and imagined the look on her face at that moment. Time passed by, mom never made any movement, five minutes passed, I finally could not help but open my eyes slit peeping, and found my mom staring at my prick like a man possessed.
I thought to myself, “It worked, but it’s not a good idea to wear it out like this, so I rolled over on purpose before Mom hurriedly put the sheet back on like she was waking up from a dream.
“Little…Little Jun…get up.” Mom’s voice is as thin as a mosquito, and I can’t help but laugh, how can I call someone up like that.
I finally rolled over and woke up pretending to be sleepy.
“Mom…morning!”
“…early…time…to get up,” she said as if she hadn’t gotten back to her senses.
I deliberately and casually want to lift the sheet, mom watched me this action, hasty quickly back to the body, it is really good unnatural, I also feel that so teasing his beloved mother is a little cruel, so hurriedly put the clothes back on.
In the evening I excused myself from coming home until after eight o’clock in order to give my mom a little time to go through my journal.
When I got back my mom was in the shower, I rushed back to my room and opened the dark closet, and sure enough my mom had read my new confession.
In addition, I also found that there is a style that I have never seen before on top of those panties, my heart straight poof jumped, pick up and take a closer look, wow… it is a black yarn panties that are almost completely transparent, is it… mom gave it to me, I was so excited that I almost jumped up.
Mom not only acquiesced to my actions, but also provided sponsorship, which is simply ridiculous and unbelievable. I calmed down for a moment to take a closer look to see if Mom had left any more traces, and then I found a note inside a binder on the cover of my diary:
“Joon, mom is conflicted… I want you to see this note, and I don’t want you to see it too soon…
Sigh…forgive me mom didn’t mean to peek at your diary, you’ve been refusing to tell mom whether you have a girlfriend or not, I wanted to get something like love letters or photos out of your room earlier, but I didn’t expect…
I’ve been reading your diary for years! Mom read your diary really scared, I did not think you have been refusing to have a girlfriend because of the secret love of the mother, Xiao Jun, mother is not an old-fashioned, after so many years of widowhood, never refused to remarry, the main in addition to want to take care of you wholeheartedly, mom actually also has a selfish, want to keep you forever on the side of the mother, you said in the diary that you have a mother-love complex, but how can a mother is not a love affair with the child complex.
Mom’s heart is so messed up. Joon, if you read this letter, just pretend you don’t know for now, okay? Mom is not mentally prepared for this. Wish you have a good dream!
P.S. Mom is happy that you like mom’s panties, don’t feel guilty or think you have a mental problem, I think it’s a man who likes women’s panties, the ones you have in your collection are old, mom is giving you a newer one that has only been worn once, I hope you will like it.”
I can’t describe my excitement at reading my mom’s response.
Mom hadn’t washed up when I left the room.
“Mom, are you ready, I’m going to wash!”
“Okay, okay!” Mom said as she stepped out of the bathroom, wearing clothes that almost made me unable to look away.
It turned out that mom was only wearing a book shirt undershirt over her body, and underneath she was only wearing a pair of white panties, while along the body of the undried water droplets, almost the whole body became transparent. The two nipples were clearly visible against the thin shirt, and the boxers underneath were showing the black pubic hairs due to the water stains seeping through at the base of her legs. This was the first time I had ever seen it worn in my entire life.
“Joon…don’t you look away…”
Mom’s face was flushed, I don’t know if it was shyness or the heat from the shower that hadn’t dissipated, or both! I gave mom a knowing smile before I entered the bathroom. Mom was already adjusting herself.
Into the bathroom I took off my clothes and was about to throw them into the laundry basket, when I suddenly saw an apple green lace panties spread on the top of the laundry basket, because it was so obvious that I didn’t have to lower my head to see a puddle of milky white goo in the middle of the cloth part of the basket, in order to determine if it was a cold wash, I picked it up and smelled it for a while, and a faint fishy smell came out of my nose, and I thought that my mom must have masturbated before I came back. I think mom must have masturbated before I came back.
That puddle is exactly what is called lewdness. And as if mom had intentionally flashed it out for me to see, I was at this point completely sure that the change in our mother-son relationship was at the point of an arrow, and again it would depend on who shot the arrow first.
When I got back to my room I pulled out my journal again to leave a few more words for my mom, but instead I found another note in the binder page that
It says:
“Joon, mom wants to borrow the topmost tape from you to look at, you put it in the VCR and I’ll come out at twelve o’clock at night to look at it, but promise me you won’t ever come out, and that you’ll take it back in the morning.”
I looked at the videotape sitting on the top shelf, which had a push of unintelligible Japanese written on it, the only thing obvious being the title in four big letters, “Mother and Son Rape.”
I think this is the second step in the mom’s adjustment, trying to find out what it’s like to be in someone’s mother-son adultery first.
As soon as twelve o’clock rolled around, I saw that the TV in the living room was on and Mom had come out to watch it, so I thought I’d better do what she wanted and leave her alone!
But in the end I couldn’t help but sneak open the door to my room and probe a bit, only to see my mom without underwear, only wearing the white panties, leaning on the couch, holding up two peaks is staring intently at the TV screen.
After watching for a while I went back to my room and went to sleep for I don’t know how long, but when I woke up it was after three and the lights on the TV in the living room were off.
I took a bathroom break and couldn’t resist walking into my mom’s room.
Wow! Mom was lying naked on the bed, her panties down to her knees, and a thick bush of black pubic hair stuck to the base of her thighs as wet as if she’d been drenched.
I did not expect this video tape has such a great effect, I face mom this jade body, already impulsive unstoppable, the bottom does not obey the call of the support up, my heart seven up and down and constantly calculating, how to start it? Now dry mom, I believe she will not say anything, I stood in front of the bed thought for a long time, looking at the mother with the breath of the double breasts, or can not help but reach out to caress the mother’s nipples, and the mother’s nipples, and the mother’s nipples.
“Mmmm…” mom mumbled softly, but didn’t wake up, and I got bolder and pressed my entire palm against the top of mom’s breasts and kneaded and fondled them up and down.
“Mmmm…mmmm…” mom just kept letting out comfort-like calls, still not opening her eyes. I thought to myself, I may have still acted too early, mom’s mind is still not fully opened. But since mom has been pretending, I’ll simply stroke her enough!
So I had no qualms about boldly caressing them, rubbing and kneading my breasts with one hand and stroking them with the other hand down against my pubic hair.
“Mmm…ah…mmm…mmm …. Ah…” mom’s voice became more and more lewd, making me almost restrain myself from lifting her legs and ruthlessly inserting my prick inside mom’s pussy.
“Ah…ah…don’t…no…ah…” as I slipped my fingers into my mom’s cunt, she cried out like she was raving, but just wouldn’t open her eyes.
Okay, I switched it up, pulling the panties off my mom’s legs and spreading her legs, and since the lights were too dim to see clearly, I simply turned the headlights on. Wow! Mom’s pussy lips were slowly dripping with lust, I climbed onto the bed and pressed my face against mom’s pussy and pushed my tongue against the crack and kept licking her pussy.
“Ah…ah…ah…good…good…” mom finally couldn’t help but say yes. So I pumped my tongue even harder and reached up with both hands to hold my breasts tightly and knead them desperately hard.
Ten minutes later, mom’s body suddenly a stiffness, hips upward, then hard down, leaking, mom has reached orgasm, then mom’s pussy constantly shaking, every shake overflowed a stream of lewd water, not long after the whole sheet is wet.
Mom was satisfied, but I was miserable, a burning desire still not eliminated. In the end, there was nothing I could do but kiss my mom on the lips and go back to bed.
I was awakened by a stroking and when I came I first looked at my watch, 7:00 AM. Then I looked at the bed and there was mom sitting on the edge of the bed and one of her hands was holding my prick.
“Joon… no… don’t wake up… you… Are still dreaming right now, understand? You’re having a sweet dream.” I understood what my mom meant and closed my eyes again, letting her have her way.
What a beautiful weekend morning!
Mom kept using her hand to manipulate my prick, fast and slow, making me want to pick her up and fuck her.
A moment later I peeked open my eyes and saw Mom instead close her eyes in a mesmerized manner, then rubbed her cheek against my prick, and finally watched as she slowly stuck out her tongue and began to lick the glans, then opened her mouth to take the whole thing into her mouth.
Wow! What a great feeling, mom’s mouth sucking up and down like a suction cup.
“Zip…zip…” came the constant sucking sounds from mom’s mouth.
A moment later she moved down to take in my balls, sucking them in and out, left and right, and within a few minutes I couldn’t hold back any longer, and a stream of cum shot into my mom’s mouth while she was holding her prick again.
All I heard was a coo and mom swallowed it, licked it clean around my shaft again, and then turned and walked out.
I got up and found the journal spread out on the desk, and on a new page Mom had written a paragraph.
“Yesterday’s videotape was great, it’s just that the mother and son were so stupid in the end, and no one knew why they killed themselves. All this talk about ethics and morals is just a lie to self-congratulation. Don’t you think so? If I were that mom, I’d change my name and take my beloved son far away to a place where no one would recognize him!”
“Mom’s gone to work, so come back early at lunch, Mom wants to give you a birthday present.”
It seems that my mom is more open-minded than I am, and with all the back roads in mind, that’s all the more reason I don’t have to worry about anything.
Just what was Mom selling me as a gift? I can’t think of anything else.
It was hard to make it to noon, so I flew home.
I saw my mom’s high heels when I walked in the door, and she came home early.
As I passed my mom’s room I saw a note taped to the door that read, “Joon, push the door in, the present is in the room.”
I pushed open the door, a look could not help but be startled, inside reclining a woman wearing bikini style underwear, is containing winks at me. I thought for a moment that my mom had found a woman for me, but upon closer inspection, wasn’t this luscious beauty just my mom?
Mom had special makeup and hair done.
“Joon, don’t you recognize mom?”
“No…mom…you’re…so beautiful…so beautiful…” and I couldn’t help but stutter a little.
“Toshi, come, come to mom.”
“Mom…”
“Joon, do you like this underwear set of mom? I bought it especially this morning!”
“Mom, I love it, as long as it’s on Mom.”
“Heh…kiddo…say…do you want mommy?”
“To…to mom what?” I didn’t get it for a moment.
“Hurrah! Still pretending, bullying mommy.” Mom actually started whining with her beaming mouth like a little schoolgirl.
“Mom, I really don’t know! What exactly are you getting me as a gift?” I simply messed with her.
“Okay! Do you…want…mom’s…body?” Mom was getting bolder and bolder.
“Wanted, wanted to die.”
“Then…what are you waiting for? Why don’t you hurry up and…open your present?” Mom pouted again.
“Gift… gift? It’s there, huh? Mom.”
“Stupid, mom is…is…your gift.”
I couldn’t hold it in any longer, and as soon as I heard that, I stepped forward and hugged my mom full in the arms and kissed her on the lips.
“Mmmm…” mom immediately stuck her tongue in my mouth and flipped it around.
I didn’t keep my hands free, rubbing my mom’s breasts through the translucent bright red bra.
“Mmm…mmm…” the kiss was nearly five minutes long before I left mom’s lips.
“Joon…come on…mom wants you to…hold me…” mom volunteered, wrapping her arms around me tightly and kissing me all over my face.
With one hand, I probed into my mom’s boxers, which were tied only with ribbons, and stroked her pubic hair.
“Toshi, come on…you smell it.” Mom got up on her knees and asked me to smell her bottom.
“Wow…that smells good…” a faint scent came in.
“Mom perfumed it especially for you!”
I then pushed mom down again, lifted her legs and bit the silk string of her panties, they fell to the side and mom’s entire pussy was exposed, I took a bite of it and continued to lick and fondle her pussy lips and clit the same way I had made her leak last night before reaching into her pussy and pumping it.
“Ah…ah…so good…Joon…your tongue…so good…ah…” Mom was so comfortable that she started to wave again.
“Mmmm…ah…Joon…little husband…mom…it’s so good…come on…mom wants to …faster…” mom had gotten a little carried away.
I couldn’t resist stripping my body either, and when I finally took off my underwear, my prick popped out.
“Ah…Jun…it’s so thick…yesterday…it didn’t seem this big…”
“Does Mom like it?” I held it close to Mom’s pussy.
“Love it…mom loves it…come on…come on…stick it in…stick it in your fantasy for years, mom’s pussy…”
Years of fantasizing had finally come true and my excitement had reached the top of my prick.
I gently rubbed the head of my glans back and forth against my mom’s lust-filled pussy.
“Good son…stop teasing mom now…stick it in…stick it in…”
I took a deep breath to push the lust down a bit more. Not listening to my mom, I still rubbed at the opening of my pussy.
“Xiao Jun… dear son… good son… no… good husband… mom can’t stand it anymore… you stick it in… from now on… mom will let you stick it in every day… okay? …mom will let you stick it in every day… okay? …”
“Mom, you said it yourself! No scalping oh!”
“Yes…it’s mom who wants it…she likes her son to stick it in…she’ll give it to you…every day…from now on…”
“Mom, don’t say “thrust”, say “fuck”.”
“Yes…fuck…come on…fuck mom…mom let Joon…her own son fuck…”
I stopped teasing her after I saw it was almost over.
“With a plop, the whole prick was inside mom’s pussy.
“Ah…it hurts…it hurts…gently…slow down…don’t move…good son…mom hasn’t inserted it for more than 10 years …hasn’t done it, it’s very tight inside…you have to be gentle…”
So I held still for a while, letting my prick remain in mom’s hole, and then lifted her upper body to suck on her breasts with my mouth first. Mom’s breasts seemed to be quite sensitive, and the slightest touch would cause her whole body to tremble. Not long after…
“Jun…you can do it now…mom is so wet down there…so itchy…do it now…”
I then lifted my mom’s legs over my shoulders and started pumping, it was so beautiful, so good, my mom’s flesh was truly the best on earth.
“Ah…ah…so good…dear son…mom is so beautiful…so beautiful…you fucked mom so good…mom regrets so much …I didn’t read…your diary a day earlier…or else…I would have fucked you long ago ….”
“Zip…zip …… zip…” as I pumped hard, the lustful water in my mom’s pussy and her waves made a moving sound.
“Uh…uh… Ah…Joon…son…dear husband…mom is yours…it’s so good…incest feels so exciting…Joon…what do you say…ah…fuck your own mom…what? What do you say …ah…fuck your own mom…how does it feel…beautiful… Isn’t it beautiful…”
“Mom…it’s so good for my son…fucking my own mom…it’s so good…what about you…how does it feel to have your own son…sticking his meat…into the place that gave birth to him… where he was born…how does it feel…”
“So…beautiful…flying up to the sky beautiful…so exciting …. Ah …. Hurry…do it again…mom has lived for more than ten years in vain…ah…husband…dear husband…mom wants to marry you…good no…good …ah…every day…want you…to fuck mom’s pussy…ok…”
“Mom…I don’t want…I don’t want you to marry me…we’re going to be mother and son forever…mother and son fornicating…son fucking mom…the taste is …is too good …”
“Ah…yes…yes…I don’t want to marry…you…I don’t want to call you husband…I want to call you my own son…my own son fuck my own Mom…oh…that’s great…do it…son…my baby son…you’re making mom…die…I can’t…. …it’s so exciting…come on…rush…mom is coming…come on…come out with mom…ah…ah…ah… …”
Mom let out a long cry and her body popped tighter, I then relaxed and also ejaculated at the same time, deep into Mom’s pussy.
I waited until after my mom’s vagina stopped contracting before I gently withdrew my prick. All I could see was a trickle of mucus flowing out of the opening of my pussy in response to my withdrawal.
Mom still had her eyes closed enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. I got up and picked mom up.
“Good son, what do you want!”
“Mom, I just want to take my present to my room.” I teased her on purpose.
“Move slowly…you’re bad…” mom pouted, then let me hold her.
Back in the room mother and son were again naked on the bed caressing each other.
I think maybe the joyful anticipation of forbidden sex like incest was hidden in both our mother and son’s bodies, and once the mask of worldly morality was torn off, it ran like a great river bursting its banks.
I took out the secret box and removed all the secret stash. Since the secret wasn’t a secret anymore, I thought let’s make it a shared secret between us, mother and son! But mom had another opinion.
“Jun, mom has thought about it, our happiness lies in that kind of hidden pleasure, once this kind of hidden doesn’t exist, we no longer get along with the same pattern as we already did before, there will be no freshness after a long time, moreover, if we are accustomed to get along with the strong love, once we leave this house, it is very difficult to keep people from knowing, because even the best disguise can’t hide the love that the eyes show out, because it is not possible to cover up the love that the eyes show. Lust.
Mom is a company executive outside, too early to make people suspicious is not good after all, mom wants you to promise, the usual mode of life do not have any change, mom promises you… every day to you… mom will not be yellow cow, but for men, every day sexual intercourse, then, a long time is not good for the body, and besides, mom needs you to be forever, not a short period of time, you can understand?”
“It’s… okay! I’ll listen to you on all of it.” I thought about what my mom said for a moment and it made sense.
“Also, just leave your collection for now! Those books and video cassettes CDs, mom also wants to see, you just put them on the desk, you like those panties of mom just put them together with the ones in mom’s closet now, you can move all of them, when mom wants to change, she will come to your room to change them, in fact, mom still has some secret collection, you can’t find it, however, you don’t worry, you will slowly see them one by one, moreover, isn’t it more erotic like this? As for your diary, it’s almost finished, mom bought a new one in addition, you wait.”
With that, Mom went back to her room and got a new diary. The design was exquisite, the front and back covers were inlaid with beautifully grained teak wood, and the only thing you could see on the front cover was an engraved heart that said “Intimate Diary”.
“Starting today use this diary to pass on the secrets between us mother and son, okay? Just put it on your desk, and Mom will leave a message for you every day before she goes to work.”
“Mom, I love you.” I couldn’t help but hug my mom for a while.
“Toshi, you have to fulfill our promise!”
“It will, Mom, I promise, but…”
“But what?”
“Today doesn’t count, starting tomorrow.” When I finished, I monkeyed around and lifted my mom’s legs, pressed down on her, and lifted my prick to thrust it in.
“Wait…wait, Joon, don’t rush! Come on, mom has a suggestion.” Mom said as she got up and took out the video tape of the “mother-son rape” from my secret box.
“Come on!” Mom playfully tossed me a wink before pulling me by the hand out of the room and into the living room. Mom put the videotape into the VCR and then pressed the remote control to start playing. From mom’s many little actions, it seemed as if the normally dignified, mature, and stable supervisor had suddenly turned into a quirky little woman.
Mentally, I can’t help but be a little curious about my mom.
“Joon, let’s watch it together as mother and son, mom wants to see it again.” And we sat naked on the sofa. The content of the movie tape was a story describing the incest of a mother and son, which happened during the month when the man went abroad to discuss his business. At first, the son peeped at his mother’s bath and watched her change clothes, then one night the son took advantage of his mother’s sleep and raped his own mother, and in the course of the rape, the mother’s lust was so great that she turned against him, not only taking the initiative to cooperate with his son’s pumping, but also changing various positions and teaching her son the skills of sexual intercourse.
At the beginning of the movie, my mother was holding my prick and fingering it, but her eyes were still glued to the screen. When the movie came to the point where my mother turned over on her knees and raised her hips, asking my son to penetrate her from behind, she got up and knelt on the couch like my mother on the screen, raising her hips and exposing her hairy pussy.
“Here, Toshi, follow along.”
I knew what I was doing, and I raised my prick and plunged it into my mom’s pussy with a loud “plop”.
“Ah…ah…good…son…mom is so…comfortable…I guessed right…this position …is really wonderful…ah …. So exciting…”
My mother on the TV screen was screaming, and my mom was desperately lustful, lustfully intertwined into an indescribable picture. This kind of stimulation is really extraordinary.
“Ah… ah… zip… zip… ah… ah… zip… zip… zip… “
“Mom… you’re great… how… did you come up with this… idea… it’s so good… it’s so good… “
Then the on-screen mother turned sideways and raised her right leg over her son, whose prick was inserted from the side.
“Mom… come on…” and I followed suit, shifting positions, but the couch wasn’t wide enough, so I simply lifted Mom’s right leg right on the floor.
“Pfft!” Re-inserted into mom’s pussy.
“Ah…ah…hmmm…Jun…this position…also beautiful…ah…zip… Zip…dear son…mom loves it…good …… to fuck you to death…”
“Mom…you’re great…so horny…my son loves it…are you comfortable…”
“Ah… mmm… mom is comfortable… mom is so comfortable… being fucked by my own son is so comfortable… come on… again… “
Due to the position, it is not suitable for rapid pumping, just at this time the mother and son on the screen changed back to the normal position, I promptly lifted my mom’s other leg again, both of them on the shoulders, and pumped it violently.
“Good…ah…mom wants…son…mom wants to…fuck me…faster…faster…ahhh …. Ahh…”
That’s when I went along with the TV show plot again and lifted my mom up in my entirety, with her legs clamped around my waist as I stood up and pumped my mom’s pussy in a suspended position.
“Ah…ah…zip…zip…my dear son…the video didn’t…didn’t lie…it’s really so good! … ah … mom’s pussy … almost … almost can’t … ah … oh my God … son … mom flew up …it’s like I’m flying…ah…God…it’s coming out…ah…ah…it’s coming out…ah…ah…it’s coming out…ah…ah…it’s coming out…ah…it’s coming out…it’s coming out…ah…ah…it’s coming out…it’s coming out…it’s coming out…it’s coming out. . it’s coming out…it’s for you…dear son…”
Mom ejaculated and I stopped pumping, her legs still clenched tightly around my waist. The mother and son on the TV seemed to have finished before us and had changed to another screen.
“Good son, can you put mom down now?” I gently set her down and gently withdrew my prick as well.
“Ah… gently… gently… mmmm…” the pussy was quite sensitive after the orgasm.
“Mom, are you comfortable?”
“Toshi, mom is very comfortable, thank you!” Mom kissed me.
“Mom, little wannabe pussy mom, your screams are so exciting to me! I’m so satisfied too.”
“But haven’t you ejaculated yet?”
“Mom, actually, my pleasure is in the process of fucking mom, not the end, you understand? Why else would I need intercourse if I could just masturbate?”
“Really? As long as you’re really satisfied.”
“Mom, seriously, you really haven’t had sex in the last ten years or so? But how do you get so many ideas for sex?”
“Idiot! Why would mom lie to you? Mom business in the outside socializing, there are always many big bosses in the pursuit of, but as long as I am close to those well-dressed, full of hair oil men, no matter how much perfume they sprinkled on their bodies, I can always smell that stench on their bodies, and no matter how they try to cover up, that look of lust can not be covered up, mom look at the disgusting, but for the sake of business, but had to with them to socialize, alas! “
“Mom, I’m really commiserating with you.” I kissed my mom’s hair lovingly.
“Jun, for the past ten years or so mom has also relied on masturbation to take care of her needs, only, it wasn’t until today that she fully realized that the difference between masturbation and real intercourse is literally a hundred thousand miles. You know what? It’s not that mom has a lot of ideas, it’s that mom also relies on sexual fantasies to get orgasms.”
“Oh! So… who do you usually fantasize about?”
“Oops! Kid, why are you asking mom this!” Mom was whining again.
“Tell me, I want to know.” I made an effort to mess with her too.
“Well…it’s okay to tell you…but…I’m afraid…I’m afraid…”
“What are you afraid of, go ahead, I promise I won’t eat the cool.”
“No…it’s not that…it’s just that…ugh…well…originally mom wanted to keep it a little secret, but forget it…maybe…maybe it’s God’s will…well, Xiao Jun, when I saw the contents of your diary, actually…actually mom wasn’t shocked. …God’s will…well, Joon, when I saw the contents of your diary, actually…actually mom wasn’t shocked, but rather happy and overwhelmed with excitement. Because…because one time when you were in state high school, mom accidentally saw your…your cock and was shocked, I didn’t realize that you were only fourteen years old and that thing was that big, mom couldn’t help but masturbate in her room.”
“Mom…you mean…it’s me you’re sexually fantasizing about…lie!”
“You really are a fool, the first time you used mom’s panties to masturbate that year, you shot mom’s panties dirty and put them back without cleaning them, mom’s own personal things, can’t you tell? There was another time you slept in mom’s panties and forgot to take them off, when mom woke you up in the morning, she found that the lace netting on the panties had been torn by you, and the next day you thought you put them back without knowing it, what a fool.”
Being exposed by mom to the embarrassing stories of her own adolescence, she couldn’t help but be a bit dumbfounded.
“Mom originally thought that it was just a natural phenomenon of puberty for boys, since then a few years ago, mom started to be busy with her career, she didn’t care to observe it anymore, even if a few panties would be missing occasionally, she didn’t pay any attention to it, thinking that it would be fine if you went through puberty, but after reading your diary on that day, I realized that your love for your mom hasn’t changed, but instead it’s even stronger, and it aroused my …my sexual fantasies about you. …my sexual fantasies about you, in fact, since that time when I fantasized about you raping my mom and getting an orgasm, mom has gotten used to you, and every time I think about you, if you don’t believe me, mom will show you something and you’ll understand.”
Mom said and stroked my prick again “Until yesterday, this is the second time I’ve seen your prick, it’s thicker and bigger than it was in middle school.”
“Mom, we won’t need to masturbate our way out of this later, will we?”
“Of course, Mom won’t have to rely on her hands and fantasies for fulfillment when she has a son who loves me so much and is so…good at…thrusting.” Mom said as she took my prick in one bite.
“Mom…wait…wait…what did you say you were going to show me?”
“Just a minute.” Mom let go of my prick and went into her room.
I usually only go through the cupboard where my mom keeps her bras and panties, but I didn’t know she had so many secrets. Mom came out a while later with three books in her hand.
“Ugh! Toshi, we are truly a match made in heaven, mother and son, and guess what this is?”
I then guessed, diary, mom’s diary…could…oh my god! Could this be happening?
“Joon, you’ve only written one book, but mom has written three over the years, don’t you think we’re a taciturn pair, mother and son?”
I opened one of the books, dated my freshman year, and it said.
“Joon, mom leaked again last night, your thick dick pushed hard into mom’s pussy, oh, it was so beautiful, how mom wished it wasn’t a fantasy, it was real ……”
I opened another, newer one, dated last week, and it said.
“Xiao Jun, you said you don’t have a girlfriend, mom doesn’t believe it, your condition is so good, mom doesn’t believe that you don’t have a girlfriend, mom is so jealous, she can’t bear to let you go, mom loves you, will you look down on mom? Thinking that mom has psychological problems, mom is so afraid that you will know, but want you to know. Come and hug your mom! Mom loves you madly, mom is willing to give you, mom’s body has long been given to you, waiting for you, so hopeful that you will come in one day, take off mom’s clothes, like what mom has in mind, use your prick to take possession of me, take possession of mom, ravish mom, insert into mom’s pussy ………. “
Seeing this I raised my head to look at my mom, her face was already a blush, shy and imploring, winking at my reaction. Our mother and son’s tacit understanding to reach this level, there is no need for more words, I lifted mom’s chin, mom then closed her eyes, I kissed her wet lips.
“Mmm…zip…mmm…zip…”
Mom’s tongue enthusiastically slipped into my mouth and stirred, and a moment later she sucked my tongue into her mouth, both arms and legs, wrapped tightly around my body.
“Mmm…mmm…mmm…hoo…” being kissed passionately by my mom’s initiative was a whole different feeling than going to kiss her myself, and I felt her love and lust to the fullest.
The kiss lasted nearly ten minutes before mom reluctantly left my lips, but it also aroused our desire again.
We said no more, we exchanged a look, mom rolled over on the diagnostic pillow, arched her hips, spread her thighs, so that I could see her pink pussy more clearly, so beautiful, so beautiful, completely white and red tender, unlike the kind of pornographic pictures of the black and ugly pussy, mom’s pubic hair is soft and thin and thick, the touch of the touch is like the grass, I was fascinated to lower my head to kiss it, lick it, and so on, and so on. When mom couldn’t stand it any longer, I held mom’s plump buttocks, and with a “plop”, I inserted my prick into mom’s dripping pussy.
On this day, mom and I fucked non-stop, mom leaked again and again, and because mom told me that today was a safe day, she also had no qualms about shooting her semen inside mom’s vagina, pouring scalding hot into her uterus, the place that had once given birth to me. Mom’s bold cries of lust never seemed to stop, shouting out every lewd word she knew, and with me guiding her, it was even more lewd to the extreme.
Such a woman, my own mother, a completely liberated sexual partner, I was already certain in my heart that the supreme pleasure of sexual intercourse was all here, so what more could I ask for from a heavenly beauty?
Our mother-son fuck, which lasted until 10:00 p.m., was almost dry with our lewd juices, and there were traces of lewdness all over the couch, the floor, and my mom’s and my beds, especially on my bed scattered with pubic hairs that had fallen out of my mom and me after our intense fucks.
After a snack we cuddled up together as mother and son.
When I opened my eyes the next morning, the first thing I saw was a set of plump ass cheeks, wearing a pair of narrow pink boxers that were tightly wrapped around a bulge of flesh that was deep into a cleft in the center. “Oh…mom…good morning …. Good morning,” Mom was straddling me, sucking on my prick, and I woke up to her doing the same.
“Mmm…morning…boy…mmm…” mom said and took it in again.
I just let my mom fiddle with it, only reaching out with both hands to hold her plump ass toward my face, and started licking and fingering the slit through my boxers as well.
“Mom…didn’t you say…start today…get back to your usual pattern of getting along?”
“Mom forgot it’s Sunday, and from now on Sundays are not part of the agreement, and vacation days belong to us. Okay?” Mom rolled over on top of me.
“Of course!” I was begging for it.
It was another beautiful morning and we had breakfast only after another wild fuck.
On this day we tidied up the house and mom moved all her underwear into my room and then played a game with me where she pulled several long strings in my room and then called me out.
It took me a while to be called in, and as soon as I entered the room, I was attracted by the spectacular scene in front of me. It turned out that my mom had hung up all her panties one by one, and I counted at least a hundred pieces of colorful and sexy panties. Mom’s weird and wacky tricks were just one of the many tricks she used to increase the interest between mother and son.
It was only after my mom told me that these were also part of her company’s business.
I only knew that my mom’s company was an importer/exporter of garments, but I didn’t realize that it even included women’s underwear, so it’s no wonder that she was able to own so many fancy underwear.
After mom’s introduction, I realized that so few pieces of fabric, there is such a big difference, mom wears panties are high-grade quality material, a value from hundreds of dollars to thousands of dollars have, yesterday especially for me to buy that set of red underwear surprisingly more than 8,000 dollars, I was curious to touch repeatedly, and other similar types of panties under comparison, only to know that really in the feel of the world of difference, how to knead and will not have a wrinkle.
And actually, my mom had an ulterior motive for introducing this to me, which I didn’t realize until the next morning.
Mom even acted as a model when she introduced herself to me, wearing them one by one to show me, and when she asked me to try to touch its texture, I was caressing mom while feeling it. The feeling was intoxicating.
This day in addition to mom constantly changing panties and bras, we are almost all day is completely naked together and mom in order to fear that I will later get tired of looking at her body, but also in order to maintain the pleasure of seduction, always keep a set of underwear at any time in the body, in fact, mom’s views I am quite agree, hidden temptation, is definitely more exciting than completely nude to come.
Later mom except left a set to wear on the body, the rest are put away one by one folded neatly, bras and panties separate rows into a dozen stacks, placed in my bookshelf above. But what puzzles me is that she also labeled the front of each stack with the number 1…2…3…4…5 ….. I asked her why, but she mischievously said only two words “secret …… secret”.
Before going to bed we still had intense sex before going to our separate rooms to sleep.
The next day, we all kept our promise, and after my mom woke me up, she went to work as usual.
I was about to leave the house after freshening up when I suddenly thought of my new secret with my mom…the diary. Yesterday mom told me after she opened her secret diary to me:
“Jun, from now on, we, mother and son, will use that newly bought diary as our secret, and mom has promised you that every day…will be given to you…to you …. Oops! I can’t say it! It’s good that you understand. But mom is worried that if you have sex with mom every day, your body won’t be able to handle it. Women are different from men, if a man doesn’t have enough semen, his spirit won’t be good, plus …. Mom loves the feeling of your warm semen shooting into mom’s body. Every month in the future, mom will write my physiological cycle on top of your desk calendar, and during the safe period, you can rest assured that you will be able to shoot inside mom’s…pussy…, but during the ovulation period, you will have to wear a condom… Mom can’t get pregnant now… Wait for a few years. Mom can’t get pregnant now. After a few years, when she finishes her business and we are far away from the city, she won’t be afraid, OK? But mom can’t buy you a condom, so go buy it yourself, and buy some more.
Mom leaves a message in our journals every day, how to do it, you’ll know when you read the message.”
Thinking about what my mom said, I rushed back to my room and opened the diary that was on the table, only to see a new page that read:
“Jun, for the sake of your body, mom is going to give you a puzzle, in the future, mom will leave a message every day to give you a puzzle, like a scavenger hunt, you follow the message instructions to solve the puzzle, solved, mom will only give you the body, can not be solved or after the time is not counted …… “
See here I really admire mom, can be in charge of a company for so many years, after all, is not the average woman, points not only more and always let people unexpected, more importantly, she made our mother and son sex life between the interest of incomparable, I can not help but sigh, if this world couples can have half of the mom’s interest, and how there will be spiteful spouse it! If I could have a woman like mom, what more could I ask for?
I then proceeded to read on.
“…… Well, today’s puzzle is-Northern Hemisphere, 75, Southern Hemisphere, 18-that’s it, dear son, go on a treasure hunt!”
Oh, my God! What is this? North? South? East? West? But there’s no map with these coordinates! I’m still trying to figure it out when I leave the house.
I re-filtered yesterday’s events during my lunch break to see if I could pick up any clues. Mom was really slick too, what a topic!
Suddenly, it hit me.
I couldn’t wait to get home in the afternoon and go into my room to see what mom had done yesterday, the rows and rows of labeled numbered underwear, the northern hemisphere referring to the top bra, 75 being the fifth in the seventh row, and the southern hemisphere being the boxers in the bookcase below, 18 being the eighth in the first row.
Sure enough, I pulled out the fifth bra in the seventh row first, and clipped inside was a note that read:
“21:00”
Time to find it. I pulled out the eighth panty in the first row again, an extremely provocative black lace panty with a note just as sandwiched inside that read:
“Do you like this panty? Mom will wear it for you.”
Mom wants me to bring this pantyhose to the kitchen at 9:00 p.m.
When Mom came back, I purposely pretended to look anxious, casting occasional glances of help to her at the dinner table, and she still didn’t break the pact, just gently pinched my nose as she cleaned up the dishes and said, “Stupid!”
Finally almost nine o’clock, I saw my mom walk into the kitchen, then put the panties into the pocket, and then followed the kitchen, I entered the kitchen, I spoke first: “Mom, I’m so hungry, is there anything to eat?”
I saw my mom’s original pleasure at watching me go in turn to disappointment.
“Okay, why don’t you wait outside and I’ll cook you something to eat.” Mom seemed to even sound frustrated. Just as Mom turned to turn on the stove, I pulled out the boxer briefs, wrapped my arms around her from behind, and flashed them in front of Mom.
“Good ah! You bully mom…deliberately tease me…bad…” mom pouted with a burst of joy.
“Mom, how can your son be stupid when you’re so damn Grinchy!”
“Jun…mom has faith in you, but…you’re bad lah! Teasing mom the whole night, causing her to worry.”
“Who told you to come up with such weird questions, well, keep your word!” I handed over my boxers to my mom.
Mom took her clothes off one by one right in front of me before putting on those black lace panties.
After a few caresses, I turned my mom’s body, pulled my panties down to my thighs, parted her legs, took hold of my prick, and inserted it into her pussy from behind with a “plop”.
“Ah…my own son…mom loves you…so smart…worthy of being…ah…mom’s own son…hmmm …do it…solve the puzzle…mom is…her own son’s…pussy…ah…pussy is so beautiful…ah…. …Dear son…your rod is so thick…so long…ah…it’s inside…ah…you’re making mom feel so good… … Ah…ah…do it…fuck mom harder…mom loves it when you fuck me ……”
After a few moments of thrusting, we switched from standing to mom kneeling on top of the floor tiles, and another moment later I held her up to the sink again and pumped hard.
With that, my mom and I completed another erotic and pleasurable fuck.
Before I went to bed, I was filled with anticipation for another wave tomorrow.
With this kind of challenging and exciting eroticism, we, mother and son, were happy to make love day after day.
Of course, not really every day, sometimes when she was not feeling well or was too tired from work, although she still tested me on the questions as promised, I would purposely pretend not to be able to guess them so that she could rest. And of course, my mom understood, and she felt very happy about my compassion and consideration. Our mother and son’s intense love has long since ceased to be an ordinary love for the sake of sex.
However, I was really impressed with my mom’s endless ideas, sometimes simple, sometimes difficult, but for the sake of fun, she really went through a lot of trouble. For example, once she wrote “ice” in her diary, I found an ice box in the freezer, dissolved the small ice cubes in it, and then found a note written with a grease pencil in one of the cubes, which read.
“These ice cubes are not enough to quench the fire of lust between mother and son’s love, mom needs you, at 10:00 p.m., mom will be waiting for you in your room”
The harder ones were quite applauded by me, such as one time when my mom wrote in her diary:
“X-1023
00:56:38”
I’m puzzled… what does X-1023 stand for… is 00:56:38 the time? 12:56:38 p.m.? No way. I still have to solve X-1023 first.
In the end, because of the word “X”, I went to look for sex, and finally found a video tape of “Bitch Mother” in a pile of video tapes on the bookshelf, and the number on it was exactly X-1023, so 00:56:38 should be the time of broadcasting. So I rewound the VCR to zero and pressed the fast forward button. The numbers on the VCR spun rapidly until I reached 00:56:38 where I pressed pause and saw the subtitle on the screen which read.
“After tattooing, Mommy will wait for you in your room, so come!”
That’s the scene in the movie where the mother is courting her son.
Puzzle games such as these make me feel willing to solve them even if I can’t, but even more thrilled when I do.
There was even one time when it was time to solve the mystery. That time, my mom’s message only had the letters “PC”, of course, I immediately associated it with a computer, so as soon as I got home, I turned on the computer to look for the answer, but after searching through my collection of erotic pictures and articles, there was still nothing. Later I thought of using the date to look for it. Maybe my mom had created a new text file and hid it in that directory. So I locked the date to the last few days, but I was afraid that mom would change the date after she typed it up.
I finally found one, but it was a directory, not a file. It was a directory called MyDe, which I opened excitedly, only to find a bunch of subdirectories starting with “a”, and after going through them all, I realized that only the directory “arS” had anything in it, while the others were all empty. I thought to myself, “I don’t know how many layers of subdirectories my mom has set up,” but the answer was finally coming. I finally opened the last directory called irty, and there was a text file in it.
It finally unraveled, but when I opened this text file I saw that the words written in it were:
“Cheer up! Almost through!”
Oh, my God! What with what!
I tried to find the clues again, but it was still no use. I couldn’t help but curse Microsoft’s Win95 system, so I left the Win95 screen and jumped to the bottom of Dos to look for them again. When I went back in one by one and found nothing, I suddenly found a string of words on the screen:
c:mydearsonmomwantyoufuckmeinbathroomatseven-thirty
I had the idea to copy it down and go back to Win95, because the directories under Win95 can be case-sensitive, but you can’t see them under Dos. I then combined all the directories, and the result was.
c:MydearSonMomWantYouFucKMeinBathRoomatSeven-thirty
Spacing it out is.
Mom Want You Fuck Me in Bathroom, at Seven-thirty.
Genius! Mom is such a genius.
It was only then that I realized it was exactly 7:30, and my mom had just touched my head playfully before she went in and said
“Go for it!”
I immediately stripped off my clothes and pushed open the bathroom door, but my mom was sitting next to the tub fully clothed and smiling at me.
“Fun!” Mom said with a mischievous grin.
“Mom, you Grinch!” I picked her up and started to undress her.
“Son, will you help mom take a bath?”
“Yes!” I started to rub soap all over my mom’s body after I undressed her, and then I also applied soap to my erect prick as well.
After I finished applying the soap, without saying a word, I held my mom’s plump ass and inserted my prick into her pussy from behind and started pumping it.
“Ah… mmm… ah…” mom held her hands on the tub and looked back at me from time to time, with winks and deep looks.
“Ah… Jun… good son… you… help mom wash… bathe… or wash mom’s pussy this way… “Only a few strokes, from mom’s pussy, with the pumping in and out and brought out a lot of foam, a moment later our bottom is almost completely covered by soap bubbles.
“Ah…Jun…is it ready? …Mom…is ready…ah…”
I understood what Mom meant; this scene was one we’d read together in a novel.
The son is in the bathroom with a soapy dildo, penetrating his mom’s anus for anal sex.
I know my mom has been jumping at the chance to find out what that feels like.
“Mom, you have to bear with me!” Mom wanting to give me her anus might also be another expression of love, women want to give their first time to their most beloved.
I withdrew my prick from my pussy and lifted it upward, gently pressing it against the nest of daisy buds.
“Here it comes…mom…” and I pushed my glans in gently along with the soapy lubrication.
“Ah…it hurts…it hurts so much…stop…stop…” hissed mom in pain.
I stopped right away, when in reality only one glans had gone in.
“Mom, seeing as you’re so hard, let’s not, okay?” I said about to pull out.
“Don’t…good son…it’s okay…it’s just like a girl breaking her melon…it’ll be okay in a while…besides…mom truly wants to dedicate the first time…and even every time after that…to my most beloved son…you come slowly…you come slowly…you come slowly…you come slowly…you come slowly…you come slowly…you come slowly…you come slowly…you come slowly…you come slowly…you come slowly. …and even every time in the future…to my most beloved son…take your time…mom will be patient…come on…push in slowly again… “
Okay! Since mom said so, I slowly pushed forward again.
“Mmm…ah…ah…gently…gently…” mom was desperately holding back.
I thought to myself that maybe it was like tearing Salon Bass, the more slowly you do it the more it hurts, so I pushed harder against all odds.
“Ah…Jun…you’re bad…” the prick had gone all the way inside mom’s anus.
This feeling of being tightly surrounded by walls of flesh is really very comfortable. After a while…
“Jun…mom finally gave you her first time…mom will always be yours from now on…are you comfortable?”
“Mom, I’m comfortable, but I don’t want you to suffer like this.”
“No it won’t…come on…you twitch and see…mom’s getting a little itchy there…”
So I started pumping.
“Mmm…mmm…mom…it’s starting to feel a little bit…ah…a little bit numb…but…ah …it’s a little comfortable again…ah…strange…son…your meat stick in mom’s ass…but…mom’s pussy …so comfortable…ah…”
As I pumped, I slipped a finger down into my mom’s hole and pumped it and rubbed her nub.
“Ah…so…so beautiful…good son…this feeling…is so exciting…oh…god…oh god …Jun…mom…mom’s two holes…both of them are fucked by you…ah…ah…son…dear son …mom is going crazy…you’re so good…you’re so good at penetrating…”
After pumping for a while, I suddenly pulled out and plunged back into mom’s pussy.
“Aww…Jun…don’t like mommy’s…new pussy…”
“Mom…I love it…but you have two pussies now…it’s only fair to feed both…”
“Ah…mmmm…really my dear son…mom loves you…dear mom loves dear son…no…no…it’s dear mom’s…pussy loves her dear son’s meat stick in it…ah…ah…it’s so beautiful…”
My prick shuttled back and forth between the two flesh holes, thrusting above one moment and below the other. Sticking my mom so hard that she almost fainted.
Finally I went all out and shot my cum inside my mom’s pussy.
“Ah…there it goes…mom’s giving it to you…” mom climaxed at the same time.
Thanks to my mom’s efforts to create interest in our sex life, not only did we not get tired of it, but it became sweeter and sweeter. Because of the proper adjustment, even if we went out together, we never showed any difference, and mom would often give me special appreciation after we came back from a night out, so that I could have sex with her without having to solve any riddles.
We didn’t intend to go far to get married, for one thing, our tacit understanding kept us from being suspected, and for another, mom said that once we were married we weren’t mother and son, but husband and wife, and incestuous intercourse between mother and son, we were both enjoying the thrill of that departure from the morals of the world, and so to have intercourse in the name of pro-mother and son was more exciting than the relationship of husband and wife, and we both loved the thrill, and both of us bled incestuous blood.
Then we used our summer vacation to plan a month-long trip, and about that trip, how we fucked wildly on the beach at night in one of Taiwan’s famous places. How we lifted up mom’s skirt and penetrated her pussy in a train toilet at a certain off-beat hour. And how to leave traces of our mother-son love in major hotels and guest houses, that’s another story ……